#actually everyone loves this sweaty lil babe

[i-love-ptv]

Melting 🍹࿐ ࿔.˚

Pairing: Kiara Carrera x Fem!Smoothie/Juice Bar Owner!Reader

Who knew a smoothie could bring a summer of love, Kiara surely didn’t.

Wc: 4,521

Angst if you squint? (Not sure), Fluff, Like 2 sexual innuendos.

An: PHEWW GIRLL….this is a long one. actually the longest fic I’ve ever written. Sorry if Kie is a lil ooc, i tried to do her justice 🌚.

Also!! Reader’s ethnicity n stuff isn’t mentioned, but I imagined reader as a woc (personally!!) it’s totally okay if you’re not, you’re still very much welcome :)

Feedback always appreciated!! xx

Another “are we there yettttt?” is dragged out from JJ.

“JJ, you asked me that five minutes ago, and if you ask again I swear I’m gonna punch you.” Kiara huffs out with a glare to the blonde.

John B purses his lips, “where are we going again Kie?”

“We’re going to this juice and smoothie bar my mom told me about, she basically begged me to go.”

Sarah’s walking with a pep in her step. “Am I the only one that’s actually kind-of excited to go?” She practically squealed.

“Considering that there’s a smoothie truck at nearly every corner in the Obx, yes.” Pope sighed, wanting to just sit down since it was so hot outside.

Cleo wipes the slight sweat off her forehead, “Next time, let’s bring the Twinkie, i’d rather have the shitty air conditioning than none.”

John B’s head snaps to her, looking like he’s about to say something before Kiara’s shout rips through the humid air.

“Right here! This is it!” She exclaims with an airy chuckle.

The group of pogues look at the tiki-style bar, surrounded by tables, some being occupied by other teens and families.

The banner on the shack read ‘Shelly’s Smoothies & Juice’.

“How cliche.” JJ muttered, earning a sharp elbow to the ribs by Sarah.

“Oh shut up JJ! I think it’s cute!” Sarah steps back a bit and takes a picture, Kiara throws her an amused glance.

The pogues get closer to the shack, getting a slight glimpse of all of the equipment in it, and John B rings the bell.

“Uh hello?! Thirsty, sweaty customers here!” JJ yells.

The group all groan and growl at JJ for his outburst, they’re all so distracted that they don’t see you approach the counter from the inside.

“Oh! I’m so sorry for the wait! I had to chase away a squirrel just now!” You yelp out sheepishly, feeling silly for being slightly out of breath, and for not keeping that embarrassing fact to yourself.

The group of six turns to you, their argument dying down immediately.

Sarah steps forward first, locking eyes with you.

“Ooh! Can I get a….Passionfruit smoothie please?”

You smile, taking in account her huge, beaming smile.

“Of course,” you replied, “and what about y’all?”

They each take turns telling you their orders, but Kiara doesn’t seem to care.

She can’t help but stare at you.

The way your lips move whilst you speak, the way your hair is slightly frizzy from the North Carolina heat, the way that your tan lines are peaking out from your shirt. Your lips are slightly glossy, is it crazy that she wants to know what it’s from, but she’s not interested in looking at the gloss itself?

“You okay, Curly Girl?” Your question breaks her out of her thoughts. Now she notices everyone looking at her.

Pope coughs and nudges her.

“Oh..! Right! Sorry, uhm, I’m not quite sure what I want…” She murmurs softly. God what is up with her today?

You gasp with a smile, “It’s totally okay babe! Do ya got any allergies? ‘Cos I’d love to make you a smoothie I think you’d like!”

The brown haired girl whispers out a “no I don’t have any” and you immediately get to work after collecting the money from everyone.

While JJ is resting against the counter talking to you, the rest of the pogues look at Kiara suspiciously.

“Uhm okay..So what was that?” John B asks, while Cleo looks with a smirk.

“You think she’s pretty, don’t you girl?” This makes Kiara sputter.

“What? Well, yeah she’s pretty, like obviously. But like, not in that way!”

Cleo’s smirk turns into a cocky grin, “I didn't say it was in that way.”

Kiara looks at the others for support with wide eyes, but they all just shrug at her, and Sarah slightly grins at her.

She then tunes into the conversation JJ is having with you.

“I’ve never seen you around here before, you new here?”

You let out a loud ‘huh?’ over the noise of the blender.

“I said-“ JJ tries again, which is when you finally turn the blender off.

JJ lets out a charming laugh, “I asked if you were new here. I’ve never seen you around before, and trust me, I would’ve noticed a pretty girl like you.”

“Ugh, JJ, tone it down.” Pope complained.

You giggle at him, showing off your slightly puffy cheeks.

“Nah, I moved here for the summer, ‘till late August with my Aunt Sally, this is her bar! We just finished it up last week.”

You start handing out the smoothies and juices to the others, making sure not to spill any of the sweet drinks.

They sit down at the only other unoccupied table when they see a slightly older woman, pulling up in a navy blue pickup truck.

You jog over to their table and sit yourself down.

“There’s my aunt now! Since she’s here, I can finally take my break” You drag out playfully, you continue, “Oh I totally forgot to ask, is it okay if I sit here? I don’t wanna interrupt anything, but I’d love to get to know y’all!”

They all replied happily, and you made yourself snug between Cleo and Kiara.

The group sip excitedly at their drinks, letting our groans of satisfaction at the taste.

Pope pipes up first, “Wait, so if your aunt’s name is Sally, why’s this place called Shelly’s?”

“It’s a nickname we have for her! ‘Cos y’know that one tongue twister, ‘Sally sells seashells by the seashore’, and now that I say it out loud it sounds…kinda silly..” You finish meekly.

“That’s actually kind-of cute.” Kiara whispers under her breath.

“What was that Curly?” You ask her while looking at her with a glint in your eyes.

Kiara clears her throat, “Nothing! I was just saying how good this smoothie is, mind telling me what it is?”

You beam at this, “Well I can’t tell you, silly! It’s a secret!”

The pogues continue to look at the two of you, some with quirked brows, while the rest look slyly.

“Wait! Before we go any further, I need to know everyone’s names! Mine’s ___, but you can call me Cherry.”

They all introduce themselves, JJ boasts, while Kiara tries to find her footing, but only lets out a timid “Kiara, but everyone calls me Kie”.

You look at her, like you want to say something to her, but Sarah shouts abruptly, “Oh my god, this shirt is so cute! We definitely have to go shopping one day!”

You both laugh and talk excitedly, both talking over one another, but not seeming to care. Cleo eventually joins in too.

Kiara wishes she could, in fact, she doesn’t understand why she can’t. She’s never normally been like this.

With the pogues, she’s normally confident, and sarcastic, sometimes a little cocky too.

But for some reason, she can barely give out a sentence without squealing like a mouse. It makes her sick.

She thought she was bad when she was with JJ, but they didn’t last very long last summer.

But with him, she was still normal, she never acted like this.

She’d be lying if she said she hasn’t done her fair share of questioning her sexuality throughout life, but she’d never tell anyone that.

She honestly just feels pathetic, she just met this girl today.

She doesn’t know what spell this witch has on her, but god, she wants to get to know her.

{what is this spell baby? please show some mercy.}

Kiara’s spent an entire month trying to navigate these newfound feelings. It’s July now, meaning you leave next month.

To make matters worse, everyday she learns something new about Cherry, the timid, but confident girl that makes her a smoothie every single day; speaking of which..

“Hey Curly Girl! The usual?”

“Of course!” Kiara chuckled.

You notice that the group of pogues aren’t with her, you’re not that surprised though, she’s been coming by lately without them.

A part of you is glad that she visits alone, it gives you a chance to get to know her more without the constant teasing from the others.

You can’t help but crave to know every detail about her: what hair products she uses to make herself smell so heavenly, what her bedroom looks like, what her bed feels like…

An enraged shout makes you blink and look around wildly, “If I have to wait another fucking minute for a drink, I’m gonna start breaking every appliance in there!”

You gasp sharply, looking at the tall, burly man that’s spitting his words at you, both physically and figuratively.

“Uhm..Your juice is almost done sir! Just a minute…” You croak, letting out a breathy chuckle, trying to ease the tension in the air.

You have the burning urge to chew this man out for thinking he could come to your business and disrespect you, but Kie beats you to it.

She angrily walks up to him, “Dude, fucking lay off!”

He looks at her in disbelief, his eyes bulging and his nose flaring. You could faintly see a vein start to push against the skin from how he was almost screeching.

“Get the fuck outta’ the way, you runt.” The man starts to grit his teeth.

‘All this over a fucking juice? Jesus Christ.’ You think to yourself.

Kie steps forward, now almost chest to chest with the man as she looks up at him.

She speaks lowly, “The Cameron’s are real good friends of mine, and I can easily have you ran off this fucking island you prick.”

The stranger continues to hold eye contact with the brunette, their eyes boring into the other.

He scoffs, and begins to back up, “Whatever bitch.” He snarls, grabbing his money that you put out on the counter.

Kiara continues her glaring while you finish using the blender. You giggle and look at her amused, “Woah guys, watch out…I think she’s friends with the Cameron’s.”

She snaps her head at this, “Oh shut up loser. He was such a dick, it’s insane.”

“Yeah, he literally had just got here before you did, don’t know what the fuck his problem was.”

“Welllll, you might as well drink it, don’t want the juice to go to waste and all that.” She smirks.

You chuckle, “Wow, thanks for the free drink at my own bar. Here, Curly.”

You hand her the smoothie, and you notice how she accidentally put her fingers on yours, at least that’s what she believes you think. She’s not exactly the sneakiest.

She sips on it and moans in delight, is it crazy how you wish you could hear more of those?

“Will you ever tell me what’s in here? I mean, it’s been this huge mystery for an entire month now. For all I know, you could be poisoning me.”

“Yeah Kie, I’m definitely poisoning you slowly every day with smoothies.”

You continue, “It’s fun, having you guess the flavors and stuff. You’re so determined.”

Kiara groans at this, maybe your wish is coming true today.

“C’mon, just give me a hint.” She drags out.

“Maybe one day Curly Girl.”

August.

Normally, Kiara Carrera loved August.

She enjoys summer, but the feeling of the slight chill in the air, especially at night, as the weather begins to change for the new season, provides her a sense of comfort and nostalgia.

But now, all she can feel is dread.

You’re leaving soon. In two days, to be exact.

You’re going to be leaving her soon, and she hasn’t even told you how she feels.

That’s the thing…She doesn’t know how she feels.

Everything is so different with you, but she can’t describe it, and it’s killing her.

She wants to talk to someone about it, she honestly wants to talk to you, since you understand how she feels.

She only knows this because the night before when JJ had one too many beers at the Chateau, he had blabbered out that he wanted to get to know you, more romantically, that is.

At first, you looked at him like he had grown another head. Then you explained softly, “Oh JJ, I’m flattered sweetheart, really! But, I’m just..Not into guys like that.”

Kiara swore she felt her heartbeat in her ears, and she almost missed how quickly JJ sobered up after hearing that.

He looked like a kicked puppy who was left out in the rain, but Kie couldn’t bring herself to feel bad. In fact, she felt ecstatic at that moment, she couldn’t exactly pinpoint why. Well, she refused to, anyway.

Kiara would go to JJ, given he’s a ‘Chick-Magnet’ - his words - but that would be awkward. John B and (or) Pope would end up somehow blabbing to JJ.

She tried to talk to Cleo, but it didn’t go as successful as she thought it would. All she received was a ‘just go for it!’ As if it were that easy.

So she’s left with no choice.

If you woke up and told Sarah Cameron that she’d have Kiara on her doorstep asking for advice, she would’ve laughed in your face, three separate times.

Although they aren’t at each other's throats like before, Kiara was still a little standoff-ish towards Sarah.

So when Kiara was standing at the front door of Tanny-Hill, Sarah couldn’t help but stand there with wide eyes, mouth gaping like a fish out of water.

“I know, I know, I’m sorry, but I really need your help. I think you’ll be able to give me the best advice out of everyone…” Kiara looked down at her vans, bending her foot around on the steps as she twiddled with her rings.

“Uh..Yeah! Sure! C’mon in…” Sarah hesitated, slowly moving her body away from the door frame, allowing the brunette to enter.

Sarah walks her up to her room, not without asking Kiara if she wanted anything from the kitchen.

Kiara looks around Sarah’s room, feeling a little bit out of place since she’s the only one standing now.

Sarah looks at the girl, “You can, y’know, sit on the bed if you want.”

Kiara meekly walks over to the bed and sits down on the right of Sarah.

“I hate to sound harsh, but what exactly are you..Doing here?” Sarah asked, deciding to break the silence first.

“I need advice..”

The blonde quirks a brow at this,“Go on.”

“So, I think I like this person, but..I don’t know how to

go about it.”

“The Kiara Carrera is getting shy over a boy?” Sarah says out of shock, putting emphasis on her words.

“Ugh, that’s the thing, it’s not about a boy.” Kiara flops back on Sarah’s bed, finding comfort in the soft blanket resting beneath her head.

“It’s Cherry, isn’t it? You like her?” Sarah says trying to mask her happiness, but quickly failing due to the growing grin on her face.

There’s a beat of silence consuming the room.

“… Is it that obvious?”

“To everyone but you, yeah.” Sarah giggles.

Kiara smiles grimly, “Do you think she knows?”

Sarah looks at her with sympathy, “I think so, and even if she didn’t, that kiss didn’t look very friendly.”

The kiss.

While at the Chateau, the pogues decided to play truth or dare at the fire pit.

Cleo had dared you to kiss the person you found the most attractive, and with a bit of liquid courage in your system already, you kissed Kiara.

It wasn’t a quick peck by any means, in fact, it lasted for quite a few seconds, but Kiara wanted more.

Kiara had spent the rest of the night trying to gather her bearings, everytime she would look over to you, she’d see you looking right back at her. You would smirk and tilt your head at her.

“You still with me Kie?” Sarah asks gently, putting a hand on Kiara’s knee.

“Sorry, it’s just that like, everything’s so confusing! She flirts, I try to flirt back, but nothing ever happens! I just don’t get it!” Kiara is flailing her arms around, trying to get her point across, and her sentence trails off.

“Well, you’re just nervous. You really like her, and actually having a full-blown crush is wayyy different than just being a questioning and wondering middle schooler, Kie.”

Sarah’s dragging her finger along the curve of Kiara’s knee, trying to provide even an ounce of comfort for the girl.

After an hour-long talk between the two girls, and a tight hug, Kiara finally made up her mind and figured out what she wanted to do. She just hopes she’ll have enough time.

You get a text from Kiara, she asked you to meet her on the beach, the same beach where she taught you how to surf.

You look at the time on your phone, the 9:20 is practically blaring into your retinas.

You have to be at the dock at 7:45am, so you can get on the ferry.

The fact that your summer is over still hasn’t fully registered in your mind.

The pogues have planned a ‘goodbye’ party for you, and you’re endlessly grateful.

They've treated you with so much kindness, you felt like you were a part of the group.

You’ve made more friends than you thought you would, but you can’t help but wonder if you and Kiara [specifically] would become something more than friends.

Kiara.

Kiara.

Shit, you’re supposed to be meeting her at the beach.

You rush out of your aunt’s house, and ride your bike to the beach.

You were a little confused though, you thought that your party was going to be at the Chateau, that’s what Pope had told you.

After a bit of riding, you make it there, and you see her sitting by herself in the sand.

Kiara cycles her head around and when she spots you, she smiles.

“Howdy Curly Girl.”

Kie giggles softly at this, “Howdy.”

She pats the spot next to her, signaling you to sit down.

You lay your head on your shoulder, watching the waves glisten in the moonlight.

“So..” You drag out while drawing shapes in the sand.

She mimics you, “Soo…”

“Any…Particular reason for summoning me?”

“Uh,” There’s a beat of silence after she lets out a breathy chuckle.

She finally continues, “I kinda..Just wanted to talk to you, I suppose. Since you’re leaving in the morning ‘n stuff..”

“Yeah? You could’ve talked to me at the party babe, y’know I’ll always make time f’you.” You whisper, gazing at her, you find yourself getting lost in her deep brown eyes.

You analyze her face. She looks scared, you don’t think you’ve ever seen her so nervous.

“What’s going on Kie? Are you alright?” You ask, you’re beyond concerned at this point. She’s jittery, and fidgeting with everything in her eyesight, rather than looking back at you.

She takes a deep breath then exhales, “I was gonna tell you to turn around so I could tell you, but that’s just stupid as shit so…”

You look at her expectantly, silently urging her to continue.

“Cherry. I really like you.” She mutters.

“…..Like in a gay way?”

“Jesus Christ, yes in a gay way.”

Nothing comes out of either of your mouths.

“Took you long enough, huh Curly Girl?”

Kiara’s eyes widen, and her jaw almost drops to the sand. “Are you serious?”

You giggle, suddenly finding a rush of energy, “Yes! Oh my fucking god! I’ve been waiting for you to do something all summer. You had me thinking I was gonna go home without a girlfriend.”

Kie swears she feels her heart skip several beats, or maybe they’re doubling, she can’t even fucking tell at this point.

“Who said anything about you getting a girlfriend?” She teases.

You give her your best blank look, unable to keep it long since your body betrays you and you let out a cackle.

Kiara’s smiling ear to ear, laughing with you, when suddenly, you tackle her.

“Stop! My hair!” She yells through laughs.

After continuing fooling around, you both decide its best to head back to the Chateau.

You both get there together, side by side on your respective bikes.

You sneakily intertwine your pinkie with hers, locking it while walking through the Chateau, where you eventually see your friends.

You gasp, standing still with your mouth agape, “You guys!”

There's a banner with ‘See You Soon Cherry!’ on it, the writing isn’t very straight, it’s actually pretty damn slanted. There’s little drawing of different fruits, some smudging due to what you can only assume is paint that wasn’t dry at the moment.

There’s balloons everywhere, and your eyes eventually land on the cooler, knowing there’s a few beers in there for you.

That’s when suddenly, you hear two loud ‘pops’ and multiple colored confetti pieces cloud your vision.

You look to your left and see Sarah, you look over at Kiara and notice John B on her other side.

Your pinkies are still locked, and you’re not the only one that notices.

“Well would you look at that.” John B shouted, making the other pogues direct their eyes to you and Kiara’s hands.

Sarah jumps up and down, clinging to your shoulders, “Holy shit! Holy shit! Did it really happen?!”

You look dead at her, giving her a knowing look with a smirk.

JJ, Pope, and Cleo are rushing over while John B keeps Sarah from doing a cartwheel into a table.

JJ speaks up first, “Wait! When the fuck did this happen?!” He cried out, nearly howling. This makes both you and Kiara shrug.

There’s questions and exclamations flying everywhere, you don’t even know where to begin.

The night carries on, there’s music and lights everywhere above the hot tub.

You keep your drinking to a minimum, not wanting to be on the ferry for hours while hungover.

When you decide that it’s getting late, you declare that you’re going home.

The pogues protest, but eventually, you’re able to convince them to drive you, since your aunt’s house isn’t too far, but far enough to the point where you guys can’t walk.

Kiara walks you to the doorstep while the pogues stay in The Twinkie, they’re trying to pretend as if they aren’t eavesdropping.

“Y’know you still haven’t asked me.” Kiara bites her lip softly.

“Asked you what, Curly Girl?”

“To be your girlfriend, idiot.”

You hum at her antics, “Mm, you’re so needy, do y’know that?”

She slaps your arm playfully, yelling out a “I am not!”

You get down on one knee, being careful of the slightly rocky parts of the concrete, you hold her hands in yours, and Kiara whines.

“No you are not, you are literally unreal.”

You giggle at her, directing a ‘shush’ her way, making her roll her eyes.

“Will you, Kiara Carrera, make me the happiest girl alive, and be my girlfriend?”

Kiara puts her finger on her chin, pretending to think about it, you pinch the exposed skin of her stomach.

“Ah! Okay! Yes, yes I’ll be your girlfriend you loser!”

You get up and hug her tightly, wrapping your arms around her midsection.

She giggles into the crevice on your neck and holds you tightly.

You hear cheers and howls from the Twinkie, but you can’t take your eyes off Kiara.

You squeeze her waist one last time, and send her back to the van, not without her giving you a kiss on the cheek.

You go inside and see your aunt, smirking at you from the living room couch. You roll your eyes and begin to go to your room.

“You better tell me all about her!”

“I will!”

It’s 7:43 in the morning, you’re staring at your converses solemnly.

All of the pogues are in front of you, accompanied by your aunt.

“Are you sure you have everything, Cherry?”

You groan, “Yes, I’ve already told you a million times.” The girls snicker at you, especially Kiara.

“Not sure what you’re laughing at, Miss Thing.” You quirk a brow at your girlfriend. God, it felt so good to finally be able to call her your girlfriend.

She scrunches her face at you at first, but then her smirk drops into a deep frown. She steps forward into your embrace.

“You can totally jus’like…Stay. You don’t have to go home.”

You smile softly against her head, leaving a small peck behind. “I’m sorry my Curly Girl, but I have to

go home. I have to go to college and all that.”

John B pulls Kiara off of you, earning several shouts from the rest of the group.

“Oh shut up, I’m not gonna let Kie hog her before she’s gone for a year.”

He hugs you tightly, it makes your eyes water. He pulls back and notices your pout. “I’m gonna miss you guys so much..”

The pogues, alongside your aunt, gather around you, squeezing you tightly, whispering promises of ‘We’re gonna call and text all the time!’ and ‘We’re gonna miss you so much, it’s never gonna be the same without you’.

“Does anyone know what time it is?” You sniffle.

Kiara immediately whips out her phone, showing the time. It read 7:48.

“Okay so what if it’s not coming, does that mean you can stay forever?” JJ asks, reminding you of a child on Christmas morning.

You look over and see the ferry slowly coming towards the dock.

“It’s here JJ..”

“I know..” JJ pouts.

Cleo shouts abruptly, “Wait!”

She picks up the bag off the dock, nearly forgetting it.

“All of us put something of ours in it, so you can remember us!” She smiles warmly at you.

Your cheeks hurt from smiling, especially when Sarah swats your hand when you go to look inside the bag.

“You can’t look now, silly! You’re supposed to wait until you miss us.”

“Oh my god whateverrr.” You trailed off with a laugh.

The ferry officially stopped moving, signaling that it’s your time to go.

You look at the ship, and look back at Kiara.

You grab her face with both of your hands, stroking gently while she bats her eyelashes at you.

“You’re the reason why I had the best summer of my life. I love you Kiara.”

“I love you more ___.” Kiara croaks.

You grab her left hand, slipping off one of your rings, and putting it on her finger, you kiss it softly.

She pulls you into a passionate kiss, holding your head in place, like she’s not ready for you to go yet.

You pull back slightly, making sure you're leveled with her ear.

“Cherry and coconut.”

Kiara pushes your face back so she can look at you properly, “Huh..?”

You wait a second, watching intently as it slowly dawns on her.

You leave a kiss on her nose, and begin to walk towards the end of the dock.

Kiara faintly hears shouts of “We love you!”, her hearing’s fuzzy, and all she can focus on is you.

Cherry and coconut.

The recipe to the smoothie of love.

[autisticbokutoenthusiast]

pit babe ep 3 stray fever thoughts

- they are NOT playing with these episode lengths like damn

- still love the intro like come on color grading

- black turtleneck suit jacket combo this man is one of the baddies

- “he’s the one who babe calls daddy” i feel like is maybe more of a translation thing…. but awlright

- i see babe already pulling out the puppy eyes… its joever for me if we’re being honest

- ok how many of the characters are tony’s adopted children cause im gonna go with any and everyone until proven otherwise

- sonic again with the fits. at least he commits and we must stan for that

- oh this is kinda nostalgic for fixing cars with my dad…

- ok alanjeff kinda funny. like alan whining about his current crisis and jeff in the corner eating noodles and being judgy i love it

- oh way knows people ?? he has conversations that don’t revolve around babe??

- ok coloring. i love you blue sets

- HIS FUCKING CARS AHHHH

- oh so babe is rich.

- he has a tortured soul and hot wheels collection your honor how could i not wanna hit

- GET A JOB!! STAY AWAY FROM HER!!!!!

- oh this subplot goes wild actually like the super children thing…. delicious little backstory. plus peep the others there too

- awwwwww they’re so cute. not ready for the pain that’s coming. obsessed with this cute lil song playing like we switched genres for a sec here

- vroom vroom mf making it sound like the pits of hell up in here. i would. need my noise blockers

- wait whose dean did we meet him yet. is this the one yall shipping with winner

- obsessed with jeff and how he moves through the world like a prey animal

- oh here’s pete. here’s the poor little meow meow ig

- they got sponsored time to go crazy on those chicken nugggies

- help winner being a loser again. kim needs to knock some sense into him or something. NOT HIM SUGGESTING SABOTAGE THEN GOING “ oopsie 🤪” djjdjdjdjdjdjdj

- is one of them an omega and can it be kim and jeff

- tony eating his evil little treats, unfortunately a slay

- here we go the famed milk placement

- not charlie in his casuals with that big ass watch who is this kid. also babe sleeping …. i need to do atrocious things to this man

- it’s such a brave choice having a digital clock as a prop

- what did way see… i think way is one third wheeling moment away from exploding

- ooo is way mind controlling rn… that felt strange

- he plays car video games it’s his special interest

- oh shit this kinda making me sweaty

- i get babe if i try to focus without listening to my tunes i lose my fucking mind

- can someone deck winner oh here we go pfjdjejrjrbd winner stumbking this clown can’t even end the fight ejejdj

this ep was my fav so far feels like we’re settling into the rhythm of the world and also descending into chaos, fun

[tarantulas4davey]

HELLO BESTIE I am currently having Ralbert Brainrot and you're the best person go come to for this, obviously,, so PLEASE share! I would like to hear about ufc albert or youtuber race, or dancing partners!! I love them smm

HI YES HELLO USING THIS AS AN EXCUSE TO WRITE UFC FIGHTER AL PART 2 THANKS BABES

i just witnessed a literal crime and i’m Feeling The Rage (boxing judges at mma events can catch these hands) so here is. my brain on anger.

also the first half of this is pretty fight-talk heavy but the second half is more al/ralbert central so message me/send me an ask if i don’t explain something well enough <3

here is the ask i sent to @we-are-inevitable (thanks jac i’m in love with you mwah) and here is part 1 for this au if you haven’t read that one yet !!

also,,,,, this is fairly obvious. but trigger warning for violence/physical fighting, as well as blood. (it’s a rough gig y’all fjdhdb) oh and swearing but that’s pretty much just me LMAO

here i am, bein mad and writing ralbert. therapy time with chandler ig

OK SO

this is after his debut. duh. continuation

i think he’s probably 5 fights in with 5 wins. he’s been running people through, especially with four full camps after a short notice start, and he’s never even seen a decision in the ufc

let’s just say the hype train is moving FAST and it’s moving LOUD

everyone has to have those people that watch their fights just to see them lose, on top of the majority male fan base that have to have a little bit of toxic masculinity and homophobia in there

so there’s A LOT of people that are waiting for him and his hype train to get derailed. but there’s also a fair amount of fans, so you win some you lose some (the way i would die to see this be a real fighter pls)

now albert’s not always the most confident guy, and he’s never been cocky, but none of this shit gets to him. he’s got his coaches, he’s got his friends and he’s got race behind him. he knows he’s got the skills, and he’s got his support system, so who gives a shit what a bunch of cowards on the internet have to say?

and then they put him against someone known for his grappling and stamina. and the “it’s a wrap for dasilva!” bandwagon starts. it happens every time a rising striker and early knockout artist fights a well known grappler with any semblance of later round power (even if al has a background in wrestling and has gone 5 rounds and won outside of the ufc. it’s a bandwagon for a reason)

and it’s not Upsetting, it’s not really getting into his head in any way that’ll make him do worse, but it’s kinda pissing him off. which is bad for his opponent

the last person on earth you want to be fighting is an annoyed albert dasilva who thinks he has something to prove

he works his ass off in camp, and the press tour is a self-assured albert vs. a loudmouth who thinks he’s hot shit cause a few people on twitter think he’ll sweep

and, to be completely honest? it’s starting to look that way 2 rounds in.

it’s a 5 round fight, co-main event on a big card, and so far all al’s opponent has done is pinned him to the cage and kept him there. a few strikes worth anything - at least enough make al’s cheek bleed, no takedowns, which would at least give him some activity, and so submission attempts, so he can’t even gain any ground that way. he’s just- Stuck. and if THIS is how he loses, he’s gonna be pissed

the bell for the second round sounds, and you can actually see al’s chest heaving on camera as he walks to his corner - not because he’s tired or out of breath, but because he’s MAD, and fuck if he’s not going to do something about it

not only that, but he can not only see race and jack standing up by the cage - plus race’s expression, which is slightly annoyed and super anxious, which hurts his chest to think about - but he can hear them too

jack is yelling profanities, as per usual. he doesn’t that regardless of how the fight is going, but it’s less encouraging when you’re the one losing.

race though,,,, race isn’t really yelling, he’s more talking to himself than anything, but he’s close enough to cage and al knows him well enough to figure out what he’s saying. and if the muttered almost-prayers while he paces back and forth weren’t enough, the shiny gold engagement ring on race’s hand definitely is

round 3,,,, let’s just say it goes a little differently than the first 2 had gone.

he opens with a spinning back kick, of all fucking things, and that truly sets the pace

he’s the taller guy by a few inches, like usual, which makes his arms longer. the only reason crushing his against the cage worked is cause the guy he’s fighting cuts weight like a wrestler, so he’s easily got 20 pounds on albert come fight night

but once he finds his rhythm and starts throwing, he starts connecting too. he manages to stay out of range of his opponent and stay his comfortable distance to start t-ing off

this isn’t a one punch power ending. this isn’t a beautiful head kick, or a giant knee, or even just a clean right hook.

this is albert, who’s arms are starting to feel the 3rd round a little bit, hitting this guy with everything he has cause he refuses to lose this fight.

i mean- everyone watched him get up at the start of the round with a set jaw and a scary determined glint in his eye. he’s not a person you fuck with, and he’s definitely not a person you publicly ridicule before being locked in a cage to fight with

the guy he’s fighting is absolutely battered, but he manages to survive until round 4. the first of the championship rounds, something al’s never seen in a ufc fight before, and it feels like the arena is holding its breath

so when al comes out and does the same thing as round 3 to better results - fight ending results - everyone’s a little shocked, honestly

the commentary team’s in disbelief, cause albert is NOT a slow starter, regardless of what this fight would tell you, and the fact he managed a win at all, let alone such a phenomenal one, is fucking astounding

he gets his hand raised, obviously, but the really interesting part is the post fight interview

“albert, man, what changed between round 2 and 3? what second gear did you find?”

“bro, i just— it was pissing me off, honestly. i don’t come in here to get pinned down for 25 minutes. and, y’know, my team gave me good advice. i had all the pieces, straight from the jump, someone just had to force me to put them in place…”

and then he looks over at race, who gives al one of those half grin, half smirks and winks at him, and al just chuckles to himself and finishes answering the question

“the thing that really forced my hand is race. i won’t get cheesy on you, but watching someone who loves and supports you through everything panic cause he’s scared for you - it’s a big motivator. everyone would figure out a lot more of my motivations if they went and watched race’s expressions back instead of whatever the hell i’m doing in here. he’s always been the brains, i’m just the brawn.”

and that’s a better answer than anyone was expecting, plus he’s just had the fight of a lifetime that’s probably earned him a title shot, so he’s done soon after that and gets to have his little in-cage celebration

he hugs his team and jack, who razzes him a little bit as per usual, and makes some dumb quip about going over tapes later like he’s a coach. and then comes race

he hugs him, all tender and cute and also very sweaty cause That’s How It Works, and the camera’s focused on him, so they can tell they’re whispering back and forth. but there’s no mics on them, so what’s said is missed entirely on the audience, but it’s their usual cheesy, in love mess

“congrats, baby. i’m proud of you.”

“oh please. it was 90% you anyway. i meant what i said, it wasn’t just for the cameras.”

“i know that. i’m gonna have to get you back somehow for telling everyone to go back and watch my awful anxious expression. i’ll think of something.”

“i’m sure you will, sweetheart.”

and then al does that awful, adorable lil nose bump thing, and then kisses race. and then jack covers his eyes and whines until they stop like the actual 12 year old boy he is inside

and then they leave the octagon, race and al holding hands, and al throws his arm over jack’s shoulder and shoves his head down and pushes him, cause even though he was just in a literal cage match he’s still a roughhousing teenager at heart

and he’s got interviews and press shit that separates him from his people, and he’s gotta slide that bulletproof mask back down over all the happy and in love shit he’s feeling so he can not smile like an idiot on camera constantly

but every once in awhile he’ll catch jack giving him the finger and laugh before returning it below view of the camera

or he’ll catch race’s eye from where he’s standing behind all the studio lights and do a little wave under the camera and return the wink from earlier, and the unbothered fighter facade will crack a little bit

but he’s not completely convinced that’s such a bad thing

GOD THIS POST IS SO MUCH LONGER THEN I MEANT IT TO BE IM SORRY

but Yeah. Them.

i love this au a helleva lot more than i should but that’s Fine cause i’ve got thoughts for days on it

[peach-pops]

Huwaaa. I just read your noya hc with kageyama's older sister and I am going to say that IM TRULY IN LOVE WITH NOYAA 😔❤ But here's the thing, can I request a hc where kageyama (or ushijima) crushing on oikawa's younger sister that also goes to karasuno (or shiratorizawa) ? you can do both or one of em if you want 👉🏻👈🏻

I did Kageyama cause I love him and he deserves love PERIOD! Also, I love Oikawa, he’s my baby I just like being mean to him so that’s a PSA. 

Kageyama Crushing on Oikawa’s Younger Sister HC

Kageyama doesn’t really ever have the time to think about girls. No girl has ever really caught his attention and he’s pretty content with not having a girlfriend since it would only distract him

Or so he thought

Because when he sees you in the gym one day doing a playful 3 v 2 match with his teammates, his lil milk carton slips out of his hands and spills all over the floor 

 ohmygodwhyismyheartbeatingsofast

Hinata shouts over to Kageyama to come play and Kageyama feels his stomach twist and turn as he stands on the opposite side of the net 

You give him a friendly smile and he curses at himself because he doesn’t want his teammates to see how flushed his face is 

It doesn’t really matter but just in case yall are curious the teams are:

Team one: Kageyama, Hinata, and Tanaka

Team two: mystery girl, Noya, and Tsuki 

He also almost has a heart attack because you’re a setter too and you’re so frickin good like he can only describe your style of playing to be similar to Oikawa’s but screw that guy why would he be thinking of him??? 

After the playful game, you shake his hand cause duh sportsmanship and Kageyama is so nervous because he knows that he has a definitive crush on you now 

All he can think about is how your hand is surprisingly soft for a volleyball player

Come to think of it he’s never actually held hands with a girl 

“ Wow, you really gave me a run for my money, I’m impressed. Did you play volleyball in junior high?” 

He couldn’t believe you were actually talking to him but he swallowed down any nerves before speaking 

“ Yes, I was a setter at Kitagawa Daiichi.” 

When he saw you smile, that’s what instantly killed him because you checked all the boxes for him

Likes and plays volleyball ✓

Friendly and Sweet ✓

AND PRETTY?!?!  ✓ ✓ ✓ CHECK CHECK CHECK 

Literally what could go wrong?

“ No way, my brother was the captain for Kitagawa! He goes to Aoba Johsai now!”

Kageyama felt his heart drop as he thought of Oikawa but maybe, just maybe you were talking about someone else

“.....Who’s your brother?” 

“ Toru Oikawa, do you know him?” 

WAR FLASHBACKS THIS BOY HAS FRICKIN PTSD CAUSE GOD DAMN IT, OF COURSE, THE FIRST GIRL HE LIKES IS RELATED TO OIKAWA 

His brain can’t even comprehend how someone so nice is related to that bastard 

“ No”

“ Oh that’s probably for the best, he’s kinda an ass.”

Kageyama thought it would be rude to agree so all he did was shrug nervously before you broke the awkward tension 

“ I have to get back to class, I only stopped by to talk to your captain for a second but it was nice meeting you Kageyama-kun.” 

You waved goodbye to everyone else and walked out of the gym, being careful to step over the spot where Kageyama had spilled his milk

Kageyama was still in shock because not only did he feel like he completely messed up his shot with you, but his brain was going crazy because he actually wanted to see you again 

He always kept an eye out for you in the hallways but it seemed like every time he caught a glimpse of you, you were gone which only made him like you even more

For weeks, all he could think about was the chance to see you again and he would even practice in the mirror on how he would talk to you because he really didn’t want to mess things up with you

He even tried to ask Tanaka and Noya for advice because he thought they had the most experience with girls but Kageyama started to feel too overwhelmed with how much information he was supposed to remember so he just decided that it would be better if he figured it out on his own 

Kags thought he would have enough time to figure out how to talk to you right?

Wrong HAHA

 the thought of you showing up to the Spring High Preliminaries didn’t even cross his mind so when he saw you sitting outside the gym doors, his hands got extra sweaty and his heartbeat was all over the place

Cause duh, of course, you would show up since Aoba Johsai was playing

He thought you looked even prettier than the first time he met you in the gym and even though you were wearing an Aoba Johsai jersey to support your brother, he still wouldn’t change anything about the way you looked at this moment 

All of that courage he was building up over the past couple of weeks was long gone but Tanaka and Noya being the best wingmen they could be each grabbed Kageyama’s shoulders and shoved him over to you 

“ Please don’t do this-”

“ Aw come on Kags, it’s not everyday you get the chance to make a move on a smokin babe! We’re only here to make your life easier right Tanaka?”

“ Yep! Come on, we’re not going to just stand by and watch the love of your life slip away! Go and make your senpais proud!”

You looked up from your phone right as Tanaka and Noya gave Kags one last push, sending him falling over into the seat next to you

“ Kageyama-Kun! Are you okay?” 

“ IMFINE!” 

You couldn’t help but laugh at how nervous he was being, this was a totally different side to Kageyama than the one on the court but you didn’t mind at all 

“ Are you excited? I saw the bracket and you guys have a really good shot to go to nationals.”

Kageyama’s stomach shifted as he hesitantly took a seat next to you and did his best to ignore the stares coming from his teammates

Luckily Daichi and Kiyoko shooed off the rest of the team so you guys could get some privacy 

“ We’re going to have to beat Aoba Johsai if we want to win.”

“ Well it might not seem like it but I’m rooting for you to win- look!” 

Kageyama furrowed his eyebrows together as you lifted up the bottom of your pants and showed him your Karasuno black and orange socks 

“ I would’ve worn a Karasuno jersey but my brother gets kinda superstitious. The socks are like a secret weapon to support you guys without getting my head ripped off by Toru.”

Kageyama knew that it was just a pair of socks but he couldn’t even wrap his head around the fact that you were ‘rooting for him to win’ instead of your own blood

“Maybe one day I’ll give you my jersey to wear on game day”

Holycrapdidhejustsaythatoutloudwhywouldhesaythatoutloudohmygod

He couldn’t help himself it just came out of his mouth so fast and he meant for it to be in his head but the socks made him think about you in his jersey. He tried so hard to calm himself down and his face was flushed a deep red at this point 

Kageyama didn’t even know what to say he just sat there with his hand covering his mouth in shock

“ Really? I would love to wear your jersey!” You smiled as Kageyama stopped breathing,” I mean I can’t wear it now but if you guys win, I’ll definitely wear it to all of your games.”

 Hold up, did you just AGREE TO WEAR HIS JERSEY?!?!?!

Before he could even process what was going on, he felt his heart sink to the floor when he saw Oikawa walking over to the two of you

“ Tobio-chan with my Y/N-chan? I gotta say little sis, if you’re trying to dig up dirt against Karasuno by getting cozy with Tobio-chan, you’re already too late. I can read him like a book. Maybe you should try Shiratorizawa, I could use a spy to get in close with Ushiwaka.”

The thought of you getting close to him just for information stung Kageyama but you were quick to roll your eyes at the accusation 

“ First off, Ushijima terrified me and second, I have better things to do with my time than to pretend to be interested in someone Shittykawa. Unlike you, people actually enjoy my company.” 

“ You’re so vulgar, you’re spending too much time with Iwa-chan,” Oikawa huffed as he turned to face Kageyama 

Kageyama mentally braced himself because anytime he ever interacted with Oikawa, it always ended badly 

“ And you-”

“ Nope, Toru if you’re going to say some snarky ass comment, keep it to yourself,” You interrupted which startled both Oikawa and Kageyama,” focus more on the match than worrying about Kageyama, that’s my job.” 

Kageyama was SHOCKED you would speak to your older brother like that, ESPECIALLY since you were going out of your way to defend him

Truth be told he was falling for you even harder than before

Oikawa stuck his tongue out at the two of you but walked away with whatever dignity he had left 

Kageyama felt a new rush of confidence; if you could stand up to your older brother for him than damn it, he was going to man up and ask you out

“ Do you want to go on a date? With me?” 

When you smiled at Kageyama, his heart was beating so loud against his ribcage he could’ve sworn everyone around him could hear it 

“ I thought you would never ask.”

[voidcat]

— Seijoh 4 & dom!reader

a/n: this is legit my first time writing nsfw so yea b kind pls. I was getting tired of sub!reader stuff and I’m not the most sexual person but yea have a lil dom!reader w the boys,,, as a treat,, I’d also like you all to know that Nicole enabled this... thanks for supporting the sad horn knee hours wife<3

mostly gender neutral reader but i just realized i used nicknames “miss/mistress” few times so yea

Hanamaki Takahiro:

Oh boy is he excited!.. the moment this slips out of your mouth, he is fuming, vibrating from where he’s sitting and can’t wait to get home.

He is always open to try new things. Back in the day you two tried a thing or two but you were unsure how he’d act so you downplayed often... but now that knowing you’re a dom, the things you can do with the trust you share, shit, did it get hot in here?

On random days, he’ll just go “hey babe what do you think of this?” And show you a page of strap ons, for you to choose. some days he’ll practically beg to be pegged. he loves your demanour when you’re in charge, the air within you when you’re the one in control is, comforting but each night a new adventure and he just can’t get enough of it, of you.

Probably the two of you start with a basic list of things to try and see what he is into. When it comes to spanking, you warn beforehand again and say you’ll do it only once. Holding back yourself and smacking him as lightly as you can, you watch his face for any changes. The moment your hand makes contact with his skin, he lets out a “yelp!” and you stop right there, growing worried. Instead of a face in pain, teeth clenched and brows furrowed; he has the most satisfied and flushed face, eyes half closed and glossy and mouth slightly open. “Do it again babe, but harder this time? Please?”

He probably gets on your nerves on purpose & loves it when you call him a brat or your good boy. Some days he’ll just call you to hang out at his place and when you arrive, you find him spread on the bed, touching himself, his eyes on your figure, staring right into your eyes “hope I haven’t disobeyed or crossed any lines Miss” (he’ll be pissing you off on purpose during your movie nights and let you teach him a lesson right on the couch, the counter or the table...)

Def calls you praises and names (especially titles, telling you over and over how much he loves and enjoys you, how he loves to be drowned in your presence, begging you for anything, even the tiniest bit of a kiss. 

He likes to shower together after a long night and wash each other’s hair, gently massaging your scalp and placing kisses all over your shoulders and the top of your head; whereas you gently kiss the places you’ve bitten and bruised, smothering his face with kisses.

Oikawa Tooru

This boy here, loves to act tough and all but let’s face it, he is a switch. It’s a typical Never Have I Ever game and at one point bedroom talk enters the game. He takes notes of the things you drink to, curious and you swear you catch a spark of excitement when you make it plainly obvious you’re a dom. Although that spark leaves as fast as it has appeared and you brush it off as a play of light.

That night when you return home, he practically jumps at you, a little rougher than usual and you’re sure why. Letting him pin you to the wall, hands roaming your body greedily, you let him live out the fantasy. The kisses now rough, one minute his lips on yours, the next on your neck, shoulders, collarbones... desperate to sink his teeth in and leave some marks. You think to yourself, that’s enough.

Next thing Oikawa knows, he is the one pinned to the wall, his wrists pinned above his head. With your unoccupied hand, you graze your finger lightly on his figure, jaw, neck and chest. “Someone is feisty.” he won’t tell at first but definitely got a thing for being marked and marking, and honestly? you don’t need him to tell you that.

orgasm denial!!! lots of it!! first two times you take pity on him and let him but the third time? the smug bastard is so sure you will let him come again but surprise!, as soon as you come, you leave him high and dry. he tries solving the issue by himself (which only makes things worse) after like 5 days of no orgasm on his part, he finally gets the clue, is on his... better behaviour; once you allow him to come, the days long of wait is worth the pleasure but he learns not to test you like this again. (however, this won’t stop him from disobeying you few more times just to get you to be rougher)

public teasing!! pda is already a given but you guys use remote controlled toys some days (usually you have the remote and he is the one who does his best to keep quiet) the driving and being near the edge of his climax is painful but he manages to hold himself until you two return home (or find a safe place to take care of it) and the endless wait and your cruel play with the toy’s settings is worth the wait. oikawa shivers every single time.

besides these, he likes to dress up and put on make up. and he is quite picky when it comes to lingerie the two of you wear, he checks the fabric qualities and colors beforehand, after all you only deserve the best of the best. he’ll be picking palettes to compliment your features best, loves using highlighter and always picks a dark shade of lipstick for each other; just to see how many times you’ll have to reapply until you’re both covered in its colors.

Iwaizumi Hajime

Ok so I know he has the brute facade going and everyone thinks he’s a dom but hear me out: actually quite soft switch/sub-leaning iwachan

Its a night out w the gang and during a drinking game oikawa makes a snark at you being such a dom in the streets AND in bed. to this blood rushes to Iwa’s cheeks and not many pay attention to it, bc he gets blushy easily plus he has been drinking too. but his mind? Oh he’s for sure imagining scenarios on what you could do to him.

Orgasm denial isn’t much of a thing because he’s very obedient. he’ll do his best to please you and follow your each and every word, watch your lips to hear your next words. for him, your word is law at this point... it’s almost impossible to deny him or those puppy eyes and those sweaty arms anything. He will call you ma’am, mistress, your highness, my goddess... whatever you wish and do not wish for. He loves praising you and ramble about how perfect and holy, etheral and magnificent you are.

lowkey into being tyed up, handcuffed and/or bondage. absolutely loves seeing you in full control. some days you won’t even bother to get undressed while he’s squirming under your touch fully stripped, begging for the tiniest bit of release. sometimes you’ll do the smallest gesture of taking control and he’ll be drooling, not even joking, this man LOVES IT when u take the ropes into ur hands (both metaphorically and literally) loves to lose control and wait for you to do whatever your heart desires, he wants to be what you desire.

(lowkey got a “corruption kink” too) when you two decide to shake things up a bit one day, you bring up some games, activities and kinks (mostly stuff he has only heard of) and, and he’s hard on the spot. lowkey into you wearing leather and gagging him up, his hands tied. he doesn’t mind blindfolds but watching you is so breathtaking, he even does his best to blink as little as possible. he loves it when you ride him to the point of orgasming for the 6th time that day, he’s ready to do anything for you, be your good boy and please you til world’s end.

very very good at oral too, his arms arent the only muscles he’s good at using, he loves your taste, your fingers in his mouth, his fingers in your mouth and in you. feeling your warmth however you want is enough to be content.

not something you do often but having sex in front of the mirror, seeing you in different angles drives him crazy, watching you covered in sweat, shining, panting, telling him how good you are is enough to make him drunk. but still he prefers to be chest to chest, you in his lap, riding him as he holds you to his chest, feeling your skin against his, burning with each move, rubbing against each other.

Matsukawa Issei

of all his relationships and hookups, Issei always encountered subs. few times his partners were doms, they were still submessive to him so when he finds out realizes you’re a dom, needless to say, he’s intrigued...

it kinda starts off with sex in front of a mirror one night, your back pressed against his chest, you’re riding him as his face buried in yourneck and his hands howering over you and suddenly, you grab his hands and out them at his sides, hold his chin and make him look at the mirror: “now watch hoe good i’ll be fucking you and your brains out until you won’t get a coherent sentence out.” you whisper in a low voice and do you deliver as you’ve said? but he got tricks up his sleeve too...

Most of the time, it’s rough and the fire play as well as powerplay takes most of the time. There’s always a battle for dominance, which leaves you both covered in marks and bruises. To say neither of you like it, would be unfair, especially when he disobeys you or flirts with other people beforehand, stepping on your nerves on purpose. (the quiet moans he lets out as you bite his neck, his collarbones, his earlobe, chest and thighs is an indicator if you ever need one.)

And thighs! Lots of thigh biting, massages, rubbing with fingers, or just squeezing the others head inbetween thighs is a given during oral and any foreplay that involved pecks and love bites in that area.

And as it is rough, you two always take your time, having a gentleness to jt in your own way. Be it a soft kiss out of nowhere, a certain way of bucking your hips or thrusting his hips into you. And as things are rough, it’s also when you get to let it all out, be yourself, unstrained.

Some days you’ll drop by his current job, or he’ll stop by at your place, and if he sees you in a headspace that’s too distracted, bothered or irritated by something, or just down; he’ll pick you up, wrapping your legs around him, pressing to you and nibbling on your neck and literally fuck your frustrations out. Those times he lets you take the ropes into your hands but if you’re not up for even that, he’ll take the charge on the spot, and leave clear marks to keep your mind off things for days. And in return, you’ll leave claw marks on his back, tug at his hair and press him to yourself until all you can feel is him; some days you’ll flip the both of you out of nowhere and press his head against your chest, hold his hands behind his back and guide him with your body, his muffled breathes tingling your chest, the nape of your neck and your lips; until your skins red, lips bleeding and gentle purples decorating all over you.

(and he’s a sucker for it. some days he’ll go in town to get something for you to use on him and drop at your place without a card or a name. If asked, he always denies, claiming he’d not get you things to make it easier to control him but the sight of you holding a whip and he can feel the blood rushing already, tugging at his belt and your tshirt. He hopes it’ll be just like that one time you pressed against his dick with high heels, making him beg to come.)

tags: @myelocin​ @atsumu-brainrot​

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➀ ᴀ/ɴ: based from what wonho wore last halloween i'll be following in pursuit of this school themed au where he's a football player and you're his best friend off the same year and i won't disclose that you're a nerd in this but be whoever you want. kinda christmas theme actually

➁ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: football player! lee hoseok/wonho x reader

➂ ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: fluff, school au

➃ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: none

once the football team opened vacant spots for new comers that's where wonho popped in

he trained a whole lot for this to join the football team and that include:

working out and staying fit

he plays as their new tight end offensive line

you wouldn't worry much about his well-being since he never skips meals or anything just like a couple of people who would prefer protein bars and drinks instead of other food

he uses that but also eats

he healthy boy

always attends practices and would never skip a single one unless there's an emergency

have grown popular in the football team quickly after one game

he was really nervous in playing in their first game like,

he can't focus and kept jumping like a lil bunny all around, trying to convince himself

"i can do this, i can do this."

"of course you can, hoseok!"

he felt so relieved that you’re always there with him. you’ve always been there with him ever since childhood

the both of you are friends since grade school and have always hanged out in each other’s homes. whenever wonho’s parents were out he always stay in around yours

as usual some people and a few of your friends thought that the both of you were a couple because of how close you are with him

you refused 

you weren’t in a denial but you just saw him as one of your family members, like a brother and everyone respected that

no one from your classes ever decided to push you about your relationship with wonho and you were glad they stopped because it gets annoying when they do

so, you’re comforting wonho and his anxiousness over playing in the field

at first you’re not allowed inside the locker room of the football players until a few of wonho’s teammates, the captain, let you in

you almost resulted to kicking one of them until they let you in but decided against detention than anything else

wonho would flip and ask you how you end up there

once you were by wonho’s side you comforted him and pat his back, telling him you’ll be cheering him on 

he keeps asking questions regarding his worries

“what if i mess up?”

“this is my first game, omg omg. this is my first!”

“oh hoseok, you won’t mess up. you’ve been practicing this all week. kill that game!”

because of your encouragements, it made him more pumped up into playing on the field

his teammates found it impossible to bring his mood up, but somehow you’re able to cheer him up for every crisis he receives

from that day on, wonho’s teammates allow you inside the locker room every time wonho becomes nervous 

ever since wonho’s first game his popularity grew

he became busy over the following years that the both of you hardly even talked to each other

you proposed on talking every night but he’s always tired after practice or hanging out with the guys

he promises to hang out with you, which resulted to movie nights every month 

the both of you scheduled on every friday night of the week but wonho kept canceling your plans with him

he’s very guilty about it

he wants to spend time with you everyday like before, but the both of you grew busy over your academics and school curricular activities 

expect random texts from your boi

to: [ your caller I.D ]

from: hoho

hey! have a great day, don't forget to eat your breakfast. i got you a pancake bunny :D see you then!

when you got downstairs you found oddly shaped pancakes but it cutely formed into a bunny

with whip cream as the tail

because he's whipped for you, get it? :'D ahAHa i need to stop laughing at my own jokes

a cute lil bunny just like him

you never cared how different it looked like, it honestly looks unique and cute making you snap a photo of it and save it for keep sakes

almost everyday whenever he had the time he would always leave little small texts to you which you happily see at any given time of the day

and you text him back the same kind of affection and his heart goes CRAZY

you don't know that yet because the both of you hardly see each other but when he looks at you he has heart eyes

that whipped that you aren't aware of but anyway

you wish you could see him in person somehow

i mean, you do see him in school but he's usually busy with practice so you weren't sure

he also found a new group of friends recently that are not much of your status level

they all seem nice but you're not exactly sure on how to talk to wonho's new friends

somehow you find his name being off and across the campus of how a lot of people thought he was cool and how much a couple of them had a crush on him too

you aren't lying, you also find wonho that way

except for the crush

there is no way you would be crushing on your best friend, that would be awkward to handle

but you did

and you didn't know how to handle it

but one night

FINALLY

you get to hang out with him again after so long and it made the both of you relieved

thanking it all to your holidays break! (happy holidays! :D)

wonho made you pick out the movie for the both of you to watch while he chose the food

ever since then

he NEVER changed

well except for the fact of being really obvious of how much he likes you

would sometimes consult a couple of his friends on how to talk to you about it

and or ask you out

because

i mean he has asked someone out before and you were aware of it until he broke up with them around some year ago

so yes, boi is nervous

what else didn't change from him?

oh yeah, ramen

expect two bowls of ramen that he prepared for the both of you to have

"i. really. love. ramen. owki?"

"aww, more than you love me? ;("

"... but i do love you."

you laughed it off and decided to eat but he was serious though

it made you stop and stare at him like,

wait wait wait

you love who?

"i love you, (y/n)... i really do."

ok so you actually thought he liked someone else and not you

he has a bunch of admirers recently that you can't count how much because THEY'RE A LOT

and wonho is hot so

oh wow look im rhyming

you can't blame them for it but i guess you stole his bunny heart already

for a very long time really

"i actually thought you liked someone else."

"you might think that way but you never failed to cross my mind ever since we were busy. i like talking to you and ever since we were separated like that it made me miss you a whole lot, you know?"

and here you are, gradually melting

honestly, the both of you don't know what to do next but one of you should speak

"i'm so thankful to have this time with you again. so, will you spend it now with your best friend?"

"oh hoseok, not best friend."

"iM nOt yOur fRienD aNymOre??? D:"

"no, but my boyfriend, silly"

"oHhhhh"

this made you laugh at how cute he is

"well in that case ;)"

of course, made the move to kiss you first right on your break with him

had the need to initiate it right when the both of you confessed

"time to watch some sweet holidays flicks to start the day with my favorite person"

"oh, absolutely"

that's not your last kiss though

kisses you a lot lot ever since then

also made a make shift headband where a mistletoe hung

only wears it when the both of you are alone and he can have his sweet time of kissing you,,, under the mistletoe

he just wants your affection, owki?

he just wants all of your loveeee

but wow though, your friends cheering you both for finally getting into a relationship

they thought it was so obvious

that the both of you would like each other at some point

and you guys did ♡

so this is not over guys, i got a little more info as football player wonho aight?

you always come to his games of course and he always asks for a kiss before a game starts

its to boost up his energy and you're just,

"don't you have a lot energy already?"

"pllleeaaaassseee"

he won't stop whining about it

honestly just wants your kisses and your love

and so it became a habit of you kissing him before a game starts

when he looses you give extra affection

when he wins he will take you out somewhere or just host up a lazy date at your place

he always ask for a hug or a kiss every after practice

"babe, i'm home! now how about a-."

"i'll give you a kiss after you shower-."

always sweaty after practice, the sweat of hard work

you only give him a peck on the cheek after he's done with practice but no cuddle until he showers

you would always help him catch up whenever he misses a class or two because of practices where a big game is on

boy lacks a bit of sleep so yes

always remind him to pack extra food and water just in case

sometimes you would do it because he forgets

am i done now? yes yes i am finally done.

« back to hoho masterlist

[izukult]

Okok awesome! 🖤🖤 I do have a wide variety in my music taste but artists most in my rotation are definitely Tyler the creator, Doja cat (streets?? Pls on rpt 🤤) and Arctic Monkeys, (pls don’t feel restrained by these artists tho !) very much chill vibes and driving late at night if that makes sense asjfkdkka. Personality wise I’m pretty awkward and fairly antisocial, very much ->🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️😨 but once you get to know me I’m pretty loud and a little much tbh 🤭 like my laugh is genuinely TOO loud lmaooo, and I would very much appreciate it with Kageyama if that’s not too much to ask 😳👉🏼👈🏼 thank you again 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

hello my love. if i hadn’t known you, i wouldn’t have done this any kind of justice. BUT STRAP YOUR ASS IN WIFEY YOU KNOW WHAT IT BE. @chubbybunny111

you and kageyama.

oh god you and kageyama would scare the fuck out of me as a couple. have you seen those memes like boy who doesn’t talk all too much 💖 girl who loud asf? you two. LMAOOO.

definitely you two make fun of each other. on the daily. but, he also grumbles little compliments to u all nervous like. i feel like he would very much like your hair?? like,, it’s so curly,, it’s so pretty,,,, do a fella a favor and let him play with it, yeah?

i’m just imaging you in your straight clothes from high school and him in a disgusting unwashed sweaty ass volleyball uniform😻😻 IM SORRY OK ANYWAY

you two share earbuds all the time. just sittin next to each other in moderate silence with tunes playing.

he is so bad at texting LMAOOO. you’d send an ironic emoji and he’s done for? he just stares at it. blankly. void of any emotion other than confusion.

“i’m sorry did you just send ‘🤕’ after telling me you love me?”

“hey, you’re crying. why are you using 😋 right now?”

i’m sorry for making fun of him but also i’m NOT THATS SO FUNNY.

now, don’t take what i said earlier wrong, he’s not just like oh yes quiet around you (that’s not his personality people need to be better🙄), but when you two are in public he’s not like really affectionate? unless he’s jealous because he is (infact) an insecure bitch, but whenever that happens it feels forced and awkward figure that out kags.

we see the way he acts with hinata like? if he’s comfortable with you he’s going to be loud as fuck there’s no denying it. yall get told to shut up like on the daily?

shares his milk with you😁 not his food tho

LMAOFJAOFJS IM SORRY BUT HAVE YOU SEEN THAT MANS RELATIONSHIP WITH EATING? you ain’t getting between that babe

anyway here’s a fucking playlist for your hot ass i am literally in love with you. i really like this playlist tbh :)

1. sometimes (backwood); gigi- starting off with my favorite song at the moment. this isn’t really completely a deep meaning with the lyrics thing, because this song is pretty sad? i think it’s so vibey. it’s so good. it’s just a gentle, quiet night with the windows open and a full moon. however, like i said he’s insecure and has overthought while listening to this song.

2. breezeblocks; alt-J- mostly just a banger, indeed. you’re driving (i would not trust him behind the wheel? ever?), the lights are super pretty, he’s looking at you from the passenger seat ‘discretely’. he doesn’t want you to go, so those lyrics are accurate, but he’s also not a murderer dw😁 he couldnt

3. i wanna be yours; arctic monkeys- PHEW. OKAY. OKAY JESUS CHRSIT. no because you don’t understand yall are in LOVE? like in LOVE. he probably kisses you for the first time while this shit playing. he also, by default, blushes EVERY TIME THIS SONG COMES ON. such a lil bitch baby🙄

4. sucker; jonas brothers- stop before you say anything this song is unironically so good. i? could imagine you like? terribly dancing to this i dunno. i feel like if you got tobio in the right mood he would jam to some music w you‼️

5. EARFQUAKE; tyler, the creator- i think kageyama was like the kind of guy who mentally was constantly like “i want a gIRLFRIEND FUCK🤬🤬🤬”, but lile also once it happens? svary as fuck. have we not talked about how he does not really like himself much (thinking ab him practicing his smile rn poor baby). so yea, bad self confidence & in love with you. this song. PLUS, it’s a banger.

6. streets; doja cat- you at him lmao. do i have to say anything else?

7. ivy; frank ocean- he would put this song on a playlist for you and then not tell you about the song or the playlist and still get nervous about how youd react lmaooo. however, yknow in movies when like the guy looks at the girl and the music swells? that but with an emo volleyball player and frank ocean

8. redbone; childish gambino- very chill vibes and driving late at night energy. this song plays while yall lay on like ur couch or smth and you’re messing with the ends of his hair and he’s playing videos on his phone with one hand and like kind of awkwardly nervously trying to hold ur hand with the other and he just does the pinky thing thAT WE WERE TALKIN BOUT LMAOO

9. cocoa butter kisses; chance the rapper- i feel like if you were to smoke, this is the song you’d get high to. i don’t have much reason other than that? i can just see this playing in the background as you two exist together

10. my kind of woman; mac demarco- man, you’re really driving him mad🙄 BUT‼️ I THINK? ITS ALRIGHT WITH HIM😳. he’s absolutely whipped and he didn’t even know he had the ABILITY. i feel like you like to prove people wrong, so here’s another instance.

11. casual; doja cat- i know everyone hates getting played, but you feel like you would take a LOTTA precautions to avoid that, including the whole walls up deal. you’re super upfront about it? you’re not like secretly testing the waters, you’re like ‘if ur fucking w me gtfo of my face lol’ but clearly you wouldn’t talk to kags like that (however he’d hurriedly say he’s not a little too loud)

12. afraid; the neighbourhood- ABSOLUTE TOBIO ENERGY (also oikawa energy, i think its so cute that we are married and the mfs we choose to love r rivals). but anywho, absolute MAD tobio energy. yes he also takes out his insecurities with anger don’t actually like he’s not gonna have to work on that lmao

13. sex on fire; kings of leon- arguably one of the best songs to ever exist. he would be like ?!😳 the first time he heard it and youd probably like flick him LMAOFJAODJ this is just a good jam song for you two. he would definitely sing this song with you, don’t care don’t care

14. scary love; the neighbourhood- i’m beginning to think the neighbourhood just has kageyama energy? remind me to look into that later. either way, i’m putting extreme emphasis on this song. this song is completely how he feels. this song is IT. he watches in anticipation as he “shows you it cos it’s a good song”. please just be nice to him (while also bullying him😁)

15. when you were young; the killers- you’ve made out to this song i’m so sorry. MAYBE THATS JUST BECAUSE I THINK THIS WOULD BE THE PERFECTTTTJRJEJTI SONG. god. good fucking music. equal mix of good song and the lyrics hitting

[aliasimagines]

Hewwo, friend! In my country comes hot, stuffy weather🌞. So, I start imagine... Headcanons, what professions will have the main 6 on summer vacation?)

a/n: i hope you ment profession as in what summer jobs would they have. I also included some general summer headcanons. And this is a modern au + high school / college au where they are working over the summer, if it makes sense. 💕

Julian

he is a broke as medical student he sure as hell will use his time making some money cause he needs it

i want to say he works in a bar close to the beach

because that way he is close to the water and is working in a cool, rowdy environment

he finds that relaxing don't judge

he loves summer, he can swim, drink, have fun, relax a bit

he hates the sun tho, his skin is super sensitive also he doesn't really want to get tan because it ruins his goth vibe

wierd grungy, indie, emo, punk, pop rock concerts look out goth boi is comin'

will wear his boots in the biggest heat. It's not great but he is stubborn.

Muriel

it depends on where he is cause i can totally see him wanting to work around animals

so it really depends on what environment he is in during summer

he is on a farm? he will work his ass off, feed all the animals, clean there living spaces everything

he is in a city? he is working in a zoo or an animal shelter. he is doing everything he can for those animals you can bet on it.

i would also love if he met Inanna because he works at the shelter? it just strike me 🤷🏻‍♀️

he genuinely doesn't really like summer because he sweats a lot and that's not fun but he enjoys the cold drinks

in the new update we learned he is willing to go to a festival so drag his ass to one and make him enjoy the summer!

Asra

he loves summer! the heat, the crop tops, the fancy colorful drinks, all the people he can meet and just being free and carefree

i don't know man, i can't see him doing any other thing then reading tarot

maybe in this au he is the apprentice at a shop, how bout that

or i might could see him working in one those really awesome stores that a) always smell like incense b) sell all kinds of really amazing stuff like colorful clothes, and bags and lil statues of Buddha (no xd) and dream catchers (gosh i love dream catchers) and c) looks freaking aesthetic

I don't know what these shops called in general but i always pass one in the mall when I'm there with my dad and i always wanna go in and he always complains about the smell

sooo i got a little distracted there oops

asra much like jules would love to spend his time at concerts, festivals etc but he enjoys sitting outside at night maybe at the beach sipping on some wine with nadia or just enjoying the summer night and sky alone.

Nadia

she likes summer

She can wear all her beautiful dresses (i mean she always wears beautiful clothes)

although she might not be in actual need of money cause her family is super supportive and everything she still wants to work

maybe something with fashion? or as an intern at a big company? Idk i think she might even try something like a waitress

she loves chilling with asra during summer like i mentioned above and i can totally see them at festivals n shit

i just really love her and Asra's friendship

drinkin a cool rosé on a hot summer night is her thing™

Portia

she always has a fan with her during the summer months because a) they're fancy b) it's so goddamn warm she needs it or she'll faint.

imagine her working in a botanical garden? i think this idea is so cute

or even at the same bar as Julian, that would also be fun. and chaotic.

she. loves. swimming.

or just floating in /on the water. It is so freaking relaxing and refreshing to her you can't even imagine.

she especially loves the summer nights because there is just something about chilling with friends on the beach, looking at starts with Peppi in her lap

Lucio

working for the summer? Pff no. Except that yas. because mama Morga is bout kick his ass if he keeps living up his family's money.

so ends up working in a beauty salon cause he figured he is good at make up, skin care and hair care so why not?

he ends uo loving it

if you wanna gossip you go to Lucio, he has all the gossip. he knows every little shit about everyone

*while doing someone's hair and makeup*"Uh gurl no, you can do better than him i heard he haf like 5 partners in the last two weeks and always dumped them after the first date. But you babe? You slaying queen!"

he doesn't like getting sweaty so he hates that about summer (but who doesn't)

but he loves partying. (as we know) so whenever he is off work he is in house party, a concert, a festival, you name it. as long as tge place has colorful cocktails that look good on his insta he is fine.

hope you like it ❤️

[dreambiome]

hi! just letting u know i love your writing sm! & if ur requests are still open can i request a kuroo x reader where the reader is convinced they can’t be together due to her being manager or another team, but kuroo knows its actually her abandonment/commitment issues and doesn’t let her get away 👉🏻👈🏻 i just want/need angst injected into my bones

❝YOU WERE GOOD TO ME❞

⤷ summary: you’re convinced you and kuroo can’t be together because you’re nekoma’s manager

pairing: kuroo x reader

warnings: angst if you squint, fluff

word count: 1.6k

a/n: i hope you liked it, its not exactly what i imagined but yknow- but thank you for requesting and thank you i really appreciate your support 🥺🥺 <3 

the echoes of the volleyballs bouncing around you fell deaf to your ears, the only indication of their presence was the vibrating wooden floor of the gym. your thoughts overpowered any other noise that surrounded you, so many thoughts in your head that you weren’t able to do the job you were assigned with three years ago.

managing the nekoma’s volleyball club was amazing, you loved the energy everyone brought and you love everyone- maybe you loved some more than others but they don’t need to know that, specifically kuroo. you knew he liked you, the countless attempts of flirting, light touches here and there and him walking you home from practice cause he wanted to make sure you were safe. as much as you liked him back you were scared, scared that you’d be left in the dust by him once he realized how insecure you were once it came to relationships. you knew he meant well but you just couldn't bring yourself to take him up on that offer of taking you to that new cafe that opened a few blocks away from the school.

a hand on your shoulder brought you out of your thoughts, the owner of the arm stared down at you, their golden eyes peering into yours with slight concern and annoyance. the white towel wrapped around their neck and a water bottle in their other hand.

“before you even say anything shut up.” you mumbled, causing kenma to shake his head and press his lips together, the blonde strips of hair stuck to his forehead from sweat. “i already know- i just. i can’t handle it, you know that.” the pudding haired boy nodded, his eyes moving to where his best friend stood across the gym, talking to lev and yaku, laughing.

the sound of his laugh made you close your eyes and take a deep breathe, standing up and grabbing the empty water bottles beside you on the bench, turning to look at kenma you sighed, “i’ll be back.” as you lifted the water bottles which you held tightly to your chest. as you were about to make it to the gym doors an arm slid in front of you, opening the door for you. you didn’t need to look to know who it was. you knew it was kuroo, the way his height towered over you and the way his cologne still lingered on his skin even after an hour's worth of practice.

“you looked like you might need some help,” he smirked, his other hand rubbing the towel he held against his neck. you muttered thanks as you walked out, him following you. the cool air refreshing against both of your skins, the gyms humid air had made your hair slightly frizzy and your face slightly sweaty.

“you know-” kuroo started, his body suddenly in front of you, stopping you from walking any further, unless you wanted to walk straight into his chest, which you debated on doing. “there's that new cafe that opened that i’ve been meaning to try, wanna be my taste tester partner?” his eyes looked down at you as he watched your face for a reaction.

you looked down at the water bottles in your hands, your heart beating rapidly was distracting you from getting the words out.

“kuroo... we can’t-”

kuroo cut you off with a sigh, “(y/n).” he grabbed your shoulder, his large hand pretty much covering your entire shoulder. “you think kenma doesn’t tell me what you guys talk about?”

you sighed, of course, kenma had told him. you weren’t as much surprised as you were annoyed- but you knew he meant well, just trying to help you.

kuroo squeezed your shoulder, your eyes meeting his, his eyes softening as he stared at you. “i’ve put up with you for three years babe, if i had gotten tired of you i wouldn't have recommended you as the team manager, or walk you home or yknow just be around you as much as i am.” he chuckled, watching as a small smile started to grow on your face but your eyes still held an indecisiveness look to them. he knew pretty much everything that had happened over the years that he’d been your friend, how whenever you’d lose someone you’d go quite longer than usual or how you’d zone out and think about what you could’ve done differently to have made them stay. he had paid attention to every little detail about you for the past three years, he knew you and about your abandonment issues, even if you didn’t think he did.

“(y/n), you gotta put a lil more faith in me, i ain't gonna leave you. i swear on that.”

you could feel your nose start tingling and your eyes start to blur, blinking the forming tears away but it only made them start to fall, leaving warm little streaks down your cheeks. kuroo moved the hand that was previously on your shoulder to your cheek, his thumb gently brushing the tears away, “hey hey hey don’t cry i-” your laugh cut him off, catching him by surprise.

“you’re too good to me, rou.”

he smiled at the nickname, him glad you’re not crying anymore despite some tears left on your lashes, clinging them together. “so are you just gonna stand here or are you gonna kiss me?” your eyes widened, another laugh escaped your mouth, “who said anything about kissing?”

“i did.” kuroo said, a smirk replacing his smile, his eyes back to shining with that mischievous gleam to them, the gleam that only made you like him even more.

you shook your head, laughing slightly as you moved away from him, going around him and walking towards where the water fountains were. the sound of his footsteps jogging after you made you smile, knowing he was right and that he would stick to his word of never leaving you.

it was silent between the two of you as you filled the water bottles, you handing them to kuroo when they’re filled, holding the full ones for you. his eyes never leaving your face, watching as you carefully put the lids back on the water bottles and handing them to him. his hand grabbing yours as he pulled you into him, the water bottles he was holding now on top of the water fountain. his big arms wrapping around you, his hands grabbing onto your arms, his chin rests on top of your head.

the sudden movement caused you to drop the empty water bottle, it making a small noise as it dropped and roll a little bit away. after realizing what was happening, you wrapped your arms around his waist, pressing your face into his shoulder.

the two of you stood like that for a few moments, kuroo swaying you both as he held you, before he pulled away, his hands on your shoulders as he looked down at you, a slight smirk on his face. “so how about that kiss?”

you laughed, shaking your head but smiling. you knew he wouldn’t hurt you or leave you deep down but you couldn’t help but think otherwise, but he was right, he’d been your friend for three years so far, never leaving you and abandoning you. he’d been there for you when everyone else left you behind, he always cared and thought about you, putting your guys’ friendship before anything else, always making sure you were comfortable and included.

“shut up,” you mumble, your hands moving from his waist to his neck, your hands slightly gripping his hair at the back of his neck. his eyes widening slightly, the smirk dropping from his face.

“i- thank you kuroo.” his eyebrows furrowed, his head tilting slightly to the left as he peered down at you. your eyes looking down at where the empty water bottle lay on the ground, hiding the growing blush on your face from him.

“for what?”

“for being there for me when no one else was i guess, you’ve always been there for me and i just- i don’t know, just thank you.” you turned back to look at him, a slight blush covering his face as he smiled at you.

“anything for you babe,” he said, his heart so hard he was sure you were able to feel it throughout his body. his head felt light as you stared up at him, the blush forming on your face only caused his to darken.

you smiled, gripping the strands of his hair with one while the other held onto the back of his neck. you froze for a minute as you stared at his eyes, your heart racing as you tried to move your hands to pull him closer to you.

“always needing my help don’t ya,” he laughed, earning a slight hair tug from you, eliciting a small groan from him. your eyes widened, sputtering out an apology, kuroo shook his head before pulling you in, his lips finally meeting yours after what seems like years of waiting- which it kinda was.

your heart seemed to stop and as you felt his warm lips touch yours, slowly you kissed back, closing your eyes and pulling him even closer to you as you gripped his hair. it seemed like an eternity before you both pulled away, breathing heavily as you stared at each other, a small smile on your face while kuroo held his famous shit-eating grin.

“so does that mean you’ll finally go on a date with me”

“shut up….but yes, i will.”

[bobbymckenzie]

Im 100% sure Bobby is the type to dance all the time to music and bust out his best moves, even though he can’t dance for shit. I really do feel like he’s absolutely horrible, but in a cute way. He has no sense of coordination whatsoever. I am a dancer, and I just KNOW he wouldn’t be able to pull it off. And he probably thinks he’s really good because everyone hypes him up while he’s doing it. But yeah....he’s a dancer, just not a good one

okay but like as much as i want to reject canon and say that he’s a good dancer......... the idea of dancing with bobby for the first time is just making me smile so even though you didn’t ask, im gonna add a lil snippet here! it’s kind of a reimagining of the ministry of music party if you throw in a little slow burn and warp canon a bit! sorry this took so long i just wanted to write a mini fic !

[using my mc sabrina because i’m attached to her] [roughly 1k words]

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“Come dance with me!” She grinned, beckoning him to join her. The bass was boosting, the upbeat melody blaring through the speakers, her voice barely reaching his ears.

He’d been relaxed, comfortably sipping the frozen margs he’d made at the kitchen island, watching the rest of the islanders twist, sway, and jump to the music. A few of them stopped to drink with Bobby, enough so that it wasn’t suspicious that he hadn’t stepped foot on the makeshift dance floor amidst the lawn.

Truth be told, he was running the drink station so he could avoid dancing. Why would he subject himself to embarrassment on national television? The thought of Jonno at home, recording Bobby’s awkward moves, whilst zooming in and giving commentary made him want to crawl in a hole.

Why was he cursed to be a social butterfly with the moves of newborn deer? 

It wasn’t easy to bring a flush to his cheeks, but dancing was the quickest way to choke him up. Or you could be Sabrina. And he just so happened to be looking both of those exceptions to the rule in the eye.

She strolled closer, noticing his slouched posture switch to rigidity in the blink of an eye. “What’s up, Bobby?”

He tried cracking a smile at her, his bottom lip quivering just slightly, and he hoped she didn’t notice. The camera men were following her, likely restraining themselves to zoom in on the sway of her hips, which he tried not to watch. She was naturally sultry, intoxicating, and it was getting harder and harder for him to shove his feelings down.

He trained his gaze on her creased brow, shaking his head. “Nothing, just finishing up my drink so I can clean up my duty station,” he gave her a salute.

“Aw, that can wait. Come on, I’ve been waiting all night to dance with you!” She grabbed his arm, tugging him to his feet softly.

She had? He thought, beaming internally. He’d been waiting all night to talk to her, but he was too afraid to get anywhere near the huddle of islanders, for fear of being pressured into dancing with them.

“Alright, alright, I’m going,” he laughed, setting his glass down, using it as an excuse to wipe his sweaty palms on his pants. “Condensation, heh. It’s like, why is my glass sweating? Why’re you so nervous?”

She snorted, her face contorting. Her laugh reverberated throughout her whole body like an earthquake, her whole body reacting alongside her gorgeous cackle. “That was so corny.”

“You loved it.”

She hooked her arm in his, pulling him towards the lawn. “I did. But I’m gonna love doing the robot with you even more.”

The music faded out, the bass boosted track transitioning smoothly into a sultry R&B song, and some of the group paired off into their respected couples, swaying softly, while the others took a break, heading back to the margarita station.

He wished he could bolt back behind the granite counter back into his element.

She faced him, walking backwards, a mischievous look in her eye. “You ever shake your ass to a slow jam before?”

He chuckled, reminded of why he liked her so much in the first place; it was rare to find a girl that could keep up with his banter, and Sabrina usually ran circles around him.

She fake shoved him away, and started doing an erratic robot, wildly out of place next to Hope and Noah’s intimate slow dance.

“God, Sabrina it’s like watching a car wreck in slow motion! Why?” He cackled, following her forearm rocking back and forth like a pendulum.

“Because the producers can’t play this music on the show anyways. Imagine how funny it’d be to us dancing like weirdos next to Hope and Noah with stock music in the background? C’mon, it’s the ultimate prank,” she said, switching to a roll of her arm that went through her body to the other arm.

It’s just a prank. Dancing badly adds to it, he reassured himself, taking a shaky breath.

He could swallow his pride and bury his nerves just long enough to enjoy a prank with her.

He started slow, just bumping his shoulders, an awkward smile on his lips.

“Hey, Captain B. Smooth has some moves!” She spun, her dress flaring around her.

He loosened up a bit at the sound of her laugh and her increasingly crazy movements, unlocking his knees so he could bounce along to the beat with her. 

She grabbed his hands, which were still clammy as hell, and tried to do some kind of swing dance with him, stepping left and right with a slight skip. He fumbled along, his muscles tense.

“Twirl me!” She yelled over the music, raising his arm above her head. She rotated, then clutched his arm around her, hugging him. Her lips nearly touched his cheek when she leaned into him, her forehead pressed against his temple, out of breath.

“You’re a great dancer, Bobby,” she huffed against his cheek, nearly a whisper. Maybe she’d noticed their proximity like he had.

“Nah, you’re just flattering me.”

“No, you’re exactly the kind of dancer I thought you’d be, and I love it,” she smiled softly, pulling away from him, searching his eyes.

“You... wanna actually slow dance this time? I don’t think the cameras are too interested in the margarita party over there,” he asked nervously.

She smirked, patting his cheek with her palm. “Let’s give them a show, babes.”

As he wrapped his arm around her waist, gripping her closer, her hips guiding his from side to side to the slow music, he was able to breathe properly for the first time in hours. He felt the cameras zooming in, either on their expressions, their arm placements, or his awkward movements, but he didn’t care.

Despite the massive amounts of pressure he’d just faced, a pearl of hope formed. If she could be the solace he sought amidst his anxieties, maybe it was worth it to face everything that scared him – if she was by his side.

[imnotwolverine]

The marriage pact - Birthday present

Henry Cavill x OC Alice - multi-chapter

< Part 24 | Part 25 Birthday present | Part 26 >

Disclaimer: Just cute fluff

Author’s note: I couldn’t make myself finish this story on a Monday, of all days, so I did write an epilogue that will be posted tomorrow. ❤️

Word count: 1.632

(Link to my Masterlist)

Dear readers,

Time flies when you’re having fun, and I’m bursting with joy right now. Quite literally actually, my belly so large that baking a birthday cake for my partner in crime was almost impossible. Almost. I managed. It is today the 5th of May and as he is out to the gym for his morning workout, I am working out to slap this house into a state of celebration. Cake, balloons, garlands, everything. The golden 40 should not go uncelebrated! Now, as time is running short since everything is taking a million times longer than I had initially anticipated, I will be off again now.

Your ever loving, MOM-TO-BE,

Ali

Breathe in, puff - puff - puffff out. Folded over on a kitchen chair, my hands wrapping nervously around my belly I tried to calm my breathing, the ghost of a contraction taking longer than it probably should. Was this it? Was this..

The front door opened and I heard an all familiar tipple tap of dog paws on the tile floor of the hallway, followed by squeaking sneakers as the front door was closed again. ‘Honey, I’m home!’ Henry called out, making me groan in silent frustration as the pain was just too bad to get up - or speak for that matter.

It took a minute or so before Henry finally found me, still on my chair in the kitchen, brows furrowed and face focused as I tried to steady my breathing. I wanted to cheer him a happy birthday, but all I could manage was a broken whine. Henry widened his eyes and quickly squatted down before me, his hands also folding over my belly in concern.

‘Hey..shh..it’s okay. Are..are you okay? Do I have to..? I can..’ The big bear of a man started to babble a string of words I could barely follow - that is what happens after months of poor sleep, nausea and aches everywhere. Blinking at him I nodded at a small puddle on the kitchen floor beneath the sink. ‘I think..pffff pfff pfff …I think my water broke.’ I swallowed. ‘Not sure though..I mean..I was..pfff..doing the dishes..and..’ I gave him an exasperated look - he had told me to just take it easy, sleep in a little if I could manage.

But of course I had been stubborn, simply refusing to let his birthday go uncelebrated.

Henry started to laugh, shaking his head. ‘Ali..’ He looked into my eyes. ‘..you..’ His smile reached both ears. ‘Me.’ I nodded, pouting. Slowly his eyes lowered down to my belly again, a careful thumb brushing over the cotton of my t-shirt. He was quiet for a moment, just brushing his thumb over my belly, my breath back to a calm, steady rhythm now. I could see those big wondering blues study every fibre of my shirt, of the way the babe in my belly responded ever so slightly to his touch.

It was a feisty baby bear, for sure.

And then his eyes started to sparkle. With tears, his lip shivering ever so slightly as he quickly looked back up at me. ‘Oh don’t cry please.’ I muttered, cupping his cheek. ‘Then you make me cry.’ I sniffled, already feeling the tears starting to roll down my cheek. We both sniffled back some tears, just sitting there in the kitchen, Kal hogging down some food after his large morning walk in the corner. The dishwasher buzzing.

This was it. This was it! Pack your bags everyone, we’re going on an adventure!

—

Exactly a minute to midnight it happened. FINALLY. I wasn’t even sure what to do with myself anymore. Nothing was comfortable, everything was frustrating and painful and I was so exhausted that I couldn’t even scold the heaven’s up above anymore, all sounds coming from my throat being animalistic growls. But it was all so very worth it, I swear. Because there’s only a few moments in life that truly etch themselves in the fibre of your being for eternity.

One of them being Henry bawling his eyes out as he held his newborn baby boy in his arms for the first time. The large papa bear looking all kinds of disheveled and exhausted, I couldn’t help but think it was his best look yet. His smile so wide it nearly tore his face in half, his watery eyes sparkling with true joy, his large hand tracing the features of a very small, but already very bubbly boy.

Sam.

Because everyone needs a Sam. Sams are the best friends, the most loyal of all, and this little Sam sure would make for a great protagonist, already tugging at his fathers hand with strong little fingers.

Henry laughed, another tear dripping down his face, his index finger being clutched by mighty baby paws.

‘He’s already as strong as you.’ I smiled, looking at the two from the sweaty mess of my hospital bed. Not that I cared. Not that anything mattered. This was perfect. Henry looked up and smiled at me. ‘No, he is as strong as his mother.’ He corrected.

I raised an eyebrow. ‘Meaning..?’ Henry chuckled and leaned in, carefully laying the babe back on my chest, my whole body firing up with happy little sparks. ‘He’s already MUCH stronger than I could ever be.’ Henry pressed a careful kiss on my forehead as I looked down at the small human laying there. My little human. Perfect, just per-fect, in every way.

—

‘I wonder what he’s dreaming of.’ I said quietly, leaning into Henry’s chest, the tv playing some movie but neither one of us truly paying attention. We both just couldn’t stop gawking at the little human that was safely snuggled away on my chest, sleeping. Henry pressed a kiss on my temple and hummed. ‘You, most probably.’ He sniffled and I poked him gently in his rib. ‘Hennn..’ I shookmy head in disagreement. ‘What? I don’t blame him.’ He chuckled. ‘Ugh..you’re such a sap.’ I rolled my eyes.

‘Please allow me.’ He murmured, pressing another kiss, this time on my cheek. ‘Very well then.’ I laughed, turning my head to kiss him on the lips. It was a sweet, tender kiss. Almost a bit too careful on his side. But that was Henry, the new dad. Everything was done with utmost care and tenderness. Too soon he broke away from the kiss again, his eyes locking deep with mine. ‘There’s one more thing..’

I raised my eyebrows, seeing him slip off the couch, his hands reaching for my free left hand as he settled on one knee, a tiny velvet box being conjured from his sweater pocket.

Oh. OH!  

I watched him wide-eyed as the following words slipped with a smile of his tongue; ‘Would you please, please allow me to marry you now, Ali? Dearest, dearest..’ - I started to laugh aloud, making Henry frown slightly, his words dying on his tongue and little Sam muttering some quiet protest as I jumbled him with my laughter.

I quickly calmed down and took a settling deep breath, before managing: ‘Oh..sorry. I mean..uh..gosh..I got you a present actually. Could you..could you fetch it? It’s in my bedside table.’ Henry frowned even more, then looked at the door to the hallway. ‘Please..’ I begged him, biting my lip with mirth.

‘Now?’ 

‘Now, Henry.’ 

Giving me another suspicious look, Henry quickly moved to fetch the present from my bedside table, his face having turned to equal mirth when he returned downstairs.

Another velvet box in his hand. My ring to him.

We both started chuckling.

‘Sorry..it didn’t go quite as planned.’ I giggled, making him shake his head in disbelief, his feet carrying him back to his initial spot before me on the couch. And once again he settled down on one knee, reaching for my left hand, which I gladly offered.

‘Ali. For real though this time.’ He raised a teasing eyebrow. I giggled. ‘Third time’s a charm.’ - ‘Would you please, finally, marry me?’

Smiling giddily I nodded, muttering a barely discernible yes from my laughing lips. ‘Yes..yes.. yes!’

Henry smiled, then carefully placed the ring on my finger - not entirely easy as I was still sporting quite sausagy fingers from my pregnancy. Both giggling, he finally managed to squeeze it onto my finger, after which I picked up my box, reaching out for his left hand and taking it in my left hand as my right hand was still occupied with a sweetly sleeping baby.

‘Dear Henry. Did you know that after we drafted that darn Marriage Pact, I made a copy? Just to make sure I wouldn’t accidentally lose you if we lost that pact?’ I clicked open the box and a folded sheet of paper was in there. Henry blinked and unfolded it. And indeed, it was a perfect greyed-out, slightly faded copy of the pact.

Our pact.

Beneath it a ring. He huffed with amusement and I continued: ’I didn’t want to lose you then. But I most DEFINITELY don’t want to lose you now.’ I reached out to cup his cheek, his beard hair growing out after a few days of not shaving, his eyes looking back into mine. ‘Dearest, sweetest, bestest of friends. My Henry. Would YOU marry me, please?’

Henry’s eyes glittered as he looked up at me, his lips quivering ever so slightly as he started to nod. ‘Ye-yes. Yes please. Yes finally. Oh gods.’ He quickly sat back onto the couch and pulled me in a not-so-careful hug, his lips pressing a number of kisses on my face.

‘YES for the love of God!’ He exclaimed, then finalized our promise by pressing one proper, solid kiss on my lips.

And thus, the Pact was consumed, gratified. He was mine..and I was his.

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Séance

@babes-week

She wasn’t anything like him. That’s what Lydia told herself both at the start and end of these rendezvous. See, their motivations were different‒ and at least Lydia wasn’t a total liar. She could communicate with the otherside… whether or not she was actually communicating with Great-Great Grandpappy Jessie? That was the question, wasn’t it. “Join hands,” came a grave whisper from beneath the dark figure at the head of the table’s veil, a multitude of candles lighting the way for her to watch for any activity. Sometimes things happened. Sometimes not. It didn’t really matter. Lydia got paid at the end either way, and college was so expensive. 

“We have gathered here on this night at the witching hour to call upon Jessie Gardener.” Intent was now cast. As per the arrangement, Lydia kept a list of questions the loved ones wished to ask on a sheet of paper in front of her. A crystal ball was her medium for divination. Currently, every pair of eyes in the room was cast on it, all except Lydia. She knew to check the environment first. When nothing happened signifying any kind of change, she continued. “Are you here with us, Jessie? Your nephews are at odds and hoping you can answer some of their questions.” “I’s s’posed to get the part o’ yer land with with the fence n’ the waterin’ hole n’ this greedy sumbitch cain’t keep his got-danged hands to ‘imself!” “You shut yer mouth, Phillip, Grandpappy always liked me better n’ everyone knows it! He wanted me to have that land!” “Quiet.” Though Lydia doubted greatly that poor Grandpappy Jessie had any interest in settling the petty grievances of his ungrateful legacy, she at least demanded the proper decorum from her customers. “He’s dead. He has better things to do than this. If you want him to show, you have to be patient.” The brothers and their wives grumbled, glancing shiftily at each other. This wasn’t going well. Nothing was happening, and this didn’t seem to Lydia like the type of clientele that would take “sorry, try again, and by the way that’ll be one hundred dollars even” as an answer. 

“Jessie Gardener,” Lydia implored again, somewhat more desperately this time. The brothers’ agitation with their deceased grandfather seemed to have easily shifted onto her. “Please… if you are here… your nephews would like to talk to you… Please.” Again, nothing happened. Lydia’s heart pounded. Kicking herself for not having thought to bring backup‒ she rarely conducted these craigslist seances, and only when she was really desperate for cash‒  she began to calculate how much she would have to leave behind in order to make a run for it to the car if things started to look nasty. 

“He ain’t showin’, Phil,” one cousin whispered to the other. “I know, Paul.” Not good. Not good at all. Please, Lydia mouthed one more time, each of her palms sweaty in a random redneck’s. Third time’s the charm. All the windows in the room shot open at once. Thunder cracked across the sky, and the crystal ball at the center of the table began to glow electric green. Now, Lydia’s heart pounded for a different reason. No, no no no no. “I’m heeeeerrreeeeee…..” A gritty shriek cackled out from the glowing orb to the delight of the entire table‒ sans the medium. “Break hands!” She ordered, yanking herself out of the circle in an attempt to remove whatever force the poltergeist was using through her, but it was too late. She had already unwittingly acted as a conduit for his abundance of chaotic energy. “It’s not Jessie! It’s something else! Don’t!” The entire table was a-buzz, all except Lydia who lingered by the exit to make sure these people weren’t in danger. She called this entity here, after all, and it was her responsibility to see him out. The endless questions about inheritance and property and “who did ya like best?” were cut off by another gale of horrifically familiar laughter‒ to Lydia. These people shouldn’t have recognized this voice whatsoever, but people saw what they wanted to see when it came to spirits.   “You think I LIKED any o’ you sheep-fuckin’ cousin-kissin’ rat bastards?! I couldn’t WAIT to kick the bucket! Lemme tell ya, kids, yer Aunt Bessie hasn’t aged a day, I mean godDAMN I thought she was a looker when we was playin’ Doctor as kids, but a couple decades under the dirty did that saggy ass some GOOD!” With a scoff and eyeroll, Lydia facepalmed while poor dead Jessie’s relatives reacted in horror at the filth spewing from the crystal ball. She tried to tell them. If they wanted to believe this was Grandpappy, it was their funeral. 

Well. It looked like Betelgeuse probably didn’t have anything homicidal in mind. As long as no one said his name, it was probably safe to just slip out the front door while they were all distracted… Slam! No such luck. “Where d’ya think yer goin’, lil Lady? I don’t think you’ve been paid properly for services rendered...”

There was a stiff silence, the relatives staring at Lydia and Lydia staring back, no one quite sure what the other was supposed to do here. “... well?” “O ‘Course!” “You got it, grandpappy!” Scrambling, the cousins left and returned quickly with handfuls of crumpled bills for the petite girl, the sum adding up to much, much more than Lydia originally requested. That was unexpected. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, Lydia considered the money quietly before tucking it away and leveling a thoughtful look at the crystal ball. The door behind her clicked and the message was clear. She was free to go, money in hand, and all he wanted was have a little fun uninterrupted with these hicks. Seemed fair. “Thanks,” she grinned cheekily on her way out, not speaking to the cousins. “Anytime…” Was the last she heard before shutting the door, the echo of screams that followed doing nothing to kill the million dollar smile she wore on the walk back to her car. 

[pocmuzings]

💘 + hana & suraj 😌

wipes sweaty shaking hands . .. . .

where they first met and how : at school ! not entirely sure on grade . . but definitely like . .  middle school . . fresh high school ? hana had just moved , and she saw suraj was in her class and o wow she was smitten she thought he was BEAUTIFUL

how long their ‘flirting’ phase was before feelings got involved : their actual FLIRTING flirting stage was mainly just hana shamelessly hitting on him and staring at his ass . . so what . i think that lasted.. like a year and a half ? before she chilled out a little , and stopped just idolising him and began actually TALKING to him . and then it was still a lil flirty but it was actually like ‘ oh . . oh this guy has thoughts and is smart and thoughtful and sweet and not just a Hottie with a Body . . ‘ 

who fell for who first ( if applicable ): i think hana fell hard initially but it was legit just infatuation and her thinking he was hot . . i think from there . . they both kinda fell for each other ? once they started getting to know each other and working on school projects together . hana figured by then that he was way out of her league , so she’d kinda just given up and was happy just be Friends ? so she never even CONSIDERED suraj might like her too . 

where their first date was and what it was like : oH THIS ??? IM NOT ?? IM NOT SURE ? i feel like when suraj first got his license he probably picked her up and took her out somewhere , and brought her flowers he’d nervously ripped out of his neighbours yard . . and like . he tried to take her to a nice dinner but maybe his car stalled ? she spilled something on her nice skirt ?? it was a disaster lowkey , and ended with them in a carpark of a 7 / 11 sharing a bag of skittles and holding hands probably and it was . . an amazing date . hana didn’t even care that everything ‘ technically ‘ went wrong . 

who asks who out and how ( with a sign? spelled out on a cake? just a simple ‘will you go out with me’? ): AHHH THIS IS HARD TO ANSWER ?? because there was a lot of dancing around it . a lot of uncertainty and jealousy and saying ‘ ha ha we’re just friends ‘ . i truly  don’t know who would have . . made the Move finally and asked out who and how ? i feel like it could have been suraj , but hana misunderstood and thought it was a Friendship thing , too . 

who proposes first: OH IT WAS SURAJ AND WE ALL KNOW IT  . i feel like hana maybe murmured it one night , them half asleep , her face smushed into his neck , like ‘ i wanna marry you ‘ , but it was suraj who literally had the Plan and the idea and the whole set up and he asked her and hana was both surprised and not surprised and SO HAPPY

if they keep / kept their relationship secret or let everyone know right away : they didn’t really , in fact if anything they kept their relationship secret to EACH OTHER . like everyone else kinda knew they were into each other but they were both like . . ha ha . . nah . 

where the proposal happens and how ( kiss cam at a baseball game? on a hillside surrounded by ducks? at a disney park? ) : god u guys are really testing me today . . umm i feel like it was on new years and it was a little cliche , and hana and suraj were hosting a lil drinks together and had dinner with her parents beforehand and yeah . . ok . . suraj definitely did the thing with the Ring in the Glass , and him on his knee just as the fireworks went off . hana probably was laughing and crying and pulled out a ring SHE had for SURAJ in her purse and they’re both dumb idiots in love !

if they adopt any pets together : hana would adopt 2000958489 pets if she could , and suraj rlly has to put his foot down or he’ll come home to so many . luckily , most of their lives they’ve lived in apartments so having pets hasnt been a super high possibility . also . . hana is quite careless and has k*lled many , many of their goldfish . . 

who’s more dominant : hana is more outwardly dominant but only because she’s SO loud and outspoken and talk talk talk talk TALKS . but suraj is quietly dominant ? like he’s the one who’ll put his hand out and immediately Everyone Respects and Listens and Shuts The Hell Up . he can command a room very easily if he wanted to . as for s*XUALLY . . hana LOVES when suraj gets a lil . . u know . . commanding in the bedroom . but she is usually the one who initiates it , and then he will hesitate but get iNTO IT. 

where their first kiss was and what it was like: their first kiss was prom ! they both came with other dates and were acting like they weren’t jealous . hana’s date was a dick the whole night so she bailed , suraj’s date left early to go to some party . . it was them two in a carpark lowkey bickering and then . . oh the kiss just Happened !

if they have any matching couples stuff ( mugs? sweaters? pillowcases? ): OH HANA GETS THEM EVERYTHING . they have mr & mrs everything . she got them his & her towels . . ‘ HANAS BOYFRIEND ‘ as a mug to suraj ( for him to take to work so no Woman talks to him dfkjnfnk ) . they also definitely have 3000 matching halloween costumes , and ugly christmas sweaters . 

how into pda they are : neither of them are actually super super pda-y besides a kiss goodbye / hello , and a hand hold . if they’re a little drunk or tipsy , hana definitely snuggles on in and just Holds him the entire night and presses kisses to his neck because she’s Addicted to him . 

who holds the umbrella when it rains : SURAJ LOOK AT HOW TALL HE IS . and he just does it silently . . he takes it and holds it , and ensures hana doesn’t stumble into her 3000th puddle , or accidentally hit someone with the umbrella ( when she holds the umbrella , she always smacks suraj in the face and doesnt even notice dkjnjnfkfn ) 

where their usual ‘date spot’ is ( if applicable ) : i don’t know if they have one atm ? it was their rooftop for a while probably , in their old apartment complex ? thatd be date night usually . currently ..  they’re pretty happy just having dinner together every night in their house in general ? 

who’s more protective: hana is definitely protective because she doesn’t like the way suraj’s family treats him , mainly . like he’s not a PUSHOVER per se , but he isn’t very confrontational and ppl sometimes take advantage of that , and around his family she KNOWS they hurt his feelings and she really really doesn’t like that  

how long it is before they sleep together ( can be as in ‘had sex’ or as in ‘shared a bed’ ): platonically , they share a bed a bunch of times before they become ‘ them ‘ . hana’s parents let suraj stay over literally whenever , and they have a Knowing look in their eyes and would tease them about ‘ leaving the door open ‘ ( and hana would groan very loudly whilst suraj would stammer out a ‘ no - i - never . . ) . the first time they had sex was also in hana’s bed lets be honest . it was careful and gentle and both of them laughing nervously and moving slowly and taking Care of each other . 

if they argue about anything : they don’t really argue with each other until they moved to mystic and things got Strained slightly . hana started acting quite obviously distant and it started stressing suraj out . other than that . . they argued maybe once or twice about surajs brother ? it was never anything TOO serious but it was a little bickering about how hana didn’t trust him and wished suraj didn’t hold out hope for him , and suraj defending himself and his brother . it’s never been anything too ugly ?? 

who leaves more marks ( lipstick, hickeys, scratchmarks etc. ) : hana . she leaves hickies on suraj any damn day . she also definitely comes to his office and will put on a fresh coat of lipstick and kiss him stupid ( and hand him her panties before stepping out ) because she just LIKES seeing him all flustered . plus she . . maybe likes that people KNOW that its HER with suraj . 

who steals whose clothes and how often : oh we know hana wears his clothes constantly . she loves them . they smell like him . she wears them as pyjamas , or sometimes as a lazy sunday brunch look . he’ll be like ‘ babe did you see my ralph lauren button up - oh “  and there she is on the kitchen bench swinging her legs , grinning at him . 

how they cuddle ( spooning? facing each other? ) : they definitely swap ‘ big spoon / little spoon ‘ positions a lot . or they sleep holding hands , on different sides of the bed , but always touching in some way . 

what their favourite nonsexual activity is  : honestly . . just being around each other dfjkfnfn i know thats so cheesy but its true they love each other so much. their ABSOLUTE favourite thing to do is literally just talk about their days ? or like . cook for each other in the kitchen , or share music together , i feel ? just smth where they can be in their Space but not necessarily have to fill it with anything

how long they stay mad at each other : NOT LONG AT ALL !! barely anytime at all ! except . .One Time in the future when they have a huge blow out and theyre both utterly miserable , but all other small indifferences and ‘ arguments ‘ literally last an hour max . hana just can’t be mad at suraj bc he’s SO sweet and lovely and understanding she just . . always crawls back and knows shes the one being unreasonable 9  / 10 times . 

what their usual coffee / tea orders are : hana always gets a ridiculously bright, overly sugary, coloured drink , or always tries something new ( trying to make her way through the menu ) . i feel like suraj is either more of a long black , or cappuccino guy , or a tea drinker ? 

if they ever have any children together : oh ho ho . .   THIS . .  .woweee . . no, they do not ! not yet . . i want to say ? ?  mayhaps . . 

if they have any special pet names for each other : ‘  babe ‘ ‘ baby ‘ ‘ sweetie ‘ . hana calls suraj ‘ su ‘ sometimes ? 

if they ever split up and / or get back together : they . . split up exactly ONCE . and they get back together because they literally can’t live without each other. the split up isn’t anybodys fault per se , either . its that hana has suddenly a lot of trauma and memories resurface and she doesnt know how to deal with it , and suraj tries to help and it TERRIFIES her and causes this distance and rift between them and then she just thinks maybe he’d be better off without her , so she gives him back the ring and cue them both being utterly MISERABLE . they find their way back together though . they always do . 

what their shared living space is like ( messy? clean? what kind of decor? ) : despite hana being very messy and all over the place , their living space is quite minimalist and clean . hana’s work space is an explosion of materials and colour swatches and scrapbooks , but the house as a whole is neat and tidy and i feel we mainly have suraj to thank for that 

what their first christmas / hanukkah / etc as a couple was like : they spent half the day at hana’s parents , and half the day at suraj’s , then spent the evening / night together . they mainly enjoyed coming back home to each other tbh ? suraj’s family is . . Difficult , and hana tries not to stay around them for too long bc she sees them Drain suraj . 

what their names are in each other’s phones: hana’s name for suraj is probably  ‘ BABY 💕🥰💕🥰💕🥰💕🥰💕 ‘ she probably renamed herself in suraj’s phone too , to like . . ‘ LOVE OF MY LIFE ‘ and he never changed it back dfkjfnkfn 

if they have any ‘couple traditions’ ( buying a new mug for their collection every year? baking every friday evening? ) : their tradition is usually having dinner together every night ? no matter who cooks or what they buy . or even if hana is working late on wedding stuff , suraj will come sit with her and bring her her dinner still . they also send each other Silly Goofy selfies every now and then , just randomly throughout the day 

who falls asleep first and who wakes up first : it really depends on the day ! during the week i think suraj usually falls asleep first ? and hana just rakes her fingers through his hair , because she usually works late and stuff , and tbh she loves when suraj is asleep bc hes a big golden retriever cuddled up to her . but everytime they watch a movie together , hana definitely falls asleep first and misses EVERYTHING  . as for waking up first , i feel like this must be suraj ? because hana loves sleep and also she doesnt sleep very WELL and sometimes has nightmares . 

who’s the big spoon / little spoon : they honestly take turns ok , there i said it . 

who hogs the bathroom : hana literally for every event . she loves makeup so much . she’ll be doing it for two hours , suraj sitting on the bed fully dressed being like ‘  baby i’m not pressuring u but uh . . we’re half an hour late to our own wedding dinner rehearsal ‘ dfkjndfnjk

who kills the spiders / takes them outside : THEY’RE BOTH DECENT AT THIS ? they both take the spiders outside . if its a particularly big one or scary one . . it goes to suraj though . hana PREFERS if suraj does it , but if he’s not around she’ll try her Best . 

[1-800-seo]

domestic dad!kook

hi everyone I thought I’d post my crap here so here is my domestic dad!kook Drabble list thing?

involves: pregnancy, established relationship/marriage, kissing, hickies?, general tomfoolery, nothing major, dad!jungkook,

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* those damned blue lines

* you thought you wouldn’t see them so soon

* after all you had only been married eighteen months

* old relatives have been asking since day 1 when they’re gonna he seeing some lil jeons running around smh aunty karen

* you wondered how he would react

* he’d never shown any adverse reaction to children before but he was practically still a child himself

* the spiderman onesie you washed yesterday attests to that

* you decided to tell him at dinner

* he’d just had his first bite of tagliatelle when you accidentally blurted it out

* “IM PREGNANT”

* “what?” he replied snapping his head up with wide doe eyes

* “I-I found out this morning...I’m definitely pregnant. I know it’s soon, but we can make this work.”

* “What’re you on about? This is amazing baby, I finally get to be a dad!”

* “So you want this?”

* “Definitely, I’ve always imagined a family with you, it was just a matter of time. I’m so happy though baby, over the moon.”

* The smile on his face was beaming and the twinkle in his eye sparkled, he looked the epitome of happiness

* “I’m glad you want this then, it’ll be a wild ride but I’m glad it’s with you.”

* you reach out and squeeze his hand, as a fat tear of joy rolls down your cheek

* “I’m glad too, I know we’re young but it feels so right, so right with you.”

* he looks down, a tear dripping onto the table

* he wipes a few more and giggles

* “Tbh im surprised this didn’t happen earlier considering we go at it like rabbits”

* “KOOK” you cant help but laugh

* He is right lol

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One month 🍼

* “Where is my wife and my spawn~~~~~~”

* Jeongguk loudly sang as he burst thru the front door, arriving home from work

* “Wym spawn???“ You say as he pulls you into a bear hug and flops both of you on the couch

* “You know,, spawn, this baby, it’s my spawn hence why I’m calling it spawn like the superhero,, duh”

* he drops his hands down to your stomach and rest them their, flat palmed

* bowing his head so he is closer he says

* “I can’t wait to meet you Spawnie”

* Immediately you burst into a fit of laughter at the outrageous name

* “we CANNOT nickname our baby SPAWN, JEONGGUK”

* “Why not I think it’s well cool”

* he calmly replies proud smirk on his face

* “Is Spawn even a good guy?”

* “ummm”

* “wym ummm??”

* “well he’s kind of ambiguous in the comics”

* “OH GREAT WE HAVE A BABY NAMED SPAWN THAT IS OF AMBIGUOUS MORALITY”

* at that comment you both fell about laughing, your sides beginning to hurt at it all

* and that was how your unborn baby was nicknamed Spawn

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Three Months 🍼

* “I can’t push the trolley, I’m pregnant”

* you said matter of factly

* “oh you’re just being lazy,, I mean I’m not saying I won’t push the trolley, but you’re really pushing the boat out, baby”

* “hehehe my plan worked, you fool, you may have suspected me, however you still fell right into my trap muhahahaha”

* you dramatically laugh and put your hands on your hips like a comical villain

* so anyways you skrt skrt around the shop

* and right next to the book section is you know what

* the BABY SECTION

* so far you actually haven’t looked their yet because you don’t know the gender

* but curiosity brings you snooping in the aisles

* Jeongguk returns from the bakery section, carrying croissants and hair swept into a messy top knot

* you stare at the many many many racks of children’s clothes

* tiny baby booties

* hats that kook could only fit on his fist

* so so smol baby-grows

* “ngl I’m kinda overwhelmed”

* “how come?”

* he puts his hands round your waist and rests his head on your shoulders

* big soft comfy back hug

* “idk it’s a lot of responsibility, right? I can’t even begin to think about names never mind washing, clothing, feeding this tiny human being when it arrives”

* “baby, you have nothing to worry about, and I am positive you’re going to be the best most caring mother ever, and I have full trust in that.”

* He places a soft chaste kiss on the top of your head

* “thank you for always supporting me ggukie”

* “It’s my pleasure; we’re going to have the best baby ever, aren’t we Spawnie”

* You roll your eyes and kiss his cheek

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Four Months 🍼

* you were sat on the couch in your small apartment, small but sufficient

* Jungkook was painting the spare room and deconstructing old furniture you were selling on eBay

* You’re job was to arrange the business dealings and to look for new kid-appropriate furniture to reoccupy the spaces now blank

* It was fine by you

* saves you from getting up off the couch and getting all sweaty

* after a good few hours JK came out from the room, sweat on his brow and hungry

* hungry for something else tho 👀

* he stalks over to where you are sitting and kneels on the floor in front of your knees

* he rests his head on your lap, arms folded underneath it

* his eyes were dark, full of want

* “How’s it going baby? You tired?”

* “hmmm”

* he just stares back

* brows slightly furrowed

* soon enough he was peppering your face in warm kisses

* he flipped you over and sat you on his lap, hands resting on your waist

* his lips latched onto your neck and he sucked a flourish of purple and blue flowers under your jaw

* his lips were warm and supple on your skin

* it sent a shiver down your spine and goosebumps to your skin

* you found the hem of his black T-shirt and slid your hands under the fray

* you’re hands met the toned muscle of his stomach and the soft honey skin

* “looks like I can’t knock you up since someone already has, oh well, more fun for me”

* his hands fiddled with the fabric of your top

* you obliged and pulled it over your head

* you were met with his mouth hungrily crashing into yours as he searched for more and soon enough you were underneath him

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Six Months 🍼

* your belly was fairly noticeable by now and you couldn’t avoid the fact that you were pregnant

* people were starting to let you sit instead of them in public places

* you were getting more and more randos asking to touch your belly as well which wasn’t the greatest

* JK is always in protective dad mode™️ when this happens

* he’s ready to protect his babies

* one time when a sketchy looking old man asked to touch your belly JK immediately stood in between you and the guy

* he puffed out his chest and was hella macho

* Alpha Jungkook arises hehe

* ever since then he was more aware that people would be looking at you and more interested in you in general

* anyways

* he’s hella excited to be a dad

* his excitement is so pure and genuine it’s so sweet

* it’s like every day he gets more excited and you think by the full 9 months he’ll just be so excited he’ll be vibrating like a washing machine lol

* every night he kisses you and your baby good night

* “Night night baby jeon spawnie”

* without fail it makes you giggle

* his lil nose always brushes against your skin when he says it and it’s ticklish and comforting

* you can’t wait to meet your baby to see which of you they look like and in what ways

* will they have your double lidded eyes or his unique nose

* will they have his bunny teeth or your short stature

* either way they’ll be the most loved being in this world

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Seven Months 🍼

* it was time for the long awaited gender reveal

* you and him had decided that you would go alone to the appointment since he had work and then you would surprise Ggukie when he gets back

* you decided the way you would tell him was by dressing in either blue or pink

* you know you know,, not really breaking gender stereotypes, but it gets the idea over

* so that’s what you do

* you wear you’re best maternity day dress and do your makeup all güd

* it’s 5:30pm and he’s so excited to know

* he barges thru the door and basically and sprints to you

* he’s met with a baby blue clad wife, her hair adorned with a periwinkle ribbon

* immediately he knows and swoops you up into a bear hug

* “Jungkook? We’re going to have a little baby boy!”

* “I’m so happy! I feel like I’ve drank five red bulls,, we’re going to have a boy”

* When you pull away from the hug his cheeks have tears dripping down them and his eyes are wet

* “aww baby why’re you crying?”

* “because I’m just so happy, I can’t wait to see him, he’s going to be perfect, we’ll all be perfect”

* “you’re right kook, we’ll be perfect”

* “You don’t know how much I love you, you know?”

* that was when you started crying tears of happiness too

* youd remember this moment forever

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Eight Months 🍼

* “I think it’s time to think of some actual names”

* “yeahhh people at work keep thinking I’m actually calling the baby Spawnie and then I keep having to explain why it’s called Spawn and i don’t particularly like explaining that Spawn is a play on sperm and that’s my sperm”

* “What goes ON at your work”

* “you don’t even wanna know babygirl”

* “ummm so I was thinking, something familial, i don’t want a western name tho so that rules out my side,, unless you want to call him Barry”

* “uhh no thanks babes”

* “yeahh they’d sound like the flash lol”

* “I don’t want none of that DC propaganda in my household thanks”

* “tru tru”

* “so what about your side of family? Can you think of any family who have named you like?”

* “What about Junseok? My great uncle is called Junseok and I think that’s cool, also it kinda looks like a combination of Namjoon-hyung and Jin-hyung’s names.”

* “Wow they’d love that, that’s a good idea actually.”

* “Jeon Junseok, has a good ring to it”

* “I agree”

* “It’s settled then until further notice”

* “It seems it is Mr Jeon”

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First Week Home 🍼

* The moment Junseok was in his little sunset coloured crib you burst into tears of relief

* you’d obviously been stressing post birth about the intricacies and once you’d got him home and settled it was like a weight of your shoulders

* he was home

* he was safe

* and you were both over the moon

* he had the smallest nose and the biggest doe eyes

* his dark hair swept across his delicate skin on his forehead

* you just knew he’d be the spitting image of his dad

* each following day with Junseok was amazing

* he was good for you

* slept so well

* settled into routine easily

* it’s as if you never had to worry

* and Jungkook was a life saver

* he was such an attentive father and husband

* always caring for you and Junseok

* every morning he’d bring you up a cup of herbal tea and bowl of granola

* and go check on the baby and if he’s awake change and feed him

* his paternity leave was a blessing

* it meant you actually got a lie in instead of Junseok waking you up

* “I can do the baby this morning, it’s ok”

* you say sitting up in bed

* “no no I’ll do it I’m used to getting up at this time for work anyway”

* “but you’ve been doing it all this week I feel bad”

* “Baby, rest, I want to do this, you deserve a rest after carrying the baby for nine months, I’m sure I can take care of him for a few mornings”

* then he gave u a sweet kiss and left to see his baby boy

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Eighteen Months 🍼

* you pulled on Junseok’s tiny yellow wellies as Jungkook put on his coat

* “where are we going seokie?”

* “P-p-p” Junseok tried his best to get out the letters

* “Yayyy we’re going to the park”

* “Me and your mum are going to meet uncle Jimin too, and you know what that means? You’re going to get spoileddd”

* “V tru, but why does he always spoil him? I mean it’s not a problem he gets free things and stuff, but do you reckon he’s compensating for something?”

* “Yeah as nice as it is I think he might be compensating for not being around as often as he’d like to, solo career going strong as all, you know how he loves kids, in his head he probably thinks he’s an absent uncle but in reality he’s ever present just away for an odd weekend, which is normal”

* “yeah I get that”

* “But it’ll be nice to see him anyway, we can ask him about his new single”

* “Oh I’ve heard that it’s pretty good”

* Junseok pulled at the hem of your coat, indicating he wants to leave

* So off you went

* the day was filled with jumping in muddy puddles and Jimin nearly falling in said puddles

* Junseok got all dirty so you had to go find a bathroom to clean him up at

* hence why you ended up at an ice cream parlour in winter

* despite the cold weather you enjoyed the ice cream nonetheless

* JK teases Jimin a few times because apparently Jimin’s white blond hair was vanilla ice cream and his was chocolate

* Jimin insisted his was bingsu however JK refused

* Junseok had a great time fluffing up uncle Jimin’s hair after that

* and so the day drew to an end

* you headed home

* Seokie sleeping in the car all the way there

* you gently took him into the house and the pair of you collapsed on the couch and immediately fell asleep

* it was the cutest thing

* and when you woke up you saw your two boys asleep so soundly

* and you thought to yourself how content with your life you were

* how lucky you were

* how much you love those boys

* and you’d do anything for them

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The End hehehe :)

[bnhabadass]

Standing on the Edge of the World: A Bakugo Fan Fiction - part 1

(A/n): I hope you guys enjoy part 1 of this multi-chapter fanfic

Pairing: Bakugo x reader Warnings: Swearing, angst, usage of drugs and alcohol

“Eviction notice!?” Your friends were crowding around you as you clutched the envelope with sweaty palms. You were backed up against the arm of the sofa, cowering in fetal position.

“How is that even possible?” Iida asked. He and Midoriya came home later that day. You waited until everyone was back to break the news. You were being kicked out of the housing the school provided. You had a rough idea as to why. The letter you received stated it was due to financial corruption.

“I think it’s because of my grandfather,” you said with a cautious tone in your voice. “He’s on the board of trustees in the school and he’s the only reason I’m enrolled here to begin with.” Your friends knew that already, but what came next was a surprise to them. “A couple days ago he had a pretty nasty fall and he’s in the hospital right now. The doctors said he’d be alright, but I guess because of that my room and board payments are frozen for the time being.”

“(Y/n) why didn’t you tell us?” Uraraka sat next to you and placed a comforting hand on your knee.

“I’ve been going to the hospital to visit him and he’s doing better. I didn’t want to worry you guys.” You played with the corner of the envelope, sticking it under your finger nail and pulling it away to reveal some of the dirt that was trapped underneath.

“You don’t have to worry about that!” Midoriya threw his arms over you, giving you a tight hug. “We’ll always be here for you when you need it. You know that, right?”

You nodded and gave a half-hearted smile. There was too much on your mind right now. You couldn’t even think about the pile of homework weighing down on you. “Thank you,” you said.

“If it’s financial trouble I’m sure my family wouldn’t mind helping you out until your grandfather’s assets are no longer frozen.” Iida smiled at his own idea.

You shouldn’t have been surprised. His family was rich after all. “That’s alright, Iida. Thank you, but I don’t want to put that much trouble on your family.”

“Please, (Y/n) it’s no trouble at all.”

Leave it to your friends to make you feel shitty about your own financial instability. You know they mean well, but it’s hard not to feel inadequate when half the time you hear Iida, Momo, and Mina talking about their families’ vacations to the Bahamas or their massive trust funds that you couldn’t even dream of. “I’m visiting my grandfather later today to work this all out. Please, guys. Don’t worry about me.”

“Do you want one of us to come with you?” Uraraka squeezed your hand.

“It’s alright. It’s probably best if I go alone.” You squeezed her hand back lazily. You were so tired, but you had to deal with this now. It was Friday night. You could sleep in Saturday morning.

“If you need us to bring anything over just let us know.”

You nodded at Iida. Midoriya was still hugging you. When he finally let go he smiled down at you. “Just give us a quick call and we’ll be over in a jiffy.”

You smiled at your friends. They were too kind for this world. You really didn’t deserve them. “I should probably get going,” you said. You broke free from the couch’s warm embrace and grabbed your coat off of the peg rack.

Your friends watched as you wrapped your scarf around your neck and slung your backpack over your shoulder. “I’ll text you guys when I’m done.” You smiled at them and went out the door.

“Text us if you need anything,” you heard Uraraka call as you closed the door. She really was too good for you. They all were.

You could feel the knot in your stomach tighten as you made your way down the stairs. You visited your grandfather the second you got the call from the hospital. A fractured wrist. It’s wan’t too bad, but they wanted to keep him a few days for observation because of his age. You were worried, that much was obvious. And you were confident that he would pull through this time, but what if he falls again. He’s a stubborn man. Forty years on the board of trustees and the man refused to retire. There would undoubtedly be another fall from the infamous Gran Torino, as his colleagues like to call him. What would you do then?

“Hey watch it!” You were so caught up in your thoughts you didn’t realize you had bumped into someone. You looked up and saw it was the blonde guy from earlier. The guy who shoved that wretched eviction notice in your hands earlier that day. “Do you ever watch where you’re going?”

“Look dude.” You were not about this shit right now. “I’m having a pretty shitty day so leave me the fuck alone.” You turned around and went out the door. If that bastard had anything else to say you didn’t hear it. You looked around outside before letting out a soft “shit” as you remembered how far away you needed to park.

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“It was their fault, I tell you. They did it on purpose, having me lying helplessly in this hospital room like I’m dying. I ain’t dying any time soon!”

You nodded lazily, head resting in the palm of your hand as you listened to your grandfather go on about how him ending up in the hospital was just a ploy. “I’m sure that you ending up here was not their fault, grandpa,” you said for what seemed like the thousandth time that night. “You just have to face the fact that you’re getting older and accidents like this are likely to happen a lot more now.”

“Ugh you sound just like your mother.” Your grandfather rolled his eyes and looked back at you. “So tell me, why are you here now instead of studying for the upcoming finals?”

Oh Gran Torino, always overtly prepared. Finals weren’t for another month. “I have a big problem,” you said. Better out with it now. “Because you’re in the hospital they’ve frozen your assets. You’re not technically paying for my room and board, and now I’m being evicted from the apartments.”

“What are you talking about? I haven’t heard anything about this.” He looked surprised at the envelope you held in front of him. His eyes widened at the bright red letters stating 'Eviction Notice’.

“I got this in the mail today. It says I’m being evicted because of financial corruption.” You played with the hem of your sweatshirt and swiped away the few strands of hair in your face that clouded your vision.

“It was Hakamata! That bastard has always hated me. He’s the reason I’m in here now and the reason why you’re being kicked outta your apartment.”

You buried your face in your hands and let out a muffled cry. “Why can’t you take this seriously?” You asked. “I’m being kicked out of my apartment in a week and I don’t know where I’m going to stay or what I’m going to do.”

Your grandfather frowned. He could tell that this was really weighing on you. “Get some sleep,” he said. “We’ll figure this one out tomorrow. But go to sleep. You look exhausted.”

He wasn’t wrong. You checked the time on your phone and saw how late it actually was. “Okay.” You stood up and threw on your coat, not bothering to tie your scarf into a knot. “I’ll be back tomorrow. I’ll bring you some taiyaki.”

He laughed and laid down in the hospital bed. “I’m holding you to that,” he said as you made your way out the door.

“Love you,” you said while smirking. You could hear the muffled little recognition that your grandfather gave to what you just said. He never was one for a lot of emotion, but that never really bothered you. You left the hospital only to be hit with the slap of cold air outside. It wasn’t ideal weather to be walking in that’s for sure. You walked through the windy parking lot before making it to the safety of your car. The wind had messed up your hair but that was the least of your worries at the moment. You were about to start your car when you heard a ding coming from your phone signifying a text. You smiled as you saw Mina’s name, followed by a slew of pink emojis, pop up on your lock screen.

Party at my place 2nite. No need to pay. Just bring that cute lil booty of yours over here!

A party. You were so tired, but at the same time you really could use a beer to help forget about everything that’s happened that day. You turned your keys in the ignition and made your way to the nearest gas station for a coffee.

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“There’s my girl!” Mina embraced you in a wide armed hug. The pop punk playing from the speakers was insanely loud. You could hear it walking up the stairs to her front door. “It’s been so long!”

“It really has been,” you laughed.

Your friends all made their rounds giving you hugs and complimenting your outfit. Before you went upstairs to the suite you went back to your apartment and changed into a dark red sweatshirt with the U.A. University logo on it and black skinny jeans. It was a very casual outfit, but one you could lounge back in.

“What have you been up to?” Momo asked.

“Well I–"

“You’re going to the concert with us next Thursday right?” Jiro interrupted.

“Yeah of course, I–"

“What did you get on your quiz last Friday? I thought it was kind of hard but then again I didn’t do the reading.” You didn’t mind that your friends kept interrupting you. It just meant that they miss you is all. You thought of telling them about what came in the mail and how you were being evicted, but you supposed there would be another time and place for that. You came here to party after all.

“Alright, babe,” Mina said. “What will you be drinking tonight?”

“I could use a beer,” you said. “Unless that punch bowl is mostly vodka. Hey do you just have any vodka?” Your friends laughed; you always were the funny one in your little friend group.

Momo cleared her throat. “I think I know what you need.” She moved swiftly to the kitchen cabinet and pulled out a bottle with a clear liquid in it. Next she pulled out five shot glasses. “We usually charge everyone a dollar for shots since the booze can get pricey, but you’re our little exception.”

In any other circumstance you would have groaned at the mention of money, but in a weird way you almost felt like royalty getting free liquor. You watched as Momo poured each shot delicately, not spilling a drop on the counter the five of you were situated at. You grabbed the shot glass and tipped it back along with your other friends. The five of you let out a howl, almost as if you were a pack of wolves. You looked over at the creak of light coming from the front door as it had opened. Your (e/c) eyes met crimson as you were suddenly staring at the blonde boy from earlier that day. You had never met the boy up until now and all of a sudden it was as if he was everywhere.

“Hey Kiri! Hey Bakugo!” You heard Mina yell.

The blonde stopped glaring at you and turned to your best friend. “Sup raccoon eyes,” he said. What a dick!

“Ugh how can you stand that guy?” You asked, popping open the beer that Toru handed you.

“Who, Bakugo?” Mina laughed. “Why, have you met him?"

“Yeah he was a total dick to me earlier today,” you said, taking a sip from the beer.

“Oh that’s just how he is. He can be a little rough around the edges but he’s actually a real sweetheart once you get to know him. He’s a good guy, just don’t tell him I told you that.” She giggled before taking a swig of her own beer.

“Huh.” Your eyes wandered to your sneakers and then back up to Mina, but she was already talking to someone else. You looked around to find anyone else you might know. Midoriya and Uraraka were around here somewhere, and Iida was also at the party earlier, but he left after seeing a few minors because he didn’t want to be associated with underage drinking.

Midoriya was over in the corner of the living room talking with Todoroki and some other guy with purple hair. You’ve seen him around campus before.

You averted your gaze to Uraraka who was hanging out with Tsuyu and Tokoyami, two people you aren’t very close with. You were brought out of your thoughts when you heard the familiar voice of Toru screaming your name. “Huh?” Some eyes were now on you and you felt your face grow hot from all the attention.

“Come over here!” She gestured for you to join the rather large group of people on the floor. “Come smoke with us.”

You smiled and sat down between Toru and one of her friends. The guy waved at you.

“I’m Kaminari,” he said.

“(Y/n).” You aren’t really a big smoker. You prefer a good drink, but when you’re offered a hit on the bong there’s a better chance you’ll say yes than no.

The guy packing the bowl looked up at you, a look of realization coming across his face. “You’re in my behavioral psyche class,” he said. “I copied off of your exam during midterms."

“I’m sorry?” You asked. You didn’t really care about the fact that he cheated, just that he trusted some girl he’d never met to have the right answers.

“Here.” He stopped packing the bowl and fiddled with whatever contents were in the brown leather bag at his side. He pulled something out and tossed it at you. “A thank you gift. I’m Sero, by the way.”

You looked at what he tossed you to see a small plastic baggy with about a gram of weed inside. “Thank you, Sero,” you said, a little weirded out by the drug lord in front of you.

“Don’t mention it.” He went back to packing the bowl. “Alright. Who wants the first hit?”

Those around you were eager to get their lips on the glass pipe, but you held back, waiting for it to come to you. When it finally did come to you there wasn’t much left. Really just enough for you and Toru to each have a hit. You thanked Kaminari as you took the lighter and pipe from him and put the flame up to the bowl. You sucked in for four seconds and held held it for another three before letting the smoke escape your nose. You handed the pipe and lighter off to your friend.

“That was beautiful,” Sero said.

Kaminari nodded slowly in agreement and you couldn’t help but laugh. You really were surrounded by stoners. It was a vibe you weren’t used to, but you kind of liked it.

“Do you want another hit?” You shook you head at the question, not even knowing who asked it. You were already starting to feel a little buzz.

Sero’s weed was really strong. It hadn’t even been a minute and you were already smiling like an idiot and laughing at the smallest things. “Hey Bakugo,” you heard Sero call over. You mentally groaned as you watched the angry blonde making his way towards the little cohort you were now a part of.

“What?” He asked. You noted the IPA in his hand and began longing for your own drink, which you had set down somewhere in the suite. You looked around for it but gave up after a few seconds.

“Wanna hit?” Sero asked, holding up the pipe.

“God damnit,” Bakugo said. “You’re gonna kill your lungs with how often you smoke.” You had a dumb open-mouth look on your face as you listened in on their conversation shifting your head to look at each of them as they spoke in a way too obvious manner.

“Relax, man.” Sero was a smiling mess. Then again, you can’t remember ever seeing him not like this in class. “It comes from nature so it can’t be bad for you.”

“Do you know what else comes from nature? Syphilis.”

You lost it. That was too funny. You were literally rolling on the floor laughing.

“The hell?”

You couldn’t stop the loud bouts of laughter escaping your mouth.

“See this is what happens when you smoke too much.” Bakugo widely gestured to you, spilling part of his beer in the process. “You turn into fucking laughter McGee over here.”

“Heh, I like this one,” Sero said. “She’s cute and because of her I ended up getting a C minus last block.”

“Wow a C minus,” Bakugo said, rolling his eyes. “You really caught yourself a winner here.”

You knew he was insulting you but you still couldn’t help but laugh. You spent the rest of the night drinking, dancing, and drinking some more. You weren’t sure what time it was when you started feeling ill. Momo told you to sit down, which you were about to do, when you felt your body collapse on the floor. You were out cold, and in the distance that was the blackness of your mind you could hear faint whispers and screams of people, your friends, not knowing what to do.

[springday-aus]

College!AU with BM [Matthew]

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Group: KARD 

Member: BM / Kim Matthew

Genre: fluff, romance 

Type: Bulletpoint AU 

Word Count: 2k 

fun fact: college!Matthew is a psych major 

despite looking like a buff ass gym trainer 

like all psych majors, he was interested in the human mind and how it works 

it’s just so…. complicated... iT’S cOOL 

in high school, he was thinking about sports, like physical education because that’s… what he’s been good at…… 

but then one intro to psych class in junior year totally blew his mind away 

Matthew: “think about it…. we’re all so different from one another, but we’re all actually the same because of the way we all think” 

Taehyung: “bro, it’s literally 3am, I am tireD” 

for real though, he’s really excited about learning new things about how our minds work 

lowkey probably does social experiments on all of his friends once he learns about it 

(small things like taking off his hat first on purpose to see if anyone else does it too—he ain’t about to traumatize them like Little Albert) 

some of his friends think the whole psych major suits him because he likes to talk to other people 

but like he’s part of the rehabilitation psychology route…… 

…….. not the whole therapist counselor route lmao 

plus he doesn’t have the voice for it because we can all hear him before we see him 

anyways, he wants to help patients that are suffering disabilities that include the psychological impact of their problems

rehabilitation suits him though, because he cares about the wellbeing of others, physical and mental

basically Matthew is just a big ass softie and it shows 

other than the whole psych major thing, he’s actually part of the dance team 

he was gonna join some sport since he did it in high school 

but then he was like 

DANCE TEAM 

so there he is 

speaking of fitness, he goes to the gym often 

like…….. almost everyday 

if you ever need to find him, 9/10 times he’ll probably be at the gym 

all y’all knew this was coming: GYM SQUAD 

basically, he met some dudes who all like to go to the gym and now they’re friends—there’s even a group chat 

Matthew: bro, y’all got some big tiddies  Matthew: forget gym squad, we the Big Man Tiddie Team  Wonho: why do I feel that it’s directed at me  Matthew: <3 Seungcheol: istg Matthew just wanted a Wonho fan club  Hyunwoo: …… how do I leave a group chat?  Jungkook: I need new friends 

anyways

Matthew’s got a real frat boy aesthetic

‘cause like he’s friends with almost everyone and bro and dude are part of his main vocabulary

ironically enough, he ain’t an actual frat boy tho

he’s got this whole image on campus that makes him look like he’s some type of suave player who doesn’t care about anything but his bros

it’s probably due to the fact that he’s a big dude and that’s….. real intimidating

and also the backwards hat and… tank tops…..

he knows what people say about him…. and he just tries to ignore it

**cue Jiwoo ready to throw hands EVERYTIME**

but like….. that’s not him

again: he’s a big ass softie—he’s a big dude with a mushy inside

and it’s just a shame that only his friends know how genuine he is

he’s got this thing where he’s constantly supporting others and sometimes he forgets about himself

actually for a while now, he’s had some….. sleeping issues…..

it makes no sense because his physical health is like up

so it could be a mental health thing

but, for almost every night this week, he’s just been walking around campus from like midnight to around 4am

it’s actually how he meets you

he’s been doing random stuff since he hasn’t been able to sleep

like he’d go to the campus gym, walk around, hang around the open dining halls, or like walk around his dorm hall because he’s got nothing else to do

the thing is, you’ve been having some sleep issues too

it’s probably because of stress and all the assignments caught up with you and now you’ve found yourself lying in bed awake for hOURS

so you’ve been up and about during odd hours as well

one night, at like 2am, you decided to go down to the kitchen of your dorm hall

according to google, tea or milk is a good way to get some sleep

so you decide to get yourself a lil cup of tea and as you wait for the water to boil…….

someone……. just……... shows up………

….. it’s Matthew :))))))

and like despite how hot this dude was…….

you…….. were startled…….

not without good reason, because it’s like……. late at night and this mysterious dude shows up outta nowhere

you kinda thought were gonna die because he def looks like he could kill you

until…….. he just smiles at you

Matthew: “oh hi”

you: “....... hello…….”

Matthew being Matthew just chats you up because he likes talking to people: “can’t sleep either?”

you: “yeah, tea is supposed to help though”

Matthew: “maybe it’s just me because it didn’t work that well for me”

you: “well, maybe it’s the amount, size does come into play”

Matthew: “I guess size matters huh” ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

you: I barely know this man but why is he like this

so, that’s just kinda how it goes

y’all just continue talking and swap some secrets on how to get some goddamn sleep

and…... you think that’s it

like it’s just a one time thing…..

but then

the next night, you run into him again

except it’s like 4am

the tea didn’t work last time, so you head down to get some milk instead and….

you run into him again…….

and like…….. he all sweaty….. from the gym……

Matthew: “oh hey”

you, underneath your breath: what the fu c k

the same thing happens again and y’all have a nice conversation about your lives and all that stuff

you get to find out some pretty cool stuff like

how his friends call him BM

and that he’s in dance because he’s interested in music and rap

he also loves BoA

and he is a protester of pineapple on pizza

he gets to know you too

like your major and how you got into it

your hobbies and interests

and your friends all seem really cool

the more you two talk, the more he likes you

so this whole meeting up at the kitchen at odd hours became a thing

it didn’t happen like every time, but it happened rather frequently for like a few months or so

you did see him once on campus in broad daylight, but like

he didn’t see you

because ……. you kind of avoided him

like, what if this is just like a night kinda thing

Matthew is super chill, but like you know…. what if you got that wrong idea and stuff

anyways

one day… you just stop showing up

IT’S NOT BECAUSE YOU DON’T WANNA SEE HIM

it’s just that…… you really need actual sleep because you can’t keep barely functioning like this

so your friend is like, ever heard of melatonin?

and gives you these pills that really do the fucking trick

you slept for a literal day

like 24 hours

a full ass 24 hours

since then, you’ve had a decent sleep schedule

but it meant not seeing Matthew

you didn’t really think about it because he’s got a lot of friends

why would he care about some person he meets at night

that sounds wrong but y’all get the picture

here’s the thing though

he’s worried like

maybe you are getting the sleep you need and deserve, but like

he misses you

(even though it’s literally been like a week or two)

Somin: “looks like somebody’s got a crush~”

Matthew: “your point?”

so when he spots you on campus, he can’t help but to yell your name across the quad

….. and dramatically run to you to give you a hug

Matthew: “how’ve you been? I haven’t seen you in like a couple of weeks?”

you: “have you noticed that my eye bags have lightened?”

Matthew: “gimme your secrets”

and like…. Matthew’s friends are like, hello, we are here

they actually invite you out to go eat with them

so y’all go to the dining hall and end up there for like three hours

and Matthew walks back with you to your dorm room

Matthew: “so today was fun… but maybe…. we could go out on our own next time….?”

you: “...... like…… hang out???”

Matthew: “a date”

you: “o h… uM yEA H—I mean, sure, whatever’s cool bro”

he waits for you to go in and then when you’re sure he’s gone….

“I HAVE A DATE WITH A HOT ASS MAN. HOW THE F UC K.”

**cue your startled roommate**

after your first date, it all kinda pieced together

so…... first of all, gym dates

whether you’re for them or against them, you gonna get pulled in eventually

if you work out, y’all can work out together

couple exerciSES

if not, he gonna use you as gym equipment—kinda joking but not really because he can and WILL lift you

oH and because y’all have sleeping issues, you’ve been helping him out

y’all can actually sleep when you sleep together

noT LIKE THAT GET CHA NASTY ASS OUTTA THE GUTTER

(but lowkey sleep and sleep sleep, ya know ;)))

okay but actually he’s like a giant, warm heater—you’ve been able to sleep a bit more lately thanks to him

turns out Matthew’s a cuddler…… whether it’s sleep related or not

because Matthew’s real touchy

like no shame touchy

I’m talking arm around the waist or shoulder, hand-holding, lots of kisses all over your face, or just flat out hugging you from behind

you know… one of THOSE couples

Taehyung: “y’all look like penguins waddling in the cold”

Matthew: “penguins are cute, this is good”

you: “let’s just hold hands like normal people”

Jiwoo: “Matthew isn’t normal people”

I’m joking

but like, his friends all love you

because you make him really happy and take care of him

and vice versa, obviously

you’re always prepared to fight someone for him

some asswipe: “he’s probably just a fuckboy”

you: “AND YOU’RE IRRELEVANT YOU BIG PIECE OF SHIT SAY IT ONE MORE TIME ASSHO—”

Matthew, tosses you over his shoulder: “babe calm down”

you: “I REFUSE TO. THIS BITCH WANNA THROW HANDS. I’LL FUCKIN—”

………… yeah, Jiwoo and you get along real well

even though you have those fight instincts

he’s real protective of you 

he won’t hurt a fly until it does anything to harm you

anyways, it’s just a beautiful relationship

you can bet he’s bragging about you somewhere…. or everywhere……

Matthew: “my partner is the cutest”

Seungcheol: “....... and what does this have to do with the weights?”

Matthew: “it has everything to do with weights”

oh um, by the way, Big Man Tiddie Team

Matthew says he loves you but like……. you suspect Wonho is your competition

Wonho: “hi, it’s nice to finally meet you”

you, narrows eyes: goddamn it, I understand why now

I don’t know why, but I see him interpreting your dreams…. or at least attempting to

it might just be the whole psych major thing

ayyways, you probably are gonna get spammed with odd messages from Matthew at some point

but it’s cute—he’s like a child

Matthew: look at this dog  Matthew: can we get one  Matthew: SMOOTHIES  Matthew: I got these couple hoodies by accident  Matthew: I have an idea—you, me, road trip, beach  Matthew: this reminded me of you  Matthew: it’s cute Matthew: like you

even though you’re dating, he’s probably gonna use pick up lines on you 

especially the psych ones….. because he thinks they’re funny…….. 

Matthew: “can I buy you a shrink?” ;) 

Matthew: “wanna teach me about interpersonal relationships?” 

Matthew: “can I get your number in my Long Term memory?” 

Somin: “if you’re being held captive, send me a signal” 

it’s okay though because he’s cute 

y’all are cute 

you: “you know, I almost thought I dreamt you up because I haven’t slept properly in so long” 

Matthew: “I guess you can say, I’m the man of your dreams” 

you: “............... you’re lucky you’re hot”