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firelinphd · 1 year
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Their S/O is a bimbo | Headcanons
female reader
-> You love wearing long hair, long nails, makeup, jewelry and fashionable clothes, and you have more of a cool and extravagant attitude.
-> Mikoto Aiura, Shun Kaidou, Metori Saiko, Kusuo Saiki.
Mikoto Aiura
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Kachow ! She’s a gyaru. You two immediately got along when she arrived at school without even knowing you both liked girls. It was randomly brought up in a conversation, and she joked about how you two should be dating. And you did.
Obviously, you two catch the attention when you are alone, even more when hanging out together, and even more when holding hands or showing PDA. But you do match, even though Aiura always claim she’s a gyaru and not a bimbo.
You often like to match as you like the same type of clothing. You often end up buying the same exact pieces of clothing (and if you’re the same size, sometimes only buy one and just exchanging it) and jewelry. Once, you even showed up with the exact same phone case without talking about it before.
Still, it wouldn’t be funny to date someone exactly like you. And this is why you cherish the little differences you two have. As she is more outgoing and touchy, you’re a bit more laid back and cold. One is a dog person, the other is a cat person.
Concerning her powers, you think she is impressive, but as you both already catch the attention enough, it often annoys you how many people follow her around and how she sometimes ignores you because people asked for her service. But she tries to make some effort to calm it down for you.
Overall, you both are having a great time dating since you like the same things and can relate to each other’s stories. Still, it does happen that it gets feisty since you two don’t have the same personality, bug which couple doesn’t have some downs ?
Shun Kaidou
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Obviously, despite having liked you for a whole year, even before you became a part of the Saiki squad, Shun never confessed to you. Nendou actually snitched on him, right in front of his face, and you replied casually : « Should’ve told me sooner, we would be dating. »
No one could really believe it -except Saiki obviously, even though you weren’t as obsessed as the other girls he could hear thoughts of- but you did go on a date with him and became a couple after that. Opposites do attract.
For you, you’re dating someone that drowns you in compliments. For him, he’s dating someone way better than him and that he doesn’t deserve. As Shun gets obvious about it, despite trying to hide it, you keep comforting him about it, even many months after you guys have started dating.
It doesn’t help him that he overhears random people making comments about you two whenever they walk past you holding hands. But you always quickly call them out and tell them to mind their own business. It’s too bad that Saiki can’t tell Shun that he has powers, because he could reassure him even more that you truly love him.
Despite you two not having the same interests, you always show each other what you like to do and hang out together. You painted Shun’s nails and he absolutely loved it. So he took you to his hideout. You didn’t get his little IRL dungeons and dragons thing, but you were willing to act like a damsel in distress for him.
One thing that you both never mention to your friends is how Shun is impressed by how you manage to put on a so great makeup that makes you look so pretty and how he sometimes stares at you doing so.
Overall, you two are the portrayal of that girl dating a skinny gamer guy with unbrushed hair. Shun loves giving you affection and compliments (and also how he’s never overdressed if you’re around), while you never judge him on his interests and never leave him touch-starved.
Metori Saiko
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As he had been used by many girls like you before for his money, Saiko didn’t like you to begin with. I mean, he does think that he needs to buy people so they would like him, but his father ended up telling him they were mean girls.
However, he noticed that you were a part of the Saiki squad, which was already suspicious to him, as they were all always telling him they didn’t want his money. But the day you told him : « Don’t try to buy me, or I’ll kick your ass. » he knew he only liked Teruhashi because of her ‘power’. And he still had a type. And the rich guy always gets with the pretty girl.
After that day, he randomly decided that you were the love of his life and you just got along with it, you thought if was funny. Well… until he actually changed and you started liking him back. You seemed pissed off as you confessed to him, but he found it amusing.
It actually didn’t shock anyone when you showed up at school holding his arm, neither did it shock them when you got out of his limousine at the front gate. His father thought you were another gold digger, but he was surprised when he realized that you just liked looking pretty without being an actual mean girl.
Obviously, Saiko buys you anything you want even after the 60 times you told him he didn’t need to. You gladly accept it, but you still feel bad. I mean, he even takes you to fancy restaurants only, because « a girl as classy as you shouldn’t go to some random ramen place ». You know, that place he actually loves.
Even after a few months into the relationship, he still doesn’t believe that you’re actually not from the high society. « Everyone else looks so boring. They’re all peasants ! But you look so stylish. You’ve finally found the place you belong to. » It is charming, but it does make you roll your eyes. He sometimes sounds so insensitive ?
Overall, you two get along very well and objectively match, looking great, being touchy with each other… after all, you both started by not liking each other, if just makes the relationship spicier. All the more, people are greatful that you make Saiko a more likeable guy, even though you have to get through a few fights to make it work.
Kusuo Saiki
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Don’t get me wrong, Saiki absolutely loves you. However, for someone that doesn’t want to catch the attention, maybe dating you wasn’t the best idea. It isn’t worse than whenever he is with Teruhashi, but it still is enough to bother him.
Whenever you two are on a date, even though people wouldn’t forcefully walk to you, they would at least stare at you a few times. Saiki did change the world to make people think that he doesn’t look extravagant, but he didn’t change it for bimbos.
It took a while for Saiki to realize that he had feelings for you, as he keeps denying that he even has friends. However, it was obvious to him that he was nervous around you, despite being able to hear your thoughts.
But you were caring, kind to him, polite to his parents, and despite having a crush on him -that he obviously knew about- you didn’t harass him and try to get his attention, like those other girls who liked him too.
As you were a part of his group of friends, it took him a whole year to confess to you. Well- actually, you confessed to him one day, after you thought you had lost interest in him. « Don’t laugh, but I used to have a crush on you. Like, on my friend ? That’s so weird. » You thought he was telling his first joke ever when he told you he liked you back.
But still, after all these months, you guys keep it discreet at school and only show that you two are a couple behind close doors. Even though Saiki isn’t into PDA and you respect it, he does know when you feel bad or sad and shows you a bit of affection even if your friends are around, like holding your hand or rubbing your back.
Overall, despite you being a bimbo and him being a discreet and cold guy, the relationship works well, as you both respect each other’s boundaries and way of life. Saiki himself and your friends were all surprised at how well it worked, but they can’t deny that it does.
i might write a second part with aren, kokomi, hairo and reita 😳👉🏻👈🏻
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Super small itsy bitsy drabble of teacher Steve
Mr. Harrington was a pretty cool teacher. He got along with every clique of students on a personal level, he knew how to teach without droning on and on, and he was always super open with his students. So you can imagine the shock that ran rampant across his 0 hour class when the tired 11th graders walked in at 6am to see him writing out the day’s schedule with a gold ring brandishing the hand holding his expo marker.
Shushed muttering sounded immediately until Derek’s voice pierced through noise. “Uhh, Mr. H? What are you wearing,” the student asked pointing at his teacher’s left hand.
Said teacher turned around to face his class looking down at his chosen outfit for the day. What did he wear his pants inside out or something?
After a quick inspection of his attire he looked up at the students, “what do you mean? I’m wearing what I usually wear and am bullied for, a polo and jeans-?”
“And a wedding ring!” Paige shouted standing among her other classmates. “Did you get engaged Mr. Harrington?!” Janet spoke up causing a wave of questions to follow up from the rest of the class.
Steve brought his hand up to inspect, finally understanding his students’ shock, only to start chuckling, “Well I was engaged… like, 11 years ago.” He dragged that out hoping to get at least a little fun out of his mistake.
This statement was met with a resounding “WHAT??” from all his students as even more questions started to come in than before.
“Who are you married to?!”
A smirk, “My husband.”
“And who is your husband?”
“The man I married. Jeez kids keep up, what have I been teaching you?”
“Mr. Harringtonnnnnn,” their groans echoed through the classroom in annoyance.
Sighing Steve relented telling them he’s been married to his husband for a little over a decade, but they’d been together for almost 4. He was of course met with confusion and maybe a bit of hurt -he was their favorite teacher after all- but mostly confusion. Why had he kept his marriage a secret?
That’s when Jackson spoke up from where he was seated on his desk near the front of the classroom, “Dang! I was sure there was a blossoming romance starting between him and that Pols teacher Mr. Munson!”
“Hah! I think you mean blossomed romance J. Boom!” Their teacher exclaimed as he pulled up his and Eddie’s wedding photos on his phone. “That’s right I bagged him, kachow.”
“WHAT?!-” “gross don’t say kachow-” “called it”
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enbyblades · 3 years
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starscream @ bumblebee: i fucked your dad, shitlips 
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softmafia · 3 years
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Hisoka with jealous gf pt.2
I’m probably going to make multiple of these because kachow. And I get so jealous I cry sometimes, I shouldn’t be this emotionally attached to a fictional character.
If I was a deadly sin I would be envy
warnings: dark topics, yandere behavior, violence, death
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•Seeing your bursts of rage and the feeling of your bloodlust releasing from you like an atomic bomb made Hisoka’s heart pump with desire, he loved watching you destroy cities and entire buildings just for him.
•He enjoys it too much actually, he wanted to see you jealous so he didn’t do anything when some lady in a tight red dress and too much perfume on started rubbing up on him, arm tossed over his shoulder. He didn’t touch her, or pay her any mind, but he didn’t stop her either.
•He smiled to himself when he felt your bloodlust turn on, he would compare it to a little switch sometimes.
•However, when he heard you begin to sob, and saw tears streaming down your face as your hands gripped the hem of your skirt in your fists he immediately threw the woman off of him and came to you.
•but it was too late, you had already twisted the lady’s head until it twisted clean off. As much as Hisoka enjoyed the display, and smell of violence, he couldn’t forgive himself for making you cry. He reached out to touch your shoulder but you pushed him away. His heart shattered when you tried wiping tears off of your face but just ended up smearing blood everywhere, it mixed with your mascara.
•you ran away and Hisoka desperately tried to chase you, calling out your name and following the trail of dead bodies that you left. But then you were gone.
•Hisoka began to grow worried and frantic, he called your number more times than he could count and blew up your text messages. He was afraid for the worst.
“Illumi.” Hisoka said, his hand clenching his phone against his ear impossibly tight, “Please, I need your help in finding Y/n. I upset her and now she’s gone, I can’t find her and she’s not answering me.” His voice was hoarse and creaky, his body boiled in anger at himself, and worry for Y/n. Illumi sighed through the phone, “I knew this would happen.” His words just made Hisoka even more unnerved, Illumi spoke again, “I’ll do my best to find her, she probably won’t be far.”
Hisoka hung up.
•He power-walked nervously back to his and Y/n’s house, hoping, praying that she could just be home safe and sound. She loves angel food cake, his mind paced, I’ll buy her all of the angel food cake in the world. His teeth grit in his skull and his nails dug into his palms
•the slung the front door open and stepped inside. He was met with a familiar bloodlust that hit him in the face so hard he could’ve stumbled back and landed on the doormat. Any normal person would be terrified to be in the presence of such deadly and dangerous bloodlust, but Hisoka was thrilled and relieved once he caught sense of it.
•he sprinted as fast as he could in it’s direction and broke open the bathroom door. He sighed in relief when he saw his darling Y/n, but she was still crying, sniffling as she washed people’s blood off of her curled up in a bubble bath.
•Hisoka’s heart broke even more and he rushed to her side, grabbing her and holding her tightly so she wouldn’t get away, he didn’t care if his clothes became wet or soapy.
•Y/n squirmed and hit him weakly in trying to attempt to get out of his hold, her lip quivering as she broke out into another loud sob. Hisoka sighed and shushed her, pulling away but not letting go, just so he can wipe her tears and wash some blood off of her face. Her makeup was smeared down to her chin, her eyes were droopy and told a sad story. Years of neglect and heartbreak nestled into one tiny soul, it angered Hisoka, he wanted to destroy whoever hurt her and protect her with his life.
•Hisoka shook his head and kissed all over her face, he pressed his forehead against hers and sighed.
“I’m so sorry..” he whispered, placing a hand tenderly on her neck, “I shouldn’t have let it gone that far. I didn’t know it would trouble you this much.” He held her tightly as she was still trying to squirm away from his affection. Moments later after she stood dead still, she melted into his hold and cried into his chest, “Hisoka..” she sobbed, muffled by his clothing.
He patted her back gently and tenderly, as if she was a small, glass doll that would break if one single harsh movement was made. “You’re the only person for me, baby girl~” he kissed her wet hair, reaching for the shampoo and squirting some into his hand, “You don’t need to feel threatened by anybody, darling~ I understand the feeling, but I already love you~” he massaged the product into her hair as she sniffed away tears.
“I would never give you up for the world, you’re the most important thing in my life~”
Epilogue
Hisoka helped clean off the blood on Y/n and her clothes, peppering her with kisses every second and never stopped telling her how much she meant to him. After that they ordered some food, and ate as they snuggled in bed, watching one of Hisoka’s favorite romantic soap operas(which is totally not The Bold and The Beautiful). Y/n leaned against Hisoka’s shoulder as she felt her heavy eyelids close, enjoying the safety and comfort she found in this killer magician. Hisoka looked at her and smiled, sliding down on the bed to where they were both laid down. He pulled the covers over her shoulders and wrapped her up in a little blanket-ball, holding her there and gently rubbing her face with the tips of his fingers, watching her drift to sleep.
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Very off-topic but holy moly look at how sexilicious Hisoka looks here.
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jungshookz · 3 years
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it’s always hard to say goodbye
okay so it took me a while to figure out how to title this post and,.,. how i even wanted to start this conversation but i wanted to be as straightforward and honest with you guys as possible because it’s the least you deserve!!! 
it’s been a long time coming but this post has been in my drafts for a while and as crazy as it is it’s time for me to say goodbye
to march 
GOODBYE TO MARCH because it’s april first which means it’s a new month so happy april!!!! it may be april fool’s day today (honk honk!) but every day is april fool’s day when ur a fool like me :D yes i might have forgotten about the drabble for march but i’m just going to say that it was all part of an elaborate april fool’s day prank so consider yourselves PRANKED B-) u should see the look on your face right now u lame loser 
for february’s drabble poll i thought it’d be exciting to censor the options so that you guys wouldn’t know what you’d be getting yourselves into but in reality the general feeling was just?? confusion?? mild disappointment?? and because you didn’t know what you were voting for the enthusiasm levels were understandably a little low so let’s just agree that february’s drabble poll never happened :D trial and error!!! i am a scientist :D 
anyways here are ur options for april hopefully everyone will feel more kachow about this month’s poll :’)) 
                                      »»————- ✏️  ————-««
🛠️option one:
yoongi’s ex is back in town for the weekend, and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t slightly envious of a) how knowledgeable she is about stupid cars and b) how well she gets along with literally everyone. 
mechanic!yoongiverse;
sfw // honk honk humour;
featuring an oblivious yoongi and a slightly (very) immature y/n who doesn’t quite know what to do when things don’t go her way! 
☁️option two:
after watching a captivating performance by mr. park and miss im, a little voice in the back of your head suggests there may be a slight possibility jimin is still in love with his ex - which can’t be true... right? 
balletteacher!jiminiverse;
sfw // angst;
featuring suspiciously chummy exes jimin and nayeon and y/n thinking that she has no choice but to do something drastic! 
📓option three:
your new (very handsome) professor looks familiar for some reason, but you can’t quite figure out why... (you slept with him three years ago and snuck out of his apartment before he woke up - and then you ghosted him. whoops.)
professor!seokjin (newbie!);
sfw // honk honk humour;
featuring a mortified y/n trying to hide her face for fifty minutes straight and a curious seokjin wondering why one of his students is wearing sunglasses indoors! 
📱option four: 
namjoon invites you over for a friends-only weekend sleepover and taehyung finds a way to work around the distance between the two of you. 
roommate!taehyungiverse;
nsfw // phone sex + guided masturbation;
featuring taehyung returning to his cocky frat-boy roots and y/n trying very hard to resist her persuasive boyfriend!
here’s the link to my twitter (and if ur not following me yet i’m going to need u to do something about that asap)! 
the poll (i’m posting it five minutes after this post goes up so that my super epic hardcore prank isn’t immediately ruined) expires in two days :-) which gives you an ample amount of time to think about what universe you’d like to step into this month! 
okay bye 
cee :D
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classicaljihoon · 6 years
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disneyland with mingyu
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mingyu wakes up crazy early in anticipation of the day ahead
he definitely tries on your mickey ears in the mirror of the hotel
“y/n will mickey be there” “y/n what if i see mickey” “Y/N CAN WE TAKE PICTURES WITH MICKEY”
the two of you take plenty of adorable selfies on main street
he surprises you with a kiss, the delight on your face caught on your camera roll
the picture is immediately set as mingyu’s lockscreen
mingyu looks all day for the perfect mickey ears to buy
ends up buying matching ones for the two of you
he insists on you taking him to your favorite ride first
his giggles echo all the way through the matterhorn
he makes sure you’re not hungry or thirsty every two seconds
you two share cotton candy whenever you can
the ride he’s most excited to go on is splash mountain, followed closely by space mountain
both of you giving a “woo!” down every tiny dip in splash mountain but s c r e a m i n g down the final drop
later the picture reveals his eyes shut tight tight tight and the biggest smile you’ve ever seen on his face
you sing to each other when the rides have music from the movies
you run your hands through his hair in long lines
he scratches your back when you’re tired in return
both of you stop to take aesthetic pictures in every hidden corner
you’re both thoroughly embarrassed afterwards but it’s worth it for the instagram post
he l o v e s trying the different food options
corndogs? amazing
pretzels? to die for
dole whip? he’s googling how to make it at home
watching the fireworks is a must
you can’t help but smile at his small “wow”s at every explosion
in turn he’s watching your eyes light up with the sky and wondering how he got so lucky to be with you in the happiest place on earth
no disney trip is complete without california adventure too
he’s very nervous to go on guardians of the galaxy
but the happiness on your face when you talk about it gives him a new breath of courage
he holds your hand tightest just before the drops
lowkey bops to the music in his seat
him whispering “kachow” at you at random points when walking down radiator springs
his smile on radiator springs racers is one to match his splash mountain laugh
the incredicoaster is a whole new story
you’re both hyped in line and ready to go
but the closer you get to the front of the line the quieter gyu gets
“i was really excited but the longer i look at that loop the more i fear for my life”
you call him a baby but hold his hand for the rest of the line and give him a head pat before getting in your seats
both of you scream as you’re launched but you’re relieved to hear mingyu laugh too
“just because i laughed doesn’t mean i felt safe”
r u n n i n g to the avengers section once he hears you can meet them
he grabs your hand in surprise when the benches on soarin’ lift
he didn’t plan it but he sure didn’t let go until the ride was over
trash talking each other on toy story
taking bets on who will win, loser has to buy the other a churro
mingyu pouts as he hands his $5 to the churro lady, but grins when you split it with him anyways
when he gets tired at the end of the day he gets clingier and clingier
suddenly his arms must be around you at all times
not that you’re complaining, more back hugs for you
he falls asleep on your shoulder almost instantly on the shuttle home
although the trip is short, he talks about it constantly afterwards
the picture of your main street kiss is his lockscreen for months to remind him of how much fun you two had
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the-kings-tail-fin · 7 years
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I'd love to see some lil Lightning stories if possible... lil cal is so cute, I can't imagine how adorable our Kachow boy will be!
I highly doubt I’ll ever be able to top the baby Cal stories, but heck, I’ll give ‘er a shot.
Let’s see… how about a story about how he got his name?
His family was gathered in the common area, watching the Dinoco 400 on their television. Little Monty was anxiously hopping up and down on his front tires, unable to handle the excitement of the last ten laps of the race. He’d been following the racers all season.
Outside their home, a storm was brewing. The Texas heat and humidity made for very strong, but brief thunderstorms that often popped up out of nowhere. The winds picked up and began to howl. Thunder rolled in the distance. Monty heard it and suddenly quieted down and parked between his parents.
He was scared of violent weather. The sudden flashes and loud sounds made him feel insecure, and the howling wind haunted him even after it passed. His mother looked down at him and held out her tire for him to lean against.
“Just keep focused on the TV.” she told him. “The storm will pass soon.”
He tried, but within a minute or two the storm was right over them. He kept his eyes wide open, focusing on the colorful cars on the screen before him. Then lightning struck right near the house.
Kr-ka-pow! The thunder was almost deafening. The young racecar tried to hide from it, pushing himself as hard into his mother’s side as possible.
“You know, you’re going to have to overcome this at some point, boy.” his father told him. “You can’t live in fear forever.”
Monty heard his father’s words but didn’t want to believe them. He looked at the TV. Only five more laps to go. It was going to be close. He focused and imagined himself there with the racers, flying around the oval track at nearly two hundred miles per hour. Even in his imagination it was exhilarating.
Kra-ka-chow! The lightning outside stuck again, jolting him back to reality. He began to panic despite knowing full well he was safe. His father saw him and sighed. He was going to have to break his kid of this fear.
The television screen fuzzed for a moment as the rain started to pick up. Only three laps to go. Suddenly, the luminescence of the lights in the house increased dramatically. Then there was a pop, followed by darkness and silence, save the wind and rain outside.
“No!” Monty yelled. The race was almost over! It would take the power company hours to fix the broken power line. “No, no, no!”
Even his parents were disappointed, but they knew there was nothing they could do. There would be reruns of the race the next day, and hopefully the power would be back by then.
“Welp.” his father shook himself in disappointment. “It’s gonna be a close one. Guess we’ll have to wait, kiddo.”
Monty let out an exasperated sigh. He was angry. It was all the storm’s fault he didn’t get to see the end of the race. Lightning struck again nearby, and he didn’t even flinch. He was about to go give it a piece of his little mind.
He drove to the window that spanned the wall of their house facing west so he could see the storm clouds, angry and determined. His father noticed the sudden change in attitude, saw a learning opportunity, and followed him.
“Do you know what just happened?” his dad asked before he had a chance to yell at the sky.
“The storm took our power away!” Monty said very begrudgingly. 
“Yes. It took the power line down, and so we can’t get any electricity right now.” he explained. “But you can’t be mad at the storm, son. The sky is far more powerful than anything else on earth. Did you know that lightning is made of electricity?”
“It is?” he’d just assumed it was a big light that made a scary noise.
“Yes, and it would have enough power to provide us with all the electricity we could ever need, if only we could catch it and use it. But we can’t. It’s too fast, too dangerous.” his father tried to simplify the concepts down so he could make a point. “The power of nature is something we can’t control. We have to accept it.”
“Then I will catch it! And make it give us power!” the tiny red car was adamant. “I am faster than lightning!”
His father chuckled. “Faster than lightning, eh?” He imagined his son zipping around faster than the speed of sound. With as much energy as the kid had, it was an amusing thought.
“Yes!” Monty stomped his front tire against the floor. “I will race it! And win! And catch it!”
“But aren’t you afraid of it? I thought you didn’t like it.”
As if on cue, a bolt of lightning struck again several miles away. Monty didn’t even flinch. He just glared at it. Even when the thunder came, the kid wasn’t fazed.
“I’m not afraid.” he stated, realizing that he genuinely was no longer scared. Being upset at it had forced him to face it and realize it for what it was.
“Good.” his father was pleased. He’d gotten to teach the kid a lesson and see him overcome his biggest fear. “Now don’t go racing off after the storm. It’s still dangerous.”
His son was already driving away, lost in his own imagination. He had made it a point to catch that lightning, even if he had to become lightning himself. He started racing back and forth across the house, going as fast as he could. His parents sat by, watching him as if he were the evening’s entertainment. Every once in a while, he’d zip past them and they’d hear him mutter “I am lightning!” as he disappeared into the next room. 
“It’s kinda fitting, isn’t it?” his mother commented to his father.
“What is?”
“His whole ‘I am lightning’ charade.” she explained. “It fits his personality.”
“As a name, you mean?” his father still wasn’t sure.
“Yeah. Watch this.”
Monty made another lap around the house, and as he passed in front of his parents, his mother called out to him.
“Hey, Lightnin’! Come here for a second.” 
Monty stopped immediately and came over to her. She just smiled at him. 
“See? Doesn’t that sound natural?” she asked her husband.
“I think you’re on to something.” he agreed. “Hey kiddo, you think if we start callin’ you Lightning it’ll make you faster?”
“Yes!” the kid agreed all too enthusiastically. “I am speed! I am Lightning!”
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