#//So I was watching a Hells Kitchen compilation and I saw that and-....

[strykingback]

"HOW. HOW IS IT THAT YOU FUCK UP ON CAPPELLINI!!!!!!!!!!!!" Louvel would roar holding up a table with a while screaming. And then... when Gordon Ramsay is removing copious amounts from the trash.....

"I HOPE SHE GETS KICKED OFF THE FUCKING SHOW PLEASE!!! PLEASE!!!!!!"

#[The Guiding Wolf- Louvel] #[Random Talking In The HQ- Dash Commentary] #//So I was watching a Hells Kitchen compilation and I saw that and-.... #//Louvel did not take kindly to that

[minimumwagecola]

🎩 WELCOME… TO THE A-GAYZING RIZZITAL CIRCUS! MY GAMERTAG IS CAINE, AND IM QUEER TO SHOW YOU THE MOST OHIO-SENDING, SKIBIDI EDGING, DISCORD MEWING YOU'VE EVER PHANTOM TAX, ISNT THAT, GIGA CHAD?

🫧 'THATS RIGHT SIGMA, I CANT WAIT TO SEE WHAT YOUVE GYATT IN THE KITCHEN TODAY!'

🎩 WELL, LETS NOT GRIMACE-WASTE, LETS ISHOWSPEED RIGHT INTO THE FAMILY GUY COMPILATIONS!

🎶 banban, and goku, and big chungus too, pepe, peppino, amongus, delulu!~ 🎶 gay after gay after day we fry, as the renegade pokimane makes us cry 🎶

🐰 ''gayine, is this another goofy ahh grassy pillow again? or is this a new subscriber? cause if its a new twitch donator.. we gyatt to redo this whole mlg monologue!''

📐 ''im not doing gyatt again."

🎩 ''MY MY, IT APPEARS A SUS IMPOSTER HAS JOINED THE LOBBY!"

🤡 ''HOW DO I… LEAVE THE SIN CITY WASNT MADE FOR ME''

🐰 ''just keep edging gyatt it, that ellen degeneres for all of us''

🤡 ''what the barnacles!?!? i-i-i-i put on owlhouse and now im here? who are you baby gronks? why cant i leave floptok? how do i leave minecraft?''

🎀 ''lets all kai calm-net down, everythings gyonna be okay thugshaker, weve all been through this escape the ariana grande obby, you just need to-''

🤡 ''WHAT THE VINE BOOM IS GOING ON- what?''

🎩 ''WARNING ONE, YOU CANNOT SWEAR IN GENERAL! THE GAY-MAZING RIZZITAL CIRCUMSIED IS A PLACE TO BE CLIPPED BY ALL STREAMERS, EVERYTHING CAN HAPPEN HERE! execpt for being the biggest bird ''

🤡 ''how do i.. lightskin leave?''

🎩 ''👁️👄👁️''

🎀 ''..well.. dont make a twitlong about this but-'

🐰 ''the only way you can leave is by watching phonk nair videos''

🤡🤡 ''(TIM ALLEN SHOCK NOISE)''

📐 '':mute jax.. but hes right.. welcome to the underground, how was the fall?''

🤡 ''WHAT DO YOU MEME?"

🎀''guys… dont be straight.."

🐰 ''weve been scrolling on tiktok for years.. old finger over theres been streaming the longest''

♟️''MISTER BEEASSSSSTTTT!''

🐰 ''thats why he needs to stop it.. get some help''

🤡 ''oh.. ogay, now i gyatt it! im watching dream, i should just get in the uber!''

🐰 ''whatever you say lesbian''

🎭''..my obama prisim.." :(

🐰 ''so crane, where we dropping boys?"

🎩 ''ID LIKE TO SHOW OUR BRAND NEW MOD MY ROBLOX OBBY FIRST, OFF WE GO!''

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🎩 ''here we have GARTEN OF BANBAN, this is where the florida men are kept, along with the FNF mods, these mods may include- GIVE HIM BACK!!!!!!!! GIVE HIM BACK!!!!!!! HES MINEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! >:((((

🤡 '' is gyatt all there rizz?''

🎩 '' OF COURSE NOT, THIS IS.. MY SPLATOON 2 LETSPLAYS!! we dont watch my OLD videos, i w(a)(m)s racist homophobic sexist abelist terrorist watchlist slay back then.

🤡 ''(huh cat)-''

🎩 '' we stay RIGHT HERE where i can keep my 70 ALTERNATIVE ACCOUNTS!! YOULL NEVER KNOW MY MAIN."

🌙 '' IVE COME TO MAKE AN ANNOUNCEMENT- ''

🎩 ''DONT MAKE ME PISS ON YOU AGAIN''

🤡 ''wait whats th- HHRUEEGGEYYAHHAHAUHASGSGUGDS :vomits vomits vomits vomits vomits vomits: ''

🎩 '' WOAH!!!!!! SHES LITERALLY DOING THE GWIDDY!''

🫧 ''me too!! watch me boss!!!!!!!"

🎩 "Stop."

🤡 ''Was that an skibidi toilet I saw out there? Is gyatt a way get a weave?"

🐰 '' What toiwet? If there was a way to not be a noob vs pro im pretty sure we'd all be hackers by now. "

📐''Yeah, what are you waffling about?"

🎩'' I ASS(ure) YOU, THERE RIZZ NO EASTER BUNNY, THERE IS NO FEETFAIRY, AND THIS RIZZ NO QUEEN OF ENGLAND!''

🤡''YOUR MOM HITS IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH A CHROMEBOOK CHARGER-''

🎩 '' THATS WHY YOU SOUND LIKE THE ROBLOX COIL SOUND BITCH BOI- how about we talk about roblox doors? Whats your gamer tag?''

🤡 ''my @ is… uh.. OH FUCK. ALL I CAN POST IS ☻/ This is bob. Copy and paste him so he can take over youtube. /▌ /\ ''

🎩 ''FORGOT PASSWORD? SIGN IN USING EMAIL ADDRESS.. OR MAKE A NEW ACCOUNT! ENTER NEW NAME AND NEW PASSWORD''

🤡 ''GOD FUCKING DAMMIT KRIS WHERE THE HELL ARE WE''

🎩''dont you worry your 0% rizz, your new tumblr url can be ANYTHING! Heweby acknowwedging that youw chosen name and ow names may nowt bweach the Digitaw Ciwcus usew wicense agreement stating that youw name may nowt incwude objectionabwe content. Objectionabwe content incwudes but is nowt wimited to: Sexuawwy expwicit matewiaws, obscene, defamato-wy, wibewous, swande-wous, vio-went, and ow un-wawfuw content ow pwofanity. ''

🤡'' erm… actually.. randomly generate it please. ''

🎩 ''lets see… Who is Pomni - for 300?'' (jeopardy)

🤡 ''(womp.)

🎩 ''you're right, marketable, lets try gyatt again! what do you think of XDDCC? ''

🤡 '' BIYTCH IS YOU BLIND-''

🎩 '' badonkers. dobonhonkeros. massive doboonkabhankoloos. big ol' tonhongerekoogers!!! we should start a sidequest with our new donator, XDDCC!!! ''

🐰 ''i said that at 3:20 in the original pilot''

🎩 ''YYYOUUUUUU! SOILDJABOY OFF IN IT, WATCH ME CRANK IT WATCH ME ROLL, WATCH ME CRANK THAT SOULJA BOY THEN SUPERMAN THAT, NOW WATCH ME YUUU-''

🫧'' (plays kevin mcloyed)''

🎩'' ########### ## ####### ### ### # # ##### ''

🤡 ''does anybody in this thread play minecraft-''

🎩 '' SINCE YOUR ACCOUNT IS 12 MINUTES OLD, were gonna make this simple for your ipad baby ass, a simple oklahomo powered adventure to warm you up to the pizza tower. ''

📐 ''NO!! I DONT WANT TO PLAY WII SPORTS… GRRR… eyes glow red''

🎩'' dont worry zooble/halfdemon/princess/rich/gamer/wolf/donttouchmytail/crush;secret!!! ill make it so you can play it on console AND pc! ''

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🎩 '' hello everybody my name is markiplier and welcome to gather the number lore! thats right! here in the rainbow friends playplace will be rizzed up with swifties, you gotta catch em- (COPYRIGHT)''

🫧 ''what are swifties?''

🎩 ''thanks for the ask, anon! theyre mid-''

🫧''can it run bad apple''

🎩 ''..they-''

🫧''..can it play megalovani----''

🎩'' Swifties are part of the number lore that vore everything and draw anything they rizz into! Why do these sans fangirls do this? How do you block them? thats for me to know and for you to find out.''

🤡''…what… did any of gyatt mean?''

🎀 ''oh, hes just ai generating mr beast videos, theyre content farm so the ipad babies dont go insane.''

📐''speak for yourself motherfucker, if anyone needs me im smoking a fat blunt- OH GOD OH FUCK- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaa….''

🐰''oh no, they killed zooble.. you bastards.. anyway you lesbians wanna play touhou?''

🎀'' (pheonix wright) HOLD IT!! we should check on KSI-FMO. I'm pretty sure he'd like to challange XDDCC to a boxing match!''

♟️''THERES 104 DAYS IN SUMMER VACATION-''

🎀'' You wanna come with us to *check on boykisser kaufmonster, how should i feel?''

♟️''Not rizzly. I think Kevin macleoufmos got packed by packgod. Last time I spoke with him, he was watching Lankybox for over 6 hours."

🤡''whose lankybox?''

���️''No."

🎭''can someone save my goth genderfriend :(''

🤡 '' Well if you wont tell me, then I'll just ask him. And then I'll stop watching dream and watch tubbo instead!"

🐰 ''Heh. She still thinks dream isnt a pedo."

🎀 ''why are you looking at me like that? …. fa-"

🐰 ''im fine with doing (yourmom) as long as I get to see vanossgaming gmod prophunt funny moments- OW. okay ive had enough of these spambots. You, me, and XDDCC will go to the gastation. Sexualized ribbons and tumblr sexyman together will go block all the swifties.

🎀 ''..is shipping them a good idea?"

🐰 ''of course i do, im also a tumblr sexyman, whats gonna happen? i get shipped next? (proweler meme)''

🎭 ''…my comedy cock is broken again.''

♟️''okay. wait WHAT. ''

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🎀''Welcome to the internet, have a look around, anything skibidi or phantum tax can be found. We gyatt maximum sigma grindset, but- WAIT XDDCC NO DONT LOOK UP YOUR OWN NAME!- '

🤡 ''I dont understand.. why go to the goofy ahh meepcity parties instead of trying to exit terraria?''

🎀''Well, we usually do, when we first make an account. But after awhile you start to realize that shiny hunting for the same pokemon or trying to get your favorite animal crossing villager to visit your island will make you become marketable and youll succumb to the pibby glitch."

🐰''Thank goodness this is all just an SMP, right XDCC?''

🤡''……………………… Why are we here again? Who am i, who am i? What are you even saying?''

🎀''We're gyetting one of the boys at 3 am." … Huh. Maybe he's off-stream mining? Hope he's not in creative.

🐰''Dont worry raggedy andy, Im gonna be so racist itll open the door."

🎀 ''JAX NO!!! YOU SHOULDNT BE RACIST TO DOOR!!!!''

🐰''Okay i wont be racist… JUST KIDDING, IM ULTRA RACIST NOW. You're not afraid of gay people, are you?"

🎀''JAXX!!!!!!!!! THATS LITERALLY MY ONLY FEAR (homophobic) WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS…!!!"

🐰''(minecraft open door) im gonna have to take my balls back from you kaufy. Papyrus.. im going to grillbys, do you want anything?"

🎀 ''..OH….. KAUFMO985 BECAME PART OF THE PIBBY GLITCH. INSERT SEINFIELD THEME."

tobecontinued.

#cw longpost #cw tadc #cw the amazing digital circus

[jungwnies]

partners ✰ 3 god, i hate you!

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"i should've called bullshit the moment i saw those 'jake being the sweetest idol' compilations on youtube." you say opening a drawer that revealed a poem.

"just because i'm not nice to you doesn't mean i'm rude to everyone else." jake laughs reading the poem besides you.

"you know when i heard i was mc-ing with you i did my research because i was so excited to interact with someone who i thought would be an absolutely sweetheart." you laugh, "instead i got you."

"it's not bullshit, you just happened to get the short end of the stick." jake tells you, putting the pieces of the poem together to solve something. "we could've grown to like each other if you just held your anger in and waited for me to warm up to you."

"oh so now i'm temperamental?" you argue stepping closer to him. "you're going to call me temperamental even when you're the root of my anger?"

"it's not that deep y/n, just suck it in." jake tells you rolling his eyes, "can you pass me that?"

you take a deep breath and walk away, "i'm out of here, i can do with no phone if it means i get to leave."

you go back to the entrance and exit the escape room making your way back to the van. "stupid, entitled, rude ass mother-" you begin before the vibration of your phone ringing in your pocket distracts you.

"hello?" you answer after clicking the green button to pick up.

"go back inside y/n." your manager tells you on the other end of the line.

you look at your manager inside the van who shows nothing but anger on his face. it's almost as if there are flames in his eyes and smoke is coming out of his ears.

you storm back inside the escape room to see jake still solving the puzzles, "look who's back, i guess you really can't live without your phone."

"jake, i'm going to give you 30 seconds to shut the fuck up because if you don't, i might end up in jail." you tell him, shoving him off the chair.

the two of you manage to work quietly and escape the room even though you left him alone in there a while ago.

"so, do we ever have to do this ever again?" you ask your manager as you leave the escape room.

"you guys are going to hang out every friday after music bank until the resentment for each other is completely gone." his manager tells you guys as he pulls out of the parking lot.

"hell no." jake barks angrily. "i am not wasting any more of my time just to hang out with her."

"what makes you think i would want to waste my time on someone like you either?" you argue, ready to rip each other's heads off.

"what are you guys? five?" your manager asks annoyed, "grow up and start treating each other with respect. people have eyes everywhere and one day you will not be able to hide how much you guys hate each other resulting in the downfall of not only you guys, but your groups as well."

the two of you look at each other and roll your eyes. "this is your fault." you mouth to the boy.

you open twitter on your phone to be greeted by fan edits of jake and you which makes you sick to your stomach resulting in you putting down your phone after exiting out the app. they might as well take away your phone if all you're going to see is edits of you and some guy you really, really hate.

eventually you reach your dorm and thank jake's manager for driving you back. the moment you step into the dorm the rest of the girls are in the living room watching something on the tv screen.

a member stands up and walks to you, "where've you been?" miya asks as you take off your jacket and hang it up.

"i'm being forced to hang out with jake every friday after music bank." you tell her as you now take off your shoes.

"it shouldn't be too bad, he's nice isn't he?" she asks, walking with you to the kitchen.

you put your cup against the fridge as water fills it up, you take a sip and look back at miya, "yeah sure, he's sweetheart." you lie. "i just would rather come straight back and relax, you know?"

miya nods, "i would prefer to come straight home too, at least he's not overbearing though."

though you wanted to laugh and tell her how wrong she was about him, you knew that keeping your relationship with him under wraps would be the safest route.

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[thisislizheather]

December Dalliances 2022

Above Photo: Christmas Eve view, December 2022

You can find my favourite tweets of the month over here and here. (I also made a list of my very favourite Christmas tweets.)

I recapped my autumn list of things to do and made a new seasonal list of things I’d like to do this winter.

I compiled my favourite photos of 2022.

I finally wrote about my trip to Las Vegas from back in September.

I read and reviewed Dave Grohl’s memoir.

I went to the newly opened (and fantastic) Museum of Broadway, and I’ll write a bigger post about it this week.

I got a seasonal latte at Elevenses Cafe in Astoria and it was very cute, I’d go again.

I have fallen in love with The Body Shop’s new scent Wild Pine. I’m fearful that it may be a seasonal scent, so I’ve already stocked up.

I ate at Soothr and it was so, so good. Love a new thai place.

Above Photo: Paul at Soothr, NYC

Some things I watched this month:

The Santa Clauses (the new Tim Allen show): Ugh, it was terrible. Maybe I’m not the audience it’s supposed to be for, but still - just a stinkfest.

Jack Frost: I love Michael Keaton, but I just couldn’t get past the first half hour. It’s way too sad.

The Crown (seasons 3-5): Loved the season three Wales episode. The moon landing one was also perfect. It’s a great show, but extremely depressing if you’re binging it over a short period of time.

Pepsi, Where’s My Jet?: God, I hated it. Netflix has this annoying habit of making documentary series out of things that could easily be 40 minutes long and it is obnoxious as hell. You do not need to watch this. Read the Wikipedia page about it instead, you’ll save yourself so much wasted time.

I was looking up trivia for the movie Scrooged and learned that the childhood house in the movie is a real place in Queens! So obviously I walked over to see it in person. Insanity that it hasn’t changed after all of this time.

Above Photo: Frank Cross’ childhood home from Scrooged (1988) in Queens, New York

I won a lottery ticket to see A Christmas Carol on Broadway and… YIKES. I can’t describe how bad it was. First of all, IT WAS A ONE MAN SHOW. And I didn’t know that beforehand, so yes that’s my fault. But oh my god, it was agony.

Above Photo: A Christmas Carol on Broadway in New York, December 2022

Are we all aware of how garbage the brand Silani is? I tried it for the first time and lord was it bad. Never again. Spend the extra dollar and eat something edible.

I watched the final World Cup game with my parents and I’m glad France lost, give others a chance to win too, ya know?

Above Photo: World Cup final with my parents, December 2022

I will never be above latte art.

Above Photo: Latte art from San Remo’s in Etobicoke, Ontario

I went to Bell, Book & Candle for some Christmas themed drinks and it was great. Love a divey, but good bar.

Above Photo: With Irene at Bell, Book & Candle, NYC

Is it even Christmas if I don’t make Nutella stuffed chocolate chip cookies? I also made a few batches of Alison Roman’s amazing chocolate chunk shortbread cookies that were a big hit.

Above Photo: The Nutella stuffed chocolate chip cookies from Ambitious Kitchen

Obviously I went to my parent’s house for Christmas and it was exactly what I wanted & needed.

Above Photo: My nephews watching Jingle All The Way, December 2022

Above Photo: My mom’s Christmas window can’t be beat

Above Photo: Christmas Day, December 2022

Above Photo: Our Christmas tree

Above Photo: Snowfall before Christmas is everything to me

Went ice skating for the first time in twenty years and it was great. Think I’m gonna buy some skates and make this a yearly thing.

Above Photo: Ice skating at Celebration Square in Mississauga, Ontario

Jackbox and Nintendo Switch games remain the perfect family activity around the holidays.

Above Photo: The game Use Your Words on Nintendo Switch

Above Photo: The game Use Your Words on Nintendo Switch

My mom and I saw a wild fox in her backyard and it. was. incredible. It was just playing in the snow and I can’t believe we got to see him/her.

Winter skies might be the best skies.

Above Photo: December 2022

Above Photo: If only I could bottle this kind of blue and keep it in my pocket

I made the Christmas tree spinach and artichoke dip and it was a hit. It did not look pretty, but the flavours were great.

I also made a leftover turkey sandwich with STUFFING WAFFLES and it was so, so good. Again it photographed rough, but tasted incredible. I used this recipe to make the waffles. Definitely have to do this again.

The main reason to go to the Union Square Holiday Market? Duck confit poutine at Duck Season. It’s honestly a better poutine than some Canadian places.

Above Photo: Duck confit poutine at Duck Season in NYC

I fell absolutely in love with the newest Bob’s Burgers Christmas episode, The Plight Before Christmas.

Crate & Barrel continues to have the cutest fabric Christmas ornaments.

Above Photo: Harry Potter-looking cat ornament at Crate & Barrel

Above Photo: Fabric snowman ornament at Crate & Barrel

Trader Joe’s had Christmas wreaths this year, so I got one and it was perfect. It makes me feel so together to have a wreath on my door. I still have it up. I don’t want to say goodbye.

Above Photo: Christmas wreath from Trader Joe’s

I went to see Noah Baumbach talk about his new movie White Noise at a NYPL event and it was very all right. I wish he’d talked more about older movies of his that I’ve loved, but I guess it makes sense that he didn’t since he was promoting this one.

Above Photo: Noah Baumbach speaking at an NYPL event promoting White Noise, December 2022

The candy cane cold brew from Blank Street? Unparalleled.

One of my favourite things to do in December in New York is to walk around the city looking at the holiday lights and listen to that Darlene Love song on repeat.

Above Photo: The Rockefeller Christmas Tree, December 2022

Above Photo: Saks holiday lights, December 2022

Above Photo: Macy’s holiday decorations, December 2022

Above Photo: Holiday taxi display on Fifth Avenue, December 2022

I went to Essex Market to see their Gingerbread Village display, which was cute but I wish it was bigger. And since I was there, I took a look at the sandwich menu at Shopsin’s and holy christ I need to go back.

Above Photo: Gingerbread Village at Essex Market in NYC, December 2022

Nothing better than a Boxing Day puzzle.

Above Photo: Boxing Day, December 2022

Some things that I’m looking forward to this month: I’m going to get real dressed up and go see Moulin Rouge on Broadway with my friend Diana, I’m excited about seeing the Restaurant Week menus for this season, I’m going to start using this first-of-the-month checklist again, Classpass is doing a free monthly promotion right now so I’ll keep doing that until it starts charging again, and I really can’t wait to make this lasagna soup.

Above Photo: The Heathers 2022

If you have any interest in the other monthly roundups of 2022, they can be found here: November 2022, October 2022, September 2022, August 2022, July 2022, June 2022, May 2022, April 2022, March 2022, February 2022 & January 2022.

Above Photo: Baby Dog, December 2022

#December 2022 #this is liz heather #Christmas #Liz Heather #monthly roundup #Christmas NYC #Christmas New York City

[panicattheattic]

Falling Asleep on Them Headcanons

Lucifer

So you were in trouble right?

Yup, you aren't even sure what you did this time.

But here you were.

In Lucifer's room.

Getting a talking-to that's been going on for like 3 hours now.

At this point you were sitting beside Lucifer on his bed.

Kinda looking towards him, but not really paying attention.

But he just kept going on and on.

Eventually you started to get really sleepy.

Ah that's right, you were in trouble for staying out so late...

You tried to fight the drowsiness fearing you'd just get in trouble again.

That didn't work so well.

Soon you were slumped over, fast asleep.

Lucifer felt your weight on him and he knew immediately you had fallen asleep.

That may or may not have been part of his plan.

To be fair, he originally was just going to give you one of his extensive speeches about following the rules.

But once he saw you were barely staying awake, he decided to take advantage of it.

Can you blame him?

You look so adorable when you sleep.

Just don't be alarmed when you wake up tomorrow in Lucifer's bed all snuggled up in his sheets.

Mammon

He was over at your room.

Again.

You were watching a compilation of the best Lord of Fools moments from the TSL anime.

Mammon was crying, but that's besides the point.

You held on to his arm in order to comfort him.

"I-I'm fine, ya dummy! Ya think the great Mammon needs someone to hold him??"

You managed to convince him it was for you instead of him, so he let it slide.

Not that that was something difficult for him to do.

The warmth that radiated off of him was calming, so calming infact, that you couldn't help snuggling into his side even more and drifting off to sleep.

At first when he noticed, Mammon nearly freaked out.

"W-Wha' do ya think your doin'?!"

But upon confirming that you really were asleep.

And since no one else was around.

He let his true feelings show.

He gently moved your hair from your face as he gazed upon you lovingly.

The position might have not been comfortable for either of you, but he didn't dare move for fear of waking you.

He didn't want the moment to end.

Leviathan

You were watching an anime from the human world.

The original Dragon Ball.

You wanted to show it to Levi because you thought he'd enjoy it's quirky humor.

But you didn't have the same magical energy that "Master Otaku Leviathan" had.

You really couldn't stay up all night as much as you tried.

It was well after midnight when your head fell on his shoulder.

You fell asleep without meaning to.

To say that Levi nearly died would be an understatement.

What was happening?

What were you doing?

This sorta thing only happens in animes!

And not to guys like him!

Right?

Yeah, if you woke up you'd probably be upset at him for allowing this...

B-but maybe not?

Levi was happy, scared, excited and mortified all at the same time.

He tensed up so bad that he was in more muscle pain than you when you woke up.

Satan

So this was a pretty usual occurrence actually.

Whenever you would read together, all cuddled up, it often ended with you falling asleep with your head on his chest.

Depending on the book (like if he knew you actually liked it) he'd stop reading and set the book aside.

He'd hold you and stare at you, mesmerized by the soothing rise and fall of your chest.

He'd stay wherever you were until you woke up, sometimes falling asleep himself.

But if couldn't sleep, he'd stroke your hair and enjoy the simplicity of your breathing.

Asmodeus

You were sharing a bath in Asmo's super cushy bathroom.

You were wearing bathing suits, something Asmo half-heartedly pouted about.

He was going off about style and devilgram drama.

As much as you wanted to listen to him.

Because he was undeniably cute when he was honestly passionate about something.

You were starting to feel incredibly sleepy.

Probably because Asmo had kept you up the entire night before.

Just doing each other's make up and gossiping. (Get out of that gutter, please.)

You were kinda worried you'd drown if you fell asleep in here, but you knew Asmo would keep you safe.

So you eventually gave in to sleep.

Asmo noticed when you sank a bit lower in the water.

"MC? Are you-- Ooh~ How adorable!!"

He tried to keep his squeals of delight as quiet as possible.

He failed.

Thankfully you were well an truly down for the count at this point.

He wanted to let you sleep so he could just watch your cute sleeping face.

But he didn't want your skin to get pruny and dry so he did his best to carry you back to his room without waking you.

You did wake up, but just slightly.

All he could make out from your slurred, half-awake talking was his name.

He could have died from the cuteness then and there.

Though, not gonna lie, he was really curious about whatever you could be dreaming about.

Pushing that thought aside (for now) he set you down on a towel which he had placed on his bed and, after getting dry, laid down beside you.

He couldn't help but stroke your face as he too drifted off to sleep with a smile.

Beelzebub

Okay, so you know how after you eat a lot you get really sleepy?

Well there was a big meal today, since Simeon showed up offering to cook Celestial realm food, and you jumped on the chance to stack your plate with heavenly goodies.

Through the meal, you were very aware of Beel eyeing your plate as he ate across from you.

You knew what he was thinking.

There was no way you could finish all that food.

And usually he would have been right.

You felt just about ready to burst.

But it wasn't every day you got to eat Simeon's cooking and, damnit, you were going to enjoy it!

It also didn't help that the way Beel kept hungrily eyeing your food made you all the more possessive over it.

It was your food!

And you were gonna eat it!

And that was a mistake.

You ate way too much and after your stomach ache went down all that was left was sleepiness.

And so that led to Beel checking up on you while you laid on your bed in receding pain.

He was reasonably worried after watching you eat much more food than you should physically be able to handle.

When he asked you how you felt you only responded with a groan and beckoned him over.

When he sat down on your bed, you placed your head in his lap.

Beel felt warmer than after eating a super spicy double cheeseburger from Hell's Kitchen.

So he happily let you sleep as he rubbed your back, hoping to help you feel better.

Belphegor

You honestly have no clue how you ended up falling asleep quicker than Belphie.

Well, you were pretty tired already from studying so much.

And your tutor did keep insisting on being a bad influence.

And when the person who's supposed to be helping you learn is purposely trying to lull you to sleep, going so far as to put his favorite cow patterned pillow under your head...

It's kinda hard to stay awake.

Belphie was really upfront about having no interest in studying, preferring to just cuddle and nap.

But when you persisted he "agreed" to help you study.

He knew sleep better than anyone, so putting you to sleep would be easy.

By the time you did fall asleep however, he hadn't expected to find your head on his arm rather than on his pillow.

Not that he was complaining.

He was definitely not complaining.

But now that he had you, he wasn't planning on letting go until he was no longer sleepy.

So if you don't like cuddling, you might want to get used to it.

~Aqua

#obey me lucifer #obey me headcanons #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me x reader #obey me #obey me x mc #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me fluff #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #lucifer x reader #mammon x reader #levi x reader #satan x reader #asmo x reader #beel x reader #belphie x reader

[randomshyperson]

Wanda Maximoff x Reader - Seven minutes of truth and dare

Summary>  You and Pietro have been friends since elementary school. On his 18th birthday, you try to socialize with his twin sister, Wanda Maximoff, who never seemed to like you very much.

Warnings> (implied) Enemies to Lovers/ Fluff and Smut/ Vaginal Fingering/ Boys Kissing/ Girls Kissing/ Underage Drinking/ 18+/ implicit sex/ swearing

Words>  3734k (Oneshot)

Read on AO3 

It took little time to get to Maximoff's house, considering that you had to walk to the residence, since your ride - Natasha Romanoff, best friend, currently on the run together with her boyfriend Bruce Banner - just stood up to you. You were lucky to live only a few blocks away.

The noise of the party could already be heard from around the corner, and you wondered how long it would take for one of the neighbors to call the police. At least it was the weekend, and you remembered that Pietro had commented that the Parkers would be traveling on their honeymoon, being the only neighbors of the house. Pietro was always lucky for things like this.

When you finally arrived at the house, the sound of some electronic music was much louder. You greeted a few people with a nod, the vast majority classmates, who were actually more Pietro's friends than yours, and then you went inside. 

The Maximoff residence was very nice, but at this moment it was full of teenagers drinking and dancing, many glasses and bottles lying on the floor. 

 Looking for Pietro, you found him upside down, drinking directly from a beer tank that was set up in the outside yard past the kitchen. You frowned slightly, hoping your friend didn't have an alcoholic coma, as you walked up to the group of teenagers who cheered and encouraged the challenge.

When he finished, the two boys holding him by the ankles helped him to balance again, laughing and patting Pietro on the back. Your friend staggered a bit, but then he saw you, flashing a smile before hugging you.

- You stink, birthday boy. - You teased, and Pietro just rolled his eyes humorously.

- You took your time. - He remarks as you release from your embrace. You shrug.

- You know this isn't my thing. - You remark, referring to the party. Pietro smiles.

- Yes, yes. But I'm glad you're here. - He replies and then takes your hands, lifting them a little and looking down your entire body. - And look at you, you even dressed up to come! Are you trying to have sex with someone?

You laughed, letting go of Pietro's hands to push him gently, which made Pietro laugh too. Soon you were surrounded by other friends, but not being very good with crowds, you said you were going to get something to drink before you left.

In the kitchen, you tried to find something that didn't have alcohol in it. You ended up grabbing one of the bottles of soda from the refrigerator, hoping that none of the Maximoffs would mind.

Someone changed the music and turned up the sound, so you heard the excited shouts of several people, who began to move into the room and dance around each other. You laughed at the image, walking upstairs.

A few people were scattered on this floor, mostly trying to smoke pot in hiding, or to have some privacy from the noise. A few others were just making out in the corners. You walked to Pietro's room, checking his present in your pocket.

He would be too busy being the popular extrovert he was tonight, so you thought it best to leave the small gift you bought for him on his bedside table, he could appreciate the gift when the party was over. 

You closed the door on your way out, and frowned as you looked down the hall, a couple of strangers kissed passionately while one of the boys groped the walls for somewhere to go, you watched as he found one of the unlocked doors and went inside. You sighed, hesitating to make a move. You knew very well that this was Wanda's room. You figured that no one would want to know that strangers were screwing in their bed.

Hurrying inside, you opened the door.

- Sorry, boys, this one's off limits. - You warned them as you entered, noting that they were already almost naked. Grabbing the fallen clothes from around the room, they looked at you angrily, but then left the room.

You shifted the weight of your feet, realizing where you were at last. Looking around, you bit your lower lip as you observed how everything was just so Wanda. 

The color of the walls, the sheets, even the way she organized the books and records. You ran your finger between the shelves on the wall, smiling at the collection of music she had in vinyl record format. And then you looked at the collection of dvds, compilations of old American sitcoms.

You walked over to the study table, a picture of Wanda and Pietro as children caught your eye. It was Halloween, and they were dressed up adorably, Wanda as a witch, with horns and a red cape, and Pietro as a superhero. You put the photo back, running your fingers through Wanda's notes displayed in the notebooks she left open on the table. On the few occasions you saw her at school during the past year, she was studying. Pietro had commented that she was going to apply to the best colleges in the country. 

- What are you doing here? - A female voice sounded behind you, and you stumbled with fright, turning around quickly.

- God, Wanda, you scared the hell out of me. - You grumbled, but she continued with a look of mixed annoyance and curiosity. You looked away before speaking. - Sorry for snooping. I just came here to keep some boys from having sex in your bed.

Wanda blinked with confusion, but her expression softened. You noticed how beautiful she looked, and scolded yourself for thinking that the next second.

- Oh right. Thanks, I guess.

You nodded slightly, not being used to being alone with her. 

- I didn't know you liked sitcons. - The words escape your anxious brain, and Wanda blinks in confusion. You thought she would throw you out of the room right away, but she just smiles, shrugging.

- You never asked. - She says, and you bite the inside of your cheek.

- Yeah, I didn't know you wanted me to ask. - You retort, your voice coming out almost in a whisper. Wanda looks away, twiddling her fingers.

You were silent for a moment, and Wanda looked like she was about to say something, but then the door opened again, and you raised your eyebrows as you watched two girls snuggled up to each other and stumbled into the room, unaware of your presence. Wanda made an impatient expression.

- Get out, now! - she warns, and the girls part in shock. You raise your eyebrows as you realize that you knew them.

- Damn, we didn't know it was taken. - Carol grumbled, and when she looked at you her expression changed from embarrassment to happiness. - Y/N! I didn't know you were coming.

You nodded at her clumsily, and she just smiled, apologizing again as she dragged Maria out of the room, closing the door. You didn't even want to think about what you two were going to do.

- Maybe you should lock the door. - You said, and Wanda looked at you with a raised eyebrow, a tone of surprise and malice in her gaze. You blushed as you realized what your speech implied. - I-I mean when we get out of here.

Wanda laughed, and you tried to cope with the butterflies in your stomach that seeing her laugh gave you.

- I think I will stick around here anyway. - She comments after a moment, sitting up in bed. - Parties aren't really my thing.

- Yeah, I know how it is. - You add, a little awkwardly. - I only agreed to come because Pietro really wanted me to.

- You stopped coming here at home. - Wanda says with an expression you don't understand, it was as if she wanted to read you. - Are you two all right?

You look at her with mild surprise, not really expecting her to have noticed you anyway. 

- Me and Pietro? Yes, we're fine! - you affirm, putting your hands in your pockets. - I guess the exams have been keeping me busy. And well, Pietro has lots of friends now, it's not like I'm missed that much.

You looked at the floor, not noticing Wanda's frown. You didn't want to think too much about Pietro replacing you, not today.

- I don't think that's true. - Wanda says after a moment. - Pietro likes you very much.

Wanda's tone is almost hurt. At first you thought that maybe she was thinking that Pietro enjoyed your company more than hers, which was absolutely ridiculous, but then you understood the tone of the insinuation, and laughed lightly, attracting the other girl's attention.

- You know we're just friends, right? - You start to explain, the idea of dating Pietro is so absurd that your voice comes out in a tone of debauchery and humor. - He has never looked at me like that! And I always thought he was like a little brother.

You laugh at the possibility, but Wanda looks at you intently.

- Would I be like your little sister too? - She replies in a low tone, and you feel your smile drop and look away, completely embarrassed.

- No. - You deny it, a little breathlessly. - I don't see you as a sister.

- And how do you see me?

Feeling your heart race, you force yourself to look up, looking at Wanda. She has a glint in her eyes that makes you want to kiss her.

Before you can answer, the door opens again, and Pietro stumbles inside.

- Great, I found you two! - He looked drunk. - We're going to play seven minutes in heaven, come on, come on!

Giving you two absolutely no chance to respond, he pushed you through the house, leading you to the basement, where your group of friends were waiting for you.

- Hey guys. - You greeted awkwardly seeing everyone standing there. 

- No fucking way you two are at a party together! - joked Tony Stark, smiling at you. Despite the teasing, the others were genuinely happy with your company. - And they're still going to play with us? This is legendary.

- Why don't you just fuck off, Stark? - retorted Wanda as she entered. You knew they didn't get along very well, but Tony just shrugged, laughing at the other girl's aggressiveness. 

- Come on, guys, do the circle! - asked Steve, who was already sitting in one of the armchairs. He put a bottle in the middle of the group. - Are you sure you want seven minutes?

- We start with truth and dare, Rogers. - said Tony as he sat down next to Thor, one of Pietro's soccer teammates.

- All right, all right, let's just play this game once and for all, - said Pietro impatiently. When everyone was sitting in a circle, Steve touched the bottle, smiling at the group.

Turning the bottle, everyone looked forward in anticipation. The tip stopped at Sam, one of his closest friends, who seemed confident to respond to anything.

- Truth or dare, Wilson? - Steve asked.

- I'll go for truth.

- Boring. - Grumbled Tony, but Steve just laughed, and assumed a thoughtful expression.

- Who was the last person you kissed?

Sam bowed his head, a smile on his lips. You frowned, he was not the type to be shy. Tony noticed as well and assumed a curious posture, looking at Sam intently.

- The last person I kissed... - Sam began, pausing, as if wondering if he was really going to say it - Was Bucky.

The whole group exclaimed in surprise, and Tony burst out laughing. You looked at Bucky, who just seemed too embarrassed to respond to the jokes.

- Okay, let's pretend this isn't the biggest sex scandal in school, and move on. - Pietro said in an amused tone. Sam laughed at his comments, and turned the bottle, which stopped at Thor.

- Dare. - Said the blond man without even waiting for Sam to ask. Sam laughed and thought for a few seconds before saying:

- Okay, everyone will need to put their cell phones on speaker for this one. - Sam said and nodded, waiting for everyone to obey. The group laughed, but followed his lead. - Well, my challenge is very simple. Send a message to the person you want to make out with from here. Everyone will know who.

- You are terrible, Wilson. - Thor commented, ignoring the sighs of excitement that the group shared.

It took a moment for Thor to pick up his cell phone, and type something. He took a sip of his beer before pressing enter, and the next second, Valkyrie's cell phone rang. 

- This is not at all surprising, actually. - Steve joked, making everyone laugh.

Valkyrie gave Thor a surprised and mischievous look, but said nothing. Thor looked slightly flushed.

- If you guys are lucky, you can win seven minutes. - Sam teased.

Thor laughed but said nothing. He stepped forward to spin the bottle. Tony let out a pleased exclamation when he saw the bottle stop on him.

- Fuck, finally! - He said, and raised his hand to interrupt Thor, who was probably about to ask the choice. - No need, darling. Of course I want a dare, this game is no fun without it.

- Fine, Stark. - Thor laughed. - Since you love to show off, I dare you to give Rogers a lap dance.

The group burst into laughter, but Steve seemed considerably anxious. Tony laughed, a little awkwardly, and then stood up. 

Thor was quick to get some music playing, and everyone was quiet in anticipation. When Tony started to perform, you blinked awkwardly. You had no desire to see Anthony Stark do a lap dance on someone's lap. You pulled your cell phone out of your pocket checking for messages, and smiled when you saw that there was a message from Nat, just a picture of her and Bruce, smoking together in what you thought looked like the Skateboard Court near the school.

The group laughed again, and you lifted your head to see that Tony was riding on Steve's lap, with his shirt off. Steve was very red. 

- Okay guys, I think that's good enough! - Thor laughed, and Tony stood up. The group laughed at the visible erections on both of them, before continuing the game. 

- Can you keep up, Stark? - Thor sneered, pointing at Tony's pants. He gave a lopsided smile, and pointed a middle finger at Thor before picking up the bottle.

You felt your stomach flip with nervousness when the bottle stopped on you. 

- Well, well, this should be interesting. - said Tony looking at you mischievously. - Tell me, kitten, truth or dare?

You considered your options for a few seconds. If you asked for truth, Tony would not only tease you, but also find a way to make you confess something embarrassing. At least with dare, it would be quick and without much impact on your post-party life.

- Dare. - You say simply, and Tony looks surprised.

- It's been a night of surprises. - he scoffed. - And I think it's time for us to start the seven minutes in heaven.

- Damn it, Tony. - You mumble clumsily. Tony laughs and then flashes you a smile of fake kindness.

- I'll be nice to you. The bottle will choose your partner.  - He says, and you cover your face with both hands for a moment before grabbing the bottle.

- I hate you, - you mutter to Tony before swirling the bottle around. With luck it would stop at one of your friends, and you would spend seven minutes talking.

- No fucking way! - shouted Tony excitedly as the bottle stopped at Wanda. You felt your stomach drop. - I always knew you'd end up with a Maximoff, I never thought it would be with the most gothic of them.

The group laughed, but you were feeling extremely anxious. You felt your legs tremble slightly when Tony pulled you off the couch, seeing your lack of reaction. You tried to smile, but it must have come out as a grimace, since Tony laughed. 

- Remember girls, no cheating. - he warned, opening the closet door. You went in first, and then Tony closed the door when Wanda came in.

The closet was completely dark, and you could only distinguish Wanda's silhouette by squinting your eyes. You leaned your body against the wall, your breaths were the only sounds in the room, since the noise of the party was muffled.

- That's awkward. - You said trying to ease your nerves. 

- Why is it awkward? - Wanda replied. The closet was small, and looking at the floor, you noticed that your shoes were only inches from touching.

- I don't know, I guess I never thought I'd be in a closet with you. - you confess humorously. But with Wanda's lack of response, you bite the inside of your cheek, not knowing what to say next.

- Who did you think you would be stuck with? - She says after a moment, sounding as if she is trying to prolong the subject.

- I don't know. - You say, looking at your shoes again. You think you're imagining that the distance between you has decreased. - I don't really think about being stuck in closets.

Wanda laughs at your statement, and you feel your heart race at the sound. You count twelve seconds in silence before she speaks again.

- I never understood why we didn't become friends. - Wanda confesses, and you look up at her silhouette. 

Because I've been a gay disaster in your presence since I met you. You think, but think it best to just shrug. Then you remember that she can't see the gesture, and try to think of something to say.

- Different political views. - You joke, and Wanda giggles. 

- I like your humor. - She says next, and you feel your cheeks heat up, and look down, only to see Wanda's shoes signaling that she has taken a step toward you. You press your back against the wall, watching her move closer in the dark. - And honestly, I've always liked you a lot.

- W-what? - You ask breathlessly, feeling Wanda's presence right in front of you, your noses touching.

- I always noticed you, you know. - She says, drawing her face closer to your neck, inhaling the scent of your hair. You were thankful that there was a wall behind you, serving as a support. - I would see you around the house. Playing in my yard. And the jokes at the dinner table. Always so quiet and shy at school, so behaved and obedient. - Wanda whispered, and then she brought her mouth close to his ear. - Tell me, did you notice me too?

- Yes. - You confess breathlessly. And ignoring the uneven beating of your own heart, you continue. - I have always noticed you. Ever since middle school, when you started wearing leather boots, and painting your fingernails. Or when I was at your swimming pool and you sat quietly with a book. I noticed you.

Wanda lets out a sigh, bringing your foreheads together.

- Tell me to stop if you don't want this. - She whispered against your lips. You would have laughed if you weren't so anxious. 

You didn't answer, and wanting her to know how much you wanted her, you moved forward, pressing your lips together in a tender kiss.

Wanda took a step back in surprise, separating your mouths. You were about to apologize, thinking that maybe you had got it all wrong, but the next second she moved against you, her hands on your neck as your mouths joined in a firm, passionate kiss.

Bringing your hands to her waist, you pressed her against your body, and you gasped against each other's mouths. Wanda asked for passage with her tongue running over your lower lip, and you opened your mouth, gasping as you felt your tongues come together.

Kissing like this for a moment was enough to warm your whole body, a familiar discomfort forming below your belly. Having Wanda moaning against your mouth was not helping.

You slowed the kiss, stroking her tongue with yours slowly. Wanda pressed herself against you, one knee coming up between your legs. With the new friction, you felt your body tremble in anticipation, delighting in pleasure.

You were startled when you heard a noise, someone must have knocked something over outside the closet. And then you remembered that you were in a closet, with your best friend's sister, who was in the next room with six other people, with no idea that you were about to fuck Wanda.

You began to slow the kiss until you separated the two of you. Your chests were rising out of rhythm as you were breathing heavily

- We only have seven minutes. - You whispered out of breath, feeling Wanda nod her head slightly as you stood there with your foreheads pressed together.

- We can go to my room. - She spoke in the same tone. You nodded in agreement, beginning to miss the taste of Wanda in your mouth.

- Should we wait until the party is over?

Wanda let out a breathless giggle.

- Tell me. - She whispered, and removed her hands from your neck. With one hand she lifted her skirt, while with the other she took your hand from her waist and guided it down between her legs. You trembled as you touched her, pushing the fabric of her panties aside to feel her wet pussy. - Do you think I can wait?

- Fuck, Wanda. - You spoke breathlessly, and felt her moan as your finger moved against her clitoris. She squeezed your shoulder, closing her eyes. - You're so wet. So fucking wet for me.

You began to move your finger, penetrating her shallowly. Wanda buried her head in your neck, moaning against your skin.

It takes all your mental and physical control, but you withdraw your finger from inside her, while with the hand that was still on her waist you move up and down her back, stroking to calm her down.

- I want to feel you in my mouth. - You whisper to her. - I want you to come for me with your legs spread wide open on your bed. 

Wanda nods against your neck, trembling slightly. And then the door opens. You barely catch Tony's joke, feeling disconnected from everything that isn't Wanda. 

And before you can say anything, Wanda grabs your hand, pulling you out. 

- Where do you think you're going? - You hear someone shout, but neither of you even bother to answer. 

You can't help but smile when you reach the second floor, and Wanda pushes you into the room, locking the door as she brings your mouths together.

#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #wanda imagines #high school au #marvel imagines #oneshot #wanda x reader #wandaxreader

[its-tortle]

this is a disaster but i saw this tiktok in a compilation like an hour ago and now this exists, so have it.

Bucky is still laughing to himself, wheezing and breathless, as he posts the video to his TikTok.

He doesn’t post much, only has four uploads before this one, but he simply felt he had to share the audacity of his brain with his 32 followers. Not that anyone will see it, except Becca maybe. She’ll make fun of him for it at the usual dinner with mom on Sunday.

He watches it back one more time after it posts, checking for typos in his subtitles and captions, and has to laugh again.

Steve fucking Rogers? His brain thought he could pull Captain America, literal superhero and America’s favorite sweetheart? 

“Hello I’m a 35 year old amputee living in New York and I think that I could get Steve Rogers.”

His voice dissolves into laughter, and Bucky snorts to himself again before he closes his app and puts his phone down. He really needs to put the wine away for the night.

Alpine eyes him wearily as he gets up from the sofa and takes his glass to the kitchen, putting it next to the sink instead of on the counter for a refill. Noting the routine, she jumps down from the windowsill and makes her way to his bedroom. Probably to get hair all over his pillow before he lays his face down on it.

Menace.

He leaves the glass next to the sink and goes back to the living room to retrieve his phone from the folds of his throw blanket. He blows out the scented candles on his cabinet.

He’s in bed twenty minutes later, his phone charging beside him. Maybe because of his long shift at the shop, or maybe because of the wine, he falls asleep after only a few tosses and turns. There is indeed a bunch of cat hair on his pillow.

--

When he wakes up, it’s the loud blaring of his alarm and an Alpine kneading her claws in the duvet over his ribs. 

He groans.

She meows.

Bucky pushes her off of his torso and goes to turn off the blaring of his phone. He succeeds after a few sleepy tries, and then just lies there for another ten five minutes.

He’s not a morning person.

When his alarm blares a second time, Bucky groans and turns it off again. This time, he rubs his hand over his face and lets out a long breath. He stretches.

Reluctantly, he gets up from the warmth of his covers and grabs his phone from the nightstand. He slides his feet into his slippers and walks blearily to the bathroom, turning on the water cooker on his way as per usual. 

When he checks his phone in the bathroom though, it’s very much out of the ordinary. He has tons of TikTok notifications.

Frowning, he opens the app to find they’re all on his Steve Rogers video, the one from last night. He rewatches it again.

It’s funny, sure, but almost ten thousand views? Over two hundred comments? What the fuck. Bucky has almost a hundred new followers, too.

Still not quite sure he’s not hallucinating, he closes the app and goes to his messages to text Becca, only to find that she’s already texted him.

I cant believe your stupid superhero crush made you tiktok famous.

Bucky can’t help but feel smug as he goes to wash his hands. He and Becca had a running bet on TikTok views going. And it looks like he won.

He texts her back with that smug smile still on his face. 

well i just cant help that im hilarious can i

(also wtf is going on)

His phone dings again when Bucky is barely back in his room.

Fuck off. This was luck..

(Beats me)

And then, before Bucky can even finish typing out a response, another one comes through.

I hope Cap sees it and calls you out.

sdfghjk pls no

It’s not his most eloquent response, but it channels his feelings about that scenario pretty accurately.

Steve does not need to see Bucky be an overconfident disaster of a human being, and he sure as hell won’t. He’s Captain America, for fuck’s sake. He’s busy saving the world.

Bucky uses the hair tie on his wrist to throw his hair up in a dreadfully messy bun as he makes his coffee. He refills Alpine’s bowl and gets no thanks in response, of course. He’s still rolling his eyes at her as he gets a yogurt out of the fridge.

Despite his absolutely insane TikTok numbers, it’s a normal morning.

He finishes his first cup of coffee over his twitter feed and then forces his thighs into skinny jeans that he bought before he gained the weight he now carries. He looks in the mirror and is over-critical of the spot on his chin and the way the t-shirt makes his chest look, and then fusses over his hair for twenty minutes. Alpine does a whole lot of insistent mewling as if he hasn’t just fed her. And then he’s off to work.

It’s a normal day in the shop, too. None of his coworkers seem to know that Bucky’s blown up on TikTok over night -- not that that’s surprising given they’re all over forty -- and he fixes two leaky cooling pipes. He gets car oil in his hair.

But then, ten minutes before his lunch break, his phone rings in his pocket. He sighs and gets up from under the car, only to see that it’s Becca.

With his eyebrows drawing up into a frown, he picks up. “Becca? Everything okay?”

“Steve Rogers is looking for you on twitter.”

Bucky’s brain short-circuits. “He what?”

“Check his twitter,” she says, and then the line goes dead.

Still frowning, he does.

And holy fucking shit.

At 11:36 AM, Steve Rogers, with the blue tick next to his name, had retweeted a recording of Bucky’s TikTok with Steve’s tag, and written

I do find him charming. What’s his twitter?

There were so many replies, many of them excited, some of them jealous, a whole lot of them trying to find Bucky’s private 24 follower twitter account.  

(He only used it to troll Trump and keep up with Steve Rogers, really.)

In a disbelieving haze, Bucky retweets it.

can’t believe my unearned confidence payed off

He can hear his heartbeat ferociously in his ears, even as his boss asks him what he’s doing staring at his screen.

What the actual fuck is happening.

This can’t be real life.

Steve Rogers wants to know his twitter. Righteous, hilarious, heroic, super-soldier, beautiful Steve Rogers finds him charming.

Bucky thinks he must be dreaming.

Just as he’s about to dissociate completely, his phone pings again.

It’s a twitter dm, with a blue checkmark.

I don’t think it’s unearned at all. Are you free for coffee sometime?

Bucky’s fingers move faster than his brain, and suddenly he’s apologizing for the weird TikTok, and making plans to meet Steve Rogers for coffee that weekend.

Maybe his intrusive thoughts were onto something, after all.

#jesus this is stupid #but i love that tiktok so much #and my finger moved of their own volition #stucky #stucky ficlet #steve rogers #bucky barnes #tiktok #humor #fluff #meet cute #mcu fic #tortle writes #shrunkyclunks

[yanderes-stuff]

5; 8 and 9 please and nsfw is optional.

Yes, the feral trio I never did a poly yandere before, and sorry for being so late school was holding me at gunpoint

P.s it's 1:43 am where im at and I got zoom at 7:10 I'll edit the grammar mistakes later but I didn't want you to have to wait any longer

Characters: Skully, Masky, Hoodie

Words 5k 

TW: yandere thoughts, cussing, kidnapping, drugging 

You met Jay during college when the teacher put you both together for a school project, you got to have a good read on his personality with Jay, being a curious goofy character with a charming atmosphere surrounding him.

After a while, you decided to start the project filming causal nature. you both shared a passion for nature being calmed by the forest, and the woodland creatures which made you closer. After a while, you noticed that he would rarely talk to any of his other friends in favor of talking to you.

This led to many intervals where you caught him staring at you during class and followed you around like a puppy which although made you irritated you brushed it off thinking nothing of it, after all, it's just goofy Jay being Jay.

But alas he fell victim to your charm the conversations he had with you stuck with him and the moments where you were in his presence kept him going till the next day, you reached his heart unlike anybody else he met, and he lived for you alone perhaps it was the way you carried yourself through the gloomy days or the way you were more kind-hearted than anyone he ever met.

He longed to catch your eye and make you laugh but certain feelings were starting to stew inside him whenever he caught your friends talking to you especially if they were putting their hands on your beautiful body and even if they did so casually it made him infuriated he believed that he should be the only one that should be graced by your presence not them

After all, you never knew their intentions but he had a gut feeling they weren't good they didn't love you they only loved you for your looks and looks alone but he loved everything about you and he didn't know why but alas he had friends who were close to you those friends being Brian and Tim his colleague's since high school 

However, he had to obtain your affection and warmth to protect you so he wormed his way into your dating life because he had known your crush had his dark secrets that he cheated on his exes and he just couldn't let this snake wrap his suffocating coil and sink his poisonous fangs into you for his esteem 

So to resolve this fear of his he followed him home in the dark and threatened to shoot him if he didn't avoid you like a plague but without his knowledge, he didn't know that he was being watched by none other than Tim who mentally noted with haste that he's not the only one who took a liking to you and strolled out of Jay's sight before he could notice him

Relief washed over as he went back to his secret home surrounded by woods away from his lonely college dorm comforted by the fact that the guy that tried to use you had been put in his rightful place now thanks to him all he had to worry about now was the fact that his other friends also shared a connection with you that was too close for his liking 

You were his everything now and while he still cherished his friends he wasn't going to let either of them have you even if it put him in danger of course you only saw the good in people and that would include Tim and Brian which he would grow to admire but it would also make him nervous but despite that he knows you love him and he had to make a move quickly to prove he's the only right one for you

Oh how he longed to be anything that would make you happy and today being Valentine's day he promised himself this was going to be the day he asks you out and you'll say yes or at least he certainly hoped you would he grabbed a few things from the store some gifts he hoped would win your appreciation but he had a thought cropped in his mind what if you rejected him and if you did do such a thing how distraught he would be 

He waved away those thoughts in his mind trying to convince himself he played his cards right after all he frightened any competition away from you while making sure to be by your side at every moment you needed him the thought of your gentle voice accepting his confession of love made his uneasy mind now calm and focused 

Once he reached the school province he took the bag of gifts consisting of chocolates of your favorite brand and bouquets of lovely crimson flowers that are a symbol of his love for you he was finally ready to be your lover and he sure as hell hoped you were too as that thought passed his mind he peeked his head around the corner to your dorm 

What he saw made his blood boil and felt a violent sensation he couldn't understand at the time and what he witnessed was Tim brushing his lips against your while caressing your cheek with his rough hand you weren't flinching away but rather leaning in into the troublesome kiss he didn't know Tim could do this he thought he made it clear that she belonged to him

Tim look so entranced by the way your chest raised and fell in sync with his own as he leaned closer with his arm bending above your head caging you against your dorm door 

While Jay was peaking he noticed that Tim had a card with a heart placed on in front of it in one of his hands 

He quickly pieced together that he had gotten to you first before him as he felt despair overwhelm him why did you have to love Tim of all people he quickly grabbed the gifts and descended the stairs as quickly and quietly as possible at the same time he felt hot tears stain his bitter cheeks that day he drove back to his home weeping 

But as he stepped inside an environment of misery following behind him as he sat down on the sofa he didn't think he'd have the guts to kill Tim but little did he know that someone else was in the room with him that individual being Tim and although he didn't want to admit it

Tim planned to kill Jay ever since he witnessed him threaten to kill his old crush since you confessed about liking him which was a big mistake on your part but Tim was glad Jay took care of him but now he had to kill Jay but he acknowledges he didn't want to at all but Tim was afraid of what Jay was capable of when it comes to his unstableness

He knew Jay was infatuated with you and that he's been getting more and more unusual as you continued to spend time with him and he started to dissociate with Brian and Tim which was starting to get concerning because Jay was starting to become extra dependent on your affection to distract him from all the chaos going on in his life

But Jay himself was starting to take drastic measures to prove himself to you and Tim never thought Jay could be capable of violence but he's seen firsthand that he the man that he thought wouldn't harm an insect was contemplating murder out of love 

 

So with guilt, he grabbed his firearm and stared as Jay slowly was lured into a deep slumber he slowly opened the oak closet door so that it was vastly ajar and he tiptoed quietly towards Jays sleeping form beads of sweat was beginning to form on his forehead

Once he loomed over the trembling man's resting figure his silhouette casting a shadow over him his hands shook as he raised the revolver to Jay's temple and his finger was on the trigger there was a small click followed by a thunderous bang 

The gory sight of Jay would be etched into his mind for the rest of his life but it would be worth it to protect you but he had to admit it he for some reason felt relief in his mind and another feeling that was off it was a euphoric adrenaline rush he noticed that he was still shaking and realized that he should evade the scene as quickly as possible back to you

You were sleeping so soundly in Tims dorm and Hoodie thought your sleeping form was so beautiful so vulnerable he's been watching you for a while through Brian and he thought this would be the perfect moment to steal you away after he saw the note Tim wrote a letter to you inviting you to come to his place for valentines day 

How romantic of him too bad Hoodies going to whisk you away now he recalls seeing you and Tim go on a dinner date in Tim's kitchen he prepared your favorite dish the reason he knows this was because he placed cameras in more secretive places to check on Tim and his episodes when he would become Masky and go out to do God knows what 

Hoodie knew Tim was trying to keep he alter personality a secret from you as well as hide his more obsessive side when he would become Masky he would stalk you and take pictures of you going about your day and attach it to his wall later to look at when Tims feeling emotional which Tim had to compile in a box the day previously so you wouldn't freak out at him

Which Hoodie would probably have to steal along with you was a thought that came across his mind as he prepared a syringe with an unknown liquid inside of it from underneath Tims mattress he watched the scruffy brunette man got up and picked up a revolver from the drawer with his pale hands and walked out making sure to keep the gun hidden from anyone's view 

Once he was out of sight propped up upon his shoulders he began crawling out from under the bed as quietly as possible as not to disturb your sleep as he stood up gazing upon your softly snoring form as he was searching for the perfect spot to prick your neck with the fluid once he found it he punctured the soft flesh injecting the liquid in your bloodstream you awoke for a second not long enough to examine him but only to be held down by the powerful man as he clasped his rough fingers around your both your wrist 

"Shhhhhhh [Name.] baby just relax" he mumbled somewhat gently with a smug smile etched on his face, his thoughts instantly twisting into ideas of what he was going to do to you when you finally got back to where you truly belonged. "Everything is going to be just fine."

As soon as the drug invaded your mind and your world faded once again at the same time he hastily took you into his arms and started his journey back to his abandoned cabin into the darkness of the night and when he reached his own home he settled you in the bed in his room with ropes gripping your hands attached to the old oak foundation of the bed as he snuggled into your warm body once he was feeling bold as the night proceeded

"I've been wanting to do this for a fucking real long time." He mutters under his breath into the crook of the cozy soft flesh of your neck "Best part is that he doesn't know where I live so he can't take you away."

Tim didn't know what the hell could've happened while he visited Jay but all he knew was that something was wrong and now you were missing with no signs clues of to where you might be it was only when he found a note under the blankets with just three words that made his blood run cold 

She's mine now

Now he knew has an idea of who could've done it Brian has been strange as well lately by giving death glares to him when Tim tries to flirt with you not only that but he seemed to be more encouraging of Jay's stalkerish behavior Tim now realized the mistake he made earlier by leaving you alone to murder Jay before he could murder him Tim believed the only reason Brian was nudging Jay to stalk you was to get Jay to stop bothering him and let him live in peace but now that Jay was dead there was no other suspect left but Brian 

As he was piecing together what could've transpired he heard a buzzing coming from his cell phone he took the phone in his hand while the faint glow of light was still emanating when the device as he saw the message from none other than Brian with a string of numbers possibly coordinates to his location where he kidnapped you from him while he was busy

His breath started to get more uneven with his eyes dilating out of fear while thoughts flew past his mind about your safety he was started to hold himself with his hands gripping diagonally at his upper arms while the fabric of his flannel creased as a reaction to his strength he started to tremble not out of distress but resentment his knuckles started transforming into a snowy white from how hard he was clenching his fist

His mind was beginning to feel fuzzy as his own thoughts were starting to get quiet but the static in his mind was getting only louder followed by a loud booming voice that was starting to overtake him again but this time he welcomed it as he didn't know what other actions he could take

Once it finally overtook him a sinister simile was plastered upon his parched slips he was going to get you back and slaughter Brian as atonement for stealing you and maybe keep you in the cabin away from the violence and then he would fix everything thus you would belong to him

"Fuck Brian you know I'd do anything to protect [Name.] anything for her to be mine." He growled under his breath, eyes now focused on the porcelain mask with dark circles around its eyes with eyes knitted up in what appears to be suprise and pitch jet lips on the wall he told you was just for decoration "You're about to regret what you've just done." He remarks followed by a deep huskier chuckle

He clutches his handgun yet again and sets off on a search to locate the coordinates stepping into his vehicle and sliding in the keys before turning it to start the engine and pulling out of the college campus parking lot now focusing on the road in front of him and driving into the nightfall as to not be discerned by anybody 

When he finally reached the trail to the cabin he started sprinting his way to whatever location Brian had sent him he had no time to waste following a trail of footprints of crunched leaves and snapped twigs on the surface of the ground floor when he finally reached the window of the cabin he stood and pressed an ear to listen for activity in case Brian was preparing an ambush for him in one of the rooms 

He heard the sound of a struggle and the sounds of thuds something else that he couldn't quite make out but it was still extremely worrying 

Bam...bam...bam! "AARGH!"  followed by a thunderous crackling of somebody he couldn't make out the voices clearly but he could at least assume what's occurring...what if it was Brian hurting you because you did something that made him extremely furious if that were the case he'd have to come and rescue you but at the same time he'd have to keep his alter ego a secret to avoid your concern for him

He quickly wrapped his fingers around a nearby rock and launched it directly at the cabin glass window instantly shattering it to sharp pieces and stepping through it carefully and at that moment he could make out masculine yells coming from the room in front of him now he is certain the voice wasn't actually you much to his relief 

As he more steps towards the door intertwining his fingers against the knob of the old wooden door and twisting while at the same time putting his strength against the ancient oak entryway he could still make out another familiar yet unknown voice furiously screaming along with Brian shouting among all the commotion which fueled his yearning to harm Brian for bringing both you and him into his annoying scheme even moree

Then as he walked inside the miserable room with the white paint heavily chipping away following that sight he witnessed Brian in a vibrant orange yellowish hoody stained in certain places with what appears to be blood along with a pitch-black fabric mask covering the entirety of his head beside the hood that was pulled over his head another thing he noticed on the material placed on Brian's face was a red frown along with crimson pinpoint dots for eyes additionally just plain worn out jeans that looked to be somewhat dirty he realized that this wasn't actually Brian but his alter ego whose name was unmistakably known to him as hoodie but he was still going to execute him nonetheless for possibly harming you 

But the other figure straddling Brian clutching a cell phone above him  looked somewhat familiar with a coffee brown leather jacket with a black hood that was also above his head he noticed the man's jacket happens to also be tinted in particular spots with that easily recognizable red liquid in addition to this he wore a mask that resembled that of a skeleton with two rows of square teeth and dark circles on both of the holes where his eyes would be with eyebrows that looked to be expressing with curiosity 

"Give me back my phone right now you fucker!" Brian hissed eyes glaring up at the man on above of him trying to get to pry the man off him "And get the fuck off of me!" He added with a hint of irritation 

"SHE'S MINE SHE'S MINE YOU CAN'T HAVE HER SHE'S MINE!" The man snarled in an outrage his tone obviously hysterical as he raised his other fist preparing to hit Hoodie with a flurry of punches aimed at his already bloody face

As Masky stepped closer to the scene there was a painfully audible creak and both men stopped for a second before their head began tilting over to Masky's direction than the mysterious man spoke his words flowing out of his mouth like fluid 

"Well...well...well remember me?" He implored Masky swiftly changing his tone from outrage to relaxed while staring at him intently still with that emotionless mask whilst Hoodie kept swatting for the man to get off of him 

"No who the hell are you and did you send me that text." He questions feeling himself getting more disgruntled with this confusing situation he opens his mouth to speak once again "And where is [Name.] What did you do to her!?" His eyes gaze directly at the unusual man 

"Oh, you don't recall me, your friend? that you shot dead in my own home!" The man glares and scowls at Masky the unpleasant memory started to rise in his mind again "You took my love then you took my life and now I'm back for vengeance" 

"Jay?" Masky grumbled, "there's no way I killed you, why aren't you dead?!" He shouted his mind racing with questions maybe he was just hallucinating this whole predicament 

"Close im Skully, but about your little question I'd rather not answer that." Skully answered back Hoodie now was panting under him from a combination of him being crushed under his weight and his failed attempts to injure Skully with his sore bloody knuckles

 

Hoodie was beginning to feel lightheaded from only getting to inhale so much oxygen just when he thought he was about to black out Skully stood up with his eyes boring into Maskys then Skully spoke

"I'm going to...kill you then I'll kill hoodie then she'll be mine all mine." Skully's breathing started to hitch and become heavier like a bear's breathing as he slowly took a step towards Masky "it's going to be all okay everything's going to be fine it's about to be the way it should be."

You started to thrash around in your bounds fortunately to you it was becoming looser you tried to observe the darkness of the environment around you to tried to find a way to escape back to safety there were windows but they were boarded up but there was an old door which caught your eye as you limped over to it still sore from the burns of the rope that felt like a harsh heat

As you wrapped your hand around the knob and pushed you heard the conversation of people in the next room so then out of curiosity you put your ear to the door you could make out a thickly deep voice and some the sounds of some light coughing along with Tims's voice which filled you with both relief and fear

Because on one hand, Tim is here to save you from this place but on the other what if he got wounded by that other man after thinking about what to do in this situation for a minute that felt like an eternity you decided it would be best to step into the room help Tim beat that man and escape with his help and call the authorities

As you stepped into the room everybody peered in your direction you caught a good look at them one being Tim with his dark brown hair and yellow jacket and worn jeans and a white mask covering his face with what looks to have dark lips and circles encasing the holes meant for the eyes the man in front him looked a bit similar 

He has a tan leather jacket with a raven black hood and the same worn pants and a white mask white rectangular teeth and the same dark circles around the eyes as Tims but this time with the same eyebrows settled in a surprised manner in your direction as if they were startled by you waltzing in the room

And then finally there was that easily recognizable sound of Brian's roughly breathing you heard in your sleep but right now he was on the floor laid flat with blood with a yellow orangish cloth hood along with ordinary jeans and a black cover mask with crimson red frown and two dots for eyes above it

"What's going on! who are you?" You questioned loudly, eyes flickering around the room. you were wondering why they were in costumes was Tim in on this sick circumstance?

"I'm here for you my beloved and im Jay but...in a different form," he announced casually as he made a fist and pointed his thumb to his face "My names now Skully" 

You were confused because Skully didn't look like Jay whatsoever he was taller and his voice was a lot deeper almost in a chilling way and his figure looked to be more stronger than Jay with his broad shoulders but the only thing that was the same about him was the way he spoke 

"[Name.] Give me a minute to deal with him. I won't be needing your help." Masky sighs casually trying to weave away in his mind to distract Skully so your as least scared as possible 

"That's quite a rude way to talk." Skully quickly brought out his hand and grabbed his pocket knife from out of his jean pocket while using his other hand to clench Masky's throat blocking his airways while Masky started making choking sounds trying to struggle out of his grasp 

"If you kill him I won't ever love you!" You blurted out of desperation trying to save your lover from getting his throat slashed from Skully's blade your eyes now are being focused on Tims trembling body

Skully faltered at this his breathing now became even more intense then he dropped Tim with a dull thud then he started to clutch his arms and rocked himself ever so slightly back and forth in an attempt to comfort himself from your words

While Skully was distracted Hoodie who was now back to full willpower  hastily got up as quick as possible and clenched Skullys knife from behind and had it now hovering over Skullys throat Hoodie didn't say a word and just when he was about to make the slit you perked up

"No, don't kill him either for the love of God!" You cried out you didn't believe that what Skully possibly done was right but that doesn't mean you want him to perish you took a quick breather before continuing "Don't or else I be able to love you either" 

Instead of trying to comfort himself in an attempt to forget your words he just gave a disappointed sigh and slowly backed away from Skully while he raised his hands in surrender secretly smirking under his mask now comforted that you saved him

Masky was now staring at Hoodie already reaching in his pocket for his handgun but before he could you interrupted "That goes the same for you too Tim."

And with that, he stopped in his tracks and looked from Hoodie to you with a blank stare so you couldn't be able to get a read with how upset he was that you would say such a thing especially when it was Hoodie that did this to you and dragged him into it 

"Actually I got an idea," Hoodie speaks enthusiastically eyeing everyone in the room chuckling as ideas resurfacing in his head then smirking to himself "If [Name.] Hates it when we're at each other's throats then let's just share her"

Skully had a thousand-yard expression yard stare then he uttered "Actually as much as I hate sharing I'd rather share than be genuinely despised by my sweetheart."

"I'm going to be honest I'm tired of me and [Name.] Getting stressed by college and...I would rather spend more time with her" Masky spoke softly yet reluctantly while his eyes glanced at yours lovingly "And I'd prefer not to kill my friends despite what they've done" 

your lips started to depart to talk attempting to sound stern but your voice came out meek "I'm not sure about this." Your stare now focused on the floor and not any of the men in front of you who on the other hand were staring right into your eyes

Now your mind was frantic on one side how are you supposed to split your affection between three of the closest people in your life all the time and also you loved Jay and Brian as a friend and maybe Tim as a lover but you didn't want them to be at each other's throats especially Skully since he appeared to be tougher than the other two men another thing to note is that all three of them could easily hurt you although you can sense that they didn't want to

But what if they forced you into this scenario if you resisted would they punish you or your family so with that last thought in mind you decided it would be best to accept their offer after all it would be selfish to have somebody dying just because you resisted their demented obsession with you and after all…maybe you'll learn to love them over time

So trying to hide the anxiety in your voice and the heat on your cheeks you spoke loudly enough for them to hear "I've decided that your offer is for the best so I'll accept." their face lit up at your words

Skully was the first one to step towards you at a slow pace as he wrapped his arms under your own in a warm tight embrace whilst he put his chin atop your soft hair 

Then Hoodie came trapping you in a side hug nestling into your shoulder while you could feel him against your skin grinning ear to ear through the mask 

Then there was Masky who came up from behind and settled his rough hands down on your shoulders then he bent down to kiss the back of your neck which made you jolt in surprise in response to this he just chuckled then he bent down and put his arms under your legs and swept you off your feet while the other two men backed off now carrying you bridal style 

Then he started to head back into the bedroom where you woke up in taking the lead while the other two followed then setting you down gently atop the soft oak bed while Hoodie reached for something underneath the bed much to your dismay while you were caged in the middle of the bed between Skully and Masky then Hoodie stood up with a syringe in hand while Masky snaked his arms over yours so that your arms were to your side and you were pulled flush against him feeling him purring against your neck while Skully began to stroke your hair with one hand in an attempt to calm you while his other hand was tracing patterns on your thigh

Hoodie slowly came on top of the mattress putting a finger to his lips while silently shushing you not to struggle as you felt the familiar prick of your skin as your sight began to fade and turn black 

"Shhhh love you made the right choice we're so glad but now is the time you get your rest." Was the last thing you heard from Masky's lips before you fell into a deep sleep.

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Alpha! Izuku Midoriya x Omega! Reader (Ft.Omega! Ochako)

ANd I saId AhHaHHAHHA AHHHAHHA 

I SaID HeY WhaT’s GOiNg On~~~~

I’m as useless as the G in lasagna on this page I swear.

 I also swear I’m super sorry for the inactivity but I’ve been going on hardcore isolation for four weeks (FUcK TruDEaU HaS A CaCTUs DILdO In My AsS) and I’m losing motivation fast, but I’ll try to get some asks done as soon as possible!

Anyway-

I now present my first attempt at a fic on this page-

Warning! Cheating and alpha heart break. Poor IzUwU.

Heartbreak kid

He knew deep down that she wasn’t the omega for him. He knew it, his inner alpha knew it, hell, he was sure deep down, even she knew it. But something in them kept them together. Neither were sure as to what is was, but it raged like an angry forest fire in both of them, keeping them at each others side even if they knew that something- no, someone- was out there, just aching to be a better match. 

Izuku knew he didn’t want to keep this relationship going, but the girl -He’d say omega, but that would imply his alpha viewed her as such, when in reality,it barely saw her as a person- was adamant on keeping him within arms reach. But lately, it’s taken such a turn, not even the alpha was sure he could keep up. 

Her nest was no longer an acceptable zone, the male not even allowed within a fifteen feet radius of the nest of bed sheets and pillows, her purrs no longer rang throughout the room whenever he cuddled with her, hell, cuddling alone- something both alphas and omegas needed- was so rare, Izuku was shocked beyond words. 

“Are you okay?”

 The words broke his train of though as the sudden coldness of ink disappeared from his bicep. Bright (E/C) orbs peaked up at him, bangs of (H/C) intruding every so often before she brushed them away. Her scent was vanilla sweet and surrounded him so nicely, making purrs erupt from deep within his chest. Her own purrs echoed around him reciprocation, making his alpha yip in joy. 

“I guess. Just thinking...”

The (H/C)ette hummed, resuming her work on his bicep. Somehow the omega below him convinced him to allow her to draw and doodle all over his arm, using skin safe markers of course, acting therapeutic in a way to both of them. 

“About Uraraka?”

He nodded as his purrs immediately softened, nearly disappearing completely. The click of the marker cap shutting tightly rung through his ears but, he remained stoic, eyes tracing over line after line etching onto his arm. Beautiful orchids and leaves trailed up and down his upper arm, highlighting the muscles he worked so hard to get. She even went as far as incorporating the scars into part of the piece of work, making them look like veins trailing up and down the petals of a primrose- the centerpiece of the artwork. The peice was beautiful in every way, and if he could, he’d get it tattoo’d permanently. Hell, his inner alpha was debating buying a tattoo machine just so he could have it done permanently. 

The soft hand on his un-inked arm brought his attention full circle once more, his emerald orbs snapping forward to meet (E/C) ones. Her facial features were lax and calm, and made him smile.  Her mouth moved but he couldn’t hear the words coming out of her mouth. He was too busy watching her facial features, how her eyes shined with whatever she was saying, brows raising in the cutest way, he barely even saw her stop talking. 

“-Zuku? Izuku? Izuku!” 

The alpha shook his head at the sound of his name, quickly flushing red as she giggled, waving him off as he furiously apologized. When he shyly asked her to repeat himself she did so with little hesitation. Thinking back, if he had done the same to his now girlfriend, she’d snap at him.

“I was saying that maybe you and Uraraka should have a movie night tonight. Maybe some time alone would do you both some good. I could help you set up!” Your smile was bright and it made Izuku’s inner alpha whimper at the thought of him and Uraraka alone. He wanted to have movie night with you. Laughing with you as you flawlessly recited lyric after lyric, holding you when the climax of the movie would hit and you would inevitably feel sympathetic for the main character, carrying you to bed after you fell asleep during the credits, cuddling with you until day break. All of these things were things he wanted to do with you. Not her. 

Nodding, he followed you into the dorms (Both of you sitting on the outside porch for some fresh air), thinking back onto his relationship with the brunette. She had asked him to scent something for her about two months back, and he was overjoyed. His inner alpha couldn’t care less, as he had already seen you as his omega, but Izuku knew deep down he wouldn’t get that chance. You were gorgeous in every way and he adored you for your kind hearted attitude. He adored you. But that was a far away fantasy in his mind so he settled for Uraraka. 

In the first few days, his alpha completely ignored the omega, only recently coming around to even think about her as a suitable omega; and then it was if a flip was switched and they were all back at square one. But this wasn’t his alpha’s fault. Uraraka changed completely, making even Izuku question if he wanted to keep the relationship going. And he was going to break things with her, but he didn’t have a reasonable excuse. 

No matter, maybe he could rekindle this dying light with your help. 

Or so he thought. Watching as your skipping form abruptly stopped at the kitchen entrance. His brows furrowed as his alpha pushed to the surface, immediately rushing to your side. His heart dropped at the sight. 

Iida and Uraraka were hurriedly trying to clean themselves up, the appearance of you obviously disrupting their previous activities (Izuku shuddering at  thought of what that could be. But between their disheveled hair and clothes, he could make a pretty good guess). His alpha was snarling wildly and growling, begging to be let out and put that damned omega in her place. Playing with an alpha like that was shameful that in olden days, it was punishable by death. 

But Izuku knew that would nothing but scare you, and he didn’t want that. So sucking up his tears and clearing his throat, he merely let the alpha relish in the look of horror that crossed their faces.  Clutching his hands into fists, he growled lowly before opening his mouth to speak. Yet the words he heard weren’t his. 

They were yours.

“You pitiful excuse of an omega! How in the world could you even think about cheating on an alpha, let alone one as sweet as Izuku?!” You spat the words, snarling as you stepped forward, anger apparent in your words, actions and scent. “Your pathetic doing so! I’m so ashamed of your actions, you almost make me ashamed to be an omega. God, there aren’t enough words in any language to describe how inexcusable your actions have been, much less disgraceful.”

You snapped viciously before turning to face Iida. “And you! How could you do this to one of your best friends?! This is deplorable and surely is enough to tarnish the Iida family name don’t you think?!”

The shocked look the two gave you was enough for you to deem this a triumphant victory before pulling Izuku, who looked seconds away from breaking down to his room. You watched as he let the rivers upon rivers of tears escape the corners of his eyes, eventually leaving him to his own devices, as an angry and upset alpha was also an unpredictable one.

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Five days. It had been five days since anyone had seen Izuku. You left him food by his door everyday for every meal, praying he was eating it. Since the stench of death wasn’t constantly wafting from his room, you would say he was. 

You had been in his room once within those five days, hoping to collect the dishes he was obviously compiling. He let you in, but holy shit did he look like death hit him with an iron mallet. His hair was greasy and his shirt had stains all over it; eyes puffy from days of crying. It made your omega whine in agony. You ended up making him a makeshift nest that day before leaving with the dishes. 

Right now, you were wishing you had stayed with him though. Recovery girl and Aizawa stood in front of you, each looking incredibly disappointed.

Uraraka had challenged you to a fight in the middle of the night, and with your omega still being incredibly angry at her, you didn’t get the chance to decline. It had been a long and tedious battle- mainly because she just wouldn’t give up- but you won in the end; with a price however. 

Your eye was swollen and turning darker by the second and the bottom right of your lower jaw was bandaged, and you had numerous other bandages covering cuts all over your body (She had thrown you through a window). 

“I’m sure you both realize how incredibly foolish this was-”

“Y/N!” 

Your head snapped up at the sound of your name, green hair quickly entering your line of vision as a body collided with yours. Pain seared through your side but you pushed through it, just happy to see the alpha out of his room. Your omega purred loudly before you could stop it, Izuku holding you close to his chest, almost in fear of letting you go. A small cough from the male teacher behind you quickly made him let go, but he still kept a hand on your shoulder. 

He sat silently as Aizawa dealt out reprimendments and  punishments, turning to you once more after he left.

If you thought he looked bad before, he looked much worse now. Bags set under his eyes, heavy and deep, and his eyes were much more bloodshot. Tear tracks reflected off of the light above you and you could see the nearly gone remnants of the drawing on his arm. 

You didn’t get to ponder more on it before he laid his head on top of yours, hiccuping as his breaths came in short gulps of air. It didn’t seem as if he were crying, but you’ve been wrong before. 

“Please. Never do that again. When I heard you got into a fight, I- I thought I had failed you again and you were seriously hurt.” His voice cracked, but his arms remained firm, keeping you tightly against him. 

“What about me, Deku?” That very voice. The one that started this mess seemed to make Izuku grip you even tighter.

“What about you?” For a normally docile alpha, the growl that escaped him would send shivers down even Bakugo’s spine. You arms instinctively wrapped around the alpha’s ribs as you nuzzled into his chest. You know he’d never hurt you, but your omega would be damned if he wasn’t surrounding by his scent right this minute. 

He purred lowly before turning his head to face the brunette beside you two, “I trusted you, Uraraka. And you broke that trust. As far as I’m concerned your nothing but a classmate right now. Maybe one day, we could rebuild a friendship, but I don’t see that day happening anytime soon. I may be partially to blame for trusting you so easily, but even then, cheating on me in downright implorable, even for a villain. You destroyed our friendship, destroyed our relationship and tried fighting Y/N. If you knew what was good for you, you’d shut up and leave me and my omega alone right now.”

Without another word, Izuku picked you up bridal style, quickly carrying you out of Recovery girl’s office. 

Deep down, you both knew he wasn’t ready for a relationship just yet- it would take a while for him to get over the harsh reality of a heartbreak. But now, Izuku could look forward knowing you were there to help him on his journey, and when he was ready...

You’d be waiting with open arms and a smile on your face.

#Izuku #izuku midoriya #izuku x reader #alpha izuku #alpha izuku x omega reader #alpha izuku midoriya #alpha izuku midoriya x omega reader #alpha midoriya #Omega #alpha/beta/omega #alpha/beta/omega verse #alpha/beta/omega AU #Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics #bnha #alpha-bnha #alpha bnha boys #alpha bnha x omega reader #alpha bnha boys x omega reader

[barbasbodaciousbeard]

Here We Are as in Olden Days

Summary: When Rafael Barba returned to New York, he’d spent three years putting in the work to come home to the only real relationship he’d ever known. When he learned there was a little girl sleeping upstairs, he immediately knew she was his. When Rebecca gave him the option to do Christmas with his little family, he couldn’t refuse, even if it was as Mr. Barba.

Pairings: Rafael Barba x OC

First Part - Second Part

A/N: Here’s a Christmas conclusion. I know who I am. There will probably be stand alones later. 

Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Let your heart be light. From now on, our troubles will be out of sight.

“Mommy, who’s this?” a little girl with a mass of dark curls and wide green eyes asked as he came into the living room. Who he could only assume were Al and Rodney watched him from the kitchen, and he shifted nervously as Catalina inspected him.

“This is mommy’s friend, Mr. Barba,” Rebecca smiled softly, a gentle hand on his arm. They’d talked for hours the night before, Rafael only slipping out the door as the sun rose on Christmas Eve. And he’d told her every thing. Not like he had before, no. This time, he told her how he felt as he left. The way his heart clenched every time he thought of her, but he knew he had to be the man she deserved. He even told her the insecurities and triggers and coping mechanisms he’d learned in therapy before detailing the Householder case and his subsequent trial. He thought he’d be coming home to just her though. Then, he cried, reverently looking at each photo in the compilations she handed him. Her name was Catalina, yes for his abuelita. They make the same faces when they’re angry, mouths set in a firm line as they looked to the ceiling. He saw the proof. 

Al didn’t think she should give him a chance so easily, but Rafael was grateful she’d given him the option to attend Christmas Eve as Mr. Barba instead of dad and escorting the pair to midnight mass. Mami was in Florida, or she’d have given him hell for the way he changed in and out of chinos and button downs and sweaters and blazers, desperate to make a good impression on everyone present. That blazer? Too snug now, he couldn’t play with Catalina if she asked. The sweater? Not festive enough to put together gifts from Santa when they got back from mass. Instead, he came in a dark red fair isles sweater Rebecca had gotten him when they were together, slacks and a button down still present. He was torn on a blazer, wearing it only because he’d gotten so used to being in a three piece suit when he was in New York. Adjusting to the casual attire he’d gotten so fond of in Iowa felt wrong when he was here. 

“Hi, Mr. Barba,” she said giving him a shy wave. “I’m Cat.”

“It’s nice to meet you Cat,” he smiled, kneeling. “Your mami is putting your present under the tree, but I got treats.” 

He pulled out a bag of soft chocolate covered salted caramels. When Rebecca told him they had the same taste in sweets, he’d hurried to the shop as he ran the last minute errands to ensure he could spoil her at least a little. There had also been flowers for Rebecca. He knew she cared, but what flowers meant I really love you, expect nothing in return, and am sorry for everything? The florist had happily taught him. Colors were first. What did he was to say? Apparently white meant unity and pureness of new love, but he was assured that if they paired white with pink that meant apology and poetic romance, they shouldn’t come on too strong. They stayed away from roses, feeling they were too romantic this early on, but went with lilies, humility and devotion, and tulips, new beginnings and peace. Was Rafael Barba certain anything the older woman told him was true? No. But he bought a card, writing her a letter of explanation and gratitude within. It was foreign for him. Rebecca loved handwritten letters and their sentimentality, but he hated the way his shaky hand always gave away his nerves so he didn’t write them. He did for her this time, though, and he signed it Always yours, Rafael in shaky, loopy letters at the bottom.

“Can I have one?” she whispered, delighting in the secrecy. He caught Rebecca’s eye, winking as he gave one to Catalina. Nervous he’d have chosen wrong and she could choke, he sat with his legs splayed in front of him to watch her. 

“Don’t tell mami. We don’t want to spoil your dinner.”

“Mama said not to take candy from strangers.”

“Then ask mami. That’s very smart of you, mija.”

“Mommy!” she called over her shoulder. “Can Mr. Barba give me candy?”

“He can, angel.”

“Mommy! What does mija mean?”

“Sweetheart. Mr. Barba learned Spanish at home. Like Jose’s family does.”

“Mommy said I can take candy from you,” she whispered. “I didn’t tell her we’re gonna eat it now.”

“Very sneaky,” he chuckled as she took it. As kids are prone to do, she sucked on the soft caramel, soon covered in sticky sugar and melted chocolate. He gave her one more before he tucked the bag away, and Rebecca was suddenly struck by how different he was being. She’d seen him near kids before, but when they got sticky and grimy, he’d keep away. They threatened the composed, clean version of himself he projected. Now he didn’t flinch as sticky hands fisted his blazer, certain to leave prints if he didn’t work on it now. Instead, he picked up Catalina and sat her on the counter in the kitchen. He didn’t think to help her wash her own hands, instead using a damp cloth to carefully wipe her hands and mouth. When she ran back to the living room as though nothing happened, he dabbed at the sugary stain, shrugging at Rebecca when it didn’t come out. 

“I like this stress free version of you,” she said softly, pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek. He hadn’t expected it, smiling

“I want to leave that part of me in the past. I worked hard to become what you deserve. I’m not sure I’m there yet.”

“You seem more relaxed. I’d say our troubles will be out of sight. It’s a fresh start, Rafael.”

“You mean that, Becs?”

“I do. I’m willing to forget it all. We’ll get you into her life.”

“If we don’t get together again, I understand. Or if I’m always Mr. Barba.”

“I know. But I want both of those things with time.”

Here we are as in olden days, happy golden days of yore. Faithful friends who are dear to us gather near to us once more

He smiled as Catalina bounded across the living room. The red of her Christmas dress matched his sweater and Rebecca’s shoes. The thick satin belt was in a bow, and he helped her bundle into her scarf, coat, and hat. It was nice to bundle her up; it made him feel like he was getting to do some of the raising already. Rebecca looked elegant, as always, in green plaid slacks, belted to nip in her waist with a cream sweater. He stared at her as Catalina stood by his side while he put on his own coat, scarf, and gloves. Her hand found his, and his eyes went wide as he looked up Rebecca. He grinned as the little girl took Rebecca’s hand in her other and pulled him towards the door. Rebecca could’ve cried as they walked to the church, feeling like things were going to be okay for the first time in a while. 

After a block, Catalina had feigned exhaustion until Rafael picked her up and settled her on his hip. It was the little girl’s favorite move. She preferred being carried to walking, but this was a sign she had already accepted Rafael as part of their family unit. It was usually only Rebecca, Al, Rodney, and the secretary at the school who gave her candies who were allowed to hold her, and she certainly never laid her head on the shoulder of the secretary. That meant he’d been even more accepted than just as the bringer of salted caramel. 

Rebecca helped Catalina out of the hat, coat, and scarf as she stood on the pew. As she did, Rafael stood beside her and laid each article over his arm. He took hers as well before un-bundling himself and sitting with Catalina in between them. Rebecca didn’t miss the protective arm he slung over the back of the pew as he listened to Catalina chatter happily about everyone around them. Both adults could both feel eyes on him, Catalina oblivious. This was their regular church before he left, and the little old ladies refused to understand he hadn’t known he was leaving her pregnant. Several of them also disagreed the day he was found not guilty. Now they could see him smiling down at the little girl they’d all grown so protective of. And she’d let him hold her? Each had tried and failed, Catalina wiggling from their arms to hide behind her mother’s legs.

“Everything okay?” he asked softly as Catalina drew in the notebook Rebecca had brought her.

“They’re all staring. We aren’t their business.”

“The abuelitas will gossip, Becs. We’ll get through that easy.”

“I just know they’re making assumptions about you.”

“Maybe. But you know what? You and Cat are happy, so they can say whatever they’d like. All I care about is you two. ”

“Mrs. Garcia is probably mad you got to hold her.”

“Is that not normal?”

“No. Welcome to the elite club. With you, we’re at five.”

“Really?” He had that genuine smile again, the one that crinkled his eyes. Before, he’d only ever let her see it in the privacy of their apartments or the backseat of cars. She was happy to see it here, sat beside their daughter at the midnight service she came to each year, their matching green eyes looking over at her.

“Yeah. We both are really glad you’re here, Mr. Barba.” 

“I’m glad to be here. Te extrañe, hermosa.”

“I missed you too,” she said softly, and he didn’t miss the tinge of melancholy in her voice as her hand smoothed Catalina’s hair. His hand slid off the pew to rest on her shoulder, giving a reassuring squeeze she knew meant I’m right here. She didn’t want to wallow in what he missed, so she chose to refocus. “You know what you get to do tonight?”

“What?” 

“We never did S-A-N-T-A before.”

“Yeah? I get to?”

“You get to help me build everything.” 

He squeezed her shoulder before the organ music began. As they prayed, stood, knelt, and sang, he felt like he was where he was supposed to be. Catalina leaned on Rebecca, who was used to telling Catalina to stand and straightening her dress. As she leaned on Rafael, he’d wrap an arm around her, watching her as he sang hymns he’d long ago memorized. He’d missed so much that he wanted to absorb every second of being around her, still fearing he’d ruin the life he was getting the opportunity to ease into. It felt domestic and homey and like something he could look forward to each day, but he was still trying to accept holidays and church services may be all he got, despite the fact every signal was telling him the opposite. 

“Mr. Barba, you sing pretty,” Catalina whispered, and he smiled softly, looking down at her as he sang to her now. Catalina wrapped around his arm, and he adjusted his hold on the hymnal to let her hang on him. Rebecca had seen him with children before, and he’d always continued to try and seem polished and mature. She liked this version of Rafael, wearing his suit with a festive sweater and mussed hair. He didn’t care as little hands grasped at the fabric. The polished ADA was gone, and he was so delightfully human, messy in a way he hadn’t been before. The steeled edges had been dulled, and seeing him fuss over Catalina highlighted that. She was sure they’d tell Catalina if this continued into the first months of the new year.

“He’s back?” Mrs. Garcia asked after mass, catching Rebecca on the sidewalk as Rafael chatted with someone he recognized. She was pretty sure it was a detective, and she could hear Carisi, you let me tell people on my own being said in his scariest voice, hushed so as not to disturb the sleeping girl. Rafael had been happy to let her rest against his front, a hand spread protectively over her back to keep her upright. She snapped the picture she’d been trying to take, thankful Al was willing to give him enough of a chance to have taken pictures of Rebecca, Rafael, and Catalina as they all cooked dinner together.

“Yeah, he is,” she said fondly, not missing the face the older woman made. 

“Let’s hope she doesn’t get sick.” This was one of the moments Rebecca knew hurt and motherhood had steeled her resolve. She fixed the older woman with a glare, shaking her head.

“He did what he felt was right, Mrs. Garcia. You didn’t even read what happened, just the headline. He’s a good man, and I’d appreciate you getting your nose out of our business.” 

Rafael lifted his brow as she came back to his side, heart soaring as her arm slid around his waist. Carisi had left, and he had a feeling his secret would be safe. Would anyone believe him anyway? They walked back to her apartment in contented silence, her arm keeping around him. Al and Rodney had gone home, so he’d get to sleep on the fold out couch and be there when Catalina woke. With Rebecca’s guidance, he got Catalina tucked in, a proud smile on his face as he took his clothes into the bathroom to change. He met her at the couch, sweatpants slung low on his hips and the Harvard sweatshirt his mother had gotten him when his disintegrated after twenty years. 

“So, mami,” he grinned. “What first?”

“We’re building a train table, but instead of trains, it’ll have her stackers and puzzles and art stuff under it in baskets.”

“Perfect.” He kissed her temple before stretching and standing. She led him to the back closet, tugging out the flat pack with the table and all of its parts. Together, they unpacked it, and Rebecca was pleasantly surprised as he worked on the table. Anytime there had been manual labor to be done, he’d hired someone. Now, she watched as he carefully used the supplied allen wrench to put the table together as she sorted Catalina’s old toys into their new homes. His hair had all fallen over his forehead, tongue poking out from between his teeth as he tightened each screw. When he’d finished, she slid the baskets beneath it, grinning.

“Looks good, papi.” He snorted at the term, once only used when her voice was thick with lust. Now she said it affectionately, tucking herself under his arm as they sat on the floor in front of the table he’d built their child. 

“A brilliant idea, mami. Gives her space.”

“And a way to make a mess on something other than my carpet.”

“Even smarter.”

She stretched up, pressing a sweet, gentle kiss to his lips. His heart fluttered like it had since day one.  

Through the years, we all will be together if the fates allow, so hang a shining star upon the highest bough. Have yourself a merry little Christmas now.

As sun filtered in through the window, Rafael woke up in Rebecca’s bed. He stretched, memories of needy kisses and whispers of I’m sure, Rafael flooding back to him as he smiled softly against her shoulder. Rebecca pressed against him as she woke, and he hummed softly. She twisted until she was facing him, smiling up at him gently as her eyes opened. It was like every morning before he’d ruined things, and he felt Christmas spirit like he had never felt before. Gently, he pressed a kiss to her forehead as he wrapped his arms around her and rolled onto his back, her above him. 

“Morning,” she yawned, head on his chest as she relaxed against him.

“Morning, hermosa. Feliz Navidad.”

“Merry Christmas.” 

“How long do we have until we aren’t alone?”

“Probably not long.”

“I’ll make breakfast? You hop in the shower?”

“You don’t know what I have to cook.”

“I looked last night. I’d have cooked you breakfast any way. French toast or pancakes?”

“French toast,” she grinned, kissing him again. “But we eat in bed? We can’t sneak Santa if she goes down the stairs.”

“You got it.” Rafael stretched as he stood, and Rebecca watched him move around the room to get dressed. The ease with which he moved assuaged any worries he would end up freaking out in the morning. The morning after he’d said I love you, he’d been all frenetic energy. The new calm, collected Rafael was still at ease as he ran a hand through his hair and made his way downstairs. Rebecca took a shower, stealing the sweater he’d worn the night before from the duffel bag he’d left in the bathroom and getting into a pair of leggings. When she walked into Catalina’s room, she was dressed and sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Did Santa find us?” she whispered with wide eyes.

“He did. Mr. Barba is bringing us breakfast in mama’s bed. Then we’ll go see what Santa brought and open presents.” Catalina nodded seriously, letting her mother carry her into the bigger bed and stretching out beside her. Rafael was there soon, three plates and two mugs of coffee on a tray he’d dug up from the recesses of her kitchen. 

“Señor Barba probablemente no debería besar a mamá todavía, eh?” he teased lightly after kissing the top of Catalina’s head.

“Not yet,” she said softly, and he gave her a reassuring smile as their daughter dug into her food happily. 

“Entiendo mi amor.” She squeezed his hand, sipping her coffee. 

“Say thank you,” Rebecca smiled. 

“Thank you, Mr. Barba,” the little girl grinned. 

“Thank you, Rafael,” she smiled.

“I’m glad to cook for you two,” he said breezily. “I imagine we have years of Christmas mornings to come.”

“Me too.” When the empty plates were stacked on the tray and Catalina was buzzed on sugar hanging on Rafael, they made their way downstairs. Catalina clung to Rafael and Rebecca’s hands, determined to walk down the stairs on her own. She stuck her tongue between her teeth with her brow furrowed, the same look Rafael had made as he built the table that was waiting for her. 

“Mama! Mr. Barba! Santa got me a table like at daycare!”

“It’s very cool,” Rebecca grinned, phone out as she took pictures. Rafael knelt beside her.

“And look at that, mija! Your toys are all put away. Santa es sabio.”

“Sabio?” she asked, head tilted. 

“Wise. Smart.”

“He is! We don’t need to put toys away! Sabio Santa!” He sat by Rebecca on the couch as she played, accepting the offered cup of coffee gladly. A break to caffeinate was exactly what they’d need.

“Sabio papi,” she smiled softly. “To the first of many Christmases, papi.”

“To the first of many Christmases, mami.”

#rafael barba #rafael barba x oc #rafael Barba x reader #law and order special victims unit #law and order svu #writing

[broken-heroes-and-potatoes]

Hey, this may seem dumb and all but like can you have any of the bakusquad members comforting their reader after they faced some boy problems. I think itll really cheer my up. It’s all good if not :)

@teerama It’s not dumb at all, I’am sorry for the late reply I hope it’ll help you feel a little much better ♥ Your admin here is totally insomniac so if you want to talk about it, my private messages are open, Stay Strong! ♥

The news broke and stroke you like a dagger in the heart, this guy you’ve trusted, this relationship you put so much energy and effort in came crashing into pieces in front of you.

You didn’t know how to react nor what you were feeling, he was definitely a bastard for doing things that way and it let you, frustrated, devasted maybe angry if you dig enough under the layers of sorrow.

Anyways, there weren’t a lot of solution, you could lock yourself up in your room and exhaust you to the bones after hours of crying OR, you could relay on one of your friends and share the news with them..

Eijiro Kirishima - Physical comfort

- By the time you focused on what to do, a knock on your door was heard, you got up and as soon as you opened it, you fell face to face with a smiling Kirishima

- He caught you off guard, you weren’t prepared for a verbal exchange at that moment, and when his red hues stopped on your sad face, a wave of panic shook him.

- «Heeeey what’s wrong?» Oh Boi. The sound of his concern voice was enough to open the bag of your emotions and you weren’t able to hold it together, so you just hid your face in your hands and cried like a river

- He would push you inside, he hates to see you cry, slightly distraught, were you okay, obviously not, but, what happened, are you hurt, have you learn some really bad news, can he does something?

- He would give you the best comforting hug ever, letting you damp his shoulder for as long as you need to, he won’t ask anything, only passing his hand on your hair with some reassuring «Sshhhhh it’s okay, it’s okay»

- You would finally fall asleep against him from exhaustion, both of you on your bed, and he can't help but think how beautiful you look with a slight feeling of guilt to be ‘happy’ to have you in his arms even because of a situation like this.

Hanta Sero - Earful comfort

- His room is not far from yours, so maybe, you could just stop by and see if he isn't busy? That was the better thing to do. Yes.

- Hanta is a sweet perfection when it comes to listen and comfort people. He’s the one who would be the most mature and honest about the situation.

- He’s composed, thoughtful, patient and he would let you rant for hours if you feel the need to.

- He inspires trust, he’s that kind of people you tell your deepest secrets or someone you easily confy what’s wrong in your life, he doesn’t do anything to, but it’s just his reassuring nature.

- So, here you were, explaining every single details of the relationship and problems encountered, why, how, when, it took litteraly hours.

- It’s almost as if you were about to take some papers and highlighter to organize everything and try to understand what happened, discovering new stuff as if you were playing Cluedo.

- In the end, you saw the situation with a new eyes, and you distanced yourself from it helped you streamline the whole thing.

- Thanks to Hanta, who was smiling confidently at you, even if, in his head, he just wanted to hug you thight and sequester the guy for making you so sad.

Denki Kaminari - Silly comfort

- You were supposed to revise with Kaminari, but hell no it would not be possible in that state, the guy could understand, or so you thought.

- After a text saying you weren’t feeling well enough to come over, you’ll receive a plethora of messages and don’t ignore them, because he’ll reach you on every possible platforms.

- He tried a call/visio or two, but he got that you weren’t feeling like talking in person, he kept the texting to keep you company though’, he’s a lazy buns so he answered with vocals instead.

- A lot of puns to lighten the mood were used and you were grateful for the good laugh and positive energy (no pun intended) that guy conveys around him.

- You’ll both end far away from the principal topic, almost forgetting about the ache, sending silly tik toks to each other or Epic Fails compilations.

- By the end of the conversation, you would feel way better, and, sorry but, he would win. You capitulate and accept to turn on your webcam.

- He keeps a broad smile on his lips, but he doesn't ignore the pang in his chest at the sight of your puffy and dark circled eyes. Because, he would have never made you cry that way.

Mina Ashido - High Level comfort

- Best girl in the world, it’s like a mix between all of the guys above without any awkwardness.

- As soon as she heard that bastard made you cry she knocked on your door in the next fifteen minutes.

- Comfort food in hands, your favorite ones, how does she..? In the middle of the night? Neverminds.

- She wants to hear every details about it and would comments every single thing, she’ll help you write a dreadful, final message to send him that will make him cry and crawl in front of you.

- Then, If you want to talk about it, she’ll listen, if you want her to say he's a fucking asshole, she’ll, if you just feel like chilling and don’t think about it, no problem!

- You’ll spend the night together, gossiping, with silly movies you both know by heart playing in the background.

- Wanna scream and dance on the bed like crazy? She puts on the radio ignoring the complaints of the neighbourgs.

- Wanna go out and took a midnight bath in the U.A swimming pool? Say no more.

- She won’t leave your side for the next two weeks, keeing you busy to change your mind. Mina would do everything in her power to cheer you up because it’s what friends do.

Katsuki Bakugo - What is comfort for fuck sake.

- No. Staying in your room crying your heart out wasn’t the good solution, but you didn’t wanted to disturb you friends with your stupid story.

- For what after all ? Hear ‘I told you so’ or ‘I always knew this guy wasn’t good’. They weren’t backbiting, but to comfort you, they could have been and you didn’t need that right now.

- The migraine was harassing your head and eyes and a boiling shower was the best thing you could think of, you hadn’t eat anything in the day neither so.. maybe a quick stop by the kitchen to grab even if only a cup of tea would be good?

- You bumped into Bakugo, of all people, and as he was about to lash onto you with a «watch your steps», he stopped mid-sentence when he saw your red eyes.

- You apologized head down and left toward the kitchen, him, he didn’t budge, watching your moves. He’s not a specialist when it comes to feelings or comfort, but he couldn’t just let you walk away in that state.

- You probably had a good reason for being like this, it was none of his buisness and he didn't care (or so he thought), but something was screaming inside of him to move.

- He hailed you, and casually asked you to join him in his room because he was about to begin a movie (a movie you really wanted to see, oh convenient.)

- He would pull out a bag of chips when he heard your stomach growl, only because HE wanted to eat some (yeah, sure.)

- He won’t ask anything, the silence was comfortable and you realized that a bit of company, his company, was really appreciable.

- When he learnt what had happen, he would keep it a secret, but confront the guy and threatened him to blow his head off if he ever talk to you again. He meant it, he would make all of the guys run away from you if it could prevent you from crying.

#bakusquad imagine #bakugou imagine #kaminari imagine #bakugou x reader #kirishima imagine #kirishima x reader #Hanta imagine #hanta x reader #bakusquad x reader #bnha comfort #bnha imagine #bnha x reader #mha comfort #mha imagine #mha x reader #reader insert #mina imagine #kaminari denki #eijiro kirishima #hanta sero #bakugou katsuki #bakugou headcanon #bakugou story #kirishima comfort #kaminari comfort #bakusquad

[thebrixtons]

Gideon is a fan of Gordon Ramsey isn’t he? 👀👀👀 I saw him watching Hell’s Kitchen earlier too and now he mentions that “idiot sandwich” 😂 He has gained 0.000000000000000000001% of a point on my good side now.

gideon is a gordon ramsay STAN !!

he definitely binge watches hell’s kitchen and kitchen nightmares, and stays up until like 5am watching insult compilations on Simtube.

he finds gordon’s insults and one-liners entertaining 💀 his favorite one is “you put so much ginger in this, it’s a weasley” sjdjsjsj

#not gideon winning y’all over #come to the dark side hehe #hiii !!! #ily #ask #asktb

[monomonomagines]

♡Imagines Masterlist♡

Here’s all the writing Mod Toko has done for this blog compiled into one big post! I hope you all enjoy it!

2020 October Prompts Masterlist here

*= NSFW

FEB 2020

The V3 Boys During a Snow Day

Dr2 Boys Realizing They’re in Love with S/o for the First Time

Headcanons for Celeste with a Reader that Craves Physical Affection but is too Anxious to Ask

V3 boys with an Ultimate Ballerina S/o

Fuyuhiko x Online Reader

Drv3 Girls with an Insomniac Reader

DR2 Boys Calming Down their S/o After a Panic Attack

Makoto, Hajime, Chiaki, Nagito, Ibuki, Kaede, Rantaro, and Kokichi with an Insecure Trans Male S/o

Nagito in a Rainbow Girl Au

MAR 2020

Cuddle Headcanons with Kyoko, Celeste, and Mukuro

V3 Boys with an S/o that Wears Lolita/Harajuku Fashion Part 1

V3 Boys with an S/o that Wears Lolita/Harajuku Fashion Part 2

Teruteru Headcanons with an S/o who Can’t Cook

V3 Guys with an S/o who Struggles with Intimacy due to Past Trauma

Sayaka, Makoto, Kyoko, Toko and Celeste with the Ultimate Flirt S/o

Ryoma, Fuyuhiko, Kokichi, Kazuchi and Kirumi to their S/o Having an Asshole Pet

Sakura and Gonta Headcanons with an Autistic Fem S/o that Enjoys Toys, Abandoned Places, Homestuck, and Creepy Historical Facts

Scenario where Kaede and Shuichi are Attacked, where Kaede Survives the Attack, but Shuichi doesn’t and She has to Deal with Survivors Guilt

V3 Boys Accidentally Fusing with their Half-gem S/o

Leon, Fuyuhiko, Nekomaru, Kazuichi, Yasuhiro, Chihiro, Nagito, and Mondo with an S/o who gets really Blushy at anything Romantic

Makoto, Taka, Hajime, Nagito, and Gonta with an S/o who’s a Human Rights Activist

Gundham with a Flirty and Self Conscious about Themselves Fem S/o

Drv3 Boys with a Sick S/o

Fem Ultimate Poet S/o with Dr1 girls

Celeste with an S/o who is the Ultimate Artist

Gundham with an Autistic Fem S/o who Loves Creative Stuff and Toys Headcanons

NSFW Korekiyo with a Submissive S/o*

Drv3 Boys when their S/o is Badly Sick and there in the Middle of Taking Care of S/o it Turns a Bit Spicy but then they Get Sick

V3 Boys with an S/o who Willingly Joins Angie’s “Student Council”

Fuyuhiko, Ryoma, Kokichi and Chihiro with a Short S/o

Detective Himiko Headcanons

Ryoma x Kaede Headcanons

Scenario where Hiyoko does survive Chapter Three

V3 Girls Reacting to Finding a Skeleton with Chest Hair

Ryoma, Mondo, Kaede and Shuichi Falling in love with their Best Friend Witch S/o

Shuichi, Rantaro, Maki and Kaede with the Ultimate Unlucky Student S/o

Kaito with a Pregnant S/o Headcanons

Tenko Cheering up an S/o who has Lost a Family Member

S/o that Confesses to their Best Friend Ryoma

NSFW Celeste Headcanons*

Kiyotaka with an Affectionate Male S/o

Dr2 Boys Reacting to Learning their S/o is Part of the Neo World Program Based Off of a Dead Classmate

Hajime, Nagito, Kazuichi, Fuyuhiko, Gundham, Chiaki, Ibuki, and Sonia Reacting to their S/o Acting Suspicious During a Class Trial

V3 Boys Finding S/o Dead and Being Mocked in the Class Trial

Drv3 Boys with an S/o who’s the Actual Ultimate Survivor

Fuyuhiko, Ryoma, Mondo and Sakura are Woken up During the Night by their S/o

Ibuki with a Fem S/o who’s really Insecure about her Chest Size

NSFW Ryoma and Kaede Headcanons*

Cuddle Headcanons with Rantaro and Shuichi

Kazuichi x Ibuki Headcanons

Relationship Headcanons for Rantaro SFW & NSFW*

Aoi, Sayaka, Akane, Chiaki, Tsumugi, Miu, and Kaede with a Male S/o who’s Overprotective of them while their Pregnant

Mastermind Hoshimatsu

Hypothetical Love Hotels for Kazuichi, Mikan, Kiyotaka, Fuyuhiko, Nagito, Sonia, Ibuki, and Toko

Hajime and Kokichi finding out their S/o is being bullied

Dr2 Boys with an Affectionate S/o

Fem S/o doing Maki’s Hair After a Stressful Day

V3 Boys React to Finding out that their Sweet and Innocent S/o is the Mastermind

Dr2 Boys Reaction to their S/o having an Overprotective Little Brother

V3 Boys as Monsters with a Human S/o Part 1

V3 Boys as Monsters with a Human S/o Part 2

Hoshimatsu Dating Headcanons

Shuichi x Himiko Headcanons

Shuichi with an S/o with Little to No Social Skills

V3 Girls Having Alternate Forms as a Motive

Powered Alternate Forms Explanation

V3 Girls as Monsters with a Human S/o Part 1

V3 Monster Girls with a Human S/o Part 2

Dr2 Boys React to Finding Themselves Cornered by a Killer, but their S/o Throws Glitter into the Killer’s Face

V3 Boys React to their S/o Being Accused of Being the Blackened because they have No Alibi, Only for their S/o to Confess that they Accidentally Saw the Boys Doing Something Embarrassing

Dr1 Girls with an S/o who is the Ultimate Cartoonist whose Studio was Ransacked with all of their Supplies Stolen

Hiyoko x Ibuki Headcanons

Fuyihiko, Ryoma, Kokichi and Chihiro Getting Marshmallowed Helled During Sex*

V3 Girls with a Fem S/o being Taunted about their S/o’s Death

NSFW Headcanons for Sakura, Tenko, Aoi, Mikan and Tsumugi with a Fem S/o who’s Submissive*

V3 Girls React to Seeing Kaito and Kokichi Rolling Down a Ski Slope in a Snowball while Arguing Loudly

Dr1 Girl’s Ideal Place for a Date

V3 Girls React to their S/o Pointing a Gun at them with a Dark Expression on their face, They Pull the Trigger, Yelling ‘BUBBLEBEAM’ and They Find Themselves Being Pelted by Bubbles

Dr1 Girls Comforting their S/o After They Wake up from a Particularly Bad Nightmare

Scenario where the Infamous Seesaw Scene Fails

APR 2020

Dr1 Girls with a Cartoonist S/o where the Girls catch a Thief in the Act of Stealing from S/o’s Studio

Ryoma Hoshi with a Male S/o Watching a Scary Movie where the S/o is Scared Easily and Holds onto Ryoma Accidentally Confessing

Dr2 Girls and an S/o that just Loves to Give Eskimo Kisses

Dr1 Girls and their S/o who is very Talented at Art

Dr2 Boys with an Ultimate baker S/o that Stress Eats  

Shuichi, Kiibo, Kaito, and Ibuki Meeting their Ultimate Pastry Chef S/o

S/o becomes Pregnant with Teruteru’s Child and is Afraid to tell him due to Others Telling her that He Won’t Accept their Child

V3 Girls Finding Out their S/O is the Blackened

Fem S/o Spending her Birthday with Mondo, Gundham, and Gonta

Dr2 Girls Reacting to their S/o Running out of the Kitchen Screaming and into the Nearest Body of Water because they Somehow Managed to set the Bowl and their Pants on Fire while Making Cereal

MAY 2020

Aoi, Miu, Tenko and Akane Doing the Kabedon on their Very Shy Crush

Aoi, Miu, Tenko and Akane Doing the Kabedon on their very Shy Crush with Confession

Gundham and Ibuki with an S/o who has an Overprotective Sibling

NSFW Headcanons for Leon, Byakuya, Kazuichi and Fuyuhiko with a Fem S/o who Loves Being Roughed up*

Dr2 Boys as Monsters with a Human S/o Part 1

Dr2 Boys as Monsters with a Human S/o Part 2

Dr2 Boys as Monsters with a Human S/o Part 3

Ultimate Singer (Male S/O) x Ibuki Headcannons

Byakuya Togami x Rival! Ultimate Perfectionist 

V3 Characters Sharing a Body with Another Character Scenario

Celeste with an Easily Flustered S/o

Tokomaru Soft Headcanons

Dr2 Girls with a Fem S/o Who’s an Experiment for the Kamakura Project 

Gonta and S/o Playing Animal Crossing Headcanons 

Leon, Togami, Rantaro and Kazuichi with Ultimate Seamstress S/o 

JULY 2020

Dr1 Boys as Fantasy Plants

Dr1 Girls as Fantasy Plants

Peko, Kazuichi, Ryoma and Gundham Sleeping with their S/o Waking up to their S/o’s Cat Standing on them

Kirumi, Kazuichi, Fyuhiko, Sakura, and Celeste Who's S/o is Afraid of Horror Yet Tries to Play it Off

Ryoma, Sakura, Maki, Kaede and Ibuki with an S/o that Enjoys the Softer Side of Romance

An S/o Dealing with Gundham’s Morning Routine

FEBRUARY 2021

Waking Up in Your Partners Body (Sondam, Twobuki, Hoshimatsu, Fuyupeko)

Dr2 Boys with a Baker that Stress Eats

Gudham, Fuyuhiko, Kazuichi, and Ryoma Get Hot and Steamy with Their S/o Only to be Interupted by S/o’s Cat

JULY 2021

Fem S/o Constantly Following Toko Around

Dr1 Girls Who's S/o Just Got Their Wisdom Teeth Pulled

DrV3 Girls Who’s S/o is Reluctant on Sleeping with Them Due to Not Having A Good Childhood and Now Sleeps with A Stuffed Animal

Dr2 Girls with an Ultimate Paleontologist S/o Who Seems to be Acting Distant Only to Find Out That S/o Accidentally Brought Back A Baby Dinosaur

Gundham, Himiko and Kokichi Who’s S/o is Freaking Out Because Their Zodiac Signs Aren’t Compatible

Ryoma, Fuyuhiko, Mondo, Nekomaru and Toko with An S/o That Lost Their Glasses

Dr2 Girls with an S/o That is the Ultimate Watercolorist Who Teaches Them How to Paint with Watercolors

Nekomaru, Sakura and Gonta with an Autistic S/o

Ryoma, Angie, Peko, Ibuki and Gundam with an S/o That Wants to Play Animal Crossing with Them

Dr1 Girls with an S/o That Overworks Themselves

Kyoko, Celeste, Gundham and Kaede Going Stargazing with Their S/o

Korekiyo Headcanons with a Reader Who Gets into Anthropology so They Can Talk About it with Him

Drv3 Girls Who’s S/o has a Bad Habit of Bottling up Emotions

Shuichi, Kokichi, Kazuichi, Nagito and Chiaki with an Innocent and Cute S/o, but Once They Started Dating They Occasionally Make Perverted Jokes

Fuyuhiko, Souda, Gundham, and Chiaki with an S/o Who Has a lot of Health Issues

Kirumi, Sakura, Fuyuhiko, Peko and Ryoma Who’s S/o is Acting Strange Because Their Food was Drugged

Kokichi, Kiibo, Miu, and Sakura Helping Their S/o Who Broke One of Their Bones but Has a Terrible Pain Tolerance

What Would Leon, Kaito, and Shuichi Would be Like as Vampires (Monster AU)

Gundham, Fuyuhiko, Souda, Kokichi and Kiibo with an S/o Who is Super Touch Starved

Celeste with an Ultimate Singer Male S/o

Teruteru Comforting and Supporting His S/o When They're Upset

Fuyuhiko with an S/o Who Has an Emotional Support Dog

DrV3 Girls with a Narcoleptic S/o

Makoto, Rantaro, Shuichi, Kokichi, and Hajime Find Out Their S/o is About to be Murdered and They Swoop in and Save Them

#danganronpa #danganronpa imagines #imagines #masterlist #mod post #mod kokichi #mod toko

[lombredanslaeu]

magic hour | johnny suh

plot: johnny suh has been alive for centuries now. as the supreme alpha, he is gifted with a soulmate. the catch is: the death of his previous soulmate disabled him from falling in love with the new one. | word count 6948

werewolf & vampire! au (human reader), soulmate! au | angst, fluff, smut

songs: lying to you - keaton henson | see you again - tyler, the creator, kali uchics | magic - she’s only sixteen | ivy - frank ocean

this isn’t proofread so i apologize for any mistakes <3!

The rain clinged to the fur of Johnny’s wolf. Thunder and the sound of rain hitting the forest occupied his ears. He couldn’t think of anything else. A heavy weight pounded itself inside of Johnny’s chest. He didn’t know what true pain felt like until now. After a minute, he dragged his paws towards the scene he was dreading to see.

What used to be the cheerful face of his lover was nothing more than just an ice-cold facade of death. Her lips parted slightly, with no sign of life in its color. There wasn’t any trace of bold which meant that whoever did this to her knew better than leaving a mess. Johnny pushed his snout towards her face, as if to nudge her awake.

Johnny sensed his friends appear from behind the leaves and trees. The ones who are part of his pack and the vampires who backed him up in searching for her. They did nothing but bow their heads in sympathy for their friend’s loss and in mourning for a person they vowed to protect.

As realization was slowly washing over Johnny’s system, he couldn’t help but whimper. A crushing feeling as he felt his friends watch how the supreme alpha turned into a pathetic, broken animal. And a insatiable feeling of despair as he watch his soulmate dead.

For the first time in centuries, Johnny wept.

--

“Jungwoo, I swear to god.” You warned your roomate as he was threatening to test how foamy dishwashing liquid could be. You signed in desperation as the thought that you couldn’t stop him from one of his measly experiments.

There was something undeniably weird about your roomate. The first time you met Jungwoo, he looked at you with a face full of confusion. You posted a picture of you on your roommate-hunting ad, so why was he looking at you as if he had no idea his roommate was a girl? Not only that but, as a physics major, Jungwoo had a knack for conducting experiments that you never truly understood. Each time you ask, all he would throw back at you was a vague compilation of scientific terms. However, both of you soon became the best of friends. Despite your contrasting personalities and college majors, it was obvious that you treasured your friendship.

“Y/N, I’ll clean the mess up.” He answered. “Stop complaining and go to your room. This might be a splash zone.”

“Whatever.” You rolled your eyes at him and decided to head to your room.

“Oh, by the way,” He spoke. You pivoted to face him. “I was wondering if you want to go skiing at the place Vernon was taking about.”

“Isn’t that place quiet far?”

“Yeah, but my friends and I have a resthouse somewhere in the middle of the way. We could stay there for a night so we wouldn’t be that tired.” He explained.

“You and your friends have a resthouse?” You inquired, boggled at the fact.

“Yeah, since our parents are far away, we decided to chip in for a house that we could all gather too.” Jungwoo replied. “So, you in or not?”

“Sure.” You answered back.

--

The sound of glass hitting the table interrupted Jungwoo’s reverie. In front of him, Taeyong poured a glass of red liquid in a wine glass. From the smell of it, Jungwoo figured that it was blood.

“I’m sure of this one, Taeyong.” Jungwoo began.

“You better be.” Taeyong replied. He lifted the glass to his lips, his tongue savoring the taste. “The last thing we need is a furious Johnny.”

Jungwoo swallowed a lump down his throat. A growing ball of anxiety was forming in his stomach. He knew better than to mislead Johnny. Johnny wasn’t really the greatest person when he’s mad. The topic of soulmates was a sensitive one for Johnny’s ears. Memories of what happened centuries ago refrained from leaving his mind. Even Jungwoo still remembers how despodent Johnny looked like at that time. He remembers it all as if it was just yesterday.

“They’re coming tomorrow.” Jungwoo said. “I don’t know what I should do. I should have thought this through.”

“You still have three more years in that university.” Taeyong replied, patting Jungwoo on the back. “You have plenty of time for this.”

--

The road towards Jungwoo’s resthouse was filled with trees left and right. The remnants of the city life began to fade a few miles back. You couldn’t comprehend still why on earth did you agree to spend a night in a house with ten men. You also didn’t know that Jungwoo had that many friends. He said that they are all childhood friends and they somehow preserved their friendship up until this day. You mentally thanked Jihyo for coming with you.

“You know, I don’t really like forests.” She spoke beside you, in the passenger seat.

“Me too.” You answered, looking a bit forward to see if the line of trees will be over soon.

“Are you sure we’re going the right way?” She asked, a bit worried about the apperance of the road,

“Yeah, that’s the address Jungwoo said it was.” You pointed to your car’s GPS. “Ugh, I hate him for going there before us.”

The voice in the GPS announced that you are only two minutes away from their resthouse. Soon, you spot the surprisingly beautiful house that was hidden behind the vast trees. You turned left and followed the concrete pavement that will lead you to Jungwoo’s resthouse. You saw Jungwoo wait for you in front of the house. He waved his hands to instruct you on where to park your cark. You and Jihyo exited the car, in awe of how beautiful and modern the exterior of the house is.

“Wow, this place is beautiful.” Jihyo spoke, still looking up to observe the house.

“How in the hell did you guys afford this?” You asked him.

Jungwoo laughed and said, “Some of the guys are pretty loaded. Come on in, the inside is just as beautiful as the outside.”

He helped you and Jihyo in carrying your bags. The moment you entered the house, your nose was filled with a lavender scent. The living room was clean and spotless. The interior design almost resembled a romanesque mansion. Details were adorned with gold but the whole color scheme revolved around greys and black. It was almost like a scene out of a fairy tale.

A man emerged from what you assumed was the kitchen. He wore a welcoming smile on his face as his cheekes was adorned with dimples on both sides.

“Guys, this is Jaehyun.” Jungwoo introduced the man. “Jaehyun, this is Y/N and Jihyo.”

“It’s wonderful to meet you both.” Jaehyun’s voice was like velvet. There was no denying that he is an attractive man. You felt your cheeks flush as he smiled at you. “I hope you enjoy the night here. We tried to make the house as clean as possible for you.”

“You didn’t have to do that.” Jihyo said.

“Well, it’s just common courtesy.” Jaehyun replied. “I’ll see you around.”

As Jaehyun left, Jungwoo ushered you and Jihyo to the guest room. The guest room looked magical. A princess could live there. You wondered what the other main rooms looked like if the guest room was this beautiful. Before Jungwoo left, he reminded both of you that dinner shall be ready anytime soon.

--

The aroma of delicious and enticing food made your stomach grumble. A man who introduced himself as Doyoung fetched you and Jihyo for dinner. He has a wide smile and friendly facade. The faint conversation between men was heard from the dining area. The moment you stepped in their line of vision, you were welcomed by such beautiful faces. Jungwoo’s friends were beautiful. They all had welcoming auras. All except for the tallest one.

Johnny moved his vision from his Taeyong to you. A pletora of butterflies swarmed his veins.

No, this cannot be. He thought.

Taeyong nudged the huge man. He gave Johnny a face that told Johnny to keep it together. He remained crossed browed as he forced himself to match the smiling faces of his friends. At the corner of Taeyong’s eyes, he saw Jungwoo fidget.

The rest of the dinner went on smoothly. You spent most of time between Jungwoo and a guy named Haechan.

“And no matter what you do, do not go in the last room on your floor.” Haechan warned you. You nad him decided to stroll around the garden at the back. There was a fountain in the middle. The breeze was a bit chilly.

“Why not?” You asked.

“Let’s just say someone won’t be happy.” He answered.

As you two walked around, you decided to look up at the facade of the house. As soon as you raised your vision up, you saw a curtain immediately close.  

--

Johnny rubbed his hands on his face. Desperation and exhaustion swarmed his veins. He couldn’t accept it. Leona was his mate, his most treasured jewel. And just with a blink of an eye, she was gone. Johnny knew that Leona was mortal and she was bound to face death. However, what he cannot accept was how soon she was taken from him. She didn’t even get to marry him and see the world with Johnny like he promised her. Now there was you. The moment you entered the dining room with the sweetest smile on your face. The way you laugh at something Haechan said only encouraged the raging fire inside of him. He wanted nothing more than to feel your smooth skin against his fingertips. The moment you stepped into the dining room, he knew. He cursed Jungwoo for even thinking about letting you stay in this house for a night. He wanted to be angry at him but he know that this is Jungwoo’s house as it is Johnny’s. The roar of thunder echoed in his room. He sensed Jungwoo approaching.

“How long have you known her?” Johnny asked the second Jungwoo came through his door.

“A year.” Jungwoo replied sparingly.

Silence enveloped the two werewolves. Jungwoo poured himself a glass of whiskey and sat in the couch of Johnny’s room.

“There’s a big storm coming.” He started. “We figured that we can’t travel for the next day or so.”

“So what you’re saying is that my mate is about to spend another night here?”

“I did this for you, Johnny. Why are you so hostile about this?” Jungwoo cocked his head to the side, obviously confused about the way Johnny’s reacting. “You spent all these years moping for Leona. I found your mate for you. Why do you not seem happy?”

Johnny sighed. Jungwoo will never understand him. He knew better than to argue with him. After all, he did go behind his back to make him happy. He sighed and whispered, “I don’t know.”

Jungwoo’s eye softened. It was him and Doyoung who saw Johnny break down every night after Leona’s death. They were the ones who saw how his demeanor changed. Jungwoo doesn’t know a lot of things about the supreme alpha but one thing’s for sure: he loved Leona more than anything else.

--

Haechan’s warning to you about the last door on your floor only made you curious. You were never one to snoop around especially when you are told not to. But there was something about the way he said it that made you only want to go there more.

The storm only intensified through the night. You were bummed that your ski trip would be delayed but the joyful spirits of the other guys made you feel okay. You tried your best to sleep. You envied Jihyo who was already somewhere in dreamland. You decided to step outside the guest room. Wall lamps illuminated the long hallway. The guys definitely hit the jackpot with this house. You reached the stairwell and leaned down to check if any of the guys are awake. You didn’t bring any slippers so your footsteps are unheard. The center of the stairs were lined with carpet. By the feel of it, it was definitely expensive. You started to wonder just how rich Jungwoo and his friends are.

There was a light that came from the kitchen. You went there and saw the tallest one, Johnny. He might have sensed you since he immediately turned his head around despite you being careful with your footsteps.

“Hi.” You said, offering him a warm smile.

“Hey.” He reciprocated your smile.

“Are the others asleep already?” You asked.

“I’m not sure.” He answered. You started to play with your fingers due to the growing awkward silence. “Do you want me to warm some milk for you?”

“Oh no, you don’t have to.”

“Please, I insist.”

You went along with his offer. Johnny was beautiful. He has a sweet smile and his lips were unique in shape. His body was also very well built. He towers over everyone, especially Taeil. Since you are shorter than Taeil, Johnny definitely towers over you.

“What do you study in university?” Johnny asked, he has his back towards you while he prepared your milk.

“Sociology.” You answered. “I met Jungwoo through my roommate hunt ad.”

“Living with Jungwoo must be hell for you then.” He added.

“Actually if it weren’t for his idiotic science experiments, all would be fine.” You chuckled.

You and Johnny talked through the night. You learned that he was studying multimedia arts at a university a bit far from yours. He also loved doing photography. He showed you multiple photos that he took of his friends. It was safe to say that Johnny wasn’t only beautiful on the outside.

--

You looked at the scene in front of you. Jihyo seemed to have a liking to the guy named Mark. You groaned at how they ignored you while they lowkey flirted with each other. The sun was shining outside. You hoped that the storm won’t come back tonight so you could go on with your ski trip. You decided to go outside the garden. The garden was still a bit wet from the storm last night. Out of nowhere, a hand was placed on your shoulder. You jumped in surprise but immediately calmed out after finding out that it was just Johnny.

“You shouldn’t wander around after a huge storm.” He advised.

“Why not? The sun feels great.” You answered, feeling the warm tickle of sunshine on your arm.

“The creatures at night didn’t get the chance to have their run last night because of the rain. They’ll do it now.” He explained.

You wondered how the hell does he know that.

--

You and Johnny kept in touch even after you went back to the city. Though you both of you became very busy with university, you still managed to hang out every once in a while. You never really told Jungwoo about your frequent dates with Johnny. You didn’t know how he would react and you don’t really want him to make a big deal out of it.

The moonlight helped the street lamps in illuminating the dark streets. The spicy flavor the wings you and Johnny shared a while ago still lingered on your tongue. You hid your flushed cheeks onto the thick scarf that was wrapped around your neck.

“That was by far the greatest chicken wings I’ve had my whole life.” Johnny commented beside you. He insisted that he’d walk you back to your dorm.

“Right? It was so good.” You said back. He chuckled beside you.

It wasn’t long before you reached the doorstep of your dorm. You turned to face Johnny who only smiled down on you. Your eyes travelled from his eyes down to his soft lips. You wondered how they taste like. The silence that lingered between you gave Johnny the signal for doing something he might probably regret later.

Your eyes widened when you felt a pair of lips touch yours. Magic burst through your blood. The sweet mix of heaven and spice made you light-headed. You clinged onto Johnny’s neck as you felt something in you and deepened the kiss. You’ve dreamed about touching him for a few nights now. For some reason, he never left your mind ever since you met him. And you for sure won’t forget him any time soon.

You pulled back although you wanted more.

“Let’s do that more.” You spoke.

“I agree.”

--

A bottle of wine later and you found looking up to the ceiling of your dorm. Your head was spinning. The memory of you and Johnny kissing last night only clouded your brain. It ignited a fire in you that you never knew could exist.

“I like him a lot.” You confessed to Jungwoo beside you.

“Yeah, seems like it.” He agreed. Of course he’ll agree, he knows why.

“We’re going on a date tomorrow night.” You added.

“I’m glad it’s Johnny you like.” Jungwoo said. “Not some playboy that’ll break your heart.”

You smiled endearingly at your friend. Jungwoo’s heart warmed at the sight of you. He saw love in your eyes.

--

You giggled at a joke Johnny said. The fancy restaurant he took you to had the best champagne and it was starting to get into you. He held your hand as you swayed them back and forth. He blushed at your demeanor.

A faint sound of a slow love song came from a obnoxiously lighted music store. An idea popped inside of your mind. You pulled Johnny towards the store.

“Woah, slow down.” He reminded you but it had no effect as you were practically running towards the origin of the sound.

“Dance with me.” Your droppy eyes looked up at Johnny.

He looked at the greatest sight the universe had given him in centuries. He chuckled at your idea but proceeded in doing so. You rest your head on his broad chest as he held you close. Johnny’s cheek rest itself on top of your head. He wanted so bad to remove the image of Leona from his head. You’re here. He wanted so badly to give you everything. But the fact that you were down the most romantic thing with him only made him feel a punch to his guts. Everywhere he looked, he always only ever saw Leona.

--

Johnny inserted the key to the door knob of the room. The room was dark yet it contained the light of his life. With the flick of the light switch, dozen of paintings filled Johnny’s vision.

The biggest portrait stood in the middle. Johnny approached it with precaution, afraid that it would break with the slightest touch. The lively colors contradicted the life of the person in the canvas. Rosy cheeks, red lips, and smooth skin. A tear escaped Johnny’s eye. The pain rummaged through his chest. And he remembered it all. Despite it happening years and years ago, every detail was crystal clear in his memory.

“How do I love someone else when I’m reminded of what could have been?” He whispered to the woman in the canvas. Hoping that magic would disperse into the portrait and bring Leona back to him again. The image of you crossed Johnny’s mind. He knew that you were made for him and him only. Werewolves and vampires were given the gift to determine their and their colleagues mates. It was rare for these creatures to be mated to a human. There are only a few werewolves that are destined for humans. And he was unfortunately one of them.

Johnny went outside to the forest. The cracking of his bones and ripping of his clothing accompanied the sound of the rustling leaves. The soil was moist against his paws as he pushed himself towards the air and ran. The adrenaline fueled him and he doesn’t know how long he could run. All he knew was this was the only thing he could do to alleviate the pain.

--

Night after night you found yourself even closer with Johnny. Earlier today, he helped you with your literature homework. As a thank you, you decided to order chicken and come over to his house that he shared with Jaehyun and Mark. You walked through his street and texted him that you were already there. As you approached the porch, you spotted two huge wolves in their front yard. Your soul almost left your body as the creatures whipped their head towards you. You didn’t know what to do. It was like someone super glued your shoes onto the pavements. The rational part of your brain yelled at you to run but your limbs refused to cooperate.

One of the wolves had a dark grey fur, one was white. As much as they are a beautiful sight to look at, the fangs that slip past their snout made you realize that these are dangerous creatures.

“Johnny!” You yelled, hoping he could hear you from the inside.

The grey wolf grunted and stepped towards you. It boggled you how it was only the grey one who was provoked by your yelling. The white wolf watched the grey one as he slowly padded towards you. The rational part of you once again demanded you to leave or to throw the chicken the other way in hopes that it’s that they’re after. However, fear seemed to have melted the moment the wolf touched your arm with its snout. It was sniffing you. And yet, you didn’t feel scared. Lifting a shaking hand, you touched the fur of the wolf. It was smooth as silk.

“Johnny?” You cooed at the wolf. You must definitely be dreaming. The wolf rubbed its head on your hand. Johnny is a fucking wolf? You moved your gaze to the white one. You were confused as you saw Jaehyun standing to where the white wolf was. You gave him a look that showed concern and confusion. All he did was nod at you. You returned your eyes to what you assumed was Johnny’s wolf. Jaehyun gestured for you to go inside the house. He still hasn’t spoken a word to you. You looked back to the grey wolf and trudged your way inside.

You sat the edge of Johnny’s bed. Your left leg rocking up and down in anticipation. You still couldn’t grasp the whole thing. If Johnny and Jaehyun were werewolves, does it mean the others guys, and even Jungwoo, are as well? The door opened softly and you saw Johnny entering lightly.

“You weren’t supposed to find out that way.” He started. His eyes looking down at his feet.

“I still can’t understand anything.” You admitted.

He sat beside you and held your hand. “I’m a werewolf. I know that seems so fantasy movie-like but I am.”

You nodded and squeezed his hand in assurance.

“The reason why Jungwoo took your roommate offer is because he knew that you are my mate.” He continued.

“Mate?” You asked.

“Every wolf and vampire are destined with a soulmate.” He said.

“Vampires exists as well?” Your eyes widened at the scary thought. Your mother told you that these only existed in fiction and you had nothing to fear about. But, the revelations of tonight told you otherwise.

“Yeah. Taeyong and Mark are vampires.” Johnny answered. “Some are destined to be with their kind and some are destined with humans.”

“How long have you been alive?”

“More than four hundred years.”

“Why did it take this long for you to find your soulmate?”

Johnny paused for a while. You saw how he had to swallow before answering. “I met her before. It was the year 1845.”

“What happened to her? She didn’t turn into a werewolf?”

“No. Humans can’t turn into werewolves.” Johnny explained. “It wasn’t long before she died. We only knew each other for 4 years.”

You swallowed in realization. The whole thing was scary. You didn’t know how to take it all in. All you knew was there was something in you that wanted to just kiss him. You sat still in silence. You sighed before turning back to Johnny. Without uttering any questions, you latched your lips into his.

Johnny knew that you were the one made for him; he knew that the night you went to the pack’s house. But tonight, he accepted it. He accepted the fact that the fates bestowed him a new mate. He knew that he would be gifted another one once his soulmate dies. Since he was unfortunately destined to be soulmates with a human, this cycle will go on and on for as long as he lives.

The tension was thick in the air. Johnny’s face was so close to yours that you could almost taste him. The shade of his eyes turned darker, filled with carnal desire. Raising his hand, he cupped your cheek. Love excreted from your skin. For the first time in centuries, Johnny felt something warm. Without wasting any time, he leaned down to capture your lips.

The synchronization of your lips intensified when he felt your fingers tug lightly at his scalp. The growl that fell from his throat traveled to your core. He pulled back to look at your face. He pleaded the heavens to allow him to see beauty again and they did. You felt your back slowly touch his soft mattress. The light from the moon entered his room through the large windows.

The skirt of your dress rode up as you tangled your legs around his waist. His clothed cock pressed deliciously against your aching core. It wasn’t long before every fabric was shredded from your burning bodies. Johnny latched his lips on your neck. He left a few possessive marks before travelling down to where you needed him the most. Your eyes widened when his tongue came in contact with your folds.

It was safe to say that you knew what every corner of heaven looked like that night.

--

“You had sex with him?” Jungwoo yelled at you in surprise.

“What difference does it make?” You reasoned out. “We were bound to do it anyway.”

“Yeah, but you just found out that he’s a werewolf and your instinct was to fuck him?”

“Stop talking as if you’re not one! I’m still mad at you for not telling me.”

“I’m scared that you’ll be scared. It was better you find out about it from your mate.” He explained. You rolled your eyes. Your playful banter coming down as he threw an arm around you. “It amazes me how well you’re taking this.”

“Have you found your soulmate yet?” You asked.

“Not yet. Maybe soon.” He said, shrugging his shoulders.

You hugged him and reassured him that he’ll find his mate soon. You two spent the last remaining hours of the night talking about his werewolf abilities.

--

He knew violence is never the key. But the sight of some guy creeping his filthy fingers across the skin of his mate boiled hell in him. He saw red, he heard nothing but the devil inside his head telling him to punch harder and deeper. It wasn’t until he felt the warmth of your small palm struggling to keep him calm. Lucas held Johnny back as Jaehyun stood in between him and the creep.

“Come on, John.” You said softly, tugging at his arm.

He followed you not before shooting one last threatening gaze at the creep.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” You exclaimed.

“That guy was harassing you.” He growled. The wolf in him threatening to come out but he held it in, in fear of scaring you.

“You could have just come up there and talked to him.” You said, getting the small first aid kid in the compartment of his car.

“Why are you acting like I’m the bad guy here?” He said before hissing as the soaked cotton ball touched one of his wound.

“I’m just saying, you didn’t have to put yourself in such danger. Who knows how strong he is.”

Johnny snorted. No one is stronger than him and that guy in the party knew that. He was part of a rogue pack. He knew better than to mess with the alpha of all werewolves. It was on him to know better.

Johnny’s frustrated gaze softened as he looked at your features. Your soft, feathery touch reminiscent of your soft voice. Johnny knew it, he knew it deep inside of him. He felt it burst through his veins and into his mouth as he muttered.

“I love you.”

--

The soft chattering of people welcomed your ears as you and Johnny entered an art exhibit. A love for the arts is something you both shared. Your friend, Minghao, invited everyone in your batch to come see his art exhibit. You scanned the walls filled with all kinds of art; some are photos, sculptures, digital art, abstract art, and a whole lot more.

Johnny bounced as he darted towards the wall filled with photos. You smiled at his cute action as you followed him.

“Wow.” He said in amusement.

“Oh, that’s taken by my classmate, Dahyun.” You pointed to a photo of the sky.

“The kids from your university are extremely talented.”

“They sure are.”

You spent the rest of the night gazing over the artworks. Johnny knew it would be best for him to do as well but he couldn’t help but fawn over your amazed face. The way your eyes shine whenever you look at something you really like. The way your mouth form a small “O”. The way your hair fall from your shoulders when you crouch down to look at something. He admired everything about you that night. A smile swept across his lips.

The night was young but the two of you decided to head home early. The incoming winter season was slowly introducing itself by blowing the freezing wind. A thick layer of sweatshirt draped across both of you and Johnny’s arms.

“I hope I’m keeping you warm.” He said to your sleepy air. You only smiled in response.

Although he had your arms and a thick blanket wrapped around him, somehow, he still felt cold.

--

The sound of rustling leaves filled Johnny’s ears. He slowly opened his eyes and saw sunlight peeking through the branches of the tall trees. He slowly sat up and held his head in his hand. In front of him, an elegant fountain was on display. The water flowed through its different spouts. He stood up and saw the figure of a woman. He knew who it was, he know the person like the back of his hand.

“You should let me go, John.” Her voice is soft yet her words burned.

“I love you, Leona.” He pleaded.

“Y/N is here. You found her.” Her demeanor showed nothing but comfort and sincerity. The sweet smile lingered through her lips. “I no longer exist, John.”

“I can’t.” He whispered.

“Of course, you can.” Her touch shot a blaze through Johnny’s system. “I always believed in you, right? I believe you can.”

--

The soft light of the sun awakened you. A large, heavy hand was wrapped around your waist. You looked back to see Johnny’s sleeping face. You swiped a stray hair out of his face as you admired. You decided to press sweet kisses to his cheek, in hopes that it’ll awaken him.

Johnny stirred and only pulled you closer. The tightening smile that crossed your face soon vanished at something Johnny said in his sleep.

“Hmm, Leona.”

For the next months you let it go. The sound of his voice whispering that name still haunted your mind but you did your best to throw it at the back of your head. You still didn’t know the status of your relationship with Johnny. It just never occurred to the both of you to talk it out. Were you girlfriend and boyfriends? You said “I love you” to each other, that has to make you both official right? The thought sounded cheesy but you just didn’t know how to introduce him to your other friends.

“It’s not I don’t want you to meet them, it’s just that I don’t know what to introduce you as.” You said, crossing your arms.

“Just say that you don’t want me to meet your parents and go.” Johnny fought back.

You sighed. “All I’m asking you to do is to define what we have right now. Do you want me to tell my parents that you’re just some guy I fuck?”

“How can you still not get it? I told you I love you.”

“Ugh, do you really think saying ‘I love you’ is gonna make everything loud and clear between us?”

He exhaled sharply. Johnny’s mind was clouded. All that’s running through his mind as of the moment are brief memories of Leona. But you were here. You’re the new soul that was destined to be with him. The universe answered his pleads and yearning. He cursed himself as he realized that there was a part of him that wished he never said the three words to you. He didn’t even realize that you left if it wasn’t for the harsh slam of his front door.

--

Jungwoo sighed as he opened a new pint of ice cream for you. A soft blanket was draped over your shoulders as your head rested on Jihyo’s shoulders. Jungwoo looked over Jihyo and they both exchanged a look of sympathy for you. You hated feeling this way. You know full well that a man shouldn’t be the reason for your tears. But it just hurts knowing that Johnny probably don’t want a future with you.

“I wish I could hug the pain out of you.” Jungwoo said. You sniffed and straightened your position. You have to ask Jungwoo the question.

“Woo,” You called. “Who’s Leona?”

The muscles of Jungwoo’s upper body tensed at the mention of that. That’s a name he hasn’t heard in a while.

“How did you know that name?” He answered you with another question.

“Johnny,” You sobbed but swallowed thickly to continue. “He said it while he was asleep.”

Jungwoo stood up from his seat in the couch and joined you and Jihyo on the floor. He slinged his arm around your shoulders and rubbed them in comfort.

“Leona was Johnny’s first mate.” He said. You remembered Johnny mentioning that he met his first mate before. “We only knew her for a few years. Johnny really loves her and what made her death even more painful is that it happened only 16 hours before their wedding.”

You gasped at the revelation. Were you supposed to feel sorry for Johnny?

“So, there’s a probability that he still haven’t moved on?” Jihyo asked.

“That might be it.” Jungwoo answered.

All you did was sob harder into Jungwoo’s chest. Your two friends enveloped you into an embrace that they wish could take away your pain.

--

The stars twinkled above the whole city. The wind whistled as it breezed across the trees. The sound of Jaehyun’s party seeped into the walls, making the faint sound of the commotion echo through the balcony. Johnny sensed your presence from behind him.

“Hey.” You said, walking over beside you and leaning your body against the railings.

“Hey.” He replied.

“You said you wanted to talk?”

“Uh, yeah.” Johnny sighed. “I should be over the moon for meeting you.”

“Hmm.” You could only hum out a response.

“I’m sorry.” He said with all the sincerity he could offer. “You’re my mate and nothing could ever change but-”

“You told me you loved me.”

His eyes softened. “I know. I am.”

“Then what’s the matter? Is it me? Is it-”

“I’m not in love with you, Y/N.” He cut you off. He couldn’t bear the pain of hearing you blame yourself over something that’s his fault alone.

Your eyes watered even more. He saw your lips whimper and tremble.

“I wish I could push myself to forget her. To forget the pain and every memory of her.” He started.

“You don’t have to do that. It’s okay, I understand.” You assured in a small voice.

“I’m sorry.”

“When do you think you’ll be ready again?”

“I don’t know.”

You tried to hold back the tears that welled in your eyes. Your breathing became staggered. You stood on your tip toes as you placed a soft kiss on his cheek.

You walked back to your house with a heavy heart. It was as if the world decided to throw boulders on your shoulders. You looked up to the moon and sighed. The tears fell from your cheeks like a storm. You were uncertain if you would see Johnny again.

Oh my god, I’m gonna die as lonely as I feel tonight.

----

“A bouquet of asphodels and purple hyacinths, please.” Johnny said to Taehyung the florist.

Taehyung smiled softly at Johnny as he turned around to arrange the bouquet. After Johnny got the flowers, he walked slowly to your destination. He wasn’t sure if you were ever going to forgive him but he tried. He melted every ounce of pride within him. Johnny hated apologizing but he knows he has to. He could never spend the rest of his painfully, never-ending life without hearing your forgiveness.

He crouched down and place the flowers. Your new home only caused Johnny’s heart to squeeze tight. It reminded him of what could have been. For all the regret and mistakes he made, he exhaled sharply. As if on cue, a stray white tulip landed on your grave.

Johnny smiled behind his tears. He picked up the flower - the sign that you forgive him.

FIN.

a/n: i hope you liked this! feedback and thoughts are always welcome. <3

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REQUEST: Birthday - Raihan x Reader One-shot

Pairing: Raihan x Reader 

[One shot - more like a Drabble tbh]

Sorry it’s so short. This was harder than I realised O_O I hope you like it tho

Fluff, SFW

Title: Birthday

...

It’s your birthday in a few weeks and you noticed Raihan had been acting weird.

Firstly, he started coming home late.

Like really late.

Secondly, he wouldn’t tell you where he went, just that he had ‘something to sort out’.

Third, he began smelling...strange.

Not so much like aromatic perfume, but more of a musky, earth smell.

When you google up the signs, they all seem to point that your boyfriend of several years could be cheating on you. 

Raihan would never cheat on me, you find yourself thinking to yourself. He just won’t.

But what was really going on was that Raihan was planning a birthday surprise for you and had spent a long time with the presentation and preparation.

You’d been together for a few years now and every year, he’d gotten you something different.

For the first year, he surprised you with a designer handbag and a luxury weekend getaway but he soon learned that you’re not too intrigued or crazed about labels or enchanting locations but all in all, it was a lovely birthday treat and there were several good memories from that.

For your birthday the next year, he got you a baby Pokemon and whisked you off to Alola for a daring skydiving session over Akala Island. 

And the year after that, there was no more beating around the bush and he straight up asked you what wanted and you said you weren’t too fussed because you don’t need Raihan to go all out or take you to such expensive places.

It could be also to do with getting old and being around him for so long that you didn’t have much to look forward to nor did you want anything in particular, you did tell him that you would rather just spend a nice evening with him and have a delicious home cooked, candlelit meal.

However, Raihan’s still determined to treat you so this year too, so he asked the gym leaders what would be a good birthday present for his lover and received mixed results:

Opal told him he should try baking a cake. 

Milo told him a Wooloo is the key to a woman’s heart, but you already have one.

Nessa thought a meal at The Captain’s Table would do the trick.

Kabu said a trip to Hoenn would possibly suffice.

Piers also gave him tickets to his concert.

Raihan rubbed his chin, wondering if it was possible to combine all those ideas but then realised it’s better to come up with something far more original and something that would resonate more with you.

Therefore, he found himself sitting down on the grassy pitch of Hammerlocke stadium one day, writing ideas down. He eventually compiled a list and went through it many times, ticking several ideas off. He even resorted to online videos for inspiration.

In the end, he remembered how much you love Goomy and an idea formed in his mind.

Keeping it as a surprise was harder than preparing the actual surprise.

And the more he came home late and the more he gave you excuses as to why he was being so darned secretive, the more he saw your face falling when he would refuse to disclose where he was going, the more it pained him inside.

Finally, on the day of your birthday, you’re first to wake up and although you try to wake him up too, he’s exhausted because he came home so late last night so all you can do is get ready for work, wriggling free from his grip and slipping off the bed. 

You silently get dressed albeit watching him worriedly before you head downstairs to make breakfast and as you munch on your cereal, reading this morning’s news on your phone, you hear the steps creaking one by one and soon Raihan appears in the kitchen, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

“Hey babe,” he greets you wearily, shoving his feet into his flip-flops and making his way to the sink where he fixes himself a glass of water.

“Hi babe,” you reply, watching him down the drink before he lowers his hand, wiping his mouth.

You both regard each other for a few moments before you clear your throat. 

He looks at you expectantly. “What’s wrong?”

You’re grinning, nudging your head to the calendar. 

Raihan watches you silently, taking another sip.

“...Aren’t you forgetting something?” you say, your grin widening.

He takes another sip.

You end up huffing, crossing your arms. “Rai. Today is-”

“Ah, that’s right,” Raihan says, before he smirks at you. You nod, sitting up properly in your seat. “How could I forget?”

“Yes yes?”

“It’s your-”

“Yes?”

“It’s your b-”

You’re leaning further in your seat expectantly. “Yes?”

“Brother’s seminar today, isn’t it? He’s hosting a special training event at Hammerlocke University.”

There is a brief silence following his reply.

“Oh....” you mumble out; you’re visibly deflating, slumping in your seat and throwing your saddened gaze to the floor, “....Yeah, it is. Funny you remembered that and not...well, you know.”

But he’s looking at the clock, “Shouldn’t you be heading for work now?” he adds, “You’re gonna be late.”

“Oh, uh, yeah,” you finish the rest of your cereal as quickly as you can and slide off your seat, grabbing your bag, donning your coat and slinging it over your shoulder. “I’ll be back at six.”

“Okay, see ya. Have fun at work.” Raihan says, and he pulls you in for a quick kiss before pinching you briefly on the ass, and you leave the house.

Once the door closes, Raihan rubs the back of his neck awkwardly when he recalls how disappointed you look, “....I’m really pushing it, aren’t I?” he utters to himself. 

...

Raihan couldn’t have forgotten the date of your birthday, could he?

You’ve been together for years now.

At work, your coworkers surprise you with a birthday card and a box of chocolates which you are grateful for. You will be going out for drinks with them another day.

They ask you what Raihan got you for your birthday and if he surprised you with anything this morning but you tell them he didn’t mention anything but he remembered your brother’s seminar, not your birthday.

They’re stunned by the revelation and you think, hell I should’ve kept my trap shut because it sounds embarrassing but they tell you maybe he has a surprise waiting for you at home.

You inwardly hope that’s the case.

Work is over in a pinch and you begin to finish up for the day, leaving the office.

You always treat yourself to something nice on your birthday but today you will just pop into the grocery store and buy one of your favourite snacks. 

Once you’ve grabbed a few packets and paid for them, you head home with your goodies and check your phone. You haven’t received any messages from Raihan all day; he’s been awfully silent since and you can’t help but feel extremely disappointed but also, this is rather uncharacteristic of him. 

However, when you open the front door and step inside, you realise the entire hallway has been outlined with little chubby candles.

Your jaw drops open in shock.

“What the...”

And you hastily put down the bag of groceries on the cupboard and kick off your shoes, glancing around.

It’s a pleasant surprise so you step further down the dimly lit hallway, smiling to yourself as you marvel the beautiful display. 

You follow the candles all the way towards your shared bedroom and you open the door only to bring your hands to your mouth to cover your gasp.

Raihan sits on the bed facing you, which is decorated entirely with rose petals and in front of him on the floor are a number of Goomy arranged to form a heart. They all look up at you, blinking their little beady eyes upon your arrival.

“Oh my god!” You exclaim before Raihan grins widely; he’s holding a little silver harmonica in hand.

“Hey baby girl,” he replies, as you gape at the group of Goomy who gurgle happily at you, before you avert your gaze to the gym leader.

“What is this????”

“Your birthday present,” Raihan’s grin broadens. “Watch.”

He lifts the harmonica to his lips and blow a single note which rings lightly in the air, and suddenly the Goomy begin to sing in harmony to the tune of the ‘Happy Birthday’ song.

You smack a hand over your mouth with delight and shock as they warble. 

The Goomy seem to know when to take turns and harmonise in a series of watery gurgles and loud chirping and begin waving to and fro in a mesmerising pattern, their round and squishy bodies bobbing up and down in tune to the song whilst their little horns wiggle in the air. 

The song is almost finished and a particularly chubby Goomy opens its mouth wide and emits a low bass tone to finish the song which makes you giggle.

You squat in front of the group once the song is over and the Goomy cheerfully gather around you as you hold your arms out.

“That was amazing!!!” you gush, patting each and every one of them on their heads and stroking their horns. They line up single file and you giggle and proceed to lift each and every Goomy off the floor and into your arms, hugging them tightly, and pecking them on the top of their heads one by one. “You guys were awesome!”

Once you’re finished, the Goomy jump up and down on their spots happily and you move to stand; Raihan beckons you closer to him and you eagerly step over towards him and he pulls you into his arms and settles you into his lap, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“I thought you forgot...” you say with a pout, fiddling with the white little straps of his hoodie.

“I’d never forget your birthday,” he murmurs, reaching forwards to press a sweet kiss on your lips. 

“Is this the reason why you were always coming home so late? You were teaching them to sing for me...”

“Yeah.”

“And that smell!” you exclaim.

Raihan blinks blankly at you. “What smell?”

“It’s Goomy,” you chuckle and slink your arms around his neck, kissing him tentatively in response. “I should’ve known.”

“Hehe, but you didn't. Did you like it?” he asks, before he leans forwards and presses his lips deeply against the curve of your cheek, letting go to briefly nuzzle you at the same time, making you squirm and giggle in his grip.

“Yes!” you exclaim, before you throw your arms around him tightly. “Thank you so much, I love it!”

“Anything for you, baby girl,” he replies with a grin, and you smile as he encircles his arms around you, bringing you into a deep, passionate kiss.

EXTRA:

Raihan’s gotten you more gifts of course. He spoils you rotten.

Also, no Goomy’s were harmed in this production.

-------------

Note:

I even made a meme for this:

#request #Raihan x you #Raihan x reader #one shot #birthday #raihan #kibana #jeralee #headcanons #pokemon #pokemonshield #pokemonsword #pokemon shield and sword #pokemonswordandshield

[dokoni-mo]

Back Again, Together || Darth Vader x Reader (Chapter Two)

(A/N: ayee I’m back at it again!! I’m sorry this chapter took me so long to get out y’all!! I took a break because it was my bday and I had to write and rewrite alot of parts :’’’)) it was just like nothing seemed to go together properly. But, I’m happy with how this chapter turned out!! And it makes me excited to write the next chapter!! As always, tags are open for anything, and important links are below :)) enjoy!) 

Masterlist Link (Link to Far Away, Together, the first part of this story) : [x]

Chapter One : [x]

WARNINGS: brief mentions of death, some angst, a bit of canon-typical violence, cursing, otherwise none!

Key: (F/N) = first name, (L/N) = last name 

Word Count: ~3900

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Even though you knew that pulling the trigger would have been the best thing for you and your love, you couldn’t seem to do it. 

Something deep inside you had compelled you to keep that girl alive. After a long moment of silence between the two of you, the woman you were threatening to shoot raised her hands, showing you that she wasn’t going to try anything as she turned to face you. Looking down at her and her sitting frame your face adorned a scowl as you continued to point your blaster at her, despite her yielding stance. 

One wrong move, and you would not hesitate to protect. 

With the woman now facing you, you were able to get a better look at her. She looked up at you with big, pretty brown eyes. Within their depths, you found something that surprised you, and caused you to soften your expression just a tad. 

Wonder and hope. 

You were quite puzzled why she would look at you in such a way. You didn’t know this girl at all. You had no idea who she was. 

How did she know you?

You had to know. 

“Who are you?” you said to her firmly, your grip tightening on your blaster as you addressed her, “Why are you here?” 

The whimsical look in the girl’s big, brown eyes only grew as she slowly lowered her hands to rest on the ground below her. You should of shot her right then, but you just couldn’t. 

You had absolutely no idea as to why. 

“You’re (F/N) (L/N), aren’t you?” the girl asked you, her accented voice soft to match the smile that crept onto her face. 

Your eyes widened a little as your lips parted in shock, your nerves firing off at the usage of your full name. How in the galaxy did she know who you were? Your scowl deepening again, you regripped your blaster as you spoke. 

“How do you know my name?!” you demanded, eyeing the girl below you, “Who are you?!”

Her smile dropping, the brunette intruder responded, her fingers curling in the grass around her. 

“I’m Rey.” she said simply. 

“You still haven’t answered my question from before, Rey.” you hissed, “Why are you here?” 

Deep down inside of you, you felt bad for being so rude to the young girl. However, on the surface of your being, you found it hard to care, despite the pitiful look she gave you. 

“I’ll explain everything, I promise.” she said, looking from your blaster then back up to you. 

“Go on, then.” you said after a moment of your silence, waving your blaster slightly. 

Rey licked her bottom lip in compilation as silence filled the air again. The scowl on your face did not waver for a moment during that time, your arm growing tired from holding up the blaster for so long. You were somewhat relieved when she finally spoke again. 

“I… I can’t do it-” 

Before she could finish, you stepped forward aggressively at her, your finger tightening around the trigger as she shuffled backward, her eyes widening. 

“Here! I can’t do it here!” she nearly shouted at you, looking down the barrel of your blaster. 

“WHY not?!” you demanded, your tone rising to match her own. 

“I need…” Rey began, her tone lowering as she looked you in the eyes, “I need… I need to speak to both you and...” 

She trailed off, the look on her face making it seem like she was scared to finish her sentence. Your brow furrowed in frustration. 

Either tell me what it is or get the fuck off my planet. 

After a heavy, thick silence, she finished her sentence. 

“Him.”  

You felt the hand that held your blaster lower without you even commanding it to do so. Your brow furrowed again in a flurry of different thoughts and emotions as you processed her singular, simple word. 

Him. 

Him...

You knew exactly what she meant. 

You knew exactly what she was trying to say. 

You knew exactly where she wanted to go. 

But she wasn’t going to get past you so easily. 

“Who the hell sent you?” you asked her, your tone much softer than it had been before. 

Rey didn’t respond. All she could do was stare at you dumbly, as if she were a kid and you were the freshest, newest toy on the market all the other schoolkids wanted to get their grubby, snotty hands on. This made your brow furrow again after a moment, and also made you let out a soft sigh. 

“Rey.” you said firmly, making her jump a little. 

“I-I’m sorry, it's just… you're a bit of a legend around the Resistance, ma’am. And you look so young, I…” 

You felt your lips part at her words. A legend? You? She had to be on deathsticks. And the Resistance? Did she mean the Republic? And what she last said… 

You dropped your gaze from Rey to look at your reflection in the metal of your blaster. She wasn’t wrong by any means. This was the first time you had really looked at yourself in quite some time, and were subtly shocked at what stared back at you. 

You looked as if you hadn’t aged a single day since the fall of the Empire. 

You were pristine. As if time had forgotten about you, forgot to age you in any regard.

Hell, you had to be so old by now...

Yet not one wrinkle adorned your skin. 

I guess Vee really wasn’t just trying to gas me up, you thought to yourself. 

Letting out another sigh, you returned your blaster to the side of your belt, crossing your arms over your chest as you spoke. 

“It’s a bit of a mystery to me as well,” you said, referring to your youthful look, “but it’s the same for him too. He looks just the same as the day I first saw his face. He says it’s the will of the force, if you’re familiar with it. He says it’s keeping us alive, as if it has something in store for us, or something it needs us to do. He can’t tell what, though, and I’m nowhere near in-tune with that stuff…” 

You felt your gaze fall to the ground below you. Were you oversharing? Why were you telling all this to someone you just met? 

You didn’t know, but weren’t able to stop. 

“Whatever it is, I kinda hate it. I just wanted to grow old with him, and die peacefully with him here... but it looks like I can’t even have that luxury.” 

Seeing Rey stand up in your peripheral, you picked up your gaze from the ground to look at her, feeling yourself become puzzled at her determined, hopeful look. She had the bag from before over her shoulder, and a faint smile on her face as she spoke to you. 

“I think I’m here to tell you what that something is.” Rey said, the strands that escaped her buns fluttering in the wind. 

You made no attempt to match Rey’s smile as you eyed her up and down. She sounded sincere, and made no attempt to kill you yet, but you just met her. How could you trust her? How could you trust she wouldn’t try anything if you took her to him. 

You didn’t know. 

“How do I know this isn’t a setup? That you won’t just try to kill us both?” you asked, your tone serious and firm. 

You watched as Rey’s smile faded at your words, feeling your lips part as she responded. 

“I’m here because of Luke.” 

~~~

The hurried walk back to your home was extremely awkward, and the entering of your home was even more so. 

Pushing in through the door, you watched as Rey darted her eyes around your home, her stance stiff and unmoving from just inside the door frame. 

You almost felt bad. She looked so frightened, yet so determined. 

“Come in.” you said, making your way down the hallway of your home, “Just don’t touch anything.” 

Nodding her head firmly with wide eyes, Rey followed you down the hallway, her footsteps careful. She soon met you by your kitchen table, and you watched as her lips parted as she scanned your tools strewn about its surface. You would have smiled and teased her for it, but there were far more pressing matters at hand. 

“You can sit on either chair,” you said, crossing your arms over your chest, “I don’t care which.” 

You said your words as a statement, but Rey knew that it was more of a demand. Nodding her head again, she prompted to sit in the chair closest to her, taking her staff off of her back and leaning it up against the table. 

Rey looked up to meet your gaze, and you met hers right back, your arms still folded across your chest. Licking her lips, you could tell that Rey was…

Scared. 

No matter how much she tried to hide it. 

You recognized the look from long ago, back when you were still a mechanic.

“Where…” she began with her voice barely above a whisper, shifting her weight in her seat as she paused, “Where is he?” 

Your back stiffened at her words. You had almost forgotten that she wanted him to be here too. 

You didn’t like it. 

You didn’t like it at all. 

But…

This was about Luke. 

You knew he would want to hear it. 

“He’s… I-I’ll- I’ll go get him.” you said, your gaze dropping for a moment. 

Watching as the brunette seated in front of you nodded, you felt a sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach. 

This was such a gamble… 

Such a risk...

But one you were willing to take. 

“Don’t touch anything while I’m gone.”  you said, turning to leave, “And don’t go anywhere.” 

Rey nodded again as she watched you go out the back door. 

~~~

The walk to the bunker’s door filled you with what was possibly every feeling at once. You were scared, nervous, frightened, antsy, puzzled, and excited all at once. 

You wondered what your love would say, when you told him you let a stranger into your home. 

You sighed as you were met with the bunker door. 

You just hoped you wouldn’t be angry. 

Taking in a deep breath, you reached your hand up and knocked on the metal of the bunker door, noticing how your hand shook as you spoke. 

“Vee,” you said, “It’s safe…” 

After a brief pause of your mind racing a mile a minute, you were relieved when you heard the groan of the metal opening. Letting out the breath you took in before, you let out a yelp as you felt a large, gloved hand grab onto your wrist and pull you close to its owner, your eyes widening at the sudden movement. Still processing what was happening, you felt the hand on your wrist move up to your tricep, as well as another matching itself on your opposite side. 

You were still in quite the state of bewilderment as you heard him speak. 

“(F/N), darling,” you heard his voice say, a touch quicker than normal, “Are you hurt?” 

Your lips parting and your eyes blinking in confusion, you were finally able to process what was happening when you looked up. Your eyes were met with the familiar sight of the love of your life, and you felt a warm, inviting sense of comfort wash over you as you felt yourself in his grasp. 

You could’ve cried right then and there, but quickly decided against it. 

“What? N-No, Vee, I’m okay, I’m fine.” you said, trying to keep your tone as reassuring as possible. 

“I sensed another presence when you left,” he told you, “and you were taking so long, I…” 

You felt his grasp tighten on your arms as he paused, and felt your heart ache once he continued. 

“I began to fear the worst.” 

Your brow bent downwards as you heard the tone of his deep voice. You didn’t even realize how long you had really taken until he mentioned it. You didn’t mean to frighten him, not at all. Talking with Rey must have taken a lot longer than expected…

Rey. 

You had to tell him. 

And you were going to. 

But it also had to wait a moment. 

You had to tell him it was okay. 

Standing on your tip-toes, you wrapped your arms around your love’s armored neck as best you could, hugging him close to you and softly speaking to him as you felt his large, strong arms wrap around your much smaller frame. 

“I’d never leave you that easily, Vee.” you reassured him, his grasp tightening at your words, “Never in a million years. I’m so sorry I worried you.” 

After a moment of silence between the two of you, you felt your love’s arms unwind themselves from around your frame, only stopping once his gloved hands cradled your face like it was the most precious thing in the galaxy. Returning back to your normal standing position, you gently laid your hands upon the large expanse of his chest, looking up at him to meet his intense gaze. 

“I still feel the same presence, darling.” he said, “They are still alive. We must destroy them.” 

At first you were puzzled as to what he was going on about, but quickly remembered why you were here. 

The intruder. 

Rey. 

Sighing deeply, you let your gaze drop as you crossed your arms over your chest, stepping back from Vader’s grasp. You saw him tilt his head in confusion as you spoke. 

“That’s… That’s why I’m here, Vee.” you said. 

A pause from him. 

“What do you mean, darling?” he asked, his bewildered tone sending a shiver down your spine. 

“That, umm, presence or whatever,” you explained, “That’s why I’m here.” 

Silence from him. You figured he wasn’t getting it, so you sucked in a breath and continued on. 

“They’re… They’re here for both of us, Vee. They want to speak with us.”

Another pause before he spoke. At times like this, you wished you were sensitive to the force. You had no idea what he was thinking, let alone how he felt about all of this. Your eyes searching his mask for any sign of what his thoughts were, you immediately began to assume the worst. 

You couldn’t blame him, however. No one had been to your home as long as the two of you had been here. He wasn’t happy with being around other people before, so why would he now?

He wouldn’t be. 

“Why?” 

“They wouldn’t tell me,” you said, “They told me they couldn’t tell me. They’re, umm… They’re inside. Right now. They’re waiting for us…” 

Yet another silence. 

You bit your lip. 

Was this too much to process at once? The fact that you had been gone for far too long, chatting with the intruder, and then let them into your home?

It had to be. 

Shit. 

Please don’t be mad. 

Your wishes quickly went in vain. Pushing past you, Vader’s steps were strong and determined as he stepped out of the bunker into the light of day. Turning to watch him, you opened your mouth to protest but no words came out. You were cut off by the sound of his saber igniting, the crimson making your nerves fire off. 

He was heading right to the house. 

Shit. 

You really didn’t want to

“Vee! No!” you called out, running up in front of him to stop his pace. 

“Move, (F/N).” your love rumbled out, not minding how rude he sounded. 

“Ani, you can’t just-” you began to say before he cut you off, pushing past you. 

“This intruder must be destroyed.” 

“Vader, please, just-” 

“NO.” he snapped, cutting you off again, “This will not be. How dare they enter our home, (F/N). How dare-”

“Maybe they have something important to say!” 

“Nothing in this galaxy warrants them to come into our home, to put you in danger, (F/N), and-”  

“They’re here because of Luke!” you bellowed out, moving in front of him once more. 

Stopping in his tracks, Vader pointed his mask down to your frame, watching your chest rose and fell with deep, quick breaths. Staring at one another for a long while, the only sound that filled the silence was the sound of his respirator coupled with the hum of his saber. If someone had came up to you and told you that time had stopped right then, you would have believed them.

The two of you hadn’t stared at one another like this in such a long time. 

The moment was raw, giant even, yet subtle in it’s delivery. 

Licking your lips, you decided you would take the liberty of breaking the silence. 

“That’s… That’s all they told me. They’re here for Luke.” 

Another long pause. 

The only response you got was him unigniting his saber. 

~~~

To say that Rey was in utter disbelief when she saw  you helping your love through the door would be a criminal understatement. 

You had taken your love by the hand and had him lean part of his weight on you as you helped him walk back into your house, his body feeling somewhat weakened from all the excitement the day had brought. Once Rey had seen that tall, looming figure step through the door, her brown eyes went as large as dinner plates, and her shoulders had stiffened a great deal. 

It was him.

Actually him. 

Rey had obeyed your order of not touching anything or going anywhere, but now she felt like she couldn’t even move if she wanted to. She felt frozen in place by the sight of that man, the temperature in her body lowering to match that feeling. 

The tension in the room grew exponentially as you led your lover over to the table and helped him to sit down, stepping away to find a chair for yourself from the other room. You didn’t think it was possible, but you watched as Rey’s eyes grew even larger as you left them alone together. 

She didn’t say a word to your love. In fact, she couldn’t if she wanted to. Rey was looking right at him. Lord Vader. Once the most feared man in the galaxy. Destroyer of worlds. The right hand  of the Empire. The commander of its armies. The murderer of so, so many souls. Hunter of jedi. Dark Lord of the Sith. 

Rey thought that she was prepared to see Lord Vader, but she quickly learned she, in fact, in no way, shape, or form was. She could feel the fear on her bones, and hear her nerves screaming as Lord Vader looked at her without a single word.

The amount of strength and power and resentment emanating off of that man was consuming. It threatened to swallow Rey whole if she were to let her guard down for even a second. 

She wanted to run. She wanted to get away as fast as she possibly could. She wanted to go back to her ship and leave this place forever. 

But, she couldn't. 

She had to speak with him, and with you. 

One wrong word to him, and she could be dead. But one wrong word to you… 

She had heard the stories. 

She would be dead. 

Without question. 

Feeling a wash of relief take over her, Rey allowed her gaze to fall off of the sith lord in front of her as she watched you carry your chair by the table. You planted the piece of furniture right next to your love, and mumbled out a quick sorry before sitting down. 

Watching your movements a second longer, Rey felt her lips part. 

Glancing down, she noticed a large, black, gloved hand open itself by your side.

His hand. 

Observing further, she watched how you smiled at the sith lord oh so… fondly. She also watched as you placed your hand into his much larger one, and blinked at how smoothly you and his fingers intertwined together. 

Rey was bewildered. How were you so brave? How could you sit next to that man, smile at him, and then take his hand all like it was nothing? Without fear? Like you did it every single day? 

Seeing that sight before her, Rey was… calmed. 

She never thought she would see such a thing. 

Thinking a moment longer, she never thought she would see any of this. 

Such a quaint, tiny little home, on such a beautiful planet, with such a deep sense of.. 

Love. 

Love for such a… 

Notorious, man. 

And for one of the bravest mechanics the galaxy had ever seen. 

It was almost ironic, yet it soothed Rey to no end. 

She wasn’t sure why. 

Giving your love one last glance, you turned your gaze to Rey, shooting her an expectant look as you continued to hold his hand. Vee following suit not long after, you watched as Rey realized she wasn’t saying anything, licking her lips and shifting in her chair as she spoke. 

“Thank you for letting me into your home…” she said, her eyes darting from you to Vader a mile a minute, “The both of you.” 

You opened your mouth to respond, but were surprised when you heard your love’s voice instead. 

“Your welcome has been far overstayed.” he said, tilting his armored head slightly, “Make this quick.” 

You couldn’t help but smile at your love’s words and the look on Rey’s face when she heard him speak. 

Even after all these years, Vader still had his intimidation factor. 

Just like old times… 

“Y-Yes, of course.” Rey whispered, clearing her throat before she continued in a louder tone. 

“I’m assuming you both know. A-About Luke, that is.” 

The silence from the both of you and the look on your face told Rey all she needed to know. 

“Right, well, you both will be glad to know that his, erm… passing, was an honorable one. He did what had to be done, and he was… He was at peace when he went. He saved us. He saved all of us.” 

A brief moment of silence filled the air around the three of you. Feeling your love squeeze your hand, you realized you had to be the stronger one that afternoon. 

This had to be so much for him to hear. 

Your love’s son died doing what he loved doing… 

Protecting others. 

Vee must be so proud… 

Rubbing the back of your love’s gloved knuckles with your thumb, you cleared your throat before speaking. 

“You said us. What do you mean us?” 

You weren’t expecting the puzzled look that adorned Rey’s face. 

“What do you mean? The Resistance, of course.” 

It was your turn to adorn a look of bewilderment. You remembered she had mentioned the Resistance before, but still didn’t know what she meant. You shot up a confused look to Vee before looking back to Rey, your brow furrowed. 

“You mean the Rebellion? Or the Republic?” you asked. 

“What? No, the Resistance. The Rebellion became the Resistance, don’t you know?” 

You scoffed, “But, why? We defeated the Empire. Why do we still need a Rebellion? There’s nothing to rebel against.” 

You felt your heart sink as you watched Rey’s face morph from one of confusion to one of shock and fright. A nervous feeling bubbling up in your stomach, you squeezed your love’s hand. 

Something was wrong. You didn’t need the force to feel it. 

That meant you knew he could feel it too. 

“Oh, maker…” Rey whispered out, her eyes wide, “You don’t know…”

You felt a chill wash over your body. You had to swallow before you spoke again. 

“Know what?” 

Rey shifted her weight in her seat again. 

“I’m… I’m sorry I’m the one to tell you this but…” 

Rey trailed off for a moment, sitting in silence as she thought of the right words to say. 

“There’s a new Empire. The First Order. And…” 

Another pause. 

“Emperor Palpatine has returned.” 

~~~

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