this is just…it’s porn. it’s angst and porn and feminization kink and poor coping mechanisms. also it’s written in like three different tenses. listen, I’m sorry. I hope you like it anyways, bc this is a concept I could write…more of. Also a few Dunkirk spoilers!
The train spewed steam, hot and compressed, behind him, and Alex still found the ability to push forward.
He hurt, and he couldn’t even identify where. His ears were ringing, and he’s only now noticing it. He thought his neck and his head might hurt, but then again, his wrist and his ankle might, too. It’s just everywhere. His eyes stung even though he was just asleep, his mouth tasted like warm beer and warmer water.
He blinked, and brought his hand up to his eyes, his other hand tightening on the strap of his pack. There’s no sunlight in the station, but he still feels like he should lift his hand, get a better view.
He’s standing there on the platform, three dimensions, full color. He’s wearing nearly the exact same thing he wore to the station the first time, the grey trousers and the brown braces and the big, open pale blue jumper that’s gotten paler, bordering on grey.
He’s the most beautiful thing Alex has ever seen. He’s the only beautiful thing he’s seen in a while.
Summary: Heroes do stupid things and die. Jon Snow does especially stupid things. After so much loss, she doesn’t know how she’ll bear it if he dies too. What they’re doing here, now, in her bed, that can only make it worse, but she doesn’t care. It’s too late. She might as well enjoy the pleasurable moments where she can.
They’re a day’s ride from Winterfell when Daenerys blinks awake to find two bright, burning red eyes regarding her in silent evaluation. Behind her, Jon stirs without waking. Sometime in the night his arm ended up around her waist, and it tightens slightly, his skin warm on hers, but then he settles.
“Hello,” she says quietly into the watery morning light. The wolf’s ears stand at attention, alert, intelligence burning in the strange eyes. Solid white and massive, he doesn’t move, his eyes fixed on her. Even as Jon sighs behind her, Ghost doesn’t shift his attention. Watching the wolf carefully, Daenerys can’t help but wonder if this is an intentional meeting, his master slumbering behind her – a chance for Ghost to evaluate her and determine if she’s left wanting. If she’s good enough.
The thought gives her pause. It’s not a question she’s used to humoring, even when it comes to Jon. It isn’t a question of being good enough for him, or him being good enough for her. She knows the kind of man he is. She’s made no attempt to hide herself from him, and he’s still here, so he must know who she is.
But Ghost doesn’t.
Slowly, Daenerys draws her hand from beneath the furs. It’s cold in the tent with the fires burned low, but cozy with Jon’s naked skin against hers, she barely feels it. Ghost regards her outstretched hand silently, not shying away as she gets closer, but not exactly welcoming her either.
not the same anon that asked for your fav writers but... what about some fav fics you can rec? 😏
hoo boy anon ok u asked for it !!! this is going to be long but here are a few jikook fics i adore that i can think of right now!! pls give them lots of love afterwards!! also the ones im not mutuals with i put a slash in between bcus im too ahlgsfjlb shy to actually tag them oK ANYWAYS
♡ Dream Maker by graesun (@/bottomkook), Polkari Seuta (VeritasEtVita), (@/polkari-seuta) [rated M, complete 12/12, 73k] poor!au, fluff and smut, angst, past child abuse, established relationship || (i died a lil bit of joy when two of my fav writers collaborated… but after finishing this my entire being has been resuscitated. this is such a wonderful & incredible fic!!! i still go back to re-read it bcus it’s so good,, like it’s rly fluffy and it made me smile a lot but the angst sent my soul into the astral plane of decease.. and i rarely;; read smut but this is a total big exception!! i was blushign the whole time okadjl;akj they’re such great writers i lov asdjkl anyways it’s rly good alright!! i lov it sm)
♡ dream a little dream of me by wordcouture[rated G, oneshot, 2.7k] magic realism, lots of fluff, dreams vs reality || (idk how a person can be this creative.. like.. all of couture’s fics are perfect and so beautiful!! i’m p sure everyone has read ‘wonder’ and like?? i just love the author’s craft and couture has a way of weaving her words!! it’s short but sweet ok i lov it idk what else i can say to express the magnitude of emotions i have for her complex fics ;;)
♡ this is the way the world ends and beginsby aborescent (@/kookie-time) [rated T, oneshot, 1.7k] mutant!au, supernatural elements, violence, angst || (i love her fics so much.. she’s an astounding author!! the concepts she has for her fics are always amazing!! this fic has some dark themes but it’s totally captivating and gripping and it rly sucks u in. i believe she has some backstories? of the boys? on her tumblr and she’s p well known hehe so yeah!! i lov this a lot ok she’s great!!)
♡ Training Wheels by jeonify@shyjimins[rating G, oneshot, 4.8k] childhood friends to lovers, fluff and angst, mutual pining, slow burn || (this was the very first jikook fic i’ve ever read and i fell in.. absolute love.. and after this, i fell in love with all of jo’s other fics too!!! her writing is so beautiful and so eloquent and dreamy too. and this!!! fic!! broke my heart in the beginning from all the angst and pining, which i lov a lot, but the fluff n happy ending slowly mended it back together. my soul lifted into another dimension that’s full of sparkles and stars bcus it was that good ;; she’s amazing, trust me! i genuinely lov her other writings too and she’s the sweetest person and adk;laksj i get so shy talking to her omg anyways!! i lov her and her fics lots)
♡ Of Scatterbrained Mix-ups and Lame Pen-Names by happy-tokki@berry-happy-tokki[rated G, twoshot, 14k] pen pals!au, lots of fluff, awkward jungkook, cute jimin || (this was so freakin cute ok!!! pen pals!au are my weaknesses and this was so amazingly well-done. her writing style is so pretty and whimsical and gentle - the pacing was so smooth too. it was such an enjoyable read,, i smiled and giggled lots becus it was so adorable!! i lov awkward jungkook too so it was a major addition. plus, her other fics are incredible ok im in lov with all of them!! tokki’s the cutest and the sweetest too and u won’t regret checking this out and the author ok!!! i lov lov lov this)
♡ those who dream by day by melonmilk[rated T, oneshot, 3.1k] ballet!au, fluff and angst, internalized homophobia, dancing || (this was rly beautiful;; the mood was tense and poignant but it was really breathtakingly well-done too! this is a great ballet au and though it’s short, it’s totally worth taking a look at!! the author’s writing style is so pleasing!!)
♡ you’re intoxicating (I can’t stop)by astrochild (@/astrochild) [rated T, oneshot, 1.9k] fluff and angst, high school!au, rich kid!jungkook, swearing, mentions of violence || (this was rly angsty and it p much shoved an ice pick thru my heart but the happy ending healed it;; it’s so lovely!!! even tho it’s short it still really sticks with u after u finish reading it and… the way it’s written is so nice and appealing!! plus i rly love the vhope sequel too hehe she’s great!!)
♡ Bad boys and good-byes by blt_prf (@/blt_prf) [unrated, 12/12, 20k] college!au, enemies to friends to lovers, fluff, minor violence, music!au ish || (she’s one of my fav authors and this is one of my all time favs ok!!! this was such an amazing read i loved it so much!! i love the gradual build up of their relationship and her writing style is so pleasant and soothing,, like it’s a rly great fic ok i lov it lots!! she’s incredible i lov her other fics too)
♡ crush(ed) by fatal (cumrich) (@/witchboyjimin) [rated M, oneshot, 5.2k] space!au, angst, self-discovery, sci-fi!au, fantasy!au || (i lov this fic so much it’s written so beautifully and the worldbuilding is so wholesome. like, there’s enough detail for u to imagine the world the fic takes place in and!! it’s great rly i lov it n i lov her other fics too;; she’s amazing and i also lov her other fic ‘he hangs like tuesday morning’)
♡ run (you son of a gun) by infires (infires_man) (@/infires-man) [rated T, oneshot, 13k] gang!au, angst, hurt/comfort, heavily implied abuse || (this is so!! beautiful!!! i can’t express how much i lov this fic kadjf;k i still go back to read it because it was so amazingly well written and it just!! rly pulls at ur heartstrings but the ending just gives u such a warm feeling. i lov it so much!!! the composition is brilliant as well,, just pure amazing idk what else to say to convey how much i loved this asdjfkl;)
♡ Brightly, Flare by flitter[rated G, oneshot, 2k] magic realism, hinted soulmate!au, art!au, artist!jimin, student!jungkook || (i lov all of flitter works ok!!!! i had a hard time choosing which one to put on here but this fic is the first fic i read from her which made me fall in lov with her writing!! this was such a dazzling fic… like she strings her words together like poetry and i just love her work so much!! amazing rly i lov her. plus her ballet!au one and the santorini fic is great too)
♡ speak now by recordmin@minblooms[rated G, threeshot, 3k] freeform, fluff, pining, arranged marriage, wedding crashing || (this was rly cute ok i lov this so much!!! even tho it’s short it’s super duper sweet and my heart had burst open into sunshine and fluffy clouds bcus it was that enjoyable and great ok!! plus all her other works are rly great too i lov them so much;; she writes short fics but despite the length, all her writings will always leave this kind of lingering alluring and warm feeling with u and.. plus, wedding crashing!! is a great trope we need more of that! i adore this a lot ok!!)
♡ Fell For You In A Snap by Polkari Seuta (@/polkari-seuta) [rated T, oneshot, 3k] youtuber!au, social media!au, modern!au, drinking || (this was so cute,, like i smiled so much bcus it was so nice to read!! this was a great social media fic and it was incredibly delightful to read. i lov the author’s other fics too bcus they’re always so well-written and like, her writing style is always so crisp and fluent and is just such a pleasant to read!!)
♡ Push-up (push me down) by Mintsugakookies (@/mintsugakookies) [rated T, oneshot, 2k] canon compliant, fluff, domestic fluff, crack, established relationship, john cena kookie || (i am one big sucker for domestic fluff ok when i read this, it immediately cheered me up and my heart fluttered all the way into the sun dkafj;slj this was so so cute i lov it so much!! and i lov the author too)
♡ Aorta by minimints @strawberrywhaliens[rated T, oneshot, 15k] fluff, little angst, sick!jimin, lovesick!jungkook || (look this was so freakin fluffy i’m crying adsfjkl the rest of the series is rly cute too!!! i adore this so much,, like it’s word heavy but it’s rly fluffy and cute and it leaves a warm feeling, u know!! she’s a wonderful writer with a clear and eloquent voice and she’s a wonderful person too!!! the cutest mom i probably should have linked the first part but i love aorta the most so!! check it out ok!! i lov it a lot)
♡너의 목소리 Your Voice by pinkmonnie[rated M, 10/?, 65k] college!au, assistant professor!jimin, student!jungkook, teacher-student relationship, fluff, realism || (oohmy gosh pink’s an amazing and an utmost incredible author!! and i lov all of pink’s fics and this fic is so precious and well-written. jungkook is selectively mute in this but the author doesn’t romanticize it and pink’s portrayal of their personalities and jikook’s relationship is so beautiful and stunning!! i lov it to bits. plus!! her other fics like ‘After Hours’ and ‘Thirst’ are freakin golden, ok;; she’s brilliant)
♡ Cherry by bananacookies@bananacookies1[unrated, 11/?, 36k] wolf!au, hurt/comfort, a/b/o dynamics, fluff and smut, omega!kook, alpha!jimin, mature themes || (a/b/o fics are not my cup of tea but this!!! is amazing!!! like i said i rarely read smut but this is another exception!! it’s so fluffy and cute and it’s getting rly angsty right now, but the author’s updates are so consistent and she’s an incredible writer!! the pacing of the story is wonderful as well and the story’s so intriguing, especially since it’s omega!kook. but bcus of that, pls give her lots of love and be open-minded about it ok!!! she deserves lots of love bcus she’s awesome,,)
♡ Tie Me Down by ohdizzy (@/ohdizzy) [rated M, twoshot, 23k] college!au, taegi is main, side jikook, kidnapping, humour & crack, fluff, ot7 dynamics || (i’m sure we’ve all read.. the lejindary Blow Me Like Your French Horn fic.. and i love that fic so much but i love this fic so much too!!!! her fics are so well-written and so funny i lov them so much!! reading them makes my heart all warm and fuzzy hehe;; this was hilarious i lov how she writes their dynamics! i know the main pairing is taegi but!! pls read!! it’s amazing i lov her writing sm)
♡ son of a witch by syubnugget (@/namgifucker) [rated E, 2/?, 9k] witch!au, main sugamon, side jikook, humor, strangers to lovers, witchcraft || (i think i’ve fallen in love with sugamon after this… like i kno jikook is a side pairing but this!!! is such a wonderful and lovely fic!!! the characterization is fantastic and it made me giggle a few times from the banter, but the world building and the little details are so well written! i love witch!aus too so i rly lov this a lot!! the characters are rly interesting and i’m rly excited for more hehe)
hi senpai! what are your recommendations for skk and fyoya fics? love your blog!
OKAY IT’S THAT TIME OF THE MONTH AGAIN RUBS HANDS HERE WE GO
I’ve already made 2 fic rec posts HERE and HERE but because I lurk like a loser here are some more recs:
- Anything and everything by Kuranoa. Hands down one of the best fyoya + skk combi writers in my book, really lovely humor but when she angsts it smashes you until you’re a pile of dust and you hate yourself but you keep reading. And my god her Chuuya is badassadorable.
- Anything by Memos. Not even gonna lie I cry over her nsfw at least 30 times a day then cry some more in the bathroom then cry some more before I go to bed because her fics are just that good.
- Anything by AnonLearnsToWrite. Their humour is grade S excellent I laugh everytime, it’s really so on point and their plots are so damn precious and I really love their characterizations of Dazai. But can they please update Three’s a crowd because I’m dying.
- Anything by writingfromtheshadows. Especially if you’re a fan of mafia boss Dazai and badass Chuuya. The ust can drive you nut at times but they do compensate with… several pieces of delicious nsfw and generally I just want more but pls stop killing me with the ust.
- At this point, deep sighs, sells soul to devil, anything by Kibasix. But everyone and their fifth removed cousins know I’m blatantly a Kibasix fangirl so what else is new really.
- All the skk fics by WhisperingWinds99because I’m kind of a loser and haven’t really read their sskk ones. BUT THEIR FICS ARE REALLY ADORABLE AND PRECIOUS AND IT SOOTHES MY SOUL EVERYTIME MY FLUFFY ANGEL AMONG ALL OF YOU ANGSTY DEVILS.
- I generally really love hitherelovely’s fics because mmmmmmm their Dazai is delicious and just KDSJFHAKJFHAKF FANS SELF but their themes might be a bit heavy for some of you so this is a rec but rec with caution please read tags carefully before proceeding.
- Noir. This fic is one of the rare instances where I have to say that the portrayal of Chuuya is perfect. It explores his relationships with other characters in such a good way that it makes everything in my soul hurt. And the realistic ending of it makes me cry all the way until this day. Please. For the love of God. Read it.
- Touch me. AKA THAT ONE TEACHER! DAZAI/MILITARY!CHUUYA THAT I FINALLY GOT HOLY SHIT INCOHERENT KEYBOARD SLAM. Very detailed setting, Chuuya is the cutest, Dazai is a little shit just like how I want him to be, and the smut… oooooh boooooooy. I’ve already recced her in my last posts and there’s a sequel in progress as well so tbh just check out her profile.
- A Spring Without You is Coming. Aka that one fic that made me curse three times in the span of 2 minutes 48 seconds because WOW WHO AUTHORIZED THAT HOW DARE YOU WHAT THE FUCK. No seriously what the fuck. What. Who hurt you.
- Mommy Is Daddy’s Only! THIS ONE HAS BABY SKK AND IT’S REALLY CUTE AND IT ALSO HAS FYOYA AND TACHUU IN IT SO HELL YEAH. Or you can just read it solely for Akutagawa throwing his milk bottle in Fyodor’s face.
- 1893. Oh my god. Dazai’s POV in this. I’m just. I have no words. Actually I have one word. Gorgeous. Absolutely stunning. Wow that’s 3 words but okay it’s so good it would deserve 3 thousand words but I’m just mostly speechless.
- Eight time’s the charm. Ever feel like being cockblocked? Then cockblocked some more? Then cry because you got so cockblocked you don’t know what to do? This is just the right fic for you. Just. Trust me. Go for it.
- The Courtesan. Let’s see. You have Fyoya and SKK. You have courtesan Chuuya (whisper through gritted teeth yes holy shit). You have your one and only Moulin Rouge AU. And the writing is gorgeous. Need I say more chop chop get on it but BRACE YOURSELF FOR THE FRIGGIN PAIN BECAUSE MOULIN ROUGE.
I don’t mean she suddenly has no children. That’s already happened to her at least 8 times over and it’s very sad. What I mean is less focus on her as the TEAM MOM, the person whose job it is to provide hugs, proper life advice, and helicopter parenting.
Less of Toriel as pure moral support, more of Toriel as a queen, or a defector, or the caretaker of the ruins. Toriel writing a journal full of bad jokes, throwing pizzas at Sans, squeeing about snail facts, being a teacher, learning hoiw to text, clipping coupons, learning that flinging fireballs at people is bad for first impressions… just Toriel being Toriel doing Toriel things that don’t involve just being the support for other characters.
More this please.
GRANTED this could also be down to the content I happen to look for, so if anyone has recs, I’m always up for them. Not just for this, but for anything
The North is different without you. Colder. The people are getting more restless by the day, I fear the worst is coming soon.
Littlefinger has something up his sleeve. I don’t know what but I know that it’s not good. He’ll try to sway me with his pretty words but know that I will never break the trust that you have given me.
I saw you before you left for the South. You came out of the crypt, Littlefinger behind you. Did you hurt him Jon? If you did I fear that he’ll try and make your downfall quicker and more painful. Please Jon, don’t do anything irrational, I know your temper can get the best of you sometimes.
I miss you.
Arya is home. I missed her.
She’s different than before, though I guess everyone is. She’s scarred and seen things that I wished and prayed she would have never seen. Her eyes though seem to be void of emotion are swimming in rage and sadness.
Arya’s stronger, I’m very proud. Though I fear for her and dare I say it, a piece of me is afraid of her too. I can’t bare to think of what she’s done to survive, I do know it’s not pretty though. Maybe she and I are more similar than I thought.
Littlefinger is curious about her. If I know him correctly a plan is taking place in his mind. I need to put a stop to it. I need my family here. I need you here.
You betrayed the North. Your family. Me. I don’t know if you understand how much I went though to make sure we get our home back Jon, our home. How much I bled, how much I cried and screamed for it. It was so easy to give though, wasn’t it? Gift something that I bled for easily.
I trusted you. You were the only person I trusted, Jon. The person that I put my hands to, showed my scars and told my unfortunate stories, yet I bet that was never on your mind when you bent the knee and gave her the North, did you? Tell me, is the Dragon Queen so beautiful that you forgot your loyalty to the North and your family.
Do not think that the North will forgive this easily Jon. You may be able to sway them to join you into the battle, but after that the war for the North’s independence will rage. Whose side will you be on?
The North remembers, do not ever forget that.
It’s hard not to watch you watch her, it’s hard not to notice the lingering looks you share. It’s hard not to notice my heart hurting every time you do so. Tell me brother, why are my feelings like this? Am I no better than Cersei Lannister? Am I truly fashioning my life after the woman who caused our family’s demise?
It aches, Jon. It shouldn’t though, shouldn’t it? If my feelings truly are sisterly for you.
Even when I deem to hate you I cannot. Hating you should be so easy after what you’ve done…so why is it so hard?
Aegon Targaryen. Are the Targaryens so crazy that they’ll name two sons from the same family the same name? That’s not your name. Not to me, Arya, Bran, Sam or Tormund, not to those who know you, the real you. Your name is Jon Snow, you belong to House Stark, you have Stark blood running in you.
I told you once that I considered you a Stark and I will always mean that.
Rhaegar Targaryen may have placed his seed into Aunt Lyanna but it was Father that raised you, that taught you to be the person you are today.
The Northern Lords will not be pleased but I will be there for you, so will the rest of your family -the rest of your pack.
You will always be Jon to me.
I thought we would never see Spring. I thought I would never hear the laughter of the children again, or the flowers in bloom. See genuine smiles upon the faces of people.
It’s there now though. It’s because of you that happened. No matter how much you try and say that everyone did it, it was you that led them to defeat the Army of the Undead. Who told everyone, who feared for everyone’s safety in Westeros.
I’m proud of you Jon and I know that Father would have been too.
There are talks of you going South with the Dragon Queen.
Arya and Bran needs you. I need you here, with me in the North trying to rebuild what’s ours. The pack needs to stay together, to survive.
It’s up to you though in the end, my words are nothing, the choice is yours. I know that you have Targaryen blood in your veins but I beg you to not forget us.
If you go South and decide to rule, do not forget the North, your family, me. As we will never forget you.
Jon held the piece of parchment in his hand, he stood up once again pacing her solar for what seemed like the tenth time. He looked down at the bed and saw the other parchments littered with Sansa’s handwriting. It wasn’t his fault that he found them, truly. It was laying on her desk, half-covered with a book, but he still saw his name and curiosity peaked in him.
The door finally opened and he saw the woman that he was looking for. She still hasn’t noticed him and he was torn between berating her for not seeing there was an intruder in the room, and looking at her.
It seemed like the last time they were alone and he could really speak to her was before he went South. After that, she disappeared whenever he was near and his heart clenched whenever he didn’t see her comforting presence.
“Jon.” Sansa turned around and was surprised at Jon standing in the middle of her solar, a small parchment in his hand.
“I received your letter,” he mumbled.
Sansa nodded, “I can see that.” She moved forward towards her window.
“There was never a choice to make.” He needed to put that out there. How could she ever think that he would choose anything over the North, his pack, her?
She gave him a brief glance, “You never know. People change and so do their opinions.”
“The North is a part of me,” Jon walked up to where Sansa was. He stood next to her, and looked out the window. “I would never leave the North unless I have to.” I would never leave you unless I have to. How much he wanted to utter those words but he knew that he couldn’t right now. Sansa looked at him and he knew right then that she somehow heard the unspoken words.
“If there’s one thing I know in this world for certain, is that I would never choose anything over our family. Nothing in this world can do that. Not for a crown, not even legitimizing me. Do you understand that?” He gently turned her so Sansa could look at him. “Sansa.”
She nodded, “I do.”
Jon took a deep breath, it was now or never. “I need you to understand another thing as well.” She tilted her head a fraction imploring him to go on. “There is no woman that could ever compare to you. There is no woman that I would choose over you. There is no other love I would choose than yours.”
He looked at her and surely he saw her walls crumbling down. He finally saw the eyes that he loved, the eyes that held the warmth and love whenever he looked into them. Gone was his Queen of Ice, here now was his Sansa.
“I never thought,” Sansa started. For once she was at lost for words and for once Jon seems that he has the perfect words.
“I know, my love,” he removed the space between, now holding her as close as he can. As the King and Queen of the North looked out onto the now melting snow of Winterfell, they can briefly see four large Direwolves. The largest looked straight on at Jon and Sansa.
She quickly turned to Jon, a familiar tug in her heart. “Jon, it’s them.”
Jon looked at the Direwolves, the alpha nodded once and then howled. The rest followed, “Aye, it is.” He knew who they were and it was no consequence that he and Sansa should see them after they’ve talked. “It seems like Father’s gave us his blessing.”
Stiles waited until the bell rang for lunch before he made his move. He had determined that to be the optimal time, the moment of maximum exposure and emphasis. Everybody would be flooding out of their classrooms and moving toward the cafeteria in one giant horde, and Lydia would be the last one out of her AP Calculus class like she always was because she stayed back to argue with the teacher.
Stiles had been preparing for this for weeks, building himself up to it and memorizing the pièce de résistance. He glanced over his reference sheet one more time just as the bell rang, mouthing the words to himself before folding it up and stuffing it in his pocket. He might’ve been sweaty with nerves, but unless this went far, far better than he was expecting, Lydia wasn’t likely to be close enough to tell so that was fine. Besides, he was allowed to be nervous; he was taking the final leap.
If this didn’t win him Lydia’s favor, nothing ever would.
“Absolutely,” Phil said, turning back to his own phone and then looking up at Dan again, suddenly struck by the motion and vivacity in him, by the rise and fall of his chest and the absent scuffing of his foot. Give the internet all the saucy mirror selfies they wanted, give them every single freezeframe. They’d never get Dan. (aka Singapore 2017)
The plane was dark, the constant rumble and hum of the engine under the floor fading away into a kind of stillness. Phil didn’t know where they were, had turned off the monitor so he didn’t have to look at the little plane blinking across Europe and the countdown of all the endless hours left in the flight. They were five hours in, maybe? Something like that. They’d watched two movies and then Dan had started expressing some opinion about them and dozed off halfway through it, which was fair. He needed the sleep. They both did.
Or, at least today they do. Most of the time his lips are chapped, slightly torn, the skin constantly chewed and bitten into by harsh teeth. It’s a mannerism Bakugou would rather die than admit to noticing; how Kirishima bit his lips when concentrating, or stifling laughter, or nervous, or when his mind was elsewhere, lost in his own thoughts.
Bakugou saw the last one the most. It was when Bakugou could stare without him being noticed. And he stared a lot.
He stared during class, at the way Kirishima worriedly chewed at the inside of his cheek while staring up at the front board. He stared during training, watched the way Kirishima’s lips either curled into a wide grin around bared teeth or a self doubting frown. He watched his mouth as he spoke, watched how the words slipped from his tongue, how his lips formed around booming words. He watched Kirishima when they sat in the common room full of people during a movie night he’d rather not be at, he watched how he would laugh, how his mouth split into wide grins and his teeth reflected the dim light from the TV as he cackled.
Bakugou hated Kirishima for it. For making him stare like that, for whatever reason.
(It wasn’t Bakugou. It was Kirishima. He was making him do it, probably.)
Prompted by @tdgal1 …I went a little AU with this one
“Why don’t men ever listen?” Felicity throws back a shot and slams the glass down on the counter, glaring at Sara who stands behind the bar.
Sara Lance - Bartender Extraordinaire - dutifully refills the glass and slides it back. “So what did Mystery Man do this time?”
“Oh, it’s not Mystery Man,” Felicity fumes, holding her shot between her and Sara, leaning forward as if sharing a secret. “Mystery Man is doing fine. Fantastic even! He’s managed to go an entire week without pissing me off. At this point I feel almost bad for practically judging and stalking the guy from afar over his inability to use a computer like a normal human being.”
Sara snorts. “I wouldn’t call it stalking. The two of you just happen to hang out in the same cafe all the time. Seriously, what’s it like to be a published author that can just do the hipster thing and write in coffee shops all day?”
Felicity narrows her eyes. “First, it’s not all that great. My agents always on my ass about deadlines. Secondly, showed up the first day with a typewriter. A TYPEWRITER! Who does that? But this isn’t about Mystery Guy-”
“I still think you should go talk to him by the way. Dude is hot.”
Felicity doesn’t dignify the interruption with a response. “No, the problem today was Ray Fucking Palmer.” Spit flies from her mouth, but Felicity ignores it in favor of downing the shot. “Palmer comes waltzing in like he owns the place and just sits down across from me, like I invited him to sit there and proceeds to talk to me. Like I’m not working!”
The shot glass lands on the counter and Sara quickly removes it from the danger of Felicity’s gesticulating hands.
“So I try to do the polite ‘oh it’s nice to see you, Ray, but I’m working’ thing in the hopes that it will at least get him to shut up, but NO, he just turns the conversation to what I’m working ON. No matter what I said, I couldn’t get the man to shut up and leave me alone. You’d think he would have learned something over the last three weeks of rejection, but apparently not.”
“He asked you out again?” Sara slides a refilled shot glass back to Felicity, wincing in sympathy. Palmer was a puppy and Felicity was a cat person.
Felicity drinks the liquor. “If only it were that simple, but no my friend, if gets worse.”
“I snapped. He asked me out and I just lost it. Told him that ‘no, i wasn’t interested’ just like my presence is not an invitation to conversation, and ‘yes, I was trying to get rid of him just now if only he would take a hint. And, that no, my answer about the date would never change so he could he please stop bothering me so I could do my work.”
“Yas!” Sara cheers. “It’s about time you told him off.”
“Oh, but that’s not the bad part.”
“Nope. Because who should be there, but Mystery Guy.”
Sara’s smile turns wolfish. “Mystery Guy?”
“Yup. Standing right behind me the whole time. So when Ray is about to storm out with his fragile, bruised male ego, he calls me a Bitch and says I was leading him on, or some other bullshit. Well, Mystery Guy grabs him - GRABS HIM - by the arm and forces him to apologize, says he’s seen me put up with too much of Ray’s shit and that I should be allowed to work in public in peace, that a woman sitting alone isn’t asking a man to hit on her. And he says it all in this deep, husky voice.”
“Hot damn.” Sara takes her own shot. “Please tell me you dragged him into a supply closet right then and there.”
“Ray?” Felicity pulls a face.
“No! Mystery man!”
“Well, I would have, but no, after Ray mumbled a half assed apology, Mystery Man went back to his corner and his pre-historic typewriter and ignored me.”
“ARE YOU KIDDING ME?”
Felicity grabs the bottle and pours herself a shot. “Nope. But can you believe what Ray did?”
“Who cares about Ray!” Sara exclaims. “Mystery Man practically declared his interest in you and you didn’t even get his number?”
Felicity shrugs. “No.”
Sara’s drops her head on the bar with a long groan. “You two are so pathetic. Just stop making heart eyes at each other and DO something!”
“I may have paid for his coffee and given the barista a note to give him,” Felicity confesses into another shot as Sara makes a whale noise.
“And he hasn’t texted me yet, so either he’s not interested -”
“Oh, he’s interested -”
“OR,” she shouts over her friend, happy the bar isn’t more crowded this early, “he hasn’t gotten the note yet.”
“And to think, it’s all thanks to Ray Palmer not listening,” Sara jokes.
Felicity glares at her. “Shut up.”
Beep beep beepbeep.
“OOOOH! Is it him?”
The message is a picture of his coffee and the note Felicity scrawled with the subtitle: Thank you, Felicity.
She smiles as she quickly types back: My pleasure, Mystery Man.
Sara leaps to try to get a look at the screen, but Felicity pulls it away as her phone vibrates with another incoming text.
As much as I appreciate the moniker, most people call me Oliver.
Her insides feel all warm and gooey now with the knowledge of Mystery Man’s name. Or maybe tequila. Either way, she’s not quite sure what drives her to respond with: Many call me Supreme Overlord.
The response takes just long enough for Felicity to wish she had thought that through before hitting send. This is the part where he runs for the hills.
With trepidation she opens the message, only to laugh as she reads: Of course, apologies Supreme Overlord for the oversight. Consider it corrected.
Sara, having finally gotten a look at the screen, rolls her eyes and moves away toward a new customer. “You’re both giant dorks.”
Felicity sticks her tongue out, but spends the next forty minutes smiling like a sap at her phone and twisting on her stool as her happiness radiates off her. It takes two more days of intense flirting - both in person and over text - before Felicity finally asks him out.
No one in surprised he says yes.
Then a year later, in that same coffee shop, Felicity says yes to a very different question.
So I got this shitty review for Melodies Unheard, and while I’m not Deaf or HoH, I’m still offended.
Apparently, Deaf dancers and skaters would never be able to perform better than their Hearing counterparts because not being able to hear means they can’t show the emotions needed in their performances. Meaning a Hearing person would obviously skate better and it’s “impossible” for Yuuri to have beaten anyone as a Deaf skater.
note: i know in the musical it describes some of them as kids already but these r my headcanons ! just putting that out there
usnavi: ALWAYS cleaning because he was one of those kids. he felt bad when he saw his parents or abuela working so hard at the bodega or at home, so he always offered to help.
sonny: when he was real little he liked to pull pranks. he still does as a teenager, but he calls those days his “mediocre days”. pranks like shaving cream and feathers, putting salt in coffee, etc. everyone had just about enough of him.
nina: always reading. she learned to read by 3 and never stopped. everyone saw potential in her. during the summer, she would wake up early, read the first half a book, help clean around the house for her parents when they got home, then read the second half of a book. very productive.
vanessa: she would run away a lot. growing up with an alcoholic mother, she didn’t really call the house she lived in “home.” she would come down to the barrio and hang out with nina or usnavi, or get hairdressing lessons from carla and daniela.
benny: he got in trouble with the law A LOT. of course it wasn’t that bad, since he was real little, but there wasn’t a week where he didn’t run from the police at least once. that’s how he met nina, in fact.
pete: like vanessa, he ran away from home a lot too. when he was 6 or 7, he fled home and went down to the subway station multiple times a week just to go and look at the graffiti on the walls underground. it fascinated him.
carla: she was that kid everyone loved. everyone wanted to be around her since she was so sweet, but she was taken advantage of easily and walked all over on a lot. baby carla :,(
daniela: she was the one who seemed cool. everyone wanted to be around her as well, so that’s why carla and her get along so very well.