#because we've always loved far too much far too soon and couldn't help but want to show it; even if it scared us a lot.

[heartlyrins]

OUTLUCK THE UNLUCKY !

˚₊‧desc— Kakavasha and his little sister has always been the polar opposite, they say he was born lucky and you were lucky to even be born.

˚₊‧TW— dark content, incest, angst, noncon, smut, manipulation, gaslighting, mental abuse, past child abuse, human trafficking mentions, past trauma, PTSD, porn with plot, baby fever, non-consensual breeding, mentions of lactation, sister wife!reader, yandere!Aventurine, 2.0 and 2.1 lore did not happen here, spoilers for Aventurine's backstory, both of them gone through some tuff stuff

˚₊‧A/N—I made a few changes to Aventurine's backstory and 2.0 w/ 2.1 lore didn't happen here. I changed up my writing style!! Do you like it? Don't read if it's not ur cup of tea hun

Ever since you were born just a couple of years after Kakavasha—your big brother. You were disgraced, labeled as an unlucky being said by the Sigonians.

Whereas Kakavasha was born on a rainy day which was perhaps meant to be a blessing. Meanwhile, you were born on an unlucky day and just moments after your birth, your mother died.

Though as you grew up, you became attached to your big brother. A contrast to your unluckiness, his blessing outpowers your curse therefore you two were bound to be attached to the hip.

A curse you were called, but never by your siblings. They loved you dearly which includes you sister who promised you and Kakavasha the dawn one day.

But the promise were never fulfilled because your sister had died as soon as your birthday arrived. You ran away with Kakavasha.

Soon the both of you were caught and sentenced to death by the IPC— but your brother got the both of you out of that punishment, you never knew how he did it and the only thing he told you was 'not to worry.'

You fit into the lifestyle pretty quickly, everything was done by your brother. You just had to sit still and be pretty, as he said.

Soon he became the very thing that ruined yours and his life—an IPC staff, but still you couldn't shake the very feeling that you both were still just a slave, no matter how much credits you were buried in.

You were granted a house, a luxurious one, probably afforded from the IPC's money. He was doing everything for you, even though you wanted to help him at least a little bit.

You wanted to alleviate his burden. But seeing the very thing that burdens yourself—you don't think that you could help.

So you did the only thing that you could manage, become a housewife for him. At mornings he would wrap his arms around your waist and sometimes you felt like a real marriage couple.

He gives you kisses on your cheek as he stares at the wound you received from chopping up the vegetables— again.

Sometimes he would bring your fingers up to his lips just to lick them clean just to see your embarrassed expression.

Which brings you to the present situation.

"Kakavasha—I.." you were cut off with a groan from him as he hides his face in your neck.

"Don't call me that, I go by Aventurine now with other people, remember?" his breath hits your soft skin before he snakes his hands under your blouse.

"We're not in front of other people now.. And it's not like I get to meet anyone else.." you mumble—far too late to take back your words.

He gives you an 'mm' before gripping your sides harder that it was sure to leave a bruise. From his reaction, you were sure he wasn't pleased with your words.

"You don't need anyone else but me, you know that right?" he mutters before helping you to put down the knife you were holding to chop the vegetables.

"I know that.. But I haven't gone out ever since we've gotten this house.. And that was a few years back."

"But I do let you out. To buy groceries."

"Kakavasha—you know that's not what I meant. I want to go out freely, without you sending those IPC guards after me or tracking me.. Or even—!"

"[name]." the tone in his voice makes you stop, you know that's when he's fed up with your words. He pulls his hands out of your blouse before staring at you.

He grabs the sharp and brandished knife before gripping your chin with his free hand to make you face the knife, you could see your reflection.

"Look at yourself." he grips your chin tighter, "Do you see your face? It's full with scars that results in whenever I'm not there—remember, you're the unlucky child who needs me as a lucky charm to protect yourself."

"You need me." he drops the knife on the cutting board before kissing your lips and biting your lips until it bled.

He sighs as his demeanor starts appearing right back and he smiles on again with the same, sly smile.

"Don't speak of this again." he warns you before kissing your cheek and walks away like nothing happened at all.

He waits by the door as he tries to fix his tie, horribly messing it up once again before you came to the rescue and does it for him.

"I'm going now," he says as he puts on his shoes, "I'm going to be late today, don't wait for me." he merely says before placing a kiss right on your forehead.

Once he leaves the house, everything seems dark. Sometimes it seems like that you were the epitome of darkness—and he was the light that shines on your life.

Whenever he isn't there, parts of you disappear.

"Big brother, we can't leave our sister behind!" the small you sobbed when he pulled on your wrist to drag you forcefully from the chaos.

"Sister sacrificed her life for us, we have to run,[name]. I promised sister I won't let anything happen to you." he stops for a moment as he looks right into your teary eyes.

You stared back at the chaos happening behind you, that day—everything was red like the clothes you wore on that exact day.

You were dragged once again to keep moving forward by Kakavasha, but once you stared right ahead—the little hand dragging you were gone.

The only light within your life was gone, where did he go? What are you gonna do? What would you do without the light that guides you—you thought as you broke down in sobs until your body felt a warmth wrapping around you.

You can hear your name from the distance being called once again, it's Kakavasha. You were sure it was as you open your eyes to come back to the real world.

"[name], wake up. You had a dream." your brother— the grown up version of him was her once again and you sigh in relief.

You hate that dream—it was the same dream with different endings. One that would have a happy outcome.

"Did you have that dream again?" he asks and wraps his arm around you, it was the same warmth in that dream.

You hum as he sighs once again, in a pitiful way or somehow a sympathetic one. Eitherway, his hand snakes just above your waistband and sticks his hand in your panties.

"Mmn—" you groaned and look at the time, "Stop it, I'm not in the mood.." you retaliate, sometimes he would back off at times like this—especially during your vulnerable moment.

"I saw a baby today at my workplace, one of my co-worker's no doubt. They looked so happy, can't we have one too?"

"I—you know we can't have that. We're siblings, what would the world says?" you push his arm off that's groping one of your boobs.

"I don't care what people says about us, I don't even care how the Aeons view us." he moans as he humps your ass.

"Stop it, 'm not in the mood right now.." You whimper and attempts to get away from his obvious dick imprint humping you.

He stayed silent and kept a tight grip on your hips, sliding your shorts and panties off with his other hand.

"We're not supposed to be doing this.." you mutter and almost retch as he forces his fingers in your mouth.

"Just be good for me, little sister. Haven't I done enough for you? I need this." he says, not giving you a chance to respond as he's already pulling his fingers out of your mouth and already sneaking between your thighs.

"You say things as if you aren't wet right now.." he spreads your lips apart to admire your pussy before giving a testing lick and moans at the taste.

He wraps his lips around your little nub as he sucks on it, thrusting his fingers inside whilst licking your slit up and down.

Your first reflex was trying to push his head off—moaning and struggling to push him off so you laid off the fight and just accepted it after awhile.

"Pussy's so wet, stop lying and just tell me that you wanted this." he pills away and sighs as he finishes his meal, your juices slipping down his chin.

He licks his lips and pushes his cock inside you, not even giving you a warning or time to wait. He groans as he pushes in all at once.

"So good, mhm. You're so good to me, lil sis. Gonna make you a fucking mommy! yeah, you want that?" he slaps your face almost gently to wake you up from your trance before groping your tits.

He leans down and sucks on it, appreciating the size of it while he sloppily thrusts his big cock inside of you.

"Fuck, fuck.. Can't wait to see these tits swell with milk." he moans and looks at your face, you seemed so out of it.

He can't miss the way that your lips scream the words trailing along, "I'm coming! I'm coming!" in an almost high pitched tone.

When you clench around him, he doesn't even stop for a moment. Just going at a faster pace which makes you even more out of it as you hold onto whatever you can.

And when he cums— he pulls out and shoves it back in all at once making you squeal and raise your hips as you came once again.

"We're gonna do this for at least another three times, I need to make sure you're knocked up." he groans as he felt you clench.

As he thrusts deeply once more, you can feel a part of yourself disappears. The warmth you felt from him was no more, instead what you felt was pleasure—accompanied by a sense of sadness.

You can feel tears hitting your cheek and you look up to see your big brother crying, while also trying to maintain a stable composure.

"I don't want to lose you." he sobs out as you reach for his cheek to caress the soft flesh. He leans into your soft touch with reluctance, so hesitant to show a moment of vulnerablity to everyone except for you.

"I can't lose you, please don't leave me as everyone did. You're not— you're not the source of anyone's misery, I didn't believe it when you were called unlucky. Because to me— you're the very thing that made me so happy, I want to be with you forever. I don't care if everyone else leave me."

You smile—not because you find this situation comforting, because it was so incredibly hysterical that he depended on you as much as you depended on him.

Once he's faced with your smile, he loses his composure and spills his seed in your womb while hiding his face in your neck again.

"I don't care how many nightmares I have from that night, I don't care if everyone blames you for our parent's death. All I want to be is with you."

That's when you realize, he is stuck with you just as you were stuck with him.

#tw.noncon #tw.dark content #tw.dubcon #tw.incest #aventurine noncon #aventurine x y/n #aventurine x you #yandere aventurine #star rail aventurine #aventurine smut #aventurine x reader #hsr aventurine #aventurine honkai star rail #aventurine angst #angst #hsr angst #yandere hsr #yandere honkai star rail #honkai star rail smut #honkai star rail #honkai star rail noncon

[philosetumble]

Can You Not Hear It?

The future within our grasp? That ACHING, CLAWING NEED for us to just REACH OUT and take the reins.

That future whereby public consciousness exceeds our individual knowledge, and we become so deeply driven by eachother. Knowing that if one of us can, then all of us can.

The desire to truly, once and for all take care of eachother. We all just want to make it in this world, and we're so close to a point where we can drag eachother into the future.

The advances we've made in the last century alone have been nothing short of magical. Thinking up new ways to solve our health, increasing our lifespans by decades. We are on the cusp of infinite energy. We're just short of fully cybernetic limbs, and soon regrowable body parts.

The backsliding anti-progressives cannot hold on for much longer, they don't have the power to resist that overbearing monstrosity that is tearing away our backs lest we forget to run.

That monster that tells us there's no way back. Progress slides ever onwards, it's as ever as it has been. We no longer need the hysterics about it, the future is in our grasp, we need but seize it.

We are so connected in thought, feeling, love, acceptance and popular dissuasion.

OOOH CAN YOU NOT FEEL IT?! I know you! As you know me! We have never met, we will never meet, but I KNOW you.

Do you not see that far off sliver of an edge where a beautiful future waits for us. Look at how close it is, WE CAN SEE IT.

Humanity's expansion is one of harmony, don't you see? We want to be the benevolent progenitors so badly. Look at how often we write about it. The people before us looked like us, they were better than we are. All across science fiction, fantasy. THE STORIES WE TELL. We write about aliens coming by and gifting us great ancestral knowledge, because we know that we'd do that if we had that power. We instinctively try to raise up others.

Don't you feel that gnawing need to just HELP EACHOTHER?! Cut out the things that are terrible, let them fall away. You just need to understand we exist in as much space as we can take. Our bubbles end where another begins, and we test eachother's boundaries.

We learn those boundaries so we know what to do when those boundaries break. And we push eachother forward. Get back up, dust off your knees, there's work to do, but we don't have to die for it. We have to live for it.

CAN YOU NOT.

FEEEEEEL IT?!

The future begs for us.

Do you ever wonder if some of our drastic brain disorders are simply unable to process our advances, or some so well equipped for a future not arriving fast enough? Once you live long enough, our brains maybe, just can't process our progress. What if we knew it was coming because it no longer felt like magic.

Every ounce of science fiction was always about what we could be. Telling us what to avoid and what to take with us. Our lessons, successes, failures, and noble truths.

Telling us that the smallest virus can take out so much of us, the most advanced civilization we've ever known. Telling us that if we go too far into the future, we'll look at those behind as monsters.

But we can slow down a little. Time happens anyway. Neither it, nor us, can be stopped. Settle things in a true court of public opinion, make better the lives of those before us, so they can rest knowing that we'll be able take us to the next checkpoint.

We save ourselves by saving eachother. CAN YOU NOT FEEL THAT FUTURE?!

Scientists ready to go, you know, whenever.

can you not hear the echoes of a million stories telling us to GO. Find us, find you, in the future, as you were so will you be!

That city in the clouds we ALWAYS dream of, utopias of perfect community with our planet, the best of us stopping the worst before the worst happens.

Someone will always say NO before the worst, because we've made the big mistake 520 times. And we let it happen, because we just HAD to know, we just couldn't resist the urge to watch how quickly we could decimate our population.

We're the greatest monsters of this planet, and we knew it all along. But we are also it's greatest help, or we can be, if we just give in to that beast egging us forward.

CAN YOU NOT FEEL IT, OUR MINDS BECOMING ONE

#can you not feel it #tumblr philosophy #philosophy #futurism #transhumanism #cyborg #utopia #cyborg utopia #us again #us then #us forward #us onward #the future of us #c'est un vape

[peachymilkandcream]

Hcs of how he treats her just after she gives birth to their first born?

How Levi Treats Evelyn After Birth

(A/N: We all know I'm here for Levi being a dad, soft but still dom Levi has my heart it's all about symmetry my friend [yes I just saw the fnaf movie and this line is so iconic] Also reminder I take fluff/angst/smut headcanon and oneshot requests so send em my way <3)

WARNINGS: noncon, dubcon, manipulation, domestic abuse, yandere themes, forced marriage, forced pregnancy, stockholm syndrome, violence, mind breaking, misogyny, etc.

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In my mind Attack On Titan is very 1920s/30s era as far as customs and technology. Therefore it's improper for Levi to be in the room, especially since he's worked himself up to a higher class. So he was not there for the actual moment of birth, however when he is allowed to go in he's running.

Depending on how Evelyn is doing his reaction will be very different, as we've seen attitude is everything to him and sets the tone of how he behaves.

If it was a hard birth then he is the essence of soft and loving, getting bitchy with midwives as to why his beloved was in pain and why weren't they doing anything to help. Eventually getting fed up and doing everything himself since he believes he's the only one who can do it right.

If it was relatively easy he'll still be sympathetic but not as much, he despises showing weakness and wants her to know that since she's no longer pregnant she can't get away with everything, there are still rules. His tone will be warm enough, but very matter-of-factly and not super sweet.

He's judging how she feels about the child always, if he feels she's not living up to her role as a mother and loving it enough he threatens to take it away. He can't allow her mental issues to affect his perfect child and how they mature.

A sweet, loving mother is rewarded, his affection will start to slip out and he'll be less and less observing their behaviour, trusting she'll raise the baby as he sees fit, he is the man of the house after all. Mothers who neglect or dislike the child because of the father have theirs taken away and are given another swiftly to see if her attitude changes.

As we've seen Levi doesn't believe in coddling, if the midwife didn't tell him he couldn't have sex with her until she healed he would have. And even then he was upset about it, but wouldn't want his seed to go to waste. One child isn't enough for him, his breeding kink takes over and his desire to thoroughly show that he is in control of his wife will make him visit her as soon as she's cleared health wise.

While Levi is a traditional man, he is considered untraditional for the times to let his wife breastfeed, he believes that his and Evelyn's genes are perfect and therefore anyone else would taint it. Plus he wants to have the perfect family image, so the perfect mother is part of that. Although that he monitors too just because he likes to see her naked breasts.

Even while the baby is still nursing Evelyn will start getting round with pregnancy, being coached by Levi on how to manage her two (and in the future more) children while also prioritizing her husband. She really does have the life doesn't she?

#attack on titan #break me slowly #levi ackerman #levi aot #levi x oc #levi x reader #shingeki no kyojin #yandere levi #yandere levi ackerman #yandere levi x reader #headcanon requests

[scarfacemarston]

same anon from the john asks- sorry I didn't specify!! Could I please get F,J, and L?? If u don't mind ^^ sorryyy!!

Prompt here: Hey, no worries at all! I'm happy to do it. : ) Fighting: Oh boy, we've seen this.  

However, John doesn't like to fight, but he feels like he has to; it's all he's ever known. He tries to be calm because he knows where his temper can lead him. In the past, he always wondered if there would be a round two. But once you're together? He's far more at ease. However, he'll want some time to cool off after an argument to chop wood, work with the horses, etc. However, he doesn't believe in going to bed angry. Not anymore. He's lost too many people in his life. 

Jealous: John absolutely has a jealous streak, whether it's family or friends. But you? Yes, for sure, because you're his chance to start over. He tries to act like it doesn't bother him. He might get a little angsty or make a remark here or there, but overall? I don't see anything extreme like getting into a fight with someone. He's surprisingly mature, but I think that's because he has been rejected in the past. As soon as you figure out how he's feeling, see if he wants some alone time. Otherwise, hug him around the waist, rub his back, and assure him just how much you love him. Bonus points if you say what you love about him. You can tell things are ok when you feel him melt against you. 

Love confession: John has never been the type for big gestures or the type to give a speech. I can see him trying to give hints about how he's feeling, thinking of several different plans before deciding just to be direct. Here's how I think it could go:

He waited until a clear night, at a time when most of the camp had settled. The fire glowed but still emitted warmth on the chilly night; clearly, a ploy to have you close to him. He called you over to sit next to him while he whittled. The fire illuminated your faces in a soft orange glow. He was quiet as the sound of his knife carving the wood became almost hypnotic. "Been trying to tell ya something, been tryin' a long time, but I ain't good at gestures. Ain't good with hints - giving or understanding." He chuckled sheepishly. "Ain't good with words, neither. You know that, so I guess I gotta keep it simple" He paused. " I've fallen for you. Hard. Didn't expect that to happen, 'specially after all the chaos 'round here. But you make me feel something; you make me feel seen. You don't gotta feel the same, but I just knew I had to try to tell you anyway." John continued, his voice trailing off. You couldn't help the sweet smile that appeared on your face, growing as you played his confession in your mind. "John Marston, you are something else. I knew there was something sweet about you under that rough exterior." you whispered in his ear. He scoffed, rolling his eyes. He bit his lip. "Fine, C'mere and let me show you how sweet I can be," His rough voice rumbled as a roughed hand cusped your chin gently to pull you into the lightest of kisses before deepening the kiss, his arm wrapping around your waist to draw you closer. Somehow, you've ended up on his lap, but you're not complaining. You broke away breathless, a smile larger than you've ever seen on John's scarred face.

"Sweet enough for you, darling, ?" He said with a mischievous smile.

#rdr 2 #john marston x reader #red dead redemption 2 #van der linde gang #john marston x gender neutral reader #john marston x male reader #john marston x female reader

[mollisangelus]

Red Is My Favorite Color

Yandere! Alpha! KiriBaku x Omega! Reader

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7

A/N: Well, we've come so far and well awaited smut is just around the corner. Please heed the warnings below, people!! I only mainly ended it the way I did, because I didn't want to make a super long post and decided the finale would have to be in 2 parts.

TW: Mention on noncon, chasing, kidnapping, forced nudity, self hating thoughts, manipulation.

♡———♡

You sighed, more tired than ever, and a dull ache in your abdomen. Your skin felt heated, like you were growing a fever, and it was awful. Happy to know that they'd both be asleep when you got home, you opened the door and hung your bag on the wall. You were slumped and tugged your shoes off quickly, not bothering to put them on the rack, you just needed to get to your room, quickly, before this ache became more.

You felt dizzy as you hurried there, stumbling with your footsteps. Everything was so quiet as you did, and a bad feeling crept up your spine with each footfall. 

You just needed to get to your room, is what you reminded yourself. 

It wasn't long until you finally did, hand finding the cool doorknob in the darkness, and you quickly turned it as if you were trying to escape something, your heart hammering in your chest, adrenaline pumping for no reason. You felt like a little kid again, afraid of the dark. Your door swinging open, you shuffled in, until two very strong scents had you freezing. Their scents were intense, even with your blockers on, which helped you as much as the people around you. 

Your skin felt hot, too hot, and you felt gross in your clothes now, the scents overwhelming you in your heated state. 

The dull ache in you, throbbed, and you knew it wouldn't be long until your heat hit full force. Before they could say a single word, you spit out, "Get out." 

You sounded strained, like you were trying to stay collected as you moved more into the room. You pointed to the door, eyes zeroed in on them, battling with your omega. "I didn't invite you into my nest." You tried to play the aggression off as instincts, but it was mainly fear. 

"You didn't have to. I know all about nesting omegas, and our items in your nest is invitation enough, your omega must be soaring right now."

Bakugou had always been harsh, handling things with intimidation and logical thinking instead of his emotions, you shouldn't have been surprised, and you weren't, but nonetheless your body loved the way he talked. A chill running down your spine.

"Get. Out." You were nearly grinding your teeth at this point, they couldn't stay here. You were losing it, little by little. It was too much, their scents, their presence, their voices. It was all too much. 

"So agressive for a little 'mega. What're you gonna do?" Bakugou antagonized. You expected Kirishima to say something, usually he did when Bakugou got out of hand, but he just sat there, silent. It was then that you looked at him, and he seemed torn. Almost as much as you were. 

"Why are you guys even in here?! We obviously can't talk about me being an omega right now! I'm going into heat!" You shouted, frustrated at this point. What was their deal?

Kirishima stood at that, and Bakugou seemed to move too, a step closer to you. "Were here because you're in heat. We've already made the decision to help you through everything, this included." Kirishima finally spoke, like the decision was final, and you had no say. 

Your eyes widened at that, and then you realized why they were moving. 

Then you ran. 

The last thing you heard was the word shit as you bolted off, flying to the front door as you fumbled with the locks as quick as you could. Bakugou was the more agile one, and was a few feet from you when they came undone. As soon as you could, you pulled the door open as hard you could, effectively hitting him in the face as you rushed out. You couldn't believe what was happening. 

The adrenaline in you helped you ignore the pain in your gut and the disgusting heat all over you, but you knew it would only last so long, plus your heat would just help them and any other alphas you ran into. You had to be smart about this. Your scent blockers were still on, and that helped, as long as you could get to a crowded space. No one would try anything there. 

Your thoughts were racing as you rushed down the steps and out of the lobby of the apartment building as fast as possible, you couldn't believe your luck when you stepped out in rain, it would help perfectly with dampening your scent. You could survive this, you knew you could. Once you were outside, you were sure. 

Bounding down the street, you tried your best to round corners, and once you were a block or two away, you looked behind you, trying to see where they were. When you found nothing, you were confused. Where had they gone? Your whole body whipped around now as you searched the area. 

Then you felt it, a hand over yours, pulling you back and grabbing your other. "God, why couldn't you have just been good. Can't you see we just want to take care of you? Stupid idiot." Bakugou's gruff voice in your ear as he held you back. You thrashed and fought, screaming for help as loud as you could. The rain was pouring too hard, no one would hear you, especially as Kirishima came your view and covered your mouth effectively. 

"You gotta calm down, Sweets. We didn't want to just rush into anything sexual, we wanted to talk first, but now you've gotten all of us all riled up. Your heat is gonna hit full force by the time we get back.. This would've gone a lot smoother if you just listened, Hun." He seemed so nice talking like that, like a parent teaching a child. It made it all the worse when guilt crept into your mind, and it actually felt like maybe this could've been better if you did. You were so stupid, weren't you? That's why life always seemed so spiteful, because you were just so dumb. 

You stopped struggling after that, letting them effectively bring you back without a fight. I mean, what were you supposed to do at this point? You obviously couldn't make any good decisions. Bakugou's grip seemed to relax the more you showed compliance. You were even more grateful for the rain as you came inside, relaxing and allowing your heat to come in. You knew if you weren't soaked in water that was cooling you down with the AC in the building, you'd be groaning from the heat your clothes caused. 

A part of you hoped someone would walk down the hallway and see you, make a scene, help you. It was too late at night, and not a single soul came. You knew screaming wouldn't help, it would just make them angry, and you didn't have the strength in you to fight with your heat settling in. Your wishful thinking and stomach dropped as you entered the apartment again. A sigh came from Kirishima, and the jingle of Roofus' dog collar alerted you he was nearby. You didn't hear what Kirishima said, but you figured he was leading the pup to his bed, Bakugou didn't wait for him as he brought you back to your room. Once in, he let you stand.

"Strip." Was all he said. 

You were shocked about how forward he was, were they really going to rape you? You couldn't stand the thought, shaking a little, too overwhelmed by everything going on.

He sighed and stepped closer. "Chill out, I'm not going to do anything, you just need to fucking change." With that, he was helping you with your shirt over your head. Too afraid, too overwhelmed still, you just helped him remove your wet clothes and watched him as he tossed them back out into the hallway. "Now sit in your nest until we come back. If you run again," there was a long pause as his mouth settled into a grim line, "I can't promise to be as nice." His voice lowered, and you knew it wasn't just a threat, but that he might not be able to control himself.

You quickly did as you were told, sitting in your nest, naked, not needing to curl up, the sweat growing on your skin enough to keep you there. He gave you a final look before he left, and you felt so lost about your situation. 

What were they going to do, what did they want? Did they just want to use you after they found out you were an omega? Were they crazy? Well, obviously, but how crazy? 

Your thoughts were pulled away from you as they both returned, both just in shorts and boxers, and without a word, clothes were thrown to you. They landed on you, a baggy tshirt and boxers. They must like you in this, since they kept putting you in it. You put the clothes on as they settled themselves in your nest, your space, uninvited. 

"We're not going to do anything, but we will need to talk. All the action tonight must have stressed out your omega and the beginning of your heat will be wonky, so we're going to sleep first." Was all Kirishima said. 

You were confused at first, but as they settled in your area, and they guided you with them, you found yourself sandwiched between the two males, and quickly falling to sleep with Kirishima's pets and whispers, and Bakugou's cozy smell. 

Taglist: @skylan666

#yandere bnha x reader #katsuki bakugou #kiribaku #mha kirishima #kirishima x you #kirishima x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou x fem!reader #yandere themes #yandere #a/b/o

[purrincess-chat]

I really cannot understand this fandom. One half of it has been complaining about Adrien's "just a friend” thing for 7 years, while the other half has been proving that friendship and platonic relationships are in no way worse than romance. But somehow this all has flown out of the window as soon as we got romantic pre-reveal Adrienette and platonic Ladynoir.

It's become increasingly obvious to me that some people in this fandom never truly understood the love square. The outrage I've seen operates as if they are separate people, but they're not. The "true selves" mindset is still a bullshit way to make one side seem better than all the rest and isn't rooted in canon no matter how many mental gymnastics people do to justify it. I mean how many times does canon have to say that they are the same people with or without the mask before it sticks for some people and they understand that the love square is ONE SHIP with 4 unique dynamics as a result of secrets. That has always been its appeal. If I see another "the love square is dead bc adrinette is canon now" post I'm gonna scream. The love square as a set of 4 dynamics comprising one ship isn't dead just because one side got together. There has always been platonic dynamics in the square, and saying the other sides are "dead" just because they're platonic is just evidence that people don't know how the square works. The only thing that will ever dissolve the love square is a reveal because that is the only reason we have the love square in the first place. If the kids always knew their identities, we wouldn't have had it. So as long as they don't know their secret identities, the love square dynamics still exist, they are just different now. Something finally changed and development happened, and now people are mad because it wasn't the side they wanted? As if the development of all sides aren't linked and one day going to morph into a unique post reveal dynamic that takes from each side? I mean, it's not like one side hates each other, damn. All sides are pretty much good with each other at this point.

As I've said numerous times, the Adrinette development needed to happen this season. Clearly, or they wouldn't have done it. Marinette's issues stemmed from loving Adrien, so the only way for her to work through them so they can have a healthy post reveal dynamic is for her and Adrien to work through their romantic issues together as a couple. She has no qualms being his friend. All of her stammering and fumbling was always linked to love. The panic she has felt around him this season was linked to love. And I'm glad they're addressing it and finally helping her become comfortable around him. That development is long overdue. Them dating is a good thing, some people in the fandom just never quite grasped the concept that they're all the same people, so they made up this version of canon in their heads where their favorite side was the star of the show and most correct while the rest were just for show. There is no "most correct" side, even with one of them dating. That mindset is reductive and stems from lack of understanding of the characters and their relationship. Even as an Adrinette stan, I'm not saying Adrinette is better than the other sides bc they're the side that has stuck romantically. All of the sides are important and have offered important key development for the ship as a whole. Adrinette couldn't have gotten where it is today without the other 3 sides and vice versa. All of the development is for the benefit of the post reveal dynamic. That is what this show has been building to since day 1.

Honestly, some people in this fandom love showing their ass too much. As someone who has actually watched all of the released eps, the plot this season is actually the best we've had. The development is great and believable (for the most part), the adrinette is simultaneously the sweetest and most angsty shit I've seen in canon thus far. I haven't enjoyed the show this much since s1, yall. Some people just don't value friendship/platonic dynamics and view them as lesser than romantic ones, and it shows. There's no reason to be outraged by the other sides being platonic while one side is dating unless they view platonic relationships as being lesser than romantic ones. It isn't a race, nor a competition, and platonic relationships have just as much value to add as the romantic. They are building to a full completed square where all of the sides dissolve into one dynamic that will be an amalgamation of all sides. Idk why that is hard to understand. RIP to everyone else, but I'm different I guess. 💅

#asks #cat replies #ml revelation #ml pretension #ml fandom salt #honestly i just laugh at this point #ive seen people vague post about me and claim im spreading true selves shit (LOL) bc i understand ladybug is marinette and chat is adrien #and then the same people turn around and share a true selves post that props up their side #and see no irony in their actions at all #i just laugh yall #i highly recommend laughing at the clowns and letting them sit and pout about canon not going their way #dont take them seriously #just let them be bitter and drown in their own salt #s5 discourse

[zoeykallus]

Tech – Thank You For Loving Me 24 – It's Going To Be Okay

Tech x fem!reader

Warnings: Angst /Tension / Mention Of Pregnancy

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In a very unexpected way, you learn about a change. Your reaction to it, however, is surprising, even for you.

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What Happened Before:

Nervous Flutter

Part 2 - Help Me To Let Go

Part 3 - Asking For Advice

Part 4 - Devotion

Part 5 - The Explorer

Part 6 - You’re The Best

Part 7 - Experimental (½)

Part 8 - Experimental (2/2) - Not Fully Functional

Part 9 - Not Alone

Part 10 - Cared For

Part 11 - Don’t You Worry

Part 12 - A White Lie

Part 13 - Hope

Part 14 - Games To Play

Part 15 - Work Work Work

Part 16 - Trouble

Part 17 - In Loving Domination (½)

Part 18 - The Game Changer

Part 19 - Wild Animal

Part 20 - Embarrassing Vulnerabilities

Part 21 - Between Hangover And Love

Part 22 - The Future Ahead Of Us

Part 23 - About Making A Baby

Part 24 - It's Going To Be Okay

You loll around relaxed and tired. Tech, had his arms around you and kissed your neck. You were both still naked, just coming out of the shower after another round of making love, hoping to send a baby on its way soon.

"I think it's going to work this time," you said softly.

Tech knotted his legs with yours and said matter-of-factly as always, "I think it's unlikely you'll feel anything yet."

You laughed softly at his matter-of-fact manner and said, "That's not what I meant, I meant it's more of a gut feeling."

His hands gently roamed over your back and pressed you against him.

"It's not like we've been trying for too long, there's no need to worry or put any supposed gut feelings into it".

You sighed softly, "You're a killjoy".

Tech pressed a long gentle kiss to your lips and finally said.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean that in a negative way, on the contrary, I just want you to be relaxed about this".

What he said made perfect sense, of course, as always. In general, it was always exhausting to have a discussion with him, he found it far too easy to outmaneuver his opponent with logic and knowledge. It was very amusing and interesting to watch it, though not if you were the recipient.

"I am"

"No, Cyare, you are not, you have been taking pregnancy test after pregnancy test for the last few weeks, even though we had already discussed that theoretically you could not be pregnant yet"

"I'm still relaxed," you said, pouting.

Tech laughed softly.

"Cyare, I love you and we're going to have a baby, we just have to be patient a little longer, we can't force anything. And the more relaxed you are, the more likely you are to get pregnant without any problems."

You sighed again then laughed softly.

"You're right again, of course, as almost always".

"Almost?" he echoed, pricking up his ears.

You couldn't help but laugh at his critical tone.

"No one can be right all the time, not even you, my darling".

"Hmm" he grumbled "Maybe" he finally relented.

After a little while of silence, still holding each other close, you said "I'm looking forward to it, to our baby"

"Me too," Tech said, kissing your chin.

"I'm gonna win this time!" rumbled Wrecker with a big grin, glaring at you over the cards in his hand.

Crosshair snarled in the background, "Dream on."

You laughed in amusement.

"Quite possibly Wrecker, your move".

But your game was interrupted when Hunter and Echo returned from their errands, because when Echo threw Wrecker the pack of chocolates he had wanted, he dropped the cards, some landing on the table, some on the floor.

Without thinking, Wrecker tore open the package and shoved a large piece of chocolate into his mouth.

"So much for winning,"the Sniper grumbled, rolling his eyes.

"Ah, sorry Y/N, you know I have a weakness for sweets".

You waved it off and laughed.

"It's ok Wrecker" you said and put the cards down on the box you were using as a table "We'll play again another time".

You went to stand up and almost collided with Hunter. You both apologized with an embarrassed smile. Suddenly Hunter paused and his head tilted in your direction, very close. You raised your eyebrows questioningly, tilted back a bit to avoid him, and asked, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Hunter sniffed the air around you and finally said, "You smell different"

"So what? Is that why you have to get all up in my face?" you asked with a nervous smile.

Hunter hastily took a step back and mumbled an apology. He scratched the back of his head and said, "I'm sorry, the smell is just so different and, it awakens something in me, something like.... I don't know how to explain it. A primal protective instinct."

Confused, you looked at him and said honestly, "I don't understand, I'm not sick or wearing a new perfume or anything"

Hunter shrugged his shoulders and said, "No, it's something hormonal, a change coming from your body, but not a disease"

It had gone quiet in the Marauder and everyone seemed to be looking at you.

Suddenly Hunter's eyes grew wide.

"What is it?" you asked him nervously.

He began to smile and said, "I think you're pregnant."

Your heart leapt. You had planned it and yet you felt so surprised that your knees went weak. You slowly sat down on the box where the playing cards were, you could feel yourself going pale.

Hunter looked at you questioningly, naturally sensing that your mood was changing.

"What's wrong? I thought you wanted a baby."

You nodded silently.

Hunter knelt down next to you and looked at you intently.

"Then what's the problem?"

You didn't answer him right away, avoiding his gaze.

"Where is Tech anyway?" asked Wrecker into the silence that had arisen.

"He's helping Cid install a new holo table in her bar," Echo replied.

You gulped, he would probably be back soon. You stood back up and walked to the ramp, running down into the open and taking a deep breath.What you felt was strange, the expected joy was still missing at first, instead you were afraid, you suddenly thought of all kinds of negative things that could happen, with you, with the unborn baby, about what would change and you were suddenly not so sure at all if you really meant to become a mother. But why? You couldn't understand it yourself, you and Tech had discussed everything, you were both looking forward to it. Why did you feel so intimidated now?

Hunter came down the ramp, gently but firmly grabbed your arm and pulled you a few feet away from the Marauder with him.

"Okay ad'ika, you know you can't hide from me that something is up. What's going on?"

You looked at him out of wide, watery eyes "I'm scared."

Hunter didn't seem surprised, on the contrary, he nodded slowly, as if you had confirmed what he knew all along.

"Okay, I understand that, that's a big change coming your way".

You nodded and looked at him as if you hoped he would solve all your problems.

He smiled at you in his warm, honest way and said, "I'll go back to town and get you a test to make sure. You lay down in your bunk for a little while, take a breath, close your eyes and relax. You'll be fine no matter what the outcome, Tech loves you and so do we, you're not alone no matter what may come"

"Speak for yourself," Crosshair grumbled.

Hunter sighed, "Let him talk, Crosshair will protect you as much as any of us, even if he won't admit it"

The Sniper rolled his eyes and walked back up the ramp into the Marauder.

"Do you always have to be such an ass?" it came over your lips before you could stop it.

Crosshair stopped, he turned slowly at the top of the ramp and asked, "What did you say?"

"I said don't be an ass, at least once," you said defiantly.

As Crosshair walked back down the ramp, Hunter was already muttering his brother's name admonishingly. He came right up to you and stopped relatively close.

"Give us a moment alone," Crosshair murmured.

Hunter looked questioningly from one to the other, when you finally nodded to him, Hunter pulled away, but not without assuring you that he stayed nearby.

Your heart beat a little faster, but you weren't really afraid of Crosshair, even though he could be intimidating.

Crosshair huffed and said, "You've known me for so long now, you know I respect you?"

You blinked, but finally nodded.

"I know you're nervous right now, you're scared and that's why my dry humor didn't go over very well. So I forgive you for insulting me just now, and apologize for my.... lack of sensitivity."

You breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. Unexpectedly, he stroked your cheek and his expression softened a bit. You realized that he had wiped away a tear and you just realized that you were crying silently.

On impulse, you pressed your face against his breastplate and wrapped your arms around him. At first he stiffened and stopped moving, but finally he sighed and put his arms around you.

Gently patting your back, he murmured, "It's okay, it's going to be okay."

@ben-is-a-hoe

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@livi-s

@ttzamara

@thebadbatchscyare

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@clone-whore-99 chxpsi

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@kaliel2310

#tech love #star wars #the bad batch #clonelove #clone force 99 #tbb #sw tbb #clone trooper tech #bad batch tech #tbb tech #tech #clone trooper tech x reader #tbb tech x reader #tech bad batch #tech tbb #tech the bad batch #tech x reader #tech x you #the bad batch tech #crosshair #crosshair bad batch #crosshair tbb #hunter #hunter bad batch #hunter tbb #wrecker #tbb wrecker #wrecker tbb #echo #tech x y/n

[gay4ddlovato]

Rachel Zegler Imagine - you get hurt when she’s filming something far away (requested)

{This is my original work from my wattpad, gayforddlovato, please do not steal or take credit for my work!}

"Hey, Y/N. How are you feeling?" Your best friend asked as she walked into your hospital room.

"Not good." You said before closing your tired eyes.

Today, you and your friend had plans to hang out.

You were going to grab some food, do a little shopping, and just enjoy a fun girl's day.

But when you were on your way down the stairs to head out for the day, you ended up tripping over your shoes and tumbled down the steps.

You broke your leg and hit your head hard, causing a concussion.

"Well, don't worry too much because I'll be sure to take care of you whenever you get out of here." Your friend smiled.

"Thank you."

"No problem at all. That's what friends are for." She smiled. "So have you told Rachel about your injury and where you are currently?"

You shook your head, causing your friend to gasp in disbelief.

"You have to tell her!"

"I know, I know. But there's a time difference between us and she's probably filming right now." You said.

"So? She's your girlfriend, she needs to know."

You knew your friend was right; she almost always is, even though you hate admitting it.

"Tell you what. I'm going to let you call her and explain the situation while I go down to the cafeteria. Are you hungry or thirsty?"

"Not really. Thanks though." You replied.

She gave you a gentle hug before getting up and leaving the room, happy to give you some privacy while you call your girlfriend.

You reached for your phone that rested on the table beside your hospital bed.

You unlocked it before opening up your contacts and going to the contact you have set for Rachel.

You took a deep breath before tapping the call button and you pressed your phone against your ear as it rang.

It only took two rings before you heard Rachel's sweet voice in your ear.

"Hi, my love! Perfect timing, I just finished filming for the day. How are you doing?"

"Not so great." You said as you bit your lip nervously. "I fell down the stairs and I broke my leg-"

"What!? You broke your leg? Oh, my god, baby. Are you okay?"

"I wasn't finished. I also hit my head and I have a concussion as well."

"Okay, that's it, I'm coming home."

"No, don't do that, baby. You have to finish this movie. People are counting on you."

"I don't care about this movie right now. I only care about you!" She sighed. "I'm going to explain the situation and tell them I have to come home for a bit. They can either wait a bit or find someone else to play the part. No one's going to stop me from taking care of my girl."

You couldn't help but smile.

Your heart was filling with happiness and love; you just couldn't help but melt over how caring and loving she is and how she's always here for you, no matter what.

"Besides, I miss you. I'm so far away from you. We've been apart for four months now. I could use a little time with my beautiful girl."

"I miss you too... a lot." You spoke.

"Then it's settled. I'm coming home to take care of you and when you're better, perhaps you can come here with me while I finish filming. It's hard being away from you."

"Maybe. It does sound like a dream." You said as you thought about it a little.

"We can talk about that more in a while. For now, I just wanted to get home to you so I can care for you and nurture you back to health. I'll wait on you hand and foot, I'll take great care of you until you're all better."

"I'd like that, baby. Because even though my friend was going to care for me, I do miss you so much."

"I'm going to explain everything to everyone real quick and then I'll book a flight, grab my things, and head back. I'm going to be by your side soon, okay? I promise, baby girl."

You smiled brightly over the pet name and the thought of her finally being back by your side again so soon.

"Okay. I love you."

"I love you too. Rest well. I'll see you soon."

She ended the call right after she said that and you put your head back against the pillow with a sigh.

It was one of contentment as your heart fluttered.

You would never make or ask her to come back when she's filming but you know that nothing you say will stop her from doing so.

She loves you more than anything and is very adamant about being there for you whenever you need her, just as you feel for her.

A small smile tugged at your lips as you realized that you weren't too long away before you'd feel her lips back on yours and her arms wrapped around you.

You know she'll take great care of you and you just can't wait for her to return; she's the only comfort you'll ever need.

#rachel zegler #rachel zegler imagine #female reader #gxg #fanfiction

[minilpark]

OMG I SAW YOUR COYOTE FICS!!!! THEY ARE AMAAAAZIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!!!!!!!!!!

Could you do something of some of what happend after he went in G lock and like after that happend coyote confessed to y/n and stuff i dont really know.

i'm glad you enjoyed the coyote writings i've made so far, he is somewhat difficult for me to make hcs about sometimes...

after the mishap that occurred in training, coyote, along with bob and phoenix were sent to the infirmary to recover and training for the rest of the day was cancelled

javy didn't stay as long as bob or phoenix, but during that time, hangman was the first who came to check up on him

after a moment of silence, jake asked how he was holding up

to which javy released a heavy sigh

"i could've died today, doing something i always do-"

jake just nods because he understands his frustration, but he doesn't want his best friend to beat himself up over it-

"to be fair, this is one of the few times we've ever had to pull so many g's, don't beat yourself up about it- happens to a lot of pilots, no matter how good they are-"

and javy just shakes his head

"i could've died nonetheless, and if i did, i would've missed out on so many opportunities, like confessing to y/c/s-"

and jake just pats his shoulder

"but, you recovered. you got out of it and you'll get out of this funk as well and be up in the sky again like it's nothing. just take some time for yourself okay? and speaking of y/c/s, you can still tell them how you feel, especially since they're coming in right after me-"

and javy's eyes just widen and he tries to stand but jake pushes him back into his cot and smirks while walking out

"you got this man, tell me how it goes later!"

in the few minutes between jake leaving and you entering, javy runs through his head trying to think of what he should say to you, but can't seem to form cohesive thoughts

and here you come into his room

"hey machado, how are you feeling?"

javy just perks up and stumbles over his words, feeling completely unprepared

"o-oh um, hey y/n, i'm holding up alright i guess-"

you take a seat next to him taking note of how shaky his hands look and take one into your own

"you know you don't have to lie to me, well, it's not like you could anyways-"

which makes javy even more nervous, but he just chuckles, takes a breath and

"yeah i know- i guess i'm just disappointed in myself- i could've missed out on so many things if i didn't pull up in time, yeah i got out of g-loc in time, but the thought of dying too soon...just seems hard to shake"

you nod along to everything he's saying and when he finishes you bite your lip slightly in frustration, not at him, but with the fact you don't know how to help him

"i can't say i know how you feel because i haven't experienced what you went through, but i do sympathise and i understand what you mean. i'm just glad you weren't taken away too soon today."

and when javy makes eye contact with you, he just takes a breath and wings it (pun not intended)

"one thing i couldn't get out of my head was the fact i could've missed out on telling you how i feel about you. y/n, i've fallen in love with you in the last few weeks we've been here. just thinking about being taken away from you and the opportunity to be with you, breaks my heart-"

he just squeezes your hand slightly while continuing

"and if you'd let me, i'd like to at least take you on one date before anything else like a near death experience happens again-"

you just smile and nod a little, heart slightly aching at the thought that you could've lost him before this happened-

"i think i've fallen for you too, javy, so i'd like that idea very much-"

"so,, dinner tomorrow after you get off and i get released?"

before you could respond, you notice a nurse outside the door signaling to you that visiting hours were coming to an end

so you get up, kiss him on the cheek and whisper before leaving the room-

"sure, i'll see you tomorrow then, lieutenant"

#whew besties these javy hcs are putting me through a loop #i hope this was enjoyable though #topgun #top gun maverick #topgun maverick imagines #javy coyote machado

[omnivorousshipper]

Hey omni can you do one where Luke and Deckard turn into babies.

Hi friend! Sure! I do love de aged fics, which I actually did a HUGE one for Deckard over on AO3. It was my own personal challenge to write a chap a day

~~~

Owen stared. And continued to stare.

"What the bloody fuck do we do?!" Hattie hissed into his ear.

"How should I know?" Owen huffed.

"I don't know! Because you're the one who actually likes kids?!"

"Deck is the one who likes them, I tolerate them." Owen corrected. Sure, he always dreamed of being an uncle but he didn't want children. Or to really take care of them.

"Should we call up that bloke Deck hangs out with? Tortellini or something?"

"Toretto. And yeah, that sounds like a good idea."

"What do we do in the mean time?"

"I guess we actually get them some age appropriate toys."

At their feet were two toddlers. One had longer, wild hair too short to be put into a proper bun. He was gurgling happily as he hugged a pillow to his chest and stared at the other toddler in fascination. His little cheeks were rosy as drool went down his chin.

Meanwhile, the other toddler was banging an empty food container on the floor with a determined look on his face. His hair was short and curly, while he looked much bigger than the other toddler.

Which wasn't surprising since Hobbs was a few months older than Deckard, who always had late growth spirts.

So far, the two toddlers had been inseparable. From cuddling to holding hands, and even going as far as to scream when apart. Owen had simply let them be and allow them to be attached by the hip.

"How did Deckard do it? He raised us, so handling two kids at once shouldn't be too hard, right?" Hattie asked optimistically. Owen didn't have the heart to tell her that Deckard was far more competent than they would be raising children.

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"No! Luke!" Deckard screamed as Owen scooped the other toddler out of the car seat. Hobbs for his part was wiggling and squirming like crazy. Owen only hoped the little bugger didn't bit him.

"Deck, you're fine! We're just getting you out of the car!" Hattie hissed at the little boy, who was acting the same in her arms.

As soon as the twins met outside the car, they both calmed down immediately. Owen swore he was ten years older after all of that. He couldn't wait to hand the two off to Toretto and his crew.

"And who's that I hear!" A chipper voice sang out and Owen couldn't help but wince as he saw Mia Toretto coming out of the house.

Once they called up Toretto, Owen knew the whole crew would be there to greet them, but that didn't mean he was excited about it.

"Hey." Owen said lamely as she walked up to them. While she had a smile on her face for the kids, her eyes were throwing daggers straight into his head.

"We were wondering when you'd show up." She spoke through a tight smile. "We've got everything set up for these two."

The last part was said to Deckard, who hid his face shyly into Owen's chest. But by the smile on his face, Owen knew he'd bond with Mia in a matter of minutes

"Deck!" Hobbs said loudly, with a protective look on his face.

Mia glanced between the two and Hattie explained.

"They've been attached to each other ever since they got turned. They throw a fit every time they get separated."

"I'll make sure to move their cribs together then." Mia nodded. "How long are they going to be like this?"

"If our info is right, only two days." Owen told her.

"Well, we'll make sure they have the best two days any toddler could ask for." She cooed at the toddlers and Deckard sent her a gummy smile. But, as she turned back to Owen, her face was like stone. "And after that, I'm going to kick your ass."

Owen merely nodded as Mia took Deckard from his hands and made sure to stay in step with Hattie so Deckard and Hobbs could stay in each other's line of sight.

Shaking his head, Owen was tempted to simply leave. But, then he'd miss out on taking all of the most embarrassing pictures of Deckard and Hobbs.

#shobbs #deckard shaw #hobbs and shaw #luke hobbs #owen shaw #hattie shaw #mai Toretto #mia toretto #de aged #omni writes

[casspurrjoybell-24]

My Unwanted Mate - Chapter 3 - Part 4

*Warning Adult Content*

Nathan Briar

"I just made that," Tatum complained as I stretched out on the bed.

It wasn't all that comfortable and felt no different than laying on the hardwood floor.

"I quit."

It wasn't a hard decision to make. I'm not made for this.

I'm a pretty Omega, meant to be coddled and loved on.

Not cleaning guest rooms in the pack house that were emptying faster with every passing day.

Everyone was moving into their new homes with their mates and families.

All while Tatum and I were stuck here because we were given a mate who doesn't want us.

There's no point being depressed about it though.

He's the one missing out. It's like he couldn't even see us.

Maybe that's the problem. We just have to try harder. Make him see us.

Tatum was still complaining that I haven't been doing anything and that he's been doing all the work.

It was true but it wasn't anything unusual.

I scrambled off the bed and pressed my lips against his, successfully silencing him.

His lips parted eagerly and we stumbled back to the bed where I pushed him down before crawling up to straddle his hips.

"I have an idea," the words were spoken breathily against his lips as he tried to continue kissing.

Tatum so easily fell into this spell where he wanted nothing more than to be touched.

In the beginning I had thought he was only like this while in his heat.

It was the only time we dared to touch each other.

We pretended we were only helping the other.

Omegas did it all the time. It was more than that though.

We enjoyed playing together a little too much.

Especially with us being brothers.

Then I learned that he was always like this.

We were fifteen and by then we had already figured out that we'd be mates.

It wasn't unusual for twins, that much we learned after doing some digging at the pack library.

What was unusual was that we're both Omegas.

In a mating like ours, there was always a twin that was dominant.

It soon became clear that things would be different for us.

More difficult than an average mated pair.

Tatum exposed his neck and I pressed a light kiss against it.

He huffed and pulled away from me.. a look of frustration clear on his face.

I couldn't give him what he wanted... what we both needed.

No matter how hard I tried and how much we got into it.

We were both searching for more.

Crawling off him, I sat on the edge of the bed with a pout.

For years it has been like this.

We could only get but so far before we could no longer ignore that missing factor.

We've found him, our dominant mate but he's sent us away without regret and now we're stuck again.

"Sorry," the apology was softly spoken, a sadness lacing his sweet voice that I was too familiar with.

I want my mate to be happy, all the time... I want us both to be happy and thoroughly fucked.

We deserve it... at least I thought we did.

Turning to my twin, I pecked his plump lips but pulled away before we went through this all over again.

"What about this plan of yours?"

"I don't like that look," Tatum confessed and I could clearly see the hesitation in his eyes.

"That look tells me you're going to get us into trouble."

Giggling, I was about to tell him he wasn't too far off when the cracked door pushed open.

A frazzled Luna ran in chasing after a chubby pup that threw himself at us.

He landed on his face at the edge of the bed but quickly crawled up and started jumping around us excitedly.

"Benjamin Frey," Torin stood with his hands on his hips, the menacing look scaring our pup into hiding behind us.

"Benny," Tatum couldn't hold himself back from attacking the pup and pulling him into a hug.

Benjamin loved the attention, accepting all the hugs and kisses with his cute giggles.

I couldn't resist and joined my twin in smothering the pup with affection.

We've missed him just as much as we've missed our mate.

After experiencing waking up to the little pup telling us he went potty and dancing in the kitchen while Tatum made breakfast, it felt in that moment like I had my own little family.

It would have been perfect if we'd woken up cuddled close to our big mate.

But in that single morning, I had let myself get comfortable, had allowed myself to imagine every morning being like that.

Only for our mate to tell us he didn't want us.

Benjamin kissed my cheek, his big hazel eyes staring up at me.

I forced a smile for him and tried to push any thoughts of that day to the back of my mind.

"Have you eaten?" Tatum brushed Benjamin's dark hair from his face, taking in the pup's appearance.

He was dressed in green and purple Hulk pajamas, his bottoms tucked into little yellow rain boots.

"Calvin said he's been sick," Torin spoke up, smiling softly at the three of us.

"Oh no," Tatum said, frowning and pulling Benjamin into his lap so he could cuddle him close.

I took the opportunity to pull off the pups boots, ignoring the dirt on the newly washed comforter.

It wasn't like it was our bed anyways.

"I'll make some soup and we can watch a movie."

"Hulk?" Benjamin asked, looking between us for our approval.

There was no way we'd deny him anything.

"We'll watch every Hulk movie ever made," I chirped, making our pup smile real big.

"Uncle Torty?"

"He can watch too."

Tatum smiles, catching the hopeful look the Luna shot us.

I got off the bed and Tatum passed Benjamin to me to carry.

On the way down to the kitchen, he talked about all kinds of random things.

He didn't seem sick at all... his skin was a healthy golden tone, his eyes as bright as his smile.

He barely paused long enough to breathe.

Torin talked just as much.

It was clear that he spoils the pup but I didn't feel threatened by him or that he'd take the pup away from us.

Benjamin loves his uncle and I noticed the similar mannerisms he picked up from the Luna, they even shared their love for the Hulk.

Thank goodness because I knew absolutely nothing about the superhero.

Aside from getting our mate's acceptance, my second biggest hope had been getting Benjamin to accept us too.

There would be no hope for us with Calvin if his pup disliked us.

That wasn't a problem anymore though, not with the way Benjamin opened up to us so easily.

Besides, our mate didn't want us... I was scared though.

Scared that Calvin would make it a point to keep his pup away from us too.

Tatum warmed up some cans of tomato soup while Torin made a

[surohsopsisofclouds]

I love just like. Seeing how as time passes we see more and more people using hey/hem/heir pronouns, aka the one's that Moon made. Like so far we've only seen it used by people that know us, or at least know us as a friend of a friend, but like, just seeing something so personal to one of us click with even just one other person is so?? Amazing??? And unexpected????

If we told our younger self from even just a year ago about any of the crazy stuff that happens just. Casually. To us now I'm not sure that they'd even believe us ahsvsvsh

Anywaves this was just me being surprised but happy.

#suroh rambles #I still remember how like. I think it was really late 2019? #like the last fews months of it or so #we had literally zero (0) online friends and only like 4 irl friends #and we were in a really bad spot #and then tumblr came out with these new chatroom things. and we were at such a low point that we said ''fuck it'' #and shoved our wariness aside (well kind of. a little.) and just joined a few for the fandom we were in at the time #and we just shoved our worst ideas in there occasionally. constantly ready to run away at any moment. but?? they liked us??? #and they liked our horrible ideas and our sweeter ones too and they liked *us* and they don't know this #but one of them was the first to call us by our name. by suroh. and they forgot the h but it made our heart feel so warm all of a sudden #and then they invited us to a discord channel and we took another wary leap of faith and downloaded the app #and then we met one of our best and closest friends by saying one of the first things that came to mind because we've always shown our worst #first so we know to run away from the get go instead of getting our hopes up #(the thing was ''milky salsa'' btw and we still occasionally giggle about to this day) #and they invited us to their discord server just so we could share it with the people there #and then we met our other two closest friends (and honestly we still think of the icons they had way back then first when we think of them) #(and we know what they look like now) #and we made gifts for the people in that tumblr chatroom and our new almost-friends in that discord server for valentines day #because we've always loved far too much far too soon and couldn't help but want to show it; even if it scared us a lot. #and they complimented us and told us how much they liked us /p and we'd never heard that spoken to usso much in so little time that we just #fell into a mess of blushing red. and we realized then that there was *hope* and it scared us so bad because we knew we'd fallen hopelessly #we were so scared of things going wrong because we always seem to be the reason that people hate us. #and honestly if I could go back in time I'd just want to hug ourself from back then and reassure them that'd all be fine #that it'd turn out more than fine #cause kit? you weren't the reason people hated you. we still feel like that some times but you really aren't. #honestly I think you being you is how so many people have fallen for us /p #and how we've allowed ourself to fall for them in return (/p again) #anywaves this was me being *incredibly* sappy and no you don't get to know who wrote this #suroh loves heir friends a lot #damn this jumped topics but also really didn't

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The Hands that Will Save the League

In chapter 321 we're reminded once again of the reoccurring motif of hands reaching out to save someone in need, especially with the double spread close-up of Iida's hands reaching for Deku's hands. I couldn't help but think how this could apply to the league of villains. Hand symbolism has always been associated with Shigaraki (duh), both in the fact that his hands destroy everything they touched, and also his reason for being a villain stems from the fact that not a single hand reached out to save him that day. However, we've also had another character in the league with hands drawn up close and personal reaching out to save the others: spinner.

1. Just an Empty Cosplayer

I'm not the first one to make this observation. @codenamesazanka pointed this out long before me, especially in regards to Spinner's importance to the league, but basically, Spinner's role is that despite being a teenage mutant ninja turtle he's also the everyman of the league. He's not connected to the main conflict of the story by bloodline or legacy, the way Shigaraki, Dabi, and Compress are. He's not someone with an incredibly powerful or deviant quirk like Twice or Toga. He is a victim, but he doesn't have the elaborate villain backstories of Twice, Shigaraki, Dabi, and Toga.

He literally is just some guy with a lizard quirk. He has the weakest quirk in the league and the weakest reason for why he joined the league. Spinner faces societal abuse because of his quirk, but what spurred him to action was seeing Stain appear on TV, and a desire to be a less empty person than he was before. Spinner was pushed, he was rejected by society, but I would say as an inverse to the league who are driven by extraordinary circumstances, Spinner is basically an every man who drives himself to keep up with the rest of the league despite seemingly lacking everything "special" they have.

And I believe this every man quality, and this drive Spinner has is what's going to be the key to piecing the league back together. It's because Spinner sees himself as so far behind the rest of the league, and so much less special than they are, that he's driven to try to understand them.

Not only is Spinner a member who has tried to understand every member of the league in one way or another, Spinner is also someone who similiar to Sihgaraki foils every single character in the league despite just being an everyman.

2. Spinner and Toga

While Spinner and Toga may not have the same level of development to their interactions as Twice and Toga, Spinner reaches out to her once but not twice, and there are a lot of parallels you can draw between the characters.

Both Spinner and Toga joined the league for the same reason, an empty admiration for Stain, without really caring about Stain's ideals. Toga admires Stain because he's covered in blood and fighting for something and she wants to become more like the people she admires, Spinner because he saw himself as pathetic for hiding in his room all day and when he saw Stain taking a stand trying to change the whole world on his own he wanted to become that way too. Which means both of them have a tendency to want to become more like the people they admire, because their own sense of personal identity is so weak.

Himiko and Spinner both define themselves by the way society has rejected them. Spinner has internalized the idea that he's an empty person who can't accomplish anything on his own, every terrible thing other people said about him due to his heteromorph quirk he accepted it. At the same time, Toga was somebody born with a "dangerous quirk" who was told to repress it and then did that living under a fake identity as a normal school girl that would please her parents and the people around her for as long as she could. Both Toga and Spinner are taught by the society around them to be self-loathing and to repress themselves because of their quirks. They're also characters who are both defined by a desire for release.

When Spinner asks if Toga still wants to be in the league because of Stain and she responds, Now I wanna become everyone I love. Spinner comments, "You're so free."

Spinner and Toga both claim they joined the league because of love for another person, they both loved and admired some aspect of Stain, but their real reason for joining, or at least the reason they stay is that deep down both of them desire the freedom to be themselves. Toga wrapping her desires up in language like love for other people, and wanting to become them, is because deep down she believes because of her quirk there's no one who would accept her for herself, as the normal girl she believes she is, no one will let her live as Toga thus she tries to become other people. It's the same for Spinner, who believes he can't be anything other than the Lizard Freak, so he too tries to dress himself up and become a Stain Cosplayer. It's only through the league's acceptance that Toga and Spinner slowly begin to learn that they are good enough on their own, just as themselves, and their priorities begin to shift.

3. Spinner and Twice

Twice and Spinner have several backstory parallels already. They are both characters affected by poverty, Spinner lived in a backwater town plagued by old views of heteromorph quirks, Twice lost his parents and began working to support himself at a young age before becoming homeless. Spinner and Twice were also both labeled in a way that stuck with them, after Twice got a criminal charge in an accident on his permanent record he couldn't find another job after being labeled deviant. Spinner was labeled as a deviant because of his quirk and the idea that he's a lizard freak has always stuck with him the same way that Twice has internalized the idea that "bad people don't get saved."

They also both chose to isolate themselves because of the circumstances they faced. Twice's first response to homelessness was to decide to never trust anybody but himself, and he became a criminal who pulled off heists with only clones of himself as team members until that stopped working for him. Spinner's response was also to shut himself away in his room and become a NEET. They both cut themselves off to the society that labeled them as unacceptable, but in the process they also cut themselves off from other people and became unable to trust others.

While they have major backstory parallels, I believe the greatest parallel between them is going to be that Spinner will inherit that role that Twice had for the league. While Shigaraki is the leader, Twice more than anybody else believed the League to be a family, and encouraged everyone to be friendly with one another.

It's Twice more than anyone else who emphasizes the bond of the league, that they're all strays, that they need to take care of each other and save each other. It's Twice who urges Shigaraki to save Giran because he's one of them. He makes the unspoken bond of the league as a group of miscreants into a spoken one, because Twice wants those things, he's well aware of the fact that he wants trust and acceptance and came to the league to find those things. This is the greatest thing that ties Spinner and Twice's characters together, because they both view themselves as worthless, they define themselves by how they help the other members of the league.

Twice's death so far isn't something that has been really capitalized on by the plot, Hawks has yet to face consequences, we haven't gotten to see much of the league's reaction because they were scattered soon afterwards. However, if Twice's death is going to cause development eventually I believe it will be in the vacuum in the league created now that Twice is gone. There is no longer someone who is urging all of them to be together. Twice's death causes most of the league to become less stable. Toga goes on a killing spree, Dabi attacks Hawks, Compress tries to kill himself in a heroic sacrifice, Shigaraki hasn't gotten the chance to react yet but he's also gotten worse considering he's currently possessed. You could even say that Twice's death has caused other characters to double down on their worst habits.

Dabi's worst habit is that he acts separately from the league and refuses to participate in the group dynamic, believing himself to be a solo avenger. Dabi not trusting or telling the league what he was planning on doing with Hawks, as a consequence of his decision to play solo avenger, caused Twice to trust Hawks which led to his death. Hawks was the one who killed him but Dabi played a part, and when Twice dies Dabi obviously reacts to it, but also his decision is to double down on his bad habit, insisting he's only using the league and he doesn't care about the rest of the group. Toga also doubles down on her bad habit, she runs away from the rest of the league and insists she's only doing this for the freedom to do whatever she pleases, not because you know Twice got killed right in front of her. Compress's arc is less pronounced, but he also does, in fact, try to kill himself in a grand heroic sacrifice for the rest of the league.

When twice dies the league begins to fall apart and everyone acts on their individual worst flaws, ignoring that they were always stronger together as a group. However, there is still one person who wanted the exact same thing Twice did, to be trusted, to belong to a group. This is most likely the role that Spinner is going to grow to, someone who is trusted by everyone in the group.

Notably, when Toga is about to run away it's Spinner who reminds her that the league is a place for them to come back to. Toga who was probably the closest to Twice and spiraling the worst because of his death, and Toga and Twice's friendship was the first time we really saw how much of a "bond" the league had formed with one another, because in the camp arc they barely cooperated, only begrudgingly. It's Spinner who who emphasizes that even though everyone in the league is doing this for individualism "doing what they want" that they are also together as a group. Spinner is set to inherit Twice's role as the heart, because one he tries to understand other people in the league making the effort to reach out, and two Spinner is aware of what he wants just like Twice he wants to be trusted by the rest of the group.

4. Spinner and Dabi

This one is a little bit harder because Dabi's character arc really hasn't started yet. We have just now gotten to the reveal of who he is and what his motivations are, after it being a mystery for so long. However unlike the rest of the league, we haven't really seen how Dabi has reacted and changed by becoming a part of the group. Even if his motivation isn't "I'm only using them" and deep down he really does care, I don't think he's even realized yet that he does care or that he's not just using them. Dabi still believes himself to be alone, and therefore he's still isolated from the rest of the league and flying his revenge quest solo even though he's really not.

In that case, the biggest parallel between Spinner and Dabi is that they both had to be won over by the league. They both joined because of admiration for Stain, probably because Dabi genuinely believed in Stain's ideals of taking down impure heroes because it fit his own agenda so well, whereas Spinner is a self-proclaimed empty cosplayer.

Spinner, however, has already gone through an arc where he was dissatisfied with his reasons for joining the league and didn't believe he belonged with the rest of the group. He didn't have anything to love like Toga. He didn't know yet he wanted friends he could trust like Twice already did. He doesn't have a strong backstory motivation like Compress, or Dabi or even knows what he wants out of society. However, the entirety of MVA is Spinner letting himself be changed because of his interaction with the group.

Spinner failed at life, his quirk is worthless and only good for sticking to walls. He also internalized the idea that he himself was a failure, and locked himself inside believing he couldn't accomplish anything on his own. Spinner says he has nothing he loves, and nothing he wants to do. Not only that he feels unloved and unwanted. However, Spinner finds something to love in Shigaraki, even if he can't find a strong sense of individualism and still believes himself to be worthless he becomes motivated to help others. Spinner, the most normal person in the group with the most worthless quirk, becomes the greatest help to Shigaraki, basically once he gets over himself and his preconceived notions of himself. Because, you don't actually have to be a special person or have a strong quirk to be a hero, you have to reach out a hand.

The same way Spinner was won over by the League, Dabi has yet to be won over. However, if that does happen, it's probably going to look like Spinner's arc. Dabi antagonizes Spinner a lot, but they actually have more in common than they do differences. They both have failure quirks, while Dabi has an overwhelming fire quirk he wasn't allowed to use, Spinner is literally just a gecko. They both also were labeled as disappointments and given up on, Enji gave up on Touya, Spinner never had any potential from the start and locked himself away in his room. However, their paths so far have been opposites, Spinner let Shigaraki reach him and became a part of the group, Dabi at every possible opportunity insists he's doing this all alone. He takes every chance he can to separate himself from others. If Dabi's arc is going to be a mirror to Shoto's arc eventually, then someone has to reach him and convince him he can't do this all on his own, and Dabi can only truly find himself when he's part of the group once more. After all, so far Dabi is the one most resistant to change. Toga's goal has changed, Shigaraki's changed, Spinner has changed, even Compress now admits that while they're just a gang of thieves that he cares more about everyone else's dreams than his own. Dabi is still nursing a ten-year grudge against Endeavor and doing everything he can to take him down on his own because he hasn't let the group in. And he won't improve or change until he does let others in.

5. Spinner and Shigaraki

I love Compress but I'm skipping over him because his arc hasn't been elaborated on yet. If you want a quick summary though, both Spinner and Compress didn't believe the group to be anything more than a gathering of selfish criminals, however, both of them changed because they wanted to see Shigaraki's dream come true. Not only was Shigaraki the one who inspired both of them to change, but also Compress is the one who first sees how close Spinner is to Shigaraki more than anyone else in the group was.

He also sacrifices himself BECAUSE he's come to realize that what he wants more than his own dreams is to see everyone else's dreams come true. I know Compress's backstory is rushed as all hell, but it almost... almost... works because Compress isn't actually doing this because he's Oji Harima's grandson. His motivation changed a long time ago, he just didn't realize it until he was about to lose the league.

There are a few more parallels, they're both dropouts. It's implied that Compress was literally just a retired and failed stage magician before he decided to become a villain. Hopefully we'll become more on that later because the idea of Compress sucking in showbiz so he decided to follow his grandfather's legacy is really awesome. Spinner was a Neet before he saw Stain on television. They also both have more minor quirks, Compress just shrinks people, Spinner sticks to things. They both also are characters who don't seem important at first, but consistently hover around in the background constantly making sure everyone in the group is okay. Compress calls to check up on people, he talks to Dabi a lot, he tries to keep up with everybody in a melee, it's the little things he does that make Compress same for Spinner. They're both cosplaying as legendary villains who are greater than they are, Stein is cosplaying his grandfather, Spinner is cosplaying Stain, but it's unknown whether Compress really cares that much about his grandfather's ideals, I think he cares about the league more. Compress and Spinner are also people who question and try to understand things, Compress lectures the kids that they had their ideals handed down to them for adult, Compress realizes Spinner's importance to Shigaraki before Spinner even did, Compress and Spinner also both try to understand other people's dreams because they're lacking in their own. Spinner doesn't even have a dream, but he's the one who listened to Shigaraki's dream first.

Now it's been directly said by canon that Spinner and Shigaraki's connection is the most developed, and they are the closest to one another. By developed I mean, it changed over time, when it started out they had almost nothing to do with one another. Spinner was just a rank and file league member that Shigaraki used on the hideout raid. They didn't even get a character introduction scene like Shigarki did with Dabi and Toga.

However, Spinner and Shigaraki's characters are extremely closely tied together. Shigaraki's like the main character of the league, his backstories parallel everyone else's, including the main character of the entire story Deku. He's the one who makes the plans, goes through training arcs, he's the one who the league unites around. However, Spinner actually has all of that too. I just spent a very long time showing how Spinner despite not having an overly complicated backstory has strong parallels to everyone in the league. If Shigaraki is the main character, then Spinner is the everyman / the perspective character, hence why he's the narrator of MVA. Shigaraki is a person of extraordinary circumstance, the symbol of society's oppression who everyone in the league deepy relates to because he's suffered the same way that they have and he accepts them. Whereas, Spinner has suffered because of Hero Society too, he's more like a normal guy who makes an effort to understand everyone around him.

However, Deku wasn't saved by his love interest, or even his childhood friend who is apparently his destined rival, he was saved by Iida trying his best to keep up with him.

Spinner and Shigaraki are both the emotional core of the league in different ways. The league all respects Shigaraki, they rally around his ideas, his dreams are what inspire everybody. However, more and more it's looking like Spinner, ordinary, average, Spinner is working to build emotional connections to everyone in a much more normal way. He talks to Toga and tries to understand her love. He even consoles Toga when twice is gone. He challenges Shigaraki directly to his face. Compress who is always sort of watching the league in the background and checking up on them in little ways notices how hard that Spinner is trying to take care of Shigaraki.

Shigaraki accepts people at their worst and gives them a place to belong, but I think by Spinner's efforts to get to know and understand others, we as an audience are shown how humanizing of a presence that Spinner is on everyone else. Spinner, just being a normal guy, brings out the fact that the rest of the league despite their extraordinary circumstances are deep down just normal people to, who want to be loved normally, and live normally. Spinner literally wakes up Shigaraki, because he remembered the one time that he opened up in front of all of them, and cares enough to try to understand Shigaraki's hurt feelings and what he cares about.

If anything from the last arc in the manga, we're shown at great length, how understanding, reaching out, it all takes effort and it's not as flashy as defeating a villain or rescuing someone from a natural disaster.

Spinner is so important to Shigaraki, because while Shigaraki has given everyone in the group a place where they can be individuals, Shigaraki hasn't realized he himself can be an individual yet. He ultimately, shares the same character flaw as Deku. It's because he's decided that he's going to carry out his dreams for the sake of the league and to create a better future for them, that Shigaraki no longer cares what happens to himself, or about his own future. Everyone talks about Dabi's suicidal nature, but this is something that Shigaraki is challenged on over and over again. What are your motivations. What are your reasons. What do you want to accomplish. He always responds with nothing. There's nothing that he wants, there's nothing worth living for, he only wants to destroy and make a better world for the people who are around him. Shigaraki is the most thoroughly dehumanized character, to the point where he just straight up accepts "god of destruction" because that is at least an identity. Shigaraki needs Spinner and his normalizing influence, because Shigaraki can't see himself as a normal person.

Shigaraki shares the same character flaw as Deku, he does everything for the sake of others, with no regard to himself, which leads to extreme bouts of self-harming and fighting alone. Shigaraki faced off against Endeavor, and basically all the heroes alone even though he did call for backup. However, even before that Shigaraki made the decision to get dangerous risky surgery that would be like hell, because he believed deep down he wasn't good enough alone. Shigaraki just does not care about himself and is unable to see himself as an individual, which is exactly why he needs someone to care for him and see him that way.

Shigaraki's greatest challenge to date is that he's been dehumanized so thoroughly, and lost sight of himself to the point where he's lost even his own body autonomy. When Shigaraki is battling for possession of his body as AFO attempts to take total control and make him into a symbol again, denying him his personhood, we're set up directly with Spinner being the one who reminds us that Shigaraki is just a person, who likes video games, and gets along with his friends. It's Spinner who notices right away that AFO is different from Shigaraki and challenges him the same way that he challenged Shigaraki directly in the My VIllain Academia arc. This is all set up most likely, for Spinner being the one to reach out a hand the same way IIDA did, because what Shigaraki needs the most right now, is not a hero who will save him, but rather a normal person who will understand him and remind him that deep down he was just a normal kid too before all of this happened. What Shigaraki is most in need of is a hand that will reach out to him, and Spinner has already done this once putting Nana's hand back on his face when he couldn't wake up, but what he's failed to realize is that it's his own scaly lizard hands that should be doing the reaching out.

#mha meta #lov meta #league of villains #league of villains meta #spinner #shigaraki #toga himiko #higuchi iguchi #shigaraki tomura #dabi #touya todoroki #twice #jin bubaigawara #compress

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heyy! Can I pls request comfort 1 & 21 with idol!jeong jaehyun x reader (female)

& YOU'RE AMAZING BTW

hello anon 💜 thank you so much!! i'm glad you like my blog, it genuinely means so much to me! i hope you like this<3 (jaehyun is my bias, love this request SO MUCH)

1. “Please stay. I need you with me right now.”

21. “You can trust me.”

from my Prompts list

Requests are : ON HOLD (you can send requests, but please be patient as I am only one person working on this blog)

pairing : idol!Jaehyun x fem!reader

genre : comfort, fluff, established relationship

word count : 1.6k

warnings : light mental health talk (anxiety, self deprecation, self esteem issues)

You were sitting on a small couch backstage, waiting for your boyfriend anxiously. He was taking longer than he usually would after a concert, probably getting himself ready for your date that night. Jaehyun had insisted on taking you out after their concert, despite you pointing out how tired he always was after a show.

“It's been too long since we've had a real date,” Jaehyun had told you, giving you those puppy eyes he knew you couldn't say no to. “And we're going on tour soon, it might be our last chance to have a proper date in a while.”

You had agreed, mostly because you hated every time he brought up his upcoming tour, and the fact that it meant he would be away, so far from you, for weeks on end. Not that you didn't want him to succeed, you were extremely proud of him, and absolutely loved seeing him so exited to perform in different cities and meet fans all around the world. You were simply anxious because it was the first time he was going on tour since the beginning of your relationship, and you didn't know what to expect of it.

“Sorry I took so long, Taeyong was giving us a very emotional speech and I might've teared up a little,” Jaehyun approached you with an apologizing smile, sporting a tight fitted dress shirt with dark dress pants that made your breath hitch in your throat.

Saying he looked amazing was an understatement.

“Don't worry about it,” you smiled back, standing up from the couch. “You look great.”

Jaehyun smirked at you, eyes trailing down your body as he took in the sight of your outfit.

“And you look stunning,” he took your hand and made you twirl in front of him, making you giggle shyly. “How come I've never seen this dress before?”

“I was keeping it for a special occasion,” you admitted, feeling your cheeks burn at the intensity of his gaze on your body.

“Special occasion, uh?” Jaehyun kissed your forehead softly. “I'm flattered.”

When you arrived at the restaurant Jaehyun had booked reservations for you two, you couldn't help but feel awestruck. It was a beautiful place, looking expensive but not in a way that made you feel out of place. That comforted you a little bit, since you had never set foot in such a place before that night.

You sat down at your designated table, Jaehyun pulling your chair for you and making sure you were comfortable before taking the seat in front of you. He helped you order, pointing out the meals on the menu that contained food you loved, and recommending you some of his favourite as well. As you both waited for you appetizers, you listen to your boyfriend telling all about his day, a soft smile on your lips.

The waiter brought your appetizers just as Jaehyun was starting to talk about his tour, making your smile drop as you looked down at the food in front of you. Jaehyun noticed your sudden change of expression, a worried frown on his face.

“Is everything alright?” he asked softly. “If this isn't what you wanted, we can ask the waiter to take it back and order something else.”

“No, it's not that,” you forced a smile on your lips, knowing it wouldn't fool anyone. “I think I'm just tired, that's all.”

“Y/N,” Jaehyun rose one eyebrow. “I know how you look when you're tired. This isn't it.”

You avoided his gaze, instead grabbing your fork. Jaehyun put his hands on yours, stopping your movement.

“What's wrong?” he asked, the calm tone of his voice alone almost making you tear up. “You can talk to me, Y/N. Whatever it is that's making you feel that way, you can tell me.”

“It's nothing,” you lied, not wanting to ruin your date with your own insecurities. “I'm sorry for worrying you, Jaehyun.”

“You can trust me, Y/N,” you boyfriend replied, voice barely a whisper. “I want to help if I can.”

You raised your eyes to meet his. He was looking at you with such care, with such love, his features lightened up by the candlelight around you. You dropped your front, shoulders slouching forward.

“It's,” you sighed, feeling embarrassed at your own emotions. “It's the tour.”

“Oh,” Jaehyun seemed surprised by your words. “What's wrong with the tour?”

“Nothing's wrong per se,” you clarified. “I'm just scared.”

Jaehyun caressed the back of your hand with his thumb, waiting for you to continue.

“It's the first time we'll be so far apart and that terrifies me,” you admitted, looking back down at your plate. “I'm just overthinking this whole ordeal and it stresses me out.”

“What scares you so much about it?” Jaehyun asked, feeling a bit guilty for putting you in this situation.

“I'm scared we'll grow distant from each other, I'm scared of something happening to you and not being able to help you,” you emptied your heart out, feeling tears in your eyes as you spoke. “I'm scared I won't be strong enough to deal with missing you every day, I'm scared of you forgetting about me, I'm scared of you coming back and realizing you haven't missed me at all, or worse, you don't love me anymore.”

Jaehyun's hand froze on yours, eyes wide.

“W-why would you think that?” he worried.

“We've only known each other for a few months,” you sniffled, trying to hold back your tears. You didn't want to have a public meltdown and embarrass Jaehyun on top of this. “We've been dating for less than that. At your concert today, I couldn't stop looking at your fans and thinking how prettier they are than me, I wouldn't even be mad at you if you decide to leave me for-”

“Y/N,” Jaehyun cut you off, his tone stern. “Calm down, okay? You're rambling. Take a deep breath.”

You did as he told you to, following his whispered instructions to calm your breathing.

“I'm sorry you feel that way, princess,” Jaehyun spoke softly once you were appeased. “I'm sorry if I ever did something to make you doubt my feelings for you, or if I didn't voice them enough.”

“It's not that,” you tried to explain yourself, but stopped to let your boyfriend finish what he was saying.

“But I love you, Y/N, so much,” he continued. “And even though we've known each other for more or less a year, I feel like I've known you for my whole life. You crashed into my life one day, and I was hooked. You hold such a special place in my heart, Y/N, I don't think I tell you that enough. You're the most precious thing I have in this world.”

You felt your bottom lip tremble as you held back you tears, his comforting words making your heart swell in ways you've never felt before.

“And I understand how you feel, because I feel the same. It makes me anxious to leave the country, leave my family, and you behind,” Jaehyun kissed the top of your hand gently, looking at you with the sweetest eyes. “We'll figure something out, okay? I promise you I'll do everything in my power to make this as easy as possible for both of us.”

You nodded your heard, feeling a lump in your throat from the emotional rollercoaster you've just been through. Jaehyun kissed your hand again, before gently putting it back down on the table.

“I love you, princess,” he whispered, smiling at you reassuringly.

“I love you too,” you smiled back, drying your teary eyes carefully with the cloth napkin. “So much.”

The rest of the night went well. You felt a lot better, the heavy weights of your worries having been lifted from your shoulders. You were thankful Jaehyun was so understanding with you, and never once made you feel out of place with your insecurities.

He drove you home, his hand holding yours on your lap as he hummed to the songs playing quietly on the radio. As he pulled up in front of your house, Jaehyun turned off the car and got out, making his way to open your car door quickly.

“Thank you for tonight,” you spoke softly, getting out of the car. “And thank you for listening to me. I'm sorry I kept all that from you for so long.”

“You don't have to apologize, you don't owe me anything,” Jaehyun pulled you into a warm embrace, holding you as close to him as physically possible. “Thank you for telling me, I'm glad you did.”

You hummed against his chest, closing your eyes as you wrapped your arms around him. The moment felt frozen in time, all your worries dissipating as you listened to your boyfriend's calming heartbeat. If it only was up to you, you would stay like this forever.

“Alright,” Jaehyun kissed the top of your head, loosening his arms around you just enough to be able to look at you in the eyes. “It's getting pretty late, and we definitely both need a good night's sleep.”

You pouted, not yet ready to let go of him. Jaehyun chuckled at your expression, cupping the back of your neck before pulling you into a tender kiss. You stood on your tiptoes, wrapping your hands around his neck, kissing him longingly. Jaehyun broke the kiss, out of breath, before things got heated up.

“Princess...” he warned, his tone sounding more like a plea.

You looked up at him with pleading eyes.

“Please stay. I need you with me right now.”

Jaehyun glanced at you, before locking up his car, and pulling you to your door by the hand.

“You know I can't resist those eyes.”

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We're Going There || part i

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

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Summary: Bucky's just bidding his time because something's always in the way. When you have someone, he doesn't. When he has someone, you don't. But the way you look at each other, Bucky knows exactly where it's going. [angst with happy ending]

Note: Inspired by the song 'There's No Way' by Lauv ft. Julia Michaels. Bucky as an ex is unparalleled. There'll be 2 or 3 parts to this! Comment to be added to a taglist for the next part! :) *psa this isn’t a cheating fic*

If any of you watch psych, know that I extra love you LMAO

Warnings: Pining, a lil spicy, petnames (honey, doll, baby), a lil angst.

Count: ~3k

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You fall back against the wall, chest heaving heavily.

You try to pull back, but there's nowhere to go. You don't think you want to go far, anyway. It's evident in the way your hands are clutching his dress shirt desperately.

"We shouldn't. This is a bad idea," you whisper.

His eyes open, and you feel your heart flutter at his cobalt eyes, dark with desires as he stares at you. You can feel his breath on your lips as he pants.

Bucky grins at you, encasing your head between his arms. "Is it, though?" He brushes his lips against yours, sending chills down your spine. "Or has it been a long time comin'?"

Bucky keeps pressing his lips against yours over and over in short, chaste kisses. "I haven't stopped thinkin' about you since the day you left, honey."

He tastes like whiskey and mint, and your hands clench tighter unwittingly. Your body feels flush with heat. You still stand by your words—this was an undoubtedly bad idea. There had been a reason you left after all.

"Admit it," Bucky lifts one of his hands from the wall, cupping your jaw lightly as he caresses your cheek with his thumb. "Six months of all that tension has just been a lead-up to this. We're going there, honey. We're going all the way for good this time."

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<Six Months Ago>

You felt your heart fluttering in your chest, filled with nerves and anxiety.

It's been two years—two years since you've been James Buchanan Barnes.

Two years since you've broken up.

You run your hand through the side of your hair nervously, trying to not think about it. The last argument, the last words, before silence.

"Are you okay?"

You turn your head over and smile at the concerned look.

"Yeah," you put your hand down in your lap. "It's just been a while since seeing the entire team, you know? So much has changed."

There's a deep, gravelly laugh before a large hand settles on top of yours. "Yeah, you probably weren't expecting to be in Santa Barbara that long, but chasing powered serial killers take longer than you expected, huh? Also doesn't help you met an incredibly handsome man. You nervous about introducing me to the team?"

You cock your brow at him with a smirk. "You nervous about meeting a bunch of superheroes?"

"Oh, but sweetheart, I'm also a superhero," he puts his fingers up dramatically to his temples. "A psychic."

You roll your eyes playfully as your shove him with a laugh. "Santa Barbara may buy that, but I saw through that schtick after our first case. You know Wanda and Vision will know immediately too, right? In fact, many of them will be able to figure it out."

"Well, I mean...psychic is such a loose term. Who can truly say my skills of deduction aren't visionary?" He puckered his lip in avoidance. "What matters is that my visions stay visionary in Santa Barbara. So..."

You sigh, "Already ahead of you. I've already emailed Natasha that my boyfriend, Shawn Spencer, is a fraudulent psychic and to please ask the team to say nothing about it."

Shawn whines, "Babe! You're not going to even try to let me see if I can trick 'em?"

"Shawn...there is a literal magical witch, an AI that can read your mind, a God and multiple trained biologically enhanced agents. You're not fooling anyone here."

"You, my dear, are a spoiled sport," he sticks his tongue out at you, and you laugh as he leans over and kisses your nose. "I'm really glad I could come with you."

You continue to smile because you like Shawn, and Shawn likes you. Despite everything that had happened, Shawn wanted to try to make it work even though you were being hauled back to New York.

You wondered if it would work. After all, you were anxious to see Bucky again, and Shawn had been anxious to leave Juliette behind.

"Me too."

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Bucky checked his reflection in the mirror for the 16th time that day.

He just freshly got a haircut and had that stubble you always liked. He wasn't trying to do it for you per se...but knowing you were coming back after all this time, Bucky was nervous as hell.

Two years of silence gave him a lot of time to miss you. Shit, he'd been such a punk. He should've let Steve and Natasha smack him upside the head when it was all going down.

Knock some sense into him that he was losing the best thing in his life.

Honestly, the worst part is that Bucky doesn't even remember what the two of you even argued about daily. There had been deep, underlying issues that you had tried to bring up and that he was trying to suppress.

The nightmares.

The lack of communication.

The mandated therapy.

You had felt alone.

Bucky sighed. Shit, he really was an asshole.

But Bucky was ready to prove to you that he's changed. That losing you had changed him. He had gone to therapy religiously and done the work to help himself.

He'd also seen people on and off, no one ever really sticking the landing for him. Bucky knows it's probably because he's holding out for you.

There was a sudden knock on his door.

"Come in," Bucky said as he tried to fix up his hair one last time.

"Hey."

Bucky could see in the mirror that it was Nat. She looked rather tense as she had her arm crossed.

"What's wrong?" Bucky asked as he turned to her. "We should probably head down soon. She's gonna be here in an hour."

"Yeah," Nat said softly. "About that..."

Bucky's heart immediately starts to speed up, worry wracking through him.

"What? What's wrong?" Bucky immediately asks again. "Is there something wrong with her flight? Is she—Did she decide she's not coming back?"

Nat shakes her head. "No, no. She's coming back. I just checked my emails, though, and thought I should warn you."

Bucky stares at Nat, silent as he waits for her news—bad news, it seems.

"She's dating, Buck. She's bringing her boyfriend home with her."

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Everyone was outside the Compound, ready to greet you, when your cab pulled up.

"It's been way too long," Natasha said as she pulled you into a tight hug. Wanda hugged you right after Natasha let go.

"It's not the same here without you," she said in your ear, and you smiled and patted her back.

"Yeah, I'm really happy to be home too," you say.

Steve pulls you into a hug that lifts you off the ground and a spin. "Good to have you home." He lets you down before he joins Shawn in pulling your bags out.

"I got it," Steve said as he clapped Shawn on the back in greeting and pulled out the bags at once with ease.

"I could've lifted it," Shawn says with a joking jilt of his chin.

"But I just wanted to see your muscles in action. I'm trying really hard to not have a man-crush on you right now. Can we take a picture? Gus is going to be so jealous."

Steve laughs with a shake of his head as he sets the bag down and leans into the frame of Shawn's phone for a photo.

You sigh as you turn to everyone. "Well, this my boyfriend everyone. Shawn Spencer, everyone. Everyone, Shawn Spencer."

"Nailed the introduction, firecracker," Tony smirked as he bumped fists with you and turned to Shawn. "So, this is the famous psychic we've heard literally nothing about except for a paragraph long email today?"

"That would be me," Shawn dramatically bowed.

"Don't buy it one bit," Tony puckers his lips. "But I guess it's just observation skills, meh."

"Please do not reduce my powers to such things, Mr. Stark. In fact, let me get a reading on you," Shawn brings his fingers to his temple, and you sigh again as Tony looks curious.

Shawn does that thing where he squints, and you try to not roll your eyes with a laugh. "You, Mr. Stark, have had three and a half cups of coffee, you've been wearing the same shirt for 3 days now, and you're in the midst of a breakthrough on your prosthetic project but your lovely wife has specifically threatened to strangle you and leave you in the dog house if you didn't take a break. You're supposed to call in and check in with her in the next..." Shawn hums, "ten minutes to let her know how my lovely girlfriend is since she couldn't make it."

Tony's mouth drops. "What—How did you—"

Shawn looks so smug as he cockily swipes his thumb under his nose. "What can I say, the spirits speak to me."

"And it's your B.O. that we can all smell, the coffee stains on your pants and tremors in your hand, you're still wearing a prosthetic prototype, and you keep checking the time so you don't miss check-in time with Pepper," you drawl.

"Ugh, babe!" Shawn whines, but there's a twinkle in his eye.

You shake your head as everyone introduces themselves to Shawn. As people begin to crowd around him, you're finally left with the last person in view.

Your breath hitches in the back of your throat.

Bucky Barnes stands in the back, looking equally winded by seeing you.

He looks...good. Healthier, happier than the last time you saw him. The dark circles have vastly reduced, and while he was always muscular, he looks like he hasn't skipped any meals. He's not as pallor.

The chattering becomes a distant noise as Bucky approaches you.

"Hey," Bucky says first, and his tone is so gentle, so soft that it makes you sigh with relief.

"Hey," you give him a small smile. "You look really good, Bucky."

He smiles back at you, genuinely happy, but there's something sad just underneath it. "Thanks. After you—uh—left, it kicked me into gear to get the help I needed. I don't even have to see my therapist anymore, but I still check in every three to four months."

Your smile gets wider, but your eyes are slightly sad. "I"m really happy and proud of you, Buck," you say, and you are. You really are. But at the same time, you can't help think there's a little tragedy that you had to leave, that things had to end for Bucky to decide to want to help himself.

Bucky swallows. "You look good, too. All that California sun did you good, huh?"

You bring your hand to your mouth as you laugh a little. "It did. It was a good change of scenery."

"Happy to be home, though?"

You stare at Bucky for a long moment before you nod.

"Very happy."

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Bucky stares at you in the distance as he holds his drink and lingers at the bar.

He watches you laugh and something Natasha says and watches your boyfriend place his hand on the small of your back.

It's just a small get-together to welcome you home, though the floor is packed because so many people are happy to see you. You were always the brightest part of people's day. Of course, they're so glad for you to come home.

Bucky tries to not feel devastated about the fact he probably dimmed a little bit of your light the last few months before it was over and before you left.

But that light looks like it returned, and Bucky is happy for it as much as he's heartbroken. Because it's not him that helped you get that light back. It's your boyfriend, who seemingly only has a wardrobe of oversized jeans, run-down sneakers, and dress shirts. It's a very odd combination.

"How you feelin', pal?"

Steve slides up to Bucky, drink in hand as well, and Bucky just shrugs. Steve knew that Bucky had been so excited for you to come home, so excited to try to make things right and win you back.

"Think I blew it," Bucky admits as he keeps watching you. unable to rip his eyes away. "I should've called her, should've gone to Santa Barbara but I really wanted to get my shit together before I saw her."

Steve purses his lips as he looks down, unsure how to comfort his best friend.

"It'll be alright, Buck," he says as he bumps his shoulder against Bucky's. "If it's meant to be, it will. If not, you'll have her as a friend if you want and there's plenty of fish in the sea."

Bucky snorts. "Now that you're dating Sharon, you're full of wise dating advice now, huh?"

Steve grins. "Can't always be a punk."

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"You sure you're good out here?"

You nod as you kiss Shawn on the cheek. "Yeah, go on back inside. I know you want to try to lift Thor's hammer. You've got to facetime Gus too so he can be here in spirit. Gus'll never forgive you if you forget."

"Oh, right," Shawn laughs. "Alright, see you in a bit?"

You nod again.

When you're left to your own devices, you let out a sigh.

Things are strange. A part of you doesn't really know if bringing Shawn was the right idea—if trying to make it work was the right idea.

You had seen his phone earlier, just by coincidence, when he pulled it out to check who was calling him.

It was Juliette, probably checking to make sure things were okay.

You love Juliette, you do, and you respect her as a colleague and a friend you've gotten to know. You just try not to think about how she's probably still in love with Shawn, that the reason they had only split up was that she wasn't ready to get married when Shawn popped the question six months ago. Shawn said she had stuttered when he tried to ask her when she'd be ready.

It was surprising to everyone.

You think Shawn's probably still in love with her, too, but he's just too good of a guy to not try to make this work between the two of you.

You can't blame him.

After all, one look at Bucky Barnes had you swallowing back all the feelings, the denial you were still in love with him too. But you were still going to try to make it work with Shawn because you think there's just too much history between you and Bucky to try to make it work.

There were too many hurt feelings, and things left unsaid when it was over.

The balcony doors open, and you jump in surprise.

"Oh, shit—sorry, I didn't think anyone was out here."

You place your hand over your heart and calm yourself when you realize it was Bucky.

"Just getting some fresh air. It's getting a little overwhelming," you let out a chuckle.

"Yeah, you're definitely the center of attention tonight with it being your party and all," Bucky grins, and you grin back.

Bucky comes and joins you over the railing as you peer out into the distance, into the trees and night sky.

Silence envelopes the two of you.

You suddenly feel more melancholy.

"I'm sorry," Bucky suddenly says.

You turn your head and blink at him.

"Sorry?" You repeat unsurely.

Bucky turns to you fully and nods somberly. "For everything that led up to you leaving. For the terrible, terrible things I said. For how I really hurt you when you were just trying to help."

You instantly feel something raw claw at the back of your throat, something stinging in your eyes.

You suddenly hear the last words Bucky had said to your flash in your mind.

"Jesus fucking Christ! Do you know how unbelievably aggravating it is to have you bring this up every other day? I'm not one of your little projects for you to fix. I've asked you to leave it be for me to deal with and you're constantly getting on my case about it. I can't get a moment of peace with you around!"

You pinch your forearm subtly. That had been two years ago. It didn't hurt as much anymore, but it had been those words that pushed you to the outside.

But Bucky is standing before you now, apologizing and looking better, and you just want to let it go.

"It's okay," you give him a small smile. "I know you were just hurting."

Bucky purses his lips because it's not really okay, it'll never be okay, and he wants to make it up to you even if he doesn't know how exactly yet.

"Are you happy?" Bucky asks, and you look surprised.

"Happy?"

Bucky nods. "No one deserves to be happier than you, not in my book anyway. Even though you were gone, I never stopped caring. I'll never stop caring."

The words ring your heart painfully.

A part of you wished Bucky never said that, and a part of you can't help but be elated.

But caring hadn't been enough the first time around. It's probably not enough now.

"Yeah, I think I am," you tell Bucky. "Shawn...gets me. I get him. We're working with what we have and I think that's enough for me."

It's a strange answer, but Bucky nods because despite him thinking you deserve more than that, you said it was enough for you.

Bucky wonders if he should hold on or let go.

But as you smile at him before turning back, the moon illuminating you with a slight breeze, Bucky doesn't think he can ever let go.

So, he's content to watch you.

"I'll always care about you too, Bucky," you say softly. "I hope we both get to be happy. You deserve happiness too, more than anyone. At least to me."

Yeah, Bucky thinks as he feels an odd pang thud in his chest, right against his ribs. He's content to watch until he knows he can't anymore.

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— OVERTIME

↬ Pairing. College!Atsumu x Manager!Reader

↬ Genre. Fluff. A hint of enemies to lovers if you look really closely.

↬ Warnings. Mentions of alcohol. I guess nothing else? Let me know if you think I'm wrong!

↬ Summary.  Atsumu Miya is hopelessly in love with you, but how could he ever catch your attention if all you do is ignore him? Well, maybe his plan starts to work out when he finds out that whenever he stays longer for practice, you have to stay too.

↬ Word count. 1.7k

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Sweat dripped down the back of ATSUMU's neck as he jogged around the college tracks for the nth time that afternoon.

"Just one more lap." He kept telling himself over and over again as if repeating it would make it any less of a lie.

But who could blame him when this was the only moment of the day that he could spend with you? When he just knew that, by the end of that turn, you'd be there to receive him, water bottle and towel in hand? If anything, that just drove him more and more motivated to get to the finish line.

Those seconds in which your hands slightly brushed off against each other's; the way you laughed whenever he tripped over himself, too tired to carry on; the sarcastic sneer on your face every time you scolded him for wasting your time, but still wouldn't leave. To Atsumu, that was his reward, better than any shining trophy.

"Oi! Miya!" Your voice woke him up from his trance as the blonde boy finally shot up a glance at you. He rested with his hands on his knees, chest going up and down in strong and unsteady motions, legs still trembling a bit from the training. "We've been here for almost two hours! Everybody has left already, and I want to go home for God's sake!"

Atsumu snickered at the way your voice got higher with each word, deflecting from his gaze while you said you wanted to leave. He also didn't miss how you knitted your eyebrows together just before going off at him, carefully scanning his shaky body.

"Ya could've left, ya know? I never asked ya to stay!" He replied, smirking a little while making sure to stare right into your pupils.

If eyes are the windows to the soul, that must be the reason yours were so beautiful to him. As he tried to get an answer through them, he also delighted himself in such a vision. That's why he was quick to notice their slight tremble at his remark.

"And leave you to die?!" Your voice, once again, cut him off of his daydreams. "You've been running for more than an hour after a pretty rough practice, if you go into cardiac arrest who's gonna call an ambulance?! I'm the team manager, I don't want any deaths on my back!"

In his defense, he was only there because of you, but — obviously — he wouldn't tell you that. He decided to just laugh it off.

"Well, that's something you don't see every day!" He teased.

"What?!"

"Yer’ worried ‘bout me!" Atsumu said, trying to suppress the smile forming in the corner of his mouth.

Even though his tone was playful, he knew something was off when his words were left hanging in the air, no snarky comments added to the back-and-forth banter you were both so used to.

Seeing your widened eyes, he started to question if he was right or, worse, if he had crossed a line.

You gulped down as if this would prevent you from spilling something you shouldn't say. Atsumu was dying to know what it was.

This had become a little routine of yours. Staying for a couple more hours after practice as you helped him out for a while. At first, he knew you're just doing your job, after all, you were there to assist the boys, it didn't matter who they were. Still, he couldn't shake the thought that maybe, just maybe, something had changed as the months went by.

He remembered it perfectly. It wasn't that long before that you used to curse him for making you lose such precious time of your day. He knew you had your reasons! Staying overtime underneath the unforgiving sun, having to catch up on your studies while sitting beside the filthy running tracks, surrounded by sweaty and dirty athletes.

Even so, it wasn't pleasant for him either. Jogging for endless hours, the summer heat consuming him as if hell were just around the corner.

Usually, he would run only half of those miles. But how could he stop? How could he stop knowing that the minute he did, you'd have to go home, and he would only see you the next day? No, he needed more time to win you over. He needed those small talks in between his breaks. He needed every single one of the few glances you exchanged every time he ran past you. He needed to hear you giggling at his jokes at least once more.

What once felt like dragging insufferable after hours, began to seem like less and less time over the weeks. Those little details were what made it all worth it. They were his private entrance to heaven.

And he believed that you might've been starting to feel the same way too.

He'd caught the way your lips curled up into a shy smile the last time he'd offered to walk you home. He also had noticed how your irises shined a bit brighter whenever he bought you food, worried because he knew you'd be there with him for those extra periods. He'd seen the way you laughed at his childhood stories just a tad too hard, always asking for another one.

Atsumu had always been aware of how he comes off to people: the arrogant self-centered jock. He never really cared about any of those things, but he did care about how you perceived him. The man just hoped that soon enough, you'd learn he was more than what others wanted him to be. Not a pretentious athlete, albeit a normal guy as any other, just with an ambitious goal set to his mind. And whenever you shared one of those intimate moments, he thought that, perhaps, you were one of the few people that actually saw him for who he was.

Still, that didn't make it any easier to admit the feelings he'd developed for you.

"Oi! Are ya alright?" Atsumu said, trying to catch your attention, a delicate expression laying on his countenance. "I'm sorry if I overstepped in any way, ‘kay? It was a joke, I promise." You didn't answer him just yet.

"Hey!" He proceeded, lifting your chin up so you'd look at him. "Now I'm the one getting worried 'bout ya! Snap out of it and get back to hating on me before ya realize I might have a heart!" Atsumu mocked himself, but shied away from your glare while doing so.

At least he'd made you chuckle.

“I always knew you had one, Miya." You said, rolling your eyes at the man. “I just didn’t know it worked!”

“Oya! That was mean!”

“Isn’t that what you wanted?” You asked, arching your brows.

“Well, maybe, but it wouldn’t hurt if ya were a little nicer to me once in a while!”

“Yeah? How so?” The words slipped past your lips without missing a beat, and Atsumu couldn’t help but wonder if the flirtatious undertone was something he had only imagined. He decided to take the bait.

“For starters...” Atsumu began, slowly making his way closer to where you were standing. “Ya could buy me a beer after we’re done here.” Was he crazy or did he really see your shoulders relaxing at his words?

“Oh, is that easy?” You responded in the same toying manner.

“Hold up!” He said, raising his hands to the air. “That’s just the first step!”

“And then what?”

“And then…” Atsumu continued, moving further towards your figure. “Then ya could let me hear that beautiful laugh of yers a few more times.” He completed, stealing a giggle out of you. “Just like that.”

“Great, so I’m halfway through it.” Your tone may have been monotonous, but your eyes told him otherwise. “Anything else or can we get this over with?”

“Maybe, while yer’ laughing, ya could finally realize that I’m not as bad as ya think I am.” He pondered, moving a loose strand of hair out of your features, clearing the view to your gaze.

“Now you wanna tell me what to think?” You scoffed, crossing your arms.

“Is just a suggestion! Take it as ya wish!” He winked at you.

“And what if I told you that I already did?”

“Ya did?” This time, he sounded soft, breaking out of the teasy character for a second.

“You’re not bad, Miya... Far from that.” 

“Well, that’s a shock.”

“You don’t look surprised.” You stated, pointing out the crescent grin on his face.

“Too much wishful thinking made me ready for this moment.”

“And what exactly is this moment… Atsumu?” The way you said his name, in a hushed voice, almost like a secret meant to be shared by only the both of you, gave him the green light he needed to go on.

“It’s when I finally kiss ya.” 

Atsumu was quick to grab your waist, pulling you closer to his chest, and finally closing the gap between you two. His gawk rapidly traveled from your mouth to your eyes, longing for a confirmation. It didn’t take a second after your subtle nod for him to merge your lips together, your body melting at his touch. His grasp was gentle, but firm, like you were something he treasured, something that he never wanted to let go of. And by the way you gripped onto his neck, the boy could tell he wasn’t alone in this.

Atsumu moved his palms all the way up your back, briefly running his fingers through your hair, but resting them upon finding your face. His tender touch cupped your cheeks in between his hands, pushing away just when he inevitably ran out of breath. 

"Do I still have to buy you that beer or is this nice enough for you?" You said, unable to repress a smile.

“Hm, I’m not sure… Why don’t you kiss me again and we'll see?"

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