#Possibly one of the biggest writing compliments I've ever gotten

[irenespring]

Two results of mentioning House MD in college (experiences from last week):

New professor for Queerness and Popular Culture made fun of me for calling the show "House MD" because I "called it by its government name." (no I did not point out that House is technically the real name, House MD is the fandom name, so I was calling by its nickname)

Awesome professor I had last semester was apparently so taken with my paper that when she saw House MD autism episode clips in a video she was watching she wanted to email me because "oooh it's THAT from THE THING" but apparently House MD is "that" and my paper is "the thing."

[js-a-writer]

Gilbert Blythe X fem!reader? Fluff and if its possible maybe you could write the reader more extroverted..?

Thank you so much for my first request. This is going to be a friends to lovers, I hope your okay with that. I still tried to make it where reader was extroverted, if it's not to your liking just message me and I will fix it or remake it for you. 😊🙂

Y/n has had the biggest crush on Gilbert for what feels like FOREVER!! But Gilbert just can't get the hint. She has tried everything from flirting to even hand holding!

Y/n has never been afraid to speak her mind and go for what she wants, she has always been a bit more extroverted but no one ever seemed to mind.

Gilbert had always loved that about Y/n, her never fearing to stick up for herself (and others) . You see Gilbert had had a crush on Y/n for a while to but he never acted on it in fear that it would ruin their friendship, and he couldn't bare to have that happen. So he convinced himself that all of her flirting was just playful banter shared between friends and that her holding his hand was also completely platonic. His friends had noticed that he was crushing hard, and they tried to convince him to simply just ask her out. But his excuse was always the same, having you as a friend was better than not having you in his life at all.

One day Y/n had just gotten sick of his foolishness and decided that she was going to make the first move. Well the first real move.

She walked to school that day with her head held high, ready to tell Gilbert how she felt. As she was waiting at the path they always meet at to walk to school together, she wondered, what if Gilbert didn't like her back, what if this ended horribly and Gilbert never wanted to be her friend again. But she pushed those thoughts deep down and decided that this was better than keeping those feelings to herself, even though she had been hinting for months.

When Gilbert had finally showed up Y/n took a deep breath ready to face this feeling head-on. "Well goodmorning Y/n are you ready to go." Gilbert asked with a sort of pep in his step. She hesitated before responding, "Uh.. Yeah, let's go." Gilbert was shocked, she had never seemed so shy before and certainly never seemed this nervous. But nonetheless he ignored it and they started making their way towards school.

A few minutes go by without a word said from Y/n. She was deep in thought battling her thoughts telling her that she needs to do this, and she has to be confident about it. "Hey, Y/n are you al-" "Gilbert I like you. I really really like you, and I was wondering if you would want to go on a date with me?" She said abruptly stopping Gilbert's sentence. Gilbert stood there shocked, he would have never imagined that Y/n had feelings for him. But he brought himself back to reality just in time for Y/n to start walking away.

"Y/n, wait! I like you too, I think I might even love you." Gilbert said hoping she would turn around. "Then why didn't you tell me?!" She asked curious to find out why Gilbert had been hiding his shared pining for so long. "I was afraid you wouldn't like me back." "Are gou serious?! I've been hinting at you for months, Gilbert months! I was flirting with you and holding your hand. I did everything in the book to try and get you to make the first move, but you never did. How did you not notice?" Gilbert was shocked. So all those compliments and all the teasing, the hand holding, the cheek kisses, they weren't just friendly gestures, they were real. He hesitated for a moment thinking of what to say next until he acted on the first thought that crossed his clouded mind. He stepped forward grabbed her by the waist and kissed her!

He had finally kissed her! Of course she kissed back and she was so happy, Gilbert had liked her back and now he was kissing her! When they had to break the kiss, because unfortunately they need oxygen, Gilbert picked her up from the waist and spun her around, her dress flowing underneath her. When he finally set her down they stared into eachother's eyes for a moment. Pure joy and admiration pooled their pupils and they could both tell. "I love you too." She says breaking the blissful silence. Gilbert was overjoyed with this news. He picks her up again a spins her around shouting "You love me! I love you! We love eachother!" As she giggled at her lover. "Put me down!"

When he finally put her down he looked into her eyes for a moment before asking the inevitable. "Y/n, would you do me the honor of becoming my girlfriend?" She looked at him for a moment. "Was that not already established when we kissed, or said 'I love you'... Yes! Gilbert Blythe, I will be your girlfriend." And they sealed the statement with a sweet and loving kiss as they walked hand in hand to school.

I loved writing this imagine. I hope you like it and Gilbert was very oblivious! 😉

[honeybee-bard]

Writing Interview Tag Game

My internet is finally back! Thank you to @nyx-knox for the tag. It's a long one, so buckle the fuck up y'all.

When did you start writing?

I'm the child of two English majors and I wrote little stories in my journals as a kid, probably as young as five or six. I started writing fanfiction specifically when I was about 15 and wrote Ed Sheeran smut and putting it on tumblr, which I absolutely should not have been doing for internet safety reasons but what's done is done and tbh it was some solid writing. I then stopped writing for an entire decade due to mental health issues. I started writing my Falling Star fic in...April, probably? So between that and my WIPs, I went a decade without writing and then suddenly pumped out a couple hundred thousand words in less than six months. Go big or go home I guess!

Are there different themes or genres you enjoy reading than what you write?

Honestly, not really. I'm a slut for spawn Astarion smut what can I say.

Is there a writer you want to emulate or get compared to often?

There are none I can remember ever being compared to, but there are lots of other fic writers that I try to learn a little from each time I read their work.

Can you tell me a bit about your writing space?

I still live at home, so my writing space is at my gaming PC at the desk in my bedroom. The entire place is a huge mess and tbh it stresses me out a little but I have a lot going on right now so it is what it is. There's usually coffee and/or weed within arm's reach when I'm writing.

What's your most effective way to muster up a muse?

Something that's really surprised me in my return to creative writing is how easily inspiration has continued coming to me. Sometimes I worry that I'll lose it, but I keep having more ideas than I can get onto paper, and I've just barely begun exploring writing characters other than Astarion and Wynlana, so I think I'll have enough inspiration to continue writing for a very long time.

Are there any recurring themes in your writing? Do they surprise you?

Smut! So much of it! And it doesn't surprise me in the slightest because I am a terrible, horny little goblin bastard.

What is your reason for writing?

I love my job (I work in early childhood education), but I realized it was at the point where it was taking over my entire life. I went on medical leave after having top surgery, and I decided to spend a lot of the time writing. Having a creative outlet has been very good for me, and the added motivation of people actually liking it has been a huge confidence boost.

Is there any specific comment or type of comment you find particularly motivating?

One of the first comments I got was complimenting my prose and how everything flowed and I think about it nearly every time I write. Those had been some of my biggest concerns that delayed me posting the first few chapters of the fic, so that comment really meant a lot.

How do you want to be thought about by your readers?

I'd never really thought much about this tbh. I think a lot about how my writing will be perceived, but not so much about how I as a writer might be perceived. I care way too much about what people think of me irl so it's a nice break tbh

What do you feel is your greatest strength as a writer?

I'm a stubborn bitch which means I'll keep rewriting and reworking a scene until I'm truly proud of it. There have been scenes I've had to change significantly or cut for various reasons, but not many I've scrapped entirely. I'm very persistant.

How do you feel about your own writing?

Honestly, pretty confident! I thoroughly enjoy re-reading what I've written, and all of the feedback I've gotten so far has been positive. It's been a boost to my irl mental health to have something I both enjoy and am good at outside of work, and it's nice for it to be something lower stakes than "keeping 5+ toddlers at a time from trying to kill themselves in the most creative ways possible". I love them, but it's a lot of pressure!

When you write, are you influenced by what others might enjoy reading, or do you write purely for yourself, or a mix of both?

Everything I write is something I've decided I might enjoy writing, but sometimes I write something and get really excited knowing my readers are going to love it. The other day I was editing an emotional scene and couldn't wait to show my beta reader because I knew she was going to love it.

No-pressure tags (sorry if any of you have done it already and I just didn't see lol): @bardic-inspo @pinkberrytea @locallegume @marlowethebard @kimberbohwrites

[golden-explosions-main]

Don't souls violently explode if they truly get destroyed? Figured you'd figure out the illusion that way.. *the madjik's tone is that of someone saying it's just a prank* oh. Wait I came to apologize. Where is the human? *it is referring to frisk*

*it realized that it is possibly in danger, writes an apology note, and teleported away leaving the note behind*

Flowey: "Frisk isn't here and I wouldn't tell you where if you......,"

*He stops speaking, distracted as the madjik starts writing the note and teleports off, the note floating in the air with Flowey catching it, he doesn't bother reading it*

"That was....really annoying."

Sans: "more annoying than me?"

Flowey: "No one is more annoying than you, Smiley Trashbag."

Sans: "thank you, that is the biggest compliment i've ever gotten from you,"

[wheresmynaya]

Hey Riz!! Could you answer 23, 33, 43 and 44?

Hey! Sure thinggg

23) Do you prefer listening to music when you’re writing or do you need silence?

I definitely need background noise. I can't listen to music with words because I'll get distracted lol so I'll either put on Lofi covers or I have this site called I Miss My Cafe that does cafe noises and the settings are adjustable. Loved it during lockdown!

33) What’s the biggest compliment you’ve gotten?

I am VERY thankful that the majority of readers' feedback is wholesome but there was this one reader who wasn't apart of the fandom. They randomly came across Hate to Date on AO3 and couldn't put it down. I can't remember verbatim but it was something like 'if you can hook someone outside of your usual audience and turn them into a fan, that's talent.' That compliment is what inspired to write a OG novel.

43) Has anyone ever guessed the plot twist of one of your fics before you posted it?

I'm not sure about this one! Possibly in Coffee Breaks with Brooke coming in? I don't think I've written any major plot twists...

44) What is the last line you wrote?

LOL this one's from the novel I'm working on: “Condolences are for the dead and I’m very much alive!”

Great questions! Thanks for playing Fanfiction Writer Asks !

[sostrangerous]

Ok, I lied, I'm back, but only because I need to give u compliments.

I have never in my life read a fic that has made me this emotionally distraught. I have read works that have made me relive my grief or maybe make me a little anxious, but never ever have I read something like this. I think the reason why is because, particularly, mark, hits too close to home for a lot of reasons, he reminds me of my sister and me, and his family reminds me of mine. Even if I just think about the story I just feel so hopeless and dreadful because I Know it's not gonna get better lol I think it's one of those 'it gets worse before it gets better' stories and the 'it gets worse' part are gonna be so excruciating.

You are very skilled at writing emotionally constipated characters, also, I'm gonna piggy back off that person that said that the story was easy to read because I think that one of the biggest reasons why is because the vocabulary that you use is precise, understandable, and it gets the point across very quickly with as little fanfare as possible and even when you do jazz it up its very natural and it never feels out of place. The way that you use metaphors, internal monologs, and other literary devices is also very good, obviously, I think that if your use of them was bad then the story wouldn't have as much of an impact as it does.

Also, your characterizations of mark, jaemin, jeno, haechan, and renjun don't feel too out of left field, at least for me. I can see how, in another universe, they could've been this way.

This is such a good story, and I've been telling my sister about it, and she agrees. I remember when chapter 16 was posted, and mark had said, "dont make me think about tomorrow... don't make me think about anything at all. " she said that that is exactly what she felt like when she was going through the worst of it with her ocd.

I hope you take everything I wrote as a compliment because I really do mean it. no story has ever made me want to organize my thoughts into something concise and have the courage to tell the person. You are a marvelous writer, and I hope that writing brings you joy and refuge from whatever your troubles might be because even though as much as much as your writing hurts its comforting to know that there's people out there that think and feel in ways that I thought were just me. Thank you, I hope you have a day or night and be safe.

Also fuck Cameron.

thank you so much for this, i feel like nothing i say will be enough to convey how honored i am by comments like this. seriously, to hear that my work has a profound impact makes me incredibly happy, im so so so happy you like my writing :')

i will make a certified authorial guarantee that mark is making it out of here, no matter what. i would not abandon him to misery. it feels a thousand times heavier for him when hes home, but freedom is there waiting for him. his friends love him too much!!!!

also, thank you so much, im overjoyed to hear my prose is good. i geuinely think ive gotten much more skilled at writing by working on this fic. i purposefully try to pare down my prose to get rid of repetition and saying the obvious too loudly, so im definitely aiming for 'little fanfare' in my writing BUT ALSO im glad you like my metaphors :))))) im so happy to hear they feel natural and fit the rest of the prose.

again tysm for this ask, i owe u my life forever. please keep loving this fic as much as i love writing it <3333

[tinygumdrops]

hello hello!! i've been a reader of your works since about 2020, when you were posting a bit abt haikyuu, and i reread your fics as a treat since your writing is special to me. there was always this certain feeling to your works that i could never pin down, and i finally realised what it was. it was kinda like the acknowledgement and romanticisation of the mundane that is always present in hayao miyazaki's studio ghlibi films, yknow? you always let your stories breathe, which is something that tends to be sorely lacking in even a lot of critically acclaimed stories and media nowadays. your stories are probably why i like character studies so much, ahaha, since you explore whatever character you write as much as possible. i gotta say though, i did trawl your feed a little and was wanting to ask if luffy inspires in you what hinata does, and if you were going to write about him. knowing now that you hate the process of writing and only really do it if your love for a character is sufficient made me see your fics in a new light, because they were labours of love. i'll have to print out your fics for safekeeping at some point though, even if i am scared to death of people stumbling onto my fandom tendencies, ahaha. seeya!

HELLO TO YOU TOO omg pleasure to meet you, anon! And *sobs* 2020 really was that year, yeah? So happy to hear that my fics made you feel better in that sucky year ;-; I can relate in a way; I honestly don't think I would've made it out sane without writing to keep the unpleasant thougths at bay. I guess that's why my earlier works for the Haikyuu!! fandom had a lot of, uh, "ghibli-esque" vibes, as you described. So yeah, you finding that I "always let [my] stories breathe"? *tears up* honestly one of the biggest compliments I've ever received, considering I've always feared I complicate things too much in my works, thank you so much!!!

Oh man, you mentioned Luffy---please know that you will never have a comprehensible, succinct conversation with me once you bring up Luffy, but I will try to truncate myself since this isn't really the appropriate place to ramble :DDD BUT YES, I'm actually dying to write about him!!! I do have a simple thing in mind, something about Luffy and two other Strawhats who I'd like to explore more, but it's probably going to take me some time... real life, god, such a pain. It's going to be a challenge writing in Luffy's POV though *crying* it's so strange how foreign his mind can be to me even though we've known him for 1000+ chapters already.

Oh and *sobs* sorry, I did have this super ugly habit of purging my fics, but I think I've gotten better in resisting that urge over the years! I've seen the discourse around it and I've learned a lot; I'll try not to spread my misery by deleting works I no longer wanted to be associated with but might've meant something to somebody. So please don't fret about my current hq!! works going poof anytime soon! Like, you don't have to print them out; it must be expensive, and I can totally imagine how it'd feel if someone were to find printed fics in my sock drawer ;-; Alsoooo I'm not stepping away from the hq!! fandom any time soon, I'm actually writing a Yachi & Yamaguchi fic (I hope it's okay to soft launch here :DDDD I really want to publish it soon and I want to hold myself accountable). It's absolutely criminal that I don't have a story for them yet when I adore these besties so much ;-; I think it's time to change that this year!!!

So sorry for the super long response, I hope that didn't bore you ;-; Thanks for stopping by!!!

[nikoruistyping]

omg i just saw what you write for Andrew and I SCREAMED.

please one of Andrew Garfield x Actress!Reader that she wins an award for her acting in some series or movie and she is also with her pregnant belly. she's giving her thanks while she's on the stage (or whatever that thing is called) and Andrew just smiling and adoring her for how cute she is in his eyes.

Dream Come True || Andrew Garfield

Andrew Garfield x Wife!Actress!Pregnant!Fem!reader​

Summary: It was finally time to find out who was the winner of the Oscar for Best Actress in a Leading Role and next thing you know you are on stage giving a thank you speech...

TW: Fluff, Crying (Happy tears!), Mention of Pregnancy, Kissing, Award Show, Actor/Actress AU, Sappy Thank You Speeches

Word Count: 1,610

A/N: Y/FM = Your Favorite Movie This was such a fun one to write especially since I tried my best to make a very convincing and nice thank you speech. I was trying to follow along to a speech that Emma Stone actually gave in 2017 when she won the award but it was a bit too long so I tried to make it as realistic yet heartfelt as possible. Also I decided to let the reader pick what movie they are winning an award for so hopefully that part seems more fun/inclusive. Thank you so much Anon for the request and hope you enjoy it!

Your fingers were drumming nervously against your belly, you were sure the baby could probably even feel how anxious you were. You looked to your right, your husband Andrew holding your hand in his, fingers intertwined, his hand giving yours a squeeze of reassurance while you waited for your nominated category to be called.

Ever since you were a little girl acting was all you ever wanted to do in life and by some miracle, luck, and maybe a few good talent agency managers along the way you were able to get up to this level of acting, Oscar-nominated. When you had gotten the call that you were nominated for "Best Actress in a Leading Role" you were already over the moon with the news as it is. It was truly such good news to hear especially since after taking leave to focus more on having a smooth pregnancy you had fallen into a bit of a slump not being able to go to work every day or be on set. You missed all the action but you would always remind yourself that finally getting to have a baby with your husband was more important than your career and thankfully you were finally getting recognized for the hard work you have been putting in all these years.

Andrew took notice of how sweaty your palm seemed to become in his as you were lost in thought staring at the award stage, seeing backstage crew members run back and forth while they were setting up for the next award to be given as commercial break seemed to still be rolling for the people at home.

"Is everything ok darling?" He asked turning towards you while he slowly lifted your hand to his lips and placed a soft kiss on your skin.

"Yeah...everything is fine just nerves you know." You shifted anxiously in your beautiful long glittery beige dress and your leg seemed to start bouncing at how much anticipation you were in.

"You're the best actress I've ever known and no matter what an award won't change that. You're so talented and I just know you will win it." He gave you a small smile as he looked at you with those soft brown doe eyes of his and you took your free hand and cupped the side of his face, stroking his cheek as you looked into his eyes.

"I can't believe I got so lucky to have the world's best husband, you spoil me in compliments too often my love." You said with a small chuckle.

"I would argue that and say on the contrary. I don't spoil you enough and I will definitely be spoiling our little one very soon with all the love I have to give." His free hand softy touched your belly, feeling the baby kick and he couldn't help but have the biggest smile on his face. He was truly so happy to finally be a father.

"You truly are the best, I love you so much." You declared while you leaned over in your chair pressing your lips to his, giving him a quick kiss as the music started to play and the lights dimmed.

"I love you too." He savored the kiss the most he could before slowly pulling away and making sure he was still holding your hand as the next announcers walked up onto the stage.

You quickly turned your attention to the stage and listened carefully as the announcers spoke.

"Welcome back everyone!" Both announcers had said in unison into the mic as they stood next to each other by the podium.

"Next up we want to honor the most talented women in the industry of film. Actresses that have brought to life some of this year's outstanding characters." The first announcer had said into the mic as he passed it to the woman next to him.

"Tonight's nominees for best actress in a leading role are..." The second announcer pointed towards the big screen as scenes from the movie you had starred in were playing when your name had been mentioned among the many others.

JESSICA CHASTAIN

The Eyes of Tammy Faye

Y/N

Y/FM

OLIVIA COLMAN

The Lost Daughter

PENÉLOPE CRUZ

Parallel Mothers

KRISTEN STEWART

Spencer

"And the Oscar goes to..." The first announcer paused while he had opened the red envelope and you were practically staring at the stage, you closed your eyes and were holding your breath.

"Y/N in Y/FM!" Both announcers had said at the same time.

You had finally let yourself breathe and you immediately popped out of your seat the fastest you could and immediately Andrew was already wrapping his arms around you as he stood up, hugging you closely and kissing your lips quickly. You kept just nodding your head in happiness, the feeling of excitement not quite hitting you yet that you really won.

"You did it darling! Now go on up there." He encouraged you to make your way down the aisle and carefully you lifted your dress and took long strides to the stage trying to play it cool even though you could already feel the tears welling up in the corner of your eyes.

While you walked up to the mic, you saw both announcers holding the golden Oscar in their hands as they handed it to you. Your hands shakily grabbing the heavy weight of the award and you quickly said your thank you's to them both as they moved out of your way. You tried to compose yourself for the speech of a lifetime while you stood at the mic, staring into the crowd of faces. You hadn't rehearsed nor did you have any idea what to say at all so you tried your best to speak from the heart, your eyes tried to focus on Andrew knowing that he was the only thing that could calm you down.

"Wow...I-I don't know where to even begin! I'm just so thankful to everyone who made this a reality for me. Funny enough as a little girl it was my dream to be up on the stage winning an award just like all the actresses on TV that I admired. Well, my dream really has come true after all these years of pouring blood, sweat, and tears into my passion. I want to thank everyone in this film project who had faith in casting me for the role, being able to be a part of such an amazing project really made me realize why I choose to begin acting in the first place. I want to still congratulate all the other nominees and to all of you women you are such amazing actresses with so much talent, it's always an honor being able to know and work with you all. I want to, especially thank my parents, my siblings, and..." You took a moment to pause, your voice already starting to choke up but you tried your best to remain clear, your free hand laying on top of your bump.

"Lastly to Andrew, my husband. He has been my rock and support system throughout my whole career and I wouldn't have been able to do this without him. I love you so much and I can't wait to start a new journey with you very soon. Thank you and goodnight everyone!" You were in tears now at this point, your vision blurry that you could barely even see into the crowd anymore.

You were completely overjoyed and this feeling was something you had been longing for. You tried to hold your trophy in one hand, your other was quickly trying to wipe tears and hopefully not screwing up the makeup on your face. Both announcers had looped their arms with yours, ushering you off backstage while you tried to compose yourself. You held the Oscar close to your chest, gripping it tightly as if you were afraid it would be taken away but your headshot up when you heard your name called.

"Y/N!" You were grinning ear to ear when you saw that Andrew was running towards you, his arms wide open for you to fall right into them.

"I can't believe it! I actually won..." You had made yourself comfortable in his embrace, his arms wrapping around and pulling you close, your head burying into his chest while your tears were being wiped on his tuxedo.

"I knew you were going to win, I had no doubts about it." He softly whispered into your ear, one hand cradling your head close while the other soothingly rubbed at your back.

"Thank you, thank you for always believing in me..." You whispered as you pulled your head away from his chest and looked up into his eyes, his hands cupping the side of your face as he admired all your features even in the dim lights backstage.

"Of course, I will always be your number one supporter darling," His smile was soft and sweet while he touched his lips to your forehead and kissed it.

"I think a celebration is in order once we get back home. I can finally pop open that champagne from France we bought a while back." He suggested with a small smirk on his face.

"Certainly, except you better hold the champagne for me, I'll be celebrating with water." You said with a laugh and Andrew just shook his head as a chuckle came from his lips.

"I'll make sure to toast twice for ya then." His hand had quickly rubbed at the top of your baby bump and you looked up at him smiling when you felt the baby kick.

With a small giggle coming from how funny your husband could be at times he quickly grabbed your hand and started to lead you back to your seats in the crowd. As you clutched your Oscar in hand, you looked down at the shiny gold trophy, finally you could happily say all your dreams really had come true.

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[obey-me-rot]

You're Mine

A/N: I guess as a writing blog I should be doing some writing right? Honestly this has just been the biggest headcanon I've had in a while since I started playing Obey Me of the brothers just...like Devildom culture must be so different! And then the whole pact thing with human masters must be so different as well! I just view them as big animals just wanting to get your attention u wu. Warnings: Jealous boys, public shows of dominance and a lot of biting.

It's almost painful being in the Devildom sometimes.

A cultural exchange program amped up to 100 %.

As much as you loved the brothers, you also were meeting some pretty cool demons in RAD. Surely you were the human student everyone was so excited to meet, but none of them really talked to you, you know? But there were some that were brave enough to overlook your pact marks and dive into a conversation.

Even some were bold enough to talk to you out of school!

Making so many friends was so exciting, especially since you still thought of yourself as new! Wait till the brothers see how many new demons you have met!

Problem is you forgot how weird demon culture is, especially when it has to do with a demon and their master.

"MC?"

Lucifer blinks as he notices the demon approaching the two of you, pausing your daily walk with him as confusion turns to familiarity and you run up to greet your friend.

The first thing he notices is how they are a low ranking demon, so there��s no need to be hyper aware of any sort of threat. In this instance he doesn’t need to look to make sure his pact mark is visible to the demon.

His mark was embedded right in your iris, so anyone could see whose protection you were under.

He smiles politely as you turn around to introduce them, the demon waving at him shyly as if remembering that, yes, this human made a pact with Lucifer and therefore should not be messed with in any way. Yet there was no sort of violent tendencies coming from this demon, which put him at somewhat of an ease.

That is, until the demon takes a hold of your hand.

It’s a simple touch, one that a human would mistaken for a sign of friendship and camaraderie. The demon was speaking excitedly about a new flower they had seen over at the Botanical gardens and how much they wanted to show it off to you.They tighten their hold and Lucifer has to dig his fingernails into his palm from ripping their hand off.

You had no idea what it meant and the action would most likely scare you.

And Lucifer wanted you to trust him as much as possible.

“Would it be okay if Lucifer comes along?”

“...y--yeah! I don’t mind!”

Hesitation mixed with fake happiness, this demon really thought that he would get some time alone with you, didn’t they? They probably planned this whole thing out and whatever excitement they were showing you was just a front to hide their true intentions. Besides, look how they are hanging off of you, they want to make a pact with you so badly it’s almost disgusting.

Might as well get rid of the pest now.

“Come on MC, I want to show you the huge petals--!”

“OW!”

You and the demon look back to see Lucifer biting down on one of your fingers, your ring finger to be exact, while making eye contact with the pest. His teeth are not necessarily breaking skin but the pain of the bite made all your attention go back on him, turning around to tug your finger away and cradle it close. “Lucifer what the hell!”

He smiles and tells you not to worry about it, your retort falling on deaf ears as Lucifer’s eyes fall on the demon one more time. Their eyes are wide and they have immediately taken two steps back, their back as straight as a needle as Lucifer sends them one last look that lets them know of his intentions.

Leave now or I will gut you in front of my human.

You turn to apologize to your friend for putting them in such a weird situation but the demon is already long gone, no sign of them ever being in your presence as you look around aimlessly.

“They left...” you frown and look at Lucifer, “Next time at least warn me.”

“If I did then you would have probably forbidden me from doing so.”

The Avatar of Pride smiles as he takes your hand, interlacing his fingers with yours as you kept talking about how you would apologize the next day. But Lucifer wasn’t listening, he just kept staring at you as you talked, happy that his master wasn’t particularly mad.

That demon would have to learn to get his own, this human was already his.

He had finally gotten you all to himself.

Mammon had a photoshoot today, making you tag along so he could finally show off his modeling skills. And it would help him out as well. The product they were trying to sell did not appeal to him one bit and he just really needed you as inspiration.

And inspiration did you give.

“Oh gorgeous Mammon gorgeous! Lean back and close your eyes.”

The cameraman was giving him compliment after compliment, excellent after excellent, it was as if all eyes were on him at that exact moment. He smiled as he thought about how you must be looking at him. His shirt was open, letting the cloth hang off the side of the couch as the camera focused primarily on the low riding jeans that showed off the boxers he was promoting.

“Perfect! Perfect!! Now turn around and stare into the camera!”

His eyes opened and his head turned expertly, Mammon smiling as he tried to make eye contact with you--

Only to see that you were gone.

Camera flashes stop as he bolts up, turning to look for you before his eyes focused on your form.

There you were...talking with someone else.

“Mammon?”

He doesn’t stare at the cameraman, only gets up and stalks towards you and the demon currently holding up the lights. Both of you turn to face him, a voice speaking loudly about a five minute break as Mammon stands behind you and hugs you from behind, placing his chin right on your shoulder as he looks at the interloper.

“Are you taking a break?”

Mammon smiles as he buries his face in your shoulder, hugging you tight as the demon tells him he did a wonderful job. Without raising his head, Mammon speaks up.

“MC, who is this?”

“Oh right! Haven’t introduced you. He is a friend from RAD! We sit together in Pactology 101.”

“Well we used to sit together...”

“We talked way too much in class, didn’t we?”

It’s like nails on a chalkboard when he laughs, Mammon feeling glad that he was closer to you so he could hear the sound of your laughter instead of the ugly screeching of the intruder taking up your attention. Did this guy think he was stupid? That he couldn’t notice all the goddamn pheromones he was releasing? Mammon shakes his head back and forth, breathing in your scent heavily as he tries to leave his own behind.

This guy was embarrassing himself with how badly he wanted to form a pact with you.

“MC.”

“Oh oh, remember when the teacher caught us texting in class?”

“I think he might want to just put us back together cause we are still causing trouble!”

The Avatar of Greed frowns, did you not hear him?

“MC…”

“Well the teacher knows we are a good match, doesn’t he?”

“A match made in hell, I would say.”

Why was this guy still talking? Why were you still listening to him?

“MC….”

“Hey after this...would you want to go get some coffee, MC? If you’re not busy.”

“Nah, I only have this toda---FUCK!”

A pair of teeth tug at your earlobe, Mammon growling in your ear as he makes eye contact with the annoyance in front of him. He should be counting his lucky stars that you were still in the room, if Mammon found him anywhere else this demon would be nothing more than a meal for his familiars.

“MC, you have to stare at me or else I’m going to take longer.”

You rub at your ear as Mammon lets go of you, breaking eye contact with the other demon as he gives you his signature pout. He didn’t want you to see him be all scary, Mammon wanted you to see him like the number one demon he always tried to be for you.

“And you had to bite me because of that!?”

“Because you weren’t paying attention! You have to keep your eyes on me or else I’m not going to sell this stupid product. In fact--”

He drags you back to the couch, yelling at the cameraman that he would be posing with you so he could actually get through this photoshoot instead of doing a solo shoot. The man sighs but calls makeup to get you ready, Mammon smiling as he sits down right next to you.

The farther you were from that guy the better, all of his master’s attention needed to be on him after all.

Of course something like this would happen. Bad luck seemed to follow Leviathan wherever he went.

"Did you see the finale of it live?"

"I did!!! My movie theatre put it on the big screen and everything!"

Levi was glad that you were a nerd just like him. It was refreshing and probably one of the biggest reasons he had decided to make a pact with you.

Well, he had tried to kill you first and then make a pact with you but it was still a special story! Who would have thought that he would land himself a human master with his own interests!

Though he guessed that was a bad thing now.

He couldn't keep his thoughts in check as the clerk of the comic store kept talking to you, Levi annoyed that he couldn't keep up with the conversation you two had. It was about some comic cinematic universe that had been adapted in the human world and he honestly didn’t want to put anymore thought into it because of how close the clerk was getting.

Dammit he should have bought the new manga volume in Akuzon...but you had been so cute irl asking him to get the manga in this comic store you found,and if his master was begging him so cutely then what else could he do?

“I actually got the limited edition of this one movie--”

Nobody cared.

“It was up for a lot in Akuzon but I’m glad I got my hands on it--”

Stop talking!

“And I have a pretty cool viewing set up in the back--!”

Stop talking, stop talking, stop talking, stop talking to MC!

Levi frowns as you gush about the movie some more, glaring down at you for letting your attention stray from him. But why should he be surprised, of course your attention would stray. Him being the yucky otaku that he is, of course you would go with the demon who took his interest and actually turned it into a profit--

No.

No! It wasn’t your fault! It wasn’t even his fault! It was this demon’s fault!

Thinking they looked so cool with their most basic of interests. If Levi could expose them for the fraud that they were, MC would be able to see the absolute fool that this demon was making themselves out to be. Smiling a lot more, inching closer as they talked, even offering to take you to the back of the store--!

People may say what they want about Levi but at least he wasn’t this desperate to get on the good side of a human...at least the first time he met you.

His eyes fall on the back of your neck, hair conveniently placed out of the way as he remembered something Lucifer had discussed with him and Mammon after they had made their pact.

You will not think rationally when you are with them, make sure to monitor your actions so you don’t embarrass yourself.

That’s what he said but…

Surely Levi wasn’t going to embarrass himself more than this demon already has.

“This is the one with the symbiote creature, right? And you got the bonus deleted scenes! Honestly I would be so down with watching it right--EEP!”

Levi made sure to let his tongue lick the back of your neck first before biting down, wanting to make the bite as painless as possible. Although he guessed that not making you feel pain was out of the question as he felt you tense up, his tongue swiping against your nape one last time as he pulled back and tugged on the back of your shirt.

“MC let’s go. They don’t have it.”

You turn to look at Levi, hand on the back of your neck as you tell him that he could have gotten your attention in any other way, but he knew for a fact that he had made his point across with the demon in front of him.

Summoning Lotan in his own home was one thing, summoning Lotan in a store would probably cost a lot…

Even if he knew brothers wouldn’t blame him with how nauseatingly this demon was trying to approach their master.

“MC, here.”

Satan breaks his pencil, but it seems the two other people don’t seem to notice.

“And it's the first edition too, but I took it out just for you.”

You smile and mention about how you didn’t need anything fancy for the assignment, just a simple book that talked about Devildom history. Which Satan agreed, this bug was acting like he owned the entire Royal Library. A pass to get a first edition title wasn’t that rare of a fucking find--if he wanted, Satan could call up any of his connections and get about 16 copies of different first edition titles that spoke not just about the Devildom history but about whatever the hell topic he could get his hands on.

This guy wasn’t that special yet he was acting like he had just given you the world on a silver platter.

The demon sat down at the table you and Satan were studying at, looking at you the entire time he explained how to open the book and how to make sure it stays in its pristine condition.

Which made Satan break another pencil.

From what you had mentioned, this guy was just someone you knew from RAD. You labeled him as the ‘smartest person in the class’. Which was a bit of an insult on his part but he guessed that as long as he wasn’t the one in your class it didn’t count as an insult towards his person.

He, of course, being the smartest demon you know.

But Satan didn’t have to be the smartest demon in RAD to know what this nuisance was doing.

If he were to read you any book on Devildom demonology, certain demons needed a human master. This insect in front of you would count as one of them. Lower demons usually tend to be without guidance and need a soul to feed from. In comes a human master, being able to fulfill that need with a pure soul of their own. The demon feeds and in return, develops a sort of ‘affection’ towards their master since they are now the hand that feeds them.

The same couldn’t be applied to Satan or his brothers, however. As the seven demon lords, they are able to gain the sustenance they need from the feed of other lower demons under the sin they were made in.

They are free to form pacts, but it’s not like they need it.

A good metaphor would be that they are essentially ‘picking off the plate’ of the lower demons, making the lower demons only cause minimal casualties up in the human world as they feed and keeping the seven lords from going feral with hunger.

Of course, things were different now. Satan had you now, a human all of his own.

Essentially, someone was trying to ‘take a bite’ of his favourite food, and Satan hated sharing.

Friends be damned, politeness be damned, he needed to show this demon his place.

“Isn’t it fascinating? The cover was made with a demon’s skin.”

“....really?”

“Yes. I believe it was from recently dead demon’s during the first Celestial War. Do you want to feel?”

You nod, curious about the black and shiny cover as the demon holds out his hand for you to take--

Only for you to yelp as Satan takes it first, dragging your hand back so it would be close to his lips as the Avatar of Wrath’s teeth bite at the skin near your wrist. You hiss in pain at the sudden sharpness, quickly pulling your hand back and staring at your demon as he gives the annoyance one last pointed stare.

“That is how demons started their pacts before we arrived in the Devildom, wasn’t it?”

The demon nodded slowly, his eyes darting to the mark on your wrist and then back at Satan. He opened his mouth to try and speak up but seemed to decide better against it, giving you one last smile as he stood up. “...I’ll...I’ll go get you the second volume. That one might include more accurate and updated information on pact markings.”

Satan smiles and nods as he scoots his chair close to you, looking back at you tracing the mark on your wrist with a frown before putting all your attention back on him.

“Did demons really used to form pact marks like this?”

The Avatar of Wrath shrugs.

“I was only guessing, he was the one who left thinking it was the truth. Here, let’s go look for a book on our own.”

Asmo would like to think that he had perfected the fake smile to the point he could keep it up for an indeterminate amount of time.

“MC! Try this!”

Yet the corners of his mouth twitched as he watched one of your friends, who happened to be a store clerk at Majolish, open the door to your dressing room to hand you another outfit they had picked out. And it wasn’t a bad outfit--!

Just...did they have to keep opening the door every single time?

Granted, he shouldn’t be in your dressing room in the first place but he insisted he would stay since you were only trying some shirts on! It wasn’t like he was seeing anything inappropriate and your pants were staying on the entire time.

This sight was okay for him because he was your demon and you were his master.

So it wasn’t right that some random nobody kept coming in to hand you shirts that they thought looked cute on you! That’s what you had Asmo for!

Yet here he was, secluded to sit down on the little chairs that someone would usually toss the unwanted clothes they wouldn’t buy. Which was already doing horrible things for his self-esteem.

“I learned a couple of things by working here. See? The color really matches your hair.”

The Avatar of Lust scoffs when he hears that. What exactly did the demon learn? How to match colors? Oh look, someone learned the basics of the color wheel, someone give them a medal.

“And since you are wearing something long at the bottom, it’s only fair that you go with something short on top.”

This demon is going to win an award for making basic observations, Asmo could already see it. What a future they had ahead of them.

“These colors are summery too so...it goes great with the weather!”

Oh he wants to gag, Asmo’s heard enough.

“You don’t think it’s too revealing? I do like the color though…”

Before the demon can answer, Asmo grabs your shoulders and pulls you back to him with a smile as he makes you look in the mirror.

“I think it’s revealing enough for the summer look you are going for...except can you maybe get it in a light pastel? Any color would do it just needs to be a pastel color if we want it to go with the light color of your bottoms.”

The demon deflates at the sudden lack of contact with you but nods as they step out, waving goodbye and stating once again how ‘gorgeous’ you looked. Which Asmo guessed was the only compliment they had in their arsenal.

Gorgeous didn’t even begin to describe you.

“I did like this color, Asmo. Does it not look good?”

“No it looks perfect on you! But--”

He tugs on the floral print top and smiles as he wraps his arms around your shoulders.

“Floral prints are extremely last season and I want you to be on a more neutral type of clothing. Just simple colors. This way we can add some jewelry--some of my own creation of course.”

Asmo smiles when you giggle, fixing your top and looking at yourself in the mirror a couple more times as you mumble to yourself about how Devildom summers seem rather temperate compared to the ones you were used to and how you wouldn’t need anything sleeveless.

Damn the Devildom summers, if they could even be called that at all.

His ears twitch as he hears the pest start to make their way back, Asmo’s smile dropping slowly as he looks down at your neck. This was the spot they kept staring at, wasn’t it? Shame it wasn’t decorated--

But he could fix that~ “I found some other colors that would go well with you MC, do you want to--”

“OW OW OW!”

Asmo’s teeth are right on your neck, turning to look back at the clerk with a smile and a little wave as he hums at the way you clench and unclench your fingers while looking at him through the mirror, wanting to ask just why he was doing this but the pain keeping you quiet. It was cute how much you were hurting but how you were doing absolutely nothing to stop him. This could technically mean that you approved of what he was doing, correct?

He lets go as the clerk immediately closes the door, you calling out for your friend but Asmo brings you back and makes you look at the mirror one more time.

“There we go. That’s a pretty mark, right MC? An Asmodeus Limited Edition item, just for you~”

If this kept happening, Beel was going to eat this demon.

“You need to try some Devildom food, MC! I promise it's good!”

Beel stomach growls again as you laugh, ignoring the parfait in front of you. He gives you a tap on the shoulder and your attention is right back to him. “Oh sorry, Beel. Here!” You scoop up the delicious frozen treat and feed it to him, Beel smiling as he takes another two bites of his hamburger and watches you and your friend talk. He actually had no idea that you had any friends in RAD and was happy to see that at least some demons were treating you nicely, compared to theo ones who had teased you when you first arrived.

Well he said teased, more like threatened to eat you.

He figured you would make friends fast though, you were nice and all the demons here were already attracted to human souls so it was bound to happen that one of them would have the courage to talk to you.

Yet this one seemed rather...eager.

“How about this. Hell’s Kitchen serves good food but I know this awesome corner in the wall place we can get some grilled bat sandwiches. Guts and everything.”

His stomach growls again, he knew of the place this demon was talking about and would most likely want to take you there himself if you ever asked.

Beel takes another two bites before waiting for you to feed him the parfait.

Nothing.

He frowns and stares at you again, the demon keeping your attention all to himself as you spoke about how you didn’t necessarily want to eat anything with guts in it. His eyes went to the parfait, watching some of the perfectly placed scoops slowly melt and droop down on the plate.

MC, pay attention to him!

This was his time with you! He didn’t mind if someone else stepped in and he was glad you were making friends but this demon was interrupting his mealtime!

He ate his burger, you fed him ice-cream, this is how it had always worked!

People could say what they wanted but Beel was a creature of habit, and he was in the habit of having you feed him.

Not just that, he was in the habit of having your attention all on him when it was his time to hang out with you.

Wasn’t this demon just being a bother? Didn’t you also want them gone?

They kept talking about all the stuff that clearly grossed you out, seemingly delighted with your reactions as they kept trying to egg you on to say yes to an outing. If it wasn’t for the fact that you were smiling the entire time, Beel would have already made the move to unhinging his jaw and--

“I promise I’ll treat you to the best ghost pepper pizza you’ve ever had. You’re free after this, right?”

Beel’s stomach growls, whether in hunger or anger Beel wouldn’t be able to say. All he knows is that this demon is bad news for both him and you.

So what would be the quickest way to make him back off?

“I’m not but I can take a raincheck--!”

You drop the spoon you were holding as Beel bites your cheek, throwing the demon one quick glimpse before letting out a few sounds that seemed to make up your name. The demon stares at you and Beel as the Avatar of Gluttony pulls away from you, licking his lips as you slowly put a hand on your cheek and turn to look at him.

“The parfait is gonna melt. I want another bite.”

“Beel…”

Eyes turn to the demon once again, Beel frowning as he takes a hold of your hand underneath the table.

“Please leave. If MC is going to eat Devildom food then they’ll eat it with me. The only thing you are going to do is gross them out.”

“So what did you want to talk about?”

Belphie frowned as your fingers gently played with his hair. That is not what he had asked for when he asked to lay on your lap. Belphegor wanted the usual way you would comb through his hair, both of you gently whispering to each other as the planetarium ambience lulled him to sleep.

“Well...uhm...I wanted to ask something important.”

And who the hell was this person? He peeked up to look at you smiling at the screen, frowning that you still didn’t seem to notice you were doing a shit job at giving him the attention he needed. Whoever this was had been on the line with you for a good solid ten minutes, talking about useless subjects such as their day and what they had for lunch. If anything, Belphegor had no idea how this thing was taking your attention. You were doing most of the talking anyway, they should just hang up and leave you alone to pay attention to your demon.

“We’ve known each other for a while.”

Belphegor most likely knew MC for longer...maybe.

“And honestly I haven’t met a human like you before. You just...I just expected humans to be something and you aren’t that so it threw me off.”

The Avatar of Sloth yawns as he buries his head in your lap, smiling at the darkness he found in the small crook of your thighs. He yawns again and closes his eyes to try and fall asleep but the grating voice of the demon on the phone was sending nothing but warning signals to his brain.

“So I wanted to ask something I didn’t think I would ask a human before.”

He really wanted to yell ‘get to the point’ or ‘hang up the phone’ but he knew that you would most likely shush him and tell him to be patient, which would then result in you gently pushing him away so you could talk somewhere more private. And he wasn’t ready to lose his favourite pillow just yet.

So he continued listening, tracing random shapes on your thighs as he felt his eyelids start to droop.

“I know you have seven pacts already…”

Damn straight.

“But would an eight be too much for you?”

That wakes Belphegor right up, eyes wide open and head turned to face up at you to see your reaction. Of course you would be surprised, this demon really had the guts to ask the current master of the Seven deadliest demons in the Devildom for a pact?

You better be grateful that Belphegor found comfort in your lap and would prefer to stay here, rather than go break the neck of the demon insolent enough to try to take his master away.

So go ahead, reject him.

“A pact? With me?”

What were you doing?

Don’t give him such a hopeful answer! Belphegor had to share you with six other demons constantly and those demons were his siblings! He was okay sharing with Beel but he drew the line at anyone else! Adding an eighth demon to that would be like asking for a bloodbath, a bloodbath with only one target.

Belphegor frowned as the demon started talking again, stuttering and jumping over his words like he was a dog who asked to eat their masters table. Which essentially he was, not like there was room for him anyway.

“I know I’m not like those brothers--”

Damn straight.

“But making a pact with you would make me really happy...is what I am trying to say.”

He wants to gag.

A part of him couldn’t blame the demon, you were perhaps the best master a demon could ask for, but you were already t a k e n.

And you were to blame too, you know?

You weren’t rejecting him like you should. The face you were making was far too surprised and flattered at the proposition given to you. Were you that greedy? Had Mammon rubbed off on you? You had seven of the most powerful demons under your command, what more could you possibly want?

As a master, you were doing a bad job at rejecting this insect and an even more horrible job at not paying attention to the actual demon you were tied to.

He turns his head back to the darkness of your thighs, feeling you shift as you also struggle to find an answer. This was becoming too much, if Belphegor didn’t act fast you were most likely going to say yes, just because you didn’t know any better!

Fuck it, you could try to push him off but Belphegor would hold on tightly, he had to save you from your mistake.

“Uhm. Well that is honestly really flattering. And eight pacts wouldn’t be so bad--”

You slap a hand over your mouth, your teeth biting into your tongue as you look down at the demon nipping at the inside of your thigh. Belphie looks up innocently, batting his eyelashes at you as he bites down a little harder--

“I’ll-try-to-have-an-answer-for-you-later-got-to-go-bye!”

Fingers hurry to end the call as Belphegor quickly lets go, smiling as you gape down at him.

“I was in the middle of a call!”

“I know.”

“Then what was that about!?”

The Avatar of Sloth shrugs as he closes his eyes.

“You weren’t paying attention to me. It made me mad.”

You sigh and lean back, Belphegor waiting for a few moments before smiling as he feels your fingers combing through his hair.

“Next time,just talk to me, Belphegor.”

He would have answered, but that would make him promise something he most likely was not going to do.

[wandas-sunshine]

Hi, sweetie! Congrats on 1k!! I love your writing <3

Sooo for this ship thing (I've never done this before and English isn't my first language, sorry if I get something wrong!)

Rosie (she/her)

Straight

I'm pretty shy

I'm really into fashion

I speak spanish, italian and english

I'd like a romantic ship and scenario number 3, if that's okay!

Thank you and congrats again! <3

Thank you sweetheart! Hope you enjoy!

I ship you with Tony Stark

Tony didn't expect to click with someone shy and reserved, but meeting you would shake up his entire way of looking at the world. He wouldn't ever force you out of your shell, I think if anything he would be careful not to force you into uncomfortable situations.

First Kiss:

Dating Tony was an experience, and that was putting it lightly. He was a lot to handle at any given point, even when you had been nothing but a barista at the coffee shop that he always had his coffee picked up from.

He was a flirt, loud and boisterous, and entirely taken with the way you were so shy. Even as you two grew closer and fell for one another properly, you had a hard time opening up to him and not finding yourself struck speechless by his bold personality.

He worked hard to make sure you felt safe with him. That was hard enough for him considering that simply being around him, being close with the billionaire, meant that you were putting yourself in harm's way. But he did what he could, shielded your face from the media and avoided talking about you as anything more than a friend. He even kept the affections behind closed doors.

But the both of you could only keep that up for so long. It was a big event, a charity fashion show that Tony had been invited to. You hadn't said anything about going, but he would have been a fool to think you wouldn't want to be there.

So he had bought you the nicest dress he could find, having it delivered to you. And he couldn't have imagined you looking as good as you did, even being himself he was stunned by how he had gotten someone like you.

The night was in full swing, he chatted over glasses of wine and whiskey with people from around the world. You smiled and nodded, shying away from questions as much as possible. But you were on Tony Stark's arm at one of the biggest fashion events of the year, so it was hard to keep your feet on the ground.

The show itself was over, and everyone was mingling. You had excused yourself quietly, telling Tony that you needed some air and finding your way outside. The grounds of the estate the show was being held in were sprawling, perfectly manicured lawns cut by ling, smooth walkways. There were all sort of flowers, and the summer night was accented by the sweet floral scents.

You found a bench, sitting yourself down far enough out that the likelihood of being interrupted was very low. You sipped your champagne, enjoying the warm breeze and the moon sitting high in the sky that made the silver of your dress twinkle. You enjoyed the solitude of it, closing your eyes only to nearly jump out of your skin at the sound of a voice beside you.

"I thought I'd never find you. What's the point in outshining the models if nobody sees you?" Tony mused aloud, sitting beside you. You laughed, cheeks flushing with a warm blush as you turned to look at him.

"You flatter me too much. But I appreciate the compliment." You mumbled with a smile that regularly swept him off his feet.

"It's not really flattery if I mean it." He argued, reaching up to brush his thumb against your cheek. It made your heart lurch in your chest as he moved to cup your jaw. "And I do mean it."

You lifted your gaze to his, swallowing as you caught a glimpse of the pure adoration swirling in his eyes. He had been looking at you that way from the moment the two of you met, but you had always been oblivious to it.

"Rosie?" You hummed in response to him saying your name. "I'm gonna kiss you."

There was barely a moment between the warning and his lips landing against yours. Your brain felt like it was moving through honey as you tried to kiss him back, your reaction time slow. But soon enough your lips were moving against one another nice and slow.

It wasn't the type of kiss you would have expected from him, but it was perfect. His tongue teased against your bottom lip, and they parted just enough to invite him in. He tasted spicy and warm like the whiskey he had been sipping at all night, and it was a good taste even if you didn't particularly like whiskey.

Soon enough he pulled away, moving his thumb to run along your bottom lip.

"I might need to do that again." He confessed. You felt the heat rise through you, a rush of embarrassment mixed with the intoxicating excitement as you nodded.

"Yeah, we could do that again." You agreed. And you decided then and there that you would make sure that that happened many many more times by the end of the night.

[moons-and-stars-and-shit]

Hey so I'm here to request cake, if it isn't than sorry for sending in this request but if it is than hi, ur writing is really good.

I'm very short like 4'11 maybe 5ft w/ shoes. I have blonde & black hair, glasses, and brown eyes. My body type is pretty petite/fit since i work out quite a lot.

I'm pretty introverted & quiet when you first meet me but once you get to know me i talk a lot (like an annoyingly large amount). I would say I'm pretty honest/blunt since i don't like sugarcoating things and i really suck at lying, I'm also kinda sarcastic & teasing to my friends. I'm also kinda a flirt, less because of my interest in someone and moreso to gauge people's reactions. My big three are virgo sun, leo rising, aries moon and as for my mbti I'm not really sure since i get different results all the time so the most i know about that is that I'm an IxTx (intp, intj, and istp are the results I've gotten).

I really like music and don't really listen to a specific genre but my favorite would probably have to be rock. My hobbies aside from music are art/drawing, reading, watching tv. I also really like horror movies/shows.

I like people who can be equally as sarcastic and competitive as me. My biggest pet peeve would probably be bad smells and i hate crowded areas.

I like the 90s/00s aesthetic a lot and i tend to like colorful things that have some edge to them. Similar to my music taste i don't dress in a specific style but I do often gravitate towards the 00's clothing (like delia's catalogues, platforms, baggy pants, mini skirts, crop tops, etc.)

@allthegoodusersaregone

Romantic Matchup

Tsukishima Kei

How Y’all Met

Ok so he always saw you around school

But he never talked to you

You we’re just so quiet

Honestly he’s never even seen you talk to someone besides basic conversations

So, he just stayed clear of tour path

However

You had decided to become a manager for the volleyball team

And Tsukki being his teasing self, started to pick a little fun at you

But he was SHOCKED when you just snapped back at him with some witty remark

He was like 😧

But his face was like 😐

He tried his best not to look phased by what you said

But he was definitely shocked

And a little impressed???

Like come on...

You just made a comeback to THE Tsukishima

Takes some guts

And some wit

Anyways over time you two developed a relationship

An odd relationship filled with teasing and sass

But a relationship nonetheless

And he hates to admit it but...

He was crushing on you

But mf would never ever tell you that

So, you would have to be the one to confess

He accepted your confession as nonchalantly as possible

But in the inside mans was bursting with joy

Tsukki on the outside: 😐🙄😏

Tsukki on the inside: 😍🥰❤️✨

What They Love About You

He loves how blunt you are

It annoys him when people just beat around the bush

He prefers that people just cut straight to the point

And you do just that

Almost brutally

But he doesn’t mind

He loves that your sarcastic

Oml he’s never met someone who can handle his sarcasm

And even throw back a few jabs

So he’s happy that his s/o is able to do both

Alright but of a weird one

He loves that your short

Because A: he thinks it’s funny

B: he thinks it’s cute

And C: if he ever runs out of roasts for you, he can always tease you for your height 😗

Favorite Things To Do Together

He likes to read with you

Just sitting on the couch with a good book and reading

Maybe some cuddles

Honestly he likes doing art with you 👀

He sucks at it

Tease him 😈

But he still likes doing it with you

He mayhaps keeps all of your sketches in a box 🤭

Didn’t hear it from me tho

OOF

LOVES TO WATCH HORROR MOVIES WITH YOUUUU

But teases the shit outta you if you get scared 🥲

But will still comforts you ❤️

Astrology

Virgo + Libra

When Virgo and Libra join together in a love match, it can be like puting two puzzle pieces together.

Each locks into the other and sits comfortably in place. Both Signs seek security in partnership, and they share a love of beauty and culture.

They can work together efficiently and smoothly because they desire similar rewards.

The Virgo-Libra relationship may trickle along in the beginning, but it will rev up once both partners grow to respect one another.

Virgo and Libra both appreciate superficial pleasures, and they often enjoy collecting bone china, art or photographs.

They also enjoy the theater and all forms of art. Practicality and pleasure are important to both Signs, and they compliment one another in many ways.

Virgo appreciates Libra’s charm and diplomacy, and Libra can even things out when Virgo doesn’t get their way.

Libra appreciates the Virgo love of order and the tangible rewards that come with it.

Additionally, Libra and Virgo are willing and able to see the different sides of an argument, and together they make decisions only after examining the facts.

Overall Aesthetic

2000 Babes

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-author's note: oh man this is actually the first thing i've written that wasn't requested, since like i posted the kirishima dating headcanons, but i thought i would post something that isn't a request for a change to get myself out of that weird funk i've been in for a while, so i hope you enjoy them guys! (also i rlly can't believe i've never gotten around to do headcanons for todoroki)

@amaamajiki thank you for listening to my annoying rambling about my writing (and also for telling me to be a bit self indulgent, it truly helped!!!) (also you are wonderful, just wanted to get that out there)

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ ｡ﾟ･ ───

☆.｡.:* getting together .｡.:*☆

• oh boy

• we all are very well aware of the fact that shouto is one dense baby boy. like super dense. so dense in fact, that it took him literal m o n t h s to figure out that you had been flirting with him this whole time.

• you see, he liked you, a lot. even if he wasn't exactly sure what he was feeling. and i mean who could blame him, he didn't exactly have a good (or healthy) example of how relationships or the whole courting process works. so he was kinda a bit baffled?¿ like why was his heart beating so rapidly whenever you were near him??

• super confused. it literally took, ochaco, tenya and izuku to tell him that what he was feeling, was in fact, love. or a crush at the least. this confused him even more, because what was he supposed to do now? he wasn't really good with words, so telling you at this point in time wasn't an option. so he opted to wait and see how this whole "having feelings" thing would develope.

• what he didn't know tho, was that ochaco actually went and told you about how todoroki feels about you. which made you absolutely ecstatic. but honestly you didn't want to full on confront him about it either, because you knew about his hardships and didn't want to like overburden him. instead you decided to go about this lowkey and letting him make to first move, as to not make him uncomfortable

• aka, you started subtly flirting with him, making him lunch, inviting him to study with you, etc. all with the hope of him picking up on your hints, and ask you out.

• which didn't happen....at least not for a while. you would try everything in the realm of possibility, while still wanting to make sure not to make him uncomfortable. but honestly it was getting a bit...frustrating. he wasn't picking up any of your hints, like at all.

• it even went so far that your classmates would make very obvious comments, while the two of you were conversing, and every single time they would fly straight over his head. which in turn would make you even more frustrated.

• all of this reached a tipping point, when the two of you were walking back from grabbing lunch, which you even paid for, and were talking about a training exercise you did earlier that day. you were complimenting his quirk, and his battle finess, and also making very obvious statements about how good he looked while fighting bakugou.

• and yet, he still didn't get it. and at that, you kind of started crying? your frustration getting the better of you. and poor shouto was bamboozled as hell, looking like a puppy caught in the rain. he didn't know what the hell was going on.

• until you basically told him how much you liked him, and that you thought he liked you too, because uraraka said so and that everything you did the past few months were dropping hints in hopes of him picking up on them.

• literal lightbulbs lit up in his head, as he gently took a hold of your hands, and apologized in that sweet, monotone voice of his. this time you were dumbfounded, not at all expecting such a bold move from him.

• but you ended up talking it out that day, and well the rest is history

☆.｡.:* finally dating .｡.:*☆

• a sweet, sweet boy, trying his absolute best.

• like i said earlier, he didn't have a good example of how a functional relationship is supposed to look like. so in the beginning he will be quite hesitant to initiate physical contact, or well, anything really.

• he really doesn't want to make you uncomfortable and to be honest, he also wasn't really sure what was appropriate and what not. so it will be up to you to show him.

• i don't think he will ever be the biggest fan of pda, at least not the 'making out in front of a bunch of people' kind of pda. he prefers a more subtle form of public affection. like hand holding, cheek kisses, and the like.

• shouto is also a very perceptive person, and while he can be quite dense at times, he somehow always finds the right words for any situation. if you were feeling insecure, he will tell you in the most sincere way possible that there is absolutely no need to doubt yourself, because you have your own unique strenghts and qualities. feeling sad? he will offer you his shoulder to cry on, and his ears to listen to your worries and concerns.

• also loves buying you expensive things (of course, with his father's money). you see a nice dress in shop window? he will drag you into the store and make you try it on, and then get it for you. also shares all of his accounts with you, like netflix and what other services endeavor pays for.

• he also pays for most of your dates, even if you tell him he rlly does not have to. and he mostly just does it to piss off his father. so, it really isn't a rarety that you two would dine at luxurious restaurants every once in a while.

• speaking of dates; mostly you two wouldn't go out a lot. you prefered to stay indoors and just bask in each other's company. often you would sit on the couch and just read a book, either together or each of you reading your own. it actually became one of your favourite activities.

• his siblings, absolutely adore you. fuyumi and natsuo are overjoyed every time shouto announces that you will be staying for dinner, or generally coming over to their house. they are incredibly grateful that their baby brother found a lovely partner that accepts him just as he is, and shows him the love and support he was devoided of as a child.

☆.｡.:* kisses .｡.:*☆

• he is such a gentle lover, and the same can be said about his kisses aswell. there rarely is a time when he uses force, except when he is jealous or extremely emotional.

• shouto is also a touchy kisser, he wasn't at first, too scared of overstepping boundaries, but after a while he starting getting bolder. usually one hand would hold your waist, or situate itself on yor lower back, and the other would either wind itself in your hair (if he is feeling particularly needy) or tenderly hold your jaw.

• needless to say, every kiss you share with this boy is incredibly special and meaningful. since he isn't the best with words, he is extra careful to show his feelings through his actions, and what better way is there than to make you absolutely breathless every time you kissed?

• your first kiss; was unexpected? in all honesty it was actually an accident, it was that cliché move of you wanting to kiss his cheek, and him turning his head a bit too early and in turn, pressing his lips to yours. you both were quite embarrassed at first, until you got your bearings back and eventually leaned in for a proper kiss this time

• (natsuo loves teasing him whenever he catches you two being all lovely dovey and sharing sweet kisses on his living room couch, much to shouto's embarrassment)

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