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[hiisheart]

OPEN STARTER !

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[chaotic-iguana]

hiiii!! i love your stories sm thank you for taking your time to write them<3 can you do one of a miguelxreader where he has been playing video games allllll dayy and the reader just wants a little attention so they "tempt him" if you know what i mean🤭 and he ends up getting just a littlee hissy about it. it can continue on however you like ;)

anywaysssss love you and i wish you all the best<3

-🪷

distracted. 

gamer! miguel x f! reader

a/n: anon. first of all, thank you and second of all im sending u a sloppy forehead kiss bc this is such a delicious fucking idea i was literally feral to write this. 

warnings: mdni. subspace, oral (m receiving), dacryphilia, cockwarming, degradation, (but they’re in love and it’s discussed, i promise), aftercare. 

“mig-gy,“ you whine tearfully, a culmination of the frustration you’ve been feeling all day. it started when you woke up with a warm, sticky feeling in between your legs; a dull ache settling in your gut and tugging at the edges of your thoughts ever since. miguel’d already been out of bed, and you’d found him in the living room in front of the tv, sitting in his pyjamas with a controller in his hand, barking orders into a headset. 

and while you didn’t want to disturb him on one of the very few days he had to himself, you couldn’t help but feel…antsy. you’d been trying (and failing) to get his attention all day, barely met with hms and grunts as it were. which was how you found yourself changing into a pink lace slip, unable to meet your own eye at the reflection before you. your poor, overworked brain made you think it would be a good idea to try and - ahem- tempt him, but when it came to actually doing it, the thought made your face warm. another slew of miguel’s curses at the game made you jolt, and before you knew it, you were walking outside to make sure he was okay. 

and he was, because of course. you, on the other hand, were standing half-naked in the living room at three pm while your boyfriend neglected to even look your way. you stood to the side, wringing your hands and waiting for him to look at you, but after a whole minute with you getting no attention whatsoever, you gave up and cleared your throat. miguel’s eyes flicked your way - victory! - for a bare second until he rolled them and turned back to the screen. which was also how you ended up here, whining from over his shoulder for him to acknowledge you. 

he doesn’t, of course, not until you’re stood next to him pouting while looking down at him with dazed doe eyes, giving you away. miguel knew exactly what you needed and within seconds a harsh order to pause was being whispered into his headset, fingers flying over the comedically-small-for-him controller as his chair finally turned your way. swallowing pitifully, you squirm under the weight of his gaze before risking a glance up at him to find his eyes twinkling with amusement, brow raised in question. 

“need you, migs.” your whispered confession only raises his brow impossibly higher, ghost of a smirk curving his lips before he’s turning away from you again. you’re frowning, half-stomping to stand between him and his screen before he wears his stupid headset again. desire winning against the shame brewing in you, you reach a hand out to his chest- 

and his wrist circles yours, stopping you in your tracks. you’re staring shamelessly at the slant of his jaw, the slope of his nose and the light caught in his hair, gauging his reaction until his voice rings out: 

“prove it.” 

and you’re confused, too lost in the reliving the feeling of the way his nose bumped against your swollen clit as he ate you out for hours last week, responding with a meek “hm?” that has him huffing. he doesn’t even clarify, just clamps a hand on your shoulder and pushes so you’re on your knees, settling you with your head at crotch-level. 

“prove that you need me.” 

and then he’s gone, eyes glued to the screen again. you blink up at him from the floor, content to watch the muscles of his forearms flex as his fingers move on the controller, the vein jumping in his neck as his jaw clenches, the tension in his wide shoulders. startling, you realise that his his eyes are back on yours and twinkling with a challenge. right. proving it. 

shuffling between his legs, you lay your head on his thigh and peer up at him. he’s looking away now, of course. you’d be happy to drool at the sight of him semi-hard through his fitted light gray sweatpants (am i projecting? i am projecting) for hours, especially when the fabric stretches just right to give you a barely-visible outline you can’t help but trace with your fingertips. which is exactly what you do without realising until his breath hitches ever so slightly, a muscle jumping in his thigh. fueled by the vindication, you start tracing patterns on him through his trousers, palming him ever so slightly until he’s bucking his hips into your hand oh-so-slightly. you’re too enchanted by the way he twitches against your fingers to realise how teasing your touch has been until you hear a half-whimper escape his lips, sending a jolt directly between your legs. pressing your thighs together in a futile effort to relieve yourself, you trail your fingers to his waistband and tug it down, reveling in the sharp intake of breath sounding from above you. 

the sight of his tip flushed red makes your mouth water and your tongue darts to catch the precum beading at his slit before you can stop yourself; the sudden warmth making him jump under you. rocking back on your heels, you fumble to pump him with both hands - he’s just so fucking big you can barely touch the tip of your thumb and forefinger with your palm around him - before ducking down to lap lightly at his balls, slick with sweat. kitten licking the underside of his cock while pumping him slowly, you hear him loose a breath slowly before you feel the weight of his hand on your head. faster than you can blink, his fingers curl into your scalp and tug your head back, gaze thunderous when his eyes find yours. his fingers tap your cheek in silent command and your lips part on instinct, and then he’s pushing your head down between your legs, jaw aching at the sudden intrusion. ignoring your choked garbling, miguel rocks his hips into your mouth until your nose is buried in his happy trail and holds you there, tears spilling over your cheeks while you struggle to adjust. the second you struggle against his grip instinctually, his tsk tsk fills the room, mic clicking off before he strokes your hair, so at odds with the fact that he was holding you down with his cock in your mouth. 

“thought you needed me, honey? where’d my good girl go?” and oh fuck, it’s the tone he’s using as if he’s amused by the sight of you all ruined for him that has something cramping between your legs, breath wet and clicking in your throat as you whine around him, your fists trembling where they rested on his thighs. ‘m right here, i’m your good girl and i need you so, so badly so please please please- 

but it’s like he heard your internal monologue, because his gaze softens in moments, thumb sweeping across your damp cheek. 

“lo sé, lo sé. mi buena niña. tómalo por mí, amor.” [i know, i know. my good girl. take it for me, my love.] and all your queasiness dissolves the second his fingers scrape over your jaw, your discomfort dissipating at the sound of his gentle murmur. 

then he’s going back to his game, leaving you kneeling at his feet and gagging around him. every choke, cough or splutter is met with a quick glance at you; at your fingers curled on either side of your head to make sure you’re okay, not tapping out. you know if your eyes had even a hint of hesitancy in them he’d stop; his supposed mean demeanor melting to give way to the cuddly teddy bear he really is. but you’ve reverted entirely to a floaty, dazed headspace, where your thoughts feel blissfully hazy and just out of reach, and you can’t comprehend the thought of not being here, keeping him warm. 

you don’t realise how much time has passed until miguel shifts forward, and the pins-and-needles in your legs make you whimper, gripping his thighs for support. miguel immediately cups your jaw, reaching his other hand to rip off his headphones and turn the game off entirely before pulling you off of him, wiping the drool off your lips and supporting your head as you splutter, his patience infinite when it came to taking care of you. 

“háblame, princesa. ¿cómo te sientes, hm?” [talk to me, princess. how are you feeling, hm?] 

still on your knees, you shift forward with tearful eyes; breath hitching at the bruises you can feel have formed already. you're barely stammering through "h-hurts, miggy" in a hoarse whisper before he's leaning down, wrapping an arm under your thigh and around your head, lifting you into his lap  instantly. you tuck your face into his neck, reveling in the safety of his embrace as you catch your breath. he presses his lips to your forehead, stroking your head over and over while cooing praises to you. it takes a while, but before long you're pulling back, kissing his chin with a soft grin. 

"there she is. there's my good girl. so perfect for me, aren’t you?" your shy nod makes him smile, fangs poking through in that endearing way that makes your heart hurt and the warmth blooming in your belly burn. 

“can i have u now, migs?” 

and oh, you sound so wrecked for him, how could he ever say no? 

and if his team lost the game, well. that’s on them, isn’t it? 

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"He Called me Pretty!" - CS 55

summary: in which Carlos and Y/N is baby sitting Penelope and Leo, suddenly Carlos calls his wife pretty which makes her all cute and giddy <3

pairings: Carlos Sainz x Pregnant Wife!Reader

warnings: none, pure fluff like fr

word count: 1,439

a/n: we r so close to 900 aaaa ily allllll u deserve to be fed with thisss also should i make a carlos sainz x pregnant wife reader series!?!!? also penelope's nickname as we all know is "p" <33

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Being pregnant was two things for you, awesome and horrific.

Cause who the fuck told you that it would be this horrendous? And a whole rollecoaster ride. First trimester was pure hell, that's what you would yap and yap all night and day long to your husband. What's great about him is he would always say "Ay mi amor you know if I could just take the pregnancy for you, I would." He'd chuckle, which made you a laughing mess.

Meanwhile, second trimester was a more chill, God how you thanked everyone who told you that. Now you were 6 months in, so close, so close Y/N. You'd repeat to yourself.

Boy were you thankful to have a husband like Carlos cause honestly your whole pregnancy consists of being mean to him, pouting like a kid, and being his big baby.

Like one night, the cold air brushed against your whole body making you shiver. A loud whine and groan escapes your mouth, eyebrows furrowing and mouth with a full on pout as you open your eyes seeing your husband take all of the duvet in. Not even leaving space for his beautiful pregnant wife!?!

You didn't say you anything, you just sat there pouting like a kid with your arms crossed while you stared at him. Carlos has a strong feeling and urge to suddenly wake up which he never really gets especially at 3am but boy did he had the feeling. He opens his eyes lazily, eyebrows furrowing like yours as he sees you pouting and glaring at him.

He groans. "mami?" he says in his groggy but still hot voice.

You didn't even answer him, you just pouted and gave him a playful but still slightly rough smack on his shoulder as you turn around to face the wall.

A chuckle comes out of Carlos's mouth, he loved his wife. He really did, even if it was one of these times. He smiles happily still sleepy as he wraps the duvet around your body while his hands gently pulled you in closer to him. He wraps his arms around your belly, gently rubbing it knowing that finally his beautiful wife is warm and happy as he mumbles words.

"You saying something?!" you snap, still with a pout on your face but that soon melted away feeling your husband's warm touch but most especially the duvet of course.

"That i love you." He utters, pressing kisses against your neck.

You smiles happily, putting your hands on top of your husband's which was still on your baby bump. "I love you too." you mumble as you drift off to sleep.

Few weeks later, you get a sudden text from Max and Charles asking if you could babysit P and Leo. You didn't hesitate to say yes, you loved the two of them, you and Carlos have been babysitting them for quite a while since Charles and Max always had these "best friend" times together. You beg to disagree, you were always team lestappen.

What you didn't expect is too see the two kids, yes Leo is considered a kid cause he is a freaking kid even if he's a dog and we love him. Anyways, you thought Max and Charles would be there to accompany them inside but instead when you opened the front door you saw P smiling happily like the little girl she is with her pink backpack and Leo wagging his tail and his tongue out.

"HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII" P exclaims happily with a bright smile as she opens her arms.

Your jaw dropped but you changed it to a smile, seeing the two of them. "Hiiii!" You match P's energy as you lean down to pick her up in your arms and Leo in the other.

P smiles happily seeing you as she wraps her arms around you and gives you kisses all over your cheek which she always does and so does Leo. You giggle, feeling the warmth of the kisses of the two kids, small licks of Leo on your left and P's kisses on your right.

"Maxie and Uncle Charlie went out again, maybe they're on a date." P giggles that was followed by a huff from Leo, the pup sure did agree to his older sister.

"I swear, your dads have more dates than me and your uncle Carlos." You mutter, making P laugh as you close the front door. Once you closed the door, Carlos came right downstairs with a smile on his face.

"If it isn't my two favorite kids." He chuckles, approaching you guys closer as he quickly gives P a peck on her cheek and eventually taking Leo from your arms.

You smile, watching Leo lick Carlos all over his face. Your head turns to P as you smile at her, gently putting her down to the couch while she lays down comfortably, inhaling the fresh air and the coldness of your house that she loved.

While P laid down comfortably on the couch and Leo and Carlos are having a sweet moment, you head over to the fridge to grab the puppuccino you saved just for Leo.

"Didn't Charles say no more puppuccinos for Leo mi amor?" Carlos chuckles, seeing you with the small cup on your hand.

"Yeah but this little cutie deserves to be spoiled." You giggle, kissing Leo on his head as you hand Carlos the puppuccino to give to Leo. "And you pretty girl." You smile, sitting next to P on the couch. "i made you cookies."

Those cookies lasted not even five minutes for P, she really loves your baking especially your cookies. As the hours passed, all four of you just stayed and chilled on the couch while watching tv. P was nestled in your lap, her head laying down against your baby bump that she loved caressing.

"You're big." She giggles, giving pecks on your baby bump as she eventually looks up at you with those cute little eyes of her.

"Yea, i sure am." You laugh, sighing softly. Lately, you've just felt so soft-hearted, you don't know why. You've been clingy to Carlos and he's absolutely into it. You really don't know but it's definitely a cute look on you.

You didn't even notice Carlos's soft gaze on you. He was staring at you like a teenager in love as he caresses Leo with his hands who was now asleep. Carlos was so happy to have you especially when you got pregnant. He loves and adores you so much that in most days you don't even notice his loving stares.

"You look pretty." He smiles softly, his hand reaching out to caress your cheek as he looks at you and that cute little sundress of yours.

It was like your world stopped and your heart melted so much. It's not that Carlos doesn't say you look pretty, in fact he does say it everyday but something was just different today. You felt the loving presence of your husband and his love for you.

You pout cutely, eyelashes fluttering as you smile at him. "What did you say?" You ask him softly, knowing damn you well you heard him but you wanted to hear that word again.

"I said you look pretty mi amor." He smiles, scooting closer next to you, his other arm wrapping around your shoulder as he places a soft kiss on your cheek.

You couldn't help but smile and giggle, you were like a little girl getting a doll. "He said i look pretty!" You say to P with pure happiness and joy.

"You are pretty!" She giggles, moving to your side to give you a kiss on your other cheek.

Carlos smiles at the beautiful sight but he wonders why that was your reaction even if he always said it everyday. "I always say that to you everyday mi amor." He says with a confused look but still with a smile on his mouth.

You smile, leaning your head on his shoulder. "I know you do, it's just it feels different now and i don't know i just love you so much that i feel so happy and giddy even if all you said was that i looked pretty."

He smiles, pressing a kiss on your forehead. "I love you more."

After being together for so long you still loved your husband and his cute but small actions that gave you butterflies even if it was just a simple "you look pretty." Still, you couldn't contain your excitement. "He said i look pretty!!" You squeal once again to P who was matching your energy.

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[mannequinreligi0n]

okay forgive me if this is too specific or something u wouldnt wanna write but perchance some smutty vergil x chubby reader would be rlly nice …. can literally be any type of smut you want idec i just crave more explicit love for the fat girls in x readers on here 😞

Vergil x Chubby/Fat!Reader HCS

Vergil is literally president of the big booty bitches club so naturally, I have to respond to this. NSFW warning.

**Notes are posted at the bottom.

- So in a prev post, I mentioned how Vergil would find full-figured women attractive and I’m RIGHT. Vergil would have a very traditional/instinctual attraction toward people since he’s very in tune with his demonic side. It’s allllll about who’s the best partner for sustainability and health and fertility. Think of the Venus of Willendorf! A beautiful carving of a rounder body, praised for her beauty and ability to provide life. It all ties back to our survival instincts and what we desire most in a mate.

- With that in mind, Vergil would absolutely go for someone thicker. Someone to come home to after a long day of fighting and just meld into.

- Not to indulge the ‘Vergil is possessive’ stereotype, but he IS. It’s definitely not something he’ll display around other people, but in the comfort of your own home, he is touchy and needy. It’s borderline annoying. Constantly laid on top of you, calloused fingers squeezing love-handles and plump flesh like a damn stress ball. ‘Mine, mine, mine’ is all that’s bouncing around his demon brain as he grasps and caresses the soft rolls and round curves.

- I’ve already established Vergil as an ass man, and it’ll only be worse if his partner is lugging around a dumptruck of an ass behind them. He’ll roll you over to your stomach to lay his head on your bottom, gripping and biting marks into the flesh until it hurts to sit. As soon as the hickeys start to fade, he’ll make sure to pin you back down and add fresh ones so there’s a permanent brand of who you belong to.

- Vergil has a certificate of excellence in eating pussy, with a medal in face-sitting. He doesn’t care how heavy you are, how much you protest - he’s holding you down above him by your hips and is smothering himself in your flesh. You think you’ll break his neck? You won’t - and even if you did, he’s a devil! It’ll heal, and he’ll pull you right back down to do it all over again, just so he can feel you ride his face. He’s not letting you off until you’re practically shoving him away, only to reveal that charming, shit-eating smile of his covered in the glisten of your release.

- Having a heavier partner would only mean free workout equipment for Vergil. He’d have you sit on his back while he does pushups, bench press you, carry you while he runs around. It’s a welcome challenge that translates to the bedroom. This man dropkicks demons that probably weigh as much as a car - you bet your ass he’s got you pretzels in his arms, supporting your full weight while he drives himself into you. Something about seeing the pillowy flesh recoil and bounce every time he thrusts back in makes his head feel like he just did whippets.

- Circling back, a lot of this ties into body worship. Vergil is an adoring, devoted man. A true poetic lover. If you don’t feel like an otherworldly goddess being worshipped by a lowly devotee, then something’s wrong. He will literally kiss the ground you walk on, cater to your every need, make sure you feel like the most treasured and beautiful person to ever grace his vision. If he had his way, he’d spend every second of the day kissing every inch of your body and murmuring prophetic proclamations of love and devotion.

**Notes: This would be dependent on the duration of the relationship. Vergil is not a trusting man, so to get him to this level would require the relationship to be long-term. I’ve never seen him as someone who has flings or one-night stands, so if he loves someone, he really loves them and wants to always be with them.

[ssparksflyy]

Hiii I hope you are having a great day!! I was wondering if you could make another percy jackson x daughter of Hecate reader? If you don’t/ can’t do it that’s fine I just though i would ask.

ask and thou shall receive ༉‧₊˚.

percy jackson dating hcs ! *ੈ✩‧₊˚

pairing: percy jackson x latina!daughter of hecate!reader warning(s): swearin an: dw i got ur 2nd request that u wanted reader to be latina :)) i just added in some little things that tie in ♡♡ srry if these are short btw </3

in the dead of night, your eyes so greennnnnnnn

you and percy tend to stay up later than most of camp

your always up and out after curfew

you js function better at night okay

me asf

the day is reserved for lake dates and the night is reserved for sky watching dates ♡♡

youre literally attached by the hip if you couldnt tell

as they say in waitress, i love you means your never ever getting rid of me ♡

you usually watch from the roof of cabin 3, just cuddled up and sharing a blanket

but once percy suggested you watch from the docks

and you were like oh!

not actually but you looked really hesitant

he was like whats wrong??

so you told him about la llorona !! #coquette

it was so preppy

but now youre both scared to go to the lake at night

even though yk shes not real

and youve literally been through tartarus

and back

and you face unimaginable horrors every day

and percy's literally the son of the sea god

mexican folklore is scary ok yall

idc if it didnt scare you as a kid / you like horror

I DONT

IM TRAUMATIZED

MY GRANDMA PUT ON LA LEYENDA DE LA LLORONA WHEN I WAS FIVE AND I HAVENT KNOWN A DAY OF PEACE SINCE

sorry for trauma dumping yall

kinda silly how some story about a lady who drowned her kids is enough to make 2 of camp half blood's strongest soldiers shake in their boots

so u stick to rooftops ♡

you and hazel are bestiessss

shes a honorary member of cabin 20 of course

you exchange tips and tricks, hazel telling you about the things she saw hecate do and the things she said to her

and you tell her about the things youve picked up over the years :))

percy cant help but smile whenever he sees you two together

he sees hazel as a sister

(yall remember in son when he was ready to fight somebody for her or something like that i dont remember exactly what he said but i do know he was ready to fight)

and ur his fav girl ever ♡

his heart just feels warmed

same way he feels when he sees you playing with estelle

you show her a bit of ur powers and she flips outtttt

she asks sally to be a witch for halloween because "i want to be just like (y/n)!!!"

dont know about yall but if i went home and my family found out i was involved with ~brujeria~ i would not be accepted at home (please read as if youre white and cant say shit in spanish)

thats just the mad religious side talking dont worry yall

but sally and paul would literally let you in with open arms

the jackson's apartment is your second home

percy has a drawer reserved for your clothes in his room ♡♡

he loves it when you sleepover, at home or at camp

he absolutely adores kissing your hands

he doesnt care about the dangers you can produce from them, he'll kiss em allllll he wants

you could be cuddled up together, ur reading to him and he just grabs one of your hands and begins to leave a trail of kisses up your arm, shoulder, neck, cheek, and eventually leaving one on your temple

it just gets you like 😵‍💫

he loves his badass girlfriend, okay?

literally your #1 fan

would beat up anybody who talks shit !!!

tea is your holy ground ♡

because you cant drink coffee

cause ya know, adhd, youll just end up knocking out

though you do drink it when you cant fall asleep at night

its me, hi

and hot chocolate is strickly an only-in-december drink, because then it wont hit in december, since you had it earlier in the year

(my mom does that with gorditas and tamales broooo its painful)

so ya drink tea!

i dont drink tea, so im not even gonna try to tell you what his favorite is

he likes whatever you like

but you try a bunch of different teas and stuff together :)

youd probably adopt a black cat together when youre older

youre never gonna beat your neighbor's witch allegations

(probably because theyre true but youll obviously never say that)

i feel like percy would be more of a dog person but lets be real, he likes horses.

fuckin horse girl smh

but that does not mean he wouldnt love and care for the cat

he'd so let you stop to pet any stray cat you see on the street

takes pictures of the cat anytime you do ♡

you cook together !!

you teach percy a bunch of different recipes and stuff :)

has a 'kiss the cook' apron 100%

and what can ya say, you gotta kiss the cook

man you guys manage to stay silly throughout the horrors, we love

[eepwriting]

IV NSFW Alphabet

Warnings: allllll of it

Note - Sorry this took so long to get out. Tried to get through requests and got a little distracted lol. Anyway, here’s the final alphabet for my beloved ivy. 🤍

!! mdni !!

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✶ A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

➮ He’s very attentive. Throughly (but gently) cleans you up, will help you redress if you want/need to. Always gets you water and will watch you drink the whole glass.

✶ B = Body Part (Favorite on themselves, favorite on you.)

➮ He likes his chest and back. Strong, sturdy.

➮ He loves your legs. Enjoys having them thrown over his lap (or shoulders). Runs his hands from your ankles up to your hips and down again.

✶ C = Cum (Anything to do with cum.)

➮ Loves to see himself painted on your face and neck.

✶ D = Dirty Secret (Self Explanatory?)

➮ He listens to audios you send him when he’s around other people. An earbud in, just softly playing as he chats with friends. It’s not loud enough to really affect him but he definitely has a half chub.

✶ E = Experience (How experienced are they?)

➮ He gives off the impression that he’s beeeen fuckin but no. He doesn’t have much.

➮ Is very eager to try things with you.

➮ He’s able to switch into many different moods, despite not having a ton of experience.

✶ F = Favorite Position

➮ Spooning or standing behind you. Likes to be as close and all over you as possible.

✶ G = Goofy (Are they serious or playful and goofy?)

➮ Half and half. Most of the time he’s too lost in his own pleasure to play around but he’ll sometimes tickle you and crack jokes.

✶ H = Hair (How well groomed are they?)

➮ He keeps it short and tidy.

✶ I = Intimacy (How intimate are they in the moment?)

➮ Most of the time he’s very focused on you, making sure he hits all the right spots. Hands softly running all over you, whispering how much he appreciates you.

✶ J = Jerking Off

➮ Those audios we talked about before…he’s definitely locking himself in a room later and goin to town.

➮ Will always send you pics/vids/audios of his own.

✶ K = Kinks

➮ He likes to be praised.

✶ L = Location (Their favorite place to do the do.)

➮ Since he likes to stand behind you, he loooves to fuck you in front of mirrors. Doesn’t matter if it’s in the bathroom, bedroom, kitchen, hallway, anywhere.

➮ Gets to watch himself slip into you from behind while also watching your face.

✶ M = Motivation (What turns them on?)

➮ If you kiss on his neck or even just lightly run your fingers over it he’s grunting and breathing heavy.

✶ N = No (Something they would never do.)

➮ No what?? No scat, no piss.

✶ O = Oral (Preference on giving and receiving.)

➮ He loves blowjobs and will often (politely) demand them.

➮ But boy is also a certified munch/certified sucker. Bonus points if your thighs keep him trapped in between your legs.

✶ P = Pace (Are they rough and fast or careful and gentle?)

➮ Depends on his mood. He likes to take it slow if either or you are tired or you’re seeing each other again after being away.

➮ He also enjoys getting a little rough with you and picking up the pace.

✶ Q = Quickie

➮ He’s not a fan or hater. If you want to sneak away he’s more than happy to participate.

✶ R = Risk (Do they experiment?)

➮ YES

➮ He’s a big fan of trying new things. Sends you lists of things he finds interesting and wants to try.

✶ S = Stamina (How long do they last?)

➮ A very average amount of time but will make you cum before and after he finishes.

✶ T = Toys (Do they use them? On you or themselves?)

➮ As stated before, he loves to experiment so he’ll surprise you with new toys he thinks you might like.

➮ Not a super big fan of using toys on himself but will try if you ask nice enough.

✶ U = Unfair (How much do they tease you?)

➮ He’s a big tease. At the top of his ‘want to try’ list was edging and he couldn’t get enough of it when the two of you tried it the first time.

✶ V = Volume (How loud are they?)

➮ His noises are for the most part pretty quiet but he’s a big talker. Whether he’s complimenting, praising, degrading, generally conversing with you, he loves to talk.

✶ W = Wild Card (Random head cannon.)

➮ He definitely keeps a nude of you in his wallet.

✶ X = X-Ray (What will we find under their clothes?)

➮ His legs are covered in tattoos I just know it.

✶ Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

➮ It’s high and he makes sure you know it.

✶ Z = Zzz (How quickly do they fall asleep after?)

➮ He’ll only fall asleep when you do, and if you want to stay up, he’ll stay up with you.

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This man y’all 😮‍💨

If y’all want to see anymore ‘series’ like this let me know cause all of them were so fun to write!

K. Bye bye.

[globaloppaaa]

PLEASE WEITE ABOUT THE MATTCHU MY GIRL THING IM IN LOVE WIYH YHAT IDEA 😭😭😭

GIRL U KNOW I WILL 😈✍️ matthews my newest ult and i’m actually baffled by how versatile his personality can be, so let’s explore that topic a little more yeah?

warnings → female identifying pronouns are used, some swearing, a bit suggestive bc matthews the cutest piece of shit, matthew making that canadian question sound that he always does (ehnggg?)

maybe this is self-indulgent? my form of affection is bullying y’all i’m sorry i can’t control myself 😔🤘🏼

my girl. smt

There’s no one who loves the idea of flustered overloads more thank mr. seok matthew, who goes the farthest lengths just to make you vulnerable for him, a side of you only he gets to see.

he notices how a pet name in particular hits your heart differently when u came home one day, absolutely stunned by your achievements of receiving a high mark on an exam. Beyond proud of you, he gently tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear, followed by a soft spoken “that’s my girl.”

and you’re left standing there, face contouring like 🤨😦😳

his brow raises, a slight smirk appears on his lips. suddenly he’s finding allllll the confidence in the world as he messes with you, because he’s found something that makes your crumble.

“you like that huh?”

“shut up.”

“ehnngg? just wanna know if my girl likes when i call her that.”

he’s stroking your cheek with his knuckle, and it takes half of you to refrain from melting into his touch, and the other half to resist uppercutting him in the face.

you scoff with a nervousness that’s doing a poor job at keeping itself hidden, and he takes the initiative of going one step further. Matthews’ arms find your waist, as his forehead gently touches yours. His’ voice softens, forbidding the walls of his apartment from hearing his sweet words to you.

“don’t forget you’ll always be my pretty girl, okay?”

and he’s overwhelming you with his love, so much that you physically have to hide your face in the crook of his neck, in a desperate attempt to avoid him from seeing your heated complexion. Matthew wants to acknowledge how flustered he can feel you are, the side of his neck burning from your crumbled state, but he holds onto the thought, not wanting to let go of you just yet.

he doesn’t want to let go of you ever.

[peachanonie]

nsfw links i associate with dom!txt :3

already did this with sub!txt and txt in general but i wanted to do a dom ver. cus they’ve been so 😵‍💫 recently

warning: nsfw links ahead!! MINORS DNI

dom!soob - i feel like soob prefers giving more than receiving when he’s domming- just wants to taste you and feel you crumble on top of him. def the type to grab your thighs to pull you back down when you try to get off of him after ur first orgasm. he’s keeping you on his face til you’ve cum at least 3 times. loves feeling you twitch around his tongue <3 would absolutely lose his fucking mind if you squirt on his face lol

dom!yeonjun - it’s kinda rare that i’ll see ppl talking abt yeonjun using many toys- but i’m a FIRM believer that he’s one of the freakiest in txt and looooveeees to experiment with lots of different toys. so in my mind, when jjunie is domming, he’s gonna wanna use allllll the toys he can on u <3 tie u up and make u feel so so good til all you can remember is his name

dom!gyu - DID SOMEONE SAY BRAT TAMING????? god gyu is such a nasty mean dom- always degrading you and slapping you around, always so so mean. and he’s always saying how you’re bad for not listening to him but he secretly loves when you give him an excuse to punish you <3 loves loves loves his little brat

dom!tyun - absolute LOVES dollification <3 loses his mind whenever u get all pretty for him- loves the view of you face down, ass up in ur pretty little lingerie, ur gorgeous hair splayed out beneath him, freshly manicured nails gripping ur cutesy-looking sheets god he’s in love

dom!hyuka - kai is soooo greedy when he’s domming- can’t help but need to feel your throat around his cock at the most random times- and ofc ur gonna help him cus ur his good girl <3

[vampyr-dog]

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hi there, I'm hollow !!! :0

17 yr old emo tranny dogfag ^_^ this is my blog for whatevr includin outfit checks, music, yappin, pics of me, n talkin to mooties...n more ! I use he/it, vamp/vamps r only for mootie patooties :3 I have a vent that I try to centralize my bigger issues on but that probably won't always happen?

fav things/ask me abt freely ! ->

my mooties, lil tumblr bro, fnaf, b99, kandi makin, boze vs. the world, my art, bein a kemonomimi [husky/wolfdog type !], my dolls/stuffies/LPS, pierce the veil, brokencyde + probs more

my asks r super open !!!!! I luv talkin to ppl TUMBLR PPL ARE COOL !!!!!!

also note I am a boy !!! boy boy boy n only boy !!! call me a girl in any way, shape or form and I am blocking u immediately if we don't int a lot. if we do, u get one or two warnings [case by case basis] and then blocked.

I block freely ofc, it's not like I can force anyone to follow a dni :P

also I have some suspected[? <- next to condition means suspected, probs by a professional] n diagnosed stuff so like...I'll put that here ->

ptsd [?], major depressive disorder, autism

also physically disabled [severely deaf, only a tiny bit of hearing in my right], n also I'm black/white [<- this is my race my apologies chat !], I feel like I should disclose that b4 I say anything ppl think I can't say-

WHAT I LISTEN TO ->

dot dot curve, ghost town, escape the fate, my chemical romance, pierce the veil, millionaire$, brokencyde, falling in reverse, S3RL, disko warp, get scared

TAG SYS ->

° hollow barkz 🐾 - talkin/ramblin

° kibbles 𖦹 - wieiad ! [Note* I am not recovered from some issues and it is possible that these will reflect that, block the tag if necessary]

° rbs 🐾 - self explanatory

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° hollow does art :0 - art posts

° sad dog :( - misc sad posts, necessary tws will always b tagged

THATS ALLLLLL SEE YA LATR :3 !!

[iminlovewithwomen]

could you do dating henry and being rays daughter plus danger girl headcanons

of course my babies mwah 😝😝💞💞😘😘

Headcanons as Ray Manchester's Daughter/Henry Hart's Girlfriend

Warnings: Mentions of making out, sleeping together(not sexually u rabid animals), fighting, getting hurt, mostly fluff tho

ok so

going on missions together allllll the time (since ur danger girl)

henry gets scared for you though, you can barely do anything without henry trying to protect you

one time you actually did get hurt and henry was babying you the entire week, even though you were fine after a day

you hangout at henry's house basically all of the time

it gets so consistent ray has to be like "where have u been"

sometimes u sneak out of the man cave at night and go to henrys house js bc you miss him

he's mostly awake too

being kid danger has gave him the weirdest schedule EVER

sometimes he's up at 3am, sometimes he falls asleep at 8:30

honestly js depends on how his day went

when ur both in ur room in the man cave you lock the door and make out for like 20 minutes straight

best part of the day

and u come out after being like "hey guys..." with a smile on ur faces

charlotte and jasper always know

ray and schwoz are so clueless its insane

when ur hanging out with the gang sometimes you kiss henry on the lips just to fet him flustered

ITS SO FUNNY AND CUTE AT THE SAME TIMEE

[josephtrohman]

sorry if you’ve been asked this before, would you be willing to spare some joetrick fic recs? i’m getting super back into them and the bandom so wanted to jump back in with some recs maybe!! (do you still prefer top joe? do you have any toppy patrick? if thats not your bag i don’t mind i’ll honesty take anything you think is well written atp 😁 ty!!!)

i’m sorry it’s taken me a couple days to answer this anon!!! finals got me both tweaking and sleep deprived at the same time somehow. also tho let it be known there is nothing to be sorry for at allllll omg, and there Never is, imagine my inbox as a safe warm place where i’m always here for ANYTHING. anyways, i have answered some joetrick fic recs earlier, here is the link to that post which has my crème de la crème joetrick fics, but i always have more in my back pocket!!! start with that other post’s list tho first for sure!!!! just bc they are THEE BEST. ok gonna put the rest under a break here (including my answers to ur question LOLL) :3

i truthfully have mellowed out when it comes to top/bottom preferences lol (i wonder if ur an og follower and saw my ask from like 2016 that i may have answered more intensely about preferring top joe and oh god the 'bottom patrick network' i was in way back when networks were a thing HDKDJDKDJSJ). i actually really enjoy top patrick/bottom joe in this day and age but there is like. none still. so i dont have much to offer u 💔 but im working on something and so is a fobtwt friend of mine so keep ur eyes peeled!!!

i combed my archive and found u my (very) slim pickings for toppy patrick. which imo is a disgrace and i Have contributed to this pattern of mostly bottom patrick w my fics BUT i hope to change this fact as i have a wip that’s just pwp top patrick/bottom joe maybe coming in the next several months LOLLLL (also my fobtwt friend as i mentioned). but i’ll start with the closest things i can find. i’m gonna break it down with the kind of adjacent to ur request fics First and then give a few more recs after :)

an exploration of the bounds of venus by disloyalorder. this might be the only top patrick pure joetrick smut on ao3 (that i found well-written enough to save at least <3). it’s got a heavy dose of mommy kink/mommy dom stuff so i guess if that’s not ur thing then u really will have to stay tuned for my fic ;) haha

wasted summer by terriblewritings. shoutout to the author for dropping it in my inbox!!! it has the mommy kink too and a liiiiiiittle talk of weight just in an appreciative way idk but a warning; it’s toppy patrick in the sense of dom patrick bc there’s no penetration, but it’s rly good!!! author says there might be more coming too ;3

token by gigantic. this one i found on total accident, i had been digging around on this user’s livejournal because they have two PHENOMENAL wentzman fics up (if u want those recs too lmk) but basically this one is joe on a gay sex mission lol, it is explicit but ofc when u get to the goods (aka the JOETRICK SCENE) it's all fade-to-black instead 💔 but still SOOOOO good so unbelievably well written!!!

i had it listed it in the other rec ask, but bdsm by heyginger has a brief mention of joe riding patrick (not explicit smut tho lol) AND of patrick tying joe up so it feels on the toppy patrick side for sure :)

also for good measure, though patrick is not toppy to JOE in these ones, there are two jeterick fics that feature patrick topping pete while joe does stuff to them etc just maybe to scratch a similar itch? lay your head down -- and feel the beat and two's company, three's just right both by likeasugarcube.

begging all ao3 writers to PLEASEEE write more top patrick/bottom joe joetrick fics i want to read joe get fucked like he deserves <3 ok anyways

EDITING THIS ASK FROM THREE MONTHS IN THE FUTURE TO SAY i have a top patrick joetrick fic up NAOW anon if you happen to return to this ask again anon. addicted to the way i feel when i think of you by josephtrohman aka yours truly ;3 (AND EDITING AGAIN TO SAY I HAVE A TOP PATRICK PUPPY PLAY JOETRICK FIC)

and now here r some general recs that aren’t toppy patrick related :)

my tongue is my choir by coricomille. patrick is mute (mixon is their vocalist) and it’s a wonderfully written, very sweet fic!!!

capture the phrases by rosiedoesfic. patrick has a secret admirer in the form of anonymous post it notes. so good<3

expensive mistakes by rosiedoesfic. cute little fic about the insta posts in mania era that had very joetricky captions :')

the cure to growing older by rosiedoesfic. a au fic where joe and patrick have been friends since they were little kids, a very cute growing up together type story :)

message in a bottle by bunnytrohman. a sweet lil getting together fic sent during 2ourdust. saur beautiful and the world needs more fics set in the stardust era imo!!!

take a breath (i know what's behind that door) by thesecondshow. joe checks in on/takes care of patrick right after the we liked you better fat post. really really beautifully written <3 (hai mitch if u see this)

your secret's out by the_seventh_avenger. cute lil fic, honestly hard to summarize with a lil blurb without giving everything away but love it so much!!

alpha dog by bunnytrohman. puppy play joetrick. i needn’t say more READ THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

leaving it there bc looking at my bookmark list there aren't like a TON more that i even really could rec so i'll save those for if someone else asks in another 10 months <3 lol love u anon my inbox (and dms!!! if u wanna reveal urself but no pressure) is always open to discuss these fics or ANYTHING too 💖

[shigarakisbabyy]

The MHA Boys x A Constantly Cold Reader

I’m always cold, so this is a bit self indulgent lol. Gender neutral reader!!

Warnings:

Izuku Midoriya

If his hand ever brushes up against yours and it’s freezing, he’ll grab your hands to heat them up and will hold you close

Does a bunch of research on why you might always be cold and ways to help keep you warm

Loves to walk into your room and see you laying under 15 blankets, he thinks it’s so cute and you look so cuddly

Will gladly hug you or cuddle you to help warm you up

Always remembers to make sure you take a jacket whenever you guys go anywhere, even if it is the middle of summer. He’s always prepared

If you’re also in the hero course, he’ll come up with ways to incorporate a heating device into your hero costume so you don’t freeze while on the job

Eijiro Kirishima

Bear hugs ALL THE TIME

You cannot get this man off of you

“It wouldn’t be manly for me to leave you to suffer and be cold!! Baby lemme warm you up!!”

You’ll cuddle him by shoving yourself inside his hoodie and laying on top of him

Always has an arm around you in public 

Buys you a bunch of hoodies that are oversized and super cuddly to help keep you warm (and he thinks that it’s adorable)

Katsuki Bakugo

Acts like you being cold is an inconvenience but really it gives him an excuse to cuddle you and hold you without admitting he actually wants to hold you

Always keeps a jacket for you on him at all times

Whenever you shiver he’ll set little explosions off on you to help warm you up

Whenever your hands are cold he’ll grab em and warm em up for you

He’s probably always very hot, so you both even each other out to create a nice neutral temp when you cuddle

Shoto Todoroki

Always keeps you on his left side. If you try and move over to his right he will simply not let you

You’ll cuddle up to his left side and feel so toasty and warm, it helps him start to appreciate his fire quirk too :)

Will gladly give you his jacket if it means you won’t be cold

Offers to buy you the best insulated jackets and heaters and anything to help keep you warm

He sometimes uses you to cool off

Denki Kaminari

He buys you an electric blanket that generates heat and powers it up himself

He’s already a pretty touchy guy, but whenever he finds out how could you always are he has an excuse to be hanging off you way more often.

Likes to hold ur cold hands when his brain is fried cause it helps him ground himself

he calls u his il’ icebox

Hanta Sero

This man loves it so much cause it gives him an excuse to constantly be cuddling you

“My love…. Ur so cold… let me warm you up please?”

Only lightly teases you

He will scream if you touch him with ur cold feet in bed

He loves cuddle dates with you <3

Fumikage Tokoyami

Dark shadow always cuddles up to you to try and keep you warm, even when Tokoyami tells them otherwise

He will give you his hoodies allllll the time

Writes poetry abt it probably

Hitoshi Shinso

“Dang, you’re so cold. Mind if I warm you up?”

Always holding your hand

He hates when you touch him with cold feet or hands but he never tells you to stop cause you think it’s hilarious

blanket fort for sleeping. He will cuddle you and not let you go even when ur not tired.

Tenya Iida

Tries to lecture you on ways to stay warm

Probably tries to get you tested for anemia or take iron supplements

He never lets you leave the house without a jacket, even in the summer time

Just in case

He has space heaters all over the house or dorm in case you need them

[jungwnies]

BOYFRIEND with CHANGBIN

syn ' changbin as ur boyfriend (a-z) genre ' romance, fluff, a-z headcanon req ' yes

word count ' ~0.7k warning ' none, maybe a little suggestive?

A » Affection - How affectionate are they?

he's so sweet

literally theee sweetest

he remembers every little thing about you

he reminds you to eat and take care of yourself

he's literally the biggest sleep

he's so affectionate ugh

definitely the most boyfriend material of boyfriend materials

B » Bonding - How often do they bond with you?

very often

he's always cuddling

and always talking

he just loves hearing about you

and he loves getting closer to you

closer than he already is

C » Communication - Do they keep in touch with you when they're away?

he doesn't leave you alone

not that you would want to be left alone

so yes,

he does

D » Date - How often do they set up a dates for you two?

often butttt

they are at home dates

he's the biggest homebody

E » Essential - What is the thing that is important to them?

loyalty and honesty

that's essential for him

G » Gross - What is the thing he hates in your relationship?

he hates that sometimes you reject his advances when it comes to dates that require the house

I » Intercourse - How are they in 6? (yk what I mean by 6)

his dick game goes crazy

that's all i will say

J » Jealousy - How jealous do they get?

very

but he's not toxic

K » Kiss - How good are they at kissing?

okay don't hate me

but he's not that good at kissing

at least in the beginning it was kinda like uhhh

but now it's like ooo

L » Love - How do they show their love to you?

through how he remembers everything about you

and how he takes care of you

he also just says

he loves you

allllll the time

M » Mad - How often do you argue?

not often

he's like... against arguments

yk,,, yellow card... 😭

N » Naughty - How do they deal with you annoying them?

he just sits there and takes it

HE RUNS WITH IT

PROBABLLYYYY ANNOYED U BACK LMFAO

O » Open - How often do they open up to you?

he takes to you about everything all the time

P » Pet names - How are they with pet names?

he just says babe and baby

nothing out of the ordinary

Q » Quiet - does he give you the silent treatment?

no

he refuses

he will try for like 5 minutes

then ultimately fails

R » Ramble - How often do they talk about you to others?

he doesn't stop...

S » Soft - How soft are they to you?

he treats you like the most soft

and most delicate person

to ever

fucking

exist

T » Think - What reminds them of you?

everything

every little fucking thing

U » Unhappy - What makes them break if you break up with them?

the memories

he doesn't forget them

keeps them deeply locked within his heart

literally his only love

he's so broken 😞

V » Vacation - How are they with long distance relationship? (That had nothing to do with the word but I am running out of ideas)

he can't

he can't do it

he needs you

he wants you

HE NEEEDS TO BE WITH U

W » Wholesome - The most sweetest thing they ever did to you?

when ur were sick

and he immediately started taking care of u ???

husband material ong

X » Extra Headcanon

when he took you to his studio because he wanted you on a track

it's giving soundcloud rapper but its okay because we all know he's more talented than that

he just wanted you to open one of his raps LOL

Y » Young and beautiful (how long does it last?)

i want to say forever but

i think it'll last longer than forever

Z » Zzz - How do they sleep with you?

he doesn't let go of you

literally is like.. on top of you

LOL

2022 © jungwnies

[ssparksflyy]

my percy jackson dating hcs !

pairing : percy jackson x gn! reader warnings : small cursing a/n : this is my first fic (kind of) , so lmk what u think! also OMG the images are such bad quality im so sorry

percy jackson? you mean the total pinterest bf?

whenever he can, you best believe this boy is either holding your hand or giving you hugs hugs hugs

whenever he holds your hand, it's usually with your fingers interlocked and with a small grip

im talkin like a tiny squeeze but just- all the time

cause, lets be honest, the whole getting-kidnapped-by-the-goddess-of-the-heavens-and-going-missing-for-months thing has left the both of you scarred, so he likes to have a small grip on your hand so you know that he's not going aaannnyyyyywhere

but if you dont like that, then ofc he won't do it. percy would never do anything to you that you don't like / makes you uncomfortable, sally taught him better than that !

SPEAKING OF THE QUEEN

percy 100% tells his mom everything about you

so naturally, shes ecstatic to meet you !

( i mean who wouldn't be, look at yourself, muah )

when you do meet her, it doesn't take long for you to realize you love this woman almost as much as you love her son

sally jackson is the sweetest human being you've ever met, she cooks for you, tells you stories about baby percy ( best believe that scrapbook is coming out ! ) laughs at all your jokes, and listens to your stories as if she's watching a telenovela

im not surprised if you guys just become total besties while percy and paul just kinda sit there like 🙂

if he meets your parent(s), this boy is the most respectful mf you've ever seen

not that he goes all "i'm sorry, the old percy can't come to the phone right now, why? oh! cause he's meeting y/n's parents and turned into a new person!"

he just wants to make sure that he has a good impression with them

omg and if u have little siblings?? gods, he'll play with them allllll day and they'll have sm fun together

anyways back to the couple of the hour

hugs from percy are literally the best hugs you'll ever receive

they're so warm omg

and he will never ever pull away from a hug first

somebody's calling him? they gotta wait cause he's hugging his #1 over here !!

i feel like he'd give just really gentle hugs like, he'll just put his arms on your waist and place his chin on your head and bam

ya'll could just stand there hugging for hours

ofc, dates are limited at chb, but you guys make it work <3

obviously, he lovesss planning dates nearby the lake

and no matter how many times you do go to the lake, he always finds ways to make each date different than the last

im talkin a picnic, making matching necklaces out of shells, building sandcastles, beach volleyball ( hes very pro, he'll teach you if you don't know how to play ofc ), swimming ( again, if you don't know how to swim it'll be his #1 priority to teach you how to ), and little trips around the lake in a canoe <3

and this man, LOVES his underwater kisses

he could literally push you into the water then be like ' oh no y/n fell into the lake, gotta go save them! ' then come back like 5 mins later all grinning cause all you did was KISS ya weirdos

i also feel like percy is on it with his skincare routine

and it's so basic too?? like all he does is cleanse and bam perfect skin

its not fair

but he'd also really care and make sure that his lips are always soft and never ever chapped or dry

not only because he wants to make sure you enjoy every kiss you two share <3 but also because he hates the way it feels when his lips are the slightest bit dry

sensory issues are something that people with adhd face ( its me, hi! ) and some people dont know that !

so best believe he always carries chapstick in his pocket <33

a/n pt.2 : hii! hope you enjoyed my hcs <333 did ya catch all my taylor swift references? also im sorry for any spelling and all the grammar mistakes, sometimes i'll add the apostrophe and sometimes, well, i dont

lmk if you want a pt 2! or leave any requests! i'll write for anyone, romantic or platonic, but no smut, whatsoever aaand yea! thats all<3

peace from manhattan,

percy jackson

[midnightsxxvi]

For You, From Westview (Chapter 4)

Series Masterlist | Previous Chapter

Summary - Bucky writes you a letter

Pairing - Bucky x fem!reader / avenger!reader

Warnings - ANGST also some cursing. the usual but pls let me know if I missed anything

Wordcount - 4.2k

A/N - I love longing. Also here are the sources for the header image: 1. 2. 3. I love u allllll xx

───※ ·❆· ※───

2023

“UH…” Sam had his arms crossed over his chest, “Does she think Bucky is her husband?”

Darcy avoided looking at Bucky at all costs as she said, “Seems that way!”

Jimmy cleared his throat, “I don’t want to pry. But a lot of Avenger business is private. So… just to clarify…”

“We are not married,” Bucky huffed, the first thing he’s said since they started watching the dinner between you and Wanda.

Jimmy did not stop there. “Were you ever… an item?”

Bucky turned, shooting Jimmy with a deadly glare. In response, he winced.

“I mean,” Sam interrupted, not caring if Bucky glared at him, “You might as well have been. You have a history.”

“Steve and I had a history too,” Bucky’s voice was harsh and low, “That doesn’t mean we were married, Sam.”

Darcy hummed, tilting her head to the side as she rewound the scene, trying to take notes. “It’s sweet, I think. Did you guys actually go dancing with each other?”

Instead of giving a normal answer, Bucky scratched at his stubble, and stood up in a huff. “I need some air.”

“It’s raining,” Jimmy protested. Still, Bucky ignored him and stormed out of the place.

Jimmy and Darcy looked at Sam as though he should do something. The guy just shrugged. “The guy needs a moment. What can I do?”

Darcy briefly looked behind her to make sure Bucky was actually gone before she pulled out a new folder, “We should gain some info on the two of them. Maybe try to unpack which memories are real or not? If it’s Wanda really controlling the town, maybe she's just putting these ideas into y/n’s mind.”

Jimmy then asked a question that caused both Darcy and Sam to pause. “Did she actually write Bucky a letter?”

“I… don’t think so?” Sam frowned.

Woo mirrored the frown. “It’s just, she is recalling specific details. Either Wanda crafted this, or maybe a letter actually exists.”

Darcy’s brows furrowed, deep in thought. “You said they haven’t talked since he came back from the Blip?”

“Yeah. They reunited but then at Stark’s funeral, they barely spoke a word to each other.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know? They’re weird. You’ve met Bucky. Y/n can be just as stubborn.”

“She brought up Stark to Wanda,” Jimmy pointed out. “There has to be some connection then, right? She’s associating this letter with their last interaction?”

Now, the fact that the winter soldier killed Howard and Maria Stark was not public knowledge. Only Sam truly knew what happened years ago, you know, with Tony trying to kill Bucky and all of that? He couldn’t just spill all that info, but he did share: “Bucky had a hard time at the funeral. He and Tony were not on great terms, and he never really got to fix it.”

Sam wished Bucky was around to see the sympathy in Darcy’s eyes. She rewound the scene, cutting to when you brought up Stark to Wanda. “There’s more truth to this then. She remembers Bucky being upset.”

The three of them stared and pondered all of this. It wasn’t much, but it was something. You seemed to have more connection to the world outside the hex than Rambeau did, which was proved by your small tidbits of memory of the real world.

‘You really think he’s just out there trying to find a way to get back to me?’ You had asked, your voice sounding small.

Suddenly, Jimmy sat up straight. “We are thinking of this too literally. Who the hell sends letters in the modern day? She probably sent a text?”

Sam placed his face in his hands, realizing how that should’ve been obvious.

Darcy’s brows shot up. “Yes! Do you think Bucky would share?”

“Can’t hurt to ask. I know he’s frustrated, but he really does want to help,” Sam told them, the sincerity in his voice making their hearts ache.

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Bucky sat on the damp ground alongside one of the makeshift labs, slightly under an awning to avoid a complete downfall of rain atop his head.

One of his favorite memories with you was back in 1945 at the Whip & Fiddle, alongside Steve and the other Howling Commandos. He hadn’t even been near London since then, not sure how he’d handle those memories. Perhaps he was there as the Winter Soldier, but nothing quite stood out.

Neither of you had any idea what was to come. You had no inkling to how life could get harder than it was. It was already war, and he had already been held hostage by Hydra and was safe, and everyone let themselves believe, even just for a single night in the pub, that everything was okay.

Bucky had Steve back, and he had you back. For one night, all was well.

Dancing with you that night was not a new thing for the two of you; even platonically, you’d gone dancing together, or on double dates and shared a moment as dances alternated. There was a joy to it back then which was different than it was in the present, and you both loved every part of it.

However, that night in London in the midst of the war, hidden in the golden lit pub, a beautiful girl in his arms, Bucky felt different.

He could remember who your hands draped around his shoulders, your fingers finding strands of his hair that were a little curled at the edges after a long day. He held your waist as a jazzy song changed to a softer one, and he thought to himself I can’t lose her, and more importantly, I can’t leave her.

‘What’s wrong?’ you had asked, a crease between your brows as you recognized his sad eyes.

‘Can I tell you a secret?’ it was almost a whisper.

‘Always.’

‘Even though I’m proud of all we’re doing here, I still sometimes wish I had never been drafted.’

You made no inclination that you pitied him in any way. ‘That's a fair thing to say, Sergeant.’

‘Things just– this all should’ve been so different.’

He felt your thumb rub gently at the side of his neck, only briefly, but you kept quiet, gazing up at him. There was a new sparkle in your eye hidden under all the sadness. He wished there was a world he could ease you; he longed for his own home back in Brooklyn, an image of you spinning in the parlor, away from your life as a field-nurse, away from all the terror. Perhaps it would have just been the two of you, in a world far away.

All those years later, the night you found him in Bucharest, the feeling lingered. He hadn’t thought about it since 1945. But you were standing in his tiny, dusty apartment, in your tactical gear with a wound that definitely needed more tending. He stood alone with you for the first time in this new life, and his heart lurched, remembering, I can’t lose her. Against all odds, somehow the two of you found each other again, nearly 70 years later, which had to mean something.

Yet, differently this time, he knew, I have to leave her.

Bucky turned his head to the side, viewing the glowing forcefield of the hex in the distance. There was a whole world inside of that very hex, which was just like one he had once longed for, once upon a time. It only stood a short distance away. Inside, you were in a world safe from the messiness of the life and trauma you’d experienced.

But it was a hex, that’s all it was. Despite his longing to believe he could walk in there and be part of the life he wished he once had, it wasn’t real. In reality, he wasn’t even sure if it was safe – if you were safe.

In his pocket, he felt his phone vibrate. He wanted to ignore it, but usually people only texted him if it was something important.

From Sam:

Did she text you?

Bucky felt dumbfounded:

When? Now?

Sam:

No stupid. Before all this. Instead of a literal letter, did she send you a text? Or maybe a voicemail?

Bucky froze, his hands clutching onto his phone. It seemed obvious now, but his brain had felt too clogged to make any previous connection between what you had said in Westview and what you had said in the text thread.

His thumb quickly found your name and he reread it all.

I know you’re hurting over Stark, even if you won’t admit it. You were pardoned for a reason and I hope you know you deserve your freedom.

The dinner with Wanda made more sense now. You were remembering tidbits of the texts. You still had connection to your recent memories, it was all just trapped away.

And the worst part was that you were waiting for him.

Had you been waiting for him this whole time? Three weeks of silence and just hoping that he would send a simple hello?

The rain was spotting up Bucky's phone screen, and wiping it away could only help so many times. He slid it back in his pocket, his hands practically shaking with how fucked up this all felt.  He’d been pushing away the guilt he felt for not calling back. He told himself it wouldn’t matter; you would never truly like the person he was now. You were a part of his past, and didn’t truly see this new version of him. If Steve left him, how could you not?

Sam was the one to eventually go get Bucky. He showed up in an oversized raincoat with an extra in his hands, after a few minutes of running around to find the guy.

Bucky did not know how long he’d been sitting cold and alone. All he could focus on was the hex. Sam knew it had been only about half an hour before they knew they needed to get Bucky from the rain. They’d only let him stay out that long in the first place because, well, it seemed like he needed it.

Sam stood a distance away, squinting at his friend who barely acknowledged his presence. “Bucky.”

Silently, Bucky just continued to stare emotionlessly at the hex.

“I can’t even begin to imagine what’s going on in that head of yours,” Sam said and Bucky could hear the smirk. “Inside? We don’t even know where to start. They’ve been both talking to Hayward for a while to see how to proceed. I’m assuming that you didn’t answer my text earlier because we were right?”

At first, Bucky’s only response was to flex his right hand, stretching his fingers and trying to relax.

Sam continued, “I also have some assumptions as to how I think you feel about y/n thinking you’re her husband. But I don’t know if you are ready to hear those assumptions.”

Sam saw Bucky take a deep breath. Croakily, he said, “I didn’t text her back.”

There was a lot in that one statement, and it made Sam’s heart drop. He too briefly looked over at the hex, before going to sit down at Bucky’s side. The moment felt heavy. Bucky had been holding in so much since he came back from the blip, and Sam was waiting for him, ready when Bucky needed someone. You had been too, but Bucky couldn’t take that.

Sam sighed, defeated, “Bucky,” he hesitated and shook his head, hoping Bucky would just open up to him, “what happened between you guys? I just don’t get why you’ve stopped talking to her out of everyone?”

Bucky clasped his hands together trying to keep from shaking further. “I don’t know.”

“I’m not trying to make you feel guilty. I just genuinely want to know.”

He took in a breath, and on the exhale he bit back at his quivering lip. “She doesn’t need someone like me around, Sam.”

“No,” Sam said seriously, “You don’t say shit like that.”

Bucky laughed non-comically. “I just couldn’t text back. I can’t give her anything.”

Sam shook his head, “What did she send you?” Trying to ignore the rain dripping from the curling ends of his hair, Bucky pulled his phone out, unlocked it, and handed it to Sam. Your texts were the first thing it had opened up to.

It took him a moment to read it and let the words sit. Bucky expected Sam to critisice him for not responding to any of this, however, Sam just slid the phone back and asked, “Will you let them read this?”

“Sure. Whatever.”

“You know what Steve told me once? About you and y/n?”

Sam’s question was a bit jarring to Bucky, who just frowned, “What?”

“It was that time back when all the stupid shit was happening with the accords. You and y/n didn’t even say much to each other, but she moved around you with such ease. It was somethin’. I don’t think either of you even realize how naturally you fell into step.”

“Okay?” Bucky squinted, “What does this have to do with Steve?”

“I’m getting there,” Sam nudged him with his elbow. “The first time I saw you smile was at her, you know?”

“So?”

“So, I asked Steve about you two. I knew how she fit into Steve’s story, and I knew how you fit into Steve’s story. But you must’ve had a story together, and I asked. All he really said was.. He said, Sam,” Sam mimicked the stern and serious voice of a commander which would’ve made Bucky grin if he wasn’t having a rough time, “Those two? There was no y/n without Bucky, and there was no Bucky without y/n.”

He’d never thought of it that way. “We were just friends.”

“Woah,” Sam grinned, “I wasn’t even suggesting anything and you’re already gettin’ defensive? Speaks pretty loudly, Buck.”

Bucky shook his head, not wanting to admit defeat, “It just sounded like you were gettin’ at something.”

“She thinks you're her goddamn husband, Bucky.”

“Wanda’s just putting that thought into her head–”

“Will you just shut it? We don’t know the logistics of the place, so you can’t say that. Plus, those texts? She’s not lost the real connection to you. Sure, there’s a fabricated image of you as her husband, but the feelings she’s displaying? Those aren’t nothin’.”

Finally, Bucky looked at him, at a loss for words. He tried to remain stoic, but his nostrils flared, his eyes saddening, and Sam saw it all.

Sam placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder, giving him a squeeze. “I’m not suggesting anything. I’m just saying, let yourself feel whatever you need to feel. Whatever connection there is between you two, it’s something.”

In understanding, Bucky gave the faintest of a nod. He didn’t quite know where to find room to deal with these feelings, whatever they were. Even long ago, before the war and before all of this, he had a hard time coming to terms with the fact that the sweet smile of the girl next door made him more delighted than anything else. Now, after everything you’d been through? He didn’t know where to even start.

There was a forbidden aspect to even thinking about you past anything but an old friend. He never let himself bask in the idea of you, the you that you were today. He couldn’t think about how, even in Bucharest, in no position to have even a smidge of your trust, you showed him more kindness than he’d ever felt in this new life. He couldn’t think about how, during battle, even though there were few words spoken, you stood by his side, seemingly proud that you were fighting alongside him. If he thought about these things, or about the way you burst into tears when you saw him again for the first time after the blip, or, at the funeral, the way you said, with such desperation, ‘Please come stay with me,’ he would never stop, and he wasn’t sure he’d be able to hold back from running to you. It was forbidden, he decided, a long time ago. He couldn’t bring you his darkness. He would never do that to you.

“Can we get out of this rain?” Sam asked, pulling Bucky from his thoughts.

Bucky cleared his throat, blinking back to the present, “Yeah. Sure.”

───※ ·❆· ※───

Within a few hours, after an intense talk from Darcy on the confusing science of how they believed they’d be able to get a letter into the hex, Bucky was sitting down at a cold metal desk, pen in hand, writing you a letter.

Earlier, a SWORD agent went via the sewer system into Westview, thinking that if they arrived via underground then maybe they’d get in without being sucked into the magic itself. This sort of failed, as the agent became a beekeeper. There was also the drone they sent in, which had magically turned into a retro toy helicopter.

Essentially, they knew things were able to get into the hex, but it would just get altered. A letter from Bucky would quite certainly be able to get to you, however they weren’t sure if the content would remain the same.

“Keep it simple,” Jimmy instructed, hovering a little much.

“Dude, give him some space,” Darcy lightly swatted Jimmy’s arm, “He’s trying to write a letter from war. That shit’s deep.”

Woo rolled his eyes. Bucky tapped the pen on the desk. There were light metallic thumps.

“Don’t talk about the hex yet,” Darcy told him, even though this was lightly discussed already, “We’ll try this first, and then get more detailed with further letters depending on how this goes. You’re like an official pen pal.”

“That is a horrible comparison,” Sam told her but he was grinning.

“Will you all just shut up,” Bucky spat. Woo stepped back, and the other two snickered.

The crease between Bucky’s brows tensed as he brought the pen to the paper, wondering where to begin. “How should I even address this?”

“Did you guys ever call each other anything?” Darcy offered, “Honey? Sweetie?”

Bucky turned to shoot her a glare. “No? Y/n was not my ‘sweetie’?” He then shot Sam an even darker glare because Sam couldn’t stop his snickers.

“‘My dearest wife,” Jimmy suggested, which was unfortunately serious.

Unfortunate, because Bucky also glared at him and said with mad disdain, “Do you even want me to write this damn letter?”

“Fine,” Darcy huffed, “Dear y/n.’ Nice and simple. Like we said.”

Bucky huffed and turned back to the paper. Listening to the stupid advice, he began,

‘Dear y/n,’

He chewed the inside of his cheek, his lips tutting out as he thought. He could feel the eyes on him, and he could feel that Darcy was about to make a further suggestion, so he cut her a quick look to let her know, ‘don’t.’

She shut her mouth, and he started scribbling away. It felt embarrassing to know that they were going to read this, but he let himself let out a few feelings anyway. This was for you, and at the end of the day, that’s what was most important.

I’m so sorry I’ve kept you waiting. I’m just in a tough place. I’m okay, and I’m trying to find a way to get you out to get back to you. Not a day goes by where I don’t think about you.

I miss you.

Yours,

James

Bucky placed the pen down and leaned back in his chair, proud of his work. He looked very sweet, sitting proudly as though he just penned the most genius letter ever written.

Sam stepped forward, finger tapping beside the parchment, “Can we read now?”

Bucky waved a hand as if to say go ahead.

Reluctantly, Sam picked it up, scanning it over.

“Why’d you sign it as James? I’ve never heard you call yourself that.”

“It’s my name,” Bucky retorted.

“No one calls you that.”

“She’s been calling me that in the hex!”

Darcy asked, “Did she ever call you that in real life? Like, in the 40s?”

“Well, no,” Bucky admitted, “But it just fits the hex, okay?”

Sam frowned and handed Darcy the letter so that she could also read it. He crossed his arms and let out his new critique, of course, “I think you should sign it as Bucky.”

“Why does it even matter?” Bucky felt defensive because, as previously mentioned, he felt kind of genius about the letter.

“Cause it’s sort of a better connection to the real world. Maybe she’ll see that, as simple as it sounds, and remember things a little better. Signing it as James almost seems like a lie.”

Bucky’s jaw adjusted and he let his mouth fall open, tongue pressing against his mouth as he knew Sam was probably right however, he didn’t want to admit that.

“It's good though,” Darcy nodded. “I agree about the name thing, but this is good.”

“Fine,” Bucky held his hand out for it so that he could make the adjustment. He scribbled over James and instead wrote Bucky.

Jimmy added, for no particular reason, “I liked the addition of saying Yours. Makes it more romantic.”

“You should’ve signed, xo xo,” Sam teased.

Bucky threw the pen at Sam.

Jimmy grabbed the fancy cream coloured envelope reserved for the letter, folding the parchment up and sealing it inside. He held it up with a little smile, “Let’s get this bad boy sent then, am I right?”

Bucky wanted to throw a pen at all these people.

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Westview

The talent show was strange, to say the least, yet entertaining.

Although it had been years since you’d seen Vis, something about him felt very different. His voice, mannerisms, smile, all the same as you remembered, but it was as though you were seeing him for the first time. He didn’t have time to greet you before the show, having frantically arrived late to have to hop right onto the stage for his and Wanda’s magic show.

Their performance was quite adorable. You had been sitting next to Geraldine, a sweet woman who was apparently in some club with Wanda. Vis and Wanda seemed a little frazzled during their show, probably because they didn’t get the time to fully prepare. Still, it was miraculous, and you found yourself giggling along, actually a little amazed with some of the tricks they pulled off.

At one point, even though you swore you hadn’t noticed Geraldine leave, she’d magically appeared inside a box, ‘conjured’ by Wanda and Vis. It was just hysterical! Geraldine seemed just as shocked as you felt, which made you nearly cry from laughter.

They got quite the praise from Dottie and the rest of the attendees. Their performance truly made a grand effort for the children.

Although you had so badly wanted to say hello to Vis, he and Wanda headed home rather fast after receiving a trophy. It was a little odd, especially after an odd and marvelous show, but you supposed they had their own business to attend to. You’d call Wanda tomorrow to congratulate her and try to set up another gathering, hopefully with him this time.

On your way home, you dropped off the newly finished library book, and made mental plans of what to do for dinner.

You were so lost in thought over what to cook, that you nearly walked right past the mailbox with the little red flag that had stood up.

You literally backtracked, backing up down the steps to your home, your face dropping when you saw that you had mail.

After so many disappointing mornings opening up the mailbox to find some bills or flyers, you knew better than to really get your hopes up. Yet today, you felt different, and you reached in and grasped onto the crisp envelope, feeling faint as you read the familiar handwriting.

Finally, James had written. It wasn’t a letter telling you he was missing. It wasn’t a letter telling you some boring war news. It was him. His writing. His hands. His name.

You couldn’t wait a damn moment, running toward your home as you began messily tearing open the envelope.

The door slammed shut behind you, the envelope being tossed to the side as you rested your back against the inside of the door. Your hands shook as you unfolded the parchment, fingers lingering on the smidges of dirt which were your very own flickers of the battlefield and the world he was in, wherever he was. There were a few dropped dots of the calligraphy ink, and a couple words had been scribbled out as though he had tried and rewritten a few things.

Dear y/n. You were only on the introductory line, and you felt tears spring to your eyes.

I’m so sorry I’ve kept you waiting.

I’m just in a tough place. I’m okay, and I’m trying to find a way to get back to you. Not a day goes by where I don’t think about you.

I miss you.

Yours,

Bucky.

Lightly, you traced over his name. There was no possible way you could hold the tears back, letting them fall, not bothering to wipe them away. The name was becoming cloudy.

Bucky.

Your Bucky.

A sob escaped, the yearning feeling for the man you missed so much just feeling overwhelming.

Bucky was okay. He was alive. And he was yours.

next chapter

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HC: The Boys Taste Their S/o’s Chapstick

Anonymous:  could I request headcannons for shinso, mirio, denki, sero, and bakugo kissing their s/o and tasting their chapstick ? Or if you want or when they realize their s/o takes care of them in really subtle ways that they didn’t really notice it at first ? i love your blog so much 🥺❤️

Hey babe omg Im so happy you like my blog!!!! Also this ask OMG I have been wanting to write it for so long!!!! Im a sucker for these super cute and fluffy headcanons, so thank you so much for the idea!

Pairings: Shinso x reader, Mirio x reader, Denki x reader, Sero x reader, Bakugo x reader

Warnings: some might get suggestive, but none of these are full blown NSFW! Just a sprinkle of spiciness, thats all!

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S H I N SO U

Flavor: Cherry Vanilla

Your currently trying to get ready for bed with Shinsou, his purple hair cascading against the pillow as he’s scrolling through Insta

defintely looking at cat vids

Youre just BEAT from the day- work, school, practice, whatever your life entails it just felt so incredibly tiring today

Of course, Shinsou seems to have other plans

Once he sees you come out of the bathroom, your hair wet, your skin dewy from washing, your body only wearing one of his oversized shirts and some small shorts....

man is gonna wanna be allllll over you

“Damn, kitten who allowed you to look that hot,” he’d purr, his eyes drinking you in as he propped his body on his elbows to get a better look

You’d roll your eyes, a smile on your lips-

Lowkey a perv for his s/o fight me on this

Once you sit down on the bed, its over

Shinso’s hands are all over you, his palms trailing under your shirt as he leaved lazy kisses on your neck

“Cmon, baby, lets have a little fun before we sleep....”

Just tell him your tired, and he’ll comply, turning super fluffy and cuddly in a matter of minutes

Reluctantly tho this boi is horny when hes horny

“Ahh my kitten’s tired? Fine then, you need your rest.”

He’ll lean in to give a sweet kiss, unknowingly of how flavorful you taste now with your chapstick

And OHOHOHO after that its OVER

The taste of vanilla bursts in his mouth, the scent of cherry becoming more prominent-

When did you start tasting so good?

He honestly wont know how to react- he’ll shake his head and blink a few times, “The hell-?” spilling out of his lips

He grabs you buy the chin, his thumb swiping against your lips gently

Once he sees the faint red sheen on his digit, it kinda dawns on him whats going on

You catch on to his confusion, a small giggle spilling out of you as you tell him its just chapstick you bought since your lips felt dry

He’ll just give you a lazy smirk, his lilac eyes a royal purple as he eyes you

This man cant HELP HIMSELF

He’ll lean in for another kiss, this one lasting much longer and more passionate as he tried to capture that taste again

“Do me a favor and keep wearing that kitten,”

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M I R I O 

Flavor: Birthday Cake

Im so proud of fidning this picture im sorry it just matches so well

Anywaysssssssss

You had just gotten out of the locker room, your UA uniform a little wrinkled from being balled up while you were training

You walked out the metal doors, your lips feeling much softer than usual- you were in desperate need of chapstick after that particular lesson

Thanks UA for having training grounds that blow up every 5 seconds and spray dust everywhere

But thankfully Neijire is the best person ever and hooked you up with some super cute chapstick

Since it was new and just sitting in her book bag, she just told you to keep it

NEIJIRE WHY YOU GOTTA BE SO SWEET?

You had to admit though, you really liked it- the packaging was pretty cute, it was nice on your skin, but the SMELL

OMG

You felt like a bakery was near you every step you took

And everytime you licked your lips it tasted like sweets, which was an amazing addition

Makes ya wonder how safe it is to consume makeup 👀

Mirio is the cutest boyfirend though-wherever your class is, he waits for you outside and walks with you until you have to go your seperate ways

So, as usual, he’s waiting for you outside the locker room, a wide grin plastered on his face

Once he sees you walk out of the doors, he’s already bounding over, his arms swinging cause hes always just so happy to see you 

“Hey sunshine!” he greets you like any other day, his voice just radiating happiness

Some days though, Mirio will kiss the top of your head as he grabs your hand and walks you to his class

Other days, he’s a little more bold, instead leaning down to give you a kiss on your lips as he snakes his hand around your waist

TODAY BABE 

IS THAT DAY

You can tell he’s feeling a little more *frisky cause he’s got this mischievous glint in his eyes

ehhhh why not indulge him?

So you get on your tippie toes, leaning in to him and planting a quick kiss on his lips

But thats when Mirio gets confused- did you eat something?Is it cake? CInnamon roll? Cookie? But whatever it is, it tastes GOOD

“Sweetie, did you buy something from the vending machine?” he asks, a confused grin on his face as he eyes you

You laugh, not realizing that Mirio would be affected by your new chapstick too, 

“Oh no, its just a chapstick Niejire gave me, I think its cake batter flavored- do you like it?”

Mirio licked his lips , savoring the lingering flavor on his skin

“You batter belive it!”

*cue the groaning

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D E N K I

Flavor: Pina Colada

So Mina, bless her little music crazed heart, somehow won a pack of tickets from a radio station to a new water park opening up not too far from UA

It was superrrrr expensive to get in, but the music station hooked all you guys up with VIP tickers, a private cabana, food, THE WORKS

You had been running around with the group all day

(except Bakugo- he either went to the lazy river or the surfing simulator thignie cause Kaminari said he would wipe out and wanted to prove him wrong)

Everybody else wanted to do everythingggg, from ride the craziest rides to trying all the food the park had

By the end of the day, you were completely beat and just wanted to rest

Mina was sitting beside you in  the cabana (again, thank you radio station for hooking some teens up!), just searching it for snacks the boys hadnt eaten

“Aww cmon, really?! We have chapstick but no food?!”

Your head instantly perked up at the sound- chapstick? God, you could deifnitely use some right now from all that chlorine and sun...

You asked Mina to toss you one, the pink skinned girl throwing you a tube as she grumbled about how “piggy” boys were

You checked the flavor on the tube, the fruits on the side label instantly telling you it was something tropical

As you were putting it on, the boys of Bakusquad were bounding up the steps, their feets covered in sand-

“Guess what?! We got Bakugo to go in the wave pool! Isnt that crazy! It had sand on the bottom, like a real beach-”

Kirishima was just gushing and super excited, Bakugo looking like a pissed off wet cat next to him

You sat up quickly, happy to see your boyfriend, his spiky hair all wet from the day and his boxers dripping

As Kirishima and Sero were messing with an extremely annoyed Bakugo, you went and grabbed the boys some towels, giving the last one to your boyfriend

“Aww thanks babe,” he gushed out, his hands grabbing the towel gingerly as he leaned to kiss you

But wait- you tasted- really sweet?

Kaminari pulled back slightly, a small smirk on his lips, cause damn, that tasted really good

“Did you eat some fruit or something? Cause you taste super yummy babe-”

You  pointed to your lips as you told him how Mina found some free chapstick lying around in the cabana

Kaminari just gave you this really blissed out stare as he sneaked one more peck from you- he was kinda wishing his friends weren't here, cause hed totally be making out with you with that yummy stuff on your lips...

“Do me a favor and dont take that stuff off, okay? Until we get back to the dorms,”

He sent you a small wink, weaving behind you inconspicously, and giving your bottom a playful pinch

WHY YOU GOTTA BE A FLIRT KAMINARI

(Also before you left Kamianri most definitely dumped the whole jar of chapsticks into his backpack)

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S E R O

Flavor: Peppermint

You and Sero had just gotten coffee from a little cafe when it starts to rain

Like alottttttttttt

And of course it happens when your right outside, waiting for your ride to take you back home

So you two are just standing there like weirdos with the rain POURING, Sero holding up his jacket over both of your heads

But honestly, it’s not doing much to block out the rain, so honestly-why not have some fun?

You run out of the fabric, instantly feeling your whole body get drenched as you start twirling and laughing

“He-hey wait, babe!”

Sero’s gonna be laughing, and now y’all playing a wierd game of tag

Aghhhhhh so cute tho 🥺🥺

He catches you pretty quickly, his tape grabbing your waist and pulling you to him,,,

You instantly collide with his chest, your cheeks rosy from running around so much and your hands resting on his chest

Sero gives you the biggest grin, his finger under your chin and raising it to look at him

“You know your the biggest tease I know?”

“Yup!”

He laughs, placing a kiss on your lips-and omg why are you minty? and it feels soooo good to him, cause honestly mint isn’t a bad flavor-

“Hey babe whatcha got on your lips? Did you eat-gum or something?”

You just laugh and tell him it’s some chapstick you got (imagine the mint eos U KNOW THE ONE)

He asks if it’s the egg chapstick OML 💀

Yes Sero the egg chapstick

His lips are parted a little, his eyes wider than usual cause he’s lowkey confused on how he liked that so much

But he send you another huge grin before he kisses you again-

“I think your gonna need to wear that more for me, yeah?”

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B A K U G O

Flavor: Cinnamon

Bakugo has ben practically forcing you to wake up at ungodly hours with him to train

He says its cause “youre getting weak” but really he’s a total simp for having such close contact with you

Also he’s a little brat and put his all into it  so you cant ever beat him, which boosts his ego for some reason?

“Hah, that really the best you got?” he scoffs down at you, his calloused hands pinning you to the ground as his body cages you in for the umpteenth time

Honestly, its hard to fight when your 1) annoyed about loosing and 2) have your hot as hell boyfriend pining you to the ground

But thankfully

THANKFULLY

He was starting to overheat, his breathe coming out in low pants as  strands  of hair began sticking to his forehead

You felt one of his palms begin to slip ever so slightly near you, and on instinct you knew you had to do something, you finally had an opening-

so you caused a distraction 

Your hands quickly flew to the nape of his neck, pressing his head down to your so you could kiss him square on the lips

Bakugo was completely confused in the best way possible- he didnt expect that to happen, but hell, hes not complaining-

until his lips start to tingle

“-the hell?!” he sputters out, his mind trying to figure out what was going on just before you successfuly flip him over, with you now on top

You stared down triumphantly at your boyfriend, not knowing how well that worked- until you noticed how shiny Bakugo lips look

He begins mashing his lips together, trying to rub it off since you had his hands pinned down

“The hell is on my lips? Agh, dont tell me its that weird ass lip stuff that supposed to make your lips bigger or something-’’

Ummmmm how does he know about lip plumping lip gloss? Question for a another day-

“Its chapstick silly,” you giggle, “-cinnamon”

Honestly, he’s gonna like it-this boy likes spicy things and the fact that “spicy” sensation came from his s/o....shoooottttt he is in love

But

Of course

He’s gonna act like it’s wierd or something, cause HES wierd

“Cinnamon? You couldn’t get something normal like cherry or grape?”

You scrunch up your nose, cause yeah your not for those flavors AT ALL, and Bakugo finds his chance

He quickly flips you over, your back now against the floor and his body on top of yours

“Cmon, baka don’t tell me thats seriosuly all you got-“

Don’t remind him that you were able to flip him over tho he’ll turn red and tell you to shut it

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