#and then they both turn a blushing mess and start being silly in front of everyone

[fragcc]

Do you ever think about how years later when wilmon are already happily established as boyfriends Kristina can just call Simon whenever Wille is being a bitch to her like

"Hello, yes, could you please come over and help Wilhelm get down from his wardrobe, he might listen to you"

[ghostgirl-22]

i think art identifies as totally 100% straight but squirms whenever he gets the slightest bit of male attention, and patrick is just waiting for the realization to hit him (and maybe trying to help him realize it, in his own way)

Poor baby— he’s so lost <3

CW:18+

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Art thinks he’s straight and that’s fine. Patrick’s not gonna argue his sexuality with him. He sees things in black and white. In his mind there’s straight and there’s gay and that’s it. They’re lying in bed one night watching a gay episode of Date My Mom on MTV and Art’s made up his mind. “I couldn’t even imagine it honestly, I’m just so attracted to women,” he explains matter of factly. As if one negates the other.

Patrick’s actually coming around to the fact that he, himself, probably likes both.

One too many nights spent jerking it while thinking about Art stepping out of the foggy bathroom, towel sitting low on his glistening waist, wet curls in his eyes. Art bent over in front of him on the tennis court while they’re in the middle of a doubles match. Art sitting across from him on his bed, legs spread wide, skin flushed, hands shoved down his pants moaning while they watch the Mummy on TV and perv over Rachel Weisz (and Patrick secretly on Brandon Fraser). Either way he’s starting to realize he likes at least one boy. A lot.

The reason he thinks Art is a repressed little liar is because of how squirmy he gets when boys flirt with him. Boarding school is so weird. They’re with boys all the time. The girls dorms are on the other side of the school and there’s something about being all cooped up together, sweaty and close, hormones going crazy that’s led to some… experimentation.

And plenty of boys want to experiment with Art. He’s blue eyed, easy to blush, long brown lashes, pretty smile, and the perfect little slutty waist. Of course he gets all kinds of male attention and he absolutely falls apart every time.

The flirting could be a little or a lot. It doesn’t matter… Art gets silly for it. Little compliments and he’s sitting on his hands, grinning too much. A bit of teasing and flirting and he’s giggling when things aren’t even funny. Fucking giggling.

Patrick’s present for a lot of it. Boys teasing him during gym class snapping at his waistband, the kind of immature grade school teasing like pulling on a girls braids repeatedly because you just want her to notice you. All that before they start calling him pretty boy and asking what color his underwear is and he really gets antsy. Then by the end of class there’s Art, cheeks pink, eyes bright. And he’s letting them take turns looking down his pants to see the color for themselves.

The little games of footsie with Sammy Kline under the table in the cafeteria. Art acting like it’s not flirting but they’re going back and forth all period, exchanging glances. Art’s all antsy, sucking on his spoon by the time lunch is over. And Patrick accidentally walks in on Sammy touching himself in an empty bathroom right after.

Or when Art is play wrestling with Jamal Butler after practice and he squeezes Art’s thigh just under his knee because he’s so ticklish there and Art is giggling and kicking and whining “stop it.” Breathless and airy, his weight settled on Jamal’s chest. Patrick tightened his grip on his phone, thinking Jamal would try to kiss him but Art pushed him down and grinned all flushed. “I beat you.”

Jamal playfully messes with Arts hair when they get to their feet and Patrick notices the way Art shivers for it. When Jamal leaves to get dressed Patrick is also aware when Art needs to adjust himself, just the slightest bit.

Art’s not just oblivious to the fact that what they’re doing is flirting, he’s oblivious to his own flirting.

He doesn’t think it’s flirting when he lets boys give him little things. An extra orange juice at breakfast. (“Please, can I have it? I’m still really, really thirsty.”) A candy bar from the vending machine. (“I’ll marry you if you get me a snickers right now.”) A hoodie to wear if he’s cold while they sit in the stands waiting for their match to start. (“I love you so much, I can’t believe I forgot mine.”) He’s always soft and tentative when he asks as if he can’t have whatever he fucking wants. As if boys don’t fall all over themselves for him.

Patrick’s probably in that category of flirting, giving Art everything… taking Art’s everything. Sharing cigarettes, drinks, food, clothes, a bed… everything he can.

Patrick’s actually obsessed with it. Can’t stop jerking himself off thinking about the ways Art gets all flustered around boys. Wiggling in his chair, bouncing his leg, wetting his lips, chewing on his thumb, on his clothes, on his pen… needs to put something in his mouth. These anxious little ticks. Art can’t name the feelings he’s feeling but Patrick knows what they are. They share the bedroom, he can hear it when Art’s touching. Knows he’s not really thinking about his girlfriend.

It’s with Patrick that boundaries consistently blur. Like the day when Jamal didn’t kiss him and his girlfriend was out of town and he’s crawling into Patrick’s bed asking him for help to practice so he can kiss her better. As if they don’t both know better.

And god forbid if Patrick points any of this out, or ever asks him about his behaviour. Art would laugh it off. He’d say Patrick is exaggerating and that those boys are just being friendly, they don’t want him. Besides it makes no sense because he has a girlfriend. But he’s still stuck in black and white��� doesn’t really see all the colors of the rainbow yet.

Patrick finds it all amusing…one day it’ll hit him like a ton of bricks, like when he discovered it was okay to like both Nsync and the Backstreet Boys at the same time. Not that he’d ever really admit that he likes either but that’s a whole different story.

Patricks gonna be there to kiss him on that day too.

(Idk i wrote this on the clock I fear…sorry if it’s all a mess…but so is Art 😅)

[solarfracture]

Been watching Rescuebots here and there when Im bored and it turns out I kinda ship Blades and Chase. Blades is by far my most fave, he is just so silly and cute. I saw this scene and like?? HELLO? It got me thinking. I think the two of them would be SO cute together. Also second image, Blades just looks so cute here kicking his pedes. UGH.

Anyways have some:

Blades/Chase HCs and Ramblings

Blades is taller than Chase, but is overall lankier. This is because I simply find it cute.

Blades likes to cling onto Chase when its just the two of them.

Chase enjoys how bright Blades is in comparison to him. He thinks his orange paint looks good against his dark blue.

They both are way too dense to realize that either of them likes each other. Dani is actually the first one to notice that Blades acts a little more nervous around Chase compared to anyone else. She points it out to Blades and he becomes HYPER aware of Chase from then on out. He trips over his own words and blushes way too easily towards Chase.

Chase of course does not notice anything. Very much the type of mech who does not realize flirting or anything unless its extremely blatant. He only finds Blades to be cute, but its not like is processor actually realizes that thats what he is feeling towards blades. To him it’s simply a fact, as Blades more round chassis and his overall demeanor is just more adorable than Boulder’s or Heatwave’s. Chase has commented on Blade’s cuteness in front of others so matter of factly and that threw Blades’ processor in a tizzy.

Blades has definitely caused some messes due to being too distracted by looking at Chase. Blades tends to be very awkward around Chase when he gets way too close to him.

Charlie takes a while to realize how Chase feels towards Blades, but assumes that Chase knew his own feelings (he didnt). Chase denies any such feelings towards Blades, but now the thought is in his processor. He slowly realizes that the way he thinks about Blades is totally different than how he views Boulder and Heatwave.

Other than Dani and Charlie, no one else really thinks twice on how Blades and Chase might be into each other. Dani noticed because Blades tends to ramble and she put two and two together. I like to think that she might’ve tried to subtly parse out how Chase might feel by asking Charlie about if Chase ever talks about Blades. Chase of course does not really talk about such thoughts with Charlie, so Charlie is confused by this whole interaction. Then it clicks in Charlies head that like, Chase tends to look at Blades a lot.

Chase thinks Blades’ rotor blades are fascinating to look at. They tend to move and twitch according to his emotions. Probably fluttering whenever Blades gets embarrassed.

Whenever Blades fanboys over Bumblebee, Chase feels a bit of jealousy. He doesn’t realize its jealousy though, hes too dense to realize it.

Eventually Dani accidentally slips out how Blades feels in the presence of Frankie and she immediately tells Cody. The two of them are surprised but immediately Frankie tries to figure out how Chase might feel. Cody isn’t so sure about this endeavor, but goes along with it anyways as he really wants to find out as well.

Frankie and Cody set the two on a date and Chase is like so suspicious of why he was brought out to a clearing in the forest for like no reason. Blades shows up and the two of them are like “Why are you here?”

They have a really cute time together not realizing that its a date. They just make the most of the night by looking at the stars together.

They start spending more time together meeting up at night, and eventually start holding hands as they sit together under the night sky. Their relationship is clearly not the same as it was before, but neither of them realize it. Blades is so anxious and nervous about liking Chase that he convinces himself that Chase doesn’t like him back and he just is being a very good friend towards Blades.

Chase realizes that he is very much enjoying his time with Blades, and after doing some research and reading on the reason as to why his spark feels strange lately. Comes to the conclusion that he is sick, and brings it up with Boulder. Boulder, who enjoys reading romance in his spare time, questions him if his spark feels strange when he is around Blades. Boulder was pretty quick to assume Blades, as there was no way it was Heatwave. Chase now realizes he is in love with Blades, and begins his process in what he thinks would be courting Blades.

Blades does not recognize that Chase is now courting him, Chase is just being a REALLY good friend. Like wow. Amazing and caring friend. Blades talks about Chase to Dani, and Dani just looks at him incredulously and is like “Blades, he is totally into you.” Of course Blades denies it.

As time goes on, Blades is doing things that are reciprocating the courtship all the while telling himself that Chase and him are totally just being good friends only. That he is hiding his crush on Chase so well, as he does not want to ruin their current friendship. Chase at that point assumes the two of them are in a relationship because Blades is reciprocating his courtship.

Heatwave finally notices the change in behavior between the two, and questions Chase about it. Chase simply informs him that yes, he and Blades are in the process of conjuxing.

Of course, Blades has no idea that basically everyone but him knows that he and Chase are an item. No one really confronts Blades either as he tends to shut down the conversation and gets far too embarrassed to let others know that he has a crush on Chase. They just assume that he gets too flustered and would rather keep things under wraps. So they respect him and don’t make a big deal about him conjuxing Chase until the two fully announce it.

Which doesn’t happen for a long time.

During one of their date nights (unbeknownst to Blades) Chase leans in to kiss Blades. Blades processor goes blank and is like so shocked

“Chase? Do you like me?”

“I would not be courting you if I didn’t.”

“YOU WERE COURTING ME?”

Blades is fucking dead. His crush has been courting him??? Since when???

Chase looks confused and is like “I thought you knew this. We have been following courtship protocol rather smoothly.”

They had both done all of the Conjux Ritus, only not yet having done the act of devotion. They have been holding hands so much during each date night! Blades would even lean against Chase as they spoke about whatever came to mind, or when Blades put on some human movie for the two of them to watch.

Blades merely responds with a small “Oh”

[zerobaselove]

what if? | park gunwook

pairing: gunwook x reader

genre: fluff

word count: 726

warnings: none. lowercase intended, not proofread.

prompt: 19. "get out of my head."

notes: i'm ngl i saw this in my inbox and have been thinking abt it ever since i just NEED to write it or smth bc ohhh my wookie (i am so in l word w him it's fucking crazy)

most people your age spent their friday nights out and about, whether at parties or out on the town with friends, everyone just wanted to go out and have fun. but for you and gunwook, you preferred your nights in every once in a while, especially on days like today where you both had homework due the following monday.

you both wanted the rest of your weekend free of stress, so the quicker you got it done the better. and that's how you were sat here in gunwook's bedroom. you had found yourself sat on the floor, back resting on the side of his bed, books and papers sprawled out on the floor. gunwook had sat down at his desk, typing out the outline for some paper on his laptop. the clicking keys and pen scratching the only noise for a while, until a loud huff broke through the air.

"what's wrong wook?" you asked, knowing that clearly something was up.

he shook his head, tapping his fingers on the table, "i can't focus on anything, i've been staring at this page for half an hour now." he let out a frustrated sigh, and you couldn't help but feel bad. you knew how annoying it was to just not be able to focus, especially when you just wanted to get the task done.

"is there any way i can help?" you asked sincerely, wanting to at least try to be helpful.

the boy hadn't turned to answer you, so his next words were barely audible. "i need you to get out of my head."

did you hear him right? you were convinced that surely, surely you hadn't. so you quickly asked him to repeat himself. turning his body around to face you, he took in a breath before replying again.

"get out of my head," he sighed, "i can't focus on this paper when you take up every thought in my mind." a pout had crossed his face as he let out the admission. his cheeks had quickly flushed a dark crimson as he saw your widened eyes looking back at him. it was in that moment he realized that he had essentially just confessed to you without even meaning to.

your mouth ran dry, every response you could come up with seemed to get trapped in your throat, and you felt yourself resisting the urge to simply kiss the blushing boy in front of you. after years of no confession from the boy, you had started to think you should give up on ever having your feelings returned, but here you were, and here he was.

looking up at the boy you let out a small "oh," before moving your books off of your lap and standing up, opting to lean against the desk. gunwook's eyes didn't leave yours, too nervous for the response he would get, and whether he had just messed everything up or not.

"what if," you paused, trying to gain the courage to not trip over your words, "i want to be in your head?"

now it was gunwook's turn to let out a mumbled "oh." his mind going a million miles a minute at your response while a subconscious smile found its way to his lips. "then uhm," he pushed his hair back, trying to come up with a minimally embarrassing response, "then i guess that's okay."

the boy took a moment to stand up, suddenly towering your frame as he stood in front of you, "you're more important than some silly essay anyways." you caught his eyes flickering between your eyes and your lips, and you couldn't help but shrink under his gaze.

an attempt at a response had come out more as incoherent mumbles, much to your dismay, but gunwook had come up with a solution to your problem. before you knew it he was leaning in closer and you could smell his cologne as if you were being engulfed in him.

as much as you wanted to look at the pretty boy in front of you more, you let your eyes flutter shut as you leaned to close the last couple inches between your lips. you could feel gunwook smile into the kiss before pulling away, a sheepish grin plastered on both of your faces.

"you know," you mumbled, "you're on my mind a lot too, gunwook."

[volturiprincess]

im feeling sad today but this will make me crack a smile

how would the romanians react if their mates (separate) make them a joke about breaking up

but these poor dudes dont realise its a joke and their dead heart is breaking

Sorry it took me a while to get it out😅. I was between doing a HC or a like short one-shot (or drabble🤷‍♀️) but I hope this makes up for it. I added a twist with both of them because I couldn't bare to be to mean with them. But enjoy💙 (forgot to mention I might of added a little HP reference🤭)

Breaking up w/ them Prank

Warning: Some foul language and slight mention of smut (just a kiss)

Vladimir:

“Vlad? We need to talk”

The way his gaze slowly turned to me looked almost as if he were possessed in a horror movie. Why must I be so mean to him? We were literally relaxing in our mini library but I was thinking about pranking him for a while. It's been too quiet and without Stefan around to help me prank Vlad, so it's been up to me.

“What is it?”

Here it goes.

“I don't know if you feel it too but lately I feel like we don't have a strong connection”

He literally had the most confused look to mankind. Probably trying to recollect any moment where the bond might of ripped

“What do you mean? We are literally mates, our bond is greater than any of those silly human relationships”

“Well I don't know how to explain it but I just don’t think I can see forever with you”

Oh no his face draped, oh gosh is it too late to take back in what I said? No stop, he looks like a kicked puppy. Oh no his eyes are shimmering even, I have never seen him like this.

“W-what? B-but we been together for a year, your my mate, my everything, your my forever”

Alright keep it together. 

“Well I just grown tired, I just dont think I can be in this forever, I don't even want to be a Vampire, I want to have a normal life”

“I see then…well the door is over there, you can see yourself out”

Wait what? Is he being serious, i'm just joking Vlad but he looks serious now. The shimmering eyes he had earlier are gone and he had his classic bored resting face. He got up and started to reach for another book but I threw myself at him, clutching him like my life depended on it. 

“No Vlad please, I was just joking you're the light of my life, of course I see forever with you, the moment you came to my life everything was finally clear”

He looked down at you with a small smirk, and at that moment I knew he was fucking with me.

“You foul evil little cockroach, you were messing with me?” “You started it with that ridiculous prank of yours”

“Fair”

“Next time you want to pull a prank like that on me, make sure the day before you dont have my tongue down your throat”

Blushing at his comments “Yes Vlad”

What an idiot he can be but he’s my idiot.

Stefan:

Alright it's been too quiet these past few days, Vladimir hasn't thrown a tantrum and my lovely mate went off to pick me up some food. Usually me and him are pranking each other but we haven't done anything in a while. Which leads me to my genius idea of doing a break up prank on him. It's been on my mind lately so why not. I go to our favorite place to cuddle, the sunroom, and pace back and forth to set up the prank. 

I hear the front door open and I hear his voice

“Darling i'm home”

“In the sunroom Stefan”

That should spook him, I never call him by his name, it's always been Stef or love. He comes into the room with a confused look, if only he knew what was to come his way.

“Are you okay? You called me by my name, you never to that”

“I well, there is something”

“Talk to me”

“I think we should end our relationship”

He just stared at me, no sort of emotion was displayed in his face. Did I break him? Should I get Vladimir? Why is he not even blinking? Okay now I'm scared.

“You can't do that”

“What do you mean ‘I can't do that’?”

“What do you think the mate bond is? You can’t just end it like that”

“Well sorry to break it to you but I can't take whatever this is much longer”

I see his eyebrows furrow a bit like if he is in deep concentration or he’s really considering my thoughts. 

“Why? Why now?”

“I just feel like it's always the same thing you know, we can't really do much since you and Vladimir are hiding and well I just feel trap now”

He took an unnecessary gulp. I think he’s starting to think I am being serious. One of his eyes filled with venom and I heard him sniffle. He rubbed his eyes quickly and cleared his throat.

“So you truly feel like this?”

“I do”

“I see…well i'm sorry I couldn't be a better mate to you, I thought you were happy, I knew I was for sure”

Oh son of a muffin, he looks so sad, he’s actually believing me.

“Stef…it's a prank”

“What?” “It's a prank, I would never leave you, I'm stuck with you forever as much as you are stuck with me”

He ran to me, pulling me into his arms and buried his face into my neck.

“Play a prank like that again and I will leave you”

I know he’s joking but gosh do I love him.

[vampiregokudera]

Happy Tanabemas @desfraisespartout !!! 💖💖💖

I really resonated with your wish for a birdmen witch AU so i tried writing what could be an excerpt from the story for it :D

It's been a while since i last read Birdmen so i hope i didn't make the girls too OOC ^^;

Enjoy~ 💗

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"Fiona, I have something really important to tell you."

Fiona briefly turns away from her study material to look at her freeloader of a friend.

"Is this actually important, or can it wait untill i'm done with this passage?"

Tsubame springs up from her spot on Fiona's recliner and smiles, knowing that despite her words, Fiona will indulge her anyways.

"It's important."

Fiona suspects the woman might be up to some shenanigans again, call that a learned intuition, but she elects to give her the benefit of doubt.

Perhaps Tsubame really does have something important on her mind.

"You see i've been meaning to say this for... A while now."

Tsubame looks almost bashful as she sais this and Fiona can feel her heart skip a beat. When the woman starts making her way over to her, Fiona wonders if what she thinks (and hopes) is about to happen is actually, finally about to happen.

Her eyes widen when Tsubame reaches out and gently lifts her chin

"I -"

Fiona gulps down saliva as Tsubame leans in, close enough for her to count her eyelashes.

"- really -"

She hesitates for a moment, seemingly at war with herself over something Fiona can't see.

Then, just as Fiona prepares her racing heart for a confession, and their lips are about to touch, Tsubame leans to the side, her cheek brushing Fiona's, to whisper in her ear.

"- want some strawberries for desert today"

With that she pulls back and grins.

Fiona can do nothing more than stare at the little fiend, mouth agape and mind struggling to comprehend what had just transpired.

In front of her, Tsubame dissolves into giggles that quickly turn to laughter.

"Hahahaha look at you~ you actually though i was about to kiss you, you're so red!"

She holds her sides to keep herself steady.

When Fiona realizes she has once again been tricked, she grits her teeth, the blush caused by their previous intimacy turning into one of utter embarrassment.

"You."

Tsubame takes an instinctive step back as a dark aura rapidly fills the room. She is no longer laughing and her gleeful smile has turned into a more uncertain expression.

Perhaps she had pushed her usually stoic friend too far this time.

She jolts as Fiona's icy gaze falls upon her, so very at contrast with the witch's still red cheeks. She can practically hear her grinding her teeth in frustration? Embarrassment? Agony? All emotions Tsubame would usually revel seeing her friend being brought to by her antics, but this time she feared she'd flown too close to the sun.

"Oh come on, it was just a silly goof! No need to get so angry." She tries to justify what she and Fiona both know, has quite possibly just been the breaking of the final straw.

Mush as expected this results in Fiona looking even more furious.

"We can talk about this?" Tsubame chances but is cut off.

"So you can keep messing up my head with more of your sweet nothings? Or are you going to ask me to wait untill your coward heart doesn't have to hide behind charades and false gestures?"

Tsubame winces, as if the accusations physically hurt.

"Tsubame I am so...so... done with you!!" Fiona must be really pissed off if she can't find a more eloquent way to say that.

Then, as if a great thought has struck her mind, the witch ... smiles.

Tsubame has never seen her look so maniacal.

"You know, Tsubame," Fiona puts so much emphasis on her name, that Tsubame inadvertently shivers. "Why don't you live up to your namesake if you're going to be so flighty."

With quick, deliberate steps she marches over to her treasured grimoire and commands it to open to a specific entry.

Before Tsubame has even had the chance to consider escaping, she splashes the woman with a vial of glittery liquid and casts an incantation.

Luckily for Fiona, this entire ordeal was happening in her study, which meant the magic circle required for most incantations was already beautifully engraved on the wooden flooring and was now lighting up under Tsubame's feet.

"Fiona, what are you doing?" The witch ignores Tsubame's growing panic and closes her eyes to erase any chances of wavering.

She tells herself this is what Tsubame deserves after all those times of relentless teasing, and she will not feel any sympathy for the woman.

Once the spell has started taking effect, Tsubame finds herself unable to leave the magic circle, as if cut off by a wall of light. She's screaming useless apologies into the air and begging to be released with tears pricking her eyes but it's no use.

The transformation happens quickly and surprisingly painlessly. It's as if she's being moulded into something completely new by a pair of giant hands. Like if she were one of the sculptures her friend Rei loved creating so much.

A chip here, an elongation there, some adjustments, a gust of wind to blow off the dust and-

She opens her eyes to find the world has grown about six hundred times in size and Fiona is nowhere in sight. (And if you would say she's exaggerating, well... She would reply that she's allowed to, under the circumstances.) It's as if she's coming out of a dream, headed right into another dream. Everything feels so foreign yet so familiar all at the same time, and when she tries to cup her own face and slap herself awake, instead of a pair of hands she is greeted by feathers from a pair of lovely, blue wings.

And instead of a stream of complaints and curses that she intended to unleash, the world is gifted with the beautiful trill of birdsong.

Unbelievable. Fiona had seriously gone through with her threats for once and turned her into an actual barn swallow.

[moodybluezzz]

Rock Lee x Reader HCs

[I haven't finished Naruto yet but I absolutely adore this silly guy :) Please forgive if there's any inaccuracies and enjoy some sweet headcanons!]

[Word count: ≈600]

🪷 Lee is incredibly affectionate, but in an awkward and cute sort of way. He's naturally direct and makes the first moves, reaching for your hand or planting a kiss on your face with a triumphant look. He acts so suave but as soon as the roles reverse he's caught completely off guard! If you return his confidence and move on him first you bet he'll be a blushing mess in an instant.

🪷 Lee's love language is a mix of physical and verbal. He's easy to please - the little things like holding hands, kisses on the cheek, and some playful flirting make his heart skip a beat. If you're a more reserved person his affection may come off as strong, but he'll find a way to make it work for you!

🪷 Lee’s favorite way of showing affection is holding hands. It's simple but shows everyone that you're a great pair! He always feels stronger when your hand is in his.

🪷 Lee also likes when you play with his hair. Some of the other ninja have probably teased him about it and it's a relief that you find it cute. His hair is surprisingly soft and super smooth :)

🪷 Lee is a sucker for cheesy pick-up lines (and probably gets most of them from Guy and the other ninja, who assure him they're “guaranteed to work.”) However Lee always finds a way to get flustered and say the line wrong, which turns out even cuter than the alternative.

🪷 Lee likes using cute and simple nicknames for you, his favorite being my lotus. He thinks it's clever and sweet :’)

🪷 Lee is your biggest cheerleader! If you're battling, he'll be watching front-and-center and shouting his heart out! Even when the odds are against you, he roots for you just the same. Nobody else's doubts can change his mind.

🪷 When you win, Lee is BEYOND overjoyed. “I KNEW YOU COULD DO IT! WOOHOO!!!” And as soon as you leave the battlefield, he sweeps you off your feet and twirls you around in a tight hug.

🪷 Even when you lose, Lee cheers you up with the same amount of energy. “I know you can do it next time! Don't give up! We'll get stronger together!” Lee knows how it feels to want to better yourself and he'll do everything he can to motivate you.

🪷 Lee is very protective, especially on missions. If you get injured during a fight, he'll go all-out on the enemy and keep you safe. Despite being shaken up, Lee tries his best to keep a level head and reassure you as he uses his bandages to patch you up. You're in good hands!

🪷 Lee loves showing off his strength for you. He'll make any excuse to lift you up and carry you bridal style or on his shoulders, or to move something heavy for you. It's a sweet way of proving that his training is paying off!

🪷 At the same time, Lee is secretly nervous to go overboard, especially while you're training together. When you first started sparring he held back a lot, but once you got closer and he learned your limits, training became a lot more fun for both of you.

🪷 Though he tries to hide it, Lee still sometimes has nightmares about his fight with Gaara when he was younger. He tosses and turns in his sleep, wincing as he grips his arm. Luckily, snuggling up to him and sharing some comforting words makes him feel a lot better. He also loves when you gently massage or kiss the spots where he was injured.

[stwarr]

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ρα𝗂𝗋𝗂𐓣𝗀! ⌗ . . ; ᴍɪᴛsᴜʀɪ x ɢɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

𓍢ִ໋ 🌷͙֒ 𝗍ω ⌗ . . ; 𐓣ⱺ𐓣𝖾!

🌷͙֒ αᑲⱺυ𝗍 ⌗ . . ; ᴍɪᴛsᴜʀɪ sᴜɢɢᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴄᴋʏ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ

You were quietly observing the view, the scent of different flowers entered your sharp nose. You sighed, your girlfriend was late again. Yet your so-said sigh was followed by a giggle.

Oh, god, how much you adored her. You couldn't help it, really. Just the mere thought of her could brighten your day.

You recalled her saying that she's gonna bring a new "snack". Hmm, she usually brings only sakura mochi but you're definitely not complaining, She has great taste.

You rip a branch off the sakura tree that is right under your meeting spot, a bench who had a great view ahead. You bring the branch closer to you.

Observing the branch brought you a feeling of warmness, the color of the sakura flowers reminded you of Mitsuri.

Then you could feel a presence approaching along with a familiar scent. You knew it was Mitsuri, You smiled as you turned your face to her direction.

From a little blurry person in the distance turned to a clearly visible person, that person being your lovely girlfriend. You decided to quickly rip some sakura flowers that was on the branch.

"Heey!! Sorry I'm late again!!" She said getting closer. When she finally reached the bench you were sitting on she exhaled, tired of all th running. "Why so late?" You teased her.

She sat on the bench. " Oh yeah! So remember that I told you about a new snack, well it was sold out so I had to find another place were they sell those!"

You giggled. " It's that popular? Anyways, I've missed you so much!" You said kissing her cheek. She smiled even more after those words, it means so much for her.

She hugged you so tight you thought your back was broken after all it wouldn't been the first time but luckily that didn't happened again this time and you are in one piece.

You looked at the sakuras in your hand and smiled . "Mitsu, I was wondering, did you ever knew how much sakura's remind me of you?"

She blushed. "Really? That's so so sweet!" She squealed. You bring your hand in front of her and slowly open it. " Really." You said while letting them be flown away by the air.

" Oh! Also, want to play a challenge~?" Your sweet girlfriend said as she gets something from her back. "Of course! What is it?" Your curiosity took over.

In her hands is a pink little box. On it was written "Sakura pocky" You tilt your head in confusion. " A challenge with food?" You said out loud.

She nodded. "It's called pocky challenge!" She said happily. "So what's the rules? And how do you play it?" You asked observing the box.

After 10 minutes of explications and nodding you both started playing with a blush on each other face. You bite, getting closer. She blushed even harder.

She decided to finally take a bite of the pocky stick too, your noses were touching. You inhale and exhale, you feel your heart starting to beat faster.

Even though you were a couple, You haven't kissed yet since both of you were shy about it and you two are a couple for like three weeks.

You take a bite of the stick, not giving up. She took one too. She was a blushing mess. You had to take a moment though. You tried to calm down but it was just impossible.

You finally took a bite. The she did too but the next thing you knew you two lips touched, forming a kiss. You both turn red, backing off. She squealed, surprised.

"Did y-you like it? " She asked looking down, fidgeting with her hands. You giggled at the silly question. "I loved it just as much I love you!" You smiled at her.

She smiled too. " Wanna k-kiss again? " she stuttered on her words. "I'd love too!" You blushed back.

꒰🌸꒱ ᴀ/ɴ ; ; ʜᴏᴡ ᴅɪᴅ ɪ ᴅᴏ? ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴍʏ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴏɴᴇ sʜᴏᴛ! ₊ ⊹

[minnielvrr]

3Racha

Lee: 3Racha Ler: 3Racha Word Count: 879

A/N: Sorry if there are any spelling mistakes, I wrote this in an hour lol😅Hope you enjoy~~🤗🩷💖💞

3racha were going on live before their debut as a group. It was a secret from the company and the trio figured if they only announced the live to their fans on SoundCloud, that it wouldn’t garner as much attention. Binnie started the live with Hannie, both youngsters wearing their hoods low over their faces in order to not be recognized. Chan had decided to pop out from behind their chairs as a surprise after 10 minutes. So as the two introduced themselves in slightly lower pitched voices as J.One and SpearB, the dark rapper.

As Chan sat behind the two, listening to their voices drone on, he was getting bored. He himself had proposed the idea of him jumping in later but now the 10 minutes seemed to stretch into an eternity. He sneaked his arms around the backs of the chairs and held on to Binnie’s waist. The dark rapper squeaked, jumping in his seat and heat rushing to his face when he realized the not so dark sound that had just escaped his lips.

Han glanced at him in surprise and concern that quickly morphed into a snicker when he saw Chan’s fingers digging into the Bin’s sides. Felling a little daring, the squirrel wrapped his own hand around his friend, his fingers joining Chan’s as they both tickled the poor boy silly. “AGH, hyuhuhuhuhung ple-pleheheHEASE AHAHAHA.”

At this point, Changbin was blatantly squirming around in his chair, legs kicking around and his whole body twisted to the side to get away from the tickly hands now skittering over his back ribs and tummy. High pitched squeals and soft giggles slipped freely from his lips, the poor dwaekki too sensitive to remain quiet and mysterious.

The two could faintly hear Channie’s giggles in the background, obviously delighted at hearing his middle kid laughing so sweetly. But soon it was Hannie’s turn and when the little squirrel least expected it, Chan shoved both his hands up the boy’s hoodie to his armpits. Han shrieked. “CHA-Hyung, hyuhungs NOHOHOHOHO! Plehease nohot thehehere,” he begged between fits of laughter.

Not wanting Changbin to get his revenge as well, the future ace tried to jump up and off the chair. Unfortunately for him, Binnie had anticipated this, grabbing both the youngers’ wrists, he pulled him back to the chair and started scribbling his fingers all over Hannie’s tummy. Han was left in hysterics.

No matter which way he turned, their hands would follow and not wanting to reveal his face, he was forced to grab at his hood and keep it in place. And the two older kids stook full advantage of it, leaving Hannie a giggly, blushing mess in front of the camera. Well, so much for his dreams of being an enigmatic underground artist.

Han was left heaving for breath, clutching at his waist by the time the two let up. With that, Channie sprung up, arms stretched wide as he cheerfully greeted his audience, pulling up a chair and sitting in the middle. While Chan was busy introducing himself, Binnie and Hannie were plotting revenge.

And they were so lucky the leader had so kindly decided to be in the middle. It would save them a lot of trouble if the oldest tried to run away. CB97 was in the middle of a speech to thank everyone for listening when he felt four hands scribbling at his sides. He squealed loudly, pushing himself back into the chair as if to escape.

But the two were on a mission and they were not about to let their target go so easily. Chan covered his face in his hands, a hot blush rising to his cheeks at how flustered he felt. “Aw hyungie, what’s the matter? Is hyungie feeling a little shy? You really shouldn’t keep your fans waiting y’know.” Hannie teased lowly into his ear, voice like sweet venom as he pressed his fingers deeper into the older’s abs to hear his leader’s squeaky cackles. “Nohoho Sungie nohohot thihihis plehehease,” he whined, melting under their administration, pale face tinted a bright crimson when Binnie joined in on the teasing, loving the uncontrollable giggles he worked out of Channie.

”Yes hyung, go on, finish your speech. We won’t stop until you’re done.” Oh, Chan was so screwed. “AH Bin! Nonono ihihiht’s sohohoh BAHAHAD.” The two weren’t letting up anytime soon, seeming to enjoy his reactions and cute sounds. Chan took a moment to gather himself amidst the tickles, then resumed his speech.

He could barely focus on the words that he had meticulously prepared the night before, wiggling in his seat and clutching onto the armrests to ground himself. Word after giggly word, he managed to get halfway through the speech, internally cursing himself for making it so long, when Binnie stuffed his hands in his ribs, squeezing with fervor.

Chan’s mind blanked, body lurching away. “Bihihin PLEHEHEASE, FAHAHAHAHA,” he couldn’t even get a coherent sentence out anymore, just laughing between his two kids. Finally taking mercy on their poor hypersensitive leader, Han and Changbin, stopped, patting Chan’s back and easing his hands from where they were once again glued to his face.

Han cupped his cheeks, cooing at their teary eyed leader and Binnie cuddled him gently from the side. By the time they ended the live, the three adorable kids had a much bigger fandom than a couple of hours ago.

[toyourheartandback]

WAITING LINE

book!percy jackson x reader

in which you have been waiting to be percy’s first choice since the first time you met him

word count: 1.45k

warnings: bad english and crearly ooc percy (because he’s such a complex character and i strongly believe his relationship with annabeth is fundamental for his development)

a/n: currently reading son and feeling very inspired to write a second part with older percy, but first i gotta see if at least one person gets interested in this one

you met percy jackson for the first time at 12 years old. the two of you stumbled across each other on the lakeshore by the limit of the forest, some days after him returning the lighting bolt and luke’s betrayal. camp halfblood was a mess, trying to recover from the possibility of a war between gods and the realization of being backstabbed by their favorite counselor, and that’s why both of you decided to search peace far from all of that.

when you approached the lake, percy was sitting into the water with damp clothes looking at the sun in front of him. it was time for apollo to rest from his work, but there were still enough light to let you see the tears on the boy’s cheeks once you got close to him. “can i stay here?” he moved his head in your direction at the question while attempting to get rid of the tears with his hand. “yeah, sure.”

the sand and the water were still warm when your bare feet touched it as you reached the close side of the son of poseidon and sat there. sea green eyes full of curiosity followed all of your movements. “i’m percy, what’s your name?” you giggled a little too loud at his first statement that he looked at you confused.

“do you really think i don’t know who you are?” of course you knew him. how could you not? everyone at camp talked about the little kid who killed a minotaur, returned the master bolt and saved olympus all in one week. he was a hero and a cute one as well. “i’m y/n.”

percy blushed at your words and you couldn’t help but feel yourself do the same at the sight. “nice to meet you, y/n” he had a bright welcoming smile on his face and the two of started talking for hours after that moment. sharing insecurities, passions, feelings and moments. everything that came to your minds. the both of you felt finally seen after some tremendous weeks.

that time was one of many through the years. during the school year you would send letters to each other and while at camp you would meet up when you could make time for that, between his quests and the war. it was always at that same spot on the lakeshore after dinner. just the two of you, alone.

your friendship was like a whisper, a quiet secret. you weren’t that close outside of your private encounters full of emotions and doubts about your lives. percy had his friends, his adventures and a prophecy to fulfill. he didn’t have the time for you.

nonetheless you didn’t care if you were able to see each other just once a week because it was enough. until the letters stopped arriving in your mailbox and percy started ignoring you at camp. the first time was because of rachel and then when he started dating annabeth. you were very happy for him, but you were also crying in your cabin at night missing the guy who knew you the best.

at some point you had to move on with your life. percy and annabeth were perfect for each other. he didn’t need your silly conversations anymore when he could just talk to his nice little girlfriend. so you moved on and it was like you and him have never been anything for one another. simply two people whose lives never crossed.

that was all before he decided to startle your life again. “since when do you still pray?” his unexpected voice made a shiver go through your spine. you were in the waiting line for burning your offerings to the gods at dinner and percy was just right behind you, probably also waiting for his turn like you were. “i could tell you the same thing” you said looking at him smirking at your words.

he seemed more mature since the last time you two had an interaction together. probably it was achille’s curse or the weight of the war on his shoulders, but to you it was deeper than that. he wasn’t the little kid crying on the lakeshore that you met years prior anymore. he almost resembled a god and you would have believed he was if you didn’t know better.

“i don’t” percy answered you with a shrug of his shoulders and deep green eyes looking at yours. “usual spot tonight?” you were at loss of words but a million thought in your head, so you just nodded. he showed you the biggest and most radiant smile ever and left you baffled in front of the burning fire.

perhaps it was stupid agreeing. after months trying to forget him, you just didn’t need the wound to be open again. but you still went to that same old spot that night right after dinner and percy was already there, waiting for you. all of your doubts were swept away when he looked at you.

gods, you missed him.

“i’m glad you came” he genuinely seemed happy to see you, almost relieved. his hands were fidgeting with riptide as a pen and his puppy eyes were focused on yours. your heart was doing cartwheels and backflips at the mere sight of percy jackson. you pulled yourself together by focusing your gaze behind the boy and reminding yourself of your well thought argument that you prepped before approaching him. “percy, why are we here?”

“I think we should talk” you sighed at his answer, fixing your camp t-shirt nervously while still facing the shining water instead of his deep stare of the same color. “talk about what?” you just wanted the boy to acknowledge how unfair he had been with you, rather than pushing you away. you wanted closure.

he placed riptide in his jeans pocket and got closer to you, trying to get in your line of sight. “i missed you” your cheeks were flushing an unintentional bright red at his words that only got worse once the son of poseidon grabbed your hands. “i’m lost without your support” percy’s touch on your skin was as tender as his voice in your ears.

“you have other people in your life to rely on” your bitterness was shown as you scoffed. the boy squeezed your hands and gave you a sweet smile, getting so close that you could breathe the comforting smell of salt water. “annabeth and i broke up” you pushed him away as hard as your heart sank at his words.

“i’m just your rebound” you felt so stupid for misplacing his actions towards you. percy was there only because he felt alone and you were his last and most desperate choice. tears started rolling down your cheeks as you were overwhelmed with emotions. “no, y/n, no” he tried to come closer but you shoved him off. “i couldn’t bear being near you before” his whole being was showing guilt and worry, but you could only see pity for you.

“i need to be alone” you were already backing away from him, rubbing your face to stop crying and trying to compose yourself. percy was frenetically apologizing as he was attempting to grab your arms to make you stay with him. “please, i’m sorry, just listen to me” he looked like a rumbling mess, but you couldn’t have this conversation with him that day. you thought you were ready to confront him and you were wrong.

you had gotten the explanation of his behavior that you so ardently needed, therefore you could leave and you did. you just walked away from him and went straight to your cabin, shutting the door behind. you thanked the gods that your siblings were at the campfire as you started violently sobbing.

he was being unfair to you. you were just starting to get over him and then he barged into your peacefulness with his cocky handsome smile and pretty dark hair which you weren’t able to ignore. the son of poseidon knew how whipped you were of him and that you would have always waited for him to affirm your place in his life, but you were tired of being left on the sidelines for when he needed a shoulder to cry on. you didn’t need to be made second to annabeth or rachel or anyone else, not a goddamn prophecy either. you were going to be first on someone else’s line if you couldn’t be on percy’s.

[ilydeku]

fortune cookie | izuku x reader

"Hey excuse me." Your father sticks his hand up, signaling to the viridescent haired boy almost passing by. He stops, making his way over to your table. The faint smell of sweet cologne allured you.

"Yes, how can I help you, sir?"

"My daughter here thinks you're really cute-"

"DAD!" You sink down in your seat, your hands quickly covering your flushed face. How embarassing. You can't believe how he could even say that out of nowhere. You've never even mentioned anything about any oc the waiters in the resteraunt, though you'd be lying if you said you weren't keeping an eye on this particular one.

"Oh?" The boy turns to you with a smile. "What's your name?" The only response he got was you sinking lower, under the table and out of view, hands glued to your face. Never in your life have you had the urge to die the very moment.

"Her name is Y/n," your father replies for you.

"Pretty name. Nice to meet you, y/n!" He walks away to his next task while father laughs at your current state. He pushes a plate of food over as some kind of apology and smiles.

"Dad whyy?" You crawl out from under the table as the coast was clear, laughing along with him.

"What? You can't stay alone by yourself you know."

"What's with this now? You've always kept me far away from boys."

"Well, that boy looks like he got something in him. I can feel it."

.

After the wonderful meal, your father called for the check. You relaxed and leaned against the back rest of the chair, full and satisfied. Two fortune cookie were brought along with the check. Curious, you opened up the one given to you just to read the silly fortune.

'You will know it when you see it. It will know you when it sees you.'

"Pshh." You were about to discard the slip of paper when a figure in the background catches your eye, the same waiter that you were embarrassed in front of. You almost considered running out of the resteraunt, but it looked like he was trying to tell you something. He extends his hand in front of him and waves it slightly, probably telling you to wait, then he makes a fist like he's holding something and twirls his finger in the air. You tilt your head and giggle, not understanding the signs he's giving you. He face palms and giggles himself. He must've looked pretty stupid. He pointed to the fortune in your hand and twirled his finger once more. Pinching the paper in both fingers, you flipped it to the other sidea and almost choked.

'I always thought happiness started with an ‘h,’ but it turns out mine starts with ‘u.’ :) 0XX-XXX-XXXX (My name is Izuku Midoriya by the way!)'

Your face glowed in excitement and nervousness. This couldn't possibly be a joke right? He had this fortune cookie custom created just for you. No one would go that far for a somebody just to mess with them. Izuku Midoriya. You stared at him for a second. He looked genuine. Very cute. Hard believe he actually gave you his number after he witnessed you being obliterated by your father. Your eyes slowly trailed up to the the boys face. He blushed and gave you a bright smile before waving and returning to his work.

"What's that you got there y/n?" You father asks as he gets ready to leave. "''S that your fortune?" You smiled at the note in your hands, pocketing it safely as you both left the resturant.

"No...not a fortune. More like my future."

support me? :)

[dreamychuu]

Hokuto as childhood friends rambles...

Warning/info = gn!reader, hokuto is in love, fluff, pet names, some comfort, mention of being bullied, mention of arranged marriage.

A/n : i was suppose doing request but this thing have been appearing in my brain every second.

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Rambles undercut

1. okay okay i think since you guys know each other since a kid there is a bigger chance that its beacuse of the both of your parents

2. You're very close with his grandma too! you guys spend times playing in his grandma house most of the time and maybe help her cooking (you guys ended up messing up the kitchen but his grandma just chukles)

3. Hokuto always call people with their surname but maybe since you guys know each other since you guys were a kid there is this habits to calls each others by a cute nickname that the lil kids you made.

Some hokuto nickname i made : oku-kun/chan, kuu-chan, kutoo-chan/kun, etc

4. But for the sake of his Reputaion he always calls you by your surname when there is other people who isnt both of your family.

(He once accidently calls you by a cute nickname in front of trickstars, at first he doesnt notice until subaru start questioning it while jumping in curiousty)

Basically all of them start suspecting hokuto and you were dating since the both of you keep secret nickname's for each others (the one who make the theory was makoto)

5. If you're being bullied , he will always try to comfort you, he's not good with words so all he can do is do something to comfort you.

Comfort Scenario : he hurriedly enter your room and saw you crying while sitting on the floor leaning against your bed with folded legs as you cover your face on your kness. He then took the blanket from your bed and sat next to you on the floor, covering the both of you with the blanket.

Noticing Hokuto presence , you start to cried harder and jump into his arm hugging him. he hugged you back with his hand on your back pushing you closer to him and his other hand behind your Head bringing your face in front of his chest as he give you a comfort kiss your forehead.

6. There is this one time when his & yours parents jokingly said that they might arranged married the both of you, when he heard this he was blushing but try to keep his composoure (he imagine about the both of you get married not in the creppy way)

7. Despite being in busy with each others life you guys at least can be seen going everywhere together at least once a week.

8. Whenever the both of you travel together you two always hold hands , beacuse of that you always bring a gloves so you wont feel much cold while holding his hands.

9. just like sillies little kids maybe you guys made like the classic "lets get married when we got older" Promise. (You forgot about it while he always remembers it)

10. You always do acting Together but since you got older you guys stopped doing it together but you still watch his performance (he appreciate it alot)

11. He such an hopeless romantic and when he do try to flirt or make a move on you, you always see it as a friendly joke since the both of you always do that as a kid.

12. Aoi twins found out about his crush and gave him a flirt lesson (it doesnt work)

13. He confess to you when the both of you was going home together. As you both decided to visit his grandma house by walking.

the two of you walked together until you suddenly stopped and looked towards the beautiful river that was in front of the bridge divider.

your eyes look towards the beautiful river while his eyes are glued to your figure , you look so "beautiful under the sky that evening", he said to himself

"[name]", he called out

with you turning to face fixed towards him your eyes meet each other.

"I love you," he said directly without hesitation with his gentle expression.

your eyes widened in surprise with a sudden confession from him you looked down he was confused and tried to melt the atmosphere by saying if you don't love him back it's okay.

You laughed hearing him sounds a bit sad and answered his confession with "I love you too, always been..."

[beels-burger-babe]

Double Vision

*This is completely self-indulgent as I officially have to wear glasses now and got my first pair today, but I figured to give you guys some content in between me being stuck on the two stupid drafts that I'm writing, I'd give you this I guess this is a series of shorts?? Either way, enjoy! -B*

Summary: It's the night before the first major test of the RAD school year, and MC has been holed up in their room all day. The brothers are concerned and go to check in on them, but they notice something different - MC is wearing glasses

CW: Asmo being Asmo. His bit is a little suggestive at times

LUCIFER

Although he'll never admit it, Lucifer was really concerned when you had disappeared for the entire day.

He was so used to hearing you laughing amongst his brothers, or pestering him in his office, or even just lounging in the living room that your absence had left him feeling like something was wrong.

Using the excuse of bringing you food to prevent you from starving, he comes to your room and knocks once before entering.

"MC, I know your studying, but do try not to forget that you...need..."

He's cut off mid-snark as he saw you staring back at him behind a pair of framed lenses.

His heart stuttered in his chest and Lucifer Morningstar is left speechless.

Your hair was a mess from the countless times you had run your hands through it. There were bags of exhaustion under your eyes, and there was a hand-shaped mark on your face from where you had been leaning into your palm.

But with those glasses, you looked studious and sharp.

If the eye-wear added this much to your beauty when you were clearly sleep-deprived as you were, he couldn't help but imagine how you might look dressed up in business wear with them.

"Lucifer?"

He snapped his head up, as you caught his focus one more, and noticed, with a frown, how you had removed your glasses.

"Did you come here for something?"

Lucifer walked over to your desk and set down the plate in front of you. "I was ensuring that you actually ate some food between all the reading you're doing." He picked up your glasses and casually inspected them (although mentally he was taking note of the style so that he could buy you more). "I was unaware that you wear glasses, MC."

You rolled your eyes and took a bite from the food in front of you. "That's because I don't need to wear them all the time. Just when I'm doing activities that can strain my eyes."

Lucifer hummed and looked closely at you. You rose an eyebrow at the demon, questioning his odd behaviour. Before you could say anything, he leaned forward and gently slid the frames onto your face.

You felt your cheeks heat up as his eyes remained locked on yours, and a sly smile graced his lips. "You should wear them more often," he whispered softly. "You look lovely in them."

MAMMON

Mammon sighed heavily as he sat upside down on his bed.

He was bored. You had locked yourself up in your room all day for that stupid test and had kicked him out since apparently he was "distracting" and "prevented you from getting any work down."

Well, fuck that! He wanted to spend time with you, damn it!

Mammon marched down the hall and banged on the door once before throwing open the door. "Yo human! Studyin' time is over! It's Mammon ti-...time..."

He trailed off for a moment as he noticed you glaring heatedly at him. However, it wasn't the glare that made him surprised. No. It was the fact that the glare was being filtered through a pair of glasses that he had never seen before on your face.

"When the fuck did you start wearin' glasses?!" He screeched and marched over to you, grabbing your cheeks to pull you closer and get a better look.

You let out a noise of frustration and swatted his hands away. "Mammon quit it! I'm trying to study!"

Surprisingly, he pulled back his hands, but he remained barely an inch away from you. "I didn't ask if you were studyin'! I asked about the glasses!"

You felt yourself blush and pulled your face away. "I've always had glasses. I just don't always wear them. That's all. Wh-Why does it matter?"

Mammon opened his mouth to give a retort, before snapping his jaw back shut. His face grew rapidly warm as he scratched the back of his neck. "I-I was just wonderin'! You've been down here for what? 3 months now? And I ain't ever seen you wear them."

You averted your eyes from the clearly flustered demon and nervously played with your hands. "Yeah, well, I didn't really want any of you to see me in them. I look pretty silly and-"

"What the fuck are you talkin' about? You're adorable!!" Mammon shouted before slapping a hand over his blushing face. The two of you stared at each other with wide eyes full of shock. "I-I mean, glasses are cool, ya know? I wear glasses all the time! And if the Great Mammon knows anythin', it's style! So, of course, you look cute- I mean good- I mean gorgeous- I-I mean GAH!" Mammon turned around and stormed out of the room.

A couple days later, you found a pair of tinted glasses, identical to the ones Mammon wears, in your prescription sitting by your door.

LEVIATHAN

Levi groaned as he looked at the books in front of him.

He wasn't the most studious of his brothers, and this test was draining the life out of him. He wanted nothing more than to curl up with you and watch anime, but because of this stupid test you were both holed up in your respective rooms studying.

Leviathan let out a huff as he laid his head on his desk and glanced over at his manga collection. His gaze paused on the side of a particular school manga with the two main characters studying on the cover.

Levi shot out of his seat in realization, "I can just go study with them!!!"

Levi quickly gathered all his textbooks and went straight to your room. He knocked on the door and nervously waited for you to answer.

As the door swung open, Levi's jaw dropped and his books went scattering across the floor.

Glasses. You were wearing glasses. Glasses that made your eyes look slightly bigger and just overall made you so freaking cute. Oh goodness. He didn't know that you could pull off the cool, studious type so well. You were just so cute!

"Oh shoot, Levi! Your books!" You bent down and quickly began to gather them for him. It was just like a scene from an anime!

"S-So kawaii," the otaku muttered, as he tried to hide his red face behind his arm.

The reddening got worse as you looked up at him and tilted your head. "What was that, Levi?"

He frantically waved his hands took his books back from you, "N-NOTHING! Just, um, I-I was wondering if we could study together? I'm not having much luck on my own, a-a-and you look smart, especially with your new glasses, which look amazing, and I-I thought maybe..."

You smiled softly at the otaku's mumbling and grabbed his hand. "Of course, Levi! I'd love to study with you!"

As you pulled him into your room to sit at your desk, Levi blushed and followed behind you, mentally thinking of the number of glasses-wearing cosplays he could get you to try.

SATAN

Satan took a sip of his tea as you sat down at the library table beside him.

Test season had always been a favourite of his for a number of reasons, but this year, those reasons could all be narrowed down to one big one: he got to spend more time alone with you.

It made him more grateful than ever that his brothers were morons and that he was the only dependable demon in the house that you could study with.

He had constructed an easy-to-follow study guide for the two of you that would guarantee both your success for this test. You'd get good grades and avoid Lucifer's wrath, and he'd get to spend time with you. It was a win-win.

He flipped through a textbook to find the subject of the test. "Alright. We should get started if we're going to stick to the plan. Now, how comfortable are you with..." he stopped short as he looked up and saw you staring at him with a pair of glasses on your face.

He blinked.

He had never seen you were glasses before. He couldn't help but think that now that he had, he never wanted to see you without them again. You look so stunning and elegant with them on. He absolutely loved it.

Of course, he couldn't just tell you that though.

Instead, Satan tilted his head and smirked. "You are aware that just because you're wearing glasses, it won't make you any smarter?"

You gasped in mock offence and lightly hit his arm as Satan laughed. "I'll have you know these are prescribed! I have to wear them when I'm doing any strenuous activities."

Satan flashed a roguish smile and went back to flipping through his book. "Pity. I'd rather like to see you wear them more often. You look wonderful," before you even got the chance to respond or acknowledge the light blush on his cheeks, Satan cleared his throat. "Now, on page 364, you'll see..."

ASMODEUS

Asmodeus hummed to himself as he walked towards your room with a basket full of facemasks and nail polish in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other.

You had been tucked away in your little room all day studying, and he just knew that you needed a break. That's where he came in of course, offering you all the love and self-care you could ever desire.

Asmodeus joyfully knocked on your door before slipping inside. "MC dear, I've come to free you from your..." he inhaled sharply at the sight before him.

You were laying on your stomach, kicking your legs behind you as you read whatever book you were studying from, dressed in an adorably oversized sweatshirt. That alone would've been enough to make him squeal.

But you were also wearing glasses.

Asmo shrieked as he jumped onto the bed with you and tackled you.

You let out a yelp as the two of you tumbled to the floor. "Wha- Asmo! Get off!"

Asmodeus giggled and sat up beside you. "Sorry, darling! I couldn't help it! You look so cute with your little glasses. AH! It's delightful," his eyes sparkled with intrigue and pleasure. "Sexy even," he purred as he leaned in close.

You chuckled and pushed Asmodeus away as you stood up. "I'm just studying. The glasses are so I can read without getting a headache."

The demon hummed as he walked back over to the door to regather his supplies. "Well, have you ever considered buying some for accessories? I have a pair or two that would look gorgeous on you. It'd be a shame if the only person who ever got to see how scrumptious you look with glasses was your books," he smirked knowingly as he turned around and saw you flustered.

Asmo grinned and held the basket and wine bottle. "Now enough with the studying. It's time for a break. So sit back and relax, and let me take care of you."

You raised an eyebrow at him, and damn that glare was more effective from behind a pair of lenses. "Asmo," you warned, causing the demon to shiver.

Asmo pouted and gestured to the basket. "Self-care of course. Gee, MC, why must you think such filthy things."

BEELZEBUB

Beel made his way towards your room with his arms full of snacks.

He was proud of you for taking your test so seriously and really putting in the work to do your best, but he was also worried. He had barely seen you come out of your room even once today, and that meant that you probably hadn't eaten enough.

Seeing as you were always carrying around snacks for him, he figured it was time that he returned the favour.

He frowned as he got to your door and realized that he had no hands to knock with. He tried rearranging the food in his arms but nearly dropped the entire load. Beel huffed and stared at the door for a couple seconds before leaning forward and butting it with his head several times.

He heard a groan and some shuffling on the other side before the door opened.

His eyes widened as you stood before him, yawning as you rubbed your eyes underneath your glasses - yes, glasses.

You were always small in comparison to Beel, but now with the glasses, there was something about it that made you look even more delicate.

"Cute," Beel said as he looked down at you.

Your face instantly flushed as you blinked up at him. "H-Huh?"

Beel smiled softly and felt his fingers twitch with the urge to ruffle your hair. "Your glasses. They look very cute," he explained honestly.

You squeaked and quickly took them off, too embarrassed by Beel's forward compliment. "Th-Thanks Beel. They're um, they're just for studying."

The urge to ruffle your hair, or pat your shoulder, or even simply touch you grew stronger, but Beel's hands were still full. So, much like with the door, Beelzebub thought of an alternative.

He leaned down and gently kissed the top of your head. His warm gaze met yours as he gently whispered, "You always look pretty, but with them on, you look even prettier," and then, as though he hadn't just stolen your heart, he grinned and held out the food. "I brought snacks."

BELPHEGOR

Belphie had been wandering around the house late at night in yet another round of restlessness.

He had just walked past your door when he noticed your bedroom light was still on. Belphegor tsked and began making his way over. It was bad enough that he wasn't getting any sleep. He didn't need you picking up on his awful sleep habits just because of some boring test.

Without bothering to knock, Belphie opened your bedroom door. He opened his mouth to tease you but found his words catching in his throat.

You weren't awake after all.

You were passed out on your desk, face smooshed up against an open book with a pair of glasses sitting uncomfortably askew on your nose.

Belphie felt his cold heart melt at the sight.

He let out a deep chuckle and walked over to you. He carefully removed the glasses from your face and snorted at the red lines that had been left in their wake. He pressed gentle kisses to the marks before scooping you up in his arms and carrying you over to your bed.

"Silly MC," he whispered as he draped your blankets over you. "Everyone knows that you're not supposed to sleep with glasses on," he smiled tenderly at your sleeping form as he brushed a few hairs from your forehead. "No matter how cute they may make you."

*And that's that! I hope you enjoyed this cute little thing I just threw together! Sorry I haven't been able to write as much lately. School and work have just been insane and I honestly don't think the workload is gonna get any lighter. Thank you for your patience and your support!*

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[sanjithesimp]

“I think I’m falling for you”

Ace x Sabo x Smoker x GN reader

A/n: Helloooo!!! yes of course i can, in this case I chose to write them as hcs for each of the characters, I hope you enjoy them as much as I did writing it :))

original request: Heyo! Could I please request- I think I'm falling for you + Im all yours tonight with Sabo, Ace, &Smoker? Thank you for your writing and gl with this <sweet> event!

WARNING: NSFW (minors DNI). alcohol mention. “little slut” is used. fingering. squirting.

prompts: "I think I’m falling for you" & “I’m yours tonight”

playlist suggested to listen while you read this <3

Ace

It was a nice evening, the breeze gently caressed your skin and messed your hair. You and Ace were talking while sitting on deck. It was your favorite place on the whole ship.

“Are you going to miss me?” He asked with puppy eyes.

“Of course I will, you silly” You answered, and deep down you didn’t want him to go on that mission at all, even though he was going to go with some other commanders they were in so much danger. You didn’t want anyone to get hurt or worse.

You gave him a small kiss on his freckled cheek.He and you became friends very fast, it was as if you were meant to meet each other, or you knew each other in a past life.

You both knew each other's stories and secrets, and trusted each other so much that you would sacrifice your life to save the life of the other.

Sometimes the crew said that you were more than friends, and joked about being the perfect couple of the Whitebeard pirates.

You both would get so flustered at first, but now you only ignored them or laughed about it.

As it started getting darker you decided to get inside as the air was starting to make you shiver.

“Stay for a little while, please?” Ace made his puppy eyes, the ones that you could never say no to. You rolled your eyes and cuddled next to him, immediately feeling the warmth of his fire body.

He started talking, his tone changed suddenly making him look serious.

“So, Y/n, I’ve been wanting to tell you this for a while now” He said, his eyes had this glow and you could see as his cheeks started turning red.

“And I- I think I’m falling for you” Ace said, looking at you as the stars and moon lit up the spot you both were sitting on.

Tears welled up in your eyes, they were happy and sad tears. Why was he telling you this just now? What was going through his mind? Why you? Hundreds of questions started to form in your mind and suddenly you felt overwhelmed.

“I’m sorry, I- I’m sorry Y/n…I didn’t mean to make you feel that way” Ace apologized, and couldn’t help to think that everything was a mistake.

You knew about all the insecurities he carried all along, ever since he knew his father was Gol D. Roger, all the rejection and hate he received made him think that he was a mistake and everything he did was wrong.

You took him in your arms “You did nothing wrong, I love you too but it’s just-” your voice broke at that moment, remembering that he was going on a mission and you were worried something would happen.

“Nothing’s going to happen to me, I promise I will come back” He said as if he could read your mind, then he held you close to reassure you that he would be back.

Later that night you both walked into your room, Ace closing the door with a strength that could almost break the door.

“Shhhh…are you trying to wake everyone up” You whispered as he laid on the bed, he had a smile drawn across his face. You couldn’t help it but smile too.

You were a bit nervous, being the first time you had ever been together like this. You dimmed the light of the lamp on your side table.

“No,no don’t do that please, I want to see you” Ace said making you blush, his eyes were kind and you knew he was true to his words. You started slowly undressing, he did too trying to make you feel comfortable.

When you finally were completely naked in front of each other, Ace looked at you with loving eyes, he didn’t have to say a word, you knew what he thought. Your eyes roamed over his body, looking at the scars he had on his body, each and everyone telling a story because all his life he had been fighting.

You slowly walked to him until your chest was on his, feeling his usual warmth against your body, then you looked at him and said “I’m all yours tonight” then bit your lip and started kissing him while you placed your hands on his chest pushing him to the bed.

And then slowly getting on top of him, feeling his hard dick graze your belly as you got closer to him to kiss him.

The night went on as he fucked you, his hands on your waist as you rid him praising at how good you felt around his dick while he pinched and rubbed your nipples, just to hear the heavenly sounds of pleasure come out of you, calling out his name. He could just come by listening to you moan his name over and over.

Sabo

You were on a mission with Sabo, he was second in command of the Revolutionaries and you were just new to the organization. He had been assigned to teach you everything he knew. You both shared a passion for fighting for the rights of the people and an enormous hate for the World Government.

He was really kind and sweet,but when he fought he was fearless and feral. Focused on the goal to end with all of the injustice once and for all. His past was sad and he barely talked about it, except about his brothers, whom he loved so much and wished to find them again.

You had known him for about a year, and you had fallen deeply for him, but would never admit it out loud. He was far too busy to even look at you, so if you ever revealed your true feelings, you knew it wouldn’t be corresponded anyway.

“Are you okay Y/n?” He said as you walked through the wintry island, he looked at you confused as you were lost in your thoughts.

“Yes, sorry, I was just thinking” You said without giving out exactly what you were thinking about.

“About what? If I may know.” He asked politely, he was such a gentleman another reason why you liked him so much.

You distracted him with some other thoughts you had about the recent events that had been going on in the world, and how everything was chaotic as the new pirate era was starting.

As time passed and you got to know each other better on that island, you both were so close. You could even say that you were really good friends, but he could never know your feelings towards him.

You tried to hide them, all until that night. You were celebrating, and alcohol started to circulate. You were so happy that you didn’t realize how much you had been drinking, and perhaps that was the reason why you were feeling especially happy. But you didn’t care anymore, as long as you weren’t alone with Sabo everything would be alright.

Everything was going ok, until you started dancing, taking a piece of clothing every time. You were definitely not thinking straight but the freedom you felt, just for once you were not overthinking everything.

You were about to get on a table when you felt some hands hold you tight and carry you away from the crowd.

“What are you doing Y/n?” Sabo asked you, looking all serious, he was concerned.

“Nothing, celebrating I guess” You replied laughing and trying to head back to where you were dancing and laughing with some friends you had made.

“I don’t think you should go back in there, maybe it's time to go back” Sabo said, holding your arm, stopping you from making another mistake.

“C’mon Y/n, let’s go back home” You nodded, coming to your senses. Thinking of how ridiculous you must’ve looked. You were embarrassed, him seeing you like that. He must have thought you were immature, not fit for being with the Revolutionaries.

You walked back quietly, hugging your arms as you had lost a few layers of your clothing back at the bar. You shivered but refused to say anything to Sabo, you were too ashamed to even speak to him.

“Here, you are freezing Y/n” He said and lent you his coat. You immediately felt the warmth. You thanked him and continued walking until you got to the little house where you were staying.

He prepared you some hot chocolate and warmed some of the food that you prepared this morning. You couldn’t help to imagine how a good boyfriend he would be, and how sweet and loving he could be.Once he finished, he sat next to you and gave you your food.

“Thank you Sabo, for everything” You said, sipping on the hot chocolate. He smiled and said that he was scared that something could happen to you in that bar, as you didn’t know who could be there, maybe someone dangerous.

You didn’t know if it was the alcohol that was still on your system, or maybe just the way he had been with you all this time, but you couldn’t hold it anymore so you leaned in closer to Sabo and kissed him. He placed his hands on your waist, pulling you closer to him, you could feel the leather of his gloves on your burning skin. It felt like a dream, but it was all real.

You tangled your legs around him, feeling his hardness over the fabric of his pants. You moved your hand all the way to where his belt was, and started to unbuckle it, but he stopped you.

“Are you sure Y/n?” He said, making sure you were making the right decision, not wanting to force you to go on with something that you could regret later.

“Yes, I do.” You replied to him. “I’m all yours tonight” You whispered in his ear as you unbuckled his belt and started unzipping his pants. You then moved your hands inside his underwear, feeling his hard pulsating dick on your hand, you pumped it a few times, spilling precum on your thighs.

You could hear Sabo’s loud moans as you continued to pump his cock,and kissed his neck gently nipping his skin.

His fingers moved along your slit, feeling at how wet you were for him, you clenched around them as he fucked you with two fingers knuckle deep that had you arching your back on the chair you were sitting on, almost making you fall.

He then stopped and signaled you to follow him, and so you did, still dizzy from all the sudden turn of events. You both walked inside Sabo’s bedroom.

Where continued fucking, he took all of your clothes and his as well. Praising you and telling you how beautiful you were, and how well you took him inside you as he thrusted in and out of you, ripping tears and the loudest moans that you could produce.

“You know, I’ve been wanting to do this with you for the longest time.” Sabo admitted, sweat beads on his forehead, you could hear his heart beating fast.

You immediately smiled, knowing that he had been thinking about you too. And that all this time, he had also felt something for you. He was

“I think I’m falling for you” You said, as you laid on the bed next to Sabo. His eyes on you, he was blushing and he couldn’t stop smiling.

“I think I’m falling for you too” Sabo said as you laid your head on his chest.

Smoker

He had been out for almost a year. And finally today he was coming back. You were so excited to see him, that you decided to clean the whole house.

“I’m sorry, I know how lonely you must have felt all this time” He said, kissing your temple while he cupped your cheeks. “But I may be able to fix it all” He continued while he held your hand and walked all the way to the bedroom.

“What’s going on Smoker?” You asked him confused as he was never this cheery.

He then took off his jacket, revealing his god-like body that you missed so much. And thought about nights where you could only think about him touching you, fucking you.

He sat on the bed and said “I’m all yours tonight, babe”. Never in a million years you would have thought Smoker would let you completely take the lead and tell him what to do, but he didn’t like being told what to do. EVER.

You sat on his lap, and whispered in his ear “So you missed me that much, huh?” You started grinding on his iron strong thigh, suddenly feeling embarrassed for how wet you were already and nothing had really happened.

“You’ve missed me too, I see” He said as he surrounded you with his arm, pulling you closer to him only to feel his hot skin against yours.

You started undressing only to reveal the tiny set of lingerie you had bought for when your boyfriend got back, the material was sheer, he could even see your hard nipples under the fabric. Making him impossibly harder than he was already.

He couldn’t resist so he took one of your breasts to his mouth,licking and biting at your hard nipples, you could hear and feel his groans on your skin that sent electric shocks all over your body.

Smoker was needy, you could feel it as he had so much energy in him. He had been alone for a year, mostly working all the time without a time to rest or even think about something that was not work. Of course he would sometimes touch himself thinking about you but it wasn’t the same.

You knew it because you went through it too, there was no toy, no scenery that could replace the way he made you feel. The way he would aggressively squeeze your ass, and call you his little slut. Praise you when you sucked him off.

He placed a hand on your panties touching at how soaking wet you were, and took his fingers to his mouth just to taste you.

“Fuck Y/n, you taste so good” He said after licking his fingers clean.

“Let me have a better taste” Smoker continued as he laid you on the bed and then started kissing your chest, your belly until he got to your cunt.He removed your thong, he then placed a finger knuckle deep inside you, and then out of you, the pace increasing every time.

Until he stuck out his tongue and started licking your clit, sucking it and moving his tongue around it, you fisted the bed sheets, bracing yourself for how hard you were about to cum on his mouth. Your legs were closing in but Smoker held them apart to keep on fucking you with his tongue.

You felt the coil on your belly snap, and a sweet release as you squirted all over your lover’s mouth, your legs were shaking at how good he had made you feel.

He licked you clean, making you squirm as you were still sensitive from your orgasm, he loved you and he had been craving to make you feel like this. It was unbelievable for some people, but he loved making you feel loved.

After getting cleaned up, you both cuddled up on the bed. You thought about the time Smoker had confessed his love for you, about how sweet he was, “I think I’m falling for you Y/n, I can’t hide it anymore” Smoker said as he kissed you for the first time.

[dabis-azure-songbird]

He is Beauty, He is Grace, and He's a Whole Mess

A/N: This video really helped me write for this too!

Pairing: Vil x F!Yuu/Reader

WARNING: This work of fiction starts out SFW and then the last part changes into NSFW. Minors feel free to read too, but when you see the warning I add and "keep reading" button, please do not click it.

Written for: @teddiiursula I hope you're ready to fall for Vil and that I could accomplish it! Even if you don't, I hope you enjoy seeing a silly and cut-loose side of Vil. NSFW part got a lot more romantic than I intended, but oh well!

Enjoy your pillow fight readers!~

At first you had thought THE great Vil Schoenheit was cold, hard, and ultimately unreachable. An icy beauty who loved to do nothing but nag and confiscate everyone's favorite treats at practices and sleepovers alike.

Far from the man in front of you now, Sure, he was still pretty and hygienic for a man, but now he was far more natural and casual. He seemed genuinely relaxed. His shoulders and postures sagged and slouched softly. His hair was messily clipped up with a few haywire strands escaping.

He didn't notice you gaze upon him. He was too busy focusing on his hands and removing the hard work from this morning that had lasted the entire day. His mask he wore. Vil Schoenheit! When he finally did notice your eyes, he faltered slightly. His lavender gaze met your eyes reflected in his vanity and he smiled gently...sweetly.

It was the sweet natural blush in his smile. The glitter within his violet orbs. The nakedness and vulnerability of his person.

"Vil...?"

"Hmm...?" he drawled slowly.

"I think I like you better without any makeup."

The blonde falters more, turning and twisting his body to glance directly at you. Initially, he just thought you were pulling his leg and trying to get a reaction from him. But the sincerity in your voice that was followed in your eyes, reassured him of the truth.

"O-Oh..." he fumbles, makeup wipe feeling forgotten in his hand.

That night changed your relationship drastically. Even if you hadn't realized it at first... Vil Schoenheit is just Vil. Vil is just Vil to you. And he sometimes now addresses you by name, especially in private. Even gives you a nickname once or twice between the two of you.

His body language is a lot more alleviated when it's just the two of you. Vil takes his makeup off sooner when it's just the two of you in private.

"I get so tired of wearing makeup all day and being such a poised bitch all the time, but I'm always being watched and nitpicked."

A genuine confession. One that makes you think and soften. What if he just wanted to chill and be a boy? Play football and roughhouse? Just be a normal boy doing things a boy his age normally does every day. Instead, was he sometimes hostage to his image and reputation? His role in society and career? His competition with Neige?

"Have you ever thought of messing it up?"

"What do you mean, hun?"

"Like..."

You take your hand and swipe your hand over the remaining makeup on his face. Vil is getting ready to speak when you suddenly shove a snack cake into his mouth. His lilac eyes widen and his cheek poof out to accommodate the sweet treat.

"Let loose and let it all hang out."

You thought he would be furious, livid at the idea of ruining the diet he painstakingly followed daily. However, once he managed to swallow the cake, he burst out laughing instead.

"An interesting thought, Prefect."

Suddenly his eyes narrow and darken dangerously before he's grabbing a plush pillow and smacking you with it. You squeal and laugh as you try to guard yourself against the barrage.

"Huuuuhhh? I thought this was what you wanted. Don't hide now."

"Oh, you asked for it." You growl and defend, slapping the blonde male with a pillow of your own.

Vil is shocked, hair messily flipped and eyes wide, cheek a bit red from the impact, and holding a hand to it. Then he's laughing harder and tearing after you until you're both standing on top of his bed and exchanging blows.

"Ara~! You're messing up my bed, potato! I'm going to have to mash you!" you mock.

"...is that what I sound like? Really Y/N? C'mere potato and I really will mash you!"

You both laugh loudly as a pillow smacks you in the face.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT OR READ BELOW THIS POINT. NSFW PART BEGINS NOW.

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You were winding back for another strike and pushing your weight into the swing when Vil tried to dodge, foot catching in the ruffled sheets. He fell unceremoniously on his back, foot knocking into your leg and causing you to fall on him, heads knocking together.

If your eyes could have been spinning, they would have.

"OW! FUCK!" you both groaned.

"A-are you alright...?" Vil inquired.

"I don't think so. You're even more gorgeous up close and you don't have a single contour of makeup on your face."

He began laughing softly and huffed as he rubbed his forehead. "Dork. I think you hit your head harder than I did."

"Yeah, maybe so. Shhh, you're gonna give me a headache."

Vil froze underneath you as you shushed him with a kiss. He hadn't expected it at all and hadn't even minded you landing on him. At first, he had been genuinely concerned you were hurt, but then he realized.

You were unlike anyone he'd met before. Besides maybe Rook. So close to him, you had seen him without his mask, his precious makeup. His heart swelled and panicked just from that. But then you genuinely appreciated him.

His hands rapidly cusped your face before you could dare try to pull away from his lack of response. It was hot, sloppy, steamy, urgent. Then he pulled away to stare at you tenderly.

"Don't make fun of me...I love you so much. You're the first person to ever..."

"Sap!"

But he knew you weren't serious as you cut him off with another albeit much tender kiss that made his head spin. Your tongues danced and twisted as his hands slid beneath your shirt and slid it off, lips only parting long enough to get it off.

Then he gently held your back and flipped you beneath him, one knee gently pulled up to his hip as he began to remove his own clothes.

"Ugh, you used to drive me so crazy. So casual and freaking natural. But god, I'm so jealous that you're so beautiful inside and out. Without a single drop of makeup on your skin. Or designer clothes on your form. My dear, is this ok? Do you want to go further with me?"

He was so vulnerable. A Vil you hadn't seen before. Insecure. Unconfident.

You nodded earnestly and pulled him back down for more kisses as his hands softly slid the fabrics of your pants and bottoms off completely.

Your blunt nails dug themselves into the contours of his back as his length filled you. Vil found himself absolutely admiring the look on your face as you took him entirely into your depths.

"Oh my darling, you're so precious." he cooed as he held you close and gave the first few testing thrusts.

The sounds you soon let out and everything about you had his mind reeling. In your own way, you had absolutely enthralled him in ways he didn't think possible.

A light sheen of sweat covered both of your bodies before he was turning you onto your hands and knees gently, cupping and kneading a soft breast in one hand and cupping your chin with the other as he kissed you passionately.

Both of your groans and moans filled his room along with the soft clapping of your bodies colliding. He soon softly removed the hand on your chin to sweetly roll the rose bud at the apex of your thighs between his fingers and with the heat of his palm.

"Sevens, you're so gorgeous, my darling." he panted between kisses.

He was quickly reaching his limit, but he wanted to make sure you met your end first if not at the same time.

Your head was spinning, a mess, as you felt the white-heat gather in your abdomen. He finally let you lower your face into the pillow, the new angle giving him a few excellent shots into the spongy spot that had you seeing stars.

You cried out softly as you felt yourself throb and cream along the hardness of him. Vil gasped as he throbbed in you, glancing down at your heat enveloping him with a feral look and hair messily misplaced as he pumped the final few times and shook and groaned lowly as his cock exploded so hard it made his sack hurt from unloading into your velvet.

You both panted heavily as Vil softly turned you onto your back to rest on his bed.

"Holy shit darling, you're the best...Give me just a moment, I'll be right back. I just want to start us a bath."

You nodded, lids already heavy in the comfortable afterglow as you smelled the lovely concoction of bubble bath he'd started preparing.

You never realized how sweet and caring he was. Now you always noticed his glances and small smiles, only reserved for you. Just like his true self is only reserved for you in private. Only for someone that could truly appreciate his real self.

[lesbianjunimo]

That time you and your demon boyfriend went viral

hi yes hello obey me fandom!! my name is Gabbi and i have never played a single second of the actual game but i have read enough fanon content for the past year to have this idea swimming around in my head and now i am finally letting this accursed thing out of my brain and putting it in yours

also i’m only doing the brothers because any more than that and i’d have an aneurysm probably. oh and shoutout to @obeythebutler and @beels-burger-babe for inspiring me with their works to feel brave enough to write for this fandom

Lucifer:

You and Lucifer go viral on Asmo’s Devilgram story!

You’re in the kitchen helping Asmo with dinner duty and singing along to one of your playlists of human realm music that you like to show him.

Asmo starts filming your cute little dance while you stir the pot on the stove because you are just adorable!

About ten seconds into him filming, Lucifer appears in the doorway with quite the stern look on his face. You know, the one that comes right before a “MAMMOOOOOON” and strikes fear into the heart of all those with functioning eardrums. That one.

He opens his mouth, presumably to tell y’all to shut the fuck up, but then there’s a lull in the music and the eldest can hear your voice ever so slightly above the song’s vocalist and he freezes.

Man stops in his tracks like someone just smacked him in the face with a midair volleyball.

Asmo can be heard stifling a laugh behind his phone.

Lucifer’s face gets so soft and he almost, almost, loosens his metal-rod-through-the-ass posture before you notice him and give a little wave and ask if you and Asmo were being too loud like the considerate darling you are.

Lucifer clears and his throat and says something like, “No, you aren’t. I was just coming to check on how dinner is coming along,” and leaves, after which Asmo immediately presses the post button.

Screenshots of Lucifer’s heart eyes for you go absolutely viral because every demon on Devilgram goes absolutely feral for seeing the eldest demon brother lose his dignified composure. It becomes a meme template. “Get you someone who looks at you like Lucifer looks at MC” and “me at the delivery demon when he shows up with my spicy bat wings” posts become commonplace. (Asmo thinks the memes are totally worth getting strung up with Mammon for laughing at them.)

Mammon:

Much like Lucifer, you and Mammon end up going viral off Asmo’s Devilgram. (Noticing a pattern here?) 

He pulls a silly prank on your asses and honestly I don’t know how you fell for it. But hey, they say “idiots in love” for a reason, so...

You and Asmo are sitting in the common room of the House of Lamentation just chillin. Well, he’s chillin, you’re on the floor studying for an upcoming exam.

The video starts in the middle of a conversation you and the avatar of lust were having.

“No, Asmo,” you say. “Mammon and I don’t use pet names for each other.” Now that’s just a darn lie, and every demon and crow within ten miles of Mammon and you together knows it.

“Really? I find that very hard to believe, MC.~” 

You sigh in response to Asmo’s teasing. “Okay, he has a lot for me but I’m just not much of a pet name person, y’know?” The rest of the exchange goes like this:

“Oh, I totally get it.” *pause* “Hey MC, what do human world bees make again?”

“Honey.”

Cue a sheepish Mammon sticking his head in the doorway at the bluntness of your tone when you answered Asmo.

“Yeah, babe?” he looks like a puppy left on the side of a highway oh my god hUG HIM-

Asmo turns the camera back to his smug ass face and in the background you can be heard tripping on the damn carpet trying to get up and hug your mans. (”MAMMON GET OVER HERE SO I CAN HUG YOU” “W-WHAT? I THOUGHT YA WERE MAD AT ME?!?!?!?!”)

Leviathan:

Streamer Levi? Streamer Levi.

You guys go viral the first time you make an appearance on one of Levi’s weekly (insert cool Devildom streaming service name here) streams. 

It’s completely unintentional. You had been asking him for weeks to play with him on there, but he’s the avatar of envy after all. He doesn’t like sharing his partner, even if it’s with random strangers who have no real access to you.

However, he has his stream on a Thursday instead of a Friday one week, and you come into his room carrying dinner because 1) You didn’t realize he was streaming and 2) No matter what he was doing, the boy needed to eat. It wasn’t unusual for you to bring him dinner, so you had no idea why he was blushing and stammering even more than usual this time in particular. Boy was speaking in beached whale trying to tell you what was wrong.

Then you notice his screen. Oh! “Hi chat!” You wave, setting Levi’s food down on his desk in front of his keyboard. “M-MC!” He full-on whines, slamming a hand over his mouth afterwards when he remembers his viewers could hear that.

Honestly, they’d meme the fuck out of him if it weren’t for the fact that they are FINALLY SEEING HIS HENRY!!! THE MYSTERIOUS MC!!!

Chat is bombarding you with questions while you make Levi eat dinner. And by make him eat dinner, I mean literally feeding this man forkfuls/spoonfuls while he games because you love how flustered he gets when you do that. 

Does it impact his score? Absolutely. Does he care? Not really when you’re pampering him like that.

You start answering chat’s questions about you while he’s chewing so he can’t tell you to stop LMAO-

You’re a natural on stream. The VOD becomes the most popular on Levi’s account in a matter of hours and soon cute highlights compilations of you and him on that stream start making the rounds on Devildom Twitter.

Satan:

There was buildup to Satan going viral, similar to Levi in a way. 

Satan does have a Devilgram, but it’s basically a white woman’s Instagram with added book reviews for variety. Unless you’re a reader his account is pretty boring: candles, books, fireplaces, and cats.

However, after you two started reading together fairly often he began posting pictures of your legs draped over his while you sat together. They’d always be captioned with vague ass pretentious literary criticism. 

This goes on for months, and he gains a lot of (horny) followers after the leg pics start up. He doesn’t really get why but you both joke that it’s because you have some damn nice legs and I mean neither of you are complaining about the new following.

You two go viral when he finally shows your face, entirely by accident.

The post is a video, which is already strange for him and grabs attention. In it, you’re scoffing and reading an excerpt of a book, mocking its understanding of female anatomy.

“I’m quoting here, Satan: ‘her breasts bouncing around like giant pacmen.’ I’M SORRY?? THAT ISN’T HOW BOOBS WORK SIR. WHY ARE MEN ALLOWED TO WRITE?” 

(fun fact that is a very real quote from a very real book I really read last month pls save me)

Originally the camera is focused on your body, with your head out of frame to protect your privacy, but your righteous anger made Satan laugh. Like, a real laugh. The one that makes you and everyone in earshot wonder if he truly was never an angel cause he sure as hell laughs like one but anyway-

When he threw his head back, his DDD angled up just a tad without him noticing, and your face was in view for like .2 seconds. Screenshots of it are making the rounds on Devilgram almost immediately: FINALLY THE LEGS’ OWNER HAS BEEN FOUND.

Satan apologizes profusely but you honestly find it funny and you two opt to just start taking selfies while reading with both of your faces in them from now on. 

Asmodeus:

I’m gonna be real with you: you and Asmo go viral all the time. Pretty much everything Asmo posts can be considered viral because of his social media following and his status as one of the seven avatars of sin.

However, there are some fairly cute highlights to be pointed out among the times you were both featured in a post that blew up.

Your favorite is probably that time Asmo livestreamed on of you guys’ ‘Nail Nites,’ as you call them.

You’re both on the floor, doing your nails and kicking your feet back and forth while talking to chat. A lot of the questions are about your relationship, and there’s a lot of flirting back and forth between the two of you.

A particular clip of the stream does blow the fuck up on Devilgram, though, when someone screen records it and posts it with a bunch of heart emojis edited over it.

“’What colors do you think best describe each other?’ Ooo, that’s a good one, chat!” Asmo claps his hands together excitedly, making sure to be  careful of his nails.

Pretty much everyone expected you to say pink, but you surprised both your boyfriend and your viewers when, after a pensive few moments, you replied with “Hmm...probably yellow or orange.”

“Can I ask why, darling?” Asmo tilts his head in confusion. I mean, yeah, those colors look good on him, but he doesn’t wear them often so he’s wondering about your thought process. 

“Well, in the human world those colors often represent happiness, optimism, and positivity. You’re always the cheerful presence I need in my life when things get hard, so you have the vibe of those colors.”

Asmo proceeds to burst into tears and hug you, messing up both of your nails and prolonging the stream since you both have to start over. But neither of you particularly care. 

Fun fact: Asmo has the clip that demon made of that portion of the stream saved on his DDD and watches it whenever he feels sad.

Beelzebub:

Beel and you probably go the most viral out of everybody. Like this moment is an entire phenomenon across the Devildom internet. 

It’s a video, or well, multiple videos, taken at the end of a Fangol game that Beel’s team had just won. Everyone is cheering and going crazy, yourself included, and you just really wanted to congratulate your boyfriend.

So, like the rational person you are, you elect to climb up onto the railing of the bleachers and wave to get his attention. 

You were absolutely fine up there, and sat all comfortably motioning Beel over to you. He notices, of course, and jogs over, standing right beneath you and looking up. (Back where you were sitting, Mammon is screeching like a hyena in heat and Belphie, who is laying down, has one eye open to glare at him. The youngest knows Beel would never let you hurt yourself; you’re fine.)

A bunch of assorted demons at the game has started filming while you were sat atop the railing since you were rather noticeable. Therefore, there’s a shit ton of different angles of the adorable events that follow:

You slide off the railing, landing right in Beel’s waiting arms bridal style. You’ve got this brilliant smile on your face as you pull his helmet off. None of the DDDs filming can hear it over the crowd noise, but Beel asks you why you just went through all that trouble and you tell him it’s because you wanted to tell him how proud you are.

Soft boy’s chest puffs up and he smiles this big cheesy smile at you reach up to run a hand through his hair. You feel him practically purr at the contact, and with a laugh you pull him in and plant a big ole smooch on him.

The crowd, at least those of them that can see, scream. Everyone is running high on adrenaline and happy emotions; something that cute causes a ruckus!! When you pull away Beel proceeds to put you on his shoulders and you celebrate with him and the rest of his team.

The videos of you two being adorable go completely viral and there are some threads dedicated to stockpiling every single angle taken of the event. Beel is completely oblivious to the attention but you have a lot of them saved on your DDD.

Belphegor:

If you think Belphegor has any sort of social media presence whatsoever then you are sorely mistaken. (Well okay he actually does run some anonymous troll accounts to meme on Lucifer’s posts but that’s neither here nor there-)

Therefore, naturally, you two go viral off of Asmo’s Devilgram. 

Okay so someone in the obey me tag the other say headcanoned that Belphie will go out of his way to nap in ridiculous places and my brain really took that and RAN WITH IT.

So what happens is that Belphie will fall asleep in the fucking weirdest places. I’m talking on top of the fridge, underneath the dinner table, on top of bookshelves...you name it, he has slept there, no matter the effort it takes to get there in the first place. 

And, ever since you two started dating, you would join him. Sometimes it involved putting yourself at risk of great bodily harm, but the little smile he gave when you he saw you fucking scaling the countertop to reach him made it worth it.

So anyway, since Beel adores the both of you to no end, he takes pictures whenever he sees you two napping together, whether or not it is in a crazy place. He sends these to the family group chat because he thinks they’re adorable.

Over a span of weeks to months, Asmo has built up a stock of images of you and Belphie cuddles up in seemingly impossible places. Once he has about ten or so, he posts a compilation of them to his Devilgram with some cheesy ass caption like “The things we do for love <3″.

They become a meme SO QUICKLY. Like UNBELIEVABLY quickly. 

The picture of you and Belphie sleeping on top of a bookshelf, in particular, is a big hit. Memes abound.

“If my girl doesn’t climb up a bookshelf to cuddle my ass, she don’t love me.” “Get yourself a partner who scales bookshelves just to be with your ass.” Etc etc...Belphie doesn’t give a shit but you laugh at a lot of them so he sees that as a good outcome.