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𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐅 2k words platonic harry potter x gn!reader — masterlist | inbox | taglist | home

synopsis In which your best friend, the boy who lived, needs some help breaking into Snape’s classroom to steal back the marauders map. Try not to get caught!

tags fluff, platonic hand holding, readers Hogwarts house is unspecified, takes place during the goblet of fire, this duo has half a braincell combined, brief mentions of bisexual harry, joking mention of homophobia, no use of the term y/n, they get a bit sappy but just for a second, this is slightly self-indulgent...

The draft in the emptied halls of Hogwarts had you shivering ever so slightly. You hugged yourself as if to cling onto the last bit of warmth that was coursing through your veins. Trying to keep the sound of your shoes silent as they pressed down onto the hard flooring, while simultaneously speed walking down the halls, proved to be a difficult task. The only sounds you could hear were your shivering breaths and silent clicks of your shoes.

Until suddenly, that wasn't the only noise filling the empty halls.

You thought you were imagining it at first. The sound of soft footsteps right behind you, but every time you turned around, nobody was there, and the sounds of footsteps ceased to a halt. Although, you could've sworn you'd heard a small huff, like breathless laughter.

Glaring slightly at the empty hall behind you, you turned back around and picked up the pace back to your dormitory. Once again, you heard it, faint footsteps behind you. Before you could even turn around again, you felt hot air blow straight into your ear. You let out a silent scream and practically leapt 10 feet in the air. Your fight or flight responses kicked in and you chose fight, throwing your fists in all directions. You swear if this is peeves, you'll —

A cackle rang through your ears, and you raised an eyebrow. This doesn't sound like peeves cackles. Before you could internally go through all possible solutions as to who or what it may be, the sudden appearance of your best friends floating head answered all you question.

Harry wore an expression of great amusement (much to your displeasure), grinning from ear to ear and eyes scrunched up, shaking, trying to hold back his louder laughs that might've escaped and have Filch hobbling down the corridors. Due to his shaking, the rest of his invisibility cloak slipped off, he was clutching his stomach and scrunching up his night robes.

You were the first to say something, "It is never that funny." You glared, crossing your arms. Harry just snickered louder "It absolutely was, you should've seen your face! Oh Merlin, and the way you were punching absolutely nothing, you looked ridiculous." He held up both his fists in the air, mimicking popeye the sailor. At that point, you couldn't stop the grin from spreading across your face, marching over to him and seizing his wrists, you started lightly pushing him. He just grinned even more and started pushing you back lightly as well, so it looked like you both had some inexplicable force holding you together.

It was a normal occurrence to find Harry roaming the great halls at random hours of the night. Hell, you would sometimes tag along with him, usually accompanied by Ron and Hermione as well. This particular night, however, he seemed to be going solo. You couldn't help asking "What are you doing down here at this hour anyways?" His grin fell slightly and he rolled his eyes "ugh, don't get me started..." He said, before getting started. He started going on a long and exaggerated tirade about how earlier in the evening, he tried taking a peek at the marauders map to see if he could sneak into the prefects bathroom and work out the next clue for the Triwizard tournament, only to have Professor Snape apparently 'spawn out of thin air' (his words) and snatch the map from him, of course, deducting Gryffindor house points in the process.

"So, I'm down here to steal it back from his office." He finally concluded with a determined look on his face. You both had stopped pushing each other now, so both your hands were interlocked with his midair above both your heads. Definitely an awkward position to be holding, your arms were starting to strain. After a few seconds of silence, he asked "...want to come with me?" You huffed in amusement "obviously". In response, he smiled, you both dropped your arms and harry went to pick up his invisibility cloak with one hand, and keeping his other hand interlocked with yours. You grabbed one end of the cloak and draped it over yourself, as you've done many times before. Harry had done the same on his end, so you were both fully covered.

You knew this would probably end pretty badly for you both, and you both should probably head back to your dorm rooms and head to bed. For all you knew, Snape was watching both your little names on the map. But then the non-logical part of you thought 'did you really care?'

...no!

So, with your hand interlocked in his, you both set off to Snapes office. Silently giggling with him, the thrill of the adventure gets you both high on dopamine, acting like utter fools. By the time you had both made it to the second floor, you were listening intently to him gossip about Cho and Cedric.

"I mean, I was mad at him for taking Cho to the ball, but when he leaned in, giving me that look and told me the prefects bathroom was a 'good place for a bath' I was just like 'oh merlin is he trying to ask me to-'" You're attention was immediately caught elsewhere when you started hearing the very faint sound of footsteps coming in your direction. "Hey shut it for a moment will you?" You cut him off abruptly, trying to listen to the sound that was getting closer, but of course, Harry gasped and started up again.

"Oh, ok, so I guess your homophobic now! Honestly, I-" You just rolled your eyes and jabbed him in the ribs to get him to shut up again. "Ow! Hate crime!" he said, clutching his side. "Shut up and listen you moron! Someone's coming" Thats what finally got him to shut up, you dragged him backwards with you until you both hit the wall, watching as Filch hobbled into the hallway. You felt Harry squeeze your hand tightly, you heard Filch mutter to himself "pesky brats...I'll find you...two weeks' worth of detention I'm sure" his big eyes darting around the halls, before striding down the hall opposite of where Snape's classroom was. You and Harry both sighed in relief. "We're almost there...let's hope we don't run into anybody else." You just hummed in agreement, scurrying off to the Filch-free hallway and finally making it to the front of Potions classroom.

You blinked in surprise. That was surprisingly easy.

Way to easy.

"I don't trust this, Harry..." You whispered to him, nervousness finally creeping up on you. "This was way easier than we expected. What if Snape's been waiting for us?" He just huffed and squeezed your hand in reassurance. "Well, we've made it this far. No use backing out now, right?" You looked at him for a moment before sighing "No I suppose not..." You murmur as Harry slowly grabs the handle on the door and pulls it.

It's unlocked...

You both look at each other skeptically before shuffling inside and hastily closing the door behind you. Nobody was here, and you both let out a relieved sigh before taking off the invisibility cloak and throwing it on a nearby table. You both wasted no time scouring all the possible places where Professor Snape may have hidden the map. You finally come across the last unopened drawer in the classroom, hidden behind a few spellbooks, you almost missed it. With a flick of your wand, the drawer unlocks and springs open, a worn sheet of parchment sits at the top of all other contents in the drawer.

"Harry! I've found it!" You whisper yell, with another flick of your wand, the map flies into your hand and Harry rushes over. Quickly murmuring "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." to check if it's the real map, as the contents of the map reveal itself, Harry's grin falls off his face just as fast as it came. "Shit! Snape and McGonagall are on their way now, we need to find a way to sneak out." Your face drops and you both scamper to the cloak on the desk, hastily pulling it over yourselves and standing next to the door, waiting for Snape and McGonagall. Harry's hand sneaks into your own once again just as they open the door, the minute they do, Harry yanks you out the door before it shuts, he yanks you so hard in fact, that you both fall to the floor the minute you're outside the classroom, groaning slightly as you pull yourself off of Harry. "Go, go, go!" You whisper, picking yourselves up and running down the hall as fast as your legs can carry you. You can hear Snape and McGonagall arguing in the distance, but the sound gets fainter and fainter until you can't hear them anymore.

You don't remember how long you both ran before stopping in some random hallway to finally breathe. Your legs felt like jelly, and you pry yourself out of the cloak as Harry hisses "What if someone sees you?!" but at that point you couldn't care anymore. You lean your head against the wall and slide against it, breathing deeply. Then out of seemingly nowhere, Harry starts laughing. You glance at where he's standing and see he's taken off the invisibility cloak, running his hand through his messy hair and chuckling to himself, he's taken to sliding down the wall as well and sitting next to you. You grin and confusion and huff "What're you laughing at?", but that just makes him laugh harder. You don't know if it's the stress of almost getting caught twice, but you start laughing as well. You’re both clutching you stomachs and laughing your asses off like maniacs in the middle of the hallway. You don’t realize how long you both sat in that hallway until you hear footsteps slowly closing in on you both from either side of the hallway.

You feel the color drain from your face and look at Harry. You're both still grinning slightly but understand the severity of the situation and grab the cloak, hastily throwing it over yourselves, adjusting it slightly and standing up with Harry right as both professors and Filch come from either side of the hallway. “Oh, honestly Severus! Potter is not here. He must've just taken the map and run back to bed." You hear Professor McGonagall complain, she definitely looked tired and pissed off and probably wanted nothing more than to go to bed. Unfortunately, Snape was determined to have her witness whatever Harry was up to at late hours of the night. As Snape and Filch started trying to convince McGonagall that Harry was definitely around here somewhere, you both took it as an opportunity to sneak away as quietly as possible. By the time they had all stopped bickering and actually started looking for Harry, you were both already halfway up the staircase, skipping steps to avoid the ones that are faulty or creak.

"...Well, wasn't that something?" Harry whispered at you, keeping his voice down in case they miraculously heard you. You scoffed "I'm never doing this again." He just rolled his eyes at your complaints "Yeah right, you know you'd do anything for me!" he teased, bumping your hips together. You chuckled "Yeah, I guess I would." You watched as his expression softened for a moment before he started blinking erratically and cleared his throat "Don't start getting all sappy on me! It doesn't suit you." You laughed at how emotional he got, and he immediately started bickering with you again, claiming he wasn't sappy, and he was just feeling a bit tired. You rolled your eyes and chose not to respond, instead you swayed your interlocked arms back and forth. After a few seconds of silence, he murmurs "I'd do anything for you, too." You felt your smile widen and just squeezed his hand in acknowledgment.

You both walked in a comfortable silence until you started to approach the Gryffindor dorms, you both took off the cloak and you decided to break the silence. "Well, this is your destination." You can't help but sigh in relief "You know, I definitely thought we were going to get caught." he says, and you can't help but huff. Yeah well, we better hurry to our dorms before-" "Before a professor catches you both? A little bit late for that" A stern voice said, you stiffened and immediately swerved around to find McGonagall glaring down at the both of you. "I'd say a weeks' worth of detention with me and 15 house points deducted from both of you is a decent punishment, don't you agree?" You would've verbally responded to her out of respect, but you were in such shock all you could do was stare at her and nod slightly, due to the lack of response from your partner in crime, you were sure Harry was doing the same thing.

"You're both very fortunate it was I who found you instead of Snape…” She exclaimed, watching as you to continued to gape at her like fish out of water. “Well then, off to bed, both of you!" She demanded, and you and Harry murmured goodnights and apologies to McGonagall before booking it back to your dorms.

"Honestly those two are just like James and Sirius..." McGonagall said to herself, with a hint of a smile on her face.

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HIII UR BLOG IS SO CUTE !!! i loveee your damian stuff no one understands how he is me and i am him and the 'five things he hates about you' actually drove me to tears i fear. u seem so sweet can we be friends.

HELLO !!! thank you SOSOSO MUCH ure so kind 🙏🙏🙏 ofc we can be friends!!! i love ur blog’s layout <3

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everyone adores you (at least i do!) 𓏵 gn! reader

ꪆ୧ batboys + how they love you

note 🖋️ ⠀.. fluff, sfw, a little angst if you squint, implied romantic relationship, more written under the cut!

bruce wayne has always condemned emotions in his line of work as a weakness and a danger to a loved one. having feelings for someone is something, acting upon them is another. although, he was so weak when it came to you. his adopted children were well aware of the fact; seeing their father smitten was similar to seeing pigs fly— an impossible phenomenon.

the man loves with quiet intensity, possessing a steady presence that speaks louder than words. when he lets you in, it is an act of trust that he doesn't take lightly. he shows his love through protection— ensuring your safety, comfort, and never lacking anything.

but, his love isn't always easy. he struggles with vulnerability, given the circumstances of his life as a vigilante; often retreating into his own world when the weight of responsibilities becomes too much. yet, in the quietest moments, when his hand brushes against yours on a cold night, when he makes your coffee the way you exactly like it, or when he presses a kiss to your forehead as you sleep, you see the depths of his affection.

dick grayson loves with his entire heart. almost to a fault. the kind of lover who will remember everything about you— your coffee order, how you like your blankets folded, or your preferred way to be complimented. his love is expressed is actions and words, whether it’s a random invite to watch your favorite movie in the theaters or a gift full of his reassurance, which he never seems to run out of.

although everything may look perfect in the naked eye, his love feels bittersweet. dick carried the weight of wanting to be everything for everyone, and you’ll often find him hiding his exhaustion behind a playful grin. the best thing you could do is hold him— remind him that it’s okay to rest, that he’s allowed to lean on you too. his love is vibrant and warm, a consistent reminder that even in the darkest moments, there is light.

jason todd’s love is the epitome of a quiet storm. it’s not that he doesn’t feel deeply— on the contrary, he feels so much it overwhelms him. his affection shows in subtle ways: the way his arm lingers around your waist a little longer, the books he leaves on your nightstand with little notes inside, and the protective way he walks on the outside of the sidewalk.

aside from his love being a quiet storm, fitting words for it also include the words: raw and unfiltered. he doesn’t sugarcoat his love; he gives it to you straight. sometimes, he needs reassurance that he’s enough because it’s your presence that grounds him. loving him means understanding his scars while showing he’s more than his pain.

tim drake loves like a puzzle— pieces coming together slowly but purposefully. he’s analytical in everything he does, including the ways to express his growing affection. his love language is often acts of service or gifts, such as fixing something you didn’t even realize was broken or programming a reminder for something you’d forget.

he can get lost in his own head, but he always finds his way back to you. late nights spent in his arms, both of you illuminated by the glow of his laptop, are his favorite moments. he loves how you don’t demand too much of him, like how you accept his quirks and remind him to eat and sleep. his love is thoughtful and enduring, a consistent hum in the background of your life.

damian wayne’s love is intense, almost daunting at first. he doesn’t express his feelings easily, and his affection comes off as sharp and awkward. but beneath the bravado and formality lies a boy who cares so deeply it scares him. damian shows love in ways that are uniquely him— introducing you to his pets, painting something inspired by you, or quoting poetry he’d never admit he memorized for you.

it takes time for damian to let his guard down, but once he does, his love is fiercely loyal and unapologetic. he values integrity and honesty, so he appreciates how you challenge him while still embracing his softer side. loving damian means standing by his side as he grows, knowing his love burns with the intensity of a star.

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i’m sorry i didn’t kiss you 𓏵 gn! reader

ꪆ୧ IN WHICH, damian wayne was never meant to feel anything but hatred, yet you turned his world upside down with your recklessness, optimism, and stubbornness. he hated you for making him care—until he lost you. now, all he’s left with are the memories of everything he despised, and the painful realization that he loved you more than he ever knew.

note 🖋️ ⠀.. contains dark themes, hurt no comfort, character death, angst, mentions of violence!

damian wayne, the son of the demon’s daughter and the bat— the perfect heir for robin’s mantle. dark, slick hair, his eyes were sharper than the tips of it, observant and trained to the deep core. cold, blood-stained hands, that is destined to ruin you. break you down as if you were merely a glass vase. it was supposed to be that way; he swore that fate had planned it all for him in that way, and he did nothing but accept it.

he thought he knew everything like the back of his hand. given by his training from the league of assassins, the unusual intellect and maturity he possessed at such a young age, you’d think he’d have it all.

no, fate is much crueler. nobody had the right to have their happy ending, nor the right to have everything figured out. not until your “everything” was another human being.

when he met you, his hands felt warm; although bloodstained. the red blood drying into his sun-kissed skin due to the warm temperature, and you— being the ever, so perfect angel he had in his life, washed it off of him, hands ever so gentle, as if you weren’t holding a monster. that’s the first thing he hated. he hated the way you made him crave your touch with your angelic words, soft eyes— you were a blessing from the deepest depths of heavens, and he was a curse from the fiery pits of torturous hell.

your recklessness was a force of nature, barreling into situations that made damian’s heart lurch in his chest. every battle was a dance with death, every mission a gamble with your life. you fought with a ferocity that left him breathless, yet he couldn't stand the way you seemed to disregard your own safety. he hated how your recklessness drew him in, how it made him question his own methods. damian's life was one of precise calculations, and you were the unpredictable variable he couldn't account for.

and then there was your optimism, a beacon of light in his world shrouded in darkness. your unyielding belief in the goodness of people grated against damian’s cynicism. he had seen too much, endured too much, to believe in such ideals, yet you persisted. every time you looked at him with those hopeful eyes, it felt like a challenge. damian couldn’t fathom how you could hold onto hope in the face of so much despair. he hated how your optimism made him question his own worldview, how it made him long for a light he believed he could never touch.

your stubbornness was another source of frustration for damian. he prided himself on his ability to bend others to his will, to outmaneuver and outthink them. but you were a wall he couldn’t break down. your stubbornness was infuriating, a constant reminder of his own limitations. you stood your ground, unwavering in your convictions, even when they clashed with his. he hated how you made him feel powerless, how your refusal to yield forced him to confront his own flaws.

and then there was your vulnerability. you wore your heart on your sleeve, a stark contrast to damian’s carefully guarded emotions. your vulnerability was a raw, open wound, and he hated how it made him feel. it was a mirror he didn't want to look into, a reminder of the humanity he had tried so hard to suppress. he couldn't stand how your vulnerability called out to his own, how it made him want to protect you even when he knew he couldn't.

in the end, it was your departure that damian hated most. the mission had gone awry, and you had been caught in the crossfire. he had watched, helpless, as you fell, your lifeblood staining the ground. in that moment, damian felt something break inside him. the world seemed to shatter around him as he cradled your lifeless body in his arms, the reality of your loss hitting him like a freight train.

he hated you for leaving him, for showing him a world beyond the darkness, only to have it ripped away. he hated how your death left a void he couldn’t fill, a wound that wouldn’t heal. in your absence, damian realized that the things he hated most about you were the things he had come to love. and now, without you, he was left with nothing but the cold, empty shell of the life he once knew.

the streets of gotham were just as unforgiving as before, but now they seemed even darker, even more desolate. the laughter, the hope, the stubbornness, all gone. and in their place, a void that swallowed damian whole, a pain that consumed him. in the end, damian wayne hated how much he loved you, and how he couldn’t save you from the fate that had been written long before he ever knew your name.

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damian al ghul wayne dating hcs

tags. fluff, no angst :3 also my first damian work yipee!

i feel like this boy has a TON of drawings dedicated to you, or is you. like, your favorite food, animal, etc.

one time, he tried challenging his artistic skills by using ONLY your favorite color on one painting

it’s still his favorite painting

his hands literally have muscle memory on how to draw you 😭

speaking of muscle memory, i feel like he’d be the type to really memorize your face, every contour and line of it. while you’re not looking, he’s memorizing how your face is sculpted

very, very chivalrous. a rare trait we see from men these days

he’ll always open doors for you, pull out your chair, and always walk on the side of the sidewalk closest to the street.

despite his rich background, i feel that he isn’t the type to always shower you in gifts, rather, he gives you gifts that actually has meaning to them, rather than just buying you random luxury.

for example, you mention this one thing you’ve wanted ONCE, he buys it for you secretly, and you spot it outside of your doorstep a day later 😭

the type to be protective, but he’s not SMOTHERING you with his protective tendencies, if ykwim

he’s just hyper-aware when the both of you are in a public space together; you get one bad look at someone? he’s already thinking of countless of curses at the person.

he’s def not big on public displays of affection, but, he’s a HUGEE softie in private

if you tease him about it, he’ll give you a side-eye and definitely deadpan at you

i feel like he’d love dates with shooting ranges, just to test each other’s skills

he’s really competitive though

so when you beat him, he finds himself falling harder for you

his brothers say that his eyes never looked so bright until he met you

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wonder trio : favorite type of date ?

SHOTO TODOROKI is in need and has been yearning for tranquility and quiet all his life. away from loud voices, and chaos. his heart is the embodiment of soft, and gentle love. the kind where both of you would find each other planning a future together, but without uncertainty or hesitation. the kind of love where the sound of papers crinkling under your hands as you attempt to make paper rings sound like wedding bells instead of actual paper. shoto adores going into art museums, adoring the many pieces of art— including you.

KATSUKI BAKUGOU is the personification of fiery passion and unstoppable energy. the tough walls that surround him is as tough as his own personality— mirroring his physical strength, his love for training and competition. talking about strength, the blonde would love gym dates, where you two challenge each other with beating hearts, passing your limitations while the air is intoxicated by thrill and andrenaline. it’s a stupid thought, but does he have his sweat— which is like nitroglycerin, in his heart? maybe that’s why it suddenly feels like on the verge of exploding every time he looks at you.

boundless curiously was something that seemed to swim in IZUKU MIDORIYA’S heart daily. his favorite date is one spent in a cozy bookstore, where each aisle is a treasure trove of stories waiting to be uncovered. with izuku, the simple act of browsing through shelves becomes almost an ethereal act, his love for adventure and learning shining through with every page turned. being in that bookstore with him, surrounded by the scent of paper and the promise of new worlds and visions, feels like living in a storybook where every moment is filled with happy endings and endless possibilities.

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what does love feel like?

tags. multiple characters, implied relationship, fluff, kind of messy tbh, i do NOT know how to tag properly 😭🙏

marrying your best friend. sneaking out and into each other's windows. playful arm wrestling. affectionate glares. dating the human embodiment of a golden retriever. yapper x yapper. sunshine x sunshine protector. a slow burn best friends to lovers. kisses on the cheek before one leaves. small pecks on the lips for "goodluck". hand-holding everywhere and everytime. not the first love, but the greatest.

— DENKI KAMINARI, mina ashido, SATORU GOJO, EJIRO KIRISHIMA, leo valdez, PERCY JACKSON, meguru bachira, yuji itadori

being or were highschool sweethearts. first love. awkward hand-holding. dates on a ferris wheel. kissing under the stars. teaching each other, despite their focus immediately getting interrupted when they look at you. making playlists together. getting shipped by friends. passing notes secretly. late-night calls and messages. knowing every detail of the coffee you love, making it for you every morning in which you have a busy day ahead of you.

— shoto todoroki, annabeth chase, SHOKO IEIRI, megumi fushiguro, MOMO YAOYOROZU, RIN ITOSHI, kenyu yukimiya, yo hiori, hyōma chigiri

teenage dirtbags. sneaking out of each other's houses at ungodly hours. messy kisses. play-fighting. teasing nicknames. secret handshakes. making own codes or signs for every little thing. skating together. cheesy n corny pickup lines. calling in the middle of the night just to say 'hi' or annoy the other. spamming your phone. last minute dates and hangouts.

— hanta sero, KATSUKI BAKUGOU, shidou ryusei, nobara kugisaki, YOICHI ISAGI, maki zenin

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hiii!!! i really lovee your writing, can i request a monoma fic where he asks his s/o on a valentines date??? ik its not february anymore but ive thought about it and i think its really cutee :33 feel free to ignore this request if youre not comfortable with this!!! ♡

i blinked, and suddenly, i had a valentine

tags. fluff, gn! reader, reader is also a U.A student, implied relationship

neito monoma has always been the one for theatrics, series, and movies; ever since he was a child, he found himself allured by the the drama, the spectacle, the applause; to the point that he found himself seeing his life as a theatre act itself, secretly hoping to have a happy ending, just like the characters that actors portrayed.

however, he wasn't the main character of his own life. that's what he felt, what you never told, and how you never let him feel. unlike the side character he felt like he was, he never faded into the background, because you were holding him in the spotlight, where he was sure you'd come from; as if your fingers were intertwined, and you were refusing to let go. you were always stubborn, after all.

scrambling across his dorm room, the blond teen scribbles on a small whiteboard he had bought from a small d.i.y store while he was on a mall date with you. neito had been brainstorming for the last 20-ish minutes, at least that's what he thinks. he was struggling to think of a way to ask you out.

his ego was shattering with each letter he typed on google, the letters forming a sentence that was "how to ask your first girlfriend out for beginners"; last time he remembered himself doing this, he was 10 years old, and he did not have a lover whatsoever. he scrolled for a while before deciding that no internet article could capture what he wanted to say to you. frustrated, he threw his phone onto the bed and stared at the whiteboard, now filled with crossed-out phrases and doodles of hearts, a huff escaping his lips.

"alright, neito, think," he muttered to himself. "this is just another performance. you've got this."

taking a deep breath, he grabbed a clean sheet of paper and began to write from his heart. he poured all his emotions into the letter, writing about how much you meant to him and how you had changed his life. he wrote about how you made him feel like the main character in his own story and how he wanted to create more chapters with you.

satisfied with his letter, he folded it neatly and slipped it into an envelope. he glanced at the clock and realized he only had a few hours left before he was supposed to meet you. quickly, he tidied up his dorm room, changed into his best outfit, and grabbed the flowers he had bought earlier.

at precisely 6 p.m., he stood outside your dorm, his heart pounding in his chest. when you stepped out, looking as beautiful as ever, he felt a rush of confidence washed over him, as well as pride; your appearance never failed to entice him.

"hey," he greeted you, a bit breathless.

"hey yourself," you replied, smiling. "you look great."

"you too," he said, his nerves calming slightly at your smile. "i have something for you."

he handed you the envelope and the flowers, watching anxiously— maybe dreadfully as you opened the letter and began to read. your eyes scanned the words, and he saw your smile grow wider with each sentence.

when you finished, you looked up at him, nothing but pure unadulterated affection in your eyes; it felt like his heart melted into a whole new one. "neito, this is beautiful."

he stepped closer, taking your hand in his. "so, will you be my valentine?" he asked, his voice soft but steady; forcing himself to look into your eyes, that he ever so adored.

you wrapped your arms around him in a tight hug, whispering in his ear, "of course, neito. i'd love to."

the evening was flawless. neito took you to a rooftop restaurant he had reserved, the city lights creating a magical backdrop. you enjoyed a delicious meal, the conversation flowing effortlessly as always. after dinner, he led you to the dance floor, where you swayed to soft classic music, lost in each other's eyes, like you were two characters in a cheesy romcom.

under the stars, he held you close, whispering sweet nothings in your ear. you felt like you were the only two people in the world, and in that moment, neito knew that his life had indeed become the theatre act he had always dreamed of—with you as his co-star.

as the night came to an end, he walked you back to your dorm, his hand never leaving yours. he kissed you goodnight, a promise of many more perfect nights to come.

"thank you for tonight," you said, your voice filled with love. "It was perfect."

"no," neito replied, his eyes filled with adoration. "you're perfect."

as you closed the door behind you, you couldn't help but smile. It had been a valentine's Day to remember, and with neito by your side, you knew every day would be filled with love and joy, just like in the theatre acts he had always dreamed of.

and as he catches the sight of your closed door, he turns around, "i finally did it!" he whispers softly, pumping a fist in the air as he walks back to his own dorm, his heart overloaded with affection.

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⌕﹕riordanverse

midnight dates are sworn to secrecy, nico di angelo.

hoo characters as small things that bring people comfort.

daughter of hecate! reader, leo valdez.

mornings with the seven.

s/o's birthday, leo valdez.

dating / crush headcanons, percy jackson.

daughter of demeter! reader, leo valdez.

date headcanons, leo valdez.

dating headcanons, leo valdez.

⌕﹕my hero academia

enemies in public, lovers in private, neito monoma.

s/o has period cramps, neito monoma.

i blinked and suddenly, i had a valentine, neito monoma.

favorite type of date, shoto todoroki, katsuki bakugou, and izuku midoriya.

⌕﹕blue lock

dating headcanons, meguru bachira.

s/o gets into physical fights, seishiro nagi &. meguru bachira.

s/o gets into physical fights, reo mikage.

⌕﹕misc

dating headcanons, damian al ghul wayne.

batboys + how they express their love!

5 things damian wayne hates about you.

nights like these, multiple characters.

what does love feel like? multiple characters.

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HII I really like your work, and I was wondering if are ok w us being moots??

hai!!! ofc ofc :3 thank you for the honors, my new mootie (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡ I ABSOLUTELY LOVE UR SHOTO PFP BTW!!

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heyy :3 if ur requests are open, could i ask for a nico fic where during the time he was away from camp, him and reader ended up getting together through secretly meeting up with each other and going on small dates while others thought the reader was just training or smth? i hope that makes sense LMAO

gn! reader

tags. fluff, that's it 😭😭

"i'm supposed to be training as soon as it's 8 AM,"

"yes, and?" nico raised a brow at you. he had snuck into your room using his ability to shadow travel. once he caught the sight of your unimpressed expression, he sighs.

he had no choice but to unleash his secret weapon.

the "p" word.

"please?" he added, nonchalantly. no effort whatsoever. you teased with a grin that he so ever adored. "at least put in more effort! my theatre teacher would be absolutely mad at you!" a mix of a whine and a tease cut through your lips.

he gives you an unimpressed expression. however, his eyes hold a slight amused glint in them.

"c'mon. it'll be quick," your boyfriend added as a last resort, his voice raspy. he had been in and out of camp these past few weeks. nobody knew where he was going, nor what he was doing except for you. well, he trusted you enough; the walls he'd built the first time you two met was not enough for your astounding determination to be close with him.

the mission in general was to be his friend. but, you ended up being his lover in the end. oh well. being his lover wasn't so bad, anyway — it was perfect. one of the perks of being his lover included small dates at random hours.

you couldn't help but chuckle at your boyfriend's very much feeble attempt to play it cool, knowing fully well that he was at your mercy. "hmm, tempting," you mused, tapping a finger against your chin in mock consideration. "but, I don't know.."

nico's facade of indifference crumbled slightly, replaced by a soft smile that melted your very heart. a small huff comes out of his lips. "i'll return you back here before seven," he assured you, his voice low and earnest.

rolling your eyes playfully, you finally relented; much to nico's relief. the boy was far too irresistible to deny, anyway. "fine," you shrug, before making a deal. "if we get caught, you owe me extra fries,"

your boyfriend nods, a small and faint chuckle erupting his throat as his eyes alight with mischief while he reaches for your hand, pulling you out of bed and into the night. as you made your way through the shadows, hand in hand, you couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement coursing through your veins.

you sit across each other in the dimly lit corner of a fast-food restaurant, sharing fries and chatting amongst each other. you and nico swear that it wasn't you two planning it, but, you both ended up exploring the entire city, hand-in hand.

meanwhile, in camp half blood, there were three people, all sharing one thought. the three people were percy, annabeth, and grover.

"grover! have you seen (name), lately?" annabeth asks, approaching the curly haired brunette. it was currently 8 AM. you and annabeth were known to be close; it was natural for her to be worried, since she hasn't seen you eat breakfast or come out of your cabin. in response, the satyr gives a small frown, shaking his head. "'m sorry, i haven't,"

"they're probably training..somewhere." percy jumps into the conversation; his black hair is messy and all over the place, and dried up drool on the corner of his lips. annabeth nods, sighing at her boyfriend's messy hair.

"yeah!" grover assured, nodding.

you suddenly sneezed, covering your nose with a tissue that nico immediately gave you. "bless you," he mumbles. at this point, he accidentally managed to make you forget your original plans in the morning. you both forgot your actual plans in the morning.

"i think someone talked about me,"

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hoo characters as small things that bring people comfort

tags. fluff, lowk self-indulgent, corny as hell, gn! reader, implied relationship, not proofread

annabeth chase is the human embodiment of books, just like the ones she reads often. just like the ones she'd read to you; either rambling about how amazingly accurate it is, or how it just didn't reach her approval due to the font being hard to read. like a book, she's hard to understand. you'd have to be reading her first pages for you to grasp her fully, and stay even when the pages seem to be ripping itself apart; stay until her last page, and she'll remain until yours. together, you'll make a new book of your own, and make sure to never let the readers reach the ending. it's non-existent, annabeth is sure of it.

you don't know if it's because percy jackson was the son of Poseidon or not, but his presence feels the same way as warm water hugging your body, giving tingles all over your skin. after a long day, a warm shower is just what you need; once percy sees his lover look exhausted, he immediately thinks of ways to take care of them. warm showers always helped; like percy, it'd hug your body, wash away all the "filth" off your figure. like warm showers, percy kisses the things that you deem ugly on your body, and his words "wash" away your insecurities.

like frank zhang, the gentle flicker of a scented candle calms your every nerve, just like the small whispers you and frank exchange secretly. scented candles may melt away, but its' scent lingers, staying with you until its' very last breath. frank wishes to do the same, just like a scented candle. he wants to be around you, filling your environment with his presence. would you be willing to be the light to his candle, one day?

piper mclean's embodies the essence of a cup of herbal tea flawlessly. just like the soothing warmth and comforting scent of herbal tea, the daughter of Aphrodite emits a calming presence, wherever her feet brings her. whenever you pour out your heart, her empathetic gaze reflects your emotions like ripples on a small pond. in her presence, you feel engulfed by a sense of serenity, as if every worry melts away like sugar dissolving in hot water. and just like a cup of herbal tea, piper leaves you feeling refreshed and rejuvenated, with just her mere words of affection, only catered towards you, only.

roses are gorgeous, and their sharp thorns protect their bloom, piercing through anyone's skin with ease. hazel levesque is someone you'd see as a rose. together, you and hazel create a tapestry of shared experiences, each moment acts like a delicate petal adding depth to your connection. like a rose's thorns, the daughter of pluto harbors hidden strength underneath her freckled figure. her words keep shining through adversity like the vibrant hues of a rose in full bloom. most of those words contain the promises she had given you. just as a rose brings color and fragrance to the world, hazel brings light and warmth to those around her, especially to you, her dear lover.

leo valdez's little acts of affection give the same feeling of a warm, weighted blanket. well, the son of Hephaestus himself acts like a blanket sometimes; his body naturally eradicates the cold temperature. weighted blankets don't get pushed away too easily, and leave a lingering feeling of their weight once you remove them from your body. like a weighted blanket, leo valdez doesn't allow you to push him away. no matter what you're saying; as long as leo's around, your words don't ever fall on deaf ears. his words linger in your mind, and they're always sickeningly sweet.

jason grace's arms offer you the same, if not, better protection of a shield. jason stands tall and resolute, similar to the shields you'd see in the armory. his presence itself is a sturdy shield; sure, you may not see it, but you can feel it shielding you from the harsh blows of life's battles whenever he is around. just as a shield provides a sense of security in the midst of chaos, his presence anchors you into a calm sea. like a shield, he is willing to hold your hand no matter the place or time, and his heart of steel melts into your presence, pouring its' contents shamelessly.

if moonlit nights were a person, nico di angelo is a perfect example. like the soft glow of the moon, the son of Hades provides a quiet and steady presence, offering solace with his calm demeanor. he holds your hand, playing with your fingers while you ramble about your daily life. the midnight sky would be the grass of the spot you guys secretly claimed at camp; the same way the moon does, nico rests in the midnight sky, knowing he'll wake up in your arms, his one and only star; the one that stays with the moon.

will solace's smile is brighter than a sunrise whenever he's with you. his lips slowly curl up, until his mouth successfully turns into a toothy grin. like a sunrise, the blond never fails to remind you that every day is a new start; a new beginning. you don't need to do anything drastic to fulfill yourself. because everything restarts the moment the sunrise appears. maybe it was because he was the son of Apollo, or for another unknown reason. all you knew was that like sunrises, will solace never fails to greet you early in the morning and give you cheeky, little kisses filled with love; dripping from his very heart.

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Hiii just read your most recent work with nagi and bachira w/ a s/o who constant gets into fights, can we get another one but with reo? :)

gn! reader

mentions of fights and injuries, but it's vague, hurt/comfort

reo mikage with a s/o who constantly gets into fights

ever since you and reo started being friends, he was by your side- all the time

and that lasted more throughout your relationship

i feel like he'd know immediately, though 😭 you cannot keep secrets from this man

he catches all the hints. the way you cover your wrist, saying that it's sore, or the way your voice slightly cracks when you say that you just fell whenever he asks you about a new bruise you've gotten

he asks about it, but doesn't pry or force you to open up about it

he does get more observant, though

he tries to keep you safe by always hanging out with you, and asking you to go to a café with him after school so you wouldn't be alone

when he does see you get in a fight, bro goes livid 😭

def cussed the person you're fighting out before grabbing your wrist to lead you to safety

at the same time he's frustrated that he didn't know about the situation earlier, but he knew he couldn't and shouldn't blame you, it was a hard thing to open up about anyway

i feel like he'd be the type to try and lighten up the mood while he takes care of your injuries with light jokes, they come out very awkward, though

"(name), what do bees make when they reproduce? beebies..!" while he's patting alcohol on your wound as gentle as he could

the type to kiss your wounds or scars after every fight, giving you small words of reassurance

to keep your mind off everything, he tells you little stories about his day, especially about his soccer practice

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gn! reader

📒: mentions of fighting, bruises/injuries, headcanons, mentions of blood, hurt/comfort, might be ooc, some angst in nagi's part, this is a reupload cause my original post didn't show up in tags D:

reo mikage version

meguru bachira

this boy cares for you a lot

ever since he found someone that didn't find him weird aka you, he was as loyal as a dog. if not, more loyal; following you around, looking at you with nothing but love and endless devotion

so if he ever heard you get into a fight, he'd fight with you, defending you as hard as he could; he firmly believes in the quote, "eye for an eye"

you get punched in the eye? next thing y'know meguru punches your opponent in the eye harder than they did with you

he doesn't let you get hurt anymore the moment his eyes catch the sight

however, there are some times where he'd be cheering for you in the fight instead of fully jumping in

he'd be riling you up IMMENSELY and shoves anyone off if they tried insulting you

when the fight ends, he drags you to a private area, helping you clean your wounds as carefully as he can, while he comments how proud he is that he has such a strong lover

he makes sure you're physically, and mentally okay basically, giving you words of affection and kissing your bruises, wishing he could do more to ease the pain.

however, unbeknownst to you, he confronts the people that have messed with you, after every fight

once it happens, it'll never happen again - he doesn't want to lose you

y'know how he says that he thinks his weak point is how he doesn't worry a lot? he worries a lot when it comes to only you

the people that have messed with you delivered a 10-page apology letter in your locker the day after the fight

extra: he definitely doodles on your bandages, "meguru was here!" is something he'd doodle the most

seishiro nagi

i feel like he most likely wouldn't find out until someone tells him, since he often hangs out alone and plays games all the time

he finds out through social media, or from reo

worst case scenario? he'd be too late, and the next thing he knew he had to visit you in the clinic because he wasn't aware. he wasn't able to do anything

he's never been so awake??? it was the first time you'd see nagi actually profusely sweating without playing soccer

he holds your hand, giving you small, gentle kisses as well as soft apologies, his voice soft

ever since that incident, he's always with you- he makes sure to not leave you alone, at all

whenever you two are alone, he kisses your scars or healed wounds; especially if you're ever feeling insecure about them. he gives you a lot of reassurance and tells you that his love for you hasn't and never will change.

he makes sure to keep himself around you more, holding your hand and using his tall figure to intimidate anyone who messes with you

he'd also definitely doodle on your bandages whenever you have them on your body; he'd mostly draw choki, or small smiley faces

aside from his worry, there's also pride within him

YES you get into fights, but that means you don't back down?? that concept to him makes you attractive to him 10000x more.

extra: he cuddles you after everything that's happened, playing with your hair while you lay your head on his chest <3

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Hiiii I dunno if your still taking requests but could you write headcanons for leo valdez x daughter of hecate who has a pet dog (cause their hecates sacred animal ofc) and maybe has a lot of tattooes? Thx sm <3

(No pressure)

leo valdez x daughter of hecate! reader

📒: headcanons, fluff <3, making out is mentioned once

he's absolutely enamored by you

at first he was lowkey intimidated because of your godly parent but the moment he got to talk to you he could feel himself melt?? bro was questioning if he was still fireproof at this rate

he ABSOLUTELY loves your dog (your dog probably barked at him at first sight though 😭)

gifts your dog little accessories or trinkets, as well as you!! for example, a new collar or a lead for ur dog, and a necklace for u

i feel like your dog would appear randomly everytime you and leo are making out?? idk man i feel it'd just be standing in the corner, lurking

leo prays for his life

leo walks around saying harry potter picks up lines to you so casually

HE'D GIVE YOU ONE OF THOSE HOGWARTS LETTERS AS A JOKE I SWEAJRJRR

but instead of the letter saying "congrats, you've been accepted into hogwarts!" it'd say, "congrats, you've accepted into Leo Valdez's heart, the bad boy supreme!" with a little wink under the text

scared of your siblings bcs he doesn't wanna accidentally piss them off and make himself hit the magical ball that turns people into a pig

because of that, you two resort into sneaking off into small remote spots in the camp instead of into eachothers' cabins

bro calls the spot "our spot" !! he gatekeeps it IMMENSELY

how is he gonna gatekeep a public place? he just can.

since children of Hecate have the ability to shift themselves into the persona of 3 different people, i feel like he'd definitely fall in love with you 10000x more whenever he sees you shift into "The Mother" which basically is used to soothe anyone

he falls asleep immediately after hearing your voice in that form

he is also IN LOVE with your tattoos.

once tried to doodle a copy of your tattoos on his arm 😭 (he gave up when he smudged it once)

since he couldn't doodle it properly on his arm, he doodles it on multiple machines he'd make, like a little contribution for you

it's really noticeable too, he does NOT hide his love for you at all

if your tattoos have like little gaps or aren't fully colored, he fills in the gaps every time he could, drawing a small marker from his hand and colouring it in

when he's in a bad mood, he runs off to find you and snuggles his face into your neck, tracing your tattoos with his index finger while his other arm is wrapped around your waist

he also definitely asks you what the stories of your tattoos are, why you got them, or how it felt like when you got them

he always ends up debating whether or not to get a matching tattoo with you

eventually, when your relationship had been going on for at least six months, you guys got a matching tattoos

when you guys got matching tattoos, he was so so so giddy 😭 showing the tattoo off to the seven or anyone that'll listen to him

the relationship would be so 'sunshine x sunshine protector' coded for real

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