#saying goodbye to my babies this week :/ then they’re going to act like I don’t exist
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this week has been like an extended panic attack but I been standing on business 🧍🏿♀️
#standing like bambie but standing#imposter syndrome is a bitch#leaving for holiday on friday. my check was graciously. heard from my brother.#got my hair done. actually going to be off work on my birthday for the first time ever#got a bunch of gift cards from parents#BACK IN THERAPY!#saying goodbye to my babies this week :/ then they’re going to act like I don’t exist#found out some deep family stuff. sleep schedule doesn’t exist. can’t breathe or have a clear thought#had a conversation with my grandmother for the first time in 3 years yikes#been crying for three days. haven’t taken my hoodie off at all#irl tag#for future me
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for surgeons au.,, perhaps some hurt/comfort :,)
[hbd @gohandinhand. sorry but tbf... u asked for this lol (also so many of you asked for 'what if bea gets hurt' bc we all share one collective grey's anatomy-ass braincell // also on ao3]
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‘dr. silva is still in the tumor resection?’
it’s only, like, your fifth week being a doctor, so there are so many things you don’t know all the time; you add dr. villaumbrosia asking this question to the list. still, she’s kind of the scariest person you’ve ever met in your life — unflappable and a little mean to everyone but her patients and their families, talented and whip-smart beyond belief, willing to take on the hardest cases — and so you answer anyway with a nod. you only know this because zaire promised he would come find you just after he’d finished with dr. silva — to celebrate at the bar down the street and hopefully more than that too — but you don’t add that; you don’t think dr. villaumbrosia would appreciate it all that much.
‘okay,’ she says, more shaken than you’ve ever seen her.
‘is something… did something go wrong, or?’
‘with ava’s surgery, no, i don’t think so.’
ava is new; you’re not embarrassed to admit that you and basically your whole intern class has been keeping track of who’s with whom amongst the attendings, so you know they’re all either dating or friends or some kind of family. still, dr. villaumbrosia never uses first names at work.
‘there’s a trauma being flown in,’ she continues. ‘there was an avalanche, and dr. choi was skiing in the backcountry today. i don’t — i don’t know more details.’ she worries her hands for a moment. ‘she hasn’t answered her sat phone.’
‘oh,’ is the best you’ve got, disarmed by the obvious fear that lingers around every inch of her.
‘dr. silva can’t know, if she does come in. not until after he’s finished the hardest part of the procedure and can pass it off.’
not that you were going to be the one to randomly decide to go to dr. silva’s OR and say any of this, but you nod. ‘of course.’
‘i need you to go check on tai; she’s in daycare.’
‘uh, i don’t — i’ve never —‘
dr. villaumbrosia waves you off. ‘she’s cute. looks like choi, acts like silva.’
when you don’t respond immediately, dr. villaumbrosia just glares. ‘yeah, of course,’ you hurry to say.
‘and then i need you to go to the ER for the trauma. dr. masters already knows you’re coming; you’re going to see what’s going on and tell me and no one else. got it?’
‘yes, dr. villaumbrosia. will do.’
‘great.’
to be honest, you have no idea where the daycare even is, and this certainly isn’t what you went to a bazillion years of school for, but whatever. maybe this will get you on dr. villaumbrosia’s good side.
‘and dr. al-najjar?’
you nod.
‘i know this seems ridiculous. but dr. choi is — she’s my favorite person. it’s important.’
you understand in your own way: you facetime your little brother every day, no matter how tired you are, no matter how late or early it is for you. ‘i’ll tell you everything as soon as i can.’
‘good.’
/
tai is, apparently, a fourteen month old, very cute toddler, who really does look like dr. choi. when you explain, very briefly, to one of the daycare teacher that dr. villaumbrosia sent you to see how she’s doing, make sure she’s okay, she nods and shows you over to an area of the room with soft mats and some wooden blocks. tai smiles at you, all baby teeth and big cheeks, and says mostly nonsense but a few words — blocks, doctor, mama — and then promptly knocks over her block tower with definite glee.
you snap a nice, cute picture of tai smiling in her little giraffe hoodie and send it off to dr. villaumbrosia. you’ve never been a baby guy, and you’re certain she isn’t either, because there’s no way you could ever possibly choose her specialty if you were, but she loves the photo anyway — the first and only time she’ll ever respond to a text from you like that, you’re absolutely certain — and it makes you smile, just for a moment. when you wave goodbye to tai she laughs, and you hope, very concretely, that she goes home with both of her parents tonight, or soon, at least, that her family stays as full and happy and warm as it had been this morning.
/
you feel genuinely nervous and way too invested: you’ve met dr. choi in passing a handful of times, and she’d assisted on one of dr. villaumbrosia’s surgeries once that you’d gotten to hold a retractor for, but according to emma — the best gossip and also dr. choi’s favorite intern, allegedly — says that dr. choi is kind and quiet and a wonderful teacher, patient and skilled and efficient. you’d been looking forward to being on her service soon, honestly, and, even in the past few weeks, you’re starting to understand that the people here, that you spend so much time with, are starting to feel like family.
dr. masters nods at you, her braids already tucked away beneath a cap, trauma gown on. you’re on peds, so you don’t know if you’re really here to help with anything — dr. villaumbrosia wasn’t called down for any consults, still set for the routine bowel repair she’d been scheduled for this afternoon, so you’re fairly certain there weren’t any children coming in — but she gestures toward the gown and gloves anyway.
‘just in case we need more hands on deck,’ she says as way of explanation. ‘there’s four people, and we don’t really know the extent of their injuries.’
you nod — what else is there to say — and things are very, very still until dr. masters gets a page and then everything is moving — loudly, organized, seamless — and you’re in awe, for a moment, of dr. masters’ ER. you love trauma surgery and she’s, like, kind of the biggest badass in the country, and it’s pretty fucking cool to watch her very quickly get everyone exactly where they need to be in the amount of time it takes for her to walk to the elevator that leads up to the helipad.
the wind whips from the blades when the doors open, rainy and miserable, and your heart is caught in your throat when the door opens. you see dr. masters’ hands shake, although you’d never, ever mention it, locked behind her back in tight fists, until dr. choi’s face — a bruise along her jaw, a scrape that runs underneath her eye, all the way into her hair, the tip of her nose and the tips of her ears a painful red, probably from frostbite — comes into view.
dr. choi, strapped into a stretcher, covered in a blanket and hooked up to an IV, immediately starts talking, before the stretcher is even fully out of the helicopter. ‘the three coming out,’ she starts, ‘i dug them out as much as i could. i did an emergency thoracostomy on david, you need to push a ton of antibiotics. anna needs to go to the OR immediately for her pelvis, make sure cam —‘
‘—beatrice,’ dr. masters says, rushing to her side and, if you were to bet, wanting to sink to her knees in relief. ‘oh my god.’
‘i’m fine,’ dr. choi says, annoyed at being made to stay on the stretcher. ‘i properly deployed my avalanche airbag. but mary, listen —‘
dr. masters holds dr. choi’s face in her hands and then kisses the top of dr. choi’s head. it’s tender, and you wonder how long they’ve known each other to afford that level of intimacy, that level of care. ‘i got them, bea. i promise. we gotta take care of you too or ava will kill me.’
dr. choi relaxes, just minutely, but you can tell — maybe because you would trust dr. masters with your life or anyone else’s, maybe at the mention of dr. silva, maybe some combination of both — and she nods.
dr. masters rolls her eyes and kisses the top of dr. choi’s head once more. ‘stupid hero. let me go make all your hard work worthwhile.’
dr. choi smiles, definitely reassured now. ‘you better.’
/
you’re not surprised, exactly, that chief superion is waiting to take over dr. choi’s care, but you are a little surprised when dr. superion squeezes her shoulder gently and smiles, a little sad.
‘ava is still in surgery, so let’s get the worst of it taken care of before she’s done, yes?’
dr. choi nods, growing more exhausted by the minute. which is fair, you think, as she tells dr. superion — and you, because you’re stuck in this room until you have a real report for dr. villaumbrosia beyond the text you’d sent that just said Dr. Choi is talking and moving, no head or neck injuries — about how the avalanche airbag had worked, even if it was frightening; about how her transceiver, according to SAR, had helped them get there faster than they would have otherwise.
‘ava always teased me about how expensive the gear was, but look who’s laughing now.’
‘well, to be fair,’ dr. superion says, looking at dr. choi’s x-rays, ‘i don’t think either of you are laughing.’
‘oh, yikes,’ dr. choi says, looking at the films too. she’s on a fair amount of pain medicine at this point, but she’s right: there’s a few nasty fractures along the bones in her left wrist. but, other than those and a few cracked ribs and some mild frostbite on her nose, ears, and the tips of her fingers, it seems like it’s just cuts and bruises: nothing she won’t heal from, and far better off than the others who came in with her.
‘i, uh — sorry,’ you say, feeling like you’re interrupting, but they both just shake their heads, waving off your apology. ‘dr. villaumbrosia sent me to see if you’re okay, and i’m supposed to go talk to her once i know. which, i guess i know now.’ not your best work, and in front of the chief, but oh well.
dr. choi smiles fondly. ‘thank you for telling me. i’ll never let lilith forget it.’
dr. superion doesn’t smile, but it seems like she wants to. ‘go ahead, dr. al-najjar. you can tell her that we’re admitting dr. choi to ortho; dr. alvarez will operate tomorrow, once the swelling has gone down.’
‘and tell lilith i love her too.’
‘i — uh—‘
dr. superion laughs. ‘go, dr. al-najjar.’
/
you’ve just finished your report to dr. villaumbrosia — in the middle of a surgery, but it’s clear her shoulders relax immediately, continuing to operate smoothly — when dr. silva flings open the door of the OR.
‘hello ava,’ dr. villaumbrosia says, not even looking up from the stitch she’s putting in. ‘she’s okay.’
dr. silva, breathing so hard her mask is getting sucked into her mouth and nose, doubles over, her hands on her knees. ‘i gotta do more cardio, oh my god,’ he mumbles, then takes a deep breath and stands. ‘you’re sure?’
‘yes,’ dr. villaumbrosia, ‘i had dr. al-najjar make sure personally. he also checked on tai; she’s doing great.’
‘very cute,’ you say and then debate just quitting residency here altogether, but dr. silva smiles at you.
‘thanks man,’ she says. ‘sorry you missed this surgery.’
‘the bowel was perforated,’ dr. villaumbrosia says. ‘it was quite disgusting, to be honest.’
‘well then,’ dr. silva says, ‘hey, you’re welcome! you got to see my adorable kid and my sexy wife. who, as lovely as your company always is, lil, i’m gonna go see now.’
‘she deployed that avalanche airbag, dug three other people out, and did a field chest tube by the time SAR got there.’
‘hot.’
‘insane, actually,’ dr. villaumbrosia says. ‘but give her my love.’
/
two days later you’re back on shift — after drinks and truly, genuinely great sex with zaire that still ended up happening despite everything, god bless — and you swing by ortho before you go up to peds. you’re not friends with dr. choi or dr. silva, but you do want to see how things are going anyway. your mom always says it’s better to be kinder than necessary, and you’re starting to believe it.
they’re an adorable family, you think, tai showing dr. choi her lion stuffy and babbling excitedly, sitting on the hospital bed between her legs, turning every now and then toward dr. silva in a chair by her bedside. dr. choi, her arm in a brace and a sling, looks pretty good overall: her eyes seem clear, the bruises along her jaw are already starting to turn green and yellow, a great sign of healing, and the redness on her nose and ears has lessened considerably.
also, she’s sitting up and talking animatedly, clearly happy with her daughter and her wife there. from her chart — you looked it up in the system before you came, whatever — you’re pretty sure she’s going to get to go home today, which you suspect is what the small duffle bag by dr. silva’s feet is for.
‘all i’m saying,’ you hear from dr. silva, ’is that your nose could’ve fallen off.’
‘ava,’ dr. choi says, exasperated and laughing.
dr. silva sits back and pouts, exaggerating with crossed arms.
‘i will be more careful,’ dr. choi concedes, but it doesn’t feel much like a concession the way she smiles at tai and then runs a gentle hand over her wispy hair. emma — who is an incredible gossip but you’re starting to think she also just has a giant crush — had told you and zaire that dr. choi is, like, an experienced outdoors person with certifications in all kinds of different safety courses and activities; you know she and dr. villaumbrosia have done stints with MSF together too.
‘good,’ dr. silva says. ‘because lord knows i cannot raise tai by myself.’
dr. choi frowns, then offers her good hand to dr. silva, who scoots closer and takes it with a kiss to her scraped knuckles.
‘plus, while i would deal, obviously, you’d probably be less hot if your nose fell off.’
‘“probably”?’
dr. silva shrugs. ‘i love you.’
‘i love you too.’
‘would you still love me if my nose fell off?’
‘ava.’
/
‘good morning, dr. al-najjar,’ dr. choi says when you knock lightly on the open door of her office. it’s impeccably neat, a few pictures of dr. silva and tai on her desk. she’s wearing the brace on her wrist still but no sling; her bruises and frostbite have faded. in her scrubs and white coat and clogs, a fresh buzzcut and a cup of coffee in her good hand, she looks exactly the surgeon you’ve looked forward to working with.
‘good morning, dr. choi. welcome back.’
she smiles and closes her office door, starts leading you down the hall. ‘thank you. and, apologizes in advance that you won’t have any surgeries with me for the next two weeks until i’m officially cleared.’ she rolls her eyes.
‘that’s okay,’ you say. ‘more sleep, honestly.’
‘true. and,’ she says, opening a door to the most incredible, brand new lab you’ve ever seen, ‘i can promise that the research we’ll get to work on will be worth it.’
‘i always thought i would go into trauma,’ you tell her, ‘but i think i just fell in love.’
she grins. ‘the heart wants what it wants.’
you pause a moment but then you can’t help yourself: you laugh.
‘in that case,’ she says, ‘let me show you around, and let’s get to work.’
#wn#wn fic#avatrice#avatrice fic#surgeons au#this is not nearly as angsty as it could've been! ur welcome!#butch bea 🥺🫡#am i making up interns as i go?? why not i love to spiral! lmfao#also the real hardest part of this was spelling lilith's fucking long ass last name jesus christ
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Pretty Girl | 3. been on my mind
1. pretty girl | 2. lover, you should’ve come over | 3. been on my mind | 4. last goodbye | 5. hold my hand
Warnings: explicit language
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hangman.jake i’m their cool uncle
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delilah.seresin they only have one uncle
-> jake.seresin unrelated
bob.bob.floyd i find that hard to believe
jakeysgirl he loves his family so much awwww
thereal_javy true
thereal_javy only because i’m not blood related though
tasha.trace if by cool you mean lame then yes
-> hangman.jake ouch
y/nislife i need to know if y/n was there
-> y/nfanpage fr me too
r_paybackfinch aw cute
-> r_paybackfinch ^ them not you
y/n.username best uncle ever
-> halo_cal_bass he paid you to say that didn’t he
-> halo_cal_bass i know you’re scheming
penny_benny A lovely family!
-> hangman.jake thank you for commenting nicely
-> y/n.username hey :(
-> hangman.jake you too <3
-> y/n.username mhm
-> y/n.username you’re on thin ice buddy
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Messages
roo: if there’s nothing to tell then what is this
*roo sent a screenshot*
tash: literally </3
roo: flirting in instagram comments is not a joke
you: guys
you: you’re acting like you didn’t do the exact same thing
tash: i-
tash: how could you use that against me?
tash: when i’ve been so supportive
you: 🙃
roo: where’s hangman
you: he’s reading all these messages over my shoulder
tash: hi bagman
you: he says hi :)
jakey: that is not what i said
you: i may have changed the words a little
jakey: you changed everything
you: i like positivity
tash: anyway
tash: now that bagman decided to join us
tash: spill
roo: what she said
jakey: whatever are you talking about
you: i know nothing
tash: LIARS
roo: unacceptable answer
roo: …
tash: i know you’re sitting there talking about this
tash: you’re not smooth
roo: just tell us
jakey: since when are you so fucking nosy rooster
roo: when you started keeping secrets
you: jake and i
tash: FINALLY
you: are telling you that
roo: this better fucking be real
jakey: 🖕
you: we’re together
you: good teamwork jake
you: way to keep the vibe
jakey: anytime baby
tash: ew stop
you: this is what you wanted??
roo: no go back
roo: i thought about it and i don’t like it
you: impossible.
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you: how would you feel if i told you i could come to san diego again
tash: i would feel honored
you: i might have a short job there
tash: now?
you: yeah they had a cancellation and called me to fill in
you: and that way i can fly with jake instead of alone to ny
tash: smart
tash: when do you leave?
you: …30 minutes
tash: GIRL
tash: text me when you’re getting on the plane
tash: and when you land
you: got it
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enews Are we dreaming? I hope not!
Model Y/n Y/L/N and Jake “Hangman” Seresin were seen together in the San Diego Airport. According to sources, they’ve been spending the past few weeks in each other’s company, as shown by their recent, frequent social media posts together.
Most know Seresin to be part of the self-titled “Maverick’s” group, made up of Pete Mitchell, Bradley Bradshaw, Natasha Trace, and more. Y/n, Trace’s long-term friend, and Jake met years ago, but have remained just friends for that time. Could things have finally changed? We say yes!
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y/nfanpage no way
y/nfanpage this better be true
ellieslip bro not her going through guys like that 🫰
phoenixislife i liked her with davey better tbh
jakeysgirl wait they’re actually so cute
models.page i thought she lived in new york?? why is she always in san diego 😭
-> bobby_pins she goes there because her friends are there and because of jake apparently
y/n.fan not javy liking this 😭 he knows something we don’t
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you: they’re onto us
jakey: i’m going to need some more information than that sweetheart
jakey: who’s onto us? what are they onto?
you: you’re a dick
jakey: yeah, and?
you: the media is figuring things out
you: connecting the dots
jakey: we haven’t exactly been subtle
you: i mean technically i’ve been soft launching a bf
you: so i can announce you
jakey: wtf
jakey: is this a legal thing?
jakey: do i need to do this?
you: how do you not know what this is
you: it’s like a teaser
you: for a relationship
you: and no it’s definitely not legally required
jakey: but why
you: for funzies
jakey: strange
jakey: so do you want to post first?
you: i would like to, pls?
jakey: of course, baby
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y/n.username my ☀️, 🌙, and ⭐️
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thereal_javy they told me first
thereal_javy i’m their favorite
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roo_bradshaw FINALLY
roo_bradsahw i’m so bad at keeping secrets this is a relief
-> y/n.username glad we could help you out bud
jakeyswife yet another boy for her to ruin…
amelia.a.benjamin HA I KNEW IT
penny.benny Called it! Someone’s gotta keep Jake in line 😉
y/n.fan OMG ITS HAPPENING
y/n.fan FRIENDS TO LOVERS FR
bob.bob.floyd “nothings going on bobby” LIARS
bob.bob.floyd you will be hearing from my lawyer about this
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halo_cal_bass i think you added pictures of jake instead of pictures of me…
-> y/n.username you’re right, what a silly mistake
hangman.jake now i can call you sweetheart in public without you glaring!
-> y/n.username maybe…
-> tasha.trace nothing ever stopped you before
hangjake damn she’s gonna run out of guys to date
r_paybackfinch how did this even happen
r_paybackfinch the world is upside down cause i could have sworn you told us nothing was going on…
r_paybackfinch JK HAPPY FOR YOUUU
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Messages
jakey: do you have plans tonight?
you: no
you: i should finish the shoot around 2 though
jakey: okay
jakey: i have tickets to an event that i wasn’t planning on going to
you: okay?
you: is this you inviting me or?
jakey: do you want to go?
jakey: it could be our first public couple thing
jakey: we can be infuriatingly cute the whole time
you: yes please
jakey: consider it done
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hangman.jake had the absolute best night with my lovely girl
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tasha.trace she’s really my girl but okay
tasha.trace need more pics of the yellow dress immediately
-> y/n.username of course babe
fanforhangman mom and dad fr
y/n.username hi babyyy
y/n.username he means me guys 😁
roo_bradshaw shame we couldn’t go and do a double date
-> y/n.username we missed you and tash :((
thereal_javy good night, bud!
thereal_javy go to sleep it’s 3 am
-> hangman.jake ok
y/ndaily he looks so good in that second pic
-> seresin.hubby he really does
-> picsy/n it’s the y/n effect
penny.benny All the love for my favorite couple!
-> amelia.a.benjamin mom ew
amelia.a.benjamin looks like fun! invite me next time
-> y/n.username you’re 12
-> amelia.a.benjamin 16
halo_cal_bass my fav girl and my second fav cowboy
-> hangman.jake i don’t know how to react to that
delilah.seresin you better have bought her those shoes
-> hangman.jake ….i will now
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you: darling
you: lovely
you: <33
jakey: sweetheart
you: can you open my melatonin bottle pls
jakey: …
jakey: i feel used
you: simply don’t
you: i need helppp
jakey: it’s a child proof bottle
jakey: are you a child?
you: people have different strengths and weaknesses
you: do you want me to be more sleep deprived than i already am??
jakey: no
jakey: if you’re sleep deprived i want to be the reason why
you: so you’ll help?
jakey: yes
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tash: i tried to call jake but he didn’t answer
tash: i wanted to warn you
you: jake’s at the gym, what’s up?
you: it must be bad if you willingly almost talked to jake
tash: first off he’s not that bad, you know i can’t help making fun of him
tash: he makes it too easy
you: i know <3
tash: second off
tash: dave did an interview with vouge
tash: and it’s pretty bad
you: shit
you: bad bad?
tash: yeah
tash: idk how much of it is true
you: things got pretty fucked up
you: so it could be true
tash: fuck.
you: fuck.
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A/n who’s dave? why is that so bad? do i have a plan? find all of this out and more in the next part lol
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TC!dad!JK
it’s a beautiful day in goryeo, corea and the coldest season has now officially passed and made way for spring. now more than ever, flower business bring in customers as the best time of the year to grow flowers and vegetables is in the waking of spring. excitedly, you wake up early to ensure all six of your children were fed, bathed, and dressed for school with their essentials in hand and organized.
“bye mommy!!” your twin girls say as they race to the carriage. next to say goodbye to you is your 8 year old son jawon, then areum, then ae-cha, and the finally jinseoul. “make sure you all stick together!! and be safe!! AND BEHAVE” you announce to your children as they yell back a ‘yes ma’am’ before riding off to school.
you’ll never get tired of getting your kids ready for school. you remember when each of them were just little toddlers learning how to walk and now they’re all grown up. you miss your babies so much and if it weren’t for jungkook being in an important meeting, you’d cry to him about it but for now, you’ll go love up on your remaining toddler, jaehan who will turn three in just a few more weeks.
“greetings queen y/n, here is the menu for tonight’s dinner” says one of the head chef’s of the kitchen who presents you the menu for tonight. “thank you. do you all mind if areum makes the dessert for tonight? also, we’ll be having guests accompanying us so make extra”
“that will not be a problem, your highness. we will make sure to make extras for yours and the king’s company”
“thank you”
you hand the menu back to the chef and head to jaehan’s room to bathe him, wash his hair, clothe him, and help clean his mouth. since jawon isn’t around, jaehan decides to stick beside his mother and practice his writing in your office while you attempt to get some work done. occasionally, you bounce back and forth from tending to your infants, doing your paperwork, and helping jaehan with his writing.
while at school, jinseoul is greeted by hyunjin which is odd.
“hey man” smiles the young man.
“uh..hey? when did you get here?”
“it’s my first day. your dad sent a letter and gave me permission to get my education here”
“really? well, that’s cool. i could use an extra friend” jinseoul says as the two boys walk to class together and spend the entire time talking to one another. the school is very pristine and though hyunjin gets strange looks from the other royal kids, jinseoul glares back at the stuck up kids.
“the kids here are so stuck up. thank God my parents did raise us like that”
“what do you mean?”
“i mean, my mom and dad keep all of us humble. they raised us with integrity”
“well, your parents did an awesome job with you all. you’re really nice”
“you are too, man. your mom seems nice”
“she is nice—“
“JINSEOUL!!!! i’ve been looking everywhere for you!!” fusses ae-cha and the glare of hers looks awfully familiar to hyunjin. it’s a little too familiar…but on a brighter note, here she is and wow is she beautiful.
long dark hair, doe eyes, a round face like the queen’s; ae-cha is—
“can you quit staring at me? you look like a frog”
ae-cha is rude.
“o-oh, s-sorry” hyunjin quickly bows and is a little offended that she called him a frog. he hopes she meant that in a nice way.
“who are you anyway? never seen your face before”
“i’m, uh, hyunjin. i’m here because of your father”
“really? wow. well, i’m ae-cha”
“it’s an honor to meet you princess ae-cha”
“ew, don’t ever say that again. just call me ae-cha, man. no need to be weird about it”
“AE-CHAAA!!! OVER HERE, GIRL!!” yells one of ae-cha’s friends.
“ugh, i’ll fuss at you later as for you, i’ll see you around. I’M COMING GUYS WAIT UP!!!” yells ae-cha as she jogs up to her friends to laugh and talk with them while hyunjin looks like he’s been hypnotized.
“if you’re going to act like this every time you’re around my sister, i’m gonna puke” jinseoul says as he continues to walk to his next and final class.
~🫧
As soon as the king is done with his meeting, he’s on his way to your chamber, but you’re not there, so he just figures out that you’re in your own office working,
You’re so hard-working, honestly how do you have so much stamina to deal with nine children and do your duties without breaking a sweat.
You were always a perfect choice for him, and he doesn’t regret a thing about you. Although he still a little mad about last night because you left him horny and it’s not really a good feeling to sleep with blue balls but he does deserve this punishment after all..
Jungkook is honestly starting to think that he has a stupid magical, or rather cursed tongue because whatever he says just comes true. Like the thing with Yeonjin.
Which reminds him that yes she’s coming over to dinner tonight all thanks to your courtesy, but you’re just trying to be nice and that’s not wrong— and you two have to discuss the arrangement you have decided for her.
Jungkook knocks on your door patiently he makes sure to tell the guard to be silent and not announce his presence- He’s finally allowed to come in, and he sees jaehan sitting on a sofa while you sit in your chair, going through some papers.
“Hello my queen.” he says, in a high-pitched voice, hoping that he won’t recognize him, because you still haven’t looked at him.
But before his prank can go on, Jaehan begins to scream out his name. “DADDY DADDY DADDY!!”
The way you’re startled makes him laugh out loud. “Oh yn look at you.” Jungkook begins to laugh his ass off while Jaehan jumps in his father’s arms.
Jungkook kisses his toddler on his rosy cheeks and you glare at him. “what I just wanted to surprise you, but he scared you I did not.”
Jungkook takes the seat right infront of you, he’s so impressed with how seriously you take your duties and not just your role as the mother of his children, or as his wife, but as the queen of this nation as well.
He’s so proud of you that he’s not worried about the future for this dynasty.
“Babe, you know if I die, you’re gonna make a great queen regent for our crown prince until he learns his role, when he will be crowned king.”
He likes to joke about his death because it’s something that all of the Royals have to be prepared for and it’s about time that he starts preparing you for your next role and his oldest son to take his place soon as well. 
Because Jungkook knows that his life span is not guaranteed and he can die any day. don’t get him wrong. He’s perfectly healthy but he’s a warrior.
Death will always follow him like a shadow.
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Janis & Casey Pt.1
Janis: [Alright, so we’re having some kind of heated discussion with Jimothy, probably a baby related disagreement because easiest vibe, like you wanna do something and he disagrees or vice versa]
Casey: [yeah, like honestly the point or whatever started the argument is irrelevant because it’s probably so trivial and it only escalates in any way because y’all are tired and stressed by having this newborn, what realistically occurs is something like her trying to walk away because she’s getting annoyed and Jimothy trying to be like um no wait and doing the thing where you pull someone back, obvs it’s not an aggressive gesture because he is never gonna be that bitch but his brother is that bitch so he’d have to get involved and be like touch her like that again and I’ll break your arm etc etc, making this so much worse than it needs to be as per usual, boy]
Janis: [we would definitely just bat your hand away in a likewise not really aggro way just like ugh get off me, ‘cos we know he would so then we’re just turning to face Casey and putting our hand on his shoulder steadyingly ‘it’s alright, like’]
Casey: [‘it is now, yeah’ like mhmm it’ll be alright because I’ve just walked in at that precise moment and will sort this, when actually you’re just making it worse, babe, giving Jimothy death glares nbd while he’s just like steady on bro, not in those words lol imagine, but like trying to echo that it’s alright in all the ways because we’re all so used to this and what Casey is like that it’s not remotely weird or unusual]
Janis: [‘you can both chill out now’ like Jimmy is being remotely as in your face because it validates Casey whilst also being like stop now tah ‘we’ve all just got cabin fever’ like it’s still in the first two weeks but when you’re used to being out every day it do be like that so, just moving our hand down from his shoulder to his bicep lowkey trying to get his attention here]
Casey: [‘he can fuck off out of it now, more like’ like Jimothy is the one in his face and in the way when it’s actually the other way round, not at all casually just implying that JJ are done here with this discussion, goodbye jimothy, as if that’s gonna happen LOL, and your poor brother is just like you heard her, stop it kinda energy because not that confrontational bitch literally ever, he just didn’t want her to walk out and leave which is consistently his thing 5ever]
Janis: [‘Err, piss off, I’m the one that wants to get out’ like don’t be giving the easy option to him lol, gesturing towards the door by shrugging our arm ‘come on’ like not leaving y’all alone ‘I’ll get fucking [a meal they all like], yeah, be less mardy with me then?’ like they’re both having a go at her and Casey isn’t blatantly trying to start an argument with Jimothy]
Casey: [when you blatantly wanna kick your brother’s head in but you have to follow her out instead because you love her and will always do what she says]
Janis: [if we’re not and have always been using this to our advantage what have we been doing, not saying anything yet ‘cos we understand how anger works and will follow your lead of what you are actually gonna do]
Casey: [soz to baby Jac because this door to be getting slammed and it will be so loud, your other dad do be livid]
Janis: [‘car or walk?’ acting like we can’t hear the baby crying ‘cos it’s not helpful to get in a flap, Jimothy can deal with it]
Casey: [just start walking because it’ll calm you down and also take longer and obvs neither of you wanna rush back ‘you should let me kill him’ because we’ve mentioned it before and we will again]
Janis: [just doing the little fast walk to catch up and get in step with him ‘oh yeah, he gets to die, you’ll be inside and I’ll be on my own with her’ nudge him ‘tah’]
Casey: [‘he’ll be out of our fucking way and I’ll be with you and her’ unrealistic in every sense but okay]
Janis: [‘he don’t need to die for that’ looking off for a while, walking and thinking ‘I just need time, yeah? You said you wanna make sure I meant it all, that I’m not just hormonal and fucked so-’ and gesturing with our hands like, just wait a bit, okay]
Casey: [‘for being a twat then’ because we just don’t like him and wanna kill him tbh, but stopping when she says the next thing, pulling her back exactly the same way you literally just told Jimothy off for so she stops too, looking at her ‘you can have anything you want’ because we’ve always said so]
Janis: [half-smile like fair enough because don’t need to go to bat right now, likewise not gonna make a thing of the arm pull, just looking at his hand like oh really, but smirking because it amuses us tbh ‘trust me?’ do you and will you energy]
Casey: [doing the cupping her face thing like have this intense eye contact with me for a sec and know that I do before I even say anything ‘what kind of question is that?’ because of course we do and will]
Janis: [obviously giving the exact energy back always when it comes to eye contact ‘Good, ‘cos I trust you, you know that?’ like you’re doing so well because we’re all at our wits end here and not dealing with it]
Casey: [‘I only went out for this’ and giving her something from your pocket that is probably such a boring, mundane thing that’s probably baby related idk but like something he knows she wanted/needed/will make her life easier, like trust me to walk in exactly then and kick off when I was actually trying to do a nice thing. I like to think it’s potentially something she asked Jimothy for and he forgot because I am a petty bitch like that, sis and maybe she’s even since forgot she asked for it but he has not]
Janis: [just looking at it until the recognition of all these facts hits you and you just look at him with the biggest heart eyes and give him a big smooch; hopefully you’re far enough from your home and any passing neighbours would think it’s your husband lol ‘cos we clearly do not care ‘you don’t have to worry about him’ with the energy of he wasn’t going to hurt me, so you don’t have to protect me]
Casey: [‘ain’t even him, the state of his head’ a shrug like we all know he’s a pussy and what you’re saying and about to say is so casual because it’s not ‘it’s my mine that’s fucked’ because he’s been out and it’s very likely that even if nobody said or did anything he’d be paranoid and wound up about it so]
Janis: [just looking at him ‘it’s shit’ kind of a question but we know the answer so barely ‘but the only people it concerns are my family and if they were gonna do shit, they would’ve by now’ shrugging like I know that doesn’t make it easier but that’s the reality of the situation, remember ‘her new boyfriend’s older’ like clearly no one is acting here ever because true lol]
Casey: [walking again like let’s forget about it energy as if it’s that easy, but can’t help making a face when her new boyfriend is mentioned because you just can’t despite having a new gf who is your brother’s wife haha]
Janis: [start walking again even if you pause for two paces longer like okay then, shaking our head bemused at your face]
Casey: [catching the headshake ‘don’t you start’ like do not take the piss out of me, thank you]
Janis: [‘what?’ like we know what]
Casey: [‘you heard’ because gal you know what and I said do not take the piss out of me rn]
Janis: [‘sort your head, boy’ but in a softer way than the pisstake you’re perceiving/expecting]
Casey: [stopping again and pulling her into him again, as close as he physically can this time ‘you sort it for me’ are we saying that like a statement or a demand or both, who can say]
Janis: [‘thought I was’ with the intense eye contact again]
Casey: [LOOKING at her as intensely ‘was is right’ like it’s been a thousand years since you were alone or she kissed or touched you because that’s how it feels]
Janis: [just using our index finger and thumb to pull on your bottom lip kinda roughly how we clearly wanna with our teeth but aren’t gonna yet ‘so what, you’re gonna miss her to punish me?’ ‘cos we’re obviously selfishly jealous as well as it just being a terrible idea for you to be associated with her anymore]
Casey: [‘I don’t miss her’ emphasis there because we’re saying it’s you we miss]
Janis: [shake head and shaking his by still holding his lip ‘you won’t’]
Casey: [trying to bite her where she’s holding his lip like let me go but not at all]
Janis: [just putting these fingers into his mouth like oh, that’s what you want, I see]
Casey: [we all know there’s only one acceptable way to respond and it’s indecent so look away neighbours]
Janis: [just shamelessly like we’re not in the street here ‘should’ve taken the car’ because we need somewhere to be alone right now]
Casey: [pulling her into the first lil alleyway we come across like between 2 houses or whatever where peeps keep their bins or like against the side of someone’s house, whatever is available to us because read your mind there obvs]
Janis: [we know you’re immediately biting his lip and replacing your fingers in his mouth with your tongue with such urgency]
Casey: [immediately moaning into her mouth in the most extra way because no shame]
Janis: [just pushing you against this wall because we cannot deal ‘you’re so hot’]
Casey: [‘you’ because always and it’s also just true, just biting her shoulder or somewhere that’s covered because she’ll feel it but it won’t leave a mark on her skin]
Janis: [‘when he’s back at work, we don’t have to leave the house’ like then you won’t have to have your head done in but also the obvious implication like we can spend ALL our time together doing things like this]
Casey: [‘have a word, you’ve got me to babysit and every dickhead’s heard kids are expensive’ like send him back to work rn please and thanks as if he’ll be like yeah okay, god forbid he actually wants to spend time with his child]
Janis: [‘we can do it’ and using our hands to pin his, grazing them gently along the bricks ‘we want this so bad, we can last a few more days, right?’]
Casey: [when you’re trying to sigh like ugh but you can’t even pout because she’s being so hot rn so it’s just a sexy sigh and likewise the ‘fuck’s sake’ is the same energy of wanting her so much instead of being annoyed ‘alright’]
Janis: [automatically breathing in as he sighs out because we are watching you that closely and everything you’re doing and we are about it ‘and when we have to go back to work, eventually, if you’re working nights I can come see you, well as lunch time’ just casually talking about future plans because clearly not a total spur of the moment decision we all know]
Casey: [‘she’ll need looking after in the day, when you’re back’ like of course I shall work nights and care for this bub when I’m not because equally have thought about this and he always works nights anyway so it just makes sense soz, ignoring the fact that you need to sleep ever ‘I dunno about you showing up in the club though, like’ because you’re literally model hot and everyone will notice you in both the sense of wanting you and recognising who you are]
Janis: [stroking his cheek because he is so cute but gotta use your other hand to pull yourself closer to him, as you’re no longer pinning him with your hands, using your weight pressed against his hips, debating unzipping his trousers like hmm shall I, just leaving your hand there ‘you calling me old?’ with the faux offence making a comeback ‘cos he clearly ain’t and is as about you as you are him in this moment so it’s ridiculous to suggest]
Casey: [‘I’m calling you too fit’ because we are, both for the club and for us to deal with rn because clearly DYING as we say it]
Janis: [‘you’ duh, and we are unzipping you and using our masseuse skills for evil right here right now, kissing your neck as we do]
Casey: [the way he’d be saying ‘you’ back would be the hottest ever because she’s being the hottest and most evil ever rn]
Janis: [least the ‘fuck!’ under our breath in response will not be wasted because we are right in your ear, always going harder any time you give us any slight encouragement ‘aren’t you glad we left?’ like I have the best ideas thank you]
Casey: [blatantly his turn to push her against another wall with one hand and likewise unzip her with the other as he do so once her back is against it he’s inside her because always gotta go harder too ‘aren’t you?’ like this is an even better idea gal]
Janis: [the GASP we have never sounded hotter because excuse that very much, boy ‘fuck yes’]
Casey: [pulling her in for a kiss by her hair because all the hot things]
Janis: [pulling his hair back because we’re feeling truly feral as always but especially so]
Casey: [I really hope these bricks aren’t gonna fuck you up gal because he’s being the opposite of careful atm]
Janis: [you’re probably covered enough uptop this time of year but lbr, your relationship with Jimothy rn is such that we’re getting away with a certain level of damage but just not blatant hickeys lol]
Casey: [my boo says JJ aren’t touching each other or seeing each other naked, pass it on]
Janis: [clearly not, if it’s been an issue during the pregnancy era, he’s not going to think it’s odd that this soon after birth you aren’t feeling it]
Casey: [mhmm clearly neither of you are or have been feeling it for an age, hence you’re here getting absolutely railed against this wall by his brother rn lol]
Janis: [to say we’re at this point for a reason doesn’t excuse y’alls behaviour it’s just true and we are absolutely putting our everything into this]
Casey: [it’s beyond mutual thank god or that would be awkward, I wanna let it be known btw that despite how absolutely feral he is being during this hookup he has still rested his arm against the wall so she can rest her head on it and not get a concussion off these bricks with how hardcore she’s getting pushed against them so you’re welcome, hun]
Janis: [such a gentleman, we see you sneakily sir, the level we don’t care in this moment because we’re so about you to a ridiculous level and this entire situation is it for us honey, being far too loud for the fact this is still a public place]
Casey: [they are as unrepentant about it as Winnie and I love to see it, soz only to the people whose house this is because he is being as loud, please don’t like go to put your recycling out rn]
Janis: [imagine like excuse me, I need to put my cardboard out huns, we know you’re both the type to tell them to piss off and not stop so it’s fine]
Casey: [the fact you still have to walk to the shop in a sec is really sending me]
Janis: [lmao my boo says you really gonna go about your day like that, how dare you, I say it can be cute ‘cos you can be domestic in this shop and who will know]
Casey: [how dare you boo honestly, you know being domestic at the shops is my fave!]
Janis: [you know it makes sense bitch, just lowkey handholding the rest of this walk too]
Casey: [gotta enjoy it while you can because whatever meal you’re buying is gonna be so awks to eat together, we should say Bobby and Libi are there too to add to it]
Janis: [not talking during eating being impossible basically for deaf people, how rude, I was like you two need to bring the chat but your dinner would be getting cold, how sad]
Casey: [like appaz you can sign one handed in like a slang-y way so you can eat I’ve seen people do it on insta but yeah they can’t really save this and the awks]
Janis: [I’m not surprised there’s a way to and I am glad peeps; soz we are so good at diffusing the drama we had to say we’d do this, it could be a meal for two but we all know you don’t wanna imagine that boy so we’ll all sit in the awks]
Casey: [it was that or let Casey kill Jimothy, you did what you had to do, gal]
Janis: [and we did enjoy getting out the house and buying said food so you can bite your tongue and behave for the meal lol]
Casey: [at least you’ve released a serious amount of tension so he’ll be calmer, everyone would have to be going some to wind him up now and lbr it’s always him who starts it so unlikely]
Janis: [and y’all can have all the cheating cliches of sneaky looks and footsie and whatnot it’s fine]
Casey: [we love a cliche, Winnie is evil so he says that one of the times she should accidentally play footsie with Jimothy instead and then it’s like oh no cos he thinks she’s forgiven him/is saying soz for this argument and it is very much not what’s happening
Janis: [oh god, that’s so awkward, we must]
Casey: [and like Casey won’t even know you’ve done that gal but you’ll be dying inside because now Jimothy is gonna wanna be your mate again now in the kitchen when he helps you clean up after this food, oh such fun]
Janis: [imma message you after we’ve been in there for a minute then]
Janis: do you have any cigarettes
Casey: Nah, but hang on and I’ll get some
Janis: tah, emergency supply run out a while ago
Casey: same, mine was Ian’s anyway, and I’d reckon [a place between cornwall and manchester where they ran out idk]
Janis: fair, all things considered
Janis: I only had a few whilst I was pregnant, so she can’t blame me if she stays small forever
Janis: but they were all I had about anyway
Casey: I never stayed small, she’ll be alright
Janis: she’s got a genetically decent chance of not being a midget, yeah
Casey: long as she takes after you, he did a bit
Janis: okay, there’s not THAT much between yous
Casey: there’s fuck all between you and him, can’t pretend you don’t notice the difference between us, girl
Janis: he’s RIGHT here
Janis: not gonna discuss matters of inches to stroke your bighead right now, boy
Casey: 😏
Casey: You after owt else while I’m out and about, [list the ingredients for the drink she said she wanted in the hospital like I could get you them to make you one if you want]
Janis: go on then
Janis: can have the one, ask them if they want anything, probably not [whatever the main alcohol is in this drink], like
Casey: not their fucking bar or postman, like
Janis: they’ll have to watch the baby
Janis: go on
Casey: taking the piss, you
Janis: don’t then, whatever
Casey: I’ve not said I won’t
Janis: it’s just a lot, doing it all again like before
Casey: I’ll be a few minutes, come through to the garden then
Janis: thanks
Casey: don’t fancy hanging round them sober myself, it’s nowt
Janis: it ain’t them, really
Janis: though she’s a bit too keen on the baby for my liking, obviously
Casey: least if they’ve got their hands full with her they can’t be chatting shit about me
Janis: they’d be unlikely to do it in front of your face anyway, go to his room to be polite
Casey: go to his room to have their own kid
Janis: 😑🤮
Janis: least I’d be within my rights to go break that up
Casey: I’ll send her off whenever you like, can just say she’s looking especially fit, she’ll leg it soon as
Janis: helpful a skill as that is
Casey: would take skill to be convincing, yeah
Janis: don’t be horrible
Casey: it’d be if I fancied her, known her since she were 4
Janis: could say the same for us, there
Casey: how
Casey: remember you being pretty grown up when I met you
Janis: exactly
Janis: anyway, terms of a type, you’ve done that once and I’ve had two of you so Bobby is in more danger
Casey: leave it out
Janis: yeah
Casey: yeah
Janis: don’t be pissed off, just
Casey: I’m not at you
Janis: it’s just talk
Casey: I know
Janis: it’s shit, but they’ll see how good you are with the baby, have good to compare it to, it’ll be alright
Casey: I don’t care what they reckon, he’s got the brother he looks up to
Janis: just be easier, nah
Casey: I’d check her socials if I was bothered about the state of her, don’t need the signed updates, that’s it
Janis: she weren’t just gonna disappear
Casey: tah for that, mate, I wouldn’t have known else
Janis: 👌
Casey: and if I wanted to have a word with Jim I would do, you can leave it out talking like him an’ all
Janis: i’m having to rn so you’ll have to bear with
Casey: I’ll just see you in a bit, how about that
Janis: alright then
Casey: bollocks, stop saying shit is when you’re obviously not
Janis: I’m not but I dunno what anyone can do about that when it’s my own fault so I’ll have to sort it
Casey: it’s as much my fault, let me sort it
Janis: you didn’t accidentally play footsie with him
Janis: unless it was you, fuck knows at this point
Casey: You did what
Janis: I know
Casey: nice one, babe
Casey: he’ll be chuffed to bits you’ve made up after your little row
Janis: you heard it was an accident
Janis: and you started it, if I recall
Casey: he started it, grabbing you how he did, that was nowt to do with me
Janis: I meant the footsie, didn’t you
Casey: I can aim, reckoned you could an’ all
Janis: don’t, fuck’s sake
Casey: I get it, you don’t wanna be his mate, and if you don’t wanna ruin his chuffed mood too it’ll be piss easy for me, only have to take my side and he’ll be back to mardy with you
Janis: I’m just going to say I have a headache, fuck it
Casey: forget him, be with me
Casey: I’ll be there in a sec
Janis: I wanted to, I was trying to, that was literally so stupid
Janis: could’ve actually been Bobby, Jesus
Casey: but it weren’t, it’s alright, calm down
Janis: it’s really awkward though, I’m just gonna die
Casey: I’ve been taking the piss, I’ll leave it out
Janis: I would’ve if it was you too
Casey: it’d not be me but yeah ‘course you would’ve
Janis: oh alright, not at this table, maybe
Casey: or at no table
Janis: your aim is perfect, is it
Janis: no need to rub it in
Casey: come on, you know it is, and reminding you’ll only cheer you up
Janis: you’re very generous, I remember
Casey: you’re not pissing off upstairs to bed without me
Janis: I can go outside for my headache first
Janis: just hope he doesn’t follow
Casey: I’ll bring the kid and if he does give her a pinch or something, he’ll have her off me and do one
Janis: sounds like a plan
Janis: don’t forget the cigarettes I need them
Casey: I told you, let me sort it
Casey: [a pic because he has not forgotten]
Janis: 😍
Janis: I missed you
Casey: I miss you too
Janis: can’t even joke I was talking ‘bout the 🚬s now
Casey: good, love me instead, tah
Janis: you know I do
Casey: you’ve not said for ages though
Casey: I think you should
Janis: it only feels like ages
Janis: that dinner was torture, before the whole foot thing
Casey: up there with a night at our dad’s
Casey: be just your luck right now if he turned up bothered about the baby
Janis: can keep his feet out from under my table, thank you
Janis: but yeah, that’d top off the night
Casey: you sure, I’ll give him another ring if you’re after the full set
Janis: 🤔 fuck it, get my drink and get him ‘round
Casey: it’d be Jim pissing off with a headache
Janis: shh
Casey: Come out before I have to come in for you
Casey: don’t forget her if he looks like he’ll be out an’ all
Janis: was going to tell you I loved you
Janis: ‘case I couldn’t out loud
Janis: but as you blatantly just wanna see your bestie
Casey: you can tell me when you give her over to me, that’s why she is
Janis: you love her too, it’s cute
Janis: but I am allowed to be jealous she gets to spend time with you, aren’t I
Casey: it’s cute you getting jealous
Janis: cute again
Casey: what’ve you got against cute
Janis: it’s different
Casey: you said it 1st
Janis: you are cute
Janis: maybe I only get it back as a pisstake, dunno
Casey: I reckon you are
Janis: don’t make me blush, he’ll think I’ve been headswapped
Casey: he’d have to be really looking, it ain’t that easy to see
Casey: not like the lasses I’m used to
Janis: 🤨 huh
Casey: what you get for having a tan that don’t come bottled
Janis: Ian? 👋💋
Casey: shut up, it’s true
Janis: is that a bad thing
Casey: good for us sneaking about, seeing as you dunno where to put your feet
Janis: turn ‘em around if you’d prefer, back to the kitchen instead of on my way
Casey: I get it, you don’t miss me no more, alright then I’ll keep everything I brought back
Janis: wow, break my heart with how little you tried
Casey: I would’ve done if you were orange, like
Janis: get back out to the shop and you can have your pick
Casey: bring her and her mates back for [whatever the drink is] whoever she is
Janis: probably won’t like it, no taste
Casey: more for you
Janis: be nice, I feel awful enough
Casey: so come here, I’ll make you feel better
Janis: [do come out, having stolen this baby back from Libi like there you are, swapping for this shopping bag]
Casey: [taking the baby obvs but also taking the bae and moving her out of definite view of the kitchen window so that he can just hold her too for a sec]
Janis: [when you are just frazzled like what have I done and what do I do, so we’re happily allowing this because we really need to not be near you rn Jimothy]
Casey: [not letting you go rn gal soz because he knows you’re in a state about this all pisstakes aside]
Janis: [we are just using you like a human shield in the most childlike way like can’t see me ‘should I sleep on the sofa?’ like would that be weird, tell me]
Casey: [‘he’ll have to when I sort it’ like don’t worry I’ll beat him up and make sure he can’t do the stairs, said while he’s being so soft and comforting to you LOL, nbd just discussing casual violence]
Janis: [‘it was my fucking fault’ shaking our head at ourselves ‘cos rookie error much, so fuming]
Casey: [‘it was an accident’ like no shhh it was not your fault it could’ve happened to anyone, you didn’t mean to]
Janis: [‘we were having such a nice time’ re the alley and shop moment like we came back too soon energy]
Casey: [‘so let’s keep it going’ because the energy being we still can now but also nodding to this booze like if you get drunk or he thinks you are that’ll also solve you having to deal with him when you’ve had enough of it]
Janis: [‘way to start another argument without having to be a total bitch’ ‘cos it is but also ‘need it anyway’ and getting out a cigarette like case in point and offering one his way]
Casey: [shaking his head because he only does these days when he’s stressed af or drunk af neither of which he is rn, taking this bub away so she can though and teaching her how to make this drink because he already verbally did at the hospital and it’s a vibe]
Janis: [just smoking as many as we need, watching this adorableness which would help take your mind off the debacle well ‘who do I tip?’]
Casey: [bringing her drink over when it’s done ‘depends’ like if it’s money baby Jac needs it to clear her tab but if it’s in a saucy way then obvs he’s here for it]
Janis: [just maintaining eye contact as we sip because we wanna like there’s your answer or is it just nodding like okay]
Casey: [when you gotta keep the eye contact but also watch her swallow this drink in a really intense way because you just love watching gals do things and it’s hot soz about it]
Janis: [we clearly are also into it, as has already been shown, still looking at him ‘how are you making me already regret it less?’ like you’re too hot and I’d do it again, this is the problem, there is no chill]
Casey: [‘said I’d make you feel better’ like I’ve simply got to now soz not soz about it because we really aren’t, there’s no chill on this side either]
Janis: [‘can’t let me down’ but said like it’s a fact like you’re incapable, clearly, just chilling in this garden like we weren’t having a total freakout ‘nice night for September’ ‘cos it would have to be for now and your shenanigans and September can be so allowing it, just basking in the warm air casually]
Casey: [‘come see you when you’re passed out on the sofa’ like I won’t, whether you’re faking it or actually wrecked lol, sitting on the grass instead of a chair so baby Jac can feel it like standing her up on it and letting her touch it and everything cos you should be able to bask too little queen even though you are but days old]
Janis: [smiling ‘you better’ like you have no excuse and who are you if you don’t, just taking some pictures, waving to baby Jac like she has a clue here]
Casey: [‘nowt’d stop me’ because he will, regardless, however much sneaking it takes ‘Oi, make sure you send me them’ meaning the pics cos I have to, remember when he didn’t even wanna see a pic of her]
Janis: [‘one of the things I love about you’ saying the love quieter on the off chance, you could’ve said like, we don’t think anyone is listening but still, send them instantly ‘cos you can ‘she looks cute, you look-’ like that’s probably something I shouldn’t say out loud, sly little grin]
Casey: [‘be after the list in a bit’ like now I’ll definitely come and see you to see what else you love about me, showing these pics to baby Jac as if she can remotely register lol ‘she looks like you’ cos we think so and also it’s the greatest compliment he can get away with saying because we’ve made no secret ever of how beautiful we think you are hun]
Janis: [‘might have to sign it to you’ which btw you can both very much do when you want to talk silently in situations where that is useful just saying, but the energy is like if I start saying any out loud that will get dangerous real fast, just pretending to be Jac being a stroppy model giving critique like my nappy makes me look fat etc but we have to stop pissing about because it is such a compliment and she do be your twin so we’re just proud like ‘thanks’]
Casey: [signing ‘go on then’ or something to that effect because we very much take your meaning and enjoy the element of risk in that she could still get carried away doing that and Bobby, Libi or Jimothy could appear haha, loling at the baby modeling pisstake and joining in by acting like we’re signing her up for baby beauty pageants and stuff rn on our phone but then the compliment hits fully and we realise it ‘made you blush’ like see I can tell when you are even if you aren’t a white blonde]
Janis: [it’s honestly riskier if you ever did get caught ‘cos why are you just signing at each other but that is why we suggested it because it’s hot, signing ‘eyes’ and ‘the way you look at me, because it hasn’t changed’ like I can tell you’ve literally always wanted me and getting me has not changed this at all; quickly adding ‘when you make me blush’ because true]
Casey: [LOOKING at her for the longest time when she signs that because have to even though that’s dangerous in itself and then reaching out to stroke her cheek and feel the warmth of the blush because no fucks given but if anyone did see you there could literally be a bug or an eyelash, mind your business]
Janis: [tilting our head as if we are going to kiss his fingers again because must remember when but we don’t actually do it, instead signing ‘the way your fingers feel’]
Casey: [this boy do be going red rn himself remembering cos how could he not be, taking a giant swig of the drink he made for himself because dying but making eye contact as he do because never dying so hard that we won’t]
Janis: [just staring at you with all the 🥺 energy humanly possible ‘how soft I make you’ with emphasis in how hard and passionately we’re signing rn]
Casey: [‘how hard you make me’ spoken out loud like a correction but quietly enough that only y’all are hearing it]
Janis: [leaning slightly down in our chair, tickling baby Jac with our toes, but then using the side of our foot to press down on your lap like yes ‘how wet you make me’ again out loud but quiet af ‘cos we’re close enough no one inside is hearing this]
Casey: [obvs putting the baby on her lap and all the fuss involved in that so he can take a moment to feel that for himself, it’s the plane using my jacket as a blanket and tucking you in move but on steroids, literally using a baby to touch you up rn soz bub]
Janis: [holding his wrist so he can’t take his hand away until you decide he can ‘how shameless you are’ moving like we are readjusting for comfort here but the tiny noise we let escape says otherwise]
Casey: [absolutely being even more shameless after she’s said that, nothing to see here anyone at the kitchen window, he’s paying attention to the bub and the bub only from your POV]
Janis: [‘fuck me!’ quiet but blurted out ‘how… how you fuck me’ like we’re correcting ourselves but we know what we did, finally letting go of your wrist like we’re being so innocent here]
Casey: [nevertheless taking it as an instruction like you and god intended though]
Janis: [acting like we’re rocking this baby right now because we have no choice ‘how you look after me and my baby’ with an indecent amount of feeling in this current moment ‘how you’re gonna look after our babies’]
Casey: [when that gets you SO deeply both in the sense of turning you on and in your emotions ‘I love who I am to you, with you’ just blurting this out, weren’t even planning on doing a list]
Janis: [‘you’re my Casey, I want you, I don’t wanna fuck him’ because our accident really exposed that we do not right now ‘don’t let me, I love you’]
Casey: [‘you’re mine, not his’ because we 10000% will not let you rn or lowkey ever again if we had our way gal, doing the thing where he pours some of the drink he made for her into her mouth with the hand we’re not using to fuck you as hard as we can get away with because it has a we’re sticking to the plan vibe but also is just hot, but again if you remotely gave a shit about anyone looking at you rn it’s just helpful like soz she has no hands free we’re doing childcare here]
Janis: [‘I’m yours’ because we agree so wholeheartedly ‘I’ve been yours’ not being specific about since when and we don’t need to because the dramatic way you’re gonna have to swallow ‘cos you’re already losing your breath and that really tipped you over the edge here ‘the way you make me feel good, all the time’ not letting ourselves recover so we sound ridiculously hot, of course]
Casey: [it’s okay he would not be able to breathe after the way she said that either, you’re both in a very similar boat at least ‘I really fucking love how you look when you cum’ because soz it’s on his list so you gotta do it rn we don’t make the rules]
Janis: [we very much get the memo and the way we go from having our eyes closed ‘cos cannot stand it to making heavy-lidded eye contact with you says it all ‘the things you fucking make me do!’ but saying it as we cum, like it is so definitely on the list sir]
Casey: [biting his lip so hard while she does because the sound he wants to make as a reaction would be too loud and indecent]
Janis: [the way we’re instantly getting a boob out for this baby ‘cos we can feel it and we can feed you ‘holy fucking shit’ and doing a laugh that could just sound like you’re buzzing with yourself here]
Casey: [I’m not happy you’re feeding this child after drinking and smoking but he is not me so he would just be buzzing for you honestly, please try not to blatantly stare at this all happening too intensely though, thank you so much, sir]
Janis: [you’ll be fine, it’s ended up being a drink and maybe 2 cigarettes or something lol, not ideal but you’ll survive hun; we’re obviously not stopping you, don’t mind us, just freeing the nip here ‘you take SUCH good care of her’ emphasis like can’t do this without you, it’s really just because you need to relax but nothing else in your life rn is giving you that clearly so see why you think that]
Casey: [you’ve already gotten away with way more scandalous stuff in this garden than watching your niece be breastfed so I’m not too worried for you at this point ‘I love her, I have to’ with so much feeling, we also mean you but we can’t say that out loud at the normal volume we can express our love for this bub we’re related to so]
Janis: [‘she’s lucky’ and just cooing at her like aren’t you lucky, aren’t you so loved etc ‘she loves you too’ ‘cos same reason, we’re allowed to say this baby loves you no big nope]
Casey: [doing his own cooing over this child like do you love me because genuinely do want her to and genuinely do wanna be her father rn, no lie or exaggeration here]
Janis: [this baby getting her nom on so we can’t mess with you or pretend to be speaking for you right now, realism honey ‘she loves milk most’ like look at this baby fat fat]
Casey: [‘it is good’ in such a tone like yeah I get it I liked it too]
Janis: [grinning because forever love that for us ‘see if she leaves you any’]
Casey: [‘can’t blame her if she don’t’ grinning back, really do have to unnecessarily emphasise how here for it we were and are ‘just have to make more if there ain’t none’ we know what that means and what he’s promising for later]
Janis: [‘well I owe you’ said so casually but biting our lip in a more chill way than he did because we’ve got to calm down a bit, like I know how unfair it is you didn’t get to cum just then, excuse me; ‘for the drink and then some’ we mean you can have milk and get to cum, clearly, but sure, start trying to be subtle now lol love y’all]
Casey: [just looking at her foot like that has some massive redeeming to do re aim why not finish what you started not long ago because no chill ever detected, like seriously how do you think you’re just getting away with that but okay]
Janis: [‘making a mess’ under our breath and wiping up like this baby has spit some milk out here but we’re saying okay but you will all over whatever you are wearing then doing a soothing ‘never mind’ like yeah, I don’t care and neither do you so, moving our foot towards you like we’re just stretching here, it’s cool, we’re not very purposefully manipulating a certain area on this boy no no, we’re focused on feeding our child thanks]
Casey: [the GASP despite the fact you challenged her to do it and she has never backed down from one yet, signing something to that effect cos you love that about her and your hand movements could in theory distract from her blatant foot ones, if anyone’s looking]
Janis: [just going in because we’re this bitch and flexible enough to make it happen ‘you’re fun’ again a casual thing to say but we like challenges and all of this is the vibe]
Casey: [thank god he clearly does too because it’s gonna be the ultimate challenge not to do the absolute most in reaction to everything she is ‘you’re-’ can’t and won’t finish that sentence because you know I love speechless you, boy]
Janis: [as do we ‘-cute’ like we’re finishing your sentence for you as if in any world he’d be going for that with how you’re behaving currently lol; but also because its what we like about you and the way we’re looking at you and smiling lets you know this so much]
Casey: [‘it’ll do’ like yes thank you that works, because he do think you’re cute especially that smile and also loves that you think he is and the way you’re looking at him rn etc]
Janis: [‘will it?’ in an unexpectedly serious and quiet voice like you can absolutely tell we did not mean to say that but we did so it’s like well, even if we’re going harder like we can just distract you from a vaguely emotional outburst]
Casey: [looking at her with ALL the feeling because yes, it obviously will, there’s your answer regardless of you not meaning to ask the question ‘you will’ I dread to think how his voice sounds saying that but we can’t be distracted from letting you know we love you, soz]
Janis: [‘I wish-’ and like, so many things we could say, I wish this wasn’t such a messy situation, I wish I could fix this, I wish I could make everyone happy, ahh but we go with ‘-I could kiss you right now’ because also that, yes]
Casey: [‘in a bit’ because that is a promise he’s making for later even though you can’t actually promise because a thousand things could get in the way of you doing that]
Janis: [‘promise’ like yeah, I will do all of that, no pressure to ourselves at all]
Casey: [‘I’ll not promise to cut you off’ like I probably should limit you to 1 drink then under the circumstances but I won’t]
Janis: [focus back on this baby for a moment ‘wait ‘til she’s had hers’ because not tryna get you crunk baby girl lol but we definitely require more alcohol ‘good barman bad barman a thing, yeah?’ like you’re so clearly never the one cutting anyone off]
Casey: [‘Oi, who you calling a bad barman?’ as if she’s calling you shit at your job lol]
Janis: [‘technically you’re the good one, cutting me off would be bad’ going by good cop bad cop logic like that’d be so mean of you so]
Casey: [‘technically I’ve got loads else I’d do to make you feel good if we had to stop at the one drink’]
Casey: [‘only review I’m after’ because literally only care about what you think in every way possible always]
Janis: [just putting all our energy into showing you what we think of you right now, don’t mind us]
Casey: [putting all his energy back into not being the loudest and most extra, obvs, because you know he would’ve nearly said her name in the most indecent way ever]
Janis: [doing the thing where she does everything in her power to make you cum, within current limitations, whilst being like ‘if you cum we have to go inside, don’t do it, try to hold on, please’ etc just ‘cos we’re evil]
Casey: [this is why y’all are fated, not soz, because you can’t tell me he isn’t also 100% that bitch]
Janis: [he is and we know it]
Casey: [definitely holding out way longer than I could in his place but you’re not superhuman, boy, deal with it]
Janis: [at least how smug we are is all ‘cos of how much we’re into making you lose it and you can enjoy that ‘could be my favourite thing about you, might be biased right now though’ and just LOOKING at him like damn, boy]
Casey: [‘typical of you and that massive ego’ like okay bighead your fave thing would be something you have total control over, but we’re LOOKING back because the big ego is very legit of her to have rn after all that]
Janis: [shrug ‘it ain’t a short list’ like there’s plenty about you I love that are all you, don’t worry ‘can’t blame me for liking you most when you’re with me’ like being together is the best bit, obviously]
Casey: [‘get ready to hate me then’ 😏 because getting up to go inside and clean up a little bit in case anyone does appear though it’s clearly unlikely at this point, something else he’s saying that shouldn’t sound as hot as it did, typical of you, sir]
Janis: [‘do my best’ but our tone and own OTT pout at the suggestion letting you know we will be doing the opposite out here, chilling with this girl who’s probably finished her milk and fallen asleep, using her little chubby hand to wave bye at him]
Casey: [blatantly pulling her pouty bottom lip how she did to him that time as he goes because you cannot kiss her, some lines have to be drawn however ridiculously small and faint they obvs are, waving at this bub of course]
Janis: you might be onto something
Janis: already like you SO much less, like
Casey: You might have to try a bit harder if you’re gonna convince me of owt like that
Janis: stay away from me longer than you have to, see how convincing I can be
Casey: how long do you reckon it is
Janis: you just wanna hear me say a ridiculously short amount of time, don’t you
Casey: wouldn’t have no trouble believing it, like
Janis: can’t even call it cocky, really
Casey: bit maybe, but we’re even on that one
Janis: you like it
Casey: us having loads in common, yeah, ‘course I do
Janis: always have
Casey: Any lass I’ve had about long enough to know has always hated it
Casey: [his uni going ex] said she’d never get through on the phone ‘cause I’d be too busy on it with you
Janis: I didn’t like her all that much anyway
Janis: I’ll keep the soz to myself still, I reckon
Casey: you’ll not be offering the threesome with her Archie did then
Janis: I don’t need to offer up every single thing I reckon you’ve seen in porn and thus wanna do because you’re a lad
Casey: nah, I’ve done it before anyway, not much left to offer up I’ve not
Janis: and I’m not 14 so, weren’t planning on it
Casey: I shouldn’t have let her when she offered up the swings, got that one over me now
Janis: you told her about your first time then, yeah
Casey: she probably asked me
Janis: an easy one, most people want to redo their first time because it’s usually shit so
Casey: no need to rub it in, dickhead, just ‘cause yours weren’t
Janis: I didn’t bring it up
Casey: no shit, you wouldn’t, bit awkward under the circumstances
Janis: yeah, exactly
Casey: forget I did, I never meant to
Janis: you’re obviously stuck on it
Janis: it’s fine
Casey: might be fine with you, ain’t with me
Janis: why
Casey: why would it be
Janis: I don’t know what to tell you, clearly whatever happened with Archie messed you both up a bit more than you already were
Casey: tah, charming that is
Janis: you know what I mean, you can’t take it back now
Casey: I know, I don’t need telling
Janis: then what, I don’t get it
Casey: you don’t get what
Janis: why you’re still thinking about her
Casey: you’re fucking married
Janis: I didn’t say you couldn’t
Casey: I can’t just act like it didn’t happen
Janis: okay
Casey: don’t, alright
Janis: I’m not, I just have nothing productive to say
Janis: obviously you should just act like that, but I understand why you can’t, is what it is
Casey: I’m not trying to mess your head up how mine is so let’s leave it out
Janis: oh yeah, my head is clear
Casey: your shit don’t need adding to is what I mean
Janis: I’ll survive
Casey: me an’ all without going on at you about none of this
Janis: what’s the point of starting out like that
Casey: what’s the point bitching like a massive girl about what’s done
Janis: that’s not what I meant, just
Janis: there isn’t anything I can do, I’ve already told you what she’s like, how she’s acting, there’s nothing else I’ve got
Casey: and I didn’t mean I want her back
Janis: I know, I mean, I think I do
Janis: it won’t happen anyway
Casey: you should do, you know what I want to happen and it’s nowt to do with her
Janis: You shouldn’t have said you didn’t want it, before
Casey: shouldn’t I
Janis: you obviously need someone to fuck you better on the swings and who else could, so yeah
Casey: I’m that obvious, yeah
Janis: if that’s all she has over you, it’s the obvious solution
Casey: but the park has it’s own shit over you, you said
Janis: so do lots of places
Janis: I can’t just erase him
Casey: then how’s it fair for me to ask you to do it when it comes to her
Janis: it was however many weeks, it’s not the same
Janis: I don’t wanna get rid of it all, it won’t happen, whatever we do
Casey: it ain’t about the time scale
Janis: I’ve not totally forgotten I’ve got a husband
Janis: even if he’s forgotten me
Casey: I went all in on her, much as I could, more than I ever have done
Casey: even if that was only ‘cause I couldn’t have you, it still happened
Janis: what do you want to do?
Janis: I don’t think she’ll talk to you, at this point
Casey: I don’t wanna do anything
Janis: it will get easier
Casey: What we should be talking about if we’re gonna have a little chat is that he ain’t forgotten you
Janis: just how it felt
Casey: you can’t be getting off your face every night, real or fake, and sleeping on the sofa
Janis: I know that
Janis: and you know how fucking massive the conversation I need to start is, if I had a clue how to do that yet
Casey: I ain’t saying you’ve gotta do it now, I’ve never said you’ve gotta do anything
Janis: it’s not you
Janis: the longer I leave it the more I’m fucking him over and that’s not what I want to do but
Casey: get him in work again and you’ll have some room, it won’t feel like you’re in constant danger of turning him on at the dinner table
Janis: I doubt I even did
Casey: break my fucking heart with how gutted you sound about it, mate
Janis: well, you would be too
Janis: I did give us my all
Casey: It’s him who ain’t been good enough or done right, never has and ain’t got no clue how, you can only do what you can do
Janis: not never
Janis: but I’ve one-upped him now
Casey: bollocks
Janis: you don’t reckon fucking his brother trumps
Janis: idk what my problem is, him not wanting to fuck me for 9 months, like
Janis: don’t make me sound amazing, by anyone’s standards
Casey: piss off turning us into that or him into a dickhead who didn’t have this coming ‘cause of his problems
Janis: we’re not but I know how it looks, will look
Casey: you know how everyone’s looking at me right now and how that ain’t the way it actually is
Janis: we were meant to be perfect
Casey: he fucked it, not you
Janis: nah, we both did
Casey: I’d never shut you out, can’t
Janis: I can’t do this alone
Casey: [come back like you’re not, squeezing her shoulder on your way past her to sit back down]
Janis: [not at all losing our shit again, at least we will have put this baby in her pram all wrapped up so we don’t have to actively think of her in this precise moment ‘hey’]
Casey: [‘alright’ like hello but also more importantly like a question because are you?]
Janis: [taking out a cigarette in response, shrugging like what can you do ‘better?’ ‘cos went inside to get cleaned up]
Casey: [I like to think he’s changed into like comfy loungewear vibes because why wouldn’t you, so coming over and giving her the cosy af hoodie he’s wearing to put on for absolutely no reason except we wanna comfort you rn and that’s the only way we can]
Janis: [just wrapping it around ourselves gratefully because we are and this really isn’t your drama so we appreciate that fully, lowkey just nuzzling into the collar here]
Casey: [making her another drink but literally not taking his eyes off her the entire time we do, lowkey a party trick that you’re mixing this drink without looking down for a single second]
Janis: [‘s’impressive’ and doing a little smile, trying to not be overly worrying here or anything]
Casey: [breaking the eye contact purely to look down at himself like oh you mean me in this tight t-shirt now that the hoodie is out of the way, because bants 5ever, passing her this beverage]
Janis: [rolling our eyes lovingly ‘see it all day every day, boy’ ‘cos we are a sports massage therapist honey, sipping this drink like hohaha]
Casey: [doing an OTT pout like we’re so heartbroken and offended]
Janis: [‘the drink is VERY good’ like I’m not calling you shit at your job, be happy]
Casey: [coming back over and stealing it to take a sip like I’ll be the judge of that thank you, because gotta be hot about everything always, and shrugging at her as you hand it back ‘had better’ we all know where he’s looking and what he’s saying with that, huns]
Janis: [forever LOOKING at you as you move because very easy to be distracted by each other, even when we’re in this much turmoil otherwise; gonna notice how hard she breathes in when you do, then signing in front of our tits so 1. We’re not saying this out loud and 2. It’s like ‘scuse me pay attention boy ‘you’re gonna have to keep me pregnant or you’ll be so sad’ like what would you do if my milk ever dried up]
Casey: [‘just me?’ like would you not be so sad too, because we clearly disagree if you’re trying to suggest otherwise lol]
Janis: [shakes our head because no ‘would probably cry’ because we remember when you brought that up]
Casey: [‘can’t have that’ but in a tone that is saying the opposite because we know damn well you’d look beautiful and he’d be into it]
Janis: [‘unlikely you will’ like I don’t just cry for nothing, as you know, but we’re matching tone ‘cos how could we not]
Casey: [‘challenge accepted’ as we pull your hair really playfully because 100% still that close to you despite handing the drink back and having no reason to be, like we’re gonna do it by being mean but we all know as equally damn well what you’re implying]
Janis: [‘Oi!’ like he’s just being his antagonistic self and we’re like oh you but we’re pushing you back so reminiscent of how he did in the hospital bed like get away from me but don’t ever]
Casey: [taking her drink again but this time holding it out of her reach and over her head in a pisstakey playfighty yet so saucy manner like oh I’m so strong and toll we all can’t forget that’s a huge novelty for you because still pretending to be so mean]
Janis: [because we can always be meaner, we’re just opening our mouth like give it to me then, we all know what you’re going to be thinking about now]
Casey: [fully just acting like we’re about to but then at the last sec taking a drink himself so she thinks it’s gonna be like bitch you thought haha but not swallowing it because gotta go further and like spit this into your mouth as if that’s something you’re remotely okay to be doing in this garden rn]
Janis: [the SOUND we make is gonna be unholy to the point we’re fully like yep, someone is gonna come out now but clearly not so we’re just like how could you in the sense we now want you so bad we don’t know what to do]
Casey: [looking in the direction of the kitchen window, better late than never, for a split second because that’s how long ONLY he’s willing to tear his eyes away from this gal, seeing it’s in darkness because none of the fam are in there clearly, whatever the hell they are doing, and therefore deciding it’s FINE to kiss her SO hard]
Janis: [we know we have no desire or willpower to stop this, especially now, we’re kissing you like there is no chance of being caught at all here]
Casey: [likewise, you know he’s got his hand on her zip just messing with it like can we actually get away with this or not because y’all must feel untouchable rn with what you have already gotten away with honestly]
Janis: [just looking over at the pram like what if someone comes out for her if not us, making a frustrated noise ‘I wanna’ obviously so]
Casey: [‘then’ again like it’s a full sentence the way it was at the hospital like let’s just do it then as if it’s that simple, oh boy, you kill me]
Janis: [‘where are they?’ like genuinely like what are they doing and what do they think we’re doing lol because if they’d checked but a once we wouldn’t be able to be so bold and seriously contemplating]
Casey: [I’m gonna speculate wildly that Bobby and Libi are probably watching a movie if they haven’t left entirely because of the dinner awks and Jimothy has fallen asleep like the dad he is, probably on the bed you’re avoiding so hard gal, but Casey doesn’t know or care about any of that, so shrugging as he pulls her towards a shed I’m gonna say exists in this garden and starts chucking enough of the crap that it’s full of out so they can at least semi fit standing in the doorway of there and also have the flimsy excuse nobody’s asking for that they’re looking for something among said crap, obvs pushing her in as soon as there’s vaguely enough space]
Janis: [we are with your idea, even though I’d love to know what you’d say you need from the shed right this second but lbr it isn’t going to be an issue; pulling you in behind us with the same energy, pulling this door to without shutting it]
Casey: [the way Bobby and Libi are legit staying out of your way because of the awks and because they probably think y’all are having a deep and meaningful about his underage girl dating, wifebeating ways cos she’s the one he talks to, is honestly sending me, soz you two, meanwhile actually going at it in the shed]
Janis: [lmao truly, we’ll get there kids but first we’re just dealing with a lifetime of tension if you don’t mind]
Casey: [stuff is blatantly falling all over you pair in this shed and you could not be less bothered, love it, casual shovel trying to kill you or whatever]
Janis: [we all know the excuse to throw things around and get out some tension that way will be appreciated by both of you, lucky we don’t knock this damn thing over lol]
Casey: [as will the fact he can get a cobweb out of her hair when you eventually emerge, by him and me both, absolutely stan a cliche]
Janis: [‘I’m not scared of spiders’ like that’s not going to make me cry, soz, just brushing some general shed debris off your shoulder for you boy]
Casey: [‘I reckon we broke [such and such a thing in this shed]’ like that would make you cry lol but we’re so 😏 because it’s just a brag really]
Janis: [‘one less thing to decide who gets to keep’ trying to say that like its bants when it absolutely is not haha anyway moving on, fake punching at his smug face as we go to check that baby Jac is still just chilling here]
Casey: [‘she okay?’ called lowkey across this garden, the word okay not alright because hey remember that she and I are the only things that matter, thank you]
Janis: [putting a finger to our lips like excuse me ‘big gob’ but nodding because she is ‘nothing phases her’]
Casey: [just putting all the stuff back in the shed oh so casually rn don’t mind us ‘takes after me’ like I’m her real father bants but you could just be saying it as you are actually related]
Janis: [doing our own 😏 ‘God help us’]
Casey: [‘both got me to help you, tah very much’ cos who else could you possibly ever need not god or your husband lol]
Janis: [‘alright then, come here’ and we’re just looking at these drink ingredients rn like show me how to make it]
Casey: [do obviously]
Janis: [have the cliche of teaching someone how to do something always]
Casey: [it’s simply one of the best]
Janis: [‘remember when I lived above the pub?’ like good times]
Casey: [can’t stop himself making a face because you can’t tell me he thought they were good times, you moving out]
Janis: [nudging him like hey ‘least we weren’t as in your face then’]
Casey: [nudging her back like no no it was not a positive and you can’t make it into one]
Janis: [shaking our head like okay then ‘I got free drinks all the time, anyway, that part you would’ve liked’]
Casey: [a look like you could get free drinks anywhere at any time from anyone because you’re literally that stunning]
Janis: [a look back like but no ‘my grandda weren’t expecting nothing but my rent vaguely on time, like’]
Casey: [ a nod like okay fair enough ‘he thinks I’m a right dickhead’ because he would, soz but it’s true]
Janis: [‘yeah’ ‘cos not gonna sugarcoat anything no point ‘general consensus at the minute’]
Casey: [a look at her and in the bub’s direction like true but idc cos you two love me]
Janis: [‘you can do better, we see that’]
Casey: [‘do you?’]
Janis: [‘especially her’ like she’s your bestie but also ‘cos you’re so soft with her]
Casey: [coming over to this bub and giving her all the eye contact like hmm is that true, proving it is by being so soft rn]
Janis: [‘might be a bit less thrilled than I would be’ like if she wakes up and you’re just staring at her lol]
Casey: [‘can’t be as chuffed as you’d be’ like be fair nobody is or would be]
Janis: [‘just call me desperate’ but doing a shrug like true though]
Casey: [‘if you still are after all that, it’s myself I’ve gotta be having a word with’ and a look back at this shed like I don’t think so]
Janis: [pondering like hmm let me think about that some more than I already was ‘suppose I can wait ‘til the sofa, yeah’]
Casey: [clink your glasses together like okay deal but then make yourself comfy wherever you’re sitting ‘but you know where I am if you change your mind’ because right here if you can’t lol]
Janis: [just tutting and using his shoulder like a pillow, could be platonic enough ‘you’d be knackered’]
Casey: [‘no change there, like’ lowkey always are because have spent forever working nights and living how you do]
Janis: [‘yeah, I’ll put you on bed rest instead’]
Casey: [‘better nurse than you are patient’ because I firmly believe with my whole heart there have been occasions where she has had to patch him up after he’s kicked off and that’s what we’re remembering as we say that]
Janis: [obviously remembering the same times, along with the times we had to for Jimmy ‘marginally’ ‘cos not something we’re going to brag about]
Casey: [‘me too’ because he’d be a terrible patient too, something else you clearly have in common]
Janis: [‘you mostly behave for me’]
Casey: [‘I try, yeah’ with more feeling than how casual that sounds because he really has before and is now]
Janis: [kissing his shoulder because we know]
Casey: [pulling her hair so gently to lift her head up so we can look at you for a sec again with all the feeling and then rest our forehead against yours how we like to do]
Janis: [just doing this for a while, because no hoe is coming and we need to ‘I promise-’ then faltering because you don’t know what words to use here]
Casey: [‘whatever you was gonna say, you’ve got the same back off me’ because it’s the energy, literally anything]
Janis: [‘we’ll sort it, whatever you wanna do, wanna be, you don’t need to rely on Ian for nothing’ this all coming out in a rush because it’s the basis for what you wanna say, being eloquent about it isn’t the important part anyway]
Casey: [‘I’ll not go there’ sincerely meaning it, even if you tell me this is over and essentially chuck me out being very much implied]
Janis: [‘he don’t deserve you, you know that’ like you do, don’t you]
Casey: [looking away because he DOESN’T know that and that’s the tea]
Janis: [‘you didn’t want her to see him’ like bring that energy for yourself too ‘for now, anyway’]
Casey: [‘I took her to meet him though, even before I never had no choice else I wanted to’ because we all remember him talking to Archie and being buzzing for her to meet Ian before Skerries even happened, the way he’d say wanted to like pure ffs why energy]
Janis: [‘she said she loved you so maybe she would Ian, like you do, ‘cos no one else gives you that’ leaving it there because she did not and the rest is history ‘and if no one can stand him you reckon that’s your fate and all’ squeezing his hand SO HARD like I hate Ian but I love you because you are NOT the same ‘I promise that’s bollocks and I’ll prove it’]
Casey: [just looking at her absolutely speechless because despite a decade of evidence it still totally floors him that she can get in his head like that and understand where he’s coming from, literally better than he does]
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Thomas Shelby Fic Recs!
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love is blindness ➵ @creme-bruhlee
summary ➵ after watching you mother his boys, tommy is intent on making you the mother of his real children.
f*ck off ➵ @gretelshelby
summary ➵ Tommy can’t stand the guys trying to get your attention anymore.
gift to the ocean ➵ @retromafia
summary ➵ Tommy’s reaction to his wife’s 6th pregnancy is far from perfect and he feels guilty later.
business deal ➵ @smallheathgangsters
summary ➵ Y/N is the daughter of a well-known gangster who got into business with Thomas Shelby. She has sworn herself to never follow into her father’s footsteps, but when the deal between the two men goes horribly wrong, her whole world turns upside down.
seasonal love ➵ @sinfulshelbys
summary ➵ In which Tommy Shelby seasonally falls for a younger woman – you.
two years ➵ @tcmmysheiby
summary ➵ you and Tommy have had a hard time after he came back from the war. turns out things couldn’t work out between the two of you and now two years later you both reunite.
a new dawn ➵ @deepdonutkid
summary ➵ While is wife is in labor, Tommy prefers to stay away, because it’s women’s business, but when she called for him, he rushes by her side.
wailing teapots ➵ @oddaodd
summary ➵ When Tommy begins suspecting of Y/n's true allegiances he goes and questions her in her apartment only to discover a dark secret.
smoke & bourbon ➵ @earlgreydream
summary ➵ he would start sex off slow and sweet and then slowly get rougher as the session goes on because you're acting bratty
arguments ➵ @collecting-stories
summary ➵ The Eden gave me so many feels! Tommy saying he never took grace made me think about a request where the reader is jealous of Lizzie working for him cause she knows of their past and then there’s some arguing that goes down when he finds out the reader is pregnant of him Sorry if it sounds confusing btw
churchgoer ➵ @collecting-stories
summary ➵ Please could you write an imagine with Tommy where the reader is the daughter of a really religious family, yet she's the scandal of the family and she also sneaks around with Tommy and everyone knows but her family. Thanks! I love your writing ❤️ 
heartbeat ➵ @valentine-in-my-quinjet
summary ➵ Your marriage with Tommy has been turbulent recently, the prominence of betrayal and loneliness in the union takes a toll on your connection.
white lies ii ➵ @thepeakyfckingblinders
summary ➵ n.10 & 13 from prompt list: “I swear to God, I’ll blind you” + “Don’t leave”
whiskey ➵ @disasterofastory
summary ➵ Tommy wants to get to know you, but he finds out rather soon that making you drunk is not the right way.
baby scare ➵ @mythos-writes
summary ➵ (Y/N) finds out that she’s pregnant and is scared to tell Tommy…
the newest shelby ➵ @laedback-taurus
summary ➵ Tommy thought that motherhood would change his wife, make you want to be more cautious and maybe even give up your side of the gangster lifestyle. Throughout your pregnancy Tommy saw a more dependant side of you emerge and then after his child was born, he quickly realised that nothing was going to change you and he was glad.
hand to palm ➵ @yourfavouriterival
summary ➵ If you accept requests still, can you pls do one where Grace gets angry when Tommy says your name in his sleep, and even though he denies his feelings for you, she never seems to believe him.
only mine ➵ @mythos-writes
summary ➵ (Y/N) was waiting for Tommy to return from some business he had to do in London for a few days. Normally she would have gone with him, but she wasn’t informed that he was leaving for London, except for the letter he left for her on the kitchen table.
his safe space ➵ @laedback-taurus
summary ➵ After the shocking week Tommy has had, he just wants to be in the embrace of his wife but first he has to say goodbye a beloved horse and then, in a panic, he has to find her.
redemption ➵ @runnning-outof-time
summary ➵ When a woman comes to the Shelby brothers seeking help, Tommy first finds intrigue in her story. Then he finds himself needing to make sure that she stays safe.
homemade ➵ @normatural
summary ➵ Thomas Shelby finally gathers some courage to visit his girlfriend after he returns from the war.
what could’ve been ➵ @toms-cherry-trees
summary ➵ Love is not enough. Not even for soulmates.
under the cover of darkness ➵ @fallatyourfeet
summary ➵ Tommy last saw you before the war, he never thought he would see you again. But what brings you back to him, gives him no joy, and yet, there is something he can do to help. And nothing will stop him.
yet you’re still here ➵ @runnning-outof-time
summary ➵ An unexpected visitor late at night has pulls (Y/N) into Tommy Shelby's world in a way she never imagined.
devotion ➵ @runnning-outof-time
summary ➵ (Y/N)’s by Tommy’s side from the beginning, and she has every intention of staying by his side for as long as she can.
cold blue eyes ➵ @vostokovasmelina
summary ➵ can i request something with tommy shelby? maybe something where he's got cold towards the reader who's his wife and she tries to ignore it and brush it off but in the end, she approaches tommy about it? so they have a huge fight over it which preferably ends in bittersweet fluff? sorry for getting too specific, but thanks in advance xx
the older man ii ➵ @imagines-hoarder
summary ➵ Would you consider doing a Tommy Shelby imagine where the reader is quite a bit younger than Tommy and a family friend that helps with the business killing. The reader doesn't date or anything until Tommy finally professes his feelings and takes her virginity A bit rough Dirty smut pretty please
accessory to matrimony ii iii iv ➵ @huntingingoodwill
summary ➵ arranged marriage to consolidate power time! reader’s influential family strikes up a deal with one of birmingham’s most powerful families.
ideal woman ➵ @colossalcriminal
summary ➵ Y/N doesn't need any man to entice her with a better life, but when Thomas Shelby returns, she might not be able to help herself.
punch — drunk will ➵ @huntingingoodwill
summary ➵ tommy meets you at a boxing match after a year of tense distance. it turns out both of you are betting on opposing fighters.
maybe it’s for the best ii iii ➵ @tommydoesntpayforsuits
summary ➵ Charlie is having a hard time adjusting to his father's remarriage and his constant hostility is driving a wedge into it.
‘til summer comes around ➵ @runnning-outof-time
summary ➵ Summer in Small Heath was Tommy's favorite season, mostly because it was when the woman he was in love with came around.
just good business ➵ @mxpseudonym
summary ➵ You are forced to marry Tommy Shelby, but that doesn’t mean you have to make things easy for him. Over time, however, you start to find that getting along with him is more than just good business.
pride, prejudice, and peaky blinders ➵ @graces-secret-tommys-love
summary ➵ This was written as a loose adaptation of Jane Austen’s novel Pride and Prejudice. Of course the Peaky Blinders created their own twist on things, but I was very intentional in my wording to best replicate the classic Austen lines in this new setting. As opposed to the ending of the novel, and the ending of the movies, this ends in very slow burn smut, that then ties back to a more “traditional” ending. Enjoy!!!
innocent ➵ @queenshelby
summary ➵ You are forced to marry Thomas Shelby after the death of his wife Grace. Unfortunately for you, your marriage isn’t as beautiful as you thought it would be. Will you build love and desire for each other?
our wedding is a fucking lie ii iii ➵ @babylooneytoonz
summary ➵ The Reader grew up with the Lees, having lost her parents at a young age. She and Esme were inseparable. They were best friends and their bond was stronger than sisters. Everything was fine until The Shelby's came into their life, and Esme's marriage was fixed with John Shelby. What was even worse was the last minute sacrifice that the reader had to make when Tommy Shelby put a condition to John and Esme's marriage.
to be so lonely ➵ @mythos-writes
summary ➵ Tommy and (Y/N) used to date when they were young, but when the business started to grow, he broke up with her. But after Grace leaves, they see each other again, making Tommy rethink his feelings…
devil is a woman ➵ @l1-l4
summary ➵ The devil has put her eyes in her next victim, but this time is different. This time she found an interesting toy. The man she has her claws on is at her mercy and he would do anything for her. Even take the life of an innocent one.
gypsy bride ➵ @queenshelby
summary ➵ In your culture, it was customary to only form alliances with people you trust, mainly family. But, since you and your mother were both only children as a result of a curse impaled on your family decades ago, your family was much smaller than other gypsy families.
clueless ➵ @fallatyourfeet
summary ➵ The reader finds herself at a club, lonely and feeling sorry for herself when her night takes an unexpected turn.
spellbound ➵ @corpsekiller
summary ➵ After another sleepless night, Tommy decides to seek you out for help and although he doesn't believe in witchcraft, he's willing to follow your advice.
safe harbour ➵ @fallatyourfeet
summary ➵ A good night out with your best friend takes a menacing twist, until someone unexpected arrives.
tolerate it ➵ @imthebadguyyy
summary ➵ i know my love should be celebrated, but you tolerate it.
not just some backup plan ➵ @runnning-outof-time
summary ➵ When Grace leaves Small Heath, Tommy turns back to the person who's been around since the beginning.
babies and plotting death ➵ @laedback-taurus
summary ➵ You've spent most the evening talking about babies. Tommy has spent most of the night plotting a mans death.
not your girl anymore ➵ @ijustwant2write
summary ➵ Hey could you do one where her and tommy are still together after the war but drifting apart and then he dumps her for grace and she finds out that she’s pregnant with Tommy’s kid and you can decide how it ends
different now ➵ @ijustwant2write
summary ➵ Hi darling, I wonder if you could write a ficus Thomas Shelby x Reader, where they have known each other since childhood and when they are older, they both end up romantically involved, and she awaits him during the war and when he arrives, does she have to deal with his indifference and then his interest in Grace, making her pregnant, and he finds her years later a changed, successful woman?
love me sweet | love me delicate | love me truly | ➵ @pherelesytsia
summary ➵ As Thomas Shelby hears Y/N´s parents are searching for a suitable husband for their child Y/N faces a loveless marriage she hoped to never encounter, but slowly the cold walls crumble as the scent of spring is dancing over the meadows
ill never be her | ill never forgive him | i may forgive him | i forgave him | ➵ @pherelesytsia
summary ➵ Finding out Thomas has been secretly seeing Grace, Y/N leaves with Charlie.
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give my heart ➵ spideysrogers
guys my age ➵ penanbroken
summary ➵ Heartbroken over John's marriage to Esme, Y/N goes to the Garrison to drown her sorrows.When Thomas Shelby walks in, Y/N finds something much more effective than alcohol to keep her warm.
shirts ➵ twistedrunes
summary ➵ You didn't marry Thomas Shelby to spend night after night alone in bed. But, that's what you had been doing. After another night alone and Tommy's continued refusal to let you help him with his workload, you decide to take matters into your own hands.
one of those days ➵ babybluesuga
summary ➵ Tommy comes home to find his wife right where he left her that morning, lying in bed.
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Thanks T
Summary: A dad is supposed to be your rock. Someone you can go to when times are hard. Someone whos supposed to protect you. WHat happens when your dad doesn’t fit the bill, and Tony does?
A/n: Hello yall! So this story hit really close to home for me lmao. It was mentioned that there aren’t any good dad/step dad Tony fics so I hope you like it. Everyone thank @alphaandromedae97 and an anon for this fic.
Hope yall enjoy!
Your life was complicated.
How can it not be when Tony “billionaire playboy” Stark is your step dad.
Yes you read that right, step dad. It’s funny really, turns out he has a thing for waitresses that aren’t interested in him at first. That waitress being your mom.
They met when she was working a shift at the restaurant she works at, and he came in with Avengers. He expected her to fall at their feet like everyone else did, but she just scoffed and asked for their order. Pretty epic.
Then one long montage later, and they ended up getting married. You were happy for your mom, of course. Deep down, Tony is a good man and you knew he’d do anything for your mom. And he’s always been nice to you, making sure you were okay with him proposing and then you moving upstate with him and your mom. He always made sure you felt included, maybe a little too much. He actually took interest in your life, which you’ll always appreciate.
But you were a total daddy's girl by heart. You always felt like you had a close relationship with your biological father. He was a good dad, he took you out to movies, went to recitals, and always made sure to take you to the father-daughter dance your school district put on every year. It was your tradition. But after your parents divorced a few years ago, it seemed like he was getting more and more distant from you. He stopped calling as much, would skip out on your days to visit him and when you did visit, he’d lock himself in his office, claiming he had to finish some paperwork. It broke your heart, knowing that a man you were so close with, seems to be detaching himself from your life. But, in his defence he always managed to take you to the father-daughter dance. He always did. No matter how long the both of you went without seeing each other, no matter how long you haven’t spoken, he always made sure to take you.
That act alone, reassured you that he did still love you. He was just busy. In fact, you were getting ready to go to the final father-daughter dance, as you were going to graduate this year and therefore you would be too old to attend the next year. This year was especially important to you. You wanted this night to be perfect.
And you were positive your father would pull through as he has the past years.
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You were filled with excitement as you tried on multiple different dresses. You always liked this part of getting ready, the dress shopping.
The confidence you feel when you finally found the right dress. The happy feeling you and your mother had, browsing through the dress shop downtown. Tony offered to buy you a custom designer dress, but you couldn’t accept. This was the shop you’ve been going to since you were a little girl, since you went to your very first dance with your dad. Call it nostalgia or tradition, but you couldn’t shop anywhere else.
“ Hey ma! I think I found the one.” You shout from the dressing room, finally finding your dress after hours of searching.
“Come out here and let’s see bug” She replies from where shes seated. You take a deep breath, soothing the wrinkles on the dress and walking outside. Your mother gasps as she see the gown. It was beautiful really. It was a glittery, lilac purple floor length dress with spaghetti straps. And it even had pockets! You were absolutely obsessed. Plus, you could probably use it as a prom dress if you really wanted to.
“Oh baby...you look so beautiful...” You mom says, tearing for the millionth time.
“Ma, are you crying again?!” You laugh, “ Come on, that's the fifth time you’ve cried since we’ve been in the store!”
She laughs with you, sniffling as she wipes her tears,” I’m sorry, but you’re getting so big, it feels like it was only yesterday we were walking in this shop to get your first dress...and now...” She starts to cry again.
You smile softly, understanding what your mom was saying. You were in kindergarten when you first started attending these meetings, now you’re a senior in highschool.
“Alright, no more crying. It’s a happy day for you. Has your father called texted you when he was going to come pick you up?” Your mom asked wiping her tears.
You frown, “ No, I haven;’t hear from him since two weeks ago when he said he wanted to get lunch.”
You can see your mom roll her eyes in the mirror, “ Mom he’s just busy. I’m sure he’ll call when he can.”
“Oh sure, I just hate that he doesn’t answer you fast enough.”
“I know ma, but he has work” You argue, “ He calls when he can, and that's okay.”
Your mom sighs, knowing that you were stubborn when it comes to your father.
“ Well, let’s get this wrapped, Tony wants to get lunch and we need to convince him to get something other than shawarma.”
You roll your eyes, “ God, what’s with that man and shawarma. It’s like his life line or something”
“I know!”
After the two of you buy the dress, you pick up Tony from the HQ. You loved the drive up there,mainly because of the scenery, but also cause you can see Cap running laps outside.
“Hell my love, hey kiddo” Tony greets switching seats with your mom.
‘Hey T” You greet, smiling at the man.
“Did you find the dress?” He asks, driving away from his place of work and to a restaurant.
“Yeah! It’s like the one I told you I wanted. I was surprised it was there to be honest.” You reply, “ Mom practically dehydrated herself shopping though.”
“Oh? How many times did she cry this time? Cause she was crying earlier when she was getting read-- OW! Hey I’m driving” He exclaims as your mom swats his arm.
You giggle at their antics, chest warming with the sight of your mom happy again.
“She cried five times while we were shopping. Five!”
“Five? I didn’t know the human body had that much water.”
The two of you chuckled as your mom made an offended noise.
“I hate that the two of you get on so well.” She pouts, “ And excuse me if I’m a little sad my baby is growing up so fast.”
You tune out the rest of their conversation as your phone buzzes.
Dad
Hey kid, I’m gonna have to meet you at the school tomorrow. I have a meeting that’s gonna run late.
You
Okay daddy, I’ll see you there <3
You frown, your dad always managed to pick you up from the house. He used to take you to eat before the dance. And he always used to take the day off, devoting his time to you.
“ Uh oh, someone's frowning back there.” Tony remarks, “ What’s wrong kiddo, did a character off that show you like die/”
“Uh no, ma do you think you can drop me off at the dance tomorrow? Dad said he has a late meeting and won’t be able to pick me up.”
Your mother makes eye contact with Tony. They both know how your father has been flaking on you and how it breaks your heart that he does. It makes Tony especially mad because it remind him of his childhood. How his father really didn’t pay attention to him unless he was criticizing his life choices.
“ Hey y/n, I can drop you off if you want.” Tony offers, “ I really don’t mind.”
You smile, “Thanks T.”
“No problem kid.”
And with that he pulls into the restaurant parking lot.
As your family is seated, you take a quick look around the restaurant, wanting to see the reactions of the patrons when they realize Tony Stark is in the building. But as you do, you see a man who looks very familiar. But before you can take a closer look your mom interrupts you.
“Y/n, you know it's rude to stare.”
“Oh sorry mom.”
So you take a seat and continue with your meal. You tune out your mother and Tony’s conversation as you can’t take your mind off of that man. You take a quick glance back while your parents discuss the dessert menu.
That’s when you realize that the man was your father!
You stand up from the table and make your way towards the man. Surprised to see him there because as far as you know, he’s supposed to be in a meeting right now.
“Daddy?” You ask cautiously. The man tenses up before turning to you.
“Y/n? Honey what are you doing here?” You notice he doesn’t make an attempt to get up and hug you.
And you also notice the second plate of food across from him and a napkin stained with what looked like lipstick.
“Um, T and Ma wanted to grab dinner.. I thought you were at a meeting?”
“This is a five star restaurant, and you just stopped in?” He asks ignoring your question, “ Of course Stark did..”
You wanted to roll your eyes. Everytime your mother was even close to being happy, your dad always found something wrong with the person she was with. But he seemed to have a strong disliking towards Tony for some reason.
“Um right...So you told me you were in a meeting? That’s why I couldn’t come over after dress shopping?”
“Right! A meeting...I’m currently in right now.” He says quickly looking towards the women's bathroom, “ You should go back to your table hon, my boss is really strict”
“Oh right, sorry” You say dejected, “ I’ll see you tomorrow?”
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” your dad says with a soft smile, “ I love you Bug.”
You smile at the nickname your parents gave you, “ I love you too pop.”
And with that you walk off, back to your mother and Tony. You can see they’re trying to hide the fact that they were watching by covering their face with the dessert menus.
“Oh here you are, we got you a tiramisu” Tony says nonchalantly, pushing the dessert towards you.
“Uh huh” You hummed teasingly, “ Dad says hi by the way.”
“ Oh does he now?” You mom said not convinced, “ That’s nice of him.”
You hummed, mouthful of cake signaling that you were done with the conversation. Your family finished up their meals and signaled for the check. As you were walking out the restaurant, you turned to say goodbye to your dad, only to see his “boss” was back from the restroom.
Only this boss was a 5′3, brunette bombshell in a tight red dress and having her neck kissed by the man you call your father.
Your stomach felt sick.
“Oh gross, I really didn’t need to see that.” You mutter catching the attention of Tony who was behind you.
“See what kid?” He asks following your gaze, “Oh. Yikes is that even allowed? I didn’t know your dad was a vampire.”
You snort, “ Oh god T, that's disgusting.”
He just laughs and pats your head, “ Come on, lets go before your mom yells at us.”
You smile, but you wondered why your dad didn’t tell you that he was on a date. Or that he was even seeing someone?
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Thoughts of your fathers secrets where wiped from your brain as you scrambled to get ready for the dance the next day.
Tony surprised you and your mom with a mani-pedi day at 10am and a hair appointment for you at 1pm. After you had to get shoes for your dress at the mall and then be home by 5pm to get your dress and makeup on, take pictures, and then be out the door by 7pm to take pictures with your dad, then finally be at the dance by 8pm when doors open.
The whole day you were messaging your dad about how excited you are, getting similar replays back. He pays for you shoes and complements your hair.
Your heart swells as you think about how hard it was in the beginning of the divorce. But your father always tried his best to spend time with you and made sure you knew he loved you.
It was hard on you at first, but you appreciate that he tried for you. The fact that he’s been taking you to this dance since you were a little girl is proof enough. You were a little sentimental, this was your last dance after all.
You smiled looking at yourself in the mirror. You looked beautiful in your dress. Your makeup was done to perfection and you had gotten a silk press in your hair. You felt like a princess. You heard your mom sniffle.
“Mom, again?” You laugh,turning to face her.
“I’m sorry! You just look so beautiful!” she says with a sad smile, “ God, you grew up so fast bug”
You roll your eyes, but feel the tears spring to your eyes as well, “ Ma! Stop I can’t ruin my make up”
You both laugh as you fan your eyes
“You ready?” She asks, “ Tony’s waiting for you in the living room.”
You nod, gathering your things and walking out the door. You let your mom walk down the stairs first. You can hear Tony and you assume Happy in the living room. You finally make it down the stairs. It turns out it was Tony, Happy, and Peter Parker. Your mom was chatting with them and they all had their back turned to you.
“Ahem.” You clear your throat, catching their attention.
You see Peter stiffen as he gazes at you and mutters a soft “Wow”
You blush, what can you say he’s a cutie.
Happy gives you a comforting smile.
And Tony?
He has a soft look on his face, “ Jeez kid, you clean up well.”
You laugh, “ Better than you old man, what's up with the pants?”
He had on Iron Man pj pants.
“Oh hush.” He laughs, “ You look beautiful kiddo.”
You look down with a grin.
“Oh pose for some pictures!” You mom says excitedly, “ Go Y/n, by your self first and then with me. Then with Tony.”
You sigh, knowing how long it was gonna take.
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Finally after three million pictures, your mom and Tony drove you to the school.
“Okay bug, is your dad here?” Your mom asks looking around at the group.
“Yeah! He should be inside.” You say kissing your mom goodbye and waving to Tony. You show the ticket and waltz in the gym.
You smile and wave at classmates and parents. These people you’ve known since you were a child and who knew you. You finally got to the table you always sat at woth your dad.
It was empty.
You frown and look at your phone.
Me
On my way pop!
It said the message was read.
“He must be on driving” You think to yourself as you sat at the table.
But then twenty minutes passed. Then an hour. then two
You were still there, waiting for your dad to come. You sent five messages and they all remained unopened.
You looked around the gym, seeing a few parents looking at you with pity in their eyes. You can barely stand it.
You got up and went to the restroom, trying not to cry. and in the restroom you tried calling you father, but you were sent to voicemail. The you finally got a message.
Dad
“I’m so sorry bug, I can’t make it to the dance. I have a meeting today. :(”
You felt dejected. Humiliated.
Your father has rearranged visitation days, skipped out on little crimonied and rectitals you’ve had, but this by far was the most disappointing thing he has done.
He promised multiple times that he’d be here. Never has he ever skipped out on the dance before. ANd he knew how important this was to you. Thi was your last dance, and he ruined it.
You let yourself cry. You sobbed as you realized that your father has been distancing himself from you. That your relationship hasn’t been okay for a while. And you just didn’t want to let go.
You sigh as you realize you’ve been in the restroom for a while. You stand up and look at your face. Despite the red eyes and slightly red nose, your make up was pretty much intact.
“Huh at least my setting spray hasn’t let me down.” You say to your self. After a few mintues of calming down, you walk out of the restroom and bump into a figure.
“Sorry” you mutter about to pass the person.
“Gee you took a while in there, I told you not to get that coffee kid.”
You quickly look up and se Tony.
Dressed in a suit, flowers in hand.
“Hey kid.” He says softly
“what..what are you doing here?” You whisper, tears filling your eyes again.
“Well apparently you need an rent a dad, and I happened to be in the neighborhood.” He jokes, then says, “ I’m sorry your dad didn’t come kiddo, and I know I’m not him, and quite frankly I’m glad I’m not. But I do love you like you’re my own, and well...yeah here I am.”
You stay quiet, looking at Tony in wonder. Touched that he did this for you.
“Of course if you just want to leave then we can just get out of here” He rambles nervously, “ But you gotta tell me kid cause I’m kinda freaking out.”
“Can we get ice cream after?” You ask him
“What?”
“After the dance, we should go get ice cream.”
“Uh sure?” Tony says, “So what do you usually do at these things?”
You laugh and steer him to the tables where they have all the activities at. You actually have more fun with him than you had recently wit your dad. Tony is definitely more competitive than your father and treats every game as a challenge. Not like something he’s humoring just for his kid. He celebrates with you instead of telling you to calm down. He chats with the adults, is nice to the kids, and does the goofy dances with you. Seeing Iron Man do the chicken dance is something you didn’t know you needed till now. He managed to turn this horrible night to one of the best ones you’ve had in quite a while.
Finally the father daughter dance started to signal the end of the dance. Tony bowed dramatically and said in a horrible british accent, “ Lady Y/n?”
You laugh and make your way to the dance floor. You’re both quiet for a bit, snorting at how serious the other dads and their daughters look.
“Hey T?” You say softly, looking at the ground.
“Yeah kid?”
“Thank you. It’s nice to know that one of my dad's isn’t a total asshole.” You say. knowing that this is the first time you referred to Tony as your dad.
His eyes get misty as he clears his throat,
“Anytime, bug”
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Sweet Almost Goodbye
Xiao x Fem!Reader
Tags: Angst to Fluff
Sumary: Xiao had no plans to ever have a family of his own. Finding out that you are pregnant with his baby set him on edge, unsure. He's not ready.
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How are you suppose to tell him?
The news brought shock and surprise to you, it made you a bit excited and nervous.
What would Xiao think?
How will he take the news?
The thought of what his reaction may be formed a pit in your stomach. There you were, going up by the elevator of Wangshu Inn, as the sun was setting.
The closer you get to your destination, the uneasiness grew. What would happen if he lashes out? What would happen if he asked you to leave?
With a sigh, you walked up the stair that would lead to where your lover usually stays.
As you looked upon the view that the balcony provided, you saw that the sun was no longer visible, the stars starting to show up.
"You've arrived." Your heart swell at the voice of your lover, a smile forming on your face. Looking back at him, he eagerly walked up to you and greeted you with a gentle hug.
The first few weeks of your relationship was quite awkward, back then he could not even hold your hand without being as stiff as a board.
"Can I hug you?"
"I don't think that's necessary."
"But... I really want to."
"I am... not familiar with mortal rituals. I would not be the best for those kind of activities."
"Pfft... It's just a hug, Xiao. Plus you do these 'mortal rituals' with people you love. Now come here, silly Yaksha."
And surely enough, your first hug was not very comfortable, but it was a moment you would never forget.
Pulling away from the hug, you sighed heavily. Xiao did of course noticed the change in your attitude.
Where is that bubbly, cheerful, all smiles Y/N that he has grown to love?
Something must be off.
You looked down, how do you start off?
The silence filled the atmosphere with tension. Your hands started to shake.
"You seem like you're not yourself today." Xiao had broken the silence, something he usually doesn't do.
Looking up into his eyes, you grabbed both his hands in yours. "There's this very important thing that I need to tell you." Your grip on him tightened, hoping for him not to disappear.
His face showed confusion and somewhat worry, the look on your face told him that the matter was serious.
"You know how lovers would slowly grow? How they would be faced with many things and challenges in life together?" You started, not knowing exactly what to say. Through his confusion, he nodded.
"Well.... we may be going through one of those things." You whispered in a hushed tone. He didn't get it.
Was something wrong?
Has something happened that would affect your relationship?
"Xiao..." You silently called out his name.
"I'm... well..." You felt his hand squeeze yours, silently telling you to just say it.
"I'm pregnant."
He let go of your hands immediately, and your heart ached at his action.
Oh no...
He let out a chuckle. Slightly backing away, looking at you with an expression that had your eyes swelling with unshed tears.
"S-surely this has to be a joke." Xiao said in a quiet voice.
'What was that supposed to mean?' His words sent needles to your heart.
"We're gonna have a baby, Xiao." You said stepping closer to him, but he raised his hand, telling you to stop.
You held your hands to your chest, your heart pounding so fast. "It means that our love has blossomed."
"No." Xiao turned his back on you. "I didn't.... I didn't want this."
"X-xiao?" You stuttered, he surely didn't mean that right? He loves you, you loves him. Sure it wasn't expected, but you promised yourself to welcome your baby with open arms, teach them, show them the good in the world, love them with all your heart.
"I never wanted to start a family." He looked back at you, frustration in his eyes. "I thought that it would just be you and me. I didn't want a... a burden!" His words shocked you, a mix of emotion swirled inside you, pain, frustration, dissapointment.... anger.
How dare he say that about your baby?!
"Xiao, this is your child your talking about!" Tears started to fall from your eyes, staining your cheeks. "Why would you say that?!"
No, it doesn't matter how much you love him, he doesn't get to say those things about your baby. You believed that your baby is special, and you're not going to stand for the bastard you love to tell you that they are nothing but a burden.
"How could you?!" You stomped closer to him, your hands balled into a fist. "Here I thought that you are so amazing. That you're not the murderer that you claimed yourself to be."
You let put a sob.
"But no!"
You punched his chest.
"You don't deserve to be loved!"
Punch.
"You don't deserve to be happy!"
Punch
"You don't deserve a family that will love you."
You throw a weak puch at his chest, letting more of your tears fall as you sobbed.
He held you wrists pushing you back a bit to look up at him with your glossy eyes. What hurt even more is that he seemed unfazed, unaffected.
"I don't need you to tell me what I don't deserve. You're right, I don't deserve those things." He calmly said, letting go of your wrists. "And I... would feel at ease if you just leave." Before you could even respond, he vanished, leaving you to break down onto the floor, covering your mouth to silence your sobs.
He left you with tears and a broken heart.
2 Months Later
Your mother has been very helpful in taking care of you and your baby. Giving you tips and advice for a healthy pregnancy. You now stayed your parents' house in Qingce Village, a more quieter place than the Harbour.
You had told her of what happened between you and your 'previous lover' two months ago, crying into her arms as she saw you on your heartbroken state. Your father was not at all happy with Xiao's wrong doings towards you.
But you reassured your parents that it no longer matters, what matters now is your baby being well taken care of. And with that, you must take care of yourself as well. So no thinking about that Adeptus bastard.
In Wangshu Inn however, Xiao has felt that your departure has left a hole in his heart, everyday, every night alone on the balcony of the Inn, the place that you two once shared as a place to openly be together and express your love towards each other.
He would sometimes look at the guests of the Inn at the ground floor. He would see families spending time together, all smiles and happiness. Is that what it's like to have a family?
Sure, family comes with it's problems and such. But... it's family, people that will be your home and happiness.
Verr Goldet has noticed that you no longer go to the Inn and the Adeptus has grown more melancholic than usual. Something was definitely wrong between that two of you, she would think.
Xiao would look at the view provided by the balcony. He admits that he was looking for you from there, maybe you would come back to him. But he caught no sight of you.
Every time he would go out, he told himself that its to "scare off evil and cleanse the land", but he just used that as an excuse to look for you.
He found you, of course, since you aren't really hiding from him. But, even then, what would he say? Of course he should apologize, but how? He doesn't know any of that stuff.
But he has to make a decision....
"Alright, Y/N. Why don't you have a little rest while your father and I go to the village square?" You just nodded as they exit the house. Some alone time would be nice.
You were standing in front of a full body mirror in your room, shirt rolled up to show your baby bump. You were thinking about names for your baby just earlier. Even though it's gonna be a few months till they're ready, you just find naming them makes you smile.
"How about, if your a girl, I'll name you... Crystal? Or maybe Rose? Or Amethyst!" You laughed a little, seemingly having a conversation with your unborn baby. " But if your a boy... Hmmm...." You caressed your baby bump.
"I haven't thought about anything yet, but I'll tell you when I do, baby." You whispered with a smile.
Then, suddenly a green and black smoke appeared and revealed a person that made your smile drop.
"Y/N" Xiao quietly called out your name, looking at your eyes through the mirror. Sighing, you pulled down your shirt and turned back to face him.
He looked down at your stomach, his heart swelling at imagining that a baby is inside you, your and his baby is inside you.
"Didn't think I'd see you again." You let out a bitter laugh, making the man in front of you wince a little. "What are you doing here?" You asked with a rather harsh tone.
"I mean no harm." He started looking at you with a sense of nervousness within him, your unexpressive gaze made him feel crushed.
"I just want to apologize. And see how you and our baby are doing." He seemed to be hesitant in reaching out to hold you. But you, you were seething, did he just say 'our'?
He acted so childish, so cold and now he came back to apologize and immediately think that all will be fixed.
"Y/N..." You were pulled out of your thoughts by his call, you looked back at him with a glare. "I... love you. So so much." He stepped closer but this time, you raised your hand up and stopped him. "I wasn't ready, I was scared of what's gonna happen." Xiao added.
"I was scared too." Your eyes started to become glossy. "But I thought that you would be there." You looked up to him with your teary eyes, showing him your vulnerability once again. "I was wrong." You shook you head, his features softened and you notice the tears start to form in his eyes as well. "I shouldn't have expected too much. It's for the better we split up rather than stay in a relationship that will no longer contain love."
"If you're here for closure, Xiao. I can assure you that me and my baby will be just fine." You smiled despite the tear that managed to fall out of your eye.
He shook his head, quickly taking a hold of your hands and kneeling onto the floor. "Xiao, what are yo-"
"Please..." He brought your hands to his lips kissing them gently, you felt a few of his tears fall onto your hands. "Please forgive me. I'm truly sorry, my love." He was full on crying. You tried to take your hand back, but he didn't let you.
Still, the thought of you wanting to pull away from him made his heart ache. He didn't wanna let go of your hands. "I'm sorry about everything I said about our baby. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He kept repeating over and over. "I'm so stupid! I can just never treasure things that are important to me!" He felt frustrated of himself.
"Xiao, stop!" You demanded, pulling him back up to his feet. Once he looked at you, your heart clenched at the sight of his tear covered face, his hair messier than usual, his eyes held pain and regret.
"W-what exactly do you want?" You stuttered, rubbing your thumb along his knuckles. "D-do you want me to just forgive you... and then you'd walk away?"
He shook his head. "I-i want you." He whispered, coming closer, he hugged you, resting his chin on your shoulder.
"I want our baby." He pulled away, kissing you forehead.
"I want my happiness." Then his kissed your nose.
"I want my family, my everything." He then kissed your lips, the feeling of his soft lips on yours felt refreshing, something you didn't know you missed due to all the other emotions inside you. You both pulled away to catch your breath.
"Please, let me have my family."
"Oh, Xiao..." You caressed his cheek, feeling the wet tears that had fallen from his amber eyes. "We're here, we're your family." You both looked down at your baby bump, both of you smilling.
One Hour Later
As you and Xiao cuddled on the couch together and silently whispered sweet words to one another, the door opened, your parents walking in and were shocked to see the Adeptus and you snuggling.
"Aha! I see that you're the one who broke my babygirl's heart!" Your father exclaimed, much to your surprise.
"Xiao was it. Now I don't care if you two already made up. I'm still gonna talk to you about how to properly treat my baby." You laughed when Xiao let go of you and sat up straight.
You were surprised that he didn't pull the 'no respect for the Adepti' card.
"Papaaaaa." You whined as your father led Xiao into the kitchen to talk.
Your mother sat beside you and looked at your face. "I see that you two have been crying." She caressed your cheek.
"I'm just really happy right now."
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A few about the Great Seven interacting with Twisted Wonderland characters VIA Yuu. 👀 I only have one word summary; Chaos.
Who would meet the Great Seven first? Obviously the first years (along with Ortho and Grim). They’re Yuu’s best friends after all.
Actually, it was Friday, the last day of the week. And coincidentally, that night would be a special night at the House of Mouse. Ariel and her sisters would be performing that night.
Mickey told Yuu that that they could invite anyone to watch the performance. So Yuu went to get special permission to take their friends along with them.
After kidnapping Ortho After Yuu gathers everyone, they explain that they’re going out to see a special performance at their workplace.
Keep in mind that no one knows exactly what Yuu’s new job was except Grim and Crowley. So naturally everyone was in on it and curious. (Only Grim knows about Yuu meeting the Great Seven though)
Ace: So where do you work at?
Yuu: I work at a club.
Epel: ...As in a strip club or a book club?
Yuu: Wtf Epel? It’s like a club but no alcohol. It’s technically a restaurant but they have live shows and put on a lot of performances so-
Deuce: Oh! That’s cool, we get to see it together!
Yuu: Actually I’m not going to be with you guys. I’m on duty that day so I’ll be waiting tables. But I’ll join during break.
Ace: Really? Bummer.
Ortho: Aw, I wanted to hang out with you too! But it will be fun nonetheless. :D
Yuu tells them to wait downstairs as they go upstairs to get everything ready.
They are low-key nervous, because the House of Mouse isn’t...exactly normal by Twisted Wonderland standards.
Meanwhile, Grim was telling the first years about Yuu’s experiences there.
Grim: You know, the House of Mouse is really popular, I’ve heard about a lot of customers Yuu has met.
Deuce: This job must have been hard...I’m glad Yuu got it though!
Grim: Yeah, they pay them 5,000 madol! Isn’t that great?!
Sebek: 5,000 madol?! That’s a lot more than being a waiter.
Ace: In a week? I mean having a salary of 5,000 is pretty impressive.
Grim: Hehe, it’s actually 5,000 a day.
First Years: WHAT?!
Jack: To be able to pay that much...the owner must be wealthy.
Epel: Yuu lucked out!
When Yuu comes down, the first years are asking a billion questions.
How did you find a job with such a high pay??? Is the work good?? Is your boss nice to you?? Explain everything-
Yuu assured them that their job is just waiting a bunch of tables, and that they’re payed well because the place is very popular.
Anyways, Yuu tells them that they’re going now and leads them upstairs.
“Shouldn’t we be going to the hall of mirrors-?” “It won’t work.”
The group kind of loses their mind as Yuu casually pushes Ace into their mirror, Grim follows behind.
“Come on, or do I have to push you through the mirror like I did with Ace?”
Safe to say is that they go through the mirror and are greeted with a very lavish dressing room.
“Wait woah this isn’t Mickey’s dressing room.”
Yuu finds a note and read it out loud. Apparently Mickey moved the mirror to a new room so they could have privacy. Anything in the room is for their use.
“I’m going to cry. He’s so nICE I DON’T DESERVE THIS-“
Yuu is pretty happy with this arrangement, actually. They also begin to explain the club’s shtick to their friends.
“So this is basically a club for entertainment with live shows and also cartoons on the screen. Oh, and sometimes a cat named Pete tries to sabotage the show so he can kick everyone out and make this his club.” “Isn’t that illegal-“ “Not if there’s no police.”
So anyways Yuu leads them outside and they run into Goofy.
Sebek: Is that-?
Yuu: Hi Goofy, I’m bringing my friends to a table for the show-
Goofy: Yuu! There you are! You’re needed at table 14.
Yuu: What? But my shift hasn’t started-
Goofy: Reservations from Hades himself.
Yuu: Oh shit, ok yeah I’ll be there as soon as possible-
Ortho: Hades? As in the God of the Underworld?
Yuu: Yes, I’ll explain later, more importantly let’s go find you a table.
Ace: I think not telling us you actually met one of the GREAT SEVEN!
Yuu: I did tell you; and you didn’t believe me.
Everyone is vibrating in nervousness and excitement. Especially Ortho. I mean, this is the GREAT SEVEN we’re talking about!
Yuu decides to introduce them to Hades. But surprise surprise, it’s all of the Great Seven!
Yuu’s first year friends are going to pass out from shock. Oof.
With some inquiry, Yuu explains to the Great Seven that the friends they brought were from Twisted Wonderland.
Let’s just say that the First Years got invited to sit at their table. (Sebek is quaking at the idea of sitting with the Witch of Thorns)
So while Yuu leaves to start work (not after taking all of their orders first, of course), the Great Seven begin asking the first years + Grim questions.
The first years are expectantly tense, but they loosen up.
Ursula and Jafar are a little disappointed that no one from their dorm is present, but they seem to easily forget that after Yuu tells them that they know people from their respective dorms anyways.
Yuu also gives them a little more information they found about their respective dorms, so that they don’t feel...left out? (Satisfied is a better word for it)
Ursula pets Grim and Jafar feeds him crackers. Grim does not complain, he’s fine. He becomes more compliant as his tuna arrives.
And some of the other’s thoughts? Well...
The Queen of Hearts almost blew up in anger at Ace and Deuce. They are idiots that do nOT KNOW THE PROPER WAY TO SPEAK TO THEIR SUPERIORS AND THEY HAVE BROKEN AT LEAST 359 RULES ALREADY-
But somehow, the Queen of Hearts warms up to the idiotic duo. She sees them as...annoying children she has to babysit but they’re also really adorable that she can’t stay mad at them forever. Plus, Deuce is trying and Ace has these wonderful card tricks that would make her Jester cry.
So at first, she does not approve, but as the night progresses she does. 8/10 would meet the ADeuce combo again.
Scar and Jack...hm. Well, I don’t think they’d get along of Scar’s sense of morality and justice of the past was brought up. However, the villains all agreed to not bring up their villainous past because they didn’t want to scare away Yuu/make them wary and distrustful of them. Same goes for the first years.
Anyways, Scar is impressed at how buff Jack is. He isn’t surprised though - he expected residents of his dorm to be powerful. Scar lays down some well deserved praise and Jack eats it up with a tail wag. Jack also talks about his dorm and what the dorm represents. Scar’s ego rises 100x and Scar becomes somewhat...egotistical. Well, maybe not like in a “I’m shoving my ego in your face” type of ego but in a “This pleases me and I will treat you kinder” ego.
Basically, Scar opens up a little more to Jack as the night progresses. Like a mentor/student bond.
The Evil Queen and Epel...well, the Evil Queen was quite picky with how Epel was acting. Yes, he had the proper posture but really, he was using the wrong forks to eat that particular kind of food. She expected better from someone who came from her dorm. So she ended up chastising him and scolding him for being “improper”. Like Vil.
She was shocked to say when Epel accidentally snapped back at her, before returning to his more “princely” persona. Ah, so the child had more than meets the eye. She tried a different approach, as in trying to ease Epel into talking to her. Certainly, Epel was much more headstrong and willful than that naive Snow White.
So, the Evil Queen and Epel have a rocky start, but by the end of the show.
Hades and Ortho...well, that’s a combo you never see everyday. But I think Hades would basically adopt Ortho. As in suddenly he gets father vibes from the kid. He’s also particularly interested in his own dorm, and asks Ortho about it. Ortho’s pretty chatty with Hades, and is happy to tell Hades about his dorm! He also asks a few questions himself; which Hades happily obliged to.
...and then it turns into Ortho talking about Idia and how wonderful he is. And Hades is like, “damn, this kid has a wonderful big brother. How come my younger siblings act like shit to me-“
So Hades silently swore to the River of Styx to keep this child safe, and Ortho had a fun time interacting with Hades!
Sebek and Maleficent...well, it could have been worse.
Poor Sebek was tense and tight lipped for most of the night. He really wanted to make a good impression on Malleus’ grandmother. (I don’t think Sebek has met Maleficent yet so-)
Maleficent was patient, however. She knew Fae kind were raised to think of Maleficent as a high authority figure that should be treated with upmost respect. Unlike the other kingdoms; the Valley of Thorns praised Maleficent like a goddess. She didn’t blame Sebek for acting like he was.
So she started with baby steps. Talking about how wonderful it was to meet her grandson’s bodyguard, how Malleus must have grown to be a strong magician, how she wished she had stayed to know more about her grandson.
Actually, the breaking point between the tense atmosphere between the two was Malleus. Sebek opens up a little more as he continues to talk to Maleficent.
At the end of the night, they’ve only talked about Malleus, but Maleficent was content with that. After all, keeping up with what her grandson was doing was more than enough.
By the end of the night, the First Years enjoyed the special performance and their time with the Great Seven. Things went well especially when Yuu came to join during their break.
So when it was time to go, everyone had happily said their goodbyes as they were ready to return.
“Oh, before I forget...Yuu, I have almost completed the portals for the others so do expect one of us to pop in soon.” “Oh, ok!” “...THEY MIGHT VISIT US?!”
Everyone is low key excited to meet again though.
So, the first years go through the mirror and stay at Ramshackle, chatting away at their time at the House of Mouse.
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Yeah, this was a looonngg write, I’m actually going to do the rest of the TW cast in another post. I hope you enjoyed this one! :)
#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland imagine#twisted wonderland headcannons#twisted wonderland mc#ace trappola#deuce spade#epel felmier#sebek zigvolt#jack howl#house of mouse au#great seven#mickey mouse#Disney#queen of hearts#jafar#scar#ursula#maleficent#hades#the evil queen#first years#ask
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seijoh manager hcs
characters: aoba johsai x f!reader
warnings: a lot of simping and protectiveness, some swear words and grammar errors
a/n: based on this thought of mine :) i didn’t proofread it, i’ll probably do later.. ALSO THIS TURNED OUT RLY LONG so i made a cut to make it more dash-friendly
rbs are highly appreciated!!
-when you applied for being the volleyball team’s manager you thought it will be easy
-you thought you’ll have to make notes, fill up some bottles and done!
-but there was a reason behind why seijoh didn’t have a manager for the last 3 years oikawa i’m looking at you
-you understood this the first time you introduced yourself
-as soon as you finished talking oikawa began flirting with you which caused iwaizumi to punch him, makki and mattsun stared at you with their signature smirks, kyoutani was literally growling at you and you weren’t even sure that kunimi noticed your appearance
-the only normal person was watari, who shoot you an apologetic look and offered to tell their practice schedule
-you were shocked. they have practice everyday but monday??? then when do they study? oh baby bold of to you assume they even do
-after a few weeks you became close with everyone in the club (even kyoutani greeted you when you two met in the hallways!)
-you worked really hard and they appreciated it so much!!
-maybe a little too much because soon they all found themselves whipped for you
-makki and mattsun were the biggest simps among them
-they act all cool around you but as soon as you bid them goodbyes makki starts to punch mattsuns arm he’s feral and you can’t change my mind
-they often talk about you in breaks but of course nothing creepy!! just for example mattsukawa mentions how he likes your hair when it’s styled in a specific way
-as i said, around you they wouldn’t really do it because they don’t wanna make you uncomfortable
-instead they let you join there duo and now you’re not only two, but three pretty bestfriends
-they tease you 24/7, there’s no stopping for them
-but no matter how good friends you are, if you’d ever called either of them ‘bro’ they’d go full emo dramatic bitches
-oikawa is the exact opposite of them
-he’s not even trying to be subtle, he straight up flirts with you
-they’re usually compliments though like “y/n-chan~ you look really good in blue, y’know?”
-listen. you know how tamaki treats haruhi in ohshc? yes. oikawa is like that.
-he loves the fact that he’s your senpai!! it makes him want to protect you from everyone (especially from boys)
-he always voices it too! “y/n-chan i’m your senpai! you should trust me okay? i just try to protect the princess of our volleyball team!”
-oh god iwaizumi cringes so much when he hears this,,
-speaking of iwa!!
-he much more subtle about his admiration for you than the others, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t protective!! actually he’s probably the most protective of you
-he’s the one you pries off oikawa’s hands from your waist, the one who kicks mattsun’s and makki’s asses if they say something suggestive to you and the one who appears behind you whenever someone’s bothering you
-he often walks you home too because their practices can run pretty late
-now onto the first years!!
-kindaichi is really shy at first and he blushes everytime you smile at him
-but he’s tall af so if iwa is somehow not near you when someone is being rude, he just walks there and boom! problem solved, everything is fine
-kunimi didn’t pay much attention to you first but after a while, he grew comfortable around you
-he likes to chat with you at night and he always sends you goodnight texts
-please encourage him before games because sometimes he isn’t motivated enough to give his 100% but if you say a few words to him, you can bet he’s gonna do his best!!
-okay now let’s get more into the details of being their manager as a team!
-have seen them? they barely even need a coach because of their amazing teamwork and responsible captain
-your work is rather giving them emotional and mental support than physical one
-and someone always helps you even in the basic duties you need to do (for example filling up their bottles or setting up the net)
-mattsun actually likes to help because he gets to spend some time with you without makki
-it’s not that he wants you to himself though!! he just has to act rly swagly around him but when you two are alone he can get a little less teasing and softer??
-however these precious boys need a lot of emotional support
-every team member can get insecure pretty easily so make sure to reassure them!!
-if they win a game, they pay for your meal but if they loose, you pay for their food say goodbye to all your money, these mfs eat so much
-in conclusion they all appreciate the efforts you make to be a good manager for them and they return it by loving you <3
#haikyuu hcs#haikyuu headcanons#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu fluff#aoba josai x reader#haikyuu manager#oikawa hcs#oikawa headcanons#oikawa x reader#oikawa fluff#iwaizumi x reader#iwaizumi fluff#iwaizumi hcs#iwaizumi headcanons#matsukawa x reader#mattsun x reader#matsukawa headcanons#matsukawa hcs#matsukawa fluff#makki headcanons#makki hcs#makki x reader#makki fluff#hanamaki headcanons#hanamaki x reader#kunimi hcs#kunimi x reader#kyoutani headcanons#kyoutani x reader#kindaichi headcanons
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cozen.
a/n: just realized that the colors of my banners are different on laptop and phone and that pissed me off.
word count: 3.9k
genre: smut, nsfw
warnings: noncon/dubcon, exhibitionism, public sex, thigh riding, squirting, sexual assault, stalking, power abuse
pairing: aizawa x f!reader
summary: where aizawa deliberately takes on the roll as your guardian inside the train, but of course he has other plans.
the worst place to be during the rush hour would be inside a train.
aizawa never bothered to commute because he often walked to work and back home but for you, he was willing to make an exception.
you caught his attention during one of his evening patrols, walking alone in the big city with a short skirt that accentuated your curves and long legs. aizawa discovered the fact that you used the train to get to work daily and with the fact that you were always alone, he knew that you were always put in a vulnerable situation. so, he thought; why not keep an eye on you? maybe his job as a hero could give him a little advantage too.
like a child, he finds himself eager to get on the train. of course, he doesn’t really know which coach you would be standing in but his commute turns out to be so much worth it whenever he does end up standing in the same one as you.
in the morning, you would be there before he gets in and he’s the first one to step off the train in the evening. he assumes that you live somewhere closer to the end of the train’s final stop but he doesn’t know exactly where. so far, he has learned which station you use to wait for the train for your ride home from work.
and today seems to be one of those days where he is lucky enough to see you in the same coach, squeezed between a throng of people. aizawa always noticed the fed up and uncomfortable look on your face as you held on to the bar but it was because of no other than a pervert deliberately rubbing his front on your backside.
he’s sort of mad that you just let it happen, quietly accepting the assault being thrown at you. he can see how your face is contorted into anger and vexation as you try to nudge the man with your elbow and what he assumes as the man muttering half-assed apologies before he starts to blatantly repeat the same shit again.
you look around pleadingly for someone to intervene and your hands are balled into tight fists, ready to swing any moment but you hesitate because you’re afraid of being the one who will end up getting into trouble and especially since you don’t have any concrete evidence that you’re being harassed either.
for a moment, his gaze locks briefly with yours before you turn away, probably to seek for someone else to come to your aid. he knows that almost no heroes ride the train, since they either patrol on the streets or keep watch from up above but he is currently the outlier, and what kind of hero would he be if he just continues to turn a blind eye on this? maybe it’s time for him to steal the opportunity to play hero and finally get an excuse to talk to you after a long time of observing you from the sidelines.
aizawa slowly pushes the people aside to make his way over to your side and takes you by surprise by putting his hand on your shoulder.
“baby, why didn’t you pick up the phone?” he sighs and says a little too loudly so the creep behind you can hear. you look at him perplexingly but he just gives you a silent look that tells you to play along.
“u-uh.. i’m sorry. my phone is on silent.” you try to reply with the same tone. “but i’m glad you found me! thought i’ve lost you.”
the way you inch closer to him doesn’t go unnoticed, especially how your boob is literally pressing on his side. aizawa quickly glances to the man who still seems to be unbothered by the fake acting (not that he can tell) so he spins you around to face him instead.
good lord. maybe he shouldn’t have done that.
now aizawa can clearly see that your tits are squished against his chest through the unbuttoned top of your little white blouse. your gaze strays somewhere else, probably in embarrassment or maybe you don’t mind at all– he can’t tell nor can he think straight right now but he’s here for one purpose and he’s going to honor it.
“how’s work today?” he inquires, turning your head to him with his fingers so it would seem like you both are engaging in a natural conversation between lovers. he is able to see your tired eyes up close but they seem to carry the same soft look he’s so smitten with.
“hard.” he tenses up a little at the possibility of you noticing the erection in his pants but thank god they’re baggy or else the tent would be obvious. “i missed you.”
aizawa’s heart is bursting in his chest but he places on his mask of unfazed expression perfectly. he still has a role to play after all.
he leans down to whisper in your ear yet his eyes bore intimidatingly into the man’s, “i’m sorry to hear that, sweetheart. but i promised to take good care of you tonight, remember?”
perhaps that was a bit of an overstate, but hey, it works. now that the man has caught on, he immediately walks off the train as soon as it stops– not even bothering whether it's where he’s supposed to go or not as he tries to run away from the possibility of getting into trouble with another guy.
“you okay?” he steps back and takes a good look at you only to realize how you’re avoiding his gaze to hide your evidently flushed face. how cute. “you don’t look so good.”
“i-i’m fine.” you mutter. “thank you for saving me.”
“no problem. it’s a part of my job. i just happened to be here.” he points out in a blatant lie.
you look at him in surprise as if finally connecting the dots, “wait, are you a hero?”
“uh, i guess– yes, i am.”
it’s the first time you’ve ever seen a hero being vague about his profession– or maybe you just made him feel uncomfortable to admit that he’s one when you, a quirkless citizen should be acknowledging the heroes that are risking their lives to protect the country so they should at least deserve some recognition, him included.
“i’m sorry. i didn’t recognize you and i don’t really keep up with the heroes.” you laugh nervously, afraid of offending the male. though you can’t really tell what he thinks nor can you tell if he even cares from the look on his face but he only observes you silently before his lips turn to a lopsided smile.
he doesn’t take it to heart, of course, but he finds it endearing that you’re trying to make him feel better. aizawa is not one that likes to be in the limelight anyway, so he doesn’t blame you.
the number of people in the train gradually dissipates as the train stops station by station, leaving him and you together with some other few who have taken their seats to doze off. aizawa’s platform has long passed by but he decides to stay with you with intent to know where you actually live.
aizawa doesn’t speak much the whole ride, only answering your questions and listening to you as you talk about your life. he learns that you’re a fresh graduate who just started working in an office and saving up to buy a car so you don’t have to trouble yourself with train rides anymore. he doesn’t know why you entrust him with the fact that you live alone in your apartment, but he’s relieved that you do. maybe it’s easy to trust a hero. man or not.
but his filthy gaze lingers around your body once in a while– blood rushes to his cock when he sees the plush thighs that are exposed from your short skirt as you sit, the two buttons on your blouse that looks like they’re about to pop off from your breasts and the way your puffy lips jut out slightly when you stare out the window to watch the sun slowly disappears below the horizon to make way for the dark sky. the ride would’ve been peaceful if not for the uncomfortable throb inside his pants right now.
and soon enough, you stand up from your seat and grab your bag in preparation to step off from the agonizing ride.
“this is my stop. thank you again, eraser head. it’s nice meeting you!” you beam sweetly before you walk off the train and wave him goodbye as the doors slowly closes between the two of you.
aizawa can’t wait to see you again tomorrow– but now he needs a change of pace. since he doesn’t want to take risk of you finding out that he intentionally missed his platform, he chooses to only ride the train in the evening now.
with his height, aizawa is able to see you looking around as soon as you step into the train with exhaustion written all over your face. however, it’s instantly washed away with an exuberant look when you notice him staring at you from the other side. his heart swells with joy as he watches you push yourself through the crowd with your bag covering your chest protectively.
“found you, eraser!” you chirp as you stand in front of the male.
“oh? so you were looking for me?” he replies coyly, sinking lower into his scarf to keep his burning cheeks out of sight.
you nod eagerly and sigh, “i looked for you this morning too, but i guess you were on a different coach or something.”
“why? you wanted to use me so i’d protect you from perverts?”
“oops. busted.” you laugh.
if that’s the one thing that binds you and him, he doesn’t really mind. aizawa is pleased to know that you’re willing to be around him as much as he does. it then comes to a point where you both promise to be in the same coach in the evening.
it has been over a week since aizawa restrained his lecherous intentions. all of those days he has seen you don that short skirt that seems to hug your ass so well. every weekday evening he gets to glance down over your cleavage when you press yourself closely against him and when you’re not facing him? he can feel that ass just lightly brushing, teasing him when the train shakes and he knows he won’t be able to take it any longer.
what is he waiting for anyway? when this is all what he coveted in the first place? fuck playing the reliable hero.
aizawa doesn’t want to regard himself and the creeps inside the train as equals. he’s different. he’s a hero and because of that, he got you always wanting to stay close to him without him compelling. you’re so sweet to him, so trusting and you never give him the dirty look whenever he places his hand too low on your back.
more people are joining in from different stations so as usual, aizawa quickly pulls you into a corner nearby one of the doors which he knows won’t be opening for people to get in and get out. he only keeps guard by standing behind you as you take in the view of the same buildings and skyline.
“you have no idea how much i’m dying to own a car.” you sigh as you stare outside the glass window unheedingly and completely oblivious to your surroundings.
“yes. you’ve said that a million times.” he carefully inches closer (as much as he can anyway) and bravely takes a whiff of your shampoo that never fails to fill and rouse his senses.
“i’m sorry,” you titter. “you must’ve gotten bored of hearing it.”
“no, i like it.” he whispers audibly in your ear, just enough for both of you to hear.
“i’m gla–” you’re suddenly startled when you feel something hard prodding against your ass. you start to feel uneasy and try to shift away but a pair of hands brazenly grab your breasts, almost making you yelp in surprise.
“shh,” his hot breath fans over the shell of your ear, sending shivers down your spine. “don’t wanna make a scene.”
your heart instantly drops once you realize the person you trust most, a hero at that, is doing the very same thing he protected you from. you can see the vague reflection ahead– the way his hands are massaging your tits as he litters chaste kisses on the crook of your neck.
you attempt to pry his hands off of you, but he only grabs harder and pushes you closer to the front until your forehead presses against the cold glass.
“aizawa– stop.”
aizawa can hear panic lacing in your voice as you whimper but he simply brushes off your plea, too busy soothing his carnal needs by grinding his hard cock against your ass.
“no. you feel so good.” he nibbles your neck, sucking and biting the supple flesh to leave a bruising mark.
“p-people are gonna see.”
“that’d be really hot.” he hoists up your short skirt to prop his knees between your thighs before one of his hands guides your hip and compels you to grind your pussy against his own thigh.
your eyes lingers around the crowd in the train, in between looking for help and hoping that no one sees what he’s doing to you but everyone’s either immersed in their phones or napping and even when someone does notice you, they just turn away uncomfortably.
“looks like i’m the only hero in this train, kitten.” he says ironically as the hand from your hips snakes in front to rub circles on your clit. “feels good, does it?” he coos as you try to muffle your whines from escaping.
you’re clawing on his wrist in an attempt to make him stop, but the harder you try to, the harder he presses your mound and clit.
aizawa slips two fingers inside your panties, barely biting back a groan once he uncovers you wet beneath his fingers.
“what a surprise.” he chuckles, smearing his fingers with your slick before bringing it up to your mouth. “open up, kitten.”
you purse your lips in retaliation but he easily rubs his thumb on your hardened nipple, causing you to gasp and he quickly shoves his fingers inside your mouth. your tongue wraps around his fingers, sucking and tasting your own flavor as he observes you through the reflection.
“you like how it tastes?” he pulls out his fingers from your mouth with a lewd pop sound before tugging your panties to the side and sliding a digit swiftly inside your cunt. a surprised yelp manages to roll off your tongue from the intrusion but you quickly look down to hide your humiliation and away from the peculiar gazes of others inside the coach.
aizawa hushes you as he thrusts his fingers slowly, savoring the tightness of your walls while also attempting to keep down the squelching noises from your dripping cunt.
“it’s okay. most of them are going to step off soon, then you can be as loud as you want.” he murmurs, holding you close to his body while his other hand continuously rubs your nipple with his thumb to stimulate you even further until your world is reduced to his satisfying ministrations.
as time passes by, more and more people have left the train while a few sleepers still remain. aizawa already has two fingers pumping inside your sopping cunt and your slick is already trickling down your thighs as you try hard to hold in your whines.
“please– i can’t–” your legs have grown weaker and you can only find support by leaning back against his broad chest. your toes are curling inside your heels and your breath has come out shorter and deeper as he keeps on edging you until he thinks it’s safe to fuck you without the presence of other people seeing his unheroic actions.
“you wanna cum, pretty girl?” he finally picks up the pace, causing your body to squirm as you moan breathlessly.
“y-yes– please–”
“you’re really sucking me in.” he groans, dragging and curling his fingers against the spongy walls that makes your thighs tremble as you edge closer to an orgasm. “cum for me.”
your hands are clenching hard on his forearm and you feel the muscles in your stomach tightening with so much intensity. with his finger pressing down on your throbbing bud, you eventually come undone and you bite on his arm to stifle your screams.
“that’s it, princess. just what you need after a long day at work, huh?” he kisses your temple soothingly as you regain composure and struggle to fix your skirt, but he stops you from doing so.
“aizawa..?”
“i had a hard day at work too, you know.” he tugs your panties down to your ankles and picks it up. “i deserve something from you too, right? and i’m not talking about this.” you see him showing your panties through the glass before he shoves it inside his pocket.
aizawa wraps his scarf around your body and drags you to the middle of the coach. the fabric works as a bind around your wrists and ties onto the bar handle on top of your head to keep you restrained and exposed in front of a man that is sleeping in his seat.
“let’s hope he doesn’t wake up soon, hm?” he chuckles and takes his place behind you.
“you’re out of your–!”
you can barely contain your shriek when aizawa suddenly rips off the middle of your blouse that sends the buttons flying across from you and he quickly slips his hands underneath your bra to fondle your breasts.
“careful not to wake him up, princess.” he tweaks your pebbled nipples between his fingers to provoke the slightest sound from you but you press your lips firmly to conceal your mewls. “or else he’s gonna see me fucking your tight cunt.”
aizawa spits on his hand and smears his saliva with your slick, making you shudder from sensitivity before his fingers prod into your hole to give you a few pumps in preparation for his cock.
“i’ve been waiting for this for far too long.” he unzips his pants hastily to free his cock from its confinements and you gulp nervously when you see it in the reflection ahead– already throbbing and fully erected. aizawa lifts one of your legs up and rubs his shaft against your wet, puffy folds before lining his cock with your entrance.
you look down at the man anxiously, praying silently for him to not wake up (or maybe just never at all) to see you with your legs spread in front of his face for god knows how long it’ll be. you bite your lower lip hard when you feel aizawa’s cock sinking inside your cunt, stretching it as he pushes through your walls.
“shit. so fucking tight.” he growls in your ear as he sheathes his cock into you, pushing through your convulsing walls and until he has filled you to the brim. he starts to pound into you slowly and you bite back a moan when you feel the delicious drags of his veiny cock inside you.
his tongue traces the shell of your ear, licking all around the erogenous zone that has you shuddering and clenching down on him even more.
“mmph– you’re milking my cock so well, kitten.” he grunts, flicking your nipple with his free hand before toying with your clit.
“ah– he-he’s gonna wake up.” you pant, tugging your wrists for release as if the way it binds so securely doesn’t tell you enough that it would be impossible.
“then he’s gonna get one hell of a show.” he says nonchalantly before picking up his pace.
the squelching noises begin to fill the quiet air as aizawa continues to fuck you relentlessly. your slick is dripping down to his balls and your thighs, pooling underneath you and you can feel that you’re close to reaching another orgasm.
as your state has become more delirious, the man in front of you suddenly grunts in his sleep and a cold rush of fear instantly creeps down your spine. yet, aizawa doesn’t seem bothered when he remains to be balls deep inside you.
“i think you’re getting off on this, princess.” he says between breaths, rutting into you harder when he feels how hard you’re clamping around his cock.
“b-but– i’m gonna cum–” you whine, body squirming as you ground yourself to not cum.
your pussy is spread wide open in front of the man when aizawa easily lifts up your other leg. your heels have fallen under you and now you’re just practically hanging in mid air with his scarf and hands supporting your body. he angles deeper inside your cunny and your head throws back onto his shoulder when you feel the tip brushing against your cervix.
“then, cum.” it’s baffling how he manages to make it sound simple, not having a care in the world as if his reputation isn’t in the line right now. “look at me.”
you shyly turn your head to meet his heavy lidded eyes before he crashes his lips onto yours. you drown into his fervor kiss while the pressure continues to build in your lower stomach turns more intense and unbearable. at this point, you think it’s best to just swallow your humiliation.
“let it go.” he whispers against your lips and locks his gaze with your wavering eyes.
“f-fuck– cumming–!” you instantly draw in for a deep kiss to make him swallow your moans as you finally let yourself come undone. it feels oddly relieving in a sense that has your mind turned to mush, together with the feeling of an insurmountable high. the moment your eyes flutter open again, you realize that there are questionable droplets of water staining the glass window in front of you.
“you’re a little exhibitionist, aren’t you?” he mocks, yet proud and even more aroused that he managed to make you squirt in a public transport. “he might need to clean up.”
your eyes trail down to the man in front of you to see some amount of your own arousal trickling down on his poor face. you're so dazed with pleasure that you don’t even bother to care anymore and you just let aizawa fucks you through your high before his cock begins to twitch inside your pussy.
“be a good girl and take all my cum.” his pace soon falters and he holds you still before releasing a thick load inside your cunt. after he has emptied out, aizawa leans in the crook of your neck to catch his breath before removing his cock and putting you down gently.
“that was fucking good.” he sighs gratifyingly as he pulls his pants back up. aizawa unties your restraints and your legs wobble once they touch the ground, but he quickly catches you in his arms to keep you from falling to the floor. as if on cue, the train finally comes to a halt.
“oh, we’re here.” he picks up your shoes and bag before pulling you closer to him to stand in front of the automatic door. “do you need me to carry you or something?”
you look at him confusingly, then to the small map above your head; you’re at least two stops away from your station and three from his. “but this isn’t our stop.”
“well, this one has always been mine.”
duskamethyst © 2020 • do not modify, translate or repost anywhere.
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dream come true.
synopsis: when you fall in love, you fall in love deep. they become your world, while you became theirs. they’re your dream, and you are theirs. but all it takes is a change of heart to change the courses of your dreams, and maybe only one dream can come true.
pairing: Suna x reader
genre: angst
word count: 3k +
Part 2: but you were my dream, too
“And then Atsumu never saw it coming. So he was running from his fangirls right? He ran like he was running away from an apocalypse. As stupid as he is, he never saw it coming. He ran straight to the gym and when he opened the door, he triggered the trap. Dude, got the whole floor wet.” Suna laughed hard as he tells you about his day - well trying as he can barely get the words out.
You glance towards his direction and you just cannot believe that this man is your boyfriend - he looks so ethereal under the glow of the street lamps lighting your way home before the dusk completely envelops both of you. With his gym bag slung over his shoulder and his other hand warming yours, his head tilted back as he tried to catch his breath, this was another rare moment where Suna -your Suna Rintarou- is completely carefree, defenseless and well, just him. His piercing, slanted eyes which usually intimidates most people, are now closed. Even with his awkward hair style still damp from practice, and hunched-over posture, you still think of him as your Mr. Perfect.
You’ve been together since the start of your third year in high school, and honestly, this is so far your best year. Being friends with him and the twins since first year of highschool, you can’t help but to just fall for him. Despite his usually cold persona, he is always so sweet to you. He makes sure to walk you home everyday, since he always asks you to watch him at practice. It’s amazing really, how he can transform to this scary, intimidating middle blocker into an adorable fox always seeking for your affections. He loves it when you hand his towel, or maybe dry his hair with your gentle touches. You know he secretly loves how you cheer for him even in practice games. You also know to yourself that you would want to do these things for him even in the far future. Even if it would mean you would have to sacrifice your dreams to become Suna’s perfect wife, you know that you’re going to stay with him for the rest of your life. To become Suna’s number one fangirl is now your dream.
“Y/N?” Suna calls out, interrupting your thoughts. “Watch this. Ain’t he stupid?”He laughs again as he shows you the video clip of Atsumu being drenched with water, and his face flat on the floor. “Yeah, he is. He falls for it every time. Smart athlete on the court, but in reality, he’s pretty stupid. Kita-san and the other alumni must have had a hard time in handling you three. ” You laugh along at his story. “He misses Kita-san though, the dude cries when he remembers how Kita-san took care of him when he got sick.”
“Well, Tsumu can be a baby sometimes, that’s why we love him” He faintly slows down his pace as he asks, “Come to think of it Y/N, I’ve never seen you cry. I mean, I wouldn’t want to make you cry or anything, but even when we were still friends, you never cried.”
Pinching his side, you giggle “I cry too, dumbass. I’m human too.I don’t know though, I just don’t cry easily I guess.” You shrug. “What about you? I rarely see you in tears, too.” You tease as you poke your tongue out. He smirks as he looks over at you,”I don’t easily get affected by my emotions and honestly I don’t need too, sweetcheeks. There’s no reason too. I always win.” He lets out another hearty laugh, as you think. That’s true. No one can really beat and outwit Suna. Maybe only the french fry from Karasuno, but I guess no one can easily faze him.
Suna lets go of your hand as you both stopped in front of your house. He clasps your hands together with his one hand as he places the other on the top of your head, “I’ll see you tomorrow, yeah? Rest well, Miss I-don’t-easily-cry.” Placing a tender kiss on your forehead, you shut your eyes. This had been your routine with your boyfriend ever since you got together, but you would never wish for anything else to replace these moments.
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As you both graduated from Inarizaki, you decide to follow your dream - your Suna - and support him as he aspires to be a professional Volleyball player. You go to a University near where he is training so that it would be more convenient for him to fetch you. Life goes by quickly. Your boyfriend trains hard day and night and hones his skills and game sense. You study a business course to help you land a good job, a job that can still be pretty flexible to work with according to Suna’s. You rarely see your boyfriend nowadays, but no doubts cross your mind as you are assured that you were Suna’s one and only, his love of his life. Whenever you think otherwise, you try to remember these evidence of his love and assurance.
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You closed the door as you said your goodbyes to your mom. It pains you to see her get cheated on by your dad, but you couldn’t do anything about it. You sat on the couch and hugged your knees together. Forcing your eyes shut to keep you from crying and sharing her pain, but alas - your tears betrayed you as it streamed down your face.
How can the guy you loved for so many years, easily replace you?
Suna saw your broken state as he gave you a warm hug. He didn’t say anything, but you’re comforted by his silence and the small circles he rubbed on your back. You looked up at his eyes and cried, “It’s so scary, Rin. How one day you’re hopelessly in love with your best friend for so many years, but then they suddenly act like you are just trash - disposable, replaceable, and no longer wanted. They were so perfect in my eyes, you know? But why did he cheat on her? He just gave up in the middle of solving their problem. Why? I’m scared, Rin. Will that happen to us?”
Suna tilted your head to maintain the eye contact you had initiated. With his soft voice, he said “No matter what happens, I will never hurt you, leave you, and will never make you cry intentionally.” He wiped away your tears, then placed his hand on top of your head. Kissing your temple softly, he assured you. “I will never go away, no matter how rough it may become. Every single day for the rest of my life, I will be by your side.”
---
You both try to make your relationship work, spending all of your free time together. He is still the Suna you loved. Always affectionate to you alone, and always caring about you.
Things are going great to the both of you. You are now in your last months in university, and Suna gets scouted to play for the EJP Raijins, a V. League Division 1 team. You are so proud of your boyfriend. He is finally reaching his dreams, and your dream of seeing him so successful is also coming true. You understand how he puts more effort in his training, with him usually coming home to dim lights. But you try your hardest as his girlfriend to warm up the dinner you have prepared for him earlier. With only the kitchen lights lit, you always wait for your boyfriend to come home, to greet him with a kiss even if it is past 11pm. This is just the life of a professional athlete, and you, as his partner, should adopt this life too.
“Y/N baby, no need to wait for me. I’m not coming home tonight. Coach offered to let me sleep at his place since we’re just really fatigued from the hard training we had today.”
This slowly becomes a habit, and you are getting frustrated over the lack of attention you’ve been receiving. You understand this was his job, and he needs to work hard with the season coming up soon. But does he have to be away for almost every day of the week? You rarely get to see him now, with most encounters only at night. He’d usually go home at 1 am, and when you’re lucky, you get to feel your lover’s intimate touches again. But before dawn cracks up, he's out on his training again, and who knows when he’s coming home.
“Hey, Rinnie. I miss you so much babe, and I know you’ve been training really hard, but I’d like to spend some time with you.” You approached your boyfriend as you saw him packing his things up for training. “Maybe I could go by your gym and visit you! I could make some packed lunches for you and your teammates too, and maybe I can finally meet them.”
“I’ll try Y/N, I can’t say much now with our new training schedule.” He utters out rather coldly, while shoving his equipment down his gym bag.
“Ohhh okay. But are you able to come home early on Wednesday? Just for one night, pretty please? You’re rarely home these days and I--”
“Well, I just can’t laze around right? I’d have to work hard in order to feed the both of us. Can you stop being clingy, and act like a more understanding girlfriend. It’s getting pathetic how you’re acting like I’m not doing this for the both of us.” He zipped up his bag and slings it over his shoulder. He went up to your frozen state, and gave a light kiss to your temple. “Look, I don’t really want to fight. I’m sorry. But please be an understanding girlfriend for me, and stop being extra clingy.” He walked up to the door, and left - leaving you to blame yourself for being another burden to your partner. Although he said some hurtful things, he says he’s sorry right?
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You love routines, and it makes you feel your life has a structure it has to follow. But this new routine was not one you would wish to have, to be honest, you did not know when did your old routines fall out. Suna’s rarely home, if he used to go home once a week, now, he only goes home to pick some of his clothes, makes love to you if you ask him to, and leaves the next day. His texts are getting drier each day, even taking hours to reply to yours. You’re scared. Even his words don’t seem to assure you now, he feels so far away. He’s slipping through your fingers, and you know you need to do something to keep your relationship together.
“Rin love, can you go home tonight? I just really miss you terribly, and honestly, I’ve been craving your touch for so long. Come home tonight, love.” (Sent, 2:51 PM)
“Ok.” (Received, 4:30 PM)
You’re ecstatic. You’re finally going to spend time with your boyfriend after such a long time. You prepare his favorite dinner, and you choose to wear his favorite nightgown for you. As you hear his steps outside the apartment, you greet him with your sweetest smile.
“Hi, Rinnie. I’m glad you’re home” You give him a tight hug, as you offer to take his gym bag.
“Let’s get this over with, Y/N. Go now to the room, I’ll just wash up.” He mutters as he steps out of his shoes. You stand frozen, as you suppress the tears forming in your eyes. “I made dinner, Rinnie. Your favorite, actually. Come eat with me? ” You try to invite him again, holding his hands as you try to lead him to the kitchen.
“Ï’m a busy man, Y/N. What more can you ask from me? You said you wanted my touches and love, right? That’s why I’m here. I need to go back to the dorms immediately, and honestly I just want to have it over with.”
“Rin,” you called out. “Can you at least spare me some time and attention that you have been refusing to give me over these past months? All I’m asking is to spend time with you. I’m even trying my best to make time for you. Why are you like this?”
The eyes. The eyes you never had thought would frighten you as much as it did to the other players in the court, pins you down. Suna glares as he seethes through his teeth, “Make time for me? You don’t even have a job yet after graduating a few months ago. You stay here, enjoying your life as I worked hard to keep this up. You are demanding too much from me, Y/N. And now you are asking me for my share in this relationship? Well aren’t you one selfish woman.”
You cower away from his gaze, but you still try to express your frustrations. “I never asked for an expensive life. I just wished to be with you, Rin! To support you with your dreams.” You lift your head to meet his gaze. “I’ll always try to take care of you, Rin. You are my dream. Seeing you pursue yours, makes me feel as if I’m accomplishing my dream too. But all I’m asking is for you to still treat me as your favorite girl, your partner, and I can give back ten times more than what you can give me, just please give me the small attention and love I have been craving for.”
“Well, sorry to disappoint you Y/N, but you’re the least of my priorities now. And aren’t you pathetic? Sacrificing your dream to support mine? You’re just lazy to pursue yours, and you’re just leeching off of me. I’m so disappointed in you, Y/N. You’re getting more pathetic each day.”
“I wanted to go and look for a job, but how could I when I don't know how you are lately? How is our relationship lately? It’s like it’s hanging by the thread now, Rinnie.”
“Well, just cut the damn thread, then!” He forcefully slams the counter as his eyes snap backs to yours. “Ï can’t deal with this right now. If you keep on acting up Y/N, just stop. Have some pity over yourself.” Suna picks up his things, and leaves. Shutting the door as hard as he could, the loud bang conceals the sound of your shattered heart.
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Weeks go by slowly as you patiently wait for your boyfriend’s return. He wouldn’t leave me right? He promised .He promised.. Scrolling up to your text messages, you reviewed the texts you’ve sent him.
“Hey Rinnie, I’m sorry for the things I’ve said. I hope you’re taking care of yourself, babe.” (Sent. April 13, 8:53 AM.)
“Hey baby! Please don't skip your meals, and drink lots of water too! Drink your water, bitch!” (Sent. April 14, 10:14 AM.) You slightly smiled as you reminisced how both of you loved to tell that to each other after hearing it from a famous personality, finding it amusing and adding it to your routine.
“Call me whenever your free, okay? Don’t forget to rest in between, Rinnie. I miss you.” (Sent. April 14, 8:42 PM.)
The text messages go on for two weeks, still with no replies from your Rinnie. As you are cleaning the apartment, you hear the awaited notification tone ring. You immediately grabbed your phone and checked out the notification. But it was not from Rin, it was from your friend from university calling you up.
“Hey, Y/N-san. Congratulations to Suna and his team for winning the pre-seasonal tournament. It’s all over the news right now.” Akaashi exclaimed over the phone. Your heart leaps upon hearing your boyfriend’s name. Rushing over to see the news for yourself, your heart flutters as you see your perfect man - in his wet jersey while holding the medal wrapped around his neck as the reporter angled the microphone in front of him. Your perfect man responds casually and smug, as usual.
I’m so proud of you baby. Always had, and always will. I knew you could do it, Rin.
But your thoughts are interrupted as the reporter asks, “Is there any special someone you would want to celebrate this victory with, Mr. Suna?”
Suna looks over at the camera and he smiles bright. Brighter than the ones you’ve seen when you were with him during these past months. “Yeah, actually I do.” He replies as he smiles back at the reporter. “She’s just the best and I’ve been training really hard for her, you know? Gotta make my baby proud.”
The spark of hope ignites within your heart upon hearing those words. Even when doubts clouded your mind, you still never fail to have faith in him. You always believe that everything will be perfectly fine, and your Rin will always stay by your side. He said he’ll never go away, and you know that you’re here to stay. “I will never go away, no matter how rough it may become. Every single day for the rest of my life, I will be by your side.”
But what you see next finally wakes you up from your own self-deception. Suna Rintarou. Your Rin. Has his arms around another girl as he smiles back again to the reporter. “She’s the girl I’m talking about.” As if it wasn’t enough, Suna placed his hand on top of her head and placed a tender kiss on her temple.
I’m supposed to be that girl, that should have been me. I should be the one greeting you back from your training. I should be the one with you as you receive your recognition. That should be me. That used to be me.
Even though it hurts, you stare at the couple in front of you and see how Rin was just casually cool and okay, as though he wasn’t the cause of your heart breaking.
All this time. While you have been fixing your own shattered heart, someone else is mending his - no, there was nothing to fix as it has been replaced. It’s so unfair, how can you be so fine? All the fights we’ve gone through, I even deceived myself that I was being a burden to you. Convincing myself to no longer bother you as it may faze you and your performance, too. It takes so much for me to just go through the day, and live for you, for us. But I guess you’re my dream, right? You win again, Rin. You always did.
Dreams do come true, they said. But it seems only your dream came true. And it’s wonderful to see you reaching your dreams, love. Even if it meant that my dream won’t come true.
A/N: HNGHHH, I am sorry for Y/N becoming so heads over heels over him, which is why she’s hurting so much!! But reality’s a bitch, there really are people who be martyrs for love :< Would love to hear you thoughts uwu reblogs, likes, comments, asks and messages are very much appreciated! There will be a part 2!! Will try to post within this week, after doing my requirements T.T .
Message me or send an ask if you want to be tagged for the update! <3
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Troubled - Bakugou Katsuki
Bakugou x f!reader
Warnings: Cursing, Fluff, Kinda Angst(?), Storyline
Summary: Even though the two have been dating for about 2 years, Bakugou never knew about Y/N’s troubling life. With Y/N being lost and needing to find herself again, here’s how he finds out.
BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST
Bakugou and you were so happy. The relationship was incredible. He loved you and you loved him. You were both so loyal to one another, so protective, so honest...sorta. That’s where you faltered a bit. You see, you had a secret.
In the 2 years that you have been together, it was obvious that you’ve already met Bakugou’s parents. However, he never met yours. You told him “they’re really strict. I doubt they want me to be dating so I don’t think it’s best for you to meet them just yet. Don’t worry, they’re awesome! Just overprotective.”
And like the good, loving, trusting boyfriend he is, he believed you! He so badly wanted to change your parents’ minds but he’ll meet them whenever you’re comfortable. He can wait. But it sucks that he could never go over even when there were times where it would just be you and him. Apparently your parents “didn’t allow anyone over while they were away.” Whatever, fair. He still loved you regardless. And besides, you always went over to his house anyway! So everything was fine.
You fed him these lies and kept the truth away from him. In reality, you did have parents. Divorced parents. A loving mother who is sadly always working from early mornings to late nights and a runaway father who eventually got a new family with new kids.
Your father left you. He left you and your mother when you were just 5 years old and you never told anyone. This caused you to be so..angry..and confused..and hurt. Your busy mother was never around to help you cope and so you resorted into actions. You took on this rebellious bad girl persona. Yes you were in the hero course, but you put up a front that displayed you as the rotten apple among the group. You were still lovable and very friendly (a little teasing but still) and people loved you. What they didn’t love was when you went over the top with your bad girl image and even Katsuki got a little peeved at it from time to time.
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“Your homework assignment: Create a visual or report on the history of Japan’s hero industry. Japan has had a lot of unfair rules when it came to heroes and so it’s your turn to speak on them, who rebelled against them, and tell us something you rebel against. I expect it to be done next week. Don’t forget it...understand L/N?” Aizawa said as he stared you down.
You sat with your legs crossed with your chin in your hand as you blew a strand of hair out of your face. “Yeah, we’ll see how well that goes.” You sarcastically said with a nose scrunch and devious smile.
The bell rang and students began to leave the classroom. You caught up with your boyfriend, Katsuki, who waited for you at the door. You pecked his cheek before you both began walking to the dorms.
“Hey, dumbass,” He called for you.
“Yeah Suki?”
“You are gonna do the assignment right?” He questioned. You chuckled a bit as you looked at him.
“Suki, c’mon. We both know that’ll never happen.” You said with a laugh but Bakugou just looked at you with a concerned face.
“And why not? You know you can do it and you choose not to. For what? You act like they won’t kick you out of UA.” He reminded you.
“Because they won’t. It’s just homework and I make up for it by excelling at everything else,” you said proudly but he wouldn’t budge.
“Okay but first it was skipping class, then it was skipping school, now it’s dropping class and home work. When are you gonna get off this bad streak?” He asked. You felt a little hurt due to the misunderstanding. He truly didn’t understand but that wasn’t his fault. You didn’t say anything so you have no one to blame but yourself.
“Never!” You laughed, “I’ll be fine Katsuki. Besides, you like my bad side. It makes us balanced. You’re the rowdy and rude hidden Angel and I’m the sweet and pretty devil.”
“Heh, so I’m not pretty?” He jokingly asked. You faced him and wrapped your arms around his neck.
“You’re the prettiest,” you joked with him. You both giggled a bit before sharing a sweet kiss for a moment. You both separated and you began to walk hand in hand as you led the way.
“But seriously babe, be cautious. Okay? S’all im asking for. And at least try to do your homework. There’s no reason for you to be acting up like this.” He said but his words stung a bit. He..really...didn’t understand....at all. Your eyes went wide but you minimized them before turning to face him. You grew slightly silent as you stopped walking for a bit and he looked at you with a concerned yet serious face.
“....Um...yeah. Sure. And you’re right Suki. There’s uh.....no reason for this.”
—
After Katsuki walked you home, he kissed you goodbye for now before you walked into your very empty home. You sighed at the quiet and walked to the kitchen to find another note and your dinner placed in tupperware.
‘Hi baby. I’m sorry I’m not home again. I’ll be back later tonight. I have your dinner all set, just heat it up before dining.
Love you, -Mom’
Great. Another empty house for the umpteenth time in a row. You appreciated everything your mom did for the two of you. I mean, she is working 3 jobs to pay for the house and your school. Not to mention, put food on the table. But sometimes you couldn’t help but hate her for being gone so much. You missed her.
You took a shower and changed into some sleeping clothes. You brought your school bag with you to the kitchen and placed it on the seat before heating up your dinner. While waiting, you pulled out your homework.
Listen, it’s not that you didn’t want to do the homework. It’s more so that you couldn’t. You weren’t the smartest student and a lot of the time, you’d need help with the work. In class, it was easier because you had Katsuki but recently he’s been a little busier so you didn’t wanna be a bother. You didn’t wanna ask anyone else and so you resulted into helping yourself in some way. People always told you to confine in the help of your parents but one of them was gone and the other was always busy. There’s no one that could help.
You read the itinerary and came to the conclusion that it was just too hard for you to understand on your own. It would have to be another failed assignment but whatever. It was just one of many. You ate dinner, put away your work and bags and opted to sleep. Just drift away into dreamland where things were better. Where your dad was still a part of your family. Where your mom didn’t struggle in bringing home cash. Where you were a better student and person who did her work.
—
A Week Later
“So did your little brat ass even write down a sentence?” Your boyfriend teasingly asked.
“What do you think Suki?” You said with a smirk as you faced him from your desk. His eyes went wide as he stilled in his seat next to you.
“...Did you even try?” He asked, worried for your academic career and you. He tried encouraging you all week and you didn’t do anything?
“Relax babe. I opted for a visual,” you said with closed eyes and a smile. He smiled too, proud of you for getting it done.
“You actually did it? Nice work princess,” he said and leaned over to peck your cheek but you only giggled as you clarified.
“Well, more or less.” You said as you stated ahead with a smirk.
“More or less? The hell does that mean Y/-“ he was cut off by the sound of the door opening and their teacher walking in. Aizawa had walked up to the podium and began role-call. Eventually, he made it to the topic of homework and his attention was immediately focused towards you.
“L/N!” Aizawa called out in a non-aggressive or angry way. More like his form of enthusiasm.
“Yes sir?” You replied back with actual enthusiasm.
“Time to present your homework.”
“Can’t do that sir.”
“Why not?”
“Didn’t do my homework sir.”
“Why not?”
“That’s what I’m rebelling against sir.”
You smiled with a very devious demeanor and Aizawa sighed again before he continued. “Did you at least do anything for the assignment?”
“Sort of. But I’m gonna need a certain someone else to go first. Iida, I’m talking about you,” you said turning to face the very robotic and precise young man.
“I’d be glad to present first!” He said and quickly left to the hallway to bring in his visual. Now, the reason why you called on Iida first was because you knew he’d be the only one to actually do a visual and he went above and beyond. Aka, he used sparklers to give it a “wow factor” for creativity points. You would know. You had watched him do his work to see what you can rip off of him but oh well. A new plan already came into mind and so here we are!
Iida walked in with his visual to stand at the front of the doorway and yes, the sparklers were lit! You smiled at the sight and only allowed him to get a sentence out before you interrupted.
“Perfect! Thank you Iida!” You said as you got up. “But now I’m gonna need to show my assignment. You just stay right there.”
“Y/N..” Bakugou quietly called out as he watched you walk around to every student.
“Now, I’m gonna need a piece of everyone’s assignment. So I’ll take this,” you said and took Denki’s paper off his desk and went for everyone else’s as well. You lastly took Bakugou’s before walking over to Iida and taking a sparkler.
“So! For my assignment based on a rebellion, I chose to ignore the whole history part and decided to show you what’s gonna be happening in the now. This is my rebellion. Homework! Why all the homework, Aizawa?” You asked as you walked back to your desk. You kept talking as you kept walking. “We wake up at early hours, go to school, then go to hero school/training and head home with more work to do aka homework. As students, we never get to take control of what we want to do because we’re so preoccupied with school, school, school.”
“L/N...” Aizawa warned as he watched you stand on your desk.
“My rebellion? No homework, more freedom.” You said and began to bring the spark close to all the paper assignments but Aizawa snatched them out of your hand before you and the chance to start a fire.
“Al-Alright! That’s enough L/N!” He warned but you stood firm as you raised the sparkler to the roof.
“No homework, more freedom! No homework, more-“ You were cut off by the sprinklers being activated due to the spark being so close. Students ran out the room to avoid the water but Bakugou stayed with you along with Aizawa as the three of you became soaked.
10 minutes later
You and Katsuki waited outside the room together waiting for Aizawa to return to most likely scold and reprimand you. You were both drenched in water as you looked towards the ground and Katsuki grinded his teeth together. While waiting, it was clear your own boyfriend had been pissed with your actions and surprisingly, he decided to scold you as well.
“What the hell was that all about Y/N!?” Bakugou shouted as he stepped infront of you staring you down. You looked up at your boyfriend in shock. You’ve known each other ever since Junior High and not once has he ever been truly angry with you and your rebellious side. So this shouting was a shock to you.
“What? I did the assignment. I showed what I rebelled against-“
“Y/N quite acting like a dumbass! You know what I mean!” He shouted again. “You’re smart! I know you are! You have intelligence and yet you refuse to do anything useful with it! You get yourself into so much damn trouble and I’ve been trying my fucking best to lead you away from that shit but nothing seems to work! I want you to be yourself and I love you with my everything but this bad girl image isn’t you! Do you even realize how fucking disrespectful and wild you get sometimes?! It’s getting out of hand!”
You bit your lip as you looked to the floor once more. A silence over came the two of you.
“I’m sorry..” you softly said while looking up at him before the silence had a chance to grow alarmingly loud.
“I am too! Because you go too fucking far!” He said with stern eyes and a booming voice. You felt tears reach your eyes and you tried to blink them away as you looked at him and spoke again.
“....I have no one at home who helps me with my homework...” you said brokenly. Bakugou looked at you with a confused and kind of worried face as another silence grew. You said nothing and did nothing as you walked away from him, not even bothering to wait for Aizawa anymore and just went home.
—
Bakugou constantly tried to reach out to you. He called you always, spammed you with texts, left voicemail after voice and nothing. After that day, you stopped going to school. Bakugou occasionally tried going to your house to knock on the door, but it wasn’t too often due to him still believing your “strict parents” story. And either way, you never opened the door.
On the inside of your home, you were in your room. You ignored all of Bakugou’s attempts to contact you. You couldn’t be around him right now. You couldn’t be around anyone right now. You didn’t even wanna be around anyone at home but I guess that was the usual already. Your mom was too focused on working to notice her sad child but luckily she was also too busy to notice the constant phone calls from the school trying to inform her of her child’s absences. She always had a meal prepped for you when you “returned home from school,” and so that would be your meal. Including anything else you guys had laying around in the kitchen.
Days past by and most of the time, you were in your room staring down at the homework itinerary. You constantly thought about Bakugou’s words.
“You’re smart! ...... This bad girl image isn’t you!”
Was he right? You had no idea. Your dad left when you were five and it blindsided you. You’ve been lost and in the dark for 11 years. Was this bad girl who you were? Were you smart? Did you even know who you really were? You would constantly stare at yourself in the mirror trying to figure out and recognize who the girl in front of you was but you never figured it out. You thought you did but maybe you were wrong.
You spent a lot of time on your phone, specifically through the photo album on it that was filled with pictures of you and Katsuki. It made you smile looking at all the memories. You smiled at the fact that you were blessed with him. He brings out a better you...the best you....the real you. All the times you were with him were all genuine. It was the real you. And you had finally realized that. But you couldn’t be sure.
The bad girl you was still a part of who you were for over a decade of your life. Maybe that was who you were now. And there was only one way you could find out.
—
It’s been a week and you still weren’t in school. The day ended and Bakugou still waited and waited for you. He never stopped trying to reach out to you. He never stopped because he loved you but now, he also had questions.
‘What did you mean when you said you had nobody at home to help you?’ He thought to himself. The end of the day bell rang and Bakugou, too lost in his mind, didn’t realize all the students leaving. He didn’t even realize Mr. Aizawa walking up to him.
“Bakugou..” he began.
“Tch...the hell do you want?” He said while still staring down at his desk. Aizawa stared down at the sad blonde, slightly in shocked. He had never seen his loud, angry, prideful student this way.
“How’s L/N doing?” He asked.
“Like I would know. She hasn’t spoken to me in days.” Bakugou easily confessed. He honestly didn’t care how he looked. He’s been bottling up everything and needed to talk to someone. He was a little glad it was just his teacher and not one of his peers who he thought would just tease him for the weakness he was displaying.
“Well try to keep an eye on her.” he said and Bakugou looked up at him in confusion. “L/N may put up a tough front, but she’s human. She can only take so much before she explodes like a volcano. Knowing her, it can go 2 ways. She either breaks down in tears and gets everything off her chest or most likely, she’ll follow her rebellious behavior and utterly screw up. Who knows what trouble she could get herself into.”
Bakugou’s eyes shot open at the thought of you committing such terrible things. Aizawa walked back to his yellow sleeping bag once he realized Bakugou got the message.
“However, I will say this,” he said and got into his bag. “She’s very lucky to have you as her light in the dark. Make sure you continue to be her light until she’s completely away from the shadows.”
Bakugou nodded his head in silence as he stood up and went home. Tomorrow, he was going to get to the bottom of this. He won’t let his little volcano blow.
—
The blonde had gotten ready and planned to head over to your house to talk to you. Not try to. He will speak to you and he will help you. As he walked into the gates of UA he was shocked to see a pretty face waiting for him at the entrance.
“Hey Suki!” You said with a smile as you walked to him and wrapped your arms around his neck.
“Y/N...” Bakugou gasped out quietly. Once he felt your embrace around his neck he was quick to wrap his arms around your waist and hold you tight. He buried his face in the crook of your neck and melted into the scent of you. He held you so close you were kind of losing oxygen.
“Umm..Suki. Can’t breath!” You said jokingly. Bakugou was quick to let go but still keep a loose hold on you.
“Sorry! Sorry- I just- I-“
“Hey, don’t worry. I’m glad you missed me,” you said with a wink and Bakugou smiled. He truly did miss you. “But right now, we should get to class.”
Bakugou was shocked you were choosing to go to class but he nodded with a soft smile and followed your lead nonetheless. You walked into the classroom and took your seat after making eye contact with Aizawa. When you were seated, Aizawa looked at Bakugou and gave a signal of an explosion with his hands and mouth. Bakugou got the idea.
At any time, this might be the buildup to Y/N’s explosion.
Bakugou took his seat and was quick to talk to you. “Baby? You’re not gonna....burst or something right? Everything is fine? Yeah?”
“Uhh, kinda? I mean, I’m pretty secure. I just wanna find myself after all the years of being so lost. .....I’m sure that soon I’ll get those answers.” You calmly said.
“What do you mean?” Bakugou said. He knew it. You were gonna explode. And he also realized he needed answers too. What the hell was going on with you and why didn’t he know?
“Don’t worry love!” You cheerfully said as Aizawa began class. Time went by and class continued. Bakugou was constantly looking your way to check for any signs of agitation. Suddenly, the fire alarm rang and students jumped at the loud sound. Some began walking out as Bakugou sighed in relief.
“Oh thank god! You exploded,” he sighed with his head back and hand on his chest.
“What do you mean?” You questioned.
“You. You exploded. This is you getting all the frustrations off your chest,” he stood up and addressed everyone. “It’s fine idiots. This is just Y/N being a little delinquent,”
“Your blood pumping?” You calmly asked.
“Yup,” Bakugou said with a satisfied smile.
“Good, I didn’t do it,” you calmly said to Bakugou but he continued.
“Yes you did! Im assuming she started a fire but it’s fine. S’not a villain or something so don’t sweat it.” He said aloud. “Go ahead and get out of here Morons, I’ll make sure she’s in check.”
“I-...I didn’t do it,” you still calmly said but this time to reassure the class as Bakugou grabbed your wrist.
“Yes you did, and it’s fine! Because this is how you get all the bad out so now you can’t do anymore bad for 3,000 years.” He said happily but you still looked at him with a bored stare when out of nowhere, the alarm stopped and Principle Nezu came onto the loud speaker.
“Sorry students. False alarm. No need to worry, please proceed with your studies.” The students sighed in relief and Bakugou’s smile dropped as he finally realized this wasn’t you going boom.
“You didn’t do this? You aren’t a volcano?” He asked.
“No explody,” you said in a sing-song voice as you shook your head.
“You need a nap?” He asked. Maybe instead of exploding, you could just sleep off the issues.
“Wide awakey,” you replied.
“..You’re gonna burst and destroy the whole village, aren’t ya?” He sadly and metaphorically asked. You nodded your head as you replied.
“......And the neighboring towns.”
Bakugou just groaned and dropped your wrist as he sat back down with an annoyed face. You giggled as you took your seat too.
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The bell that signaled the end of the day rang and you were quick on your feet as you skidded to Bakugou and pecked his cheek. He looked up at you with a soft smile, poked his lips out a little, and pointed at his lips for an actual kiss (which you gladly gave.)
“What’s the rush dumbass?” He asked.
“I’ve got somewhere to be. Don’t worry though, I’ll be fine!” You reassured him.
“..Alright I guess? You still coming over later for dinner with the old hags or...?”
“I’ll be there Suki!” You said and his nerves settled a bit. He kissed you on your cheek and nodded before he allowed you to leave the room and head off to wherever. As he watched you go, he couldn’t stop the uncomfortable stress he felt in his chest.
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A few hours had passed since Bakugou’s last seen you. After school he went straight to the gym before dinner. While working out, his mind couldn’t help but wonder what you were up to. What was so important that it had you rushing around like that?
While Katsuki sat at the gym questioning your whereabouts, you were walking to the park with a book bag. You walked into the closed park. It was beautiful. The calming winds, the soft grass, the shining moon, and the beautiful gardens that held happy statues. Too bad you were here to find out who you were.
You placed the bag down on a bench and pulled out your tools. A brick, a hammer, spray cans, and matches. You looked at the instruments you brought and sighed at your actions. Were you really going to demolish a beautiful place just to discover yourself? Was this bad girl image really worth it? You hesitated before you went in to pick up the hammer but before you could, a familiar voice spoke up.
“Well look what we have here. Miss Y/N L/N, the rebel herself.” You turned around to see a few old friends. Haruki Gen, the professional gambler and money hussler and Izumi Tobio, the ruthless fighter. These two were your old friends. People you used to get into a whole lotta trouble with. You three were a delinquent trio that were all about no rules and no restraints. You completely forgot this was the usual hang where you three would just relax after a hard day of mean pranks, harmless stealing, and bullying.
“Haruki. Izumi. S’been awhile,” you said with a nonchalant smile.
“Of course it has. You left us after you got with that blondie boy-wonder.” Haruki teased. You chuckled but were offended as they picked at your boyfriend.
“His name is Katsuki.” You said with your hands in your back pockets.
“Whatever,” Izumi interrupted. “It’s a little dark out here. It gets scary when it gets dark around here.”
“Oh, I appreciate the warning.” You softly said with rudeness laced into the message.
“So where’s boy wonder?” Haruki asked.
“Katsuki.”
“Boy wonder. We see you got a brick and hammer here. Boy wonder isn’t gonna stop you?”
“Once again, Katsuki.” You warned.
“Yeah yeah. You gonna tell us what you’re doing here with those things. Whatcha’ gonna do? Build a house?” She teased.
“She’s Y/N L/N. She’s gonna burn the place down,” Izumi said as she wrapped an arm around your shoulder.
“Nah,” Haruki Said. “She’s changed. She’s gone soft. Just like boy wonder.”
“Okay, I’m gonna need you to start calling him Katsuki.” You warned.
“You’re soft like Katsuki. Better?” Izumi said softly into the side of your face.
“I’m not soft.” You said but Izumi disagreed.
“Yeaaahhhh you are. You’ve gone soft. But that’s okay. ‘Cuz we can fix that. And you know how we fix things? With a hammer.” She said and looked to Haruki. You both watched as Haruki went to pick up the hammer you brought and walk back to her spot next to you. “We could do a loootttt of damage with this equipment. Is that what you came here for? To see what you’re still capable of?”
“....Yeah....yeah I came to see what I’m still capable of.” You replied with a quiet but dark voice.
“Really?” Izumi said. “Because I’d love to have you back here doing damage with us.”
“Mhm!” Haruki agreed. “Now...watch and remember that this is what we do with a hammer.” She said before she bashed the head clean off the neck of a statue that oddly resembled your own boyfriend. You slightly flinched at the sound and sight of destruction while Izumi walked to Haruki.
“Okay slugger, let’s give someone else a chance,” she said and took the hammer from Haruki before placing it in your hands. “Show us what you got....softie.”
You took the hammer and once again hesitated before you raised the tool in the air to smash the statue. You freezed midway before you could finish the job. The statue really did remind you of Katsuki and you didn’t know if you had it in you to destroy anything reminding you of him. You paused for awhile and Izumi sighed as she took the hammer out of your hand.
“You’re soft L/N. I know it. You know it.”
“You’re not one of us anymore.” Haruki said.
“Exactly. You’re too soft to be one of us.” Izumi pushed you a bit, causing you to stumble forward slightly. “You chose the wrong group of friends. Chose the wrong person to associate with....you chose him. And he made you weak. So why don’t you just admit he made you weak and go home-“
“No. Because I’m not week.” You said as you faced them.
“Oh yeah? Prove it.” Haruki said as she walked towards you and you to her. “Take this hammer from me and prove it. Or else I’m gonna bust up Mr. Perfect right in front of you. ‘Cuz I don’t see anyone here who can stop me.” She said as she motioned towards the statue. She went in to bash it once more and you were quick to grab her arm and snatch the hammer out of her hand.
“Yeah there is,” you said and walked to the bench and picked up the hard piece of rock. “‘Cuz I’ve got the brick, and I’ve got the hammer.”
The two girls smirked at you and Izumi spoke up once more. “Good for you L/N. You know what you’re gonna do with those?”
You sighed through your nose before taking your arm and wrapping it around Izumi very casually, but brought her below your level and whispered in her ear but remained loud enough for Haruki to hear. “I know exactly what I’m gonna do with those.....I know exactly who I am.”
You pushed Izumi off of you and watched her backup to Haruki. They both looked at you in shock and slight fear as you held the weapons that you were capable of harming them with. You stared them down as they watched you with caution.
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Hinata L/N. Your mother. She returned home at a surprisingly early hour of the night after finishing her final shift. She was exhausted and completely overworked, but knowing she made some money to support her and her daughter made her smile. She was glad she got to come home and spend some time with her daughter but when she called out your name, only silence filled the air.
She walked to the kitchen but stopped in shock to find the dinner she left for you completely untouched. It remained on the island with the Saran Wrap still covering it. Worried, she went up to her daughters room only to open it and see no one. Hinata’s eyes went wide in shock. Where was her baby girl? She ran to the closet in hopes of you being there, went to the bathroom to find it empty, and even went to the backyard to no avail. The entire time she screamed your name with tears filling her eyes. In a panic, she called a close friend of hers, telling her that she was on her way for a quick visit. It may have been years since they’ve spoken, but the bond was still there and help and comfort was all she needed right now.
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Bakugou had finished his time at the gym, took a quick shower there, and made it home. When he walked through the front door, he didn’t expect to find his worried parents consulting a sad woman.
“The hell happened?” The young blonde questioned. The adults in the room took notice of the boy as he walked into the living room and Mitsuki was the first to speak up.
“Katsuki, this is my old friend Hinata. She’s come here for help.” Mitsuki quickly explained. Usually, she’d check her son for his abrasive language but let it slide as she wanted to out her full attention of her dear friend.
“That still doesn’t explain what happened, ya old hag.” Bakugou said placing his bag down and taking a seat. He was a hero trainee and it was in him to help those in need. Granted, he was kinda peeved at not seeing his girlfriend for a few hours and helping out some random, sappy, sad stranger wasn’t really intriguing but a hero’s gotta do what a hero’s gotta do.
“My daughter, Y/N, had gone missing.” Hinata explained. She was worried, yes, but she had always allowed Y/N to wander the city so in the back of her mind she hoped her daughter was just extending the time of her little stroll or whatever she was doing.
“Y/N?” Bakugou whispered to himself.
“Katsuki, you idiot! Your girlfriend!” Mitsuki shouted at the boy. Bakugou’s eyes popped open as he stood from his seat in a rush. He felt his heart about to blow in fear of something bad happening to his Y/N.
“WHAT?! Where the hell did she go?!” Bakugou screamed in fear with a worried look. Before any adults could answer a cop walked through the open door.
“I can answer that.” Officer Haru said. The four of them all looked towards the door to see the officer at the door way. They watched as the officer faced the door and tilted his head inwards. In came another officer that dragged along Y/N. The officer kept Y/N’s arm behind her back as she stumbled forward the slightest bit.
“Baby girl, what happened?” Hinata said as she got up in concern. You remained silent as you allowed officer Haru to speak.
“I’ll tell you what happen. Musutafu code 459 and 623.” He said.
“Vandalism? And Physical Assualt?” Masaru said concerned.
“What?!” Mitsuki said in shocked.
“What?” Hinata said in follow.
“Y/N...what the hell did you do?” Bakugou said in concern as he faced you. Your boyfriend kept his worried but stern gaze on you but that was because Bakugou was shocked. He knew you would explode but committing crimes and assault? Not to mention getting arrested? That’s not what he expected at all.
“You...” you began as you slanted your sight to your Pomeranian of a boyfriend. “You did this to me! Lock me up and put me in jail for the rest of my life and don’t allow visitors or else he’ll show up and bring me my stupid homework!” You said as you walked towards him but the officer held his hand out infront of you to keep you from getting any closer.
“Well first of all, I’d be helping your dumbass!” Bakugou said in reply. The officer took a look at Bakugou and spoke again.
“You’re the kid who’s head she put back on,” Haru said as he pointed towards Katsuki.
“What?” The blonde boy said.
“He’s my boyfriend and he ruined me!” You said still being held back by officer Haru’s arm.
“She’s my girlfriend and I love her,” Bakugou said with a stern voice and his hands in his pockets as he glared you down. “Look, Y/N. Just tell me what you did.”
“She assaulted two teenage girls and did a number on a public park. My park. I watch that park every day and it has never met harm not once until she came along.
“I’m sorry...” you softly said. A quick silence filled the room before Haru spoke once more.
“You all care about this girl?”
“We do.” Mitsuki said with 100% sureness.
“Then let’s all take a field trip down to my park so I can show you all just what she did. Let’s go.” Haru said and guided everyone out the door. Katsuki tried to grab your arm to get an explanation on his own but you shook your head, took his hand, and guided him as well.
After a short walk, you all made it to the park. All of you had walked through the gates to find the concrete area had been completely altered. The walls were painted in beautiful colors with inspiring murals, covering them in words of hope. Extremely precise and intricate chalk designs were covering the ground and the once broken statue had been fixed completely. You all looked around in awe. You walked towards the statues and Bakugou followed you.
“.....I had a brick in my hand.”
“Why?” Bakugou asked with a soft voice. You looked up to him with an equally soft expression as you spoke quietly.
“..because somebody went after you..I know you can defend yourself Suki but..still.”
“Who Y/N?” Mitsuki asked with worry. You took a breath before continuing as you opened up about your past a bit.
“..These two girls I used to know. These two troubled girls I used to know. I could’ve been them..I was one of them. And Suki, even today I would’ve been one of them.” You said but you made eye contact and broke into the smallest smile as you stared into his ruby eyes. “But I’m not. ‘Cuz they think a hammer and a brick makes you strong and as much as I wanted to throw a brick through a window..I knew it would’ve made me weak. I’m strong. And I know it’s because there’s something inside me that stops me from being weak and being one of them, and you are the reason why I have that something. And that something is the reason why I’ll never do any true damage.”
“Because you’re not bad, Y/N.” Bakugou said with a soft smile. You nodded your head and agreed.
“Yeah....why am I not bad?” You asked in confusion. Bakugou chuckled as he took your hands in his and placed his forehead to yours.
“Because it’s just not who you are. You may be a rebel at times, but you’re a rebel with a cause....it’s why I love you.” He softly said and you whimpered a bit at his words as he pulled you in for a tight hug and you slightly weeped into his shoulder. He kissed your temple to calm you down and you pulled your face away from him and just allowed your body to rest against his.
“What happened to the girls?” Masaru asked. You pulled away from Bakugou but allowed him to hold onto your side as you explained with a quivering voice.
“Oh, well they may or may have not insulted everyone and everything I love, so I may or may not have used my hero training against them until they learned their lesson.....especially since they were the ones who destroyed the statue.” You explained and they all just chuckled at your explanation.
“Yeah....they ran away so fast,” you chuckled out softly.
A comfortable silence came around until officer Haru spoke again. “My park. I watch this park everyday.”
You pulled away from Bakugou and stepped to the officer. “...I’m sorry..” you quietly said as you placed your wrists together, expecting the old officer to cuff you. Instead he stared at your wrists before softly grabbing them with his hands and just holding them.
“..You know I’m not gonna give up on that Izumi and Haruki. But I don’t want you to be anything like them.” Old officer Haru said with a comforting voice.
“Heh...I can’t....Katsuki won’t let me.” And the group all chuckled and laughed at that. Haru let go of your hands as he spoke again.
“Musutafu code 459 and 623. Vandalism. Physical Assualt. I’m gonna write this report down. And I’m gonna put it into a file. And then I’m gonna “misplace” that file. And if I never hear from you two hoodlums again, then that file remains misplaced.” He said, admitting to letting you off the hook. You sighed a little as Katsuki walked up to the two of you and softly spoke to you.
“....Ima hoodlum.” He said. Oh, the comedic relief this boy is bringing. You looked at him but went back to the officer as you looked at him in confusion.
“Why’re you letting me off the hook?” You asked but officer Haru just looked around at his newly renovated park.
“My park....I look at this park everyday....I have hope for this park too.” You smiled at him before he nodded with his cap and walked away from you all. The adults all looked at the two teens and saw Katsuki nod his head as he held you. They decided to give the two of you some space and head back to the house while you and Katsuki took a seat on the bench. You sat next to each other in a warm silence as Katsuki kept an arm around your waist and held you tight.
“...You still owe me an explanation Y/N.” He said and you nodded as you looked to him. He was right. You not only owed him an explanation but he deserved one too. And so you told him everything. All the lies, how your father left early on, how it was just you and your mother who struggled to keep the lights on. You told him you lied to him to prevent him from worrying, claiming that the troubled life was everything you knew and you thought you would be able to survive without his help. When he asked how his mother knew yours but didn’t know that you were the daughter of her dear friend, you told him how she did know but you begged her to not tell Katsuki. You told Mitsuki you would tell Katsuki eventually but eventually never came until now. Katsuki, being the great boyfriend that he is, listened to everything. He didn’t judge you for anything. Was he a little mad at the lies? Yes, but he understood. And he still loved you nonetheless.
Eventually, it became so late that the sun began to rise over the park and you were all cuddled up into Katsuki’s side with your knees pressed up against your chest. He rested his head on yours as you rested your own on his shoulder. You both just reveled in the intimate moment and savored every second.
“Hey princess?”
“Yeah Suki?” Bakugou looked towards the statue and smiled before speaking.
“Thanks for putting my head back on.”
You looked at him, pecked his cheek, and snuggled in closer.
“Yeah.....same to you.”
A/N: Hey Cubs! I know this wasn’t really a Bakugou x Reader kinda thing but I like the story line of it and I wrote it so HAH! Truthfully though, I hoped you all enjoyed it. Stay tuned. Oh! And part 9 of “Oh, The Lies You Tell” will be out shortly! See you soon Cubs!
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1) If there is another shield like Bella, and that shield shields Bella while Bella is shielding someone else, would it not effect her, or would it stop hers?
2) Let’s just say in a distant world Carlisle decides/wants to have a half breed child. How do you think Esme would react to that? Would she still think of Edward as her best son? How would she act toward the child if he were to go through with it?
Sorry if these seem stupid. Thanks :)
Well, alright then, anon, let's do this.
Question 1
First, this isn't how I imagine Bella's gift actually works or what it actually does. The shield is a manifestation of Bella's gift, but it's not what it actually is. That's the technical babble of Eleazar, a known idiot.
Regardless, to keep things less complicated. Bella comes across an alternate dimension Bella (or else Beauford goes to the dark side). The pair face off: shield against shield, and the battle will come down to which of them can nullify the other Bella.
Flip a coin.
If the mysterious other vampire is not as powerful as Bella (very likely, Bella's power level is OVER 9000!) then Bella will win. I do not think her shield would be taken down. If this other vampire is Bella, then they're probably at a stalemate and it comes down to which of them is more motivated. Who wants it more.
Probably though it just becomes a battle of physical strength and numbers as the respective Bellas nullify all combative gifts on the battlefield.
Whoever wins is whoever brought more people.
Question 2
I mean, the premise of this question, is that Esme has been kidnapped to a human/vampire zoo on Traflamador and never noticed. How did she not notice? She's Esme.
Regardless, Esme lives with a fake, cardboard cut out, family that resembles the Cullens she left behind. They suddenly stop moving around, Esme's given absolutely no explanation of why they suddenly don't have to move. Everyone's relationship is suddenly harmonious and perfect, no one argues, or even has any semblance of a conversation, ever. Esme barely notices and is just pleased everyone's getting along so well. Every day the children leave for school at the same time and come back at the same time, there is no longer a summer. Every day Carlisle leaves for work at the same time and returns at the same time. Every two weeks, like clockwork, they go hunting. Esme, somehow, never notices.
She lives in a Norman Rockwell vampire painting: she never notices.
Then one day, Simulation Carlisle says to her, "Esme, my love, I think it's time you and I have a child. Select for me the breeder." He brings out a book containing photos of all the human women in exhibits on Traflamador (Esme's told it's various high school yearbooks).
This... rings a little bell left in the back of Esme's head somewhere. This... doesn't sound like something Carlisle would usually do. Carlisle insists it is something he'd do, for her, and Esme figures he must be right. And since little Renesmee is all grown up it might be nice to have another child in the house.
(The memory of what Bella went through to have her own child, of what this means for the woman they're selecting, is a distant concept to Esme. Though, because of this, she and Simulation Carlisle have a much healthier marriage than she and Real Carlisle ever did).
They spend days looking over pictures, choosing the woman who will produce the most adorable and wonderful child. They have a great time doing this. Simulation Edward even pitches in to see which woman will produce the best playmate for Renesmee. With Edward's input, they probably land on a very willowy, fragile, beautiful looking woman who is exactly Edward's idea of feminine beauty.
Regardless, one day instead of going to work, Simulation Carlisle says, "Goodbye, honey, I'm off to get us a child!" Esme waves with a handkerchief, "Goodbye, my husband! I believe in you!" Then goes back to cleaning the house.
Esme doesn't see Simulation Carlisle for a month and when he returns it's with a half-bred, beautiful, baby. The mother? Eh, she didn't fare so well. Esme does not blink at this and gladly accepts the new family member. She proclaims the baby looks just like her and Carlisle (it looks nothing like her).
In Esme's Traflamador exhibit, she's able to dote on both Edward and on new baby. Neither is the best child, or at least, Edward is certainly not replaced by this new child. They're all wonderful. Esme is happily able to Esme along.
And then... the child grows up.
At first, everything's wonderful, but the child is a) not a simulation b) is not Esme. This is the kid's world, all they've known, but even so they slowly realize that reality is not what Esme seems to think it is. Something is wrong here.
The child is anything but harmonious and wants out. Why do the rest of the Cullens leave the house every day while Esme and the child just stay here? What is school? What is work? WHAT EVEN IS THIS PLACE?!
The child figures out they're on an alien zoo and conspires to get themselves and Esme, the only real connection they've ever known, out. Unfortunately, Esme has no idea what the child is talking about and refuses to leave.
The child, in despair, has to leave Esme behind as they steal a space ship and try to direct it to "Earth" a place they've never truly been and have so many expectations for.
After that, well, the child is no longer the best child and Edward's clearly number one.
At least, until Simulation Carlisle says, "So that didn't go so well, want to try again?" Esme says yes.
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You and Jeno were the best of friends. Growing up together, you saw each other’s good and bad moments, learned every flaw, and knew every fact. It was hard to separate the two of you, even in high school. You even started attending the same college. There wasn’t a single friend one had that the other didn’t.
Then, Jeno got a girlfriend.
There was nothing wrong with Yeeun. She was an absolute sweetheart and was always so nice to you. She made Jeno really happy, which was all you ever wanted. The problem was that Jeno seemed to give her all his time. It started out small, with him ditching you some days for lunch to have it with her instead. Then, he wouldn’t be able to make it to a hangout with your friends because he was taking her on a date. That turned into him canceling at the last minute. Soon, every lunch was spent with Yeeun. He stopped responding in the group chat as much. Sometimes he would leave you on read.
The last straw was him not showing up to movie night anymore, only to show up the next day with a bunch of hickeys on his neck. Movie nights started when you guys were toddlers. They were sacred and only canceled for emergencies or an illness. If anyone was on vacation, you would FaceTime and watch together. There was no excuse for him to miss movie nights.
That one broke you.
You couldn’t count how many times Jaemin held you as you cried yourself to sleep, knowing you’d practically lost your best friend. You hadn’t hung out with him in a long time, and it felt like a part of you was missing. It was obvious the others were worried about you, but they felt helpless. The bags under your eyes refused to disappear. You ate, but it wasn’t very much. You fell into a deep depression, and they did everything they could to get you out of it.
Were you too reliant on Jeno? Probably, but this wasn’t somebody you’d met recently; this was somebody you’d potty trained with, someone who gave you his stuffed dog when an older kid pushed you off the jungle gym and broke your arm, somebody who knew every secret you had. He was very special to you, and just like that, he was gone.
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Jeno: hey, wanna get ice cream?
The text stared back at you. You rubbed at your eyes to make sure it wasn’t a dream, and sure enough, it was still on your screen, waiting for a response. You hadn’t showered in almost a week, which you knew annoyed Haechan because he had to smell you all the time since he was your roommate, and your face was covered in acne. You looked like this, and he suddenly wanted to hang out? Normally, you didn’t care how you looked when you hung out with your friends, but this was different. Jeno could see that you weren’t doing well, and you didn’t want that.
Wait.
You knew why he wanted to hang out.
He and Yeeun broke up.
That was the only explanation. Why else would he try to make plans? The last time you hung out alone was almost three months ago. You really only saw him when the group made plans and he wasn’t canceling to be with Yeeun. Why you, though? Why not the whole group?
You: yeah gimme an hour
When he sent a thumbs up emoji, you threw your phone down and raced to the bathroom. You took extra time in the shower to make sure everything was washed and fresh before getting out. Once you were dressed, you put on makeup, making sure to cover all the acne on your face. After deeming yourself presentable, you texted Jeno to ask where you were going for ice cream. He suggested the place near your apartment, so you grabbed your things and headed out, glad that Haechan wasn’t there to question you.
The ice cream place wasn’t far, but Jeno still managed to get there before you. As you approached him, you debated giving him a hug or not. It’s been so long, you didn’t know if it was okay anymore. It sounded insane, but his change in behavior made you question every action.
“Hey!” Jeno greeted you with his bright smile. It didn’t quite reach his eyes, but he still looked adorable. You waved to him and reached for the door, but he beat you to it and held it open for you.
The inside of the ice cream shop was cute, with pastel walls and cartoon cows painted on the counter. The tables were a light pink with white legs, and same with the chairs. It was small, but you two loved going there. You ordered and paid before bringing your cups to the table Jeno chose. He thanked you and dug in, not hesitating to eat his feelings.
“So, you and Yeeun broke up?” you asked.
He stopped eating. “How did you know?”
You paused. How could you explain it without either hurting his feelings or getting into an argument? Telling him the truth would surely change the vibe, and not for the better. “...Lucky guess.”
“Huh. Well, yeah. She broke up with me. I don’t even know why, though. She refused to tell me,” he explained, stabbing his spoon into his ice cream. “Like, was it something I did? Is it something I need to work on so that my next relationship lasts?”
“You think you won’t get back together?” you questioned.
He shrugged. “I mean, if she wants to, then I will, but that’s also if I still want to date her by the time she decided. It just sucks, because I thought things were going well. The sex was great, we got along really well, and we never fought. To be dumped just like that is just very strange.”
You winced at the comment about their sex lives, not really wanting to know in the first place. It did seem very out of the blue for her to break up with him, but you tried not to dwell too much on it. It would only upset him more.
The two of you caught up, but it seemed like he didn’t realize just how absent he was from your life. He asked about your classes and your family, wondering how they were doing since he hadn’t seen them in a while. You asked the same and also questioned if he’d made any friends, which he hadn’t. So all his time was spent with just Yeeun, it seemed.
When it was time to head back to your apartment, Jeno hugged you goodbye before heading the opposite direction. Your feet dragged, your body screaming for you to return to Jeno and get as much attention from him as possible, but you had homework you needed to work on, so you continued home.
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“Jesus, just like that?” Jaemin asked Jeno.
The two of them were hanging out at Jaemin’s apartment, playing video games and talking about the break up. When Jaemin found out, he immediately called the other man and invited him over. They were catching up on things when Jaemin had asked about the break up, and Jeno told him everything.
“Just like that. No explanation. How the hell am I supposed to feel about that? Angry? Sad? I need something so I know how to process it,” Jeno ranted.
“Who else knows?”
“Well, Y/N figured it out when we went out for ice cream.”
“Wait, you hung out with Y/N?” Jaemin asked.
“Is it really that surprising?”
“Considering you practically dropped her, yeah.”
“What do you mean?”
“Dude, ever since you and Yeeun started dating, you’ve bailed on all your plans with Y/N. We tried to get her to give up, but she still had hope.”
Jeno’s heart started to race. Surely he didn’t do that to his best friend, right? Pulling out his phone, he opened his texts with you, and his stomach dropped at all the times he canceled on you, said he already had plans, or just left you on read. For months, you put up with it without saying a word to him. For months, you tried to keep your friendship going, and what did he do? Nothing.
“I’ve gotta go,” Jeno stated as he ran towards the door.
“What? Where are you going?” Jaemin called out.
“I need to fix this.”
Without elaborating, Jeno left the apartment and ran down the stairs. When he got outside, he hopped into his car and sped to your place. He couldn’t believe he did that. No wonder you seemed a little uncomfortable the other day. You didn’t know how to act around him anymore. He really fucked up.
Before he knew it, he was knocking on your apartment door. It took a few seconds, but then you were looking at him with wide eyes, clearly not expecting him to be standing there. He took in the dark circles under your eyes and the stress acne he knew you got whenever you were depressed and said, “I’ve been a really bad friend, haven’t I?”
The tears fell before it even registered that your eyes were watering. Soon, you were sobbing into Jeno’s shoulder as he stepped in and tried to soothe you. You started to hyperventilate, the emotions overwhelming you.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Y/N. It’s okay, though I’m here now,” he stated, repeating his words softly.
He managed to move the two of you to your room, lying on your bed with you wrapped in his arms. You continued to cry, and it surprised you that you had any tears left. He rubbed your back and pressed kisses to your hair, just like he did whenever your depression got really bad. He felt extremely guilty for being the cause of your tears and sadness.
“I missed you so much,” you whined.
“I missed you too I’m so sorry I ditched you. I shouldn’t have done that,” he said. “I’ll do whatever I can to make it up to you.”
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Dreamies (plus Y/N)
Haechan: (picture of you and Jeno sleeping in your bed with Jeno wrapped around you like a koala)
Haechan: all is right in the world again.
Jaemin: oh, that’s where he went.
Mark: Finally! I’m glad they’re working things out
Renjun: Good. I was really concerned about her
Chenle: look at Renjun having feelings
Haechan: gross
Jisung: seeing her cry made me cry so i’m glad they’re talking again
Chenle: you big baby
part two is here
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A Match Made by the Gods
Part 2
Thor x Male Son of Zeus Reader
Word Count: 1576
Hi Anon! I hope this is what you were after for part 2!
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Thor leaned back in his seat, admiring Y/n as he sipped his drink. They had been meeting a couple of times a week for a drink or two ever since their encounter in the forest over a month ago now.
After the initial misunderstanding between them, Thor had felt a little unsure how to go about acting on the not-at-all platonic feelings that were developing inside him. Normally he would just go for it, after all, you wouldn't know if the other person was interested if you didn't ask, but he was wary. Things hadn't ended well with Jane, and he was hesitant to have things sour between himself and Y/n.
"Tell me more of this 'Camp Half-Blood' that you work at."
The amused expression on Y/n's face was worth more than Thor could say. He did so enjoy seeing the other man's face light up in any way.
"Well," Y/n began with a private smile, "We're all descendants of Greek Gods. We've got the big three; Zeus, Poseidon and Hades, and then the lesser known Gods and Goddesses of the Pantheon. Each one has a cabin for their children when they come through the camp. Some of them are bigger, like the one for Aphrodite's children, and they're usually located near the various things that are the most relevant to that God, like Poseidon's cabin is located right on the water."
Thor watched Y/n gesture with his hands as he got more caught up in explaining. There was so much life in this man. Thor enjoyed being someone who was allowed to see it.
"The kids are great, but things can get pretty crazy when you add in super abilities and prejudices and whatnot."
"Prejudices? What do you mean?"
Y/n took another sip of his drink and mulled the question over. He was sure that Thor wasn't asking about the word itself, more the context. He refused to buy into the popular theory that the God was totally naive.
"Well, its a pretty mixed bag at the camp. There are the kids that stick to their parents particular grudges and beefs with the other Gods and Goddesses in the hopes that if they hold the same beliefs, then maybe their parent will pay them attention or find them worthy, or something. And then there are the ones that can see their parent for what they are. Those are the ones that either make up their own minds or hold the complete opposite opinion simply for the chance to pull the finger, metaphorically, at their absent parent."
Thor bowed his head in thought.
"Those that can see their parent for what they are. What are they?"
His normally boisterous voice was lowered to account for the serious conversation he had stumbled onto.
Y/n leaned in unconsciously as he answered.
"Well, essentially they're the deadbeat parent that left the other parent with a baby and no real way to protect it from the dangers that come for them just for being what they are."
They were silent for a little while, both lost in thought.
"I think that, for the God or Goddess in question, there's an element of shame in there. More than what you would expect for having abandoned their child."
Y/n licked his dry lips and kept his eyes on his glass, now empty on the table in front of him.
"For them, we, the children they leave behind," he clarified with a quick glance at Thor, "are a symbol. We are absolute proof that they are not the perfect beings they pretend they are. We are the undeniable fact that they, the seemingly divine Gods, fell in love and laid with humans. For all their powers, they are not so different from us. The only difference is that we don't deny our faults."
Thor sat in silence, just watching the man on the other side of the booth. For all that both Asgardians and Olympians were regarded as Gods by the humans, they were apparently quite different. He, for one, was sure there was no force on Midgard that could force him to leave Y/n behind. He would even defy his own father if it came down to it. He might not have the other man in the way that he wanted yet, but he was sure that at some point in the future it would happen. Their meeting had been nothing less than an act of fate.
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Something odd was happening to Thor. A few times in the last week his powers had acted up without his prompting. Specifically, the last two times he had walked Y/n back to his car, he had gathered his courage and gone to lean in to try to kiss him goodnight, but instead of either being rebuffed or accepted, thunder would rumble out of nowhere or lightning would strike down far too close for comfort.
It wouldn't affect Thor much, it was his element, but if he was this out of control at the thought of kissing the other man, he was worried that he could accidentally hurt him, or worse.
So tonight when they were standing by Y/n's car and lingering by each other with no other reason to prolong goodbye, Thor was understandably nervous. He wanted so badly to kiss Y/n, but he really didn't want to be the cause of pain for the other man.
He didn't even get close this time, as just as he made to step closer, thunder rolled across the sky warningly. Thor looked into Y/n's eyes, an exasperated look on his face.
"I am very sorry about that, I honestly don't know what's wrong with me. I haven't been this out of control since I was much younger!"
He took in the guilty look on Y/n's face and felt his own face shift to match the confusion he was feeling.
Y/n cringed.
"I don't think it's your fault."
Thor shifted slightly.
"Father." He said softly, suddenly connecting the dots from their first meeting. The look on Y/n's face was confirmation enough for him.
"Your father is Zeus, the lightning God."
Thor spoke slowly as he parsed out his thoughts. Y/n nodded with a defeated look on his own face.
"Yeah, sorry about this. I don't know what his problem is, he hasn't interfered in my life in years. To be honest with you I thought he had forgotten he had me as a son."
Thor thought to relations between the realms of the 'Gods'.
"I might have an idea about that."
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'Sometimes it pays to know so many sorcerers.' Thor thought absently to himself as he stood on the top of the Empire State building. He wasn't about to walking into their realm, but he also knew that if they didn't do this now, he might never get up the nerve to do it.
It had taken pathetically little time to find out where the entrance was. Thor knew he could have asked Y/n, but he wanted to sort this out without him, and he just knew that Y/n would want to be involved if he told him why he wanted to know.
Unfortunately, he knew how the 'Gods' tended to think of humans, Y/n might only be half human but that still made him lesser than them in the eyes of those with powers and life-spans like theirs, and Thor wasn't about to put Y/n in that position if he didn't have to.
An earsplitting strike of lightning right beside him brought Thor out of his thoughts. He looked out over the skyline instead of facing the man he now knew was Y/n's father.
"Why have you come here Asgardian? You are not welcome in our territory."
"You know why I am here."
He left it at that. Zeus knew why he was there, and Thor wasn't prepared to pretend otherwise.
The other man turned to stare at Thor. He turned to meet Zeus's eyes. He wasn't about to be cowed by this man. They shared an element after all.
"You are trying to corrupt my son."
Thor rolled his eyes and turned back to the skyline. It was less infuriating.
"I have no such wishes. Your son is a good man. I wonder what stake you could have in the matter. The worried father? I think perhaps you lost that right when you gave him to his mother and turned away. Perhaps you are worried for your power base? I have no plans to sway Y/n from his position, nor any future plans you may have for him."
Zeus was staring stonily at Thor.
"Whether I was there during his childhood in person or not is not the issue here. I was always there in spirit."
He sighed, and seemed to lose his fight.
"I suppose, in the end, you are right. I have no control over who my son dates. But let me tell you. If you hurt my son, not even your All-Father will be able to save you from my wrath. There will be nowhere in any realm that you could hide where I would not find you."
With a last strike of lightning, Zeus was gone, leaving Thor standing on the top of the Empire State building alone.
The one thing that broke through the silence left behind by Zeus was the thought that if he hurt Y/n, he would deserve everything that the other God would heap on him.
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