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americorys · 2 years

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Chenford + "Did you just meow at me?"

Lucy can see Tim's head from the parking lot – easily, actually, considering he's at least three feet taller than anyone else at the playground. She chews on her lip as she leans against the side of her car and watches him for a long few seconds, a rare moment she gets to see him without him seeing her back.

His eyes are shining, his smile easy as he scoops a kid under each of his arms and starts walking towards a bright red play structure. He's talking and she can imagine his voice, low and excited, animated in the way she knows Tim can be, even though he doesn't bother with it all that often. He swings one arm forward, then the other, laughing as his nephews screech beneath his forearms, gripping onto him, knowing they're secure.

She knows the feeling – she likes it enough that she could screech, too.

This thing between them is new. New enough that they haven't really discussed what it is, yet; new enough that she'd spent twenty extra minutes tearing a bunch of hangers out of her closet before settling on a sweater she knows Tim's seen her in before and calling it a day. It's new, but it's different – she's not used to feeling her stomach roll at the sight of Tim, to letting her eyes linger on the expanse of his arms and not feeling ashamed of herself. It's also, somehow, the same – he's still Tim Bradford, the most infuriating person she's ever met and simultaneously, the best. He finds her now, his eyes registering she's standing there and his face softening. She's not sure how he does that – picks her out across a parking lot or in the middle of a crowded bullpen and looks at her so that her knees feel weak – but she likes it. That, inexplicably, isn't new – he's always been the one to find her, no matter what.

Lucy waves, feeling her neck grow warm because he's caught her watching him (again) and he knows it. The warmth spreads as Tim raises a brow, grins, and winks at her before returning his attention to the kids. Her stomach feels like it could drop straight out of her body if she's not careful. God, she's always known he's like this...but to have it directed at her? It's almost too much, almost too good.

She makes her way up the path to the playground, laughing as Tim's niece comes barreling towards her at the entrance gate as she unlatches it. She's only met the little blonde girl, Charlie, three times over the course of the last few months, but apparently, they've already forged a bond. Lucy scoops Charlie up and grins at her as the nearly two-year-old begins babbling nonsense into Lucy's ear about brothers and swings and candy. "Wow," Lucy hums, bouncing her up and down as she steps onto the rubbery flooring, eyes scanning over the little girl's outfit. "Did Uncle Tim dress you this morning?"

"Very funny," Tim calls, frowning at her. "She dressed herself, I'm told."

"Oh, wow," Lucy coos, laughing at the pair of candy cane print leggings and the neon orange jack-o-lantern t-shirt with matching tutu she's got on. "You're ahead of your time, aren't you Charlie girl?"

"She's excited for Halloween," Josh supplies from under Tim's arm, his chest puffed out as he radiates as much oldest-brother-energy he can muster. "She's being a kitty cat."

"Kitty cat," Charlie squeals over at Lucy, poking her in the cheek with a laugh before adding a higher-pitched, "meow, meow."

"Oh, she's going to be the coolest cat, huh?" Lucy grins over at Tim as he laughs, setting Josh down, then Danny, ruffling the younger boy's hair as he grumbles up at his uncle. "What about you guys?"

Josh yells, "Thor," at the same time Danny yells, "Spiderman," and before Lucy can react, the two of them both take off running towards a larger jungle gym.

"Don't hurt yourselves," Tim calls, cupping one hand around the side of his mouth and squinting over at the two of them. "No blood allowed in my truck."

"Got it," Danny screams back, because Josh is already climbing.

Lucy rolls her eyes, pursing her lips over at Tim as she ducks down and puts Charlie on the ground, straightening her bright orange tutu. "What do you think, is Uncle Tim mean?"

Tim snorts down at her, rolling his eyes. "Please," he mutters, squatting down next to them, his forearms balanced on his thighs.

Charlie, who's still holding onto the sleeve of Lucy's sweater, looks over at her uncle and then back at Lucy, her eyes wide. "No, nice Tim."

Lucy scoffs as Tim beams at her, settling his hand on Charlie’s back and patting it gently. “See?” He raises his brows at Lucy. “Nice Tim.”

She bites back a laugh as she shakes her head. “You paid her to say that.”

Tim shakes his head, scooping Charlie up and then holding his free hand out to Lucy, pulling her up and sliding his arm over her shoulders. “Tell Lucy what I’m being for Halloween, kid.”

“Kitty cat!” Charlie nearly screams, and Tim winces. Lucy watches the two of them, her brow furrowed.

“No, that’s your costume,” Lucy softens her face as she finds Charlie’s eyes, knowing she looks confused. “What’s Uncle Tim’s costume?”

“Kitty Tim,” Charlie responds, still enthusiastic, but now distracted by a swing set that she reaches out towards. She throws in a quiet, under-the-breath, “meow.”

“Meow is right,” Tim grins, bouncing her lightly before looking down at Lucy, his brows raised. “Meow,” he leans in close to her ear, his voice lower. Lucy hates that it sends a fucking shiver down her spine.

It hits her all at once: the fact that Tim’s agreed to dress up as a kitty cat to match his niece for Halloween, that he’s openly sharing it with her. Her stomach flips as her throat goes tight, and she can’t do anything, really, but she reaches up and grabs the hand he’s got draped over her shoulder, lacing their fingers.

“Did you just meow at me, Tim Bradford?”

Tim chuckles, shrugging. “I’m practicing. You think you can draw on some whiskers for me?”

Lucy bites on the inside of her cheek, letting out a slow breath as she lets the feeling she’s come to recognize wash over her. She won’t name it, yet, but it feels a hell of a lot like love. She pulls his hand to her mouth, kissing it gently. “You’re going to be the hottest kitty cat on the block,” she murmurs, smirking up at him.

Tim plunks Charlie down into a baby swing, narrowing his eyes at her. “What, you’re not going to join in the fun?”

She raises her brows, not bothering to fight off her smile. “I’m invited?”

He pushes the swing gently with his free hand, watching it for a moment before dipping down and pressing a light kiss to her lips, mumbling, "I can't be a kitty cat all on my own, Lucy," against them before pulling back, laughing. "Besides," he shrugs, nodding his chin towards his niece in her swing, who's squealing in excitement as he pushes her a bit harder. "I already told her you'd do it."

Lucy snorts, shoving at his chest before leaning up and kissing his chin. "Of course you did. See? Mean Uncle Tim."

Tim chuckles, shaking his head. "You of all people know I'm very nice when I want to be."

She leans into him, grinning hard as she hums softly. "I do know that," she whispers, turning her head and pressing a kiss to his chest, humming against it when she feels his hand curl over the back of her head. "Very, very well."

#*fic #*5sentence #chenford #chenford fanfiction #c: tim bradford #c: lucy chen #tv: the rookie #ship: tim x lucy #i have had this in my ask for like. i want to say eight months. probably more.#and i have never had any idea what to do with it but today inspiration struck so #i give you: soft beans!

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poisonouswritings · 2 years

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An addition to egg anon's kitty!sage request please. I'm not sure I can communicate this right but time paradox consequences of that would be Sage's connection to MC changing? The context for their first(well second) meeting in tavern had changed. Sage may not remember every detail of the day he meet his adult self and the lovely person he was with but I don't think he'd ever forget. That day may have been like promise for the future.

Kitty!Sage Part 1

Kitty!Sage Part 2

GN!Reader, mentions of alcohol, self-worth struggles, I think I understand what you're getting at? If this isn't what you meant then let me know

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What would you do if you knew the future?

Well. Okay. Sage doesn't really know the future. He knows a little part of it; one day he'll grow up to be big and strong and carry a sword around. He'll have a roof over his head. A warm bed. Food on the table.

And someone who loves him.

It's still weird to think about. Someone loves him. Will love him. He knows their name and their face and scent but he hasn't even met them yet, not really. But he will one day. He just has to be patient.

Gods, he hates being patient.

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The memory fades as he gets older. He can't remember the exact shade of your eyes or the precise lilt in your voice. Not the way he used to, anyways. But in those quiet moments in the middle of the night, when Tulsi is curled into a snoring ball tucked against his side and he's wrapping the blanket tighter around them to fight off the biting wind, he thinks of you.

He misses you.

--°--

He's a teenager now. Between taking care of Tulsi and ripping up the streets with Balsam, he doesn't have much time to spend thinking about someone he's never even met. You're a comfort, still, but a distant one. An idea more than a person. A dream more than an idea. But even so, he doesn't want to lose you.

So he dreams.

--°--

Time buries your name. Alcohol blurs your face. As the once-missing flood the streets and the once-dead shamble back to some silent mockery of life, Sage forces himself to stop thinking about you. He takes the scraps of memory he still has and tucks them deep into a locked chest where the evil of the world cannot corrupt it. Cannot corrupt you.

It's the least your memory deserves, for giving him so many years of comfort.

__°__

You had loved him once. Or you would have, anyways. Maybe he was a better person in that timeline. Maybe he was big and strong and brave.

But now he's just a coward, too weak to stay and face the truth of what he's done. So he runs. As far and as fast as he can. Goes until no one recognizes his face and drinks until he forgets his own name.

He never forgets that it should have been him that died instead of Lucan.

He wonders if you would agree.

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It's been five years since then. Sage tries not to remember his past too much. It always ends up leading to that night, and he sees that enough in his nightmares, thank you very much. Whatever time isn't spent fighting or fucking is used to go in and out of bars in pursuit of those two things.

Looks like tonight is a fight. The entire tavern has devolved into a brawl. The 'why' is irrelevant. It's the mind-numbing adrenaline that he's searching for.

Thunk!

An axe embeds itself in the wall, quivering in place. A cloaked figure ducks under it and scurries over to the bar with a sword leveled at their chest. Sticky-Fingered Syd is hot on their heels, cornering them against the counter. Bastard, going after someone who doesn't even have a weapon! So Sage steps in. Delivers a left hook that makes his knuckles sting in the best way. His tail flicks in excitement.

The cloaked stranger's hood falls down to their shoulders as they straighten up, panting softly to try and make up whatever air got knocked out of their lungs by fear. They look Sage up and down warily. Maybe trying to decide how much of a threat he is.

Sage blinks. His pupils narrow to feline slits. His tail goes still.

"... Do I know you?"

#last legacy #fictif last legacy #sage lesath #sage lesath x reader #fictif sage #last legacy sage #anon asks #ozzy answers

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rolladerbie · 3 months

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Muse List

HERE'S MY MUSE LIST UNDER THE CUT CUT CUT---

Just gonna put it out there, that on top of my OCs, I have the ability to play the following if asked (In no particular order):

Knock Out, Breakdown, Soundwave, Shockwave, Starscream, Megatron, Pharma, Ratchet, Bumblebee ---

Trying to think of who all I've rped in the past and I'm having a hard time remembering. -IF- there's someone Canonical that you'd like that you don't see on THE LIST, please feel free to grab me by the ears and point me in that direction-- even if I need a little handholding through it. I'm willing to write anyone. (Besides, I'm a degenerate and enjoy holding hands.)

𝕄𝕖𝕔𝕙𝕤

Failsafe ; Decepticon BioWeapons Engineer - Alt: B-2 Spirit

Very likely a Sparkeater, we simply don't know for sure.

Cannibalizes parts from deceased mechs

Vivisection is the word of the day.

Failsafe is a cold, calculating individual who prides himself in his ability to make infectious diseases jump from Organic to Mechanic. As such, he likes to target Cybertronian colonized planets and plant an organic creature with one of his viruses. Then he just sits back and watches the world go up in flames. In a nutshell, he's playing Plague Inc and everyone else has to suffer for it.

Moshpit ; Autobot Wrecker - Alt; HMMWV

Heavy duty punch boy

Secretly the dad friend

Actually a soft boy

Favorite color is pink and he loves hello kitty.

Moshpit is a massive mech that does massive damage on a massive scale, even when he doesn't mean to. 'Bull in a China Shop' is the best way to describe him, and it's not something that he can readily help. Him big. He has adopted Derby as his little sister, and he's ferociously protective of her- however, it's rare that they get to see one another anymore. He's everyone's dadfriend and he has the habit of adopting jusssst about everyone.

𝔽𝕖𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕤

Derby ; Autobot Wrecker; Alt- 1986 Chevy Caprice - Custom Paint

Was a cop before she was a Wrecker.

Suffering from a TBI (Traumatic Brain Injury)- She doesn't remember before the last thirty-seven years.

Behavior has changed from rigid police officer to rough and tumble demolitions expert due to TBI.

Derby was once a rather strict member of the Iacon Police before the War. She rather enjoyed her job because she found it fun to solve mysteries. When the war occurred, she served with the Autobots for some time, but having seen certain settlements being accosted so severely, she joined up with the Wreckers. Risking her life to keep the weak safe was what she signed on for. After millions of years of fighting, she suffered an injury so bad that she's lucky to be alive. Who she use to be is almost completely gone, however.

Mix-Tape ; Neutral Code Cracker / Mnemosurgeon; Alt- Boombox

Is actually a minicon and is thus quite small

Was a radio host before the war and values music like it's a lost artform.

Has been used by, and threatened by both sides of the war.

Mix-Tape never lived a very exciting life before the war. In fact, she ran a radio show about musical therapy and how certain tones can alleviate stress in a frame. When the war happened, she briefly joined the Autobots as a code maker and breaker. She was kidnapped by the cons, and then kidnapped back by the Autobots. This 'passing of the ball' got so bad that she eventually defected both sides and tried to hide out. This didn't work, however. She's been on the run ever since.

Lockjaw; Former Dinobot turned Decepticon ; Alt - Dilophosaurus

Has been treated like a pet since her Decepticon reformation.

Is a berserker, where her animal side takes over when she enters a blind rage.

Fires superheated plasma from her mouth.

Lockjaw was once a proud Dinobot, and a scout to boot. She was able to infiltrate most areas and send back information to her comrades in arms. This job, however, got her caught, and as a result, suffered a worse fate than death: Reformatting. Not only was this a painful process, it involved enough trauma to cause her to forget everything she ever stood for. Now she's a die-hard Decepticon loyalist who will lose herself to her more predatory side in a fight.

Scrape; Autobot Former Dispatch, now Battle Medic; Alt- 1965 Mustang

What medical License?

Hands On Learning

The leg bone's connected to the hip bone---right?

Scrape was content being a dispatch officer for the police before the war. She even entered into communications when the war started! But as the Autobots began to lose numbers, she found herself on the frontlines trying to do what she could to save lives. Her Medic mentor was felled in battle, and she did everything she possibly could to patch them up. They still ended up dying. She paints herself as a Medic to honor them, and actually does her best to learn as she goes.

The Furies; Decepticon Mercenaries; Alt- F-18 Hornet

(From left to right) Medusa, Fury and Harpy

Medusa is the 'baby', the 'nice one' and is very ahodere.

Medusa has an outlier ability that makes it to where locking optics with her for a period of time can shut down basic motor functions. She is unaware she has this ability

Fury is the eldest, the bitch, and very tsundere.

Fury is a tactician and has the habit of being a control freak

Harpy is the 'middle child', can be a touch aloof and is very Yandere

Harpy is by no means an autobot, but she romanticizes the forbidden relationships between autobots and decepticons.

The Furies are a trine of Seeker Mercenaries that are called in when all else fails. They are skilled assassins who have no qualms about taking out others among their ranks as well as Autobots. Of the three, Harpy takes the most prisoners because she 'falls in love' with those she interrogates and when she grows bored she disposes of them. Of the three, Medusa is something of a pacifist, but that does not mean that she does not support her 'sisters' in their endeavors. Fury rather enjoys the act of interrogation, and the three of them together is something of a horror to endure.

ℍ𝕦𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕤

Raziel; Human with Cybernetic Enhancements ; Ex Military

Took part in a military program to test cybernetics. Currently her left arm, spine and heart have been replaced.

Having worked so close to the Military, she has been given the opportunity to study Cybertronians and their anatomy thanks to POWs that have been taken by the government since the Roswell Crash.

Learning what makes a Cybertronian tick, she then synthesized pain killers for them.

Raziel wasn't always the equivalent of a Repo!Man, harvesting organs from fallen Cybertronians. She was once a doctor for a secret branch of the military that dealt with Off-World issues. Having been brought on to study Cybertronian frames, she has sickened her mind with knowledge that no human has a right to know. She lost her arm to one of these POWs, and with her advanced knowledge on their biology, had a new arm made. All of her time working with these bots gave her something of a rapport with them. If they cooperated and let her learn as much as she could, she'd see to it they were released. Come to find, according to the military, Death is a quick release. Having left the military behind, she moved on to stalking Cybertronian battle grounds to harvest organs before the clean up crew could arrive for either side. She's now made herself a little chop shop where Mechs and Femmes of all kinds come for various acts. Whether it's a paint job, a tire rotation, or a t-cog replacement, she's there for the job.

She's also synthesized drugs for Cybertronians. The downside is, they're highly addictive...

#transformers rp #transformers oc #cybertronian oc #human oc #maccadam's #oc artwork #oc art #sushi speaks

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aggimaginary · 2 years

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The Bad Guys (my version) - Mr. Wolf Saves The Cat (chapter 7)

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So, a lot of people kept commenting if there will be more of Hornet's flashback. There won't be, but it's a clue that there will be in my future Bad Guys story, so enjoy this one for now. Things could get pretty exciting.

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The next afternoon, Diane Foxington arrived to give them a piece of their minds. Swinging a newspaper, it was already seen of the Bad Guys intruding a research facility, but there was also fear upon the released flood of guinea pigs now causing major concern in the city. As Diane rambled at them, the Bad Guys tried their best to look sheepish while Marmalade watched on in worry for the progress of the experiment.

"Trespassing? Burglary? Mayhem?" Diane listed as she wrapped up the final things of her ramble. "Assault with a deadly reptile?! As if those poor rodents haven't been through enough already?!"

"No, Diane," Marmalade pleaded, "Please."

Diane sighed. "Okay. I'm sorry, Professor, but I'm calling the chief. The experiment is over."

"Please," said Marmalade as he went up to Diane. "Experiments take time."

As the two public figures argued, Wolf turned to Snake.

"What's wrong with her getting mad about what happened to the pigs?" Snake grumbled.

"Because the people got afraid," Wolf hissed.

"Of what?"

"Of the creep who tried to eat them!"

"What? I couldn't help myself!"

"Well, if we took them out, then it could have been okay!"

"So I had a moment of weakness. Sue me."

"That's gonna be difficult to do from prison."

"Guys," Tarantula cut in, thinking more now on the present situation. "What do we do now?"

Hornet whimpered as the other Bad Guys turned to him worryingly, "I… I don't wanna go back in the jar again…"

Wolf sighed before glancing at Snake and nodding to himself.

"Time to launch a charm offensive," Wolf said as he adjusted his pajama suit and rushed after Diane.

The Bad Guys smirked to themselves, knowing what that meant.

"Oh yeah," Shark cooed, "The full Clooney."

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It came upon Wolf's attention that the cat was still stuck in the tree. Seriously, did Marmalade bother to get it down? As soon as he heard it miaowing up there, Wolf made his way to the tree. He decided that he shouldn't have the hood on, taking it off to show his full head. Approaching the tree, he could see the cat right there, looking nervous.

"I think we got off to a bad start," said Wolf. "The name's Wolf."

He started to climb up the tree, eliciting a scared meow from the cat as it backed away.

Wolf sighed sadly. "Yep. I get that a lot. First impressions and all."

He continued climbing, but that only made the cat panic. It tried to back away, but seeing that there was no way else to go, it tried leaping onto another leaf. However, that one was decaying a little and looked like it could snap. Wolf noticed this, trying to call for it to not go there, but the leaf broke. The cat fell, but Wolf quickly grabbed it at the last second.

Wolf panted, a little shocked by this. That was nearly close!

He straightened himself back up and placed the cat back on the leaves. It backed away, looking so small.

"Uh, it's okay," said Wolf in a calm voice. "It's okay. I'm not gonna hurt you. I know you're scared. I would be, too, if I were you. Just give me a chance."

When the cat didn't move, Wolf continued.

"Truth is we actually have a lot in common," Wolf said, "Don't tell anyone, but I love a little scratch on the spot behind my ears. You know, right there." He scratched behind his right ear to demonstrate, a look of satisfaction on his face appearing as he did so. "The best!"

He reached in his hand towards the cat. It looked at it before backing away anxiously.

"Come on, kitty," said Wolf.

The cat looked at Wolf. This wasn't the same person who had scary teeth and claws before. He looked gentle. His smile appeared to be more genuine and his eyes glowed a little warmly. It was like seeing a new side of Wolf right there instead of the scary monster the cat knew.

It decided to give him a chance. It sniffed his hand. He didn't smell like a threat at all. It let him scratch its head and ear, finding it comforting. Seeing that Wolf was a friendly person, the cat smiled before leaping right into his hands.

Wolf grinned as the cat snuggled in his palms. His fur felt lighter than before. The tingle came to him, making him feel proud of himself. The sensational, the joy, the relief that somebody accepted him for who he is. Not for what he is portrayed as. And this time, it was far different from when she saved the old lady from the museum.

As he slid down the tree, he felt his tail wagging. The cat meowed and rubbed his chin.

"Yeah," he said, dotingly. "Who's a good kitty? Who's a good kitty?"

"Uh, Wolf?" called Tarantula's voice.

He looked up to see the other Bad Guys staring at him in surprise.

"Um, you saved him?"

Wolf nodded.

"Yes!" said Marmalade, popping out from the bushes. "Yes. It's working."

"You-you filmed that?" said Wolf

"Yes, and they're starting to like you."

He turned around his phone for all to see. A recording of Wolf saving the cat was played and a bunch of positive comments were coming in. Hearts flooded the screen, showing how much this act of true gentleness could win over people. Seeing that Wolf, the leader and representation of the Bad Guys, proved that he could be good changed people's thoughts about them as more than scary animals.

"This might just be enough to win over the guests at the gala," said Marmalade cheerfully.

Hearing this, the Bad Guys cheered. This would mean that they would finally have a clean slate and avoid getting arrested.

But Hornet kept his smile on, pretending to be happy about it, but he was a bit sad that this might be the starting point of his worst nightmare coming true.

Piranha got a chance to glance at Hornet, who didn't join the gang to cheer, as he was concerned for his friend, "Hey, Hornet? Are you okay? You don't seem so happy."

Hornet snapped out of his thoughts, and smiled nervously, pretending to be happy, "Yeah, I'm… I'm happy. Just thinking about things, but I'm happy about… all this! Wee!" He unenthusiastically cheered, trying to celebrate like the rest of the team. It worked. They bought it.

As they whooped and made their way back into the mansion for a party to themselves, Wolf followed along.

"Uh, Wolf?" called Marmalade. "I must say, you've really turned a corner. You're really getting it."

Wolf stopped, bending down. He looked behind to see his tail wagging. "Really? Oh, uh, thanks."

"Now, I mean it. And I can see it from tip to tail. It's just a shame that you have to carry all that baggage."

Wolf frowned. "What are you talk…you mean the guys? What do you mean?"

Snake was the only one who hung behind. Stopping by, he hid around the door to faintly hear the conversation between Wolf and the pig he meant to eat a long time ago.

"You have great potential, Wolf," Marmalade informed, "But at some point, you're going to have to choose between your friends or the good life."

That shouldn't hurt that much more than Wolf felt. Hearing this sent a shiver down his spine. His little smile disappeared, his mind wondering if this would be a good idea to leave his friends behind for the good life. Marmalade got a point that it was him who saved the cat, but what about his friends? He couldn't just leave them.

Snake was growing concerned. He narrowed his eyes, not liking a word from Marmalade. Wolf wouldn't do this kind of thing to him and the others. He wouldn't leave any of them behind. Even at the sake of living a 'good life' in which they all planned to fake. He hoped that his fear wouldn't come true.

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Marmalade was kind enough to let the Bad Guys stay in one of the guest rooms. Two bunk beds should be enough for them. While Shark, Piranha, Tarantula, and Hornet took one, Wolf and Snake took the other bunk bed with the former at the bottom and the latter at the top.

"Hey," Snake whispered, "You still awake? You-you brought the cat in?"

Wolf chuckled as the cat cuddled him. "Yeah. Yeah, yeah. I'm just… I'm just saving it up for later. Why? What's up?"

Snake hesitated. He still remembered Marmalade's talk with Wolf and seeing him carrying the cat in his hands.

"I was just getting a little worried," Snake explained, "Since you've kind of become a…"

"Become a what?" Wolf asked.

"You know, teacher's pet," Snake said sarcastically. "Getting all cozy with Marmalade. Your tail wagging and everything."

"Well, yeah," claimed Wolf. "Because it has to be believable."

"Uh-huh. Yeah, I guess so. As long as it's all part of the plan."

As Wolf was about to fall asleep, Snake dropped in, asking him in concern.

"It is all part of the plan, isn't it?" he asked.

"Snake, buddy," Wolf reassured as he rolled over to Snake's side, "Who made the plan to begin with?"

"You did."

"So I'm the one who sticks to the plan the most, right?"

Wolf was looking confident, but Snake was uncertain about this since he knew that his friend was always cocky and complicated. He knew that maybe Marmalade swayed Wolf a little, so there was a caution needed to be picked up.

"Yeah, ri…uh, yeah, okay…" muttered Snake. "I guess that makes sense, yeah. But if the plan were ever to change, you'd-you'd tell me, right?"

Wolf was a bit taken aback, but he didn't want to let Snake down. He took off his hood, nodding, "You have my word." Wolf held out his fist. "Go bad…"

Snake smiled, relieved. "Or go home."

The two of them fist-bumped with Snake using his head. Wolf, like always, made sure to do it lightly. As Snake slid back onto his bunk, Wolf realized that Marmalade might be right. Either he goes back to being shut out or going to the good life. The latter choice would mean going against his friends and that would mean betraying Snake as well. As he laid there, frowning, Wolf asked a question.

"Hey, Snake," he said as the cat snuggled next to him.

"Yeah?" Snake replied.

"You ever wonder what it'd be like? The world loving us instead of being scared of us? You ever…you ever think about that?"

"Loving us?" Snake chuckled as if it was a throwaway line. "Yeah, right. I don't waste time thinking about stuff that's never gonna happen." He sighed as he pulled the blanket over him. "I can't wait for things to get back to normal."

Hearing this, Wolf pulled out the diamond ring he got from Diane. She returned it to him despite him stealing it in the first place. Even though the two of them were on separate worlds, he was touched by her earlier kindness when she encouraged him that he and his friends could be more than just villains. But he wondered if his friends would be alright with trying out or not.

"Yeah," muttered Wolf half-heartedly. "Back to normal, back to normal."

Wolf and Snake thought they were the only ones who were awake and talking, but they thought wrong. Hornet was awake the whole time as he kept his eyes open while pretending to be asleep. He was listening to Wolf and Snake's conversation, and it now got him worried. Hornet wanted to believe that Wolf was sticking to his word, but what if he won't? What if he'll change his mind?

He even heard what Snake told Wolf… about telling him if the plan would change. Hornet was really scared. His past has finally come back to him after leaving it all behind for the past 3 years. Hornet knew the plan would change somehow, and he couldn't accept it. He just couldn't… not yet. He wasn't ready to face the fact that the Bad Guys, his only family who accepted him for who he is and who he was, will become good. And who knows what would happen to him? Hornet was really really REALLY scared.

But he has to get his mind off of those things. He was still suspicious about Marmalade, especially at the heist earlier. There was something off with that guinea pig. What do others know about him other than being a good animal? Are there other facts about him before he became famous? Is there a "light" past about him? Hornet never heard of Marmalade before he met the Bad Guys, and they never discussed much about him. Hornet must know about Marmalade, before the Gala of Goodness that pig organized.

Quietly, Hornet grabbed his helmet and his wireless keyboard and mouse, and slowly flew outside so no one would hear him buzzing while flying out of the room.

Unbeknownst to him, Piranha had woken up, and heard that soft buzz. He knew it was Hornet as his buzz was familiar to Piranha. He opened one eye, and saw Hornet flying out of the room. The fish began to wonder where his friend was going, and why he took his helmet and computer appliances with him?

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So, this is the 7th chapter. I skipped the scene of Wolf and Diane's conversation since there was nothing there to edit.

Special thanks to TU4QU0I53T4IAN6L3 for helping me with this chapter. He even added his own dialogs, and I decided to keep it since he worked hard for adding them here on this chapter.

I hope you like it! Stay tune!

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From Ashes to Embers

Chapter 11 - One Scoop for Two

I sat on my bed, tears streaming down my face. It had been a couple of weeks since that movie date with Luka, and the constant juggling between school, Shadow Moth's relentless akumas, and my duties as Ladybug was taking its toll on our relationship. As I scrolled through Luka's most recent Instagram post, my heart sank at the sight of him standing with a stunning girl, her multicolored hair exuding an aura of confidence and charm. A wave of sadness washed over me as I couldn't help but feel like I was losing him.

In the photo, Luka looked so happy, and I couldn't help but wonder if he was happier with her than he was with me. The thought of all the times I had to abandon Luka on our dates because of my responsibilities as Ladybug made my heart ache. I loved him deeply, but it felt like I was constantly letting him down.

As the tears continued to flow, I couldn't help but blame myself for the growing wedge between us. The weight of my duty as Ladybug and the burden of keeping my identity a secret from Luka were taking a toll on our relationship. I knew he cared about me, but I couldn't shake the fear that he would eventually get tired of my constant disappearances and broken promises.

"I'm so sorry, Marinette. I'm sure this must be hard for you," Tikki said, her tiny form hovering close to my face, radiating warmth and comfort. "Maybe if you talk to him and explain that you're going through a hard time, he'll understand?"

Despite Tikki's kind words, the overwhelming guilt continued to weigh me down. Tears flowed freely as I tried to articulate the depth of my remorse. "No, Tikki, you don't understand," I managed to say, my voice trembling between sobs. "I fear that Luka must hate me by now. On our second date, a sentimonster appeared, and I had to run out on him. I left him standing there, telling him I needed to get napkins quickly to prevent the ice cream from melting. But by the time I returned, the cart and the ice cream were already gone."

My words were filled with regret as I poured out the painful memories of my mistakes. "Then, on our third date, an akuma flew by, and I made him stop so I could help a friend. It was a weak excuse, considering we had planned our date. And on our fourth date, he was excited for me to watch him perform with Kitty Section. But I was late due to an akuma attack and absurdly told him about mosquitoes on the boat, claiming I needed to go back home for insect repellent. I didn't even have any repellent with me, so he must think I'm a liar. I hate this, Tikki. I hate how I'm hurting him."

With each confession, the weight on my chest grew heavier. My heart ached, knowing that my actions were causing me anguish and tarnishing the love that Luka and I shared. I longed for a way to make things right, to mend the fractures in our relationship, and to prove to Luka that he meant everything to me.

Tikki's comforting presence reminded me that I wasn't alone in this struggle. She fluttered closer to me, offering a gentle touch of support. "Marinette, we all make mistakes," she said with unwavering kindness. "Luka cares about you deeply, and I believe he'll understand if you talk to him and share what's been weighing on your heart. You two have a strong connection, and he'll appreciate your honesty."

Before I could answer, my phone started ringing, interrupting Tikki and me. I glanced at the screen, and Luka's name flashed brightly. Without hesitation, I answered the call.

"Hey, Luka, what's going on?" I asked, trying to sound composed despite the lingering traces of sadness in my voice.

Luka's voice carried a hint of excitement and anticipation. "Marinette, do you think you can come to the Liberty? There's someone I want you to meet."

His request surprised me, but curiosity quickly replaced the heaviness in my heart. "Of course, Luka. Let me just freshen up a little, and I'll be right there."

The call ended, and I retreated to the bathroom, seeking solace in the cool water that cascaded over my face. As I gazed into the mirror, my own reflection stared back at me, a testament to the strength and determination that burned within me. I wiped away the remnants of my tears, refusing to let them define me.

Taking a deep breath, I opened my wardrobe, carefully selecting an outfit that spoke volumes about my intentions. I chose a vibrant, colorful ensemble, adorned with patterns that mirrored the kaleidoscope of emotions swirling within me. Each piece of clothing symbolized my resolve to mend the fractures in my relationship with Luka, to rebuild the trust and understanding we had once shared.

The white eyelet sundress hugged my body gently, filling me with a sense of elegance and confidence. I then gracefully slipped into a pair of delicate white lace stockings, their soft fabric caressing my skin like a gentle breeze. For the shoes, I chose white criss-cross espadrille sandals, their comfort allowing me to walk with assurance.

I turned my attention to my jewelry collection, selecting a simple rose-gold heart necklace with my initials on it, a ladybug charm anklet, and a charm bracelet that held sentimental value from my parents. Each accessory carried a piece of my heart, a reminder of the love and support I had in my life.

Finally, I completed the look with a cropped pink knit cardigan, its softness wrapping around me like a warm embrace. As I swung my pink heart-shaped handbag over my shoulder, I motioned for Tikki to stay safely inside.

With every piece in place, I felt a renewed sense of determination, ready to face whatever awaited me at the Liberty. This outfit wasn't just a fashion choice; it was an armor of my feelings, a declaration of my commitment to make things right with Luka. As I stepped out the door, I knew that the journey ahead wouldn't be easy, but my love for Luka was worth every effort.

Arriving at the Liberty, a rush of emotions overwhelmed me, mixing dread with a tinge of jealousy. There stood Luka with the girl from his Instagram post, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of insecurity. She was undeniably beautiful, and even though I wanted to dislike her, her captivating presence made it difficult to harbor any negative feelings. Her dark rainbow hair flowed like a mesmerizing waterfall, and her edgy outfit exuded confidence and style. The black leather jacket paired with a fitted black dress, fishnet stockings, and knee-high lace-up boots created an aura of allure that was hard to ignore. Each accessory, from the striking silver statement necklace to the ornate hairpins and dark red nails, added to her enigmatic charm.

Luka's gaze towards her was filled with warmth and affection, and it only intensified the pain in my heart. The love and care he displayed made me yearn for a chance to regain his trust and affection. I wanted to be the one he looked at with such tenderness, the one who held a special place in his heart.

Feeling a mix of determination and vulnerability, I knew I needed to make things right with him. I didn't want to lose him to the shadows of misunderstandings and mistakes. I wanted him to see how deeply I cared for him and that I was willing to work on our relationship with every ounce of my being.

With a mixture of trepidation and determination, I mustered the courage to approach them, my footsteps cautious as I inched closer to overhear snippets of their conversation.

"Do I actually need to meet her, Lulu?" The girl's voice carried a hint of skepticism, and her question piqued my curiosity. Who was she, and why did she seem so possessive of Luka's attention? My heart raced as I waited for Luka's response, hoping to gain insight into their relationship.

Luka's reply was steady and composed, a testament to his calm nature even in the face of doubts. "Come on, Noemi. She is my girlfriend. Can't you give her a small chance, at least for my sake?" His words resonated with a gentle plea, and I admired his determination to bridge the gap between us.

However, Noemi's response sent a pang of hurt through me. "Why should I? From everything you've told me, she doesn't exactly sound like the best person." Her doubt lingered in the air, and her words cut through me like a knife. I knew why she thought that, but I couldn't help but feel hurt and broken by that comment. The weight of her words bore down on my already burdened heart, making me feel as if I was being judged solely based on my mistakes.

Hearing those words, an instinctual reaction surged within me, and I instantly wanted to turn and run away. The desire to escape from the pain and judgment overwhelmed me, but I fought against it, reminding myself that running away wouldn't solve anything. Instead, I took a deep breath, finding strength in the face of my vulnerability.

“Hey, Luka,” I said, plastering a smile on my face as I turned to look at Noemi, “Hello, I’m Marinette, I don’t believe we’ve had the pleasure of meeting before.” As I greeted Noemi with a smile, I couldn't help but feel a tinge of unease in the air. The tension between us was palpable, and I wondered how this encounter would unfold.

Mari! I'm so glad you're here," Luka said enthusiastically, introducing me to Noemi. "Marinette, this is Noemi, my best friend in the whole world. Noemi, this is Marinette, my girlfriend, and the one I've been telling you about."

As the words left his lips, I saw Noemi's eyes narrowing slightly, her gaze fixed on me. I felt a knot forming in my stomach, unsure of how she would react to me in person. Trying to ease the tension, I extended a hand towards her. "Well, hi, Noemi. It's a pleasure to meet you," I said, attempting to maintain a friendly demeanor.“She sure seems really cool.”

But before I could say anything further, Noemi interjected, correcting my assumption. "They," she-they said firmly, emphasizing their preferred pronouns, "I'm Nonbinary, my pronouns are they/them."

"It's nice to meet you, Noemi," I said with a slight smile on my face, trying to maintain a friendly demeanor. "Luka hasn't really mentioned you before."

Noemi's guarded expression softened slightly, but skepticism still lingered in their eyes as they replied cautiously, "Well I’ve definitely heard about you." As the words left Noemi’s lips I couldn’t help the glare that settled on my face as I looked at them.

"I understand that you may have reservations about me based on what Luka has shared. But I want you to know that I'm genuinely trying to be a better person and to make things right. Luka means the world to me, and I would never intentionally hurt him."

Noemi's response came out with a scathing edge, cutting through the air like a sharp blade. "Sure, that's why you constantly ditched him, consistently neglected him, and left him hanging high and dry." Their tone was filled with accusations, and I felt the weight of their words pierce my heart.

Luka's expression shifted from surprise to concern, his eyes searching for a response from me. I felt a mix of emotions welling up inside me – guilt, shame, and frustration at myself for hurting Luka repeatedly.

"It's not like that," I tried to explain, my voice tinged with regret. "I never intended to hurt him. It's just…”

“Just what Marinette?” They asked and I couldn’t bring myself to answer, “That's what I thought. Excuses," they retorted, their voice dripping with sarcasm. "You know, Marinette, actions speak louder than words. Luka deserves better than someone who prioritizes everything else over him.”

"I... I never meant to hurt him," I stammered, my voice wavering with emotion. "I care about him so much, but it's just so complicated.”

Noemi's expression remained unyielding, unmoved by my attempt to justify my actions. "That may be true, but you also have a choice. You can choose to prioritize Luka and your relationship with him. But it seems like you've already made your choice."

Tears welled up in my eyes as I felt the weight of their words. I had made choices, and they had consequences. I had hurt Luka, and it was a painful truth I couldn't escape. Noemi's presence only served as a reminder of my failures. I took one more look at Luka, my vision blurred by tears threatening to spill.

"I..." I started, my voice choking with emotion, "I have to go." I managed to say as tears streamed down my cheeks. I turned away, unable to bear the pain of facing Luka and Noemi in that moment.

As I ran, my heart felt heavy with regret and sorrow. The conversation with Noemi had opened my eyes to the damage I had caused, and it was overwhelming. I didn't want to face Luka until I could sort through my feelings and find a way to make things right.

In the midst of my tears, I heard Luka's voice calling after me, but I couldn't bring myself to stop. My emotions were in turmoil, and I needed time to gather my thoughts and find a way to fix what I had broken.

XoXo Rowan

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hi baby, could I please request cg yeonjun x little fem reader? please with one of the prompts "use your words sweetheart", or "shh, you're safe. I won't let you go", whichever one speaks to you more. I'm not quite sure about everything yet as you know, but I think I'd like little age to be around 6-8 if that's okay? >¬< love u <333333

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Shibuya Sky

It had been a such long time since Yeonjun had gone on a proper vacation; with his occupation taking up the majority of his time, he rarely got the chance to relax and spent time with you. That's why this particular vacation was so special to him and he was grateful to be spending it with you, in the one place you both dreamed of visiting for as long as the two of you could remember. Shibuya, Japan; fashion central. He dragged you right into the heart of it, excited to explore every crevice, to find all the different shops, latest fashion trends of Japan, and to see all the sights of the big city. You'd end up with a million bags if you didn't stop him but a part of you didn't want too, you had never seen him this excited, and you knew he fully intended to buy anything his little princess desired.

Yeonjun had quite the eye for fashion. But so did you, leading to you both picking out different outfits for each other and disappearing into the dressing rooms before reappearing fully transformed into the dazzling outfits. Showing off your chosen fits for each other, you both put on a performance; walking up at down the boutique's spacious aisles and striking dramatic poses, your own little couple fashion show.

"Ahh! Look at my babygirl. Grr... I wanna make everyone close their eyes so only I can look at my little cutie forever.", he cooed, squishing his hands against your cheeks and leaning down to place a rough yet loving smooch on your forehead before you could even get a good look at the outfit he was modeling for you. Frustrated, you pouted. You knew that he knew what he was doing. It was so easy for him to make you feel small, he was your weakness.

"Aww, my pouty baby. Come on, we're going somewhere you'll like very much.", he gave you a cheesy grin before speaking to the person at the register to ring up the many outfits the two of you had chosen. Exiting the store in your newly purchased matching outfits, the two of you looked like runway models; matching red jackets, yours a deep velvet corduroy whilst he wore a large faux fur coat, underneath that you modeled a tight black and white patterned camisole, black lace neatly sewn across the neckline as your boyfriend had a simple black tee. Your short denim pleated skirt displayed your pretty legs, meanwhile, for your feet, you sported black high heel boots with Yeonjun paired in denim and shiny boots too. To top it all off, you wore a complementary red beret and your signature pink-tinted sunglasses.

From there you left your bags with his personal driver, as he pulled you toward a tall building, Shibuya Sky. You didn't look up. You didn't need to look to know it was much taller than you'd like. But Yeonjun was right there, holding your hand as you entered the glamorous, chic giant and made your way toward an escalator. Your boyfriend could sense your anxiety, though it was unknown why. Chalking it up to a fear of escalators, he thought it over. It was hard to avoid in such a place. So, he squeezed your hand twice, waiting for you to squeeze back, then repeat. Keeping your eyes on him, before you knew it, your trip up the escalator was over.

People blurring past you, Yeonjun eagerly tugged you along, two sets of ringed fingers intertwined, one with multicolored cute designs and the other with silver fashion rings, to a blinding vision of pink and white. A Hello Kitty shop. Hello Kitty merchandise of all sizes and types lined the walls. As your eyes darted around, taking everything in, the first thing they settled on was a Hello Kitty plushy that was nearly as big as you. Toddling over to it with wide eyes, as if pulled by an unseen force, you balled your fists in your red jacket sleeves, holding them tightly to your chest.

"Baby wants the big plushy??", he whispered with a little giggle, knowing very well what was happening. Stressed with Uni, you needed this vacation just as much as he did. But he felt it wouldn't really be a vacation if you were trapped in your thoughts as always. His little one deserved to be carefree and happy. He'd planned the entire day, focused solely on you.

Feeling shy, you merely nodded, a faint blush covering your cheeks as you blinked with big baby eyes at him, shifting between his many shiny accessories and his pretty dark eyes that smiled down at you.

"Daddy... wan that.", you looked at the little girl in a passing stroller who sported a Hello Kitty pacifier. Yeonjun looked around, but came up empty handed, resulting in a very pouty baby.

"They must have bought it somewhere else, baby. But Daddy promises he'll hunt to the ends of the earth to get you a Hello Kitty paci, Princess. How does that sound??", he squished your cheeks, pressing kisses to your forehead repeatedly until he heard little giggles of "stop it".

After spending what was definitely too much money on Hello Kitty merchandise, Yeonjun called his driver to pick up the rest of your things so he could take you to the Boba shop across the way that you'd been eyeing, it advertised an especially delicious looking puppy shaped cream bun.

The day had been perfect. You had your Daddy, you had your treats. So happy to be in his arms, you hadn't even realized you were being whisked away somewhere new, or even up a particularly large escalator. Unbeknownst to you, you were already on the ninth floor and rising. It only hit you as you landed on the twelfth floor, a seating area he had planned to sit with you while you enjoyed your treats, but that hardly matter when the endlessly humungous windows overlooking the buildings and the streets below you came into vision. Yeonjun didn't know this, but you could barely stand the height from standing on a chair let alone being over ten stories from the ground.

Before you could get your bearings, your knees tremble and give out, slamming hard on the ground while you grip onto your Daddy's pant leg for dear life. Already drowning in dizziness as things blurred around you, panic sets in. The lights seemed so bright, the walls too close as if you could fall right through the wide and tall windows before you. Deaf to your own heavy breathing, it starts to feel as if you're suffocating, all within a matter of minutes, before Yeonjun could even grasp what was happening. Scooting backward from the windows until you hit a wall, he tried to keep you from hiding within your knees.

Lifting your head with both his hands, he tried to block your vision from looking at anything but him. "Baby, you gotta tell Daddy what's going on.", he tried to swallow his own anxiety as he watched you fall apart before him. Incoherent sobs were all that left your lips.

"Use your words, sweetheart. Deep breath, use your words.", he cooed, taking a deep breath as well so you would follow his lead.

"High. T-too high.", you hiccupped through more sobs, "'m scared.."

Only then did it hit him, "Daddy's so so sorry, baby girl.", he cursed to himself, wishing he had known, unable to imagine what he had put you through today. Just like he had learned from your therapist, he calmed your breathing and coaxed you into his arms before being the bearer of bad news.

"We gotta go back down..."

You lost it all over again, "Daddy, I can't!!".

People were staring now. You were too delirious to care and he only hoped no one would say anything, he didn't have the strength to keep from hitting someone on your behalf right then.

"Hey, hey! Baby girl." He whispered, commanding your attention through your stifled sobs, "I know. You can close your eyes, I'll hold you the entire time. You know I would never, ever let anything bad happen to you. You know that, Princess."

Suddenly he remembered something. Reaching into his pocket to feel around for it, he nearly gasped in relief knowing he'd actually done something right today. He had pocketed one of your pacis earlier in the morning just in case, as he usually did.

"Okay, we're gonna stand up now, and Daddy's gonna huh you alright?", he showed you the baby-pink paci he held in his hand, "it's not Hello Kitty but would you like to suck on your paci for now, sweetheart?"

Nodding, you let him slip it into your mouth, having you stand so he could hug you close, shielding you from peering eyes. "Good girl.."

Rubbing your back, he cooed soft praises and comforting words, knowing he was the only one seeing his precious little one this way. All anyone else would see was a hugging couple, nothing more and definitely nothing less.

Holding you tightly to his chest, Yeonjun finally managed to get you to go back down the escalator with him, "Shhh, you're safe. I won't let you go.", he was thankful he hadn't decided on the side of the building with the larger view.

"Good thing I didn't take you to Tokyo Skytree, heh. Or the top floor for that matter...", he chuckled bitterly to himself.

Deciding that was enough eventfulness for one day, it was straight to the hotel for you to rest until he'd take you for dinner. It was obvious you were exhausted, and he was still working on grounding you in such a fragile state of mind, his little one. Holding you to his chest on the white sheets on the room's king bed, he had you tap out the beat of his heart on his arm. But soon the taps slowed. Tap tap.... tap.. tap.....tap..... Peaking down at you, he saw your pretty long lashes fallen completely shut, your breathing finally deepening, sinking into a much-needed slumber. Letting a small smile form on his lips, he sighed.

"Room service it is."

🧸End note: (been waiting to post this for a hot minute) as an author I know I shouldn’t write with someone specific in mind when I write these, but you’re my best friend and I absolutely couldn’t help it… I love you, Julia💕

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nothing-but-dreamy · 3 years

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ISEKAI

Pairing: FFXV! NYX ULRIC x GENDER NEUTRAL!READER

Words: 5.205

Warnings: none;

A/N: I'm sorry that this request took me so long. Mostly, because I really loved the idea. Therefore, I really hope you will like it. I had much fun to write it.

Summary: Because of a mysterious accident you land in Eos. Finding yourself in an unknown world, you're happy that you got help by someone. Nyx saves your life and quickly, he sees more in you than just a person who was in danger.

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You were bored. Like, really bored. Your life was barely special before Corona had overtaken the world and now, with all the quarantines, restrictions and rules, the excitement was ... zero.

So, out of boredom, you started to clean your apartment. Every single corner. All of it. From your loudspeakers, random music was playing to cheer you up. Mostly soundtracks of everything you liked: Supernatural, Marvel, Dr Who, Game of Thrones, Lord of the Rings ... whatever there was in the gaming, movie or TV orbit drifting around, you probably liked it.

So, while you were humming with the latest tune of some triple A video game, you put the vacuum cleaner away to get a black cloth for a last task on your list before everything would be shiny again in your small apartment: the mirrors.

With slow, circling moves, you wiped over the reflecting surface. Your face was staring back at you. Mocking you. You and your boring life even without a pandemic. Sometimes, you even got the feeling of not being in the right place. That you should be somewhere else. That you belonged somewhere else. Where you would have friends and maybe even a partner…

Your eyes were taunting you. They reminded you of all the dreams you had in your youth. All the adventures you wanted to go on. All the exotic countries you wanted to visit. All the food you wanted to discover and yet, you were captured in a boring life, cleaning your apartment at 6 pm because you got nothing else better to do.

You looked into your own eyes, the cloth still touching the mirror as you whispered to yourself, "You know, it would be so great to be somewhere else. Just to be ... Away! Away! Away!"

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"I hate these trips!", Libertus complained for the third time since they had passed the wall.

Nyx rolled with his eyes but stayed silent. He was still slowly polishing his blades. As he looked up, his eyes met the smirking expression of Pelna who thought the same as Nyx: 'cry-baby'

"Could you please shut up? Would you rather clean the training court instead?", Crowe asked, annoyed about Libertus' non stop whining.

"At least, it wouldn't be less dangerous.", Libertus argued, crossing his arms over his chest.

Crowe leant forward, supporting herself on her knees, "Oh, really? You remember the last time where we got charged with the cleaning task? Three barracks were burning, one was smoldering and the smell of smoke lingered in the Kingsglaive headquarters for three weeks.", she pointed out.

Libertus stretched out his arms as a question, "What? I just wanted to help and to dry everything faster!"

"Yes! With fire magic, god dammit! You're not the best with magic. At all. Just ... don't do that. This mission will be a bit ... easier, I hope."

Nyx' scoffed, "Please... What shall happen on a routine mission to kill some animals which are terrorizing the outskirts?"

Little did he know...

"Here kitty, kitty!", Pelna called out and tried to gain the attention of some Sabertusks that had been running into small woods.

"Seriously?", Crowe asked, crossing her arms with a frown on her face.

"What? Somehow we have to get their attention back or do you wanna run after them into the woods where the space is crap to fight against them?", Pelna argued.

Libertus stepped next to Crowe while Nyx was a bit closer to the woods and watched the scene closely. Somehow, it had become silent. Too silent for Nyx’ liking. Not one single sound was to be heard except the soft rustling of the leaves of some trees.

Then, he heard something in the distance but the bikerings of his friends were too loud, so Nyx couldn't locate the source of the sound or what it was at all. After another moment had passed, Nyx turned around with a stern expression, "Guys! Could you shut up, please? I heard something!"

"What did you hear?", Libertus asked and earned a rolling of Nyx' eyes.

"I don't know because you're still talk-", but Nyx stopped as he heard this voice again. This time it was louder and came from the nearby woods.

"Help! Anyone help me!"

"Have you guys heard it?", Nyx asked and stepped forward, closer to the voice. He still couldn't see the source so his eyes darted around to find it.

Pelna stepped to Nyx' side, "It came from the woods."

"Yes, but I can't see from where.", Nyx answered serious, drawing his brows together in concern. Running blind was a bad idea. Nyx still searched the area until a figure emerged from a bunch of bushes, running and stumbling forward.

Shocked, Nyx watched you. You were dressed in some casual, short clothes. It could be just something comfortable to chill or something to sleep with. But whatever it was, it wasn't suitable for someone who was out in the wild. So, the first impressions Nyx had about you were: reckless and … cute

"Help! Please, someone help!", you cried out once again while you stumbled forward, flailing with your arms to keep your balance. Four mean and vicious lonking beasts were chasing you. The animals were jumping out of the woods and caught up on you quickly.

This was enough for Nyx to react, "Guys! Take care of the Sabertusks! I will hurry to help them!", he commanded as he saw you falling to the ground, lying there in shock while waiting for the beasts to attack you. Without a second thought, Nyx threw his Kukri to your position.

Screaming and wheezing you crawled back over the ground, cutting deep into the palms of your hands with sharp stones. Backwards, you tried to create as much space as possible for the monsters with the ugly head, the sharp teeth and deadly claws.

Once again, you cried out for help as something appeared in front of you with a soft sizzling and a sound like fire cracking. You blinked for a moment and then, a man was emerging in front of you. He was surrounded by sparks and glitter. He knelt in front of you on one knee with burning scars in his face.

You cried out in surprise and fear, trying to crawl away from him but Nyx raised his hands to soothe you, "It's okay. You're safe now.", he said, trying to calm you but he still saw the panic in your eyes.

You crawled further till your back hit a huge rock, so your way was blocked. The guy looked back at something before he turned back to you. Obviously, he was pleased with what he saw because his expression was more relaxed than before. You noticed his incredible blue eyes and his handsome face. He looked strange with the hairstyle and the tattoos on his face. Strange but not scary, quite the opposite, which made it easier for you to calm down.

While putting away the Kukri, Nyx noticed that you became calmer even if your breath was still erratic. The pure panic became less and left were two beautiful eyes staring right back at him. Your whole appearance was eye-catching as he looked past all the dirt. Slowly, he crawled closer to you, "I won't hurt you. My name is Nyx. What's your name?", he said soothingly, stretching out his hand to you to show you that he was unarmed.

You calmed down by the sound of his warm voice and the sight of the smile on his full lips, "My... My name is YN.”

Nyx smiled softly as he heard your nice voice. As you shot him a weak smile, he felt his heart making a little jump because it was so beautiful. There was something on you he liked immediately. Quickly, he checked your skin but except for a few scratches and bruises, he couldn’t see any serious wounds, “Nice to meet you, YN. Are you hurt?”

You shook your head while moving your arms and legs a little bit to check on them, “I- I'm fine- ahhh!", you cried out in shock about the view of one of the mean beasts that had chased you as its head appeared next to Nyx'. You panicked and luckily, you passed out finally so you wouldn't notice how Nyx with the nice eyes would die before you would get killed as well.

As Nyx saw you passing out, he reached out for you, catching your shoulders before your head could hit the ground and placed your upper body on his lap. As you were secure, Nyx looked up and watched Libertus stepping closer with a dead Sabertusk body as a trophy raised in the air. He was covered in blood and had a big grin on his lips. Annoyed, Nyx sighed, "Great job, idiot.", Nyx said with you unconscious lying in his arms.

***

As you awoke, you found yourself in a room. It was grey, plain, simple and you were alone. Slowly, you sat up, your head was slightly spinning and a dull pain throbbed behind your temple but your vision became slowly clearer. As you looked around, your eyes landed on a neat folded pile of clothes. Your own were torn and dirty and so, you were thankful to change them.

While you dressed in plain black pants and shirt, you heard sounds coming from behind the door. You considered staying in the safeness of the room but your curiosity won. So, you sneaked out, looking left and right the hallway before you followed the undefined sounds.

After a few metres, you found yourself faced with the view of a courtyard. You were on the second floor and looked into a wide open area. There were men flying and jumping around, all dressed in black, uniform-like clothes. They were appearing and disappearing quickly. Someone started in one corner and landed immediately in another across the field accompanied with sparks and glitter. That you had seen this effect once before calmed you.

Like a circus show, the people were making flic-flac or somersaults. A thought struck you: maybe you got rescued by a bunch of acrobatics and the strange animals had been part of their show? You leant against the handrail to watch them excited.

Suddenly, a man, who stopped right in front of you, keeping himself steady with his hands on the handrail, brought you out of these deliberations and out of your fascination, "Oh, hey, sleeping beauty! Are you good?", the tall guy asked. But unfortunately, it wasn't the one with the incredible blue eyes.

"Libertus! Back to training!", someone called out in a harsh tone, commanding the man away from you.

"Sorry, I have to go.", and with that said, the man called 'Libertus', threw his blade and disappeared in a fog of sparkling stuff.

Still amazed, you watched the others and their 'training', leaning against the handrail with your arms again. As you got used to their tricks, you liked to watch them and how easy it seemed to move so quickly around.

So, as someone appeared next to you, you were startled about the sudden sound of an unknown voice. The owner was tall, with broad shoulders and dressed in a heavy outfit with leather and decorations, "Hi, good to see you awake. My name is Titus Drautos. I’m the Captain of the Kingsglaive.", he introduced himself seriously but calmly.

You frowned, "Kingsglaive?", you asked. You never had heard such a name.

"Yeah... They are the Kingsglaive.", Drautos said and pointed at the jumping figures, "How do you feel?", he asked, checking you quickly but your eyes were clear and there was no other sign of sickness.

"Oh, I'm feeling good again. Thank you.", you said politely, unsure if he wanted to know more but you also felt uncomfortable around him even if you couldn't say why.

"Is there anything I can do for you?", Drautos said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

"Yeah, actually, I would like to speak with the man who saved me. I would like to thank him. I think 'Nyx' was his name?", you said carefully, watching the Captain’s reaction.

Drautos looked at you for a split second before he shrugged with his shoulders, stepping forward to the handrail, "Ulric!", he called out.

A few seconds later, you watched how a man appeared in front of you, emerging from sparks and glitter like on the field. This time, you were calmer and so, you were impressed how he did this. You never had seen something like this before. And once again, you noticed the glowing, fiery scars carved into his face and down his neck as he stepped in front of the Captain, taking position like a soldier.

"Yes, Sir?", Nyx said serious but already had caught sight of you staring at him. He was glad to see you awake and noticed you approaching with a curious glance. Your eyes were already distracting but Nyx tried to focus on his Captain.

"Since you were the one who had saved YN's life, I thought it would be just right if you would talk with them.", Drautos said serious, "Take care of them.", he said as if you wouldn't stay right next to him before he turned over to march away.

You stared after the tall man, "Actually, it wasn't his idea...", you said resentfully.

Nyx chuckled and closed up on you, "He seeks advantage from whatever he gets. Forget it. But I'm glad that you're awake again. You frightened me a lot as you passed out.", he said with a warm smile.

You chuckled shyly, rubbing the back of your neck, "Yeah...sorry for that. I never fainted before but on the other hand, I never was in such a scary situation."

"I know. Libertus can be frightening-"

"No! I meant this monster! I never saw something like this in my entire life.", you explained, shaking about the mere memory.

“You mean the Sabertusk?", Nyx asked, confused. Sure, not every Insomnian citizen knew all Lucis' animals or had seen them in real life but Sabertusks were so common that even the smallest kids knew about them.

"Saber- what? Nevermind. I just don't want to see any of this again."

Nyx chuckled, "Don't worry. Here in Insomnia, you're safe."

You tilted your head, "Insomnia?"

Nyx frowned and was concerned if you might have hit your head after all, "Yeah... Insomnia? The capital city of Lucis?"

You blinked several times because you had no idea what he was talking about, "Lucis? Is that a nickname for... Louisiana?"

Nyx stepped in front of you, looking in your eyes and checking your head but you seemed alright, "Amnesia, huh? Well, I guess this will be over soon. I'm sure it's coming from the shock. You're hungry?", he asked hopefully to be able to spend more time with you and watched how a broad smile spread on your lips.

"I'm starving!", you answered.

"Oh, no! Don't do that! Drautos will yell at me if I won't take good care of you.", he joked and showed you the way out of the headquarters.

As you stepped out of the building, you had no idea that the time for questions and wonders had just begun.

Nyx passed the entrance mindlessly and walked down the few stairs but as he couldn't hear you following him, he turned around just to see you staring at the skyline with big eyes. It was this moment where Nyx noticed two things:

First, the astonishment you showed as you looked at all the buildings and at the sky with the magical wall wasn't just an act and second, Nyx realized that he was attracted to you.

It was the second point that surprised Nyx the most. He barely knew you. He had just met you and still, there was something on you. He had felt it back on the field. Something he couldn't put a finger on. Were it your eyes? Or the way you looked at the surroundings as if you had never seen any of all this before? Or was it the way you looked at him?

Nyx thought about it like a magical aura that surrounded you. There was something on you he couldn't quite understand but he was eager to find out what it was. Amused but at the same time attentive, he watched you stumbling down the few stairs because your eyes were still directed at the sky. Nyx caught you at the last moment and shook his head with a grin, "Watch out, YN. Don't walk around so mindlessly or you will hurt yourself.", he whispered.

You noticed your cheeks redden, mostly as you felt Nyx’ strong hands on your body and how close he was, but as your eyes met his you saw the grin on his lips, "Usually, I'm more cautious but- have you seen the sky? It… Is it sparkling? It looks as if sparkling waves are spreading over the city…", you breathed, looking up once again.

Nyx looked from you at the sky and back at you before he placed you back on the ground, "Y-yeah… it's kinda sparkling. That's the magic of the crystal. The crystal which secures this city through the King's power?", he added as he saw your puzzled expression.

"Y-you… this city has a King? And a magical- what? A wall?"

"Very funny!", Nyx called out and laughed. He thought you would make fun of him but as you still stared at him with no amusement, he frowned, "Where do you actually come from?"

"Oh, I'm from New Jersey.”

“Never heard about it before. Come on, let us get something to eat and then we talk a bit.”

"What the hell is this building? Is this a church?", you asked, pointing at a building with two tall towers where something shot into the sky from the middle of the building, "This smoke looks … strange.", you pointed out.

This was the tenth question of that kind you had asked during the last five minutes. Nyx stopped in his tracks and looked at you, "It's the Citadel. The castle?", he tried to trigger your memories as you showed no reaction, "The 'smoke' you see there is actually the energy from the crystal that creates the wall. I told you about it before."

You nodded slowly, "Yeah… the crystal… You have some crazy stuff here.", you said, impressed, chewing on some spicy meat you had picked from a stick.

Before Nyx could react, he got a call and asked you to wait, "Ulric. Yes, Sir. Yes, we're still in the city. No, Sir.", he answered the questions asked by Drautos while he watched you wandering around. Nyx kept you in sight but was also fascinated by the way you looked at all the different things around you. He wouldn't call it naive but it seemed as if you were easily impressed. You found something interesting in the smallest things while Nyx caught himself by thinking about you as cute and … lovely.

Another question of Drautos brought Nyx back to reality and he realized that he stopped listening to his Captain a while ago, "Yes, Sir. I'm listening. Of course. Yes, I will take care of YN. Yes. Bye-", but the Captain already had hung up, "Good day to you, too, Sir."

As you noticed that Nyx was done with his call, you joined him again, "What was the matter? Are you in trouble?", you asked, concerned because you had hogged Nyx for quite a while.

"No, everything's good. It was just Drautos. Obviously, you're stuck with me a bit longer. I got the orders to look after you.", Nyx answered with a soft smile as he saw your worried expression which changed into a huge, charming, heart-stopping smile.

"Great. I still have a bunch of questions.", you said excitedly, linking your arm with Nyx' to wander further through the Crown's City.

***

But not just you had a lot of questions. Nyx too. In the beginning, he thought you would make fun of him as you asked so many things about the best known facts of Eos everyone actually knows.

But quickly, after Nyx had asked you a bunch of questions on his own, he realized that you weren't joking. Sure, as you told him that you came through a mirror, because you had been fallen through it, sounded more like a bedtime story for kids but you spoke about everything with so much conviction that Nyx believed you.

The Captain, slightly concerned about your state because Nyx had told him about his suspicion that you could suffer from amnesia, asked on a regular basis if Nyx had any new information about you. And not for one second, Nyx thought about telling him the truth.

He said neither something about your journey through the mirror nor about your life in New Jersey. That you knew nothing about Eos at all because this was simply not your world. He kept it all a secret.

Because Nyx felt the urge to protect you. Whenever he was with you in the past week he felt good. As if just your presence was able to lift his spirit. You were funny, curious and interested in him and in this, for you, new world. Nyx already liked you. A lot. It wasn't just attraction anymore, rather he really started to like you on a more emotional level even after this short of time. But he had no idea how you were thinking about him.

So, by the end of the week, Nyx collected as much courage as he could find, "Hey, uhm… Libertus and the others are meeting at Yamachang's. You… Do you wanna come with me? I- I mean us?", he asked and felt nervous. The whole week, he had been with you with no problem and now, he felt nervous because this question didn't belong to the Captain's order anymore to take care of you. For him, it was far more.

You saw the hope in Nyx’ eyes and the insecurity in his expression about what your answer would be. The past week, you had spent a lot of time with Nyx. You got to know him. His life as a Glaive. As a refugee. You had learned about his deceased family and his life in Galahd. And, not very surprisingly, you started to like the soldier with the greyish hair and the incredible blue eyes. For you, it was extremely hard to resist his charm and his handsomeness. And in the end, you didn’t want to resist him. You just had no idea how he thought about you.

You tried to get closer to Nyx so many times. You wanted to show him in a subtle way how you felt. Maybe, this invitation would give you the opportunity to make a move on him, "I would love to come with you.", the slowly growing smile on Nyx' lips gave you the sense to have done things right.

"YN, it's good to see that you're alright again.", Pelna said and gave you a drink.

"Yeah… Nyx did everything to bring me back on track.", you said and winked at Nyx who smiled shyly.

"The Captain already complained you two were just sightseeing all the time.", Crowe said jokingly.

You chuckled, scratching the back of your neck, "Yeah… I guess, the amnesia had hit me harder than I thought."

Nyx looked at you with a frown. After you had told him your story, he was sure you were okay. No amnesia or something like this. So, why were you sticking to this story instead of telling the truth?

"Oh, so, you remember where you come from and stuff?", Libertus asked.

You smiled at him, "Yes, of course.", you answered. Quickly, you checked on Nyx who still watched you. Were you seeing cautiousness in his eyes? Was he afraid of what you would say? You looked back at Libertus, "I come from Altissia. I was moving to Insomnia for a new job. As you found me, I was on my way but unfortunately, I had an accident with my car and then, the horrors with all these creatures started. You have to know, Altissia is built on water. We don't have such wildlife as Lucis has."

Nyx stared at you speechless. You were lying. Lying about everything. Effortlessly. But everything you said were things you knew from him. Nyx showed you a map of Eos. He told you as much as he knew about Lucis and Accordo. About all the differences he could remember. You turned your head and smiled softly at him. You even winked at Nyx and he saw in your eyes that you would explain it to him later.

You and Nyx walked side by side as you left Yamachang's a few hours later. The Crown's City was still buzzing. People were walking to bars, clubs and restaurants. You turned your head over to Nyx and because he was unusually quiet, you nudged his shoulder with yours, "You think they bought my story?"

Nyx looked at you with an unreadable expression, "You were lying."

"Yes and I hated it. Trust me. But what else should I say? The truth? That I fell through a mirror and landed here? Instead that I woke up in my bed in New Jersey, I awoke in an old hunters hut in the middle of nowhere?", you pointed out softly.

Nyx nodded. He understood your point. He was barely able to understand all this but he had accepted it. You had spoken so detailed about your home that there was no way that everything was just made up. But to explain everything to his friends would be maybe too much.

Suddenly, a thought struck his mind and he was surprised that he didn't have thought about this earlier. Carefully, he looked at you, "Do you miss it? Your … home, I mean."

Your brows shot up because you realized that you were barely thinking about your former life, "Actually, I uhm…", you whispered, searching for the right words, before you looked at Nyx and stopped. You had reached the plaza of the Citadel. You looked at the stream of magical power and at the beautiful sparkling light. The moon was already up and together it was a captivating view. You looked back at Nyx who waited patiently, "To be honest, I have barely thought about it since I've been here."

Nyx stepped closer to you. It was a moment that could change things and he felt it. Maybe it was silly to think about a future with someone he knew for just one week but here he was, looking into your enchanting, sparkling eyes and watching how your teeth were digging into your lower lip, "If it would be possible, if there would be a way, would you… go back?"

You also stepped forward with a pounding heart in your chest. For one week, you asked yourself how Nyx' lips would taste, how his hands would feel on your skin when he would want you and how soft his hair really felt between your fingers, "You know, as I was in this hut, before you found me? I tried to find a way to get back. Now, I think things might have changed.", you whispered.

Nyx' pulse quickened as he saw your breathtaking smile, "What has changed? I mean, this is not your world.", he said softly, stroking with the back of his hand over your cheek before he cupped your face carefully, "There's nothing that would keep you here.", he whispered.

You leant against his warm hand, even inhaling his scent, "For me, there would be a reason … rather… someone… to stay here.", you said, looking at Nyx in a certain way to tell him that you meant him. As you let your hands slid underneath his jacket, stroking over Nyx' chest, feeling him tensing, you saw that he understood, "But I- I'm not sure what this someone might think of it if I would want to stay.", you said meaningfully.

Nyx was nervous, excited and jittery at the same time. It had increased since you had started to touch him softly. Your affection gave him the courage to snake his other arm slowly around your waist to pull you closer, "You know, you have nothing to fear about this someone’s reaction. He would be more than happy to keep you here.", he breathed, nudging playfully your nose with his with a shy smile on his lips.

You mimicked his smile. The moonlight was sparkling in Nyx’ mysteriously glowing eyes which kept you in their spell, "Y- you're so sure about it?", you whispered.

Nyx nodded slowly, still looking into your eyes, "Yes, I am sure. YN, I… I'm falling for you. There's no doubt how I'm feeling about you. It's crazy because we just met one week ago but … you're so beautiful. And so amazing. The way you're interested in all these new things. How you look at everything … how you look at me… I wouldn't stop you if you really want to go back home but I… I would love to be the reason for you to stay here. With me."

You snaked your arms around Nyx' neck, pulling him closer, "You're the best reason I could ask for.", you breathed against his lips before you closed the gap finally.

Nyx responded to your move and kissed you deeply. His fingers found their way into your hair while he caressed your lips with his. The grip of his arm around you got even stronger to have you close while you played with his hair in a teasing way. He was overwhelmed by all the things he felt by just kissing you. No matter where you had come from, that you were there, with him, that you even existed was everything for him.

Under the magical, white moon of Lucis, Nyx gave you an unspoken promise. He wouldn't let you go. Never. From the beginning, you were more than just someone whose life he had rescued. You were what he had missed in his life all the time. He had been searching for something that had been out of reach. But obviously destiny meant it well and you had been falling into his life like a miracle. Literally. And Nyx would treat you like this. With his lips, he sealed this promise to you.

For the first time in your life, you felt as if you were in the right spot. You weren't misplaced anymore. You even had found people that already cared for you. You had found someone who wanted to keep you in his life. Maybe you should feel sad for leaving your former life just like that. Maybe you should feel lost because this wasn't your world. But in fact, you felt home. As Nyx kissed you, he showed you a future you never thought you would have.

For the first time, you felt excited for all the unknown things that were lying in front of you. You would discover all of these things. With Nyx by your side.

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Okay sooooo Todoroki , Tamaki and Shinsou when starting a family. Like fron being told that they are going to be dads to the moment the baby says its first words ? They all are going to have girls and Todo has twins because I'm weak to the knees with that hc. Sorry for bothering you

Omg no, it’s not a bother at all!!!! Dad AU is like my favorite thing of all time, I live for it tbh! And I also got your ask about writing for Mirio instead Shinsou, and I can definitely do that, no worries, it’s really sweet that you took the time to do that, I appreciate it ^^ When I start writing for Shinsou I’ll be sure to let you guys know! (Also - I’m not going to name the kids bc I suck at that, sorry!)

TODOROKI SHOUTO

For Shouto, even deciding to take the next step forward in your relationship was huge for him - fatherhood has a different weight for him than it might for someone else. He just knows that when he becomes a father he wants to do the best thing for his child(ren) and be the father he wishes he could have had.

So when you tell him that you’re pregnant, it’s a Big Deal to him. He immediately gets a little teary-eyed and holds you soooo tight. He just buries his face in your neck and murmurs, “I’m going to be a dad.” When he kisses you, you’re both smiling into the kiss.

He’s thrilled, but also super aware of the responsibility it is. From day one he does not take it lightly. He is reading up on everything about taking care of babies and making sure that everything is ready for when the baby comes.

He is the most caring when it comes to morning sickness or any other discomfort you might be feeling - he will do whatever he has to do to make things easier for you.

He pays special attention to your stomach nearly every night, talking softly and promising that he’ll do his best as a dad and saying how much he already loves him/her.

And then you find out that it’s actually TWINS and he is SHOOK - in his mind this kinda changes everything. He was mentally prepared for one baby, but not quite two so it takes a short adjustment period.

But the two of you talk it out and formulate plans for financially and logistically taking care of two babies, and it puts both of you really at ease again, and honestly he just starts to get excited that now there will be two babies to love, and that can’t be so bad, right?

And before he knows it, you’re calling him to say “This is it, it’s happening, I’m in labor *general panic ensues*” so naturally, he rushes home and takes you to the hospital, and he wants to freak out too, but he keeps a calm face hoping it will help you to stop panicking so much, he hates seeing you like this.

He holds your hand the whole time, lets you scream at him, and prays you don’t break any of his bones (you have quite the grip, it turns out)

But all of that is forgotten when you both hear first one, and then another cry, and when the nurse sets the babies on your chest for you to have a look at them, Shouto peers down too, and he is instantly in love in a way he hadn’t realized was possible.

You and your two beautiful, perfect baby girls are suddenly everything in the world to him. He looks at you with wonder in his eyes and presses one soft kiss after another to your lips, then ever so gently kisses each tiny forehead.

The two of you pass the babies back and forth and coo at them and just look down at their tiny scrunchy faces in awe - you can hardly believe this is real, it all feels like a dream. Finally the nurses come to take the babies away so you can have a bit of a chance to rest and you suddenly realize how tired you are.

Shouto spends the entire night in the hard, uncomfortable chair by your bed, and every so often he’ll just reach out to brush the hair away from your sleeping face. He just loves you and your daughters so much.

Life with two babies is hard. It definitely takes some time to work out the best way to take care of them both, but somehow, the two of you do it. You make a great team, and that’s especially evident now.

He’s such a caring, attentive father - he wants to make sure each and every need is met and that both of your girls get plenty of love. He’s always kissing their chubby cheeks and blowing raspberries on their stomachs to see them giggle. It’s heartwarming to watch.

They both say their first word on the same day - one is “kitty” because she’s obsessed with your cat, and the other is “Daddy” (he’s gonna pay for that later but he’s so over the moon he doesn’t even care)

Bottom line, sometimes he worries whether he’s really the best father he can be for your girls, but you’re always the one to assure him that he’s doing the best you could possibly hope for and you wouldn’t change a single thing about your life right now.

AMAJIKI TAMAKI

It shouldn’t come as much of a surprise to Tamaki that you’re pregnant, because the two of you have been hoping for a baby for a while now, but you know your husband and so you know that you have to tell him as gently and carefully as possible because you know he’ll still freak out.

You take his hands and smile at him, and he can tell something is up so oh god he’s getting nervous already, but your soft voice calms him like it always does. “Tamaki, I took a test today. I’m pregnant.” And he’s just... blink. blink. realization. When it hits him, his eyes go so wide, and he covers his face with his hands and leans into you.

You wrap your arms around him and ask if he’s okay, and he finally takes his hands away from his face so he can hold you close and murmurs, “I’m just so happy.”

And he is - he’s absolutely over the moon, nothing can ruin his high. Whenever he’s cuddling you, his hands are always at your belly, giving it feather-light touches as he talks softly to your baby.

Your morning sickness does make him a bit nervous, and he’s always there to rub your back and make sure you’re okay, he wonders if you should stop working now and you just laugh - you’re on desk duty anyway, you’d go crazy if you stopped working with 7 months of your pregnancy to go.

He’s always asking you how you’re feeling and doing everything he possibly can to ease your workload at home. He takes on most of the work in the nursery because there’s no way he’ll let you be around the paint or the heavy lifting involved in assembling all the furniture.

The closer it gets to your due date, the more worried he gets about all the things that could potentially go wrong, and you end up having to reassure him a lot.

When the day comes, he’s a MESS. He feels like he’s floundering around while you’re the one taking charge which just makes him feel worse, but he gets you to the hospital and he refuses to leave your side the whole time despite the urge to puke which never quite leaves him - he knows you’re going through much, much worse. He keeps talking to you, and finally it’s over.

When I tell you he cried when he saw your daughter for the first time - he took one look at the little tiny face and the teeny pointed ears and just lost it. Part of him wanted to curl up into a little ball to process all of this, but that would mean he had to take his eyes off of you and his daughter and that is one thing he will not do.

He gives you a very salty, wet kiss before he settles in next to you, half-sitting on the bed so he can get the best view possible of this impossibly tiny little human that was created by the two of you. He doesn’t even know how long the two of you spend, just looking down at her.

He doesn’t even care about any hospital rules or whatever, he just crawls into the bed next to you as soon as the nurse leaves, and cuddles up to you, telling you to sleep now because you’ve had a long day and you deserve it. Meanwhile he just lays there with you in his arms and thinks about you and your daughter.

He is the sweetest Dad ever. He always makes time for her, even when he has to go back to work he talks to her and kisses her little face and helps you out as much as he can.

HE IS SO PROUD OF HIS DAUGHTER. He wants to show her off to everyone. He cannot get enough of her.

Her first word is some form of the word “butterfly” because he points one out to her whenever he sees one and one day she saw it first and pointed to it and tried to say “butterfly” and his heart exploded in his chest, rip Tamaki.

He tells you every chance he gets how happy he is, and how he wouldn’t trade his life for anything.

TOGATA MIRIO

(Have you seen Mirio with Eri? SWOON, he’s going to be the best dad EVER)

The two of you have spent so much time with Eri that it isn’t long after you’re married that you decide to have a child of your own. It just seems like the natural next step.

The two of you are sitting there side by side waiting for the test results, and you’re practically shaking in anticipation, he has his arm around you to keep you calm - but you snatch up the test the moment the timer is up and when you see the positive result you both SCREAM.

He is cheering and spinning you around, he is so excited to take this next step with you because he can’t wait to watch you be a mom to your child. Then he sets you down very carefully because he’s remembered that there’s a baby inside of you and he wants to be gentle.

He is the one kissing your stomach at every opportunity, telling the baby how much he loves it and how excited he is to meet it. He has full blown conversations with your stomach, which makes you laugh, but you can’t helping feeling all warm inside when you think about what a great dad he’s going to be.

He is right there every step of the way, helping you out with whatever you need and taking care of anything that he can so you don’t have to. He just wants to make life as easy for you as possible since you are growing an entire human being.

He goes all out with the nursery, making sure that your baby has the best of the best in everything, and as many toys as possible. The room is stuffed to the max, you can hardly move in it.

You wake up in the middle of the night and realize that this is happening so you shake him awake, and he immediately sits straight up - he practically carries you all the way to the hospital (you have to remind him that cars exist)

Once you’re there, he’s right by your side, chanting as much encouragement as he can at you and insisting that you squeeze his hand as hard as you need to. Seeing you in so much pain is very hard for him, he nearly cries (and it’s totally not because you’ve just crushed his hand), but soon enough it’s over.

When he sees your little girl for the first time, it’s all over for him. He’s absolutely smitten. He just wants to hold the both of you in his arms forever. He alternates between kissing each of your foreheads, saying “I love you” over and over again.

It feels like the two of you are in your own little world, floating on a cloud of happiness. Even with all of the struggles that come with taking care of a baby, you face everything together, and your little girl makes it all so worth it.

She’s so cheerful and happy all the time, the sound of her laughter makes Mirio’s heart practically beat out of his chest. Making her laugh is his new single mission in life.

Now, you know that Eri is absolutely smitten with her. She sees her as much as possible, always playing with her and making her giggle. So when her first word is “Eri”, it doesn’t really come as a surprise, but it sure stings a little. She’s so cute when she says it, though, that it passes quickly.

Mirio is just BIG HAPPY. He couldn’t ask for a better life or family, and he makes sure that he tells you that every day.

#I AM SO SOOOFFFTTT #mha x reader #bnha x reader #Todoroki Shouto #Todoroki Shouto x reader #Todoroki x reader #Amajiki Tamaki #Amajiki Tamaki x reader #Amajiki x reader #Tamaki x reader #Togata Mirio #Togata Mirio x reader #Mirio x reader #request

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chronicallylatetotheparty · 3 years

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Two Gods, One Braincell Ch.7 Epilogue: Quest's End

Summary: Start New Game?

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Adrien's head thumped onto the desk stacked high with files, forms and other official documents from the Office of Celestial Sorting. "I can't believe they made us fill out our own paperwork," he groaned without looking up.

"What did ya think was gonna happen, god?" Nino dropped another stack of forms next to the ones already present. "Alya thinks one of the council members is hoping you'll incarnate out of sheer boredom. That way you'll be out of her hair for a century or something.

"Coward."

Kagami sat at a desk next to Adrien. She stamped the paper in front of her, signed it and traced her name in magic before setting it on the completed pile -which was much higher than Adrien's- before starting on the next one.

"If she wanted us out of the way she should have petitioned for us to descend as immortals instead of settling for a single mortal lifespan."

"I wouldn't mind incarnating again," Adrien mumbled thoughtfully without lifting his head.

Nino snorted as he took Kagami's finished pile. "Better hurry up, god. Or Kagami will leave you all on your lonesome."

Adrien suddenly sat upright. "A God of Destruction shouldn't be resigned to filing paperwork! It's unnatural!"

Laughing as he made his way to one of the exits, Nino almost stumbled into the bookshelves full of scrolls and tablets.

Pouting, Adrien slumped back in his seat. "Well it is!"

A smile tugged at Kagami's lips and she let it. "We know. That's why it's so funny."

"I could hear Nino's laugh all the way into the outer court," Marinette said by way of announcing herself. "What're you up to?"

"Marinette!" Adrien opened his eyes wide and innocent. "Nino and Kagami are bullying me!"

"Well, you're the one who agreed to bond with her," Marinette pointed out. "It's not like you didn't know what you were getting into."

"Rude," Adrien and Kagami replied in unison.

Marinette merely grinned smugly.

"If you're not going to assist then away with you," Kagami dismissed only half seriously. "You're distracting Adrien."

Adrien coughed, shifting his eyes out of their cat-like state and looking away from Marinette. Pretending he didn't just try to use her weakness to cute things against her.

A knowing look came into Marinette's eyes. "And here I was, coming to tell you about a certain island to the east." She fanned herself with official-looking paperwork.

Adrien's eyes followed the scroll like a cat staring at his prey.

"The mortals there could really use some help." She glanced at the scroll in her hand as though just noticing it. "Oh! And I just so happen to have signed permission by the council to send a Destroyer and a Storm God! What a coincidence!"

Kagami glanced at Adrien who was practically vibrating with excitement.

"But!" Marinette slowly made to put the divine document away. "I can tell when I'm not wanted. Guess I'll have to find some other deities for the-"

In a blur of shadow the scroll was out of Marinette's hand and in Adrien's. Kagami held her paperwork in place with her arms so it wouldn't blow away in the wind of his movement. Even so, scrolls scattered everywhere.

"Thank you so much Marinette we won't forget this see you soon bye now. Mwuah!" Kissing her forehead Adrien rushed out of the Office of Celestial Sorting. Nearly trampling Nino on his way back.

Marinette blinked at his retreating form. "Well... okay?"

Kagami sighed fondly as she stood. "Always jumping first." She gave a bow of her head to Marinette. "We appreciate your consideration." And then hurried to catch up to Adrien. Dragon tail almost knocking over a bookcase as she shifted at the threshold.

"... No, gods. That's okay. I already got someone to do your paperwork. Yes, I know I'm the best."

"They ran off as soon as you gave them the scroll didn't they, goddess?" Nino picked up some of the scattered papers and set them on the desks.

"Ha! Adrien didn't wait for that!" Marinette turned on her heel, away from the door. "Snatched it right outa my hands like... like..."

"A cat?" Nino suggested with a wry grin.

"Exactly!" Marinette snapped her fingers for emphasis.

Nino couldn't help but laugh at her annoyance. "At least you got my god out before he tore the place down... again."

Marinette gave a long-suffering sigh as she plopped dramatically onto a nearby chair. "Oh, what am I to do with such unruly deities?"

"Send them to deal with natural disasters, apparently," Nino deadpanned, eyeing her suspiciously. "I thought Gods of Destruction were supposed to cause disasters?"

"Details!" Marinette waved this away as she attempted to hide her smirk with a fan she just materialized. "Besides, Adrien will figure it out." He always does.

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It wasn't long before Kagami caught up with Adrien at the celestial bridge. Despite his eagerness to leave the heavenly realm the bridge kept to its own time. "Jumping at the chance for another quest? You never change, Adrien."

Adrien's feline features weren't good at expressing emotion but she saw his amusement nonetheless. "I don't see you slowing down," he replied, barely slowing down.

"Ha! You didn't even let Marinette finish before dashing off!" Kagami accused in fond exasperation, a growl unintentionally coloring her words.

Ears pulling back, Adrien pouted. His kitty-cat eyes far more effective as an actual cat.

"What are you looking at me for? Marinette's the one who's going to give you an earful!" Kagami teased.

"If I do well she won't have anything to complain about," he said, not quite convincingly.

"Do you even know what the intervention is supposed to be?"

Halting suddenly, Adrien shifted out of his animal form. Kagami jerking to a stop as she passed him.

Nose wrinkling in distaste, Adrien unfurled the scroll. "Something about an island? I'm sure..." He blinked at the paper in surprise.

Shifting, Kagami raised an eyebrow as Adrien trailed off. She leaned over his shoulder to see what had him so out of sorts. "...A volcano?"

Adrien jumped at her voice, startled back into action. "No," he scolded the scroll. "No no no." Adrien glanced from the document to Kagami's face and back again. "I don't stop volcanoes from erupting! That is the opposite of what I do!"

"Heh," Kagami chuckled as laughter built in her chest. Growing rapidly, leaking out as small snickers until it escaped in one loud, drawn out laugh. Hand covering her mouth in a vain attempt at stifling it.

Adrien narrowed his eyes at Kagami as she caught her breath. "You think this is funny?"

"Look at it this way," Kagami stared shamelessly into his eyes, lips pulling into a smirk. "You can hardly make things worse."

"Ha-ha," Adrien replied sarcastically.

"It's not so bad," Kagami placed a hand on his chest as she looked up at him, "It is a tropical island, after all."

Cheeks reddening, Adrien bit his lip to keep from smiling. "I'm sure it'll be lovely buried in lava."

Kagami sighed, pulling away and turning from him. "You are lucky Mother approves of you-"

Adrien's arms wrapped around her from behind. "Luck has nothing to do with it," he murmured into her hair.

Leaning into his embrace ever so slightly, Kagami allowed herself a small smile. "Oh?" she asked innocently.

"She knows I'm a great catch for a dragon as impressive as her daughter."

"Interesting," Kagami pondered noncommittally, taking a step forward. Instead of keeping her still Adrien stepped with her. Not removing his arms. "And why is that?"

Squeezing her lightly Adrien listed some of the reasons he thought Tomoe had accepted their bond so easily. "Amazing sword skills, strong ties to the Gods of Creation, highest efficiency record among Gods of Destruction-"

"Exactly!" Kagami turned so she could look him in the eye. "A little volcano is nothing we can't handle!"

"...Heh." Adrien leaned down to place a kiss on Kagami's lips. "Always know what to say," he teased.

Hardly. "Of course!" Kagami looped her arm with Adrien's and pulled him into a stroll. "Don't I always?"

A spark of mischief came into Adrien's eye. "Mm, yes. I especially like your draconian determination."

Kagami shoved him. "Draconian?"

Adrien laughed as he corrected his stumble and began running. Heartbeat accelerating as Kagami gave chase.

"Draconian!?" Kagami demanded, a predatory grin spreading across her face.

Shifting, Adrien leapt out of the way as Kagami's scarlet scales coiled around the space he just vacated. She growled in annoyance and lunged for him again.

Evading her, Adrien's joy filled the sky surrounding the celestial bridge. Kagami thrilled at the chase and in his laughter. She felt like a child, barely a century old. Such was Adrien's presence in her life. And Kagami was determined not to let go.

Their game continued even as they passed into the lower world. Speeding toward a new adventure and all that lay beyond.

#adrien agreste #kagami tsurugi #adrigami #ml au #god au #ml fanfic

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reading-hub · 5 years

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Bakugou/shy reader - Studying

Contains: smut, bl*w jobs, face f*cking

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A study partner? Aizawa explained to them that last week's test was bombed significantly by almost a large portion of the class. Now guilt silence consumed class 1-A. [f/n] was nervous-no she was panicking! She wondered if she failed with the rest as well... Her worries were getting the best of her as they pilled on. Would she have to get one? If so, would she have to pick her own partner? And if not, she just hopes she's not paired up with Bakugou. It's not that she hated him. She's just never had the chance to have a full-on conversation with the explosion boy. The only closest thing she ever had a conversation was him walking past her in the hallway. Not to mention her huge crush on him----WHAT?! who said that!

As for Bakugou take on this AND the smartest guy the class, he was pissed that he had to face the consequences along with everyone else, it wasn't his fault that so many people failed this ONE test. Not that it mattered. Aizawa furthered explained that it didn't matter if you were proficient in last week's test. They would be assigned partners as well. It would only be fair if everyone is assigned one, proficient or not. Ok, now Bakugous' blood was definitely at boiling point.

Aizawa paired these study partners carefully. He didn't want anyone to get distracted by a friend they would know too well-so no Kirishima. Nor could it be anyone that they would despise too much into not studying with at all-stupid Deku...

[F/n] was relieved, but she was still worried about whom she assigned to. As for Bakugou, he just wanted a partner that won't irritate him...

Skip to Saturday, and here you were standing in front of Bakugou's dorm room. You couldn't believe it! You secretly thought that this was all turning into a dream of yours. It was all falling too well into place...

Before you could knock, the door opened immediately, making you stand frozen and eyes wide like a deer in front of headlights. Bakugou stood there, sweatpants and a black tank top that was showing all of his jacked arms that he worked hard to become a hero.

The sight was too much to handle! You could faint right now!

"Hey, idiot." You blinked in response, bringing you back to reality. "Let's just get this study over with so I can do something worth my time." He left the door open for you to come in. You fumbled as you walked in, closing the door behind you, not wanting to make him anymore annoyed than he already was.

You turned around to see Bakugou sitting on the floor, his textbook and needed materials on the floor with him, you plopped yourself on the floor to join him after. You took this time to look around his dorm room. Which was surprisingly clean and organized. Was it always like this or did he tidy up knowing you were coming over?

An hour passed, this alone time together has made you fallen more in love with Bakugou than ever before. Something about him was to be admired for, in your eyes at least. It was possible you loved him simply because he was everything you weren't.

The things he did during the last two years of him at UA was a lifetime achievement for you. You never one to get out of your comfort zone so easily, the thought of you ever hurting someone on any level of emotional or physical would haunt you till your death, and when comparing quirks: he's got it all in the bag.

Not to mention how built he was...oh no. Your dirty mind was getting the better of you now.

"Hey, I'm done with my side of the study." He spoke. And that voice of his too! How rough and dominant it sounded to you. The things he'd demand from you during a passionate night, and you happily oblige him with no question after. The thought made you bite your lip in excitement...

You notice you were taking a while to answer back. "U-uh yeah, so am I..." Ugh, he probably thinks your stupid for answering him like that.

Little did you know, as you were distracted from your thoughts, you didn't see that Bakugou was eyeing you up and down, heck, he's been eyeing you the whole study session! Damn him for being too smart to study at all!

"How come you're so nervous all the damn time?" He bluntly said to you. You looked up at him, shocked. "I, uh..." Was he asking about you? Well, better not keep him waiting.

"It's just how I am." You said clear. "B-besides, not everybody can say that their study partner is Katsuki Bakugou." You looked down in embarrassment. All Bakugou could at that moment was smirk ever so deviously. An idea popped in his head at that moment, an idea that he sure as hell knew that you wouldn't mind making happen for him.

He just needed to egg you on a little further.

Without noticing, Bakugou moved inches closer to where you were sitting. "So you think I'll become a hero?" He asked, a little too sinister. You looked at him with wide eyes, you were too innocent for your own good. "Of course, Bakugou, I think you would be a great hero." You exclaimed.

He had you right where he wanted you. "Anything more than that?"

"Wha-what do you mean..?" Confused, just what exactly was he asking from you? "Ever saw me more than just a hero," He continued "perhaps maybe, the thought of me had your all panties soaked." How did he..?

Before you could fully understand, you felt a hand caress your own. It felt like your hand was getting a deep tissue massage, and Bakugou was providing it. Did he--?

"I've seen the way you avoided me." His tone was deep but it wasn't anger, maybe lust. "I thought it was because you were another extra who was weak-willed,"

"But then I notice how you easily it was to make your cheeks turn red, especially around me." You just didn't want this to end, it was plucked straight out of a fairy tale in your eyes. "So it wasn't out of fear, huh?" You shook your head. "It was something else?" He asked after that. You nodded vigorously.

You then felt something wet and warm around your neck. You gasped in shocked, only to realize you were too deep in Bakugou's words, that he's been getting closer and closer to you, to the point where he's licking and sucking your neck as we speak.

Meanwhile, you couldn't believe this was happening! It had to be a dream? Right??

His mouth hovered over your neck, leaving behind a little hickey he planted on you. "You want this, don't you?" He prodded. "Y-yes! Yes, I do, Bakugou!" You said, already in need of him.

He kissed you, roughly. His hands gripping the back of your hair from all the intensity that's happening right now in this room! Your hands also wandering around his shoulders and finally his chest. Lips still colliding with one another, Bakugou must have known you weren't exactly the most experienced, so tongue was out of the question, for now.

You both stopped, trying to breathe in any oxygen that escaped from both of you during that kiss. His body was on top of you, you underneath him like prey, and he was ready to eat you up...

Without any reaction, your body suddenly decided to do all the talking right now. Next thing you know, you're lifting your hips up and down, grinding on him. You both looked down, noticing that his sweatpants were giving him away, at how he was feeling you grind him like that. The sweatpants outlined what was down there, and your imagination did the rest...

Bakugou was heavily breathing from all this and had another idea.

"On your knees." He demanded. You being the submissive minx deep down, you happily nodded and did exactly just that.

Now here you were. On your knees, Bakugou sitting on his bedside, trying to rub himself out right in front of you. To have a front seat to all of this, suddenly have a pool of your own fluids below your waist.

Without warning, his dick was touching your lips, and you were smiling in lust. "Your quite dirty arent you, little slut." His devilish smirk came back again. His tone desperate and in want. You hummed in delight as you kitty licked the head of his cock.

"Heh, then why don't you put your whole mouth into it, huh?" He held both his hands on each side of your head for support, slowly pushing in your mouth to meet his whole base for one second, only for him to quickly pull your head back so you wouldn't choke on it.

You gasped once more, licking your lips in response to taste the precum still on your lips. Bakugou watched you in desire, grinning like the Chesire Cat.

"I'm gonna mess you up, so bad, you'll never want anyone else's dick but mine, got it?" You nodded once more, he pushed your head back down. You were all about his needs right now, to hear his groans of pleasure, knowing that your the one making him do that.

He was cursing up a storm as your head bobbed up and down, showing no sign of stopping, every ounce of warmth and wetness in your mouth was getting every spot on his cock to be jolted with pleasure. His hand never leaving your head, gripping it once a while to show you whose cock you're sucking on.

Those tiny jolts of pleasure that you were giving were now rapidly increasing every second. He was so close to cumming. You noticed as well, as he was gripping on you tighter and tighter, bruising your shoulder in the process, you saw the pornos.

It was either the guy quickly lifted the girl's head off his cock to cum on her face or maybe Bakugou was gonna leave you still in your mouth, and cum inside your mouth.

Without warning, both his hands held your face close, making sure you didn't move. You then felt some sticky fluid run through inside your throat, you were getting nervous again as more and more kept coming through, you weren't sure if you were gonna drink all up.

You breathed through your nose in the hopes of helping, it did, sort of. However, before you thought it was done, some still landed on your cheek. Bakugou helped out by cleaning off the evidence with his thumb, putting said thumb in your mouth to have you lick it off, which you oblige.

He then hoisted you up from the floor and had you lay on his bed. Before you could protest, he stopped you by cupping your clothed pussy, which was dripping wet at this point. You felt your cheeks getting hot, Bakugou saw this, "You're still embarrassed after what just happened?" He smirked.

He lifted your skirt, fingering you through your panties. You had a feeling he wasn't done with you yet...

#katsuki bakugo x reader #mha x reader #mha smut #smut #shy reader #bakugou/reader #hubbywritings #mha/reader

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bakugouscentedcaramel · 5 years

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Sly Foxes and Sassy Kitties

NXNSMSM YAS BISH YAAAASSS I was debating on my OC having a Kistune quirk so this'll be good hopefully

Midoriya

Starts asking about everything and anything about your fox quirk

Even some personal questions like what kind of soap you use

Once you two hit it off expect him to be all over you

He loves everything about you, and god does he live for your tail

Entranced by it's fluffiness and the way it sways

Flustered boi if you point it out to him

"N-NO ITS NOT LIKE THAT Y/N!!! I just noticed that you slightly wag when you're happy" he shoots you a soft smile and a gentle chuckle

Great now you're flustered

Brush your tail against him and he combusts right then and there

Everytime you two snuggle he's petting you until he drifts off to sleep

Dies from how cute you are when you're confused bc your ears twitch

Catch him extra flustered and he might squeak out a "Vixen"

Bakugou

"Tch another animal quirk? Really?"

He's skeptical of your fox quirk until he notices the perks

Heightened hearing and smell, agility, ears, tail, and.. sharp canines? Oh no

Once you two hit it off he's a teasing boyfriend

"Oi get your fuckin fur out of the drain before I get the hounds" he says with a shit-eating smirk

He loves to see you get flustered bc your tail turns into a duster

Lives to see you get frustrated too

He might have a thing for your sharp teeth and short fuses

During softer moments is when he can really take it all in

His pets are weighted but still gentle, paying attention to behind your ears which he knows puts you in bliss bc of your wagging tail

Grabs your tail to not only be a dick but also to get you riled up

He knows you got good hearing and boy does he put that to good use

"You might be a fox but I'm your wolf baby" he growled under his breath sending you into cardiac arrest

Todoroki

He doesn't understand what the hype was about

So what you had a cat quirk

That was until you two started dating

He loves the catlike aura you give off

Sleepy, laid back, cunning

But what really reels him in is your eyes

The way your pupils dilate when you're excited, the way they sharpen when you focus on things, the way they expand when you're flustered

Strong contributor of head pats and pets

Secretly down for all of your catnaps he just might need some coaxing

Will rub circles on your skin and play with your tail mindlessly when you cuddle

Lives to hear you purr softly

You're his ultimate stress relief

Calls you "Kitty" in private because he knows how flustered you get

Dabi

"A cat quirk, huh" he flashes you a shit-eating grin, "does that mean you've got nine lives?"

He never thought having a Cat quirk would be so useful and annoying at the same time

Once you hit it off then things get serious

"Get the hell off my coat Y/n" "But it's so warm and it smells like you!" "Don't make me buy you a litter box"

Cat jokes daily

One time he picks you up and you slip through his hands like a real cat and he just sits on the couch and stares at you in shock

Plays with your ears when you two are cuddling

"Stop purring, dollface" aka I love you

Is low-key weak for your cat eyes

Tugs on your tail when he's needy

When he's mad at you he just gives you a bowl of cat food and gets offended when you don't eat it

He eventually gets you a black collar choker with a teal bell on it

Claims it's so "I can hear you when you try to sneak up on me"

The real reason is because he's a sinful man

Hawks

He was indifferent of it at first

Until you started dating

Now you'll never let him have a break

Ever since you sent him the infamous text

"The Fox is in the Hen House"- Y/n

Cue his flustered ass rushing over to his place to see you giggling at his expense

"What's my little Birdy doing today" boom he's dead

He finds the way you look at him hot but also intimidating, the sense of a predator eyeing him like he was dinner

He's in a constant state of "oh shit" when he sees that glint in your eyes

When you're not teasing him or giving him raging boners he loves everything about you

His favorite thing is to run his hand through your tail when you walk by

There are times where he gets you flustered and he gets so cocky about it

"What's wrong Foxy? Are you blushing because of a little bird?"

It becomes a game to see who can be more flustered

#bnha imagines #bnha x reader #bakugou x reader #todoroki x reader #midoriya x reader #mha imagines #mha x reader #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #dabi x reader #hawks x reader

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Ladynoir Month: Civillian Life

@ladynoirjuly2019

Ao3 FFN

Thank you for all the support guys! It's so awesome tp see you guys commenting your thoughts! I really hope you guys enjoy the story

It wasn't easy in her civilian life either, having to deal with her feelings. She was sure she was in love in Adrien, that wasn't in question one bit.

But Chat? Chat was… something unexpected. She wasn't supposed to fall in love with him. It wasn't supposed to be like this.

It wasn't.

But life loved to throw her a curveball, and it sure did with whatever fluttering feeling she was having around Chat.

It was bad enough to the point of Alya noticing her strange, stressed behavior. What could she say exactly to her best friend? Hey, I'm Ladybug, and Chat's in love with me, and I've been rejecting him for Adrien, but lately, I've been feeling something towards Chat too?

Yes, because that would bode over well. Not.

But if Marinette knew anything about Alya Ceaser, it was she was nothing if not persistent. That was the journalist in her. "Girl, you can't lie to me. I know something's bothering you. Talk to me."

Marinette sighed, sinking into her desk chair and folding her arms over her stomach, trying to hide from the world around her. That way she wouldn't have to deal with the whole situation between the two boys. "It's nothing, Alya. I'm all good."

The blogger wasn't convinced. "If you were fine, girl, then you'd be staring at Adrien right now, oogling over him. You haven't had a peek at him since he entered the room."

She hadn't? That was odd. She usually noticed right away when he arrived to class. Sure enough, as her eyes went to the front, there he was, mindlessly chatting away with Nino. The DJ must've said something funny that caused Adrien to laugh so sweetly, so freely, that it made her heart almost sing.

Then her thoughts flashed to Chat, and all his sweet musical laugh, and how it was starting to affect her just as much. The guilt fed away at the inside of her heart and she tried her best to conceal it on her face. She couldn't let Alya see. That would lead to questions that she had no ability to answer.

Whether it was because it pertained to being a superhero with a secret identity, or frankly, because she didn't know herself remained unclear. Maybe it was both.

Maybe she needed a new brain so she could settle out her emotions properly. Oh, well. Things to do for later.

Alya seemed to have better ideas than to let her friend moap inside her head though. "Hey, boys. What're you guys up to?"

They both turned to face the girls. "Dude stuff. Apparently, my bro here has a crush on someone we haven't even met."

Marinette instantly paled. Adrien had a crush on someone? Someone that they didn't even know? She knew that Adrien probably didn't like her as she did with him, but the truth still stung. It still caused a low burning ache in her chest.

She studied his eyes, eyes that she usually drowned in and lost herself so deeply for. Eyes that made the world around her seem like nothing else mattered. Eyes that held such kindness and excitement in the littlest things.

And those same eyes were thinking of another girl. "So, um," Her voice was so terribly weak. Like claws were digging into the inside flesh of her throat as they made their way up her esophagus. "So..So not Kagami?"

Adrien shook his head, but held his smile even stronger. "No, not Kagami. I liked her, but I've been pursuing this girl for a while, and it seems she's letting me in. Nothings for sure, of course, but I'm trying. She's actually from work and my father doesn't know about it. Have to keep it quiet, ya know?"

He… he was trying.

Maybe, and this time she knew it was her heart that was whispering, you should too.

The day rolled by in a snap after that, and Marinette knew she had to meet up with Chat that night for patrol, even if she wasn't quiet up for it.

Their vantage point tonight was a random rooftop that they had agreed on the night prior. She soaked up the moment she had to herself. Enjoying the cool nights touch against the exposed parts of her face. It relaxed her heartbeat to an extent. Which was something that she honestly needed after everything that had been going on?

When Chat arrived, she greeted him with a smile as he did his usual little bow and call of "M'lady." It was cute, and enduring, yet she still kinda hated how her body reacted to the simple gestures.

Her thoughts may have been jumbled, but she was not going to push away her kitty. "Hey, Chat. Ready for patrol?"

He took her outstretched hand and lifted her to her feet, nodding as he did so. "Yeah. But first, tell me what's going on."

Shoot. He noticed. Of course he did. Clever kitty. "Just… some stuff in my civilian life."

He watched her carefully. "I know I said I'd give you some space while you worked out whatever you had to in your head, and I meant it, but bugaboo, I'm… I'm still here for you if you need someone. Just because your feelings are up in the air, doesn't mean I'm leaving you. Don't ever think that."

Her lips curved into a soft smile before pulling him into an embrace. "Thank you." She paused, inhaling and exhaling into his shoulder. "I just found out that the boy I like…..has someone else. I'm just trying to process that."

Underneath her ear, she could feel his heartbeat pick up, and she was about to pull back, tell him she definitely wasn't ready for a relationship, when he spoke and shocked her, "I'm so sorry, bugaboo."

This time she did pull back, and saw the sincerity in his eyes. She could hear the swoosh of his tail as it cut through the air back and forth. His kitten ears were pressed flat against the top of his head. "You're sorry? Shouldn't you be happy?"

He shook his head in a hard no. "How can I be happy when you're hurting? I may be jealous at times, but I would never want you in pain. I'd do anything to see you happy, m'lady— even if that means sacrificing my own happiness with you."

And there he went, with that stupid sacrificing. Although, this was definitely different, and appreciated, it caused her to squirm internally. He was putting her first. Again. She didn't know how to handle that.

She didn't know if she could at that second.

She knew he could see her thinking, and he knew what happened when she thought too much. He cupped her face, interrupting the rollercoaster ride of thoughts and spoke softly. "Ladybug, when you said were going to think about this, I didn't want you to run yourself into the ground over this. Please. Stop."

She breathed, and let herself fall into the sound of his voice to calm her, letting the reassurance settle over her. It worked seamlessly. When had they gotten so close to the point where his voice did that for her? Where it calmed her and brought her a sense of peace.

Also, when had they gotten so close in proximity to where she could only really see the glittering of his eyes? Close enough to feel the kiss of his breath against her cheeks. Why were they so close, and just why was she more than okay with it?

"Okay," She whispered.

His ears perked up. "Okay?"

She nodded. "Okay. I'll try to relax and figure this out with time."

The grin that broke out did more things to her, but she expected it by now.

As they took off, and while she knew she couldn't give him an answer anytime soon, she had to start the first steps towards moving on.

That started with a certain blonde model.

The next Monday morning, Marinette woke with one goal in mind: To tell Adrien how she felt and get everything out in the open for closure.

The butterflies in her stomach fluttered rapidly inside, but she wasn't going to let them win out in the end. She was going to talk to him. She was going to lay all her cards out on the table and let him do what he may with them.

When she arrived at the school, she spotted Adrien almost right away, chatting with Nino and Alya. She hurried her pace, making sure not to break out into a full out sprint just to get there.

When she reached them, she greeted all three, but asked if she could steal Adrien away for a moment. He agreed while her best friend gave her a sneaky smirk and a wink at her before Marinette turned to walk with Adrien to somewhere more private.

Adrien's face was washed over with worry. "Is everything alright, Marinette?"

Her heart decided it was best to skip a few beats. Because it was kind like that. "Ye-yeah. Just needed to talk to you about something."

His worry left and was replaced with a kind smile. "Okay, shoot."

She inhaled. "Okay, we-"

And then, for some reason, her words just stopped. Everything just stopped. She saw this caring, sweet guy in front of her, and within a fraction of a second, nothing really made sense. Because he liked someone, someone he wanted, and was choosing to pursue. And from the sound of it, she was reciprocating his actions.

Chat was someone that completely wanted her, and had shown that, time and time again. That gave her his all, and would do anything for her if she just simply asked him to. He viewed her as his equal, and she did the same.

And just remembering days back, and the way Adrien spoke about this mystery girl, Marinette could tell in his eyes that he cared for her deeply, that he loved her. Because it was the same way Chat looked at her. So rooted and unbreakable.

That was when the realization hit, she didn't need to confess. She already had the answer in his eyes when he spoke about the girl.

"Marinette, are you okay?"

Worry was there once again when she was brought back down to earth, and she quickly nodded. "Yeah, yeah. I'm good."

His eyes ran the length of her as if to look for anything amiss."Okay…did you need help with your homework or something?"

She nodded. "I did, but then I remembered that Ms. Bustier said that the assignment wasn't due until Thursday and I had really been needing to talk to her about a tutor anyways, so I better just ask her about it then."

His face scrunched in confusion. "Gotcha. But if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask."

She smiled at the kind offer. "I will." And then in a daring, almost goodbye, gesture, she leaned on the tip of her tose to touch her lips against his cheek.

When she lowered herself back onto her feet, she saw the surprise dancing around, but not as much as when she first did it at the picnic. His surprise swiftly turned into an accepting smile as he nodded at her.

Moving past him, she made her way into the crowded sea of students, but not before looking back over her shoulder, and calling out, "See you later, Adrien."

She wasn't over him, not by a long shot, but it was a step, it was a start. She would always love this boy— she knew that for sure. But it was the start of letting go and accepting what wasn't going to happen.

It was a start of something new as well, what it was, she wasn't exactly, yet. But it involved Chat, and she knew it was gonna be a long journey with many bumpy rides along the way. But she also knew that in the end, it was gonna turn out to be something amazing.

She just couldn't wait to find out what it would be.

But until then, wasn't the journey half the fun?

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Pairing: MoriartyxReader

Warnings: Cheating, death

A/N: This is an AU. A god and goddess AU to be specific, so... I hope you like it. Also, this was done as a prompt request, so there’s some...odd. Terminology. (Chloroform is something gods have in this, and it isn’t like our chloroform so yeah)

Ps, I’m sorry I haven’t been updating, I got a new phone and I can’t get back onto this account so I can only use it when my old phone is charged. Which is never.

He slipped out of the bed, doing his best to keep quiet. Carefully, he picked up the vial, and a small square of cloth, a small pit growing in his stomach. He hated to do this, but it was the only way. His eyes snapped up to his sleeping bride as she awoke.

"James... what're you doing..?" Her eyes narrowed on the vial, causing her to sit up, "Why exactly do you need chloroform at 2am?" She snapped, eyes suddenly alight. She knew exactly why, and it made her burn.

"You aren't seriously going to see one of those flawed abhorable things—they're pathetic!" She snapped, suddenly deciding to get fully out of bed. His jaw locked, a searing anger coming to his chest.

"Go back to sleep, Kitty." He snapped. His position was the reason they'd been marred in the first place. They both knew she'd rather be over screwing Sherlock or his bride. Most of the Gods remained fairly loyal to their partners, even if they acutely despised them. James wasn't like the rest—he hated it. He didn't want to live a life, even an immortal one, like this. Now, perhaps a few years ago, he would've thought a lot different than that. He wouldn't have cared about who his partner was—he was king. Of the heavens and earth, he ruled all.

"Go back to bed." He ordered, not missing a beat before leaving. He tucked the vial into his robes, and slipped down to the mortal world, changing his appearance slightly. He shifted his deep brown eyes to a softer green, and lengthened his dark hair to match the common man among the streets, and slipped through unnoticed. He even went as far as to change his facial features, make them softer and less opposing. Less attractive, in most people's opinion, but his lover had never seemed to care that he was considered "average" when it came to looks, maybe a tad above. After all, this was love, and that's all they needed.

You were pacing, unable to still yourself from your pure excitement. You heard a soft tapping at your door. You grinned, immediately swinging it open, and throwing your arm's around Jim's neck. His arms fit tightly around you, holding you as close as he possibly could.

"I love you, Jim." You mumbled into his neck, letting yourself slip into the warmth of his arms.

"I love you, too, Darling." He whispered back, a natural smile slipping to his face. He glided you both into the room, shutting the door softly. You pulled him into a kiss, his hands falling to your waist, a thrum going through him. Slowly, you guided him towards the bed, letting him fall slightly on top of you, both of you giggling in between passionate kisses.

Unbeknownst to either of you, James wasn't the only who thought it best to pay a visit. It wasn't long into your little rendezvous that there was another knock, this one much firmer than Jim's had been. It was startling to James, considering he'd left your father unconscious in his own room.

"I know you're in there." Kitty's voice penetrated the door, striking fear into Jim with just a few simple words.

"Who's that?" You whispered, watching as panic spread across him. The door suddenly flew off its hinges, the goddess entering without another warning. Her eyes were ablaze, already, but the flames doubled as her eyes came to rest on you in her husband's arms. He suddenly shifted so you were behind him, a scowl adorning his features as he glared at her. She could see right through his disguise, through his utter and complete lies.

"You left me for a mortal?" She snapped, jaw clenching. This had been where he was every night? Seeing a woman that wouldn't last even a fraction of his vast memory?!

Your brow drew together, confusion adorning your features. The woman looked familiar, but you couldn't quite place it. No-you could! She looked like the statues outside the temple... Gisara. Queen of the Gods...?

"J-Jim... what's going on here, I-I'm confused..." You managed weakly out, fingers gripping tighter on his shoulder. Still, he said nothing.

"Go on, tell the mortal who you are. Pull the wool back from her clueless eyes." His eyes flicked back to you as you began to go numb. What was she talking about? Why was she saying these things-? Jim would never lie to you... right?

That's when he began shifting back into his regular form, eyes growing dark once more and hair slicking back. Another face you recognized, and one you'd recognize anywhere; Evmes. King of the Gods, and, fittingly, the God of Wisdom and Chaos. You could feel your knees growing weak, voice no longer seeming to work.

"Leave here, Kitty." He demanded. It snapped into focus for you—why a Goddess had come to your home. His wife... you were beginning to feel faint. Gisara scoffed, approaching him.

"You think she'll stand to want you after what you've done? Her life is forever ruined because of your betrayal. She'll be shunned." She said plainly, not an ounce of sympathy in her voice.

"You promised her a marriage, did you not? No one would mare a god and a girl. You've played her pathetic little heart." He'd been a fool to promise you such a thing, even he knew that, but he hadn't expected the question. And, at the time, it had seemed almost possible... almost.

"I said, 'GO!" He snapped suddenly, sending her flying out the door and out to the street. He allowed himself a few minutes to breathe, anger dissipating and growing concerned for you. He spun around, cupping your cheek in his hand. He'd do anything to change the way things were—if you wanted anything in the world, he'd give it to you without hesitation.

"Are you alright?" He asked worriedly, pressing his forehead to yours. Instead of answering, you staggered back, doing anything to get away from the God. He could feel his heart crack, sending an unwelcome feeling through him almost immediately.

"Y-Y/n..? L-Let's talk about this..." He began approaching you again, being met only with silence.

"Yell, scream, say something... a-anything." He almost begged, once again trying to come near you.

"Y-You're Evmes..." You said, stomach turning at the thought. He watched you, eyes saddening as you stepped away once more, just out of his reach.

"Yes.." He admitted shakily. If there was ever a moment in his entire life that he didn't want to be a God, It was now. He wanted to be with the woman he loved more than anything, even if that meant he'd die one day.

"You lied to me... about everything." Tears began rolling down your cheeks, causing his heart to break even more.

"You don't love me, I'm just some toy to pass the time." You whispered, staggering back once more, lost and heartbroken. The words echoed through his head, eyes growing suddenly wet. He didn't even have words.

"I'll never be marred... I'll be forever shunned." You said, gasping for breaths as realization swept over you, a sense of profound shame already brewing. If the people of your town were merciful, they'd simply kill you, but that was a tad hopeful.

"N-No, it doesn't have to be like that-!" He tried desperately, falling to his knees as you fell to the ground, "We can get married, no one has to know-" And just as quickly as he said it, you were racing to your father's room.

Kitty appeared behind him, hands on her hips, looking as dignified as ever.

"You've taken everything from her, isn't that enough? Leave her to the fate you've sealed for her." Growing angry, James spun around, staring her down furiously.

"I can fix this!" He insisted, solutions flooding into his head, already.

"How Long has it been since you put her father under, James, I'm curious." She said flatly, suddenly deciding her nails were much more interesting than the conversation. A sudden cry was heard down the hall as he realized his mistake, and he sprinted to the door, heart shattering as you held your father's lifeless body. All the excitement had caused him to lose track of the time... he'd killed your father..

"Y/-"

"Leave her to mourn. Haven't you done enough?"

This time, however, he had nothing to respond with. He took a few moments to watch your grief fill the room, tears and sobs joining the foul atmosphere. Irene had been right. She said he would ruin your life, and he had...

"...let's go home..." He whispered, tears beginning to roll down his own cheeks.

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