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goosewriting · 1 year
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The turtles get walked in on by the reader as they were talking to April about how bad they got it for the for them, and theirs just an awkward silence from the April so the turtle slowly turns around to see the reader and April slowly leaves the two. Theirs a little awkward chat and the reader says to meet them up on a rooftop. Meanwhile the turtles freaking out wondering how they're gonna be let down. They meet on the roof and the turtle trys to explain themselves until the reader quickly stops them and holds their hands its a really cute confession for both of them thank you 💗💗 your writing is so good đŸ˜ŒđŸ‘đŸŸ I love everything that you made so far
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Rooftops and confessions (rottmnt x reader)
summary: reader overhears turtle talking to April about his crush on them.
relationship: Rise Leo, Raph, Mikey Donnie x GN reader
warnings: fluff!, first kisses (except Donnie), idiots in love
word count: 4.2k
A/N: as i was writing i noticed i went in some directions that i had gotten asks for! so i decided to combine a bunch :3 sorry that some are longer than others; I partially wrote this on a train lol thank you for the kind words, anons<3 i really hope you’ll like these; raph’s is my fave piece of him i’ve written so far :D for reasons, this takes place not long before the movie. enjoy >:’) 
(english is not my first language. constructive criticism and grammar corrections are very appreciated!)
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You were happily skipping into the lair; it was movie night and you just returned from a successful snack hunt. Aside from everyone’s favourite candy and chips, you had also found a rare brand that you loved but didn’t find everywhere, so of course you bought as many as you could fit into your backpack. You couldn’t wait to see the boys’ reaction to it and hoped they’d love it as much as you did.
Upon entering the lair you made your way towards the kitchen, where you heard some voices. You didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but managed to catch the last part of the conversation.
“
this is getting out of hand, I think I’m actually gonna explode tonight”, one of the brothers spoke.
“Why don’t you just confess to Y/n already?” April retorted, slightly exasperated. 
“What? Look at me. They would never-“ His sentence ended abruptly as you walked through the open door. The enthusiasm in your step had you turning the corner and walking into the room with such speed that even if you had wanted to stop at the door when hearing those words, you wouldn't have been able to. 
The turtle stood a couple of steps away, April in front of him but facing away from you, so she hadn’t seen you enter. His eyes had gone big as dinner plates when he saw you, a blush starting to cover his whole face.
“They would never what? I’m sure they’re the least person to care ab-!” April wasn’t able to finish her sentence as the turtle hastily turned her around by the shoulders, so that she could finally see you.
“Y/n, you’re back!” April greeted you with a loud, somewhat forced laugh. Seeing that you had brought the food, she took everything you were carrying, and scurried off to the projector room, claiming she was gonna set it up. And just like that you two were left alone. 
“So, uh, how much did you hear?” the turtle asked after what seemed like an eternity of awkward silence. He wasn’t able to look you in the eye.
“Enough, I guess
” you answered, your brain going a thousand miles a minute.
Enough to figure out what’s going on and realising you feel the same as me, is what you meant.
Enough to be kinda grossed out by you, and I hope we never talk again, is what he understood.
Realising that if you didn’t solve this right now, the whole movie evening would be super awkward and weird, you decided you had to take the matter into your own hands. Averting your eyes to the side, you told him without an explanation to meet you on the roof of that one shop you usually go to (it’s just across the lair entrance and has a nice view from up top), and left. So now you were gone as well and the turtle was left alone in the kitchen with his mind running. He inhaled sharply, brought his hands to his face and groaned loudly. 
While the poor guy was mentally and emotionally preparing himself to be rejected by his favourite person in the world, you were hastingly making your way to the roof, trying to calm your erratic breathing and crazy heart, because you had actually been crushing on him so hard for some time now, too.
Once on the roof, you paced back and forth along the railing, replaying the conversation from before in your mind. On one side you couldn’t help the goofy smile spreading on your face because your crush liked you back, apparently. On the other hand you also heard him say “look at me” in a derogatory way. Did he really think you didn’t find him physically attractive because he was a mutant? 
Just as you were trying to find the best way to word your feelings, you heard the ladder clattering behind you under the weight of a certain turtle. 
đŸ”” Leo
Leo approached you with some sort of sad determination. He was barely able to keep his smug façade, and it kinda broke your heart. You’d have to clear things up as quickly as possible.
“So
 what’s up?” Leo asked with a nod. He stood a couple of steps away from you, so as to not get into your space, and crossed his arms in front of his chest in a defensive manner.
“I really didn’t mean to eavesdrop earlier, Leo” you explained. “I just really wanted to get back to all of you with the food. You said something that has me a little curious though.” You tried to give him the most genuine and non-judging look you could. “After telling April to look at you, you said that I would never
 something. What were you gonna say?”
Leo grimaced and sighed, deflating a little. He turned to the side, holding onto the railing with both hands. You mirrored him, so now you both stood facing the bustling city. After some moments of just looking at nothing, he spoke.
“April was telling me to ask you out. I’ve actually liked you for a while now. Like, a lot.” He stole a quick glance at you to gauge your reaction. “But it’s obvious you’d never be interested in a mutant turtle, so I understand if you don’t wanna hang out anymore or something.” The last part he said with a bit of a bite to his voice. Probably not directed at you, but at himself.
“Ah, but you see, Leonardo, that’s where you’re wrong” you said, closing the distance to stand right next to him. Gently you pulled on his arm to turn him so you were facing each other. The gesture and the use of his full name had him all kinds of confused, but he didn’t dare to pull away.
“Before coming to such conclusions you should have consulted with me first, you know. For the record, I like what I see” you added, giving him a quick once-over, referring to him being a mutant. As your words started weighing in on him, Leo’s eyes grew bigger and bigger, an adorable blush adorning his cheeks. He eagerly awaited for you to continue, but you were actually waiting for him to say the magic words, so you guessed he needed just a little bit more encouragement. “I don’t want to take the chance from you because I just know that if I do, you’ll never let me live it down. So, go ahead Leo. Ask me.” you told him. In a rush of adrenaline and boldness, you moved down your hand, which was still on his arm, and took his hand in yours. You could have sworn you saw his breath hitch.
Leo’s last brain cell had exited the chat the moment you had touched his arm, so while he knew what you wanted from him, and he damn well also wanted it himself, he was unable to produce a sound. You patiently waited, slightly amused at how you could see the figurative gears in his head turning at ungodly speeds, and smiled at him expectantly. 
The lights of the city reflected on your skin, enveloping your figure in an almost surreal aura in Leo’s eyes, and his other hand came up to cup your face. You flinched slightly in surprise, but were quick to lean into his touch to reassure him. You were so beautiful, smart, generous. How in the world did he end up here like this with you? 
“Are you sure about this?” he asked instead, his insecurities suddenly getting the best of him.
“What do you mean?” you retorted, slightly confused. Had you misunderstood him?
“Well, I know I can be a lot. And honestly you’re way out of my league” Leo said with a sad smile. “I’m moody and get distracted easily, always make a game out of everything. You deserve better
” He started withdrawing his hand from your cheek, but you grabbed onto his wrist and held it in place, also giving his other hand a squeeze.
“Isn’t that for me to decide?” you said with furrowed brows, and started rambling, unable to stop yourself, trying to get through that thick skull of his. “I’d like to think that by now I know you, Leo. And I know you can be cocky and impulsive and kind of a flirt. But I also know just as well how big of a heart you have; you’d probably sacrifice yourself for someone else without a second thought. I know how funny and laidback you can be, but you know how to be serious as well when it matters.” You removed your hand from his wrist and placed it on his chest, looking at him with almost pleading eyes. “I like your voice, your stripes, your corny pick-up lines. I like all of you Leo, in and out, and I want it all for myself.”
Leo just stood there, looking at you in awe and disbelief. Is that really how you felt about him? And all this time he had held back from making a move. With a smile and a light scoff, he just kept looking at you, memorising every detail of your face, glowing in the city lights. 
Since he still wasn’t responding, you gave him a light push. 
“C’mon, don’t leave me hanging here
” you mumbled, heat rising to your cheeks as you had just confessed all of that to him. Leo savoured the moment just a little more, then decided he had made you wait long enough. 
“If that’s really how you feel, then will you go out with me?” he finally asked. Your eager ‘Finally! Yes!’, combined with your words from before, filled up his ego again; it was now bursting. Giving you his signature cocky smirk, his body language changed completely. Letting go of your hand, he grabbed onto your waist instead and pulled you closer. The hand on your cheek ended up at the back of your head, in your hair. The soft look in his gaze shifted, now looking at you hungrily.
“I wanna kiss you so bad right now” Leo whispered, and you felt your body go up in flames.
“Do it, coward” you further provoked him. 
Leo dipped his head, capturing your lips in his. The first kiss was chaste but lingering and full of longing. He pulled back ever so slightly and went back in again, this time slanting his mouth for a better angle and deepening the kiss. He pulled you impossibly closer against him and your hands wandered up from his chest to his neck, as you held his face. 
Let’s just say movie night was long forgotten as you two finally were able to show each other how much you both had waited for this moment. 
🔮 Raph
Raph approached you the way big or tall people walk when they’re trying to make themselves smaller, which made your chest tighten in pain. Your feelings for this turtle were astronomical, he should be walking with his head held high and chest puffed out. Just you wait until I tell you, you thought, already knowing you’d very much enjoy the facial expressions you were about to witness.
There were a couple of big wooden crates on the roof, and you gestured for him to sit on one. You took a seat across from him, cross-legged, trying to seem relaxed so he’d be more at ease, and not like you were scared of him or something. 
“I really didn’t mean to eavesdrop earlier, Raph” you explained. “I just really wanted to get back to all of you with the food. You said something that has me a little curious though.” You tried to give him the most genuine and non-judging look you could. “After telling April to look at you, you said that I would never
 something. What were you gonna say?”
Raph gave a dry chuckle, daring to look at you as if to see if you were serious. Seeing that you were earnestly waiting for his response, he hung his head low in embarrassment.
“I was gonna say you would never date someone who looks like
 this” Raph said, gesturing to himself with one hand, before resting his arm on his knee again. “April was telling me to ask you out, but I knew there’s zero chance you’d agree, so
 I wanted to save us both the hassle of going through that.”
“Raph” you called his name, and waited for him to lift his head to meet your eyes. To his surprise, you were not looking at him in disgust, but with pure adoration.
“All of this”, you said, gesturing to him like he did before, “Mwah!” You made a chef’s kiss gesture, bringing your fingers together to your lips, then opening your hand. “And the person and soul behind it? Even more so.”
Raph blinked once, twice. No response. You smiled. 
“What I’m trying to say, Raph, is April was right. You should have asked me out, while you could.”
This confused Raph even more. While he could? Was it too late now? Was there
 someone else?
Deciding that you had tortured this poor boy enough, you shook your head slightly in amusement, smiling to yourself. You got off the crate, coming to stand in front of Raph. With him sitting, you were now on eye-level. You brought your hands up to gingerly hold his face and brushed over his cheekbones with your thumbs. You saw him straighten up and inhale sharply, as his cheeks turned darker and darker, his eyes unable to look away from yours.
“I like you too, you green, spiky doofus” you confessed. “So now, I am asking you: will you be my boyfriend?”
The turtle was completely frozen where he sat, not moving a single muscle. After a few seconds of silence, you squished his cheeks a little.
“Raph, I want you to be my boyfriend. 
Are you gonna make me beg?” Still no response. Now you had done it, Raph.exe had stopped working entirely. Letting go of his face, you took a step back and turned to leave. “Too bad; had you said yes, you would have gotten a kiss
”
“W-Wait!” he yelled, and grabbed your waist, pulling you back towards him. As he finally snapped back to reality, he underestimated the force of his action, and instead of just turning you around to face him again, he fully pulled you towards him, so that you were now standing between his legs, chests almost touching. This caught you by surprise as well and you held onto his shoulders for balance. Now your blush was rivalling his.
“That’s not fair; I wanted to be the one to ask!” Raph protested with a laugh. “You know I want to say yes, but
 Are you sure? I’m not exactly easy on the eyes.” His gaze started shifting away from yours, so you once again held his face, this time with more confidence, and made him look at you. 
“Is your skull as thick as your shell?” You asked rhetorically, not in a scolding tone but more in a playful manner. “Listen carefully, Rapahel, and dutifully absorb this information into your brain: You are as handsome as you are green. I like how you care about your brothers, how you always protect everyone and lead responsibly. I like how selfless you are. I like that you can take a joke, but that you know how to take things seriously. I like how you can both be tender and gentle, as well as strong and unbreakable. I feel safe and acknowledged around you. The fact that this amazing person before me came in the body of a giant turtle is just the cherry on top of everything else.”
Raph was completely speechless. He had hung onto every word, and you saw his eyes starting to gloss over. You had just poured out your entire heart to him, and he needed you to know that he felt the same way about you. Even so he was unable to come up with a response on the spot that could come even close to what you had just said, and he started racking his brain for something, anything.
You didn’t take his silence as something negative. Heck, if someone just dumped all of this on you out of nowhere, you’d also be at a loss for words. He needed to process it. Even though you knew this, you couldn’t resist any longer.
“To sum it up: I see you, Raph” you added, and started getting closer. “And I like what I see.”
With that you closed the distance between the two with a kiss. For a second he didn’t react, then you felt his shoulders slump as he sighed into the kiss, tilting his head to the side and fully wrapping his arms around you.
When you finally broke for air, you couldn’t help but pepper him with little kisses on his jaw, the corner of his mouth and the tip of his snout, which made him giggle. For a moment you just stood there looking at each other, taking in everything that had just happened. 
“For the record, I do want to be your boyfriend” he finally said with a laugh, realising he hadn’t actually given you a proper answer.
“Well, after all that, I’d sure hope so!” you replied with a laugh of your own.
🟠 Mikey
Mikey got up to the roof with a million thoughts. He had no idea how to approach this, how to approach you.
“Hey, what’s up?” he greeted you and cringed at how forcefully peppy he sounded, given the conversation from before. You went to sit on the old bench that was on the roof, and he joined you.
You brought up one arm to rest on the back of the bench and bent your knees, bringing up your legs onto the bench as well, tucking them under your butt, so you sat sideways facing him.
Looking at him for a second and noticing how nervous he looked, you decided to get to the point.
“I really didn’t mean to eavesdrop earlier, Mikey” you explained. “I just really wanted to get back to all of you with the food. You said something that has me a little curious though.” You tried to give him the most genuine and non-judging look you could. “After telling April to look at you, you said that I would never
 something. What were you gonna say?”
Mikey leaned back on the bench and sighed. If you had already heard that much, he might as well come clean. He didn’t like hiding stuff from you anyways, and you’d have discovered his feelings sooner or later anyways. He just didn’t want it to be like this.
“I was gonna say that you’d never be interested in someone like me” he finally says, and looks out to the nocturnal cityscape. “I really didn’t want you to find out like this, but I really like you. I have for a while now.”
You were about to interrupt him to say something, but he held out a hand to stop you, silently asking for you to let him finish first, so you waited.
“And I don’t expect an answer from you; it’d be unfair to put you on the spot like this. I really like like you, but I also like having you as a friend, and I don’t want to ruin what we have.”
You waited for a couple more seconds, and seeing that he seemed done with what he wanted to say, you finally spoke as well.
“But what if I want to ruin what we have?” 
“What do you mean?” he asked, unsure if he should be hurt by what you said.
“You’re my best friend in the whole world, Mikey, and that will never ever change. But sometimes I do wish we were something more
”
“Huh” was all he could say, trying to not get ahead of himself and get all excited, in case this wasn’t headed the way he thought it was. 
“How long have you felt this way?” you asked, suddenly becoming self-conscious and flustered, avoiding his eyes.
“I haven’t really been keeping track of it, but sure has been while now” he replied with a sheepish smile.
“Well, that’s a shame, because it’s been the same for me” you chuckled. “Guess we could have had this conversation a while ago. Good thing I caught you talking to April, huh?”
“So
 you’re saying you like like me too?” Mikey asked and reached out for your hand.
“I do” you said and met him halfway, giving his hand a squeeze. 
You two just sat there for a while, holding hands, a blush on both your faces. After some minutes of nervous glances and some giggles, you stood up, pulling him with you.
“Now that that’s taken care of, I think we should head back” you said and pointed to the ladder with your chin. “They’ll start movie night without us otherwise and eat all the snacks I oh so carefully picked out.”
“Wait” Mikey said and pulled on your hand, turning you back around to face him. “There’s something I’ve been wanting to do forever.”
You didn’t have time to ask what he meant, as he was already closing the distance between you two and planted a chaste but firm kiss on your lips. It was over just as quickly as it started, and while you stood there with a furious blush and a dazed look, he smiled sweetly at you.
“Yeah, I’ll definitely be doing that more often” he commented, winked at you, and then pulled you along to the ladder. “Last one back home is a rotten egg!”
🟣 Donnie
Donnie slowly approached you, his eyebrows deeply furrowed, and his arms crossed over his chest protectively. 
You leaned back against the railing, waiting for him to join you. As he finally arrived, he stood next to you, facing the cityscape below you. You guessed it would be more comfortable for him to stand like this, facing in opposite directions as you talked, or he’d think you’re confronting or scolding him.
“Thanks for coming, Donnie. You know, I really didn’t mean to eavesdrop earlier” you explained. “I just really wanted to get back to all of you with the food. You said something that has me a little curious though.” You gave him a quick glance from the side, trying to sound the most genuine and non-judging you could. “After telling April to look at you, you said that I would never
 something. What were you gonna say?”
For a second, Donnie considered brushing the whole thing off as a joke between him and April, or telling you that you had misheard him. Chewing on his bottom lip, he quickly stole a glance at you; you were looking ahead of you, the faintest of blushes dusting your cheeks, patiently waiting for a response. 
He sighed, deciding against dismissing your question; it wouldn’t be fair to you. And it was beneath him to gaslight you. He didn’t want to hurt you, but he also didn’t want to be hurt by you. 
“Before I answer that, may I ask a question instead?” he asked.
“Sure” you said.
“Hypothetically speaking, if one of us were to ask you out, would there be a chance of you accepting? Solely regarding our physical appearance.”
“Yes, hypothetically” you answered. “But it would depend on who’s asking; looks aren’t the deciding factor.”
“What if, hypothetically, it was me?”
“Ask for real and find out” you said and finally turned around to face him. He slowly turned as well, his heart pounding in his chest; it was now or never. You smiled at him encouragingly, and he took a deep breath. 
“First of all: I like what we have now and I don’t want to lose it” he started, avoiding your eyes. “But for a while now I realised that my feelings for you have
 changed. I want to be more than friends, Y/n.” 
Finally he met your gaze, and your heart skipped a beat at the seriousness in his eyes.
“Are you hypothetically asking me out, Donatello?” you asked him with a coy smile.
“I am asking you out for real” he stated and shyly took your hands in his. “So, what do you say?”
“I’d love to, Donnie. I’ve liked you for a while now as well, for real.”
His entire body relaxed at your words and a soft smile spread on his face, as he took a moment to process this.
“This is all new to me” he said suddenly. “All I know is you’re important to me, and I don’t want to lose you. Please
 be patient with me.”
“There’s no rush” you said, and brought one hand up to gently stroke over his cheek with your knuckles. “We’ll figure it out together. Just talk to me, okay?” He nodded.
“Should we head back?” you asked after a while.
“Yeah” he said and you both turned to leave, but he didn’t let go of your hand as you walked. “I saw you brought some new snacks, can’t wait to try those.”
You hummed in agreement, still in disbelief of what just happened. Despite how much you had been looking forward to them, you weren’t sure how many snacks you’d be able to eat, with all the butterflies fluttering in your belly right now.
~~~~~
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ofmermaidstories · 1 year
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the other day you said something something love triangle but the real question is who would YOU choose
no polyam, someone's heart has to break
Ok ur ON.
First thing’s first: what’s our perimeters? What flavour of Love Triangle? Bakugou vs. Deku? Bakugou vs. Kiri? Deku vs. Kiri? Do we exclude Bakugou because I have an obvious bias? Add a different character for the fun of it? Shinsou vs. Monoma? Iida vs. Sero? Iida vs. Bakugou??? (Sorry, I just really like Bakugou đŸ„č) Do you guys want a little Villain action??? Dabi vs. Shiggy??? Dabi vs. Aizawa???? Aizawa vs. Hawks?????
And THEN—pretending we narrow that down, which Merms do we want in the ring? Are we talking true-to-life Merms (lazy, self-destructive, holds massive grudges)? Or Palatable Fic-ified Merms (stubborn about asking for help, passionate, loyal)? Do we treat this like I’ve always been apart of their world, or is this a isekai situation where I’m armed with meta-knowledge about them? (that seems a bit rude tbh
. going in knowing intimate things about them that someone else mightn’t đŸ„ș)
This is my proposed scenario, just so we have something to answer with, but feel free to send more challenging ones lmfao:
Palatable Fic-ified Merms, always apart of the BNHA world, and it’s between Bakugou and Deku (because I’m currently writing them).
We’ll go with my usual m.o. as a set-up: civvie, not apart of the Pro Hero world (bc id rather die lmfao), maybe in some kind of service-based industry to facilitate a meeting! I’m fairly good at people-focused jobs, and I don’t date/use dating apps, so to get into a relationship with me you’re either going to need to literally bang on my door, or we see enough of each other to form some kind of polite relationship that eventually ramps up.
Okay, so we’ll pretend we have that all done: what’s our inciting event? Do I get to know one of them before the other? Even if you had both Deku and Bakugou coming into [workplace] together, Deku is so much more of a people-person—he’s going to be the one that talks, that introduces the both of them—the one that anyone is going to get to know first. And since fic!Merms is me, I feel confident enough to say that that dumb bitch would be like “omg đŸ„ș” about Deku immediately. He’s such a sweetheart! A people-collector! You end up in his orbit whether you want it or not! It would be so easy to get swept up by his goodness, I think, especially if you’re a tiny bit vulnerable (stubborn about asking for help).
Just to make things interesting, let’s give fic!Merms one of my greatest flaws—boop đŸȘ„✚! now she’s insecure! So here’s this shiny, good-boy superhero who is like, how are you, how are things, we missed you the other week—and fic!Merms is just like, wow, he’s so nice, i will never indicate any interest ever :)
But uh-oh! Kacchan’s there! Kacchan who has Sneaky Introvert Syndrome—who notices everything!!! Because he’s watching!!! Silently!!!! Like a creep!!!! Kacchan’s not a dumbass—he’s going to clock immediately that fic!Merms has a crush on Mr. Oblivious Greatest Hero there. And tbh I think he’d just kind of roll his eyes about it (idiot extras, he thinks, unkindly)—until, uh-oh, something happens! The crush either gets us into an embarrassing situation, or a dangerous one (there’s an attack, and Deku shouts for us to get down, or something, but we hesitate because he’s hurt—and Kacchan has to barrel in and get us out of the way!). Afterwards, Kacchan tells us bluntly, “Either get over it, or pick your balls up from the ground and tell ‘im.”
“And what am I meant to do with them later on?” We ask, mulish. “Put them in the same purse as yours?”
“Drop ‘em again, since you’re so good at being a pussy,” Kacchan would say, unimpressed.
This doesn’t change a thing! 😌 We resolve to ignore him—only it’s a little bit hard to, sometimes, when Deku sweeps by with his easy smile and sunshine-yellow cape, and Bakugou’s beside him, flinty-eyed. đŸ„ș Ruining the view!!!
(“Tell him,” Bakugou says one day, stopping by without Deku. “‘M sick of your stupid moony face.”
“Shut up!” We hiss—this is embarrassing!!!
“Tell him,” he says, louder. “Or I’m gonna do it for yer.”)
It’s a nightmare! Sometimes a girl just wants a harmless little crush to waste time with, an indulgent lil daydream, and now we have this ASSHOLE stomping around demanding we ruin that for ourselves by doing something as stupid as confessing our feelings! Hateful!!! Why would anyone do something that dumb!!!
While that torment is happening, we end up eating out with them—Deku and Bakugou, and a couple of their friends. Crammed in some tiny bar, eating chicken skewers and grilled okra and holding giant glasses of cheap beer. And it’s easy. We’re wedged between Deku and Bakugou and their friends are friendly and curious and have funny stories—and it’s a good night! We don’t worry about our stupid crush being Revealed, or even meaning anything. Not until Deku turns to listen to us as we’re explaining, too excited, some personal project (something fun and dumb we do in our quiet time, alone) to one of the others—and he’s smiling because he’s glad we’re having fun and we fumble with our words because oh, oh no, heïżœïżœs really close and it’s unnerving and we forget the point of what we were talking about—
“Yeah, and?” Bakugou prompts, annoyed, passing us a plate of more skewers. “Don’t just end it there, dumbass—explain it.”
(We launch back into our explanation—and completely miss the confused look Deku gives Kacchan, who’s determinedly not looking at him)
Oh but Merms, you say, this is too easy—Bakugou’s winning!
Nope! Wrong! Because while Bakugou was being a grade-school asshole, Deku was doing what Deku does best—being his shiny good-boy self! Stubborn about asking for help—one day after work (or during! sometimes you just gotta have it out!) Deku finds us, idk, crying or something.
“What’s wrong?” He asks with all this maddening concern, like he really cares (he probably does). “Are you alright? I’m here—it’ll be okay.”
Sometimes all you need is the right person to ask the right question at the right time—we blab it ALL. Whatever our [insert problem here] is, he hears it ALL. Traumadump! He’s probably a little baffled, but I think a few years of being a Pro Hero means he’s seen the worst of it, and then some—he stays with us. Accompanies us home, afterwards. Maybe we detour to grab dinner, and it ends up involving more venting, more reassurances—we have an emotional hangover when he leaves that night but!! Then our phone pings!!! It’s Deku, saying that he’s asked [insert another Pro here] who has a Quirk that can help/experience in [problem here], and that if it’s okay, they’ll [insert beginning of solution here].
It’s so—reliving. Overwhelming. When we see Bakugou next, sans Deku, and he decides to be Rude about our crush we’re a little harsher than usual, sharper, in telling him to shut up. And Bakugou’s not a dumbass—he knows immediately that something’s shifted. He drops it, his mouth tightening, and we are chilly to him (we’re chilly to each other) for weeks afterwards.
But how is this a triangle, Merms? You ask! Where is the choice when someone is just so good?
Haha! You walked right into it! Because while Deku is the overwhelming good, the outreached hand promising it’s okay, I’ve got you, I will fix this, Bakugou is smoulder, the force that pushes us into being something better, because we have to, because we always had it. Problems will generally get worse before they get better—ours snowballs, the help Deku wrangled in exacerbating the issue. We explode! Remember, we gave our Mermie stand-in some passion—so BOOM! We can’t hold it anymore! We unleash and it’s Bakugou who appears, during the wreckage—with his giant Sneaky Introvert Ears, and his stupid Sneaky Introvert face, watching us warily—carefully.
“C’mon,” he says. “You can lose y’re shit, but ain’t any use in giving up.”
(He’s right, of course, as much as we don’t want to admit it. But we get back up, and when it comes time to patching everything together he’s there—Mr. Sneaky Introvert Stand-by, who grumbles but doesn’t leave.)
Have you ever been caught between two people? And maybe they’re so different from each other, and you, on the outside—but on the inside they’re both made of the same golden soul, the same strength and determination and you want that for yourself, in yourself? So you try to match it: you try to prove that you can help yourself, that you can be just as brave and as wonderful. You try to prove to Deku that his kindness doesn’t exist in a vacuum—that it can be returned, even in small things (you help others; you have lunch waiting for him, sometimes. you reach out a hand to him when he’s having a bad day, an ugly day, a day that shuts him down and drains him out). You try to prove to Bakugou that you’re made of the same firepower he is—that you can wield it, just like he can (you stick up for yourself; you show up for others, without them asking. You grin at him when he walks in, unwavering. Unflickering).
Things always come to a head, though. Best Friends isn’t a term either would use for the other—they both save that for other relationships, formative ones that built them up in ways neither of them were equipped to do for each other at the time. It isn’t enough to describe what they are to each other. What they have been. It doesn’t describe how they know each other like the ins and outs of their own souls, and how that means they can see it when the other eases in your presence. When one of them laughs too easily (Deku), or grins too sharp—sudden and bright and unexpected, like lightning (Bakugou). They don’t talk about it. It’s almost a kindness
 until something goes terribly, terribly wrong (a massive villain fight, upending half the city and leaving it in embers), and one of them is caught in the blaze of a building, trying evacuate it—the other bleeding out in the middle of the battle-field, their latest threat curling over them, gloating.
We’re about to lose them both! But facing this, seeing this, one thing is clear—the worry for them, for them both, is hot and sickly and awful, but there’s one face we think of first, when it happens.
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malenchka · 3 months
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Just two imprisoned atrocious and evil murderers,,, in the same cell,,,, reading each other literature at night to pass the time cuz they’re super gay 😂 As per usual Hadeon (the idiot on the left) belongs to me, and my favorite boy in the whole world Logan (on the right) belongs to @crusnikroxas đŸ˜ŒđŸ’–đŸ’•đŸ©·
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May I suggest this kitsune character to you? He’s a lovable idiot but his name is Kaede Hanagata. Look him up on tumblr and you won’t be disappointed
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he may indulge in cannibalism (in a sense) and is rather self centred when it comes down to his roots, but he is cute and I shall keep this soft looking himbo close to my heart. my tactic is usually ‘give the troubled character a hug and all will be well’ so I want to do the same with him and hope he doesn’t KABOOM me into space on fire 😌
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kaede is genuinely so cool though, I can’t even bring myself to hate him at all I’m just really intrigued by his character. plus his appearance oh man I adore his different coloured eyes and his orangey hair I always fall for orange haired characters why is that and his big smile - he is always so cheery and excitable ,,, the himbo energy settles in here.
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^ LOOK! AT! HIM! AND! HIS! FLUFF! tall detective kitsune boy with fire manipulating powers I love yooou
I’m going to start reading kemono jihen asap. it’s perfect for me to enjoy with all the body horror and stuff, that’s right up my alley! thank you so much anon đŸ„°
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akane171 · 2 years
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...Eh no, how'd you come up with THAT drama?😂 We're only fighting over the custody of the pups, without the whole rest😂
True true đŸ€” And he had one specific reason for existing from the very beginning, so that probably helped, toođŸ€”
HAHAHAA yess he kinda did, now that you pointed it out like that😅🙈 And meh, yeah, sadly, but at least the Winchesters acknowledge it repeatedlyđŸ€”
Yeah, it's been a while so I'm not exactly 100% in the details either but Shippuuden did add the others kinda befriending Naruto before (and ACTUALLY befriending, not just see each other and kinda relate from a distance) and more healthily, but oh well, the shared understanding of loneliness must have trumped everythingđŸ€”đŸ˜…đŸ€·đŸ»â€â™€ïž
It's actually amazing how many things used to be perfectly fine a long time ago until some humans decided to screw it up and make it SUPPOSEDLY weirdđŸ™„đŸ™„đŸ˜©Â  Just think of women's role in the viking age or dresses and skirts originally being made and worn by men (same with high heels)đŸ™„đŸ€ŠđŸ»â€â™€ïž
..."Entertaining"...đŸ€ŠđŸ»â€â™€ïžđŸ˜© Now I'm starting to worry about YOU😅😂🙈
Nooooooo😭😭😭😭😭 Oh god, poor Damnit, poor Kara and poor freaking Mon😭 Why make them suffer so???😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭🙈🙈🙈🙈 
Life is indeed brutal, but dogs should and need to be protected!😭😌😭🙈
Thank you😭🙈 (that "probably" still worries me tho)
Oh, Huh, Dunno, I think I've only ever seen two or so films with him and don't even remember which?đŸ˜…đŸ€·đŸ»â€â™€ïž He's pretty funny in interviews and lipsync battles😂
Yeah, I actually really like the theory, cause there does seem to be a lot of evidence hinting at it đŸ€”đŸ˜ Ohhh, the Loki show was good but he's DEFINITELY another tragic dork🙈🙈😭
Loool, True, that might have been how Sasuke could have ended upđŸ€” Tho there were actually filler episodes in the Tsukiyomi no Mi where all the Uchihas weren't killed and Minato, Kushina, etc were still alive, too, and Sasuke kinda went off the deep-end there, too, but I don't particularly remember why he was like that there, too, might have been another Uchiha conspiracy thođŸ€”đŸ˜…đŸ™ˆ
Ohhh, a party with Mon and Thor would be HILARIOUS!😂😂 (I think a What-If episode even had FratboyOfTheUniverse!Thor đŸ€”) 
Ohh, btw, Spidey might be a pretty good fit for Mon, too đŸ€” Happy-go-lucky, sarcastic and learning the whole "with great power comes great responsiblity" lessonđŸ€”đŸ˜‚
Ohhh😍 Nice, Derek is finally backkđŸ’ƒđŸ»đŸ’ƒđŸ»đŸ’ƒđŸ»đŸ’ƒđŸ»đŸ˜ Hmm, good question about the mother tho...Most are still assuming it must be Braeden form what I've seen online, but dunnođŸ€·đŸ»â€â™€ïž (Tbh, I wasn't really too much of a fan of that, but that might just have been because she wasn't really around long enough for them to develop naturally and her to become more relatable😅🙈🙈)
😂😂 True true, my condolensces anyway😅🙈
Haha, yeah, like, the moment my mood changes my music choice will, too 😂 I gets annoying for others when I'm in charge of music cause I'll usually get bored or find a better one before the first is even finishedđŸ˜‚đŸ˜‚đŸ€ŠđŸ»â€â™€ïž
Yeah, it really DOES say a lot about oneselfđŸ€”đŸ˜‚đŸ™ˆÂ 
Ohhh, another song I seem to have a weakness for is the Macarena😂😂 It just makes me laugh like an idiot and most recently "Give that Wolf a Banana" toođŸ˜‚đŸ˜‚đŸ€”Â  Apart from that...Uhh, "Chop Suey" by System of A Down tends to not be skipped by me eitherđŸ€” "Falling inside the Black" and "Not gonna die" by Skellet, "Thnks fr th mmrs" by Fall Out Boy, "Earth" by Sleeping At Last and "Same Old War" by Our Last Night? đŸ€”đŸ€” Ohhh, and "Carnival of Rust" by Poets of the Fall đŸ€”
Do you have favourites?đŸ€”đŸ˜
Ohw no😰🙈 And yess, I already did😂 (I happened to see your reply before hers so I might have already screamed/panicked at her about what happened to her wrist😅😂🙈🙈)
Anyway, as always stay safe, stay happy and have a great Sunday!đŸ’ƒđŸ»
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Mhm. Sure.
Yep. Poor dude. RIP
Yeah, Winchesters were... fucked up xD But sometimes I think some of their fans are more xDDDD
Ooooh, ok, that one. When he was playing with the kids but in the end they all returned home with their parents and he was left alone, and when he was returning he was seeing Sasuke near the lake. Got it.
On the other hand... imagine a village where people just leave the orphaned kids alone like Naruto and Sasuke .... like... wtf...
I mean, look at the most homophobic organization aka Catholic Church (I just want to say I am Catholic xD). Dresses? Pink? Laces??? TADAH!
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^It always makes me laugh xD
Worry about me? AWWWWWW
Well, that's life? There are no always HEA xD
But ok, ok, she broke up with her fiance and asked the agent to contact the owner to meet. He comes, they meet in the house, they talk, they kiss, have a steamy sex near the fireplace and then go for a walk with the doggo. Happy?
Time will tell? xD Fingers crossed for the theory. Maybe it will be reveal one day? In s2 maybe?
I say no to fillers xD there was a movie in AU too I think? Where Saukra was the hero, Naruto still had his parents and Sasuke had his parents and was a womanizer xD God, i hate fillers in any way xD
Mon and Thor bromance! Give it now!
i mean, Ididn't love it, it was not otp, but made sense and it was something a lot of other TW couples didn't have (Scott Malia? wtf? and don't make me moan about s*ydia) *rolls eyes*
Thanks... I guess.
Lol, so you are the Dean, you choose the music, end of story xD
The banana song was the best thing after the Ukrainian song xD Aww, Chop Suey. It seems a lot ot people who like Linkin Park like Skillet too? Never heard of sleeping at last, seems niceeeeee. The same goes for same old war :D
Well, Akatsuki no kuruma by FictionJunction YUUKA, Scissors Paper Rock by Indica, Helvegen by Wardruna, Heartless Madness by Dynazty, Strenght of a thousand men by Two Steps from Hell, The Crying Shore by Bare Infinity, Vataha by Dzivia, Sehnsucht by Rammstein, Astral Romance (2001) by Nightwish, In Vaun by WT, Dream Thieves by Sonata Arctica, Virtue and Vice by Delain, Blood on my hands by Xandria, Storm the sorrow by Epica, Helvetios by Eluveitie, Krigsgaldr by Heilung, Touch in the night by Battle Beast and yep, a lot of more. But as you said, it depends on the mood.
Thank youuuu. I feel we need to harass her more about her WELL BEING =='
Have a nice day too!
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So the ‘eager to please’ biscuit spit choice was kind of an interesting one for me. Like obviously Rebecca isn’t seeing Ted in that way yet, that’s how slow burn works. But she’s also eating his biscuits, she knows damn well he’s eager to please (and how fabulous that is). She just hasn’t thought about it in that context and it takes her by surprise. And there’s really no reason for them to go so hard (no pun) on ‘ted is good in bed’ unless it’s going to be relevant!
If we’re talking directorial choices, please can someone come up with a platonic explanation for Rebecca fussing with her hair and jacket towards the end of the Xmas episode (literally the ep after the biscuit spit). Oh right there is none, she is flustered as hell and not sure why.
i might as well get "THE SACRED TEXTSPARALLELS" tattooed in block letters across my gotdang forehead but lest we forget that both Ted and Rebecca had sex on the same night (albeit with different people), the same day that was also the wedding anniversary of Rebecca's failed marriage AND the day Ted's divorce was finalized. it was written in the script (by the war criminal that is Jason Sudeikis) that even though Rebecca's was eyeing the attractive waiter, Ted was on her mind the entire time. i ask, once again, why these parallels? why does the show need to let me see the morning after and their various "walks of shame" of these two friends if not to subliminally imply something? no one goes that out of their way to showcase incompatibility between two people; that makes for an awfully dull and redundant story
Rebecca spitting out the biscuits could have so many different interpretations and like, none of them would be wrong? is she disgusted by this trivia about her gaffer/employee? that's possible. did she spit it out by surprise at the "this people pleaser's need to please extends to the bedroom"? yeah. did her mouth suddenly run dry at the fact that "oh wait Ted is indeed a man that has sexual needs!"? perhaps.
if you went to anyone else and told them Ted's really eager to please in bed, 99% of the response would be "oh ew gross why tf did you feel the need to tell me that?!" so in my opinion, it isn't solid enough of evidence to use as an argument against Ted/Rebecca. and just like you said anon, Rebecca doesn't see him that way yet, mostly because.... she's his boss, her revenge plot (albeit already in shambles) is still going, and she was, and still is, the only person who saw him at his most vulnerable having a panic attack. she's not Keeley who gets off on her man crying lmao but even that is played for comedic effect of how Roy's usually so stoic that him being emotional is refreshing
LET US TALK ABOUT THE CHRISTMAS EPISODE. let us talk about how given two extra episodes that a holiday rom com inspired Christmas episode is what Jason and co. decided to give us
let us talk about parallels yet again (triple edition): Leslie and Julie showcasing how their healthy and happy 25+ years of marriage has created such a warm and safe space that the players all want to be there because they make them feel at home (a future all couples should strive to have); Roy and Keeley as an established couple showcasing how good of parents they'd be through Phoebe (next stop: marriage); Ted and Rebecca as two lonely souls during a holiday of love and gathering, coming together to share a tradition that Rebecca used to do with her ex-husband that she knew would make Ted happy because it was an act of actively spreading love, thus showcasing how their core values are the same (next stop: kiss kiss fall in love 😌)
let us talk about how Rebecca throws stones at Ted's window like she's a teen boy in the '90s trying to get his crushes attention, and uses tinsels to spell out "HI TED" in direct response to his "HI BOSS" (everyone in Richmond Greens watching these two idiots chase each other like they're in a rom com 💀). Ted's "oh no should i change?" and Rebecca saying he "looks perfect" taking a page out of those guilty pleasure Hallmark holiday flicks. the end of the evening with them walking with zero (0) personal space between them and Rebecca's fidgeting with her coat lapel that isn't a single thread out of place while Ted has his hands in his pockets because you know these two want to h*ld hands but they can't yet but they wanna and like at some point their hands are gonna touch and we might as well get a 2005 Pride and Prejudice Mr. Darcy hand flex shot from one of them oh god oh fuck i'm fully feral now
but getting flustered after spending an entire day with a very lovely man is totes platonic behavior y'know
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OH SHIT OH SHIT WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN. I FEEL THE NEED TO MAKE A LONG REVIEW SO HERE WE GO:
- mc sitting in yoongi's lap and the subtle double sense, that made me laugh so much.
- GOOOD they're so grateful for her and happy she's around :( the moment jin said he wanted everything to be perfect for her and then wanting to kiss her. UGH jungkook also wanting to kiss her aaaaaaaa.
- "When had his heart accepted you as his own? Probably the moment he saw you" CRYING.
- the mentions of vmin and namjin, yes i love themmmm.
- "That’s usually a thought he had when the hyungs were being cute, him stopping them in the middle of whatever they were doing with a kiss on their lips and watching the adorable way their brain would stutter once they registered it. Why did he want to kiss you like he did his hyungs?" EEEEK I WAS SMILING LIKE AN IDIOT WHEN I READ THAT. HE IS SUCH A SWEETHEART.
- Tae not doing anything until he knows his lovers feel the same - his loyalty omfg.
- the small intimate acts with hobi, the jealousy she tried to mask as helping him out. i loved how he made her sit with her back against his chest.
- namjoon saying he'd drop everything to go to the beach with her. that's it. them goofing around in the bath tub!!!!! namjoon just reminiscing.
- jimin slowly realizing he's in love - "He felt complete. Really, truly complete, knowing that you were the piece they needed. Nothing brought them together like you.He felt complete. Really, truly complete, knowing that you were the piece they needed. Nothing brought them together like you." this was it for me, this was so so beautiful.
AND FINALLY: THEM AGREEING THEY LOVE MC AH
"They all shared a look, coming to agreement. “Yeah. Let’s make her ours.” she is already yours don't doubt it omfg.
I just wanna finish this by saying once again: thank you for all the amazing pieces you write, you make my Wednesdays so worth it. happy everything is slowly falling into place.
:D you're welcome ! I try to make you all happy
the scene where she sits in Yoongi's lap was so hard for me to write, i was unsure how much emphasis to put on it, but I think it came out well, jin just wants you to be happy like his loves bc he loves you đŸ„°đŸ„°đŸ„° i throw vmin into every chapter, they're soulmates how could I not? And jk is just a baby boy, he likes seeing you feel comfortable around them,, and tae has been holding himself so hard 😭 i think out of all them tae has held back the most,, hobi on the other hand is done holding back, and so is jimin, you're theirs now, but you already were 😌
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maarriiii · 4 years
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Ms. Grumpy
A/N: I AM ALIVE HAHAHA. Forgive my over enthusiastic self but I haven’t been in touch with the online world in like four days and I’ve been lacking inspiration in writing which is so fuckin annoying. This have been in my Wattpad drafts (yes, I have a Wattpad. It’s the same username as my Tumblr because I’m not creative 😌) for God knows how long. And, as per usual, it’s Isaac because as you all know I’m a hoe for that tall werewolf. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this 💕💕
Pairings: Isaac Lahey x female!reader
Warnings: None
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"Hey there, Ms. Grumpy. What got you this upset?" y/n closed her eyes and hit her head on her locker door, muttering something about why she was a stupid idiot—her words not his. Isaac approached her like he always did every Tuesday morning since they both have the same first period.
y/n turned her head to where Isaac was and slightly pouting at the boy. She sighed and lifted her head from the cool metal locker. "It's nothing," she mumbled, but Isaac heard her very clearly. He raised his brow at her, but y/n didn't faltered under his gaze, knowing that her current dilema wasn't that important.
"You know I could tell when you're lying right?" y/n rolled her eyes at his words, silently cursing at him for being a werewolf. "Come on, what is it? You can tell me anything." You're going to laugh at me, she thought. y/n always put her education above everything else. Sure, she wasn't on Lydia Martin's level but she was up there.
"I lost my history project. I've checked everywhere. My house, Stiles' house, and the library. I was really hoping it would be on my locker but it's not. It's due today and I can't possibly write another five page project in a day." Isaac wanted to laugh at the fact that the thing that bothered her so much was her missing homework, but he could tell that she really worked hard for it and didn't want to upset her even more.
Isaac opened his arms and wrapped it around her. y/n sighed as she was enveloped in Isaac's arms. For whatever reason, it always calmed her down and slowed her overthinking mind. She just focused on how his arms were around her, how warm he felt, how he always had a great smell and how right it just felt.
"I'm sorry you lost your homework. If it makes you feel any better, I didn't do it at all." y/n pulled away from his chest and gave the boy a stern glare. Before she could uttered a single word, Isaac beaten her to it. "I know, I know that you told me to do it but I just forgot." y/n wanted to give him a lecture about doing his assignments but all she did was rolled his eyes at him.
"Tell you what, why don't we just skip history today?" y/n widened her eyes at the thought of skipping a class. y/n l/n only skipped classes for supernatural business, but anything other than that she wouldn't dare. That didn't mean she was tempted though.
"Okay," she nodded. Now, it was Isaac's turn to widened his eyes. He honestly thought it would take a lot more persuasion for her to agree, but from the look of her eyes and the small smile on her lips meant that she really means it. "Really?" y/n nodded again. "O-okay, okay, good, g-great actually." y/n laughed at his stuttering and his slight flushed cheeks.
The bell echoed through the hallways and students scattered to their first class of the day. y/n took one of Isaac's hand that was on her shoulders and tangled her fingers with his. "I think we should get to class now." Instead of answering, Isaac's eyes were on their tangled hands. It wasn't usual for y/n to be the first one that initiated the hand holding or the hugs, so Isaac was a tad bit surprised y/n did it without blushing or quickened heartbeat.
y/n chuckled at his dazed expression and snapped her fingers in front of his face. The werewolf snapped back into reality and mentally cursed himself for looking like an idiot. "Come on, Lahey. Before we're late." y/n dragged the werewolf away—which proven to be slightly difficult—and towards their first class of the day. For the first time, y/n was actually excited for skipping class with Isaac.
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