You were in love with your roommate Hoseok. Jimin knows your secret and wants to help you make him jealous.
Happy Birthday to my world and sunshine! Im not trying to cry but I hope my angel has the best day ever!!
You got home, to your shared apartment, after your morning shift. You hated being a waitress but Sunday mornings did bring in a big crowd. You think people who just got out of church were supposed to be nice but no. Everyone is cranky and wants brunch. Either way people tipped you well this morning and you needed to go buy groceries for you and Hoseok.
Hoseok, you thought. You wondered if he was awake. It was about two in the afternoon so you figured not. You knew he went out for a night of drinking with his friends. You also knew he brought a girl home last night. Mostly because you could hear everything they had done last night, well technically this morning. His room was across from your room and down the hall, that’s how loud they were. You could hear the bed hit the wall, the way she was screaming out for him, it was all too much for you. Especially his moans, they sounded so dirty and needy. You just wished they were for you, aching for you. Here you were in the kitchen writing a grocery list and getting wet thinking about Hoseok moaning.
Request: I was wondering can I have a request of Dean x reader where they use to hunt together and dressed kinda like a tom boy but Dean loved her and the she went on her own for a bit then like years later she’s like all hot now like wears heals and looks badass ?? Thank you!
nct reaction to s/o hugging them from behind
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Would smile so shyly and sweetly, slightly embarrassed (you know what smile I’m talking about) He wasn’t used to this kind of skin ship from you; quick pecks and shy hand holding were your thing. He’d put his hands over yours, rocking from side to side, probably still trying to get over his embarrassment.
This abnormally tall child (who am I kidding? I’m a tall ass child myself) would possibly be a little annoyed at you initiating skin ship. He’d like being the one initiating skin ship with you, the one kissing you first or hugging you first. Of course he’d love it, but at first he’d be a tiny bit annoyed. “Jagi! Y/N!” He’d cry. “Let me do that you; it’ll be better- wait!” He’d spin around, turning you round gently before wrapping his arms around your waist and leaning down to rest his head on your shoulder/head. “Hmm, doesn’t this feel better like this?“
Taeyong wouldn’t say anything. His heart would stop momentarily; these little gestures of yours would mean a lot to him and he’d love it. Smiling, he’d turn round, pulling your forwards into his chest. One hand running through your hair, the other wrapped around your waist. You too weren’t always that into skin ship so this would be a very special moment for the pair of you.
This undercover fuck boy would love this gesture and attention. He’d playfully push you off, dusting off his shoulders and sorting out his hair. “Ah, jagiya! Stop trying to ruin my vibe!” He’d tease you for a bit, but when he saw you pouting - his ultimate weakness - and beginning to turn and leave, he’d reach out and give you a back hug too, begging to you to stay and cuddle.
This guy would react like WinWin. He’d blush and smile widely, possibly squeal a little bit too out of excitement. ”That was so cute! Do it again! Do it again!“ He’d push your arms away gently, asking you to do it again. Every time you did his heart would flutter slightly and he’d giggle like a school boy. You had never seen him in this state before, but you defiantly weren’t complaining.
Jaehyun wouldn’t react one bit, but you wouldn’t be able to see his cheeks flush and feel his heart race faster. He’d let you cling on like a koala bear, smirking when you start to walk away upset he hadn’t hugged you back or acknowledged him. Following you behind, you oblivious of him doing this, he’d wrap his arms around your waist and pull up into a back hug: “hmm, don’t worry, Y/N. I love you a lot you know that?”, not wanting to actually upset you for real.
Awe, this little ray of sunshine my little child lol He loved it when you wrapped your arms tightly from behind. He blushed furiously, giggling slightly at how cute and adorable you were. Turning around, he’d wrap his arms around your waist, picking you up and twirling you round, the pair of you laughing like idiots.
This boy would be startled at first, possibly a little shy at your gesture. “Y/N!!” He’d whine quietly. “You love it really”, you’d tease him, still holding onto him. Of course he did, but he wouldn’t admit it. He’d let you carry on in silence, before giving into you by turning around and giving you a quick squeeze and peck.
He’d literally squeal and laugh and absolutely love it. He’ll gush about how cute you are and how much he loves you, running up to the other members and showing you off for your skinship. For the rest of the day, he will literally do anything for you, offering you piggybacks and giving you lots of food. There was no real, legitimate reason for him to do this - but, he’d just use it as an excuse to spoil you.
Hi!! Can you do a BTS reaction where the boys are single dads and their child gets lost, and it's the reader who finds them and stays with them until they come back to find their child? Does that make sense ? 😂
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(We couldn’t resist making these scenarios kind of long, they were so cute! Hope you don’t mind!)
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BTS Reacts To You Finding Their Lost Kid
You’d be wandering through the mall, looking for a new dress for your friends wedding. With the dress in the bag, you started to walk to the exit, when all of a sudden there’s a small poke on your leg. “E-excuse me, can you help me find my daddy?” “Oh! Well, um, I can try! When did you get lost?” The little boy would be looking up at you with tears in his eyes. “W-well, I told him I had to go to the bathroom, but when I came out, I didn’t know where daddy went.” You give him a friendly smile and grab ahold of his hand so you wouldn’t lose him through the mall. “Why don’t we go check the shoe store? That’s the closest thing to the bathroom. Don’t worry! We’ll find him!” With your words, the little boy cheers up. Reaching the store, you walk inside only for your ears to be filled with a little squeal from the little boy. “Daddy!” Your hand is let go as the little boy runs up to his dad, who picks him up and swings him around. “Hey there little bud! I’m sorry, I wandered off! I just thought that I should get a new pair of timberlands while we’re here!” You watch the cute scene with a big smile in your face. Jungkook notices that someone else came in with his son and walks up to you. “Thank you so much for helping my son. I really should have waited for him to come out of the bathroom.” He says, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment. “Oh it’s fine! He was very friendly! You’re doing a great job with him. I’m Y/N, by the way.” You stick out your hand and he places his out as well. You notice how big his hands are compared to yours. Probably compared to anyone’s. “I’m Jungkook! It’s nice to meet you Y/N!” There’s a small silence before he speaks up again. “So…what’s a beautiful girl like you doing here alone?” You’re eyes widen in surprise at the sudden change in this man, before you blush. “Oh I was just getting a dress. My friend is getting married next week and I’ve been putting it off for awhile.” “Well, i’m sure it’ll look beautiful on you. Thank you again for bringing my son back!” Just as he was starting to walk away, you spoke up. “If you aren’t busy next week…would you maybe want to come with me? I don’t have a date and I’d really like to get to know you and your son more. If you don’t mind of course! Oh my gosh unless you’re seeing someone then just ignore everything I’ve said-” “I’m not seeing anyone. I’d love to accompany you!” You both exchange numbers before Jungkook heads off. With a silly grin on your face, you watch the man and his son leave, you can’t help but thank your procrastinating self for putting off getting a dress.
Jimin and his little boy would be walking around the amusement park, enjoying the sights and sounds of others riding the roller coasters. The sights would always take him back to when he came here with his family. Soon, the boy would tug on his dad’s hand. “Daddy! Can we get cotton candy!?” Giving his signature smile down at him, he nods his head. “Sure! What’s an amusement park without some cotton candy!” He tells the little boy to wait for him, setting him up on the bench before making his way over to the stand. When he has the sugary treat in his hand and turns around, his boy is nowhere to be found. Jimin goes into a state of panic, and starts to run around the park in search of his precious little boy. He soon spots him holding onto the hand of a beautiful girl, who is searching the crowd of faces; most likely for him. Sighing in relief, Jimin runs up to you, giving you a grateful smile while pulling the boy into a hug. “Thank god you’re safe! And thank you so much! I take my eyes off of this little guy for one minute and he runs off on an adventure!” The smile you give him makes him stop and stare in awe at how bright it is. “It’s no problem at all! He’s a really sweet kid, I’m glad you two are reunited.” You look down at the kid and speak to him. “And maybe next time you go on an adventure you can bring your dad along, yeah?” “Okay!” The boy responds enthusiastically. “Daddy! Can she come with us for the day! We can all go on an adventure together!” Jimin looks at you, and after getting an eager nod, he looks back down at his son. “Why not?” The boy squeals in excitement as the three of you make your way back around the park. “I’m Jimin, by the way.” “I’m Y/N! It’s been a pleasure meeting you!” “Oh the pleasure’s all mine, Y/N.” with a wink sent your way, you make your way back to the cotton candy stand, after realizing that Jimin had dropped the treat in his rush to find his son. Even after giving the sugary treat to the little boy, he couldn’t help but think that the sweetest thing he’s gotten today was the chance to spend the day (and hopefully more to come) with you.
Taehyung: Taehyung would take his kid to the toy store. He would say to his son that it’s time to get a new toy to play with, but really Taehyung would get so excited by all the cool new gadgets and gizmos. Minutes after walking into the store, he’d get distracted and wander off in search of a cool new toy. With Taehyung distracted, the kid would go off on his own, mesmerized by the sounds and colors off all the toys. Soon he’d bump into you. “Oh! Hi there! Are you lost? Where’s your parents?” You would ask him, he’d respond with a little giggle, saying that it’s only his daddy. “He was somewhere over there! But I wanted to look at all the toys!” You’d smile at his own carefree little smile. “It is a cool place isn’t it? But we should get you back to your daddy, he must be worried. Plus, you won’t be able to get a new toy without him!” The kid would look up at you with an exaggerated face of horror at the chance of not getting a new toy. He’d grab your hand and tug on it. “Let’s go! C'mon hurryyy!” With a small laugh you’d follow him, but only to be stopped by a man. “Oh thank god! There you are! You scared me! I didn’t know where you went!” You assumed this was the father as he ran up and hugged the little kid. Realizing that you were there, he stood up and greeted you with a sheepish smile. “I’m so sorry! I got so distracted by all the toys I kind of just wandered off on my own…” You laugh, shaking your head. “It’s alright! He wasn’t any trouble at all! He’s very sweet, I’m just glad that you found him in this massive place.” He’d laugh in response, and you stare at him. He has the same carefree smile and nature as the child. Thinking that all is good, you start to walk off, only to be stopped by the father. “Wait! Um…seeing that you helped me and, I think you would be able to help me keep track of this little guy…would you maybe want to look at the toys…together? I-I mean only if you want! It’s just that you’re so pretty and you seem cool and I don’t want to bother you-” “I’d love to! I wouldn’t mind spending more time with you. You seem pretty cool, seeing that you’re in this place anyways.” You both laugh, the kid pulling you both off into the direction of the toy cars. “I’m Taehyung, by the way.” “I’m Y/N. it’s nice to meet you!” “Likewise! And thanks for staying with us. But now I’m worried that the toys won’t be the only thing distracting me.” He sends you a wink and follows his kid. And with a blush and a shy smile on your face, you follow him; never more grateful for shiny cars and robots than in that moment.
Hoseok: He’d be walking through the streets, on his way to the carnival in town. His big hand would be grasped by his little girl’s smaller one, so they wouldn’t be separated. All of a sudden, Hoseok would be pushed aside as a sudden rush of the crowd pushed the two apart. Realizing that he is no longer holding hands with his daughter, he panics. He starts yelling her name, yelling out for her. He stops and looks in all directions, paying no mind to the rude looks the passersby’s are giving him. Just as he was about to go into full panic mode and break down, he spots her. But the thing that interests him the most is the hand she’s holding onto. A very beautiful woman. The crowd is pushing them up against a local shop, and he sees you looking around for someone. Realizing that you’re probably looking for him, he makes his way over to you two. Reaching you, he speaks first. “I am so sorry! We got lost in the crowd together and I got so worried! Thank you so much for finding her! I’m sorry for interrupting your day.” You shake your head and laugh. He noticed how bright your smile is and zoned out before realizing that you’re answering him. “Oh it’s really no trouble at all! She’s very cute! She’s like a real life princess!” The little girl smiles shyly and nudges her foot against the ground before looking up at Hoseok. “Daddy, why don’t we bring her along!” “Well…that’s okay with me. We’re headed to the carnival, if you want to tag along. Seeing as you did save my child from the crowd.” “Oh I’d love to! I was just on my way there! But It’ll be more fun to spend the day with someone else! Especially in the presence of a princess!” Again, she laughs, and the little girl grabs both your hands and pulls you down the crowded street once again. Hoseok looks over and smiles gratefully at you, glad that you were the one that found his little princess. And maybe, he thinks, maybe…you could become his queen.
He would be at the bookstore with his little boy. Namjoon had run out of books to read and decided that he would go get a new one. But, he would get so into the book he was reading that he’d forget about his kid. Scared, the boy would run around looking for his dad. That’s where he’d run into you. You would be flustered at first, seeing this little crying boy run into you and cling to your legs. “Hey, what’s wrong? It’s okay, I’ll help you. What’s wrong?” “M-my daddy! I c-can’t find h-him!” He’d burst into a fresh wave of tears. Thinking that it could calm him down, you’d gently grab hold of his hand and tug him to the kids section. You’d pull him to sit on a chair and you’d sit in front of him. You’d start reading a cute little picture book, making each character have a different voice and make a big deal about showing him the pictures. Soon, the little boy had stopped crying and was paying close attention to the book. Meanwhile, Namjoon had realized that he had lost his kid and started to search the bookstore. When he reached the kid section of the bookstore, he’d spot you two. But instead of coming up and pulling his kid with him; he stops and watches. Thinking that you have a beautiful voice and how adorable you two look. Especially with all the characters voices. Namjoon would smile watching the little scene. When you’d reach the end of the book, and his little boy would smile and laugh clapping his little hands, he would approach you. Standing up, you smile at him. “I’m going to guess this is your little boy?” “Yes. I’m so sorry you had to watch him. I hope he wasn’t any trouble.” “It wasn’t any at all! I enjoyed reading to him! Just make sure he doesn’t run off again!” “Oh trust me! I’ve got my eye on the little sneak!” He’d feel a tug on his hand and look down at his boy. “Daddy! The pretty lady read me a story! Can we read another one? Pleeease?” He’d look to you, and once you nodded your head with a smile, he’d respond. “Alright little man. But only one more.” With an excited clap of his hands, he’d sit back down and wait patiently for you too read another story. Namjoon would stand, leaning against the bookshelf and watching you too. Watching his little boy smile and listen intently to the story, as well as the way your face would change with every character; he thought that he could get used to this.
“Daad! Hurry up! I want to go play with the duckies!” A smile spreads across Yoongi’s face as his adorable little girl tugs on his hand with all her might as an attempt to rush him, which ultimately ends up failing. “The duckies aren’t going anywhere, sweetheart.” Yoongi and his daughter make their way to the gorgeous lake that sparkles throughout the day. Next to that is the giant, pink weeping willow tree that provides shade to Yoongi’s favorite bench. He plops down and lets out a long sigh. “Ah, your dad is getting old.” He says, rubbing his back. “Daddy, you’ve always been like that.” She says. Yoongi lets out a chuckle, nodding to himself with pride for teaching his daughter how to be so clever. She prances her way to the edge of the lake with her bag of seeds in her tiny hands. “Alright, now, you know the rules.” Yoongi says in his nagging voice. She lets out a long sigh, “Be nice and gentle to the duckies, don’t go into the water, and don’t wander off…” She says in a monotone voice, mocking her father. ‘Yah, don’t give me that. Now you have no excuse if you break the rules.” She ignores what her father says, and turns her attention to the lake, where ducks are now making their way towards her. The sight of Yoongi’s little girl, with her big eyes and giant grin on her face, brought happiness and warmth to his heart. He smiles, admiring his love. They stayed like this for awhile. Without realizing, however, Yoongi had dozed off in his seat. He opened his eyes to see his daughter was nowhere in sight. Yoongi begins to panic. His heart starts racing as he leaps out of the bench, looking left and right and calling her name. He looks all over the park. The lake, the jungle gym, even the bathrooms. She wasn’t there. Eventually, Yoongi made his way to the swings. And there she was, swaying back and forth in the air with a huge smile across her face. The sound of her giggles never brought Yoongi as much comfort as they did right now. He moves close to her, “Thank god you’re okay! You know not to wander off like that!” He begins to nag once again, out of breath. “You could’ve been hurt…” Yoongi’s voice trails off when he sees you helping her off the swing. “I’m assuming you’re her dad, then.” You say, smiling at him. “Sorry daddy! You fell asleep and I got bored! I waited with the pretty lady for you to wake up!” You blush. “Sorry to worry you! She was wandering all by herself, so I decided to wait with her and keep her safe.” Yoongi smiles and nods, thanking you. The three of you start to take a walk around the park as Yoongi expresses his gratitude towards you for keeping his daughter safe. The conversation is filled with shy smiles, blushes, and quiet giggles until she tugs on yours and Yoongi’s hands. “Up! Up!” She says, bouncing up and down. Yoongi looks at you, almost as if to say You don’t have to. But you smile and grab her hand anyways, giggling as the two of you swing her into the air. Yoongi’s heart flutters, and you pretend not to notice as he looks at you with adoring eyes. He’ll never let his daughter hear this, but maybe breaking the rules isn’t always a bad thing.
Seokjin: Jin and his little boy would be wandering through a festival. The little boy’s eyes would be filled with fascination and wonders. Jin’s would be as well, as he had never been to a festival this big. He would be so amazed by all the sights and sounds, as well as all the food stands, that’d he’d wandered off. The little boy, trying to stay calm he approached a nearby food stand. It was a cute little stand filled with baked goods. You, the one in charge of it, would see the little boy coming. You’d put on a friendly smile and stepped out from behind the stand. “Hi there little guy! What can I do for you?” “I-I can’t find my daddy. Do y-you think that I can wait here?” “Of course! Would you like a sweet treat while you wait? I made them myself.” His eyes would fill with excitement at getting a treat. A few minutes later, Jin would spot his little boy munching on a brownie in front of the stand. Seeing him, the boy would run up and hug his legs. “Daddy! The nice lady made this! Do you think she can make some more for us?” Noticing you, he’d come up, apologizing for any trouble the boy could have caused. “Oh it’s fine. He was very nice. Plus, I’m glad I could give him some of my new baked goods!” Jin, noticing how cute you looked in an apron with your hair pulled back into a messy ponytail, would smile. “Well…seeing as this little guy enjoyed your treats…you wouldn’t mind me taking some for the road?” “Sure! Take all you want! There are plenty!” Once he had a bag full of sweets, he’d start to walk away, before suddenly stopping. “Um…you wouldn’t mind if I asked for your number, would you? You know, just in case you had any new treats to try out. My son would be happy to taste test them. And I would always be happy to see you again.” Jin says with a shy smile and a light blush dusting his cheeks. With a shy smile yourself, you’d write your number down and hand it to him. “I’ll be expecting a call…” “Seokjin…Jin.” Im Y/N! It’s been a pleasure! I do hope I hear from you soon!“ With your friendly smile in his mind, he heads off again holding onto his boy’s hand. Although, him wandering off hadn’t been such a bad thing after all.
☽ synopsis: Jeongguk
fell in love with you over the course of many years. But there were four
specific events that made him fall for you more and more
guys. this will be my first one shot and i am quite proud of finally being able
to finish one. any form of feedback is very much welcome & please give it a shot
In the course of 10 years, Jeongguk had managed to
fall in love with you. But there were a few specific events that really made
him really fall head over heels for you. Four events, to be exact.
If eleven-year-old Jeongguk had to describe the place he
had moved to in one word, it would be quiet. Although Busan is quite known for
being a big city with many skyscrapers decorating the skies and lights visible
from miles away, the district he moved to was like a whole other world in.
Located in the outskirts of Busan, the area could also be described as a serene
place with few people filling up the wide streets. Even though the young boy
was used to quite the opposite, he familiarized himself easily. Befriending
neighboring kids and meeting new people went without complications. Jeongguk
really was a shy kid, but for some reason he managed to get to know many kids
and dared to get out of his shell.
Request: regaltempo said:Hello! My request is a
Peter Quill x Reader. The reader is a human too, who likes and plays classical
music on violin, and one day when you think everyone is asleep in the ship you
practice on your violin, but little do you know Peter is listening to you on
the other side of the wall. After you’re finished he shows himself and asks for
a dance and you play a cassette tape of classical music and dance the waltz
together. Thank you! Peter probably has
never heard of classical music before. That could be why he is so interested in
hearing the music at night. And the reader could be surprised that he doesn’t
know and they compromise and he teaches you how to dance and you play classical
music for him during the night. And maybe some kissing.
“I don’t think she likes me,” Peter groaned quietly, sitting
in the pilot seat of the ship and swiveling the chair back and forth
nervously. His friends sat behind him,
listing to him complain for the last several hours and growing impatient at the
incessant whining session. “She sits in
her room all day and barely says two words to me.”
“I agree that she does not like you. It’s obvious and you are quite right in
finally noticing it,” Drax nodded eagerly, reaching out to slap his friend
supportively on the arm, only to have him pull it from his reach. “This makes you sad. Would you like to me to speak to her for you
and find out why her hatred runs so deeply?”
Just donated $5, XD! Um, so Cap drabble??? *scratches head trying to think of a good one* Bucky!Cap finds a hurt puppy after a mission. Cue puppy-dog eyes at Sam and wanting to keep it. XD!
The puppy was young – old enough to be a little awkward, but young enough he was still obviously a puppy – and probably desperate. He looked thin, and he didn’t shy away from Bucky’s arm the way most dogs did.
“Cap,” Sam called, from a few floors up, looking down into the alley. “We should move, man, emergency services will be here soon and we can’t do anything more here.”
Bucky made a soft shushing noise, directed more at the puppy than at Sam as it limped towards him. “That’s right, brother,” he muttered. “Come to Captain America, truth justice liberty, blah blah…”
Steve, who had rescued everyone from little kids to heavyweight wrestlers in his day, used to pick up the odd cat or dog (once, infamously, a snake) but he usually handed them off to emergency services. Firemen were suckers for kittens. Bucky hadn’t rescued any animals As Captain America yet, usually because of the arm, but also because he wasn’t sure he was capable of giving one away once it crawled into his lap.
The puppy – black wispy terrier-fur, a long foxlike snout, bright blue eyes – snuffled at Bucky’s fingers, then ducked under them and made straight for his feet, still limping but making very good time. It grabbed onto the criss-crossed laces on his boots and began worrying it with soft, squeaking growls.
“Funny, I got a best friend who used to be that way,” Bucky told him.
“Cap, did you hear me?” Sam asked, landing next to him in the alley, wings folded in. The puppy looked up and whuffed disdainfully. Bucky gathered it into his hands, careful of the front left leg, and straightened up.
Sam looked at the dog, then at Bucky, whose eyes were wide and hopeful behind the helmet’s mask.
“We can give him to a fireman,” he said, voice indicating he knew it was hopeless.
“OR,” Bucky suggested, “We can name him Scout and he can be Captain America’s sidekick.”
Sam sighed. “Are we gonna take him to the vet in-uniform, or do we get to go home and change first?”
“Uniform,” Bucky said, turning and marching confidently out of the alley, now that he’d won. “I bet they give us a discount for being superheroes.”
The first time Lily Evans wore James Potter’s shirt was an accident.
Lily grabbed it from the clean laundry pile that the House Elves placed on her trunk the night before. She threw it over her head and as it slid down her face into place she realized how good the shirt smelled. She mused that when her clothes came back from the elves, they never smelled so…good.
She didn’t notice it wasn’t one of her Gryffindor shirts until the hem fell right above her knees like a very short dress. The soft cotton was well worn and soft against her bare skin, colored scarlet with a lion rearing on the front majestically. Lily pulled it off just as quickly as she’d put it on, checking the tag and seeing no name written in. When she flipped it over to view the back she was in luck.
THIS IS REALLY LONG BUT THIS PROMPT WAS REALLY GOOD! I HOPE YOU ENJOY! OMFG THIS ISN’T EVEN A DRABBLE IT’S A FULL FIC, IT’S OVER 1k, LUCKY YOU LOL! Here’s #148: “Why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?”
The best thing about having a best friend is the fact you’re constantly with said best friend. That being said if Stiles could move in with Derek he totally would because their best friendom has reached epic proportions.
Sometimes Stiles will come over after school and Derek will be out of the room and Talia straight up asks him if he can help with the dishes. Derek leaves only to return with two plates for dinner with what Stiles likes to call the “optimum portion” on his plate. His father has inside jokes with Derek that Stiles will never understand. Hell, they’ve taken showers at each other’s houses and when they fail to have a certain clothing item they just take it from the other.
So yeah, be jealous, Derek is his best friend in the whole world.
Of course they stepped on each other’s toes, fought about the world’s most stupid shit, and occasionally were too sassy for the world to handle. Laura and Cora call them an old married couple much to their dismay. Except there really isn’t another way to describe them, it’s a pretty good comparison.
However they’re seventeen, Stiles is a man with needs.
The transition between sophomore and junior year did wonders for Derek. He hit the whole puberty thing like a pro. Skipped the acne train, managed to miss the squeaky voice memo, and ran straight into hot adult mode. He’s tall, dark, stubbly (or beardy depending on the day), and built like the hulk. So yeah…Derek got hot and Stiles was secretly all about that. Stiles was only human and his dick can’t control itself when it comes to his best friend.
Long story short, the whole sharing a bed thing had stopped too. Which sucked because Derek before and after puberty is actually a furnace and Stiles runs cold naturally. It worked really well Now? Now Stiles can’t deal with Derek’s soft sleeping puppy face combined with his shirtless chest in the mornings. At least not in the same bed.
While it pains him and Derek has questioned him on this, the solution was simple. Derek had a bed in his room, hence the name bedroom, but he also had this shitty futon for their late night gaming/movie extravaganzas. That was it, that was the solution, Stiles sleeps on the shitty futon that is too short for him now and his legs always fall off while Derek gets the bed.
Tonight they’re at Derek’s house, and it’s quiet with Cora at some weekend camp thing and Laura off in college. So it was just them and they’d been semi working on their separate econ papers and just hanging out while stuffing their faces with junk food. The last time Stiles checked the clock it was just after two in the morning, but that felt like forever ago and his eyes have been shut for a while as sleep welcomed him.
This…this is when weird shit happened and he thought it was a dream the first time it occurred.
It started with his legs, which were already half off the futon. Hands grasped his calves and put them straight. Then he was draped in the red fuzzy blanket the Hales kept around just for him even though it was threadbare and on its last leg. For the grand finale there was always this pause before he got a kiss on the forehead.
That’s right. A kiss on the forehead.
He was so done with it. Well…not like actually done done but he was tired of just getting them when Derek assumed he was already asleep. He wanted them to be real. He wanted them on other places than his forehead like his mouth, his chest, his—
Just lots of places, alright? Is that too much for him to ask?
So tonight, when his forehead was greeted with the soft brush of Derek’s lips he finally worked up the courage to crack his eyes open despite the lids feeling like a million pounds. Their eyes met and he watched as Derek’s face and ears were suddenly alive with red splotchy patches of embarrassment.
“Why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?” Stiles asked softly, rising so he was resting back on his elbows.
Derek stood there, and for a second the dorky shy kid he once knew was back, “I–um, do you want me to kiss you when you’re not sleeping?”
“Is that even a question? I mean I’ve kind of had a thing for you since freshman year big guy, but…if these were just best friend kisses then ignore me. That was a sleepy babble, don’t even acknowledge my words,” Stiles said.
There was this shift in shy dorky Derek, because suddenly that was replaced with this confident looking super hot version of Derek that Stiles had never seen but could totally get used to. For a beat they searched each other’s faces to see if there was any sign of hesitation or unsureness.
There was none.
Derek did this weird bending down thing and Stiles did this awkward scooting thing until they met in the middle. Hands cupped his face and his own ended up wound in Derek’s shirt, their heads tilted just so as their lips finally met. There wasn’t the fireworks like in movies but it felt damn good to kiss Derek. Of course Derek pulled him to his feet because the weird angle got to be too much.
Standing up only deepened the kiss and holy crap this could possibly top his love for curly fries. His love for kissing Derek. There needs to be a fanclub for this, obviously he’d be president and the only member, but still. The hint of facial hair Derek had tickled his mouth and chin, their tongues were suddenly involved and mingling, and it was just good.
So very awesomely good.
Eventually they pulled apart because oxygen, but they didn’t let go.
“Does this mean those weren’t best friend kisses or…?” Stiles asked, voice a little hoarse.
Derek smirked, “they were. You know it’s okay to be in love with your best friend right?”
“Well…in that case I love you and our best friend kisses.”
Back with more design for Reverse Gravity Falls~ But to avoid making confusion with the real Reverse one, may I have the permission to think of the new name for this AU ;; w ;;~ “Zero Gravity”
Here we have the Pines twins as the demons, and the Cipher twins as human, reverse all the stuff~ Except their personality still the same. And also the story line will be a bit different.
Bill and Will was born from a broken family so they’re not taught well, Bill is what people called a brat, naughty kid, while Will is more shy and maybe a good boy. They found out the Journal, and Bill decided to use the journal to revenge the cruel world in which he and his brother grown up.
Dipper and Mabel are good demons, or should I call them guardians, they protect the balance of the world from being destroyed by the weirdness.
When the Pines twins found out the journal’s in Bill’s hand, and how bad it affect Bill, they try to take the journal back and stop Bill, maybe Will too, cause Will listen to his brother, although Will is a good kid, he’s affected by bad influences, that’s Bill.
That’s all I could think of ;; w ;;)~~ Hope you like the idea~
Request: Can I request protective yoongi scenarios (since i like this side of him but wanna see toward his family) where Yoongi let Taehyung and Jimin take Taeyeon to theme park with their kids. Then Taejun tell his dad he likes Taeyeon and since Taehyung adoresTaeyeon, he likes the idea. Later when Yoongi joined them, he saw his daughter hand in hand with Taehyung’s son, he got over protective. ❤️❤️❤️ Thank you so much.
Genre: Family / Friendship.
-We will be joining you later- Yoongi said to Taehyung who was the one taking the bag you had prepared for Taeyeon, you had to go run some errands together so it had been great when Taehyung had offered to take Taeyeon with him to the park since he was taking his son too and soon Yoongi learned Jimin was going as well with his twins.
-It’s all fine hyung, you take your time, we will have fun-
You were talking with Jimin as Taeyeon was greeting Minah and the two boys. -Be careful, don’t let them go by themselves-
-Come on hyung- Taehyung laughed patting Yoongi’s back. -I’ll take care of her as if he was mine-
Yoongi nodded dedicating a fond glance to his daughter. -I’m just saying, none of your wives are going, and you two like parks too much-
Taehyung laughed at that and Jimin busted in the conversation. -Hey, we are perfectly responsible people-
-He’s just nervous to let go of Taeyeon- you whispered to Jimin who whispered to Taehyung making both of them laugh and Yoongi glare.
-Yah, what are you whispering there Y/N? And you too, rascals-
You laughed too going back to his side. -We were just saying you are bitter because you are not going-
Yoongi snorted placing his arm around your shoulders to pull you closer, you saw the four children, they were all around the same age, Taejun, Taehyung’s son, being the oldest with six, but they all interacted well together, it wasn’t the first time they met so they were pretty friendly with each other, little Taemin, Jimin’s son, being the shyest.
Taeyeon you knew would be perfectly ok, her uncles adored her, and she was a pretty capable five year old, playful and just a bit shy with strangers, but with them she was in her comfort zone, she was specially close with Taejun since they were just months apart in age and they got along well.
Instead of going to Lotte World, they were going to Seoul Children’s Grand Park which was likely to be less crowded but it was a great park too. You were a bit anxious too, a natural thing to see your little girl go out when at her short age it were rare the times when she went out, to anywhere that wasn’t school, without you. For Yoongi you knew it was a hard thing as his little girl was the apple of his eye, he was overprotective with you and the same thing translated to his daughter. They accommodated all the children on the back seat, the four of them going comfortably in Taehyung’s SUV.
-Call us if anything- you told them and both men nodded. -Have fun!- you cheered making the children wave and cheer back.
-Daddy!- Taeyeon threw a kiss at him and you could almost see Yoongi’s spirit falling and melting, it was a wonder how he just waved back cooly instead of clutching his heart.
Could you do a Bts reaction as single parents and having a crush on their child's new teacher? Thank you!!!!!
I’m in love with this concept I’ve actually been wanting to write a fanfic on it but I haven’t had the time.
BTS: Reaction as single parents liking their kids new teacher
•Jin: He walked into the classroom with two big sandwiches in his hand. One for him and one for his son. He didn’t know why he’s been called here, but he figured it would take a while so he brought food.
“I called you here because of food actually.” You said with a small giggle. “I don’t mind if he eats in class but he stuffs his face so full he can’t answer any questions.” You watched as the two boys ate like wild beasts.
“What? Son, I’ve taught you how to talk with food in your mouth. Do you not learn?” Jin spoke so clearly with a big bite of food in his mouth, it truly impressed you. You started to laugh but Jin stopped you when he held his sandwich up to your face. “I’m sorry, if I knew you were gonna be so life changing in the first place I would’ve bought you something too.” He smoothly flirted, making you get all flustered.
“That’s, awfully sweet of you…” You smiled sweetly.
•Yoongi: He was called to the school because of his child having issues with sleeping during class. He walked into the classroom, hoping to get the meeting over with relatively quickly so he could get back home to sleep after his long day of work, but the second he saw you he wanted time to stop. His jaw nearly dropped, he had to put his hand over his mouth to stop himself.
He walked up to you, the gorgeous woman, and shook your hand. “Oh Mr. Min you’re here.” Even your voice was breathtaking. As you talked, he listened but he didn’t focus. His mind kept wondering elsewhere.
“Thank you. I’ll have a talk to him when I get home.” He said quietly while staring at your breasts.
“Mister, my face is up here.” You grabbed onto his chin and forced him to look into your eyes, but you were smiling in a taunting way. “My my what is a handsome guy like you staring at a boring teacher like me for?”
His heart was on the verge of bursting, but that wasn’t the only thing bout to burst. “So hey uh.. Are you available this weekend..?”
•Namjoon: He was called in because of something his child did, but now he was being scolded at by you. Like father like son, they were monsters of destruction. While the son went around accidentally breaking utensils, here comes the father waltzing in and breaking a desk.
“Do you have any idea how expensive these are? They’re gonna take this out of my check!” You scolded with your hands on your hips. You were frowning but it soon turned into a smile when you saw how helpless this man was. “Oh… gosh don’t make me feel bad.” You were a sweet girl at heart, even if you tried to be angry.
“I’m sorry, I promise I’ll pay for it. And everything my son broke. Just give him some mercy. He doesn’t have a mother.” He explained and watched your reaction change. As he saw your broken heart through your eyes, he started to chuckle. “Hey hey, I told myself I would never make a woman cry. Come on, I’ll buy you a drink. Just keep those tears off that pretty little face.”
•Hoseok: Wow what a day. First he gets yelled at by his boss and now he’s told his student became disruptive during class. He hated dealing with teachers, he hasn’t ever liked them. But boy oh boy was he surprised to see a stunning woman with a bright personality. You were smiling so big when you introduced yourself he thought he was meeting an angel.
He listened to you as you talked. Your sweet voice was like music to his ears and he could start dancing. but he was not pleased to hear about his son. “Your son is so wonderful and he has a great personality, he just doesn’t understand the appropriate time to use it.” You saw how interested Hoseok was in your eyes so you stared at him.
“Geez I’m sorry. You know I’d love to talk about it but I can’t focus on anything on an empty stomach. Let’s talk about it over dinner.” He smoothly asked you on a date, unable to help his smiling towards the end. He just adored your reaction. You squealed softly and gently kicked your feet.
“Well who could turn down such a handsome guy?”
•Jimin: He was irritated to have to come in because of something he’s lectured his son about all the time. Share your toys. Share share share. When he walked in and he saw his son lookin all guilty, he was not pleased. But when he looked up to see a beautiful woman he thought he was thrown straight into heaven.
He was so shocked it took him a few seconds to process that you were actually real. “Oh uhm, hi. I’m-”
“Mr. Park right?” The way you smiled drove his heart crazy. How were you doing this? He just nodded in response and shook your hand for longer than either of you intended. Your giggling shook him out of his trance. He pulled his hand back quickly and rested it on the back of his neck.
“So uhm. I-I’m sorry about… About him, he just. Well he doesn’t have a mother and, he’s with his babysitter a lot of the time… I guess he just hasn’t had me around enough to discipline him. Sorry, I’ll work on it.” He spoke while staring into your enchanting eyes the whole time.
“Now hold on, it’s ok. I understand how hard that can be. Let’s work something out ok?” You pat his shoulder, making him nearly melt. “And maybe we can go out for a drink some time, you know, to talk about your son more.” You said with a wink that sent him to the sky.
•Taehyung: How was he supposed to concentrate on your words when you were drop dead gorgeous and practically the definition of beauty? Every time you said something he’d register it totally different. After a while of talking to him about his son, you realized his mind was on something else completely.
“Hey you. How am I supposed to help your son if you don’t focus.” You snapped your fingers at him. He blinked and shook his head slightly, looking you dead in the eyes.
“I’m sorry it’s just… You’re so beautiful.” He stopped himself and looked away, a little shy because of his confession. You just smiled the cutest smile and flicked his arm.
“So… If I go get dinner with you will you be able to focus more?” You asked him with big eyes. He was shocked and speechless, but he nodded because who could refuse a date with someone that could be a potential model?
•Jungkook: It was almost instantly the two of you were flirting. The way he walked in with those tight ass jeans and a cocky look on his face, and you, a helpless adorable girl standing there with nothing better to do. He was just coming in to check on his sons school life. He worried. He didn’t want him to be bullied so he made sure to stay on top of that. But, he was very distracted by you.
He realized that every time he bit his lip or stuck his tongue out, you’d get all flustered and your cheeks would turn pink, so he would do it more. He was cocky about it. He used to be so shy with girls but he’s had plenty of experience-hence, the kid he had.
“Jungkook, I think you’re really cute and you’re a great guy, but would it be strange for your son if you dated their teacher?” You gave a sad but true point. He pursed his lips and nodded as he thought about it but he bounced right back.
“I’m sure at first it would be weird but you won’t be his teacher forever.” He put his hand on your cheek and slowly drew closer to you, tempting you and succeeding.
Hello~ can seventeen react to having a new member but she is the same age as dino and they have a crush on her. Sorry if this will make it awkward with the hyung line. You don't have to do it with them if you don't want to. But it's just 3 years :p. Btw me likes your blog very much~
Of course!! This request is fine darling~
SEVENTEEN REACTION TO HAVING A NEW GIRL MEMBER AND DEVELOPING A CRUSH
S. Coups: Would find it a bit weird at first because he has to share a dorm with you and the boys ///// VERY PROTECTIVE AFTER A WHILE
Jeonghan: loves to goof around and make you laugh 24/7 with his cute goofiness // FLIRTY AF
Joshua: acts stupid for you ///lowkey very highkey obvious he has a crush
Jun: USES THOSE CHARMS TO WIN YOU OVER /// judges you in a teasing way all the time
Hoshi: goofy on stage and in front of cameras with you /// kinda shy off cameras
Wonwoo: hug-able cute hip hop boy that likes to chill with you and listen to music and learn all of your interests type of guy /// highkey likes you but doesn’t openly flirt
Woozi: NEVER SASSY TOWARDS YOU LIKE HE IS TO THE OTHER MEMBERS /// loves to know things about you that no one else does because he likes to put them in songs
DK: jokemaster2000 // loves to play around and make you laugh
Mingyu: this kid embarrassing af /// would do anything for you
The8: really stupid in a cute way /// uses the Foreigner Card
a lot with her
Seungkwan: kid has no boundaries /// sass in an affectionate way, but rlly sweet
Vernon: *realizes he’s catching feelings*
Dino: HAPPY HE CAN HAVE SOMEONE TO RELATE TO (Maknae problems!!) /// hella cute and is the sweetest boy ever to have a crush on you. WOULD BUY YOU FLOWERS
This was such a fluffy request 😭 Thank you anon who requested!
This is his favorite way of waking up. With his eyes still closed, the corners of his mouth would stretch all the way up to his ears and he would reach his arms out to hug you.
He would be the most casual out of all the members- yet he would still blush and adoringly smile. While he spends the rest of his day, he would crave for the feeling of your soft lips sprinkling kisses all over his face.
After waking up, he starts trying to embarrass you about it. Like, “Jagi~ you love me that much?” and once you threaten that you’ll never wake him up like that again, he’d be the one to start kissing you.
With no initial reaction, you would have to start vigorously shaking him awake, causing him to scream and explain how he just wanted you to kiss him more.
This playful and naughty child would be quick enough to instantly envelope you into his embrace and would start kissing you all over your face nonstop. You eventually have to stop him since your whole face would be numb from the amount of pressure he lovingly put in his kisses.
He would suddenly open his eyes and hold your face, giving you a cheeky grin he would ask,
“Whatcha doing?” and after so without letting you answer- would give you a sloppy smooch on your lips.
Being one of the quite shy members, he would try to show no emotion but instead would burst out in a fit of adorably cute, Kyungsoo-like giggles.
Instead, he would tell you to stop: wanting to sleep more. He would use all of the power he has in his limbs to tug you over to the other side of the bed and would drape his legs and arms around you.
“Ewww!” he would over exaggerate like a little child (who am I kidding, he is one). Once you start pouting he wouldn’t be able to resist your cuteness. He’d stretch out his arms to hug you and kiss your forehead.
I’ve been thinking about this for a while and just wanted to share.
Everyone in the fandom portrays pony as some shy, meek spirited wuss who is scared to stick up for himself or ask a girl out.
Let me just re-jog your memory of the time pony went out to get lunch with Steve and Two-bit, take a look at this quick excerpt from towards the end of the book.
// I was sitting on the fender of Steve’s car, smoking and drinking a Pepsi while he and Two-Bit were inside talking to some girls, when a car drove up and three Socs got out. I just sat there and looked at them and took another swallow of the Pepsi. I wasn’t scared. It was the oddest feeling in the world. I didn’t feel anything— scared, mad, or anything. Just zero.
“You’re the guy that killed Bob Sheldon,” one of them said. “And he was a friend of ours. We don’t like nobody killing our friends, especially greasers.”
Big deal. I busted the end off my bottle and held on to the neck and tossed away my cigarette “You get back into your car or you’ll get split.”
They looked kind of surprised, and one of them backed up.
“I mean it” I hopped off the car. “I’ve had about all I can take from you guys.” I started toward them, holding the bottle the way Tim Shepard holds a switch— out and away from myself, in a loose but firm hold. I guess they knew I meant business, because they got into their car and drove off.
“You really would have used that bottle, wouldn’t you?” Two-Bit had been watching from the store doorway. “Steve and me were backing you, but I guess we didn’t need to. You’d have really cut them up, huh?”
“I guess so,” I said with a sigh. I didn’t see what Two-Bit was sweating about— anyone else could have done the same thing and Two-Bit wouldn’t have thought about it twice.
“Ponyboy, listen, don’t get tough. You’re not like the rest of us and don’t try to be…”
What was the matter with Two-Bit? I knew as well as he did that if you got tough you didn’t get hurt. Get smart and nothing can touch you…
“What in the world are you doing?” Two-Bit’s voice broke into my thoughts.
I looked up at him. “Picking up the glass.”//
Pony says himself he doesn’t feel anything. No sympathy, no fear, nothing. Cold and empty. He doesn’t hesitate in busting the end off his bottle to fight off the socs and threaten them. Even after the fact two-bit realizes that pony was being tough.
Pony quotes what Dally told him after the rumble on the way to the hospital the night Johnny died. “Get tough and you won’t get hurt.”
I’m not ignoring the fact Pony began to pick up the glass afterwards, he didn’t want anyone to get a flat tire.
//…remembering Tim Shepard’s kid brother. Curly, who was a tough, cool, hard-as-nails Tim in miniature, and I had once played chicken by holding our cigarette ends against each other’s fingers. We had stood there, clenching our teeth and grimacing, with sweat pouring down our faces and the smell of burning flesh making us sick, each refusing to holler…//
Let me remind you this is before Johnny died and Pony decided to “be tough” like Dally.
Pony wasn’t some super shy, awkward kid around Cherry either, he talked to her just fine. Didn’t hesitate to go up and get popcorn with her the night at the movies either.
Also, the night of the rumble he knew he was sick but sucked it up, took some aspirin and went anyways. He didn’t just sit around and get beat up during the rumble either. In the beginning he found the next best to a soc his size and ended up helping dally out by jumping on a soc’s back.
Sure, pony doesn’t go out deliberately looking for fights, but he does stick up for himself when need be. He’s not some baby. Remember, he is still a greaser. A no-good hood; with manners.
warning!: the readers story line is thickening and it can be triggering as mentions of self harm, depression and suicide will be laced within these next few parts so i wanted to let you know so you’re reading at your own risk. im here for additional support if you need it my nugs.
a/n: ive decided to write this along with the episodes so apologies in advance for the timeline partially being messed with!! the next few parts will be longer as im trying to squeeze two episodes into each in order to catch up with the latest episodes!! i hope you enjoy this part as much as i do💜
and a special shout out to @natalieroseg for always sending me a message after i post a new part and constantly showering me with love and admiration for this series. readers like you that always give me feedback are why i love writing so much!! don’t be shy my loves leave me a question or some feedback in my ask box🌈🌈
“i can’t believe dad grounded me” i mumble to my brother as i adjust his tie.
“sorry about that” he apologies looking down to me as I finish up stepping back and taking in my brothers funeral attire, i tried to convince him to wear a suit jacket but he insisted that he wore his letterman jacket
“it’s fine arch, im not mad at you” i turn to face the mirror straightening out my black dress.
today was the day of jason blossoms funeral and the blossoms took it apon themselves to invite the entire town, maybe hoping jasons murderer would reveal them selves by attending.
there was no way i wanted to go, it was being held in the blossoms thorn hill mansion and just the look of that place gives me the creeps and thats not even talking about the people who vacate it
i never wanted to take a step in thorn hill every again after the party and the incident with jason. not that i was alone everyone hated going to thorn hill, it was straight up creepy
but i knew that if i didn’t go then it’d give the blossoms a reason to begin a revenge plot, already dropping murder charges on me, simply because if you don’t show up to one of these events when your invited it’s pretty damn shady.
i slip on my shoes and fix up the final bits of my hair and makeup when the door bell chimes downstairs. my brother moves off my bed and down the steps to answering whomever was at the door
i stand in front of the mirror staring blankly at my reflection barley recognising myself anymore.
“i look like a bloody sack of potatoes" i moan as my brother enters back into my room.
“not from where im standing you don't” i spin around catching myself off guard at the new voice
i come face to face with jughead, in a freaking suit. i have to stop myself from drooling as my knees feel like they’re about to give way. he looked adorable and extremely hot at the same time, if that’s even possible
“i-um where’s arch?” he shrugs “he let me in and then disappeared think he said something about going to the school to grab something”
i nod facing the mirror again watching as jughead she eyes drop checking me out “thanks by the way- even if you are lying it’s still nice of you” i mumble fiddling with the ends of my hair.
“it’s s'okay, i wasn’t lying- you look” he pauses shoving his hands into his pockets slightly revealing the suspenders hiding behind his suit jacket. god you had a weakness for his suspenders.
“you look beautiful” he talks to the ground before looking back up to you a smile playing on his lips.
you walk over to the boy playing with his tie, his hot breathe tickling your neck “you don’t look to bad yourself jones” i tease
he places his hands softly on my waist “it was the best i could do” he confesses pressing his forehead against my own. you sigh and bring your hands up to cup his cheeks.
“it’s more than enough” i lean forward and connect our lips in a soft sweet kiss pulling back and placing a quick peck to his cheek “c'mon let’s go we can’t be late”
we begin our journey over to thorn hill making sure to detach our joint hands as we neared the gates, he sighed at the action looking to me then back to the ground
“i-” he stops,sighing once more. like he’s trying to find the words to explain to me why he did it.
i stop, sliding my hand up his arm pulling him toward me “jug it’s fine okay?” i reassure glancing into his eyes.
“i was just worried. that well, you’ll be upset if i didn’t want to tell anyone about this” he looks down guilty refusing to make eye contact.
“we- we don’t know what this is yet okay? it’s okay i know. let’s just keep it between us?”
relief fills his features “im sorry (y/n)” i shake my head stepping closer to him “jughead jones i promise you im okay, im a big girl” he chuckles softly glancing up into my eyes.
“i know i just don’t want to hurt you” he admits “then don’t” i state simply pressing my lips against his own briefly before walking away from the boy and through the iron gates.
“god i hate this place” i mutter walking toward the enterance where I spot penelope and hermione talking to each other.
i approach the raven haired lady as she pulls away from the blossom woman “lodge” i call out catching her attention as she opens her arms pulling me into a warm embrace.
“hello (y/n) sweetie! and to you to jughead, you both look great” i smile blushing “thank you hermione, we better get inside everyone’s waiting for us” she smiles biding us farewell as the two of us enter the house of horrors
i spot betty and the others sitting toward the back of the room grabbing jughead arms to guide him “hey!” i whisper sitting next to veronica & kevin, leaving jughead to sit next to betty.
“how’d it go last night?” i ask veronica as i give a small smile to the boy next to me searching the room for my red headed brother.
“yeah it was um interesting to say the least” she inhales sharply fixing her necklace before setting herself forward as the crowd settles into their seats the service about to commence
i finally spot my brother moving toward the blossom woman jason’s football jersey in hand, i narrow my eyes as they endure a short conversation before he hands over the article of clothing and sits down directly in front of me
“what was that all about?” i mumble leaning forward and he just shakes his head “ill fill you in later yeah?” you roll your eyes leaning back into your seat as the music begins
“and may the odds be ever in your favour” i mumble
“why didn’t you tell me you were offered captain?” i nag my brother as we slide into our usual lunch spot, jughead giving me a soft smile as i sit down next to him
“look it doesn’t really matter-i want to focus on music and i gave it up to reggie anyways”
“really?! the coach gave extra praise to the kid that calls himself mantle the magnificent, jeez talk about fuelling a mans ego” i push my food around my plate not feeling particularly hungry.
“so are you going to try out for the variety show?” he takes a sip from his water bottle placing it back down “well i kinda blew that”
i furrow my eyebrows as kevin, ronnie & betty join us the blonde sitting down next to me “we need to talk” she turns to me eyes wide.
i tune out of my brother conversation and give my full attention to the blonde “what’s up?” i pop a piece of watermelon in my mouth as she speaks
“y'know how jughead and i went to sleuth after the funeral” i nod continuing with my fruit “we ran into cheryl’s great grandma- super horrifying but anyways polly was engaged to jason”
my eyes almost pop out of my head “what?!” i almost shout, narrowing my eyes at the blonde girl. “that’s insane betty”
“yo sis did you hear that?” i turn from my bestfriend to my red headed twin “huh?” jughead chuckles at my daze and i nudge him with my elbow earning a yelp from the jones boy.
“veronica is going to sing with my at the show, are you going to come?” i nod “yeah, dad wants me to come” a smile beams from his face, excitement evident.
the bell rings signalling the end of lunch causing me to refrain from smashing my head against the lunch table “you okay?” the brunette boy asks me leaning forward in his seat as the others gather their stuff.
i sling my bag on grabbing my lunch tray “yeah, just thinking” i sigh beginning to walk to english with the two sleuths
“did betty tell you she has a date tonight?” jughead teases the blonde as we head outside the school.
“um elizabeth cooper when were you going to tell me this” i exclaim grabbing the girls arm as the brunette laughs at the two of us
“it’s not a date!” she defends “you literally said ‘it’s a date’” the boy retorts a lazy smile hanging from his lips “who’s it with?!” eagerness coursing through me
“just trev, he was friends with jason and i wanted to see if we could get more information that’s all it is- we’re going to pops tonight” she finishes scuffing her feet as we exit the school.
“im working tonight!” i exclaim and she rolls her eyes adjusting her backpack “so i can really see if this is a date” i snicker smiling sinisterly at the blonde girl
“ive gotta go i guess ill see you later” she whines walking away from the two of us “see you later” i call after her turning to jughead a shy smile on his face
“what?” i chuckle bringing my lip between my teeth “nothing” he replies back smug a smile still beaming from his face.
i blush, turning away from the boy “you’re such a dork” he nods to himself
“ive got shift so ill see you later-” i talk fast nervous, my sight darting around the courtyard watching kids exit the school, rushing home
“mind if i walk with you?” i shake my head starting to walk away the brunette hot on my heels reaching for my hand as we hear the diner and grow further and further from school
i smile down at our joined hands feeling my cheeks heat up"
“everything okay?” he teases causing me to blush even more “oh shush” i giggle pushing through the diner door greeted by hermione and pop.
they glance at our joined hands and we spring away from each other, jughead scratching the back of his neck, embarrassment consuming the both of us.
“hey kids” hermione says sweetly a knowing smile on her features
“im going to change” i announce walking away from the three slipping into the ladies room to change into my uniform, reemerging to find jughead in his usual booth with his laptop already up and typing away
i waltz over to hermione tying my apron around my waist “H” i say warily a smirk evident on the lodge women’s face
“so you and that jones boy” my eyes widen shaking my head “you can’t tell anyone especially ronnie” i beg placing my hands on either side of her arm
“and whys that?” her eyes narrowing removing my hands and crossing her arms over her uniform
“it’s complicated” i sigh glancing back at the boy in the booth “we just want to keep it on the down low so please” she nods winking at me “go you have tables to serve”
the night was busy filled with customer after customer including betty and trev, i watched from afar squealing at the interaction of best friend with a cute boy.
i also had my eyes on another cute brunette in pops, as he sipped his chocolate milkshake his long fingers typing away at his laptop concentration clear on his face.
my attentions brought back when trev passes me giving me a smile wave goodbye full well knowing I’d been spying on them all night
i rush over to the booth sliding in next to the blonde “spill” i gush grabbing at the girls shoulder a smile beaming from my face, it’d been a long shift and i needed a good gossip sesh with my favourite girl
“what’s got you all giddy” i smile at the familiar voice as he slides into the seat opposite us.
“betty was about to tell me how her date went” i take a sip out of the blondes milkshake glass “it wasn’t a date!!” she defends.
i roll my eyes as she continues “he said that jason sold a bunch of his stuff weeks before he’s death- he was even selling drugs isn’t that crazy?”
my brows cruise concussion taking over “really-” i was cut off when hermione walks over to our booth “sorry kids but we’re closing up” they nod removing themselves from the booth
“goodnight” betty smiles hugging me before leaving the dinner, jughead hovers the raven haired woman leaving us to go back into the kitchen.
“ive got to stay back and clean jug” i yawn rubbing my eyes, exhaustion seeming to consume me “want me to wait i can walk you home?” i shake my head “ill be awhile- it’s fine”
he nods shoving his hands into his pockets “okay-ill see you tomorrow?” i nod playing with the fabric on the edge of my dress “see you tomorrow juggie”
and with that he bids me goodnight and exists the diner leaving us two girls alone to clean
i switch on the radio pulling on my rubber gloves on as we start to scrub away at the dirty dishes, dancing along to the music.
a noise from the foyer brings our attention back, i turn down the music and pull of my gloves emerging from the kitchen “sorry we’re close” i muse suddenly noticing that the diner was empty.
i move closer to the door noticing it to be unlocked, i turn to see a brown box lying on the floor, puzzled I walk up to it opening the box cautiously to find a snake curled up in the box
i let out a blood curdling scream falling to the floor as i rush myself backwards
hermione rushes out running toward me pulling me into her chest “what’s wrong honey?!” she asks worry filling her soft voice
i point to the box my heart racing beyond compare “there’s a freaking snake” she rushing to her phone dialling a number as she excuses herself into the next room.
the snake starts to crawl out of the box and toward me and i scramble from the floor climbing up onto the counter screaming “hermione!!” i yell causing the raven haired lady to run out
she grabs the box and places it over the snake trapping it from sylethring away
i squirm feeling tears pool in my eyes “you okay?” she rushes to me helping me off the counter top “yeah just a little shaken up” she gives me a hug smoothing down my hair.
“i called your dad, he’s on his way” i nod fishing my phone out of my dress pocket sending a quick text and then pocketing it not waiting for a reply.
the door chimes my dad rushing in to hug me moving toward hermione that look in his eyes, and thats when my stomach turned. he was looking at her the way he used to look at mum.
i scoop up my bag slipping on my denim jacket “where are you going?” she asks standing from the floor her eyes still locked on the box
“i can’t stay in here, im sorry” i blurt turning away and pushing through the exit door making my way toward the only person i knew that could comfort me right now
i find myself pick up my speed as i reach the trailer park practically running up the door slightly banging on it hoping that the boy would still be awake
tears flow from my eyes as the door swing open revealing an older man, “is jughead in?” he steps back scratching his head as he glances down at my pops uniform.
“im sorry miss-” “andrews” i finish for him wiping my cheeks “look miss andrews jugheads in bed-”
“dad what’s wrong?” i move past the man and rush into the trailer flinging myself into the arms of the brunette boy sobs racking my body
his arms tighten around my waist whispering softly into my ear in efforts to calm me “what’s wrong?” i sniffle pulling away slightly from the boy enough to see the worry in his eyes but still tight in his embrace
“god it’s so stupid” i mumble feeling embarrassed “hey tell me, please” he begs moving the hair from my face tucking it gently behind my ear.
“someone delivered a snake in a box and work and dad came-” he’s eyes grow wide looking to the older man behind him as he slips into his bedroom
“are you serious?! are you hurt are you okay” he rushes checking my body for bite marks i move away from him shaking my head as i sit myself down on the dirty couch
i run my hands through my hair “it’s not that- it’s my dad, hermione called him and i-i- I thought it was to comfort me but-” i swallow the lump in my throat
“it was to comfort her- he looked at her the way he used to look at my mum.. i think there’s something going on between them and i just can’t- i don’t know i-” i mumble my words feeling the tears rolling down
jughead sits himself down next to me pulling me into his chest “you just don’t want to see him with anyone else” he whispers stroking my hair soothingly
“im sorry” he murmurs “me too"
the sun blare through my room my eyes finding it hard to adjust to the sudden light, my eyes still puffy from last nights events. i roll over pulling the covers back up to my chin feeling myself drift back to sleep when there’s a knock at my door
i moan a ‘hello’ as the door squeaks up, squinting to reveal my father standing at the door clad in his work uniform
“afternoon sleepy head” i sit up yawning glance at the clock to see the times read 1:30pm i got home late and must’ve slept through my morning alarms.
“i know you had a rough night so i figured you earned a day off- i brought you lunch, i wanted to check up on you” he plops himself down on the edge of my bed handing me over a bag from pops
“thank you” i mumble moving my hair from my face looking down at my covers scared to look my dad in the face “where’d you go last night?”
“the jones’” i mumble and he just nods placing a hand on my shoulder “are you okay?” i nod feeling tears form in my eyes “just a little shaken up but im fine now, promise”
he pulls me forward wrapping me in a small hug before standing from my bed “i canceled your shift for tonight and bought us tickets to the show” i nod “sounds good” he nods back walking toward the door lingering in the hall
“thanks again dad, for lunch” he nods disappearing down the steps and put the front door, returning back to work i assume
i layed back down in my bed popping a few fries in my mouth as i open the lid to my laptop the screen lighting up as a picture of my family pops up; it was taken a few christmas ago when we were all together.
my mother has the biggest smile on her face as she looks up my father, totally in love. my brother and i stand infront of them, archie’s arm slung around my shoulders pulling me into him capturing us mid laugh.
it was a full length photo, you could see vegas jumping up at us her tongue hung from her mouth, her tail swishing in excitement. i didn’t know how much i missed being together until i found myself crying
i clicked into my photo album scrolling through all the old photos before i made the move to chicago with my parents there was a few with the whole gang; even the blossoms.
cheryl and i were clad in our riven vixen uniforms, it was freshmen year and it was our first ever game cheering and jason stood in the middle sporting his bulldogs uniform helmet in his hand as they are slung around the two of us girls
it was my favourite memory of freshman year, we look so innocent so young. free from heartache and loss.
“everything okay?” i jump at the voice slamming my laptop closed looking to see my two fellow river vixens standing at the door
“we let ourselves in, hope you don’t mind. you weren’t at school and we were worried” i shake my head smiling “it’s fine”
relief shows on their faces as the walk over to me sitting themselves down on my bed “god we were worried” “it’s was just a little incident at work and i couldn’t sleep so dad just let me take the day off”
“what happened at work?!” ronnie asks her brows creasing knowing full well that her mother was working shift with me last night “there was a box with a snake in it, left for us in pop’s. your mum seems to think it was a serpents doing”
“and well my dad.. and your mum they seemed weird with each other and it reminded me of my mum” i confess my eyes tearing up
“i don’t think i can handle my dad being with someone else other than my mum- i can’t i don’t even want to think about it”
she swallows her eyes darting around my room as i watch the clogs behind her eyes click “ronnie everything okay?” i place my hand over hers noticing the change in her eyes, guilt.
“i should go-” she grabs her bag leaning over and hugging me before rushing for the door “ill see you tonight right?” i nod watching her rush out of my room not bothering to say bye to the blonde next to me
“is she okay?” i question only to get a shrug in reply “im not too sure, something happened with her and arch-” i nod fiddling with my blanket
“we were worried about you” i give her a half hearted smile “i should’ve message you & v i just over slept and-” i huff guilt creeping up “it wasn’t just me and v”
“oh well yeah kev-” she giggles to herself “and juggie” my eyes widen “really?” she nods a smile growing on her face.
“he’s going to help me look into finding polly, i found where she’s staying and he offered to come with me” i smile trying not to give myself away “that’s sweet” she nods vigorously “isn’t it!”
“he’s on his way over- did you want to come with?” i sigh flopping my head back down on my pillow “i would but im going to the show tonight- i don’t think i could see your sister after the last time i saw her-”
she lets out a long sigh, grabbing hold of my hand and giving it a soft reassuring squeeze.
“its okay” she smiles brightly at me opening my laptop, the photo of myself and the blossom twins appearing on my screen.
she moves herself so she’s sitting next to me resting against my head board bringing my laptop up into her lap. “freshman year right?” i nod “sure was” i mumble in reply
“i love this one” i turn my attention to the screw a photo popping up of the five of us; betty, archie myself and the blossom twins.
we were all in our uniforms smiling from ear to ear
“i like this one better” i reach over and tap the next button to reveal a picture from last year, taken the day before i left for chicago. before i knew that my parents had taken a turn for the worst
we were all in a booth at pops; archie, betty, jughead, kevin and i all rugged up milkshakes and burgers scattered on the table and innocent smiles sketched onto our baby faces
blissfully unaware that in the next coming day their lives were about to get turned upside down.
“i love this one too” betty mumbles quietly a tear slipping from her green eyes “aw betts please don’t cry” i moan clinging to the girl laughing softly as my eyes well up
“god i remember that day like it was yesterday” she sniffles leaning her head against mine “that was the last i ever saw of you”
the air seemed to grow thick, silence growing between us as we stare blankly at the laptop screen
“why didn’t you say goodbye?” she turns to me vulnerability in her eyes. i close mine, the memory flooded back as i tried desperately for it to stop
i cleared my throats trying to respond without falling apart “i couldn’t-” my voice cracks.
“she woke me up at god knows what time and dragged me of bed shoving everything into bags telling me that ‘we need to leave we need to leave right now” i start to cry
“dad and arch woke up from the all the commotion and they start crying archie was hurt lead to believe that i wanted to go and leave them behind”
“i didn’t want to leave them- i didn’t want to leave anyone but i- i- couldn’t i couldn’t stay” i look to the blonde shock on her face.
“my mum said i needed help and i couldn’t get it from riverdale- so i had to go betty. i had no choice”
tears stream down my cheeks as betty looks on guilt dripping from her face. we sit staring at each other, too scared to speak. that was until jughead came bounding through the door
his eyes widen his whole persona changing as he realises what has happened. i spring from my bed excusing myself from the door as i dart into the bathroom locking it before either of them had the chance to follow me
i splash my face trying to calm myself down, scrubbing off yesterday’s makeup. trying to remove the loop of my dad and hermione from my mind
there’s a few knocks at my door but i ignore them, turning the shower on and starting to strip down. i need to get ready for tonight and it was the only way i could stay in here without suspicion from the two vacated my bedroom
i shut the water off, stepping out into the bathroom to dry my body before slipping on a robe and exiting the bathroom and taking the short walk into my bedroom
and just as expected the room was empty, i sit back down on my bed letting out a breathe i didn’t know i was holding.
soft knocks at my door bring my attention back down to earth “come in” i speak softly tightening my robe around my body making sure nothing is showing.
my dad pops his head in dressed up all nice for the show tonight, it was the first time dad would ever hear archie sing so it was a big deal. he’d bought tickets for all his work friends wanting something to boast about since i wasn’t all that interesting
“you almost ready? we’ve got to leave soon” i nod “im about to get ready shouldn’t be to long” he nods biding goodbye and closing my door behind him.
i walk over to my stereo turning up my music as i start to get myself ready for the night
we walked into the school side by side searching the crowd for dad’s work friends, i fish my phone out of my clutch hoping to see a text from jughead but nothing.
i rock on the back of my hells when i spot hermione, the raven haired lady smiles over at us briskly walking toward the two of us. my dads face lights up giving the lodge women a soft smile.
the engage in small talk as i desperately search for a way out of this damn conversation only to be brought back into it with hermione shaking my shoulder
“did your dad tell you the good news” she practically squeals squeezing my arm “nooo” i drag out the ‘o’ feeling a tad out of the loop.
“your dad’s offered me a job! no more scrubbing dirty fry pans and waiting tables for this lady” she gestures to herself earning a laugh from my dad.
she places a hand of his chest the two looking sickly happy “excuse me” i mutter moving as far away as i could hoping to spot any of my friends
i spot val walking along the corridor and i practically tackle her before she walks into the drama room “woho (y/n) what’s wrong?” she exclaims, alarmed.
“have you seen my brother? it’s important” she nods “follow me he’s probably back stage” i walk behind the pussy cat as she leads me into the green room
it doesn’t take me long till i spot my red headed brother siting along guitar in his hands strumming lightly, he looked as white as a ghost
i plop down next to him “arch are you okay?” he looks up at me noticing the nervousness in my eyes. “could ask you the same” he laughs lowly setting down his guitar
“val bailed on me so now im going solo- im so nervous (y/n)” i furrow my brows at my brother “wait i thought you were singing with v?” he sighs
“it’s a long story but anyway she got all upset because she found dad and her mum kissing at work this morning so she got spooked and-” my eyes widen, shock spreading through my body like wildfire.
“um excuse me what now?!” i almost yell, “i thought you knew, ronnie went to the house to check on you i just thought-” i shake my head standing up “you just thought what? that it was just casual conversation arch?! you’re so insensitive”
i yell walking out of the dressing room bumping into ronnie on the way out “woah are you okay?” i scoff “wouldn’t you like to know, thanks by the way for telling me about my dad. you’re a real gem”
i push past the raven haired girl moving out into the foyer spotting my dad as he walks us over to our seats in the auditorium. i almost scream when i noticed we were situated right next to the lodge lady, as we settle in for the performance.
i find myself zoning out all through veronica’s & the pussycats performance that i didn’t even hear them call archie’s name till he was in the middle of the stage
i perk up watching as he starts to sing, out of the corner of my eye i watch as my fathers hand joins with hermione and i feel my eyes well up “i can’t be here” i mumble to my father rushing out of the auditorium
my eyes fill with tears as i rush out into the hall, i scream into my hands looking up to see both betty & jughead soaking wet talking to the sheriff, a serious scowl on his face.
i let out a small cry catching their attention, i smack my hand over my mouth trying to muffle the sounds. they turn the brunette boys eyes filling with worry as he glances to me.
but betty says something to the boy that makes him looking between the two of us before mouthing a ‘im sorry’ and running off down the hall and out into the pouring rain after betty & the sheriff
my heart grows heavy as i watch him out more and more distance between the two of us.
archie’s voice carries through the speakers, he sounded amazing.
i close my eyes briefly before heading out into the storm,rain pelting down on my face as i felt myself being consumed by my thoughts. i fall to my knees letting out a silent sob
i was getting worse, and no one knew.
so i picked myself up and walked right out of the parking lot, down my street, into my house & into my bathroom looking the door behind me hoping that no one would ever find me again
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Trying to get some of my feelings down on this chapter so I want to take a moment to look a little deeper in the imagery used for this panel in particular.
Its really such a chilling panel in its use of shadows and white space, wherein Toshinori is leaving Izuku as the shadows he leaves behind gradually creep up on him, not quite touching him yet but slowly drawing in on him.
These shadows he creates have taken someone else though.
Clear parallels are being made throughout this arc about Nighteye and Izuku, most prominently felt when Toshinori uses the word fan:
admiring the same qualities about All Might
wrapped up in his ideals, wanting to be like him
breaking the barrier of admirer, aspiring to be worthy of his respect & confidence
having deep affection & concern for his well-being
and are shocked with the reality of who he is
Not in the way you find out someone you admire is just terrible but just that the person who you admire is flawed in a real way.
This is what I took most from this: All Might, the great and shining hero who left everyone in awe, is very much a flawed human who has hurt those closest to him with his choices and he understands he has but he can’t turn back because that would mean doing something worse, leaving people in fear and what his master gave him was put in the wrong hands.
All Might can’t let go because that’d mean he was wrong, the decision to make sure everyone feels safe and they have this security was not deserved. He can’t back off and let these ideals lose their meaning because that’d mean Toshinori the quirkless kid, who was given a chance by his hero, was a poor choice.
He lives for the all while ignoring the one: himself and those who are close and care for him in a personal way. its the flip side of what is good and righteous, so selfless and in keeping with their ideals they won’t take a step back for themselves. Thats what Izuku is touching on right now, the ideals that seemed so dazzling he missed what it implicates.
Toshinori has pushed through personal pain and concern for his wellbeing for responsibilities and duties he feels for a whole. He has to keep the peace, he has to provide society with security, its whats held him together for so many years but he’s just a frail man and its scary and sad for Izuku to see this and not fully understand. He thought he knew All Might by now, he thought no matter what All Might had everything together.
He even thought he knew All Might’s weaknesses except it runs deeper than physical problems.
Toshinori disregards what he has accomplished and done for thoughts of what he can still do, what it is he has to keep doing. These are the shadows he casts over Nighteye, choosing societies security over his own.
Its the truth you come to realize about people, they aren’t perfect, they make mistakes and sometimes what they do will not always agree with you in the end. Its what you get when you get older, the person in your life you accepted would always be right has cracks and those cracks can be scary because it means uncertainty and it means theres not going to be a clean cut answer to all problems, the grey areas start to show.
All Might wanted to continue being there for the public, putting up a facade, while Sir just wanted him to lead a fulfilling life without understanding Toshinori had given all that up for his career. He could no longer be an average man because everything he’s put himself through has been for the purpose of being that all encompassing hero.
Toshinori knew this was coming. This was the time Izuku was growing past his more childish attitude and was asserting himself, acting every bit the developing teen he is. He’s coming into his own and that means facing something difficult he may not take well. (Sidenote: Toshinori has never given Izuku his real name before, getting that information from Gran Torino, always referring to himself as All Might as though maintaining that image for both their benefits)
Toshinori asks Izuku himself if he’s ready, giving him the chance to go back and be the kid who doesn’t need to know about his demons, he wants to keep him as innocent for as long as he can. This is something he’s put someone in a similar situation through and he regrets it, he doesn’t want to put that pain, disappointment and the weight of who he is on another kid who looks up to him. He didn’t want to let someone else down with who Toshinori is, trying to spare him the shadows he never meant to cast over Nighteye.
But he can’t keep Izuku where he can manage his growth himself, Izuku is impatient and young. The stakes keep going up and more people surrounding him are getting caught in it. He wants results and he wants to be able to accomplish things instead of having more failures, leaving more people in pain thanks to his inexperience.
Izuku has grown so much from the shy, hesitant person he was before who’d give into discouragement and be content with what he has. Izuku is no longer that kid who used to burst with admiration, he’s growing up and part of that is removing the lens you wear when you look at adults/parental figures you admire. Whatever made them perfect in your eyes isn’t the same anymore, seeing them for who they are and knowing there’s something about them that doesn’t fit with what you thought before.
You have to take the good and the bad with the progress made.
Izuku, for his part, is growing past relying on All Might’s words to carry him, he’s growing into his own and building the confidence and drive to make shit happen. That means holding his own when he’s told he’s not good enough when he would have felt uncertain before.
And not shying away from conflict when there’s something insidious going on. All Might not telling him this information himself put Izuku’s absolute faith into doubt, he’s learning All Might may not have everything together.
Izuku’s made strides but it means opening up for something less certain. He isn’t disheartened anymore but that doesn’t mean he’ll be told what he does is right, its the first step to learning just how harsh this work really is and his naive beliefs could lead to a worse outcome.
Reality is harsh and his dream is very open to harsher consequence. He has to overcome his naiveté, to adapt and think on his own, what is right and wrong for him and what has to be done. He’s learned he has to come into his own without relying on the image of All Might. But now he has to wonder: ‘whats under that image?’ Its scary to think All Might doesn’t know what he’s doing, your hero might not have a complete handle on life and what he does to himself is self-destructive.
Sir is still stuck on this himself. The shadows that have engulfed Sir Nighteye, the pain Toshinori puts himself through with his lack of self-preservation, are slowly touching on izuku. He starting to know thats who All Might really is, Toshinori the person who has put his image and ideals above himself.
Toshinori says he’s sorry but its not just for the heavy information he’s shared or choosing Midoriya based on chance, its for everything he really is and everything he couldn’t live as. He’s sorry for not ‘truly’ being the man Izuku had looked up to. Toshinori is sorry for the weaknesses he possess and the people who’ve had to carry the burdens he’s put on them. For being the man who, even after losing half his organs, still pushes himself despite knowing he’ll never last and could die in a horrible way in a foreseeable future. He still knows he could die sadly but pushes through that, not wanting to face himself.
He’s sorry for putting Nighteye through his selfishness and letting Izuku know of it; he’s sorry for not ‘successfully’ embodying the ideals he set out for himself.
Its desolate and nerve-racking and it tears away at him, even if he understands whats best. He’ll never be content and rest on his laurels even after being the first OfA successor to land a considerable blow to AfO. He’ll still keep fighting a never ending battle and may never get the peace he deserves, all because he’ll be anxious if he’s not the one to carry it. Never quite accepting his limits.
He can’t turn back, he has to keep going for himself, its his egotism. Its all he can do is to say he’s sorry and keep going forward because he knows what he’s doing will never reach an end. Thats been his flaw, he can’t stop himself from living this life because its the only one he’s accustomed to.
Everything he’s done was in service to be relied on, it makes him feel lost when he’s the one protected. He has to throw himself into the next labor just to have a goal to shoot for in the greater good (getting Shigaraki out of being a villain). If not, it means facing all he’s denied himself to be that symbol.
All Might may have accomplished more than any hero has before and done everything he could for the world but Toshinori will never be content.
It’s important to have these characters highlighted during this flashback. They’ve gone through what All Might has, they’ve witnessed what he has been through and they’ve had to shoulder through the sometimes troubling choices he’s pushed on himself.
During the sports fest, All Might couldn’t reprimand Izuku because Izuku was berating his own inadequacy for the situation, he sees far too much of himself in Izuku. Izuku had to learn he couldn’t keep breaking his own body to make sure help was given, he had to learn this himself through failure and troubling those around him, knowing he’s not the only one being affected by his reckless actions.
Chiyo had done her best to nip that behaviour in the bud before it got to All Might levels of troubling, she doesn’t want to continue down the same path they’ve gone down before.
All Might may have been the symbol of peace in society but he’s still Toshinori the man who is frail and can only do so much before he’s worn himself thin but he keeps going regardless of protests. And they are the ones who’ve decided to watch over him since they can’t control what he does, guide and advice but still lack what can set him at ease, giving him the peace he needs.
They were there then and they’ll continue being there for him the best they can.
And thats the drawback of losing your mentor, they’ll always be the perfect hero in your eyes while never learning their shortcomings.
Toshinori will always aspire and never meet his ideals because he’ll believe Nana could have, she’s peerless in his eyes. He’ll never quite meet her faults in the same way Izuku and Sir have and perhaps he’ll never realize this about himself.
In the end, Izuku is left unsettled by all of this coming from his hero.
The shadows All Might leaves behind have enveloped Sir Nighteye and are slowly finding their way to Izuku.
“-Insert BTS Member Name Here-seems more like the maknae than Jungkook”
I feel like people who think that Jungkook is simply an overly-competitive conceited manly man who doesn’t have an ounce of maknae behavior in him are really confused. Like, I’m sorry, but with that level of character/human personality analysis you’re not going to pass an English course. It takes just one look at how he was when he debuted to realize that he’s a shy kid (introvert type personality)-the hyungs have constantly told stories about how shy he was-he used to avoid them in the dorm (in his song Begin he even mentions how he was so small and had no color of his own). From debut till now you can see the smile he gets when a lot of attention is focused on him, and how he’s slowly gained confidence. Yes, he’s tall and well built and gorgeous but he’s also really soft (especially when wearing sweaters <3) and pretty. Just the way the members dote on him shows he’s the youngest. Jungkook has an unusual personality for a maknae-he doesn’t do sickly cuteness and all that stuff (his cuteness is very natural), which is why people usually say Taehyung or Jimin are more like the maknaes. I don’t think he was ever comfortable with being the youngest and I think he’s really hard on himself-he holds his feelings in. He doesn’t act like a baby, but more boyish, which is right for a teen/young man going through life. And of course he’s competitive-he’s been given the title of Golden Maknae and because he’s been good at games in the past everyone expects him to win now. Not to mention he’s young-he’s going through stages the other members have already passed through-I mean damn, imagine all the awkward/stupid moments you would have if you went through puberty and your early twenties on tv for all the world to see . If you’re looking at basic outside behaviors, sure, Kookie doesn’t fall into the typical “I’m an aegyo baby” category. But he’s still a kid, and you can see the rest of bts really look after him.