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prismuffin · 1 year

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Hello can i get a Connor (Rk800) x engineer male reader scenario, this is after the human vs Detroit war, So imagine the reader is an engineer and some engineer has to stay a life for fixing the Androids but the reader is generaly nice to Android and since connor work usually get him damage so they have met before and have good a friendship. Connor isn't the best at feeling so he always ask the reader for help. One day finally connor confess his feelings by accident because he doesnt know what he is feeling. I hope this is good enough to explain what I am going for because English is not my first language

A/n: your English is totally fine my dude I understood what you meant and I adore the idea😽 hope you enjoy and thanks for reading!!

Overheated

Connor (rk800) x male!engineer!reader

( summary: Connors still getting used to emotions, and after experiencing a strange sensation every time he sees you he decides to ask you about it )

warnings?: Adorably naïve Connor, talks of injuries but very briefly

!-!more under the cut!-!

"Connor, nice to see you again so soon." You smiled at Connor who had just entered your workshop. He returned your affectionate smile with one of his own as he closed the door. You paused what you were working on, removing your protective goggles so you can get a better look at him. "What's it gonna be this time?" You guided him over to an exam table as you talked. "Bullet removal, blue blood transfer, wound welding?" You listed off some previous procedures that you've had to do on him. Connors line of work wasn't the safest job out there and he would constantly decide to take bullets for his team knowing that they can be fixed a bit easier than a human bullet wound. You scold him for this but he says you can't complain since he's paying you to fix him which is true; honestly he comes around so often he could probably singlehandedly keep you in business.

He shook his head and you raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to explain why he's here. "The reason why I'm here isn't for something physical." He stated and you motioned for him to continue. He glanced away for a second and hesitated. "I- think I may have a virus of some sorts..?" He spoke slowly, like he himself wasn't fully convinced. Viruses for androids act as colds for humans, it can overheat their systems and make them, well, sick. “A virus?” You raised an eyebrow and he gave you one small nod. There was a common Virus spreading amongst the androids at this time so it wasn’t shocking news. “Have you come in contact with any androids that may have had any viruses?” He shrugged and you hummed, grabbing a clipboard. “Alright well, describe your symptoms for me so I can see what we’re dealing with.”

He fixes his posture and clears his throat before speaking again, "Well, I'm not entirely sure it's a virus." One of his hands twitched as he thought about how to word his next sentence. "I don't really have many symptoms...maybe I'm confusing it with a new feeling." He let out a chuckle and shrugged, "I'm still getting used to those." You nodded and smiled understandingly before placing your clipboard down. "Well I'm no therapist but describe it and maybe I can help you place it." You crossed your arms and he smiled, looking down. "Well, I can't really explain it. It only ever happens when I'm around you." Your eyebrows shot up, you weren't expecting that. You felt your body temperature increase as Connor continued to describe his new foreign feeling. "My systems seem to overheat and I feel..happier..? But it's a different kind of happy then what I perceive to be my normal level of happiness." You stood there silently as you took in his words- was he...confessing to you accidentally??? "My thirium pump seems to increase in speed as well and I.." he trails off, glancing at you then the floor then back at you. "I get more nervous, and.." He inhaled as you gave him a lopsided grin.

Walking closer to where he sat, you grabbed his hand and watched as he seemed to freeze for a moment. "Do you find me attractive?" He blinked for a moment, the question had obviously caught him off guard. "I...do find you aesthetically pleasing, yes." He furrowed his eyebrows and you bit back a larger smile. "Connor I think you like me." He narrowed his eyes, his eyebrows furrowing even more. You could tell you'd have to explain it further. "Like a crush." You continued, though the analogy didn't click for him like you'd hoped it would and you sighed. "Love, Connor, you're feeling romantic feelings." You watched as his eyes left yours and searched around for nothing in particular; they eventually landed back on yours and you could swear he started blushing.

"Oh."

That was the only thing that left his mouth for a while and you let the silence surround the two of you while he figured things out in his brain. He eventually squeezed your hand and smiled, "It's a nice feeling." You nodded and his eyes softened "Do you feel it around me too?" You had to take a moment to register his question. From the moment you met Connor you had found him very attractive and the way you worried for him whenever he turned up in your workshop injured even if it was minor didn't stem from nowhere. Over the time you knew Connor you'd both become great friends and you loved spending time and talking with him even if it was when you were removing a bullet from his shoulder. You truly did care for him and like him more than you ever noticed, the thought of dating him was out the picture in your mind. Android and human relationships were still so new you never considered liking Connor in that way, but you did. You looked down at your intertwined hands and smiled, "Yeah...I guess I do." You looked back up at Connor who seemed to perk up hearing that.

You both weren't completely sure where your relationship would go from here but you know you'll have each other either way, and you're fine with that.

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salembutnotthecat · 2 months

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Novemetober (Rescheduled) | Day Twenty

@monthofsick | day twenty: late caretaker (i think i did this right)

introducing some new ocs to take a break from Novak. meet Lucien, the rookie police officer Vanessa (Willow’s girlfriend) has taken as a little brother almost. lucien is very anti-help and vanessa doesnt care, basically

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tw for emeto, resistance, fever, sick on the job

It's 4:47p.m.

He should be on his way to the station. The 6 to 6 shift. He didn't drive, he needed to catch the bus, and then the train.

Instead, he's half ready, coughing as he tried to catch his breath while leaning over the toilet, spitting after a sudden round of vomiting he hadn't been expecting to endure.

He hadn't been expecting the headache he woke up with, or the ache in his muscles, or the way that moving made his head spin.

Of course, he couldn't skip out on work. That would put everyone on tonights shift at a disadventage. And he couldn't do that to them.

He was shaking. He could feel the way his whole body was almost vibrating, like he had a current of electricity was running constantly through every vein in his body.

He needed to pull himself together. He needed to get dressed, he needed to catch the bus, the train, get to the station. Regardless of how terrible he was feeling.

Vanessa looked at the clock. It was quarter after six. Lucien wasn't here yet. That was unusual.

She picked up her phone, dialing Lucien's number. The phone rang, and rang, and eventually went to voicemail.

"Hey, Jonah," Vanessa said, grabbing her fellow officer's shoulder as he walked past her desk, "Have you heard from Officer Carpentier?"

Jonah thought about it for a second, before shaking his head, "No, I haven't heard from him. Ask Cap maybe?"

Vanessa groaned, tossing the file she was looking over back onto her desk. "Fine."

She got up, heading to Captain Baxter's office.

SHe knocked on the door.

"Officer McAllister?" Captain Baxter looked up from his own paperwork, "Are you here to get your clearance to go on patrol?"

"First of all, I would love to go on patrol, or literally anywhere that isn't this boring ass office," Vanessa said, "But, no. Actually, I was wondering if Officer Carpentier called in?"

"Not to me he hasn't," Captain Baxter shrugged, "Your rookie's a no show?"

"He doesn't seem like he would be a no show, like on purpose," Vanessa said, "But maybe."

A knock on Captain Baxter's door.

"Hey, Vanessa," Jonah is popping his head in the door, "Carpentier is here."

"Great, yeah," Vanessa said, "So, can I go on-?"

"Yes, Officer McAlliser," Captain Baxter said, "Stay out of trouble."

Vanessa stepped out of the office, offering a welcoming smile to Lucien.

"Ready to go on patrol Luci? Vanessa asked.

Something seemed off. Vanessa always prided herself in her perception of things. But Lucien was a special case. He was good at hiding things. Vanessa knew that.

"Are you feeling alright, Lucien?" Vanessa asked, her tone laced with concern as they parked at the riverside.

Lucien forced a smile. "I'm fine, Vanessa. Just a little tired."

Vanessa didn't buy it. She had known Lucien long enough to see through his facade. But she decided not to press him further, trusting that he would confide in her when he was ready.

As they patrolled the streets, Vanessa couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. Lucien's casual attire, a stark contrast to his usual professional demeanor, only added to her worry. But she chose to focus on their duty, hoping that the distraction would alleviate whatever was troubling Lucien.

Their radio crackled to life, dispatching them to a disturbance at a nearby apartment complex. Vanessa glanced at Lucien, who nodded in response. They arrived at the scene to find a heated argument between two neighbors escalating into a physical altercation.

Vanessa and Lucien intervened, defusing the situation before it could escalate further. As they escorted the individuals involved to their respective residences, Vanessa stole a concerned glance at Lucien, who looked paler than usual.

"Are you sure you're okay, Lucien?" Vanessa asked once they were back in the patrol car.

Lucien hesitated for a moment before nodding. "I'm just a bit tired, that's all. Nothing serious."

Vanessa sighed inwardly, wishing Lucien would open up to her. But she respected his privacy, knowing that he would share if and when he felt comfortable.

They continued their patrol in silence, the only sound being the occasional chatter over the radio. As the night wore on, Lucien's condition seemed to worsen, his usual composure slipping with each passing hour.

Around 2:30, Vanessa figured heading back to the station would be better. They could do their paperwork and then Lucien could be out by six.

As they got to the department, Vanessa got out of the car. It took Lucien a little longer.

“I’m going to use the bathroom,” Lucien told Vanessa, “Then I’ll catch up.”

Lucien started feeling nauseous halfway through the patrol. The nausea that had hit him so suddenly that evening, before he came in, was nothing to how he felt now.

His head spun, his body hurt, and his stomach was gurgling and churning in such a way he hoped Vanessa didn’t hear.

“I’m going to use the bathroom,” Lucien had forced out, if only barely. “Then I’ll catch up.”

Maybe taking a breather in the bathroom would settle his stomach. He was off the next three days. He could be as sick as he liked as soon as he got home. But for now, he had to stay healthy. Or at the very least, appear he was in perfect condition.

The button up shirt he tried to put on before work squeezed his stomach back then, but even the loose Portland police department sweatshirt he was wearing felt like a vice grip on his stomach. He knew Vanessa was already suspicious by his attire, but he was begging internally that she second guessed herself.

As Vanessa and Lucien stepped into the station, Lucien's stomach churned violently, threatening to betray him at any moment. He forced a tight-lipped smile at Vanessa before excusing himself, his steps hurried as he made his way to the bathroom.

Once inside, Lucien's legs gave way beneath him as a wave of nausea washed over him like a relentless tide. He staggered to the nearest stall, collapsing to his knees just in time as his stomach revolted with a vengeance.

The retching sounds echoed off the tiled walls, each heave sending shards of agony through Lucien's body. His forehead beaded with sweat, his breaths coming in ragged gasps as he struggled to regain control.

His stomach heaved again, bile rising in his throat like a bitter tide. Lucien gagged, his whole body convulsing as he emptied the contents of his stomach into the toilet bowl. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes, a silent testament to his suffering.

Lucien’s world was suddenly reduced to the searing pain in his gut and the relentless cycle of vomiting.

Finally, the ordeal came to an end, leaving Lucien trembling and weak, his face drained of color as he slumped against the stall door. He wiped his mouth with toilet paper, his fingers trembling as he reached for the flush handle. But reaching forward, leaning forward, made his stomach lurch again. So, he leaned over the toilet, lips parted as saliva dripped into the bowl.

The shaking started again. The spinning in his head. The occasional clench of his stomach. Everything started again, telling Lucien he was going to vomit again.

Vomit again he did. His stomach lurched, he heaved so hard. Nobody was coming. Just as he liked it. He could puke his guts up, feel temporarily better, and finish the day. No additional concerns necessary.

He heaved, the type of heave he was sure started in the pit of his stomach and roared up his throat. He felt liquid come from his nose, he sniffled between vomiting rounds on instinct and could feel the acid going back up.

He clutched his stomach with his free hand, willing it to be over soon.

As minutes turned into what felt like an eternity, Vanessa's concern for Lucien grew with each passing second. She couldn't shake off the nagging feeling that something was wrong, her instincts as both a police officer and an unofficial older sister kicking into overdrive.

Abandoning her paperwork, Vanessa rose from her desk, determined to check on Lucien. She made her way to the bathroom, her footsteps quickening with each step, heart pounding in her chest.

Pushing open the door, Vanessa's heart lurched at the sight before her. The air was thick with the acrid scent of vomit. Lucien himself was kneeling, leaning over the toilet. Vanessa could see how bad he was shaking. She also saw the way his breaths shook, saliva dripped out of his mouth. She saw everything.

"Lucien," Vanessa whispered, her voice filled with concern as she approached him slowly.

Lucien didn’t look at her. Vanessa could see the way a hand stayed over his stomach, Lucien was trying to gauge whether or not he was going to be sick.

"I'm sorry, Vanessa. I didn't mean to worry you."

Vanessa's heart clenched at the sound of Lucien’s voice. Ripped absolutely raw by vomiting. Without a moment's hesitation, she brushed some bangs away from his suddenly sweaty face.

“You’re burning up,” Vanessa said, adjusting her touch to get a better feel of his forehead and cheeks. “Yeah. You have a fever.”

“I’m sorry,” Lucien tells her again.

"You have nothing to apologize for, Lucien," Vanessa murmured, her voice gentle but firm, she shifted her hands to pet his hair, "You're not alone in this. I'm here for you, no matter what."

But Lucien recoiled from her touch, his shoulders tense with self-doubt. "I don't deserve your comfort, Vanessa. I should be able to handle this on my own."

Vanessa's heart ached at Lucien's words, knowing all too well the weight of his self-imposed expectations. She did the same thing. She was sure it drove Willow up the wall most of the time. But she refused to let him suffer in silence, not when he needed her the most.

"You don't have to do this alone, Lucien," Vanessa said, her voice unwavering. "Let me help you."

Reluctantly, Lucien allowed himself to lean back against Vanessa, his defenses crumbling under the weight of his exhaustion. He felt the warmth of her presence enveloping him like a comforting embrace, soothing the raw edges of his frayed nerves.

“Come on,” Vanessa said, “Let’s head to the break room.”

Lucien nodded.

As Vanessa gently guided him out of the bathroom, her protective instinct kicking into overdrive, she was going through her list of things to grab. To give him.

She led him to the break room, guiding him to the couch. She brought over the trash can, just in case, and grabbed a cup of water for Lucien.

“Here, try this,” Vanessa said, sitting beside Lucien and rubbing his shoulder, “When six comes, you can come home with me, okay? Willow and I will take care of you.”

Lucien's throat tightened at Vanessa's words, a mixture of gratitude and guilt swirling within him. He accepted the cup of water with a shaky hand, taking a small sip to quell the persistent nausea churning in his stomach.

"Thank you, Vanessa," Lucien murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, taking the cup. "But I don't want to be a burden to you and Willow."

Vanessa's expression softened, shifting her hand from rubbing his shoulder to her running her hand through the slight curls of his sweaty shoulder length hair. "You're not a burden, Lucien. You're family. And family takes care of each other, no matter what."

Tears pricked at the corners of Lucien's eyes, overwhelmed by the depth of Vanessa's compassion. Despite his protests, she remained steadfast in her resolve to support him through his ordeal, her unwavering faith in him a beacon of hope in the darkness.

After a few sips of water, he looked at her, and she knew what he was looking for. Vanessa leaned back against the couch, Lucien laid hisbhead on her shoulder.

“I feel sick,” Lucien said, swallowing thick as the water tried to reappear.

Vanessa's heart sank as she felt Lucien's body tense against her, a silent testament to the relentless onslaught of his illness. She wrapped her arm around him, offering what little comfort she could in the face of his suffering.

"I'm here, Lucien," Vanessa whispered, her voice a gentle reassurance amidst the storm raging within him. "Just let it out. I've got you."

With a shuddering breath, Lucien buried his face against Vanessa's shoulder, his body convulsing with another wave of nausea. Then he broke away from her, grabbing the trash can. Vanessa rubbed his back as he heaved, hard. So hard Vanessa wanted to wince.

As Lucien emptied the contents of his stomach into the waiting trash can, Vanessa rubbed soothing circles on his back, offering silent comfort in the face of his suffering. And when the ordeal finally came to an end, leaving Lucien trembling and weak against her, Vanessa knew that they couldn't stay any longer.

"Come on, Lucien," Vanessa said softly, helping him to his feet. "Forget six o’clock. Let's get you home."

“But what about-“

“That cant have a puking officer on duty,” Vanessa shrugged, “And they won’t fire me unless I commit a real felony.”

Despite his protests, Vanessa remained steadfast in her resolve to take care of him, guiding him out of the break room and towards the exit. With each step, Lucien leaned heavily against her, his strength depleted by the relentless onslaught of his illness.

As they stepped out into the cool night air, Vanessa felt a sense of relief wash over her. They may have been leaving work early, but in that moment, nothing else mattered except getting Lucien home safe and sound.

“I texted Willow, she said she has some medicine for you,” Vanessa said, “Just try and rest until I get you to our apartment.”

“I can go back to mine,” Lucien offered.

Vanessa shook her head, “No Luci, you’re coming to ours. Willow and I will take care of you. Just let us, for once?”

And Lucien is too worn out, too nauseous, to disagree.

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azaleaniath · 1 year

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hiya bestie!! if you are up for it, can you write something abt fem!human!reader who is friends with the sully kids but neytiri doesnt like her. then one day, neteyam asks abt her family since shes seen theirs and she brings her tablet from the lab and shows the sully family videos of her mother and siblings from earth and the reader gets emotional since she hasnt seen them and probs wont see them for a while. then neytiri, altho still weary of the reader, understands her pain as a child w/o family with her and comforts the reader

Here u go! I know it took a long fucking time but hey, better late than never!

~ Platonic!Sully!family x human!reader ~

Acceptance

warnings: depression, loneliness, bit of angst, intolerance, angst, crying, brief mentions of death

SFW | 1.4k

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Growing up on Pandora was wonderful. After all, what was not to like? The colorful flora, bioluminescent animals and plants all over the planet, delicious fruits growing on gigantic trees with complex bark patterns. As deadly as they were, the beasts on here were simply stunning and breathtakingly beautiful. The indigenous, the Na'vi, were usually quite peaceful, at least the omaticaya tribe. They only took what they really needed from their natural habitat, making sure to not let any fiber go to waste. Treating everyone equally, they did not care about money, wealth, expensive cars or corruptive banks and companies. Everybody had their duties in the clan, but they did not judge off of meaningless papers, bachelor titles or anything that would qualify a human for a job. Truthful, caring, a big blue family. That was what the omaticaya were. There was no greed for power, no yearning for a sudden status, no society classes. This place was simply perfect. You had this astonishing, mostly untouched environment all around you, had made some friends too and spent almost every day with them. There was nothing more to ask for. Nothing, really.

Nothing but a family.

You hadn't seen your mother in years. Nor your father, your siblings. There wasn't one sign of life. Sometimes it still tugged on your heartstrings. Especially when you saw the Sullys sitting together for dinner. Spider had always told you not to stare too long. He knew the pain since he was in a similar situation. It was always devastating to leave the Sullys in the evening, see them living together as a happy family when you and Spider had to return to the lab, your so called home, gulping down the loveless and plain, industrial made microwaved instant food before heading to your cold metal bunk bed, all alone.

Once again you walked deep into the forest, bringing Lo'ak, Kiri and Tuk back to their home. Their parents had also just returned from a successful hunt, together with their oldest son. He was carrying the shot animal over his shoulders, greeting you with a smile. He was always relieved to see his siblings returning home in one piece.

Jake also greeted you shortly. "Hey kids, had fun?" he asked in english just before entering the marui they lived in and putting his bow down.

"It was good, yeah!" You answered quickly and watched how they all settled down and started to prepare their dinner.

Neytiri silently glanced at you and Spider, her eyes narrowed at the sight. Sky people were something she could probably never come to terms with. It always felt like a stab through the chest to see her almost disgusted and bitter visage. As if you and Spider personally were the enemy. With a frown you averted your eyes, feeling a hand on yout back soon after. It was Kiri, she tried to lift your mood with soft whispers. "You know she doesn't hate you. Don't take it to your heart, it's not you..."

"It still feels... shitty to say the least. You have your perfect little family and I-"

"Hey! No demon language in my home! You shouldn't be here in the first place!" Neytiri snapped at your words, making you stumble backwards with wide eyes.

Jake decided to chime in too and keep his wife back before anything could escalate. "Hey, she hasn't done anything. I started it, okay?"

The last thing you wanted was for them to fight over whether you belonged here or not so you took another step back.

"No, Neytiri is right. This is your family, not mine. You can be lucky to have each other around you every day, but I'm not a part of that. It's okay, I'll go. I'm sorry for coming here..."

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A few days passed by ever since this had happened. You were avoiding the clan ever since, not wanting the Sully kids to get into trouble because of the time you usually spent with them. It lead you to simply stray through the forest by yourself until suddenly someone ripped you back by your shoulders. Before you could even scream you faced a bright smiling Neteyam, staring at you through the glass of your mask. This boy was seriously so silent you hadn't even noticed him until then.

"You're way too careless to wander through the forest by yourself, let me get you back." Once the shock was over, your pulse started to calm down again and he started to lead the way to the lab. Neteyam used the time to ask you a few questions about your family. Where they lived, how they lived, why they weren't here with you and so on. Since it was already getting late you decided to leave the explanations to another time. His sudden interest definitely hit you like a truck. These questions were simply unexpected but after what had happened a few days before he found himself rethinking your words. How was life without a family? Both of you agreed to meet the next day to give him answers to all of his questions. You had to sleep a night and gather your thoughts before you could answer all his countless questions.

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Neytiri hated this idea. You here in her home, with her children, with some kind of sky people technology. As much as you could you tried to ignore her aggressive staring as you hugged your tablet with both arms, surrounded by the sully kids.

"So, your family is on earth right?" Neteyam started carefully, seeing how stressed you were. He did feel somehow guilty for getting you into this situation but it was only fair if they learned about you too.

You nodded at his question and looked up into the sky. Not that you could see the sky through the rainforest, but you still did it somewhat unintentionally. "Yeah, they are."

Kiri looked at Neteyam, Lo'ak and then at you before speaking "Can you see them? Over these video thingies?"

Oh that would be a dream. But it wasn't possible at all.

"No, sadly not."

"But hey, you still have us, don't you?" Lo'ak tried to lift the mood but Neytiris piercing look after his words made you feel anything from being one of them. You furrowed your brows, looking down onto your tablet.

"No..." you whispered barely audibly, voice becoming all shaky before words just started to spill from your lips.

"It's not the same. You have your own family. Mine lives far away, and as a matter of fact I don't even know if they are still alive. My planet is falling apart. I don't know if I'll ever see them again. I don't even know how many years have passed since I've seen my family and I'm also not sure if they would even recognize me or see me as their daughter anymore. Maybe they have forgotten me and i will probably never know. All i have- all the memories, they only feel like a distant dream. You come home to a meal made with love by your mother and sit together, sing songs, get hugged and whatever while I am alone in my bedroom wondering what my mom's voice sounds like cause I can't fucking remember!"

During your rant, all eyes had landed on you. Everybody looked shocked at your sudden outburst, even Neytiri. They all watched how your eyes filled with tears and soon after spilled over. The kids were too stunned to get a single word out while Neytiri slowly stepped closer, kneeling down next to you.

She placed a soft hand on your back and ran her delicate fingers along your spine while her eyes softened more and more.

"Do you...have any memories on there?" It surprised you when she switched to english, so you turned your head to her. Neytiri gestured towards the tablet and you hesitantly unlocked the device. Neteyam, Lo'ak, Kiri and also Tuk came closer to you, watching as you opened a file of pictures. After revealing the first image, you held the tablet a few more inches away so everyone could have a look.

"So..." you started quietly, feeling your heart squeeze at the mere look. Neytiri kept stroking over your back as the corners of your lips turned up into a sad smile.

"This is my sanok."

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narcotic-ka · 4 months

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Hoody / brian is one of the most interesting marble hornets character and this is why

he is one of the only one we dont know that much about and if your saying 'oh what abt tim!! Hes like that too' yea but at least we knew how tim is how he acts how he reacts and a little bit of his past (like the hospital thing) and an explicit mention of his relationship with his mom and if your saying 'yeah well jay is like that too' and you'd be right BUT we can see how the operator and the alex situation effected Jay and his curiosity how it lead to his death we can see where he spiralled down the operator rabbit hole and what and how he thinks of alex and other people while BRIAN WE KNOW RIGHT NEXT TO NOTHING OTHER THAN HE USED TO BE TIM'S BEST FRIEND and we didn't know how the operator infected him directly and how he WAS doing when he downspiralled and yes totheark explains his feelings toward the situation now but not BACK THEN like what happened to him why did he turn into hoody how can he have all the abilities that he had (teleportation, increased stamina, insane regeneration (kind of like masky too (ans SURE ITS BWCAUSE OF THE OPERATOR BUT WHY AND HOW??))) and his death was something so anticlimactic like its almost as if he wasn't MEANT TO LET GO OFF THAT BALCONY..

ALSO WITH THE FACT THAT HE FELT BETRAYED AND OFFENDED WHEN HE REALISED TIM WASNT EVEN THINKING OF HIM AS USUALLY AS HE DOES WITH HIM CZ LIKE BECAUSE OF TIM HIS LIFE TURNED UPSIDE DOWN HE USED TO BE A RESPECTED FILM STUDENT AMONG HIS PEERS,

GOOD AT ACTING, ATHLETIC, WELL KNOWN AND WELL LIKED BUT BECAUSE OF TIM HE BECAME A VICTIM OF THE OPEATOR AND ALEX AND HIS DEATH WAS ALSO PARTIALLY TIMS FAULT

PLUS THE PERSON WHO MADE HIS LIFE A LIVING HELL DOESNT EVEN REMEMBER HIM MUCH WHEN HE PROBABLY THINKS ABOUT TIM ALL TIME EVERY DAY AND EVERYWHERE HE SAW HOW HIM AND JAY IS GETTING ALONG AFTER HE INSTIGATED THEIR TEAM-UP AND GOT JEALOUS AND MAD SO HE BECAME MORE VENGEFUL AND AGGRESSIVE TOWARDS THEM STEALING TIMS PILLS MORE INTENSIVELY AND ANTAGONISING JAY EVEN MORE THAN HE ALREADY HAVE

He also was probably

Extremely jealous and pissed because of Tim offering help to jay unconditionally when they were attack BUT WHEN BRIAN WAS THE ONE THAT NEEDED HELP BACK THEN

TIM RAN AWAY AND FORGOT ABOUT HIM WHIHC MADE HIM EVEN MORE PISSED OFF PROBABLY

End of yapping

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bil-daddy · 4 months

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hi mr bildad um im just gonna dump this here since i have no one else to talk to

as someone who has always praised in their ability to be friends with anyone (i also need human interaction to survive btw) ive been feeling very lonely, especially since now are the school holidays.

my best friend (who is one year older than me) is barely online and doesn't take me seriously enough. and when i ask my friend group (with 2 other people my age) if they want to go out nothing happens. ive asked so many times but it's like they just don't want to hang out. and i keep seeing them post everywhere of them having fun with their OTHER friends (i don't know them bc they're from their primary schools; we are in secondary school now). and the obvious solution is to hang out with my primary school friends, right? well awesome news I DONT HAVE ANY.

and like ive just been feeling really really lonely especially today. i don't even text anyone except for my best friend, and even then she doesnt really respond properly because its like i dump a lot of messages and 4 hours later she skims through them, rinse and repeat.

(also side note i used to have another best friend but he ended up having a crush on me and didn't give me space so i kinda ended the friendship bc i wasn't comfortable with it)

during my entire TWO MONTH school holiday i haven't gone out with friends. not even once. while i see everyone else my age having so much fun and enjoying life while i just rot at home scrolling through tumblr.

so yeah im not really having a great time. hopefully when i get back to school in january things will be better

sorry for the long rant

Hey, kid (human). No need to apologize for the long rant. Actually, I've got a lot to say about this topic, too, so take a toilet break, grab a beverage and a snack, then sit down with your deal old Bildaddy (platonic, metaphorical) for a chat.

First off, sorry you're going through this. It hurts a lot when friends start fading away, and you realize they no longer consider you as close and you consider them. Feeling left out and like you don't have any real friends seriously sucks.

But it's actually something every single person goes through at some time or another--though most of us aren't brave enough to admit it like you have, because it feels embarrassing and shameful. Like there's something wrong with you.

There isn't.

There is nothing wrong with you.

Friends come and go, and 99% of the time it has nothing to do with you, or anything you've said or done. It isn't your fault. That doesn't mean it hurts any less, but it isn't your fault.

But that being said, I promise you, for every person you see pictures of having so much fun and enjoying life, there are twenty--probably even more--at home like you, scrolling tumblr, or tiktok, or reddit, or whatever the kids are scrolling these days.

And even those people you see posting pictures, that isn't their everyday life. They post pics of the good times, not the bad ones (well not usually) or the boring ones. Especially not the boring ones. I bet they do more sitting at home and scrolling than you think. They're just not advertising that for all their followers to see.

But that's not the point. The point is (dolphins! goats!) your current friends aren't fulfilling your need for socialization. And that means you need to find some new friends, anon.

You can still stay friends with your best friend and that old friend group. As in, don't send them a message officially ending the friendship, and don't delete and/or block them everywhere. You can still talk to them in school when you see them.

(Do unfollow them on social media if seeing them hang without you is upsetting--or better yet, pause on using social media entirely--except for tumblr, of course--until you're in a better place, mentally and emotionally. Bildaddy deleted instagram five years ago and never went back.)

But starting today, back off on asking these friends to hang out, and sending long text messages to your best friend that she only skims through. They're not matching your energy, so you need to start matching theirs. Either they'll notice the difference and start making more of an effort (no, not that kind), or they won't and they won't. But either way, you'll stop wasting your time.

Next, you take all the energy you were spending on your old friend group and start looking for new friends.

While you're still on winter break, there might not be as many opportunities, but there are some possibilities. Do you have any cousins around your age who might wanna hang out? Or maybe there are local events aimed at teenagers you can attend? Check libraries and community centers. Or on New Year's Eve, there might be some sort of Parents Night Out event you can volunteer for and help babysit a group of little kids, along with other teenagers that you could befriend?

Then, when winter break ends, look around your school for other students who might be in your same situation--and trust me there are others in your same situation. Is there someone who always sits alone at lunch? Or what about that kid in class who's too shy to speak up? Is there someone getting bullied or ostracized? Someone new to the school who hasn't made any friends yet? Look for the ones who might need a friend as much--or even more--than you do and try to befriend them.

It won't always work, no, cause nothing always works. But it will work sometimes. And you only need it to work enough times to make a couple friends. And if you make the right friend, they might have a friend group that you can join.

I know it's really scary to put yourself out there and make the first move. But you'd be surprised how receptive people are, especially the shy ones who are too scared to say 'hi' first, and rely on the braver ones, like you, for the human connection they need. Because we all need it. (Even me. Because I'm totally 100% human.)

Other ways to make friends are clubs, in school and out of school, which is probably what adults will suggest if you ask them, so I'm not going to spend much time on this. But they're right. If you're not already in clubs--academic, sports, art, books, music, anime, whatever your interest(s) is--join some! If there's nothing of interesting at your schools, churches and other local organizations might also have youth clubs and activities, too.

Shared interests in a sure way to make friends. I see it happening all the time on Tumblr. Those mutuals you wish didn't live so far away? Well, you can find mutuals just like them IRL! (Especially if you start or join a book club that reads Good Omens, or a tv show club that watches Good Omens)

Another option is getting a part-time job at a place other teenagers work. If this is something you can do without disrupting your schoolwork, try it. Fast food restaurants, cinemas, places like that.

You say you're someone who has the ability to be friends with anyone? Well, prove it! This isn't a threat, by the way. This is encouragement. I'm encouraging you.

Now go out there and make some friends, kid! I know you can do it! I believe in you, and everybody here is rooting for you.

And, as always, have an ox rib (platonic)

#bildaddy answers #life advice from bildaddy (results may vary)#have an ox rib (platonic)#bildaddy #bildad brainrot #bildad nation #bildad the shuhite army #oh bildad we're really in it now #oh bildad the shuhite we're really in it now #bildad my beloved #shutanic temple #bildad the shuite #bildad #bildad the shuhite #bilday #obstetrician thursday

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rosefinch07 · 2 months

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Just imagine being jason in the highschool au

You become friends with a boarder kid on scholarship who wants to become a dentist

Batman seems to have invited blue beetle to gotham for a longer period of time than usual because he's always helping during situations

The guy has his first encounter with seeing a dead body when joker breaks out and blows up a few buildings

Dick fights with bruce that night so you go to your best friend's dorm for the night, he looks like he needs the hand holding more than you do

You cut his hair when he complains about it being too long and thick and an oil sink

You get a bruised cheek during sparring with blue beetle bc he finally landed a hit on you but he freaks out and says sorry a bunch

Your best friend then thinks you have an abusive boyfriend before you say it was just because you were practicing fighting with someone because he can apparently see through concealer that tricks everyone else

one day you fall in love with the guy when screwing around in the rain with him after school

You fight with bruce and go to his dorm, going to his dorm is becoming a pattern

You freak out because you think bruce is going to kick you out, your best friend bets otherwise

The stakes are getting him a pop

You get caught when leaving the dorm

Bruce gets called to pick you up

Your friend SPRINTS down to the office to wait with you, he's half dressed, you're still in your pjs and a hoodie you stole from him

Bruce arrives in all his brucie glory

You end up owing your friend a pop

You go to homecoming together as friends

Your best friend gets insanely drunk after one cup of punch because someone put in vodka into the punch bowl

You file away that he has a really inflamed back right at his spine between his shoulderblades, but he says he doesnt know the reason and you just focus on him being safe

You start patrolling with blue beetle

You fall even more in love with your friend by the day, you get a girlfriend to try and escape because you dont want to mess up your friendship you have with him

He is supportive of you, but something weird flickers in his eyes every now and then

On patrol you confide in blue beetle, he says to tell your girlfriend the truth and wishes you luck with your friend

Your friend almost gets kidnapped when going to the store because he went in his uniform

He says that batman saved him before changing the topic by asking to kiss you

You start dating that day

You ask bruce when you get back to the manor

Bruce backs him up even though there was no mention from the other kids at school that batman was there

You let it go

Freshman year turns to sophmore year

You keep hiding that you are robin and your boyfriend is also hiding something from you, but he assured you that it wasn't dangerous so you let him keep it private

Finals pass, he goes back to texas and his family like he does every summer

He visits, though, so you go on dates with him every chance you get

You want to find your birth mother

You look at leads

You find one and the night before your boyfriend's flight you go to his hotel room and say goodbye

You say "catch you on the flip side, don't miss me too much, yeah?" And he says "if you somehow find a way to die, i'm bringing you back to life just to kill you myself"

It was clearly meant to just be a joke

Joker

Warehouse

Bomb

You ended up finding a way to die anyways

You wake up in your grave, get picked up by the loa, and come back to gotham as red hood

Your (ex??) boyfriend is kneeling at your grave, the stupid capsule prize ring from a carnival on a necklace clasped in his hands that you have the match to

He's singing through silent tears, singing songs that you two used to sing together when doing karaoke

He's older now, he's clearly back in gotham for college, he has his gotham university student id clipped to his shirt

You dont know if you're welcome

You don't know how to begin to explain

So you dont try to

You just stare from the rooftops at the boyfriend you left behind

#rose finch fic rambles #jaime reyes #jason todd #gunbug #jaime reyes x jason todd #jason x jaime #jaime x jason #blue beetle #red hood #jason todd x jaime reyes

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unovanhunny · 10 months

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Feel free to ignore if you'd prefer a non-religious holiday, but what about a sweet christmasy plot thing? Like imagine a quick moment that's like a quiet character study of Emmet. He takes a break from the heists and crime around the holiday because even HE doesnt believe in ruining christmas for some poor sod. However, he doesnt really have a family to spend the holiday wit so he's left to just sorta wander around the city or something.

It was cold that night, near the end of the year, but far from dark. The lights lit up every display window with the promise of festive warmth. Though the holiday meant little to Emmet, usually seeing Elesa for a quick visit but otherwise not having any plans, he loved the atmosphere that would take over. It made him feel just a little less lonely.

As kids, he and his friends would snatch little trinkets while people were too busy shopping to notice and would share the spoils. That was the closest thing to a Christmas he would have. Not exactly a tradition that worked now as an adult.

He could hear the music blaring from the speakers placed along the main street, quieter from just the next block over. He had heard those songs all his life and there was a bitter nostalgia there. Enough to keep him from walking the Main street. The music made him think of things he never had and may possibly never have, and it was a sore spot as a kid. Now, he had made his peace, but he still remembered the feeling of lost hope. But though the music was the backdrop for the early evening, that wasn't his focus.

The chatter of people was what he was here for. The chatter of people was comforting. Families doing last minute shopping before the Eve hit, groups of friends heading to and from shops, couples getting dates in before the holiday Really began. It was like he could get lost in the elevated mood and not have to wonder if he would ever have something like this himself. It was isolating and lonely, but it was better being lonely surrounded by others than while being locked away in his empty apartment with just him and his parrot.

"Emmet!"

His heart stopped at the cheery voice calling his name and it took him a moment to remember. That was the name he gave Ingo, but Ingo knew it only for his civilian persona. Pulling a mask onto his face quickly and tugging his hat down more firmly, he turned to see the detective he spent more of his days playing cat and mouse with.

"Hello, Detective. Merry Christmas. Are you getting last minute presents?"

Ingo's smile may have been subtle, but his eyes were shining with a cheerful light that made it more than obvious. Emmet felt a flutter in his chest he tried to push down.

"I, well, yes. Honestly, I was wondering how I was going to give this to you, but I guess it must be a Christmas miracle!" And as he spoke, he reached into the back he was carrying to pull out a small gift bag. "I wasn't quite sure what you would like, but I hope this can convey my appreciation for you!"

Staring at the outheld bag for a long moment, Emmet finally took it with a hesitant hand.

"Are... You sure? You really did not have to give me anything. I-I do not have anything for you in return. If anything, I should be showing you appreciation!"

Ingo's laugh was loud but sweet, his eyes still bright. "I'm sure! And you don't need to get me anything, it's not an obligation. I appreciate having someone I can talk to, and I wanted you to feel that appreciation."

Emmet nodded slowly. "Well... I am glad to be that for you. And I will continue to be someone you can talk to. I will find some way to repay you, though, mark my words."

"Then I look forward to it! I'm sorry if I interrupted you, I couldn't pass up the chance. I do need to be going though. Merry Christmas!"

"Be on your way, then. Merry Christmas. And thank you."

At home once again, Emmet stared at the gift bag after placing it on the kitchen table. For some reason, he was nervous. A deep breath and he pried the bag open, careful to not rip the bag as he removed the staple's grip. He stuck his hand into the festive white and red tissue paper to pull out two things. A bag of peppermint bark and a frosted glass figure of a train. It was so thoughtful, Emmet thought he might cry. He did let out a little laugh under his breath as he unwrapped the bark to break off a piece and pop it into his mouth.

Now he would have to find something sweet and thoughtful like this for Ingo. And find a way to get it to him that wasn't simply dropping it off on his doorstep as usual. He would have to think on it. Definitely before New Years.

"I will have to wish him a Happy New Year in person."

#ku over the speaker #ingo #emmet #blankshipping #my writing #phantom thief blankship au #kudanobo

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lilacponds · 1 year

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HE HE HO HO ZAREYL LORE

ok lets see where to start!! zareyl is drow who grew up in the underdark with a really abusive mother 😀 she raised all her childern to extremely strict standards with harsh punishments whenever they werent up to her standards (which was often). he was never allowed to leave the house so the only socialization he had were his tutors (which kept themselves distanced from the children), his older sister, and occasionally his dad (who was not allowed to dote on the children, but would sneak time with them against the mother's wishes). his dad actually teaches him how to play the pan flute and gives him his own flute as a gift <3

mom finds out about these stolen moments, and she is Not Happy!!! and to teach the kids a lesson - theyre around... i dont remember the exact ages, around 70 years old for Zareyl and 80 for his sister Inwyss? which in elf years is something closer to, idk, 15 human years roughly, to guesstimate. and she decides to just! murder her husband in front of the two of them.

thats the straw that broke the camels back for Inwyss - so she ran away. but Zareyl stayed, because they had two younger brothers - one of which was a literal newborn - and he was afraid of what would happen to them if he did. at least if he stayed he could make his mom focus her punishments on him instead.

so his life miserably goes on, making sure to be there for his brothers and show them the love and care their mom wouldnt. he doesnt speak a lot about their dad because hes scarred and it hurts, but he refuses to tell them it was their mom that killed him. and at one point, when he sees her focus start going towards his brothers as well, he decides enough is enough - he sneaks out of the house, bumbles his way to find some poison, and tries to kill her. spoiler alert, he is wildly ignorant about poisons, and barely had any money to himself anyways, so he just makes her seriously ill. terrified that she was going to kill him in front of his brothers like she did his father, he decides the best course of action for them is to do what his sister did and leave. he tells them he loves them and will be back one day, apologizes over and over, and leaves them the pan flute his dad left him, as a trinket and a promise.

so he runs away! and he goes to the surface, learns a lot about nature and some about people. eventually he gets recruited in this adventurer's guild, which was actually pretty defunct and him and the new people he meets are tasked, if they will, with bringing it back to old glory. hes like, fuck it, its something to do, itll help me actually have someplace to stay, and id like to help other people. (spoiler alert: we've been doing pretty damn good for ourselves!)

his group (the guild is divided in two groups usually, though the members of the group swap around from time to time - but theyve been with the same group for a few months at the start) has this particularly handsome tiefling, who isnt afraid to show his distaste for zareyl for the simple act of being a drow. and you know what, zareyl doesnt mind that! he finds his honesty disarming, in a good way. he has trust issues, and heres a guy that isnt afraid to let him know he doesnt like him, and whats more honest than that? eventually they get to know each other better and they become friends, and at this point in time zareyl has fallen HAAARD for him. there was a point in a mission where zareyl kind of fell unconscious, bitch almost drowned, and Quies (the tiefling) did CPR on him - except that Zareyl wasn't unconscious, just paralyzed, and so he thinks back to that fucking kiss every week of his life. they also slept together in the same bed once and Zareyl barely got a wink of rest.

they have also adopted a false god baby together. 🤭 everyone was like "its a FALSE GOD, the last one was burning people to a crisp, you should kill it before it grows up to be evil" and we were like "um actually, fuck you, this is a literal baby and we don't believe in the concept of 'youre destined to be this and it cannot be changed', touch this baby and youre dead". so his name is Sedd and hes being taken care of by someone they trust as we keep on adventuring and they dote on him when they are back at the guild

ANYWAYS his current mission? going back to his hometown, to get his brothers. he feels so much guilt over leaving them, and hes terrified of what has happened to them in the meantime - but with a good guild with a solid set of people he trusts as staff (and a few kobolds), he finally has a home for them to go to where they can be safe and grow up properly. so that's where he's headed, and he's terrified, but his friends are there with him to support him. (im lowkey hoping we get to fight and kill his mom, but that might be too traumatizing for the brothers, so we'll see)

#ANYWAYS THATS ALL IM LATE TO DND NOW LOL #Charlie chatters

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freindly-neighbourhood-anarchist · 3 years

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☀︎︎-: 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 :-☀︎︎

Kimetsu no yaiba x reader

°•.《 characters 》.•°

Rengoku, Giyuu, Shinobu, Sanemi

Tw: Swearing because Sanemi is Sanemi

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I'm definitely gonna binge write this series after watching the movie, I literally cant stop thinking about it--

Send in as much requests as you want!! :))

I do fluff, different AU's, angst and NSFW(we'll see).

Keep in mind, I havent read the manga. I'm caught up to the train Arc and that's it, so try not to spoil anything by requesting characters that havent appeared yet lol

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☼︎ ☀︎︎ʀᴇɴɢᴏᴋᴜ ᴋʏᴏᴜᴊᴜʀᴏᴜ☀︎︎ ☼︎

Holding hands is sort of a need for him-

He's huge with PDA and holding your small hand within his reassures him quite a bit. He never needs to ask to hold your hand, he just grips it whenever and wherever.

I feel like he'll sense when your nervous and be really perceptive, so he'd hold your hand to ground you in a way

It's highly effectve.

"Delicious!" Your energetic boyfriend chirped, eating his takoyaki with fervour and a bright smile.

You ate your own food from across him, shaking your head a little with a slight smile slanting onto your lips.

It's definitely been a long day, so winding down and eating with your amazing boyfriend is definitely a preferable way to end it.

He sort of sensed your stress as you came back from training, sweat sleek across your forehead. And thus, he ran a bath for you and then took you out for dinner to take your mind off of whatever was bothering you.

He's always had a keen intuition and was brilliant at reading emotions on others. It was a weird super power at this point. But he noticed how relaxed you were now that you were with him, it melted his heart.

His eyes flickered over your expression, his eyes soft with adoration and affection." This is certainly calming after a long day!" He exclaimed happily.

At his jolly aura, you nodded in agreement," Honestly... It's like you have some weird superpower to make me forget about whatever was annoying me. Kinda freaky." You shivered.

Letting out a hearty laugh, the man reached out, interlacing his long fingers with yours suddenly. The warmth of his skin sending goosebumps over your arms.

"I just know you too well! Nothing wrong or freaky about that!" His grin was filled with light.

Your fingers tightened around his, his warm skin seemed to be heating up your own body as well. Thank God, you were beginning to get cold anyways.

"Have I ever told you about how cute your hands are!" It was more of a statement than a question, pulling his hand and your hand closer to him so he could get a better glimpse at your soft hands." So tiny... So soft. It's like I'm being touched by an angel!"

"Geez, you're cheesy."

"You love it~!"

"... Fair point."

•«☔︎ 𝙜𝙞𝙮𝙪𝙪 𝙩𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙤𝙠𝙖 ☔︎»•

Bro I'm sorry, but I dont think he holds your hand much-

I feel like he thinks he doesnt need to show how much he loves you through actions, more so through blunt words.

But he will get the sudden urge to hold your hand every once in a while, so be prepared because he could get the jump on you at any point.

Doesnt like PDA that much, it makes him slightly uncomfortable because it's in public but I feel like he would get used to it later in your relationship.

Ocean-blue eyes stared at you hesitantly as you continued to speak about the new breathing technique you had learned.

Both you and Giyuu were walking peacefully through the garden you had grown over the years, the plants varying in different colours and sizes. They reminded him of you.

Your peaceful personality cued him to remember the petals of the flowers blowing gently in the breeze. Not to mention you smell very distinctly and sweet just like the flowers as well.

But as he walked with you in this haven, he felt pretty agitated and frustated. He hid it well with his usual deapan expressions, but he could feel the pit of the emotions growing bigger.

His hand twitched suddenly when the back of yours brushed against his, his cheeks tinting pink at the abrupt contact.

Gulping, he looked straight ahead with sharp eyes and a furrowed brow.

The atmosphere shifted.

And when you had stopped talking, he knew that you had noticed the harsh shift as well.

"Giyuu?... Are you feeling okay? You look like you're burning up." You questioned out of concern, a worried expression upon your face.

Shaking his head briefly, the ravenette continued to walk with his head staring straight ahead," I feel optimal. Why do you ask?" He was so obviously trying to change the subject.

You frowned a little at the stiff response and opened your mouth to respond but your boyfriend had beaten you to it.

"Let me h-... Hold your... Hand... Please." He uttered, looking down with red cheeks, an embarrassed scowl squirmed on his lips.

You were silent for a long while, making him wait nervously for your answer. What he wasn't expecting was the cute snort of laughter coming from you and grabbing his hand tightly within your own, your other hand wrapping around his forearm like it was a substitute teddy bear.

His cheeks heated up tenfold and he had to look away before you noticed.

"You're such a cutie. You don't need to ask to hold my hand you know?" You teased lightly, nudging him playfully by bumping your hip against his.

"I-it's embarrassing." He retorted.

"Whatever, cutie."

"No."

"Yes."

"Stop it."

꧁ꕥ 𝑲𝒐𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒖 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒐𝒃𝒖 ꕥ꧂

She would sooo tease you for wanting to hold her hand-

Like, she would hold it obvi, but she'd tease you about it for a good 5 minutes before finally giving up lol

Flustering you is one of her favourite pastimes, it was what your relationship was built on top of in the first place. Teasing eachother was always a thing you guys did.

But Kocho takes teasing to a MAXIMUM.

It's like you guys are challenging eachother to a tease off and she just refuses to loose. She'd rather die.

Dramatic but true

What a fucking queen-

"Ara, ara~ what was that? You want to hold my hand?" The raven haired woman pressed her hand against her lips, raising a suggestive eyebrow at you." Oh~ How scandalous! You're saying we should do pre-martial hand holding? why, that's practically a crime!"

You deadpanned at your girlfriend's words," Holding your hand is a crime?..."

"Mmhm!"

"But we literally made-out yester-"

She smiled at you passive-aggressively," I'm afraid we can't hold hands until we're married! Too bad!" She sighed, pretending to seem devastated ," How could you suggest we do such a lewd thing? In public, no less! You're quite the little scoundrel, hmm?~"

Your deadpan only deepened," Well then... I guess I'll just have to marry you then, hm? So I can hold your hand for the rest of my life." You chimed out, a slight twinkle in your eye. At the sight of Kocho's cheeks tinting a bright red, you smirked in triumph." Oya~? What's that I see? Is that blush?" You poked her warm cheek affectionately," I think it iiiis~!"

Biting her lip, Kocho scoffed and rolled her eyes," Just because you won doesn't mean you-... Shut up." She huffed out, losing her composure.

" Aha! So I won." You grinned out," I think I deserve a prize for winning for like... the first time." You said that last part quickly.

" You're not getting a kiss, if that's what you're referring to!" She smiled up at you passive aggressively.

Now the win didn't even feel like a win.

I guess, Kocho will always win in the end.

You pouted at her, eyebrows furrowed," You're so petty...." You groaned out, before a cheeky grin crossed over your lips," How about letting me hold your hand instead?"

Kocho stared at your grin with an unimpressed look, before her eyes softened and a gentle smile spread onto her perfect lips." Wipe that cheeky grin off of your face and I might consider it."

A bright smile instantly spread onto your lips and you held out your hand expectantly for her to take it. Her radiant smile only widened and her hand settled into yours, her warm fingers closing over your own as if she was keeping them safe in her hold.

" Now you have to marry me." She stated simply," I want to hold your hand in mine for the rest of my life as well."

᯾༄𖦹.𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕘𝕦𝕫𝕒𝕨𝕒 𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕖𝕞𝕚 .𖦹༄᯾

BRUUUUH THIS FUCKING MAN-

Ok, so hear me out lol-

I have read up on his character a tiny bit and bro he's such a fucking SOFTY like-

If you were to ask him to hold your hand he'd highkey have to process what you said for like a minute or two before finally agreeing to it lol

He has such a tough-guy exterior when on the inside he's actually really caring to those who are important to him.

Definitely one of those characters who seem like pricks but they like something cute like cats or something-

"Uhm... Sanemi?" You spoke up suddenly, interrupting the peaceful silence.

Your boyfriend broke out of his daze of appreciating your beauty and hummed to let you know that he was listening, picking up some of his uneaten rice with his chopsticks.

"Can... Can I h-hold your hand?"

He choked on the rice he was eating, coughing into his fist and thumping his other hand against his chest to try and get the rice that shot down the back of his throat to go down.

You went to get out of your chair to help him, concern etched onto your face, but he held a hand up to stop you. Instead, you simply passed your water to him, as of which he chugged greatfully.

When he had finally gained his composure, he held out a slightly trembling hand, his cheeks tinted red as he let out a gruff," yeah... Of course you can, idiot. You don't have to ask..."

Adoration bloomed in your chest at his words and you grabbed his outstretched hand, instantly interlocking your fingers with his. Absentmindedly, you ran your thumb up and down his hand comfortingly as you smiled like an idiot to yourself.

Ba-dump.

Sanemi's heart thumped in his chest at the look of love on your face, feeling his whole body heating up. The wind pillar was known for being ruthless, intimidating and quite frankly... A bit of an asshole.

But around you? He's a completely different person.

Between you and his little brother, he's always going to have a huge soft spot for you both.

So he'll always treat you well.

Squeezing your hand lovingly, he let a slight smirk curl onto his lips," You look like a dumbass smiling like that.... You must really like me, huh?" He tried to tease.

"I don't like you."

Arrows shot through his heart, his smirk dropping in an instant," Oi-!"

You giggled at his response," I love you."

The frown on his lips wobbled a little, threatening to break out into an idiotic smile. Clearing his throat, he looked away from you and pressed the back of his unoccupied hand against his mouth to hide the smile that threatened to appear.

"Oh..." He could only respond with," y-yeah... Same here."

"You're so socially inept."

"I'm damn not!!" He grumbled, eyebrows furrowing," I fucking love you too!! Is that better?"

You grinned childishly, bringing his hand up to your mouth and placing a light kiss to it," much better."

It's safe to say that this was the day he vowed to marry you.

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chifufuuyu · 2 years

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Mad Woman

summary: in which y/n's desire for happiness becomes her biggest downfall.

pairing: todoroki shoto x reader

cw: wandamaximoff!reader, major wandavision finale spoilers, ANGST, recollection of past traumas, hostage situation, child abuse¿, minor strangulation, roaches, death, detailed violent scenes, did i mentioned angst?, kidnapping¿, bakugou's sister reader but it doesnt play a huge part tho., ooc yaoyorozu

a/n: reader's quirk is telekinesis, telepathy and reality warping. yaoyorozu is agatha harkness-- just bc momo's hair reminds me so much of her. her quirk is different too.

part 2 (tba)

folklore masterlist

Todoroki Shoto and Y/n Bakugou are-- or rather, were pro heroes. After winning against the villains in the battle of Musutafu, the two high ranking heroes decided to step down and move to the suburbs to start a new chapter of their lives.

Moving to the Hyogo Prefecture never seemed so bad. It took them 7 years to finally settle and adapt to their new living situation. The pair is now living in their cozy suburban home with their six year old twins, Haru and Ren, and their dog, Sparky.

The first few years of Y/n and Shoto living in Hyogo have been normal. Though it seemed too normal for Todoroki's liking.

Everywhere you go, all you can see is the joyous grin of happy go lucky citizens of the prefecture. Not once I'm seven years has anyone had a bad day. If it wasn't suspicious enough, every time Todoroki reached the last street of the prefecture, the locals in there doesn't seem so well. It was as if they were robotic zombies that were mind controlled. Not to mention, it looks like there's an energy barrier separating Hyogo from the rest of the world.

Given the circumstances, Todoroki decided to conduct a further investigation.

Curiosity killed the cat, an old saying that pertains to nosy people that gets into trouble because of what they found. And that is exactly what happened to him.

If Todoroki wanted to keep his happy life with his wife, kids and his dog, he should never have investigated further. He should never have wanted to know what is out there somewhere. If he wasn't the curious cat that he is, then maybe his life would have stayed the same. But then again, being oblivious would do you no good.

Floating saucers and self wiping napkins seemed such a normal occurence in the Todoroki-Bakugou Household. You were lost in your own little world, watching the chores do itself, with a little help from your telekinesis.

Living in Hyogo seemed like a dream. You live with your husband, the twins and your older brother. Though you have no idea why one day, he just showed up at your doorstep acting all weird and sketchy. He was the Bakugou Katsuki but something changed in him. His usually scowling and frowning self was replaced. It was as if he was a replica of the happy go lucky citizens of Hyogo. You brushed it off though, he was being weird, but he was still your brother. Although he was being undeniably creepy with his unusual smiles and giggles. Lastly, he even bonds with your husband now, unlike before where the two would basically try to kill each other every chance they get.

You were smiling remembering how giggly and soft he was to your kids until a thought crossed you mind.

You have no idea where it all went south with your husband. Just a few days ago, everything was fine. He was himself. He was normal. But after a few days of him 'patroling', something changed. He had been distant, not only to you but also to your kids. He would always leave early and come back late at night when he thought you were already asleep and you'll feel the bed dip beside you.

Your train of thoughts was interrupted by a loud scream coming from your neighbor/bestfriend's house. You didn't let a second pass and you were already running towards the house where you left your kids to be babysat so you can spend some alone time with your thoughts.

Knocking harshly on Momo's door, she opened it gently with a grin on her face. She wasn't her usual self though. She wasn't as cheeky and her usual neon outfit is now a black long sleeved dress and her hair looked like it hasn't been brushed in a month.

"Y/n! I've been expecting you, what took you so long?" she said cheekily, caressing the holland lop bunny, Mr. Fluffy, on her arms.

"Where are my children?" you asked as you eyed her suspiciously.

"Oh darling! They're in the basement, playing." she giggled before directing you to the basement and you followed her reluctantly.

When you reached the basement, shock washed over you as you observe your surroundings. The light was dimmed and the walls are etched with inscriptions you couldn't quite decipher. Your mouth fell open and you didn't have enough time to run as the basement doors locked itself.

You turn your gaze back at Momo as your eyes flashed red in which she laughed maniacally. "Oh honey, my thoughts aren't available to you. You can't read them, can you? They never ever were. So don't go giving yourself a migraine. We've got work to do! "

"Where are my children?"

"Where are my children?~" she mocked. "Oof."

"Where are they?!" you demanded as you try to use your quirk against her but the usual scarlet energy is no where to be found. You looked at your hands aghast, as you began to back away.

"Oh, your magic's no good here." she said before she, herself, used magic and the next thing you know, you were levitating in the air with your hands behind your back as if it were restrained with invisible cuffs. You groaned loudly as you wiggle and struggle to breathe. She raises her hands and began to drag you towards her. "Didn't you notice? Basic protection spell, one on each wall?" You began to look around the basement with wide eyes and your gaze fell on each purple luminous light at the top of every pillars. "These are runes, Y/n. In a given space, only the witch that cast the runes can use her magic. How do you not know the fundamentals?"

"Who are you?"

"Who are you?! All those costumes and hairstyles." She sighed. "I was so patient, waiting for you to finally reveal your true self. I got close with fake Bakugou."

Your breath hitched at the mention of your older brother's name. "What do you want with my brother?!"

"Brother? Oh Y/n, it's quite humorous how you finally can't tell the difference between illusion and reality. He's dead. Your brother is dead. Fake Bakugou was just an illusion." She laughed boisterously as tears began stinging your eyes.

"It was you?"

"No, it wasn't literally me. Just my eyes and ears. A crystalline possession. Necromancy is a non-starter since your brother is in another prefecture buried six feet under. Not to mention, full of holes. But you were so crippled with your own self doubt that you believed it." She pouted mockingly. "Oh, Y/n. When I sensed this place, the afterglow of so many spells cast all at once... Oh I couldn't make heads or tails of it."

"How dare you use my brother against me?!" you screamed at her with such hatred and she only laughed at your face.

"Oh poor little Y/n, you got blinded by your feelings and emotions. You could've taken over the world if you wanted to yet here you are, playing house." She clicked her tongue as she gives you the stink eye. Her eyes fell on the sight of a cockroach and she plucked it from the concrete and laid it in her hands. She began to cast a spell and the insect levitated just like you did. "Mind control. A classic. Quick incantation and a feeble psyche and you're good to go." She flicked the cockroach and it landed on your cheek. You immediately zipped your mouth and shut your eyes and you shivered from the feeling of it crawling in your skin. "Thousands of people under your thumb, all interacting with each other according to complex storylines. That's something special, baby." She said as she swatted the cockroach away from your face and held it in her palm. "And of course, there's transmutation." All of a sudden, the cockroach turned into a black little crow. "Years to achieve, even the smallest convincing illusion. But Hyogo is through your lens, Y/n. Every little detail in place down to the crown molding. You're even running illusions miles away at the edge of the prefecture! Magic on autopilot! What's your secret, sister? Listen, I need you... Hey, Y/n, I need you to tell me how you did this."

"I didn't do anything. I'm not--" you failed to finish your sentence as you were snagged into the wall multiple times making you grunt in pain before Momo finally stopped and looked you dead in the eye.

"I tried to be gentle, to nudge you awake from this ridiculous fantasy, but you would rather fall apart than face your truth. You left me no choice." She lifted your chin with her pointer finger, "What is it that you said to your not-brother. All you could recall was the feeling? You felt empty. Alone. Endless nothingness... Let's start there. It's been fun playing pretend for a while, hasn't it, Y/n? Now it's time to unlock some reruns."

The sound of door opening caught your attention. Suddenly, you were free from her magical grasp and your body came in contact with the ground.

"No."

"I'm sorry? Did you forgot who got your children stashed in her bewitched basement?"

Screams and cries of your baby boys began echoing around the place but they were nowhere to be found, "Mom! Help. Mommy! Help us!"

You stood up frantically and she dragged you towards the door. The sight inside caused your heart to stop beating. It was you sitting you the floor with Katsuki as children in your childhood home and your parents laying on the couch laughing with the both of you as you watch sitcoms on the television.

"Oh. Charming house. Why are we here?"

"Mama..." You muttered as you tried to blink back tears from the heartwarming view in front of you.

"The Dick Van Dyke Show... Starring Dick Van Dyke." You hugged your knees close to your chest as one of your favorite tv show began playing.

"Papa... Katsu..." Your eyes are stinging with tears as a smile crept into your face but a sound of a snap of a finger brought you back to reality and then it was all pitch black and you were in another setting.

You were now lying in a cold ground almost lifeless with fires surrounding you. Sorrow, and helplessness filled you as you try to stand up but you cannot. You were crying as you try to find someone alive when a hand grabbed your arm and dragged you away from the scene.

"Y/n!" Katsuki shouted as he wrapped your arm around his neck and helped you stood up.

The both of you tripped as you ducked when a large piece of concrete almost hit you. The villains would never stop until the very last breathing person was dead.

You held Katsuki's hand in yours as you shut your eyes and began muttering to yourself, "At the end of every episode, it was all a bad dream. None of it is real." Holding your breath, you tried to wake up from the nightmare but a sudden force held your left ankle and you were dragged away to another setting.

"What happened there, Y/n? " Momo feigned concern.

"We... We were trapped." You whispered exasperated.

"For how long?"

"Two days."

"Huh. So much trauma, and yet you were safe as kittens the whole time." She began walking back and forth remembering your memories, "So what I see here, is a baby witch, obsessed with sitcoms and years of therapy ahead of her. Doesn't explain your hijinks. Where did you get the big guns, Y/n?"

The setting changed again and you were now in the one of the most awful places of your childhood. The events that caused you the most painful memories. When you were strapped in a bed at a laboratory owned by All for one. Numbers of mad scientist injecting different serums inside your body. It was agonizing. You and Katsuki were treated like lab rats. Test subjects.

"No! I don't wanna go back there."

"Oh but angel, it's the best medicine. The only way forward, is back."

You walked away and relive your experience as a lab rat for the godforsaken villains. From being injected to being isolated as you watch sitcoms on the provided crummy television in your cell.

Momo appeared behind you and leaned close to your ear, "Things are adding up, buttercup. I have a theory but I need more."

Another snap of Momo's finger brought you to a change of scenery. It was you but much more recent. You were sitting on the bed all alone.

"So where is this? The heroes compound?"

"It was the first home Shoto and I ever shared. Katsuki just died, I was in the city, I was all alone."

"Todoroki?" You said as you sensed him on the other side of your bedroom door.

"I'm sorry-- I didn't mean to intrude. Well I suppose, yes, I did intend to come in here."

"And now?"

"And... Well, whatever is your preference."

You patted the seat beside and called for him. He sat on the mattress with you and watched the tv show you were so enamored with where the man in the television was hammering a nail when the whole wooden infrastructure fell on him.

"Is it funny because of the grievous injury the man just suffered?"

"No it's not. He's really just injured. "

"Oh. Y/n...I would presume I don't know what you are feeling but I would like to know. Should that be of some comfort for you?"

"What makes you think that talking about it would bring me some sort of comfort?"

"Oh-- I--"

"The only thing that would bring me comfort, is seeing him again."

"I'm sorry. "

"No, Todoroki, I'm sorry. I'm just... Tired. I feel like being washed by the waves over and over again... Every time I try to stand up it just knocks me back down."

"I'm sorry Y/n. I'm not really sure what to do. I've never loved someone so I don't know how painful it is to lose someone. But what is grief if not love persevering?"

The whole conversation between you and Todoroki led to laughing and cracking up from the sitcom you were watching.

Momo has tears in the corner of her eyes though you have no idea if it was genuine or not, "So to recap, parents dead, brother dead, Todoroki dead?"

A tear slipped passed your eyes as your knees weakened making you fall on the carpeted floor. Your shaking hands all clammy and knuckles turning white as you sob pulling on your hair. Realization washed over you forcing yourself to be brought back to the harsh reality that you no longer have anyone. You no longer have anybody. You would give everything you have to live in your illusion once more. To sleep with the love of your life, to hold his cheek, to be kissed lovingly by him, to cook breakfast for him and your children, to goof around with your brother, to see the smiles of your kids, you would give up everything to relive those stolen moments. Everything.

The realization of no longer having anyone hit you like a truck. You cry to yourself as you mentally curse whatever is up there. The Gods, the universe. What have you done to deserve such cruel reality. You sacrifice your own life to save others, you put your life in the line in order to maintain peace and happiness and this is what you were given in return? The pain was too much to bare. It was more than agonizing.

"What happened when he wasn't there? What pulled you from the darkness?" you looked up at Momo with swollen eyes and tear stained cheeks.

"I can't do this anymore."

"Come on, Y/n! You're on the precipice. You are right there! Tell me how you did it." She walked behind you and placed her hands on the blades of your shoulders, caressing it with such gentleness. "Todoroki is gone. But you wanted him back."

"I wanted him back..." You whispered as you were brought to another memory.

It was you striding inside the hospital using your quirk to force the doors open. You were bleeding yourself to death as you just came from the battleground, you had a busted lip, a cut on your cheek, a broken arm and probably a broken nose but you didn't care because all of it wouldn't matter if Todoroki is dead. You went directly to the morgue and your heart dropped at the sight of your lifeless lover. He was the only one you had left. You wanted him back. You needed him back.

You hugged his cadaver close to your chest as Endeavor stood outside looking at you with such concern. He walked inside and tried to pull you away from his deceased son but you tried everything in your power as you wiggle out of his grasp crying for Todoroki.

'At the end of every episode, it was all just a bad dream. None of it is real...' You fooled yourself

"Y/n! Stop this! You're being hysterical. Stop causing a scene."

Registering his words, the sadness in your eyes morphed into rage as you lunged towards him.

"Is that all you care about?! Your son is dead! He's lying there lifeless and all you care about is me causing a scene?!"

"Will you stop this nonsense?"

"No!"

"Then I'm gonna have to ask you to get out."

An offended expression took over your features, "Are you serious? I'm his wife!"

"And I'm his father."

"Since when? Since when were you a father to him?"

"Y/n. Please leave." he said sternly.

"Fine." You walked out of the hospital furious leaving a dumbfounded Endeavor behind.

You got inside your car and drove away as fast as you can.

After hours of driving, you arrived at the Hyogo prefecture. It was a peaceful place, no more villains, just happy people and quiet lives. It was perfect. Perfect for you, and perfect for Shoto.

You stopped at a vacant lot that has an unfinished house with hallow blocks scattered and poles standing. You got out of the car with a paper on your hand. Walking around the place with a dingy aura surrounding you, it contrasted the genuine smile on your face. The skies were somber and gloomy but you smiled to yourself as you look at the said paper. Though it was a plain looking real estate brochure, there was a heart drawn in it with words written inside.

'To grow old together. -S.'

You hugged the brochure as close as possible as you fell on your knees. You gripped harshly on the grass as your eyes began to well up for the thousandth time that day. You sobbed loudly and people walking by started to give you distasteful looks but you couldn't bring yourself to care. Your sadness from his death and your anger towards the world collide. Scarlet hues of powerful energy began divulging out of your body as you stand up to release more. All the locked up emotions broke free as you scream your lungs out and the mixture of red and scarlet hues got released from you like a wild caged animal. You were blinded by your rage and sorrow, the crimson energy began taking over the whole town-- no, it was too powerful that it took over the whole prefecture.

Everything that was once somber, was warped into something so joyous and bright. Just like how you wanted it to be. The unfinished house you once stood turned into a fully furnished suburban home and you tried everything in your power to bring the love of your life back. Your back was arched as you scream painfully and more energy was released from your body. A few more seconds after, you successfully got Shoto back. You smiled to yourself as your wobbly legs fell on the floor. You stood up exhausted as he smiled softly at the sight of you.

"Y/n, welcome home."

A tear of joy strolled down your cheek as you walk towards him and cupped his face on your hand before leaning in for a sweet passionate kiss.

You watched the scene in front of you with a melancholy heart until slow clapping sounds brought you back to the actual reality.

Momo was looking at you a bit amused, "Bravo, my dear." And with that, she disappeared.

You tried looking for any signs of her but there are none. That was until you heard painful cries that sounded like your children.

"Mom! Mom! Help us!" "Mom! Help!"

#📌ann.writes #mha angst #bnha x reader #angst #bnha #mha todoroki #todoroki x reader #todoroki shouto #todoroki angst #wandavision

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evertyun · 3 years

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OPPOSITE ATTRACTION - ♯kang taehyun [ 1 ]

[ 1 ] — what goes on

PAIRING : kang taehyun x reader

GENRE : college au! fluff, maybe angst like 2%

"y/n, im a visionary not a dreamer, and if i want you, i want you"

"i am sorry but what??" you replied in utter shock unable to process what is going on right now.

"do you not understand?" taehyun pushed his brows together looking at you waiting for a reply knowing too damn well you are in all girls dream right now, if anyone of them witness this, you could lost your life on sight right here.

"i-i... i think luna is calling me! bye!" you panicked and ran off leaving the poor boy standing there after confessing to you.

you ran off straight to the girls washroom and look in the mirror quickly touching both your cheeks, no way this is happening, the kang taehyun yes kang taehyun just straight up said he wants you?

the next morning you treated the day as normal, of course not forgetting what happened yesterday, you went straight to your locker to get ready for first period.

"y/n!" you turned to where the voice came from, to see a girl linking arms with a tall black haired boy like drunk mates

"luna! morning, and who is that?" you asked seeing a new face not so familiar at all.

"oh him? that's beomgyu, we are part time colleagues unbelievable!" luna snorted out laughing and beomgyu greeted a small hello, being cheeky as usual he wink at you

"we getting some coffee and milk before heading to class wanna tag along?" luna asked you, while you were just packing and closing your locker door, agreeing like what could go wrong getting a morning beverage.

you were so wrong.

"tyun, strawberry milk in the morning again?" beomgyu coos out

"stop babying me before i make sure you can't speak again." taehyun turn and hissed at the slightly taller boy and to make eye contact with you

panicked you just nervously laugh "oh morning!" you smile and raising one hand slightly up at him

"morning y/n" he greeted back slightly smiling, and you swear to yourself that's the first time taehyun ever smile kinda at you? or you've seen

"woah woah woah am i missing something? l/n y/n" luna jokingly teases

"a whole season of penthouse 3" you replied jokingly giving your signature meme smile that got beomgyu laughing out loud.

after getting your drink, you notice taehyun wasn't with you all anymore, he must have left for his class. when you turn to your right you noticed taehyun was with yeonjun the school soccer team captain.

of course they have a match coming up too.

the bell ring signing its time for class as everyone disperse to their class, when walking to class walking up the stairs to class when you felt a tug causing you to turn to meet with the cherry headed boy.

you suck in all your breath

"t-taehyun h-hi?" you clearly are trying to hold in your emotion and laughter because what in tarnation is going on right now

"i hope you could watch the match today... even if sunghoon isn't in the line up" he said holding an eye contact with you

"i can try!" you replied getting ready to escape this unwanted attention you know you're getting from some girls right here and now. but he didn't let you go yet

"just think about what i said, there's no rush really, but yea have a good day" he said before walking off in a different direction, you know for sure you are embarrassed to even do anything right now

walking to class now you're just thinking, what kind of mess you got yourself into. you never had any memories with taehyun that's for sure besides the fact you both were in the same school since kindergarten til now.

what's more was the way both of you are built differently, personality wise. deep down you don't know what taehyun is feeling but you know for sure you don't feel the same, mainly because sunghoon the love of your life (self proclaimed) exist.

classes was okay besides the fact you keep wondering off thinking about what taehyun said, sure he is nice and all but no way you would like a stone, worst of all the man of every girls dream? just no, but you didn't have plan to turn him down because you're shy and scared to reject someone

noon came fast as you decided that maybe you should just go watch the match, i mean what could go wrong, although it means there's no sunghoon to look at but a cherry headed boy, how bad could it be. you left your class and look out the window from the fourth level, directly towards the field you could see everyone stretching and practicing, your eyes wonder to finally stop and follow a cherry headed boy jogging in circle next to the so familiar just met today beomgyu.

"oh who you looking at now sugar boo" you turn so quickly to be facing your best friend luna, denying with the "no one in particular" answer she just laughed off

"can't be sunghoon since he went for debate so, is it perhaps lover boy yeonjun?" luna teases as usual and there you go back to your insult

"yeonjun? seriously, i in no way would look at that flirty cheesy vicenzo boy" you said out loud with your whole chest causing luna to crack out loud "you mean casanova, not vicenzo" she couldn't stop laughing causing your cheeks to turn full on red from your mistake.

4pm came by fast, which means it was the soccer match, you decided to just go and watch, walking towards an empty spot at the spectator area, you sat at the empty spot at the back along with your bag and a bottle of soda.

the players came out greeting each other before starting the match, and you got to admit this was your first time watching a match sunghoon is not playing and looking at someone else, you felt ad though you were cheating on sunghoon. just embarrassing.

the match started, your focus was on taehyun after all he invited you to watch the match in a sense, seeing him kicking the ball and passing, god he was good and how come you didn't know of sooner. his stamina and physique was perfect although he seems kind of short. he was no joke a good player, you cheered unknowingly when he scored and you swore you felt his eyes on you after celebrating his score.

the matches end not long, the team won with a 2-1, a great match indeed, you decided to wait until everyone leave before you take your leave but no, you should have left first because what happened next, is what's going to ruin you for the next few days.

you sat there drinking all your soda before living the field, when you heard a few girls talking, sounding like praises towards a familiar name, when you finally take your attention to where all the talking was from you were greeted with a red headed boy bending down to your eye level blinking.

your cheek turned red immediately, you mumbled a hi, hoping it doesn't make the situation awkward, but no you could feel a few pairs of eyes watching you right now, and it doesnt feel friendly either.

"hey, i didn't think you would show up since sunghoon isn't here" he said

no way he knows?!?!

"w-what do you mean sunghoon ha ha nah i came because you asked you know, friendly support in a way right yea ha ha yea ha ha" you replied and that was your most awkward experience in your entire life

"well if you say so, but thanks that score was for you anyways" he said sounding emotionless before standing up from his bending position, you kept looking at him, until he gave you a pat on your head and smile slightly "get home safe, bye," his final words before leaving, going back to the team

"no fucking way..." you mumbled to yourself, the way you froze through whatever he said. kang taehyun impact is real. when you heard someone calling your name, a hazel medium length hair girl standing next to you with her sunglasses on her head, looking utterly shocked. it was none other than the one and only hyewon

"y/n since when were you and tyun close even" hyewon asked crossing her arm and god you swear you didn't want anything to do with her right now but hope she leaves you alone for good. but nope you pretended to be deaf and decided to walk away as she grab your wrist.

"i am asking you a question?" she said with a stern voice, turning to look at her your reply was simple yet unsure mainly because you wouldn't want to go through hell caused by her "and i chose not to answer?" you simply replied and left.

on your way home, you dropped by the near by tteobokki shop you have your dinner, while scrolling through tiktok and your instagram feed, to land on sunghoon post. your heart did a flip, the way you felt guilty for watching a match he didn't play, and luna would laugh if she finds out as well. now you're stressed not from your depressing grades but also how to sort your crush feelings for sunghoon and reject taehyun.

by the time you reach home it was late and you decided to take a shower and just head to sleep early since tomorrow there will be morning class might as well. you switch off the light and lay down on your bed, setting the alarm on your phone, before closing and going off to sleep suddenly you received a call from an unknown number.

you picked up hesitantly, and answered a tiny hello, then voice on the other line seems calm, "is this y/n" the person spoke, the familiar voice you swore you recalled somewhere. "y-yea?" you replied. a sudden pause on the other line, and you feel like shitting your pants, "it's taehyu-"

you panicked so fast and ended the call by accident.

a/n : no this is so bad but its the best my brain stopped but ,, in advance if i drop this series its because i feel like its going nowhere or something ;-; also english is not my first language so sorry for bad grammar and words

#txt #txt scenarios #txt fanfic #txt ff #txt imagines #txt x reader #taehyun scenarios #taehyun x reader #taehyun imagines

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fuck-customers · 3 years

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(tw ableism, racism)

i never complained about this guy on here but i finally talked to the store lead about this awful guy i work with! said guy, we'll call him don which of course isnt his actual name, is so annoying. for the record, i helped train him, so its not like he's been here for long time. less than a year. anyway, don thinks he's smarter and better than everyone else. he knows everything and everyone else is wrong if they disagree with what he's saying. he's always talking about people behind their backs, and complaining about how no one does their job right, but i guess he does. he's also always spewing some bs about "you should work for satisfaction not money" (girl why are you here then? you hate this job) and "if you really want something you'll get it because you'll do anything for it" and other classist bullshit.

he'll complain about two of our coworkers specifically, who we'll call gina and ben. gina is an older woman, and don is always talking about how she leaves the register to make coffee every hour (gas station, coffee is made every two hours or as needed) and is always away doing something even if there's a line. he also has made some weird comments about the old men who come in and talk to her. he talks about ben the most though, saying he doesnt do anything, he's always disappearing (which, yeah, he does sometimes, but usually i can track him down because i know what he's doing) and calling off (which he used to do, but now he calls off only occasionally, and is definitely not the worst offender in terms of calling off all the time). its also worth noting that ben and gina have been here for years, through multiple managers and store leads and rounds of employees. now, when don and i are at the register, don is usually occupied with stocking cigarettes and the other nicotine products up there, and its nice to have that stuff done, but that means i am the only one ringing people out. even if theres a line. so if someone else leaves him alone at the register, its a problem, but if he leaves me alone, its fine. another thing about ben he doesnt like is his tattoos. ben is a young guy with a ton of tattoos, including face tattoos, and some piercings. don doesn't like that. he was talking about this the other day to me, and he was saying how "businesss shouldn't hire people with tattoos, i wouldn't" (when I told the store lead he said "but there are professionals with tattoos?"), and first off, this is a gas station honey. what i said to don was, "I don't know, I still think those people deserve to eat." he replies, "I don't." i don't know what to say to that.

he also doesn't like me I don't think. we were talking about stuff we have to do, and got on the topic of outside trash, and I said, "Yeah, if I could do outside trash I would, but because of my hand I can't lift the pump trash lids." i have an ongoing issue with my left hand that we think is tendonitis but we aren't sure, and basically i can't put any pressure on any part of my thumb/that part of my palm. to lift the pump trash lids, you have to push inward on the sides with your palm and lift up. obviously i cant do that. but i can lift propane tanks because that's mostly on my fingers. he tells me, "man, i wish i had a brace i could just put in when i didn't want to do something."

my man the other day i sat down on the floor to look for something and i thought it was healed but as soon as i leaned on it i fell because of how much it hurt. I've tried to do pump trash with it, it made it worse.

going back in time, he said something to me that i didn't think much of at the time. he looked up and saod "that's who you remind me of!" and said my voice sounded like his ex girlfriend's. at first i was like okay. whatever. but he mentioned it again later in a way that infuriated me and im about to tell you why.

so, he was going off about "how you should only eat between these times of the day" (directed at me because i mentioned my breakfast that morning? my dude i get up at six for this shift.) and then going off about circadian rhythms and how theres a single set one (which is not true!) and i mentioned that one if the symptoms of adhd is having a circadian rhythm thats out of sync (he knows i have adhd). and then he starts going off about how "no its not, tell me that when its in a medical book" (girl? maybe look at one that isnt outdated) and then that adhd is overdiagnosed (untrue and also a googleable statistic) and pretty much implying that i was just saying i had it to be special and not have to do things, which infuriated me because thats what everyone says about it and what ive been told my whole life, to the point my mom literally had to threaten several schools with legal action because they would not follow my IEP, and then when i said "hey, I'm the one living with this, you aren't," he said "kelly! kelly! you sound so much like her! you're just kelly to me!"

obviously that's kind of a fucked up thing to say.

some other things i hate about this man is that he gets really aggressive when he's frustrated. one day he started slamming things down as he was stocking. he even does it in front of customers! also, as a cherry on top, he was talking to our coworker, and found out she had a lot of black friends, and called her a [n word] lover.

i also know that im not the only person who has problems with him. literally no one likes him. he's always complaining that someone else isnt doing their job right and "if *I* were the manager" and stuff like that. it might be worth mentioning that i only complained because someone suggested i do. i was just going to tough it out for a while since im going back to school soon and will only be dealing with him once a month

one of my coworkers gave me her number if i ever wanted to talk about it, and the store lead said he would try to talk to him (without mentioning me), and this definitely wasn't okay for him to be doing, so we'll see how this goes. also, i think the store lead kept me in the office talking with him (about school and the pandemic and other stuff) for an hour ish so that i wouldn't have to deal with him, since don leaves after an hour of me being there during the week (but we have six hours together on the weekend) so that was nice.

sorry for the long ask. tldr this guys just an all around asshole who doesnt shut up and thinks he's superior to everyone else but my other coworkers are nice people

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monstas1ut2 · 3 years

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Diabolik Lovers x POC!Reader!

~Warnings~

•Mention of Biting

•Hints At Sex

•Cursing

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“Being His Girlfriend”

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-Shu Sakamaki

-What He Loves About You?Physically and Mentally?- : The blonde loves your thighs, there's so many things he imagines with them.. let that be innocent or devilish. He just wants you to sandwich his face, though he won't say that outloud. Now, what he loves mentally? You being sassy, or loud.. Now listen to this, he has a love hate relationship with your loudness when you get angry or when you laugh... He thinks it's hot when your angry... he thinks it's funny when you laugh... but he wants to push his earbuds in his ear very far sometimes...

-How He Kisses You?- : Shu tends to lazily poke his lips out a little, just a tiny bit. It flutters your heart when he does it because you know he wants a kiss. Shu cannot get enough of your lips, especially if you have lip gloss on.. it kinda turns him on in this odd way.. anyways, his kisses are soft, though they can also be sloppy with light touches.. swapping of saliva... his huge hand slapping your ass occasionally... yeah you two are... sexual at times...

-How He Hugs You- : He doesn't hug you on pure instinct... though if you come over to his mansion, he's very protective... so he immediately teleports down and wraps a lazy arm around you and disappears with you to his room. That's the most you get, unless you hug him.. in which he would take this opportunity to lean down and smell the nice products in your hair.

-How He Deals With Your Sass/Slang- : Shu doesn't mind the way you speak, he thinks it's unique and he understands the shortening of words because it's lazy to say the whole thing. Though about your sass, he normally shuts you up by smacking your ass pretty hard, or kissing you harshly... Shu always says he doesn't have time for your bratty attitude.. but he high key lives for it, especially when you're doing it to someone else.

-Dealing With His Vampire Tendencies- : Shu is one of the brothers that didn't drink from Yui much when she was living with them.. but when he got with you... he started to want blood every week... it wasn't annoying since you actually liked the feeling, but it was annoying to him.... He'd get annoyed if you wore that perfume he loves so much... he can't resist.. that smell mixed with your blood.. he-...

-Comforting Him- : Okay, Shu has a sad backstory, all the brothers do... we know that.. But you're his girlfriend, and the way you comfort him when he feels this way is just laying with him in bed.. his head near your heart as you give him a nice little scalp massage with your nails. Sometimes you'd talk with him, to get it off his chest... and after his mind is off of it.. you two don't talk about it any longer.... And he really does appreciate you... he just never says it.

-Reiji Sakamaki

-What He Loves About You? Physically and Mentally?- : This vampire loves... loves your skin... he unlocked a new kink he never thought he had... an interracial kink... He just loves the way your darker skin contrasts with his... He isn't afraid to say things about your skin, and he normally keeps your skin clear... Anyways, mentally... he loves your determination... You never back down unless you want to, not to please anyone else. You also have guts.. and he praises you for that.

-How He Kisses You- : Reiji Kisses you on the back of your hand, after that.. he may kiss you on your lips.. only if you beg though. He likes when you initiate things, even though it'll end up with him being the dom... he just loves seeing you so bold... So this means your kisses can go any way... It could be soft today, but completely slutty and sex filled the next with you giving out soft sounds.

-How He Hugs You- : Mister Reiji doesn't hug... you hug him... so his hands are always at his sides.. not making any move to lean forward or anything... though one day he thought you were sad... he thought you were crying and someone was about to die that day.. though he hugged you... it felt so weird but felt so right... he just held your head to his body with his gloved hand. Reiji wanted to stay like that forever but you looked up pretty shocked.. and he was annoyed that you tricked him... but lucky you... he gives you a hug once a month now.

-How He Deals With Your Sass/Slang- : Reiji absolutely hated the way you talked, but ya know... he got used to it... and when you get used to something, sometimes you start to love it. Reiji won't say this but he thinks your slang is sexy. Only because it comes out harshly when you're angry. We all know Reiji loves seeing you being messy with girls who tried speaking with him. He'd interfere, yes.. but he'd let you run your mouth before you could jump on the chick.. he won't say he likes it though. But if it's towards him, he gets sadistic, he wants to see you crumble and act right... and he can get you to act right in 0.001 seconds...

-Dealing With His Vampire Tendencies- : Reiji drinks blood when he wants to, and when you came around.. that stayed the same. He wasn't going to drain you, no... the only times he drinks blood from you is when he needs it and when you are being very rude and bratty. He has only done that once and it shut you up for a week because we all know Reiji is harsh with his bites...

-Comforting Him- : Reiji won't admit that he's down, or that he's thinking of the past. But you know him... you knew something was up. Comforting him is quite easy, you just hug him tightly... and you reassure him that he's number one in your book... you reassure him that you're never going to leave him... and that you understand...

-Ayato Sakamaki

-What He Loves About You? Physically and Mentally?- : This high ego vampire loves your boobs... this isn't going to change for anyone... he just loves boobs.. whether they are small or huge.. There's a big difference from your boobs and the boobs he'd seen before... Your boobs were like chocolate chips... and he would occasionally bite them, not your nipple though, he did that once and got slapped. What he likes about you mentally? Is your skills in volleyball. He has never seen a female as aggressive as you in any game really.. so it's fun to see you accidentally harm someone on the other team..

-How He Kisses You- : Ayato doesnt give warnings... you both could be on your way to class... or you could be going to practice... or even walking through the classroom door and here this redhead comes, pushing his lips onto yours.. Ayato's kisses are surprisingly soft, and not long at all unless he's getting riled up.. maybe because he's a secret tsundere... just a tiny bit.. But when he gets riled up, expect your lips to be bruised and your lip gloss all gone...

-How He Hugs You- : Ayato is just one of those guys, you know.. the one that has his arm around you 24/7.. so it's not necessarily a real loving hug but behind the scenes.. when you two are alone.. just open your arms and he's there... Hugs with him aren't quick whatsoever either... even better

-How He Deals With Your Sass/Slang- : Okay, so Ayato doesn't deal with your sass... simple.. if you're cursing someone out like a dog, he lets you. If you're cursing at him like a dog, he just curses back.. he high key thinks it's entertaining anyways so why stop you?

-Dealing With His Vampire Tendencies- : Ayato probably drinks more blood than all of his brothers. So when you came into his life with that caramel/chocolate goodness, he died inside and came back to life... devouring you every other day. He actually doesn't take a lot in one day, he knows his boundaries... but it's mostly everyday that he drinks your blood.

-Comforting Him- : Ayato tries to keep everything inside and hidden, so speaking about his problems mostly ends with him getting annoyed and angry.. though one day he let you comfort him and it didn't stop after that... He just loves the way you'd speak to him and the way you'd intertwine your fingers with his. He won't say it but he's absolutely soft for you... because he knows he's mentally safe..

-Laito Sakamaki

-What He Loves About You? Physically and Mentally?- : He... loves your ass... like... your ass... the way it jiggles in leggings, shorts... jeans... why does it move so much? He never seen such a thing where he used to live so... but yours was so.... nice... he usually has a hand on one of your ass cheeks 24/7. Now, mentally? He loves how bold you are, how blunt you could be... he recalls the moment you two met... it was like you were a stripper-..

-How He Kisses You- : Laito's kisses are obviously pretty heated, but he's so skilled it looks like those sexy movie kisses where they just.. dive right in... Though Laito loves cute pecks a lot... he'd take those as well.. just to have your affection.. his hands usually slides to your ass still though..

-How He Hugs You- : His hugs are tight and always loving. No matter the time of day, if you wanted a hug, Laito was right there giving you one. He just loves personal touch... and it had to take him awhile to get used to this whole relationship thing but you straightened that out.. for sure...

-How He Deals With Your Sass/Slang- : Laito didn't even notice your slang at first until he noticed he didn't know what you were saying sometimes... And he wouldn't say anything since it didn't bother him but he'd do little things to tick you off just so he could hear your voice... honestly your voice to him was sexy... Now... your sass? He loves it, he indulges in it and he sometimes gets girls to flirt with him just so he can see you about to take the hoops out-.... He's an ass... but he really means no harm.

-Dealing With His Vampire Tendencies- : Laito is probably the second brother who takes so much blood from their s/o... He usually does it during the time when you two kiss. He tends to do it on your lower body a lot and he actually does try to be gentle but that's kinda impossible.

-Comforting Him- : Laito probably had the most traumatic experience as a child? Being completely ripped of his innocence... So, of course it comes back to haunt him... He usually ends up not wanting to touch you, as you give him that space until he's ready to come back to you. When he does, you wrap your arms around him and you place his fedora on the side table and you lightly rub at his hair..

-Kanato Sakamaki

-What He Loves About You? Physically and Mentally?- : Kanato loves your face, how it glows in the sunlight.. he honestly debated about turning you into a doll but you reassured him that he could stare at you for as long as he wanted... Mentally, he loves your caring soul... You may be rude at times and mean but not to him-and Teddy- and that's what gets him happy...

-How He Kisses You- : Kanato didn't kiss you all the time, he used to prefer cheek kisses from your lips... but when he smelt cotton candy out of the blue he gripped your face and noticed your lip gloss was that smell. He figured he could taste it too so he kissed you.. his kisses are harsh of course because he never been in a relationship before.. so expect to have bruised lips.

-How He Hugs You- : Kanato doesn't really hug you... though he tends to place Teddy to the side and he doesn't let go of you in bed. But he's not doing that in public...

-How He Deals With Your Sass/Slang- : Kanato doesn't really care about your slang as much as the others. He does love your sass but, definitely NOT towards him though. If it's towards him he's going to straight lay you out... But if it's towards someone else he's smirking, and watching you let them have it...

-Dealing With His Vampire Tendencies- : Kanato is probably the third that drinks a lot... the triplets are literally just... wild... Anyways, he drinks a lot from you, mostly if he craves it or if you act sassy towards him... he isn't soft either.. so let's not curse mister Kanato out....

-Comforting Him- : Kanato would sometimes get angry at you for no reason and what you do is just let him... he then notices himself that he's doing his for no reason and he just let you embrace him. Usually Teddy is discarded and he's laying his head on your breasts.

-Subaru Sakamaki

-What He Loves About You? Physically and Mentally?- : Subaru loves your hair, he would ask to touch it, and you've told him plenty of times that he could considering he's your boyfriend... you told him that you don't let others touch it because you don't know where their hands been and you don't want them messing anything up. Mentally, Subaru loves your happiness... and your jokes.. he's so used to being depressed and angry.. so when you brightened up his life.. he was appreciative.

-How He Kisses You- : You have to initiate the kiss, if you don't... you just won't get kisses.. he acts like your so fragile and he tends to say terrible things about himself... So you usually initiate the kissing, he loves feeling your darker hands on his face while you do kiss him. He also surprisingly loves when you sit on his lap while you do so... it's always a soft kiss with him... he only does harsh kisses when he's pissed.

-How He Hugs You- : Subaru still believes you're fragile so he doesn't really touch you at all unless you touch him first.. so you initiate the hugs as well. He blushes of course and tends to hug back lightly, and one time you tackled him and he blushed so hard he actually looked like he was going to burst... he felt your ass on his crotch and he bout-...

-How He Deals With Your Sass/Slang- : Subaru doesn't mind your slang, he thinks it's entertaining, though your sass is something he won't deal with.. he usually shuts you up by wrapping that rough hand around your throat... and telling you to shut up... he.... he apologizes later..

-Dealing With His Vampire Tendencies- : Subaru is probably the brother that doesn't drink much. He doesn't like hurting you, but when he realized how strong you were.. he'd be a little alright with it.. and he'd bite at your shoulder or your wrist. He is actually pretty soft, and he tends to get your mind off of it... by doing something... bold.. with his fingers..

-Comforting Him- : Dealing with the whole mom thing.. having mommy and daddy issues like the rest of his brothers is... Subaru lets you comfort him, he lets you curl up beside him and he wraps his arms around you and doesn't let you go... this is comfort for Subaru because this way.. he knows you won't turn on him and you won't leave him so suddenly...

-Karlheinz

-What He Loves About You? Physically and Mentally?- : This dangerous man loves your figure... Mixed with that skin color of yours.. He just wants to eat you up... he may be acting like his purple haired wife who was absolutely obsessed with him... He's your biggest fan.. and everytime you come to work.. he's either staring at your new hairstyle, staring at your new acrylic set... or staring at your new clothes... Mentally, he loves how powerful of a woman you are.. some may say he won't like a powerful woman and honestly he didn't.. he knows he can still overpower you but nobody else can..

-How He kisses You- : Karlheinz usually wraps his arm around your midsection and leans down to you. He's always kissing you, and kissing on your neck. He just loves the taste, and it's like he's edging himself for a bite. His kisses are usually sexual most of the time, and it leaves you wanting more.

-How He Hugs You- : This man will kiss the back of your hand first before placing his hands on your waist... pulling you close while you try to wrap your arms around his neck but he's tall... even with your heels on..

-How He Deals With Your Sass/Slang- : Karlheinz is the one who looks up everything you say to understand what you mean... Though when he finds out, it's imprinted in his mind and eventually he can understand everything you say. You rarely talk that way in the work setting, but when alone with him... you let it all go. If you're sassy with him, he usually doesn't do much.. but if he is annoyed by it, he lets you know and lets you know you're on a thin line... if you pass that line even more he would give you some.. harsh slaps on the ass and force you to say sorry.. but if it's towards someone else.. best believe he's right there being petty with you.

-Dealing With His Vampire Tendencies- : Karl tends to be pretty calm with it.. he's powerful so he can get blood anywhere without having to bite into anyone. But he bites you for punishment sometimes, and would drain you completely so you could go to sleep... aka, pass out and not bother him... he loves you though.. really. If he needs your blood quickly he tells you that before biting where he wants... and his bites are unusually soft.

-Comforting Him- : There is no comforting this man...

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sadwentz · 4 years

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choose your twin: atsumu miya

pairing: atsumu miya x reader

warnings: relationship issues and nsfw implied.

a/n: finally, the collab is out!!! thank you carrie for doing this with me I HAD THE TIME OF MY LIFE WRITING THIS GOD,,, bruh, this is my masterpiece, i love it sm KJAKSJJASKJ i hope y’all enjoy this!!!! i want to thank my wife who doesnt have tumblr for helping me w this,,, shes the loml and the BEST beta reader i could ask for... tHANK YOU BABY

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀YOUR CURRENT PICK: ATSUMU MIYA

“i know you’re tired of dating apps for college students!” you growled at the comment, exhausted.

“and this isn't the typical matching you do to me when i am lonely?” you questioned, bokuto raised his eyebrows.

“shut up, y/n, you know what i mean.” rolling your eyes, you covered yourself with the biggest blanket in the bed.

“since i broke up with my ex, you and akaashi have tried to set me up too many times, i don't know what to believe anymore.” you groaned.

“y/n you know you are such a good girl, that’s why this guy it's the one.” he said confidently.

“you’re not allowed to call me good girl, you’re gross,” he gasped and you scoffed, “and how do you know that he is the one? are you… god?”

he groaned loudly, “god, shut the fuck up, i’m right you’re wrong.”

“you always say that, and you are always mistaken.” you pouted at him and closed your eyes, drifting to sleep ignoring the rest of bokuto’s words.

…

osamu groaned, “yer’ such a pain in the ass, ‘tsumu.”

atsumu chuckled, looking at his body up and down on the large mirror he had on the back of the door of his room. the shirt he was wearing was kind of tight, showing clearly how his every day work-out performed wonders on his upper body. his gaze lowered to his pants, he wasn't sure if wearing those dirty ass sweatpants was the optimal choice, he didn't know if his date was as judgemental as he was, so changing pants was probably the best choice. on his way to his closet, he saw how osamu was scrolling quickly on his phone, paying zero attention to him.

“you’re not helping me today, whatcha’ doing there?” osamu looked at him with disgust, atsumu raised his eyebrows. “why are you looking at me like that?”

“you better not fuck this date up, ‘tsumu.”

“do you happen to know something i don't?”

“yeah, like always.” both glared at each other throwing silent knives.

atsumu finally dressed himself nicely, and osamu didn’t add any other snarky comment for the rest of the morning, letting atsumu breathe peacefully for a few hours. The time for the date was approaching very fast, the weight of his brother's words was making him more nervous every minute that passed by. osamu was supposed to drive him to the place he would meet up with the unknown girl, but he bailed at the last second making him walk there, while claiming that he was the better twin because he had a driver’s license.

his heart was pounding untypically, he was always amazed by how his good looks worked on the female population, but being lowkey threatened by his own brother about going on a date with a woman wasn’t something that always happened. osamu usually didn't care at all about his whole career he had created on his years of being a college student; dominating the feelings of women, wrapping them around his finger only to let them down at the end of the so-called ‘fling’, so his thoughts went to osamu and how he actually called him out about everything else.

people always thought the worst about him when he started a new fling, and usually people were right about it. atsumu had a bad history with women, they always expected more than he could give to them, so he acted like the asshole he was deep down and scared them away. so him agreeing to go on this blind date because his brother’s friend akaashi was involved, probably wasn't a good idea at all knowing akaashi and his friends.

while walking alone on the sidewalk, he was already feeling this date wasn't meant to be, as if he believed in something so foolish as destiny. the place he was set up for his blind date was a small coffee shop not so close to his shared apartment with osamu, but he could manage a thirty-minute walk by himself.

he sent a text to the number akaashi gave him, they weren't really that close, but osamu seemed to trust the guy a lot and at first sight, akaashi keiji looked like a good person overall, so atsumu could try and be nice for once, right?

a minute later, his phone vibrated.

strangerdanger: i’m already here!

atsumu groaned, he was already late.

…

you saw that the coffee shop had booths available as you entered the place, you thought about ordering your drink first, but that was kind of rude, so you decided to sit immediately on the booth that had the biggest window by it, just to have a clear sight of who entered and who was just passing by.

you arrived ten minutes early, wanting to be there first before your date made an appearance. he shooted you a text five minutes before the hour that was set, saying he was arriving soon and asking where you were.

y/n: i’m already here!

mr. loml: nice, i’m one block away.

y/n: okay! i’m sitting in the booth next to the big window.

you shivered, mixed feelings of being excited and already hating how he arrived just in time. you didn't know what you could expect from this blind date set up by the one and only bokuto koutarou, he said nothing about your date but mentioned how keiji was friends with a guy who had a twin, so you anticipated that maybe the twin mentioned was going to show up to the blind date. you shrugged, well, this was the last time you followed bokuto and akaashi’s words without asking anything else, that blind trust you had in them sometimes did you more wrong than right.

your eyes scanned the sidewalk in front of the coffee shop, waiting and feeling slightly anxious for someone to cross the street and suddenly appear in front of you. fidgeting with your fingers, you decided to concentrate on other things to soothe your nerves, thinking about how the coffee from the shop was excellent and akaashi told you only good things about it.

“hola?”

“excuse me?” you turned your head slowly to the voice by your side.

“are you my date?”

your jaw dropped, this man was hot, like, really hot.

“yes? i don't know, i guess?” atsumu raised an eyebrow, “which twin are you?”

he scoffed, “the better one.”

“uhm, okay.” this was an awkward start, “let’s order our drinks?”

he told you his coffee order and sat in front of you at the other side of the booth as you stood up and walked to the cashier.

atsumu watched you walk away from the table, staring at your ass for a few seconds. observing how you interacted with the barista taking the orders, how you smiled and made cute gestures with your hands when you talked, which by the way, looked very soft.

after you came back with the drinks and handed him his order you felt a little relieved, maybe now you could actually have a normal conversation and forget about that strange first interaction, first impressions weren’t that important… right?

you discovered that this guy was called ‘atsumu’ and he didn’t talk very fondly about his twin, ‘osamu’. he had dirty blond hair and an undercut that suited him very well, besides, you couldn’t help but look at his shirt, this dude crearly knew how to show off his body, it was a little tight so you could actually see his abs.

he caught you staring at his body and smirked. “do you like what you’re seeing?” your gaze snapped from his lower stomach to his face, you could feel your cheeks getting red and hot. “i’m joking, i know you like it.”

this was another thing that you learned while talking to him, he was a little bit of an asshole. he loved talking about himself and teasing other people.

“yeah sure, you wish.” what he didn’t know was that you could also be like that when you wanted to.

“wow” atsumu was surprised that he was actually having fun on a blind date.

“what?”

“women are not funny.” you stared at him, shocked, and then proceeded to stab his hand with your plastic fork.

“it was a joke!” he rubbed his injured hand.

you chuckled, atsumu could be annoying at times, but you found that kind of charming in a way.

atsumu talked and talked about his time spent in highschool playing volleyball and how his twin brother was the most annoying person on the planet but he loved him anyway. you found yourself staring at him with heart eyes while he ranted on bizarre moments of his life and described the fight he had with his brother about hair colors so other people could distinguish them from each other. you tried to imagine atsumu with grey hair to get a picture of osamu in your head, feeling kind of dumb.

“osamu seems nice, can i meet him?” atsumu’s face suddenly changed and he looked annoyed.

“why?”

“he sounds like the better looking twin.” he gasped and put a hand on his chest dramatically, feeling slightly offended.

“he was the one who set me up with you, so i don’t think you have a chance with him.” he crossed his arms, looking away.

“i just wanted to meet him, not date him.” you snickered, seeing how his face turned pink but his face changed immediately to a cocky smirk.

“oh, so, you want to date me?”

“dude, we are on date right now.”

“nah, sorry, i don’t do dating” that took you for surprise, you blinked dumbfoundedly.

“then why are you here?”

atsumu went on a rant about his love life, how people always expected a lot from him when he dated, wanting him to commit immediately to a relationship when he just wanted to have fun. so, that lowkey sparked a fear of commitment when it came to dating, that's why every time he met a girl he tried to be as clear as possible, stating that he didn’t want to have a full-on relationship with her, it was just a one night stand after all. but the girls, god, the girls seemed to have a fixation on him, every morning after a hook-up the girl would always ask him for a date or more than that, so he ended up being known as a heartbreaker and an asshole to the female population. the whole time you were looking at his huge arms and didn't understand a thing… oops.

“...that's rough, buddy.” you couldn’t think about anything else to say, you didn’t sign up to give therapy to a stranger.

“were you even listening to me?”

“i tried at the beginning, but it was lowkey deep so…” he stared at you, dumbfoundedly, “what i did catch was some stuff about fear of commitment, so listen, i won’t pressure you to anything, i just want to have fun too.” you shrugged.

atsumu was speechless, but he tried to recover immediately and catch you off guard. “well then, your place or my place?”

“mine.” you didn’t even skip a beat, this was a game for two.

he was the one caught off guard.

...

he got pegged.

atsumu couldn’t believe it either, he just found himself on all fours on your bed, watching expectantly how you, well, did your thing behind him. he did everything in his power to not show how much he was enjoying the whole experience, but you knew by the way he was shuddering.

“you can shower if you want.” you said lazily from the bed. “there’s a clean towel behind the door.”

he nodded and silently walked to the bathroom, with mixed feelings flowing through his chest. he thought your shampoo smelled really nice as he cleaned himself in the shower.

he stepped out of the shower and dressed himself, when he came out of the bathroom you were already with your clothes on preparing yourself a sandwich on the kitchen counter.

without looking at him you said, “well, it was nice meeting you, please say thanks to osamu for setting us up.” he stood there and blinked, not sure about what to do next.

he tried to compose himself, only thinking of how he was getting kicked out, “i can’t do that, it would get to his head and he would never shut up about how great he is.” you chuckled.

“yeah sure, you know where the door is.” you patted his shoulder on your way back to the bedroom, disappearing after closing the door.

he stood there for a few seconds, then left.

…

blond twin: so, when are you free again?

y/n: huh?

blond twin: y’know, for a second date?

y/n: HUH? i thought you didn’t do dating

y/n: maybe you want to get pegged again?

blond twin: shut up

blond twin: so? time and place?

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Hi! Could you snswer 5., 9., 11., 16. And 20. For Atsuko from the OC ask game? Ty! 💜

From this OC Ask Game

TW: Mentions of self harm. Nightmares (scary stuff)

Also this got really long so... answers under the cut!

Atsuko Kamiyama

5. Physical Appearance: Atsuko is short. So short, in fact, that by the time Sasuke and the rest of the kids are in their teens, they are taller than her. About 5'2. I compared her face to a puppy at one point, and I still think that is accurate. A slightly upturned nose, pouty lips, and rounder cheeks. She has honey colored eyes and a beaming smile. Some of her mannerisms are very similar to Jiraiya. Her loud laugh and flirtatious nature. Her hair is one of the things people notice first about her. It's wild, thick, and curly (3B curl pattern). It's all black except for a streak of white at the front of her face (thanks, Jiraiya). She's a curvier woman. Big chested and wide hips/legs with a soft stomach to match. In the Shadow Series universe, her body is covered in small scars from life as a Shinobi. In the Burnouts universe, there are self harm scars on her upper thighs and a burn scar on her chest from falling asleep with a cigarette in her mouth once.

9. Your OC is having a nightmare. What is it?

Depends on the universe. In the Shadow Series universe, it's almost always about Sasuke. For months after he left the village, she would have the same one over and over again. She's running through a forrest and she can hear him screaming for her in the distance. It's dark and she can't see him or feel his chakra. The only thing she can do is run towards the sound of his voice. It feels like she's running through a vat of syrup. All of her senses are dulled and she's moving slowly. Eventually, she reaches a clearing and Sasuke is there, lying on the ground, unmoving. He looks so small. The closer she gets, she realizes that his eyes are missing. Someone comes up behind her and says her name in Sasuke's voice, calmer this time. But she always wakes up before she can see who it is.

In the Burnouts universe, she has a reoccurring one where she's driving down a dark road, late at night. There are no street lamps or signs. Just her headlights on the pavement stretching on for miles. There is nothing on either side of the road. Just empty blackness. Her brakes don't work, and she's alone. The radio doesnt work and the car get's faster and faster, but she can't pull her foot off of the gas pedal. It's like she's not in control of her body and just as the panic sets in, she notices there are people standing in the road ahead. She can't stop the car or pull the steering wheel and just as she is about to crash into this group of faceless people, she wakes up. Every time.

11. What does your OC want for their birthday?

Oh, thank god this one is lighter! She doesn't want for much. Kakashi usually gets her flowers and something practical. A new planner/pens. A new winter coat. Something to make her day easier. They give each other things all of the time now. Very 'I saw this and thought of you' so birthdays aren't super special. Sasuke gives her the exact same thing every year. Once, when he was young, Kakashi gave him a bit of money and told him to find Atsuko something for her birthday. He had no idea what to get and thought it was silly. He would passively look at things during his every day activities. Then, slowly, it became an all out mission to find the perfect gift. He grew so disillusioned and aggravated with all of the stupid, cheaply made, trinkets that he made it his personal goal to find something of quality for Atsuko. Really, it wasn't because he loved her or anything. It was to prove a point. Or, at least, that's what he told himself. Eventually, he found what he deemed to be the perfect gift. It was a box of ginger tea from a local shop. The guy running the store had listed it's health benefits and had claimed that this specific brand was imported from the Land of Lightning. It was expensive, and he had to ask Kakashi for a little more money to purchase it, but in his mind it was the perfect gift. Something high class and useful. The shop keeper even through in a hand-crafted, one of a kind, floral printed tea cup with the purchase. When Sasuke gave the gift to Atsuko, he'd been so proud of himself that she didn't have the heart to tell him that both items were cheap knock offs. The tea was a well known brand and she'd seen the exact same cup in a shop window just down the road. Not to mention that she hated ginger tea. She loved the heart that he'd put into it and had praised his gift. Every year after that he gave her the same brand of tea, and despite not drinking it, she couldn't bring herself to throw it away. He never seemed to notice that her the shoe box in her closet always smelt faintly of ginger. She still uses the cup to this day.

16. If your OC could have any superpower, what would it be and why?

In the Shadow Series, I believe she would like to learn the shadow technique the Nara Clan uses. But, she's pretty powerful in her own right there.

In the Burnouts universe, it would 100% be mind reading. She would like to know people's intentions before getting to know them so she could guard herself accordingly. And so she could FINALLY figure out how the kids keep winning Trivia Night.

20. A picture or a gif that describes your OC

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