#even in public i start making faces and cant help but silently scream into my arm

[whateveriscatchy]

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[tamcitrus]

Fire and moon.

pairing: Benimaru Shinmon x fem. reader

genre: nsfw

words: 3,5 k.

warnings: a bit of degradation, public sexy time, orgasm denial, overstimulation, dom/sub undertones.

tam’s notes: Hi miss @writeiolite​ ! I’m you HQC secret santa! ♥ I was so nervous when I got you omg sjkdhas because I admire your writing so much, you’re so talented and an amazing person so I was a little afraid my writing wouldn’t be good enough. I’m so thankful for meeting you and all the beautiful people in the server. Thanks for being so welcoming, thanks for letting me help you and be a part of the staff and most of all thanks for being my friend. I hope you like this ♥

I CANT BELIVE IT’S YOUR GIF BUT HEY YOU HAVE A CLUE WHAT THIS IS ABOUT NOW dsjfhksldjf

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When you left the Holy Sol Temple and chose to move to Asakusa, you never expected to find a man that attracted you there. The proto-nationalist land wasn't a place where you expected to have fun. You just wanted to keep a low profile and be in peace.

But then you saw this man, flying through the sky and destroying everything on his way down to finally land in front of an infernal and punch right through his chest. And something sparked inside you. It wasn't your pyrokinesis or a fight or flight response. It was something else.

Shinmon Benimaru. That was his name. Fire Force Seventh Company’s Captain. Asakusa’s King of Destruction. The #1 enemy of the Holy Sol Temple, or so they said.

After that destruction scene, you walked through the city trying to get more information on him. But also, just socialicing. It would be weird for a new citizen to ask too much about the same person. More so if that person was the head of the city.

This “king” wasn’t like others you could imagine. He wasn’t unapproachable, living in a castle surrounded of gold and extravagant stuff. He was there, among his people, walking through the streets and greeting everyone by their name. He received gifts, food, and talked to those that stopped him. You could say just by looking that he was recognized as a leader. Even when he didn’t acknowledge that himself.

The stars were on your side because soon after that you met him in the thermal waters. He was there, sitting with his arms stretched by his sides and with his eyes closed. You felt like a sparkle inside you, almost like tickles. You walked in silence to the other end of the pool, going in and sitting very slowly.

Benimaru felt another presence behind him and then felt the water moving as you submerged your body in the warm waters. He opened his eyes for a second to look at you and then closed them again. He preferred to be alone but as long as you wouldn’t talk to him he didn’t mind the company.

You were quiet the whole time you were there. It wasn’t an unpleasant silence. But you were expectant. You tried to not look at him. You really tried but you allowed yourself to observe what was on your eye level.

He was handsome. Not that you didn’t know that, but it was a whole different experience having him in front of your eyes, not even a meter away from your body. And naked. He was naked.

Of course he’s naked, these are thermal waters, you thought.

You were naked too. Suddenly you were self conscious, even when he wasn’t looking. You crossed your arms over your chest to cover yourself and closed your eyes to submerge your whole body underwater and came up again. You sat there in silence again, looking at the moon, the house behind the man, the rocks and everything but him.

Eventually he left. You looked aside but still you noticed he stopped to look at you for a second too long.

You left a bit later, after you were sure he was long gone. You said goodbye to the nice lady in the reception and went home.

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Later that week, you were alone having dinner in a bar and he appeared.

"I don't know you, you're new here," he said as he nonchalantly sat on your table.

"Do you know everyone in this town?" you asked him. 

He sighed. That wasn't the answer he was waiting for.

"I do, actually," he said. 

The waitress silently approached and left him a glass full of something.

"Welcome, Benimaru-san. If there's something else you need you can tell us, the house invites you today," she said and walked away.

"Benimaru-san, nice to meet you," you said, playing fool. You knew who he was.

"And you are…?"

"New in town. I really like Asakusa," you smiled. His face looked more irritated than just a minute before. "You can call me y/n."

"No last name, uh?" he chugged the drink the girl left for him.

"I got rid of it," you said. And that was true.

"That's not a lot of information."

"You'll have to buy me a drink and I'll tell you more about me," you winked at him.

He clicked his tongue and you laughed.

“Just don’t cause troubles in my town,” he said and left.

“I’ll try!” you said as he walked out.

All the people at the bar were looking at you but you didn’t care, you had fun and he came to you.

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Would it be worth it to cause some trouble just to see his pissed face again? As you were thinking of some options for “trouble” you went to the thermal house again. And he was there.

“You again?” he said without even opening his eyes.

“It’s a small town,” you casually said.

“Are you following me?”

“Says the guy who showed up on my table out of nowhere,” you answered as you rushed to get into the hot water.

He remained silent again. It was the same as the last time, you sitting in front of him under the moonlight in a comfortable silence.

Even if you were comfortable, you were itching to bug him some more. Still, you just chose to keep your mouth closed. You rested your back on the rocks behind you and found a comfortable position to rest your head too, so you had to do the minimum effort to hold your body. You opened your eyes again when you heard Benimaru getting out of water, you felt drowsy and rubbed your eyes to force yourself to be fully conscious again.

"Don't drown here, this is my favorite place," he said as he walked away.

You looked at him and were about to give some sarcastic answer but then you saw his bare back and his ass and ate your words.

Holy Sol, that body. It had to be illegal to be so built and so handsome.

Before you fell asleep in the water again you got up and left too.

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"So you did cause trouble."

Same bar, same table, same man appearing out of nowhere in front of you. You huffed.

"I defended myself," you explained.

"That's why you beated up some guy?"

"If someone fights me I'll fight back," you explained.

"Which company sent you here?" Benimaru asked.

You laughed out loud.

"I'm not a fire force member."

"You have powers. The Holy Sol Temple sent you here?" he insisted.

"I left the Temple a long time ago," you smiled.

He stared at you, you supposed he was processing the information you just gave him.

"Well, have a nice day, Captain. I might see you later," you said and left him there.

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That night you were the first one in the thermal house. It was weird to be there without Benimaru's big chest in front of you, distracting you from the beautiful full moon that shone over your heads. You positioned yourself again in that way that let you just be sitting without any effort and closed your eyes.

"You again?" you said when you felt the water moving. You knew it was Benimaru.

"This is my town," he answered, ignoring your teasing.

"Right, I'm sorry, your highness."

He clicked his tongue. He thought about what Konro said earlier. Maybe she just wants to provoke you, Waka.

"Are you trying to provoke me?" he inquired.

"Who knows," you smiled.

"I wanna know," he said and closed a little the distance between your bodies.

"I told you you had to take me out first if you wanna know more about me," you licked your lips.

"I could just make you tell me in some other way," he threatened.

"Maybe if you fuck my brains out…" you battled your eyelashes as sweetly and innocently as you could.

He was over you the next second, his hand pulling your hair and making you throw your head back. His body felt warm against yours, even inside the hot water.

"I know you want it too, Captain~" you chirped. "Just stop thinking for a second and let your body take control…"

Yes, he did want it. It was weird to find someone that didn't fear him or admire him as if he was a royalty member. Then you appeared and you gave him all these contradictory signals. It was frustrating. He wanted to erase that cocky smile from your glossy lips… 

He kissed you. His mouth was demanding and the hand holding your hair guided your movements at will. You locked your legs around his hips, holding him close to you, and tangled your hands on his long hair. His hands went underwater to squeeze your ass and thighs and you moaned inside his mouth. You felt his leg under your body next and with little effort he walked out of the water with you clinging to him. He walked to the changing room and let you down over the bench that was there. You were about to sit and take his erection on your mouth but he pushed you back down.

"Who told you you could move?" he asked. The answer was implied in his voice. The atmosphere changed, he was in control now. Your teasing wouldn't affect him anymore. You rubbed your thighs in expectation.

You observed him as he slowly walked to close the doors -the one that gave you access to the reception and the back door you just crossed- and then he kneeled between your legs. The fact that you two were already naked saved some time.

He started circling your clit with his still wet fingers. You started whimpering after a minute, his calloused hand was doing wonders on your body. He pushed his middle finger inside you and kept rubbing your clit with his thumb. He moved his finger in circles inside you, enjoying your moans and your walls clenching his digit. He added his point finger in and sucked your clit on his mouth one time after another until you were almost screaming.

"Fuck, that feels so good," you whined.

If he just moved his fingers a bit faster you would…

He stopped and pulled his fingers out to stand up. When you looked at him he took his fingers to his mouth and sucked your juices from them slowly and pumped his dick with his other hand, putting on a show for you.

"Suck," he said as he pushed his fingers with precum on your mouth.

You obliged. You hollowed your cheeks and suck his fingers, moving your tongue around so you cleaned them perfectly.

"You'll have to do much better than this if you wanna cum," he said like he was disappointed.

He was over you kissing you again, his tongue took your breath away. You could feel his dick against your belly, it was so hot and leaking a bit. Your mouth watered at the thought of having it on your mouth. Subconsciously your hand moved to grab his dick but he stopped you.

"It seems you don't understand you can't move unless I say so," he said. He took a belt from a bathrobe and tied your hands together with it. You whined at the restriction and pouted at him.

"Bad girls don't deserve a nice treatment," he said. "And you're a bad girl."

"I'll do better next time," you said with a pout still on your mouth.

He pulled from the belt to make you sit. Your mouth was an inch away from his cock but you stood still. You had to be a good girl.

"Suck me off," he ordered.

It was almost a relief to have his dick on your mouth. You felt the bitterness of precum at the end of your throat and the salty taste of the waters you were in minutes ago. You could barely fit it in -it was logical that such a big man had a big dick- but you still tried. You bobbed your head back and forward and twirled your tongue around his length. He cupped your breasts and pinched your nipples, your muffled moans caused a nice tickling sensation on his penis.

"This is what it takes for you to shut up, uh?" he thrusted into your mouth a few times, going deeper each time.

He growled when he pushed just a bit further than the back of your throat. You resisted your gag reflex and deepthroated him as tiny tears formed in the corner of your eyes. It wasn't unpleasant, it felt good and despite his size he was being careful, which only added to your overwhelming sensation of arousal.

You needed some kind of relief. You needed to be touched or to have Benimaru inside you, but considering his dick was still on your mouth that wasn't an option. So you touched yourself, lucky you had your hands tied in front of your body. It didn't take long for him to realize and take a step back. He sighed and looked down to you, his long hair covering most of his face. You froze as soon as he looked at you.

"On your hands and knees," he whispered.

You obeyed and smiled to yourself at his bored tone. Because his eyes were lit up, he was having fun.

You positioned yourself as you could in the little bench and waited. His big hand was over your ass just rubbing it and squeezing. Then he raised his hand and slapped you.

"Fuck," you moaned.

"I thought you would be able to take orders given your past," he said as he rubbed your skin again. "I guess not."

He slapped your ass again and you moaned. He used one hand to rub your abused skin and the other to tease your entrance. You cried at his touch, your walls were clamping around nothing.

"Ple-please," you cried when he slapped you again.

His fingers were on your clit now, circling it and his thumb was going up and down on your pussy but not inside.

"Do you think you're in position to ask something, you slut?" he bent down to talk to your ear and you got chills.

He slapped your ass again and he could see his palm marked on your skin on a little prominence. He used his fingers again to stretch your pussy and you moaned, his fingers felt good but you weren't full, you needed more.

"More, please," you asked for it. You could talk now that you didn't have his huge dick on your mouth.

He made you turn around again so he could look at your face as he finally gave you what you wanted: his dick inside you. Your face and moans were a mixture between pleasure and relief. And he was having fun. Real fun and enjoyment, not like other times he met someone to satisfy his needs.

He felt your legs trembling and your hips were moving frantically, not matching his movements anymore. So he stopped. You whined and wiggle your hips to get him to move again.

"If you don't stay still I'll walk out through that door right now," he warned.

You sighed, tears threatened to fall from your eyes again. He traced patterns on your thighs with his fingers and observed how you put your tied hands over your eyes. It was taking all of your will to not move. He was stretching you so nicely, you swear you could even feel the shape of his veins on your walls, you felt full and almost satisfied. When he no longer felt the insistent clenching of your walls on his dick, he bent down and took one of your nipples on his mouth. You cursed out loud when he took your bud gently between his teeth. You never expected a tough man like him to be so gentle. Your climax was gone again but it wouldn't take much to build it back up. Benimaru put his mouth to work on your other nipple and gave a gentle thrust that caused you to moan again. How could he stay still being balls deep into you? How could he resist the urge to just chase his climax?

He thrusted again and you felt tight, like your pussy was accustomed to him not moving. It felt good, you fit on him like a glove, just like the right amount of pressure to not fall off. He circled your clit with his fingers again and you locked your legs embracing his hips again to have him deeper inside. He kissed you again and put his arm around your waist to hold you up against him and then your back hit a wall. You throw your hands behind his head to use his shoulders for support and adjust your hold on his hips before he started to thrust again. But this time he wasn't so gentle. He was going fast and strong, his tip touched your g spot every few times and you bit his neck to muffle your moans.

"It will take more than that to mark me," he said in an arrogant tone.

You huffed. You would be all marked up tomorrow with shapes of fingers and hands: on your waist, on your thighs, your ass. You heated your wrists enough to burn the belt restricting your movements and scratched his back with force. Your walls clenched when you heard him growl. That much will do to mark him, so you'll do it again.

His thrusts were reckless and he changed his angle from time to time. He held your waist with one arm and the other was on your leg, spreading it apart for him to get liberty with his movements.

"I'm so so close," you cried in his ear.

He knew it, he could feel it. His dick was being pressed hard in your pussy and it felt better than ever. It wouldn't take much for him to cum either. He kneeled and let your body down on the floor in front of him to take your legs and put in on his shoulders so he could thrust in a different position. Your back arched out of sheer pleasure and you moaned his name again. You couldn’t even warn him that you were on your climax before it happened, you just took his arm and scratched him even harder than before. Fucks and oh-s left your mouth each time his dick rubbed your cervix. You notice he was slowing down and you knew what he was thinking.

“Fill me up,” you said in a lustful voice. “Fill me up, please,” you used your heels to push him back to you.

He didn’t doubt anymore. He was back with his merciless thrusts, balls deep into you again. His dick was a bit harder to take after your orgasm but you couldn’t complain. You just wanted him to cum inside you and you even might be able to cum again just from the thought of if it. He found an angle in which both were moaning and he kept going strong. Your legs were trembling again and he felt tiredness on his muscles too. So he buried his cock on you a few more times and the little hold he had on his body snapped. He cummed inside you and you had another orgasm when you felt his semen filling you up.

After a minute he pulled out and collapsed by your side, both of you were struggling to catch your breath. You could just fall asleep there, or maybe in the warm water? As you weighed your options, Benimaru got up and walked outside and back. He kneeled by your side and cleaned you up.

"Oh, aren't you a gentleman?" you teased him. But you were grateful he wasn't a jerk as he looked he could be.

"Shut up," he said.

He cleaned himself and got dressed. You heard him talk with the old lady manager, asking for water and something to eat.

"There's a private room, you can stay here tonight if you're tired," he said as he observed you get dressed.

"Will you stay with me?" you smiled.

"Who knows," he answered and left.

You followed him to the private room where he was already sitting and eating. You took a seat in front of him and ate too. With a bit of teasing and other bit of luck maybe you could get a second round.

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[lunaastoir]

Hi! I really enjoy your writing so is it alright if i request xiao, diluc, childe with an idol s/o where one of their old stalkers come back or they just recently had a stalker in general but with how busy they were since they’re an idol they don’t even notice? And something bad happens (i cant think of anything</3) Thank you very much !!

hi anon!! a million apologies since this is so late but i hope you like the fic <3

there also aren’t any explicit details for anything bad happening - i briefly touched on subjects that you may not have control over, i hope that’s ok! 

warning (?): struggled a bit on this prompt so i apologize in advance if this isn’t my best work LMAOO

gn! reader

tw: hints of assault, slight angst, very light abuse if you squint

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xiao

now xiao is a very observant man but he's also extremely busy keeping liyue safe

he makes it a point to always come to your shows even if you don't actively see him bc he cares a lot abt you and he enjoys listening to your music ‼️

it's normal for him to sometimes get lost between his own world of demonslaying and the world he shares w you

so one night, he's hanging on the rafters of a house with the perfect view of your singing

everything goes smoothly, he sets his spear down while lightly swaying his head to the music

the concert ends and fans disperse after you say your farewells

a night like this is rare since for once, xiao can walk home w you back to the inn sweet boy really cleared out his schedule for you huh

you're unsurprised when you see him materialize next to you, opting to flash him a smile and a hello

his cheeks are lightly flushed as he crosses his arms before talking quietly about how well you did

he relishes in the wide smile you give him as a result of his praise and he lets the corners of his lips curve upwards slightly

the quiet bustle of the harbor seemed to slow down as the night grew longer

since this was a fairly large concert, you had boxes among boxes of equipment so xiao decided to make your life easier by quickly flying them to their appropriate locations

when he got back however, he was surprised to see you talking animatedly with someone

he didn't think anything was wrong until he saw the person trap you between the stage and words filtered into his ears

your back was painfully pressed against the stage wall as you defiantly met their gaze. after xiao had left, they had immediately come over to you: first introducing themselves as a fan and making amiable conversation, before divulging in personal details of your life that made your skin crawl. you weren’t helpless, you always had your weapon on hand regardless of whether you were performing or not. the way they pushed you against the wall however, made it near impossible to summon your sword should you need it. 

they leered down at you while balancing an arm against the wall next to your head. you had dealt with things like this before so you weren’t overly worried; you could defend yourself. you almost felt pity for the person in front of you as they asked for your number with a sadistic grin, disgusting words tumbling off of their lips. however, that was before you felt their cold fingers idly make their way to your stomach and you felt your breath hitch. oh no

the telltale sound of whooshing alerted you of xiao’s presence, and the press of the tip of his spear against their jugular brought you relief. 

“back away” he tightly growled while his golden eyes narrowed into slits. they stared at him in shock before holding their hands up and moving to step a foot away from you. 

“farther” he motioned with his spear before stepping in front of you as you attempted to collect yourself. 

“ok ok, i’m far away can you put your spear down now?” 

“no.” 

you mentally cursed as you watched the two of them glare at each other. this was supposed to be a carefree night but this unfortunate twist made the air thick with tension. you could feel the anger radiate off of xiao in waves and in an effort to deescalate the situation, you spoke. 

“i’m glad to meet such an...avid fan but i’m sorry the two of us must get going now” you hastily said before attempting to grab xiao’s hand and walk off past them. 

the next words had you halt your steps as they divulged their secret. 

words painted in careless arrogance with hints of violet overconfidence flew out of the person’s mouth - “judging from the weeks i’ve been following you, it didn’t seem like you had a boyfriend”

at the mere mention of prolonged stalking, xiao immediately lunged to pull you behind him. god, he didn’t kill mortals but he swore if he plunged his spear into this human being right here, no one would even blink twice considering how low of a person they were. 

“if i ever see you near them again, i will not hesitate to kill you. i won’t blink twice, i already have blood on my hands.” he ground out.

at the threat, the person grudgingly turned their back to you before leaving the two of you alone in the quiet harbor. 

you carefully reached a hand out to touch your boyfriend’s shoulder, but stopped after you saw the expression on his face. the mix of rage, sadness, and anguish imprinted his features as you watched his chest rapidly rise and fall - a result of his emotional battle. 

“i’m sorry i didn’t notice them before. i should’ve been paying more attention to you” he whispered before silently striding away from your grasp 

you knew that no matter how many reassurances you gave him about how, “it’s not your fault xiao, i didn’t notice them either” he would still blame himself. 

he was supposed to protect you right? so why couldn’t he sense the danger beforehand? what would’ve happened if he wasn’t there?

it’s still a learning process for him to realize that things happen, and he inevitably couldn’t be there to save you from everything. he needs time to understand and adjust. you’re willing to wait, patiently helping him through it. why? because love is worth it. 

god im sorry this ended up kinda sad whoops

diluc 

i swear everytime i say i’m a childe simp diluc kinda wrecks me

ahem anyways onto the hc!

he’s kinda never around but similar to xiao he will overwork himself to clear out an hour or two just to watch your concerts 

he’ll always stand off to the side too so if you tilt your head while you’re singing you can spy his red hair 

you always flash him the sweetest smile and this man blushes like CRAZY before quickly lifting his hand up to give you a thumbs up 

everyone watching the both of you like 😍😦

people think it’s the cutest thing i swear like c’mon the elusive “bachelor of mondstadt” being seen in public supporting you??? wow pls can we share him

he walks with you back to the winery, the entire time linking his hands with yours while gushing about your performance 

1939248/10 it’s literally the sweetest thing 

the next day however, adelinde brings you a pink letter addressed to you 

he doesn’t pry because it’s addressed to you and it’s your business but as the letters start coming by everyday, he starts to grow curious 

one day he straight up just asks you about it

“hey, you know those pink letters you keep getting? who are they from?”

you laugh slightly at his bashfulness and respond with a “just some overexcited fan” and he smiles before kissing your forehead 

he loves that people are noticing your talent 

loves it! until you get stalked by the same person who wrote you those letters while you were shopping!

diluc knows something’s wrong when you rush into angel’s share panicked after not returning his usual smile. 

“darling? are you ok?” he asks worriedly before quickly setting down the glass he was cleaning to move towards you. 

the widening of your eyes as you looked behind you at the sounds of someone else entering was all he needed to swiftly step in front of you, blocking their gaze of your face. 

the slightly panicked look in your eyes before you hurriedly whispered, “they’re following me” made diluc glance at them subtly out of the corner of his eye. he watched as they walked over to find a seat next to the bar, seemingly ready to order a drink. he quietly asked if you would like to sit in the room reserved for the employees, away from their prying eyes. your hasty nod was all the confirmation he needed for him to let you access the door behind him. 

the night went by fairly smoothly with kaeya’s usual teasing and venti’s usual begging for alcohol. diluc’s eyes narrowed however, when the person seemed to ask him questions regarding you. things like, “i heard you’re dating y/n... they’re amazing, how long have you been together?” and “do they live with you at dawn winery?” diluc answered these questions as short as he could, trying to convey with his body language that he truly did not want to talk to them. 

everything was going well until he made the mistake of leaving the bar unattended. he had briefly forgotten about your residence in the room behind him as his mind immediately gravitated to breaking up a brawl. when he returned, the half drunk glass of liquor combined with the person’s absence from their seat, caused sparks of worry to light up inside his chest. 

turning to the door, he knocked once. 

“is everything alright in there love?”

the sounds of things rustling about and the occasional muffled voice had him opening the door quickly. he saw you with your arm being held tightly in their grasp, your mouth muffled with their hand, while you strained against them by pulling at your arm. 

diluc immediately made his way over to you, quickly pulling your arm away before letting you enter into his embrace. 

“get out.” the venomous words clawed their way out of his throat as he looked at them with eyes that screamed hatred. his blood was boiling as his mind replayed the scene; your scared expression and their greedy eyes. 

diluc didn’t need to repeat himself twice as they ran out, trying not to trip over crates of wine. he made a mental note to find out who they were in order to make sure they never came near you ever again. 

he quickly looked down at your form, relaxing slightly at the sight of your tentative smile. “my knight in shining armor” you joked before softly nuzzling your head into his shoulder. the anger had yet to dissipate from his veins, and although he knew you were still shaken up, he was sure you would be fine. 

a pink letter placed on the table next to you caught his eye, and he made sure to quickly pocket it as he led you out, gently jesting with you about the “unnecessary amount of wine barrels in here, diluc this is a safety hazard!” 

he would deal with this person later. 

childe

ayo AYO ITS THE TOY SALESMAN

ok tbh he’s very rarely around so he unfortunately cannot make it to all of your shows 

dw tho, he will try his hardest to be there for the ones he’s in town for bc what is he if not your number one hype king??? 

ok kinda creepy! alert 

he’s tasked two of his subordinates to keep watch over you whenever he’s out of the harbor

it’s not anything creepy,,, he just gets extremely worried abt you and wants to make sure you’re safe 

sO when he gets a ransom note??? he’s understandably confused but also very much freaked out 

bc did they not know who he was??? the fact that they thought they could get away with holding you captive was quite honestly kind of funny to him 

very stressed and angry tho - hides it behind a facade of smiles but he’s raging 

takes him only a few hours to track you down bc he had everyone and i mean EVERYONE looking for you 

the note crunched in his hand as the harbinger made his way towards windrise. his pace was erratic, long legs rushing towards the small cave his agents had found. they were bordering the perimeter of the enclosure, careful to not alert you or your captor of their presence. childe’s subordinate head had calmly stated that childe need not come out to rescue you, the situation was under control and they could do it for him. however, childe’s sharp gaze along with his sickly sweet words of “thanks but no. i’m coming out to see this sorry asshole for myself” had the agent backing away apologizing. he wanted to see the look on this person’s face before he shoved their sorry ass into the abyss himself. 

as he reached the opening of the cave, he glanced over his shoulder at his head agent; a silent warning to keep the area sealed. his blue eyes glinted with a thirst for blood before making his way into the cave, sealing off the exit with his body. 

“well well, playing games with the love of my life are we?” 

his teasing words reached your ears as your eyes immediately found the face of your boyfriend. you weren’t horribly scared, just a little shaken up and sore from the bindings on your wrists. relief coursed through your body at the sight of him. you needn’t put in your plan of getting out of these bindings to fight your captor yourself anymore. 

childe’s eyes quickly scanned over your frame, making sure you weren’t hurt. at the state of you completely unharmed, the harbinger let his heart calm down slightly. you were completely ok. 

“wait a little longer, love? i promise this will be over soon”

the wink he sent you had you lightly rolling your eyes at his antics before he directed his attention back to your kidnapper. if your captor wasn’t scared before, they were certainly shaking in their boots now at the sight of childe’s twin hydro blades rotating playfully in his hands. 

“listen, all i want is the money-”

“and all i want is your head” 

your boyfriend smiled after cutting them off. the severity of the situation truly seemed to sink in at that moment before pleas of mercy fell from your captor’s lips, desperate to escape the bloodthirsty gaze of the harbinger. childe’s eyes flickered over to yours where you sat there, with your head ferociously shaking. a silent “no.” he sighed before swiftly bringing his arm up to hit your captor on the head, effectively knocking them out cold. 

his hands worked at the ropes holding you and he gingerly rubbed at your bruised wrists. you silently thanked the archons he could never say no to you. archons forbid what would've happened if you hadn’t said anything. while you were explaining what happened, the young man quickly scooped you up in his arms before walking out of the cave. 

you playfully hit his shoulder while muttering “drama queen” but you stopped when you saw his face morph into an expression of seriousness. you had informed him on the situation about your captor revealing themselves to be a recent stalker of yours, completely oblivious to the look of frustration on his face as he freed you from your bondages. 

“i was scared you know.” he quietly divulged. “i knew that it wasn’t anything extremely serious but i... i was still scared”

you swore as you looked at him in that moment, he had turned ten again. the youth of his face betraying his vulnerability. 

you quietly hummed before tangling your fingers in his hair. “i hope you know it wasn’t your fault. it wasn’t anyone’s fault. not even the two fatui agents who you sent to stalk me while you were away.”

he quietly laughed at that before mentally filing away a reminder for a lecture to those two agents in the near future. 

“i’m just glad you’re safe. i know you can save yourself but i’ll always be here. i still wish you would let me take care of your asshole kidnapper myself though.” he pouted jokingly. 

“i’m sure the millelith will lock them up for a long time.” you laughed sweetly. 

his usual smile reappeared at your antics. maybe he didn’t get to beat your captor up and do...much worse. however at the end of the day, your smile was still intact regardless of what happened. that’s all he wanted. 

[angryschnauzer]

Ok imma lil drunk rn but thats besides the point. Incant stop thinking about balconies. Back in my hoe~ing days I used to LOVE BALCONIES. And i cant stop.thinking about getting dicked donw by Henry on a balcony now

Darling, your wish is my command. Sorry this took so long

Room With A View

Summary: Whilst on holiday with Henry in Southern Italy, the sight of you on your hotel room’s balcony is just too much for Henry’s desires.

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Female Reader (no race or size mentioned)

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Exhibitionism, Public Sex, Oral Sex, Biting, Unprotected Sex, Creampie.

I do not run a tag list, instead please follow @angryschnauzerwrites where all of my stories are posted as well. Masterlist got too big for tumblr so can be found on AO3

Resting your camera on the wall of the balcony, you looked over the gorgeous coastline as the sun was starting to set, the white walls of the town buildings shining bright in the oranges and pinks of the sky. A pollen drunk bee bounced from bloom to bloom on the bougainvillea vine that crept up the side of the building and around the balcony, and you watched as it slowly flew away. The warm breeze caressed the bare skin of your legs, your soft dress billowing in the wind as it moved gently around your thighs.

The sound of the shower shutting off brought your attention back to the present, a small smile forming as you thought to the leisurely day of shopping in the boutiques you’d done with Henry, followed by a rather impromptu game of basketball with some local kids in a courtyard when they’d recognised him and had invited him to show them a few moves. You had happily watched from the sidelines, after all your wedge sandals were hardly made for sports, but you had taken joy in seeing Henry work up a sweat despite his soft linen attire.

Upon your return to your hotel suite Henry had decided to take a shower before you went out for dinner, and as much as you’d have liked to join him, it would have taken you considerably longer to get ready afterwards, plus you wanted to get some shots of the sunset.

The view was stunning, snapping a few shots before glancing back at just the right moment to see Henry emerging from the small bathroom, towel tied dangerously low around his hips, skin still glistening as water droplets hung in his chest hair. You silently gnawed at your lip, squeezing your thighs together to try and stem the arousal that was rapidly growing between them, knowing that if you didn’t get the shots of the sunset at that very moment the sun would have set. You should however have known that they were going to be the last shots of the evening you would take, as seconds later his strong arms wrapped themselves around your waist and you felt his chest against your back;

“What’cha doing?” Henry’s deep voice held a timbre of mischief and before you could answer you felt his teeth nibbling against your bare shoulder. Leaning back against his firm body your ass nestled against his crotch and you could feel the tell-tale twitch that told you dinner plans were going to be later than expected. A deep hum of appreciation resonated through his chest, his hands slowly pulling your dress up as he started to fluidly rut his hardening length against your ass, his lips moving to your other shoulder where his sharp teeth started to playfully bite, the pressure increasing as he progressed.

Henry pulled his hips back just a little so he could lift your dress over your ass, a small whistle escaping his lips;

“You mean to tell me you’ve been walking around in this short dress with just this flimsy excuse for underwear on all day?” he hooked his finger beneath the elastic of your lacy thong, pulling it to the side before that same digit found its way to your lips. Another hum of appreciation rumbled through his chest as he found you wet, seeking out your clit and giving it a few circular strokes before trailing his hand down a little to push that finger into your velvet channel;

“Hmmmn, not quite ready for me yet”

Pulling his hand away he quickly spun you to face him, capturing your mouth for a fierce kiss before lifting you as if you weighed little more than a feather to let you sit on the stone surround of the balcony;

“Henry!” you hissed, knowing what he was planning as he quickly got to his knees. Those blue eyes sparkled like the sea that surrounded the peninsular, except there was far more danger in those eyes than the mediterreanan sea. Clinging to the edge of the stone wall you nibbled on your lip as he parted your legs and pressed soft kisses up your inner thighs, before taking hold of your underwear and with one swift tug snapped it at the gusset. His gaze only left yours as he took in your glistening petals, before the blue mischief was back upon you as his wide tongue swept through your folds. 

There was no way of being silent when Henry ate you out, his tongue was everywhere; wide and juicy, he didn’t hold back with his noises of appreciation at the feel and taste of you. For you your precarious position gave another element of excitement, and as you scrambled for something to anchor yourself on one hand found his still shower damp curls, the other grasped at the metal trellis beside you, the pink bougainvillea flowers resting against your hand as your fingers curled around the metal framework holding it up. The rub of his nose against your clit and the days stubble on your softest of skin helped to bring on your orgasm, his tongue deep within you as you soaked his face with your essence, the pleasure surging through you as he held you tight before pulling away just a little to grin at you. Sliding his hand between your legs he gently pushed two fingers inside you, before pulling them out and lifting them to your mouth;

“Taste how sweet you are”

Holding his wrist you took those fingers into your mouth, tasting yourself on his digits as you sucked at them. Looking down you saw how his towel had parted where his thighs were wide apart, his fat cock standing hard and proud from between the pristine white of the towel. With his fingers still in your mouth he stood and wriggled his hips just slightly to let the towel fall to the floor. Towering over you he made you feel tiny as you sat on the balcony wall, pulling his fingers from your mouth;

“Good girl. Now turn around and bend over”

There was no arguing or disagreeing, you wanted to do it and followed Henry’s firm command, gasping as he kicked your legs further apart and you felt the blunt tip of his weeping cock slide through your folds before catching on your empty hole. With a grunt he thrust into you, growling as your walls hugged his flesh so tight at the thick insertion parting your insides. 

“Oh fuck” you muttered, breathless as your body struggled to get used to being so full. No matter how many times the two of you had sex, each time felt like the first all over again, your body struggling to take his girth before it finally yielded and you felt pleasure like you’d never felt before.

Henry was a force of nature when he fucked you, the raw power in his body meant you had three orgasm’s for every one of his, your mind as fucked as your pussy would be from the amount of serotonin in your bloodstream where you would end up lust drunk afterwards. As he ploughed into your body you struggled to stifle the sounds of ecstasy bubbling from your lips, before with a grunt he pulled you flush with his chest, one hand wrapped around your ribcage as the other covered your mouth;

“So fucking good, your cunt feels so tight as you cum…” his teeth bit into your neck as his hips worked quickly, the pleasure pain signals hitting your brain drawing another orgasm from you as Henry started to chase his own. His hips slammed into your behind, the sound of flesh upon flesh making it painfully obvious to anyone within earshot what was happening on the shrouded balcony above them as they walked along the footpath below. Screaming into his hand you came again, and with one final thrust Henry pushed deep and you felt him release his thick load deep inside you. 

For the longest moment he just held you, pressing soft kisses to your shoulders whilst still nestled deep within you, before he softened and pulled out, turning you in his arms to just hold you tenderly;

“Still want to go out for dinner tonight? Or would you prefer room service”

“Just give me a moment to clean up then we can try that seafood bistro we passed this afternoon”

A few moments later you had emerged from the bathroom having cleaned up best you could, adding a touch of makeup before stepping into the room and grinning at Henry as you shimmied out of the ruined panties and tossed them in the wastebasket in the corner. Grabbing your purse you smiled at Henry and hooked your arm through his as he paused;

“You don’t want to put replacements on?”

“Nope” you grinned at him, knowing the thought of you going commando would drive him insane for the whole meal.

“You wicked woman. We’re gonna need to get a table with a cloth on it so people can’t see my dick getting hard at the thought of your cum soaked pussy bare for me”

With a grin you pulled him out of the door, knowing it would be a quick meal and you’d be back fucking in the room sooner than you expected.

[xoxo-teddybear]

Adorable - Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou x f!reader

Warnings: Fluff, Crack, Cursing, slice of life, Bakugou kinda ooc but still lovable

Summary: Honestly it’s just some scenarios of Bakugou and Y/N being an adorable couple. It’s also just some moments in their lives as a couple

“Annnddd....done!” You squealed as you got your setup ready. You were currently setting up a cupcake tower on a table after you spent days baking. UA needed some funds so they set up a little event to raise money. Students could either participate in raising money or giving money and Y/N chose to do a little cupcake sale to help out. What a sweetheart.

“It looks amazing Y/N,” Mina said as she tried to grab a cupcake. You smacked her hand away before she snatched one. “Ow!”

“Those aren’t free Mina, they’re important too.” You explained as you picked up a stack of flyers to pass out.

“I know they’re important! They’re gonna save my life! I didn’t get to eat breakfast and I’m starvingggg.” You laughed at your best friend before you took a few steps away from your table to pass out the papers.

“Well unless you pay for it, you can’t have it. Besides, I put a lot of work into them. I spent a week in the kitchen and I just spent 4 hours setting up the table. Cant let them go to waste and just give ‘em for free.” you said as you gave away the flyers.

What you didn’t realize was that behind you at your table, Bakugou and Kirishima had stumbled upon your cupcake table and silently went in to grab one. Unfortunately, they weren’t the most graceful and tipped over your entire setup. They looked at each other in shock and quickly scrambled to fix their mistake as you were distracted. The boys picked up the table and quickly went to gather the cakes.

“I put a lot of time into them. There’s sugar free, dairy free-“

“Do you have any that are just free free? I’m really hungry.” Mina whined and you gave in.

“Fine, I’ll let you have a cupcake if you help me with the sale. You can make sure the table stays neat and tidy!” you bargained to which Mina agreed. However, as you said that, Bakugou had tipped the table again after he bumped into it while picking up cupcakes and Kirishima gave him a look that screamed ‘duuudeee seriously?!’ As he was on his knees picking up the sweets.

“Hey, maybe we can get Bakugou and Kirishima to help us too!” Mina offered.

“Ehh, I don’t know. They’d probably just want to eat everything,” you warned as you hung up one flyer.

“I doubt they’d put food in their mouths if it meant helping the school.” She tried to defend them but behind your backs, the boys panicked when they didn’t know what to do and just stuffed the cakes in their mouths. They left evidence all over their hands and face.

“Well, let’s get this bake sale started!” You said and when you both turned around to face your table, you saw it on the ground along with a few cupcakes. The rest of them were in the hands and mouths of Kirishima and Bakugou as you both watched them continue to chow down on the desserts. Once they noticed you guys staring they froze, dropped the cupcakes, pointed towards each other, and spoke with full mouths at the same time.

“.....he did it.” They both said with frosting and cake all in their hands, mouths, and faces.

—

Here’s the situation. Y/N has been directed to keep a low profile due to her being targeted by a few villains. She wasn’t down for that especially since her and Bakugou were a duo. She knew Bakugou could handle himself but it made her feel better knowing they were both looking out for each other on the field. And so, to keep fighting by his side, she went under an Alias hero name, Blaze, and gave herself a new look for the time being. She wore a very subtle and natural wig, different makeup, and wore a bandana mask that covered half her face.

Bakugou of course knew who she was, along with the rest of the former students in 1-A, but they went along with it so that Y/N can continue to fight. Unfortunately, “Blaze,” grew popular as people began to notice Bakugou’s “new” hero partner and eventually, the duo got an interview that wanted an inside scoop on all things Blaze. So here we are at that interview.

“You know Dynamight, I think I like this new partner better than H/N,” the interviewer said. Bakugou and the rest of 1-A grew a shocked and fearful look on their faces once those words left the poor man’s mouth.

“Excuse me?” Y/N aka Blaze said.

“Well, Blaze, I think you just have this special something that H/N never had. And, I think you’re more talented than her.” Ironic since the man is speaking to the same girl just with a different name. Once he said that though, the former students all grew shocked faces that were the embodiment of “😧😯” as they awaited for Y/N’s reply.

“Heh...what?” Y/N laughed trying to play it off and not be detected, “H/N is brilliant. You have no idea what you are talking about,” Y/N said with a slight smile but 100% attitude. Bakugou looked at his girlfriend with hesistant eyes as he was worried she would kill the man.

“I think I do,” the man started, “see, you just bring this fresh new look for Dynamight that H/N never brought.”

Bakugou was pissed this man was talking about his Y/N like that but he was in the eye of the public and had to keep a cool cover and so he quickly jumped to try and save this interviewer from Y/N’s wrath.

“H/N was also fresh! Heh..some might even say that H/N and Blaze have the same amount of ..fre-freshness.” Bakugou tried to counter but the man kept going.

“Well in my opinion, Y/N L/N wasnt an impactful or important part of your success at all. She was overrated.” And Bakugou’s face grew worried and shocked as his head snapped towards Y/N to gaze her reaction.

“Huh! What do you know?! You don’t fight villains or save lives!” Y/N aka Blaze said as she stood from her seat and walked towards the man. “You just sit there with your over-gelled, swoopy hair as you read and ask stupid questions off of stupid cards!” She said and took the cards out of his hands and threw them at the man.

Bakugou was quick to stand and try to take the attention away from the scene. “Hey uh..my-my team will be coming out with new Dynamight merch so stay tuned for that!..heh...”

“And another thing,” Y/N said as her intense stare never left the interviewer’s. “H/N has worked too hard to be treated with such disrespect! Am I right everyone?!” She asked the crowd in the audience as they all cheered in agreement.

“See this is what I’m talking about!” The man said as he stood up with you and Katsuki. “This is that exact fire that Y/N lacks!”

“Oh I’ll show you fire!” You said as you went to jump the man but before you got a chance Bakugou was quick to grab you and throw you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He turned to the man and apologized and created a casual conversation as you hung from his shoulders, fist-pumping with the crowd as they cheered on your alias name.

“Goodnight everyone!” Bakugou screamed as he ran off with you and out of the building. He took you home and you both had to take a breather from the insane night.

—

“Baby?” Bakugou screamed into your dorm room as he couldn’t find you. He just got back from a training session in the forest with Aizawa and had been looking for you all day. He just wants to see his teddy bear.

“Baby?” Checked the common rooms..nothing.

“Babyyy?” Checked the kitchens...nope.

“Y/N?” Checked the school..not here either.

“Teddy Bear?” Checked the gym..you already know. Bakugou got tired and went to the rooftop.

“TEDDY BEAARRRRRRRR!!!!” He screamed to the world. He still got nothing but then he heard feet running up the stairs and the door bust open. He turned in hopes of it being his loving girlfriend but instead he saw his 4 friends.

“BAKUGOU! SHUT UP!” They all screamed at him.

“Oh shut up idiots! I’m trying to find my girlfriend here!” Bakugou said and as he was getting ready to yell again, the Bakusquad shut him up and dragged him to his dorm room.

“Did you check there?!” Mina asked and she and the rest of the squad walked away. Bakugou walked in and saw you peacefully sleeping in his bed and out of nowhere his annoyed thoughts all left him as he smiled at your slumbering state. He took off his bags and shoes as he jumped into bed with you and smothered your face in quick kisses.

You finally woke up to the ticklish feeling of your loving boyfriend and giggled as he assaulted you with his love. “Hey baby, what’s up?”

“I’ve been looking for you Princess,” Bakugou said as his lips were on your cheek. His face was smooshed into yours as he inhaled your sweet scent. He loved it here.

“You need something, love?” You asked as you turned to face him. You watched as Bakugou just nodded his head and poked his lips out. Yes. Bakugou Katsuki did all that searching and yelling for a single peck on the lips from you. It was all he craved for and he was gonna get it. You smiled as you rolled your eyes and gave in. The sweet peck was enough to make Bakugou combust as he sighed in satisfaction and flopped onto his bed, bringing you down with you him.

“Thank you!” He said with shut eyes and a contempt smile.

“Sure babe, anytime,” you said as you cuddled into him and drifted back off to sleep. Katsuki following you, dreaming about giving you even more kisses.

—

Y/N had been meditating. Due to her quirk, it was good that she’d get some R&R during these peaceful and quiet states. Until her boyfriend walked in. Bakugou Katsuki, who is very much the opposite of peaceful and quiet.

“Baby?” He asked. “Is there anything I can do to help?” He said with a pretty chirpy attitude and a small smile.

“Go away,” you smiled sweetly at him for a second before turning back around.

“THAT’S JUST MEAN!”

—

A/N: idk I thought this was cute :/

[heyitsyn]

Prove Me Wrong

M!Reader x Oikawa

a/n: SDKLFJSLDKFJDLSKF OKAY I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE I LAST UPDATED BUT I REALLY INVESTED MY TIME INTO RESEARCHING AND READING FANFICS WITH AN M!READER BC I REALLY DIDNT WANNA GET IT WRONG SO I APOLOGIZE IF I DID SOMETHING WRONG AND I HOPE THIS ANON LIKES IT!!!

anon:

-heres an interesting thought. what about flamboyant oikawa with a cold boyfriend😳😳

YEYYY I FINALLY UPDATED

LETS GET STARTED SHALL WE?

okayokayokay

so in the request above

this is a m!reader

meaning you will be male in this one so hehe yep the story starts now

you are,,,

distant

and cold

but its mainly just because you were,,,

too tired to actually put in the effort of socializing

between bouncing between part-time jobs to care for your siblings and to schoolwork and book club

the mans can only do so much

so you spend most of your time in school just trying to catch up on sleep bc youre too busy studying up all night for exams since yanno

✨gRaDuaATiOn✨

unfortunately for you, your class had the famous manwhore oikawa tooru

why is that a bad thing?

well, imagine just trying to get some shut eye and suddenly, you just hear a bunch of screaming girls and it gets louder the closer the guy approaches your classroom and when he opens it,

the screams become 10x bass boosted

then imagine that with your sensitive hearing

now,,

it does bother you but it wouldnt bother you as much if he told them to leave

BUT NOOOOOO

he decides to let them in and chat with them and flatter them and continue with that bs until the bell rings

even then,

the girls in your class cant help but keep giggling at him and he always whispers in that obnoxious voice and youre just like two seconds away from ripping his tongue out

now

you dont hate him

you just genuinely dislike his way of living

and the way he talks

and the way he acts

yea see?

no hate

theres a difference

then there was that one time that you got so fed up with it that when oikawa settled on his seat and the fangirls circled him like some cult

they started talking to him all at once trying to get his attention

so it was a garbled mess of sounds and you growled, burying your face deeper in your arms because you would snap really really soon

then one girl shrieked when oikawa smiled at her and then you really just let go of all bearings

your chair made a squeak as you shot up, palms slamming against the wooden desk and your eyes glaring straight at them

‘go back to the farm, ya squealing pigs’

DSKFJLSDFKJSDFKDJS SORRY I LOVE TSUMU

this made everyone silent-even the others in the class just minding their own business

they all knew you as the quiet kid who didnt really talk much but those who did were really scared at you and the way you talked to them with such a cold and monotonous voice that they started spreading rumors about you

even absurd ones like your eyes are so cold bc youve killed so many people that you have no life and empathy left

LIKE WHAT THE HECK YOU STRUGGLED TO GET A SPIDER OUT OF YOUR SISTERS ROOM THE OTHER DAY LIKE EXCUSE YOU

but apparently they were just,,, so scared of you that when you finally got done with them and bursted out, the girls started crying

YALL KNOW THE SAYING LIKE HELL HAS STARTED WHEN THE QUIET KID SNAPS

the females run out of the room scared and the others nervously looks at you

your eyes sweeped through the room and each one of them flinched when you made eye contact with them

YES ASSERT OUR DOMINANCE M/N

the only who didnt was oikawa tooru himself

your eyes landed on him and he still had that stupid smug look on his stupidly gorgeous face and you wanted to ki-WAIT NO SLAP it off of him

‘the hell you looking at?’

you grumbled at him and he just merely shook his head with a smile

‘you remind me a chihuahua, m/n-chan. so cute when its angry’

‘HAH?!’

now it isnt a surprise to hear oikawa tooru say that to a boy bc wowza the school loves him so much that hes a bi icon in seijoh and hes such a king like who cares?

but they were surprised to see you turn red, the tips of your ears to the base of your neck were all flushed

‘see? so cute, right, everyone?’

KSDFJLSDKJFS

THE NERVE OF THIS MAN

the class didnt say anything except just put their heads down bc as much as they wanted to agree with oikawa at how suddenly hot you looked, they were too scared that you might plummet their faces to the ground

maybe thats when everyone started noticing you more

again, you were very quiet, you didnt talk much, you just sat there and listened so obviously you didnt really stand out but then that outburst made you more noticeable

you started seeing girls in your class staring at you then blush and look away abashedly

then the guys in your class started greeting you, even people in the hallways

ngl the attention you suddenly got was overwhelming

especially when oikawa seemed to call out to you all the time now

as you were walking down the stairs, hed see you and he’d shout and wave to you

‘m/n-chan! hiii!!!!’

his loud voice would make everyone turn and look at you and you dont do well with public attention so you turn red and you glare at him

‘shut the hell up, idiot. and dont call me by my first name. we’re not friends’

you turned to walk in the classroom but you looked at him again after taking a few steps

there he was

smiling and giggling with those girls

all he does is smile and giggle and shit

its so damn fake that you cant believe everyone fell for it and the worst thing is oikawa’s doing it to get everyone’s acceptance and validication

it was pathetic and disgusting

poor oikawa :(

now on to baby flatttykawa side,

he was kinda hurt by that

like how the heck are you not friends when youve been going to high school for 3 years?

sure, its only been casual greetings and him waving at you when yall made eye contact

but its still something, right?

right?

when you walked back into the classroom, tooru cant help but feel down at the declaration of the lack of friendship you had

his form slouched and his eyes trailed down but the voice of some girl brought him back to where he was and to fix his attitude

‘oikawa-san? are you okay?’

the others muttered in concern with her but they were eased when he raised a peace sign with the signature smile 

‘yep! all good!’

GOD I REALLY CANT STAND IT WHEN HE USES A FACADE TO EVERYONE BUT LIKE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH BC HES SUCH A STRONG CHARACTER THAT DOESNT BREAK AND HES SO INSECURE AND IT PAINS ME SO MUCH THAT HE FEELS THE NEED TO HIDE BEHIND A MASK EVERYDAY AND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

truth be told,

oikawa has always noticed you

not only do you work at the one bakery with his milk bread but you also work at the convenience store that the team sometimes visits

then he also noticed you picking up your brother from the volleyball practice that takeru’s part of and he cant help but frown at the eyebags under your eyes that he always sees

he lies awake at night just thinking how you would look without those eyebags, without the sickly looking complexion, or even just the lack of life in your eyes

then during class, you sat by the window

tooru knows this bc his eyes always fixes itself on you whenever he opens that door and he has to hold in the need to hug you when he sees you sleeping on your desk

others might call you lazy

others might call you a video game all nighter kid

but they dont notice the things you do

the nervous habits hes seen from you at the times that tooru couldnt help but stare

he knew it was creepy to do it

but you were so silent

you blended yourself into the background and you made sure to stay there 

thats why nobody knows anything about you

with good looks like yours and a smart brain (he knew this from mattsun and makki being your students), why exactly were you not known?

maybe thats why it drew you to him

all his life he chased, 

but now hes the one chasing?

tooru knows that your left eyebrow lifts when sensei writes something you dont understands

tooru knows that you like to do sudoku in the convenience store while you worked

tooru knows you eat the same meal during lunch every day from the same lunchbox

and he also knows that your brother talks so highly about you from takeru

the little things your brother brags about like your ability to cook f/f or your weird ability to just assemble something without looking at the instruction manual

he notices and knows all these things about you

things that people never really even bothered to 

oikawa didnt even know he liked you until iwaizumi pointed it out during lunch

the third years liked to go and eat at the rooftop where it was nice and windy

oikawa was sitting and leaned against the tall wire fence, his eyes fixated on you down below on the bench as you ate your lunch

then you accidentally loosened the chopsticks causing your food to slip off

that made oikawa giggle

he was chuckling and giggling that the others noticed him when he suddenly went quiet

‘oi, oikawa’

makki nudged him back to them and tooru flinched before smiling at them

‘hm? so you do notice me!’

iwa glared

‘idiot. of course we do. youre laughing over there like some damn schoolgirl. did one of your fangirls posses you or something? if not, cut it out. its ugly’

oikawa shot him an offended look

‘what?! iwa-chan so mean!’

mattsun took the liberty to peer over the edge to see what he was looking at and smirked

‘eh? were you looking at l/n-sensei?’

oikawa blushed, feeling like he just got caught doing something bad

‘and what about it? im looking at you too, right now, mattsun!’

makki cackled at oikawa’s poor attempt of reasoning

‘i mean, i dont blame you. if issei wasnt here, id definitely get with him’

SEDKLFJSDLFISDKFJ MATTSUHANA YALL :”)

oikawa’s eyes wandered back down to you and he noticed you put the bento box to the side before sneezing

‘gosh, even his sneeze is cute’

he mumbled then jolted when he heard his own words 

iwa sighed

‘what are we going to do with you, shittykawa?’

‘what?! what did i do?!’

iwa’s eyes scrunched and he scrutinized his best friend

‘boke. i feel bad for that kid, doesnt know this stupid idiot likes him’

so thats how oikawa came to terms of it

he thought he was just interested and fascinated with you but he really does like you

and to be honest, he doesnt really want you to know that bc duh, you dont like him so why bother?

baby oiks doesnt interact with you much anymore bc he knows you get uncomfy with attention but he still does look out for you and decides he should just admire from afar

he will live every day just holding his feelings in for you and one day they will disappear

but today just wasnt the day

maybe today was the start of the worst yet the best part of your life

last night was particularly rough as the convenience store you worked in had a drunk person who wanted to fight with you and your manager had to call the police and it was just a mess

to add on to it, midterms were around the corner-like next week- so you were studying up for that

but your sister got sick so you were also trying to take care of her and making sure her fever was going down and her crying ever few hours about her tummy ache didnt allow you to sleep

hehehe single parent working late tingz

ALSO SHE DOESNT HAVE MISS RONA JFC

so yep haha you did NOT get any sleep

so you walked into school that morning, looking tired as hell and mad as hell but you just wanted to sleep bro

the one kid you tutor, matsukawa issei, and his friend who usually tags along, hanamaki takahiro, noticed you dazedly pass them in the hallway and poor dudes felt bad for you

mattsun actually pays you to tutor him bc he knows you need the money while taka preferred to buy you snacks and drinks as compensation

so it was normal that he had an energy drink in his bag that he was going to give you tomorrow during your tutoring day

‘oi! l/n!’

your head perked up at the call of your name and you nodded in greeting at the light brown haired boy

‘hey’

you muttered and mattsun placed his hands on your shoulder to keep you upright

‘oi, l/n, you sure you want to be here? you can go home and we can tell them youre sick or some-’

but you waved your hand

‘nonono todays an important lecture so i cant miss it’

the two guys didnt look convinced but they respected your need to be in school since they too need to be in class for midterms

‘here. at least take this’

makki placed a drink on your hand and you nodded and gave them a small smile

‘thanks’

you mumbled before wandering off

once they saw you at a distance away, makki wrapped an arm around issei to get his attention

‘ya think we should tell oikawa to keep an eye on him? make sure he doesnt keel over and die or somethin?’

mattsun stopped before nodding

‘yea thats a good idea’

SKLFJLSDKJFD NOT MATTSUHANA BEING YOUR PARENTS

oikawa was already in class when you walked in and he cant help but tear his eyes away from the girls to you as you sluggishly walked to your seat

the drop of your bag and the thud of your head meeting the desk made him worried bc you looked worse than usual

his phone buzzed and he checked it to see a message from mattsun

‘keep an eye out for your boyfriend. mightve been working late last night and yanno how he is. just watch out if he faints or something’

okay that made him super worried

totally ignoring what mattsun called you, oikawa knew he needed to talk to you

but these fangirls were the first problem

he shut his phone off and looked up at them with a grin that made them madly blush

‘ladies, class is about to start. oikawa-senpai would hate for you to be marked. so study hard for me, okay?’

like hypnotized cult members, the girls ran to their classrooms and tooru finally had the opportunity to talk to you

he stood up and walked over to your seat

‘m/n-chan’

he called out, looking down at you

‘m/n-chan’

he tried again and was about to put a hand on your shoulder when your hand snatched it

‘dont touch me, oikawa’

you grumbled and tooru furrowed his eyebrows

‘m/n-chan, i just wanted to ask if youre okay’

he whined and you didnt bother to look up but just let go of his hand

‘i was until you came over, idiot’

ouch

tooru was thankful that the teacher came in then and there bc he didnt know how to respond to that

he wanted to brush it off but it hurt him a little

and he knows he shouldnt entertain his crush on you but he couldnt looking at you and watching as you got up to use the bathroom 

as class went on, oikawa was starting to worry

now again, hes no stalker bc his observation skills were just phenomenal due to volleyball

so he noticed that youve been in the bathroom for like 20 minutes now

DONT JUDGE US, OIKAWA. WE’RE JUST TRYING TO PUSH OUT THE BIG PIECE OF-

okay nevermind

anyways

tooru, worried that something happened, raised his hand to go and use the bathroom and the sensei wasnt exactly paying attention so he just let him go

thank god he has long legs bc he was able to reach the bathroom quick and he stifled a shriek when he saw your passed out form inside

‘M/N-CHAN!’

he yelled and he cursed when duh you were alone and who knows how long youve been there

and ew bathroom floors is bleh

you were in no way light but you werent exactly heavy either so he was able to muster up all his strength and hoisted you on his back

tooru’s heart thrummed in his chest and he knew it couldnt be that serious but he cant help but think of the worst

and yep

the nurse just told him that your heartbeat was okay and you were snoring so you mustve been exhausted by the dark circles in your eyes

‘keep an eye on him for me. i have to tend to midoriya over there. the kid broke his arm again and i dont know how’

she grumbled at the end but tooru didnt care as he sat on the chair next to your bed

he sighed before laying his head on the cot by your hand

his eyes settled on your face and how peaceful it looked

gosh, you really were so cute

your personality just sucked ass

constantly telling him to shut up and calling him idiot

hmph

not long after oikawa fell asleep, you woke up and cursed, immediately realizing you fainted and you missed class

as you were going to rub your eye, there was weight on your hand and you looked down to see a head full of brown hair that could only belong to a certain someone

a certain idiot

‘oi. oikawa, wake up’

you shook his head and when he didnt budge, you just pulled your hand from under him making him jump awake

at first, he was confused

looking around like a lost puppy and his eyes bleary

yea it was cute and what about it

then he noticed you sitting up and he smiled

‘you feeling better, m/n-chan?’

he asked, leaning close 

but you placed your hand on his face to push him away

‘yea. and stop leaning so close, idiot’

you grumbled and he whined

‘youre so mean, m/n-chan! i was so worried about you!’

he complained and you rolled your eyes

‘i didnt ask you to be, idiot’

SLDKFJSDLKFJKL M/N IS SO MEAN WHAT THE FAK

oikawa frowned

‘i cant help it. i like you, m/n-chan’

you froze, looking at him with scrunched eyebrows

then you chuckled dryly

‘yea, okay sure. im okay now so you can go to class’

wOW OIKAWA DESERVES BETTER WHAT

tooru was taken aback

‘wh-what? thats it? after i just told you that i liked you?’

you blinked at him

‘what do you want me to say about that, oikawa? how do you want me to react? im not like your fangirls, squealing and shit’

your words cut deep in him and oikawa held your arm

‘no wait a minute. what do you mean by that? do you not believe me?’

‘who the hell believes something that’s fake?’

there was a snip in your tone and oikawa knew you were talking about this facade of his

‘what? i-’

‘you think i believe you? you telling me you like me? do you even know who you are?’

you asked and tooru sniffled, eyes staring at your chest

‘for years, you told people what you wanted them to hear, regardless if you meant them or not. not once have you ever told them no. who the hell accepts chocolates when they dont even like them to begin with?’

at that last part, oikawa snapped up to meet your eyes

‘how did you know’

you rolled your eyes

‘our brothers are friends, idiot. he gave him some of the chocolates you gave to takeru since the brat couldnt eat them all’

oddly, that brought some warmth in tooru’s chest

so he wasnt the only one who knows the stupid stuff

but you continued on your rant

‘for a guy who doesnt like sweet stuff, youve accepted their nasty treats all the time, like why? oh, wait i know why, because you want them to like you. it doesnt matter if-if this-this persona of yours isnt real because as long as they like you, you dont give a fuck. isn’t that true? am i right? because please, prove me wrong’

maybe your dislike for him came out at that tangent and you half expected him to cry but you were surprised when he glared at you with teary eyes

‘i will. ill prove you wrong, m/n, that i do like you and i will make you like me. ill make you like me with the real me. i swear.’

‘mhm. okay. sure, oikawa’

do you regret it?

i mean,,,

kinda?

but not really?

because you loved watching the girls faces fall when oikawa rejected their treats the next day

you were walking to class when you noticed him with his cult by the entrance and you saw him smiling at some girl before gently pushing away a can of cookies

‘gomen. i actually dont like sweets that much anymore. if you want, you can give me milk bread?’

you stopped and oikawa caught your eye and he grinned

you nodded in greeting before continuing to walk

but he noticed a small smile on your face and gosh oikawa sighed like a lovesick fool

it took iwaizumi to finally send him back and his fangirls were looking at him worriedly

‘could you be less obvious, shittykawa?’

rip iwaizumi hajime in episode 546546546 of daily adventures of oikawa tooru

you noticed that oikawa has started to become distant with his fangirls and hes been sticking to you during lunch, leaving behind the others

makki and mattsun looked like proud parents as they peered down over to you flicking oikawa’s forehead and they smiled

‘god, that kid deserves this’

‘hah? that sounds like more of a punishment to me. but i dont care. it takes him off our hands for a while’

IWA I SWEAR HES SO MEAN BUT HE STILL WUVS TOORU SO ITS OKAY

oikawa would pick your brother up and take him home when youre too busy to go get him yourself and sometimes, he even takes your little sister too which causes them to have a mini sleepover and you sleep there too

also, whenever youre working in the convenience store, tooru would buy sandwhiches and a drink just for you so you can eat them while youre on break and not have to waste money and you told himyou dont want him spending money on you but he doesnt wanna hear it

‘i dont want you buying me-’

‘ssshhhh dont. im doing this because i want to and becaus i care for you, m/n-chan’

overtime, 

yea

sure

youve started to like him

youve started looking forward to seeing his stupidly cute face and his stupidly cute giggle

you went to his games and gave him a tight hug when hes about to play as a ritual for good luck and you would open your arms for him wide whenever he wins

then he didnt

against shiratorizawa, you noticed how he was so disappointed

even as you walked home with him, he continued to smile and tell you how good his team played

until you couldnt take it anymore

you pulled him over to some alleyway and you pushed him to the wall

DSKLFJLSDKFJLSDFJ WOW WHAT

oikawa nervously fiddled with his jacket and gave you a shaky smile

‘m/n-chan, what are you-’

‘tell me what youre feeling right here, right now. no bullshit, no lies, tell me everything in that pretty head of yours’

you deadpanned and tooru looked away

‘im fine’

‘are you lying to me, tooru?’

your voice was even but he could tell you were serious

he gulped before taking in a shakey breath

‘im fine. so stop asking about it!’

he exclaimed and you sighed

‘listen, i know its not official yet but you want me to be your boyfriend right?’

tooru flinched before he flushed at the word ‘boyfriend’ 

then he nodded

‘as your boyfriend, you have to lean on me, tooru. i dont want you to hold it to yourself because i wanna be there for you and i want to go through everything with you because i,,,,,’

you stopped and hesitated, debating if you should say it or not

‘because i like you, idiot’

you confessed and swallowed thickly

oikawa met your eye and his eyes watered

‘im so angry! im so disappointed! but i know my team did their 110 percent! we’re just not strong enough! so its not their fault! but ushijima is such a freak and hes too strong and its not fair!’

he complained and he cried loudly

not once in the 3 years of knowing oikawa have you seen him cry and you were so proud of him for being able to trust you enough to show him being vulnerable

you rushed forward held him close to your chest

‘for what it’s worth, you looked so incredibly hot and cute playing’

you whispered and pecked his neck 

of course oikawa couldnt hold his surprise at the feeling of your lips on his neck so he squealed a little

you gigled and continued holding your boyfriend close, even if it was at some nasty alleyway

yall became official and ngl, they didnt see this coming

some nobody dating the grand king oikawa tooru?

what in the wattpad?

yall know that tiktok of like ‘guys you cant dm me anymore. i have a girlfriend now. what else? and i love her’

IF YALL DONT KNOW IM SORRY

but you totally made oikawa tell his fangirls that

YOU KNOW THE FUNNY THING?

when yall became official, you actually gained your own little fanclub

maybe its because you gained clout from your boyfriend but they started noticing you and wowza you were hot

before, it was you getting jealous over tooru but now, it was him getting possessive of you

hes such a brat that he sits on your lap before class and youre just all smirking and feeling all good bc your baby is so cute when hes jealous

YOU CANT DISAGREE THAT HE DOESNT RADIATE UKE ENERGY

but all oiks has to do is pull down your collar and expose your purple littered collarbones and they will know who you belong to

theres a reason why iwa-chan is now the kids babysitter

youre still kinda cold and distant to people but youre soft for your baby and you always hold him close when hes in sight and you just cant get enough of him

:’)

also!! 

your sister loves dressing you up and oikawa has his sisters makeup and they both do your makeup and you guys have tea party with the boys and just the cutest domestic stuff

you still call him idiot though

but like affectionately yanno?

and over the years youve turned it down to dummy

and ngl tooru loves it when you call him that

what in the dumbification-

because he knows that equivalent to babe from you and he absolutely just loves you lmao

youre def the more quieter and calmer one in the relationship like you absolutely dont react much

while tooru is the overreactor and hes very animated with his facial expressions and stuff

like the one time

he was cooking some chicken pasta and you cheekily grabbed a piece of chicken and he made a dramatic gasp

‘*le gasp* oikawa m/n how dare steal a piece of chicken!’

you cackled before crossing your arms at the sight ofyour lover with his pursed lips and hands on his hips

‘excuse you. its more of you who’d take my last name’

it was so easy to make him flustered and tooru quickly turned around to tend back to the food but he was really just hiding his red face

‘b-baka. thats not going to happen’

‘not if i do it first’

you shrugged and smirked, wondering if he will fall for it

and as expected with oikawa tooru

‘yea okay sure’

‘i will!’

‘prove me wrong, m/n-chan~’

‘turn around right now’

oikawa rolled his eyes playfully before turning with a smile

‘what are you-*le gasp part 2*’

his hands covered his mouth at the sight of you there in front of him, kneeling on your knee tightly clutching a silver ring between your thumb and index finger

your heart was thrumming in your chest but you gulped and smiled

‘i win. now marry me, dummy’

oikawa screamed

a/n: sorry if this sucked booty :((( but i just really like the thought of uke oikawa and just him with a cute boyfriend for a change like please we all know oikawa is a bi king and thats on docosahexaenoic acid

[constantlyunlightening]

Quiet

Day 10: Public Places w/ Shoto Todoroki

Warnings/Other Kinks: Bratty Dom, cum play (i guess that’s what I’m gonna tag it as), panties in mouth

If you haven’t read my Shoto Todoroki NSFW headcannons, you should. Cuz this is in line with my bratty dom theories. Is he dumb or being a smartass? Who knows?

Anyway, Shoto is super fun to write. I really liked doing this one and I hope you guys like it too!

Disclaimers: 18+ years old to read, all characters are aged 20+

He told you the next time you wore that dress in public, he wouldn’t be able to hold himself back. You had taken it as a compliment at the time, not a threat.

But on the day where the two of you were supposed to be heading to some fancy hero event, you found that specific dress laid out on your bed waiting for you. Honestly, you thought the gesture was adorable! Was Shoto picking out an outfit he wanted you in? You had simply forgotten all about what he had said last time.

So you put the dress on. 

It wasn’t until after the two of you mingled around the event a while before he pulled you to a corner and you heard his deep voice dance against your ear. “So you wore it? Remember what I said last time?” His voice bounced in your skull and the hand that heated up at your waist quickly jogged your memory. “I warned you.”

And with that, he dragged you away at the nearest opportunity and shoved you into a supply closet. That’s how you ended up with your dress hiked over your hips and Shoto fucking you into the walls of the tiny closet. 

You’re pretty sure the two of you had knocked something off the closet shelf in your flurry, but the cock pounding you into the wall made it really damn hard to think. Shoto had his head dipped down, lips and teeth and tongue attacking the flash that stretched your collar bone as he tightened his grip on your thighs. You were clawing at his back, trying to bite the inside of your cheek but the way he was tearing into you made it so hard to keep your noises down.

“Sho-shoto,” an urgent, whine of a whisper was all you could manage to hiss out without screaming. “I- if I make too much noise, we’re going to get caught.” A tangle of words, ushered out as quickly as possible to keep you from yelping as he speared deep into you.

He didn’t pause his hips, but he did pause the ministrations he had been trailing over you, only so he could look up at you with hues of smoke and frost. It was almost vexing how calm he looked. You were falling apart and other than the beads of sweat rolling down his face and a few labored pants. “Then stay quiet?” He offered, as if the solution were obvious. As if you could keep quiet with the hero pounding you senseless. 

With a raspy groan, you covered your mouth with a hand you detangled from his shirt and shook your head as his length rocked against your insides, slipping in and out much too snugly. “I-I cant-”

You couldn’t tell if the way he stared at you silently was him trying to actually access the situation or was him just hiding his smirk. Was he being a smartass with a poker face right now? Or was he genuinely racking his brain for a solution. You’ve been dating this man for how long now? And you still had no idea as to if he was the smartest person you knew or the dumbest. 

You weren’t ever going to find out you were pretty sure. Especially not right now with your whole body vibrating in need. 

He pulled out of you, and the seemingly randomness of it had you trying to suppress a yelp as your body strained with the sudden emptiness, trying to clamp over nothing. “Sho- what are you doing?” Your voice sounded pathetic even to your own ears as Shoto released your thighs, gently settling you back onto the ground. Had he decided to stop? Had the solution to her not making noise was to just be done? He sure didn’t seem frustrated at all but it wouldn’t be unlike him to leave you hanging and pretend like he was doing it to actually help. Or maybe he did think he was actually helping? Either way. He can’t just fuck the air out of you and stop! He couldn’t!

In your panic you failed to realize he had been working on tugging off your panties from underneath your dress  balling them up in his hands. You opened your mouth to question his actions again but in the next moment, the balled up lace was in your mouth. A muffled noise strangled out around it as Shoto was once again grabbing your thighs, and dragging you right back up against the wall and in the air. “I didn’t have a gag,” he stated simply as a small smile came to his lips. It looked so tender. But you couldn’t help but think it felt rather conniving. “It had a wet spot on it, so I know it tastes good too. But you can take it out if you think you can keep quiet on your own.”

The break without him inside you had been just long enough that the pleasure had mellowed out and left you with an ache-y opening from his earlier attack. And so when his head pushed back in, the sensitivity had you absolutely choking on your makeshift gag. You knew for a fact you wouldn’t be able to keep the noise down on your own. Shoto seemed well aware of this too as he slowly began to resheath himself in your heat, letting you adjust to the painful sensitivity and let your need build back up with each and every inch of him plugging into you. Again, that sweet smile had reached his lips as he got himself buried balls deep. “See? It worked.”

He seemed self satisfied. And it was hard to argue with saliva starting to pool at the back of your throat, dampening the lacey gag. Your hands were free. You could have reached out and removed it, but Shoto decided it was time to return to that pace from earlier without any warning. His hips were snapping up and you felt like you could feel him all the way to your stomach as he rocked you against the wall. You could no longer think about the way you could taste yourself on your panties, couldn’t think about how anyone could catch you two locked away in the closet, couldn’t think at all actually. You couldn’t even fucking see as your eyes rolled back into your skull.

He wasn’t kissing your neck anymore, but instead, focusing on watching your face contort into pleasure and you knew for a fact he was messing with you when he spoke up again with that same steady cadence. “Your eyes are looking weird. What’s wrong?” He questioned, concern etching his voice but he knew. He had made you make this face all the time and maybe he had been concerned the first couple but now he knew. Now he was just doing his very best to get under your skin as you helplessly wriggled your hips down onto him. “Should I stop?”

This little shit.

Don’t you dare! You tried to snap out at him but all that you could get out of your mouth garbled around the fabric and you felt a burst of drool dribble down your chin as you whined and huffed. And Shoto, your loving, caring, sweet, sweet partner found it within himself to fucking laugh. This man who had the poker face of a statue managed to find his sense of humor at your expense while he was balls deep inside of you. It wasn’t a boisterous laugh, hardly more than a chuckle but it was more than he usual produced. And the real kicker was, you were too senseless to even fully enjoy it right now. In contrast to the urgency in which he speared into you, he managed to let a hand move up to help clear the dribble off your face with his thumb before he regained his grasp on your thigh and continued wildly knocking your thoughts out of your head.

“I won’t stop unless you ask me to,” he murmured in reassurance as he dipped his head back down, and you missed the growl he let out against your skin as you trembled and writhed around him. He would have loved to take more time with you, but the event put you at a limit and he wasn’t about to leave his precious lover empty handed. 

He was about to leave you utterly full in fact. 

With the force from his speed keeping you suspended in place, his hand found a spot above your folds and the pad of his thumb found that sweet spot of yours fairly quickly. He groaned deeply in response to the muffled keening you gave off as he rolled your clit under his finger and as he teased and toyed and rammed his cock into your cervix, you gave in to an orgasm that rocked your whole body and he lost himself in tandem. You were filling up with sticky heat as Shoto left one last love bite against the expanse of your shoulder and your body milked him for every drop of his worth. He had to collect himself before he could slowly pull out of you, watching a drop of his essence plop on the ground beneath you.

You were shuddering as he carefully lowered you to the ground, trying to inhale deeper but choking on the concoction of saliva and lace. Shoto was kind enough to help fish out the soiled undergarments and let you flounder for air. 

“Are you alright?” Real concern this time as he brushed the hair out of your face and you were met with that combo of smog and snow as his gaze met yours. 

You slowly managed to nod your head but as you caught your breath and came to your senses, a few realizations hit you at once.

You were still in public.

And you were now filled with wet cum that was starting to leak down your inner thighs.

You moved to clench and you gave a loud whine. “Shoto! Why did you do that? I can’t clean up here.”

He blinked and his head tilted to the side and stared down at you. “Do what?”

Was he for real?

“You- its all up inside me now! How am I supposed to walk around right now? Why couldn’t you have picked somewhere we could wipe down?” You scolded quietly, embarrassment flooding through you at the thought of walking through the party like this. Then you spotted the damp pair of panties Shoto was holding in his hands and another flare of emotions ran through you. You groaned.

“I figured we didn’t want to make a mess in here. Was I wrong?” His brows furrowed and now you were left to believe that he seriously just didn’t think about the implications of his girlfriend having to walk around the rest of the evening filled with his load, and a pair of soaked underwear.

Or maybe his poker face was really just that good.

[yojangjun]

Friends-to-lovers!au | sungyoon

Word count: ~3.5k

Summary: where you fall head over heels in love with your best friend, choi sungyoon, and jangjun secretly becomes your wingman. 

Note: I saw that theres a lack of golden child stories on here, so I wanted to change that! This is my first time posting an au on tumblr, so hopefully it turns out fine. Feel free to send in requests for any other aus you want to see from the golden child members. Enjoy!

12:39 AM

Y/N: sungyoon 

Y/N: sungyoon ah

Y/N: hellooooo

12:45 AM

Y/N: sungyoon

Y/N: okay fine dont answer me 

Y/N: :(

Y/N: meanie

12:51 AM

Y/N: choi

Y/N: sung

Y/N: yoon

Y/N: !!!!!!

🐰: do uk what time it is rn

Y/N: you finally answered!!!

Y/N: i cant sleep 

🐰: just close your eyes

Y/N: if it was that easy I wouldn’t msg u :’(

🐰: we have class at 8 tmr 

🐰: count sheep or bunnies or something

🐰: goodnight

Y/N: i finally got a reply and you’re leaving already??

Y/N: hey! did you really go back to sleep?

12:59 AM

Y/N: fine

Y/N: so much for a best friend

Y/N: who wont help you sleep

Y/N: so mean :(((

Y/N: im only buying ice cream for daeyeol now

1:12 AM

🐰 has sent you a voice message

1:14 AM

Incoming call: 🐰mr rabbit csy🐰

You jump from your bed, “Hello?”

“Come outside.”

You quickly throw on a hoodie on and rush outside, your eyes adjusting to the darkness of the night. Your eyes don’t have to wander for long before landing on a raven haired male, his hoodie flopped over his messy hair. He looks disgruntled, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as he lets out a yawn. Oops, you definitely woke him up.

You quickly walk up to him, and before you can greet him, are met with a plastic bag offered to you.

“I bought your favorite— green tea flavored.” Your eyes widen before rustling through the contents, pulling out said ice cream.

“Yah, you bought ice cream at this time?” You rip open the wrapper, taking a huge bite of the creamy treat and sigh with delight, “Did you really feel threatened by me buying ice cream for Daeyeol? I was kidding! Well, actually if he asked I probably would, but wow I actually managed to get you to buy me ice cream.” 

He ignores you, watching silently as you quickly devour the dessert before pulling out a napkin once he notices the mess that you’ve made on your face.

“Hey!” You whine as he wipes at the corners of your mouth. You try not to lean into the warmth of his touch that you feel even through the napkin; it’s a crisp night after all. You will your cheeks to not grow warm, but your ears quickly glow red instead.

“You’re so messy,” he sighs, finally pulling away and taking note of how you’re unusually quiet. Usually, you would playfully push his hand away, complaining that you weren’t a baby, but your head is turned away, eyes downcast at your shoes. You can see that he’s trying to meet your eyes, but you can’t look at him, not with your heart pounding a mile a minute, nervous and slightly embarrassed.

Pat. You look up as his hand rubs the top of your hair gently, carefully caressing your head through your locks. 

“Are you nervous because of the presentation tomorrow? Is that why you can’t sleep?” He muses softly, eyes still trying to meet yours. You grow shy, extremely shy, but shift your eyes to meet his for a brief second before looking away. His eyes dripped of warm honey, enveloping you in a feeling only he could ever have on you. 

Seeing you avert your eyes, he takes that as a yes, and brings you closer to him by a tug of the arm. You squeak in surprise, suddenly finding yourself enveloped in his arms. Warmness spreads through your body like a blazing fire, now being fueled by the beating of your heart.

The things you do to me, you think as your arms slowly wrap around his waist, hugging him back. You take in his scent, a scent you’ve come to recognize as familiar and comforting, ever since you met him freshman year.

“I know you have a lot of stage anxiety, but you’ve gotten so much better at public speaking. You’ll do great tomorrow, don’t worry.” Even his voice is warm, his comforting words becoming even more meaningful.

Stage fright was the last thing on your mind at the current moment, but he didn’t have to know that.

If you don’t let me go soon, my heart’s going to explode.

Instead, you nod, allowing yourself to rest your head against his chest. You can feel his heartbeat through his hoodie; a tiny voice in the back of your mind wonders if you have the same effect on him that he has on you.

You stay like that for a while, his arms bringing you closer when you shiver from an incoming breeze. 

You wish you could stay like this forever, but you now realize how late it must be, and he’s right, you do have a presentation tomorrow morning, and you do suffer from stage fright still. 

“Ah thanks. I’m fine now, I swear,” you start blabbering, reluctantly pulling away from his embrace. You suddenly feel bad; you made him get out of bed for no reason, and he brought you ice cream, “Sorry for troubling you, Sungyoon-ah.”

He sees a pout forming on your face, and he studies you closely.

“I’m your best friend, Y/N, isn’t it my job to make you feel better,” he tilts his head, but doesn’t question you further as you widen the gap between the two of you.

You stare at him blankly before finally smiling at his words, “Sorry, you’re right. I guess the nerves are keeping me awake. But I do feel better now! Thanks for coming, and ah- for the ice cream! I swear I won’t buy any for Daeyeol, only for you, since it seems to bother you so much,” you try to tease him in an attempt to lighten up the mood.

He smiles back, relieved that you seem to be acting normal again. Little did he know, his smile was making your stomach do summersaults, but you tried to push past it as he let out a chuckle.

“Go get some rest, okay? You have a big day ahead,” he ruffles your hair, laughing as you swat his hand away.

“My hair,” you whine, but nevertheless, grin back at him.

“Bye, Sungyoon-ah!””

“Bye Y/N, make sure to wake up on time.”

He waits until you reach the door of your building before turning around and heading back in the direction of his dorm.

As you enter your room, you immediately fling yourself onto your bed and scream into your pillow, kicking your legs.

“Can my heart not do that for once,” you whine, settling on your side as you hug a pillow to your chest.

You allow a smile to spread across your face after a while, cheeks once again flushing red as you remember the feeling of him embracing you.

“I wonder if you feel the same way I feel about you?”

You didn’t know when it had happened, but somewhere along the way, you had fallen in love with your best friend.

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“Y/N!!” You turn around at the sound of your name, yelping as someone jumps on you, almost making you lose your balance.

“Jangjun!” You shove him off of you as he laughs. You turn around and see Donghyun and Joochan following close behind, concentrating on their phones as they play Kart Rider probably. You stare at them for a bit before messing with their phones, randomly touching their screens. They complain in unison, swatting your hands away as you chuckle.

“Did you just get out of class, Y/N?” Jangjun bounces from foot to foot, looking as happy as ever. You shake your head.

“I got out a while ago. I’m just waiting for Sungyoon to get out of class. I promised him I’d buy him ice cream-”

“What, you never buy us ice cream,” Joochan cuts in, finally looking up from his phone as Donghyun shouts in victory.

“Do you want to come with? I’m sure Sungyoon wouldn’t mind,” Joochan quickly shakes his head, holding his hands up.

“I don’t want to be a third wheel on your date, but thanks though,” You sputter at his words, heat quickly rising to your cheeks. Jangjun bursts out laughing at the look on your face, and it takes all your willpower to not punch him. 

“D-Date? Sungyoon and I aren’t like that,” You finally manage to say, but your ears are still burning in embarrassment. The three boys look at you expectantly and you grow even more self-conscious, holding your hands up in defense, “Why are you all staring at me like that? It’s true!”

“Anyway, are you going to the fireworks display tonight? I heard it’s going to be really nice. Our school really went all out planning the event!” Jangjun asks, his tone still teasing. You sigh in defeat, but are grateful for the topic change.

“Oh, was that tonight?” You think about the number of assignments you have piled up and grimace, “I don’t know, I kind of got a lot of work to do-” 

Jangjun quickly waves you off, “Nonsense! You need to relax once in a while, Y/N.”

As you’re forming a reply, his eyes focus on something behind you and an evil grin appears on his face.

“Oh! Sungyoon hyung, great timing! Y/N is dying to go to the firework display tonight!” Your eyes widen in horror as you realize who exactly Jangjun spotted behind you, “She’s too scared to go alone though, so she wants you to-”

“Lee Jangjun, I swear, I will end you-” You try to whisper threateningly, but he pays you no mind as he waves at who you now know is Sungyoon, finally coming out of his class. Both Joochan and Donghyun are laughing hysterically behind Jangjun, and in that moment, you’ve never wanted the ground to open up and swallow you whole more. 

“Hm?” You turn your head as Sungyoon comes to stand next to you. You simply gape at him, at a loss for words as he turns in his head to you curiously, “You wanted to go to that?”

“I- uh, well,” You try your best to muster up an answer, but to no avail. Curse you, Lee Jangjun!

He takes a long look at your face, definitely questioning why you’re acting so strange, before shrugging, “Sure, why not? I think it’ll be fun. Are you guys going?”

You silently plead with Jangjun, staring at him intently. Jangjun hums in thought, deciding to spare you a little.

“Yeah, we’ll be there,” You sigh in relief, not noticing Sungyoon sneak a glance at you.

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“It’s not a date, it’s not a date, it’s not a date,” you repeat to yourself multiple times as you get ready. Yet, you can’t help putting more attention to your outfit, making sure your hair looks at least presentable. As you put on a touch of makeup, you frown. It’s not like this is the first time you’ve hung out with Sungyoon, let alone in a group- he’s your best friend! It is the first time in a while though, as you both have been very busy with school and extracurriculars lately. 

“Get your head out of the gutter, Y/N,” You slap your cheeks, “You haven’t hung out with your friends in a while; It’ll be fun!”

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“There he is,” You see Sungyoon leaning against a wall, his eyes glued to his phone. You quietly make your way to him, being extra careful to not get noticed. Once you’re close enough, you tiptoe and lean in close to his ear.

“Boo!”

“Oh, you’re here.”

You pout as Sungyoon simply turns his head in your direction, slipping his phone into his pocket.

“You didn’t even flinch,” You complain, feeling disgruntled. He snorts, pushing off the wall to fully face you. His eyes settle on your figure, making you nervously shift your weight from foot to foot. Silence envelops you as he continues to stare.

“Is there something on my face?” You try to break the silence, feeling shy under his gaze. He tilts his head before humming thoughtfully.

“You look nice,” Your cheeks grow hot almost immediately upon hearing his compliment. You don’t dare meet his eyes, knowing that you would probably combust. Instead, your eyes settle on your shoes, finding them very interesting.

“Ah- thanks,” You squeak out, racking your brain for an appropriate response, “We haven’t hung out in a while, so I thought I would dress up a little more? To not look like a sleep deprived college student, you know-”

Shoot, you were starting to ramble. Quickly shaking your head, you try to change the subject, “Where’s Jangjun and the others?”

“Did they not tell you?” You look up at his words, confused. Seeing the puzzled expression on your face, he continues, “Jangjun said they were going to be late. Something about Joochan and Donghyun fighting over this game, and they’re pretty serious about it.”

You stop yourself from screaming at the world.

“Let me message Jangjun real quick.” He nods his head as you take your phone out of your pocket. He doesn’t miss how your mood has soured upon learning of the absence of your friends.

6:49 PM

Y/N: Lee

Y/N: Jangjun

Y/N: You are dead.

Y/N: When I find you, you better run

🐮: Woah, Y/N, calm down!

🐮: We’ll only be an hour or two late, no biggie :9

🐮 : Have fun on your date tho~ But not too much fun, okay? 

🐮 : ;))))

“I’m going to murder that guy,” You curse underneath your breath, letting out a big sigh as you put your phone back in your pocket. 

“Everything okay?” You jump, remembering where you are. Sungyoon has an unreadable expression on his face as he studies you, and you try not to get too caught up in his gaze. 

“Yeah, I’m fine,” You try to reassure him, but your smile is weak, “Let’s just go.”

You both start walking towards the food stands at the entrance of the field, trying not to get too caught up in your nerves.

It’s not a date. It’s not.

“Y/N?” You look up, and find Sungyoon farther ahead than you thought he was. It’s suddenly crowded as everyone is trying to get food before the show starts. As someone pushes past you, Sungyoon’s hand reaches out to grasp your wrist and pulls you close to him. 

“Be careful, it’s really crowded here.” Your head automatically nods, not trusting your voice to say anything as all your attention goes to the grip he has on your wrist. His hand lowers until your palms touch, and he squeezes your hand. His hold is gentle and warm, making butterflies dance in your stomach. You let yourself be dragged by the pull of his hand as he weaves through the crowd.

The time spent at the food stands is relatively enjoyable. Both of you haven’t eaten before coming, so you allow yourselves to look through all the stalls, buying all the food you want. You easily share your food and quickly fall into a comfortable pace, laughing and finally relaxing.

You do notice that once your hands are empty, Sungyoon reaches out to grasp the one closest to him. You convince yourself that it’s because he doesn’t want you to get lost, having experienced your lack of sense of direction first-hand. Still, you allow yourself a bit of giddiness, glancing down at your hands occasionally. 

Having filled your stomachs, you both finally settle down on one of the provided picnic blankets laid out on the grass, the show nearing its start time.

As you hum absentmindedly, taking a picture of the darkening sky with your phone, you see Sungyoon staring at you from the corner of your eye. You turn your head in his direction, tilting your head, “What?”

He shakes his head, propping his chin on his hand, “Nothing, it’s just…”

“Hm?”

“I’m glad you’re having a good time,” He finally says after a long pause, turning his head to look up at the sky, “I feel like you’ve been distant lately? Not that I blame you, school is in full swing after all. But you’ve definitely been acting a little strange; I thought the stress was getting to you.”

He then turns to you, suddenly smiling, “But you seem to be in a better mood now, so I’m happy.”

Your eyes widen in surprise, the nature of his words dawning on you.

You really messed up, didn’t you?

Before you can respond, a loud horn goes off, signaling the start of the fireworks show. You both turn to look up the night sky as one after another, balls of colored flame shoot up and explode with a giant pop.

You lower your eyes to stare at Sungyoon, the fireworks casting various hues of color on his face, highlighting his features. You didn’t realize it, but you had probably grown more distant as your feelings for him bloomed, becoming too nervous to simply hang out with him anymore. And here he was, just happy that you were finally having a good time with him.

What a best friend you are.

You’re suddenly overwhelmed, feeling guilty for having worried him, yet grateful that he’s still the same Sungyoon that you met back in freshman year, the same person who is in tune with your feelings no matter the situation, who at the end of the day just seeing you happy makes him happy; he’s the one you fell in love with.

Before you can even process what you’re about to say, your mouth opens.

“Sungyoon-ah. I like you.”

You clasp your hand over your mouth, your eyes widening in surprise. Did you just-

You quickly bury your face in your arms, your face blazing. Your heart feels like it’s going to explode out of your ribcage, the embarrassment hitting you in waves. 

You did not just confess, you did not, you did not-

“Y/N.” You refuse to look up, afraid of what you’d just done. You just confessed to your friend, your best friend! You feel tears well up in your eyes at the possibility of having ruined your friendship.

“Hey, look at me,” His voice is surprisingly gentle, not the tone you were expecting at all. You mentally count to ten in your head before gathering enough courage to look up at him. Your breath hitches in your throat as your eyes finally meet his, his face growing closer to yours.

“Can you repeat what you said?” He asks, not breaking eye contact with you as your body grows hot, keeping his gaze steady. The fireworks up in the sky are long forgotten as you visibly gulp before clearing your throat.

“I- I like you, Choi Sungyoon,” You muster out, willing yourself to not look away, “I like you a lot.”

The anticipation makes your stomach drop; you can hear your heart pounding wildly in your ear as you wait for his response. He gazes at you for a while before smiling.

“I like you, too.” He says easily, leaving you utterly shocked. He looks away as you gape at him, not believing your ears. He raises a hand to his nose, scratching it awkwardly. 

“Wait- what- I-” Your mouth can’t keep up with your thoughts, your mind an absolute mess, “Did you- huh?”

It warms your heart when you finally catch the red glow of his ears- a shy Sungyoon wasn’t something you witnessed every day.

He shyly runs a hand through his hair, “I said I like you, too. And I have, for a while now.” 

“Oh.” Your face quickly matches the shade of his ears, maybe even more so. But a wave of relief and giddiness passes through you and you can’t help but smile widely once the words process in your brain.

Because your best friend felt the same way about you.

You spend the rest of the night in comfortable silence, your heart still beating fast, but it’s a good kind of warmth that spreads through you, one that makes you feel like all is right in the world.

You don’t realize when he draws close, but suddenly your hands are touching, his shoulder grazes yours and his breath is right next to your ear. You slowly turn your head in his direction, your breath hitching upon realizing how close his face is to yours.

You close your eyes, grasping his hand as you take a deep breath and lean forward. When your lips meet, it’s like your heart is mimicking the explosion of the fireworks in the sky. All these feelings surge through you as you share a kiss, and you swear you’re flying.

As you part, you both look away shyly; your face is blazing, your heart still hammering in your chest. You don’t complain when he tugs on your arm and brings you close to him, letting you lean your head on his shoulder as you continue watching the sky together.

[fics-not-tragedies]

Live TV

This is fic based on a request I got ages ago, that was submitted by @certa-dies-lethi-est-cunctis​ hopefully it lives up to your expectations love! Also I have planned another part for it, with some good ol’ lovin’ 😏

SUMMARY: You and Keanu are both guests on a talk-show. When he gets asked about if he saw any of your movies he confess that in fact he’s a really big fan of yours and he respects you for being true in what are you doing outside of your work. Words:  1227; Warnings: none;

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The audience was cheering and laughing at the joke you just made and for one moment it seemed like all of this being-a-movie-star thing was relatively easy. People liked you not only as an actress but also as a person you were outside of your work. They supported you when you decided to join few charity organisations, when you decided to spread awareness on about mental health by talking about your past and what you’ve been through yourself. They also supported you when you announced that you did that PhD after putting it for “some other time” for years.

Of course you’ve also seen some hateful posts about yourself and got a bunch of hate-filled messages on various social sites, but you always kept saying that you’re not pasta - not everyone has to like you. And you grew up enough not to overthink every hateful message you got. Hate was always a part of being famous just like being loved is.

“Let’s welcome our second guest now!” The host announced, the audience cheering and clapping loudly at his words, “One of the most recognized face in the world, has a big fancy for playing men named John… please welcome: Keanu Reeves!”

Upon hearing his name the crowd went absolutely insane and you were glad that the noise of screams, more cheering and clapping suppressed the loud gasp that left your lips. You had no idea who the second guest was and it was more surprising to you than it was to everyone else around you.

You two exchanged one or two words when you saw him at some sort of event, yet when he walked into to studio with a wide smile on his lips, waving and greeting everyone as he slowly got closer to where you were sitting with every step he took, you were mesmerized by him just like you always were every time you had that chance.

Keanu greeted you by squeezing your hand probably a little too harshly that you obviously didn’t fail to notice, then he hugged the host and sat on the fluffy armchair placed next to yours.

He was wearing a suit, a dark grey suit and a black shirt underneath, with a matching tie, his hair combed backwards, beard neatly trimmed and you caught yourself longing your eyes on his face for two long and you noticed that his forehead was a little shiny from either the make up or the studio lights.

“Do you guys know each other?” The host asked and you had another excuse just to look at Keanu once again, your eyes met his and you both smiled at the same time.

“Well we meet here and there, mostly on the events-” you started and when there was an awkward pause when you tried to gather your thoughts he gently cut in.

“But we didn’t really had any chance to have a proper talk, yeah…” he rubbed his hands together, fixing his position in the chair.

“Have you seen any of her movies?” The host asked him and you couldn’t help but shifted in your own chair waiting for his answer.

The pause Keanu needed to answer that question was way too long and you bit your lip, shaking your head at the way you got so excited, “Actually…” he said, pausing again.

“I did… and I must admit that I’m a fan” he pointed with his both hands to you and you hid your face in your both hands, trying to fight of the awkward laugh that bubbled from your lips.

“So it looks like we’re both at it, since I’m a fan of yours too, Keanu” you looked at him with your whole face smiling; his eyes were lit up just like yours and he hid his mouth behind his hand, so he could laugh too.

“No but for real this time… I’m very fond of your acting, but also of what you do for people in your free time. I like when people aren’t afraid to help others and use their fame to do so. Also… you recently got your PhD… wow, just wow! That’s so bad-ass that you just did it, it’s so amazing… you’re amazing me darling so much…” he blew a little kiss in your direction and the public cheered even louder.

“I really wanted to so something for myself… and I can say that getting that PhD was a form of self care” you smiled again and fixed your hair, tucking that one stubborn strand behind your ear, “but yeah, it was fun finally doing something I wanted to do in since ages.”

“Would you like to work together one time? Perhaps playing in the same movie?” The host asked and you and Keanu glanced at each other again.

“Absolutely” you two said that at the same time and the crowd giggled just like you and Keanu did.

“Wow, what a mutual agreement…”

“Well, Keanu you’re a really great actor” you began and with the corner of your eye you noticed how he blushed and hid his face in his hands, “and I’d feel honored to work with you one day.”

*

When the talk show ended you were impatiently waiting for all of the microphone wires to be removed from your body, so you could finally go home and relax in peace.

“Darling” you heard familiar voice behind you, so you turned around only to see Keanu smiling at you, “I was just thinking that perhaps maybe you’d like to go out for a dinner after we’re done here?” He asked you, rubbing his hands together.

The crew guy finally striped you from all of the wires you had on your body and you thanked him, then moved closer to Keanu. His soft doe eyes were focused on your eyes and he was glancing at you with a small smile that danced in the corners of his mouth.

“Yes Keanu, I’d love to.”

“I feel like I probably should have asked you out earlier, yeah…” he said quickly, his words coming out more rushed than before.

You gently touched his arm waiting for few more words to fall from his lips, but to your surprise he remained silent. “But you did it now and that good too, Keanu” your fingers danced around his arm feeling his every muscle getting tense.

“So those rumors about you dating someone…?”

“They aren’t true… I haven’t been on a date in like over two years I think” you shrugged and his eyes grew wider.

“You are joking, right?” He asked, you two slowly moving towards the exit now.

“I wish I was, Ke…” Keanu smiled wider when he heard his nickname falling from your lips, “but I was too busy with shooting new things and finishing my PhD…” you rolled your eyes and he giggled, “yeah, I was busy.”

“But you’re not busy now?”

“Not at all” you smiled wider and he glanced at you again with a joyful sparkle in his eyes.

“So you’re free for the whole evening?”

“Yes… so you have plans for the whole evening?” You raised your eyebrow at him and he laughed a little.

“If you’re free I might be” he extended his arm towards you and you gently grabbed it when you two walked out of the studio.

“Lead the way then, Keanu” you smiled.

[minjoonalist]

when you have to leave. (m) [myg]

“ I Dont want to stop this”

Genre: Smut

Words: 1.4k

Pairing: idol!Yoongi x Fem!reader

Warnings: Public sex?, cursing, explicit wording

Discription: a drabble where YN’s “ex” just cant seem to let her go.

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A shiver snuck down your spine with the cold breeze hitting your bare back. The only thing that kept you warm was the thin sheets from your bed that you wrapped around yourself. You sighed and Your feet moved above the cold service of the rented hotel room’s floor and balcony. Your hair was tossled, cheeks were flushed, and your body was deliciously sore from the heated session of you and your...ex-min yoongi.

You both did this often. Sneaking in and out of expensive hotels and laying up at night under each other. No matter how many times you’d both would say “ no more” it never did seem to work out that way. You two just couldnt keep it together without the other.

It was hard to stop and quite frankly you both didnt want to. Albeit you both were suppose to remain only friends for his image-you just couldnt seem to care.

You closed your eyes -thinking about how amazing he felt between your legs. From How he began taking his time fucking into you gently while whispering sweet nothings in your ear and all the way to him breaking on top of you -spewing out curses and your name while he took his final blows.

“ aren't you cold out here?” You bit your lip , bringing yourself out of deep thought.

Strong arms wrapping around you from behind with a warm bare chest pressing to your back. He leaned his chin comfortably on your shoulder. The deep sleepy voice bringing a dark warmth down your stomach. It was amazing how easily this man could turn you on.

You hummed in response, leaning back into him. Embracing any kind of warmth he gave you.

You wished you could do this all the time.

His feather like kisses were placed onto the skin of your neck and some of your back, A soft moan escaping your lips in the process. You both were staring out into the city lights below when his grip tightened and you were being lifted off the ground.

“Come back to bed with me...I missed you so fucking much y/n” he mumbled

“I have to go soon Yoongs...I cant risk getting caught coming out of your hotel” you giggled from his breathe tickling your neck while he frowned.

Yoongi hated this. Why couldnt he be seen with the one girl he truly loved? Why did he have to sign that stupid ass contract before he met you?

Yeah of course he didn't want to hurt or disappoint his fans and he didn't want to ruin his ‘Girlfriend’s reputation, But he was also sure that once they saw you two together they’d love you. He remembered slipping up once and posting that snap with you in it. You were walking along the sands of the private beach he and the guys rented one weekend. He didn't have his camera but he couldn't help filming you in your wet all white cover up and bathing suit that hugged your curves and ass just right.

He remembered So many fans replying-saying who is she?...she's so pretty!...or I’m sorry but you guys would look AMAZING together. Its like they completely forgot about the fact that he had an ‘Idol Girlfriend’.

Of course neither of you loved each other-so she was well aware of your little meet ups as well his members. To him that was another great thing about your non-relationship-The guys loved you, especially Namjoon and Hoseok. They could talk to you for hours, inviting you along with them to parties or even just to hangout while they worked. They also made sure to help you two stay on the low.

if only it were simple.

“Did you hear me?” You whispered at his dazed state. He shakes his head remembering his purpose of following you out onto the balcony. “ I said I have to go..” you attempt wiggle out of his grasp only to have him turn you both around. He walks to the lounge chair ,sitting you both down ,still keeping his arms firmly placed. Your breathing halts ,surprised by the hard on he somehow managed obtain again.

“Yoongi...” you whine. “Yes YN” he mumbles finding your neck again- only now placing hot desperate kisses all around. A gasp escapes and you lean back into him ,allowing him further access. Once he finds your sweet spot, you whimper loudly and your hand shooting up towards the back of his head. Your fingers running up through through the soft blonde hair. “Maybe....I ....want you to get caught YN” he says finally, hands running down alongside your body and stopping at your hips. He squeezes them gently “Maybe I want everyone to know how deeply in love I am with you”.

“Stop joking around yoongs” you breath. It was so hard to keep control , you needed to leave and soon. “Theres no joking YN” yoongi pulls swiftly at the only thing keeping you decent. The sheets that were covering you ,fall silently to the floor and The cold air hits your body like water making your nipples stand erect.

Yoongi attacks them pinching and pulling at them while still placing kisses on you from behind. Your pussy throbbed and you felt unbelievably hot for the 4th time that night. “-I .....really n-need to leave” you were trying to convince yourself of this but your ex thought otherwise. He scoots himself to the edge of the chair with you on his lap. Now instead he was facing the top of your back. “ stay” is all he says before lifting your hips and lining his thick length at your entrance.

“Fu—ck!” You hissed once he slips inside, bringing your hips down on him and filling up your tight hole. “I dont want to stop this” he growls bring you back up and pulling you back repeating the motion slowly. “ I dont care who can see- oh fuck!” He closes his eyes “ and I dont care who can hear you screaming my name” .

You cover your mouth, looking down through the glass and towards the busy streets far below. Your knees attempting to squeeze themselves together only to be blocked by his. “Yo-ongi!....fuck please dont s-stop ah!” You try not to scream , not wanting to catch anyone’s attention.

He didnt like that -he wanted you to say his name and scream out how good he was fucking you. He wanted you to know just how much He didnt care if anyone found out you were together. so standing up and he pushed you to lean on the balcony’s glass gate. Your hands having no choice but to find purchase on the metal bars when he starts fucking into you from behind at a brutal pace.

“Fuckfuckfuck....” you Scream with every thrust as he leans his head back for a moment ,mouth parting when your walls clench tightly around him. You were close already and he knew it. “Say it princess....say whose cock is filling you up right now?” He says.

You close your eyes lost in the pleasure “ You...”

“Who?”

“Yoongi! ”

“Who YN, I cant hear you!” he growls out, taking harder thrusts against you. He pounds into you relentlessly bouncing your body at a dangerous pace until your legs felt like giving out and then it hits you. Your orgasm crushing you with such a force you scream out his name until the man finds his own in you. “ YOONGI! ....MIN YOONGI! O-Oh FUC-” your eyes roll back and he catches your hips to keep your legs steady.

He slips out of you ,pulling your weak body up and carrying you back into the chair while the cold air calms the both of you. It seemed like hours had passed by since your quicky when it was only a mere few minutes. “ you still want to leave?” He asks thoughtfully before he looks down at your peaceful state.

“YN?” He asks only to find you fast asleep on his chest. He smirks ,chuckling to himself before bringing you back inside the hotel room and placing you gently on the bed. You shuffle a bit, your hair covering your face just a little only revealing part of your mouth and one of your eyes. Honestly you didnt look much different from his ‘idol girlfriend’ at least not to everyone else.

Yoongi sits back admiring only to think about how once again he didnt have his camera. He looks at his phone ,picks it up and opens the snapchat app. He stops contemplating on whether or not he really wanted to do his next actions.

...fuck it....

He then snaps the picture perfectly before writing his caption and ‘accidentally’ posting it up.

Can you believe she wanted to leave...

[nie7027]

Super5 headcanons part 3

Part 1   Part 2   Part3   Part 4   Part 5

Thank you everybody for saying such nice things of part 2 (as i said i wasnt that confident so it made me really happy to know you liked it) and sorry for taking so long but school is a bitch and almost killed my inspiration. Anyway here comes part 3

Minegishi: i just got out work. Can someone care to tell me what happened?

Hatori: uhh, yeah . sorry

Hatori: i got out of work like an hour ago and came home to find Shimazaki sleeping on MY bed

Hatori: Shibata was already at the gym and shimazaki hasnt waken up so i dont know much more??

Hatori: i dont know either what to do...

Shibata: is he still there? I told him to take my bed!

Hatori: well he clearly didnt...

Minegishi: ok but HOW did you find him exactly?

Shibata: ill tell you later guys. My next class is about to start

Shibata: And dont worry Hatori! i dont think hell wake up anytime soon.

Shibata: You should have seen him carrying the dog! It was cute <3

Shibata: in a strange way

Minegishi: dog?? WHAT DOG?

Hatori: did you just say "carrying"?

Shibata: sorry guys gtg

Hatori: shit WAIT

Hatori: where am i supposed to sleep now? I cant sleep on the couch!

Shibata: you can sleep with me

Hatori: WHAT? NO

Shibata: Do you prefer to wake him up?

Hatori: I pick the right side

Minegishi: No homo

Hatori: fUCk U

Shimazaki wakes the next morning to the sound of someone gagging to his right

"THE HELL IS THAT SMELL? WHY DO YOU STINK SO MUCH?" yells Hatori before letting out a muffled yelp when the pillow Shimazaki threw hits him square on the face

Shibata, probably alerted by Hatoris screams, comes running and asks from the doorframe "Whats going here?"

"THAT BASTARD SMELLS LIKE POOP AND NOW MY BED WILL SMELL TOO" says Hatori while pointing at the man on his bed who is just groaning clearly annoyed at being awaken

"Hmm it was probably the dog" says Shibata pensive and then looks carefully at shimazaki "You dont have more clothes dont you?"

"Holy shit! Thats true. Youve been using the same clothes since then..."

Shimazaki cant understand why it suddenly matters so much to them "No i dont. Now that that has been cleared up can i go back to sleep?"

"You have to change first. Hatoris clothes wont fit you. so take a shower while i search for something to lend you" says shibata and then turns to Hatori "you gotta go now or you are gonna be late. Dont worry todays my day off, Ill wash your bed"

"Thanks man" says Hatori and then quickly discusses something abouy dinner with shibata before leaving the apartment. Shimazaki can only stare. He just wants to sleep.

But before he can turn his back and return to sleep Shibata is already on him hurrying him to the shower.

Shimazaki doesnt like the idea of giving up his clothes to Shibata (he doesnt like letting go of his possesions because Mental eye cant find inanimate objects and he learned early on life how easy it was to lose things) but even he is starting to get nauseous at the smell of trash and he isnt in the mood to deal with it himself

Shibatas clothes fit loosely but they are comfy, besides once he gets out the shower the man has breakfast ready for him (theres still a box of his favourite cereal) and leaves him to his own devices while he does laundry.

By the end of the day Shimazaki has his own clothes back and they are softer than he remembers ("its the softener" says Shibata, "the what?" responds shimazaki)

Minegishi and Hatori arrive later with boxes of take out and they eat together in awkward silence until Minegishi casually asks with a smirk if Hatori and Shibata slept well at which shibata laughs and tells them Hatori is a blanket hogger which in turn makes Hatori complain about shibatas snores.

The childish fight continues and even though Shimazaki doesnt take part in it he listens atently

At the end he returns to minegishis apartment that night and sleeps on the couch. Neither of them uttering a word of what happened.

The next time Minegishi asks him to go grocery shopping he accepts.

This is stupid. This was a waste of his time.

Shimazaki couldnt read price tags or labels and he didnt know what he was doing here or why Minegishi had brought him

At most he could tell apart boxes from cans and the weight of things but he couldnt differentiate whether he was holding a can of tuna from a can of yakitori sauce or 1k of salt from 1k of sugar without having to ask somebody else.

It was even worse when it came to liquids if the milk/juice failure was anything to go by

After the first few failures of trying to pick stuff Minegishi had tried to teach him about couponing and discounts but then again he had to ask him the price everytime and they both soon got tired of it

All he could do was to touch and feel the fruit and vegetables trying to tell apart the riped from the rotten/damaged

Looking for any bump, hole, softness...things Minegishi taught him

It was stupid.

Minegishi could ripen/fix any plant with his powers and they both knew it

This was a waste of time.

He hated every second of this and wanted to go already but Minegishi had been hellbent on him learning at least this and left him in the fruits section to pick whatever he deemed best while he finished the shopping.

And that was what he was TRYING to do when a store clerk had the brilliant idea of addressing him

In his defense they had been almost 3 hours here and he had been done since the first. The fact he didnt even know what the hell he was holding anymore except that it was round and ripe not helping his annoyance.

He turned to tell her to fuck off. He just wanted to intimadate her. Force her to leave him alone.

He may have gone a little bit overboard.

He opened his eyes.

"Excuse me sir. Customers arent supposed to grab the tomatoes with their bare hands. The bags are-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Her scream could be heard all around the store

Before he could teletransport away the tomato he was holding twisted and tangled its newly grown vines around his hand in a tight grip. (The sight of it clearly didnt help the girl's panic)

"Dont even think about it" hissed a pissed Minegishi when he passed by his side on his way towards the screaming girl.

Minegishi couldnt feel more stupid than he was feeling a the moment.

In his haste to initiate Shimazaki on the path of becoming a civil person he had somehow forgotten the man was actually blind (not his fault it was so easy to forget when you have seen him destroying entire buildings).

He had tried. He had really tried to come up with any way to fix this mess of a trip but it was getting late and they hadnt even started their actual shopping.

So at the end he gave up and left Shimazaki to the only task he thought could keep him busy and at the same time allowed minegishi to keep track of the mans position anytime while he hurriedly finished the shopping. It was a good plan. What could go wrong?

The moment he heard the scream he knew everything could and will go wrong where it concerned Shimazaki.

Thankfully he could feel he was still holding something vegetal (a tomato?) so Minegishi quickly dashed (shopping cart forgotten) to the mans position and the screaming girl.

His first instict had been to go and calm the girl even though he didnt know what had happened but when he realized people were starting to stare he quickly grabbed Shimazakis arm and dragged him the way he came.

"The fuck did you do?" Minegishi asked once they were in another aisle safe from curious stares

"I did nothing!" responded Shimazaki somewhat offended

" As if! What did you do to her? "

"I didnt do shit to her! I was just doing the fruit thing you asked me!" he raised his hand to show the tomato still holding onto it

"And? Why was she even near you?" mineshiki asked while his powers disentagled the vines and took the tomato

"ITS YOUR FAULT APPARENTLY WE ARENT SUPPOSED TO PICK THE FRUIT"

"Huh? What? I always do-THATS NOT IMPORTANT! Why was she screaming?!"

"I told her off"

"What? People dont scream like that when someone tells them off, even when you..." Shimazaki was clearly hiding something "How did you do it exactly?" minigishi asks with narrowed eyes

"....i may have opened my eyes"

"Your eyes?" minegishi stares increduously "whats that- oh" hes about to ask what was that supposed to mean when he remembers Shimazakis bottomless eyes caused by his physic powers. He may have gotten used to his hollow stare but he still remembers what he felt the first time he saw it. The girls scream finally making sense "You never open your eyes unless you want to threaten someome...did you want to threaten a simple clerk?? "

"No"

"Then?

"i just forgot!" shimazaki huffed

"You...forgot?"

"YES CAN WE GO NOW?" irritation lacing the mans tone

It was that moment that Minegishi realized this trip was taking a bigger toll on shimazaki than he (and probably even the man himself) anticipated and sighed.

"Yeah, i was almost finished anyway lets find the cart"

Shimazaki silently followed.

They finished the shopping without any further accident and while they waited in line to pay something caught minegishis eyes. It was just what he needed.

There was a row of cheap aviator glasses hanging in display.

After some considerantion he grabbed one of the pair with the mirror lens kind and handed them to a now calmer Shimazaki "Here, put this"

Shimazaki who had been following Minegishis movements asked curiously "whats this?"

"Glasses. In case you forget to keep your eyes closed again people wont be able to see your eyes. Put them on and open your eyes. i need to see if they fit and if they'll work"

He miraculously did.

The frame was thicker than it was supposed to be for these kind of glasses (a crude imitation of the stylish kind people wear in magazines) but they fitted and the mirror lens hid perfectly shimazakis glowing irises(?) (Hell never know)

"How do they feel?"

"Strange"

"You could wear them only when you are out in public. They are cheap. Ill buy them and you can do whatever you want with them"

Shimazaki took them off and when it was time to pay he handed them to minegishi

Once outside shimazaki at first refused to teletransport the bags back to the apartment but complied once Minegishi told him he would force him to help carry the bags all the way if he didnt do it AND promised to buy take out to eat.

Minegishi thought the glasses had been left forgotten in the bags but the next morning while he was getting ready to work he noticed they were laying folded on top of a sleeping shimazaki

When Hatori and Shibata inevitably asked about Shimazakis new glasses(that he now used all the time) minegishi told them about what was now deemed as the "supermarket incident"

The next times they went shopping Minegishi stayed all the time with Shimazaki and kept teaching him about vegetables and any thing that came to his mind.

Once they finished (everytime quicker than the previos) it became Shimazakis job to drop the goods at the apartment in exchange of picking what they were going to eat that day

It wasnt exactly what Minegishi had planned but it was a progress (or that was what he thought until Hatori complained about tripping on shopping bags that suddenly appeared in the middle of the hall whenever Shimazaki dropped something there)

Shibata was annoyed because even though they all agreed Shimazaki was behaving nicer the others didnt still believe him about the whole puppy ordeal

so that, coupled with the nagging feeling he had left after washing shimazakis clothes and after hearing about the market incident made him come up with a plan

"A mall trip?? What for?" hatori asked perplexed

"He has just one shirt"

"So?"

"He has been wearing it since we were together, actually i dont remember him wearing anything else ever"

"Thats his problem!"

"HIS JACKET HAS BULLET HOLES " replied shibata getting impatient with how much it was taking Hatori to understand

"He probably likes it that way??" said Hatori still not getting it

"Actually ive been thinking the same. I noticed the bullet holes too" finally came Minegishis voice from the receiver. He was was working at the moment because if they wanted to do this he had to work a double shift to free one day. "I dont think he has anything else"

"See? Minegishis with me!" exclaimed thriumohantly Shibata which only made Hatori roll his eyes

"Fine! i get it! Ive seen the bullet holes too...but i dont get why does it have to be us?"

"Because we are his friends" easily replied Shibata causing Hatori to frown at this

"Are we really? When has he done something for us?" hatoris tone suddenly turning serious "You are literally asking me to spend one of my few days off shopping clothes with MY MONEY for a guy who wanted to kill me mere months ago?"

"We dont know that" said shibata

Hatori trew him a glance that clearly was supposed to mean 'you gotta be kidding' "Look, do we even know if he likes us back?"

At this both men kept silence until shibata dared to speak "he is wearing the glasses"

"God forbid me for forgetting those damn glasses! Guys, im just saying we are already doing so much for him for nothing! why do we need to do more?"

"Because thats what good people do" came Minegishis response and shibata nodded firmly making hatori huff. He was gonna regret this.

" fine! But do we even know if hes gonna like what we buy? If hes gonna even wear it? As you said we had never seen with other clothes"

"Thats why we are gonna take him with us!" said Shibata, glad that this was finnally getting somewhere

Hatori turned to look at the phone "didnt you said you believed shopping stressed him?"

"Mmm these last times had been better" said minegishi

"What if he actually doesnt care about the clothes or-"

"He does" replied Shibata and Minegishi in unison making Hatori stare confusedly

"How do you know?"

Shibata thought back to the hesitance he noticed on shimazaki when he handed him his clothes but didnt think the man in question would like it if he went and tell this to the others and was debating this when minegishi spoke again "Ive noticed someone has been using my softener and i doubt its the plants"

Hatori frowned and then sighed

"You both have settled your minds dont you?" hatori asked and then grumbled when an unison "yes" was heard

"Do you realize we are working with a lot of 'maybes' and 'probably'?"

"Maybe" said the voice from the receiver and Hatori could swear he could hear minegishis smirk

"C'mon man! We have done worse than this" said Shibata happily clapping Hatoris back

"Ugh FINE That bastard better be grateful" grumbled Hatori

This part forced me to think of shimazakis past and now i made myself sad (this isnt the first time he wears glasses)

So the market incident and the glasses scene was stuff i thought about since i started these and was really excited to write it. I hope i did them justice .

I didnt realize how much longer part II was compared to part I so i think part III ended in a nice middle ground.

Haha i again didnt reach the scene i planned to reach(the prank) and at this pace this thing will have 6 parts. Someone save me

Anyway hope you like it and for those of you who dont know I am writing a Teru-centric fanfic about his decision to visit his parents and the aftermath and ill appreciate it if you could check it out (link here) and tell me what you think or at least share it so more people can see it because tumblr sucks and wont let me do it.

See you next time

[cyndagoaway]

I’d Do Anything To Make You Happy (Hardzello)

warnings : MCD, public shooting.

word count: 2.3k

theres an alternate ending for this if yall want it

joe's pov

"aannnnd! open! we're here!" ben removed his hands from my eyes with a big smile on his face. we were stood in front of the London Eye. i stared at it in awe for a second before turning around to give ben a hug. "thank you, ben." ben hugged me tighter. "i'd do anything to make you happy." ben smiled and pulled away from the hug grasping my hand. "okay now lets go before the sun sets!"

ben pulled me towards the line to the ferris wheel, his fingers interlocking with mine.

we stood in the line chatting about nonsense, moving up in the line every so often. then it hit me, this feeling i couldn't shake. "are you okay?" ben broke me out of my thoughts. "i have a feeling." ben looked back at me. "i get those, if you wait long enough it passes." he pressed a kiss to my cheek and intertwined our hands again. it still wouldn't go away. 

i brushed it off for now as we stepped onto the ferris wheel. 

ben and i sat on the same side as the capsule started moving. he grabbed my hand again as we stared out into the sky in comfortable silence. "i love you." i said kissing his cheek. ben looked at me lovingly, "i love you." he replied.

we enjoyed the rest of the ride to the top, occasionally pointing out things that the guide told us was there. once we reached the top the ride came to a stop, just us and the world. 

"let's be cliché for a second." ben whispered and leaned in to kiss me. our lips met and it felt like the first time, it always did. we kissed softly and slowly, no urgency in our actions. we pulled apart and he leaned his head on my shoulder. 

 the ride started moving again. ben nuzzled into my neck more, i wrapped my arm around his shoulders pulling him closer. 

we touched the ground again about five minutes later, we stepped off the ride and we joined hands again. "are you hungry?" ben asked and looked to me. i just shrugged, "i know this awesome place not too far from here, my parents took me to it a lot when i was a kid." ben squeezed my hand before dropping it to pull out a cigarette from his packet. 

thats when it happened. 

the first gunshot rang through the air and we were both frozen in place. when the second one came we started running. i grabbed his hand and we ran through the panicked crowd. people were shoving us and falling to the ground as we heard the gunshots get closer.

ben was running towards an alleyway between a restaurant and some kind of antique shop. we were almost there when a pain shot through me, a pain not like anything I've ever felt before. 

i can't breathe.

ben turned to look at me with a terrified expression on his face as i collapsed to the ground. ben scooped me up with one arm behind my back and one under my knees. 

we made it to the alleyway and ben carried me behind a dumpster. i couldn't feel anything but ben seemed really shaken up. he had tears running down his face and he was saying something to me, I couldn't hear him though. 

he put a hand on my face and tilted my chin to look up at him. "joe! joe can you hear me?!" the pain shot through me when I came back to earth. my breath hitched and I looked down at my chest. 

I could hear the people running around, they were still screaming and shots were firing. I tried my best to tune it out and focus on Ben.

I got shot.

I got shot.

I got shot in the left side of my chest, explains the trouble breathing. I probably punctured a lung. "Joey, baby, please listen to me." ben started hastily taking off his jacket. he pressed it to the wound and an unbearable pain shot through my body. 

I screamed and Ben's face dropped and he started frantically apologizing. I pressed my hand to his cheek and made him look at me. "I love you." I said, tears were rapidly running down both of our faces at this point. ben shook his head and pressed down harder on my chest, causing me to grunt. "no, you don't get to do that. because you're not dying." I ran my thumb over his cheek. 

"Ben," he stopped what he was doing and looked at me, "I love you." he broke down in sobs and put his face closer to mine. "I love you, I love you I love you. I love you so much." 

"I'm scared, ben." he let out a sob and pressed a kiss to my lips. "I know, joey, I know. god, this is all my fault. we should have just stayed in tonight-" i cut him off. "no, don't you dare even think this was your fault. i had the best time today ben. any day is going to be amazing with you regardless. this past year has been the best time of my life. i found my true love, ben. that's more than i could have ever asked for." 

3rd pov

joe closed his eyes for a few seconds. "i love you." he said again. he coughed violently and ben cradled his head in his hands, being careful to keep the pressure on joe's wound. "when we get home, can we watch that new episode of that one show you like? i can't remember what its called but there's new episodes on Sundays." ben cried harder. "y-yeah, we can do that if you'd like." joe was pale and shaking at this point. his breathing was sped up drastically.

"ben?" joe asked quietly, ben pulled himself together and looked at his boyfriend. "yeah?" joe hummed and tried to breathe in, "'m cold, ben." ben nodded and pulled joe's top half into his lap. "i know, baby." 

ben's tears fell on joe's forehead and joe reached up to cradle his face again. "there's a ring, it's in our sock drawer. i stuffed it in those blue pair with the polka-dots on them, the ones you hate. i was going to propose next week but it's okay if i have to do it here." ben nodded and pressed a kiss to joe's lips. 

he pulled away and let out a broken laugh. he pulled the black box from his pocket and opened it. "great minds think alike." he whispered. he slipped the ring on joe's finger and intertwined their hands again. 

joe let out a tired laugh and squeezed ben's hand. he was extremely pale and his breathing was slowing. "i love you, ben." joe whispered again. "i love you too, so much." 

"can you sing to me, ben?" joe asked as his hands' grip faltered. "what do you want me to sing to you, babe?" ben's voice was cracking, he wasn't sure if he would be able to sing but he would do anything for joe. 

"that one song by billie eilish? the soft one that was one of the singles?" he nodded and left a lingering kiss on joe's lips. 

he breathed in deeply and started to sing. the sun had set by now, the streetlights turning on and leaving a yellow glow around them. 

"don't you know im no good for you, I've learned to lose you cant afford to." he let out a quiet sob at the lyrics. 

"tore my shirt to stop your bleeding, but nothing ever stops you leaving." 

joe's eyes fluttered closed and his mouth turned up into a small smile. ben's hand gave joe's a small squeeze. "joey baby you can't go to sleep. help is gonna be here soon. you're going to be okay." ben brought his hand up to joe's face and tilted his head to look at ben. 

"'m so tired, ben. can't keep my eyes open." joe's eyes opened to look at ben. "i know joe, you have to stay awake though." 

joe's breathing hitched and he squeezed Ben's hand once more. "i'd do anything to make you happy." he smiled softly.

"i love you." his breathing slowed down and his eyes shut as he passed out. "i love you, i love you, i love you. i can't say it enough i love you." ben was sobbing as hard as ever now. 

he rested two of his fingers on joe's pulse point and felt his heart stop. he placed a kiss on joe's head and glanced at his watch, it was half covered in blood but he could still make out the time. 

21:19

it was two hours later before the paramedics found them. ben was cradling joe in his arms, his entire top half almost completely covered in the blood of his boyfriend. he was talking to him like he was still there. 

the EMT shined a light on them- him. "are you alright, kid?" the paramedic asked his voice soft. ben shook his head with a sad smile, a few tears falling down his cheeks. "we were going to get married, have all our friends and family there. and it would have had to be something extravagant because that's just how he is." ben let out a quiet, pained laugh. "he died two hours ago." ben said in a soft voice. 

the paramedic moved to take joe away from ben and he just shook his head and pulled him into his lap. "i can't let him go. im sorry." the paramedic shook his head in understanding and stood up, a silent signal that ben could carry him. 

"what's your name?" the EMT asked. "ben jones. the wonderful man in my arms is joseph francis mazzello the third." ben lightly chuckled. "he's got a mouthful of a name but i still love him." 

the paramedic led them out of the alleyway, bright lights of police cars, ambulances, and firetrucks alike lit up the night sky. he led them to an ambulance and convinced ben to put joe on the stretcher. 

the paramedic zipped up the body bag and placed the stretcher in the ambulance. ben sat on one of the seats as the rig started moving away from the scene. 

ben looked up at the paramedic, finally noticing his name tag. 

Matthews.

"how many people died?" ben asked quietly, tears brimming his eyes again. 

matthews sighed looking down at his hands. he took a deep breath in, "twenty-seven." he said simply. ben nodded, "did they get the guy?" the paramedic nodded and the car was filled with silence again.

they arrived at the hospital and wheeled joe into a room with no bed. they gave ben a bag to put his clothes in and a pair of scrubs to change into. they left him alone with joe after.

he walked over to joe's body and unzipped the bag so he could see him again. he fished around in joe's front pocket, his fingers grazed his phone and he pulled it out.

gwilym

missed calls (3)

gwilym: did you hear what happened? 

you weren't there, were you?

joe?

can you answer me if you're okay, please?

Momma

missed calls (7)

Momma : voicemail

ben swiped to call her back.

"joe? oh my god you had me so worried! i was watching it on the news and i was so scared!" ben had tears running down his cheeks again. "virginia." he cut her off. "ben? where's joe?" ben broke down in sobs and tried to explain. "w-we were at t-the london eye, a-a-and he got shot in the chest. y- you should come down here, virginia."

she hung up shortly after.

ben sent a text to gwilym from his phone. 

Benny: we're at St. thomas'

Gwil: where's joe?

seen

Gwil: ben where's joe?

Benny: just get here, please.

gwilym got there about twenty minutes later, he asked the receptionist what room he was in, but didn't get an answer. he pulled out his phone and texted ben. 

Gwil: what room?

Benny: floor 3 room 502

gwilym knocked on the door, he heard a broken 'come in' from the other side of the door and walked in the room. he immediately froze in the doorway. he covered his mouth with his hand, "oh my god."

"he proposed before he died, i proposed too. thats why the ring is there if you were wondering." ben was sat back in the chair again when gwilym walked in. he looked down and his body was overtaken with sobs. 

gwilym rushed over to him, tears running down his face, and hugged his body tightly. 

ben returned home late the next day. the morgue had taken joe's body as they waited for his mom to get there. 

he walked into their shared bedroom and collapsed on the floor in sobs. he cried until he couldn't cry anymore. he sat up and looked around the room. his eyes locked on to the dresser. he walked over to it and pulled open their shared sock drawer. he dug through it until he found the blue socks with polka-dots on them.

he unfolded them and there it was. a black leather box.

he opened it and stared at the gold band sitting in the box. he carefully took it out of the box and examined it, there was an engraving on the inside. 

My Treasure.

ben fell to the ground again as he slipped the ring on his finger. his pressed a light kiss to it and tears started to flow freely down his face again. 

"i love you, joey."

[bakugous-abs]

Yo, a scenario here. Bakugo, Torodoki, Midoriya, Tokoyomi and Iida reacting to their s/o getting stalked by an ex? Like the ex leaving creepy Voicemails, leaving flowers and candy in their mail box and follows them around in public.

Admin Bomb with another request, but this time it's a scenario! I hope you enjoy reading it and much as I enjoyed writing it

- Bomb

Bakugou

At first, the voicemails were just disregarded as some prank call or some sales person looking for some cheap money, and they trashed them as soon as they came, not bothering to even spare them a glanceBut after multiple blockings and what felt like several hundred deletions later, they finally decided to listen in on one of them, and they had wished they didn’t, so very much“S/o~~! You cant ignore me forever honey plum~!” The moment his voice rang into the air, they had dropped their cell phone onto the kitchen counter, their hands shaking and fear swimming across their face. They wanted it to stop, they knew it was a few simple taps away, but they couldn’t move, and it kept playing. “I know you’re getting them. My old numbers have been blocked and discarded, but it always delights me to know you’re playing this kind of game with me~. Call me later, mwah!”

The voicemail ended, and s/o was still very shooken. All those voicemails. The literal hundreds of deleted voicemails sitting in their trashcan, was from him?

Their ex was an obsessive freak that completely fetishized them and their relationship. Each and every moment of the days they spent together, were always him talking about he loved them so much and how he wanted to just run his fingers through their hair, and kiss them where no one else should. He seemed to only think about their body and what he could do with it, instead of actually spending quality time with them to just hang out

And it got too much. They broke up with him after weeks of the creepy and obsessive talk and fleed all the way to the UA area, where they got in, and found their new boyfriend, one that could treat them right, Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou understood their need of a slower relationship, and despite his impatient behaviour, he was willing to wait every second he had to to keep you comfortable. He didn’t want to drive them away from him. They were his and his only, and it bugged him to realize that taking things too fast could result in them leaving him behind for someone else. Of course, you could have friends, but he was still just a bit sketchy and protective when the guys would get close

He was a good, understanding boyfriend, and you loved him. And you didn’t need the recurrence of your ex to ruin what you had

They were practically late getting to school because the voicemail had shaken them up so bad, but they managed to get in through the door and take their seat before homeroom class representative, Tenya Iida, started to yell at them

They had hoped they looked like they normally would to not raise suspicion that something happened, but under the eagle and analyzing eyes of their boyfriend, he was able to spot your clear discomfort and shooken form the moment you walked in, tie backwards and more random strands of hair hanging out than usual

So it wasn’t surprising that during Lunch Break he pulled them aside and asked what the fuck was wrong with them and why they looked the way they did

“A-Aha, jeez Bakugou. I realize I looked bad this morning but not that bad.” They tried to play it off and slip out of his gaze, but he wasn’t gonna let this go that easily

“Don’t start using that shit on me. I know somethings wrong and I want you to tell me. Im your fucking boyfriend, you gotta be able to tell me shit without thinking im gonna be stupidly mad about it” He pried a bit more, his slouched form blocking their way from leaving him

They were hesitant, but they eventually told him all about their ex. They got increasingly more anxious as time went by explaining him, they just wanted this conversation to be over with and hope Bakugou wouldn’t blow them up or yell at them too much. They got shakier and more and more scared the more they explained their situation with the creepy ex, and they almost broke down when they finished, using the wall for support

“A-And, its just scary. The lengths he’s going to just to talk to me. He’s changed his fucking number after I block each and every one and calling out my name in a way that makes me absolutely disgusted with myself. And I… I just want him to stay away from me!” they collapsed to the ground, tears pooling off their face as they clutched their chest, words unable to form anymore

Bakugou… kinda felt bad. He had pried and prodded them to tell him all that even though they didn’t want to. He made them live through their life with their creepy fuckface ex. He made them into the scared pile on the floor that’s sobbing their eyeballs out

“H-Hey. Don’t cry, dammit. Crying looks ugly on you.” He knelt down and hesitantly moved his hands forward, taking them close to his body. He was surprised to find them immediately melting into him and clutching onto him like their life depending on it

“Look s/o, as much as it pisses me off to say, I’m not great with words, but that asswipe isnt gonna hurt you like that anymore, ok? You’re with me now. The future number one hero for fucks sake! I’m not gonna let him place his grimy hands on you or even look at you with those eyes. He doesn’t get to do that to you. So just, stop crying, ok? Just, trust me on this” His absolute rage was hidden by the softness he attempted to make his voice sound

By the time he was done, they were done crying and sniffles were the only sound they made. But they didn’t feel all that scared anymore. The small words Bakugou said made them feel better. Hours ago they were shaking in their kitchen, scared of their phone, and now they were cradled in Bakugou’s arms

They nodded and mustered up their strength to say, “Okay… Ill trust you for now, Katsuki.” In his arms, they felt safe and loved, the creepy voicemails vanishing from their head, the space now being taken up with images of their boyfriend

Todoroki

Orchids. S/o’s favorite flower. That is a fact known by few, and appreciated by none. They were the prettiest flowers to find in their book. Each flower had their own meaning, and they loved all of them. But, a certain color of this beautiful species, is one they hated most

Red

Red Orchids, meaning desire and passion, were all but desirable. They hated them. They hated one of the only flowers that could put a smile on their face. And its all because of him

He made them hate these beautiful specimens. He made them  begin to hate the flower in general, starting with this one. The prettiest color of that species. Your ex

He was a sweet guy, he really was. He was considerate, and helped anyone he could out. He gave them a sense of trust, and she trusted him to know that Orchids were their favorite flower. But they regretted it the moment the next day came

He introduced them to his side chick and had the most sadistic look in his eyes as he suggested they should become their personal punching bag, giving up your body so they can have their own satisfaction. And they immediately rejected the idea, angering both of them. They eventually had to rely on their quirk as a means of defense and escape, that last thing he shouted was how much he just red orchids, and threw an entire bouquet at them

After that, they moved to Japan, across the pacific ocean, away from him. But that didn’t stop his onslaught. They began to send red roses, once a month, on the day of their breakup. The fifteenth of every month, a bouquet of red orchids would sit on their door step the day they came home. And each day, they would breakdown crying and throw out the orchids as fast as they could

And unfortunately, they had forgot about them, and their new boyfriend, Todoroki Shouto was with them for a study project

He almost dropped the mug of coffee in his hands when he heard a thud by the front door and rushed to see a bouquet of red orchids in their hands, their eyes seeming to break in pieces right in front of him as they chucked them across the room and began to sob on the floor

“S/o! Are you okay?!” He called out, rushing to their side at once to get them off the grimy ground by the door

“I hate him! I hate him so much!” They screamed out to what looked no one as they legs tried to walk, but ended up just getting dragged on the floor as Todoroki wrapped their arm over his shoulder and walked them to the couch

“S/o! You’re gonna have to calm down in order for me to understand what’s wrong. What happened?” He set them down as they tried to stop their tears on the couch

“Orchids! I love them so much, but I cant stand to see the red ones anymore! They cause me so much pain!” They explained the entire situation, starting from the beginning and ending the story when they had arrived here in Japan. “And I just can’t look at them anymore. They always remind me of that day, and I was so scared”

Their tears continued to stream down their face till they had no more to shed, and Todoroki took this as his opportunity to speak

“I didn’t realize. But, what if I sent you your favorite color Orchid? I replaced the red orchids with your favorite color, and then you wouldn’t have to be reminded of them. You can come home to those flowers instead of red ones?”

S/o looked up at him slowly, looking at his brown and cerulean blue eyes, looking for any signs of lying. “Really?”

He nodded, his face still flat and emotionless. “Yeah. If I can get rid of the bad ones, I could maybe replace them with better ones”

They took and minute to process his words before a small smile decorated their face, a little nod telling Todotoki that they would like that very much

“Alright, what’s your favorite color?”

“Blue”

“May I ask why?”

They were silent, a bit embarrassed by their answer before muttering it as low as they could, “Because it reminds me of your eye”

Todoroki’s face went from zero to flaming hot at their answer, and pretty he could have sworn he saw a smug smile on their face as he hid his face in his hands, frost, and heat radiating from his sides while s/o laughed at his reaction

But at least they were smiling now, and not sad, completely forgetting about the bouquet from earlier, and he was happy to see them smiling again

Midoriya

Chocolate was their personal favorite of any kind of food out there, and anyone within Japan would know that the first moment they began talking to them

But, unfortunately, with that going for them, they would often get sent random chocolate boxes from strangers they didn’t even know, and one person in particular was persistent enough to keep sending a heart box each and every week with little notes attached to each piece, and it was getting quite bothersome

If the box wasn’t enough to set them off, it was the fact that it was only ever filled with their favorite kind of chocolate and the notes were something that you would only send to a partner

And when they finally started coming with a name, they didn’t know how to react anymore. These unsettling heart shaped boxes of chocolate were coming from their ex of three years

He was a man that was about two older than they were, and it had made them feel weird to be dating a man older than them, so they had requested to split ways, and he would always reply no. They tried multiple times to ask if they could break up, and he was getting more and more aggressive each time, until they finally stood their ground against the much stronger man, terrified of how he would react and said they were done with this uncomfortable relationship, and bolted out the door and fled to Japan

But somehow, it seems that he had found them again, and these chocolates were making them a bit apprehensive about eating any other ones

And Midoriya was the first to notice

After transferring into Yuuei, they had an immediate relationship that started as timid friends with the shy freckled boy, and as time went by, they got to know eachother better and they began to date. Deku was a blushing mess when he asked her to be with him after getting hyped up by the rest of Class 1-A for about three hours before hand, and they’ve only grown closer since

So it was understandable that he was able to see when something was wrong with his s/o, and it was immediately that he found at that they were down when they didn’t see a bar of chocolate anywhere near them during class

So, he approached them about it, and they only shook their head and looked down, pushing him away and telling him they were fine and to not worry

But all the poor boy could do was worry about them, and he knew he had to confront them about it, but how could he? They had told him not to worry and he didn’t want to upset them somehow by pushing in on privacy

But he decided to go for it anyway. He was worried, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to focus until he found out what was wrong

After class had ended, he held them back and asked to talk with them, and they hesitantly agreed

“S/o… um, I’m sorry of pushing my boundaries a bit, but I was wondering if you were really ok. You seemed a bit down and sickly this morning and I noticed there wasn’t any um… chocolate nearby and it struck me as strange to see you without any since it’s your favorite food and all”

The boy was nervously playing with his bandages on his hands from bruising them up a bit too much, but he watched them with those analyzing eyes of his, and he told tell something was definitely up

“Umm… It’s just uh.. I’ve been, receiving chocolates from strangers lately, and they’re mostly all coming from, my ex boyfriend…”

They paused and looked at Deku’s reaction, seeing his face blank and his mouth prop open a bit

“He um… he’s a bit older than me, and it made me uncomfortable with that two year age gap, so I asked to break up several times, and he said no. So I had forcefully broke up with him one night a few years ago and came here. And why is it just now that he begins to resurface and try to take me back? Can’t he see i’m uncomfortable with him? I just want him gone. All those boxes of chocolates are heart shaped and have little notes attached to each one. They’re all my favorite chocolates too, so seeing him do that, makes me feel kind of sick to eat anymore…” they looked down at the ground, their face sad with tears

Deku couldn’t believe his ears

They had to forcefully break up with someone because they kept saying no, and now they were being as persistent as ever and not realizing that what they’re doing is hurting his s/o

It’s even making them not want to eat their favorite treat! How unkind of them! How could they do that?

He fidgeted in his place, trying to come up with a solution to the problem, till something crossed his mind

“Do… Do you live with anyone?” He asked timidly, his cheeks heating up at the proposal he was about to ask

“Um… no…. I had moved out of my parents home when I could. They weren’t the best parental figures”

“Oh, um ok. Well, I was wondering… maybe you could um…” His cheeks heated up and he scratched the back of his neck. S/o lifted their head to see his nervous stance

“Well… maybe you could live with… me and my mom” the suggestion finally rang out of his mouth, and s/o was taken back a bit

“Of course you don’t have to if you don’t want to!” Deku began to flail his arms, worried about the reaction he got from them. “I was just thinking that if you moved out of your apartment and moved into mine then he couldn’t send the chocolates anymore because he wouldn’t be able to since no one would be living there anymore! Im sorry if I freaked you out or-” He immediately stopped rambling when he heard a giggle escape his s/o’s mouth

The laughter started as giggling, but it eventually raised into full on tearful laughing, a smile on their face as their eyes clenched shut, leaving Deku confused

Did he say something funny? Were they laughing at him?

Once they calmed down, they leaned forward and rested their head on Dekus shoulder, hugging themself. “You broccoli head” They muttered fondly

“B-Broccoli head?!”

“Of course I’ll move in with you and your mother. You don’t need to be so shy about it” They unwrapped their arms from themselves and attached them to Deku, the poor boy practically fainting from the closeness of their body

“Y-You will?” He asked, still nervous about engaging in the hug as well

“Yeah, now hug me back you weeaboo, I’m touch starved right now, and I want chocolate”

Deku smiled and wrapped his arms around them, making himself a silent promise to always protect them from the growing dangers of the world, from their ex… and to always keep chocolate on hand from now on

Tokoyami

Eyes had been on them for a while now, they could feel it. They had always felt like someone was watching them, but ever since they moved away from their creepy ex and broke up with him, they had been feeling it more often than usual

It never stopped. They felt it, always. At Yuuei, on their walks to and from school, their shopping trips, and even with their current, and much better boyfriend, Tokoyami Fumikage

He was a sweet bird boy that was emo inside and out, no matter who he was with, and they loved him for it. They appreciated his ability to be able to express himself in the way he could, and in the way that made him most happy. He was him, and they respected that. Its what got them started on their relationship in the first place

He was as gentle as a mother swan to her babies, and yet, as ravenous as an Eagle when anyone would pick on s/o, making sure to run them off and stick close again to their side for the remainder of the day

They were walking with him now, and once again, started to feel the same pair of eyes on them as always. Their mood immediately dropped and demeanor changed to very uncomfortable and wanting to run. Run away from the eyes that followed them everywhere. Wanting to run away from the uncomfortable atmosphere, but they kept strong

After all, they were with their boyfriend, they had nothing to fear, right?

Wrong

So very, very wrong

“Dearest, I’m gonna use the restroom real quick, stay put and I’ll be back momentarily” Tokoyami let go of their hand, missing the warmth already as he entered the bathroom

S/o uncomfortably stood a little ways away from the bathroom, feeling a bit shy about being so near the place where males did their business. People were starting to turn in for the night, leaving the gaps between people to grow in size. People were getting their personal space again, and maybe, just maybe, they could spot who exactly it was spying on them

They didn’t have time to think or react when an arm wrapped around their upper body, clamping their arms to their sides and a hand put over their mouth and yanked into an alleyway. Panic flooded their body and they tried to let out a scream, but realized that no sound would come past their mouth

“Hey s/o! I found ya, hahaha! Did ya miss me?!” The voice they had tried to forget from those years crept back into their mind when they tried to look to see who it was, realizing it was their homicidal ex

This man… this disgusting man before them had killed their older brother and two other men months before they found out it. News broadcasts were everywhere about the mysterious disappearances  and it wasn’t till a night before they broke up that they realized… those two men who had flirted with them, and their older brother, were killed at the hands of their boyfriend. It was the scariest moment of their life in those ten minutes the news played the case on the screen. Ten sickening minutes of watched two bodies get pulled from a cellar and finding their brothers body in a ditch

This ex, killed any man that interacted with them. He wanted them to himself, and he was gonna do everything he could to keep them away from potential threats

They were terrified, and broke up with him over phone before discarding in a trashcan nearby and fleeing to the opposite side of the country, and hopefully away from him. But it seems he had found them

Their breathing sped up as they tried to cry out for help, make any sound at all, but nothing came out

“Trying to scream are we? Trying to get me away from you again?!” His eyes shook and darted in any direction they could, “Well too bad! I’m your boyfriend! You don’t get to run away from me! We’re a couple! How could you do that?! Run away from me after I killed those people for you?! FOR US?!” His yelling was terrifying, their body going into immediate shut down as they practically went limp against the wall

“I killed them so they wouldn’t destroy our relationship! And you thank me like this?! You’re a beautiful bitch! My beautiful bitch! I love you, and no one else can have you! I’ve been watching you for years now! I know everything I possibly can about you, and I wanna know more!” A disturbing laugh erupted from his throat

Their eyes were cloudy with tears and they clenched their eyes shut, and before they knew it, they were on the ground, and a loud thud resonated through the alleyway as their ex’s body was flown across the ground and into a dumpster where he laid unconscious

Their eyes widened and looked to the entrance to see Tokoyami and Dark Shadow staring at their ex with angry eyes, but they softened once they saw their shaken and fearful form

“S/o! Dearest! Are you alright?!” Tokoyami shouted, Dark Shadow curling around them both when Tokoyami wrapped his arms around them

“No! No im not! He-He-He, He stalked me! He stalked me for months! Watching my every move!” Their head banged against Tokoyamis chest and their hands balled into fists, clenching his shirt. “He killed my brother and two innocent men because of me!”

They babbled on,  but Tokoyami kept shushing them. He had eavesdropped and listened to the whole thing when he was done with his quick bathroom break. His anger was fueling every second he listened to that maniac talk to his s/o like that, and he took out Dark Shadow and punched him against a dumpster, anger seething from every pore on his body

“S/o. This is not your fault. You had no clue what was happening behind closed doors, and he kept you in the dark. He did things that should never have began to be considered of doing. He is a creature of far more darkness than a black hole, and you don’t need to blame yourself for it. You don’t need to give any apologies to a man of that rank”

His beak nuzzled into their neck as he tried his best to calm them down, but still very conscious of the pda in the open and not in the his or their room in the Yuuei dorms

S/o was still very shaken, but knowing how angry and sad Tokoyami felt because of their ex made them feel safer. They knew he didn’t, and would never agree to his ways of showing love. And they felt eternally happy about it as they cried into his chest

“I.. I guess the date is ruined now, huh?”

“Pay no mind to the date. What matters now is your health and well being. Come along, we should get back to the dorms and rest”

They nodded and got up, grabbing the hand of their boyfriend and leaning on them as their pillar of support, depending on their hero to guide them safely home

Iida

S/o wasn’t much of a gifter nor a receiver. They didn’t like the idea of buying someone things and them not being able to pay them back, or vise versa. They believe, they should both be able to exchange something, preferably of equal value

So it kind of freaks them out when they kept receiving gifts in their mailbox and on their doorstep from an unknown sender

They knew it couldn’t have been Iida. He would definitely have brung it up on their alone time if they had received any gifts he may have sent. So who could it be?

Their question was answered when a tenth gift was sent. It was a small purple carnival bear with pretty blue eyes, a rolled up note tied with a red ribbon in its hand in their mailbox. It was strange to see the note, and it wasn’t a good strange

After about the third gift they were starting to get a little iffy about whether they should keep or discard them to a trashcan nearby. And now, after being so cautious of their mailbox, this bear finally has a clue as to who is sending these stupid gifts

They set their school bag on the ground and began to untie the note from its hand, putting the bear under their arm and unraveling the note, reading the contents

“Dear, beautiful s/o. It seems you have received gift number ten. Now. You may be wondering. Who are they coming from, and I bet the answer will surprise you!”

Strange way to start a letter, and they regretted reading any further

“Well, guess whoooo? It’s me! Your ex”

They gasped before seething with rage. This pipsqueak of a piece of human, their ex, was the one sending them gifts

“S/o!” a voice rang through the air, and they lifted their head to see Iida heading their way, their mood lifting the slightest too see him speeding towards them. “Pleasant surprise to see you outside! What have you got there?” He asked as he took the remaining strides to be by their side

“It’s um… it’s nothing” They responded, looking at the note before crumbling it up and putting it in their school bag, the bear dropping to the ground as they bent down to pick it up

Iida was fast to pick it up and examine it

“Huh. I didn’t know there was a carnival in town” he responded in a questionable way as he handed it to them, their bag now over their shoulders

“There… there isn’t one. My uhh, aunt, lives in America and she sent me this thinking I would enjoy it. But she knows how much I don’t really like small toys like this” they took it from him and looked it over, the weird texture of the fur setting them off

“Ah, I see. Well, take care, I must be on my way. I cannot keep Tensei waiting at home” and with that he sped off down the sidewalk to his own home

The following days were filled with even more gifts and even more notes attached to them. It was panicking and infuriating. Can he not take a hint? Can he really not see that they don’t want to be with him anymore? Can’t he see that he messed up by cheating on them in the first place? Can’t he see that this is his fault?

They had began to just not read them anymore or even spare them a glance and immediately throw them away, but that only seemed to make the situation worse as the gifts kept getting larger in value and more expensive, now receiving whole phones and on one occasion, a brand new television set that now sat in a spare room in their house

And, it was finally that this next gift sent them into a near panic attack. If was smaller than the last one, and was probably the most valuable thing someone else could ever want from a man

It was an engagement ring with a little poem on the inside, and that was unfortunately when Iida came strutting out of the bathroom as they screamed and threw the ring across the house, hitting and getting stuck in the wall

“S/o!” Iida was by their side in an instant, looking between them and the engagement ring implanted into the wall and their shaking form on the ground, seething with absolute anger. “What’s the matter?”

“This!” They pointed at the small velvet box, standing up and pacing the room

He picked it up and read through the note, his eyebrows scrunching up in confusion and possibly anger

“This man, my ex, keeps sending me gifts upon gifts of small things from little carnival toys to flat screen tvs, but now he’s taking it too far with giving me something like this! He’s the one that messed up! HE cheated on ME! He ruined my trust in people for a period of time and he’s just sending me all these things! I don’t like receiving gifts unless I can give back something of equal value, and he knows this! But he’s doing it anyway, and I can’t take it anymore!”

Tears spilled from their eyes. But they weren’t sad, no, they were angry tears

Iida was conflicted with what to do. No man should ever hurt a woman like this unless they were of criminal level. And yet, his s/o had been the one to through something like this

At first he felt guilty for not realizing something was up with the way they kept getting new things around the house shoved into corners of the room and the way they didn’t like going near a certain door in their house. But then he felt anger at their ex

He should be respectful of another person’s privacy. If they say no, that means no, and there’s no way around it. Not unless you are a manipulative person that had somehow convinced them into doing something, and that’s just wrong and unprofessional on multiple levels

This man has causes his s/o so much pain, and now their literally crying angry tears and he didn’t know how to help. He was now confused. What should he do?

He looked at the poem a little more before walking over and retrieving the ring from the wall. He looked s/o right in the eye before opening the window and throwing it into a trashcan in an alleyway trashcan below

“Now, I don’t know much about your ex other than what you just told me. But I believe he is not a good man. He should be able to respect a person’s privacy and listen to them when they tell him no, especially women in the day and age we live in”

Their s/o wiped their tears as they noticable bit their tongue, probably trying not to yell anymore than they had to

“So, maybe, you can sell this apartment, and move into the dorms with the rest of us”

Their s/o was immediately about say something, probably to reject the idea, but he beat them to it and spoke more. “Now, hold on just a moment. Listen to me talk.” They shut their mouth and looked at Iida, waiting for him to continue. “If you were to move out of here and into the dorms, he wouldn’t be able to send you anything without proper consent from yourself, and if he did, you can immediately reject anything coming from that address. And you could leave all these prior gifts behind for someone else to take”

Their s/o’s mouth seemed to screw shut as they looked around the apartment. He could understand why. This was their parents apartment before they unfortunately passed away from a villian attack two years ago. So this apartment has held some emotional value, but this is their own safety that was on the line here

They looked over at Iida, the anger subsiding into sadness as they nodded

He smiled and walked over to them, pulling them into a hug. “I know it might be difficult. But your safety might be in danger here. So I want you to take all the precautions you can to be safe as a normal person, not as a future hero”

They smiled against his chest and nodded, feeling safe and sound in Iida’s arms

“Alright. Now let’s get to the school so we can get you a dorm over there and you can move out as quickly and efficiently as possible”

They nodded and got ready, ready to start a new better life and leave this one behind, like they should have done long ago

[delicrieux]

amortentia [young!tom riddle x reader] pt.8

premise: two students start developing feelings for one another despite having too many secrets to count.

tagging:  @cheshirecatbyul @junieyes​ @whaledenwtf​ @xoxomioxoxo​ @cherryvblossom​ @adidabach @sissieliang @patronusfire @rianrawr​ @gravitygemjj​ @aquariemm​( if anyone else wants to be tagged, please let me know!)

warnings: angst, disturbing themes, fluff, blood

a/n: BITCH U THOUGHT I WOULD NEVR UUPDATE! HA! y'all are so nice SERIOUSLY! thank you for all the comments and kudos and reads...thank you for sticking by the hellish update scheduale... cant thank y'all enough..hope you like this...btw this is in no way a healthy relationship!!!however this is a fanfic and i can romanticize whatever i damn please. <3 <3 <3 lemme know what u think in those comments! they seriously motivate me to write <3

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8. train ride home.

S p r I n g b r e a k.

The train station is restless; couples and children run around in a frantic haze of smoke and screams, giggles, enthusiastic chatter. Some passengers bump into you and mumble hiss like apologies under their breaths without even sparing you a glance as they rush to their departing trains. Fumes stick to your skin. The sun rains down in harsh rays and it is abnormally humid and hot for Britain. Rainy weather and clouds are to be expected, but this… the baby blue of the sky is nearly blinding. The chaotic shouting and the near deafening sound of honks is disorienting. With your terrible health it is all almost too much. However you prevail and tilt your head upwards, quick eyes in search of the platform. Your suitcase and ticket are safely guarded in your grip. Finally, a miracle! You spot the far away number 8 and hurry to it, counting the minutes until your departure.

A line had already formed to your train and so you set down your things and wait patiently for your turn. Your hair sticks to the side of your oily cheek. Blasted weather! With a silent huff you fix your hair and try not to blush under the heat. Once your turn arrives you smile graciously at the young ticket checker, “Good day, miss.” He greets you with a sunny smile, his mood ten times brighter once a grumpy patron passed him, “May I see your credentials?”

“Certainly.” You are quick to rummage through your case and pull out a small passport. He regards it, and then you, reluctantly giving it back.

“Have a fantastic trip, (Name).” He wishes and curtsies his black hat. You nod graciously, “If I were to offer you my help in carryi—“

“There is no need for that.” A quiet, though stormy, voice cuts in and your heart skips a beat once Tom’s pale figure comes into view behind the boy. “She is with me.” He states simply, leaving no room to argue. The boy backs down and allows Tom to take your bag and your hand as he helps you into the train.

In a breath you are transported home, where trees are tall and their scent is dizzying. Bees buzz freely and butterflies dot surface of flowers; heaven like scenery all around you. And you are a small child again and so terrified of the woman with a permanent frown on her face holding a wooden spoon high above her head in a threatening manner that, you realise,  if you were to make a wrong move pain would soon follow.

“No self-respecting lady holds hands publically.” Your mothers voice echoes loud and clear, “Are you of noble birth or are you a peasant?”

And despite being told from an early age what is right and what is wrong, you chose to ignore your instincts and block out her voice. Instead you relish in the way your hand fits perfectly in his; how safe and warm it is; how pleasantly it tingles and makes your whole body feel as if on a gentle cotton cloud. Tom does not let go of your hand till you reach the compartment.

It is small and old. The red seats are dulled, but still comfortable. Tom puts away your things – his is already tugged away somewhere – and as you sit you get a better look at him. He is missing his regular robes; without them he appears leaner and paler, yet still undeniably handsome. His clothes seem worn, but tailored, they are not new but you know he has been keeping them in the best shape he possibly could. He takes a seat next to you when the train jerks into motion. Soon rumbling spreads and vibrates your bones as the scenery behind the window moves into a colourful blur.

“It’s nostalgic, isn’t it?” He breaks the silence in a bored tone. Curiously, you tilt your head away from the window, “Reminds me of the first time we met.”

“The train to Hogwarts…” You agree, “Seems so long ago...” You add.

“But I knew.”

“Knew what?”

“That you are different.” He says and you can barely make out a smile on his lips. He must have expected you to relish at the idea, however your face falls.

“Do you hate me, Tom?” You ask. He thinks; his eyes trail off from your face to the outside view.

“In a way.” He admits, his gaze locking your own. “I hate what you do to me.” He says slowly, his fingers coming to graze the side of your forehead to push away some silky strands of (colour) hair, “I hate how reckless I’ve become…And how honest, too.” At this you blush; your cheeks tingle pleasantly as the warmth of his fingers linger. He pulls away, either to compose himself or to mind your personal space, though you doubt your comfort and wellbeing is on his mind. Alas, it feels as if a heavy weight is lifted off of your chest. He does not hate you. He has no malicious intent regarding you. It makes you smile, however your smile is small and a bit mellow.

“Tom…” You start slowly, curiously, thinking back on all that has happened in the past year, “Do you ever miss home?”

He regards you with a strange look, “I grew up in an orphanage.” A shiver rolls down your spine at his blank, emotionless tone, “There is nothing to miss.”

“Oh…” You murmur meekly, “I…I didn’t know.”

“Of course you didn’t.” He states, “How could you?”

You figure only professors know this. Come to think of it, it suddenly makes sense why he stays for Christmas and spring break in the castle, and seems so displeased once summer rolls around. You used to believe that it is because he despises the heat. Tom always seemed happier when it was cold and raining, or so you noticed. But now you understand and feel sad for him, though you try not to show it, knowing that he would not appreciate your worry. He just shared such a delicate secret with you. You cannot ruin this moment with your unruly affection.

“I don’t miss my home, either.” You say gently.

“It’s because of your mother, isn’t it?” He inquires; again, his tone betrays only polite curiosity, as if he already knows the answer to his question. You nod.

“She is a…difficult woman.” You start, “But I do not blame her. I was a difficult child…I also don’t blame my father for not being there to stop her.” You glance out the window – fields of green are coated in a happy yellow colour; lacy bright wildflowers, “See he is the only alchemist in our town. We live quite far from it, and the trips back are long and tedious… We live in the woods in a small cottage surrounded by flowers and moss and fireflies at night…”

“Sounds idyllic.”

“It is merely a pretty font.”

The conversation lulls to a stop as both of you are lost in your own separate thoughts, until… “I’d like to visit it sometime.” He says, making your heart skip in delight. He smiles, “Meet your mother. Do the same thing she did to you.”

“You mean the same thing you do to me?”

You wonder why you do not hate him. Not feel a burning desire to escape, or even feel better. Perhaps it all starts and ends in that small cottage in the woods. Perhaps, this pain he inflicts, others inflict, you inflict upon yourself with those memories you repeat in your mind, are home. Perhaps you are simply used to fear and anguish and it would make you feel terrified if he were to act a different way. This pain is comforting, nothing new. Changes are a terribly scary thing, and you despise them. More than that, you could not hate him. Your heart betrays you. The way it beats for him and him only. The night he told you that he wants you to join him on his little quest…You were hurt and shocked but that all melted away the next morning. You had thought long and hard. You had weighted the possibilities and decided that his side was the only place for you to be, despite the circumstances, despite the pain. Yes, you do not hate him, quite the opposite in fact.

With a smile you turn away, not waiting for his answer, if there even was one, “What shall we do in Little Hangleton?”

“Find out the truth.”

[spoonass69]

big rant type post/ story thingy:

TW/CW:

abuse mentions, r*pe mentions, kinda just talking about my experience with being a baby activist and learning how authority figures and my white peers act in these kinds of situations

anyways a year after i entered public school in about 6th grade, one of the teachers decided to have her whole class sit in silence, without moving, on the grass for a whole recess because a few kids were too loud in the hallways on their way to recess. so naturally my friends and i talked about how unfair it was and we organized a peaceful protest consisting of me and about 4 other kids. we planned on having signs and informational pamphlets and sitting on the grass.

that day i went home and had my mom help me research how recess was not only beneficial, but necessary for kids. then i wrote up a paper on why collective punishment was unfair and how taking away recess was actually just hurting students and i even gave alternative solutions so they could still like punish kids who were loud in the hallways or something

the next day, i walked into school with my big rainbow cardboard sign saying “recess is a right not a privilege” when i got to breakfast, i saw none of my friends had signs or anything. they told me they didnt think i was serious, despite agreeing the previous day to be a part of this. that was fine though, i can handle this all on my own since i have all the things i need.

i walked up to class once the bell rang, and i put my stuff in my locker for the day. i realized by sign wasnt going to fit, so i put it in the windowsill in the hallway directly outside my classroom to wait until recess, and i went to go sit at my desk and start my bellwork.

about a minute later, my teacher came in and asked me to step out into the hallway with her, ehich was weird since class hadn’t even started yet so why wouldnt she just tell me what she needed to in the classroom.

i stepped out into the hallway and she went into this whole thing about how i had put my sign facing outwards in the window, which also happened to be right next to where some oarents dropped off their kids. she was mad because “other parents are gonna think were not letting you have recess!!” (which was what was happening, pretty regularly actually, this past incident was just the last straw). she continued to yell at me, i dont even really remember all that she said both because it happened so long ago and because at the time i was being abused at home and tended to panic very very hard whenever anyone showed that they were upset with me at all, which lead to me kinda auto deleting the memories. whatever she was saying, her tone was scary and hurtful enough to make me absolutely bawl, in front of the entire 6th grade class that was still entering the classrooms around me. even after i, through a stream of tears and snot, very timidly said i just wanted to stand up for my classmates, she continued to yell at me for a good 5 minutes.

the other 6th grade teacher stood by and watched, let all the other kids watch. i was not a rebellious kid, i did everything in my power to only seem happy and not show vulnerability, i had to do that to survive. i wasnt a troublemaker or anything like that, the teacher actually really liked me before this, i was quiet and always did my work and followed the rules. this was my first offense. it wasnt even an offense, i was simply asking my teachers not to treat my friends and classmates unfairly. and i got screamed at to the point of panic and sobbing, to going completely out of character. and my peers would not say anything. my peers would not stand with me. they would not admit that i was not the sole person that wanted to do this, and of course i wouldnt rat them out. but worst of all, the other adult there, that was supposed to protect me, stood there and watched. silently. knowing the abuse that was going on at home. they both knew. they both knew i only had good intentions. they both knew i would never start anything too rowdy on purpose. neither of them even tried talking to me calmly or asking what was going on. they wouldnt even read the pamphlets i made.

there are some key elements here i want to highlight.

my peers abandoned me, and let me try and make things better for them after agreeing to have my back (i almost never missed recess because i had to follow rules perfectly to survive). they then let me take all the blame and the punishment

the adults who were supposed to care about me and protect me responded with aggression and hostility when i wanted to peacefully ask them to stop harming my friends

the adults who were supposed to care about me and protect me stood by and watched as one of their coworkers screamed at a sobbing child who was already dealing with abuse at home

this was the first situation, that has fit into countless amounts of patterns as ive learned more about oppression and activism.

at worst, the people in power will only respond to peaceful pleas for respect with violence. at best they will sot by and watch as others perpetrate that violence for them.

there are a lot of people, specifically other white people in my experience, who will ask you for support, loyalty, help or anything when dealing with things such as homophobia from peers or just general bullying but then when you are in a situation where you need them to put themselves at risk to help you and support you in a meaningful way, they completely turn on you.

this last one i feel like can get misinterpreted so im gonna give this example

a friend wanted me to support them and have their back when one of our mutual friends was bullying them, i said of course and made sure my friend did not feel any guilt after cutting the mutual friend out of their life and i also cut them out of mine. when pointed out to that same friend how one of their friends was being disrespectful towards me after i called them out for being supportive of police during the blm protests, and i told them i wasn’t comfortable being friends with someone who was friends with people who disrespected me they told me i was trying to control who they were friends with and i was being unreasonable, and then promptly went and made fun of me

i give my friends support and try to work with them to make pur environment safer and happier for everyone, but when we’re put in a tough spot, i get thrown under the bus because im usually the only one who wholeheartedly wants to do something, who wants to put the effort into caring for my friends and keeping them safe

ive seen this specifically happening all over my area, i dont know if this goes for other places in the US, but it feels like i am pretty relatively alone, im seeing everyone from my old school or from nearby schools calling themselves activists, saying the support these movements, saying they agree with all these ideas, but only follow through if its not only convenient, but if it will make them look good to a significant amount of people and if the action is basically spoon fed to them.

im not sure if i really have a message or a point to this but i felt like this information does have some kind of message in it somewhere that i just can quite articulate yet.

i guess just generally, if youre seeing these things happen too and youre also feeling alone and frustrated, dont give in to people who wont put their social standing at risk to stand up for you, if youre noticing these patterns and sticking up for your friends or peers in general despite the risks then you deserve people who will put in the same effort to care about you.

also i know some people cant put in the effort, i did have a lot of people reach out to me when i was very publicly calling people in my area out for standing by while their peers were racist/antisemetic. they told me that some people cant stand up for others due to anxiety or idk the risk of losing all their friends would be bad for their mental health. but yk i have a severe anxiety disorder and cptsd, and i did lose all 15 of my friends and my boyfriend in one day in freshman year of highschool after i told them i couldnt hang out with them if they were gonna hang out with trumpies. then for a week they all messaged me separately telling me i was a crazy bitch. then for 6 months told everyone new i tried to make friends with or date that i was a crazy bitch (but far more convincingly) even though i blocked them all, didnt mention them, did my best not to think about them, and even changed my routes to all my classes so i couldnt pass any of them in the hallways. but even after the trauma that caused me, it was the only right and reasonable thing to do. no matter how badly i was doing, it would not compare to the damage me being friends with them and enabling their behavior could do to someone in the future, because enabling those people is how we end up with men who rape and murder women. and even if all that wasnt the most important aspect of this, staying friends with those people would have messed me up astronomically worse than cutting them off did.

(just to make it super clear tho, im not expecting people of the marginalized communities to put their safety at risk to stand up to their own opressors, i am expecting mostly white kids to put their idk social status and comfort asside and stand up to your friends or other people in general when theyre harming others)

[bts-is-my-life-as-always]

Bts reaction to you being suicidal. Jimin and V.

Warning:depressing and suicidal stuff.

Behind the reaction: you and bts’s relationship was revealed and the fans absolutely hate you guys, and you fall into depression.

(Credits to gif owners)

Jimin:

Jimin never imagined you without a smile, your face always lit up when he was near you, when he would hug you from the back and whisper sweet nothings and when he would just hold your hand for hours.

“Oppa, my hands are sweaty”

“I don’t care, can’t I just hold hands with the love of my life?”

“Your so much cringe”

This is how you would laugh With him, completely lost in your two worlds.

But lately it seemed like, that world was crumbling beneath you, like nothing mattered to the both of you anymore, in stead of I love you’s it was covered by silence.

“Y/N did you taste any of this? It’s gross”

“I did taste it, there’s nothing wrong with it”

He frowned clearly agitated.

“Well it’s not, it’s really gross, it tastes like metal”

“Well then don’t eat it, go get something else, or you can cook, it’s not that easy when your cooking for a picky eater”

You started to complain, now the only type of communication that the two of you had.

“Fine”

Not even 5 minuets later he was screaming from the kitchen.

“ARE YOU SERIOUS?! CANT YOU AT LEAST WASH THE DISHES PROPERLY?! WHAT DO YOU KNOW HOW TO DO?!”

“Jimin keep it down, what’s your problem, I just forgot to wash them, I’ll wash them later”

“WELL YOUR LATERS NEVER COME, YOU ALWAYS SAY LATER, GOSH WHY ARE YOU SO LAZY? YOUR SO USELESS!”

This hurt you, and that was evident in your voice now.

“Well I’m sorry I’m so useless,”

“WHAT THE HELL THROWING SUCH SMART REMARKS ISN’T GOING TO HELP, CLEAN THIS UP”

You looked into his eyes, the usual warm and inviting ones replaced with a cold and harsh one, your own feelings too much to control, maybe his fans were right, you were useless, maybe he was only with you so you could do all the chores that he didn’t want to do.

With a clenching pain in your heart, you ran out the house, jimin noticing what he just said, instantly regretting as soon as he heard the door shut,

“Y/N! IM SORRY, STOP WHERE ARE YOU GOING?”

You pressed the elevator door shut and went to the roof, this place used to make you feel special and happy, but now it only reminded you of how miserable you were.

Jimin thought to himself “where is she going, the roof? What’s she doing at the roof, come on elevator hurry”

The elevator being too slow, jimin started to run up the stairs, afraid of what your state of mind would end up doing.

You slowly stepped forwards, you stood on the edge, one wrong movement and you’d fall straight to your death, there was no way of survival, but they say, that falling to death, maybe the most peaceful ways to die.

You looked down, he wasn’t coming, you didn’t mean anything to him, as you inched closer, you felt two strong arms engulf you and pull you back down.

“HAVE YOU GONE INSANE? YOU COULD HAVE FALLEN TO YOUR DEATH!”

You started to chuckle, the kind of sound you make when you don’t know whether to be astonished or just completely gobsmacked

“Jimin are you that dense, that’s the point, no one comes up to the roof to live, usually they come up to die, and usually they do it in one go, Do you wanna know how many times I’ve been up here?”

“Don’t, please, I’m sorry, I’m rea..”

“I’ve been up here, more than you can count, I just want to be at peace, no longer this damaged, I just want to escape”

“No, no please, you said that I’m your escape, please don’t leave me”

“You were my escape, you know, maybe their right, maybe the fans were right, your only here because you pity me”

Jimin was desperate, it seemed like all the pain you were going through was completely masking his desperation,

“Maybe their all rig....”

He smashed his lips with yours, anything to get you to stop, anything to prove that he still cared and loved you, anything.

He let go of you,

“I’m sorry, it’s not true, none of it is true, I’m sorry, your the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me”

(I genuinely don’t know why this gif just made me cry, idk he looks so happy yet soo sad)

V:

You loved long train journeys, it was one of your favourite dates, Just riding the train to nowhere, the train was like a second home, somewhere where you and v could just enjoy each other’s company, maybe eat a few boiled eggs together.

This was the case until Just 2 weeks ago, when your relationship went public, the affection and love went sour, he no longer told you I love you, the kisses that he used to shower you with, no longer existed, it was instead replaced with frustrated sighs and sometimes annoyed remarks.

After a week, he just didn’t want to talk to you anymore, he didn’t come home, he “didn’t feel like talking to someone who couldn’t be mature about things”

He used to tell you how much he loved your childlike behaviours, he used to hug you and give you comfort, now he only made you feel like a burden and someone that was just extremely clingy, but you still went on train rides, it was long, and sad, and lonely.

Today was the day you thought, the day that you can finally let go of everything, you wrote a letter to tae and left it at your apartment, tae was extremely worried about you, he wanted to check up on you, so he used the excuse of I’m here for the hoodie, when he entered your apartment with a spare key you gave him, and he saw how silent it was, the letter on your desk was the first thing he noticed.

Dear tae,

If your reading this, I’m sorry, I’m sorry I left you, I know you’ll be disappointed in me, but forget me and please move on, I’ll be somewhere that makes me happy, please don’t blame yourself, please don’t feel like your at fault,

Love from Y/N.

He was scared, he felt like his heaven was crumbling, he ran out the house, not knowing if he was too late, or if he was on time to stop you, he wanted to find you and hug you, and kiss you and tell you how sorry he was, then he thought, the train station, today was one of the days that you would enjoy train rides together,

As soon as he arrived he saw you, standing on the edge, the train that was not stopping this time, ready to pass through way too fast

“Y/N” he ran towards you and pulled you into him,

“Tae? What are you doing here”

He was crying, screaming, throwing a damn fit

“HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO LIVE WITHOUT YOU, HOW?”

“Tae...I....”

“NO, YOUR NOT GOING ANYWHERE, NOT WITHOUT ME, PROMISE ME, TELL ME, HUG ME, KISS ME, anything to prove that your still alive, that your still with me, because otherwise I don’t want to be here”