#Like i said i still think he gives great hugs and that he’s a softy who’s just had the misfortune of growing up int he wrong environment

[ssa-atlas-alvez]

okay but cowboy!reader taking jj horseback riding when they visit his parents town for a case. they don't come back to his parents house (where they're all staying- readers mom wouldn't take no for an answer) until the early morning and the team teases them about it the next morning over homemade breakfast. reader is all blushey about it because he just genuinely lost track of time showing jj around and jj just isn't phased by the teasing. buddy distracting everyone from the conversation by finally getting fed bacon.

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PART ONE (this can be read alone, but it starts the day after part one)

Description: Being close to home, the team finally get to meet reader's family. Things start out great and then... Not so much. Reader makes sure his younger brother knows that despite what their parents have said, he's still there for them.

Warning: homophobia, someone nearly says the f-slur twice (they don't say the whole thing, reader puts them in their place), mentions of going to conversion therapy, pro-conversion therapy views, being kicked out because of sexuality, unaccepting parents, unaccepting sibling (Jason's a bit of a dick and I stand by that). I think that's everything.

A/N: Sorry if this seems rushed at all aha (it's like 3k words but idk worried it's rushed). Also just to clarify I'm against conversion therapy (i'm saying it as a just in case it needs to be said).

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You all met in the lobby at nine the next morning, you winced, seeing the appearance of the rest of the team, “Y’all okay?”

“No,” They groaned simultaneously. 

“Alright, well, breakfast is on me,” You chuckled, “And I’ll drive so you can all sleep on the way there,” You held back a laugh as they all relaxed in relief (well, minus Rossi and Hotch who always made sure to be relatively simple with their drinking). 

It wasn't a long drive, two hours max, before you arrived home. When you got out of the car, you drew in a deep breath, childhood memories rushing in. You had missed his place. You tried to get back as much as you could, for holidays and birthdays, but it never felt enough.

“Hi Mama!” You cheered, walking towards her with a grin.  

“(Y/N)! What are you doing with your shoes on?” She raised her eyebrows, putting her hands on her hips. “Boy you know you need to take them off when you get in!” Alice, your Mama, looked up, seeing the panicked look of the team, she continued, “Oh, y'all don't need to worry your pretty little faces about it, (Y/N) should have remembered.” 

“Sorry Mama,” You responded, quickly taking your shoes off and removing your hat and giving her a kiss on the cheek, “How are y’all?”

“We're all okay, son,” A gruff voice sounded through the room.

“Pops!” You grinned, giving your father a handshake before a hug. “Where's the squirt?” You asked, looking around.

“I'm not that much smaller than you,” Aden rolled his eyes, you didn’t respond, simply pulling your younger brother into an embrace.

“I didn’t realise he was such a hugger,” Emily smirked slightly as she spoke to your mother.

“Oh, (Y/N)’s always been a hugger,” Alice says, “He’s a complete softy.”

“We could never have known.” Morgan said before continuing, “Especially with all his reckless shoot outs,”

“His what?” Your Pops exclaimed. 

“You're such an ass-” You hissed, turning to Morgan with a glare. 

“Y/N!” Alice exclaimed.

“Sorry Mama! See y'all come over and now I'm in trouble every few minutes,” You said, turning your attention back to the team. 

“Is what this lovely man said true?”

“Yes Mama, but in my defence-”

“Good luck son,” You Pops said, patting your shoulder. “Can I get anyone a drink? I reckon Alice’ll be chewing him out for a least ten minutes,”

Three minutes into the lecture, the door opened and closed loudly. You turned and saw your older brother, Jason, walk in.

“Well I'll be damned, if it isn't my snotty nosed younger brother!” Your head snapped up and your Mama wrapped up her lecture as you walked towards your brother.  

“Jason! How you been?!” You pull him into a tight embrace.

“Not too bad, not too bad.” Jason answered, “Plodding along,”

Your attention switched over to Emily as she cleared her throat, “Oh! Sorry, this is my team. So Hotch, Rossi, Morgan, Garcia, Emily, JJ, and Reid,”

“I think you only had a younger brother?” 

“Oh, er, Jason was Mama and Papa’s first child and then they adopted me and Aden,” You quickly explained.

“I see, don’t mention your least favourite brother, I see how it is,” Jason teased, you rolled your eyes. 

“Whatever,” Jason laughed and gently shoved you. 

“Ladies, y’all can take the spare room,” You said, “Gents, y’all can take my room. Aden, you lucky thing, get me sleepin on your floor,” Aden groaned loudly, causing the team to chuckle. 

You had a few hours to settle down and you showed the team around, showing them who’s room was who’s, by the time you were settled, you were being told that it was time for dinner. And soon enough you were all sat around the table. 

"Mrs (L/N), we were wondering if you had any good stories on young y/n here?" Derek asks with a grin.

Your face pales as your Mama smile, "Mama, that's not really necessary-"

“Nonsense! Your team wants to learn more about you,” She gave you a smile, patting your cheek. You found yourself sinking in your chair. “Sit up straight,” 

“Yes Ma’am,” You turned to Morgan, “I’ll get you back for this,” You mumbled, turning to your mashed potatoes. 

“We used to have this horse, Cinnamon,” You Mama started and you found yourself groaning in embarrassment. 

“You don’t even know what story Mama’s going to tell,” Jason pointed out.

“Doesn’t matter, they’re all embarrassing,” You mumbled. 

“He used to sneak out at night to sleep in her stable,” Your Mama began. 

"Which would have been adorable if he wasn't sixteen," Jason snorted, you groaned loudly.

"Can you not embarrass me in front of my colleagues?" 

"You do that yourself," Aden chimed in with a smirk.

“Kid, don’t test me-”

“Whatever, you’re an old man now,” Aden shot back. “Has (Y/N) told you about the time he got escorted out of a rodeo for threatenin’ the judges?”

“Oh god, I forgot about that!” You groaned loudly, placing your head in your hands as your team laughed loudly. 

When night time rolled around, you parted ways with your team. The men heading to one room, the ladies heading to the other. You and Aden made your way to his room. You set up the sleeping bag and laid down. Eventually, Aden hopped into his bed, turning off his lamp and leaving you both in darkness. 

“Which one is the one you have a crush on?” Aden asked you, breaking the silence.

“Hm?”

“The one you message me about,” 

“Oh, JJ,” You said. “The blonde one without glasses,” 

“Oh, she’s pretty.” Aden said, “You should totally ask her out.”

“Not that simple I’m afraid kid,” You sighed, “We work together.”

“No, it is that simple, grown ups just complicate everything for no reason.” You paused, taking in his words. He did have a point, (sort of). 

“I guess.” You shrugged, “I dunno, guess I’m scared of rejection.”

“That would make sense,” Aden shrugged, “Given our past n all,”

“Dr Aden over here,” You joked. 

Aden paused for a moment, shifting so he could look at you, “I think I wanna be a profiler when I’m older,” 

Your eyebrows shot up in surprise, “Really?”

“Yeah,” Aden gave a small smile, “I think I could help do some good.”

“Aw, you wanna be just like you’re big brother,” You teased before sobering up, “I think you’d be good at it,”

“Really?” You smiled as his face lit up.

“Definitely, you got a smart brain in there, kid.”

“Thanks!” Aden laid back down, the pair of you smiling softly to yourselves. Silence took over for a few seconds. “Y/N can I tell you something?” Aden asked into the darkness.

“Sure, kid, what's up?”

There was a small pause, before Aden’s voice laced with anxiety piped up, “Promise it won't make you hate me?”

“Nothing you say would make me hate you, kiddo.” You said strongly. “Ever.”

“I- I like boys, I'm gay.”

You couldn’t help but smile, “Kid, that's okay. You're allowed to like boys, there's nothing wrong with it.” You reassured, Aden breathed a sigh of relief.

“I wanna tell Mama and Pops, could you wait close by in case it goes badly?”  

“Of course, but I'm sure it'll go okay. When did you want to tell them?” 

“Hmm… Two days time? I feel like that gives me some prep time.” 

“Okay kid,” You said, “Now get some sleep,”

“A’right, night, (Y/N),”

“Night Aden,” You said, “Love you kid,”

“You too,” He yawned. 

JJ opening the door and chiming a ‘good morning’ is what woke you at eight am the next morning. Normally, you would have been mad, having been woken up so early. But seeing JJ smile at you seemed to put the world right. 

“Mornin’,” You replied, your voice deep from sleep. “You sleep well?” 

“You betcha cowboy,” She responded with a twinkle in her eyes, you huffed a laugh. “Your mum says breakfast will be ready in ten minutes.”

Both you and Aden sat up at the mention of food. “We’ll be right down.” Aden said. When JJ had left, Aden turned back to you. “Where’s Buddy?”

“Sleeping in Mama and Pops’ room, apparently they’ve missed him more than me,” Aden gave a laugh as he left the room. 

After breakfast, you sat on your couch, staring out the window into your backyard when JJ sat next to you. “You know, when you were talking about your childhood yesterday, I realised something.”

“Yeah?”

“I’ve never ridden a horse before,” 

You bit your lip, forcing yourself to keep a variety of different jokes in your head - reminding yourself that it wasn’t the time or the place. 

“Never?” You asked instead, and she shook her head. 

“Nope, not once.”

“Would you like to? We’ve got horses,” You said, “I’m sure Mama and Pops won’t mind. I could even show you around a bit.”

JJ looked at you before nodding. “Yeah, okay,” She gave you a smile. 

When you both got back it dark, you put both the horses back in the stables, following the usual steps (picking out the hooves and such) before you gave them an apple each and thanked them (something you always did after a ride). With that, you made your way back into the house. 

“Well hey there stud,” Is what greeted you. You stared at Morgan, jaw dropped. “You two kids have been out a while,”

“I showed her around town,” You explained, feeling an awful lot like a teenager who stayed out past curfew. 

“Uh-huh,” Penelope chimed, folding her arm.

“Hey, hey now,” You responded, “I just showed her around town, I showed her where I went to school, things like that.”

“Just ignore them,” JJ replied, giving you a smile, “They clearly don’t have anything better to do.”

“You wound me with your words,” 

“Children, stop arguing,” Your Mama chimed, “Agent Rossi and Agent Hotchner has helped me cook dinner.”

“Rossi and Hotch are gonna be your new dads,” Morgan teased, you grabbed the closest pillow, throwing it at his head. 

And soon enough, you were all sat around the table eating. “I’m just saying,” Aden said, he, Morgan, Prentiss, and Garcia grinning at you, “It’s a bit suspicious that you only took JJ out.”

You opened your mouth to argue when you witnessed Buddy stand on his hind legs and steal some bacon off of Morgan’s plate. 

"Buddy!" Your eyes are wide as Buddy runs off with all of Morgan's bacon. "I am so sorry-!" You explain before running after him. "Buddy I thought we were trying a raw diet?!" 

Buddy barked and your jaw dropped, "Don't take that tone with me, Mister." 

“And on that note, I think we should all call it a night,” Your Pops said with a chuckle. 

A few hours later, you laid back in your sleeping bag in the dark, “I think I’m going to tell them tomorrow.” Aden said thoughtfully, “I want it over with.”

“A’right kid,” You said, “I’ll be there,”

“I know, you’re always there when I need you,” Aden sat up to give you a smile, “Except for that time when you were too busy getting to know Rosie-”

“Hey, you told me you were fine, don’t open that can of worms kid-” Aden cut you off with a fit of laughter and soon enough you joined in. “You damn near gave me a heart attack with that.”

“That’s because you’re an old man.” You gasped dramatically.

“How dare you!” 

“Boys you better go to sleep!” You heard your Mama exclaim through the door and you both struggled to keep your laughter quiet.

It was JJ that woke you that morning as well (something you could quite happily get used to). When she left, once again the pair of you got ready for the day. 

“I think I might tell Mama and Pops before breakfast. I want to get it over with.”

“A’right, kiddo, I’ll be right outside, okay?” You reassured and he nodded. You gathered our clothes, getting dressed in the bathroom whilst Aden got changed in the bedroom. And then the pair of you walked downstairs, you waiting outside the kitchen door in the living room whilst Aden walked inside.

It had only been two minutes when Morgan approached you. “You good?” Morgan asked, seeing you standing in the living room staring intently at the kitchen door. You turned to him and gave a nod.

“Yeah, Aden wanted me close while he tells Mama and Pops something.” You answered, giving Morgan a small smile, “He was a bit nervous,”

The door flew open and closed again, looking at you for a split second before flinging his arms around you as he gave a small sob. “Kid? Kiddo, what's wrong?” You asked, rubbing circles on his back.  

“You were wrong, it wasn't okay.” Aden cried.

“What’d they say?”  

“That it’s wrong and I need conversion therapy.” Aden’s answer was short but made your stomach drop. 

“Aden, look at me. There is nothing wrong with you. What they say don't matter, you hear me? They're bigots.” Your eyes flicked up to JJ, Emily, Penelope, and Spencer as they wandered in, concerned, “Why don't yall go pack some stuff, okay? 'm gonna talk to Mama and Pops, okay?”

You waited until Aden was out of the room before you walked in, “Y’all wanna tell me what the fuck you just said to that kid? He's crying his eyes out.”

“We told him the truth.” Your Mama answered.

“Really and what would that be?” You asked, folding your arms.

“That we don't want the likes of him under this roof.” Your Pops is the one who answered this time. 

“The likes of him?”

“He's a homosexual!” Your Pops exclaimed, his face slowly starting to turn red.

“He's your son.” You stated.

“He's a fa-”

“Don't you even fuckin call him that again, you hear me?” You exclaimed, “I don't care if you're our pops, you call him that again I knock you out, understood?”

“We're your parents,” Your Mama exclaimed, “Where's your respect?”

“Funny enough, Ma, my respect left the minute you told my baby brother that the only way he would be accepted in this household is if he changed himself.”

“How are you defendin’ him?” She asked. 

“There's nothing wrong with being gay.” You scoffed loudly, were they really so blatantly homophobic?

“It's disgustin’!” 

“He's your son-”

“He's a sinner.”

“He’s a fourteen year old boy!” You could feel yourself starting to lose your temper.

“We've told him he can stay if he goes to conversion therapy.” 

“Then he's leavin’. I'll look after him.” You state. 

“You want him? Take him. We don't want a fa-” You don’t realise you’re reacting until you’re swinging. You hear a slight crunch as it hits his nose, you ignore it. You also ignore the pain that flashes through your hand on impact.

“I told you not to fuckin’ talk about my brother like that.” You state, pointing harshly at him. “Don’t fuckin’ talk about him like that.”

“(Y/N), You need to step out of the room,” You didn’t even realise Derek was in the room, until his fingers are wrapping around your shoulders in an attempt to pull you out of the room. You quickly shrug his arm off you.

“Y’all don't deserve a kid like Aden,” You leave the room, wanting nothing more than to go back in there and talk some sense into them. Instead you force yourself shoulders back, force yourself to take a deep breath and turn to Aden, “Come on kid, let's go. You okay with stayin’ with me for a while?” 

“What’s going on?” Jason asked, walking into the room.

You turned to Aden, waiting until he nodded before you continue, “Aden just told Ma and Pops he’s gay and they told him to go to conversion therapy.”

Jason nods, “Good, it’ll help him.”

You scoff loudly, “You know what? I was so fuckin’ wrong about this family. Come on, Aden, we’re goin’,”

“You wait in the car, we’ll round up the others,” JJ said, placing her hand on your arm as she gives you a small smile. Aden follows you with his head down, hands in front as he anxiously picked at his nails.

You opened the passenger door for him, motioning for him to get in (the others could make do in the back for now, you needed to check on your brother). “Whatchya thinkin’?”

“I screwed all this up,” Aden whispers, “(Y/N)- I’m so sorry,”

“What? Hey, no,” Your answer is immediate, “Kid you did nothin’ wrong.”

“But now Mama and Pops don’t want anything to do with us, it’s just us.” Aden said, “I screwed it all up and now we’re back to square one.”

“Hey, no.” You keep your voice firm, “You did nothin’ wrong, what you told them is perfectly acceptable. It’s them that has the problem, a’ight? If that’s a make or break deal, then so be it.”

“But-”

“Kid, I would choose you over anyone, any day.” You said, “You’re my brother, which means you’re stuck with me for life. You hear me? I would rather have no one and still have you than have everyone without you,”

“But I-”

“You did nothin’ wrong.” You answer strongly. 

“(Y/N)-”

“No, kid, I won’t have you thinking anything bad about yourself because of this,”

“I was just going to say that I think you need to go to the hospital,” He said, pointing to your hand, which was already bruising and beginning to swell.

“I’ll be fine,” You said, shrugging him off. 

“Did you punch him?”

“Yep,” You replied, not one to lie to your brother, even about something like this. “He said some unacceptable things.”

“About me?”

“Yeah, kid. So I broke his nose.” 

“I think you also broke your hand,” Aden pointed out. 

“I did not break my hand.”

“Prove it.”

“How can I even prove that?”

“Straighten your hand.”

You stared at him, “Fine.” You begin to straighten your hand out, “Okay, you’re right,”

Rossi opened the door, “What’s the kid right about?”

“He broke his hand,” You stared at him in disbelief. “What? You weren’t gonna tell him.” You huffed.

“To the hospital we go,” Hotch chimed, motioning for you and Aden to move into the back so he and Rossi could sit up front with him driving. 

“Sir-”

“We don’t want to hear it,” Rossi said, you huffed once more glaring at Morgan as he laughed. 

And that’s how you ended up with a cast on your hand and a scowl.

[f1goat]

mistake(s) x lando norris + part five

In which you keep making the same mistake over and over again by fucking the boy you hate the most.

masterlist - playlist

part one part two part three part four

warnings: smut but with a plot, 18+ | english is not my first language fem!verstappen reader x lando norris

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Lando mutters when he sees you standing in front of him. You barely hear his words, but his facial expression tells you enough. Lando just arrived at the airport where Max his private jet is standing. In a small hour you will leave to Australia with Max, Kelly and Lando. Lando greats his friend, but can’t stop staring at you. Or better said, he can’t stop looking at the leggings you’re wearing. He thinks about how this flight will even feel longer than it already is when he has to be around you in those leggings without doing anything. 

“Hey Lan,” you greet Lando. 

Lando is quick to greet you back, he pulls you in a small hug. It’s short, but it’s long enough for him to whisper some words into your ear. “Did you have to wear such tight leggings?” Lando asks you softly. 

You grin. Lando is reacting even quicker then you already thought he would. 

“What is wrong with my leggings?” You ask innocently. Of course you know that they are a bit to tight, causing them to draw attention to your ass. 

“Nothing,” Lando sighs, “but now I actually want to join the Mile High Club with you.” 

This is going exactly as you have planned. Boys are too easy. 

A few hours later you’re high up in the sky in the private jet. You have developed a love for flying in Max his private jet. It has many benefits, like not being with the annoying people you normally met in a regular plane. Next tot that, it’s also pretty comfortable and relaxing. 

Max and Kelly are sitting further in front of you. You noticed before that the both of them are sleeping. Lando is sitting a bit closer to you. Now that Max and Kelly are still sleeping, it’s presenting you the perfect opportunity to make some small talk with Lando. And maybe tease him a bit more. You get up from your seat and move over towards Lando, you quickly take a seat next to him. 

“Hey babygirl,” Lando greets you. 

“Hey Lan,” you greet him back. Lando puts his arm around your shoulders, getting you a bit closer in the process. You don’t make a comment about his move. It’s nothing new. You’ve noticed before that Lando is affectionate. 

“What are we going to do tomorrow?” You ask Lando. Since Lando told you he would plan a day in Australia for you and him you’ve been curious about his plans. You know that Max knows about - a part ? - of his plans, but he won’t tell you anything either. 

“It’s still a secret,” Lando quickly replies. It’s the same reaction you have gotten multiple times this week. Even when you texted him, he would say it’s a secret. 

“Maybe you can give me a hint?” You ask Lando with the sweetest tone in your voice you can manage. 

“If you want a hint, you have to deserve one,” Lando tells you with a smirk. 

It’s pretty obvious what he means with deserving a hint. Maybe Lando thinks he isn’t this predictable, but this is exactly what you hoped for. It doesn’t take you long to place yourself on Lando his lap. Lando quickly grabs a blanket from next to him, he wraps it about the both of you. Then his hands go over to your ass, he softy kneads your cheeks. 

“You’re wearing them on purpose, aren’t you?” Lando asks you. You don’t reply verbally, you show Lando an innocent smile. He grunts. You start to move your body onto his. Slowly you grind on his crotch with your ass. Lando grabs your waist. He toys with the waist band of your leggings before letting his hand slide into your leggings. It doesn’t take him long to move his hand into your string as well. His finger slides through your labia. He can’t hide another smirk when he notices how wet you already are. 

In the mean time you’re still grinding yourself onto Lando his crotch. You notice that his pants are getting tighter with the minute. It’s causing you to smirk a bit as well. 

“Fuck yourself on my cock,” Lando tells you while leaving out a soft groan. You like his dominant words. Slowly you move yourself a bit higher, you pull down your leggings and string. Lando his hands stay connected to your ass in the mean time. You pull his bottoms down as well, thankful that he’s wearing simple sweatpants. 

You hover yourself above Lando his already throbbing cock. While teasing Lando a bit, you slowly move yourself lower. Lando makes sure that his cock is entering you directly as you are low enough. You whimper softly when you feel his cock sliding inside of you. Lando presses a kiss against your lips, stopping you from letting out more sounds. Slowly you start to move up and down again. Lando makes sure that the blanket keeps covering you two. Max might know about him and you fucking, but he’s sure Max doesn’t want to know about this as well. 

“You better stay quiet,” Lando whispers into your ear before grabbing your waist again. He starts to support your movements, causing you to move faster then before. It causes a soft moan to escape from your mouth. Lando softly tuts at you, while showing you a small smile. He likes being the reason you can’t keep yourself quiet. He loves the sounds you make. 

Lando moves his hips as well. He thrusts in and out of you with his dick. You feel the way your breath starts to hitch. A familiar knot in your stomach appears. You feel yourself coming closer to your orgasm. In no time your walls start to clench around Lando his cock. It’s getting harder for you to hold back your moans. Another one escapes. Lando is struggling with he same thing, he softly grunts. 

He feels your walls clenching tightly around his cock. It’s enough for him to get over the edge as well. He feels himself coming undone into you. It doesn’t take you longer then a minute to follow him. You let out another moan while coming undone. Lando can’t hold back a chuckle. 

A few minutes later you’re cuddled up against Lando under the same blanket you used a few minutes before to fuck him under. This time both of you are dressed again. You don’t know when you started to get closer to Lando. But the last times cuddling after sex was turned into the most normal thing to do afterwards. You can’t deny that you like it. The cuddles after the sex, the soft kisses Lando places on your forehead and the simple conversations. It’s giving you an unknown feeling inside. 

“Congratulations,” Lando tells you with a small smile, “you’re now officially a member of the Mile High Club.”

You let out a laugh. “Thanks,” you reply. 

“This is the part where you congratulate me as well,” Lando tells you. 

You send Lando a confused look. Was this something new for him as well? With all the girls he had before and all his experiences, you didn’t think there would be any first for Lando with you. “Was this the first time for you as well?” You ask Lando surprised. Lando simply nods. You can’t shake off a proud feeling. You like this. You repeat Lando his earlier words jokingly, congratulating him as well. 

“I guess I do deserve my hint now, don’t you think?” You state after a bit of silence.

“There will be koalas,” Lando simply tells you.

You let out a sigh, “I already knew that.” 

“It’s a long flight,” Lando says teasingly, “maybe you can deserve more hints later.”

You let out a soft laugh. Lando and you keep talking for a bit. Lando tells you that he’s feeling more sure about the upcoming race weekend, he hopes this time he can fight for some points. You hope for the same thing. After a bit of talking, you start to feel tired. When you close your eyes for a few seconds, it doesn’t take long before you drift of to sleep. Lando smiles at the sight of you. He softly massages your head for a bit, playing with your hair as well. Then he’s quick to follow you into sleep. 

+++

A few hours later you’re sitting together with Max and Kelly. Lando is still pretty deep asleep. You know for sure that Max and Kelly saw you and Lando sleeping together, but they haven’t said anything about it. Yet. You know your brother and his girlfriend well enough to know that the questions are still coming. They will question you about it, it’s just unsure when. It’s a waiting game for when they start to ask questions. This time you don’t have to wait long. Kelly is the one who can’t resist it to ask some questions. 

“Since when are you and Lando close?” Kelly asks you curious, “I thought you didn’t like him.”

“I don’t like him,” you quickly state.

“But you were sleeping under the same blanket with him? All cuddled up..,” Kelly goes on. 

“Yeah, you looked pretty cozy with him,” Max adds as well. 

You sigh. “We are not close,” you tell them both, “I was just tired so I fell asleep.”

“And how did you end up next to him under the same blanket?” Kelly continues to ask, she’s clearly not buying your excuses. You get it. How are you going to explain this? 

“We we’re just talking before,” you state, “and it was cold.” 

“Lando also hugged you when he greeted you,” Kelly continues.

“He hugged you as well,” you throw back.

“I’m friends with Lando,” Kelly tells you, “and you always say that you’re not friends with him. So what’s going on between you two?”

Lando is slowly awaking in the mean time as well. He hears your conversation with Kelly. He’s not fully awake yet, but the words are getting more clear with the second. 

“There’s nothing going on between Lando and me.”

Lando hears those words loud and clear. He can’t say the words don’t make him feel bad. He knows you’re just saying that because of Kelly and Max, but still. Technically there isn’t happening a lot between the two of you, apart from the sex. 

“So, there’s no chance that you like Lando?’ Kelly asks you. 

Lando knows it’s bad to eavesdrop, but he can’t stop himself. He wants to hear your answer. 

“As if,” you reply to Kelly, “I don’t like him and I never will.”

Of course, Lando knew that you don’t like him. It’s obvious. You have told him multiple times before that you don’t like him, you even told him that you hate him. But still. It’s the last part of your sentence that’s actually hurting him. I never will. The words keep repeating themself in his mind. He lets out a sigh. Of course he knew it would be hopeless, but still. Is it that bad that he actually held hope that you would maybe discover another side of him? 

Last days Lando spend almost all of his free time to plan a day with you in Australia. He took all of your likings into account. He asked Daniel for recommendations and he went over everything with Max as well. He spent so many time in planning everything, only to try to impress you. He hoped you would discover another side of him during his planned day. You words are a harsh realization moment for him. You’ll always see him as someone that’s selfish and spoiled. As someone you don’t like. Lando starts to feel a bit bad. He stands up and throws the blanket of himself.

You notice Lando his actions. You watch how he walks towards the toilets in the back of the jet. It’s hard to miss his facial expressions. It seems like Lando is sad. You wonder what’s wrong with him? Without really thinking about your next move, you decide to follow Lando. You mutter a dumb excuse to Kelly and Max before walking towards the toilets as well. Kelly laughs, “As if you don’t like Lando,” she states. 

Lando feels a small tear rolling down his cheek. He can’t suppress a soft sob. Before he can open the toilet door, he feels a hand on his arm. He can only hope that it’s Max. Or Kelly. Just not you. Before he can turn around to figure out who’s holding him, he already hears your voice. 

“Are you okay Lan?” You ask. 

Lando turns around. He tries to change his expression to a more neutral one, but he’s pretty sure he’s failing at that. He notices the way you look at him. It almost seems like you care. Almost. 

“I’m fine,” Lando mutters to you. He tries to ignore your burning gaze onto him. 

“You don’t look fine,” you reply.

“As if you care,” Lando lets out frustrated. When the words leave his mouth, he already starts to regret them. What a way to fuck it up. Again. On times like this, he gets it all to well why you don’t like him. He’s an idiot. 

“I do care,” you tell Lando softly without thinking about it, “if I didn’t care about you I wouldn’t be standing here.” 

Lando thinks about your words. Maybe there’s some small truth hidden into them? If you didn’t care a bit about him, then you wouldn’t notice his sad looks and you certainly won’t have followed him. He starts to feel a bit stupid. Maybe he just overreacted to your words from before. It’s still possible that you don’t want anyone to know about what’s going on between the two of you and that’s why you said those words to Kelly. 

You notice the change into Lando’s expression. You don’t say anything about it, but you do spread your arms. Lando is quick to get closer to you, he wants nothing more then to feel your arms around his body now. It doesn’t take you a second before you wrap your arms around Lando his body. Lando is quick to mimic your moves. 

“If I were you I’d think about some better excuses Y/N.”

You didn’t even notice Max coming closer to you and Lando until you hear his voice. You let out a soft laugh because of his words. He’s right. Your words and actions don’t match at all. 

“So what about another hint?” You ask Lando with a small smile hoping it cheers him up a bit more.

Lando lets out a soft laugh. Then he starts to wonder. If you didn’t like him for one tiny bit, then you wouldn’t be this excited for a whole day with him. Right? Maybe there’s a bit hope for him after all. 

++

“This is absolutely beautiful Lan,” you say excited. Lando is walking next to you. Together you’re walking in the Royal Botanics Garden. You’re enjoying the beautiful landscape around you. Lando shows you a small smile. When Daniel recommended him this place, he knew for a fact you’d like it. It seemed like something that fitted you. Apparently he was right about that. So far all of his assumptions about you were right. 

He took you to a small cultural museum earlier today, now he’s walking around here with you waiting to find the perfect lunch spot and then he will take you to your favorite activity - the animals. 

Lando his impressed you multiple times already today and it’s still early. You don’t know how to think about it. This wasn’t something you ever expected from Lando. He has been an absolute blessing during the day so far. He patiently waited for you when you wanted to read everything around the museum and now he’s even making some pictures of you in front of the most beautiful flowers. 

“Are you hungry?” Lando asks you after a bit of walking around. “Yeah, kinda,” you reply. Lando is quick to hold your hand, making you stop walking. He softly pulls you with him towards another place. “That’s great,” he tells you, “because there’s a beautiful lunch spot here.” 

A few minutes later you’re sitting in the middle of the Royal Botanics Garden. You don’t know what Lando means with a lunch-spot since there seem to be no restaurant or anything around you. Then Lando pulls of his backpack and grabs out some different things. You stare at his movements and at the things he pulls out of his backpack. It seems like he has brought multiple containers with food in them. Did Lando actually plan a picnic? You look surprised at his movements. When he pulls out a blanket, you know for sure. He has actually planned a picnic.

Lando puts the blanket in front of you on the ground. He hopes you like this. Yesterday he asked the hotel if they could arrange something for him for a picnic, they were happy to help him. Before picking you up this morning, he went by the kitchens to get multiple containers filled up with food. 

Together you and Lando sit down on the blanket on the grass. You’re still amazed by the beautiful landscape around you. You’re even more amazed by the fact that you’re picnicking with Lando. It surprises you. Lando keeps surprising you again and again today. You like it. You’re mainly surprised at the way Lando makes you feel. He makes you feel like his first priority during the whole day. You noticed the multiple phone calls he declined and how his phone is none of his concern. He’s asking you questions about your friends, your study and your life. He’s actually interested in you and what you have to say. 

“Do you like it?” Lando asks you. 

“Yes!” You reply enthusiastic, “This is great Lan.” 

Lando smiles, he’s happy that you like everything so far. 

A small hour later Lando is surprising you once again. You’re currently experiencing your dream. Lando managed it to take you to a small place where they have multiple animals walking freely around. It doesn’t seem like a zoo, it’s more like a small farm. You wonder how Lando managed this, because you two are the only two walking around. You want to ask Lando about it, but you’re quickly distracted when you notice some of the animals. 

“Oh my god,” you let out excited, “there are koalas!” 

You walk over towards the koalas you just spotted. Lando is quick to follow you. He is smiling from ear to ear. He’s glad you’re liking everything so far. 

“I believe you can cuddle them,” Lando tells you, “Let’s see if one of them comes close.” 

Only a few minutes later you’re holding a koala closely to your body. Lando has grabbed his camera out of his backpack. It’s already full of pictures from you from today. Now he’s making the memory even fuller with pictures of you and every animal. You show Lando a small while he takes a picture of you and the koala. 

“You are too cute,” Lando tells you. You’re smile grows even bigger. 

+++

“So how was your day?” Max asks you.

You came back to the room a bit ago. Lando took you to dinner in a small restaurant after the two of you roamed around in the centrum of Melbourne. You even shopped a bit. After dinner Lando and you got back to the hotel. 

“It was amazing,” you tell Max honestly, “Lando took me to so many pretty places. I even hugged with a koala.” 

“Who would have guessed that Lando could organize things like this,” Max tells you jokingly.

“I’d have never guessed this,” you confess, “I was mind blown during the whole day. Not only because he planned the best things, but also because of his behavior. He’s changing.”

“He took a lot of effort,” Max tells you. He thinks about his next words, but decides to tell you a bit more about all of Lando his effort. You need to know how much he did for today. “He Googled for multiple hours to find the nicest spots, he asked Daniel for recommendations and he went through everything with me as well to make sure you would like it.” 

“He did that?” You ask surprised.

Max simply nods. You think about Max his words. Of course you realized that Lando took a lot of effort for today, but you didn’t expect this much. You didn’t expect him to ask Max about your opinions as well. Lando just keeps amazing you today, even when he’s not around you anymore.

“How can I ever thank him for today?” You ask Max.

“Just keep giving him chances,” Max says honestly, he doesn’t think about his words. “Because believe me Y/N, he’s actually trying to better himself.” 

“I noticed,” you state.

“He’s really trying,” Max continues.

“But why?” You ask.

“That’s for you to find out,” Max replies with a small smile. 

part six

[tsu-kitty]

it’d be really interesting to see you go the sweeter and bubblier route! I think it’s still important she’s not just an airhead, rather she’s just as (maybe a little less or maybe a little more) smart as tsukki- it’s their chemistry and bond that brings them together rather than a rivalry or banter. she’s not stupid, instead she chooses to be sweet with him and bring out a more docile area of his complex personality. she’s not snarky, she chooses to spend her time with him rather than being brought to it by the need to prove something to him. she knows she doesn’t, because they love each other and they get to be calm and enjoy themselves around each other in all their respective hobbies- and if tsukki’s hand tape gets replaced with a pink, patterned version then, well, what’s a guy to do?

yes, okay, slay. i so will.

i've seen others say this, but tsukishima with an emotionally intelligent partner to match his general intelligence is such a great concept.

but like agh i'm obsessed. obsessed. big scary boy who turns into a precious little softy with his partner? stop, it's everything really. like, imagine them talking in the hallway and he's looking at her so gently, tucking her hair behind her ear, then someone else comes up to talk to them and his face just drops. uuuuggggghhhhhhh.

or she's giving a presentation in class and the person next to tsuki keeps talking and he kicks their chair and glares at them like "how dare you speak when she's speaking, know your place you filthy mortal". lmao a little overboard but you get the point.

and just imagine all the little physical ways she creeps into his life. like, as you said, the occasional coloured tape on his fingers, hello kitty stickers on his headphones, a badtz-maru charm on his school bag (cause she thinks he looks like him), him using a pen with a fluffy pink top she lent him, him starting to use a fruity flavoured lip balm instead of his old plain one. and his fashion style slowly morphs from plain and basic to still simple but chic and slightly preppy.

oh, and her asking for his opinion on her new nails. and he always says he likes them. omg maybe this is too much, but what if for his birthday she writes his name on her nails. because tsukishima in english has ten letters, one for each finger. or maybe it's kei written in a tiny font on her thumb (in english or kanji). and when he sees it his face goes bright red and he pulls her into a hug so he can hide his blush from her, but she can feel his heart practically beating out of his chest.

oh my god and when he realises he loves her, like he's in love, he makes her a playlist. it's the sappiest thing he's ever done and probably will ever do in his life, but it's the only thing he can think of in the moment.

or maybe he chooses just one song that perfectly encapsulates the way he feels about her. as they walk home together, he unexpectedly places his headphones over her ears and presses play. he tries to act cool and collected, but he's dying inside and can't bring himself to look at her while it plays.

omg i'm gonna write that, just you wait.

[worlds-worst-ships]

After somewhat popular demand... here is an absolutely obscene fanfiction I wrote in 2021. This will either go down great, or horribly.

*BEEP**BEEP**BEEP**BEEP*

How exciting. My alarm clock, once again, is going off right next to my head. Using my genius level ingenuity, I put four alarm clocks on my bedside table, all of which have a different unique design to them, forcing me to wake up and sort through each one until I turn the offending alarm clock off. I have my boyfriend set them for me, and this time he seems to have gone with the clock that has Hannah Montana's face plastered all over it. How very empowering. While still dazed, I groggily picked it up and knuckleballed it against the wall, obliterating it into a thousand pieces, as a real man would. 

"I'm sorry Hannah, but as empowering to me as you are, you've got nothing on Bo Peep from Toy Story."

"Babe, I swear to god, if you destroy another alarm clock, my wife's boyfriend is gonna kill me... he only gives me five dollars of allowance a month, I theoretically can't keep replacing your alarm clocks" said a softy, nasally voice from behind me.  

Of course... how could I forget? My boyfriend Ben was asleep right next to me. I felt bad. I knew he was always replacing the countless alarm clocks that I destroyed, but eventually, Chad was going to catch on and send him to his room with no dinner and no Fortnite for a week. Such a cruel man... A cruel, chiseled, strong, gorgeous unit of a man. Chad, Ben's wife's boyfriend... God, I wish I could leave Ben for him, but Chad would absolutely pop my skull like a grape between his mighty pectorals. I am not worthy. Thus, I turned to Ben and asked: 

"Today is the day. Are you ready?"

"Yeah.. yeah, I am" he replied, a confident look sweeping over his face. 

"Whats the name of the place you're getting it done again?" I asked

"Uhhh... Claire's, I think? I mean, I saw on a conservative Facebook page that thats where people usually go to get the surgery. The guy had a MAGA hat and a beer in his profile picture, and he works at a junk yard, so he must know what he's talking about" said Ben, climbing out of bed and putting on his spray-on jeans. "Hurry up and get dressed, we have to leave in an hour."

Yeah... today was the day that Ben would get his top surgery. I was so proud of him for getting one step closer to completing his transition. I know that Chad would just flick him in the chest, break all of his ribs instantly, and tell him to get back to raising his Chad-babies while he ate metal and drank beer, but I was going to support him all the way through. In the least gay way possible... I love him. Chad, not Ben. I actually hate Ben. He's so annoying, never just saying what he thinks, always saying "hypothetically" and dumb shit like that before everything. What an annoying little prick. If I didn't get views from his fans, I'd dump him straight away and stop agreeing with everything he says. 

"Alright, alright" I said, flicking through my side of the closet, looking for the best possible outfit to suit the situation. Hmmm... the closet.... it looks very comfy in there. I'd love to climb in and stay there forever to hide from my support group, but that would be the easy way out. So, after a minute or so, I chose the cutest floral blouse, some jean shorts that really hugged my glutes, some platform boots and a floppy brimmed straw hat adorned with fake flowers. I thought about using real flowers, but thats way too girly, which is offensive to my masculinity. 

After a breakfast of lucky charms, raw eggs and a whole turnip, Ben called us an Uber and we got ready to set off for Claire's. 

"Steven... I'm scared." Said Ben, tightly squeezing my hand. 

"Hey, hey, hey... whats the worst that could happen?" I said, forcing a confident smile. "It'll be fine! I'm here with you!" 

"You just ate a whole raw turnip five minutes ago Steven, I, in theory, highly doubt I can rely on you in the worst case theoretical scenario" said Ben in a snarky tone.

I nearly picked Ben up and Rikishi'd him through the front porch for that little comment, but then I remembered who the top was in this relationship... Chad. I'd be in big, big trouble if Ben came home with a porch wrapped around his neck. Either way, the Uber, who was interestingly named Guiseppe, arrived to pick us up.

"MAMA MIA!!! Look at the glutes on that thing!! My Grandma has made PIZZA DOUGH thats not as thick as that!!!" Guiseppe yelled, slapping his thigh and starting a small fire in the front seat, gesturing to me and saying "Come bay-bee, put it out for me"

I was extremely confused. Guiseppe was an extremely... "forward" man. I certainly didn't want to put a fire out with my dump truck of a batty crease, but at the same time, I desperately wanted to go off on him for harassing me and go on a tangent about how men deserve better than to be treated like this by Italian taxi drivers every day. But then I realised that I'm full of shit, and that I know I'm not actually a victim because this has never actually happened to me, and I climbed in the trunk instead with Ben tightly squeezed under my armpit. Then we felt the car start moving. 

"Steven... Why are we in the trunk?" asked Ben. 

"Well, thats because it's pointless trying to make myself a victim since I'm really not that bothered by it and we're not on camera anyways, and if the fire burns my booty, how will I ever please Chad?" I replied

"How will you... what?" Ben inquired in a serious tone

"Oh, uh, nothing, babe" I said, blushing as the thought of Chad running a rocket on my hips and confining me to a wheelchair forever. 

"Oh, fair enough." said Ben, letting out one of the loudest burps I've ever heard in my life. Then something hit me. 

Do I smell... turnips? Has that little pixie shit been eating my turnips?!

In a rage, I flung open the trunk, grabbed Ben by the head, and yelled an order at Guiseppe. 

"DO SOME DONUTS!! DO SOME DONUTS!!" 

And Guiseppe did so. As we spun around, I shoved Ben's face into the road below, grinding his entire upper body down to nothing. It looked like someone smeared tomato puree all over the concrete. Ben was reduced to an ass and a pair of legs. Sorta like this. 

"Hows that for top surgery, you turnip-stealing fuck?" I yelled at Ben's now burnt behind, spitting into what remained of his spinal cord. 

Then, as if on cue, Ben's remains bubbled and expanded, and he reformed into his original shape, and looked me in the eyes as if he'd just woken up. 

"What happened?" he asked. 

"What the-"

I was amazed. I'd just turned Ben into pizza sauce and he just grew back like a zit during high school. 

"I think my brain got destroyed, so I lost some of my memory. What happened?" He asked, scratching his new head. "Oh I should mention, I have Resident Evil powers, since this is an ideal world, and the creator wanted to add in a hilarious moment where you turned the freeway into a bloody pizza by grinding someone down to nothing. Is that what happened?"

Regaining my senses, I said "No, I just farted and you passed out from it. See? you can smell the turnips."

"Oh, ok, cool." said Ben, nestling back into my armpit. "do you think you have regenerative powers too? You should get top surgery right after me and find out. Although I heard they're a one-time thing, so be careful."

Unwilling to find out, I stayed silent for the remainder of the journey until we felt the car come to a violent halt. Turns out Guiseppe decided to drive his car through the doors to the mall, and park right outside Claire's. 

"Finally!" we both said in unison, stepping out of the trunk. 

"You know, if you want to pay me, you could always let me get a lick of that dough ball behind, big boy" said Guiseppe. 

"No, I think I'm just going to leave and never talk to you again" I said, flipping Guiseppe off like a bad boy. I should really film a 'why do good girls like bad guys' TikTok after that one.

In the chaos of the crash, it would seem that all but one of a group of protestors were reduced to paste under the car. The one remaining, a soccer mom looking woman with a scowl on her face, stood up, dusted herself off, and looked at us in disgust.

"You'd better not be going in there" she hissed, pointing at Claire's. "you know they operate on kids in there, right? You know they mutilate kids? You know they manipulate young girls into getting their bodies ruined forever??" 

I walked over to the door, gestured to a 'no kids allowed' sign and said "Bitch, please. Show me some proof". 

"Whatever. I'm still right. Have a nice day. I'm nice really, even though I'm not. Trust me." she said, rolling her eyes and turning away with no proof to give. "You guys are just... I dunno, sexist or something, I really don't feel like putting actual effort into finding an appropriate buzz word to call you."

Then what she did next will haunt me for the rest of my days. 

She knelt down and... picked up her picket sign. But... how?!

She's a woman... how could she be so strong?? That power... in a woman's body... anything heavier than a cooking pot should be impossible!!!

"Who... who are you?? Who the heck are you???" I yelled

"Arielle. Ally to trans people, and supporter of having their healthcare rights taken, supporter of groups that hate them, and supporter of authors who write uninformed bullshit books on them, as well as long-time transphobe. I love trans people! I just show no respect for them and block people who call me out unless they have followers. I'm so nice! Wanna try my apple crumble? Don't worry, saying I support them immediately erases anything bad I've said or done to them. Jeez, isn't the existence of Bon Ninary people so sexist? I'm only saying that because I feel personally attacked that female-bodied people anywhere are becoming trans rather than dating me, because I'm entitled to that, but yknow. Hmmm, I wonder why so many people hate me... Oh well. I'm a genius. I'm gonna go cry into a frozen microwave meal for one now."

While I wasn't surprised that a woman had just said something stupid and oxymoronic, being as I love looking down on them, I was surprised at her insane power. I... I had to fight her. 

But then I remembered that I'm not on camera, realised I don't actually think like that, and walked into Claire's. Jeez, I really need to grow up. 

The room we were in was... strange. There were way too many cameras. I mean, of course everywhere has cameras, but this many? There were even some on the floor aiming upwards... lucky I didn't wear my favourite skirt! That would be extremely gay and stupid and probably lower my strength stat by a few hundred points. 

We walked past the ear piercing section, and straight through the black curtain at the back to the surgical department. 

Ben's hand clasped mine even tighter, as if to say "daddy, I'm scared". But I know he wouldn't be stupid enough to show me any fear, unless he wants to be evaporated into nothing but an ass and some legs again. Stupid boy. Be a real man. Pathetic. 

Once we entered the lobby, things just got stranger. There were even more cameras, and the windows almost seemed... fake. Nonetheless, we approached the front desk where a rather snooty looking young man was sitting watching a lacrosse game on his phone. I almost wanted to tell him to stop pouting and flexing, but I felt like he was on the cusp of a meltdown if I offered him any sort of criticism. We stood there awkwardly for a moment in the silence of the lobby, where only the three of us and a man hidden behind a newspaper were sat, until Ben broke the silence.

"Um... excuse me?" he stammered

"Holy shit, you're fat and ugly" said the receptionist, looking up from his phone. "Why do you look like your wife has a boyfriend who treats you like a son? You look so stupid. Jeez. Probably a trender."

Blown away from his rudeness, I grabbed him by the collar and stood up, dangling him like a saveloy on a fishing hook. I looked him dead in the eyes, and spoke from the heart. 

"Listen here you antagonistic little cretin, if you ever talk to my boyfriend like that again, I'm going to fold you into a paper cup and drink from you on my podcast where I talk about things I don't understand, got it, you soggy onion boy?"

Seeing that I wasn't a 13 year old non binary kid on TikTok, or someone with half the testosterone he has, he backed down with nothing to say like a rat retreating into a hole. That was... way easier than I thought. Looking at his name tag as I dropped him into the waste paper basket by his desk, I saw his name was Kalvin. 

"So, uh... I have an appointment" said Ben. 

Kalvin pressed three buttons on his keyboard, and then reached under his desk and dumped what looked like a crate of milk bottles in front of us. 

"Um... what?" I said, puzzled. 

"There you go" Kalvin said, his eyes flicking back and forth from the security camera above his desk. 

"Explain, you wet flannel" I demanded 

"Oh, do you want me to actually organise a boxing match with you that I will totally train for and turn up to?" he spat back at me.

"Listen, Mr Inferiority Complex, I'm not a tween non binary TikTok user with no fight experience and less than a third of your testosterone, you're not gonna lay a finger on me you fucking pathetic clown cunt, even if there was someone who would actually take you seriously enough to organise a fight sports event for a sack of shit like you, you wouldn't even train properly for it you baton-wielding prick, so stick to your little games of lacrosse where you get ten times the protective gear you do in boxing anyways and explain why you've just put this in front of me before I fucking wrap the front door around your skull, alright you soft little sugarplum fairy wannabe tough guy dickhead?" I said, while menacingly flexing my muscles under my floral blouse.  

"Its testosterone" said Kalvin, on the verge of tears after being stood up to by someone his own size. 

While I was baffled that anyone actually found a sensitive little softie like me intimidating, now I was even more confused.

"But I didn't come here for testosterone, I came here for top surgery" said Ben. 

Kalvin leaned in, beckoned us closer, and whispered to us:

"Listen... I know this makes no sense. Literally no clinic anywhere gives out cross-sex hormones this fast. But thats not what *they* believe, and if *they* see me making realistic choices when dealing with trans clients, they'll stab me" he whispered in a shaky voice.

"You are beyond useless. Why are you even doing this?" Said Ben.

"Look, I get it, I'm trans too, I know I'm full of shit. But what matters is that *they* think I'm normal." he replied.

"Who's 'they'?" I asked

But before I could press him further, Kalvin backed off and said loudly "Anyways... since you're a girl, we can't give you the surgery. You girl. Stupid, weak, pathetic girl who listens to people on the internet. But we're libtards, so we're gonna give you the surgery anyways, because we like blending children!" he obnoxiously yelled, winking at the nearest camera.  

"Oh, Kalvin..." said a nearby voice in an Italian accent. "You know there are laws preventing people from getting hormones within 24 hours. You know that nobody is stealing your resources. And you know that gender expression and gender identity are different things. I thought law students were supposed to be smart."

We all turned around to see the man with the newspaper stand up, only to realize it was...Guiseppe? 

Mama mia! What a plot twist!

"G-Guiseppe??" Kalvin gasped. "But... I thought you were dead!"

"Oh Kalvin, sending a few angsty teens over to spam in my comments may be enough to defeat a child, but I'm Guiseppe. I'm not even supposed to be here." 

Then he turned around and left, after slapping Kalvin with his newspaper and starting small fires in each and every chair in the room. 

"Arriverderci, bitch" Said Guiseppe, flipping us all off and walking straight through the glass door, leaving a trail of blood down the street as he tossed bricks of cheese at the police officers chasing him. 

After that weird little episode, Kalvin ushered us down a corridor and into another room where a nurse put Ben into a hospital gown, which offended me because I wanted her to touch me instead, and then told us to wait. 

Then the doctor came in. And hooooooly smokes... Chad who??

"Hello there, I'm perfectly normal doctor Blaire and I believe I'm performing a top surgery later today? " She said in a voice that turned my legs to jelly. 

There was something about this woman... something that just made me obsessed with her. Something that just made me want to grab her and stuff her in my tighty-whities. I just couldn't get over how hot I found her. 

"Uh, yes, thats right, on me." Said Ben. 

"Nervous? You fucking should be, you she-girl" responded the doctor

She just misgendered my boyfriend right in front of me, but I didn't care. I was pitching a tent like my shorts were a homeless colony just from looking at her. But... why? She looks like literally every popular girl that struggled to stay popular after graduation. Like, I could scrape a carbon copy of her off the streets of LA. Why do I find her so attractive??

"But yeah, anyways, don't worry, I totally care about you, you're gonna be fine. I'm trans too, so I definitely understand the struggle." she said with a definitely not fake smile. 

Then it hit me. Trans. That was it. Thats why I was feeling such a desperate urge to squeeze one out then and there right in front of her. All over her definitely not disingenuous face. 

She walked out of the room, and I finally took a breath. Then, ten or so minutes later, the nurse came back wheeled Ben into the operating theater. 

The walls were very clearly made of cardboard, and the doctor's desk was shoddily thrown together. Thats when I noticed... there was a picture with her and a man on the desk. 

"Hey, I know him!" I said. "Isn't he a member of the KKK? You seem pretty cosy with him. I mean, nothing he does really effects me, so in order to appeal to people in the same boat, I can't say anything about him, but thats a very nice picture!"

"Oh, yeah, totally" said doctor Blaire, adjusting one of the sixteen security cameras in the room. Seriously, what is with those cameras? 

"Now, Ben..." she said, walking over to Ben, who was looking like a stupid little fucking sardine in his hospital gown. "Do you want the regular top surgery, or the really good conservative top surgery?" 

"Conservative...top...surgery?" said Ben, raising his shitty eyebrows. Bitch needs some work done, fr fr. 

"Oh, yes. Its really really good. I promise. Its just as good as the regular one." 

She seemed to be shaking and stammering, so I spoke up. 

"Okay, this is weird. Like, seriously weird. Why are there so many cameras? Why is your office made of cardboard?" 

"Ah-ah!" She said, moving closer to us. Then from under her doctor coat, she pulled out... a gun?!?

"You want the conservative top surgery, riiiight?" she said, doing that stupid fucking fake smirk she does. But make no mistake, I'm a chaser, I give zero fucks. 

"Y...yes!" squealed Ben. 

"Thats right. At least I can tell who the top is here." she said, gleefully. 

"Its me" said Ben

"Oh, right, yeah, sure" said Blaire. 

Thats when I noticed... the poster on her wall that I previously thought said 'live, laugh, love' actually said 'If he ain't aryan, I ain't marryin''. And in the desk drawer... was that... a confederate flag?? And a badge that says "I'm latina and proud"??? This bitch is CRAAAZY!!

Before I could call her out, she grabbed both me and Ben, pulled us close, and spoke as if she was terrified of something. 

"Listen... I'm here to sell you out. Yeah. I'm trans. But thats some scary shit. I need to get as cosy as possible with the far right so that when they kill trans people, at lease I MIGHT survive. Yeah, I'm a sellout, yeah, I'm a coward, and yeah they will most likely hurt me anyways, but I don't care. I'll be their token invite. I'll lick their boots. They taste great. I love it. The attention feels great. I've lied, cheated and betrayed my people to save myself, but so what? Terfs are very supportive when you're on their good side. So sit there like a good little twink and fucking enjoy the surgery."

Quick as a flash, she glided over to a nearby cupboard and pulled out... a lawnmower?? 

"ALRIGHT! THIS IS A PERFECTLY NORMAL SCHEDULED TOP SURGERY THAT WE DEFINITELY DO TO CHILDREN! LOOK!"

And then the machine descended onto Ben's chest. 

"IN THEORYYYYYYYYYYY-" Ben screamed, as he was blended like a milkshake in a diner. After a few seconds, the surgery was over. all that was left of Ben was a perfectly presented bowl of spaghetti bolognese. 

"Wow, for once in his life, he actually looks kinda delicious..." I muttered

"YOU SEE? THIS IS WHAT THEY DO TO CHILDREN! YOU WERE RIGHT!! LOOK!! I'M NORMAL!!! I'M ON YOUR SIDE!! THE ONLY WAY TO SAVE THESE PEOPLE IS TO TAKE AWAY THEIR HEALTHCARE RIGHTS!!!" screamed Blaire, into one of the cameras. 

Thats when it happened. 

The walls... they collapsed. Revealing a huge audience of thousands and thousands of people. All of them, screaming like animals. MAGA hats, confederate flags, and inbreeding as far as the eye could see. There was so much stupidity in front of me that I forgot my own name. Sven? Sven Coward? Sven Chaser? Ah fuck it, who cares, I'm just a hilarious embodiment of a venomous content genre anyways. My boyfriend is a dinner. I'm surrounded by idiots. Life is good. 

"Do you see? I'm just like you! Please don't hurt me! I'm one of the normal ones! Please, use me as your scapegoat!" the doctor continued to screech. 

But her cries were in vain. The mob of zombies were upon her in seconds, devouring her while ensuring to use proper cutlery, because they might be transphobic, but at least they use a knife and fork. 

And that was it. That was what happened. What the hell was that? 

[sterekbros]

@sterekbingo trip to the zoo, @sterekfests week 1, @warmandfluffybingocards keepsake

keepsakes by Winchesterek

Rating: General Audiences Relationship: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Eli Hale (Teen Wolf), Original Hale-Stilinski Child(ren) Additional Tags: Fluff, Family Fluff, Family Feels, Omega Stiles Stilinski, Alpha Derek Hale, Mates Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Established Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale Deserves Nice Things, Derek Hale is a Softie,cStiles Stilinski is a Nice Thing, Kid Fic, Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski are Eli Hale's Parents, Parents Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Zoo, Summer, Summer Vacation

Elijah came darting and squealing out of the building, which had Stiles laughing when his son collided with his legs.

“Hey kiddo,” he said, carefully picking Elijah up and giving him a hug and kiss. Ava protested where she was tucked in the sling on Stiles’ chest, but Elijah giggled and looked down at her, giving his sister a kiss and a hug too.

“It’s summer!” Elijah squeaked, both at Stiles and Ava.

“It sure is,” Stiles replied rubbing a hand down Ava’s back as she fussed again. “Let’s get you into your car seat and head home. I think your Dad had something he wanted to share with us about summer.”

Elijah gasped, “A surprise?!”

“Maybe. Well, at least for you. Eva won't really know much better since she’s a baby still.” Stiles gave Elijah a squeeze when he tucked himself against Stiles’ neck and nuzzled him, scenting him in that way only wolves did.

It comforted Stiles as he thought about Elijah growing up so fast. He’d just finished his first year of kindergarten and soon enough, in five years, Ava would be starting her first year of school. Time flew by so fast.

He still remembered the day Elijah was born. He’d been born a baby, then within the next few hours he’d turned into a pup and it was something Stiles hadn't exactly been prepared for. He knew it could happen, but not so soon. Caring for Elijah as a pup was much different than caring for him as a baby.

When they got to the Jeep, Stiles helped Elijah into his car seat and buckled him in, then carefully took Ava out of her wrap and put her into her car seat as well.

“Alright, baby girl. We’re gonna feed you as soon as we get home and Elijah too. Then we’ve got a surprise for you guys.” Ava gurgled and Elijah was promptly distracted by something outside the Jeep, as if he’d already forgotten about the surprise at home.

Stiles climbed into the Jeep and closed the door, buckling up and revving the engine to life as he started back toward the house. When he got there, Derek was packing up the SUV as Stiles pulled into the driveway.

“Dad!” Elijah squirmed in his car seat, trying to get out as Derek approached the Jeep and opened the driver’s door when Stiles parked. He gave Stiles a kiss and looked at Elijah.

“Hey, bud.” Derek helped Stiles out of the Jeep before going around to get Elijah out of the back as Stiles got Ava. “How was school?”

“It was great! We had a party and I had cupcakes and—” Elijah clung to Derek as he started chatting away about his day at school, which made Stiles chuckle. Elijah never tired of talking, especially when it came to school. Thankfully, Derek always loved to hear everything about Elijah’s day. Which let Stiles care for Ava as Derek spent time with Elijah.

They headed inside and Derek made them all sandwiches as Stiles nursed Ava. She always ate like she was starving and Stiles was surprised how much she could eat. He walked around the kitchen, rubbing Ava’s back, and watching his family.

“And then we all signed the book!” Elijah said with a square of his sandwich in his hand. “It’s in my bag!”

Of course, Elijah was talking about his yearbook. Stiles would tuck it away on their keepsake bookcase later. His collection of yearbooks and what little they had left of Derek’s were on the same shelf, where they kept most of their family keepsakes together.

“You’ll have to show it to me later, bud,” Derek replied as he put a plate of sandwiches and chips in front of Stiles. Stiles picked at the chips, the barbecue flavor only making him hungrier as he snacked on them.

“So,” Derek started, looking at Stiles and then Elijah. “I was thinking we should make a trip to the zoo to celebrate finishing your first year of school. What do you think, Eli?”

Elijah gasped, almost dropping his sandwich as he looked between Stiles and Derek. “We can see the tigers!”

“I know you want to see the big white one,” Stiles chimed in, eating some of his sandwich and then chips, giving soft, happy little sounds as he ate. It always made him chuckle when Elijah did the same thing as he ate because he took after Stiles in that way.

“They have the new penguin exhibit open.” Derek grinned. “I was hoping we could see the penguins too.”

“Like the ones in the movie! The surfing one!” Elijah was practically vibrating in his seat with excitement.

“Surfs Up,” Stiles supplied around a bite of sandwich, shoving more chips into his mouth as Ava continued to nurse. “The one with the surfing penguins.”

“Yeah, that one!”

Stiles and Derek laughed.

“Alright, finish your sandwich so we can get going to the zoo.” Stiles finished his sandwich just as Ava eased up nursing.

He looked down at her and she was already fast asleep, looking what Stiles thought of as milk drunk. Just like people went into food comas after eating.

Stiles washed his hand and dried it on his jeans. “I’m going to go change Ava and refresh her bag while you get Eli into the car. Meet you in ten?”

“Sure thing.” Derek kissed Stiles’ temple when he walked by, running a hand along both Stiles and Ava in the way Derek did when he was marking them with his scent. It grounded Stiles and warmed him all at the same time.

Elijah started chattering right away when Derek returned his attention to their son, listening to them talk about the zoo and what animals they had there that they could see. Stiles, personally, wanted to see the meerkats. It always reminded him of watching The Lion King when he was a kid with his mom.

Today, he missed her. He sighed and changed Ava in a flash, then grabbed her baby bag and restocked it before hefting it onto his shoulder and meeting Derek at the SUV.

It didn't take them long to settle the kids and head off to the zoo. It was a couple of cities over and the kids napped on the way, but when they got there, Elijah was buzzing with energy.

Stiles tucked Ava into her baby wrap as Derek took Elijah out of his car seat, their son practically climbing on top of Derek before Derek had a chance to settle Elijah on his shoulders. Stiles might’ve been worried if Elijah wasn't a werewolf, but he’d never had to worry about him staying injured because he healed so quickly the few times he did.

Plus, Derek had a firm grip on him, which Stiles was confident would keep their son on his father’s shoulders, no matter how much Elijah wiggled and tried to escape into an animal pen.

Derek walked ahead of him, Elijah talked animatedly, just like Stiles usually did, all hands and motions. He rubbed a hand over Ava’s back as she slept and they easily bought tickets and headed into the zoo.

“We have to see the tigers! And penguins! And, and—” They stopped near the elephant exhibit, Elijah focused more on the elephants than his tangent of what he wanted to see at the zoo.

Derek held onto Elijah’s legs as he peered over the edge, down at the elephants bathing in the pools. Stiles noticed a baby elephant, which must have been born not too long ago and he rubbed Ava’s back again as he absent-mindedly jiggled her.

They moved on to the Giraffs, which Elijah fed and giggled the whole time when their large purple tongues stole the food they’d purchased from the appropriate food vendor. Thankfully, none of the animals seemed to be afraid of Derek or Elijah, even though Stiles was pretty sure they could tell they were predators.

When they stopped by the Meerkat pen, Stiles told his family about his mom and why he always thought of her when they saw the Meerkats. It was moments like this that he wished his mom was still here so his children could know their grandmother.

They took pictures with the Siberian tigers through the windows and when they got to the penguins, Elijah looked enamored with them as they dove into the water, spun around, and hopped back onto the docking area near the glass.

The penguins were very interested in Elijah as he pressed his face against the glass, hands next to his cheeks. The penguins hopped back into the water, darting and zooming around as if they were trying to play with him. Stiles took several pictures and a video and before long, they were heading off to another exhibit in the zoo.

Something caught Stiles’ eye as they walked along a shaded path, the trees swaying above them as the canopy made him almost feel like he was in the forest. He stopped next to it, reaching out to run his hand over the warm metal, eyes fixed on the pictures displayed at the front.

“Do you have any pennies?” Stiles asked, looking over at Derek where he and Elijah were watching flamingos.

“Pennies?” Derek asked, glancing in Stiles’ direction and then at the machine. “Yeah, of course.”

Derek fished a few coins out of his pocket and handed them to Stiles.

“Elijah, come check this out!” Stiles waited until Derek put Elijah down and they both joined him next to the machine. “This thing makes cool pennies. It’s called a penny press.”

Elijah looked at the picture on the front of the machine quizzically. “Like that?”

“Yeah… it looks like this one will have a picture of a tiger on it. We can probably find one with a penguin on it too.” Stiles put a few coins into the machine and twisted the knob.

It started to whir and click as it worked while he twisted the knob. After a few turns, a penny dropped into the dispenser and he fished it out. “Look!”

Elijah gasped and took the penny as Stiles handed it to him, his eyes big and full of wonder. “That’s so cool! We need to find a penguin!”

Stiles laughed and Derek tousled Elijah’s hair before picking Elijah up. Elijah laughed as Derek tucked him under his arm and took off running at a normal human jog, which amused Stiles to no end because that took more effort than running normally for Derek.

“Off to find the penguin penny!” Derek shouted as he zoomed Elijah around.

“Not too fast! You’ll leave me in the dust!” Stiles teased.

“No promises!” Derek replied and cast a grin at him.

If it was the last thing they did, it would be finding the penguin penny today. And Stiles knew Elijah would soon have a collection of penny keepsakes to add to their family shelf in no time.

It may be just a penny, but it was a memory that none of them would ever forget.

[fallingforel]

12 days of promptmas day 2- we went to winter wonderland (Matty)

all prompts have come from @abiiors these are not my own!!

how the hell have I written two in a day??? I have great faith in myself now!!!

words: 1,005

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"Isn't it beautiful?" I say looking out the front windshield of our car at winter wonderland. I don't think he's looking at it, I can feel his eyes on me. "You're more beautiful love" he says from beside me picking my hand up where it rested on my thigh and kissing my knuckles just as he parked in the car park. He got out and ran to my side opening the door for me, offering his hand which I took pulling me up out of the car shutting the door we interlinked our hands and walking off towards where the festivities began. "One rule though darling, we go on the big wheel at the end of the night" "I was gonna say that anyway" I said

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"Matty look at this. We need to go on it, I loved the waltzers when I was a kid." "And we will darling. Let's just walk around first see what there is, and come up with the plan for our night."

after we had walked around, we decided to go on the big rides first so off we went on the waltzer first.

As soon as we had come off it we both felt sick "We should have definitely done that last, why do you listen to me?" "We should have, you have those puppy eyes and your impossible to say no to darling, I just can't help it." "Oh give over, you big softie." I say heading off to the big loop de loop roller coaster, Matty followed of course.

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After we had done the big rides, we looked around the food and bars to see what we could have "I fancy a hotdog and chips, what do you fancy darling?" He says looking back from the board and around to me where I was stood with his arms around my waist. "I'm not hungry, can't I have a few of your chips and a bite of your hotdog?" "Yes of course you can darling" he says placing a kiss on my cheek. "What about drinks though. vodka cranberry?" "I'm not feeling it, just cranberry juice." "oh. Okay darling whatever you want."

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"And here you were saying you weren't hungry. You've eaten all me chips woman." he says joking.

"I wasn't until I smelt yours, I couldn't help myself. Those chips were gorgeous. I'm going to sip this now" I say pointing to my cranberry juice.

"good cause you're not having any of my hot dog" he chuckles.

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After Matty had finished his hot dog and I had finished my vodka cranberry we went off to the stalls where games were being held.

"I'm going to win you one of those" He says taking his open hand pointing towards a toddler with a humongous teddy. "What a teddy, or a child Matthew?" "shut up, you goof" he says before pulling me into a hug kissing the top of my head.

A few stalls and a lot of money later, Matty gets his wish "I still can't believe you did that" "I'm telling you, the guy recognised me, gave it to me. even though I didn't win it properly" "you're properly crazy, Matty." "I'm only crazy about you darling" he says before pulling me in for a kiss, going a bit deeper than expected. But who was I to care? we were both happy.

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As Matty said at the beginning of the night we had to go on the big wheel at the end of the night. We had finished everything else and went to go line up for the wheel, however the queue was massive. So we were waiting ages, seems like everyone else had the same idea. "Are you sure you want to wait here for ages Matty?" "Yes of course, I wanna see your face light up at the top. Plus I've got you to keep me company baby." he says wrapping his arms around my waist, hugging me from behind and kissing my neck.

A little while later and we had moved forward about 10 in the queue. Islands in the stream came on and Matty and I sang it together, swaying in the queue. as soon as the song was over Matty made me turn to face him and cupped my face in his hands, Kissing me adding in a little tongue but not too much as there was still kids around as soon as he pulled away he put our heads together keeping his hands on my face "I love you so much baby. never forget that" "I love you too, so so much. I hope you understand" I say back before the woman behind us clears her throat which makes us both turn and realise how big the gap of the queue had gotten. We soon apoligised and fast walked forward to catch up the queue.

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It wasn't long after that we had gotten to the front of the queue, and ended at the top of the wheel. "you look even more beautiful, when the city lights your face up like that, thats why... Y/n L/n will you do me the honor and make me the happiest man in the world and be me wife?" he says "Yes, only if you'll be the dad to this little one in here" I say pointing to my belly. "you're-" he says tears brimming his eyes. "yes" I say cupping his face wiping his tears away "I'm going to be a dad" he whispers. "yes, you are. Only if you want to be, I know we haven't really talked about it..." "Darling of course I want to be" the cart then started moving again Matty still holding his ring out.

As soon as we got out, Matty gave me a tight hug, before placing the ring on my finger, interlocking my hand with his own. "I cant believe I'm going to be a dad." "You're going to be a great one" "and you're going to be a great mum"

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[clementinecoastline]

Been thinking about Haikyuu and the characters again, and how people interpret them, and…

I think Ushijima gets overlooked because most of the fandom decided ‘oh he’s just a wholesome guy who’s bad at expressing himself,’ and pinned the immature label on Oikawa instead.

To be fair, when people call it a one-sided rivalry, they’re not necessarily wrong. But it’s not because Ushijima sees Oikawa as an equal and Oikawa unnecessarily feels like he needs to prove himself. It‘s just because Ushijima doesn’t see the point in a rivalry at all - he sees himself as better.

Yes, I do think that Ushijima’s character has more to him, and I think that the environments in which he was raised should be taken into account, but it’s this aspect of him that is more ‘filling in the blanks’ than the outright fact that he is literally just. A jerk.

Ushijima isn’t bad at expressing himself when he says these things about Seijoh and Karasuno. In fact, he’s pretty eloquent. Not many people would go all the way as saying, ‘it’s like trying to grow in barren soil,’ when it comes to saying someone else’s team is crap and isn’t going to win. Ushijima is very effective about expressing himself most of the time. And that’s because he just thinks he’s right about most everything we see him discuss. Shiratorizawa is objectively better in his eyes. Anything else has no chance. Anyone who goes anywhere else isn’t good. He flat out says Oikawa ‘could have reached his full potential‘ somewhere else, which is just another way of saying that going to Seijoh made him not be good enough.

And I’m not really bashing Ushijima, because I like the guy a lot! I love his character. I think he’d give good hugs. I think he’s a bit misled. And it makes sense, given the context of how he was raised (what we see of his family is very... perfectionist and pretty arrogant) and ESPECIALLY, Washijou’s attitudes and coaching. Season 3 gets described as a battle of concepts because it is one, and no one represents Shiratorizawa’s concepts in all their entirety more than Ushijima does. Brute strength. Irresistible force. This air of natural superiority.

Of course Ushijima mimics those attitudes. It’s how he was raised. He goes to school and his coach blatantly dismisses anyone who isn’t tall or strong or the like as just. Inferior. Lacking potential. Ushijima wins at every tournament he’s played in. Shiratorizawa is just. The strongest school, because it has the strongest players, and that’s that. He sees this as an immutable truth. And so he behaves in this arrogant, stuck up way where he thinks everyone else is making a mistake because they don’t comply with his worldview.

Which he starts moving past in the show, but like. Yeah, he’s a jerk. And it’s not as if we can’t love him as his little jerk self at the beginning! It’s his growth as he starts realizing that he was wrong, that a school like Karasuno could best him, that a boy nearly a full foot shorter could be his rival, that makes him an interesting character, in my opinion.

Yes, this means that Ushijima’s worldview is not as mature as people tend to think it is. To be honest, Oikawa is probably one of the characters with a more realistic grasp on characters’ potential if you don’t count his self-perception. He sees potential in all sorts of characters and sees how to amplify their skills in ways Ushijima wouldn’t consider because the latter is so stuck in his beliefs of there being specific ways of playing and winning (the most he deviates from this belief is probably the way Tendou plays, but that’s stilla show of skill and brute force, so…). Honestly, it is very funny to see this get twisted around in the fandom’s eye.

In other words, yes Ushijima is the one being an immature toddler about the entire rivalry.

[kageyamatobiyogurt]

haikyuu boys being shy when you first start dating

a/n: some softie headcanons for y’all. something about that honeymoon phase too yanno?

includes: tendou, sakusa

tendou:

this baby was a little too shy to be what he considered overly affectionate

he was over the moon when you said yes to dating him but he still didn’t want to be overwhelming

he was very careful at first, but we appreciate the concern of a consent king <3

you two were watching a movie and he didn’t want to just suddenly pull you into a hug but he also may have wanted cuddles pretty badly

you were next to each other on his couch, thighs touching, and all he managed to hold was your hand in both of his

was wanting cuddles being too greedy at this stage?

“y/n could we uh,” he started, feeling his cheeks heat up a little

“kiss?” you guessed, leaning your face to him

“oh um, well i wouldn’t say no to that too, but i meant could we cuddle?” he replied

you giggle at your boyfriend, immediately half- tackling him so you’re both laying down

his arms instinctively wrap around you, pulling you to his chest

his stomach flips when you peck his lips and tickle his nose with yours

“you don’t really have to ask for cuddles satori,” you giggled, “i like em, you know”

great you’ve unleashed the cuddle monster, heh

sakusa:

getting into a relationship isn’t easy in general

so it was a bit intimidating for sakusa too, he’s only human, after all

he always tried to show the best parts of himself to you before he confessed his feelings

he didn’t want to scare you away or have you think he was horrible for his habits

but being in a relationship now meant that he had to share much more and he didn’t know how to show you all of him

he was a bit shy in telling you he didn’t want to be touched at certain moments

by all means he loved embracing you and kissing you and engulfing himself in the loveliness that was you

but sometimes he didn’t want that and he was feeling shy and a little afraid of hurting your feelings

you were aware of the reputation he had but you saw how much of a sweetheart he was around you

luckily you did catch onto his hand momentarily shying away once when you almost reached for it

but you didn’t want to put him too on the spot so you waited for a better time

“omi, you know you can tell me things if you aren’t comfortable, right?” you casually told him

it was actually in a moment you two were cuddling on a couch

“hm?” he asked, confused at the suddenness of your words

“i mean,” you paused, considering your words, “if anything is ever too much and you don’t like it, you could tell me”

the hand that was tracing your and down your back paused in its path

“even if it’s like, holding your hand?”

you rested your chin on his chest to look at him, “mhm, you could tell me”

“but doesn’t it ever come off mean?”

“mm, there’s always a nicer way to phrase things, omi. i think as long as you didn’t yell it or something i’d be fine,” you chuckled

“really?” he asked, pushing a stray hair away from your face

you nodded, “even saying ‘too much’ would let me know in the event i didn’t notice”

just then, he pulled you a little closer to him, surprising you this time with his actions

“thank you for being understanding with me and giving me time to get used to this,” he spoke into your neck

“wouldn’t want to rush you and have you suffer in silence, silly,” you chuckled, returning his embrace and inhaling his pretty scent

[flamingo-writes]

Would i maybe be able to request an eddie x reader where the reader is newish in town, moved into trailer park on her own and needed a new weed dealer so robin/steve sent her to eddie. After meeting a few times they realize they have a lot in common and there's obvious sexual and romantic tension. So when the reader gets locked out of her trailer in the pouring rain she ends up at eddies and spicyness or fluff ensues

I saw this ask right before heading to bed, and I swear I dreamed of this. I woke up and got started right away. Now that In ave finished this, I can now have breakfast and get ready to start my day. I NEEDED to write this before anything else happened.

Warnings: slight nsfw? Not explicit tho, but still sexy themes 😳🌚 Eddie being a dork (this is a warning ok?)

Made For You

Title based off I Was Made for Lovin’ You by KISS

Mixtape Masterlist

I love this gif, I could stare forever at this gif, his hair, his shirt, his everything!

“Shit, why today..." you wised softy as you gave up looking for your keys in your backpack.

Sighing deeply, you ran towards one of your neighbor's trailer hiding underneath the small roof they had, clothes soaked and shaking lightly as you hugged yourself in an attempt to warm yourself. The rain was falling violently, cold big drops that felt like they were drilling your body making you shiver to the bone, making the mission of looking for your keys the worst ordeal ever.

Wondering how much longer would you need to wait before going back to your trailer and sneak in through the window you usually left unlocked, you heard an engine growing closer and louder as you looked over your shoulder and saw Eddie’s van parking outside his trailer. Your heart skipping a beat, as you grabbed your backpack and threw it over your shoulder and sprint out of your safe spot, going back down under the freezing rain.

Among the chaotic rain blurring his sight, Eddie picked up a silhouette running towards him, and soon saw it was you. Frowning confused as to why the hell were you j Dee the rain, he moved to a side and opened the driver’s door.

"The fuck are you doing out there, dummy? Get in!" He yelled as you didn’t think twice about it, and got into his van, sitting behind the steering wheel and closed the door, catching your breath.

"Sugar, what the hell?" He asked with a cheeky grin as he looked at you, skin glistening with raindrops, and skin covered in goosebumps as he noticed the slight shivering.

"Locked myself out of my trailer again…” You sighed as you wrapped your arms around yourself.

"Great day to forget your keys, huh?"

"Next time I’ll make sure to check the weather before deciding to forget my keys…" You joked, making him chuckle softly.

"C’mon’ He said, jerking his head to a side as he grabbed his keys and opened the copilot door, jumping out of his van and rushing to his trailer. You looked at him and followed him, as he took a few seconds to open his trailer and let you walk in first before following you.

"Whew, shit, that’s cold, man" Eddie chuckled as you left your backpack by the door, "Welcome to Casa de Eddie, feel free to stay here until the rain stops and you can manage a way to get back into your trailer" Eddie said looking at you, his stare softening.

His heart raced slightly, as he thought about how of the many times he’d fantasized of bringing you to his place, but this never really occurred to him. However, he was not going to complain.

"Thank you," You whispered softly giving him a genuine grateful smile, making his heart skip a beat, and making him smile.

"No problem, sweetheart…" He said as he looked at you, remembering how your clothes were practically soaked and sticking to your body while his jacket was barely wet. "You should, probably take those off or you’ll catch a cold’ He said spinning in his toes as he went to his room.

Feeling slightly embarrassed by the mess his room was, if he’d knows this was going to happen, he would’ve tied up a little bit. And perhaps done some laundry, as he noticed he didn’t have much clean clothes, which reminded him the tiny fact that his uncle had asked him to do the laundry. He grabbed one of his hoodies, and since there wasn’t much where to choose from, he grabbed his last pair of clean pajama pants and walked back out of the living room, to find you still shaking and still by the door.

“Not the best outfit I could put together, but I haven’t done the laundry yet" He said with a slight shy smile on his lips as you giggled and grabbed. "Yo-you can use my room. Just…ignore the mess…Normally it’s not that bad…and I didn’t expect to bring such a pretty girl here today and—" You laughed softly looking at him amused, as you noticed the slight blush coloring his cheeks.

"It’s fine. Don’t worry, my room is messy always…" You said as you walked to his room.

It was easy to ignore the mess, as your heart was beating in your ears, and your stomach was about to burst with a million butterflies. The amount of posters in his walls catching your attention as you learned a little bit more of the guy who’d struck you shortly after moving to Hawkins. You felt some sort of relief that his metal head look didn’t just stop in his clothes and also had his room decorated as such. You didn’t know why, but you found it terribly endearing.

Taking off your cold wet clothes, you changed into his oversized Black Sabbath hoodie. Thinking this hoodie must be still big on him as it fit you ridiculously loose, almost working as a dress, as it covered your ass effortlessly. And god, the smell. There was the familiar and comforting smell of his cologne and smoke, and traces of weed. You looked at yourself in his mirror, feeling your body boiling as you saw yourself in his hoodie, making you wish you’d look just like this but perhaps under another context. You remembered this hoodie, the first time you bought weed from him, shortly after making it to Hawkins and Steve mentioning Eddie could get you weed. He had this hoodie on when you first met, and remembered that it did look big on him.

"But don’t engage with him, he’s trouble…and weird…" Steve had told you.

But you couldn’t help but fall head over heels for him after your first interaction. All of him screamed your type, he looked intimidating, but was actually gentle and polite, and as you two slowly became friends, and the more you learned about him, the harder it was to not be smitten.

"You there?" He asked, knocking in the door, breaking you from your thoughts as you flinched lightly.

"Ye-yeah…" You said walking towards the door, completely forgetting to put on his pajama pants, and just staying with his hoodie covering your body. "Sorry, I got distracted looking at your posters…"

His heart stopped, and he swore he died for a second and found himself in heaven when he saw you, evidently not wearing nothing but his hoodie. His heart raced, his jeans felt weirdly tighter, breathless and so stupidly in love.

"Whoa, darlin’, I’m all for women’s rights, and I reckon, I am in no position to tell you what to do, although you should’ve warned me though that you were going to ditch the pajamas…" His joke was more for himself to cope with the sudden raging hormones taking over him.

"Ah, shit! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!" You panicked, pulling his hoodie lower to cover your legs, suddenly too ashamed as you felt your face heating up and your heart going erratic.

The sudden flustered look you had made him laugh softly, as he grabbed you by the shoulders gently, calling your name.

"Babe, I’m messing with you" He giggled, his hands going to cup your face. "Hey, it’s cool, my hoodie is humongous on you, besides you usually wear cute little skirts and dresses to school…It’s. It like I’m seeing something new—" He said, stopping himself as he realized how bad his comment sounded, "Shit, sorry, I sounded like a total creep…" He said closing his eyes slightly embarrassed and letting go of your face. "I’m gonna stop talking now…"

Seeing him flustered, just like you, made your heart skip a beat as you felt slightly less ashamed, comforted by his reaction. You chuckled awkwardly.

"What a pair, huh?" You said. "I forget to put in pants, you sound like a weirdo…"

"Yeah, I guess we’re even now…" He sighed looking at you, not being able to deal with the sight of you wearing his clothes. God, he loved his Black Sabbath hoodie, but he liked it better in you, and he thought about you keeping it until your sweet perfume and soft smell of your shampoo got impregnated in it before asking for it back.

He called your name, although, was tasked by surprise when you called his just at the same time. The both of you giggling awkwardly as you exchanged shy stares. You clinging to his hoodie for dear life, as he felt his heart about to jump out of his throat.

Before anything else could happen, he seized his chance and cupped your face again in his hands as he pulled you closer, kissing you. Not really thinking what he was doing, and not realizing what he’d done until you moaned softly against his lips and kissed him back. His entire body tingling, senses hyper reactive and hyper focused on you, he felt like a virgin all over again as he melted against your lips. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you towards him as you hugged him back, squeezing your chest against his, and making him see stars behind his closed eyes, this time, Eddie moaning into the kiss.

The rain kept pouring outside, loudly, raging, as the both of you lost yourselves to each other, molding to each other, and eventually ending up on his bed. Eddie’s clothes started falling to the floor of his floor, however, he refused to take his hoodie off of you until the very end.

He kissed and tasted every inch of your body, whispering your name like a mantra, as you scratched his skin every time he found a soft spot that made you feel in ecstasy. Driven by the sounds of pleasure each other made, you gave in, tangling your bodies together, the needy heat only growing hotter, however, the sweet shy tenderness of just found lovers remained there, as he claimed you as his and you marked him as yours, you wasted the afternoon away forgetting about everything else. Eddie’s music, and the sweet echoes of the rain hitting the roof of the trailer filled in the room, silencing each other’s sweet nothings, concealing your love confessions just to yourselves.

Sometime throughout the night, the rain finally stopped, although you didn’t really notice, not even after waking up next to Eddie, his warm body next to yours, keeping you warm under his sheets, as now his slow breathing was everything that could be heard in his room. You were far too comfortable snuggled in his embrace to dare to go back to your trailer anytime soon. You kissed his chest, your lips lingering on his tattoo over his heart as he hummed softly.

"Morning, sweetheart…" He purred in a husky voice as you looked at him and smiled, seeing his sleepy smile and his messy hair.

"Good morning, Eddie" You purred as you leaned forward and kissed the corner of his lip. He hummed.

"You should lock yourself out of your trailer more often…"

"On a rainy day?"

"Specially on a rainy day…" He chuckled as he cupped your cheek and brought you closer, kissing you sweetly.

[lustheavens]

SFW Alphabet - A

A/N: Hello everyone! I’ve been gone for almost a year now although I said I’d be back sooner. Unfortunately a bunch of things came along and I didn’t have the time or energy to run this blog the way I did before my break. However, I’m hoping to finally have a little more time to be active again but I will have to make a couple of changes for that to happen. I will make a proper post about this soon! Anyway, today I bring you the first part of a SFW alphabet series that I will run in parallel to the NSFW alphabet series. Hope you enjoy!

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Angelo

Words are not Tommy’s strongest attribute so automatically gifts and surprises speaks volumes when expressing his affection towards you. Every now and then he’d come home at the most random times, ask you to get dressed up and meet him outside for a surprise. In the majority of those occasions he’d be planning a night out at a fancy restaurant or going to the saloon to get some drinks and have a fun time dancing the night away together. Money is something he wouldn’t give a damn about as long as you are having a great time and nothing you’d say or do could make him change his mind about that. Another thing that Tommy does to show affection is to hold your hand whenever he gets the chance to, whether it be in bed at home or out in public. He really likes the feeling of your fingers intertwined with his. Behind closed doors he always make sure to ask if you need help with anything. He doesn’t mind doing the cooking or the dishes every once in a while and he certainly doesn’t mind the smile spreading across your lips when he offers to relieve you from all of the household chores. Don’t be surprised to come home to a bouquet of roses and chocolates with little love notes, he loves giving them as much as you love receiving them. He simply doesn’t trust how the words will come out of his mouth so action is the way to go.

Lombardo

If there is one art that Paulie has mastered it would be to show affection without you having to ask for it. His whole love language is based on being as physically affectionate as possible. Random hugs from behind, little cute gifts every now and then followed by a big kiss, a loving arm around your shoulders or around your waist...as long as he gets to be close to you he’d do anything to show you how much he loves you and how much you mean to him. Even when he’s not in the happiest of moods or even when he’s in a devastatingly sad or frustrated state he still finds most of his comfort in holding you in his arms. It’s important to him that you’re aware that despite how good or bad his day has been, you are still the only thing that makes it all better. Paulie is all for public display of affection. As much as he loves cuddling up close with you on the couch in the evenings listening to the radio and playing with your hair, he loves it even more holding you close as you walk the streets of Lost Heaven together. Wether it be a night out with the gang or you dragging him along to go shopping during the day, he loves sneaking in loving kisses on your cheek or running his hand down to your lower back when walking past a crowded space before pulling you back in close to his side. Simply put he loves showing you how much he loves you.

Trapani

You’d think that Sam would approach affection in a somewhat cold way, but the fact is that he’d be quite the charmer. Although he’s a rather tough guy who likes to assert dominance he’d never turn down a chance at seeing you smile because of something he said or did - even if it meant being a softie for a little bit. He would be the most affectionate in private due the pride he puts in his intimidating image and therefor late night romantic wine-drinking and sensual kisses would not be unusual between the two of you. When you’re cooking he’d walk up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist, pressing his chest enticingly close against your back, brushing your hair to the side and placing light kisses on the back of your neck and shoulders. Sam’s affection towards you would also show when you’re crying or feeling very down. Your happiness is everything to him and he’d take your bad days very seriously, sometimes a bit too serious to the point where he’d not let you do anything on your own. His soft and gentle side would really shine through in moments such as these and he would have no shame whatsoever about it. Generally though he’s not that big into being all over each other in public. A guiding hand on your lower back and soft spoken nothings into your ear are not uncommon however.

[ladywaifuuwrites]

Pillars reacting to their crush who’s small but strong

Request: male pillars reacting to a really strong female pillar whos like super short like 4′10-5′ and they crush on them.

Pairings: Male pillars x fem! reader

Synopsis: Their crush is a strong smol pillar ^_^

Warnings: manga spoiler

a/n: I smiled at your request since I’m small too. Like I’m 5′0. And I’m kinda scared to do face to face classes since the boys at my school will tease me for not getting taller. Hmph. SO HERE YA GO. You’re the first request! Have a nice day whoever u are!

And I am so sorry this is so long! ASJDAOFHHASK. I got carried away in some of those storylines. I hope this makes sense (wrote this when I was hungry).

This would be a headcanon I assume. 

I’m sorry if It’s taking me long to answer requests but don’t worry I’ll write those! I’ll probably upload rules for future requests :)

Giyuu Tomioka

yo this guy is tall not kidding

Giyuu is head over heels for you. He’ll want to protect you since you’re the most precious things he’s ever laid eyes on

Sparkles in his eyes whenever he sees you✨

He doesn’t want to lose you so he’s butting in on all of your missions. You get annoyed and you think he’s looking down on you.

You two get into a fight and doesn’t fix it since Giyuu’s communication is bad. It ends up in you walking away.

Nighttime and demons are lurking around in the forest as you take a stroll to clear your mind. Then a demon launches on you but thanks to your quick reflexes you dodge.

It’s a strong demon, close enough to become one of the lower moons. But nothing you can’t handle.

Giyuu senses a demon nearby and he frantically searches for you. *sim dads reaction when the mother goes into labor lmaooooo*

Lights fill up an area of the forest from the techniques you use. In like 2 strikes the demon dies.

He finally finds you as the demon’s ashes blow away. Your hair is dramatically blowing too.

He’s just staring at you then hugs you “I’m sorry. I’m not underestimating you…I just want to protect you.”  

Then all good. He’s amazed by how strong you are despite you’re short stature. You’re going to missions together and sometimes he just watches you finish off the demon. Just happy to see that satisfied smile you have when you kill a demon.

Muichiro Tokito

When he first met you at the pillar meeting, he muttered his thoughts, wondering how could someone be that small? You’re in the same age but you’re small.

Shinobu heard him since she was beside him and said “that’s rude to ask someone”. She’s lowkey offended.

Tengen retorts to Muichiro. “You’re small too…??”

Since it’s rude, he kept his mouth shut. You’re the same age as him when you entered the corps. He thinks you’ll grow up anyway. 

Surprise surprise you grew up, 2 inches. But still small. 

He gets nervous a bit around you since puberty did you good. Won’t admit it though.

Cue swordsmith village arc

He’s having trouble dealing with Gyokko. (I hate his face. It’s weird and ugly.)

Then minutes later, you show up out of nowhere, giving great damage to the demon.

“Are you okay?” you ask him with concern and you two fight off the fish demon.

He’s in awe because you actually took over the fight. Sure you have injuries but those are minor compared to his and you were very careful.

He’s injured so he couldn’t do much but you saved him and the civilians by defeating the demon. That’s when he realized how amazing you are and you earn his respect. 

Days pass by and you two along with the other demon slayers are commended by Oyakata-sama.

He thanks you when the both of you are walking together. He’s very grateful for what you did and you two become closer afterwards.

“Ah young love.” Mitsuri sighs blissfully as she watches you two leave the headquarters.

Kyojuro Rengoku 

Kyojuro knows you’re small and he knows you’re strong. You’re one of his trainees along with Mitsuri, so you’ve known each other for a long time now.

You rose to the ranks of the pillars with Kyojuro’s guidance. And now you’re looked up to by the whole organization because of your excellent swordsmanship despite your small figure. 

So you’re tasked to train 20 slayers ranked below Tsuchinoto. You take them to a clearing in the forest where training equipment are already placed. You train them by remembering what Kyojuro has taught you over the years. And you smile, seeing your past self in the struggling slayers.

You gave them a 10 minute break and after 10 minutes, you do a headcount to see if everyone is in your proximity. 

“18,19…?????” 

Oh no. A slayer is missing.

So you set off to find the missing one and there you found him. 

Hanging upside down from the arms of a large demon. The boy is muttering apologies for straying faraway and is begging for you to save him upon seeing you. 

You are annoyed at the fact that he has disobeyed your orders and is now at the hands of danger. But this was no time to be blaming someone for a boy’s life is at stake here. 

You jump into the air and you take down the demon pretty easily with one strike of your sword. And you catch the falling boy bridal style with your annoyed face. 

You put the boy down but suddenly a demon comes attacking you both. You kill it but more of it comes at you. They are easy to take down but it keeps coming, making you tired if you have to do this all night. It just won’t stop multiplying.

You think you’ve killed almost all of it but then the slayer screams “(L/N)-SAN!!!!!”. A monstrous looking demon bares its claws at you, but before you could react a flash of flames appears right in front of your eyes. 

“Kyojuro…” You whisper in relief as he slays the final demon. The bright flames sparkle in your eyes as you’re once again amazed at the man.

Kyojuro looks at you and comes over. “You’re so amazing.” You manage to say. 

He smiles and says. “No. You’re the amazing one.”. You always manage to face whatever challenge and it always ends up in you winning. Kyojuro knows how hard you proved others wrong by becoming a strong pillar. 

Super proud of you cause you’re strong. He actually watched you battle those before jumping in to save you.

Sanemi Shinazugawa

He doesn’t really care if you’re short or tall

The important things is that you’re useful to the organization

When someone teases you about your height, you end up feeling down and he’s there to beat that someone’s ass.

He doesn’t like to admit it but he’s a softie when it comes to you. You eventually break down his walls and now you can say you’re friends with the scary wind pillar.

You always tease him though and he’s always annoyed. But everyone thinks you’re both dumb since it’s very clear that you two like each other but you still deny it.

There’s this time where Sanemi is visibly struggling fighting demons as you watch him peacefully on a rooftop. He’s glaring at you and asks you “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”.

You just smile at him sweetly😊

Sanemi pretends his heart didn’t do a flip. But his heart stopped when he saw a demon behind you on the rooftop.

He was about to call your name when another blink and the demon’s head was cut off.

He was surprised since it all happened so fast. You go down to the ground, landing safely as you battle demons that the frozen Sanemi left.

It just took you 10 seconds to eliminate those demons and Sanemi’s mouth is left agape as he watched you.

You weren’t normally like this. So why the sudden surge of power?

“Sanemi hun. Close your mouth.” You say to him with a blank face, but before you could go past him, he gripped your wrist tightly and placed your small body in front of him.

He dragged you so easily lol.

He hugged you with your faced buried on his chest.

It was the comforting kind of silence. Sanemi was scared losing you to that demon but deep inside he knows that you’re strong.

Won’t admit that your moves are amazing.

Gyomei Himejima

This man is the strongest in the demon slayer corps and the tallest

Lmaoooo you would be like a mushroom beside him💀🍄

Gyomei actually gets out of tricky situations easily because he’s that strong

You’re a fairly new pillar who earned her spot 3 months ago. You two were assigned on a mission together. A gigantic demon appeared throughout the village that was between the regions you and the stone pillar were assigned in.

Gyomei knows your capabilities so he trusts you in doing a good job, but he can’t help but worry about you.

He doesn’t care if you’re small, he thinks that height isn’t the basis for an excellent demon slayer. But he’s still worried, so he looks for you. I don’t know how he looks but he looks.

Then he sees you fighting off demons very easily. A determined look is seen across your face. Gyomei feels he’s tearing up because he’s so proud of you. Proud boyfriend here somethin.

You were just a weak mizunoto years ago and now you’re a strong pillar who can fight with him side by side.

When you finish off the demons, you look to see Gyomei smiling at you. This were the fruits of the harsh trainings you went through, it made an excellent swordswoman.

Among the pillars, you stand beside Gyomei in rankings. So you’re powerful like wow. O_O

Obanai Iguro

He’s small but have you seen him fight? He’s a demon slayer with remarkable speed and you won’t know he’s attacking you because his moves slithers secretly like a snake.

You’ve always admired Obanai even you’re now both pillars. And that admiration bloomed into something more.  

He’s a strong pillar despite his small stature and that’s what you aim for to be like.

You’re trying to show off your moves to him every time you’re in battle together, to show him what you can do. To which he’s just “meh”.

So you give up on trying to show off and just do it for the sake of the people you’re saving.

You really gave up on showing off, but you can’t help it cause your breathing forms are flashy. Obanai doesn’t show it but he loves that display of power you have when you’re fighting.

Poor man doesn’t realize he’s in love with you even though others point it out.

He’s having trouble dividing his attention on protecting the civilians or fighting the demons. Luckily you were near the area so you came to his aid.

You slay the demons with your sharp and precise movements in just a short amount of time.

He’s like 😲 but when you turn he’s back to 😐😷

He’s one of the guys who won’t admit that you’re amazing and won’t admit that he likes you. You force him to confess though.

Tengen Uzui

If Obanai doesn’t admit he likes you, this guy would shout that he likes you

Would openly flirt with you because why not? There’s nothing to be shy about.

Always takes the chance to compliment and flirt with you.

“You’re cute (y/n)” “Thanks” Tengen finds your height cute because the height difference is HUGE.

Another mushroom like moment💀🍄

He knows you’re strong so he likes to train with you. Always ends up letting you win because he just likes it when he’s pinned down by your smaller figure.

When a demon invasion came in your area,, you fight them off while Tengen is called for backup.

He slays the lesser demons easily and found you fighting a stronger demon while protecting some children behind your back.

He smirks and leans against a tree, arms folded while watching you fight off the demon. 

You did it so easily making Tengen’s eyebrows rise.

Then you see him and ask him “what are you doing?”.

“watching you.” He finds you hot and sexy when you have that focused look in the middle of a battle. He won’t say it out loud because you might smack him in the face.

Super amazed at the fact that you’re stronger than the other pillars despite your small figure.(he thinks you’re stronger than him but dismisses that because pshhhhhh).

Will throw you over his shoulder at random times. Thinking that his antics will make you fall in love with him.

And it did…

[binniewon]

ENHYPEN As Boyfriend (Legal Line Smut)

A/N: Hi, loves, guess whose back… (me) I’m back!!!

Thank you all for waiting for me during my short (not) hiatus.

I will be doing an ENHYPEN as boyfriends’ reaction, I will probably end up doing TXT as well.

Anyways

-Baby let’s go-

Heeseung:

Our Heedeungie as a boyfriend is fluff.

·         You guys were probably pretty good friends from day one he knew he liked you, Jake and Jungwon probably urged him to ask you out and when he did, he was so nervous *he is so cute*

·         He would be a stuttering mess when you said yes (because who could turn this man down) he was so shocked he thought you were going to say no and walk away, and he would lose a good friend but nope he got an amazing S/O who loves him more than anything.

·         Even when you guys started dating, he was still too nervous to do things around you he would ask you for cuddles kisses hugs anything affectionate he asks you first it’s probably not until your 9th date when he is no longer nervous but he is still fluffy *please protect*

·         He is literally the best boyfriend you can ask for (you will se soon that I think that way about all the members), he will sing to you while you guys are cuddling, he also sings you to sleep. Anything to see you happy.

·         NSFW

·         I don’t know why but I see him as a switch leaning dom but he is such a soft dom. He wouldn’t want to hurt you and if he does he would beat himself up for it.

·         He is such a pleaser. He wants to make sure that you are pleased before he get’s any pleasure.

·         I also think he has a size kink

·         Don’t ask me why I just do okay...moving on

·         But seriously if your smaller than him he would lose his shit.

·         KING OF ORAL

·         Like am I the only one who thinks this?

·         This guy will make sure you reach your high at least 5 times before he actually fucks you.’

·         Sorry makes love.

·         I don’t think that Hee will actually just “fuck you” and when he does it is probably when you are doming (if that’s what you’re into)

·         Sub Heeseung is the best Heeseung

·         He is so obedient

·         Rarely get’s punished, because he doesn’t like to see you mad or upset

·         When he does it is probably over something so tiny like he touched himself when you told him not too

·         He cries before you can even punish him because he made you upset *stoppp sub Heeseung is everything*

·         Takes his punishment like a good boy

·         You still reward him because he was such a good boy for you

·         Okay I’m getting carried away…

Jay:

Boyfriend material at it’s finest

·         Baby boy probably took you out for coffee as “just friends” but ends up confessing to you by accident

·         When you say that you like him too he wants to say some snarky remark like “I already knew that” but he ends up saying “O-oh really so what now”

·         What a cutie

·         He takes you on the best dates

·         He will take you to some 5 star restaurant and when you tell him it’s too expensive for you he is like “I’ll take care of you”

·         Try’s to be cool in front of you but in your eyes he is just a big softie *No one can change my mind*

·         He likes to surprise you with gifts

·         They can range from something as small as a bracelet to something as big as a Yacht

·         Nahh I’m joking….

·         He is just the best boyfriend ever, he likes to make choreographies for yall to dance to and if you can’t dance no problem he will teach you.

·         Overall just a big sweet heart who will show you everyday that he loves you

·         NSFW

·         Hard Dom

·         Don’t even pretend like you aren’t thinking the same thing I’m thinking

·         Exhibitionism

·         Role play

·         Pain kink

·         Name calling (giving)

·         Daddy kink

·         He want’s you to beg for him

·         He will flat out lay you on the bed and say  “Beg for daddies c*ck like a good little s*ut”

·         I’M DEAD-

·         Oh and let’s not forget overstimulation he want’s to make sure he can squeeze every drop from you he will go until your begging him to stop and then he will probably stop (maybe)

·         BUT

·         KING OF AFTERCARE

·         He will run you a nice hot bath and will give you a great message before you guys cuddle up and go to sleep not without him saying “You were so good for me princess”

·         OKAY I’M DONE

Jake:

MY BABY BOY *cough cough* chile anyways so-

Fluffy Boyfriend #2

·         Jake definitely liked you and of course you knew it

·         He was a terrible liar but he made it so obvious

·         The only reason that you guys didn’t end up together sooner was because you were waiting for him to ask you out. So when he didn’t ask you out, you took matters into your own hands.

·         So the way you guys got together was you baked him cookies that said go out with me and he accepted.

·         He is the 2nd king of dates

·         Unlike Jay, Jake will want to do dates like, picnics and building a fort for you guys to eat popcorn and watch movies.

·         He tries to teach you physics and you guys stay up all night watching theory videos.

·         Cuddle dates are a must

·         You guys will just lay in your bed or own your couch cuddling and talking about all things related to your life and his life.

·         Sunghoon definitely becomes your new best friend *Jakehoon Forever*

·         He does everything and anything to make you happy because seeing you happy makes him happy and seeing him happy means you get to see that beautiful smile of his.

·         (I am a simp for Jake)

·         NSFW

·         Sub

·         You can’t change my mind on that

·         He is a sub but he definitely wants all things vanilla *cap*

·         He isn’t really into name calling giving or receiving *cap*

·         The only thing that I can see him doing remotely outside of vanilla is anything you like to do

·         But I did see this blog that said that Jake was into quickies and tell me why I can’t stop thinking about that

·         Like I can see you guys hanging out before he has to go and you end up getting him all hot and bothered and he knows he only has 30 min before he has to go but that is more than enough time for him so like a good little boy he awaits for you to use him-

·         Fuck what I said about being vanilla

·         He likes to be used

·         He wants you to use him for your pleasure

·         KING OF ORAL #2

·         He isn’t much into receiving oral he wants to please you anyway that he can, but he doesn’t mind you going down on him a few times

·         He doesn’t want you to know it but he likes getting punished

·         He may not like you getting upset with him but when you do he finds it to be so sexy and it turns him on quickly

·         He likes to be called something that has to do with owning something (does that makes sense)

·         For example: My sl*t, my pretty boy, my little wh*re

·         He doesn’t really start anything so usually you do

·         He knows how much it upsets you when he tries to take control so he does it anyway just to piss you off

·         Because it turns him on-

·         Overstimulation (receiving)

·         He just strikes me as the type that loves for you to use him until he just can’t be used anymore.

·         KING OF AFTERCARE #2

·         Even though he needs it more than you he still will go and get you a wet clothe to clean yourselves off

·         He makes you a bowl of ramen *with spam*

·         And you guys fall asleep with a movie playing in the background *ugh the best boyfriend ever*

·         ANYWAYS-

 Sunghoon-

Our Ice Prince

·         He definitely asked you out because he knew that you would say yes like who would *could* resist this man

·         He was so cocky about it that you thought twice about actually accepting his offer

·         He was like “Will you go out with me I mean of course you will who would say no to me”

·         I love this man

·         He isn’t really into affection I mean usually you initiate it

·         But he is such a great boyfriend

·         He will do small things to show you his affection

·         For example if you have dishes that need to be washed he will wash them and then when you ask him he acts like he doesn’t know who did it lol

·         Jake is definitely your new best friend and you guys will all go eat steak together (yes I know it’s random but anyways-)

·         He likes to show you off to everyone because he is so proud to call you his S/O

·         And to be honest your proud that you get to call him your boyfriend

·         NSFW

·         A true switch

·         When this man is a dom he likes to have complete control over you

·         I’m talking name calling

·         Spanking

·         Orgasm denial

·         Overstimulation

·         You name it he has or will do it to you

·         He doesn’t want to see you suffer but he wants you to know that you belong to him and nobody else

·         He will also give you punishments for stupid shit

·         And he will also give you punishments when he feels like it

·         Because he can-

·         A bratty sub who is lowkey a pillow princess

·         He will disobey everything you tell him to do only because he knows he will get punished and he likes to (not that he would ever tell you that)

·         You try and tame him but you can’t and he knows it and he uses it against you

·         He is also into name calling because it is for the same reason he likes to call you names because he wants to know that you own him and he only belongs to you

·         For some reason I feel like he is into pet play

·         I again don’t know why but I feel like he gets so turned on by the little ears and the fact that he gets to dress up for you

·         That leds me to role play

·         OMG he is so into this his favorite will always be maid role play

·         He will wake up before you and put on his little maid outfit and will wait until you walk into the kitchen while he is setting the table with take out

·         But he knows how much you love to see him in his little outfit so Breakfast becomes long forgotten and it soon turns into lunch

·         Just to dabble on the whole pillow princess thing

·         He wants to receiving everything

·         Oral

·         Degradation

·         Overstimulation

·         Orgasm denial

·         He doesn’t want to do anything

·         Which is probably why he loves for you to ride him-

·         ANYWAYS-

                                                        Kkeut 끝

That is it my loves the Maknae line will be out soon I hope that you enjoyed it!

[alcottsangel]

Trust and jealousy {Kaz Brekker x reader}

Summary: Kaz gets jealous over the relationship Jesper and Y/n share. It ends in confessions.

Warnings: None.

Requested by @pink-surftable. I hope you will like this!

Jesper adored Y/n. She was always bubbly and fun and up for a challenge.

She won against him in gambling, he won against her in shooting. But it was always close. Jesper considered her to be his best friend.

And best friends are close.

Every evening, when they were free, they were in the Crow Club together, taking shots and having fun. They went on most missions together. They were a good team, similar enough to know exactly what the other one was thinking. It was a huge perk against the enemys. And it was also great to have someone to spill your secrets to.

Jesper had a tendency to slip things he heard to everyone around him. He liked to gossip. But he would never dare to do the same with all the things Y/n had told him. Her confessions to him, for example about her feelings towards Kaz.

Having a best friend was fun and a feeling of home. So was, whatever was going on between her and Kaz. Their closeness was something that went much deeper, as they shared something more important than physical touch. She could hug Jesper, sometimes giving each other playful kisses on the cheeks. She never kissed or hugged or touched Kaz. They talked. They talked alot. But it always was a great balance between deep conversations and meaningful chatters. Kaz understood her and Kaz respected her. So did Jesper, but it wasn't something comparable. Everything between Jesper and her was completely public, nothing private. All that was going on between her and Kaz was much more intimate. She would never get the idea to compare these two. Yet, they weren't a couple. She was his right-hand-man.

As Y/n and Jesper sat in the Slat, it was already late. They had just returned from a mission, both were tired and exhausted.

Jesper longed for Wylan.

Y/n secretly longed for Kaz. Though she wouldn't admit it to anybody.

It was as easy as that.

So the young woman leaned against the Sharpshooter, who layed his arm around her. It was comfortable, to cuddle him. Just like cuddling family, a brother.

"I really can't wait for Kaz to return." She said, as she closed her eyes. Jesper chuckled.

"You really need to stop talking about the Bastard of the Barrel as if he's the biggest Softie in the world." She grinned.

"Ah, no. That title belongs to you, bimbo. But you don't know him like I do."

Jesper took a sip from his drink.

"I can't believe sweet, little Y/n has a spot for Dirtyhands himself. You must be really good at certain things to turn him soft." He silently said into the glass, fully aware of the fact that Kaz and Y/n didn't have sex. Didn't have anything, actually. Y/n now laughed loudly, giving him a soft claps against his thigh.

Suddenly, a monotone knocking against the floor caused both to look up. It was the crow cane, to be specific, Kaz with the crow cane.

He didn't smile at Y/n, like he did most of the time when he returned.

"Am I interrupting something?" He asked, raising his brow. Y/n shook her head.

"We only just returned from the mission. We were just joking around." She explained, standing up. "Sure." Kaz answered.

Jesper chuckled slightly again. That bastard was jealous. Jesper had figured it out some time ago. Kaz had nothing to worry about. Jespers heart belonged to Wylan, and he knew damn well that Y/n would die for Kaz.

But it was fun to watch.

Especially, knowing that they both fancied each other without even realising.

Y/n gave Jesper a last smile and waved softly, before she followed Kaz up the stairs.

While Dirtyhands was still undressing and Y/n was making herself comfortable in his bed, he started talking.

"A bit close to Jesper, aren't we?" She laughed, until she realised he was serious.

"You must be joking." She said shocked.

"Why would I? I do not joke around. I just think it's a bit suspicious you spend so much time together. Seem to be really touchy too."

Y/n shook her head. He must be out of his head. "There's no reason for you to be jealous. Jesper is my best friend. That's it, nothing more. We're, you and me, even less." She explained simply.

"I'm not jealous. I'm never jealous." Kaz answered, as he sat down at his table.

Y/n laughed bitterly.

"Of course not. All mighty Dirtyhands, Bastard of the Barrel, has no higher feelings. There's no fear, no love, no jealousy. Only spite and hatred. Come on Kaz, don't pull that move on me. I know you, better than you think I do. Don't put up this facade again, just because your pride is hurt. Don't you dare. That's not fair. I always treated you right, always respected you and your boundaries. This isn't fair from you." She sat up in his bed, ready to leave the room if he asked her to.

Kaz placed his head in his hands, growling.

"What am I supposed to tell you? I think I got the right to be jealous. You're closer to Jesper than you are to me." Dirtyhands said quietly.

Y/n finally stood up, walking to his table and leaning on it across of him.

"Why would you think you do? You're not my boyfriend." "What if I want to be?" The words spilled out so quickly that Kaz hadn't even realised them himself as they left his mouth.

Y/n's eyes grew big.

"So perhaps, I gave you the impression it's needed to be jealous. But I'm not closer to Jesper than I am to you. Yes, we are touchy. But that's Jes and I we're talking about. We're touchy with everyone. Just not with you, simply out of respect. All that is between us has much more depth than anything that could be between me and him. He loves Wylan. I love you. Alot." She breathed in deeply. The words were said, from both sides. They could not be taken back anymore.

Kaz finally looked up, locking his gaze with her. Her eyes spoke so much more words. It was pure and honest, longing. Kaz wanted to be mad, but he trusted her way too much. She was way too good.

The Bastard of the Barrel sighed. It took him a moment, to finally say these words.

"I love you. I don't want to loose you."

Y/n now smiled, really softly.

"You won't." And that was a promise.

They both knew.

@renataligorio @kaqua @magravenwrites @corpsebasil

[xoxo-teddybear]

Chaotic Family Tingz - Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou x f!reader ft. Older brother L/N Ryu and Younger brother L/N Itazura

Warnings: Cursing, Crack, Fluff, Tatted Bakugou bc ✨SPICE✨

Summary: You have a very….special family. You were nervous to not only bring your Tatted, motorcycle riding boyfriend to your home but also to show your very loving boyfriend your insane family. Unfortunately, the truth cannot be hidden for long. Unfortunately for your boyfriend, Bakugou, he learned the truth in a very L/N family way.

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

A/N: Heavily inspired by Good Luck Charlie. ALSO, I wrote this more based around Y/N and her life but Katsuki plays part in it. I still think it’s good bc imagine Bakugou being in this situation 😆🤣

You and Bakugou Katsuki have been dating for a year. You fell in love with the Bakugou Katsuki.

He who had a sleeve full of tattoos, who wore black combat boots and chains, who rode slick black motorcycles yet was a total softie when it came to you

Even though you had been dating for over a year, you didn’t bring him home for multiple reasons

1. You wanted to be sure he was the one before he met your crazy family, 2. You didn’t want him to meet your crazy family

Notice how we keep saying crazy?

Eventually, Bakugou got tired of waiting. He wanted you to be comfortable but he also wanted to know you loved him enough to think he was the guy you would want to bring home to meet your family

Meeting the parents and meeting the family is a big step and shows that you really want him as part of your life. It would mean a whole lot to him

And when he requested to meet your family and you shut it down again, he began to question you

“Do you not want me to meet them because…of me? Do you not want them to meet me?”

You looked at your boyfriend with a sad look as he stared at you like a kicked puppy

“Baby, no. Of course I want my family to meet you.”

“Then why haven’t they?”

“….Because I don’t want you to meet them.”

“What?”

“Suki! They’re insane! I’m just- *sigh.* What if their craziness drives you away from me?”

Bakugou laughed at you in disbelief. Leave you? Like hell he would. Bakugou’s done a whole lot in his life and you are the one thing he got right.

“Yeah no. Sorry princess but you’re stuck with me for life. I’m not going anywhere.” When he said that, he kissed your knuckles before leaving a kiss on your lips which convinced you to let him meet your insane family

He celebrated right in front of you

Anyway, what you need to know is that you’re family is….crazy crazy. Crazy as in things are never boring in your house because things are always happening

(Mind you, the actions below happened before you said yes to letting Katsuki meet your family)

Now back to what we were saying

Bad things happen a lot. Things like your little 11 year old brother, Itazura, always getting into trouble at school. In fact, this time he got into so much trouble that his teacher called for a parent teacher meeting

Not wanting to get in trouble at home, Itazura had you and your brother pretend to be his parents and go to the meeting

Now you said no in the beginning, but he blackmailed you by threatening to tell your parents you broke their priceless-antique wedding china and so you had to give in

It didn’t take much convincing for your older brother, Ryu, to join in on Itazura’s plan. Ryu was a very….simple person.

“You’re just gonna give in like that?” You asked him

“I mean, in the end it just saves time.” He said, referring to how Itazura will always find a way to get what he wants

“Yeah, that’s fair.”

And so, you and Ryu posed as Itazura’s parents. You dressed in your mom’s work clothes while Ryu dressed in a suit and put on a fake mustache for gags

You both presented yourselves along with Itazura to his teacher, who can barely see straight, and the plan went on perfectly. You guys got away with it!

That was until Itazura’s teacher, who was named Mrs. Iko, saw you at the movies on a date with Katsuki

And this is where it all goes down. Take a seat my bitches, and bros, and non-binary hoes cuz shits about to get real

(Shoutout to you if you get the reference ;)

—

*Ding Dong*

Your brother was sitting on the couch with his boyfriend when all of a sudden the doorbell rang, catching Ryu’s attention.

Opening the door, Ryu was met with the sight of Mrs. Iko. She took notice of his younger clothes, appearance, and mustache-less face. “Mrs. Iko? What’re you doing here?”

“Mr. L/N!” Mrs. Iko said with a shocked face and hand over her mouth. “You look so much younger! And your mustache has disappeared!”

Ryu grew visibly nervous at her words and gulped before letting out a shaky laugh. “O-Oh! Right! Yes, Uh- yes I’ve always been known for my Uh- youthful looks! And I just recently shaved- wanted a new look, you know?”

“Oh, well that doesn’t matter. I’m afraid I have some awful news.” Mrs. Iko said with a worried face as Ryu listened. “It’s about your wife.”

At that, Ryu’s longtime boyfriend, Daisuke, stood and walked towards the two. “Your wife? You have a wife?”

“No.” Ryu said.

“You don’t?” Mrs. Iko asked.

“Of course I do!” Ryu said, turning to her. Mrs. Iko looked around as if everyone in the house was crazy (they were) before speaking.

“Who are you?” She asked Daisuke.

“I’m his boyfriend.” He said. At that moment, you walked into the house holding Katsuki’s hand, ready to introduce him to your family, totally unprepared for what was about to go down.

“Hey guys! We’re back from the- GAH!” You said, yelping once you saw Mrs. Iko in the house. Mrs. Iko looked at you and Katsuki in shock as she pointed to you both.

“And here she is with her boyfriend!” Mrs. Iko exclaimed. Ryu felt pressured to play along and tried to save Itazura’s secret by keeping the husband act going.

“You’re cheating on me?!” Ryu said to you. “You’re a married woman!”

“You’re married?!” Bakugou asked you with an angry and hurt voice.

“No! No, no, no, no.” You said with a nervous laugh, trying to reassure him.

“You’re not?” Mrs. Iko asked.

“Of course I am!” You said, snapping your head to her. At that moment, Itazura walked in from the kitchen, but once he saw Mrs. Iko, he quickly turned back to go to the kitchen once more with a shocked expression.

“Geeeh!” He exclaimed before turning around, unfortunately caught by you.

“Uh- ITAZURA!” You shouted from the door as Bakugou held you close by the waist as a way of claiming his territory just in case things were in trouble for the two of you. Don’t worry, they weren’t. He believed you when you said you weren’t married but he’s starting to notice the weird shit that goes down in this house.

Itazura then came back, slowly poking his head in from behind the door as he stepped out. “Yes, Mother?”

Hearing you referred to that, Bakugou’s eyes popped before looking down at you. “Okay! I’m starting to see why you didn’t want me to meet your family.”

You nodded your head in a very ‘yeah…sadly,’ type of way.

“Uh- Itazura,” you said, walking towards your little brother. “Mrs. Iko has found out that your father and I are having problems.” You said in a ‘help us out of this you evil mastermind,’ type of way.

“Uhhh..and does she know that you guys are the reason I misbehave?” Itazura said, loud enough for Mrs. Iko to hear, hoping she would.

“Oh, I do now!” Mrs. Iko said sympathetically. Itazura came in like the evil mastermind he is and pulled out his fake tears.

“Well, maybe some good can come from all this pain,” he said with his fake tears and pouty lip towards his teacher. You faked a laugh before whispering to your younger brother.

“Hehehe…dial it down.” You said to him before turning to his teacher. “Um, Mrs. Iko, if you’ll excuse us, this family has some healing to do.”

“Which! I would like to do with just my parents and their apparent significant others,” Itazura said pointing to Daisuke and Katsuki.

“Welp! You should be on your way! Stay warm now!” Ryu said, beginning to escort Mrs. Iko out the front door by her shoulders. “Don’t wanna freeze off your toes!”

Unfortunately, right before the two reached the door, your actual parents came in. At the sight of them, you and your siblings flinched, sighed, and groaned before facing them. Luckily, Itazura came in once again to try and save the day in his lying ways.

“Grandma! Grandpa!” Itazura said going in to hug his actual parents to play his part. Your parents looked down to your brother in confusion and suspicion, well aware that your brother can get into some mischievous trouble.

“What’s going on?!” Your mom said, shaking off your brother’s hug.

“I’m Itazura’s teacher, I came to talk to his parents.” Mrs. Iko said introducing herself and gesturing to you and Ryu, to which the two of you scrunched your faces at being caught.

“We’re his parents.” Your dad said, gesturing to your mom and him. Mrs. Iko grew a face of utter shock before Itazura opened his mouth again.

“Hahaha, that’s right grandpa! You’re my dad!” Itazura said before whispering to Mrs. Iko. “He thinks he’s the president too.”

Your mom looked unimpressed at your brother’s lie until she caught sight of Bakugou in his white v-neck tee, and his big beefy arms covered in tattoos, holding his green bomber jacket, wearing his black ripped jeans and black combat boots. “Who are you?”

“Hey, I’m Bakugou Katsuki.” Your boyfriend said, waving with his gentler voice. Your dad looked outside and pointed to the foreign vehicle in their driveway before turning to Katsuki.

“Is that your motorcycle?” Your dad asked, making you nervous before you jumped to stand next to Katsuki to defend him.

“Um, yeah, about that-“

“I love motorcycles!” Your dad exclaimed with a smile.

“We’re dating!” You proudly said with a bright grin as you wrapped your arms around Katsuki’s as he looked down to you with a loving smile, loving when he heard you say those words to other people.

“Will you stop throwing that in my face?!” Ryu said, still playing his act.

“We’re not doing that anymore.” You blankly said to him with a dead stare.

“Great! Because I was getting a bit confused,” Ryu said and wrapped his arm around Daisuke’s waist.

And on that night, Mrs. Iko left, just as confused as Ryu.

—

“Alright,” your mom began, beginning to speak to you, your siblings, Daisuke, and Katsuki. “You, you, you, you, and you, sit. Now.”

“Uh, sorry,” your boyfriend said, “but I’m not your child. I don’t think you can tell me what to-“

“Did. I. Stutter?” Your mother asked with her devil eyes. Your gentler father stood behind her with a pleading look to your boyfriend to try and convince him to save himself. Katsuki felt his heart shake in fear at your mother’s tone and he opened his mouth to speak before closing it and taking a seat next to you on the couch.

“Mama Bear?” He asked you, referring to your mother.

“Mama Bear.” You confirmed. Bakugou nodded his head before relaxing into the couch.

“Okay. Now somebody tell me what’s going on.” Your mom demanded. You and Ryu remained quiet while your boyfriends sat in confusion. You all looked to Itazura who sighed before giving in.

“Okay, fine. I was getting in trouble at school and it got to the point where I had to have a parent teacher meeting. I didn’t want to get in trouble at home so I blackmailed Y/N and Ryu into being my parents so I could get away with it.” Itazura then explained.

“I guess somewhere along the line, Mrs. Iko caught me and Katsuki together so I guess she came here to tell Ryu, who she thought was my husband, that I was having an affair.” You then explained. Ryu was just sitting on the couch with his arm still around Daisuke before he raised his hand.

Your mother sighed at her oldest child being so..childish. “Yes, Ryu?”

“Uh- no I was just wondering if I could put on the fake mustache again.” He stupidly said with a genuine heart. You and your younger brother sighed in disappointment at his idiocy before turning to your parents.

“So? Are you going to punish us?” You asked your mom. She smiled at you sweetly before taking a seat in front of you on the coffee table.

“Oh, sweetie…..of course we’re going to punish you.” She said while placing a hand on your knee. She then stood to hand out her dealings. “Itazura, no video games, no sleepovers, no tv. Ryu, Y/N - no phones, no tv, no going anywhere after school. All of you, grounded. 2 weeks. We’re letting you keep your laptops for school work so if you need to communicate, use those. Am I clear?”

You and your siblings all nodded before your mother sighed and addressed the last thing. “Now finally, what did you say your name was, sweetie?”

“Oh! Uh, Bakugou Katsuki.” Your boyfriend said. Your mother smiled at him kindly before dropping that smile and giving him a look.

“Age?”

“18.”

“Grades?”

“Straight A’s.”

“School?”

“U.A.”

“Tattoos and Piercings. Why?”

“Most of them are to honor the people in my life.”

“Motorcycle. Why?”

“It was a gift I decided to not let go to waste.”

“Are you an asshole?”

“Only to idiots.”

“Why my daughter?”

“Because when she smiles everything in the world instantly makes sense to me.”

His last answer made you smile at him in awe as you scooted in closer. It also made your parents smile before your mom reached over to place a hand on his arm. “Welcome to the family, Bakugou.”

—

“So that’s your family, huh?” Bakugou asked as you both sat in your backyard on the hammock looking at the starry sky.

“Heh, yeah. A bunch of clowns.” You said, resting your head on his shoulder as his arm held you close.

“I don’t think so. They seem fun.” Bakugou said, trying to uplift your spirits.

“Fun. Crazy. Same shit I guess.” You said causing you both to laugh. Katsuki sighed in gratitude at finally getting to meet your family and allowed his head to drop on your own. “Umm..you’re not gonna leave me though..right?”

��Never.” He said with a small laugh and kiss to the crown of your head. “Like I said, you’re stuck with me. Besides. I now know if I’m ever bored, your family will always be around. S’like free entertainment.” He said making you giggle. “Plus, Itazura doesn’t seem so bad. I don’t know, might wanna pull a few pranks on him just to teach him a lesson.”

“Aww, baby.” You said kissing his cheek. “No you don’t, it’ll backfire on you and he’ll set your ass on fire. Doesn’t matter if you’re 5 years older than him.”

Bakugou widened his eyes in offense before chuckling and cuddling in closer as you both swung on the hammock. That was when you raised your head to look at him. “So…when can I meet your parents?”

Bakugou’s eyes once again popped as he thought about his timid father who was a doormat to his demonic mother. “Uh…I don’t know..They’re kinda…insane.”

Here we go again.

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How would the demon boys react to some random demon saying that they "went soft" while they were with MC? love your page btw x

Oh ho ho I see! This is going to be fun! And thank you, I love seeing everyone's support!

Lucifer:

Him? Soft? Impossible

The audacity that lesser demon had was almost respectable

But he wasn't going to let it slide

"Perhaps I've been too kind to beings like you, if you truly believe I've grown soft you won't mind me practising my new equipment on you-"

"Luci? What cha doing? I've been looking for you."

As soon as he saw you he didn't even realize the love sick expression on his face

The lesser demon snickered

He realized he didn't keep his mask up

They believed they were going to go free due to his embarassment

But they only made him grip the demons face tighter, his sharp nails digging into their flesh

"not right now, I'm currently putting a demon in their place-"

"oh okay! Don't take too long, you promised you'd help me go shopping, there was a really cute outfit and I don't want to miss it."

"yes, of course, now run along."

You kissed his cheek, thanking him for taking you out

He happily sighed

Quickly placing a kiss on your lips before you left

His head snapped back to the demon with a blood thirsty smirk

"where were we?"

Mammon:

Him?! Soft?! He's got a reputation to uphold!

Like his rep isn't already destroyed by being a bunch of witches servant

Whilst he is feared for his status as a demon, in general his rep is more 'famous guy who Everyone respects but will laugh at him at any given chance'

But Don't tell mammon that

So when a leaser demon says he's gone soft due to you he's insulted

He grabs the lesser demon by the collar, yanking them towards him, pulling down his shades just enough to show off his furious glare

"You're real bold for speaking up against me like that, I'm the avatar of greed! I can destroy your well being with just a slight influence-"

You came marching towards him, brows knitted

"Mammon!!!! Stop picking fights, you promised we'd go to cafe today, I even made sure we'd get matching couples items."

You shoved your phone in his face, showing off the link he sent you

He wanted to go to the cafe due to the couple's coupon and the fact you were allowed matching gifts you can buy

"You Damn human-! Can't you see I'm in the middle of something?! The great mammon needs to defend his rep!"

"you're wasting your time, the cafe is going to get packed if we don't go now."

He didn't budge, trying to counter you but you just raised a brow

You let have a few moments before Rollin your eyes

"I'm going without you."

"BABY NO!!! DON'T LEAVE ME-! I'M COMING I SWEAR!"

He immediately hugged you and was pouting, complaining you embarassed him

But he quickly forgave you when you kissed the corner of his mouth, reminding him he couldn't jump into trouble or else his grades will be effected

Lucifers orders of course

Levithan:

"I will summon Loton on you for even perceiving me!"

It was a bold move on the lesser demons part

And today the ocean demon didn't feel like being talked to by anyone so hearing this made it even worse

He raised his hand in the air, magic glowing at his finger tips

The lesser demon gulped, regretting thinking Levi would be easy to mess with

"Levi, don't summon Loton, we'll get in trouble."

He didn't even realize you were there nor did he notice you arrive

He pouted, lowering his arm and started quickly moving his arms as he spoke

"But they're saying I've grown soft! That's insulting to demons! Especially high ranking ones! It's basically saying I'm a loser!"

"As a high ranking demon, just ignore them~ you're just fine~!"

You didn't want to deal with getting levi out of trouble because he flooded one part of R.A.D so you went to save the confident lesser demon

You grabbed his shoulders, nuzzling your cheek on his

He wanted to push you away due to embarassment and the fact it was in public

But he couldn't help but do the same, squishing his face next to yours with a massive blush on his face

"You're not helping-"

"You're great, let's go back home and finish the game we were playing."

The lesser demon was spared.....for now

Satan:

Does he look like the type to go soft?

Sure he was normally a pleasant guy to be around but soft???!

Despite his charming smile and gentle peaceful presence, he was known for being the most aggressive out of his brother's

So some lesser demon saying he's soft? He wanted to just scoff and ignore it but it chewed at him

"Soft...? Hm, you won't be saying anything when I'm done with you, you'll be too busy crying and gurgling on your own-"

"There you are! I wanted to give the book you let me borrow back- am I interrupting?"

You looked between the cowering demon in Satan's grasp

His horns flickering in out and out, his expression immediately going soft when he looked at you

"yes but what did you think of the book? I thought the characterization of the main lead was the selling point of the whole thing."

"oh definitely but chapter 104 had the best arc."

Satan opened his mouth, removing one his hands off the other demons throat to point at the book but his finger curled

Deciding to not argue with you

"I'll have to debate you on that one - excuse me I need to finish it here before I can debate you on arcs, I won't be long."

You nodded, kissing Satan's cheek and gave the lesser demon a sympathetic look

The lesser demon couldn't enjoy their freedom for long as Satan turned back to them, snarling

Let's just hope he decides it isn't worth his time for that demons sake

Asmodeus:

"me? Soft? Honey, I'm never soft~ I'm always hard~!"

The lesser demon cringed

Asmo crossed his arms, deflating slightly as his joke didn't land

Sure he was offended Someone would call him soft

But it's not like really based his reputation as being some intimidating thing, he wanted to be loved and admired!

But being soft can get you disrespected

So something has to be done and asmo is known definitely by his brothers for getting physical when needed

"Don't look so disgusted, you do understand who you're talking to, right? The avatar of lust - I'm able to bring out all your desires, I know you like things rough so let me show just how violent i can get-"

"hey, are you done threatening-flirting? Whatever you're doing, I need help with some design choices."

You definitely didn't know what you walked in but the lustful demon was your best bet to go to

He was currently caging a lesser demon to a wall and harshly gripping their chin

You just wanted a second opinion on your clothing designs!

"I'll be right there! Can you hold on for a moment please?"

You nodded, sensing the angry aura coming off him

"sure, I got wipes in my bag incase you need them."

"you're wonderful, I love you~!"

He sent you a few air kisses as he smiled at you, you shook your head at his affection

You were thankful you didn't look back because as soon as you walked away you heard a scream

And you were pretty sure it wasn't a good one

Beezlebub:

The lesser demon sure had balls to approach this walking mountain

Was no one intimidated by jocks anymore?

They snarled and teased that he was going soft, expecting a reaction

But Beel just glared at them, his resting bitch face coming in handy

"don't talk to me."

It wasn't long before you found him, he was walking through the halls heading to the main door

"heyy Beel-y, What's up?"

"a demon said I've grown soft....have I?"

You blinked a few times, not expecting the question

You definitely didn't expect the Insecure look on his face

The closer you got to him he was definitely a softie, he was always gentle with you and is super kind

To you, he hasn't changed at all

"I think you have from what I've heard but I don't think that's a bad thing, you can still hold your ground and it just means you're letting yourself not be on guard."

"that makes me feel better, you always know what to say - I'm hungry, let's go eat."

You linked your arms with him, both of you smiling

"sure! I heard there's a nice dessert place opening up!"

Belphegor:

"I think you're talking to the wrong demon, I haven't grown soft."

Again, lesser demons are getting too gutsy towards these demon brother's

Belphegor has never woken up and not chose violence

Sure he was a big cuddle bug and sleeping most of the time

But he could be absolutely ruthless -In words and actions!

"Belphie, I'm heading to the study room, wanna join?"

You didn't really care he was about to go toe to toe with another demon

Knowing he was going to win anyway but you did want to give him a chance to get away

He was on thin ice and could be put on house arrest if he kept acting up and pranking people

"I'm in the middle of threatening Someone right now."

"Alright, don't go too crazy or else you'll get in trouble but I'll be waiting, I bought a pillow for you to sleep on~"

You tugged the pillow out of your bag, wiggling abit as you showed it off

You were already walking away before the sleepy demon could say anything else

He glared at the lesser demon

"I'll prove them wrong another time, too much energy wasted if I did it now."

He immediately went jogging after you, looping an arm around your waist and nuzzled his cheek on your shoulder

[koushisatori]

if you can't believe in others, at least believe in us

kyoutani x gn!reader

genre: as ordered: a bit of angst w a touch of comfort

warnings: one (1) big jealous idiot, miscommunication

word count: 5.4k

note: this is smth an anon asked me to do (but like...nearly a year ago, I'm not sure if anon is still there or if they remember and my dumbass deleted the ask so I just beta-ed through whatever I had but I know they called me out on enjoying jealous characters so here we go) I'm sorry, mysterious anon, I'm stupid </3 Anyway, that's that. I don't remember if reader was supposed to be female or not so I made it gn!reader (but if I forgot to change something, pls tell me so I can fix any errors c: It's also my first attempt I apologize in advance)

In the beginning, you weren't sure why your boyfriend is ignoring you

You can't remember doing something that would annoy him, nor do you remember an instant of anger in his eyes that would give you a hint about his reasoning to stay away from you

He explained early on that sometimes he just needs a day of distance because Kentarou could feel the anger simmering right under the surface, enough that something small could tick him off already, and he would hate if you were on the receiving end of this unexplained fury

Both of you also made sure to promise each other to clearly communicate, the relationship between the two of you would not last long if you're not properly telling each other what might be bothering or hurting...just in general cross a boundary

Communication probably was one of the most important aspects of your relationship

cue to the actual situation: your boyfriend avoiding you

So, Monday evening you think maybe it's this overwhelming sensation of unexplained anger and that something at morning practice ticked him off completely

But then Tuesday comes and goes, and your boyfriend had avoided you all day long, did not even bother to read your messages,

on Wednesday, you try to talk to him, but all he does is glaring at you with a look that leaves you speechless and kind of heartbroken,

Thursday is the day you're replaying everything you did on Monday, trying to find something that he could have misunderstood, yet no matter how hard you think about it…your brain won't come up with a reason that explained why Kentarou was so upset with you!

So you decide to make him talk to you on Friday

Enough is enough, right? For gods' sake, he is your boyfriend! You miss him and his strong arms that give hugs so warm that you melt right into them

You don't get a second alone with him until school ends

you practically sprint out of the school building over to the gym, knowing that he had a free hour, which means that he is probably the first person there - your only chance

There he is, sitting with his back to you, aggressively chewing on a bun filled with chicken - his usual that reminded him of his favorite dish - glaring holes into the ground

After taking a deep breath to calm yourself, you carefully aks: ''Kentaro…Ken…?'', slowly stretching out your hand, wanting to rest it on his shoulder to maybe help to soothe him a bit

he flinches instead and his heated, agitated gaze meets your eyes, making you recoil in return

''…will you talk to me, I miss you…'' you say softly, realizing how it hurt being ignored by him

''Ah, suddenly you miss me…'' he spits, narrowing his eyes ''…didn't fucking seem like it the last time I saw you…''

''Kentaro, baby, I have no idea what you mean,'' you plead, keeping your voice low to hide the desperation lacing it, confusion written all over your features

all Kyoutani does is growl, hopping down from where he's sitting while shouldering his gym bag

''...shouldn't have been so flirty with Shittykawa like that then-'' he grumbles - ''Ken, I didn't-'' you insist, but he continues ''twirling your hair, batting your pretty eyelashes at him, fuck you Y/N, if you want him, then feel free to take a fucking leave" Kyoutani cusses, not even listening to you

You shake your head, ''Kentaro, no, you totally misunderstood the situation,'' you follow up, panic seeping into your voice now that you knew what he referred to, ''I love yo-''

''Tsk'', he moves to leave

you try to take his hand but, instead of turning around, Kyoutani just rips it away from you, tucking it into the pocket of his jacket

from behind you, you hear Yahaba and Oikawa approaching (talking about Volleyball and Captains duties)

once they guessed what must have happened, they offered you their help (they both swear that Kyoutani will never ever find a ''cute s/o as you are, y/n-chan, I'm worried for my little angry pomeranian kohai'' )

Usually, you would try to talk to him, but after enduring a week of radio silence and now this treatment, you were tired of upholding something that seemed like a lost cause

you just wave both setters off and leave the school grounds, a frown plastered onto your lips and tears swimming in your eyes

Kentarou had not listened to you, did not even really look at you, and the few seconds he did, his eyes were filled with rage instead of the warmth he had usually reserved for you (and only for you)

If your boyfriend thinks avoiding you for a week and blaming you for something ridiculous without hearing you out is how you handle a relationship…maybe you would have to consider not pursuing it any longer

Which is easier said than done

The whole night you wait for a message, anything, and then all Saturday morning

you still had hope left

You get one from Yahaba, who tells you that Oikawa tried to clear up the situation as well after the reason for your fight dawned on him (Kyoutanis piss poor mood and behavior towards him a strong indicator) but Kentaro, again, just ran off

The future team captain even called you after your lackluster answer, listening to you getting the frustration and sadness out of your system

It didn't matter, right? Your boyfriend decided to unofficially call it quits by implying that your feelings for him were not genuine instead of using his mouth to talk to you and disregarding everyone involved

as if he wanted to ignore the truth as a convenient excuse to get out of your relationship

that's the conclusion your brain came up with

You softly sniffle in the privacy of your room, clutching a pillow to your chest (which has seen more tears in the last two days than in the past three years), deciding that it would be a good idea to go into the city to treat yourself

knowing that your mother has a hair-dresser appointment somewhen today, you go and announce that you would join her to finally buy the latest season of your favorite series

once there, you additionally get microwave popcorn, chocolate, and ice cream, as well as a pretty shirt you saw on a mannequin while window shopping

you feel a lot better after spending some money and ignoring the lingering sadness of your presumable break up with Kyoutani (who you love ok, it is not that easy)

In between your stops, you meet Iwaizumi and Oikawa munching on fatty burgers (celebrating your cheat days like a holiday and indulging in whatever your heart desires, is what makes it easier to stick with healthier habits the rest of the time was the questionable explanation coming from the brown-haired setter, pointing at you with a soggy potato fry)

after a moment, the setters eyes turn sad, a frown replacing the smile on his lips

he wraps his fingers around your wrist to stop you from going just yet, apologizing for being the cause of your fight and for being unable to talk some sense into him

(you assure him that it is not his fault, knowing that your friend will probably brood over it otherwise, which wouldn't be fair)

Iwaizumi adds that Kyoutani will come around and that his cooldown time is just longer than those of other people (and if not, he will give him one of his famous volleyballs to the head and use his status as only truly respected senpai to talk some sense into him) but you again decline their suggestions

after saying goodbye (and seeing Iwaizumi give his best friend an assuring gentle pat on his shoulder, the secret softy in the usual harsh ace shining through)

If Kentaro was willing...able to throw away your relationship this easily, he can't possibly really love you, and you'd accept this even if it's hard and painful

Now remembered of what you had attempted to forget about, you feel your eyes sting with unshed tears (you thought there was no possibility of you having more tears to spill, yet the impossible seemed to be the case) you look down at your phone to text your mom and frown

Kentaro 🥰: we need to talk. Kentaro 🥰: meet me there [location]

For a second, you hesitate, biting your lower lip harshly…you really want to go and talk to him but…

The tears still sting in your eyes and blurring your view reminded you of what you had gone through the whole time, and that it was his turn to finally come to you

break up or makeup, the ball was in his court now

so while walking to where your mother would be waiting for you, you begin to type

You: No.

You: I waited for you all week, even though you ignored me, and now you expect me to run the moment you choose to stop being a childish idiot?

You: if you decide to speak to me then comqjdkn

Kentarou wouldn't say he feels particularly bad. Not at all! If someone was to ask him, he would probably answer fucking peachy, what the fuck are you asking for or growl angrily. No one would bat an eye and further question him, nor guess that maybe he wasn't as great as he pretended because he missed his gorgeous better half, but…it was his fault, wasn't it?

Of course, he originally thought he had a valid reason to be upset. And if he had just spoken to you about it, everything would be solved now. Instead of being a decent boyfriend, though, his pride overtook his thinking processes once he realized that his behavior wasn't even the slightest bit justified. Not that he knew this when he saw you speaking with Shittykawa right before school. All he could see was his gorgeous s/o shyly fiddling with her fingers, conversing with a leaned forward, very involved Oikawa Tooru. He would have fetched you away from the brown-haired setter. He had no qualms about showing his possessiveness. God, Kentarou wouldn't have hesitated to growl at the tall, brown-haired boy if not for the question he heard coming from the Captain.

''Y/N-chan, how is it that you, an adorable, charming individuum, is with a brute like Mad Dog-chan? I really-'' Well, that's where he decided to leave you with the setter. He didn't need to hear your answer. Didn't want to witness an excuse or maybe the truth. If both of you were so fucking smitten with each other to flirt this blatantly, why don't you just go and cheer for him, hold his hand, and kiss his cheek goodbye? It was his choice to distance himself.

Kyoutani couldn't help the feeling of betrayal and hurt washing over him. Maybe you just used him as a stepping stone to get closer with Oikawa, and Kyoutani has been too blind to see it. He never doubted you or your relationship before, but it's not a secret how eruptive Kyoutani could be. It has always been beyond his imagination how someone so cute and sweet like you could love a person like him. Your friends thought so. The teachers. The whole school! Everyone questioned your poor judgment. And when you came running up to him, you're cheery voice calling out for him, everyone present looked at you like you grew a second head. It's the reason why seeing you with Trashykawa ticked him off so bad. It catered to his biggest insecurities and fears. He knew that all those skeptics would be delighted to see you, everyone's darling, with the schools' star setter. They all would agree that the pretty, handsome young man is a better fit than the always hostile-looking troublemaker.

While Kyoutani didn't take Oikawa seriously in most cases, he undoubtedly was one of the most devoted people Kentarou had ever met. If Oikawa wanted to get a new serve right, he wouldn't stop trying and repeating it until his legs gave in, and Iwaizumi dragged him out of the gym. When he wanted to find more advanced players to practice with, so he could, in return, give this new knowledge to his team, there was no way he would not manage to make it happen. Even if his ideas, wishes, and plans cost him blood, sweat, and tears (like getting Kyoutani to actually train), Oikawa never backed down. Kentarou had heard that Oikawa's last girlfriend dumped him because of his passion for Volleyball. Yet Kyoutani couldn't help but think that, in you, the ambitious setter would have found someone that would be able to handle it. You usually came over to watch the team when you knew that Kyoutani was there to play. You sat on the stands with your homework in your lap and a Seijoh-coloured pencil wiggling between your fingers, not bothered by the noises coming from the court. You play with your earlobe while you frown at whatever problem you came across. You patiently wait for practice to finish. Kentarou was sure that you'd be someone Oikawa would actually try for. You weren't one of his squealing fangirls, hanging from his arm on every opportunity, but his friend. You didn't pester him to take selfies with you while pushing cute bentos into his hands. When you bring food to practice, then it's for the whole team to share. If he wanted you, Oikawa would probably have to win you over and make sure that you'd stay. Courting and all that jazz. In all seriousness, Shittykawa would be a fucking idiot if not.

The dyed-blond wing spiker had been so sure that he was rightfully mad that he didn't stop to think twice before he reacted this coldly towards you. But, and this made it even worse, Kentarou knew that he was wrong the moment you asked what happened after an entire week of enduring his silent treatment. The second he heard your shaky voice and saw the tears welling up in your eyes, his brain rebooted, and suddenly he wasn't so sure of his own reasoning. You two were together for about half a year. Kyoutani - by now - was confident in his ability to identify most of your expressions. All he could decipher in your eyes was pain, paired with a need to understand, but…if he was in the wrong…it would mean that he had hurt you the whole week, which in conclusion implied that Kentarou had been the world's shittiest boyfriend. Fuck, he thought, I don't deserve y/n.

His situation didn't get any better the moment Oikawa entered the gym. The person Kyoutani thought he had a real reason to despise now tried to mend the rift between the two of you.

''Mad Dog-chan, I think you misunderstood something there. Well, no, you decided to not listen-'' The taller male says, hands gesturing wildly. While his voice still had that annoyingly cheery tone, it had something commanding hidden underneath. And oh, how Kentarou hated when someone demanded something of him, even if it was for his own good. ''Don't want to hear it.'' the blond mutters, already aggravated. The brown-haired setter resolutely puts himself in the way again. ''Oh, but you have to! That morning, Y/N-chan literally declared her love for yo-'' - ''I don't fucking care.'' Kentarou barks, not looking Oikawa in the eyes.

After another fruitless attempt to get properly into the gym, he growls and turns to leave. Already on his way to grab his stuff and take a leave, he hears Oikawa yelling. ''You answered and justified why I asked Y/N-chan to begin with!" And then louder, even though he could make out Iwaizumi trying to wrestle his childhood friend back into the gym, "APOLOGIZE, YOU IDIOT! YOU BETTER GROVEL FOR Y/N'S FORGIVENESS! THEY DESERVE BETTER THAN THIS SHOW YOU'RE PUTTING ON, AND YOU KNOW IT!"

This happened on Friday evening, and the guilt was gnawing away on him ever since. On his way home, Kyoutani had automatically taken the detour to your house. Kentarou enjoyed bringing you home (and more often than not, you pulled him inside with you, making him cuddle you!). It makes him feel like a good boyfriend, and he knew that you arrived there safely. He would never tell anybody and deny it if you ever decided to share this, but Kentarou relished in the feeling of your hand holding his all the way while going on about your day. He admired that you'd pet every cat and every dog you meet on the trip home together with him. You were perfect for him…why again did he act like this?

What caused Kyoutani's attempt to apologize - in his usual overly blunt and partly aggressive kind of way - was Yahaba, though. Both boys denied being remotely something beyond 'not really enemies'. But his future team captain was definitely one of the very few people that could and would tell him to his face that he fucked up without real repercussions. He would presumably even help Kyoutani to get it together.

After Yahaba had called you and listened to your heartbreaking rant, the setter realized that you, his friend, and his 'not really enemy' needed to talk ut out. Totally immersed in your tirade, you accidentally let slip that you couldn't endure Kyoutani's treatment any longer. That being pushed over by your boyfriend with brash and hurtful words after handling the cold shoulder was too much. That you expected Kyoutani to break up with you on Monday either way. In-person, if he had mercy on you or continue his treatment as a silent method of doing so. While you told Yahaba about your planned ''get over it-self-care'' weekend (involving tons of ice cream, movies with crying guarantee, lots of blankets, and no smartphone), the setter had already put on his jacket, shooting a message to Kyoutani.

From Yahaba: get your stupid fucking ass outside to meet me, or I'll bench you the complete season next year

Even though the wing spiker was sure that Yahaba's words were nothing but empty words, Kentarou allowed himself to accept this threat as an excuse to put his pride aside. Because, even though Yahaba annoyed him to no end - not as bad as Oikawa but still - Kentarou was also aware that you and he were friends. If someone could help him gaining your forgiveness, Kyoutani had to accept and admit that it was Yahaba. Meeting his light brown-haired teammate was kind of awkward. Kyoutani was unsure what he had to expect, though he should have seen the rough treatment coming. Yet, getting told that you, the person Kentarou was undeniably in love with, felt so neglected and hurt that you deemed this relationship to be as good as over allowed the guilt monster in his chest to grow. Shitty Oikawa was probably right ordering him to grovel and beg on his knees for you to even hear him out.

Your answer to his message was partly unlike you. Well, the last sentence. You usually were pretty forward with him to avoid miscommunication and uncalled-for moping around. And while you sometimes send keyboard smashes to express the chaos you felt, they were always in a separate message and not so…random. The text definitely meant something like ''then come to me'' but somehow, Kyoutani had an uneasy feeling about the whole thing.

Besides, he couldn't just wait till Monday and hope that you'd accept his apology! You may send him away today already, but he still had a teeny-tiny bit of hope. If he let the thoughts of him leaving you or the other way around fester in your mind for two whole days, though,…you'd probably realize that leaving him wasn't that bad of a decision. You'd come to the conclusion that all your admirers could treat you better than Kyoutani did. And he was too selfish to let you leave. Even though all he did the whole week was being self-centered and stuck up, he would be damned to begin being a saint now and let you go. That you at least were willing to talk to him was…a relief, to say the least. Kentarou hoped that this translated to you being willing to put up with him a little longer if he apologized correctly. That you're not opposed to giving him another chance to make things right.

At your house, he was greeted with darkness. Not even a single light illuminating any of the rooms he could see from his spot on your front lawn. And the ones he saw were your and your mom's most-used rooms. Your room window, your mothers' workroom, and the living room area with an adjacent kitchen. All of those rather significant rooms and the lack of light in them seemed to be a dead giveaway for Kyoutani that no one was home. Kyoutani guessed that you were probably out with your mom, glancing over to the empty spot in front of the garage.

Oh god, your mother had been the only supportive person of your relationship. Maybe it's in your family to see the best in everyone, even in shitty people like him. But if you told her about his behavior, she'd most likely not welcome him with a smile ever again, no matter if you forgave him.

There weren't many things Kyoutani could do in this situation, but it wasn't as late as nature let it on, and after a few seconds, he had decided to sit down at the front door and wait for you, hoping that it wouldn't take too long for you to come home. As if fate wanted to tell him something, the wing spiker had put on the jacket with the half-full power bank. He had worn it to the shelter when he visited it this week while distracting himself from your absence in his daily life. You had gifted him the piece of clothing, which is probably why he unconsciously had decided to wear it to everything he did after school in the first place.

Kentarou passed the time by snarling at people eyeing him for a moment too long to not be judgmental, petting the neighbors' cat wandering over to him, and watching videos. Every time he thought ''Y/N would like this'', his heart stuttered guilty.

To Kentarou, it felt like an eternity until your mother's car finally drove up the entry. To avoid your mother's potentially deadly stare, he nervously checked his mobile, realizing that he had waited for a little more than 3 hours. Yet, the wait had done nothing to soothe his nerves. They instantly spiked up again while his heart threatened to jump out of his throat.

She will hate me. Your mother would hate me, she'll hate me, she'll ha-

''Ah, Ken-chan! Good evening.'' Your mother greets him with a tired, yet still gentle smile. Oh. The blond blanches. He'd never admit it, but he enjoyed the treatment he received from your mother more than he should. Being spoken to without suspicion and receiving a warm smile every time without fail was a welcome change to his daily life. Your mother didn't listen to people trying to bad-mouth him. To her, he simply was the boy that - normally - treats her child the way a mother wished for. Even if he pulled a face as long as a fiddle.

''I didn't know you were coming, Ken-chan, or I would have messaged you…but now that you're here, maybe you can assist us out and help Y/N inside? It would help a lot.'' His gaze immediately flitted over to you on the passenger seat. With your arms crossed in front of your chest and that stubborn but endearingly cute pout on your lips, he nearly missed the tiredness your body emitted. Kentarou wanted to rush over to your side immediately but was stopped by your mother again. ''I don't know what you two are fighting about…but please talk to each other. I don't want my baby to be this sad. Especially now, and…'' she rests a hand on his shoulder, her eyes kind and comforting ''…I also don't want to miss you here, alright?'' He stiffly nodded and watched your mother carrying in plastic bags filled with various medicine packages and food.

After coming back to his senses, Kyoutani finally stumbled over to your side, practically ripping open the car door. This new perspective revealed a plaster cast wrapping your whole left leg and a removable wrist brace on your right hand. ''Bab- Y/N…what the fuck…happened?'' His honey-brown eyes continued to wander over your injuries, and with every second, he found more. Scratches and scrapes, bandaids and bandages peeking out from underneath your clothes. ''I'm so sorry,'' he whispered, hanging his head low.

All your intentions to fight his helping hand and limp over to the door by yourself disintegrated into nothing. You never witnessed such a devastated, beaten expression on his face before. Instead, you settle for ''Will you help me?''. A question asked quietly to your fingers picking at a loose band-aid edge on your arm and pressing it back onto the irritated skin.

After you loosened your seatbelt, he waits for you to carefully place your arms around his neck. It is followed by Kyoutani lifting you out of the car so gently as if he was afraid you might break. This whole situation in itself already contradicting his brash appearance and usual behavior. It would give whiplash to all the people pretending to know him. But he was always caring in his own way when it came to you. It's why you loved him after all. Because you usually knew that he loved you, too.

For a few moments, the atmosphere between the two of you felt awkwardly tense, both of you unsure how to interact with each other. The mostly blonde wing spiker breathed out a sigh of relief when you fully leaned into his chest once he stood upright, resting your head against his shoulder. A bit of maneuvering through the front door eventually lead to Kyoutani passing through the hallway and taking you to your room, where he was gently lowering you down on the bed.

It was a now or never kind of situation. For the both of you. While Kentarou was trying to find out where to begin his apology, he took a few steps back in case you wanted space until everything was cleared up.

You unconsciously helped him making a decision by impulsively grasping onto his shirt the moment he started to withdraw, stopping him in his retreating movement. Kentarou saw your lower lips wobbling, teary eyes looking up at him pleadingly.

''Please stay,'' you say weakly, which is enough for him to throw the whole thinking process away and simply sit down next to you, intertwining both your hands. ''I'm staying. I'm not leaving. Not now nor this relationship if you still want...an ''us''. The wing spiker took a deep, shuttering breath. '' I'm sorry, Y/N…'' he finally manages to say, honey eyes locked onto your linked your hands. ''I have been fucking stupid all week. 've been a fucking terrible boyfriend, the worst to ever exist.''

As if to encourage him...to show your boyfriend that his apology was not for nothing, you shuffled around until the last bit of distance between the two of you was closed. You hum, acknowledging his words while leaning your head on his shoulder.

''I didn't think you're cheating or something, …'' Kyoutani immediately assures you. There was no way he would allow you to think that he would accuse you of something like this. ''I had no reason to be jealous, but I was insecure. Let it get the best of me. Despite our promise to communicate, I was sulking. 't was easier. I'll do whatever the fuck you want for you to not give up yet…'' he says, taking his time with every sentence.

With a sigh, you squeeze his hand. ''It will probably take a lot of cuddling and attention from you...'' you say thoughtfully ''...but I forgive you…if you promise to not do this again…'' you murmur, tilting your head upward to press a chaste kiss to his jaw. ''Otherwise, I'll accept Iwaizumi-san's offer to get your thinking process restarted.'' For a moment, your voice had its usual joking edge. But you knew talking out everything was necessary. ''But, in all honesty, 'Tarou....please, never do this again. I am honest. I will not endure this a second time. When you tell me that you need a day or two for yourself then that is totally fine. If you feel yourself giving into whatever insecurity, talk to me about it. I am sure there will be an explanation or a solution but don't leave me in the dark. Don't treat me like that. I love you. Only you and no one else. But the time love can withstand straight-up ignorance by your partner is limited.''

Slowly, your boyfriend nodded, squeezing your hand to tell you that he understood. You would probably cling to him for a while but were sure that he would survive the extra closeness. Not even half a second later, his head leans onto yours cautiously.

''…and try being nicer to Oikawa-san, Tarou, he hasn't done anything to you.'' You add humorously before small giggles started to erupt from your lips. ''Also...Baby…'' you start, being interrupted by choked-up hiccups and giggles. By using your nickname for him, you take away another persistent fear of his. What he does not miss, however, is how you wince in pain before you continue, ''…who helped you put this into words? I mean…I loved it, but…,'' You leave unsaid that words usually are not his strong fort.

Biting back a smile, he frowns, huffs, and puffs…, but the way you are looking up at him, eyes shining with relief and adoration, allows him to admit defeat. He sighs ''…it's how Yahaba said I should say it…'' It usually would be an odd enough statement to make you throw yourself all over him with laugher. As a slight replacement, you squeeze his hand a bit, still shaking with suppressed laughter. ''I promise…that I will talk to you. Can't promise the Shittykawa part.'' Another soft chuckle leaves your lips before you look up at him again. ''I hope you try nonetheless. You should not let Iwaizumi-san hear you calling Oikawa-san that, though, I don't think this would turn out well for you…so...maybe stop this at least.'' Kentarou rolls his eyes at you, but in the end, he nods.

You wait for another second to clearly distinguish the two topics before you continue. ''…Thank you…for coming and finally speaking with me instead of break-'' A hand on your lips muffles your words.

''Don't say these words. I'd never break up with you,'' Kentarou grumbles, a light, uncharacteristic light pink settling on his cheeks. You stick your tongue out, which leads to him taking his hand off of your face with a surprised noise, rather dumbfounded that you had licked his hand. It gives you the chance to lean up and finally press your lips against his. ''I'm not leaving you either,'' you murmur, feeling his lips twitch upwards slightly. You decide to leave the teasing for another day.

Moving back into your previous position was enough of a hassle to hiss in pain. It brought back Kyoutani's awareness of the second problem at hand. ''What did happen to you?'' Kyoutani asks in an attempt to tamper down the excited, happy beating of his heart.

''Oh, this...uh, when I answered your text, I got driven over by a dude on a bicycle,'' you casually drop. It was kind of entertaining to watch his expressions change at an unequaled pace while processing your words. In the end, it settled into something akin to passive-aggressive worry. The way he was immediately fretting over you while cursing and cussing out the bicycle dude was his own way of caring. As you watch him retrieving the food your mother bought, while mumbling about how you're a dumbass for not paying attention to your surroundings, how he'd come over every day until you could go to school again to bring and teach you the stuff you would miss and how he would fucking murder the bicycle idiot if he ever finds out who dared to drive you over, you can't help the smile forming on your lips.

Once again, you are proven that loving him - while occasionally troublesome and demanding - was everything but wrong.