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Alr i promise ill post part two after my midterm exams, rn i just dont have the time to do so hehe
Drive! Fucking Drive!
Mikey x Reader
Summary: Running away from the police, you decided to hop on a random person's bike and told them to drive
Friends to lovers/Fluff/Slow burnish?
a/n: first time writing in a while and idk if I should continue this (already have pt.2 but its not proofread)
Everything was a blur, the screaming, the colours, the water, and I was in the middle of it all.
Corruption was one of the biggest issues we had in our country, corrupt politicians, police, lawyers, anywhere you can think of at all really, just name it, and they're there, and the worst part is? No ones doing anything about it.
Evidence on top of evidence and yet these crocodiles have the audacity to drag these issues out as far as they can, and it's driving people insane that not even our president is doing anything about it.
So that brings us here, with me, screaming my lungs out, protesting about what needs to be heard.
"HEY, HEY, HO, HO, RETURN WHATS OURS, WONT LET YOU GO!!! HEY, HEY, HO, HO, RETURN WHATS OURS, WONT LET YOU GO!!!"
The chants kept on repeating, people were mad, people were enraged, and they had every right to do so.
I was in the front of it all, handing out some water bottles as I was chanting along with them since we've been out in the sun for hours on end, but then, I heard it.
"RUNN!! THEY'RE TAKING US!!!"
They were now arresting people.
Discarding the water bottles I had in hand, I sprinted towards the opposite direction of the protesters, because if we get caught, oh shit I cant even think about what my parents would say to me once they find out that I was a part of this.
Looking behind me I can see dozens of police officers arresting my fellow protesters. What are they even thinking? This is their country too, aren't they mad that those people whom they're protecting are using us to fund their lavish life styles while the rest of us are stuck here having to deal with constant flood and starvation? Hypocrites.
They're so stupid, and so stubborn and so god damn cruel right now, looking back I see them taking people with age, some even with disabilities, freaking anyone they can get their hands on, guess the boss promised them bonuses huh?
The paint I have in my face is now dripping off because of my sweat building up from all this heat and cardio, my backpack feeling heavier than ever, and my breath heavying as I realise that my stamina is getting lower and lower by the second.
"HEY YOU! GET BACK HERE!"
Taking a glance back, I saw a cop right behind me, him blowing at his whistle and looking directly at me. Ah shit. I dont have much energy right now! I've been here for hours and now they decide to arrest us?!
Without thinking twice, I hurriedly sat on a motorcycle on the side of the road with someone still on it.
"DRIVE!!!"
"What?!"
"DRIVE! FUCKING DRIVE!!!"
Looking behind me, and the chaos behind us, he spotted the police running towards our direction and took the hint.
Without any warning, the guy started the engine and quickly drove off in a flash, breaking what I guess is about a dozen traffic laws.
Because of how fast we were going I couldn't help but grab on tight on both sides of his motorcycle like my life dependent on it, "ARE YOU INSANE?!" I yelled, "YOU TOLD ME TO DRIVE!!!"
After a few twists and turns towards random alleys, and almost hitting someone on the sidewalk, we soon stopped a few miles away from all the trouble, making sure that no one was able to catch up to us.
Once we stopped I quickly got off while the adrenaline rush started to wear down. Catching my breath, with both hands on my knees, I looked towards the stranger I was with and only realised my stupidity and carelessness.
I got into a freaking bike with a stranger! What was I thinking! Was I even thinking?! Clearly not! I freaking hope that hes not some sort of old pervert, oh god what did I get myself into.
Behind his helmet I could see his shoulders moving up and down as if he held his breath during this whole fiasco. I mean, that was quite the rush, and also, I was the one who put him into this mess in the first place.
Feeling bad and trying to take some of the awkwardness out of the air I spoke, "So.. uhm, thanks for getting me out of trouble back there" I said in between breaths.
Getting out of the vehicle, he turned towards me quickly taking his helmet off.
Taking in his appearance, I could tell that he was not happy, like, at all. His long blonde hair was disheveled, deep dark eyes furrowed and looking towards me with furry. Well, at least he's not some old pervert right?
"Are you insane?! Do you go around hopping into peoples bikes often just because you feel like it?!"
Yeah, hes mad.
Putting my hand up in surrender I tried to explain myself. "Look, sir, whatever your name is, I'm sorry" his angry expression faltered a bit, "I wasn't thinking because I was trying to get away from the cops"
For a few moments we both just stared at each other not knowing what to say.
With a sigh, they closed his eyes and cursed under his breath, "Fuck, its fine", he said rubbing his eyes in frustration, "Not a big deal, I just had a long day", his body slumped a bit as he leaned towards his bike finally calming down.
Taking this opportunity, I took a water bottle out of my bag and handed it to him. He looked towards the water bottle then onto me as he took it, "Thanks."
"So uhm..." I started, "Thanks again, you know, for getting me out of there, so ill uhh.. ill get going now", I waved as I started to walk back from where we came from.
We were on a side of a small mountain with waves crashing beside us, and a long road stretching in front of me, and luckily I knew this place, having already driven by a couple of times.
"Wait..." I hear him sigh behind me, "I can't let a girl walk that distance."
"Oh no problem at all sir, I know this place, as well as the way back home" I said not looking back as I continued to walk.
After putting his helmet in a compartment in his bike, he drove towards me, "It's sunset, it's about to get dark, and you're a girl, it's dangerous" he stopped his bike beside me and gave me a look which I would guess was a look of genuine concern.
Reluctantly, I got on his bike again. I had no reason to say no, I mean I was the one who got us here in the first place, and his words did make sense, plus, if he wanted to take me some place else I could just jump off and sprint. I mean a bike isn't really an ideal vehicle for kidnapping.
"So..." He started as we drove back, thinking that things must've settled down by now, "You were protesting earlier?"
"Yeah" I laughed nervously, "Just needed to speak up you know" he hummed.
"What about you? I'm guessing you weren't in town to do the same thing?"
"No, no" he answered, "I had different things to deal with back there"
"Would it be alright to pry?" I asked
"I was actually there to try the new cafe that just opened up" he smiled, "But then I saw that it was closed due to the protest that was happening" he grumbled, "And I was looking forward for it too!!! I mean, im not saying that the protest was bad, but come on!!! Couldn't they have closed another day?! So unfair." He whined.
I couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm, a few minutes ago he was furious at me, but then again I cant blame him. I mean if a stranger got on my bike and told me to drive, I would've dropped them right then and there and drove off on my own, maybe even call them a freak.
"I'm Manjiro by the way, friends call me Mikey"
Manjiro? He's telling his name to a stranger?
"Oh.. uhm.." should I tell him who I am?
"Go on take your time~"
"Y/n"
Giving Mikey some directions, he dropped me off at a convenience store a few blocks away from my house.
"You sure your place is nearby?" He asked worriedly
"Yeah, don't worry about it, I need to pick up a few things here anyways" I smiled, "Thank you by the way, you know, for the ride, and uhm... Sorry again for the bother"
"No problem at all Y/n" he beamed, "I'm always happy to make a new friend"
As if on queue, I thought about something that served as a way to make up for his time that I felt like I wasted.
"Oh here" I said as I reached inside my bag, taking out a container and handing it to him, "Since you didn't have the chance to try that cafe you talked about earlier, I thought you could give these a try", opening the box, Mikey's eyes lit up once he saw what was inside. (Dorayaki and a few mochis) It was a snack I was planning on having earlier today.
"Wahhh!" He said in awe, "Thanks a bunch Y/n! This isn't poisoned is it?" He joked, closing it back up planning on having it once he got home.
"You'd have to try them to find out" I shot back smiling, "Bye Mikey, thank you again for earlier today"
"You're welcome, and thanks for the treat"
As I turned my back and started to head towards the convenience store, I heard his bike's motor turn on, and with a yell he said, "Don't forget me okay!!!"
Heading inside, I quickly slipped into the girls restroom and locked the door from the inside. There I quickly changed my clothes and washed off my paint stained face making sure that I was presentable enough not to raise any suspicion.
Before even entering the front door I could already hear all the yelling from the inside. Walking in I saw my dad pacing back and forth in our living room with broken porcelain scattered around him. Guess I just missed one of his tantrums.
"I told you to fix it Michel! I can't have people protesting in front of my office all day!"
Ah yes, did I mention that I was the daughter of our corrupt mayor?
"I want each and every one of those individuals arrested! The election is coming up and this is bad for my image!"
Ignoring his conversation with his secretary, I headed upstairs to my bedroom to be able to distance myself from him as much as possible. God why did dad win the custody battle instead of mom?
"Hey you young lady!" Said my dad as he looked at me already up the stairs, "Why did you come home so late again?"
"I was out with friends" I say bluntly.
"And is that a reasonable excuse?"
"Its 7:30."
"I don't give a shit, as long as you're in my house, you abide by my rules, do you understand?"
"Then why can't you let me live under my moms roof?"
"Are you high?!" He yelled out of frustration, "How the hell would that look for me huh? I'm already divorced! What the hell would it look like if my only daughter wasn't under my roof?"
"Oh give it up dad."
As he continued yelling, I decided to turn around and head towards my room. I hated this man so deep it might as well be tattooed into my bones.
I've been planning my escape from this household for months, but my dad has this tight grip on me that I just can't escape from.
I already rejected his last name, can't he take the hint? Him and my mom have been divorced ever since I was a kid, and even back then I wanted to go with her, but his pride wouldn't let that happen.
I can't really say what's going on on top of that twisted head of his, but I wanted out as soon as possible. Ever since my mom informed me that she was able to finally own her own house instead of renting one, I've been nothing but eager to leave.
-
The next morning when I headed downstairs for breakfast I was informed that my father was out early sorting some things out with the media, giving me some peace and space in this awfully large home.
Having that opportunity, I decided to check his office for anything I can use against him, but normally it was always locked. I've always known about my fathers endeavours, with how arrogant he is around me, it's not that hard to piece together.
And just my luck, I guess the stress and pressure of yesterdays events took a toll on him, his home office was unlocked, well the door knob was locked but it wasn't closed all the way through, giving me the opportunity to step inside.
Snooping around, and seeing that there were no cameras inside, I decided to look for things that I could use as evidence of his wrong doings, something so concrete that no one would be able to look past it or turn a blind eye.
After a while I noticed a safe tucked away behind his own portrait, man how egocentric can my father be, and would you take a look at that, it was unlocked as well.
Slowly, I took a look at all the paperwork that was inside the safe, ignoring the stacks and stacks of paper bills that were inside.
There, under all the fine print I found was solid proof that hes been smuggling the money that was supposed to be used for highway constructions, flood controls and many more, rotating the money towards made up projects and charities then splitting it with his allies with cash to avoid any trails of it.
Bingo.
I need to get this over to mom as soon as possible, and by "as soon as possible" I mean tonight.
I quickly made identical copies of the papers and decided on taking the original ones and leaving the copies making sure that I put them back exactly as I found the originals, as well as how I found everything in his office, but making sure I closed the safe so that it wouldn't raise any suspicion when he finds his study open.
After quickly packing my essentials, I headed out onto my moms place two towns over and didn't look back.
-
"This is brilliant Y/n" my mom said as she inspected what I brought. You see my moms a lawyer, and the only reason that she wasn't able to take me during the custody battle was because she didn't have her license yet, nor the resources compared to my father.
"Does this mean I can stay with you now?"
"Sweetheart, of course"
"And what about dad?" I asked nervously, "He knows that you're the only person I'd go to"
"Let me take care of him sweetheart" she smiled as she hugged me, "Knowing him, I'm betting his priorities aren't set on getting you back right now, but rather keeping his image up and the evidence destroyed"
"What I want you to worry about now is school okay, I'm glad you also brought your important documents over"
"Would I be switching here?"
"If that's what you want"
I breathed a sigh of relief.
Two months later
It wasn't really hard to start over at a new school for me, it's not that hard to talk to people.
Now that I think about it, it's nice to start over where people don't know about me, it feels refreshing.
It's already been three weeks since I started class and have successfully made a few friends during that time, Suki, Kira and Hinata.
Third POV
"Kenny im hungryyy" Mikey whined while walking down the hallway towards their class.
"We just had lunch Mikey." Draken, his best friend deadpanned.
It was already mid day when they decided to come to school, and to be honest they'd rather not, but Mikey's guessing that hes about to get an earful from Emma (his sister) if he didn't attend a single class for an entire month.
People were clearing out as they walked down the hallway and Mikey couldn't help but feel bored. I guess you can say that they have a reputation around here, some are completely for the wrong reasons but hey, they really couldn't care less.
As they were walking towards their classroom, Mikey caught a familiar figure on the corner of his eye. He stopped by the classroom door to get a really good look at her just to be sure hes not mistaking her for someone else
"Y/n?"
The people who were eating their lunch in their classroom fell silent, but then a pair of y/e/c met his. It took her a second to recognise him, squinting at his direction, but then her eyes went wide and she gave him a wide smile along with a wave "Mikey!!"
"Y/n!!!" A big smile spread across Mikey's face. He jogged over and took the chair from the table in front of her, "How've you been??? You didn't tell me this was your school!"
"Alright calm down Mikey" said Draken as he walked towards them, "Let her eat her lunch in peace"
"Oh its really no problem" Y/n smiled, "I've been good Mikey, I'm glad to see you here. I mean, I just transferred really"
"Thats great! I get to see you often nowadays"
Y/n? Transfer here? At his school? Thats amazing! To be honest he's been thinking about her a lot recently, I mean who else would have the guts to hop onto a strangers bike and yell at them to drive? Looking back now, that ride was one of the most exciting things Mikey did for a while now honestly, not because of the police though, he's used to running away from them, but because of how unexpected the whole situation was.
And her treats? That was the best dorayaki he think hes had!
When he got home that day of the protest, he didn't even bother changing before digging in while actively trying to avoid his sister so that he wouldn't have the need to share it with her.
Lets just say that he was at bliss right after.
"By the way this is Draken, and Draken, this is Y/n, the friend I mentioned I met a while back"
Y/n smiled and subtly waved at his tall friend.
"Well as much as it was nice meeting you Y/n, I'd have to excuse us, class is about to start"
"Whaaatttttt????" Mikey whined.
Draken then started to drag him away from the classroom of the y/h/c girl, but Mikey really didn't want to go yet. He wanted to continue his conversation with his friend. But alas, all he could do now was pout and sadly wave at Y/n goodbye.
Sitting at his desk, he glared at his too tall friend, "You didn't have to do that Kenny, we could've missed a few minutes of class" he sulked
"For us? I dont mind, but for your friend..." Said Draken as he turned towards him, "I dont think I'd be polite to keep her from listening in her class now is it?"
Kenny does have a point there, he wouldn't want to disrupt her, if he did, she might get annoyed and decide not to be his friend! Now where's the fun in that? And plus, he felt different back then when he was with her, a good difference though, in that small amount of time, she somehow got Mikey to take his mind off the dark thoughts up in his head that's been consuming him recently.
-
"What the hell was that?!" Suki shrilled as she jumped up behind Y/n, "You're friends with the 'Invincible Mikey'?!"
"Huh?..."
"Why didn't you tell uss???" Kira whined, "Are you guys a thing?"
"A thing? Wait no—"
"That was a first" butted Suki, "I mean, you barely see that guy come to school, but now talking to a girl?"
"Ok guys calm down" Y/n's voice was a little bit louder than she thought to be, "We're just friends alright? I met him back in my old town a few months ago and that's it"
Her friends gave each other a knowing look, something that made it seem like they know there's more to the story than you were letting on, but before they even have the chance to question you, your teacher walked in and told them to get back to their respective seats.
-
"So that was the girl you've been talking about?" Draken asked
"Who? Y/n?"
"Have you talked about any other girl?"
"Well— no" Mikey cheeked, "But yeah, I think you'll like her as well Draken, shes easy to talk to, oh and her dorayaki? Its amazing! Best I've ever had"
"Well im glad you final found her" Kenny sighed, "Im gettin real tired with how much you yap about her"
"Hey I dont talk about her that much"
"Seriously? Just a few days ago you convinced me and Baji to ride with you all the way to her home town, having some lame excuse of visiting the Haitani brothers, which we know is complete bullishit"
-
As the class was ending, your teacher was giving the class your math assignments for the week when you spotted a giddy blonde boy just outside of your classroom doors.
When you meet his happy eyes, which seems to have a glint in them, you see him give you a huge wave with both of his hands, as if signaling you to come on out.
As a response, you held up one hand smiling and mouthing the words "wait" while packing your backpack with your other hand.
Noticing the commotion, your teacher looked towards the classroom doors with annoyance until he spotted who was outside his classroom.
"Alright who's disrupting my cla— oh Mikey" he gulped, "Alright class, I wouldn't want to take any more of your time, class dismissed"
And with that, without even noticing anything unusual, you were the first and only person to get from your seat and head towards the door.
"Hey Mikey" you greeted, "Why are you here?"
Taking your binders off your hands and onto his, Mikey started walking down the hallway and instinctively you followed.
"Waiting for you, pretty"
When the both of you were out of sight, only then did your classmates have the courage to start packing up their belongings and heading out of the class as well.
"Huh? Why wait for me?" You asked
"Well, I wanted to take you home you know" he answered with a smile, "Plus, I want to ride with you again! I can take you home with my bike, I feel like it's so boring having to take the bus all the way from your home. I mean your two towns over! Isn't that too much of a drive? The city's a long way from here anyways, it's like an hour away with my bike" he started rambling again.
"Oh nononono Mikey" you quickly interrupted, "I moved homes here as well, I'm like 10 minutes away from school, it's no problem really"
"Really?" Mikey smiled even wider, "Well if that's the case maybe I can take you around to see the city, ohhhh I can take you to see the best places to eat here! Just a few blocks here is the best place to have omurice"
"That sounds amazing!" You quickly matched his enthusiasm, "But I can't right now though " as quick as your excitement, you remembered about the pending assignments you need to finish, "I have a few assignments in English and Math I need to do today, but maybe tomorrow?"
"Homework?" Mikey's face scrunched up all confused, "Oh just don't do it, I'm sure the teachers won't mind, I think?"
"Of course they would, silly" you laughed at that idea. Not doing your homework? You'd die if your mother found that out.
Reaching the front of the school, you noticed two motorcycles parked in front.
"Here we are" said Mikey walking up to one, "Hey Y/n, want to stop by for a sweet treat before going home? Im staaarrrvinggg" he exaggerated.
"A sweet treat?" As if remembering something, you took off your bag and started to look for something, "If you're looking for a sweet treat, here!" You beamed, taking out a container from your bag completely forgetting about it earlier.
"Whats that?" Mikey asked taking it from you and opening it quickly, "WHOAAA"
Inside was a few treats you prepared earlier which you intended to share with your friends but completely forgot them due to the earlier events that happened. There were enough treats in there fully intending to feed four people, yourself included. (dorayaki, mochi, brownies and chocolate truffles) which made Mikey's mouth water just by looking at them.
"Did you make these?" He questioned, stars in his eyes and drool from his lips.
"Of course!" You smiled, "Did you like the first ones? I made those as well"
Like a toddler, he started jumping up and down around you, bombarding you with questions and thank yous.
"Do you really need to do your homework?"
"You can just do those another time"
"You're really so awesome!"
"Thank you thank you"
"Wanna see how fast I can ride my bike? I can take you with me"
"Ok ok calm down Mikey" you giggled, how can someone have that much energy inside them, "I really need to finish these assignments before even thinking about doing anything else, but im pretty sure I can finish these by tomorrow, we can hang out afterwards"
"PROMISEE???" he shouted, how much sugar has he had today?
"Yes Mikey, I promise"
-
After dropping you off on your front porch (he begged to give you a ride home as a thank you), he headed towards his brothers bike shop where the rest of friends were along with his brother.
"Hes skipping..." Kazutora whispered to Baji, "I can see that..." He answered
"Whats got you so happy?" Shinichiro asked his brother, wiping his hands after working on his bike
"His girlfriend" Draken answered bluntly
"She's not my girlfriend!" Mikey quickly denied, "Just a friend I met a while back"
"Wait" countered Baji, "Is that the chick you keep on talking about? What was her name? Y/...."
"Its Y/n." Mikey grunted, "And no, I dont keep on 'talking about her', where did you guys pick that shit up?"
They all gave each other a knowing look.
"Whatcha got there?" His brother pointed at the container he was holding
"Nope!" Mikey exclaimed, hiding it behind his back, "No way! this is mine!"
"Dont be selfish now" Shinichiro grinned
-
After a bunch of running around and convincing, Mikey reluctantly shared his sweets along with his friends while having first dibs on one dorayaki.
"I'll give it to ya" said Draken, licking his fingers with chocolate, "These are delicious, got them from your girlfriend?"
"She's not my girlfriend!!!" Mikey whined, mouth full of the pastry.
"Right~" They all said in unison
"Dont hoard the mochi Baji! Give me a bite!" Yelled Kazutora as Baji decided to put the entire thing inside his mouth in one go.
For the next couple of weeks, you and Mikey have been hanging out more often than you realise, friendship growing closer by each day.
You'll always find him outside of your room after class happily waiting for you to finish your last subject before dragging you out somewhere to hangout, though most of the time he'd rather wait for you outside because he couldn't be bothered with attending any of his classes.
Still, this was a huge change for Mikey, so much so that even the principal took notice of the sudden change.
Your friends of course, always questioned you if you two were actually a 'thing', but you denied every allegation they had insisting that you two were nothing but good friends. (They still dont buy it)
But who can blame them for those rumours? Mikey's never been close to any girls before, never even seen with one considering his reputation and everything, but truth be told? You couldn't care less.
You've heard about it, you weren't exactly an idiot to not notice the way people seemed to be terrified of him. As the gossip spread around (as well as your friends actually telling you about Toman), you couldn't say that you were afraid of being associated with Mikey.
You've already met some of his friends, such as Draken, Baji, Kazutora, Mitsuya, Takemitchi and a few others, as well as his brother and sister when you and Mikey took a quick stop at his bike shop.
You could tell that they were all good people (they bombarded you with requests after trying your pastries).
They welcomed you warmly with smiles and polite introductions. Sure they were rowdy, but you already expected that much from them, they were in a gang after all.
But contrary to popular beliefs, they had more respect for women than most of the guys you knew.
You could tell with how careful they were when you, Emma and Hinata were around, and it was honestly the most genuine friendship you've ever seen.
Things seem to be going great for you over here compared to how things were with your father. You're really happy that you finally got the courage to escape, to run, and now you're content that you finally have a life that no longer included him.
-
"Sir, are you sure?" A raspy male voice asked through the phone.
"Yes I'm sure" Y/n's father angrily answered through the phone, "Find her and her mother and make sure they can't use the information they stole from me! Use any force necessary."
"But sir, that's your daughter—"
"I DONT GIVE A SHIT!" He yelled, "That ungrateful little brat has been conspiring against me for as long as I can remember, if the media didn't pick up that I had her in the first place, I would've left her to rot with her mother from the beginning."
"But sir, what would your image look like when your ex wife and child are found dead knowing that you and her mother had a terrible dispute back then?"
"I can handle that" he mused, "A few shed tears, a few words said and people would be eating that shit up for days. If anything it might even help me gain sympathy for the upcoming elections. So do as you must, stage an accident, hide their bodies, I really don't care, just find me the evidence they took and make sure that there are no witnesses, do you understand?"
"...yes sir."
"Good."
Completely forgot to add the end part 😅
Drive! Fucking Drive!
Mikey x Reader
Summary: Running away from the police, you decided to hop on a random person's bike and told them to drive
Friends to lovers/Fluff/Slow burnish?
a/n: first time writing in a while and idk if I should continue this (already have pt.2 but its not proofread)
Everything was a blur, the screaming, the colours, the water, and I was in the middle of it all.
Corruption was one of the biggest issues we had in our country, corrupt politicians, police, lawyers, anywhere you can think of at all really, just name it, and they're there, and the worst part is? No ones doing anything about it.
Evidence on top of evidence and yet these crocodiles have the audacity to drag these issues out as far as they can, and it's driving people insane that not even our president is doing anything about it.
So that brings us here, with me, screaming my lungs out, protesting about what needs to be heard.
"HEY, HEY, HO, HO, RETURN WHATS OURS, WONT LET YOU GO!!! HEY, HEY, HO, HO, RETURN WHATS OURS, WONT LET YOU GO!!!"
The chants kept on repeating, people were mad, people were enraged, and they had every right to do so.
I was in the front of it all, handing out some water bottles as I was chanting along with them since we've been out in the sun for hours on end, but then, I heard it.
"RUNN!! THEY'RE TAKING US!!!"
They were now arresting people.
Discarding the water bottles I had in hand, I sprinted towards the opposite direction of the protesters, because if we get caught, oh shit I cant even think about what my parents would say to me once they find out that I was a part of this.
Looking behind me I can see dozens of police officers arresting my fellow protesters. What are they even thinking? This is their country too, aren't they mad that those people whom they're protecting are using us to fund their lavish life styles while the rest of us are stuck here having to deal with constant flood and starvation? Hypocrites.
They're so stupid, and so stubborn and so god damn cruel right now, looking back I see them taking people with age, some even with disabilities, freaking anyone they can get their hands on, guess the boss promised them bonuses huh?
The paint I have in my face is now dripping off because of my sweat building up from all this heat and cardio, my backpack feeling heavier than ever, and my breath heavying as I realise that my stamina is getting lower and lower by the second.
"HEY YOU! GET BACK HERE!"
Taking a glance back, I saw a cop right behind me, him blowing at his whistle and looking directly at me. Ah shit. I dont have much energy right now! I've been here for hours and now they decide to arrest us?!
Without thinking twice, I hurriedly sat on a motorcycle on the side of the road with someone still on it.
"DRIVE!!!"
"What?!"
"DRIVE! FUCKING DRIVE!!!"
Looking behind me, and the chaos behind us, he spotted the police running towards our direction and took the hint.
Without any warning, the guy started the engine and quickly drove off in a flash, breaking what I guess is about a dozen traffic laws.
Because of how fast we were going I couldn't help but grab on tight on both sides of his motorcycle like my life dependent on it, "ARE YOU INSANE?!" I yelled, "YOU TOLD ME TO DRIVE!!!"
After a few twists and turns towards random alleys, and almost hitting someone on the sidewalk, we soon stopped a few miles away from all the trouble, making sure that no one was able to catch up to us.
Once we stopped I quickly got off while the adrenaline rush started to wear down. Catching my breath, with both hands on my knees, I looked towards the stranger I was with and only realised my stupidity and carelessness.
I got into a freaking bike with a stranger! What was I thinking! Was I even thinking?! Clearly not! I freaking hope that hes not some sort of old pervert, oh god what did I get myself into.
Behind his helmet I could see his shoulders moving up and down as if he held his breath during this whole fiasco. I mean, that was quite the rush, and also, I was the one who put him into this mess in the first place.
Feeling bad and trying to take some of the awkwardness out of the air I spoke, "So.. uhm, thanks for getting me out of trouble back there" I said in between breaths.
Getting out of the vehicle, he turned towards me quickly taking his helmet off.
Taking in his appearance, I could tell that he was not happy, like, at all. His long blonde hair was disheveled, deep dark eyes furrowed and looking towards me with furry. Well, at least he's not some old pervert right?
"Are you insane?! Do you go around hopping into peoples bikes often just because you feel like it?!"
Yeah, hes mad.
Putting my hand up in surrender I tried to explain myself. "Look, sir, whatever your name is, I'm sorry" his angry expression faltered a bit, "I wasn't thinking because I was trying to get away from the cops"
For a few moments we both just stared at each other not knowing what to say.
With a sigh, they closed his eyes and cursed under his breath, "Fuck, its fine", he said rubbing his eyes in frustration, "Not a big deal, I just had a long day", his body slumped a bit as he leaned towards his bike finally calming down.
Taking this opportunity, I took a water bottle out of my bag and handed it to him. He looked towards the water bottle then onto me as he took it, "Thanks."
"So uhm..." I started, "Thanks again, you know, for getting me out of there, so ill uhh.. ill get going now", I waved as I started to walk back from where we came from.
We were on a side of a small mountain with waves crashing beside us, and a long road stretching in front of me, and luckily I knew this place, having already driven by a couple of times.
"Wait..." I hear him sigh behind me, "I can't let a girl walk that distance."
"Oh no problem at all sir, I know this place, as well as the way back home" I said not looking back as I continued to walk.
After putting his helmet in a compartment in his bike, he drove towards me, "It's sunset, it's about to get dark, and you're a girl, it's dangerous" he stopped his bike beside me and gave me a look which I would guess was a look of genuine concern.
Reluctantly, I got on his bike again. I had no reason to say no, I mean I was the one who got us here in the first place, and his words did make sense, plus, if he wanted to take me some place else I could just jump off and sprint. I mean a bike isn't really an ideal vehicle for kidnapping.
"So..." He started as we drove back, thinking that things must've settled down by now, "You were protesting earlier?"
"Yeah" I laughed nervously, "Just needed to speak up you know" he hummed.
"What about you? I'm guessing you weren't in town to do the same thing?"
"No, no" he answered, "I had different things to deal with back there"
"Would it be alright to pry?" I asked
"I was actually there to try the new cafe that just opened up" he smiled, "But then I saw that it was closed due to the protest that was happening" he grumbled, "And I was looking forward for it too!!! I mean, im not saying that the protest was bad, but come on!!! Couldn't they have closed another day?! So unfair." He whined.
I couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm, a few minutes ago he was furious at me, but then again I cant blame him. I mean if a stranger got on my bike and told me to drive, I would've dropped them right then and there and drove off on my own, maybe even call them a freak.
"I'm Manjiro by the way, friends call me Mikey"
Manjiro? He's telling his name to a stranger?
"Oh.. uhm.." should I tell him who I am?
"Go on take your time~"
"Y/n"
Giving Mikey some directions, he dropped me off at a convenience store a few blocks away from my house.
"You sure your place is nearby?" He asked worriedly
"Yeah, don't worry about it, I need to pick up a few things here anyways" I smiled, "Thank you by the way, you know, for the ride, and uhm... Sorry again for the bother"
"No problem at all Y/n" he beamed, "I'm always happy to make a new friend"
As if on queue, I thought about something that served as a way to make up for his time that I felt like I wasted.
"Oh here" I said as I reached inside my bag, taking out a container and handing it to him, "Since you didn't have the chance to try that cafe you talked about earlier, I thought you could give these a try", opening the box, Mikey's eyes lit up once he saw what was inside. (Dorayaki and a few mochis) It was a snack I was planning on having earlier today.
"Wahhh!" He said in awe, "Thanks a bunch Y/n! This isn't poisoned is it?" He joked, closing it back up planning on having it once he got home.
"You'd have to try them to find out" I shot back smiling, "Bye Mikey, thank you again for earlier today"
"You're welcome, and thanks for the treat"
As I turned my back and started to head towards the convenience store, I heard his bike's motor turn on, and with a yell he said, "Don't forget me okay!!!"
Heading inside, I quickly slipped into the girls restroom and locked the door from the inside. There I quickly changed my clothes and washed off my paint stained face making sure that I was presentable enough not to raise any suspicion.
Before even entering the front door I could already hear all the yelling from the inside. Walking in I saw my dad pacing back and forth in our living room with broken porcelain scattered around him. Guess I just missed one of his tantrums.
"I told you to fix it Michel! I can't have people protesting in front of my office all day!"
Ah yes, did I mention that I was the daughter of our corrupt mayor?
"I want each and every one of those individuals arrested! The election is coming up and this is bad for my image!"
Ignoring his conversation with his secretary, I headed upstairs to my bedroom to be able to distance myself from him as much as possible. God why did dad win the custody battle instead of mom?
"Hey you young lady!" Said my dad as he looked at me already up the stairs, "Why did you come home so late again?"
"I was out with friends" I say bluntly.
"And is that a reasonable excuse?"
"Its 7:30."
"I don't give a shit, as long as you're in my house, you abide by my rules, do you understand?"
"Then why can't you let me live under my moms roof?"
"Are you high?!" He yelled out of frustration, "How the hell would that look for me huh? I'm already divorced! What the hell would it look like if my only daughter wasn't under my roof?"
"Oh give it up dad."
As he continued yelling, I decided to turn around and head towards my room. I hated this man so deep it might as well be tattooed into my bones.
I've been planning my escape from this household for months, but my dad has this tight grip on me that I just can't escape from.
I already rejected his last name, can't he take the hint? Him and my mom have been divorced ever since I was a kid, and even back then I wanted to go with her, but his pride wouldn't let that happen.
I can't really say what's going on on top of that twisted head of his, but I wanted out as soon as possible. Ever since my mom informed me that she was able to finally own her own house instead of renting one, I've been nothing but eager to leave.
-
The next morning when I headed downstairs for breakfast I was informed that my father was out early sorting some things out with the media, giving me some peace and space in this awfully large home.
Having that opportunity, I decided to check his office for anything I can use against him, but normally it was always locked. I've always known about my fathers endeavours, with how arrogant he is around me, it's not that hard to piece together.
And just my luck, I guess the stress and pressure of yesterdays events took a toll on him, his home office was unlocked, well the door knob was locked but it wasn't closed all the way through, giving me the opportunity to step inside.
Snooping around, and seeing that there were no cameras inside, I decided to look for things that I could use as evidence of his wrong doings, something so concrete that no one would be able to look past it or turn a blind eye.
After a while I noticed a safe tucked away behind his own portrait, man how egocentric can my father be, and would you take a look at that, it was unlocked as well.
Slowly, I took a look at all the paperwork that was inside the safe, ignoring the stacks and stacks of paper bills that were inside.
There, under all the fine print I found was solid proof that hes been smuggling the money that was supposed to be used for highway constructions, flood controls and many more, rotating the money towards made up projects and charities then splitting it with his allies with cash to avoid any trails of it.
Bingo.
I need to get this over to mom as soon as possible, and by "as soon as possible" I mean tonight.
I quickly made identical copies of the papers and decided on taking the original ones and leaving the copies making sure that I put them back exactly as I found the originals, as well as how I found everything in his office, but making sure I closed the safe so that it wouldn't raise any suspicion when he finds his study open.
After quickly packing my essentials, I headed out onto my moms place two towns over and didn't look back.
-
"This is brilliant Y/n" my mom said as she inspected what I brought. You see my moms a lawyer, and the only reason that she wasn't able to take me during the custody battle was because she didn't have her license yet, nor the resources compared to my father.
"Does this mean I can stay with you now?"
"Sweetheart, of course"
"And what about dad?" I asked nervously, "He knows that you're the only person I'd go to"
"Let me take care of him sweetheart" she smiled as she hugged me, "Knowing him, I'm betting his priorities aren't set on getting you back right now, but rather keeping his image up and the evidence destroyed"
"What I want you to worry about now is school okay, I'm glad you also brought your important documents over"
"Would I be switching here?"
"If that's what you want"
I breathed a sigh of relief.
Two months later
It wasn't really hard to start over at a new school for me, it's not that hard to talk to people.
Now that I think about it, it's nice to start over where people don't know about me, it feels refreshing.
It's already been three weeks since I started class and have successfully made a few friends during that time, Suki, Kira and Hinata.
Third POV
"Kenny im hungryyy" Mikey whined while walking down the hallway towards their class.
"We just had lunch Mikey." Draken, his best friend deadpanned.
It was already mid day when they decided to come to school, and to be honest they'd rather not, but Mikey's guessing that hes about to get an earful from Emma (his sister) if he didn't attend a single class for an entire month.
People were clearing out as they walked down the hallway and Mikey couldn't help but feel bored. I guess you can say that they have a reputation around here, some are completely for the wrong reasons but hey, they really couldn't care less.
As they were walking towards their classroom, Mikey caught a familiar figure on the corner of his eye. He stopped by the classroom door to get a really good look at her just to be sure hes not mistaking her for someone else
"Y/n?"
The people who were eating their lunch in their classroom fell silent, but then a pair of y/e/c met his. It took her a second to recognise him, squinting at his direction, but then her eyes went wide and she gave him a wide smile along with a wave "Mikey!!"
"Y/n!!!" A big smile spread across Mikey's face. He jogged over and took the chair from the table in front of her, "How've you been??? You didn't tell me this was your school!"
"Alright calm down Mikey" said Draken as he walked towards them, "Let her eat her lunch in peace"
"Oh its really no problem" Y/n smiled, "I've been good Mikey, I'm glad to see you here. I mean, I just transferred really"
"Thats great! I get to see you often nowadays"
Y/n? Transfer here? At his school? Thats amazing! To be honest he's been thinking about her a lot recently, I mean who else would have the guts to hop onto a strangers bike and yell at them to drive? Looking back now, that ride was one of the most exciting things Mikey did for a while now honestly, not because of the police though, he's used to running away from them, but because of how unexpected the whole situation was.
And her treats? That was the best dorayaki he think hes had!
When he got home that day of the protest, he didn't even bother changing before digging in while actively trying to avoid his sister so that he wouldn't have the need to share it with her.
Lets just say that he was at bliss right after.
"By the way this is Draken, and Draken, this is Y/n, the friend I mentioned I met a while back"
Y/n smiled and subtly waved at his tall friend.
"Well as much as it was nice meeting you Y/n, I'd have to excuse us, class is about to start"
"Whaaatttttt????" Mikey whined.
Draken then started to drag him away from the classroom of the y/h/c girl, but Mikey really didn't want to go yet. He wanted to continue his conversation with his friend. But alas, all he could do now was pout and sadly wave at Y/n goodbye.
Sitting at his desk, he glared at his too tall friend, "You didn't have to do that Kenny, we could've missed a few minutes of class" he sulked
"For us? I dont mind, but for your friend..." Said Draken as he turned towards him, "I dont think I'd be polite to keep her from listening in her class now is it?"
Kenny does have a point there, he wouldn't want to disrupt her, if he did, she might get annoyed and decide not to be his friend! Now where's the fun in that? And plus, he felt different back then when he was with her, a good difference though, in that small amount of time, she somehow got Mikey to take his mind off the dark thoughts up in his head that's been consuming him recently.
-
"What the hell was that?!" Suki shrilled as she jumped up behind Y/n, "You're friends with the 'Invincible Mikey'?!"
"Huh?..."
"Why didn't you tell uss???" Kira whined, "Are you guys a thing?"
"A thing? Wait no—"
"That was a first" butted Suki, "I mean, you barely see that guy come to school, but now talking to a girl?"
"Ok guys calm down" Y/n's voice was a little bit louder than she thought to be, "We're just friends alright? I met him back in my old town a few months ago and that's it"
Her friends gave each other a knowing look, something that made it seem like they know there's more to the story than you were letting on, but before they even have the chance to question you, your teacher walked in and told them to get back to their respective seats.
-
"So that was the girl you've been talking about?" Draken asked
"Who? Y/n?"
"Have you talked about any other girl?"
"Well— no" Mikey cheeked, "But yeah, I think you'll like her as well Draken, shes easy to talk to, oh and her dorayaki? Its amazing! Best I've ever had"
"Well im glad you final found her" Kenny sighed, "Im gettin real tired with how much you yap about her"
"Hey I dont talk about her that much"
"Seriously? Just a few days ago you convinced me and Baji to ride with you all the way to her home town, having some lame excuse of visiting the Haitani brothers, which we know is complete bullishit"
-
As the class was ending, your teacher was giving the class your math assignments for the week when you spotted a giddy blonde boy just outside of your classroom doors.
When you meet his happy eyes, which seems to have a glint in them, you see him give you a huge wave with both of his hands, as if signaling you to come on out.
As a response, you held up one hand smiling and mouthing the words "wait" while packing your backpack with your other hand.
Noticing the commotion, your teacher looked towards the classroom doors with annoyance until he spotted who was outside his classroom.
"Alright who's disrupting my cla— oh Mikey" he gulped, "Alright class, I wouldn't want to take any more of your time, class dismissed"
And with that, without even noticing anything unusual, you were the first and only person to get from your seat and head towards the door.
"Hey Mikey" you greeted, "Why are you here?"
Taking your binders off your hands and onto his, Mikey started walking down the hallway and instinctively you followed.
"Waiting for you, pretty"
When the both of you were out of sight, only then did your classmates have the courage to start packing up their belongings and heading out of the class as well.
"Huh? Why wait for me?" You asked
"Well, I wanted to take you home you know" he answered with a smile, "Plus, I want to ride with you again! I can take you home with my bike, I feel like it's so boring having to take the bus all the way from your home. I mean your two towns over! Isn't that too much of a drive? The city's a long way from here anyways, it's like an hour away with my bike" he started rambling again.
"Oh nononono Mikey" you quickly interrupted, "I moved homes here as well, I'm like 10 minutes away from school, it's no problem really"
"Really?" Mikey smiled even wider, "Well if that's the case maybe I can take you around to see the city, ohhhh I can take you to see the best places to eat here! Just a few blocks here is the best place to have omurice"
"That sounds amazing!" You quickly matched his enthusiasm, "But I can't right now though " as quick as your excitement, you remembered about the pending assignments you need to finish, "I have a few assignments in English and Math I need to do today, but maybe tomorrow?"
"Homework?" Mikey's face scrunched up all confused, "Oh just don't do it, I'm sure the teachers won't mind, I think?"
"Of course they would, silly" you laughed at that idea. Not doing your homework? You'd die if your mother found that out.
Reaching the front of the school, you noticed two motorcycles parked in front.
"Here we are" said Mikey walking up to one, "Hey Y/n, want to stop by for a sweet treat before going home? Im staaarrrvinggg" he exaggerated.
"A sweet treat?" As if remembering something, you took off your bag and started to look for something, "If you're looking for a sweet treat, here!" You beamed, taking out a container from your bag completely forgetting about it earlier.
"Whats that?" Mikey asked taking it from you and opening it quickly, "WHOAAA"
Inside was a few treats you prepared earlier which you intended to share with your friends but completely forgot them due to the earlier events that happened. There were enough treats in there fully intending to feed four people, yourself included. (dorayaki, mochi, brownies and chocolate truffles) which made Mikey's mouth water just by looking at them.
"Did you make these?" He questioned, stars in his eyes and drool from his lips.
"Of course!" You smiled, "Did you like the first ones? I made those as well"
Like a toddler, he started jumping up and down around you, bombarding you with questions and thank yous.
"Do you really need to do your homework?"
"You can just do those another time"
"You're really so awesome!"
"Thank you thank you"
"Wanna see how fast I can ride my bike? I can take you with me"
"Ok ok calm down Mikey" you giggled, how can someone have that much energy inside them, "I really need to finish these assignments before even thinking about doing anything else, but im pretty sure I can finish these by tomorrow, we can hang out afterwards"
"PROMISEE???" he shouted, how much sugar has he had today?
"Yes Mikey, I promise"
-
After dropping you off on your front porch (he begged to give you a ride home as a thank you), he headed towards his brothers bike shop where the rest of friends were along with his brother.
"Hes skipping..." Kazutora whispered to Baji, "I can see that..." He answered
"Whats got you so happy?" Shinichiro asked his brother, wiping his hands after working on his bike
"His girlfriend" Draken answered bluntly
"She's not my girlfriend!" Mikey quickly denied, "Just a friend I met a while back"
"Wait" countered Baji, "Is that the chick you keep on talking about? What was her name? Y/...."
"Its Y/n." Mikey grunted, "And no, I dont keep on 'talking about her', where did you guys pick that shit up?"
They all gave each other a knowing look.
"Whatcha got there?" His brother pointed at the container he was holding
"Nope!" Mikey exclaimed, hiding it behind his back, "No way! this is mine!"
"Dont be selfish now" Shinichiro grinned
-
After a bunch of running around and convincing, Mikey reluctantly shared his sweets along with his friends while having first dibs on one dorayaki.
"I'll give it to ya" said Draken, licking his fingers with chocolate, "These are delicious, got them from your girlfriend?"
"She's not my girlfriend!!!" Mikey whined, mouth full of the pastry.
"Right~" They all said in unison
"Dont hoard the mochi Baji! Give me a bite!" Yelled Kazutora as Baji decided to put the entire thing inside his mouth in one go.
For the next couple of weeks, you and Mikey have been hanging out more often than you realise, friendship growing closer by each day.
You'll always find him outside of your room after class happily waiting for you to finish your last subject before dragging you out somewhere to hangout, though most of the time he'd rather wait for you outside because he couldn't be bothered with attending any of his classes.
Still, this was a huge change for Mikey, so much so that even the principal took notice of the sudden change.
Your friends of course, always questioned you if you two were actually a 'thing', but you denied every allegation they had insisting that you two were nothing but good friends. (They still dont buy it)
But who can blame them for those rumours? Mikey's never been close to any girls before, never even seen with one considering his reputation and everything, but truth be told? You couldn't care less.
You've heard about it, you weren't exactly an idiot to not notice the way people seemed to be terrified of him. As the gossip spread around (as well as your friends actually telling you about Toman), you couldn't say that you were afraid of being associated with Mikey.
You've already met some of his friends, such as Draken, Baji, Kazutora, Mitsuya, Takemitchi and a few others, as well as his brother and sister when you and Mikey took a quick stop at his bike shop.
You could tell that they were all good people (they bombarded you with requests after trying your pastries).
They welcomed you warmly with smiles and polite introductions. Sure they were rowdy, but you already expected that much from them, they were in a gang after all.
But contrary to popular beliefs, they had more respect for women than most of the guys you knew.
You could tell with how careful they were when you, Emma and Hinata were around, and it was honestly the most genuine friendship you've ever seen.
Things seem to be going great for you over here compared to how things were with your father. You're really happy that you finally got the courage to escape, to run, and now you're content that you finally have a life that no longer included him.
-
"Sir, are you sure?" A raspy male voice asked through the phone.
"Yes I'm sure" Y/n's father angrily answered through the phone, "Find her and her mother and make sure they can't use the information they stole from me! Use any force necessary."
"But sir, that's your daughter—"
"I DONT GIVE A SHIT!" He yelled, "That ungrateful little brat has been conspiring against me for as long as I can remember, if the media didn't pick up that I had her in the first place, I would've left her to rot with her mother from the beginning."
"But sir, what would your image look like when your ex wife and child are found dead knowing that you and her mother had a terrible dispute back then?"
"I can handle that" he mused, "A few shed tears, a few words said and people would be eating that shit up for days. If anything it might even help me gain sympathy for the upcoming elections. So do as you must, stage an accident, hide their bodies, I really don't care, just find me the evidence they took and make sure that there are no witnesses, do you understand?"
"...yes sir."
"Good."
⋆𐙚 in between 𖥻 percy jackson
pairing: percy jackson x fem!reader
.ೃ࿔ I just can't come in between them, they got their own thing or 6 times people thought they were dating + the 1 time it was actually true.
"So, you're dating?" the new camper looks between her and Percy after they gave him the tour around camp.
Ah, the long awaited question.
And the answer never changes. "No, we're friends, why?"
Once again, the camper looks between her and Percy, who's standing just behind her with his arms wrapped around her shoulders, her head comfortably resting back on his chest. "Oh, nothing, I just thought—"
Yes. Everyone just thought. Everyone just thought they were together, and everyone was always shocked when it turned out they were merely friends.
Percy and her couldn't understand it at all, because it was totally normal for friends to act the way they acted with each other. Right?
so basically I made this cringe kny x reader a few years ago when I was younger, so I’m gonna be drawing some scenes from each chapter. (nezuko is genderbent in the story bc yes)
y/n is kinda like Inosuke, clueless and sht
let me know if y’all want context
ah sht I forgot to color the ends of nezuko’s hair ☹️
In the Woods (Somewhere) - Mothman!Gojo
Ghost stories around the city whisper about a creature in the forest. They describe it as a moth like monster that only brings misfortune and death.
But what will you do as you learn these silly ghost stories are true flesh and bone… and now haunting you?
pairing: satoru gojo x f!reader
wc: 12.9k
warnings & tags: 18+ only MDNI, monster x human relationship, loose interpretation of the mothman legends and stories, death mentions, protectiveness & obsession that can be read as slight yandere like, lot of bug discussion, monster transformation with a touch of body horror, wound licking, blood & tear consumption, magical healing, car accident, allusion to f!oral receiving, kidnapping, character deaths (this ends happy I promise) feral and lovesick Gojo, if there is anything I missed please let me know!
a/n: this is my first submission to @willowser Haunted House Collab and I’m so honored to be part of this! Thank you for putting this together dear Willow! The title is from the lovely Hozier song. Also a big thanks to @skeletoncowboys for letting me scream about this monster & to @stellamancer for always being my dearest comrade in Gojo hell, enjoy and thanks for reading! Stay spooky!
I love this fr
I fr want to cut everyone off but idk how
Y/N: *Crying as everything around them is on fire*
Mikey: *Embraces Y/N* Baby, I knew you and I will die together someday.
Mikey: *Points at the farthest corner* Sanzu, you die over there.
hiiii meeya i’m ready to place my order!! could i please have haikyuu (sugawara) and… enemies to lovers? and i was thinking something along the lines of a canon-compliant written piece where reader is either a player on the women’s team or a manager of a rival school, but honestly i don’t mind if you want to change anything! thank you soso much 🫶 this place is beautiful 😍
RIDICULOUS; sugawara koushi. burger—haikyuu. drink—enemies to lovers.
contents word count ; 1380. reader is on crutches. ooc! sugawara. profanity. oh also reader is on the vball team. arguing. confessions.
authors notes this is so dramatic for nooo reason 😭 hope u like this may!
this blows.
usually, you’re vocabulary is a little more mature, but this—standing on the sidelines while your teammates lose to a team they could be winning against—it blows.
and your ankle injury? it blows. the fact that you’re out for the rest of the season, the fact that you know your teammates are blaming you for their losses, the fact that this is your last season and you can’t even finish it—yeah, it fucking blows.
and to top it all off, sugawara’s staring at you from the other side of the gym. he’s sitting with the rest of his team, who are all chatting about something, but his eyes are locked on you. he’s leaning forward, elbows on his knees, hands interlocked, glaring.
you know he’s judging you. you can feel it radiating off of him. even when you resist the urge to stare back at him, you know he’s got his eyes on you.
and the thing is, you don’t know why. since first year, sugawara has had some sort of issue with you. it started in a photography class, when he outwardly refused to be your partner for the semester. and then you noticed that he was avoiding you in the halls. and when the girls and boys volleyball team had their shared team dinner, he didn’t even go near the homemade noodles you brought.
it’s embarrassing, mostly. sugawara is the nicest guy in school—except, apparently, when it comes to you. he’s nice to all of your friends, and when you show up to the conversation, he leaves. immediately.
you’ve tried to be nice. even when people snickered at you in that stupid photography class, you had just laughed it off, saying you’d work by yourself. that semester had been gruelling—even as a first year. and at that team dinner, when you complimented him on his dish and he’d outright ignored you, you’d brushed it off with a small sigh.
for the nth time tonight, you look back up at him. his posture shifts a little bit as you meet his gaze, but he doesn’t look away. you tilt your head to the side, as if asking “what.”
he does the same, but his eyes narrow. a challenge. you scoff and roll your eyes, focusing back on the court. and then, you make a decision.
you’re going to talk to him after the game, ask him what the hell his problem is.
—
the game is over quicker than you thought it would be. seijoh wins and you pretend not to notice the way they sneer at you and your teammates, throwing a cruel laugh at you every so often. you’re so wound up, you almost go after one of them—their libero. feisty little thing. she sticks her tongue out at you as she walks by, like she’s a child.
you walk behind the others on your way back to the locker room, head down. your careful not to trip over your crutches, or get in the way of anybody, but somebody walks by you and their scent hits your nose and you fumble.
your crutches skid to the other side of the hallway and you fall to the ground with a oomf. you sit there for a moment, contemplating even getting back up. and then a pair of shoes appears in front of you, followed by the same scent from before.
”that looked like it hurt.”
the voice hits your ears and you want to throw up. sugawara. you look up and he’s staring down at you, holding your crutches in one hand. “yep,” you say, strained. you help yourself up, putting the weight on your none-injured foot. “can i have my crutches back now? thanks.”
he hands them back with an almost inaudible scoff. he starts to walk away, but then you remember. “wait,” you call out, maneuvering until you’re turned to face him again. “can we talk, actually? i have something i need to discuss.”
he stops and he states before turning around. there’s a look on his face that you don’t recognize. impatience, maybe? he raises his brows expectantly and it only pisses you off further.
”okay, dude, what is your problem with me?” you can’t help the bite in your tone. “like, since first year, you’ve had this unspoken issue with me. and i tried to be nice, don’t get me wrong. but you just absolutely refuse to reciprocate. so, please, just tell me what i did wrong so i can apologize and we can stop this feud we’ve had for three fucking years.”
the outburst surprises him, and it even surprises you a little bit. his mouth opens and closes, like he can’t decide what to say. finally, he squares his jaw and shakes his head. “i have no idea what you’re talking about.”
your jaw drops. he starts to turn, and your first instinct is to drop your crutches and hobble over to him before he can walk away. you grab his arm and spin him around. “don’t play stupid, sugawara. today, when you were sitting on the bleachers, you were glaring at me. like- like i’d killed your puppy or something! and first year, in that stupid photography class, you stood up in front of the whole class and told the teacher you didn’t want to be my partner.” you pause, chest heaving. “do you know how embarrassing that was? how much i got teased for it? you’re nice to everyone you meet—except for me. don’t pretend you don’t hate me now that i’ve confronted you about it.”
for a long, stretched out moment, he’s quiet, staring into your eyes like he’s searching for something.
”well?” you prompt, brows furrowing in frustration.
“i don’t hate you,” he says quietly. his eyes dart away from yours and suddenly he’s embarrassed. “i don’t hate you, i-“ he cuts himself off, rolling his eyes. “whatever, this is ridiculous. i don’t hate you, okay? there, feud over.”
”don’t give me that bullshit, sugawara.”
”what do you want from me? do you want me to apologize? do you want me to drop to my knees and beg for forgiveness?” he rips his arm out of your grasp and his gaze hardens. “you piss me off. that’s the story. that’s why i have beef with you. first year, when we got sat next to each other, you pissed me off. when the teacher said we were partners, i knew you’d distract me and piss me off. is that better? there is no specific reason, you just make me mad.”
you blink. once. twice. three times. “are you fucking kidding me? what, it’s just my presence? the way i smile? the way i make small talk?” you scoff and cross your arms. “you’re fucking ridiculous.”
”yes,” he huffs out. your brows furrow again, this time in confusion. “it’s the way you smile, it’s the way you make small talk, it’s the way you carry yourself, it’s the way you’re too nice to people even though they don’t deserve it.” he takes a step forward, closing the distance between the two of you. “i hate it. every time i see you, i get this pit in my stomach. i avoid you in the hallway because every time i see you, i get the urge to talk to you. to tell you to stop smiling at people. to tell you to pull down your skirt because other guys are looking. you think this is ridiculous? i’ve had a thing for you since the first time i saw you and the only way i can deal with it is by being a massive dickhead to you.”
again, all you can do is blink at him. what is this, a rom-com? he can’t just confess in the middle of an argument like that—also, how did he know angry confessions are your favorite trope?
”what the hell are you talking about”
he sighs, heavy and long. “nevermind.” he shakes his head, then steps around you to pick up your crutches once again. he hands them to you silently, then continues past you, towards the exit.
he leaves you standing there in the middle of the hallway, face scrunched up, jaw dropped, a million thoughts running through your mind.
what the hell just happened?
you two just had a harsh divorce (you didn't cuddle with him) because you abandoned him (you left for work) he will take the kids (your dog and cat) and now he's cold and lonely (he's warped in your blanket eating ice cream while sobbing) with the rain going down to smooth his pain (he was playing Lonely by Akon) and swore to never forgive you (he jumped on you suffocating you into his arms as soon as you entered the house) and he'll live in pain forever (you gave him a kiss and he forgot all about it)
bachira, ness, reo, nagi, rin, gojo, itadori, inumaki, choso, hinata, oikawa, chifuyu,
Happy Ever After
Sum: After you got horribly injured on a mission with a loose special grade curse, Geto reaches his breaking point
Tw: Fluff¿ idk (part 1 would be angst)
Part 1 Part 2
Nanako and Mimiko are now standing on both sides of him.
"Is that Y/n, Geto-sama?" Mimiko asked timidly, "The one you keep on telling us about?"
"Why yes my dear" he answered with a smile, "Beautiful isn't she?"
The three of them were watching you from the edge of your wall like windows from your newly opened cafe. The place was extremely packed since it was only recently opened, and people claimed that your cafe had a 'home-like-vibe' to it.
Ever since Suguru's departure, you couldn't bare it in jujutsu high.
You tried, really really tried to keep fighting, for your friends and for yourself, but you failed.
Unlike Satoru, you couldn't keep on that track without Suguru, and even though you wanted to be there for Gojo, you couldn't be in that place any longer. Not when everything reminded you of him.
You decided to leave.
With the savings you had, you decided to live a normal life, a life in which you once planned with Suguru; but instead of living on a peaceful and quiet province, you knew that you still needed to save some more to be able to live comfortably there someday, still holding on to some hope that he'd come back to you.
You decided to, instead, build a small business and build a cafe in the streets of Japan, as well as renting out an apartment above it.
There, you've slowly built a life for yourself, not forgetting about your friends of course.
You gave Satoru a spare key for your apartment, telling him that hes welcomed anytime, and that your home is also his.
You knew Satoru took a bigger hit than you at Sugurus departure, he is his best friend after all; though maybe 'brother' is a better fit.
You might not know Satoru as much as Geto does, but you do come fairly close, knowing how much pressure hes in with having the title of the 'strongest', and no one really checking up on him thinking that he must always be ok.
Now you took it upon yourself to be there for him, to know that even with his brother leaving, as well as Nanami, his lover, that you were still there, and Satoru took that greatfuly, claiming that you were his sister in-law, and the both of you were family.
"One day" Suguru spoke, "One day the four of us would leave this wreched place, live a life as a family, happy and peaceful, once we finish our plan, and I make this world safer for my three girls"
He held the girls hands tighter, eyes never leaving your form as you smiled at the monkeys you were serving.
"The four of us?" Nanako asked, "Does that mean she'd be our mom one day?" Eyes shining brightly, matching the smile growing on her lips.
"Do you think she'd even accept us?" Asked Mimiko
"Of course she'll accept you" Geto answered, "Shes the most kind hearted person I know, and on top of that, I know she'll love you both"
Geto knelt infront of the two girls reaching their height as he patted their heads. He handed them some money telling them to buy what ever they wish on your cafe for them to be able to talk to you, making them promise to not mention that they know him.
Since the lunch rush was finally dying down, you were able to accommodate them soon enough.
Two little girls came up to you requesting the most sugary pastry you sold as well as two mugs of hot chocolate.
Amused by the two, you three fell into easy conversation.
You couldn't stop smiling at the girls as they spoke to you with such adoration and passion, asking you so many things about yourself and them telling you stories and things about them aswell.
You didn't know why, but after a long day, the two girls sitting on the counter infront of you telling you how they lost their first tooth as you wiped down the counter, lifted a bit of weight off your shoulders.
The sight itself melted Getos heart, seeing how you've already connected with Nanako and Mimiko after meeting them for the first time.
He couldn't wait to be able to give the three of you in his arms, happy and complete.
So sorry abt this, this was EXTREMELY rushed, (wrote it in lile 10 mins maybe)
Happy Ever After
Sum: After you got horribly injured on a mission with a loose special grade curse, Geto reaches his breaking point
Tw: Angst
(idk if I should make a part 2 with the happy ending)
He was doing so well. Everything was starting to turn back to what it was back then; that was before the incident.
After the whole vessel thing, Geto wasn't the same as he was before; and not long after that incident with Toji, Haibaras life was taken from a mission him and Nanami went on. Depression was clawing its way inside of him, slowly destroying his faith in humanity day after day.
Thankfully though, you were there for him trying to be bright enough to guide him out of the darkness that was slowly consuming his mind.
You were his anchor, the only thing left that he was holding onto, hoping to pull him up and out of the darkness of the abyss that he'd fallen into.
"Its alright, its alright" you hushed, "I'm right here, just breath.."
He had another nightmare, another one where it wasn't only Haibara and Riko who passed, but everyone he holds dear to his heart. The image of a bloodied Gojo, Shoko, Nanami and Yaga was all running through his mind, though the worst part of it— was you.
A few moments before opening his eyes, his incubus was already right infront of him. Your eyes were lifeless as he stared through them, body covered in a sticky mess of your own blood, your skin slowly getting paler and paler as you lost more of it.
"I lost you" he whispered with a shaky breath, "Y— you were...."
His eyes were blood red from crying in his sleep, breathing heavy and body shaking.
"Im right here Suguru" you whispered trying to calm him as you cradled the broken man, "I'm right here next to you"
Feeling your warmth, he calmed. He closed his eyes and held you tighter, almost suffocating, but you didnt seem to care, knowing that he needed to know that you don't plan on going anywhere any time soon.
Months after that, everything was shattered. Every progress, every effort, as well as every last bit of hope he had left in humanity slipped right through him.
For as long as it took for him to progress, you were there. You were picking up the broken pieces and putting them all together one by one; it didn't matter if it cut you one too many times, you still stayed, and you still kept on going, not giving up on the man you truly loved, and he couldn't be more thankful.
He cherishes the moments he had with you, he held onto them and considered them as treasure more valuable than any amount of gold or gems, he couldn't think of any other reality where he hadn't met you, he didn't even want to think of that.
Instead, you both have already pictured your life together. On a small but comfortable home in the province where there were only minimal curses, barely even any, raising a child or two, and having a peaceful and normal life away from the jujutsu world when the time was right.
You both even convinced yourselves that you would be able to drag Shoko and Satoru along with you, considering that Shoko could easily work as a doctor with her technique, and well, Geto was sure that he'd be able to bribe Satoru with a few sweets and praises.
Geto said that maybe he could work as a detective someday since it seemed pretty interesting to him, and honestly, imagining that, you couldn't think of anything else to better fit him.
But since you both were still so young, and still lacked a bit of financial support, you promised eachother to keep on going with your position of employment until the time was right, and Geto had no problem in waiting since he knew he already found the right person.
When Shoko was suddenly called when the both of them had the day to themselves, something felt off with Geto. He had this deep feeling in his stomach that something was wrong, and he couldn't shake the fact that, that something could have involved you.
It was unusual since Shoko has Satoru's number muted except for the one for actual life or death emergencies which, surprisingly Gojo only uses for actual emergencies knowing the stakes in the jujutsu world, and Nanami only ever texts, preferring it to a call though barely even does so, so Yaga was the first one that came to mind when he saw Shoko answering the call with furrowed brows.
He knew you were about to come back from a mission today. He thought that it was something that he shouldn't have worried about since you've already requested Yaga to only put you through low grade curses, something you could handle with a blink of an eye to be able to ease Geto since he wasn't fully healed yet mentally.
He was the one who asked Shoko to accompany him to buy a gift for you; when asked what was the occasion by his short haired friend, he simply said that he didn't need a reason to treat you nothing less of a queen.
Upon paying for a bouquet of jasmines and tulips, as well as some spicy noodles you oh so loved, Shoko received the call.
With one look from Shoko, he knew.
He had never ran so fast in his life with one hand pulling his friend out the door of the shop. Geto quickly conjured up a curse to be able to get to the school as fast as possible.
When he entered the building where injured sorceres were usually brought to, he finally saw you; and when he did, he felt his worst nightmare come to a horrid reality.
Your uniform was much darker color, seeing that it was covered in your blood, eyes closed, and face scratched and bruised everywhere.
He hadn't even realised that he started screaming, calling for you. He didn't realise that Gojo already appeared behind him, and was told to pull him out of the room by Yaga for Shoko to be able to help you.
His ears started ringing, not understanding that Yaga was explaining to him how a special grade curse suddenly appeared there. He didn't care.
That was his breaking point.
Now he stood a few feet away from your crying and shaking form, you were on your knees, quietly begging for him to comeback to you knowing that he was still able to hear your words, the moon illuminating his form slowly walking away.
He informed you that he was leaving for good with a letter, which caused you to run to him before it was too late, without you knowing that it already was.
There was no point in begging anymore. It all fell out of his ears anyway, because in his mind, hes making this world safer for you, hes trying to secure the future you planned together, he was trying to protect you.
"One day my love" he said while walking away, "When we rid of these horrid monkeys, I'll come back to you, and we shall live the life we always dreamt about"
"You and I shall soon have our 'happy ever after'"
Art by hvoika076
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sugawara would be so ANNOYING. you could have the prettiest, sexiest lingerie and never be able to use them cause suga keeps pouncing on you when you're wearing a big t-shirt and house shorts 😭
you're feeling certified Unsexy™ while scrolling through tiktok on the couch and stuffing your face with chips. and here comes suga sneaking up behind you to massage your shoulders.
"hey, baby" he coos in That voice that he only uses when he's in the mood.
"really? now?" you ask, gesturing towards how messy you look at this very moment — the dorito dust coating your mouth, your leg hair that hasn't been shaved in weeks, and the rat's nest that is your hair.
but suga doesn't really care cause either way you'll look gorgeous to him when he bends you over the couch and fucks you stupid on his fat cock.
"that's my pretty girl," he says in between thrusts. "you look good to me in anything, baby."
My type of guy.
hey, im new to tumblr and i didn't that there was a request section on a persons profile so i commented a request, sorry about that lol. but maybe aidan gallagher x reader where they have anxiety and really dont like loud rooms/too many people and one day the two are on a date and she asks to go outside bc its to loud and they go outside where she starts crying and apologizing for always being so antisocial? really just fluff and socially anxious reader? you dont have to if you dont want to, thanks! :)
A/N:Thanks for the req, sorry if I cant meet your expectations, I'm pretty busy lately but hope you enjoy. Also welcome to tumblr 🥳
Everything was supposed to be perfect.
Aidan asked you out on a date on the new restaurant that just opened up a few weeks ago; Apparently its already getting hundreds of amazing reviews by the second, so he decided to get a table reserved there for the both of you to celebrate your 3rd year anniversary.
You've picked out the perfect dress, the perfect shoes, and you woke up with glowing skin which just added the cheery on top.
Though the only problem was, you didn't think there'd be this much people here.
You felt like everyone was staring at you, that everyone was judging you, but in reality they were all just minding their own business.
You were punching yourself because you were feeling it all over again, the sweatiness, the shaking, the heavy breathing. You felt spiralled.
“Hey..” Aidan asked calmly, “Are you feeling ok love?”
“Yeah—” you said in a hush tone.
Before he could even say another word you felt the room and everyone's eyes closing in on you.
“Sorry” you whispered before rushing out
Aidan spared no second thought and rushed out to catch you. When he exited the restaurant, he saw you walking away quickly while holding your arms shakily as you cried, he caught up to you fairly fast.
“Y/n” he yelled, loud enough for you to hear but not so loud that he'd get the attention of others.
You faced him, lips shaking, your cheeks soaked with tears, and your mascara smudged.
He gently held your arms as his eyes was filled with worry.
“What happened?” he asked,
“Im sorry—” you said as tears were starting to brim your eyes once more, “Im so sorry, I'm so sorry....” you continued as he hugged you.
“It was all supposed to be perfect” you held him tighter, gripping his waist to hold him closer.
“Its not tour fault sweetheart ” he hushed, lightly pulling away from your hug to wipe your stained cheeks, “Your anxiety just got the best of you, but its not your fault, I should've booked a restaurant that had kore privacy ” he sighed.
“No Aidan” you responded, “You were so thoughtful for what you did, its just that I wish I didn't have this mental stuff” you sniffed, “It keeps ruining things”
“Dont blame yourself” he quickly responded in a serious yet calm manner, “Never blame yourself, you hear me?”
You nodded as he kissed your forehead and walked you to your car.
The same night, you went back home to your shared apartment.
While Aidan was dressing out of his suit, you thought that you could atleast make it up to him by having a dinner date at home, so while he was in the shower, you decided to bake his favourite meal and dessert.
He always showered for atleast an hour so that gave you enough time to finish mid way through so he couldn't just ask you to stop and go to bed with him.
When he went downstairs, he was greeted with a stench that made his stomach grumble.
“Whats all this?” he smiled as he walked to hug you from behind.
“Dinner" you responded sweetly, “Im going to make it up to you you know” you said declaratively.
“You dont need to make up for anything sweetheart” he kissed your cheek, “Having you is all that I need”
“So you want me to stop cooking?”
“Now I didn't say that” he laughed,
“Your so cheesy Mr.Gallagher” you joked,
“Only for you Mrs.Gallagher”
“Were not married love”
"Not yet"
Taking requests because I have nothing else better to do
Someone give me some sort of motivation because I've played the ending of Wrong Memories so many times in my head but I have no energy to write it 😃