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gaywineauntsstuff · 8 months ago

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Look I’m not the biggest JayRoy fan bc I have shipped DickRoy since I was like 13. However this idea is rlly funny to me.

Bc Dick helped Roy raise Lian in the beginning when he was lost and needed to get his life together.

If Roy and Jason started dating

And Roy introduced her to his boyfriend

And it’s Uncle Dicks little brother.

You think shes calling him anything else???

Like picture this bc once again these. Characters are like 9000 years old and they do not follow the timelines of aging

Lian is born and Dick is helping Roy out in person for a long time, but by the time she’s like 6-7 Dicks very busy with Gotham and bludhaven and new York and him and Roy have had a bunch of falling outs but they’re not letting affect the kid but Dick doesn’t visit as much in person.

Lian is still very attached so Roy will sometimes call Dick on FaceTime and let Lian update him about her life and everything and ramble and for a while that’s the only times Dick and Roy have contact is the text message of

You free Lian misses you?

And Dick spoils the kid rotten, he sends her birthday presents but also half birthday and quarter birthday present. if Roy needs to be somewhere Dick will take her on a trip somewhere just the two of them.

He tells her about his family and Lian becomes obsessed with becoming an acrobat. In the way kids are this gets tacked onto everything else she wants to become

She doesn’t wanna be an astronaut no she wants to be an acrobat astronaut.

She doesn’t wanna be a doctor she wants to be an acrobat doctor.

So on

He tells her cartoon versions of what happens in his life

So the penguin is peddling drugs through the city that he’s purchasing through laundering money with illegal businesses

Becomes

A penguin walked into a laundromat and ate all the Pennies so now he has go find the penguin to get the money back.

And it’s an event when he does come to see her.

She gets so excited and happy bc Dick carries her around all the time and she gets princess treatment 24/7. And he teaches her games they used to play back in the circus and at first Roy was worried bc Dick doesn’t exactly have a scale of normal and he’s not gonna call dick and talk To him but that’s not something they’ve done in years

but then Lian falls off the monkey bars at day care and flips before landing on her feet, perfectly fine.

And when they call him about it they ask about it bc what is a kid doing with flips ofc they’re curious but whatever he is doing? The moms want to know? Is there a class because that could’ve been a really nasty fall and catching yourself is a very good skill to have especially as an active child.

And when he asks Lian if she was scared “no! It’s like game uncle Dick taught me why would I be scared!”

And Roy calls Dick for the first time in years just to talk to him not for him to chat to Lian.

And he asks and Dick just kinda awkwardly admits that that’s how his parents taught him not to be afraid of heights or falls. If you teach kids a life skill through a game they’re less likely to freak in the real life scenario. And Roy is kinda reminded why he became friends with this asshole and why he stuck around and it kinda rekindles their friendship.

And then Roy starts dating Jason and it’s on the DL, bc Jason has issues and Roy isn’t going to introduce someone who isn’t a certain thing to his child. Right.

But things are going well

Very well

And then he decides well fuck it

And they tell people

And everyone is happy for them even Dick despite his very very pained “really Roy my kid brother?”

“Are you gonna give me the shovel talk Grayson”

“God no, you’re a titan which means you’re family which just makes this weird because people I both consider family are dating.”

And then Roy tells Lian

And she is pissed

“Why is Uncle Dicks little brother here”

“Well Lian he’s gonna be around a lot more”

“Does that mean uncle dick is gonna visit more”

“No sweetie but you see uncle dick a lot, Jay over here will just be more around”

“…why?”

“Well because he’s daddy’s boyfriend now”

“Like how Casey’s new mommy and daddy are boyfriend girlfriend”

“Yeah sweetie exactly”

“So he’s gonna be like my new daddy?”

“Well no, unless you want him to but-“

“I don’t”

“What Lian-“

Lian is very angry because she wants her uncle Dick around more and when she told her friend at school her friend said that her new stepmom was around more since her and her friends dad got married

She then logically assumed the ideal way to get her uncle around more was simply to force Dick and Roy to get married.

And since Dick asks for a list of things she wants every year for her birthdays and Easter and Christmas and st. Patrick’s day and All Saints�� Day and Eid and Labor Day and Halloween and holi and Passover and … (no she does not realize not everyone gets gifts on all the holidays that exist, this is very normal to her. Roy had to rent a storage room by the time she was 5)

And Dick has never once not gotten her what she wanted (once she asked to meet the penguin who stole the Pennies and dick took her to the zoo and the showed her the penguin who had a little ziploc baggie of coins tied around its middle-she pointed out that he still had the Pennies and dick said that he felt bad and let him keep just a few)

So anyway she was gonna ask for them to get married on her Christmas list but she wanted to ride a pony and so she was gonna add it to her 1/4 birthday list but now her dad is ruining it because she knows you have to be boyfriend girlfriend before you get married and this is not fair.

So she has a parent trap style vendetta against Jason. He is Meredith Blake.

And Jason who loves little kids is devastated bc his boyfriend’s kid does not like him.

And Roy is confused bc Lian and never acted like this ever.

And Dick has no idea what’s going on bc Lian is eternally an angel with him bc he has gentle parented the shit out of her and also bc he will never see anything she does as wrong ever he knew her when she was a baby that young lady is perfect if you say a derogatory word against her he’ll steal your knee caps.

And one day Lian calls him from preschool and is like “daddy is busy he wants to ask if can you pick me up” and Dick of course says yes because they’ve done this before and sometimes you only have time to make one last phone call.

So he picks Lian up.

And Roy gets there and freaks bc where the HELL IS HIS CHILD. And bc he’s a hero he assumes his identity is compromised and calls Ollie and everything is on lockdown and WTH his going on.

And like 8 hours later Dick calls him and he almost doesn’t pick up and Jason is trying to calm him down and they’re all tracking her but on a whim he answers cuz maybe Dick can help find his baby.

“Hey Roy any ideas when you’re coming to pick Lian up or should I take a day off work tomorrow?”

“What?”

“Dude are you okay you sound wrecked what the hell happened”

“Lian is with you?”

“Yeah- what’s happening Roy?”

“Why is LIAN WITH YOU?”

“She…called me to tell me you were busy and needed someone to pick her up.”

“I-“

“Roy is everything okay”

“She- she called you?”

“Yeah? from the school telephone the same way she does Everytime you have a mission. Roy brief me? Are you okay? Is? Is Jason alright?”

“Can- put Lian on the phone right now.”

“Roy-“

“NOW GRAYSON!”

“Yeah sure okay”

“Hi daddy!”

“Lian why did you ask Dick to pick you up?”

“Yep!”

“Why?”

“Because you were busy”

Deep inhale “who told you I was busy”

“You did”

“I did not-“

“Yeahhh u did, you said you would be with Uncle Dicks little brother”

“What does that have to do with-“

“Go be gross with him I’m mad at you”

“You’re mad at me, young lady I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU FOR HOURS.”

“Why? Just because you forgot about uncle dick doesn’t mean I did”

“Wha- Lian what are you talking about”

They go to Dicks apartment and Lian explains that she is very cross with Roy because he knows uncle dick is her favorite baby sitter and it’s not fair that he gets to marry Jason when Dick is her favorite and since everyone knows that it’s babysitter and dad , boyfriend girlfriend, married. And that’s how Roy finds out that Casey’s new mommy used to be her babysitter and his daughter has been under the assumption that him and Dick were gonna get married since she was four.

And it’s annoying because Jason has never babysat her this whole time and Dick is her favorite baby sitter and he’s dating Dicks brother like that’s the wrong one dad.

Anyway Dick excuses himself to laugh until he cries in his room and Roy is bluescreening while staring at his daughter.

They clear some stuff up but when she’s mad she still calls Jason uncle dicks little brother.

#nightwing #dick grayson #roy harper #Jason Todd #jayroy #dickroy #lian harper #she is a menace #crack #shitpost #she gets the menace from her mom #and dick #and Roy #they’re all menaces #did they expect to raise a normal child

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xjulixred45x · 16 days ago

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On the Kid Yuu thing just imagine Idia meeting them and like it's a mix of sadness because of how much they remind them of Ortho and like happiness because they remind him of Ortho... it would become instant big brother mode... Yuu is now Idia's little sibling... and it creates an almost funny fight between Ignahyde and Dismonia because Idia is trying to steal Yuu to Ignahyde, and Lilia is trying to steal Yuu to Dismonia. They bicker over vc 24/7 it's hilarious. And Yuu is just sitting there like "heh?" But enjoying the attention of people actually wanting them around.

OMG THIS IS SO CUTE

First of all, I firmly believe that if Yuu were a little child, Idia would approach them much sooner than in canon, precisely out of an older brother instinct. Obviously, he doesn't do this in person (at least at first), but rather through his iPad, either by bumping into a lost Child!Yuu in the grand halls of NRC and failing to find the first-years, or by trying to find Grim on their own. Either way, Idia can't bring himself to ignore this creature, so he ends up reluctantly helping Yuu until another student or responsible adult takes over.

From there, the encounters escalate, with Idia eventually bumping into Yuu at lunch, during certain activities, etc. Yuu probably initially approaches him because they thinks his way of going to class without leaving his room with a "super futuristic floating screen" is SO COOL, but eventually they even ends up going after Idia to get him to explain things like how TWST works, magic in general, or even tutor them without losing his patience (let's be honest, as much as we love the first-year gang, not everyone can handle a little kid).

I feel like at some point, when Idia realizes that Yuu always ends up involved with the Overblots, he ends up having a very serious talk with Crowley about his failings as a teacher, adoptive father, etc. All of this brings back flashbacks for Idia to the original Ortho... you know, so he's NOT going to allow adults to leave a defenseless child in a dangerous situation. Not again.

Idia also desperately tries to teach Yuu the basic rules of Flight or Fight, only in his case it's Flight or Flight. He doesn't want to think about what would happen if this Child, about 35 pounds socking wet, tried to face a magical being on their own AGAIN, without even having any magic of their own. What if their luck runs out and something bad happens? What if neither he nor Ortho is there to help him? Idia swears his hair will turn white from the stress this causes him.

(Can you imagine Idia having a Pearl-like moment with Steven, where she says, "Why won't you let me do this for you, Rose?!" but calls them Ortho? I'm ready to make you cry today.)

This even leads to Idia leaving his room more often! Precisely to keep Yuu company and have a fun time, just him, Yuu, and Ortho. I like to imagine Idia letting Yuu play video games (appropriate for everyone) with him, even going easier on Yuu just to make them happy. Of course, Ortho would have to be the one to get them out of Idia's room so they could have sunlight, food other than chips, and some social interaction besides each other.

Idia is also a MASTER at handling Yuu's tantrums if they has one. Yes, he gets overstimulated easily, but a crying child? Do you have any idea what Ortho was like as a child?

There will be days when the first years don't even know what to do to stop Yuu from being grumpy, and then Idia comes in (Ortho called him for help after Yuu gave him the most furious scowl ever seen). It's not even 10 minutes since he starts talking to them, and badamin badabam, Yuu is back to their normal mood. No one knows how he does it or what kind of sorcery he's working, but it's working.

Ortho is happy to no longer be the youngest! He'll constantly check Yuu's health, analyze a better diet for their development, and is always willing to play with them if Idia is too busy/unable to. He also becomes a partner in crime when they both want to get Idia out of his cave, whether it's through using Yuu's puppy eyes or Ortho dragging him outright. They're a formidable duo.

Speaking of custody battles, yes, they would be legendary. On one side, we have Diasomnia family, trying to bribe Yuu by riding Malleus's dragon form. On the other side, we have Pomefiore, trying to convince Yuu to stay for a while (or forever) for a self-care routine. And of course, Octavinnille, who offers Yuu a tasting menu especially for them.

Meanwhile, Yuu is happily playing video games with Idia in his room, while Ortho tries to divert attention from all of the aforementioned to extend Ignihyde's time with Yuu as much as possible. This will require another meeting with the dorm's lawyer (aka Trein) to decide custody. Again... But you know what? No matter what, Idia is going to fight for this one.

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(ESPAÑOL)

Primero que nada, creo firmemente que en caso de que Yuu fuera un niño pequeño, Idia se le acercaría mucho antes que en el canon, justamente por el instinto de hermano mayor. Obviamente no lo hace en persona (al principio al menos), sino mediante su Ipad, ya sea topándose con un Child!Yuu perdido por los grandes pasillos de NRC y sin encontrar a los de primer año, o tratando de encontrar a Grim por su cuenta, sea como sea, Idia no puede obligarse a ingorar a esta criatura, por lo que termina ayudado a regañadientes a Yuu hasta que otro alumno o adulto responsable se hace cargo.

A partir de ahí, los encuentros van escalando, Idia se termina topando con Yuu en el almuerzo, en ciertas actividades, etc. Probablemente Yuu se le acerca en un principio porque cree que su forma de ir a clase sin dejar su cuarto con una “pantalla flotante súper futurista” es TAN COOL, pero eventualmente incluso termina yendo tras Idia para que le explique cosas de como funciona TWST, la magia en general o incluso le de tutorías sin perder la paciencia (seamos honestos, por mas que amemos al gang de primer año, no todos pueden manejar a un niño pequeño).

Siento que en algún momento, cuando Idia se da cuenta que Yuu siempre termina involucrado con los Overblots, termina yendo a hablar muy seriamente con Crowley por su fallas como profesor, padre adoptivo, etc. Todo esto le trae a Idia flashbacks de cuando Ortho original….tu sabes, por lo que NO va a permitir que unos adultos dejen a un niño indefenso en una situación peligrosa. No de nuevo.

Idia también trata desesperadamente de enseñarle a Yuu las reglas básicas de Flight or Fight, solo que en su caso es FLIGHT OR FLIGHT, no quiere pensar en que pasaría si este niño, de unos 35 kilos MAXIMO, se tratara de enfrentar por su cuenta OTRA VEZ con un ser mágico sin siquiera tener magia ellos mismos ¿Qué pasa si dejan de tener suerte y algo malo pasa? ¿Qué pasa si ni el ni Orto están ahí para ayudarle?. Idia jura que el pelo le va quedar blanco por el estrés que esto le da.

(¿se imaginan Idia teniendo un momento similar a Perla con Steven donde le dice “¿¡Por qué no me dejas hacer esto por ti, Rose!?” pero llamándole Ortho?, hoy estoy lista para hacerlos llorar)

¡esto incluso lleva a que Idia salga de su cuarto mas seguido! Justamente para hacerle compañía a Yuu y que pasen un rato divertido, solo el, Yuu, y Ortho. Me gusta imaginarme a Idia dejando a Yuu jugar videojuegos (aptos para todo publico) con el, incluso siendo mas fácil con Yuu solo para hacerle feliz. Eso si, Ortho tendría que ser quien los saca del cuarto de Idia para poder tener luz solar, comida que no sean papitas, y algo de interacción social además de entre ellos.

Idia también es un MAESTRO en manejar las rabietas de Yuu si llega a tenerlas, si, el se sobre estimula fácilmente ¿pero un niño llorando? ¿tienes idea de cómo era Ortho de niño?

Habrá días en los que los de primer año ni siquiera saben que hacer para que Yuu deje de estar gruñón, y entonces entra Idia (Ortho lo llamo por auxilio después de que Yuu le diera el ceño más fruncido que haya visto), ni siquiera pasan 10 minutos desde que se pone a hablar con ellos, y badamin badabam, Yuu esta de nuevo con su mood normal. Nadie sabe cómo lo hace ni qué tipo de brujería sua, pero está funcionando.

¡Ortho esta feliz de ya no ser el mas pequeño! Y hara constantemente chequeos médicos de Yuu, un analizis de un dieta mejor para su desarrollo, y siempre esta dispuesto a jugar con ellos si Idia esta muy ocupad/no puede. Tambien se vuelve un socio en el crimen cuando ambos quieren sacar a Idia de su cueva, ya sea usando los ojos de cachorro de Yuu o que Ortho directamente lo arrastre, son un duo de temer.

Hablando de las batallas de custodia, si, serian lejendarias. Por un lado, tenemos a la familia de Diasomnia, que trata de sobornar a Yuu con montar la forma dragon de Malleus. Del otro lado, tenemos a Pomefiore, tratando de convencer a Yuu que se queden un rato (o para siempre) por una rutina de autocuidado. Y como no, Octavinnille, que ofrece a Yuu un menú de degustación especialmente para ellos.

Mientras tanto, Yuu esta felizmente jugando videojuegos con Idia en su cuarto, mientras que Ortho trata de desviar la atención de todos los mencionados anteriormente para extender lo mas posible el tiempo de Ignihyde con Yuu. Esto requerirá otra junta con el abogado de los dormitorios (osea, Trein) para decidir la custodia. Otra vez…. ¿Pero sabes que? No importa, Idia va a luchar por esto.

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localtrashstan · 3 months ago

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My SDV Headcannons

I've decided to create a whole list of SFW headcannons for each bachelor and bachelorette. I do have some NSFW ones, but will NOT be sharing them here. Hope you all enjoy and that my favorites aren't too obvious 🫣

Sam:

- 23 or 24 at the oldest

- I think he's tall, nearing 6’0” if not there

- has a lot of ear piercings, maybe gauges

- has a tongue piercing

- probably has a lip ring or two idk I think he'd look good with snake bites but idk if he would actually have that or not. Ik Jodi would hate it lmao

- has a scar through his eyebrow and in other places on his body from skateboarding accidents

- is also always covered in scrapes and bruises for similar reasons

- loves animals, especially dogs

- very golden retriever coded and is blatantly clingy

- very outgoing and was probably the class clown type in high school

- loves rock and metal music, especially 90s grunge and punk

- definitely has a battle vest/jacket

- can only grow a bit of stubble on his chin that he stubbornly keeps

- is very muscular since he is so athletic

- can play the drums as well as guitar

- is always tanned bc he goes outside a lot

- probably would be a good dad bc he spends a lot of time with his little brother and seems very protective of him

- can befriend almost anyone

- has some silly tattoos

- likes the song writing process the most about music

- used to play acoustic guitar bc his dad taught him how. He rarely plays acoustic anymore, but will if you ask him to

- is very close with Vincent despite the age gap and enjoys being around children

- has ADHD

- his favorite season is summer bc that meant no school as a kid and just never stopped loving it

- very clingy and loves physical contact

- wears several rings

- lets Abigail paint his nails bright colors and begs her to redo them when they're gone. Red, green, and blue are his favorite colors but he doesn't have a preference

- develops crushes easily

- never got great grades in school

- has done illegal things like trespassing, speed racing, graffiti, lighting things on fire, etc

- he and Sebastian naturally were friends since shortly after they met

- would run a meme account on Instagram or something

- has freckles all over

- amazing singer, I imagine he has a voice similar to Noah Sebastian from Bad Omens (ik that's a common HC but whatever) and I imagine his band making similar music

- tried to teach Seb to skateboard and it didn't go well at all

- would write love songs and poems about his partner

- mischievous 25/8, I like to think in middle school he used to watch a ton of prank channels and would recreate the pranks much to everyone's annoyance

- just a silly guy, he will always keep his whimsy

- sk8r boi to his core

- I feel like he learned how to play a lot of meme-y or annoying songs on guitar just to be obnoxious bc he thinks it's funny

- I think once he moves out he'd do a lot of growing up but that doesn't mean he wouldn't be silly and kind of a rebel sometimes

- I feel like he's really into punk fashion and bands

- probably likes Nirvana, Blink-182 and Green Day a lot, I imagine he's into a lot of 90s music, probably 80s too, I can see him being really into Led Zeppelin and other hair bands and stuff

- would probably listen to any kind of rock or metal tbh. I think he probably chooses the music when the trio hang out together. Like maybe he has a playlist he made with all of the music they like on it and he likes to update it regularly to make sure there's something on it for everyone

- would ask if you'd still love him if he was a worm

- he probably liked dinosaurs as a kid but more in a "I want them to eat each other and destroy my toy cars and little cities like godzilla" kinda way than "I can name every dinosaur from the jurassic period and know random facts about all of them" way, which I image is more the kind of kid Seb was

- he writes most of their band's songs, but Seb and Abby like to contribute to lyrics and melodies sometimes

Sebastian:

- 25 or 26

- short king and is only like 5'7" or 5'8"

- has tattoos on his torso and arms, some of them he did himself as I imagine he probably has done some stick n pokes

- has an eyebrow piercing, multiple ear piercings, nose ring, and maybe a lip ring idk

- got Sam into modern rock and metal music when they were younger

- gave Sam and Abigail some of their piercings and did some of his own ear piercings

- taught himself programming and probably was a bit of a hacker too (maybe even got a degree but nobody remembers)

- became besties with Sam when they were kids (ik Sam grew up in the city, just let me have them as smalls playing together okay 😭)

- has a soft spot for all animals not just frogs

- originally learned to play the piano, Robin taught him how

- has never been in a relationship but I feel like maybe he's been kissed and had his first time at some point. He's awkward and kinda a loser (lovingly) but I imagine he's not entirely oblivious at the very least

- has a dry sense of humor + is super sarcastic. I feel like he might be really witty and pop off with something sometimes. Probably also likes to tease people a bit

- wears contact lenses, used to have giant nerdy glasses as a kid

- doesn't get cold bc he's used to the cold in the basement

- I am a doc martens/boots wearer Sebastian truther but I imagine he also wears converse type sneakers a lot too, especially in the warmer months since boots get too hot

- Maru's room used to be his

- loves horror, sci-fi and fantasy mainly but I feel like he secretly likes romance a tiny bit and he watched cheesy romance films with his mom growing up. He will NEVER admit to it though

- I feel like if he just learned how to cook he'd be good at it

- dislikes pda, seeing it and participating in it

- would show up at your house in the middle of the night to take you on a nighttime motorcycle ride under the stars

- will quit smoking if his partner dislikes it, even before marriage. I think he'd be really eager to please his partner in any way he can, and that would include quitting smoking

- he picked up smoking just to piss off his step-dad/maybe a little bit for attention too

- paints his nails black with markers when he's bored (unless Abigail does them)

- wears frog print socks secretly. I feel like he also has froggy pajamas. Or maybe the farmer bought them for him idk

- is actually really strong despite being pretty skinny. He has some faint abs maybe (if you squint really hard, trust), he probably got them after meeting his partner though bc he wanted to help out. Has toned arms from his mechanic work, but that's it tbh bro is a twig

- bought his motorcycle by himself and Robin hates it. She worries about him every time he goes out on it. She even pitched in to buy some of his gear because she wanted him to be as safe as possible

- wears eyeliner sometimes

- is touch-starved

- falls in love hard and fast

- wears a few rings on a nearly daily basis

- can also play electric guitar, Sam taught him how to at some point, although he claims he isn't very good if you ask

- can sing really well, he just never does bc he gets shy. I think he'd have a really sweet voice though and I imagine he sounds like Ricky from MIW

- writes songs sometimes but is shy about claiming them as they're often personal

- introverted as fuck, his social battery dies very fast and it wears him out

- is secretly skilled in the mines I think, especially given what gifts he can give you as your spouse and his dialogue about the rock crab in the mines

- very great mechanic and fixes stuff around the house without anyone noticing

- his closet is mostly black with hints of gray, red and white thrown in

- probably listens to MCR tbh and had a phase where he was obsessed with them in like middle school or something

- I think any rock and metal music with really emo or angsty lyrics would be his thing. Probably like metalcore too. Bad Omens, MIW, BMTH, shit like that, but he'd like and respect the greats as well, especially since he'd be listening to music with Sam a lot. I'm really into Ghost rn and I feel like he'd like them too idk

- ties his hair up when working sometimes

- smokes pot occasionally with Sam

- he's naturally pretty bc I said so

- smells like spicy cologne, something woodsy, motor oil, rain and faintly of cigarette smoke (he's careful to smoke outside only bc Robin hates it) (maybe smells a little like weed sometimes too)

- is the most mature of the A.S.S. trio

- highly intelligent, especially emotionally, he just isn't really known for it

- once he moves out he and Maru spend time together and end up making up and starting to have a healthy relationship until they eventually become besties. I imagine that they mainly bond over sci-fi movies and novels or comics

- he and Robin used to be really close

- knows how to dress wounds really well bc he used to do it for himself and Sam when they'd get into trouble as kids

- is an indoor person now, but used to go outside a lot as a kid to catch frogs

- definitely has his own D&D campaign, I don't make the rules

- I feel like if the poor man saw the sun he'd have some freckles on his nose

- has some cute moles on his body I just know it

- would go to war for his friends tbh

- definitely has doxxed someone

- actually incredibly sweet???

Elliott:

- 29

- i feel like he's like a solid 5'10"

- actually thinks he's Mr. Darcy

- ties his hair back with a ribbon sometimes and it's so pretty

- is the type to hang out in bookstores and coffee shops all day just writing

- was a theater kid

- definitely came from a rich family but is humble about it, maybe he got disowned or kicked out or something

- went to private school

- has a degree in language arts

- used to tutor his classmates for money

- is besties with Leah

- Willy reminds him of his grandfather who loved to fish

- very into nature conservation, especially the ocean, things he learned from his grandpa. He likes to talk to Willy and Leah about this sometimes

- he'd actually donate some of his writing income to some kind of nature protection organization if he ever made it big and got rich

- he's very dramatic in everything he does

- loves plants, please be prepared to have a whole house full (or if you had a sunroom, that would be filled up)

- wears satin pajama sets

- has a whole skin and hair care routine

- goes to spas and salons

- probably takes better care of himself than any of the other bachelors do tbh

- I feel like he's a beer drinker in public but drinks wine a lot in private

- writes poetry about his lovers and it's really deep and romantic stuff, Shakespeare would be impressed

- he'd 100% take rose petal baths

- actually uses good conditioner, shampoo, and body wash, homie takes care of himself, none of that 3-in-1 shit

- became a writer after falling in love with classic literature and Shakespeare

- would write plays for his high school

- very melancholy bc his rich family disinherited him, disapproving of his career choice

- likes to feel pretty

- I feel like he, Haley and Emily get together to swap fashion, hair and skincare tips sometimes

- would keep a fish tank (the man has a crab friend in his jacket pocket, like????)

- so fucking romantic, this man will remember every anniversary and make it better than the last

- heart is too big, I fear

- lives in a romance piece 24/7 and thinks he's the main character

- loves to go on long walks

- loves playing with and doing hair

- likes to hum classical music when he's deep in thought, it reminds him of when he was a kid

- very good piano player

- keeps a little notebook and pen in his pockets in case inspiration strikes wherever he might be

- probably collects fountain pens and other fine writing tools, or at least greatly appreciates them

- thinks he was born in the wrong era sometimes

- reads a lot in his spare time when he isn't fishing

- collects anything he finds pretty, kinda like a magpie

- probably owns some first edition books

- I bet he was kinda a nerd in school, like very theater kid, orchestra kid, reads a lot, valedictorian type of guy. Spent so much time studying and pursuing his passions that it made him feel a little awkward when trying to make friends

- Leah has definitely made him some book covers before

- Likes to cook, especially seafood

- has studied abroad at some point and made whatever European country he went to his entire personality for a couple weeks after coming back

- a good listener

- I feel like he likes to decorate a little bit

- goes through coffee almost as much as Sebastian and Harvey on the nights when inspiration hits so hard he can't sleep until he's gotten everything down on paper

- would let his partner do his makeup, nails, and hair if they asked, would even make a whole thing of it and maybe even do theirs

- I don't feel like he actually owns a lot of super casual clothes and mostly likes to dress to impress so to speak as he greatly believes in first impressions

Shane:

- 30, maybe 32, definitely in his early 30s though, he's too jaded to be in his 20s imo

- 5'9"

- I'm so sorry but he uses 3-in-1

- used to be a gridball player until an injury in high school. He was on track for a scholarship too

- dropped out of college bc he felt it wasn't worth it anymore

- is actually friends with Sam, he enjoys his company at JojaMart but will never admit to it

- he and Jas have tea parties

- Jas paints his nails sometimes

- when he gets married he takes Jas with him bc she is literally his daughter???

- weak af to persistent people and likes them despite acting like he doesn't

- bro just needs a hug, okay??????

- actually feel like he gives the best hugs tbh

- probably smells like damp hay and alcohol. However, at the same time I feel like he's the type of guy to use way too much axe body spray so idk there

- can grow a beard, I feel

- dad bod but he was always a stocky guy even at his peak athleticism

- would wear his clothes until they fall apart, he really doesn't care

- doesn't know wtf self care is

- help him plz

- is secretly a huge softie, you just have to get past the rough exterior

- would be super supportive as a friend or partner

- gets hungover all the time so he is a master at effective remedies and literally keeps ibuprofen in his pockets

- eyebags for days bc I don't think bro actually sleeps

- he would honestly be such a relatable coworker idk

- would get a midnight snack

- I feel like he listens to the Beatles and other oldies idk. Maybe like 80s and 90s rock/grunge bands too and a little bit of metal just to get the aggression out. I feel like he probably really likes Metallica, Slipknot, System of a Down, Disturbed, Five Finger Death Punch, Arch Enemy, Bullet For My Valentine, In This Moment, and Lorna Shore. This could be something he and Sam bond over and Sam starts showing him more bands. He also definitely listens to divorced dad music too

- gamer boy and good at it. Sam asks him for advice on games all the time

- would be a streamer, probably doing gaming or something with the chickens

- vents to his chicken Charlie

- follows Sam's meme account and just doesn't know it's Sam's

- I feel like he watches comedies and sitcoms to numb the pain but he probably is more of an action fan and I can see him watching crime shows or like superhero stuff and being REALLY into it

- feel like he had a vintage superhero comic collection at some point

- probably has at least one embarrassing tattoo he got while drunk

- his favorite pet name to call people is doll, darling, or sweetheart and I feel like he kinda just calls everyone that

- buys whatever is cheapest whenever he has to buy clothes and doesn't care too much about what it is so long as it seems relatively durable and is comfortable

- if he got his shit together I imagine he might collect vinyls and be a bit of a sneakerhead tbh

- wears a friendship bracelet Jas made him

Alex:

- 22

- probably 5'10" or 5'11"

- he and Haley are besties

- would spot you in the gym if you asked and give you pointers

- actually so friendly???

- hate to tell you this but he uses 3-in-1 (Haley is trying to fix that)

- always wanted a younger sibling so he's very fond of Jas and Vincent

- gives Jas and Vincent ice cream in the summer when Penny isn't looking

- actually very emotional but that isn't masculine and he kind of subscribes to toxic masculinity but he's working on it

- his grandparents dote on him like crazy, even George

- was a mama's boy fr

- i think he genuinely likes exercising not just bc he's naturally athletic and like gridball. I imagine other sports are fair game to him too

- himbo

- he's just a silly guy

- I like to think his mom made him eggs all the time bc she wasn't a very good cook and that's why he likes them so much

- actually a huge gossip

- flirty as hell and will flirt with anything that moves

- watches way too much sports on TV

- dyslexic af

- very muscular and cares a lot about his body and health

- competitive as hell in everything

- would have an in home gym and help his partner with any manual labor

- teen flick jock cliche

- really wants a muscle car someday

- is kinda a show off but we still love him for it

- sneakerhead fr he's got a huge collection i fear

- wears brand name clothes

- goes through way too much hair gel tbh like boi give ur hair a rest plz

- only let's Haley paint his nails clear </3

- has sleepovers with Haley

- this mfer is NOT good at cooking he eats like those gym bros u see online eating plain rice and chicken

- I feel like he really liked flying kites as a kid and idk why

Harvey:

- 35, but that might be bc of the old man hobbies </3

- TALL, like over 6'0", probably at least 6'2"

- very awkward and introverted, my poor man

- workaholic but he has to be

- please take a rest good sir

- wishes he could grow a beard but it's patchy af so he just shaves it off and keeps his mustache

- I feel like he's divorced or like got left at the altar or some shit and it took a huge hit on his confidence. Maybe a long term relationship went really poorly? Like he wasn't there much bc of med school and long hours and such and so he was cheated on or broken up with after a long term relationship that he thought was going well

- used to work in a big hospital in the city but the shifts and internal politics took a toll on him so he moved to Pelican Town to open his own small practice

- used to wear contacts but stopped buying them bc he couldn't wear them through long shifts at the hospital in the city, they hurt his eyes too much bc they got so dry

- he was definitely very studious and probably also played an instrument

- still talks to his parents on the phone regularly and they often ask if he's dating anyone and when he's gonna get married

- definitely a family man and loves children bc he doesn't feel as awkward with them

- gets take out all the time even though he'd like to eat healthy

- I think he and Elliott would actually get along really well

- please take a vacation

- is running on 3 hours of sleep, take out, coffee, and a shot of five hour energy

- probably spends a lot of time on his mustache and making sure it's well groomed

- tbh he'd just be a well groomed guy in general

- i feel like he's very averagely built, maybe got a little bit of a tummy

- calm energy

- likes to take care of others but please someone take care of him, he needs it

- doctor mode 24/7, he never really actually takes a break

- prioritizes everyone else's needs over his own

- recovering people pleaser

- listens to audio books sometimes

- owns a mustache comb

- is incredibly tidy and neat (except for his office which I feel is always littered with paper work)

- owns one of those flight simulator games

- also has a collection of model planes, some of them can actually fly remotely

- would be into drones I think

- not very good with technology

Abigail:

- 22

- tiny, only like 5'1"

- plays with ouija boards 4 fun????

- has definitely made a house haunted b4 bc of that ^

- has a tattoo of a sword on her forearm

- has multiple ear piercings as well as a septum, Medusa and a bellybutton ring

- feeds stray cats all the time

- is very into mythology and learning about monsters, I feel like she has a collection of books on them

- secretly trains with a sword

- collects crystals despite the fact she eats them </3

- wants to move to the city away from her overbearing parents with Sam and Seb

- is learning to play bass guitar :)

- knows how to play flute bc that's the instrument she played in high school

- befriended Sam and Sebastian in middle school but didn't hang out with them much until high school

- alternates dyeing her hair purple, blue and forest green but always comes back to purple since it's her favorite

- has a tattoo behind her ear of a monster

- Emily gave her an undercut that you can only see when she puts her hair up

- she likes to do tarot readings with Emily sometimes

- probably has had a crush on Haley at some point idk

- loves the fall, it's her favorite season

- is actually curvy bc I want her to be

- is the one that suggested and started the sleepover tradition in Sebastian's room

- paints Seb and Sam's nails

- has a dark sense of humor and some people just don't get it

- loves action, fantasy and horror

- is Wizard's daughter, I just know it. I know some people argue about it but just makes sense!!! How else could she eat rocks????

- feels bad for the monsters she kills when she does go into the mines and I feel like she does funeral rites, prayers, or something kind of ritual to pay her respects for them

- I feel like she's really into witchy stuff and should be friends with Emily bc of it

- stomach of steel bc wdym she eats crystals?????

- I feel like she and Sam can eat two whole pizzas each in one sitting. Each.

- I think she'd like goth bands, I can see her listening to a lot of them, but she'd probably listen to other rock and metal bands too just bc of Sam and Seb

- definitely had an Edgar Allen Poe phase

- so adorable????? (Your honor I love her)

- probably has nice arms from drumming and wielding a sword tbh we stan stronk women

- I think she'd like the band Ghost and would get Sam and Seb into them

- her singing voice sounds something like Lzzy Hale's voice from Halestorm. Strong but still pretty and feminine with a bit of rasp to it. Or maybe like Joan Jett? Something like that

- probably had a manic pixie dream girl phase

- at her maximum chaotic when she's with Sam and definitely joins in on some of his pranks

- likes to “borrow” Sebastian's games

- bickers with Sam as though they are siblings (bc they basically are)

- horror films are her favorite, anything spooky, gloomy, or action packed is up her alley too, though. She'd be a huge Tim Burton fan, I think

- super into Gothic fashion and makeup, I think she'd be a trad goth if she was able to

- I feel like Seb got her into anime and manga and she got really into isekai at some point

- DIYs her clothes sometimes

- secretly is super into cute things and has a little collection

- ultimate wing woman

- teasing master tbh

- competitive when it comes to gaming

- likes to go exploring

- liked to make “potions” as a kid and ykw if she really is Wizard's kid then maybe some of them worked....

- naturally kinda loud, especially when she gets passionate about something, good or bad, and tends to yell when she's excited about something without realizing it

- would go into the mines with the farmer

- likes to help her mom tend to her plants in their greenhouse

- will hang out at Joja Mart during Sam’s shifts sometimes and annoy him/distract him

- has a collection of ridiculous photos and videos of Sam's failed attempts at various tricks on his skateboard and likes to randomly send them to him

- can play pool, Sam and Seb taught her

Emily:

- 26

- 5'7", she looks like she's built like a model, tall, thin, and with long limbs

- dreams of becoming a fashion designer in Zuzu City someday and has an extensive portfolio

- her and her younger sister Haley moved to Pelican Town after their parents decided to move to another country bc it got too expensive in the city with just the two of them

- I pair her with Sandy, I'm convinced they need to be together please do not separate

- so friendly so people (Clint) take it the wrong way

- dyes her hair

- an astrology girlie

- does tarot with Abby

- has a dream journal she's been recording her dreams in since she was 10

- collects crystals for their healing properties and power

- was a party girl in the city

- low key the town barber/hairdresser

- I feel like indie music is more her thing, especially deep underground artists, but I think she'd also listen to anything popular as well. Maybe likes 60s and 70s as well, I can see that. Idk tho she's kinda a wild card, for all I know she could be listening to metal with Shane

- has definitely done shrooms and other hallucinogens, like I said she was a party girl

- I feel like she has a high alcohol tolerance and could drink a lot of people under the table and it always surprises them especially given she's tall and thin so there's not much to her

- vegan and probably attends protests and rallies for veganism but isn't annoying about it or anything, just passionate about what she believes in

- has traveled a bit and likes to try new things

- probably had/has a vlog channel on YouTube or maybe would do something similar on TikTok

- she sometimes makes clothes for Haley

- is a great drink mixer and she prefers cocktails over beer. Given her party girl energy, I think she'd still do tequila shots though

- is very dedicated to her Instagram and it is very artsy

- I feel like she likes crafty stuff in general

- cuts her own hair and has had many different styles over the years

- gives everyone fashion tips and is not a gatekeeper

- girls girl fr

- would be that girl you meet in the bathroom while drunk at a bar and become friends with her instantly

- if you're close she'd make clothes for you :)

- was on the dance team in school

- actually has a college degree in fashion merchandising and design

- I feel like she wears a lot of vintage style clothes like 60s, 70s, and 80s mostly and would totally go thrifting a lot and know all of the best places and times to go

Haley:

- 21

- only 5'3", she didn't get the tall genes

- bc she used to live in the city she grew accustomed to that lifestyle and had a hard time adjusting in Pelican Town. I imagine her photography was probably a huge source of comfort for her during that time

- Emily makes her clothes sometimes, and she acts like it's annoying but she actually super appreciates it especially since there isn't really anywhere to shop for clothes in person there

- has tried sun-in in her hair before she realized how bad it was for it

- surfer girl fr

- took a photography course in school and wants to be a nature photographer or maybe a fashion photographer

- I feel like she gets her hair done every 6 months on the dot and Emily does it for her

- kind of babygirl coded idk

- I feel like she'd take jobs as a photographer for engagements and weddings in the city

- I think she and Leah would get along since they're both artsy. Maybe even Elliott too

- ykw fuck it, she, Emily, Leah, Elliott and Alex have sleepovers sometimes and they also set up a little fair in the town square for the kids with Penny to educate them about the arts and Alex would be general support for them but might even do fun games and activities with the kids too

- definitely a pop girlie but I think she'd secretly listen to a bit of the oldies with Emily. Likes all the typical artists you'd expect like Taylor Swift, Lady Gaga, Rihanna, Chappel Roan, Shawn Mendes, Sabrina Carpenter, Britney Spears, Beyonce, One Direction, etc. But I also imagine she's into some 80s and 90s stuff too like Destiny's Child, Spice Girls, Michael Jackson, Prince, David Bowie, NSYNC, Backstreet Boys, etc.

- would have a tiktok and do a lot of the trends. Probably does a lot of get ready with mes and story times too

- has the most aesthetic Instagram you've ever seen and posts all of her photos on it

- has the most followers in Pelican Town

- secretly likes to model Emily's clothes for her

- wanted a pony as a child

- probably collects fashion dolls but doesn't let anyone know about it bc she thinks others will think it's lame (even though it's actually really cool)

- intense skincare routine

- would be into doing a full face of makeup all the time and she's amazing at makeup

- I think she loves giving makeovers idk

- fantastic nail artist, I feel like she does nails for anyone that wants them done

- she and Alex always somehow know all of the gossip and are constantly have little tea spilling sessions

Penny:

- 20

- 5'5"

- tries her best to be sociable. I imagine she really likes people she's just a bit more quiet and so she comes off as being really shy

- she is interested in history, poetry and literature and wants to become a teacher one day so she is tutoring until she saves up enough to go to college

- book club with Maru and sometimes Leah and Elliott joins

- loves children so much, I imagine she really wants to be a mother

- I feel like she likes to bake and cook even though she sucks at it (but over time she does improve!!!!)

- probably the straightest bachelor/ette at first glance, but I kinda ship her with Maru tbh so…yk

- trad wife tbh

- she'd bake you bread and cookies all the time if u were her friend

- I feel like she reads classic literature a lot and might actually get along well with Elliott

- likes to take care of people in general honestly and is a HUGE people pleaser

- kinda vanilla tbh, I think she's just really sheltered and idealized the "perfect" traditional family since she never got that for herself so much tho so it comes off that way

- loves nature, cares a lot about plants and animals. Goes on walks a lot

- likes to spend time making lesson plans for Jas and Vincent (and later Leo)

- knows Alex is giving Jas and Vincent candies and ice cream but pretends not to notice bc she thinks it's sweet he likes them so much

- Only paired with Sam bc he's kind of childish and she clearly likes to take care of people. I think Maru (or even Harvey?) would be a much better pairing for her

- probably likes stuff like Celine Dion and Whitney Houston. Maybe even Taylor Swift. Ykw if anyone was gonna listen to country out of the bachelor/ettes it would be her. I think she also likes to listen to movie scores as well tho and needs calm background music while she's working

- she'd have a dislike for Sebastian and Shane simply bc they don't look at the world the same way she does. I don't think she gets along well with pessimistic people at all. Haley and her probably also don't like each other much

- is jealous of Maru for having a good relationship with her parents and spends a lot of time at her house

- likes to use community resources with the kids a lot (library, museum, park, community center, etc)

- health conscious, I imagine she actually takes a lot of care of herself in that regard

- wears very stereotypically feminine attire. I feel like she might also be really into 50s styles and silhouettes but might even like some of the more preppy 90s looks too

- probably likes old classic Hollywood a lot, I feel like The Wizard of Oz was her favorite movie as a kid. Nowadays she probably has a Marilyn Monroe or Audrey Hepburn movie as her favorite. For some reason I'm feeling Gentlemen Prefer Blondes or maybe My Fair Lady

- likes old romance films, but I don't think she reads much romance

- reads mainly poetry, classics, history and teaching handbooks and guides, but since she does book club with Maru, I imagine she's read her fair share of scientific works and sci-fi novels

- always wanted to learn to play an instrument but never really got the opportunity to do so

- likes to crochet or knit

- collects stuffed animals, even though she's worried that its childish

- likes going to festivals and carnivals

- I feel like she's pretty religious

- won't knowingly consume alcohol bc of her mom but when she does she is very much so a lightweight. One drink and it's game over. Also feel like she's a very flirty drunk, or and overly honest one

- her father cheated on her mom and they divorced/he left them for his other family and now she distrusts people (especially men)

- loves botany and is also super into Victorian flower language

- wears Mary Janes and ballet flats the most

- early riser and a morning person

- technology doesn't really get along well with her but that's okay since she doesn't use it all that much

- really enjoys being outside, especially in the spring and summer

- watches a lot of documentaries and reality TV shows. Feel like she's also super into musicals

Leah:

- 24

- 5'5"

- makes book covers for Elliott occasionally

- sculpture is her favorite art medium and she finds herself inspired by the greats

- I feel like she's a Monet fan tbh

- very close with Haley, Elliott, and Robin

- she spends a lot of time outside finding inspiration from nature and is especially fond of the ocean. She probably goes on fishing day trips with Elliott and will just paint or draw most of the time

- likes to cook and is very good at it. Girl can make something from nothing like magic

- doesn't have a favorite specific film genre, I think she just likes to admire the cinematography tbh

- has a dark room she lets Haley use whenever she wants

- does arts and crafts projects with the kids for Penny sometimes

- likes nature and plants

- I feel like she's actually hilarious and would be such a fun friend to be around

- holds her liquor well, she could probably drink everyone in town under the table tbh

- she's probably traveled to every great city for art and visited many museums to see the originals up close

- caught Sam doing graffiti once but it was so good she pretended she didn't see

- a girls girl fr

- very strong, I think she'd actually be a pretty muscular lady

- freckles all over

- outside is her favorite place to be and I imagine that she really likes the summer

- loves to hike and go camping and would take friends on trips with her

- likes to feed the ducks

- eventually has an art gallery in the museum and runs an online print shop

- I feel like she'd be the most likely to have a pet racoon for some reason

- likes to go "hunting" for antler sheds and uses them in art

- has a collection of rocks, wood carvings, postcards, and I think she even has a collection of bones she finds around outside

- knows how to hunt and fish but I don't think that's really her thing tbh. I imagine she likes animals too much for that

- i think she was probably very outgoing and artsy in school and probably had a lot of friends also into the arts

- comfortable and practical clothes are more important to her than fashion

- would make her own natural hand soaps and lotions and ykw they'd smell so freaking good

- bakes bread once every week

- makes her own butter and cheese

Maru:

- 20

- 5'4"

- very interested in all kinds of science as well as technology and engineering (we stan women in STEM)

- I'm sorry she's just so cute

- definitely a big bookworm, sci-fi is obviously her favorite, but she often gets mad at the bad science in some of them

- would have a blog where she reviews books, movies, and TV shows she reads/watches

- probably used to write fanfiction tbh

- she does her own thing and likes doing so, but she often wishes she and Seb were closer and I imagine she awkwardly tries to make an effort but it goes unnoticed or reciprocated until after the two are living more separate lives

- golden child in every way, I don't think she's ever done anything bad in her life

- daddy's girl fr, she and Demetrius have always been very close and it shows

- friendly with everyone but I imagine she's a little awkward in her own age group as she probably doesn't keep up with slang, trends, or popculture

- was interested in medical science at some point

- engineering is her favorite but she likes all science and technology

- I feel like she listens to whatever music Penny or her parents listen to

- would totally watch sci-fi movies with Sebastian once they're on better terms

- gamer gurl

- she probably unknowingly plays games with Abby online all the time

- I think she and Abby aren't close but are friends and would probably talk a lot about games they like as well as astronomy, and Abby would try to help Maru get closer to Seb

- night owl, I think she almost stays up as late as Sebastian

- I imagine she probably really likes astronomy and stays up late looking at the stars when she isn't up late working on projects. She probably has the kind of personality where she will focus so hard on a project that she'll forget to eat or sleep because she doesn't want to lose the ideas she has or will be too determined to fix something or finish the project

- was very good at math in high school as well as chemistry. I think she may have even been in a science or math based club like mathletes or physics or something

- tries not to always suggest sci-fi novels during book club but often can't help herself

- I feel like she actually really enjoys medical dramas as well

- might even like classic film and musicals bc Penny got her into them and will find herself humming songs from musicals while working

- again, I pair her and Penny a lot in my head bc I just think they've got the most chemistry

- I think once she finally bonds with Sebastian it'll be like over Star Wars or something

- owns several pairs of glasses so that she can swap out the frames to match her outfit

- she has textured hair with really pretty defined curls. Sometimes she'll get braids done, but usually she let's her natural hair shine as is but likes to wear headbands and fun headscarves to keep her hair out of the way when she does her projects.

- does own a pair of contacts that she occasionally wears

- sometimes she forgets she's got goggles on her head or around her neck after working on a project

- wears a lot of cute and casual clothes that are more easy going like jumpers, cardigans, overalls, shorts and a t-shirt, just super casual and comfortable

- still has held onto her childhood favorite toys

- has a large collection of books whether they're novels, manuals, or scientific and medical textbooks

- knows first aid and is very good in an emergency

- I think she and Harvey probably talk about books and planes a lot when things are boring at work

- takes really good care of her hair

And that is all for now!! Sorry I posted this so late I had a lot going on irl. I've also got some dating and NSFW HCs for the bachelors (and a few for the bachelorettes but not enough for a full post for them atm) and maybe someday I'll post those but for now this is it. Thanks for reading hehe

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gojo satoru x reader | college au [18+]

kickoff ch. 3 returning the favor

ᰔ pairing. college au - soccer player! gojo x film major! reader

ᰔ summary. gojo satoru is the most popular guy on your college campus. he's tall, funny, hot, not to mention he's the most talented soccer forward the school has seen in years. but he's also a frat dude, which puts him in a world very different from your own, as he spends most of his nights partying & drinking while you spend most of yours working on your annoying film major assignments. but when he reaches out to you for a favor, you realize that helping him out might have something in it for you too.

ᰔ warnings/tags. 18+, fem reader, fluff, angst, smut, college au, fraternities, sororities, partying, drinking/alcohol, mentions of weed, romance, jealousy, pining, slow burn, opposites to lovers, friends to lovers, she falls first he falls harder, gojo being an idiot

ᰔ chapter. 3/x (probably 12)

ᰔ words. 4.5k

a/n. hope you enjoy! i really had fun incorporating a lot of the other characters in this one.

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|| 9:21AM Gojo Satoru sent you a photo

|| 9:22AM Gojo Satoru: Here’s our practice schedule for the week. Honestly, it’s better if you come when we do practice games or something, since on other days we just do drills or strength training, but coach doesn’t really tell us what we’re doing beforehand so would probs have to play it by ear

|| 9:27AM Gojo Satoru: Oh yeah, we’ve got a big game in three weeks on the 28th. It’ll decide if we’re automatically seeded into the top 16 teams bracket, which is really crucial if we want to eventually bring home the championship. Not sure when your assignment is due, but that would be a good official game to come to

|| 9:28AM Gojo Satoru: Let me know as soon as you can if you want to make that game. I’ll have to ask coach to get the referee sign-off for you to be on-field during play at least a week before

You look down at all the messages he was sending you during class on a Monday morning. After he sent you that house party details post from his fraternity’s Instagram page last week, their posts kept popping up in your feed and you saw one this morning with a bunch of the guys in the frat, Gojo included, shotgunning beers until 3AM last night. You marvel at how he’s somehow not hungover beyond repair and is texting you before noon.

Pressing and holding on to his messages, you give him little thumbs up reactions and you decide on a heart reaction for the picture he sent you of the practice schedule. Then, you set your phone down and look at the video of the men’s soccer team highlights your professor was playing from the game a week and a half ago.

“Here, here, this right here. Midfielder #24 surveyed the field, spotting #13 making a run for it down the flank. Pinpoint pass to left winger, who starts steering through defenders, but loses the ball. Then, center forward #10 steals the ball back! He steals the ball, he fucking steals the fucking ball back!” Your professor was running back and forth in front of the projector screen, his finger following the movement of the soccer ball in the video. Your heart jumps a beat when Gojo shows up on screen, with his signature #10 jersey, and some people in the lecture hall stand up in excitement with the professor. “Beelines towards the goal, and BAM! Goalie stood no fucking chance, ball sent immaculately into the back of the net. Victory for UTokyo, 2-1, in the last seconds of the game!" Your professor cheers and jumps up and down. Some people cheer with him, others sigh, others are in awe, and some simply clap.

Another entire lecture goes by where the professor spends absolutely no time going over film photography theory and instead just talks about how soccer used to be back in his day. You approach him after class, clutching your laptop case to your chest, and it’s only when you clear your throat in front of him that he finally looks up at you from the podium.

“Oh, y/n, how can I help you?” He asks as he shoves his phone back in his pocket.

“Hey, professor. Bit of a request, could I have like two extra days for my assignment? There’s this event that I really want to use for the subject matter but it’s the day before the deadline, and I would need some time to develop my photos,” you say in the politest tone you can muster up.

“Yeah, sure. Just get it in before the end of the deadline week,” he says nonchalantly. “Looking forward to seeing it. Good work on the last one, by the way.”

You give him a smile and a word of appreciation before turning on your heel and making it up the stairs to exit the lecture hall, pulling your phone out of your tote bag.

|| 9:53AM You: i can make it on the 28th. please get that referee permission for me

You press your lips together as you press send, and then type a bit more.

|| 9:54AM You: and thanks a lot

Your stomach is suddenly growling and you’re about to head over to the student hub when your phone starts ringing. You look down at the contact name that says Nobara and pick up.

“Hey, Nobie, what’s up,” you say as you make your way towards the heart of campus, enjoying the light breeze as the sun peeked through the clouds.

“Where are you? Didn’t we have a Film Club meeting today?” She asks you, her tone a bit impatient. “We were supposed to discuss that collaboration with the school newsletter.”

Shoot. You forgot. These days, you were a bit too distracted by recent happenings, like Mina practically falling head-over-heels for a guy that was quite possibly the opposite of her type, the towering amount of class assignments that never seemed to end, and this whole arrangement you were trying to coordinate with Gojo Satoru. The Film Club meeting totally slipped your mind. You were supposed to head out of class a bit early to make it on time. “I’m so sorry, Nobara. I totally forgot about it. I’m unfortunately all the way on the other end of campus right now. I typed up some notes in the document, can you just run those by them? If we need anything else, I’ll reach out to them by email.”

She sighs on the other end of the line. “Yeah. I’m not good at these conversations, but I guess as President I should be better at them anyways. I’ll let you know how it goes.” And then she hangs up.

Mentally happy that you were at least free of one other obligation today, you prepare to make your way to the dining hall when your phone vibrates again.

|| 10:01AM Gojo Satoru: Will do, and sure thing. By the way, you free right now? Coach is having us do a practice game, probably for around 2 hours

You squint your eyes at his message, considering the opportunity. You didn’t have any other classes left for the day and were just going to grab something to eat before heading home, but now you wonder if you should make it to this practice session. He did say that you have to be flexible since he doesn’t even know exactly what they’ll end up doing before practice, so you figured this might be your only chance this week to practice capturing shots of them as they play, since it seemed like they had Tuesday & Friday off based on Gojo’s schedule picture. Unfortunately, you only brought your digital camera with you today since your film camera was too heavy to carry around unless you knew you needed it, but you can still do a lot with digital that would help for the film camera shoot. You could make it work.

|| 10:05AM You: yeah, i’m free. i was just gonna grab something to eat first, and then i’ll head over to the field in maybe 15 min. but i’m not exactly sure how to get onto the field, or where the entrance is…

He adds a heart reaction to your message which startles you a little bit. An accident, maybe?

|| 10:06AM Gojo Satoru: Lol, just meet me at that weird art sculpture they put up last semester. The one that cost like all of our tuition money. I’ll walk you to the field

You let out a sigh, somewhat nervous that you'll be seeing him again soon. The last time you saw Gojo was when you left him standing unceremoniously at the kitchen island with a somewhat offending comment. Nonetheless, he didn’t necessarily seem angry at you. Quite the opposite, actually. He’s been way more helpful than you had ever anticipated. You started to feel like the effort you put into getting Mina to go to that house party was nothing compared to the effort he was putting in for you to ace this assignment.

Stopping by your school’s mini grocery store, you pick up a sandwich plus some strawberry vanilla soda, and take some bites as well as some sips as you leisurely make your way to the expensive art sculpture near the sports fields. As you get closer to it, you see Gojo from a distance talking to some people. A few of them were guys, a few of them girls, and he was laughing out loud at something one of the girls said. A part of you wonders what it’s like to be adored by so many people.

When he spots you at the other side of the cross walk, he doesn’t break eye contact with you as he’s hurriedly saying goodbye to the group in front of him. Their heads turn to each other in confusion before turning their attention in your direction as he makes his way over to you.

“Hey,” he says as he lightly jogs up to the sidewalk you were standing on. You notice he’s wearing a black long sleeve undershirt with a short-sleeved blue one on top, along with some athletic black shorts and running shoes. When he brushes some of his hair away from where it had fallen near his eyes, your heart skips a beat at his handsome expression. A smile graces his face. “You ready?”

You nod, swallowing the mouthful of sandwich you didn’t realize you had stopped chewing, and follow his lead as the two of you cut across behind the batting cages of the school’s softball training area. Your eyes fell to Gojo’s back as he walked on the pavement. His shoulders were broad, shoulder blades pulling the upper half of the fabric of his clothing somewhat taut across as the rest of it freely flowed down to his lean lower back. The long sleeved shirt he wore underneath was pretty loose-fitting, but you could still see the thickness of his muscles. With every step that he took, his calves flexed in a way that made you realize he must really work out.

“What are you eating?” He says as he turns around to face you, walking backwards for a few paces as he looks at your hands.

“Oh, just a veggie sandwich,” you answer as you hold it up next to your face. “Campus delicacy.”

His smile widens. “And what are you drinking?” This time he asks with a bit more curiosity.

“It's strawberry vanilla soda,” you say as you juggle all of the things you were holding in your arms.

“Can I have some?” He asks with a somewhat innocent tone. “The soda, I mean. I’ve never had that flavor.”

You hesitate, but alas you were a people-pleaser. “Sure.”

He halts his movements and so you do too, and he closes the gap between you two in one exaggerated stride. His hand gently pulls the soda bottle out from where it was tucked into your elbow to keep it from falling. You notice the veins on his hand get more defined as he squeezes & twists to release the cap and it sends something akin to a wave of arousal through your body, entirely startling you. But when he brings the bottle up to his lips with his head tipping backwards, drinking directly from it, neck bobbing as he swallows and a single drop trickles down the expanse of his jawline, the arousal directly hits you at your core.

“Hm,” he licks his lips. “That’s pretty good.”

You’re standing there in shock, your grip on your sandwich causing dents in the bread. He dabs the stray droplet of liquid at his chin with the back of his hand and turns around to keep walking ahead, making his way up the stairs onto what looks like a grassy field. It takes you a second to start moving too, and by then you need to do a light jog just to catch up to him.

There’s a comfortable silence that develops between the two of you and when you glance at Gojo, you notice his eyes are closed and there’s a serene smile on his face, a gust of wind pushing the hair up out of his forehead and sending the blades of grass dancing across the hilly field. You smile too at the sensation of cool wind on your skin. It was a beautiful day outside with sparkling sunshine and quiet whistling wind.

“Can I ask you something?” You say after contemplating if you should interrupt his somewhat meditative state.

“You can ask me anything,” he easily replies.

“Why are you so willing to help me out with my assignment?”

He turns his head to look at you with a neutral expression. “Because you did me a favor.”

You sigh. “I know…but it really wasn’t that hard to convince Mina to go to that party. I feel like you’re helping me out way more than I helped you out.” A small ladybug lands on the fabric of your jeans and you marvel at it before it flutters its wings and flies away.

He’s silent for a second. “Honestly, when you agreed to help me out with Todo’s little crush, which by the way I had to do because I lost a bet, and you mentioned something about terms and conditions in your message,” he starts to say, a brief pause making its way between the sentence as if he was actively trying to relive that first night he was texting you, “I thought you were going to ask for something sexual in return.”

Your mouth drops at his line of thinking, suddenly mortified. That’s how your message came across to him? Oh my God, you had to rethink how you texted everyone in your life from now on.

“I mean, weren’t you being a little flirty? ‘My terms and conditions will come later’. Or do I just have some weird sexual brain rot?” His eyes are still on you, his tone way too casual in your opinion for this sudden topic of conversation. You also realize that he thinks having sex with him would be returning you the favor. And then you try not to think about how good he probably is in bed.

When you can’t think of what to say and just stare at him with wide eyes, he smiles and stretches his arms out in front of him as another gust of wind passes by. “Well, anyways, when you shared what you actually wanted from me and it ended up being a pretty earnest request…let’s just say I was emotionally moved by your dreams and aspirations.” He says that last part somewhat dramatically and you roll your eyes, sending him an annoyed look. “A little disappointed, but nonetheless moved.”

“Wow, you’re the type of person that would trade favors for sex?” you ask him with a sneer to your tone.

He sends a lazy smirk to you over his shoulder to where you’re trailing behind him now. “Not really, no, can’t say I’ve ever done it before,” he says slyly, “probably would’ve made an exception for you, though.” And then he’s giving you a wink.

You can’t help but blush a little. He was definitely just teasing you, some hobby of his that he does just to constantly get a kick out of the people around him since he knows he just has that much of an effect on them, so you try not to let his words get past your skin to the more vulnerable parts of you. He’s reading your expression before he speaks up again.

“We’ve already started this little return favor of yours, so no take-backs. It’s an eye for an eye. Not an eye for an eye and throw some casual sex in there, too.” He makes his way up what seems to be the largest hill across the field and he stops at the top, peering out at whatever was across from it. When you made your way to the top too, your eyes widened as you saw an expanse of flat grassiness covered in orange cones, green land markers, white chalk outlines, and netted goals. Oh, and a lot of men. “Alright, you freaky little photographer. Here are your muses.”

You let out the breath you were holding in and smiled, hands immediately reaching for your digital camera case within your tote bag. A wave of creativity and inspiration hit you as you were finally able to lay your eyes on your subject matter and setting, and you couldn’t wait to get started.

Gojo makes his way down the hill and you stumble after him. He high-fives a couple of his teammates that were leaving the first wave of practice and makes his way over where the second-wave practice players were stretching on the field and running laps.

“C’mon, Itadori, I’ve seen snails with a more urgent sense of direction than you! Pick up those goddamn knees!” You hear a loud voice from a few feet away from you and flinch, eyeing the scary looking man that had a…Pomeranian dog in his arms? He was wearing a black athletic jumpsuit and had extremely tinted, thick sunglasses on. His facial hair was a bit jarring and you immediately decided you were scared of him, despite how gently he was petting the little dog cradled in his arms.

“That’s coach Yaga,” Gojo says beside you with a smile on his face and his hands on his hips. “Real nice guy.”

You turn to give him a suspicious look and he just returns it with a wider smile.

“Hey! It’s y/n,” you hear a somewhat familiar voice call out and you glance at the direction it came from. You see Geto standing next to Nanami and he whacks his hand against the blonde's chest to get his attention when he makes eye contact with you before jogging over. You see Gojo put his hands in his shorts pockets in your periphery. “What are you doing here?”

You give him a shy smile, suddenly embarrassed by the attention. “Here to take some photos.”

“Are you with the school newsletter?” Nanami’s smooth voice says as he approaches Geto, standing next to him. They both were wearing matching blue tracksuits.

“No, I’m not. Just here to…take some photos for one of my classes. It’s for a film photography assignment.” You suddenly wished you were part of the school newsletter committee, so that you could at least provide them with some positive publicity with your photos. You wondered if they would think you’re just using them. As if Gojo could read your mind, he patted Geto harshly on the back and let out a loud, obnoxious laugh.

“Hear that, punks? She wants to try and take some nice photos of you lot. Be grateful! Of course, your grotesque appearances cannot simply be fixed by any technology yet known to man,” Gojo says rather loudly, continuing to smack Geto on the back. Geto has a small pitiful smile on his face and Nanami just looks annoyed. You feel lighter somehow, less tense.

“Okay, cool, let us know if we can help in any way,” Geto says kindly as he sits down on the grass to continue stretching out his legs. “Oh by the way, Satoru, Chosou’s out sick today so you might need to cover for goalie.”

“What? Why’s that fucker always getting sick?” Gojo says as he walks towards one of the duffle bags on the bench, and you assume it’s his. He pulls out a water bottle. “He needs to stop eating that goddamn grocery store sushi.”

“Oh! Oh! It’s you,” another somewhat familiar voice calls out from ahead. You see a guy wearing a dark blue jacket that had a red hood approaching you from the inner field. Then you recognize he was that guy at the entrance of the house party that called you a- “It’s casual tomboy!”

Your eye twitches slightly as you take in your appearance. Sure, you were wearing jeans again, but your top was somewhat stylish and feminine. He arrives in front of you and notices the digital camera hung at your neck. “Hey, what’s that?” He points directly at your midriff where the camera sat. He almost pokes his finger right through the delicate attachable lens that cost you nearly two months of rent.

“A little rude, Yuuji,” Geto says, grunting as he switches from one stretch to the other.

Yuuji gets closer to you to study the camera and you instinctively lean away from him before Gojo is grabbing him by the hood of his jacket and yanking him away from you, Yuuji’s arms flailing out in front of himself in a struggle. “Hey, get back to practice. You’re not allowed to talk to pretty seniors.”

Coach Yaga grunts and crosses his arms from where he stood a few feet away, the tiny pomeranian now barking at his feet. “I never said you could stop running laps, Itadori! Get your ass back out there! I’ll be sending you to recreational soccer for the rest of your freshman year if you don’t get your damn head straight!” Gojo lets go of Itadori’s hood and the poor boy is scrambling across the field to join what seems like the other first-years for their warm-up laps. Coach Yaga turns to you and gives a hmph before vaguely gesturing to you. “May I know what you’re doing out on my field?”

“Coach!” Gojo says, making his way over to the scary man. He slings his arm around his neck and the man just continues to glare at him through his sunglasses. “She’s with me today. Photographer y/n will be taking some handsome photographs of you that you can send to your wife, and then maybe your wife will actually want to-”

Coach Yaga puts Gojo in a headlock and Gojo’s instantly tapping on his back to get him to ease up. “I dare you to finish that sentence, boy.”

You let out a small laugh. This was certainly a lively bunch. Nanami approaches you and expresses interest in your camera. You lift it up for him to take a closer look. He pinches his chin between his bent index finger and thumb, as if he was a detective analyzing a crime scene. “I see…so this is a film camera.”

“Ah…” you laugh awkwardly. “No, this is just a digital camera.”

“I see…so this is a digital camera,” he repeats, equally as intrigued.

The time eventually comes along where all the players start the practice match. There’s obviously not enough players out on the field for full teams on each side, but they’re split into 1st & 4th years vs. 2nd & 3rd years. You learn that the second wave practice group has the talented players at the top of each of their year groups. Gojo doesn’t seem to participate in the practice match despite one team having to omit having a goalie since the coach requested he sit out to watch the plays and make suggestions. You’re a bit sad you don’t get to see him play, but figured you’ll have a chance in the future. You take a few snapshots as one of the other first-years, a quiet boy named Megumi, kicks the ball towards the goal that ends up bouncing off the goal frame. You spend some time tweaking the exposure, zoom, and focus until you feel like you have a pretty good idea of the settings you’ll need to get some fluid shots.

When you look up over the field again, raising your digital camera to your face, you notice Gojo looking at you from across the field where he stood at the sidelines. You both keep your gaze on one another for a couple of seconds, and you boldly lift the camera up to your eye, taking a few snapshots of him. When you pull it away, look down at the results on the small screen, and then glance back up at him, his eyes are slightly wide. Something stirs within you when you remember his words from earlier: I thought you were going to ask for something sexual.

Your mind wanders back to the party from last weekend, and the feeling of him leaning down next to your ear in the kitchen as he said “Thanks, I owe you one. Find me later, ‘kay?” The memory itself made your cheeks feel warm. Did he…think that something was going to happen that night at the party? Probably would’ve made an exception for you…Disappointed, but nonetheless moved. Somewhere in the haziness of your thoughts, you realize that meant that Gojo would’ve wanted to sleep with you if that was indeed your condition.

When you look to the other side of the field again, Gojo’s eyes are still on you but his handsome face looks a bit troubled, eyebrows furrowed and lips slightly pursed. You couldn’t really tell what he was thinking, but for some reason you felt like he could tell what you were. When you raised an eyebrow at him, his face relaxed and he slowly shook his head as if to say it's nothing.

Coach Yaga’s sharp whistle cuts through the silent conversation you two were having as he yells, “alright, boys. Practice over! Go stretch yourselves out.”

You quickly stuff your digital camera back into its case and collect your things into your tote bag. In your peripheral vision, Gojo’s making his way over to you and when he’s right next to you, you can’t bring yourself to look at him.

“How’d it go? Get some good shots?” he asks, sounding genuinely interested.

“Um, yeah, I think so.” You’re still not looking at him, pretending to fiddle with something in your tote bag. He leans down a bit to look at your face more clearly when he notices you’re not meeting his gaze, but you still struggle to make eye contact with him. “I’ve gotta go, can you tell the guys I said bye?” And then you’re making your way up the hill.

There’s a beat of silence as confusion washes over him from your behavior. “Hey, wait, y/n, do you know how to get back to campus?”

You spin to face him when you're at the top of the hill, finally looking him in the eye. There’s a concerned expression on his face. “Yes, I’ll be fine. Thanks a lot for today. Let me buy you a strawberry vanilla soda sometime, okay?” Flashing him a small smile, you turn around and run down the hill, ignoring the fast beating of your heart.

a/n. thanks a bunch for reading!

➸ take me to chapter four!

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theemissuniverse · 5 months ago

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“THE HEART AND THE HEAD” HENRY HART X SCIENTIST FEM! READER

SUMMARY : You and Henry are polar opposites but Henry couldn’t care less. (Based on movie Henry so Henry is 24.) Reader is also based on Harper from Wizards of Waverly outfit wise.

WARNINGS : explicit content. Reader is meant to be on the plus size but it really doesn’t matter I don’t think

MASTERLIST

Ever since Henry moved to Dystopia, he had to get used to the weird characters he would come across. That included you, the quirky but insanely intelligent scientist he just happened to met.

It was all by chance. He ended up saving you from a burglary. And ever since then, the two of you were inseparable.

The two of you clicked, despite your differences. There honestly wasn’t anything about the two of that was the same and yet, the two of were stuck together like glue.

He appreciated how different you were. Your weirdness attracted him to you. Not to mention you could match his sarcasm well.

And he liked it.

The only thing you hated about Henry was how heroic he was. He took risks. Being impulsive was a trait you did not appreciate when it came to him.

And it was showing right now.

“Ah, shit.”

“Hold still.”

Right now you were patching Henry up from his recent fight. Henry ended up defeating the guy with the ability to control fire but he ended up with some battle wounds to show it.

You were cleaning out the wound down towards his abdomen. Henry could hear the attitude in your voice. “You’re mad at me.”

“I’m not mad.”

“You’re mad at me.”

“I’m mad at the things that you do now hush.”

Henry hissed a little, feeling you clean the wound with chemicals. He saw you were having a hard time cleaning it with his shirt on. “I can take it off.”

You paused, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks. “No, it’s fine.”

“Here, let me.” Henry pulled the shirt over him anyway, and tossed it to the side.

You always knew Henry had a nice body but seeing it up close and in person did something to you. You bit your lip, mumbling a quick “thanks” before going back to work.

Henry didn’t say anything. He just admired you. He knew he was developing feelings for you. He wasn’t stupid. He could recognize it. How could he not?

You were beautiful, intelligent, brave, caring, funny. All traits he loved in a woman. He was trying to push it away because he respected the relationship he had with you. You two were partners, helping get crime off the streets.

But he didn’t want to push it away though.

You were clearly going through making one of your crazy outfits that you always did. Today, you were wearing a dress made out of crayola markers. Yes, the dress would’ve been bizarre to anyone else but there was something about your uniqueness and you being unapologetically you that made you attractive to Henry.

Henry was looking you up and down, checking you out as if you were half naked and the hottest girl in the room. You could wear the stupidest of clothing to anyone else but to him you’d still be attractive.

As you cleaned the wound, you felt his eyes on you. When you looked up, you saw Henry was looking at you, dead in the eyes.

When you first met Henry, he was a nice guy. A little sassy at times but he was humorous and good and you needed a guy like that at the time. In a place like Dystopia, you had to treasure men like that.

Then Henry started to get a little flirtatious with you. You couldn’t tell if he was serious or just playing around so you’d always ignore his advances.

This time you didn’t think you could ignore it.

You looked away from him and focused on the wound. “I’m almost done cleaning it.”

Henry wouldn’t let you look away. He lifted your chin up and forced you to look at him. “I’m sorry, okay? Stop being mad.”

His voice was a little playful but you felt the sincerity in his voice which made it tug at the strings of your heart a little. “What you did was too much.”

“I know but you know I’m on autopilot when I get into the action.”

You sighed, knowing this about him. “You have a good heart, Henry.” You placed your hand over his heart. “But sometimes we need to use this.” You pointed at his head. “Because if we don’t then this.” You placed your hand back over his heart. “Doesn’t matter.”

Henry gripped your hand when you placed it. “I don’t need that. That’s what I got you for.”

You let out a smile, tilting your head at the former sidekick. When he spoke, it always felt like poetry to you. Or maybe you were a little bias.

You cleared your throat. Then took a bandage. You placed it directly on Henry’s wound. “All done.”

Henry saw you were trying to be quick to pull away at his touch and walk away. He got off from the table and grabbed your arm. Then forced you to turn and look at him.

A gasp came from your lips from his assertiveness. “Stop doing that.”

“Doing what?” You forced yourself to play stupid.

“Pushing me away. You’re driving me insane.”

“I’m not pushing you away, Hen.”

“Bullshit. I feel it.”

You let out a sigh before turning away from him. You rubbed the back of your neck out of frustration. Henry was right behind you, following your lead.

He started to rub the back of your neck with his strong hands. The tension from your neck instantly released. You let out a moan of relief.

His hands were on your love handles and he gave them a gentle rub, making you sigh more out of relaxation. “Stop, pushing me away.”

“Henry…”

The long moan of his name, made him force you to turn around and face him. His left hand stayed on your love handle while his right hand caressed your face. “Why are you doing this?” You asked him.

Henry tilted his head at your behavior, observing your reaction. He saw your eyes about to fill with tears. Then it was too late. A tear dropped down your cheek.

He quickly kissed it away. “Why are you crying?”

“Why are you doing this?” You repeated.

Henry brought your chin up, making sure you were looking at him in the eyes. Usually he did have a smart remark but now wasn’t the time for that right now. Now was the time to be real. “Because I have feelings for you.”

“No you don’t.”

He knew this was coming. You doubting his feelings for you just because you were different than the girls he would usually go after. “You don’t get to tell me who I can and can’t have feelings for. I decide that. Not you, me.”

You bit your lip. You wanted to look away but you knew Henry was just going to make you look at him. “I don’t want to get hurt, Henry.”

“I won’t hurt you. I promise.” He whispered.

It was your turn to make a move. You cupped his face with both hands, kissing him.

Henry quickly kissed you back. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer to him. The kiss felt perfect. Everything he imagined it would be. He didn’t want to let you go, afraid if you pulled back he would never get you like this again.

He pushed you up against one of your desks. He knocked down all the stuff that was on it. You were thankful you didn’t have any important work on the desk.

He picked you up, setting you down on the desk, continuing to kiss you like his life depended on it.

Your hands went to his chest. You had forgotten he was completely shirtless. His abs were defined. The muscles along his arm hugged you like a snug blanket.

Henry moaned in your mouth at the feeling of just simply your hands on his chest. His hand went to the back of your neck. He gave you a big, sloppy, deep, but passionate kiss.

He pulled away and looked at you back in your eyes. “I’m not going to hurt you.” He told you again.

It was then you just had to take in a deep breath and nod in acceptance. “Okay.”

#x reader #henry danger #henry hart #henry hart x reader #henry danger x reader #henry danger movie

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blackknight-kai · 8 months ago

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Wukong and Cat

I just think it would be funny to see Wukong dealing with a house pet. Specially a cat. (Maybe a dog but that’s not the point today) - In this Wukong can travel to the modern day to stay with you (before you fully commit to staying in the past with him Edit: yes taking the cat with you).

See, cats are…cats. Yes they can be skittish or friendly, mean or weird as hell. They come in all shapes and sizes both in body and personality. They consistently push boundaries - keeping them off counters am I right? And sometimes as the slightest change they do awful shit to tell you it displeased them - pissing outside the litter box because you moved it a few feet from where it normally is or got rid of their favorite chair.

Cats are entitled and they run the house. You ever been hounded by a cat that woke up from its nap and thinks it’s dinner time but they don’t eat for another 3 hours? Yeah it’s annoying. (We love them)

They are our mini gods basically.

Wukong would NOT do well with one at first.

It doesn’t listen to him, it gives him dirty looks 24/7, he doesn’t know what the hell it’s up to or thinking but he knows it’s plotting harm to him, he knows it’s mocking him as it watches him form its perch across the room. The damn thing even had you on a feeding schedule!!! It OWNS you!

But it will not own him. No. He is a free monkey. A KING! The Great Sage Equal to Heaven and Earth! No house pet will have dominion over him.

You even buy it toys it seems to play with 1 time before and never again. You spoil the ungrateful shit. It also sleeps with you, but not since he came along much to his pleasure. Yes furry asshole, that’s HIS spot now.

He finds it ridiculous that you even scoop up its fucking shit that it leaves for you. At the very least it covers it up but why are you its designated poop scraper? He doesn’t understand why it doesn’t shit and piss outside like every other animal. He may be a king but he’s never had anyone shovel his shit!

So when you ask him to help with the house chores one day, specifically handling the litter box and trash, he is taken aback. Him? Use the tiny shovel to scrape out its excrement? Oh absolute not. Hell no. Not on your life.

He is a KING. He does NOT shovel SHIT. No. He doesn’t budge until you glare at him. He can tell you’re getting annoyed and he doesn’t like it when you’re mad at him.

Wukong, thinking he’s being a genius summons a clone and decides the clone can handle the shitty sand. But then the clone also refuses. Starts arguing with him! The audacity! This goes on for several minutes, neither clone or original giving in until you come into the room having heard the heated conversation.

You tell him with a tone of finality to stop being a monkey cub and grow up, that if he doesn’t sift the litter by the time you come back he’s sleeping on the couch - one night for every turd and pee clump you find in that box. You stomp off to finish the laundry and Wukong & Clone look at the doorway with slight surprise. Clone snickers and gives Wukong a smirk, saying “Looks like our Queen has spoken, the King is on turd duty.” Before offing himself and disappearing with a cackle as Wukong curses his own cheekiness.

After several minutes of staring at the box with disgust he hears you walking through the house and his heart races. Quickly he grabs the weird little shovel and starts sifting, as you step into the room he smiles at you as if to say “See I’m a good boy” and you give him a look before going back to your own chores.

Wukong doesn’t DARE push you enough to ruin his nightly cuddles with you. No. Nothing is worth losing that. So he scoops the damn cats box and as he does so he hears tiny footsteps. Looking over he sees your cat watching him, as though supervising him. It pisses him off to no end that the house pet is looking at him so smugly. “Who’s the king now.”

Grumbling under his breath Wukong finishes his task and finally stands up straight. As he does so he looks at the furry animal. “Is it clean enough your highness?” He asks sarcastically but then his eyes widen as the cat steps towards the box.

To his utter annoyance and anger it takes a shit! RIGHT AFTER HED JUST CLEANED IT OUT? HOW DARE!!!!

He throws a tantrum he will deny to this day about it to you and you laugh saying that yeah, that happens almost every time. It infuriates him to no end. But he loves you and you love the cat. So he can’t do anything that would bring the little asshole harm or he’d risk losing you which is NOT an option.

He hates the damn thing so much.

But one day, while he’s napping on your couch, he wakes to a weird rumbling on his chest. Groggily he opens his eyes and lifts his head a little and is met with the sight of your cat curled up on his chest, eyes half lidded and watching him, its purring. He lays his head back down and tries to be annoyed by it. But the damn purr is soothing….it’s genuinely kinda nice. And his chest is warm. If he ends up stroking your cats fur making it purr louder until the two of them fall back asleep? That’s between him and cat.

#black myth wukong #sun wukong x reader #black myth wukong x reader #bk kai writes #I was thinking about Wukong arguing with himself (his clone) and made myself laugh #sun wukong

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hmsdoodlin · 7 months ago

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(24) ‘Official’ messy doodle designs!

☆ Design notes under the cut. ☆

(They’re all the same height without shoes)

Mind

• I originally didn’t know what to do about the jacket because he seems like the type of guy to wear it normally/conventionally. But he looked cooler with it hanging off his shoulders and I got attached so he can be impractical for the sake of fashion

• Blue eyeshadow and bold eyeliner, he’s a DIVA

• Makes it his mission to be taller than Heart at any given moment, loves Demonias and any tall boots. Also prefers to feel taller in general.

• Otherwise pretty basic Mind design, he’s got mechanical hands up to his elbows and a metal neck + voice modulator

• When he gets particularly upset his little hair curl sticks up like an antenna and goes rigid

• Keeps his outfits spotless and without wrinkles

• Sun earring and charm on his belt

(I actually spent a good 30 minutes researching and mulling over who out of Mind and Heart got an earring on their left or right. I can’t remember the reasoning I ended up going with. BUT, because of how they’re worn Heart usually is on the right of Soul in pictures/portraits. Smth smth Mind yearning to be Souls ‘right hand man’ but not being able to fill that imaginary role both physically and metaphorically)

Heart

• Starry hair! I think he has faint sparkles or stars towards the bottom

• Wings always look like shit in cacophony, something about a birds flock usually helping them with molts and preening and having trouble doing it by themselves

• Constantly picks at his eyes so it’s either blood or tears, we’re not quite sure

• The moons on his pants are a bit random but they felt naked so I slapped em on there

• Seems like the type of guy to wear slides, but I can’t draw those so he gets simple sneakers. Thought about him in only socks but I don’t think that’s a good idea when you’re getting into fights and potentially breaking glass on the daily

• When he gets particularly upset his little hair curl gets sharp and makes a pointy heart

• Hoodie is full of stitches

• Moon earring!

Soul

• If you’ve ever played the sims 3 you probably know those slutty knee high boots in CAS, he has those

• Loves to be tall and also thinks big heels are cool

• The red parts on his design are a tad bit glittery/shiny

• Still on the fence about constellations in his design since I don’t know anything about them. I have Orion’s Belt ‘pointing’ at the sun and Corvus floating around the moon.

• Yes that’s the fucking Bill Cipher “William”constellation. It’s only there to torment a good friend of mine because I think it’s funny. Purely an easter egg for the sake of being a menace

• Soul the type of guy to have a bunch of pins and patches on his jacket. Might have to revisit the idea one day (Pins will definitely get rearranged in any future art, maybe he changes it up a bit daily to be silly)

• MASCARA! Pointy eyelashes

#hmsdoodles #obsessed with them <33 #my goobers #chonnys charming chaos compendium #cj heart #cj mind #cj soul #cccc #chonny jash #cccc heart #cccc mind #cccc soul

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alotofpockets · 11 months ago

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Down the aisle | Leslie Shay x Firefighter!Reader

Where you and Shay go from girlfriend's to wives

Chicago Fire masterlist | Words: 1.6k

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“Kelly Severide, stop laughing at me.” Shay said in frustration. “Why? It’s funny that you have something bad to say about every beautiful ring you see.” Her best friend had been with her in the jewellery store for the past hour, not to mention that it was the fourth jewellery store they had visited in the past week.

“The ring has to be perfect, Kelly.” He shook his head, “I know, but at this pace there aren’t going to be any rings left in the world. That girl is head over heels for you, and will say yes no matter what ring you pick. “Still I want it to be perfect.”

They kept looking around at the ring collection this store had until Shay’s eyes fell on the one. “Oh my god, that’s it. That is the ring!” Kelly celebrated quietly behind Shay’s back. He loved his best friend dearly, but was also glad that he would finally be spending his days off somewhere other than in a jewellery store.

For Shay it had been easy to keep her thoughts of wanting to ask for your hand in marriage, but now that she had something physical to do it with, she was anxious you would find out. She had given Kelly the ring for safekeeping, but still she knew that she wouldn’t be able to keep the plan a secret for much longer. So, she changed her original plan a little bit, and decided she was going to ask you on your next date night.

Since you both worked 24 hour shifts at the firehouse, you made sure that you made time for each other on your hours off. One of the things you did to reassure you would have some time set aside was a set date night. It really didn’t matter what you did, the only thing that mattered is that you did it together.

Today’s date night, you went to the Field Museum of Natural History. They had a dinosaur section, which is exactly why Shay wanted to bring you here. You loved dinosaurs and learning more about them. You thought the museum was amazing, and were running around showing her things like an excited little kid.

When you got back home, you were still talking about the dinosaurs. So much so that you didn’t realise the set up of your living room. Shay looked around, very happy with how her idea had played out. She had asked Kelly and Dawson to set up the “Will you marry me?” sign surrounded by a rose petal heart. It looked absolutely perfect, now you just had to look around.

The moment that you did, time stood still. You looked at the setup in front of you with your jaw dropped, and eyes widened in surprise. When you turn to look at your girlfriend, she is down on one knee and holds out an open ring box towards you. “Yes, yes, yes!” You say with tears in your eyes.

“You're not even going to let me ask the question?” She giggles with tears in her own eyes from your excitement. “Oops?” You laugh back. “Please ask me, darling.”

With a big smile on her face, Shay holds your hand. “You are my best friend, and I want to spend the rest of my life by your side. Y/n Y/l/n, will you marry me?”

You're now both full on crying, but in the best way. “Yes, I will definitely marry you!” You fall into her arms and sob happy tears into each other's shoulders.

The rest of the evening was spent in the comfort of your home and each other's arms. It wasn't until the next day that you told people about your engagement. Shay sent Severide a picture with the text “She said yes!” He congratulated the both of you and invited you for a drink at Molly's.

Of course, you should have expected the whole team to be waiting for you inside of Molly’s as you arrived. All of them yelling out “Surprise!” When you walked through the door. It was nice celebrating this step in your relationship with the people closest to you, the people that had become your family over the years.

The next day where the team was back at work, the room buzzed with energy. Everyone was excited about the engagement, and was asking all kinds of questions about your plans for the wedding. Above all else, they were thrilled that the couple they had seen grow over the years, was taking the next step together.

Your day started off calm, but as soon as that first bell rang, you knew it wouldn’t be stopping any time soon. As you expected, the calls began to pile up, and the intensity grew. A handful of car accidents, a heart attack victim, and a kitchen fire kept you busy in just the morning.

There was just enough time to have some lunch, before the bells rang again. All units were called to respond to the scene, so you knew this was going to be a serious one.

A multi-story building had caught fire, and people were still trapped inside. You rushed into truck 81 and your team raced to the scene. When you got there you realised just how far gone the building was. Flames were shooting out the windows, and thick dark clouds of smoke hung around the tall frame of the building.

Without hesitation, you all sprang into action. “Y/l/n, you’re going up with me. The rest help Squad.” You put on your mask and ran inside, following close behind Casey. When you got up to the fire floor, there was no time for second-guessing, you had to go before the building would collapse.

The heat and the thick smoke combined, made it hard to see anything at all. Yet you kept yelling out, until finally you heard voices respond. A family of four was hiding in the bathroom, as most of the room was engulfed in flames.

You and Casey worked together to get the trapped family into the hall. You stood in the middle of the room, helping them over the flames, while Casey got them into the hallway. The moment that the family was out in the hallway, the ceiling about you gave way.

One of the beams came crashing down, and pinned you to the floor. “Go, get downstairs!” Casey shouted to the family. The safest for them was to head down and meet another firefighter there, he didn’t want more of the ceiling to collapse while the family was still there.

“Mayday mayday, firefighter down on the sixth floor.” He radio’s in while he makes his way to you. Seconds after Shay’s voice is heard over the radio. “Casey, is y/n okay?” He doesn’t answer, as he doesn’t know the answer himself yet.

“Casey, come in.” Boden requested as the line was still quiet from your end. “Getting to her now. The ceiling collapsed and she’s trapped under a beam. She’s conscious, but I need help getting it off of her.”

You were conscious and talking to Casey while he was trying to pull the beam off himself, without any luck. Luckily more people arrived to aid him, very quickly. With many hands, cribbing, and the right tools, they were able to get you out from underneath the weight of the beam quickly.

When you got outside, one arm over Casey’s shoulders and the other over Severides, you finally felt like you could breathe again. Shay ran into your arms. “Are you okay? Let me check you out, please, I need to make sure that you’re okay.” You lift your arms from the boys and hold onto your fianceé. “I’m okay, just going to be really sore tomorrow.”

“I thought I lost you.” You shake your head. “You’re not getting rid of me that easily.” You joke, but you were well aware of how the situation could have ended. “Life is too short. I don’t want to waste any time.” Shay was quick to chime in, “You don’t have to convince me, let’s get married as fast as we can.”

After a long and exhausting shift, the team got together for a small firehouse wedding. It was just quickly thrown together, but you had all you needed. Your bride and your family surrounding you.

Severide walked Shay down the makeshift aisle, while you were standing in the doors of the apparatus floor with Casey by your side. He was like a brother to you, so there was not even a question on your mind when Shay asked you who you would want to walk you down the aisle. “Are you ready?” He says as he watches your eyes meet Shay’s. “I’ve never been more ready for something in my life.”

You met Shay between Truck 81 and Ambulance 61, a small touch to give even more meaning to this day. Boden stood between you, who better to officiate your wedding than the man that had been like a father figure to the both of you.

The ceremony, while simple, was perfect. It was a day neither one of you would ever forget. After you had said your I do’s and sealed your marriage with a kiss, you carried Shay inside bridal style.

While the day may be over, your shift was not. But for now the team would rest, and hope to be recharged enough when the next bell rang. For you the day was perfect, just because you had Shay by your side for the rest of your life.

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#leslie shay #leslie shay x reader #chicago fire x reader #chicago fire imagine #one chicago x reader #one chicago imagine #one chicago #matt casey #kelly severide #chicago fire #chicago fire fanfic

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iwillneverforgiveyousunghanbin · 2 years ago

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airpods

read part two (posted 4/28/24) here!!! wc: 2k reader: femme!afab (matt calls reader a "bad girl", reader is wearing a denim skirt) warnings: smut 18+; MINORS DNI!!! -- specific warnings under the cut -- also a really bonkers scenario; funny & angst -- stepcest -- inserting foreign objects -- slighttttt dub-conn-ish summary: (y/n) will only give rivalnewstepbrother!matthew his airpods back if he promises to play a little game with them

ੈ✩‧₊˚ this is a doozy lmao. pretty iconic tho if i do say so myself. i take literally no responsibility for it even tho i am 100% responsible for it. basically just wrote itself while i was in a fever dream-like state so pls enjoy. i think it needs a sequel personally but lemme know what you think!

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warnings: 18+ explicit smut, stepcest, insertion of foreign object into genitals (reader), kind of dub-conny, lots of taunting teasing and degradation from both characters, fingering (reader receiving), oral sex (female receiving), orgasm denial, hints of dom!matt and dom!reader and also sub!matt and sub!reader we really cover the bases and lay some groundwork lmao, lots of swearing and i used the word vagina once it was for something funny not for smut but people can still be triggered by that word so! you are warned.

“matty, what the actual f*ck are you doing?” you ask as the sight of your dumbass step brother admiring his shirtless reflection in the mirror assaults your eyes.

ever since you met matthew a year and a half ago, every holiday had been ruined by your family constantly comparing you to him. why couldn’t you be more like matt? he’s so passionate and hardworking towards his craft and you’re a waitress at a bar. and not a classy one.

though you don’t see him all that much, you have to share the house with him when he comes home to visit. this particular visit, you and matthew have the house to yourselves for the night— your parents having left this morning for a little new year’s getaway.

matthew’s flexing his (admittedly defined) triceps and dancing around a bit— headphones covering his ears. but when he sees your reflection staring back at him in his bedroom mirror, he jumps in horror.

“WHY ARE YOU WATCHING ME!?” he shouts, tearing off his headphones and sprinting across the room to slam the door in your face. “stalker.”

“freak,” you reply childishly, stepping back out of the doorframe to avoid a broken nose. once the door is shut, you knock sweetly.

tap, tap. tap, tap.

matthew opens it, cheeks as red (and canadian) as a pair of macintosh apples. “what do you want?”

“well, i was going to give you back your airpods that i stole yesterday so you didn’t have to wear those clunky headphones anymore, but,” you shake the airpods case in front of you teasingly before placing it back in the pocket of your denim skirt, “i don’t really wanna give them to you anymore after how rude you just were.”

“you—… you stole my airpods!?” matthew exclaims. “i’ve been looking everywhere for them!”

you shrug. “i guess not everywhere.”

“ugh, you can be such a b—,” matthew starts to curse, but he stops; a little conflicted pout forming on his plush lips. “a b—…”

“you can’t even f*cking say it, can you?” you taunt, pushing matthew’s door open a little further and taking a step inside. “too much of a marshmallow to even swear at me. afraid of hurting my feelings or something, matty?”

“as i’ve said many times before, just matt is fine,” he spits, brows furrowing in frustration. “and i’m not a marshmallow. and, frankly, i don’t give a… shit… about your feelings!”

“cute,” you mock, inching closer to him. your eyes wander down to his torso, a six-pack of well-fed abs staring back at you. “what is it with all the muscles anyway? you think they’ll distract girls from seeing how much of a dumpling you really are?”

“i’m not a dumpling,” matthew huffs through gritted teeth. “and it’s none of your business.”

you consider this for a moment and then nod. “you’re right. it’s none of my business.”

“really? that was easier than—”

“but if it was my business,” you continue, stealing another glance at his chest. your eyes trail down further— waistband of his calvin klein boxers peaking out from his jeans. you hate to admit it, but he’s kind of hot. maybe that wasn’t an entirely appropriate thought to be having about your lameass new step brother, but it was unfortunately the truth. “i’d tell you it isn’t working. not bad to look at though.”

you turn on your heel, starting to walk back out the door when matthew calls, “hey, what about my airpods!?”

“what airpods?” you reply innocently before a smirk darkens your features. you pull the case out of the pocket of your skirt again and wave it in front of him enticingly. “oh, these?”

matthew tries to grab them out of your hand, but you’re too quick— the earbuds back safely in your pocket before he can steal them. his jaw sets, eyes ripe with anger as he pushes the door shut behind you. he inches forward, effectively trapping you between him and the door. “give them the fuck back, you insufferable bitch.”

a wave of desire rushes over you. there’s just something about driving a nice boy over the edge that really does it for you.

and matthew was the nicest of nice boys— and because of that, a giant pain in your ass. but hearing him talk like that as he corners you in; hovering only a couple inches from your face…

“oh—… i—… uh… sorry,” he stutters as he realizes how close he is to you, backing up and stuffing his hands in his pockets. matthew blushes again as he looks away from you nervously.

he’s resumed his dumpling form, but the glimpse of potential lurking underneath was enough to make you want to see more.

“fine, you can have your airpods back,” you relent with a sigh. “if…”

“if?” he asks, brow raised.

“if you can find where i hide them,” you finish with a proud smile.

“i’m not gonna play that game,” matthew replies with a frown. “besides, this house is huge! you’re gonna make me tear the whole thing up to find something that small? no way.”

“that’s too bad,” you say, shaking your head. “i guess they’re mine now.”

matthew groans. “at least make the playing field more reasonable.”

you tilt your head to the side, a devious plan entering your mind. “i think i can work with that.”

matthew sighs. “i can’t believe i’m entertaining this... but where are you thinking?”

“me,” you answer. “i’m thinking you can search me.”

“like, you’re gonna hide it on your person,” matthew clarifies, ears burning red. “like, in one of your pockets?”

“yeah, exactly,” you hum happily. “my pocket.”

matthew swallows nervously, purposefully avoiding your gaze. “that sounds too easy. there has to be a catch.”

“no catch. it’ll be in my pocket,” you confirm, extending your hand to him. “you just have to find the right one.”

matthew blinks at you, then at your hand. after a moment, he takes it in his own and shakes it. “fine. deal.”

“i’ll be back in a minute then,” you say, throwing open the door and running off to hide the airpods in one of your pockets.

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“okay, so it’s not in your hoodie pockets,” matthew deduces after reaching a tentative hand in each one and coming up empty. “that means it’s in one of these pockets?”

you smile at him encouragingly as he blinks nervously at you, gesturing to your denim skirt.

“why are you making me do this?” matthew laments dramatically. “aren’t you, like… uncomfortable with me touching you and stuff?”

“not at all,” you reply with a smirk. “i do get a lot of enjoyment out of making you uncomfortable though.”

“so i gathered,” he says, starting to reach for one of your back pockets. “is it okay if i—.”

“just do it already,” you interject, rolling your eyes.

“okay, okay,” matthew says, reaching his hand down the pocket. “sue me for trying to be a gentleman.”

he pulls out his hand. it’s empty.

matthew reaches down your other back pocket, again finding nothing.

“should probably check the front,” you offer contentedly.

“thanks for the hint,” matthew huffs, walking back around to face you. cautiously, he sticks his fingers down your left, front pocket— moving them side to side before removing them. “are you f*cking with me? you didn’t even hide them, did you!?”

his rough tone sends another wave of excitement through you, but you force a little pout. “i can’t believe you think i wouldn’t play by the rules, matty.”

he sticks his fingers unceremoniously in the last pocket, coming up empty yet again. “then where the f*ck are they!?”

you tilt your head cutely, basically euphoric over how much you’re riling him up. “in my pocket.”

“i just looked through all your pockets! they’re not—…” matthew stops yelling, seemingly lost in thought before his eyes widen in total disbelief. “wait… you—… you don’t mean…”

“ding, ding, ding,” you reply with a malicious smirk. “you know, you’re smarter than you look.”

“you—… you put my airpods up your VAGINA!?” matthew yells: confused, horrified and impressed all at the same time.

you shrug. “i’ve had bigger.”

matthew is silent as you walk over to his bed and sit down, spreading your legs just a bit.

“well, the deal’s still on,” you offer, placing your hands behind you and leaning back onto them casually. “if you can find them, they’re yours.”

“you—… you want me to…” matthew stammers, eyes locked on your denim skirt. “to...”

“you don’t have to,” you assert, pulling up your skirt to reveal your bare core to him. his lips part, eyeing your center like it’s the forbidden fruit. and it kind of is. “if you don’t want to.”

“this is ridiculous,” matthew says breathily in a way that tells you that, though this may very well be a ridiculous thing to be happening right now, he’s a bit enticed by it all. he walks toward you, pushing you back a bit further onto the bed with one hand to expose your heat more. “this is absolutely f*cking…”

he kneels down on the hardwood floor between your legs, one hand finding each of your thighs and prying them further apart. he grabs your hips, pulling your naked core closer to his face. you hope he doesn’t notice you clench around his airpods at the man-handling.

matthew swallows hard as he examines every inch of you. scandalized eyes and bottom lip drawn between his teeth, you can basically hear his conflicting, depraved thoughts.

“i really hate you, you know that?” he asks rhetorically, licking his lips as your walls pulse again. he stuffs a finger up you suddenly, pushing it in further and further until he’s tapping on the case of his airpods. “if you’ve been looking for a reason that your whole family likes me better than you, i think both of our searches can end with this.”

the tiniest whimper escapes you at the degradation. it’s exactly what you’d been waiting for.

matthew looks up at you, knuckle-deep in your pussy. his lips part in shock at the sound. “did you--... did you just...”

“are you going to take it out, or what?” you reply, maintaining your rude, slightly bored disposition.

he looks back at your center, moving his finger to try to hook around the case and wiggle it out of you. it doesn’t budge. he inserts another finger into you, stretching your walls out in hopes that the case might come out with more space.

it stays put.

“it’s not coming out,” matthew says, panic in his eyes. “what did you do, gorilla glue it to your cervix?”

“i didn’t even know you knew that word,” you snort, averting his gaze. “i guess you’ll have to find a way to loosen it then.”

matthew’s eyes bulge. “and how the hell am i supposed to do that!?”

“hm, i dunno,” you muse, locking eyes with him again. “don’t they always say to put butter on your arm to make it slippery if it’s stuck in something?”

“you want me to put butter in your...” matthew trails off as he thinks more about your suggestion. “slippery?”

“yeah,” you reply with a nod, desperately trying to maintain your dominance. “you know, like... wet.”

“wet...” he repeats again, eyes meeting your cunt again. “you want me to make you... oh.”

“just a thought,” you shrug off.

matthew shakes his head quickly. “but, we can’t--... i can’t--”

“why can’t you?” you ask, tapping his bare chest with your toes. “oh, i remember now! it’s because you’re a f*cking marshmall--”

matthew’s hands grip your thighs roughly as he pulls your pussy even closer to his face. he licks a long, teasing stripe up through your folds-- ending and circling at your clit.

this time you don’t hide your moan.

“what was that?” matthew taunts, one eyebrow arching in amusement. “feel good?”

it does feel good-- better than you could’ve imagined matthew’s tongue would feel against you. you nod, moving your hips to try to push your core even closer to him. he slaps your right thigh hard, warning you wordlessly not to make a fuss. it just makes you need to fuss more, but he reattaches his tongue to your cunt anyway.

he laps at your clit with such dedication that you’re crying out within a couple of minutes-- begging him for more.

“pl--please,” you whine, hand running through his hair and pulling it from the base. “wanna cum on your tongue.”

“f*cking hell,” he moans into your core, the vibration sending more waves of pleasure through you. he closes his eyes as he starts to rhythmically suck on your bundle of nerves, only coming up for air to say, “how can you be so desperate with a pussy this perfect?”

“matty, i--”

“didn’t i tell you not to f*cking call me that,” he growls, inserting a finger into your now dripping cunt. “so this is what you wanted, huh? stole my airpods just so you could cum all over my fingers? you’re such a bad girl, (y/n).”

you’re right on the edge, just a few seconds more and you’ll be moaning matthew’s name like a prayer.

but then you feel it.

matthew’s finger latches around the now lubricated airpod case-- pulling it free from your warmest pocket as he detaches his lips from around your clit. you stare at him helplessly, the denial of your orgasm leaving you so frustrated you’re rendered speechless.

how could you have let him get the upper hand on you?

“but i guess you forgot,” he says with a smirk, standing up and walking toward the door. “bad girls don’t get to cum.”

you blink silently at him once. twice. matthew holds open the door, pointing into the hallway.

“now get out of my room.”

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givetomurasomechapstick · 4 months ago

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First meeting you + Realizing that they have feelings for you

Yet again, remember that none fo these gifs are mines! + I got inspiration from many other posts like this, so I thought I would try.

REMEMBER: FOR EACH CHARACTER THE READER IS AROUND THE SAME AGE AS THEM, NO AGE GAPS; THESE HEADCANONS MAY ALSO DIFFER FROM MY ORIGINAL; WHICH KIND OF S/O WOULD THEY LIKE HEACANONS.

Remember that this is an unfinished ongoing project which will have a lot of characters. Ones with checkmarks are finished.

Includes(in order):

Tomura Shigaraki (Tenko Shimura) ✔️

Izuku Midoriya (Deku) ✔️

Touya Todoroki (Dabi)

Shota Aizawa (Eraserhead)

Shoto Todoroki ✔️

Katsuki Bakugo (Dynamight)

Geten Himura

Tamaki Amajiki (Suneater) ✔️

Momo Yaoyorozu (Creati)

Nejire Hado (Nejire-chan) ✔️

Mina Ashido (Pinky) ➖

Ochako Uraraka (Uravity)

Denki Kaminari (Chargebolt) ✔️

Ejiro Kirishima (Red Riot)

Shuichi Iguchi (Spinner)

Himiko Toga ❌

Tsuyu Asui (Froppy) ❌

Fumikage Tokoyami ❌

Keigo Takami (Hawks) ❌

Neito Monoma ❌

Hitoshi Shinsou ❌

Itsuka Kendo ❌

Chisaki Kai (Overhaul) ❌

Mirio Togata (Lemillion) ❌

♪~°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°~♪

Tomura Shigaraki:

It was actually pretty funny how you first met. No villainy, no hero work, no nothing but just a causal day... Going to your local GameStop.

Honestly, you just came because a new game of your favorite series came out, or a dlc for your favorite game or smth.

So SOMEHOW you stumbled into him. (I swear he planned this) Don't ask how, that's for you to figure out.

Of course he was undercover, why and how else would he be outside? So you couldn't tell it was the most feared villain if you stared into his soul.

So after realizing you and that mysterious man (Shigaraki) had a lot in common, what else to do but to exchange numbers with a stranger 😃😃😃

So that's actually how you got closer, excluding the 24+ hours in total y'all played together in whatever multiplayer game you both have.

I feel like he was the first to fall for you, rather than you falling on him first. He literally first fell when he first met yo. I mean, how else would you get HIS number?

Overall, remember kids, video games can take you a long way. (No they can't)

Can we all take to appreciate how PRIDEFUL he was to show you his 100+ hour total playtime AT LEAST on every game.

Izuku Midoriya:

Honestly, this can vary of you were a UA student or a hero, vigilante, or villain.

If you were a UA student, you most likely bumped into him in the school halls.

He most definitely was flustered. Like, and undiscovered diagnose of flustered.

You probably slid a lot of letters under each other's dorm doors every night back and forth.

If you were a hero, or sidekick too I guess, he probably fanboyed over you to an almost dangerous level.

Has literally over five pages about you in his notebook. This boy knows your hero/sidekick name, real name, likes, dislikes, etc. (I swear he's not a stalker!!)

Probably attended to your agency at least once if you have one. And also probably let out a small squeak when he first saw you. Honestly tho, he never thought he'd meet his favorite hero.

If your a vigilante, you probably met eachother when he himself was being a vigilante. So you were both vigilante buddies together.

If you were a villain however, he has probably attempted to persuade you to become a hero, and figure out why you chose the path to villainy.

Doesn't matter if you decided not to listen to his little speech, he always kept following you. To the point where you was like "I feel like you have more you want to tell me than just your annoying favorite speech." and then he comebacks like, "I'm still just curious why you wanted to be a villain tho?"

He always loves to recite his favorite speech to his favorite villain.

Who fell first? Is this a joke? Deku probably fell in love with you since your debut. As a hero, vigilante, first meeting as a villain, or first day at UA. He didn't realize tho until later on.

Touya Todoroki:

Shota Aizawa:

Shoto Todoroki:

I think y'all first met thanks to Endeavor.

Like, you attended his agency or smth and he was like "The perfect person for my son"

Endeavor has most definitely brought up quirk marriages when both you and Shoto are around (bro Shoto literally covers your ears at the words)

I guess then you both started to bond and those feelings turned into something more. But gradually.

Like, Shoto wanted to see what his dad was yapping about and you both became like best friends.

I honestly think you fell first. Shoto had feelings too most likely, but you held the upper hand.

Katsuki Bakugo:

Geten Himura:

Tamaki Amajiki:

I'm going off of my story, you both met at the annual class 3-A training camp.

It was kind of awkward, since you was kind of energetic. More like hyper at the moment.

If you want to full story, go here because I'm too lazy.

But if you was shy, that would be a different story. Imagine if you guys met because he decided to use up all his confidence sitting next to you at lunch, only to make a blushing tension.

Nejire and Mirio would shove you more together afterwards, because everyone needs a little push sometimes.

Energetic reader? Amajiki fell first. Shy reader? Reader fell first.

Momo Yaoyorozu:

Nejire Hado:

You both met before UA actually. When you both were in middle school. You was probably both bullied and looked down on because of your quirk, strong or not.

Therefore you both were kind of sick of all the tension because of quirks. Why can't they learn to except you aren't trying to look down on them?

So you guys bonded over that. She approached you, you attempted to make friends, and it all turned out happy in the end. Happy ever after-

No wait. Because you didn't get accepted into UA. Nor any hero school, which was kinda suspicious.

Anyways, that caused you both to drift a part and Nejire started acting like he cold person she was when she met Amajiki because she had been looked at so vain again.

When you both were together, no one wanted to battle a tag team. But since you were divided, it continued again, especially for Nejire.

Let's just say, you met again under circumstances.

Who fell first? Nejire. She realized she was in love after you decided to defend her when she was treated differently.

Mina Ashido:

Probably met at a dance studio. And even if you don't like to dance you decided to give it (another/a) chance. And that is how you met Mina.

Ochako Uraraka:

Denki Kaminari:

Definitely met him during some sort of battling event. I don't care which side you was on, but something where you had to fight eachother.

And everything was going good as you stepped into the battlefield until SOMEONE started flirting with you.

Most definitely flirted with you the entire fight. Until he was shut up of course. I wouldn't be surprised if he said flirts that were out of your book. Even if you weren't used to that kind of stuff, it would sound unusual.

After then, he flirted with you whenever he found you.

Obviously he fell first 🙄. You didn't even want him when you first met but he was already desperate.

Ejiro Kirishima:

Shuichi Iguchi:

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chaoortu · 1 month ago

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MY SHAYLAS... 8-24 spoilers and analysis under the cut

okay so this chapter rlly is a good reminder that they are still teenagers learning to communicate but god. god this was such a sad one i think because charlie FINALLY called nick out but the way he went about it was just. bad? not blaming him bc he's literally just sixteen i think but jesus man. I might have this analysis be panel for panel so stay with me y'all.

now charlie is the one who said he wanted to talk tomorrow. i will go on record saying if nick could get away with not talking he'd 100% take that route bc i honestly don't think he's ready to unpack WHY he's so anxious because it doesn't seem like he fully understands why he feels the way he does; he just knows he feels shitty! and wow bingo bullseye right on the money call me a prophet the way i predict things bc yeah. rejection of the "thanks for taking care of me" pancakes. (which, nick feeling the need to give back in that way, providing something i believe is connected to the fact that he seems to use sex both bc he enjoys it but also as a means of "hey. stay with me. don't leave me. look at what i can do for you look at how i perform please don't go."), and u could literally put a broken glass filter over that bottom panel. yeah. nick talking about HIS feelings isn't gonna happen while charlie is doing poorly. like from nick's pov, how can he possibly open up about his own anxieties when his boyfriend won't eat? when he might be on the verge of a relapse? i think what makes this chapter difficult is the fact that nick and charlie don't know how to talk to each other the way they used to anymore. and i had this kind of revelation that it's been a little over a year since charlie's been to treatment, and that sort of means nick's been playing the supportive boyfriend for a majority of their relationship. those early days where they did share things, where nick was blubbering and all that? that was a literal FRACTION of their relationship. and that's not charlie's fault, it isn't his fault he's mentally ill but it is the situation that they are currently in and idk if either of them have had that realization but i sure have. that's hard.

what i love is that we actually see in real time nick switching into supportive/perfect boyfriend mode right in front of charlie. this is nick's default and i genuinely think nick doesn't understand that he's doing it, like this behavior feels subconscious to me. and while charlie has now spotted this behavior and is trying to call it out, the way he goes about it is just... not good! the equivalent of trying to give nick a high five and slapping him in the face in the progress. like again, friendly reminder that nick has at this point had one nightmare THAT WE KNOW OF involving charlie dying. his anxiety around losing charlie, not even in the breaking up sense but the LITERAL sense is a massive thing. i have to remind myself sometimes that charlie was suicidal, that he was hurting himself, and when i put myself in nick's shoes... i don't know if i'd be able to tell my partner about my own issues if i didn't know with 100% certainty if they were in the clear out of fear that if my issues compounded atop theirs, it'd make their mental health worse. it's a kind of guilt i'd never forgive myself for and i have in fact broken up with people when my situation has gotten so severe that i could not be an equally supportive partner (around 16-17, so, the same age as the boys.) like this situation is HARD to navigate and it's made worse by the fact that they really haven't seemed to talk much about charlie's mental health, nick just knows it's declining because he's not eating and imo, that's a good enough reason to not want to tell my boyfriend about my deeprooted abandonment issues bc... what if i made his mental health worse? THAT'S where i believe nick is at. moving on.

now here is the funny thing. charlie fully bulldozes over nick here despite wanting nick to talk. and we see that gray ink blotch getting bigger and bigger, we see nick starting to pull away. this is no longer a conversation this is "my boyfriend is upset with me, what do i need to do to make him not upset as quickly as possible so he doesn't leave me?" it's not a conversation, not by a long shot. I do think if Charlie hadn't cut him off, Nick would've kept deflecting and that could've turned into a conversation if Charlie said: "hey you're still deflecting, you're still turning this on me can we please not." and maybe it'd turn into a blow up fight or maybe nick would just start fucking blubbering and they'd get somewhere. but that didn't happen, and yeah im a little upset about it because for someone who wants nick to communicate, charlie doesn't do a great job at giving nick the chance to in this moment and i get it bc this issue has been festering for months but like. christ. charlie is right to call nick out on focusing on him all the time but like. from nick's perspective-- their early relationship was all about keeping nick safe and then coming out, but the rest of it has been about making sure charlie doesn't, like, die??? and yes, it is dramatic. he's seventeen it is very dramatic for him. they haven't talked much about it though, not in a real way. and just god. nick looks so fucking exhausted here it's not even funny and like REMINDER THAT HIS ASS IS DISGUSTINGLY HUNGOVER AS WELL. i wish nick would've puked on charlie in the middle of this, alas. im the only one always rooting for a good catharsis vomit. we're gonna circle back to the "why are you treating me like i'm fragile" thing because charles francis, you lowkey just proved your boyfriend's side of things, but first!

nick is so funny for this bc there was no therapy speak in anything charlie said, he was just being open, which again-- i just don't think nick KNOWS how to talk about this kind of thing as in doesn't have the vocab to even try. he hasn't been to therapy! he doesn't know these things! but i do think charlie was putting words in nick's mouth here bc nick never has seen him as fragile. nick thinks charlie is one of the strongest people alive and has ALWAYS thought so, but he's also an anxious wreck right now so he isn't showing that as much. i think the "you really dont' need to use your therapy speak on me" is less about therapy speak and more about wanting to be talked to like a partner, not as a sort of therapist + client relationship which nick may have seen it as with the way charlie kept talking. now back to the fragile thing.

oh hey look it's the reason why nick didn't want to tell charlie his bullshit happening on page in real time. charlie is leaving. he is walking away. nick has tried to be perfect and good and his boyfriend is leaving anyway. and here's the thing. i don't think nick's in the wrong for not talking to charlie because these panels literally prove why he receded into himself. his big feelings (and they barely scraped the surface, fuck man) made charlie cry, his "outburst" made him leave. and i'm legit getting a little choked up about it because how... how is nick actually supposed to talk to him after this when charlie's sort of proved that he is too fragile for this conversation or rather that nick is "too much". yes, having nick throw that back definitely hurt, i see that, but for all charlie spoke about wanting nick to talk to him, he doesn't give him the chance to in this specific moment and when things get hard, he walks away. that! shit! blows! it's understandable. i get it on a character level and obviously the story needs conflict for a reason but it's also like... charles... francis... spring... that boy has been by your side even when you were really fucking mean to him and you are WALKNG AWAY because he had a little outburst!? get real dude.

so here we are with nick saying sorry for hurting charlie's feelings. and charlie saying he'll be there when nick wants to talk. nick is better than me bc the crashout that sentence would've caused would be newsworthy. i also love how we see nick's reflection in the mirror here, i just like it a lot. but this is like. ugh. nick really needs to talk to SOMEONE about this shit and i think the issue is that their friend groups are so combined and nick is too empathetic to even attempt talking about charlie in any way that might be perceived as negative with them bc he LOVES HIM DUH, but also bc he knows how that would look. and nick asking charlie to eat when he gets home breaks my heart. i don't think charlie will tbh. and i'm 88% certain nick will blame himself if charlie fully relapses and i am crossing my fingers and toes that doesn't happen for charlie's sake. but this is sort of like... yeah, this is the perfect chapter to showcase where their relationship is at. nick bottles his feelings because charlie isn't well, charlie wants to be treated like he's not fragile, but breaks when nick is the tiniest bit mean to him, and so the cycle goes. yes. it did kind of piss me off that charlie didn't really give nick the chance to speak and tbh... i hope nick doesn't go to him first. i want this to be a quiet "relationship break" on record, i sort of hate that charlie's put nick in the position of having to reach out bc i know nick doesn't know how to do that and it's not really the supportive move he seems to think it is. and i am selfish. i want charlie to have his "i'm going to run in the rain to make things right with my boyfriend" moment. but hey... david at the end. we all know i like david as an antagonist. so. i have no solid predictions, but i hope david, whose just gotten out of a relationship, can have a convo with nick about charlie and offer some perspective and maybe some fucked up older brother advice? although i'd gnaw my own ARM OFF if we got a parallel to the tori kicking his phone out of his hand and david either talking to tori or charlie directly. i, selfishly, want a "i'm the only one allowed to make him feel like shit" moment bc as an older sibling with not a great relationship with their younger siblings, i am always down to proverbially beat their partners if they so much as make one single step out of line. i am also sort of hopeful that maybe. hopefully MAYBE see nick go to rugby and god, i'd gnaw my own leg off if he got injured. i want him to get bonked on the head badly. i want sai, christian, or otis to call charlie about it. i want the moment to highlight some of charlie's ocd. oh. the one time you make your bf talk he gets a fucking concussion you are the worst worst worst person alive, that kind of thing. i want the moment to force them to talk OR... I want Tao and Elle to break up and that lights the fire under Nick and or Charlie's asses to start chatting. but idk. nick will probably just talk to david and possibly hopefully maybe his mum about it? I feel like there's been a severe lack of Sarah in these pages. Does she come home and Nick is just like a wreck and David's like damn idk what to do about all that

#chao time #heartstopper analysis #i need nick to get a rugby injury so bad

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mehwmidklpe · 5 months ago

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JUST A PRANK

Connor Stoll x Aphrodite!Reader

It started with a little 'welcome to camp' prank, many years ago when you first got here.

It ended up worse.

You and Connor had shared a cabin for many years since you had been unclaimed for a long time. Between the pranks, the teasing and you scolding him for his pranks, you actually were pretty close.

Like when you'd wonder who your mother was he'd be like 'definitly not Aphrodite, maybe Athena cause you're hella smart and I wouldn't be suprised if you were a forbidden daughter of Artemis cause you're a freaking badass'

He was wrong.

Everyone was wrong.

You were indeed Aphrodite's daughter.

And ever since you left cabin 11, the pranks had been on a roll.

You'd wake up by the screams of yoru siblings, crying over their hair, you'd walk out of your cabin only to be covered in whipped cream and pink feathers, you'd be training in the arena, only open the box that normally had your weapons in it, but isntead being bombed with a glitter bomb, no weapons to be found.

You were sick of it.

Plus, you felt bad for your siblings for having to deal with this too.

In the past years you've grown closer to Silena, whenever she got pranked, you'd feel like it was your fault.

Anyways, you sat down at the dinning pavilion with Silena, but you were greeted by serious looks on the face of your siblings. "Good morning to you too?" You frowned. "Y/n.." Valentina started slowly. "Yes..?"

"This needs to stop. Connor's pranks. This is getting way out of hand." She continued before your other sister, Lacy spoke up. "And we're not saying this for ourselves, but for you. That boy just doesn't leave you alone." Then Silena nodded in agreement. "That is true. We care about you Y/n.."

A scoff could be heard from the hand of the table. "Speak for yourselves. His pranks are getting on my nerves. I even have a dimple from the stress. A dimple!" Of course it was Drew.

You rolled your eyes at her. "I'll talk to him." You assured your siblings before you went to take a bite of your food. Only when your fork touched it, your food exploded.

You let out a groan before looking over at the Hermes table, your eyes finding him.

Connor Stoll.

His eyes were already on you, but he quickly looked away.

Travis noticed. "Way to go, Con" He spoke at which Connor frowned. "What do you mean?" The boy asked. "Y/n. I thought you wanted to 'win her heart', right?" Travis asked.

"That's what I'm trying to do! But it won't seem to work!" The son of Hermes exclaimed. Travis rolled his eyes. "No shit. You keep pranking her. You're supposed to be the smarter one out of us, Con. Pranking Y/n 24/7 won't make her fall for you."

"Chris said it was."

Silence.

Travis patted Connor on his back, slowly shaking his own head.

"Chris was messing with you."

Oh dam you, Chris Rodriguez.

So later, Connor started thinking.

Maybe he should stop pranking you 24/7.

Maybe he should take you out on a nice date.

Maybe then you'd feel the same way he felt for you.

Oh. Never mind. You were way too busy with Leo Valdez.

Connor watched as you laughed with him. What did Leo have that he didn't? I mean Leo was funny, so was Connor! Leo was mischievous, so was Connor!

Your gaze went past Leo and landed on Connor. Why was he looking at you like that?

So when Leo left, you approached Connor. "What's your problem?" "My problem? I don't have a problem, just enjoying this fine evening at Camp." The Stoll tried to play it cool. You weren't buying it. "Connor, I'm being for real, your pranks need to stop." "Too bad I don't wanna stop." He shrugged.

You scoffed at that. "You're not funny Connor. Your pranks are stupid, they're getting sloppy and old. You always do the same pranks, it's getting boring. Also, they're pretty pretictable. So you migth as well just stop, cause no one actually thinks you're funny anymore."

The blue eyed boy clenched his jaw. "Oh? You actually noticed that stuff? And here I thought you were too busy kissing the ground Leo walks on." "I do not do that." You spat back, but he just smirked.

"Seems like it. You're just like every, other, Aphrodite child. The only thing you do is chase after boys." "Connor–" "Am I wrong though?" He interrupted.

You just stood there, silently, mentallky slapping yourself for not saying anything back. You didn't want to be silenced by a boy, yet you were.

So you walked away.

That's when Connor decided that maybe taking you on a date wasn't the best idea.

You wanted a better prank?

You'll get a better prank.

So the next day you woke up (later then your other siblings who were probably outide already), got out of bed and lookd at yourself in the mirror.

During the years of being claimed by Aphrodite, you figured you'd have her on your good side if you looked pretty, even without make up or crop tops and skirts, you made sure you looked good enough for your mother's liking.

Only when you turned to the mirror, there was a note on it.

'Look in the mirror and see how pink you are!' '–your favorite prankster, Connor Stoll! XO'

Only then you realized what he meant with 'how pink you are'.

Your hair was pink.

Messy and pink

Not the pretty kind of pink. Like for real ugly pink.

It was ugly. Ugly. You couldn't be ugly. You're mom would hate you, you needed to be perfect, you couldn't– "Y/n?"

It was Silena.

She had walked in and seen you with your terrible hair.

"I–Connor–My hair–he–I–" You couldn't even speak, but your sister was by your side immediately. "I'm so sorry sweetie, it's okay." She sooted you, her voice kind and gentle.

You shook your head. "But what about mo–" "She won't find out if I fix your hair for you. I think I migth know how, just stay here, okay? I'll be back soon and then your hair will be pretty again."

Meanwhile Connor walked around camp with a grin on his face. He was just about to look at how you were doing with his new creation.

When he reached cabin 10, the door was already the slightest bit open. Wide enough for him to see you, sitting there, back faced towards the door as you sat infront of one of the mirrors. He could see your face in the reflection of it.

Only he didn't expect to see you crying.

He was shocked, you never cried, now here you were, a hand running over your face, desperatly trying to wiper your tears away, but they just kept coming.

Connor had gone too far, he realized that now.

He wanted to walk in and soothe you, tell you how beautiful you are and that he was so, so, so incredibly sorry, but he didn't dare to.

So instead he walked away before someone would catch him there.

Just when Connor left, Silena came back with some products, ready to get started on your hair.

By the end of it, your hair was it's natural color again, but the first two strands of your hair were a soft pink. Silena had also put a pink ribbon on your hair, tied as a bow, and had dressed you in a cute pink dress.

"Oh. my. gods. You look so cute!" She squeeled at which you frowned. "I do? I don't think I lik–" You questioned and she nodded. "Yes, the look is so coquette! Our siblings will be so jealous!"

Only you didn't care about that. You didn't care if you looked cute or not, you didn't feel like it.

And that's how you ended up, sitting on a rock infront of the river. You had been there for a long time, hours maybe. No one would find you here, it was too far into the forest.

Well you were wrong, cause you heard silent footsteps coming your way.

"You uhm... you weren't at dinner.."

You didn't need to look up to know that it was Connor.

"Clarisse wanted to spar with you, but she couldn't find you and there was no one to lead the archery lesson so Percy decided to take over, but uhm..that didn't end well..." He continued, looking down, akwardly kicking a small rock.

"You ruined my hair." You state, going straight to the point, not even lookign at him. "I-I'm so, so sorry. I really am. It looks good now though.."

"That's not the point, Connor! You keep pulling these stupid pranks on me! You never leave me alone! Did I do something to you which made you decide I should be pranked every single week??" "No–" "Then why'd you do it?" You ask him, but he stayed quiet.

Tears were starting to run down your cheeks. "You ruined my hair, Connor. My mother loved my hair. But I can't pull of pink hair, it just doesn't suit me. My y/h/c hair did! It looked terrible, it was ugly, not good enough. I need to be perfect or else my mother won't ever love me–"

"But you're always perfect, Y/n.." Connor tells you, making you stop rambling.

Then he continued. "You're beautiful. All the time. You're beautiful when you smile, you're beautiful when you curse me out for my pranks, you're beautiful with pink hair, you're beautiful when you cry, you're beautiful when you look all coquette like this, you're beautiful when you wear an oversized hoodie and baggy pants just as you like it... I could go on, but you're gonna have to be sitting here for a long time if I do."

You listened to every single word he said, letting yourself believe it for a second. "You think so..?" You ask him, a hint of hope in your tone. "I know so." The curly haired boy states. "I don't like the way I look now though.. Silena says it's great, but I don't really feel great..But I guess it's better then the full on pink hair." You admit to the boy.

"I'm sorry about that again.." He repeated, obviously feeling very guilty about it. You just silently nodded, still not looking up at him.

Silence fell between the two of you, the only sound you could hear was the slight breese, the ruffling of leaves and the flow of the river.

"I've been in love with you ever since you single handedly took out that hellhound."

Connor suddenly admitted, he didn't sound rushed, his voice was soft.

You froze, you're heart skipping a few beats as you heard what he just said.

"And I'm sorry that I kept pranking you all this time.. I just–don't know–just your attention I guess. I thought maybe you'd start feeling the same way about me.. Now that I say it out loud, it sounds really stupid." The younger Stoll continued.

When you didn't say anything, he figured that was probably worse then a rejection. But what did he expect? You were way out of his league.

"I should go now–" "You remember when you set a bunch of spiders loose in Annabeth's cabin because she spoiled the end of my favourite book for me?" You ask him, stopping him before he could leave.

Connor nodded slowly, recalling that exact moment vividly. "Yeah.. Of course I do."

"I fell fast for you after that." You admit to him.

Y/e/c eyes met blue ones. Two soft smiles were placed on your faces.

Connor slowly took a few steps and sat down infront of you. He then took of his Camp-Halfblood hoodie, leaving him in his Camp-Halfblood shirt. The boy carefully put the hoodie on you.

"Better?" He asked you, earning a small smile from you. "Much." You nodded. "Now this is what I call cute." Connor then said, scanning the way you look in his hoodie. You had to giggle slightly and Connor loved the sound of it.

When the playfull mood died down, Connor took your hand in his, placing your intertwined hands in his lap. "I promise you, I'll never prank you again." You smiled at him. "So I'm like.. what? You're only exeption?" "Yes. You're officialy prank-free." He states. "Thank you Con." "Anything for you.."

Connor brushed a pink strand of hair behind your ear and then placed a soft, lingering kiss on your cheekbone.

The son of Hermes and the daughter of Aphrodite.

Who would've thought?

But you were together.

That's all that mattered.

#connor stoll x reader #connor stoll #percy jackson #pjo hoo toa #pjo #hoo #heroes of olympus #trials of apollo #fluff #fic #x reader #percy jackson x reader #aphrodite children #cabin 10

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darlingsfandom · 1 year ago

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stalker lenny miller x neighbour younger reader PLEASEE

You got it friend ✨

tw: stalking, stealing, he’s a creepy pervert!

not proofread.

“Hi Mr. Miller!” Rang in his ears making him turn around to see you standing there waving with your mail in your hand.

“Hi sweetheart, how are you?” He gave you a small smile. You walked across the yard in your little slippers since it was early morning.

“Pretty good! Love that we’re having colder morning again.” You smiled at him which made his heart skip a beat. “I wanted to give you your mail last night but you must’ve been asleep.” You had a few pieces of junk mail in your hand. Lenny’s job kept him busy and gone for days at a time so he had asked you to collect it for him.

“Thank you, I can always count on you!” He took the mail out of your hand making sure lightly brush his finger tips against your fingers. To say Lenny enjoyed you was an understatement. He watched you, everything you did he knew about it. Lenny had access to you 24/7 and you had no clue about.

“Do you want to come in for some coffee? I just made a fresh pot.” Lenny asked.

“That would be lovely.” He put out his arm for you to loop around. Once he had you inside he couldn’t help but think about how he could just keep you here, but he knew now was now the time. He helped you sit on the stool in front of the island in his kitchen.

“Sugar?” Lenny put a mug in front of you that looked similar to the one you had in your own kitchen. It was a simple red mug with black polka dots, what was even funnier is the fact that his mug had a chip in the handle just like yours!

“Yes please !” You put your hands in your lap as he poured the coffee for you. A small smile appeared on your lips before a quiet “thank you” left your lips. Lenny leaned on the opposite side of the island sipping his own coffee watching how you drank your coffee.

“So anything new ? How’s grandma doing over there? Better ?” Lenny asked.

“Eh nothing new. Grandma is grandma you know. We do our afternoon walks, she still does her bird watching from the porch but you won’t believe this… we went for the early bird special last week and she got flirty with another old man!” You giggled making Lenny laugh with you.

“Grandma still has it going on eh?” He laughed before the both of you made that face that said “ew” .

“Well at least one of us does.” You sighed into your coffee.

“Oh please, you’re beautiful Y/N, you could get anyone you wanted. You’re also smart, caring, funny and a very polite young lady.” Lenny spoke up making you stiffen as he moved closer with each word.

“Oh! Umm thank you… for everything , I gotta get going.” You jumped off your stool and quickly made your way back into your shared home with your grandma. Lenny watched carefully how you went back inside. He knew what he was doing. He didn’t care , he found it funny that you didn’t question why he had your coffee cup in his home, you didn’t notice that he had picked flowers out of your garden and put them in his kitchen.

That moment in the kitchen played in his head over and over as the days passed. You still smiled and waved at him when you crossed paths that you knew of. Lenny had taken some time off work to relax after his last mission with Anna or so he told his boss but it meant he could watch you more. He’d do normal things like take out his trash, check the mail, went for runs shortly after or shortly before you’d go on your walks, he’d even take up bird watching or so everyone thought! Why else would he have binoculars ?

It was the night you had just taken your grandma over to stay at her friends house because even in your eighties you still stay with your friends and to be fair she was just around the corner and Lenny caught out to this. He watched you pull into the driveway, lock the car and settle in for the night. He always thanked his lucky stars that his bedroom faced your bedroom window, well it was your grandmas storage room until you moved in with her to help her out seven months ago also known as when Lenny started stalking you.

You were mindlessly undressing in your room, tossing the dirty clothes into your hamper and walking into the bathroom to shower . Lenny had about twenty minutes to spare before you’d be done. He toyed with the idea for about thirty seconds before he was walking over to your home. The extra key was under the painted rock , of course he knew that! He let himself in quietly tip toeing along the carpet towards the stairs that for his sake were also carpeted , but he was still going to be smart about it.

The running water filled his ears when he passed your bedroom. He had to be quick , Lenny snuck into your bedroom and went straight for the hamper to steal another pair of your panties. He couldn’t take the ones you just had, that would be too obvious so he dug until he found an emerald colored pair and quickly ran off after making sure nothing else looked different. Once he was back downstairs Lenny took a deep inhale of your panties before he looked around your living room to see you had a magazine spread open , he arched an eyebrow and grabbed that too. It was a porn magazine but he didn’t care! It had your scent on it. The water had turned off and that was his signal to leave so he did, put the key back where it was and made his way back to his own house to his room and looked to see you standing there drying off completely clueless that he was just in there.

You finished drying off and turned to face to the window completely unaware that Lenny was watching you. You grabbed the lotion , put some in your hands and rubbed it slowly onto your tits which Lenny rubbed his dick through his pants watching you do your nighttime routine. He didn’t care that he watched you , stole your stuff or sent you some gifts. He sent you flowers at home and work, but the funny thing is… you never told him where you work just what you did! Lenny also sent little stuffed animals and he could tell you liked those because he seen them sitting on your dresser and what is even funnier is that he put a little bit of his cologne on the toys, so how you never made the connection ? You were as naive as he hoped.

Watching you day after day, week after week, month after month , Lenny was more than invested in you. He loved you. The gifts kept on coming, but he was careful not to send the same type of flowers or chocolates. He would watch from his kitchen window in the mornings to see you grab the paper from the porch and hoped you were in a tank top but it didn’t always happen.

“Mr. miller !” You waved at him with that same pretty smile he’s grown to love.

“Hello Y/N! How are you?” He asked throwing his trash into the trash can just like what were you doing.

“Good good, hey I know this is a long shot but have you seen anyone around ?”

“You’ll have to explain a little more my dear.” Lenny raised an eyebrow.

“Well you see I’ve been having these gifts dropped off on my porch and I just… I’m confused. There’s no notes or anything just a vase of pretty flowers!” You crossed your arms before looking at him with a sigh.

“I wish I had an answer for you dear but you know I’m not always home and when I do get home it’s pretty late, anyone crazy enough to deliver flowers that late.. “

“Yeah you’re right but it’s just strange because it’s always my favorite things like they’ve studied my brain or something.” A dry laugh left your lips .

“Maybe an ex lover ?” He shrugged .

“No no, haven’t had a boyfriend or girlfriend since high school! Hard to date these days.” You scratched your head before shrugging.

“Tell you what, I’ll keep my eyes open from now on and if I see anything I’ll tell you soon as I see it.” Lenny gave you smile that made you smile back before saying goodnight and heading back in. He had to run back in and double check the order for the newest gift he had.

His collection of you had grown full of your panties, magazines, only two coffee cups because those were too big to play off, some of your chapsticks, he even bought the same lotion you used on your boobs so he could have your scent on his hands at all times. You were his! But only he knew that and he liked it that way for now!

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