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hitoshisbabygirl · 3 years

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Author's Notes ♡: okay uhm the more characters I do the more I’m learning I’m a simp-

Anyways welcome to another BNHAREM collab that I had the pleasure to be in! I had fun trying to turn our league of villains leader into a hero/vigilante! A quick side note, his personality here is more of what I think he could’ve been/acted like if he was treated better and taught how to control his quirk without hate qwq without further waiting here’s my addition to the already wonderful collaborators! Make sure to check their stories out too in the masterlist! ~ bunny ❥

Warnings : None!! Fluffy and awkward Shiggy for the win! Also please ignore typos if any they’ll be fixed later </3

Word count : 3.5K

Paring(s) : Tomura Shigaraki x F! Reader

Summary : When the city you live in is rampant with villains what happens when your seabed by a cold and off putting vigilante (that’s my best summary I’m sorry </3)

Enjoy ♡

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Turning off the TV [ ] couldnt help the trembling of her hands as she realized the mayhem that had been spurring the last couple of weeks with the new arrival of villain groups wasnt subsiding. life was hard , the struggle of not to take the news seriously and feeling like all hope was lost was a common feeling between each day, the chore of getting up early during the daylight time so you could get what you needed before crime became rampant was adreanline fueld.. It was nerveracking, living your life on the edge and feeling unable to believe the ones in and on duty would protect you. After weighing the options about staying in or hurrying down the street for food before the curfew kicked in [ ] reluctantly got up, grabbing her keys , phone and a light jacket as she headed throught the decrepit streets, hearing the distant sirens that never failed to doing their job of setting her nerves ablaze. As she saw the neon signs of the store ahead of her she was able to enter and grab quite a lot of things, the warm feeling of being safe surrounding her as she heard more and more sounds from blocks ahead. “Are you okay sweetie?”

An older lady with a young man asked the anxious girl, a smile on her face as she answered the woman “Ah yeah im sorry ma’am just trying to find the best way home without being in the crossfire” Shaking her head in agreement the older woman spoke again “Its running rampant out there, its why i brought my grandson with me” ponting to the male beside her he gave [ ] a smile, holding a bag fro the lady “Now you be safe dearie, look both ways and use the lights to guide you home!” Waving to the pair [ ] felt a bit more relived as she started the shorter but dreaded walk back to her townhome. The area was better than most in cities, just because of how it wasnt in the full downtown that was in a disarray. Even so it was still dangerous and hearing a loud crash and explosion from in front of where [ ] was walking could never be a good thing. As she walked further she saw a group of people blowing up a strip that included a jewelry spot, a small back and shopping center she knew something bad would happen if she got any closer. Walking backward she headed to an abandoned alleyway, slowly trying to get herself in a safe distance away from whoever was destroying the buildings. As she got into a corner she could hear the people talk and yell, the sound of glass breaking and another boom. Jumping form the sound of the explosion getting closer she moved into a doorway of one of the undisturbed buildings in the strip.

Soon however she felt a hand on her arm as one of the guys caught her. As [ ] tried to fight them off she head them chuckle, one taking her face in his hand as the others tried to go through her bags “Well well well hello ther girl, whatcha doing in the Scorpions part of town” One of the men, who [ ] presumed was the leader snared at her, grinning when she turend her ace away from his. Pulling her face back to his he tried to get her to talk, pushing her cheeks together as he laughed “I like them feisty , why dont you just be nice to me and my guys huh?” before she could form her lips to try to get a smart response a sound of pain came from one of the destroyed buildings. Catching the leaders attention he called out to someone before they all heard a yell of watch out. The building, which they had destroyed was now falling over and onto them who were in its path. All [ ] knew was that the guy who grabbed her arm let her go and shoved her before everything whent black.

A cracking sound , one of breaking concrete broke through [ ]’s head as she opened her eyes to blackness, everything around her covered in the sheet of night as the same cracking sound could be heard. Soon a faint voice could be heard from above her. Lightly she yelped which mustve been enough for whoever was above her as teh cracking sound got lounder before she could see light from the moon above her “H-hey is ther someone down there?” A voice called out as [ ] yelled back to them “O-oh yes! Please help me im stuck and i cant move!” She yelled as she felt her leg get tighter as she tried to wiggle.

“Cover your face if you can” The now more male sound voice said as she did such, felling pieces of cement and gravel touch her arms as she moved them to see long whitish blue hair appear before a gloved hand reached out “Can you reach?” The mystery male asked as she jumped up bepfre yeliping in pain. Hearing the sound the male took his ungloved hand and seemilngly dissolved more concreate taht held her and her leg in place. “Hold on….Im coming dont move, you could hurt yourself if you do.” Hopping dwon the hole with her the male saw how she was twisted in her spot and pained expression that covered her facial features. Faced with a challenge the male gave her his gloved hand as he used the uncovered one to break up the rocks and concrete that held her still “Just a little more okay? Youre close I almost got you” He reassured. Soon [ ] felt herself slip up and into the arms of the mystery man who she noticed had his face covered. As he brought her out of the ruble and into the light from the mood and streetlights she looked at her savior. He wasnt large in stature but her was fit and quite strong to pull her up with one arm. Feeling the girl he just saved staring at him , the male turned to her and simply stated “You should go home” Before starting to head off “W-wait! Please, let me thank you properly. You didnt have to save me yet you did” She said as he turned to her “......Theres no need to thank me, just doing what the heroes arent” Starting to walk again [ ] couldnt help chewing her lip before running to join his side “Well can i at least thank you properly , or just get your name and be able to find you again?” stopping in his tracks he moved his hair from his face before crimson eyes glanced at her “Tomura” He said “Huh..?” “My name...Tomura..or MC” He whispered as she shook her head “Tomura...okay well thank you Tomura for saving me , my names [ ]”

Shaking his head Tomura started off again, shoving his gloved hands in his pockets, this time heading off for good. As he trucked along [ ] heard the sirens appear closer to the damage that was the destroyed store that covered the criminals that tried to get her before. Starting to walk off her own she noticed a shining necklace on the ground. Picking it up she noticed it was one you could put pictures in it. Peeking inside she saw a woman with black hair holing a little boy with just as black ahir and piercing red eyes, the woman happily smiling as she held the child. Closing the locket she took with her , feeling strangely drawn to it. As she heaaded home she thought about the mysterious Tomura, someone who looked like a normal civilian like her and others seemd to have a strong quirk, and was more than what he seemed on the outside

As a few days turned into a week rolled on [ ] noticed that the streets were still bad, but the men who had cornered her had been captured after the building had collapsed. Feeling herself sigh and relax [ ] headed for the store once again, this time during the day as she needed to replace the food she had tried getting before that was lost during the the collapse. As she left once again she saw a familiar tuff of periwinkle hair go around the corner. Peeking her interest she followed himas she heard him curse under his breath before turning around straight into her “ow, wait….its you again” He huffed as his crimson eyes looked into hers “Yep! Hey tomu!” The quirky nickname caused head to fill in the mans face as he was glad it was covered. “[ ]....hello” He said back as he continued to pace around the old scene that stil had some concrete in the land “Whatcha looking for…?” She asked as he still looked around “Something important of mines” “Well can i help out?” Sighing Tomura turned to the hopeful girl that for some reason, didnt bother him as many did

“Fine. its a silver locket..” pausing [ ] thought about the locket she found when they first met “It….wouldnt happen to have a woman and a boy in it would it?” As soon as she said that the periwrinkle haired boy turend to her “You found it? Where” reaching out he went to grab her hands only to stop himself and put them at his sides. Ignoring the gesture as nerves she gave him a smile “Well..I found it the day you saved me, it was actually in the rubble” looking at the sparkling eyes of Tomura she couldn’t help but let her smile grow before sighing “Only thing is...it’s at my house now” still looking at him he gave her a smile behind his covering before shaking his own head “That’s fine..if you don’t mind me coming with you, or you just bring it I’m not really.,,yeah” Giggling at his nervousness [. ] put her hand ont his shoulder “It’s fine! Uhm..have you ate dinner yet? I can even cook you something!” Holding up her bag Tomura felt his heart thump as he agreed to eat with her, the two headed for her place.

Looking around Tomura noticed how clean and kept together her place was. It was warm, and inviting, something he wasn’t too used to “I’m sorry it’s a mess here! I was trying to move things around and make it look better but..I feel like it’s still weird!” Laughing she turned to face the powder blue haired boy who stood still in her doorway. “You can come in or would you need a helping hand?” She teased as she held her hand out. Hesitantly held his gloved hand out before pulling away slightly “S-sorry im just.. nervous” he said softly before [. ] gave him a knowing smile, before taking a step back “Well there’s no rush, take a seat and get comfortable, I’ll get your locket and I’ll start dinner!” Walking away [. ] went to her bedroom as Tomura sat there looking at his hands. They held so much fear in them, life and death. Over the years he learned how to control his power, even able to touch things without gloves and them not dissolve. But witr him nervous, he was afraid one wrong touch would hurt or even worse...destroy the one nice person he’d ever met in the midst of the all of the mayhem. In the mist of him thinking [. ] came back and saw him.

Feeling bad and not sure of how to approach him she tenderly held the locket and placed it on the table, which snapped him from his thoughts “Here you are! I did clean the silver so it was more shiny and not as dingy from the dirt” taking the piece from her hands Tomura place it down to see it better than he remembered and still having his grandmother and him inside of it. “Thank you [ ]. It means...alot to me, more thna youd ever know” Going into her kitchen she started some rice as she tried small talk with him “So...have you always been a vigilante?” Thinking abut the response her messed with a piece of his hair “ Well no...i wanted to be a hero one day but...my quirk is less helpful and more destructive” starting to get the steaks out she seasoned then placed them in the oven before siting down at the table with him “I think the power to disintegrate things could be wonderful as a rescuer! Hell you even saved me! And think if you didnt have that quirk , how would you get me out? Plus youre strong, you got me out with only a hand, youre really strong Tomu” Crimson eyes barely met her gaze.

Seeing her own energy mads him smile, hidden beind the mask he wore. “Uhm...may I?” Reaching for a hand [ ] looked at his eyes aas he wavered, sliding them away from her own “When i get nervous i feel like i loose control” Tomura said before [ ] just gently place her pinky on the glove “Im not afraid taht youd hurt me , i trust you okay?” Taking more of his hand in hers she rubbed the back of his glove, feeling the way he tensed wehn she traced his knuckles “See? Its okay yknow!” Smiling she got up to check the food, failing to see the way Tomura was going though a crisis under his mask, face flushing as she stirred and turned it off , letting both the rice and steak cool a bit before serving. Turning around [ ] saw how handsome her savior was. A soft , almost baby looking face was hidden under that protective mask , turned in a small frown as he fiddled with his hands “Wow...youre handsome” Scaring him from his thoughts Tomura couldnt hide the red that flushed his face as she giggled “Thanks...Ive never been told that before” Hearing him say that made [ ]’s heart twinge before grabbing two plates “Well they must not know the true beauty under your mask hm?” bringing over what she made she sat in front of him, handing him a fork before sitting infront of him “Here ya go! I wont say im a chief but I enjoy cooking yknow?” Now able to see him smile without a protection over majority of his face [ ] couldnt help her heart speeding up as he did. A comfortable silence feel between them as they ate and finished dinner, occasional jokes and small talk happening between them. She learned more about the powder blue haired male, that he wanted to be a hero but because he could disintegrate , they made fun of him and called him a villain instead. But finding a locket with a note attached from his grandmother changed that. She was strong, and a hero herself. She encouraged him to be one, for them to meet someday when he was older and him to become a great hero. It kept him strong, and its how hes a vigilante now. Happy to know more of his story [ ] explained how she wanted to be one too, but also wanted to make uniforms for them. The two went on into the night, talking about the issues outside and the running rapid of the villains whileist other things. Tomura learned that she liked video games which opened a whole new world of things thye could do together.

As midnight rolled around he started to get up , grabbing his things which caught [ ]’s attention “Your leaving?” Looking back at the doe like eyes he couldn't help but sigh and smile at her “Yeah...should go out and see whats to been seen” before he left she got up and strolled over to him “Well its unsafe out there, could you...maybe..stay?” With each word her voice got quieter before she was just silent, messing with his fingers “You want me to stay with you?” Tomura asked before she shook her head, eyes meeting his “Yknow youre nice..and i am a bit of a drifter..” Thinking over the odds out loud he gave her a small smile “Ill stay”

And that's how it was for weeks, them staying together in [ ]’s home, eating together, playing games, shopping for groceries. It was a comfortable thing between the two, sharing the place together like roomates. Tomura was like her protector, not letting her get very far without him and [ ] took care of him when he was injured or just needed reassurance. All and all everything was good except….he knew he had fell for her. [ ] was sweeet to him, gentle and overall just careful of how she helped him. She didnt rush him to anything, was gentle and gave him time to relax and to be comfortable with her. It was painful, for them to be close but yet have different opinions on how they feel about being close and for Tomura it was harder than usual for him having a crush on her.

Fiddling with a pen in the kitchen, Tomura heard [ ] come down the hall , skipping up to him as she gave him a smile he learned he was smitten for “Hey Tomu whatcha up to?” she asked as he gave her a smile of his own back “Ah just thinking about something….whats up?” He asked as the girl came over and gave him a hug, something he wasn’t used to but something he craved every day more than he’d like to admit. Wrapping his arms around her shoulders he chuckled as she slightly squeezed him tighter “Just wanted to check on you that’s all.” Going to move away [. ] felt Tomura pull her closer, burying his face atop her head “Tomu...whats wrong?” She asked as he said nothing, tightly holding her even more as she rubbed his back, knowing this was his silent way of showing he was worried about something “wh’ nt y be m’ plr wo” the male said, muffled on her head. Laughing, she moved her chin to his chest “What're you talking about?” He reluctantly pulled away , their eyes locking as he soon looked down, scratching his arm “I..nothing...thinking out loud. Don’t worry about it” Beofre he could slip away she grabbed his arm, turnighg him back to her. “Tomura...what is it?” Chewing his bottom lip he sided before taking her hand in his, rubbing the smooth skin with his rough glove “I said..why can’t you be my player two” Blinking almost comically [. ] giggled “Well I can be! What game do you wanna play?” Shaking his head Tomura dropped her hand , stepping back as he barely glanced at her “This game called life [. ]...I want to...have you around me all the time, I..really cherish having someone so sweet to me and who cares about me and how I feel..you make me feel more alive and comfortable in my skin then I’ve ever felt before..and I..want to be selfish and make you mine..” He finished with a sigh before looking out the window “ But I know you won’t feel the same so..it’s quite alright”

As soon as he said that he felt a hand at the back of his shirt, pulling him back to his crush, a woman he couldn’t face and now that he laid his feelings out he didn’t want her to pity him. “Tomura look at me” Hearing his full name scared him but Turning around he was surprised to see [. ]’s small smile growing to a larger one once he faced her “Here, give me your hand” Holding her own out he put his hand in hers. To make him even more disarray she undid his gloved to reveal his hands, damaged and scarred from before he could control his powers. Soon he felt soft lips his the bare skin, which every kiss an electric shock went through his body before he felt her fingers lace in his. Wide crimson eyes looked at soft [. ] ones as she took in a breath “I..I’m so happy you told me Tomu, I was afraid you were gonna leave here aha..” letting out a soft laugh she unwrapped a hand to hold his face “I would love to be your player two, I’ll be here for you as long as you need me okay?” Giving her a slight pout he barely lifted his own hand to trace a pinky on her cheek “But what if I need you forever” laughing again and moving closer she stood on her toes to rub noses “Then that’s what it’ll be” Becore he could stop himself he realeased her hand and pressed his lips against hers, hearing the soft gasp she let out as he pushed his lips harder on hers before he felt her relax, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissed him back just as hard. As the kiss got from hard and desperate they slowly started to get more intimate, the kiss softening up until Tomura pulled away breathless as [. ] was too, the both of them letting out light giggles “Wow..that was..” “Great..” Finishing his sentence [. ] gave him another hug, the two of them holding eachother in the middle of the floor “Hey [. ]..” he said as she hummed, before he continued “Let’s kiss again” Giggling she moved her head to meet his , lips sealing for another round of needed affection, the Rü them of their hearts drowning out the mayhem that brought them together.

#my hero academia #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha x reader #bnharem collab #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki tomura #shigaraki x y/n #reader x shigaraki #shigaraki fluff

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heyitsyn · 4 years

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Mess Up

TimeTraveler!Son x Haikyuu!!

a/n: lmao im really sorry about this :’( this is just a brain dump and something i thought of while i was watching the stage play and i was thinking about it last night until i fell asleep

p.s. your son’s name is natsu in this one and hes an oc so dont be confused as to who this guy is 😂

summary: your son accidentally stumbles through time and the only way he can go back is if his mother and father get together. the only problem? he doesnt know who his father is

he,,,, messed up

that was clear the moment he woke up to a supposed bicycle accident in early morning when it shouldve been a car accident at the dead of night

lets take a flashback shall we

natsu came home after volleyball practice around 8 at night and he stumbled through the front door where he could smell the delicious food that you were cooking

‘ma! tadaima!’

he shouted and you peeked from the hallway with your blue apron and ladle and a close-eyed grin

‘okaeri, baby!’

his slippers padded across the wooden floors to go to the kitchen and watch as you stirred the miso soup

‘how was practice, dumpling?’

omg i would totally call my future kids that though

he shrugged, even though you couldnt see him, and went to the fridge to grab a bottled water before taking a sip

‘inter-high is coming up so captain’s been making us practice longer’

he answered then went to jump on the counter beside the stove so you could see him

he turned silent as he inspected your features and how youthful you still looked despite going through so many stressful times and hardships of raising your son alone

but he was really wondering what was exactly your purpose of being here since you rarely cooked for him due to being busy at work and therefore coming home late

‘ma, why are you here early?’

you noticeably stopped for a second before smiling, eyes shifting from the pot to him

‘i,,, have something to talk about with you’

natsu blinked then leaned against the wall and crossed his arms

‘is it something bad? but youre cooking my favorite so it must be something good. then again, it might be something bad but you want to be on my good side so youre bribing me with-’

‘natsu’

you softly called out to him and he stopped

you turned off the stove and shuffled to the side so you could stand in between his legs

no words were said as a sad look passed your eyes and you cupped his face, looking at him

‘youve grown so much, natsu. ma is sorry that she wasnt here to watch you grow. can you forgive me?’

natsu let out a confused sound and he placed his hands on top of yours from his face then quirked an eyebrow

‘ma, whats going on?’

he slowly asked

you continued to look through every feature of your son and grimaced slightly as his father’s stood out much more than you thought

‘come. lets eat while we talk’

dinner was tense

it was more of the tension coming from you and natsu being so worried and confused that he couldnt even eat his favorite

suddenly, he slammed his chopsticks to the table, fed up with the silence and genuinely worried by your behavior

‘ma, tell me whats wrong’

you winced and swallowed before shakingly placing your own utensils down and looking at a stain on the table from when he was 5 and accidentally spilled dye from his tye-dye activity

‘natsu, i,,,’

you drifted off but he gestured for you to continue

‘first off,,, i want you to know that i love you and that i only want what’s best for you. second,,, i hope you will go through with this because i,,, dont want you to bear this,,, this grudge for the rest of your life’

‘am i adopted?’

he demanded but you looked at him in shock

‘what? no! we literally have the same hair color and eyes, dumpling!’

then he let out a relieved sigh

‘thats the worst thing i thought of so i feel better now. come on, hit me’

you chuckled but went back to talking

‘your father,,, wants to meet you’

nope, that was actually the worst thing he heard

‘father? what, father?’

he couldnt stop the venom that dripped from his words and you flinched because you knew he would act like this

‘we bumped into each other at the airport,,,, he told me about,,, wanting to meet,, you’

you mumbled, now concentrating at your laced fingers

‘well, you can tell him to fck off because the feeling’s not mutual’

natsu growled then continued shoveling down his rice but you reached out and softly placed a hand on his arm and sent him a pleading look

‘darling, i-,,, i dont want to do this either. but this hatred for him-your anger- i dont want you to live with this! this might not show now but it will affect you in the future with a-a future family! he will drag you down but if you just--- just talk to him once! just once-’

natsu banged a fist on the table and you gasped at the sudden sound

‘HE WANTED YOU TO KILL ME’

he shouted, anger and rage reeking from his spot across you

‘HE LEFT YOU TO FEND FOR YOURSELF BECAUSE HE WAS TOO MUCH OF A DAMN COWARD TO OWN UP TO A CHILD HE HELPED MAKE. OH SO WHAT- ALL BECAUSE HE JUST WANTED TO SCREW? A FUN TIME THEN THROW YOU-US- AWAY? NAH, MA, WHY THE HELL WOULD I WANT TO MEET SOMEONE WHO NEVER WANTED ME IN THE FIRST PLACE?’

you gulped because right now, you were able to see the similarity to his father

‘he just wants to see you-to talk to you’

‘BUT WHAT ABOUT ME? I DONT WANT TO SEE HIS FCKING FACE BECAUSE IF I DO, I MIGHT PLUMMET HIM TO THE GROUND’

‘natsu, please stop yelling at me’

you pleaded and he stared at you angrily but turned his gaze back to the chicken bites

‘every thought of him makes me angry so if i see him, i will lose every control i have. hes nothing but a stranger to me-wait, no, hes like dirt that deserves nothing but bad luck to come his way. its either he wanted me or cant have me. and he chose wrong so hes going to have live with it for the rest of his life and pretend i dont even exist. and thats that’

you ran your hands on your face then closed your eyes

‘natsu, you dont understand, we-- we were children! i was still a student! we didnt know,, we didnt know anything about babies! i-i feel like shite because i brought upon this rage in you towards him, your father! i want to make things right! to make peace!’

‘DO YOU THINK I NEVER SAW THE TIMES YOU SAT ON THIS SAME FCKING TABLE, LOOKING AT THE BANK ACCOUNT AND CRYING BECAUSE WE WOULDNT HAVE ENOUGH FOR FOOD TOMORROW? OR-OR WHEN YOU BEGGED-BEGGED- YOUR BOSS FOR MORE SHIFTS SO YOU COULD MAINTAIN A ROOF OVER OUR HEAD? YOU THINK I DONT SEE THAT SHITE?! BECAUSE I DO! I SEE IT AND IT STILL GIVES ME NIGHTMARES TO THIS DAY BECAUSE I COULDNT DO ANYTHING TO HELP YOU! I JUST SAT THERE AND LET YOU SUFFER IN SECRET BECAUSE I WAS JUST A CHILD! AND DO YOU KNOW WHO’S AT FAULT WITH ALL OF THIS?! HIM! HES THE REASON WHY YOU SHED EVERY BLOOD, EVERY SWEAT, AND EVERY TEAR! ITS BECAUSE OF HIM I NEVER SEE YOU BECAUSE YOURE BUSTING YOUR ASS AT WORK FOR ME! ITS BECAUSE OF HIM THAT I PLAY LIKE MY LIFE DEPENDS ON IT SO I CAN BE SCOUTED AND EARN MONEY FOR US IN THE FUTURE! HIM! ALL HIM!’

angry tears were falling down his face and you stood up to hold him but he shot up

‘natsu-baby-please calm-’

‘WHO DOES THAT TO A CHILD’

his voice cracked and he hiccuped

‘IT DIGUSTS ME THAT I SHARE THE SAME BLOOD AS HIM AND I AM MADE WITH 50% OF HIM! AND I SEE THAT LOOK IN YOUR EYES BECAUSE I REMIND YOU OF HIM, DONT I? I HATE THAT! HE DID THAT TO YOU!’

you held on to him and tried to tell him to calm down because you knew how distructive he could be

‘I HATE HIM. AND I CANT BELIEVE YOURE TRYING TO CONVINCE ME TO SEE HIM. HOW COULD YOU’

maybe it mustve been the stress from midterms and the competitions but his heart was hammering and he could see nothing but red and feel nothing else but anger running through his veins

‘no, dumpling, youre misunderstanding because i-’

but he swatted your hand away, eyes staring at his shoes

‘i need to get away right now. just- i’ll be at katsuki’s house. dinner was good so thanks’

he mumbled and rushed to the hallway, picking up his gym bag and quickly slipping on his shoes

you ran to the door and held on to him

‘natsu we can talk this out! please! dont go! just stay-’

he shut his eyes to calm himself down before turning and giving you a soft kiss on your forehead

‘ill be back tomorrow. just let me go blow off some steam, kay, ma?’

but he didnt even give you an answer because he was already out the door

the walk from his apartment complex to katsuki’s house should’ve only taken nearly 10 minutes but he was so pre-occupied and distracted that he ended up missing the turns and ended up in an unfamiliar street

based on his surroundings, he was in the city but he remained his gaze on his shoes, just walking and walking, not stopping

this caused him to miss the stoplight and he was the only person who continued walking, the shouts and yells from the pedestrians falling deaf on his ears

but it finally opened up with a loud honking and a bright light that made him freeze in shock until it collided with him, sending him flying and falling unconscious

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natsu groaned, not because of the pain but because of the bright light

‘oh god, i died and im going to the light’

he mumbled but a frantic shout made his eyes fully open up

‘NO DONT GO TO THE LIGHT! OH GOD! I JUST KILLED SOMEONE!’

natsu turned to the direction of the voice and he jumped then rolled over to get away but indeed, the pain from the collision stopped him

‘ugh’

he groaned and winced

‘hey, hey, you okay?’

the high-pitched voice asked and natsu raised his head to see the boy with orange hair kneeled down in front of him and hands hovering over him

‘i feel,,, ugh’

natsu sniffed and the boy helped him sit up so he could fully look around

‘where am i?’

he asked and the boy shuffled to kneel down beside him

‘japan. sendai. oh, im hinata shoyo by the way! so sorry i hit you with my bike!’

but natsu’s jaw dropped

‘hinata,,, shoyo?’

his eyes widened and he completely forgot about the pain as he stood on his feet, pointing at the tangerine

‘OLYMPICS!’

he shouted and he was getting scared, eyes drifting to everywhere and pacing in circles

‘did i,,,, no, that doesnt happen. damn izuku wouldnt shut up about doctor who. its not possible, just not! right?!’

hinata was now panicked and thought he really messed up the guy in the head because the h/c boy was now walking in circles, murmuring angrily, and face switching expressions every millisecond

‘oh my god, i need to take you to the hospital! i messed you up!’

hinata frantically grabbed his phone but natsu jumped and grabbed the device

‘no. no, its fine. i just-,,,, i dont remember anything’

natsu played and hinata’s eyes got even wider

‘OH MY GOD I REALLY DID SOMETHING WORSE!’

but natsu placed his hands on his idol’s shoulders to calm him down

‘no hospital, no needles, no medics. just,,, call your emergency contact or something’

it was quite funny that the victim had to console the cause of the accident but hinata nonetheless complied and hit the call button

‘your mom?’

natsu asked but hinata shook his head

‘no. my team manager, l/n y/n. she’d know what to do’

but natsu’s brain exploded

‘l/n,,,, y/n?’

my ma?

oh god i really did mess up

this is going to be a whole mess and i can already feel it but yanno what? imma just go with the flow and go through with your guys’ thoughts and ideas so in a way, you can control (??) the story?? idk i really dont know what im doing but i just needed to put this into writing bc ive been thinking about it since i woke up. also, do you think i should write this in a headcanons way or normal writing way?

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loser-writings · 4 years

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May i request for alpha s/o coming home from a really bad mission to omega toshinori, and omega endeavor, and asking to cuddle and enjoy their omega's scent

Hey! I gotta apologize because I just couldn’t think of anything for omega! Endeavor at the moment, so I only wrote for Toshi. I hope you don’t mind but I swear that I’ll get to writing more Omega endeavor shit soon.

O! Toshinori Yagi x A! Hero Reader

Nobody ever mentions the bad parts of being a pro-hero. Seeing children hurt and struggling, seeing people who need help yet can’t get it, and seeing just how people have started relying on heroes for almost everything. Sometimes, all of that comes crashing down on you.

Yet you couldn’t help but feel a wave of relief when you opened the door to your apartment only to notice a soft green tea scent. Toshinori was home and he seemed to be content, and that instantly put your Alpha at ease.

Walking inside, you glance around the living room while discarding your jacket. No sign of your lanky mate. Quietly walking to the bedroom, both the bed and nest were empty yet had been picked up since this morning. You could only grin as you continued looking for your Omega.

You walked past the kitchen, nothing. You walked into the Office, nothing. It didn’t hit where he was until you heard the water running in the bathroom. You felt your alpha perk up as you rushed towards the bathroom, feet still hardly making any noise on the floor.

Once you stood outside the bathroom, the green tea scent seemed stronger than ever. You could only grin as your alpha clawed at your chest, wanting to join your Omega as he prepared a bath. Before opening the door, you knocked to warn your mate that you were there yet it mustve still spooked him cause you could hear his soft panicked chirp.

You peaked in to see him sitting on the floor, candles scattered around him. He had always been a bit picky when it comes to scents, so you assumed he was just trying to think of which ones he wanted to light.

“You okay, Toshi?” You asked, smiling as you moved to join him on the floor. His sharp cheeks were obviously burning a bit darker than he would like them to be, but you could only smile more at them. Making Toshinori blush was something that made your Alpha prideful. Just the fact that you both have been mates for so long, and you still could make him blush made you purr. You noticed how he pouted a little, letting out a soft huff at your light teasing.

“I’m fine...Just thinking about which ones would go together.” You grinned and moved to pick up the one he just sat down before smirking. It was a scentless one.

Sometimes he was just too funny,

“How about we light these,” You shook the white candle in your hand. “And we just enjoy our scents?” The blush was now starting to reach his forehead and he huffed again before moving to press his head into your shoulder. Poor baby got embarrassed so easily sometimes. Your hand moved to wrap around him before you whispered, “Water is still on Toshi. Might want to turn it off before we decide to soak the floors.”

The Omega jumped and quickly moved to turn off the water before testing it with his hand. You could see the steam coming from it so you knew it was pretty damn hot. Once he turned back around, he huffed at your cheeky smile and moved to grab the lighter that was on the counter. “You’ve always been so mean. I swear I can never get a break with you.”

As he placed the lit candles, you moved to put away all of the others that were tossed everywhere. “Well if I didn’t tease you a little, you’d get bored of me,” slipping your arms around his waist, you kissed the bonding mark that was visible because of the large shirt that slipped down his shoulder. “And we both know I can’t have that happening.”

The tea scent got stronger and you could hear the deep purrs coming from his omega. He moved a little to escape your arms before kissing your head. “You’ve never been boring. I can absolutely promise you that. Now uh,” You smirked, seeing the pink returning to his cheeks once again as he got bashful. “Will you?”

“Of course. I need to hold my baby.” You moved to press a quick kiss to his lips before moving to strip yourself of your shirt. As you undressed, Toshinori couldn’t help but get lost in thought after hearing your words, starting to mumble to himself.

“Toshi,” His head shot up. “Just a bad day at work. I’ll explain in the bath, but babe let’s get in there first.” You gave a comforting smile yet his brow only furrowed, able to see it was a little forced.

You both quickly stripped down and got in the tub, relaxing as the hot water did wonders for your aching bodies. Toshi quickly threw the long parts of his hair into a makeshift bun to keep it from getting completely soaked before leaning back against you, humming when he felt your arms slowly wrap around him.

You grinned and moved to shower his neck with kisses, enjoying how he purred and squirmed because of the affection before quickly turning his head to kiss you.

Baths with Toshinori were always oddly comforting, and a bit goofy. I mean...this is a man who had to custom order a bathtub so he could actually fit in it. His lanky limbs never actually stilling, like a child who couldn’t sit still in class. You couldn’t help but chuckle at your thoughts as Toshi pulled away and raised an eyebrow, but quickly laid back down on you.

“So...Do you want to talk about work today?” He asked after a couple of minutes. You could feel his hands gripping at yours and hear the worry in his voice. You only smiled and moved to kiss over his scent gland softly.

“Was it about the school?” he asked cautiously before moving slightly to look at you. “I noticed how there was an attack...but I had to make sure my kids were okay.” He asked softly before moving to snuggle against you more, hoping his scent would start to calm you down.

You slowly started to break in your lovers arms, talking about how you did your best to protect all of the students in the crumbling building, yet one still didn’t make it out. Your omega frowned deeply, wishing he still had his quirk, before he moved to scent you heavily. He cooed to try to calm you down as your scent burned, but he also knew that if he tried to calm you too much, you would only shut down and bottle your feelings up more.

Once the water grew cold, you started calming down. Toshi pulled away from you and kissed your head, quietly wiping your eyes before grinning a little. He knew this pain you were feeling well since even he had bad days where he couldn’t save everybody. It was always much worse when children were involved though. Those days killed his omega the most.

“Hey...Alpha, look at me.” He carefully lifted your head before kissing your cheeks softly. “You did everything that you could, and I’m so proud of you. If you weren’t there, so many other kids would’ve been hurt.” He continued to softly pepper your face with kisses before slowly pulling away once again. “Let’s get out of the bath and make dinner. You did amazing today, so lets relax for the rest of it.” Another quick peck hit your nose before the tall blond moved to blow out the candles and drain the water.

As he did that, you quickly got up and grabbed towels for you both. Toshi slowly stood and grinned, taking the towel to dry himself off before wrapping it around his waist before grabbing your hand to lead you to the bedroom so you both could get dressed.

It was only after the Omega put on his boxers that he felt familiar arms wrap around him. He softly chirped before turning around to hug you back, only grinning bigger when he heard you suggest ordering dinner instead of actually cooking.

You both ended up in Toshinoris nest, turning on the television to watch a movie while waiting for the food to show up at your door.

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thenightowl4l · 3 years

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You guys run for a good minute through the schoolyard durining lunch. It was a beautiful day the sun was shinning, the clouds were fluffy, the sky was a gorgeous light blue, The grass was bright green swaying gently with the cool fresh breeze.''Kuroo come back here i have to tell you something'' you say giggling a little while running towards him out of of breath."No way your just trying to hit me for eating your hot cheeto puffs, im not that dumb" kuroo said yelling while running away from you with a big smiled plastered on his face. He eventually came to a stop when the fences to the school blocked him. he looked right then left in urgency to get away from you before you could catch up to him. His eyes widened at the idea of climbing the fence, he quickly ran up on the metal fence and put his hands and feet into the holes whilst slowly climbing up. out of breath you say "Dont...even ...think... bout it" with your hand resting on his back as your bending down with your other hand on your chest trying to catch your breath."Dang...you caught me,... i guess ill get that beaten then" he said as he jumped off and towered over you with a bright chamring smile on his face. you rose up and looked up to him dead in the face."You got dat right, and you will pay" you smirked and side eyed him while walking behind him slowly his eyes was on you the whole the time as you were doing so. Then suddenly you grabbed the pack of strawberry flavored twistlers that was in the back of his pocket and ran off with it toward the school building laughing angelically."Heyy~ Y/N come back here" he said running after you."Not a chance, You shouldve had never ate my cheetos you know i dont play bout my food, boi." you said while gasping air between each word, you turned around quickly and saw he was on your heels. Your eyes widened you starting squeeling a little as he tackled you "Gently" to the ground with his hands around yours waist. The the schoolyard was full of you and his laughter. you had your eyes closed while laughing whislt he was on top of you giggling a little but also looking at each of your features and thinking how beautiful you are. he loved to hear you laugh it sounded angelic to him, that's why he called you his.."Angel.." Kuroo said looking at your E/C eyes that shimmered slightly due to the reflection of the sun while your curls fell on the ground enhancing your beauty."Hehe...Wassup"

“I-i lov-“

"Y/N girl if you dont wake up, im been trying to wake you up for the past 10mins. You mustve had a good dream, cuz you was knocked OUT man i aint never seen you sleep long. you usually be the one waking me up " Victoria said interuppting your flashback.

"Yea it was a good a dream till you interuppted it before i was getting to the good part" you said slightly annoyed while taking the covers off, rubbing the crust of your eyes and walked towards the bathroom to get ready quickly before the Professor yells at you.

"Aight I see it like dat now, next time your butt in fairy dream land im not waking you up no more, So~ ungrateful...Oh and i put the money i owe you back on your nighstand, ugly" victoria said yelling from the kitchen making some cream of wheat for the both you.

You laughed a little at what she said and responded Saying" Thank you girl, your very much aprreciated'' you say walking out the bathroom and into your side of of the bedroom pulling out clothes from your closet to pick out your outfit the day.

You got dressed, did your hair and walked out the bedroom into the small kitchen.

"So how i look love" you say smiling a little.

"GURLLL~!!!! YOU LOOK GOOD, turn around for me'' you turned slowly then faced her again.

" Yes sis your killing it, loving the fit" Victoria said hyping you up with her hand over her mouth in a circle shape to make her voice sound louder and deeper.

"Thank ya, Thank Ya, hun you look good too sis." you said dancing a little smiling.

"Thank you~ and No problem gurl, you know im your hype girl, so if noone else can do it you know Good and well, im finna do it" she said placing your cream of wheat on the small table in the kitchen.

"im glad i got you as a friend, fattie" you laughed and said

" you don't appreciate me" she said fake crying

"Girl whatever and Thank you for the food" then you prayed before you ate your breakfast.

///(timeskip)

You and Victoria walked in the hallway headed towards your first class. You opened the door and sat down in the very back and victoria sat in front of you.

You placed your bag underneath the table and got out a pen and paper. And started to take the notes the proffesor had on the board.

After an 1hr you went to your next class, but without Victoria because she only had the first class with you. Once you were done with that class you walked to the vending machine, put in the money and pressed some words and numbers and the Hot cheeto puffs fell at the bottom. you bent down and grabbed the chips out of the slot. You stood straight and opened the bag of chips putting one cheeto into your mouth which was hanging half way out. Suddenly you heard some foot steps and giggling, out of curosity you turned around and what you saw shocked you. It was a tall man with messy bed like hair, with hazel eyes. And next to him was a woman with black medium length hair and glasses right beside him with his hand around her waist. You were taken aback it was like you seen him before, but you couldnt really remember. you stand still in the middle of the hall way looking dumb. Staring right at the couple trying to contemplate were you seen this man before. It was like it was in slow motion, him and the girl walked passed you with the cheeto still in your mouth hanging. When suddenly he smiled and laughed at the comment the girl beside him made. His smile is what made you remember who this man was...It was

....Kuroo

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letstalkaboutshtufff · 4 years

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Ivar x reader Close call

Pairing: Ivar x reader

Warnings: mild language, mentions of poison and slavery, I think that's it?

Summary: Reader who's a slave tries to save the king before it's too late.

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Hello my loves! I've recently gotten back into Vikings and wanted to write a little something. Hope you guys like it😚

The great hall was full of life in celebration of some new lands that had been conquered. The ruthless king himself sat on his throne clapping and laughing loudly as the warrior beside him told a crude joke.

You wish you could join them at the table but you were no warrior. Nope life had given you the short end of the straw on that one.

You were just a slave, heck you weren't even an interesting one. Some of your slave friends had managed too woo their masters and be set free with their charming personalities but you weren't bold like them. The boldest thing you've done in your life was sneak some extra portions from the kitchen when no one was looking.

You made your way into the kitchens for the millionth time that night and grabbed some more ready dishes, those warriors ate like starving wolves. The delicious smell of chicken wafted through your nose and you resisted the urge to snatch one up. You hadn't eaten anything since the morning what with everything being so busy preparing and all.

You made your way back into the bustling hall. Setting the down the dishes close to where the king sat. By the gods he was handsome, those blue eyes were like sparkling oceans. Usually you were able to get away with a few glances without him noticing but you must've lingered too long because somehow those ocean eyes were now on you with an eyebrow slightly raised, "Is something on my face slave?"

Shit...

"N-no n-nothing, sorry my king.." you quickly bowed your head down in embarrassment and turned away. An warm hand pulled your arm back before you could run away,

"Make yourself useful and get us some more mead" he ordered.

"Yes my king" you scurried away back to the kitchens, cheeks on fire. Geez what were you?! 12?! If just a little contact made your heart beat so fast and stutter like that, how were you ever gonna get a man.

With a sigh you pushed open the curtain to the kitchen and searched for some bottles.

"Hmm that's strange, someone mustve taken it." You couldve sworn there was a full bottle just a moment ago when you got the dishes.

"Mira do you know where some more bottles of mead are?" You asked one of the other slaves in the kitchen.

"There's more in the back shed! Need help carrying them?" She asked setting down some dirty dishes.

"No I'll be alright!" You smiled and made your way outside. The cool air felt great on your heated skin. It was nice being away from all the noise.

You slid in the slightly open shed door and paused when you saw a brown haired girl standing with her back to you. You heard a quiet clanking noise, like a bottle being shaken, not wanting to startle her you opened the shed door more making a creaking sound.

She jumped visibly and shot around. Eyes slightly wide and a thin layer of sweat on her fore head. She looked panicked for some reason.

"Sorry didn't mean to scare you" you giggled trying to lighten the mood, "Are you alrig-"

"I-I'm f-fine.." The girl quickly turned around, gathered up what appeared to be a bottle, and rushed past you.

Okaaay that wasn't weird at all.. she must be a new slave from the conquerored lands. It wasnt uncommon for the new slaves to be scared at first, especially those taken from their homes. Thinking nothing more of it you quickly grabbed up some bottles, the last thing you wanted was Ivar to be angry at you for taking too long. You'd seen the king slap slaves for far less. You knew you shouldn't have been so infatuated with a man who could be so cruel but by the gods when he smiled your morals flew out the window. You wish you weren't a slave, that way you could've had a chance at least to be his friend. Maybe in another life you would be a powerful shield maiden and he would be enamored by your strength. There were so many scenarios that ran through your mind you could've written a book about them. Hell you could've filled a an entire library with all the situations you've dreamed up. Loneliness and a creative mind are a dangerous combination.

When you walked back into the hall you frowned noticing the girl had given Ivar the bottle instead of you.

Aw man I wanted to do that...with an internal sigh you set the mead at the other end where you noticed it was running low. You wondered how much mead these men could actually drink before they drowned themselves inside out. Speaking of drunk men, it might be helpful for you to try and calm the poor girl down. After all drunk men loved to prey on sacred skittish girls. At least knowing she had someone she could talk too and call a friend might help relax her nerves.

You scanned the room and soon spotted the familiar mop of brown curls hiding behind a pillar.

Poor thing must be terrified. Half her body was concealed and she held her fingers to her mouth, nervously chewing on them. You took a few steps towards her but stopped when you noticed she was staring at something like her life depended on it.

Following her line of vision your eyes landed on the kings laughing form. He was pouring from the new bottle and somehow that made the girl even more nervous. Somethings not right...

You were about to start walking towards her again when she suddenly darted off out of the hall.

You looked back at the king narrowing your eyes as he lifted the mug halfway.

The pieces began clicking like a puzzle in your mind

A new slave you've never seen before..

The clanking in the shed...

The nervousness...

Oh no...

It was like everything was in slow motion when you dashed across the room like a madman over to where the king was starting to drink. The cup was just barely grazing his lips when you dived onto his lap smacking away the cup onto the floor.

The commotion caught the entire halls attention and your heavy breaths were the only thing that could be heard in the silence.

You were frozen, completely terrified as the situation you were in dawned on you. All eyes were glued to you.

You turned slightly in his lap and met his very shocked and confused eyes. All 2 of your brain cells managed to squeeze out a single word in defense. "P-poison" you whispered and tried to shuffle off his lap, only for him to firmly grab your arms trapping you in place.

He was getting angry now, a dark look swimming across his eyes, "Poison? Explain yourself slave!".

"T-there was a girl- one I hadn't seen before getting your mead from the shed, before I came in she was doing something I couldn't see and she looked frightened, I didn't think anything of it until you were pouring your drink. She was hiding looking at you like her heart was gonna burst, before you lifted the cup she took off outside. I put two and two together and just reacted..it could be nothing but..." you looked over to where his brother ubbe lifted the fallen cup, carefull not to touch any of the fallen liquid. He held it up to his face and looked deeply inside the cup. His eyes narrowed when he spotted something collected at the bottom, "It's true" everyone gasped around the room, Ivar tensed under you. "Theres powder on the bottom".

"Where is this girl you speak of?" Ivar growled, you shivered even though his anger wasn't directed at you, lifting a finger you pointed towards a side entrance, "She ran that way, she was wearing a red dress and had brown curls." Ivar nodded to some guards and they quickly ran in the same direction. "Do not let that bitch escape!" he yelled after them.

You shifted uncomfortably, he still hadn't let you go.

Apparently the girl hadn't gotten far at all because only a few moments later 2 guards had brought the girl in kicking and screaming. "LET ME GO, PLEASE I DIDN'T DO IT" tears were rolling down her face like a waterfall.

Ivar smiled wickedly before loosening his grip.

You immediately got off and watched as he grabbed his crutch. The shaking girl watched in utter horror as he slowly walked towards her like a predator.

"Didnt do it? Didnt do what hmm? Didn't try to poison me?" He knelt down a few inches from her face grabbing her chin with his fingers.

"Shh shhh stop crying, I'm not going to kill you" he caressed her face in a calming motion. The girl started to calm down but you knew what was coming, with a smirk he leaned towards her ear, "I'm going to break you". She thrashed around once more as Ivar got up and ordered the guards to take her to a cell, she fainted and had to be carried out when he said he would be in later to interrogate her. Poor thing, you guessed someone had threatened her because she did not look like a killer. And slaves were an easy target for such schemes.

Once the guards dragged her away Ivar turned to the crowd, "My friends, I believe we were in the middle of a celebration were we not? Bring out fresh mead!" The men cheered and soon the silent hall was once again bustling. You stood there awkwardly by the throne not knowing if you should just leave and get back to work. While you were debating the king turned to you with an amused smile. "What is your name my little hero?" You felt heat rise to your cheeks at the nickname.

"Y/n my king" you bowed slightly.

"Y/n...I believe I owe you a thank you" he walked closer to you which made your heart do a little leap.

"That's not necessary my king I was only doing what anyone would". He laughed and you looked up at him slightly confused. What was funny?

"Believe me when I say there are many who would like nothing more than to see me dead" the thought of that made you very sad.

"Well in any case" he stopped until he was right in front of you, lifting your chin up with a finger "you deserve a reward don't you agree?" The feel of his fingers on you were too good and suddenly words evaded you. All you could do was stare into his devilish eyes and nod slowly.

The Cheshire cat could learn a thing or two from how he was smiling now. Leaning into your ear he whispered "Good, because by the way I've caught you looking at me the past few weeks, I think I know exactly what kind of reward you desire".

Gods help me...

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afterthelastreset · 3 years

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Rules Of One’s Soul Ch 12 A Little Offer P2

(mak belongs to @wasted-church )

"He was rude!"

"He was probably having a bad day. Everyone gets cranky. Hehe. Of course he might even be more cranky once he realizes you took that diamond. "

"He was mean to me....Shiny diamonds mine now!"

The cat chuckled and leaned back in the cushioned armchair as he watched the small child make their way around the room carrying an armfull of trinkets and jewelry they had collected overtime, the newest addition being the decent sized diamond they had somehow snuck out of the glass case from the Hip Shop. The earlier altercation mustve given them enough time to sneak it away. To be honest he was kinda worried about the duke at this point and that was saying alot since he hasn't really worried about anything since Jevil's imprisonment over a hundred years ago, but I digress. Maybe it was because of the whole soul connection or maybe anyone looking as crazy and desperate as the duke was would send anyone worrisome vibes. He shrugged at the thought. It didn't matter. It wasn't any of his business to begin with. If the Duke wished to eat..eck!..worms and candy for the rest of his time off and avoid him for the rest of his life, well then there was nothing he could really do about it. A small pang of sadness rang out in him from his soul at the thought but he shrugged that off. Wasn't really his place really any ways. Jevil was the one to find him first....But then again-

A small smirk appeared on his face. What fun would a game with Jevil be if he gave up this early into the game? It WAS the most fun he's had in a while, but you see there were many ways to play the game. One way were to force your way to the finish line and push your way onto the goal with a few tricks, much like Jevil. Or one could patiently wait for an opportunity and gently but smartly nudge your victory forward to a checkmate. He just had to wait if or when his next turn comes to him....Or a certain worm noble.

The mere thought of the high life stuck up duke on his hands and knees digging around for worms of all things made him chuckle now that the whole ordeal was behind them. He didn't remember the last time he laughed so much. It was fun watching the Duke's strange ways. One moment he was acting like a holier than thou stick in the mud and the next like a confused pup. And a few times a scared mouse. It was quite a sight really-

A small clatter of metal and glass sounded out as Mak clambered up one of the shelves by the fireplace. They disappeared somewhere at the top and didn't come out for a while after. But soon after popped their head back out again.

"Im hungry!"

"You just ate breakfast an hour ago."

"Im hungry again!"

Seam sighed before shaking his head. "Young ones. I will never understand their bottomless appetite."

"Get me food?"

He sighed and slowly leaned away from the softness of the armchair before standing up to his feet. Just as he turned towards the child to ask what they wanted, the familiar flap of the sheap entrance caught his atttention. His ear twitched to the sound and a chuckle escaped his lips. He turned towards the door with a smile like hes always had. Though he was certainly not expecting a visit this soon, but just in case it wasn't really him-

"I really wasn't expecting customers today, Ill be out in a moment!"

"WORM!!", A voice shrilled from the front. Seam smiled knowingly and began his way to the store front," Thou willst commeth out this instant! I shan't be kept waiting for the likes of you!"

He chuckled more as he pulled back the curtain. "I was expecting you, but Im not sure I can wrestle the diamond away....from.."

He stopped in his tracks at the sight before him. Staring back at him wasn't a duke at all. What was staring back at him was an honest to lightner regular-ish looking worm man. He wore the same scowling face as the duke he knew, but this man had his glittering white hair tied back in a messy bun with stray strands drapping around that scowling face. Surpringly he wore no fancy suit, just a plain white shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a dark blue pair of pants. He had to blink a couple times to actually register the sight before him but really focused when Rouxls cleaed his throat.

"Art thou done gawking at mine presence, Worm?"

"Uh....Sure. I just wasn't expecting you so soon...and in such.." He ran his one eye over him again. "Er...Common suit?"

Rouxls scoffed before rolling his eyes and pointing a hand at his face. "I came likest this-" He gestured to himself, "- to not ruin mine good wardrobe whilst in thine dust infected den."

"Oh. Then Ill be right back."

Rouxls gave him a questioning look. "Where art thou going?"

"Well I suppose you want the diamond back."

"What art thou speaking of? I have no need for nay diamond."

"Oh?"

Rouxls rolled his eyes again before pointing down towards the floor. Seam had to lean over the counter to see. By his feet was a decent sized bucket filled with what could only be described as Cleaning supplies and array of sponges and rags alike. He stood there silently for a moment before chuckling again and looking back up at the worm man.

"So you decided to actually take up my offer?"

He huffed. "Only because I amst in desperate needs of funds for mineself. Not because I needs thou's help."

In reality, it really was because he desperately didn't want to be stuck eating worms and fat inducing candy for a whole nother week. Buuuut in order to do that it would require for Seam to help him. Starving hinself was an option but hed rather not hurt himself before actually being able to get back to Lancer. His boy didn't need to see his lesser father desperate and a pile of bones. This was all for Lancer....It definitely didn't have anything to do with the way his soul kept thumping at the mere smile of the raggedy cat in front of him. Or his chuckling. Or the fact that the old cat may have been a pain but actually was the only one thus far to offer any help what so ever-

STUPID SOUL!! Stop!!

Seam chuckled but was glad none the less that the duke had decided to accept his offer."Of course not. "

"Good! Now thou shall standeth aside and lettest me do mine work!"

With a chuckle Seam gestured to the shop area before them and smiled. "It's all yours my friend. But please, mind the wares. Some are more old and brittle like myself."

"*hmph* Just keepest thineself and that little beast out of mine way!" He huffed and reached down to grab the bucket, but paused for a moment before looking back to the cat with a questioning look. "Speaking of which, where is that little menace?"

"Oh, Mak? They're probably eating that candy stash again-"

"N-Nay! I meaneth thee.." His eyes glanced around real quick. "-other one."

"Oh. You mean Jevil?" Rouxls gave a grimace and he chuckled. "You don't have to worry about him. He leaves early in the morning and doesn't return until almost eight o'clock.Hehe. Most likely entertaining the prince. By the speed in which you do things, I think you don't have to worry too much." He mumbled something to himself but went back to the supplies and picked them up. Seam tilted his head at him- "Would you like a hand there, friend?"

"Yes actually. Thou needs to vacate thine area immediately! I shant have any distractions!"

Seam hummed. "Are you kicking me out of my home? Isn't that illegal to do Duke?,

Rouxls shot him an annoyed look at the question. "Worm! I can't have thee waltzing around thine home whilst I cleanest it!"

"You're cleaning my whole home? I-...I hadn't really intended on that. Just the sheap front will suffice-"

"NAY!" The bucket was slapped down onto the counter making it's contents shuffled around inside it. A blue hand was pointed at his face inches away from his nose. "If I amst to clean mine mate's home correctly then thou art to gettest out until I amst finished. I tire of thine home's foul smell."

The cat didnt even flinch but instead remained frozen for a moment as the blue man still stood there staring intently at him. For a few seconds neither moved, that was until Seam blinked and slowly gave a chuckle. Making Rouxls raise an eyebrow.

"What tis thou fining so funny?"

"Oh nothing. I just wonder."

"About....what?"

A sly smile snuck across his face and he chuckled again. "Oh nothing you should worry about. But I do wonder what I should do in the mean time? Not alot for me to do anynore."

Rouxls groaned before placing one hand on the bucket. "I shant care." He then grabbed it into his arms. "Just leaveth and stay somewhere else whilst I getteth this over with."

"Are you sure about that statement?"

"Yes! Doth thou wantest me to do this or art thou stalling for amusement?"

Seam held his paws up in defence at the duke's angered and annoyed face. "Ok. Hold on one moment. Mak might be convinced by something, makes my job easier-"

"Yes, yes." Rouxls waved him off dismissively as he turned his attention to the rest of the, in his words, sloppy excuse of a home let alone a shop. He made a disgusted look not even trying to hide the fact of what he was thinking. "How can thou stand this filth?"

There wasn't an answer as Seam had already left for the back, leaving Rouxls to grumble to himself. It wasn't too long before the tall cat came out from the back with the small bat child floating about him. The two gave the already busy duke mumbling to himself and Seam had to grab the child as they reached their hands out for the shining white mass of hair-

"No. That's not what I meant."

"But I want the shiny stuff-"

"Not that." Rouxls gave a questioning look over his shoulder just as Seam was moving the bat creature over to his other side, before placing them down and nudging them towards the store exit. "Now run off and behave yourself."

Rouxls watched as with a huff the child stomped their way off to the front. The tent like cover making a flapping noise as they left. With a sigh Seam turned to the worm still staring at him.

"I dont suppose you would be willing to let me help you-"

"Uh...N-Nay! I wantest to finish and leaveth as soon as possible!" He again pointed to the door. "Now if thou please."

"Ok. I get the picture. But if you should change your mind-"

"Yes, yes." He waved off the notion and turned back to his work. "Leaveth mineself to thine peace worm!"

Seam chuckled again before turning his own body to the door, but not leaving without relaying a past notion. "Very well. Then I leave you to cleaning your 'mate's' home duke."

Rouxls mumbled to himself again but paused and turned to look back at the cat just as he ducked out the door. Leaving a mildly bewildered duke.

#seam x jevil #jevil x seam #jevil x rouxls #rouxls x jevil #rouxls kaard x seam #rouxls x seam #rouxls kaard x jevil #Nosuit #seaxls #rouxlvil #rouxvil #jeam #seavil #Deltarune #Rouxls Kaard #Jevil #Seam

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wolferals · 4 years

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💋DRUNK💋

arón piper preference

!SMUT WARNING!

-„no dont!“ your drunk self yelled at your best friend when she opened the door to your apartment

-„arón is home right?“ she asked to which you just nodded while stumbling inside

-„yup my bubba is here. Let me see him.“

-she rolled her eyes at you and dragged you to your room

-in the hallway you bumped into Arón who was wearing jeans and a black oversized shirt

-his hair was messy

-you being super drunk you didnt really care at all

-you just slurred a loud:“heeey!“

-„can you please take her to bed? I need to help another friend out at the party; she‘s downstairs and i had to lock her in the car.“ your friend spoke to Arón

-you basically fell into his arms making him say:“oh jeez

y/n.“

-„sure thanks for taking her here. Ill take over.“

-your friend then left, leaving you alone hanging onto arón like a monkey

-„alright come on. Lets go to bed honey.“

-he grabbed you under your arms and pulled you into your bedroom making you sit on your bed

-but since you couldnt hold yourself up really, you fell back, your head hit the pillow

-„ill bring you some water. Stay.“ arón spoke and ran to the kitchen just to return with a big bottle of water

-„thank you arónyy.“ you laughed, grabbing the bottle

-you chugged some of the water while arón was sitting by your bed, making sure you dont drown while drinking

-„goodnight y/n.“ he then smiled and placed a kiss on your forehead

-„nighty night my little princey.“

-he chuckled at you before closing the door, leaving you in your dark bedroom

-at some point you woke up in the middle of the night and sat up right

-you noticed you were still wearing your red knee long skirt and the black lacy top from the party

-after a quick glance at the clock you noticed it was only 3am, you mustve gotten home around 11 or so because the alcohol kicks really fast and you usually don’t remember shit

-the last thing you remember was talking to arón on the phone before the first round of shots had arrived

-fuck

-you slowly got up and still kind of stumbled to the kitchen

-you could think normally again, it was still all a little weird tho

-when you walked through the hallway you could see that there was still light in Aróns room

-so you decided to ask him how and when you got home

-slowly you knocked, getting a yes from him

-„hey sleepyhead, you good?“ he chuckled when you entered the room

-he was laying there

-in just some jeans

-no shoes, no socks and most importantly no shirt

-he looked fucking hot

-and whatever happened to your brain that second, you wanted to touch him

-one part of your brain told you to stop those thoughts but the dominant one decided that you were going to get this guy tonight

-„hey.“ you replied and made your way up to the bed

-„whats up?“ he asked and put his phone down

-you sat on the bed and cockily said:“i was just bored. Cant sleep, mind spending some time together?“

-he nodded and leaned back, making his abs rock hard

-„how are you feeling?“ he then asked

-your half drunk self slowly crawled over to straddle his lap

-you could feel the cold metal of his belt touching your panties

-giving you shivers down your spine

-„what do you think you‘re doing?“ he laughed and you caught him looking down your cleavage

-and you caught him biting his lip

-thats how you knew this boy was hungry as well

-„nothing.“ you answered in a sweet innocent voice

-„y/n we‘re friends and you‘re drunk. Come on.“ he grabbed you by the waist to push you off of him but then stopped himself and looked down at his own hands

-„you got a... nice body.“ he stuttered

-did you really make him stutter?

-„you think?“ your cocky self replied while running your fingers over his naked chest

-„you too papi.“

-he bit his lip again

-„you really wanna do that?“

-you just nodded at him

-as fast as he could he opened his belt, throwing it onto the ground

-„mhm.“ you moaned when you saw his big bulge

-„like what you see babe?“ he asked

-his voice was deeper than before

-and he sounded fucking desperate

-horny as fuck

-„just fuck me please.“ you whispered in his ear after licking down his neck

-„hm my pleasure.“ he spoke and grabbed the hem of your panties, pulling them down your legs

-„damn you‘re so fucking sexy.“ he groaned when he saw your wet pussy glistening in the dim light

-„ride me hun.“ he then demanded to which you followed his instructions

-after he put on a condom you slowly slid down his shaft

-he moaned out in pleasure, his head falling back against the headboard

-„fuck.“ you just let out once all of him was inside of you

-„ride me.“ was the only thing he was able to say when you started moving your hips up and down his cock

-his hands were gripping into your flesh that it almost hurt

-you didnt mind though

-it felt too good fucking him

-his cock was thicker and longer than you had expected

-you had known he was big but since your sober self is a good girl that would never sleep with someone they dont love, you denied thinking like this

-and now that his cock was making you moan out loud, made you realize that maybe you liked him more than expected

-„fuck yes like that.“ he moaned super loud, almost screaming

-„ya you like it?“ you asked rocking your hips back and forth

-„mhmm.“ he moaned while biting his lower lip hard

-„kiss me.“

-he looked at you for a second before he grabbed your head and placed a hard kiss on your lips

-it felt good to kiss him

-his lips were swollen from all the biting

-and you probably tasted like alcohol still

-„ah come on.“ he then said and flipped you over in a swift motion

-so that now he was on top of you, looking deep into your eyes

-while fucking your roughly

-making you scream

-he held onto you as his cock was moving in and out of you

-„you‘re so wet fuck baby.“ he groaned and leaned his forehead against your clothed boobs

-„arón im gonna cum.“

-he nodded and the grabbed your face with one hand

-„look at me when you cum. Dont look away.“

-he eventually started kissing you again

-you made out while you were getting closer and closer

-when he felt you clenching around him he let go of you and turned your head to make you look right into his eyes

-„cum for me. Cum.“

-that threw you over the edge and you tried to look at him throughout our orgasm was hitting you

-„fuck i wish you could see yourself. So hot, qué bonita.“ he groaned and then you felt his hot cum fill you up

-quickly you grabbed his ass, pushing his dick inside of you even farther

-„ahh fuck.“ he screamed before falling down on top of you, panting

-„that was fucking good.“ he whispered when he was still trying to catch his breath

-„i know.“ you laughed and hugged his upper body with both your hands

-then he finally looked at you again

-„on the one hand i dont want you to remember this tomorrow because you‘re drunk and all but also i do want you to remember because i wanna know what you‘re thinking.“

-you smiled at him and answered:“Trust me, i wanna remember too.“

#elite #cute #preference #aronpiper #omander #aronxreader #ander #preferences #smut

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cryptidprimalslayer · 3 years

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Precipice Pt. 1: Rak’Tika

this is Ney’s time in the First so uhh spoilers for essentially the entirety of SHB.

You know the saying too much of a good thing is a bad thing? this is one of those moments. this is the exact definition of that saying. all this damn white bullshit and blankness. i hate everything. i hate sineaters, i hate doing things against my will. i wanna rip his ears off and feed them to the Lightwardens. he could’ve just brought me but no he had to bring her and him and the other who i swear i dont know how he got here. really i dont like anyone here and i’d like to leave with my unwilling party like yesterday. but things can never be easy and i have to do my worst nightmare; play the hero successfully. the Scions wouldve been a better group then me, more willing. like of all the things that couldve happened to me. whatever, it is what it is. lemme just go find someone then.

i couldn’t take one step out of the Crystarium without immediately having ten things on my ass tryna kill me. i outran them and finally arrived in someplace different. it was a forest again swarming with things that wanted to kill me but i dispatched them with medium effort. this Light is really killing my eyes. granted i live in a perpetually overcast environment but beggars can’t be choosers. i was walking along looking but not looking for ay signs of life when i came across an abandoned settlement. it looked burnt down as well. Ah the unwanted memories...... i blinked and suddenly i was surrounded. funny i didn’t even hear them approach. “it’s alone we can take it!” an arrow cut through the air and lodged into my thigh. i heard two different cries as i fell to my knees. one was mine and the other must’ve been these people’s leader cause they all stood down. i heard this one approach this time as i was focused on my new accessory. then they started to speak, well yell was more accurate, at the people.

“who fired that arrow?...... i said WHO FIRED THE ARROW?!” i looked up in time to see everyone flinch then an Miqo’te, or i guess Mystel here, raised their hand slowly. the man walked over to them and then smacked them in the face. that gauntlet probably leaves a nice mark. “I distinctly remember saying let me see what it is when you reported you found something unusual. tell me does that look like a sineater to you?” he facepalmed then walked up to me helping me to my feet; i had already dislodged the arrow and did my best to close the wound.

“Lovely group ya got here man. i can tell we’ll get along just fine.” he rolled his eyes and cleaned up my shotty healing job; though his wasn’t entirely perfect either, he’s no white mage.

“C’mon i’ll show you to our camp.” he held my arm as we slowly made our way to their humble home. that hurt more then it should, i feel like lead tryna hold myself upright and walk. he mustve noticed it as well since he stopped and picked me up with an inaudible grumble. there was of course pain in my thigh but it was spreading like fire in my veins. i’m embarrassed to say i blacked out while being carried. How weak this makes me look. i believe i was in and out of consciousness a few times, one was the pace was now running instead of walking, second was being taken into a house and laid on a bed, the last was several people standing over me. i’m unsure how much time was passed after that, with this eternal light and all. i sat up, pushing the handmade blanket off of me and looked around. i saw my rapier propped against the bedframe and a vacant chair at my bedside. how long was i out? “how hard have you been pushing yourself Ney? after we absolved the poison you passed out again and it’s been two days since you first came to these woods.” the voice came from the door so i looked up and saw him.

“why is this any of your concern hm? i dont recall my mother being a Dark Knight. You shouldn’t have let me sleep that long then if you’re so concerned.”

He let out a aggravated huff and came over, sitting backwards in the seat and staring at me. “I let you sleep that long because i was that concerned like it or not. You’re pushing yourself to exhaustion then not giving yourself enough rest before doing it all over again. you will keel over eventually Ney, i know you know this.” i dont have my other arm to cross them so i just looked away with a huff of my own. he responded by grabbing my chin and forcing me to look him in the eye. i always did find them an odd shade, never certain if they were entirely silver or slightly yellowish. “You just don’t get it do you? People are going to care about you regardless of your shoving them away.”

“It’s only because i’m-”

He actually stood up and hurled the chair at the wall, pulled me to my feet holding me by my shoulders; giving me a good shake. “FUCK THE TWELVE NEY IM NOT TALKING ABOUT THEM.” i’ve never heard someone get so passionate about someone else’s lifestyle. not even Hien gets this loud when annoyed with my self care methods. “Fuck your crystal of light, fuck the echo fuck everything you think people only care about you for. i’m talking to Ney Tswarri the Viera in front of me, not the primal slayer i hear about every other day.” i’m gonna save you the trouble and just say he yelled at me a lot more about how i need to care about myself and then a few holes in the walls and some broken furniture later he composed himself and gave me some food. i was under the impression he’d force feed me this stew so i ate it slowly. i had to eat until i was full then and only then was i allowed to make small talk with him. “It’s been five years i believe since i first came here. i’ve done what i can for these people but it’s clear a white mage would’ve been more useful.” then become a white mage is that so hard? he talks of the sineaters and a possible Lightwarden nearby according to some rumors. i was sitting during all of this so i stood then promptly fell on my face.

“Did you really have to remove my leg as well?” i pulled myself into a sitting position and scanned the room for my leg. so you wouldn’t immediately run off and get yourself killed without proper knowledge or preparations, honestly fuck you man; it’s like you want to stay or some shit.

“it’s also nighttime so back to bed with you.” Fray went over to the thrown chair and collected it, setting it by my bed to sit guard. Guess there’s always wait for him to fall asleep and look for the leg later. i pulled myself into bed and rolled towards the wall so he couldn’t see if i was asleep or not. “And actually sleep Ney......please.” but im not tired i literally just woke from a two day slumber.

They don’t know the reason i dont sleep much or at all is i cant let the nightmares find me cause then there’s no chance of sleeping again. they just so happened to find me this night and i woke in a cold sweat convinced the house was on fire, tumbling outta bed. “Hey whoa there. it was a nightmare you’re fine now. see look nothing’s different then it was. you’re fine. i’m fine. there’s no fire.” so i talked in my sleep did I? we stayed seated on the floor, the blanket tangled still around my legs while i tried to calm myself back down. “i know you don’t want to but i need you to try and sleep again. it’s the middle of the night.”

when i woke next, i can only assume it’s morning, i found we were still on the ground but we had shifted to leaning against the bed. i had been resting on a pillow placed in his lap with a blanket over me, as well as his arm resting at my chest. i guess i’m staying then, enjoy the quiet hours.

#ffxiv #fray myste #i'm going to care for you on purpose #love yourself this is a threat #kinda mama bear

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muchinery · 5 years

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SO uhh a long time ago i made ocs and created a world around them and like a month ago or two i decided to share it with my discord server, I fully drawn everything I’ve worked on, for us to make weird ideas and ocs together to kinda fill that world \o/ so heres a large pile of all of what ive drawn

and under the cut is the full info about the world and the organizations above, a lot of it is explained in points tho (note that im not a good writer and neither is English my first language 💦)

The world has ended decades ago, by a nuclear war that has gone wrong - an easy way to explain post apocalyptic worlds i know. The air is polluted , resources are scarce , however technology is slowly evolving. Humanity has almost gone extinct, only the immune and strong has survived and repopulated the lands. The pollution has created an even bigger problem- Mutants. Mutants are former humans which their genes werent strong enough to over come the pollution and has started mutating and changing. The immune has jet black hair, mutants how ever, are born with white silky hair. The lucky ones are born like any other person, a healthy looking baby. the least lucky ones either die right away, eat their mother still in the womb, born deformed or sick. Most mutants no matter how they were born are weak, and are cursed to be hungry almost all of the time, its hard to satisfy their system as it requires a lot of sustenance. their body deforms as they grow up, struggling to survive and affects their appearance whether internal or external. when their body is exposed to high stress , mutants tend to lose themselves , deform beyond imagination, lose every bit of humanity and go feral. their hunger grow stronger and theyre no longer just mutants, theyre hunters. They prey on the healthy humans and they dont seem to stop, ever. Luckily - The world has been brought to order by an organization a man single-handedly built up from the ground. The Corvusalus The Corvusalus work to cleanse the earth from mutants, leaving only immunes around. they want immediate extermination and has a big army that spreads around and kills any reminiscent to a mutant.

Runs whatever left of the world by dictatorship

Religious - One Eyed Crow

Considered Ruthless

Lawful evil Troops

Trained since young age

very agile and efficient Leader - The dictator

Everyone's leader

Owns you

No one seen his face or family

Endless rumors like- he's a mutant himself, his daughter is a mutant, is he a he anyway ?? Lots of questions

Plays god Uniform

They wear a lot of black rubber and fake leathers

rocking black and white colors with red goggles

Plague masks - resembles your rank, the bigger the higher.

The opposing organization however - Mutiny Mutiny stands united with mutants and humans to save as many lives as they can

strives to get hold of most of the resources around

everyone's enemy

don't take kindly to immunes unless proven themselves (followed by previous back stabs)

literally runs like a gang

chaotic neutral Members -

consists mostly mutants but has a handful of immunes too working along side them

most mutant members despise immunes , some are hostile Leader - commander Brighton

shady af.

can't walk or run on his own, he wants to fight with everyone but is stopped by them for his handicap

a sarcastic goon

insanely smart and cunning

owns the nickname chicken leg Uniform- None they wear what ever they want, it's very easy to tell if you're a mutant by color of your hair, However that just might be their downfall, they're too trusting of other mutants.

Another organization strives to fix the world, so this whole mutant vs humans wouldnt be a problem. they try and fix both mutants and the enviroment , i give you - Spero

Spero believes theres still hope

claims to be everyone's ally

everyone hates them.

questionable morals - no regard to human/mutant lives if it's for science

Lawful Neutral Workers -

Sterile, Hygienic

Food chain - Scientists, Data collectors, Test subjects

Mostly immunes. if youre a mutant everyone are sus of you, and the leader mustve seen your full potential to even be here Leader - Fiora

Head Scientist

Soft spoken, patient

Would sacrifice her own family for science ( she did )

has one sibling left - Martz, in which they both know theyre smarter than Fiora, but Martz keeps a lowkey since theyre lazy af.

Last but not least Immunes are humans that have strong genes that withstand the pollution and possibly many other things. They have the longest life span ranging from 30-50 Has jet black hair.

Organizations vs Immunes Corvusalus : Immunes are untouchable by the corvusalus, but are to bend down to their rules. Immune that works with mutants is to be executed Mutiny : Immunes are hunted by monstrosities and a lot of times mutants that are just - sooo damn hungry. Immunes that seek justice fight for the Mutiny. Spero : Immunes can easily join Spero to help and "save the world". But if you're not very helpful you're to become a test subject and get exposed to horrible experiments.

FAQS

Any more groups? god countless, please feel free to create your own

Do i have to belong to a group? NO! you can be in between, you can be double heck triple agent? traitors ??? were all struggling to survive can mutants dye their hair? Rarely! their hair is silky and dye doesnt seem to stick on ? tho a scientist can come up with a special formula (going against spero) for them guess we'll see bout that

can immunes dye *their own* hair Yeah but it'll never be identical to mutant's , guess we'll depend on science huh

can immune become mutant? A lot of failed experiments by spero has doomed a lot of immunes, many are put down but few had escaped before.

THANKS FOR READING i doubt anyone did worth the shot

#my art #oc #1 fucked up world #is the name of it #yan #corvusalus #spero #mutiny #not gonna tag every oc in there hahh #doodles #concept

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mianix · 5 years

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Gift Fic for FoxHughesArt ~ “PDA at the DPD”

My very good friend FoxHughesArt just posted their first Reed900 artwork and was kind enough, since they knew Reed900 is my fandom love, to share the WIP with me before they posted the final piece. I was so inspired, I had to write something for them and this is it.

Alex ~ thank you so much for chatting with me over the last couple of months. For letting me chatter on when I’m sad and letting me do the same for you. Your art is lovely and inspiring ~ Just like you. 💙

“PDA at the DPD”

As they walked into the DCPD, Nines felt anticipation.

Gavin had once told him this particular part of his day was better than his morning coffee. They would get up, feed the cat and carry about getting ready for work as any working partners might do if they found themselves staying over with one another. But the moment they found a vacant elevator, there was electricity in the air between them.

Gavin liked a bit of pretense and Nines indulged him in this, because it seemed to end in benefit for them both.

“Fuckin’ thing follows me everywhere.” Gavin said annoyedly to the officer who checked them through the security gate. Nines remained silent, watching, as usual. Gavin turned to him. “What are you looking at RoboPrick?”

“A middle aged man with a smoking addiction, foul mouth and a receding hairline.” Nines replied simply. He saw Gavin blush, his eyes narrow and Nines felt a small twinge of victory at catching the Detective off guard. He enjoyed teasing him and found Gavin liked to be teased in more ways than just verbally. Nines opted to walk through the terminal, ignoring Gavin as he did and it had the calculated effect. He could feel Gavin’s eyes on him as they came to the elevator doors and he felt static run through his skin.

Nines stepped inside and felt Gavin’s eyes watching him still as he turned and casually pressed the button that would take them to the homicide department. The Detective’s heart rate was elevated and that made his bio components hum sweetly. The moments ticked by as the doors slowly shut and the moment they did the two found themselves tangled in one another.

Gavin pushed Nines against the wall, kissing him deeply with a measured grin on his face. Nines let him lead, because it seemed to please him so early in the morning, but he also knew once they were done for the day it would be Gavin submitting to him.

And they loved their routine… Oh yes.

“Did you really mean that shit about my hair?” Gavin asked in between deep, messy kisses. He was grinning though, good humored about the jab at his ego.

“Only about 84 percent.” Nines replied and Gavin pulled back to narrow his eyes at him. Nines only leaned in and whispered against his swollen lips “Any hair loss can probably be attributed to me, Detective.” Nines continued as he wound his fingers into Gavin’s hair and pulled back, getting a startled gasp, then grin from him as he leaned down and kissed him slowly and calculating.

“Keep that shit up an we’ll be-” Gavin began, but was cut off as the elevator stopped prematurely.

Without warning, the elevator doors opened and they were able to right themselves before an interloper from another floor stopped their progress. Nines was able to easily compose himself, but Gavin looked so flustered the officer who entered had given him an odd look.

“What the fuck you looking at?” Gavin had barked, face reddening further. The man turned away and the three stood awkwardly as the elevator ascended again.

Nines cast his eyes sideways and saw Gavin’s hand mere inches from his own. A new idea formed and he reached out to take hold of it, only for Gavin to snatch it away. Nines raised an eyebrow at him and noted Gavin looked annoyed, shaking his head at him, then indicating the officer in front of him.

Gavin waited till the officer exited to his floor and the elevator began its ascension before turning to Nines.

“Don’t do shit like that in front of people.”

“I’m not allowed to hold your hand or I’m just not allowed to do it in front of co-workers now?” Nines asked and felt annoyed either way.

“We work here. It’s unprofessional.” Gavin mumbled, face still red from the make out session they had just had. Nines narrowed his eyes at him.

“You didn’t seem to share this same opinion a moment ago when you were letting me sample the coffee from the back of your tongue.” Nines replied and felt a small victory at the vivid blush that overcame the Detective’s face at these words.

“That’s different. No one can see us in here.”

At this, Nines stared at him pointedly, but Gavin was avoiding his eyes now.

A part of Nines knew, of course, that this shouldn’t be bothering him near as much as it actually was. This was their workplace, after all and public displays of affection weren’t exactly encouraged. But a simple hand hold behind a person’s back who wouldn’t even notice?

He thought often about moments like this one where he was denied simply because it proved inconvenient for the Detective. No matter his own personal wants. He’d caved in pursuit of a happy medium, because he knew that Gavin wouldn’t. He never did. Nines was tired of it.

Gavin must’ve noticed the shift in mood, because he leaned forward and put his hand to Nines’ face to draw him back to him. Nines only stared, unaffected when Gavin leaned in and tried to kiss him.

“I’m sorry, Detective. But as a place of business, such actions would be highly inappropriate.” Nines said evenly, almost robotically.

“Are you serious?” Gavin asked as he pulled back a ways. But the answer was plain as day on Nines face. “Whatever.”

Gavin turned and shoved his hands into his jacket pockets as they made their way to their floor. Once the doors opened he didn’t even wait for Nines as he stepped out. Nines figured Gavin might throw a tantrum about this, as he usually did when he didn’t get his way, but there was no way he was going to be the one to cave this time. In fact, as he saw Connor walking over to him, he decided that there was a much better alternative at hand.

“Everything okay, Nines?” Connor asked, side glancing Gavin who walked by him without a word.

“Of course. Do you have a minute? I’d like to go over a case with you before I get started on my own daily briefing.”

“Sure thing.” Connor replied, but Nines knew that Connor was onto him. This was a Gavin code between them, meaning he needed to discuss the Detective or needed help with something regarding him. They would huddle at Connor’s desk, pouring over some random file, but would converse inside their heads. If Gavin suspected as much he never said. Only Hank seemed to catch on.

“You guys working on a GV200 error?” Hank asked with a smirk as he sat back in his chair.

“GV600 actually.” Connor replied with a grin.

“Shit. That bad huh? I don’t want to know how high up that number can go.” Hank said as he turned to look at Gavin. He was working at his terminal, but he was obviously stewing over their conversation.

[RK800]: You do realize he might be very angry at you about this later?

[RK900]: He’s much more fun when he’s riled up.

[RK800]: Be sensible. You could just try discussing this like adults.

At this, Nines leaned back in his chair and looked towards Gavin.

“Excuse me, Detective. Could I speak with you for a moment?” Nines called across the bullpen. Gavin didn’t reply, only put up his middle finger at them. “It’s very important.” Nines continued and Gavin set down his coffee so his other hand was free to flip him off with both hands. Nines turned to Connor, knowing he proved his point.

[RK800]: Plan B then?

[RK900]: Plan B it is.

Nines knew the Detective well enough and despite his hard persona, he was weak for specific things and Nines was one of them. He also knew that Gavin didn’t believe anything that he could not emotionally feel. If he wanted him to be the first to cave, then he’d need to remind him of what he was missing. A plan began to formulate and, despite the very real chance Gavin would be even angrier at him, the other possibilities of what could come of this were so enticing that Nines could not consider any other alternative.

After conversing a bit with Connor, Nines moved to his designated seat and began his morning briefing via terminal. No sense in slacking off work. He felt Gavin watching him, trying to capture his attention, but opted to ignore him. After a time, paperwork was dropped off on his desk and he took the opportunity to finally address the Detective.

“May I borrow a pencil, Gavin?” Nines asked as he looked up to find Gavin tapping away furiously at his phone. The man’s eyes moved from the screen to his and narrowed, but he opted not to answer him. Although cute, Gavin could never play this game quite as well as Nines did. “Too bad, I guess you’ll have to finish this paperwork entirely on your own.”

“You have arms, don’t you? Get it yourself asshole. I’m busy.” Gavin grumbled as he let his eyes go back to his phone.

Nines could’ve simply reached across his desk, over to Gavin’s, and plucked a pencil out of its holder. It was within his reach, but an idea was forming, so Nines instead stood and walked around the desk to stand behind Gavin. He leaned down, reaching his arm out over the Detective’s shoulder as the side of his face lightly touched the helix piercing on the back of his ear.

He felt the Detective tense, as he knew Gavin would, considering he often reacted to Nines playing with this piercing under both leisure and intimate circumstances. If Gavin wanted to object he could have, but he sat still.

“I think…,” Nines stated in a low voice right next to Gavin’s ear. “Hmmm…,” He continued, letting the rumble of his voice vibrate through the delicate metal piece as he prolonged this torture. He idly picked up one pencil after another as if it was a very important decision. “This one looks…sturdy.”

Gavin’s vitals had elevated and Nines smirked to himself when he turned ever so slightly to see Gavin’s face bright red. The hands holding the phone were gripping it tightly and his jaw was clenched. He was trying so hard to keep his eyes forward. Time to get his attention.

Through precalculation, Nines knew the right angle to let go of the pencil as he pulled it back so that it would land, almost perfectly, between the Detective’s thighs on the chair. As calculated, it did just that and Nines began to reach down to grab it when his hand was stopped by Gavin just as his fingertips feathered over the seam of his jeans.

“I’ll fucking get it, asshole.” Gavin said, but his voice was higher than normal and that only pleased Nines more.

“Are you sure, Detective. I have arms after all. Don’t I?” Nines said, mimicking Gavin’s own words. Gavin lifted the pencil up quickly and Nines barely hid his own amusement as he took it from him. “Thank you, Gavin.” He whispered as he pulled back, letting the side of his cheek run along the side of Gavin’s as he did so.

When he made it back to his desk, the look on Gavin’s face gave him great pleasure. A beautiful shade of red, as well as his ears. The same shade he saw often when Gavin was overwhelmed by him physically and emotionally. Gavin’s eyes met his and he stood up, walking off in the direction of the bathrooms.

To think, it was still only early morning and he had hours of ideas planned for Gavin. He only hoped he wouldn’t cave too quickly, as Nines shivered at the thought of prolonging this sense of control for as long as he could.

Gavin Reed was going down.

Gavin splashed cold water over his face, dipping his hand back down to the faucet and filling again to repeat the action until his face settled into its natural tone. Phckin androids…

All this because he didn’t want to hold Nines’ hand? When had his partner become so damn particular about this stuff? It was one of the things he liked about Nines, his no nonsense, no strings attached approach to everything. So why now was he being so pushy about this PDA shit?

Gavin looked at himself in the mirror and his mind drifted to a few moments ago. There was a lingering scent on him from Nines, which Gavin didn’t think androids could have smells, but Nines did. The more he thought on it, it was a mixture of elements from his apartment. So, to Gavin, Nines smelled like home. When he realized what his own thought just was he felt his face redden again with embarrassment. Nines smelled like home? Get a grip Gavin, phck…

He knew, of course, what Nines was doing and he decided he wasn’t going to fall for it. If Nines could avoid and ignore him, then so too could Gavin. He wouldn’t give him the pleasure of flustering Gavin again. He psyched himself up in the mirror, took a couple of deep breaths before he walked out of the bathroom.

He expected to see Nines sitting at their desks, but he was once again huddled with Connor over at his desk. Gavin watched them with a frown. Did he talk to Connor about what happened in the elevator? The two were close as brothers and Nines had told him plenty of times when he couldn’t seem to adjust to some social interactions it was Connor he relied on.

“What about me? I can teach you lots of stuff about social interactions.” Gavin had said at the time, slightly hurt Nines wouldn’t come to him. Nines though lifted a brow at him.

“Forgive me Gavin, but the only social interactions I feel I can learn from you are the kind of things I’ll save for people I don’t wish to interact with. If I need schooling on the proper ways to flip off people, I assure that you’ll be the first one I seek out.” Nines had said in reply, but Gavin had found that funny and only laughed.

That was another thing Gavin liked about Nines. His blunt wit was attractive as all hell and Gavin didn’t mind taking a few blows to his ego. He couldn’t even be mad at him and usually if he was it wasn’t for very long.

The one saving grace, as Gavin saw it, is that this lover’s spat would likely be forgotten by the time they went home tonight. Here they were partners, but at home, they were whatever the fuck they wanted to be and Gavin loved that. He didn’t have to be mean Detective Reed and Nines could stop being so damned uptight and instead come unbound and undone.

At this thought his face reignited. His mind was flooded with Nines face, flushed blue, mouth parted…

“Phck.” Gavin breathed as he grabbed his coffee cup and went to refill it. If he wasn’t careful he might have to make a run for the men’s room, but this time for a completely different reason. He opted to ignore Nines unless absolutely necessary for the job. Then, when the day was done and they headed home he’d be generous and let Nines apologize to him for being a dick. Maybe draw it out for a little bit of extra attention in the bedroom…

Ego restored, Gavin walked confidently to his desk and grudgingly started doing paperwork, making sure to keep his eyes off of Nines.

The day passed by slowly without Nines constant intervention in his work day. He went to lunch with Tina instead, but opted not to mention their spat. As much as he loved Tina, she tended to side sometimes with Nines on specific things. So he let her talk about the newly deviated receptionist android she’d been going on about for a month. It was kinda cute to see her crushing so hard and he did his due diligence to encourage her to finally just ask her on a date. There was not much else he could do.

Afternoon came and went and Nines continued to remain by Connor’s side, pouring over documents and reviewing evidence down in the evidence room. Every time Nines walked by him he ignored him, hoping he might glance his way, but his attention was completely on Connor and Gavin felt himself sulking every time Nines refused to look at him.

Finally, Gavin had enough when his watch showed 7:47pm and Nines made no move to leave. So he stood and stretched, figuring he’d venture down into the evidence room himself on the pretense of a case he was working on to see what the hell they were up to. As he began to walk though, they emerged and Connor called out to him.

“Detective Reed. It’s late, you should be heading home.” Connor said and at this Gavin’s eyes turned to look at Nines.

“What about you?” Gavin asked.

“Connor has asked me to remain for a time to go over additional evidence that was found for his current case. They’re bringing it down now, but it’s a ways out of Detroit, so head home without me and I will catch up with you once we’ve finished here.” Nines replied coolly.

Gavin just stared at him, trying so hard not to show his disappointment. In a moment of weakness he heard his voice announce his obvious insecurity.

“You’re coming home tonight, right?”

The words were out of his mouth before he could stop them. Phck!

“I’m not yet sure, it all depends on the-”

“Whatever.” Gavin said quickly to mask his growing apprehension. He didn’t wait for a reply, just walked back to his desk and collected his bag. He thought he heard Connor call after him, but he didn’t care. He just wanted to get away.

He felt his eyes sting a bit, but managed to compose himself. Why the hell did that hurt so much? He realized that since he became Nines life partner that he’d never went home alone. He’d not fallen asleep without Nines beside him. So Nines so casually denying him this comfort hurt. Like he had lost something in the exchange of words.

Gavin’s drive home was in silence. He didn’t want to listen to the radio and coasted his way home in a haze. His mind wouldn’t stop overthinking everything. When he arrived home he was greeted warmly by his cat, Dick, who danced around his ankles for want of attention and food. Gavin obliged, soaking in the affection the cat offered as a substitute in Nines absence.

A few hours into a few bad movies and TV shows Gavin checked his phone. 11:23pm and still no word from Nines. Despite everything, he was worried. He opened his messenger and clicked the name “RoboPrick”.

[TrashHuman]: You coming home soon?

He smirked slightly at seeing his username permanently changed because Nines refused to tell him how to change it. To anyone else it would seem they hated each other, but in all honesty these were terms if endurement.

[RoboPrick]: At present we are analyzing over 230 various types of dirt to calculate which one was found on a boot at a crime scene. This particular sample has ground mica found in it, so we’re cross referencing drilling plants and other possible locations against this particular type.

[TrashHuman]: Is that a yes or a no ya prick?

[RoboPrick]: The task will likely take all night between the two of us, so no. I will meet you at the office in the morning.

[TrashHuman]: Whatever.

Gavin tossed his phone off to the side, feeling pissed but figuring there wasn’t much he could do about it now. Boy would he make Nines pay for this tomorrow. What if he called himself in sick and refused to open the door if Nines tried to come see him? Then he remembered the time he fought with Nines and the android had completely removed his door from the other side with a simple screwdriver, breaking his lock in the process…and later his bed frame.

Gavin blushed and resigned himself to going to bed and work tomorrow. He figured he wasn’t going to hear from Nines again, but then his phone went off again.

[RoboPrick]: <3

Gavin felt his face redden even further, that small emoji meaning more to him in that moment then the sender could possibly understand. He stood and padded his way into his bedroom, crawling into his bed and realizing he was missing something.

“Dick? Here kitty, kitty, kitty!” He called out in the usual way he addressed his feline friend. The cat was normally found following him around the apartment, but he noticed that the cat stood outside the door looking in at him. “Get in here asshole.”

Gavin tapped the empty side of the bed and the cat came to jump up. But instead it stood on its hind legs, front paws on the bed as it observed the empty side that typically held Nines. Dick looked at him, then meowed. Gavin realized that the cat often fell asleep ON Nines, or laying between them. The android could turn up his body temperature and the cat had fallen in love with this feature. Just like Gavin, who had relied on Nines being here for things to feel normal, Dick too seemed reluctant without him present.

Instead, the cat wandered the apartment yowling all night for the android that was nowhere to be found. Eventually, before sunrise, the cat jumped up beside Gavin and curled up in Nines’ vacant spot. Gavin, who often suffered from insomnia, pulled the cat close to provide him the warmth he was obviously missing. The cat purred in his arms and the vibration coming from the cat seemed enough to make him feel like Nines was there. So he finally slept.

Gavin coasted through his morning barely feeling it. His morning coffee was bland without whatever the hell it was Nines did to make it taste like liquid sex, his ride in just made him irritated because without his partner there to focus on he noticed how many stupid people were driving the streets of Detroit. It was so rainy out he was practically soaked as he ran into the building. Then, worst of all, he had to face the elevator all on his own. Gavin stood and looked at it for a while and when it opened its doors to him he felt cold. He turned, instead, and took the stairs.

Only when he reached the doors leading into the homicide department did he feel a little life returning to him. He would see Nines and maybe the android had forgiven him enough to stop with the games.

But it wasn’t the RK900 that greeted him as he entered, but Connor, wearing gray sweatpants and a DCPD hooded sweater.

“Good morning, Detective Reed.” Connor said jovially.

“What’s with the outfit?” Gavin asked, not use to seeing Connor in anything but his android issued uniform.

“Ahh, yes. Well, you see. Nines and I got up early this morning to scout some potential sites for the ground mica we found last night when it began to downpour. Our clothing was completely soaked through before we realized it. So I’m wearing this today.” Connor replied, a slight blush on his face.

“Don’t you two even know when to come in out of the rain?” Gavin asked, rolling his eyes. Cyberlife could’ve at least equipped them with common sense. Oh well. “Where’s Nines?”

“Locker room.”

Gavin left Connor behind and stood just outside the locker room doors. He was trying to psych himself up to talk this out rationally with Nines. He wouldn’t give in, of course, but surely Nines felt how bad his night was without Gavin there? He felt his stomach sink at the thought of what if Nines felt no difference at all? What if he never even gave Gavin another thought after he’d left? This worked Gavin up alright, but it was not rational at all.

“Nines! Where the fuck are you? We need to talk.” Gavin called as he slammed the door open and stepped inside the locker room. It was, for the most part, vacant.

“Back here, Detective. One moment please.” Nines called out from the back of the room.

“No one minute please bullshit, we’re talking about this n-” Gavin began as he stomped his way back to where he knew Nines would be, only to stop dead in his tracks at the sight that awaited him.

Nines stood, tall and lean, in nothing but a towel. His skin was still wet, gleaming under the harsh lighting from above and as he turned to view Gavin his hair was a soft mess of curls with one fierce gray eye peeking out from beneath. This wasn’t work Nines, but leisure Nines.

Gavin swallowed hard as his eyes went to every inch he could memorize, because Nines was fucking beautiful like this. His hair curled when he didn’t set it back with gel and Gavin’s heart swelled to see him so off guard. Especially after the terrible night he’d had.

“I can’t sleep.” He had told Nines when they first got together, confiding in him about his issues with insomnia. Nines had lain down with him and recited his favorite books from memory so Gavin could fall asleep, cheek pressed to his chest as the drone of his biocomponents and the hum of his voice emanating from there soothed him. He’d not had another sleepless night, not since last night.

Other times he’d run his hands through Nines hair, messing it up so it could curl over his eye just as it was now. The way it would caress his face as Nines hovered over him and how warm it was against his lips as he gave in, gladly, to his demanding lover. Always a look of such tenderness behind those curls.

Gavin felt a rush of warmth, such affection that he was overwhelmed by it.

“Yes, Gavin?” Nines asked as he waited for whatever it was Gavin had originally meant to say. But for all his bravado, he couldn’t bring himself to argue with Nines about this. Because he fucking missed this and him, but he didn’t know how to just fucking tell him. So he turned, without a word and walked back out into the main area of the department.

As Gavin stepped into the bullpen he heard a clattering of noise coming from the very center and noticed Fowler trying to get everyone’s attention.

“Listen up everyone. Lieutenant Anderson has something he wants to say. Pipe down Philips!” Fowler said, pointing his death glare towards an officer who was still talking. “The floor is yours Hank.”

“Thanks, Jeffrey.” Hank replied, then cleared his throat when he realized all eyes were on him. “Today marks an important milestone for the DCPD. Not only has crime decreased in the last year, but solved cases are up. While I stand among you good men and women who work tirelessly for the city of Detroit and its people, I think we can all agree that this is due in large part to the tireless efforts of our android counterparts who work at our side willingly.” Hank said with a pause, before continuing. “One year ago, today, the first android prototype of his kind walked through the doors of Jimmy’s bar and found himself a royal pain in the ass.”

The room laughed and Gavin noticed that Connor, while smiling, was blushing a bit.

“I wasn’t pleasant, or even baseline decent. But he persisted. Not only did he stay by my side when chaos reigned, he stayed with us once he had the choice to leave. He was a major figure in the history books who could’ve gone on to do great things, but instead he chose to remain my partner and all of our friends. So I wanted to thank him and mark his one year anniversary so he remembers just how appreciated, needed and loved he really is here.”

Hank pulled up a small bag from under his desk and set it in front of Connor.

“Some of the guys pooled in to get you this.” Hank said, fondly watching the emotional roller coaster that was Connor’s face. At this, Gavin noticed Nines had joined him, watching curiously.

Connor looked around, obviously not use to such attention, but he reached into the bag and pulled out a small box. He opened it and his face immediately lit up.

“We got you a new coin, but this one is one of a kind. Just like you Con.” Hank said warmly. “Look at the inscription on the back.”

“Faithful friend. Great humanitarian. Lover of Dogs.” Connor read aloud and there were a few chuckles from around, but a few silent tears as well. Connor, among them. “I don’t know what to say. Thank you. I will cherish this.”

Connor stood and put his hand out for Hank to shake, a sign of respect, but Hank wasn’t having it. He took Connor’s hand and pulled him into a tight embrace. Connor accepted it and nearly lost his composure as his fingers grasped to the old man’s jacket.

Gavin looked around and saw his co-workers smiling, Tina Chen recording the moment on Hank’s phone and even Fowler was grinning from ear to ear. Gavin turned and looked at Nines, who was smiling so big it was a sight to behold. And Gavin understood, because as he looked down to see Nines’ hand right next to his own all he wanted in that moment was to slip his hand into Nines’ and show him and everyone that he loved and appreciated all the small things Nines did to make his life better than it ever was before him.

Gavin slowly moved his hand, so close to Nines he could feel the warmth it radiated. At the last moment though, Nines lifted his hand with the others and clapped as Connor turned from Hank to grin widely at them all. Moment gone, Gavin lost his composure.

He turned and grabbed Nines by the lapel of his jacket, turning him towards him and kissed him full on the lips in view for everyone to see. He didn’t care who saw or if it was proper etiquette. He wasn’t going to waste another moment doubting. Nines was startled, but eased into the kiss naturally. Because that’s what this was. Fucking natural. Gavin pulled away from Nines, still holding his lapel as he addressed his aghast co-workers.

“You see that fuckers? Nines is MINE. I fucking love him. We make out, we have sex and it’s fuckin great! If any of you asshats has any problems with that then I got a fist I call ‘no fucks given’ to introduce your face to.” Gavin said in quick succession, daring anyone to cross him.

The room was deadly silent, awkward even as everyone just stared. Tina had turned Hank’s phone on them and no doubt recorded the whole damn thing. GOOD. Then a voice rang out over the silence.

“No one gives a shit you’re gay for Nines Reed!” Fowler said, chuckling.

“Everyone knows about your make out sessions in the elevator, asshat!” Tina chimed in.

Gavin stood, dead still and narrowed his eyes at the room.

“Are you a moron Reed? This is a Government building. There’s camera’s everywhere you dumbshit.” Hank chimed in and Gavin noticed a few nervous chuckles starting up around them, turning into an uproar.

Still clinging to Nines’ jacket, Gavin leaned in closer to Nines as he glowered at the room.

“Did you know about this RoboPrick?” Gavin whispered to Nines.

Nines leaned in and circled Gavin protectively in his arms, pressing a smirking mouth to the side of his head.

“Of course I did, Detective. Don’t play coy, you did too… It’s all part of the thrill.” Nines replied and Gavin felt his face burn, red hot. Without a word, he pulled Nines along towards the elevator.

“Reed! It’s only 10:30 in the morning, where the fuck do you think you’re-” Fowler started, but bristled when Gavin only lifted up his hand and flipped him off without even turning back.

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shine-skz-blog · 5 years

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[3:06 pm]

“Come on, come on, come on!”

You threw your head back and let out a frustrated groan. Months you had waited for this game to come out, and now it was taking forever to download. It felt like you couldn’t wait another second. Hopping to your feet, you walked laps around the living room before lying in just about every position possible on the couch.

“Hurry up!”

You whined again as the bar sat at 99% for what felt like an eternity. However, once the bar filled and the title screen for the game appeared, you tumbled off your couch. Your head bumped the coffee table softly, but you were too excited to care.

“Finally”

Quickly, you pushed the coffee table out of the way so you could sit closer to the television. You grabbed your favorite controller, and with a huge smile on your face, you started a new game.

Hours passed like seconds as you sat on the floor, eyes glued to the screen. Falling in love with the characters and the storyline, you were completely enveloped into your new fantasy world. However, you were rudely interrupted by the ding of your phone.

↳ Binnie🖤

Come to the door, love

Rapidly glancing back and forth between your phone and the screen, you tapped the speech to text button. An important scene of the game was playing, and you couldn’t risk missing it.

Y/n🧸↲

Just come inside, it’s open

Keeping your eyes on the screen even as you heard the knob turn, your jaw slowly opened, hanging there in surprise. The backstory of the villain danced around the screen, and your eyes didn’t miss a single beat. You couldn’t help the sympathy that was growing for the so called “evil” character. He wasn’t necessarily bad, he just had things he had to protect, and sometimes he had to do some awful things to keep them safe.

“Y/n?”

The voice of your boyfriend made you jump in surprise, though you still didn’t look at him. His gaze slowly followed yours to the scene on the television. A soft chuckle escaped his lips, he knew how you and your games were.

“How long have you been sitting there?”

You waited for the cutscene to end before you even thought about replying.

“Depends, what time is it?”

“It’s 9:20”

Had it really been that long? Running a hand through your hair, you chuckled shyly.

“Six hours...”

The hesitation in your voice was prominent as you admitted the truth.

“Y/n, love, you should take a break...”

Changbin reached for your controller, but you snatched it away, your eyes finally landing on him for the first time since he walked into your house.

“No, I can’t quit now!”

A defeated sigh escaped your boyfriend’s lips as he sat down behind you, and wrapped his arms around your waist.

Another hour had passed and you hadn’t laid your eyes on him once. He’d try to keep his loose hold on you, but you shook him off the second you had to fight something. Changbin had come to your house hoping to share the good news of the time he finally had off. He had looked forward to your eyes lighting up and being smothered with hugs and kisses. He looked forward to carefully planning what you two could do in his free time, the last thing he expected was this. All he wanted was to feel your touch, but you were ignoring him, and it was killing him. A groan unwillingly escaped his lips as he nuzzled his face into your neck, placing soft kisses to your skin. Your hand flew his to his shirt, gripping it tightly as you pushed him back.

“I’m sorry, Binnie, not right now... There’s some leftovers in the fridge if you’re hungry though”

The male got up quickly, leaving you on the floor as he headed to the kitchen. He wasn’t hungry, not at all, but he was getting upset. The last thing he wanted was for you to notice that though. How could you put him on the back burner when he finally had time off? He opened the fridge, pretending that he was looking for something.

“You know, love, I have a few days off and I was hoping we could spend them together? Quality time, just you and me?”

His voice gently called out as he closed the fridge. Changbin was trying hard to just drop a subtle hint, something that wouldn’t upset you, but would get him the attention he wanted.

“That’s wonderful, babe! Then I’ll have enough time to finish this game and spend time with you when I’m done!”

Complete and utter backfire

Your lover clenched his jaw in response. He couldn’t believe just how dense that stupid game was making you. Marching into the living room to finally demand what he wanted, he found you on your feet with a new intensity in your gaze on the screen.

“That’s him, Binnie, my favorite character! I know he’s supposed to be the bad guy, but I really do like him... You know, how would it make me a hero to take him down when I know the things he’s protecting will suffer? How is me indirectly killing the things he loves any better than what he’s doing? I guess the hero and the villain just depend on what side you see it from. I wouldn’t mind joining his side, he’s really dark and mysterious, such an amazing character... But oh well, a game is a game, right?”

He knew it was just a game as well, but the way you worded it all, he didn’t know why, but he absolutely despised it.

“I can be dark too”

Changbin was trying hard to validate himself after hours of being ignored, but it was no use.

“Please, Binnie, we all know you’re the softest person on earth”

Had you truly thought it through, you would’ve realized what was happening, and what Changbin truly meant by what he said. Though you were still so wrapped up in your game that you didn’t even notice. His heart fell, it shouldn’t have bothered him so much, but it truly did. His sadness didn’t last long however, but became full fledged jealousy for the game that stole your attention. Once you sat down again, Changbin sat in front of you, leaning his head into your lap and holding onto your waist. After a bit, he slowly lifted his upper body, forcing himself between your arms as you held your controller out in front of you.

“Bin, I can’t see, what are you doing?”

“You love me, right?”

Your eyes flicked to him for the first time in what felt like forever to him, and he savored the second of attention before they went back to the screen.

“Of course I do, a lot, you know that”

“More than anything else?”

“Yes, sweetheart”

Your answer was quick as if you wanted to stop talking. Changbin growled slightly, but tried hard to keep his cool. His hands went up to your cheeks and cupped them softly, placing a kiss on your nose before he rested his chin on your shoulder. He was facing away from the television, and if he got any closer to you, he’d be sitting in your lap.

“Baby, I love you, really, but I can’t focus like this”

“Then don’t focus on that”

Carefully, your boyfriend pulled the controller out of your hand and hit the pause button. Your arms fell to your sides now that you had nothing to hold.

“Focus on me, please”

His voice was desperate, and you could feel just how much he needed your attention. Slowly, you moved your eyes from the screen to meet his gaze. The sadness in his eyes was evident, and you finally realized just how lonely he must’ve felt the whole time. You went to wrap your arms around him, but instead he grabbed your wrists and pulled you forward. A soft yelp escaped your lips, and before you realized it, you were completely enveloped in his embrace.

“Please, y/n, I can’t stand another second without your soft touch... I’m sorry if I come on a little strong, but I’m desperate for your attention”

“No, Binnie, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have ignored you”

Cupping his face in your hands, you placed a sweet kiss to his lonely lips. Changbin looked you in the eyes as you pulled back. He shot you a smile before tightening his grip on your waist and kissing you again, longer this time, as if you were all he had. You moved your lips slowly with his, and when he finally pulled back, he took your breath with him. Without pause, he began to pepper kisses all over your face. You couldn’t help but laugh at his actions, he was always the sweetest.

“Sure, video games are great, and the characters are lovely, but could they ever make you happy like I do?”

A hint of jealousy lingered in the male’s voice, and you didn’t fail to notice.

“Bin, not anyone or anything could make me as happy as you do, nothing could ever come even close to taking your place in my heart.

“I love you with everything I am, y/n”

“I love you too, Binnie, so much”

Changbin’s heart warmed from your words as he gazed at you lovingly. Suddenly, however, you pushed him backwards and crawled on top of him when he was down. Resting your head on his chest, you slowly lied on top of him, earning you a soft chuckle in return. His fingers slowly combed through your hair as his arm wrapped around your waist and you felt your eyelids grow heavy.

“I’m gonna make you cuddle me for your whole vacation if you keep playing with my hair like that...”

A soft mumble escaped your mouth, and was muffled softly due to you nuzzling into his chest, but he still understood.

“It would be an honor to cuddle you for days straight, y/n...”

That was the last thing you heard before you drifted off to sleep sprawled out on the floor with your boyfriend. It wasn’t perfect, but you wouldn’t trade the moment for anything.

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coffeecrusadeclub · 5 years

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Too late? -a tyrus fic pt 1/2

*this is super loosely inspired by that scene from Love, Simon* *note its like time jumped so there no underage stuff going on* *TW tho theres a lot of drinking*

TJs POV

It took about 2 hours of debate but I decided to go to Cyrus's party. I've also decided that I was finally going to tell him how Ive felt, Ive waited just about 5 years to tell him and I think its time. I picked out my nicest tshirt and matched it with black jeans and made my way over.

I got there and was greeted at the door by a bubbly and excited Cyrus

"Hey TJ glad u could make it. Come on"

He ushered me in and I smiled at him, i contemplated telling him in that moment but decided I needed to work up the nerve since there was way more people here than i expectdd. I walked over to the kitchen and grabbed myself a beer from the cooler.

About 2 hours and 6 beers later i finally decided to tell Cyrus. I looked around and couldn't find him so I decided to ask buffy

"Hey have you seen Cyrus?"

"Uh yeah I think he went upstairs Why?"

"I need to talk to him"

"Finally telling him about your crush?"

"I-i dont know what youre talking about"

"Its okay TJ its cute, go talk to ya mans"

I shoved her playfully laughing. And turned to go upstairs I made my way to Cyrus's room rather quickly i wasn't looking up and opened the door slowly stepping in

"Hey Cyrus I really need to talk to-"

I looked up and see Cyrus sitting in the lap of some guy without a shirt making out, I felt my heart sink

"I-Im so sorry I d-didnt know"

I ran out the room not stopping even though i heard Cyrus call out for me I ran past Buffy who stopped me by grabbing hold of my arm

"What happened?"

"He was up there with some half naked guy"

"He what!? Why would he do that hes like in love with you

"Obviously not." I turned back to see a messy haired Cyrus running toward me

"I got to go" i grumbled to Buffy before quickly making an exit. As unathletic as he says he is, Cyrus can run fast when he wants he caught me outside as I was getting off the porch

"TJ please wait its not what you think"

"It looked pretty clear"

"Its not like that I swear"

"What am I supposed to think, if I didnt walk in you werent going to get in bed with that guy" I felt jealousy run through me my tone a lot more harsh than I meant.

"TJ whats this about why are you so mad?"

"It doesnt matter anymore its too late I know the truth"

"TJ please I swear-"

"Whatever Cyrus I have to go"

"TJ-"

I ignored his call and kept walking home. When I went home I realized nobody was home and just screamed into the darkness of the house I punched the wall

"IM SO STUPID" I yelled into the darkness as I slid down the wall crying. I pulled my phone out and stared at pictures of me and Cyrus. My phone was blowing up. Cyrus wanted to explain himself, Buffy wanted to know if Im okay, and Amber wanted to know where I was. I texted back Amber to let her know I walked home, and told Buffy I was fine but ignored Cyrus. I drank a few more beers that I had in the fridge before I went to bed and cried myself to sleep. I was woke up by Amber who sat at the edge of my bed with water and an asprin.

"I dont know how much you drank last night but I thought youd want this" she handed it to me and I groaned in response to sitting up and smiled at her thankfully as i took the aspirin.

"TJ what happened last night"

My heart sunk as I remembered the sequence of events last night. I looked down at my hand which was bruised and cut up from hitting the wall. I never cleaned it so there was still some dried blood on my knuckles.

"Is this what happened to the wall?"

I looked down at the glass of water I held in my lap a tear rolling down my eyes

"TJ come on talk to me what happened?"

"I was too late I missed my chance"

"What do you mean"

"I finally decided to tell Cyrus the truth. Buffy told me he was up in his room so I went to find him.."

"Oh no what was he doing?"

"He was sitting in the lap of some half naked guy who was probably more attractive that me"

"Did you see who it was?"

"No Cyrus's head was blocking the guys face."

"TJ im so sorry. Did Cyrus say anything?"

"He followed me outside and tried to say it wasn't what it looked like. I snapped at him I just- I couldnt even look at him. Hes been texting me all night I think i have a load of missed calls and texts from him"

"Whatd he say?"

"He wants to talk about what happened"

"TJ you should really talk to him tell him the truth"

"Theres no point I was too late if he was ever into me, hes not now"

"You dont know that. Come on tell me you havent hooked up with at least one guy because you were drunk off your high horse"

I looked down at my hands to avoid her gaze.

"Thats what I thought. Text him back"

She walked out of my room and closed the door softly. I looked down at my phone and read Cyrus's texts.

TJ im so sorry you saw that

TJ I swear its not what you think

TJ! Answer my texts what are you doing stop ignoring me!

I stared at my phone and contemplated just erasing his number entirely. But I couldnt bring myself to hit erase. I stared at the picture Id chosen as his icon and smiled. I felt tears rolling down my cheek. And texted him back

It sure looked like what I thought Cyrus. Whats there to talk about

He replied almost immediately, as if he was staring at his phone waiting for me to respond

Tj please I swear its not like that. I didn't even know that guys last name

Oh because that makes it so much better. I think Im better off just not texting you. See you around

TJ stop please text me back

TJ call me

Dammit TJ if you dont respond Im going to just show up at your house

I read his last text and sighed

Theres nothing to talk about

Fine then Whatever I'll see you in about half an hour then

Don't come over Cyrus I dont want to see you.

He didn't respond and I wondered if he was really coming over. I made my way downstairs to the kitchen and opened the fridge. I didnt pay any attention to Amber who was sitting at the counter, who I knew was staring at me. I reached toward the back of the fridge and grabbed a beer. Before i could even pick it up I heard Amber's voice behind me

"You dont need that"

"Mind your own damn buisness"

"TJ idk how much you drank at the party but you drank an entire six pack here."

I sighed did I really drink that much last night? I looked at Amber, who mustve sensed my disbelief,as she motioned towards the counter. 6 empty beer bottles sat there

"Those were all you TJ. Youre worrying me, youve never drink this much. You never day drink either"

I didnt respond and put the beer on the counter. I walked over to the empty bottles and grabbed them shoving them into the recycling box before grabbing my full one and walking away.

"TJ.."

"Im fine Amber" I snapped at her and instantly felt kind of bad, I sighed.

"Its just one beer"

"Yeah right now but how do I know its not going to turn to 3 then 5 and so on."

"I just need to not remember Amber I need to forget" I replied harshly

"Thats not the right way" Amber sounded like she was going to cry and I sighed, opening the beer anyway. Defeated, Amber sighed and went upstairs to her room. I opened the fridge and grabbed a full six pack and took it up to my room. About 25 minutes later I heard Amber open the door. I assumed she was going out. I heard it click shut and heard her talking to someone. I sighed and looked around I already finished off the one beer and then three more from the six pack. The empty bottles sprawled across my bed, I was half way through my 5th beer two more in the six pack. I wiped tears away from my face, I didnt realize I was crying. I heard a knock on my door and sighed

"Im not in the mood Amber"

My door creaked open and I looked up to see Cyrus poking his head in the room. He looked at my surroundings and sighed. I guess Amber told him her worries. He stepped inside and shut the door behind him.

"You showed up" I said taking a drink

"TJ youre drinking too much you need to slow down"

Cyrus motioned towards the beer bottles on my bed and I scoffed.

"Look I dont know what Amber told you but shes delusional"

"Show me your hand"

"Why"

"Just show me"

I put my hand out, I still havent cleaned it so it looked a lot worse than it felt. Cyrus sighed and walked into the bathroom, he came out with a washcloth and some bandages.

"Youre going to get an infection if you leave it like this"

I watched as he cleaned and bandaged my hand "I dont know why you care so much dont you have Mr. No-Name to catch up with?"

"TJ why are you acting like this? I told you Im not into him. Either way you have no right to be all jealous"

"Im not jealous"

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When Love Dies

AU. One-shot. Major Character Death. In which Claire and Bree doesn't deserve Jamie for the way they (over) reacted in 4x10 and 4x11.

Nobody ain’t going to be happy about this but here goes. ✌🏻 (AO3)

Brianna was woken up once again by a shuffling noise around her room. When she woke up, she saw Roger’s hulking figure looming over her once again. She hesitated to move, fearing it might be another nightmare but she felt a natural pull in seeing his face and it gave her a little courage to come close.

“Roger” she called up as she rose from the bed but didn’t attempt to run to him.

“Bree” he called back. He must’ve sensed her hesitation, so he took the first step towards her. He took a seat at the feet of her bed and the dip of his weight made Brianna tear up.

“Are you real? Roger, are you here?”

Slowly, he reached out for her hand until he held it in his. “Aye, I am”

They came together in a crushing hug and Brianna let all her tears fall. After a while, they pulled away and Roger’s hand moved instinctly to her huge stomach. Her voice hitched and she started to ramble “I...I’m sorry. I don’t know how much my mother told you. I…I’m keeping this and I don’t know if you…”

“I’m here, aren’t I?” Roger interrupted. “I dinna care, Brianna. I dinna care. I am yours and ye are mine and this little one – no matter what – is ours. I make ye a vow, this is a child of my blood and I will do everything I can to make sure yer safe and ye’ll both be fine.”

Brianna came close again for a hug and continued to sob happy tears.

Here.

Safe.

Fine.

Just as her Da promised.

“He gave you back to me” Bree whispered to Roger. “He made good on his word”

Even without context, Roger knew what she was talking about. “Aye, he did”

Bree pulled away from his hug, smiling. Roger looked at her and saw the light in her eyes that he knew he’d take away so soon. “Where is he? Where are they?” She was starting to get up, pull over a scarf and made a dash for the door when Roger quickly pulled her back.

“Bree” Roger called out and she already knew something was wrong. “Something happened when they pulled me out from the Cherokee. Please, sit down.” She did as told and held on to her belly.

“A lot transpired in between but in the end, Ian offered himself for my release, the Cherokee accepted the exchange and everything was settled. However, a small group wasna pleased….” He shrugged and hesitated, unable, really, to tell her how. “We didna see it coming”

“What are you saying?” Bree was so confused

“Jamie. He isn’t here. He’s…gone”

No.

Pain was, suddenly, all that Bree felt and she didn’t hear Roger say that how her mother tended to him all she could and did not hear his protests for her not to go out the yard in a chilly night in her condition.

Tears swelled from her eyes and this time, not from joy. She quickly got up and headed downstairs to her mother.

Oh god, her mother.

If she felt pain like this from a man she just knew, how was her mother faring losing the man she craved for got twenty years.

She came out the door to find to an empty yard save only the cart, her mother and the lifeless form of her father. Claire was lying on her side, looking and caressing Jamie’s face, the only part of his body that isn’t covered by a blanket. Bree saw her mother’s eyes retreat to something she’d seen thousands of times before back in their own time – it was blank, tearless, completely dazed and completely lost.

Bree ran towards them but her mother didn’t even shoot her a look as she came. She had to put her hands on her mouth to keep her from screaming as the reality of her father’s death consumed her.

She couldn’t climb the cart but the plank was low and she can see and reach for him.

“Da!” Bree called as she tried to look for his hand to touch. “Da!!” she said, breaking, as she finally found his hand under the blanket and its coldness made her more heartbroken. He really was gone and she let her tears freely fall.

“It’s not your fault” her mother finally said. Bree didn’t know if it was for her, for Jamie or herself – or maybe it was all of them.

“He wanted you to know that it isn’t your fault, that you shouldn’t blame yourself for all this. He made me promise to tell you that he doesn’t regret trying to bring Roger back to you because he knew he kept his word and he knew ye’d be happy and he’s happy that you’re happy. He wanted you to know that he loves you very much, his words are not enough to describe it. He thanks you for giving him a chance to be a father and wants you to know that being with you, being able to see you and spend time with you in the last weeks has meant so much to him. All he hopes is that you find it in your heart to forgive him for the pain he’s caused you to absolve his soul.” Claire revealed, stating Jamie’s last words for Bree while still looking and caressing Jamie’s face. It wasn’t lost on Bree that her mother was unable to look at her.

“Mama, I’m – “ Bree paused, sure how any of her words will help but she needed her mother to know. "I'm sorry."

Claire was unmoved but continued to speak. “I tried to keep him alive and he tried to live until we got back here just so he can see you and say these things himself but there was just too much” Claire paused, stunned. “There was nothing else I could do in this time to save him.”

Silence followed between them, unable to say or do anything really, but grieve on their own for a while as they processed what just happened. After a while, her mother spoke again.

“Bree, can you please go back to Roger inside please?” Bree understood that her mother was holding it back until she was alone finally let her pain and sorrow show. Although Bree was heartbroken for causing this much pain, what killed her more is knowing that she let true love be separated again and this time it is for good.

She went back to her room and found Roger seated in one of the big, plushy chairs. She immediately climbed to Roger’s lap and clung to him as they heard Claire try to muffle her loud cries by burying herself in Jamie’s body.

Fin.

A/N: Okay, this fic came about because I really didn't like how the writers wrote the Fraser Family confrontation in 4x10 and how Jamie and Claire acted towards each other in 4x11. For 4x10, they skipped the fire cuddle scene with Jamie and Bree and immediately went to the confusion reveal. What I didn't like in the episode is when Brianna hit Jamie and retreated to calling him by his first name and her deliberately excluding him from her life at the Ridge. And in all these CLAIRE was just STANDING ASIDE and ALLOWED it to happen and the gap to flourish. She didn't to anything to defend her husband to her daughter, nor, for some reason, tried to understand her husband or make her husband understand by calmly pointing out where he was wrong.

Brianna's anger is valid but it kills me that the writers didn't allow for much room for a little understanding since there were lies and deception from ALL characters in this scenario. Claire's distance was so uncharacteristic. All I am saying is IT COULD'VE BEEN HANDLED BETTER.

In 4x11, Claire just stood there even though she knew Jamie was hurting. Claire very much knew that Jamie is mad at himself more for this ‘Roger thing’ rather than the ‘Stephen Bonnet lie’. The Frasers have been in situations like this before in their marriage and never did they ever choose silence before over confrontation. Hence, so much disconnect happening to these characters.

Bottomline, I'm just sad, angry and heartbroken with these episodes and this fic stemmed out. I thought Claire and Bree doesn't deserve Jamie and Jamie doesn't deserve this isolation from his lasses too. So I made their anger pay with their grief.

Thank you for reading. I'm shocked that you still do or did. This is my first time attempting to write a death fic and as always, would love your feedback to improve my writing.

#outlander #outlander fanfic #outlander fanfiction #fanfic #fanfiction #when love dies #when love dies au #jamie fraser #Claire fraser #Brianna fraser #jamie x claire #jamie x claire x bree #Roger Mackenzie #bree x roger #AU #4x10 #4x11 #im sorry #when the authors notes is longer than the actual story

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Trainwreck - Chapter 2

Yep I'm uploading everything at once don't question me

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Ao3 / FF.net

She needed a coffee now. Marinette strolled down the hospital’s corridors, getting to the bistro in which a few patients sat and sipped on their own coffee. The young woman mumbled a little greeting but none of them answered. Shrugging, she fed the coffee machine and leaned her head against it. Only then, she noticed the voice that sounded like a TV newsreader, obviously upset about something. Because of that, nobody had answered then. She nodded but continued to lean onto the machine while it gently vibrated on her forehead. When she received her coffee, she turned and looked at the TV, seeing a very nervous newsreader and behind him a video of a very fast driving train.

“… Train is now, as seen here, travelling very fast and it’s between Crépy-en-Valois and Nanteuil-le-Haudouin by now. According to the last words of the train driver before the radio was disconnected, he has been knocked out by the terrorist group AKUMA, obviously with the goal to crash into Gare du Nord with this cargo train which is loaded with dangerous chemicals. The train is-…”

Marinette didn’t need to hear the rest. Without hesitation, she abandoned the hot cup of coffee on a table and dialed Tikki’s number while running to her superior, hastily scribbling down another number on a flyer she grabbed while exiting the bistro.

“Hello Marinette.”, Tikki greeted her, “What is-…”

“Why am I being informed by the TV rather than you?”, she snapped, pressing herself to the wall to make room for a bed that was moved past her.

“The police are on it, Marinette, and you are working. It is not necessary for you to set your identity on stake to try and stop-…”

“The AKUMA is behind this, Tikki! I have a helicopter and I’m giving your cover number to my superior now. I’m moving out.”

“You always were a bit of a hothead, Marinette. Do you think you can deal with this?”

“I know I can. You taught me well. Can you make sure nobody gets into my way?”

“Certainly. But you’ll get fired, you know that?”

Marinette set on her grim face as she ran up the stairs.

“I don’t care, this is bigger than my job.”

“Please don’t get carried away, alright?”

“I’m hotheaded, remember? Of course, I will!”, she grinned when she barged into the office of her superior, at the same time hanging up her call with Tikki and slamming the piece of paper with the number on it on the desk.

“I’m heading out with the helicopter, if you have questions call this number!”

She emerged out without another word, running into Tia as she opened the door to the landing platform.

“Marinette? Is everything alright? You wanted to-…”

“Tia, I want you to stay here!”

“Wh-What?!”, the younger girl exclaimed, looked at her confused.

“Nino and I need to go and I want you to stay here, just stay here! Nino! Start the helicopter, right now!”

The young man looked startled but didn’t question it, instead he jumped inside the helicopter and started the rotors. Tia followed her regardless, still throwing as many questions at her as she could.

“Tia, listen. There’s something really important I need to set right and I don’t want you to risk your life for that. You understand?”

Only then, Tia realized Marinette had not once called her ‘greenie’. Dumbstruck, she nodded.

“Okay, stay put. And-… Tia?”

“Yes?”

“Just in case, I love you like a little sister, alright?”

In that moment, Tia knew something must’ve gone wrong. Terribly wrong.

“Marinette, wait-…!”

“Stay there!”, the young woman yelled over the loud helicopter when she entered and put on her helmet.

“So, what happened?”

“There’s a driverless train between Crépy-en-Valois and Nanteuil-le-Haudouin! I need to stop it!”

“W-Wait, what?!”

Marinette rolled her eyes when she put on her safety belt and looked back down to where Tia stared after them.

“I need you to get me above the train so that I can rope down into the driver cabin and stop it. Got it?”

Nino stared at her while directing the helicopter towards Crépy-en-Valois, tilting down the front so that they would fly faster.

“B-But-… What?!”

“Nino, I’ll take all the guilt on me, I’ll say I forced you to fly me there so you won’t lose your job but trust me on this one, okay?”

He kept his eyes on her while flying over Paris.

“Why you?! And why me?! What do we have to do with-… And what’s with that train?!”

She sighed and told him what she heard and saw on TV.

“And I just have this weird feeling I’m needed and that I can do that. So just fly me there and I’ll do the rest!”

He was still confused but shut up for the rest on the flight.

The train had passed Nanteuil-le-Haudouin by now, still heading towards Paris. By the time Marinette and Nino had sighted the train, it was just before Le-Plessis-Belleville, continuing its path at a rattling speed. She gulped when she saw just how fast the train was going.

“You okay, Mari? You know, that’s not your mission-…”

“No. Nino, it is. I have to do this. It’s my job.”

He gave her an indefinite glance, still flying towards the moving train. She got up, clinking in a carabiner in her belt, showing him thumbs up. Just when he gave back the gesture, she hesitated, pulled out her phone and dialed Alya’s number. She tried her best to block out the noise of the helicopter with her hands but she had to tell Alya she loved her.

After a few seconds, her best friend’s voice came through the speaker, sleepy but she was there. Marinette sighed relieved.

“Mari? What’s that noise…? Are you calling me from inside the helicopter?!”

“Yeah, but-… Alya, listen. I want you to know that I love you. No matter what happens next, okay? I love you.”

“Mari, what-… What are you doing? What is happening? Why are you-… Are you in trouble?!”

“Alya, I love you! See you this evening!”

With that, she interrupted her best friend’s words, putting back the phone into her pocket. Nino looked at her through clouded eyes but had managed to align the helicopters speed with the train.

“You sure?”, she heard him ask through the radio.

“Completely. Just look out for me.”

“I will, Mari.”

She pulled at the rope and it slowly gave her space, letting her stand on the skids of the helicopter waiting for Nino to fly above the driver’s cabin.

Alya got up and rubbed her eyes. Something was wrong, very wrong. As fast as she could, she got up and checked the internet for any information. When she read ‘train’ and ‘driverless’, she quickly grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. She was greeted with a soap but hurriedly changed the channel and landed on the news live, seeing a helicopter flying above a train.

“… And as it seems, two heroic emergency pilots are currently trying to get to the driver cabin of the train, to hopefully stop the train. For now-…”

Alya pulled out her phone once again, looking up what was happening. After two minutes, she dialed Adrien’s number, terrified to see on live TV that her best friend was standing on the skids of the helicopter, looking down at the moving train, obviously concentrating on roping herself down.

“Adrien?!”, she almost yelled when he accepted, surely making him flinch.

“Ow, Alya! What is it? You know I’m in the middle of a shoot-…”

“Forget it! Turn on the TV! Nino-… M-Marinette-… They-… Oh my g-god!”

“Alya? What is it? What’s happening?”

The brunette couldn’t answer. She saw that her best friend took the step out into the air, slowly roping herself down towards the train in which the AKUMA terrorists were surely waiting for her.

“Adrien, how far are you from Nino’s and my apartment?”

“About five minutes?”

“C-Come here right now. I-I think-… I think Mari’s gonna die.” “What?! Alya, I-…”

“Come here in this instant and hold me for god’s sake!”

She hung up before he could answer. Because in that moment, the helicopter which her boyfriend flew, suddenly gained in height and Marinette hadn’t been prepared for it.

“Nino! What was that all about?!”

“Sorry, Mari! I’m just looking out for you and luckily, we missed that tree branch. It would’ve been worse if the rope had been hit!”

Marinette nodded and continued to rope herself down, until she could almost touch the train with her feet but the speed made it difficult for her to manage not swinging around.

She gritted her teeth, trying to get into a better position with circling her legs.

“Mari, I can’t hold this forever!”

“Well, me neither! I’m working on it, Nino!”

She heard him moan and focused on trying to touch down gently, but after about two minutes of trying, she gave up and with a fast pull, she was down on the train’s roof. She rolled a few times because the train was moving faster than she thought and the rope yanked her up. She just hoped her world would stop spinning.

“Mari!”, she heard Nino yelling, then she felt a great pain in her back.

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