#hey look that's the outfit I've been meaning to give 4

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perfect together

#smg4 #smg34 #hi guys😲🤚 #hey look that's the outfit I've been meaning to give 4 #I said fuck it he's just getting it #may my silly lil guy just get mauled by the bootleg plush #...... okay that's not what actually happened- but I don't really care anymore. I have so much on the mind n I already wanted to just #draw 4 in this and post him like this #the cute outfit was stronger than me #but yeah my #lil guy is safe they'r ehaving coffee at 3's cuz their energy got drained to shits n they need to get that shit back #weak ass mfer uses one ability and immedaitely runs out !!! #and the big ass plush would've been caught by these 2 together #because 3's slay would've been too much to handle for it #but I just. didn't quite have the passion for this like I do for a lot of other things that I want to do

[angels-fantasy]

Top Secret Fiction Ch. 4

Farmers Market

Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Description: After meeting the one and only pro hero Dynamight on a dating app, you two begin to see each other. Because of the dangers that come with his hero work, you both promise to be completely honest with each other from the beginning; though you can't help but keep one big secret from him.

You write fan fiction, mostly about him.

Chapter Details: nothing crazy. another date, katsuki being sweet, reader uses their quirk

Word Count: 1.4k

previous chapter

It's been about two weeks since you went on your date with Bakugou and you haven't seen him since, unfortunately. But it was for good reason - his hero work.

Going into this, you knew he'd be extremely busy, but you didn't think he'd be this busy. But you could understand it. Though something you did appreciate was the fact that he did make time to talk to you on the phone and would let you know when he'd have to go hours without talking.

In these past two weeks you also thought about his serious talk with you, about honesty.

Guilt ate away at you every time you started writing or even thought about it, which made it harder to stay active on your writing account.

Your secret really wasn't that big of a deal, but it was still a secret. Fan fiction was also something that had a bad reputation among people who didn't read it, so who knows how Bakugou felt about it.

Your phone ringing broke you out of your thoughts.

Looking at the caller ID, you saw that it was Bakugou. Smiling, you answered it and said "Hi Bakugou!"

"Hey, you busy right now?" He asked.

You looked around your room, as if that'd give you an answer. "Uh no, why?"

"Good. Can you be ready in like - thirty minutes? I'm free for the rest of the day and I wanna hangout now that I actually have time."

How sweet.

"Yeah I'll be ready by then. Are we meeting somewhere?"

"No, I'm picking you up."

"'Kay, see you then. Bye!"

"Bye."

Hanging up, you squealed into your pillow and then looked at the time. It was only 3:00 pm, so you'd have to be ready by 3:30.

As you rushed to get ready you wondered where Bakugou was taking you. He didn't say you had to dress a certain way, so you went for a casual and comfortable outfit.

He didn't seem like the type to take you somewhere extravagant randomly, so you were sure it'd be somewhere that was pretty relaxed.

After getting ready you noticed you had a few minutes left to spare so you decided to go check on the plants you had around your home.

You had about three plants in your home, all of them ranging from different sizes and types. You didn't have many plants in your home because you already had many at your work place.

You attended to each of your plants needs after they had told you what it is they wanted. One wanted more sunlight, the other was thirsty, and one was just fine.

You looked at your phone to check if Bakugou had texted you, and luckily he did. He had sent a text saying he was outside waiting for you.

You smiled and slipped your shoes on, saying bye to Cheerios and your plants like you always did.

Sliding into the passenger seat you said, "Hey stranger. How've you been?"

He smiled lightly, "Sorry I haven't been able to see you. Work keeps me busy but I'm good, you?"

"I get it. I've been good too though. Has anything interesting happened at work?"

Bakugou brought a hand up to his jaw and stroked it while he thought. "Eh, nothing major. I did stop a bank robbery with Red Riot a few days ago though."

You gasped and turned to him, "A whole bank robbery? I feel like that's such a stereotypical situation... you know? Like, you just see it in movies all the time."

"I know, which is why people usually don't attempt to rob a whole bank" He laughed, "But clearly these guys were idiots."

You laughed at that. "I can't even imagine trying to rob a bank. I mean - where would you even start?

The two of you continued to talk on the way to your destination, which he actually told you about this time. He said that there was a farmers market happening nearby and he actually went there pretty often, so he thought he should invite you along with him which you thought was sweet.

When you arrived it was just as you expected and it seemed to be quite busy.

"Wow I can't believe I've never been here before! The decorations are so cute." You said in awe, once you both started walking around.

"You wanna go get food? There's this old dude that sells the best takoyaki at his stand." Bakugou said as you two walked through the crowd.

You nodded, "Yeah I'm down. Takoyaki sounds really good right now - oh and after can we stop at that stand?" You asked, pointing to a stand that was selling crocheted stuffed animals.

He nodded and then held out a hand, "So you don't get lost in the crowd."

Yeah right.

You smiled and grabbed his hand, letting him lead the way to the takoyaki stand. Once you got there you met the old man he mentioned and talked to him for a bit. You found out that he made the takoyaki himself and he'd been doing it for over thirty years!

When it came to paying, Bakugou kept insisting that he would pay for your food but you stood your ground and told him you were just fine paying for your own.

He grumbled about it for a while after but eventually got over it. You two then went over to the stand you mentioned earlier, and looked at the stuffed animals for sale.

"They're so cute! I think I'm gonna buy one." You said to Bakugou.

He hummed, "You should get that one." and pointed to a white jumbo bunny wearing pink overalls.

"You're so right." You said and placed your food down so you could grab the bunny and check for a price tag.

Your eyes widened at the price.

"This thing is sixty bucks!" You whispered to him.

"What? Lemme see." He said and grabbed the bunny from you to look at the tag. His eyebrows raised a bit at the price. "Tsk, I can make this shit myself."

"You crochet?" You asked.

"Sometimes..." He said and looked away.

You laughed and then grabbed the bunny back from him. "Well, I guess it's goodbye bunny. You're just too expensive." You said and sadly put the bunny back where it once was, making sure to grab your takoyaki.

"Wanna go sit under that tree?" You asked and pointed to a large tree with a bench underneath it.

Bakugou nodded and you began making your way over to the bench.

Once you got there you both continued to eat your food in a comfortable silence. Looking up at the tree, you used your quirk and listened.

"This tree has seen a lot of things." You smiled.

"Whaddya mean?" He asked around his food.

"My quirk. I just used it and listened to the tree. She said she's seen a lot of interesting things in this spot, good and bad." You said and listened some more, "Proposals are the most common."

Bakugou smiled, "The tree really said all that?"

"Yeah! Trees have such interesting stories because they've been around so long." You said excitedly.

He looked up at the tree, "I guess I never thought about it like that."

After some more talking and eating, Bakugou offered to throw away your trash for you, which you accepted. He told you to wait at the bench for him, so you did.

It was taking him a bit longer than you thought it would so you began to worry a bit. As you were biting your lip in thought, a touch on your shoulder made you jump.

"Didn't mean to scare ya."

You placed a hand on your chest, "Jeez! You walk so quietly I didn't hear anything."

Bakugou smirked, "Here, I got you something."

He handed you a large, brown paper bag and watched as you looked inside.

"The bunny!" You gasped and pulled it out of the bag. "But it was so expensive, why did you buy this?!"

He shrugged, "You wanted it, and I guess it's okay to look at."

You looked at the bunny intensely and rubbed its head.

"It's so cute... Thank you so much." You said.

"It's not problem, just make sure to name it after me." He joked.

You clicked your tongue and smacked him with the bunny.

...

You guys had ended up spending the rest of the day together, finally leaving the farmers market around 8:30 pm.

When Bakugou pulled up to your house, you hesitated before getting out.

"You good?" He asked.

"Yeah, um. Do you wanna come inside?" You asked quietly.

He smiled the widest you've ever seen him smile and said, "Yeah. Will your plants be okay with it?"

"Har har." You said while rolling your eyes and got out the car, leading him into your house.

authors note

sorry for the little cliff hanger :3

also, here's the bunny katsuki bought reader

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[disco-elysium-via-polls]

🎵 Disco Elysium, Pt 1

3. "Superstar Casual." (Click your tongue.)

+1 Superstar Cop

KIM KITSURAGI - "Well, I can't say it doesn't *fit* you..."

"Still, you might try *branching out* a little. You know the expression 'The clothes make the man'? The right outfit, in the right situation, can make all the difference in the world."

"Okay." (Nod.) "You're a sharp dressed man. We could be style buddies."

"I'm not taking 'style' tips from someone who dresses like a mega-binoclard."

"I'm not taking 'style' tips from someone who dresses like a washed-up TipTop racer."

KIM KITSURAGI - "Let's not get ahead of ourselves, detective..."

+1 Reputation

EMPATHY [Trivial: Success] - A warm smile.

KIM KITSURAGI - "Anyway, we should probably get back to the case. Let's go."

Hold on, we had something else to talk to you about.

KIM KITSURAGI - "Yes?"

2. "I have big news, Kim." (Tell Kim about how you no longer obsess over your sexuality.)

KIM KITSURAGI - "Okay."

"I have managed to stop obsessing about my sexuality."

"Nothing. Actually, as I'm saying this, I realize I would not be telling the truth."

KIM KITSURAGI - "Great. Imagine all the time you'll have for work now -- matter of fact, we should get back to it right now."

+5 XP

"Yes."

Nod.

KIM KITSURAGI - "Mhm."

"Just one thing though..."

Get back to it. [Leave]

KIM KITSURAGI - "What?"

"Are *you* part of the homo-sexual underground?"

"Nothing, let's go." [Leave.]

KIM KITSURAGI - "You didn't stop at all, did you? You're just obsessing about *other people's* sexuality now."

REACTION SPEED [Medium: Success] - Uhm... uh...

"Yeah, but…"

"You're right, yes. Let's go." [Leave]

KIM KITSURAGI - "... but am I? I'll spare you another *20 hour mind-project* -- yes, I am. Now let's get back to work."

DRAMA [Medium: Success] - That's the truth.

The *only* benefit of Homo-Sexual Underground is the ability to have that conversation, so I'll be replacing it with The Precarious World now. Just have to remember to pause it any time we attempt a Red check.

So, back to work... if by work we mean more stories.

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "Tequila Sunset." He nods in appreciation.

5. "Have you got any more urban myths?"

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "I actually do have one... the strangest of them all. But I'll need to *fortify* myself before I can tell that one..."

"Do you have anything to fortify ol' Doom Spiral? Tell me you got some story juice."

"I've got some sweet *Commodore Red*." (Give it.)

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "Classy." He snatches the bottle and pushes the cork in through the bottleneck.

"This last one is the most Martinaise story I've ever heard…" He takes an almost comically long swig. Thus fortified, he continues.

"I've never heard it mentioned outside of here... At first I thought it was a joke, to be honest. But I've been on the coast eight, nine months now and in that time I've seen at least three expeditions come through, searching for something."

SHIVERS [Medium: Success] - A shovel hits the sand somewhere behind the reeds, near an abandoned construction yard. The young men look over their shoulders, suspiciously. The sound of their digging seems loud in the sudden silence.

"Cryptids?"

"A place to call home?"

"Your lost keys?"

"Okay, what kind of expeditions?"

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "Magic animals? No man, this is *serious stuff*..."

2. "A place to call home?"

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "No, Tequila. Most people already know where they live. It's guys like you and me that are the exceptions..."

3. "Your lost keys?"

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "Hey, HEY. Fuck you, Tequila," he says, his voice level.

4. "Okay, what kind of expeditions?"

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "All kinds. I've seen archaeologists, gangsters, even a bunch of ad agency types. I'm telling you, Tequila -- this thing's got a *pull* on certain kinds of people."

"Wait, what do you mean 'certain kinds of people'?"

"What exactly are we talking about here?"

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "You know, *obsessive* types. People with *predilections*..."

"What exactly are we talking about here?"

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "Some of those expeditions come back after a week or so, looking haggard and dejected. Others don't return at all..."

"The first time I saw one of these expeditions, I thought they were fucking with me. There was no way it could be true. It was just *too high-concept*, even for me..."

ELECTROCHEMISTRY [Medium: Success] - Wait... There's no way... It can't be... or *can* it?

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "I'm not even sure I should be telling you this story, to be perfectly honest. You're in a fragile state, and it might be too much for you to handle."

"I can handle it."

"You're right, maybe it's not a good idea."

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "Okay, fine, I'll tell you. But I'm warning you, it's pretty *out there*." His eyes narrow with mystery. "Our story begins at a legendary design studio, right here in Martinaise..."

"There was this designer, his exact name is lost to history, but in life he was a legend. Made it big in Oranje, where he did some real pioneering work on grotesque and sans-serif typography. A fucking genius, man..."

He takes a swig, wipes his mouth, then continues. "That is, if he even existed. Who knows? It's an urban legend, after all..."

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - He existed alright. You feel it deep within your basal ganglia. He was as real as you are...

What the fuck are you talking about?

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - I'm talking about...

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "Anyway, sometime later he started his own personal studio here in Martinaise, and that's when he started working on some *really* wild stuff. I'm talking some glass-smooth, forward looking design language, the kind of thing that would totally overthrow the old regime, design-wise."

CONCEPTUALIZATION [Medium: Success] - A paradigm-shattering revolutionary!?

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "But then, something turned. You see, it's widely known that *nose candy* and pioneer graphic design work go hand-in-hand..."

"Wait -- nose candy?"

"So what happened to him?"

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "You know, Tequila." He taps the side of his nose twice. "*Nose* candy. The white railroad. *Party powder*!"

KIM KITSURAGI - "The kids on the street also call it 'snow day'..."

ENCYCLOPEDIA [Medium: Success] - Or 'Irmalan Gold,' for the plateau on which most of the world's supply is grown and harvested, typically by slave labour...

Level up!

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "'Sinus salt,' 'the white knight'...."

KIM KITSURAGI - "'Count C,' for its popularity among the aristocratic class of the prior century..."

ENCYCLOPEDIA - Along with a number of more banal street names: Blow, of course, but also flake, powder, pearl. Really anything that's white will work.

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - HE'S TALKING ABOUT COCAINE.

"*Ohhh*, you mean *cocaine*."

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "Shit yeah, Tequila! You know *exactly* what I'm talking about." He gives you a comradely bump on the shoulder as a couple millilitres of booze slosh out of his bottle.

"So what happened to him?"

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "You've got to understand... the work *this* guy was doing was *so* high-concept that regular amounts of cocaine just weren't cutting it. By the end they were bringing it in by the lorry load."

"Now, as you might imagine, snorting that much cocaine can't be healthy for a regular human, right?"

ENDURANCE [Easy: Success] - Right.

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - WRONG! Do it all the time.

Uhh... all the time?

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - All day, baby...

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "Hey, Tequila, pay attention! The story goes that one day he was balls-deep in work on what he thought would be his *pièce de résistance*: An advert so *minimal* it contained neither text nor images. Just... pure white..."

"Apparently the idea was too high-concept even for this genius. He dropped dead right at his desk before he could finish. His last words are recorded to have been: "It's as white as a blizzard… of cocaine!"

"What a loss for the world of design."

"What a stupid fucking idea."

(Say nothing.)

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "I know, Tequila, I know..." He takes a swig, considers pouring some out for this lost genius, then thinks better of it.

"But the story doesn't end there. Supposedly, when they performed the autopsy, the coroner discovered nearly a *quarter kilo of coke* jammed into his nasal cavity."

LOGIC [Medium: Success] - That's... almost certainly anatomically impossible.

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - WRONG AGAIN, NERD. Where there's a will, there's a way.

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "That's right. Two-hundred fifty grams of blow had *accumulated* in there over the years. We're talking high-grade Saramirizian pure, not that cut-rate shit your grandma does."

"There are those who believe that the designer was buried with this quarter-key of nose candy still lodged in his sinuses. *That's* what those expeditions are looking for..."

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - THE COCAINE SKULL.

"The Cocaine... Skull..."

"A skull filled with cocaine?"

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "*The Cocaine Skull*!"

"Wow."

"And why do people think the skull is here, in Martinaise?"

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "No," he corrects you: "WOW!!"

"And why do people think the skull is here, in Martinaise?"

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "Here's the kicker -- this designer, this *lead designer* of a world famous design studio -- was *born* in Martinaise. A local boy. Martin Martinaise."

"That's why he brought his studio here -- back to where it all began. And that's why they buried him here too -- perhaps right under Abs' pipe there…" he points to the pipe.

"Or probably further down the coast? Or in some yard in Martinaise proper. A hidden mausoleum? No one knows exactly."

ROSEMARY - "No, my grandma' always told me his grave lays somewhere on the islets on the bay..."

KIM KITSURAGI - "This is ludicrous." The lieutenant turns to you. "And physically impossible. Sinuses can't contain that amount of anything."

INLAND EMPIRE [Easy: Success] - Now, now detective... always the sceptic.

INTERFACING [Medium: Success] - My only question is -- where does one get a *shovel*?

"What do these expeditions plan to do with it?"

"Rosemary, you said something about islets?"

"What have you learned from the other expeditions?"

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "The archaeologists say they want to put it in a museum. The gangsters say they want to sell it on the black market. And the ad agency guys say they're seeking inspiration..."

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Bullshit. They just want to snort it. But you could beat them to it, Harry. *You* could snort the magic skull cocaine instead...

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "I'm pretty sure they all just want to snort it, though."

ROSEMARY - "And why wouldn't they, ey? Sounds like right strong stuff."

2. "Rosemary, you said something about islets?"

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "Don't listen to him or his grandma. He's just making things up."

ROSEMARY - "No, my grandma told me -- I've heard other people say it too. That it's underwater. Or, no..." He thinks. "Maybe it was the storm sewers..."

KIM KITSURAGI - "Or maybe it's in the *air*? Or in an ancient steppe pyramid off shore?"

INLAND EMPIRE [Trivial: Success] - In a pyramid? Now that *would* be something...

3. "What have you learned from the other expeditions?"

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "They're pretty vague about it, in general. The gangsters like to claim they're looking for the grave of a friend... with picks and shovels..."

"The archaeologists act all official about it, saying they're conducting 'serious research'. Honestly, I think they're not really scientists, just rich."

"The junkies, for some reason, are pretty upfront about it. They just say they're looking to snort some blow out of a dead man's nasal cavity."

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Honest men on an honest quest. You should join them.

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "By now I'd say I know about as much about it as anyone on the coast."

4. "Okay, I'm convinced. Let's go find it!" (Undertake it!) 5. "Surprisingly, I'm not interested in looking for the skull."

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on just a minute. Finding it right now is literally impossible."

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - WHAT?

"Why?"

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "For one, the way is blocked... by that big lorry that says 'Delta Logistics Company' on the side. You'd *definitely* have to search the area behind that lorry too. Yet it is impassable."

"And second, outfitting an expedition like that is expensive. It'd have to be a *big production* to do the Cocaine Skull justice. You need new gear, people who know what they're doing, all kinds of provisions..."

"It's just not feasible within the economic and temporal frame of our current setup. Matter of fact, unless a bunch of money just falls out of the sky, we might *never* know what's up with that skull."

+5 XP

KIM KITSURAGI - "I have to agree. We barely have what we need to solve the case we've got now. We can't afford to run around chasing after quasi-mythical pieces of drug paraphernalia..."

"Besides, it would look *extremely* bad for the RCM to be caught up in something that has the word *COCAINE* writ large on it. The PR is tricky on this."

"Damn, that's too bad."

"Who cares? It was an idiotic idea anyway."

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Wait! Maybe there's another way... maybe up around the coast? Don't give up now!

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "Yeah, well, that's the reality situation for you. Who knows, though? Maybe someday we'll get our chance..."

+5 XP

6. "Are there any more stories you can tell?"

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "Not that I can think of, currently."

"I guess that makes sense. You have been drinking *a lot*."

IDIOT DOOM SPIRAL - "That might be the case, yes."

That's the end of Doom Spiral's tales. We have *one* more thing to do in the village...

LILIENNE, THE NET PICKER - "Aye, the sea's gonna calm down soon. I can feel it. The wind is turning southeast." She nods. "What's on your mind, officer?"

4. [Suggestion - Heroic 15] She needs to go on a date with *another* drunk. Badly.

-1 Kim's presence makes it awkward. +2 Dresscode: Man of charms

SUGGESTION [Heroic: Failure] - Get the drink ON. It would be unimaginable for a human female to have sex with a man without Al-Gul as the master of ceremonies to guide them.

"I like you -- but I'm afraid to be around you, because you're a woman."

"I wanna be close to you and there's but one way to intimacy..."

"Since the dawn of mankind, Al-Gul has watched over the re-procreation of our species. Lay with me. Let's celebrate the Gul."

"Alcohol makes closeness possible. Let's *connect*."

LILIENNE, THE NET PICKER - "Alcohol? Connect? I'm not sure I'm following you." There's confusion in her eyes.

"Get hammered with me. On a date. Drunk-date. It will be nice, I promise."

LILIENNE, THE NET PICKER - She bursts out laughing. "That's a good impression. You really crack me up, officer. Now how can I help you?"

SUGGESTION - She doesn't even *understand* you asked her out. Perhaps you're too sober to pull it off right now? Try again later.

5. "Be seeing you." [Leave.]

And that's all we can do here.

#disco elysium #kim kitsuragi #harrier du bois #idiot doom spiral #rosemary #lilienne the net picker

[vampirecatsw]

*CLAPS HANDS AND RUBS THEM TOGETHER* NOW THAT I'M FINISHED ANSWERING YOUR ASK, CYN. (BLESS YOU, BLESS YOU!) PLEASE DO THE CHARACTER OPINION BINGO FOR KAITO, AOKO, SHINICHI, AND RAN. PRETTY PLEASE. MAY YOUR DAY BE SPECTACULAR!

Hi! Here's my ask with drawings (of various quality, you can see as I drew more I got more into the swing HAAHHAH. That's what I get for being so rusty - I don't actually draw that often.) The colours I used are ones I associate with the characters!

ft. my very informal writing style, probably like a thousand typos because I'm typing this at 1am, and many shoutouts to amazing dcmk creators 🥰

Also, please check out Anna's ask! https://akai-anna.tumblr.com/post/739521989281234944/hey-there-my-lovely-mutual-3-3-i-love-when-you

Anna, you're so lovely, fr. I hope this makes you giggle and swing your feet, I had such a fun time thinking about them! I added my own flair with my drawings <3

Feel free to ask me to decipher any handwriting

P.s. That character with the hat you'll see is my sona! I'm calling him Sol because that's another online name I seem to take up often. Feel free to call me Sol as well!

(Shameless plug: Check out my art blog - cyndraws - if you like my art! Also, it has some au ramblings too ^v^. https://cyndraws.tumblr.com/)

KAITO

Bingo count: 4 (well, If I ticked only more more box, I could have extra bingos for almost every extra box I ticked haha...)

The art: I gave up at first and just drew him as a stick figure. Then I added clothes to him, that's why he's so proportionally off,,, My beloved blorbo, I feel like I did you so dirty 😭

Fun challenge: Guess what I was inspired by when I drew Kaito's and Aoko's outfits.

I'm literally in love with him no joke. The love is too intense aughhdfk. What kind of love? Yes. I would do anything for him. I'd be so clingy fr.

Headcanons? Sooo many. Not even a joke. They're too integrated into my brain at this point so yeah haha

His HANDS. Slim and very fast and flexible. They have callouses - screw smooth hands. Callouses as a sign of his hard work throughout his entire life.

Fox? He's a fox. So silly, little trickster. https://www.tumblr.com/cyndraws/739418480470851584/look-me-in-the-eyes-and-tell-me-kaito-isnt-a-fox

Let's just link my simping art here too: https://www.tumblr.com/cyndraws/739224275061456896/im-such-a-simp-help-me-kaito-simps-unite-pls Please let me squish his cheeks please...PLEASE

Bonus: Old character opinion bingo for Kaito: https://cyndraws.tumblr.com/post/739190201679757312/everyone-if-im-going-to-expose-myself-as-a-kaito I got over the fear 👍 It's from a while back, like maybe... 2022? idk

I love unhinged Kaito

Gender? Please. I'll take any masc at this point HAHAH

Canon isn't real - Like it's amazing but also like... underwhelming. *Shakes it vigorously* GIVE ME MORE. MORE EKODA GANG. MORE SUPPORT FOR KAITO. LET KAITO CRY. I WANT MORE WORLD BUILDING ON AKAKO AND TO SEE THE KUROBA FAMILY MORE (+ a billion more requests.) PLEASE GOSHO IM BEGGING

(It's ok, I got the fics for these cravings 👍)

~

2. AOKO

Bingo count: 0

Wow. I realised just how little brain space I dedicate to her... but she's also so silly. I love her so much. She's a great character to pair up with Kaito (for any relationships, I love when they're having fun together.) She doesn't need more suffering <3

I love sm how in MK1412 they added extra scenes of the Ekoda gang! And Aoko looks so cute in it! (everyone else? ... it varies)

Snowball fight! ^

Now this is a hella hot take but I personally think KaiAo is much more interesting than ShinRan (for me). And fun too, because I've always been drawn to fun and teasing dynamics like these over the more romantic ones (if you get what I mean by more romantic). KaiAo and Shinran both are such wonderful couples though. *Bangs fists on table* THEY'RE BOTH SO UNBEARABLE CUTEEE

Someone told me I have very similar vibes to Aoko and I've been reevaluating myself XDD. No but I can see it. I think we have a similar energy (in my brain at least, I'm much more tired when I go out) and even preferred fashion.

Would give her a kiss anytime. Definitely. Let's go out on a picnic and have a fun hangout. We would be good friends.

Aolele theory by alizardjae: Please check it out!!! https://alizardjae.tumblr.com/post/134111960564/alright-finally-got-around-to-writing-this-thing Basically it's the summary I wrote up there. I whole heartedly believe in it, because it's a fun theory and I've done it before myself (...ehem annoying relatives) - so it's definitely believable. And I love the idea of Aoko Holmes being carried over from Nonchalant Lupin (<- Prototype of Magic Kaito. It's a fun read!)

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3. SHINICHI/CONAN

Bingo count: 4

Drawing was inspired by that scene where Conan gets suspicious of Hanzawa-san (from The Culprit Hanzawa, a spinoff of dcmk.)

Ok, so the thing is, I have a very strange relationship with him.

He's so silly, right? He so fun, he's adorable, so caring and well meaning, but I'm scared of him. I wouldn't want to meet him. I'm terrified even though he's so nice 😭. So I'd rather observe from a distance (hence the drawing ^ but I'd definitely set off his senses a lot.)

(What does it say about me that I'm scared of Shin/Cone but not Kaito? I'm working on overcoming my fear of Conan/Shin, I promise *on my hands and knees* I REALLY AM)

(My irl friend understands why I'm so terrified, I've explained the crazy stunts he's done and his very illegal spy equipment to them... they actually got a nightmare about Conan that night. He's such a law breaking little gremlin (affectionate)) So...no kisses for you, detective... only because I'm too intimidated 😭 But I'll gladly make content dedicated to you and fawn over you <3

If it's not already obvious, Kai > Shin/Cone for me. But he's definitely a close second.

Shin's/Cone's aesthetic? So peak. His detective work and general vibes with the series is so banging. That clean formal attire - I love wearing more formal stuff out. Being judged for it? At this point I don't really care hahaha. His mismatching outfits are so endearing, but I don't really vibe with them.

Canon is kinda frustrating for me. Well, as usual, I love to pick out the pieces I love and keep them dear to my heart. Ugh I want more identity issues and character relationship focuses. And more Shinran, this is literally ridiculous for slowburn lol.

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4. RAN

Bingo count: 0

I drew a masterpiece for her. As she deserves 🥰. (Fun fact, this is the first time I've drawn her properly.)

Drawing inspirations:

Sakura Class! It was so adorable. I loved seeing the povs of both Shin and Ran. The Sakura couple,,, 🥺🥺 why are they so cute

LavenderTowne! Her art is amazing and her art tips are always so helpful: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCD4XIm3ZFhT72WjqhIXMN9w

In particular, I used these two tutorials: Easy Background: https://www.youtube.com/shorts/Zw5oB-ir5R0 Easy Lighting: https://www.youtube.com/shorts/shWoTarp_Vk

*ehem* Back to our ask now

Ran is so lovely! Such a queen, so adorable, such an icon! Have you seen her puff out her cheeks in chapter 1120? (+ many other instances of her being cute of course.)

(^ well, now you've seen it)

I love her with sass! It's so funny and fitting for her. And paired with her badassness? Wow. She's amazing. She has such a big heart too <3

I can see how Shinichi fell for her at first sight, she really is so pretty and cute. Her smile was such a direct hit to his heart XD

Obligatory shoutouts!:

Amazing Shinran analysis by rabbitsrants: https://www.tumblr.com/rabbitsrants/737479648281329664?source=share

Really REALLY cute Shinran art by detshin: https://www.tumblr.com/detshin/734222664310358016?source=share https://www.tumblr.com/detshin/734913462286909440?source=share Their blog also has really cute Shinran content!

For some reason, I associate the english localised names to the more sarcastic and witty characterisations in the funimation dub. That's why I wrote Rachel.

Maybe it's because of halfpenny_jones's amazing characterisation: https://archiveofourown.org/users/halfpenny_jones/pseuds/halfpenny_jones/works?fandom_id=964594 Please check out their works too!

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That's the end~ Thanks so much for asking! It was so enjoyable to ponder and draw. And I'll always take opportunities to talk about them.

Feel free to chat again whenever you feel like it <3 And also, feel free to ask about many other things too, like more character bingos or aus if you find them interesting. I hope you also enjoy them if you go through them.

See you next illusion~

#dcmk #kaito kuroba #kuroba kaito #kaito kid #aoko nakamori #nakamori aoko #cyn answers #asks #shinichi kudo #kudo shinichi #ran mouri #mouri ran #cyn talks #cyn speaks #cyn draws #not much in tags cause i think i said what i wanted to in the post

[littlelyarts]

Fresh New Commission Sheet!

As I've been drawing more, I've decided to make some updates to what I offer commission wise!

i use PayPal and Ko-Fi for payment :) all prices are in USD!

Click below for more information!

Hey! Glad you clicked!!

The main difference between this comm sheet and my previous one is updating the prices, simplifying my finishing process, and to showcase more of what I can do with my art!!

Got the norm base prices - 20$ headshot, 25$ halfbody, 30$fullbody

Finishing is my term for shading, as I have two shading methods, and a wiggly-line style of art!

Examples below of Style 1 (smooth) 2 (pixel) and 3 (wiggle)

And I do offer discounts for symmetrical works! I didn't write it on my sheet but its usually 5 bucks, whatever makes the number look good.

Now for the 4 featured things -

Yes, I do have an 18 + account, i'm not linking it here but it shouldn't be too hard to search for my 2nd account on this blog

I'm also happy doing taur designs! I can even make them of usual non-taur creatures!

Nonfurry designs are cool too as you can see by my monster girls, here's a human though for good measure (her name is Sam)

And animations!!! I can do smooth Live2d Animations and also frame by frame animations!! Double the price of the usual commission for what it'll cost, so 40 for headshots, 50 for halfbodies, and 60 for full!

And not listed on the sheet.. Ref Sheets!

The base is 50 bucks for the fullbody and your choice of focus shots, and for 5 dollars each you can get a symmetrical outfit doodle added in!

Other than all that, if you see anything I post and want something like that with your characters, feel free to send it over to me!! Whether its a big OC lineup or some specific pose i did before, just let me know!

That's about it though! Here's my TOS below, and feel free to DM me if you have any questions!

I usually give updates for 1-2 sketch phases, a color phase, and then the finished piece. Once I send you one update, I'll wait for your approval before moving onto the next phase. During these updates, any requested changes should coincide with the stage of the artwork (Posing during sketching, color changes during colors, etc.). Please don't have any fear however if you do need to make a last minute change, just keep it reasonable please. I usually add filters onto my art, I'll be more than happy to send unfiltered alternate versions upon request. Feel free to also personally request different filtered looks (Making the piece pastel, adding a static filter, giving the piece a pride flag overlay, etc.) I'm always happy to experiment. When commissioning an animation, please let me know whether you'd like a smoothly made animation using Live2D or a frame-swap animation. Feel free to ask for examples, but just note that these you'll need to pick one or the other Feel free to message me here or on Discord (Mel#4367) for any questions, or if there's something you'd like that isn't listed here [By commissioning me, you agree that your commissioned piece will not be used for AI art, any cryptocurrency related means, or reused/resold for more than you paid.]

#my art #commissions #:)

[justsomerandomfanfic]

I Love You, I Do - Eddie Munson X GN Reader - November 5th

Title: I Love You, I Do

Eddie Munson X GN Reader

Additional Characters: Reader's friends (Mentioned)

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WC: 1,022

Warnings: Insecurities, slight angst, fluff ending

You had no idea what to do anymore. You had been trying to hint that you liked him but he was too darn oblivious. Either that or Eddie was purposely doing it. But why would he? He didn't seem like the type who played games, and honestly, if he did play them then you were done for. But you have tried everything! Complimenting him, flirting with him, giving him presents.

~~~

"Hey! Eddie, you look amazing in that outfit!" You said as he began to set up the D&D game. "That's a great color on you."

Eddie's cheeks flushed red when he looked back at you and smiled, "Thanks! You look good too."

"Well I'm glad we're both looking our best today," You smiled as he sat down on his throne. "By the way, are you doing anything after? Maybe we could go out and eat?" You ask and Eddie glanced away from you.

"Oh, uh, I'm busy after this, sorry." He says.

You huffed, pouting slightly, as you crossed your arms, "Alright."

~~~

You didn't know why he kept seemingly rejecting you. Were you not his type? If he didn't want to date you, he could just tell you. You wished that you could get over it and stop trying, but you couldn't stop thinking about Eddie. He was constantly in your head! Every day and night you thought of him. His curly brown hair, his cute nose, those adorable dimples, the softness of his lips... You wanted more than anything to kiss those lips of his. And those jeans on him... 

"Ugh, I can't take it anymore..." You mumbled to yourself, pushing away from the cafeteria table, ignoring your concerned friends as you traveled to where usually Eddie was when he was selling.

Walking into the wooded area, you found Eddie at the picnic table, alone, listening to music on the walkman you gave him for his birthday. You approached him slowly, placing a hand on his shoulder.

Eddie jumped in surprise, turning and smiling softly, "Hey!" He exclaimed, before wiggling his eyebrows, "You finally gonna try some?" He asked and you huffed, shaking your head.

"No, Eds. Just want to talk to you. It's... Important. Please?" You asked and Eddie glanced around the area nervously.

"Okay," He sighed, sitting down on the bench and patting the spot next to him.

You plopped down beside him, turning to look at him, "I don't think I can keep going like this. I've been trying my hardest but you keep ignoring me or something. What am I doing wrong?"

Eddie bit his lip, "What do you mean?" He asked, seeming nervous again.

You looked up into his chocolate-brown eyes, "Well... I think you're really cute. I have this big crush on you," You admitted shyly but with determination.

Eddie's cheeks burned, "You're cute too." He said softly before continuing. "And, yeah, I know..." He muttered.

You shrugged, "I've been trying but you just don't seem interested."

"I-I'm sorry," Eddie stuttered, "I really like you too. But... I... Don't think it would work out between us."

Your heart broke, it was as if Eddie just grabbed your heart and squeezed it until it broke into a million pieces. "Why?" You ask, tears springing to your eyes. "I think we'd be good together. We both like D&D and Metallica."

"It's not that simple!" Eddie said, looking away, "Look, I know I'm... I... Well, I'm kinda afraid." He sighed before turning back to look at you. "You would be so much better off with someone better than me, okay?" He pleaded. "It's not fair to you."

You shook your head, "No, Eddie. That isn't true. It's not at all." You sniffled, wiping your tears away. "You are perfect for me."

Eddie looked down at his hands, "I'm not. I'm Eddie The Freak, I sell drugs to get by. I'm nowhere near as perfect as you or anyone else. You should be with someone who has a steady job, has plans for college, that can truly take care of you."

You shook your head, sniffling, "You're sweet, kind, caring. I don't need those type of guys. I don't care how you're 'the freak', Eddie. I like the same things that they say makes you a freak. So, if you're a freak, I am too. But, you're so perfect for me. Do you hear me? Perfect."

Eddie blushed bright red, "Am I really?" He asked softly, biting his bottom lip.

You nodded, "Yes, you are. You're perfect to me."

Eddie's eyes sparkled, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." You smiled.

Eddie smiled too, "If you don't mind, and if I didn't just mess this up, do you want to get some dinner with me?" He asked.

You grinned, "You didn't mess anything up. Of course, I do!"

Eddie laughed, "Good... Uh, I'm sorry about earlier, I didn't mean to make you cry."

You shrugged, "Don't worry about it. We cleared it all up." You replied with a smile.

Eddie smiled, "Okay, that's good. Oh, Y/N?" He asked, palms sweating slightly.

You blinked and looked up at him, "Yeah?"

"Can I ask you a question?" He asked nervously.

You nodded, "Sure." You reply, heart racing as you wondered curiously what he was going to ask you.

He took a deep breath, "Do you want to do...?"

"Yeah?" You asked, leaning in slightly.

"Can I kiss you?" He asked, voice cracking slightly.

You almost melted, "Of course, silly." You giggled, closing the gap between you and him.

You leaned forward, pressing your lips against his and pulling him closer to you, kissing him softly. He kissed you back, wrapping his arms around you, holding you close to him. You moaned softly, running your fingers through his hair at the nape of his neck. Eddie's hands moved to your face, gently brushing your cheek with the pad of his thumbs; his rings cool against your flushed skin. He pulled back slowly, dreamlike, gasping for air.

You chuckled lightly, "Are you alright?" You asked, smiling up at him teasingly as Eddie's face reddened.

Eddie nodded his head, "No... I just... I can't believe this is happening..." He breathed.

You smiled wider, "Me neither." 

#eddie munson #eddie x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson angst #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x gn reader #x reader #fanfic #fluff #angst #stranger things #stranger things season four #stranger things s4 #november 5th

[clarktooncrossing]

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW! IT IS I, CLARK! HERE WITH A LITTLE DOSE OF WEIRDNESS!

Ah, summer time is here once more. You all know what that means, right? Indeed, it means I'm working on art for Halloween and Christmas! Ha ha! What can I say, I plan on being prepared this year. Santa Clark hates getting caught with his pants down. Luckily that won't be a problem this year, as I've already got six sketches cemented for the Spoopy Season and have began work on two illustrations for the Jolly Season. My determination has been amplified ten fold! Surely nothing could distract me now, right? Enter @burningthrucelluloid to argue otherwise with something he had found on Twitter. A talented artist by the name of @QalcoveArt had drawn a pin-up of Zootopia's Judy Hopps in a two piece bathing suit to celebrate something called National Bikini Day. Keep that furry fuel alive, Internet! I kid of course, really Alec and I were moreso shocked that such a Holiday existed. We laughed at first, then Alec had a thought. He had envisioned his alien wasp princess Exa sporting a two piece herself, posing all pretty like before eating her outfit, much to the objections of her human friend Jackie. Seeing my friend take initiation, I suggested he design the bikini with a honey comb pattern, which is how we ended up with this:

Now THAT, my friends, is comedy! 

It certainly got a great reaction on my Discord server once he posted it there too. Afterwards we started talking about Jackie and Exa's friend Rosie, my own cosmic cutie charged with cataloguing the cosmos, and what she'd look like in a bikini. What the Masked Maniac had yet to realize was that he had issued me a creative challenge. One all too tantalizing to pass up. Thus I spent all of Thursday sketching Rosie in a snazzy two piece suit sporting the whimsigoth style. It had first been introduced to me by @sleepy-teacup and had proven to be a perfect match for my sentient space anomaly when I drew her as a wizard in my last Sketch BOOM. Anybody who wants to see how that turned out can click here! For now, we can marvel at this piece that took hardly any time to complete. My sketch was completed within an hour or two, leaving me with the task of coloring the thing in. However, I was coloring the thing in at two in the morning. I was only halfway done when I saw my clock read 4:00. Two hours had passed?! Darn me and how easily I get distracted! No doubt I would've continued coloring this were it not for Foxhatart telling me to get my insane, spotted butt to bed. Cut to the following Friday when I finally finished up the rest of this picture, giving Rosie her fiery red stars, dotting her bathing suit with golden stars, and giving her a beach ball and sunglasses for added style points. Now she's ready to have a rockin' summer in whatever universe she's currently visiting! All of this for a Holiday I technically missed. Either way, I hope you all enjoy.

Oh! And to those wondering about my Commissions, expect an update on that soon!

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

#clarktoons #clarktooncrossing #cartoons #cute #rosie #Rosie Stardust #multiverse #cosmos #space #national bikini day #bikini #swimsuit #ai sucks #digital art #summer

[charliethecowboy]

Crush Pt.1

Hey everyone, this is my first post lol. I appear to have a problem, with another boy. Let me start from the beginning... I've been single for over 2 1/2 years now and I'm definitely looking for a relationship, finding guys who like other guys proves to be quite the challenge, especially when all the guys I like are straight, (lol - arguably the most frustrating thing). Well this guy is something else, he's tall, well groomed, fluffy and messy hair, beard, deeply tanned (meaning he spends a lot of time outside), always wears a different outfit for every class (so far, it's been 4 weeks now), more on the skinny side but is muscular (not that I care), needs glasses to read otherwise he doesn't wear any, every other class he wears a hat and every hat is different, he doesn't ever talk unless he absolutely has too, kind of gives me "lumberjack" vibes. (call him "Crush" or "Lumberjack" btw) I have not spoken to him yet, mainly because I don't know what to say, but if I would guess I would say he's straight, but that me assuming. 1 week ago he wore a dark grey hat with rainbow words, and last class he wore ... ... ... (yep), sweatpants, light grey ones, so I don't know what to make out of it. Like if I had a type, I’m mostly sure, (from appearances), that he would be it, but how do I, (a non social person), talk to another non social guy who I assume is straight? Legit answers only please.

#gay pride #biseuxal #relationship #lovelife #my crush #news #fashion trends

[midnightmisadventures]

HAHAHA guys im LIVINGGGGG I got my alpha dream lmaoooo

I honestly am dying like what a funny life to live. I-, as you all know i got drunk and followed alpha last night. Put his government on the TL like an idiot.

Earlier today he accepted me and followed me back and it....was overall underwhelming. Which duh it should be, I DONT HAVE ANY FEELINGS FOR ALPHA. Like not even sexual at this point idk...like its not there. But the biggest thing is that, fucking mk, lenina crowne herself was all over the page. I was like fuck, the reason this was supposed to be fun and silly was that i thought he was single. Like i had no idea they were STILL together are you kidding me?

And yea here I am scrolling through pics of them being hot and intensely making out and being the barbie and ken we all remember them to be. And nothing. No emotion, no stomach drops. Happy 4 them! Hope they are great lmao. Its so crazy how a pic of them on my timeline 5 years ago today would make me sob. But i was like, im cured yall

From september 4, 2018 to today. I finally did it, not you not ever. I mean talk about detaching.

Anyways, it was whatever, now we follow eachother. We'll see if he unfollows after he jerks off like last time. But i take a midday nap, and i get my FUCKING alpha dream bitches. Uni said ask and u shall recieveeeeeeee hahaha im so weak.

It was a classic chip party. All of florida was there, extended family, lots of dogs. In my dreams lately ive been like "late" to get ready. Like people are arriving and im like omg, i need to change into my outfit, my hairs a mess, give me 15mins. So that was sort of happening here. Guests were arriving and I was trying to run upstairs before people saw me. And.....apparently i invited alpha?? for line fun?? but i didnt think he would come and also no other of my friends or like people my age or from highschool showed up. Like it was supposed to be like a throw away invite for the drama and ehhh if he shows up he can talk to other people he knows. But i NEVER expected him to show up and i DIDNT think no one else would be there??

But it wasnt awkward that....more of my friends werent there. Like it wasnt like "ha ha ur a loser" embarrassing. Alpha was chillin, the big deal was that we hadnt seen eachother in forever, and now he was in my house and he was just making me nervous like i didnt wanna talk to him.

So , lots was going on. Also he brought lenina? So again, wasnt super weird but i just all in all didnt feel like talking to Alpha and lenina haha sue me. But whatever, suddenly i start seeing him make eye contact with me and rounding corners like looking at me, and no lenina. So im like....okay idk where the gf is but he's obviously trying to....give looks, as me 5 yrs ago would say. And i was like okay well, i am the only one here who is his age and not my family i should probably talk to him since i invited him.

So i was in the pantry in the chip kitchen and he just comes to the side of the table and just sits down legs spread, facing me not saying anything. Black tshirt.....most likely grey sweats. Which isnt a coincidence that hyfr was wearing that too but i'll get to that.

So i was like, ugh i have to bite the bullet and talk to him, and i still wasnt dressed. But he was sitting right next to me on purpose, so im like in the pantry, and i look over like "hey alpha, w-whats whats up?" like STUTTERING i literally hated myself for being nervous but he was making me nervous lmao. Like ahh stop.

I was like "how have you been??" like genuinely acknowledging that i havent seen him in forever and i have no idea what he's been up to. And he was being very alpha and coy and sly smiled, but then he opened his mouth lmaooo.

Tell me how this man says, "honestly i've just been pretty stoned a lot"

UHHMMM WHAT. Tell me whats weirder, hyfr trying to convince me via dream that he's into big brother or alpha via dream trying to convince me he's a STONER. Like the walking tight assed ken doll. Mr, "thats pretty bad" smoking weed aLL tHe TiMe like bull shit, Liam you keep slipping up that its just actually you.

Its so funny to me, that Liam is impersonating all of my exes via dream and doesnt actually know anything about them....so he's filling the blanks, but in doing so he exposes himself. Cause MAYBE i can believe that hyfr is like?? into bb? but no one is gonna convince me that alpha is some heavy stoner. Also the black tee and grey sweats is the last thing i saw Liam in so its absolutely not a coincidence.

Anyway, rightfully so i'm like "wait reallllyyyyyyyyy" like kinda turned on haha i was so shocked but i was like okayyy alpha the stoner like lets go smoke babe thats hot. And i was so shocked so i started asking like "did you smoke in high school or did u start after highschool?" basically like tell me more. And he started trying to explain, and i dropped what i was doing in the pantry and gave him my full attention and we were sorta being flirty, but he kept trying t talk, but over in the den my dad and erikka were having this deep discussion and i was overhearing it, and they were talking about eating, and ed, and stuff that couldve easily been directed to me but i was like so confused like is erikka having eating issues? so i kept trying to eavesdrop and was getting distracted.

And then i would turn back to alpha and be like "im so sorry can you say that again, i was distracted by my sister" and he'd be like "yea so..." and start talking again. By the way he's sitting on a stool and im in front of him, but over and over i kept getting distracted about what erikka and dad were talking about. Like they were talking about how much she was eating in a day and what her appetite was like, and i mean obv that relates to me in someway so idk.

But....somehow, alpha also overheard and was like wait maybe i shouldnt be talking about how much weed i smoke/you smoke in front of your dad and your sister bc that plays into appetite and i gues he was trying to be sensitive but also in a silly way so he was like "nevermind, i should have never brought it up"

and i was like "no no no lmao you can keep going" and we were giggling. and he was just like "no, it seems like a touchy subject i wont-"

So then i was laughing, so i playfully touched his arm with my shoulder and it wasnt a big deal but i felt him flinch like- uhhh woops dont do that. Like he didnt say anything but i felt him flinch a little. And i was thinking in my head like.....is it bc he has a gf i didnt think that was that weird.

So then im like leaving upstairs to go get ready and im like "okay okay alpha we're continuing this conversation later, im serious, im gonna come find you in a few and we're talking about this" like being jokey and cute and he was like "uh huh okay lol"

And i ran upstairs to get ready.

[myafterlifeisbetterthenyours]

OBSESSIVE STOLAS x Male Imp pt.5

(Hold up!!! Before you read this, at the bottom I've left links to the first 4 parts. Go read them first, so youve got all the back story.)

((This is a long fanfic and will consist of multiple parts.)

True to your word, you sent him the address later that day.

You agreed to meet up in the afternoon, telling him the meeting up time to meet.

Stolas had suggested a dinner date, but you had turned that down for some reason, telling him you had a better idea.

You had actually asked him on a date.

So happy was he, the rest of the day seemed to pass in the blink of an eye, the owl caught in a blissful haze.

Eventually it was dinner time, where the prince found himself eating alone, again.

He hadn't eaten with his family since, well you know.

He chose something simple.

Leftovers.

Grabbing the plate of last night's roast, he popped them into the microwave.

As he waited for his meal to heat, he quickly scrolled through his phone.

He was checking your voxtigram again, enjoying the collection of photos of you.

As he looked through he found the picture of you and Blitzø, the sight sending a pang of regret through his chest.

It was strange to think, just a day ago, he'd been head over heels for the Imp. Totally infatuated with him, and now... now he knew the truth.

Blitzø saw him as a meal ticket,nothing more.

He was just way to get to the living realm. What an idiot he'd been, a few kind words, a bit of sex there and he was totally under Blitzøs spell. He felt like an idiot.

His eyes shifted to you, and such warmth bloomed through his chest.

But you. You were genuine. You didn't want money or power, you wanted to make him happy.

You wanted to actually spend time with him, he wasn't just a meal ticket to you, he was someone worthy of love an attention.

He knew you weren't in love with him, not yet, but you would be, he'd show you just how worthy he was of your love.

His thoughts were interrupted by his dinner finished heating up.

He ate in silence, Stolas spending the whole time staring at the pictures of you.

After dinner he went for a shower, the hot water cascading down his body, the heat reminding him of the warmth you brought him just a day ago.

His thought slid to his time with you, fantasising about how intimate, how delicate and seductive you'd been.

The complete opposite of Blitzø.

His thighs ground together, his breath picking up as he slid a hand between his thighs.

He imagined you, holding him close, treating him like that delicate work of art, bringing him pleasure he didn't know existed.

Pleasure racked his body, his breathing hitched. And before he knew it, a mind shattering orgasm wracked his body.

After recovering from his little self pleasuring, he cleaned himself up and got out of the shower.

Walking into his room, he fell on his bed, feeling quiet satisfied. Curling up in bed, he fantasied about what the next day could hold for him.

He had a dreamless sleep that night waking up later than he had the morning prior, finding himself again, well rested.

Getting up, he went about his usual morning routine, all the way until he chose his outfit.

You had said something about wine, so did that mean it was more of a fine dining establishment. But you had said a pizza place right? So was it more of a casual, family restaurant.

He spent nearly half an hour thinking it over before he just decided to text you.

Stolas: Is there a dress code for tonight? I'm just picking out my outfit and don't want to come over dressed, I want something that to wow! you.

(Y/N): Hehehe, not really. Pick something casual and probably bring a coat as well, It gets kinda chilly out there at night.

(Y/N): We'll only be staying at the restaurant to eat, then I've got something planned for afterwards elsewhere.

Stolas: Is that so? And what have you got planned, something exciting I hope.

(Y/N): Nu uh, no hints. You'll just have to wait till tonight.

Stolas: Not even a little hint? 🥺🥺🥺

(Y/N): Nope, but I can promise it'll at least be the most romantic thing an Imp has ever done for you.

That kinda stung, bringing many unwanted memories to the forefront of his mind. You quickly texted again,

(Y/N): Fuck, I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything like that. I just, doubt an Imp like me could match the typical royal date.

Stolas: it's alright, I understand what you meant.

(Y/N): But I can promise it'll be the most romantic thing someone's done with you on a budget.

Stolas actually laughed at that, falling onto his bed like a teenager. The two of you exchanged a little more info, before he finally picked an outfit.

He chose a fairly simple outfit; A stylish pair of jeans, a simple red and black T-shirt with a rather attractive heart pattern across it and then it was one of his favourite leather jackets with a beautiful fur collar

He left the manor grounds just as the sun began to set, the city night-life around the manor already beginning to pick up.

It was a fairly short drive, most people knowing to stay out of the way of a royal limousines.

Finding the street and location you'd described, he had the limo park in front of a rather unassuming building, not really looking any different from the hundred other boarded up buildings on the block.

Getting out, he stood there for a few minutes before he heard you call out. 'Hey good lookin, looking for a good time?' Turning around, he found you approaching.

You carried a simple wicker basket, wearing a humble, yet fitting attire,

You wore a stylish black T-shirt that seemed to just cling to all the right places, your jeans were faded, but not enough to warrant throwing out. And a pair of simple black shoes.

When you got closer, the demon piped up, 'If you were planning a picnic, the basket kind of gives it away.' He told you playfully.

You released a laugh, shaking your head. 'Nah, all that's already set up. I just don't wanna carry everything from here to there by hand.' You told him simply.

'Ooooh' he cood, 'and what is it your getting here, hmm?' He asked, playfully gesturing to the building.

'Oh you know, this and that, you'll be surprised how much they serve here.' You told him just as playful.

Stolas stood up before looking around, 'Speaking of what they serve here', I can't help but wonder where "here" is, this doesn't exactly look like a restaurant.' He told you, gesturing to the rather dull wall of buildings before you.

You just chuckled, looking up at the prince before telling him, 'Dont judge a book by its cover, dear prince of mine' you told him playfully.

You hadn't realised it, but when you called him yours, it sent a wave of euphoria through the owl that he simply couldn't describe.

His mind was addled, the owl clutched himself as he watched you speak, to caught up in this feeling to catch what you said.

He was snapped from his stupor, when he found you were looking up at him, seemingly expecting a response.

The owl panicked, snapping to attention and blurting out, 'Of course, words to live by,' before he just stood there, smiling like an idiot.

You stared at him for several moments, the awkwardness so palpable you could practically see it in the air.

After another moment, Stolas shook his head, 'S-sorry, uh, what was that last thing?' He asked, trying to salvage the situation.

You chuckled, shaking your head, 'nothin, let's go shall we?' You asked him, stepping forward.

He followed close behind, following you into a nearby alleyway.

He followed in silence, but as your path grew longer he decided to ask where you were going. Only for you to suddenly stop and turn towards a large metal shudder.

Looking up at him, you did a little knock on the shudder, before just standing there.

A few minutes pass by before Stolas whispered, 'what are we waiting for?'

You laughed at that, before telling him, 'He always takes a minute to get here... any second now.'

A few seconds go by, just as Stolas was gonna pipe up again, the shudder suddenly shot up, revealing an middle aged Imp carrying a shotgun.

The Imp stared at him for a few moments before looking down and spotting you, 'Oh (Y/n)! Didnt expect you so early.' He told you, lowering the shotgun, 'who's the string bean?' He asked bluntly.

You just laughed as Stolas became indignant, looking himself up and down before asking himself if he really look like a string bean?

''This is my...' you hesitated for a moment, the owl held his breath, waiting for you to finish the sentence

'... my date' you finished, 'this is my date "Prince" Stolas.' You told him firmly, enough pride in your voice to make Stolas flush.

The Imp looked him up and down, 'A prince huh? Damn (Y/n), really pickin up your game' The older Imp gave you a rather lecherous grin.

You scoffed, stepping forward and asking 'Can we come in or are we just gonna stand around talking all night?'

The elder Imp just huffed before stepping out of the way.

The two of you walked into a somewhat narrow stairwell, the prince having to crouch walk to squeeze in there.

'Sorry 'bout the tight fit there your highness, we usually only get Imps down here, it'll be more roomy downstairs.' The old Imp spoke up as they made there way down the stairs.

Stolas chose not to reply, choosing instead to just take it in stride.

It was another minute of walking down the cramped stairwell when they suddenly entered a much larger chamber, the owl able to stand up.

Once he'd stretched his back, Stolas got a good look around, and found himself transfixed by the splendour of the place.

Honestly the place could probably give most of the restaurants he'd been too a run for there money.

It was a large hall, clearly some old structure with black bricks making up most of the walls.

A number of quaint little lanterns hung from the roof giving the whole chamber a pleasantly dim atmosphere.

A series of tables filled the centre of the chamber, each one decked in a cloth, with its very own candle lit center piece.

The architecture created smaller arches along the walls, many of them gave way to small booths where other Imps were enjoying there meal. While others were filled in by wine wracks, each one filled with a variety of bottles.

'My it's... it's...' before Stolas could finish, you cut in, 'yeah... I know, it's not exactly the rits, but for an Imp run business, it's pretty sophisticated.' You seemed disappointed, likely having interpreting his stunned silence as disappointment.

Stolas quickly cleared that up, telling you 'it's beautiful, I've never seen a place like it.' He told you honestly.

Looking down he found you positively beaming.

Reaching out, you grabbed his hand. You dragged him along like an excited child, taking him to what was obviously the front desk.

Placing the wicker basket on top the counter, you binged the bell.

A moment passed before a shorter and clearly much older Imp walked out. Upon seeing you there face lit up, 'Oh (Y/N), so good to see you.' They said cheerfully, pulling out a medium leather bound book from under the counter, they looked up and said, 'Lets see. Ah! Here you are. One table. A high ceiling and a strong bottle, correct?' They asked pleasantly.

You just nodded, them quickly putting the book away and began leading you away.

He found himself led into another chamber, this one much smaller but still just as pleasant.

In this one, a quaint little chandelier, giving the room a pleasant warm glow.

The older Imp quickly left, promising to bring menu's upon his return.

You led him in 'Beautiful place, isn't it?' You asked, seeming a hundred miles away.

'It is' He agreed, never taking his eyes off of you.

It took a few moments, but eventually you locked eyes, a smile growing across your lips.

After a moment, you seemed to snap back to reality, quickly walking over and pulling out one of the chairs, 'Your highness' you told him, an almost seductive tone to your voice.

'Such a gentleman' he spoke playfully, taking his seat.

Pushing him in, you walked around and took your seat.

Sitting down, you leaned forward, the two of you sitting in silence for a moment, neither of you sure what to say.

Eventually you spoke up, 'Can... can I ask you something?' You asked hesitantly.

Stolas, seeing the mood shift, leaned forward, responding with 'of course you can... what is it?'

You took a moment, placing your mouth behind your balled fist, 'I just... I just want to know... What is this?' You asked somberly.

That took him off guard, 'I, uh... I thought this was a date,' he tried to lighten the mood.

You did smile at that, but it was short lived, the sombre look returning.

'No... I mean like, you and me. What is this?' You asked him.

Stolas found himself at a loss.

What were you?

This was a date, wasn't it? So that would make you a potential couple? But he was already married... so, what the hell did that make you?

He sat there for longer than he'd like without an answer, before he felt he just had to say something. 'I don't... I don't know.' He told you honestly.

'I mean, this is a date? And I uh...' He didn't know were to go.

Out of options, he decided to do something that hadn't gone the best for him lately, but with you he felt it would be his best course to take.

He was gonna go with his gut.

'I want there to be something.' He told you, 'You make me feel like... like I deserve to be loved. Like I can be loved... Something I haven't felt in quiet a while.'

'I haven't felt like I really deserve anything in... Hell.... Decades?' He was tearing up now, his voice thick with emotion, 'I don't know if I deserve love, (Y/N).'

'I only ever seem to end up hurting the people I care about.' Tears formed in his eyes, the owl gripped his head, 'Lately I feel like a curse. Like I can only bring pain and misery to those around me... and after what I've done, I can't help but feel I deserve it.'

He looked up at you, a little smile across his face, 'But you... you make me feel like... like someone cares about me... Like someone cares about what I want. And you don't want anything from me... your not just using me as a means to an end... You care about me.' He was shaking now, a gentle tear sliding down his cheek.

He sat there for a moment, on the brink of tears, just as he felt you grab his hand.

Looking down he found you gently grasping his hand. You slowly inspected it, gently running your fingers along the long slender digits.

'You know...' you began, unease in your voice. 'I had no idea what I was doing, that first time.'

'I wanted to cheer you up, make you smile.' You let out a little chuckle, 'And as cliché as it might sound, I could tell you just wanted someone to love you, to make you feel something.' you smiled up at him.

'I knew you needed some kind of affection and I... I couldn't just let you sit there, drowning in despair. So I did it, I gave you the love you needed' You told him, your voice getting a little unbalanced.

You looked up at him, your throat tightening and voice becoming shaky, 'And if after that first time together... I after what we did... you had said you wanted to just pretend like nothing happened. I would have accepted it. I could have accepted that.' You told him firmly.

'Theres so much misery around me, so many suffering for no real reason. So if I could make you happy, even for just a moment. I'd be happy.' A smile spreading across your face.

'I don't know what's gonna happen next.' You told him. 'And I don't know what's gonna happen next.'

Your voice grew firmer, as did your resolve. 'But I wanna get closer to you and you wanna get closer to me. So how's about we just... see where this goes?' You asked him.

Stolas was a little shocked, 'You... you'd really do that, just give it a shot, to be with me?' He asked incredulously.

You just nodded your head, a little smile across your face, 'I... I wanna be with you Stolas, if that's alright with you?' You asked almost playfully.

Stolas couldn't help but laugh, vigorously nodding his head, 'Yes, Yes, a thousand times Yes.' He told you getting to his feet.

His emense height allowing him to lean over the table, locking you into a passionate kiss.

The Owl couldn't help it, he pressed into the kiss, so much so he was scared he might hurt your lips.

But he just couldn't help it, he was feeling such passion right now, all he could think to do was get as close to you as possible.

Hey Hey. Doing some old stories now. I've got so many requests I think I'll just relax a little, do them at my own pace.

This is the 5th part of my series Here's the link to my other chapters

OBSESSIVE STOLAS X Male Imp Pt.1

OBSESSIVE STOLAS x Male Imp Pt.2

OBSESSIVE STOLAS X Male Imp Pt.3

OBSESSIVE STOLAS x Male Imp pt.4

so check that out. I'm gonna be doing some more of my own original works lately, but feel free to leave a request, just don't expect me to get to it any time soon. Any way, hope you enjoyed the story. Bye Bye.

#helluva boss headcanon #helluva boss #headcanon #x reader #helluva boss x reader #helluva stolas #stolas x reader #stolas

[rayslittlekitten]

I Almost Told You That I Loved You - Ch. 3

Chapter 2 | IATYTILY Masterlist | Chapter 4

A/N: Hey y'all! Sorry, Jax and his stubborn ass has been giving me a hard time with this story.  Will was a good distraction with that teacher/student fic to help with some of the creative frustration I've had with this, but I think we've got something going now. Hope the ball keeps rolling.

Rating: T

Pairing: Jax Teller x F! Reader

Contains: underage drinking

When Jax comes back with two hands full of beer and a cigarette hanging from his lips, people start grabbing bottles from him.  You stand to the side and wait until everyone gets theirs first.  You're still a bit embarrassed about him catching you looking at him. When Jax is down to two beers in his hands, he looks around and sees you empty handed.  He walks over to you and hands you a bottle. 

"Thank you," you say and take the bottle from him. As you go to grab the bottle, your fingers accidentally graze his and it sends a chill through your body.  You immediately take a huge swig of the beer to take some of the edge off. 

"You look nice." You hear Jax say but you don't realize he's talking to you until you bring your beer bottle down from your lips. It almost causes you to choke. He's also a lot closer to you than he was seconds earlier.

"Oh, thank you." You smile at him. You take another sip of your beer because now you're even more nervous.  You glance over at him and notice his eyes are all over you except for your eyes. Something below your waist has clearly gotten his attention. You look down at your legs and feet to see if maybe you stepped on something, but you don't see anything odd. You look back up at him and see him licking his lips.  Oh, guess you picked the right outfit.

Feeling your self-confidence boost a notch, you step closer to him and his eyes follow.

"You should take a picture. It'll last longer," you tell him.

Jax finally looks up at you, a little embarrassed.

"Oh, shit. Jax, your nine," someone in the group says.

"Hey, babe!" A woman out of nowhere comes up to him and plants a big kiss on his lips.

Jax backs up and gently pushes her away. "Whoa, hey."

You remember her from that time Jax had said struck up a conversation with you when he was waiting for someone.  She was that someone. 

"What are you doing here?" Jax asks.

"You haven't been answering my calls. I miss you," she says as she wraps her arms around one of his. 

Jax clearly looks uncomfortable as he tries to pry her off him.  You stand there wishing you had a bowl of popcorn with you as you watch this trainwreck unfold. Jax leads her away from the group.

"Uh oh, looks like Jax got himself into a bit of a situation again."

You follow the voice and a face you've seen before is standing near you.

"Does this happen to him often?" you ask him.

"I mean, ever since Tara left, he's just been burying himself in pussy. He's like a pussy magnet. Bitches are always all over him."

"Bro, seriously?" Opie gestures his hand in your general direction.

"What?" the guy asks. "Oh, I'm sorry. Are you and Jax like...?" he asks you.

Before you can even say anything, Opie jumps in.

"No, you're talking to a lady. Have some fucking respect."

You giggle at Opie's defense.

"Thank you, Opie. It's alright. I'm not a prude," you chuckle. 

While Jax disappears to handle his situation, you and this person who you learn his name is Frankie, is a friend of Jax and Opie's from high school.  You've seen him around the clubhouse before. You kind of stick to him and the group for the rest of the night as you're terrible at making friends and starting conversations with strangers although the beer is helping. At some point Frankie tells you something funny and you laugh so hard you let out a snort.  You turn away from the group to compose yourself and you notice Jax from across the lot looking in your general direction, smoking a cigarette.

Maybe it's wishful thinking, but he looks like he's actually looking directly at you.  For whatever reason, he doesn't look too thrilled. Maybe that situation with that girl soured what was supposed to be a fun time celebrating his best friend's birthday. You look around you and then look back at him.  He is definitely looking at you. How long has he been doing that for?

You then see the first woman you saw earlier when he was grabbing beers walk over to him and wrap her arms around his waist. It breaks his concentration and he looks over at her, putting his arm around her shoulder with a wide smile.  He then looks back over at you and takes a swig of his beer. 

What's his deal?

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After nursing a few beers, your bladder is starting to get full so you excuse yourself from the group which got smaller as the night went on. When you come out of the bathroom in the clubhouse and make your way back, you bump into Jax with the same women you saw him with earlier in his arms as they make their way into the spare bedroom.

"I'll be right in," Jax tells her and nods his head towards the bedroom.  "Just gotta go take a leak." He watches her walk into the bedroom.  As you go to walk around him in the narrow hallway, Jax moves in your same direction, blocking your way.

"Sorry, excuse me," you say quietly, then move the other way, but Jax follows.

You go back to the other side but you're met with Jax's extended arm against the wall.

"You in a hurry, darlin'?" Jax asks, stepping into your personal space. “Have to run back to my boy Frankie?”

You realize the first time he got in your way was no accident. You smell whiskey, cigarettes and a faint scent of marijuana coming from him and see his eyelids are heavy.

“I don't have to run back to anyone," you tell him and try to slip through the space under his arm but he traps you between the wall and his body, placing his arms on each side of your head. He tries to read your face but he can't. For him, usually women are excited to find themselves in this situation, but you don't appear to be.

"What do you want, Jax?" You ask.

"I want you," Jax answers without a beat. He glances down at your lips and leans in to kiss you, but he's interrupted by the woman he left in the bedroom.

"JAX!" You both hear.  He turns towards the bedroom and then back to you, but you're not where he last saw you.  Instead he sees you walking down the hall and watches you walk away, purposely swaying your hips.  You look over your shoulder at him with a smirk.  If Jax Teller want this pussy, you're sure as hell going to make him work for it.

Chapter 4

#charlie hunnam #charlie hunnam fanfiction #charlie hunnam x reader #charlie hunnam x you #sons of anarchy #sons of anarchy fanfiction #jax teller #jax teller x reader #jax teller x you #jax teller fanfiction #au #wip

[laskyy]

Hey everyone! Sorry I haven't been really active lately! But school is about to start and schoolwork is about to kick my ass! So I found some free time and I finished the Keeho imagine I've been talking about forever (Talk about procrastination!) btw HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN THE GOOD 4 U COVER P1H DID??? LIKE??? THE HAIR COLOURS?? EVERYONE'S OUTFITS? THE VOCALS? THE RAP? I'M WRITING THIS FROM MY GRAVE HSJSJJS But anyways enough of this! Let's get into what you guys came here for!

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Love that for us (part 1)

Tw: kissing (the fact that every imagine has this tw hsjsj don't bash me I'm a sucker for affection), food, Uno (the card game)

Genre: Very much fluff

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It was about 1 pm when Keeho called you to meet him at Fnc's parking lot to have lunch with him. And you might be wondering. Why would they have lunch in the parking lot? Well, for some reason it had tables and chairs and it was also a very private space since you and Keeho were very affectionate with each other.

You and Keeho weren't dating, you were what people would call "bae friends". Basically you guys knew each others feelings and you were very affectionate while getting to spend some time together. You also agreed that you would start dating when the both of you felt ready to take that step.

But for now it was lunch time with your favourite boy in the World! And you were already getting to the parking lot when Keeho started running in your direction.

"I missed you so much, you have no idea. " He said as he picked you up and spun you around as you giggled and held him tight.

"I missed you too Keeho." You said as he put you down and ran a hand through your hair. He was staring into your eyes for a long time as he leaned in. You thought this was it! He was going to kiss you on the lips! You guys were affectionate but never actually got to that step!

His lips were mere inches away from your until...

"Ooh someone's hungry!" Keeho said as he laughed and rubbed your tummy affectionately. Yes, your belly rumbled. What a way to ruim the moment. But oh well, you're probably going to get more oportunities to kiss each other.

"C'mon let's go to the table! I prepared the food myself so don't get your hopes up." Keeho said as he held your hand and guide you to the table hidden from everyone else.

"I'm sure everything tastes amazing!" You said trying to give him some confidence.

"You'll regret that so much." Keeho said as he laughed and gestured for you to sit down in front of him.

"Sooo the only thing I think I didn't mess up were the fries, but let's hope for something good!" Keeho said as he handed you a plate with some fries and other foods he had made for you guys.

"Uhm you shouldn't bring yourself down, because my god! This tastes heavenly!!!" You said as you seriously enjoyed the food.

"I'm really glad it didn't go that bad! I was really hoping it'd turn out good!" Keeho said as he felt his cheeks getting redder at your compliment.

You guys sat there eating for some time until you guys felt full. Keeho was responsible for the good and you were responsible for the entertainment. So you logically brought the best game ever... Uno!

"You brought Uno? Oh my god can you not make me like you even more?" Keeho said as he reached over the table to hug you briefly.

You guys were playing and things got very serious. You guys were really into the game. Of course you were having fun but you guys were also very competitive.

"I know I like you but I'm sorry, I have to do this." You said as you put on the table a +4 card meaning that he would no longer have 1 card and you would take that as an oportunity to get rid of your remaining card.

"Uhm well, sorry baby but..." Yeah, you guessed it, his last card was a +4 as well, so he won.

"YEEEEES I WOOOON WOOHOOOO!!!! I AM AMAZING, SPECTACULAR, UNIQUE!" Keeho yelled as he ran around the table while you sat down looking at him with a soft expression.

He was so thrilled about winning the game that he didn't even notice that he leaned down and kissed you on the lips.

"I-I'm sorry I shouldn-" You didn't give him time to answer as you pulled him in for another kiss. This time it was slow and passionate as you gave yourselves time to enjoy the moment. When you pulled away, his lips were glistening and his eyes were hazy and you were sure you didn't look that different.

"That was amazing!" Keeho said as he smiled softly and pecked your lips.

"It really was" You said and you guys went into a very comfortable silence where you held eye contact for quite some time.

It was all so calm and surreal until, of course, one of Keeho's members yelled from one if the company's Windows.

"KEEHOOOOO!! IT'S ALMOST YOUR TURN TO RECORD! MOVE YOUR BUTT! OH HI Y/N HAVE A GOOD DAY!" Theo yelled as he closed the window again.

"Well I guess I have to go." Keeho said as he held both of your hands and pouted playfully.

"It's fine Steph we can meet soon if you're free!" You suggested and watched as his face lit up.

"Yeah! You can come to my dorm tonight! That is, if you want, of course."

"Of course I want to! I love spending time with you."

"Alright then I'll see you tonight! But before I go-" And he kissed you softly as you heard another one of the members yell.

"AYO KEEHO STOP MAKING OUT WITH YOUR PARTNER AND COME RECORD OR ELSE I'LL BE CLAMING YOUR HIGH NOTE!" Intak yelled as Keeho whined.

"I think you really have to go bub! We'll meet later okay?"

"Okay then. Bye bye!" Keeho said as he hugged you softly and went into the company as you went into your car and thought about what just happened.

Was this it? Was he gonna ask you to date tonight? Was he planning something special? These were all of the questions that went through your mind as you drove to your house and decided what you would do to kill time until you had to meet Keeho again.

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This is part 1 guys! It's quite short, but I decided to divide this into two parts! The lunch date and the dorm date! Hope you like it and look forward to the second part! Have great day/night/afternoon! And the boys of Enhypen have all recovered! I'm so so so happy and they also announced their comeback on the 12th of October! Love you guys 💖

Part 2

#p1harmony #p1harmony fluff #p1h imagines #p1h scenarios #yoon keeho #keeho fluff

[arumin-arureruto]

Honeytea PT 1

Kyoya x fem reader and Hikaru x fem reader, Kyoya angst, Hikaru slowburn.

Warnings: manipulation, Kyoya angst

word count: 2k

songs to listen to while reading:

The Night We Met - Lord Huron

Everything I wanted - Billie Eilish

Bitches Broken Heart - Billie Eilish

(I'll probably make a Spotify playlist at some point)

Outfit reader is wearing:

"ouch" the boiling hot water dripped from the tip of the tea kettle and onto your hand

"Mrs Ootori let me help you with that" said one of the kitchen workers as she rushed to your aid, already grabbing a towel.

"Oh no it's ok, this is for Kyoya and I would like to make him tea myself, I haven't been in a kitchen in so long though it seems I'm a bit rusty." you laughed while running your hand under cold water.

The water helped soothe the burning but you would definitely feel an unpleasant sting later.

This time you payed more attention as you poured the water into the mug.

Looking through the assortments of tea you tried looking for Kyoya's favorite, mint and passionfruit.

You put the tea bag in the water and put back all the other tea boxes, you and Kyoya used to love buying exotic teas from all around the world and trying them. The thought of doing something as simple as drinking tea with your husband made you smile.

You picked up the mug and started walking out of the kitchen, smiling at the staff that were busy at work already prepping for tomorrow's meals.

The manor's halls were dimly lit and empty, Kyoya insisted on buying a big lavish house even though it was just you two most of the time.

Walking slowly as to not spill any of the tea all you could hear was your breathing and your bare feet hitting the cold marble floor.

When you got to Kyoya's office you knocked, and waited for permission to come in.

No answer.

You knocked again and waited.

Still no answer.

You grabbed the doorknob thinking you'd just let yourself in when you remembered what happened last time you walked into his office without permission.

A chill went down your spine and you felt a lump in your throat.

"It's okay, he said it wouldn't happen again" you thought to yourself.

Still you decided to try knocking one more time, after you knocked the third time you heard Kyoya's voice coming from behind the door.

"You may come in"

You slowly opened the door and walked inside, still holding the mug in your hand.

"How can I help you?" he asked not looking up from his laptop.

"I brought you some tea" you hesitantly put it down on his desk, your hands already missing the warmth the mug provided.

"I appreciate it, you may leave" he still wasn't looking at you.

"Actually I was wondering if you wanted to come to bed with me?" you spoke the words quickly and nervously.

"No thank you, I am quite busy at the moment and would like some peace and quiet to continue my work if you don't mind."

"You've been leaving earlier for work and staying up later to finish it, I've just been feeling lonely and wanted to spend some time together that's all"

oh no.

Word vomit.

You did not mean to say that thought out loud.

Kyoya let out a loud and annoyed sigh, he stood up from his desk and started walking towards you.

You felt your heart beating in your ears and a lump starting to form in your throat as his tall lanky figure approached you.

Already preparing yourself for the worst you closed your eyes and looked down.

"Like I said, I am busy at the moment with important work and do not have time to deal with you and your loneliness, will I have to repeat myself a second time?"

His mouth was right next to your ear, you could feel his warm breath on your neck.

"No, I understand" you said, voice barely above a whisper.

"Then you may leave"

you gave a quick nod and turned to leave, already feeling the tears in your eyes threatening to spill while he returned to his desk.

"Y/n, before you leave I ask that you learn your place in this house, you are in no position to waltz into my office and demand that I drop everything to spend time with you, do you hear me?"

You stopped in your tracks. His voice was cold and emotionless, the chill you felt earlier returning.

Your voice shook a little.

"Yes"

"Good, then we understand each other my dear."

You hurried and left Kyoya's office quickly, tears streaming down your face.

You had only been married for a year and 4 months, why was your marriage already dying? Before you got engaged you and Kyoya had already been dating for almost 3 years so you knew he did like you, what happened?

You continued walking to your room, the house's unwelcoming atmosphere making you want to ball up and cry even more.

When you got to the room you and Kyoya shared you frantically looked for your phone, turning over pillows and accidentally messing up the tidy bed one of the maids had made.

"Son of a bitch where is it" you thought while continuing to search the bed. Your vision was blurry because of the tears so that didn't help.

After 5 minutes of turning the room upside down for it you found your phone, sitting neatly on your vanity.

You quickly picked it up and hurriedly scrolled down your contact list.

Majority of the numbers were women from families Kyoya thought it would be beneficial for you to associate with, your actual friends and family took up less than 30% of the numbers in your phone.

After scrolling for a little longer you found the number you had been looking for.

You quickly called the number and waited while it rang.

"Hey this is Hikaru leave a message, or don't, I really don't care."

fuck

It was pretty late so he was probably asleep, but you decided to try again.

You paced around the room and waited while the phone rang a second time.

After what it felt like ages you finally heard a voice.

"y/n?"

Your spirits started to lift and a little smile crept up to your face.

"Hikaru? I'm sorry did I wake you up"

Hikaru let out a sleepy laugh.

"Yeah you big head it's almost midnight, its fine though, what's up? You sound weird"

"I'm-"

You froze, should you tell him?Should you tell him that your marriage was falling apart? That you felt out of place in your own home? that you felt lonelier then ever?

"I've actually been having a pretty shitty night" you laughed, mostly out of nervousness than joy.

Suddenly you couldn't hold it in anymore, tears started running down your face again and you let out a loud, guttural sob.

"Sorry I didn't want you to hear that" you laughed again as you wiped your nose with the sleeves of your robe.

"Y/n what's going on?" Hikaru's voice grew alarmed

"I don't think I can do this over the phone, I have to talk to you, in person."

"Ok I'll come over right now if you want."

It sounded like he was stumbling out of bed and putting on his slippers.

"Oh no no its fine, it can wait till tomorrow" you said quickly, even if Kyoya wasn't home you needed some time alone to think so Hikaru coming over right now was out of the question.

"Are you sure?" he asked, still sounding worried.

"Yes I'm sure, I'll talk to you tomorrow"

"Ok but are you 100% sure?"

You felt a smile creep onto your face

"Go back to sleep Hitachiin"

"Whatever you say Ootori"

You laughed again, this time a genuine laugh.

"Goodnight Hikaru"

"Goodnight y/n"

You hung up, feeling happier than you were before.

You threw your phone on the bed and went into the bathroom that connected to your bedroom to wash your face.

After splashing some cold water on your face you looked into the mirror and almost didn't recognize the woman before you.

What happened?

You had everything anyone could want. Looks, money, power, a rich handsome husband, a high status in society.

Your eyes didn't have the same glint they did back in high school, you felt as if you had aged 2 decades in just 8 years.

You and Kyoya had started dating in your senior year of high school, he was attending his first year at Ouran University and he proposed to you right after he graduated while you were starting your 4th year at the university.

You were happy, everything was going great, it all started going downhill after you got married.

Kyoya became cold, it's as if after he had you wrapped around his finger he didn't bother trying to please you. Sometimes you wondered if the only reason he targeted you was because of how it would make him look, but you couldn't think of a way in which marrying a commoner that was attending Ouran on a scholarship would benefit him in any way.

You tried forgetting those awful thoughts, no, Kyoya loved you, you guys were just going through some hard times as do any couples.

As you leaned on the sink staring at your own reflection you heard Kyoya coming into the room.

You took one last look in the mirror to make sure any traces of your crying were gone.

you turned around and there was Kyoya, silently staring at you while leaning on the door frame.

You didn't know what to do so you just leaned with your back on the sink while he slowly approached you.

He ran his hands down the side of your body down to your thighs and put this face in the crook of your neck.

He inhaled and exhaled, hands feeling the back of your thighs.

"God you smell amazing"

Just his deep voice close to your ear was enough to make your legs go weak.

No.

Sex wasn't getting him out of this.

Until he used words to apologize you weren't going to give him anything.

"I thought you were busy" You said harshly.

"I took care of things that couldn't be delayed, everything else can wait until tomorrow." You could feel his breathing speeding up.

no, nope. Until he apologized he would get nothing.

"Hmm" you said, still not giving him a reaction.

He seemed to pick up on your strategy because he lifted you up and put you on the bathroom counter.

The cold marble against your bare thigh scared you but before you could process the feeling Kyoya put his mouth on your neck and sucked the skin.

Since you were caught by surprise you couldn't suppress the moan that came out of your mouth.

"Now now Mrs Ootori, what troubles you? Giving me the cold shoulder isn't very nice." he was whispering in your ear while undoing your silk robe.

Your own breathing was starting to speed up and you could feel heat pooling at the bottom of your underwear.

"How about you try apologizing?" You didn't try to stop him from undoing your robe.

"And why would I do that?" he asked while feeling the exposed skin on your collarbone with his nose.

"For the way you treated me when I went into your office" You said, anger starting to return.

"To be fair you interrupted me while I was doing very important work and it made me upset, so who here should really be apologizing?"

He was right, you knew how much he valued his work time and you still interrupted him.

Ashamed, you put your head down.

"I'm sorry" you mumbled.

"What was that? I couldn't hear you"

"I'm sorry" this time you said it louder.

Kyoya lifted his head up to look you in the eyes.

"Good girl. Now, there are other ways you could apologize to me."

He picked you up by your thighs from the bathroom counter and carried you to the bed.

By then your robe was already discarded on the bathroom floor and you laid on the bed, just in a thin and short sleeping gown.

Kyoya took off his shirt and pants and straddled himself on top of you, arms on either sides of your head.

Although you laid there with your husband on top of you, all you could think about was seeing your best friend the next day.

A/N: Hey babes so this is just the first chapter, I'm definitely making this a slowburn so expect a lot of chapters. As a Kyoya girl this was painful to write </3, anyways love y'all!!!

#kyoya ootori #ohshc #ouran high school host #kyoya senpai #ouran high school host club headcannons #kyoya headcanon #kyoya x reader #ouran kyoya #ohshc kyoya #hikaru x reader #hikaru hitachiin #ohshc hikaru

[ashren]

I'm taking you down with me, bud! ❤️🌛 I challenge you to ALSO do all of the Part II questions!

Ooooooo Thank you!!!! I hope ur ready for some Ren Facts 😎 (the rest is under the cut just bc it's long lol)

1. What are your OC's best and worst qualities What do they think are their best and worst qualities?

Ren's best quality is probably his loyalty. Once he trusts someone, he's ride or die. For the most part.

His worst quality is that he holds a Grudge. He's pissed at Max for a LONG time after the scholar thing, and doesn't fully come around until well after Scylla. He's been hurt a few too many times to take what he sees as betrayal lightly.

Ren would probably agree his best quality is his loyalty, but he would say his worst quality is his temper.

2. Is there a meaning behind their name, or a particular reason why they have it? (either in the story, or why you as the author decided to give them their name)

I just answered a question about Ren's name so Ill give the real world answer! Genuinely, I saw someone with the nickname Ren when i was at work and i was like Yo that's a cool name. And i snatched it up. I steal a lot of cool names from work 😂😅

3. What does their voice sound like, in a couple of words? (ie soft, scratchy, seductive, high pitched, etc)

Oddly?? I haven't thought about it much! He's trans and was on T on Earth, and I've guess i always imagined like a bit lower and kinda scratchy? Look, Ive been on T for a while and only JUST realized like a month ago that my voice changed a lot, I'm not good with like,,, voices or describing them fjalfjalf

4. Do they have any underlying motivations? (ie hey seem hard-working but secretly just don't want to fall back into poverty, etc)

Ren's secretive about exactly what they're doing for Phineas at first, because he's not sure he can trust ANYONE, but as soon as he warms up to the crew and to Phineas, he's pretty straight forward with them. He doesn't tell them about his past on Earth for a while, but he came to Halcyon to start over as a paramedic. He truly wants to save the people on the Hope, and believes they can help save the colony.

5. Does their fashion sense reflect an aspect of their personality? (ie bright and colorful outfits symbolizing that they're an upbeat person)

Ren ends up wearing old altered Iconiclast armor. He uses his own fabric in colors he's not mistaken for the Iconiclasts. He ends up choosing the blue for the head scarf and detailing because he stopped dying his hair when he got to Halcyon (too much work) so it's a little homage to the hair color he sported for years. That's not really the answer to the question but... i'm leaving it there 😅

6. Do they have any tattoos? What are they, and why did they get them?

YES! On his left arm he has the word FUCK tattooed. His late husband Johnny had "SHIT" tattooed on him, because those were the first words they said to each other. Once they realized that after they got married, they got it tattooed

I want Ren to have more tattoos but i haven't put that much thought into it lol I think he'd get some in Halcyon too, and not all of them would have some grand meaning! I think eventually he'd get something to commemorate his original crew on the Unreliable

7. What is their biggest insecurity?

Ren biggest insecurity is that he doesn't believe he's as morally good as he really is. He has a checkered past on Earth, but really it's bc he's more of a Chaotic Good type than a Neutral Good.

However, he still thinks he's way in over his head and doesn't ever know if he's doing the right thing.

8. What is their coping mechanism?

Fake it til u make it baybee. That and cigarettes. He doesn't drink so much anymore, but he smokes as an anxious habit when he's not Doing Great (and generally only then, so if he's smoking, he's going through it)

9. What is their main love language? (gifts, quality time, acts of service, physical touch, words of affirmation)

Oooo copy pasting this one bc i answered it before from a different ask thing and im too lazy too type a new answer :,) :

Ren's love language is definitely physical touch, acts of service are important to him, but being physical close to his people is the best. Makes for fun moments when someone Ren cares about helps bandage him up after a fight uwu

10. What is their MBTI type?

INJF (idk i made it up im too lazy to go through and do that sorry lol)

11. What kind of person are they most compatible with? (platonic or romantic)

Queer people, generally, but anyone who isn't a dick 😂

He doesn't really like cynical people, even though he can be kinda cynical himself sometimes, so he finds it really hard to get along with Max and Ellie through the story. Ellie and Ren definitely bond somewhat after her quest, and Max kinda gets over the most annoying if his cynicism after his quest, so that helps a lot.

12. How do they feel about romantic relationships? Are they into casual flings or more serious, long-term romances? Or are they uninterested?

Very interested on all levels lol. Ren is very casual about sex, he's more of a 'it's a fun activity' kind of guy. He's totally happy with casual flings, however! He is also a romantic. In an ideal world, his partner(s) would be open to the idea of non monogamy, but if not, Ren would be absolutely fine with settling down with the right person. (spoilers i give Ren his happy ending........ no pun intended)

13. What are their views on marriage? If they want to get married, what would their dream wedding be like?

Ren's been married! He and Johnny got married for the benefit status, though. Ren doesn't particularly care about marriage as an institution, but he did enjoy having a party to celebrate his and Johnny's love, soooo he's not closed to the idea in the future. He wouldn't be the one to ask for one though.

14. How is their relationship with their family Which family member are they closest to?

Non existant. He cut off communication with his parents right after high school. He kept tabs on them from a distance for a while, but eventually stopped checking in on them. He used to spend summers on his uncle's dairy farm, though, and before he cut off his parents, his Uncle was probably the person he was closest too. It wasn't a very familial relationship, though, and he didn't answer after Ren reached out in his 20s. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

15. Has their personality changed at all since they were a child? Why?

Absolutely. Ren grew up with grossly wealthy parents, so he was coddled and shielded by a lot as a child. Until High school he was probably kinda like those pretentious little kids who's low key annoying, but i'm high school he learned about the horrors of ~capitalism~ and things went downhill from their (or uphill? Because he's definitely a better person for it 😅)

16. How do other characters in the story view them?

Ooooo, this is a tricky one, it depends on the timeline of the game, but at first I think their all a little bit optimistically confused by him lol. He's a stranger who came out of nowhere and is offering to help (for a fee sometimes), but then is actually capable of surviving in this colony while not knowing what "Tossball" is.

By the end of the game, they all see him as more human and less superhero, understanding he has his limits, but by the end of the game there's definitely a mutual respect from everyone on the crew. I could go more into each persons opinions but this would be twice as long as it already will be lmfao

17. How many hours of sleep does your OC get on average?

Not enough :,)

18. Where do they see themself in ten years?

Ideally, he, Phineas, and Hiram are settled down somewhere relatively safe in the colony and he and Hiram can work on the colony while Phineas relaxes and works in his own projects for fun for once in his life

19. If they had a theme song, what would it be?

BRONCO ORVILLE PECK (literally listening to it as i type 😇)

20. What AU would they belong in the best?

PIRATES hahaha probably bc i'm writing that one 🥴 but really ive thrown Ren into every AU at this point (at least in my head, if not scribbled somewhere in a notebook)

for the purposes of the ask~ i'll stick with pirates haha

#that was really fun!!! i might do this for some of my other OCs too #especially since most of them don't have much info on them yet!! #posted anyway #it's allllll in my brain tho 🧠 #ask game #ren facts! #ren hawthorne #outer worlds oc

[shelby-love]

KELLY SEVERIDE

Chicago's IT Lawyer And Girlfriend

Requested: yes

Prompts: none

Warnings: none

Authors note: /

"I hate this." You whisper sleepily while fighting the urge to yawn. With your head against the window you scan the area in front of you.

So much press.

"I have to go there and give them a 5 minute long statement at 6 in the morning."

Kelly Severide doesn't fear the press and easily manoeuvres his car onto the free parking space, reserved for Chicago's finest law fighters only.

The muscled arms of your boyfriend easily turn off the car and wrap around you.

Bathing in your boyfriend's cologne is just the right thing you needed to be able to fight through the day.

"You got this. You're Y/N Y/LN." You snort at his words. They have a drop of mock in them but you know what he really means.

Ever since this case got out in the public, where you're representing an Interpol agent in a case gone wrong, you've been the news' favourite plaything.

Chicago's IT lawyer, they call you. Y/N Y/LN now holds serious weight. Luckily for you, you managed to snatch the heart of this hardworking lieutenant before you became so badass at fighting the law.

"I wish we can go eat after your shift is over," You admit. "But the press has been on my tail since this thing blew up."

Kelly isn't a stranger to the news outlets, he had his own share of being in the centre of their attention.

The kiss he gives you melts you in a puddle. It makes you weak in the knees like always and suddenly your stoney facade crashes and you become Y/N. Just Y/N.

"Crush them babe." Kelly encourages. "I'll be watching the news."

"Channel 9?"

"The firehouse watches you on Channel 6?" He tells you. Kelly just found out that his girlfriend is more in the spotlight then he ever thought possible for a hotshot lawyer.

"No, no, no... Channel  6 is rubbish. They make things up." You're quick to explain. "And what's even worse... They edit me to make it seem like I'm a heartless monster. I don't wanna be a heartless monster Kelly!"

"Okay... So channel 9 then?"

"Yes! That way when I meet your friends they don't think I'm heartless."

"You're not heartless baby." He says, his long fingers tucking a strand of stray hair behind your ear.

You check your watch and realise that it's time to go. "I'll see you after shift?"

"Of course. Break a leg Y/N!" He yells once you're out of the car.

"Don't say that Kelly you know I'm clumsy!"

***

The 24 hour long shift is killing him. He spends more time in the common room than at the squad table because that's where the TV is.

After a lot of attempts he finnaly managed to get Mouch to switch the news to channel 9. Just how you told him to.

"Andy Holland. Never liked the guy." Mouch comments on the news reporter.

"Yeah like Miranda is any better. She just spreads lies." Kelly shoots back. The two channels are reporting things very differently and he's looking out for you.

"But it's kind of true." Brian agrees with Kelly. "Channel 6 makes it seem like Y/N's a monster. Andy gives her some credit at least."

"Thank you!" Kelly yells out to him.

"And why do you care Severide?" Cruz joins the discussion. "Sure she's hot and smart but there's no way you can get into her pants. Not hers."

This sparked Kelly's interest. They have no idea. "Oh really?"

Joe let's out a "mhmm" before retreating to the comfort of his bed.

At that moment, Kelly's phone dings, indicating a new message.

From Y/N [4:55 P.M]

Hey you left your wallet at my place. Want me to drop it off?

I'm meeting the client and my team at 7 and I'll be gone until the morning.

Night shift suckssss!

A smile sneaks up on his face without him even noticing. He types a reply quickly, full-heartedly inviting you to the firehouse with the simple message.

***

Just 15 minutes after the small exchange, you're outside the firehouse leaning against your sleek womanly car. You patiently wait for Kelly with sunglasses over your eyes.

You notice him jogging towards you and soon you're in his arms. "I missed you."

"We saw each other this morning Y/N."

You give him an offended look once you take your sunglasses off. "Can't a girl miss her boyfriend?"

"Yeah," He leans in for a tortured kiss, showing you just how much he missed you too. "She can."

You pull away blushing and move to grab your bag. Finally, you fish out his wallet and hand it to him. "Well. Here you go."

"Do you wanna come in?"

"Who? Me?" You're not really dressed to impress. You wanted your first encounter with them be normal. Normal as in you will dress up like a normal woman your age and act like it.

But in the outfit that consisted of a black pencil skirt, white blouse, black blazer and pointy heels you were meant for formality and formality only.

"I want them to meet you." He admits. "I realised how hard it will be to not talk about you. Everyone thinks that I'm way out of your league."

"Oh so your plan is to get me to meet them so you can brag about sleeping with me." For a second that thought hurt your heart.

"No, no, no, no... I just want to be able to brag about how amazing you are as a person. And how much I love you." He leans in until you're inches apart. "I want them to know that we're serious about each other."

He stays quiet for a moment before whispering "And also... They're fans of you."

"Well in that case." You loop your arm through his. "Let's go meet them."

***

"Hey Severide! Come see what they're saying about your imaginary girlf-" Mouch' words die right on his tounge when he sees who's on Kelly's arm. "Girlf-f-friend. Y/N Y/LN is that you?!" He points between the TV and your living body aggressively with his glasses.

"In the flesh... Mouch?" You remember his name because of the detailed description your boyfriend gave you.

"She knows my name! Oh my Trudy is going to be so happy." He puts his glasses back on and starts to work his way around his cellphone, eventually succeeding and calling Trudy Platt. "Stay right there." He tells you and dissapears. You can still hear him even though he isn't in your line of vision.

"How much did he pay you to play his fake girlfriend?" A dark haired man with an impressive mustache comes up to you. Absolutely chirping with joy, almost as if he isn't surprised at all. Mustache.

"Oh! You're Brian right? Or Otis? I don't know which one you prefer." You tell him shyly, embarrassed for not knowing what to call him.

"You can call me whatever." He wraps his hands around yours and places a kiss to the back of it. It brings slight blush to your cheeks and he sees that as the day's biggest victory.

"Okay Otis that's enough." Kelly steps in.

"Y/N Y/LN. I've heard so much about you." An older man comes up to you with glitter in his eyes. He enthusiastically takes your hand and instead of pressing a kiss to it like Otis did, he shakes it with such honor that surprises you.

"He's a fan." Otis fake coughs.

"Of course I am. Y/N I've been watching the news ever since it became public." He slowly pulls you away from your boyfriend and sits you at the long table. "I gotta say. You're great! Calm, cool, collected... A little bit cold but that's alright. My wife Cindy, let me tell ya. She loves you. Emphasis on loves."

You're lulled into his conversation that not even Kelly can get you away from him. Once you're done you realised one simple thing about the older gentleman - he loves to talk.

"Oh my my." Another voice appears by the door. "Y/N?"

"Um...hi. I'm here with Kelly nice to meet-"

The man pulls you into a bone-crashing hug. "You're with Severide?!"

The surprise in his voice and the knowing look on your boyfriend's face caught you off guard. "Yeah? He's my boyfriend."

You easily connect the name to the face. Joe Curz in the flesh.

"Hey, hey what's going on in here?" Another voice joins you and you recognise it. Truck's lieutenant and alderman, Matt Casey, joins you in the common room and stops when he sees you.

"Alderman Casey." You greet your old friend.

"Y/N Y/LN. Haven't seen you in a while." He gives your hand a firm shake for formality sake before you both drop the facade and pull each other in for a hug.

"Wait you two know each other?" Your boyfriend asks in shock. He did not expect this.

"Yeah. Matt and I met at a few events." You explain. "A few glasses of burbon and we were pronounced as friends. Didn't I tell you that?"

A pitch of guilt shoots through your body at the untold information but when you see Kelly smile you immediately relax. "Sorry I didn't tell you. Guess I forgot."

"Don't worry. How long until you have to go?" He asks you before sneaking his arm around your waist.

You check your watch. "An hour."

"Good. Let's have some fun." Kelly kisses your forehead and you join the rest of the buzzing firefighters.

When you leave the firehouse to go to work, you not only leave with the weight off your shoulders but a lot of new friends.

MASTERLIST

#chicago fire imagine #chicago fire fanfiction #chicago fire #kelly severide x reader #kelly severide fanfiction #kelly severide imagine #kelly severide

[mimisempai]

Wait for me on the other side 8/8

Summary:

The long awaited end! Will they finally overcome all the obstacles?

Here we go! Enjoy the journey!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32948254/chapters/82452802

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 (End)

The months and seasons have passed for Mobius and Loki.

Mobius moved out of the house on the cliff and into an apartment above the store. After Ravonna's death, Casey saw no reason to stay in TK and joined Mobius at Miss Minutes.

With his client base expanding, Mobius needed someone to help him and thought of Casey, who had been more than enthusiastic at the idea.

They had formed a curious friendship with Sylvie and life was flowing smoothly.

Casey could see that at times Mobius' eyes seemed lost. His face wore a melancholic expression. But Mobius said nothing, smiled and Casey pretended he hadn't seen anything.

On New Year's Eve 2022, Mobius, Casey and Sylvie were celebrating together and as the fireworks started, Mobius couldn't help but think of other fireworks with nostalgia and wondered what Loki was doing, where and with whom.

January 2021 - Miss Minutes

It was already late and Mobius was hunched over his drawing table, looking focused as Casey poked his head through the door.

"Mobius, I'm going in. I've got it all locked up, you'll just have to close the main door and the blind."

Mobius focused, simply replied, "Hm..."

Casey, seeing that he hadn't been listening, approached and looked over Mobius' shoulder at what he was working on.

"A new project?"

Mobius looked up, a little embarrassed, "Oh. No. It's just... a personal thing."

Casey shifted to get a better look at Mobius' work.

Mobius tried to hide it.

"Mobius, let me see."

"No, it's nothing."

"Come on."

Mobius gave in and Casey's eyes widened at the drawing.

It was the house on the cliff but re-imagined. There was a terrace that ran along the back, and stairs that went down to the water - the stairs that Mobius had described to Loki. There were trees planted along the way, and lights shining in the trees. The house was just as extraordinary as before, but much less austere, much warmer, almost romantic.

Casey said softly, "I like it."

Mobius asked casually, "Do you like it?"

Casey nodded enthusiastically, "Before, it looked like a place you would go to be alone. In this one, I can imagine taking someone there."

Mobius nodded. Casey looked at him with his piercing eyes, and asked softly, "Who is he?"

Mobius answered without hesitation, "Loki. His name was Loki."

"When you lived there?"

Mobius nodded and Casey continued, "I knew it, that there was something or rather someone. What happened?"

Mobius replied simply, "I lost him."

"How?"

Mobius replied with a hesitant voice, "It's hard to explain. It's mostly... it was... bad timing."

"You miss him?"

Mobius couldn't deny it and Casey insisted, "Make him come back."

Mobius ran a hand over his face, "It's too late. Or too soon..."

"What?"

Mobius shook his head, "Nothing. I don't even know where he is. And even if I did, I couldn't walk up to him and say, ``Hey, I'm here, let's pick up where we left off."

Casey defiantly asked him, "What would you have to lose?"

Mobius didn't answer.

**********

Loki was still living in the same place and the tree had continued to grow in front of the building.

He spent a lot of time with Thor, who had apparently decided to take him under his wing.

He was alone, but he had a friend, friends even, that he could count on, and if sometimes one or the other tried to encourage him to date someone, they never insisted.

He devoted his life to his classes, the students liked him a lot, and Kamala who kept coming to see him after class had brought other members of the gang with her, and the discussions around Norse mythology had turned into a reading club.

Early February 2023 - Loki's apartment

Loki had decided to clean up, because in two years, he was starting to pile up things, and it was time to sort out.

He was organizing his clothes when he came across the outfit he had never put back on since the missed date. His throat tightened as he was about to put it in the pile of clothes to be thrown away, but he couldn't bring himself to do it and put it in the back of the closet.

Later, as he was vacuuming, he noticed a creaky floorboard. He bent down to examine it and found that it could be lifted quite easily.

Loki pulled the floorboard and to his surprise, there was an empty space underneath. He bent further to examine it. He saw that there was something there, put his hand to grab it and pulled out a package wrapped in dusty plastic. He opened it. His heart leapt out of his chest, it was his copy of PERSUASION.

One page was marked with a rose, now dried and withered by time. He opened it to the marked page and saw that a sentence had been underlined.

There could have been no two hearts so open,

no tastes so similar, no feelings so in unison.

He stared at the words, breathless.

February 14, 2023 - September Academy

Thor and Loki, along with the other teachers, were sitting in the school's conference room waiting for the presentation to begin.

Thor leaned over to Loki, "Hey, since Jane won't be able to spend this Valentine's Day with me, how about a hallmark movie night with some popcorn and good beer?"

Loki smiled softly, "Sounds good to me, but in the meantime we've gotta get through this presentation."

Just after his words, a short dark-haired man entered the room and took his place on the stage, greeted by Natasha who spoke up, "Hello everyone, thank you for coming. We are pleased to welcome Casey Fish, from Miss Minutes."

Loki startled slightly, the name ringing a bell.

"Casey is here today to introduce us to a new line of electronic organizers for students and teachers, allowing for better communication between the various parties. Thank you for giving him your attention."

Casey cleared his throat and began to speak, "Hello everyone! Thank you for your welcome Ms. Romanov, Miss Minutes is basically a small watch store, but over the years we wanted to expand its business to include time management in all its forms, and its founder had the idea a little over two years ago to create this."

He pointed to the screen that just displayed a small rectangular device, much like a flip phone.

"Let me introduce you to The Tempad. The Tempad, thanks to its small holographic avatar, allows you to be connected at any time with your colleagues, with your students."

He clicked on the remote control to bring up the next image.

"This is Miss Minutes for you."

Loki gasped, of course he knew Miss Minutes, it was exactly like the little picture Mobius had drawn when he had written to him about his store.

Thor, sensing his friend's confusion, leaned toward him and whispered, "Loki? Are you okay?"

Loki nodded.

He listened to the rest of the presentation in a daze, and as Casey was packing up his things on the stage, Loki rushed in without further ado, almost shoving some of his colleagues in his way.

February 14, 2021 - In front of Miss Minutes

Casey and Mobius came out in their winter coats, but they realized it was surprisingly warm.

Mobius growled, "Honestly, what the hell?"

Casey shrugged as he replied, "Global warming."

Mobius asked Casey, "Do you want to come to my house for dinner tonight?"

Casey replied with a small air of pride, "I can't. I have a date tonight, it's Valentine's Day."

Mobius continued forward for a few steps, then stopped.

"What?"

"What, is it so weird that I have a date on Valentine's Day night?"

Mobius looked around. The day was really hot. People everywhere were enjoying the sun. He turned to Casey, a strange look on his face.

"What's the date?"

"Valentine's Day I told you, so it's February 14."

Mobius repeated, "February 14, 2021."

Casey looked at him, curious, "Yeah. What's up with you?"

Mobius with pensive eyes replied, "He told me about today."

"Who? You mean the guy?"

"Yes!" replied Mobius excitedly, "There's a letter that says where he's going to be!"

Casey understood less and less, "He wrote you?"

Mobius nodded quickly, "Yes. I could see him today. You said it the other day...what have I got to lose?"

Casey replied matter-of-factly, "What are you waiting for?"

"I just need to find the letter!"

Mobius ran to his apartment above the store, rummaged through his old boxes, until he remembered that Loki's letters were still in the house on the cliff, in the attic. He looked for the spare keys to the housel, ran to his old pickup and drove off at full speed.

February 14, 2023 - September High-school

" Mister, uh... Casey, can I ask you something. Miss Minutes' founder, who is it?"

Casey, with a surprised look, answered him, clearing his throat, "He's a friend, Mo... Mobius M. Mobius."

Loki repeated, his heart pounding, "Mobius..."

Casey replied, "Yes. Do you... do you know him?"

Loki nodded, "Yes. He... where is he? Could you tell me how I could contact him?"

Casey suddenly looked very sad, "I'm sorry. You don't know?"

"What?"

Casey replied with a tight throat, "He died. Two years ago." He swallowed before resuming, "Two years ago today, in fact, there was an accident..."

Loki, shocked, gasped, then whispered, "Where?"

A few seconds later, Loki ran out of the school and headed for his car under the rain that had started to fall. Thor was behind him, bewildered, and called him, "Loki! Wait! What's going on?"

As he continued to run, Loki told him, 'It's an emergency! I don't have time!"

Thor asked, "Is that him?"

Loki, while running, replied, "Yes!" and heard Thor shout back at him as he climbed into his car, "Go Loki! Get him!"

Loki drove out of the city toward the house, rain pouring down on his windshield. He weaved between lanes, passing cars, driving recklessly, as fast as he could.

House on the cliff - February 14, 2021

Mobius stopped in front of the lake house. It was closed, empty. He ran across the path and unlocked the front door.

House on the cliff - February 14, 2023

Loki arrived at the house and stopped skidding in the rain in front of the mailbox. He pulled out a notepad and began to write, desperately.

House on the cliff - February 14, 2021

Mobius ran to the attic. Inside was the only box he had stored there when he moved out. He opened the box and searched frantically. He found the bundle of letters from Loki. After a few moments, he found the one he was looking for and read it.

Last February, I remember it was Valentine's Day, but it was really hot for a day in February.

I was at the fountain in Valhalheim Square.

He said aloud, "The Valhalheim Square Fountain."

House on the cliff - February 14, 2023

Loki finished writing the note and jumped out of the car. He put it in the mailbox and raised the flag.

He stayed there, and fell to his knees in front of the box, soaked by the rain.

House on the cliff - February 14, 2021

Mobius jumped into his pick-up , and quickly drove away from the house. He passed the mailbox.

Valhalheim Square - February 14, 2021

Loki closed his eyes for a moment, letting the sunlight warm him. Just aware of the surrounding sounds, the water in the fountain, the splashing and laughter of children playing in it, an old man grumbling about global warming, pigeons landing nearby.

Mobius could see the fountain from inside his pickup. He looked for a parking spot, finally found one and jumped out. He started running towards the square.

In his hand he clutched a piece of paper, the words of which echoed in his head.

Dear Mobius.

I know it now... it was you at the fountain that day.

It was you on the square. Please, don't go there.

Something terrible will happen if you go there.

Mobius continued to run toward the fountain.

He stopped at the curb, separated from the fountain by a dense road full of traffic. He looked away, searching for Loki beyond the noisy traffic, among the crowd in the park.

Please don't look for me.

He finally saw him, a distant figure, eyes closed, enjoying the warmth of the sun. He smiled.

Don't try to find me.

They are now only separated by distance.

Don't run to me.

The traffic became less dense and Mobius had a clear view of Loki, straight ahead.

Do you understand? Please. You must wait.

Mobius stepped off the curb, wanting to get closer to Loki.

Forget everything I said before.

We both have to wait.

If you love me and if I love you.

I love you, it's taken me this long to say it but I really love you, so wait for me.

Mobius saw Loki open his eyes, as if drawn in his direction. He looks alarmed.

Wait with me. Wait until time catches up with both of us and we can be together. Please. Just... wait.

House on the cliff - February 14, 2023

Loki soaked, was in tears at the foot of the mailbox and only whispered, "Wait, wait..." and continued to cry.

The rain continues to fall.

Loki, finally, having lost all hope, tried to pull himself together and began, very slowly, to get to his feet.

He looked at the box and gasped, the flag was down.

With trembling hands, he did not dare to open the door and when he did, he saw that his letter was gone.

Valhalheim Square - February 14, 2021

Mobius was standing on the road, straining to see Loki and at the last second, he backed up to the sidewalk, safe. He continued to watch Loki, he desperately wanted to run to him, but he didn't, he folded the letter, put it in his pocket and reluctantly turned and walked away.

House on the cliff - February 14, 2023

Loki looked at the empty mailbox, his face soaked with tears and rain.

A hand came up from behind him and gently closed the box. He slowly turned around.

Mobius stood silently and looked at him, holding the worn letter Loki had just posted. Loki stared at him for a moment, trying to convince himself that this was real.Then Mobius took a step toward Loki and smiled, shyly.

"Have we waited long enough?"

Loki, still shocked, his eyes filled with tears, whispered, "Yes."

Mobius approached again, and smiling more openly this time, brought his hand to Loki's face and wiped a tear with his thumb.Loki rested his head in his palm and then finally they fell into each other's arms, squeezing each other, inhaling each other's scent, prolonging the embrace again and again, making sure it was real. Making sure that each of them was real.

Then Mobius finally pulled back and captured Loki's lips in an endless kiss. For long minutes they separated only to catch their breath before kissing again, over and over again, indifferent to the rain that fell around them.

Much later, they separated to catch their breath and Mobius took Loki's hand to lead him home.

Loki gasped. The house on the cliff had changed.

In the two years of Mobius' life, the life Loki had saved, Mobius had transformed it.

He had brought to life the design he had shown Casey two years ago, with the deck, and the stairway to the water they had talked about, and the trees planted along the path, lit and glowing in the rain.

Loki laughed, astonished, and turning to Mobius he took his face in his hands and kissed him again.

Then they walked together along the path, stopping often to touch and kiss.

As they passed the door, Loki held Mobius by the sleeve, "Wait."

Mobius turned around and couldn't help but touch Loki's face with his fingertips once more.

Loki grabbed his hand and interlaced his fingers with Mobius' as he said softly, "I don't want to wait to tell you for real this time." He paused and with a trembling smile and bright eyes, he told him, "I love you."

Mobius didn't want to wait to tell him in turn either, "I love you."

They hugged each other tightly again, tasting the happiness of hearing those words spoken by the beloved voice.

Then much later, they entered their home, ready to start a new life where everything was still to be discovered. Together.

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The house on the cliff - Summer 2024

"Cwoki! Cwoki!"

"Lila! Go slowly honey and wait for your little brother!"

"Wait my love, I'll help you." Clint came to support Laura who was struggling up on the small path leading to the house on the hill. She huffed a little, laying her hand on her belly rounded by her 6 months of pregnancy.

They watched, fondly, as their two children gave gentle pats to a Croki who seemed to enjoy it.

"Lila, Cooper, stop spoiling Croki, he'll keep coming to us for petting afterwards."

Both children stood up and grabbed onto the legs of the man who had just spoken.

"Uncle Mobius!"

He picked them both up, carrying them each in one arm.

"What about me, don't I get a hello kiss?"

Each of the two children placed a sounding kiss on Mobius' cheeks at the same time.

"Should I be jealous?" a voice behind Mobius spoke up.

"Uncle Loki!"

Cooper was already reaching out to Loki, who didn't hesitate. The little boy gave him a big kiss on the cheek and wiggled to be put back on the ground.

Loki and Mobius, side by side, welcomed Laura and Clint.

"Clint, Laura, Welcome!"

They all embraced and then headed to the terrace.

Loki guided Laura to a comfortable chair, stuffed with cushions for her. She sat down with a sigh, "Thank you." then looking around, she continued, "I may have been here many times before, but I'll never tire of this view."

Mobius motioned for Clint to sit next to Laura, before taking a seat as well.

Loki was about to sit down when he heard the unmistakable sound of a car pulling up in front of the house, Mobius started to get up, but Loki motioned for him to stay seated. "Stay seated, love, I'll welcome them."

He walked down the path toward the cars that had just arrived.

Thor was the first to walk over to him, "Loki! My friend!" before hugging him. Loki was now used to Thor's overflowing affection and allowed himself to be patted on the back.

Soon Heimdall, Bruce, Carol and Natasha joined them and followed his lead into the house. When they arrived on the terrace, everyone greeted each other, and sat around the table chatting happily. Lila was in awe of Natasha's red curls, and Cooper laughed out loud as Thor spun him around at arm's length.

"Is this the direction for the little party?"

Heads turned to the source of the voice as Mobius exclaimed, "Casey, we weren't expecting you anymore!"

Casey laughed lightly and added, "Where do I put this?" he pointed to the cake in his hands.

"I'll take it." replied Loki. He took the cake into the kitchen and there he felt suddenly overwhelmed by emotion. He waited for a while before returning to the terrace.

"Hey handsome, what are you doing here alone?"

Loki looked up and smiled, "Mobius."

Mobius, who after more than a year had learned to decipher Loki's expressions, noticed that something was wrong.

"Loki, sweetheart, what's going on with you."

Loki wanted to start talking, but the emotion was too strong,

"Hey, come here." Mobius took him in his arms and gently stroked his back, waiting for the worst of the crisis to pass.

After a few moments, Loki straightened up, a trembling smile beneath the tears, "I'm sorry, I don't know, I'm not sad, not at all, on the contrary, but I suddenly had this irrepressible urge to cry."

Mobius nodded, pushed a strand of Loki's hair back behind his ear.

"Just too much emotion maybe? What were you thinking?"

"I... I was putting the cake on the table and I thought, if you hadn't read my letter, none of this would be real. I wouldn't be here. There wouldn't be all these people on our deck. And it freaked me out for just a short moment, to realize that I almost lost everything."

Mobius, also visibly moved, pressed a tender kiss on Loki's mouth and said softly, "But on the contrary, you have, we have gained everything. You saved me, gave me a new life, and in doing so you gave us all a different and more beautiful life."

Loki nodded his head, then shook it as if to collect himself.

He kissed Mobius tenderly in turn, then stepped aside and grabbed Mobius' hand and pulled him toward the terrace, a confident smile on his lips.

"Come on, let's go celebrate!"

As Mobius let himself be pulled along and they walked through the living room, his gaze fell on Ravonna's book. His first family. His sister. Then his gaze slid to Loki in front of him and by extension everyone else on the terrace. Their new family. Not by blood, but by heart. All because one day, Loki had posted a little letter.

Dear new tenant.

Hello and welcome to your new home and congratulations, blah blah blah. You have made an excellent choice, New Asgard is a wonderful place and this house is a gem, as you may have already noticed.

I'm sure you'll love living here as much as I do.

Loki had not known that these words would be so prescient, even though they came from the future and were addressed to someone from the past.

Oh yes, Mobius loved living here, but not because of the house, because of the love that filled it. Because of Loki.

Together. For All time. Always.

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That's it, everyone is happy, including me. I hope you enjoyed it to the end. 1000 thanks to all the comments left, it's the fuel for each chapter. I love you all!

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