X Y/n - Blog Posts

I'm writing a request currently and wanted to know if I should switch things up a bit! I use Y/N since I'm not really sure what the other options are. If you vote no tell me what you prefer! I want to make my fics readable for everyone, and I know some people don't like the use of Y/N

Yan!Sukuna Headcanons (^_^)v

a/n: me when the me when the cutie, this was a bit inspired by black forest cookie's backstory

cw : slight gore (eyes), bad family, tell me if I missed anything!

ship: sukuna x offering!gn!reader

yan!sukuna who's tired of the same festival over and over again...yes it brings him gold and fortune that is basically a bribe so that he doesn't destroy this village. Another gold piece he'll never wear and another...

yan!sukuna who's a bit confused by who's kneeling in front of him right now. your parents(?) are raving about how you'll be a perfect spouse—servant—anything, anything he wants. you don't seem all that disturbed, just looking at him with those big eyes...looking at him like he just created the universe.

he accepts the offering- you - mostly because of confusion and curiosity. he doesn't really know what do with you. he sends you to help Uraume with tasks, you make a mean tempura that even he bothers eating. he's never had many companions as a cursed spirit except for uraume, especially a non sorcerer, you claim your parents never taught you how.

yan!sukuna who grows fonder as you spend time with him. when he's destroying another village that doesn't quite please him, he let's you stray to the pretty flowers (not too far though, you're still his). uraume also seems to..tolerate you? you can't tell, they gave you a lot of cooking lessons though!

yan!sukuna who keeps...staying close to you. one of his lower arms is always there, lingering on your hip. the only time it's not is when you could possibly be in danger. he likes how your eyes always look away almost as if it's a sin.

he likes giving you the eyes of the most 'fair' person in the village. they're never as fair. never as beautiful.

"My spirit..do you see how I cannot compare your beauty to anyone else?"

yes this is a wee bit ooc but listen!!!!!!!

A Happy Family

Warning: Death, graphic, spoiler, sad ( part of my OC) Mention of Sex as well, language, slight yander, children, mention of suisisde... Just really sad

Master List

Ace x Thick Fem reader…

Y/N sat on the edge of the boat slowly drifting in and out of reality…

"Ace I love you," Y/N giggled happily, holding her boyfriend's hand tightly as they walked around the dark deck of the Mobey dick.

" Y/N, I love you too but Pops would kill me if he knew we were dating," Ace said looking down. [ Y/N Newgate Blood daughter of Edward Newgate - Whitebeard, Y/N has a devil fruit inspired by Xibalba and La Mureta. She uses dead bodies as Puppets… often as La Mureta to show her appreciation for them allowing her strength… Xibalba.. was a far darker force. She also might be one of the physically strongest on the ship, she is 19 years old and is a little thicker than most girls both in muscle and chub. She loves to fight and eat]

" When are you going to tell him," she whined turning towards Ace, pinning him to the railing. With a soft gasp, her sudden boldness caught him by surprise.

" L-later, I promise," he said blushing from the closeness as he slowly leaned into the girl, glancing at her lips before successfully capturing them. Lost in their own little world, they failed to notice the blue phoenix that flew through the air on watch.

Marco POV " and then they kissed," Marco said as the other commanders looked at him, following along with his heavily detailed story about what he had just witnessed the night before. Sitting around the table enjoying their breakfast

" No way, Pops is gonna kill him," Thatch said laughing.

" No kidding," Izo said also joining in.

" Do you think they did it?" Vista asked with a big smile.

" Did what?" Jozu asked taking a bite of bread.

" You mean the Nasty?!!" Marco gasped at the idea. Not particularly fawn at thinking about his adopted brother and sister in such a light. 'surly Ace was not that stupid'

" I did see Y/N walking funny earlier," Izo said with a wide smile. The others cackled at his implication.

"Let's go see," Thatch said standing up and walking towards Y/N's room.

" I don't know," Marco said hesitantly. What if they were doing it? What if Pops found out they were peaking on his daughter?

" Ace stop" A small whine was heard through the door, followed by the softest moan.

"Aww come on you know you love it" Ace's voice was deep and Husky. You could practically hear the sex off it.

" ARE THEY ACTUALLY" Izo whispered\yelled. Marco and Vista quickly smacked him upside the head to shut him up.

" Ace's noooo your hands are c-cold" They could hear the springs of the mattress shifting. "ah Ace yes~"

" That's it I'm leaving," Marco whispered as he started to walk away with the other commander not far behind him.

(Normal)

Ace ran his hands up Y/N's bare legs towards her stomach and to her chest. "See? I warmed them up for you, " he chuckled mischievously, lowering his head to lay gentle kisses up her bare neck. "Mmm. Princess," He gently inhaled, taking in her soft smell. As he shifted, pulling her closer again… both jumped at the booming voice of Whitebeard.

" Y/N Sweetie, come and have a drink with me"

" Shit" Ace whispered as he quickly moved to dress the two. Reaching for his shorts, throwing her shirt and jeans at her, to top it off he gently set his hat upon her lamp with her headband tied around it.

" Ah Ace, you're in here too perfect," WhiteBeard said as he opened the door, smiling at the sight of the two people he had been hunting for in the same spot.

" Papa! Sorry, Ace was asking about a battle formation," Y/N said pulling a paper with multiple drawings of stick figures all over it. " See," she said handing him the paper. Now each of them sat on different sides of the bed, acting as if it was a table. The large man smirked and glanced between the two.

" GAHHAHA" He laughed. Holding up the paper with a proud look on his face " This is why you are our stagiest," He said as he ducked under the door and strolled out " COME OUT WHEN YOU'RE DONE," Ace was flabbergasted as to where exactly she had pulled that out of…

" Where the hell did you pull that out of!?" Ace asked slowly getting up off the bed, gently picking up his hat, and handing the headband to her.

" I'm always prepared," Sticking her tongue out before running out of the room in her black jeans, sleeveless turtle-neck, and her signature headband securely tied around her head. Ace could only chuckle, watching as she dashed out leaving him to gather himself complete. He sat for a moment, staring at the floor… contemplating when the best time to confess to pops about what he's been doing.

" So Acey Boys fucking the princess?" Ace's head shot up only to meet with the eyes of a phoenix. His eyes widened ever so slightly, realizing he was so lost in thought he failed to hear the footsteps of Marco.

" Marco, w-what do you mean"

" We heard last night, all of it" This time it was Izo. Ace shifted his gaze to the new man.

"I-I"

" Remember boy you're just a guard and she'll be the queen," Vista said leaning against the door.

" I don't know what-" Ace started to protest but was cut off.

" Ace, Remember Not all stories end happily," Thatch said putting a hand on his shoulder.

" W-what are you talking about" Fed up with their constant interruptions, he clenched his fist, trying to understand why they were there.

" POPS IS GONNA KILL YOU" They all busted out laughing. Ace took a gulp of air and began to sweat. Realizing exactly why… he had been figured out… and he was so fucked…

Time Skip- 2 months

As the months moved, Y/n had been noticing soft changes in her body. She had gained weight, not nearly as much energy… and a strange sensation. So… she found Ace… and Marco… and an hour later… she found a positive pregnancy test.

(3 months later)

"Y/N my dear, why aren't you drinking?" Her father asked handing her a mug. She had been able to hide the facts so easily, having just come off a long mission not too long ago… but her bump was quite prominent, and coming up with excuses to not drink… was becoming harder.

" Sorry, Papa I'm not in the mood," she said gently setting her hand on her stomach. Subconsciously rubbing it in gentle circles to comfort herself. Now Newgate was a smart man so he knew something was off. He's had a feeling for a while now.

"Y/N, is there something you're not telling me? You love to drink" He asked looking down at the girl who was wearing a much baggier sweater than usual and hunched slightly over her midsection.

" Yes papa," she whispered. Growing tired of hiding… especially from her father.

" Would you like to talk about it?" He asked as he picked her up and set her on the arm of his chair. Removing the mug he had handed her, setting it off to the side and out of the way.

" I-I'm pregnant" She whispered. Not having the complete confidence to tell him… still unsure of his reaction.

" W-what was that?" He asked, he had heard her the first time… but just to allow the news to completely settle in.

" I'm Pregnant," she said louder, eyes closed tightly, lifting her shirt to reveal the small bump that had begun to show. It was barely noticeable through her natural chub… but if you knew Y/n… you could tell. Oh, and he could certainly tell. Staring at her for a moment. Eyes wide and mouth slightly a jar.

" Y-Y/n, I'M gonna be a GRANDPA?" he questioned a bright smile overtaking his face. Throwing his head back and cackling in laughter, practically shaking the ship. Staring up at the sky for a moment before refocusing on her, now a much softer and loving smile present.

" Yes Papa," she said smiling up at her father. He was so excited, I mean… a baby on a pirate ship… talk about unheard of.

" W-Wait before I get ahead of myself, who's is it?" She stiffened slightly. Knowing Ace had yet to tell him…Her silence concerned him… fearful that the child's real father would be absent… " Princess please tell me it's not some random man?" she quickly shook her head, slightly offended by his assumption.

" NO! No of course not Papa, It's one of the commanders," she said covering her face. Knowing she had just redirected the responsibility onto Ace… as well as the others who knew of her pregnancy.

" COMMANDERS" his voice boomed throughout the whole ship. Catching the attention of all, even Thatch who was tucked away in the kitchen… with a gut feeling telling him to hide.

" Yes Pops," they asked as they were all suddenly lined up in front of him. Some are sweating, others smirking… Ace in particular was sweating… Now don't question it. He was so excited… to think… someone like him could have so much… be given a girlfriend… now a child. No matter what happened right now… he was going to take full responsibility for her… his gift… his baby.

" My sweet daughter here has just informed me that she is holding one of your offspring.. so which one is it?" They all looked at each other. Studying their reactions and movements… trying to catch the culprit before he came out himself.

" IT'S ACE'S" "IT'S MINE" Slightly taken back by the number of voices, the others looked at each other. The answer having been lost in the shouts. "MINE! IT'S MINE" Ace quickly spoke again, raising his hand high, a proud smile on his face. He was so happy to finally say that out loud… even though Pops offered him a death glare in return. "I… We've been dating for a year now…" He smiled softly, turning his down to the ground to avoid the stare.

" Is he the farther Y/N?" He asked looking back to his daughter.

" Yes Papa," she said smiling. Glad to know that Ace was so proud of them… their relationship

" GAHAAGAGAHAGAHA" Pops laughed. " THEN WE SHOULD CELEBRATE" he yelled. " Ace my boy," he said looking down at him and lifting his drink in a toasting matter " Take care of her, She has some dangerous blood running through her and that child as well," he said handing Ace a Drink. "hehe now adding you into the bunch," Ace only nodded softly, a silent promise that he had already made long ago.

"Right"

Time Skip to Alabasta. (about a year later… maybe more)

Ace POV " This is my brother Ace." Luffy was parading Ace around like a trophy. "He's so strong, but I can beat him," he said with a large smile. Slinging his arm over Ace's shoulder, dragging him closer.

"As if." Shoving his head down. " I would like to apologize for causing any trouble", Ace bowed and apologized for anything that his brother had done while adventuring.

" Are you two really related" Nami asked, glancing between the two, seeing the resemblance but not quite convinced.

" Yep, well kinda," Tired from the journey Ace really didn't feel like explaining the whole Sake tradition. "You see-" he was quickly interrupted by the swordsman, his voice carrying from the crow's nest of the small ship.

" HEADS UP THERE'S A BOAT COMING THIS WAY!" Running over to the side to see who it was, Ace smiled at the sight. There riding in the Striker was his beautiful wife carrying his tinny 1-year-old son.

" It's ok I know her," She carefully pulled up close to the Going Marry, waving softly at Ace and the others. Quickly jumping from the boat Ace swiftly moved to help her. " Hi babe and baby," He said kissing the tops of both their heads.

" Dada!" Sabo giggled making grabby hands. He was quite good at speaking… Pops claimed it was because he technically had a bit of giant in him, much like Y/n did. Saying something like they develop faster or something.

" Hello, little man!" Ace smiled, gently taking him from Y/N's arms. "here let me," Picking her up as well before jumping back onto his brother's ship.

" You know I can fly right?" She asked with a raised brow but wrapped her arms around his neck regardless.

" I know but I still love carrying you" Landing back on the ship, the others stared to crowd the small family. Luffy specifically was infatuated with the woman and the little boy.

" Ace, Who is she?" Luffy asked running up to her, lapping around her. A slightly confused look on her face.

" Hello, I'm Portgas D Y/n!" She said holding her hand out. Smiling softly, Ace's description matched the boy perfectly.

" ACE YOU HAVE A SISTER!?" Luffy yelled. Not quite understanding the situation, causing Y/n and the others to chuckle.

" No, No, Luffy this is my Wife," Ace slightly facepalmed, but chuckled nonetheless.

" So she's like my sister now?" He asked looking her up and down lingering in places his eyes shouldn't, subconsciously of course! He had never seen a woman… be thick… yet so pretty. Alvida was ugly…until she turned skinny… Nami was skinny… Vivi… but she had a charm to her… a soft charm. One that even had Zoro doing a double take.

" Yep! And keep your grimy eyes off," Ace growled softly, shoving the younger boy's head sideways, tearing his gaze from Y/n.

" So you must be Luffy?" Ace watched as Y/N walked toward him. " It's nice to finally meet you" Pulling him into a huge hug which he gladly returned. " It's nice to meet all of you" Letting go and bowing to the others, Y/n couldn't hide the smile that graced her lips.

" Hello!" they all said, bowing back.

" I thought WhiteBeard had no females on his crew?" Zoro questioned, skeptically looking her up and down. He recognized her from her wanted poster… but always believed it was a typo.

" Yep! But I'm an exception," With a proud smile she pointed to her chest "See I'm his blood daughter!" The others, taken slightly aback by the news… Ussop and Chopper shaking softly at the news.

" Glade they're on our side," Ussop said under his breath. Hugging Chopper who also sighed in relief.

" And who's this little guy?" Nami asked while bending down to the small boy's level, a gentle smile on her lips.

" Ah! Sabo say hello," Y/N said pushing him forward. He was shy… always had been, but he was still brave in a strange aspect.

" H-hii" He stuttered before quickly waddling behind Y/N's legs to hide.

" Is he yours?" Sanji asked, chuckling softly at the boy's actions.

" Yep all mine," Ace smiled… enjoying his family all together for the first time. I watched as Y/N picked Sabo up and walked towards Luffy.

" This is your Uncle," She shifted Sabo allowing him to look at Luffy directly.

" Uncle!" Sabo giggled, reaching for the rubber man… "Love… you!" He hesitated, making sure he had the right words.

" Sabo huh?" Luffy allowed a sad smile to form… looking closely you could see the small tears forming. "I love ya too kid…" He chuckled, removing his straw hat before gently placing it on the boy's head. A near silent promise… that no matter what… he would protect him.

Another time Skip to War of Best.

Ace's POV (Don't usually do character perspective…. but for this just seemed necessary)

"So you really have a kid?" Jinbe asked. Adjusting his chains to what seemed a more comfortable position.

" Yeah and a beautiful wife, and so much more" I couldn't help but tear up. Thinking about her… Sabo… the life we could've had… If only I could have controlled myself. Listened to them, Pops, Maroc… Y/n… every damn second I can hear her pleading voice 'Ace… please… I know… I know but We need you! I need you! SABO NEEDS YOU' She sobbed that night… not even able to look me in the eyes as I dropped her off on that Island. I couldn't help it, I couldn't put her in that kind of danger… not her… not him. But yet, here I was in prison and I was about to leave my Wife all alone with my son permanently… And the last thing I told her was 'You don't understand'… Talk about an idiot. " I'm just happy she's ok," I said tears now streaming down my face.

I sat there softly crying, Jinbe only offering comforting words and a figurative shoulder to cry on… but then I heard footsteps… Heavy footsteps… assertive ones. Looking up… there he stood…Grandpa.

" Ace, I tried to help you," He spoke taking a seat. Glancing up at me and scoffing at my tears " M-man up and quit your crying," He said. The softest break in his voice caused him to stutter.

" Shut up old man, I-I" I couldn't finish my sentence, I took a breath, figuring it was useless to argue… settling on putting in my last request now. "Hey old man," I said softly, meeting his bloodshot eyes.

" What Brat?"

"There's a beautiful Woman out there who's most likely going to show up at some point please keep her safe," I said looking at him with pleading eyes. Watching as he sighed, moving his hand to rub his eyes.

" Is she a pirate?"

" Yes, but she's the mother to my child," God that hurt to say… to talk as if I'd never see her again. I couldn't stop them so I simply let the tears slide down my face. I wasn't scared to die no not at all… in fact ever since I was little… I believed I deserved it but… now I was scared to leave her and scared of what would happen to her. Then there's my son… god the minute they find him he would be killed… Slaughted on the spot for merely existing. " Old Man, My Son," I said laughing softly… practically begging at this point. " Please don't let them take him, or get near him" I took a soft breath " She will give her life for him but I'm afraid they will do anything for him, sigh with my blood and hers," He simply looked at me…

" Who's blood does she carry?" He asked as he started to stand, turning his back to me… looking at the exit.

" WhiteBeard's Himself," I said letting out a chuckle.

" Boy, you are asking a lot…" I could hear his lip quivering… and a soft sigh leaving his lips… "Why… Why did you have to go and get caught," A soft drip sounded as his tears landed on the floor. "DAMIT BOY WHY" He screamed… punching the floor and causing it to crack… "I will… I promise boy," He spoke, moving one foot in front of the other… walking towards the exit. "I… I promise… I won't let this government take anything else from you…Your life is more than enough,"

"Thank you," I smiled softly at his words… knowing at the very least… they would be fine. "For everything old man," I bowed as he disappeared from sight.

Time Skip Right before Ace's death

Y/N POV

I ducked, covering Luffy as we ran through the insanity of the war. I felt the earth shake… and watched with horror as the large cannon began to separate me from my dad.

" POPS" Marco and Vista yelled, stopping in their tracks to watch the man before them.

" WHY? PLEASE NO!" I was screaming as he separated us, forcing us to leave him " PAPA PLEASE… DON'T LEAVE US… DON'T LEAVE ME!" God, there was so much going on… we had Ace… we won… why couldn't we just leave… why couldn't I just have my happy ending…

"POPS NO!" Ace stood beside me trying to hold me back as I attempted to rush back to him. We could only watch, his body bloodied and broken… his white hair stained red… but yet… a proud smile on his face. Turning to look at his children… us… me.

" My children Before I go, tell me. Was I a good Farther?" he asked as a single tear ran down his face.

" YES PAPA! YOU WHERE THE BEST, DON'T EVER QUESTION IT" I yelled out to him. Knowing that… this would be the last time I'd hear him… his voice, his laugh… his smile… all of it was for the last time. I watched as his face contorted… his smile dropping… and his eyes… going blank… "PAPA!!!" I screamed, making a move to run but two strong arms stopped him. "Y/n… Y/n… you have a son to return to… please!" It was Marco… he held me tightly to my chest, trying to reason with me, "Sabo… needs you… so let's go… while we still can," I didn't want to… no, not my dad… my old man… leaving him here… it didn't feel right… but yet… I knew I had to.

"Right…"

"Tsk… what a pathetic excuse of a man," I halted at the comment… a harsh, deep, ridged voice spoke. Akainu stood, staring us down from a close distance… far too close for comfort. "To die… a Pirate… How hell bound is he…" Oh, he irked me… so much… but the thought of Sabo, being left with Rayleigh … not knowing why his mother never came back to him, sobered me up.

" SHUT UP YOU KNOW NOTHING OF HIM!" Ace roared at him, his voice booming with rage… fuck. I didn't have time to react. Not a word was said, nor was there a movement as Ace leaped, aiming right at Akainu. I watched in frozen horror, glancing around the battlefield in search of Luffy… find him… protect him… you promised him… was the only thing going through my head. Finding him a decent distance, I refocused on Ace going blow for blow with the Admiral. Blood flew, spit, punch after punch… Lava… Fire… it fused together oh so beautifully yet so terrifying all at the same time.

" ACE STOP!" I screamed trying to gain his attention… pull him away… anything. But… he continued on, landing a decent blow to Akainus's face, causing the man to stumble back slightly… allowing both a moment to refocus. I could see it… the way his eyes wandered to the weakest link on the front line… "LUFFY!" too late… too late… too late… I was… too late to notice, to react, to move, to… to stop him.

" FINE, I'LL JUST GO FOR YOU!" Akainu yelled as he made his way toward Luffy.

"NO!" Me and Ace yelled at the same time. Too late… too late… too late… far too late… I watched… in pure horror as Ace took the blow… not just any blow… no… a fatal one.

"A-ACEE" Luffy's voice was ear piercing… his scream… his horror…his sorrow… I ran… as fast as I could… watching… from what felt like a mile away.

"a-ACE" I screamed as he fell to the floor, " NO NO NO" I screamed running toward him. Finally, finally, I was making up ground… sliding to my keens next to Luffy, allowing the boy to fall onto my shoulder…

" Ace" Luffy whispered, his eyes rolling back, a scream etched onto his face while he passed out… sliding down my shoulder… into the bloodied ground…

"L-luf!" Before I could move to help… the gurgling of Ace… called for me.

" He-hey babe," He said softly coughing up blood. A stupid smile on his face… his eyes already droopy and face pailing fast. With gentle hands, I brought him to rest on my lap… watching as my tears dripped onto his face.

" A-Ace… No, please tell me you're ok," I said cleaning the blood from his lip. I knew he wasn't… but god did I wish he was… wish the blood was another stupid joke… wish this damn pool of blood was actually spilled juice… but unfortunately… it wasn't. There was no sweet scent to it… only bitter and iron… and the sounds weren't the crew laughing… no it was gunshots, screams… death. I glanced next to me Luffy was passed, his eyes white and mouth wide. " L-look what you did to him," I said chucking softly trying to lighten the mood. "scared him for life…"

"Y/N I -I'm sorry"

"For what? You have nothing to apologize for," I said letting the tears run free.

" I put a target on Sabo's back, with my blood," He said tears running as well. His goofy smile was replaced with a deep frown… taking a moment he coughed up more blood.

" Ace, love… any child I or you had was gonna be wanted from birth" I sighed as his breathing started too slow. I watched as the light became a little more dime in his eyes… Oh, what a time… to be in his final moments… and all he can think about is our son… God what a man. " I'm just happy that you're the father of my child" I lowered my head pressing a soft kiss to his lips. Tasting the iron from his blood… and salt from his sweat. Gently pulling away… just gazing down at his basically white face.

"Please Y/N, keep him safe," Ace said as the breath left his lips " And please follow Luffy… keep him safe" He gave a soft smile, lifting his head to kiss me, "mm and Find someone else to love… someone to hold you… care for you… love… you," his breath shuttered… lifting himself again to meet my lips… one… last… time. I smiled at the last kiss we would ever share, with my husband… with my soulmate… " Ace the love of my life I promise I will keep everyone safe but… I can't promise to find another," I couldn't bring myself to promise something like that… "I never said till death do us part…" I held his lips centimeters away from mine… "Because I refuse to separate after death… stuck with me for eternity"

"Thank… you… for loving me…" He coughed… blood spitting up… spilling onto my hair, face, clothes… everything… "Thank you… for… my greatest.." He huffed… trying to continue… fighting the darkness threatening to take him… "Gift… I-I… will find you again… I promise…promis…" I watched… as his eyes went dark… his stupid smile still resting on his face… his breathing stopping completely… My Ace… oh my Ace… was gone… but yet… I could only smile… knowing that in those seven seconds of his life flashing before his eyes… I was in there… and Sabo… Luffy, Pops… Garp… Thatch… Marco… and I'm sure… even Teach.

Narrators POV

"ACE" the crew screamed as he went limp. They watched… tearful… scared… making no movements as Y/n sat there… smiling but motionless with Ace still resting on her lap.

" Y/N!!" Marco yelled, deciding he couldn't leave his sister there alone any longer… Rushing over… he gently grabbed Luffy, quickly handing him over to Jinbe before turning back to her. "Y/n?" He softly spoke… tearing up at the sight in front of him… 'Ace…' His heart hurt… oh so badly… Thatch… Pops… now Ace… all ripped from his fingers. He was dragged out of his thoughts when the ground suddenly shook… stumbling away from her, the sheer Haki that was radiating off her was… terrifying.

"АНННННННН!" а scream of agony ripped from Her throat as if she had just been stabbed through the heart. It was ear-shattering and heartbreaking… no matter what side you were fighting for. " AAAACCCCEEEEE!" she cried out. Violently sobbing, simply staring down at his body… "AGHHH ACE!!"

" Y/N CALM DOWN" The crew was trying to get her to calm down, they knew her devil fruit… heavily intertwined with her anger and sorrow… Losing control now… means doubling the size of the casualties.

" No no no no NOOOO!" She screamed… her hair floating as she allowed her energy to flow freely… shaking the ground. " I'm done with this!" She rasped… voice hoarse and ragged. "I'll kill you," she muttered softly… before tearing her eyes from Ace and staring at Akainu "I'll KILL YOU!" she screamed as she gently removed the now lifeless body from her lap. Taking caution to lay his head on the ground softly… taking his hat into her hands and staring at it for a moment before setting it safely upon her head. "DEADLY PUPPET!"

Everyone froze as the dead bodies all around her started to move again ( Minus Ace). Mangeld and broken… bodies of Marines and Pirates moved… Standing at a still position… like mer puppets. Marco gasped softly… staring at her face… seeing the ice-cold stare she held, no remorse for those she was using as she would usually have… No emotion about the fact that her own brothers were being used… She was no longer Y/n in this moment… nor was she La Muerte no love… health… celebration… no she was Xibalba… dark… frighting… forgetting those she was using.

" Kill every Marine In site" She demanded. Her voice was dark, laced in venom… eyes a neon green, and hair a now spikey form. Everyone watched in horror as the number of dead bodies doubled as well as the number of her army.

" Y/N STOP THIS MADNESS" The crew called back while at the same time trying to get Luffy to safety. Jinbe was horrified… Ace spoke as if this woman was a saint… but what he saw now was straight out of hell.

"Love… that's what she's acting on," Vista spoke quickly… catching the terrified look on Jinbe's face. "The unhealthy kind"

"Y/n PLEASE!" Marco screamed

" NO THEY KILLED MY HUSBAND AND MY FARTHER, NO MARINE WILL LEAVE HERE ALIVE" She screamed, moving to search for the bastard that did it… that killed him. Locking eyes on him… she only smiled, dark and menacing. " AND YOU, YOU SON OF A BITCH, I'LL KILL YOU MYSELF" she pointed at Akainu and started to walk towards him.

" Bring it on 'Princess'" He said getting ready for a fight. Using air quotes to taunt her… trying to get her mentally over the edge. It was working.

" AKAINU I'LL KILL YOU THEN I'M GOING AFTER THAT FATASS UP THERE," she said pointing toward Teach. Who gasped at her words… not realizing he was gonna get dragged in so soon.

As another body hit the floor, the two were going at it. Lava was flying with each connection of kicks and punches. Blood, sweat, and tears were flying everywhere. Some are attacks missing and others are not.

" YOUR SON WILL DIE THE SAME WAY HIS FARTHER DID" Akainu yelled, ' I can break her' he thought. He was not expecting such a vigorous fight… especially from a woman. 'never believed that a broken-hearted woman… was far more dangerous than a greedy man…' She was proving his belief wrong now.

" AKAINU THAT'S ENOUGH" Garp yelled. ' I made a promise' he thought struggling under Son Goku. He needed to get to her… at the very least… be ready for if they moved to hunt for son… His great-grandson… 'Like hell they'll take her… or him!'

" Garp are you trading sides," He asked pushing Garp further into the ground.

" No but that Woman is my family and so is her child," he said finally getting out. Rushing to the battlefield… not getting involved but staying close just in case.

" YOU TOUCH MY SON I'LL BURN YOU IN HELL!" She screamed… sending a fist into Akainu, Haki covered and blood-lust-ridden. Hitting him so hard that he went flying… sailing into the canon that her father had made… Breathing heavily "Fuck… You!" Shifting her sight… Moving on from Akainu… hunting for the bitch bastard that started all this… "WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU TEA-AKK!" She gurgled when a sword impaled her chest… near deadly strick. "I- Who?" Y/n gasped… glancing behind her to see Marco… tear tear-ridden face and guilt-bound.

"I'm sorry little Sis… I promise I'll fix you up… but I can only allow so many siblings to die this day…" He whispered, pulling the sword from her chest… watching as she coughed up blood… before falling backward into the ground… landing right next to Ace. Turning her head… she gazed at his body… his face pale and eyes blank… but still his stupid… not his beautiful smile… edged onto his face forever. Reaching out softly… grasping his hand, she smiled.

"Unfortunately… Marco won't let me meet you yet…" She spoke softly… knowing full well that Marco would be back any second to heal her… "But… I'm glad… because I promise… I'll raise a perfect boy… a man… just like you," She smiled softly, allowing the darkness to take her. "Bye… bye my Ace."

"MAMA UNCLE LUFFY WANTS YOU!"

'Right!' Y/N was dragged out of her memories, reliving the past and the pleasure of her husband. It's been nearly 3 years since then, and now little Sabo stood smiling happily at the Age of 4. He looks exactly like him… his freckled-ridden face, dark eyes, hair, smile… not even an aspect of her in him. Only… Ace… and she wouldn't have it any other way.

" Think bout Papa again?" he asked sitting next to her, carefully grabbing her hand. Gently rubbing his thumb over her hand… a faint memory of his father doing so… was it his own?… or just one of when his mama would tell him of his dad?

" Yes sweetie, sorry," she said trying to wipe the little tears that were escaping.

" It's ok to cry Mama, I miss Papa too," he said now hugging his mother's arm. He did… so much… so young yet he knew he loved Ace… no His dad… he missed him… remembered him… needed him… loved him.

" Anyways, Where's Uncle Luffy?" She said getting off of Sunny's head. Picking Sabo up on the way.

" He's inside with Uncle Zoro," Sabo said pointing toward the kitchen door.

" Come on then! Let's see," she said slowly walking, Sabo went ahead and ran in front. Giggling as he threw the door open.

" I love you" Y/N was quick to turn around, looking for who said that. She sighed at the sight of her husband… a move… a technique she'd been practicing for years… now perfected.

" Thank you," she said smiling toward him. " For everything and I love you too" She took a step toward him and hugged the ghost, a familiar scent and touch made her smile…

" I'll be back don't worry," He said holding her face.

" I know, next week? Same time? " she asked.

"Same time," he said smiling back. She gently kissed him as he slowly faded away. God was she blessed to be a Devil fruit owner… especially of the Land of the Dead… both the forgotten and remembered… She got his spirit back to this world… not to complete her second part of this mission… completing his body… to be used as a successful vessel.

"Soon Mi amor… I'll have you back… and so will Luffy, Marco… Sabo…" She smirked… pulling out her notebook to make the final touches to her sketch… "Just need a compatible heart…"

"MAMA HURRY!!!"

"COMING LOVE!!" She giggled, tucking it safely into her pocket, before running to the Kitchen.

(okay so.... I sobbed writting this... Like being so for real... sobbed... I love Ace, he's my husband and his birthday was 4 days ago.... AGHHH... miss his greasy ass.... okay love you all! and also this took for ever so I promis PT2 for her healed heart will be out soon!

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND REMEMBER TO EAT,DRINK, AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEEEE LOVE YOU ALL

New Chick In Town

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A 2012Leo X Fem reader.... violence, Gun, Weapons, fighting, stalking (kinda) I did a pole for this on my tumbler to the PEOPLE HAVE ANSWERED

Y/N sat peacefully on the rooftop, her sketchbook spread open on her lap and her pencil running gentle strokes across the page creating the sky of New York. "Hmm... He looks perfect!" She hummed staring down at her drawing. She was new to New York... sent by her Master to find a man named Shredder. And indeed she did... however, that experience didn't go too well, his rash and violent nature left her disturbed so she left. Now that she was left alone within the city, she's been using her skills for good, stopping crime, helping old ladies cross the street, killing robots, and spying on these mutant turtles... Okay, maybe spying wasn't exactly for good but rather for her entertainment. " Now tomorrow, I can transfer this onto my Canvas!" She giggled, making a move to stand, closing her book, and placing her pencil behind her ear... However, the sudden thump of someone landing caught her attention. With haste, she moved, allowing distance between her and the unknown sound.  She stood, ready for a fight, but gasped at the sight before her. "HUH It's You" She whispered, staring at the Green Turtle that stood proudly in front of her.

"I uh... You.... You weren't supposed to see me... nor be up here" His eyes widened as she stood there, clade in a large T-shirt with what appeared to be a straw hat, PJ pants, and fluffy socks with little turtles on them, 'Cute' He thought to himself, suddenly thanking the lord for whatever instinct told him to go on patrol alone tonight. With a quick shake of his head, he cleared such thoughts, reanalyzing his situation. "I uh... What are you doing up here" He asked, not exactly knowing how to react to her calm state.

Y/N blushed softly, at the fact she had been caught and now interrogated. "W-well you see I saw these, uh Vigilantly Heros....and draw them" She was now looking down at the roof, suddenly finding a rock very interesting.  "Names Y/N"

Leo hummed, "Y-you're not scared of me?" He asked, cautious of her movements having recognized her fighting stance. 'A Kunoichi?' He questioned himself, debating whether or not he wanted to find out due to his poor interactions with past ninjas. He watched as she gently shook her head, smiling at his surprised face. "I uh... May I?" He asked gesturing to the book she had clenched in her left hand.

"Uh? O-Oh sure I guess" She shyly stood straight. Taking slow steps towards the turtle. Once she deemed it close enough she gently opened her book, revealing multiple sketches of Cherry blossom trees, Yokai, and The New York Sky.  "Wow amazing" He suddenly snatched the book from her hands, flipping through the pages.

"H_HEY NO STOP" She squealed, about to leap at him to stop his constant page turning but it was already too late... He had reached some of her most recent ones... Ones of him and his brothers. Leo stared at the portrait of himself, sitting on the edge of a building... immaculate details from marks on his shell to the engraving on his swords...

"Whoa," He whispered, only continuing to flip through... He finally stopped on one... he remembers this day... it was when he got lost in thought on a water tower.... after his event with Karai. To think, he never even noticed her presence.... seen her, heard her... How terrifying. To think if she wanted to.... she could have killed him.

"I... I saw you guys a few months ago... and Yeah... been uhh coming up here in hopes of meeting you" She sighed, giving him somewhat of her reasoning but not the entirety of it. It's true... she's been following him. She's been following them.. just trying to gauge whether or not they had anything to do with Shredder's actions.

'Meet Us' He couldn't help the boost to the ego that provided... to think such a pretty girl wanted to meet him... and his brothers. "So... you're a.. you're like a fan? or something" He questioned, watching as her face darkened in color as she shifted her look to the busy streets down below.

"I guess... I saw you and thought you guys were like super cool!" She glanced back at him quickly, surprised by his bright blue eyes that kept their stare dead on her face... "I... I was considered a weird kid... transferred to Japan my first year of middle school in hopes of finding a place I belong" She crossed her legs and quickly dropped, elegantly but not without a crack from her hip, into a crisscross seat. "While there.... I ran into my Master and began training to be a ninja... then he sent me back here" She smiled, enjoying the memory of her time spent with her master. His training methods were harsh and borderline torturous but they created the monster of a Ninja she was today. "I'm still considered weird... High school isn't friendly... but I guess I got used to never having friends so yeah" she sighed, keeping her eyes focused on the busy streets below. "Yeah..."

Leo's eyes were focused on her, the way she gazed down at the streets.... he couldn't help the soft blush that grazed his green cheeks. She was a ninja... trained in Japan, and was artistic.... and Pretty talked about a whole package. "If it makes you feel any better... I don't think you're weird" His voice was soft and calm... conveying his sincerity of the moment.

She only scoffed at his sad attempt at comforting... or what she saw as sad... "You caught me drawing you... that's weird"

He couldn't help but chuckle, a light smile grazing his lips. "I'm a mutant turtle... weird kinda comes with the territory"

"Wanna sit with me? I got snacks?" She crossed her legs and dropped into a seating position.  With a soft shrug, he took his seat next to her, folding his legs under him before glancing at her display of snacks "Hmm What kind?" He looked over the multi-colored fruits, chips, and cheese... some he did not recognize due to most of his time eating pizza or fighting crime.

"I have... Chips, Cherries, Watermelon... some gapes and ah Cheddar cheese slices!" She held back the giggle as she glanced at him.... watching as his mouth practically watered at the sight.

"Some of the Watermelon please!" He sounded like a little boy begging for his other to buy him something from the store.

"Of course!" She smiled, gently grabbing a piece, and watched as he practically buzzed in his seat 'Must have a sweet tooth' she giggled softly to herself. She smiled as he savored the sweet, juicy fruit, gulping as he swallowed it.  "So? Where is your team at?" She asked softly, not wanting to pry, she glanced at him, slowly slipping a cherry into her mouth. She watched as he placed another piece into his mouth, slightly muffling his words.

"they're elsewhere, Raph is probably punching a bag right now, Mikey is playing video games, and Donnie's probably cooped up in his lab" He glanced at her, seeing her rather confused expression from the sudden new names. "Ah, those are my brothers! Or uh teammates as you said" She only hummed, nodding her head slightly.

"So just you?" She watched as he nodded, confirming.

"Yeah, gave them the night off, but a leader never sleeps" From his knelled position he placed his hands on his hips sticking a heroic pose. She couldn't help but giggle at his goofiness.

'How cute' She smiled, but her eyes lit up as an idea sparked. "If.. If you want, you could always come get me! That way you're not too lonely" She watched with baited breaths as a soft pink hue shaded his face. He couldn't comprehend what she'd just said... that was until a boyish grin spread across his face.

"Y-yeah! That sounds amazing please!" His response was hasty, not helping his ego at all. 'Damn it, Leo... Stay cool' With a gentle run of his hand over the top of his head, he composed himself. However, that didn't last long as he watched her reach down the front of her blouse. "I uh.. H-hey" He shut up rather quickly after watcher he removed what appeared to be a... 'lego block?'

"This was my master's! As a gift he gave it to me after I became a Kunoich," She smiled, gently taking and holding the block between her lips and blowing into it. With amazement, Leo watched as this small thing began to run and form around the bottom half of her face. "He used to call me the little Oni, so the mask was fitting"  Leo suddenly felt a wave of admiration wash over him, he remembered how Master Splinter would talk about the Japanese culture. How those who would ward off evil would wear such masks. With a gentle finger, he ran his thumb down the curve of the tooth.

"Oni... Meaning a Demon no? You wore this a... as a Kunoichi?"

"Still Do! Not as often because I don't fight much but hey! If I join ya it could be fun" She smiled, suddenly sucking her air, and the mask began to slowly break down again. "I mainly use throwing stars and kuni... I'm a heavy hand-to-hand combat fighter" She shifted, moving to stand. "I fight using the Dim Mak, also known as the touch of death" She smiled, watching as Leo shifted his head in confusion. "It's traditionally a Chinese fighting style" She swiftly explained, watching as he slowly nodded his head in understanding.

"Sounds increasingly cooler the more you explain" He gently leaned against the ledge of the building. With a content smile, he watched the sky, and for the first time in a while he could see the stars through the polluted air of New York... 'Man she's beautiful' the thought took him by surprise, causing him so clear his throat in an attempt to push the thoughts away. "So... What's your name?" She asked, reaching down to pluck a cherry from the container.  "I told you mine but... never got yous"

"O-oh right" He mentally slapped his forehead, how could he have forgotten such an important thing? "Leonardo, but my friends call me Leo"

"Leo..Le...O! Hehe cute I like it" He blushed watching as she continued to pronounce his names in various voices, splitting up the syllables here and there. He couldn't help the chuckle that left his throat, his hearty laugh seemed to be contagious because she followed with a cackle.

"HAHAH" She heaved, moving to lean against the edge with him, shaking her head at the spontaneous laughter. 'This feels right...' she slowly calmed herself, catching her stare lingering on the turtle far more meaningful than it should be. She could feel the head coating her face, a dark hue as silence fell for a moment, allowing the two to just stare at one other.

'Yeah this is right' Each shows their smile at their thoughts. However, this lovely little moment was cut fast by the sound of glass shattering from a few allies over. "Trouble" Both quick to action spurred towards the sound.  With a huff from her, her Oni mask was right back over the bottom portion of her face, and her hair was tucked into her hood. 'So fast' Leo couldn't help but awe at how quick she was to react to the sound, already prepared for a fight. With quick and agile movement they stood on the rooftop overlooking the Allie from which the noise had come.

"Hm," Leo focused seeing 4 men busting their way into a shop window... He squinted seeing the large logo on the back of their leather jackets he could recognize it anywhere.

"Purple Dragons?" Y/N read off the back, a confused tone riddling her voice.

"Yeah.. not much of a fight, just a local gang" Leo explained, pulling his swords.

"Fun nonetheless... Should I kill the Street Lights?" She smirked, raising her hand, a Shuriken placed between each of her fingers. "Got the street memorized?" She whispered.

"Uh.. Why exactly are you killing the lig" He was cut off, watching as she threw them all, striking each light perfectly sending the men into complete darkness. With a jaw dropped, Leo decided to simply watch her from the rooftop... more accurately he was too love-struck to move. She was so fast in the dark, hiding as if she lived within its shadows. It took a moment to find her after she had disappeared so fast. He finally spotted her sitting on the fire escape that sat right above the window.  He watched as Y/N waited... watched as she looked around before hearing a predator-like growl.

"You think it's fun messing with other people life's?" Her voice sounded deeper, as if it was being altered by the mask. Like an Oni had truly taken control. He watched as the men frantically looked around for the owner of such a voice. Each ready for a fight, the leader finally decides to speak up.

"Who.. Who's there?? We're the Purple Dragons! Show your face coward!" He screamed, thrusting his knife randomly through the air. With a quick chuck, a Kuni crashed into a trashcan before it was deflected and grazed the man's hand, causing him to drop the knife.

'Pinpoint persuasion' Leo gucked at her ability... He watched as she dropped down directly in front of the group. The men screamed, and the teeth of the mask emitted a dark red glow, it was barely enough to illuminate the mask but it made it all the more menacing.  With even louder shrills the men recognized that symbol anywhere. The five stages of grief could be seen running across their faces. Fearful for their own lives... The younger man of the group was looking around, searching for an escape... However, his thoughts were cut short when a Kuni pinned his sleeve to the brick wall behind him."I suggest you stop thinking before it gets you killed" She huffed, watching as 3/4 men dropped to their knees, cowardly like always.

"N-No We won't go down that easily" The largest stood, pulling a pistol from his hip, aiming it at her. Before he could even think of pulling the trigger, he was already dropped, unconscious on the floor. Leo had seen it all, as if in slow motion. The second he had reached for the gun, she had already moved, hitting pressure points behind his ear and the middle of his forehead.

"You fear those Turtles... the friendly Yokai... Now you shall fear the Oni that they fear" With pleaded eyes the men begged... the turtles... they knew exactly who she was referring to.

"PLEASE, WE BEG!! WE WON'T MESS WITH ANY MORE YOKAI"  The leader reached, tugging at his knocked friend... "Just please... Leave us Oni"

"If I ever see you again... your head will be my next meal" Y/N smirked as the men fumbled and scurried, picking up the big man and making a run for it. She suddenly felt a heated body standing a couple of feet from her. "Damn... for a big ass Turtle you're pretty quiet" She giggled, turning to meet Leo's electric blue eyes.

"S-sorry got caught up watching the show" He blushed, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. He was still awed at how easily she had handled them... not even breaking a sweat.

"Not bad right? Partner?" She asked, lifting her fist to pound it with his. He couldn't help the wide smile from forming, meeting her fist halfway... "Partners" He whispered.

The night blew by fast, with a quick exchange of numbers and a promise to meet the next, Leo left Y/N apartment giddy and lively.

(TIME SKIPP ... Yes it's long... felt bad for leaving y'all hanging for two weeks!!!)

It was the first time in years that Leo found sleep troubling... He tried meditating, counting sheep... but nothing was helping his running mind. As a last-ditch effort, he found his way into the Dojo. 'Damn Pretty Face... And that Gorgeous laugh' He huffed, sending shadow punch after shadow punch trying to rid his mind of her... "You like her Hamato admit it" He whispered to himself. He didn't want to... to think someone as perfect as her, strong, funny, kind-hearted, and funny... never would she ever think about him in such a way. "DAMIT LEONARDO SHES TO GOOD FOR YOU" He screamed, unconsciously waking his master. "You're the leader... supposed to be level headed not love-struck.... even if she is the most perfect girl"

"Leonardo?" Master Splinter exited his room, a concerned look on his face, "My son.. what is the matter?... Who is too good for you? and this perfect girl?"

'no no no no no' He was mentally panicking.... His face burned with embarrassment... "N-No one!"

"Leonardo" his voice was stern... "The last time you were in such a state was when you were battling your feelings for Karai" Splinter watched as Leo's eyes cast downward... His face flushed, knowing he could not get out of this.

"I... I found someone" He spoke in a whispered tone...

"A Woman?" Splinter confirmed stroking his beard.

"H-hai..." He slowly trailed his eyes up to meet his. "she's a human... but she's not like Karai... no she is so much better... Prettier, better fighter... more heroic" He found himself drowning in her memories once again. "B-But she's way out of my league" Now that it was already out there he decided to tell him everything... their meeting, their picnic, the show of strength she had... "Dad..." That was Splinter's indicator that he needed his father, not his teacher at this moment... "I really like her... but I'm a mutant Ninja turtle... she's a human... a Kunoich at that!"

"My son... Never doubt yourself... when it comes to love, it knows no bounds" He sighed softly. "It sees no difference in appearance and sees no distance... go after her... nothing to lose if you try" His words were soft, sincere, and wise.

"b-but I just met her... what if" He mumbled off.

"Love is powerful... While it might be too early to declare your love... seeing if she is interested wouldn't hurt" He set a gentle hand on Leo's shoulder. "Don't let time waste your potential experiences.... go out and take them"

"OKAY! I'M GOING NOW YEHA" He hugged his dad, thanking him before beelineing out the dojo.

"MAKE SURE YOU ARE HOME BY DAWN!!!" Splinter called a soft smile gracing his lips.

(AHHH EXAMS, ESSAYS, DUEL CREDIT, SCHOOL... BIRTHDAYS!!!! Ah don't we all just love High school??? Nobody? good to know yall read my sarcasm.

ANYWAYS!! Sorry this took so long... To be a Hero or maybe... gosh I'm hopping gets posted soon!! I have one more exam before my spring break and an Essay I gotta write BUT I'll try to fit it in somewhere.... FINAL STREATCH OF TEH YEAR... Gosh makes me wanna cry... ANYWAYS!!!!

Thank you all for the support and love!!! HAVE A GREAT DAY AND REMEMBER TO EAT, DRINK, AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEEEE LOVE YOU ALL)

Beginning of More

Summary: Two best friends in a dungeon. They might kiss.

Word Count: 2,236

Warnings: fluff, secret mutual pining, brief mention of dead husband, mention of kids, Chilchuck and Reader being besties, sneak peak into matchmaker Marcille

A/N: I was thinking of making this into a little mini series or adding the other parts to this draft when I have them. Let me know what you think and enjoy! Edited and Proofread

Y/n and Chilchuck have been best friends since forever.  

Having grown up in the same village, the two of them spent most of their time together while they were young. Moreover as they grew older, so did their friendship; they had been the best man/maid of honor at each other's wedding, first ones there after the birth of their children and became the god parents to said children. They moved away from home and started the half-foot union together and began adventuring. It was very unusual for adventuring parties to get one without the other.

The two were thick as thieves. Always there for each other. 

So when Chilchuck had been introduced to Laios’ forming party, it was no surprise when Y/n also signed a contract with them as well. Starting together and ending together, that is the way both half-foots worked. Always going where the other leads. 

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Marcille’s favorite genre of books are romance. Where a princess gets swept off her feet by a prince and they fall madly in love. Or when two people are forced to go on an adventure together only to realize that they began to fall in love during the journey. She couldn’t get enough of them, which had caused her to strongly lightly project onto others, specifically the two half-foot party members that seem to be insanely close with one another. 

It wasn’t hard to see the natural pull the two of them had with each other, or the instinct of making sure that one is safe after a battle with a monster within the dungeon. Marcille would catch glimpses of the two of them leaving when it came to getting water or heading off to the bathroom. Just always making sure the other is safe. 

She knew they were friends beforehand, it wasn't hard to keep track of the infamous half-foot duo despite her not being the most well kept with rumors. She knew that they have history before forming the party. So as she watches them now, after deciding to go and rescue Falin, she knew it was much deeper than just friendship. 

Marcille’s main focus is rescuing Falin; but if she said getting the two together wasn’t a separate focus on its own, then she’d be lying to herself. 

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Chilchuck sat irritably on his bed roll, gaze locked onto the door for night watch. After spotting the mimic in the room over he knew something was going to happen. Mimics have never brought them luck before and it sure as hell wasn’t going to bring them luck now. 

With an irritated huff, Chilchuck felt his stomach growl with hunger. “My stomach’s gone soft on me. I used to go two days without eating.” He reached for his water skin only to find it empty. Chilchuck huffed to himself, before instinctively reaching for Y/n’s water skin, knowing she wouldn’t mind. He lifted it up to drink but only a few drops came out, “We need more water.”

He rose to his feet with the water skins in hand. He turned towards Y/n, calling out her name. She groaned lightly, only shifting in the direction of his voice, Chilchuck huffed before reaching over and shaking her. Y/n groaned at the forced movement of her body. She turned her head, inhaling and exhaling deeply before speaking, “What is it hun’?” 

Her words came out muffled and they were laced with sleep but it still rang loud and clear in Chilchuck’s ears. The softness of her voice and the endearing name was enough to make his face blush red. He’s heard her call her late husband that or her kids or even his kids, but never has it been directed towards him and not once did he feel like it needed to be, but his heart still fluttered; his face still flushed. Chilchuck stumbled over his words, “I-I’m going to get some more water.” It was only a simple sentence and yet it was still hard to get out, her half lid eyes seemed to be drawing him in. Almost like she wanted him to stay. 

“Want me to come?” Y/n asked, lifting herself onto her elbows. Sleep clinging to her eyes. Chilchuck watched as she tried to fight it, but it looked like she was going to lose. 

“Nah, I’ll be alright. It’s only in the next room.” He reassured her, he stood to complete his task. As he lifted himself, Chilchuck gently nudged her head with his hand, giving the indication for her to lay back down, “I’ll be back. Go to sleep.” 

“Yell if you need, I’ll hear.” She replied, before allowing his nudge to force her to lay back down. Chilchuck watched as her breathing went even. He stepped out of the room, a single thought on his mind. 

“She looked really pretty.” 

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“Golly!” 

Y/n shot up from her bed roll; the sound of a voice waking her from her sleep. She scanned the room only to find Chilchuck still gone. Panic swelled, causing Y/n to quickly make her way towards the door. In her haste, she disturbed Marcille causing her to wake. Marcille only had a moment to watch Y/n swing open the door to their makeshift room and take down the hall. The elven woman then looked around the room and noticed the missing Chilchuck. She quickly sprung up from her bed roll and woke up Laios to come and help. Y/n heard the loud thump of a box hitting the ground behind her. She spun on her feet and saw the previously opened room was locked with bars. She rushed to the door trying to find a way to unlock it from the outside, standing in front of the bars Y/n saw as Chilchuck pressed the last brick before the gate opened itself. 

In his panic, Chilchuck didn’t register that Y/n was standing right in front of him nor did he slow his pace when he ran straight for her. Before Chilchuck could fully collide with Y/n, she quickly pulled the man into her once he was within reach, providing him a wider gap between the mimic and himself. Y/n watched as the metal bars slammed down onto the mimic's body, killing it. Y/n held tightly to the panting Chilchuck, just relieved that he was okay. She pulled back to assess him of any major damage, only to see the slight gash on his cheek. 

“I told you to yell if you needed help.” she rushed out in false anger, seeing his new scar.

“I had it under control.” Chilchuck laughed, knowing if he was patient enough, Y/n would’ve come running. Y/n smiled warmly even her false anger dispelled, she knew that he would figure out a trap like that in no time. 

The door to the room opened to reveal a sleepy Laios being dragged out by Marcille, her panicked expression matching the one Y/n had on seconds before, “I saw her run out like something was wrong! And Chilchuck isn’t in the room! He must be in trouble!” The small group looked over and saw the two half-foots conversing, Y/n taking off the pouch on her leg to reveal a couple of needles and thread, Chilchuck following suit.

Laios and Senshi stared at the dead mimic on the ground. “Whoa! You bagged a mimic! Nice going!” 

Chilchuck groaned, sitting back as Marcille gave him a once over with her healing magic. “Thank you.” 

Y/n shook her head in disbelief before assessing his green neck warmer. Seeing how much she can sew right now, before having to add more fabric to it. “I can sew most of it, but I’ll have to add some of the spare fabric I have.” 

“Thanks, you’re a lifesaver.” Chilchuck commented, happy he could keep it for one more day. Seeing his happy smile caused Y/n to share a smile of her own, his relaxed nature making her heart flutter. Knowing he was only this level of relaxed with the two of them, their small bubble yet to pop even with the rest of the party around them. Even with the small trickle of blood on his face, Y/n couldn’t stop the thought that passed through her head. 

“He looks so pretty.”

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Marcille silently observed the interaction between the two half-feet. She always had a leading suspicion that they held some sort of feelings for each other, but seeing the way they’re acting almost like it was only the two of them within the dungeon, Marcille knew it wasn't her imagination. 

She could see that the two of them held the other close to their hearts, but seeing how close would be the fun part. 

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Y/n watched as everyone settled around, ready to eat the dinner provided for them. She was a couple stitches away before Chilchuck’s neck warmer was finished. Which was about the time everyone's portions began to be served. Chilchuck sat next to her, holding the other end of the neck warmer so she could sew it more easily. 

Marcille continued to munch on her piece of the mimic before turning towards the duo, questioning them. “If you knew the mimic was in there, why didn’t you tell us?” 

“Because I’ve had nothing but bad experiences with them. The last thing I wanted to do is deal with another one.” Chilchuck grumbled. He flicked his gaze towards Y/n only to see she had finished mending the fabric and was folding it up to place it next to his pillow. “Anyways, I made a lot of bad decisions.” 

Y/n hummed in agreement, eating a piece of mimic as Chilchuck continued to talk. “The first was panicking thinking the mimic would eat the treasure insect.” 

“But mimics don’t eat treasure insects. Treasure insects eat mimics.” Laios announced. His small explanation going over the irritated Chilchuck’s and the amused Y/n’s head. Chilchuck grumbled as Marcille tried to pat his head, only for Y/n to slap her hand away. 

“You know he doesn’t like to be coddled.” She said simply. “It makes him feel like a kid.” She finished her plate of food and placed it down for it to be washed later. Marcille ignored her  words and turned her attention towards Chilchuck. 

“Tell me how old you are and I’ll never do it again.” Marcille compromised, “what happened to you today only happened because you wanted to be so secretive. Now come on and tell me how old you are.” 

“Fine.” He grumbled. Hoping she’ll keep her word. Marcille’s eyes sparkled, before turning towards Y/n. Her face held an expecting look, almost like she was waiting for her to share the same details.

“What? You never asked my age. I would’ve told you if you just asked.” Y/n answers simply. It was true. She never hid anything about herself, like Chilchuck did. Just no one was interested enough to ask, or they didn’t think to ask since Chilchuck always refused to share anything and everyone always assumed that she was the same way. 

“I’m turning 29 this year.” Chilchuck grumbled out, seeing Marcille’s eyes land on him expectantly. 

She groaned at the information, expecting to hear an age older than the one she got. “Man you’re just a kid after all.” 

“I thought you were way older than that.” Senshi said. Y/n laughed at their reactions, knowing that other races don’t fully understand half-feet life expectancy. Especially races with longer lives. 

Marcille watched Y/n chuckle at the scene in front of her, before lighting up, “What about you Y/n? How old are you?” Marcille asked. Excited that she’ll get the answers to some of her questions. 

“Me? I’m 30.” Y/n answered casually. Watching Marcille’s excitement withered slightly. 

“Really? You guys are so young.” Marcille huffed, leaning back onto her hands looking at the ceiling. 

“Okay then! How old are you guys! All other races look like kids to you ‘races with long lives’!!” Chilchuck shouted. Y/n laughed at Chilchuck’s faux anger. Knowing he was more irritated than actually upset. 

“There, there, Chil, those lifers will never understand our day to day struggle.” Y/n joked, watching as Chilchuck fumed silently sitting down and crossing his arms. She thought that steam was going to pour out of his ears. “Come on guys, we should rest a little more before we start moving again. Especially since not everyone got a chance to sleep.” 

Marcille watched closely as Chilchuck’s body seemed to instantly relax once Y/n began patting his shoulder and how Y/n’s touch lingered for a second more before she moved and began reassembling her bed roll closer to the new circle the group had formed. 

The party grumbled in agreement before dimming down the fire and getting back into their bed rolls. Most fell back to sleep almost instantly. Y/n turned over, now face to face with Chilchuck. She reached out slightly and tapped his arm with her fist. Not enough to hurt, but enough to convey her displeasure with him, “Don’t go anywhere without me next time, got it?” 

“Yeah I got it.” Chilchuck replied, tapping her arm in return. They two adults shared a smile before dozing off. Resting until they woke up naturally to continue moving down.

Too Good for Me

Summary: Chilchuck loves his wife, but he thinks she's too good for him.

Word Count: 1,944

Warnings: a little angsty, maybe ooc Chilchuck, half-foot reader, one curse word, fluff near the end

Within the half-foot community, everyone knows that Chilchuck Tims and Y/n L/n were meant to be. Both of their parents having lived close to each other, the once small children grew up together. 

Playing tag as small children, turned into shy hand holding and blushy kisses. Chilchuck adored Y/n with all his heart, nothing could stop him from coming home to her, not even the dark dungeons he found himself in. While Y/n believed that Chilchuck was her whole world. Having loved him since they were kids, Y/n only wished for her Chil to come home safe and sound to her. 

Their love continued to bloom throughout the years, having married young and created a family, the Tims couldn’t be happier. 

Chilchuck loves his wife. He’d do anything for her, he’d do anything to keep her happy and smiling. Shining like the sun, even if it meant she’d shine with someone other than him. 

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Y/n could tell that something was bothering her husband. 

It didn’t take much, especially since he was so easy to read. She watched as his brows furrowed and his nose wrinkled. His lips were slightly downturned as well, completing his ‘mr grump face’. 

With careful footsteps, Y/n approached the chair her husband was currently occupying. Once behind, she slid her arms around his shoulders and kissed the side of his head, “Good evening, Mr. Grump, would you happen to know if my husband was available.” Having felt the slump of his shoulders and hearing his defeated, albeit amused, sigh Y/n knew she temporarily soothed the twister of thoughts running through his mind. 

“I’ll ring him in for you Mrs. Y/n.” the auburn haired man jokes, before turning his gaze to catch the loving eyes of his wife. “Hello sweetheart.” 

She pecked his lips lovingly, “Hi lovie. Is something the matter? It’s been a while since the ‘grumpy face’ has come out.” Y/n voiced. A wife can’t help but be concerned for her husband, especially since he works dangerous jobs just for them. 

“Everythings fine, just thinking about a request of some sort.” Chilchuck smiled tiredly. His mind has been reeling about what one of his party members asked. While departing from the dungeon, Moslie, had caught the small huff Chilchuck exclaimed about seeing his wife after so long.

It didn’t take much, to cause Chilchuck to rant and rave about his wife back home. The group laughed and poked at the pink faced half-foot. Making him swear he’ll bring her to the tavern to meet them. But after sobering up, Chilchuck didn’t want to follow through anymore. His work and his life were two separate things. 

He wanted to keep them separate for as long as he could, but knowing that the moment he mentions it to Y/n, her radiant smile will kill all the courage to tell her nevermind and not have them meet at all. 

“Anything I can shoulder with you.” Her sweet voice pierced through Chilchuck’s thoughts. Her nose nudged his cheek, her arms still loose around his neck. The phrase ‘with him’ caused his heart to stutter. Knowing that she’d carry his problems with him, knowing that she’d support him with anything. Knowing that she’d be at his side forever, made the decision harder and harder. 

Chilchuck would be with her and carry everything with her until their skeletons turned to dust, which is why he wants to keep her all to himself.

Her smile alone makes the sun burn with envy. Anyone would be lucky to have her. 

And he wanted to stay lucky. 

But knowing that the smallest meeting with his party would cause even the stars to shine brighter with jealousy with how much she’d beam. Chilchuck had no other option but to lift his half of the world into her awaiting hands. 

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Chilchuck sat silently at the table within the tavern. He watched as Y/n floated around, speaking excitedly with all members of the party. Even chatting with the wives that they’ve brought along. Her excitement almost made everything worth it. 

Almost. 

The auburn haired half-foot watched as his Y/n blushed red at something said to her. She then became bashful and her smile turned into something heart stopping. She looked away, before catching the eye of Chilchuck, then looking back again. A mutter of a response before Y/n excused herself for the conversation to talk with another member, luckily a woman this time. 

Chilchuck watched with insecure eyes, feeling like his greatest nightmare was happening before him and all he could do was watch. He hated being a part of a scene. Having everyone stare at him, waiting for his next comeback or action. And within the full tavern, that was surely the outcome. 

So he drank instead. 

Not enough to get him hammered and stumbling but enough to where his wife would always choose him. Enough to quiet the insecurities just for a moment. Enough to trick himself into believing that he was enough for Y/n, that she would never leave. That she’d want to spend the rest of her life with him. 

And it worked, until it didn’t. They always came back and it was getting harder to fight them. 

So he let them win and kept drinking the night away.

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The walk back to their little home seemed much longer than necessary. Almost like all the paths taken have stretched themselves while two were away. Chilchuck walked the path silent. His head hung low, the alcohol continued to flow through his system. 

The half-foot refused to look towards his wife, not wanting her to see his defeated expression. Chilchuck knew since childhood that Y/n was too good for him. That his grumpy and sour nature wasn’t worth her sticking around. He knew that he dulled her and just tonight, his thoughts were confirmed. 

She practically glowed all throughout the night. Her bubbly nature was addicting enough, Chilchuck almost didn’t need a drop of alcohol for the night. But her glow, directed at all his party members, made him feel sick. Seeing her bounce and laugh joyously, seeing her blush and dance with them just told Chilchuck that she’d be happier with someone other than him. 

How could she love a grump like him? How can she stay and wait for him for days on end? How could she simply be happy? 

Chilchuck grumbled to himself, reaching the door of their home. The man made quick work with the lock and entered, leaving it open for his wife that was tailing right behind him.

Y/n walked through and saw as her husband grabbed one of the wine bottles stored in the cabinets, taking a large drink and sitting himself at the table. She watched as he grumbled with himself. As if he was in an argument of some kind. 

His body language saying to leave him alone. That he wasn’t in the mood for any human interaction. 

But she took a tentative step towards him anyway. She moved her body to lean against him anyway. She wrapped her arm around his head to keep him against her anyway. She wrapped her other arm over his shoulder anyway. 

She held him anyway. 

And she continued to hold him as he cried.

Chilchuck gripped onto Y/n’s arm, making it so she can’t let go. So she can’t leave. He wanted to push her off, tell her that he wasn’t good enough, break her heart so she could leave and be happy with someone else. Someone who’d make her shine and laugh and dance. Someone who can talk about his feelings. Someone who’d take her on dates everyday. Someone who’d give her flowers and tell her they love her everyday. 

Someone who isn’t him. 

“You deserve better than me, Y/n.” his voice came out meek. Like it was painful for him to even say the words in the first place. Y/n looked at Chilchuck with bewilderment, not believing he’d even say such a thing. All her love for him was ready to pour out, but the tightening grip on her arm silenced them. 

“I’m a grumpy old man, who’s gone all the time. An old man that’s bitter and emotionless. I don’t even tell you I love you. I don’t bring you gifts or flowers. I never talk about work or anything else and you just met my co-workers after 2 years of me working with them.” Chilchuck ranted. His tears continued to fall, voice weavering between words. His hold still tight, no matter how much he believed he wasn’t enough for her, Chilchuck wanted her to stay right there, needed her to stay with him. “I’m a lousy husband and barely a good enough father. You don’t need someone like me holding you down.” 

Y/n dipped her head down, lay her forehead against Chilchuck’s crown. She breathed deeply before speaking, “I no longer feel pretty. I’ve outgrown my gowns, and I feel fat. Our daughters prefer their father over me. I think I’m a terrible mother, and they don’t love me as much as they love you. I say home, waiting for my husband because he’s the only thing that makes me smile anymore. But even then, I don’t think I’m pretty enough for him.” She rose her head and turned his until they were meeting eye to eye. Y/n took in his slightly red nose, the tears within his eyes and the water path the previous ones made. Her gaze softened, tears of her own welling up in her eyes, her hand coming up to cup his face, wiping them away. 

“But seeing the way he looked at me tonight. Like I’ve given him life, was enough to show me that he loves me as much as I love him.” She leaned down and rested their heads together. Chilchuck closed his eyes, taking in her warmth. “And god I love him so. His beautiful eyes and sweet smile. His warm embrace and powerful kisses. His grumpiness in the mornings, that always softens when I cuddle him. His loving words and sweet gestures. It makes me swoon every time. I love him dearly and deeply. And nothing could change that, nothing could make me stop loving you Chilchuck. Not when we were kids and definitely not now.

“I don’t need gifts or flowers. I don’t need you to tell me you love me all the time. I don’t need to know about work and I could’ve gone a whole lifetime without meeting your friends because all I need is you. You in my arms, your kisses on my lips, your life entangled with mine.” 

Chilchuck slowly pulled away, looking into Y/n’s eyes. All he could see was love and adoration, like he hung the stars themselves. 

“I love you Chilchuck Tims. And I know you love me. That’s all I need.” 

Chilchuck crashed his lips to hers. Pulling her into a searing breathless kiss. Y/n kissed him back just as hard. Trying to suffocate all of his own insecurities to make them die with her love alone. Chilchuck pulled her onto his lap, holding her close as he continued to kiss her breathless. 

Within this moment, Chilchuck believed himself stupid for wanting his beautiful wife to find someone else. Stupid to think that she’d even think of going anywhere without him. 

Stupid to believe that she didn’t love him the way he loved her because at this moment he’s drowning within her love and he’d die right there. 

Because loving her was lucky. 

And he was fucking lucky.

Wild Geraniums

INEJ GHAFA X FEM!READER

Fluff/ cute stuff.

Inej coming out to the crows when she's dating u :)

Warnings : mentions of Sexual abuse, sexual slavery, girlxgirl, Y/N is a girl. Lesbian relationship. (I'm not good @ writing warnings so basically if u read SoC and got out fine you can read this)

Inej P.O.V

The wraith.

The name whispered amoung the ranks of the Dregs had now been given to her beloved boat.

Inej sighed contently as she looked out at the blue sea before her.

The breeze knitted a soft braid into her dark hair, the sea salt scented winds filled her senses as her eyes fell on the city which was Ketterdam.

The crows had organised a little meeting, after a few years of not seeing eachother together, this was finally a week of rest, relaxation and fun for Inej. She wouldn't be going out to sea anymore. For a mont atleast.

Nina and Matthais had planned for the group to visit their house in Fjerda. Inej was thrilled to meet their son, who would be turning one this year. Jesper wanted to take them to meet his Da, Colm Fahey, whom Inej missed in all her travels. She was eager to see how Kaz had expanded the crow club. Wylan wanted to tour all over Shu Han and Ravka, and Inej wasn't one to object.

Inej laughed thinking of all the fun they'd have.

“Captain! We prepare to anchor?” a familiar voice perked up from behind Inej. She felt two arms wrap around her waist.

She knew who it was.

Y/N Y/L/N, her most trusted travel companion and most importantly—

Girlfriend

“ofcourse my love.” Inej laughed.

“Inej!” Jesper exclaimed, running toward the girl as she walked through the familiar doors of the crow club.

“Jes!” yelled Inej as Jesper twirled her in the air.

“Good to see you back, wraith, or should I say, captain Ghafa.” rasped Kaz from beside him, extending a gloved hand.

“Good to see you too, Kaz.” replied Inej, taking his hand in hers.

Inej's heart bubbled at the sight of her two brothers, or the closest thing she had to them.

“Where are Nina and Matthais?” she asked.

“They arrived a about thirty minutes ago. Wylan went to pick them up.” answered Jesper.

“Are they bringing their son?”

“I think they are. Not sure.” Kaz scratched the back of his head.

“Inej, my love, where do I put my luggage?” huffed Y/N as she pulled in a huge chest like suitcase.

“My love? Who is she, Inej?” asked Jesper, repeating Y/N’s words in shock.

Inej turned to Kaz, face flushing furiously, hoping to see disappointment of some sort. But instead, she found him grinning madly from ear to ear.

He wore a look. A look which asked , ‘are you both together? When ? Where? How? Tell me.’

Inej smiled shyly.

“I thought I'd tell you all. Together.”

“Tell us what together?” Called Wylan from the doorway.

“Wylan!” Inej cheered.

The boy barreled toward her, wrapping her up in a tight hug.

“We. Have. So. Much. To. Talk about!” squealed Wylan, squeezing Inej's palms.

“Inej! There's my favourite pirate!” before Inej could process, Nina Zenik had her engulfed in her welcoming arms, joined by Matthais Helvar and a certain little child.

“Nina! Saints, it's been long!” Inej chuckled, wiggling out of the corpse witch’s grip.

“Okay okay! We need to go out for waffles! That's a must!” yelled Nina. “And this, is Feliks Sven Helvar, my adorable little boy.” Nina held up a small child.

“Hello, Little one.” cooed Inej, holding out her finger for the infant, who gladly took it.

He was an adorable tiny blend of Nina and Matthais. He had Matthais’s Fjerdan nose, and Nina's Ravkan warm forest green eyes. He had ombre hair, blonde locks like his father, which were brown at the roots like his mother's.

“So, Inej here, has a little something to tell us.” Jesper cleared his throat and gestured between Inej and Y/N.

“Oh! Who's this?” asked Wylan.

“ I'm Y/N Y/L/N, part of Inej's amazing crew.” grinned the girl, sinking into a bow.

“ And, my girlfriend.” said Inej, wrapping her arm around Y/N's waist.

Y/N's expression was shocked. Are you sure about this? She mouthed uncertainty.

It's not that you were embarrassed of your relationship. You were very affectionate, leaving springs of wild Geraniums in Inej's cups, her hats, and her books. Buying her thoughtful gifts. Hugging her and cuddling her whenever you got the chance to. But Inej knew the fact why you cast her that look.

No one knew about their relationship. So far, only a few among their crew and Inej's parents knew.

Inej was scared about how the crows would react about her intrest in girls, she hoped that something bad wouldn't happen.

Y/N was shipped from a few brothels and bawds before Inej freed her. She had no family. Her trauma probably lead her to fear what others might think of her being not so straight.

Inej faced the same fear. She knew the crows wouldn't be mad or weird about her interests. But saints, Inej had to worry.

“Oh my saints! We need to celebrate! With waffles ofcourse.” Nina cut the silence.

Jesper was the first to laugh. The others followed. Even Kaz let out a small chuckle.

“ Welcome to the family Y/N Y/L/N.” Said Jesper, pulling you into a hug.

“ We're so happy to meet you.” Wylan joined the hug.

Soon, Inej saw her whole group of friends, including Kaz, coddled around a very happy Y/N.

“Thank you f-for accepting me.” said Y/N, voice no higher than a whisper.

Inej looked at her girlfriend with happy tears in her eyes.

Y/N lunged forward into Inej's arms. Inej returned the gesture with a kiss on her forehead.

“Waffles.” Nina perked up.

“ Yes Nina. Waffles.” Kaz rolled his eyes. “Tell me how you took care of her while pregnant? Is this how your tree god paid you for my tree jokes?” he asked Matthais.

The Fjerdan let out a booming hearty laugh, starting the child in his arms.

“So, Y/N.” Jesper began, bouncing from one foot to another. “ What is Inej's favourite flower?” he raised a brow.

“ Wild Geraniums.” replied Y/N, pulling out a spring of the said flower from her pockets.

“This calls for a celebration!” yelled Wylan.

The rest of the crows smiled, nodding in agreement.

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ATSUSHI WITH A MENTALLY ILL S/O

Atsushi always gets concerned about your health and safety he just wants you to be alright and comfortable.

He noticed you bite your nails a lot and he knows it's not good to do that so he always tries to stop you from doing it but you actually never stop.

You hate to make people worry about you so you don't tell him much about how you're doing mentally. That just makes him more worried.

He really just wants you to be alright.. but you don't understand that.

He wants to get you a therapist. Although you may not be comfortable with that so he just doesn't.

He told kunikida about this, and kunikida requested that he would talk to you about it but atsushi just said that he will just find a way to deal with it because atsushi feels that would be a bit weird for you.

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Zoro x reader

Platonic Sanji x reader

Some thoughts of our favourite cook with a friend just like him.

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"Hey Sanji~" (Y/n) said with a sing song voice. Both Strawhats stood side by side as they watched the ship decend even further underwater. The coating keeping everyone safe from being crushed by the pressure.

(Y/n) made sure to wear clothes that didn't reveal too much, opting to stay warm just as Robin had warned. Plus she didn't need her friend having a nosebleed.

"Where were you during the two years?" She asked, " You never told me."

Sanji looked traumatized. He held onto his chest to stop his heart from stopping at the horror-filled memories.

"I was in hell. Every second there was..." The poor man couldn't even finish his sentences. His face had gone deathly pale.

"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?" She asked. Concerned at what he had gone through.

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( Y/n ) watched as Sanji dived towards all the mermaids. She was honestly asking herself how she was friend with that pervert.

"Sometimes I really wanna know why me and that idiot over there are friends. Doesn't he have class?" She shook her head at his actions.

"Don't act all goody two shoes, you're both cut from the same cloth." Ussop judged the woman. His eyes squinted accusingly.

"HOW?!" (Y/n) reacted, shark shaped teeth bared. She was prepared to argue her case like a lawyer.

"Just a few minutes ago when we met up at Sabaody. Don't you remember?"

Flashback

"Looks like we're all finally here." (Y/n) said to herself.  Making sure to take count of everyone. She sat down and watched as the ship started going underwater. She could hear an argument between Zoro and Sanji.

"Just admit that you're outmatched number seven." Zoro smirked.

"Just because you got here first doesn't mean you're better than everybody!" Sanji yelled back, annoyed.

"I don't need to be better than everybody, just better than you."

'Oooohhhhhh. Sanji can't recover from that one. But I can. '

Just before (Y/n) could go rescue her friend, she took a good look at Zoro.  He seemed to have gotten taller and a lot more stronger in the last two years and that outfit change made wonders.

(Y/n)'s eyes turned to hearts. Ussop was able to catch this transformation live. His eyes widening at the speed.

"ZOROOOOOOOO~" She began, twirling toward the swordsman. Sanji's cigarette dropped of its own accord. The love tornado nearing in their direction looked dangerous.

"Huh?" Zoro caught sight of the approaching tornado. Well, sh*t.

Unbeknownst to them Nami had tapped Robin's shoulder so they could see the event about to take place.

The tornado caught Sanji and threw him to the side gently before slowing to a stop.

A rose was held up to Zoro as (Y/n) kneeled with one knee on the ground. Flowers had magically appeared around the Sunny  and  sparkles shone around the woman's eyes.

"Roronoa Zoro, you look as gorgeous as ever," she began. " No man in the world could be as handsome as you. The heavens took their time to carefully craft you and believe me, I adore the results."

Sanji's mouth fell to the floor from where he had graciously landed. He couldn't believe the betrayal.

"Get away from me, woman!" Zoro yelled but he didn't seem to shoo her away. Instead his cheeks had lightly dusted with some light pink. He averted his eyes grumbling to himself.

"You don't seem to want me to go away though," she smirked at him leaning forward till their noses nearly touched. She was on her tippy toes.  Her index finger and thumb kept his head in place so he couldn't escape.

Zoro froze in shock. This woman will be the death of me.

Sanji tornadoed towards the two and stole (Y/n) away leaving Zoro discombobulated and slightly flustered. Even after two years of everyone not seeing each other, the woman still managed to have an effect on him.

Flashback over

"That was one time!"  She tried to defend herself.

"Oh really, some of the things you say and do are more questionable that what Sanji does." Ussop continued.

"Like?" The woman crossed her arms, waiting for the sniper's explanation.

FLASHBACK

"If those guys weren't trying to hurt Big sis Robin, I woulda said smash."

Everyone at the train looked at her in shock. She was just looking outside and watching the perilous waves of Aqua Laguna with a dejected sigh.It seemed she was voicing her thoughts out loud.

When she caught their eyes on her she shrugged,"What? Just saying it like it is. But if they do hurt Robin I'm ready to up my kill count."

Another time

"Where did you get all those ropes Paulie," (Y/n) questioned the man. Everyone in the sea train was busy with their own thing but some were wondering the same thing. "It's kinda creepy."

"Well I–" he tried to defend himself but was interrupted.

"Creepy, but kinky."😏

Zoro pulled the woman away from Paulie and trapped her between his arms and placing her on his lap, effectively stopping her from talking. 'No.'

"SHE'S SO BOLD!" Both the Galley La and Franky Family yelled.

Nami smiled to herself. Ussop owed her a lot of money.

(The bet was how long she could go without saying something risky)

Another time

(Y/n) watched as Zoro brought Chopper back from nearly being eaten by sky sharks."Chopper are you alright?" For once the woman wasn't being a tornado, her eyes showed the worry for her reindeer friend.

"He'll be alright." Zoro stated. He took of his t-shirt. And went to find a new one.

He took of the shirt?!

He took it off.

(Y/n) froze. A war raged between her heart and mind. Turn around to look or have some decency and not look. She started sweating. Nami caught sight of her unusual posture and shook her which ended up making (Y/n) have a glimpse of Zoro changing into a blue vest in her peripheral.

"(Y/n) what's wrong, are you alright?"

The woman fainted. Well, not exactly. She was still awake but had hearts flying around her and her face was super warm.

"I think  Ms Spy is a little too excited from seeing our swordsman here. " Robin diagnosed. A chuckle escaping her lips.

"Seriously you and that ero-cook are  just unbelievable." Zoro sighed in annoyance.

"But what's that red colour on your fac3?" Chopper pointed out, basically snitching on Zoro.

Another time

"Guys this is my brother Ace." Luffy announced. 

"Ace here's my crew. Nami's the navigator, Zoro's the swordsman and also my firstmate, Chopper's the doctor , Sanji is the cook and (Y/n) is the spy."

Ace had taken a look at every one before meeting eyes with (Y/n). It seemed that Sanji had already placed tape on her mouth and had tied her up. All that anyone could see was the woman's heart shaped eyes.

Everyone breathed out a sigh of relief much to Ace's confusion and Zoro's irritation.

Flashback over

"In short, that's why you two are best friends."Ussop concluded, pointer finger in the air and a whiteboard behind with various drawings of the scenes . "Plus you two are great at combat when paired."

(Y/n) was walking away from Ussops lesson. "WHERE ARE YOU GOING?"

"I'm gonna find Zoro,"

"With what?"

"MY LOVE COMPASS OF COURSE!" The woman said as she twirled away with hearts revolving around her.Ussop sighed at her antics.

"ZORO-SWEET! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

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Master list's

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Nanami Kento

Helping you cook

Lazy eat out after over time

his fav postion!!

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Satoru Gojo

“lets hope we don’t get caught..”

soft morning sexxxx

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Ryomen Sukuna

he just lovesssss tying you up while fucking you

hitting those nice places and squirting

guess he gotta prep you nicely for both of his cocks

He needs a taste

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Suguru Geto

Teasing you\ rubbing his dick on ur clit

sitting on his face

holding you by your thighs

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Toji Fushiguro

How he eats pussy

folding and fingering you

missionary (sorta)

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Choso Kamo

Rubbing that pussy

clit licking

You love it when he rubs your clit while he fucks you

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Shoko Leiri

matching lingere

taking care of her fav girl

holding a vibrator between the two of your puffy pussies

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Yuki Tsukumo

threesome with choso

super squirter

double sided dildo = double the pleasure

her rubbing ur clit

she's always a little wet in the mornings, and you don't mind when she grinds on you to relieve herself

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a pearl

its just that i feel in love with a war.

pairing: yuji itadori x reader

synopsis: a simple straightforward mission, kill sukunas vessel. straightforward for anyone but yn, who ends up falling for the guy she’s supposed to kill. how could this happen to her!

tags: reader is a zenin, fem!reader, readers ct is poison control, assassin reader, angst, reader was sheltered by the zenin clan, first person pov, maybe some pronoun mistakes, probably a sad ending, not proof read, idk what to do about megumis relationship w the zenin clan, probably plot holes cus i have bad memory, every chapter is rushed

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intros

01: cool binder goob

02: i hate my big chungus life.

03: water u talking about

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megumi valentines special

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in all honestly, yn was afraid of fushiguro. the first time she saw him was when she was hiding from student council, she turned the corner to find him on a pile of bodies. not the most welcoming sight.

their relationship remained like that. yn was afraid of fushiguro, fushiguro probably didnt know that she existed. sure he saw her in the hallways from time to time. but those prolonged gazes glances didnt compare to the amount of times yn nearly tripped trying to silently run away.

when she entered high school she assumed that fushiguro would stop, and for the most part, he did. sure he was aggravated by a couple of students every now and then, but they had it coming honestly.

fushiguro attended every class and was on every a honor roll. he got nearly every girls attention, yn was not an exception. he was the standard of beauty, who could blame her.

although, out of all the girls in the school, yn was just average. if in fushiguros standards, probably below average. so she swallowed her feelings, if someone were to ask her who she liked. “no one.” she would say avoiding their gaze.

valentines was coming up soon, yn wonders if she would get any chocolates. hopefully romantic chocolates. maybe a boy in her class. maybe megumi fushiguro

eventually valentines rolls around and not a single chocolate left in her desk. thats fine, she wasnt betting on getting any anyways.

while eating lunch she heard girls talking about fushiguro possibly having chocolates.

‘wow. what a lucky girl.’ she thinks to herself.

nearly every girl (and boy) in the school was trying to figure out who it was for. he refused to say for his own reasons.

the last bell rings and school is dismissed for the day. yn walks home in the cold weather wishing she would’ve worn stockings for brought another jacket.

she hears speed walking behind her but doesnt bother to look back, she knows that whoevers behind her definitely isnt trying to interact with her.

yn feels a tap on her shoulder and shivers run down her back, their hands were cold. she turns around to find fushiguro, holding a small bag of chocolates.

“i got these for you for helping me.”

“help you with what?”

he shoves the bag further in your hands, looking to the side blushing.

“take them.”

fushiguro sprints off without looking back. “hey wait what was that for!” yn shouts.

after that she started noticing fushiguros lingering stares glares, did she do something wrong?

she assumed that fushiguro messed up and gave it to the erong person, or it was just gratitude chocolate. although, yn has barely spoken to fushiguro let alone done him a favor. she wonders who he really wanted to give them to. maybe that popular girl in his class. what was her name again?

a couple weeks after that chocolate incident, in p.e she overheard fushiguro talking with his only friend. “do you really think shes not getting my hints?”

“i wouldnt get them either.” (ita)

“i thought they were obvious” (fushi)

you quietly walk faster on the track. pretending you cant see fushiguro blushing and that other kid pointing with his mouth covered.

after abiut 1 minute you hear someone sprinting behind you. you think nothing of the footsteps until they start slowing down once they get within a couple feet across from you.

fushiguro looks to the his right, where youre standing. you divert you eyes. he takes inching closer to you.

“do you get it” (fushi)

you look at him in confusion. “hm?”

“get it?” (fushi)

“get what?”

…

“do you like me?” (fushi)

…

a/n: pls dont hate me because im bad at writing im sorryyy sorry 😞

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Sleep, Beauty

Tom Riddle x Wife!Reader

Warnings: smut, p in v, oral (fem receiving), nipple play, fem reader, manipulation?

Word count: 1.3k

Summary: You had awoken to a bed without your husband, and went back to sleep with him beside you.

When you awoke, you found that the space on the bed next to you—where your husband’s sleeping body should be—empty. It wasn’t surprising, as Tom would often get up earlier than you to immerse himself in his personal studies of the Dark Arts.

He told you that he would like to be a Professor at Hogwarts, teaching about the subject, and you thought he was already more than capable enough of taking up the job. Tom has of course taught you a bit about the dark arts himself.

You squint, looking over at the small clock resting atop the bedside table. It was four in the morning. That was rather early.

Though you were tired, a curious spark lit up within you. What was your husband up to?

You shifted off of the bed, and quietly opened the door to leave your shared bedroom.

Voices from downstairs made their way to your ears. They were all male —perhaps two other men, not including Tom— and their voices sounded familiar.

What would anyone be doing here at such an hour, you wondered. Perhaps it was something important, an emergency. There was no other good reason!

You went back into your room, put on your robe, and then quietly made your way downstairs.

But, it was strange. Strange because when you made your way to the kitchen, there was only Tom, using his wand to clean some glass cups. (Tom has been teaching himself wandless magic, and has made a small habit of using it to do household chores. It at times has resulted in some broken glasses— though those are easily repairable with a flick of a wand. He must have been using his wand because he hadn’t wanted to accidentally break something, and wake you up from the sounds of glass breaking).

“Tom?” Your voice sounds deeper than usual, a result of just using your voice after sleeping.

He looked over at you, surprised. “You should be sleeping. Go back to bed,” Tom demanded, though his voice was as calm as a lullaby. “I’ll join you after I’m done cleaning up.”

You grabbed a cup that Tom just cleaned, filled it up with water, and gulped it all down in one fell swoop. After you finished, you placed the cup in the sink, so that Tom could clean it up again.

“I heard voices,” you said, watching him clean the last dish and place it in a cupboard.

Tom let out a small hum of approval. “Ah, yes. Malfoy, and Lestrange had come by to speak to me.” He took a step towards you. “Had we awoken you? If so, I’m sorry.”

“What were they here about?”

Tom grabbed your hand and pressed a small kiss to your palm. “Bed, Love. We’ll speak about this in the morning.”

“But it is morning time!” you whined, looking up at Tom.

He raised a dark brow. You were correct.

“You know what I mean.”

Tom pressed his body against yours, pinning you to the sink. He leaned down, and pressed a small kiss to the area where your shoulder and neck connect. He kissed up your neck until he made it to your jaw. Only then did he kiss your lips. He tasted bitter, though sweet as well, like a tart. Tom and his friends must have sipped on some wine while speaking about whatever Tom refused to tell you about at the moment.

The curiosity within you was slowly waning as one of your husband’s hands made their way to your waist, and the kiss got more intimate.

You pressed your head towards him, deepening the kiss, but he pulled away.

“I will not have you in the kitchen, if that's what you’re thinking,” Tom said, amused.

A scoff passed through your lips. “I was not.”

He grabbed one of your hands, encasing yours in his, and led you up the dark swirl of a staircase. A small feeling of excitement ran through your body at what was to come.

You entered the bedroom and Tom shut the door behind him, though only the pair of you lived in this house.

You crawled up the bed, and sat upright against the pillows, waiting for Tom to join you. As it was dark, you knew he had joined you once you felt a small dip on Tom’s side of the bed.

His hands tugged your robe off of you, and your nightgown was the next to go.

Tom gently pushed you, so that you were laying on your back.

He pressed a small kiss to your lips, though the hunger he had for you was radiating off of him.

“Be good for me.” A command that you’d always obey.

Tom made his way down your body, pressing kisses atop your body as he made his way lower.

Once he got to your breasts, he blew on one of the nipples, trying to harden it. Once it did, he took it into his warm mouth, gently sucking on the nub. Tom stimulated your other breast with his fingers.

Your back arched in response, and legs spread a little more, welcoming him in.

One of your hands clutched at his shoulder while the other grasped at the pale bedsheets.

Once Tom was satisfied, he gently bit at your nipple, before continuing to move downwards. He kissed down your stomach until he was finally faced with your vagina.

Like Tom did with your breast, he gently blew against your genitals. Your eyes fluttered, and your lower half pushed forwards against Tom’s face.

“Touch me. Please Tom,” You pleaded. Already, the mysteries of what Tom was planning with his friends had slipped out of our mind. Now, you could only focus on the pleasure he could give you. The pleasure you knew he would give you.

Tom kissed at your thighs, teasing you, but when he finally licked a stripe up your cunt, you wanted more.

Hands held down your hips to stop them from wiggling forwards. He dragged his tongue up and down your pussy, drinking in the fluid you produced—a show of your arousal.

You let out small moans, though they were replaced by a whine once he pulled his face away from you.

Instead, Tom used his finger to spread your slick across your vagina, before slowly inserting a finger into you.

Your eyes squinted shut, focusing on the feeling of his finger moving in and out of you.

Soon, another finger joined the first. He scissored his fingers, stretching you out to fit his cock in you.

His other hand focused on rubbing your clit, and before you knew it, you came. It was like a quiet storm. Your legs shook, and a thin sheen of sweat covered your body. Small, breathless moans escaped your mouth and were let out for Tom and yourself to hear.

Tom’s frame covered yours as he positioned his body over you.

“Do you think you can take one more?” Tom peppered kisses atop your shoulder.

You nodded. “Please. Yes.”

He smirked—though you could not see it— amused.

Tom was quick to rid himself of his clothing. He then grabbed his hard cock, and pressed it to your slit. Tom rubbed his hard cock against you, before inserting it in.

Your head fell back against the pillows, taking in the stretch. You lazily wrapped your legs around Tom’s waist.

Tom pulled out of you just to push right back in. He set a slow pace that he followed almost robotically.

Your eyes fell shut, focusing on how his cock filled you up perfectly. You were still sensitive from your last climax, though you could feel the next overcoming you.

Tom used one of his hands to stimulate your clit, and that’s when you break. White hot flashed through you, electric. You grasped at Tom’s shoulders, bringing him closer to you.

A small grunt escaped Tom’s mouth as he finished. His hips moved against yours a few more times before he was finally satisfied.

Tom quietly moved off of you, and tugged you towards him, so that your head lay on his chest.

“Go to sleep. I’ll clean you up.” He pressed a small kiss to your forehead, and did as Tom told you.

a/n: haven't written anything in a while😭 but decided to come back to a one-shot idea that I've had for a while now. I used this to also practice my smut writing skills as well😭 Comments are greatly appreciated and so are reblogs! Hope you enjoyed!

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💖💖I love this sm 😭😭✨✨

Can you please do a TFA bumblebee and y/n pls

For requests i make only sketches, I'm sorry///

But i hope u like it^^

I love doing y/n stuff////

Came to me in a dream, corazon baby-proofing the house for pregnant!reader or baby, but it turns out to be more helpful for him. Would love to see it in a storyline. ❤️

Older!Steven with a S/O that’s easily flustered/blushes a lot when he’s being a hopeless romantic? :D

sure! (I finally locked in guys, yippie!)

𝙊𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙧!𝙎𝙩𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙨/𝙤 𝙝𝙘𝙨!

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He finds it very adorable that you get so flustered over the smallest things!

Steven would definitely tease you, so expect to him to always try and make you flustered all the time.

One way to make him flustered is if you flirt back.

I just know that he'd use the most corny one liners/jokes

Ex: "what do you call a cute door? "a-door-able! :D"

He's cringe but you love him <3

Definitely calls you all sorts of nicknames to get you flustered: "honey" "sweetheart" "darling" "my love" etc, etc

If calling you a certain nickname gets you flustered, he'll be using it all the time

Kisses, kisses, kisses!!! This boy will absolutely shower you with as many kisses he can give just to see that beautiful smile of yours!!!

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𝐺𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑠/𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒: 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑖𝑓 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑎 𝑏𝑖𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑡!, 𝐼'𝑚 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑟'𝑠 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑐𝑘! 𝐻𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦𝑒𝑑!!!

ngl the only thing that pmo/gives me 'writers ick' is when I'm reading a x fem!reader fic but the author uses "she/her" making me feel like it's an oc instead of reader

idk maybe it's just me who knows 🤷🏾‍♀️

me tryna read a long ass fanfic but I know I have a attention span that's shortter than 15 seconds:

i hate how writers describe your own body in x reader stories. it’s sad how chubby people have to explicitly ask for the reader to be chubby. like i try not to make my writing seem exclusive yk?? i want EVERYONE to be able to feel included. i, myself, am a chubby person and it fucking sucks seeing all these writers describing how skinny and slim the reader is:/

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Comforting Them Pt. 2

Ojiro, Shoji, Momo, Koda, Shinsou, Monoma, Tamaki, Aizawa, Hawks, Dabi, Shigaraki, Toga

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Ojiro

Ojiro was another one to not have many bad days, but when he did have them, he didn't get mad or moody. Just all sad. Of course, you are there to cheer him up whenever it's needed.

One day, after a long stressful day, he needed some cuddle time with you as you rubbed his back. So when he got home and saw you at the table, on your phone, he immediately went and hugged you from behind.

You smiled back at him. "I didn't hear you come in, hey." You kissed his cheek.

"I missed you," He whined and you chuckled softly, grabbing your phone and standing up.

"Lets get you changed and lay down, okay," You ask, already knowing the answer.

"Okay," He says quietly, kissing your cheek, which made your smile brighter.

You got him up to your guy's bedroom and threw him clothes. He got changed, along with you and you laid down so he could lay on you chest.

When you started rubbing his back, his taild wrapped around your leg, making you smile.

You put him to sleep pretty easily and you woke up with him absolutely glued to you.

Shoji

After a long day of listening to Bakugou's yelling and Denki accidentally electrocuting him, he was over it. You were in the shower when he got home and took no time to join you.

He startled you at first, since you didn't hear him, but quickly recovered and kissed him.

"Hey babe! How was work," You ask, wrapping your arms around his hips.

He sighed and used every arm to pull you close to him. "Fucking terrible."

You frowned and started kissing his cheek. "You wanna talk about it?"

He goes on about his long and annoying day as you rub his back and use your nails to scratch it gently. He sighed at the feeling and laid his head on your shoulder.

"Come on. Lets clean up and have some dinner. I haven't eaten yet and I know you haven't," You say, moving up to kiss him.

He kisses back, happy to finally have you in his arms. "Okay. Turn around, let me clean you," He says, using three hands to turn you around, the other three grabbing stuff to clean you.

You giggle gently and let him clean you and you do the same for him before you get out the shower and make dinner for him.

Momo

Momo was known as the "rich girl" in school. Well at least outside of class 1-A and 1-B anyway. They knew her well enough. But the rest of the school was convinced she got where she was with money.

She hated this, but never brought it up. Especially when her classmates, and even some kids from class 1-B defended her when they heard this. No because Kirishima almost punched a third year, Bakugou as back up.

So some people thought she bought her place in class? So what? And so what that they never suspected Iida even though they were equal in about everything? It doesn't matter. It just doesn't.

She tried to convince herself of this, but no matter how many times this was repeated, it never stuck. She still broke down over it, and then kept it to herself. You just happened to accidentally walk in on one of her breakdowns, while trying to give her the bag she left behind.

Now you sat on her bed, as she was silent and cried on the floor.

"Momo-," She cut you off, throwing an empty water bottle at your head and shook her head.

"No talking," You sighed with a nod. Instead, you sat by her and she instantly moved to lean into your side.

After a few minutes, she mumbled into your shoulder, "Okay, I wanna talk about it."

This led to her yelling at you. Okay, not AT you, but yelling as if to get her frustration out, pacing the room.

"I worked just as hard as ANYONE ELSE to get here! I can't go one day to walk down the hall without hearing "Daddy's Money" and its unfair!"

"Momo-"

"You NEVER hear Iida and Todoroki being called out for being rich! No, because they are men so they MUST'VE earned their place while I'm just a measly little lady who can't be smart or be strong!"

"Babe, I know-"

"I constantly stress myself out to earn my good grades just to be constantly bullied every single day by people that don't know me! It's embarrassing and its fucking degrading and I HATE it! They make me so angry-"

You covered her mouth and pinned her against the wall, catching her attention. "I understand, I get it, and we can continue to talk about this but it's 8 PM and you're yelling honey. I don't think you want the whole dorm building to hear, huh?"

Momo nodded, face turning red like she was embarrassed. You uncovered her mouth and kissed her. "Don't be embarrassed, it's okay. We can even go on a ride so you can yell all you want."

"...I would like that," She nodded.

"Okay, lets go."

By the way the class was ten times more defensive after that, they definitely heard all of it.

Koda

You stared at the snake in Koda's enclosure. You were at his house, helping with his daily check in. His room was huge, cage after cage with animal after animal.

"So why are you getting rid of the snake," You asked, looking over to where he sulked on his bed.

"Well... Snakes eat mice... And I have a hard time feeding him," Koda looked almost disappointed. "I feel bad because I know hes hungry but I get sad hearing the mice struggle."

You couldn't help but smile at him, at how kind hearted he was. "Listen babe, I'll feed the snake while you... Go feed brownie," You remember the three legged cat that hadn't been fed yet.

"Are you sure," He looked up to you and you kissed him.

"Mhm, and I'll let you know when he's done eating and everything so you don't have to walk in on it," He nodded and stood up, leaving.

You stared at the snake, nodding slightly. "I got this. Two mice, and it won't need to be fed for another week. Yep, I got this. For Koji."

You took hold of one of the mice and made the mistake of looking it in the eyes. "...oh no, you're cute... Like a little snowball... There are two other mice anyway."

You fed him the other mice with your eyes closed, then sighed as you closed the cage. You looked to the last mouse and your heart dropped.

"You're not snowball... SNOWBALL!"

Shinsou

Shinsou loved and cherished his sleep, when he could get it. Having insomnia did NOT help in the slightest.

So insomnia mixed with a mission that was constant for a week, no room for sleeping, made him very grumpy and frustrated.

All the heroes that worked that week were so tired, they were hallucinating and were taken to the hospital. He refused it though, just wanting to see you.

He sat in the car that drove him home, feeling like he was flying, and about to pass out. He kept hearing things. Bangs, scratches, whispering, quiet yelling. It felt like spiders were crawling over him.

Next thing he knew, he was at the door, Denki holding him up.

'Was Denki the one driving me,' He thought  as he stared at Denki like he had two heads.

(Denki and Jirou weren't at the mission, just there to take Shinsou home to you. So they were completely fine.)

You heard the knock at the door while watching TV in your bedroom and got up, jogging downstairs. Your eyes widened when you saw Denki and Jirou at the door, holding Shinsou up between them.

"Hey Y/N! Before you freak out, he's 100% fine. Just hasn't slept for a week. He just needs sleep," Denki was quick to explain, calming you down.

"He looks like that because he's hallucinating. But he isn't in pain for anything," Jirou explained and you opened the door more, letting them in.

Shinsou looked to Jirou. 'When did she get here?'

"Just set him on the couch. I got him from there," You said, sighing.

They did just that, you thanked them and they left. You went in front of Shinsou, getting on your knees, your hands on his knees, and he didn't react in the slightest.

"'Toshi, baby, can you say something," You ask and he jumps a little.

"Wh- what..." 'Why is Y/N on the mission with me? She isn't a hero,' he thinks, not aware of much. "Wh- why are... Why are you here? I- it's not sa- safe," he stutters out.

"Baby you're home. We're both safe. Look around," You say rubbing his cheek gently.

He does and when he realizes he's home, he kind of freaks out. 'What happened? I was just fighting...' His thoughts are interrupted by that stupid banging, and looks around for it.

"What are you looking for, Hitoshi," You ask, confused.

"Th- the ban- banging."

You listen but here nothing. You chalked it up to the hallucinations. You move his face towards you.

"Can you make it to the bedroom," You say softly.

'Bedroom? I'm on a mission... No, why is Y/N here? It's isn't safe for her.' His thoughts were going crazy, the noises came back, the crawling feeling came back and he just broke down in tears.

"I c- can't fucki- fucking th- think," He practically shouts and you frown.

You pull him close and kiss his forehead as he cried. "It's okay, it's okay 'Toshi. I'm here."

He gripped onto tightly and you pull him on you as you lay down. He cries into your neck, not being able to stop the noises, and the feelings surrounding him... Until you grab his attention.

"Listen to me, baby. You're home and safe. I'm safe. The mission is over. I know whatever is happening right now is driving you crazy but it's okay. Go to sleep. You don't need to stay awake," You whisper gently in his ear, rocking him gently and rubbing his back.

"B- but the mi- missi-" You swiftly cut him off.

"The mission is over. You succeeded. You can sleep now, 'Toshi. You saved everyone. Just go to sleep," You say now moving to his hair.

After like 10 seconds, you feel his body go limp and his eyes close as he goes into a very deep sleep, relaxed by your magical hands and words.

It was over a day when Shinsou ACTUALLY woke up. He woke a few times to use the bathroom but fell right back to sleep.

He was starving, didn't feel like moving, he felt dirt after not showering for so long, his head hurt and was thirsty as hell.

Of course, you were there to help him. You made him lots of food and didn't make him get out of bed to eat it, got him tons of water, got him medicine for his headache, and then got him in a bath.

He didn't feel like standing or moving for long so you went with bath rather than a shower. You got in, straddling him and cleaning him up, while also rubbing his sore muscles.

All while you did, he whispers how much he loved you and missed you while he was on the mission.

You let him relax after cleaning him and he wants nothing more but to hold you, so you let him.

Despite the shitty state he was in, he couldn't be happier with you in his arms.

Monoma

Monoma was a cocky bastard but he had his insecurities as well. ONLY you got to see this. He was insecure about multiple things.

His looks, his height, his weight and even his personality. He wanted to change his personality, truly, but couldn't. Especially when you loved him the way he was. When he was feeling insecure, he went to you, and let me tell you, you HYPED him up.

One night, he had off work, and was waiting for you to come home.

See, he kept himself pretty skinny but stronger and he never really LIKED it, but it was useful for copying different quirks and keeping his body ready for a quick change of quirks.

He didn't like looking in the mirror and seeing that he was as skinny as he was. But he couldn't change it, since it would interfere with his hero work.

He was thinking about this that night, sitting on the couch, waiting for you to come home and cheer him up.

He didn't hear you come in or call his name but did feel you climb onto his lap.

"Hey, what're you thinking about so deeply? You didn't hear me," You say, kissing his forehead.

"...do you love me," He asks quietly, like he was expecting a no.

You looked at him weirdly. "Of course I love you, I love you more than anything. Why," You run a hand through his hair.

He ignores your question. "Do you love my body," He asks, voice kind of shaky now.

You frown. Of course, you've seen him break down before, being married for a year, but together for 5. So you caught onto what was wrong.

"Babe, of course I love your body. It's perfect," You say, pouting and kissing him gently.

He can't help but kiss you back, pulling you close. "You always make me feel better."

You laugh softly. "I barely said anything."

"Still, it made me feel much better Y/N," He says, rubbing your back and kissing your jaw.

"Come on dork, it's bedtime. We're gonna cuddle and go to sleep," You say, pulling him up and to the bedroom.

He just follows and obliges, knowing it made you happy.

Tamaki

He didn't have having bad days, as far as he was concerned. The anxiety attacks and being nervous were just part of his daily life now, so he was used to it.

But ever so often, they got to the point where he actually couldn't breathe and panicked even more, because he couldn't take an actual breath, making it worse. This was happening one day, after a successful mission.

Successful meaning you and the rest of the heroes got all the people that were alive, out, and got the villains. Now you worked with Fat Gum at his agency, and were always there to help with panic or anxiety attacks that Tamaki had.

So you were with him on this mission.

You've been a hero for more than 2 years longer than him and his friends, so you were used to seeing very graphic things, and didn't think much of it.

But Tamaki was a different story.

Like the great hero he was, he kept his cool during the mission, so you really didn't think much of him seeing all the bodies and blood. It wasn't until after the mission, you noticed how every single younger hero looked traumatized.

Nejire, Mirio, Tamaki, and Kirishima. They looked like they were going to pass out.

"Damnit, we forgot about how they're new to the bigger missions," Fat Gum says from beside you.

"Uh huh," you say, agreeing. Now that you remember, the scene was extremely gruesome and couldn't have been great for one of their first missions as actual proheroes.

Tamaki, along with the rest of them, couldn't get the picture of the scene out of their head.

Then he passed out. You were quick to catch him before he hit his head on the hard, marble floor. The rest looked like they were going to do the same.

Fat Gum got some people to calm them down while you took care of Tamaki. All of them were having panic attacks in less than five minutes.

Tamaki was probably having the worse one he's ever had, but you were able to get him to look at you, through his struggled breathing and full on panic.

"I know, I know, it was scary. I'm so sorry you had to see that. But Tama, baby, I need you to focus on breathing. I know it's hard to think about anything else but I need you to really focus," you say, holding his face.

You guys sat in the corner of the room, you hiding him from eyes, knowing he hated to be seen by anyone but you during these.

He listens to you and really, really fucking tries.

"There you go, Tama. You're doing great. So great. Just keeping doing that," you say as you feel his breathing get better in the slightest.

After a minute or two, he speaks. "I- I feel li- like throwing up."

You get a trashcan and put it in front of him, and he threw up. You rubbed his back and looked back to see the rest of them doing the exact same thing.

When he was done, you noticed his head was struggling to stay up.

"Are you just dizzy or do you feel like you're going to fully to pass out," You ask, holding his head straight.

"Dizzy," He crokes out.

You nod and pull him close, his head against your chest, arms wrapped around you. He held you like his life depended on it.

It was a long night for the four of them, and you drove Kirishima to Bakugou's place, Mirio to his Dad's, Nejire to her Dad's and Tamaki went home with you.

You walked into your shared apartment and you went straight to the bathroom after take your shoes off. He was very quiet. More than usual.

So you started a shower and got him in it. You washed all the dirt and blood off of him, and he stood there, silent and wanting to get the images out of his head.

"Turn around, baby," You say softly, and he turns to face you. You massage his chest and kiss him gently. "I love you so much, Tama."

"I love you too, Y/N," Ye says, softly. 

You move him under the water and start to wash his hair of all the dried mud and blood.

"Are you hungry," You ask, scratching at a spot where mud had fully dried.

He nodded his head as you finally got the mud out. "Well, I'm clean and everything so how about you finish up here and I go make us some food, okay," You ask and he nods.

You kiss him gently before getting out and getting dressed before going downstairs and making what you could with the stuff you had.

Once he's done, he walks downstairs and sits down at the table. You hand him some food, and he starts to eat slowly.

You stand behind him and rub his back and run your hand through his hair.

After half of it of his food gone, he looked sick again. You got him the trash can and he threw up. You weren't surprised. You did this on your first gorey mission too.

"I'm sorry," Tamaki whispered, after he threw up.

"You don't have to apologize for anything. You can continue to eat or not, whatever you feel comfortable with. I'm going to go check on the rest of them, okay," You ask, running your fingers through his soft hair.

"You're leaving," He questions, looking up to you with a worried face.

"Oh no. Just calling them. I'm staying here as long as you need me," You kiss his forehead and move to the other room to call Bakugou.

He answers with a groan. "Who the fuck is it?"

"Drop the attitude. I'm calling to check on Kirishima," You say, rolling your eyes.

"Oh. L/N. He's uhm... Is it normal for him to be throwing up this much," He asks, sounding worried.

"Uh..." You heard Tamaki throw up again. "Yes, Tamaki's doing the same thing. Make sure he gets rest and water and he should be fine... Don't be surprised if there are nightmares," You leaned against the wall behind you.

"You never told me what happened," He says, like you're dumb.

"We went on a mission with Fat Gum, Tamaki, Nejire and Mirio. It was worse than we thought it was when we got there. There were a lot of bodies and blood. Not something they should be seeing so early on in hero work," You explain, banging your head slightly.

"So... He just saw a gruesome scene," He seems like he trying to understand the problem there.

"I know it doesn't SOUND bad, but you weren't there. All the blood on him? That was just from getting survivors out, with no fighting. It's hard for someone his age to see something like that, whether you want to believe it or not, Bakugou. Now I gotta call Mario's and Nejire's dad. Keep me updated," You say, and hang up after he agrees.

The same thing was happening with Mirio and Nejire. After making sure they were OKAY though, you got back to Tamaki and put him to bed.

It took him a good hour to fall asleep in your arms but eventually, did.

You watched him sleep and hated how that day went.

Aizawa

Like Shinsou, he loved his sleep, which was hard to get when being a teacher and a hero. So when he went a few days without a minute of sleep, he was grumpy as fuck.

You also had your job so you didn't see him a lot, but kept calling him to check up. You noticed how snappy he got with you, which was rare to say the least.

You got home one night and saw Shinsou and Eri on the couch.

"Thank god you're home," Eri says, jumping into your arms, and you put her on your hip. She was starting to get too big for that.

"What's wrong," You ask, feeling the tension in the room.

"Dad's in a mood. He didn't yell at us or anything but he snapped at me. Eri has never seen it so it kinda freaked her out," Shinsou says, standing up and hugging you. "Welcome home though."

You smiled softly, hugging him back. "Thank you. And Eri, you know how to get grumpy when you haven't had your nap," You ask, propping her up higher on your hip after she nods. "That's what Dad is going through. He's okay and he's not mad at you or Shinsou. Just tired."

"Ooooh! Okay," she yells, understanding.

"Here, I'll get her ready for bed. I don't know when he'll be back from patrol," Shinsou says, taking Eri and she holds onto him, clearly not tired.

Shinsou was very tall now, so you had to tiptoe to kiss the top of his head. "You know I appreciate it when you take care of her."

Shinsou smiles softly and kisses the side of your head. "I know you do, Mom. Don't worry about it."

"Okay. Go do what you have to do. I'm gonna call your Dad," You said, ruffling his alresdy messy hair.

You went up to the bedroom and called Aizawa and immediately, he sounded ticked off.

"What," He asked, sounding annoyed with you.

"Just wanted to check up on you," You said, knowing snapping back at him would do nothing.

"I'm fine, Y/N. Why the hell would you call me just for that," He said, making you feel stupid.

Scratch the whole snapping back thing.

"I'm sorry I'm worried about my husband, after I come home to both of our kids worried about you as well. I know you're tired and haven't slept, but you better think before you have an attitude with your caring and loving wife, m'kay," You say, not with an attitude persay, but there was a tone there.

He went silent before speaking up. "I'm sorry, I know I've been fucking moody and all of that. I am done with patrol in like 30 minutes and I'll be home to get sleep and calm down."

"Okay, babe. I love you," You say, sitting down.

"I love you too," He says before you hang up.

About 45 minutes later, he gets home and you are there to greet him. You wrap your arms around his neck and he hugs you as you kiss him.

"Bedtime," You say, pulling him.

"I need to showe-," You cut him off.

"Bedtime, Shota."

He followed you to the bedroom, and got changed while you plugged in his phone. You pulled him on the bed and he laid on your chest.

"I love you, Y/N," He says, going to sleep.

"I love you too."

Hawks

Hawks looked like the most happy, cocky and confident person to survive when it came to his fans.

You were a different story.

You were there to hold him as he cried about his bad days, which he had quite a bit of. You were there to hold him when he ranted about not being good enough to be a hero. And you were there to reassure him that you loved him when he struggled with believing so.

One night, he just had a breakdown while you were at work. So when you came home and heard his uneven breathing and struggled sobs, you took your shoes off and found him on the kitchen floor, looking almost in physical pain.

You bent down to him and he only noticed you because you blocked his vision.

"Keigo, baby, look at me," He shook his head, tears falling like a river. You lift his head up yourself and wipe his tears away. "Take a breath, you're hyperventilating."

"I- I can't," he chokes out.

"Yes you can, it's okay," You take his hands out of his hair. He puts them on your waist as if he's afraid of you moving away. "I'm not going anywhere babe, it's okay."

It took him a minute but he started breathing a little more normally. You ran your hands through his messy hair and let him hold onto you, tightly.

"What's wrong," You ask, not stopping the hand in his hair.

"...we need to break up," He says, and you look down at him.

"Excuse me," You say, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm not good enough for you, Y/N," He says and you sigh, thankful that this was something you could talk him out of.

He watches as you stand up, and then pull him up with you. "Come on. You need to change out of your hero costume and then we're talking."

"But-."

"This is not up for discussion, Takami," you say, with a tone that makes Keigo agree instantly. He knew you well enough to know when not to fuck around.

He followed you into the bedroom and you took his jacket off and then pointed to the rest of his clothes. "Strip." Then you went to get him to start a shower.

He stripped his clothes and you pulled him in the shower with you. He sighed as you started cleaning his wings. You smiled softly as you watched them shake gently.

You two showered in silence, and washed each other. He looked exhausted.

When you two got out, you got dressed and you laid him down on your stomach, which he gladly took, holding onto you tightly.

"I'm sorry," He says, softly. You run your hands through his hair. "I don't want to break up. I just want you to be happy."

"I am happy. With you. Being without you breaks me, Keigo. I'm sorry I can't get you to understand that. But you don't have anything to be sorry for. I know. Just go to sleep," you say softly, now rubbing his bare back.

"...okay," he whispers and yoy let him cuddle into you.

"I love you Y/N," he says, falling asleep.

"I love you too."

Dabi

Dabi doesn't show emotions, much like his little brother. He tries. God, he tries so hard but it's hard for him. You've only seen it a few times. Those few times, were just barely, where he tells you he loves you.

When you walked into your shared apartment one day, and heard a glass shatter almost immediately, you jumped.

"Fuck," You heard him yell out, then a loud bang.

You went into the kitchen and saw him sinking to the floor, back against the wall. You saw the blood down his face, the red knuckles, the broken glass and the hole in the wall. You didn't freak out, but got some first aid stuff from the bathroom, then knelt down in front of him.

"Get the fuck away from me, Y/N," He said, his voice raspy and tried to push you away.

You smacked his hand away. "No."

"I wasn't as-," You stop him from finishing.

"You weren't asking? I'm not your EnEmY, Touya. Now, look at me," You say, grabbing his chin and lifting his bloody face up. You saw the blood coming from his eyes, and pooling in them. That had to hurt.

He doesn't fight you, but softens. You clean his face and then move to his hands. They were at least sprained. So you wrapped them up.

"How'd you sprain BOTH hands, and wrists," You ask, tightening the bandage.

"...I don't want to talk about it," His voice is strained.

"Okay," You say simply, then moved the first aid stuff out of the way and got him ice for his hands. "Come on, stand up."

He stands and you pull him to the bedroom, sitting him down on the bed and handing him the ice.

"Get comfortable. I'll be right back, Touya," You went to walk away but he stopped you.

"Please stay," He croaks out, and you turn back to see his eyes pooling with blood again. You grab a tissue and start wiping at the blood again.

"Calm down, babe. It's okay, I'm here," You say softly, as he looks you in the eye.

"You won't leave," He asks, grabbing your waist gently.

"No. Never. Now can you tell me what happened," You ask, letting him pull you into his lap.

"...Shoto knows who I am," His voice was very shaky, like he was about to break down. "He pulled me into an alley way and told me everything he knew before I could even react."

"Did he say he was going to say something," You ask, worried yourself.

"No. He just hugged me and said he missed me. I just... Did I do the wrong thing by running away? I didn't know he would miss me like that. He was almost crying, Y/N. I didn't want to hurt him, I didn't think he'd care," He looks broken.

"...running away wasn't a good choice, I won't lie to you. But it's not like you HAD a choice. It was that or get even more hurt," You say, rubbing his neck gently.

"But I hurt Shoto," He says, blood started to spill from his eyes again.

"Baby, you need to calm down for a second," You held him while wiping the blood away, once again.

It takes a few minutes for him to calm down and then you notice the tired look on his face.

"Do you want to go to sleep," You ask, running a hand through his hair.

"Yes. Is that okay," He asks, looking up to you, making you chuckle.

"Of course it is. We'll clean you up later. For now, arms up," You say, pulling them up. You take his bloody shirt off and he lays down, pulling you on him to cuddle.

"I love you so much, Y/N," He says before kissing you.

After you break apart from the kiss, you look him in the eye. "I love you too, Touya."

He knows you would never understand how much that truly means to him.

Shigaraki

It was getting late, and Shigaraki said he would be at your place hours ago. You naturally got worried, texting Toga. And she said he left awhile ago.

So you sat there, hoping he'd at least send a text. But no text, no call, nothing for hours upon hours. You eventually just go to sleep, hoping for the best.

Soon enough, you wake up to banging downstairs. You questioned if it was actually Shigaraki, until you heard "FUCK!"

That was definitely his voice.

You jogged downstairs to see he dusted a vase. "...I'll steal you a new one."

"My Mom's ashes were in that," You gave him a horrified look and he froze.

"...I'll dust you a new Mom?"

"Nah, she was a bitch anyway," Shigaraki huffed as you landed in his arms. "You're pouting, what's wrong?"

"I am not po- I do not pout," He almost looked offended.

You poked his bottom lip. "Then put this buddy away," You smiled softly and kissed him. "How about you rant as we make dinner together? I hear your stomach growling."

Toga

Toga was coming back from her mission within a few hours. You were waiting at your house, with food ready to just heat up and eat. You knew she didn't have much time to eat to take care of herself much at all during these longer missions.

You sat on the couch, on your phone with the lights off. It was dark, moonlight shining in and lighting it up pretty well.

Then your living room was suddenly bright. You looked outside, squinting against the light, and noticed it was the LOV van. You stood up, stretching snd approached the door as there was a knock.

There stood Dabi, holding a very dirty and tired looking Toga. "She's being dramatic, take her," Dabi huffed.

You took hold of her, her latching onto you with her arms around your neck, legs around your waist. "Thanks Dabi."

"Whatever," He mumbled, walking away.

You shut the door and looked down to Toga. "You want some food?"

"Mhm," She nodded, yawning.

After you guys ate, you got her into a bath. She was filthy, and it wasn't just on her clothes. Absolutely covered in blood and dirt.

You cleaned her up from outside of the tub, and she was practically passed out asleep. You didn't mind helping, especially after the long week she had.

Ever so often, her hand would grab yours as if she was unaware you were busy cleaning her. As if she was telling you to stop moving.

"Himiko, you gotta let go," You chuckled, trying to pull your wrist out of her grip.

"Bedtime," She mumbled, grip loosening just a bit.

"You can't go to bed covered in dried blood," You mumbled, cleaning off her arm.

Toga just hummed. You took your time cleaning her, checking for any cuts that had to be cleaned up. There were a few so you finished cleaning her of mud and dirt, and woke her up.

She was a little moody, but you still stood her out of the bath, and dried her off. She whined a little when you cleaned and bandaged up her cuts, but you got through it.

You brought her to the bedroom, got her dressed in just your shirt since she asked to be, put her hair up and finally, you two went to bed.

In the middle of the night, you woke up to her sitting up out of your arms quickly, gasping. You took a few seconds to process you were alive before looking to her.

She was shaking, and crying. "Hey, baby, what's wrong," You sat up next to her. You touched her shoulder and she jumped. "Okay, okay, I won't touch you."

You leaned over, turning a lamp on. "Himiko, it's okay," You sat by her, not touching her.

You continued to talk to her softly, eventually being able to hold her hand. She stopped crying eventually, but still shook. You pulled her into your lap and kissed her, letting her get comfortable.

"I love you, Y/N. I'm sorry," Toga yawned.

"Don't be sorry, it's okay. I love you too," You mumbled, turning the lamp off and leaning back in bed, holding her close.

Take these Y/N and Share What You Got

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@woopsieswithnoh I need to know your answer NOW

🚭🥀SMOKEY ROSE 🥀🚭

~~~~~~~~~~~~~A Larry x Reader Fic~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

TW: Slight use of drugs will be used in this fic

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Larry was having one of those days again. The day was moving by slower than it was supposed to, drifting in and out to sleep as he attempted to complete the semester's midterm before spring break. As time ticked and ticked, the more pissed he got looking at the numbers on his paper til he couldn't take it anymore.

"Can I go to the nurse I'm not feeling the best," he said quickly raising his hand.

The teacher, who was as ready to leave for the break as everyone else shook his head.

Larry quickly got up from his seat and nearly speed-walked out of the silent room into the school halls. With this, he could take a painful sigh of relief. He couldn't focus with his mind in a panic. He needed to calm his mind for a brief moment. Hopefully, the teacher wouldn't notice he was gone for too long. He made his way down the halls to the janitor's closet. Just as he opens the door he's shocked to see a small figure curled up in the corner next to the paper toilets, rolling a blunt.

The figure looked up at Larry, sharing his shock but soon sighing in relief as he closed the door behind him.

"That better not be my secret stash," his whisper was harsh but playful

"Of course not~," dragging your words as you pull out ur lighter "Wanna puff?"

"You're going to ask me if I want a puff of my own shit in my secret hiding spot?"

"Well if you put it that way-"

"Just hand me the stupid blunt," he laughs as he sits down next to the dirty mop and playfully snatches the blunt and lighter from you. "I reckon you're having a shitty day too?"

"Oh, boy don't I have a story to tell you!" You stood up in the cramped little closet telling the story about how you've been going through a runt with your art teacher about your art group project and how Travis, one of your group partners, was making a problem. Larry sat and listened to it all, nodding his head as smoke filled the cramped room.

He always thought it was funny how you always had to stand up and move around to tell a story, the way you pouted when you were upset, everything about you tickled his brain in a funny way. Maybe it was the smoke, he thought so many times. But the more he spent time with you the more that funny thought turned into something more, something stronger, something that for the past few months he has finally realized. At that moment in time, he wondered what you both could be.

...

"-LARRY!"

"Huh," he quickly snapped out of his thoughts, soon realizing that you were leaning in front of him snapping your fingers in his face.

"Were you even listening?" You frowned

"Oh yeah of course! Yeah, Travis, total dickhead-" Larry stopped as you giggled, and lightly grabbed the blunt between his lips.

"I think you've had enough of this," you giggled as you slipped the blunt between your own. "So why are you here, don't you have a midterm today?" You say as you try to flip your lighter struggling.

And at that moment something happened. Larry didn't know what, but he felt something. That weird itchy feeling in his chest grew stronger and it wasn't from the smoke. He knew. He always knew. But the words never slipped out his mouth the right way.

"Oh umm... just... math test, yeah math test."

"Guessing you couldn't focus?"

"Yep."

"Well that's understandable," Take one more puff before standing up and handing it back to Larry. "Just don't stay in here for too long."

"Wait you're leaving already."

"Yeah, I have to head back before the teacher begins to wonder where I am."

"Oh," he sighs as you reach and twist the handle of the door.

"Awwwww, is lil Lar-Bare gonna miss me," you mimic in a baby-like tone

"Fuck you," he yells as he grabs a dirty cloth and throws it at you but not before you close the door, leaving the damp cloth slide down the door. Leaving him with himself and himself alone.

He sighed looking down at the blunt he had given back to you. The itchy feeling was getting worse by the day. Every day that he saw you the feeling always got worse. And knowing that information scared the shit out of him.

He liked you. Liked really, really liked you. Yet every time that those words came to mind, he pushed them away not giving them a second thought. But now the slightest thought of you drove him crazy, nuts even.

Before those thoughts took over again he quickly took another puff hoping the smoke would help with his overriding mind. Yet as he took his puff he quickly began coughing, from such a strong inhale. He coughed and coughed hoping that the sting would go away in his chest but it only got worse. Causing something to come up from his throat in sharp pain. Quickly spitting it out on the tile floor of the closet. Catching his breath he looked over to what he had and regurgitated, to his shock he found something unusual.

Two red rose petals covered in saliva on the floor

"What tha-"

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Okay so IK i have a fic I'm already working on a a Bunnydoll fic along with a like a TADC AU but I had to post this because before I even had this account I had another account that was created like 2 years ago and it had this fic on it, but SOME HOW it was deleted (that was like 3 years ago when I was super into sally face)

I honestly was turn this into a drawing and/or a like a full story

You ask Wrecker if he likes you, and- Lol, sorry, its either that or he literally accidentally suffocates you from an embrace.

Give me something to draw with y/n and a Bnha boi (tell me which on) 😌😌

I’m Down to draw anything rn I need to ‘train’