#anything at all would be helpful <3 thank youuu

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hi darling carina! all the congratulations and love and hugs to you <3 can i request an explain for this concept — remus and reader with scars !! i thought it was so beautiful and i’d love to hear your thoughts on it :) thank youuu

my lovely lovely san<33 thank you so much darling! big hugs to you too 🤍🤍

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i will EXPLAIN this post about remus and reader with scars

carina's 2k celebration

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unfortunately, one of the key aspects of remus is immense self-loathing, specifically for his lycanthropy

i personally wouldn't necessarily call it insecurity, because it is less so about him being uncertain and anxious about his worth and more him being adamant that he is inherently bad

he's not unsure of it, remus knows that he is bad

(as readers, we know of course that he isn't; but this is his belief)

and his scars are the permanent physical manifestations of his affliction, so remus has felt nothing but hatred and shame for them his whole life

some of them were from the night he was attacked, but most were self-inflicted from his many moons where he lacked self-control and adequate care and support

he believes they are "proof" he is a monster

he will try to hide them and make them go away, while simultaneously not wanting to be too gentle with his scars either because he doesn't think he deserves it

scars being scars, any rough treatment will of course only make them more prominent

and so the evil cycle continues

however, as with most of what remus dislikes about himself, he would be confronted with his own mistreatment of himself if he loves someone who is scarred

if reader is also littered in scars in whatever capacity, he would never want to make them inadvertently feel the same shame he does

because you have nothing to be ashamed about?? (remus take your own advice)

there are so many ways to become a rather scarred individual, so this applies to many different readers

these can be scars from accidents, skin conditions, surgeries, mental health struggles, scarification, etc.

the last thing remus wants to do is harm the people he loves, whether that is directly or indirectly

(if your scars are somewhere only visible to a partner and he finds out a bit into your relationship, he would be kicking himself for not having been more sensitive and careful)

so when he is around someone else who is heavily scarred, especially if he loves them as deeply as he would you, he will have to catch himself

he will have to bite back cruel jokes on his own expense, because it will no longer just be his; he will have to quit rubbing them angrily in your presence; he will have to stop verbally or visually equate scars with monsters

to him, you are beautiful through and through

he is able to separate whatever trauma may have led to your scarring from the scars themselves and just see them as decorations on his ethereal partner – this is the point where bells may begin ringing in his head

if you are in a relationship, remus will do his best to help you with your own scar care, applying aloe vera, sunscreen and any specific medical creams you may require

and when you insist on putting some on him too, well, he has never been good at denying you anything

it would be a gradual process, but by loving someone with scars, remus would eventually be made to accept his own

to care for them, to not bash them at every opportunity, to look in the mirror and not see them spelling out "MONSTER" in white lettering

in general, i believe this is how remus begins his self-acceptance and self-love journey – he tries to shield his loved ones

lily hates her freckles? remus has to embrace his own, maybe even compliment them. james is insecure about his laughter? remus will make sure he laughs loud enough for him to not feel alone. sirius thinks his poor relationship with his family makes him unlovable? remus will learn to separate his father's beliefs from who he is and allow himself to be loved

you have scars? remus loves them with the same ferocity he loves you, even if that means being kind to his own

slowly but surely, remus is "tricked" into being kind to himself by being kind to the ones he loves

gods, i love him

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hii i've been idealess recently which means i've haulted posting again... so sorry! but if anyone has request please feel free to send them in just be sure to read my rules first which you can find in my pinned or here <3 i'll also take request for other idols that aren't wayv members but they're all i've written (?) for so far!

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Lavender

A date that unfortunately doesn't go as planned. (autistic!reader - angst -> fluff)

Reverie series here as always! A verrrry real experience depicted in this one, with some amazing help from @pickledwoso that i am very grateful for, thank youuu <3

“Engel, are you ready to leave?” Alexia sang as she headed out of the bedroom towards where you were at the door rocking back and forth on the balls of your feet, waiting for her.

“Yes, you fool, I've been ready for the past half hour.” You rolled your eyes at her teasingly, laughing when she lightly pawed at your side where she knew you were ticklish. “Come on! You're taking all day.”

“Ay, it is our day-off, I can take my time for once. No rushing, just calm, and me and you.” She gave an alluring smile, sliding her hand down your arm until she intertwined your fingers, then leaned forwards to kiss your forehead. “Are you excited?”

“Very. I love when we do this.” You told her with a squeeze of her hand. The girl grinned, her eyes brimming with excitement and complete happiness seeping from her pores, like the prospect of visiting a farmer's market with her girlfriend was as exciting as a third Ballon d’Or.

“Me too.” She gently knocked your chin up and pecked your lips before brushing back a strand of hair behind your ear. “Now, are we ready, mi vida?”

“For the love of god, yes!”

Any time the club issued some days-off, one of the things highest on the list for yourself and Alexia was visiting the local farmer’s market. You’d buy the best of the best fresh organic products and cook together a dish of food that, combined with the quality time you'd spend with each other, would make for a night-in together that was so much better than going out somewhere. 

These days had become somewhat of a tradition, and with it being the penultimate day of the short summer break after the tournament Alexia had gone to, it was absolute perfection. The last day had no plans apart from relaxing and spending time together before the season started again. You couldn't think of a better way to spend the last bit of time off than a date to a familiar, easy place with Alexia that was sure to give way for a fun afternoon and evening.

With it being the height of summer, Barcelona was especially warm, which was perhaps the first warning sign of the day.

“Ale, you really need to get your car in the garage, your AC sucks.” You groaned, the vents on full blast yet hardly doing a thing to cool you down against the 35 degree air outside. Your window was open and your head rested against the door dramatically, Alexia couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight even if she did feel a little bad about it.

“It’s got a service next week, they will fix it then. Sorry.” She winced, hardly breaking a sweat in the weather she was more than acclimated to whilst you seemed to be struggling before the pair of you had even left the car.

You shrugged her off because it's not exactly her fault her car's AC has been faulty since the spring, and focused all your attention on the life-saving breeze hitting your face as Alexia maneuvered through some tame midday traffic. Hot weather wasn't one of your favourite things in the world, as a matter of fact much more comfortable in minus degree weather with tiny icicles on your eyelashes, but a year into living under the blaze of the Barna sun you had no choice but to put up with it.

Though, your patience with the heat wore off quick. And in its wake, a simmering feeling of restlessness, which should have been yet another warning sign. But you were too deep in your determination for this to be a good day for anything to write you off.

The market was only a short drive away, the two of you having opted out of walking because, well, duh, the weather, and just as the sweat that found its place on your nose no more than five minutes after stepping out of your ice cold shower finally began to evaporate, it came crawling right back the second you got out of the car. Alexia was starting to feel uneasy about the day's plans, and, really, so were you, but you were set on pushing through the constrictive feeling that had settled in your bones when the first bit of heat came your way after leaving your flat. There wouldn't be much time in the coming weeks for a day like this with your girlfriend, you weren't about to wreck it for the both of you.

From where the car was parked to the entrance of the market, you walked in silence, hand in hand across slightly worn stone tiles until the rusted old gates of the park stood before you. Over the threshold of the entrance, paved tiles turning to cobble, you knew the chaos the market had in store for you. You didn’t know if you could handle it. The writing on the wall was in the prickly sensation in your skin that was all too familiar, as was the way every nerve in your body screamed in discomfort, almost like your soul was desperately trying to find a way out of your body.

You ignored it, and headed towards the stalls before Alexia could ask how you were.

This place was familiar; you knew the ins and outs of each stall, you knew where to go, you knew how long it took to get around. It shouldn’t be too hard, right? 

You loved this place, of course it’d be fine. It beamed with energy, with good vibes, with good people. With its colourful displays of the finest fruit and vegetables, it was more than just a market; it was the heartbeat of the surrounding neigbourhoods.

All kinds of scents and aromas swirled around each corner, weaving themselves into the fabrics of people’s clothes and lingering long after they’d left. They were intoxicatingly good, and it was evident in the looks of wonder on everybody’s face, old or young, experienced shopper or recent newcomer. Vendors positioned at every stall or tattered wagon called out their offerings in a chaotic yet melodic mix of Spanish and Catalan, grabbing the nearest fruit or veg to wave around like an auctioneer with a hammer, the only use for it being to wave off the flies dancing tauntingly around their goods. 

Locals haggled over prices with the farmers they’d come to know just as well as their own family; their loud and boisterous back-and-forth banter may have sounded like arguing to unknowing tourists, but to everyone else it was understood as just some good-humoured ribbing that they all delighted in. It was more of a shuffle than a walk throughout the place thanks to the tourists that seemed to stop in the middle of the aisles every second, clearly oblivious to the well-practiced dance of the locals. Elderly ladies pulled their clueless esposos around with one arm whilst they carried their wicker basket in the other, the woven willow groaning under the weight of the countless ingredients to be used in that night’s meal.

For a moment, as you paused off to the side whilst Alexia caught up with one of the stall owners, a fisherman with his catches of the week proudly on display, which you knew your girlfriend would end the conversation by buying enough fish meat to feed the five thousand, you took a moment to breathe. Everybody seemed relieved of their life’s burdens here, gathered closely in one space that was steeped in the essence of the world’s simplest pleasures; flavour, tradition, and community. Only, the smile that was usually imprinted on your face whenever you came was no more than a distant memory. 

Despite the fairly shadowed area, considering the park was fenced in by sporadic trees that skimmed the roofs of buildings that showed off the city’s beautiful architecture, it was still insufferably hot. It radiated off of the ground, rebounded off the buildings around, and the flurry of structures meant there was no wind breaking through to give a cool Mediterranean breeze like you had before. 

Alexia seemed none the wiser, enraptured by the surroundings like it was her first time there, her head on a swivel and marveling at the mouth-wateringly exceptional variety of things to choose from. You hadn’t really been taking it in, your eyes stuck to the back of her head as you followed her through, waiting on shaking legs whenever she laughed and joked with each worker she bought from. 

This labyrinth of every cook’s dream was well and truly alive, but you weren’t. You couldn’t absorb the intense feeling of belonging and sonder you got whenever you came here. It was too much. The thought ate away at you, as with every fly that landed on your skin or every person that brushed against you, you became more and more on edge. 

All the different smells, the different sounds, the crowd of people, they didn’t spark those usual feelings of contentment and peace that transpired for you normally. Instead, they felt oppressive, like they were attacking your senses. 

The concoction of aromas forced themselves inside your nose and overloaded you completely, the squeamish smell of fish and the fiery linger of hundreds of kinds of herbs and spices bringing on a pounding headache. Every squeak of a wicker basket as the willow was put under more pressure could have been a gunshot for all you knew, the way it echoed around the tunnels of your ears. Anytime someone briefly put a hand on you as they moved past had you flinching, hating the unexpected contact as it was the last thing you needed in such a situation.

You didn’t find any comfort whatsoever in how Alexia’s hand never left yours for more than a minute, when normally it was something that grounded you. Her usually funny comments and little facts and point-outs of detail about her ‘second home’ (the name she had given it as she’d been coming here since she was young) didn’t make you feel any brighter, in fact you were pretty sure you missed most of them.

And as every minute passed, it appeared to get busier and busier, until it started to feel like you were in some kind of mosh pit, people bouncing off of you with every turn only for the next one to come along no more than a second later. You couldn’t hear a word Alexia was speaking, the once calming mix of languages turned into a booming echo of voices that were so close they seemed to be knocking on the bone of your skull, yet too distant for you to make out what anyone was saying, making it all so. much. worse.

Every voice, every footstep, every hearty laughter and every scrape of wood along the floor grated against your ears, all noises around amplified to immeasurable heights. The space was far too loud and far too crowded – each sensation you felt blurred into the next until it became impossible to separate from one another. But you did feel how each individual muscle tensed, from your legs to your shoulders, as Alexia continued to pull you through the market. 

You were hyperaware of everything around you and it soon became unbearable. But Alexia was happy, she chatted away like nothing was happening, comfortable and content as her canvas bag brimmed with stuff you didn’t even realise she had bought. You soldiered on, or at least tried to.

Until, your breathing began to quicken, your lungs unable to take in any of the stuffy air you walked through, your chest tightening in a way that only caused you to panic impossibly more. Each piece of fabric from your clothes grazed against your skin like a hundred scratches in a single second, your shirt and shorts beginning to feel like they were getting tighter with each step you took. And when the claustrophobia, the feeling like there was no escape at all, began to really set in, the day was over.

Your resolve had completely eroded. You tried to focus on grounding yourself — reminding yourself this was a safe space, but that was an empty claim to make to your shredded composure. You tried convincing your mind that Alexia’s hand in yours was comforting, when it only felt constrictive, her hand wholly enveloping yours like a snake, leaving no room to breathe. You clenched and unclenched your fist in time with your breaths, but you couldn't even inhale for a second before your mind went into overdrive. All the tools you relied on before were inadequate in that moment. The rational part of your brain slipped away, instead replaced by an instinctive need to escape. 

Surges of anger, panic, anxiety, fear, they all rose uncontrollably at once. Your jaw clenched, your free hand curled into a tight fist, and your vision turned hazy as your world dissolved into one indistinct blur.

The snapping point came abruptly. Perhaps it was a shrill laugh nearby, the clatter of a crate being dropped, or an impatient shove from someone trying to pass by. It was the smallest thing, but it tipped the scale far out of anybody’s control. You were alone in that moment. Trapped completely in your mind.

You missed how Alexia called your name over and over, how her hand nudged yours to desperately try to grasp your attention. It was only when her hands grabbed both your forearms that you were brought back down, but only for half a millisecond, before it all went south.

“What?!” You snapped at her, jumping back out of her touch. 

As a result, there were about thirty pairs of eyes on you. Everybody around paused, your sharp shout cutting through the buzz of the market, and it went so quiet that every flutter of a fly’s wing and every creek of wood could be heard. 

You took another step back when Alexia came towards you, a worrisome look on her face with her hands out in front of her like she was trying to not spook an untrusting animal in front of her. She rushed out some words of reassurance that fell into the background with all the other noises around that had picked up again, the market-goers losing interest in a seemingly harmless situation. They didn’t register within you, nor did her intentions. Your mind was far too good at playing tricks on you, convincing you of things that were far from the truth but in the moment felt like gospel.

There was no way out of where you were, both in the physical and the mental sense, and that was the main factor in the eruption that had just happened. With so many emotions coursing through you, there was an intense itch to find a release from them all. So before you realised, your arms crossed over your chest, hands on your upper arms just above your elbow, and you began to roughly palm, rub, grab at the skin there, needing a distraction from the volume of your mind and the world, whilst also desperately trying to get the movement to act as a release of the crushing press of the feelings inside of you. 

If you were alone at that time, god only knows what would have happened. Fortunately you weren’t.

The next time Alexia touched you was the featherlight weight of her hand on your lower back, the minor contact enough to lead you through the winding paths of the market. Your legs ran on autopilot, but you stumbled with every few steps, eyes too blurry to see the bumps and dips in the cobbles underneath your feet. There were probably tears down your face, though you’d reached such a broken point that your body was just… numb. You weren’t in control of anything anymore, hadn’t been for a while, but this was a new extremity. You weren’t even present in your own mind. Just an innocent, unknowing passenger in the car crash that had come out of nowhere.

Somehow, with her own hands trembling from concern, Alexia managed to lead you out of the chaos of the market to those same rusted, paint-chipped gates from earlier— the entrance of the park area. She was lost on what to do or say, but rationally she knew the only thing that would work for you right now was getting you home. 

“I will drive us back to your flat, back home, okay?” 

You gave her no indication that you heard her, which she was expecting, though you had heard the one word you were in dire need of and it was the first thing so far that managed to break through into your overwhelmed mind. Your hands were still moving roughly against the skin of your arms, sure to leave marks afterwards, but Alexia knew if she attempted to stop you, it’d only make matters worse. She had to get you home. Seeing you like this was breaking her.

It took a concerningly small amount of effort to guide you to the car; you were pliant and mindless, the exhaustion having fully taken over the minute you left the crowded space. She opened the door for you, helped you into the seat, and put the belt on. You leaned your head back against the seat rest and stared straight ahead. Whether it’d help or not, Alexia wasn’t sure. But she had to do one thing, more for the sake of her sanity than yours. With a quiet call of your name, she gently put a hand under your chin and turned you so you faced her.

“I’ll take you home and look after you. You will be okay.” She whispered, tentatively brushing away some of the tears still on your cheeks with her thumb. Her words were a sentiment for her as much as they were for you. “You’ll be okay soon.”

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Next thing you knew, you were in your bed, lay on your side with your weighted blanket over you and Alexia nowhere to be seen.

It was definitely the calm after the storm. The room was mostly dark apart from the light that bled through the curtains which were closed, you could hear the quiet whir of the AC as well as the dull hum of traffic on the street below, but that was about it. It was a stark contrast to how things were before.

You don’t exactly remember getting home after what happened after the market, but what you did know was that though Alexia wasn’t in the room, she had been at some point, because you felt her love in the way she made sure everything was properly set up for you. The AC hadn’t been on before you left earlier and it only could have come back on by someone turning it on. The curtains were open that morning, whereas now they were drawn. And last time you checked, your blanket was still in the dryer, waiting to be taken out when you got back. 

Everything you felt earlier still echoed faintly inside your head and chest, but the weighted blanket over you helped to anchor you back to your life again, rather than the chaos you were drowning in not so long ago. Your mind was convoluted, thoughts jumbled, and you flitted from one shattered fragment of insecurity to the other. You were simply too exhausted to hold onto any of them, emotionally and mentally drained. Though, you still tried to identify what you were feeling— was it anger? Shame? Embarrassment? You couldn’t put a finger on it. 

Your hands still shook, your chest still shuddered with every breath. Your clothes still felt scratchy and overbearing, just less so now that you lay in the aftermath of it all. Instead of focusing on that, you drifted your attention to the feeling of the blanket on you; you focused on its texture, its softness, the heaviness of it and how it draped over you and helped to extinguish the flame that was overstimulation and overwhelm. These small but familiar details offered a tiny foothold in the mirror maze of your mind that you were still trying to escape from, only for the ruined reflection of you at the market to be shown back to you.

The longer you spent in that position, a deep, bone-level weariness quietly consumed you, like every aspect of you right down to your soul had been drained. But even still, your mind continued its hyperactive ways, replaying the day’s events over and over like a faulty film reel. The memory of it isn’t the slightest bit cohesive, it was just flashes of moments— the suffocating press of people from every direction, clamour of voices, the overloading mixture of scents. You alternated between frustration and exasperation, wanting to desperately forget what happened whilst not being able to move on from the embarrassment of it. 

However, the strain of it slowly began to dissipate with each minute you spent back at home in bed, a safe space where there were no expectations, where time was temporarily unimportant, and where there were no watchful eyes or scathing glares at the disruption you’d caused. And eventually, you felt like you had gained back control of your mind again. It was quieter then; the world felt muted, less aggressive, though you could feel that you were still wary of your surroundings because of how everything ambushed you earlier.

You weren’t fully recovered, you still felt heavy and your body ached due to the tension in your muscles and joints when it all came falling down, and you weren’t sure how much time had passed but the sun sat a little lower on the horizon when you finally felt able to get out of bed. The desire for time alone had gone, you needed something else then, and at this point of the relationship you felt comfortable enough to seek exactly what you needed without giving it a second thought. 

The door to your room creaked like it always did when you opened it, your apartment mostly silent save for the occasional huff from the kitchen as the person you were looking for busied herself with any chore she could think of as she waited patiently for you. 

You didn’t quite know what to say, but one of the best things about your relationship was that often in times like this, words weren’t a necessity. So you bypassed her and headed straight for the sofa, sitting in the corner and curling your feet underneath you, almost like you were making yourself as small as possible. And, just as you expected, not a minute went by before the blonde headed over, trying to disguise the worry she felt by giving a tight-lipped smile that was more on the amusing side than the reassuring one.

When she sat down, however, she left a gap between you both and perched only on the edge, which wasn’t what you wanted. One shared glance later and Alexia was smiling properly this time, shuffling to sit back against the cushions and beckoning you over with a small wave of her hand. With a sheepish but slightly triumphant look on your face, you moved along the couch and chose to sit sideways on her lap, one of her arms immediately wrapping around your waist as the hand of the other landed just above your knee. She pulled you close to her, and you settled into her with a relieved sigh, indescribably glad to have the final piece of the puzzle to self-regulation in your possession.

For some time, the pair of you didn’t speak, only relishing in the comfort you both needed after the day that had been had. At some point, Alexia noticed the redness to your skin from earlier and subconsciously brought a hand up to one of your arms, her thumb gently tracing over them with a frown on her face. She felt compelled to speak then.

“Please, engel, don’t put yourself through uncomfortable situations just to make me happy. If you asked me to, I would have taken you home earlier in a heartbeat.” The midfielder said carefully, panicking a little when she heard you sigh before calming when you buried your face in her neck.

“I didn’t really know it was going to be uncomfortable until it was already happening.” You told her in a mumbled, downbeat tone that made her hug you tighter against her. She contemplated her next words, wondering whether it was wise to voice them or not, before deciding that you’d hate it if you found out she’d kept her feelings from you.

“I’ve never seen you like that before.” Her fear and sadness was evident when she spoke, matching the frown still on her face and the furrow to her brow. You pressed your lips to the skin of her jaw in a somewhat apologetic gesture, which made her feel a little bad. “We’re both okay though, mi amor. I love you and we’re okay. I’m not mad or anything, this isn’t your fault. I don’t want you to feel guilty. It’s over now, it’s in the past, and we’re here together now.”

It might have been a minor reminder, but it relieved a lot of the remaining anxieties and insecurities you had. Even though she made sure you knew she never judged you for anything, you were only human, and sometimes the devil on your shoulder got the best of you. So, to hear her say she knew it wasn’t your fault and that she wasn’t angry, it was… very needed.

The mix of physical touch and words of affirmation never failed to work wonders for you. The period of time after an event like earlier was a delicate time to say the least, where your mind and your self-esteem was easily swayed by whatever reaction waited for you afterwards. Having Alexia be so welcoming, non-judgemental, caring and adoring even after what she’d witnessed made a world of a difference.

“Better day tomorrow?” You said shyly after moving back to look at her. She shook her head at first, which greatly confused you, before she smiled brightly, softly, reassuringly, and leaned forwards to kiss your temple.

“Better evening tonight after a bad day. And then a very good day tomorrow.” Her words were a little skewed, probably lost in translation, but you understand what she was getting at and it warmed your heart all the same.

It was important to you then, that you voiced your thoughts from just a moment ago. She had to know how important she was to you.

“Thank you, Ale. For everything.” You started, laughing quietly at the puzzled expression on her face. “You always know what to do, what to say. You always make me feel better after a day like this and I don’t know how you do it but… you changed my life.”

Her reaction was the sweetest. Her cheeks blushed red and she turned away for a moment with a tiny disbelieving shake of her head.

“I don’t know about that, cariño.” She murmured, but you weren’t having it. You put a hand on her cheek and turned her face back to you, ensuring she met your gaze before you spoke again.

“You did. I really mean it. I think about it a lot, how you’ve changed me, how I see myself because of you and how you treat me.” You paused for a moment, smiling up at her as her eyes silently urged you to continue. “I… value myself more because of how you value me. I don’t tell you enough how grateful I am for you and what you really mean to me. You’re the greatest person I have ever met.”

The normally sure and confident captain was rendered speechless in that moment, completely caught off guard and lost for words. How she could ever match the gravity and beauty of your words, she didn’t know. But they meant so much more to her than she knew she could ever express.

Ale ducked her head down for a moment as she really took in your words, before she lifted it back up again a moment later, with tears in her eyes. 

If only you knew how much you meant to her too.

“You’re my favourite person in the world, you know that?” She said with a pointed look and a raised eyebrow, almost accusing you of foolishly being uncertain about the fact that she stated so definitively. You knew she only did that to deflect the softness of her words a little. So, you just smiled, and tucked your head back into her neck and closed your eyes, completely at peace. “My favourite person in the whole world. You changed my life too.”

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i really really tried my best to encapsulate the autistic experience of being overstimulated and overwhelmed in such a place here but i have no idea how well it comes across to a large audience. but for me and probably others, this is the reality, no matter how much you can plan and prepare and be excited for something, it can spiral out of your control so quickly and it's definitely a downer when it happens. hope this is somewhat understandable, im gonna go hibernate out of fear now, thank you v much for reading :)

[meracyn]

hiii tysm for doing my req!!! mochi anon btw <33 i was trying to send an ask a few days ago but it wouldnt send thru so i hope it does this time 😭 can you write shuichi crush hcs? all fluffy fluff fluff (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠) thank youuuuuuuuu

୨୧ adoration ! ⋆

synopsis oh no. the ultimate detective has a crush!? or no- it isn’t..totally not. right? warnings cursing, a bit suggestive (miu + jokes) author’s notes HI LOVELYYYY THANK YOUUU for requesting again!!! and yes yes OFC I CANN these are so cute<3

GUYS HES A MF FIRETRUCK WITH HOW RED HIS FACE GETS ESPECIALLY SINCE HES PALE ASF IM CRYING

ok now back to being professional, my bad chat

at first, shuichi would probably not realize how he feels—or maybe he does, but tries to deny it. can he actually call it..love? he needs to be sure first, he’s afraid of anything bad happening, or he’s confusing this feeling with another emotion

thinks a lot about it. remembers days such as the day you two met and becoming friends, when all of a sudden his mind wanders off to how it would feel like to hold you in his arms, whisper sweet affirmations in your ear as you stir awake, to kissing you—

wait what? kissing!? boy does his entire face turn red as he’s shocked that his own mind thought of such thing. shuichi breathes a sigh of relief though, knowing that you aren’t near him at the moment, or else it could’ve gotten worse..

tends to stare at you more, paying attention to your small habits and body language, during his (unknowingly) lovesick phase shuichi becomes eager to learn more about you– thinking of ways to court you as you deserve. should he look for help online or ask his friends? somehow, he chose the latter.

“just ask to hook up and once you’re bangin’, say it with pride!” — miu advised while laughing

“i don’t know. why did you ask me?” — with a deadpanned expression, maki said

after asking more around (that’s a lie, he got too embarrassed to ask others and went straight to his bro, his last hope) kaito was the only one who had a good idea. what was it?

“you don’t need to do anything big to impress them, shuichi. talk to y/n and ask them out on a date, if you can’t say it out loud, write it on a note and put it in their locker, if they agree, make sure they have a good time and bam! confess”

aka the ultimate yapper

it takes him a while to gather the courage to ask you out, but shuichi has no rush—he’s content with just having this little (massive. that’s what she said) crush on you. he’s the type to giggle n shit if you ever compliment him or just pay attention to him in general

writes down notes about you– with things he wishes to say one day

[heartsforvin]

Hey, it’s been a minute!! I got a request. Can you write a smut where reader is being a brat and Vinnie takes care of it! I can’t remember if I asked you to write one of these but if so then can you do it again ?? Like spanking and all that !! Thank youuu

CAN YOU TAKE IT?

i think you did request this awhile back but i def don’t mind doing it again !! thank you for the request !! <3

pairing: vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warnings: smut, cussing, use of y/n, use of pet names, dirty talk, slapping, spit play, praise / degradation (lil bit), creampie, nipple play, orgasm denial, lmk if i missed anything !!

summary: vinnie thinks you need another refresher so he puts you in your place once again. maybe this time you’ll learn

“you’re being a complete brat right now, you realize that?” vinnie yelled at you from across the room.

the two of you were on an on again off again argument for the past few hours now. been so long the two of you really forgot what it was originally about.

now it’s just yelling and name calling, mainly from vinnie’s end.

you can’t help but cross your arms over your chest, cocking your head to the side and staring at him.

“don’t fuckin’ look at me like that, y/n,”he warns, making you huff and walk away from him. “this isn’t gonna fix things!”

he lets it go, lets you just blow off some steam. it doesn’t last long though and you’re back in his face again.

“tell me who it was.” is all you say, making vinnie furrow his brows.

then it comes back to him — earlier in the day he had saw someone on twitter say they saw him flirting with some girl, some girl who definitely was not you.

“you don’t need to act like a baby about it.” he replies, making your irritation grow.

rolling your eyes, vinnie scoffed. “it was no big deal, i wasn’t even flirting with her!” he shouts.

“no big deal?!” you push his chest out of frustration, vinnie smirks when you don’t even get him to move an inch. “were you flirting with her or not?”

vinnie is stunned by your question, wondering how and why you would even think he’d flirt with another girl when he has you.

“of course i wasn’t. now will you stop actin’ this way?” his tone is becoming more demanding.

you scoff, crossing your arms over your chest as you glare at him once again. vinnie reciprocates, giving you those warning eyes.

“i know you don’t want it, so stop, now.” he warns.

you however, give him a sly smile and shrug. “maybe i do.” is all you say.

you don’t want it, sometimes. you hate but love when vinnie puts you in your place for being a ‘brat’, as he puts it. yes the sex is good, amazing even, you just hate when he tries to tame you.

“seems like it’s the only way that’ll get you to believe me,” his breath is hot on your skin, mouth so close to your ear that he nips under it. “get undressed and on the bed before i get in there.”

even if you hate it at times, there are parts of you that loves this side of him. you do as told, trying to act all sly and like you don’t want this as you walk to your shared room.

vinnie comes in moments later, low groan erupting from his throat at the sight in front of him.

his hand travels to palm himself through his sweatpants. you look at him, he moves his hand and that’s when you see the prominent bulge in his pants.

“face down ass up.” is all he says after he takes his pants and shirt off.

you grab a pillow and put it under you before doing as he says. vinnie almost moans at the sight of your ass in the air for him.

he wastes no time going over to you. kneeling behind you, you hear him groan as wet sounds make an appearance too.

“gonna fill you up so good, baby. you’ll know who you belong to then.” he rasps as he pumps himself.

you shake your ass in his face and he smacks it, making you moan at the pleasure and pain. vinnie doesn’t warn you before he slides himself into you from behind, letting you take all of him.

“s-shit baby,” he says as he pushes himself into you more. “so fuckin’ wet f’me.”

he grabs your hips and helps you move back on him, moaning and whining as you do.

after awhile, vinnie decides to switch positions. now you lay on your back, one leg on his shoulder as he hits that spot nice and deep.

he watches as your tits bounce with each thrust. he attaches his lips to your right breast, making you push your head into the pillow.

“you wanna talk now, huh?” vinnie says as he fucks you harder. “had a lot to say ten minutes ago, go on, say it.”

all you can get out is moans of his name and profanities as he hits that one spot just right.

“fuckin’ you too good, huh mama?” the pet name makes you clench around him, making him moan.

he holds your leg up higher as he pounds into you at a endless pace, smacking your tits to get your attention.

it doesn’t work, only spurs your moans and whines on more, making vinnie scoff.

“you’re not supposed to enjoy this,” he says roughly. “too fuckin’ cock hungry, huh? such a slut f’me, aren’t you princess?”

you nod your head as you feel his left hand leave your hip and travel to your thigh.

he strokes the inside of your thigh lightly, making you moan out his name. “vinnie.” is all you can get out as his fingers gently glide against your soft skin.

he lets go of your leg and moves it off from his shoulder. you wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him into you more.

“please baby,” you manage to get out, vinnie just looks at you with a smile. “please.”

he chuckles, grabbing one of your nipples and pinching it between his thumb and forefinger.

“use your words baby, be a good girl.” he tells you, making you clench around him again as he groans into your ear.

his hips move at a dangerous pace, almost splitting you in two as he fucks you rough.

you can barely get a word out like he told you too, only managing to say half his name before you’re cut off by a moan.

vinnie decides to play a bit with you. he reaches down to your clit and presses his thumb against it as he watches you tighten your legs around him.

“what do you want, pretty? come on, say it.” he says as he starts to rub circles on your clit.

you whine and clench around him as he toys with you. “g-gonna cum.” you manage to get out.

vinnie smirks as he looks up at you, thumb still rubbing circles.

he takes your left breast in his mouth and sucks and kisses it, creating a mark to claim he was there as he does.

you can feel yourself coming over the edge, panting out warnings to vinnie as you do.

right as your about to release, he removes his thumb from you with a smile.

“you think i’m just gonna give it to you?” he pokes his inside of his cheek with his tongue. “gonna have to work for it, mama.”

you roll your eyes at him and wrap your legs tighter around his waist as you grab his shoulders to lean him in closer to you.

vinnie smiles before he kisses you. it’s rough, hungry. he starts to move his hips again, gaining a steady rhythm.

your walls hug him so tight vinnie can’t help but groan as he thrusts in and out of you.

“open,” he says after a few minutes, he taps your cheek with his hand. his necklace chain dangles over you as he spits in your mouth, closing it with his hand and tapping your cheek again to swallow. “good girl.” he praises when you stick out your tongue for him.

his hands move to your chest again and he takes both breasts in each hand. you look down to see both his tattooed hands on you and can’t help but moan at the sight and feeling of him squeezing them.

“feel good?” he asks in a teasing tone as he watches you push your head into the pillow when he tweaks at both of your nipples.

you nod with a smile at the feeling of his hands on you and his cock making you feel so good.

vinnie moves his hand to your clit again, his left staying right where it’s at on your left breast.

“v-vinnie.” you moan as you feel his thumb on your clit again.

he smirks at you before leaning down and trailing kisses from your chest all the way to your thighs.

he watches himself thrust and and out of you at a fast pace, smiling before saying, “you gonna cum for me, baby?”

you bite your lip and nod, but vinnie shakes his head. “words mama, come on.” he encourages.

you let a moan slip before telling him you’re close. he smiles and kisses the inside of your left thigh as he speeds up his movements on your clit and his thrusts.

with one last thrust and a loud moan to his name you’re cumming on his cock, vinnie following behind you soon after.

he waits a minute before slowly pulling out, watching as yours and his cum seeps out of you.

he quickly pushes himself back in, making your combined juices do the same.

“look at that baby,” he breathes out, watching himself. “fuck.”

you smile as you watch him push your cum back inside you and watch it drip out again. after a minute or two, you both come back to reality and vinnie gets up to clean you up.

he cleans you up and get dressed again before dressing himself and changing the sheets.

once the sheets are changed he opens the bedroom door and hera immediately runs into the room and lays on the bed while you and vinnie snuggle into each other.

writing this at work slay !!! i hope you enjoyed rae !! thank you again for the request <33

tags: @cosmicanakin , @anqeliclust , @42angelgirl , @sturnioloshacker , @bernelflo , @slvthrs , @khackerr , @khxna , @hallecarey1 , @kayleighh , @eddieslut69 , @skye-44 , @thesebitcheslovesosadotcom , @kriissy4gov , @miilzzy , @0strawberrysorbet0 , @laylasbunbunny , @supabhad , @leqonsluv3r , @violet0182 , @defnotayonna , @jpg3

[etrsilk]

Helloo!

Could I ask for a nsfw gym!killua? A way I could imagine it would be that they’re both already dating but there’s this one time that reader specifically asks Killua to teach her on her form and how to train properly but then it slowly turns intimate.

Thank youuu <3🙈💗

LIFTED BY DESIRE

𖥔 ݁ 𓈒 synopsis: You find the sexual relations between you and Killua boring, so to remedy this, you decide to spice up your sex life by making love in a public place.

𖥔 ݁ 𓈒 content/warnings: smut, unprotected sex, blowjobs, overstimulation, public sex, creampie, rough sex, praise

Killua is 20 here!!! This is a nsfw one shot w y/n & 𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐏!𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐀!

also the person who asked for this request didn't specify if they wanted a one shot or a headcanon, but i logically concluded that it was a request for a one shot. in any case, i really hope you like it ♡ and please, i don't want any arguments in the comments. Just move on if you don't like this! (*´▽`*) (please)

You've been dating Killua for a year now. Over the past year, you’ve been intimate enough times that it has started to feel boring due to the routine. It's not as exciting as it was during your first time together.

Yes, the first time is unique and special, and comparing that initial experience to those that followed is foolish.

But you still remember the sensation of that first time: his hands moving over your body as if staying still wasn't an option, his mouth passionately kissing every possible spot, those sweet and dirty words at the same time, the knot in your stomach slowly unraveling with each powerful thrust, those moans sounding like the most wonderful melody, the praises, your own cries of pleasure, and the feeling of becoming one with the man of your life, the man you have always loved.

Oh my God, you would do anything to relive those sensations. You definitely need to spice up your sex life.

You’ve been thinking for a few days now about things that could help you break out of this routine, something new and exciting.

“Hey, Killua!”

A high-pitched male voice broke the silence and interrupted your thoughts.

“Yes, Gon?”

“Pamu is forcing me to go on a date with her tonight, so you’ll have to go to the gym by yourself this time.”

“Alright, I see. It’s not a problem, but be careful with that crazy girl-”

“No, you won’t go alone! I want to come with you!”

The two young adults looked at you in astonishment. Given all the times they both tried to drag you to their probably very boring gym sessions, you can understand their surprise at your sudden motivation. However, it seemed to delight Killua, who was the one most insistent on having you accompany him. Even though, after you declined their offers so many times, he had stopped asking.

But today, you have the best motivation: having sex in public. That’s the perfect way to spice up your sex life!

“Great! We’ll go in three hours, late enough that the fewest people possible will see you embarrass yourself trying to lift weights that are too heavy for you…”

You arrive in front of the gym. On the way, he asked you many questions about your sudden motivation. But of course, you made sure not to reveal anything.

Once inside the gym, he takes your hand, and you run to a completely empty room. There’s nothing but a few workout machines and some dim lighting that creates a subdued atmosphere.

He starts explaining your workout plan, even teasingly saying, “I’m going to do everything to exhaust you”… My God, he has no idea how much.

“Alright, tell me why you wanted to accompany me today? I’m curious.”

“Nothing, I just want to get in shape. Also, I’d like to learn how to fight. Can you help me?”

“Of course. I’ll focus on you today. Now, stay right where you are.”

He comes up behind you and positions your body a certain way for an exercise (who cares about the name). You are now bent over with your knees slightly bent. Feeling Killua’s hands on you, even in a (for now) non-sexual context, gets you so excited and wet that you start blushing and smiling foolishly while rubbing your legs together a bit for relief. Suddenly, you feel a pair of eyes on you and look in Killua’s direction, seeing him as red as a tomato. He averts his gaze and places one hand on your back and the other almost on your butt to make you bend over more. “Damn, I’m almost certain he figured it out.”

It’s tough being with someone so smart.

He moves his hands a bit, and finally places them on your waist, turning you towards him and softly kissing your cheek. This gesture triggers something in you, and you don’t hesitate to take matters into your own hands by pushing him against the wall and starting to kiss him more sensually. After all, he has definitely understood your intentions, right? So you might as well go for it as you desire.

Killua was initially surprised, but you had already started, so why would he stop you?

“No. I’m on top,” he said.

He pressed your shoulders down to make you sit and quickly removed his pants with a sly grin, revealing his cock. Blinded by excitement, you didn’t take long before taking his enormous cock into your mouth, sucking it slowly while looking up at him almost innocently into his beautiful blue eyes. Your mouth couldn’t physically accommodate his entire length, so you had to use your hands to cover the parts your mouth couldn’t reach. He grabbed your head and pushed it down to fit more of his cock into your tight little throat. “Fuck… yeah, just like that, take it all.”

He thrust his cock harder and deeper until you started to gag, tears welling up in your eyes. Damn, it was so exhilarating, and the fact that someone could catch you at any moment made you even wetter. You sucked him for a few more minutes before his penis trembled and something semi-liquid exploded inside your mouth.

He lays you down, spreads your thighs, and teases you with his cock, rubbing it everywhere—your clit, your vagina, your thighs…

Then, he slowly enters you, feeling your vagina tighten and pulse around his cock. “You’re so tight.”

He starts moving slowly, sending shivers down your spine, trying to keep his cool and not fuck you as hard as he wants to. Considering his size, even though your vagina is used to it, he doesn’t want to go too fast and risk hurting you. He wants you to take your time to adjust.

Little by little, as the sound of his balls slapping gets louder, he picks up the pace until your moans and pleas fill the room. His cock pumps harder and harder inside you, and the sensation of your vagina sucking his cock is the best feeling you’ve ever known.

You can’t breathe, talk, or do anything but scream his name, barely able to think straight. You look down, and the sight of his cock makes you even wetter than you thought possible. You almost cry out from the sheer pleasure of his enormous cock.

“Oh my God, you’re so tight…” “Good girl. Take it all… argh.”

Suddenly, you feel his finger alternating between rubbing and making small circles on your clit, gently at first, but with each thrust, Killua focuses more intensely on it. “Arghh, I’m going to cum, fuck me harder, my love, fuck me harder!!!” Your legs begin to tremble as you feel him moving even faster inside you, indicating he’s close too.

It’s been a long twenty minutes of him pounding into you, keeping you helpless beneath him. You feel his cock hitting the depths of your vagina, almost seeing a bulge in your lower abdomen. You feel your walls convulsing, your orgasm building up—it’s too much for you. “Oh fuck, y/n, it feels so good… I’m going to cum—” You feel one final, harder thrust, his cock twitching inside you, and you start to feel his white-hot cum filling you up.

“What? Is that why you wanted to go to the gym? To have sex in a public place?”

“Wait, you didn’t understand? You saw me blushing and smiling, and then you fucked me…”

“You started it, I just followed your lead…”

᱖ English is not my first language, so sorry for any mistakes!!

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[https-milo]

DABI INSTA PLLSSS

yeah ok guys I hear you

DATING DABI INSTAGRAM !!

details!

instagram posts w/ comments while dating dabi!

a/n OBVIOUSLY these are just pictures off of interest, reader can be however you imagine !

(guys im going to be so honest, I haven't really watched MHA past like season four so ermmmm yeah!) (this one was actually kinda cute, like I wanna make a spinoff oneshot :(( )

main m. list / instagram m. list

blah.blah.y/n · 71w

33 likes

liked by: himiko.v4mp, tomura.shig, twicenottwice

blah.blah.y/n he said "I can do this without a lighter" but I didn't want our apartment to burn down <3

dabi wow you have no faith in me. kinda thought you loved me.

blah.blah.y/n dabi yapper, yapper. you know I love you, I just don't love paying for repairs xo

himiko.v4mp good call!! :33

blah.blah.y/n himiko.v4mp thank youuu!! <333

tomura.shig euh you two make me sick.

dabi tomura.shig watch it.

dabi · 67w

7 likes

liked by: himiko.v4mp, twicenottwice, stainismyidol, compressed.marbles

dabi look what her psycho ass got me

tagged: blah.blah.y/n

blah.blah.y/n literally be quiet. you love that shirt and mug.

dabi blah.blah.y/n doesn't change the fact you're crazy.

blah.blah.y/n dabi crazy about you 😽😽😽

tomura.shig kay why ess

blah.blah.y/n tomura.shig someones a little jellyyyyy

blah.blah.y/n · 65w

29 likes

liked by: tomura.shig, himiko.v4mp, big.sis.magne, twicenottwice

blah.blah.y/n my sister trusted us with watching my nephew. safe so say she picked the right people :,) <3

tagged: dabi

dabi i've never been caught lacking like this.

blah.blah.y/n dabi yap yap yap. you look so cute

offical.hawks blah.blah.y/n yeah dabi, you look soooo cute

dabi offical.hawks actually kys, birdbrain

offical.hawks dabi only if you'll help me

blah.blah.y/n offical.hawks GET YOUR OWN MAN YOU BITCH.

himiko.v4mp you guys should have one ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

dabi himiko.v4mp dont give her ideas.

blah.blah.y/n dabi rude. but as much as I would want one, neither of us are home enough to take care of a baby + ur job would make it dangerous

dabi · 60w

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liked by himiko.v4mp, tomura.shig, twicenottwice, big.sis.magne, compressed.marbles

dabi after a really long, long talk with y/n and shig, I've decided to leave the LoV. It's been fun and, even if I hate to say it, I'll miss you guys. In other news, my girl is pregnant so yay

tagged: blah.blah.y/n

blah.blah.y/n :( ilysm you dont know how much I appreciate you

tomura.shig whatever. be safe and let me see the baby when it's born.

blah.blah.y/n tomura.shig AWWWW I ALWAYS KNEW YOU CARED!

tomura.shig blah.blah.y/n shut up.

himiko.v4mp we're gonna miss you patchwork :((( I wish you and y/n well!! (I better be the godmother)

dabi himiko.v4mp ill miss you too shit head

blah.blah.y/n himiko.v4mp obviously youre the godmother!! my fave future auntie <33

big.sis.magne take care of yourself. don't let y/n do too much work, you brat.

dabi big.sis.magne yeah, yeah. I hear you.

s.todoroki um????

blah.blah.y/n s.todoroki unc shoto 🙏🙏

fuyumi.todo how is touya the first to have kids.

dabi fuyumi.todo tf is that supposed to mean.

n.todoroki IM GOING TO BE AN UNCLEEEE you better be treating y/n well 😤😤😤

blah.blah.y/n n.todoroki dw natsuo, i keep my man in check !!

blah.blah.y/n · 2w

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liked by: himiko.v4mp, tomura.shig, fuyumi.todo, s.todoroki, n.todoroki

blah.blah.y/n its been a while!! me, touya, and our precious boy are doing better than ever <3 thank you guys so much for all the support this past year and so. Even if he won't say it, touya is grateful. (p.s. you guys don't always need to spoil our son)

tagged: touya.todo

touya.todo sappy on main

blah.blah.y/n touya.todo 🤩 shut the fuck up 🤩

himiko.v4mp anything for our angels!! (+ touya)

touya.todo himiko.v4mp everytime we interact, i get the urge to relapse my killing sobriety

fuyumi.todo ahhh im so glad you guys are doing well!! i love you three 💕💕

s.todoroki did you guys get the packages I sent?

blah.blah.y/n s.todoroki yes sho, all 5 of them

tomura.shig good to see you guys alive and well.

blah.blah.y/n tomura.shig stfu, come visit your nephew

tomura.shig blah.blah.y/n ...coming

rei.himura my beautiful son with my amazing daughter-in-law and my adorable grandson... i hope you guys will visit me someday

touya.todo rei.himura of course ma

blah.blah.y/n rei.himura we'd love to! Our baby would love to meet his grandma <333

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Thank you so much for reading <3

[shytastemakerthing]

Hello hello! I just found your blog and I love it <3 I was wondering if I could maybe request the Savannaclaw boys (seperately) with a female raccoon Beastman? Beastwoman??? Anyways- i just think it'll be really cute with Ruggie stealing with a klepto or her making cute chittering noises while cuddle Leona lol thank youuu!

A/N: Hello and thank you for your request! The thought of Ruggie with a raccoon beastwoman honestly makes me laugh, the amount of mischief that these two will get into with one another! I hope that you like this!

Request: Savannaclaw with raccoon beast woman S/O

Tw: None

Honestly, the two of you met one another after you tried swiping something from his pockets while he was taking a nap

You just couldn't help it, it was in your nature as a raccoon to swipe whatever it was that you needed no matter where it was at or if it had belonged to someone

The moment your fingers grazed the edge of the wallet poking out of his pocket, his hand had your wrist in a vice grip and you were met with the most beautiful pair of green eyes you had ever seen

Followed by his smug grin

.....Yeah, you said that out loud

And the rest was history from there

From the get-go, as soon as you two were together, he spoiled you rotten, he has the money to spare

Instead of swiping something, just grab his card and help yourself to what you want

Just grab his something to eat, yeah?

Being his partner also means that you are getting used as a pillow more often than not

Honestly, your tail is so soft that it is hard to resist

Coming to his games was a must and he could always see you in the stands...... and also rummaging through the bags of the other players to see what you could find

It's where you currently found yourself

Instead of the botanical gardens, you were both in his room. It was the weekend, no classes (as if he would go anyways), and you were curled up with each other in bed

You were still fast asleep and Leona was barely awake, only able to give a tired smile as he listened to your little sounds in your sleep, especially when he would start brushing his fingers through the fur of your tail and a long your ears

It didn't matter now that he wasn't going to be a king, he had you, and that was all he needed

Mischief duo

Now, Ruggie had only seen a raccoon beasttype a handful of times, as they were more known to live in wooded areas, so they were few and far between in the Savanna

The first sign he saw of you was that familiar fluffy and ringed fur tail of yours ducking behind a wall

Now his curiosity was piqued

Silent as he could, Ruggie would move to where you were, seeing you huddled down with a box that clearly was not yours, if the name on the side of the lunchbox was anything to go by

You looked at him..... and he looked at you

He knew what it was like to grow up with essentially nothing, having to do whatever it took if it meant survival, food was a luxury that not many could afford

Which is why what you did next shocked him....

You held out one of the treats inside for him, making a shushing motion with your other hand

Well, in that case.....

It looks like you have a new companion after that. Seeing you out several more times, it really did not take that long before the two of you were a pair

A pair of menaces, as many would like to say

One of you would be a distraction, the other would do the swiping, you guys decided before hand as to who would do that part

And then split the riches between the both of you

Anything non-perishable would also be saved to be taken back to the village he grew up in

Every time he sees you swiping something while he is at practice, he has to keep himself from chuckling as he doesn't want to give you away

See if you can find him some donuts, yeah?

When you go with him to visit his home this summer, the both of you will have plenty of food and goodies to bring to the other villagers

Really was not a fan of your tendency to take things that did not belong to you

It was actually Ruggie to bring up several things about your nature

As a raccoon beast type, you were highly prone to taking anything that you need and wanted, not to mention, raccoons weren't exactly the high members of society, as he liked to say, often many living in poverty and doing what they could to live. Granted, so few were seen in the Savanna but even in other areas, it was a rather well known thing

So, seeing that most of what you were taking was food, clothing, hygiene materials, and everything in-between, and seeing that you were rather well fed right now and clothing seemed to be in decent shape (it was obvious that they were mended), there were chances that you were sending these things back home

And you confirmed that when he found you again with a bag full of old clothes from the lost and found

As it turns out, you have several little siblings and your parents that you were trying to take care of while you were here

You were lucky to get into NRC, with it recently being co-ed, and your magical aptitude was rather impressive as well as your academics, it gave you an opportunity that not many from your hometown had

It was then he saw you for who you were, a young woman just trying to take care of her family by any means necessary

It took a couple of months, but the two of you officially were together

While he wouldn't help with your swiping tendencies, helping to keep them down a bit, he would often ask around and see if anyone had anything they didn't need, coming to you quite a bit with piles of clothing and other things that people didn't want

He went home with you during winter break and he saw just how badly all of this was needed

Everything seemed to be in quite the disrepair in the village, some homes boarded up, small fires here and there to keep people warm

Seeing the smiles on everyone's face as soon as they saw you with the countless materials you managed to get was enough to warm his heart and break it at the same time

He helped you pass everything out before heading to your own home where all of your little siblings were watching you from the windows

It was pretty crowded inside, given it was a rather small space and a larger family

Your parents curled up by the fire, siblings piling onto the rug around them, and then the two of you closer to the window

He swore at that very moment that he would do what he could for you and your family, and the others that were here

After all, he is rather good friends with a certain famous celebrity, no doubt he would be willing to help out his friend

Thank you so much for your request! Have a wonderful day/night!

[sh1-n0bu]

𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 27: squirting with himeko from hsr

warnings: squirting, toy usage, fingering, clit pinching, overstimulation, praise

notes: never lET YOUUU GOOOO ITS WHY I DID THEM ALLLLL FOR A CHANCE TO AT LEAST TO LIVE IN YOUR WAYYYYYYY LOVE OF YOU—

it would be odd to see the ever so calm and collected himeko act so squeamish. face red and pink, almost to the point of matching her luscious locks, lips trembling as she struggles to even stay upright. her condition had caused the others of the express to grow concerned and to force her into resting the day as pom-pom’s said; “the express is simply cruising the star rails peacefully now. leave everything in the conductor’s hands”.

their concerns would have left himeko laughing softly or even defying their words if she could. but she was a little bit too busy with a few certain things to rebuttal their words as she nods and quietly thanks the express crew as she walks into her room where you were peacefully reading a book on one of the soft cushioned chairs as if there isn’t a certain familiar red controller on your lap. the other end of the controller that was currently buzzing away inside himeko’s pretty cunt, the low constant buzzing causing her legs to shake and thighs to rub together.

shakily managing to stumble her way over to your shared bed, the redhead nearly throws herself onto the edge of the bed due to the constant trembling of her legs. she was close again and she could feel the earlier two rounds of cum seeping out of her panties, dripping down her thighs as she no longer bothers to silence her moans. almost immediately, her elegant coat and dress comes off — halfheartedly taken off, the zipper of the dress almost broken in her fumbles — thrown to side of the bed as himeko opens her legs for you.

“[n-name]—! please, i give up already. just take this thing out and help me instead… plEASE! uhhhng mmfh—♡︎!” the always so composed woman stumbles over her words, which would have been weird to anyone else. except you. after all, you’re always the one who causes himeko to act in all sorts of new ways every night.

well, not like you were paying any attention to the words on the page ever since himeko stepped inside the room. you could just smell her arousal. makes you wonder how dan heng hasn’t suspected anything yet.

closing the book in your hands with a silent thud! you place it on the nearest flat surface. you didn’t care which page you left it on, you’ve already reread the book 3 times before already. besides, who needed to focus on some random words on a page when your beloved girlfriend was right here, spreading her legs and moaning out for your help? she didn’t even bothered to take out the vibrator herself. isn’t that just so sweet of her?

slowly, you take confident and teasing strides towards the woman on the bed. her legs spread open for you, familiar delicious juice covering her thighs, soaking her favorite black lace panties and darker color. hand desperately clinging onto the bedsheets under herself as she legs occasionally twitch and shake due to the overwhelming feeling of pleasure.

“what’s a pretty thing like you doing now, himeko? and what’s that thing hanging from the side of your panties?” you hum, feigning innocence as your hand reaches out to the small thing hanging off at the side that connected to the bullet vibrator inside her delicious pussy.

in response to your innocent question, the redhead lets out a whine. legs spreading out even further as if trying to entice you to touch her. at least once! that’s all she needed!

thankfully, you seemed to have noticed her desperation. pulling off of her soaked underwear down her legs and throwing it to the side, you press two fingers down on her labia, slowly opening them to take a look at her sensitive, hardened clit and dripping cunt. ah, just this was enough to want you to devour her like a starved animal. she looked so delicious. so mouth-watering. absolutely and utterly delectable and it’s all yours to feast on.

before your thoughts could become even more self indulgent, you manage to snap yourself out of it as another loud whine from the woman resounds in the room. right, you were here for a reason. but something was telling you that himeko would enjoy what you had in mind currently more than your usual routine.

so, with determination and quickly dwindling patience, you ease the two fingers that were holding her labia open inside her. the massive amount of cum seeping from her cunt made it easy for you to slip your fingers inside her with a lewd squelch, pushing the vibrating toy inside further and making her toes curl as her back arches off of the bed.

“[n-naME]!! whaaaangh! aaahm mmnh f-fuck! what’re you doi—EEENCK!! W-WAIT… ♡︎♡︎~!” the conductor’s voice trail off into a shrill scream, jaws falling slack open as her legs shake and thrash about, not knowing if she should wrap them around your hand or keep it open. hands flying everywhere, unknowing if she should desperately cling to the sheets for stability or your hands instead to make you stop.

the constant buzzing of the vibrator was flush against a certain sensitive spot inside her gummy walls, pushed against it as it vibrates and shakes. over and over, she can see black dots surrounding her vision, thinking she came again only to realize that she hasn’t when you start fingering her with the vibrator still inside. aeons, she can’t take it. she can’t take it, she can’t take it, she can’t take it, it’s gonna break her completely!!

himeko won’t be able to take such exquisite yet borderline painful feeling anymor—!

with a loud scream of jumbled mess that seem to resemble your name, the redhead squirts over your hand when you decide to be just a bit mean and pinch her enlarged clit with your free hand. ah, such a loud woman she was whenever you two got intimate. both in mouth and cunt. good thing the walls were soundproof and you were too excited to continue to care for how much louder she could get.

“eyes on me, conductor. we’re not done seeing how much you can squirt yet♡︎”

[beelinx]

Hi, how are you? I've a request for Percy Jackson, I just don't know if I want a headcanon or a oneshot, so I'll leave it to whatever you prefer, well, I've been thinking about something where the reader is Athena's daughter, so the reader is kind of a toy for Athena to use, and the reader has a terrible relationship with her father, like, really horrible. And she's having a bad day and all she wants is to hug Percy to know that she's loved, but maybe Percy is busy with something of his own, training or helping a friend of his and the reader doesn't want to be a bother, and she also doesn't know how to ask Percy for affection, so she just stays in Percy's company, following him around like a lost puppy, and eventually Percy realizes that something is wrong, then they hug and kiss and have lots of affection and cuteness.

Thank youuu🤍

a/n: hii tysm for the request ! 🫶 it was lovely and i hope i did it justice <3 warnings: fem!reader though it’s not stated very much. angst w/ a happy ending !! 1.4k words

the grounds of camp-half blood usually served as comfort to many half-bloods. it was a safe haven, a place away from monsters and somewhere to socialize with fellow demigods.

today, though, it felt everything but a safe haven for you.

well, you guess it was kinda nice to have time away from your father. it wasn’t uncommon by any means for demigods to have rocky relationships with their mortal parents. after all, they were mortal. it was incredibly difficult for them to truly comprehend anything their children are going through. 

or, sometimes they simply resented their child for how they came to be. because it’s not like the other parent is very present in their lives, so they’re basically a single parent.

your father, it seemed, resented you for that and everything else. all the opportunities you allegedly took away the very day your mother, athena, dropped you off at his door.

every day you spent at his home you seemed to get along worse. it was impossible to have a normal conversation without it ending up as an argument. an argument in which he simply refused to ever hear your side in, always believing himself to be so much smarter and superior. after all, that is why athena chose him.

no matter, you don’t need to give him any thought while you were at camp. here, you had a much bigger problem. a problem in the shape of your mother, the goddess of wisdom, athena.

it seemed that whenever she found an excuse, she would send you out on a quest. whether that is a really important and dangerous one, or a quest that felt as silly as buying groceries, it didn’t matter. because, truth is, you were basically a toy to her, always doing whatever she wanted.

it made you feel horrible, feeling like just a puppet in the grand game of the gods.

but you always had someone to brighten your day – your boyfriend, percy.

whenever you had one of your bad days, he always made sure to kiss you and hug you tightly, reminding you of how important you were to him and how much you mattered. he was always there, comforting you and making you laugh. percy felt like the light in the dark and twisted world of the gods.

today, your mother had given you another likely worthless task or quest for her, so all your previous feelings had once again emerged as strongly as ever.

so, naturally, today all you wanted was to be comforted by him.

however… percy seemed to be pretty occupied currently. with his training and how many campers constantly seeked his aid in training of their own, obviously wanting advice from the percy jackson — interrupting him now felt wrong. you’d feel horrible disturbing him now when he was so busy, especially since he was clearly enjoying himself.

instead, you opted for the next best thing: simply hanging around him.

percy’s company always had a way of cheering you up, even if he wasn’t fully acknowledging you. small comments like “that was fun, right?” and “did you hear what that guy said?” were around the few things he directed at you.

that’s fine, though. it was nice he was at least thinking of you.

still… you really wanted him to hug you. 

the longer you spent following around like a lost puppy, the more desperate you felt. you felt so alone, so helpless. but he was busy. and it wasn’t his duty to always be around to help and comfort you. yet it seemed that’s what you always asked of him. his company, his hugs, his warmth.

“babe,” percy’s voice broke you out of your thoughts. you snapped your head towards him and blinked away the tears pooling in your eyes. you hadn’t even noticed you were crying. “are you okay?”

“um, yeah,” you replied, your voice hoarse. “i was just…” you trailed off, not able to find the words for whatever excuse your mind started fabricating.

percy scrunched his eyebrows, worry clearly etched into his features. he turned around and bid goodbye to whatever camper he was helping train now – someone from the ares cabin, you thought you remembered when he first walked up.

immediately after the very grateful camper left, percy returned his full focus back on you. your eyes were trained to the ground, feeling slightly embarrassed now.

suddenly, you felt his strong arms wrap around you. your eyes widened for a second, slightly surprised at the random (but very needed) affection – but then you closed your eyes and hugged him back, welcoming the feeling. the warmth of his hugs was exactly what you were looking for and waiting for this whole day, and suddenly you felt those very same tears you banished less than a minute ago return to your eyes.

you sobbed on his shoulder for what felt like ages. he didn’t say anything; neither of you did. percy silently held you while you cried your heart out. only sign of movement from him was when he ran his fingers through your hair, a silent way of comfort you greatly appreciated. no campers were around to interrupt you. percy and that ares kid were the only people at the training grounds today – a fact you were incredibly grateful for now.

after what was either five minutes or a full hour, you slowly pulled away.

“i’m sorry,” you finally said. luckily, your voice didn’t break, but it was close to. “i shouldn’t have interrupted you. you were busy and i-”

“no.” he cut you off. “i’m never too busy for you.”

“but i interrupted you while you were helping some camper out,” you sniffled.

“i know,” he said, “and i don’t care.”

“percy-”

“you need to tell me when you’re feeling down, okay? i want to be here for you, and i would never ever be upset with you for telling me, even if you think you’re disturbing me,” he assured you.

you were able to squeak out a small “okay” before he tenderly grabbed the sides of your face and slowly brought your lips to his. percy’s kisses always had a way of making your heart feel like it was going to explode, no matter how many times you’ve kissed. he always put all his love in them, towards you.

you only broke away once you were lacking air; your foreheads stayed pressed against one another. your eyes remained closed, it helped you focus and calm down. once you opened them, you found percy was already staring at you. he sighed and gave you a quick peck on your lips before fully separating.

percy placed one hand on each of your shoulders, “i’ll go with you.”

“what?”

“whatever your mom wants you to do, i’ll help,” he said, looking already set on the idea. “or you could tell her you don��t want to, that you’re not a toy for her to mess with. whatever it is you want to do, i’ll be with you. ‘kay?”

you smiled softly at his words, tears already threatening to come back once again. his support made you feel stronger, and while you knew standing up to your mother was not going to be easy, you knew you’d have to do it eventually. you’re glad you wouldn’t have to do it alone, though. you’d never have to face any challenge alone, because he’ll always be there for you – even if all you need is just a quick hug.

your arms wrapped around his neck, bringing him in for another hug. “thank you.”

he laughed softly, hugging you back so tightly it almost felt like you were suffocating, “let’s go get some rest first, though. you look like you need a relaxing nap.”

you raised your eyebrows. “what’s that supposed to mean?”

“that i wanna cuddle?” he snickered, “or maybe that you need cuddles.”

you pulled away from the hug and rolled your eyes at him. “you,” you pointed a finger at his chest, “cannot be serious for one second, can you?”

“yes i can!”

“no, you really can’t,” you chuckled softly, “whatever, i like you just the way you are.”

it was his turn now to raise his eyebrows at you. “what’s that supposed to mean?” he said, imitating your tone for earlier.

“it means you’re a dunce.”

“hey!”

“kidding!” you laughed heartily.

he waited a bit for you to calm down from your laughing fit. then, he said, “race back to my cabin?”

you turned your gaze towards him, eyes already determined. well, it seemed he knew you well enough to know your competitive spirit loves a good race.

“you’re on, percy jackson.”

[ilwonuu]

anything chan please please please i'm begging youuu

hehehe i got u anon<3 special for ur request i hope u like <3

𝗉𝗋𝗈��𝗂𝗌𝖾

⇝ 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗋

᪥ 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀- 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉， 𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗅！𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆！𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

᪥ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌- 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾<𝟥 ， 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗒 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇 （𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗄） ，𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 𝖻𝖼 𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇， 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗌𝗒 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗆𝖿𝖺𝗈𝗈， 𝗉𝖾𝗍 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 （𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒， 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅） （𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗂𝖾） ， 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗑／ 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗑𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌， 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝖻𝗄， 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀， 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝗁𝖾， 𝗅𝗆𝗄 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾<𝟥

᪥ 𝖺／𝗇- 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗀 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁，，， 𝗂 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝖿 𝗂 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽'𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍，，， 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗈𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽！！！

“whatcha doing?” your boyfriend questions you with a cheeky smile. he plumps down next to you on the couch where you’re sitting.

you show him your laptop screen with a smile. you have been playing some games on your laptop for the last couple of hours. chan pouting at the lack of attention.

“you left me all alone.” he wraps his arms around you gently. he’s careful not get in the way of your game.

“you want me to come lay with you channie?” his eyes light up at the thought. he nods quickly at you.

“pleaaase. i miss you in my arms.” you laugh in response at his whining. you move your laptop beside you, facing him fully. you smile at him, pulling him closer to you.

“let’s go cuddle babee-“ he begs you with a pout. you roll your eyes at him playfully.

“you only want cuddles?” you smirk as he drags you to the bedroom.

“you hinting at something else?” chan asks with a smile. you shrug as you make it to your bedroom.

“hmm maybe.” your didn’t realize how much you missed your bed. you jump into bed quickly spreading out, chan joining you.

“come here.” he pulls you into his arms. he holds you close to him as he looks at you.

“you look s’pretty baby.” he can’t hold his smile back as he looks at you.

“thank you channie- but stop staring!” you attempt to hide behind your hands.

“how can i not stare? my pretty girl.” he holds your face as he leans in to kiss you. he kisses you slow. he always takes his time when he kisses you. he uses his other hand to roam your body.

he’s still being gentle with everything he does. you can’t help but moan into the kiss. he kisses you so passionately it has you squirming a little. chan smirks as he sees you squeeze thighs together. he pulls away from the kiss after awhile of heavy making out.

“can i make my pretty girl feel good? would you like that baby?” you nod at him as you drag your hands along his arms. getting a real good feel of how muscly your boyfriend is. he laughs when he sees you looking at him in awe.

“want you to touch me channie. i’ve been missing you all day. ” you spread your legs a little to tease him.

“you’ve been missing baby? i’ve been missing you too.” he leaves open mouth kisses your neck all over. his hand gently rubs at your thigh.

“show me.” your slight lip bite makes chan laugh a little. he pulls your pants down your body throwing them somewhere in the room.

“spread your legs sweetheart.”

[skipper1331]

Everything and more // María León

a/n: based off this request and kinda this. Enjoy

Ale felt like she was talking to a wall.

The team was in their local pub, enjoying the day off after the el clasico win.

Mapi was sat next to you and Alexia and before Alexia could even start talking, the defender had only eyes for you. Your hand was resting comfortably on her thigh as you talked to Patri. Mapis skin was on fire, something she couldn‘t control when you were near or more than that, touching her. That girl was madly in love with you - a teenager romance.

You look at her - weak knees.

You talk to her - stuttering mess.

You hug her - wobbly wreck.

All in all, it didn‘t matter what you did or said at the end of the day Mapi would love you either way If not more.

Everything and more.

Looking at you with googly eyes, she couldn’t help but smile at you, lovingly.

After minutes of trying to get the blonde to engage in the conversation, Alexia just stopped and started talking to the other girls.

Every question towards Mapi fell to deaf ears as she admired you, heart skipping a beat at each of your smiles. María couldn‘t help but scoot closer to you, her arm around your waist as she bit her lip, eyes roaming over every inch of your body. "Amor" she whispered the conversation with Patri came to a stop due the waiter bringing new drinks, "can we go home?" she whined, her free hand wandering along your leg, inching closer to your private area.

"No"

Letting out a huff, she pulled her hand away from your leg yet not leaving your touch completely.

The next hour was the same as the first: Mapi fully obsessed with you and everything you do.

Every now and then she would whisper an 'i love you' in your ear with a sloppy needy kiss to your cheek.

"Drinks?" you asked the girls after awhile, slightly tipsy. They cheered in agreement. As you stood up, Mapi got up as well, not wanting leave your side. You looked at her confused, what was she doing? "I‘m helping youuu" she sang, grinning as her hand slipped in the back pocket of your jeans - claiming you as hers.

There were 3 stages of Mapi;

stage 1: sober - madly in love with and follows you like a puppy.

stage 2: tipsy/ little bit more - energetically in love with you and gets clingy.

stage 3: drunk/ wasted - crazily in love with you, clingy and follows you like a lost puppy.

And stage 2 was the case at the moment. Nevertheless, her jealousy was there at every stage, yet it wasn't the level that mattered but the person who you talked to/flirted with you - she was always jealous. It just depened on the person how much. "Baby, take a seat" you told her in a sweet voice, kissing her lips quickly. Mapi gave you her famous drunk-pout with crossed but didn‘t say anything. Though, she watched you like a hawk as you walked up to the bar. The team took the chance to talk to their friend with no success. With her eyes drained on your beautiful figure, her heart swooned at everything you did. It wasn‘t until a mid aged man came near you. Her lovestruck smile turned into a clenched jaw.

"Hey, i‘m sorry. Are you Y/l/n?" he asked, friendly.

"Yeah! How are you?" you replied, matching his friendly demeanor. "I don‘t want to bother you but my daugther - she’s 6" he showed you his lock screen, a little girl grinning widely as she held a Barcelona jersey in her hands. "That was her reaction when my wife and I gifted her your jersey. She‘s a really big fan."

"Thats really sweet!"

"Um, well, is there any chance I could take a photo with you or get an autograph somehow? Of course only if you agree with it a 100%"

As you thought of the little girl who had such a big smile on her face, your mind was made up quickly, "why don‘t we do both?"

It was clear to say she definitely got that bright smile from her father. "Thank you so much!"

As you took the picture with him, he made sure to have a respectable amount space between the two of you. And as you were about to scribble your signature on the napkin, you felt an arm snuggle around you. María. She pressed a kiss to your temple as she made her statement, "hola amor, ¿quién es?" she asked, glaring at the creature of a man. "This is-"

"Jack" he ended your sentence.

"His daughter is a big fan" you declared, knowing how her mind was working. Interwining your fingers, you calmed the defender down who had already made up a few scenarios in her mind what was going on and how to shoo him away. "Sign here too, love" you pointed at the napkin, smiling wide. You loved to make fans happy, something Mapi loved about you. She grabbed the pen, signing the napkin as well with a little heart next to yours. Again, a silent statement. You knew it meant something but not what exactly. Her mind was working in a strange possessive clingy way when it came to you, the love of her life.

Jack thanked the both of you, walking back to his table as you turned around on the bar stool. You didn‘t say anything, just raised an brow. "Don‘t give me that look, mi vida. He- he was flirting and i-" she tried to defend herself, babbling about the man who actually turned out to be really nice, something she didn‘t expect.

"you got soo jealous because someone who isn‘t you was talking to me, hm?" you mocked her, giggling at the defeated look on her face.

Kissing away her pout, you mumbled a "te amo" against her lips, her heart skipping a beat like always. As she ordered the tables drinks, she had her arms around you, minding her own business - you - as the two of you waited. She pressed kisses all over your face, loving the laughter that came in respond.

"There you are!" Patri yelled as you finally arrived at the table with drinks.

María placed the tray of drinks on the table, not saying anything as she sat down on the chair, Alexia looked at you, why was she having a frown on her face. Rolling your eyes, you answered her question: Mapi was being Mapi.

As you were about to walk to your own seat the defender pulled at your hips - her lap was now your new seat. "Don’t say anything" she grumbled.

"Your drinks" the new waitress said as she stared at you with hungry eyes. Of course, Mapi noticed the behavior of the lady. Already with Marías hands around your body, the waitress didn‘t seem to mind that you were clearly in a relationship, your girl right next to you.

As her arms hugged your waist, her fingers lacing together, to hold you tight, your arm went around her shoulder. "She was totally eye-fucking you" she stated again, claiming that the bartender had the hots for you. You looked at her, absently, playing with a strand of loose hair, "baby, how many times do I have to tell you, I don‘t care"

"Well, I do!" drowning her drink, she carried on, "they all do, all the time! We can‘t go out without someone flirting or eye-fucking you"

"María, why do you care so much about it? I‘m yours" you whispered, forehead leaning against the defender. "I don‘t know, something it’s just- my mind doesn‘t like the thought of you with someone else"

"Do you want to go home?" you asked, the defender at the verge of tears, more than one drink in her body showing their work. She just mumbled a yes in your chest as she hugged you like a toddler "te amo mi vida, te amo mucho"

Saying bye to the girls, they understood the matter, well Alexia understood, the only one who had one drink the whole night. Besides she was Mapis best friend, she knew her well enough. With some complains of the girls, you left anyways. Marías arm around your mid section on the way home, every so often pressing kisses to your cheek, jaw and temple. She would have prefered if she could have carried you home but nonetheless happy that you were in her grasp and hers general.

At home, the girl didn‘t leave your side, "¿beso?" she asked as you took of your shoes. You did as she wished, pressing a peck to her lips, the defender smiling happily as she did a little jump.

In the kitchen, she hugged you from behind, kissing along your neck and bare shoulder, loving you the way you deserved.

"¿beso?"

"Sí, beso" puckering her lips, she waited for you to press yours on her own. When you did, her skin caught fire. She pushed you against the counter, kissing the life out of you. She loved to kiss you.

In the bathroom, as you were about to brush your teeth, she again asked the question that haunted you since the moment you left the bar, "¿beso?" Of course you kissed her, you loved it just as much as the defender to kiss one another. It made your heart race, skin tingle, soul happy and mind spin.

In bed, Mapi laying on top of you with her head hidden in your neck, she mumbled inaudible words.

"You want to have a kiss right?" you asked giggling.

"No" she answered to your surprise.

"No?"

"No. quiero un beso de buenas noches" she pressed featherlight kisses to your jaw, loving the way your breath hitched at her touch. It was your turn to say "no"

"No?"

"No"

Quickly the defender sat up, staddling your waist as she glared while frowning at you, "¿por que?"

"Said so" giving her the bitchy-shoulder-gesture, you tried to hold in your laugh as you could see the dots working in her brain. "No no no, you love me and I love you so bésame" she demanded, leaning down, prompting her weight on her arms as they rested dangerously close next to your head, "¡bésame!" she grumbled, an inch away. You could feel her breath against your lips, your own hitching at the slight hand movement along your exposed stomach. "Amor, bésame" she now whined, "pretty please" giving you puppy dog eyes, you had to give in, your hands cupped her cheeks, poking them, "so needy" you giggled.

Staring at one another with so much love in each others eyes, you both leaned in, lips touching ever so gentle. It was more than just a good night kiss, it was kiss so soft and loving that meant everything for the both of you.

I love you.

You‘re everything to me.

I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

Every love confession in the world wouldn’t have been enough to describe what you felt in that moment.

Everything and more.

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[kamisama1kiss]

First off LOVE THE PAGE AND THE WRITING and as a fellow reader I’d like to request maybe possibly a Lloyd Dating headcanons? Pretty pleasssssssssse with a cherry on top 🫶🏻🥺

AHHH Thank youuu!! 😭😭 this is so cuteee. I am giggling to myself writing these headcanons!! Suprised, I hadn't thought of this yet!! Might even have gotten a bit overboard with writing for him🤭🤭

(!Gender neutral!)

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Lloyd Garmadon Headcanons { Dating The Green Ninja }

- As in start, he would make sure NO ONE knew you were together when he was the green ninja since he was scared for you to get hurt in any way (expect the other ninjas)

- But when outside of being the green Ninja and in public, he didn't mind having small affection of PDA as in hand holding, cheek kisses, and ect

- It was definitely a rookie start with his past feelings going horribly, which meant he would need a handful of reassurance, understanding, and patient

- His favourite pass time is reading comics with you in his arms, reading with him. Leaning your head on his shoulder would definitely make him a bit shy no matter how many times you've done it

- Couple goals since day one!

- Everybody knew about his crush for you before he even knew it himself. He had refused for a little while, Kai eventually pushed him enough to ask you out

- He is 100% a communication kind of guy, even with the smallest subjects. All he wants to make sure of is that fact that you and him can rest easy without worrying about anything.

- The kind of guy who would admire you when doing absolutely anything, as simple as reading, his gaze filled with nothing but admiration for you

- If you cought him looking, the tips of his ears would turn bright pink. Looking away and acting as if he didn't just admire you for like 20 minutes

- Expect in private back hugs, surprise kisses, long comforting hugs, and cuddles for days, but you'd only achieve this after a few months since in the start he was scared to even hold your hand

- Checks up on you to make sure you eat and take care of yourself, but make sure to do the same. This poor guy forgets himself all the time, and the burden of being the green ninja weights on his shoulders

- Date nights wouldn't be regularly since his duty, but he always tried his best to at least do it on your anniversary every month. If not that day, then the day before or after

- Knowing if you were upset, broke his heart completely, would do anything in his power to make you smile and feel better.. maybe even a small snack that he knows you enjoy.

- Stargazing is a must!! It's a way to rewind and hangout, the world is finally quiet. He feels as if he can breathe and just enjoy his time with you, no worries in the back of his mind when holding you under the stary nights

- Would get teased by the others the both of you all the time, but nonetheless, they were happy he found someone who wasn't a evil person in disguise

- You'd join their family nights at one point. He'd silently be thankful over the fact you all get along and took you over many more get togethers

- At some point, being introduced to Misako was nervracking for the both of you. It went very well since she was very open and talked to you the whole time, over all after you left, she told him to bring you over for dinner next week.

- You'd bandage him up after fighting the bad guy this time around. He knew you were reliable if he ever did need help, but he felt guilty every time after you did help.

"You don't have to help me every time if you dont want to.. you do know that?"

"I want to help you, I care about you."

"..I appreciate it. Thank you, love.."

- Golden retriever boyfriend!!

- Playing with his hair is a must, it's very soft and well taken care of since he dose not use those 3 in 1 kind of bottles.

- His favourite kinds of dates would be being alone with you, most likely taking you away from everything and everyone. Picnic dates are 100% the onse you go on the most.

-Finding it easier to sleep with you in his arms at night, having not experienced it before he felt pride but also a sort of comfort to know you'd be there when he wakes up.

-Meeting Garmadon would be just a tiny bit different. Dont get me wrong he is happy for Lloyd but he's definitely a bit more difficult to get liked by, just know he'd eventually grow a soft spot for you (This is when he isn't like killingly evil, yk)

- Overall being with Lloyd as in Dating will be a adventuris and a exciting experience! The most green flag in a man you could ever meet

[ts1m1kas]

Original Ask: jamal is y/n’s brother's best friend and they hate each other, but they are forced to share a hotel room on a vocation and they constantly fight and tease each other, but in the end they start to like the other one<3<3 make it as long as you can thank youuu💖💖 (anonymous)

Word Count: 1.4k words

(author's note: bit of a longer one, hope you all enjoy 🫶)

It was a well-known fact that Y/N L/N and Jamal Musiala hated each other. Forced to be in close proximity their whole lives due to Jamal and her brother’s friendship didn’t help ease Y/N’s hatred for the older boy either.

Something happened along the line that ended the old friendship the pair used to have. Nobody knew what happened, all they knew was that Jamal and Y/N were not on good terms.

The L/N’s had arranged a family holiday and Y/N couldn’t have been more excited. However, her excitement dimmed considerably when she found out her parents had allowed her brother to invite Jamal.

“I just don’t understand why he has to come. It’s a family holiday, not an invite whoever you want holiday.”

YB/N sighed, “You’re so dramatic, Jamal hasn’t even done anything wrong. I don’t see why you think he shouldn't come.”

“Of course, you’d say that.” She replied, rolling her eyes at her brother.

The days before the holiday soon passed and before Y/N knew it, Jamal was standing on their doorstep with his suitcase and a backpack on his back.

“Suppose you better come in then,” Y/N mumbled, opening the door wider and stepping to the side to let him in.

“Thanks,” Jamal replied curtly, avoiding any extra interaction with the girl standing in front of him.

Jamal regretted many things in life, one of those being how he ended his friendship with Y/N. Having known the girl all his life, he should’ve known that sooner or later, his feelings for Y/N would become harder and harder to hide. Jamal had never seen someone more beautiful, kind, sweet, and funny than Y/N, and he couldn’t take it anymore.

He blew up on her and ended their friendship coldly. As he walked away from her in that moment and heard her sobs, he could only imagine the pained look on her face and the tear streaks that adorned her cheeks.

To this day, Jamal regretted it. He wished he could take it all back and just tell Y/N how he felt. Now, when he dragged his suitcase through the front door of her family home and she wouldn’t even look at him, he felt more regret than ever.

“Jamal, how are you, man?” YB/N said, coming down the stairs.

“Not bad mate, how are you?”

“I’m alright, leave your case down there, my dad will sort it.”

Jamal pushed his suitcase against the wall and followed YB/N up the stairs. Y/N’s eyes followed him as he walked away. She wouldn’t admit it, but part of her missed how close she and Jamal used to be.

She missed how he would care for her, drive her places, and wander around any shop she wanted to go to just to see her smile. Y/N also wouldn’t admit she was secretly excited for Jamal to join them on holiday.

The airport process went by fairly quickly, and before Y/N knew it, she was sat on the plane, staring out of the window. She was so zoned out that she didn’t hear someone sit next to her. She also failed to realise that the person was none other than Jamal Musiala.

“Oh, it's you.”

“Brilliant observation,” Jamal replied dryly.

“Okay, no need to be so rude,” Y/N replied.

The pair ignored each other for the remainder of the flight, an awkward silence lingering in the air.

The flight was long and uncomfortable, and Y/N breathed a sigh of relief when she finally stepped off. The family headed through security, collected their suitcases, and were then picked up by their taxi to the hotel.

The hotel was by the beach with grand columns and marble floors. As she walked in through the revolving doors, Y/N’s eyes widened at the sheer grandeur of the interior. She could feel Jamal’s presence behind her as well as hear him and her brother whispering together.

Y/N was pulled away from her admiring when her mother called her name, “Y/N, my darling, come here please.”

Y/N moved over to where her parents stood, noticing that they both exchanged a look.

“Is everything okay? What’s going on?”

“Well, and we know you won’t like this, but you and Jamal will have to share a room.”

“What? Why? That’s not fair! Why can’t YB/N share with him?”

“Because they can’t be trusted when they’re sharing a room. YB/N has agreed to sleep in our room, so you’ll have to share with Jamal.”

Y/N nodded and sighed, “Fine.”

Once they had all received their room keys, Y/N moved over to the lift, followed by Jamal and her family. All squeezed into the confined space of the lift, Y/N realised that she wasn’t too repulsed at the idea of sharing a room with Jamal.

The group exited the lift and made their way down the long corridors. Pulling the key out of his pocket, Jamal unlocked the door to his and Y/N's hotel room.

He pushed open the door and pulled his suitcase in. Y/N followed behind him, closing the door behind her.

“Can I have the bed next to the window?” She asked quietly.

“Yeah, whatever you want,” Jamal responded.

She walked over to the bed, placed her backpack on top of it, and hoisted her suitcase up as well.

Unzipping it, she grabbed some coathangers and started to hang her clothes up and put her shoes in the bottom of the wardrobe.

“Would you like me to hang your things up as well?”

“You don't have to, I'm not incapable.”

“That's not- I meant- I was just trying to be nice!” Y/N stuttered out, suddenly feeling embarrassed.

Jamal rolled his eyes, “Whatever.”

Grabbing her makeup bag, Y/N went into the bathroom, eager to avoid any further confrontation with Jamal.

Her ideas of making amends with Jamal and forgiving him for what he did all those years ago were slowly fading from her mind. She had never felt more stupid in her life.

Jamal felt like a complete and utter idiot. He didn't know what was wrong with him. The whole reason he had accepted YB/N's invite to the holiday was to make amends with Y/N and finally tell her how he felt.

Now, he'd only made things worse.

Mustering up all the courage he possibly could, he dragged himself over to the bathroom and knocked softly on the door.

“Y/N?”

“What do you want, Jamal?” She replied coldly, not interested in talking to him.

“Can we talk?”

Y/N was caught off guard. The quiet tone of his voice sounded almost apologetic, something she had never heard from Jamal before.

She unlocked the door and stepped out of the bathroom.

“Sure, we can talk.”

The pair moved over to the small sofa in the corner of their room. Y/N sat down, looking at her hands, avoiding Jamal’s gaze.

“I don't really know what to say apart from, I'm so sorry. For everything. Ever since I ended our friendship, I've regretted it more than anything. All these years where I've been so mean and disrespectful, it was to cover up how I really felt.”

Y/N's head snapped up, “Jamal-”

“No, let me finish. Please. I've been in love with you for as long as I can remember. And instead of just telling you, I pushed you away. It wasn't right, and I know it. I'm just so sorry for all the pain I caused.”

Y/N sat in silence. She didn't know what to say.

“Y/N? Are you okay?”

Y/N looked Jamal dead in the eyes, leaned in and kissed him.

Jamal was taken aback at first but quickly moved his hand to rest on Y/N's waist.

Their lips moved in sync, all those years of mutual pining poured into one kiss.

“You have no idea how long I've waited to do that. I love you too, you big idiot.”

Jamal laughed, “I really made things difficult didn't I?”

“Yeah, definitely. Next time you have some huge feelings, just tell me. Instead of cutting me off for years. It's much easier,” Y/N replied, laughing back at him.

Jamal moved closer to Y/N on the sofa and wrapped his arm around her. They sat in silence for a while before Jamal spoke up again,

“Is it too late to take you up on your offer of hanging my clothes up?”

[leviathanxprincess]

Hii idk if ur requests are open (if not ignore!!) but maybe first date ideas? (Specifically with Mammon and Beelzebub if that’s ok!!) thank youuu :) <3

Don't worry they're open !!!! And I got you! <3 this is a cute little request I like it <3 Notes: Gender neutral reader!, typical hints at things getting spicier after the date

Your First Date with Mammon and Beelzebub !

Mammon

King of dates !

He can take you anywhere and everywhere that you desire, and he will!

For a first date though he's keeping it simple. Well, simple for Mammon.

And simple for Mammon means the fanciest restaurant in Hell that one can come by.

Think the most delicious meal you could possibly have and he WILL get it for you.

It's a first date, sure, but he's gonna spoil you a little bit already.

Beautiful bouquet, maybe some piece of jewelry or accessory that he knows you're likely to wear. He more than knows your style by this point.

Will take you on a walk through his favorite places in Tartaros afterwards, desires to show you the place where you're obviously gonna be spending the most time in now that you're together.

You will be getting the full "I am dating the King of Tartaros" treatment even though it's the first date.

He just really likes to see you happy. And the cost quite literally means nothing to him because he has everything. So if he can bring a smile to your face he'll glad dish out whatever amount he feels he needs to.

And well, if he gets a little something extra out of it too after your date, then he's not exactly complaining. <3

Beelzebub

See Bel could either take you on a really sweet first date or an absolute insane one.

Likelihood is it's gonna be a mixture of both!!

He wants you to have fun, and even with a date he's not exactly the best at sitting still so you're likely to do more than one activity.

First off! Probably one of his favorite clubs! Of course if it's a bit too much for you you guys can skip it, you can go dancing just about anywhere after all! But he does want to dance with you!

And he if gets a little touchy in the club (or wherever you decide to go) then it's so fine. He can't help but love having his hands on you at all times.

Next stop, one of his favorite places to get a meal! And by meal I mean a feast. It's a feast. He'll tell you fun little stories about his adventures as you two eat, and even share ideas of places he's gone that he wants to take you! Which is plenty.

Honestly if you didn't have such an important job currently as Solomon's Descendant he would be dragging you around everywhere. Which is exactly what he plans to do any date opportunity you guys get from now on.

Probably leaves the tab for Bael to deal with (rip him). And immediately whisks you off to whatever sort of theme park they have in Hell.

Takes you on any ride he can possibly get you on. If you say no to anything adrenaline inducing it's fine, but if you decide to go he gets excited hoping that you'll hold onto him tightly.

If you don't he's slightly pouty, but he's still happy you're having fun!!!

Will win a couple of prizes for you, naturally. He's gotta show off a little bit!

Will round off the date by taking you back to Gehenna, will give you a kiss and leave if you desire, however, if you wanna have a little bit more fun, he can stick around for a bit long as well.

[doumadono]

Hiii I’m so sorry if this is bad timing but I have a bit of an emergency request? :’)

So my homelife isn’t the greatest at the moment, and I was wondering what Deku would do with a s/o with a poor homelife? Just to, you know, daydream about hehe.

If it’s bad timing don’t mind this at all!! But if it isn’t I’d really appreciate it :)

Thank youuu!! (Have an amazing day<3)

Moments of happiness - Izuku Midoriya x gn!Reader

A/N: I'm sorry to hear that things are tough at home right now. Remember, tough times don't last forever. Hang in there, and take care of yourself

EMERGENCY REQS MASTERLIST - PART 2

Izuku Midoriya had always been a pillar of support and strength for those he cared about. When he discovered the hardships his s/o was facing at home, his heart ached with an intensity he had never felt before. He knew he had to do something, anything, to alleviate their suffering.

It all started one evening when Izuku noticed the weariness in their eyes, a sadness that no amount of smiles could hide. He waited patiently until they were alone, then gently took their hands in his. "Y/N, is everything okay?" Izuku asked, his voice soft yet filled with concern.

They hesitated, but the warmth in his emerald eyes gave them the courage to open up. They shared their troubles, the arguments, the stress, the feeling of being unloved and unwanted in their own home. 

Izuku listened intently, his heart breaking with each word. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" he asked, pulling them into a tight hug. "You don’t have to go through this alone. I'm here for you, always."

Izuku spent the next few days thinking about how he could help. He knew he couldn't just swoop in and change their home situation, but he could provide a safe haven, a place where they could feel loved and supported.

After a particularly rough day for his s/o, Izuku decided to take action. He called them over to his apartment, which was a modest place but filled with warmth and comfort. As they arrived, he greeted them with a reassuring smile and a tight hug. "I've been thinking," Izuku began, leading them to the cozy living room. "I know I can't change everything happening at home, but I want you to have a place where you can escape, even if just for a little while."

Their eyes widened in surprise and gratitude. "Izuku, you didn’t have to…"

He nodded, blushing slightly. "You deserve to feel safe and happy, Y/N. Come on, let's get comfortable."

They settled on the couch, and Izuku handed them a cup of hot cocoa, his eyes never leaving their face. He wanted to ensure they felt the love and care they deserved. 

They spent the evening watching their favorite movies, wrapped in each other's arms, laughter and joy filling the room.

As the night wore on, Izuku gently broached the subject of their home life again. "Y/N, I know it's tough right now, but I want you to know that no matter what happens, you always have me. If you ever need to talk, to vent, or even just a place to stay, my door is always open."

Tears welled up in their eyes, but this time, they were tears of relief and gratitude. "I don't know what I'd do without you. Thank you."

He wiped their tears away, pressing a gentle kiss to their forehead. "You don't have to thank me. I love you, and I'll always be here for you, no matter what."

In the following days and weeks, Izuku made sure to check in on them regularly, offering his support and comfort whenever they needed it. He helped them find small moments of happiness, whether it was through a shared hobby, a walk in the park, or simply sitting together in comfortable silence.

With Izuku by their side, his s/o found a renewed sense of hope and strength. They knew that with his unwavering support and love, they could endure any hardship and come out stronger on the other side. 

And for Izuku, seeing the light return to their eyes was the greatest reward he could ever ask for.