YN: DICK!
Dick Grayson: What do you want?!
YN: I JUST TOLD YOU!
A/N: Part two cuz apparently you can only put so many damn pics in one post🙄 Enjoy! (Side note: Suna’s was just Kuroo’s reject, but I didn’t wanna exclude him from the group😤 nobody frickin’ told me the dude only had like a minute of screen time tho?!)
Kuroo, Aone, Tendou
Imma just keep this here bc ughhh. It’s so good and happy, I love it!🥰 People deserve to wake up to this song.
*GIFs not mine*
BNHA Version
A/N: Good Lordy I went off on Yamaguchi’s… Goddamn. Anyways, I know I haven’t been active like at all lately, but I have nothing new to tell you. Life has just been… hectic lately. Nothing new. Anyways, let’s just call this a seriously late celebration for 800 followers! Seriously, thank you all so much, and I hope you enjoy these headcanons as a show of gratitude!
Word count: 1423
Iwaizumi Hajime:
The “Hero-Villain but you’re a couple in real life” trope.
You both met and got together while filming the show.
Iwa’s the hero, you’re the villain
The fans of the show totally shipped you two from the first episode, but y’all were really new and awkward around each other at that point in time.
Then you both saw all the ship names and edits and were like damn we look hot together “Eh, let’s give it a shot.”
Cut to y’all falling in love and accidentally giving each other lovey-dovey eyes during filming (the directors have to reshoot the scenes because “You’re supposed to hate each other, come on guys!!”)
Yes, yes, there is a scene where you have to fight each other.
You legitimately punch Iwaizumi smack dab in the face on accident and freak the fuck out.
“OH FUCK, HAJIME ARE YOU ALIVE?!”
Yeah, it hurt like a bitch, but he sees how concerned you are and does that tough guy thing where he pretends like it was nothing.
“Nah, I’m fine.” When the fuck did you get so strong?!
You know he’s lying, so you capture his face in your palms and kiss his cheek tenderly.
“Does it feel better now?”
Oh helllll yeah. “Mmm, not really. Try again.”
*smooch*
“It still kinda hurts. Another.”
*smooch*
“Better. One more.”
Just as you lean in to give him one last peck, he grabs your chin and turns you to face him head on before capturing your lips in a deep kiss.
You’re both lost in the feeling of each other and Iwaizumi can barely feel the pain on his face anymore (but he’s totally gonna use this little incident against you from now on).
“Hey guys, we’re still shooting a scene you know.”
It’s delayed because both your lips are puffy and you both look blissed out.
Long story short, after plenty of messages, letters, and tweets from fans, the show makes your character turn good so y’all can become a couple in the show as well. (hehe, crowd-pleasers. Ya gotta love ‘em.)
That blooper went viral btw.
Kuroo Tetsurou:
The “best friends on and off the stage” trope.
First of all, the fucking inside jokes you two have.
Yeah yeah, the fans shipped you and all that crap, but you two were just friends.
Pfft, yeah right.
Neither of you are the main character, but your wild actions and sarcastic comments on screen just made the audiences fall in love.
The chemistry between you two and the easy flow of conversation made people believe in true, destined love.
All the haughty taughty fans are like “Yeah they’re totally great together but nobody should pressure them into dating otherwise it’ll ruin their relationship uwu!!🥺🥺💔💔” (then these fuckers turn around and write fanfiction like it’s nobody’s business.)
You were legit friends, but the way people viewed you was beginning to make things awkward.
“Haha, here’s another tweet about how we should be together.” Kuroo’s nervously laughing while watching your facial expression for the tiniest sign that you liked it as much as he did while looking at his phone.
“Damn, that’s funny.” You laugh is just as artificially forced and Kuroo observes your face with wide, amazed eyes like Oop, there it is.
I mean, what did you expect? You two have been friends for years, of course he can read you like a book. A book he never wants to put down. Ever.
“Wouldn’t it be funny if the writers took this seriously and actually made us a coup-”
He interrupts your anxious rambling with a kiss.
It’s just a quick peck, and you gasp in surprise after it happens. Then you smile softly and pull him back in for more.
Not even a month later, it’s official. You two were caught making out in a toilet paper fort at Walmart by fans. (I honestly don’t know ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)
ANYWAYS, after you two are outed and shizz, you don’t even care to hide your love, just being connected to each other by the hip everywhere y’all go when you’re not shooting.
I know what you’re thinking, and you’re absolutely right. Kuroo does interrupt your scenes by sprinting in like a maniac on the loose and slapping a kiss smack dab on your lips while the cameras are still rolling.
(It drives the directors up the walls, but the fans love it.)
Yamaguchi Tadashi (this one is umm... a lil 🥵, and long):
The “couple on the show but awkwardly have a crush on each other in real life” trope.
Even though your relationship is a little rocky in real life, this just makes your capability for passion on the screen even larger.
You both make up for the uncomfortableness behind the cameras when they’re rolling.
Firstly, there’s a script, so neither of you are forced to think on your feet.
Secondly, you’re both experienced actors. But that doesn’t mean you’re great people-people in real life.
Your characters started as two teens falling in love in high school, then moving on to college together.
This required a lot of chemistry between the two of you, but it was hard to have it both on and off the set, so you settled for doing your jobs best.
Of course, when the fans found out you two were all blushy and shy around each other in real life, they went berserk.
It was all like: *posts a picture of you and Yamaguchi blushing* “Look at these two fucking cinnamon rolls🥺 They’re so cute together in (the show), but look how shy these nerds are together in real life. How???”
Yeah, so umm, y’all were feelin’ the pressure.
Then came the scene.
Of course, you two had kiss scenes before. With a storyline that deep, of course that was gonna happen.
But the writers really whammied you two with this one.
It was a dirty scene 👀
Of course the directors were gonna do that thing where they had architecture and other shit cover up the no-no squares, but still!
You kept telling yourself you were a professional and that you could do this no biggie. But umm…
Jesus FUCK!
Who’d’ve thought Yamaguchi would be that fucking bUiLt.
You distantly remember him saying something about playing volleyball, but GodDAMN
So yeah, y’all get it on.
First he kisses you, as instructed.
Then he lays you down on the bed gently, as instructed.
Then he unclips your bra, as instructed.
Then his pupils flare,...
Rebellion Located.
His hands crawl up your sides as he begins to nibble on your lip.
Your hands tangle into his olive-colored tufts, tugging and pulling as he grunts into your mouth.
His long fingers run over your skin in all the right places, and you want more.
“More, Tadashi.”
“CUT!”
The director hops out of his chair and calls for a break. Other workers begin to bumble around the set, adjusting lighting for the next scene, rearranging objects, and writing on clipboards.
The world around you is suddenly spinning while you’re still trapped in the moment. The fake moment.
Yamaguchi still hovers over you, looking just as frazzled as you felt.
For a second he leans closer to your face once more, then he pulls away like you burned him.
He’s rubbing the back of his neck and blushing, and your cheeks are on fire.
“Well that was um…”
“Yeah,” you nod in agreement breathlessly.
Suddenly, he gets up and hands you your previously flung bra and shirt, averting his gaze while you redress.
While his back faces you, he hesitantly says your name.
“Yeah?”
“D-do you want to g-go on a date sometime?”
…
Safe to say, months later you two were revealed as a couple, just as the episode aired.
It didn’t take long for the Sherlock Holmes of your fanbases to put two and two together and figure out just how the relationship went from 0-100 in a matter of days.
… Yeah, you two will never live that down. Everyone shoves it in your faces any chance they get. But at least they all love you together!
Lapse In Judgement hurt me so much 🥺 I just want to give Osamu and y/n a big hug. Do you plan on making a part 2?
Well, I didn’t originally plan on making a second part, and I’m not quite sure what I could do. I’m glad you enjoyed it, though!
If you would like a part two, I would love to hear any ideas you might have for it, as I’m kinda clueless on where to go with it😐
Again, requests are still “closed,” but honestly, that just means I’m taking a looooong time to work through the requests I have rn. If you really want to send smth in now, I will write it, but I probably won’t get it out for like a few weeks to a month.
alright, i just read the red string of somethingness and i rlly like it. but i'd like to ask (humbly) for an alternative ending, where YN does cut the string? cuz i enjoy angst and pain and im not sorry f that.
I actually got a request just like this a few months ago, and never really had the inspiration to write it then, nor do i have it now (i mean cmon that fic was from like 3 yrs ago)
here's the link to that post tho if ur rly itchin for it, it's a small drabble but it'll do!
Heyyaaaa I just read your reborn again for the 5th time 😼 and I am going to read it again. Coz why not? Can you please add me to the tag list of reborn 🥰🥰 thank you <33
Ayeeee rereading them is just part of the fun😌 I’ll def put you in the taglist!🤩
*GIFs not mine*
A/N: Welp, I was going to write for more people but when I started for these two babes-for-characters I guess I just couldn’t stop🤷♀️. Not quite sure how these headcanons turned out but hey, hope you like ‘em! (Btw they get a lil saucy, but I’m just in that mood so y’all are just gonna have to accept them for what they are🤷♀️)
Word count: 2120
Bakugou Katsuki:
Wants to ignore you
Definitely the type to fold his arms and turn away when you enter a room or scoff when you talk to another guy
But when you walk away the guy is being given a glare that could put him six feet under
Acts cold to you--not exactly like how he did before he was interested in you, like how he calls everyone “extras,” but more so like he just sneers at you for no reason and rolls his eyes everytime you speak
Lil pomeranian boi just misses you really badly
But he hates the idea that you have that much power over him that you could draw him back to your side in a matter of seconds. It frustrates him how much he wants you back
At one point he’s tired of having nightmares of you leaving night after night--especially now that he doesn’t have you to comfort him after waking up in a cold sweat.
So he’ll climb out of bed and stomp over to your door
And proceed to stare at it for about twenty minutes with his mind and heart running marathons
What does he say?
What does he do?
Would you be mad? Sad? Disappointed?
Or… would you even care that he was still in love with you?
It all becomes too much, and soon enough he just has to know
So he raises a fist to pound on your door loud enough to wake the entire floor
And the door opens before he even makes contact.
“Katsuki?”
“YN.” Surprisingly, Bakugou feels all too calm at this moment, like he knows exactly what to say.
“What are you doing here?”
A muscle in Bakugou’s chin twitches as he struggles to find the exact words. He wanted to make his point but he also didn’t want you to slam the door in his face. “I… Look. You told me that we should both move on and that I should get over you.”
“Katsuki-”
“But here’s the thing, YN,” when he takes a step forward, you take a step back and he physically flinches at the movement, “I don’t want to.” He shakes his head. “I don’t want to get over us and move on to other people. I don’t want to see you with other guys when I know I could make you happier. That I have made you happier.”
“Katsuki,” your face softens, “you don’t have to-”
“Don’t tell me what I don’t have to do, YN. I’m not letting you go, understood? Try to move on all you want, I’m not going to let you. I’ll scare off any man you even talk to if I have to-”
Two hands piled over his mouth shut him up instantly and you lean past Bakugou to glance both ways down the hall before yanking him inside your room.
As soon as the door’s shut, you turn to him and shake your head with the smallest little smile.
“Katsuki, you dumbass. I was just going to leave my room to give you the same lecture.”
“Huh?”
“You took the words right out of my mouth,” you cup his cheek, reveling in the foreign look of shock on the blond’s face, “so no need for anymore threats on guys I may or may not go out with… unless you’re really willing to go after yourself that badly.”
Relief floods through Bakugou’s body, warming him up with the thoughts that he didn’t need to worry about truly losing you at all--as it turns out, you agreed you were his just as much as he did.
“So… we’re back together?”
“Yep, unless…”
Oh shit
“Unless what?” Bakugou froze under your touch and reached a hand up to secure your palm against his cheek. “What is it?”
It almost pissed him off that you were able to laugh so freely while he was in an obvious state of panic.
“Well, I was gonna suggest break-up sex but judging by just how badly you want to get back together, it seems like that’s off the table.”
Oh. Oh you damned little thing.
Such a fucking tease.
“Nah,” Bakugou shook his head and before you knew it, you were being forced down onto your bed, wrists locked tightly above you. “You’ve got the right idea. Break-up sex tonight, and tomorrow we can make up all day long.”
Kirishima Eijirou:
On the surface, Kirishima is the same old manly man everyone knows him to be
But his eyes no longer have that same glint
And that smile just always seems seconds away from faltering
His red hair seems less spiky than usual, and those bags under his eyes are just the biggest tell
Kirishima is broken.
He’s not grinning and holding your hand as he walks into class anymore, escorting you to your seat with a perhaps almost overdone kiss. Instead, he almost slumps to his own seat, avoiding eye contact with as many people as possible.
But the instant you step into the classroom, you feel it.
You sit in the front row, giving him plenty of freedom to watch you for the entire day.
Kirishima thinks it’s natural, it’s harmless. He’s just trying to get over an ex--everyone knows how hard that is.
But he’s just making things worse. He tortures himself by constantly standing to attention anytime you speak. Or anytime your name is mentioned. Or anytime someone who remotely looks like you walks by him.
No, he’s not doing great at this “moving on” thing, and he knows that.
But part of it’s because he just can’t believe that you’re not struggling to do it either.
Kirishima knows none of those kisses and “I love yous” were lies. He knows you meant every single hug and smile you ever gave him. Every time you said you cared about him, he could see in your eyes that you meant it wholeheartedly.
So maybe you could see how he wondered why loving you was suddenly so painful.
Because now you were broken up and all this love he had to give you had nowhere to go and nowhere to be. It was like the love he had for you was useless.
Kirishima hated those words, that thought. That being in love with you for all those months was useless, and that it just needed to be flushed away.
All those plans he had of being with you, becoming superheroes at one another’s side and raising a family together. Planning ahead so far to even name the bridesmaids and groomsmen of your wedding and the names of your children.
The future house and the rooms of that house, how many there would be and what kinds they were. You needed a library, one he was all too ready to build for you and he wanted a mancave you would surely supply with snacks.
All of that was useless.
But Kirishima didn’t want to think so. So he came up with a plan.
And when you walked into class the next day, Kirishima sat in your assigned seat, and you knew you smelled mischief.
“Eijirou… whatcha doin’?”
When Kirishima raised his eyes to yours, the corner of his mouth turned up just an inch.
“Sitting.”
You purse your lips. “I see that. But you know you could do the same exact thing in your own seat, right?”
The conversation wasn’t exactly a spectacle--the only other people in the room were in the back of the class talking amongst themselves distractedly. No one would bother to interfere.
“Well, YN,” Kirishima leaned back, “I kinda want to trade places for a day. I wanna sit in your seat and act all nonchalant, pretending like I actually wanted us to break up-”
You could hear his voice growing choked up and moved to stop him. “Eijirou-”
“-and you can sit in my seat and do as I do. Remember how happy we were and how much you said you loved me. And how I broke up with you anyway.”
It was cold, like the room had suddenly dropped a few degrees. The boy everyone thought didn’t have a single mean bone in his body seemed to flip a switch in himself, turning emotionless in the blink of an eye.
For him to act like you never loved him almost hurt as much as when you broke up with him. In all honesty, you thought it was for the best at the time. You felt it would help both of you focus on your studies so that you could become better heroes than anything.
You thought that’s what Kirishima wanted, and that you were doing what was best for him. But you were wrong.
It seemed all he really wanted was you--being a hero had moved to second.
“Eijirou…”
So the question was did you want him just as badly?
“YN…”
Becoming a hero was the entire reason you came to this school, and was also the reason you broke off one of the best relationships you’d ever had. You’d thought you were making things better.
But had it really helped anything?
“Eijirou, I…”
Your grades had actually dropped. Terribly. You couldn’t remember the last time you actually got quality sleep.
And judging by Kirishima’s dark circles, he was suffering the same side effects.
These weren’t the symptoms of withdrawal--they were just the signs of a mistake.
So as you looked into Kirishima’s eyes, hard enough to see past all the barriers he had put up, you could see the same questions you kept asking yourself.
Why did I ever think this was worth it? Why did I ever think this would help me be happy?
The answer was it didn’t.
And trial and error was a pain in the ass.
“Eijirou, I’m sorry.” Your brows drew together in regret as you lowered your gaze, reaching over to grab the hand Kirishima had tensed on the desktop. “Maybe… no. Breaking up was definitely a mistake, and I wasn’t even thinking of the shit I was going to put both of us through by doing that. I’m sorry.”
But just as his mouth opened to respond, the bell rang and twenty other students flooded in in a mad dash to get to their seats.
Before you moved to claim Kirishima’s seat as your own, you made a split second decision that you hoped could display even a little of what you were thinking.
Kirishima froze at the kiss, his eyes going wide as you tilted his chin up to give yourself access. His lips were soft, just as you’d dreamt about for the last five nights, and tasted like that damned chapstick he always wore.
And when you pulled away, he tried to reach out to stop you but you stepped away from his desperate hands, instead navigating your way back to his desk.
Kirishima was frantic, spinning in your seat to get a look at your blushing face while his own mouth stayed open enough to catch a couple flies. The second your lips quirked up into a smirk, he almost jerked back with whiplash.
Fucking hell, she did not just-
“Okay class,” Aizawa slumped into the classroom with his usual cheerfulness. “I want you to take a look at-wait.” The teacher paused for just a second to take note of Kirishima’s back facing him and you just five seats away whistling and observing the ceiling with interest.
“YLN, Kirishima, get back to your original seats for God’s sake. There’s no time for this.”
All too ready, Kirishima rose from your chair and made his way towards you with eyes unsteady and hungry.
Tonight you would explain just what exactly you were thinking when you decided to break up with Kirishima out of the blue. I mean, you seriously almost gave him a heart attack.
Directly after school though…
Kirishima caught your arm as you moved to walk past him and threw you a look that would stick in your mind for the rest of class. Just as fast, he released you completely and dropped into his seat, eyes locked on your every move as you slid into your own.
Oh yeah. Directly after school, he was going to make you pay for the pain you put his mind through with your body.
Hi! Can you do a yandere!Garou vs yandere!Metal Bat, maybe like the reader is friends with both of them but she is oblivious to their feelings or their flirting, they at first did not know of each other but then saw either one of them see the other with her and gets REALLY pissed.
*GIF not mine*
A/N: Okay so honestly, this idea is so good. Like it’s legit amazing and I love it so much. But (yeah, I knew you heard it coming) I wasn’t sure if I should do headcanons or a scenario for it, but I finally settled on headcanons just so I could get it out there. That being said, I’m sorry this took a little while and I hope you like it! (Side note: Thanks for 1.3k followers y’all!!🥳🥳)
Word count: 1630
Good lordy I love this so much.
Lemme just say, Garou is not a shy yandere when it comes to being around you.
You’d have to be a special kind of stupid to not notice how much he wants you.
As soon as he sees how innocent and oblivious you are, he cranks up the charm to a ten.
Teasing, flirting, he does it all. He’s never timid about touching you, always wanting to feel you and such. His hands are everywhere, and he’s “accidentally” groped your ass one too many times.
Though Garou doesn’t exactly take you on dates, he does try to be around you when he’s not busy beating people up. You’re just so understanding and caring about his side of things that he doesn’t want to let you go.
God, it’s almost annoying how you laugh off every single one of his flirtations.
Seriously, it’ll be like:
*Garou hugs you and kisses your cheek, whispering that he loves you*
“Well dang, you’re being extra friendly today!”
*cue facepalm*
Meanwhile, Metal Bat doesn’t know he’s a yandere. While Garou is fully aware that he would watch the world burn just to have you in his arms, this hero is a little less intense.
In all honesty, I think Badd would only go so far as to follow you everywhere, once again, when he’s not busy being a hero.
He thinks he’s just trying to keep you safe, and being nearby as much as possible is the most efficient way to do that.
Often times, you’ll meet him in the grocery store or the mall at the same time he’s shopping there (and by “often,” I mean always)
Of course, he’ll have to bring his little sister along and the whole time, she’s just like “this is the fifth time we’ve been to the grocery store this week. If they don’t have what you’re looking for by now, they’ll never have it.”
Nah, but seriously, Zenko knows Badd loves you. If she sees you, she’ll try to tell you, but you only laugh it off. She’d be so confused, always saying that you’re stupid for not noticing it, and by that point, Badd’s gotta drag her away with some shitty excuse, like she’s got a dance recital or smth.
Anyways, back to it. Metal Bat will only discover he doesn’t want you around other people when he sees you talking to other guys. If I’m honest, the moment he realizes he’s a yandere is when he finally sees you and Garou together.
✨Story Time✨
Zenko wanted to go play at the park, and being the adoring brother he is, he takes her there.
As she runs off to go on the swings with her friends, Metal Bat settles onto a comfy park bench to look over her.
While he leans back and crosses one leg over the other, he catches a glimpse of another bench through a collection of trees and surprise surprise, guess who’s on it?
Out of the corner of his eye, he sees you, but you’re not alone. Wearing a beautiful sundress, you giggle and smile widely at an all-too familiar man.
That piece of shit Hero Hunter.
Badd’s blood boils and he begins seeing red.
Garou’s hands are too touchy-feely; the hero wouldn’t mind ripping them clean off the villain himself.
His fingers are practically up your skirt, caressing the skin of your thigh while you animatedly tell him a story about what must’ve been your most recent trip to a theme park.
Badd had gone with you to that theme park. He had been the one to bring you there at the insistence of his little sister.
Fuck, he could feel himself itching to kill. Zenko wouldn’t be able to see him through the trees, i.e. that bastard was free game.
Unsurprisingly, where Metal Bat is, his metal bat isn’t far behind.
You never expected this to happen.
One minute, Garou was chuckling at your story, arm thrown around your shoulder without a care in the world.
The next, an all-out brawl was happening before your very eyes.
You couldn’t hold back a scream; it was terrifying the way your two guy friends went after each other.
Badd swung his bat straight for Garou’s head, only to miss and catch his tufts of hair after the latter ducked.
Everything was happening too fast for you to comprehend, with both men moving faster than the speed of light.
Garou delivers a spine-chilling strike directly to Badd’s head that’s got his face slowly dripping blood. Immediately after, Garou takes a hit right to the stomach that has him coughing up the same color liquid.
By now, the grunts and yells are too loud for the entire park not to hear. Parents and children flee the area at the sight of a white-haired man flying through the trees only to crash into the metal jungle gym brutally.
“KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF HER, YOU SCUMBAG!”
Garou’s back on his feet and blocking another swing with blue-tinted hands, taking all of Metal Bat’s force and redirecting it into the hero’s gut.
The battle leaves you cowering on the bench, watching with horrified eyes as they battle each other barbarically. Animalistic growls escape one while the other actually dodges and attacks on four legs.
“SHE’S MINE TO TOUCH, HERO!”
Their words don’t fluster you, and that’s mostly because you don’t hear them. Their sneers and snarls are much more distracting than anything that actually leaves their lips.
“Oh God.” The words are more a rushed sigh than anything. You whisper them in alarm as soon as you spot Zenko only a few feet away from the fight, crying much like how you want to right now. Suddenly, nothing else matters.
“Oh God, oh shit, oh God,” you push yourself off the bench and sprint toward the little girl, running straight through the park’s playground area and hurtling a slide on the way.
At the sight of your mad dash, both men pause in their jabs, Badd’s bat only inches away from Garou’s head while said man halts a kick halfway to his side.
Both gazes are locked on you, partly in fear that you were trying to run away from the two of them. “YN,” they simultaneously breathe out, dropping their stances and watching your every move.
“Zenko!” you call out, sliding down to your knees and gathering the sobbing girl into a hug. “Shh, it’s okay.”
Awestruck. That’s what they were. Neither could speak as they watched you mutter comforting words to the young girl and pat her back.
Without another sound, Badd jogs over to you both and kneels down into the grass as well.
“Oh Zenko, I’m so sorry.” At hearing her brother’s voice, the girl leaves your arms and falls into his, sniffling against his shoulder as she shivers.
You watch the scene with an unreadable expression, not even flinching at the feeling of a hand dropping to your shoulder. “YN-”
“Don’t.” Your hiss catches Badd’s attention too, peering up from the hug to watch you shake your head.
“I don’t want to see either of you ever again.”
Garou’s nostrils flare while Badd hugs his sister tighter, clenching his eyes closed at the words. It’s what they deserved.
“YN, that’s-”
“Just leave me alone.”
Months pass, four to be specific.
Metal Bat watches through your apartment window from the rooftop, bat slung over his shoulders as he watches you sleep on your living room couch.
“Did you get the house?” The voice’s owner had snuck up behind him, but Badd doesn’t flinch.
“Yeah. It’s back in City Z. The place is practically abandoned, so no one will find it.”
“Good.” Garou finally saddles up beside Metal Bat, eyes softening at the sight of you.
They can’t help but think back to a few weeks ago when you had finally agreed to meet up with them.
“You have to choose, YN.” Garou sneers at the hero next to him.
“No, I don’t.” Even folding your arms and gritting your teeth at them, you were beautiful. “You guys are- were my friends, but that was it.”
“That’s a goddamn lie,” Badd spits, stepping closer only to halt when you flinch away. He hated that look of disdain your eyes had adopted for him over the past month.
“Who do you want, YN?” Garou insists, just barely stopping himself from reaching for your hand.
A minute of painstaking silence feels more like a minute as you glare at both of them. “Okay,” you shrug at last, relief flooding their bodies when you speak up.
“I don’t want either of you. Now leave me alone like I asked.”
A compromise had been struck that night. You couldn’t choose between them, they couldn’t let you go, and both wanted to ensure you would never move on and find someone else.
“All right. It’s midnight. We only have a few hours to get everything she has before the sun comes up.”
“You brought the chloroform, right?”
“Psh, of course I did. I’m not an idiot.”
“Okay, then let’s do this.”
They both loved you, so, so much darling. Now, don’t fight them, and they’ll make you happy for the rest of your life.
if the taglist for reborn is still open could i please be added? i love it sm <3
I’m glad you like it🥰🥰 the taglist is still open and you’ll def be tagged in the next part🤩
OMFG I JUST SAW THE PART THREE WAS POSTED AN HOUR AGO, BLESS YOU!!
✨ again
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