Its Happy Alternative Reality That We Deserved, Guys :3There Is Also A Bonus Of How Lil Naruto Sees All

It’s happy alternative reality that we deserved, guys :’’’3 There is also a bonus of how lil naruto sees all of his nee-chans and nii-chans ahaha

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This is the only time you’ll catch me making a tiktok @carolineforbae .

I’m as cusp between Pisces and Aires...

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mine is so accurate im screaminggg

Could you please write more Mafia Ushijima HC's, Cuz I know i'm late but that HC is making me go feral, finna make me bark!, I love it so much, and I canon that we name our child after goshiki, Please write more Mafia Ushijima, or I might die😩😩😩

After the birth of your son you noticed that Ushijima had slightly changed

He probably didn’t even notice he had changed from being his stotic self around you and the others he had become......softer?

You couldn’t figure it out until you woke up startled and you felt Ushijima side and it was extremely cold

Tired and sore from giving birth you moved silently to the room and stopped seeing your husband shirtless holding your newborn to his chest

He swayed side to side just giving off a deep hum as he stared at your child

That’s when it hit you, the softness you felt when Ushijima was home was him finally letting go of all the nasty things he has done at work

Your son had no idea that the hands he felt so safe and warm in were also hands that sucked the life out of people without a second thought

You just smiled and went back to bed only to wake again when he moves into the bed and wraps his arm over your waist pulling you into his chest

You loved your son, but a part of you hated having a child because now he would become a target and it scared you to the bone but Ushijima was apparently ridding anyone who would dare touch you

Goshiki definitely became the god father and came over all the time and plays with your newborn as much as a newborn can play

But he always brought your cute baby new gifts and even bought him a tiny volleyball talking about how his big huge daddy used to be a huge deal in the volleyball community before he became a huge mafia man

Ushijima gets jealous when he comes over to you cooking dinner and Goshiki asleep on the couch your son making cute baby whimpers and nuzzling into his chest

He has totally woken up to Ushijima having a gun barrel against his temple and holding his son in his arms while sneering about him leaving

Ushi was away on a trip when your son said his first words and you woke frightened when you heard movement in your sons room only to see ushi standing there tears in his eyes while your son babbles “dada”

Your son was turning 3 when Ushijima moved you gently into a wall smirking down at you and you know the look on his face

“I wanna get you pregnant again, fuck how gorgeous you looked pregnant with him, shit I want to pump you full.” He says kissing you deeply making you groan glad Semi and Goshiki decided to take your son for the weekend

Well Ushijima lived up to his promise because after 8 rounds and 1 month later you were pregnant

Ushijima wasn’t crazy overprotective the first time, but finding out you were caring a little girl he went overboard and refused to let you even carry your son

Of course your son didn’t mind, he loved his daddy and loved being held by him even if it meant he had to be still in his fathers arms

Ushijima sung baby songs to your bump even when you told him that baby didn’t have ears yet he dropped a fact Bomb making you laugh

“Doesn’t matter, they’d known the vibrations from the embryonic fluid shaking.” He said calmly making you laugh loudly but he kisses your stomach

There was once where your son feel ill and Ushijima refused to leave his side even holding your little boy all night while he cried and got sick making you miserable because seeing your child sick was the worst

Ushi made you go to bed while he actually crawled into the very very small bed and pulled your son close watching movies to relax him

When it was time for school it was actually Ushijima who was a mess because not seeing his child right when he got home was going to be torture

And not hearing those familiar pattering of feet and a baby voice yelling “Dada!” Was going to be torture and you scuffed complaining about how yours wasn’t good enough and he nodded which earned him sleeping on the couch for a good week

Ushijima was a good father, a father who had his ghosts and enemies but they new if they wanted a gruesome death then to never go for his children and wife unless they never wanted to be seen again

you fucked up

idk what you’re referring to but probably

Could you write a Conner Kent (from the Young Justice cartoon) x Reader oneshot, where Reader meets Conner at school and helps him out during his first few weeks there? And they grow closer to eachother?

I’m am so sorry this took way to long

Warning:None

Word count:1703 (sorry it’s so short)

When the second bell rang you where all the way in the parking lot behind your high school. Happy Harbor high was built like a prison and you had to run from the parking lot and through the gates to get to the front of the buildings. Each day you pulled up to school at exactly 7:55 leaving you five minutes to dash across campus.

You first-period teacher was used to you bursting in right as the bell rings. Sometimes if you were really late you brought her coffee and prayed she didn't mark you tardy.

Today was one of those days.

Larry the guard outside the gate who always stands out there ten minutes after the bell to let you in greets you with a smile. Large black coffee no cream two sugars.

You handed him his coffee and raced through the gate as he locked it behind you. The quad was barren and empty. Most kids were already in class since it started at 8:00 and it is 8:15.

Fifteen minutes late not your worst but definitely not good. When you got to the large doors of your indoor school. The usually crowded halls where ghostly empty. Your class was just down the hall past the front office. The attendance ladies sat in front of the clear doors facing the hallway. Anyone who dares to pass by after class has begun will earn a tardy slip followed by two hours of detention.

SO you stand peaking your head at the door to see if the two demons look away. They seem to be talking to another kid, that poor soal. When you think they aren't going to look up for a while you do your best tiptoe past the door.

You are almost out of sight about to get off scot-free when your victories thoughts are so rudely interrupted, "Miss Y/L/N."

Mrs. Cox had poked her head out of the door looking you like you are a mouse who had stumbled into the lion's den, "Yes?"

"Come in dear." Her smirk turned into a sickeningly sweet smile. One that you had only seen painted on her face in front of the principal. Nevertheless, you followed the hungry lion into the den. The office lights where a flickering hospital blue. You followed her right up to her tall desk next to the boy she had been talking to earlier, "Mr. Kent this is Y/N she will be the one showing you around school this week."

You had never signed up to be a campus guide, "Wait wha-?

"Don't you remember Y/N? to work off all those detentions you have for being tardy."

Just because you weren't late to first period doesn't mean you weren't a little late for some of the others. It looks like Mrs. Cox is using that against you now. "Yes of course."

Mrs. Cox smiled and handed the boy a map of the school along with his class schedule. It was during this you finally got a good look at the boy. He was tall with short black hair and bright blue eyes. He was quite muscular for boys your age, he would probably be good on the football team.

"Ready?" you asked him once he had gathered all of his stuff. He didn't respond, instead, he just grabbed his bag and started walking towards the door.

You sigh realizing how much of a pain this is going to be. You look at his schedule and see that his first-class is not far away from yours so you take him there first and tell him you will meet him outside his room after class to show him his next one.

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When you got over to his classroom he stood leaning against the door. "Alright, dude what's your next class?"

"Conner."

"What?"

"My name is Connor, not Dude."

You laugh for a second and nodd, "Okay Conner where is your next class?"

Luckily he had the same class as you. You both had art, which was your favorite class, so you wouldn't be late.

When you both got to your class you sat together in the back. Today you knew you would be painting which was one of your favorites. After your teacher gave the class isles and a canvas you were allowed to paint something in nature. You mixed your paints getting started ready to paint a beautiful forest scene. As you began you felt yourself drifting off into a zone. All of your attention was on the artwork in front of you. As you reached next to you to grab water to clean your brush you accidentally knocked over the palet of paint, it landed upsidedown on Conners jeans.

Immediately you sprung up pulling it off and seeing the mixture of colors on his clothes. "I am so sorry," so mumble trying to gather your stuff.

Conner just sighs, "It's fine."

"Are you sure?" you ask upset that you spilled paint all over him on his first day.

Conner takes his paintbrush and dips it in red as you stre at him confused he takes the paintbrush with the dollup of red and brushes it across your nose, "Even," he states with a flat face.

You are confused at his lack of emotion. You decide to grab some blue from the bottle next to you and swipe it across Conners unsuspecting cheek. He looks back at you with an eyebrow raised as you grin at him evilly. He takes a thicker brush now, dipping it in some green and drags it across your arm. You gawk at him and grab your own thick brushing swirling it purple and swipe it across his mouth. He laughs for the first time and grabs a handful of pink paint and smushes it around on your arms. You gasp earning some shushes from the students around you. With your left hand, you grab orange and yellow with your right, you grab Conners head and rub the paint up his cheeks to his hair. Connor dunks his hands in green and blue and flicks the color so it splatters across your shirt. You grab your own colors and do the same back. Connor is about to do it again when your teacher interrupts, "Miss Y/L/N, Mr. Kent! go to the principal's office.

You and Connor both look at each other shocked but still trying to contain your giggles. You each stand from your seats and walk towards the door. Your classmates watch you both as you walk in silence. When you finally step from the awkwardly quiet room you burst out laughing. You can see Conner smile next to you, "Sorry," you say again.

"It's okay," he shrugs.

When you both make your way into the principal's office the rude office ladies make you stand and wait not wanting to get any paint on their seats. It turns out the principal was out that day so you both got off. You both had to spend the rest of the day with paint on your clothes. You were able to wash the paint off your arms and face but splatters still remained on your shirt, and conner still had the stain on his jeans.  You took Conner to the rest of his classes that day. After the incident in art you both talked a lot more. He seemed to open up after. That and you started to enjoy you ring the new guy around campus. When the school day was over you both said your goodbyes and you went back home.

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The bell rings through your ears. This time however, you are already seated in your class. This morning you had woken up extra early in order to get to school on time to take Conner to his class. Your teacher was surprised to see you all in before the bell for the first time ever. Your teacher was still a bit flustered well the bell rang for class to end and you exited. After you left you found Conner standing outside his classroom and took him to class. You both chatted and laughed as you walked around the halls. Thankfully you didn't have art today so you wouldn't have to go back in that awkward class.

The lunch bell rings and you drag yourself out of your boring math class. You are mindlessly walking down the hall when a familiar boy runs up beside you. You smile looking over at Conner glad to have made a new friend at this school. You turn out to the quart-yard to find a relaxing spot in the grass to sit and eat your lunch. When you finally find your spot under a tree in the shade Conner sits beside you pulling out his food as you do the same. You both sit in a comfortable silence eating peacefully. Lunch is partially through when a girl around your age with light skin and red hair runs in front of you both. She doesn’t pay you much attention as she turns to Connor. You had never seen the girl b4fore and wondered how she new the new student but you guessed by her cheerleading uniform it was for school spirit. “Hey Conner want to come eat lunch with me?” She asked smiling ant the boy beside you.

You sat quietly observing the conversation between the two, ‘No thank you Megan,” Conner replied curtly making the girl you now know as Megan frown.

“Okay,” the girl shrugs,”see you after school then,”

After she walks away you turn back to Conner,”Who was that?” You ask him.

Conner looks at you seemingly piecing together his response in his mind, “She’s a friend from this after school club.”

You hum not quite believing him, “what club?’

Connor tilts his head at you filling his eyes, “can’t tell you.”

You sighed dramatically, “will you ever tell me?”

“Maybe some day.”

And he did. You where surprised to say the least. Even years after this conversation when you finally found out his secret you where first speechless. However there is one thing you did say,

“Coolest club ever!”