#bc obviously they can’t flirt like normal people

[arsonistman]

It continues to amuse me to no end to call whatever’s going on between Ratio and Aventurine a situationship

[bkgml]

meanie katsuki makes the reader jealous on purpose then she cries bc he thinks he doesnt love them anymore ☹️

katsuki messing up!

katsuki has never seen you get jealous. to him, anyone who looks your way is a threat. he wants you all to himself, it’s selfish he knows, but he just needs you so badly.

you never ever showing him you’re jealous annoys him to no end. do you even want him that bad? maybe you care less about him than he cares about you.

he takes his problem to kirishima. he’s the only one he trusts to talk about this.

“so? what do i do?” he asks.

��i don’t understand, you want her to be jealous?” kirishima questions.

“i guess. i just want her to show that she wants me.” katsuki frowns. he sounds so damn vulnerable right now.

“try and make her jealous then. see if she cares enough about you.”

“huh. how the fuck do i do that?” katsuki asks.

“anytime a girl comes up to you, flirting with you and stuff, flirt back a little. don’t tell them to fuck off like you normally do.”

“flirt back…”

“hey there, sexy.” a woman calls to katsuki in the street.

he’s used to this shit. people are always coming up to him in the street flirting with him. can’t they see you’re right there holding his hand?

‘flirt back’ he thinks.

“hey.” he smiles.

‘what the fuck? did he just flirt with her?’ you think to yourself. you’re used to seeing katsuki be flirted with, but to see him flirt back? how dare he?

you frown for a moment but quickly neutralize your face so he doesn’t see your jealousy, he’s never been disloyal you have no reason to nag him with jealousy.

things go on like this for weeks. someone will flirt with katsuki and he’ll blatantly flirt back. you’re growing upset. why is he doing this right in front of you?

eventually, you’re at your wits end.

you went to visit katsuki for lunch at his agency and he told his secretary to tell him you arrived while being discreet. he had a coworker in his office that’s always been flirty with him, touchy and blunt with suggestive remarks.

he decided to indulge her this time so you could walk in and see him flirting with her.

“hi, handsome. you wanted to see me?” she asked.

you arrived at his office and opened the door.

“uh huh. wanted to know why you were walking around with those tight ass pencil skirts.”

you stiffen.

“katsuki…?” you say, voice cracking.

“shit. why are you crying, pretty?” he stands and orders the woman out of his office.

he shuts the door and turns to you.

you look so small and fragile like this.

he cups your face but you back away shaking your head.

“are you cheating on me?” you say, tears finally falling.

“what? no. never.”

you look down, hands clenching into fists.

“then why have you been flirting with everyone? every single person who’s flirted with you in the past couple weeks you’ve flirted back. you’ve acted like i don’t even exist when someone else is there. i tried to let it go but now you’ve pushed me over the fucking edge katsuki!” you scream.

katsuki winces. he went way to far.

“it was a stupid fucking idea, baby. im so sorry, i pushed you too hard on this.” he defends.

you look up at him and glare.

“what idea?”

“i was talking to kirishima about how i’ve never seen you jealous and i was fucking insecure. i didn’t know if you wanted me because you always brush it off when other bitches flirt with me! he told me i should try to make you jealous!”

“you think it’s easy to brush it off? i was trying to not make you think i was clingy because i am so obviously out of your league! i thought you’d fucking leave me if i clung to you like this!” you’re pissed. he made you feel worthless because of some stupid idea?

“i wasn’t thinking. you’re out of my league, sweets. i messed up so fucking bad because i was insecure. can you forgive me? please? i don’t deserve it but i only have eyes for you and i always will.” he steps closer to you.

you think for a minute before sighing.

“i forgive you but i’m still fucking pissed. you’re going to be making this up to me for years.”

“promise. i’ll spend forever making this shit up to you.” he steps closer again.

“can i hold you now?” he pleads.

you laugh lightly and he smiles.

you raise your arms and katsuki rushes forward, wrapping his arms around your waist and lifting you.

he places kisses all over your face and neck before burying his face in your chest.

“i messed up.”

“yeah.” you smile.

he walks to his desk chair and sits with you in his lap.

he places a kiss to your lips.

“i’m an idiot.”

“yeah.”

he wipes your old tears off your face and kisses your temple.

“kirishimas an idiot too for giving me that advice.”

“yeah.”

you wrap your arms around his neck.

you kiss his nose.

“you’re perfect and no one else compares.”

“yeah.”

katsuki laughs and holds you tight to him. rubbing your back and weaving his fingers through your hair, breathing in your sweet perfume.

“wanna have lunch now?”

“yeah!”

[leverage-ot3]

okay I’ve seen a lot of posts about sterling just being crowley and. guys. the implications just hear me out 😭😭😭

bending lore slightly here BUT let’s say crowley’s body was once inhabited by a human and crowley is possessing the body (maybe he kills the initial inhabitant bc he doesn’t care)

but he still has the guy’s memories. he doesn’t bother keeping up appearances with his ‘ex wife’ because he is too busy building up his hell empire. BUT for some reason he can’t quite identify, he still feels something towards his ‘daughter’. he lets the divorce happen and doesn’t feel the need (or desire) to fight for custody, but he can never quite forget her, to cast her out of his mind for good

some hijinks ensue with the leverage team. it’s mostly because even a grind culture demon wants some off time every once in a while, and for him the insurance investigator stuff is more of a hobby. interacting with the leverage crew is very low stakes for him, and honestly, quite amusing. they aren’t on his level power-wise, but that ford character gives him the mental exercise he hasn’t experienced in, well, he can’t even remember

he can feel their frustration and anger when they learn he has become employed by interpol and feeds off it. it’s great, and relaxing in a way he is never able to achieve while conducting hell-related business

one year he gets wind that olivia is in a really bad situation associated with his ‘ex wife’s’ new husband. he’s selling vital hardware to terrorists, and while that might actually be the kind of chaos he would normally support or be entertained by as the king of hell, something feels wrong about letting olivia stay anywhere near that man

he calls upon the body’s adversaries. he wouldn’t admit it, even under duress, BUT he feels slightly fond of them. nate for the three dimensional chess they play, sophie for her ability to charm and disguise, parker for her chaos and slightly unsettling nature (it’s the autism swag and being bad with human interaction but he doesn’t know that lol), hardison for his unapologetic intelligence and eliot for his hardened violent past and take-no-shit persona (he’s fun to tease)

they perform exactly as he expected, right into his carefully crafted plan. and then olivia is under his care and things get more complicated. he keeps her FAR, FAR away from anything related to the supernatural (heh). no one can find out about her, ESPECIALLY not those imbecile hunter brothers (if for nothing else than the embarrassment in revealing he has a weak spot)

not sure how to work it into this post but I also want to add that somewhere along the way he develops feelings for nate and sophie. the frame up job is near and dear to my heart and you can’t convince me that isn’t fighting as flirting behavior. his interpol persona is more of a side hustle so to speak, but he finds it fun (relaxing, even) to fill that role. there aren’t any obligations of other demons, bothersome hunters, or anything like that. nate and sophie are low stakes, except, they aren’t, really. they make him feel things he can’t ever really remember feeling. his heart beats fast when sophie sat in his lap and cradled his face, his hands sweat when nate gives him that certain smug look. he’s exasperated by the way they can run circles around him like no one else has ever before. they annoy him and get under his skin in a way no one else can and it’s infuriating. but also not, at the same time. maybe he likes it

and then the long goodbye job happens

hear me out and suspend your belief here for a second, because I can’t remember if crowley supernaturally knows when ppl die/are dead or not.

so nate is in interpol custody and the interviewer is obviously out of her depth. (most people are, when it comes to nathan ford.) he walks in and pours the man a drink, but he’s fuming. somewhere along the way he came to care about the team. hell and suffering is literally in his (official) job description, but he can admit (only to himself) that he admires what they do. it’s not for him, not anything close to where his passions and interests lie, but he respects their drive and purpose. he is also aware enough to acknowledge that they are a family, a group of misfits that never belonged quite anywhere except to each other.

and nate fucking blew it up, ruined it, because his vice is being so obsessed with the end game that he is apparently willing to let his team, his family, the people that anchor him to reality, die because the ends supposedly justify the means.

not this time. not to sterling crowley

he is enraged. he can admit within the confines of his mind that he cares for nate, for sophie, even for the other three (though nate and sophie have somehow made it a hierarchy where they are more important to him. which he will dissect later in private. maybe.)

nate let them die, he let sophie die, and for what? the black book? hell below, crowley would have made things easier somehow, if he knew that this was where nate’s sights had lied. he would have prevented this somehow. he wants to have prevented this. he doesn’t want any of them dead and is too afraid to check and verify because that would make it real. the idea of sophie (or any of them) somehow making it to hell instead of heaven would probably break something in him he might not be able to reapir fully.

he yells at nate- he’s angry. hellfire burning in his heart because everything is ruined. the deaths aside (however hard it is to set them aside in his mind), nate will not recover from this, not ever. this will be the start of the end, he is sure. a miserable, guilt-ridden existence where he drinks himself to death and nothing will save him. it plays out in crowley’s mind in a thousand different ways that are beyond painful to conceptualize, even in theory.

the story starts to unravel and there is a game afoot. a solemn, miserable, infuriating game because the con is still in session because parker is alive and in the building- which sets another fire alight in his chest. ‘parker even know you got hardison killed?’ he rages for her grief when she finds out. he knows it will double when she finds out eliot has perished, too, because he isn’t fucking blind.

but nate is a brilliant man, lest he forget too quickly. they are all alive, and somehow still the entire crew slips through his fingers. he’s not even angry (he never would have been- he doesn’t actually try too hard to catch them. it’s about the game, not the consequences). he lets them keep the black book because he’s fucking exhausted and honestly, they more than earned it.

‘now we’re even. tell sophie to drive carefully’. they will never be even, not really. crowley would never admit or agree that being human is the superior state of being, but that have made him feel human in a way he doesn’t actually mind. they keep him on his toes and match him in a way unique to them, they remind him that there are other things than the realm of hell. not necessarily bigger than hell, but maybe just as important in a different sense.

watching the van drive away, something inside him settles. when he walked into the interrogation room that day he thought this was the beginning of the end. it’s not the end at all, not an end to anything. it’s a continuation of their story. maybe, he thinks, a beginning to a new era in it

[save-the-villainous-cat]

could u do a villain having a crush on hero, but not admitting it, and the other villains/henchmen teasing them for it bc they’re all “i am the epitome of darkness and all things evil” but when hero shows up they’re a blushing mess 😭 love ur writing <3

The henchman looked down at their victim. Slowly, they kicked them with their boot over, so that they were lying on their back. Blood was dripping down a wound on their forehead and their eyes seemed to be glassy already. What they hated the most about this job was the cleaning. A crime scene was truly hard to make look like before.

They wrinkled their nose.

“Looking pretty dead, if you ask me.” They turned towards their boss and tilted their head, hopefully signalling them that this meant they could wrap things up.

“We haven’t checked all of the perimeter,” the villain noted. The henchman knew quite well the villain wasn’t the best at concentrating on one thing. However, when it came to the hero, they were easily determined. They let their bloody knuckles crack, one after the other and the henchman wasn’t even sure why they had agreed to help the villain in the first place. This seemed a little too private. Even for them. “I’m curious about the basement.”

“Believe me, no one survived. And even if they did, they’re long gone. No one’s here anymore.” The henchman looked around and their eyes went over the warm bodies. They had to admit, these were quite drastic measures but the villain was…a special person.

“Hm.” Their boss was clearly not satisfied with that answer, so they started fidgeting. For as long as the henchman had known them, they weren’t one to be still. They walked up and down like a panther in a cage, searching through files and for cameras, taking in heavy breaths when they were frustrated, frowning when they got distracted. All of that was pretty much normal but the henchman also knew that they were nervous and moving more than usually.

It was an open secret now that people tried to assassinate the city’s saviour and the villain had tried everything in their power to prevent it.

It had been a long, incredibly and frustratingly long journey to watch the villain fall in love. They were stubborn and apparently not capable of allowing themselves to feel anything besides…rage. So, when the henchman had to watch them flirt with the hero awkwardly, they felt like a kid watching their parents.

Strangely sweet and totally embarrassing. God, what a mess.

So, it didn’t surprise the henchman that the villain tried to eliminate every possible threat.

“Your little hero will surely survive if one or two people attack them,” they said eventually. “They’re pretty tough.”

“This isn’t about the hero.” That made the henchman roll their eyes.

“No, you obviously just like killing random people.” The villain looked up from the papers they were looking through and frowned. It was like dealing with a teenager who was too embarrassed to ask out their crush and the henchman was so unbelievably sick of it.

“How about you look through this old bad boy—” they slapped the PC on the table next to them “—instead of being such a nuisance?”

The henchman grinned.

“I don’t think the hero likes people who insult their friends,” they said as they (reluctantly) sat down and turned on the computer. The desktop was illuminated by a strange blue light, dipping the already dark room into a weird atmosphere.

“Oh, what would you know about what they like…” The henchman could see the villain’s ears turn red and it would have been impressive what kind of power the hero had over them if it wasn’t so pathetic.

“Well, what would you know? You can’t even look them in the eyes when they talk to you.” That one team-up a few months ago had been really strange. An undeniable chemistry had been looming around the hero and the villain. Both got excited about the other’s tech, both technically read each other’s minds when they were creating plans and both were too oblivious to notice the people around them and their ugh-get-a-room-looks. Everyone on the team referred to it as The Incident. At least the villain had been in a good mood for the whole week after that.

“That’s, hey, that’s not true.”

“I don’t blame you. It’s like the whole city is thirsting after them. People definitely have too much time on their hands,” the henchman mumbled as they tried all kinds of password combinations to get into the computer. They looked over to the villain who seemed…determined? To be thinking a little too much?

“But the hero wouldn’t sleep with a fan…right?”

“If it’s too hot in summer, they probably will,” the henchman answered as the computer announced for the third time that their access got denied.

“Ah, forget it.” The villain showed absolutely no appreciation for their joke and somehow that was what did it for the henchman.

“Okay, listen.” The henchman pushed themselves away from the desk and rolled over to the villain with their chair. “You both are incredibly pathetic people and I truly believe that I will throw myself out of a window if I have to watch you flirt with them one more time.”

“…I’m not that bad, am I?”

The henchman sighed.

“They like you. They like you a lot. You obviously care for each other.”

“Debatable,” the villain said and the henchman wanted to pull out their hair.

“Okay,” the henchman said. “I’ll ask them out then.”

The look the villain gave them was indescribable.

[judeswhore]

That video his friend posted is giving me him checking you out while you openly flirt with a random guy. Like the two of you clearly have something, all your friends know it and so do you but neither of you take the final step. Like when you’re out you both normally end up going back together anyway but neither of you talk about how you feel. You’re obviously flirting with the guy to wind him up, you know he got his eyes on you the entire time and it makes you feel some sort of way. And Jude can’t help but grin to himself when he notices you look his way, just making sure that he is indeed looking and when he catches you he just shakes his head while he’s smiling and you try to ignore it, going back to the guy you were talking to. He was good looking and very respectful and he’s just asked you for your number and just then Jude comes up behind you, your favorite drink in his hand as he offers it to you without even saying a word. You roll your eyes at how he’s now put his arm around you, his fingers resting on your stomach which doesn’t go unnoticed by the guy standing in front of you who just looks between you before moving away. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Is all you whisper yell. Taking the drink from his hand, not moving away from his hold tho. “What is wrong with you? Winding me up like this” and you’re just shaking your head at him and being like “I wasn’t doing anything” and he just laughs at you and that winds YOU up “Jude, you can’t just barge up here when I’m just having a conversation with someone. You make me look bad” and he just laughs again and is like “don’t be so desperate for me to see if you don’t want me to react”

“Not everything is about you”

“Oh really?” So then him being petty he does exactly what you did. He goes up to the bar and orders another girl a drink which pisses you off and you try, really bad to not react and you even go sit down with your friends so you won’t do what he did but you can’t help it, you end up doing exactly what he did. You go up to the bar, your hand moves to rest on his shoulder, your eyes avoiding the girl, not that she has done anything wrong and just automatically Jude’s hand moves back and around your body before resting on your bum. Not caring about eyes and not even a second later the girl he has been talking about leaves and you feel so stupid really. Jude’s attention then moves fully to you, and he’s trying but can’t help but grin before he fully opens his legs, a silent invent action for you to move between them and you do. Body facing his front as your hands rest on his thighs. “What was that about? Acting like everything is about you, you know” and you know he’s just joking, the smile on his face clear but you’re mad at yourself because you’re going nowhere but in circles.

(I got carried away and maybe I’m a little toxic, Sksksk)

this made me so😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫ur both so toxic in a sense but so in love w each other and too stubborn to admit it but it’s getting tiring watching the other flirt w people bc it usually ends up in a fight. but this time jude’s determined to get u to admit how u feel so he’s got u trapped between his legs and he’s watching u so intently and he’s all “ur looking pretty jealous rn babe” and ur just huffing at him and rolling ur eyes and telling him ur obviously not jealous but ur not very believable. he’d hook his fingers under ur chin and force u to look at him and he’s got this cocky little smirk and says “admit it, u want me all to urself” and u just don’t bother replying even tho u both know he’s right so he just tugs u closer and presses his mouth to ur ear and goes “it’s okay, i want u all to myself too so why don’t we both stop playing games and u let me show u how much i want u?” and u know he means sex bc his thumbs have slipped beneath ur dress and they’re grazing the curve of ur ass but ur shaking ur head bc ur tired of just sleeping w him and then it going back to the stupid toxic relationship so ur shaking ur head and saying “i’m sick of doing this with u jude” but he’s just sighing and shaking his head w a little eye roll all “jesus woman stop being stubborn and just let me show u i’m in love with u”

[the-travelling-witch]

Sometimes I wonder how the Modern boys Would react in a maid outfit

I can see them all having amazing reactions that I live for !

Heizou: definitely owning it probably seeing if it fits and being a flirt/tease

Aether: Would look in the mirror and stand to the side to see how he looks in it (I need to know more about this pretty man)

VENTI: HE IS HAVING THE TIME OF HIS LIFE /J actually I take that back he would probably whine about wearing it and then pep talk himself about how awesome he is in a maid outfit

Xiao: let’s just say he is grumbling under his breath his pretty pale face absolutely stained a tint of pink, he’s looking down and holding the ends of the dress as he grumbles why this was necessary for him to wear

SCARA: the pretty boy is definitely being recorded by his lover (me), he’s the same as Xiao expect instead of staying quiet he’s crossing his arms and stomping his leg asking why he needs to be in such an outfit and how ridiculous he looks, but we don’t miss the blush on his ears and cheeks as we tease him (what a shame Scara the Maid Outfit stays on Durning sex)

One more just for Goofeys cause he needs more love and his Hollys husband

Childe: HE IS OWNING THAT MAID OUTFIT, he is posing!! I mean he is used to doing model work isn’t he? (I’m serious is he? Cause he’s so pretty he should be one)

ngl, it’s hard to say sth to your takes so i will just offer mine (bc i have to disagree a little, sorry)

i’m not sure exactly what would cause them to wear maid dresses tbh (except for maybe social media or their partners) bc they are a piercing/tattoo studio after all, but for the sake of the hc let’s roll with it

if it’s a social media/ shop thing, heizou or venti (or some third party) would be the instigator, in private their partners most likely

heizou’s reaction would probably not differ too much between private and public, though he is obviously turning up the charm if it’s only for his partner; but yeah, he’d probably have his fun (makes for great vids of him doing girl group dances in it)

aether would just resign himself to his fate; sure it’s not sth he would’ve done on his own but he can roll with it; he’d graciously accept compliments (bc he would be getting them) but he’d get really flustered in private, especially if his partner turns the situation more intimate

i don’t think venti would whine about it all that much tbh; his normal clothing style does include some frills already so he’s not too out of his element + he knows that maid dresses enjoy a lot of popularity, so he’s definitely playing into it (especially if his partner is into it and he can fluster them with it)

xiao is definitely blushing, that’s for sure, and avoiding eye contact but he’s going with it, either bc the rest of his friends are doing it or because you asked him too; he’s a little insecure at first, since it’s very out of his comfort zone, but if you continuously and genuinely praise and reassure him, he will feel a bit better (also, since he’d do everything for his partner he would wear it again in private if you beg him enough, but he never initiates it; just don’t humiliate or make fun of him, it would break his trust in you)

i don’t think scara would throw a physical tantrum (stomping his feet etc), he’d be too busy being in his head; so if you want to take vids of him, he’s similar to xiao; it would have to be in private, you’d have to get his consent first and you can’t make fun of him; sure a bit of normal teasing would be alright but you have to understand that he’s really vulnerable right now and can’t handle you betraying the trust he places in you atm (again, praise him!!)

honestly, childe wearing a maid dress is the most believable since idols (unfortunately) have to do a lot of weird shit as part of their job; but yeah, he is great at giving people exactly what they want, so he is playing into it so hard and milking the fan service dry; and yes, he’s great at posing considering he’s had to do a lot of photo shoots before; in private he’d probably do it bc you want him to and bc he doesn’t take himself too seriously (but obviously it has to stay between the two of you… idol and all)

[atrashcanraccoon]

OHHHHKAY Y'ALL

here's my little iwaoi fic thing that's been rotting in my drafts and it's high time i throw it into the depths of the internet abyss so here goes nothing

for context, this story was inspired by this one text convo i had w one of my best friends about confessing to my crush. i didn't go ahead w the idea irl bc it turned out that he was an asshole but this fic was born out of it so yeah.

all mistakes are mine alone.

happy reading!

-d

p.s. (might put it up on ao3 if i'm able to get all the parts out)

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Iwaizumi Hajime would be the first person to admit that he was an absolute goner for old-school romance. Unlike his best friend who is completely content with texting about schedules or dates or scheduled dates (ugh), Hajime knows in his heart that he'd rather give handwritten letters and write poetry (even though he's not very good at it) for the person that he likes.

Luck (or ill-luck, depending on how you see it) has it that the person he likes (likes? loves?) just so happens to be the aforementioned best friend, Oikawa Tooru.

Now, the thing is.

The thing is, if you’d ask Hajime how long he’d been pining after Oikawa, he’d give you a vague answer, mostly because he actually couldn’t tell you for sure. Ever since he met Oikawa as a child, Hajime’s been prone to head and heart aches. Then again, he’s always known that Oikawa is just different for him. Others might have had friends that they’d drop for anything, but for Hajime, Oikawa was the one truth that he’s always tried to protect and support.

There is his simple truth. Iwaizumi Hajime loves Oikawa Tooru.

×

Lunch was usually a very chaotic affair for the third-years of the volleyball team.

Oikawa would come sauntering in after half of the recess is over because “you can’t make me disappoint my fans who love me and are waiting to catch a glimpse of the great Oikawa-sama~”; Mattsun and Makki have their weird creepy perverted flirting thing that they do that puts off everyone’s appetites on the better days; and Hajime is just trying to eat his damn food like the only sane person around (at this point, he’s plenty sure that he’s the only normal guy in his admittedly small friend group).

Lately, though, Hajime has been plagued by bouts of insanity, or so it seems because he can’t see any other reason why he feels like boiling the captain of the Seijoh basketball team alive. Although, Hajime thought, it might have something to do with how the basketball bastard keeps staring at my Tooru- I just hope I don’t call him Tooru to his face again-

The last time that happened, Hajime had considered leaving Aoba Johsai for Shiratorizawa, never mind how infuriating he found Ushiwaka to be. He loved Tooru, obviously, but even that love didn’t stop him from being annoyed with all the trilling that Oikawa did- “Tooru, huh? My, my, Iwa-chan, how awfully bold!”

In all honesty though? Hajime just knows that if he had to fight the goddamn basketball bastard, namely one Handa Chikao for Oikawa’s hand, ridiculous as it sounds, he would do it with no hesitation.

This sort of vindictive streak was almost non-existent in Hajime, only spiking up when he felt that all of Oikawa’s time was being monopolised by his fangirls and occasional fanboys. He didn’t mind the usual throes of people, god knows he gets how they feel, but when there are just way too many of them circling Oikawa like pests, Hajime can’t help but feel jealous and pissed off (not that he’d ever tell Oikawa about it).

Then happened the Nice Kill Incident™ (as dubbed by Mattsun&Makki).

It was a beautiful afternoon and Oikawa was being accosted by his usual set of fans who were busy offering him cookies and cutesy letters and some daring ones who shyly gave him confession letters. Hajime didn’t pay them any heed; he’s seen this same scene for three years now, he's figured out not to give any shits.

He walked ahead and called out to Oikawa, without turning back, “When you’re done with whatever you’re doing, come and have your lunch- skip it and I'll punch you.”

He pointedly ignored Oikawa’s indignant squawk.

When Hajime was sure that Oikawa had gone back to humouring the crowd, he kept sneaking glances at the other, lips twitching into a smile. He could feel the smile slip off his fwce when he caught sight of the basketball team captain making a beeline towards Oikawa.

The same bastard who had the nerve to insult volleyball as a game, Hajime’s team and Tooru’s superior capabilities all in one breath last month. Call him prejudiced, but Hajime knows that it’s sort of unbelievable that someone could have this huge of a whiplash— shitting on Tooru’s brilliance and then being completely besotted by him in seven goddamn days.

If Hajime was a lesser man, he would’ve given in to his urges and decked that little bitch across his smug face— okay what the fuck Hajime calm down this is not you— but he is, unfortunately, a decent human being and he had to desist. At that moment, he noticed Oikawa’s tired sigh and resolved to do something.

Tooru took one look at Handa Chikao coming his way and sighed tiredly.

Dear God, not today— I neither have the patience of Iwa-chan nor enough sleep and if he insists on being an asshole, I might just serve a volleyball at his face.

“Handa-san, it’s a rare sight seeing you head my way without any insults at the ready.”

The creepy smirk presented that close to his face was tempting Tooru to wring Handa-san’s neck, but alas, Tooru wasn’t willing to damage his reputation as a model student, so there goes that idea.

“Well, Tooru-kun, why would I-”

Yeah, that was it. Five words in and Tooru zoned out, occasionally hearing parts of the other boy’s monologue. Normally, this method works but somehow, Handa-san kept taking small steps closer to Tooru and it bugged him to no end.

For the love of God, someone serve a volleyball at him, he’s making me uncomfortable, hell, I’ll do it mys—

The next thing Tooru saw was Handa-san crouched on the ground holding his head, a stray volleyball to his side and one extremely irritated Iwa-chan who looked like he could pound someone into pulp that very second.

Very hot. Tooru approves.

Tooru covered up a relieved smile as he felt Iwa-chan place an anchoring hand on the small of his back. Iwa-chan’s eyes seemed to ask, are you fine?

Yes, always, when I’m with you.

Handa-san’s voice interrupted their telepathy and Tooru couldn’t swallow the irked tsk that made itself known.

"If you'll excuse me now, Handa-san, I should be heading to class," said Tooru, his eyes flashing barely hidden annoyance, "Come on, Iwa-chan, we're getting late."

As they walked through the hallways, Tooru's eyes caught Hajime's and both of them let out a relieved chuckle.

"You know, I wasn't sure if I wanted to back off or break his face."

"Never mind that now, what's done is done."

"Sooo Iwa-chan- what was it with the volleyball? I know you're a brute but I didn't think it extended to Handa-san as well."

"Quit talking shit, Shittykawa-"

"Were you jealous? Is that what it was about? Huuuuuuh??? Wait- Iwa-chaaan- why are you running away?"

Remember when Hajime said he's in love with Tooru?

Yeah.

It's at times like this he wishes he could forget that fact and fling Oikawa into the sun and hope for the best.

That embarrassing bastard (he was right).

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end of part 1

[milo-is-rambling]

Hahahahaha love when trying to talk about my emotions with my mother and why I’m struggling to connect with her and I’m spending every day in my room and not with her it turns out the reasons she doesn’t want to be around me are bc she doesn’t want to talk about feelings and I remind her of my dad and she is sick of not being happy and I am apparently one of the only reasons why she feels like she can’t be happy and also I need to clean up around the house more and find other friends because she can’t be my everything and she also told me to just back off and I am pmsing and just want to curl up into a ball and cry for like six hours. My mother only likes me when I am ignoring my feelings my mother only likes me when I am keeping the house clean my mother only likes me when I am on the verge of killing myself. I feel like I’m working my way up to being a normal person and obviously I’m stalling but once I get a job and start saving and move out I will be locked into the capitalist nightmare where I will work until I am in pain and old and sick and dying and only then will I have real free time again and I’m trying to savor it because I didn’t go to college and I dropped out of high school and I’m probably never going to get a job that will pay me enough to actually retire or even spend a month off again. Like. Fuck. The world is a nightmare and my mother won’t shut up about sex and strange men and I am thinking of my father today because it’s the fucking haha funny weed number day and I am just like him and our neighbors (dads friend) mom said “doesn’t she look just like him?” the other day and I don’t think I’ve been normal since. I am just like my father and mother resents me for it. My brother is just like my mother and she wants nothing to do with him. I said something about maybe he’ll move back in with us after graduation and my mother was all like don’t say that we don’t want that and like girl I fucking do want that for the first time in my fucking life I like my brother and all you can say is how badly you don’t want him to move back in with us. Maybe I want a family? Maybe I want people who fucking like me or at least pretend to like me. Maybe I just want someone in my life who will joke around with me and watch tv and do shit without mentioning the seventeen fucking men they’re flirting with or talking constantly about going on dates and not being home and yeah I’m fucking happy for her but can’t you just shut your mouth for one fucking day and not talk about what guy you’re going out with when and maybe don’t make jokes about having your fuck buddy come over and smoke weed in the hot tub on the day I associate so fucking heavily with my father can you just not make jokes about replacing the one fucking man in my life who knows how it feels to be like me. Can you just not. Can you fucking not. God. Fuck. I feel like I’m falling apart and isolating and I’m fucking miserable and at the same time I’m the happiest I’ve been in months and every time I want to be around my mother she wants to talk about men and I am just so fucking over it and she keeps saying well maybe this is the new normal for me and it’s taking everything in me to hold back from saying that I don’t want anything to do with that. Can’t she separate her children from her love life. Like fucking hell. I just want a mother who is only my mother again. I miss when she was just my mom and now we are both real full people and it feels like we have nothing in common anymore except our shared grief over a shitty man and it is just exhausting. And now she’s all happy and I feel like when I think about dad I have no one to talk to about it bc I don’t want to disrupt her fucking growth and she doesn’t even know that I’m falling apart and I just can’t do this shit anymore with her something has to fucking change and she would be happy if only I was different so the change that needs to happen is with me I need to change in order for her to like spending time with me again. Fuck. I’ll shower and get dressed and go to office depot and try to get a job. Fuck.

[madame-fear]

i just saw a post on my dash about a character being extremly loyal and- i'm sorry, what? isn't that the standard?

i apologize for whoever likes toxic relationships and a bit of hustle and such, but cheating is such a hard no for me, in whatever storyline we're talking about here, that i cannot even FATHOM the concept of a character cheating on their s/o. no matter the reason.

esp when the character is flirty in canon, every fucking person i see is headcanoning them to continue being flirty with other people while in a relationship, or lowkey saying that the reason for arguments in the relationship will be because of cheating accusations or the flirty behavior

bro i have so much love for flirty characters because they're so- but the fandom (whatever fandom it is, idc) ruins it for me with this headcanons. haven't you met a flirty person that stopped flirting, out of respect, or stopped doing shit that made their partner uncomfortable if that was the case? because I AM THE FIRST ONE ADSHDA

it's so fucking normalized sometimes to already assume that character would continue up with their behavior and they try to romantize it like ''no no, he would never cheat- he would def make you uncomfortable as fuck! but he would never cheat, you would make up afterward.-'' get tf out i swear

Naur this is the absolutely most ANNOYING ASS THING I could ever stumble upon in a fandom,, like in any fandom, and with any character that’s slightly of a flirty nature

It’s good that they want to show the flirty nature the character already has, but- If X flirty character, or anyone who has a tendency to be flirty, has a s/o already, I’m 100% CERTAIN that they would NOT be flirty with other people. No matter what, but they behaviour would immediatly change.

I absolutely ADOREEEE flirty characters with all my heart, but if you want to keep their natural way of being then make that character be flirty with you, or their partner; but NOT with other people bc thats definitely not okay, they would certainly change their way of being if they truly love their s/o, and I stand for your statement because hcs like that STRAIGHT UP MAKE ME FEEL SO UNCOMFYYY AHSJDKFFJHSL Like girl the bar is low af... Your partner obviously has to be wholeheartedly loyal to you, wdym????

I HATE THESE TYPE OF THINGS SO BADLY TOO I SWEAR TO GOD THEY DRIVE ME INSANE, LIKE I GENUINELY CAN’T KEEP READING THE FIC OR WHATEVER IF I SEE SOMETHING LIKE THAT SHFJKG

[into-thev0id]

I just need to vent and let this one out. I’m not ready to tell my friends or family. Or maybe I’m too fucking nice and don’t want to bash my ex even though he’s a piece of shit person.

I spent the past 5, nearly 6 years of my life with someone who ultimately showed me the “love” I don’t want nor deserve. I basically begged this man to love me for almost 4 years. Sad isn’t it? The last year is the only time I truly felt loved by this person.

There has been so much back and forth, breaking up and making up, and every single time when we get back together- we’d be swearing that things would be different.

Just two months ago, almost three- I had made the call to break up due to things he cannot refrain himself from doing (I.e dm-ing women behind my back, following random women and women he claims to not be attracted to.) And immediately after he does all the things that knows hurt me. Whether it’s to hurt me or not, who knows- but it’s still being done. You don’t do things like this to someone you claim to love.

After every dispute I usually get sent his profile from tinder or bumble. It honestly would never surprise me if he was already up there.

I do not and will never understand someone who has lost your trust so many times, and can try to convince you that they love you, and at the sign of any disagreement tries to rip you to shreds. (I.e. “the only reason I stay with you is bc my dog loves you”, “you’re not very smart,” “you can’t do anything,” “you don’t bring value,” etc.) To believe that they are baffled at your distrust is absolutely insane.

He came over to my apartment one night after the last breakup to give me the remaining things I had. He was sad as fuck, apologetic as fuck. Promising me my wildest romance dreams. Telling me I was all he needed and wanted and that social media validation didn’t matter to him. He even made his own decision to delete his Instagram, unwarranted. I gave him all the reasons to keep it but he really made me believe that he was here for me and told me he knew he was the one for me. It’s honestly sad and laughable looking back now. I really bought it and thought, finally- the moment is finally here. Maybe he is the one for me. So I gave it another shot, but I told myself at the next slight lie I can spot- call it off. I really hoped that moment never came.

Flash forward two months later, the moment comes. He downloads Instagram and reactivates the account he swore he deleted and told me. Now I don’t know about you but it’s pretty clear to see the difference between deactivating and deleting… but besides that, he did that and had the nerve to tell me, that he “wasn’t thinking”, he “didn’t want it” and that he’d delete it as soon as he could. Only for me to find out that wasn’t true.

Because I’m me, I noticed something he did in our last breakup. The first three people he went to find to follow again were three women I have accused him of being attracted to. Why? Well for one he can’t miss a post, he always somehow looks for these women first after every dispute, and I’ve seen him flirt with these women online whether it’s be on twitter or a dm on Instagram trying realllly hard to talk to them. I brought this up to him and suddenly I become the bad guy.

Honestly I just know now this man does not know how to healthily discuss important things. That could’ve been an opportunity to strengthen our relationship. Instead he chose to shit on me. Made me feel less of a person for even feeling any type of way though I thought this was someone that loved me and would console me.

You’d think huh? I’m obviously wrong.

Anyways- I broke up with him on Friday due to the lie of him telling me he’d delete his Instagram. If he was going to do it, he would’ve did it then or at least said something to me. He kept instigating me and my feelings.

A weekend goes by- he stays idle. Monday comes and here we go. The follow train. Honestly this was a world record for him because normally it takes him less than 24 hours.

And surprise, surprise it’s all the women I have ever accused him of. Funny how it’s usually always the same ones that he goes to look for. The ones he could somehow never talk to in front of me.

And it’s crazy that he really made me feel seen and understood the night we made up for the last time, i felt loved and finally understood.

Point now is he doesn’t care. He put me in a shitty position, and now I have to handle a medical procedure on my own. I had many plans for the rest of our lives together bc that’s what I really saw with this person, or at least tried to. It sucks to have that being ripped away from you in a matter of a second.

It just really fucking hurts when you spend such a long time trying to trust someone who has mishandled your heart so many times. I really wanted this to be different but it obviously never will be and I forced myself to make a decision I didn’t want for the better of our lives. I don’t have to train someone on how to treat me. How to be a thoughtful partner. How to have empathy.

It just sucks man. I will never understand how someone who has ever claimed to love me could do shit like this to me and my heart back to back to back for damn near 6 years straight.

Im always left embarrassed. Shattered. Sad.

I know I’ll eventually be okay, but fuck him for this and fuck me for giving 6 years of my life to someone who obviously never deserved me or my time or my money.

I gave him everything I had to offer.

My last ex beat me physically, this one abused me mentally and verbally. I’m hoping and wishing for someone specially different who will never dream of hurting me in the future. I see it possible in my friends’ relationships and my parents relationship. I know it’s somewhere there for me too. I hope I meet you soon. For now, it’s just me and my healing.

I’m better off. I’ll be happier. He will too.

I just know that the difference between us is that he’ll be trying to fill a void, and I’ll be the one actually fixing myself. The next person I meet I hope to be the love of my life. The one who will make it make sense on why it never worked out with anyone else.

[manias-wordcount]

How about some jealousy headcanons for the Links? 👀

Adult Link Jealousy HCs!

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗶 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝗮 𝗯𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗱𝘂𝗹𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘂𝗽 𝗯𝗮𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘃𝗶𝗯𝗲𝘀 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺. 𝗶 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 :]

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

Skyward Sword:

One word: pouty.

If he thinks someone is taking all your attention from him, well…

He’s quick to do something tricky about it

And it’s probably going to be something physical too

Grabbing your hand while you’re talking to pull your attention back onto him

Wrapping his arms around your waist and putting his head on your shoulder

Sometimes he even pulls you away from a conversation if he’s really annoyed

All little childish things that you have to scold him for later

But how could you ignore him?? And how could you get mad at him too??

I mean,,, look at that sweet little face,,,,

Ocarina of Time

Not really the jealous type in my opinion BUT

When he is, it’s kind of subtle and very contained

Obviously, his s/o is a very desirable person so of course, people are going to want you

He was the same way when he met you after all

Overall he was pretty mature for his age when he was younger so it definitely carries when he’s older

Like he went through so much as a kid so once he grows up for real, he probably learned to manage extreme feelings like jealousy and all that

But when someone is making the moves on you and you don’t realize it, he’ll prob start feeling some sort of way

The entire time he’ll have some sort of annoyed look on his face LOL (smth cute hehe)

Might even “unknowingly” move closer to you as an intimation tactic 

But nothing too extreme or out there- just something you can tease him about later

Twilight Princess

Wolf boy here is territorial as fuck and you can’t tell me otherwise

There’s really two types of behavior he shows when he’s jealous

One,,, when someone who he KNOWS he shouldnt be jealous of is getting too close

Queue a whole bunch of huffing and puffing and AUDIBLE eye-rolling 

Maybe even a grumpy silent treatment afterward with his arms crossed and shit until you pay him attention and play with his hair

Two,,,, when someone he doesn’t care about starts moving in on you

He’ll definitely start doing out of pocket shit like growling or baring his teeth like he’s still an animal 

Might even flex his status or muscles or even draw attention to his sword to show that He's Alpha™️ or whatever

It’s the dog brain in him but it’s what you signed up for in the end hehe

Just expect to be held and cuddled like there’s no tomorrow while he’s trying to calm down

Breath of the Wild

1000000% physical

The jealously might not show up on his face but it’s there trust me

Probably gets better AND worse after you both wake up 100 years later

Better because he knows he’s not going to lose you to some chump who has no idea what the two of you been through

But also worse because he’s human and if at any point you wanted to find someone to live a normal life that he couldn’t offer as the Chosen Hero, he wouldn’t blame you

He’ll need constant reassurance and support because the whole calamity situation to be honest

But will find a way to bring you closer to himself rather than the person flirting with you

Expect his arm always around your waist or shoulder at all points in the day

And he will sabotage any and all competition with a blank face. 

Just remember to scold him about proper remote denotation bombs usage as he covers you in kisses and holds you tight

BONUS Hylia’s Chosen Hero:

COCKY BASTARD !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and I will die on this hill

Probably quick to jealously but if you tell him to lay off he will bc he’s whipped

One look at this fool and I can tell he’s an asshole to the world

Sweetheart to his girl though

Let’s the whole world know y’all are together 

Prepare to be wearing his cape when he’s not wearing it so you both look and smell like him 

If someone DOES try to get with you in front of him, he’ll be blunt about the confrontation

Smth arrogant like “They don’t want you.” or “Don’t touch things that aren’t yours.”

He gets away with it all the time because he’s literally the hero

Just don’t be afraid if he uses tongue when kissing you out in public - he’s just sick nasty like that

[evansbby]

Professor at college/Uni:

1. Ari - teaches Anthropology, you still have to work a lot but hes the profess. You can go to and chat with in his office comfortably sometimes even joking around.

2. Steve Rogers (beard): Civil studies or World War I and II history. Hes a stern professor but everyones lowkey aroused during his lectures -scared and Horny!

(Clean shaven): political science

3. Jake clearly teaches a computer class.

4. Curtis - hed be something like a specific psychologically class, economics or anything thats super hard you’d almost cry in his class every day but you’d learn a lot.

5. Ransom teaches business. His class is super hard!! Like is grading is almost unfair. But hed come off as approachable and all the girls flirt with him some just liking his charm while others hope it gets them a better grade but he’s dicking you down secretly.

6. Last one! Andy - law school obviously! Class is also hard but all his students gets jobs after ! Great ones!

Imagine you’re a huge slut (not derogatory) and love sex and therefore make it your mission to fuck all of them😈

Random smutty thots below the cut! Minors dni!

💜 First is Jake. He’s one of the younger professors and therefore really easy to talk to. You talk and joke all the time until one day you tell him your laptop won’t work and if he could please have a look at it. He opens it and you’ve purposely got a porno up “Hot ICT Professor Fucks Student Babe!” And Jake just… loses it. Fucks you in the computer lab in the darkness, his hand over your mouth bc there’s people using some of the computers two rows in front of you guys.

💜 Next, you set your sights on (clean shaven) Professor Rogers. He’s the Political Science professor who’s very prim and proper. New to the school, he’s shy and keeps to himself. You approach him after class saying you need help with an essay. And he’s so sweet, really trying his hardest to help you out… but he can’t help but grow distracted with how you suck your pen between your lips, the short skirt you’re wearing. Eventually, you can’t help but kiss him. And the way this man goes red! He eventually takes you, soft and sensual after laying you down in his desk, asking you if this is okay.

💜 Professor Ransom is next. All the girls are obsessed with him because of how flirty he is. It’s hard to approach him because he’s always surrounded by admirers. But you don’t even need to do anything — this man comes to you! Pinches your ass and tells you to see him after class. Says you’re so hot and he can see the way you look at him. Says your tiny skirt gets him so fucking hard every day. Tells you to wait for him outside his car when the university parking lot is a bit emptier. And this man fucks you like an animal. Inside his car and even outside, bent against the hood. He likes taking risks and you’re not the first student he’s fucked.

💜 Then there’s Professor Levinson. Ari is probably the most popular professor at the university — everyone loves him bc of how funny and approachable he is. You go to his office to have a chat with him — it’s normal bc of how friendly he is with students. You sit on top of his desk in your tiny skirt, crossing your bare legs, not missing how he licks his lips as you guys talk about the latest gossip. You get bolder, telling him you love how much his hair has grown over the summer, and could you please stroke it? He’s all smug, he knows what you’re doing, and he’s like “Sure, sweetheart. Anything for you.” You take it one step further, perching down on his lap and curling the ends of his hair around your fingers. He loses it then, and has you riding him in his soundproof office, the biggest dick you’ve taken yet, making you scream his name over and over.

💜 Then we have Curtis. He’s pretty quiet and aloof, just comes in and does his job and goes home. He’s not interested in talking to neither the students nor the other professors. But you impress him — you work super hard in his classes. He sets very difficult tests and assignments but you’re always top of the class. And you sit right in front during his lectures, and he’s enamoured by how interested you look. You one day ask him for extra classes, private classes bc you love his subject and love the way he teaches. He agrees, because he’s so impressed with you, extra classes — at his house. Who are you to say no? He teaches you a lot in that extra class — like how to take his big dick fully in your mouth (you already can, but you pretend like you need to be taught, bc you love the way he teaches).

💜 You set your sights on Professor Andy Barber. He’s also a practicing lawyer so he only comes in a few days a week. He’s also married with children — but that doesn’t stop you once you’ve set your sights on him. You tell him that you want to intern at his law firm, and he loves your initiative so he agrees. You’re the perfect intern — getting him his coffee, printing stuff for him etc. But some cases leave him stressed out and riled up. He doesn’t want to go home like that. One night, you slip into his office and offer to be his stress relief. The perfect pretty college intern to make him feel better, and no one ever has to know. And how can he refuse that?

💜 And then there’s the toughest nut to crack. Professor Steve Rogers (Nomad). He’s notorious for being very, very strict with a no-nonsense attitude. He’s scary — he’s made plenty of students cry with his tough attitude and strict marking. You try different tactics to seduce him — wearing the skimpiest clothes and always bending down to grab something when he passes by. But he doesn’t even spare you a glance. You realise you need to act bratty instead of sucking up to him. And so it begins. You undermine him during every lecture, ridicule him, act insolent. You eat during his lectures, you stop doing your homework, you talk loudly and just general bratty behaviour. And he’s so scary, you’re kind of scared you’ve pushed him too far. Finally, he asks you to stay after class. You’re expecting the spanking but you never expected him to use his belt. You also didn’t expect him to be so… filthy. “Bad girls like you get fucked up the ass without any prep.” By the time he’s done with you… you can’t walk. He drives you home, tells you that he hopes you’ve learnt your lesson. He still fails you in his class though, but that’s okay — it means you’ll see him next year.

Tell me who your fav dilfy professor was out of all of these!!!

[adoringhaikyuu]

when their teammate has a crush on you | 2

characters: akaashi + kyoutani + osamu + tendou

request: aaaaaaa!! i was stalking your feed when i thought of something 👉🏻👈🏻so you did a "when their teammate has a crush on you" and i reaaaally loved it a lot🥺could you do it with tendou, akaashi, kyoutani, and osamu? if you want to!! • by @kalesugar​

warnings: osamu and tendou’s are suggestive

notes: since osamu’s and tendou’s are sexual, everyone is 18+ in those but in the others there is no smut + (i might write a fic about tendou’s bc i’ve been wanting to write a smut w them idk if people want that)

part one | part two

akaashi:

so bokuto might have had a little crush on you

and it’s not like he would actually do anything about it

he respected you and akaashi and your relationship way too much

he even rooted for you two to get together, he thought you were perfect for each other (you were)

but he couldn’t help the way his heart would beat faster when you were around sometimes, the way his eyes would immediately drift to you when you walked in a room, the way your smile made him feel all tingly inside

he was honestly just waiting the feelings out and tried to act normal around you

he told akaashi about his crush on you cause he didn’t want to hide anything from him

and your boyfriend understood why he would have a crush on you, he couldn’t blame him––but that doesn’t mean he was too happy about it

realistically he wasn’t going to ban him from seeing you or anything, you were allowed to interact

but part of him felt a little odd when bokuto would make jokes with you, a light blush on his cheeks that you most likely assumed was from his laughter 

bokuto sure was making you laugh a lot tonight. the three of you were hanging out at his place for your weekly hangout and it seemed he just had an endless amount of jokes. it’s not that akaashi didn’t like his jokes, it’s just that he didn’t like that it seemed as though his best friend was making the jokes for the sole purpose of making you laugh. 

he thought he was doing a good job at hiding his inner thoughts, but in reality, you had picked up on them almost immediately. you waited until you were in the comfort of akaashi’s home, where you were staying the night, to ask him about it when you noticed he wasn’t going to bring it up himself.

“is something bothering you? could tell you weren’t really here tonight.” 

he looked away and shrugged, and you stepped closer to him.

“is it...maybe because bokuto has a little crush on me?” 

he held his breath for a second in shock as he looked at you silently, blinking a few times. “you...you know?”

you shrugged, a small smile on your face. “i had a feeling. i mean, your facial expressions may be minimal but i can still decode them keiji.” he blushed and looked down, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. “i could tell you were watching him a little more closely when he would talk to me.” 

“i...i trust him, i do.” he looked into your eyes, “and i trust you too. it’s just...it doesn’t really make me feel too good knowing that bokuto-san,” he muttered the next part, “with all his muscles and charm––has feelings for you.”

you shook your head and put your hands on his cheeks to look into his eyes earnestly. “you have nothing to worry about baby, i promise that. you’re the only man i have eyes for.”

his hands found their spot on your waist as he gave you a small, but grateful and loving smile. “i know. i love you.” he kissed you lightly and you smiled against his mouth. 

“love you too. so much.” 

kyoutani:

let’s say oikawa likes you––

well more-so that he finds you attractive and can’t help but flirt with you from time to time harmlessly

kyoutani doesn’t give a fuck sfkjdh he will growl at his captain

sometimes he’s not even in the mood, he’ll just take your hand or throw you over his shoulder while you’re talking to oikawa and just walk away 

meanwhile oikawa is just pouting and complaining to your boyfriend as he blatantly ignores him

“you know it’s not very nice to interrupt a conversation like that, mad-dog!” 

oikawa wouldn’t actually try to steal you away from your boyfriend, but he did have some genuine questions that were borderline offensive sdfjghs

like “how did mad-dog manage to get you?” 

“are you sure you’re not being held against your will?”

bottom line is, your boyfriend is not happy 

he will try to prevent you from even being in his captain’s line of sight

he’ll step in front of you or turn around and go another way 

when oikawa approached you after the game, strategically waiting for your boyfriend to go get his things so he’d have more time to talk to you, you knew it was only a matter of time before you were snatched away by a growling kyoutani. 

his plan kind of work, considering the conversation lasted about thirty seconds? longer than it normally did. the captain was leaning against the wall next to you, his arm above your head as you looked up at him, completely unaffected by his charming eyes––you appreciated the effort he took to talk to you, but you knew he was just a natural flirt at heart. 

he was mid-sentence when your boyfriend came storming up to the two of you and grabbed your hand, marching you away from the complaining boy. you just laughed and squeezed his hand, “you know i thought you would have gotten tired of doing that by now.” he grumbled in response and you tugged his hand and led him to a quiet corner.

he was looking down at the floor but you put a hand under his chin and made him look you in the eyes, your small smile making him calm down a bit. “you have to stop letting him get to you like this. you know i’d never entertain his flirting––i’m yours.”

he clenched his jaw and nodded, looking to the side when he heard his captain walking by. you turned his head to face you again and surprised him with a kiss and his hands came up to squeeze your waist. he groaned into your mouth and you pulled away to look at him.

“that’s a good way to calm me down.”

you smiled, “oh yeah?”

he nodded, “yeah” and put his lips back on yours. 

osamu:

so atsumu may or may not have had a crush on you

and yes you were dating his brother

no he wasn’t going to steal you (though he thinks he absolutely could if he wanted to), he respects you both and your relationship

and he loves how happy you make his brother

...but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t check you out sometimes or harmlessly flirt with you (he can’t help it, have you seen yourself?)

osamu would catch his brother ogling at you all the time, or hanging around in the room when you’re over for no reason

he’d usually just smack his head and tell him to fuck off

or he’d take a different approach––

you were really trying to pay attention to atsumu’s story, or whatever it is he was saying, but you couldn’t focus on anything but the feeling of osamu’s lips on your neck, and his hand running along your thigh, the other gripping your waist as you sat practically on him on the couch. 

the two of you were spending time together, alone, when atsumu came in, and decided to third-wheel. you didn’t really have a problem with it, but by the way your boyfriend soon pulled you into his lap to distract himself, and most certainly you as well––you could tell he was bothered. 

atsumu trailed off and scratched his neck awkwardly, laughing. “do you guys wanna get a room or something?” he joked and his brother barely lifted his head, hands pulling you even closer. 

“we did get a room, you came in here.”

atsumu rolled his eyes. “so how long are you planning on assaulting y/n’s neck for?” 

osamu lifted his head, annoyance radiating off of him and brought one hand up to tilt your head towards his, his lips grazing yours. “unless you want to see us fuck, you should leave.” 

atsumu blushed but smirked, “i mean...”

osamu glared at him. “get out.”

tendou:

so when you and tendou started dating, you obviously started hanging out with him more, but also ushijima

it’s not like ushijima was expecting to develop feelings for you 

he didn’t want to––he honestly even searched up how to stop a crush from progressing 

he always thought you were nice and good looking but after hanging out with you more, that’s when he realized he liked your personality too and that you were a good person

he waited a little longer before telling tendou––yeah he told him

but tendou had already figured it out, his eyes picking up on the way ushijima was a little more tense or aware of himself when you were around

the way he would smile and blush when you hugged him goodbye

if anything, tendou thought it was cute 

he got you on board with his idea and after you all graduated, you both put the plan in action

ushijima was sat at the edge of the bed, looking at you and his best friend in confusion, “i thought you said my graduation present was in here?”

your boyfriend stood behind you, arms circling around your waist as he peered over your shoulder, his eyes piercing and teasing as he stared at the boy on the bed. “well you see ushi, after you told me about your little crush––which i’m assuming you still have?”

he nodded unashamed, and unblinking as he looked at the two of you and you felt a tingle run down your body. 

tendou went on, “well after that, i figured you might want to have some fun with the two of us,” he kissed your neck teasingly and the brown-haired boy shifted a bit on the bed, clearly itching to touch you. “we both agreed that it was a great idea.” he brought his attention back to your neck and you figured that was your cue to take over.

“so what do you say, ushi?” you sighed softly when tendou sucked a mark onto your sweet spot and you noticed ushijima’s eyes darken. “do you want this graduation present?” 

he licked his lips and scooted forward, his hands squeezing his thighs almost painfully hard. “yes. please–”

[a-casual-egg]

A fluffy Brad/Killian fic where they’ve been friends for a while bc I wanted to make them soft

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"Killi, Killi, a jock?" Killian's friend said through the laptop.

Killian knew it was a bad idea calling his friend for this but Madison was busy and he didn't wanna broach the topic with Eric, knowing he'd give some weird unhelpful dad advice.

"He's not a normal jock okay! He's sweet and considerate and read a book I recommened him!"

Killian's friend raised an eyebrow, wanting him to go on about this jock that's not like other jocks. Killian tries to pout or glare at his friend, he can't tell which one he's doing but it makes his friend laugh.

Poe stifles their laughter, “ok, ok, tell me about him. Obviously I don’t approve of those . . . people but this guy must be okay if you ended up saying yes to a date with him.”.

This was never new, Poe’s always hated popular cliques and Killian would be lying if he said he wasn’t a fan of them either. Killian’s always been fine with the dunking on of jocks, cheerleaders, and other conformists cliques but it feels different when the person Poe’s talking about is Brad. Killian can also feel heat rise to his cheeks at the idea of Brad asking him out. He lets his mind wander with that for a minute, resting his mouth and cheek on his palm before he hears a cough from Poe. Realizing he hadn’t answered the question yet.

“I-I’m the one who asked him out” Killian mumbles into his hand.

“What was that?”

“I asked him out not the other way around.” Killian mumbles louder.

Poe’s eyes widens and a smile grows on their face, “Yooo!!! Go Killi!!!”, Poe hits their desk out of proudness of their friend.

Killian smiles into his hand and goes back to his original position, sitting back with one leg dangling off his bed, swaying back and forth. Killian shook his hands until they felt like rubber before going back to the conversation.

“Wait,” Poe stopped, “How’d you ask him out?”

“Well, uhm, I recommended him a book and he read it then came over to tell me and said we could talk about it over dinner if wanted. Cuz he likes food! He’s a big dude and he eats a lot of food!” And he said he’d love to then clarifies if it’s a date or not which is great because communication!! But then he’d also love to go on a date with me and just, I don’t know this makes me feel like some teenage girl.” Killian rambles out.

Poe sits their thinking for a while before saying, “That’s cute actually, also feel giggly like a teenage girl if you’re enjoying thinking about you and . . . “

“Brad.”

“Brad?! You’re going on a date with a jock named Brad?! What’s his dad’s name? Chad?”

“His dad’s name is Eric, Brad’s adopted.”

“Oh.”

“What were you saying though?”

“Oh yeah, act like a teenage girl if you’re enjoying thinking or if, hell when you go on the date with Brad and really enjoy being with Brad. I want you to be happy, man.”

“Thanks, but what do I do? Do I flirt on the first date? How much do I flirt? What do I wear?”

“Wait, do you really not know how to?”

“Well, I’m sorry I’m not a charismatic polyamorous goth with 4 loving partners!" Killian huffs.

“You should be sorry, we’re pretty cool,” Poe smirks, “but in all reality, your outfit depends on what you’re doing, like fancy restaurant you’d want a fancy outfit and I’d say flirting is fine but if you’re both enjoying the flirting then flirt more!”

“Ok, we’re just going to a diner and talking about a book so I can just wear flannel and jeans.”

“And your glasses!” Poe says as they tap the side of their head for emphasis,”we want you to see after all.”.

Killian giggles, Poe chuckles, they laugh for a little, Killian feels a weight lift off his shoulders but the weight is quickly put back on when he realizes he has a thousand other questions. Killian starts rambling off other questions and Poe answers them the best they can.

—

Brad fiddles with his jacket in the mirror incessantly, he just can’t get it to look the way he wants it to look. He takes off the jacket and pulls on another trying to see if that one looks any better to him. It doesn’t. He continues to play around with different shirts and jackets for a couple minutes before he turns to see a duo leaning on his door frame just watching with fond expressions.

“How long have you two been standing there?” Brad asks as he feels a blush cover his face, he tries to stop it but it doesn’t work.

The duo laugh and the woman speaks first, she’s a tall woman in her mid thirties with long locs tied into a ponytail and muscles that Brad dreams of having, “Long enough to know you’re very nervous.”.

“What? Pshh, Who said I was nervous? I’m as cool as a cucumber.” Brad tries to lean against the wall all cool and nonchalant but fails when he slips turning. He looks down at the ground and can feel his parents watching him.

They don’t say anything. Instead Brad’s mother walks past Brad and picks up a jacket of his and looks at it’s logo. She studies it. His father follows but stops at Brad, he lifts Brad’s head and smiles up at him trying to show some semblance of ‘everything is fine, don’t worry about it’ towards his son.

“Y’know when I went on my first date with Lizzy I was a ball of nerves.”

“So?”

“So I thought she’d think I was some soft boy that could never keep up with her so I tried to.”

“Were you able to keep up with her?”

“Oh, no, no, I ended up trying to do parkour to impress her but ended up in the hospital with a broken leg.”

“I don’t think I want Killian to break his leg . . . or me.”

“No, I’m not saying that, I’m saying I was really nervous just like you are-“

“I’m not nervous!” Brad interjects.

“. . . Sure, anyway the date I was really nervous about became one of the best times of my life, I even made Lizzy laugh like crazy in the hospital.”

“It was the best first date of my life.” Lizzy chimes in.

Brad looks at the two of them, trying to discern if they’re serious or it’s still one big joke. He goes with serious. Brad flops down onto his bed and puts his head in his hands and sighing deeply. Eric follows and rubs Brad’s back. Brad’s leg bounces as he breathes for a little while, trying to figure out how to formulate the right words.

“Ok, maybe I am nervous. The only reason I am is it’s Killian! He’s smart and he wants to talk about a book!”

“Do you not wanna talk about the book?”

“No I do! It’s just he’s gonna make his words so nice to listen to and I won’t be able to figure out what to say!” Brad flops onto his back.

“That’s not the worst, Eric could barely sputter out how gorgeous he thought I looked on our first date.” Brad’s mother says as she folds the shirts and jackets thrown across the bed randomly in the search for the perfect outfit. “It was cute to me and I’m sure it would be cute to Killian. Just don’t do it the whole time.”.

Brad sighs again and runs his hands through his hair, clearly not incredibly calmed down but better than he was before. He looks at his shirt then at his parents who both give thumbs up for the good shirt choice.

“Wait . . . What time is it?”

Eric looks at his watch, “about seven.”

Brad’s eyes widen, “Shi- I was supposed to be outta here earlier!” Brad jumps up, grabs the book, grabs the first jacket on the pile and runs out the door while pulling jacket on and saying goodbye to his parents who return the goodbye.

“He’s a good kid.” Lizzy says softly and Eric leans against her and hums in response as they fondly watch their son go off on his book date.

—

Killian looks around a bit nervously before pulling out his phone. He looks at his phone for a while, questioning whether to text Brad and ask him where he is or if that would be too clingy. He decides to wait a bit longer in case Brad’s just running late, it’s not too late to have the possibility of Brad standing him up, but he’d never do that. Brad’s too sweet to even think of doing that.

“Hey! Hey, sorry I got a bit stuck.” Brad calls out as he jogs up to Killian. He smiles a bright and warm smile that Killian can’t help but love and finds it very unfair he loves Brad’s smile so much.

“Y-you’re fine, I wasn’t waiting really.”

“Well that’s a relief. Shall we?” Brad gestures to the door of the diner.

“Oh yeah, right, we shall.”

Brad holds the door open for Killian and Killian can’t help but call him a gentleman. Brad smiles at the comment and Killian feels butterflies-or wait, no he’s a goth - he feels moths in his stomach. They sit down at a table, order, and everything is calm for a while. Killian underestimated how easy it would be to be a charismatic gentleman that sweeps Brad off his feet so he’s kind off just watching Brad’s face as Brad rambles through something that’s been nagging him in the book.

“So the Frankenstein family sees this family that’s poor with a buncha kids, decides one is very pretty thus shouldn’t be poor so adopts the kid. Then the mom calls her a gift for Victor and Victor views her, a living person, as his. So they’re adopted siblings but call each other cousin then when the mom dies she’s like ‘oh I can’t wait for you two to get married.’. That’s incest, like I get that’s what it was like back then but that’s weird and gross.”

“I mean yeah but we can’t do anything about it. At least Adam gets to.”

“If your creator was doing incest would you murder everyone he loves?”

“If he despised me from the moment I was brought into the world I’d kill him at least.”

“Hm,” Brad thinks for a few seconds. “Fair enough.”

—

By this point the food has arrived and Brad is chowing down on a big burger while listening to Killian compare Victor Frankenstein’s treatment of Adam Frankenstein to that of a abusive and neglectful parent to their kid. Brad does worry why Killian knows so much about how bad people can treat their kids, whenever Killian’s mentioned his parents they’ve always seemed okay, heck, much, much better then his biological mother.

“But yeah Adam just wants to be loved and I feel like he adopts this persona of dark and evil because that’s how society perceives him. He, he uh, kinda reminds me of you in a way.” Killian says quieter than the rest of his rant.

Brad’s eyes dart up from his burger. He’s watching Killian to see if he’s serious or if he’s even going to elaborate. It’s silent for a bit other than the background noises of the other diner patrons. Killian regrets ever saying anything, he kinda just wants to dissolve away into a puddle of regret.

“How so?” Brad asks and Killian can see the genuine curiosity in his eyes.

“Well you’re both tall, and are very passionate, and have personas like your some cool, non-caring football player that’s always flawlessly cool when most people we both know view you as a sweet, loving, friend that’s good at sports and always has stuff a loved one needs, and you both have so much important things to say.

Brad’s eyes sparkle and Killian can swear he sees Brad’s cheeks flush pink. Brad impulsively bites into the burger again so he has time to think and to him a burger is brain food, but really any food to him is brain food. He takes everything of what Killian said into consideration and it swirls around in his head like one big tornado of comparisons. He gulps down the food in his mouth and decides to respond with a joke to ease tension.

“So you’d ask Adam Frankenstein out on a date, eh?”

This elicits a chuckle from Killian, a genuine chuckle that Brad thinks is the most beautiful chuckle he’s ever heard.

“I could but it wouldn’t be as fun as a date with you.” Killian says in faux-confidence.

Brad quickly looks down at his fries, not used to being flirted with. Bashful is a new look for him, Killian finds it cute. Very cute. It should be a crime for a college football player to be this dang cute. In Killian’s experience jocks are sweaty, gross, dudes but Brad’s a cute, well cleaned up, sweet, quarterback.

“I’d have to agree, no date would be as fun as a date with you either.” Brad says nervously, “I’m having a good time talking about books with you . . . and being around you.”.

“O-oh, I’ve been having a lot of fun with you too.” Killian responds as he fiddles with his glasses. “Y’know there’s other books I could recommend you that I think you’d like.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, I mean I find reading Dracula really fun cuz vampires and gothic horror and Jonathan Harker is a little idiot. However it does have Romani slurs in it.”

“Oh, yeesh.”

“Yeah, but it’s fun to know about Dracula vampire stuff when Jonathon Harker has no clue what’s going on.”

“Well if you like it, it seems like it’s worth a read.” Brad smiles softly.

“Y-yeah, maybe we can read it together and I can point out the parts that are uh not okay to say and” Killian grabs Brad’s hand and they wordlessly intertwine their fingers, “it’d be easier to share thoughts and stuff. . . If you want.”.

“No, yeah, yeah, I’d be so down for that.”

“Cool, cool, I’ll have to unearth the copy of Dracula and we’ll have to figure when we can read it together but yeah, I think it’d be fun.”

“Boom! Touchdown!” Brad says to again ease possible tension and make Killian laugh. Killian does laugh again and rubs his thumb against Brad’s knuckles.

—

Killian laughs against Brad’s side before shivering from the cold. Brad pulls Killian closer to try and warm him up but to no avail as Killian continues to shiver. Brad looks down at the spectacled hipster clinging to Brad’s jacket and Brad shrugs off his jacket. Killian watches him confused and gets flustered when Brad drapes his jacket around Killian.

“Does that help?” Brad asks as wraps his jacket around the shorter man.

“Uhhhh,” is all Killian can utter as he stares into Brad’s soft, concerned, face. Killian shakes his head to snap him back to reality and utters out, “y-yeah, thank you.”.

Killian fits his arms through sleeves much too big for him, looks down at the Greggs logo and back up at Brad. Brad simply shrugs before smiling back down at Killian. He pulls the jacket with Killian inside closer and wraps his arm around him like before to share his body heat with Killian. Killian feels his face flush shades of pink and feels his body temperature raise. They walk back to Killian’s dorm, talking about whatever comes to mind. Brad explains some football plays to Killian, small plays, plays that changed the game, plays Brad just personally likes doing and Killian tries his best to understand.

They get to the doorstep of Killian’s dorm and they stand their slightly awkwardly, Killian holds Brad’s hands and and intertwines their fingers again. Brad softly takes Killian’s hands in his bigger hands.

“You know I asked my friend what I should do on a first date.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, and they said something about kissing if you had a good time and I had a good time.”

Brad listens quietly, not wanting to assume anything.

“And I don’t want you to think that I don’t like you because I do. I just don’t do kissing.”

“That’s chill, don’t feel pressured to do anything you wanna do. I’m just happy we had a good time tonight.”

“Yeah, thanks,” Killian squeezes Brad’s hands, “Goodnight, I’ll text you.”

Killian then heads inside and up the steps to his bedroom. Brad on the other hand turns around and makes his way back to his house. He quietly enters the house, heads to his room, flops down onto his bed, and hugs a pillow to his chest. He rests his head on his bed and dreamily sighs.

Meanwhile Killian is taking off his shoes, and the rest of his clothes to change into pajamas and to get ready for bed. He stops when he goes to unbutton his shirt and realizes he’s still wearing Brad’s jacket and just holds it for a little while. He delicately takes it off, changes fully into pajamas, puts the oversized letterman jacket back on. He finally takes off his glasses and cuddles into bed thinking fondly of the big softie of a college quarterback.

[yesimwriting]

hi, i love all your work! could i please request headcanons for what it'd be like to go from being enemies to lovers with nikolai lantsov.

thank you:)

A/N maybe i moved this up on my request lists bc i woke up today and went 'nikolai lantsov'

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- i'm being a little liberal with cannon bc my mind first went to 'princess! reader who hates nikolai bc they're competitive and then they have to team up together to try to get their parents to break up their arranged marriage but fall in love in the process (this might be a little undetailed but i'm thinking of writing a full fic or mini-series with this plotline so let me know if you'd be interested!! i could see a smutty ending to that fic but idk,, lmk what you thing ig lol)

- Ok so first off enemies to lovers with the loml nikolai lantsov would be SO GOOD bc he's so dramatic and obviously attractive so even though you hate him you know he's hot,, there's never a dramatic realization that he's attractive bc it's just a fact

- butttt you'd rather give up any claim you have to your family's throne than feed his already gigantic ego

- okk but lets get to the beginning of your enemies to lovers relationship

- so basically every summer your parents go and stay with Nikolai's family at this super fancy vacation home bc your parents are both royalty and your kingdoms have a very healthy relationship

- just bc it's the summer season doesn't mean it's summer vacation,, so as children for about a month you two share a tutor,, and when i tell you that created a rivalry so fast i mean it

- you're not the eldest princess and you're always trying to be the best for your parents approval, nikolai just wanted to impress the really smart girl who had a pretty laugh (poor nikolai lol,, he had no way of knowing how important being the best in school no matter what was to your self esteem)

- maybe if you two could communicate you’d like each other a little better at this point but it starts when you’re pretty young and by the time you’re like 13 it’s a solidified dynamic (and 13 year olds are the MEANEST and most insecure people in the world so that’s when your relationship turns to full enemies)

- now that you’re 13 you have more princess-y requirements, especially over the summer. So when you see that Nikolai gets to practice with swords and gets more free time while you have to practice setting tables you hate him more than ever. 

- Nikolai senses that you’re extra hostile but he has no idea why,, he tries asking once but he makes a joke about how ‘maybe you’re jealous bc youre no longer the center of my attention’ and even though he’s just trying to ease the tension you feel like he’s making fun of you

- so that’s when things get aggressive, but at that point summer is almost over so it’s whatever

- next summer comes and you’re still SO MAD at him,, so when you get to the estate you’re like ‘i’m not even talking to him idc how quiet these next three months are’ 

- and you get there all determined to hate him,, but once you get there and see him something in you cracks bc he had the audacity to spend the last year going through puberty AND LIKE HE’S ALWAYS BEEN CUTE BUT THIS IS SOMETHING ELSE 

- so youre mentally panicking bc how do you even talk to someone that looks like that now???? but then you remember that you didnt even want to talk him so in a panic youre like ‘maybe i can avoid him and he’ll just assume it’s bc i hate him bc i do,, who cares if he’s unbelievably hot now’ 

- nikolai doesn’t assume anything, he just gets to the estate and is like ‘why hasn’t she insulted me yet?? is she suddenly too good to give me attention?’ so during the lessons that you still share he gets an idea

- he decides to one-up you in everything bc that’s always gotten a reaction out of you 

- it works,, every time he corrects you or steals an answer from you, you’re ready to snap but then you look at him and take in his stupidly perfect face and  you just shut up 

- nikolai thinks it’s not working so he just tries harder

- by the end of week one you can’t take it anymore so when the tutor leaves at the end of lessons you snap, you tell him off for how often he’d repeat what you said and change a few words and get all the praise from the tutor

- on the inside he’s like ‘took long enough’ but the more you rant he’s like ‘is she okay???’ he’d be more concerned if you weren’t threatening his pride and at this point he’s still annoyed bc if you were that annoyed you should have just talked to him instead of ignoring him for a week

- he’s thinking that just bc you got really pretty over the last year doesn’t make you too good to yell at him on the daily

- the worst thing anyone can do to nikolai is ignore him LMAO (lowkey relatable)

- so he starts arguing with you and you’re so upset that you forget about how aggressively attractive he is 

- and you two are alone in this room and the more you argue the closer you two get

- the climax of the argument is when neither of you are yelling, you’re just so mad you’re beyond raising your voice and once you’re both at that point it goes like this: 

“Nikolai Lantsov, you are the most insufferable person I’ve ever met” 

“Well then, Darling, you should look in a mirror.” 

“You are so entitled, so ridiculously self obsessed that it ruins your attractiveness.” 

“...” he literally just like blinks twice. “You think I’m attractive?” 

“Uh? No--i didn’t say that at all, maybe if you didn’t have the language comprehension of a child you’d understa--” he just reaches forward, grabs the collar of your dress, and kisses you. 

- it’s your first kiss so you have no idea what you’re doing and it’s with some one you CANT STAND and you’re so mad bc you had expectations for your first kiss and he’s taken that from you--but the thing is,, 

- he’s good at it. Like really good at it. Like so good it makes you curious about what he does the nine months of the year he’s not stuck here with you bc there’s no way he hasn’t had practice. 

- but you’re also extremely confused and nervous and aware of how stupid you’re being (and a little hormonal bc being 14 isn’t easy) and then he places his hand on your cheek and that snaps some sense of reality into you bc it’s one thing to enjoy the kiss but another thing entirely to want him to escalate it

- so you place one hand on his chest and push him off of you slightly. He takes the hint, pulls away enough to look at you and then you two just stare at each other 

- your hand is still on his chest and you have absolutely no idea what comes next, but you find yourself looking at his lips

- since you haven’t slapped him or pulled away more than a few inches he thinks maybe things are okay so he leans forward slightly and kisses you again. 

- you reciprocate a little too fast, the kiss lasts two seconds before thinking about how insane you’re being so you push away entirely. 

- He lets you go,, and in the most awkward display ever you’re like ‘uh I need to go,, i can’t be late to ball preparation lessons’ and you leave that room faster than you’ve ever left a room in your entire life. 

- the next day you consider pretending to be sick to avoid him but that would only give him more power over the situation so you go,, and he’s just sitting there calmly

- youre on edge the entire day but he never even jokes about it

- a part of you is a tiny bit annoyed bc who kisses you and then pretends it never happened? but overall, you’re relieved 

- the days pass and it never comes up but now whenever you two argue you think of how quickly kissing him both shut him up and got rid of your tension 

- the summer goes by quickly, your usual dynamic has returned and you wonder if he even remembers kissing you. twice. in a row. 

- the next couple of years are normal,, even when you two no longer take lessons together you still dont like him. He’s just so assured and he takes such joy in bothering you. 

- and then one summer your parents sit you down and they’re like ‘we need to plan the future alliance of our kingdom’ 

- you’re a little confused bc you’re rarely allowed to sit in on these things bc you’re a girl and you’re basically meant to just be a royal’s bride--and then you realize why you’re there. 

- you start protesting before your father can finish announcing your engagement 

- the parents were smart bc they announced it at the end of summer so you two couldn’t drive them crazy or conspire

- the first thing you do when you get back to your castle is write to him for the first time ever 

- your letter is basically ‘pls tell me you’re doing something’ 

- the two of you talk until you come up with the plan to get your parents to break up your engagement 

- your parents dont really care about your feelings and they expect the two of you to argue with them,, but they care about the kingdoms

- so you two decide that if you act like youre so in love that you let your duties slip the engagement will end,, especially if you two are in love in a toxic way 

- so the next summer you two make sure to flirt and act like youre totally obsessed with each other and skip lessons together and just are constantly together and acting like you’re on a honeymoon

- your parents are like ?? since when 

- at one point you flirt with a random guard just so Nikolai can have a ‘jealous outburst’ while your families are strolling through the garden 

- ngl jealous nikolai had you ready to RISK IT ALL,, you were ready to drop the plan and marry him on the spot 

- he notices bc he notices everything about you and when your family walks away he gives you a quick kiss and youre stunned,, much to his delight 

- your desire to break up your engagement takes a slight backseat in your mind bc you decide to set off on a secret goal to make him flustered

- it doesn’t take much, your dresses get a little more risky, your comments get a little more suggestive

- the only problem?? he seems to have his own personal goal and it’s to make you even more flustered than he is

- soon the two of you are lost in layers of pretend and competition

- when your parents are finally thinking about delaying the engagement and keeping you two away from each other until you calm down a little (i feel bad for them,, an entire summer of being surrounded by the ULTIMATE sexual tension) 

- you’re sad and you don’t know why bc this is what you wanted, but then Nikolai stands up and says that you two planned for this and he has the letters to prove it (he was ready to drop the receipts LMAO) and youre like ??what are you doing?

- and he says he’d rather marry you then never see you again bc now all he wants is to get know you bc he has no idea how he wasted so much time arguing with you 

- and you just meltttt but your in front of your entire family and his as well so you just sit there for a minute and then you tell him you feel the same way 

- but the summer’s over

- you kiss him before leaving and he says you’ll have to visit bc he can’t go an entire year without seeing your ‘pretty face’ 

- you promise to visit him soon

- your at home for exactly a day and a half before getting an invitation to visit him 

- you laugh bc the only way that letter could get to you that fast is if he mailed it before you even left 

- you say yes obviously,, and spend some time having a really cute fall-dating vibes together until you figure out how you really feel 

- and you feel like he makes your heart STOP and that’s why you hated him,, bc you didn’t like being vulnerable 

[jonnnysuh]

Dating Yugyeom would include

Dating GOT7 would include |  SERIES

Just based off my observations/my perception of him. Obviously I have no idea what dating him would be like but thought it would be fun to do. This is more playful than romantic bc what is romance???

Literally never shutting the fuck up

Having meaningless fights about little things and then going back to normal 

Having your own language that makes no sense to everyone else

Laughing til your stomachs hurt and trying to recreate what just happened but laughing again 

Roasting each other as a sign of affection 

Too many nicknames that have weird origin stories that y’all can’t remember 

Both needing to get your ways so you’ll pout until one of you budges 

He is such a simp tho 

Mocking each other after someone says absolutely anything

Dance battles

saying “YOOOOOOOU” like soulja boi

Resting his chin on your head

BOYBOYBOYBOY ((((you kno like when they yell like a siren)))

“WHY ARE YOU YELLING” “IM JUST HAPPY” 

Having to make the hard decisions for him 

Not being able to complete a task bc you’re both so annoyingly distracting 

Something that should take 30 minutes to finish takes 3 hours instead 

Both being confused all the time so you discuss how things should be done and then fight over it

he’ll purposely hide things to make it hard for you 

Holding things over your head bc he wants to watch you jump 

“You’re a bully” “you’re a bully too” “ya but it’s only okay if I do it” 

Saying the same shit at the same time and hitting each other in excitement

He’s funnier than you but you won’t admit it 

SENDING VOICE NOTES INSTEAD OF TEXTING AND YALL HAVE SHORT ATTENTION SPANS SO SOMETIMES IF YOU DONT REPLY IN A FEW MINS YOU FORGET WHAT YOURE SUPPOSED TO SAY SO YOU START A NEW CONVERSATION  

He has a meme folder and has a meme for every occasion 

Bro he’ll MAKE memes using pictures of you 

If he doesn’t reply within a few seconds it’s bc he’s trying to find the perfect meme or making one 

A never ending game of iMessage connect 4 

How he’d annoy you:

Rock Paper Scissors to get out of doing something but even if he loses he’ll refuse for a bit and then do it

Acting shocked even though he knew something you didn’t 

acting like he’s listening but really he’s doing something else

making you call him oppa or he’s not listening

Laying on his shoulder during long car rides

He makes a big deal about your birthday and will plan everything to a t

He sucks at surprises though bc you he tells you everything

it’s always either by accident like he slips it in

OR you’re like “tell me” “no” “fine” “OKAY I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE WE’RE GOING ON A TRIP TO PARIS”

Gossiping with him and he hates all the people you hate and then will also bring up something he heard about them 

he would tour new places with you on facetime and bother everyone in the process

the facetime photos you guys take are so frightening and confusing to look back on bc there’s so much movement and emotion on your faces

buying you dessert/pastries when you’re sad

LITERALLY LAUGHING FESTS BEFORE BED

IT’S ALWAYS STUPID BRO

BUT Y'ALL WILL CRY LAUGHING TOGETHER EVERY SINGLE TIME

Y'ALL JUST SAY THE STUPIDEST SHIT

“YOU NEED TO WATCH THIS” SHOVING THE PHONE IN THEIR FACE AND IT’S THE DUMBEST FUCKING VIDEO IN THE UNIVERSE BUT WHY ARE YOU BOTH DYING

Every single one of the boys know he’s whipped and he’s embarrassed but also you’re his person so who wins now

he’s literally so thoughtful

he knows all your favourite songs and makes a playlist

flowers and flowers and flowers

he’ll drop anything he can to be with you

will remember your childhood stories better than you

can finish your sentences

messages you every time you post a new picture

“hey this thing made me think of you” text

gets you guys matching chain bracelets/rings

finishes the food you can’t

doing tiktok dances but not posting them bc you’re both embarrassing

but he will start the video literally ANYWHERE.

on the plane? in the parking lot? at a restaurant?

His hand is always on you especially when you’re walking through a crowd

having to ask him to slow down bc you have short legs

Tippytoing to kiss him 

innocent flirting that turns dirty really quick

he definitely likes being small spoon

he talks in his sleep

he has the most irrational fears in the world

“THAT TEXTURE IS SOOOO UGLY I CAN’T LOOK AT IT PLEASEEE”

doing something cute and HE’S JUST SO EASILY LIKE “I LOVE YOU”

always wants to slow dance with you to any song just so he can hold you and lead

he’ll whisper in your ear just to get you hot like fuck offffffffff

his skincare routine takes soo long to do he’ll be in the washroom for 30 minutes

“You’re such a kid”

“Are you a baby?” “YA YOUR BABY”

One of you will start singing and the other joins in but the boys are like shut the fuck uppppp

I feel like he’d like to play wrestle bc this man chooses violence every single time

he can do a perfect impression of you 

both of you will up the cheesiness when u notice that it’s making everyone else cringe just to make them cringe more

be prepared to kill the spiders 

also be prepared to watch scary movies with the lights on bc he is spooked!

Always saying “woooow” sarcastically when someone does something unimpressive

he is an attention whore so when you’re ignoring him he will do cartwheels🤸🏻‍♀️ and try to be funny

making him blush is so easy it’s like a superpower he just gets flustered 

Making a bad decision and saying “yolo ✌️😗”