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Stay-home dates with RIIZE !!

Note : OMG !! I had so much fun writing thisssss <333 || DID NOT PROOFREAD PLEASE || Also Idk what to tw but I have mentioned snacks a whole lot of time + I TRIED MY BEST TO MAKE IT GENDER NEUTRAL BUT LIKE SINCE IM FEMALE SO EXCUSE ME ;-; please enjoyyyy !!

Osaki Shotaro <3 !

Hmm, not a big fan, but as long as you're happy he is too !!

Omg !!

You ask him to film TikToks with you and he's MORE THAN HAPPY !!

So like you've saved a lot of trends and dances you wanna recreate with him.

He's so excited and gets all giggly over it!

Takes it a little too seriously…

Like you're looking at him with your jaw dropped and eyes wide because how did it take him one look to literally MASTER the dance.

Laughs embarrassed when you praise him !!

But you tell him that he's too fast for you ';-; so he apologises and suggests teaching you the dance step by step!

The two of you continuously burst into fits of giggles when something goes wrong.

ITS JUST SO FUNNY BUT IN A CUTE WAY FOR SOME REASON

You'd film like 29837209 TikToks and just have fun goofing around.

You might also end up exhausted on the floor reviewing the videos you filmed.

Thinks you look very cute and asks you to do this often with him!

Might get bored if you don't have a lot to do.

HOWEVER !!!

Would love to talk to you about anything really.

I feel like he's someone who enjoys conversing, so you might actually start having deep conversations that will last for hours.

Hmm rating 8/10 PLS HES SO ADORABLE <3

Rest of the members under the cut !

Song Eunseok <3 !

This man is literally so chill with everything.

Like you'd suggest going for a picnic on a volcano and he'd be like "lol ok."

Okay, maybe not that much but yk what I mean !!

So yeah you're probably sitting with him binge-watching some anime or series.

He's quiet the whole time and is actually very immersed in the story.

However, he will be passing comments every now and then.

And I tell you, these comments are so out of pocket???

Like you can't help but burst out laughing.

And he's just gonna look at you like "😐".

AS IF HE HADN'T SAID THE MOST FUNNIEST THING YOU'VE HEARD ALL WEEK.

So yeah be prepared cuz the witty comments he's gonna slip will crack you so bad.

Like it actually makes you question how his brain works

ESPECIALLY HOW HE DOES LITERAL STAND-UP COMEDY WITH THAT SERIOUS EXPRESSION !!!

But it's okay, that just means he's having fun!

Also, it's very hard to concentrate on whatever you're watching cuz he looks so pretty next to you.

Like you keep on looking at him, smirks 100%

"Yeah I know I'm too hard to resist"

GETS COCKY BUT CAN YOU BLAME HIM !!!

Also makes sure you get your share of snacks!!

I'd rate it a solid 9/10 cuz it's really entertaining!

Jung Sungchan <3 !

HE IS NOT ENTERTAINED BY THE IDEA !!!

But after much convincing, he gives in.

"At least we get to spend time together, right?"

YOU'RE BAKING TOGETHER YIPPIEEEE!!!

But what happens is like,

You're standing there tying your hair back, you ask him for help with your apron.

Gets a little too touchy

You have to slap his arm away and give him a death glare.

Pretends he doesn't know what he did rn 😔

Is actually a very good helping hand.

Like helps you out, follows everything you tell him to do, however...

Has his doubts, and totally shakes his head if he thinks smth is going wrong.

"Y/n are you sure it's 2 cups sugar?" "I don't think we should be using butter…"

NOOO ENDS UP GETTING KICKED OUT OF THE KITCHEN BECAUSE

Like he said, he takes up a large radius.

So this clumsy baby probably toppled over a lot of things, making a very big mess ;-;

Apologises repeatedly with sad puppy eyes 🥹

You kiss his cheek and tell him it's fine

Though you ask him to sit it out and let you handle the rest of the process yourself.

YOU DO DECORATE WTV YOU MADE TOGETHER SO HES VERY EXCITED FOR THAT !!!

I'd rate it a 4/10, this man is NOT meant to be confined to a small space.

Park Wonbin <3 !

Would prefer them actually !!!

He'd absolutely LOVE to cuddle with you throughout the day.

Like he'd just be clinging onto you telling you literally everything that happened to him cuz for some reason he gives me yapper vibes

Though he'd appreciate listening to what you have to tell him, leaving a trail of kisses all over your neck.

Also he LOVES your voice so much omg !

So he can also pull out his guitar and have a serenade with you (english 💀).

Would ask you your favourite song, and if he doesn't know it WILL make sure he knows it the next time you guys have an at-home date

If he knows, he plays it for you encouraging you to sing.

you tell him you think your voice sucks.

A DRAMATIC GASP COMES FROM HIS DIRECTION !!!

"Nonsense idc i just wanna hear your pretty voice <3"

Literally heart eyes for you once you start singing,

Like might actually melt, give you the softest, most lovesick gaze EVER !

There is a possibility he ends up messing up the cords cuz you distracted him !!!

He's so cute pls </3

Omg also, the two of you might also end up in the kitchen cooking smth together, blasting a playlist he made for you!

But you don't know that <3

He actually so desperately wants to do cliche romantic things with you but is too shy to initiate </3

It's giving that "Idk how to flirt so I'm just gonna stare at you till you marry me" meme

HOWEVER !!

Be prepared for endless back hugs because he's just so SO soft for you <333

Anyways yeah 11/10 (+1 is probably cuz I'm so down bad for him)

Hong Seunghan <3 !

My manz I miss him all day everyday ;-;

He's so sweet I tell you, agrees to literally everything.

Putting mbti and stuff aside, I think he'd actually plan out a few activities you could do together.

Like if you're going over to his place, hes prepared snacks and stuff for you.

Hmm !! Video games are a must I believe !!

Like I read he plays FIFA online???

SO yeah, if you know how to play, the both of you would spend hours playing together

I don't see him getting very competitive but will whine if you keep on beating him!

However, will also compliment on how great you are at the game!!

HE FEELS PROUD I TELL YOU !!

However, if you don't know how to play and absolutely suck (like me ;-;)

HE'D BE SO EXCITED TO TEACH YOU !!

When you mess something up, or like if you can't understand something, the pout on your lips makes his heart EXPLODE.

Like he thinks you're the most adorable ever, he'd start squealing if his pride lets him.

Ends up attacking you with kisses and hugs.

The game is long forgotten, just a clingy Seunghan showering you with love because of how adorable he finds you.

I'D RATE IT AN 8/10 TBH BECAUSE HE'D FORGET WHAT PERSONAL SPACE IS !!!

Lee Sohee <3 !

SPENT SO MUCH TIME THINKING SOMETHING FOR HIM 😭

Unlike Seunghan, I can see him playing board games and such with you!

For example, the two of you could be sitting on the floor playing UNO.

But that got boring CUZ HOW DO TWO PEOPLE EVEN PLAY UNO !!!

So takes out a Jenga set because he thought it was very entertaining!

Both of you are screaming SO much when either chooses the wrong piece to remove.

HOWEVER, HE'S USING THE SPECIAL SKILLS EUNSEOK TAUGHT HIM!!!

Which is unfair to you and you WILL whine about it.

"All is fair in war and Jenga"

HIS WORDS NOT MINE !!!

Laughs at you because you're definitely the one who's going to topple the tower over.

So yeah you all spend a lot of time giggling and screaming over board games!

OMG ALSO !! Thanks to Anton, he bought some Lego sets too!!

You all start good but eventually get so frustrated because you can't find one tiny piece.

Ofc you give up and spend the rest of the evening with his karaoke machine !!

HE !! WANTS !! TO !! SING !!

And please you're just so mesmerised the whole time he's singing.

Like woah??? His voice is so good even when he's goofing around? INSANE!!

Though you aren't losing to him, so the both of you get SUPER competitive.

RATING THIS A 7/10 !!

Lee Anton <3 !

Like Wonbin, he'd also enjoy stay-at-home dates.

I can see him enjoying doing anything, to be honest.

Like for example, the two of you could just be lying next to each other sharing with each other reels you see.

Or just him listening to you telling him some tea from your workplace/college etc.

Sitting on the bed together with a variety of snacks sprawled around.

Like Sohee, I can even see him building Legos in silence with you cuz this guy is so patient !

Oh also!

He'd pull out his laptop and shyly ask if you'd like to listen to the music he's created.

After listening, your face is the shocked Pikachu meme.

"Woahhh my boyfriend is so cool :OOO"

Get's blushy over the compliments you shower him with.

Brushes it off saying it's nothing.

THATS A FREAKING LIE LEE CHANYOUNG!!

NEways, teaches you how to try making music.

Laughs if you cry about how difficult it is, he thinks it's adorable.

You ask him to delete the trash you've made, but he creates a separate folder to save everything you've made with him.

ITS ART TO HIM !!! HOW CAN HE THINK SMTH YOU'VE CREATED IS TRASH?!?!?!

Plus he treasures it so much like only if he could somehow just make you feel how much it means to him !!

SO YEAH !

Pretty cute, very cozy, overall nice experience 10/10 <3

Thank you for reading reblogs and reviews are appreciated ! <3

Title : Stay-home dates with Riize || Word count: 1652 || Genre: fluff ! || Pairing: Riize x implied Fem!Reader (tried making it gender neutral pt.29382938)

[sugugasm]

𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 — FT FUSHIGURO TOJI

WORD COUNT — 1.8K

CW — submissive toji, dominant fem reader, cowgirl, bondage? blowjob, overstimulation, breeding, usage of profanity, usage of pet names such as mama/baby/doll, toji do be cryin a lil

NOTES — hi omg. i’m so so sorry if this seems rushed or the dialogue seems off, i struggled BAD trying to write this but i finally pushed through !!!!!! although it was hard it was really fun and i hope you all enjoy it <333 likes, reblogs, & interactions are always appreciated !!

begging wasn’t something toji did often.

but somehow, some way, he found himself doing exactly that tonight. when you came to him with the idea of restraints, he thought you meant that you wanted to be tied up. but you quickly shut down that assumption the moment you tied his wrists to the headboard.

“ready?” you ask, a bit too excited for his liking. your grumpy boyfriend sat with a pout twisting his lips as he watched you hover over him as he once did to you. toji sighs, not missing the smile on your face.

“let’s just get this shit over with,” he huffs and you scoff. he was being oftly impolite for someone who wasn’t in control for the night. but that was okay. whether he knew it or not, you’d be teaching him a very important lesson.

not to underestimate you.

“don’t be rude. forgot who’s running things tonight or what?”

“untie me, mama. it’s best for the both of us. i know you want me to fuck that pretty pussy till it hurts, but i can’t do that when i’m all tied up like this,” he taunts, tiliting his head to the side while giving you those menacing eyes. you hated how wet you’d gotten from his words but you couldn’t control it.

“y’know toji, you’re being far too impatient for my liking. spread your legs,” you demand. toji chuckles, his eyebrows rising in amusement. he thought your attempt at assertiveness was cute. considering how submissive you were in bed, he didn’t exactly think you’d be able to make him fold as easy as you claimed. the gesture was adorable, but he knew he’d have you pinned under him screaming his name in no time.

“fine. have at it. just don’t be mad when i’m righ—“

his words dissolve into thin air the minute you scoot between his legs, your back arching with your ass high in the air— mouth coming up to kiss at his toned belly and pelvis. you could feel his breathing shift as you kissed your way down all the way to his now hardened cock.

“don’t stop, keep talking shit,” you mumble in between pecks. finally meeting his length, you take in the beauty in front of you. you could never get over how pretty his dick was; bi colored with a bit of a tanish base, a baby pink tip leaking with precum, and a width that you took like a champ every time he plowed into your cunt.

just beautifully sculpted.

“i can’t wait to taste you, toji. can’t wait to make you a mess and clean you right up,” you say before licking a long strip from his base to his tip. you slowly entered him into your mouth, the feeling making him flinch a bit. you started to pull and suck on his cock like you were a pro—which right about now, you were.

“just let me fuck you, baby.”

“not until you cum for me first.”

you began to wrap your hand around him, grazing the slit with your thumb. he hissed at how cold your hands were, but it only added to your enjoyment. your goal tonight was to make him squirm, beg, and cry out your name, just like you usually do to him.

“tell me, toji, how does it feel?”

your sentence was punctuated by a sly smirk. he mumbles something under his breath, still with a stern expression on his face.

“feels good.”

“what was that?”

he huffs as he notices the pace of your hand slowing. it wasn't until then that he realized he wasn't going to win the race tonight. you were determined—some might say fated—to make him weak under your touch.

“i said it feels good— fuck.”

as you resume your hand movement, a chuckle escapes your lips. you stroked his cock at a moderate pace, feeling every crevice and vein you could find. despite the fact that you were in charge, you still wanted to please him. you wanted him to keep cumming until he saw stars on the bedroom ceiling.

“can i taste you?” you inquire, and he nods as he patiently watches you lower your head down on him and moan while doing so. he squirmed a little at the warmth. you were between his still-separated thighs, scarfing him down as if your life depended on it. you sucked and pulled on his tip, paying particular attention to his balls as well—the ideal combination.

“shit, keep doin’ that. use both hands— yes, yes, just like that. good fuckin’ girl,” he encouraged. you were impressed by how quickly the man gave in. you figured i’d at least take more than a few minutes but despite his gruff exterior and stern demeanor, he was unable to resist his pretty girl.

as toji received what felt like the best head of his life, the nasty sounds of gagging and moaning filled the room. while bobbing your head up and down, you licked and circled your tongue around him. you were slurping him up for both his and your pleasure, leaving a damp mark in your panties as a result.

the more you worked your mouth, the quicker toji could feel his orgasm trailing behind him. he was so close, so ready to bust that it only took one simple—

“gonna’ make me cum, y/n—shit!”

you pull your mouth away from him, now only using your two hands as you stroke his cock. your were so pretty— drool dripping from your chin, lips all swollen, and those pretty lashes you always wore batting up at him with pure lust.

“please cum for me. please, please, baby.”

your words were almost like a spell, toji letting out a breathy groan as his cum poured out of him rapidly. strings of white shot out from his tip, some of it splattering across your face and chest.

“goddamn, y/n.”

“front of back?” you ask, not even minding his compliments as you lift up to wipe your mouth. toji’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion, but he soon gets what you mean the minute you pull your underwear down.

“front, wanna’ see that pretty face.”

you obligated, positioning yourself over his aching cock. you swiped two fingers across your chest to scoop up some of the mess he left from earlier. moving that same hand between your legs, you lubricate yourself with his cum, spreading him all over your folds and clit.

“you’re so fuckin’ sexy.”

“i know.” you joke. you kiss at his neck and face, leaving behind a few bruises here and there. you could hear a tiny whimper leave his lips as you sucked at his earlobe, tongue grazing over the flesh near his studded earring.

“c’mon, doll. put me in, i wanna’ feel you.”

not pausing your kisses, you whisper a small, “use your manners,” before kissing at the sweet spot on his neck.

“can you— can you please fuck me, y/n.”

you gathered his cock into your palm and aligned it with your entrance while grinning. your gaping hole easily allowed him to enter without any sort of discomfort. toji's cock was warmly enclosed by your walls as they engulfed him in, a pretty coat of your slick making it easier to glide up and down.

he had a mix of emotions. he wanted to touch you and rub his hands all over you to guide your hips up and down, but he also was intrigued by your dominance— taking exactly what you needed from him and pleasing him while doing so.

“nnn’ toji, you’re so deep like this— can feel all of you in here.” your finger moved to point toward your tummy and toji could feel himself beginning to fall apart already. you felt so good and everything around him felt good too.

“slow down i don’t wanna’ cum yet—“

you ignored his requests, slowly finding your pace as you place your hands on his chest. you clawed at his pecs and nipples causing him to squirm a bit. nothing but the alluring sound of your cries and whimpers consumed toji’s ears as he watched you slam down on his cock with force. your ass cheeks were clapping against his thighs and although he couldn’t see, the sound of it alone had him ready to bust.

“fuuuck! don’t fuckin’ stop— doin’ so good, angel.”

“yeah? you like watching me fuck you dumb huh? how c-come you wouldn’t let me do this sooner, hm?”

the question went in one ear and out of the other. the restraints on toji’s wrists were starting to hurt from how hard he was tugging at them— just trying to hold on to anything he could as you completely wrecked him.

“y/n— i’m yours. i’m all yours, baby— fuck me, i need you,”

he looked so beautiful.

his cheeks were flushed pink and sweat beamed across forehead. he looked tired, yet so, so needy. those captivating, dragon eyes held nothing but desire and seeing you bounce on him like a bunny did nothing but bring him closer and closer to cumming.

“this pussy’s good, huh? good enough to make you cum in me, toji? hm? you wanna’ cum in me?”

he was in a trance. with the way you were talking him through it from the motion of your ass behind you, toji couldn’t exactly focus on anything other than reaching his climax.

“baby, i’m gonna’ fuckin’ c-cum.” his stutter almost made you feel bad. you’d never seen him like this— so drowsy and defeated, just waiting for the bubble to finally pop.

“cum in me— inside me please. i know you want to.”

as if on cue, toji roared a loud grunt. his mouth was hung open and you could see tears twinkling from the brim of his eyes as he scrunched his face in absolute bliss. that alone brought you to to the finish line, clenching your walls around him as you milked him for everything he had all the while creaming on him.

“yes! yes, toji—fuck..”

by now he was just about ready to collapse and fall asleep. with lidded eyes, he watched as you rode out your high. your hands gripped your breasts in ecstasy before quickly moving them to cup his cheeks.

you bit his bottom lip as you shared a messy kiss, slowly lifting up to release his cock from your sore cunt. you continued to place small kisses of endearment all over him— including his chest, stomach, and now softened cock.

toji could feel the weight of your body leaving his lap as you walked away to get a cloth from the bathroom, cleaning up the sticky mess you both made when you returned. no comments had been made by toji yet. he merely dozed off there, still gasping for air and muttering brief praises.

“are you okay, baby?”

“yes, just tired. now i see why you’re so sleepy after sex.”

his weak tone of voice humored you more than the joke itself. as you laughed you reached your arms out to release him from the bondage. he quickly stretched his arms before wrapping them around you in a soft hug.

“thank you for trying this, i know you didn’t want to.”

“i’d do anything for you.”

“good boy,” you test, kissing his nose.

“don’t push it.”

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tags : @venusflytrapstar @touyyes @akiyhara <33

[v-cain]

Hi this is just an idea I had that you might be able to do something with I just had a thought that logan is probably really good with dogs

And I just thought maybe could you do a Wolverine x daughter reader or just teen or just platonic whatever where they bond over their love of dogs and get a gog together idk

Its just and idea so if you do want to write it totally change it up however you like anyway thank you !

"Wouldn't Have It Any Other Way"

A/N: hello! thank you anon for requesting this cool as fuck fic <333 i had fun writing this :)))) fun fact, Edo is a german name that means protector. remember that ;)

Fandom: X-men

Warnings: Swearing, Dogs

Pairings: Platonic! Logan Howlett x gn!teen!reader, platonic! Charlves Xavier x gn!teen!reader

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"Aw, c'mon Professor!" you whine, throwing your hands up in exasperation. Professor Xavier sighs and places his hands on his desk, "Y/N, a dog is a huge responsibility, and considering you haven't been keeping up with your classes-" "Didn't know you knew about that.." you mumble. The Professor raises and eyebrow at you, continuing "I don't think you've shown that you can handle taking care of a dog."

You tail swishes as you think. The Professor looks as you say "Ok, what about a compromise?" He nods at you to continue. You fiddle with your hands, "If I did my studies, would you let me get a dog?" The Professor wheels out from behind his desk to be closer to you, "If you can prove that you're responsible enough..." You perk up and look at him. "..Then yes, you can get a dog." You jump up and let out an excited squeal, running around the room. The Professor chuckles at your antics while wheeling towards the door and openingit for you. "Now, you have a class to get to soon. I suggest you hurry."

You nod and run out the hall, calling over your sholder "Thank you, Professor!"

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Over the course of the next two months, you and Logan worked hard to teach you basic subjects- Maths, English, and sometimes History. It was a frustrating process but you were determined to get a dog. Sometimes you're friends would stop by and help too, mainly Scott and Jean as they both went to school. Scott would always make you more motivated to study, and Jean knew how to help you understand how to learn the material. By the end of the two months, you could read, write and do long division! Logan was so proud, and so were you. You could finally get a dog!

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You and Logan walked through the halls of the animal shelter, your cape dragging on the ground. Most of the dogs would flinch away from you, and it was a little upsetting. Logan kept sending sympathetic glances at you and saying you'll find one soon, which wasn't really helping but you appreciated it nonetheless.

As you walked and look at all the dogs from under your cloak, one caught your eye. It was a German Shepherd standing at the fence, wagging it's tail. You stopped beside it and Logan stepped back a bit. You bent down to eye level with it, staring into it's eyes. It stayed where it was, maintaining eye contact with you. You smile and put out your hand to pet it and it happily rubbed it's head on your palm. You grin at it and coe "What's your name, buddy?" The shelter owner walks up to Logan, "That's Edo. He's been here for nearly a year now. I've never seen him warm up to someone like this."

Logan huffs and looks back at you, "Same goes for the kid." The shelter owner smiles at him and watches you and Edo. "Hey, Logan" you say, and turn to face him "He kinda looks like you." Logan rolls his eyes as you laugh and continue petting Edo. Logan turns the owner, "Can we have the paperwork for the adoption?"

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You run through the field with Edo running behind you, barking happily. Some of the younger kids were running around too, throwing a ball for Edo to chase. Xavier and Logan watch from a balcony, the latter sipping a beer. "Hey, Professor.." Logan starts, taking a moment to think of how to word what he wanted to say. "Thank you. I don't think I've ever seen the kid happier." Xavier smiles and says "You should be thanking yourself, Logan. Y/N only started to warm up after they met you, after all." Logan tilts his head a little and sips his beer again. They both chuckle as Edo jumps on your tail and you try and get him off.

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You fall into bed, exhausted from staying up the previous day. As you watch Edo curl up at your feet you know that it was entirely worth it. Your tail circles protectively around him, and you then pass out for the next 14 hours. You wouldn't have it any other way.

[justsomerandomfanfic]

hello ! i was wondering if i could get a romantic star wars and harry potter matchup if that's alright ?

im 19 years old and bisexual. i have shoulder length wavy brown hair, and i wear glasses. im about 5'7 and pretty thin

i'm an ambivert, and can make conversation well when it's needed. i'm pretty smart but pretty slow if that makes sense 😭 on the outside, i seem quiet and reserved, but once i get to know someone, i can talk a lot. i have adhd and that can make it difficult for me to focus on one thing at a time, but overall i'm pretty good at learning new things

i play bass and collect action figures. music is a big thing in my life, as i play in a small band with a few friends from my university. some of my favorite artists are system of a down, blink-182, weezer, and slipknot. i play video games in my free time and i would say i'm not too bad at them. my love languages are physical touch, quality time, and gift giving. i love giving loved ones small things that remind me of them, and i love being close to others.

thanks so much and have a great day !

Yaya! Thank you so much for requesting this matchup!!! I hope you enjoy it! <333

Star Wars;

Rey:

🌌 You met Rey with Poe and BB-8, and you instantly felt some sort of connection with her, though it took you a while to warm up enough to her; it was the same for her too, she's got trust issues

🌌 When you did talk to her, you fell; you fell hard

🌌 It didn't take long for the two of you to confess your feelings for one another, and you both welcomed the start of a wonderful relationship

🌌 After the fall of the First Order, you and Rey finally had enough time to spend with each other, doing almost everything together

🌌 In the mornings, you'd wake up in each other's arms, laying there and just feeling at complete ease; you loved waking up in each other's arms and not having to get ready for anything or be anywhere

🌌 Rey would sometimes play with your hair, brushing her fingers through it as you hummed a song you were working on; you loved it whenever she played with your hair or braided it, it was calming and always made you feel like you belonged somewhere

🌌 When she was done with your hair, she'd wrapped her arms around your neck from behind, leaning down to place her chin on the top of your head; you especially loved when you'd tilt your head up and meet your lips with hers

🌌 You love training with Rey, her sometimes letting you use her lightsaber, and teaching you how to use it; she would wrap her arms around you, her hands covering yours on the hilt of the saber as she softly tells you how to swing or even cut a boulder in half

🌌 If you are ever stressed about something, Rey would just take you in her arms, softly squeezing you; you would do the same for Rey, taking her in your arms, listening to her heartbeat slow and finally calm

🌌 Rey thinks you are the greatest person in the galaxy, she says that to you every day, making sure that you know it (she's smitten), but most importantly that she loves you; she loves you so much that she feels like she has no room to breathe or exist without you in her life, she loves the way you make her feel safe, she can't imagine a world where she wouldn't have you by her side; she's never been happier in her entire life

--

Harry Potter;

Sirius Black:

🐾 You had known of Sirius through Remus, an old friend of yours who was married to your best friend Nymphadora, also known as Dora to close friends like you

🐾 You finally met him after he escaped, during the battle, having saved his life; for you, once your eyes met his, it was love at first sight

🐾 Sirius didn't know what to really think of you at first, he was very thankful and grateful for you saving his life, but when he got to know you, he thought that perhaps there was something more to you than what meets the eye

🐾 Sirius found the age gap to be… A bit awkward, him being seventeen years older than you, but he wasn't sure if it was a good idea to start anything with you; though when you looked at him… Sirius felt himself starting to melt; no matter how hard he tried, there was something about you that just made him want to be near you and spend all day with you

🐾 Eventually, the two of you began a relationship, and it was perfect; although not everything went according to plan at first, you couldn't ask for anyone else, Sirius was charming, sweet, funny and so much better than you ever imagined

🐾 After the battle, and after some healing on both your parts, Harry moved in with you and Sirius; it was fun having the kid around, and it was bittersweet when he left to find a place of his own with Ginny (the wedding was beautiful)

🐾 Sirius loved buying you things, a small habit he had gotten over the years, but he loved the smile you would get on your face whenever he bought you something new or thoughtful; whether that be a new journal, new quills, or even a Muggle Bass, you loved all the gifts he gave you

🐾 He even bought you a radio once where you would listen to music often, Sirius taking you in his arms and swaying with you to the classical music; you loved feeling his arms around you, the way your head fit perfectly into the crook of his neck and shoulders, the way he smelled like lavender, mahogany wood, and his own natural musk

🐾 One of your favorite things about Sirius is his hair, you loved how long, curly, and black it is; you loved to run your fingers through it while you were read on the couch; Sirius's head laying on your lap, his eyes closed and a blissful smile on his face, (most of the time he'd lay in your lap as a dog, which you thought was funny yet sweet)

🐾 You love learning new things with Sirius, especially if he taught you them, like the constellations, the meaning behind some of his tattoos, or even the little secrets he had tucked away inside his heart; you loved hearing old stories from his time at Hogwarts, learning about James, Peter, Remus, and himself

🐾 You loved Sirius unconditionally, always believing in his goodness and always willing to help him, no matter what; Sirius loved you to the moon and back, and never failed to remind you every morning and night of that fact, no one could compare to you

[sammyluvr]

ooh i saw the ask game just now.

I'm an english teacher and i teach kids of age 11-17 and im getting my degree to teach english literature at uni level so I think I'll vibe well with either sam or cas bec dean will most probably tease my ass off😭

sam because i think he'd love to read different books and discuss how some authors choose to write a certain way or we can also argue over our favourite genre. me personally, I'd like to discuss james joyce with him yknw. i think he'll like his way of writing (he started this new "stream of conscious" technique with interior monologues and characters sort of unreeling themselves)

with cas i think it'd be more fun, like maybe he met(?) some of my favourite authors back in the day and like how he also agrees with me on how shakespeare's a little overrated bec he has seen him working in real time and someone else should have gotten that hype 😭 or he'd tell me about this particular author who never published his work and how it could've changed everything about the early romantics era..

my god did i geek out on it a lot 😭😭

♡

NO BUT I LOVE THISSS !! you are always more than welcome to geek out in my inbox <333

and i think you're so right!!! i think both of them are highly interested in discussing literature, especially if you're super knowledgeable about it! they both love learning new things and having in depth conversations and literature is perfect for that <33

ugh i especially like the idea of cas knowing about books that were never published that's so fun to think about !!

ask game ; what would your fav spn character like about you ??

[narryffdreaming]

so good to hear that you are doing well, i’ve been thinking about your stories from time to time. the first time i read the first part of a toast to the future i was on a train to paris and i always associate that train ride with this story - silly i know but it also shows how good your writing is! i can’t wait to read the maisy and harry story. i remember reading a 1. part of it a few years ago!! hows life for you been? do you still work at that volleyball place? how is it going with your degree? life has been good for me, lot less travel because i have a baby :)) but yeah probably going to mallorca again early summer as always - thats it. oh and you should definitely come to switzerland at some point! i don’t now if you like winter but its the most magical in the mountains when it has lots of snow so.. anyways so glad i found your blog again and so excited to read maisy and harrys story and come back and tell you all my thoughts about it if thats ok! ill use this emoji 🌄 so you’ll know its me :))

omg yess, i totally remember you telling me you were in paris 🥹 didn't you walk past a guerlain store and tried to send me a picture but couldn't? because that got 100% stuck in my mind <3 and it's not silly, please! as someone who still remembers fanfics I've read yearsssss ago, you have absolutely no idea how much this means to me! it makes me incredibly happy (and I'll even sit down and write a little later today because it's also motivating and inspiring, lol).

and noo, i don't work there anymore! my internship ended last december, then i graduated in january, and in february i started teaching english/spanish to make some money until i figure out where i want to work. i also got my license to practice psychology a few weeks ago and im specializing in sports psychology, so hopefully eventually I'll find a way to connect art + psychology for a living :)) so yeah, not a lot going on but also there's a lot going on!! lol

also congrats?? a baby?? that's amazing! i know maternity can be a touchy subject so idk how to properly react but i hope you're doing well and getting enough sleep and that baby's good as well <333 im jealous you're going to mallorca i miss it soooooo much sometimes! definitely think about moving back there more often than i should. and id LOVE to go to switzerland and see the snow, omg what a dream. been only to the airport there like 10 years ago but i remember about it like it was yesterday lol

please please please come back and share your thoughts with me!! I'll be waiting :))))))

[shunshuntaiga]

Awww </3 stupid blue hellsite, eating my messages. whatever, it's not like you missed much, it was the usual suburra insanity lol. I really did, it's one of the best written english suburra fics. Tysm for sharing it. And I think it's normal to be a little unsure when finally posting any art because you, as the person making it, can always see it for what it can be, all the little improvements. But the readers see it for what it is, which in the case of your fic is: a goddamn beautiful story. <33 Ooo, you're absolutely right. The Adami family definitely takes pride in their legacy of always producing strong, commanding Alphas, or at the least Betas. And we can also tie Aurelia being an omega to his mom's death... Like, his dad makes him think that if he were born an alpha there wouldn't have been complications at his birth, so his mom would still be alive. And I know Livia loves him, but you cannot tell me that low-key she doesn't see him as her inferior because he is an omega. Classic, cheesy, who care? If it ain't broke, don't fix it. I got an idea... Ok, so Aurelia has been abusing inhibitors his whole life, so maybe he's never had a heat. So when he's alone with Spadi (maybe the ep with the mud baths) his supressants stop working for some reason (cough*fallinginlove*cough) and he gets his first one. And normally omegas can power through, but since he's supressed them for so long, it hits him as if he's having all the heats he missed. It's angsty af because it hurts him mentally and physically. Spadi doesn't know at first what's going on, but when he figures it out, he's afraid Aurelia might die. So yada yada, some denial later, they hook up. And of course Aureliano gets knocked up because the universe loves to fuck with them. And he doesn't tell Spadi because he's emotionally constipated and also so deep in the closet he has the right to vote in fucking Narnia. Which makes everything that happens in ep 9 sooo much worse. :') OH GOD, YOU'RE BIRLLIANT!! OF COURSE THEIR DAUGHTER WOULD BE RUBINA, OF COURSE!! also, in true wlw/mlm solidarity, Spadi and Angelica are each other's beards for Aureliano and Nadia. *Me, someone who refuses the last episode of the show because I don't have the emotional stability*: Ok, but what if we take the finale... and make it a THOUSAND TIMES WORSE?? 👀 At one point he wishes he would go numb, but Aure dying in his arms always hurts, no matter how many times it has happened before. And of course Spadi would blame himself, because he always sees any bad thing that happens as his fault (i hate his family so so much). And obviously the way out of the time loop is him finally accepting that the faith of the world is not on his shoulders and he deserves to be happy. But Aureliano needs to convince him of it once he starts also remembering the loop, which... easier said than done. Ooooh, now WHY would you do this to me??? Yes, sure.... let's add the angst of Aure dying in tears because he knows how much pain he is causing Spadi with each iteration, why not?? "But Spadì is almost praying that it’s not, because he can’t imagine any timeline where Aurelia isn’t by his side"-- *reads this*... *immediately starts building time machine so I can go back to kindegarten and stop my teacher from teaching me how to read* This is horrible... thank you <333 Awww, thank you!! High praise, coming from a genius such as yourself. 😌 OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!! YOU'RE STARTED WRITING IT, OH MY GOD!!! ILYSM 😳  duuude, lmfaooo.... istg i have a gift/curse because... for real, all my internet friends have at least once started writing insane/feral fics because of some idea I implanted into their heads :))) Good luck with the story!! I can't wait to see what you come up with. <33

Asksbfkdk I definitely would not say it's one of best English language fics for suburra, I mean, have you READ some of them??? Suburra fic writers go hard lol

Oh the mud baths being where it all starts is so good....... OR.... Hear me out, after Lele's death. When Aurelia has that heart to heart with Spadino about how he doesn't want to loose him. All those feelings he's repressed come bubbling up to the surface and his heat kicks in? Absolute disaster. Truth be told its just because I love Aurelia with the wing tattoos and beard the best, and that'd how I like to imagine him when I'm reading/writing.

*he's so deep in the closet he has voting rights in Naria* lmao yes he does. The poor sweet boy.

Oh OH but imagine if it did start at the mud baths, and then the 'hook up' could happen when Spadì kisses him for the first time (backseat, parking lot hook-up that leads to pregnancy?? It's so perfect in a slightly nasty way)

Season three finale? We don't know her lol we also can't forget the obvious time loop where Spadino sacrifices himself at the junkyard instead of Aurè. And IMAGINE if thats the loop where Aurelia starts to remember things...!!!

Also a scene where our poor Spadì gets drunk because he can't take it anymore, and spills everything to Aurelia

"No matter what I do it always ends the same way, where I'm on that fucking boat and you're dead in my arms!"

It's definitely quite the endeavor to write that's for sure, but the idea is just SO GOOD and there's so much room for perfect angst and hurt/comfort

I probably have to go rewatch the last couple of episodes to get the timeline right so I know where to diverge the plot.

[carlsainz]

𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 – 𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒙 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒄𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆

summary: your friendship was perfect, until it wasn’t.

pairing: alex turcotte x reader

warnings: none

a/n: okayyyy guess who’s back!!! i’m definitely nervous as hell because i haven’t been writing lately and this was a challenge for me but i really hope you like it. thanks to my baby reghi @tencrushesperday for reading and helping me while writing <333 so that’s it, enjoy and please let me know what you think !!

word count: 2,5k

lowercase intended

being in love with your best friend isn’t easy. at all. after knowing alex back in that summer while both were working at the theatre , your life turned upside down but in a good way.

•

you were bored in the theatre, the movement almost nonexistent, when your manager called your name. beside her, was a boy around your age and looking very good.

“y/n, this is alex and he’s going to work with you during the summer,” cara explained.

“hey alex!” you exclaimed. you’d finally have some company.

he blushed and waved at you, smiling and showing two deep dimples.

when cara left, he approached you and said “did you know palace theatre always keeps two seats open for the ghosts to sit in?”

“really?” you asked. “how did you know that?”

“well i just love random facts and didn’t know what to say,” he admitted.

“that’s cute, i like it,” you replied. “but i’m terrified of ghosts so please let’s not talk about them.”

alex just laughed and nodded, asking you to teach him how to do basic things there.

•

by the middle of the summer, you and alex were best friends, totally inseparable. you loved to do shenanigans, and it was in the middle of a boring afternoon that an idea popped on your mind.

“hey,” you got his attention. “we should get matching tattoos.”

“mom is gonna kill me,” he answered.

“so what?”

“ouch!”

“i’m just kidding,” you laughed. “but not about getting matching tattoos.”

he sighed and said “‘k, i’m in. what do you think we should get?”

“maybe yin and yang because we’re kinda each other’s balance,” you suggested.

“that’s actually perfect,” the boy said. “we should do them today after work.”

and that’s the story of how you ended up with matching tattoos on your little fingers as a proof of your friendship.

his cute little dimples were absolutely enchanting and his smile the prettiest in the world in your opinion. at first, it was just friendship. the conversation flew easily, you loved his jokes and the way he could talk about literally anything. he made working easy and joyful and it was the best summer of your life.

at the end of the summer, he had to return to his life and to hockey, but you kept texting every single day. you knew everything about each other, literally everything. it was the perfect friendship, until it wasn’t.

it all started when alex started playing for the kings and you moved in with him to study at ucla. the domesticity of living with your best friend started doing things to your head and, within a few months, you realized you were in love with him. alex turcotte, your turtle, your damn best friend.

of course alex noticed how you were acting all weird around him and, inside his head, he thought he did something wrong. while you were freaking out on a daily basis because of your feelings, alex was feeling the same but for way longer. it was something that was bothering him since that first summer and he simply couldn’t say anything because he was completely scared of losing you.

everything has changed in the middle of another summer after alex’s rookie season. you were with the ntdp boys in Michigan and someone suggested you all should go to a party and that’s where you are now, getting drunk with alex and the boys and dancing like your life depends on it.

the first beat of your favorite song dropped and you immediately grabbed alex’s arm.

“turtle, let’s dance with me!” you screamed on his ear so he could hear you over the music.

he just smiled and nodded, going with you and never dropping your hand. in a calmer spot, you stood in front of him and and put your arms around his neck, while he didn’t know what to do with his hands.

with your mind kind of fogged, you simply stood on your tiptoes and whispered “you can touch me, you know.”

alex felt his face burning while you disentangled your arms from his neck to guide his hands to your hips. “way better,” you commented.

he automatically squeezed your hips, bringing you closer and you started swaying them in the rhythm of the music. the tension between you and alex grew with the music and by the end of it, you were looking at each other, gaze averting from eyes to lips.

turcs bent down and touched your nose with his, his hands gripping your waist now. “kiss me, alex,” you whispered and he only heard because of your proximity.

his lips finally touched yours and it was like the world was slowly fading into dust around you two. his touch was soft and his lips hungry yet, somehow, gentle. your fingers got lost in his hair and he brought you even close as if it was possible.

you spent some time just kissing and only stopped to breathe. you, once again, stood on your tiptoes and provoked him “who would’ve imagined turtle was such a good kisser, huh.”

he smiled, showing his dimples, and you kissed them tenderly. he blushed and you found that completely adorable, while alex wanted to dig a hole on the ground and disappear.

“you wanna go back to the lake house?” he asked.

“yeah.”

he held your hand and went to the place where the other boys were and quickly told them you were going back home because you weren’t feeling very well. they all were worried about you but alex convinced them he could take care of you.

turcs called an uber and you two looked like two teenagers, giggling and holding hands in the backseat of the car. it didn’t take long for you to arrive at the lake house and you went directly to the backyard to sit in one of the adirondacks, where you kept kissing and whispering sweet nothings into each other’s ears.

“do you think that this, us… do you think it could ever… be something more?” alex asked.

“i’ve waited to hear this for so, so long, turtle,” you said, smiling from ear to ear.

he smiled, caressing your cheek. “so what’s going to be?”

“i’m pretty sure we can be something more,” you giggled.

“yeah?”

“yeah, mr turkey turtle.”

he laughed and the sound was like your favorite song ever. you’ve spent the rest of the night that way until the guys arrived and you had to hide once again like two teenagers so they couldn’t see you.

in spite of all that happened, when you woke up the next morning, last night was just a big blur for you two. the kisses and words all forgotten, a distant dream or something.

the next day was spent in the dark because of the hangover and soon the summer ended. you were back to your normal lives and to the old feelings, blind to what happened on that beautiful summer night.

now you were almost screaming on the window while studying for a test and that’s exactly when alex opens the front door.

“hey y/n, i brought us sushi for dinner-” he stopped seeing you on the verge of tears. “what happened?”

“just school stuff, i don’t want a degree anymore, turtle,” you started crying.

alex just dropped his duffel bag on the ground, put the food on the sink and sat by your side at the kitchen island.

“you’re just tired, darling, do you want a hug?”

you only nodded and he involved you with his arms, your head resting on the crook of his neck while you cried and he whispered gentle things, making you cry even harder because you started thinking that that man would never be more than a friend.

he held you until you stopped crying, only sniffling. he disentangled his arms from you and looked right into your arms, softly smiling just because he knew you liked his dimples.

“thanks alex, you’re the best friend one could ever ask for,” you said and it was like you were stabbing him right in the heart, but he only kept smiling and started redoing your messy ponytail.

“you need to take a break, let’s eat something while we watch how i met your mother, what do you think?”

you sniffled once again “yeah, we can do that.”

turcs grabbed your hand, helping you stand up and go to the living room and while you sat at the sofa, he went back to the kitchen to grab the food.

you put on your favorite episode and he sat beside you, handing you the food. you ate silently, just laughing at the funny parts. when both of you finished, you paused the episode you were currently watching and discarded the trash, going back to the sofa and curling yourself at turcs’ side.

it was a common thing between you two. you’ve always been emotional and alex was your harbor. whenever you feel defenseless or small, you curl against his side and he protectively throws an arm around you. it’s always been like this, but this time seemed different. it felt more… familiar and it hurts.

you watched three more episodes until alex started yawning and both of you went to sleep.

“sleepover?” alex asked.

“yeah, just let me get ready.”

another tradition of yours. it was common for both of you to sleep on the same bed in times like these, because you tend to have nightmares when you’re too tired and alex always calms you down.

as the days passed, it became harder and harder to fight against all the feelings, especially to alex. his friends on the team didn’t know what to do anymore and, as a last resort, decided to arrange a blind date for him. of course alex didn’t know where he was going and why, but there, he ended up having fun with brianna, one of the guys’ cousin and after a couple months, they were officially dating.

when the news reached your ears, it wasn’t alex telling you. it was one of the kings wags, in the middle of a little get together. you felt like the world was dissolving while thousands of knives stabbed your whole body. you faked a smile and, after a few minutes, left saying you weren’t feeling very well.

meanwhile, alex was truly happy with brianna, the feelings for you in the past. or at least that’s what he thought.

you stopped going to his games, just to avoid seeing her at the box and started getting more miserable every passing day. it was now a common thing to see you locked in your room, crying and listening to taylor swift. even the guys were worried about you.

after one of the practices, they cornered alex to ask him what he had done to you and he was totally blind to the reason until fiala said “my girl said she bet she’s in love with you, when did it start?”

alex tried to remember. “i think it was when i started dating bri.”

“are you dumb or what, kid?” another one said. “of course she’s in love with you,” and everyone agreed.

“what do i do now?”

“you break up with brianna and go chase your dream girl, we all know you’ve been in love with her for longer than you can recall.”

he nodded and thanked his teammates. at his car, he called brianna and said they needed to talk. it was after dinner he told her they should break up and explained the reason to be completely honest with the girl. of course bri wasn’t happy, but thanked his honesty and they ended up in good terms.

meanwhile, you were once again crying your heart out after class sitting at your favorite spot at the beach all by yourself. how could you be so dumb to ever think that one day you and alex would be more than friends? now he’s dating the perfect sweet girl just like him and-

your thoughts were interrupted by alex’s voice.

“i knew i would find you here,” he smiled, sitting by your side.

you didn’t have the strength to even disguise your tears so you just looked at him, your heart breaking even more just at the bare sight of him.

“why aren’t you with brianna right now? i thought you were going to have a dinner together.”

“yeah we did, but we broke up,” he simply said.

“what? why?”

“she’s not the girl of my dreams and i couldn’t keep doing that with her.”

“but- but she’s perfect for you, you’re sweet together and-“

“i don’t want someone that looks just like me, y/n/n,” he said. “i want someone to complete me, my balance.”

after saying that, he put your pinkies together, the tattoos completing each other like you.

“you know, i’m in love with you for so long, since we were younger and i know it’s a risk to confess my feelings because i don’t know you feel the same but-“ you started interrupting his rant and he asked you to wait. “i love you since i’m 14 years old and if you asked me to jump off of a bridge that first summer, i would’ve done that without questioning you. every moment with you is a core memory, lately they’re sad ones but still. you’re such a bright person, you deserve someone who loves and worships you and i’m completely ready to do it since we were teenagers full of things to discover. please know that i don’t want a perfect person that’s just like me, i want you and your mess, because your mess is mine too. i want you even when you slap me in the arm if i breathe too loudly when you’re stressed, i want you on days when you don’t feel like talking to anyone. but above all of this, i want you when you feel unlovable, i want to show you how easy to love you are, how adorable, how empathic and helpful you are. i just want you.”

at the end, you were ugly crying like a baby, alex still holding your hand. you were completely speechless while alex nervously smiled.

“i love you, turtle. even though i can’t say anything right now, but that’s your fault,” you said, making him laugh.

“so you want to be perfectly imperfect with me?”

“of course i want to,” you replied and cried even harder, the moon, stars and the sea as testimonies of your love.

he kissed you and it was so delicate, the salty tears adding something special to your first kiss. suddenly, alex stopped.

“what happened?”

“are you feeling the familiarity too?”

“yeah,” you replied.

“when we were at the lake house, i had a crazy dream where we kissed for the whole night-“ you interrupted him.

“i had the exact same dream.”

“well, i don’t think it was a dream anymore,” he said and smiled.

“it’s so crazy to think it all could’ve been different if only we remembered that night.”

“sad too, but everything happens for a reason and we’ll be very happy from now on.”

and he was more than right, your story was just beginning and happiness was present in every single moment of it.

[maybege]

Oooo so many good prompts to choose from but I think…

277! With Paz!

Maybe tying his hands up behind his head and teasing him. Rolling your hips across his, rubbing your clit right in front of his face, leaning down to kiss him but as soon as he starts to kiss back pulling away.

He gets all grumbly and starts growling- his eyes darkening and getting feral. His biceps bulging as he strains against the rope- cursing himself for teaching you how to tie knots. His breathing all heavy, lifting you ontop of his chest as his lungs fill with oxygen.

Maybe he breaks the bed frame? Idk thoughts?

Hehehe I can’t wait! But take your time if you have other requests! 😘 Love you!❤️

First of all I want to thank you both for sending in such a lovely request (tagging @clydesducktape so you'll get the notif!) because they together so wonderfully! And what better AU to fit them into than the Calmer AU with beloved alpha!Paz because (fun fact!) for the OG story line I had a very similar idea that I put aside as the story progressed but then I get these asks here and I am like 👀👀 "time to dust off the keyboard!". Either way, I hope you will enjoy this piece, let me know what you think!

Tied Up

Summary: You and Paz get rid of a disagreement in a rather unconventional way. (set in Calm)

Pairing: alpha!Paz Vizsla x omega!fem!Reader

Wordcount: 3.0k | Rating: E (18+ only!)

Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, explicit sexual content, bondage (?), the tiniest hint of dubcon that gets resolved very quickly, oral sex (m receiving, degradation (f receiving), dirty talk, choking (consensual), cream pie, knotting

Prompts: #3"I'd hold onto something if I were you." #33 "I just want to please you." #333 "I love to see you squirm, now I want to hear you moan." #277 "I can't hold back anymore."

masterlist | crossposted on AO3

“Something’s wrong,” you muttered, frowning as you fiddled with a loose thread on a shirt you were embroidering.

“What is it?” Chants asked.

You had decided to spend your lunch break by walking from the local school to the healing tent and keeping your friend company while he tidied up his inventory.

“It’s Paz,” you admitted quietly, “Ever since we came home, he has been –“

“Absolutely in love with you?” your friend provided, sniffing a string of herbs before grimacing.

Your shoulders fell. “Tense, actually,” you put the fabric on your lap, “Really tense.”

Chants tilted his head. “Are you sure?” he asked, “I have never seen an alpha as in love with his omega as he is with you.”

“I know,” you sighed, instantly feeling bad that you had doubted your alpha’s feelings, “It’s not that he is not affectionate. But he is … stressed. All the time. I don’t know what is going on and I don’t think he is ready to share it yet and –“

Chants hummed, putting the herb in a jar and storing it away. “Maybe he is tired of carrying the pleasure.”

“What?”

“It’s something I noticed when I worked as a calmer,” he explained, “Sometimes alphas are just … tired, I guess? And then they need someone else to pull the strings in the bedroom department.”

You frowned, “You mean …?”

“You know,” he shimmied his shoulders, “Spice it up a little, maybe? Tie him to the bed and make him feel good, I don’t know, whatever floats your boat.”

“I never,” you swallowed, feeling insecurity flooding you, “I never really, uh, do something like that. I – I am not even sure I want to.”

Chants shrugged and you felt even worse. “I’m just saying what worked for me. Who knows, maybe your alpha just had a bad day?”

*

As soon as the door swung open, you sat up in bed. “Alpha!”

Paz’s figure filled out the doorway completely and his scent immediately filled the room. Your smile disappeared when you noticed the frustration and exhaustion that radiated off him.

He did not say anything as he entered the room but the way he stomped over to the table was enough to let you know that this had been another bad day. In a long line of bad days.

“Thought you’d be asleep already,” he grunted, “It’s late.”

“I, uh, I wanted to wait for you,” you revealed with a smile, your hands fiddling with the lace on your nightgown. You wondered if he noticed that it was new. That you had bought it only for him. “How, uh, how was your day?”

You watched as he started to undress, piece after piece of his armour landing on the table while he said nothing.

“Alpha,” you murmured, sitting up on your knees as he walked towards the bed. His eyes did not meet yours and your heart fell when you saw the dark circles under his eyes.

“Not now,” he mumbled, sitting down heavily with his face in his hands, “Let’s just ... let’s just sleep, ‘mega, yes?”

You huffed, lying down with your back to him while he blew out the candle. Chants’ words did not leave you that night.

*

The moment you woke up and still felt Paz fast asleep behind you, you knew that this was your chance. You snuck out of bed, your feet silent on the plush carpets he had gotten for you when you had moved in with him.

Outside, the sun was slowly rising and illuminated your home with golden light. Your eyes found the silk scarves you had set out to embroider for the colder season and you realized that they would be the perfect tool for what you had in mind.

Paz was still sprawled on his back, his chest rising and falling with deep breaths and you forced yourself to attune yourself to him. There was no reason to be nervous, right?

Right?

Carefully, you lifted his hand to the bedpost, fiddling with the fabric in your hand. He was still fast asleep and you found yourself doubting if this was such a good idea. But before you could pull your hand back, his big hand snapped shut around your wrist and you flinched.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“I, uh, wanted to surprise you?” you asked, watching the way one of his eyes blinked open. He sounded groggy, still, and your eyes slid to the way his muscles bulged ad he raised his other hand to the bed post.

“My omega wants to be in charge?” he chuckled, sounding a tad bit too amused for your liking.

“I can be in charge,” you protested, your heart skipping a beat at the way his grin and legs widened as soon as the words had left your mouth. He was completely bare and you gulped when you saw his cock looking a little less soft than it usually did.

“Sure thing, love,” he grinned, relaxing into the pillows, “Show me what you can do.”

Your breath hitched, “Really?”

He laughed, “Really. Now tie those knots and get back into bed, ‘mega.”

The soft fabric was slippery between your fingers as you tried to hastily get the knots together. Somewhere in the back of your mind you tried to remember that one time Paz had tried to teach you how to tie a proper knot but, in your desire-fuelled speed you were sure you had skipped one or five steps.

But Paz did not seem to mind. His eyes followed you as you climbed between his legs, pushing he blankets to the side until it was just you two on the bed. Your heart was beating so fast you started to feel faint, overwhelmed by the prospect of being the one in charge.

But you just wanted to please him.

Paz titled his head, the line between his brows more prominent and you took a deep breath, bracing your hands on his thighs before he could ask what was wrong.

“I just want to please you,” you whispered finally, leaning down to kiss your way up his strong thighs. Your nails lightly scraped over the sensitive skin and you could see his cock twitch and felt your heart skip a beat.

“You’re always pleasing me, omega,” he replied, his breath hitching when your hand slid over his other thigh before cupping his balls. They felt heavy and you leant forward, your nose bumping against his shaft.

“You’ve been distant though,” you pouted, licking a long stripe up his cock. His hips rose off the bed and you smiled when you heard him curse.

He was fully hard now, his cock resting against his belly and your pussy clenched around nothing when you remembered what it felt like to have him inside you. But that was not what you were here for.

“I thought you didn’t want me anymore,” you confessed before letting a drop of saliva land on his cock, closing your hand around him and pumping him once, twice –

“I always want you,” he grunted, his voice low and guttural, “Sometimes so much, it hurts to be away from you.”

His hips rose just as you closed your lips around the tip of him, his actions driving his cock deeper into your mouth and you choked, stretching out your tongue to make more space and the sound that left Paz was enough to send a wave of wetness down your folds. He tasted salty, drops of precome spreading over your taste buds and you swallowed, trying to fit around him in any way possible.

“Shit, I forgot how good you look gagging on my cock,” Paz commented, sounding way too put together considering how far he was down your throat, “And you love it, don’t you?”

You hummed around him, pushing down further before becoming up for air. Your fingers were covered in drool from where it was gathering around the base of his cock and the corners of your mouth felt way too stretched but you also could not ignore the pulsing between your legs.

You wiggled your hips, trying to somehow get more (any) pressure on your clit which resulted in you ungraciously humping the air. You kept moving your head, trying to take him deeper and pump your fingers around what you could not fit your lips around.

Paz groaned, “C��mon, love, straddle my leg, that’s a good girl. Rub your pretty cunt all over my leg like, fuck – there we go.”

You whimpered, the pressure on your clit absolute bliss paired with the smell of his arousal. Your brain felt foggy and you hiked up your night gown around your hips, allowing yourself more movement as you ground against his leg.

Why had you never done this before? It felt exhilarating, pleasing him this way and getting to be pleased by it.

“You really thought you could be in charge, huh, little one?” he teased you, “Now look at you, humping my leg like a good little omega.”

You hummed, running your tongue over the prominent vein on his shaft and smiling around him when he grunted. Your hips moved of their own accord and you felt your juices streaking on his leg, his mocking words fuelling the fire in your core even more.

He bounced his leg, just once, and you gasped, your hands flying to his hips to hold yourself steady. “Paz!”

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” he asked, looking down on his cock and you got even wetter. How could he be tied up and still so demanding of attention, of authority? Everything about him was intoxicating from his voice to the way his hands clenched around the scarves and his big thighs seemed to cage you in.

Your hands splayed over his thighs again and you leaned down again, laving at him.

“I can't hold back anymore,” Paz muttered suddenly, his voice sounding more and more strained and you felt triumph wash over you.

“I don’t want you to,” you murmured against his cock, looking up at him through your lashes, “I want you to let go, Paz, please just … whatever you need, take it from me.”

He groaned at your words and you sank your mouth back on his shaft, gagging before pulling back up. At this point, you were sure you were dripping on his leg the way you were dripping saliva all over his cock.

There was a splintering sound and you flinched, pulling off his cock and resting your weight on his thigh. You glanced up, finding that Paz had, quite literally, broken free.

“I’ll get it repaired,” he grunted as he threw the piece of broken wood and scarf to the side. His eyes were dark as they fixated on you and your heart skipped a beat in anticipation, “I'd hold onto something if I were you.”

You squeaked, leaning back as if to escape him but he grinned, lunging forward and before you knew it you were on your back, your alpha above you and his knees widening your legs for him. "I love to see you squirm, but now I want to hear you moan,” he rumbled, his body caging you in.

His hand closed around your throat and you gasped, your hand flying on top of his to keep him there. “Alpha,” you wriggled, feeling his cock rest against your belly, “Please, I want you.”

“Tell me,” he growled, his nose gliding along your jawline as his breath washed over your neck, “Did you really think you could be the one in charge, hm? Ordering your alpha around?”

Your answer turned into a whine when his nose brushed over your scent gland, slowly scenting you over and over again while your throat was still in his grip.

“I thought as much,” he chuckled, “But I think you just need a fat cock in that little cunt of yours, hm? How does that sound?”

Heavenly, you wanted to reply but all you managed to do was to spread your legs even more, wanting to feel him against you in the best way. His hips moved slightly, rubbing his shaft through your folds and bumping against your clit.

“Tell me when I need to stop,” he whispered, softly kissing you as his fingers flexed around your throat, “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“It’s okay,” you breathed, arching your back, “Please, alpha, I can take it.”

“Stars, you’re desperate,” he mocked you and you whimpered, “All of this just to get your pussy filled, my my, how needy you are.”

He sat up between your legs and you whined, wanting to follow him. “Stay down,” he instructed you, leaving no space for questions and you did, sinking back into the soft mattress.

You gasped when his fingers circled your clit, his thumb rubbing over it again and again until you were shaking under his touch. Your walls fluttered around nothing and you bit your lip, your head filled with thoughts what it felt like to have him inside you again.

“You’re soaking,” he murmured, using his fingers to gently spread your pussy lips apart, “You think you are ready to take me? You know how tight this pussy grips me sometimes.”

You nodded, trying to lift your hips and he grinned, the way your pussy soaked his fingertips apparently answer enough.

He pushed inside you, his tip slowly parting you and you gasped, your mouth opening wide. It did not lose its novelty, the feeling of him inside you, and you breathed deeply, your walls clenching around him even before his tips was fully inside you.

Paz looked so focussed, his brows low as he looked down to where he stretched you apart and as if that wasn’t hot enough, his hand tightened around your neck, his thumb brushing over your scent gland in the process.

Your eyes rolled back in your head.

“There we go,” he praised you quietly, “Breathe for me, love, breathe.”

And you did. His fingers weren’t tight enough by far to cut off your air flow but you still held your breath, feeling like his cock was punching their air out of your lungs. “You’re so big,” you breathed, your voice weak from pleasure, “Alpha, you’re –“

“I know,” he soothed you, leaning down to softly kiss your cheek as his hips kept working him inside you, “My cock is too big for you, hm?”

You nodded, your walls fluttering around him as his shaft stroked that spot inside of you.

“Don’t worry,” he whispered, his teeth catching on your lobe, “I’ll make it fit.”

A whimper left you and you threw your arms around his neck, forcing him to let go of your neck. He breathed deeply, his hips snapping against your faster and harder as he almost held you up just by sheer force of will, pressing your entire bodies together.

“I love you so much, ‘mega,” he whispered burying his face in your neck as his cock reached even deeper, “I’m gonna fill you so good and then I am going to spend the rest of the day making you come on my knot.”

The mention of his knot was what had you on the edge, the muscles in your inner thighs spasming as your walls fluttered and clenched around him, your juices dripping on the bedding underneath you.

“Alpha, please,” you breathed, “I want – want your knot, please –“

He growled, his hips speeding up and before you knew it, all the muscle in your bodies relaxed, your pushy clamping around him as you bit into his shoulders, trying to keep quiet in the early morning hours.

“Stars, you’re tight,” he cursed and you could feel the base of him swelling, his knot catching on your walls until he stilled, his cock reaching as deep as ever. You were still coming around him when he came inside you, his come being stopped from escaping you by his knot.

Your lower belly felt strangely full and with his knot growing to its full size. Paz huffed, resting his weight on top of you and you giggled when his stubble brushed over your cheek. His hand came up  to cup your other cheek and he rested his forehead against yours, your noses brushing against each other.

“I am sorry I have been avoiding you, omega,” he murmured, gently rolling over until he was on his back and you were on top of him. Your legs fell to his sides and you stretched your neck, wanting to kiss him even more now.

“I’m just worried,” you explained, running your hand over his stubble and to his scent gland, “Ever since we came back you have been so distant and I wasn’t sure if maybe – maybe you regretted your decision to be with me?”

You voice got quieter towards the end and you cursed yourself for how feeble you sounded but when you saw the pain in Paz’s eyes you knew that all your worries had been unnecessary.

“Omega,” he started, his voice breaking, “I have never regretted my decision to be with you and I never will. You are the best thing that ever happened to me and I,” he sighed, letting his head fall into the pillows and you shuffled up, going as far as the knot would allow you to without hurting you, “The truth is, I have been so tense because these meetings are keeping me away from you. I just – They frustrate me endlessly and not having you there makes it even worse.”

He took a deep breath, kissing your temple, “I should not have taken it out on you, ‘mega, and I am sorry. I promise to do better in the future.”

“Just …” you filled with his warrior’s seal that was still around your neck, “Just let me know next time, yes? I can’t stand to see you not feeling well.”

He smiled, the corner of his eyes crinkling, “I promise, I will. In fact,” he shifted, his fingers pulling you closer by your chin, “I will take the day off today and spend it with you. How does that sound?”

You laughed into his kiss, “That sounds wonderful, alpha.”

[quoththe-ravenn]

Oooo saw you write for Corrupt Sydney and I had a magnificent idea. You know how PC has to corrupt Sydney by doing lewd things and such? Well, this technically goes against canon or whatever but how about a fem!PC that unintentionally corrupted m!Sydney while she stayed pure and holy? Sydney only finds it fitting to get back at her for doing this to him, but he's much more upfront about teaching her the rush that comes with all these lewd behaviors <333

omg anon your brain is so huge I'm sweating. Sorry this has taken so long but irl problems came up. The entire time though I have been writing this scene in my head so HERE YOU GO. <3 <3

TW for corruption (kink?), dubcon, virginity

This got a lot longer than I planned so I put the rest under the cut!

You hadn't meant to do it, Sydney knows. You're too sweet, too innocent for that. But, well-

How could his mind not turn toward lust around you? How could his eyes not linger on your legs as you crossed and uncrossed them while studying? His lips not part when you bent over to retrieve something, your skirt just barely covering your sweet little pussy?

His dick not strain against his pants when you'd stretch your back, the buttons on your shirt straining to stay in place against your pert breasts?

The first time he touched himself to your image, he was glad he had chosen a time when nobody was home. He was overwhelmingly loud when his cum hit the phone in his hand, the image of his cum on your face made him hard all over again.

A touch to his shoulder makes him jump, makes him realize how tight his pants feel. He shifts to cover himself, turning to both face you and keep you from seeing how you affect him.

You look at him with a small pout, brows furrowed softly in concern. Your eyes burn into him, (pure, too pure), asking if he's okay silently. You know better than to speak during one of Jordan's sermons, you're just so good.

A sigh escapes his lips, and he pushes his black hair out of his face; he had changed it for you, had hoped you would notice him the way he always noticed you. It was also the reason why his clothes were fitting a bit tighter these days.

He's about to give a non-committal response when you lean in close, whispering just loud enough for him to hear. "You look stressed today. Is there any way I can help?"

His breath catches, images of you bent over and stuffed full of his cock running rampant in his mind.

His tongue wets his bottom lip, his blue eyes lazily trailing over your body. He could do it. It was only fair, right? Only fair that he makes you feel the way he does. You did this to him, after all.

A wicked little grin spreads before he can stop it. He grabs your hand, indicates that you should follow him. Like a good little girl, you go with him; Sydney's been an initiate here longer than you, after all. He knows what's allowed and what isn't.

If only you realized where that sort of thinking would lead you.

Sydney pulls you into a closet, pushing your back roughly against the door before it has a chance to fully close. You worry the door slam will be grounds for disciplinary action, but Sydney has other plans.

His lips are pressing against yours, rough and biting and tongue invading your mouth. You give a small squeak, trying and failing to pull away.

Something hard touches your stomach and you gasp, frantically pushing against Sydney's shoulders. He leans back, body still keeping you pinned to the door.

"Syd, wh-what are you doing?" You whisper, too afraid someone will hear.

You squirm as he kisses your neck, rubbing against his already throbbing cock. He moans, hands sliding under your shirt. The unfamiliar touch of his fingers rolling your nipples makes your back arch with a loud moan.

"Shh, my sweet. It's okay. I just want to try something. You trust me, don't you?" He gives you the same sweet smile he's always reserved just for you.

You bite your lip, cheeks starting to burn red. "Yes," the word is quiet. You love him, after all. You know he wouldn't do anything to hurt you.

He nips your collarbone, grin sliding into place. "Good, that's good." He tweaks your nipple again, coupled with a thrust against your sex. Even clothed the sensation is unlike any other.

You shuffle again, hands gripping his shoulders. A shudder runs along your spine, a mimic of the fingers sliding down your stomach, dipping below the waist of your jeans, your underwear.

He moans into your ear as they slide in between your folds, rubbing back and forth and creating a pleasant friction that clouds your mind. A panicked feeling floods your chest, and you grip his arm to stop him.

He leans back to look you in the eye, his own half lidded and clouded by lust. You swallow against the dryness in your throat. "I'm not so sure about this, Sydney... What would Brother Jordan think?"

You think you see a flash of anger in his eyes, but his finger sliding into you sends the thought flying from your mind like an airplane leaving its runway. Your nails dig in, body following instinct and rubbing against his arm. "Don't worry about him, my love. Keep your mind here, on how I make you feel."

You keen when he curves his fingers, finding a bundle of nerves you didn't even know you had. His request isn't so hard to follow; your attention can't drift away from the sensations. It's so different. You didn't even know you could feel this way.

He begins slowly, making sure his fingers glide against every inch of your walls. Your head is thrown back, mouth agape and breathing hard. You're desperately humping his fingers, trying to increase the friction, chasing a high you're not even aware is there to grasp.

Just as your body begins to tingle, to start that delicious climb toward the top, he pulls his fingers out of you. Your eyes shoot open, desperate, wild. "N-no! Don't... Don't stop, please." Breathless, you can't breathe. You need it back, need him to keep going.

Sydney's halted laugh brings you to the present, if only slightly. "Patience. This will feel ten times better than that did." You now realize that he's dropped his pants, and is rubbing his dick with your juices. Your thighs clench involuntarily at the sight.

He easily spreads them apart again, and arm hooking under your right knee and lifting. You let him, unsure of what you should be doing. Has Sydney done this before? How does he know what he's doing? You feel a bit sick to the stomach at the thought.

Again it becomes the last thing you worry about when you feel him press against you. It feels good at first, the way it rubs against your sex. You groan, rub back, inviting him in.

You tense when the head goes in. It's not that it feels bad, just... Unusual. You feel the familiar sting of anxiety threatening you again. "It's okay, just relax. I'll go slow, I promise." Helpless, way out of your league, you nod, attempt to release your muscles.

He pushes further in. You cry out, the feeling of being stretched shocking your core. Tears prick at the corners of your eyes. "Sydney, I-I don't..." You're cut off by the feeling of his thumb pressing against your clit, a strangled whine filling the air around you.

"I've got you, I'm here with you. This is my first time too, sweet girl. Okay? We're in this together." Unable to form a coherent sentence, you nod. It does settle you though, allows Sydney to push himself in to the hilt.

You feel something pop, clench your eyes shut in an effort not to think about what that could mean.

Sydney tries to keep his word, tries to go as slow as possible to give you the chance to adjust. But, fuck, you feel so good squeezing around him, taking him like you were made for this. His grip on your leg tightens, his other hand gripping your hip and pulling you roughly onto his cock.

You cry out, hand pressing against his shoulder to signal that it's too much. He's gone to the lust, though, and sets a brutal pace. Your pained cry only adds to his excitement, makes him thrust into you harder.

The obscene sounds of skin hitting skin fills the room, accentuated by Sydney's moans and your bated breaths and sobs for him to, 'slow down, please Sydney!'

He pauses long enough to hook his arm under your other knee, lifting you off the ground to give him better access. The sensation as he picks his pace back up makes you groan in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"You feel so fucking good, my love. So, fuck, so tight around me. Such a good, oh fuck, a good girl for me." The words please you, only further adding to your confusion. Is this how it's supposed to feel?

It doesn't take long before pain gives way completely to the pleasure and the tingling begins anew. You moan, hands tangling in his hair, a whispered, "Yes, right there, oh yes," said directly into his ear.

It's a relief that you cum at the same time he does; Sydney's not sure he would have been able to hold out much longer. You press your face into his shoulder, trying hard to muffle the noises ease pulse pulls out of you.

Your insides feel warm, and cum drips to the floor when Sydney finally pulls away. Your face burns red at the sight; that was really inside of you? Before Sydney lifts your chin, blue eyes gazing adoringly into yours. "I love you, you know that? Thank you for trusting me."

You glow, feeling unbelievably proud and leaning into the kiss he gives you. That wasn't so bad, after the original sting. The thought leaves you giggling and wondering when you can do that again.

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HOOOOLY HECK HI YOUR REQUESTS ARE OPEN YES uh okay s o. if I remember correctly I saw a work by you about chubby! reader which is what I've been looking for!!! I was wondering if you could do 46, 42, 39, and 41-based hc's for seijoh 4 by any chance? or Matsukawa (i haven't seen any x chubby!reader works for matsuwukawa and it drives me insa n e) and/or any of the seijoh 4 you prefer to write for most? thank you so much!!!!! <3

Seijoh Four, chubby reader scenarios

Oikawa x reader, Iwaizumi x reader, Matsukawa x reader, Hanamaki x reader

content warnings: suggestive nsfw for iwaizumi, food mentions + feeling guilty, very very slight assault, swearing

Prompt: “You don’t think i can pick you up?” “I don’t think i could love you any more than i already do” “I hate seeing you cry” “Don’t fucking touch them”

a/n: Hii love ! Thank you for the request ! i did one prompt for each boy so they have very different scenarios, hope you enjoy <333

wc: 2.7k

Oikawa “I don’t think i could love you anymore than i already do”

- Dating Oikawa required you to be pretty secure and confident

- He was the great king, known for his looks and admired by many fans, many of who you thought were prettier than you

- You never brought this up with him, he was always so strong, a confident leader, it’s why you loved him

- You also knew he overworked himself and that you and Iwaizumi were the only ones able to make him take a break

- You didnt need to stress him over silly things like your inferiority

- He loved you and you never doubted that, still, you couldn’t help but grow quiet as you were pushed away from the team by a swarm of pretty, thin, perfect fangirls who came to congratulate your boyfriend

- “Oi Shittykawa we have to pack up” Iwa noticed you seemingly growing smaller, fiddling with your hands as you stared at the girls surrounding him

- “Iwa-chan you’re so impatient, where’s y/n?” you looked up and tapped his shoulder from behind him, earning many glares from his fangirls

- “Ah there she is!” he cradled your face and gave you a peck on the lips before taking your hand in his, his fangirls scoffed but if he noticed he didn’t react

- You on the other hand just wanted to go home, usually you were good enough at fighting off these thoughts but today you just couldn’t shake them

- “Tooru, can we go?” you tugged on his sleeve and he turned to you before wincing slightly “Tooru where are your knee pads!” you scolded him

- “Ahaha sorry girls, i have to go know, thank you for your support, i appreciate it very much!” the group whined and shot you glares, blaming you for his early leave

- “Iwa, his knee is busted can you help” you slipped his arm around your shoulder and waiting for Iwa to take the other side

- “y/n-chan please, i don’t need help” you glared at him and he shut up, Iwa took his other side and you started to walk

- You were so caught up in your thoughts of insecurity and worry for Oikawa that you didn’t hear him ask you a question

- “y/n-channn why are you ignoring me, i’m sorry, i swear i’ll rest all day tomorrow” you looked over to him “i’m sorry baby what did you say?” he frowned before making you stop walking

- “i asked what was wrong, you’re really quiet” you smiled up at him “oh it’s nothing baby, how is your knee?” he huffed out in frustration, he hated when you did this, knowing you hated when he did it too

- “y/n. don’t do that, talk to me” you sighed “it’s dumb” you fiddled with the ends of your hoodie, pulling it out to make it appear looser

- “If you’re insecure right now i’m gonna kick ur ass with my broken knee :(“ you giggled at him lightly before smacking him “i know i told you it was dumb..”

- He frowned again “baby, you always make me talk about what’s really going on, i need you to do the same so i can help you..” he was right.. “It’s just, i don’t know, your fangirls today were staring at me a lot and they’re all so skinny and pretty and i just-it went to my head”

- He pouted before cupping both your cheeks “i don’t think i could ever love you more than i already do.. You have no idea how often i think i’m not enough for you baby, but you’re so much more than enough for me j couldn’t possibly be with anyone else, no one could treat me the way you do, you’re perfect in my eyes”

- A stray tear fell down onto his thumb as he swiped it away “Kawa of course you’re enough! You’re so talented and perfect, you always communicate with me and put effort into everything you do i’m so proud of you, please don’t doubt yourself!” he laughed at your scolding “how can you be so blind”

- You smiled at him as he pressed his lips against yours, pulling you against his body as he deepened the kiss “oi shitheads! hurry up!” You broke apart to see Iwaizumi ahead of you both waiting impatiently

- You laughed before taking his hand and continuing to walk, squeezing his hand lightly

Iwaizumi “i hate seeing you cry”

- You felt so guilty, you had just eaten what you thought was way too much cake and were now crying in front of the mirror

- You couldnt seem to find anything about yourself attractive, everytime you saw your reflection your eyes zeroed in on your flaws

- You grabbed at your stomach, your sides, everywhere you could while looking into the mirror with red puffy eyes

- Iwaizumis footsteps could be heard approaching your room, you quickly turned around and threw on one of his hoodies, trying to find some pants

- He opened the door to see you in his hoodie and some panties and immediately smirked “hi baby, what’re trying to do?” you shot up and slowly turned to face him, tugging the hoodie down as far as you could

- His smile dropped when he saw your tear stained cheeks and red eyes “y/n? what happened baby cmere” he pulled you into his chest, rubbing up and down your back before bringing you to the bed to sit on him

- You tried to speak but your eyes welled up with tears again “Haji, i need to get some pants..” you whispered, afraid your voice would crack if you spoke any louder and he felt his heart sink

- “Hey hey, tell me what happened” he smoothed your hair down before kissing your forehead, resting his hands on your hips

- he squeezed your hips reassuringly, a habit of his, but you tensed up. He put two and two together and sighed “i hate seeing you cry”

- “i just- don’t you want me to lose weight?” you looked up at him, wiping your tears on the ends of his hoodie while he gripped your hips harder

- “what the fuck are you talking about” he grunted before moving his hands to your ass “i love your body, i love all of you and i intend to spend the rest of my life reminding you how much i love you.” you smiled tearily at him and he kissed you firmly

- he began smoothing his hands over your ass and you chuckled at him “what’re you doing Haji?” “oh c’mon, you look so beautiful in my hoodie what do you expect, you’re always so beautiful..” he kissed you again, rougher this time before leaning back to throw his shirt off

- “I’m going to prove to you just how attractive i find you okay?” you nodded, he gripped the ends of his hoodie, trying to pull it off you but you held it down “wait-“ you looked into your lap, he sighed softly lifting your chin with his thumb and forefinger “if you don’t want to that’s okay baby, but if you don’t want me to see you because you’re insecure i’m going to have to beat you up for thinking badly about the love of my life.”

- You chuckled before kissing him again, letting him take off the hoodie “i love you haji..” “i love you too baby”

Matsukawa “don’t fucking touch them”

- You were out at a bar with Issei and Hanamaki, it had been a while since you’d hung out with your boyfriends best friend and you were all free after work and decided to grab drinks

- Since you’d been there, Issei had had a strong grip around your waist, making you sit on top of him and gripping your thighs every chance he got

- He only got like this when he was jealous but you don’t know why he’s been acting this way in front of Hanamaki

- You were talking to Hanamaki about an angry customer at work when Isseis hold around your middle tightened “baby i’m going to the bathroom you’re trying to squeeze the alcohol out of me” you chuckled getting off his lap and giving him a kiss on the cheek

- “be safe” you nodded before heading to the bathroom, wondering why he was acting so strange, you couldn’t tell but someone across the bar had been eyeing you up since you came in

- You were walking back out when someone stopped you in the hallway “hi pretty/handsome” the man reeked of strong liquor and you tried to push past them but he caged you against the wall

- “it’s rude to ignore people, didnt nobody ever teach you any manners?” he started to slur, dropping his hand down to your body “Isse-“ you were cut off by his other hand covering your mouth

- You shoved him off of you, he looked angry, he was about to storm back towards you when a fist connected with his face, knocking him back into the wall behind him “don’t fucking touch them.”

- Issei spat at the man before grabbing you and pushing your head into his chest “i wasn’t, i don’t wanna touch a fatass like them anyway” this time it was hanamaki to punch him, knocking him to the ground

- He shook his fist “ah fuck, y/n, you okay?” you nodded, smiling at your friend before looking up at Matsukawa who was looking down at you concerned

- “i’m okay baby, really, thank you” he hummed “i’m never letting you out of my sight again, i knew he was looking at you...you know you’re perfect right? don’t listen to him.” you nodded again, burying your face into his chest

- “i know, let’s just go home mkay? you both need to get some ice on your hands” Issei smiled, kissing the top of your head before taking his jacket off and putting it on you

- After you’d iced hanamakis hand and said your goodbyes you were on the couch with Matsukawa “Issei what’s up baby?” he was scowling at the wall so you sat down beside him

- “i just don’t understand how he had the nerve, i mean what a fucking ass.” you hummed, tracing your fingers over the tattoo on his arm, knowing it calmed him down

- He pulled you into his lap so you were straddling him “you’re okay though right?” you pushed your thing in between his brows to make him stop frowning, “yes baby i’m fine! please stop stressing” you kissed his forehead and he sighed, burying his face in your chest

- “i love you, and your body” he squeezed you tighter into his embrace, mumbling into your chest and you stroked his hair “i love you too Issei, honestly you’re more worked up about this than me, let’s go to bed okay?” he hummed, standing up with your legs wrapped around his waist before carrying your to bed

- He collapsed onto the mattress, on top of you, cuddling back into your chest with your legs tangled as you fell asleep in each others arms.

Hanamaki “you don’t think i can lift you?”

- Hanamaki was on his way home from work, he had texted you many times but you didn’t answer, you were fast asleep on the couch with one of your favourite shows playing in the background

- He tried to call you to see if you wanted him to bring anything home but you still didn’t answer, he was slightly worried so he tried to get home faster

- When he entered the house he called out “y/n? i’m home” he moved further into the house, seeing you fast asleep in the couch and he smiled

- He brushed the hair out of your face before flicking your forehead “dumbass you shouldn’t fall asleep on the couch” you stirred in your sleep but didn’t fully wake up

- He lifted you up, carrying you to the bedroom before putting you under the covers. He went to take a shower hoping you’d wake up by the time he got out

- You woke up in your bed confused, you could’ve sworn you were on the couch, you figured you’d woken up and came to the bed to sleep

- The sound of the shower turning off alerted you to Hanamakis presence and you jumped out of bed “maki? hi love!” you kissed his cheek as he finished drying off his hair “hi, how was ur nap?” you smiled “good, didnt mean to sleep for so long, i haven’t made anything to eat”

- “it’s okay, your food sucks anyway” you stuck out your tongue as he pressed a kiss to your forehead, moving back into the bedroom “you look tired, c’mon i’ll carry you back to the couch while i check the fridge”

- you looked over at him confused before scoffing “yeah right” he looked over at you “what?” you raised your brow at him, gesturing your hands down your body before laughing softly

- He was quite offended to be honest “you don’t think i can lift you?” you looked over at him as if it was obvious before trying to exit the room.

- He ran over and pulled you into a hug from behind “excuse me, who do you think carries your sleepy ass from the couch to bed everytime you fall asleep watching your stupid shows?” you turned around in his hold “i walk?” he scoffed, you were serious?

- without warning he hoisted you up in his hold, smirking proudly at your flustered reaction “what were you saying about my big beefy muscles?” you rolled your eyes, tapping him to let you down, instead he began walked to the kitchen

- “maki put me down!” you tried to get out of his hold which earned you a slap on the ass “shhh, gosh i can’t even be a nice boyfriend!” he whined before putting you down on the couch

- “you’re welcome your highness” he bowed and you giggled “okay okay you can lift me” “hell yeah i can babe, these guns aren’t for show, plus, you’re a lot lighter than you think you are”

- you blushed at his words and he leaned in to kiss you sweetly “alright i’m checking the fridge, you can watch your show again but when i come back we’re watching something else okay?” you nodded before smiling, pulling Makis hoodie up to your nose and inhaling deeply

- You both settled into the couch and ate leftovers for dinner, talking about your days. After you finished you cleaned up before making your way back to the couch to settle in between Hanamakis legs

- You felt your eyelids growing heavy and you snuggled further into his chest before falling asleep. Maki felt your breathing slow and even out, he looked down and smiled at your sleeping face

- “i guess you’re making me do this again?” he sighed before pressing a kiss to your forehead, turning off the tv and slipping an arm under your legs and shoulders

- Once he carried you to bed for the second time that day he slipped under the covers with you, pulling you back into his chest and sighing “goodnight babe”

[shurisneakers]

harmless (ii)

Summary: Bucky volunteers to go stop a small time villain, but nothing can prepare him for what exactly he has to deal with. (Bucky x villain!reader, drabble series)

Warnings: cursing, stealing cultural landmarks, frustrated bucky

Word count: 1.6k

A/N: made a header 4 this fic but i couldn’t take it seriously enough <3 

if you have any ideas for future inventions/evil plans, lemme know! it’s always fun to hear from y’all. 

here’s my ko-fi if you’d like to support my writing <333

Previous Part || Series Masterlist

It’s roughly a week before he sees you next.

Right on time too, according to the briefings he had received. Once a week you’d come up with your next batshit crazy idea and someone would be sent to make sure you didn’t execute it.

It was more of a babysitting gig than anything. Most people would do one, maybe two assignments before asking to not be sent again. 

He was not most people. He volunteers to go again. His afternoon is relatively free and he’s bored. 

Also, and more importantly, he needs to get out of the house before Sam finds out what he did.

“You’ll find her near the Statue of Liberty.”

“How do we know?”

“Oh, she tells us.”

“...she tells us where to find her?”

“Most times, yes. She says it’s time efficient.”

Absurd. He thinks you’re absurd.

Bucky finds you in line to board the ferry. You’re dressed to the nines like an obnoxious tourist, even though you were a local, topped with binoculars and a bucket hat. 

On an unrelated note, he thinks that maybe the mission today is to kill you for daring to wear sandals with socks like a suburban dad. A shudder runs through his body when he sees it.  

He’s wearing all black and a baseball cap. Somehow he’s standing out more than you are.

He boards the ferry behind you, keeping a close eye on all your movements. You take your place near the railing, a seat near the front of the boat. 

His phone rings. He answers it, expecting Sam to screech at him for painting Redwing neon pink again. He should have known it was coming after he shoved Bucky off the quinjet before he had time to strap his parachute on properly. 

“I thought I told you to bring a cape.” 

He quickly looks up at you but you’re not facing him. You have your phone held up to your ear, however.

“How did you get this number?” he asks icily.

“I knew you’d show up again.” Your head tilts to look at the statue in the distance. “Also, thanks for the door money, but I’m not sure I appreciate how you think the least creepy way to give someone money is to drop it off anonymously at their doorstep.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.” He swiftly gets up, stalking over to where you’re sitting. He was advised not to do anything aggressive. Advised was a flexible word. 

“Because I wasn’t going to answer it.” You look up at his figure looming over you. “Oh, hey.”

The phone is still pressed to the side of your face even though he’s right beside you. He cuts the call, shoving it back into his pocket.

“Allow me to introduce my pl-”

“What are you doing here?” He cuts to the chase. 

You send him a glare. “I was going to say it before you told me to. And sit down before everyone thinks you’re going to kill me.”

“Why are you going there?” He doesn’t have time for this, he thinks. He has important things to do. Like watching the reruns of Masterchef Junior. 

He sits in the seat beside you.

“Look at us.” You grin at him. “Me with the evilest outfit I could think of, you with your... Addams Family cosplay. We’re like, two peas in a po-”

“Start explaining,” he interjects. 

You roll your eyes. “I’m going to shrink the Statue of Liberty and use it as a keychain.”

“What?” It’s probably the most benign plan he’s ever heard in his life.

“I’m kidding.” Oh, good. “I’m not using it as a keychain, I’m taking it to class.” Nevermind. 

“What?” He finds himself repeating his previous question.

“I’m shrinking all the statues I can find. I want to use it in my classroom to teach the kids.”

“You’re... a teacher?” He blinks.

“You got a problem with that?” You look offended, to say the least. 

“No.” It’s not what he would peg your occupation as. He didn’t think you had one at all. “How are you planning on shrinking it?”

You rummage through the ugliest fanny pack he has ever had the misfortune of seeing. You pull out a small ring box, complete with a bow tied neatly on top. 

“I was saving this for our third anniversary, but-” you offer him a nervous laugh.

His stony expression doesn’t change, not even a blink. 

“Fine, Jesus, you’re no fun,” you huff, dropping the emotional act when he doesn’t look amused. 

You flip open the lid. Inside there are a few small disks. It looks familiar, he realises.

“Your friend Ant-Boy didn’t file a patent, so I just took his whole shtick.” He wants to defend Scott’s honour; it’s Ant-Man not boy. He doesn’t. He’s too transfixed on what you have in your hand.

“Pym particles.”

“The diet version.” You pick up one of them carefully. “A ripoff, but effective. Just gotta attach it to the thing I want to shrink and give it a few minutes.”

“You’re going to steal the Statue of Liberty,” he says, frankly a little taken aback that you were serious.

“Would you relax? I’ll put it back.”

“That’s not the point,” he damn near exclaims. “You can’t take away the Statue of Liberty just because you feel like it.”

“I literally can.” You point to the chips in your hand. “That’s the point of this, keep up.”

He feels exasperated. He didn’t sign up for this when he became an Avenger.

“Give me the box.” He makes a grab for it but you yank it away from his reach.

“What do you think you’re doing?” 

“I don’t have time for this.” His reruns would begin in an hour.

“That’s my problem, because...” you trail off. 

He rolls his eyes, makes a grab at the box again. His tactic is different this time. He stealthily pins one of your arms down so that you’re basically incapacitated.

“Hey! Stop that.” You fumble against his reach, shoving him with your elbow.

“Just give me the thing and we can all go home for the day,” he huffs, unfazed by your squirming.

“No! Over my dead bod-” 

He doesn’t immediately notice what goes wrong in the scuffle. 

Until you look at the ground near your feet. A disk lay there, undisturbed.

“Is that-” All of a sudden, either he’s getting taller or the ceiling of the boat is getting lower.

“Oops,” you say, not remorseful in the slightest. 

“Are we going to-”

“I’d give it five minutes max.” 

Great. He was stuck on a boat that was beginning to shrink. The other passengers were either oblivious or ignorant to seats that were starting to become too small for them, but Bucky’s heightened senses and extreme reflexes made it hard to skip.

He nudges the piece of tech with his foot. Maybe he can kick it off the boat.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” you warn solemnly. He wants to disagree but doesn’t know enough about the device to dispute you. 

“Fix this,” he hisses, panic slightly rising. His fingers find their way to his phone to send out an emergency text requesting backup and mass evacuation. 

“I think it’s a rather lovely day for a swim, don’t you?” You stare dreamily at the waves that were inching closer up the boat. 

Or you were inching closer to the water. Technicalities were frivolous. 

“There are other people on this boat.”

“River’s big enough for all of us, I reckon.”

“Fix it.” 

“Or what?” There’s a wicked gleam in your eye. “We both know I have the upper hand here.”

“Or I call the entirety of the Avengers here and haul your ass to prison.”

“Will they bring snacks?”

You’re insufferable. You know it. But you also are the fastest way to get out of this situation and right now, he didn’t want to be responsible for a shipwreck simulation. 

“Fine. Tell me what you want.”

“I like soy chips.”

“Soy chi-” He nearly throws his hands up in frustration. “You know what I’m talking about.” 

“I want one historical artifact so I can impress the kids. They think I’m the cool teacher and I want to keep that reputation alive.”

“What makes you think I can arrange for that?”

“You’ve been alive since goddamn dinosaurs roamed this earth, I’m sure you have some connections.” You pause to assess his face. “You know, you don’t look a day over 29. Dermatologists must hate yo-”

“I’ll get you an artifact, now fix the fuckin’ boat.”

“You promise?” You grin brightly. 

He stares at you. You are unyielding. 

The boat’s uncomfortably small and people are beginning to take notice. Worried murmurs fill the air behind him.

“Yes.”

“Okay.” You shrug simply.

You kneel over, picking up the chip from the ground. You do nothing else for two minutes, instead turning away from him to look at the Statue of Liberty that was coming closer.

It takes him a while to realise that half his body isn’t hanging off his chair anymore. The ceiling is moving further and further away from the top of his head. 

“Are you fucking kidding me?” He wants to strangle you. 

Why did he listen to you when all of this would have been over the minute he kicked it off the ship. 

“You can drop it off at my lair on Monday and pick it up on Friday.” You gather your belongings, leaving him steaming behind you. “Nice talkin’ to ya, Sergeant.” 

You step over him, flashing him a quick smile before walking off the boat with the rest of the tourists as if nothing had just taken place. When he looks down, the stupid ring box is on his lap.

He sits there, unmoving, eyes fixed on the container.

The ferry conductor asks if he’s going to get off the boat. 

He simply shakes his head.

Next part

[isagisyoichi]

PINKY STAR (RUN) :｡･:*:･ﾟ’★,｡･:*:･ﾟ’☆

SYNOPSIS: isagi as your boyfriend

CHARACTERS INCLUDED: isagi yoichi my boyfriend of many several years

WARNINGS: swearing? i think idk i forget also yah pretend they all go to the same school and stuff. also horribly self indulgent if u couldn't already tell

A/N: if you remember my old one delete it from your memory it was literally so bad help anyways the re-up because my boyfriend deserves better. also i really like this one and i feel like it’s more in character for him :P lol i've had this in my drafts for like, ever <3 but also my last post for a while because i have ap exams and my sat soon :P

FOR: the anon that asked me where my original isagi bf hcs went :’)

after the initial awkwardness of being in a new relationship fades and you two become comfortable with each other, a relationship with isagi would be like dating your slightly awkward best friend who you make out with sometimes.

like, i don’t really see isagi being high maintenance, so i feel like a relationship with him would definitely be on the relaxed side, but still romantic, you know?

isagi’s inner monologue is so funny and he definitely lets his thoughts out to you. it makes you laugh to see your usually friendly-to-all boyfriend have his moments, too.

you guys are one of those couples that give each other a look when someone’s doing something weird in public #telepathicconnection <3

but, isagi’s really such a sweetie with you. i know user isagisyoichi may be slightly biased when they say this, but believe me when i say that isagi’s 100% boyfriend material.

walks you to class whenever he can. always either holding your hand as he listens attentively to you complaining about school.

writes down things he feels are important about you in a digital note entitled “y/n 💗,” so he can remember them in the future.

isagi's used to talking to all kinds of people, so even if you're not the most talkative, he can adjust with no problem.

and he’ll always entertain you about whatever stupid conversation you wanna have.

kinda basic with pet names. babe, baby, dork (he would, i don’t wanna hear it), are his usual rotation.

randomly compliments you/says these really romantic things out of nowhere because he can’t control himself and often blurts things out.

“yeah, of course, when we get married, i’ll-”

“when we get married?” you inquire as you cut isagi off. you two have never discussed marriage, just but the thought of isagi wanting to spend the rest of his life with you is enough to make your head spin.

isagi’s eyes go wide when he realizes what he’s said. damn his mouth that moves faster than his mind.

swallowing hard and taking a breath, isagi says, “y-yeah, when we get married,” further affirming his statement with a nod, albeit a bit of a nervous one.

now both of you guys are flustered LOL.

likes to sit his head in your lap and have you play with his hair, while you two talk or just sit in silence.

such a good listener, perfect person to rant about anything with. he’s very understanding, he’ll hold you if you need him to, wipe your tears if you’re crying, give you advice if you need it, just overall so sweet.

also always knows when you're sad because of his intuition. isagi encourages you to open up to him, but ultimately doesn’t force you, just lets you know that he’s always there for you <3

(that's kind of lie because isagi does pry a little LOL, but he means well)

takes care of you! nags you a little, tries his best to make sure you're not doing anything stupid, and if you are, that someone responsible (him) is watching you, looks after you when you’re sick, etc.

gives you his jacket when you’re cold (he’s been waiting to do that his whole life bro LMAOO), carries your things, always texts you good morning and good night, just overall sooo good to you.

but as soft as he is for you, isagi does have this tendency to get these random spouts of confidence, so sometimes he’ll say or do something really bold out of nowhere.

like, he’ll suddenly grab your waist and pull you closer to him, or he’ll kiss you out of the blue. the flustered expression that rests on your face for a change always makes him smirk *heart eyes*

in general, though, isagi's still kind of awkward sometimes regardless and does say or do things that make you go "???" and make him be like "why did i do that" LOL he's so cute though <333

he’s pretty basic with dates, usually opts for things like restaurants, walks in the parks, movie nights, or stuff like that, but they’re still really fun!

but, if you ever want to do something out of the norm, he wouldn't be opposed to it, either. but, you do have to tell him ��cause he's not a mind reader lol.

(okay but, one time, isagi tried to watch a scary movie with you because he wanted to do that thing where he wraps his arm around you during the scary parts, but HE ended up being scared instead 😭)

isagi’s the type to put your name with a heart emoji or the date you guys started dating in his instagram bio LOL

y/n 💓 IHS Forward #10 ⚽️ *insert some soccer quote about grinding*

it’s a bit middle school, but you let it slide because you know he just wants to show you off <3

study sessions are normal between you two but, you guys always get bored or distracted halfway through and start watching youtube or something LOL.

it’s canon he’s a thigh man lol, so if he ever sees you wearing an oversized shirt, especially one of his, with shorts, isagi will literally short circuit in real life.

he keeps his hand on your thigh when you guys cuddle that day, tracing patterns on your skin, or just squeezing it every now and then.

in general, though, isagi likes poking at and playing with them whenever they're out <3

once, isagi wanted you to do that trend on tiktok where he sits between your thighs and stuff, but he had no idea how to bring it up LOL

so, isagi just watched tiktoks of it in front of you and hoped eventually you would get the hint 🙄

and you did, thanks to his incredible lack of subtly. he doesn’t even care when you giggle and tell him how bad he is at being slick, isagi got your thighs around him, he won!!!!!!

takes a picture (or two or three) to savor the moment.

(even though he could literally just ask you to do it again in the future, but whatever, i guess)

when you’re dating isagi, the team comes with him too LOL

they’re always snapchatting you pictures of isagi when they’re hanging out without you, with stupid captions like, “look how sad your boyfriend is without you 😞”

isagi’s not even sad in the picture, he’s just confused as to why they’re shoving a camera in his face 😭

isagi one hundred percent attempts to get you to run the mile with him during gym if you don’t already.

“babe, just try!” isagi pants, as he catches up to you and your friends, as you guys are still on your second lap.

admittedly, the effort is cute, but beloved, i hate to break it to you- i will not be doing anything of the sort.

he will sit down or walk around with you after you finish the mile, though. if he’s not already playing soccer lollll.

when he does choose to go with you, expect exclamations from the team about how isagi “abandoned us for his little relationship” 👎

isagi’s receiving love language is words of affirmation (also basically canon LOL) so, he really values the compliments you give him with his whole heart.

you could tell him how his hair looks nice in the morning, and isagi will think about it all day.

whether it be about how cute he is, or how talented of a player he is, isagi really is happiest when you praise him <3

speaking of soccer, isagi has this tendency to get lost in the moment and talk your head off about some soccer related tangent that probably makes no sense to you.

his eyes light up and his voice is just oozing with passion for what he does as he goes into detail about how he made this crazy goal at practice while you stare at him with the biggest heart eyes ever, adoring his dedication.

and of course when isagi realizes he was rambling, he apologizes profusely for “boring” you, like the gentleman he is.

but when you reassure him that he could never bore you and that you want nothing more than for him to go on, isagi begins to feels lightheaded due to his adoration for you <3

if you're the type to go all out when it supporting isagi at soccer- like make one of those corny signs, yell from the crowd, wear his spare jersey to games, isagi will physically have to withhold his heart from jumping out his chest.

he's a little embarrassed that you're doing all that for him, but the effort means soooo much to him.

and speaking of soccer, it would mean a lot to isagi if you not only supported him at games and stuff, but expressed an interest in learning more about soccer as a whole, too.

you know, learn a little more about the game on your own accord, ask him to teach you how to properly play, or even challenge him to a one on one, do stuff like that, and he’ll literally be head over heels for you. well, more than he already is.

(he always goes easy on you on your guys 1v1's and he thinks your efforts are adorable, no matter how much you may or may not suck)

he'd repay the effort and try to get interested in whatever your hobbies are!

also, you can get him to do almost anything if you pout and beg hard enough, you’re literally so hard to say no to in isagi’s eyes <3

isagi’s the type to not realize when other people are flirting with him LOL

he just thinks they’re being nice (unless they’re being straight up) and i don’t think he would really process it because he’s so focused on you romantically, if that makes sense.

once he realizes you’re jealous, isagi apologizes earnestly, reassuring you over and over again that you're everything he could ask for and that he would never intentionally try to hurt you and all that jazz.

although, i will admit, sometimes isagi’s kinda smug when you're jealous, especially when it’s over a dumb reason 👎

however, when he’s jealous i feel like it could go one of two ways-

on normal days, isagi would just stand there to “intimidate” the other person, maybe cough a little for emphasis until they go away lol.

but on days where he’s already mad/filled with adrenaline/or someone’s really not taking a hint and you’re visibly uncomfortable- oh boy, it’s like a switch flips in him.

has those same fiery eyes he has during the climax of a game. the energy he’s exuding is dead serious, and that alone is enough for the person bothering you to go away. not bad for a man that’s only 5’8 🥰

adding on, isagi doesn’t take any shit about you, ever. even if it’s from his friends. usually isagi’s very neutral and doesn’t actively try to start conflict, but there are some things he’ll always defend and you’re one of them.

isagi always listens/watches/reads/etc whatever you recommend him (on that note, please recommend him good anime because isagi’s out here willingly telling people his favorite anime is darling in the franxx), even if he doesn’t necessarily like it LOL

you could show isagi objectively, the worst song ever and he would be like “yeah, it was good babe!” (it was not)

also does the same thing when you bring him shopping with you, like he's absolutely NO HELP 😭

you could try on the ugliest sweater known to man and he’d like “you look nice 🙂” pls be honest isagi, you can say it’s hideous!!!!!!

but isagi’s also being somewhat truthful in his statement because he does genuinely think you look nice in everything <3

also loves when you wear his clothes- always feels a mixture between pride and slight shyness?

kinda lol idk but overall, isagi really is sooo happy you wanna show him off that much, especially when you're wearing something of his around his friends :')

he says “i love you” first, no doubt.

he’s a bit nervous when he does because he doesn’t know if you’ll reciprocate, but he really does love you and he feels like he physically can’t hold it in anymore.

“i promise you don’t have to say it back!” isagi reassures anxiously. “i know it’s a really big commitment, and if it’s too early for you right now-”

“i love you, too.”

[allsassnoclass]

hiii hazel <3 congratulations on 500 followers!!! 🥰💛 could i request a fic for "take my seat" with cake?? and some dog pictures would be delightful <333

alright adi here you are! hope you enjoy it!

cake: "Take my seat"

Calum closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, straightening his legs enough to hear his knees pop. he hates that his joints crackle like a glow stick at 20 years old, but he's also been on his feet for most of the day leading campers through recreational sports. The end of week talent show is going to be a welcome reprieve, even if it's hot as hell in the amphitheater despite the sun long having set. There's a gentle roar of kids chatting excitedly and cheering every time a member of the tech crew crosses to set up something on the ground, and he takes another pull from his water bottle in the hopes that the noise doesn't give him a headache at the end of a long day.

At least his campers have been good this week. Last week his middle schoolers were little terrors, but this time he and Michael got lucky. Luke and Ashton got the short end of the stick with a group of rowdy twelve-year-olds who have tried to sneak out every night.

"Hey," someone sighs near his shoulder, and he glances up to see Luke blinking at him, rubbing his forehead the way he does when he's particularly tired. His shoulders are slumped and there are dark circles under his eyes that will hopefully disappear after a weekend without campers, but the heat makes his hair curl against his forehead in a way that Calum absolutely loves.

"Hey," Calum says after a beat too long. "Where are your kids?"

Luke scans the crowd, then vaguely gestures somewhere towards the middle.

"Ashton has them over there. Michael's talking to him."

Calum cranes his neck and finally manages to spot Michael's bright hair. He's squeezed onto the bench next to Ashton and appears to be content to stay there a while.

That's fine. Calum doesn't mind swapping partners for the night, especially if it gives him more time with Luke, a commodity that's difficult to come by with campers running around and their own separate classes to plan for. Things were easier in previous years when they were bunk leads like Michael and Ashton, but being bunk support as well as teaching staff makes for a great pay raise and significantly less free time. They can't throw their cabins together and use that as an excuse to hang out, because Calum and Luke are now busy during most rec times or group activities.

Calum turns his gaze back to Luke and finds him blinking slowly, seconds away from falling asleep on his feet.

"Hey, you okay?" he asks, nudging Luke gently and then wrapping a hand around his arm when he tips back further than he should.

"Tired," Luke says, forcing his eyes open. "I'm still not used to dancing for hours on end every day and the gremlins don't let me get any sleep. My entire body aches."

Calum makes a sympathetic sound in the back of his throat and stands, manhandling Luke onto the bench in his place.

"Here, take my seat."

"You've been working all day, too," Luke protests halfheartedly. Calum shakes his head.

"Sit down, Hemmings," he says sternly, using his eyebrows for emphasis. "You're going to fall over if you stay on your feet."

Luke sinks down onto the bench with a sigh and rubs his eyes. Calum puts his hand on the back of his neck and squeezes slightly, feeling how tense and coiled Luke's muscles are underneath it. He needs a week off and a good massage. Calum wants to start rubbing his shoulders and see if he can make a bit of a dent in his astronomical stress levels, but that's not a good idea in front of the campers. No one heckles like middle school boys teasing an authority figure, and Luke would bear the brunt of it when word inevitably gets to his nightmare cabin.

Calum lets his hand fall, sliding down Luke's spine on the way. It's sweaty, which is gross, but everyone is sweaty and gross in the dead of the summer after a full day of teaching. Luke dances with his students all day, whereas Calum can get away with telling his to run drills and scrimmages while offering verbal corrections. He'd feel bad about it if he wasn't getting significantly less sleep than every camper here.

"Last night of this camp," Calum offers. "Then your nightmare children will be gone."

"I'm going to miss them," Luke sighs. "They're absolute idiots, but I'm going to miss them."

"That's because you're a big old softie, like a marshmallow," Calum says, resting his knuckles against Luke's bicep. "You get attached to every group of campers."

"They're menaces, but they're my menaces," Luke pouts.

"Menaces who are planning to throw you in the lake tomorrow."

"Let them try! I can take them!" Luke declares.

"There's ten of them. I think they have a chance," Calum teases. Luke's pout deepens, but Calum can see the poorly contained smile underneath it. He'll let his campers throw him in the lake tomorrow, and he'll laugh the entire time. It's basically tradition at this point.

The campers around them let out another cheer as another crew member crosses the stage, connecting one final cable. She taps the microphone at the front, a dull thump projecting across the amphitheater, and the campers cheer louder. Luke rubs his temples.

"Do you want to go back to the cabin? No one will mind," Calum says gently, crouching by him so he's not in the way of campers behind him trying to watch. His hand lands on Luke's knee for balance, and he lets himself keep it there now that everyone's focus is on the stage.

Luke shakes his head.

"This is my favorite part of camp. I want to see my dancers perform."

Calum hums, glancing at the senior camper who is emceeing for the night as they take the stage to welcome everyone here.

"Let me know if you need anything," he says, swiping a thumb over Luke's knee.

Luke glances down at him and smiles, dimples popping in his cheeks.

"Come sit," he says, scooting over on the bench as far as he can without running into one of Calum's kids. It leaves only a sliver of space on the bench for Calum, but he takes it anyway, using it as an excuse to get close to Luke. Luke wraps an arm around him under the guise of helping hold him up, but Calum knows that it's mostly because Luke is a touchy person, even when it's too hot to get close like this.

"Enjoy the show!" the camper onstage says enthusiastically. Everyone in the audience cheers, and Luke holds his free hand in front of him, waving it until Calum gets the picture and slaps their hands together in a clap/high five hybrid, laughing the entire time.

Calum is definitely going to enjoy the show, but it'll have more to do with the sweaty, exhausted boy next to him than anything happening onstage.

[getofy]

bakugo as your boyfriend would include...

request: what would dating bakugo be like?

gn!reader (but there are slight fem themes if you squint); fluff; headcanons; no spoilers

character: bakugo katsuki

a/n: this goes out to my one & only <333. ilysm deku kinnie pls enjoy! also, @ bakugo simps i hope this feeds u well. he’s sm fun to write for. headcanons + a short playlist are under the cut.

*ty to my bakugo kinnie/simp friend for helping me write this. i appreciate u. A LOT of these ideas r hers!!

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FALLING IN LOVE WITH HIM SOUNDS LIKE:

01. TEENAGE DIRTBAG by WHEATUS

02. GUTTER GIRL by HFHW

03. BOYFREN by LOVE LEO

04. IN TOO DEEP by SUM 41

05. TOUNGES by THE FRIGHTS

06. R U MINE? by ARCTIC MONKEYS

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katsuki is a very emotional person. he feels incredibly deep and profound things, but has trouble expressing it in a healthy manner. this being so, him as your s/o would consist of a lot of subtle displays of affection! such as...

-> SHOWING YOU HOW TO DO STUFF:

he’ll teach you small things about his hobbies. will 100% show you how to play the drums, mountain climb, etc.

literally you learn so much with him it’s insane. he claims it’s because he couldn’t stand dating an incapable person, but in reality it’s just because he likes feeling useful/needed HAHA.

-> TOUCHING YOU:

this man is lowkey super clingy...so he will always find a way to be physically close to you.

a BIG fan of putting his arm around your shoulder fs. don’t mention it to him though because he’ll IMMEDIATELY stop doing it.

-> LETTING YOU SIT ON HIS LAP:

if you’re comfortable with it, he’d adore it if you sat on his lap!! like fr if you walked up to him when he was lounging on the couch and did it this is how it would go...

“what’re you doing?”

“sitting down, why?”

he just stares and then grunts before going back to whatever he was doing

don’t let his indifference fool you, he is very pleased.

probably looked up at the ceiling and thought about it for an hour once you left

he thinks about you a lot

-> ALWAYS COOKING FOR YOU:

he pretends like it’s a nuisance, but it genuinely makes his day when you eat the stuff he prepares. literally if you’re hungry just ask him to make you smth and he’ll do it. he actually gets angry if you decide to cook without him.

one time, katsuki seemed really tired because of training and school. so you tried to make something for the both of you guys to enjoy together. it uh...didn’t go well...

“what are you doing?!”

“cutting vegetables...”

“no. you’re doing it all wrong. give me the knife.”

“excuse me??”

“GIVE ME THE KNIFE.”

you ended up giving him the knife

the meal was great!?? but he scolded you for like 30 minutes after PLS.

-> SHOWING YOU OFF:

he’s proud that you’re his s/o, so of course he’s gonna brag about you to EVERYONE.

it’s not overbearing or in an annoying way either. it’s moreso him talking about your accomplishments and stuff like that.

he literally only shows you off for his own benefit. NEEDS everyone to know how cool you and him both are.

it’s an ego thing.

i take back what i said abt it not being annoying. it’s a nuisance to everyone who ain’t you.

-> SITTING NEXT TO YOU:

like i said before, he needs to be close to you at all times. sooo he always sits next to you. no questions asked.

expect to see a pouting, petty katsuki if you decide to sit next to somebody that isn’t him.

“are you seriously mad that i sat next to deku and not you on the bus?!”

“‘COURSE IM MAD.”

“you’re impossible.”

“HUH??????”

-> LETTING YOU WEAR HIS CLOTHES:

PRACTICALLY CHUCKS HIS SHIRTS AND HOODIES AT YOU. LITERALLY JUST- PELTS YOU WITH HIS CLOTHES UNTIL YOU PUT THEM ON.

you took his hoodie without asking ONE TIME and now he’s hooked on seeing you in his clothing.

he’ll always pretend like he’s doing you a favor though.

gotta love how annoying he is! 

-> GIFT GIVING

i wouldn’t go as far to say that gift giving is his love language, but he’ll buy things that you bring up in causal conversation a whole lot.

he just kinda bashfully shoves the gift in your hands and watches as you fawn over it.

“awww! how’d you know??”

“you wouldn’t shut up about it.”

he loves seeing your pleased expression!! +100 boost to katsuki’s confidence.

-> HELPING YOU WITH ACADEMICS:

we ALL know how smart this man is.

he will 100% help you study for school if you’re struggling!

don’t expect him to go easy on you though.

if anything, he’ll probably be harder on you because he really wants to see you succeed.

he basically carries you through math

-> KNOWING MUNDANE FACTS ABOUT YOU:

i can see him knowing EVERYTHING about you. your birthday, your morning routine, your favorite snacks, your favorite songs, etc.

it doesn’t take a lot for him to remember this stuff either???

like, he thinks you’re unforgettable, so he just knows

-> WANTING TO IMPRESS YOU:

he wants you to know how cool he is so bad it’s laughable.

he’ll show off during training exercises FOR SUREEEE

bakusquad teases him abt it when he does lol they ALLL know how whipped he is for you

kirishima: wow, you’re really into it today bakugo!

denki: well (y/n) IS watching

bakugo: SHUT UP.

MISC HEADCANONS!

-> you enable him so much...like way too much. please get on that. someone needs to hold this stupid man accountable. he probably likes it when you scold him despite his protests so don’t be afraid to tell him off baby.

-> your approval makes his heart go $$/!/?!!!error??77776. like, even before you two started dating, he would ALWAYS feel flustered whenever you would compliment his outfits, fighting style, etc. now that you guys are dating, he still feels extremely dazed when you dote on him.

he’ll probably act super cocky about it though

“ ‘course i look good, idiot.” 

he’s trying his best to suppress the stupid smile trying to take over his face. eventually, he lets it out, and tbh everyone in 1A knows that it’s because of smth cheesy you told him.

he is SUCH a softie for you it HURTTSSSS GAHHHH!!

-> katsuki is a very protective boyfriend.

this goes for everything, but especially applies during intense situations.

will literally lay his life down for you without thinking twice about it. don’t fight me on this. it’s canon.

if you’re going on a dangerous mission, you BEST believe this man is tagging along with you.

if for some reason he can’t go, he’ll make it a point to stay up way past his bed time waiting for you to come back.

when katsuki chooses you over sleep just know that you’ve won at life.

he doesn’t see you as inferior in any way. he knows you can handle yourself, but he really wants to keep you safe bc if something bad happened to the love of his life he would be in shambles.

on a lighter note, if mineta bugs you, he’ll absolutely wreck him. will literally punt that grape boy into the next stratosphere.

also!! he’s not the type to care about what you wear. if you’re wearing smth a bit more revealing, the most he’ll say is that you look hot. literally is so unbothered.

he trusts you a lot so it’s like 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

protective ≠ possessive

-> dates w/ him are super all over the place! one weekend, you guys will just chill in his dorm and the next he’ll be laughing maniacally as he chases you down during an intense round of laser tag.

-> he’s big fan of competition, so he’ll turn everything into one.

let him win.

-> his hands are really sensitive because of his quirk, so if you kissed them he’d turn to mush.

im literally begging you to touch this man. help him. he is so touch-starved it’s not funny.

-> he runs hot so cuddles w him are so nice and comforting :(. will pull you in close and tight and NEVER let go.

in short, while dating katsuki definitely comes with it’s quirks, it’s a beautiful relationship. he respects you endlessly and will do anything to ensure your happiness. treat him right and he’ll do the same!!

have fun dating explosion boy!

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[bubblelixie]

So dispite that the fact that i cant dance, that doesnt stop my brain from imagining what slow dancing with danceracha would be like, like you went to watch them practice, they maybe try to show off in front of you, then they try to teach you how to dance, which turns into slow dancing.

Like i imagine lee know would be the only one to actually teach you to dance. And everytime you get something right, you get kiss as a reward.

Hyunjin would start out actually teaching you, but somehow, someway, it ends up with you, sat on his lap either cuddling or making out its one or the other.

Felix would just use it as an excuse to hold you close (not that he needs an excuse) In the end, no dance was learnt, but if someone were to walk in, theyed see you two swaying side to side,eyes closed as you both hold each other to a slow song in the back ground

But thats just my two cents -🍯

AHHHHH HONEY 🍯🍯🍯 I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THIS ASK OF YOURS ESP BECAUSE I MYSELF AM A DANCER SO THIS IS DEFINITELY AN IDEAL SCENARIO

and hey hey hey,, ofc you can dance <333

ALRIGHTY DANCERACHA TEACHING YOU HOW TO “DANCE” LETSGOOOO!!! ❤️❤️❤️

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lee know

you stood up jumping up and down clapping, proud of your boyfriend, as the music ended and minho was in his finishing pose. he walked over to you and befor you could say anything he grabbed your hands and brought you to the center of the dance practice room.

“min what are you doing?”

“well you’re always saying how amazing of a dancer i am, which is not wrong, but i wanna teach you how to dance”

“i don’t think that’s a good ide-“

“everytime you do a move right, you’ll get a kiss, how does that sound baby”

“mm okay, but go easy on me alright”

minho chuckled as he mumbled an ‘alright’ as he walked over to the computer to go through songs that you could learn to dance to, leaving you vulnerable in the middle of the room staring at yourself in the mirror(s).

“mm how about we do god’s menu chorus, you’ve seen us do it multiple times”

“uh, that seems kind of hard but alright”

“you’ll do fine”

he started off by showing what he would be teaching you, you already regretting everything.

“okay ready, stand right there next to me, your gonna throw your hands in the air facing up left to right and then bring them down like you’re chopping on a cutting board, the movements should be sharp as well”

you copied them moves of your boyfriend and he smiled at you, cupping your face and giving you a kiss on the lips

“just like that y/n see you’re doing so good”

honestly seeing how seriously he took dance amazed you and made you wanna learn on your own, although some of the movements you did that night were not as precise as your boyfriend’s you did still get your kisses, and he was still so very proud of you.

and let’s just say, almost every time you went to practice with him, you would come out knowing a new type of choreography.

☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ☁︎︎ ♡ *.✧ ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ☁︎︎ ♡ *.✧ ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ☁︎︎ ♡ *.

hwang hyunjin

you were watching your boyfriend hyunjin dancing to mmmh by kai,, amazed at how your boyfriend moved his body and knew just the right isolations between moves, he noticed you looking at him through the mirror and made him way over to you, the once loud music being drowned out from the gaze you had on each other.

hyunjin reached his hand out for you to grab, you stood up locking eyes with him.

“you’re such a good dancer you know that”

he hummed in response as he wrapped his arms around your waist as your face was buried into his damp shirt that covered his chest.

“what if i teach you to slow dance”

“i might break something”

he cocked his head at you then shook it in response.

“cmon it’ll be fun”

“okay okay fine, you win i’ll do it”

“yay, alright so you just have to follow me, drape your hands around my shoulders like this”

he said as he put your hands where they needed to be.

“and i’ll put my hands around your waist, and put your head where it was before, against my chest alright”

you put your face forward into his chest causing your boyfriend to giggle at how cute you looked

“y/n ,, baby you can breathe, just face the left”

“oh okay”

“now just follow my lead”

hyunjin began swaying the two of you and you weren’t looking down at you feet and this being the first time you’ve tried slowdancing, you stepped on his foot, he let out a little ow.

“hyun i’m sorry i knew this was a bad idea”

“no it wasn’t, let’s just take a break”

the two of you walked over to the couch in the room, hyunjin sat down first and patted his lap for you to si on, you sat facing him as he looked into your eyes. you blushed and he kissed your lips.

“you know i’m proud of you right”

you shrugged your shoulders and he giggled once again before kissing you, the two of you ended up laying on the couch and sweetly making out, you don’t know how this happened but you were definitely glad that it did.

☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ☁︎︎ ♡ *.✧ ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ☁︎︎ ♡ *.✧ ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ☁︎︎ ♡ *.

lee felix

“hey baby come here stand next to me”

your boyfriend felix said to you as he looked at you through the mirror, motioning for you to stand next to him. you stood up from the couch and let your arms make their way around your boyfriends shoulders, your fingers intertwined with each other. felix had wrapped his hands around your waist gently and the mood was sweet.

the next song that began to play was the only exception by paramore, you and felix smiled sweetly to yourselves since this was the song that you two would call ‘your song’ you and felix had began to slowly just sway to the music and everything was sweet, it was just the two of you.

the both of you felt so in love, you lifted your head from his chest and the two of you locked eyes. he placed a kiss on your lips and whispered softly

“i love you”

“i love you too”

you said before returning to resting your head on his chest. everything was perfect, you could hear his breathing and how fast his heart was beating, it made you giggle to yourself knowing you had such an effect on him and honestly he had the same one on you. the both of you both had your eyes closed now as felix hummed to the beat of the song. the door had opened but neither of you seemed to notice. chan had walked in, not saying anything since he didn’t want to interrupt the sweet moment that you and your boyfriend were now sharing.

besides, chan could go over lyrics with felix anytime, he could ask any member about it for now and discuss with felix later in the night. chan watched the two of you for a second, smiling, then closing the door behind him as he exited the dance practice room.

felix placed a kiss on your forehead, and began rubbing and scratching your back softly, and even when the song finished, the two of you continued slow dancing with each other.

☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ☁︎︎ ♡ *.✧ ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ☁︎︎ ♡ *.✧ ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ☁︎︎ ♡ *.