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katyasrussianaccent · 3 years

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i don't wanna be your friend, I wanna kiss your lips (corpse x reader)

Summary: Corpse suggests you flirt with each other to mess with the fans. What happens when you suddenly catch feelings?

Authors Note: This has been in my brain for so long so I decided to write it. May or may not write a part 2, im not sure. Lemme know what you think! My requests are open for fic/headcannons aswell 💖

It should have been simple.

Flirt, mess with the fans a little, sit back and relax.

It should have been simple.

You remember Corpse coming to you with the idea.

“Why would we do that?” you had asked, frowning at your phone screen. It had been another late night phone conversation with him; something that was starting to become a regular occurrence.

You pictured him shrug as he answered. “Fun?”

“Are you so bored you wanna make a fake relationship with me?”

“Not a relationship. Just do what we do now, but like, more.”

You had agreed before your brain had even registered it. On paper it was straightforward. You already flirted a little anyway, you were naturally a flirtatious person, and so was he. It made sense; or at least you had told yourself that it did. You knew the fans already shipped you together, you saw the things they tweeted as you occasionally lurked the ynhusband tag on Twitter. It was just innocent fun right? No-one was going to get hurt.

For a little while that was true. For a little while he called you baby and you called him darling and it meant nothing. Your face didn’t feel flush when he commented on your latest Instagram post and your heart didn’t do a little flip when he would call you just to see how you were. The phone conversations were your favourite; curled up in bed with the phone on your pillow, trading secrets into the night. He had suddenly become this constant in your life, this almost routine familiarity like brushing your teeth or going to get milk.

You weren’t sure what changed, when it had gone from being innocent fun to meaning something. It was like someone had flicked a switch, and Corpse was no longer a warm glow but this bright, blinding light that hurt your eyes to look at too long. It was almost cruel, the way you wanted something so unobtainable; the universe’s idea of a joke had no humour in it. The thing with Corpse was he was so unaware of the power he had. He was mysterious yes, but he was faceless among a sea of faces; of course people were drawn to him. And you were just another.

You started to pull away. You played different games with different people, you ignored his tweets. It was easier, if you never interacted with him, you could pretend there was nothing but shallow feelings instead of the crashing waves that threatened to pull you under. The fans had started to notice; your streams were filled with questions that you refused to answer.

“Where’s Corpse?” you read aloud as you scrolled down the chat. “Probably in his house? Go ask him.” Your tone was bitter even to you and you inwardly cringed. He hadn’t contacted you in 2 weeks, and while you were thankful, you were hurt by it. It was stupid and hypoctritical of you to be upset by something that was your own doing, and you weren’t sure what you had expected from him. He had other friends, other people to talk to, why would he have cared about you anyway?

Your phone lit up next to you, and you ignored the pang of disappointment at Rae’s picture flashing up.

Rae: Among Us???

You hesitated for a second. The likelihood of Corpse being there was high, but you knew deep down he wouldn’t say a thing to you, not on stream or in front of your friends. You could just ignore him, like you had been doing and it would be fine. You weren’t sure you believed yourself anymore.

“Guys, you want to watch me play Among Us? I’m not sure who’s playing, other than Rae.” You looked at the fast flowing stream of affirmatives and emojis. Guess you had to do it now. You opened up the game and joined the lobby.

“-yeah she looks really fucking cute,” you heard Corpse say as you logged in. You looked down at your outfit,; he definitely wasn’t talking about you in your oversized t-shirt and sweatpants. You had been on stream for a few hours now; your eyeliner was smudged a little and any lipstick had worn off with the constant drinking and licking your lips. No, he definitely wasn’t talking about you.

“Hey guys,” you said tentatively, swallowing down the feeling of jealousy at Corpse’s previous words.

A chorus of greetings hit you, and you smiled at their enthusiasm. You had played with Rae, Sykunno and Toast a few times before, but Felix, Jack and Ash were new to you, though you knew of them.

“Hey Y/N,” Corpse said. You had hoped after 2 weeks he wouldn’t still affect you so much, but the way your stomach turned said otherwise.

“Hey Corpse,” you replied, hoping your tone was casual.

“I haven’t seen you in a while, how are you?” he asked.

“Oh. Uh yeah, I’ve been a bit busy I guess, how are you?” You looked down as you answered, picking at your nail polish. You glanced at the chat that was filled with messages.

corpsesbaby: You can always tell when someones lying coz they look down” llamadelrey: why is this so awkward lmao arent they friends??” simpsforrae: This is like is a breakup i swear

“I’ve been okay, thanks” Corpse answered, drawing your eyes off the chat and back to the game. You nodded as you muted your mic to go back to your stream.

“I hope I don’t get imposter, I always suck at that so much.” You watched as the screen counted down and the word IMPOSTER flashed up alongside Corpse’s name. “Guess I jinxed it guys.”

Great. Not only were you imposter, you were imposter with Corpse, which meant you would have to actually speak to him. Maybe you wouldn’t have to.

You both followed Rae as she walked up towards Greenhouse, and you cornered her while she did her task, killing her quickly.

“Everyone seemed to go right, so we should vent back towards cafeteria to avoid suspicion,” Corpse said.

“Okay,” you answered. You vented together, and you muted your mic to laugh. “This is kinda cosy guys.” You said to your chat. You briefly imagined what it would be like in real life to be so close to him.

You moved to Admin where Toast was doing his task. Before you could say a word, Corpse had already killed him and you both vented outside Cafeteria. “Fuck, that was so close,” you muttered, chuckling a little.

“Don’t worry, I got your back,” he replied, making your heart sing a little.

“Oh my hero,” you said, making a point of swooning to your chat, your voice high and airy. “How will I ever repay you?”

He chuckled, “You shouldn’t ask questions like that.”

You flushed at the suggestive tone he had taken, and you hoped it wasn’t noticeable but judging by the comments in your chat, it clearly had been. This was another issue you had with Corpse; he always made these type of comments with you and it was really annoying. You knew there was no chance he was being serious, and sometimes you wished he would stop it purely because it got your hopes up.

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You opened your mouth to respond when Dead Body Reported flashed up, bringing your thoughts back to the game.

“Toast and Rae are dead,” Sykuuno said. “I found Rae in Greenhouse and Toast in admin.”

“I was in balcony, I went there from the cafeteria,” you said confidently. You hated being Imposter, especially being teamed with Corpse, who was so good at the game, you had a lot of pressure to do well.

“I was in MedBay, I didn’t see you YN,” Ash accused.

“You only see if they enter through the left door. She entered through the other door,” Corpse answered for you.

“And how do you know that?” Felix asked.

“I was in Cafeteria,” Corpse replied.

“You could’ve vented YN,” Jack said.

“No I couldn’t have, if Ash was in MedBay, she would have seen me. Unless she wasn’t in MedBay,” you suggested, smirking to your cam as you muted. “It’s not going too bad I don’t think? Always feel like I’ve been arrested when I’m Imposter.”

“Little sus of you Ash to say you were in MedBay when you weren’t,” Corpse said. You gaped a little at how easy it was for him to manipulate the situation, it was almost scary.

Ash argued as the other players began to agree and discuss among themselves. You smiled in success at the text on the screen.

Ash has been ejected.

You split up this time, and while you hadn’t really spoken during the game, you kind of missed Corpse’s astronaut next to yours, and you said that to your chat. “Haha, our colours did look cute together, I agree.”

Any previous trepidation you had had disappeared as soon as you had heard his voice; and you realised how much you had missed him. You would simply just need to deal with your feelings; they would go away eventually anyway. You just hoped it wasn’t too late for you to start again with him.

You walked to MedBay with Skyunno, making small talk as you did.

“I’m glad to see you playing with us, it’s been a little while,” he said and you felt bad that you would have to kill him. As you turned towards him, ready to kill as he did his task, Jack walked in. You mouthed oops at the cam.

“What’s going on here?” Jack asked, suspicion in his voice.

“I was just saying how nice it was to have YN here,” Sykunno replied. You stood and faked your task, watching the green bar fill as you did. It would be too risky to kill here.

“Ah yeah, Corpse has been asking after you constantly,” Jack said. You blinked at the response, it had caught you off guard.

“Oh?” you replied simply. You mentally shrugged it off. Of course he would have asked about you, you were friends, that was all.

DEAD BODY REPORTED

“Felix was dead in Reactor,” Corpse announced. “Oh Corpse, you’re taking a risk here” you said to your chat.

“I was in MedBay with Jack and Sykunno,” you replied, smiling as they agreed. “Where were you Ash?”

She sighed sadly. “I was in Labs, but I was doing a task, I swear!” You all agreed quickly that Ash would be the next voted out.

“2 to go,” you said triumphantly. “I thought I was gonna drag Corpse down, but it’s going okay!”

The round started again and you could feel yourself getting tired. Hopefully this wouldn’t be too much longer to finish the game.

You circled round Corpse a few times, hoping that he would understand your signal. Luckily he did, and you both vented to Decontamination where Skyunno and Jack were. The room had already started to emit steam, making it extremely easy for you both to vent unnoticed and kill them both.

You grinned at the Victory message that flashed up.

“Good game guys!” you said. The others congratulated you and Corpse on your win and you smiled at the sound of your names together. You had it bad.

“It was all YN,” Corpse said.

“Pfft you ssh being humble, it was all you,” you replied, taking your hair out of your ponytail and running your hand through it.

“Your hair looks nice,” Corpse commented and your eyes widened. Your heart started to beat a little quicker. How long had he been watching your stream?

“It’s bad to watch someone’s stream without telling them,” you replied, making a show of pouting for the camera.

He laughed a little. “What can I say, I’m a bad guy,” he said, singing the last words. You laughed at the sudden Billie Eilish.

“Guys, either play another game, or get a room,” Felix interrupted. You blushed a little and rolled your eyes, the chat going crazy from the corner of your eye.

“And that’s my cue to exit,” you said, yawning. “Bye guys, have a good night!” You wished everyone and your chat goodnight before closing the stream and leaning back in your chat. You couldn’t believe Corpse had been watching you. You hadn’t said anything too incriminating, but still.

You prepared for bed, settling back into the softness of your pillows as you grabbed your phone - a terrible habit you really needed to stop.

Corpse: Can I call you?

You gulped at the message that appeared on your screen, a gnawing feeling of nervous clung to your throat as you typed yes. His name came up almost instantaneously and your hand shook as you pressed to accept the call.

“Hey,” he greeted.

“Hey, what’s up?” you asked, trying to keep your voice even while your heart beat erratically in your chest.

“It was nice playing with you again,” he commented.

You sat up a little as you held the phone against your ear. “Did you call me to tell me that?”

“I haven’t spoken to you in a while.”

You sighed a little. “Yeah, I’ve been a bit busy, sorry - “

“You’re lying to me and I don’t know why,” he replied. You had never heard his voice like that before; so angry and hurt. You tapped your foot against your mattress as you thought what to say.

“I -”

“Did I do something?” he asked. You had been so selfish; blocking him out to avoid being hurt, but you hadn’t thought about his feelings. He was more popular than you were, you had assumed he would be fine, that he wouldn’t care if you were around or not.

“No, you didn’t do anything, I swear -”

“Then what? Because I thought we were friends, close friends and then suddenly you pretty much disappear. But you’re still streaming with other people. It’s pretty shitty of you.”

You chewed the inside of your cheek and looked up, the sting of tears threatening to fall. “It was really shitty of me, I’m sorry.”

“What happened?” he asked. “Please just tell me.”

“I don’t know what I’m meant to say,” you replied softly.

“What do you want to say?”

You blinked, the anticipation of unspoken words caught in your throat, making it hard to swallow. The taste of them was bitter on your tongue. “I...I have feelings for you.”

There. You had said it. There was no taking it back now, and you felt like your heart was about to shatter with every single second of silence that passed. You could hear him swallow on the other end of the phone. “Are you saying you’re in love with me?”

You bit your lip, taking in the meaning of the question he had asked. It wasn’t something you had thought of, you hadn’t conceptualised your feelings for him, not put them in a box labelled love or anything. “I don’t know. I feel something for you. And it kinda sucks being your friend and having those feelings. So I pulled away.”

“Why does it suck?”

You laughed bitterly. “Why wouldn’t it? Feeling something for someone that doesn’t feel the same is fucking shitty.”

“I asked you to flirt with me YN -”

“Yeah, for fun,” you interrupted.

“No, I said for fun, but really I just wanted you to,” he replied. “I feel something for you too. How could I not? Has anything I’ve ever said to you sounded like it was just for fun?” You smiled at his response, your heart no longer on the fit of breaking, but suddenly doing flips and soaring through your chest, radiating warmth through your body.

“Oh,” you said, your brain was overloaded with thoughts, and was apparently no longer capable of coherent sentences.

“Oh? That’s a great response, thanks,” he teased, but you could tell he was smiling as he spoke.

“I wasn’t expecting you to say that, I don’t really know what to say honestly,” you replied.

“Well, baby, how about you say yes to a date?” he asked.

“Yes.”

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levisgirll · 3 years

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oki it me again uWu back with another request because I really enjoyed the first one!!!💗💗 couldn't find the exact words to phrase this but what about aomine (from Kuroko no basuke) as your boyfriend in university. I look forward to what you will write!!

𝐀𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝

text: hello again!! thank you so much for reading my posts and the fact that you like them makes me happy c: 💗💗 I'm glad you enjoyed the other request so, I hope you enjoy this! (also, aomine is my second fav in knb ^^ he's just so attractive oml-)

synopsis: aomine daki, the great basketballer player at your university is your boyfriend! how is it like to have aomine as your boyfriend though? and how does he act with you? (get ready for this-)

Once Aomine is your boyfriend, get ready cause this guy will show off and flex a lot when it comes to you. Whenever you stay and watch his practices, he flexes a lot with his back muscle and he would turn around if YOU saw that. You are just sitting there, all blushed while covering your face, "Oh god, this idiot..."

Sometimes, the basketball club would invite student for 'Learning the basics of Basketball' and the first person he wants to invite is, of course, his girlfriend. While he is waiting for her, he would just sit in the bench and lots of people go to him for help, but he would ignore everyone and say he is tired and to leave him alone. But once he sees you, y/n, entering he is all energetic and comes running to you. "Aomine, let me change wait" , "But darling, I was waiting for like 10 minutes...you have to make up for that."

Once everyone leaves and its just you two, he gets all hyped up cause he loves it when you are alone with him. He gets extra clingy towards you and keeps on hugging you and you can feel his tensed muscular body. "Sweetheart, you looked amazing today."

Okay but this guy, would fuck up and beat any guy that even showed any sort of disrespect. He is not standing there with a glare or bumping into them if someone laughs, or says something mean to you. He will go up to that person and hold them up while saying "Okay, you started this. Come here." You have to stop him before he gets physical towards them, "Aomine! Stop!! They just said to me to move". "Yea, 'Move you', what the fuck is that? Asshole, learn some manners! Do you know who you even spoke to!"

This guy is smart, so he knows all your university spots, so don't be surprised if you see him out of nowhere. "Hey its that guy! He is always following you!" Kagami would yell out, "Fuck, you have some stalker Y/N" Kagami would say while glaring at him, he was your university best friend. "That's my b-boyfriend."

Your man will also buy you a lot of snacks, and if you say you skipped breakfast. He is dragging you to the university café and will force you to eat after he buys you food.

Oh my god, your boyfriend loves to tease you A LOT. Like there wont be a day he wont tease you. If you somehow changed up your hairstyle, he will make a huge scene. "No WAY! Sweetheart, you look so good! Wow, that's my GIRL! You all heard that??!"

Aomine makes you laugh like crazy, and there also wont be a day he wont make you laugh. He just loves it whenever he hears your beautiful laugh and small giggles, he founds it so cute and you really warm his heart whenever he hears that.

He will never forgive himself if he ever made you upset or cry. Aomine will probably think about it the whole day and he will keep spamming you "I'm sorry" multiple times. If you don't reply back, he would come to your lecture hall and he is gonna make a scene. "Y/N I SAID IM SORRY!"

You definitely boost his ego, like crazy. Whenever he feels low before a match he would call you and he just wants to hear his girlfriends voice motivating him. "Aomine, don't worry you got this! Besides, didn't you tell me the only one who can beat you...is you?" "Fuck, you are right. Darling, I'm gonna win this and I'll come and hug u after this match. Wait for 20 minutes" And he actually does it.

This guy sticks with his words, so if you tell him meet up at 2 pm. He is there at 2pm waiting for you. If he says he will do literally anything for you, he fucking will.

Once he got, really upset and emotional and he said to you during a call at midnight. "Y/N, Dont leave me like how everyone does.". You then recalled about him telling you about this past and how his old teammates left him, so you would say "I wont, I'm your girlfriend aren't I?" And he is up on his bed all hyped hearing that, "Can I see you now!" "Aomine it's 2am and I have a quiz tomorrow bye, shutting my phone love you!" But this guy wont leave you and spam you in EVERY social media. "Nice try, but I know you have discord on your laptop. Wait, I see you online I'm calling you now."

One time, he came to your huge lecture hall and he sat right next to you, and he would just turn and look at you, focusing on what you are doing, and play around with your stuff and hair. "Aomine, I am trying to focus!" You say all blushed and can't even write anything on your notebook. "Of course, cause you are focusing on me right? Sweetheart, I know, I know I am great." Now you wanna smack him.

Whenever he sees you, he gives you that hot smirk of his and it gives you butterflies. "Ha! Wow literally everything I do, you love it don't you?" . Y/N then turns to him and gives a small chuckle, "Don't get ahead of yourself, Aomine." He then goes near you and lays his arm on your shoulder, bring you closer and he would whisper to your ear "Why not? your my girl so, I want to impress you."

You both love it whenever you guys hold hands around university, this guy is really tall so you always feel so relaxed and also great when your boyfriend squeezes your hand, and walks you to your lecture. "Okay now try to focus on your lecture and not your mind all about me alright?"

He actually loves it when you cheer for him and that really boost not only his ego but rather his self-confidence. "Y/N! I'm gonna win this match for you!" He would yell out during the match and everyone is looking at you.

He would go for academic help for you sometimes and you guys meet up in the library to study. You are the reason he passed some subjects, don't get me wrong, he is intelligent but super lazy.

His wallpaper is a selfie of you both and he looks at that before every match. He sometimes pecks his phone when he finds a picture of you.

Speaking about his phone, this guy has a folder with just you, all your pictures, screenshots of chats, even screen records of your voice notes and videos. He just loves you dearly, and he gets so fucking mad if someone touches or even goes near that gallery. He protects that with all his life, your pictures are important and he is not the type of guy to show his friends your pictures, in fact he hates that! "My folder, my girl, and no one gets to see that. Go away."

Whenever he is bored or isn't doing nothing, he would open his phone, and check every social media app to see your online status. "Oh OH, I see you online darling! Answer me, wanna go out and get ice cream? Please say yes."

He is actually such a great motivator and brings your mood up whenever you feel like giving up during university. He won't allow that, like never. "What so you will just give up? Stop? After all this time, you let this one test fuck you up? Don't you dare let that bring you down, you idiot." He actually even inspires you.

Before you go for the whole day cause you had to work on your report he would say "Smile for me one last time?"

When he sees you from afar, he would yell out and say "That's my girl! Don't move, I'm coming for you!" And this guy jumps at you with his embraces and sometimes picks you up. "L-Love put me down!!"

He actually loves teasing you like that in public, he wants everyone to know that are are HIS girl and his only.

He messages you during his practices and even would skip practice to see you.

Y/N: Oh you don't have practice today?

Aomine: Nope! And besides, I am the captain so doesn't matter. (He is not the captain- its akashi but lies)

He says that and then goes on how he knows everything about basketball and the team and he keeps doing that till you can compliment him ‘Please Y/N say anything’ he would think and you know that but tease him back not saying anything.

*meanwhile in his basketball groupchat*

Kise: aomine, WHERE THE HECK ARE YOU?!

Akashi: Probably ran off to see his girl.

Atsushi: Whatever, my chance to leave and eat outside.

Kuroko: Can I join you?

Atsushi: No.

You would treat his injuries and he would just sit there, looking at you with a smirk.

Aomine: "Oh yea, here even hurts darling!"

Y/N: "Love....you are lying aren't you?"

Aomine: "What! No!...Maybe?"

You let out a sigh "Ah, you are an idiot...stop hurting yourself all the time." He would suddenly lift your chin up and say "You know...that I love you yea? You also better tell me everything and if you need help, just say it" He can be really soft and sweet sometimes, but he gets all cringy and shy about it and he gets up rubbing the back of his head. "I-I mean that's what a boyfriend does right?! Come on, get up I'm taking you out."

Okay, I hope you enjoy this and anyone who did! Aomine is such a dork but a sweetheart and I can see most of this happening :,)

If anyone enjoyed reading this, please then leave a like or a reblog! It means a lot and have a great day <3

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princess-of-inarizaki · 4 years

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Hello, can you do Karasuno, fukurodani and Nekoma with a reader. She really love bake and making sweet, she usually bring cupcake, brownies, Daifuku,.. for the team but she always make healthy food for the team (because she know that too much sweet is not very healthy). She has a small bakery shop, she usually invite the team come and she never take their money. She is very small and always smile cutely (cute like u), she don't talk much but her voice is very cute UwU

Hello Anon-chan!! This is such a sweet and adorable prompt, and I'd be honoured to do it. I might even make this part of a series because I love it so much.

Thank you so much for the compliment. I think you're so cute too 👉👈💖

Is it okay if I add Inarizaki to this too? :D

Sweetheart Bakery manager-chan

Characters: Karasuno, Fukurodani, Nekoma, and Inarizaki

Warnings: none :D

Karasuno

I think our darling sunshine Hinata would be the one to recruit you. He goes to your bakery shop one day with Kageyama, after practice, and orders two chocolate cake slices.

As you're cutting and plating it, he curiously asks you which school you're from, which you answer with “Karasuno”

His eyes literally sparkle up so bright and he smiles. “I'm from Karasuno too!!” and he begins chatting with you about school and volleyball.

“Hinata boke, what's taking you so long?” Kageyama walks up to the counter to see you talking to his friend, and he blushes, apologising.

You smile and tell them to enjoy their cake, waving goodbye.

From then on, the team often comes to your bakery after practice. Hinata started bringing the other first years besides Kageyama, like Yachi, Yamaguchi, and Tsukishima.

“I'm telling you guys!! She has the best cakes, they make me go uwahhh all the team” says Hinata excitedly, the first time he brought them over.

Tsukki loves your strawberry shortcakes, and sometimes even packs some for takeaway. You smile at him, liking him instantly, and even share your recipes with him.

The first years think of you as an angel, and they're close to you in class because you're always so kind and gentle.

One day, Yamaguchi suggests you become a manager so you'll be able to keep Yachi company when Shimizu-san graduates, and spend more time with them, your friends.

You immediately agree, since you're fond of Yachi, and high-five Yamaguchi, excited at the new suggestion of joining the team.

The next day, you bring a box of macaroons to the gym and softly and politely introduce yourself to the other members.

The first years (with the exception of Tsukki) immediately run up to you and give you a huge hug.

Daichi smiles and thanks you for your kindness to his teammates, and immediately accepts you as the third manager of Karasuno.

The whole team enjoys your macaroons after practice, and Tanaka and Nishinoya are incredibly impressed, taking pictures of the pastry to send their "city boy" friends in Nekoma.

As a manager, you are always soft-spoken and the team adore you very much, similar to Yachi.

You're also always bringing them to your small bakery after practices so that they can have a slice of cake, or a daifuku after a hard training session.

You never accept their money, and with a small smile on your face, tell them to dig in, and enjoy the dessert.

The team adores you very much, and would never let anyone harm you. You can definitely rest easy knowing the third years are always there if you ever need anything, the first years to protect you, and the second years if you're ever feeling lonely.

Fukurodani

I feel like Akaashi would have the hugest crush on you. He stumbles upon your adorable and quaint little bakery by accident, and after a stressful day of practice, and he's so thankful to see this darling little angel bringing him a slice of cake.

You seem to notice him, a customer and classmate of yours looking so unhappy, so you join him at his table with a small mug of hot tea. “Are you okay, Akaashi-san?” you ask softly. He shakes his head, but he's so touched by your gesture.

He starts coming by the bakery more often, because you calm him down and radiate such gentle and positive vibes. He's also began to get closer to you in school.

One day, you stop by the gym where he's practicing with the rest of the Fukurodani team to pass him a small box of cookies. You're stunned to see an owlish looking boy, inspecting you curiously.

He suddenly breaks into a huge smile and shakes your hand. “Hi!! I'm Bokuto! Why are you here?”

You softly explain that you want to pass something to Akaashi, and when he sees you, his face turns red and he walks to you and Bokuto. Akaashi bows deeply and blushes as you pass him the box.

Suddenly, Konoha spots you and smirks. “Oh Akaashi, you've been hiding her away for pretty long, haven't you?”

You nervously explain that you were merely Akaashi's friend, and that you owned a bakery near school, where he met you.

The team's all gathered around you at this point, and they collectively gasp after hearing you say that. They're determined to make you their manager now, after all, you can bake and you're obviously so small and sweet.

“But Konoha-san, we already have two managers.” says Akaashi, in desperate attempt to dissuade his friends, but their minds seemed to be made up.

“Y/n-chan, if it's okay, would you agree to be our manager?” asked a hopeful Bokuto, and his earnest expression was something you just couldn't refuse. You nodded shyly.

Since then, the team are so excited to have a new manager. Whilst Yukie and Kaori handle the strategical aspect of the game, you tend to the boys' needs by managing their nutrition and morale.

You're always there to put a smile on their faces through your soft and gentle gestures, and you're one of the few people who can cheer up an emo-mood Bokuto, which makes Akaashi love you all the more.

You also bake the boys cupcakes and cakes all the time, but are careful to use different alternatives to sugar and other ingredients which shouldn't be eaten in access.

You are, after all, very health conscious, and you try your best to make sure the team always feel good and healthy.

Bokuto loves carrying you around, since you're so small, and Konoho and Komi often visit your bakery too, and help you out sometimes, since managerial duties have filled your schedule.

In general, the team think so highly of their small, sweet manager, and they come up with nicknames for her related to the things she bakes, like "cupcake" or "shortcake"

It's very cute, and when you blush, they laugh and ruffle your hair, loving her more.

Very wholesome and adorable, and (similar to most Fukurodani manager fics), you're part of their family now. They'd do anything for you.

Nekoma

I think you somehow accidentally became their manager. You walk into the gym to pass some papers to the coach and he mistakes you for the person who's going to become the new manager.

“Ah, I've been expecting you!” you smile and hand him the papers and he looks confused, “you're here for the position, right?” not knowing what coach nekomata meant, you nodded and he looked satisfied. “Kuroo will show you the ropes” was all he said before ticking something off in his clipboard.

You walk over to Kuroo, and the confusion further intensifies, as you realize there's been a grave mistake, but you're too shy, and Kuroo seems to be too excited at the prospect of having a new manager. He keeps ruffling your hair and saying “You're going to have so much fun with us, y/n-chan!”

I guess I'm the Nekoma volleyball club manager now. You think quietly, trying to map out a new schedule to fit club duties and your bakery duties.

You get better acquainted with the team, and they're all so excited to have you, with the exception of a blonde boy who looked tired and frankly looked like he couldn't wait for practice to be over.

You bowed and exit the gym, running over to your beloved bakery as you frantically checked your watch. The team was puzzled at your hurried actions, and curious.

“Maybe we should—”, “no.” interrupted an uninterested Kenma. “We shall not snoop into our new manager's personal life.”

Kuroo pouted, but knew his friend was right, and walked home with him quietly.

The next day, Kai came early for practice, and since you were already there too, offered to help you understand some of your duties, when an excited Yaku ran into the gym.

He wasn't present yesterday when you officially became the manager, but he was here today, and he stopped in his tracks when he saw you. “You're from the bakery, aren't you?” asked Yaku with a look of awe.

The team was extremely impressed at having such a capable manager, who knew how to bake, manage her own store, and undertake managerial duties.

Kuroo was all the more excited, and he follows you to the bakery whenever he can, sampling the cakes and cookies, and helping you bake, all whilst singing the dorky periodic table song.

You warm up to your new team slowly but surely, and as they start becoming such a huge part of your life, you can't help but appreciate them for their individual characters and quirks.

They too, fall deeper in love with you, and go out of their way to show you they care and make you happy. Each member of the team comes by your bakery at least once a week on different days, to keep you company during the evening shift.

I also think that Kenma would try to remain cold and unbothered with you, but deep down he loves it when you stroke his hair and bake him cookies.

Lev is your baby, and he follows you around partly because you smell so nice, and partly because he's addicted to the calming vibe you have to you.

Kuroo would be so addicted to holding you close to him and sniffing you, because you smell amazing. Like lemon, and sugar, and baked goodies from your bakery, he's practically addicted.

You bake them cookies for their team games and training camps, and they love bragging to other teams about how their manager is the best, and how her cookies taste better than ones from any store.

Manager-chan just blushes quietly, grateful for that one tiny slipup, and accident which led her to become the manager of this group of crackhead angels.

Inarizaki

I might just make this a series in the upcoming future because I love this prompt so much hhhh.

You're assigned to be Suna's lab partner in class, and he's pretty glad, because you aren't one of his fangirls, and you're always so quiet and smart in class.

You grow to be close friends with Suna, because he's quiet, just like you are, and you're comfortable being yourself around him.

He realises you own a bakery one day, and ask you if he could visit, and you're more than happy to agree. You bring him to your beloved bakery after school one day, and let him sample all your cakes on display.

He's quiet about his reactions, but his eyes are expressive and he widens them after each taste, showing you how much he likes it.

He starts spending less time with the team, in favour of helping you with the bakery. The twins are obviously not happy.

“Suna, what're ya hiding from us?” groans Atsumu, with a pout. “yeah, as dumb as he is, he's right. Yer barely spending time with us afta' school anymore” says Osamu, visibly upset.

Suna just reassures them that it's nothing, and the twins, definitely not believing him, follow him after practice one day.

They see him walk into your bakery, wrap his arms around a girl, enveloping her in a hug, and then waiting by the counter. So he had a job, then?

The duo causally walked in the bakery, and Suna rolled his eyes. “I'm just helping my friend.” he said, as he gestured towards you.

The twins finally get a chance to look at you properly, and they think you're so adorable! You have a shy smile, and beautiful eyes, they can't stop staring, feeling warm and happy themselves.

“Would you like some brownies?” you ask them in a soft and mellifluous voice. “I baked them today.” and without waiting for a response, you cut them two thick slices and expected them to try. Atsumu and Osamu were still speechless, and quietly munched on the treat, their eyes not leaving your face.

“Yer adorable.” was all Atsumu managed to say, before blushing a deep shade of red. Osamu elbowed him, and bowed, thanking you for the treat.

You assured them it was alright, and refused to accept their payment. The Miya twins were now genuinely convinced they were in love. You can expect them to be so fond of you, and try to convince you a thousand times a day to be their manager.

You disagree at first, worried that it might clash with your duties at the bakery, but the twins assure you they'll help you here, and so will Suna, which finally makes you agree.

To be honest, they all just really want to spend as much time with you as they can.

You meet Kita, the day you hand in your application, and he inspects you, finally deciding that you were perfect for the job. He welcomes you to the team, and as expected, the other members fall in love with you and your shy and generous personality right away.

Suna's always there for quiet times with you, and sometimes the team finds the two of you asleep on the bleachers together, his head on your lap, before practice starts.

Osamu loves sharing recipes with you, and making you things to eat in his bento box. “Y/n-chan, I uh, I happened to have two onigiris in my bento, would you like one?” with the sweetest smile on his face.

Atsumu loves carrying you around, since you're so small, and telling you cheesy pickup lines. Although he dismisses them as jokes, he's secretly hoping you'll realise he means them all. Very protective of you too! His fangirls don't dare hurt you, in fear of him.

Kita appreciates how wonderful you are, and finds himself thinking about the way you tuck your hair behind your ears, or look so focused when you're baking something, determined to do a perfect job. It's only when he's up till three does he realise he might be in love.

Aran is always there to help you carry anything, or lessen your burden with managerial duties. Although you've assured him countless of times that it's fine, he insists on helping you with anything he possibly can!

And finally, Akagi brings out the giggly side of you, which definitely flusters all the boys. Seeing their adorable manager giggling when Akagi is telling her a funny story? Priceless.

You always bring them baked goodies during practice and allow them to visit you in the bakery anytime they want. If they're not at the gym, they're definitely at the bakery. It doesn't matter to them, as long as they're near you.

Are worried to have you follow them on training camps, but you assure them it'll be fine, and always remain their comforting and sweet manager to congratulate them after good games, and comfort them after bad ones.

Each and every one of them love you with all their heart, and dedicate all their wins to you in hopes of making you proud.

Taglist!! ~ @k-sakusa-old @osamusriceballs

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alphasmoonlit-selfships · 3 years

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✨Alpha’s New Promo Card Intro✨

Howdy once again to all, new and current followers! I just wanted to go ahead and make a new promo post rather than constantly update the former one.

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The name’s Alpha, or Dany too, I’m 25, Hispanic, she/her/they/them petite little lass. I’ve been into self-shipping a lot without realizing there was a term for it. Self inserting has always just been a thing for me since I was in middle school and thought it was the coolest thing ever (I still do of course UwU) ~ 💖

Was officially made known about the community about a year and a half ago by amazing mutuals of mine and have really found a comfort and self love from my experience. Am truly grateful and hope to continue making friends and give support to all self-shippers and their precious f/o’s!

I am more than okay with sharing f/o’s; maybe slightly hesitant with newer people, but overall okay nonetheless! My main romantic f/o’s are Atsushi Nakajima from Bungou Stray Dogs and Jason “Jaystorm” Grey, who is the only f/o I won’t share due to him being my personal stories Oc ✨🐺⚡️

Please check out my Carrd if you’d like to know more about me or my f/o’s! It includes my DNI and other tumblr blogs! I will continue to gradually update! There is a new section for selfship commission and gift art for me 🥰💖 Definitely check it out, as well as the respective artists 💖!

I also do have a nsfw blog that is more for alpha's spicy thoughts and spicy art~ By all mean's you are free to DM me if you'd like to know! For those above 18+ only! Graci! 🌸

Any who, am in a constant state of growth and learning to self love with my F/o’s; everyday special than the last, I am grateful to have my precious Atsu-kun 🐯 and Jaystorm 🐺 in my thoughts and heart. I thank them for a lot, including to love and appreciate the flaws I find about myself 🌸 they are truly my source of comfort y son mis mejor amores de mi vida UwU

It is a pleasure to get to know others and I greatly support you and your f/os so much! You are darlings and very much canon!! 💖✨ always remember that! 😊💖💐

✨🌙 Atsushi Nakajima is my dearest Moonlight, Mi Tigre Precioso and I love him so much, to the stars and back | Jason Grey is my soothing gentle Storm, my brightest sun, and he is my sweetest wolf and my forever ⛈✨

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Thank you! Feel free to ask, DM, or gush with me if your comfortable to talk about your f/o's!! I always look forward to making friends! 💖 May y’all have a beautiful one! ☀️⭐️🌙

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✨Updated some familial F/o’s, Commissioned Art, Social Media Links✨

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jiminsfault · 4 years

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❥ pairing: Jungkook x reader

❥ genre: non-idol!au, nc17 / fluff, the tiniest amount of smut, a bit of crack, romance

❥ word count: 7.5k

❥ summary: Jimin wanted to play matchmaker and you fell right into his love trap.

❥ warnings: a lot of sexual comments, Reader has a fixation on hygiene?, Jimin is gay, side Yoonmin (it’s not really much but present), sexual tension, Jungkook probably has a Noona kink, use of korean honorifics (only a bit), Reader is super awkward, Jungkook is gonna steal your heart, more sexual tension, Jungkook knows tiktok, making out, kisses, it gets heated a bit, a lot of love, shy boy!Jungkook, more love

❥ thank you for this great header heathy! @shadowsremedy uwu

“Hey, uhm. Could you…,” Jimin started his sentence next to you, lying on your couch, “would you go on a date with me?”

You just sipped on your glass of coke, hearing this, you almost spat it out. With wide eyes you turned towards him and couldn’t keep your mouth closed, once you gulped the drink down. “No?” He asked, seeing your reaction. His tone was questioning and he had eyes just as big as you had.

“No. What the fuck, Jimin? Why would I go on a date with you? Like, ever,” you rolled your eyes, looking at him with disgust. Not to misunderstand, Jimin was handsome and funny, always there for you when you needed him. He encouraged you to go out and meet people and sat through movies with you, when you needed to cry about the boy who broke your heart.

But that’s exactly why you wouldn’t ever go on a date with him. Jimin was your best friend ever since high school, when he sat down next to you, a new student from Busan and just moved to seoul. He didn’t know anybody but when he sat down next to you, you smiled at him and explained to him what the class was about. Ever since then, you both were like paper and glue, sticking together for whatever troubles you had. You know too much about the guy, couldn’t ever see him in a romantic way. Plus, he’s gay, so.

Jimin rolled his eyes, too, sitting up and throwing all the crumbs from his chips onto your couch. He’s going to be cleaning this. “No you dummy, not like that. Just accompany me out with two guys and-”

“I will not have a foursome with you and some random dudes you found on Grindr!” You screeched, holding your pointer finger up and successfully stopping him from speaking.

“Can you shut up for a second? I don’t ever wanna see you when you get down and dirty with someone. You can keep that for yourself, I already had to find your vibrator,” shaking his head, he shuddered at the memory, “that was enough trauma.”

“I’m trying to tell you, it’s kind of like a double date. Except, the two dudes don’t know that yet. I really wanna fuck this one guy but he didn’t get the memo so he invited his friend when I said we could meet up sometime.” Another eye roll while he threw a chip up in the air and caught it with his mouth. He continued to speak, while chewing, making you cringe at his disgusting behavior. “His name’s Jungkook, the friend of his. You’re gonna come with and distract him from me and my snack. I just want some alone time to make him my sl-”

You held your hand up again, looking away. You didn’t want to hear what he had to say. “Fine, okay. If I come along, what’s in it for me? I have to spend my evening with some rando, getting him away from his friend? What if that dude doesn’t want to be alone with you?” Your face gave your doubt away, looking Jimin up and down.

“That’s the thing, Y/N. He doesn’t know that he wants to be alone with me yet. After that evening, when he realized what good of a catch I am, he definitely won’t get enough of some good alone time.” You scoffed, when he wiggled his eyebrows up and down. Reaching forward, you snatched the bag of chips from him and ate some yourself. “And what’s in it for you, my sweet darling? Jungkook’s fucking hot, too. I’d want to bite his ass, but he’s straight as an arrow.”

He fake pouted, shortly after his devilish smirk came out because he could tell that you were considering it. “Do you have a picture? I’m not gonna let you trick me like last time,” the trust you once had in him to hook you up with someone was long gone after he told you he’d found the man of your dreams, until the guy turned out to look like he drank beer for fifty years and hadn’t showered for much longer.

“No, but I can describe him?” You tsked, standing up from the couch and going to the bathroom. Jimin could lie to you all he wants, you’re not gonna waste your time with this. “C’mon! Help me get some ass! Please!”

You snickered as he wailed in the living room, already having decided to help your friend out a little. But he didn’t need to know that just yet, teasing Jimin was too much fun.

“So you’re sure this guy won’t be a creep?” You checked back in with Jimin for the nth time. He could never be trusted when he was trying to get into some dude’s pants.

“Yes, Y/N. I’m a hundred percent sure and if I’m lying, you can absolutely cut off my balls and serve them for breakfast, yeah?” It was laced with humor and he side eyed you from the passenger's seat in your car. Breathing out, heavy with annoyance, you nodded.

This couldn’t be the worst, you supposed. “What happens if you and your twinky hit off and y’all wanna leave? Am I supposed to stay with this Jungkook guy?”

“He’s not a twink, Y/N. You’ll see, Yoongi is really nice!” His voice reached high ends and you scrunched up your nose. Even though you dressed up in a deep blue dress that was bordering on mid thigh, with your favorite heels, comfortable but still chic, you were full of doubts. Yes, a movie with Jimin and additional possible friends would be nice, but the risk of an unhygienic or rude date is still present.

“I can smell your worries,” Jimin said. You looked at him quickly and saw that he was watching you intently. “Jungkook really is a nice guy. He’s younger than you but he got his manners. And he’s a smart one,” he went on about your date for the rest of the way to the cinema and once you parked the car, he finally stopped talking.

“If you’re lying, prepare your balls,” you threatened, looking at him with sharp eyes. He nodded with a smirk and jumped out of your car.

You followed him, linking your arm with his after he waited for you and together you walked towards the entrance of the cinema. Inside, the entrance hall was bustling with people buying tickets and snacks, walking to the assigned rooms to watch movies. Children were running around and groups of teenagers filled the ticket box office.

Jimin already went to complain about how long they’d have to wait but then a guy approached. He had black hair, was about the same size as Jimin but had a bit of a smaller frame. His face was feline like and he seemed to know exactly who to talk to. “Jimin?” His voice sounded when he was only a few steps away and with a happy noise, your friend let go of your arm and fell into the arms of the man.

“Yoongi! How are you, where’s Jungkook?” He blabbered quickly, laying his arm around this Yoongi’s shoulders. Now that you thought about it, you never asked how Jimin met this guy. When they were closer to you, you smiled at Yoongi and introduced yourself. He seemed a bit shy, shrinking into Jimin’s frame when he greeted you. It was cute and suddenly you knew exactly why Jimin was so keen on meeting him.

“Jungkook is getting us popcorn, one sweet, one salty because we didn’t know what you guys preferred. Also drinks, I hope coke is fine?”

Jimin and you both agreed and once the both of them started conversation, you started to look around more. They seemed to get along well, why were you even here? And where is this Jungkook? The snack checkout was still full with people and considering the lack of knowledge you had about his looks except ‘he’s handsome’, your searching was hopeless.

You decided to grab your phone out of your small purse, checking the time only to see that the movie should start in about ten minutes. “Guys, why don’t we buy the tickets? We’ll miss the start if we wait longer,” you trailed while you still looked at your phone, overlooking the messages a group chat sent.

“Already taken care of,” a smooth voice announced from behind you. It caught you off guard, so you shrieked a bit and clutched your hands to your chest. A giggle was heard and shortly after, the person to the voice stood next to you, hands full with popcorn and drinks. The two men across you, still in conversation, took a drink each, Jimin holding a popcorn bag as well. “You must be Y/N, yeah? I’m Jungkook,” he said. Once you finally looked at his face, he was quite tall so you had to look high up, you saw a very handsome face.

He had perky and cute lips that seemed strawberry pink, a small mole underneath and his smile was cheeky and adorable. With his smile came bunched up cheeks and his eyes seemed to carry his happiness. The light brown hair was partly over his forehead, a small gap let you see a bit of his eyebrows, strong and dark. His frame was wide, muscly it seemed. He was wearing a jeans jacket with a white shirt underneath and ripped pants that hugged his wonderfully thick thighs. Was he a god or something?

Everyone noticed your quietness and to cover the awkward pause in conversation, Jimin laughed and went in to hug Jungkook. “Nice to see you! Yoongi told me a bunch about you. This here is Y/N, she can be a bit shy around new people,” he made show to hold your shoulders and make you look at him. Your cheeks glowed up with heat and an embarrassed laugh made it out from between your lips.

“It’s fine, I’m sure we can get used to each other inside,” Jungkook said with a friendly tone and you were glad that this was all that was needed for the small group to get moving. Jimin trailed in front with an arm draped around Yoongi’s waist and he looked back to wink at you. “C’mon, don’t wanna miss the ads, huh?”

This Jungkook really had an effect on you like no one else did. For god’s sake, you were older than this guy and you acted like a schoolgirl. Get a grip, Y/N!

With a heavy intake of breath, packing your phone back into your purse, you walked towards the three that were already a bit up the stairs. Arriving next to your date for the evening, you looked at his side profile. “Should I take something from that?” Pointing to the drinks and the bag of popcorn in his arms, you kept looking at him, between glancing down to make sure you didn’t miss the final step and walked behind Jimin and Yoongi. Did they even know which room the movie was playing?

“I got it, thanks,” he said, smiling down at you. Pressing your lips together, you nodded. “You’re a year older than me, right?” His question confused you a bit, after not much conversation he brought up age in an awfully weird way.

“Uhm… yeah, I think so? Jimin said I’m older than you, so,” you shrugged your shoulders and looked in front of you, walking through the doors of hall D. You saw your friend and his company walking up towards line 47 and they sat down on seat 4 and 5. “Do I go past them or do we sit here?”

You pointed at the seats 2 and 3 and looked at Jungkook. He scrunched his nose and you could see his eyes smile again. Nodding his head to the seats you were pointing at, he sat down shortly after you did too. He sat next to Yoongi, which made you be the furthest from your friend and slightly on edge. Jimin said he’d be with you until you were comfortable, but you weren’t sure if you were ready to be on your own with Jungkook.

The room was already dimmed down, the ads weren’t playing yet, so it was still relatively bright for a cinema. “Which popcorn do guys have?” Jimin asked from the end of your small row. Jungkook grabbed one popcorn and held it in front of you, looking at you with a grin.

“Find it out?” You gulped, raising your hand to grab the flake, but Jungkook held it closer to your mouth, making you open your mouth and taking it from his fingers with your lips. They touched the tips of his fingers briefly and you felt a spark of warmth in your belly, as well as your face. He still looked at you closely and didn’t waver from your face, meanwhile you looked sideways towards the screen to avoid his eyes. You munched the popped kernel and licked your lips.

“Salt,” you stated, shyly looking at the still smiling man who now nodded. Jimin could’ve just tried his own popcorn to find out that they had the sweet one. You furrowed your eyebrows and looked at your lap. Why did he tell you to dress up? Jungkook was only wearing a jeans jacket and Jimin himself wasn’t that dolled up either.

Gnawing on your lip, you blended their voices out, only to be poked at your shoulder. You looked over, noticing that Jungkook probably tried to talk to you. “Is salt fine with you?” You nodded, calming yourself down. Right when he put your drink in front of you to have it, the lights got turned off.

“Oh no, now I can’t see the holder,” you murmured more to yourself. You clumsily tried to place your drink into the round plastic on your seat to your left but almost dropped the cup. Hissing out a curse, you tried again but failed. Suddenly you saw through your peripheral vision that Jungkook moving next to you, leaning across your body and taking your cup from your hold, finding the holder and sitting back into his seat. Stunned, you were glued to your place. Your breath was quick, Jungkook smelled nice and the way he leaned over you and completely covered you made you a bit unconcentrated. The advertisements started blaring out of the speakers but people were still talking, chewing their snacks and slurping their drinks.

“Noona,” Jungkook suddenly murmured right next to your ear. You felt his breath on your cheek and his presence was so hard to ignore. “Are you fine? You seem uncomfortable,” he continued, voice laced with obvious worry.

You looked to your side, making his face out with the light of the screen in front. It was close but he kept his distance once you faced him. “I’m a little nervous,” you whispered honestly. “And I’m overdressed.”

He giggled cutely, looking at the screen for a moment, where a movie trailer was now playing, but turned back to you. “Maybe a bit,” he admitted. He paused, seeming to think about his words. “But you look really pretty, Noona.”

He turned his head slightly to the side and smiled at you, fumbling around with your purse in your lap and avoiding his gaze. The cinema filled even more up and before the advertisements were fully over, there sat a man right in your viewpoint. A very tall man. You huffed, going left and right to see over his head, but to really see something, you’d have to lean over Jungkook. Taking a glance at him, he was casually talking with Yoongi and Jimin, they had picked a conversation up while you were busy. Munching a bit on the popcorn and sipping from his drink, he looked almost cute, wouldn’t he be so attractive that you couldn’t cope. His jeans jacket was still on and he spread his legs, slouching a bit in the seat to get comfortable. You usually hated it when men took up space like this. Jimin constantly did it to get on your nerves and if you would have half a mind, you’d see that he’s doing it tonight as well. Something about the way Jungkook made it look like changed your mind. It was suddenly not as gross, you’d rather get a personal feel for the meaty legs and the man was so attractive, you were sure his body had to be as well.

With a quick look to his side, he noticed you stopped squirming. But when he looked at the head in front of you, he could tell that it still very much blocked your view. Rasping his throat to prepare, he leaned over to you and came close, “do you want us to switch seats? I can probably look over him.” You jumped, slouching into your form and when you looked to your right, you saw that Jungkook was ready to stand up.

“No, it’s fine,” you whispered, laying a hand on his wrist that was nearest to you. He looked at the contact and you spluttered, realising your touch. He looked up, the dim lighting making it hard to really read his expression. With an audible sigh, he gave up the advance of switching seats, but still wanted to help you.

“Excuse me, Sir?” He leaned forwards a bit. The man in front of you turned over and looked at him, demanding what was the problem. “My girlfriend can’t really see with you in the view, would you mind scooting up the row two seats? It doesn’t seem like more people will come.”

You covered your face, wanting to disappear. Jungkook couldn’t just talk to a stranger like this, calling you his girlfriend. But to your surprise, the man nodded, smiling friendly and saying that he figured it should be alright, switching seats and then checking back that everyone could see. With gaping eyes, you looked to your seat neighbor and shook your head slowly. He grinned at you and leaned back, starting a conversation over how great he is, sarcasm obvious in his tone, but you still agreed wholeheartedly.

The movie started, the lights got even lower and you finally could lean back and relax. Until you realized one crucial thing, Jimin lied to you once again. The little fucker would get some nice bruises once you were done with him, he picked out a horror movie without telling you. In fact, you thought you were here to watch a family friendly animated movie, not something about dead dolls. He probably just wants his twink to be scared and hide in his arms and yet you have to suffer through it.

You tried to hold in your screams and whimpers at the first scary scenes, but Jungkook still noticed the stiffening of your posture and the small shrieks you let out. Without you even really noticing, he pulled you close and whispered in your ear, “you scared?” Nodding, you looked at him with terror in your eyes and he chuckled deep in his chest. You felt it through his jacket, your shoulder at his front. At the opportunity, you looked at the men next to Jungkook. Yoongi was laying in Jimin’s arms, hiding his face in his neck when the screen gave away jump scares and shrill noises.

“You can hold onto me, if it helps?” Jungkook suggested. At this point, you were willing to try anything. So you clutched onto Jungkook’s upper arm, pulling him a bit in front of you to hide behind his shoulder when the music started to build up.

As you left the movie hall, credits rolled and popcorn collected, you staggered out into the light and took in a big breath of air. You survived. Never in your life had you regretted meeting Jimin this much, the guy still had the nerve to laugh at you and mimic your shocked eyes. Yoongi giggled next to him, seemingly more attached than before the movie and you asked yourself if you really were needed to give them privacy.

“I think I’ll go to the bathroom, too. The ride home will be long,” Yoongi trailed, pointing behind him as he started walking backwards. Jimin nodded, waving cutely and turning back to you. Jungkook attended the bathroom as well, which made you wait on them now.

With a cheeky grin, Jimin looked at you expecting. “So? What do you think about Jungkook?” Rolling your eyes, you walked away from him, in search for the nearest chair to sit on.

“Jimin, I have an assumption and if I’m right about it, I’ll kill you.” The seriousness in your tone made him press his lips together and look at you. “You and Yoongi know each other well enough already, yeah?”

Your friend tried to avoid looking at you, moving from foot to foot and laughing nervously. “Well,” he started, puffing his cheeks with air. “We do know each other, but we don’t fuck! Yet. He never took my flirting seriously, which is why he invited a friend when I asked him out.”

He looked at you with puppy eyes, making you sigh. “But there was more behind me joining tonight, right? This seems like a setup.” Crossing your arms in front of your chest, you looked behind Jimin to see when one of the others came back. Your friend bit his lip, slowly nodding.

“Y/N, I know Jungkook, so I know that he’s such a great guy for you. When Yoongi said he’ll bring a friend, I asked him to bring Jungkook,” he admitted. “Getting you out of your room has been hard enough for a few weeks now, but you rarely meet guys. You always cry about your ex and that you’d never find the right one, so…,” he trailed off.

“So you took it into your own hands and made me come here, dolled up like this? You chose a horror movie, how cliché of you. The seats?” The wild guesses made Jimin squirm, you catching his plan head on and exposing him.

“Give him a chance, Y/N. He saw pictures of you and I told him a bunch, he thinks you’re really cute and Yoongi probably listens to him swoon about you right now! Nobody takes this long for a wee.” You laughed weakly, not knowing what to think of this.

Exhaling, you looked at Jimin for a long, quiet pause. “He’s really cute,” you said with finality. He made a show of fist bumping the air and congratulating himself. “But you can’t just play matchmaker with me.” The guilty look was back on again, puppy eyes and wobbly lip.

“Y/N, but you like him, right? Will you see him again?” He said in his baby voice. You laughed at this, closing your eyes and shaking your head. “No, really, will you?”

You had to think about that. Jungkook was handsome, smelled good, his hair seemed washed. He looks like he’s hygienic and he was really nice to you as well. Funny, in his own way and he helped you out multiple times. He flirted with you, too. It was a good date, after the awkward beginnings you felt comfortable and he was ready to protect you from the scary figures on screen. While contemplating all this, you bit on your lip and looked at your feet, not noticing the arrival of your company.

“I think I will, actually,” you started, raising your head until you saw Yoongi next to Jimin and realized Jungkook’s presence next to you. For the nth time tonight, blush rose to your face and ears, averting your eyes.

Jimin, not getting enough of teasing you tonight, started to smirk at his newest plot against you. “Hey, why don’t I come back to yours?” He turned to Yoongi, wiggling his eyebrows twice and laying his hand on his date’s waist. He made a noise of thinking before checking in with Jungkook, agreeing to Jimin’s suggestion afterwards. With horror in your eyes, you saw Jimin wave at you and Jungkook, faking worry and playing his act of, “I hope it doesn’t bother you to drive with Y/N?”

Watching the two descend down the stairs, heads disappearing, you turned to look at Jungkook, who already watched you. “What do you think you will?” The question seemed like he waited the whole conversation out to ask and you couldn’t keep eye contact with his intense stare on you.

“Ah, just… Jimin asked if I’ll study tonight!” You exclaimed, moving to jump off the chair but Jungkook stood in front of you, blocking the way.

“Did you enjoy tonight enough to meet me again?” He asked, his voice a tone darker than it was before and when you looked up at him, you couldn’t focus on just one feature of his. His broad frame covered you completely once again and his smell invaded your senses. Feeling a bit dizzy, you put your hand on his biceps. He felt your apprehensiveness and held you by your waist to support you.

Being shy about this kind of thing, you looked down and nodded quickly. “Yeah, I…,” you started, looking up again and being assured with the way his eyes didn’t waver from your form, “I’d really like that.” He smiled, nodding slowly and helping you get down from the high chair.

“So, can I ask you for your number, then?” He was blushing a bit himself, touching his ear when he waited for you to tap your digits into his phone. He promised to text you soon, said he couldn’t wait to meet you again and asked you all kinds of questions to find out what date idea you liked most.

In the end, he had a few ideas that he wrote down and said he needed some more time to think about it. You giggled at his cute behavior, asking him to lead the way for his place, once you were in the car. He helped you navigate and thanked you for getting him home, wishing you a good night and a safe drive back to your place. You nodded and reminded him of texting you, hearing a ping only moments after he closed the car door to walk the driveway up.

Checking your phone, you chuckled when you saw a message by an unknown number, ‘how soon can you see me again?’

It turned out to be very soon, actually. Just the next week, Jungkook organized a date for the two of you, keeping it a secret where exactly he’ll be taking you. He told you to wear casual clothing, just a simple outfit and no heels. He teased you to not overdress again and you actually screamed. Getting your point across that it was Jimin’s fault was hard when Jungkook was cocky enough to assume you wanted to lure him in.

But on the same friday, Jungkook picked you up with his truck, greeting you with his bright smile and congratulating you on the fitting clothes. He received your famous eye roll and off you went, onto the road.

The ride wasn’t long, Jungkook assured you that it’s around the city and that it’ll be fun. You decided to trust him, waiting to arrive wherever he takes you. Talking to him came easy, over the last week you texted a lot and got acquainted enough to be comfortable around him and tell stories to fill the car. His music taste was exceptional and he promised to make you a playlist soon.

When he turned the corner into a parking lot, you looked around. “Where are we?” You asked, confused because there was no obvious sign hung on the house you were in front.

“You’ll see,” he said, smile steady on his face as he left the car and walked towards the house, your steps close behind him. Jungkook rung a bell, next to it was a handwritten name but the door opened quickly, not giving you time to figure the letters out.

“Jungkook,” you said quietly, looking at him from where he stood three stairs above you. He looked down at you with a quizzed face, leaning his head to the side. “This isn’t some spooky stuff, right?” You furrowed your brows as you hesitated.

He let out an airy laugh, “no, don’t worry, Noona.” He winked at you, not very smooth since he ultimately blinked but it was cute, so you let it slide. Just opening your mouth to repeat the response to the title he used, that you had messaged him a few times now, he mocked in a high tone, “it’s just one year!”

You shook your head, following after him as he walked up two floors. “Pottery?” You asked confused once you saw a sign on the door you halted in front of. He didn’t include that in any of the ideas over the last week, so it took you off guard. Not pegging him for the type, you looked at him as he opened the door that was left open by whoever owned this.

“Yeah, pottery. Jimin told me you never tried it, so I figured we could learn something,” he trailed, walking inside the open room where a register stood with a woman behind and a few people walking around. “Hello, I called,” he greeted the woman behind the desk. “Jeon Jungkook?”

The receptionist nodded, making a noise of understanding as she scrolled through the computer in front of her. “Yes, there it is. Room 3, it’s right to the left once you lead the hallway.” He nodded, looking where she pointed and after you greeted the woman yourself, the both of you walked towards where she instructed.

“C’mere, you’re so slow,” Jungkook teased as he looked back at you and stood in the room. You grumbled something about your short legs, he couldn’t hear everything, but laughed his heart out at your grumpy face.

“Do we do this alone? Aren’t we getting instructions on what to do?” You threw into the almost empty room. There were stools and round tables, you figured they were where you could do the pottery. On the side of the room was a table with already made cups and bowls that were drying and next to them sat black plastic boxes. “What’s in these boxes?”

Before he could take a guess, you walked to them and opened one, seeing clay inside. “Ooh, so this,” you grabbed a clump, “is what we use?” He chuckled at your many questions as he sat on one of the stools in front of a table.

“Bring it here and let’s do this,” he grinned. Taking the clump, you dropped it on his table and went back to close the door, figuring that you really wouldn’t have an instructor. You sat down on the other stool, scooting it closer to Jungkook to watch what he was doing. “My knowledge about this is limited to tiktoks and youtube videos, I’m just saying,” he warned, serious look on his face until it cracked.

He dipped his hands in a water bowl that stood next to him on the floor, tapping the chunk of clay and applying pressure. When it worked, both your eyes were wide and you made a sound of amazement. After he made a high pole, he pressed it down and used his thumbs to make a hole and rounded his hands to cup the outside, bringing it into a circled form. “I’m making a cup!!”

You continued watching him for a bit and then decided to get working yourself, getting clay from the boxes and patting the mass, forming it up, pressing down but…, “my clump doesn’t like me.”

You looked over at Jungkook with a pout and presented the flat cake of wet clay, a small dent where your thumbs sat. He giggled, standing up and putting his chair next to yours, much closer than before. “Gimme your hands, let me lead,” he said, holding his hands, that were full of clay, in front of you and waiting for your smaller ones. “Now that I’m thinking of it, we should’ve covered our clothes with something,” he thought out loud. It broke the tension that started to build and let you laugh about him freely.

Now that he leaned over your shoulder and held your hands in his to help you form the clay, it seemed like the spinning mass was playing just a side character. His incredibly good scent rose up to your nose again, filling your thoughts of him and his much bigger frame. The way he leaned over you and you felt his hair tickle your ear, sometimes feeling his cold earring on your cheek when he leaned even more in, was intense for you. Thinking was hard when all your brain could process was him.

Just when he managed to archive the cup form, your thoughts stopped being foggy, brain clearing up a bit. “Look at us, we’re out here making cups! Look at this,” he almost roared, excitement clear. His arms were tight around you and he wiggled you with him, holding your hands in his, all full of clay. You cheered too, trying to turn your head to look at his smile. But suddenly, he seemed even closer, immediately looking into your eyes and you gulped, feeling the heat rise to your neck and face. You stuttered back, making him stand up and removing his arms from around you.

“We should uhm, wash our hands,” you said, stiff and shy. He nodded and added that the hour was almost over and you’d need to be out of the room anyway. “What about our cups?” You asked, puppy eyes on display and almost speaking in a high, watery tone. He chuckled, assuring you that he can get them once they call him. When you left the room, you not only found a washroom but the woman who owned this place. She greeted you and asked if you had a good time, mentioning that they will put your cups out to dry and can either pick them up or come and paint them too. With hopeful eyes you looked up at Jungkook and without even seeing your pleading face, he agreed that you definitely had to paint them.

Once she left to remove your cups from the tables and set them out to dry with small name tags in front of them, you and Jungkook left to wash your hands. The restroom wasn’t gender seperated, since the house was originally meant to be actual living place. So there you stood, both incessantly rubbing your hands to get rid of the clay.

Jungkook got done much quicker than you did, not in the mood to make your skin sensitive so you rubbed carefully along your skin. “I don’t think I can get it off,” you pouted. “My skin will hurt if I scrub them too harshly.”

He took your hands in his and started carefully smoothing off the partially dried clay on your fingers. Once he was sure that your hands were clean again, he turned off the water and dried both your hands with the towel, patting your skin rather than rubbing even more. You held back a coo, finding it incredibly adorable of him to take care of you this way. When he looked up from your hands, your eyes met and the tension from back in the pottery room was building again.

“Y/N, would you hate me if I said that I really want to kiss you right now?” His voice was held quiet, considering that other people could request the washroom as well. You shook your head twice and scooted closer to him. He wore a small smile and reached down, taking one of his hands from your still towel wrapped ones and holding the side of your face and neck with it. His thumb caressed your cheek and he switched from looking into your eyes, down to your lips.

After a final moment of giving you the chance of declining, he closed the distance and kissed you softly. There was barely any pressure for the first few seconds, until he moved back and licked his lips, kissing you again but much more determined.

You reciprocated the kiss immediately, filling all your senses with Jungkook and not getting enough of him. An eager, tiny moan slipped out from your lips when he pulled off for a short moment, turning yours and his own head a bit as not to clash noses. He chuckled breathily into the kiss and let his hand roam to the back of your nape, getting you closer to him. He let go of your hands completely, taking the other one and holding you softly by the waist. He took a step forwards, leading you blindly against the sink and the kiss grew desperate. Your breath turned heavy and you couldn’t hold back from pressing against his lips more. Laying the towel down behind you, you grabbed at Jungkook’s shirt around his waist and held onto him. A whine slipped past you when he tentatively licked against your bottom lip, asking for more but still taking it without thought right after.

You both flinched when somebody knocked against the door, calling, “could this be hurried up a bit?” Jungkook looked at your face with flushed cheeks and swollen lips, eyes wide for a moment before he broke out into his wide smile again. He held your face with one and your hip with the other hand still and leaned a bit back to give you space to breathe.

“We’ll be out in a minute!” He exclaimed loud enough to be heard outside and looked back at you. “You’re okay?” His eyes held something in them but you didn’t have time to analyze it, nodding and turning to hang the towel up where it’s supposed to be. He took your hand in his, surprising you and opening the door. A middle aged white woman stood in front of the door, giving you both a judging look before Jungkook said, “that clay sure is tough to get off, huh?”

After that you left, laughing about the woman’s face and praising each other for the cups you made. Jungkook suggested milkshakes and burgers after you drove for a little and happy with the idea, you agreed.

After the food, not definable if it was more lunch or dinner by the time you were eating, Jungkook dropped you off at your place, wishing you a good almost night and saying that he’ll text you when he’s home. You blushed as you asked him to close his eyes and went in to plant a kiss on his cheek. His eyebrow jumped up at the contact and when he opened his eyes again, he grinned. You waved after you closed his door and turned around to walk into your apartment complex, smiling widely.

“Did you guys fuck tho?” Jimin asked you, hand raised and flopped over when he stood in the doorway with his weight on one leg and his hip popped out. His lips were pursed and he raised his eyebrows in expectation. You laughed lightly, shaking your head.

“No, we just,” you bit your lip, “kissed.” It was clear he didn’t buy it but he let it slide. Nodding multiple times, he walked over to the couch and flopped down.

“So, I assume you fell for my little trap, huh,” he grinned. “I was right about thinking you guys would work out, he’s the right amount of gentleman for you.”

He was right about this, you did enjoy Jungkook’s company and you started regularly texting and meeting up, sometimes just casual without the whole pressure of a date around it. He stole some kisses from time to time, always grinning too cute to get scolded for it and secretly, you loved getting attacked with his smooches when you least expect it.

“When is he gonna ask you out? What’s he waiting for?” Your noisy best friend opened up his snacks, throwing some into his awaiting mouth and chewing obnoxiously. You shrugged your shoulders, walking from the kitchen isle to the couch and joining Jimin.

You snuggled into the couch, next to him, watching a movie, when the door bell ringed. “Did you invite someone?” You looked up at Jimin from where you rested your head on his shoulder. He shook his head, watching you as you got up to see who was at the door.

The peephole revealed that Jungkook was standing in front of your door and you never opened it this quickly. “Gukkie! What are you doing here?” You squealed, falling into his arms. You weren’t expecting him at all, haven’t seen him for a week now and missed him the most. He chuckled, putting his arms around you and kissing your head.

“Had to visit the baby,” he talked into your hair, beaming in the affection. Giggling, you looked up, chin on his chest and grinning. “Hyung?” He asked, wide eyes and pitched voice.

Jimin greeted Jungkook back and they fell into small talk, you taking the opportunity to get some drinks, you and Jungkook’s selfmade cups for each of your drinks and a store bought one for Jimin.

The cups were painted white by your request and once they dried you and Jungkook were able to paint them as you liked, making it your fourth date at the time. You painted the cups for each other, making it a surprise but both ended up with an equally cute design. Jungkook painted your name in his squiggly handwriting and added a heart next to it, painting a smiley and flowers. On his cup you painted colorful swirls on one side and on the other one you painted two stick figures representing both of you.

Once you sat back on the couch, Jungkook between you and Jimin, the teasing started. “Cute show you guys gave me, is there gonna be more later?” Jimin’s eyes were glinting with mischief.

Instead of laughing like you did, Jungkook slapped Jimin on the back and grinned stiff, “you could also just leave?” They both laughed overly exaggerated at it and slept each others backs, until Jimin took Jungkook’s head underneath his arm and rubbed his hair quickly, creating heat.

“Respect your elders, Jungkook. But you’re right, I should go,” he looked up in thought, “Yoongi is probably missing me,” he swooned. After standing up and pushing Jungkook into the couch one last time, he hugged you and took his leave right after.

Jungkook took a sip of his drink and tsked at how Jimin left his untouched, smiling at his cup like he did every time he was over and you gave it to him.

“Ah, my plan worked well,” Jungkook smirked, placing the beverage back on the table in front of the couch, leaning back into the comfortable pillows and looking at you. “Let’s cuddle, c’mere.” His voice turned soft regarding you, opening his arms and inviting you with a wiggle to his brows.

“Why are you here, Guk?” You murmured after a short moment. He exhaled and sat up a little, rasping his throat.

“I actually wanted to ask you something,” he said, very serious but the corner of his mouth moved up on his own. “Can we play Mario Kart?”

You blinked at him, bursting into laughter. “This is a very serious matter, Y/N. ” His face was stern, looking at you with no hint of humor.

“You made Jimin leave so we can play a video game?” The question wasn’t really in need of an answer, but Jungkook nodded anyway.

“You can be Peach and I’ll be Mario,” he said as he stood up and searched the drawers of the TV table for the remotes.

“Why do I have to be Peach? I always play Toad.” At this, Jungkook turned around abruptly and shook his head.

“No, that wouldn’t make sense,” he said. He was confusing you and your face made that clear but he was too busy with checking if the remotes had batteries in them, turning on the console and picking out the game of his desires.

“What are you trying to archive with this?” You giggled. “Why can’t I play my usual character?”

He pursed his lips and rolled his eyes up to think. “Okay, well… let me word it differently.” He walked towards you, still sitting on the couch, and placed the two remotes to his side. Sitting opposite of you with crossed legs, he bit his lip and looked as his fingers as he pulled on his sock. “I want you to be my girlfriend,” he said timidly, looking up at you to catch your reaction.

You smiled, because it’s simply Jungkook. He could always act like the annoyingly confident guy but he’ll never hide how shy he really could be.

Nodding, you breathed, “yeah,” and squealed when he took you into his lap with a smile. “But can I still be Toad?”

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hoebii · 4 years

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Treasure (without the r’s and u)

Pairing : J-Hope x Reader

Genre : Fluff, smut...ish.. like at the very end

Warnings : J-Hope is daddy and MC is a brat lmao

Another prompt from dearest @voiceswithoutlips-kas because she’s amazing. She also gave me the title idea but I had to somehow make it on crack (cause I suck) UwU. I don’t even know what I wrote but I enjoyed writing this so I hope you guys like it too~ Thank you all for liking my other ones and as usual, never proof read, we die like men. Send me prompts or ideas if you want, I’ll try my best to do it justice. English isn’t my strongest suit so forgive me for any grammatical errors I made huhu. Feedback is always welcome!

You gather all your courage and ring the doorbell, which is answered after a few moments by a disheveled looking person obviously having just woken up.

“What?” they grumble sleepily.

“Uh... I’m here.... for the beaaast...?” You cautiously ask, eyes trailing up at the giant black horns on top of the fellow’s head.

“Oh hell,” the man sighs, “You think you’re the dragon hunter, huh?”

“I mean, yeah? I just completed the training.”

“So what have I done this time? Missed a bill? Parked too close to a curb?”

“You’re... a dragon?”

“And? I have rights, you know.”

“....Dragons have rights?”

“Of course we do! We’re living, breathing creatures too.”

You stare at the bea- the man while he leans against the door and stares back at you in boredom. You came here to hunt a dragon, hence you being a dragon hunter, but now you’re just confused with how everything is going.

You sigh deeply before standing straight and looking at the man. “Listen, I was sent here to hunt a dragon so like... I don’t know you want to square up here or move to an empty place?”

You saw the man look at you, amusement clear in his eyes, before he pushed himself and stood up straight. Extending his hand towards you, he gave a small smile before saying, “I’m Hoseok, you can call me Hobi if you want. Want to come inside for a drink?”

You stare at his extended hand, not moving. The man, Hoseok, sighed before dropping his hand and walking back into his house calling over his shoulder, “Come in if you want to. I’m gonna make some coffee now that I’m awake.”

Looking into the house you see Hoseok walking towards what you assume to be the kitchen. You stand outside and look around the area before you finally shrug and enter the house.

“Good to see you decided to finally enter. Thought I’d have to carry you in with how you were out there for so long.” “You can’t just carry me in without my consent!” “Of course I can, I’m a dragon” Hoseok smirked at you sipping on his coffee while leaning back against the counter.

“You can’t just take advantage of your dragon title! That’s like... dragon supremacy.”

“Pfft are you trying to imply I’m discriminating against non-dragons?”

“...yes. Don’t give me that look I can slay you right here!”

Hoseok rolls his eyes at that. “Riiight sure okay kid.” He puts down his cup and walks by while you stand there fuming at him for not taking you seriously.

“You coming darling?” You hear Hoseok call out from somewhere inside the house. You follow his voice, now tired of his games, towards the bedroom. You reach the bedroom door and see Hoseok on the king sized bed in the middle of the room looking at you expectantly.

You let out a deep sigh before looking him in the eye and raising an eyebrow at him. “You know, it was your idea to role play right? Why are you the one acting like a brat now?”

Hoseok flopped back on the bed before whining, “When I said let’s role play with you as a dragon hunter who I have to seduce, I didn’t expect you to come so early! It’s barely 8am I’m tired~”

You laughed at him before stepping into the room and trudging to his form and getting on the bed to straddle him. Hoseok lifted his head with raised eyebrows before grabbing you by your hips.

You could see the cogs in his mind turning, trying to figure out what you were doing. You placed your hands on his chest and slowly leaned down, lips barely touching and hips grinding down on him.

You saw Hoseok’s eyes darting from your eyes to your lips and back to your eyes before he closed his eyes and moved forward to finally kiss you. You happily kissed him back, pressing down on him harder. You felt him shift underneath you as his grip on your hips got stronger.

Suddenly, you break the kiss and move back to sit up. You can’t help but laugh at the look on his face before you move to get off him.

“Stop looking at me like that, I thought you were tired”

You’re about to leave the bed and walk out of the bedroom to tease him for a little longer (also you want coffee, he’s right about this being early) when you felt him grab your hand and pull you back with him on top of you now. Pressing down on you he leans close to your ear before growling out, “Finish what you started or I’ll make sure you won’t be walking tomorrow.” Moaning at his words you arch your back so your chest is pressing against his before you whimper out, “What if that’s exactly what I want?~”

Hoseok growls and practically tears your shirt open and dives to your neck to leave marks on his wake.

It’s gonna be a long day today. Can’t say you’re complaining though.

Jung Hoseok isn’t a snack. He’s the whole damn meal 🥴😩💦

#bts au #bts fanfic #dragon!hoseok #dragon au #fluff #j-hope #j-hope x reader #jung hoseok #jung hoseok x reader #bts jhope

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kireii-writes · 4 years

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Hey againnnnn! I am the uwu Anon who requested the adult trio and leorio for the first kiss thingy. I meant with a separate darling person if you can do that? Cheers and thank u for the star, it is now my prized possession uwu. 🤟💝

i hope you’re ok with this anon! (sorry for the late reply ahhh >~<)

warning(s): slight nsfw (again, because it’s hisoka), mentions of blood (very little)

- hisoka doesn’t care about being attached to anyone but himself, so if you manage that hot piece of ass, you’re just plain capable.

- hisoka, although shameless and flirty most of the time, has never really kissed anyone until he met you. even then, he doesn’t initiate anything intimate with you besides the occasional cuddling that he’ll engage in with you when the both of you are on the couch watching television.

- nor will he let you get close enough to him to kiss him unless you’re making out since he’s constantly disappearing at random times for a long time before popping up out of nowhere when you least expect it.

- he’s a clown that gets turned on most of the time, and even if you aren’t considered strong enough by him, it’s not going to stop him from getting his hands all over you, or grabbing you roughly by the jaw before shoving his warm tongue into your mouth.

- most of the time, the only reason he roughly makes out with you is to take out all his pent up emotions and insatiable libido. hisoka doesn’t really see it as being intimate with you.

- that day was no different. you laid below hisoka’s towering figure, your hands threading in his hair and tugging it occasionally, causing hisoka to groan in approval. he then pushes his hips into you as his tongue danced with yours, each fighting for dominance and bruising your lips while his hands roam all over your body. his hips pushed against yours even deeper at every sound you make as hisoka brings the both of you to a state of euphoria.

- no matter how many times you end up below hisoka as he ravages your body, there was no intimate connection at all, and the both of you knew that very well. it was always the same thing- hisoka taking things out on you and your body, and then disappearing the next day when you wake up to find him not in bed.

- as he sucked on the side of your neck and left your body with blooming purple marks, your fingernails dug into his muscular back and left a small trail of blood. “hisoka..” you called out as a warning.

- “almost. be a good little pet and wait for me.” hisoka panted as he continued to suck on your skin. with one last push, hisoka finally relented and you cried out as hisoka panted heavily above you, his forehead dripping with sweat.

- this was it, you thought. every single time after he was done with you, he’ll clean himself up, and then promise to stay the night when in actuality he was going to slip off somewhere. at this point, it didn’t feel like you were in a relationship with him anymore. steadying your breathing, you untangled yourself from hisoka when he spoke.

- “stay. i’ll clean you up.” pushing himself up, hisoka made his way to the bathroom and emerged a while later. holding your leg gently, hisoka proceeded to wipe your delicate skin with the washcloth before working his way up to your neck.

- “why are you doing this, hisoka? are you okay? are you running a fever?” you asked the man in front of you, unable to believe your eyes. instead of the irresponsible jerk he usually is, he’s actually taking care of you now and treating you like his prized possession?

- “why not?” he answered as he continued cleaning you with great care.

- “hisoka..” you started, but was cut off by him placing a slender finger on your bruised lips.

- “i made quite an artwork, didn’t i?” he asks cheekily as he inspected the purple marks all over your body. “come on, let’s go to sleep.” tucking you under the blanket, he slid next to you and held you close to his chest.

- “i don’t understand, why are you being os nice all of a sudden?” you turn to face him.

- “is there any reason i need to be nice once in a while? i’m much more nicer than you make me out to be, you know.” hisoka faked a pout.

- “sorry, pretend i didn’t ask anything.”

- as you turned back on your side, hisoka stopped you and gently closed the gap between the both of you by pressing his lips to yours as gentle as he could. that was the first real kiss the both of you shared, unlike all the other times where it was just mindless making out.

- “have a nice sleep, my precious darling.”

- illumi grew up without any affection from anyone, so he’s going to be confused when you kiss him.

- it happened one day while you were at the Zoldyck mansion, where you were waiting for illumi to finish his usual training as you chatted with Kikyo, who was surprisingly ready to officially welcome you into the zoldyck family as one of their own.

- “sorry to keep you waiting.” illumi’s voice disrupted your conversation with Kikyo, who nodded her head in approval at illumi.

- “good job, illumi!” you smiled up at him and planted a sweet kiss on his lips.

- immediately, illumi suddenly tensed up, his eyes wide in confusion (as if his usual expression wasn’t funny enough)

- illumi has never experienced kissing/being kissed, so it felt altogether foreign to him.

- but he secretly enjoys this new sensation.

- a tinge of red slowly reached illumi’s pale face as he looks down at you, trying to understand why he was feeling so happy. isn’t it just a kiss?

- from then on, illumi would make sure to do whatever you wish just to get you to kiss him again, since he thinks that he must put in the work to get the reward he wants.

- it doesn’t take you long to realize the huge contrast in the new way illumi was acting compared to previously. he would be even more selective with his job and complete it at top speed to go home and spend more time with you, and often ask you if there’s anything you wish to have in your possession and he would retrieve it for you. even if you insisted that you didn’t need anything, illumi is going to send you gifts that you can possibly never afford.

- when you question his reasoning for giving you such expensive gifts, he’s going to shrug it off and say “how else am i going to spend my money?”

- when you finally figure out why illumi was suddenly acting strangely, he’s going to blush and pretend to be angry with you for finding out.

- “are you going to make fun of me, y/n?”

- after you tell illumi there’s no need to work his ass off to earn your affection, he’s not going to believe you

- until you ask “do you want to kiss me?”

- tentatively, illumi leaned in closer to him and you braced yourself for a kiss, when illumi stopped halfway.

- “how do you kiss someone? which way should i tilt my head?”

- which caused you to choke back a laugh so as to not ruin the atmosphere.

- guiding his hands to your waist, you smiled reassuringly at illumi.

- “there’s no right or wrong way to kiss someone, illumi. just do whichever way you think it’s best for you.”

- giving it a go one more time, illumi then took in a shaky breath as he connected his lips to yours softly and sweetly.

- when he pulls back from the kiss, his face is flushed, unable to believe that it was his first kiss with you.

- next time, he’s definitely going to kiss you even more.

- you grew up with chrollo back in meteor city, where the both of you would steal together and share the loot with each other.

- this continued all the way until the both of you were young adults. looking out for and protecting each other was a natural instinct. since the both of you were of the same age and had no one else to rely on, the loyalty and bond between you and chrollo was unbreakable.

- one day, as you sat down next to chrollo and watched the setting sun together, he talked about how outside the world you, him and the rest of the outcasts of meteor city lived in, there was a world far greater than you could imagine. he then revealed that he found a group of people here in meteor city, who were unhappy with the way they were living.

- together with them, chrollo would escape from this city and make it big in yorknew city. afterwards, he’ll come back to get you, and then settle down with you in yorknew city, away from the dirty and harsh life you and him were currently living.

- “but what if something happens to you?” you ask, unwilling to stay behind without chrollo.

- “nothing is going to happen, y/n. i promise you i’ll definitely make it big out there. once we’ve settled down for good, i’ll come back for you and take you away from this junkyard. you won’t have anything to worry about from then on.” chrollo spoke, his dark and intelligent eyes shinning with hope.

- seeing how he was determined to break through this place of filth, you didn’t have the heart to stop him. you knew that when chrollo was dead set on something, nothing is going to make him waver.

- “so... when are you leaving?” you ask as the both of you sat in silence, trying to retain the image of the setting sun for as long as possible.

- “tomorrow.” chrollo says after awhile.

- turning to face you, chrollo gently placed both hands on the sides of your face, making you turn and face him.

- that’s when he sees that your eyes are glistening, and his heart bleeds at the sight of those familiar eyes of yours watering. the both of you have been by each other’s sides for as long as he could remember, and the thought of leaving your side crushed him on the inside. you were the only one who could bring out the compassionate and real side of him.

- but in order to give you the life you deserve, chrollo had to bite the bullet and leave your side to fight for a place in society for you, for him, and everyone that chose to follow him.

- drawing you closer to him, he leans down and gently captures your lips with his. sharing a kiss with you for the first time, the kiss was filled with emotions of happiness, sadness, agony, regret, and hope for the future. as a tear slid down your cheek, chrollo gently wiped away the tears that were now forming in the corners of your eyes and kissed your forehead one last time.

- “i promise you, i’ll never forget you.”

Leorio:

(it’s a little different from the rest but i hope it’s okay)

- you first met leorio when you were taking the same lessons as him to become a doctor.

- when leorio saw you in his class, he immediately became star struck and sauntered up to you confidently. placing a hand on your desk, leorio grinned at you and attempts to flirt with you with lame puns that he genuinely thinks are funny.

- “hey, do you know why the doctor walked past the cupboard of pills quietly? because he didn’t want to wake the sleeping pills up.” he laughs, barely unable to control his laughter.

- you, on the other hand, was unbothered and unamused. instead, you continued to read through your medical textbook, all the while ignoring the man in front of you.

- “telling people lame medical jokes when the exam is nearing isn’t going to help you become a doctor.” you bluntly stated, causing leorio to blush in anger.

- “if you can’t appreciate puns that’s fine, but you don’t have to put on a show in front of everyone by pretending to be hardworking.” he snorts. “lets be real, you won’t be able to become a doctor. you look like you don’t do well on tests. i bet you won’t pass the entrance exam.”

- over the next few days, leorio would often spot you hovering over your textbooks and notes, and he was intrigued by how you were able to stay calm and unbothered while everyone else was on the edge, with the exam coming up.

- walking over to you, he cleared his throat to get your attention, in which he succeeded.

- “can i help you?” you asked, seemingly irritated at your study session being disrupted.

- “ii- i need your help with a certain topic, is that okay?” leorio stammered, having talked to someone as good looking as you properly for the first time.

- deciding that you would be at an advantage if you taught him, you gestured for leorio to take a sit in the empty chair next to you. hastily sitting down, leorio proceeded to point to a chapter which he supposedly needed help with.

- but that was all an excuse to get close to you. as you pointed out the different important notes, leorio stared at you with heart eyes. he couldn’t believe his luck, having someone with brains and beauty like you to teach him.

- this continued on for a few more days until it was the final day before the major exam, and you decided to head home early to unwind after a long day of studying and revising with leorio.

- as you got up to leave, you were so lost in thought that you didn’t hear leorio calling after you until it was too late.

- “y/n!” leorio called as he chased after you. turning around, you spotted him waving a textbook at you. you’re textbook. turns out you forgot to take it with you when you left.

- in his haste, leorio tripped over himself, his arms failing everywhere. as he stumbled to regain his footing, he accidentally knocked into you and fell on top of you.

- you would have brushed it off with an annoyed look, but that was if he didn’t fall on you they way he did.

- because his lips landed on yours by accident, as the result of his clumsiness.

- upon realising what just happened, leorio immediately repels away from you, his face a blushing mess.

- “i.. ah... we... i....” he fumbled, not knowing where to start.

- “forget it.” you interrupted, wanting to forget what just happened. picking up your textbook, you hastily walked away from him, your face burning.

- ever since then, leorio would try his best to make it up to you, and slowly you became good friends with your first (accidental) kiss.

- the both of you began to notice the mutual affection, and none of you objected to anything. leorio then took the opportunity to ask you out.

- and that was how you had your first kiss with leorio.

#anime #hxh illumi #hxh headcanons #hxh imagines #hxh chrollo #hunterxhunter #hisoka x reader #hisoka #illumi x reader #chrollo x reader #leorio #leorio x reader

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iateyourdoggo-part2 · 3 years

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Chapter 4 (this chapter will probably be the sadist chapter and could be a smoll surprise at the end)

so im trying to make a chapter every 24 hrs... i think. so um thnx for reading my previous stories and pls enjoy this one!

key:

red = violence or de@th

orange = tw that arent violence (could be violent for u)

blue = able to read for everyone i hope

tw: violence (kidn@pping, @buse (slightly), r@pe (slightly, dw its not too much)), caps, de@th mention, siblings

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There was only 1 day until Saika's mother came home and it was today, and Saika obviously wasn't excited for that. Saika went for a walk until she got dragged into an ally by a masked person and was knocked out. She felt her surroundings as she was being dragged away. She couldn't see anything though. The floor was cold and the room was dark.

Saika's blindfold was taken off and there stood an old man who looked like a huge creep. Duct tape was on her mouth and her hands were tied. The old man walked up to her and started to touch her legs seductively. Saika was powerless. She tried to prevent the man by keeping her legs shut and kicking him. The creep was mad. He put up his fists when the creep fell to the floor. It was Aori! Aori helped untie Saika and took the tape off her mouth. Saika jumped into Aori's arms and cried. Aori started to cry too. They both felt a huge amount of pain of one person who was hurt.

Other footsteps were heard, slowly coming towards them. A small figure stood at the entrance.

"S-Saika-chan!?" Kinako cried. Tears were already falling down her cheek and ran up to Saika.

Saika let go of Aori and hugged Kinako. They both were relieved that they both were safe. Kinako was small and vulnerable. Saika hated that and didn't want anyone to force themselves onto her. Saika wanted Kinako to be hers more desperately than ever to protect her. The two loosened the hug and were now inches away from eachother's faces. Both quickly let go and turned around blushing very hard.

"W-we should go now," Kinako suggested, "It's very cold now..."

Everyone left the place and was back in the sun. The sun warmed them up until they were satisfied. Saika went back home to see her mother is already there.

"WHERE WERE YOU?!" her mother screamed.

"I-I w-was k-kidnapped," Saika replied stuttering. She still was crying a bit and her eyes were red.

"This is why I told you to marry a man. You're too weak to fight men off. Girl's are not fighters either. That is a man's job. You're so weak you couldn't even bribe the man with money instead!"

"COULD YOU STOP CALLING ME WEAK?!" Saika cried. Her eyes were filled with more tears. Tears of anger.

She felt a pain on her cheek to realizing her mother had slapped her.

"YOU DARE TO SPEAK TO YOUR MOTHER LIKE THAT? YOU ARE SUCH A DISGRACE TO BEING LADYLIKE AND DEFINITELY A DISGRACE TO THIS FAMILY!" her mother screamed back.

"I WAS KIDNAPPED! YOU CARE ABOUT THE FAMILY, MONEY AND MEN WAY MORE THAN YOUR OWN DAUGHTER! YOU DON'T EVEN SPEND TIME WITH HER YOU DON'T REALIZE SHE IS SO DISTANT FROM YOU!"

"I AM NOT DISTANT WE ARE PERFECTLY FINE!"

"THEN WHAT IS MY FAVOURITE COLOUR!" "HA! ARE YOU STUPID? IT'S PINK!"

"HAHA WRONG! IT'S YELLOW AND IT ALWAYS HAS BEEN!"

"YELLOW IS A BOY'S COLOUR YOU DISGRACE! YOU SHOULD HAVE DIED INSTEAD OF YOUR FATHER!"

Saika's rage fell down by that last sentence. Her eyes widened in shock.

"Saika darling, I am very most sorry." her mother said, acting like nothing happened, "I have gotten a little non-ladylike. How silly of me!"

"W-what do you mean dad is dead?" Saika muttered.

"I-I.... um.. Don't worry! You can forget about him. He is already dead, and is the least successful of the family.", her mother replied calmly.

Saika stormed into her room went on her phone.

Kinako?

Hiya saika chan!

May I stay over your house for a bit?

of course!

Thank you!

get packed! i will meet u at the park!

Okay.

Saika got ready and packed her stuff. She walked downstairs and already saw a note on the kitchen bench.

Dear Saika,

I have left for a small break. I will be back and do not go anywhere.

Kind Regards,

Your mother.

Saika ignored it because she knew that her mother was going out to a fancy restaurant. Saika got to the park and saw Kinako again. Saika followed Kinako to her house and before they entered, Saika was warned.

"Be prepared, Saika. I promise you, it's not that bad but prepare. Your. Self."

Saika gulped and went inside. What she needed to prepare for wasn't really what she expected.

"I'm home!" Kinako called out.

A bunch of kids started running up to her and a commotion of loving siblings made Saika giggle a bit.

"Onee-chan! Who is that?" one of them asked.

"Kisaki! It's her date remember!!!" the other said which looked like the other boy's twin.

Saika blushed a bit.

"AHHHH! SHUSH!" Kinako blushed so hard.

After getting everyone under control, Kinako made dinner with Saika.

"Where do you want to sleep?" Kinako asked, "I don't have a spare room sorry!"

"D-do you think I can sleep with you?" Saika asked still blushing.

Kinako looked away from the cooking pot into Saika's eyes. She blushed again (so much blushing) and replied with a simple "Sure!".

Dinner was done and all the kids were done showering. They all finished eating and went to do their own things but Kai went to bed.

Kinako and Saika took turns to shower. Kinako showered first, then Saika. Kinako waited in her room staring at her ceiling fan. She replayed Saika asking to sleep with her. She was so inside her imaginations she didn't realize Saika was waving her hand infront of Kinako's face.

"Kiiiiiiinaaaaakoooooooooo!" Saika whispered.

"What are you doing...?" Kinako asked.

"Seeing if you were alive on earth and not in spce!"

The two giggled until talked until 11 pm. Kinako checked to make sure the kids were all asleep and went back to her room. Saika was already under the covers and Kinako went under. They fell asleep to facing each other's backs both having their dreams take over.

Kinako woke up to hear pictures being taken. She slowly opened her eyes to see all the kids at the door, with a phone, taking pictures of her.

"Why are you taking pictures?" She asked flatly.

They all pointed at Saika who was hugging the smaller person in her sleep. Kinako jaw dropped and was blushing once more.

All the kids snicker until Tsubaki said, "Time to get ready now guys!"

All the kids said "aww" and left.

Kinako giggled and faced back at Saika who was still dead asleep with her arms around Her. It was very warm and Kinako slept for 10 more minutes not wanting to wake Saika nor wanting to end it.

When Saika woke up, she felt a small tight person hugging her stomach and she was hugging the person back. She then realize who it was. (Y'all know I don't need to repeat uwu!) She was staring in shock and awe that she was closer to Kinako than she could ever imagine. Literately. She felt something weird on her chest. She looked down and I wonder what she saw... Kinako's chest upon Saika's. She was hotter now and was so wrapped in the soft touch of Kinako.

"Mmmmm... Saika." Kinako muttered in her sleep.

Saika was so red, she was as red as a rose. It was really awkward when they both got up together. 0.0

They made breakfast and pretended it didn't happen. Saika and Kinako chose to skip school today. Kinako asked Aori to pick up the kids from school.

Kinako and Saika were cuddling on a couch under a blanket. They were watching movies. Saika looked at Kinako who was glued to the movie. Kinako realized and looked back at Saika. They both were now an inch away from each other's faces. They started to slowly lean closer until they both felt a pair of soft lips on their faces. It was deep and passionate until they stopped for air. They stared into the other's eyes and then looked away madly blushing. Their gazes slowly went back to each other, about to kiss again when they heard something from the window. It was Aori and the other kids taking photos. They all went to hide behind the old shed in the backyard but Kinako was already there.

"I'm taking your phones away for a week." Kinako sad plainly, "You too Aori."

The kids, including Aori, gave their phones to Kinako. They all went inside and relaxed. Saika stayed at Kinako's house for a week.

She wasn't excited to go back. She wanted to stay with Kinako. She wanted to live with her. She wanted to be with her. But she couldn't because of her mother.

If Saika could choose to spend her life for 1 thing, it would be Kinako.

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And thats another chapter done! thanks for reading once more and sadly this story will end in a few more chapters :(

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tsuna-sora · 3 years

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Hi, yes hello. Good day all my gender and none gender darlings <3 This is gonna be a long winded salt post about the current state of mlb and the fandom and if that’s not for you feel free to skip this post as you please dear. I want your comfort as a priority and you do you. And for people who disagree with me I’ll kindly ask you not to engage on this post please keep scrolling and don’t let me have any bearings on your day. I will not interact to dispute this post cause I’m kinda tired of stuff if that’s alright with you. Love you. OKAY. *breaths* As someone who when it comes to Miraculous Ladybug fanfiction only goes into the Adrienette tag and never got the urge to see other ships in fics ever since the start of this show till now, I can safely say that I am indeed an Adrienette shipper.... yah know EXCEPT FOR CURRENT CANON. Because, this may shock everyone who likes this ship, the relationship they have in fanfiction and canon is not the same thing anymore. This series canon writing has been atrocious since the start of S3 (if not the middle of S2 where I could notice things were in the start of going in a weird /later confirmed bad/ direction)

So this is just a thing I wanted to say, hey like could y'all kindly not deliberately go into tags of your notp’s and harass shippers in their own tags/blogs? Cause that’s like, not raaad my dude. \(uwu)/ And tag stuff accordingly if you disagree? Please and thank you for being an amazing human being? And be polite if you wanna debate them? And if your not sure the poster is open to it please first ask/check with them for consent for that debate? :3c

Also can we like not dismiss someone’s extremely valid points and logical points that they wrote/pointed out as flaws and/or good points and well written parts just because *le gasp* they ship Adrienette or Lukanette and/or Adrigami instead of what you ship or is endgame in canon! Blasphemy!

Okay now for the serious note, Marinette is always punished for shit she didn’t do to the point her embarrassment and distress in Truth made me cry and have an attack that later made me finally quit the show. (if you want to see that distress post it’s here) One of my bff’s who writes Adrienette fics on AO3 also hates the writing and destruction of characters in this entire show at this point and agrees that the writing for the characters has been shit, Marinette is both a great person and then suddenly a freak for plot reasons, Adrien is a saint except he literally is not and him not learning lessons is the worst representation and image for young boys ever, every single character has been distorted to fit plot instead of providing it, but they keep watching for lore for their fic and have been explaining to me what happened since then. So yes I know about Lies through them and osmosis of bloggers I follow. And some of them holy molly are Lukanette or Adrigami and even Marigami blogs because that doesn’t matter to me one fucking bit because they’re freakin’ darlings of people who tag stuff properly and aren’t rude to others or have ever been rude to me and the points they make are valid. Just as I also follow a lot of dedicated Adrienette only blogs and in fact what all of these have in common is that when I interact with them or ask stuff they all have been nothing but fluffy bunnies I wanna kidnap into my home.

Just as some other people have also pointed all these things out even tho they are also Adrienette shippers.

( Tipo EU, e outras pessoas muito giras que só shipam Adrienette )

Who have been silenced by the other majority. If you don’t agree with me that’s FINE. That’s why I put that first part of the post informing you that if you read this till this point I don’t want to debate out my experience of Miraculous if it doesn’t mirror yours. And you don’t see the same things I did. That’s okay my dude. :c

IT’S FINE I LOVE YOU ANYWAY AND I WANT YOU HAPPY.

MY POINT IS *deep breaths* someone being a Lukanette shipper saying that Truth is a bad episode and presenting reasons outside their ship for it is valid. An Adrigami shipper pointing out that Lies is badly written and posting logical points that have nothing to do with the ship is valid.

You know what’s not valid?

Dismissing someone’s argument cause you went into their blog and noticed they shipped a certain ship even tho their debate/post had no ships involved as points of argument to begin with and then decided to harass/dismiss them and their post directly at them.

Guys we need to be kinder to each other. We need to respect each other. We need to understand that some people only like the shipping in a show. Some people only like to discuss writing of shows. Some people like to salt, others not at all. Some post things as an outlet not wanting different interaction/debate, others do want people to discuss and debate. ALL OF THIS IS GREAT AND FINE. BUT WE NEED TO RESPECT AND BE KIND TO EACH OTHER.

I have not been a perfect example of this and I am a mature person who can admit this. So if I unintentionally did this to you? I’m sorry. I will hear the person speaking to me and check myself and correct my behavior for next time. And so can you because I believe you are a good person.

I had proof of this very recently where me and someone else had a misunderstanding within a post and we ended up talking and we cleared up stuff. Turns out that person did not want to make me feel bad at all. We just had a case of me being a none English speaker and not being able to make my entire point super cohesive and them getting a wrong idea and it snowballing from there.

Which is also something I wanna point out. Please don’t forget that some people aren’t native English speakers and may not be able to explain themselves fully to you or cohesive enough. Be patient and before you think they are debating something without pointing out this thing or x forgot to point out something in their post ask them about it politely if they have an opinion on it or if maybe they forgot to mention? Jesus where am I going with this post at this point. Okay what I want everyone to take away from this is that we shouldn’t be fighting each other. We shouldn’t be dismissing and harassing each other. You know what we should be doing? Beating up Thomas Austruc and his writing team with sticks and DEMANDING BETTER WRITING FOR THIS SHOW AND ALL OUR SHIPS BE THEY CANON OR NOT ALL OF US TOGETHER---- Okay pitch fork revolution idea aside I just wanted to stop people from using a ship as a means to hurt each other. We all liked or still like MLB and I want us to be above this stuff. I believe in us cause I’m a stupid shounen protag whose hopes die last when it comes to people. I love you all okay? I seriously do. I’ve had a lot of fun when it comes to the fandom of MLB. I love seeing people post cute art of my ship. I love seeing cute art of Lukanette, I love seeing cute art of Adrigami and Nino and Alya, and Nino or Adrien and JuleRose. I love the gifs, the salt, the cute content, the mostly lore debated stuff etc. I LOVE IT ALL. And I’m not giving up on us. And I bet 100% that you aren’t either you stupidly beautiful human being. *kisses your cheek with your consent* This has been again a very rare self post. And I bid you all goodnight.

#miraculous ladybug #Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir #ml salt #ml positivity #personal post #All ships are valid #I love you #I believe in this fandom #We will get there #Don't let others dictate how you feel about this show and that includes myself #I have no idea what to tag and it's very obvious #Can yall tell this was written very poorly thought out cause my brain is fried?

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decembermoonskz · 4 years

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Hello moonbeams~! Writing letters is something I’m good at, because even if I stumble in all other forms of communication sometimes, my writing, my words never fail me. The overall negative energy, annoyance and sometimes hatred towards the pandemic, the social/political topics and the year in general can be very draining and or taxing on me and you all. Of course we’re upset too but seeing so much hate can be draining for people like me, and maybe you. So for a moment, grab a seat and a blanket and listen as I read this letter to you. This is a letter from me, to you, and I offer a blessing from her majesty the moon herself as well.

2020 has been one hell of a year that’s for sure. I experienced a lot of sadness, fatigue and overall lower moods as I tend to take on the energy of the world heavily. There has been so much that’s happened to us all, sadness, fear, anger, heartbreak; but even still we survived it. There were so many that felt we wouldn’t make it through this year or make it to the end as it felt like it would go on forever, but we’re here now, to write these letters, to tell these stories.

Even in this hectic year, I experienced so much, I felt happiness, joy I cried a lot and released so many pent up feelings, I came to terms with things I had locked away, I laughed a lot, I found passions that I thought were long lost. So much has happened to me in this year both ups and downs and I’m grateful for it all. You may be wondering why I would be grateful for downs as well, they helped teach me things, how strong I am; how it’s okay to give in and feel your sadness or pain; to validate my emotions; and a lot more. I hope that with all that’s happened you were able to take in some lessons yourself.

Below this cut, I wanted to thank some people who made my experience on tumblr as wonderful as it has been, more amazing than I had ever expected it to be. I came on here extremely nervous about sharing my stories and these people have been so warm and welcoming and honestly I wouldn’t have enjoyed my time as much without them. I’ll have my ending message at the bottom of this.

@sleepylixie Lily darling, my brain twin!! you’ve made my short tumblr life so much fun! sharing brain waves one moment, soundboarding ideas the next, and having so many things in common between us it’s crazy (wolfie gang). You’ve become one of the best things to happen to me on this site! xoxo thank you for always sharing your wonderful ideas with me and for sharing my love of fantasy!! Oh and I can’t forget all the shared screaming we do over skz and anything else xD I’m so glad we started talking and even in just a short time I feel so close to you already!! Thank you for letting me vent out all my ideas and for letting me be that person for your ideas too, thank you for always giving such good feedback and opinions and thank you for just overall being one of my favorite people to talk to. I hope we can make more wonderful memories in the coming year and beyond it. love you darling have a beautiful 2021~ 💜💜💜 ⟪ song rec: Another Day - Stray Kids ⟫

@rebecca-noona Becca! You were the first person to interact with my blog and when I look back on it, I’m so thankful you did. I love our talks about Korea and skz and writing. Your support has always been incredibly helpful, thank you for always being a cheerleader for me, it means the world. I hope you know I love you and support you and your works and whatever you wish to do so much as well!! I’m so happy we started talking and you make me so happy. Thank you for being my friend and when I finally get to Korea you gotta show me around when you get back!! I hope your process of getting back is smooth and easy, stay as optimistic as you can love!! xoxo ⟪ song rec: motive - Ariana Grande (ft. Doja Cat) ⟫

@skzctnightnight bel! bel! :DD it’s your words of encouragement that helped me create this blog, you’re one of the reasons I’m here!! your works have been some of my favorites and I was so happy when I first reached out to you. Your kindness really touched me and being your anon at the time was so much fun >v< Prowl will forever be one of my favorite series and you inspire me with your works!! I love talking with you no matter if it’s a quick chat, or a long convo, I always love talking to you. Thank you for making my 2020 so nice! I’m glad I know you and let’s talk more soon! <3 ⟪ song rec: Clarity - Kim Petras ⟫

@aliceu Alice!! I’m so thankful we met by chance when replying to one of Lily’s posts LOL I think it was an ask of yours about fantasy, and we shared a mutual love for it xD I want you to know that I always smile and I’m always happy when you send asks or dms so please I hope you never worry about being a bother and keep sending them hehe >v</ Thank you for always taking some of your time to check out my stories and for always leaving such wonderful feedback too!! It makes me happy to read your mini reviews about them!! Thanks for having little chats with me too. I enjoy them always and I hope we can continue to chat more 2021!! Please have a great new year and stay safe and comfy uwu ⟪ song rec: TMT - Stray Kids ⟫

@t-toodumbtocare Bar! xoxo I’m so glad we finally started talking and I’m hoping we can talk more soon >w<b You’re so fun and sweet and your stories are cute!! I wanna read more soon!! >^<9 Thanks for our little chats and thanks for checking out my stories as well I appreciate it. I hope to get to know you better in the coming year and I hope you have the best 2021!! ⟪ song rec: Cruel Summer - Taylor Swift ⟫

@delicatewerewolfsoul Vicky!!! I’m so happy we started talking! I loved talking about animals and pets with you and I loved all the skz soft hours asks you sent (I hope you send more of them psst psst) they made my day!! You’re such a sweetheart and you’re a master of heart memes xD I hope your 2021 is wonderful just like you are!! Stay safe and warm you cute bean xoxo ⟪ song rec: Inception - ATEEZ ⟫

@dreamescapeswriting Hi M!!! Okay full disclosure!! I’ve actually read some of your works before having tumblr LOL Like I really enjoyed them (Lucky and You Love Me are so cute) and honestly I was shy about reaching out but I’m so glad I did because now I wanna continue to talk and send you hugs! >V< I’m so glad we’re both gamers and your asks make me so happy! Thank you for being the sweetie you are and I hope we can talk more in 2021!! Have a great new year cutie!! <3 ⟪ song rec: False God - Taylor Swift ⟫

to my mutuals and other moonbeams who I wanna talk to more and love and support so much!! @mikoto-ica-fics @hanflix @chogiwow @redsandroses @meiiyue @missskzbiased @rosieecheeks I hope we can talk more in the new year and I love you a lot!!! You’re all such beautiful souls!! Know I’m sending you love and hugs and all the support I can muster \>v</ xoxoxoxoxo ⟪ song rec: Breath - GOT7 ⟫

To my beautiful nonnies, I’m super happy you’re here. I miss you all and hope you’re well and to the new ones welcome welcome!! I hope you know all your messages make me so happy! When I started my blog, I didn’t imagine I’d have as many anons as I do now, I didn’t think I’d have many, maybe 2 or 3? You guys make me so happy and I hope to see you more in my inbox when you have the time!!! <33 ⟪ song rec: You Can STAY - Stray Kids ⟫

To all my followers, my darling moonbeams!! Thank you so much for joining on this journey of practice and self-love that I’ve been trying to embark on. The comments, the reblogs, the likes, the asks, all of it, it means the world to me. To re-learn that it is possible for people to enjoy what I do, and not tie it to my own self-worth has been something I’m so thankful for. You all helped me learn that so thank you. I hope you continue to enjoy the stories I put out and feel free to reach out anytime! I’m so happy to have 300+ (almost 400) of you lovely moonbeams here! I hope you all have a wonderful 2021! It doesn’t matter who you are, how old you are, where you come from, what you identify as, what you believe in, or who you love; you are all precious moonbeams here in this haven. ⟪ song rec: Haven - Stray Kids ⟫

I know I say it a million times but since this is a wrapup letter I’ll share it again shortly. My blog was made for the main purpose of learning to appreciate my passion for writing and to not cage myself from posting and sharing my stories. I wanted to learn to write for myself and that posting stories in and of itself was the main victory, and everything else was the bonus, instead of thinking when people like it, only then is it good. I’ve done that before and having learned from it I now feel more prepared to tackle this. Thank you again for all the warm welcomes and the love I’ve received it still hasn’t quite sunk in for me and it feels so unreal. To know you all enjoy my stories and give me so much love, it’s crazy and it’s happening and I am so happy. I’m very thankful I took the leap of faith even though I was scared and decided to create this blog! 2020 challeneged me as well as pushed me and supported me. I experienced hard times yes, but I also experienced some really amazing things. I found comfort in things new and old, I feel like the quarantine made me come to terms with myself more, not run from things I wanted to confront and talk to myself more. I feel like 2020 albeit really draining in all ways, helped shape me and I got stronger because of living through this year. Now before I get any more preach-y than I already have LOL Thank you for being a part of my 2020 everyone!! I hope to have you with me in 2021 and I hope you experience the blessings of the moon like I feel we all do. See you in 2021 y’all! We’ll get through next year and the next and the next, I know it! 💜

Love Izzy

#my 2020 love letter to you #izzy's 2020 wrapped up #izzy doing stuffs #izzy be rambling #I love you all my moonbeams #🌕 may her majesty the moon watch over you always

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imaginedisish · 6 years

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Happy Together (Five Hargreeves x Reader) (The Umbrella Academy)

A/N: OOOOHHH MY GOOODNESS HELLO EVERYONE!!! So before y’all read...lemme say that Five is not 13/14/15 in this imagine!!!! He is a normal 20 something year old human...and so is the reader!!! This is kinda like an alternative universe sorta thing...idk...it was a request. (also my 17 year old self has a huge crush on Aidan Gallagher now uwu...he’s turning 16 this year...and we’re like a year apart so ITS OKAY YALL CHILLLLLLLL) I love The Umbrella Academy...and more imagines will be coming. ALSO THANK YOU FOR 900 FOLLOWERS AHHHHH!!!! Okay...now enjoy :)

Summary: After altering the timeline to save your life, Number Five gets in some trouble with The Commission...which prompts a not-so-welcomed visit from The Handler.

Warnings: LANGUAGE, angst, blood, fighting, implied violence/murder, FLUFFFFFFFFF

Word Count: 2,413 holy shit i went IN LADIES AND GENTS

Rays of sun reach their fingertips through the ancient curtains above you. The dust particles that had accumulated upon the books surrounding you glow as each individual spec basks in the light. To your right, sitting properly next to you on the plush couch, was a well-read copy of The Great Gatsby, your favorite novel.

You look down at the coffee that rested between your hands, the steam radiating off of it slowly dissipating, cueing you to finally take a sip of the bitter liquid. Grace hums a tune as she passes through the dark library, duster in hand.

“Grace,” You call out, and Grace immediately stops to face you, “Do you know where Five is?” Just as Grace opens her mouth to answer your question, a loud clanging sound erupts from above you.

“Goddamn it!” A familiar voice shouts, followed by the violent thumping of footsteps down the stairs.

The footsteps continue, the sound of the dress shoes against the cold tile echoes throughout the academy, until finally Five appears in front of you. He looks disheveled, exhausted, and incredibly angry. You hadn’t seen him like this since you saved the world together. He looked so distraught, something was clearly wrong.

Five begins to pace back and forth, his hands traveling to rub his eyes every now and then. You want to say something, but you know he’s far too lost in thought to answer. Finally, Five stops, and walks towards the bar at the end of the library.

You hear Five rummaging through the bottles of liquor. You turn around to see an expensive bottle of whiskey in his right hand. With his left, he grabs a short, crystal glass, and he begins to pour away.

“F-five, is everything okay?” You ask quietly. Five stops his pouring, and slams the bottle of whiskey on the counter.

He looks up at you, a vulnerable haze of fear presents itself across Five’s face before once again masking itself in an angry and distant gaze. “Everything is just golden,” Five remarks sarcastically, taking a generous swig of alcohol from his glass.

You decide to ignore his tone as to not start a fight with him, and instead stand up from the couch and walk over to him. You pull out a stool, and sit down. Five remains where he is, on the other side.

“Are you going to tell me what happened, or am I going to make it come out of you?” You ask, jokingly. That was your power, you had the ability to make people tell the truth. You could also read minds and freeze time, which made you a perfect foil to Five, who could move through it.

“It’s The Commission…” Five trails off, taking another sip of his whiskey. “They know what we did.” Your jaw drops. How the hell did they find out so quickly? You think to yourself.

A month ago, you and Five had altered the timeline. To be more specific, Five had altered the timeline in order to save your life. While searching for Five, who had saved the world from the apocalypse once and for all, the Commission came across you. They knew that you were important to Five, and decided to kidnap and torture you.

When Five had found you, it was far too late. But, that was a thing of a past. It was a memory that you were never able to experience, since Five took it upon himself to change the timeline and save your life.

You two had grown close since Five had met you, since he had helped you learn to use your powers. But, you didn’t realize how much you meant to him. He risked so much by altering the timeline, and that was becoming increasingly evident.

“Look, things can’t be that bad,” You say reassuringly. “There has to be some sort of way to fix th-,”

Five cuts you off. “No, things aren’t bad, they’re terrible. They’re going to kill me,” Five’s voice is firm and filled with anger. “Or worse…” His voice is soft as he trails off, his eyes drifting down to the glass of whiskey on the counter.

“Or worse, what?” You ask as you search Five’s dark brown eyes for some sort of an answer.

But he gives you none, shaking his head in contempt, refusing to say a thing. He picks his drink up, and begins to walk towards the other side of the room. Just as you think he’s about to stop, the pacing begins again. You roll your eyes.

“Five, stop, let’s talk about-,”

Five cuts you off a second time. “There’s nothing to talk about, (Y/N)!” Five shouts, his eyes widening. “Things are going to absolute shit!” He knocks back a final, generous swig of whiskey before violently slamming the empty glass on the end table to his left. Five darts back towards you. “We lost! Don’t you get it? They’ve won! They’re going to find me, or you, a-and, a-and…”

You shake your head. “You’re being ridiculous, Five,” You pause for a second, collecting your thoughts before continuing. “You just need to calm down, we haven’t lost just yet, we haven’t even started fighting.”

“And there’s no point in fighting back to begin with. They know you’re here, they know everything, (Y/N),” Five says, swallowing harshly as he closes his eyes tightly. “And don’t tell me to calm down.”

You scoff. “I’m just trying to help. We can fix this-,”

“Stop! No we can’t! I’m going to lose you. Don’t you understand that?” Five yells, his voice booming throughout the library. Silence looms over the room. You don’t know what to say. “I can’t lose you…not again. I just can’t,” Five finally croaks.

Your heart flutters in your chest at his words. “Five you aren’t going to lose me,” You say, your voice is soft and sweet as a smile stretches across your face.

“On the contrary, darling, I think he just might!” A sarcastic, shrill voice rings from the opposite end of the room. You look to where the voice came from. A tall, gray haired woman stands near the fireplace, holding a gun in her hand. “Hello, Number Five. Long time no see.” Her smile is wide, almost reminiscent of the Cheshire Cat.

“I swear to god if you touch her,” Five points a finger in the woman’s direction, “I won’t hesitate to take you down, for real. In fact I thought Hazel already did that for me,” Five taunts.

The woman cackles loudly. “Oh Five!” She slaps her knee. “God you crack me up! You know silly stuff like bullets, or grenades,” She raises an eyebrow, “can’t kill me. But it can kill you, or her.” The woman nods her head towards you, aiming her gun at your chest.

A shot rings out, and a flash of light appears in front of you as Five pops in front of the woman, pulling his arm back to punch her in the face. But, before anything happens, you close your eyes tightly, clutching both hands into fists. Suddenly, time freezes. You walk forward towards Five. The bullet is inches away from his chest, suspended in thin air. You push it to the right, making sure that when time starts up again, it won’t even have the chance to hit him.

The woman scoffs, surprised at your abilities. “Who the hell are you?” She asks, staring you down.

“(Y/N), Number 8, also known as Eon, and you’re about to be so fucked,” You stare deeply into her eyes as you begin to search the woman’s mind. Her alias is The Handler, she’s killed thousands of people, and she isn’t one bit scared of you in this moment.

Well, that’s about to change completely, You think to yourself. You tighten your hold on her mind, and you watch as the Handler winces in pain.

Part of your mind reading ability was to allow the person you were reading to relive the memories you came across as you searched his or her mind. In this case, you went for the traumatic experiences; for instance, murders, attacks, and other crimes The Handler committed, watched, or experienced. You had found through previous ventures that making someone relive the past was overwhelming and draining, to the point of death.

God I hope this works, You think to yourself, taking a deep breath as you swallow harshly. You had one shot, one chance to make this work. You begin to search through her mind, picking out memories that seemed horrendous, even to you.

“Wh-what the hell are you d-doing?” She stutters, her fingertips reaching up to either side of her head. You force her to see each and every person she’s ever killed, which slowly but surely begins to have an impact on her. “S-stop,” The Handler pleads. “I-It h-hurts.”

But regardless of her pleas, you don’t let go. The gun in The Handler’s hand falls to the ground as she begins to tremble. You don’t know how much longer you can stay where you are. Your grasp on time begins to weaken, and things slowly start to move again. You’re losing energy.

“F-fuck,” You whimper, trying your best to stay strong. You search deeper into The Handler’s mind, seeing even more murders, more traumatic experiences, forcing her to relive each and every one.

The Handler screams out in pain. “Shit!” She screeches, collapsing down to the ground. She wheezes, and coughs roughly. Her breathing weakens, just as you thought it would.

“How does it feel?” You manage to shout, regardless of the fact that it feels as though every ounce of energy has been drained from your body. You continue on nonetheless.

“I-I c-can’t b-breathe,” The Handler chokes, grabbing her throat. “S-stop…” Her eyes flutter shut. “I-I’ll l-let y-you l-live…” She struggles to speak as her eyes open up again.

“Bullshit,” You say firmly, walking closer to her. “Any last words?” You question, going deeper into The Handler’s mind one final time. Her body seems to tense up, and she writhes in pain one last time.

“I-I’ll b-be b-back, k-kid…t-trust m-me….I always e-end up c-coming b-back…” She trails off, her eyes shutting tightly. Then, the writhing stops. The tension in The Handler’s body seemingly disappears. Her body goes completely limp. You did it. It was all over. She was gone.

You let go of your hold on The Handler, since there was no longer anything to see or do in her mind. It was blank, a black hole if you will. You let go of time, and things begin to move yet again. You collapse to your knees, absolutely exhausted.

“(Y/N)?” Five calls out, and you hear the bullet you had directed away from Five hit into the wall. “What the hell happened?” Five chuckles a bit. You feel his hand rub up and down against your back.

“I-I took care of things…” You say, breathing heavily. “You don’t have to worry about her anymore, or at least I don’t think you will.” You look up at Five, a confused expression spread across his face.

“How did you…” Five doesn’t know what to say as his eyes frantically search yours for some sort of an answer.

“I made her relive every shitty thing she ever did, or experienced. It wasn’t a silly thing, that did the bitch in,” You explain nonchalantly. “It was natural causes, in a sense. She did it herself.”

Five smiles widely, his brown eyes catching rays of light. Just as quickly as his smile appeared, it slips away. “They could still come after us…” Five trails off nervously, standing up and walking towards the bar.

You shake your head, gathering your strength and following behind him. “Don’t worry about that, okay? With The Handler gone, things will be easier. We can take down whoever stands in our way.” Your voice is calm and reassuring.

Five stops in his tracks, his eyes studying your face thoroughly. “All I can do is worry. Just because she’s gone doesn’t mean I won’t lose you,” Five says, his voice firm, yet still laced with fear. “I care about you too much to lose you again. Last time, my heart…it…” Five can’t seem to finish his sentence as his voice becomes shaky. His eyes become glossy, and he turns around so you can’t see his face.

“You can talk to me Five. Please, just tell me what happened,” You beg, walking closer to him, extending a hand out towards his, your fingers colliding with Five’s.

He turns around to face you. “Fuck I hate feelings…” Five complains before continuing on. He takes a deep breath. “My heart felt like it stopped beating. I-I sobbed over y-you…” Five tightly closes his eyes shut, a single tear falling down is cheek. He wipes it away with his free hand. “I can’t go through that again. I won’t, I refuse to. I care far too much about you…I-I…” Five looks down at the ground and back up towards you. He steps closer to you, the gap between you and he closing. His eyes drift back and forth between your eyes and your lips.

Suddenly, a pair of soft, warm lips come crashing down on yours. The kiss is slow and languid. You can’t help but smile against Five’s lips. This was something you had wanted for such a long time.

You’re left wanting more as Five’s lips part from yours. He smiles widely as he steps back from you. You’re almost a bit shocked, as Five rarely ever shows affection to anyone.

“I didn’t know how to say how I’ve been feeling,” Five explains. “You know I’m terrible at emotional shit, but (Y/N), you make things seems so natural. I’m happy when I’m with you.”

A smile stretches across your face. “So let’s be happy together, then. You don’t have to hide things. We can be a team.”

Five nods, grinning as he closes the gap between you two once more. “Happy…together…two words that I’d never thought I’d use to describe my life.”

“Well I suppose you’ll just have to expand your vocabulary, then Five,” You say sarcastically, giggling lightly.

“I suppose so, (Y/N).”

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Confession / first date headcanons with tamaki, sero, Kirishima, and tokoyami x a INFP/ hufflepuff reader pls! (Separately)

Hi darling! First off, thank you so much for requesting!! It means a lot to me and this was actually really fun to write. I hope I did the boys justice and I hope you throughly enjoy!!

Confession/ First date Headcanons:

Tamaki

•this poor baby boy is extremely shy about confessing to you he can barely utter a word to you

•he wasn’t sure how to ask you out but he was able to hand you a note saying to meet him behind the school near the dorms.

•when he had confessed to you he was nothing but a blushing mess and didn’t know if you were going to reject him (Poot baby boy is scared)

•when you had agreed it felt like a 10 ton weight was lifted off his chest but shortly after there was another dilemma: your first date.

•he had asked mirio for help since nejire would bother him nonstop asking him who is the lucky lady. Mirio had suggested a simple picnic in the park. It was perfect since he can be with you in bliss without anyone bothering him.

•when he came to get you you were dressed in a casual yet proper outfit. A simple short sleeved blouse and some jeans and flats ( or whatever suits your fancy). I swear to god when I say he was going uwu in his heart. It was happening

•your date went really well in fact. You both had cooked some food and enjoyed the time talking about some things you had in common, his hero work, plans for the future etc.

•at the end of the day when he brought you back to your dorm, you had decided to give him a simple kiss on the cheek. “Goodnight Tamaki~” you said and you went into the dorm building. He proceeded to walk home and cease to function. Mirio had to help the flustered red-faced boy into his dorm room bc he could barely handle himself.

Sero

•when he wanted to confess to you, he was pretty lost. How could he tell you he liked you without totally ruining it? He had to confide in some amigos to see if they could help him out.

•Mina and Kaminari both insisted to be bold and proud about it. Basically they wanted sero to walk up to you and just be like “I like you more than a friend. “ obviously as bold as he was that was over his limit.

•Bakugo gave no advice simply told him to shove it up his ass ( he later gave a note saying to do it in a secluded area and be confident in yourself otherwise you’ll fuck up) ( such a good friend)

•Kirishima offered to help him out with the confession to make it easier for him to ease into it. Sero thanked him and so they both worked together on something to try and help sero confess.

•how the confession went down: -kirishima called you over to his desk and asked if you could help him with some things he had to do. You happily obliged and as you followed him you were led to a small secluded area in the forest and there stood sero a nervous wreck on the inside but confident on the outside.

-kirishima had disappeared the minute sero caught your attention. He hid nearby to see how things went down. Sero was trying his best not to stutter when he confessed to you.

•after he confessed he saw you burst into tears and he panicked. Like a mom who panics when they lose their kid in a Walmart panic. “A-are you okay?? Did I say something wrong???” He asked. You shook your head and smiled “No no sero, I’m crying because I’m so happy I thought you might’ve not felt the same way” you said with a smile on your face. Shortly after, sero.exe stopped working once you said you felt the same about him

•your first date was his idea. He wanted to take you to a carnival that was being held over the weekend near the school. When you had agreed, he was excited as hell about it.

•you wore what you felt was comfortable. You felt that if you’re going to a carnival you wanna look good yes but you definitely want to be comfortable above all else. He thought you looked amazing regardless because in his eyes you were the most beautiful thing.

•your date went well overall. You guys ate a lot of carnival food and played all the games. ( he won you like 3 stuffed animals) you had also gone on all the rides except the Ferris wheel. Sero wanted to save it for last since there was going to be fireworks. When you guys did get on he was excited but you did have some minor fear of heights ( if you don’t I commend you literally bc I’m so scared of heights). Sero held your hand and made sure to remind you that he was there next to you. After that, you felt a lot more secure and by that time as well you guys had reached the top where the fireworks went off. It was a really great night.

•at the end of the night you guys walked back hand in hand with you holding your newly acquired plushies. He couldn’t help but smile at you. You were like this ray of sunshine that never stopped shining even when the clouds were dark and gloomy you were able to conquer it all. Before you guys had gotten back to your dorm he wanted to try something. “Hey y/n, can you close your eyes for me??” He asked a bit nervous. You nodded and closed your eyes. He was glad he had conviently stumbled upon a branch that could mostly hold his weight but he had to work fast. When he secured everything he latched on and began to crawl down the long end and then when he had reached your height he kissed you. You were stunned for a second since this was like woah. You guys had kissed for a few minutes before he pulled away and grinned. “Sorry that’s something I’ve always wanted to do with a special someone. “ he said. You both went inside Heights Alliance blushing like two lovesick kids.

Kirishima

( I love this man so much I’m glad you asked for him he is my husband)

•So in kirishima fashion, he had gained a massive crush on you and he wanted to confess to you in a manly way. He knew that he wanted you to be his but he wasn’t sure where he should do it. He decided to do it off campus as to make it more romantic.

•he had asked you to come hang out with him and the bakusquad at the beach on the weekend and to his surprise you had agreed. He was really excited and he prayed his plans went well. When he had arrived at the beach with you and the rest of the squad he didn’t do the confession but waited until the sun went down and they were heading back to their car ( bc why not ) kirishima stopped you and asked if you come with him.

•when you guys were by the water he took a deep breathe and literally just word vomited his confession. You laughed a bit “Kiri I didn’t understand a word of that” you said between giggles. His face flushed red and he tried again and tried to slow his speech more. “I-I said that I’m in love with you and I want us to be more than friends. ” he said with some worry in his voice. He really loves you a lot and is really scared to get rejected.

•you didn’t reject him bc who would to this shark baby? Anyways, after you had told him that you felt the same way, he practically picked you up and spun you around because he felt like the happiest man alive in that moment. It all felt right and bet your butt the bakusquad was watching the whole thing go down inside the car because they want the tea.

•your first date with kirishima was actually just a simple dinner and maybe you two might hit the arcade. He didn’t want to do a fancy dinner just yet but he still wanted to make it special and worthwhile. If you decided against the arcade he would take you to the park where you guys would stargaze or even just admire the fireflies roaming around freely. If you chose the arcade he would make sure that you won about 98% of the time. He wants to see you happy and he will do anything to make that happen!

•the date would be a major success and you two would be chatting away about things. He wanted to kiss you but he felt that he would be rushing things. He felt that maybe he should take it down a notch to maybe make it still meaningful but show a small bit of affection. As you guys were walking back to your dorms you guys had entered the Heights Alliance where everyone was busy watching a movie (movie night ayyy). As you guys reached to your dorm he grabbed you and held your hand and he hesitated for a tad bit. He was nervous and trying to muster up his courage but, you squeezed his hand as a small reassurance. He smiled and he kissed your cheek. “I had a really amazing time tonight. I hope we can do this again more often.” He said whole rubbing his thumb on your knuckles. It was definitely one of the best dates ever.

Tokoyami

•this emo child didn’t care much about love interest or anyone for that matter but you held a lot of sentimental value to him. You guys grew up together and practically went to the same school together. A lot of people would bully him for his quirk but you would be there to defend him as much as you could.

•he didn’t feel comfortable admitting it to you no matter how close you two were so he wrote you a love note confessing his feelings. You didn’t know who it was from but you appreciated the sentiment. You put it back in your bag and walked towards the dorm. That was his first attempt.

•it took him 3 tries for him to actually confess to you in person. Each time he tried it was taken more as a token of appreciation as friends. He couldn’t wait any longer to try and confess to you. So he got up and walked over to your dorm room and knocked. When you answered he seemed extremely nervous and clammy. “May I come in?” He asked as if he was almost begging you. You nodded and he walked in and sat in your chair trying to figure out how he can word it.

•once he finally confessed how he felt he didn’t hear anything from you. He looked at you and you were staring at him basically speechless and flushed red. “I-I didn’t think you felt that way I-I mean I know we are friends and all but oh man..” you said almost too fast for him to understand. “So... does that mean... you like me too? “ he asked and you nodded and smiled.

•your first date was simple. He wanted to do a movie night/ sleepover but he wanted to make it special. Sure you guys have done these before but he wanted to up the game a bit. He decided to cook dinner for you ( with the help of bakugo of course) and throw some lights up and make a little cuddle area for you two. He was hoping the food came out good but to be quite honest you never know.

•the date went well overall but you did end up falling asleep on his shoulder. He wasn’t sure if he should bring you back to your dorm or keep you here. Aizawa he already made the rounds earlier and had already said it was okay you two were watching a movie. He moved you to his bed and tried to undress you to put you in more comfy clothes but instead he ended up waking you up.

•cue and extremely flustered child explaining his true intentions. You were blushing too but you said it was fine. You told him that you would head back to your dorm but he stopped you. “I-I was thinking maybe y-you could stay the night..” he said in a soft tone. You couldn’t help but share a small smile. “Alright... but just for tonight.” You said as you began to take your socks off. He handed you a change of clothes and you went to a different part of the dorm room while he turned around. Dark shadow tried to sneak a peek but tokoyami made sure he doesn’t. After you changed you got into the bed and patted the empty spot next to you.

•you both had fallen asleep in each other’s arms and by the next day he didn’t want to let you go. The date was a success and the dinner actually tasted really good. ( props to bakugo) it was something you would cherish and hold dear to you as a special memory.

I hope you enjoyed it!!

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abbacchiosbelt · 5 years

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May i request a dom fem s/o with doppio if that's okay? maybe with a dash of s/o using toys on doppi plus a whole lot of teasing uwu (and mommy kink if you're comfortable of course! not everybody likes it but that's okay) thank you!

this was my first time writing mommy kink, so i hope it’s okay! please enjoy taking care of a subby doppio!

Amore Carino | Doppio x F!Reader

18+ under the cut!

Doppio, forall the secrecy involved with his job, is horrible at hiding his facial expressions.When he drags himself through the door of your shared bedroom, mouth set in apout and eyes downcast, you coo at him out of concern.

“Amore,” youcall, patting the bed next to you. “Come sit.”

Doppiofollows your request without saying anything else and doesn’t waste a momentbefore burying his face in your breasts and wrapping his arms around you. Youknow your sweet Doppio well – he’s clearly had a bad day. His shoulders relaxas soon as you start to rub soothing circles over his back, and he sighs incontentment when your other hand gently scratches at his scalp. You indulge himin some tender care for a few minutes – you knew the Boss worked him hard.

Before youcan ask what’s wrong, Doppio tilt his head up and looks at you through darklashes, freckled cheeks tinted pink.

“Can youtake care of me tonight,” he starts, swallowing. His cheeks turn a deeper shadeof pink. “Mommy?”

It wassomething new that the two of you were trying – Doppio had always beensubmissive in the bedroom, but he’d brought up the idea (a blushing mess whilehe did it, of course) about calling you Mommy. It only seemed right to you –you loved to care for him, and this was only an extension of that. With asmile, you tuck a piece of his pink hair behind his ear.

“Of course,my darling boy. Mommy will make you feel better.” Doppio gives you a littlesmile and shifts even closer to you, pressing his face further into yourbreasts. The thin silk of the pajamas you were wearing did nothing to concealthe shape of your breasts under the material, and all of Doppio’s rubbing andshifting were causing your nipples to peek through the fabric. Doppio rubs hischeek against one of your breasts and looks up at you, eyes wide.

“Do you wantto touch them, Doppio? Use your words.” He flushes and hides his face againstyour breasts before he peeks back up.

“Can I usemy mouth on them, Mommy? Please?” He was so embarrassed to talk in the bedroomat first, but praise and rewards had turned Doppio into a beautiful sub, alwayswilling and eager to please you. (You’d never push him past his limits, ofcourse, but he himself was determined to be better for you.)

“That’s mygood boy. Yes, you may.” Doppio gives you a shy smile before he gently tugsyour top down, exposing both your breasts. He gently caresses them in hisslender hands, relishing the feel of your soft skin. His mouth goes to lick andsuck at your nipple while he runs his fingers over the opposite nipple, rollingthe sensitive bud between his fingers. Doppio’s tongue rolls your nipple in hismouth, the gentle rhythm of his sucking eliciting a quiet moan from you. Helooks up at you, mouth full and adoration in his eyes, before he pops off witha gentle noise.

“Does thatfeel good, Mommy?” He moves his mouth to the opposite nipple, giving it a gentlelick.

“It does,you’re so good for me, my Doppio.” He shivers from the praise and sucks yournipple into his mouth, giving it the same loving attention as he did the other.When you look down, his eyes are closed and his face is relaxed as he sucks – whenyour gaze continues down his body, the noticeable bulge in his purple slacksmakes it obvious Doppio is very much enjoying himself. You gently wrap a handaround his clothed member and Doppio whines, rutting into your hand. He releasesyour nipple and looks up at you.

“Do you wantMommy to help you feel better?” Doppio flushes and averts his gaze at yourwords, but another feather light squeeze is enough to have him whimpering andpushing into you.

“Yes, Mommy.Please help me.” Doppio says, voice quiet. You lovingly card your hand throughhis hair, taking care to undo his braid without tugging too much. He relaxesinto the touch and looks up at you, teeth biting at his bottom lip.

“You don’thave to hide yourself from me. It’s okay.” You kiss the crown of his head andDoppio blushes harder before he smiles at you – though you’re not sure it wouldbe possible for his face to grow any redder at this point. He was so adorable –it was unfair, really, but you were so happy that he trusted you to see himlike this.

“Why don’tyou go ahead and undress for me?” Doppio nods at your words and hops off thebed, discarding his sweater and pants, leaving him in a cute set of purplelingerie you had bought him. The sheer bralette cupped his chest perfectly, hispink nipples visible through the thin material. Doppio’s cock was strainingagainst the purple panties, wet spot visible where his head rested. He put hishands behind his back and wiggled a little, looking up at you.

“You look socute, my Doppio. Come up and Mommy will make you feel good.” Doppio climbs upnext to you and settles himself in-between your legs, resting his back againstyour chest. It was a comfortable position for both of you – your beautifulDoppio was spread beneath you, and he got to lean against your plush chest andoffer you complete reign over his body.

Doppioshudders when you softly drag your nails against his neck down to hiscollarbone, teasing his sensitive skin. He was easy to fluster – it was likehis body was made up of erogenous zones, Doppio flushing and whining at thelightest touch. The sight of his chest lightly heaving while contained in thebralette made the arousal in your stomach coil tight, your mind going tothoughts of Doppio riding on top of you whilst you wore his favorite strap-on.

It was anight for Doppio, though, so you place a kiss on his temple before you slowlyslide your hands into the bralette and tweak his already hard and puffy nippleswith your fingers.

Doppiowhines and presses back into you, head lolling to the side as he exposes hisslender neck patterned with freckles to you. There’s the lightest sheen ofsweat beading at his forehead – Doppio looks so beautiful like this, facetinted pink and lips swollen from his own bites.

“Mommy,” hemoans, crying out when you roll his nipples between your fingers again. “A-ah,it feels so good—"

You draw onehand up to Doppio’s mouth and he obediently opens, sucking at your thumb untilit’s coated with his saliva. You run your nails back down his chest and slidethe hand back in his bralette, rubbing the wet thumb over his nipples. Doppiowrithes and moans out your name as his cock twitches in his panties.

With apleased hum, you slowly pull you hands out of his bralette and drag them downhis sides, pausing to squeeze at his slender hips. Doppio bucks up andwhimpers.

“A-ah, I’msorry Mommy, I couldn’t help it.” Doppio looks up at you, his bottom lipjutting out a little.

“It’s okay,my Doppio. I know you just want to feel good. Be good a little longer, okay?”Doppio nods, one of his hands coming to stroke your arm in a tender gesture.You lean down and capture Doppio’s lips in a sweet kiss, feeling him smileagainst your lips.

Doppio wasalways so good for you.

When youpart from the kiss Doppio rolls his head back to the side, whimpering as yourun your hands up and down his sensitive sides. When you finally pass thevalley of his hips, he wiggles against you, whining when your hands continuetheir path down to squeeze at his plump thighs.

Doppio was litheand had some muscle, but his thighs held a pleasant plumpness that was undeniablycute. If you had more time, you’d lavish them in kisses and gentle nips untilDoppio was a whining mess above you.

“Mommy,”Doppio says, voice lilting in a questioning tone.

“Yes, baby?”

“Could youplease touch me? I’ve been so good this week. Please?” Doppio usually didn’tbeg like this, so you knew your poor boy must have had a difficult day. Not tomention, the straining of his panties was more obvious by the minute, his cocktwitching at nearly every touch.

“Of course, sweetheart.I was always going to.” Doppio wiggles against you in happiness, eliciting agiggle from both of you. You gingerly slide his panties down, reveling hisflushed cock inch by inch. Doppio was average in size, but his cock wasunbelievably pretty – it flushed pink when he was aroused, and there was acollection of freckles that ran up and down the side of it – he even had cutetufts of pink hair at the base.

His cockbobs against his stomach when you free it, precum already leaking from theswollen head and running down his cute cock. Doppio practically screams out awhine when you wrap a hand around his cock, giving it a gentle pump and rollinghis foreskin down at the same time.

“A-ahn,Mommy, Mommy, I love you—” Doppio whimpers out, pumping into your hand. He wasso reactive to every little thing you did, no matter how many times you touchedhim. You gently shush him, gifting him with a few more strokes before your handlifts up and you turn to dig in the bedside drawer.

Doppiowhines at the loss of contact, but another quiet ‘shh’ from you has himsettling into you while he waits. From the drawer you procure a bottle of lubeand a clear toy that Doppio and you both loved. It had gentle grooves fitinside of it to rub against Doppio’s cock, though your sweet boy alwaysremarked that it didn’t feel nearly as good as you.

You uncapthe bottle of lube and pour a generous amount into the toy, placing the bottleback on the nightstand. You scoop up a little bit of the slick substance withyour fingers and gently work it over Doppio’s cock, his head rolling back oncemore as he keens into your touch.

“Are youready, my sweet Doppio?” You take the toy into your hand and hold it above hisstraining cock, watching as it twitches in anticipation.

“Yes, Mommy,please—” Doppio moans, chest heaving in want. His whole body reacted when hewas aroused – his chest was flushed and his eyes were lidded, cock leaking outmore precum.

With apleased hum, you slowly work the sleeve over Doppio’s cock, biting your own lipas you watch his member slip inside the toy. It was big enough that it onlyleft the very tip of his cock out. He groans and rolls his head against yourbreasts, hips thrusting up at the sensation.

“Be good forme.” You gently chide, and Doppio nods eagerly, willing his hips to stopmoving. You pump the sleeve on him slowly at first, watching how his flushedcock looks inside of the clear toy as you work it over him. (And oh, how youwish you were riding him right now, your boy pinned to the bed whilst youfucked him – but perhaps that could be for later tonight, or tomorrow.) Doppiogasps when you increase your pace, the sleeve making a squelching noise as youwork it over him.

Doppio wasalready coming undone – as if he wasn’t before – mouth thrown open, shamelessmoans and whimpers falling out of his mouth at every pump of the toy. His handswere digging into the sheets below and his legs were shaking violently, chestrapidly pushing up and down from excitement.

And thoughit would be fun to draw this out, to have Doppio begging and crying, you wantto treat him – so you pump the toy over his cock faster and listen to him cryout.

“Ooh, Mommy,can I cum, p-please—” Doppio pants out, voice strained. Your Doppio was alwaysso polite.

“Cum forMommy, baby.” Doppio lets out a strangled moan and cums, ropes of his hotrelease shooting out onto your hand and his stomach, some pooling inside the toy.You work the toy over him in a few last slow pumps to milk him completely,finally pulling it off of him when he lets out a sob from overstimulation.

He’s a mess,really – pink hair undone around his freckled shoulders, face flushed, bodysweaty and stomach covered in his own release – but fuck, if your Doppio wasn’tthe most beautiful sight you’d ever seen.

Both of yousit quietly while Doppio pants against you, coming back down from his intenseorgasm. Your own sticky hand can be dealt with later. Gazing down, you meet hisgolden eyes, crinkled up into a smile.

“Feel better?”You ask, leaning down to kiss his forehead.

“Always.Thanks,” Doppio says, sitting up slightly. He shakes out his hair and tuckssome of the strands back behind his ears before twisting his body towardsyours. “I love you, tesoro.”

“Mm,” youhum, leaning in to press your forehead against his. “I love you too. Do youwant me to do anything else? Run a bath? Read to you?”

Doppio layshis head against your shoulder and sighs happily.

“How aboutwe shower together, amore? I want to take care of you too. Then, we can take abubble bath after.” Doppio raises his head and meets your gaze, giving you thatshy little smile that made you fall in love with him in the first place.

“Soundsperfect, my Doppio.”

#not sfw #vinegar doppio #doppio #doppio x reader #reader insert #mommy kink #afab and she/her reader #my fics #vento aureo #Anonymous

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regalentempire-a · 4 years

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THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE; Mun & Muse - Meme.

fill out & repost ♥ This meme definitely favors canons more, but I hope OC’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore, and lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. Multi-Muses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm.

My muse is: canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless /

Is your character popular in the fandom? YES / NO.

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK.

Is your character considered strong in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK.

Are they underrated? YES / NO.

Were they relevant for the main story? YES / NO.

Were they relevant for the main character? YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG.

Are they widely known in their world? YES / NO.

How’s their reputation? GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL. (c:< he a bad boi.)

How strictly do you follow canon? — I try at least. X’D

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals. — An enigmatic individual who has many secrets and knowledge during his times appearing in Runterra. Having a cabal of his own that hides in the shadows of Noxus, taking calculated steps to take what belongs to him. An empire of his own.

(I’m not good with words but here it is...)

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?). — He lives to do the big suc.....cess.

Too egotistical for his own good. Always in it for himself.

What inspired you to rp your muse? — Eh. I didn’t know who to choose at first when rping in this fandom. I stuck with this dude since I did a lot of work with him.

What keeps your inspiration going? — Usually interactions and friends who always kick my ass to rp with them. yeah. my ass gets kicked often. Also I picked him up again after reading the story Daring Darling.

Some more personal questions for the mun.

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you give your character justice? YES / NO. (at least I think so.)

Do you frequently write headcanons? YES / NO. (I should but sometimes I just don’t know what else to write since I’v written a lot of it a while ago. X’D)

Do you sometimes write drabbles? YES / NO. (I think about doing some more but eh.)

Do you think a lot about your Muse during the day? YES / NO.

Are you confident in your portrayal? YES / NO. (I was gonna say no but I feel pretty confident. Like why not?)

Are you confident in your writing? YES / NO. (There is room for improvement but I tend to just write replies in one go with no editing.)

Are you a sensitive person? YES / NO. (More like sometimes. Not all the time.)

Do you accept criticism well about your portrayal? — Yes! Constructive criticism that helps me build my muses to become more solid and such. So if it’s behaviours, speech, and whatnot to work on, let me know!

Do you like questions, which help you explore your character? — of course! It helps me focus and develop my muse further.

If someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours, do you want to know why? — It’s simply to each their own you know? If they disagree with my hc, no worries. I don’t really disagree with hcs someone has because it is their muse to portray. not mine.

If someone disagrees with your portrayal, how would you take it? — It wouldn’t really bother me. I’d just let them know that they can unfollow me and stuff. Everyone has their own idea of portrayal soooooooo. There are plenty other muses they can follow that fit their tastes.

If someone really hates your character, how do you take it? — Shrug it off and ignore them. uwu

Are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors? — Sure. I don’t mind. I’m not the best writer after all. X’D

Do you think you are easy going as a mun? — I.....think so??? I’m just slow at replying and stuff.

That’s about it, congrats for filling out!

Tagged by: @codename-freya (thank you hun!! <333)

Tagging: @crystxlizxdsxuls @of-broken-wings (rhi) @blessercoeur @ragebred @rayamash @rimedreamt @fxlgurkinesis @visionofnoxus @kumihao @regina-tenebris @starthieve @bigboisett @yohatka and whoever! (wow. i actually tagged a lot of people this time.)

#⟬ OOC. ⟭ ⤞ chu chu.#⟬ MEME ANSWERED. ⟭ ⤞ Oh…this is going to be good!#some i left unbolded because i really don't know

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fruit-teeth · 5 years

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5 w/ B as heavy and A as medic ouo

(Ah hsowughasvxhsqhgdq I hope this is valid! There were a lot of spelling mistakes when I first wrote this but I think they’re mostly okay now...anyway I love these husbands UwU)

5. In the middle of some kind of tense situation, B has to help A give birth to their baby.

Heavy made the mistake of waking up much later than normal that morning. Of course, it was never uncommon for him to just sleep for longer than usual in a hotel bed, but he knew for Medic that it was the opposite.

However, when he awoke, Medic was gone.

“Doktor?”

Heavy looked all around, brow furrowed, and he slid out of bed and glanced around the whole room. “Doktor? Where are you?”

It wasn’t like Medic to just wander off when they were staying somewhere unfamiliar during a mission...this made his absence very worrying to Heavy. Even more so since Medic was immensely pregnant and shouldn’t have even gone on a mission in the first place, but there was no convincing him to take a break, even during this vulnerable time.

Heavy slipped on his jacket and headed downstairs to the hotel lobby, where he searched around for Medic for a long time. Finally, when he wandered into the breakfast area, he found him standing at the counter talking to an employee.

“There you are!” Heavy came jogging up to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Had me worried! Did not know where you went,”

Medic glanced over at Heavy. “Hmm? Oh, my apologies, darling, I did not know you were still asleep,” he turned back to the employee standing at the counter. “Anyway, like I was saying, I do not understand why you cannot let me in. I’m staying at this hotel, and breakfast is supposed to be free here for residents. That is what I was told,”

The employee just grinned at him with a smile that looked as though it was made out of rubber. “Yes, but we stop serving breakfast here at ten. You’ll have to wait an hour before we start serving lunch,”

Heavy glanced at his watch. It read 10:30 AM.

“We can go somewhere else,” Heavy suggested helpfully, tugging on Medic’s sleeve. Medic, however, would not be stopped.

Medic leaned across the counter, staring the employee down with a look of unbridled rage in his eyes that Heavy knew all too well. “Sir,” he began, his voice low. “Have you ever heard the expression ‘the customer is always right’?”

The employee didn’t answer for a few seconds. “Yes, sir,” he replied after a moment. “But that’s not our policy. You have to wait until we open again for lunch,”

Heavy noticed the change in Medic’s demeanor and felt the air around them seem to shift. He tugged at Medic again. “Let’s go,” but Medic resisted.

“I will ask you one more time,” Medic began, reaching for his coat pocket. “Will you let me in so I can at least get some tea?”

“No,” the employee replied rather bluntly. “Hey, I’m really sorry,”

“Yes...” suddenly, Medic whipped his Ubersaw from his pocket. “So am I!”

Heavy gasped, trying to hold Medic back. “Doktor, stop! Don’t do this again!”

The employee screamed and ducked under the counter, and Medic tried to pursue him but his belly got in the way. Still, he thrashed wildly at the man, waving the saw around in a rage until Heavy yanked him up and over the counter.

“No! That is very bad!” Heavy scolded him, but Medic was still squirming in his grasp.

“Let me go!” Medic spat, his saw waving aimlessly. “Let me tear him apart! He does not know who he is dealing with!”

Panicked, the employee hit a button hidden under the desk, and instantly a beeping noise could be heard. Heavy knew that meant some kind of authority had been called, so he didn’t hesitate to rush Medic up to their room.

“We must get out of here!” Heavy threw the door to their room open, beginning to hastily shove their things away. “We cannot be seen by security!”

Medic crossed his arms, huffing. “We could take them all! Please...”

“No!” Heavy turned to glare up at Medic, and he scolded, “They will hurt you and baby - I cannot let that happen!”

He grabbed their bags and took Medic’s hand, running towards the stairwell, but they stopped short when they saw a cluster of security guards at the very bottom of the stairs.

“Misha,” Medic started to say something, but Heavy shushed him, grabbing his hand and turning to run back towards the hall.

“We must find some other way...” Heavy tried to think, and then he spotted the door to the roof. “Up there!”

Medic grimaced, but he just watched as Heavy pried open the small door and glanced around to see if anyone was up there. He then pulled Medic up with him, setting him down safely.

“We will get down with that,” Medic pointed to the worker stairs on the outside of the windows, which eventually led to the ground. “Come on, doktor!”

Medic had a hand on his belly, and he looked uncomfortable but he nodded all the same. “Yes...all right,”

They made their way down the first set of stairs without any trouble, despite how rickety it was. Yet when they arrived at the second, Medic suddenly doubled over.

“Medic?” Heavy glanced over at him n concern. “What is it?”

Medic grunted, gripping his belly, taking a moment to just breathe. “Oh, dear...” he swallowed. “I think...I think I am in labor,”

Heavy felt his heart drop. “W...what? Now!?”

Medic nodded, but he waved him off. “I will be fine! Once we get to the bottom, we can get somewhere safer...”

They headed down the next few flights, slowly but surely, with Medic pausing every few seconds to breathe. At one point, Heavy took a moment to massage Medic’s back, one of his hands coming to caress his stomach lovingly.

“We will be okay,” Heavy assured him, and Medic just nodded.

“Yes...thank you,” he swallowed, squeezing Heavy’s hand as they headed towards the second to last set of stairs.

Finally, they were at the bottom, and they darted towards the nearest building: a diner. Upon entering, Medic stumbled away towards the bathroom, and Heavy followed, trying his best to keep him upright.

“I am here, I am here,” Heavy repeated, making sure no one was watching them.

No one in the building seemed to notice, but a waitress saw the door closing, and he shouted, “Hey! Bathrooms ate for paying customers only!”

Heavy didn’t pay attention, though, and Medic hardly heard as he collapsed into a stall and onto the floor. “Oh, no, no, no,” Medic made a face, trying to heave himself up. “It is so dirty in here!”

“It is okay,” Heavy assured, locking the stall door behind them and directing Medic to undress and sit on the toilet. “I will check you,”

Upon further inspection, Medic’s water had clearly broken, as evidenced by the wet spots in his underclothes. Heavy took a peek between his legs, and he just squinted, not saying anything.

“What!?” Medic panted out after a moment, impatient. “What do you see?”

“I think...” Heavy swallowed. “I think the head is coming out already!”

“Oh, gott,” Medic gritted his teeth, taking a moment to make a face at their surroundings. “I didn’t want it to happen here...I didn’t...”

“Shh,” Heavy stroked his hair, kissing his forehead and holding both his hands. “Is all right, I promise. I am right here,”

Medic felt comforted by the feeling of Heavy’s broad, warm hands caressing his own, and he closed his eyes, pretending he was somewhere clean and safe instead of a dirty diner bathroom. He inhaled, and when he felt the contraction he pushed, hard.

Heavy positioned one hand, preparing to catch the baby. “Yes, yes, you are so strong! Push!”

“I am!” Medic groaned out, pushing a second time. He panted, feeling that things were moving along quicker than he’d thought, and this sensation urged him to push harder.

“Yes!” Heavy praised, taking a moment to stroke Medic’s thigh. “Baby is almost here! You can do it!”

Medic nodded wearily, pushing again with all his might, gripping Heavy’s other hand with a loud groan. Right then, the baby slipped free, and Heavy caught it with a shout of surprise.

“Scheisse!“ Medic exclaimed, panting, his head falling back. His heart was pounding, and he took a moment to breathe. “H...how is everything?”

There wasn’t any sound for a long moment. Heavy laid the baby on it’s front, rubbing the tiny back, trying to get some kind of reaction from the newborn. He murmured to them in Russian, encouraging them to wake up and breathe.

Finally, the infant coughed, wriggling around and beginning to scrunch it’s face up. A loud cry erupted from the little mouth, and when Heavy heard it, he began to weep himself.

Medic chuckled breathily, a smile coming to his face, his chest still heaving. “There we are...oh, Misha,” he reached up, taking Heavy’s face into his hand ad pressing a kiss to his lips. “Liebling...I love you so much!”

Heavy kissed back, lips quivering with emotion, and he sniffled, “I love you too, Doktor...” he wiped his eyes with a free hand, turning the baby over to get a better look. “Is a boy!”

Medic leaned against Heavy’s chest, sighing contentedly as he carefully cleaned some fluid out of the baby’s nostrils. “I know...I know, I see him,” he swallowed, leaning in to gently kiss the baby’s forehead. “That’s it, go on and cry! You need to learn how to use those lungs, kleiner sohn,”

Both Heavy and Medic took turns tending to the baby in that cramped little bathroom stall, and Heavy ended up bundling the little one in his jacket. Once their son was settled in Medic’s arms, Heavy took a breath and stood up. “We should call someone -”

Before he could finish, someone suddenly knocked on the stall door. It was the waitress. “Hey! You guys have to buy something if you want to use the bathroom here! It’s company policy,”

Another glare formed in Medic’s eyes, but this time Heavy quickly diffused the situation. “We will buy breakfast, just give us one more moment, please,”

He smiled back at Medic, kissing his forehead before moving down to kiss the baby. “We will have family breakfast together,” he assured with a hum, and the baby just sneezed.

“Bless you!” Medic crooned, his anger vanishing as he bounced their little boy. “First, we need to clean up, I look unsightly...”

Heavy disagreed: Medic looked gorgeous to him, and he’d never been more in love with him until this moment. Still, he handed Medic his clothes, helping to redress him gently, and at one point he paused to kiss his shoulder.

Medic just stilled, smiling warmly at the tiny act of affection, and he turned to kiss Heavy back. “I don’t know how I’d get on without you...” the baby grunted in Medic’s arms, as if reminding him he was there, and Medic just assured him, “Be patient! We’re both hungry, I know...”

#writing #my writing #request #medic is feral lmao #but he's still valid #tf2 #tf2 medic #tf2 heavy #tf2 heavymedic #heavymedic #childbirth tw #mpreg #pregnancy #dysphoria tw #he has the babie

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