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st-el-la-luna · 6 months

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Thinking about König

Mainly, thinking about his anxiety being like my anxiety. It's social anxiety but more than the "oh no, people, scary!" That people tend to generalize it as.

That's not to say that it isn't like that. Yes, people are intimidating, especially large groups of them. Or if you're being put in a command position. Or if you're in a position to be judged... Which is most situations. (Public speaking, especially for school projects is especially bad).

But it's not just shyness. It's also the aversion.

Walking through the halls, with a dead sort of stare. Not intentionally intimidating, but it's very much a resting bitch face, look at me and I'll kill you sort of expression.

Saying as little as possible to people he's not comfortable with.

"yes."

"no."

"I don't like that."

"I don't want to."

"we are not friends."

Staring so intently at people that it unsettles them.

"-and that's why I think... Why... It's... Is everything okay, Colonel?"

"Ja, why?"

"You're, uh... You're looking very intently."

"This is just how I look. Eye contact is important."

"uhh... Right, it's just... I haven't seen you blink?"

"I blink when you blink."

Like, yes, of course there are situations where he gets mousy voiced or sweaty palms. But not at work, no. At work he's able to conjure up, maybe not confidence, but something.

At a restaurant though? Speaking softly, making himself small, saying please and thank you after every sentence. It doesn't matter what the server does, he's always soft spoken and polite, nervous. If he asks for no pickles and they bring him his dish with pickles, he'll eat it. If he orders a chicken sandwich and they bring him a burger, he'll eat it. If he tells them that he has a deadly peanut allergy and they bring him a tub of peanut butter... He'll send that back, but he'll be polite about it.

"Oh, ja, I'm sorry, I... This isn't what I ordered. Oh, no, no, it's okay, don't apologize. I'm sorry. You're busy. It's fine, I understand."

Sometimes during mission briefs he will randomly growl and smack his fist on the table. People think he's mad at them and straighten up, stop sipping so loud, on their best behaviour. He actually just got mad at himself, remembered something embarrassing from his past.

He almost acts like a narcissist. Passes by a mirror, winks at his reflection: "How's it going, good looking?"

Makes jokes about being the pretty one. People think he's full of himself.

He actually hates himself but has replaced negative self talk with show boating. He doesn't hate himself any less, but he tells himself to kill himself way less often!

Always has some sort of plan. An escape route, a plan of attack. Watching the people around him nervously.

Sits in the back of the room so he can watch everybody. Sits with his chair pushed far back so he can stand quicker.

Glares at people who walk by. Gives their dogs heart eyes. Prays that the owners realize and ask him if he wants to say hello. He's too awkward to ask permission. And he's too angry looking for people to offer.

Represses lots of anger from incidents he feels he can't lash out in, goes batshit in training or on missions. (I used to do kick boxing, the gym people had to keep coming up to me and moving my punching bag back because I was hitting it too hard).

The kind of person to, when going to someone's house, immediately look for signs of a pet. If he finds it. The animal is now his best friend. Goes to a party hangs with the dog type of beat.

Thinks smoking pot would help him. But the idea makes him nervous. Which he thinks, smoking pot would help... But the idea of smoking pot makes him nervous. But he–

Will just lie to get out of shit.

"Hey, we're going to get drinks tonight, do you want to come?"

"ah, I can't... I promised to get dinner with a friend."

Goes home and enjoys a night alone.

Avoidant. Will just not do things that cause him stress. Hasn't been to the dentist in years because talking to the lady at reception makes him nervous. What if the phone signal is bad? What if it just keeps breaking up? What if she can't understand his accent? What if when he gets to the dentist they hate him for the state of his teeth? What if he goes to the dentist and they steal his teeth?! It's happened before! He's seen articles!

Gets adopted by extroverts by being unhinged.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Horangi asks.

"I heard that human meat tastes like pork... The best pork, actually." König says absently.

"Huh... And you know this why?"

"I was curious."

"okay... Let's go to dinner."

"Ja, let's."

A sort of dry air about him that comes off as a lack of empathy. But he's just got so much going on in his brain that he can't focus on emoting anything but augghskft.

Will stare off into space with a blend of the hundred yard stare and the most murderous expression known to man. He's not mad. He's just thinking.

Undiagnosed autism

Forgets people's names, gets to nervous to ask again. So he just calls everyone "you".

Acts cold and indifferent. He just really hates small talk, doesn't understand it. Why say something if it's not important? He doesn't care about your grandchildren. Or your wife. Or your morning.

Is the world's best host mainly out of fear. Asking if you need food or a drink or a blanket or if–

König who after confrontations, has to take a step back, hands shaking slightly. But who's also still super pissed and ready to throw punches at the drop of a hat

König who worries so much about physical affection that it just becomes too much. Hugs are suffocating, hands are held too tight, cuddling is like being smothers. But it takes him a long time to initiate anything. God forbid you initiate anything. Hug the man and he bluescreens

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#shout out to the time i was seeing a therapist #she asked me why i was always wearing a mask #i work around sick people and go to university #lots of diseases #she complained that she couldn't tell what i was thinking #forgot my mask one day and she was like #“Still can't tell what you're thinking”#she also kept stopping and getting really nervous #shifting in her seat #asking me if everything is okay #tells me I'm looking “very intense and angry”#meanwhile i was just looking at her #or that time i was told I'm intimidating because i “walk fast and don't smile”#like #ive got places to be #and i dont want to be here #or there #the quicker i get there the quicker I'm over with it #konig #call of duty #cod #cod modern warfare #konig call of duty #konig headcanons #cod headcanons #cod mwii #cod x reader #call of duty x reader #konig x reader

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safetycar-restart · 1 year

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I imagine that Max cg/dom would just start giving him dume/Illogical punishments. When he Insist he get a one like.

Dom: fine if you insist on a punishment i'll give you one uh...you cant have.. uh raisinss of a week mister

Max: but Mommy i don't like raisinss. I don't think we have any in the house.

Dom: Well I guess it doesn't matter you cant have any.

And other stuff he do mot like in sub/litte space and more random stuff like no watergun fights in the dead of winter or no horre movies of a month

Or mabye making him write. I am a good boy and don't need to be punisht or I will not blame myself for somting I have no control over. On paper by hand like 20 times so that he dose not forget

Sorry for my bad english/gammer mistakes. English is not my first language and I'm very dyslexi.

Sony worry about your English anon!!! I can understand what you meant by this ask and that’s all that counts. And I absolutely love this idea. I'm gonna make this in the d/s au because of max's history of his bad past dom in that au, cause I think that makes the most sense here.

Firstly, the ridiculous punishments start when max requests a punishment for something that he absolutely doesn't deserve a punishment for. Maybe he made a mistake in quali? He still got on the front row, and as far as you're concerned he did amazing, but he missed pole position because he had to abandon his last flying lap from running wide and he thinks he needs to be punished.

His old dom would have punished for him that, and his dad would have called his old dom to confirm that he received a good enough punishment.

But it's completely different with you.

With you, rather than berate him when he got out the car, you immediately hugged him close and asked if he was okay, praising him for trying his best and making sure he isnt beating himself up too hard for his mistake.

It's such a sharp contrast to what he's used to and he has no idea what to do about it.

He doesn't get much time with you until after media, and even then he doesn't know what to do. He should be being punished right now, but instead you're trying your best to comfort him and he doesn't know what to do because he doesn't think he deserves this.

So he panics and called the safeword even though you aren't scening. You step back of course, asking him what's wrong and that's when he just babbles about how he needs to be punished.

You tell him that for the next week, he's not allowed to drink any almond milk. Max HATES almond milk.

He looks at you in confusion, reminding you that he hates that and you just smile and nod, telling him that it doesn't matter. That's his punishment.

You explain to him that he is getting the punishment he deserves, because he doesn't deserve an actual punishment for making a genuine mistake on track.

It takes a long time for that message to really hit home, but you stick with the ridiculous punishments the entire time.

I also think that making him write lines like that is the perfect punishment for when he really does need to be punished, like when he talks bad about himself or breaks one of the self care rules.

Often he'll end up crying as he writes, because you always make sure that what he has to write is something that he really needs to hear and it's always so difficult for him.

You always sit with him while he writes, letting him take breaks whenever he needs to and offering him plenty of cuddles and kisses, praising him for doing so well and promising him that he'll be forgiven once he finishes his lines.

#sub!max #mv #gn!reader #d/s au

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writer-of-various · 1 year

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Nikolai & Lilja – Safe

Lilja growls out a string of curses, pacing the platforms as she goes over the argument between her and Richtofen. Nikolai watches silently, not wanting to infuriate the Latvian ant further although he is worried for her. Lilja has held more burdens than any of them, and she's so young too. Lilja has been the glue to their twisted team, she kept them grounded and she kept them together, all while planning her own scheme to kill Richtofen later on in their journey. While her older self portrayed these traits, Nikolai saw them in this Lilja, his Lilja, and he admired the young woman with a fiery attitude and dark stormy eyes.

"Secure a better tomorrow?! Bullshit! Agh, Nikolai, I don't know if I can do this, he's so fucking...AGH!" Lilja storms over to the Pack 'N Punch machine and kicks it, the loud noise briefly startling Nikolai. He turns to his companion and sighs, walking over to rest a hand on Lilja's shoulder, taking in the size difference between them. She's so tiny compared to him, short and slender but he's seen her tackle Dempsey to the ground for the last bottle of beer they found during their lost journey the past two years. She's also beat Takeo in hand to hand fighting and she's thrown Nikolai over her shoulder and managed to sprain something in his back (although he would never admit he was hurt.)

"Lilja, this is hard, and I understand what you are saying. But we have gone too far to turn back, and even if we were to, there is no turning back. All we can do is make sure tomorrow is better, with or without Richtofen" Nikolai says and Lilja takes a deep breath, calming herself down and nodding.

"Jā, you're right, Nik. Sorry, I just lost my composure. Gone for 2 years and comes out of nowhere and shoots his older self in the head and doesn't tell any of us anything...he's always done this. I thought we were done with the lying." Lilja looks distraught, staring off into the distance and Nikolai frowns. This isn't easy for any of them, nonetheless Lilja, who despite her attitude is selfless and cares for the team. They are all she has, her parents and siblings are likely dead, she doesn't have a special someone waiting for her, she has nothing.

"We'll be fine, Lilja, for now. Just relax, the hellspawns shouldn't show up for another hour or so." Nikolai guides the woman inside the facility, going to the area they set up as a sleeping quarters. Dempsey and Takeo were repairing the windows around the facility and they often got too engrossed with conversations only they could understand. Nikolai feels bad for not being able to comfort his comrades, he knew deep down this fucked up adventure wasn't ending soon despite what he tells the others. An end, returning to their families– only to find out the others don't have anyone waiting for them. Ludvig Maxis had been a mentor, a father figure to Richtofen, at least this Richtofen they are working with. Takeo lost his family, he was deemed a danger that he was sent out because if he had nothing to do, no honor to save, he'll kill those around him in his bottled up anguish. Dempsey's father died in WWI, and his mother went astray, his older brothers joined the forces after Pearl Harbor and haven't been heard of since being sent to the Pacific. Lilja, once again, had no one, especially if she were to return to Rus– Latvia without Edward Richtofen. Her parents would be slaughtered before her by his people, they would laugh mockingly, they would hurt her like they've done and he's batted an eye so many times–

"Nikolai?" Lilja's soft voice brings him out of his running thoughts and he forces himself to look at her, to welcome the comforting aura she let out. She tries to be friendly, to be civil, to live. It's hard on all of them.

"I'm okay. You need rest, Dempsey and Takeo are on watch, and Richtofen is somewhere" Nikolai says softly and Lilja reluctantly nods, trying not to drag her tired feet, to show any sign of being so exhausted that her whole being wanted to just let the undead freaks consume her. The darkness to wrap its claws around her and end her misery. So tired...

"Tell me, Nikolai, what was life like before this? What you remember, at least" Lilja speaks quietly, sitting down at her small space that the guys kept away from and respected. Nikolai gives her a small smile, remembering the beautiful smile of his wife, someone he loves so dearly. Is she alive? Was anyone alive?

"Home was nice, waking up in a decent bed beside my wife, cooking breakfast and watching the birds outside. I would clean my weapons while she stitched up my clothes, we would bicker and laugh..." Nikolai trails off, eyebrows furrowing together as he tries thinking more into the life he lived before the war, before all this. He can't remember.

"My father, he always told jokes, even during the darkest times. He and my mother were inseparable, so in love. They would sacrifice themselves for each other, for us, they were my life. My sister and brother bickered so much, over clothes and food, over which gun they wanted. But they talked so normally about killing those who hurt Latvia, we love our home and will do anything to protect it." Lilja says quietly, staring off into the distance, her own brows furrowed but she shakes her head and gives up trying to remember. "You're a good man, I know you are, Nikolai. It has taken me a long time to see past your nationality and uniform, your accent and flaws...you are a pawn your country uses for their own sick pleasure. We still are pawns, to Richtofen and whoever else is stuck in this purgatory."

Lilja looks at Nikolai and offers him a small smile, eyes so dull and tired but she's trying to hold on. "I trust you, and the others. I do. If I die, I hope it's beside you guys."

Nikolai's chest clenched at that, his heart warm but aching, because Lilja is so young to be in this mess. To think about dying. To fight to save her home because of his people. To fight things they have fought for decades, maybe even centuries (he still doesn't know how the time traveling bullshit works.)

"Me too, Lilja, me too. Get some rest, I have a feeling the next wave isn't going to be easy" Nikolai mumbles, leaning back against the wall and Lilja nods, laying down and curling up against herself. Nikolai doesn't sleep, he watches Lilja's body rise and fall gently as she falls into a light slumber. He knows she has a knife and pistol under the fabric she uses as a pillow, concealed but there and threatening those around her.

He watches her sleep, feeling comforted at knowing she's safe. Richtofen walks in and goes to his own spot, knocking out once his head hits his makeshift pillow and Nikolai watches the both of them. He offers to keep watch, he forces both Takeo and Dempsey to sleep and watches his four comrades...his four friends.

Safe, his mind repeats. Safe.

#nikolai belinski #lilja alekov roze #oc lilja alekov roze #wov works #cod zombies #primis crew #the giant

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leonicscorpio · 3 years

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Batboy Headcanons because I made this for me but you all can enjoy this too if want. (May contain mild NSFW)

Dick:

Has a weird relationship with unwanted gaze and the attention he receives because of his physique. He genuinely likes the attention but he draws the line when people start getting touchy. Just because he's shirtless working out doesn't mean he gave you consent to touch him.

Has good dieting skills but he's in his mid-late 20's and his metabolism has 0 signs of slowing down. He once ate a whole xl bag of M&M's in front of Steph and Babs and both said they wanted to murder him because he won't gain a pound.

Dick has ADHD and I'm sorry if you don't think otherwise. He has hyperactive type ADHD and while he's gotten better at controlling his symptoms he still stims stretching and flexing his arms and shaking his arms.

While not so much in Gotham, Dick is very politically active and volunteers at voter registration and working with organizations with the mission of police demilitarization in Blüdhaven.

Dick is a very sexually driven individual. However, I don't think it's entirely healthy. His ADHD also comes into play with this but Dick just needs to have a release at least twice a day or he'll feel physically sick.

I don't know if you all have seen male gymnasts. But Dick, like the rest of them, has FREAKSISHLY large biceps. Everyone talks about Dick has the best ass in the bat family and while Jason may be larger and stronger, Dick has the best physique.

Dick's apartment is littered with sticky notes in places such as the fridge/in front of his computer. If it's not written down and in a place where he can't ignore it, it's not going to get done.

I'm sorry I know everyone says his birthday is in March but I have to go to the older Nightwing comics and say his Birthday is December 1st. I want you to look me in the eyes and tell me this man doesn't give off Sagittarius energy. You can't. I respect you but you can't look at that and tell me that man isn't a Sagittarius or has super heavy Sag in his birth chart.

Dick's at home doing nothing but chilling? You best believe he's gonna be shirts off, tits out, and rocking some blue flannel PJ's.

Dick is currently the only member of the family asides from Barbara who is regularly attending therapy. And he actively encourages each of his brothers and sisters to go every time.

After his Agent 37 days. He sits down with Jason and talks about having to use a gun and how hard it was. And how having to kill people has affected him. When he had to kill the KGBeast (Agent 37 days he snapped his neck) I headcanon Dick just trauma v*mit*d. Jason hugged him and just consoled him.

It's canon that Dick has anger issues but to me, it's not explored or talked about enough and not a lot of people like to talk about it. Dick is very much the 'if I ignore it it'll go away' type when it comes to his anger and he can brush most insults or harassment off fine enough. But when he breaks, he makes Jason look like a saint. I'm talking slamming you into a wall and screaming in your face angry. He'll be profusely apologetic afterward but still.

Despite popular belief, I don't think he's that bad of a cook. He's just not very experimentative. He can follow a recipe and does look at some guides. But to me, Dick Grayson just is that guy who is like Chicken veggies and rice are a meal that I can cook 4-6 times a week.

Dick has a slight fear of dentists. He doesn't have bad teeth and has good dental health. He just doesn't like the idea of a drill going in his mouth and the few times Bruce has to take him to a dentist he had a panic attack every time.

Everyone lives for the fics where Jason beats the shit out of Tim and everyone is just like lol well Bruce and Dick just forgives him. No. When Dick found out it was Jason who beat Tim to the ground, Dick was literally seething and told Jason "Pick on someone your own size or else I'll make you wish you back in that f'ing coffin."

Dick's favorite foods (some based in Canon*): Milk Chocolate*, Cereal*, Asparagus, Bananas, Banana flavored candy, Hawaiian Pizza* (suffer its canon) Rum, thanksgiving Turkey.

Jason:

He may be the self-diagnosed black sheep (rightfully so) of the family, but Jason does genuinely love spending time with his siblings. Whether it be sharing memes with them on social media or just randomly showing up where they are and abducting them to go get ice cream/coffee/snacks.

He'd probably attempt to harm you if you told him this to his face. But he is the closest acting to Bruce out of all of the family. In terms of mannerisms and inherent warmth and kindness behind a dark façade.

Has two moods: either exceptionally, almost neat-freak levels of clean, or his life is completely falling apart and Jason can't tell you for sure what color his floors are because there's so much stuff scattered about.

Despite their initial hatred of each other, Jason truly feels closest to Tim and Tim is the only person asides from maybe Barbra who he can just talk to without feeling any judgment.

Jason only smokes when he's extremely nervous about an operation or a hit. For those who don't know criminal justice cigarettes are the fastest way to get genetic material on someone. That being said he does still like to smoke occasionally.

Me, plus a lot of people give him this sort of 'Lazarus Rage' as I like to call it. When he's in the heat of a mission or if he's getting upset/angry his vision will get blurred with green, and it feeds on his anger and just gets perpetually harder to contain until he releases it. Jason has gotten much better at controlling it. But as he will tell Tim or Babs, he's "seeing green" which means they need to be careful because Jason could kill.

Everyone says Dick is the mother hen. I see you, I accept you, but let me raise you. Jason came to realize that he died because of his rash decision to go after The Joker alone. If Jason finds any of his siblings out acting alone, or even at the very least without Oracle. Jason WILL forcefully interject himself and ask them what the fuck they think their doing.

I've said it before and I'll say it again. Trying to get close to Jason is hard. He will degrade you can attempt to try to get you to hate him before he lets you in (that cheeky Tsun of him)

He genuinely cares for and supports all of his siblings but has been rough on them needlessly. But if Bruce is being the distant or absent parent he is, you better believe if any of the siblings drops him a text or a call, Jason will be there in a heartbeat.

He's the most physically powerful of the whole Bat Family. You don't understand because of his time in the League, his time with the All-Caste, and having abused Venom for a time, he can snap an arm bone like it's a carrot with little effort.

Everyone in the family likes dogs and goes out of their way to gush over a dog, but Jason takes it to a whole new level. And even when he's masked up dogs just gravitate to Jason.

Can and has grown a beard in a matter of a few days. He usually likes to be clean shaven but some days he likes to wear a beard just to throw everyone off.

One time him, Steph, Tim, and Duke all went to a restaurant (Red Robin lol) and the waitress got his order wrong and his burger had raw tomatoes on it, Jason took the tomatoes off and ate it while looking absolutely miserable. Tim: Jay why did you eat that you didn't have to you know you could have asked the server to fix your burger. Jason, almost in tears: "She works really hard and she tried and I'm a scary dude I don't want to make her upset.." Duke: "... Jason you literally shot at a cop for looking at you funny the other day. But you're afraid of upsetting a waitress?!? I mean ACAB but dude.. "

Jason's happiest big brother moment™ was taking Tim and Damian to the shooting range and watching them both get their first bullseye.

You can't tell me Jason Todd was into the Emo/Screamo/Warped-Tour Scene. His favorite bands/Albums in no particular order, That's the Spirit (Literally the whole album is Jason Themed and I'm gonna die on this hill) & Sempiternal by Bring me the Horizon, Digital Renegade & Everyone's Safe in the Treehouse by I See Stars, The Resistance: Rise of the Runaways by Crown the Empire,

Jason Todd's favorite foods: (Also some based in Canon*) Burgers, Chili Dogs*, Lager-style beers, Freshly baked bread*, Neopolitan ice cream, grilled corn, and Chinese Chicken noodle soup with Duck.

Tim:

This boy *slaps car roof* gives off so much asexual energy. I know New 52 exists but I just feel like Tim is the person who really, REALLY has to trust you and like you before he's sexually active with you.

HYPERFIXATES. You also can't tell me Tim isn't on the spectrum/or has ADHD.

Is the only member of the family who regularly checks up on Jason and talks to him every day via text message. The two are memelords together and love to play pranks on the other members.

While Dick may give the most frequent hugs and Jason gives the tightest, most secure hugs, Tim's hugs are always the warmest and make you just feel good.

Tim's birthday is July 19th. Meaning he's a Cancer. Let that sink in.. no, really let that information just soak. (Note I have nothing against Cancer women, cancer men however....)

All of the bat boys really struggle with talking about their feelings. Dick will manipulate you into changing the subject via twisting it to be about you, Jason will just cut you off or will ignore you, Damian will deflect everything and harass you until you stop, Tim however, Tim is very emotional and while he's very calculated about who he's emotional with, he's not afraid to break down and cry if he trusts you.

Everyone who says he's the level headed Robin haha how's it feel to be WRONG. Tim is at best the least functional college student and at worst a lemming. 'No Tim, coffee isn't a meal I'm going to make you some food or I'm going to stick you in a room with Damian for an hour.' Richard (Dick) John Grayson.

People overblow how addicted to caffeine Tim is. But it's true. Just overblown. You can talk to him before he's had his caffeine just don't expect him to be anything but curt and blunt.

Everyone says Jason would be the worst at texting but it's Tim. He's the master of leaving you on read. While Jason may do it on purpose, Tim is just really bad at texting people and while he always will read your messages he forgets to respond unless it's really funny or really pressing.

Everyone sees Tim as this bean pole super skinny boy Robin. Tim may not be stacked like Dick or a freaking tank like Jason, but Tim is NOT super skinny. He's just as muscular and likes to work out as anyone, but he just is super lean, so he looks a lot bigger and his muscles are more defined because of how thin his skin is. He has those almost disgusting spider veins on his arm. Kind of gross to look at, but he's the dream of any nurse. This means Tim is also the king of accidentally sending/posting thirst traps.

He really is the glue of the Bat Family. Everyone kidnaps Tim for 'Tim Time'.

Dick likes to spar with and in general just hang out with Tim. Tim tried to teach Dick how to skateboard and you'd think the boy who mastered the trapeze would know how to skateboard but you'd be wrong.

Babs and Tim always hang out and talk about computer stuff and Babs knows she can vent to Tim about anything and he won't say a word.

Tim and Steph were a thing for a while and even though they're just friends now, they still are very close and the two have a very deep bond, liking to shop with each other and watch movies,

Cass just loves to be around Tim because of how calming he is but also she knows she can spar with him AND Cass can also skateboard with Tim too.

Even though him and Damian are always fighting, the two still end up being together and have this unspoken bond. They work great together on a team but other than that they still hate each other.

And while everyone still is hesitant around Jason, and despite the fact that Jason literally beat Tim to within an inch of his life, AND would still trigger Tim and taunt him about it. The two have this odd closeness that rivals even him and Steph. Tim will always be the first to bat for Jason. Jason was Tim's Robin. And despite the fact Jason literally beat it into Tim's head to "never meet your heroes." Tim will always be there for Jason should he ask. The two are just close. And it's hard to describe. Bruce has caught Tim and Jason just platonically sleeping next to each other or just doing their own things shoulder to shoulder silently, just enjoying each other's company.

Tim and Duke also have a really positive relationship with one another and the two can stay up all night just talking about anything. Their minds just mesh well together. The two also love to team up and prank the other members of the Batman Family.

Tim's favorite ASMR/Stim? Watching those Tik Toks of people cleaning computers or cleaning phones. The sound of an air duster is like music to his ears and if any of the Bats need their technology cleaned it secretly makes Tim so happy to help them.

Wear his hair up or wear his hair down? It depends! While Tim likes his long hair he also has gotten plenty of compliments for his short hair and likes to style it to suit any occasion.

My one pet-peeve with Tim is that he probably is that person who lets his privilege show from time to time. While he was essentially raised to just sit down, shut up, and be a perfect trophy son to the Drake's. The Drake's were in the same tax bracket as Bruce and Tim definitely was a rich kid. He never means to come across as spoiled, but sometimes Jason will give him harsh looks if Tim just throws away food he doesn't like or says things like Chipotle is 'poor people food'

Tim Drake's favorite foods (you know by now*) Donuts*, Shallot and Artichoke Pizza with Canadian Bacon* (odd choice but it could work) Artichokes in general are his favorite vegetable, Strawberries, and Beef Pho.

Damian:

I headcanon that he has the worst teeth of all of the Bat Boys and he actually has to use lingual braces. (Hence why you can't see his braces)

Canonically is a very good artist and while him and Tim don't get along, Tim introduced Damian to digital art and gave him a photoshop pack and a nice tablet for his birthday one year and Damian loved it so much.

Damian is a capricorn and I will die on this hill. A January capricorn too.

Now you want a good chef? You've got Damian. Having converted to veganism Damian has had to get creative whenever he goes out to eat so he tends to like to eat more home cooked foods. Damian loves all matters of mushrooms, eggplant, and bell peppers.

Damian really struggles the most with his wanting to just be a normal kid. Despite the fact he will dismiss you for it, anytime he gets to spend at Gotham Academy with Jon and the rest of the kids he's naturally the happiest.

Damian LOVES to give gifts. He loves the look on people's faces when they are shocked when they actually get something from Damian.

Despite the fact that he's been traumatized from both his times with Ra's and Talia as well as with Bruce. He just wants Bruce and Talia to be together because he loves them both equally.

While he's the least flexible and least gymnastic of the Robins do let your guard down around him. He is the fastest runner and the guy is rivaled only by Jason in terms of lethality.

So someone (Jason Todd & Duke Thomas) introduced Damian to trap music and ever since anytime his phone gets stolen people will be shocked to find he's listening to some combination of Lil' Yachty, X, Kendrick Lamar, Wiz, and Kodak.

If any random person tries to hug Damian he'll immediately push them away, he'll bitch and moan about just about anyone hugging him other than Bruce & Dick.

Damian loves to go to the beach/the ocean. He just thinks it's so vast and he loves the brineness of the air. Also being half white, quarter middle-eastern and quarter Chinese (Yes everyone forgets Talia is half Chinese) Damian gets DARK. And although he's just okay as a swimmer he still likes bogeyboarding and eventually wants to learn how to surf.

I'm genuinely afraid once Puberty is done with this kid and everyone in the family is. He has Bruce Wayne AND Talia Al-Ghouls genes and those are two SEXY human beings. Damian's gonna grow a beard one day and people aren't going to know how to act.

Damian secretly plays Fortnight and not even Jon knows. He doesn't want to get shamed. He'd rather lose a match and ruin his streaks than deal with the shame of anyone in that family finding out he plays Fortnight.

Damian Wayne's favorite foods (canon*) Cereal*, Avocados, Grilled Tempeh, his mom's Tabbouleh, Mushroom Tacos, and Vegan Sushi rolls, and grape juice.

Duke Thomas

Duke is like, freakishly good with a piano, and he picked it up naturally!

Also everyone says Tim brews the best pot of coffee in the Bat Family, cue to everyone's surprise when Tim was sick one day and couldn't make a pot. Only to find the coffee was freaking amazing. Duke didn't take any credit at first until Alfred let it slip that Duke was the one who brewed the pot.

Duke being the only Meta of the family originally thought he was the double-token because he was a Meta and a black boy. Needless to say his fears were seriously unfounded the moment he got to know everyone.

Although he somewhat fears Jason and his temper initially, he and Jason have one of the closest relationships in the family. If Tim isn't around to bat for Jason, Duke will happily take his spot. The two work on each other's bikes and grew to share the same taste in music.

Duke uses his Photokenetic powers as a force for good and for shenanigans. Jason wants to play a prank on Dick and Damian while Dick is reading Damian a story? Duke will hide Jason in the shadows and will cover up his shadow. Alfred dropped something in the dark? You better believe Duke will find it in 3 seconds or less.

Duke makes it a point to visit his parents every weekend to talk to them. Although they are making some progress in their recoveries, it's still slow going. Eventually, he starts bringing members of the family to see his parents. It started with Cass, then Jason, and the rest followed suit.

Duke loves playing video games with Damian and even helps Damian beat some tougher levels when Damian is about to rage and destroy the console.

Duke is into Magic the Gathering and you cannot tell me otherwise. Duke also is the DM for the Bat Kids annual D&D games. I can and will make a D&D Batfam Headcanons if asked.

Loves Pho just as much as Cass and Tim and they all call it a date night every now and then where they can go to a hole in the wall pho place. It's really a secret between the three of them.

DUKE THOMAS IS THE BEST SWIMMER OF THE BAT BOYS AND I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL. HE JUST THRIVES IN THE WATER.

Finding out his birth father is a supervillain was really tough for him. He went into a shell for a little bit afterwards. Cass and Steph were there to help talk him out of his funk.

Duke Thomas's favorite foods (lol what canon DC hasn't acknowleged our boy in a while..) Chicken Pho, Thai Iced Tea, Papaya, Crab Cakes, Italian Hoagies, his mom's Lemon Poundcake, mint chocolate chip ice cream.

I hope y'all enjoyed! Up next (eventually) will be the Bat Girls!

#Dick Grayson #Batfam #Batboys #Jason Todd #Tim Drake #Damian Wayne #Duke Thomas #Bruce Wayne #Barbara Gordon #Cassandra Cain #Stephanie Brown #Headcanons #Slight OOC but hey If DC can't stay in character neither should I

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amazingmaeve · 4 years

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The Bet - Draco Malfoy

Harry Potter Masterlist // Main Masterlist

Summary: Draco makes a bet with Pansy and Blaise that he can make Y/N, a shy Hufflepuff, fall in love with him.

Draco Malfoy x Female!Reader

Warnings: Angst and Fluff

AN: Had this idea last night and had to do something with it.

Word Count: 1859

"I bet you can't make someone fall in love with you," Pansy who sat across from Draco and sat next to Blaise says looking at the platinum haired boy.

"I'll take that bet as long as it's not Granger," Draco says with a smirk. He knew that Hermione would probably punch him if he ever tried anything with her.

"Why afraid she'll punch you again," Blaise says looking cockily at Draco who rolled his eyes at his fellow Slytherin.

"Just get on with it tell who and I'll do it," Draco snaps looking at Pansy and Blaise who looked at each other with smirks on their faces.

"I'm gonna regret this," Draco thought as Blaise and Pansy whispered and looked around trying to find a girl that would be a challenge for Draco Malfoy.

Pants shoved Blaises shoulder and pointed in a direction behind Draco. Once Blaise saw the girl he had a smirk on his face as Draco looked at the two confused.

"Her," Pansy pointed to Y/N who was reading a book and looked like she was in her own world.

Draco looked behind him and saw Hufflepuff he hasn't noticed before.

"Who is that even," Draco asked turning back to his friends who shrugged.

"No idea," Pansy shrugged. "Now you have to make her fall in love with you in a month or you owe me 15 galleons."

Blaise coughed as Pansy rolled her eyes at him "15 each."

Draco thought about it for a minute his father would be furious if he took the money, but his pride got in the way.

"Deal."

For the next few days Draco watched Y/N. He finally learned her name. He saw that she was a quiet Hufflepuff who barely had any friends.

How he had to think about how to introduce himself to her. He still had most of the month left but he had to think class.

As they were in Slughorns class Draco kept thinking about how to get to her as Y/N was listening to the lesson her professor was teaching.

Y/N usually paid attention in class as she loved the stuff.

People thought she should of been in Ravenclaw but what she thought she got in Hufflepuff is her shyness.

"Ok now for the next assignment we'll be doing partner work," Slughorn announced to the class.

Most people cheered but Y/N groaned internally since she hated talking to people.

"But I will be choosing your partners," He continued. Draco was now partially listening to the teacher as he heard the groan which mean partner work.

"Ok I'll start listing off the partners," Slughorn got the papers out and started listing out names.

Y/N's heart beat as she thought who she was going to get. She hated this stuff about school since she hated.

"Draco and Y/N," As the two people mentioned snapped their heads up in surprise different thoughts running through each other's brains.

Draco thought this was the perfect thing to make her fall in love with him.

While Y/N was kind of worried she heard about all the stuff Draco Malfoy has done and his family as well.

As everyone got with their partners Y/N stayed looking at the ingredients for the potions getting ready to make it. She was worried about partnering up with Draco since his reputation was known.

As he sat next to her Y/N kept her face in the book while Draco tried to get a good look at her.

"Hey beautiful," Draco was the first person to say something. He thought it looked cute on her as she blushed at the nickname.

No stop thinking like that it's a bet.

"So what do we need to get started," He asked as she didn't say hey back.

"I'll get the stuff," Y/N whispered as her heart hammered in her chest. Before Draco could say anything she got up to get everything.

Draco scoffed as he watched her run off. He'll have to think of something else to do.

As Y/N sat down and put the ingredients on the table.

"So were you listening cause I certainly was not," Draco stated staring at the beautiful Hufflepuff.

"Yes," Y/N nodded giving him a smile.

"That's a relief," Draco sighed fiddling with his fingers.

"You don't listen," Y/N asked curiously as she put the ingredients in the cauldron.

"No was to busy thinking about a certain Hufflepuff," Draco flirted with a smirk on his face.

"Oh," Y/N blushed looking in the cauldron. Y/N thought he was cute so that's why she felt so flustered around him.

As the class went on Draco kept talking to her and Y/N kept blushing as butterflies were in her stomach.

"Meet me in the library tonight at 6," Draco said giving her a smile before leaving.

Y/N didn't know she should meet him. Maybe he wanted to work on the project or he wanted help in some other class.

Y/N decided to go because also would have been guilt standing him up.

"See you showed up," Y/N jumped as Draco said sitting next to her. She was to engrossed into her book.

"Yes I didn't want to stand you up," Y/N says quietly looking at her lap.

"That's sweet of you," Draco looked at her really looked at her.

He thought that she was the most beautiful girl in the word and even thought they just met today. Draco could feel his heart race.

"Thanks," Y/N smiled at him which made his stomach turn in a good way. "Uh why did you want me here anyways."

"Well I wanted to spend some more time with you darling," Draco teased her as he smirked at the girl who blushed at the nickname.

"Oh," Y/N says surprised.

"Oh why," He was curious of why she was so surprised.

“I just don't have much guys wanting to spend time with me," Y/N smiled at him maybe someone did like her.

Draco started to feel bad for leading her on but quickly got the thought out of his head as he stared into her eyes.

"Well I'm glad to be the first love,” Draco put his hand on hers giving it a squeeze.

They sat there for another hour talking about each other's interest. Draco was very fascinated about this girl.

For the next week the two were glued to each other's hips. Blaise and Pansy took note of this and decided to tease Draco about him.

"Is someone catching feelings," Pansy asked sarcastically.

"It's none of your business and for your information no I am not Draco snapped at the girl and got up walking away from his friends.

A couple weeks later Draco and Y/N got closer and Draco kept flirting with her which made Y/N feel giddy.

Draco invited her to his dorm where they could work on homework together.

As Y/N sat on Draco's bed she looked around and noticed how clean it was.

"Surprised love," Draco sat next to her getting his book out. He didn't really want to study but as long as it was with her it was fine.

Draco in the past 3 weeks has caught feelings for the girl who captured his heart. His stomach would have butterflies every time the talked and every time she smiled at him.

“So let’s get started,” Y/N stated with a smile.

As she continued talking Draco got lost in the way she spoke and a smile on the corner of her lips. Draco wouldn’t admit it but he was smitten.

“Draco are you even listening,” Y/N asked with a smile looking at the boy who snapped out of his daze.

“You are so beautiful,” Draco whispered ignoring Y/N. She let out a blush.

He put his hand on her cheek and felt the heat from the blush. He put his lips on hers and he knew it was her first time.

He knew this since she tried to copy his movements and Draco didn’t mind. Draco was glad to be her first kiss.

“I think I’m falling love with you,” Draco whispered against her lips.

Y/N stared up at him flabbergasted soon turned into a sheepish look.

“I think I’m falling in love with you too.”

In the next few days Draco took her out on the first day she’s ever been on and it was amazing. Draco treated her like a princess.

“I’m done I don’t want to do this bet anymore,” Draco snapped at Blaise and Pansy.

“You can’t just do that,” Pansy hissed.

“Pansy it was just a bet,” Blaise defended Draco.

“No,” Pansy snapped.

“I’m sorry Pansy I’ll pay you back but I’m done I don’t want her to think I’m only doing this for a bet when it’s done,” Draco snapped not noticing the Hufflepuff who walked up to him and had a shocked expression on her face as she heard Draco’s word.

“It was just a bet,” Draco heard Y/N behind her. Draco closed his eyes feeling annoyed with him self.

“Love,” Draco turned around and saw the sad expression on her face and tears coming in the corner of her eyes. He felt so guilty. She looked so sad.

Before he could say anything else she ran out going to her dorm room with tears running down her cheeks.

“Damnit,” Draco cursed himself ignoring Blaise and Pansy running after Y/N knowing she was going to her room.

He ran into the Hufflepuff common and thank god no one was in there. He ran up the stairs to her room where she was crying on her bed.

“Y/N/N,” Draco says cautiously.

“Go away,” Y/N cried into her pillow making her words muffled.

“Please love let me explain,” Draco raced his words out as he ran to her bed sitting next to where her body laid.

When Y/N didn’t say anything he continued.

“It did start out as a bet but as I got to know you I felt myself fall more in love with you,” Draco started to explain. “I started to feel guilty so that’s why I broke the bet off so I could be with you without it being a bet,” Draco lets out a tear.

“So it wasn’t just a lie,” Y/N asked sniffling as she sat up next to him. Her eyes were all black from the mascara.

“No it wasn’t just a lie,” Draco says wiping the tears away.

“One more chance and if you ruin it I’m done,” Y/N says sternly.

Draco nodded while saying “Of course anything love.”

Y/N wrapped her arms around his waist burying her face in his chest while his head rested on the top of her head.

He was happy that she forgave him because right now she was the only good thing in his life. And he knew he would never doing anything wrong again because he love her so much.

Even after a month.

#draco malfoy x you #draco malfoy x y/n #draco malfoy blurb #draco malfoy headcanon #draco malfoy one shot #draco malfoy x oc #draco malfoy imagine #draco malfoy smut #draco malfoy #draco malfoy x reader

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silverisbestboy · 4 years

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Sonic Boom x Reader

Requested by @blackace1993: Conversation was accidentally deleted but from what I remeber of it, they wanted hc for the Sonic Boom characters who has a partner who frequently gets into trouble and/or captured by Eggman. They didn't specify which character they wanted so I just did all of them minus Tails. Hope you enjoy!

Sonic:

There's no denying it

Sonic was smitten

The moment you set foot on the island Sonic was taken aback by you

To him, you were drop dead gorgeous with a great personality so I guess you could say it was love at first sight for him

This boy is a fool for you

It's actually quite funny watching him zip across the island at the slightest remark that you need something

"Man, you what? I'm feeling kind of hungry"

"Say no more!" He'll say as he zooms away and reappears seconds later with a chili dog in hand

"Uhhhh"

But, unfortunately for you, being in any sort of relationship with Sonic is not wothout complication

Eggman sees you as a new oppurtunity to best Sonic and ends up taking you hostage on a regular basis

The first time it happens, Sonic all but destroys Eggman's fortress looking for you

But after it continuously happening, it starts getting kinda old

"Greeting Sonic! I see you've come to rescue your little girlfriend"

"Yeah, yeah. Can we just we just get to the part where I clobber you?"

It gets to the point where Sonic starts teaching you how to defend yourself so you can hold your own against Eggman

Not that he doesn't mind rescuing, it's just he can't always be there to protect

With the amount of times they've had to save you, the team are already very familiar with you and consider you apart of their friend group

But as you get better is self-defence, Sonic officially announces you as part of the team and you start joining them on missions

While Sonic does tend to stick to your side more than his other teammates during battle, he's glad to have you fighting alongside them

After all, he's happy to spend as much time with you as possible, even if that means having to bash Eggman's robots to do so

Knuckles:

You're not a bad person

So what if you have anger issues

So what if you get into fights from time to time

So what if you've been in trouble with the cops before

Doesn't mean you're a bad person, it just means you've.... got some issues

One day you're not in the best mood and have already had a pretty shitty day, and you're just a ticking time bomb waiting to explode

So it's no wonder that when a big guy bumps into you and causes you to drop the tray of food you're holding, you go off on him

Unfortunately for you, this guy is huge, a tall red echidna with bulking arms that looks like he could punch you into next week

But you're not one to back down from a fight, you've beaten up guys twice your size before and you're not afraid to do it again

"Woah, hey, sorry about that, didn't see you there."

What, is he dense?! Who does this guy think he is barrelling into anyone he pleases just because he's big? You bet he was just gonna walk off without even helping you. Well, you'd show him!

Without warning, you lunged at the echidna with the intent of knocking him over the same way he almost did to you

But you underestimated his initial strength and reflexes and he caught you midair with your legs kicking and your hands clawing for his face

"Woah, dude chill! I said I was sorry!"

He just kinda holds you up in air at arms length with you kicking and screaming until you eventually tire yourself out

The echidna stares at you cautiously

"Are you good now?"

After a moment, you reluctantly nod, and he gently sets you back on your feet

He then carefully leans down without takong his eyes off you and grabs your burger which is still wrapped in foil and reaches it out to you

"How about we start over? I'm Knuckles."

You thought after that encounter, that was the last you'd see of him

But one day, you've gotten yourself into another fight, and to say you're losing would be an understatement

It's once again, a guy twice your size and he's absolutely beating the crap out of you

But by some miracle, Knuckles happens to be walking by and immediately notices you

He steps in to save you, and the guy you're fighting knows about Knuckles being part of Sonic's team and doesn't even bother attempting to fight him

Knuckles takes your half conscious body to Tails's work shop where they fix you up

After that, Knuckles refuses to leave you alone

Even if you try to leave, he always ends finding you to make sure you don't get into more trouble

He helps you find outlets for your anger by sparring and working out with him

You grow a soft spot for Knuckles that you'd never thought you'd have for anyone

He's your big goofball that somehow always manages to calm you down and get you out of whatever trouble your in

Though it's beyond you why anyone would want to put up with you, eespecially a lovable ray of sunshine like Knuckles, you're so grateful that you have someone like himin your life to keep you in check

A/N: Might make more hcs for that because I absolutely love the idea of big, strong goofball Knuckles having a little ball of pure rage as a partner.

Amy Rose:

Some would say you're a pacifist

Some would say you care too much

Some would say you're too nice

But you like to think that you're just trying to do good in the world

You're definitely the type of person that hates conflict and wants everyone to get along, and you're more often than not a bit of a pushover

You like to give people benefit of the doubt and prefer to see the good in people, although sometimes, this affects you negatively

A kindly looking (or at least in your opinion) wolf with a showman's top hat and a certain glint his eyes one day stops you in your tracks and asks you ever so politely if you would kindly lend him some money to help feed his family

Of course, you're quick to help, but little do you know that this is none other than T.W. Barker himself, and he's been watching you carefully for some time

He notices the way you jump at the oppurtunity to help someone in need, and he being a con man at heart, decides to take advantage of that

But before you can lend the man all the money you have in your pocket, a certain pink hedgehog decides to interfere

"Hey, you leave her alone Barker! Go find your own ATM machine!"

Amy Rose herself stands not far behind you, hammer in hand and ready for trouble

"N-now, now, let's not be too hasty. I was simply accepting a generous donation from this unsuspecting-- I mean self-less young lady."

"Yeah right. Beat it before I hammer you into next Tuesday, punk!"

You're in utter shock as the seeming wolf in sheep's clothing (pun intended) makes his escape

"Gotta look out for scumbags. Seems this village is getting more and more of them everyday. Anyways, I'm Amy, what's your name?"

Since then, Amy keeps a close eye on you to make sure you don't become prey to anymore scam artists

Now Amy will never admit she has anger issues, but she does get... irritated from time to time

On more than one occasion, you're there to help her calm down and have a sleepover planned or a spa day for when things get particularly rough for her

Whenever she needs help choosing which paint to redo her wall with, or which dress she should wear to a party, she calls you up, because no matter what you're interests are or how inconvenient the timing might seem, you're ready to help a friend, even with mundane things

Amy has you become a part of the Sonic family, and while you never do join them in battles, you help keep the peace between the team whenever there's an argument

And Amy always makes sure your overly caring attitude isn't being taken advantage of

No matter the time or the place, Amy knows she can always count on you, and you know she's always got your back

Sticks:

Well this is quite the predicament you've gotten yourself into

A lot of people would descibe you as clumsy, but you knew you just bad luck

And to prove just that, here you were dangling upside from a rope trap after deciding to take a liesure stroll through the forest

What are we, nomads? Who sets out traps in the middle of the woods anymore?!

After about 20 minutes, the blood is rushing to your head and you're starting to feel faint

But just as you think that your bad luck will finally be the end of you, figure bursts from the bushes with a fierce battle cry

It's a badger girl with a boomerang clutched in her paw, ready for a fight

But after a moment she realizes just who's gotten caught up in her trap

"Hey, what's the big idea?! Why're you in my snare?"

"Why am I in your snare? Why did you put out a snare you loon?!"

After about 5 minutes of arguing, Sticks reluctantly cuts you down, begrudgingly explaining that she set out a trap for any woodland monsters

You run into her again on another walk, crossing a small stream before tripping on one of the stepping stones and almost falling in before a furry arm wraps around your waist

"You outta be more careful out here. The wilderness is no place to be a klutz."

"Hey, I'm not a klutz. I just have bad luck is all."

And what more to gain the attention of a superstitious badger than the possibility of supernatural forces at play

"You could've been hexed by a witch. Or worse, there could be a vengeful spirit after you! We gotta get you an exorcist!"

"I'm fine, I'm just unlucky. Always have been always will be."

"We should still burn some sage in your home just to be sure."

You let Sticks do what she wants with you, after all, her superstitious perspective is a nice change from everyone just thinking your clumsy

You think her attempts to "cleanse" you are endearing, she tries something new everyday, and you end up learning a thing or two about survival and the corruptedness of politics from her

Weeks later, her attempts slowly dwindle down, and she just comes to accept she's just gonna have to keep an extra close eye on you, especially when she sets out booby traps

The time y'all have spent together, although it was somewhat motivated by Sticks not wanting to get whatever curse you exposed her to, lead to y'all having a close bond

Everyone has their quirks, she's paranoid and you're clumsy, but you two always manage to work things out

And that's the beauty of a relationship

A/N: Sorry I haven't been that active lately, so take this as an apology. Four hcs for the price of one!

#sonic headcanons #sonic the hedgehog x reader #sonic x reader #sonic boom #amy rose x reader #sticks the badger x reader #knuckles the echidna x reader

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tartaghetti · 4 years

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stronger than you | strong! fem! reader hcs

you are a 2nd year manager of karasuno and here are hcs on how noya, tanaka, and ennoshita react to you being physically stronger than you seem

☆ nishinoya yuu

you, along with yachi, were introduced by kiyoko as new managers for the club. you've been in the club for quite some time now and you're well acquainted with everyone now

especiall noya since the both of you are in the same year (and he's very excited about how they have a manager who's in the same year as him)

noya is just an energetic and spontaneous ball

he'll go to your classroom and shout your name so you could go to the clubroom together

you would find it very endearing if it weren't for the knowing looks your friends would give you whenever noya came by

OKAY SO

you joined in your 2nd year after leaving the martial arts club

why'd you leave? you weren't too keen on the suffocating competitive atmosphere in the club

the club president wasn't very good in keeping everyone organised

the club was overall just a mess and you didn't want to get involved in any more problems

while everyone's cleaning up, hinata and kageyama snuck to the court a bit a do extra spiking drills

you heard them bickering but you didn't actually expect they'd do anymore drills

but at this point, you weren't surprised anymore

this time, hinata went a bit all out and the ball came flying towards an unsuspecting noya who was drinking what's left of his water bottle

fortunately, you were nearby

you immediately drop whatever you were holding (which were brooms) and immediately go in front of noya, fixing your stance (like how you would during a hand to hand spar)

you use your arm and hover it steadily in front of your face where the ball was going towards

you successfully stop the ball, which you grab from the floor

you're unaware of the stares from the other people in the gym

"hinata! kageyama! be careful! you could have hurt someone!" you lecture the first years, to which they immediately apologize for (after they've completely processed what you just did)

you turn around and look at noya, who's just looking at you in awe

"noya-san? you okay there?" you wave your hand in front of him, where he finally responds by blinking

he finally processes everything, he's confused, he's blushing, he's staring at you in awe because a girl saved him?? a v v pretty girl saved him from a ball that could've hit his head??

he's just shocked, my dood

for the first time, he's at a loss for words

"earth to noya-san?"

he finally speaks

"[y/n]-san... that... that was so aWESOME! you're... i guess you were stronger than i had initially thought, y'know? thanks for saving my head there! you're so cool, [y/n]-san!"

you're blushing now too

sure, you've been called cool by other people, but it seems that when noya says it, it just feels so different

"thank you, noya-san..."

the next few days, he'll just bother you about where you got so strong and when he learns that you know martial arts, he just WANTS you to teach him some self-defense

he was already attracted to you when you joined the club as a manager

now he learns that you're actually physically stronger than you seem??

bro, he's infatuated

wait no, scratch that

he's head over heels for you

expect a lot of compliments from him

also expect a lot of, "[y/n], do you think you can carry me?"

"for the last time, noya, i am NOT carrying you"

☆ tanaka ryuunosuke

you already knew tanaka, during your 1st year, even before joining the karasuno volleyball club because of ennoshita

but you've only met with him once or twice on the rare occasions where you'd do a group project with ennoshita

you joined the volleyball club in your 2nd year as a manager for the boy's team when the club that you were previously in had disbanded due to lack of members

to everyone's surprise, tanaka recognizes you the moment you enter the gym

you quickly become well acquainted with everyone

it's been like 3 months since you've joined the club and you're comfortable with walking home with everyone

especially with tanaka since coincidentally, you live in the same neighborhood as him

this one particular day, tanaka says he'd forgotten his textbook in coach ukai's shop while you were already walking home with him

you guys weren't that far from his shop but you were already tired enough to go back with him

you let him go and retrieve his textbook, assuring that you'll be fine on your own

he runs back to the shop and you lean onto a pole nearby, waiting patiently for him

that's when two creepy men approach you and begin small talk, getting into your personal space too many times

they crossed the line when one of them tried to lift up your skirt, the other one pinning you onto the wall

before they could do anything else, you immediately go under his arm and out while it was still a bit loose and you immediately strike your hand on his nape, earning a pained groan from the man

the other one hesitated to attack you but he did, trying to punch you, but you immediately dodge, making him stumble and fall

using whatever strength you had left, with your adrenaline helping, you lift the other and drop him onto his companion, earning groans from the two of them

the moment tanaka comes back, he's immediately in front of you, in a very defensive stance, barking at the strangers

he doesn't look at you as he grabs your arms, pulling you close to him as you continue walking home

finally, he looks at you and notices the state that you are in

your blazer's unbuttoned, the blouse underneath lost the top button, your clothes are creased and your hair is just everywhere

you're sweating, still not recovering from the adrenaline rush from earlier

lowkey you look attractive rn

"[y/n]! are you okay?! are you hurt?! the hell happened back there?! did those guys try to touch you?!"

"tanaka, chill, i'm fine. just some random dudes trying to get touchy with me. nothing i can't handle"

he's relieved that you're okay and he makes sure you get home safely (ohoho what a gentleman) and once he gets everything in his head, he's in love

i mean, who wouldn't be attracted to a girl who just DESTROYED two men trying to touch her

the next day when you greet him, he's all blushy and scared because you might beat his ass if you felt like it

he later learns that you were taught self-defense at an early age and continued training up until now

tanaka will stare at you whenever you're talking with someone, hoping you wouldn't notice, but boy's just too obvious about his infatuation

the whole team probably knows his crush on you without him confirming it

☆ ennoshita chikara

you joined the volleyball club shortly after transferring to karasuno in your 2nd year

you're classmates with ennoshita, so you were relieved that you knew someone in the team

you quickly became friends with everyone on the team a few days later due to them being very friendly and kiyoko never leaving you confused during practice

once you're comfortable enough with them, you've shown your very playful side

leading you, along with noya and tanaka, to get some lectures from ennoshita

you were never one to actually do dumb things, but you always encouraged them to do the dumb thing

"im not a bad influence i swear" turns into "lmao yea, you should totally give that snake a pat"

even though you seem playful, you're still very reliable when the situation calls for it

you stopped a good amount of class fights and bickering to avoid it elevating to a physical fight

you've also stopped hinata and kageyama's bickering a few times

of course, ennoshita's noticed this and has developed an admiration to you

he didn't notice the thin line between admiration and infatuation

he finds himself staring at you a lot during practice now, always denying that he had a crush on you and just convinced himself that "i just respect her a lot"

it's currently the last day of the tokyo summer training camp, and you're helping out unloading a few more stuff that they bought

you're carrying two fairly heavy coolers, both of which are filled with refreshments

ennoshita sees you and sprints up to you, offering to help

"oh, there's no need ennoshita-kun, go ahead and eat, you should enjoy yourself"

there it is, that very sweet consideration that sends ennoshita's heart flying

"don't worry [y/n], i want to help you"

you smile and take up his offer, giving him one of the coolers

he almost droos the cooler from how heavy it was

he initially thought it wasn't at all heavy since you didn't at all look like you were having a hard time, he underestimated the weight of the cooler

you look at him in worry but then you burst into a fit of laughter, earning some attention your way

ennoshita was embarrassed as he tried to tell you to stop laughing at him

"sorry ennoshita-kun, but that was the reason i didn't want you to carry it, come on, give that back to me"

he stares at you for a bit, still not over the shock of learning how strong you actually are

you wave your hand in front of his face and he comes back to reality

"no, no, i can carry this, your shoulders might get sore, [y/n]"

AWWWW HE'S CONCERNEDD

while the both of you walk, you tell him about how you underwent some intense (somewhat unnecessary) training during middle school as you were part of the track & field club

once you deemed that the training was far too much and your body couldn't take it anymore so you quit when you went into high school

the reason you transferred was because your mom landed a job as a teacher for karasuno high

he's in awe about... just about everything about you

it's honestly not hard for him to fall for you at this point

he'll listen to you the rest of the day, wanting to get to know you more and more

when someone goes to help you carry something particularly heavy, he anticipates for their reaction over you being stronger than they are

he just loves you at this point, really

i hope i depicted them properly TwT

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꒦ ikanaide : chapter two ! ꒦

怪我

. . : oikawa stresses out after having lost to shiratorizawa yet again, and decides to take out his frustrations on volleyball. however, he loses himself in the midst of it all and tears a ligament in his leg, and there's no one there to help him. iwaizumi senses something's wrong and rushes to his side.

or, oikawa's an idiot and iwaizumi is just the pillar he needs.

again. they won again.

he could never win against them. they were too strong. too brilliant. too skilled. too talented, in ways that he never was, never could be. and it made him sick, all the way down to his very core.

it should’ve been impossible for shiratorizawa to defeat them over and over again. For three whole years, kitagawa daiichi has never been able to win a single match. and that record followed him all the way to seijoh. every single time, that wretched team would shut down every attack, close every opening the opposite team had. he even used his new setter dump, but they still managed to pick it up and slam the ball right back at them.

and it made him sick.

oikawa slammed yet another ball onto the court, his serve more powerful than any other serve he’s ever done. all the pent-up rage and frustration echoed onto the volleyballs, and he imagined each and every ball was going straight for ushiwaka’s stupid face. the bruise that would appear the next day on his face made it seem all the more appealing to him.

again.

and again.

ball after ball, serve after serve. he wouldn’t stop, not even after he used up all the balls in the bin. he just grabbed the second bin in the storage room and kept on going. no one would disturb him- everyone already left a couple hours ago. he was going to keep practicing until he got better, until he could defeat shiratorizawa.

and ushiwaka. he couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when he defeated him in their next match. the thought of his disappointed face sent thrills throughout oikawa’s body, and he kept on serving, chasing that dream. he wanted to see the look of disappointment on ushiwaka’s face. he wanted to make him feel what it was like to lose to your greatest enemy. he wasn’t going to let shiratorizawa win another match.

he had to make it to nationals this year. it was his last chance. the first qualifiers were only in a couple of months, he had to practice to perfect and hone all his skills. ushiwaka wasn't going to get the chance to beat him.

in the back of his head, he heard a voice yelling at him. it was quiet, but loud at the same time.

``do you think you're fighting by yourself? you've got to be kidding, you dumbass!``

oikawa shook his head vigorously, trying to get the voice out of his head.

``there's no one on our team who can beat ushiwaka one-on-one! however, there are six players on a volleyball court!``

he threw the ball up in the air again, hand colliding with the colored leather, sending it flying over the net and into the court.

``even if our opponent's some genius first-year, or ushiwaka, the team with the better six is stronger, you dumbass!``

he paused before serving his next ball, realizing who those words belonged to. if he found out what oikawa was doing, he might just kill him. a shudder went through oikawa's body, the room suddenly getting a couple of degrees colder. yep, iwaizumi was definitely on his way here. there was no doubt about it. he would burst through the door, headbutt oikawa, and yell at him while he dragged him all the way home.

encounters with him didn’t stray far from that. so oikawa didn’t really fear the upcoming future. it wasn’t like he was new to the abuse from his childhood best friend, it just came with the package. iwaizumi engraved that idea in his head, without even realizing it.

he did care about his best friend’s wishes, he did. but right now, iwaizumi was the last thing on his mind. he felt bad about it, but volleyball mattered more. he had to get better. for him. for the team. for seijoh.

defeat was bitter. the taste of it nearly made oikawa hurl every time. he wasn’t going to lose again.

and with that, another ball flew up in the air.

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iwaizumi was pissed.

very pissed. extremely pissed. his rage scared a couple of kids on his way home from aoba johsai. he muttered an apology to their parents, leaving them to attend to the crying children as he rushed home. he felt bad and was slightly offended that his face was that scary to them, but at the same time, he really couldn’t be bothered.

the events of the match rung in his head, the sound of balls slamming onto the court rivalled cymbals.

``ace my ass.`` he muttered, kicking a pebble into the road. ``what kind of ace can't manage to spike a ball they can't receive?``

he stopped at the intersection, looking at his surroundings. it was the area where he and oikawa would usually separate, as their houses were in different directions. it felt weird walking home without him. he had told the team he would clean up, claiming he needed some alone time. it was suspicious, but it made sense. who wouldn't want to be alone after losing to ushiwaka and his undefeatable team?

in all honestly, iwaizumi was worried about his friend. he could sense the tense aura around oikawa's body, the frustration emitting off of him when he told everyone to go home early. the sudden change in emotion scared the wits out of the first-years- they were the first ones out the door. matsukawa and hanamaki tried to reason with oikawa, but it was like he was unreachable. they both knew- no, they all knew oikawa's intentions. he was going to practice until his arms fell off, until he collapsed on the gym floor.

the ace of seijoh let out a sigh, and turned away from oikawa's street, heading down his own. the setter could manage himself. he was a third-year, too, he was capable of taking care of his body. he wouldn't let that happen to himself.

a bird flew alongside iwaizumi, tweeting at him. its melody wafted through the air, reminding iwaizumi of how oikawa's laughter flew with the wind, like a bird's song. he grimaced. that seemed to be ages ago, when oikawa was actually happy. everything was fake now, iwaizumi knew so. all the smiles the setter sent to his underclassmen when they asked him questions about volleyball, all the chit-chats he had with the millions of girls that crowded his locker- none of it had been genuine. oikawa knew what he was doing. smile and wave, and then everyone would leave you alone.

``dammit.`` iwaizumi cursed under his breath. he didn't think to talk to oikawa about any of his suspicions. he knew that he was just going to spiral into another of his self-hate episodes, taking out his frustrations on countless of volleyballs.

stop worrying about him. he'll be fine. he's eighteen, for fuck's sake.

iwaizumi pulled his necklace from out underneath his shirt, opening his front door with the key that hung from the thin ball-chain. there was a loud click, and it swung open. he called for his family, letting them know he was home, slipping his sneakers off and sliding into fluffy white slippers.

when he looked up from his feet, his mother and father were standing in front of him. ``oh, hey.``

``hajime.`` his mother started, tears in her eyes for her son. ``we heard what happened. we're so sorry.``

iwaizumi nodded, pushing past his mother, but not after giving her a warm embrace. ``thanks, ma. it's okay, we tried our best.`` his father watched as his son walked off, the number four on his back seeming to sag with the sadness that the ace felt.

the mattress creaked under iwaizumi’s weight as he flopped onto the duvet, spreading out his arms and legs like a starfish. kumo bounded up next to him, lapping at the sweat on his face, causing the teen to smile a little. he scratched behind kumo’s ears, laughing as she started giving him more kisses all over his face. it felt good. it felt like home.

he leaned over kumo to grab the remote, turning on the tv and navigating to the shows he had recorded previously. settling on a beloved godzilla movie, he leaned back with kumo and relaxed. this was nice. it was almost comfortable; he was starting to forget all about the events that happened a couple hours earlier. starting to forget all about the concerns and worries he had for oikawa.

forgetting things was a lovely thing.

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forgetting things was a painful thing.

oikawa had forgot how long he was at the gym for. the sky was pitch black- it seems like minutes ago that the sun was just starting to set. he glanced at the clock. he had been at this for six hours. volleyballs littered the court. beads of sweat were flinging off of his body. his practice jersey was absolutely soaked. he smelled horrible. no amount of deodorant could’ve prepared his armpits for this.

he could hear his phone ringing from the club room. a part of him wanted to answer the countless of calls, but at the same time, his heart was set on practice. practice, practice, practice. he had to get better. he had to practice.

so, he picked up another ball, soared through the air, and hit it as hard as he could.

the sound it made was bone-crushing. literally.

oikawa landed on the court and stumbled, falling to the ground on his side. he let out a silent scream, his mouth gaping but no sound coming out. he glanced down to his knee, letting out a small, sad gasp. the skin on his kneecap was completely red, and he could see some purple in the mix, too. it was starting to swell, but the pain made his concerns about how it looked seem miniscule.

it was like his bones were being crushed by a hammer. the pain came in waves. every time he felt his heartbeat, the pain would travel through his nerves and send the shocks all throughout his lean body.

he should’ve slowed down. he should’ve taken a break. he should’ve listened to iwaizumi.

the pain was almost unbearable- he couldn’t even walk. oikawa could still hear the constant buzzing of his phone going off in the clubroom. he needed to call someone. the police. his mother. iwaizumi. anyone.

he used his elbows to try and crawl over, but each time he moved, his knee would touch the wooden planks that made up the court. it sent more shocks of pain through his body. he resulted to just laying down on the floor and looking up at the ceiling.

people would find him eventually.

as he lay there, his mind rewinded and replayed all the scenes from the match he had against ushiwaka. actually, all the matches against him. all the times ushiwaka teased him, telling him he wasted his chances, and should’ve tossed for people who were worthy of his sets. the fact that he was trying to tell him that his own team wasn’t worthy of him as their setter pissed him off.

he pondered, brown tufts flowing along the cool breeze of the ac.

he wondered, was he ever strong enough?

ushiwaka would never have let himself get injured. he knew when to stop.

when will the pain go away?

when will it all just go away?

a tear escaped from within the prison of his eyes, squeezing out from underneath curled lashes. he wept silently, the surface of his eyes glossing over with his tears. the tip of his nose and his cheekbones began to tint red. he always was an ugly crier, but at the same time, he was a masterpiece. the way his face seemed to flush, how he trembled with each sob, was cause for his beauty.

oikawa was beautiful. he was known as such for his fame and popularity, from being the most notable volleyball captain seijoh’s ever had. he had such amazing form- his back was a legacy to his underclassmen watching him serve. the way his back curved into an arch, his arm shooting up as he aimed his shot. the way the ball would collide with his palm and sail over the net. the way it would hit just inside the boundary lines of the court, and the satisfying smack it made.

it was beautiful.

but judging solely from the state of his leg, he wouldn’t be able to do his famous jump serves for a while, at least; the cause for all his fame.

he wasn’t beautiful anymore.

he was broken. a pawn for shiratorizawa, simply because he was playing right into ushiwaka’s hand. losing over and over again to them resulted in their fame, in their popularity. they gained respect and power through all their wins.

and what was seijoh gaining from it? the fact that everyone now knows that they have never once managed to win a match against them? just a couple lousy sets here and there, that were mostly determined by shiratorizawa’s mistakes?

it was atrocious. seijoh was a powerhouse, after all. how come they could defeat every other team they went up against, but not shiratorizawa?

he wanted to give up so long ago. after losing so many times, he just wanted to give up. but he didn’t. because iwaizumi was right beside him, slapping his back and telling him to snap out of it.

the ace was always by his side.

where was he now?

``..iwa-chan? ``

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iwaizumi tossed and turned in his bed, unable to get comfortable and close his eyes. nothing lulled him to sleep- he even warmed up some milk a couple hours ago and chugged it, but it didn’t help him.

he groaned, rolling out of bed and sitting on the floor. it was dark in his room, but he could still make out certain things. kumo sat upright at the sudden noise, tilting her head to the side. iwaizumi smiled grimly at her.

the ace checked his phone, the veins in his forehead popping out once he realized oikawa still hadn’t viewed or responded to his messages.

iwaizumi was worried, he was. more pissed off than worried, but he still feared for his best friend.

the door to his room burst open, startling both kumo and iwaizumi. his mother stood in the doorway, worry lining her face. ``mama? are you okay? what happened?``

she padded over to her son, holding his hands and looking into his eyes- forest green mixing with ocean blue.

``honey, have you heard from toorū?``

iwaizumi faltered. their conversation had just started, and he already knew where it was going. ``n-no, i haven't. i've been texting him, but he hasn't read or replied to my messages. mom, what's going on?``

she smiled sadly, brushes a stray strand of hair behind her son's ear. it popped right back up, as expected of his unruly bedhead. ``oikawa-san called me, toorū hasn't come home yet, and he said he would come back at eleven. it's three in the morning.``

``w-what?`` iwaizumi gaped, checking his phone. she was right. the clock read three am. panic coursed through hajime's veins, and he stood up abruptly. ``i-i have to go find him. mom-``

iwaizumi-san smiled at him. ``i know. oikawa-san told me not to tell you, knowing that you would try to find him, no matter how late it was.`` she handed him a flashlight and his father's pocketknife for protection, in case he needed it. "do what you need to do to find him. bring him back home safe. you, too.``

he slipped the knife in his back pocket and gave his mother a tight hug. he was gripping onto her like she was his lifeline. ``ma, thank you. i'll call you when i find him.``

she smiled at her son. he was so mature and grown up- he didn't even think about the possibility that he couldn't find oikawa. he was so determined to bring the boy she considered her other son back home safely, so determined to find the boy he grew up with. ``of course. good luck, i know you'll find him.``

``yeah.`` iwaizumi sent her a grin, slipping on his aoba johsai jacket and bolting out the door. ``love you, ma!``

``love you too!``

slipping on his shoes, iwaizumi closed the front door behind him, and stepped out into the chilly morning air. in just three hours, he would have to be in his bathroom, getting ready for school. he sighed. there was no way he's going to school tomorrow- his mother wouldn't let him step foot outside the house after he brought back oikawa. shittykawa. where the hell was he, anyways?

he thought back to when oikawa ushered everyone out of the gym all so he could have some alone time. kindaichi was permanently scarred from the face oikawa had made- one of pain, heartbreak, and determination. the fear in the team's eyes as he turned on them with that expression was immaculate. iwaizumi would have to borrow that strategy.

letting out a puff of air, he started the fifteen minute trek to aoba johsai, wind in his hair and jacket flying behind him like a cape. he switched the flashlight on to light his way, and to avoid obstacles on the road as he ran.

iwaizumi would bring oikawa home, no matter the cost.

after what seemed like hours of running to iwaizumi, since every passing second felt like a minute, he finally arrived at the gym. thankfully, he couldn't hear any volleyballs, or the familiar squeaking of shoes on the floor. but, he could see light seeping from underneath the door, which either meant oikawa was still in there, or he left the lights on.

he put his hand on the door knob, pausing for a second. if oikawa was in there, what would he say? if he wasn't, then where the hell was he? what if he got kidnapped? or, what if he's just at a fangirl's house eating ice-cream and watching alien documentaries because iwaizumi wouldn't?

iwa shook his head furiously. it's fine. he would just open the door and check. if he wasn't in there, he'd turn off the lights and lock up.

taking a deep breath, the handle turned and iwaizumi stepped in.

oikawa was there. laying sprawled on the court, eyes closed.

``hey, oikawa?`` iwaizumi started, padding over to him slowly. he knelt down beside him and nudged his shoulder, his face paling when he got no reaction. he shook his shoulder harder, all the panic and worry coming back in mere seconds. ``oi, toorū! wake up, you idiot!``

it took him a couple of minutes to get oikawa to wake up. his eyelashes fluttered, mouth parted in a groan, and hazy brown eyes met panicked olive green ones. ``hey, iwa-chan.`` he gave him a loopy smile, his face contorted in pain. ``w-what time is it?``

``it's three in the morning, oikawa.`` iwaizumi replied, smiling softly at his friend. he couldn't help but feel a little happy. his heart about shattered into a million pieces when he saw him laying on the floor, and not reacting to him practically kicking down the door. ``you've been here for thirteen hours.``

oikawa grimaced. he didn't think he'd been at it for that long. and he wasn't. he passed out from the pain after eight hours, and just kind of slept on the floor. but iwaizumi didn't need to know that. ``oh, really? i guess i lost track of time, sorry, iwa!`` he laughed and sat up, trying not to let the pain show through his façade. he looked around at all the volleyballs, whistling. ``looks like i made a mess. help me clean up?``

the ace nodded, standing up and extending a hand to his teammate. oikawa clasped it, soft fingers wrapping around calloused ones, and iwaizumi lifted him up effortlessly. ``you good?`` he asked, noticing his stiff stance.

he nodded. ``yep, iwa-chan, i'm-`` he gasped, holding his knee and falling forward, making sure he didn't land on it. he let out a guttural, shaky shout, tears leaking from his eyes. iwaizumi rushed to his side immediately, holding his friend and looking at him with a face full of confusion and concern.

``s-shit, oikawa, are you okay?`` he instinctively held him close to his chest, like he was afraid someone was going to come along and take him. oikawa laughed lightly through his tears, leaning his head back and exposing his adam's apple.

``i fell and tore something.`` he removed his hands from his leg, revealing the swollen knee. iwaizumi's complexion paled- this was the worst injury he's ever seen in his life. no one he's ever known has been injured this badly. he prodded it gently, his heart breaking more and more every time oikawa winced. if it hurt that bad, when would he be able to play again? judging from the look of it, he would have to go through physical therapy, and possibly a cast or splint of sorts, since it was impossible for oikawa to walk on it. the setter's voice creeping into his ears snapped him back to reality. ``hajime, it hurts.``

he nodded grimly, swinging oikawa's arm over his shoulder and lifting him up effortlessly.``i got you. we'll take you to a hospital.``

``but the gym-``

``it's fine. i'll call coach later and tell him what happened.`` oikawa nodded, wrapping his arms around iwaizumi's neck, holding him close. he let his face rest in between the ace's pecs, feeling safe from the warmth.

iwaizumi pulled out his phone, quickly dialing matsukawa's number and holding the phone to his ear. the latter answered the call on the third ring, his little `yo` cutting through the tense silence he and oikawa had surrendered to. ``mattsun. get here. now.``

``huh, where? what's going on?`` his voice with tense, wary with panic and confusion.

``the gym. we need your car.`` iwaizumi met oikawa's eyes, asking for permission to tell him what happened. without any words being exchanged, oikawa understood, and gave him a small nod. ``oikawa injured himself. it's bad, he can't walk. i need to get him to the hospital, but i don't know if i can carry him all the way there.``

there was silence, then they heard the faint jingle of keys, and a door slamming shut. a car engine revved, and the sound of tires squealing made them both wince. ``on my way. oikawa, you there?``

``mh.`` oikawa mumbled in response, looking at iwaizumi with half-lidded eyes. ``i'm here.``

``good. talk to me? what happened?``

oikawa raised his eyebrows at the command, but complied nonetheless. ``i- um, i wanted to practice my serves.. but i tore something in my knee, i think.``

matsukawa cursed, honking the car's horn. ``move, you idiot!- sorry. there was an old man just sitting on a green light. how bad does it hurt, from a scale of 'dang that kinda hurts' or 'i want to cut my fucking leg off right now?'``

the setter giggled, leaning his head back as he did so. ``i-i guess it's a nine, then. i can forget the pain's there when i'm thinking about something else, but i can still feel it.``

``ah, yeah, i'd say a nine's pretty bad.`` matsukawa shut off the engine, and they could hear car doors slamming, and the loud pound of his footsteps. the doors to the gym swung open once again, revealing a very agitated and poorly dressed mattsun. ``i'm here. you okay?``

oikawa nodded, still nuzzling into iwaizumi's chest. ``mh. tired.``

``you can't be tired, we got to get you to a hospital.``

``i can't not be tired. it just happens.``

``well, wake up-``

iwaizumi slammed a hand over mattsun's mouth, the vein in his forehead popping out once again. ``instead of fighting, why don't we focus on getting him to a damn hospital?``

``yeah, right. uh-`` mattsun held his hands out for oikawa, much to iwaizumi's confusion. ``i can take him from here, you want to clean up, right?``

the ace glared up at him, shaking his head. ``i got it. you'll probably drop him.`` ignoring matsukawa's shouts of protests, he pushed past him and stalked to the latter's car. ``i just need you to drive. coach will take care of the mess.`` matsukawa sighed.

``alright.``

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``how is he?``

iwaizumi had stood up immediately when he saw the nurse walk out of oikawa's room, matsukawa and hanamaki following suit. iwa and mattsun decided to text makki once they got to the hospital, along with coach about toorū's situation. irihata had went to the gym to clean up the mess, and hanamaki had rushed to the hospital as soon as the text was sent, not even bothering to reply.

the nurse smiled at him. ``he's okay. he'll be fine, so don't you worry!`` the group let out a breath they didn't know they were holding, extremely relieved. ``but, oikawa-kun's going to have to stay off his leg for a while.``

``yeah? what's wrong with it?`` hanamaki stepped forward, getting more worried by the second.

``well, he has something called an acl tear. does he play any sports?``

matsukawa nodded. ``yeah, we all play volleyball together.``

the nurse let out a sigh. ``that would explain it. he tore the acl ligament in his right knee, so he'll have to do some physical therapy for a while. it's swelling pretty badly, so i'd advise you to make sure he doesn't put much weight on it, unless he's practicing some leg exercises.``

``w-wait, so he can't play volleyball anymore?``

``no, not at the moment. it'll be too risky and painful for him. he'll have to take a couple months off.`` the nurse paused, placing a finger under her chin as she checked the papers she had of toorū. ``however, he can get a surgery for it, which will decrease the amount of months he'll have to wait to play again. does that sound appealing?``

the group nodded, which wasn't extremely surprising to the nurse. she smiled sweetly at them, before gesturing to the room oikawa was in. ``well, i'll talk that up with his doctor and parents. in the meantime, you all can see him, if you'd like.``

they nodded. ``yeah! arigatō!`` they thanked the nurse, then rushed towards oikawa's room, pushing and shoving at each other to be the first one in. iwaizumi made it through first, being the bulkier of the three. he peeked around the curtain surround oikawa's bed, letting out a tiny gasp. there the setter laid, looking up at him with big brown eyes. he looked so vulnerable in that state. wide-eyed, nervous, with his wrapped leg propped up on a couple of pillows.

hanamaki and matsukawa finally made it through, coming to stand next to iwaizumi with somber looks on their faces. they all looked down at him, and he could read them all like a book. they pitied him.

``c'mon.. don't look at me like that..`` oikawa mumbled, a blush rising to his cheeks. he glanced down at his leg, finally realizing what kind of situation he was in, and was getting embarrassed.

``does it hurt?`` iwaizumi stepped forward and knelt beside oikawa, pushing the brown tufts out of his eyes. the captain smiled at the gesture, appreciating the warmth of his best friend's hand as he had let it stay on his forehead.

he nodded, wincing as the movement jostled his leg a little. he probably shouldn't move too fast. ``yeah. really bad, too.`` he turned on his side, facing away from his friends, and mumbled ``i'm sorry.``

``for what?`` matsukawa asked, his forehead creasing in worry.

oikawa turned to him with tear-filled eyes, the tip of his nose turning red. ``i.. i promised you i wouldn't overwork myself, but..`` he laughed bitterly, rubbing at his eyes. ``look where i am now. i'm such a liar.``

iwaizumi stiffened, and clenched his fist. he knew he should've gone back to check on oikawa earlier. if he didn't fall asleep, oikawa might not have been in the position he was now. it was his fault. his fault that oikawa was in pain. ``kusokawa.``

``what're you calling me that for!`` the captain protested, biting his bottom lip to keep from pouting at his best friend. ``it's rude, you know?``

``you're an idiot.`` iwaizumi reached out and clasped oikawa's hand in his own, looking into his brown-doe eyes. oikawa had to stifle a laugh. the ace's face was so red, it looked like it might burst. ``the biggest idiot i know.``

``are you just trying to insult me?``

oikawa hit his arm lightly, teasing him a little, which brought smiles to all of their faces. they really hoped they would still see his smile, even if he was in a situation as bad as this. iwaizumi took a shaky deep breath, and continued. ``you're an idiot, but i'm so proud of you. i don't know a single person who wouldn't just give up on all their hopes and dreams because of this-`` he gestured to oikawa's knee while talking.

``what makes you so sure i won't give up volleyball, iwa-chan?``

``the look in your eyes. you're determined to get better. i know you won't quit. you're not a quitter, oikawa.`` iwaizumi said firmly, squeezing oikawa's hand. the latter looked down at their intertwined fingers, the blush rising to his cheeks again.

he looked back up at iwaizumi and met his eyes. ``you really know everything, huh, hajime?``

⚝──⭒─⭑─⭒──⚝

toss. run. jump. serve.

toss. run. jump. serve. break.

``phew!`` oikawa exclaimed, swiping a bead of sweat from his forehead. ``that was a workout! iwa, mind if i take a quick break? i won't be long!``

iwaizumi nodded, maybe a little too quickly. ``go ahead.``

the captain grinned, blowing his ace a kiss. ``thank you, iwa-chan~!" he skipped off out of the gym with his bag in hand, probably to get a sweet drink or snack from one of the many vending machines spread out in their school.

he watched the captain go off into the distance, smiling at the sight. just four months ago, it seemed like oikawa would never recover from his acl tear. he was in absolute shackles. a mess. there wasn't a day where he didn't cry in iwaizumi's arms, didn't almost want to give up.

but he pushed through.

he made it.

the amount of mental strength the captain had was atrocious. iwaizumi loved that about him. every time he'd prove that he was strong, the ace would get tingles all over his body. the thrill of having an insanely cool best friend was awesome. he felt like a little kid again, the little hajime who would always brag about how awesome his best friend, toorū oikawa, really was.

he was really beautiful.

``iwa-chan, you dozing off over there?`` iwaizumi snapped back to reality when oikawa's light-hearted voice speared through his thoughts. he put on a grim face, turning away from him.

``screw off and go practice. i'm not dozing off, you just want an excuse to slack off.``

oikawa gasped, putting a hand over his heart. ``i am offended! you know what? i'll show you!`` he stalked off and grabbed a volleyball, muttering obscenities under his breath. ``stupid iwa-chan. slacking off? ha! i'll show him.``

toss. run. jump. serve.

and show him he did.

─── injuries.

chapter 3 !

#oikawa tooru #oikawa tooru's injury #ik he injured his ankle i just wanted to do a knee fic bc acl tears are sucky :(#iwaizumi hajime #iwaoi fluff #iwaoi brainrot #fluff for the soul #matsukawa issei #mattsun lowkey simps for oikawa #hanamaki takahiro #hospitals #mizoguchi #irihata #ushijima wakatoshi #he's not even here but he's mentioned

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ramblingaboutthings · 4 years

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The stars | James Potter

Pairing: James Potter x Reader

Word count: 2.7k (the longest I've ever written UwU)

Warnings: curse words because my Italian self doesn't have self control in this kind of things lmao. Also a little amount of angst and FLUFFFFFFFF.

A/N: I'm actually alive and I'm so proud of this, I hope you'll like it too!!

Summary: you think you could never stand a chance with James Potter but little do you know, he's just oblivious to the fact that he has stronger feelings than simple friendly love toward you.

The day had begun in the best way, you’d gotten an excellent mark in divination that you somehow found really difficult and boring. Then you went to have lunch, like, you were absolutely starving.

You’d usually sit with the marauders but today you weren’t in the mood. You sat with your group of friends instead.

You sat right beside Lily and you were talking about something you weren't really interested in, she giggled as she muttered something about Severus and blushed lightly.

You smiled widely when you realized that maybe she was starting to develop feelings.

Then your eyes traveled around the table only to find James already staring in your direction, well in Lily's direction actually. A piece of your heart shuttered.

"Y/n! Are you even listening?" Lily laughed and you shook your head.

"Sorry Lils I got caught up in my thoughts" you answered, suddenly feeling awkward.

"You like that idiot" she pointed out, smiling softly.

Your eyes widened at her statement, you looked back between her and James before looking away, suddenly finding the slytherin table interesting. You tried to change the subject, starting with the homework you had to do but Lily wouldn't budge.

"You like him don't you?" She asked again gaining a huff from you.

"Maybe, I mean he's cute, he's funny but he likes you not me. Who'd even like me? Look at me!" You said, feeling the tears that managed to escape from your eyes, on your face.

Lily smiled sadly.

"You'll never quit with that low self esteem, will you? You're beautiful, clever and if he doesn't like you for who you are then fuck him Y/n/n" she reassured you.

You looked again towards James, this time he was actually staring at you and as soon as he met your gaze he smiled mouthing a "why aren't you sitting with us?".

You shrugged "I'll see you later" you mouthed back.

Meanwhile Lily's beautiful smile now became a playful smirk." I think at least one time he has thought about the fact that he likes you, and not me" you gave her a small shake of your head, signaling her to stop. She just tilted her head to the side while you went back to your staring session. Eyes still watery.

“hey.” Sirius hit Remus lightly in the chest. “Look at Y/n.”

Remus followed his friend’s gaze, and his eyes widened when he saw you staring at James, furiously wiping at the tears rolling down your cheeks. You try to avoid their gaze, but they'd already noticed you “y/n, what happened?” Sirius mouthed, brown eyes searching yours with concern.

"Nothing" you answered.

“whats up?" James asked his two friends, noticing the worry in their faces. Then he met your gaze and crossed his arms, looking away, with an angry expression. Angry? Why would he be angry at you? You frowned.

You saw Sirius come up to you “Who do I need to beat up?” he asked.

You sniffled and rolled your eyes up to the ceiling, laughing dryly. “No one.”

“it's Prongs. Isn't it?”

"I said I'm fine Black!" you spatted.

“Hang on, (y/n), firstly you never said tha–”

“Y/n!” James’ cheerful voice called from behind you, and your eyes widened in surprise. “What’s up?” he asked, stopping next to you with a grin. That grin fell, however, when he noticed your red eyes and wet cheeks. He reached for you and inquires in a soft voice: “y/n, what’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing. I’ll see you guys later.” And, with that, you stepped past the two boys and disappear.

James’ wide eyes found Sirius’s. “Who do I need to beat down?” he asks gravely.

Sirius shook his head, lips pressed into a thin line. “Prongs, you are that stupid, you could fail a test on yourself.” He walked past James, bumping his shoulder against his as he went, and stormed off in the opposite direction you ran away to.

“James Potter!”

Despite his now sad mood, James’s head couldn't help but lift at the sound of Lily’s angry voice coming from beside him. “Ah, Lily” He smiled broadly and spun around, only to meet a hard slap to his left shoulder.“Ow–hey! What the fuck was that for?” he asked placing a hand on the spot she'd slapped him.

Lily gritted her teeth and poked a finger on his chest. “You, James Potter, are a real asshole.”

“What did I–”

“You need to stop chasing after me, I don't like you and I never will and think about the real girl you're in love with instead! Everyone has noticed James” the redhead hissed before running after you. Leaving James quite confused.

She found you on your bed, staring at the many sky maps you hung on your wall. She knew you'd been crying again.

"Y/n, he'll realize how good you are sooner or later" she whispered approaching you.

You rolled your eyes.

"As if" you laughed darkly.

Lily giggled "y/n, do you realize that with all those protective manners toward you, he can't see you only as a friend?"

"Can you stay with me? We don't have classes this afternoon, we could just chill here" you almost pleaded changing the subject of the discussion.

Lily smiled softly and nodded before jumping on your bed.

One hour later, the marauders were all reunited in their own dorm room. James was thinking about what Lily had said some moments before, but actually the real thing he couldn't bring himself to stop thinking about was your sad face. This image was like printed inside of his mind.

"Prongs, we're heading off to Y/n and Lily's room, do you want to come?" Remus asked suddenly.

James slowly nodded his head, now all he wanted to do was comfort you, all he wanted was to look into your eyes and make you smile, because it was like his favourite pastime, making you smile was like recieving a gift. You were a gift, a gift that the world decide to give him.

"James?" Remus snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Yeah coming"

They sneakily made their way to the girls dorm, and when they finally got inside, you were done crying and was laughing at something that Lily'd said. James smiled at the scene.

"Hey girls! Y/n was in a bad mood so we decided to lift your spirits" Sirius exclaimed.

You gasped, as you didn't even hear the door open. Then your eyes met James' hazel ones.

"hey Y/n/n, is everything alright?" He asked you as he made his way to your bed.

"Yup, much better now" you instinctively hugged him, even though he was the cause of her previous sadness.

He smiled inhaling your scent and you did the same thing.

He sat on the bed and you laid on his lap.

The rest of the people smiled at each other with knowing looks.

You, oblivious to the many glances, quickly fell asleep lulled by James' heartbeat.

Lily rolls her eyes to the ceiling. “Merlin’s beard! You like her! Leave me the hell alone!" Lily whisper yelled.

"What are you talking about, Evans?" He asked, genuine confusion covering his face.

"You like your best friend, we've all noticed except you. Open your eyes, Prongs” And, with one last groan of frustration, Sirius knocked some sense into James

It hit him like a train, he liked you! Of course he did, how could've he been so dense? He'd actually liked you for a long time, every time you blushed, he smiled. Every time you would kiss him on the cheek, he'd even lightly blush.

Did you like him? He asked himself as his gaze settled on your graceful sleeping face. He would have never thought about it if Sirius hadn’t literally knocked the fact into his head. He finds himself going through all of his memories of you. You even gave him, -your crush- advice on how to win another girl over.

Oh, he really was stupid.

"Fuck, does she even like me back?" He whispered, gaining weird looks from Lily and Sirius which were seriously questioning his intelligence.

"Why do you think she was mad? She saw you staring in my direction, and all her hopes went down really quick" Lily explained with a hint of exasperation in her voice.

"I wasn't staring at you Lily, I was making sure she was okay, I didn't even notice the tears but I somehow knew something was off" James admitted.

Sirius giggled followed by Remus.

"I told you, you are some new kind of stupid" James stuck out his tongue at Sirius.

"I'm not stupid, just quite oblivious"

They continued to talk, not about you, but they kept whispering things to each other, trying not to wake you up.

Your cat -that you named Rigel after the star in your favorite constellation, Orion- jumped on the bed and curled up beside James. He liked him just as much as you did, and it made the boy laugh everytime you told him. But even that thing now made sense, you really loved him, like in the actual meaning of the word.

He slowly started to get uncomfortable in the position he was in, but he couldn't risk to wake you up, so he just stayed still, cuddling Rigel and still chatting with the others.

You woke up only two hours later, your hair sticking to your face. When you looked up as you rubbed your eyes, you blushed as the realization of who you had fallen asleep on, hit you.

“y/n?”

James’s grip around you tightened but you got up and took a few steps away from him. The sun now shone right on you, like it was some kind of sign for James, as if for the first time, he realized the fascinating way in which your eyes sparkled in the warm sunlight. “hey guys” you whispered.

The boy shakes his head and his eyes traveled around the room before setting back on you “I think we need to talk Y/n". You slightly panicked.

The others in the room smiled "we're going uhm- see you later" Remus announced awkwardly before they quickly walked out of the room.

“Then what do you want?” you ask, finally turning to face him. Your eyes were tired when they meet his and, even though they were still red from crying, at that moment, their beautiful e/c finally managed to make him fully realize the amount of love he felt for you. “Because if you’re here to tell me you are in love with Lily again, I don’t want to hear it.”

James shook his head. “I’m not here to say that.”

You blink in surprise. “Then what are you here to say?” you whisper.

James takes a deep breath and looks out of the small window. “Honestly, if it wasn't for Remus, Sirius and Lily I would've never realized but I like you Y/n/n. And I know you like me too” You studied him for a moment, not able to read his expression, and after a few moments of trying, you gave up with a sigh and looked away just before he spoke “I know I’ve hurt you, and I’m sorry.”

You closed your eyes and shook your head. “Jam–”

“No, let me talk please.” He took my hand and shifted his body so he was facing you. “I’ve been so hung up on Lily that I haven't realized it was you I was only staring at, you're the only girl I give a fuck about. And I know I have been oblivious lately but I hope you’ll still give me a chance.”

The awkward silence nearly caused James a heart attack, and he sighed in relief when you looked up at him shyly. You'dnever been embarrassed in front of him but your feelings were now too exposed.

“I don’t want you to do this just because you found out. I don’t want a pity-date, James” you admitted quietly.

He shook his head. "It’s a you-are-my-best-friend-and-i-have-liked-you-since-4th-year date love.” you shivered at the nickname.

You pursed your lips and stared at him him intensely. His eyes shone through his glasses with nothing but honesty, and your heart fluttered in your chest. He was just offering you something with no tricks...Well that's new.

“Alright, Potter.” you smiled at him, still not fully realizing he liked you back.

James grinned sheepishly as he took your hand in his. “after dinner, I'll pick you up and the rest is a surprise”

You nodded and snuck closer to him, feeling his breath on your forehead. You liked the feeling he gave you, staying this close together. You felt his heart beating at a rate -a really fast rate- that matched yours.

"We should go to the others" James broke the silence, and you nodded in agreement.

You walked hand in hand through the halls of the school until you found the rest of the marauders and Lily sitting on the grass of the middle courtyard.

"Hey guys " Remus grinned at you two and when they noticed your intertwined hands. they all smirked.

"Have you got something to say?" Lily asked.

You blushed brightly and buried your face in James' chest while he wore his signature smirk.

"I asked her on a date" Lily squealed in response.

"Oh Merlin! I have to get you ready! When is it?" She asked excitedly.

James took that as a further confirmation of his dead feelings for the redhead, and he kissed your forehead as if he wanted to reassure you.

"Tonight and It's a surprise actually" James announced.

He held you like you were some kind of rare thing that could break at any moment, and you loved it.

You stayed like that untill it was time to go to dinner.

The great hall was already full of students and you decided, along with Lily, to sit with the marauders, so you could stay with James.

You sat across from him and you really tried not to stare at him, but you couldn't, it was stronger than you, and he of course noticed.

"Like what you see y/l/n?" You gasped at his sudden question, but still mimicked his smirk.

"Actually, yes"

The marauders started to fake their disgust while Lily laughed.

"Since when are you that bold Y/n?" Lily asked.

"I don't know, he just gets on my nerves sometimes" you answered grinning widely.

And you spent all dinner exchanging looks and bold remarks from you that left almost everytime James speechless.

"Go put something comfortable, I'm taking you somewhere you'll like" James said at the end, placing a kiss on your nose "be ready in 10, I'll pick you up from your room" he finished.

As soon as you got to your dorm, you suddenly felt nervous and started to search for something to put on, and you opted for a gryffindor hoodie and leggings just in time.

"Are you ready?" James asked after knocking at the door, in response you opened it.

"Let's go then" he took your hand as you walked toward the highest tower of the castle, you couldn't hide your smile as you walked up the stairs of the astronomy tower.

"Is this too simple? I mean I know you love space and all but maybe-"

"This is perfect Jamie, this is the idea I had of my first date, I love it" you interrupted him.

You sat on the floor and looked up.

"That is Orion, and there is Rigel, my cat" you chuckled as you explained pointing to the star.

"Right on the horizon you can spot Sirius, the brightest star in the night sky" James smiled while your eyes lightened up, they'd always sparkle when you started talking about space, and he could listen to you for hours.

"What star is that?" He asked pointing to a very bright spot in the sky.

"That's Venus James" you laughed playfully.

"How was I supposed to know?" He pouted.

When you looked at him you noticed how close you were, you could feel his breath on your lips.

His gaze traveled from your eyes to your lips and before you could even think straight he kissed you putting his hands on your waist he held you closer and closer until he lost his balance and fell on the ground, you on top of him.

He laughed breathlessly as you just laid your head on his chest.

"I think I'm in love with you" you suddenly said, as a bright blush crept onto your face.

"I know I'm love with you Y/n".

#james potter x reader #james potter #james potter x y/n #james potter x you #marauders era #marauders fic #sirius #sirius black #remus #remus lupin #lily evans

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mental-health-advice · 3 years

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Hey.

For a while I feel like my friendship with this person has become inherently codependent.

I didn't realise how much I needed to be needed by him until recently. I put a lot of my self worth on him and in the process put him above everything else. And I felt justified because he was going through a tough time. And I don't want to judge him, but he isn't exactly the best person. He can be extremely cruel to other people and selfish. But I never questioned anything he did because I wanted him to like me. I didn't neglect any other things like school and stuff. I kept on top of it, but most of my free time was taken up for him, having conversations that I really didn't want to and I enjoyed myself most of the time but sometimes I felt like I outgrew his company. I made up versions of him in my head that were so much better than real life. This was aggravated because we were all in lockdown and I couldn't meet other people. I've only ever known him through phone calls for a while and the two months we actually met in in person school were spent with him feuding against my other friends in his quest for power. I always found it impossible to pick a side in these situations, because the others were right but I wanted to please him too. I was incapable of refusing anything he said. I always had to hide away a part of me because I was afraid he wouldn't like me then. And he could be very controlling too. He thought he was above everyone and the school director kind of favoured him too, so he had a lot of plans for a very unsafe event. But then schools shut down again and he became really depressed and was suicidal and tried to pin everything on me at one point, just because I respected my mother's words. I tried to be there for him, and this went on for four months. I agreed to everything he said because it was easier than fighting with him. Now stuff hit rock bottom and the director has shut him out and told him to just get back to academics. Schools are opening this week and now he's really scared again.

I don't know what to say when he tells me his life sucks and that he doesn't want it. He's out of the extreme phase now and he expects everything to be handed to him without working hard for anything.

I knew he was someone who didn't care about other people and took joy in the sorrow of others but I always excused his behaviour. When things got too bad I stepped aside.

But apart from all of this, I always craved for him to call me. My happiness depended on his. I needed him to talk to me. And me only. I got insanely jealous and beat myself up inside. I worried so much about him but he didn't seem to care about me at all. When I tried to talk about my feeling it resulted in us fighting continuously, with him saying I didn't deserve him. I never needed him to respect me or my boundaries because I knew he was incapable of caring about someone else and that it wouldn't be worth my time. But now I can't take him just using me anymore. At first I just thought that I had feelings for him which caused my jealousy, but then he came out to me, but these still seem to persist. I just need him to come to me for any problem that he has, but that took a hit today, when I couldn't deal with him at all. I've read up codependent friendships and I think that's what is really going on in my head. I don't like him romantically I think, I'm just really insecure.

I don't want to be that person anymore. He doesn't respect my boundaries, my family or my interests. I'm not allowed to have an opinion because anything that he doesn't agree shouldn't be said in his presence. I feel like I'm stuck in the same place and unable to truly be myself. We are so different and my beliefs directly contradict his but I've never been able to express them to him. And he calls himself my best friend. Our other best friend, is kinda in between. She regularly argues with him and demands respect, but he doesn't even consider it. But when he has a problem we have to drop everything for him. And he accuses me of not trusting him. And he tells me not to say things that make him angry rudely but he doesn't do the same for me when I tell him calmly that I don't want to talk about something. He's really condescending too, and acts as of nothing matters but him. And because of the lack of going out, he was the only solace I have.

Despite this I still deeply care about him. This morning he was groaning continuously, and I told him that everyone had problems, he completely turned on me and said that I didn't get to say anything because my life was fine and that his was way more difficult. He acts as if he knows everything about me and assumes that I will be fine no matter how hard his words are. And he's kinda right, because I always come back to him. This same person told me a few minutes ago that everyone one in our grade was fine and that nothing was wrong and that someone should die, so that their life sucks. So he'll be fine if someone died and if they shut the school and the state, so that he doesn't have to deal with the consequences of his actions. He even has the nerve to whine about how he doesn't deserve any small hardship that comes his way. But life's hard and he doesn't seem to realise that there is life after your senior year in high school. He seems to think that this is all that matters. We're just sixteen and he acts like this is all we ever have. I don't know how to help him. He says he has a bad home life, but I don't know how that excuses him being a horrible human being to others for no reason. And he is privileged. I tell him to work hard this year, and next year in college he can do what he wants. But he says he wants the life of a film star without lifting a finger.

I feel like it's my responsibility to fix his issues, but he's the only one who can. I can't help someone who isn't willing to help themselves.

Moreover he doesn't even care about anything that other people are going through stuff too. And he called me selfish for implying that the world doesn't revolve around him. I've always tried to be there for him, and I still want to, but I don't think it's good for both of us. We're toxic to each other. Sometimes I wish his problems were magically fixed so that we could go back to being normal friends instead of the complete wreckage we both are.

He says no one understands hima s if he was accusing me of not caring enough about him. But I felt like I hit a breaking point and that I couldn't just nod my head anymore. I'm human being with issues of my own but he doesn't give a damn.

I can't even talk to him normally, I have to thread around eggshells to keep him happy, but I'm never happy with him. He says I don't act enthusiastic to his ideas. I hate his ideas but I'm always nice about it. I don't shut him down. I hope he gets the things he wants even if they aren't to my liking. And today he calls me boring and attacks me for not liking marvel. I mean come on can't I even have an opinion on a movie? I said I liked a ship in it ( it was a comfort ship that helped me escape) and he said I didn't have a right to have an opinion because I hadn't watched all the movies. Fandom is something that gives me joy and keeps me grounded and today he attacked something that I thought no one could. My imagination. My ability to create worlds in my head. The worst part, we met because we were both Harry Potter fans. And now he doesn't even feel like that. I helped him edit and write his debut novel. I feel like that person who believed in something is gone. He even admitted to just using me for my knowledge in the beginning.

I still feel sorry for him though. I'm really sorry if I've rambled on for too long. This has become more about him that it has about me.

I still really like him and feel that we can be friends if he starts to try to help himself and if I get rid of my insecurity and jealousy when he talks to other people. My brain is illogical. I don't want to have to deal with all of his issues all the time with no regard for myself, but I don't want him to confide in some else either.

I hate this person that I've become. Who cares about no one but him. I tried to use his issues as a shield against the problems going on in my own life. I try not to let anyone see that I don't have my life together either, because I feel bad about bothering others with my issues, when they have a million struggles of their own, but isn't that what he's doing to me? He disregards my feelings but I'm still very much obsessed with him.

I've lost my sense of self respect completely, and I pushed away other people for him.

I need to stop being codependent on him, and start at least liking myself.

Please help me. I'm sorry if this is too long. I seriously needed to get this off my chest.

And I apologise if I bothered you with my silly problems. I know there are more important things in the world but I seem stuck here. I don't want to appear ungrateful for anything so I pretend that everything is fine. And honestly I feel like I can never be not okay with a wonderful mother like mine. Oh and he hates her too. I just can't seem to win with him. My dad though is a whole nother issue.

This guy gets on my nerves, but I still need him to be happy too. But I shouldn't have to carry that burden. Right?

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safetycar-restart · 1 year

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it took me nine days. but i finally have inspiration. hope everyone had a merry christmas and im sorry if it was a bit rough.

iiiiimmmmmm bbaaaackkkkkkk

so. charles is obviously preparing for the new season, new year, new opportunity. and he’s becoming visibly more stressed to the point he does some very un-bunny stuff. he’s trying his hardest he really is. he must make mommy proud. he must make pierre proud. so he’s putting all his effort into training, reading his notes, constantly on the sim, going into meetings. you’ve only been back from skiing with his family for three days yet you’ve barely seen him. and bunny isn’t being bunny. it’s as if his horniness has left him. and you and pierre are seriously confused and worried.

so tonight you decide to distract him and make him feel so good so he can destress for a bit. pierre is preparing the bedroom, lube is out and he himself is stripping. you’re going into the sim room to grab charles and bring him back with you. you open it and he’s sat on the sim redoing the monaco circuit for the millionth time and beating his old timings. he doesn’t even notice you come in. you say his name to get his attention but he doesn’t look up, he just continues to drive and replies with a curt ‘yep’. you put a hand on his shoulder to once again gain his attention, but it causes him to jerk in the game and crash. and he snaps. ‘what the fuck seriously’ and he finally looks at you and sees your expression. and he breaks down into tears. cause he’s been a bad bunny, neglecting his mommy and his pierre. so he just starts sobbing and mumbling and apologizing. you hold him and shush him and tell him its fine and he’s fine and you aren’t angry and he’s been a good boy he’s your good bunny. but he just keeps crying. you obviously cannot lift him so you shout pierre in so pierre can carry him out, and pierre walks in with little panties on that charles is instantly glued to. can’t take his eyes off of pierre.

and in the bedroom he calms down whilst cuddling with both you and pierre, and he’s back to bunny again. he’s so hard after seeing and cuddling with pierre wearing only panties. and he hasn’t come in three days because he hasn’t been with either of you. and he’s so desperate. grinding against pierre, grinding against you, moaning the second he has hands on him. so he bounces on pierre’s cock as if his life depends on it, because in his head it does. he must prove he’s a good bunny, and he also must cum. and he does. he cums with pierre filling him up and his mommy stroking his cock whilst telling him how good he’s been.

bunny is back.

🍁

Nine days is a long time but holy fuck you’ve made up for lost time because this is perfect. I love everything about this oh my god. This also went way off topic because I got very carried away because I just love this whole concept so much and had so much fun expanding on it.

So firstly, I think that Charles would give himself a date that he has to start the season prep on? Up until that date, he’s allowed to be his horny, subby self. But the moment that date arrives, he has to focused on preparing for next season.

You and Pierre know nothing of this, but you notice a change in Charles in the lead up to that day. He starts to be even clingier, crying out and whining whenever you or Pierre move away from him because he knows that soon he won’t be allowed to have this anymore.

Usually, when something is wrong with Charles, he'll tell you and Pierre immediately. You and Pierre have learnt to push him though, he doesnt want to be asked or treated differently and he will come to you and Pierre very soon for help. Pierre, on the other hand, needs to be pushed into opening up otherwise he will bottle everything up.

This method has always worked fine. But that's because Charles usually comes to tell you and Pierre what's happening almost immediately.

You and Pierre decide together not to push Charles, worried that asking him will make things worse.

And then suddenly bunny stops acting like bunny at all. Not only because he stops seeming so horny and needy, but also because he stops with all he usual affection he loves?

You try to give him his forehead kiss in the morning and he moves away, then you ask him what he wants for breakfast and he says he'll eat on the way to the gym. When he gets back home, he doesnt greet you or Pierre, just goes straight to his sim room. He sees you and Pierre cuddling on the couch and he walks straight past to the bedroom, doesnt even ask for a kiss. And he even showers earlier and so doesnt get his shower with his Pierre!!

Everything that he usually loves, all the little bits of affection he usually cant function without, he just ignores? That worries you and Pierre so much more than Charles not being horny. And the more you and Pierre try to offer him love and affection, the more upset he seems to get?

Of course for Charles, he's getting more and more upset every time one of you offer him affection because he wants it so badly. But he can't. He has to be stronger than this, has to be strong enough to perform better.

Eventually it's been three days of this and you realise that Charles isn't going to come to you and Pierre for this. And Charles is your bunny, but he's also your sub. You're his dom. If he needs you, then you have to be there, and you have to help him even when he doesn't think he needs help.

You tell Pierre the plan, explaining to him that he must wear pretty panties and wait for you in the bedroom. You will go fetch Charles yourself.

He's so cold with you when you approach him, even snapping at you when you touch his shoulder. Charles has NEVER snapped at you or at Pierre. Ever. Charles is your sweet little one. Everything about him is soft.

You're more shocked than upset with Charles, even more worried now that he's acting so out of character.

Charles sees your shocked expression... and he breaks.

Seeing his mommy clearly to upset, realising that he snapped his mommy... he's been so bad. It dawns on him that in his preparation, he's been a bad boy. A bad bunny.

He's ignored his mommy and his Pierre, not listened and not taken the affection you've offered him. He's been so bad. He even snapped at his mommy!!!

He just starts sobbing, so overwhelmed and scared.

You quickly kneel down and hug him, telling him that he's your good boy and not bad at all, that you and Pierre will help him sort through whatever is going on with him. He just cries harder, not listening to your words because he's convinced he's been so bad.

You call Pierre, because you need him to carry Charles to the bedroom.

Pierre is so shocked when he comes in and sees Charles crying, so confused because he was certain that you would have gotten Charles to the bedroom easily. He looks to you for an explanation, but you just shake your head, not knowing either.

Pierre carries Charles to the bedroom, and Charles cries even harder when he sees pierre's panties and realises that you and Pierre had a whole scene planned out and he ruined it.

Pierre just hugs him tighter and puts him into your arms when he gets to the bedroom. You hold Charles against your chest, whispering comforting words and praise. Pierre hugs him from behind, whispering soothing words in French.

It takes him a long while to calm down, and you and Pierre just hold him through it. When he eventually stops crying, you praise Charles, telling him that he's the best bunny you could ever ask for and that you and Pierre were going to help him. He whines and hugs you tighter, mumbling that he was trying to be strong on his own and prepare for the next season.

That just breaks your heart. Thinking about your poor subby bunny trying to be strong on his own is awful. That's not how it's meant to be.

He gets hard eventually, a result of finally being back in your and pierre's arms. You hold him tighter, asking him if he'd like to feel good, reminding him that he is allowed to, that he deserves it.

He nods against your chest, allowing Pierre to pull him against his chest so that you can stretch him out. Pierre keeps a constant stream of French going to Charles, whispering praise and reassurance until he's ready to be fucked.

You wanted Pierre to fuck Charles while you held him, but Charles asks if he can please ride Pierre instead. You realise pretty quickly that he wants to prove himself, but you dont bring that up. You just let him do it.

And holy fuck he's back to being a horny bunny. He rides his Pierre like his heart depends on it, crying out as he bounces on pierre's cock, tears in his eyes because he's so desperate and it feels so good and he can't believe he went three days without this.

You stroke his cock to make him cum, then let Pierre lick it all up.

The three of you have a long conversation after that, discussing why Charles felt like he had to do that and how you can make sure it never happens again. But that conversation takes place with Charles between your arms, exactly where he's always supposed to be.

#poly!piarles #sub!charles #pg #cl #nsfw.#f!reader #🍁

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