#definitely gonna stuff my face with cake today

[kairoot]

── ࣪ ˖ ❛ 𝓜𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑢𝑝 𝓥𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠．

‧₊˚ 𝓼𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: they do the voiceover for your makeup routine 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 : enha x 𝑓．𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲 : fluff , crack 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 : no 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 : jokes, profanity, pet names, this was shorter than i intended, some of these are kind of inspired by some tiktoks i saw.

— ( 𝓂𝑖𝑙𝑎𝑛’𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑠 ) : pls leave reblogs, they are much appreciated !! ♡︎

✿ member’s headcanons under the cut !!

⊹ 𝓁ℎ𝑠．

asking hee to do this was a piece of cake

he agreed to it immediately

he lovesssss watching you do your makeup

so when you asked him he was like, “well.. yes!”

gonna keep it real with you, he has absolutely no idea what ANYTHING is

he just knows the things that he buys for you and that’s it

flirty mcbirdy over here, he’s barely even watching the makeup, mostly watching you

“hi guys, today i’m doing my girlfriend’s makeup voiceover.” he says into the mic, the video starting with you priming your face as you’ve already did skincare prior to starting the video.

you were next to him while he narrated your routine, holding in your giggles as he began naming the products that you were using.

“okay so now she’s uhm.. damn she’s gorgeous..” he paused for a moment, watching you through the screen as you applied the first product of your base.

you nudged him, urging him to stay on topic as your face began to warm up.

“she’s applying, uh— the— the..” he thought for a moment, the product seemed familiar but he couldn’t think of the name.

it was foundation.

“and then she’s.. wiping it all over her face.” he mumbled, still not paying attention to what you were doing but admiring you instead.

“it’s blending, hee..” you whispered, not wanting the mic to pick up your voice.

expect the comments to go insane about hee’s little flirtatious comments.

⊹ 𝓅𝑗𝑠．

ngl, he’s a bit confused as to why you asked him to do this but he says yes anyway

why does this man actually know what the products are??

quite literally does the whole voiceover better than any beauty influencer you’ve ever seen..

compliments you throughout the video

he’s literally so polite

“hello everyone, today y/n has asked me to do her voiceover, so here i am!” he says excitedly, watching you apply the first product.

“so here, she’s putting some of the foundation in her t-zone.. she has really great skin.” he explains.

you’re sat next to him, shocked at how he’s able to understand the whole routine.

“after she blends, she goes in with her.. concealer, i think.” he was right again.

as you blend that out, jay begins talking about the product that you’re using.

“yes, i pay attention to my girl’s routine.” he says, knowing everyone’s gonna wonder how he could even know all of this. you bite back a smile, his comment making your heart warm.

now the whole internet wants a boyfriend like jay.

⊹ 𝓈𝑗𝑦．

he is very eager to do it. why? because he loves you and is so down bad for you

ummm he knows NOTHINGGG about makeup 😫

another flirty one

count how many times he says he wants to kiss you or compliments your lips challenge (jake is so weak for kisses, you cannot convince me otherwise)

he’s so giggly throughout the whole thing ??

he definitely gets flustered over your beauty, esp your bareface <3

he’s lowkey your hype man even though he has no idea what he’s talking abt

“hey guys, it’s jake! today i’m gonna give you all a tutorial for y/n’s everyday makeup.” he beamed confidently. he watched you start your routine, already giggling at the small things you do throughout the first 30 seconds.

“so she’s gonna start with, um..” his giggles cutting him off. “she’s starting with the putty stuff. it kind of looks like play-doh!”

“jake!” you nudge him a bit, rolling your eyes playfully.

“sorry, sorry!” he laughs. “now she’s putting on.. powder? wait, no, that’s definitely bronzer.”

“yeahh, apply that bronzer, babe!” he exclaimed.

it was powder foundation ??

“she looks so good already, wanna give her a kiss..” he said, watching you pat the product onto your skin.

⊹ 𝓅𝑠ℎ．

bro is so impatient

he can’t think of any of the name of the products that you’re using which frustrates him to the MAX

pls don’t laugh at him, he will sulk 😕

cracks jokes abt how long you take

“now she’s applying.. uhm, glitter?” he tilted his head, watching you apply highlighter to the inner corners of your eyes.

“highlighter, babe.” you corrected him, holding back your laughs.

“whatever it is, it’s very shiny. and she’s putting it on so do whatever she’s doing if you want this look.”

you snorted a bit, finding his impatience hilarious.

“watch as she puts on her favorite mascara that she made me buy her.. because she doesn’t care about my pockets or if i go broke.” he sighed.

you landed a playful smack to his shoulder, scoffing.

“anyways, she takes forever.” he huffed. “she told me she was gonna be ready in 10 minutes but 10 minutes turned into two hours, so i guess im gonna have to wait.”

please don’t ever ask him to do this again.

⊹ 𝓀𝑠𝑤．

like jay, he knows what everything is

he’s actually really excited to do this

he pays attention when you do your makeup and pays attention when he gets his makeup done so

he basically knows what everything is he just.. doesn’t know how to do it

he knows all of your favorite products

count how many times he calls you pretty challenge:

“look at how pretty she is!” he exclaims as you prime your face. “i did her skin care by the way.”

he watched as you applied your concealer, telling the viewers exactly what brand it was and what it did for your skin.

“i’m pretty sure this is her favorite product.”

“okay! next she’s gonna set with this one powder that she absolutely loves.” he giggled.

you chuckle at his excitement, not expecting him to like this as much as he did. you just knew people would want more of him narrating your routines and grwms.

“and now, she’s putting on her blush.. I love this part.” he said, mesmerized by you and your features.

“isn’t she so pretty?”

⊹ 𝓎𝑗𝑤．

he’s so confused

tbh he just yaps the whole time

you don’t know what he’s talking about, he doesn’t know what he’s talking about..

he just knows that he buys some of the stuff

he gives random facts throughout the video ??

“okay, so i’m not really sure of what she’s putting on her face right now..” he said, scratching his head slightly.

“did you guys know that dolphins name each other?”

“jungwon..?” you furrow your eyebrows, looking at him confusingly.

“oh, right! sorry, now she’s applying some.. nose.. stuff?”

you mentally face palmed at his attempt to name the products, which he ended up wrong every time.

“if it wasn’t already obvious, i know none of these things, i just get whatever she tells me to buy.” jungwon giggled, watching you apply your blush.

please DO NOT let him do this ever again 😭🙏🏽

⊹ 𝓃𝑟𝑘．

bro does NOT wanna be here

he doesn’t wanna do it at all 😭

but somehow you convince him (you told him you’d buy him robux)

he guesses everything

some of it he gets right somehow

gets so triggered when you laugh at him 😭

“um, okay, she’s applying concealer.. that’s concealer, right?” he looked over at you, as the video showed you applying the product.

you looked at him, giggling.

“why are you laughing? is that not concealer?” he asked again, becoming irritated.

“yes.. just keep going, ki.” you cover up your laughs.

he rolls his eyes playfully, “anyways, now she’s putting on some powder shit.. i don’t know.”

“and she’s.. beating it on her face..? why are you punching yourself?” he quirks an eyebrow.

you shake your head, sighing at his confusion.

✿

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Sharing Is Caring (III)

Pairing: Castiel x Reader 

Summary: Navigating a new relationship means learning how to share a bed with Castiel. [3-part series with Sam, Dean, and Castiel.]

Word Count: 1,100 Warnings: 18+ only, smuttish, but mainly fluffy!

Part 3: Castiel

You could tell he was uncomfortable with the idea. You smiled, resting your hands on your waist.

“It’s just a bed, Castiel,” you said. “It’s not gonna bite.”

But I might, you thought in amusement. The angel offered you a wan look; he knew that mischievous smile of yours. His dark blue eyes ran down your scantily clad form.

You had a feeling he’d like the white satin.

The tank top had thin straps while the shorts were, well, short. His gaze lingered on your bare legs, making you blush a bit. 

“You know I don’t sleep,” came his uncertain reply. He gestured to your desk chair. “I can just sit over here until you fall asleep.”

“Come on, please? Not all the time we spend in this bed has to be play time,” you said, ending with a teasing lilt of your voice. Castiel actually averted his eyes in embarrassment. 

You didn’t know what he was afraid of, really. But you knew Dean had warned him again and again about the sanctity and privacy of people’s bedrooms—especially their beds. Especially yours. 

And that was still true.

However, if you and Castiel were going to be together, then some adjustments were going to have to be made. 

You climbed across the bed to reach out for his hand. Cas hesitated, but he recognized that your warm smile was an invitation. He took your hand, allowing you to pull him down to sit on the edge of the bed. 

He was already divested of his coat, so you worked on his tie and blazer, then his belt and dress shirt. He helped you after a little while, and eventually he was down to his white undershirt and boxers.

You had seen him in far less, but it still amazed you how different he looked without the entire ensemble, quite literally stripped down of his outward trappings.

He was still your angel, cupping the side of your face with a warm hand and tender features. You smiled and leaned into his touch. 

Then you encouraged him to get comfortable lying down with you. You knew he wouldn’t sleep, but at least he could be with you for a while until you did. 

His movements were slow and deliberate (and still a bit unsure) as he sat up against the pillows, crossing and uncrossing his legs. He settled on uncrossed as you tucked yourself against his side and tangled your legs with his. 

His arm came around your waist more naturally, his thumb stroking your arm. It made you smile. 

“Did I tell you what Dean did today?” you asked, raising your head up to him. Cas looked down at you in curiosity. 

“No, what?”

“By some miracle I found some flour and chocolate chips in the pantry, so I decided to make cookies. I took the tray out, and I guess the smell is like a bat signal for bottomless pits. Because Dean literally came downstairs, with a sandwich in hand, to ask me if I made food,” you recounted with a grin. 

Cas’s lips raised in a smile. “That sounds like him.”

You nodded. 

“So against my advisement, he picks up a cookie. And of course, it’s like a thousand degrees ‘cause it just came out of the oven. It burns him and falls apart in his hands, all gooey and chocolatey and stuff. He’s like, Oh shit. And it falls on the floor. But what does he do?”

Cas considered it with amusement, the corners of his eyes crinkling knowingly. 

“I’m guessing he didn’t clean it up for you.”

You grimaced. “Well, kind of. He picked it up off the floor, and like the massive man-child he is, he said, Five second rule! And he ate it, Cas,” you said.

“He fucking ate it. Gooey, crumble mess off the floor, where we most definitely tracked in ghoul guts last week. I was thoroughly disgusted.”

Castiel inclined his head.  

“That is…gross,” the word somewhat foreign on his lips, “but I’ll remind you. You once ate cake off a bar floor while intoxicated.” 

You sent him a peeved look. “It was red velvet cake, Cas. And it was my birthday.”

“Still, you could’ve just gotten another slice,” Castiel murmured. You pouted. 

“Whatever, I stand by my drunk decisions,” you said, raising a finger. Cas grabbed that hand, making you look up at him. He gave you a rare, soft smile and pressed your hand to his lips. 

Your heart fairly melted. Like warm, gooey chocolate.

His gaze drifted down, and the air between you changed. He drank you in like your body was a wonder of the world, and he was just getting a glimpse. 

It wasn’t the first time you’d received such a look, but hot damn, you hoped it wouldn’t be the last. 

By the time he refocused on your face, your lips were parted and your heart had jumped up about three speeds. 

His gaze could be so intense. It was part of what attracted you in the first place, his singular focus and tenacity. He also held incredible strength, knowledge of the world and so many of its secrets, but he chose to live here in the bunker.

He chose to stand and fight with Sam and Dean and other hunters like you.

He chose to love you, and be here with you, talking about nothing at all and sharing your bed. 

“It’s not nothing,” he said. This close, touching your skin, he had likely read your thoughts.

You blinked in confusion. “Wh-what?” 

“Being here with you is never nothing,” said Castiel. “Not for me.”

He reached for your cheek again, brushing his thumb over your lower lip. He bent down to kiss you, and you welcomed him with open arms. You wrapped them around his shoulders and he shifted you underneath him, bracing a hand against the bed. 

Your fingers wound up in his dark hair. He made a pleased sound when your nails lightly dragged down the back of his neck. So you shifted your hips to accommodate him, and he planted himself between your legs. He fingered the hem of your silky shorts.

But then he paused, breaking the kiss to look into your eyes. Uncertainty had crept back into his. 

“Sorry. This counts as play time, does it not?” he asked. “We…weren’t supposed to do this tonight.” 

With a giggle, you took his face in your hands and pressed a lingering kiss to his lips, with heat and tongue and full of promise. “All I said was, all of our time doesn’t have to be play time.” 

Castiel’s head tilted with a small grin. “So…most of it can be?”

You nodded, giving him a “serious” look. 

“Oh, yes,” you said. “Most is good.”   

With that invitation, Castiel would take his time removing your white satin. 

AN: And finally, Castiel! I want to write for him more often. He's so adorable.

To read Part 1: Sam.

To read Part 2: Dean.

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[taexbankai]

I only want you

Hello everyone! This is my first time writing a story in about 6 years so i’m extremely rusty so PLEASE bear with me😭. I wanted to make a story that had smut but an actual plot with it so there will definitely be more chapters coming out! Also if there’s any spelling or grammar mistakes i apologize! I’ve been writing this story while at work so i read over it but i miss stuff sometimes

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The first time i met satoru was about 13 years ago. I was only 5 years old, my big brother suguru was 8. Suguru came home one day after school and asked our mom if he could bring a friend over after school tomorrow. My mom said yes and that was what started it all

the next day after school suguru came home and he brought his friend.

“hello, nice to meet you! I’m satoru gojo” the white haired boy said as he introduced himself to my mom.

“hello gojo nice to meet you! are you hungry? would you like anything to eat?” My mom said as she smiled at him

“yes please” gojo said as he returned her smile. I on the other hand couldn’t stop myself from staring at him. His pretty white hair and his beautiful blue eyes were so new to me, i couldn’t help but want to get closer to him.

“this is my little sister y/n” I heard suguru say which snapped me out of my thoughts. Gojo came over to me with a smile on his face

“hello y/n, i’m suguru’s best friend nice to meet you” he said as he looked right into me eyes

“h-hi” I said as i looked down at my feet, too shy to look him back in the eyes. I heard him and suguru laugh before suguru asked him if he wanted to go into his room and play the game. As they walked upstairs i immediately went into the kitchen to talk to my mom.

“mom, suguru’s best friend is super cute!” i said thinking back to how he smiled at me when he introduced himself to me, a smile slowly finding it’s way onto my face just thinking about him.

“aww, y/n’s first crush is her big brother’s best friend” my mom teased as she laughed at me.

——— time skip a few years sorry y’all lol

I am now 14 soon turning 15 and a sophmore in highschool. My brother and his best friend are now seniors in high school. I’ve become closer to satoru but my once innocent little crush has turned into being full on in love with him. Once i turned 14 i realized my feeling for satoru were more than just a little crush.

“i’m serious shoko!” i said to my best friend on facetime while combing my hair before bed

“ but y/n why gojo out of all people? he’s not even cute” shoko said to me with a very unimpressed look on her face as i ranted to her about satoru for the 15th time today

“ i’ve decided to just suck it up and tell him how i feel at my birthday party. I invited him and he said he’ll definitely be there” i told her as i turned off my room light and turned my led lights on as i laid down in my bed

“okay and what about your brother? he’s not gonna be happy about you wanting to date his best friend” shoko said

“i know… that’s why i just won’t tell him” i said as i looked over to my clock

“ anyways it’s almost 12 so i’m going to go to bed, text me when you get up bestie” i told shoko as i turned on my side, grabbing my phone charger

“okay, goodnight bestie love you”

“goodnight, love you too”

“y/n are you up?”

i woke up to someone knocking on my door

“hmm?” i said while turning on my other side curling into a ball, slowly falling back to sleep

“i’m coming in” i heard my brother’s voice say as my room door opened

“y/n what flavor cake did you want for the party? i need you to tell me now because i want to put in a order so it’s ready by saturday” suguru said as he sat down on my bed and pulled his phone out

“you can pick” i said, pulling my blanket over my head, desperately trying to go back to sleep

“okay, i don’t want to hear any complaints then” he said as he sighed and laid down next to me while on his phone

“get off! you’re on top of my blankets” i said to suguru, annoyed that he laid down on top of the blanket instead of underneath

“nah” he said and turned on his side. I angrily got up from underneath my blanket and tried to pull the blanket from underneath suguru

“you’re so heavy!” i said as he just sat there and laughed. After 5 minutes of pulling i just gave up and laid back down trying to go back to sleep

“who all did you invite to the party?” suguru suddenly asked me

“not that many people. Shoko, satoru, and a few other friends from school” i said as i looked at him. He nodded and started texting someone on his phone

“why?” i asked, curious now

“no reason, just wanted to know if i could invite some people” he said

“eww, you wanna invite your girlfriend” i said teasing him

“shut up. and she’s not my girlfriend” he said as he slightly pushed me

“yuki is always over and you’re always hanging out with her, you might as well just date her” i said

“enough about me, when are you going to get a boyfriend” he said to me slightly laughing

“ i already like someone right now” i said accidentally. my eyes widened once i realized what i said

“oh really? who is it?” suguru asked as he locked his phone and put it down, his attention now fully on me

“it doesn’t matter who it is” i said as i turned and looked at everything but him

“i wanna know who, just in case i gotta beat him up” suguru jokingly said

“can you not be an annoying big brother for like 5 minutes please?” i said as i rolled my eyes and started laughing

“no really though, i want to know” suguru said. just when i ran out of excuses to give him his phone started ringing

“you can just come inside the doors unlocked. I’m in y/n’s room” suguru said. the person on the other side of the phone said something before suguru hung up

“who was that?” i asked

“satoru” he said

“don’t think i’m letting you off the hook. I wanna know the boy my little sister has a crush on” suguru said in a mocking voice

“y/n has a crush on someone?! who is it?” satoru said as he suddenly bursted into my room

“both of you get out of my room!” i said, now super shy since satoru came into my room

“you can tell me, i won’t tell anybody” satoru said as he sat down on my bed. He looked at me over the top of his black glasses

“next time toru” i said as i grabbed my phone trying to distract myself

“now can you both leave so i can get in the shower?” i added, trying to change the topic as i stood up and began walking to my bathroom

“wait, what flavor did you want your cake? i’m helping suguru get stuff ready for the party” satoru asked me as he stood up and stopped me by grabbing my shoulders.

“white” i said quickly without giving satoru a chance to respond before turning around and going into my bathroom

“now both go you get out” i said as i closed the bathroom door and turned on the shower water

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first chapter is done! i really hope you all end up enjoying the story as i continue writing it 😭 please lmk if it’s terrible or if you’re actually liking it so far!

[richonnesbitch]

Here's chapter 2 of my bridge wedding fanfic! I wrote this like two months ago and then got distracted with personal stuff so I haven't finished chapter 3 yet. I hope you all like this one! I'll upload chapter 3 as soon as I'm able :)

"Thank you all for meeting me here today. As you all know, the bridge is nearly finished. We discussed this before but I don't believe we went into detail. There was some talk of a party to celebrate. Would everyone still be up for that?"

"Rick, that's a great plan. Kingdom will most certainly do their part to help.", Ezekiel responded. Carol smiled and nodded in agreement.

Rick looked to Jesus. "Sure, Rick. That'll be good for all of us."

"Oh, great. I'm glad to hear that. Michonne and I.... we're gonna get married on the bridge. I was hoping maybe it could be not only a celebration for the bridge but a reception, too."

The room lit up as he dropped the news.

"Congratulations, Rick Grimes!" Ezekiel extended his hand out to Rick, shaking it firmly.

"Congratulations, Rick.", Carol replied genuinely. She flashbacked to their recent conversations where Rick seemed more than interested in her and Ezekiel engagement.

"Congrats, Rick." Jesus grabbed his shoulder and gave it an affirming squeeze. "We can definitely do that."

"Definitely.", Ezekiel concurred. Carol nodded.

"Thank you all. I really appreciate this. Alexandria will handle food and decorations. But I was wondering... Ezekiel, Carol... would Kingdom mind handling desserts."

Carol stared at him. "What kind of desserts did you have in mind?"

"Well, a cake for me and Michonne. Red velvet with cream cheese frosting is her favorite. That ones a must. For the rest it doesn't really matter as much... maybe some brownies, cookies, maybe some pies, cinnamon rolls.... you know, that kinda stuff. Jesus, maybe Hilltop can bring some wine or booze for the adults to enjoy. People may get a little inebriated, but we'll make sure to have plenty of people on guard who aren't drinking. Alexandria will bring the main food."

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"Baby, I'm home!", Rick hollered out for Michonne. No response. "Michonne?! I'm home. Michonne?!"

He could hear a muffled yell coming from upstairs. As he walked up, he realized it was coming from the bathroom. He opened to door to find Michonne undressing as the bath water ran.

In her black bra and panties, she approached Rick to greet him with a soft kiss. "Hi. How did it go?"

Rick unhooked her bra, tossing it to the side somewhere. "It went great. Everybody's on the same page."

"Good." She removed her panties and began to unbutton Rick's shirt. He kicked off his boots as she undid his pants and blue boxers. "You and your boxers."

"What's wrong with my boxers?", he joked back.

She giggled. "Nothing. Nothing."

A smirk grew on his face. "Something apparently..."

"Nothing. It's just you only ever wear one color."

"Yeah, so what?"

"Nothing! I think it's cute you're so set in your ways." Michonne placed another kiss on his lips before leading him to the tub. He got in first so she could lean back against his chest.

This bathtub was extremely small. Probably too small for the two of them. They didn't care.

"Anyway. I think things are coming along nicely."

"Yeah?", Michonne turned off the water. "How's it all gonna work?"

"Well we can start things at 6. The bridge opening first. There's a banner being made for us in charge to cut. Hilltop has a Polaroid camera we can use to capture the moment. I'll figure out someone to take pictures. Then's our wedding. Gabriel will say some things, we do our vows- oh speaking of vows. I don't wanna brag buuuuut...." He dramatically blew air out of his mouth. "It's gonna blow you away. You've got some competition. I know you use to take creative writing in college and all but... what I got. It's poetry."

"You finished your vows already?"

"No but I got a good start. In between breaks at the bridge I would write. What about you?"

"I haven't started mine yet."

"You what?", he sounded slightly offended.

"Well I kind of have an idea... of what I want it to be. It's just all in my head right now, you know?", she attempted to comfort him.

He paused for a moment. "Well... anyway. After the wedding we do the party. I thought we'd do homemade pizzas for food. Everybody likes pizza right?"

"I sure do."

"Okay, pizzas it is then. We can do five different flavors, give the people a little variety to choose from. Hilltop is bringing liquor. I'll have plenty of people on guard, don't worry about that. Kingdom is bringing desserts. We'll have a feast. We'll have music. Everybody is gonna have a good time."

Michonne chuckled, reaching back with one hand to cup Rick's face. "I love you so much."

"I love you so much."

"You know... you don't have to throw a big wedding to prove that. I'd be okay with just you, me, Judith, and Gabriel on that bridge."

"You don't want a big wedding?"

"No, I'm not saying that." She scooted around to fully face him. "I just mean... a destination wedding at the end of the world is something I never could have imagined. I feel lucky enough just getting to marry you."

Rick smiled. "No, if anyone's lucky it's me. I'll never understand how I got so lucky."

She looked at him amusededly and grabbed their soap, lathering him down generously. "Wait, what the hell are we suppose to wear?"

"Oh I got that covered, too. I spoke around to some of the woman and they're all gonna get together with their best dresses for you to choose from. Tomorrow at noon in the church."

"Woooow. Look at you.", she teased. "You really know what you're doing."

He laughed. "I'm just working with what I got."

"What about you, what will you wear? Got some sort of secret suit?"

Rick laughed again. "No. I've got a nice light blue button down. And some slacks. The theme is light blue."

"There's a theme?!"

"Well yeah. There's gotta be a theme."

Michonne grinned.

Rick took notice. "What is it? What's that smile?"

"I'm just... happy."

Rick's heart began to swell. That's all he ever wanted for her, to be happy and safe. It was all coming true for him. "Come here." He pulled her in for what was suppose to be a peck on the lips. Before he could stop himself he had her out of the tub and in his arms heading straight for the bed.

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"Rick, can I speak to you for a minute?"

Rick let out a sigh. He was much too busy lighting the obscene amount of candles all over the place. "Yeah... Eugene. What do you need?"

"It's about the music."

Rick paused to give Eugene a death stare. "I thought you told me you could handle it." He didn't mean to be short with him, but they had a very limited time frame and he was stressing to get things done on time.

"I can. I am. I will. But... I need to know what it is that you want to be played. I am not not a mind reader."

"Eugene, I don't know... just play easy-to-listen to stuff. Ask Rosita or someone."

"Are you doing a first dance?"

"Yes, definitely."

"Well don't you at least want to pick your first dance song?"

Rick set the lighter down. "Yeah."

"Follow me."

He followed as Eugene led him to the large table a few feet away from the bridge with a cd player and speakers on it. "So I took the liberty of finding a few albums for you to choose from."

"Okay"

"We've got the soundtrack album to Grease, a Kelly Clarkson album called All I Ever Wanted, one called Best of the Beach Boys, another call-"

"Eugene, I have to get back to decorating. Let me see." He grabbed the Grease CD off the table, turning it over to see the track list. A slight smile grew onto his face. "Number 3. That's our first dance." He handed the album to Eugene, quickly walking back to the bridge.

"Rick, it's time!" Rosita yelled out to him, stopping him in his tracks.

"Already?!" He looked at his watch. There was never enough time these days. "Shit." He knew he was probably sweating through his shirt at this point. Whether it was from the heat or from anxiety, he couldn't be sure.

[punsmaster69]

14/FEB/20XX

passing around to everyone his hand-made valentine's cards and heart-decorated goodie bags, papyrus hesitated almost unnoticeably while giving one to mettaton.

he also gave him a note, but i didn't ask what it said.

alphys and undyne came over earlier to pass around their stuff, but left pretty soon to go. y'know. have a valentine's date.

"Hey, Mom. Look!"

frisk raises one of those chalky heart candies. it reads, "GOAT".

"What a coincidence!"

"...Though, were those not supposed to contain compliments?"

"sounds like you 𝗮𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮 give your mom a slang lesson, kid."

flowey shot me a dirty look over the pun.

papyrus wasn't paying attention for once - too busy talking with mettaton.

"Calling someone 'the goat' is a compliment."

"What does it mean?"

"It's like saying someone is the greatest, basically."

"Then I think you are 'the goat', my child!"

not sure what the expression meant, but flowey definitely had... 𝙖 look on his face. somewhere between cringing and the general annoyance he's had for all of today increasing. frisk laughed a little and gave tori a hug.

irritated by the entire essence of valentine's day apparently, flowey's rage was sated mildly with candy.

——

mettaton whispered something to my brother, and then papyrus spat some random excuse to leave; jumping out one of the windows.

at least he opened it this time. (tori's been working with him on the breaking-windows thing.)

shortly after, mettaton quietly got up and left to go find him.

——

tori gave me a quiet smile.

i glanced at the time.

giving her a small nod, she rose from the couch.

"There is something I must do. I will be back later tonight. Please be good for Grillby."

grillby nodded like he agreed.

toriel stops by her room before leaving.

frisk and flowey argue about something, but i'm not paying much attention.

about thirty minutes go by.

i rise from my seat with a yawn.

"welp. it's gettin' late, and i'm having a 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 time keeping my sockets open. gonna make my way home before i crash on the couch here again. seeya, kiddos."

"you too, grillbs."

i fist bump with the remaining folks with fists to bump, and step out toriel's front door into my room.

"It's HEART to believe how much I love puns!" read the shirt i swapped my current one for. i grab the card and chocolate from the bottom drawer of my dresser.

a pretty magenta-ish sweater with a ribbon at the neck; heart shapes exposing the shoulders, and a light pink pleated skirt.

that's what the old lady waiting in my living room was wearing.

"Oh! It is the shirt I got you!"

"it's fitting for the occasion."

"And fitting you well, it seems."

i hand her the card and chocolate. i'm thankful that she laughs at the cheesy jokes i'd scribbled in there, but i can't shake my nerves still.

tori presents a small cake with a heart on top and a plastic rose.

"you're probably right to be giving me a fake one."

"I feared that a real one might not last long in your hands..."

as planned, me and her went to a small theme park with a few rides; just like the one we went to in september. this time though - the entire place was decorated in hearts and valentine's-ey imagery.

an employee stopped us at the entrance.

"Here's your couple discount bands! Today only."

toriel nodded and accepted the bracelets with a smile. she quietly put on on my wrist, and the other on hers.

𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘸𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴.

.....

but, she didn't. she only kept my hand warm in hers, squeezing it gently.

i didn't say anything either.

maybe she looked at me to see if i would, but i couldn't do a thing but move my gaze anywhere else.

maybe that was the wrong decision.

maybe it was stupid that i was excited about it.

maybe it's stupid that my soul is still beating so much thinking about it.

but damn am i one

𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙮 𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙤𝙩

right now.

fuck.

[sadnightforus]

THE FATED STARS (PJS) | SMAU

015 - SORRY (BUT I'LL DO IT AGAIN)

Park Jongseong harbors the biggest crush on one of the most popular girls on the campus, you. You, being dared by your friend group to tweet and made a boyfriend application, initially started out as a joke, thinking that no one would applied it. Upon the tweet going viral and many applications being sent in, he decided that he would shoot his shot, even if he doesn’t know a single shit about what is the sun, moon, rising in astronomy. 

WARNINGS: burned food, jay being silly

A/N: zero smau i'm sorry omfg

TAGLIST: @hoondiors @ariadores @who-tf-soddhi @erehkinnie30

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When you woke up this morning, you heard the birds chirping outside. You thought that it was gonna be a good day. 

 You weren’t too far off, but what exactly is your definition of a good day? 

 Well, to start it off, your roommate, Yeji, has made a meal for you. An actual meal for breakfast without burning the food or making it indigestible. Truly a blessed day that you don’t have to run out to the convenience store to eat a decent meal or either spend a penny to eat something that doesn’t taste like charcoal exploding in your mouth. 

 Second, you managed to catch a bus without rushing like most days. And your bluetooth earphones were fully charged which allows you to listen to Bladee and Mariah Carey as much as you want to without doing a mental calculation to see how much time you have left until your earphone runs out of power and shuts itself down. 

 You love life. You really do. 

 Third, you finally came 15 minutes earlier to your university without a sweat or feeling like you ran from a storm of humidity. It’s a good thing that you choose not to do heavier makeup like most days because otherwise, you think it’ll cake up half way into the lessons and you don’t want to run to the restroom to powder it up. 

 List of good things that happened today. 

 Your legs are working their ways there to the hall and you enjoy whatever that is playing in your earphone (You’re deeply embarrassed to say it’s Talk To Me Nice by Bladee). You only wear one side of the ear piece so you can also pay attention to the surroundings. You think it’s actually quite the downside of having an earphone that isn’t an airpod, but you don’t want to spend your money on an unreasonable pricey stuff just to hear people talk while you’re still wearing that piece when you can just easily remove it and it’ll give the same effect too. 

 Someone bolts really fast, runs like his life depends on it and you swear you could see the sweat trickling down his face. You smell a familiar scent and you look up to see if you’re right about the man who suddenly runs into you like a bull like this. He then stops in his tracks right in front of you, which startles a reaction out of you as you almost lose your balance with how he pants. And yes, you were right, it’s Jay.

 What does he want to tell you this early in the morning? For god’s sake, it’s like almost 8 am. 

 You don’t expect that you’ll meet him first thing in the morning (aside from your roommate Yeji who has become a face you accustomed to see), nor do you expect to run into him being all sweaty and looks like he’s on a self-inflicting punishment for his crimes. 

“Ha- ha- hey! Y/N!” He pants. “I- I’m sorry for calling you baby! It’s okay if you don’t want t-to keep seeing me anymore! I know I overstep my boundaries and act as if we’re dating and if you don’t want to talk to me after this, I understand!” 

 He panics, the little eyes being widened and the anxious gesture, he’s like an open book even if he seemingly always keeps his cool most of the time. You’re confused by his rambling of apologies, what- He apologizes for calling you baby before you guys are a thing?

 No guy has ever apologized for calling you baby before dating. And you remember dreading when you tell your friends about the horror stories of guys that just made you cringe to their every dialogue that escaped from their mouths.

 You don’t want to admit this one thing so early to yourself but maybe.. maybe your friends are right. 

 But you still need to make sure that he’s into you just as much as you’re willing to let yourself be into him too. 

“Jay, it’s okay, really.” You say with a smile tugging between your lips. “I’ll let it slide because…” you stop in your trance when you realize that you were about to say that you like how he calls you baby. 

“Because… I want to keep seeing you.” 

 Good excuse right there, is what you think to yourself. You want to keep being a tsundere just a tad bit longer to see how much he is willing to keep up with your shenanigans. 

 God, this sentence nearly made him lose all of his composure. And could probably melt a man who has even the slightest attraction to the opposite sex.

“Really?” He asks with a beaming glint in his gaze that holds so much hopefulness inside. And you finally realize something– you’ve never seen so much love radiating from someone’s eyes.

 You choose to only shyly nod as a response and he deems it as a good enough of an answer. Truthfully, you want to see how long it will be until you finally start admitting that you perhaps, feel something for him too. 

“It’s nearly time for my first lecture, I don’t really want to be late. And you should get going too. I guess I’ll see you soon?” You make an excuse to get out of there once you start feeling like your heart goes crazy with the way he looks at you like his only one. 

“Oh- yeah. I’ll see you around! Have a good day!” He stutters, in a daze as he watches you make a run for it before you completely disappear out of his sight. 

 The hall feels empty now and it allows him to sigh. He forces himself to go to his next lecture with thoughts flying around his head on what he should do next to be someone to you.

“Why do you look like that?” Heeseung questions, observing how Jay’s brows are knitted tightly together.

 They’re now in the apartment of Jay, three men are busying themselves in the kitchen as the place owner himself is cooking up some food as a promise to feed his friends if they don’t bother him when he was trying to apologize to you. The other 4 are playing video games in the living room, which is approximately just a whole 5 seconds walk from the place that creates the best kind of food (dearly presented by Park Jongseong, as Jake likes to say). 

“Like what?” Jay mumbles, not sparing his friends a glance with the way his focus is entirely on the food. 

“Like Y/N turned him down or something.” Sunghoon responds, before wincing in pain as Heeseung slaps his bicep. Jay’s face now contorts into an uncomfortable look, a look that screams that he is dejected and defeated by the weight of the world and that the light of hope has disappeared from his life. 

“OH MY GOD?!” Sunghoon yells out, which catches the attention of the gamers from 5 feet over.

“WHAT HAPPENED?” Jake yells, asking, as his eyes are glued to the screen.

“Y/N REJECTED HIM!”

“NO WAYYYYY!!!” Sunoo and Jungwon say it together at the same time and they all stand up to run to the kitchen to see the heartbroken man.

“I thought she liked you, no?” Riki asks, eyes overflowing with love as he looks at Jay’s cooking. He’s leaning against the counter, trying to pretend he cares but he really doesn’t. 

“She didn’t even reject me, but something worse.” He looks visibly down and the youngest kid of the group doesn’t have it in him to tease the elder today. They wait for him to say something as he continues. 

“She said she doesn’t mind when I call her baby because she wants to keep seeing me then she just bolted to her lecture, is that a girl code of saying if I fuck up one more time, she’s gonna disappear from my life?” 

 They all can blankly stare with the ‘Are you kidding me’ expression written on their faces. Especially Sunghoon who is the most displeased person out of this whole conversation. 

“Okay- WHAT????” Jake yells out, clearly shocked by the statement that leaves his friend’s mouth. 

“I think you’re overthinking it.” Heeseung comments before going back to chew on the baked cookies (Jay honestly forgot he has snacks until Heeseung randomly was able to find where he hid those). 

“I think she’s gaslighting you.” Sunoo opens his mouth to give Jay constant paranoia (as a hobby) and it seems to work as his shoulders that were once dropped start to tense up. 

“Oh shut up, Kim Seonwoo.” Jungwon retorts, taking pity on the older friend of theirs. He then goes back to bickering with Heeseung about the cookies, something about the older who needs to stop being greedy and give his share of those baked goods afterwards and Jay’s attention is not on their bickering but he almost let his friends’ words get into his head. 

“Haven’t you guys been texting enough time to see whether she likes you for real?” Riki raises a question and he earns a thumbs up with ‘You’re right’s from the group. He then reaches over to open the fridge to see if his hyung stores anything that he wants to eat (and much to his disappointment, it’s only groceries instead of something cool like ice cream and milk). 

“I just don’t want to start off on the wrong foot, like I shot my shot through Twitter dms and I’m so positive she knows that I’m so in love with her that it’s kinda weird from her perspective.” Jay sighs, feeling beaten down. He almost gives up on trying to have you when his friends keep throwing the ‘you’re a creep’ comments on a daily basis. 

“Wow, you’re really self aware.” Heeseung deadpans. Sunghoon leans in closer to face Jake as he says ‘open your mouth, ahh’ as he feeds him the fries that Jay made earlier. 

“…Please don’t do this to me right now.” Jay says, deadpans and anxious. 

 Why does liking someone require so much mental work? 

“You should be thanking the entities in heaven that she still talks to you after that whole ee-dé-rial compliment. I’m personally really embarrassed for you and I wasn’t even there.” Heeseung says, taking another bite of the cookie while Jungwon is on a strike to steal the last 2 cookies before his hyung can get them. Riki now joins Sunoo, Sunghoon and Jake to eat fries while they mumble a ‘hmmm, delicious’ to rub that in his face even more. 

“I think smartphones are the worst invention that Steve Jobs could’ve made.” Jay groans, eyes focusing on the way the food is overflowing its smell to the 6 people who are cramped up in his penthouse (a name deprived from Jungwon). 

“Actually, it’s Frank Canova. A little google search would’ve told you that.” Jake responds. 

“Shut up, physics nerd.” Sunghoon scoffs, choosing to not feed Jake and get the last bite of the fries himself. 

 Jay prepares the dishes for his little family (he likes to play house and pretend it so) and he takes off the apron that has been staying on the entire time he was cooking up something extraordinary as a celebration for his friends to not fucking up his chances with his crush. 

 The chaos quiets down as Jungwon voluntarily dropped his one sided beef with his hyung over cookies to devour the big meal that Jay prepares. At that moment, there was no sound coming out of their mouth except a little chewing and little laughter. While everybody keeps complimenting his cooking, his stomach almost churns with acid because of the unnecessary overthinking from his interaction with you earlier. 

“You just have to try harder to win her over.” Is what Heeseung says before he goes right back to go to the food war with 6 other people. 

“Yeah.” Sunoo agrees. “She already gave you the greenlight. Just don’t be stupid, that’s all.” 

“As long as you can prove to her you’re not an obsessive weirdo, you definitely have a shot. I’d date you in a heartbeat if I was a girl.” Sunghoon responds and Jake goes straight to ask “What stops you from doing that?” to which Sunghoon answers with “I just like girls.” with the most serious expression he can muster at the moment. 

“Wow, thanks guys for that advice.” He says, monotones dripping from his voice. 

“Um, by the way. Can I ask you something?” Heeseung asks, eyes penetrating straight into his as he scoots closer to the chef, ignoring the other presenting 5 people. 

“Sure.” He nods. 

“If you could go back in time, would you call her baby again?” 

“Yeah. I’ll do it all again.” 

 Then he smiles to himself as Heeseung quirk one of his eyebrows and slowly turns away from him. 

 Maybe it’s not that bad at all, he just has to keep pushing and be himself. 

 At least, that’s what the guys are hinting at. 

[cresent971]

The Korean media won't stop attacking people this needs to stop already if they continue this madness dangerous and severe consequences will happen to them I am getting really tired of the Korean media doing this stuff I don't even have the words to describe this nightmare anyways its always the Korean media causing trouble all the time I can't even speak the brutal and honest truth anymore without people on YouTube attacking me if they cannot handle the truth that i say then that's their problem not mines the Korean media needs to be investigated and other stuff I'm not happy at all if the Korean media cannot stop this madness they are gonna face more that they can handle not only what they are doing is wrong but it's severely illegal as well they are breaking multiple federal laws in south Korea and rules as well this will get them in severe trouble already all people want to hear is lies not today I'm here to tell the cold and honest and brutal truth about these situations I'm tired of being unable to speak about these things and not being able to say the brutal truth about stuff like that I'm putting my foot down i will not let anyone have me keep quiet because i speak the brutal and honest and cold hearted truth if the Korean media keeps up with this charade they are gonna face more that they can handle already it clearly seems like they can't keep themselves away from drama and trouble at all I'm getting tired of this already this is juvenile and immature and i thought other news outlets were more condescending than this nonsense this literally takes the cake right now I'm not happy anymore this has gotten out of hand already just because the Korean media think they can get away with a lot of stuff that isn't true let's face it if they continue this madness they will be facing dangerous and severe consequences already they are definitely pushing their luck right now this is not funny anymore I hope the Korean media gets their just desserts they need to be stopped immediately and taken to court I will not tolerate them attacking anyone in south Korea they will the severe and dangerous consequences if they continue to do this nonsense I'll be happy when that happens when pigs learn to fly which will never happen at all

[acosmicblizzard]

Not So Warm embrace (Christmas cafe 2022 submission)

Fandom: Food fantasy

Genre: Romantic Fluff

Pairings/Characters: B-52 x master attendant reader (Gender-neutral), Slight mentions of brownie

Prompt: Cuddling near a lit fireplace & Hot chocolate Warnings: Mentions of fire

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You shivered and sighed as you lit the fireplace and sat down on the couch, the fire beautifully lighting up the area around you. After a entire day of snowball fights, managing the restaurant, making deliveries, and making sure you didn't get snowed in you definitely needed this break. Even after work you somehow still had enough energy to have a snowball fight with the younger food souls. You feel it was all worth it though, you made sure almost all your food souls had the day off which was a challenge considering a very certain food soul wouldn't stop asking you if he could do anything to help you and that it was his duty as your butler. Some food souls were definitely easier to convince then others but you ended up getting the majority of them to take the day off and relax. Since Christmas was coming around you wanted them to get the chance to relax since the restaurant was gonna get more and more packed as the days up too Christmas came and there was a very little chance they'd get to relax if not now. Though one of the most sweet things of today was seeing B-52's reactions to human customs in the holidays. Because of his past of mostly being used as a fighting machine he never really got the chance to do really anything other then fight. But ever since he met napoleon cake and brownie and was soon summoned by you everything changed. You giggled as you recalled his confused face trying to find out meanings behind each tradition and trying to figure out why people do each thing. "Master attendant." Suddenly, you felt a large piece of fluffy cloth be put on your shoulders. Looking over, you saw B-52 standing there. "Your bodily temperature is lower then it should be, you must warm up before you start suffering from hypothermia." You nodded and wrapped the blanket around yourself. "I will go make some hot chocolate for you master attendant." The winged food soul soon disappeared into the kitchen as you wrapped the blanket fully around you. A smile came to your face as the warmth and fluffiness of the blanket took over your senses. A few minutes later and B-52 came back in holding a mug oh hot chocolate, "Be careful master attendant, it's still hot." You nodded as you grabbed the handle of the mug and took a slight sip too test the temperature. Though it was a little too hot you still drank some anyway, your throat burning at the sensation. B-52 seemed confused at your actions but stayed silent and stayed standing nearby. Soon an idea came to your mind, one of the quickest ways to warm up someone was to share body heat. You always had a special connection with B-52 and often wished to hold his hand or just generally be in his presence, so now would be the perfect time to suggest this. "B-52" You cleared your throat as you caught the food souls attention. "Would you mind cuddling with me? It would be a quick way to warm me up." B-52 stared at you as he processed your words and he quickly started shaking his head rapidly. "Master attendant- I'm metal, i would only make you colder." The food soul looked away, seemingly ashamed at the thought of making things harder for you.

"Aww c'mon B's, it'll be fine." B-52 hesitated, still weary of his actions. Worried he'd make your condition worse but still followed your orders. He slowly sat on the couch and moved towards you as you opened a side of the blanket to put over his shoulders. You soon leaned over and put your head on his shoulder, like he said, he was cold. No, cold isn't the right word. Freezing, would be a better word. You slightly shivered at the sensation but quickly got use to it, it wasn't likely you'd get a chance for something like this to happen in awhile. B-52's thoughts were messed up in his head, he was worried but for some reason... this felt nice. Being close to you felt nice, he didn't understand why thought. But if you're okay with it, he'll stay like this, for a little while longer.

[plushxsims]

Happy Born' Day again! Don't forget to drink lots of wine, and eat lots of pizza, and maybe eat some wings, and cake, alright sorry hahha *leaves awkwardly*

haha, ty ~!!!!! 

[jakekiszska]

playdate

pairing: eddie munson x female!reader

warnings: explicit sexual content, vaginal fingering, spitting, p in v intercourse, tiny bit of a master kink if you squint, spanking, praise kink. (reader and eddie are both 18+).

a/n: pls cut me some slack as a d&d 5e player. i tried my best to write as accurately to 1e & 2e as i could. :)

summary: you finally joined hellfire after months of your best friends begging… but you can’t keep your eyes off him the entire time.

if u see an error no u don’t. :)

word count: 2.9k

“shirt looks good on you.” eddie comments, winking as he passes you in the school hallway.

“thanks, perv.” you joke back, giving him a smirk. he blows you a quick kiss before facing the correct direction and walking down the hallway. you made the decision last week to start playing dungeons and dragons with eddie and his friends, so of course today you had to don your t-shirt.

you entered your final class and sat down, hardly able to focus. who really needed math anyway, right? you stared at the white board as the teacher lectured and wrote formulae down. you couldn’t stay focused, so you let your mind wander.

thinking of it, you probably did need math, especially for your dungeons and dragons game… you’d need to add or subtract your modifiers from your rolls, or add to your attacks… so maybe you’d better pay attention.

your teacher’s monotonous voice was hard to focus on, especially since she never faced the class. you took out your notebook and started scribbling tiny doodles in the corner of the page. a few ideas came to you for playing your character today, so you tried to jot them down as discreetly as you could, passing them off as notes.

you thanked all the deities you knew when the bell finally rang. you met eddie in the parking lot, standing by his van. he was chatting with his friend gareth, but quickly turned his attention to you as you approached.

“ready to go?” he asks, looking you up and down. you nod a quick yes and hop into the passenger seat of his van, throwing your stuff to the floorboard. the drive to your house was quick, but eddie stalled you before you could exit the van and head inside.

“what’s wrong?” he asks, looking over at you with a concerned look. normally you would’ve talked his ear off the whole ride over. you try to assure him that you’re fine.

“hey listen, y/n… you’ve been my best friend for like, i don’t know, six? eight years? i know when something is wrong. spill it.”

you finally turn your head and look at him. “i’m nervous to play tonight. what if i look stupid?”

“babe,” he says affectionately, making your stomach lurch, “we’re a bunch of dudes in high school playing a fantasy table-top roleplay. you’re definitely gonna look weird.” he says casually, a playful tone to his voice. you can’t help but laugh. “it’s gonna be okay. i’ll wait to bring your character into the game that way you can see how everyone else plays, okay?” he asks you, his tone comforting.

“okay, eds. okay. that works.” you say, running your hands down your jeans. you open the van door and hop out, strolling over to your porch. when your feet hit the bottom step, you hear eddie call after you. “pick ya up at 6:40!” he screeches, and then you hear the tires of his van screech too as he backs out of your driveway and drives away maniacally.

you grab yourself a snack from the kitchen once you make it inside, a few strawberries your mom had left over from some cake she decorated.

you take them up to your room and set the plate on your bedside table before grabbing out your books and starting on your homework. stupid math.

you work through as many problems as you can before you can feel your eyelids starting to droop. you close your book and slide it back in your back before taking your plate of strawberry stems to the kitchen and dumping them. you quickly wash the plate and head back to your room, anxiously awaiting your evening.

for the remainder of the time you’re waiting for eddie you clean your room up and then decide to take a quick shower. you tie your hair up in a scrunchie to avoid wetting it and you quickly go through your routine. once you’re out you decide instead of wearing your jeans again that you’ll slip on a black skirt that sits just above your knee, and your hellfire shirt.

finally, 6:40 approaches, and just as he promised eddie is in your driveway at that exact moment. you grab your notebook and a pen along with the dice set he gave you and run out to meet him.

you hop in the van and your nerves return, but you try to play it cool. you make it to the school and you’re let in by some of the faculty who have to facilitate after school gatherings, but eddie assures you none of them ever sit in on the sessions.

he gets all of his stuff laid out and puts up his dm screen before sitting down on this throne-like chair. you try not to stare at him, but the way he’s sitting so relaxedly with his legs spread open is making you squirm.

you’d always thought eddie was attractive, but something about him being in his element like this was really tempting to you, and you figured that’s why you were so nervous to play.

all of his friends start pouring into the room and taking their places and eddie has to quiet them down a few times before he can begin.

“y/n won’t be playing immediately, but if you don’t mind would you tell us your characters race and class please?” he asks you, his tone a lot softer than what he uses for the boys.

“um, my character is a hobbit and my class is cleric.” you say nervously, staring at the table.

“a hobbit, huh?” eddie teases. “that’s accurate.”

you can hear his friends dustin and mike laughing insanely loud at his jest. “shove it, henderson.” you say, finally scanning the room. “you’re about 4’6, yeah?” you joke.

the rest of the room laughs at your joke and after a minute more of teasing you get right into the game. eddie was able to work your character in as someone the party met at some stables, and they figured they’d need your spellcasting abilities to help them in battle.

the session goes on for a while and you’re really having a lot of fun, but you can’t take your eyes off of eddie. his facial expressions, his tone of voice, all the gestures he makes towards the party. he’s so immersed and it’s driving you a little crazy. seeing him so passionate is nothing less than hot to you.

it’s time to wrap the game up and you’re just finishing your battle when it’s dustin’s turn to roll for attack. he just makes it and the room erupts, cheering that he finally slayed the beast you’d been fighting.

“congratulations, henderson. describe the killing blow.” eddie beams. dustin goes on to describe some disgustingly gruesome scene and you continue to stare at eddie until he catches your eye, to which you finally look away. when dustin is done talking everyone clears out, leaving you and eddie alone to pick up so he can take you home.

“you did so well tonight! i was so proud of you!” he beams, reaching out to ruffle your hair. his praise makes your body stiffen.

“something wrong?” he asks, walking up behind you and placing his chin on your shoulder. you’re not sure if you can make words but you try to force them out anyway. “um, no eds. i-i’m fine!” you manage, shuffling away from him. his hand catches your hip and spins you around to face him.

“really? you seemed to be staring at me the whole game. have i upset you?” he ponders, leaning in so his breath fans your face. it smells slightly smoky and slightly like mint, and you’re dizzy for a moment.

you assure him he hadn’t, and once again you try to move away, but his grip tightens. “well, i’m really proud of you.” he reiterates, watching you squirm under his gaze. you can almost feel your cheeks flush and your pupils dilate.

he leans in even closer, speaking into your ear. “do you like when i tell you how good you are?” he asks, his voice a bit lower, a tinge raspier.

“oh fuck off, eddie.” you choke out, pushing a hand against his chest.

“is that any way to talk to your dungeon master?”

he pulls away from your face slightly and tilts up your chin with his pointer finger. “my apologies master,” you tease sarcastically, “forgive me?”

this time it’s your turn to taunt him, so you push your hand up his chest and wrap it around the back of his throat, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. he takes a step closer to you and you shudder when you realize just how close he is to you.

“that’s a pretty little skirt you have on.” he whispers. your whole body shudders. “eddie..” you whine, tugging at his hair lightly.

“hmmm.. what is it baby?” he leans in so your noses are touching. “please eddie, kiss me.” you beg, your voice an octave higher than usual. he places his left hand on your other hip before finally closing the gap between your lips.

you aren’t expecting his lips to be so soft. you also aren’t expecting to feel so drunk off his kiss immediately. it’s experimental, but it quickens. he swipes his tongue along your bottom lip and you part your lips for him. he slides his tongue into your mouth and he moans as he feels you suck on it gently.

his hands have made their way around your backside and he slips one past your skirt, keeping it still until he can gauge your reaction. when you don’t stop him, he grabs a handful of your ass before lifting you up and placing you on the nearby table. you whine into his kiss and he presses himself between your legs.

you kiss each other hungrily for what feels like hours until you finally pull away. “hey, let’s get outta here.” you propose, and he nods, moving away so you can grab all of his stuff. his expression takes on that of a lost puppy.

you grab him by the arm and he looks over at you, so you reassure him. “eds, i didn’t wanna stop… i just don’t really wanna fuck in the school after hours.”

“f-fuck,” he stammers, “you wanna.. we’re gonna.. oh my god we’re gonna fuck?”

you shake your head yes at him. “if you want to… let’s go back to your place?” you ask. “hell yeah. hell yes we are going to my place!” he says ecstatically. you grab up all of his stuff and practically race out to his van. he gets you back to his uncle's place in record time and you go in quickly, headed for his room.

once you’re in you waste no time in reconnecting your lips to his. he disconnects to pull his shirt over his head and you moan when you can see all of his tattoos. you lightly scrape your nails over them before reaching behind you and unzipping your skirt, letting it fall to the floor.

“cute panties.” he says smugly, and you slap his arm. you made sure to wear one of your favorite pairs, baby blue and cotton with a pink heart on the front. he sits back on his bed against the headboard and you crawl into his lap, leaning down to kiss his neck. his hands find your hips and he moans as you lick a stripe just below his ear, biting it seconds after.

“kiss me again.” he says, his raspy tone going straight to your core. you connect your lips with his and soon after your tongues are meeting, sliding against each other as you makeout hungrily. your hips start grinding involuntarily but he uses his grip on your hips to help you. you can feel your cheeks flush.

“no need to be embarrassed baby,” he says, almost reading your mind, “if it feels good, then do it. feel how hard i am?”

and you could. you could tell he was straining as you continued to grind your now soaked panties across his lap. after a few more minutes you’re mewling and whining loudly, then you finally beg him to touch you.

“what do you want?” he asks lowly, hands palming at your ass. “want you to touch me, eddie. please.” you whine, arching into him. he slides you off his lap and pushes you down onto the bed so that your back is arched, in a face down ass up position.

“okay, princess,” he teases, rubbing your left thigh softly, “but first you need a punishment for how you talked to me earlier. remember that?”

you let out a deep whine as you feel him grab your panties and rip them down your legs. you clench as you feel the cool air hit your core. “just one, okay? that’s all.” he says, massaging your ass. a second later his hand is gone, and is quickly replaced again with a loud crack. you could feel the cool metal of his rings stinging against your ass sharply. seconds later he leans in to kiss the spot, a gesture to make sure you’re okay.

when he can tell you’re fine he rolls you over onto your back and slides your panties off your legs completely, tossing them to the floor. he pushes your thighs apart and stares down at you, fully exposed for him.

“fuck.” he groans, taking all of you in. “you have the prettiest pussy i’ve ever seen.”

you blush at his comment and throw your arm over your face to hide it. you feel him run two fingers along your slit to gather some of your slick before dipping them into you. he leans down and spits on your clit before his thumb from his other hand rubs tight circles into it. your back arches and you begin to work your hips in time with his hands.

“fuck yeah, baby. fuck yourself on my hands. that’s my good girl.”

my good girl. you shudder again.

“eddie, i’m close!” you warn, his fingers curling inside of you and working your g-spot deliciously. “come on then, lemme see that little pussy cum for me.” he commands, and you’re teetering over the edge. it’d been a while since you came that hard, and eddie wears a proud smirk as he watches your legs shake with aftershocks.

he stands from the bed and you look him up and down, eagerly watching as he unclasps the handcuffs on his belt. his zipper is down soon after and then he’s shuffling out of his jeans, not leaving you much to the imagination. your mouth waters as you see the outline in his briefs - and he is big.

you didn’t notice your mouth hanging open. he sheds his underwear before crawling over you and you admire how tidy his pubic hair is kept… and then you wonder if that’s weird. you won’t say anything.

he positions himself between your legs and leans down to kiss your neck, whispering to you teasingly. “what’s wrong, worried it won’t fit?”

“i don’t care. i want it.” you assure him, and he slides his tip through your folds quickly before pressing his cock inside of you finally. you take it slowly, inch by inch, until he’s bottomed out.

tears prick at the corners of your eyes because of the stretch, but he wipes them away sweetly. “it’s okay, we’re gonna take our time.” he promises, and you lightly tug at his hair. “you can move, please move.”

he pulls his hips back slowly before rutting into you again, working at a slow but delicious pace. “fuck eds, that f-feels so fucking good.” you whine, your hands still tugging at his hair. each time you pull on his hair it spurs him to go faster, and soon he’s pounding into you so hard that you barely recognize the voice coming from your throat.

his fingers dig into your hips and you know the indentions from his rings will leave bruises for you to admire for days. he’s letting out soft moans above you and if he hadn’t been speaking to you so filthy this entire time they’d almost warm your heart.

“i’m not gonna last.” he warns you, his hips snapping into yours quickly. you reach your hand down between your bodies and start to rub your clit, to which he lets out a filthy whine.

“cum for me, baby. let me feel it. cum for me again.” he coaxes, his breathing laboured. a few seconds later you feel the band snap again and your body arches upward as your second orgasm hits you, the sensation washing over you and making you lose vision for a second.

seconds later he pulls out and finishes himself off in his hand.

“holy shit. you’ve been keeping that from me?” he laughs, wiping his hand with some article of clothing he found on the floor. “you could’ve had it if you’d asked.” you tell him, being completely honest.

he walks back over to you and leans down to place a gentle kiss to your forehead. when he pulls back a playful smirk tugs at his lips. “well in that case, do you wanna fuck?”

you grab a pillow from his bed and smack him with it before he lunges at you, pressing kisses into your neck and softly tickling your sides. “i think i really like this, eds.”

“me too.” he assures you, laying down and pulling you onto his chest.

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[scarlettriot]

Alone With You

Pairing: Bakugo X f!Reader

Summary: Bakugo makes plans on his birthday for the very first time and doesn't invite any of his friends along... so you guys follow him.

Warnings: SMUT | Minors & Ageless Blogs DNI, Mentions of someone dying (non canon character)

Contains: Fluff, Some Hurt/Comfort, Reader Has A Stealth Quirk, Sex Outdoors, Oral (m & f receiving) Unprotected Sex (stay safe folks) Honestly, this is pretty fucking tame... Nicknames Used: Baby, Baby Girl, Little Slut, Princess. I think this is all…

A/N: I decided to write this today for the birthday boy. It's pretty rough and definitely not my best work by ANY means but, it's something and I hope you all enjoy it.

W/C: 4,810

April 20th

You had always found it odd that your friend Bakugo never wanted to do a single thing for his birthday. Everyone else in your little group of friends did. You’d gather for cake and dinner or to watch movies at the very least. Sometimes you’d go on a day trip with the lot of them and Bakugo would usually participate, granted, it was begrudgingly but that was better than not showing up at all. 

Still, in all the years you’ve known the guy, he’d always aggressively insisted he never wanted to do anything on his birthday. He didn’t want to go anywhere, he didn’t want to do anything. Kirishima always tried something every single year, leaving a cupcake on his desk, or a balloon tied to the mirror of his car. Bakugo never said a word about any of it so the redhead assumed he didn’t mind at least. But, that was all the more any of you were able to get away with, small acts of kindness done in secret. 

So, this year, on April 03rd, a notification popped up on your group's work calendar:

April 19-22nd: K. Bakugo OFF

Mina and Kirishima were both at your office door nearly a minute after the notification was received. Both with phones in hand. “Didya see it!” 

The next week was followed by constant badgering. Doing anything and everything you guys could think of to get the blonde to spill what he was doing. 

“You’ve gotta go talk to him, Y/N. He’ll totally break if you ask.” But, Bakugo didn’t break. He didn’t even bend or move at all. 

“Just got some stuff I wanna do.” He told you on patrol when you finally got up the courage to ask him about it. “My birthday’s got nothing to do with it. Dunno why you guys gotta be so fuckin’ nosy.” 

“‘Cause you never let us do anything to celebrate for you! We’re your friends, Katsuki! This is what friends do. We wanna spend the day with you and get you things,” You tried to explain everything as best you could, hoped you could make him understand but he only scoffed and shrugged off the subject. 

“He’s not gonna budge, guys, sorry.” 

Mina patted your back. “You did what you could, thanks for trying.” 

“Got stuff he wants to do…” Denki reiterated what you’d relayed and then took a hearty swig of his beer, “You guys think he’s finally got someone? Like, maybe he’s sneaking off for a little romantic birthday trip with them.” 

Kirishima was the only one who noticed the bit of sadness flicker across your face. He knew about your crush, more accurately, he’s known about your crush on your mutual friend for about as long as you had it. Lucky for you though, he kept it to himself, and it gave you someone to talk to about it with.

You never told Bakugo how you felt, you didn’t see the point. From the time you were teens he boasted about how he felt romance and significant others were just distractions he didn’t need. 

And ever since then, he’s seemed to hold up that belief. You’ve never known him to have someone special in his life. Sure, he’d had the occasional one night stand to blow off steam but no one actually stuck around. So, the thought of him finding someone worth being distracted for left the smallest pit in your chest. 

“I don’t think that’s it. He’s not sentimental enough to want to do something on the day of like that.” Kirishima tried to rationalize in hopes of making you feel better but Denki was sticking to his guns. 

“But, maybe his new person is! Maybe they’re changing him!” Somehow that made you feel even worse. 

“Why don’t we just follow him?” Kyoka suggested. “Like, we start on the 18th after work, wait by his house and see what he does.” 

Sero nodded thoughtfully, “We’re gonna have to be ready for anything though. Who knows what he’s got planned.” 

“Or what we could find.” Denki grinned. 

And so the plan was set. All of you had a feeling he wouldn’t be doing anything after work on the 18th. It would be too late but still, you and Kirishima took the first watch. Sitting in his jeep with the lights off down the street from Bakugo’s apartment.

Armed with snacks and good music, you kept each other awake until about two in the morning when he told you to get some rest. Getting off the night shift meant he would have no trouble keeping watch on his own for a couple of hours. 

“Y/N… Y/N wake up!” Kirishima was shaking your arm until you jolted awake in his passenger's seat. He had a finger pressed to his lips so you’d stay quiet but then he whispered, “Look.” 

You followed his line of sight and saw your blonde friend walking down the street with a bag slung over his shoulder, a large bag. He had a ball cap over his head and sunglasses on even though daylight was barely painting the sky. 

“Guess it’s a good thing we already packed.” Kirishima chuckled and put it in drive the second Bakugo turned the corner. 

You texted the others to let them know the plan was in motion. Sending your location for them to track and meet you guys when they could. 

“Can I have the snack bag?” Kiri yawned, “And one of those ice coffees.” 

You chuckled and placed the bag of snacks in his lap while you reached back into the cooler for the supply of coffee. You’d been driving for over three hours and knew Kiri was getting to his limit. He’d need at least a nap soon. 

You twisted off the top and handed him the coffee after he ripped open a granola bar. “Next rest stop pull off and I’ll drive for a while.” 

“Don’t wanna lose him though.” 

“It’ll take us two minutes to switch. I think I can make that up just fine.” 

Finally, he relented, and another hour later, you were behind the wheel with a full tank of gas and Kiri snoring from the passenger's side. 

It took you another ten miles to spot Bakugo’s taillights again and from there, you just kept following. Putting a couple cars in between you or hanging back when needed. You didn’t need to worry about him exiting anytime soon, there was no place to go. 

Civilization was gone a few hours ago, you were heading up near the mountains now and were suddenly thankful for the tents and sleeping bags Momo suggested you bring, just in case. 

The others were about an hour behind you and Kiri, trying to make up time where they could. A few extra minutes were shaved off when Bakugo had to stop to refuel but after that, he was right back on the road. 

There had to be something out here of interest to Bakugo, maybe a trail he really liked. But, you couldn’t figure out why he wanted to actually schedule time off to come out here? He had plenty of days off in succession. He could have come out here on any of those days but he specifically requested time off over his birthday… even though he told you to your face his birthday had nothing to do with it. 

Your fingers drummed against the stirring wheel absentmindedly while you tried thinking but, eventually, you gave up. You’d figure it out eventually and there was no use racking your brain trying to figure it out when you could be quietly singing along to the radio. 

It was after noon by the time Bakugo finally took an exit and after many more miles, narrow mountain roads, and a few steep climbs, you finally saw the little parking area he pulled off in. 

“I’ll drop you off,” Kiri suggested it’d be easier for you and your stealth quirk to follow him alone for now. “Text me updates and I’ll let you know when the others get here. If you lose reception, We'll all meet at the summit.” 

You quickly got out of the car, snatched a bottle of water and your backpack, and jogged up the path while Kirishima drove off. Bakugo was still unloading things from his car, arranging the pack he’d brought before throwing the whole thing onto his back and setting out for the trail on his right. You text the info to Kiri and then took off. 

The trail wasn’t easy by any means. It didn’t seem well taken care of, many parts of it were overgrown or rocks had crumbled leaving a part seemingly impassable but Bakugo just had to clear his own way. You watched as he effortlessly navigated his way through a part of the trail that would have had you simply turning around.

It seemed to be the end of it but Bakugo knew right where to go taking a slender dirt path and trekking on. You sent a picture of the area to Kiri so it would be easier for them to follow even though they just started the hike that you’d been on for about two hours now. 

All things considered, you were doing a good job at keeping up with Bakugo and maintaining your quirk. Occasionally seeing the little glimmer of it surrounding his eyes when he turned his head so he would look right through you. Just seeing the manufactured illusion you wanted him to. 

But, your luck was bound to run out eventually. One misplaced step and your shoe was now in the clutches of a series of gnarled roots courtesy of the ancient-looking trees that made up this part of the hike. It took you just a little too long to pull free without hurting your ankle, giving Bakugo enough time to get far enough ahead, effectively losing you. 

Shit. You muttered to yourself while jogging ahead. Trying to be more careful than before but it was hard to watch your step and figure out which direction the blonde had gone. After thirty minutes had ticked by with no luck, you shot a message to the group letting them know what happened and where you were. 

Sharky: No worries! Kyo’s gonna start listening for him. Let you know if we find anything. 

Then he texted you some coordinates,

Sharky: Meet here. It’s a clearing near the peek.

Feeling defeated you shot a text back saying that you understood. But, with Bakugo gone and no one else around, you decided a quick break wouldn’t hurt. It’d be another two hours to the top, you imagined, assuming you kept the same pace as before, and that meant you needed to get something in your stomach, and this place was as good as any for a little late lunch. 

You were the first to make it to the clearing that Kirishima had sent you. Feet sore from the climb but the view was breathtaking. A lush valley sprawling out below you, clear blue skies high overhead. It was so damn peaceful. You might not have been with him but you could see why Bakugo picked this place to come to. 

Sometime later the rest of your friends arrived. Kaminari being carried on Sero’s back. “What the hell happened!?” 

“Stupid rocks…” He grumbled and you could see the purplish hue to his ankle.

“Fell. Twisted it. Wanna try and get the swelling down before I tape it up but the ice in the cooler is damn near melted.” Sero explained more fully. 

“I passed a steam on my way up here.” You remembered the shallow, trickling water. “It’s not ice but the cool water might help.” 

Sero agreed that wasn’t a bad idea. “Kiri, can you carry him this time?” 

So, half of you split off to go to the stream, the rest stayed to set up camp for the approaching evening. Kyoka brought out some of the supplies Momo had insisted she pack, including a small grill that was going to be put to use very soon. Tents were constructed, and sleeping bags rolled out. 

It wasn’t perfect by any means, but it would do, all the basic needs met. 

“Heard anything?” You asked Kyoka who had her jacks tapped into the ground every couple of minutes, but she just shook her head.

“Just the usual wildlife and no, not a spiky blonde hedgehog around.” 

“I just don’t see where else he could have gone. This is the most logical place to set up!” Mina already was going around setting up the lanterns each of you brought. 

None of you had a good answer for where Bakugo could have gone off to. But, by the way he was walking, he’d been here before, enough times to know the tricks of the terrain, so, he probably knew places that weren’t easily accessed. Far away from any normal crowd where he could be alone… just like he preferred. 

Dinner came and went. Sun now hanging low in the sky. The six of you sitting around a fire, winding down from the long day under the painted sky. 

“Wanna break out those beers you brought?” Sero asked and Kiri was already up to grab them. There weren’t many they could comfortably bring but it was enough for everyone to enjoy themselves. 

Kiri bumped his shoulder against yours when the others were distracted, playing some card game Kaminari was explaining. “‘M sorry we didn’t find him.” 

“‘M sorry I lost him.” 

“Ya did better than I would've.” He gave you a crooked smile, and held the neck of his beer out, “To next year.” 

You laughed but echoed the statement, resting your head on his shoulder and listening to the banter of your friends. Mina insisted that Kaminari was just making up the rules as he went. 

In the dirt beside you, your phone buzzed. 

The Hedgehog: Meet me. Just you. The Hedgehog: Please. 

And below he’d sent his location. 

“What’s up?” Kiri asked noticing you still looking down at your phone with a stunned expression. 

“Oh, it was just an email. Something I ordered was delayed.” Playing it off and sticking your phone back in your pocket. “I think I’m going to head back to that stream and just wash the day off before it gets too dark out.” 

He wouldn’t offer to go with you and invade your privacy, Kirishima was too much a gentleman for that. “Take a lantern with ya, and holler if you need anything at all.” 

“I will, promise.” You smiled and kissed the top of his head.

With a towel over your arm, the small toiletries bag you packed in one hand and a lantern in the other. You headed off in the direction of the stream, noticing Bakugo’s location was off that way too. 

You had to walk along the waterway to find it actually, down the bank, mud squishing between your shoes until you noticed the sound of water growing louder, eventually trickling down over the side of a cliff making a little waterfall, catching the last drops of sunlight as the water went over.  

This didn’t make sense though. You double-checked the location he’d sent you and, sure enough, you were in the right place but Bakugo was nowhere to be found. The mud squished under your shoes as you turned around, expecting to find something you were obviously missing, waiting for Bakugo to walk out from behind a tree but he wasn’t there. 

“Bakugo!” You called his name, mostly out of frustration but there was also curiosity there. 

You waited a second, giving him time to respond, but only the sounds of the forest called back to you. “Forget it…” He could spend his damn birthday alone if he wanted to. 

“Giving up that easy?” Spinning around in the direction of his voice, expecting to see him standing right behind you, but no one was there, and your nerves started to get the better of you.

“This isn’t fucking funny!” 

“Really? I kinda think it is.” 

“Jackass.” 

“Should you really be calling me names like that? It is my birthday after all.” 

“Since when do you care about your birthday? And you’ve got a couple more hours, I am well within my right to call you a jackass, jackass! Now, where are you!” 

“Look to your left.” You did, “See those two white stones? Walk between ‘em.” There was barely a path between them. It dropped down and then immediately led to a walkway cut into the very side of the rock and going down along the face of it. “Little further,” He coxed, until you were in the mouth of a cave, the waterfall still cascading down in front of it and Bakugo leaning against the far wall, “Found me.” 

You looked around and saw the little set up he’d made for himself and quickly realized this wasn’t someplace he’d found on accident, no, this was somewhere Bakugo spent a lot of time.

You noticed climbing equipment and a plastic table that he definitely hadn’t been carrying on him. Not to mention a light system he had hooked into the walls and roof of the cave. “I rigged it so it,” He pointed to the unlit lights in the ceiling, “It’s pressure-sensitive. Someone or something stands above me, I know about it.” 

That would keep anyone or anything from sneaking up on him. “Smart.” 

“When aren’t I?” 

“How’d you know we were here?” 

He sat down with his legs hanging over the edge. “You’re kidding’ me right? Kirishima drives a bright red jeep with his fuckin’ logo on the hood. Knew you guys were following me since I had to get gas… little pissed it took me that long to realize it.” 

You took a seat next to him, maintaining a bit of distance. “Why’d you want me to come alone?” 

“Full of fucking questions, aren’tcha?” He rolled his eyes but still answered, “I wanted only you ‘cause I know if I ask you not to make a big deal outta something, ya won’t.” He looked out into the valley, the evening glow setting his eyes ablaze. “When I was 13 my grandfather died on my birthday. I know it was a fuckin’ long ass time ago, but, I just don’t like being around family on the day anymore, that includes you idiots.” 

“Katsuki… I didn’t know—“ 

“None of you do! I don’t want the pity! I just wanna deal with the day how I want to. If I wanna do something to remember the guy, I can. If I just wanna sit and be alone with my thoughts, I wanna be able to do that too."

You stayed quiet and just let him keep talking. “I mean it when I said I what I was doin’ had nothing to do with my birthday. There’s a meteor shower tonight, just so happens to also be on the day I was born… and the day he died. I wanted to see it. So, I took the time off and came out here. Figured I’d still get to be alone until you idiots showed up.” 

There was the reason you didn’t understand. It really had nothing to do with his birthday. But, if he wanted to enjoy the event in solitude, you could respect that. You could go back to the others and pretend like you never saw him, enjoy the shower with all of them. 

You nodded that you understood after a couple moments passed, he trusted you not to make a big deal out of this and you wouldn’t. With your towel over your arm again, you stood, but before you could walk anywhere though Bakugo rose too. His hand grabbing yours, “You can stay, I just don’t wanna talk about it.” 

“I thought you wanted to be alone though.” 

“Maybe the idea of being alone with you doesn’t sound so bad.” 

You held his unreadable gaze with your hand still in his, pulse racing a little faster at how close he was. “Alright. We won’t talk about it then. What would you like to do instead?” 

He brought his other hand up, hooking a finger under your chin to bring you that much to him and your breath caught in your throat just before his lips met yours. They molded perfectly against yours, so much softer than you imagined them to be. 

The towel fell to the floor when you wrapped your arm around his neck, his arms going around your waist, the both of you tilting your heads, hurriedly giving more of yourselves to the other. Your tongue had ended up in his mouth and he welcomed it with his own. Dancing together, fingers digging into your hips keeping you as close as he possibly could. 

Eventually, air was necessary, and you both broke apart desperate for it. “That,” He panted when your foreheads rested together, “I’d like to keep doing that.”

You nodded up to him, hands cupping his face and kissing him quickly. “Fine with me, we can keep doin’ this as long as you like.” 

His laugh was honest, one that you didn’t get a chance to hear too often. He stooped down and lifted you in his arms. “Think you can keep up?” 

“Is that a challenge?” 

Bakugo nipped at your lip with a grin getting another kiss. “Damn right it is.” 

For an air mattress on the floor of a cave, covered with only a couple sleeping bags, you guys found a way to make it work. It was a hurried rush of clothes flying off, eager to get to one another, but whatever Bakugo was willing to give, you were happy to take. And there was a lot he was willing to give.

He'd already cum down your throat once but you just swallowed the load and looked up at him with big, doe-like eyes, "Can I have another?" That got you tossed on your back while he roughly fucked himself into your mouth for a second time. Watching the prettiest tears roll down your cheeks, hearing your choked cries echo off the stone walls. And then he insisted it was your turn. 

Laying on his back with you on top of him even though you told him a handful of times it wasn't necessary.

“’S my fuckin’ birthday and this cunt is really all I want, so, sit.” 

He tugged at your thighs pulling your core right onto his tongue, feasting like he’d gone for days without a meal. You were tipping forward, hot hands pressed to cold stone for balance, hips grinding against his face so his nose caught your clit each time. 

“That’s it, baby girl, fuck yes,” You could feel his praise rumble through you. Tightening that cord in your stomach. “Gimme it, want my present, you little fuckin’ slut.” 

“Stop fuckin’ talkin’ and— damn, I will,” 

That laugh vibrated your core and Bakugo didn’t let you up again until your orgasm ran down his face. “You taste fuckin’ amazing.” He hummed, licking his lips as if he wanted to go back for more. 

But, you lacked the patience for that. “Need to feel you.” You mumbled, head still foggy from your release, your fingers wrapped around his thick cock. “Need you in me.” 

“Need me?” He mocked with a cat like grin and flipped you on your back. “You need me, huh?” 

You squirmed under him, jumping each time he ran his tip between your soaked folds, “This filthy fuckin’ cunt needs my cock?” You had your eyes closed, nodding your head over and over while your hips tried chasing him, needing him to split you apart already. “How bad do you need it?” 

Even with your eyes screwed shut you knew he was grinning like a damn cat, loving the way he had you right now, practically at his mercy. 

“Really, really, bad. Wan’ it ’s bad, Katsuki! Wanted it f’so long.” 

He dipped his head so he could kiss along your jaw right up to your ear. “That so, Princess?” The moan you released nearly drowned out his grunt when his tip glided into you. “Wanted ya f’while too,” He admitted stuffing you with several more inches. “My favorite fuckin’ distraction— so damn tight!” 

His teeth gritted while he buried the last of himself inside you. 

A gentle hand brushed the hair away from your forehead while you got used to his size. A smile settled on your face as the sting subsided, your fingers tracing the lines of his cheekbones. “What happened to you not needing distractions?” 

“I was a dumb teenager when I said that.” 

“What are you now then? A dumb adult?” 

He laughed and his cock twitched inside of you causing you to rock your hips against him. “Somethin’ like that, yeah. But, I’m a dumb adult who knows what he wants now.” He retracted his hips making your walls flutter in his absence. “I know what I need now. What distractions are worth it.” He swallowed your moan with a kiss when he slid back into you. “You’re more than worth it.” 

“Then show me.” You smirked with lidded eyes, loving the way he felt inside of you like this, the weight of him on top of you. 

Your smirk was matched with one of his own, “That a challenge, princess?” 

His hips snapped back into you when you tried to speak, effectively cutting off your retort. “What was that?” Again your mouth opened and he cut you off, this time thrusting into you with no reprieve. Not even letting up when you were crying out about how you were going to cum again. 

All that got you was rough fingers against your clit, moving like he knew exactly what you needed, “Cum on my cock then. Wanna feel you come undone f’me.” Rutting his hips against yours so he’d hit your sweet spot time and time again and he knew when he had you, the moment your pretty little mouth hung open for him, hips bucking up into him. 

“That’s it, baby, keep goin’.” The way you were clenching around him, he knew he wasn’t gonna last too much longer. But still, he bent your knees up to your chest and pressed his cock as deep as he could go. “Just a little more. Gimme just a little more. Oh fuck—!” 

He was spilling himself into you, hanging onto the fat of your hips, pushing the load further into you to give you everything he had left. The both of you ended up panting and breathless, lying shoulder to shoulder on the mattress. 

Inky blackness had finally taken over the sky, moon glow replacing sunlight. “Here ya go.” Bakugo handed you a mug, warmed thanks to his quirk, and sat with you at the cave’s mouth.

You'd both got back into your clothes shortly after everything happened not wanting to miss the nights events. Bakugo sat right behind you, his on either side while you leaned back against his chest listening to the rush of the wind through the trees and the water as it fell from above. 

“When’s the shower supposed to start?” 

“Anytime now. ’Supposed to be really good around midnight though.” Right on his birthday, but you didn’t say that out loud. “Tomorrow night it’ll keep going but it's not gonna be as clear of a night tomorrow.” 

Sipping on the warm drink, you linked your hand with his and not saying another word. Finding comfort in being alone with him. 

At least, alone until voices could be heard. 

“Oh shit…” 

“What?” 

“I told them I was just gonna go wash off in the stream and then I never came back.” 

“Y/N! Please don’t be dead!” Sero called out. 

“Y/N! Where are you!” Kiri this time. 

“C’mon!” In an instant, Bakugo was pulling you to your feet. Shoving a few things into his pack and leaving the rest. “Don’t want anyone else knowing about this place.” When you had your stuff in hand, he led the way along the far side of the cave, another pathway you hadn’t known existed. 

He kept ahold of you hand once you’d climbed back up. This time on the opposite side of the stream. 

Mina was the first voice you heard. “Guys, look! A shooting star!” Sure enough, the shower had begun, but Kiri shouted for her not to get distracted. 

“Shut it! I hear something!” Kyoka told the group.

“You can go back,” You hurried to tell Bakugo, “I won’t tell ‘em I saw you.” 

Under the light of the moon and the dazzling falling stars, he squeezed your hand tighter and you saw him smile, “But, I don’t wanna spend my birthday alone.” 

[lawscorazon]

𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐟𝐭. 𝐠. 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮

minors do not interact.┊2.4k words

it’s a shitty thing, isn’t it? wanting to fuck your best friend’s older sister? but gojo had his eyes on you, and once he locked his eyes on a target, it was almost a certain victory.

pairing: gojo satoru x femme!reader (she/her)

content warning: older sister!reader (early twenties), gojo (19), brief mention of gore and video game violence, cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, squirting, cum eating, public sex, a little brat tame-y tbh

part 1. part 2.

“shit!”

gojo cursed to himself, having once again been eaten by zombies.

“ugh, screw this. i’m gonna go get a snack,“ he announced and threw down his controller as he stood up to leave.

gojo and geto’s relationship had aged far past formalities. the white-haired boy practically lived at his friend's house, especially after class. at this point, he maneuvered through geto’s parent’s house as if it were his own.

“y’all got anything good in here?” he asked, turning to his best friend who was still very much entranced in the game.

geto’s controller clacked around violently and the bright lights flashed in his narrow eyes reflecting all the guts, blood, and murder that was taking place on screen. gut-wrenching screams and gunshots filled his bedroom, defiling the quiet of the otherwise peaceful afternoon. there was no telling who’s side he was on anymore. the zombies or the humans?

“yeah, i think my mom just bought some fruit and stuff,” he said finally, eyes still fixed on the screen. “there should be some grapes in there.”

“grapes??” gojo scoffed with disgust on his tongue at the mere thought of anything other than processed sugars and cakes being offered to him as a snack. no candy? no sodas?? but grapes??

he grabbed the door knob, pausing before opening it. “next i come in here, there better be some good shit.”

“then bring your own snacks, you heathen,” geto spat back, face contorting into weird expressions as he concentrated on the game.

exiting the door, gojo flipped off his best friend, not that he would’ve seen it away. he then shut the door behind him just in time to mute the litany of swears spewing from geto’s lips. whomever’s side he was on, he was definitely losing.

on his way down the stairs, gojo couldn’t help but smirk at your door on the other side of the hall, decorated with pink stickers, posters, and get out signs to deter intruders, more cute than foreboding.

he wondered what was going on the other side of that door. what were you wearing? hopefully those short shorts that you loved so much. the ones that your ass hung out of? you were always so sexy when you so fortunately strutted around the house in those whenever he was around. almost as if you did it just for him…

it’s a shitty thing, isn’t it? wanting to fuck your best friend’s older sister? but gojo had his eyes on you, and once he locked his eyes on a target, it was almost a certain victory.

you had a nice little thing going. he’d make some smartass comment and you’d yell at him or roll your eyes. it didn’t matter your reaction, as long as he had your attention. if he stayed under your skin long enough, he was sure he was that much closer to getting under your panties.

a few minutes later, he came back up the stairs, grapes in hand, as well as a couple other miscellaneous fruits he found. approaching your door, he couldn’t miss today’s opportunity to raise your blood pressure, so he decided to make a quick detour before heading back to geto’s room.

“my brother and his friend are here. they’re so loud,” you complained to your best friend over the phone, sprawled out over your bed which was donned with fluffy pink pillows and plushies.

“yeah, the one with the eyes,” you confirmed, now turning into your stomach and kicking your feet in the air, “why are they like that?”

“not the miley cyrus meme, oh my fucking god,” you cackled at your friends joke.

gojo stood there by your door listening in on your conversation.

‘oh, so you think about me?’ he thought to himself, raising his eyebrows in amusement, ignoring the petty insults. what was there to be upset about? at this rate, you were practically his already.

“he’s hot, though. i’m not even gonna lie,” you confessed towards the decrescendo of your laughter.

‘got ‘em,’ he smirked to himself.

“but he’s such a smartass. the only productive thing a guy can do with his mouth is eat pus-“

knock, knock

you groaned sitting up in your bed and excused yourself from your call for a moment. doesn’t anyone read the signs??

“what?” you spat, voice dripping with venom.

“hey,” gojo announced himself, opening the door and taking his place leaning cooly against the frame. his legs were crossed at the ankles drinking in the sight of your body. you and those fucking shorts…

irritation was beginning to simmer your blood at the mere sight of gojo satoru. must he always ruin your evenings with his presence?? one may fear your eyes may get stuck by how hard you rolled them.

”ugh, suguru’s room is the other way, loser,” you sneered.

‘and a tank top too? aw, now you’re just teasing me,’ he thought, leering at the way your perky tits sat up in your tank top, pert nipples printing through your shirt. and were those nipple rings? such a naughty girl…

“i got some snacks. you want any?” he offered, holding up the fruit in his hands.

“what? no. get out of my room, satoru. i’m on the phone,” you scoffed.

‘you’re so cute when you’re angry’

“are you sure?” he baited, his voice song-like. “i heard they’re pretty good this time of year…”

you glared back at him with narrow eyes as his azure ones sparkled at you.

letting out an exasperated sigh, promising your friend you'd call back, you conceded to the nuisance hoping that if you’d entertained him he’d go away.

“if it’ll get you out of my room then fine,” you groaned, crawling over to the edge of your bed.

gojo tossed you a peach, setting down the bag of grapes on your dresser and leaving his post in the open doorway to walk closer to you. you caught the fruit and sunk your teeth into the fuzzy skin while your tongue lapped up the sweet flesh and juices that gushed from it.

he watched you with a lecherous glare, tongue dragging along his top lip that quirked into a grin.

“now, what are you gonna eat?” you asked, with a mouth full of peach.

“don’t worry about me. i’ve got a taste for something else,” he said, eyes fixed on your lips. he then raised a hand to wipe the juice running down your chin, before popping his fingers into his mouth.

you stared back at him with wide eyes and your mouth agape. what was he doing??? and why were you enjoying it???

before you could utter a word gojo chimed in.

“what was that you were saying about being more productive with my mouth?” he baited, now slinking between your legs on the floor. he rested his hands on either sides of your hips slowly caressing the flesh of your thighs and ass.

the mix of emotions were dizzying; your heart was banging against your rib cage flooding a rush of chemicals throughout your body; your head was spinning, unable to grasp the sudden turn of events, but was it from anxiety or arousal?

“satoru, w-what are you doing??” you stammered, trying to take control of the situation, but the desperation in your voice was more than evident.

“what do you want me to do?” he asked. his voice low and drenched in lust as he peppered kisses along your plush inner thighs pulling tiny gasps from you.

with each teasing kiss, your resolve withered away, hips beginning to buck up on their own accord chasing his lips that seemed to move everywhere besides where you wanted them most.

“ah ah, use your words,” he admonished, pulling away from your core. he was enjoying the shift in power, a smug grin permanently plastered on his lips. gojo had been playing the long game and he knew it was only a matter of time, before you’d be melting under his touch.

“satoru- hmmp, please…” you begged, your voice diminishing into a pathetic whimper, all boldness dissipating under the lust that was slowly taking over your body.

“oh she’s sour and she’s sweet?” he teased, through a chuckle, “wanna see if you taste the same…”

gojo then hooked his fingers under the band of your shorts pulling them down along with your underwear in one fell swoop.

“s-satoru, you idiot, the door!” you barked in a loud whisper, fighting back moans as he ran a curious finger through your folds, playing in your slick.

“what about it?” he dismissed, as if it were no more trivial than what color socks he was wearing. he then ran his tongue through your slit, before dipping into your dripping cunt and moaning at the taste of you. no summer fruit could compare to the sweet nectar that dripped from your hole, and all for him…

“c-close it,” you begged, “what if suguru sees?”

“then you’ll just have to shut up, won’t you?” he said matter-of-factly, coming up for air and then disappearing between your thighs again.

gojo latched is soft lips around your puffy clit, gently suckling on it in a way that knocked the breath out of your lungs. your hand snapping to grasp at white strands as you grinded against his face begging for more.

your eyes never left the door though, constantly watching for any sign of movement, anxiety twisting your guts at the thought of your brother finding you getting tongued down by his best friend. but somewhere along the lines, the anxiety melted into the lust and the depravity of it all only spurred you on more.

gojo continued to lap at your cunt, massaging his tongue against your clit with firm and long strokes that had your eyes rolling back into your head. you had to bite the back of your own hand to keep from screaming.

you could no longer hold up your own weight at this point, feeling your limbs begin to turn to jelly. you laid back to prop yourself on your elbow while your other hand continued to tangle in his hair.

‘fuck he’s good at this. why is he so good at this?’ you thought to yourself, feeling warmth begin to pool in your abdomen.

as if he could read your thoughts, gojo’s eyes met yours flashing you a wink before they fluttered closed again, losing himself in your taste.

across the hall, you heard geto cursing loudly at his game, reminding you of the danger that threatened to ruin your fun at any moment.

“satoru, hurry up!” you whispered, bucking up into his face for him to wrap things up. this was no time for savoring the moment.

gojo paid you no mind, keeping his leisurely pace as he made out with your clit.

“satoru, please-ah!” you yelped feeling two long fingers plunge through your walls, so effortlessly splitting you open.

he had finally gotten you under his thumb and now you were gonna rush him? he supposed you were right. this was only the beginning and he’d never get the chance to fuck you if his best friend were to find out.

he began to piston his fingers in and out of you quickly and sucking your clit further into his mouth drawing wet circles wildly over the sensitive bud. the obscene sounds of your wet pussy fill the room.

you couldn’t care less at his point, holding back a silent screaming feeling his knuckles rub against your walls. all you could do was whimper and moan under him feeling the coil in your belly tighten, so so close to snapping.

as the pads of his fingers graze your g-spot, stimulating it again and again your body seized, catapulting you into ecstasy.

you come down hard, body trembling uncontrollably under gojo’s hands as he slurps up your juices as they gush from your hole, loud enough that you’re sure you may be heard.

with whatever strength you have left in your body, you smack at his head, snapping at him to shut up.

gojo pulled away from you with a chuckle, swatting your hands away from him. he sat back on his ass, chin glistening in a mix of your juices and his saliva when he wiped his chin with the back of his hands. admiring his glistening fingers, now pruned from being in your wet heat, he popped them into his mouth with a delighted hum making eye contact with you in your disheveled state.

“gochisousama!” he chimed, pressing his hands together.

“god, you’re so annoying!” you huffed, chest still heaving from your high.

“you know, you’re a lot nicer when you’re begging me to eat you out,” he said, as he brought himself to stand.

it was as if a switch flipped in your brain that your eye began to twitch with anger.

“GET OUT!” you screamed, assaulting him with a barrage of pillows and plushies, throwing him out of your room.

you threw yourself back on your bed with a hard thump and smothered your face into a nearby pillow to muffle your screams. you wished you could smother yourself to death. it was a far better fate than dying of embarrassment.

gojo closed the door with a soft click, grapes in hand as well as another little souvenir. with a smile on his face, he gazed at the your pretty pink thong before stuffing them into his pocket as he made his way across the hall.

twisting the knob, he entered geto’s room who was still too engulfed in his game to notice his presence. there was no way he could’ve heard his visit with his sister.

gojo threw the bag of grapes onto geto’s lap, taking his seat in the gaming chair next to him.

“what took you so long?” geto asked, pausing the game and setting down his controller.

“ran into your sister,” gojo responded with a smirk, propping his feet up on the small table.

geto looked back at him, a little sceptical, before deciding to move on.

“you want some?” he offered, digging his hand into the bag of grapes and popping a few in his mouth.

“nah,” gojo declined, “i ate something on the way here.”

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tags: @mr-bombastic @r-oronoa @chososrightpigtails @h-shibas @cottoncandy-girl @smoleeveewrites

[mysteryshoptls]

2021-2022 Player Birthday Login Message Lines

If I misunderstood, and you were looking for what the boys say when you log in on their birthday, then you can find them here: 2020-2021 Birthdays / 2021-2022 Birthdays

These are all the messages that you get from the boys when you log in on the birthday that you set in-game from 18 Mar 2021 to 17 Mar 2022! For those that want to hear them again, you can find them in the Archive, under the tab その他　→　監督生バースデー①.

You can find the 2022-2023 Birthday Login Message Lines here!

HEARTSLABYUL

Riddle

Looks like we cannot have an Unbirthday Party today. Birthdays only come around once a year. It's essential to eat cake, open gifts, and properly enjoy yourself.

Ace

Eh? Was there something going on today? ...Siiiike, I'm kidding! It's your birthday today, right? Of course I remembered. Happy birthday, Prefect.

Deuce

Oi, so it's your birthday today? ...Don't be such a stranger, you shoulda told me. I gotta celebrate my buddy's birthday in grand fashion. Come, I'll treat you to something from the dining hall.

Cater

Happy birthday! Don't be so surprised I remember... Of course I wouldn't forget such an important day, you know? I've properly prepared a present that you'll definitely love. There can be no doubt cause Cay-kun chose it for you ♪

Trey

Happy birthday. I did my best to create a special birthday cake for you. You'll have to wait until you taste it to know what makes it special. Everyone's waiting restlessly, so let's hurry and join them.

SAVANACLAW

Leona

You don't have to look at me with such a wistful face, I at least know when your birthday is. So sorry I couldn't be jumping for joy.

Jack

Oi, it seems like today's your birthday. ...Here, your present. I-It's not like I timed it to hand it over while you were all by yourself or anything! Don't get the wrong idea.

Ruggie

You've eaten good food, gotten presents, and everyone's been nice to you. ...You don't need any well wishes from me, then, right? Kidding～ Shishishi! That's just a joke. Happy birthday!

OCTAVINELLE

Azul

Happy birthday! Today, as a special offer, I shall grant you one wish. ...Oh, this is not a trade by any means. This is simply an investment into your future self.

Jade

Happy birthday. It may be meager, but here is a present from me... Ah, but please don't open it here. That would be no fun, so please open it confidentially on your own... ?

Floyd

Hey, Koebi-chan～ Today's your birthday, right? Fufuun, it's useless to try to hide it. I'm gonna celebrate with you a bunch, so you better be ready. Ehehehe.

SCARABIA

Kalim

Hey, hey, let's hurry and go to the lounge! I heard it was your birthday today, so I got a band and a feast, elephants and golden camels and peacocks... Basically there's a bunch of stuff prepared for you! Such a happy day needs to be celebrated in grand fashion.

Jamil

Seems like it's your birthday today. Happy birthday. I can't say I'll be able to celebrate it with elephants or camels, but I'll treat you to the extent of my abilities.

POMEFIORE

Vil

Your birthday? Oh no, I had completely forgotten... As if. Don't underestimate my memory. Of course everything is fully prepared. You've gotten me to celebrate you, so you should be honored.

Epel

'S your birthday, yeah? I made jam outta the apples my parents sent me, y'want it? ...What's wrong, you've got a weird look on your face. Did I say something weird, maybe?

Rook

Bon anniversaire! Your birthday is a very special day for me. Because this is the day that something so beautiful was brought into the world, yes? It's truly a happy occasion.

IGNIHYDE

Idia

...Isn't it bothersome to be wished happy birthday by someone you're unfamiliar with? It's hard to react to presents you don't want too... Eh, it's not like that? Oh, I see... Th-Then, uh-h-h, h-h-happy b... b-b... birthday.

Ortho

Happy birthday! I did a ton of research, but I couldn't figure out what present you'd be happy with... Ah, but if it's something online, I can gift you classified information. What would you like?

DIASOMNIA

Malleus

So, today is the day you were born, happy birthday. Speaking of which, have you had your birthday party? ...I see. No, I just thought I'd ask. My invitation hadn't arrived, so I was curious.

Silver

Apologies. I had remembered it was your birthday, but was unable to prepare everything in time... No, excuses are no good. In place of a present, I'll join you today for whatever you want to do all day.

Sebek

What are you doing here? You're meant to eat your favorite foods, sing and be celebrated on your birthday. The fact that you don't even know that much... It can't be helped, I'll teach you how to spend your birthday the right way!

Lilia

Hm, what day was today again...? Ohh, it's your birthday! No wonder Malleus has been restless since this morning. Please continue to get along well with Malleus and the others. I'm counting on you.

Grim

Happy birthday, yanno! You're my minion, so. Just for today, I'll share my tuna cans with you. ...Eh? You don't want it? Wh-why's that!?

Requested by @cynthinesia.

[mypimpademia]

Since we don’t know what Miruko’s agency is like, I’d love to request hc’s of Hawks, Aizawa, Bakugo, and Mirio going there only to see it’s full of gorgeous black women of all shades, hair textures, and varying quirks. Of course they meet and fall for Y/N, who’s Miruko’s assistant (but a room full of black women is heavenly asf). I think their reactions would be hilarious since they’re visiting due to hero work stuff but they’re distracted by all the queens around them.

Keigo (hawks) x black!fem!reader, Aizawa x black!fem!reader, Bakugo x black!fem!reader, Mirio x black!fem!reader

TW: Swearing

Note: I love love LOVE this, and I hope you like these bc I had sm fun writing this

For obvious reasons, on Bakugo and Mirios parts you're her assistant but you're still a student (assistant in training?) And you're there for your internship. You also go to shiketsu!

Also, you said black women so I just assumed fem reader but if you want gender neutral please tell me and I'll fix it!

KEIGO.

This man wouldn't know how to act

Of course he's gonna be respectful because he'd hate to make any of these beautiful women feel even a little disrespected

But he is most certainly doing double takes👀

Keigo is in awe of the diversity

Gorgeous dark-skinned women, brown skinned women, 3a to 4c hair, women with vitiligo, albino women, plus sized women, and even more!

And they all look like fucking models

He feels like hes in heaven, and if he is, he's beyond pleased with life after death

But he swears hes seen a goddess when Miruko introduces you

"This is my assistant, Y/n, she's been working with me for awhile..."

Keigos attention span pretty much dissolved when you waved and smiled at him and he stopped listening to Miruko

You follow him and Miruko around, and help Miruko further explain whatever it is that he's there for

And he honestly forgets he's supposed to be fucking working

Probably flirts with you a little bit too

Miruko probably gives him an 'Alright hawks... I see you.' Loook

By the end of it, Keigo didn't listen to a damn word anyone but you said and most definitely didn't get the work he was supposed to do done <3

But he did get your number, and that's all he cares about

AIZAWA.

Walking into that agency damn near broke him

Hes lookin around lost as fuck because he thinks he just died and went to heaven

There's no way all these beautiful ass women could just be all in one place and on earth

And lord have mercy when he saw you he said "God is a woman"

Dare I say he blushed???

Miruko had something to take care of, so she had you show him around a little, since that was pretty much all he was there for

This man could listen to you just speak for hours

And since you're alone together he takes his time to look at you

Your hair (no matter how short), your face, and most definitely the way you basically glow when you guys pass by a window (Miruko probably has a lot of windows at her agency for that exact reason)

By the time you finish showing him around, this man is all about you

"You guys already done with the tour? I hope Y/n treated you good."

This man was still in a daze and could only nod

Shouta didn't ask for your number, but he did look forward to seeing you during meetings and any other time he'd have to come to Mirukos agency

BAKUGO.

His parents are fashion designers, so he's seen all types of women and people of all colors

But why the fuck ain't he ever seen none of these women in magazines?!?!??

Literal models. Every single one.

And when he saw you??? He's never been so stuck in his life.

He turned red in an instant, and was completely frozen in place

"This is my assistant Y/n, she's the same age as you and she's here for an internship as well. You'll be working together most of the time– and from the looks of it you won't have an issue with that."

Miruko definitely peeps the way he acts around

And you both do that stare that black people give each other when they both feelin the same thing

Bakugo is stubborn though, and he acts like he doesn't care about you

But fails miserably

This boy is down expeditiously, and he knows it and so do you

Always looking at you, getting blushy around you, and very obviously trying to find ways to be around you

You usually smile if you catch him taking small glances at you, and it makes him flush pink 100% of the time

And just to mess with him, when he blushes you ask if he's okay or what's wrong

He usually ignores you because he knows you're doing it on purpose so why the fuck you askin, you KNOW whats wrong

He walks you home at the end of the day, and eventually he (forcefully) gives you his number

You're honestly the best part of his week when it comes to doing internships

But will he tell you that? Absolutely not <3

MIRIO.

He walks in and the smile on his face is wider than usual

Mirio loves black women more than anything, don't @ me.

All shades, shapes, and sizes

So seeing all the variety in there just made him start chessin

Even their quirks have variety!

Fire, electricity, light, air, and even hair quirks

He complimented all of the women that walked by him

"Hi! You look gorgeous!"

"Hello, I love you hair!"

But when he saw you he could not hold back

"This is my assistant Y/n, she's here on an internship just like you, you'll be working together pretty much all the time."

"Hey there Y/n, nice to meet you! I already know you're gonna be a ray of sunshine!"

Yeah, he ain't even try to hide that he fell for you on the spot

Cracks jokes all the time just to hear you laugh

Purposely tripped over his own feet in front of you once just to say:

"Oops, guess I'm falling for ya!"

Mirios jokes are always corny, but he's so precious that you can't help but laugh

Sometimes, he gets distracted when he's looking at you, and triggers his quirk without realizing

Ends up naked and halfway through the floor

"Mirio... you set off your quirk again."

He laughs it off but you're like 'Sir this is the third time today you've ended up butt ass naked and inside the floor'

But at this point you've gotten use to seeing him with his cheeks out, and its something both of you often laugh about

Though, it's still alarming when a 6 ft tall beef cake is suddenly through the floor at waist level

You definitely know he likes you, and you like him too because who wouldn't?

The entire agency is rooting for both of yall

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HC: The Boys Taste Their S/o’s Chapstick

Anonymous:  could I request headcannons for shinso, mirio, denki, sero, and bakugo kissing their s/o and tasting their chapstick ? Or if you want or when they realize their s/o takes care of them in really subtle ways that they didn’t really notice it at first ? i love your blog so much 🥺❤️

Hey babe omg Im so happy you like my blog!!!! Also this ask OMG I have been wanting to write it for so long!!!! Im a sucker for these super cute and fluffy headcanons, so thank you so much for the idea!

Pairings: Shinso x reader, Mirio x reader, Denki x reader, Sero x reader, Bakugo x reader

Warnings: some might get suggestive, but none of these are full blown NSFW! Just a sprinkle of spiciness, thats all!

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S H I N SO U

Flavor: Cherry Vanilla

Your currently trying to get ready for bed with Shinsou, his purple hair cascading against the pillow as he’s scrolling through Insta

defintely looking at cat vids

Youre just BEAT from the day- work, school, practice, whatever your life entails it just felt so incredibly tiring today

Of course, Shinsou seems to have other plans

Once he sees you come out of the bathroom, your hair wet, your skin dewy from washing, your body only wearing one of his oversized shirts and some small shorts....

man is gonna wanna be allllll over you

“Damn, kitten who allowed you to look that hot,” he’d purr, his eyes drinking you in as he propped his body on his elbows to get a better look

You’d roll your eyes, a smile on your lips-

Lowkey a perv for his s/o fight me on this

Once you sit down on the bed, its over

Shinso’s hands are all over you, his palms trailing under your shirt as he leaved lazy kisses on your neck

“Cmon, baby, lets have a little fun before we sleep....”

Just tell him your tired, and he’ll comply, turning super fluffy and cuddly in a matter of minutes

Reluctantly tho this boi is horny when hes horny

“Ahh my kitten’s tired? Fine then, you need your rest.”

He’ll lean in to give a sweet kiss, unknowingly of how flavorful you taste now with your chapstick

And OHOHOHO after that its OVER

The taste of vanilla bursts in his mouth, the scent of cherry becoming more prominent-

When did you start tasting so good?

He honestly wont know how to react- he’ll shake his head and blink a few times, “The hell-?” spilling out of his lips

He grabs you buy the chin, his thumb swiping against your lips gently

Once he sees the faint red sheen on his digit, it kinda dawns on him whats going on

You catch on to his confusion, a small giggle spilling out of you as you tell him its just chapstick you bought since your lips felt dry

He’ll just give you a lazy smirk, his lilac eyes a royal purple as he eyes you

This man cant HELP HIMSELF

He’ll lean in for another kiss, this one lasting much longer and more passionate as he tried to capture that taste again

“Do me a favor and keep wearing that kitten,”

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M I R I O 

Flavor: Birthday Cake

Im so proud of fidning this picture im sorry it just matches so well

Anywaysssssssss

You had just gotten out of the locker room, your UA uniform a little wrinkled from being balled up while you were training

You walked out the metal doors, your lips feeling much softer than usual- you were in desperate need of chapstick after that particular lesson

Thanks UA for having training grounds that blow up every 5 seconds and spray dust everywhere

But thankfully Neijire is the best person ever and hooked you up with some super cute chapstick

Since it was new and just sitting in her book bag, she just told you to keep it

NEIJIRE WHY YOU GOTTA BE SO SWEET?

You had to admit though, you really liked it- the packaging was pretty cute, it was nice on your skin, but the SMELL

OMG

You felt like a bakery was near you every step you took

And everytime you licked your lips it tasted like sweets, which was an amazing addition

Makes ya wonder how safe it is to consume makeup 👀

Mirio is the cutest boyfirend though-wherever your class is, he waits for you outside and walks with you until you have to go your seperate ways

So, as usual, he’s waiting for you outside the locker room, a wide grin plastered on his face

Once he sees you walk out of the doors, he’s already bounding over, his arms swinging cause hes always just so happy to see you 

“Hey sunshine!” he greets you like any other day, his voice just radiating happiness

Some days though, Mirio will kiss the top of your head as he grabs your hand and walks you to his class

Other days, he’s a little more bold, instead leaning down to give you a kiss on your lips as he snakes his hand around your waist

TODAY BABE 

IS THAT DAY

You can tell he’s feeling a little more *frisky cause he’s got this mischievous glint in his eyes

ehhhh why not indulge him?

So you get on your tippie toes, leaning in to him and planting a quick kiss on his lips

But thats when Mirio gets confused- did you eat something?Is it cake? CInnamon roll? Cookie? But whatever it is, it tastes GOOD

“Sweetie, did you buy something from the vending machine?” he asks, a confused grin on his face as he eyes you

You laugh, not realizing that Mirio would be affected by your new chapstick too, 

“Oh no, its just a chapstick Niejire gave me, I think its cake batter flavored- do you like it?”

Mirio licked his lips , savoring the lingering flavor on his skin

“You batter belive it!”

*cue the groaning

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D E N K I

Flavor: Pina Colada

So Mina, bless her little music crazed heart, somehow won a pack of tickets from a radio station to a new water park opening up not too far from UA

It was superrrrr expensive to get in, but the music station hooked all you guys up with VIP tickers, a private cabana, food, THE WORKS

You had been running around with the group all day

(except Bakugo- he either went to the lazy river or the surfing simulator thignie cause Kaminari said he would wipe out and wanted to prove him wrong)

Everybody else wanted to do everythingggg, from ride the craziest rides to trying all the food the park had

By the end of the day, you were completely beat and just wanted to rest

Mina was sitting beside you in  the cabana (again, thank you radio station for hooking some teens up!), just searching it for snacks the boys hadnt eaten

“Aww cmon, really?! We have chapstick but no food?!”

Your head instantly perked up at the sound- chapstick? God, you could deifnitely use some right now from all that chlorine and sun...

You asked Mina to toss you one, the pink skinned girl throwing you a tube as she grumbled about how “piggy” boys were

You checked the flavor on the tube, the fruits on the side label instantly telling you it was something tropical

As you were putting it on, the boys of Bakusquad were bounding up the steps, their feets covered in sand-

“Guess what?! We got Bakugo to go in the wave pool! Isnt that crazy! It had sand on the bottom, like a real beach-”

Kirishima was just gushing and super excited, Bakugo looking like a pissed off wet cat next to him

You sat up quickly, happy to see your boyfriend, his spiky hair all wet from the day and his boxers dripping

As Kirishima and Sero were messing with an extremely annoyed Bakugo, you went and grabbed the boys some towels, giving the last one to your boyfriend

“Aww thanks babe,” he gushed out, his hands grabbing the towel gingerly as he leaned to kiss you

But wait- you tasted- really sweet?

Kaminari pulled back slightly, a small smirk on his lips, cause damn, that tasted really good

“Did you eat some fruit or something? Cause you taste super yummy babe-”

You  pointed to your lips as you told him how Mina found some free chapstick lying around in the cabana

Kaminari just gave you this really blissed out stare as he sneaked one more peck from you- he was kinda wishing his friends weren't here, cause hed totally be making out with you with that yummy stuff on your lips...

“Do me a favor and dont take that stuff off, okay? Until we get back to the dorms,”

He sent you a small wink, weaving behind you inconspicously, and giving your bottom a playful pinch

WHY YOU GOTTA BE A FLIRT KAMINARI

(Also before you left Kamianri most definitely dumped the whole jar of chapsticks into his backpack)

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S E R O

Flavor: Peppermint

You and Sero had just gotten coffee from a little cafe when it starts to rain

Like alottttttttttt

And of course it happens when your right outside, waiting for your ride to take you back home

So you two are just standing there like weirdos with the rain POURING, Sero holding up his jacket over both of your heads

But honestly, it’s not doing much to block out the rain, so honestly-why not have some fun?

You run out of the fabric, instantly feeling your whole body get drenched as you start twirling and laughing

“He-hey wait, babe!”

Sero’s gonna be laughing, and now y’all playing a wierd game of tag

Aghhhhhh so cute tho 🥺🥺

He catches you pretty quickly, his tape grabbing your waist and pulling you to him,,,

You instantly collide with his chest, your cheeks rosy from running around so much and your hands resting on his chest

Sero gives you the biggest grin, his finger under your chin and raising it to look at him

“You know your the biggest tease I know?”

“Yup!”

He laughs, placing a kiss on your lips-and omg why are you minty? and it feels soooo good to him, cause honestly mint isn’t a bad flavor-

“Hey babe whatcha got on your lips? Did you eat-gum or something?”

You just laugh and tell him it’s some chapstick you got (imagine the mint eos U KNOW THE ONE)

He asks if it’s the egg chapstick OML 💀

Yes Sero the egg chapstick

His lips are parted a little, his eyes wider than usual cause he’s lowkey confused on how he liked that so much

But he send you another huge grin before he kisses you again-

“I think your gonna need to wear that more for me, yeah?”

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B A K U G O

Flavor: Cinnamon

Bakugo has ben practically forcing you to wake up at ungodly hours with him to train

He says its cause “youre getting weak” but really he’s a total simp for having such close contact with you

Also he’s a little brat and put his all into it  so you cant ever beat him, which boosts his ego for some reason?

“Hah, that really the best you got?” he scoffs down at you, his calloused hands pinning you to the ground as his body cages you in for the umpteenth time

Honestly, its hard to fight when your 1) annoyed about loosing and 2) have your hot as hell boyfriend pining you to the ground

But thankfully

THANKFULLY

He was starting to overheat, his breathe coming out in low pants as  strands  of hair began sticking to his forehead

You felt one of his palms begin to slip ever so slightly near you, and on instinct you knew you had to do something, you finally had an opening-

so you caused a distraction 

Your hands quickly flew to the nape of his neck, pressing his head down to your so you could kiss him square on the lips

Bakugo was completely confused in the best way possible- he didnt expect that to happen, but hell, hes not complaining-

until his lips start to tingle

“-the hell?!” he sputters out, his mind trying to figure out what was going on just before you successfuly flip him over, with you now on top

You stared down triumphantly at your boyfriend, not knowing how well that worked- until you noticed how shiny Bakugo lips look

He begins mashing his lips together, trying to rub it off since you had his hands pinned down

“The hell is on my lips? Agh, dont tell me its that weird ass lip stuff that supposed to make your lips bigger or something-’’

Ummmmm how does he know about lip plumping lip gloss? Question for a another day-

“Its chapstick silly,” you giggle, “-cinnamon”

Honestly, he’s gonna like it-this boy likes spicy things and the fact that “spicy” sensation came from his s/o....shoooottttt he is in love

But

Of course

He’s gonna act like it’s wierd or something, cause HES wierd

“Cinnamon? You couldn’t get something normal like cherry or grape?”

You scrunch up your nose, cause yeah your not for those flavors AT ALL, and Bakugo finds his chance

He quickly flips you over, your back now against the floor and his body on top of yours

“Cmon, baka don’t tell me thats seriosuly all you got-“

Don’t remind him that you were able to flip him over tho he’ll turn red and tell you to shut it

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[letarasstuff]

You are not gonna meet them

(A/N): This was requested by an anon. I hope you all enjoy it :)

Summary: How will their beloved intern react, when the BAU is able to profile that she is seeing someone?

Warnings: One swear word (for the sake of a vine reference)

Wordcount: 1.2k

✨Masterlist✨

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“What is their name?” Confused (Y/N) takes her eyes off the cup of her favorite hot beverage. To make sure Derek really speaks to her, she turns around in the breakroom. It’s only the two of them. “Whose name? I’m (Y/N), but Derek I work here for two months already. Aren’t you a little too young to suffer from Alzheimer’s yet?”

He laughs into his own cup before taking a sip. “You are seeing someone. Don’t try to hide that from a bunch of profilers, there is no use in that.”

Being the ever stoic and mature teenager, she sticks her tongue out. “I’m not hiding anything. I’m the CEO of being an open book. But spill your tea about your deductions, Sherlock.”

“As you wish, Watson. You are wearing tinted lip balm instead of your usual clear lip balm. I saw you reapplying it after you dropped off some files in Hotch’s office. Also you have a new hairstyle, which looks quite nice on you. In addition to that you wear a bottom up and I saw you wearing one only once and that was when you had to dress up for an undercover thing. Therefore I come to the conclusion that this is your definition of dressing up and I see no reason for it except you want to impress someone and I know for a fact that everybody in this building is too old for you. So, what’s their name?”

“Whatever”, (Y/N) breathes under her breath and makes an effort to escape this interrogation. But Spencer, who also decided it’s time for the trillions refill of his cup of sugar with a drop of coffee, stands in the doorway. “Spencer, can you please step aside? I have work to do”, she asks him sighing. But the genius doesn’t bulge.

(Y/N) looks dumbfounded at her coworker and friend. “I- that was pretty good. But you haven’t considered that I may have a meeting with our dear Section Chief regarding my future in the FBI.” At the end she smiles, thinking she has won this round. “I did”, Morgan answers, wiping the grin from her face, “ and I know again for a fact that this meeting is next week, because Hotch is seeing her today to talk about that subject. So, what are they like?”

“Oh, does our favorite intern have a love interest? (Y/N), why didn’t you tell me anything?” Emily asks as she enters the breakroom. “No, I don-” “Princess, I told you it isn’t possible to lie to us. We are basically human lie detectors.”

“I heard tea and I want you to spill it.” He says, proud to put the phrase she taught him a while ago in the right context. “There is not tea, just a lame glass of water”, (Y/N) responds and squeezes past him. The three profilers look at each other in confusion. Attracted by her confounding statement, they follow her to her desk.

“Why are you stalking the child?” Rossi asks with Hotch hot on his heels. “(Y/N) is seeing someone, but isn’t willing to tell us anything about them. Now we try to pry every bit of information from her”, Spencer explains.

The talked about subject sits at her desk, acting like nothing just occurred while going through some reports. “Are you talking about her crush?” JJ joins the group observation. Everybody looks at her in shock. “What do you know about this?” Derek may be a bit overprotective over his favorite princess.

“Probably not more than you. I just saw her smiling down at her phone and I didn’t spot a cute dog or cat picture so I figured it has to be an important someone”, JJ explains whilst shrugging her shoulders.

“I don’t like this guessing. Why don’t we just ask her?” Rossi is up and goes to (Y/N), the calls of his team members falling on deaf ears.

As the teenager hears the oncoming footsteps, she lifts her head and spies the older Italian. “Not you, too.” A groan leaves her lips while rubbing her forehead in distress. “Bambi, think of it as that: The earlier you confess to your lies, the earlier your conscience is lifted. So tell us about them, will you?”

The rest of the team inches closer to the duo, while (Y/N) contemplates her choices. “Well that is interesting. But what’s also interesting is: I don’t give a shit” Confused by her unusual speech pattern, Rossi throws a pointy glance towards her.

“Fine”, she once again sighs, knowing there is no other way to escape this situation. Not even the teenager’s sarcasm or pop culture can help her anymore.

Eagerly the team crowds around her desk, even Hotch is ready to get some good tea served. “I met them on the bus. Since I started here we rode the same bus every morning and afternoon. Their hair was the first thing I noticed about them. After a month I worked up the courage to talk to them.”

“And?” Morgan asks as (Y/N) doesn’t continue for several minutes. “I chickened out. No cap. But they chatted me up the next day and we are texting each other for several weeks now and we maybe have kind of our first date tomorrow and see each other for the last time today before the date and I want to leave a lasting impression maybe?” At the end she turns red. Like legit red, with tomato ears and stuff.

A loud squeal is heard. “OMG (Y/N) THIS IS SO CUTE I LITERALLY AM DEAD! OUR BABY IS FEELING LOOOOOVE! CLAP THOSE CHEEKS!” Although it seems impossible, she turns even redder at Penelope’s outburst.

“Ok, princess. I’m happy for you, but we need to meet them before you go with them anywhere. How old are they? What do they do for a living? What is their name? Garcia needs to make a background check”, Derek swivels her chair in his direction, looking the girl straight in the eye to make sure he is dead serious.

“Do they read? Emilia Clarke once said to never trust anybody, whose TV is bigger than their bookshelf, and I recommend you to follow that advice”, Spencer adds. “Can we help get you ready? I wanted to do a makeover for you for ages already”, Penelope throws in. JJ and Emily nod at that, showing that they too want to participate in this.

“Are you sure they are not basic, Bambi?” “Oh, Rossi. Never say that again. You are not allowed to talk like ever. Yes, I’m sure they got a cake and an even bigger heart. Before you also say anything complete out of line, Hotch: You all aren’t allowed to see them before I’m completely sure. Period. No complains.”

It’s safe to say that Aaron just needs to flash his doe eyes to convince (Y/N) that they indeed will meet their date before they go out together. I mean, who is better at delivering The Talk to a date than a bunch of (intimidating) profilers and a (even more intimidating) tech goddess?

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