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ran-trala · 1 year

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助けてドラえもん - Help me, Doraemon

“Please listen to this song when you feel like nothing goes your way. This is Asin Kuroda. This song is for adult Nobita-kun.”

たすけて　ドラえもんぼくもうダメかもしれないたすけにきて　ドラえもんセワシは　ほっておいて Help me, Doraemon I think I might be too far gone come help me, Doraemon leave Sewashi alone

失敗ばかりの　毎日好きな子には無視される昨日はバイトで５５回店長に怒鳴られた this everyday is filled with failures the girl I like keeps ignoring me yesterday my boss got mad at me 55 times

どこでもドア　出してよどこか　遠くに行きたいんだまあ君は　もうここにはいないわけだけど please put out an Anywhere Door I want to go somewhere far away but, it seems like you’re not here anymore

たすけて　ドラえもんぼくもうダメかもしれないどんどん　自分のことキライになっちゃうんだよ help me, Doraemon I think I might be too far gone I’m slowly starting to hate myself more and more

大人になったら何でも　正解が分かると思ってたけどそういうわけじゃないんだね I thought when you grow up you magically know what’s right but it seems like it’s not that way at all

せめて夢の中くらいヒーローに　なりたいなネトゲでも　神になれないぼくじゃ　世界は救えない I at least wanted to become a hero inside my dream but even in videogames I can’t become god I can’t save the world

タイムマシンを出してよあの頃に　戻りたいダメダメなぼくだったけど心から　笑えてた please bring out a time machine I want to go back to those times I was the same no-good me but at least I managed to laugh from the heart

たすけて　ドラえもんぼくは　何もできないよ履歴書の長所欄に書くことが　何もない help me, Doraemon I can’t do anything I need to write my strong points on my resume but I don’t have anything to write

それなりにがんばってきたつもりだったけどやっぱり　未来の道具なしじゃ主役になれない I still wanted to try my best or that’s what I planned, anyway but I guess without the future tools you can’t become the lead actor 失敗ばかりの毎日好きな子にも無視されてきみはバイトで５５回怒鳴られたりもするだろう in an everyday filled with failures the girl you like may ignore you maybe your boss got mad at you 55 times

でも人は　そんなことで人をキライには　ならないヒーローって強いやつのことじゃないだろう？ but you didn’t start to hate people because of it a hero isn’t necessarily someone strong, right?

さよなら　のび太くんきっと　きみは大丈夫だよ勝ち負けばかりの世界たまには　負けもいいだろう goodbye, Nobita-kun I’m sure you’re doing alright in a world of winning and losing it’s fine to lose once in a while

さよなら　のび太くんきみは　人に笑われても人を　笑うやつじゃないそれって　すごいことさ goodbye, Nobita-kun even if people laugh at you you didn’t become someone who laughs at others and that in itself is amazing

さよなら　ドラえもん今ぼくに　必要なのはどこでもドアじゃなくてドアを開ける勇気だ goodbye, Doraemon what I need right now isn’t an Anywhere Door but the courage to open the door

ダメなぼくだけど　今日はがんばってみようかな昨日よりも　ちょっとだけ自分を好きになれるように I’m still the same no-good me, but maybe I’ll try my best today so that I can, even by a bit like myself more than yesterday

#Japanese Translation #tasukete doraemon #vocaloid #vocaloid translation #wholesome #;;#i love this song #i didnt put furigana cause i didnt feel like it but if someone wants it reach out #i can do it in 2 seconds probably lol #i also dont know what to write on my resume #nobita kun gets it

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delulujuls · 6 months

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a rookie? more like a cookie | op81, ln4

hi! i was planning to start writing here with something other than that, maybe with something more bold and interesting but i ended up with this. is this good? probably not. is this wholesome? hell yeah it is. enjoy and happy race day!

warnings: none, just y/n and lando dont knowing how to act and admiring their new bestie. also can you smell that? yup that is the scent of bi energy

pairing: lando norris x fem!mclarendriver x oscar piastri

"What do you think of him?"

Y/N asked, not taking her eyes off the guy who was recording content for his social media a few meters away from them.

Lando sat right next to her, fiddling with his phone, but his gaze was also fixed on their new McLaren acquisition. For the past few minutes, the pair had been silently observing the aussie who officially became a member of their team the previous day and who still seemed somewhat shy. Even Lando's typically unfiltered chatter, which never seemed to stop, couldn't come up with a coherent sentence to start a conversation this time.

"Are you asking about his overall impression or if I'd hook up with him?"

"Any answer will do."

Lando tilted his head, deep in thought, which didn't happen very often.

"I'd hook up with him."

"Me too."

Sensing that he was being watched, Oscar, during a break in recording, glanced in their direction and smiled. Lando and Y/N returned his smile, giving him a thumbs up to show that he was doing great.

"I think we might be invading his privacy," the girl said, still smiling.

"We're sitting a good five meters away," Lando replied, feeling that strange, burning sensation of being flustered for the first time in ages.

Oscar averted his gaze from them and focused on resuming his conversation with the social media people. The pair let out a heavy sigh.

"I think this excites me a hundred times more than him."

"No wonder, you're a Scorpio. I bet he's a Virgo so he don't really give a fuck."

Y/N exclaimed, opening her water bottle and taking a few sips to calm herself.

"He's an Aries, I checked."

The girl nearly choked.

"He can't be an Aries. I'm an Aries, and damn, look at me, being a total pain in your ass."

Lando quickly googled the guy without any trouble and held his phone up to show her the birthdate.

"I was sure he was a Virgo. Just look at him, he's a total introvert."

Lando smiled as he watched Oscar smiling at the camera while being recorded.

"I like introverts, they're cute."

Y/N was about to respond, but Oscar stood up and started walking towards them.

"Will you record insta story with me? I want introduce my new friends to my followers"

He didn't even finish the sentence, and the pair instantly made room for him on the couch. Piastri chuckled softly and sat between them, logging into his app. When he turned on the camera, the three of them appeared on the phone screen, and each one of them felt that this was the beginning of something great - not only adventures within the team but also a strong friendship beyond it.

#lando norris #oscar piastri #mclaren #f1 #formula 1 #ln4 #op81 #lando norris x reader x oscar piastri

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savnofilter · 7 months

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On to Better Things | k. bakugo

Pro Hero!DILF!Katsuki Bakugo x [FEM] Reader

CONTENT WARNING(S): sexual content, angst, strangers to lovers.

sfw — toxic & abusive relationship, toxic baby daddy, mentions postpartum, mental health, arguing, mentions of legal proceedings, counseling, drama, cultural family expectations, love bombing, manipulation, a man being a hypocrite, reader low-key needs a new circle of people around them but that's neither here nor there, reader loves their daughter to pieces </3, reader's daughter is a hand full but we stan!, reader spaces out a lot, "our kids are best friends but we never met before and so happen to be single" trope.

nsfw — sexual content, pro hero!bakugo sorry not sorry lmao, bakugo got rizz, fingering, cunnilingus, groping, praise kink, reader has multiple orgasms (2, hinted 4), reader is a bit shy as it's been awhile and feels nervous, vocal queen reader, clothed sex, protected sex, comforting!bakugo, non-established relationship.

COUNT: 11.4k words (45 mins.)

READ MORE: masterlist + [students | bakugo]

A/N: whooph the warnings… imo, it's nothing too serious, but yk i gotta put the warnings up!! it's not graphic, but it does talk ab the stuff listed. i didnt know how else to craft a toxic ex-baby daddy type of situation, and it divulged into this 😭 also use yalls brains with the sfw & nsfw discernment for the warnings… ofc i do not take lightly about what's written, so dont twist it any other way and the heavier subjects being under sfw. i digress!! ive been wanting to write this request for a while and finally got around to it. unfortunately, i alr want to rewrite. :') despite that, i actually kinda really liked this one so i hope yall fw it too. 🫶🏽 thank you, anon!

"Mommy!" Your daughter, Niyuki, calls out to you as she runs into your arms.

She had recently turned 6 years old and still loves the end of the day on Fridays where she could run into your arms, and recount everything about what she had learned that week. Niyuki is pretty much a chatterbox and you weren't too sure where she got it from considering that even your… ex wasn't quite the talkative one either. As you grew to love this quality about her, you found it endearing. Phone calls with her were always a delight and that was how she had persuaded (begged) you to let her go to the park despite having other plans for the day.

You had promised on Monday that she would be able to go to the park in addition to ending her day Friday night off with having a sleepover with her best friend. Niyuki, being an excitable kid, wanted to go straight from school to the park so she wouldn't waste any more time than she already had.

"Hi, Niyuki!" You beam back, a loving smile on your face as you pepper her face in kisses, and hold her cheeks as she tries to shy away with her boundless amounts of giggles. "How was your da-"

"Great -- Mommy you promised we could go to the park today!" Niyuki lightly pushes away from you, a slight whine to her voice as she attempts to get away from your onslaught of affection.

"We can still go, I can't greet my little angel first before I do that?" You poke her cheek as you stand up straight and hold your hand out for her to hold. "Tell me about your day, pumpkin."

There was a skip in her step as she recounted her day to you. When Niyuki gets started, she never stops. She talked about the first moment her feet reached the school grounds, to before school had started, then she talked about her first few classes, after that what she did during lunch and how much fun she had at recess, the "drama" (very unserious but nevertheless cute) that happened before classes resumed and so on. Niyuki is also the animated type and could often run out of breath when she talks. She would use her hands and voice inflictions just to convey what she was speaking about. Sometimes, you even had to remind her to slow down and that time was going nowhere when talking with you.

It was moments like this when you could take in the rambunctiousness and appreciate your lovable daughter. You two only seemed to have special moments like these—well, at least you thought they were special—because of the separation between you and your toxic ex.

Before you two had split your relationship had been decent. Despite that though, you were incredibly in love with him, but the same wasn't reciprocated in a way that emotionally gave back. He'd make excuses as to why he wasn't open to you, his reasoning that he "loved differently" and that if you really loved him you would believe him. So you did. Over, and over, and over again. Hoping that the days where he showed up like in the beginning would become more frequent, but your willingness to stay was how he knew he could toy with you.

He had been your first when you had finally agreed to be an item when you were in your early twenties and it took a long time to finally separate from him when things got bad. In addition to dealing with the conflicting feelings of your then-boyfriend, your friends who only wanted the best for you, and your close family members, you also had to deal with yourself. Nights and days spent venting and breaking down about the man had become so common that your friends' concerns grew. You had so many negative thoughts at that time and you were naive to truly believe that there was a happy ending to overcome this predicament. That his way of loving could change for both of you. His manipulative questions would often linger in your head if you left him, and who were you to argue? When arguments would start to come up again almost weekly, it always ended up with you an emotional mess while he "proved" to you that he was the only one who could handle you.

When your ex noticed you started to pull away, he suddenly had an interest in starting a family. Late nights where you two would lay in bed after making up, he'd share his daydreams about you mothering his children, how beautiful and perfect you'd be to fit in his little world.

Family this, family that. Family values, family roles, family life. You two had been friends since you both were in high school, and it only made sense that you two were dating now and getting married soon. Hell, he even made you question what would your family think if you were "running around" instead of being faithful to him. Imagine the embarrassment to your family if you threw all of that away and weren't able to find someone else like him?

People talk, people notice. Many of the older women noted how great you two looked together, and he was well off with a great future that could support you both. Neither did it help that you changed your once passionate future for being a pro-hero to a different career that was deemed less reliable than your previous choice. It was in your best interest that you stayed with him to avoid the awful gossip in town.

When you haven't been in a situation like yours with an inconsiderate lover, it's hard to understand why you stayed as long as you did. Consequently from being his friend for so long and dating him for years meant he knew the sort of things to target your psyche. To reinforce the pressures you had of making your family look good, mixed with the hidden fears of the burden of following the footsteps of your successful siblings as well.

It was a lot to take in and it wasn't long before you gave in. You just wanted him to be who he was again. The stress only grew older with you and the more time that passed had a looming connotation that the older you got the more undesirable and unfit you are to find another relationship. Even past that, you gave so many years to him. You were a virgin when you two had met, and he had already been around. He knew how to kiss you right, he memorized your soft spots and remembered the best ways to make you come undone. He'd expertly sweet talk you after each session, and on days when you were feeling down he would be the first person to show up, usually bearing gifts of some sort coupled with affection. You couldn't understand what had changed. Why did he decide to start treating you like this? You were vulnerable and scared, and nothing like the familiar could ease the fabricated feeling of comfort.

You thought that having his child would finally fix things but you were so wrong. So very, very wrong. After your first semester in the pregnancy, you had heard talk about people seeing your supposed boyfriend—the father of the child you were soon to birth—with other women. Of course, you didn't believe it, and you refused to listen when your friends tried to tell you. In this stage, you were mostly shut in, as this was taught to be the best preparation for giving birth. You couldn't fathom the fact he would stoop so low. He had his low moments, but not like this. He would never.

He had disconnected you from everyone who had truly cared for you and even convinced your family that you were safe and protected with him. It wasn't until one evening when he had the gall to meet one of his mistresses outside of your house is when you realized it was all true, but it was all too late.

You were an emotional wreck for days. You had hit your lowest and it didn't help that your delivery date was getting closer every day that passed. You'd weep to yourself when you were sure he wasn't around and soon enough the house that you had (forced) yourself to love had once again become a prison. A night when you were tired of the pain is when you decided to reach out to your friends and family again. It was a shameless plea for help and you didn't care how desperate you looked and you wanted out. At first, your parents weren't supportive of the fact that you wanted to leave the man but you didn't care. You wanted to leave everything behind and not give this horrible chapter in your life a look back ever again. With enough talking and white lies, you were able to make a workaround to at least get back up on your feet after your delivery.

The delivery of your daughter, Niyuki, was thankfully a smooth one. Not at all enjoyable but very few complications came along the way when the time came. You had made a deal with your parents that you would stay with them so you could comfortably recover from the delivery whilst being able to safely be under their vision when your ex and his in-laws would come over. Your friends started to visit when you were healing more and had even convinced you to go out with them which you hadn't done for over a year. You were utterly scared as you had missed such a large chunk of socialization that even you didn't think you could do it. But once the night started, you didn't want to go back.

One night out became two, then three, four, five, and so on. The time you were home lessened and it didn't help that your friends were more than willing to let you take refuge at their homes. It wasn't like you were going crazy but the high that you got from drinking and even sometimes having flings became addicting and it felt satisfactory in the way you felt autonomy over your body once again.

You'd ignore the calls from your parents and family including your in-laws, especially any communication from your ex. You had ghosted the situation. The most emotionally taxing period of your life was now being forcefully ignored. You'd spend your time if not partying, then out clubbing. Even when you weren't out on benders, you'd stay up all night and indulge in the fact you were being taken care of by friends. And while you deeply appreciated their hospitality, it was also a double-edged sword. You had dropped out of college, you were no longer reliable and the flings and high feelings were no longer distracting you from the fact that you had some serious issues to deal with.

It got to a point where you'd lay in whoever's spare room and drown in thoughts about the situation you were in. A year before then, you had been stuck with your ex, and somehow a year and a half later you had no idea what that situation was like in that home.

Anxiety and suffocating emotions would swallow you often as the memories of your toxic and abusive ex would soon follow the baby girl you had given birth to. Niyuki. You'd remember her smile, the way she giggled, and how active she was. Although you had only spent about a few months or so with her, you'd remember her bright smile. You'd remember the way her eyes shone when she looked at new things or heard new words—how her face always lit up when she heard your voice, felt your presence, or saw your face. The emptiness without her would eat at you and it was time to forcefully welcome a new cycle of you falling into a depression once again.

At this point, you had lost your job, didn't have any urge to pick up any new hobbies or skills and you'd lay in bed all day. Going out until early mornings trying to ignore the fact that you weren't happy in your current state no longer worked anymore. It was a draining process to get back up but you were willing to give your life a go again. You started looking for jobs that hopefully had good pay and were willing to hire someone with this big of a time gap in their resume. While still couch hopping, you still had places to stay so fortunately you didn't need to worry about that.

When you eventually came around to wanting to be in Niyuki's life again, it was too late. Of course, when you had finally decided to start to better yourself and the suffocating feeling of postpartum had slowly dwindled over time, he was there to make sure that you couldn't take control back of your life. Your ex had found out why you had been gone for so long and eventually had things filed so that he would have sole custody. It seemed as though no matter what you did, he was always ten steps ahead of you. And this time you knew that your support from your family was even less than before.

He had swindled the courts and your families to the point that he painted you as a deadbeat and to the courts, it didn't seem as though there was any evidence to contradict that. Eventually, as you went through counseling and legal support were you able to at least gain visitation, an absence of early childhood not being any signs or indicators that you were unfit to see your own daughter.

It was humiliating settling back into your life and getting back up on your feet. Your parents demanded that you would stay with them as a reassurance that you were serious about getting your shit together and you didn't want to argue. Although with their calloused nature sometimes, they did take care of you well. You couldn't tell what they were thinking but they treated you as gently as they could. Even your family members would come and help out from time to time and it made your recovery better. As stated by the courts, as long as the grandparents (either your parents or in-laws) were there to supervise, a social worker, or the dreaded last option, your ex, was there you would be able to spend time with your daughter.

Months would pass and soon years would follow. When you had shown no signs of negligence or malice occurring in your visits, the judge allowed that you didn't need supervision. Your ex protested but it went unheard. Plus your willingness to get your life together showed your dedication so it was a blessing that you were able to get back to a somewhat decent and regular life despite what has happened. Of course the label that had been placed on you wasn't fully gone, but you were at least able to see your own daughter again.

Which is why you deeply cherish moments like this. After inspections at your apartment, the courts approved that your daughter has now been allowed to stay a few days at your place, and this weekend she was scheduled to stay with you. She would get dropped off by him on Thursdays after school, but you limited the talk to only what was important. Usually, on the first day you get her for the week, you do something with her that she's been wanting to do. As much as you wanted to do it right away, you did make sure her homework was done (she would do it at school just so she could spend more time with you though). Despite her determination, you would still check her work and teach her the things she got wrong much to her dismay. You'd make sure you're on time to drop her off to her evening classes and still wake up early to cook her breakfast every Friday morning. Then you'd drop her off and then pick her up at the end of the day seeing as she had no evening classes on weekends.

"We're here, we're here!" Niyuki cheered, the sweet but mischievous smile never leaving her face when around you.

"It's so pretty out! Wanna get some ice cream, Niyuki?"

"Yes, please!"

After you park your car you hop out and help her out of her seat, holding out your hand for her to take as she knows the routine already. Niyuki admires the familiar park although she has been to numerous times. The way she gazes at everything looks as though this is her first time seeing the place, and this kind of wonder behind her eyes isn't unique to this particular place. No matter how many times she has been somewhere or seen something, her eyes always shine with curiosity and wonder. You can't help but watch her with a faint smile, never wanting to forget what her face looks like ever again.

"Which ice cream do you want, Niyuki?" You ask once you two reach the truck, an assortment of colorful ice cream pictures is decorated on the side of the vehicle.

"Hmm…." Niyuki thoughtfully hums. She raises her free hand to comically tap on her chin as she thinks, the gesture urging a laugh from both you and the ice cream salesman. "Can I have the one with the," She leans closer and points to it, "SpongeBob with the bubblegum, please!"

You think to yourself as you settle for something that's to your tastes, relaying your order to him and searching for your wallet to pay for the cold, sweet treats.

You look over at the man and he nods before leaving to the back, "Coming right up."

In no time at all you two are grabbing ice cream and heading to the playscape. Today was a bit hotter than what you were both expecting so you made a challenge that whoever was able to eat their ice cream without being messy gets to go to bed late tonight. You knew you'd win but it was still amusing to challenge her as her bright spirit came along with a competitive one.

In the midst of you two finishing up your ice cream, a younger but familiar voice calls out to your daughter. You look around confused before spotting a younger girl running towards Niyuki and then engulfing her in a bear hug.

"Mizuki!" Your daughter squeals as they both tightly embrace, her popsicle long forgotten now.

"I didn't know you were coming to the park today!" Mizuki said as she pulled away, still holding onto her best friend. Their bond started from the mere fact that their names sounded similar.

"Yeah, my mommy brought me!" Niyuki pulls away to pull at your dress.

"My dad brought me as a surprise, so I guess it's okay we didn't know!"

The two of them were pretty endearing you couldn't lie. They had been to the same Pre-K together before attending elementary together.

So far you had only met her mother and she was pretty kind. You only knew so much about her though and to your knowledge, she is happily engaged at this point. You two would talk often when the two played, often sharing play dates when it was your turn to have Niyuki on the weekends. That's how Niyuki and Mizuki were able to twin, have sleepovers, etc. While having other friends at school, those two were joined at the hip.

That's why you were utterly confused to hear about her father.

You knew nothing about him except for the fact that he and Mizuki's mother mutually decided that things just weren't working out. It's not like she knew much about your ex either. It seemed as though the separation of parents helped bond the two kids, but you felt saddened at how completely different the two situations were. You sometimes worried if Niyuki was embarrassed by this knowing it wasn't always easy at school due to the teasing.

"Mizuki!" A deeper voice calls out to the young girl. With the young girl's name being called, she turns around and excitedly waves him over. You pause in your tracks as you take him in.

Ashy blonde hair that resembles an explosion sits at the top of his head smothered in appearance by his hat, while his eyes are also covered by a pair of what appeared to be designer sunglasses. He sported a relaxed fit, a gray tank top with a light mesh patterned throw-over that did nothing but tease the muscles underneath the cloth, the colors on it being black and white. The look is finished off with black baggy pants and some boots. You could tell he was attractive even without the cover-up. As you finish up the assessment of your daughter's friend's (hot) dad, it occurs to you the fact that he had sunglasses on doesn't hide the fact that you were totally just checking him out.

"Mizuki, I told you to stop running off like that." He grabs the young girl and gives her a playful nuggy.

"Sorry Daddy!" Mizuki giggles and slips away from him and runs to hide behind you instead, your daughter following. They both peek from behind you, and you have no other choice but to introduce yourself.

"Hi, you're Mizuki's dad, I'm guessing? I'm Y/N, Niyuki's mom." You smile warmly.

He nods at your assumption, his expression still the same as before. "Katsuki, it's great to finally meet the mother of this other troublemaker's friend." He playfully steps in Mizuki's direction and she immediately runs to your other side, giggling.

Something about him was eerily familiar. You couldn't place your finger on it, but you simply chalked it up to the fact you have probably seen him in passing at a few of their birthday parties or so. But something about that didn't feel right… Either way, you ignore it. It wasn't a bad feeling but the fact you couldn't place your finger on it would later down the road bug you. You decide to ask instead.

"Have I seen you—"

"Daddy, can we go to Niyuki's house to watch movies now?" Mizuki cuts you off in the middle of your question, undoubtedly earning a glare from her father.

"Mizuki, what'd I tell you about interrupting people when they talk?" Bakugo lifts his sunglasses this time, his gaze revealing he was solely looking at her.

She pouts using you as a shield once again before tugging on your clothes. "Sorry oba-san…" Mizuki says with one of the deadliest puppy faces you've ever seen. There was no doubt she was one of the cutest 6-year-olds you have ever seen. How could you be annoyed with a look like that?

"It's okay, Mizuki. What were you asking?" You ask them and turn better, bending down a bit to be at both of the girl's levels.

"Can we please watch movies in Niyuki's playroom? Pleeaaseeee?" Mizuki asks and your daughter steps up to beg as well.

"Please, Mommy!! We'll be good too!" Niyuki reasons.

"I'm not sure, ladies…" You trail off as you consider that maybe Katsuki himself probably planned out for the afternoon and didn't want to forcefully make him commit to an impromptu earlier playdate.

"It's alright." Katsuki pipes up and you three look back at him. He lightly shrugs and answers as if he could read your mind, "We were going to play it by ear for the rest of the day anyways."

The two children couldn't quite comprehend the second bit of what he said, but they did understand that it was a yes from what he said in the beginning. They gleefully look at you and start tugging and hugging at you.

"Please, Mommmyyy!" Niyuki pleads, now joining in on giving you a hard to disapprove of puppy look as well.

You lightly laugh and nod your head, finally pulling them in for a proper hug and then giving them a tickle to fend off their offensive stance. "Okay, okay! We can do the movie night! But I want you two to at least spend an hour or so here before agreeing to let you two be cooped up inside for the night."

"Okay!" They exclaim in unison. The moment they break free of your grasp is when they run to the playscape. You sigh as you stand up and give Katsuki a soft smile before properly sitting down on one of the benches. He's close second to following your lead, you both now watching as the two girls play with each other as well as other kids. It seemed most parents decided today was a great day to let their kids out. Mostly because it would tire them out for the night which was a plus.

"I wasn't expecting Niyuki's mother to be so beautiful," Katsuki randomly says, cutting the silence. You look at him with a surprised look on your face, a blush starting to rise on your complexion.

"I could say the same for Mizuki's father." You bashfully laugh and un-subconsciously move to adjust your clothes. Admittedly you were not as designer dressed as he was, nor were you in your best fit. One thing to notice other than his attractiveness is that he has impeccable style. Something that shocked you a little since men in their 20s (especially with kids) don't seem to care too much these days. It wouldn't shock you if he had some sort of unconventional job.

He turns to you when you respond, a teasing smirk now dawning on his face. You don't miss the look-over he gives you and you're sure that he wasn't trying to hide it either. "You know they'll be all tired before they reach halfway through the first movie…"

"That is true…" You play into his words as you look forward instead. You feel your heart start to race when he rests his arm on the back of the bench behind you. You could feel the warmth of his skin through the cloth and welcome it. The weather was too hot but his touch was something you were starting to get curious about. "I guess that'll just leave us two to relax then."

"I could help you with that, I'm a pro at saving people."

You hum at his words, "You're a chivalrous man, that's uncommon these days," a teasing smile to rival him now finds its way on your face. "What else are you good at, Katsuki?"

"I'm also really good with my hands." Katsuki humors you, his hand shifting near your shoulder where his arm lay. "Pretty strong too."

"Ah, so those muscles aren't just for show?" Feeling bold, you reach to rest your hand on his thigh, his muscles immediately flexing under your touch.

He leans in closer to whisper in your ear as he answers, his hand now resting lightly on your shoulder. "I gotta make sure I'm always in shape to save beautiful women like you."

A buzzing near your touch catches you off guard as you try to not completely fold at his words. A catchy ringtone soon follows the buzzing and it's now apparent that what you were feeling was his phone. He pulls away with a huff and pulls out his phone, excusing himself as he answers it.

You exhale a breath you didn't realize you were holding in as he leaves. You can't remember the last time you had talked to a male, much less flirted. Most of your days surrounded working and finishing up school as you wanted nothing but the best for your kid. You didn't go out often anymore, and if you did, you only stuck around with your friends. You couldn't complain but feeling so affected like this was starting to make you feel nervous, almost like when you had got back out into the dating world the first time. You tried not to think about those thoughts.

Now, you were back to watching the girls again and they seemed to be having a blast. The day's heat didn't phase them at all and they played to their heart's content. It seemed as though they were playing cops & robbers with the other kids, and honestly, you didn't care what they were doing as long as they were being safe. The good thing about the friendship between the two was that they always looked out for each other; never mind the fact that their circumstances brought them closer together.

Even with how hard you've been trying to do this mother thing, inescapable thoughts always plagued your mind. Mainly about the fact if your daughter truly wanted to stay with you. This whole arrangement of only getting to see your child three days a week has been going on for about a year and some change now. You know that it'd be too early for her to get "tired" of you, but you can't help the fear of her getting sick of you. One thing was for certain is that you definitely are not as well off as her father although you did make sure to pick up extra shifts when you wanted to get her something real nice.

However, your moment of contemplation comes to an end when two girls come barreling towards you, their approaching giggles making you snap out of your thoughts.

"Mommy!"

"Yes?" Your eyes refocus and you smile softly at the two girls, their wild energy showing how much they truly were out there on the playground having fun.

"Can we have some ice cream please!" Mizuki asks, tugging your arm.

"Please, please, please, PLEASEEE!" Niyuki begs.

You gape a bit overwhelmed at the two young energies, trying to reason with yourself as Niyuki had already gotten ice cream prior. You were sure her best friend did as you knew that both her parents loved to spoil her—even before you had an introduction to Katsuki. It was a hot day and you didn't seem to mind, you were getting pretty hot as well…

"... Okay, but that's the last before we head home! When you finish, that's enough park time."

Your answer is to their standards as they both shower you with affection to thank you for caving into their cuteness. You roll your eyes but the smile doesn’t disappear as you keep an eye on them as they wander to the truck.

"Sorry 'bout that," The new but familiar voice calls out as he walks up to you. "Important business and shit."

Your brows raise at the casual curse and laugh a little, folding your arms as you look up at him. "No problem, but I did tell them that we will be leaving as soon as they finish their ice cream." You inform, nodding your head towards their direction as you keep an eye out for them.

"Great timing, I was about to talk to you about that."

— ✮ ★ ☆ —

The two girls were happier than ever riding together back to your apartment. They sang along to their favorite songs, played I Spy, and talked about all sorts of things you expect from children. It's easier to tune them out when you're around them long enough.

Their excitement continued when you got to your home. As soon as you reached your unit the two beelined to the kitchen after dropping their shoes and bags at the door. And yes, you guessed it, they had matching pairs too. Niyuki knew to go to the kitchen first thing though as she knew you would make something in the meantime before the movie started.

"You two know the rules! Stay near the island to avoid getting bit by sharks!" You called out to them as you fixed up the entryway. You listen out to hear them, still hearing them squeal and toy around in there. You slip off your shoes, adding them to the rest of the shoes before lazily pulling on your house slippers. "The sharks are coming in five… four… three…!" Your warning does the trick as by the time you reach the kitchen they're both sitting in their respective seats and both looking mischievous and peeking at you behind their hands. You make a show of surveying the room as if you can't see where they are and the girls are now "safe" for following your directions. "It seems as though the sharks are clear!"

They celebrate the win, now eager to watch you work your magic.

You three had a fun time as you tried your best to make sure they were safe (the entire time you were internally panicking to make sure everything was okay). Niyuki liked watching you cook and you were more than happy to help her learn as well as do some hands-on stuff. It was only natural that her best friend would follow suit in her curiosity. Niyuki's sole enjoyment of watching you cook is what encourages you to do it more often and get better at it too.

Now there was an assortment of snacks aside from their main meal. It was true that you spoiled her a wee bit when she was with you, but you couldn't help it. Niyuki was your everything and when times were needed you were able to say no.

Once you set up their bowls with their food, the doorbell rings. You figured it was the man who would make another appearance for the night.

"Alright girls, bring your food to the room." You command and watch them leave before making it out into the hallway, finally answering the door when they are both in the designated room. "Katsuki!" You smile and open the door wider.

The blonde-haired male grins at you and holds up the childishly bright bags for Mizuki. "Sorry for taking so long. This should be everything." You nod and reach for it, his actions making you pause as he pulls it a bit towards him as if to hold it from you. "Is it alright if I see Mizuki before I leave?"

You feel your skin flush in embarrassment, hastily stepping to the side and opening the door more to let him in. "I-I am so sorry! Of course, you can," You close the door and lock it behind him when he finally steps in and gets his shoes off. He doesn't need much introduction when two heads pop out from the doorway of the playroom, one squealing in excitement as she runs up to her father to hug him.

"Daddy you're here!" Mizuki exclaims and pulls him in the direction of the room. "Come look at Niyuki's playroom!"

"I'm not sure--"

"No, no it's okay! Let me clean up the kitchen in the meantime." You smile as the three make their way to the room.

Sticking to your word, you waste no time cleaning up. You have a slight hum as you move around the kitchen, appreciating how well today has gone so far. You even met your daughter's best friend, hot dad… who would've thunk? You bite your lip to suppress a giggle that threatens to escape you, a giddy smile still on your face. Gosh, when was the last time you ever found someone attractive? It felt like forever since you've been focusing on parenting, school, and not to mention having a job.

You think about how well the man dressed and how good he smelled. You had to hand it to him, he was really put together and you could see why Mizuki's mother let him in the first place. He didn't seem too bad personality-wise either. Katsuki was the right amount of cheeky and arrogant that was the complete opposite of your ex. It didn't help that his well-defined muscles and physique showed with his great fashion taste. Luckily for you though, Katsuki felt the same way about you.

When he had first seen you, there was no mistaking in the way he immediately found you attractive. Dressed in your form-fitting sundress surely accentuates everything about your womanly body. The way the cloth hung to your mounds and all the beautiful parts of your limbs. But unlike you, he was able to hide how much he was checking you out. Except while indoors he no longer needed sunglasses and he was sure you were feeling the same way about him.

Katsuki's eyes are trained on your butt as you flawlessly move around, the color of your dress perfectly folding around the two globes of your ass as you move. He leans against the doorway once he finally looks up at the back of your head, crossing his arms. "Hey," Katsuki's voice calls out to you. You whip your head around to look at him, eyes enraptured with how attractive the young man is. "Sorry for the weird behavior earlier at the park…"

"It's okay! Really. Stuff comes up sometimes, glad that you were able to get it settled." You turn off the sink and dry your hands, turning to face him as you place the towel on the island in front of you. You don't miss the way his eyes drag down to check out your body.

"The girls will probably knock before they even finish halfway through the movie," Katsuki predicts, his eyes predatory when he looks up at you. "could make it up to you while they're busy."

You shy as you two make proper eye contact. "How could you possibly make it up to me?" You bat your lashes at him, a faint blush heating your skin at the implications of his offer.

An attractive grin spreads across his lips as he pushes off your doorway. "I could show you but it's better if we do it somewhere private."

It takes everything in you to hide the chill that runs up your spine at how he easily toyed with ideas without being so vulgar with it. As if your body is moving on its own, you walk towards him and flash a smile that has equal parts of mischief and seduction.

"I'm interested."

As soon as that door closes behind you two, there is no denying the tension that fills the room. His lips are soft and hot against yours and the feeling has your body tingling. His heavy and calloused hands are tight on your hips as he pulls you closer to his chest, your hands placing themselves on his biceps to try and steady yourself against him. Katsuki hums in satisfaction, tasting your sweet lip gloss on his mouth, teeth moving to nip at your bottom lip to ask for more. You willingly comply and open your mouth although timid about the experience.

You were feeling fresh in the kitchen but now that you two were getting down to it, you were starting to feel shy again. Up until now, it had practically been years since you dated a man, much less kissed or hooked up with one. There was no denying that you were attracted to this man but your mind was starting to cloud with doubts that you wish would just go away. You try to ignore it erstwhile you feel his strong hands slip down to grab your rump through the beloved sundress you wore today.

You softly groan in the kiss as he pulls away, eyes with innocent determination to see this through. His eyes are hot on you and it takes everything in you not to look away. He walks you to your bed, instantly getting on top of you once he has you adjusted to his liking. In a hurry, you move to untie one of the straps on your shoulder, his heavy hand stopping you as he leans into your ear to convey his true thoughts

"'Gonna fuck you in this dress, princess," Katsuki smirks down at you when he pulls away and stands up properly. He tugs you towards the edge of the bed so that your legs hang off the edge, his hands on your hips. He leans down to give your lips a chaste kiss before spreading your legs and kneeling between them. Katsuki's hands softly grip your ankles, the tips of his fingers disappearing at the hem of your dress. His hands slowly drag the fabric up, his hot lips that were once on yours now kissing their way up on your left leg as took his time exposing his skin. "Keep looking at me, baby." Katsuki directs when you lose eye contact with him as he finally meets your inner thigh, his teeth giving the plush skin a teasing bite. You softly whimper, the apparent wet spot on your panties deepening.

He groans at your scent and slightly pulls away to look at your cunt, his hands now placed on the back of your thighs and pressing it to your body. He takes his knuckle to rub up against your labia, adding more pressure once he reaches the top of your cunt to play with your clit. You wantonly moan as he continues to rub at your clit, the fabric of your panties creating a friction that was heavenly but frustrating you greatly. You needed to feel his fingers on you and this wasn't cutting it.

"Katsuki," You breathe out, hips bucking into his handling. He simply hums at you calling out his name, his rubbing slowing down as his gaze now has a teasing glint to it. "N-Need more, please, Katsuki," There's a whimper in your voice, only barely hinting at the desperation that this man can stir inside you.

"More've what?" Katsuki grins at how flushed your expression is, your face dreamy as ever.

"Fingers, need them." You manage to prop yourself up on your elbow as the other reaches down to tug at the panties on your hip. Katsuki snickers at your impatience, his thumb pulling aside your panties to expose your soaked cunt to him. He gives you one last kiss on your inner thigh before he wordlessly dives in.

Katsuki applies his tongue flat against your cunt and gives you a long stripe up until it reaches your clit, just like what he had done with his knuckle moments ago. A breathless moan escapes your lips as he starts to swirl his tongue against the erect bud, his textured and wet muscle taking pride in its work. He closes his mouth around your cunt, leaning more to taste more of the slick that your cunny produces. The vibrations of him moaning from the taste makes you shiver, this feeling of having your cunt licked like this felt so familiar but foreign at the same time. His eyes stay glued to you as he pleasures you, finding everything you do so damn attractive to look at.

Lapping a bit more he pulls away and spits on your cunt using his fingers to lube you up more. He wraps one of his arms around your thigh and holds it to his shoulder, holding you in place as he finally inserts two thick fingers into your cunt. Soon enough, his mouth is back into your count, the tip of his tongue playing with the sensitive bud at the top of your pussy.

The sounds grow increasingly more obscene as he shamelessly laps at your cunt and works his fingers into you. His digits curl to find your g-spot, softly teasing the spot and eliciting more volume from you. You quickly try to hold back how loud you are, walls clenching around his fingers at how good it feels. You bite your lip and suppress a loud groan from slipping out, hips attempting to pull back with no use. Katsuki keeps you locked in close to him and ups the ante by using the tips of your fingers to continue to stroke at the sensitive spot of your g-spot. His tongue now applies more pressure to your clit to bring you further.

"'Suki--" You call out, your hand coming down to grip and tug at his hair. Shivers rack through your body as a long and drawn-out orgasm hits you, his movements aiding to help you bring you down from it. He pulls his fingers out and presses his tongue flat against your cunt to clean up the mess between your legs. You move your hips back in protest and he loosens his grip to let you do so.

You watch with bated breath as he starts to unbuckle his pants, your eyes glued to what is soon to be revealed. Katsuki's movements to get his garment removed are so fluid that you almost miss it when he pulls the condom out from his back pocket. He tears open the soft foil with his teeth and applies the slippery protection onto his hard cock. You instinctively open your legs when he draws closer, a soft mewl leaving your lips when he aligns his tip to your opening.

"You good?" Katsuki softly asks, his other hand holding your thigh open, thumb rubbing your thigh as he awaits your answer. You nod your head and grind your hips against his tip, hand coming up to pull him closer to you as you answer.

"Give it to me, Katsuki."

The man grins at your plea and lays you on your side, choosing to slowly sink himself into you from your approval. The obscene moan you let out gets covered up by Katsuki's lips finding itself upon yours again, happily taking in your willful noises. At first, he takes long and drawn thrusts, trying to accommodate his size for your comfort. This position allows no remorse and you already knew what you were in for when he put you in it. When you two separate from the kiss, his lips are quick to find your neck, his hands now respectively on your ass and thigh to hold you in place. Amid a deeper thrust, he gives an equally rough bite, the force making you moan. You relax your leg more to allow him to hold you better, him taking your actions as the go-ahead to pick finally pick up the pace.

You feel as though you are on cloud nine with his wet kisses and teasing bites covering your neck, his thrusts and handling furthering your ecstasy. His skin smacks against yours as he starts to get rougher with his thrusts, hands gripping you tighter too. You grip at the sheets below you and tilt your head back, mouth agape as you so desperately try to keep up with him. He gives your ass a spank when he feels your pussy clench around him, an animalistic growl coming from him as he repeats this. He pulls away from your half-covered chest and glares at the top of your dress, now getting annoyed at the article of clothing.

Katsuki doesn't slow his hips for a second as he more than easily rips open the top of your dress and earns a discontent whine from you that gets forgotten when he presses a bit deeper into your cunt. His lips press themselves to your newly exposed skin, his tongue happily taking in one of your nipples to suckle and nibble on. There's no mistaking that he's having free reign in the marks on your skin but you're too wrapped on how everything feels to care. An expletive leaves your mouth in a string of whispers when he angles his hips to hit your g-spot, prompting you to reach down and rub your clit for more stimulation.

"Fuck," Katsuki cusses under his breath as he leans up to watch you take his cock, nails digging into your skin and enjoying the way your pussy envelopes his cock. Not to mention the hot visual of you playing with yourself furthering his contentment. He lifts your leg a bit under your knee and quickens his pace. He watches with hungry eyes as your tits bounce at the force, a pretty face to match and his marks all over your body's skin. He groans as his thrusts start to feel heavier, his orgasm impending. He nearly loses it when you grind back against him to chase your release.

There was an air of innocence that surrounded you but everything you did said otherwise. Katsuki simply couldn't get enough of you and he simply didn't want to. Fuck, he wasn't expecting his daughter's best friend mom to be super hot and sweet.

"C-Cunming…!" You mewl, brows scrunch in concentration as you finish off on his cock. His swift thrusts help in coaxing it out of you, slick dripping from your cunt and messy-ing up your inner thighs. He swoops down to give you an open kiss, tongue pressed against yours haughtily as he follows your climax with his own after a few more pumps.

After a few lazy and exchanged kisses he pulls away, a string of saliva connecting you two. You laugh a little as you wipe the remnants away. "That's the best I've had in a long time." You jokingly cut the silence, a chuckle from him following.

"Could say the same." He softly grunts, pulling out from you, and gently places your legs down. He effortlessly picks you up and rests you further on the bed where your legs can find refuge on the plush mattress. "You okay, need me to get anything?"

The first question confuses you. To your recollection, you had never been asked that before. Not after sex when the deed has already been done and the willing participant has already had their fill. A pang of displaced emotions starts to wrack up inside you, a nervous laugh coming from you when you realize that you spaced out trying to conceptualize what you had just been innocently asked.

"Y-Yeah, I'm good! Thanks for asking," You smile sweetly and the cute expression earns a pat on the cheek from him. Shamelessly, the gesture shot a jolt of arousal straight to your core.

"You got a bathroom around here?"

Following Katsuki's departure leaves you in silence. There was a feeling of dissonance that you couldn't really place your finger on and the fact it was all coming together was undoubtedly giving you the worst post-nut clarity ever. You didn't regret having sex Katsuki, that wasn't the case, but how not sleazy he was certainly opened up your eyes. The male decency that you have been robbed of for so long was finally starting to settle and you didn't like the feeling one bit. Tears start to burn in your eyes and you desperately try to wipe them away the longer you sit in your thoughts.

Fortunately for you though, the doorbell sounds repeatedly which slowly brings you back to the present. Your once feelings of despair and disgust are now turning into annoyance. You take your time slinking out of your bed, you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and huff at how disheveled you looked. The dress that you've been dying to wear was now torn and stretched, the condition bringing a pout to your face.

You undress fully and grab one of your robes to cover yourself up with, the piece is a bit scandalous but covering you well. You quietly make your way down the hall to not wake up the two girls (if they were awake they definitely would've interrupted you and Katsuki) and finally make it to the door. You peer into the peephole and softly gasp at the person behind the door. The doorbell starts to buzz loudly again and you angrily fumble to unlock your door, it now also occurs to you that the noise could be disturbing the two young girls' sleep.

"Are you fucking crazy?!" You greet your ex with much-deserved hostility.

Shindo simply rolls his eyes at your annoyance and crosses his arms as if it were your fault for his impatience. "I called and texted you multiple times. I'm here to pick up Niyuki."

You openly scoff at his demand, standing taller at his attempt at showing his dominance. You mirror his actions and cross your arms too.

"She's staying with me for the weekend. Why are you here?"

Your ex mockingly scoffs at you questioning him, his eyes narrowing as he steps closer.

"I need to explain why I want my daughter to be with me? You know, the parent who never neglected her once in her entire life." Shindo looks you up and down, openly grimacing at how fucked out you look. "You can't even control yourself, you have no shame, do you?"

As much as you try to keep up the strong facade, there is no denying the tightening in your chest. You don't want to admit it but his words hurt you deeply. His toxic words were starting to feel all too familiar and your body was starting to shut down.

"The agreement was that she would stay the weekend with me. Niyuki's having a sleepover with her friend, there's no point of you coming here."

"Do you think I fucking care about a "sleepover" when her mother is busy being a tramp when she's distracted?" He shamelessly accuses and shifts his expression to one of fake pity and concern. "Do you think you deserve her, hm? I mean look at you, running around and can't even stay committed to us even when I've tried."

"Watch how you fuckin' talk to her, asshole."

A voice filled with just as much disdain comes from behind you, the sheer amount of aggression battling Shindo's. You immediately turn to look at him, mind moving faster than your body in your shocked state.

"I'm sorry, who the fuck are you exactly?" Shindo tilts his head and reaches out to push the door further to reveal who the man is. He freezes when a blonde and spiked hair catches his eyes first, his mockery of emotions from earlier now turning into real anger and a hint of fear. "Bakugo-?!"

Katsuki grabs the edge of the door and pulls it open wider to allow him more space to pass, making sure not to harm you as he gets between you and your toxic ex. "You wanna repeat that, dickhead?" He fists up his shirt and backs him away from the door. "Is that how a hero treats a woman, eh?"

Shindo curses under his breath, fighting against him. The mach attitudes between the two start to boil over as it's obvious that they have met prior. When it escalates to more than words, you start getting a bit fearful. A more aggressive push from Katsuki prompts you to call out for them to stop. One thing about your ex is that he hated being out matched and there was no denying that Katsuki seemed like the type of guy to beat that out of him. It wasn't until their exchange seemed to elevate in volume and another light next door turned on. You plead for them to stop again, your hand lightly tugging at Katsuki's arm although knowing your touch wouldn't be able to do shit against a muscled man like him. Eventually they do stop on Katsuki's accord, both breathing heavily as they stare down at each other. Your ex aggressively scoffs and shoves Katsuki away from him as he looks between you two, gathering himself.

"Have fun with the little gold digger, Dynamight," Shindo says lowly and bumps shoulders with Katsuki as he leaves.

A heavy silence is left in his wake between you and Katsuki. You tiredly rub your face and breathe out a sigh, the exhale soon turning into a dry sob. Katsuki fidgets awkwardly before reaching out to you and pulling you close, letting you rest your forehead on his chest.

"Fuck, he stresses me out," You mumble against his tank, wiping away your tears. "I'm sorry you had to witness that…"

"Hey, he's fuckin' douchebag, alright? Who gives a fuck what he thinks." Katsuki pills away a bit to cup your chin and forces you to look up at him, the gesture warming your cheeks. "Let's get you cleaned up and you can rant about whatever the fuck you want, it's getting cold." He holds the collar of your robe and gives it a playful tug. You softly nod your head then lead him inside.

— ✮ ★ ☆ —

It had only been two days since you had first met and slept with Katsuki and the smile on your face never seemed to disappear.

Thinking about the man easily brought butterflies to your chest, memories of you two keeping you on cloud nine. After you two had gone back inside Friday night, he had comforted you in many ways. It felt silly to say it—that the foreign feeling you were getting in your chest only had one name: a crush. Not full-blown but enough that every time you thought about your Friday night—past the awful interaction with your ex-boyfriend—was one of the best times you have ever enjoyed yourself with a man.

Katsuki did listen to you. He cleaned you up, cuddled you, kissed you throughout, and eventually you two even two more rounds. Never had you felt so comfortable, so… domestic. It was evident that your bright attitude was something your daughter noticed too.

"Mommy?" Niyuki calls out from the doorway, successfully gaining your attention.

You press the small bento box you were prepping Mizuki to take home closed, a smile on your face as you welcome your daughter to make her way to you. "What's up, munchkin?"

"I have to tell you something," She tugs at your pajama pants, a look far from playful or childish in her eyes. You feel your heart sink a bit at how serious she is, bending down to get face level with her.

"Niyuki? What's wrong?" You hold her arms and pull her closer to you, trying to keep contact with her as she avoids looking at you.

"I don't want to go to Pa's this week, I want to stay with you."

You're taken back from her confession, unsure of how to process it. "What do you mean, 'Yuki? Don't you want to see daddy-?"

"No, I want to stay with you," Niyuki regains her courage to look up at you, establishing how much she truly feels. "I heard you guys last night. I want to stay with you more. Daddy's house isn't nice, I don't like it there anymore."

"Niyuki, I…" You shamefully look away at the fact she bore witness to that awful exchange last night. You felt awful that she had seen it, much less found out how dysfunctional your relationship is. You pull her in for a hug and nuzzle her hair and she is more than willing to take in your embrace. "I am so sorry you had to see that, baby. Mommy will see what she can do about how you feel being at Daddy's house, okay?" You hold her cheeks in your palms and she nods her head in agreement.

She places a kiss on your cheek and swiftly leaves the kitchen as if the exchange didn't happen, leaving you by yourself in the kitchen. You stare off into the distance at the exchange, not sure what to think or do with yourself. It wasn't until you felt a wet sensation coating your cheeks that you realized you were crying.

Faintly down the hall, you could hear Niyuki nagging at her best friend and the two giggling and playing around as children do. You sit down on the floor and rest against one of the cupboards as your doubts start to ease themselves, everything in your life turning around so fast that it's hard to grasp.

You had thought for the longest time that Niyuki was simply putting up with you. It is no lie Shindo has more resources than you. The money, house, toys, etc. he has everything you don't. He didn't need to work the extra shifts to make sure she had presents for special occasions, he could easily buy the things she needed and wanted. You thought the only things that could make a child satisfied were the things they could see, touch, and have. You didn't think the small things counted, not when you're an adult where a random Friday could have easily been one of her favorite days in her childhood.

You don't bother wiping the tears from your face as you try to pull yourself together, snot and everything clouding your nasal passage. Oddly you felt numb, like the joy you were feeling was foreign. Nothing felt real but you knew you couldn't stay sitting on your kitchen floor silently crying as you desperately tried to register what the hell your body was going through at the moment. You weakly pull yourself up using the counter to grab a paper towel from the dispenser on the counter and obnoxiously blow your nose into it. You mumble a few cuss words under your breath as you attempt to freshen up as you try coming down from the emotional rollercoaster of this weekend. As much as you wanted time to process this, doing it in a home with a kid who could barge in at any minute was hard. Especially when there are two.

The doorbell rings and you glance at the time on the stove. It was a bit early for Mizuki's mother to pick her up, but you decided you'd just invite her in until the child was ready to leave.

You lazily walk over to the door and peer into the peephole to double-check, your face twisting into an expression of shock as you pull open the door and wordlessly confront the person on the other side.

"... Do you normally answer the door looking a mess?" Katsuki teases, giving you a look over and lingering at the places he seems to like.

You jokingly nudge him and roll your eyes, crossing your arms as you stand a bit taller, feeling your heartbeat pound against your chest. "Haha, very funny." You sniffle and wipe your cheek, the gesture not going unnoticed.

"Did something happen? Did that prick come over and harass you again?" Katsuki grows angrier at the idea, his expression souring.

"No, no, it wasn't that." You quickly ease his concerns and this time remind yourself to look around to make sure there aren't any extra ears before stepping out and closing the door behind you. "This morning, Niyuki told me she wants to stay with me, not just on the weekends." You look up at him finally, your lips immediately curling into a soft smile once you're able to say it out loud.

He grins and pulls you in for a hug, giving you a squeeze when you wrap your arms around his shoulder and squeal. He rocks you back and forth before pulling away while maintaining his hold on your waist. "This shit feels unreal, you know?" You lightly laugh as you look up at him, a radiant smile on your face.

"Her mother is amazing, of course she'd want to stay with you." Katsuki gives your hip a squeeze with his free hand, the action pulling your attention to the solid object digging into your side, the feeling making you look down at his hand.

"Oh," Katsuki steps back and holds up a slim, medium box that had a ribbon tied around it, holding it up for you. "Here."

"For me?"

"Who else, dumbass?"

You snort at his bluntness and shoot him a playful glare as you open the gift. It takes you a few seconds to realize what it is, a gasp following your surprise at the expensive dress, and start to close it back up. "Oh my god, I-I can't have this!"

"Why not? You'll look perfect in it." Katsuki pulls you closer with his hand that was still on your hip, his other landing on your abandoned one. "Pretty girls deserve pretty things."

You playfully push him away and look at the box again before looking up at him. "Seriously, for me?"

"Yes." Katsuki holds your chin up and softly rubs your bottom lip under the pad of his thumb. "And you better get used to it, I'll be buying you a lot of those."

"Why?" You laugh, leaning into him and tilting your head up to challenge him.

"'Cuz I'll be tearing a lot more stuff off of that pretty body of yours," He leans closer to brush his lips against yours with a smirk on his face, "Plus, I need an excuse to see you again."

He seals his promise with a kiss, hands coming up to hold your waist as he presses himself against you.

— ✮ ★ ☆ —

It had been a few months since you and Katsuki had officially started dating. Your mood significantly has changed for the better and made it a lot easier to adjust to having your daughter now finally staying with you instead of her father.

It was hard being able to advocate for yourself but the verdict was in favor since the child should be able to choose where to stay. It did help the fact that your new boyfriend, who you had learned and realized is a top pro-hero in the country, just so happened to bring the best kind of reputation to the courts.

As adults do, you did talk to Mizuki's mother before deciding to fully go through with dating the man. Ultimately it is true that she can't decide what you two do, but you owed it to her for being such a good friend to you and didn't want to step over any toes. She was more than happy to give her blessing and practically threw him over to you, more than happy to let things rest since she is soon to be married anyway.

There was nothing that could prepare you for this turn of events and every day it was easier to wake up feeling happy and blessed. Currently, you just got your culinary degree so that also means one less stress and burden off of your shoulders and another venture soon on the horizon: a head chef.

You just adjusted your graduation gown and looked around for your family, your face immediately lighting up seeing them not too far from where the graduates are exiting. It took almost everything in you not to run in excitement when you were finally able to make it towards them.

"Congratulations, honey!" Your parents are first to engulf you in a hug, the rest of the group close behind. You chuckle as two smaller bodies take your legs, none other than Niyuki and Mizuki claiming each side.

"Congratulations, Mommy!" Niyuki grins up at you.

"Thank you, Niyuki." You lean down to kiss her on the forehead and do the same for Mizuki.

"Do I get a kiss too?"

You look up at the inquisitor, a grin sprouting out on your face as you stand back up. "Of course."

He pulls you in and gives you a kiss, the action getting a mix of responses to the show of affection. Katsuki presents to you a beautifully arranged bouquet along with a promise that there were a lot more gifts back at his place.

Most days in the past you prayed for times like this, but now you were happy you didn't have to anymore.

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yawnzzznnn · 8 months

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We can have a one shot leehan x fem! Member reader where leehan can’t stop kissing her and she ends up all red, out of breath and embarrassed and it happens just before the interview w Korea and during the long, we can notice the embarrassment of the reader while leehan secretly makes fun of her 🤭🤭

☆Lover Boy - Leehan☆

☆Special thanks to: anon, bnd, Leehan

☆Note: sorry this took so long I was on a small break trying to gather my requests all while being in and out the hospital also ngl writing the kiss scene actually got me kicking my feet and giggling

☆TW: teasing : private relationship : established relationship : cursing : lots of kissing : borderline making out : suggestive if you squint : mentions of getting hate : reader is referred to as a girl :

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"Ok your on in 30" BND's manager said as he looked at the boys(and girl) scattered around the room, they all made a noise of acknowledgment before resuming back to whatever they were doing. You currently we're nestled into Leehans side as he played with your fingers and jewelry the stylists scattered around your hands and arms

"Leehan please don't mess anything up" your stylist said as she playfully glared at Leehan causing him to semi role his eyes before brushing her off "why the attitude?" You asked him as you slightly nudged his arm he shook his head no not giving you a real answer

You sighed before deciding not to pry if somthing is bothering him he'll eventually tell you. "On in 20" you heard the manager speak again this time around no one responded and continued to do there own things but did look over at him to make sure he knows they heard

"Leehan let's play a game" you said releasing your arms from his hold and turning to face him causing him to also turn in his seat towards you "what game?" He asked tilting his head to the side "nothing drastic just Rock, Paper, Scissors" you said as you put one of your hands in a fist Infront of you waiting for him to follow

When he did you started the game "Rock! paper! scissors! SHOOT!" you said as you made the scissors shape with your hands and he made the rock shape you sighed in defeat "ok best of 3" you said he giggled a little before continuing once again you lost with paper

"Again again" you said with a determined face he hummed before doing the motions one more time this time you lost again with Rock "ok y'know what let's play a different game" you said giving up and turning back to sit normally in your seat "Nu-uh" he said turning you back around "you owe me a prize" he said leaning closer

"I dont owe you shit" you said "LANGUAGE!" your manager shouted from his seat across the room at you causing you and Leehan to roll your eyes before focusing back on one another "you do tho doesn't the winner always get a prize??" Leehan teased cocking his head to the side "yeah but in this case you don't" you huffed crossing your arms over your chest

"That's not fair anyway I was thinking for my prize..." He trailed off looking at your lips "no" you said shaking your head "you'll mess up my makeup and I don't feel like getting yelled at for it" you finished in a stern tone only for Leehan to shrug you off before leaning in closer "besides you didn't give me my daily kisses today" he whispered for only you to hear "is that what the attitude is about? Because I didn't kiss you?" You teased him in response he rolled his eyes and closed the space between the two of you

The kiss lasted a long while before you patted Leehans shoulder to push him back for air, he chased your lips when you pulled back before grabbing the back of your neck pulling you closer "leehan-" you tried to mutter out instead of pulling back he kissed you deeper "the members" you tried to speaking again although you knew he wouldn't stop till being forced too

"10 mi-" the manager cut himself off seeing the scene Infront of him his sudden shock caused the members to look at what he was starring at before they bursted out in laughter "someone cover Woonhak's eyes" jaehyun laughed out the sudden commotion caused Leehan to pull back and observe what was happening

He looked back at you only to be met with the pillow that was next to you "you idiot!" You yelled out your reaction caused the laughing around the room to intensify Leehan joined in the laughter pulling the pillow away from his face to be met with your bright red cheeks "oh shi-come on everyone your on in 30 seconds" the manager yelled over all the laughter although the members tried to stifle the laughter it was obvious they still were laughing at the situation

The interview started boring as always with you kinda zoning out as well as a few other members when you came back to reality you heard Leehan speaking "isn't it quite flustering Yn?" He asked a teasing tone in his voice causing you to glare at him a few of the members who caught what he said once again tried to hide there laughter "or breath taking?" He continued egging you on

He chilled out with the teasing towards the middle of the I interview although still making sly comments "it's nothing like losing a game of rock paper scissors right?" He said starring at your soul after the interview the members died of laughter as well as Leehan "were gonna see this going everywhere" Woonhak said wiping a fake tear you rolled your eyes "I can't believe you Leehan" you whined out

"I'm officially embarrassed" you mumbled before throwing yourself face first on the couch next to you. Woonhak called it not even an hour after it aired everyone started making ship posts about you and Leehan, people even started throwing hate both of your ways and blaming Koz for putting a girl in a boy group although you and Leehan laughed at the people throwing hate

After the whole thing of was over Leehan would drop subtle hints that the two of you are infact together all while embarrassing you the whole time.

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kodared · 1 year

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☆ Welcome home Neighbor~! ☆

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After having rapid-fire questions shot at you, You begin to feel eyes on you where ever you go.

Chapter 5/?

Word Count: 3178 Out of 12,499

Now that everyone had gathered in Barnaby's house, you really felt small, despite being a totally reasonable human height, it didn't help either that Julie had not left your side. Her opting to sit on the floor while you tried to feel comfortable on the couch with all their eyes on you, Wally still seated beside you with his intense stare.

You let out a nervous cough to try to get the conversation rolling, might as well get their questions over with if they were going to keep staring.

“Uh, so, my name is Y/n, as you have all heard I'm sure,”

Your hands tried desperately to fiddle with anything, you could practically hear your heart in your ears as it felt like it was in your stomach. It was times like these you really wished you stayed near Howdy,

“And I'm a human, I don't know how I got here haha…”

Frank who is currently holding his book reached for a pen that was conveniently on the table and began to write things down if your heart wasn't already pounding hard enough it just got worse. This really felt like an interrogation more than a “Welcome to the neighbourhood” get-together.

Julie was the first to speak up after you spoke, she grabbed lightly onto your arm that was resting on the ledge of the couch excited, she reminded you of your younger cousin.

“Is that why your so warm all the time?”

It was a valid question of her to ask, her skin was felt so it was likely she didn't produce her own heat, the thought though still made a chill go up your spine at just how different you were from your ‘neighbours’

After that unpleasant thought left, you resumed the conversation with Julie,

“Yeah! Humans normally stay at a temperature of like, 98 degrees, anything above 99 is when we get sick,”

Julie's eyes practically shone with curiosity, she was still latched onto your arm as she looked like she was about to speak again before Frank interrupted her,

“Why do you need to stay so hot? Is the climate colder where you are located?”

His eyes looked like they were analyzing you as he held his pen above his notebook, the bar for answers was clearly high and you weren't exactly the best in biology.

“Some places are cold, while some are hotter, but it really depends on where you live,”

Your eyes moved to the shag floor Barnaby had, stimming lightly by tapping your foot, the bouncing provided you comfort until you looked back up to see all their eyes were again on you, ah.

“And that, why do you move like that?”

Frank was writing but seemed to let his questions flow freely as you opened up more to them,

“Like what?”

You stopped bouncing your leg after he asked that, suddenly feeling abnormal as a blush went to your face, you didn't know there was anything wrong with how you moved but maybe there was?

Howdy after noticing you getting flustered proceeds to also put his two cents into the conversation,

“He dont mean no harm in askin’ Y/N, Your just…” He paused, thinking of the right words,

“More, articulated than we are, if that's the right word,”

Wally of course had to share his opinion while Howdy was talking, ruining the one opportunity for you to be calmed down.

“faster too, why do they make you so fast anyways,”

Ignoring Wally again, you responded to Howdy, you felt a little less flustered at his clarification,

“Well, I have bones- ah, I guess wires would be more accurate for you guys, and… harder stuffing, that makes my legs and fingers move as they do,”

Howdy gave you a closed-eyed smile before returning to idly chatting with Barnaby, you hadn't even noticed Barnaby stopped staring, Julie focused her attention now on your hands as she grabbed and gently moved your fingers around.

You didn't mind the feeling so you just let her have her fun as you focused back on Frank,

“Ahem, Yes, I meant no offence Y/N, Thank you for answering. Now, If you don't mind me asking How did you get here?”

Just as you had thought all eyes were off of you, Barnaby and Howdys chat ended and they both seemed to tune into the conversation you and Frank were having, even Eddie seemed eager to know.

“Ah.. well, I don't really know myself,”

You had to lie. Lying to Howdy made you feel bad but this just felt necessary, Wallys staring provided you no help though, you felt as if he could see through you.

“One minute I was walking my dog and the next I was here, I don't know what happened to my dog of course,”

You feigned being sad, even going as far as creasing your eyebrows to further the effect. Julie at least bought it and moved to put her hand on your shoulder in consolation,

“ ‘M sure if they're anything like you Y/N they're doin' just fine!”

You gave Julie a smile, you turned away from her looking back at Frank and you heard her mutter something,

“Who knows maybe they found puppet dogs..!”

Okay, she made you laugh a little, she really reminded you of your cousins that would visit during the holidays. Your audible laugh made Wally's smile grow wider as if that was possible.

“I like your laugh, it's very nice..”

You knew he was probably trying to be nice but you couldn't help not responding, choosing to offer him a smile as well instead of outwardly thanking him. You weren't impolite but you didn't particularly like his vibes, he gave you a feeling of Deja Vu you couldn't quite place.

“I was though really freaked out when I got here, I didn't know where I was and puppets aren't exactly.. Sentient like you all where I'm from.”

Frank took great interest in that, vigorously returning to writing as Howdy let out a small laugh from the kitchen barstool he sat at,

“You can say that again! When you saw me you looked as if you saw a ghost, kickin’ an screamin’ too as I tried to help ya!”

The memory of the previous day hit you and you realized one key flaw in the story you told them all just now.

You told Howdy you were looking for your cat.

If he had noticed he gave no clue about it, his face holding the same smile it always had with his dark green blush still present. You hoped he didn't notice, that would be awkward considering you were staying with him for the foreseeable future.

You tried your best to hide your realization by feigning a laugh as you continued to speak,

“Haha, yeah… I was a bit shocked but you all seem very friendly,”

Eddie smiled and spoke for the first time since he had arrived,

“Your very pleasant yourself Y/N! Even if we did literally run into each other first meeting!”

You laughed along with Eddie, he was probably one of the people you felt you could genuinely trust here. You didn't know if that was because you genuinely liked him or if it was because he looked most like a human, maybe both?

“You're a swell kid’ Y/N!” Barnaby also spoke as he shuffled back into the living room with a plate of cookies, as he set them down he gave you a genuinely warm smile,

“You can stay as long as you need while we figure’ out a way to getcha’ home!”

He moved one of his big paws across Wallys' head to ruffle your hair, making a mess out of it. Not like he could do any more damage than what's been done, of course, you haven't had a proper hair brush in a day or two.

You stuck your tongue out at the Blue dog once he had finished messing up your hair, your hands quickly making work of trying to somewhat fix it before Wally let out a laugh,

“ha ha ha, would you like some of my hair product neighbour? it may help the tangles,”

…Alright that threw you for a loop. You had expected Wally to need some sort of hair product, especially with his pompadour, but you hadn't expected him to notice you needed help with yours so quickly.

“Uh sure Wally, that would be great actuall-”

Before you could finish Julie was again on your arm like a child with their mother, jumping up from her spot on the floor as she made deadly eye contact with Wally,

“I wanna do their hair! We could have a Spa day Y/N! Doesn't that sound fun?”

“ha ha, Julie i think Y/N would rather have me style their hair..”

Were they fighting to spend time with you..? You turned to Wally and saw the same pleased smile on his face that was always there, but there seemed to be a light eyebrow crease on his face, even if he had none.

You turned to Frank and Eddie for help, but Eddie and Frank were too focused on each other it seemed, with Frank holding Eddie's hand as he showed him the notes he was taking..

..Gay puppets, ‘good for them’ you thought. Your last hope being Howdy and Barnaby… Who where gone and cooking something in the kitchen?

With a sigh you felt something grabbing at your other arm, seeing Wally holding on while staring Julie down, If you didn't do something soon they might just fight to see who gets to have human time.

“Uh… how about we all hang out?”

Julie finally stopped basically baring her teeth at Wally and looked at you, her eyes sparkling with excitement again,

“We could have a Group Spa day!!”

…Okay yeah that worked! Maybe through that, you could understand Wally a bit more in the process,

“Mhm! Though Wally for now I would maybe like a hairbrush at least until we could do the Spa day,”

Wally looked at you with his black eyes and nodded, his smile never ceasing, he did though seem entranced by the way your skin felt under his hands, his little felt fingers tapping on your arm.

“of course neighbour! ill grab it and run it to howdy tonight,”

His sleepy eyelids drooped again now that he had relaxed at the prospect of a joint spa day, Happy to have eased the tension between the two you looked at the clock that was on Barnabys' wall.

“It is getting a bit late though, So Julie is it okay if we do it tomorrow? I think i would enjoy it properly when im not tired”

Julie shook her head excited as always,

“Of course of course! I'll go home right now and prepare!”

She sprang up and went for the door, not before announcing her leave, even if she was excited she was also polite to Barnabys' hospitality.

Howdy emerged with Barnaby close behind, he took a look at the clock and made eye contact with you from across the room,

“Ya ready to call it a night Y/N?”

Howdy was an angel incarnate you decided. You nodded and stood from the couch, Wally at the loss of your arm stared at his hand, seemingly startled by how the feeling of warmth left his fingers.

“Yeah! Thank you for inviting me over Barnaby, and it was a pleasure to meet you Frank,”

You held your hand out for him to shake, and he returned the handshake..

…Though he held on a bit longer than expected, he seemed to be analyzing your hands, Eddie being the kind soul he was gently tapped Frank and he let go.

You left Barnabys, following Howdy as you both walked back to the Bugdega.

As you passed the red house with eyes you walked faster and stayed a bit closer to Howdy than normal, Howdy paid no mind to it though as he seemed to be lost in his own head, he stared at the stars with his lower arms crossed while his upper tapped his chin.

“...Something on your mind Howd’s?”

Your stomach dropped as he looked at you with a worried expression taking hold of his features, he was one of the few with eyebrows so it was easy to tell when he was distraught.

“Just a small thing… truthfully its nothing!”

He knew, didn't he?

“Look I'm sorry Howdy, it just slipped my mind and i-”

“It's okay! I just thought humans had to eat consistently or they would struggle to walk?”

…what

Your confusion must have been evident as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders, which was probably the best he could do at the height difference.

“When we get back to the Bugdega im makin’ sure you eat! Even if I'm not the best cook,”

You let out a laugh of relief, Howdy was just concerned because you hadn't eaten. Oh bless his heart, this man was probably the walking definition of sweet as candy.

The rest of the walk to Howdys shop was enveloped in a comforting silence, The red house being long forgotten behind you now.

It didn't forget you though.

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Howdy will swear up and down he's not a good cook but the dinner he made you proved otherwise. For a man who held no taste buds himself he cooked a damn good Spaghetti.

You sat on your cot restless as the grandfather clock ticked on and on, you knew by now Howdy was asleep in his room, which you had now learned was connected by the small hallway branching off of the living room you were in.

He didn't wrap you completely this time but he offered to tuck you in, he meant well of course but you simply blushed and politely declined. You had a feeling if he tucked you in you wouldn't be able to move at all, and maybe that was the reason why he did it?

Either way, you put it you were still awake in his living room, not able to sleep. Wally had never brought you a hairbrush and the mats that were forming in your hair were uncomfortable.

So with cautious steps, you walked back up the stairs to go to the bathroom, aiming to get a few sips of water from the sink before you tried to rest again. You got your water and smoothed down your hair again, your nails getting caught in the knots that formed in the back.

However, even after doing that, you didn't feel like going to sleep, as you walked out into the Shop you lay your head down on the smooth, cold counter.

You don't know what was so nice about this counter but it felt well-loved and cold. Even at times like these, you preferred sleeping on top of a cold pillow.. Or counter in your case.

As you lay there and daydreamed for a moment or two, you felt a small thought nagging at the back of your head,

Did your jacket always have this many pockets?

You had owned this jacket for years, of course, it was your favourite after all, especially for when you and your friends would go on adventures.

That's why you liked it so much, it could hold a lot while still letting you move around quickly.

As you felt around your jacket and smoothed out any sections that felt off, you heard something crinkle as your hand passed over one more time for good measure.

With curious eyes, you opened your jacket to look at the inside pockets, and it looked like it was… sewn shut?

That was odd. The only person who owned sewing kits that you knew of was Howdy, and he wasn't the type of guy to go in your clothes. And even then, why would he stitch up a pocket?

You picked at the stitching though and were able to pull whatever was sealed inside out, suddenly everything came back all at once.

Like a suppressed memory you remembered why the house was so familiar. And why Wally staring shook you to your core.

He was the one who sent you here.

He had to be. After all, he has been giving you awful feelings of Deja Vu since you arrived, not to mention he practically sent you into a PTSD episode the first night you met.

Lost in your panicked thoughts as you unfolded the papers, you heard a knocking at the Store door, only to see Wally Standing there.

It was late in the night. You were terrified and alone.

Except you weren't, Howdy was just downstairs, and you knew this now.

The knocking began again as you looked back at the doors, He held something in his hand, and you didn't care to find out what it was. In the shadows, he looked like nothing more than a figure with eyes, and you weren't going to find out what he wanted.

You frantically flung the office door open as you ran through, practically tripping on your own feet as a cold sweat went down your spine. The metal door hit the wall with a loud “BANG”.

You heard the glass doors of Howdys shop opening as you ran, damn Howdy for not locking his doors!

You ran down the steps as fast as you could, and you weren't one to invade a man's privacy but you had no choice.

You ran to where Howdys door was and knocked frantically, you had no clue what time it was but you knew by now Howdy was definitely asleep.

You heard shuffling both behind and in front of you as you desperately held onto Howdys door handle, seconds away from opening it yourself before Howdy opened it, clearly still groggy and startled.

“Y/N..? Whats wron-?”

Before he could finish his sentence though you shot behind him, moving under his arms to get into his room before finally falling and breaking into hyperventilating.

Howdy must not have seen anything because before you knew it he was shutting the door and clicking on a lamp, as he crouched in front of you his arms where held in the air, almost as if he was approaching a frightened animal.

“Woah! Woah love’bug, calm down your alright,”

You sat up from your spot on the floor and with a paranoid mind hugged Howdy tight, still sobbing into his pyjama shirt, terrified.

“Its alright, Your okay, Bad dream?”

…You didn't want to explain to Howdy what had happened, yet. So you simply nodded and curled into his touch, you felt like a child.

“Your okay. Get some shut-eye Y/N, Your safe.”

Without much complaint, you nodded off as Howdy scooped you up off the ground and placed you on his bed, the last touch you felt being his hand on your head as you dozed off into a peaceful sleep.

The feeling of eyes was gone for now.

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wonderinglostsoul · 1 year

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Criminal Mind Fanfic

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: You are an FBI agent with a past and you were about to enter the BAU.

Trigger warning: BAU stuff like killing, violence, assault, mention of rape and suicide. I tried not to get too graphic with the decription

Note: This is a slow burn so I hope you can bare with me. I am trying to make it as short as possible. ( I actually wrote this note when I am writing the first chapter and now I have 8 chapters on my draft sooooooooo)

I know that it is a long read but I tried to make each chapter as interesting as possible by adding some case. And as a reward here is a smiling Thomas Gibson

You can view other chapters on Wattpad

Master list:

Chapter 1

You arrived at the BAU one hour earlier. No one was there yet so you roam around the office to make yourself busy, trying not to touch anything. You don’t want to evade any privacy or think that you were snooping even before you get the job.

As you roam around you study each of the desk. There is a desk with a lot of books and science fiction stuff. The desk was tidy but not organize. You know that this is a guy in his late 20s. He was hired by the FBI not because of his strength but his intelligence.

The next table was easier to identify because of a family picture on the table. It was the blonde woman who is an FBI and her husband? You figure that he is a cop. You were about to go to the next table when one of the office at the top of the stairs open.

“Can I help you?” A man says with a soft voice. He is fit, tall and handsome. You can see a hint of tiredness in his eyes. Or was it sadness? All you know is that he havent left his office since yesterday. You got a glimpse of the name tag on the door. It says Aaron.

“Mr. Aaron Hotchner, Hi I am [Y/N/L].” You hurriedly went upstair and held out your hand. “Nice to meet you sir”

He shakes your hand and spoke “You too. But you were early, our meeting was not supposed to be in an hour. Please come in” He opened the door.

When you enter the room you see some paper works. He go to one end of the table and he asked you to sit on another.

He read your file. You know that half of it are true but the other half? Its only your previous boss knows.

“This is a good recommendation that you’ve got. However, your experience with the bureau is… short. I am not sure if it can be sufficient with what we need right now.” He said while he continue reading your resume. You can see the hesitation on his face.

“I do understand that you wanted to hire someone who has experience. But I know that I can be of help with you here, sir. I can be of help so you dont have to pull all this all nighter and spend the rest of your time with your son.” You told him. He looked at you intently. You knew that he was not convinced but both of you also know that this interview is just a formality. Hotchner does not want to hire anyone through nepotism. And this scenario reminds him of how Emily Prentiss started in BAU and he is afraid that the history will repeat it self

He sighed and put the folder down. “ I want to be honest with you,” he said in a low serious voice. “I dont know who you are but everyone on the higher ups wanted me to hire you. But this job. What we do, its important and dangerous and if I cannot trust you or you lacking the experience you might be endangering us all”

“Then try me.” You said, sighing in between smile. “If my experience is not enough for you then put me on the field so I can show you what I can do. I know that I have all these backers but I also studied behavioral science and profiling so I know what I am doing. I pass my exam here in Quantico so I am qualified as any of the agents here. I am top of my class. ” You said with conviction. A knock on the door interrupted your meeting. The door opens and a bubbly blonde open the door. You figure out that she was not the same kind of agent that you are.

“I’m sorry, sir but the Texas PD called and they need our help.” She said.

“Thank you, Garcia. Tell everyone to meet at the conference room.” He said.

“Yes, sir.” She said then closed the door.

“I hope you have your travel bag with you. Follow me please.” He stand up and headed to the door.

We arrived at the conference room and everyone fell silent and looked at us.

“Everyone this is [Y/N]. She will be part of the team “Probationally”.” Hotchner Said emphasizing the probationally.

He starts introducing everyone. Reid, the guy with all the book, Jennifer, the woman with a kid and cop husband, Penelope, the girl who knocks at the Hotchner’s door, Morgan and Rossi.

They were talking about a mass shooting in Texas but they cannot find the shooter.

“An L.D.S.K. “Reid said as a matter of fact.

“What is L.D.S.K?” You asked.

“Long distance serial killer” Reid answers.

“A sniper?” You asked. Hotchner click the remote and shows the victims photo.

“Most likely yes. It seems that the victims were being assassinated. The shooter is from a high a place and shot in the victims in the head and the trajectory of the bullet is in downward position” Hotchner explained. Great! You thought. The last thing you need is a case related to your past

“We need to go to texas. wheels up in 30.” Hotchner added and then he headed out of the conference room.

Everyone started to stand up and followed hotchner. You stayed because you thought of something but Morgan interrupted your thought.

“Hey newbie, you coming?” He said,

“Yes, yes.” You said absentmindedly.

You arrived at the jet. Good thing that your previous boss told you to ready a travel bag because this assignment requires a lot of traveling. Derek and Reid are already seated beside each other, in-front of them is JJ. So you seated at the long couch beside them. Rossi and hotchner was seated at the other side of the plane. The screen opens and Garcia was at the monitor. Rossi and hotchner both stand up and join your area. Rossi seated beside you and hotchner seated on the armrest beside Rossi.

They started to discuss about the victimology. 2 of the victims are male both from a different age group and industry.

“I remember one of our L.D.S.K unsub. The nurse. He would use his car to hide himself and shoot his victim.” Morgan suggested

“Yes but he was not aiming for the head. He was only aiming for the stomach. And he was shooting as many victims as he could so he can save them. But this new unsub kills all the victim.” Reid said.

“Of course you remember it correctly. This is were you got your gun right, out of hotch pity because you saves his life.” Morgan teasing.

“I was able to pass my exam after that so I earned it fair and square” Reid answered.

“Alright, how about you [Y/N] do you have your gun. If not, I think Reid’s whistle is around here somewhere. “Morgan teases and started looking around

“She has a perfect score on her qualifying exam. She has the license to use any kind of guns” Hotchner said. You glance at him and you saw that he was looking at you. Everyone fell silent so try to join the quip.

“I can teach you when we comeback” You told Reid with a smile. “ But my tip is to Aim, shoot and follow thru.”

“Thats the same tip from hotch.” You look at hotchner and he was still looking at you intently so you smiled at him. To stop the awkwardness you address garcia,

“Garcia, do you know the height of the victim?”

“Not yet but I will send you the details as soon as I got the ME.” Penelope responded,

“And can you please check the trajectory of the bullet. Can they Identify the angle?” You added

“For what?” JJ asked,

“To find where the shooter was located during the shooting. We can narrow down the buildings and floors to search.” Rossi answered JJ. “That was impressive [Y/N]. You seems to know a lot about balistc.”

“Yeah” You answered.

“Rossi, [Y/N] and Reid, go to the hospital and check the bodies, you can get your answers there. Morgan, JJ go to the lasted crime scene. I will meet at the texas pd.” Hotchner ordered. They all go back to their seat. You read your case file again and analyze the crime scene.

“Newbie, what’s your story” Morgan asked you.

“What do you mean?” You answered peaking from the case file.

“What do you do before you join the BAU?” He asked, everyone was waiting for you to answer. Even Hotchner put down his case file to listen.

Of course you cannot tell them who you really are. It is confidential and they might not understand even if you tell them. So just tell them all the half truth on your resume. You study behavioral science and profiling in quantico. At the same time you do trainings to be a field agent. You have a short stint as an undercover agent and then you asked to be transferred to BAU to pursue your dream job and become a profiler.

“Why is it that your dream job is to become a profiler? It seems rare to find someone with that dream.” JJ asked.

“Because I can read people easily like an open book. For instance, you are married with 2 kids. You grew up in a farm and based on your body built you are athletic. When we are waiting for take off, you ere fidgeting your phone, contemplating whether to call or not but you opted to text. I concur that you had a fight with your husband and you just inform him that you were on the plane and might not be home tonight. I can go on but I dont want to be rude. But I guess you got my point.” You said apologetically.

“Thats amazing,” JJ said still in shock.

“I know, but it seems that I cannot read 100% of who they are and it still puzzles me how they can kill so many people. Do they have remorse or do they enjoy it so much. All I know is that there are alot of things that you can learn with the human behaviour.” You said passionately.

“I hope you’ll get what you needed here. “ JJ said warmly.

“Thanks” you answered,

The plane landed in Texas. When you embarked to the tarmac you see 3 cars waiting for you. You follow Reid and Rossi to the hospital.

At the hospital you confirmed that the unsub did the shooting at a high place. Approximately 18 floors. You asked garcia if there are building like that in a 10 mile radius and she confirm that there are 17 buildings. you were able to narrow it down because of the position of the victim when it falls. He was laying on his back so most likely he was facing the direction of the shooter.

You call Hotch and mentioned this to him. He asked Morgan and JJ to join you so that you can check floors 17 to 19.

You were able to find the bullet casing on the 18th floor and handed them with the ballistic team. Hotch asked you all to go back to the station to round up your findings.

On the way Garcia was able to find the connection on the victims. They were a member of robbers who were responsible on robbing a bank in the early 90’s. The statue of limitation was about to expire soon and they can now used the marked money that they were able to rob during that time. The team figures that one of the member was trying to eliminate the others to have all the share by themselves. There are still 3 members alive.

The team was able to profile the suspect. Male in their late 40s early 50s. Previous member of a gang. Not really an anti social but does not have any committed relationship in the past years.

The team investigated the bank robbery to identify the other suspect. You spent almost the whole day and still does not got anything. Hotch told everyone to go back to the hotel take a rest and start fresh tomorrow.

You were walking at the corridor when Hotch called you. You glance back and said “What’s up?”

“You did great a while ago at the building. You were able to identify the crime scene. It seems to me that you really know a lot with regards to guns and ballistic but it does not show in your resume.”

“It was just a hobby.” You said defensively. “I also read alot of cases before thats why I knew how to examine medical reports. And I guess watching alot of criminal drama also do good.” You told him smiling. Hotchner just nod but still examining you.

“Sure. Rest up and have a good night.” He bid you good night and open his door. You make way to your own room and started to settle in.

The next morning you all reconvene at the station. This time you made the connection. You were separated in 3 teams and went to each suspects house. All of them was out. On the 2 of the suspect you saw letters asking them to meet at the nearby plaza but the other one did not. Now you knew who is the unsub. Hotchner asked everyone to meet there but before you go with Hotchner to the car you realized something.

“Hotchner, wait!” Hotch glance back at you, holding the car door.

“I dont think that the unsub will be at the meeting place. If he used a sniper before, I bet he will also use one here. He will hunt both of them down.”

“You’re right!” He get his phone and dialed Garcia.

“How can I help you today lovely people.” Garcia greeted at the other side of the phone.

“Garcia, can you find a building near the park. around 10mile radius.”

“There are several, ma’am.”

“How about High rise building with atleast 18 floor?” Hotchner asked.

“There are 7 but there is one building with exactly 18 floors and the highest floor is currently renovated. I will send you the address.”

“Thank you!” You and Hotchner both shouted. You go in the car. Reid was waiting for you. While driving you called everyone and mentioned your finding. You will go to the building while the rest will go to the park. Hotchner also asked back up. While on the way you saw a taller building, atleast 20 floors high. You ask Hotchner to stop.

“Stop the car!” You shouted.

“Why did you find anything?” Hotchner asked.

“I am about to. You go to that building that garcia mentioned. I will check something here.” You said in a hurry. You were about to go down. When Hotchner asked you to stop.

“I did not authorized you to do any of this unless you tell me why. Why do you need to go to that building. What is the connection to the case?”

“I cannot tell you just yet. But I can promise you that I can help. just please trust me on this. If I screw up then fire me right here. Just trust me please.” But you know he will not do that so you immediately grab the black bag you stash under the seat and jump out the car. You heard the car go away but you did not look back.

You run in the building and asked the guard that you need to go to the roof. You show your FBI ID badge and they escort you immediately. When you were at the last floor you asked the guard to stay put and dont approach the rooftop until you said so.

When you are at the rooftop, you open your bag. Inside is your sniper. Which you always bring anywhere with you. What was not added in your resume is that you were a trained sniper of the FBI. You are one of the best there is. You assemble the gun and insert some bullets.

You position your gun and look into the scope to locate the building that Garcia mentioned. You scan the top floor and saw the UnSub. He was preparing to shoot. You scan the park and saw the target and you also saw Morgan, JJ and Rossi approaching the 2 targets. When suddenly each of the swat team started falling down. You knew that the unsub was shooting. Before anything else, you point your gun to the unsub. You can see him smiling. And with your instinct you pull the trigger. It hit the unsub in the head. You saw his gun fall on the ground when he lose grip and fell down. Your heart was raising. This is the first time that you use your sniper after that unfortunate event. You were still looking at the scope when you saw Hotchner go to the window trying to find the one who shoot the unsub but you know he will not find you because you are a few miles away that the naked eye cannot see anymore. You look at him at scope for a while. Trying to read his facial expression. You know that he knew you were the one who did this so you know that he was angry at you. But when you look intently at his face, it was not anger, but rather worry that was registering in his face. He was scanning every single building around but to no avail. He frowned then you saw Reid joined him. He talked to Hotchner. Based on his lip movement you read that the others are fine and the officer that was hit was not critical. You smiled and put away your gun.

You retrieve the bullet casing and put it on your pocket. You went down and join the team at the park.

When JJ see you she was surprised.

“I thought you were with Hotch and Reid at the building where the UnSub is?” JJ asked

“Something happened thats why we have to split. How’s everyone? “ you answered her

“Everyone was fine. Some of the SWAT Team got shot as we approached the target but there were graze, I dont think the UnSub has any intention to kill them.” Morgan answered.

“And what will happened to the robbers?” You asked him

“The statue of limitation will not expire until tomorrow so they can still be arrested.” Morgan answered. You smiled.

“Thats great.” You know they have questions. Its not normal that the boss will let someone alone especially during they apprehension of the suspect. And the bag that you carry. You look more suspicious than any unsub there is. But you know that this is your last day. so you do not care anymore.

When you arrived at the station you saw Hotchner. He was shocked for a second to see you and is that a hint of relief? No, you must be imagining. And in a split second his face become serious again. He raised on eyebrow and then look away. You know that you were fired the moment you left that car. So you just approached him holding your badge.

“Sir,” You said in a low voice. When he turn around you stretched your arm, offering him your badge. He just raised his eyebrow again at the sight of the badge then he look at you

“We will talk when we arrive in Quantico.” He said then turn back to whatever he was doing. You retrieve your hand and walk away, joining the rest of the team.

The plain ride was excruciating. Hotchner was quiet and pretending you did not exist. The rest was minding also there own business. So you just lay down on the couch and tried to snooze all the noises. You cannot believe that you were able to screw your dream job.

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「ᴛɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴘᴘɪɴɢ ~」

Scenario:Gift Shopping With Yosano

Pairing: akiko Yosano x fem!reader(platonic)

Genre: fluff

A/N:Hi everyone! Hope everything thing is great and your Christmas has been merry ☺️ I got myself to write and i hope yall like it!

It was the Christmas season and yosano had gifts to buy!

And of course she made her bestie come along with her, an extra set of hands never hurt anyone~

“So, kiko, where to first?” You asked, arm interlocked with akiko.

“Hmm i think we’ll start with some dress shopping?Finding some new Christmas outfits sounds like a good place to start~” she said as she dragged you into a department store.

Red,green,black and even navy blue.

about a thousand dresses had been tried on between the two of you.

“Hmm how does this look on me?” She asked as she twirled in a sequined navy blue dress. Of course she looked magnificent, and she knew it, but your opinion meant a lot to her too.

“I think this one suits you best ‘kiko!l it goes perfectly and with the pearls you bought the other day, it’d be perfect!” You said matter of factly.

“Hmm i think you’re right! I’ll get this one, but what about you?” She asked as she disappeared back into the changing room to change back into her regular clothes.

“Hmm i think ill get the black dress i wore earlier!”

“The one with the star detailing?”

“Yup that’s the one!”

“Ooh that one didd look great on you~perfect choice y/n”

She stepped out of the dressing room and the two of you paid and checked out.

You also got a pair of black wedge heels while she chose some silver ballet heels.

“Now what?” You asked

“Now for present shopping, i havent bought the other’s gifts yet.” She said as she looked through her bag for what you assumed was a list “what about you?,” she resumed after pulling out a crumpled piece of paper.

“Yeah even I haven’t started on that yet…” you replied.

“Oh well then! Dont let me see my present.”she said with a wink

You laughed along, but little did she know you’d already bought her present! A gold and silver necklace with a butterfly charm to match her head piece.

You continued on and watched as she bought atsushi a new pair of boots, dazai,a few roles of bandages, Kunikida,a new pen(he keeps breaking his thanks to dazai),kenji a new hat, fukuzawa, a cat plushie, ranpo a gift voucher for the local sweet shop,kyouka a new bunny plushie,haruno a new blouse,mii a Christmas themed cat-costume and the tanizakis a pair of matching sweatshirts.

You followed suit and bought your colleagues presents as well and after all of that tedious work, you both gave the gifts over to be wrapped and headed to the spa to relax,after which you headed back to the ada apartments,bid farewell to eachother and it was then that you realised you hadnt seen what she’d bought for you…

Sneaky…how so very yosano of her

“Well,” you said to yourself as you snuggled in with a cup of hot cocoa, “guess ill have to wait and see.”

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hi! sooo, i'm not sure if you're taking requests atm but if you don't it's totally fine pls ignore me, i could not find any notice in your blog. I think your writing is really really cool and i hope my request is not too dull or boring for your amazing brain 🥹 So it's about chan x idol!fem reader in which reader is itzy's oldest member and they are secretly dating and some other problematic male idol (it can be fictional if you're not comfortable with using anyone's name) said gross stuff about reader during a live or variety show and chan gets rlly mad so during chan's room he starts rambling about respecting girls and stuff and accidentally lets it slide that he loves the reader and even though her name is not said everyone knew who he was talking about. so in the end they discuss whether go public or not, an open ending would be nice but i live it up to you, anything you decide will be the best<3 I hope this was not too long 😭 sorry if it was, you really don't have to write this, i support all of your work 💓💓💓

i can never find a request boring or dull! ty for your kind words and request, sweetie. I hope it was what you wanted! also, ty for being so patient. i hope you dont mind, but i changed it to an awards show 🥺 i hope you enjoy and let me know what you think! 🖤🥰

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🐺: pairing: Idol Bang Chan x Idol F!reader

🐺: genre: fluff, angst

🐺: synopsis: chan and reader are in a secret relationship. When an unpleasant event happens to reader, chan let it slip on live that he is in love

🐺: warnings: suggestive at beginning and end. pushy behaviour, rejection, creepy behaviour

🐺: words: 3.4k

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“Chan, stop. We shouldn’t be doing this!” You whispered

“I know, but just 5 more minutes. I’ve been working all day and i need a refresh” Chan whined

“And I suppose I'm the refreshment you need?” you cocked your eyebrow up. Chan nodded and hummed before resuming his early position in planting soft kisses along your neck. You laughed, giving in and tilting your head to the side, allowing more access for Chan.

His hands firmly planted on your soft ass, squeezing it occasionally as his soft lips planted delicate kisses along your fair skin. The smell of your body lotion and perfume hitting his nostrils, driving his senses into overdrive.

“Shit. You’re driving me insane.” He pressed his body flush against yours, your hands finding their way to the back of his head, fingers tangling in his curly locks. You hummed, closing your eyes, allowing yourself to be taken away in this blissful moment. Chan started rutting against you, soft pants leaving his lips. You grunted, tugging at the strands of hair.

It wasn't until Chan sunk his teeth into your neck that your eyes snapped open. You pulled away and looked at Chan.

“Channie! I said no marks!” You whined. Chan looked at you sheepishly, grinning. It was obvious that he was pleased about what he just did.

“I’m sorry.” You squint your eyes at him, bottom lip stuck out in a pout.

“No you’re not.” You mumbled. Chan laughed and agreed with you. You playfully slapped his chest, rolling your eyes before grinning at your boyfriend. You took your phone out off your pocket, eyes widening at the amount of messages that had been left by your band member, Yeji.

“Fuck, i have to go Chan.” Chan whined, trapping you in his strong arms. You laughed and wiggled in his arms, trying to set yourself free. Chan watched and grinned at your attempts. “Let me go!” Chan laughed some more, clearly amused at watching you flail around in his arms.

“Kiss.” He puckered his lips to which you laughed at and shook your head.

“Then will you let me go? I have to go practice for the awards show me and ITZY will be attending later.”

“Oh yeah! I will be watching you, babe.” You grinned. You pressed your lips against his. Chan unwillingly loosened his arms from around you. You fixed your hair and make-up before grabbing the handle of the storage room door.

“I’ll text you later.” Chan nodded and gave your ass a little pat. You blushed as chan winked at you.

“I’ll look forward to it, babe.”

You opened the storage door slowly, looking both directions several times to see if anyone was around. Once you were sure it was all clear, you rushed off to the dance room, where your members were waiting.

You and Chan have been dating for 5 months. You’ve kept it a secret from your members as well as the public. You couldn't risk the public finding out that the oldest member of ITZY is dating SKZ’s Bang Chan. The paparazzi would have a field day if they learnt that two members under the same label are dating. Although dating an idol is not prohibited, it’s not advised purely because the company doesn't want to have to deal with unnecessary media backlash - which is fair enough.

Having to keep it a secret from your girlfriends has been rough. You tell each other everything and having to hide this from them is killing you. It’s not that you don't trust them, you’re just scared of the backlash it could cause. What if they hate you? What if they decide to kick you out of the group? Belittle you and ostracize you? Chan had told one of his members about the two of you, he kinda had to when Minho walked in on you both with your tongues down each other's throat. Minho wouldn't have caught you both if you didn't decide to make out in the dance practice room - in your defence, it was Chan’s idea though.

As you were making your way to the practise room, you bumped into a fellow male idol. You grimaced when you realize who it was, Ji-hoon. He was a fairly new idol, impressing JYP with his rap and dance skills which, of course, lead him to mainly do rap. Although it wasn't your taste, you had to give him credit where it was due.

You didn't like him. There was something off about him that you couldn't quite put your finger on. He claims he is the best rapper in the company - which is 100% bull. He comes off as egotistical and whilst there is nothing wrong with being proud of what you can do, you can also be humble about it and not push it in others' faces.

He’s problematic. He acts like a spoiled toddler and even has the guts to argue with the big boss - which no one dares do. You don't understand why JYP just doesn't kick him out.

“Ah. sorry.” You said bluntly. Ji-hoon smirked at you, making you feel sick to your stomach.

“No problem, pretty girl.” Ji-hoon also likes to think that he can get any girl he wants because he has money, fame and power.

“Don’t call me that.”

“Why not? Don't you like it when I call you that, pretty girl?” He leaned in, his hot breath fanning on your face. You tilted your head to the side, face scrunching up with disgust.

“I do not. It’s disrespectful to call someone who is older and has been working under this company something like that.” You replied bluntly. This only caused Ji-Hoon to smirk even more, his hands grabbing your wrists.

You fight back your Flight or fight mode, aware of where you are. You clenched your jaw as a cold sweat ran across your body. You bawled your hands into fists to stop him from taking your hand.

“Let me take you on a date.”

“Absolutely not.” You replied without a second of thinking. A date? With this piece of shit? You’d rather be fed your least favourite food than go on a date with this scumbag.

“Why not?”

“Don't want to and I don't have time.”

“Please baby. I can treat you real good. I have money.” You looked at him for the first time since your accidental interaction.

“What part of no don't you understand? Is this your attempt at trying to get a girl to date you? If so, it's pathetic, Ji-Hoon. Pushing the fact that you have money, power and fame to get into some girl panties is fucking pathetic Ji-Hoon. How you became an idol and are still an idol is mind boggling to me. Now, if you don't mind, I have somewhere I need to be.” You tried to release his grip from his hand to which he tightened. You winced in pain. “You’re hurting me!”

Just as he was about to speak, Chan approached you both. He looked down at you, seeing Ji-hoon’s hand tightly around your wrist, your face red with anger and twisted in disgust and desperation. Tears were slowly filling up your eyes as you struggled against him. Chan didn't like what he saw so he walked to you, placing a soothing hand on your shoulder.

You jumped before looking up and feeling relief wash over you.

“Is everything ok?” Chan looked down at you, worry laced his features. As you opened your mouth, Ji-Hoon spoke, letting go of your wrists.

“Everything is fine here.” You swallowed, rubbing your wrist. “I better get going. See you later, pretty girl.” Ji-Hoon walked past you and winked. You turned your head to the side, Chan squeezing your shoulder. Once he was out of sight, Chan took your wrist in his hand gently, inspecting it for any damage.

You looked down, hair hiding your face. Chan lifted your chin up with his hand and looked at you, his eyes filled with worry and anger.

“Are you okay, babe?” He whispered. You nodded slowly.

“Yeah, he’s just a piece of shit. He wanted to take me out on a date and when I said no, he tried to use his money and fame to get me. Pathetic.” You mumbled. Chan furrowed his brows together.

“Want me to walk you the rest of the way?” You nodded slowly, a small whisper in the form of “yes” left your lips.

The night of the awards show arrived. You and your members have been practicing from day and night to make sure your performance is the best. Your night consisted of having your photos taken by paparazzi, being social with other idols and taking selfies. ITZY’s time to perform and you put on the best show imaginable. Mainly for your fans but you knew that Chan was watching you and that spurred you on. Being able to hear his praises made you feel giddy inside. You love it as much as you love him.

The time finally came for the winners to be announced. Many famous faces won awards, your group being one of them. You was hyped and tearful. As you gave out a speech thanking your friends, the company, the people who helped you make it possible, tears fell down your cheeks which you laughed at and wiped them with your hand.

You returned to your table, picking up your alcoholic beverage and saying a small cheer with your members. Your focus switched onto the next upcoming award - best newcomer. You were shocked to see that Ji-Hoon was nominated but even more surprised when he won. You rolled your eyes, watching him cheer himself on playing up to the cameras. You sighed as he took the award from the presented, winking at her before making a speech.

The speech was nothing too interesting, just your generic thank you’s. Until he mentioned you. Your ears perked up, attention on him for the first time that night. He mentioned how he asked you out on a date and you rejected him. He proceeded to act innocent, act like he didn't understand why you would turn down such a ‘nice guy’ He said awful things about you, degrading you, claiming he didn't understand why you were an idol and that you only got in because you’re female. He mentioned how you looked and how you presented yourself - defaming your character. It was clear he was still angry at you but why did he feel the need to do this? In front of the media. In front of other idols. Did he think that if he continued to disrespect, not just you, but females in general, he would get a shot.

You pressed your lips together in a thin line, tears falling down your cheeks. Yeji and Ryunjin shuffled closer to you, hands soothing your back. Yeji grabbed a napkin, dabbing at your wet cheeks. You turned your back away from the cameras that were glaring at you as you recomposed yourself.

“You okay, (Y/N)?” Yeji asked, worry lacing her features. You shook your head a simple no, not trusting your own voice to not break. “Do you need some fresh air?” You nodded yes. Yeji stood up with you, taking your hand and walking outside to get some air.

You couldn't believe this. You knew he was a jackass but this? This just tops it all off. He’s nothing more than an entitled, spoiled brat who thinks he owns you. All you could think about was that you hoped Chan didn't see or hear it.

He did.

He saw it on Tv, on social media, in the news. It was everywhere. Photos where you were listening, looking distressed. Videos of you turning your back and Yeji wiping your tears. Photos of you leaving the venue.

He was pissed.

He was pissed not only because his loved one was spoken about like a piece of shit, but pissed that a male species dared speak about women like that. He couldn't stay silent about the situation, so on the next Chan’s room, he brought it up.

It started with the usual beginning - Charmer playing whilst he got set up. He took a few breaths in, calming down before appearing on camera. The comments section going wild with various hello’s in Korean and in English. Chan said his usual hello’s, spoke about what he had been up to, played a few song requests and read a few comments.

“What do you think about the situation that happened at the awards?”

Chan let out a sigh, putting down his phone and readjusting his beanie.

“I think it’s disgusting. It’s disgusting how he was able to speak like that in front of many important people and his elders. It’s disgusting how he says those things. They are such a sweet and adorable person who wouldn't harm anyone or say anything to harm others. I don't understand the mindset of some people.”

Chan rubbed his face before continuing. “It’s ridiculous to think that some males think they’re entitled to females and because of this small minded way of thinking, they are so disrespectful towards them. Think of your mothers, your sisters, your aunties if you even dare think about saying something disrespectful. How would they feel?” Chan’s anger was slowly becoming visible the more he spoke about it.

“They are such an amazing and beautiful person. They are hardworking and never rests until it is perfect. I have watched them countless times in the dance room practicing one more over and over again until it is perfect. I have worked on a few tracks with them, helping them learn the ropes of music software and how to mix things together. They tried for hours on end to get a sample track right. they did not rest until they loved it and thought it was something worth putting out. I had to remind them that it’s a sample track - just a test but they refused to listen.” Chan laughed, his facial features softening as he spoke about you.

“They’re like that. They never listen to what I have to say.They’re stubborn too. When I tell them something won't work, they try their hardest to make it work. They’re also there for everyone and give the best advice. They’re everyone's support. They have such a kind soul and are so precious to me and to many others.” The comments were going wild with who Chan could potentially be talking about - many of them guessing correctly. It was clear to the fans from old photos and videos where you have both attended events, that you are close.

Chans hand to the small of your back. Your cheeks flushed pink. Your enthusiasm when you see him perform. Your shyness when he would body roll, showing off those abs he works hard on. Chan is the same. Seeing you perform on stage made his eyes sparkle, like a child being face to face with a lifetime supply of toys. You would always hang out with each other - gossiping. Of course, your group and his would also talk and mingle with each other, but you and Chan would only be focusing on one another. Chan's hand on your thigh subtilty, leaning in to whisper something seductive in your ear. He’s cheeky like that.

Soon, speculation circulated between the two fandoms on whether you two are dating. Some saying you’re not and some saying you are - that the evidence is clear as day. Whatever the outcome may be, many said they would support you both.

It was like time stood still for chan. He forgot where he was and what he was doing because before he could register what he was about to say, three words spilt from his lips at lightning speed.

“I love them.”

The comments went wild - ecstatic that it was true. After all the speculation and the back and forth between the two fandoms, Chan has just confirmed that you two are dating. Your name may not have been mentioned, but fans are smart, they are like detectives.

Chan's eyes widened once he realized what he just said. He glanced at the comments saying they were right the whole time and that it was you chan is dating. Some say they found it so adorable how smitten Chan is for you and that they support you both.

Even though Chan was relieved to see comments like that, no one knew about you both apart from Minho. Panic set in and he tried his best to diverte and deny which ended up in failure. He averted the topic onto something else before ending and grabbing his phone, pulling up your contact.

Channie 🐺💘: i fucked up.. x

You: whats up, babe? x

Channie 🐺💘: did you not watch my live? x

You: sadly not 😢 i've been practicing and then had to go shopping. Why? Something happened? x

Channie 🐺💘: uhhhhhh. I might have let it slip that we’re dating… x

You: What?! How? x

Channie 🐺💘: i went on a rant about what happened the other night and i got lost in thoughts and i might have mentioned that i love you… i didn't mention your name but the fans are so fking smart.. x

You: awe chan 🥰 i love you too! But still, what do we do? x

Channie 🐺💘: met me at the company and we talk about it x

You: okay. There in 5 x

You put on your shoes, rushing out off your home and sprinting it down to the company. Chan was waiting for you, visibly stressed and worried. You couldn't help but feel sorry for him. You approached him, pulling him into a big hug.

“It’s okay, channie. Whatever happens, we can work through it - together.” Chan nuzzled his face into your neck, taking deep breaths of your scent to calm himself down.

“I'm so sorry.” He whispered. You stroked his head gently.

“It’s okay Chan. I'm not mad at you. I found it quite sweet and adorable.” Chan pulled his face away from your neck. You stroked his cheek gently.

“What do we do? Do we come out to the public, to the company, to our friends? What if the company forces us to break up or worse! What if we have to leave?! I can't do that!”

“Shh Chan. That won't happen. I promise. Plus, i think it kinda already is out in the air now so, i think we should come clean about us.” Chan pressed his lips together in a thin line, his mind working at speed outweighing the positives and negatives of the situation.

“What did the fans say when you mentioned you loved me?”

“They’re supportive of us.”

“Well, isn't that enough? We already have the fans' blessing and I'm positive my members and yours will be supportive too. I think you’re worried over nothing, my love.” You stroked Chan's cheek gently with your hand. He leaned in, kissing the palm of your hand gently.

“You’re right. You always are.” You laughed.

“Let's come clean about us. Make it official. And we take it from there, whatever life may throw at us, I'm happy as long as I have you by my side, channie.” Chan grinned, cupping your cheeks in his hand and leaning in.

“I love you so much, (Y/N).” He whispered against your lips, grazing them against your own. You closed your eyes slowly, wrapping your arms around his neck, interlocking your fingers behind his head.

“I love you so much too, chan.” You whispered back. Your lips met in a passionate and love filled kiss. Time standing still and in that moment, you didn't care who walked in a saw. It was just you and chan at the moment. The kiss was intimate and it slowly became heated. Chan bit your bottom lip softly, silently asking for permission. You granted him access by parting your lips, your tongues meeting halfway with each other.

You whimpered softly, tongues and saliva mixing with one another. Chan pressed his body flush against yours, his body heat radiating on to you. Chan grunted in the kiss, his hips slowly rolling on yours. He slipped his hands up the back of your t-shirt, his cold fingers against your warm skin causing shivers to run along your body. You whimpered in the kiss, breathing slowly became laboured.

“(Y/N) I need you..” Chan whispered against your lips, his voice raspy. You swallowed and nodded slowly.

“I need you too Chan.”

“So, the rumours are true.” Your heads spun around to see the boss standing and watching you both, arms folded.

Fuck. What do you do now?

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understandableparadox · 2 months

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Shamlessly posting all my ramblings from twitter on here.

I actully like this show, not enough to break the boycott but enough to pirate it. anyways lets go through the quick list as this show has a range of good points and bad points!

1. Designs. I fucking love monsters, monsters are my Bread, my Butter, My reason for getting up in the morning, yet consistently i found myself disappointed in each of the characters and what they were supposed to be, for instance alastor and vox

these two are supposed to media manifest, alastor is the Radio demon, yet his apperance is more around overtly edgy homestuck troll with horns i couldnt draw yet and vox is giving pyrocynical avatar. their designs are muddied because the concepts are muddied. alastor is not only the radio demon, he is the "voodoo man", the circus, the entertainer, the deal maker, the shadow weaver, the puppet on strings, and a myriad of other resume stuffers that are not needed. there is more then enough. every layer fights each other for attention, the only thing left on him that even remotly represents the radio is his staff that modulates his voice to have a radio static filter and without it he becomes a normal deer esque demon. i do not thing its good design if i can remove one aspect of a charecter and ruin it. this goes for vox as well, though i give them more of a pass because fuck me, he really do be haveing a Television as a head. but once again if i removed that aspect, what else tells me he is the television demon? his tie has a singal symbol on it, he has kinda robotic hands? but not really because he has the exact same hands as alastor leading me to belive he is wearing fingerless gloves or gloves with color blocked fingers which is a werid additon.this is ontop of the annoynce i feel at knowing that one is a recolor of the other minus the heads.

2. the pace.

the story itself moves either way to fucking quickly, i do belive that it was good to end the story itself on a redemption but we dont get enough of pentious being an actul sinner and evil guy to feel as though he deserves the redemption. show us the worst traits of our guests so that we can see the progress they are makeing through out the season so that when they do finally do something heroic and selfless and make it to heaven, we the viewing audiance can also enjoy that unilateral feeling of satisfaction of seeing our fav be vindicated as a Good Guy. im not trying to woobify pentious, exact oppisate, i want pentious to have agency to be evil and i want him to have agency to be good. we get this Somewhat with angel dust as they start makeing concious decisions to better themselves, to extract themselves from things, as well as make awful fucking choices and do Bad Things because again, these are Sinners And Demons who are reaching for redemption and salvation, I do not think we should have seen heaven at all, the embassy? yes, maybe a court of angels in hell to consider charlies plan? sure, but we should have never seen heaven until a sinner could see it.

i think i just had those two but im Bad At Being Concise... anyways viv is better at writing gay people then she is at lesbians which fascinates me to no end.

#txt #hazbin hotel #alastor #vox

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areislol · 2 years

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helloooo! I absulutelY LOVE your writing !

I wanted to ask if you could wrote a 2th part of the genshin high school Au?

Its fine if you cant! Take care of yourself and rest a litle

student! thoma, itto, albedo x reader

ft — thoma, itto, albedo warnings — jealousy?? a/n — im so glad and happy that you love my writing <3 also as some of you guys might know, im going to be holding an event very very soon!! i need to finish some requests first so that i can actually post everything. might be a bit short cuz of the block limit. hope you enjoy this! part 1: here

recommend listening to: you finally found the one; playlist + try again - jaehyun, d.ear

student! thoma x student! reader

thoma is well known, well known for his good looks and his calm and helpful nature

it's no surprise when thoma says that he has a pretty tight schedule, many people take advantage of his kind nature - "hey thoma! my guy, can you help me clean this classroom? i have to go some where and i dont have time to do it.." "oh! uh sure thing!"

thoma is always getting called left and right, people wanting thoma to help them with their homework, cleaning, moving boxes and props and many more

thoma gets along with other people really well, strangers or not.

so when the teacher calls you to help other students move the props thoma immediately strikes up a conversation, not before xiao begs you not to leave him alone with the other idiots

"y/n! please dont leave me with these.." xiao turns to look at the crowd of people in front of him, scrunching his nose xiao resumed talking "idiots.."

"im so sorry xiao, but i need to help them move the props or else i'll get in trouble!"

after a few seconds xiao hesitantly lets go but as soon as you walked away xiao pulls you by your arm "what are you going xiao?"

"im going with you. what if you get hurt?"

and so you and xiao walk to the room and opened the door - there standing was thoma and a few other students, "oh! are you guys here to help us move the props?" "yeah we are, where do we start?" "just over there - thanks!"

you hum as a sign of acknowledgment, xiao follows you and insists on carrying them for you which you agree after xiao persists.

while xiao is moving the props to one and place to another, thoma walks to your side - you don't notice him until he speaks "hey uh are you alright?" you turn to face thoma, you've heard that thoma had a beautiful face, a face that looked as if it was sculptured straight from angels.

"yea im fine, why?" "you just looked.. out of it you know?" "mhm"

after exchanging a few sentences, it wasn't as awkward as it was before - thoma eased the awkwardness by telling a few jokes there and then.

after xiao was done he came back to you, "cmon y/n lets g-" xiao pauses as he sees another man next to you, talking to you, it was thoma.

honestly xiao had no problems with another guy talking to you he does but the look on thoma's face says otherwise.

before you knew it xiao was dragging you away as thoma and the others watch you getting dragged away by the, as it seems angry xiao.

"x-xiao! what are you doing?" "i already moved all the props." "oh, thanks xiao!" you say while smiling, though you were still confused on why he dragged you away

Every now and then you and thoma would meet up - but that would only be sometimes. sometimes you two would accidentally bump into each other and say your hi's and goodbye's - you two were even different classes so you two weren't close but thoma would still smile at you every time your eyes meet.

thoma always wanted to stay by your side, all his worries seem to disappear when next to you. but due to his tight schedule and constant pestering from others - he couldn't

although you and thoma only talked for a bit, your aura gave him comfort, you were something else - you didn't try to use him and you seemed like a genuinely nice person.

hopefully, you and him could talk more often

student! itto x student! reader

itto is only a grade above you, now honestly.. the only reason why itto is famous around the school is because of his muscular body and how he's quite literally.. huge, no, bulky.

he's also famous due to his VERY hyperactive nature, even if he didnt eat sugar, it seems like he did eat a little bit too much sugar.

itto is part of the basketball team though he's not really good at basketball.. there are rumours that itto is only the team to make their team look strong and fearsome rather than weak and small.

you and itto never talked to each other, you two lived completely different lives, you were a normal student who studied there and then and didn't go out a lot but itto? that's a whole different story

the ONLY time you and itto ever talked was during p.e

you and itto were put into a team together - due to his outgoing nature you two got along pretty quickly though you absolutely hated it when he swung his arm around you

whenever there was an athletic carnival itto would be here(along with xiao and more) to cheer you on

you could be racing against the fasted students in the school and itto would still be cheering for you..

(but hey, let itto do his thing)

you also cheer for itto whenever it's his turn to race or participate in any sport activity

itto loves it when you cheer for him and he's really bad at hiding it

"go itto!! you got this!" "i know i got this y/n! i wont let you down!"

then a few seconds later he misses a shot because he was too busy looking your way and talking to you REALLY loudly, it was embarrassing but it was also sweet

itto had a HUGE grin on his face, itto knew that he was smiling like a mad man but he couldn't hide it, how unfortunate.

itto will try to find where you sit at break. will push xiao just to sit right next to you which often leads to xiao glaring at itto and dragging you away from this "idiot".

although itto looks like the type to get horrible grades, his grades are pretty decent which yes, is surprising

might even tutor you if you ask him.

itto gets distracted very often when you're there in a sporting event or anywhere really.

and that might get itto kicked out of basketball so the basketball's coach advises you to not go there anymore

itto is obviously saddened by this but still makes the effort to meet up with you

will still be the same big, energetic puppy boy even if you two dont talk anymore - itto's holding a grudge against his coach right now

itto WILL purposely annoy the coach just so that he can get kicked out of the hall and meet up with you/sit with you.

he might even get banned, but does that really matter? nope

student! albedo x student! reader

albedo is apart of the painting class, known for his good looks and his not socializing a lot

his mysterious personality catches the eye of many - and that includes you.

albedo is often seen walking towards the library and then walking out after about 2-3 hours, how do you know that? oh well..

you were one of albedo's fangirls..

not the crazy ones of course. you found his quite handsome and due to him having mysterious nature, you felt obligated to find out what he does in his free time

you're not being a stalker you swear :')

you weren't those fangirls who went crazy whenever albedo walked out one of his classes, those fangirls who followed him whenever he went, the ones who bug him a lot, the ones who.. YOU GET IT

so here you are, watching albedo walk into the library - once he closes the door you walk over to the door and open it quietly

watching albedo sit down you walk over to the aisle of books

taking one fat book out you eye albedo while using the book to cover your lower face, only your eyes remained.

albedo sat down on the chair and started to write

you thought you were being slick but.. you weren't, at all.

"i can you see you" "..."

was that directed to you? you dont know so you stay still, still eyeing albedo until he looks up to look at YOU

you felt your face burning up - you knew that albedo was handsome but to be THIS handsome?!

"... you can stop staring at me now" "huh?" "you keep on staring at me, do you need anything?" "oh.."

well this is embarrassing isn't it?

after you explained everything to albedo he sighed, "you could've just asked me you know? i dont mind you showing what i do on a daily basis. there's no need to be a stalker.." "oh well... that would be nice"

since then you and albedo would walk around the school whenever

talking about flowers and mechanics - it was one of albedo's favourite subjects after all.

though albedo aren't in any of the same classes with you and has a very busy and stressful life - he still tries to talk to you, albedo has come to known that talking to you made his day more better, your words were reassuring, your whole presence made him feel not.. overwhelmed

the amount of girls and sometimes even guys harassing and even following him everyday was already stressing enough but once none of them are there and you're just there, sitting next to him in the library - it just seems like heaven.

albedo also buys MANY drinks for you and saves your seat in the library - for studying of course.

did i not mention how albedo tutors you? no? well..

albedo tutors you whenever there's an upcoming exam or test for you - and he's the BEST when tutoring you.

you don't have to pay him, no nothing.

it's FREE!!!

and albedo doesn't over complicate it. he wants you to get good grades and for you to not stress at all.

tutoring and buying coffee for you are his subtle ways of caring for you.

albedo really cares for you but nobody was really there for him so he doesn't know how to show his love to you.

(and so he uses google)

and that's how albedo finds himself buying coffee for you!! and tutoring you more often.

he wants the best for you, and he'll make sure that you dont struggle in school and so that you can find a good job that pays well, if not then he'll still be there! helping you whenever you need it :)

note: if you would like to be added to the genshin taglist pls just ask me!! dont be shy <3

taglist: @tomansimp @one-offmind @miitchiji liking + following + reblogs are very much appreciated!! another note: im sick, yes. but im so happy i completed this request - music helps a lot with imagining things + scenarios!! gimme more requests >:) also i didnt proof read cuz.. im a bit too lazy im sorry!! i will fix any mistakes later

#genshin impact x reader #thoma x reader #xiao x reader #itto x reader #albedo x reader #high school!au

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Im the rem x otto anon, so just to be clear bc i dont think i was in that ask

Rem is an amazing character and has a key role in the story, her character arc in arc 1 and 2 was amazing. BUT after she falls in love with Subaru, i feel that everything we saw of her gets sorta of erased? Its not the same Rem, and even though she did go through a major cathartic event, i think her character could have taken another direction than of being resumed as Subaru's love interest (when she is not fighting)

I feel tappei wasted some potential, bc i wanted to see her being confident about herself without the Subaru obsession (and we got this on arc 7 and 8 and i loved it)

oh yo hello again!! :o and oohh ok i think i kinda see what you mean? bc i do agree. (also my bad im gonna ramble again aljdflsj but i thought this topic is pretty interesting :o)

ok so. while i know the whole point of rems development in arc 3 is that while she means well, shes ultimately developed an unhealthy devotion to subaru, i still feel like arc 3 rem kind of. narratively speaking, i feel like her arc 2 traits and all her traits pre-subaru get kind of flattened. or ignored?? im not quite sure how to explain this but ill try my best aljdflsd. like ok this is complicated to talk about bc yeah rems arc as it is does serve a purpose, and arc 2 rem was different bc she was operating off of what she knew at the time and she only knew subaru as a stranger and/or enemy at first. her arc 2 to arc 3 development was rem trying to move on from her fixation on ram, but in the process ends up moving that fixation to subaru. but i do wish that tappei emphasized her personhood outside of subaru more EVEN WHILE she was placing her whole life around him. bc thats exactly what tappei does when hes writing otto.

otto as a character is a whole fleshed out person, and if you cut away all the parts that have to do with subaru, otto the character still stands on his own. with rem, the moment you hit arc 3, everything pre-arc 3 kind of. fades away, almost? of course its not that rem cant stand on her own as a character. the rem and ram prequel novel for example takes place from rems pov and shes absolutely fascinating throughout the entire story. but when you look at arc 3 rem and compare her to pre-arc 3 rem, i feel like tappei forgets to still show her outside of subaru. i feel like the narrative needs to call out rem a bit more for her unhealthy behavior bc tappei doesnt hold back when it comes to someone like otto. so where is the equal treatment for rem....??

i do feel like theres smth to be said about the writing being a little more neutral when rems doing smth Unhealthy bc of her subaru obsession. its fascinating. we have to read into it. but also then tappei turns around and takes the time to shit on otto for doing subaru obsession things and also tappei shits on subaru for being obsessive too and its like. tappei ............ what about rem........

roswaal too is another character whos big motivation is devotion for a love interest (yeah ok i know i too am metaphorically crying and vomiting at the idea of calling echidna a love interest for roswaal but that IS how he sees her) but he also stands on his own as a character even if you ignore everything connecting him to echidna. with roswaal and otto you get a good balance of them being Heavily connected to the people theyre respectively devoted to while also being able to stand on their own Narratively. bc i know the whole point of roswaal, otto, rem, etc is that theyre Dependent and Obsessed, but writing wise, they should still be able to take the spotlight when the spotlight is on them even when the person theyre devoted to has nothing to do with it.

and when you have multiple characters whos motivation is being Dependent and Obsessed, the differences are gonna be a bit stark. its a very fine line to walk with characters like this bc you cant have Everything about them revolve around another character. but also thats the point at the same time. its a very Very thin line to walk. subaru himself is also/was a Dependent and Obsessed character and like. well we all know how nuanced subaru is as a character. you could write essays and essays on him alone.

rem though, i feel, gets a little too flattened into the role of subarus love interest, but at the same time i can sort of forgive it for arc 3 bc of the plot beats being one after the other and her general Purpose in the story. but at the same time i really do wish tappei still emphasized WHO SHE IS outside of subaru. bc even while someone like otto is thinking about subaru A Lot (see: the ottos diary shorts, aka the episodes where ALMOST EVERY DAMN SHORT is about subaru), you still get a sense of ottos personality. hes analytical but easily flustered. he does get a little jealous. hes anxious and a bit of a coward. but also hes so brave when it really counts. hes in denial about how much he cares about people sometimes, even when its abundantly clear. hes practical but kind of emotional at the same time?? hes very perceptive. but also he can be a little dumb with perceiving himself and his own feelings bc of the aforementioned Denial and also theres the fact that he doesnt know Why he gets jealous of emilia talking about subaru. but also hes pretty smart with reading other people and their emotions. but at the same time hes a little egocentric at times and overly focuses on himself and forgets things like how other people actually perceive him. but at the same time hes focused on how people see him bc hes a merchant. thats the basis of his job. and also he has anxiety so he does care about that. etc etc.

rem in arc 3 though is like. shes soft sweet protective caring loyal....................... which is nice and all but its definitely a big difference from arc 2 rem and pre-arc 3 rem in general where we see a whole RANGE of different traits, emotions, etc. like even in her relationship with ram theres complexities - theres the envy, theres the kind of "debt" that she owes ram for saving her life, the kind of brief sick burst of joy that ram lost her horn and is now "equal" to rem in status, the guilt from feeling that way, but also is her life even worth Anything if shes not making herself useful, etc etc. and also - yes the softness the loyalty etc etc is part of rem. a crucial part of rem that she shows to her loved ones (ram and subaru) the most. but yeah as you said anon - arc 7 and 8 was really fascinating bc we finally get to see her outside of her fixation on subaru. i mean one example is that we see her act Cold in some parts of arc 2 and the coldness does carry over a bit in some parts of arc 7 (see: rem being mean about natsumi, rem defending herself against subaru bc being an amnesiac she used to just see subaru as Some Guy who was acting a little too chummy with her, etc etc).

but also in general. its nice to see her stand more on her own now. i do wish though that tappei emphasized her more even while she was deep in the subaru obsession, bc tappei has made MULTIPLE characters with similar plot beats to her and they were still very nuanced and complex :o !! not that rem isnt that bc she HAS all this depth and i adore her for that!! but shes definitely a little lacking in a few areas of her writing, imo. i am however interested to see where she goes in arc 8 for sure!!

#rezero #rem #otto suwen #yeah ig ill tag him i talked abt him a bit lajsdldfd #ask #not that arc 3 rem didnt have her ups and downs but like. her despair her pain her anger etc is all through the lens of her sacrificing #herself for subaru. which again yeah thats the point but wish we got a little more o.OO but also i suppose personally i find plotlines with #people Devoted to others in this way super interesting. but yeah again like i said. wish tappei added a bit of extra Something to rems arc #plot. bc u got subaru roswaal otto etc who have some similar plot beats and theyre. a bit more nuanced than arc 3 rem is.#like yeah ok subarus the mc and all but tappei did a bit of a better job with ottos plotline than he did with rems imo. i have to wonder if #that slightly factored into people ignoring the bad parts of rems devotion in arc 3 and go right to aw cute girl whod do anything for me :)#and also sloth if.#happened. like how do subaru and rem live with themselves knowing they left everyone for dead. its a relief that they didnt accidentally #pass on some of their trauma to their kids when theres like no therapy in the fantasy world lajdflsd #arc 7-8 spoilers

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richardsphere · 2 months

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Leverage Log: The Last Dam Job

"all a man has in this world is three things: His business, his posessions and his name". Well thanks for telling Nate exactly what to take away from you. I'll admit the name might be most difficult but should be doable. "They're my team..." "I certainly know them better then you"... Ok so that explains why we had the cocoa futures con. Because they were trying to seed the idea of a con-by-proxy. But that con relied in it being a mere distraction, which is why they could afford amateurs. Having the professional con-artist see through the con was part of the con. It wont be here.

Which means Nate's gonna outsource this con. Now im putting in the exact time in the episode where im analysing this. Its currently 1:49 in the episode. And im gonna make some guesses as to whom we're getting this episode.

Mastermind, Grifter, Hitter, Hacker, Thief.

I think Nate might still be the mastermind, because he doesnt have to be up front in the con for that. I mean there is

Grifter is gonna be Tara.

Hitter... I dont think we have much for that, there arent a lot of Back-up Elliots around in this show. There's his friend from the Boys Night Out, and there's his distaff counterpart from the Van Gogh Job. (by which i mean the first Van Gogh job, where everyone was up against their equivalents. The woman who was former Mossad or something?) Im betting on her,

Hacker: We literally only have Chaos, if there is a second hacker im forgetting then im blanking entirely. So i think we're going for "tell everyone Chaos will betray them. But we do with what we must" situation.

Thief: Its strange how Parker has three counterparts and everyone else has only 1 or 2 up for grabs. But Thief could be Archie, Himbo-lupin or Apollo. Now i've already bet on at least 2 members of that crew so its not gonna be Apollo, and i dont think Himbo is as likely as Archie is. (especially with last episodes plot being thematically linked to his debut episode, and this being a two-parter that is verry much about family and parental relationships) So my prediction: Nate is still mastermind, but he probably has a decoy. Tara Chaos and Archie are locked in. And I dont think that Distaff Elliot whose name isnt coming to mind RN would willingly work with Chaos again, so probably pull his friend back?

Those are my predictions. Time to let time resume ---" "welcome to the next time". Congrats on the directors and actor for selling a line that stupid. Its not a good line but they somehow made it work. (8/10)

"Dubenich is already in jail what's left to do to him" Sophie, you know Nate. There is so much left to do to him. --- Ok yeah, its a proxy-job like the Futures Con. Also shout out to last episodes creative use for duct-tape as an improv weapon, it was awesome but i didnt feel like stopping to write it. But combined with this seasons use of the Wurlitzer pipe and now the fire extinguishers for a blinding chemical excellerant gun that serves as a bludgeon i want to compliment the fight choreographer or whatever position is in charge of that decision. You did good work this season.

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So to see if my predictions are right: Quinn. I have to admit i dont know who you are. I think you might've been a hired goon from an earlier episode but I did not remember you. Archie! I almost feel like I shouldn't score you. But also, Parker has the most non-imprisoned foils in the show so you actually had the most competetion for the thief slot. I wonder what is going through Bio-daughter's mind. "Dad has a second family?" Chaos. Because every episode needs a designated moment where the plan seems to get fucked, and a designated traitor was the simplest call.

Im counting three not five. Thats suspicious. Now Tara famously got introduced by being in disguise for an entire episode so she might be a man on the inside when our heists get called. But so far im gonna call it as 2/3, with a possible "nate is still mastermind" for 3/4 ---

Cant really read the glass-board. But also, every bone in my body says this episode could've ended right this moment as Dubenich looks at the glass board. I think it was the Season 1 finale where Hardison blew up HQ? Using Dubenich own signature move against him, in a way that directly parallels the S1 finale? That would've been the move. --- Hardison and Chaos in total agreement for the one time in their life. (they are right, this is legally a batcave)

Archie straight for the jugular. (also tasers, good to see where Parker gets it from) --- "How many fingers do you need to type? round down!" Im sorry for not remembering you existed allright. --- Ooh i love the invasive species ploy. Its simple yet genius. --- Double-heist! Stealing the sword and destroying the entire vault! Dubenich realises he fucked up in his conversation with Nate. (always love it when the mark is just smart enough to realise how he fucked up). --- Elliot almost shooting Dubenich... Quinn and him are bros. --- and that is Maggie! I'll admit, i expected Tara. But i guess she meets the "someone who is not in the game" requirement. Shows got one over on me twice. 2/4.

"if temptation counted as cheating no marriage would last for a year", and going straight for the jugular with Jim. --- Chemical Warfare! Drug a guy and smuggle him off to the fucking Cayman Islands. With all the goods you stole from him. (remember, if Nate has a "signature move" its framing them for Insurance Fraud.) --- -"I do care" -"how does that feel" -"getting used to it" --- "my son would be ashamed of me if I was a murderer... My father on the other hand, he's buy me an ice-cream". good line. 9/10. Ah, Now i understand the importance of the experimental job. Seeding Prisoners Dilemma in the audience awareness so Nate can play them against eachother in the finale. Good one. --- BIG KISS! --- I like how they ask nate if they can keep the cave, like little kids asking their parents about a stray dog that has been following them around.

#leverage season 4 #leverage #the last dam job

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anabanana-romanova · 6 months

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Tintin shivered as he left the steamy bathroom, sliding across the wooden floors of the cramped apartment on his socks. It felt as though he had stepped into Antarctica, due to the main radiator being broken. The only other warm room (apart from the tiny bathroom) was his mother's study, from which echoed the soft clicks of keys mixed with the occasional ding of a bell. He twisted the knob quietly, slipping through the small crack in the door. Lamps casted soft pools of golden light across the variety of books resting in shelves, falling delicately around the dark wooden desk; the source of the constant clicks and dings. There sat a woman with her back to the door, her auburn hair falling in the popular gentle curls of the 30s. She had changed from her blouse and woolen skirt into a soft blue dressing gown that reminded Tintin of summer clouds. He began making his way towards her, trying to keep his footsteps as silent as he could. Somehow, the woman managed to hear him and she turned her head, revealing her tortoise shell glasses and the profile of a slightly bent nose. "I can hear you, little duckling."

"There's no way. I was silenter than a mouse!"

"More silent," Lucille corrected, smiling as her son harrumphed his way to her desk. "And you should know by now, having six years' worth of experience living with me, that I have exceptional hearing."

Tintin pouted, moving the loose pages on her desk to create a spot where he could sit. "It's not fair. How am I supposed to play practical jokes on you?"

The soft clicks of her Fountain Writer stopped as she looked at her son. Unfortunately, the gaze of her green eyes reached just past him to a small crack in the wallpaper. "What's not fair is having a depleted sense."

"You're a little off, just look the the left a little more."

She did and Tintin moved his head slightly so they locked eyes. "What's also not fair is you using your blindness for an excuse for everything."

"But it's true," she said simply, resuming her typing. Dots popped up across the page as the needle on the Brailler slid across with a steady tapping. Tintin watched, trying to decipher the story being placed on the page.

"Mama?"

"Yes, my darling?"

"When are you going to teach me Braille so I can read your stories?"

The needle reached the end of the page. Lucille pulled the pocketmarked page out of the machine, placing it on the pile of paper next to her. "How is your reading and writing at school?"

"Don't change the conversation!"

"I'm not. I just want to make sure that you're understanding your schoolwork because if you start learning Braille before you're ready, you will get confused."

"Oh." He sighed, swinging his legs in the air. "Madame Van der Veer says I'm doing very well. She's given me extra work so I don't get bored."

Lucille smiled. "You're a very clever boy, Tintin."

He grinned, revealing the two front teeth that were larger than the rest and jutted out from the otherwise neat row. "So can I learn?"

"I suppose," Lucille sighed. "But you must promise me that you won't get mad when you don't understand it straight away."

"I promise."

"Good. Get me your slate. And dont explode with excitement, please!"

He hurried to the bedroom, pulling the small blackboard and chalkbout of his school bag, then dashed back to the study. Lucille doing it, uttering a soft "thank you" as she divided the dusty surface into six squares. "In Braille, every letter is made out of a combination of up to 6 dots." She scribbled them roughly, not caring if they were crooked or uneven. She couldn't see them anyway. "This is called a Braille cell. Are you following?"

"Mhm."

"Fabulous. Each different dot is called a different number, so the top left-hand dot is dot 1, the one below is dot 2, the next one is dot 3, then it jumps back to the top on the left-hand side and you have dots 4, 5 and 6."

"Okay, that makes sense, now what are the letters?"

"Slow down. Can you pass me a piece of paper and then come sit on my lap?"

He obeyed, watching as she slotted it in to the brailler and moved the needle back to the left. Gently, she took his fingers and placed them on the keys of the brailler. "There are nine keys. These top two are backspace and enter; these three on the left are your three dots on the left of the Braille cell; the same on the right; and the middle key is the space. Understood?"

"Oui."

"Encroyable. Now, your index fingers are the top two dots, the middle fingers the middle two and the ring fingers are the bottom dots."

"When are we learning about the alphabet?"

"I was about to tell you before you interrupted me."

"Oh."

Lucille giggled. "The letter 'A' is a very difficult letter to remember, so listen to me closely."

Tintin straightened, eyes trained on the keys. His fingers were almost too short, but he managed to spread them far enough that they touched one key each.

"'A' is dot one."

He jammed his left index finger into the key, gasping as the brailler made a soft 'pop' and the needle slid over, revealing one singular dot on the page. "Is that it?"

"Yup."

Tintin pouted, blowing a raspberry at his mother. "You lied."

"It was a funny joke."

"It wasn't really-"

Her fingers wriggled into his side's and he squealed, sliding down her lap until his bottom hit the floor. "You're mean!"

Lucille laughed, the laugh that sounded like both a wheeze and a crow. "You said my joke wasn't funny, so who's really the mean one?" She pulled him back up, wrapping her arms around his soft waist. "Lets continue. 'B' is dots 1 and 2. You must press them at the same time."

He did, wriggling with glee as the two fresh dots jumped from under the needle.

"'C' is dots 1 and 4, so use your two index fingers."

And so it went on, all the way through the alphabet until they had reached 'Z'. Tintin couldn't help but grin as he ran a finger along the tiny bumps, studying each letter carefully. "Now what?"

"Now we do it again."

The excitement deflated and he slouched. "But I want to write a story," he groaned.

"I know, but it's like playing the piano. You love your piano lessons, don't you?"

He nodded.

"I'm assuming that you're nodding."

"Yes."

"Good. But, you don't like doing your scales over and over again, do you?"

"Scales are so boriiiiing," he whined.

"But you know why you have to do them?"

He sighed. "So my fingers get nice and strong and I can play quickly and better."

Lucille nodded. "It's exactly the same when you're leaning to write, whether you're writing with a pencil or with Braille. You have to do the basics like writing the alphabet over and over again so you can do better at the harder things. Does that make sense?"

"Yes, Mama. Can I do it again?"

"Yes, but then you have to go to bed, okay?"

"Okay!" Suddenly his fingers are moving again, his tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth as he concentrated. Lucille stroked the little tuft of almost blond hair, turning her head slightly so she could see the few copper strands peeking through the small remainder of her central vision. 'I love you,' she tapped onto the little boy's scalp. 'My little sunshine.'

"Mama, why are you tapping my head?"

"I'm telling your brain that it's time for a little duckling to go to bed,"

"But-"

"Hey, we had an agreement. You break the agreement and I won't teach you any more for the rest of the month."

The words had barely left her mouth when Tintin took off, shooting down the hall like a hare. Lucille laughed, making her own, slower way into the bedroom. "Are you in?"

The rustle of blankets confirmed her suspicions. "Alrighty little munchkin. Goodnight."

"Goodnight Mama," came the sleepy reply.

She kissed him gently on the head. "I love you very much."

"I love you to Pluto and back."

"I love you past Pluto and back again."

"That's not fair. We don't know any planets past Pluto."

"Goodnight. I shouldn't be too long."

He nodded, blowing her a kiss as she felt for the lamp switch. Darkness soon filled the room, embracing the little boy gently as he began to drift into sleep. Lucille crept quietly out of the room, taking one last moment to listen to the soft rise and fall of his breath with a smile.

#tintin #tintin fanfic #blind character #soft #fluff

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kachimera · 8 months

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celia, arikado, leon, sara for the bingo 👁️👁️

Celia

Oh what a mess of a woman. I know it's more of a writing flaw but i adore how she switches between being a threatening villain to the most incompetent moron ever (seriously girl you fake murder Dracula's reimcarnation's crush and you expect him to not instantly murder you? Fr?). Plus depending on the source she either is legit indoctrinated in her cult's beliefs which gives her a sad facet or she has the more selfish purpose of preserving her own dark magic (and what do i say? I can make both work. I think). Plus the way it can be implied that she might have contact n even collaboration w Arikado makes it better (sorry for the ppl reading this but yes it works i swear im not insane). Go silly gal go! Play Machiavellian schemes with the literal son of the dark lord and underestimate your enemy!

Arikado

Oh boi and talking abt Arikado; the common idea of a grown up n stable Alucard finding stability after "ending" the cycle is fine and all, but the implication from his AoS n DoS behaviour that he is in a terrible mental state and unable to let go of the cycle? Beautiful. Amazing. Need me more of that. He's this beautiful mini reflection of the revenge cycle, and after living through it, with the goal of murdering his own father, for so long, and having it as his sole purpose, it has devoured him n broken him. And he now wants to take control of it with his own hands, is showing both the worst behaviour of both his father AND the Belmonts (haha SotN parallels w Richter) and might end up making matters worse :) (I blame you for indoctrinating me into the neg character arc Alu, thank u) Anyways someone force this poor moron to take vacations before he loses it

Leon

THE HIM. MY BABY BOI. I love his honor n morals and how he chooses them in the face of great suffering. His bravery and impulsiveness. How he's sassy can fall into black n white thinking. How loyal he is to those close to him and how much he cares. The balance between his own feeling n his morals. The parallels w Mathias n Sara n Rinaldo. And just hmmmgjsgkwkgd my poor boi

I can't decide if i want him to recover from the LoI events or if I want him to be consumed by his traumas and thirst for revenge but in any case he goes into the blender *puts him into a sock w stones and smacks him against the walls multiple times*

Also, salt warning here but i feel like fandom either exaggerates his neg traits and acts like Mathias descent into madness ("hello church can i abandon our very important military campaign to be at home w my best friend. He needs cuddles n emotional support that will surely fix him. No it's not gay dont worry. Thanks :)"), Sara getting sealed into the VK (which she insisted on and convinced him despite his initial refusal) n the Belmont clan's burden (he did got them into monster hunting w the whip but there's no way he knew how bad things were gonna get) were all 100% his very well informed fault; Or makes him into an idiot sunshine boi who doesn't knows what death is (he's an undefeated warrior with a who knows how large body count) can't think or lead (he maintained the company undefeated during Mathias' illness) and a perfect innocent n easy to manipulate uke for his sexy older seme (I'm not saying they canonically fucked you can perfectly interpret their relationship as 100% platonic or having something but deciding to respect their girls or etc etc. But if they did the nasty then he had to rail Mathias at least a couple of times). I admit im veeery biased and picky regarding this balance but still. He has facets i say

Sara

Yes my anger girl. Let her commit crimes. I wanna write a post abt her but to resume i love her as a symbol of destroyed innocence (ha). A sweet gal who did helped everyone and was good n nice and disliked violence only to have her life ruined in so many ways that her inner frustration blooms into a divine wrath n bloodthirst. Like i said before I adore her relationship w Leon and how they made eachother better n then worse :). Plus, the manual describes her as strong hearted! She obviously loved Leon n was happy to see him! sacrificed her life in order to not turn into a vampire and instead stop Walter from harming more innocents! She has agency and her choice was crucial not only for Mathias convoluted plan but for the whole cycle. (Ppl stop forcing the "boring 100% sweet harmless never angry gal who always got dragged around by men as an object" archetype on her challenge. Yes i used to be like that but i got gud. If i can recover so others can)

And then she had to see how Mathias betrayed her n Leon and then tried to take him, and dealt w the mess that post-canon Leon was, both together but separated, furious and crushed on the other's behalf, until his death :). AND then she had to wait hundreds of years to avenge him only to have to kill the same bastard over and over and over again. Mix in vampire corruption and you have a caring but toxic Belmont Matriarch/Whip stuck in the cycle. So yea let her have negative emotions and commit crimes (Sorry John).

#me answers #castlevania #sorry for the ppl having to deal w my inner salt 👉👈

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dufrau · 3 months

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My favorite fic of yours

ONE? You want me to pick ONE!?!?! pfff. no. Red&White&Blue&Gold, the Fall Funfair one, and Orange Crush are the funny ones that jump to mind first that will always have a place in my heart, and then also the watertower fic and all of the TLOU AU fics. and also all of the bigfoot AU. and also just all of your stories.

Something I remember vividly from reading one of your fics

Bean cans and sexy disarmament from Entirely on Purpose. Chicken names (lol) and chicken deaths (oh no!) in TLOU au. Losing Barb in Into Dust.

What made me the most emotional after reading

Into Dust and just all of the TLOU AU

What I like the most about your writing

First off: you write fantastic dialogue and awesome banter!

But even more than that, the thing I love about your writing is that you are SO good at writing emotional complexity - both in your silly/funny stories and in the ones that make me cry. By which I think I mean you always write characters simultaneously feeling multiple things at once, often in ways that they aren't even fully aware of themselves. Like .... you're good at writing the conflict between the words people say (and the fronts they put up) versus the underlying feelings that they're either pushing away or leaning into, if that makes sense? Which works so well because you use descriptions of actions/physical sensations just very well and very judiciously. It's a lot of 'show don't tell' kinda work and its amazing.

Also, you're very very good at having a sort of lyricism/poetic-ness - with repeated phrases or callbacks and such - about your prose that just makes the vibes of your stories like ... really rich and satisfying (like a good stew... if it was also a piece of music? idk. I'm mixing my metaphors here.)

A question I have about one of your fics

Any favorite lines/parts you want to talk about from the last few fics you published??

(numbering got fucked up in this ask somehow - sorry!)

Brroooooo this is so nice 😭 Can you write my resume please you make me sound so good lol

I dont even know how to respond to all the nice things you said besides to say thank you for being nice to me 💜💜💜

I think this might actually motivate me to write today lol so thank you for that also.

Hmm. Things I want to talk about from my recent fics. Well. First of all I think the proposal in the boot fic is very sweet and i am really fond of that one and almost nobody has read it and they should because its cute.

And I really liked writing the Elaine scene in the jancy breakup fic, I never really write OCs and she only exists for like a paragraph but I am kind of obsessed with her. Also just that fic in general I think is sort of interesting structurally and I think I captured the mid twenties lostness of it pretty well.

And tbh I really enjoyed playing with their dynamic in the falafel smut? It's the smuttiest thing I have ever written but I feel like there is interesting character stuff happening there that made it fun to write in a way I often do not find smut writing to be.

now i just need to write something new to talk about lol.

thank youuuu!!

(questions)

#asks #ronance #tagging ronance because i rec three ronance fics i wrote here #fic reader asks #i need to write

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