#ft. one of my favorite crying-in-the-shower songs

[mother-of-houseplants-2]

fiona gallagher // least favorite only child, leanna firestone

[cutecatlov3r]

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨?

various x reader ! [gojo, megumi, itadori, yuta, inumaki, and nanami]

synopsis: my head cannons and my opinion on which song they'd fuck you to .

warnings/tw: all characters are 21+, praise, degradation, and my personal head cannons on what they are like during sex .

a/n: don't copy my work ! like, re-blog, and comment ily ! not proofread .

aot ver. hq ver. ft ver. bllk ver. bnha ver.

Satoru Gojo

Reminder [The Weekend]

✰ Let's be for real, the only reason he fucked you to this song is because he wants you to forever be reminded of this moment.

✰ His cocky personality makes sure to fuck you nice and good so you don't ever forget him.

✰ "Think about me and only me... Now, let me hear your moans,"

✰ Gojo Satoru does not do relationships yet here you are, his favorite person to hook up with.

✰ Although you two aren't together, he is very possessive over you, wanting you to only fuck him and no one else.

✰ You listen to him, not fucking anyone else but him. You can't ever pass up Gojo, he is amazing and too good in bed.

✰ He knows how to please you, whether it's his tongue, fingers, or cock.

✰ You both have something special, never wanting to let go of what you have.

✰ His blue eyes keep you hypnotized, you can't help but wish for something more from him. You can't help but fall in love with him .

"Every time you try to forget who I am, I'll be right there to remind you again"

-

Megumi Fushiguro

Good For You [Selena Gomez]

✰ This song makes Megumi show out his degrading parts. "You're a whore, hm?"

✰ The way your body moves so sensual to this song makes him go crazy.

✰ He goes deep and fast pace during this song, showing you how proud he is that you're his and only his.

✰ He will leave hickeys all over your boobs and thighs.

✰ "You're mine, Y/n. Got that?"

✰ He doesn't mind eating you out to this song, he likes watching you reach your climax, especially when this song is playing.

✰ It's as if you're dedicating this song to him, loving every second.

✰ You're the only person who can make him feel this way, wanting to fuck you senselessly every time he gets.

✰ And let's just say the quiet boys definitely aren't quiet in bed. And Megumi proves that they aren't.

"Let me show you how proud I am to be yours"

-

Yuji Itadori

Passionfruit [Drake]

✰ OUR PUSSY EATING KING !!!

✰ He loves you, during this song he will eat you out until you're crying and shaking.

✰ He doesn't even care about his pleasure, he needs only you to be satisfied.

✰ He will finger you and slurp up all of your juices, just pining to taste you.

✰ This song is about being passionate, which is literally all Itadori is to you.

✰ His true passion is being there for you in any way possible.

✰ "I love you so much! Sit on my face now please baby,"

✰ He will reward you and punish you by suggesting for you to take a seat on his face.

✰ But if he were to fuck you to this song he would most likely be doing it slow and deep, wanting to hear your moans.

✰ He lives for praise.

✰ After ruining you he will help you take a shower, get you something to eat, and cuddle you, whispering how much he loves you.

"Passionate from miles away. Passive with the things you say"

-

Yuta Okkotsu

Crush {Cigarettes After Sex]

✰ I feel like he'd be nice and slow, scared to hurt you.

✰ Gaining more confidence, he will be fast and hard.

✰ He loves this song, it reminds him of when you two first met, starting off as friends and slowly falling for each other.

✰ Yuta makes sure to tell you how much he loves you, he would never want you to overthink anything.

✰ "You're my everything,"

✰ He gets flustered easily but tries his best to be more confident.

✰ He wishes to be more dominant but it's hard to snap out of being so shy.

✰ When fucking you to this song he almost wants to cry because of how much he loves you and how happy he is in those moments between you too.

✰ After the two of you are done he will cuddle you, placing your head near his chest, holding you close, never wanting to let you go.

"Feel your lips crush, Hold you here my loveliest friend"

-

Toge Inumaki

LIGHT SHOWER [Melanie Martinez]

✰ Quiet during sex, grunting and slight whimpering.

✰ During this song, he likes receiving head from you.

✰ I feel like he cares about making himself cum first and then focusing on you afterwards.

✰ But if he were to fuck you during this song, he'd make you ride him and do all the work. His hands will be propped on your waist to guide you.

✰ I live for slightly mean Inumaki. So I can see him whispering in your ear to degrade you.

✰ "Stupid girl,"

✰ He for sure pulls your hair and chokes your throat. You let him, crumbling in his hands.

✰ Afterwards he will be sweet to you, kissing you softly. You know he loves you, lust and love are two separate things so you don't care if he's slightly mean during sex.

"You're a shower of light I'd devour any day of the week. Baby, cleanse me"

-

Kento Nanami

Earned It [The Weekend]

✰ Dom with a daddy kink . IDC .

✰ He makes you refer to him as 'sir' or 'daddy' (Healing my daddy issues)

✰ He treats you with respect, praising you whenever you do something good but degrading you when you act like a brat.

✰ "Stop being such a brat before I spank you, tsk,"

✰ This song instantly gets him in the mood to fuck you, hard, deep, and fast.

✰ This song reminds him about how perfect you are so he plays it because you earned it.

✰ He loves seeing his cum drip out of your hole after he's done, the way you whimper as his hot seed drips between your thighs makes Nanami want to fuck you again.

✰ I can see him lasting 3-4 rounds.

✰ He will help you, his baby girl, get comfortable after the sweaty sex by taking you a bath and cuddling you afterwards.

"'Cause girl you're perfect. You're always worth it, And you deserve it"

-

[jaelaxies]

𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞

fluff; wc: 1 k.

Beomgyu x fem reader!; flower shop au! ; good sugary flower shower fluff; tw:none.

Song recommendation:  Starlight — Taeyeon ft Dean (why)

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An old beige cardigan met a golden bomber jacket one day, who would’ve thought what could become of that fateful reunion?

Monday. First day of the weekend and without a second hand helping out here, it would also be the loneliest, but ever since Choi Beomgyu started working here part time; the flower shop has been feeling livelier and brighter than usual. It’s a no brainer why he is the favorite to some customers: he can bring a smile to everyone’s faces with a simple joke or even just by greeting you with his big smile; he really is like a blooming flower. I also enjoy his company: his shy but ambitious curiosity is quite the charm and on rainy days like this one, where you crave warmth and some fun…Here he is.

—Careful…— He said, as he placed a cup of freshly brewed tea in front of me. He preferred an expresso but he still made me some tea every single time as he placed his own beverage in front of him. — It’s still hot.

—Thanks, Beom. — It was normal for me to use nicknames on him, but I could never get enough of his expression every time I used one of them: his rose-tinted cheeks and cheeky smile, like he had just won the biggest award. He looked straight out of romance book. — How is your expresso today?

—Oh…— He looked at the cup and then rested his chin on his hand, like it was nothing. A slight hint of red still adorning the nape of his neck that got exposed when he moved— I decided to give tea a shot today… I wanted to taste it for myself before making this one for you.

—It’s delicious! — I said while carefully taking a sip, my chest was feeling funny… like someone was tickling me and I didn’t hate the feeling at all. It was just new. — You did this for…me?

—Why else would I do it?

This time he took a sip of his own cup and smiled for a second, shaking his head and making his chocolate locks move freely to cover some space of his neck and the white button up he had as a uniform. I could feel the small spark of something growing inside of my chest, but for now, all I did was smile with sealed lips and hummed in agreement. Not noticing the adoring stare he gifted me as he analyzed my now, strawberry colored cheeks.

Tuesdays were slow but fun; it was also days were Beomgyu would ask me to teach him the meaning of each flower we had and even in his free time, I found him taking little notes of what he had just learned. Because customer frenzy was in no show today, we could close thirty minutes earlier and work on arrangement requests from customers; he didn’t have to, but Beomgyu participated with a lot of enthusiasm, it energized me too. His little questions or his pout when something didn’t feel right for him, made the experience so much fun. Shoulder to shoulder we worked on arrangements trough the night; sometimes our hands would grace each other, fingers ghosting each other skin and we would just let it happen, ignoring how strong our hands desired to hold each other.

When grabbing a rose, he almost prickled his finger so I backed away and rummaged trough my purse, looking for my band aids; when I made sure every single finger was out of danger, he had pastel colored rings in all of his hands and we both let out a chuckle at how strange yet cool it looked; modeling like they were rings, I was almost crying at his antics but this time, he grabbed my hand carefully and put one of the pink colored band aids that matched with his, on one of my fingers; saying I also needed to be out of danger; still holding my hand, he gifted me a big smile with crinkled eyes that only carried joy in them… but how could I explain to him that once I felt his touch, I never wanted to let him go?

On that Thursday I finally gave in. I let my heart take over as we played some old songs to lift up the mood because we were jam packed with orders; to relieve some stress it was Beomgyu’ s idea to dance to the beat as we wanted to; I didn’t expect to be engulfed in his arms as he sweetly sang to me in my ear and we swayed to the music up until the point it was no longer necessary, because it only mattered that we were closer than ever, so much that I could hear his breathy laugh out of his chest and feel his warmth touch on my own collarbones as he wrapped his arms around me like a blanket and the echoing music became just a tune out of our own bubble.

Friday came in.

When I came into the store, the lights were out and there was no sight of him anywhere; just when I was about to lock everything, I noticed the faint dim light of the storage room creeping out on one of the edges of the door. I reached for the handle with a different type of adrenaline rushing trough my veins; when the door creaked open, Beomgyu turned around so fast I could only catch a glimpse of his notes all over the place and the flower arrangement he was working on.

—Wait, wait, wait! — He said while trying to hide it even though I was already smiling from ear to ear, so this is what he had been working on for hours long. It was a beautiful rose arrangement with red tulips, white camellias and baby’s breath to complete it all. — It’s not finished yet! It needs some touches here…

I didn’t let him finish, I threw myself in his embrace; wrapping my arms around his neck; he was quickly to catch me and hold my waist with ease, surprised by my sudden reaction he just stood there with a shy grin. — You sure fit perfectly in my arms.

—There’s no place I’d rather be, Gyu. — I locked my gaze with his until I felt him starting to come closer and closer and when our lips sealed a pact that was foretold since the beginning, I let myself be consumed by his sweet and caring kiss; now, these lips would be called my own and his arms became my own home. As he softly pecked my lips for the last time tonight; I made I promise with destiny to never let go of someone like Choi Beomgyu, ever.  

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Hello everyone!! (❁´◡`❁)

I'm back and with one of my favorite au's !! how i love a good flower shop fluffy au😭🤍

And this was one like made specially in mind for Beomgyu.. i had to ok he just fit perfectly in the story and also i really wanted to write again for him, it's pretty fun and i adore my boys so much

As always, feedback is really appreciated and I’ll love if you could reblog or comment if your really liked this one!

With love, *°࿐Stella🤍

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[xylomilo]

Karaoke Night with CoD characters

NSFW accounts, pls don’t interact :3 !!

Price

Fan of the classics, he’ll probably sing the first song that comes to mind.

Goth. I just think it’d be silly.

Avid Insane Clown Posse fan. I won’t elaborate.

Not that good to be famous but good enough to make you go “DAMN”.

Definitely a troublemaker back in high school and went to clubs underaged, which is how he learned to sing.

Will start infodumping on bands in the middle of karaoke.

Gaz

Big fan of old musicals (cats and phantom of the opera) and pop.

“TOOOOOUCCCHHHH MEEEEEEEE ITS SO EASY TO LEAVE MEEEEEEEEEE” 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

Gets really into the song and is actually good at singing.

Probably planned to be a theatre kid if the military didn’t work out (real)

Does the club penguin dance if he thinks he did good, otherwise he just stands there like a statue for a couple secs

Soap

Pop fan, listens to Marina and the Diamonds on repeat

Belting his heart out to Primadonna Girl

Is really good at singing but pretends to be bad because he thinks it’s funny (court jester shit)

Gets competitive during karaoke and will do singing battles with others (Gaz, Farah, and Alejandro are the only ones who accept)

Does a silly little dance during instrumental breaks in songs

Ghost

Tequila song, Mitski, or pop. They don’t know what he’ll pick but they will hype him up.

California Girls is his favorite song.

I Bet On Losing Dogs is his second favorite.

Usually doesn’t try during karaoke unless he’s drunk, in which he’s singing his heart out.

“P-pwuyt ur hea,d on N my,:; sshwouUlderr…. h *sobs*:Fwy me to twe Moon... ...and wet me pway among the Staws...”

Farah

Doesn’t listen to a lot of music cuz she’s too busy beating the hell out of Russians so she choses the first song she recognizes.

Average singing but is really competitive so you bet your ass she’s singing her heart out.

Fan of Hatsune Miku. Can’t speak Japanese so she’s mumbling lyrics until she finds a word she can say (same)

“BITTER CHOCO DECORATION *mumbling* BITTER CHOCO DECORATION”

She has two hands, one for Alex and one for Hatsune Miku.

Alex

His music is all over the place so no one knows what the hell he’s going to sing.

The spectrum is Cupcakke to My Chemical Romance. Everyone is fearing for their life.

Average singing cuz he sings in the shower (same)

Sang Cupcakke once. Never again. (He got embarrassed when he found out he had to moan(idk how to explain it))

Does a small dance when he’s singing.

Alejandro

Traditional Spanish songs. Sometimes pop or rock.

Bro is singing his heart out and gets really into it.

Above average singing. (It’s because he serenades Rudy every night)

Sings El Tango de Roxanne and ends up getting on his knees during the chorus. 

“WHYYYYYYY DOES MY HEAARRTTTTT CRYYYYY????” “Ale, get the fuck up.” “Okay.”

Rudy

People think he’s going to sing some pop song.

He sings rock and metal instead.

Specifically sings Kingslayer by Bring Me The Horizon ft Babymetal (Alejandro)

Death metal screams and then looks at the others like “did i do good? :3”

The others are shitting and crying and shaking (except for Alejandro and Soap; Soap knew that Rudy was a bit feral)

Extra: König

Tequila.

He will miss the cue because he’s so terrified.

Gets embarrassed when everyone laughs but he ends up getting food so it’s okay.

Usually spectating and making sure Horangi doesn’t get drunk.

Listens to Ayesha Erotica. I’m not elaborating.

[ladykailitha]

Here we go! The scene that started it all. The reason for the fic. Yes, the story is based on the song “Low Key in Love” by The Struts ft. Paris Jackson, but this was the scene that kept replying in my head until I wrote it. Also, you’ll need tissues. I cry every time I read this, sooo...

***

Let it not be said that that Alexander Harrington, known to his friends as Xander, didn’t know how to throw a party. When The Kings got signed his son’s senior year of high school, he threw the biggest bash the town had ever seen.

He had to invite everyone, of course. Though if he had had his way only the best people would have been able to come. But as he looked around his home satisfied, he figured it was a good thing to let the lowly masses see for once how the other half lived. Let them seethe in their jealousy and envy.

Steve on the other hand was miserable. He hated it. He hated Tommy. He hated Billy. And fuck it, let’s throw hating Jonathan in there as a treat. Because seriously what. The. Honest. Fuck? Where had he been hiding all that talent? Under a fucking rock? It wasn’t fair. Jonathan was naturally talented where Steve had to work so hard to get the moves right. Something Billy was always sure to mock.

He was sitting in his living room watching everyone have fun without him. People had long since stopped congratulating him on his record deal hours ago. Steve vaguely wondered where his father was. Probably smoozing with Tommy’s dad. Steve scoffed. He knew Alexander Harrington wouldn’t be deigning to talk to Joyce Byers or Neil Hargrove. One was working poor, the other was straight up trailer trash.

He could see Joyce talking to Jonathan in the corner of the room, rubbing his back and muttering comforting promises. Steve didn’t even think his mother had even stayed past greeting the parents of her son’s band before fucking off to get drunk off her ass in some fancy hotel bar. Portia Harrington did not mingle.

Steve got up and wandered in the direction of his room. Well, he tried to wander, but it was more like a beeline because no one even questioned his path or stopped him to say hello. In his own fucking house. Yeah. He was done.

He opened the door to his room and was shocked to see someone was already in it. The other boy had long brown, curly hair and deep soulful eyes. Steve gulped. He had never thought about how attractive boys could be until that moment.

Maybe there had been some fleeting crushes and even more fleeting glances at boys in the shower room or hot actors. But until this moment with this boy, Steve never really thought too deeply about it. He sure the hell was now, though.

“Hey!” the other boy said, whirling around to face him. “If it isn’t the man of the hour!”

Steve could smell the alcohol from here, but he wasn’t sure if it was that the boy had been drinking or if it was coming from the shirt the boy held in one of his hands. But now that he could see the boy’s face he knew exactly who it was.

“Munson, what the fuck are you doing in my room?” Steve spit out before his brain could catch up to his mouth.

Eddie blushed. His cheeks were already rosy with the alcohol but they burned red in embarrassment. “I was looking for the bathroom.”

Steve raised his eyebrow.

“Some asshole spilled drink on my favorite Dio shirt and I was trying to find a way to clean it,” Eddie said with a winsome grin, he held up the shirt to show him. Then he tried to take a step closer but tripped stumbling straight into Steve’s arms. “Did anyone tell you you have really pretty eyes?”

It was Steve’s turn to blush as he held Eddie up. “No. If anyone compliments me, it’s usually the hair.” He paused and cocked his head thoughtfully. “Or the ass.”

Eddie hummed appreciatively. “Both are pretty amazing,” he agreed, standing up enough to put one hand in Steve’s hair and the other on his ass.

Steve’s stomach swooped.

“You like that, pretty boy?” Eddie asked, pulling Steve closer.  

He nodded and Eddie leaned forward to kiss him. Steve had been kissed and had kissed several girls up to this point, but this? This was on a whole other continent. It felt good.

Steve’s hands immediately went for Eddie’s hair, having been wanting to know what it felt like for years. And it was softer and silkier than he could have imagined.

Eddie broke off their kiss and Steve whined his loss. “Who knew Stevie boy liked the boys.”

Steve pressed forward and recaptured Eddie’s lips. Their hands immediately went for each other’s clothes, grasping and tugging as they tried to get at skin. They tumbled toward the bed as they scrambled to get Steve’s shirt and their pants off.

They land on the bed with a thump and a giggle. Steve’s shirt had gone and Eddie’s pants were unbuttoned.

“God, you’re gorgeous,” Steve breathed, straddling over Eddie’s hips.

Eddie grinned, reaching up for him. “Then come get me, big boy.”

Steve leaned down to kiss him again, just then the door slammed opened and Steve’s dad stood at the door. There was no mistaking Eddie for attacking Steve, not with Steve on top. It was very clear that both boys were very into what was happening too.

Mr Harrington pulled Steve off of Eddie throwing him to the ground. He wasn’t a beefy guy, but Xander Harrington boxed to keep in shape. Tossing a surprised Steve took very little effort on his part. He grabbed Eddie and hauled the drunk young man out the back door. He tossed him onto the cold hard pavement around the swimming pool.

“Get the fuck out of my house!” Mr Harrington sneered. “And if I see you back here before we leave for LA, just know I’ve got a shotgun and the best lawyers in the state.”

Steve who had been following close behind, rushed to Eddie’s side. He looked around for help, but of the few people milling about by the pool, none of them were paying this little drama any mind.

“And no son of mine will be a queer, do you understand?” Mr Harrington roared.

Steve tried to help Eddie to his feet, but Eddie kept shrugging him off.

“Eddie!” Steve murmured. “Just...please!”

Eddie looked over at Steve as if seeing him for the first time. He could tell that Steve hadn’t planned any of this. That Steve was just as distressed as he was about Xander Harrington’s rage. He let Steve help him to his feet and whispered. “Run away with me. Come find me tomorrow at the park behind the community pool.”

Steve nodded, a small, barely there movement. But it was enough. Eddie staggered away from the party, head pounding louder than his heart.

*

Steve showed up at the park picnic table, backpack slung over his shoulder, Eddie’s shirt in his hand. He managed to get it cleaned and dried so he could return it.

Eddie was already there nursing a hangover of epic proportions. He had dark circles under his eyes like bruises and red, puffy eyes. He whirled around to see Steve standing awkwardly at the edge of the trees.

“What do you want, Harrington?” Eddie snarled from the pain in his head.

Steve hesitated a bit before lurching forward with the shirt. “Um...you left this at my place last night. You said it was your favorite so I wanted to get it back to you.”

“So that’s where it went,” Eddie said, taking it from Steve gingerly, unsure were this bout of kindness was coming from.

“You don’t remember leaving it last night?” Steve asked, his voice cracking.

“Fuck, man,” Eddie sneered. “I drank so much last night I couldn’t even remember my own name this morning.”

Steve lips quiver. “You don’t remember any of it?”

Eddie snapped his fingers. “Wait I do remember being thrown out for kissing a guy. You wouldn’t have had anything to do with that, would you?”

Steve gulped taking a step back. “No! Of course not.”

Eddie eyed him warily. He could tell Steve was lying. But it was a strange kind of reaction. Like Steve was just as terrified of him, as Eddie was of Steve. That couldn’t be right.

“Whatever, man,” Eddie sneered. “Just go.”

Steve took a step toward him and Eddie leveled him with a glare. Steve stopped in his tracks, tears welling up in his eyes.

“You really don’t remember any of it?” he whispered.

“Not a god damned thing,” Eddie bit out. He was starting to worry that he had seen something he shouldn’t have or done something he shouldn’t have. Because Steve was really starting to freak out.

There was a snap of a twig beyond the tree line and Steve startled like a wounded animal. He turned around and ran the opposite direction of the noise and Eddie tilted his head.

What on earth had that been about?

Jeff came out of the trees with McDonald’s and hot coffee. “Best hangover cure there ever was.”

Eddie nodded and took his food from his friend. Jeff spotted the shirt next to him.

“Oh hey, man, you found it!” he said excitedly.

Eddie just nodded and munched quietly on his food. And as he ate, his head felt better but there was a great big black void where his memories of last night were concerned.

Over the next couple of days he kept expecting Harrington to come back, but the boy remained absent. He didn’t even know why he was waiting. Or what he was waiting for. But he felt it like a hole in his chest.

The next time he saw Steve Harrington in person was when he was introducing himself to the band at the sound check ten years later at the Love Loud concert as if they were total strangers. Just further proof the Munson Doctrine is never wrong.

***

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[jacketsoutsider]

Chicken Tendies - Nick Blankenburg x Reader

Nick Blankenburg x Reader - Karaoke, ft. Chicken Tendies by Clinton Kane

wc: 820

“You're full of love and wild and free”

You had known Nick for years, and dated for a long time during your college years, but after he signed to Columbus and you graduated from Michigan, you decided to travel the world while he stayed in the states during training camp and making adjustments to move to Ohio.

“Chasing every dream and possibility”

You got your masters degree while studying remotely through multiple countries in Europe, working small internships and jobs in sports and marketing to make your keep, keeping an eye on the NHL and the work that Nick was doing there. 

“You're more than I could ever be”

When you returned to Ohio, you began working in sports again, getting involved in photography, and had been seeing a finance guy for a couple weeks when he invited you to an event that was super small, mostly for those working in the Blue Jackets organization. You agreed, even though you knew there was a high chance of seeing Nick. 

What you hadn’t expected was a karaoke bar, and so many of the team members getting a little too tipsy and singing their songs. You stayed in the back corner with your date, watching and laughing along. What you didn’t expect to see was Nick going to grab the microphone and the opening sounds of one of your favorite songs turning on.

His voice was familiar, as he was known to spend a lot of time with his guitar and singing during college, but something about it struck different in your heart. The song was a ballad of sorts, from the perspective of a heartbroken man who saw his former lover with a new man. The reality of the situation hit you as you looked to your date, knowing that it wouldn’t last long if you heard Nick sing any longer.

“I hope he treats you better than I ever could”

You stood to leave, clenching your purse with your hand nearly in a fist, and leaned down to whisper to your date it was over. As you made your way out, though, KJ stopped you and turned you around, nearly forcing you to stay and listen to Nick. 

“He’s been heartbroken, knowing you were in town but not with him. He was singing this in the shower, Y/N.”

Your shoulders slumped, and you nodded. “It’s my favorite song.”

“Stay and talk to him, just give him a chance.” 

“'Cause you deserve the world times two, and our simple Sunday afternoons”

So you stay, listening to him sing your favorite song, holding his eye contact when he finally found you in the crowd. KJ wrapped his arm around you in support, and you were thankful. By the final chorus, your knees were close to buckling, and it nearly broke you to see the tears in Nick’s eyes as he sang about you deserving the world, when you knew that he was your entire world from day one. 

“I hope he's home for you even though I had to lose you”

Nick pushed the microphone back into the stand, pushing through the crowd of his teasing teammates. Before he could completely get to you, you recognized Boone, the captain of the team, as he stopped Nick fifteen feet away from you. With strong hands on Nick’s shoulder, his back blocked your view of Nick and his view of you. He talked to him for a few seconds, but soon stepped out of the way, and you saw Nick rubbing his hands down his face, clearly trying to hide that he had been crying. He took a breath and started walking toward you, but KJ pushed you forward and you stepped into Nick’s arms.

“For you to find who fills your heart”

“I didn’t know you were going to be here…” Nick mumbled, pulling you into a hug against his chest. 

You wrapped your arms around him, holding yourself to his body. The tears were starting to pool in your eyes. “I missed you.” 

He pulled back slightly, tilting your head to make eye contact. “How long are you in town?” His tongue darted out to wet his lips as he looked down at you. 

“I’m working with Ohio State doing sports photography. I’m here for a while.” 

His smile widened greatly. “You don’t know how happy that makes me.” His hands gently held your waist. “Can I see you again?”

“That depends on one thing…” 

“Even if I'm not the one you choose”

“I’ll do anything, baby, what is it?” his forehead dropped closer to yours. 

You smiled. “Will you kiss me?” 

He immediately dipped his head, his lips pressing against yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing your lips against his. His teammates all cheered as you pulled back slightly, smiling up at him. “You’re the one I chose, Nicky.” 

“Thank God.”

[rintoorus]

VALENTINE’S DAY WITH THEM—

ft. iwaizumi h. + miya a. + kita s. + suna r.

warnings: not proofread but besides that none that ik of

author’s note: very cliché sorry not sorry, also wishing i was their valentine dhmu ☹️☹️☹️, also i was imagining their 3rd year selves while writing so do what you want w that info lol,, i don’t think it’s major tho

—IWAIZUMI

+ ok ok he’s not super big on valentine’s day and lowk thinks it’s pointless

+ bc why does is this day more significant than the rest????

+ again, he’s not a fan of the holiday, but after he overhears you talking to oikawa about how you were excited to be able to have a valentine this year, how could he not want to do everything he could to make it special???

+ whatever iwa does, he puts a lot of effort and consideration into

+ including volleyball and DEFINITELY your relationship

+ so it takes a little while for him to decide on what to do, wanting it to be perfect for you

+ aaaand the day arrives, he had told you the night before to be ready by 6pm, not telling you what to expect

+ he picks you up at 6

+ he greets you with a smile, a kiss on the forehead, and a “happy valentine’s day baby”

+ you give him the gift you made for him and he absolutely loves it <3

+ okay now you guys are driving, you’re still in the dark about the evening’s plans

+ you’re both in the car, catching up on the day’s events while the songs on your guys’ playlist play in the background at a lowish volume

+ you both now arrive at your destination!

+ it’s your favorite café, a small family owned one, and it’s also where you and hajime went on your first date

+ he rented the entire place out as a favor from the owners

+ the place was slightly redecorated to fit the night—it was intimate and inviting

+ you both take your seats, to find the food is already served and iwa had cooked your favorite meal to perfection

+ this man gives off chef level cooking skills to me idk

+ dinner was perfect, filled with reminiscent conversation, laughter, and adoration

+ a romantic night overall and you ended the night watching romance movies back at his place

+ he is a huge romantic you cannot change my mind

—ATSUMU

+ this man is a huge softie okay? okay.

+ very much likes the idea valentine’s day bc it’s another excuse to shower you with affection

+ he wants to make sure you know he loves you a lot

+ he doesn’t do anything too flashy or extravagant

+ despite the attention he gets from being this famous setter, and his outgoing extravagant personality, he likes the relaxed and lowkey dynamic of your relationship

+ not to mention he’s been really busy with practice and you your studies so

+ so you both opt for a cozy night in!

+ he stops by your place with a shit load of snacks, plus onigiri that he asked osamu to teach him how to make

+ and you guys catch up your favorite show to watch together

+ you ended up getting a bit bored and decided to bake and decorate a cake together halfway thru

+ after you’re done, not even 5 minutes after finishing it, this mf starts eating it

+ he also gives you a necklace with his name on it bc YES PLEASE

—KITA

+ will definitely want to do something for you

+ you’ve been especially stressed with school and responsibilities lately

+ he’ll do anything he can to help, and figures he can make the day special and take your mind off of it and spend quality time together

+ the day is sunny and the perfect weather for an intimate picnic at the park

+ there’s not a lot of other people there, a few people strolling around but besides that, just the two of you

+ this man went alllll out

+ those pretty tiktok picnics? yeah that.

+ i’m thinking he has your favorite flowers laid out in the middle, homemade onigiri, a small cake that’s your favorite flavor, you get it

+ “happy valentine’s day my love”

+ you guys spend your date people watching and spending quality time together

—SUNA

+ he’s kinda known for making sure to capture the moment right

+ so obviously he has a ton of pictures of the two of you

+ all saved in a special album

+ so he printed a shit ton out!!! and put it all into a scrapbook of your memories and dates

+ he made sure it was pretty and looked nice

+ spent a LOT of time on it too

+ each page had pictures of either you both on dates or at school or at home

+ also filled with little momentos like the movie ticket from your first date (yes he took you to the movies)

+ this boy really put his mf soul into it LMAO

+ so the day comes and you guys are at his place

+ some music in the background bc he cannot do without it

+ you two preferred lowkey things when it came to events like this so you were more than happy just spending time with him and cuddling

+ but then he says “hold on babe” and gets up to grab a neatly wrapped square shaped item

+ he hands it to you and it’s not small so you’re like??? what’s this???

+ “just open it”

+ so you do

+ and there’s a big picture on the cover of the two of you, you remember it’s from the day he first said i love you

+ i am a sentimental whore i’m sorry

+ and i think he is too 🤚🤚🤚

+ you could tell he put a lot of love into this gift so you just get soft and you’re like ... rin .... wtf .... crying but not ....

+ and then he jokes around and tells you to shut up and stop being soft

+ but he lowkey loves it

+ so he pulls you in for a hug and you guys spend a large chunk of the evening going thru the pages and reminiscing

end notes lol: ok kita’s is rlly short i’m sorry i blanked KITA I STILL LOVE U ☹️☹️ and thank you for reading <3

—rintoorus

[hopelesshawks]

Are you still taking song drabbles? If you are, then could you do "Monster" by all time low ft blackbear for Dabi? ty <3

I am!! High quality song choice btw 👀

Sorry these are taking me so long but I really hope this one and the others I’ll eventually get to 😬 are worth the wait!

Tw for depiction of a toxic relationship, disassociation, mention of (but no actual) drug addiction, mild sexual content, degradation, mentions of dacryphilia, edging, and overstimulation

“You need to leave him (y/n) this isn’t healthy.”

It’s the same spiel you’ve heard a million times before.

Every time Dabi disappears on you you’re left a mess. And every time your friends are the ones who pick up the pieces of you and put you back together again as best they can. It’s always a long, drawn out process as they force you to do the most basic of tasks like eating and showering. It almost always takes at least a month to get you to a point where you can function in public for even the briefest of moments and every time they reassemble you the end result is always just a little bit more not right. Then after weeks of radio silence he’ll come creeping back and you’ll fall right back into his arms until the cycle repeats itself.

“He’ll call. He always calls eventually,” you refute. The incredulous and exasperated look you get back is as pointless as it is expected. Your friends just don’t get it. What you and Dabi have is special right? Right. Sure he’s been a ghost even longer than usual this time but he’ll call. He will. And then it’ll be alright. And one day soon, once he’s accomplished all his goals, the two of you will runaway together, leaving Japan behind.

Except another month passes

And then another

And then another

Until suddenly it’s been a year with no word and even you have lost hope.

You make your way to your friend’s house in a fog, barely processing the world around you, feeling like your body is merely a puppet you were struggling to yank forward. You’re not even sure you fully remember the journey, just one moment you’re about to cross the main road by your house and the next you’re turning the corner to theirs. They take one look at you before pulling you into a hug and inside the apartment. It’s like the show of affection is the final straw necessary to break your loyalty to Dabi and as you sob into your friend’s arms you decide that for real this time, you’re done. You’re done waiting around for him to call you again, done waiting for him to love you the way you deserve.

So you start to move on.

You lean on your friends, focus more on work and the few healthy relationships you have left, and slowly but surely you put back the pieces of you you thought Dabi had burned to ash. The craziest part? It works. With each passing day you get better, stronger, happier, and your friends beam with pride. You’d think you were a drug addict from the way your friends would talk about you “getting clean” but you can’t find it in yourself to blame them when it feels like Dabi was your own personal brand of heroin.

It’s New Year’s now and you’re giggling in the cab with your friend on your way home from the New Year’s Eve celebration you’d both attended. You feel light and bright from the champagne you’d sipped and the city lights are just a blur outside the window. When you finally do arrive, you slip out of the car, stumbling slightly and still giggling as your friend waves goodbye from where they’re still seated. You turn to walk to your door but your friend calls out to you, drawing your attention back. They’re half leaning out the car’s window, the cab driver looking thoroughly annoyed by now but your friend doesn’t care as they grin at your drowsily. “I’m so fucking proud of you (y/n),” they beam and the smile you give them back is even more radiant than the fireworks you’d watched earlier. As the taxi finally pulls away someone starts setting off another round of fireworks so you redirect your gaze to the sky as you turn back towards your front door. When your eyes slide back down, however, you notice a figure leaning against your front door, illuminated only by the explosions bursting above you. As you take a hesitant step closer your eyes suddenly meet familiar electric blue ones and your blood runs cold. Another firework bursts and in the resultant light you can more clearly see the scars and the condescending smirk.

“Hey Doll, miss me?” Dabi asks, smirk widening.

You’ve imagined this moment in your head quite a few times over the past year of healing. Sometimes you’d imagine yourself screaming at him, cursing him for making you waste years of your life trailing after him, coming up with swears no one had ever heard before just to express your hatred and anger for him. Sometimes, and these had been your favorite scenarios, you imagined yourself being completely indifferent to him, shrugging off his words and respectfully asking him to leave. You liked imagining you were so far removed, so thoroughly over him, that you didn’t even care anymore that he’d returned.

It turns out you do neither of those things.

Instead, without your say so, you find your feet carrying you towards him, slowly at first and then suddenly you’re running. You throw yourself into his arms and as he chuckles the vibrations through his chest and into yours rattle the pieces you’d worked so hard to mend in his absence and send them all shattering again. He is your weakness, your kryptonite, and you are helpless to his innate magnetism. So you let him inside your home and you don’t question why he abandoned you for two years and you don’t yell or scream or dismiss him at all. You let him tug you to your bedroom and treat you as if no time has passed.

He’s balls deep inside you, having just bottomed out, when you start crying. He doesn’t really care, but you’re blubbering unattractively and that’s not the kind of crying he’s looking for right now. He wants tears slipping down your cheeks from how full you feel, from being denied your orgasm when you’re so close, and then again from having too many once he’s decided you’re allowed to cum. He doesn’t want whatever emotional bullshit you’re spewing right now as your hands find his cheeks. Your glassy eyes stare into his and all he can think about is how pathetic you look as you force your sobs down enough to make whatever stupid point you’re trying to.

“Please just…. Tell me that you love me even if it’s fake,” you finally whimper.

He laughs in your face.

“You really are a pathetic little whore,” he continues to chuckle and it fucking hurts but then he’s continuing, “but you’re my pathetic little whore. I love you (y/n).”

And just like that you’re hooked again.

Later that night when he’s finally been sated and you’re curled up on his chest, you can’t help but think about how disappointed your friends would be; how disappointed the you from only a few hours before would be, if they could see you now. You don’t mean to voice your next words out loud but they slip from your lips unbidden just like the tears pouring out of your eyes and wetting your cheeks:

“Why do I run back to you like I don’t mind if you fuck up my life?”

Dabi doesn’t answer.

He just smirks.

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[blackmissfrizzle]

Wet His Beard

Pairings: Stucky x black!reader

Summary: Requested by @morganan03- Can you make a Stucky story based on WAP by Cardi b ft. Megan thee Stallion

Warnings: Smut, duh lol

A/N: Ask and you shall recieve. Anyway imma make this a submission to my 2k follower celebration & bad bitch challenge.

Ever since Cardi B and Megan thee Stallion released WAP you have been obsessed. Constantly playing the song, dancing to it, and saying random lyrics out loud. But what you loved the most about it was all the sex you were getting from it.

Your favorite thing was to do was to text the lyrics to your boyfriends. It always ended up exactly how you wanted…non-stop orgasms. Sometimes it wasn’t even about the sex, it was about their reactions, especially in public.

Yeah, you fuckin’ with some wet-ass pussy

Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass pussy

Give me everything you got for this wet-ass pussy

It was family dinner with the Avengers went you sent that text to Steve and Bucky. As you continued to eat, you watched them until they pulled out their phones. Steve saw the text first and instantly turned red, almost choking on his food. His eyes drifted to you and he gave you a shy smile. Bucky on the other hand gave you a cheeky grin and began to eat his meal much faster.

Certified freak, seven days a week

Wet-ass pussy, make that pullout game weak

“Shit! This is some good ass pussy.” The boys just got back from a mission, still hopped up on adrenaline and when they got that text from you, they knew they were about to prove you wrong. Steve and Bucky loved to put you in your place, but tonight it wasn’t gonna happen. You were gonna make them weak in the knees like they do to you all the time.

Bucky already didn’t last long. After being gone too long and your rare dirty talk had him blowing his load. Steve took his turn and started giving it to you, but you could tell he wouldn’t last long either. It has been two months since y’all been apart and the first time back was always the quickest, but you didn’t mind at all.

“Its okay, Stevie. Daddy Bucky already came. Why don’t you mix yours with his? Fill me up real nice.”

“Oh, you little minx,” Bucky grabbed your face and sloppily kissed you as Steve thrusted into you, making you cum again. “What was that doll?” Steve mocked you, not losing his rhythm. That is until you started to squeeze around him. Then he was cumming all inside of, making you feel complete. “Told you I make your pullout game weak.” You mumbled before passing out.

Put him on his knees, give him somethin’ to believe in

The boys saw your text after their training session. They ran back to the room only to see you pleasuring yourself in the shower. “Let us help you with that.” Bucky was the first to shed his clothes and join you on the shower. He lowered himself to his knees, not minding the scolding water hitting his back.

“Such a pretty pussy.” Bucky ran his nose along your slit. “Of course, it is. Look at the pretty girl it belongs to.” Steve praised you, leaving kisses along your neck. It wasn’t long before you were coming undone from Bucky’s expert tongue and Steve’s exalting praises. Then the boys switched positions making sure they both pleased you with their tongues and words.

Today you wanted to try something a little different. Steve and Bucky just returned from a mission and they were doing their reports. They hated writing reports, especially Bucky. He tried to get out of them any way he could, sometimes even resulting to trying to bribe Steve to write it for him. So, you decided to give them some motivation to finish.

First, you sent them a picture of you cupping your bikini covered sex. Instantly, you saw the bubbles pop up.

Bucky: Its not nice to tease, doll!

You: It’s called motivation.

You: He got a beard, well, I’m tryna wet it

Steve: Give us 15 minutes

15 minutes sounded like a reasonable time to you, but you wanted to tease the boys some more, so you sent them a picture of your hand inside of your bikini bottoms.

Bucky: 10 MINUTES!

Steve: No, Buck.

Bucky: 😭😭😭

Steve: Make it 5.

From there the guys didn’t respond anymore. Probably because they were really trying to make that 5-minute deadline. Either way, you prepared for their arrival.

“Doll!?” You heard Bucky and Steve yell accompanied by the sound of running. “Where are you?” Steve asked in a sing-song tone. “We don’t prefer to hunt for our food. Make this easier for yourself or we’ll have a repeat of our last time.” Steve threatened.

Ahh, your last time in bed with Steve and Bucky was torturous. They edged you throughout the night until you a mumbling, crying mess, making you cum the hardest you ever had before. Evil little shits.

Bucky was tired of this little game. He had plans to be balls deep in you by now. “Y/N, stop play-”

The water went straight into Bucky’s mouth, some of it dripping down to his beard. Once you were satisfied with how wet you got Bucky, Steve was next. He was still in shock that he made an easy target.

It wasn’t until you were done spraying them that they said anything. “What the hell, babe?” Steve wiped the water from his face.

“What?” You played dumb and shrugged your shoulders. “I said I wanted to wet your beards. I didn’t say how. Just consider it a little payback.”

The boys finally saw the water guns on the lounge chairs. Both of them grabbed one and wasted no time to point them in your direction. “Run,” Bucky simply stated before they pulled their triggers.

Squealing you ran and followed his advice, but it wasn’t long until you felt ice cold water hitting your back.

Bucky and Steve showed you no mercy. Whenever they found you hiding, there was double streams of water hitting you. Thankfully, you were able to surprise them a couple of more times and get them both, but ultimately you didn’t stand a chance against the two super soldiers.

Eventually, the water ran out and the water gun fight was forgotten and promises from earlier were remembered. Bucky scooped you up in his arms and began carrying you back to your room. “My beard’s dried now. What about yours, Stevie?”

Steve ran his fingers through his beard. “Dry as hell. Looks like someone is going to have to help with that.” His voice got dangerously low, making you shiver.

Carding your fingers through both of their beards, you bargained with the two. “As long as you two keep the stealth suits on, I’ll put this pussy right on your face. Swipe your nose like a credit card.” Yeah, WAP definitely changed your life.

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[azucanela]

Ahh i'm glad you write for them, thank you so much for answering my question :) may i ask for Dabi, Shigaraki and Toga headcanons w/ a female reader that likes to sing but is kinda shy about it? and like one time they catch her singing and are just speechless because her voice is so beautiful? Thank you so much :)

HEARING THEIR SHY S/O SING[HEADCANNONS]

[ft. dabi, shigaraki tomura, and toga himiko]

SUMMARY: in which Y/N can sing but nobody else knew that, until they did, and let me tell you they were SHOCKED.

WORD COUNT: 1.6k

WARNINGS: implications of death, implications of nsfw, almost nudity bc towels, embarrassment, dabi being a perv, blood, injuries

A/N: this concept makes me happy lol, dabi’s is my favorite kjsahkjfshdkjh anyways ofc bb thank you for requesting! this is adorable :D

DABI

in all honesty, you’re probably singing in the shower and dabi is super nosy and has zero shame, so he kinda just comes into the bathroom while you are showering, like a perv

he hears you singing in the shower because he randomly shows up to your apartment, and he kinda just listens from outside for a hot minute because WOW, there is no one else it could be, unless you lived with a ghost who took 30 minute showers just like you did

he sincerely doubted this was the case

he’s vibing tbh, after he collects himself, he’ll kinda just take a seat on the toilet with a small smile on his face, and you won’t hear him unless he decides to sing along just to give you a heart attack

probably realizes that the reason he didn’t already know you have the voice of a literal angel is because of the fact that you’re a shy bb, and he’s gonna savor this while it lasts

he will tease you though, when you come out of the shower, grabbing your towel and then opening the shower curtain to him just sitting there, dopey smile on his face

“hey doll.”

you curse him out, cheeks warming, you lowkey forgot that you have no clothes on as you cuss him out, and he APPRECIATES the sight before him

you being angry is a TURN O N, angry and naked? even better

i think you know where this about to go

anyways as you curse him out for invading your privacy, you do be feeling EMBARRASSED because you were singing your heart out in there and he was just listENING

the audacity.

“you’re a really good singer, babe.”

Now you are more embarrassed and it suddenly dawns on you that you are not wearing clothes, just a towel to cover your body, and you are glaring at this mans because what the-

“what were you even thinking?!”

“that i would listen to my beautiful girlfriends equally beautiful voice.”

the type to ask you to sing for him, he has no shame like i said, will randomly say, “i like this song, think you could sing for me?”

you’re shy and like nO

he’s like, “come on babe, a private session ;)”

yeah he really likes this whole singing thing and will hype you up, but subtly, like hes constantly complimenting your singing voice because it really is just super pretty and he wants you to know this so that you’ll sing more

already comes to your home randomly, but this will increase in frequency because he really wants to hear you sing more AND catch you singing in the shower

LOWKEY

REALLY REALLY LOWKEY

LIKE R E A L L Y LOWKEY

i can see him asking you to sing him to sleep, it reminds him of his childhood because he finds comfort in your voice, and this would be the only time he’s shy about it

you’re just like WHAT internally, because if you express your shock externally he IS going to retreat back into himself and you will have lost your chance at a emotionally available Dabi

my type is emotionally unavailable people sigh

SHIGARAKI TOMURA

most confused award goes to this mans

you’re probably just singing along to your music as you clean your room, he told you he was dropping by, hence the cleaning, you are also dancing because why not vibe

he opens the door, you don’t hear him with your earbuds in, and he kinda just freezes at the door because thats your voice 

your actual voice

he listens for a bit because it sounds pretty and he likes it, he’s really confused, but he likes it, and you

tbh this is a really domestic moment and tomura is really shocked that he’s enjoying leaning up against your doorway as you treat the broom in hand as a mic and belt out some nice lyrics

kinda hates that he likes it

they you turn around after finishing the song with a dramatic little ending, and open your eyes to see your lovely emotionally constipated boyfriend standing there, albeit uncomfortably, his arms are awkwardly crossed and he’s squirming under your gaze

“so... is that your quirk?” genuinely thinks you are such a good singer that it is your QUIRK to be a literal ANGEL

you’re too mortified to answer because shyness, mouth gaping open as you grapple for words and you feel your entire body heat up in embarrassment. You genuinely are contemplating jumping onto your bed and screaming into your pillow before suffocating yourself with it.

“how long have you been standing tHeRe?” your voice cracks and you lowkey wanna cry because WHAT EVEN IS THIS DAY

he kinda shrugs, “few minutes.” he’d mumble and then look up at you, he is equally nervous at this point, “you have a nice voice.”

“thank you,,,,”

he’s too awkward to ask you to sing for him, but he would try and encourage you to sing, because he really does want to hear you again, he just can’t find a way to ask you

literally this is stressing him out, just start singing randomly and he’ll appreciate it so much, don’t make him ask p l e a s e

he is definitely gonna start stopping by randomly way more often, in hopes of catching you singing once more, because thats just an experience he wants to happen again

would probably bring it up that you have a pretty voice to other league members in hopes that they’ll bully you into singing so that he doesn’t have to

sometimes he wishes he didn’t tell them though because he kinda just wants to keep you and your talent for himself

isn’t the best at hyping you up, especially not outright, definitely the most awkward of the three, but he’s going to try, purely because he thinks that if he boosts your confidence enough then he’ll hear you sing more and he won’t have to outright ask you to sing for him because that would be painful for the both of you

“you know... you sing good.”

“thank you...?”

“this is a nice song.”

“yeah,”

“sing it.”

sounds really demanding but he’s trying his hardest okay. 

understands if you don’t want to sing in front of others due to your shyness, he’s awkward too, so as long as you sing for him its chill

he likes the intimacy of the moments when you sing for him and him alone, it just makes him happy to have that, especially since you are shy about singing.

TOGA HIMIKO

oh knife wife, love of my life, 

that rhymes

toga is probably the most outwardly supportive of you and your singing endeavors, bbg is gonna be so happy when she finds out you can sing, unlike the other boys she won’t have time to savor it because she will immediately start talking about it

probably breaking into your home through your window because she needs medical assistance and cannot tell if the blood on her belongs to someone else or not, you are her go to because hospitals are a no no for a villain such as herself

she sees you through the window, and she can kinda hear you singing as you cook in your kitchen, though you aren’t that visible and the window blocks out most of the noise.

genuinely contemplates breaking the window so that she can hear you better because it already sounds so pretty??? how??? why didn’t she know about this, why didn’t you tell her?

the audacity honestly what are you doing

she opens the window with class instead, effectively breaking into your home, but you don’t hear her as she closes it and re-locks the window

she’s gonna be speechless for a hot minute, now that she hears your voice clearly, she’s beginning to wonder if the blood is hers and shes dead, because you have a voice that belongs in the heavens literally what-

wondering how she didn’t know about this as she bursts into your kitchen covered with blood, “Y/N BABY YOU CAN SING?”

you nearly drop the knife in your hand and cut your foot off at the sight of your bloody girlfriend like, for several reasons

one. how the hell did she get into your apartment. two, why is she covered in so much blood???? three. she heard you singing. oh god she head you singing. time to panic and die

you kinda freeze and your mouth gapes open because you are so confused and panicked right now as your hands begin to gesture vividly while you search for words, trying to avoid her gaze and questions as your face heats up

this shock and panic distracts you from the fact that she broke into your house covered in blood as you respond, “i mean anyone can sing-”

“you sing GOOD.”

brags about you being such a good singer ALL THE TIME, literally how she introduces you to people, much to your dismay

will ask you to sing for her with no shame, unlike dabi she isn’t even going to shut down if you say no or find it weird, she’s just gonna keep asking until you agree to do it

would not be opposed to falling asleep to your similar voice, in fact, your voice is one of few things that calms her down

she’s literally just so excited about the fact that you can sing, like WOW, the whole league is gonna know so fast, she’s just 

SO HAPPY

she’s literally going to be hyping you up 24/7 like even if the conversation has nothing to do with it, she’s going to tell you how amazing you are and try to help you overcome your shyness because your talent must be SHARED WITH THE WORLD

just a super supportive gf at the end of the day we love toga

A/N: the vibes are immaculate, sing for your evil lover, that is the point here

[sungie]

seo changbin ; stargazing

- - -

honestly, changbin is such a cutie

when he told you to bring a hoodie and dress somewhat warmly (or at least, like, bring a blanket just in case), you were a little concerned

considering one, it's night; and two, it's summer

but when changbin pulls up and the two of you are driving, he casually lets it slip that the two of you are gonna watch the stars because there’s been a meteor shower for the past few days and today’s the best day to view them (plus the sky isn’t cloudy tonight)

“binnie, you're so sweet”

changbin grumbles and brushes it off, but you can tell he's amused

when you finally get to the top of the hill, the two of you find a bench and changbin surprises you with a paper bag he managed to hide underneath his jacket and he’s brought fire noodles!!

you tease him because wow.  changbin, ur really pulling all the stops today

we're being soft and you’re going to cry in front of me, i'm honored

changbin is so done with you, but he's laughing and just shakes his head

the two of you mix the bean paste together with the noodles because changbin was an angel and prepped everything before, and so armed with a pair of chopsticks, you and changbin both take huge bites

and the two of you are laughing so much because it’s so good but after a while, god, it gets spicy  

but because you don't wanna miss the stars from slightly watery eyes, you pull out a couple of pastries you brought along with you just in case

they’re from the bakery right across the street where jeongin’s “friend” works, and the pastries are wrapped in pretty packaging and taste heavenly 

and plus, going on night time adventures with your best friend is pretty much a common occurrence, so you had to be prepared for dessert

you hand one to changbin, and boy, does it look like he could kiss you right now and then 

he’s just so happy because he loves this bakery so much 

while the two of you are eating your food, one bite of pastry, one bite of fire noodles, he can't stop cracking jokes and nudging your side

changbin’s so funny, what the hell, he always makes you laugh and clutch your sides

and as the two of you finally just lean your heads back and stare at the sky, hoping to see anything, there's a confused silence between the two of you because okay, the stars are pretty, sure, but it's nothing new and there are definitely no meteors

at least, not any that you see

as if he can read your mind, changbin gives you a look and the two of you both sit up when a little kid starts screaming a distance away and starts tugging on his mom’s sleeve that he’s seen a meteor, five of them!

changbin and you look at each other blankly   

"am i going blind, or what"

"me too bin, me too"

you and changbin just are the most iconic duo, really, the rest of changbin’s friends will legit not hang out with the two of you alone because you’re both so in tune to each other and have so many inside jokes and make everyone else feel like a third wheel (ft. felix crying in the corner i lost my best friend hgghhh)

so you two start being annoying

it started with you nudging changbin in the ribs, and then him kicking your knee cap, and then you whacking his shoulder, and then him tickling your neck

and then you both completely start ignoring the stars, just both staring up at the night sky and singing a random song to the stars in a sort of offering

and considering changbin writes his own songs, this is just embarrassing

you two are laughing so much and then get bored with singing and turn this stargazing into dare or dare but with a twist

"if you move across the sky, then i'll streak across the park!"

"if you send down a meteor, then i'll steal hyunjin's favorite shirt!"

"if you show yourself, i'll pretend i don’t know who minho's cats are!"

you’re both so dumb and stupid right now, like how are you two both sober, but you can't stop laughing

and changbin goes, "if a meteor comes, then i'll confess to the person i like"

and changbin literally does this to spite you because he will not tell you who he likes despite so much badgering

and bitch,, there’s a fucking meteor that darts quickly across the sky 

it’s so fast that it’s just a bright white line that traces across the sky and then disappears, but it’s definitely a meteor 

funnily enough, the little kids a while away are dead silent and did not see it 

you start howling with laughter

baby changbin isn't baby anymore, he's growing up

you start rolling him over and shaking him, lovingly, “the stars have spoken, now take out your phone and confess, loser”

changin's so embarrassed, like for a second you almost feel bad 

but it’s his fault for tempting the star gods

when you look back at changbin his cheeks are flushed, and he’s rubbing the back of his neck 

"now? you want me to confess now?"

oh my god

“yes, changbin, grow some balls and do it! do it, be there or be square”

and changbin just laughs a little, and doesn’t even make a motion to take out his phone

and then he meets your eyes and murmurs a self-explanatory, "i like you."

"okay, yeah, yeah, i like you, too,, oh my god you snake i already know you like me, now don't be sneaky, confess"

for a moment, changbin just stares at you blankly 

he looks so confused and he’s just staring at you with furrowed brows and his eyes are kind of flickering back and forth like he can’t quite understand what’s going on

“what?” 

“take out your phone and confess,” you say simply. “you’ve got to go through with your dare.”

and then, what you say catches up to him, and changbin starts laughing.

he’s so amused, and when you groan at him, he just laughs more

and maybe, now, he’s just a little eager to see your reaction when he says, "i already did"

your mouth drops open 

“are you for real?”

changbin just shrugs, seriously regretting his decisions, because this is definitely not the reaction he thought he’d get from confessing

he's kind of embarrassed, and debates whether he should crawl into himself and disappear, but then he simply lets out a breath and turns to you. 

"yeah.  i like you.  so, let me know if you like me too, or whatever."

or whatever, oh my god

you're finally getting it through your head, and you can't stop grinning 

and then you lean forward and plant a kiss on changbin's lips 

"i like you too!"

and honestly, you’re not going to lie, you were getting pretty nervous when he said he was going to confess, and now that you know he's confessing to you, well, you're over the moon

“so i guess we have that friends to lovers thing, huh?” you tease, poking him in the cheek lightly.  “now you’re morally obligated to compliment me.”

“okay,” changbin says, staring directly at you, “i just saw the brightest star.  it’s prettier than all the others, too.”

you can feel the heat rising to your face and you just whack him lightly in the arm, “you’re so cheesy.”

“you just can’t handle compliments” 

“hey, take that back” :((

changbin just smiles at you and lets you rest your head against his shoulder, his arm wrapping around you

“i can be cheesy, too, you know,” you murmur into his ear

changbin laughs, fully not believing you.  “go for it.”

“who took the stars out of the sky and put them in your eyes?”

changbin self destruct

so gone

literally so blushy and embarrassed

but you get a kiss on your eyelid in response 

- - 

continue on your journey?

[alitaimagines]

character: possesive! takami keigo (Hawks) - my hero academia - NSFW

song recommendation: the way I are - Timbaland ft Keri Hilson

you had been under a lot of stress for what felt like a million reasons. school. work. familial issues. it felt like everyones issues were on your shoulders and all you wanted to do was get drunk, fuck someone, and feel like you weren’t on the verge of screaming or crying at every second. 

you woke up Friday morning with the birds chirping unusually loud. you bent over to check to see a plethora of text messages from your group chat. sighing, you opened it to see that all of your friends wanted to go out for the night. 

“I can’t, I have work piled up and I need to get it done.” 

you put your phone down before hearing the Facetime sound going off. you knew your friends wouldn’t let you deny them so bluntly. 

“NO, YOU’RE GOING OUT TONIGHT, YOU OF ALL PEOPLE NEED TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE HOUSE,” your friend Ami screamed as you sighed, “I can’t! work and papers need to get done!” you replied as you made your way to brush your teeth. 

Ami gave you a look, “sorry, we don’t take criticism, love you, bye!” Ami screamed as you tried to deny again but before you could even finish spitting out the water, she hung up. 

you sighed before thinking of the time and realizing that if you started working on some of your things now, you could have a bit of free time for the night. 

you were still in university however, you were planning on becoming a teacher and a lot of your student teaching job went to correcting and grading papers. you felt like a lot of your job went to the things that your boss didn’t want to do but you couldn’t complain. you were a student teacher at U.A. and that internship alone would work wonders on your resume. 

after grabbing the load of student papers, you piled them on the table and made a cup a coffee for yourself to get you through the first half of the pile. 

“God, this is gonna suck,” you groaned as you slammed your head on the table. 

for what felt like hours, you continued grading and correcting papers before hearing a knock on your door. you put your pen down thinking it was Ami but you were quite surprised. 

“Hawks?” you said a little to loudly, “holy shit, I have the number #2 hero at my door,” you managed to say over your quivering voice. 

“hey, pretty lady, you wouldn’t mind if I asked you a few questions, would you?” he asked walking into your apartment, “not at all! I apologize for the mess, I’m grading papers,” you rambled as you piled all the papers into a huge mess and moved them aside. 

Hawks remained silent as he watched you clean up the mess, “teacher life, huh? shouldn’t you be teaching at this hour?” he asked simply. 

you laughed, “I’m a student teacher. I’m still in university but getting my teaching hours in with U.A,” you explained as you sat down, “wow, U.A? such a pretentious school to be student teaching at,” he said jokingly. 

you shrugged as you gave him a look, “are you here about the murder that happened to the class B hero a few days ago?” you asked realizing why he was here now. 

“bingo! you wouldn’t have happened to hear or see anything, right?” he asked tapping his chin, “I’m sorry but I didn’t. I worked late that night and came home to see a bunch of heroes and first responders,” you explained as you noticed your phone ringing. 

you flipped your phone the other way to indicate that you weren’t planning on answering it, “however, I always seen him entering an apartment building a few doors down,” you mentioned as he nodded. 

you heard the Facetime sound going off again as you growled, “oh my god, Ami, what?” you basically yelled as she laughed, “what has you so upset today? we’re going to Señor Frogs tonight!” she said happily, “okay, awesome, fun! talk to you later!” you exclaimed before quickly hanging up. 

Hawks couldn’t help but start laughing, “you’re quite a busy woman I see,” he joked as your face went warm, “I am so sorry. I haven’t been out to a party or club in months so they’re excited that I finally agreed to come out but enough of that, that’s about all I know about the hero,” you said trying to change the subject. 

he shook his head before giving you a small card, “if you happen to see anything suspicious, this is my number, give it a call,” Hawks said giving you a card. 

you nodded getting up and walking him to the door, “thank you so much, stay safe,” you replied as Hawks gave you wink before leaving.

as you shut the door, you looked down at the card and realized that he didn’t give you his professional number, it was his actual cell number. the number was basically scribble writing but you felt odd. you didn’t want to just text him so you put the number on the fridge and went back to grading papers. 

once the afternoon came in and you realized that you needed to start getting ready, you put all of papers away and went to the shower. 

you decided to put on a short jean skirt with a white v-neck and decent black high heels. you didn’t put too much thought into your hair but your makeup was a little more bolder than usual. 

you had finished just as your friends called you that they were here to pick you up. you grabbed your small bag and phone before quickly locking the door and running out of your apartment building. 

“( your name )!” they all screamed as you waved at them a bit embarrassed, “evening ladies,” you replied as you jumped into the front seat. 

the entire way to the club was filled with all of you talking the entire time. you noticed that your friend had a bottle of New Amsterdam Pink Whitney in her hand. 

“you know the rules, three shots before we go in,” she said handing out the shot glasses to all of you, “bottoms up!” you screamed as all of you downed the first shot before quickly pouring two and three. 

“I forgot how good Pink Whitney was,” you mentioned as Ami laughed, “buy a bottle of it tonight! you of all people have the monetary necessities to buy the biggest bottle they have,” Ami said laughing as you rolled your eyes. 

all of you got your I.D.s  scanned as the music blared through the speakers. you couldn’t help but get chills. you hadn’t been out in so long that you felt yourself get excited. 

“find us a table, I’ll buy us a bottle!” you screamed to Ami as she nodded. 

you went over to the bar and ordered the biggest bottle of Pink Whitney they had along with a bottle of Tito’s Vodka and Orange juice. you knew that the alcohol alone would rack you up a bill but like Ami mentioned, U.A. did pay you a great amount for your internship so it wouldn’t make your pockets hurt too bad. 

“are you planning on blacking out?” Ami yelled as she seen all the bottles you were holding, “I’ve been working for MONTHS! I deserve to get blacked out!” you explained making everyone laugh. 

you poured the vodka into everyones glass as all of you cheered before chugging them down. for a while, all of you drank and sat at the table talking before hearing a few people gasp. 

“what’s going on?” you asked Ami as she stood on a chair to see, “holy shit! the number #2 hero is here!” she screamed as your eyes widened, “Hawks is here!”  

Hawks was here? you hated to think it but he must’ve came knowing you would’ve been here. 

you poured yourself another glass of Pink Whitney as Ami explained that he was sitting in the back of the club to himself, “what’s wrong with you? do you have a crush on Hawks or something?” Ami taunted as you rolled your eyes. 

“fuck off,” you murmured as you heard one of your current favorite songs start to play, “come on, let’s dance,” you suggested as they all nodded. 

all of you went to the dance floor as you started dancing up against Ami. you watched as a few guys stared at you as you were basically grinding up against Ami. 

as you looked back up, you noticed Hawks from his seat as the bar give you a wink before waving you over to him. you watched as your friends started to dance with the guys around you so you realized that you had nothing to lose. 

“hey!” you screamed through the music as he flashed you a smile, “evening, ( your name ), funny finding you here,” he joked as you managed to laugh. 

“funny you’re here knowing I would be,” you replied as he motioned for you to sit next to him, “would you like a drink? I tend to get them for free,” Hawks offered as you thought for a moment, “I’ve been downing a few shots of Pink Whitney,” you told him as he waved a bartender down. 

the bartender ran to him as he ordered the same bottle you had bought a few hours prior. the bartender immediately ran back to grab the bottle with the shot glasses. 

“so what made you come here?” you asked Hawks as he shrugged, “wanted to get out. might’ve wanted to talk to you again,” he said as straight forward as possible. 

your eyes widened as his confession, “me? you could’ve stayed at my apartment if you wanted to talk more,” you joked. Hawks poured the two of you shots before looking at the pink vodka, “how good is this?” he asked, “I’m not a drinker,” he added. 

you smiled before downing the shot, “it’s amazing,” you replied as Hawks downed the shots. he thought the liquor would be sweet considering the pink color but as soon as it his throat, Hawks felt himself choke a bit.

“oh come on, you’re the #2 hero, you can handle a little vodka,” you said playfully. Hawks poured himself another shot before chugging it, “maybe you’re the one who can’t handle it,” he retorted as you gave him a challenging look. 

“I’m going to get another drink, I’ll be back,” you told Hawks as you got up from your seat, “don’t worry about it,” Hawks said sitting you back down as he waved the bartender back again, “what would you like?” Hawks asked. 

you gulped as you thought for a moment, “can I get a jack and coke? how much will it be?” you asked again as you took your card out, “put it on my bill,” Hawks interjected as you tried to deny him that, “Hawks, no! I can pay for it,” you pleaded. 

Hawks stared the bartender as a way to tell him to forget what you said. the bartender left as you gave Hawks a pout, “I’m going to pay you back,” you told Hawks as he chuckled, “yeah right,” he replied. 

the drink finally arrived as you grabbed an extra straw, “share it with me?” you asked as you felt the liquid courage in you build up, “don’t mind if I do,” was all Hawks said before the two of you started to share the drink. 

one drink turned into three before the both of you felt the very drunk sensation hit the both of you. you grabbed Hawks by the hand before dragging him out to dance floor. 

you got a few envious looks from surrounding people as you couldn’t help but give them a confident smirk. you had arguably the hottest hero in Japan dancing with you but you had God honestly never thought you’d get this far. 

“I’d never think that I would ever be dancing with the one called Hawks,” you whispered into his ear, “you’re the only one who gets the chance,” he replied into your ear as started to grind against him.

as you took a sip of your drink, you felt his hands roam up and down your body. you interlocked your hands with his as he chuckled lowly, “I don’t know what you’ve heard about me but I hope you know this ain’t the last time you’ll be with me,” he whispered in your ear, “I’m not here to play around with you.” 

you turned around and tiptoed to reach his ear, “and I’m not letting any other person touch you,” you replied as Hawks tightened his arm around you, “you got some confidence in you,” Hawks mentioned as you gave him a wink. 

it didn’t take too long until Hawks suggested you come back to his place to continue the party. you drunkenly texted your friends that you were leaving before Hawks scooped you up in his arms. 

you had no idea how Hawks managed to fly the both of you back to his place in his state of mind but eventually, the two of you got to his very nice looking apartment. 

“my apartment must’ve been hell for you, huh?” you slurred as Hawks shook his head no, “not at all,” he replied.

Hawks dragged you to his bed and shoved whatever was on it onto the floor before slamming you down on it. you dragged him down on top of you and brought him into a heated kiss. 

“fuck, Hawks,” you moaned as he cut you off, “call me Keigo,” he murmured as his mouth went to attack your neck with kisses. your fingers found a home in his ash blond hair. 

he went lower as his kisses went to leave you bite marks on your stomach, “I’m gonna fuck you up a wall,” he groaned as his mouth went to your panties, “you’re soaking baby,” he chuckled softly as ripped your panties to give him access to your pussy. 

Keigo’s tongue licked your clit softly as you let out a growling moan, “K-Keigo, come on,” you pleaded, “are you sure you’re ready for it? you gotta beg,” he moaned as he teased your clit again. 

you begged like your life depended on it so once Keigo got enough of your begging, instead of giving you his tongue, he realized he didn’t want to wait anymore and gave you his dick instead. 

“come on, be a good girl and release those moan,” Keigo whispered as he rammed into you, “oh God Keigo, please,” you moaned as you gripped the sheet. 

Keigo got to a steady pace as you let out moans that rivaled a porn star, “do you like my dick? how it rearranges your guts?” you moaned in response as his hand squeezed your throat slightly, “you’re mine now. I’m the only one who can touch you this way,” he groaned as his thumb went to your clit. 

“Keigo, I’m gonna cum,” you moaned as you felt your peak coming, “cum, scream my name,” he threatened as you finally let out his name. 

he knew his end was coming as you laid back to let him finish, “I’m gonna cum inside you,” he groaned as his pace got quicker. Keigo held onto the head board as you moaned his name to get him to finish quicker, “fuck ( your name ), you feel so good. there is not one person in this world who can get me like this aside of yourself,” he moaned as he finally came. 

the two of you stayed that way for a moment as Keigo stayed on top of you to catch his breath. you put small kisses on his shoulder as Keigo finally got off you and put you in a cuddling position. 

“Keigo, I need to get my retainer,” you whispered as you tried to get up, “where is it, I’ll grab it,” he said getting up. 

you bit your lip as you took in his naked frame, “in my purse in the small pocket on the side,” you whispered as you covered yourself with the thin bedsheet. 

Keigo walked to your purse and grabbed the box where your retainer was before seeing your phone light up. he knew it would be up against his moral judgement to check your phone but he looked up at the name to see who it was. 

“Rin.” 

his eye twitched at the male name but knew not to say anything. once he got back to the bedroom, you were picked at your nails. 

“thank you Keigo,” you whispered. you grabbed the retainer from the box and put it in your mouth, “I know, my hotness level got knocked down a few levels,” you joked as you got comfortable in his arms, “maybe you got even hotter,” he whispered as you felt your face warm up. 

as soon as you felt the sleepiness come over you, you cuddled into Keigo before letting the sleep come over you. 

the morning came as your eyes fluttered open to see Keigo already up and looking at you, “morning,” he said lowly as you gave him a sleepy smile, “morning Hawks,” you replied as he gave you another look, “what did I tell you to call me?” he asked as realized you called him by his professional name, “sorry Keigo,” you said. 

you stood up and wrapped the thinner blanket sheet around you, “I should get going, I wouldn’t want to intrude any longer,” you said as you tried to look for your clothes. 

Keigo shot up from his side and grabbed your wrist, “don’t, stay,” he exclaimed as you gave him a look, “you sure? I chalked you up as the type of guy who usually wants his one night stand to leave first thing in the morning,” you inquired. 

he pulled you on top of him as he shook his head, “didn’t I tell you? you’re mine now,” he reminded you as your eyes widened, “how bold of you,” you replied as you got comfortable in his arms again. 

-

it had a been a few weeks since your night with Keigo. he tried to see you as much as possible but with your work and school schedule and Keigo’s hero work, it seemed almost impossible. 

as you were getting out of U.A. one day, you had stopped to talk to one of the other male student teacher interns. he worked with the hero department but you had met him in the internship orientation and talked to him every so often. 

“Rin, how have your hero kids been?” you asked as he shook his head, “one of them nearly killed another one by accident the other day,” he said laughing. 

you started laughing yourself as you watched Rin’s eyes widened, “uh, ( your name ), there’s someone behind you,” he stuttered as you quickly turned around. 

“oh, Hawks!” you said as Rin gave you a surprised look, “you’re friends with Hawks?” he asked in befuddlement. 

Hawks laughed, “more than friends, isn’t that right ( your name )?” he asked as you nodded a bit embarrassed, “we’re kind of dating,” you told Rin as he stared at you in surprise without saying a weird. 

“yep, this princess happens to be taken by the #2 hero,” Hawks gloated as you tried to kick him with the nickname, “oh wow, congrats,” Rin stuttered as you gave him a small smile. 

“I’m going to take you out to dinner so let’s get going,” Hawks said as he ushered you to the very luxurious car that was parked on the street, “bye Rin, I’ll see you tomorrow,” you quickly told him.

once the both of you were out of faculty and students ear shot, Keigo nearly shoved you inside of the car and got on top of you. 

“didn’t I tell you belonged to me?” Keigo whispered as you nodded, “maybe I should remind you,” Keigo continued as he ripped your blouse open, “remind you that every time you talk to another man, you should be thinking of me.”

you gulped as you soon realized what Keigo was implying towards. you knew the dinner he planned on taking you would be put on the back burner, at least for now. 

ALITA 

[cutecatlov3r]

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨?

various x reader ! [eren, jean, armin]

synopsis: my head cannons and my opinion on which songs they'd fuck you to .

warnings/tw: all characters are 21+, praise, degradation, and my personal head cannons on what they are like during sex .

a/n: don't copy my work ! like, re-blog, and comment ily ! not proofread .

jjk ver. hq ver. ft ver. bllk ver. bnha ver.

Eren Yeager

Nuts [Lil Peep]

✰ I can see Eren being a passionate lover. [I miss my nice and sweet boy from season 1 and 2 :(((]

✰ This song brings out his true feelings on how he feels about you, he can't help but fuck you to this song.

✰ He loves you, he will go at whatever pace you want, in hopes of pleasing you.

✰ "What do you want me to do, I'll do anything for you Y/n,"

✰ Sometimes he gets moody but you're there to help him through it, making him fall deeper in love with you.

✰ Though the song is short, he lasts 2-3 rounds with you but this is his favorite song to fuck you to.

✰ He respects and loves you, he'd never to anything to hurt you, unless you wanted him to.

✰ He low key wants to be degraded though... But he will never let you know that.

"One kiss, then we fuckin', I just can't get enough"

-

Jean Kirstein

Angel [The Weekend]

✰ You're his angel, his most prized possession. He has never loved anyone more than you.

✰ He treats you with the most respect, being submissive for you.

✰ He won't be afraid to dominate you whenever you feel too tired. He will do anything for you.

✰ He groans under neath your touch, praising any little thing you do.

✰ "Just like that baby, touch me right there~"

✰ This song playing makes him want to cry kind of, he's just so happy to have someone who loves him.

✰ He will fuck you deep and harsh, rutting his hips into you just so you know who you belong to, having this song blasting in the background.

✰ He loves sucking on your nipples as you ride him, it makes him want to fuck you harder.

✰ Yes, he has a breeding kink. He wants you to have his babies. He sees you being the only person who is fit to have them.

✰ After all of his or your work, he will just kiss you dearly, loving every moment of your love making sessions.

"Knew you were special from the moment I saw you"

-

Armin Arlert

Power Trip [J. Cole]

✰ HARD DOM . (I live for scummy Armin .)

✰ He will treat you as if you were the most pathetic thing on Earth. He loves degrading you.

✰ "Stupid slut. Sit the fuck down,"

✰ He will tease you, making you whine and beg.

✰ He needs to visually see you cry to cum, when he does cum he makes sure it's on your face.

✰ This song is about his love towards you, of course he loves you! But sex is so different when it comes to love and he can't help but treat you like a little slut.

✰ He makes sure to go fast and hard, spanking you and not letting you cum until he says you can.

✰ He likes to smirk in your face, laughing at your dumb fucked expression.

✰ At the end of every session he makes you clean yourself up and wash yourself, he stares at your naked body in the shower, just looking, not touching.

"Love is a drug, like the strongest stuff ever and...Fuck it, I'm on one, you feel me?"

-

[snagyeon]

get to know you

tagged by @ambivartence thank you for the tag siyuan!!

tagging @ya-doyoungie @tensuperm @yoyoyong @blondrenjun <33

What day is your birthday? 25th

What is your favorite color? my favourite colour/s changes constantly but right now it’s matcha green and coral

What’s your lucky number? i don’t have one

Do you have any pets? sadly no :(( i really want a cat in the future tho

How tall are you? 169 cm or 5 ft 6.5 in

How many pairs of shoes do you own? like. 8?? 9??

Favorite song? cry for love by baekhyun atm!

Favorite movie? i don’t have one in particular but i really like little women, la la land, and mugen train. whenever someone asks me this question my mind goes blank tbh

Who would be your ideal partner? someone who’s a little bit more on the extroverted side. funny. artistic in some kind of way

Do you want children? 😐 but who knows?

Have you ever got in trouble with the law? no

Baths or showers? showers

What color socks are you wearing? not wearing any atm lol

What type of music do you like? rnb, hiphop, pop, indie, funk

How many pillows do you sleep with? two- one to lie down on, one to hug

What position do you usually sleep in? on my side

What you don’t like when you are sleeping? when people wake me up. i have the weirdest of dreams but i forget them if someone wakes me up (or if my alarm goes off). i have to wake up on my own accord in order to remember them

What do you typically have for breakfast? i wake up at like 11-12 so that’s brunch but i usually have eggs, some sort of meat, and rice

Have you ever tried archery? twice! i’m not great at it tho :(

Favorite fruit? mango and watermelon my beloveds 😚🥭😚🍉

Favorite swear word? fuck

Do you have any scars? i have a small scar on my chin that’s barely noticeable and a scar on my knee

Are you a good liar? yes (i’m lying)

What is your personality type? infp/isfp

What is your favorite type of girls? all types of girls i don’t discriminate 😚

Are you an innie or an outie? innie

Left or right handed? left handed :0 i’m training myself to be ambidextrous tho! it’s hard being a leftie </3

Favorite food? pho and kimchi jiggae

Favorite foreign food? mexican

Are you a clean or messy person? both?? i like to organize stuff and whatnot but i don’t really maintain the system so. things get messy again in two weeks time </3 and then the cycle continues…

Most used phrase? “what the fuck” LOL

How long does it take for you to get ready? half an hour

Do you talk to yourself? yes

Do you sing to yourself? yes, but poorly

Are you a good singer? NO but that won’t stop me from singing karaoke with my friends!!! 🎤🎶💃

Biggest Fear? rejection and death

Are you a gossip? i try not to be

Do you like long or short hair? short

Favorite school subject? art and chemistry. but mostly art!! i was really close with my high school art teacher

Extrovert or Introvert? introvert

What makes you nervous? public speaking and heights

Who was your first real crush? a kid i went to elementary school with. had a big fat crush on him for YEARS

How many piercings do you have? two standard lobe piercings

How fast can you run? not very fast lol i’m not a runner 🤕 my endurance isn’t that great. i prefer swimming or dancing for cardio

What color is your hair? black

What color are your eyes? brown

What makes you angry? very biased and closed minded people. people who can’t think for themselves. when my packages arrive late 😡

Do you like your own name? i don’t hate it! fran is just a nickname btw. my parents claim that my name is a mashup of theirs but my dad also has fran in his name… feels like i’m named after him really

Do you want a boy a girl for a child? a child is a child. but also i don’t want children

What are you strengths? i make some mean cinnamon buns does that count

What are your weaknesses? impatient. short tempered. procrastinates a lot. lazy </3

Color of your bedspread? pink

Color of your room? pale green

[hobeymakar]

Holiday | M. Barzal Imagine

Dedicated to my girl @softbarzal 

Author’s notes: This is based off the song Holiday by Little Mix. This is the first fic I’ve written in a long time and the first that I’ve ever posted on here, so please be kind to me

Word Count: 2,373

Warnings: Explicit language and brief sexual content, as well as alcohol use

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Boy, have I told ya? I swear you put the sun up in my sky. When it’s cold, you pull me closer. So hot, it’s like the middle of July (July)

Melinda sees Mat's silhouette appear at the airport in Rio and she could literally cry from how much she's missed seeing him in person. It has been two months since she last saw him and she had been dying to see him again.

"Babe!" he smiles, and that's all it takes for her to run full speed towards him.

He drops his suitcase and she jumps right into his arms, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist. She feels the tears start to roll softly down her cheeks and she hates how emotional she gets after a long time without seeing him.

"Babe, don't cry," he murmurs into her neck, before peppering her face with kisses.

"I can't help it! I missed you!" she replies, wiping the tears from her cheeks.

"Well I'm here now, baby," he smiles.

She realizes they're in the middle of a crowded airport and jumps back down.

"Welcome to Brazil," she smiles, lacing her fingers with his, as she leads him towards the exit.

"I have a feeling I'm gonna really like it here," he smiles.

They exit the airport and are immediately hit with the humid, tropical air of Rio. They make their way to the car and Mat puts his suitcase in the back while she turns on the car and gets the A/C pumping. He climbs into the passenger seat and she hands him the aux. He plugs his phone into the aux and 20 Something by SZA starts blaring through the speakers, to no surprise.

They sing along to the song while they hold hands over the center console. After 15 minutes, they arrive at her house. She parks her car and he takes his suitcase out of the trunk. They walk up to the front entrance and she unlocks the front door.

"I'm home," she calls out in Portuguese.

They walk into the living room and see a soap opera playing on the TV. They hear footsteps coming down the hall and Melinda's mother appears.

"Hello, you must be Mathew. I'm Gisele," her mother smiles, bringing him into a hug.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," he smiles back.

"The pleasure's all mine. Melinda has told me so much about you," she smiles.

"I hope only good things," he replies hopefully.

"Yes, only good things. You and Melinda will be staying in the guest house in the back. I assumed you two would want your privacy. If you need anything, don't be afraid to ask. Consider this your new home for the time being," she explains.

"Thank you," he nods.

Wanna have a little taste, so let me lay you down (Lay you). Nothing better than your skin on mine (Skin on mine). And I been looking for the feeling, looking all my life. Boy you give it to me every time

Melinda leads him toward the guest house in the back, so he can put his suitcase down. They enter the guest house and go straight into the bedroom. He puts the suitcase down and sits down on the bed. She climbs into his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck and straddling his waist.

"Hi," she breathes out, her lips inches away from his.

Before he gets a chance to say anything, she's kissing him, with an intensity that he's never felt before from her. He kisses back, trying to match her intensity, while she lays him down.

She breaks the kiss to lift her shirt up and he gets with the program right away, lifting her shirt up over her shoulders and head. He tosses it to the ground, not caring where it lands. He takes a look at her blue lacy bra and smiles.

"You're wearing my favorite color on you," he muses, flipping her over gently.

Before being able to make a response, he starts trailing kisses down her neck and chest, while his hands make their way around her back to the clasp of her bra. Just as he's starting to unclasp her bra, the sound of knocking on the door, grabs their attention.

"Lunch is ready, you two," her mother calls out, causing Melinda to groan.

Mat reluctantly gets up and wills his dick to go down from being half-hard in his shorts. Melinda puts her shirt on and suppresses the thoughts of wanting to kill her mom.

"Do we really have to go eat lunch with your mom?" he groans, pissed off that he got cock-blocked by his girlfriend's mom.

"Unfortunately we do. If we're not in the kitchen in five minutes, she'll break the door down and drag us into the kitchen by our ears. That woman doesn't play when it comes to that," she explains, causing him to grimace for a second.

After making themselves look decent, they leave the house and head back into the main house.

Can we make it all night? We don’t stop all up on my body babe, ooh. Touch me like a summer night, you feel like a holiday, ooh-ooh. Up all night, we don’t stop feel up on my body, babe. We’re just dancing the night away. Boy, you feel like a holiday.

So, I’mma let go. No one else in the world could ever come close to you, baby (Uh-uh). Close to you, baby (Uh-uh). We’re taking it slow. Whenever, wherever, we’re lasting forever my baby (Uh-uh). And you’re turning me on (Uh, uh-uh)

Later on in the evening, they arrive at the beach and see the party is in full swing. They walk over to the beach tents and Melinda starts looking for her friend.

After a few minutes, she finds her.

"Melinda!" her friends squeals, bringing her into a hug.

"This is my boyfriend, Mathew. Mathew, this is my friend, Alessandra," she introduces them.

Mat extends his hand for her to shake, but she brings him into a hug instead.

"Melinda has told me so much about you!" she gushes.

"Alessandra, can you come here please?!?" a voice from afar shouts.

"I'll be right back," she sighs, running off towards the guy.

Mat and Melinda greet a few more people they know before grabbing some drinks and making their way towards the music and all the people dancing.

The song Check by Kojo Funds Ft. RAYE comes on and her hips start moving to the afrobeat song. One of his hands goes to her waist as she sways against him. The DJ keeps playing more island jams like Confidence by RAYE ft. Maleek Berry, Finders Keepers by Mabel Ft. Kojo Funds, and Come Closer by Wizkid ft. Drake.

After a while, their drinks are empty and they've grown sweaty from all the dancing.

"Let's go for a swim!" she suggests.

"Okay," he shrugs.

She leads him towards a secluded area of the beach, near a bunch of palm trees and bushes and she takes her cover-up dress off and tosses it on the sand.

"Last one in the water is a rotten egg!" she announces, before running into the water.

Mat chuckles before taking off his shirt and running towards the water. He eventually catches up to her and she's chest deep under the water, while he's only waist deep in the water, due to his height. She jumps onto him, wrapping her arms and legs around him.

"You know now would be a perfect time to finish what we started earlier," she suggests, the liquor making her bolder than usual.

"I am not getting arrested for having sex on the beach," he replies, even though his dick is very much onboard with the idea.

"It's dark, everyone is at the party, and no one comes to this part of the beach anyway," she assures him.

He remains skeptical, but she starts kissing him, trying to get him onboard with the idea.

It works because minutes later, her bikini and his swim trunks are in her hands as he thrusts inside her. Luckily, there aren't many waves in the water, allowing them to remain coordinated enough to fuck in the water. After a few minutes, they both come and take a minute or so to catch their breaths, before putting their clothes back on and making their way back to the shore. 

Luckily at the party, there are beach towels and they grab some, drying their bodies off. They stay for a while, before deciding to head back home. They take an Uber back home and end up fucking some more, going at it well into the night.

Boy, have I told ya? You give it to me like no other guy. We got that heat, yeah, like the summer (Summer). And that’s why I’m so glad I made you mine

The next morning, she wakes up to feather-light kisses across her abdomen. She opens her eyes and sees Mat in between her legs.

"What are you doing?" she asks, still a little groggy from waking up.

"Trying to see if I can eat," he replies cheekily.

"Well, the food is in the kitchen," she teases.

"Well, what I wanna eat is right here," he replies, kissing her hip bone.

After 20 minutes, they're both laying side by side, out of breath.

"Fuck, we need to shower," he sighs.

"Save water and shower together?" she suggests.

"Of course," he smiles.

They shower together and manage to not fuck again in the shower. They get dressed and head into the main house for breakfast. Gisele and Mat start talking in French, which makes Melinda happy that they're getting along so well.

Right as they're finishing breakfast, they hear the front door to the house open and the sound of a male voice entering the house speaking rapid Portuguese.

Mat shoots Melinda a look and she informs him that it's her dad. Her father makes his way to the kitchen and greets Melinda and Gisele before stopping at Mat.

"Dad, this is Mathew, my boyfriend," she introduces them.

"Pleasure to meet you. I'm Fernando. Melinda has told me about you," he smiles, shaking Mat's hand.

"How was your business trip, Dad?" Melinda asks, noticing how awkward the exchange between her dad and Mat was.

"It was good. I was able to see your brother while I was in Florida and he sent some gifts with me," he informs her.

His father hands them all their gifts and sits down to have some leftover breakfast.

"Do you kids have any plans today?" Gisele asks.

"We're renting a boat and going out on the water and we're doing some sight-seeing stuff too," she informs her mother.

"Sounds like fun," Gisele smiles back.

So, put your love on me, up on me. Oh, boy, I love it when you’re touching me, holding me. No way nobody put that thing on me, up on me, like you do. Feel like a holiday (Uh, uh-uh). You know that I want it babe (Uh, uh-uh)

After doing some sight-seeing and visiting nearby historical landmarks, they arrive at the dock and get on the boat. Luckily, Mat has his boating license, so they don't need to have a boating driver with them. They sail out to the ocean and pop open a bottle of champagne and take out food from their basket.

They talk about the upcoming season and the upcoming school year for Melinda at Columbia. They even talk about when they first met at the Brooklyn Mets game. She had been chosen for the half-court shot challenge and didn't make the shot. Mat thought she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen and was determined to talk to her. He looked her up on Instagram and slid into her dms, not expecting a response. He never thought that one dm would lead them to where they are now over two years later. They started as friends and after a year of friendship, they got together.

After a while of reminiscing on great memories between them, they head back to the dock. They return the boat and Mat suggests they go for a walk on the beach, with Melinda not expecting anything from it.

They start walking down the beach and at one point Mat stops walking and takes something out of his pocket. She notices it's a white ring box and feels the air get sucked out of her lungs all at once.

"I know what you're thinking and it isn't what you think. This isn't an engagement ring, it's a promise. It's a promise that in the future, preferably after your graduate college, that I'm going to give you a real engagement ring and I'm going to marry you. I hope that's something you want because spending the rest of my life with you is all I want," he explains, while she remains speechless, covering her mouth with her hands.

Soft "oh my gods" fall out of her lips and tears start rolling softly down her cheeks as she's in shock over what's happening.

"So yes, is this what you want?" he asks nervously.

"Yes yes yes, a million times, yes!" she finally cries out.

He slides the ring on her finger and the tears of joy start flowing more freely.

"I'm so in love with you, baby," he smiles, kissing her.

"Me too, babe, me too," she replies, still not sure all of this is real, and not some type of fever dream.

That night, she posts a series of pictures of her and Mat on her Instagram with the caption "whenever, wherever, we're lasting forever my baby 🎶". Mat comments with "I love you forever and ever baby ❤". Mat's phone blows up with texts from teammates and friends asking if he proposed and Melinda's phone blows up with texts from the WAGs, friends, and family, asking if she's engaged now.

They decide to put their phones on Do Not Disturb for the night and spend the night in each other's arms, enjoying the rest of the time they have together before Mat heads back to New York for training camp.

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Get To Know Tag

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What day is your birthday? October 25th

What’s your favourite colour? I don't have a favorite color because I love all of them. Red and yellow are beautiful in there own way and I can't pick just one color to love wholeheartedly.

What’s your lucky number? I don't have a lucky number but my favorite is 7 because it's prime and I love the stroke patter for it.

Do you have any pets? I do! I personally have a corgi named Huchu but my family has another dog and she follows Huchu and I around.

How tall are you? 5 ft 5 inch or 167 cm

How many pairs of shoes do you own? I have a few, probably 15 pair? For different occasions.

Favourite song? It's hard to pick just one, but in terms of Kpop one of my favorites for a long time is Don't Wanna Cry by Seventeen. It makes me emotional and makes me hopeful.

Favourite movie? I don't know how you pick just one, one I've really loved recently was Raya The Last Dragon. I don't know why I like it a lot but I do. Huchu likes it too!

What would be your ideal partner? Someone that compliments my personality. Someone who is loving and thinks deeply on things and problems.

Do you want children? Not really.. XD. I get baby fever but not that bad of baby fever.

Have you gotten in trouble with the law? I have never been in trouble :).

Bath or shower? Shower. I love the constant flow of hot water.

What colour socks are you wearing? I'm not wearing any ;)

Favourite type of music? I don't think I have a necessary favorite type either. I like a lot of music genres. I'm terrible at these favorites things. 😖😖

How many pillows do you sleep with? Probably about eight? They're all on my bed but I usually lay on three or four.

What position do you sleep in? I move around in my sleep so different positions when I sleep.

What you don’t like when you’re sleeping? I don't like sleeping in general. I don't like that I'm missing so much happening in the world because my eyes are closed. I hate that I miss so much life and experiences because my body needs the rest.

What do you have for breakfast? Usually Cereal or an egg.

Have you ever tried archery? With a toy bow I have, but never in a professional capacity.

Favourite fruit? Watermelon

Favourite swear word? Bitch, I don't swear really but Ju and I call each other Bitch sometimes.

Do you have any scars? I have a lot. I worked as a carpenter for a year and I always tried to be really careful but I still had some accidents. My most prominent one is on the side of my wrist, it's still sensitive but it doesn't hurt any :).

Are you a good liar? Depends on what I'm lying about but I'm not the best at lying.

What’s your personality type? ENFP, I am 50/50 on the ENP part so those flip sometimes depending on the test.

What’s your favourite type of girl? I would say a girl who has isn't afraid to admit their weaknesses when needed. It's not always needed for someone to tell everyone their weakness, but perhaps when a situation arises where they lack something that can be honest about it. A thing to add though, is even if it's a weakness, she works through it as best she can. We all run into things where we don't excel, but if she can be honest about her limitations and then work as hard as she can, that's my favorite type of person in general.

Innie or outie? ... innie

Left or right handed? Right Handed

Favourite food? I had some new diet changes so I don't have a favorite at the moment.

Favourite foreign food? Bulgogi

Are you clean or messy? Clean always, I sometimes get a bit cluttered but it's not too hard to get things organized again.

Most used phrase? I tell Ju "Okay, no" a lot followed by more "no's" How long does it take for you to get ready? Depends on where I'm going and how much I'm getting ready. But my lowest amount of time can be five minutes. Longest probably an hour and a half.

Do you talk to yourself? I do, yes. I think I'm always talking to myself because I don't like my thoughts to be silent.

Do you sing to yourself? In my head, no. But when I'm alone I sing.

Are you a good singer? It depends on who you ask and in what way you mean. Some people like my singing, others don't. I think I have a pretty good tone?? but I don't give it that much praise.

Biggest fear? Rational - Being left alone, having no one I trust and confide in. Irrational - Sharks, specifically the great white kind.

Are you a gossip? In a way, yes. But it's usually over really pointless things that are forgotten quickly.

Do you like long or short hair? For myself, long.

Favourite school subject? I didn't have one. P.E if it counts?

Extrovert or introvert? 50/50 it depends on where I'm at in life also.

What makes you nervous? Pretty much everything.

Who was your first real crush? A friend who is now getting married.

How many piercings do you have? Two, if I wasn't so scared I'd get more.

How fast can you run? Short distances, pretty fast. Long distances, not so fast XD.

What colour is your hair? It's strawberry blonde.

What colour are your eyes? Hazel

What makes you angry? I don't get angry per say, I get upset usually. Too many things to count make me upset.

Do you like your own name? I don't mind it, but my mom almost named me something else and I would've liked that better.

Do you want a boy or a girl as a child? If I had a child I wouldn't mind either way, but I think I could connect with a boy better.

What are your strengths? I don't know if it really counts as a strength, but I really love animals.

What are your weaknesses? I get easily upset and anxious.

What’s the color of your bedspread? I have two. One that's two shades of grey and the other is red with white and grey.

Color of your room? My walls are grey but the accent color is red.