I Miss Good Omens. So Good!

Watching Mary Poppins Returns one more time because I absolutely love this movie.

The Emily Blunt's Mary Poppins, Lin's Jack, the songs and ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING ON THIS MOVIE is perfect!

All this sequence is so amazing!

i hope endgame!steve feels like a real loser when he realizes that all his friends are out here being smokin hot bitches without him

Oh, I loved it. Poor Steve and Eddie freaking out 😭 y/n absolutely satisfied with both and the two of them unfortunately don't remember a thing.

Now I need a fic with the redo.

Luck

Eddie Munson x Reader x Steve Harrington (Fluff)

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Summary: After a wild night out at The Hideout, Eddie Munson wakes up in bed with some unexpected company and no memory of what happened.

Rating: General Auidences

Author Note: Gender neutral reader, no pronouns used.

CW: Recreational alcohol and marijuana use; tobacco use; heavily implied sex (no details); could be seen as dubcon due to the use of mild altering substances, but I tried my best to address it in the story that this is something they all wouldn't done sober, too.

Word Count: 4,345

Eddie Tag List: @eddie-swhore

Waking up after a hard night of drinking was always strange and unpleasant. In all honesty, that was why Eddie Munson preferred weed. Sure, getting drunk could be fun with the right people, but the next day was always a little slice of hell on earth.

Today was no exception. Rather than gently lifting up into consciousness as he woke up naturally, he was instead woken up by a severe pounding in his head.

Eddie opened his eyes briefly and groaned in pain before closing them again. The open curtains allowed the late morning sun to illuminate the room. The bright light sent bolts of pain through each of his eyeballs, making the headache worse. It was a steady pounding feeling, as if someone were in his head playing a drum solo.

Rolling onto his back, Eddie brought his ring clad hands up to his face to rub his eyes for a bit before attempting to open them again. While it still hurt, at least he expected the room to be so bright this time. Still though, it made his stomach turn a bit and his head throb even more. He knew if he tried to get up right now that his stomach wouldn’t be feeling too good either. Eddie decided his normal hangover cure was in order.

Shutting his eyes again, he rolled over towards the center of his bed, fully intending to go back to sleep. He threw his arm out to stretch across the empty space next to him.

Instead of stretching out like he intended though, his arm landed on something that cause it do bend at an awkward angle, as if draped over something. Eddie cracked his eyes open again and lifted his head slightly. It took him a moment to process it, but he eventually realized there was someone else laying under the blankets with him, still sleeping peacefully.

While bringing someone home with him from The Hideout wasn’t a completely uncommon occurrence, it didn’t happen very often. And, when it did, he was always sober enough to remember it once he woke up in the next day. Right now, though, Eddie couldn’t even remember how he got home from the bar last night, much less remember bringing someone home with him.

Though Eddie’s head was still pounding, the idea of sleep was forgotten. He started wracking his brain, trying to piece together the previous night.

Corroded Coffin had a Saturday night gig at The Hideout. That much he remembered. It ended up being a fantastic show. All of their friends came out for it, and they drew in a fairly large crowd since they were playing on the weekend. Granted, the bar was still under half capacity, but it was one of their largest crowds to date and that was something to celebrate. And, after the show, that’s exactly what everyone had done.

Eddie remembered Steve buying a round of drinks after the performance. He remembered you and him sneaking off to a stall in the men’s room to share a joint. He remembered Gareth ordering a round of shots when the two of you got back. Then Robin ordered a round of drinks after that. And then Jeff ordered another round of shots after that. At some point, he vaguely remembered tequila getting involved. But, after that, there was nothing until just a little bit ago when he woke up.

After thinking on it for a while, he gave up on trying to remember, figuring that would come back later. But Eddie was curious now. He reached over to gently pull the blanket down a bit to see who it was he ended up taking home with him.

Eddie froze, still holding the blanket.

You. You were lying next to him in bed.

Eddie’s mind whirled, his heart pounding as loudly as his head by this point.

You’d never been in bed with him before, even just to sleep. There were only a few times you’d ever stayed over, only on nights when you couldn’t drive home or the weather was bad, but he always slept on the couch those nights so you could have the bed to yourself. There had to be a logical explanation for this.

Out of curiosity, he lifted the edge of the blanket and looked down.

Eddie’s heart stopped.

You both were completely naked.

He stared down at your bodies as he tried to comprehend what he was seeing.

You were laying with your arms folded against your chest and half on your stomach, which blocked your private areas from his view. All he could really see the full length of your bare leg all the way up past the curve of your ass to your hip.

Your hip that currently had a hand on it, which was neither his nor yours.

Eddie sat up hurriedly. It was quite a shock realizing there was a third person in bed with you two, but that was nothing in comparison to the shock of seeing who exactly it was.

Curled up on your other side was none other than Steve Harrington.

Once again, it took a moment for Eddie to comprehend what he was seeing.

The section of blanket on Steve’s side had slid down some, revealing that he was shirtless. Though, another peek under the blankets revealed that he was just as naked as you and Eddie were.

Fully in shock now, Eddie slowly laid back down. He stared at the ceiling, wracking his brain again in a desperate attempt to remember the night before.

The fog of alcohol and the headache from the hangover blocked off his memory still, so he gave up again and debated on what he should do next.

He supposed he could just leave and come back later after the both of you had left, but that would only delay the inevitable. You two would still be waking up naked in his bed even if he wasn’t there to see it. Eventually, this would need to be addressed if you all wanted any sort of friendship after this. It was going to be awkward when the two of you woke up. That much he knew for sure.

Now in desperate need in of a smoke, Eddie carefully slipped out of bed, trying not to wake either of you. He found a pair of sweatpants among his laundry scattered about on the floor. As he pulled them on, he noticed your clothes and Steve’s flung haphazardly around the room, along with the clothes he had been wearing last night. He swallowed heavily, quietly heading from the bedroom.

As he made a pit stop in the bathroom, Eddie was still trying to figure out how you all ended up in bed together. He knew what it looked like. He was well aware of what it looked like. But it couldn’t possibly have been that. No way. He’d never been drunk or high enough to act on his attraction to either of you. The only thing he could think of was that all you all started feeling hot from the alcohol, stripped down to cool off and just fell asleep. That had to be it.

But then as he went to leave the bathroom, he glanced in the mirror and did a double take. Scattered along his upper chest, neck and shoulders were hickies and bite marks of various sizes and shades.

Stunned, he stared at himself for a moment. He turned slowly then turned to get a good look at the rest of his body. While there wasn’t any more hickies that he could see, streaked down his back were several dark pink welts that were clearly nail marks. In addition to that, just above his shoulder blades were a few crescent shaped bruises, like someone had dug their nails into his back while holding onto him.

Eddie’s jaw dropped. He met his own gaze in the mirror.

“What the fuck did you do?” he said softly to his reflection.

In the living room, Eddie found evidence that you three had hung out here for a while before migrating to his bed. A few empty beer bottles littered the coffee table and a half-smoked joint sat in the ashtray. Eddie slipped on his jacket and sneakers before grabbing the joint on the way to the front door.

This morning called for something stronger than a cigarette now.

Trying to stay quiet, he left the front door partially open and gently closed the screen door. The sun was even brighter now that he was outside, which immediately got in Eddie’s eyes and made him wince. His head was throbbing even more now that he was up, which, as predicted, was starting to make his stomach queasy. He lit the joint first, hoping to calm his nerves as well as the effects of the hangover. Once that was gone, he fished his cigarettes out of his pocket and began chain smoking.

Not too long after Eddie started on his first cigarette, a very groggy, and very hungover, Steve sat up in bed. He rubbed his eyes and squinted as he looked around the room. Confusion sat in as he didn’t recognize where he was at first. But then after his gaze landed on a couple of guitars and one heavy metal poster after another, he slowly came to realize he was in Eddie’s bedroom.

This didn’t come as a surprise to Steve though. The plan the night before had always been to come back to Eddie’s place at the end of the night. Nancy had picked the three of you up from there since it was her turn to be the designated driver, so you all had left your vehicles there. While he didn’t remember coming to bed, he had vague memories of sharing a cab with you and Eddie once the bar had closed, well after Nancy and the others had left. He remembered you three wanted to continue partying and you two decided you were staying the night. Wayne was out of town that weekend for work training, so Eddie was all for having you two over for the night.

As Steve went to swing his legs out of bed, a sudden throbbing in his head made him double over slightly, his elbows resting on his thighs, eyes squeezed closed and slightly watering.

Getting drunk is always a good idea until the next day.

Halfway through his third cigarette, Eddie heard someone stirring in the trailer through the screen door. Whoever it was, be it you or Steve, was trying to be quiet, but the creaky floor wasn’t having it.

Eddie wasn’t any closer to figuring out what he was going to do. Leaving still seemed like the best idea, but it was too late for that now. The keys to his van were on the kitchen counter.

Fortunately, whoever was it was didn’t come outside, giving him some more time to compose himself. He listened to them shuffle across the living room, pick up the phone and dial a number.

Whoever they were trying to call didn’t answer because Eddie heard them hang up then try again.

“C’mon, pick up,” a voice muttered from inside.

Eddie couldn’t tell who it was until whoever the person they were trying to call finally answered.

“Robin! Finally!” they whisper yelled. “I’m freaking out over here!”

Eddie finally recognized the voice as Steve’s and some of his nerves eased hearing it was Steve, but he still wasn’t quite ready to face him just yet. Creeping closer to the door, he listened in on Steve’s side of the conversation.

“You’ve gotta help me out, I don’t know what to do!” Pause. “I can’t calm down! I just woke up next to Y/N in Eddie’s bed!” Pause. “Robin, we were both naked!” Pause. “No, I’m not joking!” Pause. “Seriously, Robin, now is not the time for jokes!” Pause. “I don’t know if I had fun, I don’t remember anything after leaving The Hideout!”

Knowing that he wasn’t the only one in the dark made Eddie feel a little better about the whole thing. But then a thought occurred to him, and all of his nerves came back.

In a way, he hoped you wouldn’t remember any it either. There was no telling what your reaction would be to all this. There wasn’t any use trying to deny what happened anymore. The three of you had a threesome last night. Or, at the very least, you and Eddie fucked. That much was obviously for certain judging from the way his own chest and back looked. But, then again, it wouldn’t make much sense why Harrington would be in the same state as you both unless he was also involved too. At least if none of you remembered what happened, that way you would all be a blank slate and could pretend it didn’t happen.

Granted, he didn’t know how that would be possible since you all would know it happened, regardless of whether or not any of you remembered it. But, if that’s what it took to still be friends after all this, he was willing to give it a shot. He didn’t want to lose either of you due to some stupid drunken escapade.

Eddie sighed and took the last drag off his cigarette as Steve was finishing his call.

Time to face the music.

He stepped back into the trailer as Steve was hanging up the phone. Steve didn’t hear him at first, giving Eddie the chance to get a look at him.

While Steve had pulled on his jeans, he was still shirtless, giving Eddie a good view of his torso. He could see some nail marks down his back, as well as a few hickies on his neck and shoulders.

There was one question answered, at least.

The sound of the screen door closing made Steve finally turn around, revealing more hickies across his chest. A sheepish look came over his face when he saw Eddie.

“Uh, hey,” Steve said, running his hand through his hair nervously. “Morning.”

“Morning,” Eddie said, fiddling with his rings nervously.

A brief silence fell over the two men.

“Y/N’s naked,” Steve suddenly blurted out, and then pointed towards Eddie’s bedroom. “In your bed. Back there.”

Eddie nodded slowly.

“Yeah,” Eddie said, swallowing heavily. “Yeah, I saw.”

“So was I,” Steve said, and once again run his hand through his hair. “Completely naked. Next to Y/N. In your bed.”

Eddie nodded again.

“Yeeeah,” he said slowly. “I, uh, was naked, too. With you two. In my bed.”

Steve’s eyes widened and he swallowed heavily. He looked in the direction of the bedroom then back to Eddie.

“Do you think we…you know?” Steve asked, gesturing between the two of them and the bedroom, then gave the air a little thrust of his hips, as if he didn’t want to say what he was thinking.

“Obviously,” Eddie said, and gestured between the two of them. “Look at us, man. We had a pretty wild night from the looks of it.”

At Eddie’s words, Steve looked down at his chest. His eyes were wide as he slowly looked back up at Eddie.

“What the hell should we do?” Steve whisper yelled, looking close to panicking.

“I have no idea!” Eddie whisper yelled back. “I can’t say I’ve ever woken up like this before, much less with either of you!”

The two men stared at each other for a moment before Steve sighed.

“Man, this is crazy,” Steve said, which Eddie nodded in agreement with. Then Steve sighed, his arms crossing over his chest. “Maybe…we should see how Y/N feels about it first?”

Eddie brightened.

“Good idea,” he said hurriedly, feeling somewhat relieved the overall outcome wouldn’t be on his shoulders. “If Y/N’s fine with it, then I’m fine with it.”

Steve nodded readily in agreement. He opened his mouth to say something else but cut himself off when the sound of the toilet flushing came from the bathroom down the hall.

Both men whipped their heads around at the sound. Neither of them had heard you get up. Soon, they heard the bathroom door open.

Now it really was time to face the music.

Since facing Steve had gone easier than expected, Eddie braced himself for your reaction. He was fully prepared for a meltdown. He expected you to be upset, and even braced himself for tears. He expected some yelling, possibly some screaming. There might even be some accusations, though the possibility of you thinking anything like that made Eddie’s stomach clench. He hoped you would know that he would never take advantage of you while you were drunk…but, then again, could he really say that since he didn’t even remember what happened? The very idea alone made his stomach clenched even tighter.

When you came out of the bathroom, you were dressed in your clothes from the night before. You were humming softly, which struck Eddie as strange considering the circumstances. You usually didn’t hum all that much, just when you were in an exceedingly good mood. This didn’t really strike Eddie as an occasion where you would be in a good mood though.

As you started to turn into the kitchen, you looked up and saw them in the living room.

“Morning fellas,” you said, smiling brightly at them both before ducking into the small kitchen.

They could hear you start to open cabinet doors. Eddie and Steve both looked at each other, deep confusion on their faces. It didn’t seem like you were bothered by the state of things at all. Maybe you hadn’t put two and two together yet? You woke up alone in bed, so it was possible.

You came back a moment later and stood in the doorway to the living room. A box of cereal was tucked under your arm, and you were eating it dry right out of the box with your free hand.

Aside from the crunch of cereal and the sounds drifting in from the outside, the room was silent. It wasn’t exactly a comfortable silence but wasn’t really an uncomfortable one either. It was just a silence.

Eddie started rubbing the back of his neck nervously, his gaze flicking repeatedly between you and Steve. Steve was in a similar state, one of his feet tapping anxiously and he kept crossing and uncrossing his arms, his eyes looking between you and Eddie. You seemed to be the only one relaxed, munching on your cereal and looking between the two men.

It seemed like everyone was waiting on someone else to start talking first.

After some time of this, you cleared your throat, which made them both look back over at you.

“Uh,“ you finally said, smiling shyly at them. “Hi.”

“Hi,” said both Eddie and Steve at the same time.

“I, uh,” you said, then stopped to clear your throat. “I had a lot of fun last night.” you said.

Before either of them could process what you just said, you started laughing nervously and shook your head.

“Sorry,” you said, your cheeks flushing a soft pink. “That was a really weird thing for me to say after everything. I mean, obviously, I had fun.”

Eddie exchanged another look with Steve, then back to you.

Now you were the one who looked nervous, taking their silent exchange of a look for something else.

“Did, did you two have fun, too?” you asked, shifting on your feet.

Eddie rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

“Well, um, that’s the thing, Princess,” he said, then stopped, unsure of how to phrase things.

“We were, uh,” Steve continued after a moment. “Actually trying to figure all that out. What happened last night, I mean.”

Your eyes widened at their words, and you looked back and forth between the two again.

“You guys don’t remember?” you asked.

Both men shook their heads.

Your mouth dropped opened in shock.

“Exactly h-how drunk were you two last night?” you asked softly.

“I don’t remember leaving The Hideout,” Eddie confessed, with a shrug.

“I barely remember the cab ride here,” Steve said. “Nothing after that though.”

Your hand flew to your mouth, an expression of horror on your face.

“Oh my god, I am so sorry,” you said, your voice remorseful and you looked on the verge of tears. “I had no idea you guys were that drunk, I swear!”

“No no no!” Eddie said, taking a few steps forward so he could rest a hand on your shoulder. “You have nothing to be sorry for. This isn’t your fault.”

All of a sudden, a very sheepish look came to you face and your cheeks flushed a bright pink.

“Actually, um,” you said. “I kind of initiated the whole thing.”

There was a moment of silence.

“What whole thing?” Steve asked, voice quiet and tinged with awe.

There was another moment of silence.

“You know,” you finally said, then gestured between the three of you, as if you were hesitant to say it. “Us. Having sex. It was my idea.”

There was a lot longer than just a moment of silence after that one.

Steve nearly fell over where he was standing but managed to catch his balance.

Eddie’s hand dropped from your shoulder in shock to hang limply at his side.

Now that it was confirmed, Eddie tried once again to remember the night before. Squeezing his eyes shut, he rubbed the bridge of his nose. The fog of alcohol was still too thick to penetrate with his head in the state it was and straining to think didn’t do anything but make the headache worse.

“So, um,” Steve said, finally breaking the silence and making Eddie look up. “H-How did it happen?”

“Well,” you said slowly, swallowing a bite of cereal. “We’ve all been flirting pretty heavily with each other for a while now, and I’ve had a thing for both of you for a long time before that.” A bashful grin came to your face then. “So, I may have gotten a little buzzed and handsy at the bar, and you both were into it. After we came back here, we had a few more drinks and, well…” You cleared your throat and looked down shyly. “I decided to try my luck and asked if you two wanted to have sex with me.”

Both Eddie and Steve stared at you in shock.

“You’ve had a thing got us for a while?” Eddie said when he finally found his voice again.

You nodded.

There was a short pause in the conversation as they processed this.

“Well?” Steve said after abit. “What’d we say?”

Eddie looked over at him with a raised brow. As if their answer wasn’t obvious already.

“Truthfully, not much,” you said as you looked up. “It escalated pretty quickly after that. Though, you both did double check to make sure I fully understood what I was saying after the alcohol and weed.” A warm smile came to your face. “I thought that was really sweet.”

Now it was Eddie’s turn to look down shyly.

The room was got quiet again.

“But you said you had fun, right?” Steve suddenly asked. You nodded in confirmation. “Then that must mean we did good, right?”

Eddie looked over at Steve, gawking at him. While this was an entirely new situation for him, Eddie was pretty sure it was in poor taste to ask for a report card after having a threesome.

To his surprise, you didn’t seem to mind. Biting your bottom lip, you grinned and nodded.

Eddie couldn’t help but grin himself then, a boost of confidence suddenly coming back. It briefly made him forget about the oddness of this situation.

“Yeah?” he asked, then decided to be bold. “How good?”

Now you were blushing again.

“Well, I’m pretty sore today,” you said, your voice going a bit higher pitched, so you had to clear your throat before continuing. “You both were pretty enthusiastic all night.”

It wasn’t too long after that you had to leave since you were supposed to meet up with family later on. The three of you kept conversation light as you and Steve finished dressing, talking about your plans for the day.

Once you got ready to leave, you gave them each a soft kiss on the lips.

“Hopefully once the hangovers go away you guys will remember some of it,” you said with a smile as you headed for the door.

“I sure as hell hope so, Princess,” Eddie groaned before he could stop himself.

While he turned red at his own words, you giggled at him as you opened the door to leave. It was the first time Eddie had ever heard that sound from you and it made his heart speed up. It gave him even more of his confidence back.

“If we don’t remember, any chance there could be a redo?” Eddie asked before he could talk himself out of it.

You froze in mid-step halfway out the door and turned quickly to look at Eddie. The shock on your face was almost comical. A quick glance over at Steve showed him staring at Eddie in horror. Looking back at you, Eddie gave you his biggest grin and winked at you, which he was delighted to see made you blush.

“Um, I-I don’t know,” you said, and then a grin of your own slowly spread across your face. “Maybe. You’ll just have to wait and see.”

You sent a wink back at Eddie before leaving then. Steve wasn’t too far behind, heading out himself just a few minutes later.

Plopping down on the couch as he listened to Steve’s car driving away, Eddie sighed heavily and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Initially, he didn’t have plans for today, but now he knew what he was going to spend the rest of his day doing.

Trying to remember fucking his two very hot best friends.

YES YES YES. I MISSED CAT DAD BAKUGOU.

Ugh, I love him so much 😍

I love all the "conversations" y/n has with Bakugou 😂

Poor y/n almost being violated in the vet 😂😂😂😂

Mrow | Part Three

Bakugou x roomate!reader

Summary: you & bakugou get a step closer to breaking your quirk

Words: 1866

A/n: honestly this is somewhat another filler chapter. just compressed all the cat dad fluff before we go back to the plot :D like the calm before the storm y'know

Part Two

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The bell of the black collar with Dynamight's signature orange X jingled around your neck as you padded into the living room, your mere presence evoking coos & cheers from your audience hyping you up.

"YAS BITCH SLAYYY"

"Aww you look so manly, Sunny!"

"Prettiest furbaby to ever exist-"

You liked this. You felt like a furry little model.

"How did all you dumbasses manage to corrupt my cat within the 15 minutes you were here I have no idea."

With your mom Bakugou supervising of course.

"Aww come on, Bakugou! You gotta admit she looks soooo cute in her new collar!" Mina squealed excitedly, scooping you up into her hands to hold you in front of your roomates face.

He glared at you.

You booped his nose with your toe beans.

"Fine," he sighs exasperatedly, catching your paws between his large fingers as Mina lowered you from Bakugou's face, to peek innocently over your ears at the grumpy blonde. "But you idiots try putting that green fucking collar on her again, I'm disowning all of you," he growled, meeting each of his friends' eyes one by one with his threatening red glare, before he finally got to you. "You included, furry brat."

"Mau."

The entire bakusquad had came over to visit, having to drag Bakugou out of his office to make sure he loosened up & not work himself to death on top of working your case. Kirishima said the only thing stopping him from living in the office was needing to come home to feed you.

Mina had gotten you your newest accessory, having found out Bakugou had a new kitty for her to dress up. Amongst your friends- Dynamight, Deku & Red Riot's brands have released merch line for pets. The moment you saw the green collar amongst the black & red, you snagged it & ran, just to piss Bakugou off lmao.

He'd caught you by your scruff before you even had the chance to get Sero or Kaminari to put it on for you. The grumpy blonde had promptly chucked the bright green collar in the trash, blatantly ignoring Mina's protest & clicking on his own merch around your neck.

You huffed at your petty roomate. But you had to admit, black & orange looked good on you. Wearing his colors made something in your tummy flutter.

You felt like his.

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You were flopped over on Kaminari's head, comfortable in his fluffy hair as you listened in on your friends' conversation, butting im every now & then.

"Have you gotten a lead on Y/n's case yet, Kaachan?"

"We're nearing the end of the second week since she got missing. You must've found something right?" Sero added.

"No," Bakugou sighed, rubbing a hand down his face in frustration.

"I've been working on it with Tsukauchi & there's too little to go off of. Her last sighting was from a nearby convenience store security camera but thats where it stops," he huffs, turning his laptop round to show his friends the screen displaying what seemed to be said security footage.

"They were no other security cameras in the area all her stuff were found. No eye witnesses either- one of those slow days. This is the only lead we have."

Kaminari reached out to click play & you joined the others who leaned in to peer at the footage curiously.

Sure enough, you see your human self walking through the aisle of chips before something seemed to catch your eye & you disappeared off screen. You didn't see the little thief you took off after in the footage, she must've took note to stay in the blind spots- only a glimpse of her feet on the top of the camera outside before yours followed & disappeared.

You had to admit that was quite impressive. That little thievery must've been well planned despite being a petty one.

"What about the time gap between the convenience store & the alley?" Kirishima inquired, interrupting your train of thought.

"Barely 10 minutes. Still leaves a wide window between the last time she was seen & the time she was declared missing."

"Meaning she could've either been with the perp for a matter of seconds or their interaction could've stretched way longer, huh," Mina concluded with a huff as Kaminari sped forward, further verifying that you didn't return into the footage.

Eh, its the first one- You cut yourself off when something on Bakugou's laptop grabbed your attention, making your eyes go wide.

Scrambling down from your perch on Kaminari's head, you toppled down onto his lap, making the blonde jump. Unfazed, you scurried to right yourself, eyes glued to the screen. Did you see right?

Oh fuck. You did.

With your new relevation you started yowling as loud as your little lungs allowed you to.

"Hey, hey, Sunny. It was just a little fall," Kaminari soothed, figuring that the little tumble had startled you as he picked you up with gentle hands.

Kami you're sweet but i'm so sorry-

You nipped the poor blonde's fingers, making him yelp in surprise, wiggling out of his hold when his grip loosened. Again you started meowing at the screen, desperate for them to understand, needing them to see what might give them a hint ro what happened to you, even if only a sliver of an inkling.

"Oi, what're you kicking up a fuss for? Its not your first time seeing things move on a screen," your roomate spoke up with an eyebrow raised at your odd behaviour.

No, Bakugou! Guys! Please, look!

There was a beat of silence as your friends watched your desperate mewls curiously.

"Is she trying.. to show us something?" Mina spoke up, the first to break the stillness, her voice unusually quiet. You crane your neck to find her staring at you so intently you could almost hear the gears in her head turning. Her gaze flickered to the laptop. Kirishima seemed to catch on, peering at the screen, rewinding the clip until a little figure caught his eyes.

"Is that..?" Kami asked in a hushed voice, eyes squinting in focus. The rest of the group leaned in, eyes glued to the small furry figure trotting across the screen.

"That's Sunny.." Sero trailed off. "Isn't it?"

"What the fuck?" Bakugou breathed out, bewildered eyes landing on you. You settled on staring back.

Hey, don't look at me. I'm just as shooketh as you are that the camera caught that. I also didn't notice how much of a waddle my little legs do.

"Hey, Bakubro.. you said Sunny came along the same day Y/n disappeared right?" Kirishima questioned, gaze slowly flickering between you & your roomate.

Your eyes widened.

Oh. Oh, this might actually go somewhere.

Around the room, all your friends fell quiet, everyone looking just as owlish as you did.

"But what does that mean."

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You sneezed once from the chill of the winter air & Bakugou was plucking you of off his shoulder. You mewled out in protest, worried he changed his mind about taking you out.

You'd spent the entire morning by the front door, wailing at your roomate to get him to take you out of the house. You're still quite amazed at how loud & obnoxious cats could be, being such little creatures but of course you're exploiting that to your advantage.

The new bit of information left your friends grasping at ends to come up with a connection between your disappearance & Sunny's appearance. After yesterday, they decided to contact their old classmate Koda to translate your mewls just in case they were missing something. It would take a few days til then & you decided to continue your own efforts into turning yourself back human.

You've concluded that you needed to get out before you could make any progress in figuring out how to return human. Plus, you had better odds of hinting your identity to Bakugou, maybe even retrace your steps to where your belongings were found to solidify your friend's suspicions that you were somehow related to the case.

He had abruptly relented mid argument, strangely so, but you brushed it off, cheering in victory, completely missing the scheming glint in his eyes.

You would be damned if you let this opportunity slip away. But before you could inhale enough air to start yowling bloody murder, Bakugou cut you off, shooting you a glare as if he read your mind.

"Quiet down, dumbass. Quit squirming," he muttered under his breath, unzipping his jacket halfway. Before you could even comprehend what was happening, your yelps were muffled as Bakugou plopped you down into the inside of his sweater, the bottom tucked in so it made a little hammock for you.

Oh my god.

Rearranging yourself you poked your head out, chin resting at the V of the zipped opening. The soft lining & Bakugou's body heat making a warm, cozy cocoon, pulling out purrs from your throat. Craning your neck, you looked up at the red eyes already peering down at you.

"Good?"

I live here now.

Bakugou huffed out a breath in response before he continued walking on, blatantly ignoring the double takes & weird looks he was receiving from passerbys. You couldn't care less either, amused at the thought of the big scary prohero Dynamight having a new image as a cat dad. You snuggled into the warmth, enjoying the ride.

Just so you know, I am so stealing this hoodie when I turn human again.

🌟

It must be a sight, you think.

You were currently on the ground, having wiggled out of Bakugou's sweater when you realized where exactly he was taking you. You had his pant leg between your teeth, little feet firmly grounded- as if to hold him back from walking into the establishment you were in front of. You both knew though, the Prohero would barely need to tug on his leg to have you tumbling on your ass but he humored you.

"Sunny."

No. You meowed out best you can with the fabric in your mouth muffling your voice.

"We're going."

Absolutely not. I know where they shove thermometers up in that place.

Releasing his pant leg, you bunny hopped backwards to create some distance between you & the blonde towering over you, tail bristling into an angry poof. You growled a little, eyes narrowed & trimmed claws drawn, ready to attack the blonde if he dared move a muscle.

"Its just the vet, dummy. I want to at least check for a chip in case some little girl somewhere lost her loud as fuck kitty. You're a little too well trained to be a stray."

This again? Look.Why on earth would I resort to pooping in that sandbox in the living room if I can use the toilet perfectly fine?

Your roomate just stared at your meowing, face blank. You huffed, not noticing his hand edging closer & closer to you, too focused on making your point on public decency.

Ok listen, I fell in the toilet one time but-

You cut yourself off when something caught the corner of your eye. Bakugou's voice drowned into the background & before you knew it, your feet were moving on their own, dashing in the direction of that familiar glimpse of a person.

Its her.

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A/n: i have such a love hate relationship with this chapter because of how little it contributes to the plot but hey i hope you like it! just some extra fluff before we wrap up this series next chapter <3

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A/n: there'a a limit to tags WHAT & i've reached the max lmao i'll see if reblogging works. if it doesn't i am so sorry in advance, the rest of my lil ducks :'D

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I loved it with all my heart! I have a long-distance relationship and sometimes things get really hard to deal with. I love how you wrote the angst and they meeting again and Steve crying because y/n was there with him... Omg, that was amazing!

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Hearts on the Telephone Line | Steve Harrington

》 PAIRING: steve harrington x female!reader

》 TROPE/GENRE: established relationship; hurt/comfort; mild angst; fluff

》 REQUESTED: yes by @sheisjoeschateau​ !

》 SUMMARY: You thought Steve was okay dealing with a long-distance relationship after you moved for an exciting internship in New York. But you were proven so wrong when your boyfriend finally poured his feelings over the phone. Because distance wasn’t making his heart grow fonder, it was breaking it.

》 WARNINGS: slight canon divergence (everyone’s okay, alive & they won bc i said so), shitty internship, this thing called adulting, annoying roommate/cousin, pet names (baby, sweetheart, my love), sad!steve :( & soft!steve <3, lot’s of ‘missing you’ angst, separation anxiety (kinda?), mentions of: nightmares & near death experiences in the upside down; so. much. crying (both happy and…not so much), fluffy ending.

》 WORD COUNT: 8k+

A/N: hello hello! another steve fic hah i’m in too deep. this is also another supposed blurb turned into a whole long ass one shot bc it’s me, hi 😭 but anyways, i hope you guys enjoy this one!

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You deeply sighed in relief as you closed the apartment door, pressing your back against it with a soft thud.

To say you were tired was an understatement.

Running countless errands—personal ones, to be specific—for your boss was a task and a half all on its own. Now, doing it in your ’office uniform’ that wasn’t of your choosing, one that consisted of an itchy, frilly, long-sleeved blouse tucked into an uncomfortable, pleated, long skirt and some kitten heels?

It felt like you’d just gone through hell and back.

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"For years now, Jake had had a soft spot for you." Yess, I love when Jake has a soft spot for the reader 🥺

The ending left me like this: 🤨🧐

do not chastise the dove (2) ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley

do not chastise the dove ✧ a royal moon knight au | ao3 | pinterest board

pairing: knight!steven grant x fem!princess!reader x knight!marc spector x knight!jake lockley

series summary: you were a princess who would rather be anything but a royal; he was the knight her father forced her to marry—a true match made in hell if there ever was one. but, as the wedding inches closer and closer, it seems that, perhaps, your father had finally done something right by you. 

chapter summary: marc decides to give you a chance. 

word count: 7,060

warnings?: royal au, arranged marriage, abusive father, pet name (dove), not proofread

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