#Everytime I see someone not wearing a mask I get so angry and feel so fucking betrayed

[hamartia-grander]

I'm actually so sick and fucking tired of people who think covid is comparable to the flu. Just bc you or a family member got it and didn't die doesn't mean it's not super fucking serious and life threatening, ESPECIALLY for disabled people/people with health issues/autoimmune disorders. Every time my father sees me wearing a mask he rants about how covid is just like the flu and that everyone is over reacting and [insert shitty conspiracy theory here] and it makes me so upset every goddamn time. I got covid half a year ago, despite doing everything right, thanks to my parents' stupidity. I was sick for 13 days, entirely bedridden and feverish for 9 of those days. I physically couldn't get out of bed, not even to piss, the entire first day my mother had to half carry me everywhere. Same thing the second day, when she dragged me to the doctor where I tested positive. The first five days, I couldn't even look at an electronic device and had to keep the lights off all the time bc I'd actually vomit. I had a migraine that didn't go away no matter what medicine I took, for the entire the first week. My nose was constantly stuffy and my sinuses were so backed up I couldn't breathe through my nose, which made breathing in general so difficult and painful bc my asthma was also exacerbated. So my chest hurt too. All my normal chronic pain was magnified tenfold. I had a 103 fever for three days in a row, then it fluctuated between 98-100 the rest of the time. Thinking about it right now I still remember the pain and how it felt. I've had strep throat, a lot as a kid. I've had chicken pox, and the flu several times, because my parents never fucking vaccinated us. I have never been more sick in my goddamn life than I was with covid. And this is just me. Yes I'm disabled and yes I'm still being tested for possible autoimmune disorders (my mom and her whole side of the family have them) but even still I'm not nearly as at risk as a lot of people, and I was still more affected than anyone in my entire family, who have all also gotten covid because of their own stupidity. My taste and smell were never affected, but I'm still losing hair from it, which is apparently also a symptom I never knew about.

Wear. Your fucking. Masks. Covid is still around, it's still super fucking serious, it is NOT just like the flu, and you had fucking better take it seriously. Even if you don't care about getting it yourself, at least show some goddamn consideration for others whose health and lives are at risk.

#And despite how horribly sick I got my father literally doesn't believe me that I felt that bad #He actually thinks I faked it to make them take it more seriously. I always fake giving a shit about you dad I didn't fake covid #Covid #cw covid #coronavirus #Everytime I see someone not wearing a mask I get so angry and feel so fucking betrayed #Every maskless bitch who claims to be leftist or supportive of others or claims to care at all about other humans are fucking liars #If you can't even wear a harmless mask when you go in public how the fuck can you actually believe you care about others. #Note that I'm speaking from the perspective of an American tho. I understand there's places where covid doesn't even exist anymore #Or where there's no reported cases #But in America it's so fucking bad it's unbelievable #I couldn't even go to a hospital bc we were out of state when I got sick and no where took our insurance bc apparently being out of state #Voids your insurance or at least it did ours

[nyahchan]

Childe's Dear Roomate

Modern AU Childe x fem!faceless pornstar streamer reader 18+

TW:mentiones of toys, voyeurism (?) , modern au childe,daddy kink, squirting,

I think you can guess the rest of the tags

This is inspired by a fic I read but I can't find it anymore so idk who to give credits

:readmore: (this shi never works)

Every waking moment

Every hour at work

It all felt irritating

He could only grow restless till his working hours were up and he could leave

Childe's favourite activity of the day was going home, not to relax, not to eat, not to sleep, but to watch his favourite streamer, oh how cute she was! hiding her face with a mask, wearing a wig for extra caution, all while showing her beautiful and gorgeous body to the entire world for money, playing with herself for ___$ , Cumming on the stream for ___$, using various toys for ___$,Moaning a certain viewer's name for special donations and oh so much more! Childe could only feel aroused and angry everytime your stream started, you were showing your lovely body and doing such unholy things in front of so many perverts like himself just for money, he could easily give you the money you need! Just thinking about having you by his side, fucking you every waking moment, giving you the money that you oh so badly need to be doing such things on the internet was enough to make him cum all over his screen as he watched your stream on his computer.

Everything was perfect as usual except for one thing, he had a new roommate now, ugh so annoying, although he didn't need to have a roommate as he had a very high paying job, he oh so stupidly agreed to it one night a few days ago while he was rewatching a few of his favourite streamer's streams, agreeing in the heat of the moment as he was annoyed that someone was calling him asking if she could be his roommate for external and internal reasons for a few days, childe kept thinking about kicking his annoying roommate out but figured it's only for a few days so he didn't even bother looking at his new roommate's face, and with that in mind he kept watching his darling streamer when he realized something, her background was different today and she was telling her viewers how she was at a different place for some internal reasons and to not pay attention to it but childe kept thinking about it over and over again... It looks familiar... Too familiar... Childe kept looking at the background till it clicked in his head, he grinned evilly and immediately dashed to his new roommate's room and behold! His darling was right in front of him, completely naked, a dildo inside her sopping pussy, her face covered with a mask, wearing a wig, her eyes widened as childe barged in. He on the other hand,wasted no time in unbuckling his already loose pants, only in his underwear from the waist down now, wearing a mask himself and going near the screen where she was sitting, "hey guys, today you're gonna see your favorite streamer get fucked by an actual cock instead of this fake tiny little dildo" childe said as he yanked the dildo out with so much force, it caused you to whimper out loudly, still shocked from the turn of events "this will be her last stream so gonna make it a special one ya see" "don't even need to pay today, just watch and see how good I fuck my darling unlike you disgusting perverts, savour this moment in your heart" he says to the screen as he quickly takes his pants off, revealing his long and girthy member ", your eyes widen "w-wait, w-what do you mean my last steam?!" You say all confused "darling, ya think I'm gonna let these animals look at you any longer now that I've found out you're my roommate~ don't worry daddy's gonna pay for everything, no need to do such degenerate things for money anymore, daddy's gonna wife ya up"

and with that, he starts aligning himself against your dripping pussy, you can only whimper in protest, he starts slowly entering you until he bottoms out, hissing at you walls tightening around him "although you just had a dildo shoved in ya, it appears you're still too tight for daddy's cock, never had an actual girthy cock before did ya?" He says smugly as he starts violently thrusting in and out of you, you start moaning loudly, lost in the pleasure, no one has ever fucked you think good before, your eyes roll back in your head as your tongue falls out of your mouth as you stop caring about how your screen is filling up with hundreds of messages , either praising you or degrading you as they talk in detail how they're jerking off right now to you,as you're getting fucked into oblivion, childe on the otherhand could feel his blood rushing to his dick even more as he saw all the comments popping on the screen, a feeling of possessiveness fills him up as he starts thrusting faster and faster while growling to show the world who you belong to now, your walls start tightening around his cock as you feel the knot in your stomach about to snap, but something feels different, very different "i-i think I need to pee, I-i feel strange" you whimper out "then piss on my cock" he grunts as he feels your walls tightening even more, and as if on command, you squirt all over his chest, your back arching as your head falls back, childe's eyes widen at the scene in front of him and he starts smirking mischievously at this new revelation "my my, it looks like someone just squirted~" he chuckles,your eyes quickly widen but he gives you a reassuring smile to indicate this is not something to be ashamed of and thrusts into you sloppily a few more times to help you through your high before cumming inside your pussy himself, you whimper out at the feeling of being filled to the brim by his seed.

Childe quickly ends the stream and places you onto his lap to let you rest up as he coos praises into your ear "no more showing the world your gorgeous body m-kay?I'll give you as much money you need, let's be permanent roommates" he says as he slips the mask off of your face and his as well, then snags the wig off of your head for more air "you look stunning, you know that right? Looked so good when you squirted,it's a shame the mask covered your face, wanted to fully see that tongue sticking out,maybe next time" he says as he brushes some hair off of your face, you might have just found a new sugar daddy, except you're probably gonna be living with him.... And might just become a parent in the process..

#modern childe #childe smut #childe x reader smut #childe x reader #tartagalia smut #tartaglia x reader smut #tartaglia x reader #genshin smut #genshin impact #smut #ajax x reader

[lyonneswife]

Secret Seduction

- Warnings: Smut, Gun play, Angst, Strap on, Alot of dirty talk, Hot angry Nicky

- Words: 1107

- Pairings: Str!pper Fem Reader X CEO!Mafia Nicky Nichols

Summary:

When losing your best friend and not seeing her until you were 20. You didn't expect her to be here at the club you worked at, You being her favourite dancer aswell. But will she remember you. Like you remember her.

Y/N's pov:

It was a Friday night and I was getting ready in my dressing room. Today is the day I'm gonna tell Nicky who I really am, but scared she'll freak out and leave me and never come back. But hopefully that doesn't happen.

Nicky doesn't know I'm actually her long lost best friend. I only realised it was her because she signed with her last name. Nichols. I always loved that name, kinda wanted to be a Nichols one day. But that would've never happened.

However she only didn't know who I am because I go by. Bunny, us dancers have to hide our identity for privacy reasons so I picked that name. Because she'd always call me that as a kid. It was a cute nickname tho, I loved it. Everytime she called me it, I'd get this weird feeling. Butterflies, I think that's what you call it.

Even my outfit was a bunny, I thought it'll be cute to match the outfit with my name. i wore a sparkly red lacey two piece, black fishnets, paired with black heels and a cute bunny tail to match and black bunny ears. I also had a mask just for that extra secrecy. My makeup was dark with a red lip to bring it out.

It was now 11:00 pm and time for me to go on stage. Slowly walking on red lights beemed in my face. As I See Red starts playing, i slowly walked over to the pole and began my dance.

Pushed close to the pole my fingers glide over the metal as my head tilts back, my fingertips sliding down my neck. Turning around i slide down the pole gliding my hands up my body lifting my hair, my eyes catch hers a smirk plastered on her lips as she leans back in her chair, eyes scanning over my body. Looking back at her lips she mouths "hot" followed along with a wink. I bit my lip back at her before sliding on to the floor, my butt proped up in the air bouncing when i hit the floor. Sliding back up off the floor i grip the pole standing up and tilting my head back again and swinging on it. As the music stops i look back at Nicky once more mouthing "find me after this" before stepping off the stage.

Walking towards my dressing room to freshen up someone grabs me, pressing their lips to mine. "get the fuck off of me" i shout pushing away the stranger. "Bunny calm down its me" Nicky spoke. "Nicky" i say with a soft voice "yeah princess" "you looked so hot out there sugar, when can i see this beautiful face of yours" she replied trying to lift off my mask. "not yet you know the rules Nicky" i laughed. "yeah i know but i like breaking the rules" her hands sliding up my curves pulling me closer to her capturing my lips in a passionate kiss. "ok ok thats enough let me go freshen up" i spoke lightly pushing her off me "ok but dont be too long, i'll wait for you sugar" smiling at her before walking into the dressing room.

I decided to change my outfit to a black version of the one i was already wearing and touched up my makeup. Heading back out i couldnt find Nicky anywhere "she went into the red private room" one of the security guards said i just nodded and walked to find her.

Arriving at the door i just walked in to see Nicky there leaned back in a chair manspread holding a bottle of vodka. "Bunny your back come here" she says while moving her finger in a 'come over here' gesture. Shutting the door behind me i slowly walk over to her sitting down on her lap i groan feeling the toy through her pants. "be a good girl and you can have it" "but what if i dont want to be good" i wine "well then i'll punish you" she smirks "oh really?" "Yeah I'll punish that pretty pussy of yours" she says sliding her hands down to my thighs gripping them. As a small moan escapes my lips.

"Now your gonna do what i say okay bunny" she whispers in my ear. "Yes" I reply "Yes what?" "Yes Nicky" i whisper "good girl" she says sending shivers down my spine. "now take that mask off for me sugar" my heart starts to race hearing them words, 'fuck' i thought to myself. She cant know who i am, this wont go well. "i- i cant, remember.." i stuttered "oh but you can baby" she spoke trying to lift the mask. "Nicky seriously i cant. You wont like me no more if i do" i say turning away. "Thats not true i'll always like you" she says grabbing my chin turning me to face her. "okay" here goes nothing. I look deep in her dark brown eyes my hand on my mask. 3.. 2.. 1. "y/n.. " she says in confusion "Nicky i can explain" she pushes me off her and takes out her gun. "Nicky please I'm sorry" "I haven't seen you for 20 years and now your a stripper care to explain y/n"  i dont answer her. Fear covers my face as she comes closer holding the gun in my face "fucking answer me y/n, did you forget that i was a mafia leader baby huh?" "Nicky when I- when i saw you. i was too afraid to say something so I thought pretending to not know you was.. better" I say with my head down.

"Y/n you could've told me and not make me believe this lie" she spoke. "Do you hate me? Are you gonna kill me now?" I say as a tear falls from my eye "No I'm not gonna kill you, but I am gonna make you regret what you did. So on your knees princess" she spoke pointing the gun in a downward position pushing me down to the floor.

A/N: sorry I haven't posted in awhile i haven't had much motivation but I will try to post sometimes.

#nicky nichols #nickynicholsfanfic #natasha lyonne #natasha lyonne fan fic #fanfic #lgbtq #wlw #lesbian #smut

[transarsonist]

I don't think I'm forever turned off to polyamory, or loving someone who's poly. I just was majorly hurt by someone I really relied on and trusted at the time. And everytime I really think about it or talk about it I start sobbing, like right now. I know there are people who can be polyamorous and have a main partner, and be open and honest and fully committed to the things that partner wants, but I've only ever been betrayed and never had my needs honored in a poly relationship, and haven't had anyone new to show me that it CAN be healthy and okay, so it just brings up a lot of emotions.

I just want to be a main partner to someone. I just want to be someone's home, someone's person to have kids with, someone's foundation. Because in all healthy relationships each partner has other outside relationships. In monogamy it's friends. And I know that outside relationships are so so so important to a base romantic and sexual relationships, and because of that I'm trying with my therapist, with my friends, all the time, to make that a less emotionally triggering thing for me.

Brains are weird. Emotional trauma is weird. And it fucking sucks when horrible emotional situations get in the way of being able to have functional and healthy relationships, and I'm fighting every day to yes, sob over my emotions, and then settle and try to feel safe.

I just want to feel safe. From what I know of you, from what we've talked about, from how I see you approach sexual and romantic relationships, I'm starting to trust that you'd be open to having that open conversation with me to help me feel safe.

Life is growth. Growth hurts. No wonder children cry over this bullshit.

-🍷🐱

i really really understand where you're coming from with that, ive only had 2 monogamous relationships in my life, and in both of them my trust was abused and betrayed, so i can relate Really strongly in the opposite direction. my last one ended in some pretty heavy psychological abuse where my triggers were relentlessly pushed as punishment, and having no one to turn to, trying to turn to Their friends only made them more angry.

if you wanted to be my Corazon, my Home, your needs would always come first, and if that means sometimes i have to put every other relationship on hold to be there for you then that is what i will do. ive done it before and it was only when things became Terrible that it hurt me.

im not completely turned off by the idea of monogamy either, if i have plenty of friends and a kind and attentive lover, and one who trusts that whether or not i flirt with others, they're the only one i want to spend my life with and that id never betray that? i would be satisfied, that would be enough for me.

thank you for being so vulnerable in this ask, it really helps me trust that, if/when something grows between us i can feel secure in the idea that if something upsets you you would come to me and talk to me about it in a way that doesnt hurt us both.

im also glad you've given me this opportunity to have openly the kind of conversation that usually only ever happens behind closed doors, to show the world what healthy communication coming from a place of love and aiming towards a place of mutual understanding looks like.

i hope we can continue to grow together. i really like you and i would feel so honored if i earned your trust enough for you to remove your mask. i understand why you're wearing it and accept without reservation that its not coming off for maybe a long time, maybe ever. and thats ok. i accept what you can give right now, and it really does mean the World to me <3

i've said that exact same thing before. growth hurts, it hurts a LOT

#🐱 anon

[valicindi]

BREATHE.+ DIVINE. FEMININE.

words trigger.

& i’m always quiet about it, but i’m done with quiet.

i’m scrolling online & i get a message that correlates with nothing.

“SHALLOW” i think.

then the flashbacks hit me

unless you have had a stalker. unless you know what it’s like to be followed in the grocery store down aisles and aisles and then waited on an hour in the parking lot which you now thoughts was safe, & then blocked from reversing don’t tell me anything.

unless you’re on a family trip and a soccer league approached you to take selfies with them and all 24 ask for individual and group selfies don’t tell me.

unless you know what it’s like to be at ikea with a food tray in your hand and have grown men come up to you telling you they been taking photos of you across the room in your tee and shorts and have them all saved on their phones without ANY consent don’t tell me anything.

unless a homeless living in the streets approaches you on a night out to mention your body and weight don’t tell me anything.

unless you are at five guys picking up your to go order and someone repeatedly throws soda all over you to talk to you & when you don’t give them what they want they continue to spill soda after you’ve moved & then tell you they’re gonna stab you to death for rejecting don’t talk to me about my photos.

until a grown 65 year old man gets angry and wants to beat you with a bat for rejecting his advances don’t talk to me about it.

until your followed in Vegas at 17 for miles and a guys putting his camera under your dress and followed no matter how much you scream and cry & confront until you’re ready to smash his phone to pieces don’t talk to me.

unless you worked in communications as the face of a company with glass windows and online stalkers matched the company desk color, searched your name on the internal browser and showed up to you job, don’t ask.

until you’re shopping at Safeway and a man holding his daughter starts talking sexually to you about your leg length and what he would do to you in front of the whole store, don’t make comments.

until a car drives by then reverses in traffic when you’re in sf crossing the street and yells “they don’t make them like you anymore” while everyone in the public turns and stares don’t tell me.

until a man tells you to change out your birthday dress and not to wear red on your birthday underage because he’s so horny seeing you in a classy dress don’t say anything.

moral of the story is you don’t know what people live through everyday and their traumas. because this isn’t just social media this is my everyday life. a life where i wear a baggy sweatshirt and tie my hair in a bun & wear a mask out just so i don’t get bothered if i’m alone. i life where i panic and get anxiety being out alone. a life where i hold my keys subconsciously ready to stab someone at any minute because it’s a safety blanket ive subconsciously adapted. “ & my friends say , why are you holding your keys?“ habits that become second nature.

life where if you speak up about situations like this you’re gaslighted into thinking your shallow “who are you to be asking for therapy over this”

it’s real, & it’s painful. fuckin painful. “ I’m in danger” crosses my mind everytime something happens.

life where grown woman give me uncomfortable looks in line seizing me , turning around, doing the most to find any flaw so they can feel better about themselves . while i stand towering over them at 5’8 they aggressively turn their eyes over seizing me, while they at 5ft overweight and piercing eyes keep overlooking to the point where I make them just as uncomfortable as they make me and I say “I don’t know why you keep staring” or “ can i help you” are my lines these days, because by now you made me so uncomfortable and my unresolved trauma is triggering that i have to speak up, i am a reflection of them now; the uncomfort they give me i give them. they look away now. but it’s enough because my own mother, partner at the time, or sisters make comments “ what’s wrong with her why are they staring at you like that” they say.

evil eye is real they say.

my eyes show , this is raw pain that people don’t speak about. this is looking in the mirror “i’m losing myself.” this is hiding myself past 22. this is dressing only modest now. this is downsizing . this is wearing neutrals to blend in at a party. this is having a large hoody on standby. this is self sabotage to make me feel safe .

because if i hide something about me online, i’m protecting myself from all that. nobody can hurt me. i feel safe. if you can’t see my everyday face online , you don’t know how i look. i’m not a target or accessible to you.

& this is just 1% of everything i didn’t share.

i know so many woman deal with this. maybe attractive men too. maybe some girls want that, maybe that’s why they get bbls , why they post half naked photos online, why they sleep with every and anybody , why they make onlyfans, why they do what they do when they’re loud. because they want male validation, but not me. it’s a living nightmare . i can’t breathe.

what is dating life like?

you’re groped by someone you promised to not sexualize you ten seconds into the date.

you block coworkers as soon as they make comments about you smelling so good and they get sexual.

“ send me photos of your face” ig strangers say.

SHALLOW.

breathe , i tell myself as i walk to a store alone. “ breathe it’s in your head” as i see the eyes follow me once again, but it’s not my imagination people stare and they stare hard, specifically men.

& i’m at Whole Foods and this man’s following me aisle to aisle “ it’s in your head, don’t think too much “ but the reality is i walked down flowers, coffee aisle, pastry aisle, vitamin aisle, water aisle, checkout aisle now he’s followed me to exactly every location in the store, i pay; he pays. this man isn’t in his 20s or 30s, this man’s 45-60. 90% of my incidents are just that. the worst part? He thinks I don’t notice , i notice. I make it like i don’t to not give them validation.

because i’m dressed up in tighter fitting clothes without my security blanket of baggy clothes this time. “breathe” .

because i am more than a outside shell. i am human, i have soul. i have personality. i have a brain & thoughts. i am not a piece of meat. i am not just a doll face. when getting to know someone the second they see me they’re sold. what if i was psycho or a serial killer or a horrible person? did you even care to ask about my favorite color.

“ woman expire after late 20s into 30” society tells woman. because we’re no longer naive, we’re not vulnerable. you can no longer control the fact that our sex drives are insane at 30, we’re confident, we date men who meet our standards, & cut off those who don’t. we learn to cover up, and not seek the worst attention from low quality men that way. we speak up. we aren’t in the trenches in our early 20s where you cheat on us and we stay, or we are so naive in love. or we settle because we fear .

it’s not pretty privilege it’s a land of hell . hell where i have minimized myself to fit in. hell where i have traumas that seep through i feared first dates or how men treat me. fear. because lust gets you anything.

fear. because i am my own voice.

fear because i fight back.

fear because i won’t mimimize myself any futher

fear because i won’t let harassment win

fear because i speak up.

fear because i won’t downsize myself to make others feel better about themselves.

fear because the vulnerability it leaves me to heal.

my body is a curse, my face gets me anything i want and both put me in dangerous situations or situations where everything is free.

courage. courage because i hope they drown in their insecurity , courage because i hope they lose their minds when i speak up. courage because i am woman, never should i speak of this but i spoke of this.

soothe. because i am me. i love me and who i am inside. the outside is just the outside. i love me. i am depth not a shell. i have personality, warmth, i speak up, i am brave, i am passionate i am intellectual. my looks do not define me, i am so much more than my exterior.

i am not the glares, or the gazes. i am grateful for the humble kind incidents. i am thankful for the sweetest. but the bitter moments weigh heavy, they cut deep of trauma.

brave. because i have embraced it and chosen a voice for vicitims of harassment. brave because i will once again be comfortable in my skin even if that means making others uncomfortable. brave because i am choosing trauma vulnerability and honesty. brave because if there’s a girl out there typing into google “how to mentally cope with harassment from creepy men who threaten your life or put you in danger” or “how to recover from harassment trauma” or “how to recover from strange men taking photos or videos of you in públic” there’s answers. things i can’t talk to a therapist about. vulnerability between me, myself, and i. the safe place i built as my voice. the voice says that it’ll get better, to just be selfish, have a voice speak up & confront the people who think abuse like this is ok to do towards woman or other men.

[kwonhoshi0]

𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚, 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢’𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐥𝐥 | h.c

navigation | requests : open | 10th feb 2021

pairing : midoriya, bakugou, todoroki x gn!reader [ separate ]

genre : fluffy cloud shit

warnings : being sick/vomit, food, eating, medicine

themes : overworking yourself, concerned friends, exhaustion,

request : hi hello i saw your requests are open as of feb 10. Can I request shouto, Midoria, Katsuki, and Sinshou’s reactions when seeing their s/o or crush come into class a day they are sick so they don’t miss a test and physical examination test? And as soon as their test is over their crush or s/o passes out from exhaustion but passes anyway—they got sick from preparing too hard and worrying about the exams to much? Thank you 💙

note : this got a little long and i got so’s sad and soft over bakugou HELP

[ midoriya ]

> baby boy is IMMEDIATELY researching ways to make you feel better

> you’ve probably been together for a while

> whether you were together or not he would’ve done anything to make you feel better simp

> as soon as you walk in he’s writing down your symptoms and glances at you so he knows you’re okay

> he’s not mad he’s just worried :((

> ‘you shouldn’t have come in today puppy’ crying hes so soft

> he has a whole plan for as soon as your lesson ends

> the plan probably consists of making sure you have a warm shower giving you ice packs and tissues when you need them

> he’s 100% the kind of boyfriend to pat your back and tell you you’re okay holding your hair back (if you have hair) while you’re throwing up your fuckING LUNGS

-> scenario

> you walk into class as usual but with a flushed face and you look a little grey

> you’re wearing a mask so you don’t get others sick but everyone can still see you’re ill

> you sat down as your friends asked you if you’re feeling okay, lying you sat down feeling overwhelmingly tired

> midoriya pats your arm so you look at him and asks what happened since last night you were in his dorm as usual until you went back to your room and you were okay

> ‘i think i woke up with it, i’m not sure but i’m okay’ you smiled holding back a yawn

> you weren’t really sure how you got sick you just stayed up most of the night studying, and the whole week before that

> ‘pup just please be careful i’ll take care of you after okay?’ you nod at your sweet simp boyfriend

> during the test he noticed you holding your head up with your elbow, surprisingly 2 hours went by pretty fast end he kept checking up on you after he finished a page

> as soon as aizawa told the class to put down their pens midoriya looked at you and was surprised to see you laying on your arm/elbow eyes shut

> it wasn’t too shocking for others since denki and sero were asleep too

> but he got worried and immediately jumped up to check on you

> ‘hey, hey y/n wake up pup’ he shook you a little as aizawa watched like ?? ‘midoriya are they okay?’

> ‘i’m not sure, they’re sick but they shouldn’t have passed out like this’ he replies as you stir in your sleep groaning he sighed in relief

> ‘i’ve seen y/n in the common room at around 4am every night studying, i wake up at that time by accident and they’re always there’ todoroki answered simply

> ‘midoriya take y/n back to the dorms so they can get some sleep please’ aizawa answered before collecting everyone’s tests

> not letting you walk he carries you back, ‘baby please don’t overwork yourself like that, i’m sure you did great and you would’ve done great without all that studying, i’m proud of you but your health matters more’

> before you could whisper a mumbled reply all might walked out from the staff room as you were heading back to the dorms

> ‘oh ! young y/n, young midoriya, are they okay?’ he said quickly as he saw you holding you

> ‘oh all might ! they’re sick so i’m taking them back to the dorms’ all might let you go back soon after laughing about young love

> as soon as you got back he didn’t let you get in bed, he turned on a hot shower and told you to shower while he made food and a hot drink for you, you walked into the bathroom taking off your mask

> before you could get in the shower you felt your mouth watering and you knew you were about to be sick, midoriya walked up to put a hoodie on your bed for you when he heard you groaning

> he opened the door to you vomiting in the toilet and quickly ran forward and moved your hair back ‘let it all out baby, it’s okay you’re doing great’ HES SO FUCKING CUTe he’s just rubbing small circles on your back

> soon afterwards you thanked him for being there which he replied with ‘i’ll always be here silly, now go shower’ while flushing a little red bye the pain

> as soon as you got out you changed into his hoodie which he left out for you and some shorts

> he doesn’t care that you’re sick he still wants to cuddle so you snuggle up into the sheets while he feeds you whatever food he made you constantly kissing your forehead since you refused to let him kiss your lips

> ‘wait.. izuku aren’t you meant to be back in class’

> ‘uhhh..’

[ bakugou ]

> angy blasty baby just got angrier

> if you’re ill he’d firstly scold you for not being careful

> as much as he cares about his health he doesn’t care when it come to you

> unlike midoriya when he helps you out with showers and food he does it subtly

> he checks on you a lot and makes you shower and eat, he makes you eat with him and makes you take medicine

> ‘dumbass you’ve gotta take your medicine’ he has an alarm on his phone for everytime you’ve got to take your medicine

> ‘take this’ *throws you bottle of water* he makes you finish at least 3-4 bottles a day because that’s the average

> he doesn’t do research because kinda knows how to handle this stuff

> the only thing he does research on is how to treat someone when they’re ill, as much as he acts like he doesn’t care he does a whole fucking lot

> hes a little less angy seeing you ill, you feel a little useless which he reassures you about

> midoriya is a carer wheres bakugou is a ‘get the fuck up’ kind of guy 😭😭😭 he makes you do things with him so you have something to keep you occupied

> unless you’re feeling and looking too ill to get up

> he brings you homework for when you aren’t in class and even does a couple questions writing notes around if you weren’t in class to see how it’s done bruh he’s so fucking cute:(

> for the days the class doesn’t order take out he’s usually cooking so he makes you help him out you wear a mask ofc, this kinds goes with the so you don’t feel useless thing

-> scenario

> you usually walk to class together but today you texted him telling him not to wait and you’ll be there soon because you thought he’d be less angry in the classroom

> boi u were wrong bless your soul says the atheist

> so you step in with your mask on fearing your life and you think for a second maybe you can just sit in your place and he won’t look

> lMAOO this man always notices you

> ‘what’s with the fuckin mask’ he walked in front of your desk while pinging the string of the mask

> ‘i’m ill’ you mumbled as he raised his eyebrow ‘you’re mumbling dumbass’

> before you could answer again aizawa walks in with the tests so he goes back to his seat with his eyebrow raised at you

> he keeps an eye on you, you don’t notice ofc bc he’s always discreet

> he has noticed you being very tired and a little out of it during the day but he didn’t think too much of it

> he watched you slump back in your chair

> you finished early so you decided to close your eyes for a second and as soon as he looks back your head is in your arms and he watches you as you slowly slump into your arms

> he could see you softly breathing, whenever you cuddled together he’d watch you until he fell asleep, moving your hair out of your face and smiling to himself

> his eyes softened seeing you so peaceful but also he got worried, your mask moved to the side a little as you slept and he could see how red your cheeks are and you look a little green

> he got a little surprised when you woke straight up your own eyes widening and you looked a little scared, you jumped up walking over to aizawa and asked him something which he couldn’t quite hear, he nodded before you ran outside

> bakugou had finished so he went to ask if he could check, ‘yes y/n is feeling sick so they went back to the dorms’

> he grabbed your bag and ran after you, he got a little worried seeing you with your hand over your mouth not knowing if you’re crying or not

> you walked into the dorms he got there a couple seconds later running up to your room

> as soon as he saw you in the bathroom hunched over the toilet he pulled back your hair (if you have hair), he massaged your head as you let everything out ‘dumbass you should’ve fuckin told me, i wouldn’t have let you do that stupid exam’

> as soon as you stopped throwing up you said ‘i know that’s why i didn’t say anything’ he only just saw you without your mask and noticed your exhausted expression

> ‘i know you’ve been studying more but how fucking much, teddybear you would’ve passed whether you studied that much or not for fuck sake’ he groaned as he turned on the shower for you grabbing you a towel throwing it to you

> ‘just to make you feel better i’ll sleep, okay mopey?’ you teased as he closed the bathroom door ‘shut up i’m not fuckin mopey!’ he yelled through the door

> as you showered he looked in your closet for clothes when he noticed some of his shirts and jumpers instead of being angry it made him a little proud seeing how much you liked his clothes

> he grabbed his skull shirt it was a little big on you which he loved

> as soon as you finished showering you changed into the clothes he left you and walked downstairs sitting on the counter and bakugou roamed around the kitchen

> he grabbed some medicine from the cupboard and if you hate the medicine he’d mix it with your tea coffee or hot chocolate, ‘alright the medicine is in this so drink it all’

> he noticed you pouting as he handed you the cup ‘why’re you fuckin looking at me like that’

> ‘you’re cute when you pretend not to care’ he groaned hearing this as you giggled and reached forward from the counter and grabbed his hands pulling him towards you, his arms landed around your waist as yours were around his neck, his head on your shoulder as you hunched down a little and you kissed his head

> ‘tch, fuckin drink it before it gets cold’ you couldn’t see this but he was red as fuck and he loved these moments even if he wouldn’t admit it

> he watched as you stared out the open windows drinking your medicine infused drink

> ‘katsuki?’ he quickly shook his head as he caught himself staring at you ‘what dumbass’

> ‘i love you’ you grinned holding your arms out again still sitting on the counter, he rolled his eyes walking forward pressing his head against your chest as you both sighed happily your legs around his torso your head resting on his head

> ‘i love you too teddybear’ he mumbled into your chest

> the moment was soon ruined by denki walking in yelling about how whipped bakugou is for you

[ todoroki ]

> he has no clue what he’s doing CluELESS BABIE😭😭

> of course he gets sick but he doesn’t know how to handle others being sick so he 100% goes to midoriya and his sister for help

> fuyumi makes him soup and soba to eat with you

> like midoriya he researches a lot about what to do and how to help

> since he’s already quite comfortable with you he gets a little pouty when you refuse to kiss him ‘but y/n i won’t get sick, i’ll make sure i don’t’

> please give this boy forehead kisses at least

> he used his hand to cool you down when you need it

-> scenario

> you walked to class with him as usual and he asked about the mask noticing your scratchy voice

> ‘im a little sick but i need to do this exam’ you replied making him hum back

> ‘have you taken medicine?’ you shook your head ‘y/n theres medicine in the cabinet downstairs, we can go back and get some aizawa sensei will understand’ he took your hand before you shook your head guiding him back to school

> ‘shoto it’s okay, i promise i’ll be okay i’ll get some medicine after the exam baby’ he nodded giving you a small smile

> he made sure to keep an eye on you throughout the exam

> you both finished the exam early, since you studied together a lot he always made you go sleep when he caught you studying late which was a lot more often recently

> he sometimes wakes up randomly at 4-5am same and checks your room to check if you’re safe you don’t really realise until you stay up for a couple nights in a row and he opens your door to you studying

> ‘y/n? what are you doing awake’ he scared you a little, ‘shoto hi i’m studying’ you smiled

> your late night talk usually ends when he whines at you ‘baby it’s late go to sleep’ if you refused he’d grab your books and put them in your bag and tuck you into your bed kissing you softly before going back to sleep himself

> usually those nights would end up in cuddling but the last couple nights you’d both been studying a lot

> anyway you had your head tilted to the side in your hand as your elbow propped you up

> he smiled at your sleepy state until he realised you were genuinely sleeping and since he hadn’t checked on you the last couple nights he got a little worried

> he looked around to see the usual people sleeping as well and you slid down your arm into an even deeper sleep breathing softly moving up a down a little

> ‘aizawa sensai? can i take y/n back to the dorms they’re sick and hasn’t had their medicine’ he explained

> ‘yes todoroki make sure they get sleep as well they look exhausted’

> the boy took both of your test papers handing them to aizawa before he grabbed your bag and picked you up slumping you over his shoulder as everyone cooed at the sight

> he layed you in his bed ‘y/n, love wake up’

> as soon as you woke up he told you to shower and got everything ready for you

> since he didn’t have enough time to go ask fuyumi for help he asked her to send him a recipe and he cooked soup for you making sure to leave a note telling you to come downstairs

> he left the note on top of his shirt and your shorts

> you trudged downstairs and sat down on the island watching him cook, ‘are you feeling better love’ you nodded a little smiling

> he took out some medicine from the cabinet with a little spoon pouring the right amount as the soup cooked behind him

> walking over to you he put the little bottle down moving the spoon to your mouth and grabbed a water bottle to wash the taste out, ‘open up’ you grimaced at the smell scrunching your nose up a little but did as he said

> he moved the spoon into your mouth, you closed your lips around it the taste of the medicine filling your mouth

> you quickly grabbed the water chugging it down as todoroki laughed, before he could say more you slapped your hand over your mouth and ran over to the nearest bin

> his eyes widened as he ran over to you steadying you holding your waist and hair back (agAIN IF YOU HAVE HAIR) he rubbed your stomach up and down ‘it’s okay get it out, you’re doing great’

> as soon as you drank some water you sat back up on the island ‘i think we need different medicine’ todoroki smiled as you nodded at him

> his hands landed on your thighs pulling you closer to him his legs between yours, your legs hung off the counter as he nudged his nose with your own, ‘i’m not kissing you’ you laugh as he pouts at you ‘one, just one i promise that’s it’ you shook your head kissing his cheek

> he pulled away and took some soup with a little spoon blowing on it before bringing it up to your lips and letting you taste it

> your eyes widened as you smiled ‘it tastes exactly like fuyumi’s’ you smile as he beamed at you

> as you ate, todoroki opened the door to the campus postman, he came back in and gave you some flowers and medicine

> you checked the card ‘fuyumi told me you weren’t feeling great, so i thought i’d send some homemade medicine, feel better soon my love - rei’ you showed shoto the card

> his smile got 10x wider reading it

> ‘you make me so happy, even when you feel like a zombie’ he smiled as he fed you the medicine

A/N :

BROOOOOO i got so fucking sad im so so so so so sad goodbye the pain i’m feeling today

jesus CHRIST

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[apollostears]

boyfriend | k. bakugo

anime: my hero academia

pairing: katsuki bakugo x black!reader

creator: maya

warning(s): swearing

headcanons on bakugo as your boyfriend. it’s a sfw vrs. there will probably be a standalone nsfw vrs. coming out soon. xx also these were not supposed to be this long💀

* photo not mine*

bakugo was not someone you really associated with.

when you first transferred, you acknowledged his presence and thought he was mighty fine, but then he opened his mouth and you were like 🤨

dealing with him takes a lot of energy and it was not energy you were willing to spend, so you kinda just avoided him.

but as usual, niggas can’t keep they mouth shut, and it wasn’t long until you had ended up on his radar.

it was after a sparring session, your first official one with the class, and that’s when he got to see you in action.

after seeing you fight, mans was hella intrigued by you.

when you first came, bakugo didn’t understand what made you special enough to join the hero course.

and since you didn’t talk to him, he didn’t bother you.

until you made your official debut and he was 🤩😯🤯

that made him want to fight you, to see who was stronger seeing as he officially saw you as a worthy opponent.

so long story short, he quickly found out why it was best to leave you alone.

by no means were you scared of him, but he didn’t know that and when he started fucking with you, all bets were off.

bakugo literally had no idea what he was getting into and he was not prepared for the moment you dished his shit right back to him.

japanese was still a little difficult for you, as you had a tendency to forget some words, but you understood and spoke it well for the most part.

and when you were hype about something, both english and japanese words would be flying out your mouth.

after he, and the rest of the class, experienced your semi-irritated side first hand, bakugo was definitely hooked.

it was like a moth being drawn to a flame, he would not leave you alone.

he would try to be subtle about it, but to you and everyone else who knew him (i.e. izuku and kiri) they knew that he had a crush.

y’all were literally day n’ night. most of the time you would be minding yo business and then here he would come, talking shit.

eventually, that changed and y’all were just talking shit just to talk shit.

atp, everybody either wanted y’all to fight or to fuck.

so how did y’all start talking??

easy. with a little game of spin the bottle: 7 minutes in heaven style.

both you and bakugo were competitive and not one to back down from a challenge.

so when the bottle landed on him, kiri knew exactly what to do to push his friend into confessing his feelings.

he said that bakugo would be too pussy to kiss you.

my god did that work.

after mina also betted against your ability to carry out the task at hand, the two of you went into the closet to prove your classmates wrong.

because you guys are psycho’s, y’all went in there angry af at each other to mask the obvious embarrassment you both were feeling.

“you’re such a fucking dumbass” you cursed, arms crossed and a glare on your face.

bakugo scoffed and mocked your stance. “me? says the one who landed on me, shithead.”

you rolled your eyes. “ain’t nobody told yo bobble headed looking ass to sit there.”

cue bakugo looking shook af because he knows he did not just hear you call him a bobble head.

after that, all bets were off.

“you know what, you got a lot of fucking mouth.”

you smirked, knowing full well he was right and that he just couldn’t handle you. “sure do. what the hell you gonna do about it?”

at the time, neither of you would realize it, but y’all were most definitely horny af.

bakugo, now closer to you and his arms uncrossed, held a devious glint in his eyes.

“let me show you.”

and BOOM! y’all was kissing.

like...KISSING!!

it was a little rough at first, with you in shock and bakugo kissing you like a rabid dog.

but once y’all got that rhythm, y’all GOT that rhythm.

the kiss was aggressive passion. like feelings of bottled up desire lit on fire (bars 🔥)

homie did a little boom boom pow on yo ass with his firecracker hands when he was caressing yo shit and that was a top tier move right there.

y’all were definitely in that closet for more than seven minutes until iida came and broke y’all up.

after that, you guys were somewhat dating.

neither of y’all wanted to admit the feelings you had for one another, so you guys just did relationship shit without the label.

kissing in private was a big one because hormones. sometimes y’all would hold hands or cuddle, but v rarely.

bakugo would always carry your bag during school and he’d also carry your lunch tray. not that you asked but he’s such a manly man that he had to do it for the sake of his ego.

instead of holding hands, you guys would link arms and you would lightly press into him. bakugo highkey liked that shit but wouldn’t tell you.

eventually, you guys escalated to seeing each other at night for longer periods and that turned into you spending the night in his room for the first time.

it was also the first time you guys cuddled frfr and bakugo ate. that. shit. UP!!

but because he’s a shy baby, he began to distance himself from you and that made you hurt ngl.

so, figuring that y’all were ‘done’ you did you and hung out with other people.

one of those people was todoroki. the two of you had a platonic relationship, but a strong bond and when bakugo caught y’all akikik’ing, he ain’t like that shit.

that was the reason why he had asked you out rather aggressively in the common area on a thursday afternoon.

once you guys had officially established your relationship, it was like nothing ever happened. he was still carrying yo shit and kissing you in private, but the vibes were different.

the two of you were more gentle to each other.

more loving.

he was still an asshole and you as well, but in an endearing way. bakugo became more open to loving you and more open to claiming you.

he would mainly call you ‘his girl’ or ‘his person’ (you let him watch GA one time and that was the outcome) when referring to you in person to someone else.

gone with your actual name and in were those nicknames. you’d call him ‘su’ ‘katsu’ ‘suki’ ‘honey’ (if you want something) and ‘baby’

bakugo would crucify you if you called him by his real name and vice versa.

your man is a lowkey spoiler. meaning, he spoils you on the low low and in a very subtle way. you don’t really like people buying you stuff nor are you the type to ask anyone for anything, so bakugo does what he needs to do without your permission.

he doesn’t make a big deal about it, but whenever it’s your time of the month and you feel extra shitty, he dials back on being an asshole a bit. or he’ll use his palms and pop little firecrackers on your stomach/lower back to help with cramps.

if you wearing his clothes helps (even if it actually doesn’t and you just say that just to get them) he’ll let you wear his stuff, no problem. he tried to get them back once when you were done but you almost bit his hand off so that didn’t work.

he hates whiners, but he loves when you whine for him. whether it’s for attention or for cuddles or kisses, he lives for it because period you is the only time he’s gonna see that shit. once you’ve figured out that you can get away with mostly everything if you whine, you start doing it a little more when you’re off your period.

besides being on your cycle and taking care of you, bakugo does little acts of service for you as well.

being black in a country that is predominantly not black, is hard and finding hairdressers is even harder.

somehow, with the help of his mom, bakugo was able to find a hairstylist that would do well when doing your hair and that was one of your favorite surprises from him.

like you deadass shed some tears and he was highkey confused but proud because he’s that nigga.

best believe he goes with you to every appointment just to make sure she don’t fuck shit up with his baby’s hair. he don’t got time to watch you cry and commit a crime.

as we all know, mans can cook. you love his food but he (and class 1-A) is absolutely feral for yours. anytime you cook, whether it’s soul food or any other type that you learned to make, he falls in love all over again.

since you love his food, sometimes he’ll make you some meals or snacks. especially if you’re stressed or sad.

this actually turned into him cooking for you + bakusqaud cause they complained about how he never cooked for them. then it turned into him being one of the cooks for the class when you guys alternate cook days.

he was pissed about it but was a little excited to A) woo his classmates and B) make sure they get the right nutrients to be strong and worthy heroes.

bakugo cares okay...

anyways...dates for y’all are planned out when bakugo takes you out, but if you take him out? he never knows what to expect.

once, y’all went to a zoo but it was a petting zoo and bakugo bought lost his shit when the sheep came up to him for food. you definitely have pictures of him angrily riding one of the adult horses.

and he totally rode the bull to prove a point. he won and you unlocked a brand new fantasy.

y’all are so in sync, it’s fucking insane.

there was one time where someone had said some slick shit to you, bakugo was not around, and somehow this man had popped up hella quick like his spidey seneses was tingling, to put that person in they place.

you were like 😦🤪

another time is when you both do/act similarly. bakugo can be v chill and reserved and sometimes you are the same way. the entire day, y’all move as if you’re one.

and honestly, bakugo loves the idea of you being a female version of him. it makes him so proud to see you act like him.

but don’t get it twisted, mans definitely acts like you too. he’s picked up a lot of terms that you use and he uses them like it’s natural.

not too much and not too little, but just enough that it fits and has the right impact everytime.

now, onto the more softer shit

i don’t see bakugo as being the type to automatically share his deepest, darkest secrets with you. nor is he the type to be openly vulnerable.

you weren’t the type either and two hard-ass people were not going to make a healthy relationship. but....shit changes.

the first time you guys saw each other’s vulnerability was when the attack against the camp happened. y’all were only dating for four months, but had started to form a bond.

you weren’t there when he was taken, having to be forced to stay in the classroom with the others. you were unbelievably worried when it was announced that bakugo was the target of this attack.

you tried not to worry because bakugo can take care of himself, but he shouldn’t have to. and after waiting for what felt like hours, you found out that they had taken him.

you didn’t remember collapsing on the floor and crying your eyes out with kirishima comforting you. every moment up until you and the others had went to rescue him, were a blur.

after you guys had got him back and after all might’s fight with all for one, you broke down again and gave bakugo a bone crushing hug.

“i’m so sorry.” you had whispered, that being the only thing able to come out of your quivering lips.

the others had continued to walk ahead to give you guys some space, but you figured bakugo didn’t want to talk since he didn’t hug you back. just as you had went to remove yourself from him, he had wrapped his arms around you in a tight embrace.

“don’t be sorry shithead. okay? don’t be sorry.”

his voice was muffled a bit from his lips being on your shoulded, but you heard him and a short sob escaped your lips at the fact that he was comforting you when you should be comforting him.

but your hug was enough comfort as it allowed the boy to feel safe since getting taken and he had shed a few small tears.

after that, things were different. bakugo wouldn’t tell you, but you knew that things were different. he was more aggressive and driven to be the best, but he moved as if he had a weight on his shoulders.

you didn’t know it then, but it was guilt. guilt because all might lost his powers trying to save him because he wasn’t strong enough to get away. after finding that out, you reprimanded him so hard (lovingly).

he needed to know that he was strong but that what happened with all might had nothing to do with him. and after you all got your provisional licenses, but he didn’t? that’s when he really broke.

it hurt you to see him this upset and you knew then that you would do everything in your power to prevent him from ever feeling like that, again.

you guys really grew closer those two months. at that point, y’all really were inseparable.

okaaa out of the sad shit!

he pushes you at the same amount he pushes himself. bakugo wants you to be successful and he knows that you do as well. your ambition almost the same as his, if not higher.

you guys train together a lot after hours. most of the time kirishima joins in and that leads the rest of bakusqaud to do the same.

anything that you ask him to do, bakugo will do it. mans is so whipped for you!!

you get him to do sheet masks with you every other night. and you’ve got him on a skincare routine that was good at first, but now bad for you. because when you wanna be lazy, bakugo will scold tf outta you before you give him the pouty face. at that point, he’s washing your face for you and wrapping your hair up as you fall asleep in his arms. 🥺

bakugo is definitely on your ass about your hair. especially if he paid for it? oh yeah baby, you keepin that shit in til he sees it getting raggedy. but he actually loves being apart pf your wash day routine.

you didn’t have to teach him, he just observed you and one day, when your arms were getting tired, he casually swooped in with a kiss of his teeth and did your hair.

you absolutely went to sleep and the sight alone caused bakugo’s heart to melt. that was one of the times he knew that he loved you.

speaking of love, there were several times bakugo knew that he loved you but he didn’t say it.

he knew that he loved you when you made him breakfast one morning over the summer, during the time he was working himself in the ground to get his provisional license. the bright smile on your face gave him energy despite being drained. that was one time he knew.

the second time was when you had met his mom. y’all were dating for seven months at the time and you really wanted to meet his parents. so, with a permanent scowl on his face, he took you and it was something.

“oh suki look at you!!! you were such a smiley baby!! why you so grumpy now?!” you cooed, gushing over the baby picture of him at ten months.

bakugo frowned, sitting across from you with his dad on the other side of him. “i’m not grumpy.” he gritted out, looking like a complete grump.

“he wasn’t always this way. katsu used to be a very happy baby. you wanna see him at his second birthday? oh it was so cute!” mitsuki exclaimed, flipping the pages in the book to get to where she needed.

seeing you bond so well with his mom made bakugo feel some type of way. despite their dynamics, he respected his mom and definitely held her in a high regard. that was the second time.

and the third time was on your one year anniversary.

it was something simple seeing as you had started your period that same day and were feeling like absolute shit. you felt so bad for being the reason why you guys had to stay in, but bakugo wouldn’t hear it.

“but suki we could go out and sit on the roof!” you whined while simultaneously curling into him for comfort.

just from that action alone, he knew you wouldn’t have the strength to actually move around just to go on the rooftop. your body was hurting and you felt like you could die, no way were you moving.

“relax princess. no need to get your blood rushing anymore than it already is.” bakugo teased, a knowing smirk on his lips.

with squinted eyes, you pinched the skin on his ribs causing him to flinch away from you. “fuck you katsuki.”

“love you shithead.”

*record scratch, pause* wait what?!

bakugo looked calm af but on the inside, mans was wilding. he deadass couldn’t believe he said that shit. like who tf?

you had a look of surprise and awe on your face. completely taken aback by his abrupt confession that you couldn’t really process it.

but you definitely felt it.

with a smile and kiss on his cheek, you drew even closer to bakugo and nuzzled into his side. “love you more suki.”

yeah...he definitely loved you

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[bloody-hearts-lane]

How the Slashers Would: Play Among Us

sorry it has taken me approximately a million years to start writing again! i hope the stuff i have in store might make up for it. but to kick it off, something a little bit goofy. c:

Amanda Young

rating: 9/10, upsettingly good.

she probably mains red or black.

amanda is a menace in this game. shes the kind of player that, no matter how good you or anyone else is, you can NEVER tell if she's the imposter or not.

she's just so good at hiding it! half the time, she absolutely carries her imposter team, and you never even know.

she always kills you last, though, if she has to kill you at all. so thats nice, i guess–

she really enjoys setting up games so every aspect can be exactly the way she wants it. she also prefers playing in one imposter games, because she thinks its more challenging that way.

Billy Loomis

rating: 8/10, so..... suspicious.

for SURE mains black.

he's the kind of player who can pull of the weirdest, most confusing series of kills. probably shockingly good at setting up and executing stack kills. how?? how does he do it so smoothly????

he's usually pretty okay at hiding that he's the imposter.

but he will loudly complain if he doesn't get imposter often enough for his liking. he will also get personally offended if you (or stu, or both) get imposter a lot in one game, and he doesn't.

when you get a round where the imposters are really bad, no matter what the reason could be, he critiques the hell out of them and complains about how they are no fun to play with.

he loves when the two of you are an imposter team. even better, on bigger maps, he loves when you, him, and stu are all imposters. it happens rarely, but its his favorite thing.

you know he's considering killing you when he gets weirdly quiet in the middle of a round. just stay away from the vents, you might be fine.

Stu Macher

rating: 7/10, very fun, very chaotic.

never has a main color. switches it up every round. he also likes to wear the pumpkin on his head, or the fried egg.

stu is a good talker, so a lot of the time, he manages to talk his way out of being voted off. you've even seen him manage to talk his way out of being voted off when someone saw him kill another player in front of them.

he's considerably more chaotic than billy, so his kills aren't as smooth, but he has an unnatural knack for knowing when people are alone and taking them out.

he brings a lot of energy to games.

even when you play with him, you make it your number one goal to never be alone with him in a room, just in case.

he assures you that he would never kill you!! (spoiler alert, he won't, until he cant get anyone else alone and he asks you to come watch him do a visual task, only to kill you and win the game. how rude, stu.)

Bo Sinclair

rating: 3/10, girl..... calm down.

feels like a dark blue main.

have you ever seen someone rage quit among us? you're about to!

has a bad habit of getting aggressive in chat, so people tend to vote him pretty quickly even if he isn't imposter.

he fully exits the game the second his poor little character gets shot into space, and then you get to hear about how stupid everyone is while he watches you play over your shoulder.

to be fair, he was usually correct about who the imposter was, so he is a LITTLE justified about being angry, but. homeboy has some Anger Issues and the rage is very real.

as the imposter, he's usually pretty good at not getting caught.... until someone asks what he's been doing or where he was, and he gets a little too defensive.

you can see it coming from a mile away, and if you don't want to hear about him losing for the next three hours, feel free to tell everyone he's been with you the whole time.

Brahms Heelshire

rating: 5/10, stop hiding!!!

mains dark green or dark blue.

dude. get out of the vents.

everytime he kills someone, he will immediately hide in the vents until someone reports the body and the next round starts.

the only time he breaks this pattern is if someone is standing directly over or in front of the vent, at which point he pops out to kill them and then pops right back in.

i mean it works??? i guess??? but come ON–

he has never killed you when he was the imposter, and he gets mopey if you kill him, so i advise against it.

whenever he isn't imposter, he follows you around for like 90% of the game, just watching you complete all your tasks before he even starts his. and he expects you to stay with him while he does his!

Carrie White

rating: 6/10 so pure. so good.

genuinely dislikes being the imposter. she isn't good at lying to people, so she always gets herself caught, and she usually ends up lowkey freaking out and either self reporting the body or not running away fast enough and getting caught.

mostly, when she's imposter, she will close doors and sabatoge things in the hopes that her partner will do the rest.

she usually mains white, and either has the little flower on her head or the the little sprout. gives off very sweet vibes.

as a crewmate, she is very dutiful in getting her tasks done. she always vouches for people, especially you, and will always volunteer to watch someone do a visual task. (sometimes you go with her just to make sure this doesn't backfire on her...... no murdering carrie on your watch).

she talks to everyone in chat too, both in the lobby, and in deadchat. she makes friends everywhere!

she may not be the best at the game, but she is sO fun to play with. just a good wholesome time.

Jason Vorhees

rating: 2/10....... he tried.

do NOT let him set up the game, he will make the walking speeds so slow.

but, okay, first of all, how did you get him to play??? how did you convince him to agree to this??? are we sure he knows whats going on-

i suppose it doesn't matter, he would probably do anything you asked him to do anyway, and if he thinks you would really have fun playing with him, then heaven forbid he say no!

either way, he is dead. silent. for the whole game. he doesn't even type in chat, except for the very occasional 'yes' or 'no.'

he would probably be the person who just said 'yes' if someone asked if he was the imposter.

he also doesn't have a main color, but mostly because he either doesn't know HOW to change it, or doesn't care enough to do it. if you ask him/do if for him, though, he would like either dark green or brown. (you could even give it the cute little hockey mask!)

The Lost Boys (+Star)

rating: 4/10, children please.

this is a group thing. if you convince one of them to play, then they're ALL playing. hell, you might even manage to convince Star to play.

paul is the single most untrustworthy player you have ever seen. even when he ISNT the imposter, his absolute buckwild energy just makes him seem so suspicious. he sabotages everything, and he probably seeks you out just to kill you first.

marko is probably a yellow main, and he always wears the weirdest shit available. he gives me the vibes of someone who would probably get lost a lot on the bigger maps or be the person who pretends he's lost so he has an alibi

dwayne is the one you have to watch out for. he's so good at faking you out, you never know if he's the imposter until he stabs you in the back. he won't even feel bad about it.

sidenote, dwayne lets laddie co-pilot when he plays. laddie makes the decisions, so if someone dies, it was probably not dwaynes choice. these are the rounds where you probably won't die right away.

star is a very casual player, super noncommittal. she is both good to have on your team, and awful, because she will absolutely turn on you and vote you out to save herself as a last resort. shes the only one who won't immediately seek you out to kill you.

when all of them are crewmates, its a hot mess. no one can communicate with them spamming chat, paul never does his tasks, dwayne camps on cams, and marko ABUSES the emergency call button.

The Man

rating: 8/10, actually really good???

he mains red, with the classic hockey mask.

he gets like.... a little too into planning shit. its just a game, its not that deep, pls sir–

but that makes him a very capable imposter, and hes soo good at keeping up the facade and talking with you like nothing is wrong, and before you know it, he's killed three people in the first round.

its really a toss up on whether or not he'll kill you at all in the game. if he does, he saves you til last.

there are times where he gets a little too heated if someone catches him or his teammate turns on him, and he will be fuming until the game ends and he gets to rant into chat. thats usually when you need to step in–

other than that, he's pretty chill about the whole thing. he likes to experiment with kills, like stack kills and taking advantage of glitches or hiding spots.

hes also a MASTER of sabatoge. he's so good at using those tools.

Vincent Sinclair

rating: 8/10, friendship > everything else.

likes to main white, which is interesting, because he is NOT the typical white main.

as an imposter, he's actually pretty good.

he seems like the kind of person to lead you away from everyone, and vent in front of you to let you know hes an imposter, and then ruthlessly kill everyone except for you.

most of the time he will just follow you around to make sure no one else kills you while you do your tasks.

a lot more talkative in chat than you might think, too.

catch him highkey shit talking people with you

hes also a good teammate to have as a crewmember; he always remembers where everyone was, who he passed, who was in a room with who, etc.

just very cool to play with in general.

#slasher tag #slashers #slasher fandom #amanda young #billy loomis #stu macher #bo sinclair #carrie white #brahms heelshire #jason vorhees #ghostface #the lost boys #star #marko the lost boys #marko #dwayne the lost boys #dwayne #paul the lost boys #paul #the man hush #the man (hush) #the man #vincent sinclair #[ avery writes headcanons ] #[ avery writes ]

[ar-vy-chive]

(bc i said i would make a songfic of gnash's song lmao)

t-shirt (by gnash) a 2yeon songfic

faded red short sleeves i can't forget the way you looked without your jeans on

it was their fifth date night, they decided to go to a diner that jeongyeon couldn't stop talking about. she still remembers how she showed up on their usual meet up spot five minutes before the assigned time that they had.

on the second tree to the right of the entrance in the park. she'll never forget that spot.

she still remembers what she wore that night, just a plaid dress with black sleeves and some sneakers. it was not their first time having dinner together but for some reason she was still nervous. she really liked jeongyeon and she didn't really want to give her a reason to dislike her, that maybe she might do something stupid or what.

but all of that was gone when she saw jeongyeon approaching her, wearing a short sleeved black polo with a plain red shirt underneath, some sneakers and jeans. she can recall how much her jaw dropped at the sight. she couldn't tear her eyes out of jeongyeon. while she was ordering food, while she was eating, especially while she was talking. the taller one could melt instantly with nayeon's blazing eyes.

"n-nayeon? is there something on my face?"

"no, you just look so beautiful tonight."

she remembers how jeongyeon blushes, especially when she took her to bed that same night. the loving look that they both have for each other is undeniable, the way they've whispered sweet words to one another, it's indescribable. something like nayeon has never felt in her whole existence.

nayeon's in love. she can feel it. she's already falling hard for the woman.

the morning after, she wore jeongyeon's shirt. it was a bit oversized for her figure, but she didn't mind. she masked in the younger one's scent from the night before. it smells so sweet and floral, a scent she would never ever forget.

-

it's in my drawer and you're all i dream, so i had to let you know you left it here with me it kills me to admit that i still want this bad

that shirt has a different meaning now for nayeon.

every time she opens her closet her head automatically shifts to the left, seeing the same red shirt hanging in the back of the closet. she knows she should just throw it out, in hopes of it being a step on forgetting jeongyeon, but she can't bring herself to do it at all.

she takes the shirt and tries to mask in its scent. it's not the same anymore. it used to smell like lavender, but now, its really nothing. and it hurts nayeon, she wants it to smell like jeongyeon so bad, but at the same time she doesn't want to, the shirt itself is making her hard to forget the the person who used to own the shirt.

it takes her back, remembering how she got the shirt without jeongyeon officially giving it to her in the first place. since that night she started visiting a lot, jeongyeon slowly starting to leave pieces of clothing just in case whenever she stays at nayeon's apartment for the night.

and when the last time jeongyeon stepped into the apartment to collect her things she has left throughout the years, the red shirt was the only one that didn't make it into the box.

nayeon wishes that it was the one that got sent away.

-

and i try to forget all the feelings i had i gave you love and all you did was leave first then you told me that i shouldn't be hurt

she didn't know what happened. they were madly in love, and then it just fell apart.

for three years, they were all over each other. they knew nothing but love each other in a way that only they understand. they bicker a lot, but those were just playful banters, a way to show that they care for one another. they got each other's backs, supported one another. they did everything together, hid nothing from each other. people around them said that they were really a match, the both of them think so too. it was fun, nayeon thinks, that she found someone who was a perfect match for her.

but the fun doesn't really last. a habit of disagreeing every five seconds has grew onto them, at more so being jeongyeon contradicting everything the older woman said. they always found a way to argue with one another, but they always made up for it in a more... intimate way. but that's just all they had. after that no conversations whatsoever. then they repeat everything that happened the next day.

it should've been a red flag. but nayeon is just way head over heels for jeongyeon to even realize it in the first place.

jeongyeon says she still loves nayeon, so there's no problem there, right?

and one night, nayeon realized that it was just all a lie.

"im sorry nayeon, i just— i just don't love you anymore."

"why? did i do something wrong? do you love someone else? what happened? what's wrong? please, jeong just tell me."

"i—, i don't know. i got tired."

the words sting for nayeon, even when four months since that night happened. every word just hurt. she didn't know what happened. one day jeongyeon just got... tired? how is that even possible? she told her that she loved nayeon everyday, so was that all made up? nayeon didn't understand. she was confused, angry and heartbroken. she didn't know what to do. the woman that she was dead set to spent her whole life with was just fine with throwing her off to the side instantly. it hurts like hell.

jeongyeon left that night. she left nayeon in her apartment, crying her heart out on the living room floor. and she left nayeon's heart, broken.

nayeon felt weak, and she can still smell jeongyeon's lavender perfume on the shirt she's wearing. its the same red t-shirt that jeongyeon wore on their fifth date together.

she has never felt so much resentment over a damn shirt.

-

i'd burn it in fire if i didn't know the smell i'd bury it six feet deep if that would help

it's not that nayeon didn't try at all, but she did try of getting rid of the shirt. she thought throwing it out, burying it, or even probably setting it on fire. but everytime she opens the closet to do it, she backs out immediately.

she's weak. nayeon is weak. and she fully admits to it.

getting rid of the shirt means that she's getting rid of a person that she really loves so much. she can't get herself to not love jeongyeon anymore, it's not really that easy. she's still in love with her like she was since the day they first met.

she still holds on to that shirt dearly, knowing all the memories they had together with it. even if it's so painful to reminisce, nayeon just can't seem to let go.

she finds herself wearing it at night, trying to let herself feel that jeongyeon's still in the bed with her, hugging her so tight and whispering words that she has been dying to hear again.

she longs for jeongyeon, to have the woman near her, to make her feel safe and make her feel that someone loves her.

nayeon doesn't get to sleep that night. and it's because of that shirt.

-

and maybe this time, everything would be fine so, maybe tonight, we could wrong all our rights so, maybe it's time we should give it a try

nayeon just can't help it, she just wants to see jeongyeon again. for closure? probably. but most likely for asking if they could maybe try again. she's just too weak for the woman, it's not that easy for her to just remove someone very important to her like that, especially jeongyeon.

it has been over five months since they broke up, she decides to visit the cafe that she knows her ex works at. planning just to talk to her, since she can't really shut her mind off about everything. she hopes that at some point, jeongyeon regrets leaving her, that she realizes that she can't live her life without nayeon. she hopes that she's just somehow nervous of calling up nayeon once again.

but, it's really far from what nayeon has hoped for.

from the window of the cafe she sees jeongyeon, smiling and being playful to a co-worker. she recognizes everything that jeongyeon is doing to her co-worker. the way she laughs, stares at her, removes a piece of the co-worker's her and tucked it on the ear. jeongyeon once did that to nayeon. she used to be on that co-worker's place. the one to hear jeongyeon laughing at her stupid jokes, to look at her to endearingly, and fix her hair when it gets onto her face.

jeongyeon's doing it to another woman now. and it hurts like hell.

nayeon backs off once again, going to the nearest park to sit on a bench. the place is all too familiar to her, it's the same park that they would meet up on. and it brings tears into her eyes, flashbacks in her mind coming suddenly. how they were happy together, how they didn't care when they laughed so loud and how they were in their own little world.

and that world is gone now. it's left abandoned, never to be occupied again.

-

something 'bout the way i love you seems cursed but i've learned karma tends to be a b-word so, i hope you get everything you deserve

she has to move on, nayeon finally decides.

she finally figures out that she's being too stupid on trying to fantasize that jeongyeon still loves her. jeongyeon doesn't anymore. she once did, but doesn't anymore. and nayeon tries her best to bury that deep inside her mind.

she realizes the pain that jeongyeon brought to her. when they broke up all nayeon did was blame herself, on where has she gone wrong, on what she can do to mend their relationship back.

jeongyeon was at fault too at some point, nayeon realizes. yet in her eyes at that time the she wouldn't do anything wrong. nayeon feels so stupid, for making herself feel that way, spending months on end feeling so bad about herself and taking all the blame on the failure of their relationship.

a relationship works when two people are involved, yet somehow only nayeon managed to carry the whole thing out.

for the past three years she had fun, she's not going to deny that. but maybe it's only up to that point. it's only for fun. it kind of hurts, honestly. nayeon's always thinking that jeongyeon's going to be the one she'll end up with for a long time. but maybe jeongyeon doesn't really feel that way.

and from the looks of it, jeongyeon's having fun now with another woman. nayeon can't really intervene from that anymore.

nayeon can only hope that she doesn't end up in the way that she did when jeongyeon left her broken hearted that night.

#orig stuff #twice #nayeon #jeongyeon #2yeon #twice nayeon #twice jeongyeon #twice 2yeon #twice angst #twice drabble #twice fanfic #was on a 2yeon breakdown but i didn't mean it like this :((

[patrickstargang]

To Heal (Shadow of Kyoshi fic)

Chapter 1: The Other Side of Peace

Chapter 2: Master and Student

Chapter 3: A Cause For Celebration

Chapter 4: Taking Off The Mask

Chapter 5: Call to Action

Epilogue

The halls were dead quiet, the only sound being that of Kyoshi’s footsteps and the rain pouring outside. She moved slowly, with a candle in one hand trying not to wake anyone up. Kyoshi could feel her heart pounding, she still didn’t fully know what Rangi meant by having a “talk” but she had a pretty clear idea.

She was approaching the door to the bedroom, hesitant to go any further than where she was. But before she mustered up the strength to enter, the door opened. She saw Rangi, her hair taken out of her topknot, looser than she would normally wear it. She was also dressed in a beige night gown. The wardrobe choice definitely caught Kyoshi’s attention, though it made her more aware of how dirty her own clothes were because of kitchen duty. But there was still a stiffness in her posture, like she was still in her military outfit.

“Please, come in.” Rangi motioned for her to enter.

Kyoshi walked into the bedroom, doing so slowly and carefully. Her mind was going in a million different directions. At this point she was pretty certain what was going to happen now. There were too many clues to it. But then Kyoshi remembered, this is Rangi. This is probably some sort of subversion, to keep her on her toes. She knew what to do now.

Rangi closed the door behind them. “Kyoshi, I wanted to talk to you ab-” 

She turned around to find Kyoshi in Horse stance with her eyes closed. Rangi’s face was frozen with confusion.

“What are you doing?”

“Stance training,” Kyoshi said with a flat expression. She waited for a response but only got a long pause. “That's what you meant by having a “private talk” right?”

The silence was broken by Rangi’s laughter. “You idiot, what I meant by having a private talk was that I just wanted to talk to you alone. Come on, you can stand down.”

Kyoshi didn’t budge, that sounded like a chance to let her guard down, giving Rangi plenty of opportunities to strike. She softly chuckled. “Are you getting soft on me lieutenant?”

Kyoshi could not have predicted what happened next. She felt a hand on her chin, tilting her head slightly. She opened her eyes in shock to find Rangi staring right into her, a face highlighted by distress. She paused for a moment before she spoke.

“I meant what I said. Stand down…..please.”

The desperation in that last word shook Kyoshi to her core. She hasn’t seen her like this since Hei-ran was injured. She slowly stood back up. Rangi sighed deeply. 

“I wanted to talk to you about something important. Somethings been different with you lately. Whenever we’ve been together, I’ve noticed that when I talk to you about trying to get better, you always change the subject. Most of the time you just say that your ‘fine’.”

Kyoshi didn’t know how to respond to that. It felt like when Rangi and Jinpa ganged up on her for her bad habits, but much worse. It was worse because it was more personal. Without realizing it, Kyoshi smiled weakly. “Its okay, you shouldn't worry about m-”

Then she realized that she just did what Rangi was talking about. Kyoshi saw a mixture of anger and anguish come across her face. Rangi pointed at her with intensity.

“That. That face you just made. Everytime you try to brush off my questions you make that face, and quite honestly I can’t stand it anymore!” Kyoshi could feel the heat in the room rising. “I know what you're doing. Your not feeling like yourself and everytime I ask if your okay you put on that stupid fake smile. What good is it to keep bottling up your emotions?”

Kyoshi was flustered, trying to find something to reply to that scathing question. “I-Its just…. Not important right now. We can...talk about it later.”

She could feel Rangi’s accusing stare. “Why don’t we talk about it now, and how about you start by telling me the truth.”

Kyoshi was about to reply, defensive of that accusation. But the way she said those last few words caught Kyoshi off guard. It didn’t sound angry, it sounded sincere.

Every second of silence was more unbearable than the last. Kyoshi swallowed anxiously, trying to get words, any words, to come out. “I-I think the reason I keep all of that inside..is… every time I get emotional or I let my emotions do the talking, something bad happens or someone gets hurt because of what I did.”

Kyoshi exhaled through her nose, silence permeating the room yet again. Rangi looked at Kyoshi’s face, she could see that she was being honest this time. Rangi spoke with a softer tone to her voice. “So what, your just not going to feel ANYTHING?”

Kyoshi stared at the ground. “Sometimes I wish I could. I hoped before that….maybe I could do something right. Maybe I could do something that makes a difference. But all I’ve done is make things worse. Now…..now it just hurts to hope.

“What good have I ever been, for anyone?”

Then in the corner of her vision, Kyoshi saw two hands reaching in to cup her face. They were soft but firm. She picked her head up, looking at Rangi yet again. 

The firebender had tears streaming down her face. She let out sharp, quick breaths trying to keep herself together. Then she kissed Kyoshi, deeply, standing on the tips of her toes to reach her. As they parted, Rangi whispered something in Kyoshi’s ear.

“What good have you been? Meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me.”

Kyoshi could feel her eyes welling up. Sometimes she forgets how much she really means to Rangi. She always knew how she felt but it was only now that Kyoshi understood the extent of her feelings. But she began push the tears back down as another thought came into her mind. 

“B-But I’ve hurt you too. I betrayed your trust, so many times. I almost got your mother killed! And I…..I almost lost you. I wasn’t strong enough to keep you from getting hurt.”

Kyoshi opted for an empty expression. A face of disappointment at nobody but herself. Rangi was struggling to stay calm, but she knew that the woman she loved was on the verge becoming her worst nightmare: someone who had no more tears to shed, nothing left to feel. She only had one other way to get to Kyoshi.

Rangi noticed that Kyoshi had been wearing her gloves all day. The material they were made of had been showing wear and tear through the many months of use. Rangi slowly took off one glove, Kyoshi’s glance moved to her hand, slightly bewildered. Rangi gazed at the scars on her hand, softly tracing outside of the red markings on her palm. Kyoshi could feel herself getting warmer, unsure if it was the warmth of Rangi’s hand or some heat that was building up in her chest. For the past few months, the only kind of touch she was used to was that of fighting, a visceral, painful contact. A touch this delicate still felt like a new experience for her, even if it was with someone she had held before. 

Rangi pressed Kyoshi’s hand against her chest, letting it stay there for a moment before moving into her nightgown. For someone who had seen battle on a regular basis, her skin was still incredibly soft. Kyoshi’s face was as red as a tomato, her eyes darted all over the room not knowing how to process what was happening. “W-wait Rangi, are you sure about this….” Her other hand began to fidget.

Suddenly her hand stopped. Then a moment later she felt something, a soft beat. It was Rangi’s heartbeat. This was a completely new feeling, she was familiar with her own heartbeat but she never felt the heartbeat of another person. 

“Do you feel that,” said Rangi. Her eyes were still watery but she was smiling. She could tell she caught Kyoshi off guard just by the look on her face. It was both amusing and relieving. “It's still beating because of you. You think you weren’t strong enough to protect me but you're wrong. You healed me, you stayed with me for days doing everything you could. And I’m here now, because of you.

“You're so much stronger than you know, but also that doesn’t mean you should keep the burden of being the Avatar to yourself. You're not alone in this anymore.”

Kyoshi remembered what Yangchen had told her about Kuruk, how he felt he had to carry out his duty alone and suffered for it. That bit of wisdom became much clearer now. During this intimate moment, she was able to find self reflection. Rangi could see that it was working, that she was breaking down the barriers Kyoshi had set up in herself.

But she decided to go further. Rangi turned around, loosening the night gown. She let it drape down, almost touching the ground, exposing most of her back until it revealed the scar. Kyoshi had already seen it many times while she was healing her, but now was a much different situation. She froze up at first, no knowing what to do until she spoke.

“Go ahead, feel it.”

Kyoshi was hesitant at first, but then she lightly grazed around the healed skin. Her back was a bit rougher than the front, but it was still soft to the touch. For only a few days, a scar as serious as that one was healing up fast. But then her face showed worry when a question arose in her mind. “Does it hurt?”

“No, not any more.” Rangi turned her head around with a loving smile. “Thanks to you.”

Kyoshi let out a light chuckle as she continued feeling the small of her back. It was only that she realized that she did save Rangi. It wasn’t just a case of luck being in their favor, Kyoshi had saved the woman she loved from death. It was still more than she could process but something about that fact was comforting.

As she was feeling the edges of Rangi’s scar, the firebender started to remember the days after Kyoshi’s fight with Xu Ping. She remembered the numerous scars she earned and the many sleepless nights waiting for her to recover. Now Rangi knew what it was like to be on the other end, having someone worried that you won’t wake up the next day. For some reason it made Rangi feel guilty, that she recovered so quickly and painlessly while Kyoshi’s scars were more permanent. It didn’t matter anymore, she shook the thought out of her head. But another one took its place.

Rangi turned her head around again. “What about you?” She paused trying to find the right words. “Do yours still hurt?”

Kyoshi was taken aback by that question. She looked down at her hands, noting the difference of the black glove and a hand covered in red searing bolts. “Sometimes. Some of the pain is gone, but I don’t know if the scars will fade.”

Rangi exhaled as her worry of Kyoshi’s pain being more permanent became true. Then another thought came into Rangi’s mind. Besides her hands shes never seen Kyoshi’s scars. Everytime Kyoshi was getting healed, she didn’t have the stomach to see the damage that was done. But now, she felt that she needed to see it. If she was going to help Kyoshi deal with her pain, she needed to see if for herself. 

Rangi turned her whole body around, still covering it with the nightgown but letting it stay somewhat loose and open. The tension in the room was palpable, another long period of silence before Rangi asked the question.

“W-Would it bother you… if I looked at your scars.”

Kyoshi didn’t know how to respond at first. It was a strange question, showing the parts of herself that were marked for life felt like it could open up the painful memories that they hold. But at the same time, and she didn’t know why, but she felt a strong desire to share it with her. “It wouldn’t bother me,” she said, her voice shaking slightly from nervousness. 

Rangi slowly walked up to her, feeling cautious in her movement. After a moment, they were up close to each other, not knowing what to do next. Then Rangi slowly leaned into Kyoshi, kissing her again. They lingered on the feeling, Kyoshi wrapping her arm around Rangi to pull her in closer. 

It was then they started to realize where this was all going. Neither of them intended to get to this, but neither of them felt like going back either. It was a new experience for both of them, but they both wanted to go further. To reach a greater level of intimacy, no matter how new and uncertain it might be. 

Rangi moved her hand to the lapel of Kyoshi’s tunic. She began pulling on the string but stopped halfway. Kyoshi looked down at the firebender, concerned that they may not have wanted the same thing. Then Rangi looked up at Kyoshi, with a light of doubt in her eyes.

“.....Is this okay?”

A wave of relief came over Kyoshi. She smiled at Rangi. A sincere smile.

“Of course it is.”

Rangi smiled back, leaning into her once again. The candle that Kyoshi brought in began to grow brighter.

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The rain outside was beginning to subside. The only light in the room was a single candle that was beginning to dim. Rangi and Kyoshi sat on the bed, entwined and enveloped into one another. Both as bare and vulnerable as the other. There wasn’t the awkward filter of Kyoshi’s height anymore, they were both on the same level. Kyoshi softly traced around Rangi’s back while Rangi did the same Rangi made sure to go around the scars, even if it was harder in some places. It was soothing, almost therapeutic. Kyoshi had never been this intimate with anyone before, and she was glad that it was with Rangi. 

But then the thoughts came flooding back into her mind. Please, not now. But it was impossible for them to stay put, especially after everything they talked about. I could have done more.

Kyoshi had stopped the movements along Rangi’s back. Rangi leaned back to see her face. She could tell something was wrong. “Is everything alright?”

Kyoshi stopped herself before she could say “everything is fine.” Her face grew serious as she tried to come up with the right words.

“I’ve been thinking...about everything you said….everything I’ve said. It made me think about… if things had gone differently.”

Rangi leaned in slightly, encouraging her to continue.

“What I mean is… What if I wasn’t the Avatar? What if I was never abandoned by my parents? What if I didn’t become a maid at the estates? Where would we be now? But more than that, I’ve been thinking about….everything. Everything that's happened these past few months.”

Kyoshi looked off the side, trying to avoid eye contact. She was opening herself up, but it was still too painful to admit it. Rangi stared at her with sympathy as she continued.

“I could have done more…...more to help Yun. If only I had more time, if only I didn’t waste it being so impulsive. If only I thought through what I was doing, made a plan or anything. Then….maybe I could have helped him. Then you wouldn’t have gotten hurt and he’d still be with us…”

Kyoshi’s breathing began to quicken.

“I could have brought him back to us. He wouldn’t have hurt you and your mother. I could have stopped him then. If I knew I was the Avatar sooner I could have stopped so much from happening….”

I could have done more……..

“Kyoshi….”

“Yun wouldn’t have been taken away, Kelsang would still be alive. So many people wouldn’t have died for me. If only I knew….”

I could have done more……..

“Kyoshi…..”

“I could have done something….something to stop all this from happening. If only I knew what I was doing back then, if only I knew how to be the Avat-”

Rangi moved Kyoshi’s head back to face her. The firebender stared right into her, eyes burning with sadness and love. Kyoshi could feel the heat of her hand on her face. With the way that Rangi was looking at her, there was nowhere left to hide. She kept her gaze until Kyoshi’s breathing slowed. Then her lips parted to speak.

“It’s not your fault. 

“You did everything you could.”

Hearing those words, those exact words, coming from the person that Kyoshi loved most was like the greatest release. A release of all the regret and self loathing she had bottled up for so long. The emotional walls that Kyoshi had built began to crumble. At first tears streamed down her face but soon it became full on sobbing. When Kyoshi cried, her breaths weren’t quick and sharp like Rangi, but they were long and lingering. 

Rangi embraced Kyoshi, holding onto her as tight as she could. She tried to hide her own tears, wanting to be strong for Kyoshi, before she joined in. She leaned into Kyoshi’s ear, her voice shaking just as much. “It’s okay, I’ve got you.”

Kyoshi’s sobs continued, letting all of it out at once. It was a visceral but necessary release. After she had the strength to speak again, she leaned out to face Rangi. There was not a single bit of insincerity on Kyoshi’s face. As she tried to gather her voice, she told her something that she hasn’t said enough.

“I love you,” Kyoshi stared at Rangi lovingly, lightly brushing the side of her face. “I love you so much.”

Rangi tried to catch her breath, she still felt the sting of her tears but now she was smiling. She leaned in and kissed Kyoshi. They still held on to each other, this feeling of release was enveloping both of them. 

With time, the tears subsided along with the thoughts that plagued Kyoshi. Now the only thing left was that warm feeling in her chest, knowing that someone loved her. 

It was like being able to feel again.

But she did think about something else. She thought about that day by the lake, when Rangi had told her how she felt. She remembered what Rangi said, about how she deserved happiness, about how painful it was to watch her suffer. But there was one thing that still stuck in her mind.

“If I were better at my job you would never feel scared. Only loved.”

And she did. Even then, at that very moment, she still felt loved by her.

The light of the candle its last few flickers before it dimmed completely.

#avatar #atla #the rise of kyoshi #the shadow of kyoshi #kyoshi #rangi #trok #tsok #fan fic #to heal part 4 #to heal chapter 4

[my-arlington-academia]

The main 10 cheering up a crying Scholar (Y/N) part 3

Here goes the last part finally... Here we have the last 2 boys: Tegan and Tyler! Like I said they had to be cut because tumblr was all like "YoUr PoSt Is ToO LoNg!" Thanks tumblr. As always.

Tegan

- you were feeling like shit lately and you just really needed to confide in someone so before you even noticed where your legs were taking you, you were already standing in front of Tegan's room

- it was really late at night so both of you were in your pyjamas already, though in Tegan's case he was most likely still playing video games

- "Is Tyler here?"

- "Oh uh. No, he's not here... yet."

- Going by Tegan's guilty face Tyler probably snuck out... again.

- Tegan is rambling a lot, he's probably really stressed out because he wasn't expecting you out of all people to come this late

- "A-anyway, when he comes back I'll tell him that you were looking for him so..."

- "Wait, no! I wanted to talk with you, I was just asking to know if we're alone. The both of us. Can I come in?"

- you see a faint smile on his face, is it relief? He's probably happy that you were looking for him instead of someone else

- when you come in you can see that he was in fact, playing a game

- "Oh, sorry. I'm probably a bother."

- "What?? No!"

- He shuts the TV off and makes some space on the couch so you can sit

- "I should be the one apologizing, it's such a mess here. If Karolina saw the state of our room she would kill both me and Tyler."

- his familiar quirkiness is making you feel at ease, but when you remember what you came here for it gets harder to speak

- Tegan attentively looks at you while you're trying to find your words

- turns out that no matter how you try to start, you can't go on. Everytime your throat gets tight and your mind goes blank

- "Y/N...? T-take your time, there's no rush... I'll wait. I can even pull an all-nighter while waiting, no big deal!"

- he's trying really hard to sound reassuring but knowing that he's literally ready to NOT get any sleep tonight just to listen to what you have to say makes the pressure even stronger

- You start crying and cover your face out of embarrassement

- Tegan.exe has stopped working

- "Woah! Uhhh... Y-Y/N?? I'm sorry! Is it me?? Is it because of the other day when I laughed so hard that I spilled cola on your uniform?! Is the stain not coming out? Please don't cry I'll buy you a new one!"

- This boi is a wreck

- It's like he's on an emotional roller-coaster without knowing what the ride is about

- "Noooo... it's not your fault... thank you for being there for meeee..."

- "O-okay! Good to know! But what can I do to help?"

- You keep on sniffling and bawling

- "Ummm... could I get a hug?"

- "Yes! Anything!"

- squeezes you in his arms tightly... maybe too tightly. Where's all of this strength in PE?

- You already knew that he was tall but now you can really tell that he's a tree

- once you stop crying it gets a little awkward

- Well, to be fair it's always a bit awkward with Tegan, but in a good way

- "Um. So. I was playing Mycraft, wanna play?"

- You end up sitting on his lap while he creates a new world in the game just for you

- "Here. Even if you never played Mycraft you probably heard things about it right?"

- "Yeah, they got an update recently right? With the bees and stuff."

- You guys spend a few hours building things turn by turn while taming different animals in game, like dogs, horses, parrots and whatnot

- in the end you explain the situation pretty calmly

- You can see Tegan tighten his grip on the controller whenever you get to the parts of the story that are unpleasant

- he doesn't say it but he's clearly angry about all the things that happened to you

- overall the evening/night is well spent building houses and getting jumpscared by creepers

- next morning you wake up on the couch and see that Tegan is sleeping in his bed while Tyler is trying his hardest to not make any sounds while walking in the room, which is impossible because of the mess

- "Ah Y/N, you're up! Haha so you had a good time with Tegan when I was gone huh? You bad children. Sooo scandalous, I'll go snitch to Lady A."

- You sit up on the couch in a hurry

- "W-what do you mean?"

- Tyler has got the most mischievous grin that you've ever seen

- "Get this: when I came back yesterday at 4am, you were sleeping in Tegan's arms while he was still playing Mycraft. He said that he didn't want to move around because you'll wake up, but honestly? It was probably because he was planning on sleeping with you on the couch if I didn't get ba-"

- A pillow flew towards Tyler's head from behind him

- looks like Tegan woke up

- "S-shut up! I-I wasn't... I mean... Ugghh! It's like when a cat falls asleep on your lap! You wouldn't want to wake it up, right? That's all it was."

- "Can't relate. I think you're spending too much time with your online furry friends."

- "I don't even *have* furry friends."

- "Yeah. Well, maybe because *you're* the furry friend."

- they have a short pillow fight while you're still trying to remember everything that happened yesterday, well, technically it was today but whatever

- You leave their room in a good mood while Tegan is already planning on hacking a few phones...

Tyler

- Noticed it the moment you didn't greet anyone in the morning

- Usually you start the day by saying hi to everyone but that day you went past them as swiftly as you could and made your way to your seat

- Tyler, of course didn't want to bring any attention to you since that's what you were trying to avoid in the first place

- he did his best to sneak out of his group of friends and came to your desk

- "Hey Y/N! Not feeling good today? Want to talk about it?"

- "...Not now, sorry."

- Great! He'll spend the whole day wondering what's wrong

- can't concentrate in class or in anything really, not even his art

- You always come to mind whenever he tries to do anything

- so he's being really adorable with you the whole day, and the following days

- Helps you carry your belongings, even if they're super light

- also carries your food tray at the cafeteria

- "You need more water? Wait! Wait, I'll get it."

- he even pulls out the best weapon against sadness

- wholesome memes.

- he sends them constantly when classes are over

- You end up calling him over because you can see how worried he is, and also because you trust him and need to talk to someone instead of staying alone all the time

- you can see that he read your message but he's not answering. Weird.

- a few seconds later someone is knocking at your door

- "Y/N!!! I'm here! What do you need??"

- You open the door and see that Tyler is out of breath and wearing a panda beauty mask, it's honestly kinda hilarious to see

- "Please don't laugh... I was just doing my skincare routine."

- "No I understand but... haha, you look like you got beat up from both sides. Doesn't really look like a panda."

- you guys sit down and have a casual talk

- Tyler manages to make you laugh a few times with some stories from before you came to Arlington, though it was mostly about him and Tegan screwing around

- then Tyler looks at the time

- "Oh! It's time to take it off! Observe the magic of my "beat up from both sides" mask!"

- His face is literally glowing, he looks like he has baby skin

- that's when you decide that it's time to tell him about your troubles

- When he had the mask on you didn't feel like the conversation could get serious because of how ridiculous it looked

- You start speaking really softly, so softly that Tyler most likely couldn't hear you properly so he got closer

- When your voice starts to break he puts his arm around your shoulders and rests his head on yours

- and when you start crying he takes one of your hands into his

- he's carefully rubbing your hand with his thumb while you continue speaking

- When you're done and you've calmed down he kisses you on your forehead and hugs you

- he didn't say anything while you were telling him about your problems but his way of comforting you was surprisingly really physical

- Tyler already knows that it's a personal matter and he can't help you directly but he's gonna do his best to be there when you need it and distract you from it

- When you guys call it a night and he goes back to his room you realize just how romantic that moment was

- You have second hand embarrassement while remembering how gentle and caring he was while you were literally bawling

- You keep on silently screeching and making weird sounds into your pillow while recalling everything

- You cringe so hard at some of the things you said and the way you cried was honestly worth of an actress in a drama

- 'Oh wow. Maybe Tyler's dad will hire me just to cry on screen in one of his movies...'

- a few days later when you feel a lot better Tyler admits something to you

- "Please, don't take it in a weird way but... I thought that you're really cute when you're crying."

- Um...?

- "Dude. Tyler. Do you even realize what you're saying?"

- "I know! I'm sorry! But I swear I don't mean it in a like- you know, creepy way or anything! I swear!"

- "How can this not be creepy?"

- "Uhh... Nevermind. Forget I said anything..."

- the both of you keep on having a good time while Tyler is secretly plotting a little revenge

#sweet elite #se #main 10 #as promised here it is #it just took me like 4 months but no worries #y'all don't realize how hard it is to come up with completely different scenarios for 10 characters #to be fair though I always make everything too long #longer than it needs to be #and cringe warning like always! #just in case

[heyits-zedo]

I'm posting a school project I just finished writing, it would be great to get some feedback! Hope you enjoy!

There are three things you need to know before starting this story; One,I'm on the run for committing murder; Two, I can tell you that I 100 percent didnt kill anyone, and Three, i don't know who framed me.

Let's take this story back to the beginning though. My life was normal, almost boring in a way. I lived in a small apartment, worked at a local camping store and I hung out with friends on the weekends, following the same routine, week after week. It was peaceful;

At least it was until the murders were reported. The first death was a shock, our town was known for being quiet, we never even saw it coming, never imagined what was to come. By the end of the month, there were five mysterious deaths and not a trace of DNA found on the scene, no hints, nothing to tell us who was doing this, just the bodies that were piling up.

This is when everything went downhill; I started noticing things that could be brushed off as forgetfulness, except it didn't feel quite right. Things like waking up to a cool breeze from a window, though I was sure I had closed it before falling asleep, or coming home from work to find the door unlocked when I knew I locked it before leaving for work. 

They started out small, barely warranting a second thought, but soon became something I couldn't ignore, too often to brush off, which eventually threw me into paranoia.

 I couldn't shake the feeling of being watched, the constant ringing in my ears like static, the way my hair stood on end, and everytime i tried to mention this to others, I was told it was my imagination, that I was crazy; The thing is, I knew I wasn't. Still, no matter how much i told myself it was fake, I couldn't shake the thought. The paranoia soon led to sleepless nights, which lead to hallucinations, which would manifest themselves as a shadow of a man peering in my window, but when i threw open my curtains, nothing was there, or the creepy shadows that seemed to watch me from the forest as i passed on my way to work, or even the way it felt like people around me were watching me,following me, i kept seeing the same two men everywhere. 

At this point I was close to freaking out, maybe I was crazy, maybe everyone was right, until late one Saturday night, I was holed up in my apartment; curled up on the couch reading, tv turned down low for background noise, when a flash of the screen caught my eye. My own image enlarged on the staticy screen. Lunging for the remote, i turn up the volume, catching the reporter saying my own name before he continued, “we believe this woman is responsible for the seventh murder in the last two months, as DNA was found at the scene, pointing back at her,” the reporter pauses and i lean forward, waiting for him to speak again “if you see her, stay far away as she is dangerous and most likely unstable. Call police forces as soon as possible so we can get this individual behind bars and hopefully stop the murders.” With that, the news report is over and I turn off the tv. What do they mean my DNA was found at the scene? I never killed anyone, just the thought of it makes me want to throw up. I don't understand, did someone frame me? If so, why me of all people?

At that moment, only one thought was clear in my brain. I had to run, I had to get as far away as possible. That night, instead of doing the logical thing and turning myself in and explaining it wasnt me, I packed my things in a bag, walked out the door and from then on, I was a wanted criminal on the run. 

I moved from place to place, never staying in one spot for more than a night or two; I stayed in abandoned buildings or shabby motels, sometimes even sleeping under trees deep in the woods if i had to. Even after living like this for a month, I could never shake the paranoia that followed, like something bigger was happening than I suspected. That's when I had my first encounter with them.

The two men I thought were figments of my imagination were real, they were the ones driving me crazy. It was one night I was staying in the forest, when I heard the voices, one rough and angry, the other one strange and distorted. I couldn't hear them until it was too late, one yelling for the other, obviously looking for something; Apparently that ‘thing’ was me. I was terrified, were they going to turn me in?, until they both stepped through the bushes wearing masks, one holding a large crowbar in his hand. They saw the fear on my face and laughed as I got up, ready to run for my life. With this, I dashed through the trees, jumping over roots to escape and hearing heavy footsteps behind me. Bursting through the tree line, I ran towards the first crowded street, glancing back to see them reach the tree line before halting. I merged into a group of people, keeping my head down until I could slip into an alleyway. This was the first of many encounters with these men, each time the same as the last, I would run, they gave chase, I got away. They treated it like a game, like it was fun. I wished they would just stop, just leave me alone, I didn't know how much longer I could continue this game of cat and mouse. I wanted it all to end.

No matter how much I wished for the game to end, I still wasn't ready for when it finally did. I was staying in an old abandoned hospital, I had yet to fall asleep, I just couldn't seem to. That's when I heard the footsteps, they sounded like they were on the floor below, headed towards the main set of stairs. In a panic I jumped to my feet, not caring about my bag of stuff as I dashed towards the emergency exit, the only other way down from the second floor, unless I wanted to break a leg by jumping out the window that is. I ripped open the door and fled down the stairs, which led down into an alley behind the building. Leaping off the last step, I didn't think, just ran. I wanted out of the alleyway, out of there, away from whoever could be inside that building. That's when things took a turn for the worst. Someone stepped around the corner and into the alley, which caused me to stop abruptly. I would have thought they were a cop, except for the fact that in the dim light from the moon, I could see what they were wearing, a pale yellow hood and faded jeans. I couldn't see their face, it was too dark and the hood shrouded their face in shadow, but judging by their figure, I assumed they were a guy. Backing away, I went to dash out the other side of the alley when I heard heavy footsteps coming down the fire escape as I turned around. I assumed the man that was in the way of the other opening of the alley was who I heard coming up the stairs in the building. Both openings of the alley were blocked, I was like a caged animal, but I wasn't giving up just yet. I turned back to the man in the yellow hoodie, eyeing him up. He was bigger than me but that means I was probably faster. I was going to make a mad dash and try to make my way around him, it was my only chance. Without warning, I started running. I saw him pull the weapon out of his hoodie pocket, I saw him raise his arm, but my brain didn't fully register what he was doing. He hesitated a second as he aimed the gun, pulling the trigger with a loud boom that echoed off the walls of the buildings around us. Pain shot through my chest, catching me off guard like a deer in headlights, and as I collapsed, one last thought raced through my head, “looks like i got my wish, it's all finally over.”

#creepypasta #fanfic #masky mh #mh hoody #marble hornets #slenderman #writer #writing #i hate this #school

[fixxofvixx]

BLOODRIGHT - JAEHWAN AU - CHAPTER 2

Hello dearies~ so I'm at home with a case of strep throat and feeling icky. I decided to go ahead and release the second chapter of jaehwan's story since the initial reaction was pretty good.

I hope you enjoy this chapter~ I'm working on all of the others so it just depends on which story the muse picks for me to finish. I hope everyone is having a good New Year so far.

Please let me know what you think~!

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You followed Jaehwan back to the foyer where your parents were pacing. They had their usual 'annoyed at everything' expressions on their faces until they noticed that Jaehwan was coming back. You kept back as far away as you could, hoping to avoid the eventual awkward goodbye. You also hoped that your parents didn't see your new attire. You were always instructed to wear longer sleeves by your mother because you needed to "act like a lady and a lady doesn't reveal her skin". Although, you knew the real reason for her words.

"Your Highness! I hope everything is okay! We heard something crash. We didn't want to start eating without you. After all, you have graciously taken our precious daughter in and we hope to keep a cordial relationship." Your mother looked from Jaehwan to you and you saw her gaze run over your new dress. Her eyes widened a bit but she composed herself quickly.

"Oh, you won't be eating." Jaehwan's voice had turned dark, you. noticed. It was quite different from the soft tones he'd used to talk with you.

"But, your Highness..."

"I had wanted to speak with y/n alone but the clothes she was wearing caused her to become overheated and she collasped. I had my servants bring some water and a different dress that was not so warm."

"Oh, you poor thing! I remember telling you not to wear that dress. But you had insisted! I do hope you have apologized to the Prince." Your mother over dramatically clasped her hands together and wore a look of concern. It was a look you had seen many times when she would talk to the townspeople and then gossip behind their backs when they were gone. Still, you knew the repercussions of ignoring her words.

"Y-Yes, I--"

"That is unnecessary. However, when I returned to the room I saw something rather concerning." Jaehwan turned to you and motioned for you to stand next to him. You took a deep breath to mask the fear as you moved forward. You didn't want to anger him or your parents by refusing. Once you reached him, he took your elbow and raised your arm gently. His fingers were barely there but you could feel the heavy weight of what was happening.

"I wonder if you could explain these?"

Your parents faltered a bit but then your father spoke. "Ah, yes, we should have mentioned something about that. I'm afraid our daughter is a bit rough around the edges. She tends to get into some tussles with a stable boy that we recently took in. They are always fighting. I apologize if she has been complaining to you." Your father pinned you with a stare that had you instinctively moving closer to Jaehwan.

"Yes, that's right! That boy is a bit of a problem. I assure you that we will see that he is taken care of."

You gasped suddenly, wanting to argue in defense of the boy but you stopped when you saw your mother's narrowed eyes pointed at you.

"You must think I'm a simpleton." Jaehwan spoke through gritted teeth and your parents looked at him in surprise. His body was stone still and his eyes looked as if they could spit fire.

"Of course not, Your Highness! What on Earth would give you that idea?"

"You forget that I am not human." Jaehwan released your arm and walked slowly towards your parents. His voice was calculated and menacing. You even stood in fear although his words were directed at your parents. "I am a vampire. Do you think I am not able to hear the blood that is rushing through your veins right now? Do you think I can't hear your heartbeat? Because, I can. I hear it loud and clear everytime you tell me a lie. I can hear that little pause of blood pumping through your heart. That small tell tale sign that you think it would be a good idea to tell me something that isn't the truth. I would like to inform you that bringing harm to a donor of the royal family is punishable by death."

Both of your parents gasped and then looked at you. They started towards you but Jaehwan stepped in front of them. He towered over them. He even towered over your father who you always saw as larger than life, especially when he was angry.

"Don't. She's not yours anymore, she's mine. Your existence is no longer required." Your eyes snapped up to Jaehwan when you realized that he used the word 'existence' instead of 'presence'. Your parents backed away a few steps, their faces pale and sweaty. It was a strange sight for you. "Leave before I decide to make you both into my next meal."

"Y-Yes, as you wish, Your Highness." Your father bowed and began pulling on his wife's arm to leave. Your mother, however, was a bit more stubborn.

"If I may, Your Majesty, inquire as to the matter of the compensation."

"Compensation? You mean the compensation that you received when y/n turned thirteen? That compensation? The one that you were supposed to use for y/n but instead it was sent to someone else?" You saw a look of disbelief creep over your mother's face. A look that told you she had been found out. So, Jaehwan was telling the truth. That money WAS supposed to be for you. Instead, you had received a pair of used shoes and more training. "So, yes, I will compensate you."

You mother smiled and clasped her hands around your father's in anticipation. Her joy was short-lived.

"I will compensate you with your life instead of putting you in my dungeon to be tortured endlessly until the end of your days. How would that be?"

"Yes, yes, perfectly acceptable, Your Highness." Your father bowed over and over as he dragged his wife out the door.

You took a deep breath as soon as the door closed. Everything was deathly quiet and you kept your eyes on the floor. You could barely believe everything that had happened in such a short time.

You didn't hear Jaehwan's approach but suddenly his feet were in front of you. His finger hooked under your chin and raised your head. His crimson eyes no longer held any anger and you internally sighed in relief.

"Don't lower your head in this house. You live here.....you sure as hell don't work here. You have just as much power as me in this household. You cower to no one, understand?"

"Yes, sir."

"No......Jaehwan. Same power, remember? You can call me Jaehwan." When you nodded, he continued. "They're not coming back. You can live as you please here. No training. Just be yourself, alright?"

"Yes, s--.....J-Jaehwan."

"Very good."

You started to speak but stopped. How on Earth did you reverse 21 years of being trained not to speak your mind?

"Go on, I can see that you have questions."

"Can....you really hear heartbeats? You could really tell they were lying?"

"Yes, vampires have exquisite hearing. I can hear yours loud and clear. But, I didn't even have to listen to their heartbeats to know that they were lying. It was written on their faces. But that's not the only concern you have, is it? Something else is on your mind."

"I'm worried about the stable boy. My parents hate him and I would shield him from them but now I....."

You jumped when Jaehwan called for someone named Min. In an instant, the footman, who had greeted you at the door, appeared. He bowed slightly and raised his curious red eyes up to the prince.

"Go to Y/N's old house and bring the stable boy here."

"Yes, sir." Another blur and the man was gone. You looked at Jaehwan, silently questioning him.

"We have stables here and we could use another hand."

You smiled as your spirits lifted instantly. Eventually, you remembered your manners and bowed.

"Thank you so much." You squeaked when Jaehwan's hands grasped your shoulders and pulled you back upright. His eyebrows were furrowed and his lips were set in a line. Given all of that, he didn't look angry. His eyes still held their softness.

"I thought I told you not to do that."

"But...."

"No buts, don't lower your head. Do I need to invent some sort of contraption that keeps you from bending?"

"N-No....." You bit your lip to keep from smiling. Jaehwan's relaxed demeanor made it easy to smile but you weren't sure if you should yet.

"Good, now, are you hungry? I'm sure you must be. We'll get you something to eat and then we can talk some more. You probably have a lot of questions."

"Alright." You turned to follow Jaehwan but then noticed your bags still sitting by the front door. "Oh, I almost forgot."

You went to your bag and pulled out the box that contained the contract. You stood again and handed it to Jaehwan.

"Ah, yes, of course. Did you already read over this?" He looked very surprised and you nodded.

"Right after you sent it to our house. A messenger came last week and gave it to my mother. She said I should go ahead and sign it. I hope I did it correctly. I only had the short instructions that the messenger had brought." You held your hands together nervously, hoping you had done everything correctly. It was getting easier to speak to him but you were still nervous.

"Y/N.....I sent this to you but just to look over and read. This contract.....it's supposed to be signed after we meet. After I....." He looked really upset and you started to panic.

"I'm really sorry!! My mother said the messenger left strict instructions that we do this before we come. She said I wouldn't be allowed to stay if I didn't sign. I really am sorry." Tears threatened your eyes again and you kicked yourself for ruining yet another thing on your first day here. At this rate, you'd be back in your old bed by sundown.

"It's not you, y/n. You had no idea. My messenger was Min and he wouldn't have said that. I suspect that it was your mother's decision. I was supposed to give you the choice."

"Choice?"

"Yes, you have the right to refuse to be my donor. It's not mandatory. The choice lies solely with you. I'm not......I don't have the power to reverse it. I'm so sorry."

"That's okay," you tried to smile, "I was always told I had no choice so I came to terms with it a long time ago. I don't really have any other options anyway. You.....You are a good person, I think. So, it's okay."

"Now, I really regret letting your parents leave."

"D-Do you really have a dungeon?"

"No....but I would make one just for them."

#vixx #vixx fic #jaehwan fic #jaehwan au #vixx au #vampire jaehwan #vixx vampire

[amour-salvatore]

rumours

Part 5

”What movie do you wanna watch?” Dele says sitting down next to you on the sofa.

”Or not a movie at all, like yesterday” He smirks at you.

Yes, you slept with him.

It happend to fast. Once you and Dele arrived home after his big win you started kissing and since you were emotionally exhausted, you wanted to get your mind off things. Everything was better than thinking of Jadon looking at the little girl. So you had sex and it was amazing. You haven´t had this feeling for god knows how long. 

Your stomach fills with butterflies at his voice.

You trace his fingers which are resting on your tighs.

Meeting his gaze, you give him small smile.

After going through Netflix you decided to watch Modern Family until the doorbell rang. Dele jumps up walking towards the door.

“That must be J and Olivia.” He says casually.

But your face drops. “What do you mean J and Olivia?” you say your voice trembling.

“Yeah forgot to tell you. They bought food so we could eat together.”

You feel heat rush through you. Firstly why didn´t he tell you that  someone is coming over and secondly WHO IS OLIVIA? why is he saying it like he knows her? “Why didn´t you tell me Dele?” you say a little pissed.

He stops in his tracks. “Sorry I forgot..Is it a problem?” Dele says his eyebrows raised.

He´s searching your face for any signs of you being angry but how could you? It´s his house and his friends.

So you just shake your head and Dele opens the door. You take a deep breath trying to calm your nerves for what's coming. You don´t dare to turn your head to their direction.

Feeling them approaching closer and closer you hear a high pitched voice behind you.

“Oh you have company. Hi I´m Olivia.” The girl introduces herself when you turn around coming face to face with a self tanned blonde girl. Of course not naturally blonde. She´s pretty but something about her is off, making you instantly dislike her.

“Hey I´m Y/N.” You hold out your hand for her to shake but she goes in for a hug making you look behind her and that´s when you and Jadon share quick look. He´s wearing dark blue jeans with a big white sweater, grinning like always and talking with Dele at the table.

You feel yourself getting tensed when the girl lets go of you giving you a small smile and heading to the boys. Standing there struck by what just happend you never heard of a Olivia before.

Slowly, you follow her taking a seat next to Dele who´s already taking out the food. it smells delicious, there are some varieties of Pizza and Pasta making you mouth water.

Jadon doesn´t really give you much attention sitting close to Olivia his hand on her leg while joking with Dele like always. He´s sitting infront of you playing it off like it´s the most normal thing, that you´re both sitting at the same table with other partners when just a year ago or even yesterday, you´ve thought it would be the two of you sitting next to each other. 

They look so good together you feel sick. Of course, you slept with Dele but the feelings you have for him are nothing compared to those you have for Jadon.

“Haven´t seen you in weeks or even months, Oliv.” Dele says a smirk on his face his arm resting on your shoulder and a wine glass in his hand.

”Tell that Jadon, I was surprised myself he called yesterday,” So yesterday you think to yourself, after he told you he loves you.

“And how did you two meet?” The girl says with her high pitched voice, making you nearly cringe.

“Well, Dele basically saved me from living at the dorm rooms because we grew up together and our parents thought it would be the best idea for both of us.” You smile at him, it´s true, Dele rescued you from your grief and he´s the reason you met Jadon again. Whether that's good or bad you don't know yet.

Dele squeezes your shoulder looking at you with eyes full of affection.

“That´s so sweet, he´s literally you´re prince charming.” Olivia says, and you just nod. Looking in Jadon's direction his face is still composed smiling. Not letting any emotions slip through his mask.

“Everytime I think of her I get filled with happiness, like this morning,” Dele stops, thinking of you two together in bed “This girl is perfect in everything, if you understand.” He winks at Jadon. And as soon as the words left his mouth Jadons face fell. He's trying to cover it up, taking a long sip of his wine, faking a smile at Dele and finally looking at you. His big brown eyes taking a long look at you, probably the first time he layed eyes on you today but it’s not for long when he turns his attention back to his girl.

“So it´s serious between you two.” Jadon tries to say as calmly as possible not meeting your gaze.

You don´t answer, not because of Jadon but because you don´t know. What are you and Dele? You get startled at Dele voice interrupting your thoughts, “I´ve never met a girl like her, so I would say it's serious.” He says taking your hand in his and suddenly you wished Jadon would go back to his poker face because right now, you can read him like an open book.

“Well, Jadon never says something like that about me. He´s still caught up on his ex.” She rolls her eyes apparently they have this conversation often.

Dele slowly nods his head, of course he knows, Jadon just didn´t tell him who it was.

“It was a messy break up Olivia,”Jadon says holding your gaze. “A love like that is hard to get over.” 

“There were rumours she had an aboirtion.” Olivia says looking down at her nails. How can she talk about a topic like that so heartlessly?

Glaring at her, Jadon answers quickly. “Those were just rumours.”

For the rest of the night, you didn't talk much thinking about everything. Catching Jadon looking at you every time Dele would move closer to you or place a kiss on the palm of your hand.

Jadon never told you he had a girlfriend or whatever she is to him. He tells you, he loves you but has a girl keeping his bed warm just in case, right? Of Course, you can´t say anything because you slept with Dele and now Jadon knows. You hate yourself for changing the friendship between them. Dele might not see it but Jadon will never beave the same around him even if you disappear from the picture. Jadon's feelings are stronger than his friendship with Dele or anyone for that matter. He adores you and how Dele hasn´t caught up to that is a miracle for you.

After two hours they said their goodbyes and finally left. Dele headed straight to the shower leaving you to clean up the table. Carrying the empty wine glasses to the kitchen you spot a small paper laying on the seat where Jadon sat.

”Meet me at mine at 9”

You´re heart is pounding fast, what if Dele had found that? He doesn´t think straight. Nevertheless, you can feel yourself getting nervous. Should you go? What about Dele, you´ve been lying to him for way too long now. But you know that you both need closure, you need to talk everything through instead of constantly running into each other.

After you told Dele you were going to visit a friend at Uni you left to go to Jadons. Arriving there you look around hoping no one sees you. Ringing the bell to his house you wait until he opens the door. You both look at each other sharing a look of relief to be finally together again, alone without having to play a role. Entering his house, it hasn´t changed at all everything is still at the same place it was the last time you were here, nearly a year ago. Jadon watches you examining the house probably thinking the same. 

“I´m sorry you drove out here because of me.” He says standing close behind you as your looking at the photos of his family hanging on the wall.

You turn around feeling his chest against yours “I just can´t take my eyes off you Y/N.” Jadon whispers pulling a loose hair strain behind your ear making you lean into his touch.

“Kiss me.” You murmur and Jadon didn´t hesitate, pressing his lips against yours as you wrap your legs around his waist when he carries you towards his bedroom.

Waking up the next day you´re smiling from ear to ear seeing Jadons tv and sofa you used to wake up to every day.

Turning around you´re disappointed when the bed is empty. Instead of Jadon, a letter is laying on the bed in his handwriting.

“For a slight moment, I thought I had you. I really did Y/N.” You read the first sentence, tears building in your eyes.

“Seeing you with Dele made me realize how good you are for each other. Dele is my best friend and I know he will treat you right so continue where you left off. Painful as it is ,I know it hurts you to be with me because it reminds you of our angel we lost. So I´ll let you go. I’ll go back to Germany. I don't know how long but long enough for us to forget each other.

I know it seems like I'm giving up but trust me I'm not. I just can't bear seeing you with another man.

Last night was amazing just like every one I share with you.

I love you very much. 

J xx

#jadon sancho blurb #jadon sancho #dele alli blurb #Dele alli #football imagine #england nt #jesse lingard blurb #fanfiction #trent alexander arnold #harry winks #neymar jr

[schmidtsmike]

you haven't changed at all

okay, so, i had this idea and i told my friend @pinokeee and she said i should write it here and let all of my fellow tnbc fans see it. <3 (also, it's mainly about lock, shock, and barrel) and it takes place after the events of the film.

also, @tnbc-thoughtsandheadcanons i thought you'd like this

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All of the residents of Halloween Town could see Lock, Shock, and Barrel's home on fire. It was burning quickly, and the flames were steadily climbing up the sides of the rickety building. Sally rushes up next to Jack, who was watching and not knowing exactly what to do. "Jack, we have to help them! If their little elevator burns, then they'll be trapped up there and they'll die." She cries.

Jack quickly gathers Zero and some others and rushes out. They try to get there as quickly as they can. Up in the house, the kids were scrambling to find their masks and anything else they could salvage from the fire. There was a lot of smoke in Lock's lungs, and he was coughing frequently.

He found Barrel's mask and tossed it to him. "Did one of you idiots leave a candle lit or something?" Shock says, accusing her cohorts of causing the fire.

"No!" Both of them cry, being offended but not too surprised that Shock would say that. In fact, Barrel thought, setting things on fire was a lot of fun.

The three of them run to where the elevator shaft was, only to realize the rope had broken from the fire and there was no elevator left for them. "Aw, great! Nice going." Lock says and smacks Barrel across the head with his mask. Barrel scowls at him and the two of them start hitting each other.

Shock quickly bursts between them, trying to break up the fight. She pats Lock on the back slightly as he doubles over in a horrible coughing fit. "We don't have time for this stupid fighting. We have to get out of here."

"How? That was our only way down!" Barrel responds. He finds a spot in the house where the wall was completely burned away and down below was the little bridge. He could see Jack and some others coming in the distance but before he could tell the other two, they all heard a voice coming down from Oogie's lair. No - that couldn't be him. He was dead, wasn't he? Jack should've killed him.

But somehow he was there. He told them that he was burning the house down to force them to come down there with him. "So I can trap and torture you forever!" He laughs maniacally.

Lock pulls his cohorts aside and whispers to them. "We could escape. We could jump down right now."

"That bridge is too rickety, you dummy. Someone would have to catch us." Shock whispers back, making Lock roll his eyes.

They hear a bark from down below. It was Zero! They rush to the area where the wall was burned out, and a hole was there which was big enough for them to jump out of. "Jack! Up here!" They all cry, waving their hands frantically.

Jack sees them, and carefully steps across the bridge. "It's okay. I'm here to rescue you! You're gonna have to jump!"

"Are you insane?"

"That's practically suicide!"

"That actually sounds quite fun."

The three of them burst into giggles but stop when Jack yells at them. "You must be serious, those flames are coming quickly, so you must act fast. Come on now, jump." He tells them urgently.

Shock steps forward, holding her mask in one hand and holding down her hat with the other. She jumps, hoping that Jack would be able to catch her. She cries out in delight, enjoyed the thrill of it. She feels herself land in Jack's arms and he places her on the grass.

Barrel jumps, laughing with glee. He too is sat safely next to Shock. They both relish in the fresh air. But Lock was still up there. And he was coughing a lot from the smoke and fire that was quickly catching up to him.

"Lock, you have to jump!" Jack yells to him.

"I can't!" Lock yells.

"Come on! It's fun. Stop being a coward." Shock retorts.

Lock sucks in a deep breath and jumps, right as the building explodes in flames and collapses. Jack catches Lock, and steps back onto the land as the bridge collapses and falls down into the crevice. Oogie's lair remained, with no path to get to it, and no path to escape.

Lock was breathing heavily, and coughing. Jack told him to try to breathe, and Lock did. His breaths were shaky and raspy. He eventually stopped and caught his breath.

After sitting Lock down, Jack knelt down in front of them. "How did this happen?"

"It was Lock!" Barrel snickers.

"Oh, really?" Lock scoffs.

"Boys!" Jack shouts.

The two stop and look at him. Shock giggles quietly.

"Look, I just wanna know what happened." Jack says firmly.

"Oogie burned it down." Shock says. "He wanted us to stay with him so he could torture us."

Jack sighs and glances back at the lair. That no good Oogie Boogie, he thought. He turned back to them. Lock had dark ashes on his face, so did the other two. He decided to take them into town. He found a spare home no one was using and took them there.

Multiple citizens gasped and started whispering when they walked in. They didn't like that they were gonna be staying inside now. But they figured there was no other choice, besides banishment. Besides, Jack was the leader. And they trusted him.

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Sally closed the door and stepped over to Jack. "They're asleep. I bathed them and cleaned their masks. I gave Lock something to clear out the smoke from his lungs."

Jack nods, thinking deeply. "Are you sure we should keep them here? Inside the town? No one was happy about this."

"Everyone was scared of Oogie. They're probably just scared that the kids are gonna cause mischief." Sally tells him as they walk outside through the town to get to Jack's home.

"Yeah... maybe being around all of us will make them decide to spread apart from their bad behavior." Jack says.

"You think so?"

"Yeah, I do."

"I love you, Jack."

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10 years later

Lock is now 16, Shock is 17, and Barrel is 15. Shock had hit a huge growth spurt and was a lot taller than the boys were. She teased them relentlessly about it.

Lock had grown his hair out and he regularly wears it in a bun. And Barrel was surprisingly still kinda short, and he had grown closer to Lock. Over the years, they had progressed greatly. The three of them helped with Halloween. They had some great ideas that helped enhance how they scared humans.

Their reputation was really good. However, Shock's was still bad.

Lock had just gotten home from helping the Mayor with some heavy lifting. He pulled his hair up and walked inside the house that he still shared with his cohorts. "Are any of you guys home?" He looked into the kitchen and saw Shock trying to rip one of Barrel's favorite shirts. He rushed over and grabbed it, holding it tight in his hand. "Shock, seriously?"

"I was just gonna make a slight rip in it." Shock chuckles and reaches for it, gasping when Lock steps back. "Come on you dingus, give it back!"

"No! Barrel really likes this shirt and I'm not gonna let you ruin it." Lock scoffs. He takes the shirt into Barrel's room and puts it in his closet. He grabs his mask and heads out.

Shock sighs and sits in her room. It'd been a crazy change of events, she realized. She thought of all of the times that they'd proved themselves to the other citizens, and how she'd grown closer with Lock. But within the last couple of years, she'd starting thinking about Oogie. And what a great team she made with the boys. And how mischievous and horrible they could be.

Shock wanted that again. Desperately. So she'd tried to do small things to get back into that routine. But everytime, the boys caught her. She didn't know what to do. She knew they didn't wanna do that stuff anymore. She suddenly got an idea and grabbed a piece of paper, sketching away. She giggled mischievously.

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Lock met Barrel in the woods. He walked up and they did a handshake.

"How are you?" Lock asks him.

Barrel smiles excitedly and climbs up into a tree, hanging from a tree limb. "Amazing!" He then notices how angry and upset Lock appears and his smile fades. "What?"

"It's Shock again. She's... I don't know... going back to her old ways?" Lock sighs and sits down on a tree stump.

"Why do you care so much?" Barrel asks.

"She's practically family. I mean, we've been around her for years. Since we've been in Halloween Town. You know how I feel about her." Lock replies.

Barrel climbs down to sit with Lock and console him. "Yeah, I know. But... Jack is hosting this pretty formal party for Sally's birthday. Maybe you could ask her on a date or something."

"You think so?" Lock smiles.

Barrel nods. "Yeah."

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A couple weeks later, Sally's party was hosted down in the square. Lock wore a nice, red suit and Shock wore just a purple dress. They showed up and greeted people. Lock was holding Shock's hand and he felt genuinely happy.

Barrel showed up in jeans and a torn shirt and ran around like crazy.

Lock and Shock laughed and went to get drinks. "He's insane." Lock says.

"I'll be back." Shock says and slinks off through the crowd.

Lock sits down with a cup of punch, feeling like he was being ditched. I brought her here on a date, he thought. And she just walked off.

A bit later, Shock runs over to Lock, giggling.

"What?" Lock smiles.

Shock gestures to a bucket hanging above the town hall. "I hung that there to fall on Sally! It has water in it with some green stuff. Really dirty water."

Lock clenched his jaw, growing angry. "Shock, are you really that stupid? You can't be doing that kinda stuff."

"Aw, come on. A little prank wouldn't hurt." Shock smirks.

Lock slams down his drink. "Don't go anywhere." He climbs up onto the town hall roof and carefully takes the bucket down. He pours it back into a pond.

Lock has a pretty tense argument with Shock. Barrel shows up to break them up.

Lock was in tears. "Don't you realize what I've done to keep everything you've been doing hidden? You'd probably be exiled by now."

"Well, maybe you guys are just suckups. To Jack - Sally. Barrel, you're obviously a complete loser. I mean... just the way you dress and act... wow." Shock says.

Barrel looks hurt, and Lock puts an arm around him. He glares at Shock.

"You haven't changed at all."

#tnbc #the nightmare before christmas #lock #shock #and barrel #oogie's boys #oogie boogie #barrel #jack skellington #sally tnbc #zero tnbc #i hope people actually like this

[hanniiesuckle17]

Dating Jeon Jungkook

Dating jeon jungkook wow you scored bitch

why don’t we start with how you met

2 am convience store

you wanted some ramen

and he needed more coffee since he was probably going to be working in the studio all night

too lazy to go back home (same reader, same) you sat at the counter and ate your cup of noodles listening to some music from a random playlist on your phone

the bell rang signaling someone else entered the store

you paid no mind to the boy wearing the black face mask and sweatpants. he wasn’t more attention grabbing than your ramen

wow savage

however, he took notice of you

he often came to this store and usually no one but the clerk was around

you broke his normalcy

i know how rude of you to not know this was his convenience store that he didn’t own

at first he was puzzled

then he started to recognize how pretty you were

dont say otherwise reader you fuckin gorgeous

anyway...for once he decided to not just grab a bag of coffee and just buy a cup

he set the cup on the counter and slid into the seat next to you

obviously you were like

dude wtf who are you why you sitting here you feeling rapey go away with your creepy mask pervert

so you do the natural thing

you move to the next seat

good job reader stranger danger is no goddamn joke

Its 2 am

you look over at him to see him just fiddling with his cup

was he talking to someone else?

there was no one else in the store

Usually I'm the only one here at 2 am. I'm Jungkook, by the way

he pulled down his mask to take a sip of his coffee revealing the rest of his face

screw stranger danger this guy was unbelievably beautiful

Its 2 am. why are you here

he smiles and turns to look at you

I'm just looking for something to find

i nodded. Hot. Deep. Aesthetic. Did the man sing and shit rainbows too?

What about you

I came for the ramen. Simple things in life.

he laughed showing off his smile

the two of you ended up laughing and talking for the next hour

No! I'm really not lying! She can't eat bread if its cut diagonally. It's so weird!

he laughed again before looking at you for a moment

I'm severely fighting the urge to ask you our right now.

it took you my surprise

Well I already lost twenty minutes ago. You wanna go out sometime?

YES READER YOU GET IT BITCH

Anyway let's get on to actually dating kookie

literally the biggest fluff ball ever

he never really had time to date when he was a trainee so he makes up for it when he is with you

he legitimately loves doing all the cheesy couple things

golden maknae doesn't care what his hyungs think

PDA FOR LIFE

you can not get this boy off of you

Jungkook let me go for a sec, I can't breathe

Who needs air when I have you

I do. I still need air

loves to hold your waist

not really a hand holder, but will always have an arm around your waist

bringing him snacks when he is working late at the studio

having all of your firsts in the studio

LITERALLY

boy needs a break get him out of there

likes working with you either in his lap or in the room

jokingly recorded you in the booth one time when you wanted to try it out

thought your voice was really pretty so he saved it and used it as a back track for one of their songs

all of your dates either happen late at night or at your place so paparazzi wont catch you

he accidentally met your parents after three months of dating

he came over early one day since he had half a day off and he just walked through the door of your apartment

immediately froze seeing to people he didnt know (you went to the kitchen to get something)

legit thought he walked into the wrong apartment

your parents thought he was a creep or a thief so they shouted for you as he started to back out

you had to reassure him that everything was okay and then introduced him

your parents absolutely love him

still call him the door creep occasionally

he was so nervous the whole time

all this boy wanted to do was come home for cuddles after a long day and then was met with the pressure of meeting your parents

he has the worst luck

couldn't help the bunny smile from creeping onto his face when your hand slipped into his under the table to reassure him

you guys have the most supportive relationship

everytime something good happens to you at work the next day there is a bouquet of flowers on your desk

a year and a half into the relationship he moves in with you

always offering to pay to get a bigger place

shutting him up and telling him you like the place now

does this thing where he purposely leaves dirty coffee cups everywhere so when hes half asleep he just has to look on the bathroom counter and grab a coffee cup to refill

pisses you off so much

every week or so going around the apartment with a laundry basket and collecting all the cups

found one in the shower once

he is so confused the next morning when there isnt a new cup by his shoes in the closet

the process just restarts

doesnt actually get a chance to talk to you about coming out to the public

happened on accident

you guys were always super careful when you did go out at night

you made a snack run to the convenience store at about 3 am and made sure Kookie was wearing a mask

but the man just loves you and wants to pda

pulled down his mask for a second to kiss you in the chip aisle

pulled away to see some girl with her phone out taking a picture

when she saw you noticed she took off

kookie was so stressed about the whole thing

he really didnt want you in the media until he was sure army would be okay with it

rushed back to the studio which caused a fight

ended with him apologizing and telling you he loved you for the first time

You make me so angry sometimes. All I want to do is protect you because I love you so much

you kinda just stood there in silence

he clearly knew what he said

he was staring back at you calmly with his head in his hand

bout to respond when Jin knocked on the door and asked jungkook if he left his worldwide handsome water bottle in the studio

WE ARE DOING SOMETHING IMPORTANT HERE HYUNG

shut the door in his face

laughing you hugged him wrapping your arms around his midsection

I love you too you idiot

next time I'll keep my mask on I promise

I'm stapling that thing to your face

AnYWayy back to life with kookie

likes to walk around the house in literally just sweatpants and cartoon socks

Makes you wonder if it's wrong to think hes hot because he literally is wearing socks with hello kitty on them

Yes the bitch has multiple

sleeps on his back naturally and likes to sleep with your head on his chest

that person that talks during movie or tv shows

but it's always like relevant and sparks a convo about the cinematography or the screenplay

once the relationship is out he does pda a lot less but you two go out more

he does this thing when you're standing in line where he will latch onto the sides of your shirt and rest his forehead on your shoulder or in the crook of your neck

UWU

sends you bts memes daily

also the type to having burping competitions with you

he also keeps a standing record of who wins

before international tours you helping him with his english

You buy him one carton of banana milk for every five answers he gets right

not like your fridge isnt stocked anyway

literally you are dating a child

but it's amazing

brings you to award shows because he wants you there as his good luck charms

calls you 'little bear' bc you are soft like a teddy bear and he likes your cuddles

has no shame

literally called you that in front of not only paparazzi but BANG PD

back hugs for days

likes playing with your hair

helping him dye his hair late at night in the bathroom

when guests come over they always comment on how cool your sink is because it has the like marbled pink color

Yeah thanks Kookie

Yeah ireumeun jungkook

Y/N STOP OMG

boy is such a meme

loves couples costume for Halloween

most questionable one was when you went as sully and boo and he carried you on his shoulders the whole night

THEY ONLY GAVE ME AN APPLE WTF

Kookie calm your tits you can have my candy bar

THEY GAVE YOU A CANDY BAR?

literally you love this boy so much

I just made myself uwu with this

Masterlist

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