#haha I'm back to posting about this show sorry it took me so long

[jcforsapphics]

Ryan's smile after Nancy said he's nothing like Everett will forever be stuck in my brain

[koolades-world]

Here’s a little silly idea I had

MC thinking they’re so funny by making memes and sending them to the group chat with everyone

They send stuff like

(Not made by me)

And they think it’s the funniest thing ever

Even better if they’re in the human realm and no one can get to them(yet)

I feel like this meme specifically would get a laugh out of Diavolo or at least a chuckle

HI!! omg when I saw your name I was like omg a returner!! thank you for supporting me for a while now and I'm sorry it took me so long to get to this! I always see your name in my activity and gahhh it's so exciting for me to see someone who comes back repetitively!!!

btw love court of darkness, used to play religiously! I really should get back into it bc rio is my love <33 would love to chat about the game if you have time!! my bestie loves lou too

this looks literally so fun to write haha, I already have so many ideas!!

please enjoy :)

Mc who makes memes about everyone

alright first thing first, lucifer is like the parent of the group who first, holds the phone really close to his face and then second, shares that it's not funny, he doesn't get it, or starts giving you a lesson

as long as it's at the expense of someone they dislike (cough lucifer), satan and belphie are on board and will even make some themselves

lucifer would totally hate it if all three of you just sent memes about him instead of responding to him

levi enjoys them so you entire conversation back in forth in dms turns into just sending memes back and forth

solomon understands you the best when it comes to memes and constantly looks over your shoulder while you make them

barbatos also doesn't think the memes are funny when they're at the expense of diavolo, even if diavolo think they're funny

otherwise, he literally does not care and will not respond at all to them

if you want a response, make one about him (and good luck you'll need it)

god that's really funny to think about

barb vs rat meme will get you killed but that's so fucking funny

simeon doesn't really get them, like lucifer, but he's much nicer about it and is like the supportive parent

levi, satan, and belphie contribute to your meme ideas stash the most

levi is the only one who actually makes them regularly though

if you send any about asmo, he posts them to his devilgram

diavolo finds all of them funny and shows them to the little d's like a proud dad

mammon tries to make a market out of them and fails

beel really enjoys the ones you make about him and belphie

if you weren't mc, you'd be dead lol

[exhaslo]

OMG HI IM BACK I HOPE UR HYDRATED

FAST AND FURIOUS MIGUEL AND READER WHERE THEY’RE RIDE OR DIE, STREET RACING WHERE MIGGY WINS AND GETS HIS PRIZE IN THE BACKSEAT OF HIS OLD 2000s MODELED SUZUKI ?????

NEVER WATCHED A SINGLE FAST AND FURIOUS

BUT I'M NEVER ONE TO BACK DOWN ON A GOOD OL' BACKSEAT RIDE OR DIE CAR SEX HAHAHA

Sorry this was so late to be posted. I'm still backed up with requests from last month!

Warning: MINORS DNI, smut, car sex, fingering

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There was never a dull moment in the city of Nueva York. Every street had something to offer, no matter the time of day. From the sunrise to even past the sunset. There was a reason why this city was given the name, 'The city that never sleeps'.

Amongst its citizens was you. A lovely night owl, just gearing up to be entertained by your fantastic boyfriend. Honestly, this was something that you had never thought of as entertaining. Car racing in the middle of the city was what kept you up most nights...

But Miguel showed you otherwise.

That man was going to drive you insane. When you first met him, you swore that all he cared about was his car. He treated it more like a woman than you sometimes, but...you opened up to his point of view. You saw how much Miguel cared about both you and his night life activities.

That, and he was goddamn hot when working on his 'baby'. Miguel was a mechanic during the day and one of the best street racers at night. You on the other hand just worked a normal office job; however, you easily became one of the most popular flag girls for the race.

"Amor (love), are you trying to temp me before the race?" Miguel said with a low hum as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

You felt your cheeks fluster as Miguel pressed you against the wall. His kisses against the back of your neck were sweet and hungry. With a soft press of his hips, you felt Miguel's erection right into your booty shorts.

"Miguel, this is what the other flag girls told me to wear," You said with a soft whine, turning around in his grip, "They mentioned something about a special prize I'll be offering."

"Hn," Miguel grunted lowly as he glanced at the time, "Whatever prize it maybe, this body is only meant for me to see."

"Haha, they're just booty shorts. I haven't worn something like this in such a long time."

"And the tight tank top?" Miguel rested his head by your breasts, inhaling deeply, "Ay dios mio (oh my god), I better win this race and fast so I can tend to you."

You chuckled at Miguel's possessiveness. Pecking his lips, you stroked his cheeks, rubbing against the small gruff he had growing. Miguel pouted and quickly went to clean and shave. Sometimes he forgot about himself when he worked.

Once ready, you scooted yourself into Miguel's passenger seat. Miguel leaned over to land a deep kiss against your lips before driving off to the event sight.

You remembered the first time he let you in his, 'baby'. You were confused as to why he took so much care of an old 2000s Suzuki. Miguel gave you quite a story when he explained everything in detail. How even the smallest mod could change the way he drives.

There were a lot of do's and don'ts in his car too. You followed them since you knew how much Miguel cared about his car. Glancing at his backseat, you wondered what Miguel was working on there. He had been making some changes and improvements that always left you curious.

"Alright, make sure you wave that flag extra high for me when I win," Miguel said with a low chuckle as you got out of his car.

"Hopefully the prize is just as good."

"I could always use some more parts," Miguel hummed and winked towards you before driving off to the others.

You smiled brightly as you hurried to the other girls. This was going to be a first for you. Taking part in Miguel's hobby made you happy. The other girls giggled towards you as led you to the starting line. Everyone cheered once you all arrived.

"Shake that ass!!" Some of the men in the crowd cheered.

You felt your face burn up and looked around for Miguel. Once you found him, you giggled towards the glare he gave to the crowd. This was probably going to be the last time you became a flag girl. Miguel was far too possessive of you to have men drool.

"Alriiiiight, who's ready for tonight's race?!" The announcer yelled out, followed by a wave of cheers, "We got a special prize today! Been a while since we've gotten a new flag girl, so you all know what this means!"

"Trophy! Trophy! Trophy!"

"Thaaaaat's right! (Y/N) will be the delicious trophy for today's prize! Here that racers! You get a special night with our lovely (Y/N)!"

You felt your face pale as you tried to ask the other girls what the announcer meant. They all just smiled and reassured you that it was fun and no harm done. You knew better. Staring at Miguel, you frowned as you saw the scorn on his face.

Miguel hurriedly got in his car and revved up the engine. You trusted Miguel, so you had faith that he was going to win, but if he didn't...Miguel might end up fighting someone.

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Miguel was beyond furious. He knew that some of these races got a little out of hand, but to use you as a prize? Cussing lowly as he gripped the wheel, Miguel slammed the gas petal once the flag was raised. He refused to let anyone else have you.

Hearing another engine rev, Miguel hissed as he saw his main competition catch up to him. The nerve! Gripping onto the stick shift, Miguel just smirked as he decided to go full out. He had to show these people that he was number one for a goddamn reason!

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You were shaking in your seat as you watched the race from one of the monitors. Biting your thumb, you nearly whimpered as some of the other racers came a little too close to Miguel. Miguel was still far in the lead, but it didn't stop you from worrying.

After another few go arounds, you gasped in awe as Miguel took the victory once again. Unable to contain your excitement, you rushed over to your boyfriend as the announcer cheered him on.

"Are you ready for you-Oh, hey, wait! We're not done!"

You were giggling to yourself as Miguel carried you with in and threw you in his car before driving off. Glancing back at the annoyed announcer, you cheered and wrapped your arms around Miguel's neck from the back seat.

"I was so worried! No one told me I was going to be the prize!" You said with a soft whine. Miguel kissed your hand as he drove to a remote spot,

"Neither did I, babe. I wasn't going to let anyone win." He grumbled as he parked, "But, since I did. I should claim my prize."

You raised a brow before laughing as Miguel made his way to the backseat. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you smiled as you gave him light kisses around his face. Miguel hummed in response before licking your lips.

You parted your lips for him, moaning softly as Miguel ravished your mouth with his tongue. His hands roaming your upper body, slowly sliding your top off. A shiver ran down your spine as the cold AC from the car hit your exposed nipples.

"Are you sure you want to do it here?" You asked, humming softly as Miguel kissed your neck.

"Made sure its comfortable," Was all he said as he started to rub your clit through your pants, "But, can't make a mess in here."

You whimpered in response, arching your back as Miguel licked your breasts. His tongue swirling around your nipple as his rough movements against your clit made you tremble. You grabbed onto his arms, trying to balance yourself as you moved your hips.

Miguel grunted in response as he undid your shorts, throwing them on the ground. He proceeded to bite and suck against your nipples while his fingers went under your panties and circled against your sensitive bud.

"M-Mig~"

"So wet already for me." Miguel chuckled as you moaned, "If you make a mess in my car baby, I'll have to punish you."

"I-I won't." You whimpered, tugging against his arms.

You shuddered in pleasure as Miguel moved his fingers down to your cunt. It was hard for you to move since Miguel's body was pressing you into his seat. Another whimper of a moan escaped your lips as you felt him play with your folds before slowly entering a finger into your pussy.

"Miguel~" You cried out, throwing your head back.

Your moans grew louder as you felt your loving boyfriend pump his thick digits into your core. His tongue still against your breasts, sucking against them. You body was burning up, shaking and ready to burst...but you couldn't make a mess.

Part of you wanted to cum all over his seat and take the punishment, but the other part of you was enjoying Miguel's game. Gasping as Miguel entered another finger, you moaned loudly as he curled his fingers into your gummy core.

You finally burst when you felt his fingers press against your sweet spot. Crying out his name, you panted softly as Miguel pulled his fingers out. His smirk was wide as he licked his fingers clean, holding your hips up.

"Good girl, keeping my baby clean." He said with a low chuckle.

"Mhpm," You nodded and trembled as Miguel slowly pressed his tip inside your hole, "M-Miguel~"

"You're doing so good." He hummed, slowly pushing himself deeper inside you, "Always taking me in so well."

"Mig~ Miguel~" You cried out, feeling him fill you.

You squirmed in place, clenching against Miguel's dick as he furthered entered you. You could never get over the feeling of Miguel splitting you open, filling you to the very brim. His dick always bruising your cervix, giving you a reason to stay in bed for days.

"That's my girl," Miguel hummed as he sat his dick nice and deep inside of you.

You whined in response, reaching out for Miguel to move. He kissed your hands once more before starting his ruthless charade of thrusts. You cried and moaned as the car shook under you. Miguel's cock was slamming into your wet cunt, claiming you as his.

Arching your back as Miguel bullied his cock into you, you cried out a series of moans as you felt your orgasm approach again. Miguel held your hips, slapping himself into you. The sounds of your bodies echoing throughout the small car.

"Keep it in, baby. No messes," Miguel grunted as you came again.

You gasped and shuddered as Miguel changed positions, placing you on top of his lap. His grip was tight on your ass as he made you bounce against his cock. Pressing your chest against his, you whined as Miguel gave you his first load of cum..

"Good girl," Miguel hummed. You rested your head against his chest, your pussy sucking his cock dry,

"D-Don't bully me too much," You whimpered. Miguel stroked your cheek, kissing you deeply,

"I'm just claiming my beautiful prize," He teased, holding your hips as you started bouncing on him again, "Maybe we can make this an every victory reward?"

"Ah~ Mhm~ Y-Yes~" You moaned, panting heavily as you felt drawn into pleasure, "I-I'll reward you....for each win~"

"And if I lose?" Miguel asked, pinching your clit. You cried, cumming against him once more on the spot,

"T-Then...I'll ah~....mhm...c-console you."

"Awe, what did I do to deserve you?" Miguel chuckled, pressing you against his seat before pounding you from behind, "I'll reward you too, baby. You did cheer me on."

"Yes~ Yes!" You cried as Miguel bottomed out inside you, "M-Miguel~" You whimpered.

Miguel chuckled as he pulled out, using his fingers to keep his cum inside your abused cunt. You shivered in response and whined as Miguel put your clothes back on.

"No messes. Keep me inside." He whispered in your ear. You shivered in response and nodded,

"...So...When's the next race?"

"In an hour."

Your face turned bright red as Miguel roared in laughter. He kissed you once more before returning to the driver's seat, making his way back to the event sight. You behaved and sat in the back seat, anticipating his upcoming win.

You just had to make sure not to make a mess in his car.

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I hope you enjoyed!!!!!!!

[nisuna]

NOOOO I LOST THE ASK ABOUT GOJO X GETO'S LITTLE SISTER 😭😭😭

So I'll just post it like this I'm so sorry to that person

The gist of it was that you got caught watching him shower and got fucked hard<3

But anyway, HALF of you voted for this one on my poll so here you go, hope you enjoy!!

Thank you for your take!!<3

~drabble~ 18+ MDNI

<3masterlist<3

TW: brief eating out, mating press, doggy, Satoru's very cocky and mean but oddly nice in the end, breathplay, choking, hair pulling, spanking, slut calling, used whore once

You didn't mean to look. You really didn't mean to, but when you saw the bathroom door slightly ajar and heard his humming you had a moment of weakness. And you felt your thighs squish together once you took a peek inside. Darn. There he was, naked and in all of his glory. You saw the water droplets run down the dips of his trained back, god, has he always been this ripped? Your eyes trailed down to his ass...cute, you thought to yourself. Then your eyes wandered to his strong legs and as soon as you heard a groan your heart stopped. Your eyes shot up only to see him stretch his arms above his head. You sighed in relieve and totally missed the way the white haired man in front of you shot you a glance with a smirk. He'll indulge you for now. When you looked up again, he was back to flexing his huge arms. Big palms and thick fingers were massaging the shampoo in his hair. You felt your mouth go dry.

Even though Satoru was slimmer than your brother he was a bit taller, but right now he just looked so incredibly big in every sense of the word. For as long as you could remember he always towered over you. He used to tease you about it, but now you didn't feel annoyed at the height difference anymore. No, you felt weak. As your thoughts kept wandering you wished that he would turn around so you could catch a glance of his toned chest and hard abs, maybe even his-

You froze when you heard his voice, "Are you just going to stand there or will you join me?"

Huh?... What? was all you could think, when you tried to hide behind the doorframe.

"C'mon what wrong? You look likea deer caught in headlight. You didn't think I saw you staring this whole time? I even put on a show for you. Didn't you like it?", you heard foot steps come your way and as you were about to run away a naked Satoru wearing a towel, that hung so dangerously low on hips you could see his happy trail peeking out, stood in front of you grinning. "I think your face is telling me you ate that right up."

Gulp.

"Oh no I didn't see anything I just came here and was about to leave haha sorry," you lied, completely avoiding eye contact. Just as you were slowly backing away from him he grabbed your wrist keeping you in place, "Oohh-tto, hold up where ya goin', pretty girl. Can't blame ya for staring, hmm? So dirty watching your brother's best friend shower..", he mumbled pulling you closer.

"I said I'm sorry please-", he muffled your sentence with pressing his lips against yours, making you squirm in his grasp. You pulled away with a gasp.

"Satoru, what are you-?"

"I'm giving you exactly what you want. Don't lie to me. How long have you had a crush on me hm?

"Stop, It's not what you-"

Putting his other arm around your waist he pulled you into his damp body. "Then why are you blushing so hard right now~ Also, don't you think it's unfair?

what?

"You saw me naked, now's my turn.~"

-

"You're so sensitive, baby", he said between licks, curling his fingers inside your dripping cunt. "You sure you're not a virgin?"

"Mhh, stop.. I've had boys before, okay, just shut up and-"

"Those boys ever make ya cum?"

Your silence spoke volumes.

He pulled away from between your legs with a sigh, pity in his big blue eyes, "Don't worry, I'll show you how real men fuck. Fuck those boys."

Fuck those boys indeed.

Before you knew it you were on your back, legs pressed against your chest as you watched Satoru bottom out in your pussy.

"Shit- you're so tight. Baby relax, you're gonna snap my dick off if you don't."

"Can't- can't help it, you're so big, fuck.. feels good."

"Yeah? Like getting your cunt stuffed by your brother's best friend, hm?"

All you could do was whine at his words as he started moving his hips against yours. With every hit of his tip against the spongy spot inside of you your moans and mewls of his name grew in volume.

"Shh not so loud", he shushed you with his palm over your mouth, "We wouldn't want your brother finding out his little sister's being such a slut right now, yeah? Or that you were caught oogling me while showering? Hmm, want your brother to see you like this, you'd get off on that, wouldn't you? Fucking whore. He'll definitely notice if you keep being that loud."

"Noo.. don't say that please, mmhh I'm trying my best it just ah- feels so good. I'll try to be quiet it's just so hard I can't.", you whined, tears collecting at the corners of your eyes from his harsh words, as you tried to hold your legs up with shaking hands.

"I think I can help you out with that.", he whispered as he wrapped his long fingers around your neck, momentarily cutting off your airflow, which made you squeal. Eyes blown wide open.

Your panicked expression made him loosen his grip. "Shh, don't worry. I'll try to be gentle. I'll make you feel reaaal good.", with that he picked up his pace alternating between letting you breathe and choking you. He felt you gush at each squeeze of his hand. "You're so messy for me. You like being choked? You feelin' good? I'll make ya feel even better. C'mon on, all fours."

After a particularly hard squeeze he let go of your neck and pulled out of you. You sucked in a deep breath as you got up, sticking your ass out.

"Oh fuck, such a nice view. Prettiest pussy I've ever seen. And that ass, shit." He made you yelp as he spanked your ass, hard.

You were about to speak up, only to get interrupted by another mean spank, while he pushed his cock back inside your cunt. It made you arch your back impossibly more while you burried your head in the pillows below you, letting out pathetic moans.

"That's right, keep that pretty mouth shut and enjoy.", he slurred while holding your hips in place, stuffing you to the brim. He kept his relentless pace, spanking you from time to time, which only made you sob and squirm.

"You're so mean to me...", you whined into the pillows.

He felt his heart drop a bit. Oh no, did he overdo it?

His harsh thrusts turned into sensual rolls of his hips, "Shh 'm sorry baby. Cmon, I'll make it up to ya. I'll even play with your pretty little clit. See? All better now, huh?", he mused.

As he leaned forward to push his thick fingers onto your puffy clit all of your sadness faded, replaced by pure bliss. The mewls you let out made him grin.

"See, all better now hm? I'll make ya cum so hard, you'll never find someone better."

So cocky.. gaaah, but he does it so well. You'll let it slide this once.

"Ah- mmh yeah like that please~", you cried

Your words made him pick up his speed again, "Good girl. Gonna fuck you good. I got you." he slurred while kissing your back which only made your arch deeper as you squeezed him tight.

"God, you're gonna be the death of me. You're so tight and tiny down there, it's coiling around me nicely."

The way he was talking to you made you whine as you felt yourself getting close.

"'Toruu so good oh god-"

"Yeah? 'm I the best you ever had?", he questioned, cruelly slowing his fingers to get an answer out of you.

So annoying, but you indulged him. You'll say anything to cum on his cock right now.

"Yeah you're so good, the best. Only want you please, please make me cum. Need it so bad Toruuuu~"

His fingers went back to rubbing thick circles into your clit as he groaned, "Oh fuck, can't say no to you. Okay then, cum round my cock. Make a mess of me, pretty."

As soon as he uttered those words you let out a drawn out mewl, creaming around him, squeezing so tight he almost chocked on a breath

"Yeah thats a good girl, so good for me.", he praised you trough your high as your tongue lolled out and your eyes rolled in the back of your head.

Thank yous spilled out of your mouth, while he rubbed you into overstimulation. Just as you thought you couldn't take it anymore, he moved his hand from your clit to your hair, pulling your back flush against his chest

"'M gonna cum inside yeah? You're gonna take it all right?"

"YEAH PLEASE FILL ME UP SATORU!!"

"Shit", he thought to himself and with a few more thrusts he filled you up, cum already dripping down your leg.

When he pulled out, you fully expected him to just leave you there. But to your surprise he pulled you in a tight embrace, kissing the top of your head.

"You did so well. I hope I wasn't too harsh.", his voice sounded gentle and genuine.

Whoa..

"No, it's fine.. it was really hot actually. Thank you."

"Hehe", he grinned, squeezing you tight. "I know right, I'm the best."

You jabbed him in the ribs. "Don't get too cocky, you only made me cum once so far."

"Sorry, sorry can't help it if it's you." he laughed, nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck. "Is that a challenge? Wanna see how many times I can make ya cum, no problem-"

"Y/N? Satoruuu~?", you both felt a chill run down your spines.

oh fuck.

"I hope to god you weren't just doing what I think you were~~", your brother mused.

Oh you were so dead. Both of you.

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Feel free to send me your Hot Takes as well ^^

[frostyhelltime]

Good morning/afternoon! Love your work so much! Could you write what reactions Vox, Alastror and Lucifer (my favorote trio haha) would have when they first realise they have feelings for someone? Like, they are not dating yet, they just got first "o sh*t" moment while eating breakfast or something.

Sorry this took so long! ❤️ Alastor's got COMPLETELY away from me and did not end up being as small as Lucifer and Vox, so I'm gonna give Alastor his own post which you can find HERE.

And thank you!! You're so kind and I hope you like my writing for this as well! I had a lot of fun so feel free to send more requests! ❤️

Vox and Lucifer Realize They Have Feelings For You

Vox x GN!Reader

Lucifer x GN!Reader

Vox

Vox genuinely confuses his feelings of love with simple lust and friendship for the longest time.

It's his possessive nature that helps him realize it's actual feelings instead of just something sexual he wants.

Plus a little ribbing from Valentino and Velvette when that possessive nature shows.

Whether you've had sex with him or not yet is irrelevant. He thinks what he feels for you is just lust, and you get along well and don't frustrate him like his cohorts often do. So obviously he enjoys having you by his side and spending time with you.

But it's Valentino's pushing and prodding that makes him realize, and as soon as he does actually realize it, he goes into planning mode.

Vox wasn't always the biggest fan of the loud club the trio found themselves at, but the music was a little quieter in this VIP section away from the crowds. Which made it a lot easier to actually relax with the drink in his hand as he listens to Valentino chatter about something he's only half listening to until he says your name.

He thinks perhaps Val hadn't noticed, but the way Vox's eyes clearly focused in on Valentino when they hadn't been before says everything, and Vox decides not to comment on the shit-eating grin the moth is wearing.

"Sorry. What did you say about them?" He asks for clarification, since all he actually zoned back in for was your name.

“They're very beautiful, no? I think I'll ask them to star in something. I already have a script that would be perfect for the-” Val is about to continue talking about it when Vox immediately snaps, posture becoming rigid as he speaks before he can even realize what he's saying.

“Fuck no Val.” His face has a look of genuine disgust and the visceral way he responded even has Velvette looking up from her phone for a moment, especially after hearing the distortion in his voice. She's eyeing him to try and figure out what the reaction was for.

Valentino only blinks a few times as if processing actually being told no, and then trying to figure out why. But as soon as it hits him the befuddled expression turns to one of delighted bemusement, snickering as he grinned saliciously at Vox.

“Oh~ I didn't realize you had a little amorcito you were hiding from us.” Valentino sounds so smug as he uses his long cigarette to tilt Vox's face up to see him better. Velvette just snorts a laugh, putting her phone down fully now. This was far more entertaining.

But Vox still didn't get the memo yet apparently.

“Amor…? What. No. We're not dating. I have no idea what you're talking about but you're not asking them to star in one of your flicks.” Vox says concretely even though he's very confused by Valentino's suggestion, pushing the cigarette away from his face in annoyance. Velvette just raises an eyebrow, locking eyes with Val as if to silently ask if their companion was truly this dumb. At least in this area. Val just shrugs and Vox watches this silent exchange, just becoming more vexed by it.

“What?! I can't say someone is off limits?!” He's quickly getting annoyed by the way they're both acting.

“Oh no no. You can ask for someone to be off limits….but no one asks for just anyone to be off limits.” Velvette explains, trying to lead this horse to water, trying to coax his line of thinking in the right direction.

“Well duh. They're great company and I don't want Val or his people ruining that.” Vox says coolly, trying to reel himself back in to maintain his composure.

“Oh, so it's just Val and his lackeys you don't want being intimate with them? Then it should be fair game for me to throw my hat in the ring, yeah?” Velvette asks, tilting her head cockily, a knowing smirk on her face. She didn't actually want to pursue you. She was just baiting him.

"We'd be the cutest couple on Sinstagram don't you-"

But Vox is immediately snapping, taking said bait without even realizing.

“No!”

Another, heavier voice distortion colors the word.

“So it's anyone being with them that pisses you off? That sounds like a genuine crush, not just ‘great company’, campañero~” Valentino takes another drag of his cigarette before taking another sip of his drink, adjusting the busty demon currently sitting on his lap to be his eye candy and thing to squeeze tonight.

Said demon is pointedly avoiding all of their eyes, as if to silently tell them she doesn't hear shit and she won't be repeating anything she hears herself. She values her afterlife enough to know to not mention this to anyone.

Vox’s expression goes through multiple stages, indignation, surprise, confusion, amusement, disbelief, annoyance, and eventually…

“...Holy shit.” He eventually whispers leaning back in his seat, eyes wide as Velvette claps.

“Theeeeere it is! Knew you'd get there eventually.” She snickers, as well as Val, both ignoring the pointed glare Vox was sending them now.

He's not even going to bother dignifying it with a response. He wouldn't give them the pleasure.

For now he just leans back further, grumpily folding his arms and continuing to sip his drink as he thinks.

Now that he's aware he can figure out what to do. Like there is anything to figure out anyway. He's charismatic and rich and powerful. What sinner wouldn't want to be the one to earn his affections? With that certainty in his mind at least, he loosens up a little, relaxing. Surely he can approach you tomorrow. For now he'll just relax here, and let Velvette and Valentino have their silly little laugh while they can enjoy it.

Lucifer

He's the fastest to realize.

Partially because he's actually been in love before so he's familiar with the feeling.

But he's also the first to panic because of it, wondering what Charlie will think.

Their relationship was just beginning to rebuild itself and he's scared about what such a big change would do to what he's rebuilt so far.

He most likely realizes when he's talking to Charlie actually.

Charlie is talking about how much she loves Vaggie, how everything reminds Charlie of her, or how if she sees something wonderful her immediate thought is that she wants to bring Vaggie there.

She's just talking about how she just loves Vaggie so much she just wants to share everything with her, boring and exciting!

And that is when it clicks for him, eyes widening.

“And despite the people of Cannibal Town being…interesting…They have amazing gardens and a gazebo and I can't wait to surprise Vaggie with a date there!” Charlie is talking at the typical fast pace she does when she is immeasurably excited, Lucifer just grinning and nodding along and just enjoying her sharing news about her life with him. There was so much he felt he still didn't know about his daughter and he was very eager to make up for lost time.

“And I heard this amazing new song that made me think of her! It went something like….Oh how did it go...?” Charlie trails off before attempting to sing what words she did remember.

“Or something like that! Anyways! Ugh I even love just sitting next to her while I write out new trust exercises!” She gushes, clasping her hands together as she continues to wax poetic about Vaggie. Others in the hotel didn't really care or were just tired of hearing it, and Lucifer wanted to spend time with her regardless of what they spent the time doing. So it made sense she would gush about her wonderful girlfriend to her dad, who patiently and happily listened to almost anything she wanted to talk about.

At some point during this monologue that he nodded and made noises of acknowledgement during, he stiffened, eyes widening as he realized the parallels between Charlie and himself that he hadn't really thought about before now.

Whenever he saw a pretty part of Pentagram City, his first thought was to show you. When he tried a new restaurant, his thought afterwards was always ‘Good enough to take you there.’ or ‘Not good enough to take you there.’ He adores the time when you're just sitting next to him, reading a book, or drawing, or whatever strikes your fancy that day as he toils away at his latest invention. He just enjoys…existing with you, even if no one is talking. Even mundane things like what he did that morning are things he finds he wants to share with you…he hears songs of love and happiness and his thoughts drift to you without even realizing until the song is over. If all of those things are things Charlie feels about Vaggie…then…

Fuck.

When did this even happen?! At what point did you turn from just a delightful part of his day to a required part of his day? How long has he had these feelings?! Why didn't he realize he had these feelings?!

Okay! No need to panic! He's been in love before. He can handle this. Right? He's the king of hell. Surely he can handle some feelings. He had been in love before!

…Except back then it had been completely obvious the feeling was reciprocated because they literally fell to hell together.

He's still panicking a little inwardly but…perhaps Charlie could help with some suggestions? He doesn't really know if he trusts anyone else to ask them that vulnerable of a question. To expose a weak point a sinner could gleefully take advantage of, to put you in harm's way. He also trusts you of course, but for obvious reasons he can't discuss that with you.

He realizes in his panicked internal monologue he's missed a good chunk of what Charlie has just said, and she realized it too, judging by the concerned look on her face.

“Dad? You in there?” She asks, leaning over him and waving a hand in front of his face to try and grab his attention, smiling when his eyes focused back on her.

"Whew! Thought I lost you there!" She laughs, shoulders relaxing now that he seems to be okay.

“Yes! I'm right here CharChar! Uh. Actually…now that I think about it I was wondering if I could ask you about something…” He trails off, taking her arm and beginning to walk to a more secluded area of the hotel to talk.

[lexirosewrites]

I keep trying to send you something for SS but it keeps getting reformatted and an error comes up. I'll try to send in multiple parts.

I'm sorry that this took so long to answer, but I was trying to find the best way to post your submission because all three posts came in formatted a bit wonkily and I wanted to make sure everyone could read the full story properly, so I put them all here as text in order to make it easier to follow! Hopefully that works easier than linking all three posts together💛

⬇️ NSFW steddie ficlet below

PART 1

Here's a little something for Slick Sunday O!S A!E: Steve hasn't gotten off in a while. It's not for lack of desire, he's been woefully single but honestly too busy to do much about it. The issue really has been he hasn't really felt like getting off solo. The few times he's tried lately, mostly when he's in bed for the night, didn't really go anywhere. He'd take his cock in his hand, dip his fingers in his pussy for some slick as lube, determined to rub one out but after a few minutes his erection would flag and he'd just give up and go to sleep.

Until today, where he's finally horny enough that he's SURE he could get off, and he wants to SO badly. unfortunately he's currently at work and he can't go anywhere because it's a busy day, he's by himself and has to man the register.

And technically he needs to walk around and organize things but he's staying put behind the register because he's hard as rock, and his boxers are slick soaked.

He's so embarrassed and he glances at the clock willing the customers to leave. He's panicking during transactions sure they all smell his desire, and even if they can he knows it's socially impolite to point it out. He hopes his blockers are doing a good enough job he needs to switch them out soon.

PART 2

Finally the store is empty and Steve is about to turn the sign so he can go on his lunch break, finally, and speed on home for a change of underwear and quick crank.

But the front door makes a little digital bells sound, indicating someone else has arrived. nononono go away GO away GO AWAY!!!!!!

Steve glances up to see it's Eddie and he's half relieved and half nervous. Relieved since it's Eddie, whom he’s been crushing on for quite a while, and nervous because he's SURE he won't be able to leave anytime soon since Eddie tends to stick around when he comes to visit Steve at work. He's sure to want Steve to walk around with him and Steve really wouldn't be able to hide behind the counter anymore.

"Hiya Steeeevie! You guys get any new worthwhile flicks?"

"Uh maybe. Check the new releases."

"Haha well yeah I'm going to, just wanted to know if you have any recommendations!"

"Nothing comes to mind, sorry."

"You're sweating, somethings up with you. You alright?"

"Fine, uh. I'm fine AC's been on the fritz. I'll go check the thermostat in the back."

"Ah that sucks. I'll go with you, see if I can tinker with the unit and get it working better!"

"There's no need. someone will come tomorrow."

"Good :Eddie sniffs the air: oh wow. it smells SO nice in here today."

ohcrapohnomyblockersarewornout!

"Oh uh..."

"Wait, it's. It's you. You smell great Steve, wow. I don't usually smell you."

"My uh, blockers must need to be switched out, thanks for letting me know. I'll go in the back real quick and do that" It's a plausible excuse but embarrassing enough he won't be followed.

Steve starts toward the back room determined to reapply his blocker patch and will his erection to flag before he has to face Eddie, again.

"Oh! I'll just wait out here you go replace your patch and I'll get out of your hair soon I promised Wayne a movie night."

Steve, not knowing what to say, rushes into the back.

PART 3

"Go down, go down. please. Eddie's right outside"

Oh Eddie's right outside?

It's like his cock is mocking him the way it does a desperate little twitch at the thought of Eddie standing outside the door. Beautiful, Eddie with his soft doe eyes, and his cropped top, showing off the trail to what is probably a huge alpha co— Now's not the time for horny thoughts!

"Uh Steve? you alright in there? you've been in there for a little bit?"

What if Eddie was waiting outside the door and thinks he's rubbing one out in here?

Oh no! oh no!

If anything it just makes Steve gush even more.

Imagines Eddie asking if he needs a hand—

"Fine!!! I'm fine!"

But the door handle is turning, and Steve curses the lack of locks.

Steve automatically turns around to wave him off.

They meet eyes and Steve can tell the moment Eddie sees his bulge because Eddie stops short and his eyes bug a bit, and he instinctively sniffs the air around him(This is it! this is when Steve finally dies of embarrassment, he just knows it!!!)

"Oh man you're soaked. Do you have a change of clothes in the car, I could get for you?"

"I don't, l used them when we decided to go swimming last week. I'm just going to go, uh die of embarrassment be right back."

"Don't be embarrassed, you don't need to be. I shouldn't have come in without knocking. I've been there before, pent up and no way to get rid of it, l once popped a boner in the middle of a grocery store. I was terrified the staff would think I was into cauliflower. "

Steve can't help but scoff a little laugh at Eddie's nervous ramblings.

"Cauliflower huh? Would have taken you for more of a cucumber man"

SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP

"Well yeah I guess don't want to be too predictable, and that's just low hanging fruit, well, vegetable really. Uh Why am I still standing here? You're sweating so bad, you smell fantastic wow. I'm just putting my foot in my mouth here."

Steve stares at him blushing "You think I smell good?" he giddily asks.

"You smell fucking amazing. And just look at you. You're packing some serious heat there, huh? Um, not to be too forward but wouldyoulikesomehelpwiththatSteve?"

Steve nervously smiles and asks for clarification "slow down a bit. what did you say?" please be what I thought you said!!!!

Eddie gulps but steps forward into Steve's space.

Gulps and takes a deep breath through his nose, his pupils dilating. "I said, would you like some help with that,omega??"

Steve gulps and feels himself start to gush even more, slick trailing down the inside of his thighs, Eddie seems to notice the way he glances down hungrily.

"PLEASE! :Steve clears his throat: I mean. Yes! I would. I really would. Let me lock the front door."

[jake-sullys-wife]

Hiiiiii can I request a smut where dilf!jake sully is fucking human!reader in the forest in front of all his friends to since they’re curious about humans and to show off his human girlfriend to them?? Jake also lets them touch y/n like playing with her nipples and running their hands all over her body. If they get too close to her pussy or ass Jake gets mad at them

The celebration

(if you don't like this,then don't read)

warning! : ⚠️,🔞,🖤

Violence!/abuse!, non con!, size difference!(Let me know if I'm missing anything)

(sorry guys it takes so long for me to post because things have been hard for the past few weeks maybe months but I am now here and all that shit I know I'm just saying that but I'm telling the truth so please forgive me 😭🙏🏽 plus quaritch x Jake have been on my mind a lot 🧍🏽‍♀️)

(And to the anonymous who requested this I didn't read it all the way through when you said a front of the friends curious about the human body I didn't read it that until I started writing and finishing it now I'm looking at it and I'm very sorry but I hope this satisfies you again I'm very sorry 😔 )

*Jake is in the lab with his oxygen mask and y/n and are just talking about random stuff but Jake asked y/n this question*

"Hey I was going to ask if you want to come to the celebration. Do you want to come?"

*Oh yeah the celebration is coming soon*

"Sure I could come! I need to get out of this lab every once in awhile" *y/n said as look down at her paperwork then looking back at Jake which he was chuckling*

"Haha! Well I'll tell neytiri about you coming plus she can give you the clothes you know the top and the Loincloth"

*After that little conversation Jake left to go tell his wife and after a few hours neytiri came by and handed her the finest clothes*

♡

*It's the day at the celebration and y/n put on the clothes the top and Loincloth, she put on her oxygen mask and left out the lab.*

*At the celebration there was a lot na'vi having a good time*

*Y/n had a few drinks, some food (of course you got to take the oxygen mask off and put it back on) then she decided to dance a little*

*She had her arms up and swaying with her hips, then a few na'vi males surrounded her and dancing with her*

*She didn't mind it of course because you know they're dancing, she's dancing. it's the celebration*

*One of them went behind her and put their hands on her waist, y/n is giggling and didn't even care*

*The male na'vi sliding his hand up going under her top but then Jake came out of nowhere*

"Hey can I borrow her for a sec?"

*He sounded demanding and most likely pissed off?*

"Oh yes, of course toruk makto"

*he ran off so did the others, Jake grab her wrist and took her far away from the celebration. Y/n doesn't know what's wrong with him and why is he acting like this?*

♡

*Jake stopped and pushed her against a tree, his eyes filled with anger and lust*

"Why did you let those fukers touching you like you're were some whore"

*Some whore? The hell is he talking about?*

"What are you talking about, you invite me to the celebration-- !" *Jake punched her stomach, he punched her that hard that the next day a big bruise will show*

*Y/n almost fell to the ground, holding her stomach. It felt like she's going to throw up*

*Then Jake's hand grabbed y/n's hair making her look up at him*

"Yeah I did invite you to celebration but that doesn't mean you let those nasty fucks touching you like that, especially touching what's mine"

*Then with a flip of a wrist Jake ripped her top and her Loincloth, throwing them behind his shoulder*

"W-what are you doing!?" *Y/n panicked, covering herself with her arms but Jake grabbed both of her wrists with one hand and rising her wrists above her head*

"What am I doing? About to Mark what's mine to show those men what they are touching" *with his free hand he got between her legs, touching her pussy and stroking her lips with his fingers while his thumb rubbing her cilt*

*Y/n struggle while he's playing her pussy, she also struggled trying to pull her both of her wrists from his grip* "stop!..~"

"How about you stop struggling? Besides we both know you like this~" *Jake said. He stopped playing her pussy then with his freed hand he untied his Loincloth, revealing his big massive cock*

*Y/n's eyes widen seeing something that big in front of her*

"See *this*? *This* is going to be inside you~" *Jake pushed y/n on the ground while holding both of her wrist, he got between her legs. Stroking his member with purecum leaking out*

"It's not going to fit..." *Y/n said look at it. She couldn't keep her eyes off of it*

"Oh it will, it will fit. I'll make sure it fits" *and just like that with that warning he thrust it in her. His thrust was harsh and rough. He can feel her walls tighten around him but he's only halfway in which means he has to put the rest of him inside*

"Already I can feel you clenching around me~" *another harsh thrust he finally put the rest of him inside. Y/n moans loudly as she can feel him stretching her walls and feel his tip though her cervix*

*After a few moments Jake began to move, his hips hitting against hers while y/n is moaning loudly throughout the forest that every animal can hear her*

*His hand groping her breast while he's thrusting* "fuck! You feel so good~ so good~"

*He lean down biting her neck* "j-jake!~"

"Yeah that's right, scream my name!~ scream my name with those pretty lips!~" *Jake let go both of her wrist then. He used his hands to grab her legs and put them on his shoulders*

*He went he went a little deeper inside her pussy. Y/n gripping the Forest Grass for dear life*

"You fucking love this, don't ya?~ gonna breed this pussy~" *wait did he just say...breed? Oh shit*

"N-no! Don't--ah!~" *y/n tried telling him no but that interrupted by his thrusting. He thrusts so rough*

"Fuckkk I'm gonna cum inside!~" *a few lazy thrust he released his seed deep inside her while y/n cried through all of it*

"Now.... Let's see those fucks try to touch you now~"

*End*

(I tried my best as you can see 😔)

[atlantis-just-drowned]

Can you do a barley x reader fic where the reader calls him “Barrel” as a nickname? Not even to tease or be mean, that’s just what they call him? And trader just fuckin LOVES him and loves cuddling him because mans is perfect for cuddling.

A/N: Thank you for this request!! I'm so sorry it took me so long, I'm a bit of a slow writer and had some things going on, but here it finally is! I made it a gn!reader haha I hope you'll like it ahberhfber-

Snowy day

Please reblog this post to show support! Reblogs are what keep me going!

You woke up to the sound of your phone ringing. It was too early in the morning to be your alarm and classes had been dismissed, but just from the ringtone, you could already tell who was calling.

Opening your eyes with a groan, you reached a hand out of your blankets and grabbed the flat screen on your nightstand, before looking at it with your eyes still half-closed. You blinked as your finger slid on the answering button under the name of Barrel Adventurer of Tomfooleries.

You brought your phone close to your ear as you groaned an interrogative "Yes?" with a morning voice.

This whole nickname thing has started dumbly, really. It went back to when Barley and you were only friends: one time, your tongue went astray, and the two of you had laughed so hard about it that it stuck around.

It was still fun - even though you didn't even need to see the contact name on your screen anymore since he has his own special ringtone, it didn't stop you from calling him that, on a daily basis. Maybe just a bit embarrassing to explain to strangers and friends. But who didn't enjoy some little banters here and there?

"Hello, beautiful thief." You heard from the other side of the line. For a second, your eyebrows furrowed in half-asleep confusion at the strange nickname, before you remembered.

Oh, yeah. This.

You forgot this cute idiot liked to call you by the class of your Quest of Yore's character.

"Do you have anything planned for today?" Barley spoke again.

You looked by the window of your bedroom. Snow was falling abundantly - the reason why classes had been dismissed for the entire day - and the whole neighborhood was already covered white.

"Uh... Not really?" You answered as you finally sat up in your bed correctly. "It's snowing too much to do anything anyway."

As you finished this last sentence, you felt a small chill on your arms because of the coldness outside of your blankets. If your bedroom felt that cold, you couldn't imagine how much colder it must have been outside. Yeah, today was definitely going to be an in-house day.

"Anything? Really? You're underestimating me I think." he spoke playfully, making you giggle a bit at his jest.

"I'm not!" There were still a bit of a laugh in your voice as you answered him. "But I'm begging you not to go out right now for some sort of adventures. You're going to catch a cold."

You heard him laugh in amusement at your warning, before he reassured you. "I didn't plan on going outside, actually."

Exaggerating a sigh of relief, you made him chuckle a bit, and he continued joyfully. "I was more thinking about... Coming to your house? Would it be too far to go in your opinion?"

"Too far?" You answered with slight disbelief, cracking an amused smile at his jests. "Barrel you're literally calling me when I live just next door!"

His laugh resonated again from the other side of the line and made an endeared expression grow on your face. No matter how many time you heard it, you could never get tired of his laugh.

"Well, you got me! Does that mean I can come over?"

"Uh..." Looking around the room for a second, you were still in your sleepwear, and you didn't even got up yet. You didn't really want to welcome him like that.

"Give me 10 minutes, okay?"

You could practically hear him smile.

"Okay, will be there in 10. Be prepared! Love you."

In his eagerness, the elf barely gave you the time to answer with an endeared smile and a soft "Love you too!" before he hung up and left you to a sped-up version of your morning routine.

Of course, Barley kept his promise: precisely 10 minutes and 3 seconds after he had hung up the phone, he was ringing your doorbell almost impatiently. You suspected he had been waiting at your door for a couple of minutes now, just to make sure he'd be on-time, and the thought drew an amused smile to your lips.

Swinging the door open, you welcomed him as his face lit up at your sight. "Hey Barrel!"

He didn't even pick up the nickname, instead moving forward into the house and close to you, planting a kiss on your forehead as he took away his coat. "Hi again, beautiful."

The jacket was left in the corridor while you smiled in endearment at the sweet gesture, and only a couple of minutes later, you were both cuddled into the sofa of your living room.

"Is there anything specific you want to see?" You asked, looking up at him from the place on his chest that you were resting your head on, while the young elf was pointing the remote toward your TV's screen and looking through the available programs.

Humming, Barley wrapped his free arm tighter around your back, his hand resting on your own arm. He continued to look at different movies as he answered you. "Not really, I was hopping you'd have some suggestions for us."

You couldn't really tell why, but the simple thought that he had come over without anything to do, just to be by your side, brought a delighted grin to your lips. You couldn't even stop your cheeks from warming up as you looked at him again. You knew he loved you - it wasn't a secret to anyone, really. He was making it incredibly obvious, on an almost daily basis. But still, each and every one of his sweet little gestures made your eyes sparkle and your heart race, turning you into an absolute love-struck idiot every time.

"What's going on?"

You blinked as you realized he was looking toward you, his expression half-way between interrogative and amused as he raised a brow at your staring. Surprised at first, your expression quickly came back to one of pure affection as you smiled at him, and answered:

"Nothing, I just think you're beautiful."

Barley melted at your words, a slight blush appearing on his cheeks the same way it did every time you graced him with one of your sweet compliments. He simply couldn't stop himself from falling further in love with you, as he cuddled you against his chest and pressed a soft kiss on your forehead.

"And you're the most magnificent person I've ever seen, sweetheart."

[loubouskz]

could you do a chan ff where y/n asks him to read a couple chapters of the book they’re reading but the reader asks bc the book has smut in it and then chan reads it and gets all 😉

reading can be fun

bang chan x reader

description: reader gets turned on by chan's reading and they have a lil fun haha

warning: cute nicknames(like baby and sweets, I used 'my girl' once, couldnt figure out a different name to put, other than that its pretty neutral), SMUT!, reading smut, the smallest bit of thigh riding, some foreplay, dirty talk, unprotected sex, creampie, chan may have a slight breeding kink but it's not mentioned, reader loves chan's dick...I think that's all, let me know if I missed anything.

wc: 2.0k(not proof-read)

a/n: ofc I can and thank you for requesting!! I had some much fun writing this! and I'm sorry this took so long to post. my laptop is finally kicking the bucket so I have to type everything on my phone(on the days where I can't get my computer to work.)so it's taking a bit longer than I like but i hope you enjoy this and I did your request justice!🥰

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after a long day of catching up with doing chores around my apartment, I finally had time to myself. to sit down and read the book my friend lent me. they said it was really good and that I should try to read something that wasn't my usual genre that I love. they basically begged me…for two weeks straight before I finally agreed to read it. I made a cup of tea and sat down on the couch with the book in hand. I brought my legs up to sit somewhat under my butt and got comfy. grabbing the throw blanket from the top of the couch and laying it across my lower body. I took a sip of my tea before opening the book.

i was on the eighth chapter when I heard chan enter my apartment with the key I had given him. I heard him take off his shoes and jacket before entering the living room. I turned my head and met eyes with the person I loved most. his dimpled smile brightened up when he saw me.

"hey baby!" chan said, as he made his way to me. "hi!" I said back, tilting my head up to follow his eyes. chan kissed the top of my head and maneuvered his way to sit next to me. "how was your day?" he asked, grabbing my legs and laying them across his lap. "a bit long, but that was because of the chores I had to do around my apartment. now I'm relaxing, what about you, channie?" I said. "ahh, tiring but worth it- like always. changbin, jisung and I are working on a new track and it's coming along nicely." chan said, absent mindlessly caressing my legs. 

"but I'm also happy I got the rest of the day off and get to spend some time with you." he said, leaning over and giving me a kiss. I smiled into it, making him giggle. "so, what are we reading?" he asked, snuggling closer to me. I told him the name of the book, "it's the book my friend has been wanting me to read for a hot minute now." I said, showing him the cover of the book. "nice! what is it about?" he asked. "it's a fantasy/sci-fi romance novel set in space. it's about this girl falling in love with a crew member from another ship that they've been on a race with- without knowing whom…" I told him what the book was about and caught him up to the part I was at.

"wow, i might have to read it after you, it sounds really good." chan said. "you wanna read a few chapters to me?" i asked shyly. "sure." he said with a big smile on my face. i handed over the book to chan. knowing what was coming up next in one of the chapters my friend had told me about. "are you sure?" I aksed before getting comfy, to which he nodded too. once we were both comfy, he began to read where I had stopped.

we were now on chapter 10, and the two main characters were sitting next to a window and talking about what they were.

he looked back out the window. minutes passed, and he still hasn't said a word. she sighed and stood up. "this was stupid. to think, for once, you would talk to me about what's going on inside your head. but no." she said. as she turned her back to him, he finally said something.

"what is this lee?" she said. he tilted his head. "what do you mean?" he asked. "I mean like all the nights we've spent up here. you listening to all the thoughts in my head and answering them aloud. even when i think you can't hear them. the long talks and banters. all the secret glances. what is this? what is this to you?" she said as the words fumbled out. her heart racing, like it was going to explode. 

"if you want me to say I feel the same way about you, just know I do, but nothing more can come from this." he said, almost too quietly for her to hear. she could feel the tears start to build up. "and why is that lee?" she asked, not turning around. "because you have to leave. you have to stay with your brother. you can't be with me." he, again, said quietly. she turned around and walked up to him. 'look at me' she said in her head. "stop it. just go back to your room." he said. 'please look at me. I wanna love you.' she said. lee hissed in a breath of air. "we can't." he answered again.

'then love me for one night. this night. my last and only night with you.' he snapped his head to her, with an unfamiliar look in his eyes. he looked at her for a couple of seconds before making up his mind. he shot up from his seat and placed his lips onto hers. quickly…."

"okay! I think that's enough for tonight, channie." I said, grabbing the book out of his hand and closing it. i felt my cheeks starting to heat up. "what no, let's continue!" he said. I pretended to yawn and placed the book down on the table. "let's go eat something and go to bed channie." I said, flipping the blanket off and hopping off the couch. I made my way into the kitchen, opening up the fridge.

I heard chan's footsteps making their way to me. I called out to see if he wanted one of two options I offered to make, but he didn't answer.

"he shot up from his seat and placed his lips onto hers. quickly grabbing hold of her waist tightly, like she would slip away if he didn’t, making her moan into the heated kiss. her hands threaded his hair, pulling at it slightly.

"fuck." he whispered out, breaking the kiss. she started kissing down his jaw, finding his sweet spot. though they were in a hidden spot. lee didn't want to be caught. he grabbed her hand and pulled her to his room. once in the safety behind the closed door. he pushed her against it, one of his legs slotting between her legs. right where she wanted him most."

chan stopped reading aloud after that. i peeked my head up from the fridge and saw his eyes scanning the page. hearing him say that part of the story out loud, made my knees go weak. the way he was saying the words creating an uncomfortable wetness between my thighs. chan's eyes left the book and made their way to me.

"you want me to continue?" he asked with a slight smirk on his face. I shook my head no and closed the fridge door. I need to calm down. I tried to walk out of the kitchen and pass chan. he quickly dropped the book on the counter and grabbed my hips. "where are you running off to baby?" chan asked, pressing me against the counter. "no where." I said confidently. he chuckled at my answer. "really? because I think my girl was starting to get all hot, flustered, and bothered from the book i was reading out loud to her before i even got to the good part." chan said as he leaned in.

"am I right, baby?" he asked in a lower octave. I whimpered out as I felt him push my legs apart with his. one of his hands slowly made their way into my sweats and past my underwear. "answer me sweets." chan said, cupping my sex. he and I both knew the answer, but he wouldn't continue if I didn't say the word. "yes." I said quietly. he hummed at my answer, slowly pushing two of his fingers past my folds and curling them up inside. my eyes fluttered closed at the feeling, moaning lightly.

chan groaned, "god, you're so wet baby." I held onto his arm that was in my sweats as he quickened the pace. chan started leaving open mouth kisses on my neck, sucking sweetly on the spot that made me clench around his fingers. "channie, please." I said as I started to ride his fingers. "what do you need baby?" chan whispered in my ear, nibbling on my lobe. "I want more." I said. I grabbed him through his pants and felt how hard he was. chan removed his fingers, quickly tasting them before grabbing me behind my thighs. lifting me up and walking back over to the couch.

"oh fuck. don't talk like that y/n." chan said, grabbing my hands and holding them above my head. one hand on my wrists and the other guiding his dick into my cunt. slowly filling me inch by inch, I closed my eyes at the feeling. 

he laid me down, caging me in. clothes coming off fast, feeling up each other. chan grabbed his wallet as I stroked his dick. "fuck baby, I don't have a condom on me." he said, throwing his wallet onto the coffee table. "I wouldn't be the first time fucking me raw." I said, squeezing him. chan shuddered at my words and action. "you still want to?" he asked, fucking into my hand. "of course, why wouldn't i want your thick cock inside me, filling me up so nicely." I said, spreading my legs a little more for some more room.

"oh chris!" I moaned out, throwing my head back as he bottomed out. he groaned, letting go of my hands to place both of his on my hips. dragging out till only his tip was in, then slamming right back in. "shit, I love how this little cunt takes me all in." chan said, as he kept his slow but rough thrusts. taking his time to bring each other to our highs. with every thrust, hitting the gummy part inside me so perfectly every time. "faster please." I said, sweeping my hands up his arms to around his neck. 

"wanna cum baby?" he said, circling his arms under my body to completely hold me. his sweaty red chest presses against mine tightly. he rolled his hips, hitting my cilt with every stroke. I choked out a moan, angling my hips to get better friction. "yes, make me cum. please make me cum channie." I whined out, pulling at his now wet locks. as chan quicken his sloppy thrusts, he pushed his head into my neck. chan started moaning louder and louder, making me clench around him even harder. "oh fuck!" I moaned out. "yeah, cum for me baby. cum all over my cock." chan said, lifting his head, pressing his forehead to mine. "let me see how good I fuck you." he said with broken moans in-between.

the eye contact, the feeling of his body pressed to mine, and god-sent thrusts bringing me closer till finally the knot broke inside. dragging my nails down his back as I came. chan didn't let up with his thrusts prolonging my orgasm while chasing after his. which came with a couple of thrusts later. chan moaned loudly, pressing his hips as far as he could. cumming deep inside me. "oh fuck!" chan cried out, still lightly pumping with shallow thrusts. "take all my cum baby. take it, it's all for you." chan said, pushing once more before fully stopping. laying his head on my chest.

"I love you chan." I whispered into his hair. he pushed himself up and gave me a dazed smile. "I love you more." he said, pecking my lips gently. he fully say up and slowly pulled out. "going need to wash your blanket." chan laughed out, with his ears turning red. "what?" I said lifting up my body. "we made a mess baby." he said, rubbing the back of his neck. ohh. "well, let's get cleaned up." I said, careful getting up. I held out my hand as chan could grab it as we made our way to the bathroom.

chan relaxed into my arms. he dragged out his arms and stroked my thighs as we both calmed down from our racing breaths.

"I can't believe that book really turned you on." chan said. "and what about you? you had a complete hard-on and you had barely touch had you hands on me at first." I said, laughing. chan blushed as he pushed me into the bathroom. "shut up." he mumbled.

[asiandra-dash]

Hi i saw u wanna rewrite akikasa hcs PLEASE WRITE ME SOME I BEG /nf /lh

HJKJSKDKHS AKIKASA anyways I was referring to a short story I wrote a while ago but THIS!!! IS (I think) MY FIRST AKIKASA RELATED ASK!!!! I MUST WRITE!!!!!! All I have to do is figure out which thoughts are based on canon and which ones are AUs-

I took 18 days to finally post this because I kept getting ideas and had to force myself to stop because this is way too long 888 words man this ain't fanfiction also if this is illegible I'm sorry none of my headcanon posts will ever be organized no beta or read more we die like my grades after my orchestra field trip

Starting with basic shit Akito is SO so in denial about his feelings and when he's finally fed up with it he chucks it down to infatuation (It is not)

And Tsukasa is an oblivious idiot to everything even though he has a stupid crush on this ginger he just refuses to say anything because he still thinks Akito despises his guts

My guy every little bit of physical contact you make with carrot head makes him look like color hex #ff0000 RGB 255, 0, 0 how do you not notice this

Tsukasa fell first, and they both fell harder >:)

You know Tsukasa'a 1* card where Akito saved the poor man from a spider or something that's when it happened Tsukasa didn't know at first cause like haha who the hell falls in love with someone over something so small I barely even know the guy

If Akito confessed first, after a long moment of awkward silence and Akito wishing the floor would eat him alive, Tsukasa is suddenly hugging him and crying (That's a yes btw)

If Tsukasa confessed first, it would take a bit (probably a few days or weeks) but eventually Akito with the support of everyone finally accepts his feelings for Tsukasa (He didn't tell anyone about the confession btw it was probably Akiyama or one of Tsukasa's friends that told everyone also the threat of Rui was probably another reason he couldn't deny lmao)

Every date, and I mean EVERY SINGLE DATE, Tsukasa will always bring or buy some cheesecakes or pancakes for Akito

And if he doesn't the next time he brings lunch for Akito he'll bring him more cheesecake than he usually does to make up for it

When Tsukasa found out Akito's favorite flowers were sunflowers, he sometimes brings one for him too :D

Tsukasa probably got a pair of sunflower clip-on earrings too (Or whatever they're called)

Tsukasa loves to tackle hug Akito and it never fails to make the ginger laugh <3

Tsukasa borrows Akito's jackets a lot (At least twice a week).

Akito complains about it but let's be honest he loves it when he gets it back and all he smells on it is Tsukasa's scent

Tsukasa loves giving gifts to Akito even if there's no special occasion, usually some type of jewelry like earrings and the next day Akito's most likely wearing it

Obviously, they invite each other to their shows, and sometimes their other bandmates too

During WxS shows Akito's supportive and is internally loud but during VBS concerts Tsukasa is HOLLERING Akito's name and singing along if he knows the lyrics it's embarrassing but if you look closely enough you can tell it hypes up Akito a little more and he tries even harder (An has taken note of this and teases him nonstop about it)

Neither of them are a huge fan of PDA but if you stare long enough you'll probably miss a sneaky little kiss when you blink

That or if Tsukasa's in a really good mood he'll practically cling to Akito (Which is like 50% of the time tbh)

That one post I made on my side blog is real and so is the first tag

Yes Ena and Saki are supportive but holy shit Akito wants to fucking strangle Ena whenever she brings it up (This applies to An too)

Tsukasa helps Akito be more open with his feelings and Akito helps Tsukasa deal with negativity better

Around people, Akito still treats Tsukasa how he would (if Tsukasa isn't being clingy) but once they're alone Akito acts like he's touch starved and refuses to leave Tsukasa alone

Akito sometimes helps Tsukasa with practicing for his shows. He's obviously not as good but he's trying and Tsukasa appreciates his efforts

Tell Akito to say wonderhoy and he'll look at you like you're fucking insane but have Tsukasa tell him and he'll say it as unenthusiastically as he can manage

And then Tsukasa will look at him all :((( and Akito does it with more energy and "jesus fucking christ the things I do to make Tsukasa happy" (It's just a wonderhoy idk why you're so pissed /hj)

I do not understand Japanese and I am not caught up on that one event story with furry Akito so correct me if I'm wrong (about the italicized part) but before Akito gets over his fear of dogs Tsukasa always made sure they would steer clear of them and if one suddenly appeared this blond pink theatre kid is going to protect his pathetic fucking boyfriend with his life

Rui: Is that a hickey? | Tsukasa: No! It’s just a mosquito bite. | Akito, walking into the room: Hey, guys. | Rui: Hi, mosquito.

Whenever one of them stays up really late when staying over. the other tries to convince them to go to bed and cuddle/snuggle with them and it works.

Tsukasa practically begs meanwhile, if possible, Akito hugs Tsukasa from behind and basically just collapses onto him half asleep mumbling into his ear (Can you tell I'm tired it's 1 AM and I got 3 hours of sleep yesterday I'm running off of a power nap rn)

Obviously, Tsukasa can't do anything with Akito like that so he basically carries Akito to the room of whoever they're staying at

Akikasa supremacy WHO'S WITH ME AKIKASA!!!!!!! (I'm dying on a hill please)

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[azaharinflames]

Thankyou for making that post about not making assumptions about the cast. I wish fandom stopped parasocialling with them so much, it's so weird. Not only the Oliver stuff but that Lou is this poor little heartbroken uwu baby and how the whole cast were awful for not defending him (I've seen alot of "and no one stood up for him!!" posts too).

None of us know these people! What someone puts (or doesn't put) on their public instagram is worlds away from what they may (or may not) say or communicate in private.

And it's kind of depressing to assume the worst of them (any of the cast) rather than just that they're professionals doing their jobs.

Fandom in the last few days has been so much fun with the plot speculation, fics, memes and stuff. I find the criticism of the plots and the writing (and Tim to an extent in his role as showrunner) satisfying, but not to take that to the actors. For me, it's much more enjoyable (and better for my mental health) to have fun with our blorbos in our sandpit and keep the characters and actors separate.

Thanks for letting me vent!

Hi, Nonnie! Thank you for venting in my inbox!

Happy to let you vent, and sorry it took me this long to answer. I kinda promised myself I was going to have a small break from Tumblr this weekend after my last post, and only let myself reblog some. Back here again though!

Yeah, I think it's very important to draw a line and keep it there. If we need a permanent marker, so be it. I come from the Marvel and Glee fandom, and especially in the latter I saw a lot of wild shit. Including Darren Criss's wife having to go private across all social media because of the insane stuff she was unfairly accused of. Hell, when (spoiler) Blaine and Kurt broke up for a while, Darren had to post a goddamn letter to apologise, because he feared the worst. Like. Insane.

And I've been seeing the crazy here as well from the B*ddie fandom, and I stopped checking that hashtag (can't check it even for their friendship) because of how wild it was. We are nowhere near what they do, don't get me wrong. But just because of that, and because this has been, hands down, the nicest fandom I've ever been on, I don't want us crossing lines in a moment of anger or disappointment.

And it's hard to know when to say something, too, because I do feel like the feelings we were dealing with were entirely justified. But as you said, it's better if we keep focused on the show and the, frankly, bad writing they are doing this season.

And yeah, I'm annoyed at the behavior of some actors, but I understand your point. I won't lie and say I liked how no one said a thing about the harassment Lou received, but I also know better and I know it is quite possible they talked about it in real life, and it is very much none of our business.

At the end of the day, Lou has expressed multiple times he was very happy to be in the 911 set, and even in his latest interviews he doesn't contradict this. He's a grown man who deserved to see all the love that we have for him after endless months of harassments, yes. But I also think he's a grown man who knows what he's doing and what he wants.

Anyway. This was long, sorry haha.

If anyone wants to vent, rant, or express their opinions, my inbox is open❣️

[bivwifeybunny]

I here by request Foolish fluff that can allude to smut!

Maybe reader has a headache and Foolish ends stream early to comfort her and she starts feeling better and then things lead into the bedroom..

(Also may I have permission to write the smut part? Like you put out the fluff and then I give the part 2 that’s smut 👀)

My Special Girl

Pairing(s): Foolish x reader

Warning(s): Cursing, alluded smut (actual smut in the part 2 hehehe 🤭), mostly just fluff tho

A/N: RAHHH I'm finally posting a fic after.... uhhh idk but a LONG time. haha... yeah sorry about that. but HEY it's a foolish fic and that's something new. shrimpy here convinced me to start writing for him (it wasn't hard since i cant say no to shrimpy lmao) but yeah, this is a little collab I did with her. so as said in the ask, she wrote part 2 with the actual smut. I loved writing this and working with her honestly. she helped with a couple questions I had and was really patient with me (i took 11 days to finish this lol rip) so would def do again. also my first collab? im so excited for y'all to read this. anyways this is getting long, enjoy and the link for part two is at the end.

You already felt it coming on. The tension building behind your eyes and the strain forming at your temples. But you’d be cruel to deny him when he looked at you with that cute pout. So you walked off, popped an ibuprofen and came back, sitting next to him as you watched him play some Minecraft.

However, the ibuprofen was definitely not enough. Thanks to his bright ass lights, the less than cozy screaming and yelling, and the eye strain from staring at the monitors, your headache began to worsen.

“I thought Minecraft was supposed to be a relaxing game.” You groaned, eyes squinted as you struggled to keep up with the pvp he was doing.

“Maybe it could be, if Richarlyson wasn’t being such a little bITCH!” Foolish screamed, resulting in another wince from you. His fingers darted around, clicking away as he chased after the little pixelated egg.

And then came the barking.

The back and forth, screaming, barking, with the added touch of his way too bright lights and the blue light from the monitors made you groan again. You leaned your head down, your hand covering your eyes, trying to find some relief. He was so excited to show you his progress on the titan, and you promised you’d at least stay long enough to see it, but you weren’t sure how much longer you could take this.

Luckily though, most of the screaming and barking stopped when Richas made a strategic retreat and teleported away. So you were able to look back at the monitor when he called your name.

“Okay, finally. Alright, alright, look.” Foolish grinned as he warped over to his titan build and began to glide over to it. “Now, I’m obviously not completely done but I’m so close, and I only really have- No, no, nO, NO!” He whined as a creeper dropped down next to him and exploded, ruining a part of the hand.

And unfortunately for you, that note struck the wrong cord and the pounding in your head grew past your limit. “Foolish, I’m gonna go lay down, okay?” You whispered, not only because of the throbbing in your head but also so his chat wouldn’t hear. You hurried off screen, heading back into his bedroom and crawling into bed after ensuring all the lights were off. You tossed the blankets over your head and buried your face into the cool pillow, hoping it’d ease the pain.

Meanwhile, as soon as you left, the doozers were all spamming things like “what happened to ___?”, “i dont think they were feeling well”, “they had their head down earlier”, “are they okay?” and so on.

Foolish, however, didn’t even glance at chat as he hurried off of Minecraft. “I think I’m gonna call it a day, guys. Sorry this was a shorter stream than usual.” He apologized for his 3 hour stream before quickly ending.

As soon as he was sure he ended, he rushed over to his room. He frowned at the dark room and the faint outline of your body curled up under the blankets. “Baby?” He called out quietly, climbing onto the bed next to you. He leaned over, propped up on his elbow and gently drew back the blankets. “What’s wrong?”

“Head hurts.” You muttered, eyes still shut tightly, jaw clenched.

“Aw, I’m sorry, honey.” He whispered softly, turning you to face him before rubbing his thumbs over your eyebrows, a silent instruction to relax from your tense position. “Should’ve told me. I wouldn’t have asked you to come on stream if I’d known you weren’t feeling good. Did you take anything to help it?”

“Just ibuprofen but’s not working.” You answered, leaning into his touch with a soft sigh, making him smile.

“Well, here. Why don't we try a bit of this?” Foolish mumbled, pulling you on top of him. “Where does it hurt?” He asked, to which you muttered, “My temples ‘nd behind my eyes,” snuggling into his warmth. He nodded, moving his hands to your head and beginning to massage your temples gently, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

You sighed in relief, relaxing your stiff position even more as he rubbed away all the tension, humming in a soothing, soft tone. You stayed like that for a while, letting Foolish work his magic while you cuddled him close.

After a little while he kissed your head again and moved his hands away, hugging you instead. “Feel any better?”

“Mhm.”

“Good.” He smiled softly. “And I hope you know I’m going to absolutely clowned on by chat tomorrow and it’s all your fault.” He teased with a playful smirk.

“I say it’s worth it. They already get to spend way too much time with you as is. It’s about time I stole you away from them for a little while.” You laughed, lifting your head to look up at him before smirking. “But if you really want me to make it up to you, I have an idea in mind I’m sure you’d like.”

“Oh ho ho ho.” Foolish giggled excitedly, meeting you halfway when you leaned up to kiss him. “Don’t mind if I do…” He smirked into the kiss, flipping you over. “But since my baby was hurting, why don’t you let me take care of you?”

Part 2 :D by @mentallyillcrustacean

Taglist: @jordyncandy @foxilia @lacunaanonymoused @remiwastaken

Foolish taglist: none yet :)

[mttcafe]

I’m back!!!!!! do you have any UT or DR merch you wanna show off? :3

YES!!! sooo much. i'll attach everything and then yap under the cut about them. long post incoming! sorry!!!

okay so starting out! i have my plushie collection. i have sans, papyrus, flowey, lancer, and two chapter two ralseis that my bf got me the second he released. one of them is wearing the butler outfit. i got one for free because my first one had stains on arrival. so now i have a second to wear the costume! i also have bootleg sans and papyrus and bootleg asriel.

i have all of the nendoroids sans spamton. the undertale cast is displayed on one shelf and ralsei on another. undyne broke into toriel's house and took the pie that's why she's not on her mountain.

i have the fangamer undertale vinyl boxset! i have the first run boxart with gaster on it [picture included]. he is not in any prints you can get now. i own the fangamer deltarune chapter one and two vinyls as well.

for one of my holy grail pieces of merch, i own the iam8bit undertale vinyls! they stopped making them a long time ago. you can find them average between the 100-200+ range. but the real holy grail is the 7" vinyl. it's in the first picture and then there's a picture of the vinyl attached. it has dogsong on it. it was a preorder bonus for the original vinyl and there were NOT many made because the vinyl went up for preorder in 2015 or 16 iirc. i have only seen like four listings for the dogsong vinyl ever and most sit in the several hundred dollar range. i bought a bundle of the original soundtrack AND the dogsong vinyl for one hundred and fourty dollars. AN INSANE COP. i won. I WON!!!! i had been looking for a good listing for YEARS.

i have quite a few pins although i would like more. i have the flowey fanclub pin, the lancer bike pin. the fanmade ones i own are both mettaton + a ralsei button that i made. on this backpack i also have the mewmew keychain. they stopped selling her a while ago so i had to find her second hand. it was also EXTREMELY difficult to find a listing for her!! but i found one for 15. only two over retail. yay!

i have the cyber city desk mat. i love it very much. i have the nubert beanie that my friend bought me. thanks casper. i have the undertale collectors edition for the switch, and the undertale art book. i have an eshop card that was never active i'm not gonna lie to y'all i just swiped that thing one day. no harm done it's just a piece of cardboard. i own the game on pc, switch, and my xbox. if i owned a ps4 you best believe i'd own it there too. i plan on getting one someday and 60% of the reason is for the ps4 dynamic theme and so i can play all versions of undertale. also i have a lot of undertale stickers and tags, mostly the bonuses from fangamer and such. plus a few art cards from there. oh! and my bf made me that cup + coaster. i love it. when the cup is set down it squishes ralsei.

now for the clothes that i have! i own two sans jackets from fangamer [not pictured i forgor]. i got one in a size too big so had to get a second. i have the shirt showtime, disruption, your best nightmare [it has a little flowey on the back!], the fifth anniversary shirt [it has a bunch of quotes from the game on the back. i love it.], the deltarune hoodie, and the flowey scarf.

as for unofficial clothing, i have two hoodies from etsy. one of them is a chara hoodie, and the other one is a lancer inspired hoodie with a spade that comes down over your face! it's so cool despite the fact i can't see out of it.

i also have a few kandi bracelets that i made and a golden flower headband i made for a cosplay. and with that.. i think that may be it..! i have a few pieces of merch that i really want but that could go into a seperate post. thank you so much for asking! i could talk about this forever haha. if i forgot anything i'll mention it. i'm very forgetful.

shoutout to all the people that have helped me cultivate this collection. a lot of these are gifts or things i've made myself broke buying.

[liamobrienlove]

My MCM Comic Con Experience

Oh y'all, i have been wanting to talk about this to anyone who will listen haha Sorry this post is a bit late but it's been busy at work since i got home.

Where do i even begin? I met Liam! Still seems surreal even though i have photo evidence haha Let's just start with meeting him!

First up on the Saturday morning was meeting up with the amazing @formulares - who is amazinnnng btwwwww! had so much fun! 10/10 would recommend being friends with him lmao

Next it was time to get in and get in line for the Liam autograph! CR had their own section for autos which was great because the queues were SO LONG. Luckily, we were like 5th in line! When they all came out, the whole room erupted and the cast looked utterly amazed and completely taken a back with the turnout. Here starts the whole Liam experience haha I made Ares go first because i just couldn't and to watch is conversation with Liam was special. Liam is a special guy, i'll say that.

When i got to him, i was so nervous and he just made me feel like we were old friends. I gave him some letters i had to give and then the dice i'd brought him and he was so happy and rolled them! got a Nat 1 on his first roll but rerolled because halfling luck hehe and got a much better number! i then was able to tell him how much his characters and he have helped me through a lot in recent years and he was so grateful and wrote a lovely message on my print i was getting signed (which i'm not going to share yet as i will most likely be getting it as a tattoo) and then that was the end of the auto portion! when i went in for my photo with him, he remembered me! ahhhh and then we had the cutest picture and he gave me a bug cuddle as i was leaving. Liam is an amazing human, so kind, sweet and humble. I'm hoping i get to meet him again in the near future because truly, one of the best moments i've ever had.

Then i had photos with Travis (who was making sure to ask everyone their names and shake their hand before the photo) and was thanking everyone as well once they were done. it was so sweet!

I did have a Sam photo op but because i was anxious about not making it to my Taliesin one (sam's was the same time as Travis), i gave my photo ticket to Ares who had a great picture with Sam (who is really tall!). Next it was time to have my photo with Taliesin who is just a super sweet man and was wonderful! i love my photo with Taliesin so much! he was so excited to meet everyone!

Now, onto meeting Matt! Bear in mind i queued for three and a half hours to meet him. One thing i will say is MCM need to work on their queuing system because the line for matt was 4 people wide and just didn't seem to go down! By the time i got to the front i was emotional and overwhelmed and i think Matt could see that right off the bat. He shook my hand and asked my name and then we jumped into what was a very amazing and sweet conversation, where when i started to get emotional, Matt took hold of my hands (he's an utter sweetheart) and when i told him how much this show, this world had changed my life, he was just so receptive and so humble about it all and just amazing. Then he got up to give me a hug and it was so sweet of him - that man just adores every single person/fan. He spent time talking to every single person and stayed late to make sure everyone got to meet him.

i cannot begin to put into words how amazing they all were. From seeing Travis, Laura, Ashley, Marisha, Sam and Tal interact with everyone when standing in line, to how they were in photo ops - this cast are genuine and amazing. I count myself lucky to have been able to see them in person and cannot wait until i'm able to again in the future. I just adore them and it's an experience i will never, ever forget.

[youmarin]

Now Recruiting! ft. Inarizaki VB Boys - Part 10: Fall Festivities

Summary: Miss Manager shows up for a friend. Then it's time for the school festival! Of course there's more volleyball, and more encounters!

Word count: +9.4K [including extras 14 - 17]

A/N: This baby is long af. You're in for a ride I'm sorry lol. See more notes at the end of the post.

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PART I

Ding! 

It’s around 9:00p.m. You’re in your room. Checking your phone, you see it’s a message from none other than Tendou Satori, who you’d met last summer during training camp and with whom since then you’d kept in touch now and then. He’d done most of it, him being the extrovert and pulling your attention. 

[9:05 p.m.] T: Spring High Qualifier Finals tomorrow! 

You smiled at the screen, typing a reply, 

[9:05 p.m.] Congratulations!

[9:06p.m.] T: Thanks! :D

Typing bubble. Nothing. Typing bubble. 

[9:08p.m.] T: Wouldn’t you like to come see us?

You stare at the message, a little taken aback. 

[9:10p.m] I’d love to. But you know, it’s quite far.

It’s far as hell. How would you even make it in such short notice? 

[9:12p.m.] T: I found cheap train tickets.

You raised a brow. He’d already been thinking about it. 

[9:13p.m.] T: I’ll get them for you and you can come! 

[9:13p.m.] I won’t let you buy me a train ticket to Sendai, Tendou. 

[9:14p.m.] T: Oh. If it is about the money, don’t worry about it! The boys lost a bet to me so it’s not all mine HAHA!

Speechless, it took you a moment to think of a proper reply. 

He beat you to it. 

[9:17p.m.] T: C’mon! Think about it as a present from the team. 

[9:17p.m.] Why would you guys do that?

[9:18p.m.] T: Because you’re a friend, duh! And trust me, they’d rather I spend it on something like this. 

[9:18p.m.] I can’t bail club.

It was a Saturday and the boys had morning practice. 

[9:19p.m.] T: One morning practice without you won’t kill them, would it? 

You weren’t too sure about that. 

[9:20p.m.] T: It’s like a manager thing. 

True, you could get intel on the next possible rival and visit a friend at the same time. 

[9:22p.m.] I’ll ask Kita-senpai. If he says it’s okay then I’ll go.

[9:22p.m.] T: Yay!

You leave Tendou’s chat and open Kita’s. The text is sent and a couple of minutes pass before he reads it. 

Kita calls. 

*

The tickets were cheap, alright. The first train, early as fuck in the morning, with like three stopovers. So there you sit with your bag in tow, getting ready for a trip of more than four hours. Thinking about having to do the same to return makes you wanna cry, so you take a deep breath and empty your head. You should catch some sleep during the ride anyway. 

*

You’re on time when you finally arrive in Sendai City. Opening your messages app - speaking of, your phone hasn’t stopped vibrating in your pocket with incoming messages since around time to get ready for practice back home. Most of them from Atsumu. -, you let Tendou know you’re there and he cheerfully sends you the location of the gymnasium. It wasn’t far from the station. Still, you got lost, having missed the first minutes of the game when you jogged up the steps to the stands, probably looking terrible by having run all the way there and lack of sleep.  

What’s worse, there’s a very good looking guy sitting in the top row. He notices you coming and for a moment seems to try and hide his face. You think he’s either shy, or wants to save you from embarrassment. You take a seat leaving one row between you. 

Shiratorizawa gets another point, they have the lead, and you cheer. You hear someone click their tongue behind you, then start to grumble under their breath. When the other team, Karasuno, gets a point, it’s the same thing. 

Is he rooting for any of the teams? 

“Nice serve, Goshiki!” You shout when Shiratorizawa’s first year heads to the end line and starts his serve ritual. 

The boy behind you scoffs. 

Okay, seriously,

What is wrong with him? 

You whoop, “Go, Tendou!” after he spikes and earns a point. Somehow amongst all the noise, he hears you and turns to where your voice came from. You wave your arms wildly and he spots you, waving animatedly at you. 

She seems to know the guys from Shiratorizawa well, but she’s not from their school, is she? 

“Do you support your own team like that?” 

You turn around slowly, doubting for just a second that he’s talking to you but honestly there aren’t too many other options. This section is not crowded and you’re the one sitting the closest to him. 

When you see the smile he’s sending you, his words get a different meaning: 

Does your own team suck? 

You fight the frown that wants to take over your face, smiling instead and brushing off what he really means.

“Yes, a whole lot more.”, 

then can’t help to ask, “Which school are you from?” 

“Aoba Johsai High.” He answered proudly. 

“Never heard of them.” 

“What about you?”

“Inarizaki High.” you answer very much as proud as him. You too have your attitude. And he’s right, you’re not from around here. 

Arms crossed, he brings his index and thumb to his chin, pretending to think, “Hmm, never heard of them either.” 

“Has your team never been to Nationals?”  You asked because you really didn’t know, clueless of how you’d just stricken a nerve. 

Just what did he do to deserve this? He’d purposely chosen an empty section of the stands to not be bothered - or spotted - while watching his biggest rivals on the court -where he should be- , then in comes Shiratorizawa’s number one supporter and starts attacking him? 

You stare at him for a little longer but given his silence, you turn back to the game. 

You see that Karasuno is a formidable team. However, their tall middle blocker is still adjusting the timing of his jumps to block, and their libero can barely pick up Ushijima’s spikes. Yet he’s persistent, and he might. Youn lean over your seat when Ushijima receives Karasuno’s number 10’s attack -seriously, that orange head boy can jump-, then goes for a spike and ends the first set. You shout encouragements to the purple team. 

Tendou starts the second set on fire with his creepy guess blocking. You’re as impressed as always but it’s also a little irritating how good he is, and think how you might have to deal with it depending on today’s results. Then in a flash, Karasuno’s number ten spikes the ball right over Tendou’s head. The next rally, he’s fooled by him being a decoy at first but as they return the ball to their court, he runs trying to keep up with him. He recovers, making it as if he’s about to follow #10 and switching to go after #5. 

Later on, Karasuno’s number eleven surprises everyone by stuffing Tendou’s spike. You can see the tension sparks from where you’re sitting.  Rintaro would enjoy watching the redhead getting pissed off. Their coach loses it when Goshiki and Yamagata both hesitate to dig a spike resulting in the ball slamming onto the floor right between them. You grimace, knowing that Goshiki’s getting the end of it. Another surprise: Karasuno’s number eleven is switched out for their number two and when it comes their turn to attack, the starting setter switches spots with him and the rest do their starting runs for a spike, leaving no one to cover for a follow up. It’s a risky trick yet it earns them the point. 

Shiratorizawa reaches twenty first, “Way to go, Goshiki!” 

If they win this one, it’s going to be way more difficult for Karasuno to pick themselves up. 

Karasuno subs in a pinch server. He goes for a jump floater, but his momentum is shut down at once when their blockers fail to stop Ushijima’s powerful spike and he’s back out. Both teams keep catching up to each other and can’t get a break. Then it happens: they corner Ushijima with a wide three man block, obliging him to do a straight shot directly to their libero and the ball goes up. Being a critical moment of the game, Tendou seems to guess they’re going to set it to their ace but number nine chooses the middle. 

Karasuno gets a service ace, but just when they might get ahead, Tendou smacks the ball down on their court when it crosses the net after one pass. Shirabu does a setter dump, taking the opponents by surprise. Their tall middle blocker manages to react and touch it, but they can’t follow up. It’s match point. Then it’s deuce. Karasuno’ s setter gets back at Shirabu also going for a setter dump and it’s a stare down. None of them manage to end the set. 

Karasuno reaches thirty points. 

Finally, they claim the set when Shirabu sets to Ushijima and their number eleven shuts him down. The crowd bursts in an uproar around you. They’re unbelievable. Both of them. 

Could Karasuno do the unexpected and steal the win from the prefecture’s favorites? 

Shiratorizawa doesn’t seem to delve into the question as they get back taking the third set. The silent reprimand of their coach seemed scarier than yelling and Shirabu goes back into the court as sharp as ever. 

Goshiki was maybe a little too fired up, starting the fourth set with a serve that went out of bounds.

“Yes, Kawanishi!” The second year was able to read through Karasuno’s synchronized attack and stopped their ace. 

Karasuno kept working around a way to deal with Ushijima’s attacks. The blockers narrowed the path, while the players on the back row stepped back, expecting the spike to land close to the end line given its sheer power. Their strategy proved effective, nonetheless, when their number five went for the spike Tendou was there to block him. Your redhead friend relished the cheers. You chuckled, cheering yourself. 

The next plays were a flurry of the orange head jumping around. Since he’s short, he goes for blocks as if he was doing a starting run for a spike.You think that might take a toll on his stamina, but it’s the fourth set. They have to win it if they want to keep playing. 

A voice behind you, a deeper one, gets your attention. 

“Oh. You’re here too.” From the corner of your eye, you spy as its owner jumps over the back of the seats to take a place next to the brunette with the glasses. “You said you weren’t going to come because it’ll piss you off no matter who won.” 

That explains a lot.  

“No matter who wins, I’m gonna be able to see the other team’s faces when they lose.” 

Your face scrunches up. If you have to admit it to yourself though, it was kind of funny.

“You really are a piece of crap.” 

So you laugh, then catch yourself a little too late and slap a hand against your mouth. 

Your face burns, feeling the gaze of both boys on you. Yet a curious look takes on the boy’s features. He seems amused, even, one corner of his lips twitching up almost imperceptible but there. It’s not often a girl makes fun of his best friend. 

“Right, meet Shiratorizawa’s cheerleader.”  The first boy says and Iwaizumi’s face falls. Not everything’s perfect. 

You turn towards both of them. Getting a good look at his friend stops you from snapping back (why are you falling for this and picking a fight with a stranger in the first place?). He’s handsome, and seems more serious.

Wait. you realize much too late with dread, Is he a third year? Are both of them third years? 

You only grow more embarrassed.

Oh well. You’re in too deep now. And you probably won’t see them again when you cross the doors out of this gymnasium. 

“You’re friends with Shiratorizawa?” The other asks. 

You nod, unsure, “I’m more like acquaintances with the team. Satori is my friend.” 

“Number five?” 

“A weird friend you have.” 

“Hey!” you frown, “Like it’s so normal to come to a match to hate on both sides.” 

The spiky haired boy snorts. 

“What are you laughing about? You’re here too!” 

“Unlike you, Shittykawa, I didn’t come here with any foul motives!” 

Your laughter and their arguing is cut short with the jitters of the crowd. Ushijima notices the holes in the opponent's defense and takes advantage of it. His hits had been reaching the back, so they placed the defense there. Now, he aims at the open space they left. Karasuno’s setter starts showing his exhaustion. It affects his form and as a result he’s not as precise, giving way for a couple mistakes. But he refuses to back down. For a moment, you thought that Shiratorizawa would get the win right then, but Karasuno takes it by a hair’s breadth.

“If you play a disappointing match, you’re going to be running back to school from here!” 

Tendou flinches. 

You feel a chill down your spine and turn sharply to find with your eyes your redhead friend on the side of the court. 

The fifth and final set begins. Goshiki does a great serve but Karasuno cuts him off from the start. It’s only a fifteen point set, so it seems to go by in a flash. Ushijima surges with new determination. The crows number eleven’s blocks have improved throughout the game, getting a lot of one touches to help the defense. After touching one of Ushijima’s spikes, they stop everything for a moment. He’s injured. Getting him out this far sure will hurt his team. That, and that their number nine is currently out. 

They seem to push on through alright, keeping the point gap narrow. Tendou gets chewed out when he fails to react for a block, too caught up in his train of thought when trying to guess. The bell signalling a player switch goes off and number nine is back. And he seems glad to be back. He goes straight to serving and sends a strong one. Yamagata receives it but it’s long and heads back to Karasuno’s side of the court after his pass.  Then their setter takes the first touch and number ten slams it down. Shiratorizawa gets back with strong serves of their own, Semi getting a service ace. Just two more points. Both cheering squads get louder. 

They catch up and turn it around. Shiratorizawa gets two points in a row and it’s match point. A deuce. Ushijima scores. Is that Karasuno’s eleven coming back? 

The score is way past fifteen points now. Karasuno’s number ten seems to be reaching his limit and isn’t able to jump for a block, leaving an opening for Goshiki who earns the point for his team. But there’s no time to beat himself over it, as pretty boy behind you remarks. 

Will it all really end now? It looks like it when Shirabu’s serve touches the net and it’s as if the ball falls in slow motion. Karasuno’s libero does an amazing safe but it’s long. Goshiki jumps and smashes it down. Directly to the libero’s arms again and the ball goes up! 

“Either one is going to piss me off, they should lose.” 

“You really are a crappy guy.” 

“Could you stop calling me a “crappy guy”?” 

“Pick between that or a “shitty guy”.”  

“Well, then I guess I choose “crappy”.” 

How is one better than the other? 

You shake your head at their nonsense.

*

After a very long rally in which each team gave everything they had, Karasuno stunned everyone by winning the Spring High Qualifiers and now are headed for Nationals in January. 

Apparently, coach Washijou had threatened the boys with making them run their way back to school earlier before the last set started. Pleased with their performance, they’d avoided that fate - something you were grateful for. You didn’t want to run your way back with them and were thankful for the bus ride. It wasn’t enough to save them from hitting a hundred serves as soon as they got back to the Academy.-. 

Now, you've stopped at a restaurant. The coaches were treating the team for lunch. You’d hesitated to join, not wanting to meddle, but Tendou refused to let you go so soon and wanted to at least spend some time together. There was still plenty of time before you had to go back home. With all the excitement from the match (and you weren’t the one playing), you hadn’t noticed how hungry you were until the smell of food filled the air. You didn’t have time to eat a proper breakfast.

You were sitting beside their manager, who looked for words to cheer up Goshiki. She kept her composure, and you suspected she was doing everything she could to not break down in front of them. The other boys, you knew, were also feeling down even though it had been a great match. They didn’t think they would lose, not when it was supposed to be the start of things. It was the last match for the third years. The whole ordeal was very emotional.

Tendou was sitting across from you, Ushijima by his side. 

“Y/n- chan.”  

You hummed, having your mouth full. 

“You should say something to Tsutomu too.” 

“Me?” 

“Sure!” he grinned, “I’m sure that’ll really cheer him up.” 

You looked at the boy. Goshiki was pretty hung up at every word their manager was saying. He seemed much better. 

Before you knew what he was up to, Tendou was opening his mouth again, “Right, Tsutomu!” 

“Tendou-san?” his kouhai looked at him to pay attention to what he had to say. Oh Goshiki, always so willing. 

“Y/n was telling me how cool you looked today on the court!” 

“Re-Really?” 

You side eyed Tendou, then sheepishly gave your response, “Yes! Your straight shots were super sharp!” 

Your words hit the target, striking him. He turned so red you worried if he was even breathing. 

Out of all the restaurants they had to come to this one,

Oikawa thinks as he stands with Iwaizumi at the entrance. He’s about to turn and leave but the owner spots them and welcomes them with a smile. 

“Welcome!” 

Iwaizumi yanks him by his collar before he can still think about it, “We’re already here. And I’m hungry.” 

The place isn’t so big, so it’s not long before they're spotted at a nearby table. Oikawa wants the earth beneath him to open up and swallow him. 

“Oh! It’s Aoba Johsai’s Oiwaka and their ace!” 

You turn at Tendou’s outburst and follow his line of vision. 

It’s the two guys from earlier in the gymnasium. 

So much for not seeing them again. 

“Hello, Oikawa.” Ushijima greets him cordially. “Would you like to join us?” 

“We’d rather die.”  you choke on your drink. Tendou holds in his laughter but still helps you, patting your back comfortingly and asking if you’re okay. 

“So rude.”  Semi mutters.  

“So, how do you feel after your defeat?” He was pissed earlier seeing that Ushijima didn’t look as upset as he would like. If he had to go through this he’d at least try to get a reaction. 

“I don’t know, you probably know better than us.” Tendou bites back. You’re not sure you’re going to survive past this meal but you can’t tear your attention from what’s happening.

“We’re very disappointed.” Ushijima answers truthfully yet his face gives nothing.That seems to get more on their nerves than what Tendou said. You think a vein from their temples might pop. 

Damn you, Ushiwaka. 

“Why does he hate you?” you whisper the question to your friend. 

“He’s bitter he never beat us.” 

“Is he good?” 

“Oikawa is a great setter.” Wakatoshi answers for Tendou, having heard your conversation, “He should’ve come to Shiratorizawa.” 

“There he goes again.” The brunette rolls his eyes, “Stop saying that!” 

Lunch goes well despite the momentaneous clash. You thank the staff and the owner for the food and gather your things to head outside. The boys still have to head back to the Academy and go through serve torture, as Tendou calls it. 

“Hey, you two!” Tendou calls from behind you to Oikawa and his spiky haired friend as they make their way out shortly after you. “I know you heard me!” 

Oikawa takes a deep breath.

 Iwaizumi answers before he can. “What do you want?” 

“We still have to go back to school. You can walk Y/n to the station.” 

“Tendou!” You hiss. 

“Ah. Sure.” Iwaizumi answers a bit awkwardly. 

“You don’t have to. I can get th-” you try to turn them down politely.

“Of course they have to! We have to make sure you get there safely!” He shakes your shoulder a little too brusquely, then wraps one of his arms around them and gestures with his other hand, “You are the princess, and they’’re the two knights that will make sure the princess takes her carriage back home!” 

Right. 

You look at Iwaizumi. The role sort of fits him. Then you look at Oikawa, his arms crossed and chin turned up. 

He seems more kingly to you. 

You shake your head to stop Tendou’s scenarios from getting to you. 

“Thank you for your support!” 

“Come see us again!” 

*

“It was nice meeting you both.” you say to the two boys once you’re at the station and it’s time to go.

“You too.” Iwaizumi answers shyly, rubbing the back of his neck.  

“You aren’t so bad.” Oikawa admits, “Just need better taste.” 

You roll your eyes but can’t fight a smile. 

“You’re going to keep playing volleyball?” 

“That I will.” 

“Maybe one day I can watch you play.” 

“Oh you better be ready. I’ll be better than Ushiwaka and the boys from your school.” 

You wave goodbye. 

See you again next time.

PART II

High school life was as busy as always. Since  the beginning of the month, students had been getting ready for the school festival. First, second and third years all had something to do. Nervousness, perhaps a little anxiety over it lingered in the air, but also eagerness and excitement. 

Amongst the second years, you’d heard that the twins and Gin’s group would put up a cafe. Suna’s classroom apparently would have a photo booth, with different props according to several themes. They had also this raffle going around that you had been basically forced to get a ticket from a bunch of girls as they giggled away. You tried not to think much about it. You made a mental note to ask Suna about it later.

The leader of the twin’s group event project had thought about it with her minions. They had Atsumu and Osamu Miya. Safe to say they were amongst the most  popular of the grade and probably the entire school. And loved by a bunch of the girls. So them being just girls too, their minds had run a little wild creating the perfect scenario. Atsumu Miya, the host of the cafe, would be dressed up nicely with a suit, and receive the patrons with a dashing smile. And Osamu, one of the waiters, making sure everyone was comfortable and pleased. The girls were swooning just imagining it. 

But she was abruptly brought back from her daydream when Atsumu turned the offer down, “Can’t do. Ya know, volleyball club.”  He also had the perfect excuse.Clubs had their own activities, so they weren’t obligated to participate in their class event. 

“I can try to make a little time to help.” That was Osamu’s response. Ginjima had agreed with Osamu to look to participate.

“Sure ya can.” His twin said. Osamu knew what he meant by his tone alone. Some crap about him being indispensable and it not being the same in his case. 

Later, during the evening after practice ended and they gathered in the club room, the volleyball team discussed what they could do to get the rest of the student body’s, visitors and possible new students’ attention. Apart from helping with whatever you guys settled with, you also thought about the future and how the club would need a new manager when you were gone. There was still time for that, but it didn’t hurt to be prepared. It was all for the benefit of the team. 

Usually, they would split the team and have a friendly match. It was enough for the people to get to know the team members and their performance on the court. To interact with the public, they could take some time to talk about the fundamentals of the sport, maybe get practical and give a short lesson. Last but not least important, let them know they welcomed new team members. 

“So, what’s your class doing?” Suna asked after the small meeting was called out before you all went home.

“They wanna do a play.” 

“Are you participating, Y/n-san?” Kita asked, seemingly interested. 

“I would like to. We still haven’t picked which yet though. And there’s the club too.”

“Don’t worry about us if you wanna do it. We’ll be fine.” Aran told you. 

“And we could go see ya. Even if you end up playing rock #3.” Atsumu said jokingly. 

“If I remember well, which in this case I do, you said you were busy with club so you couldn’t help our class, and you have time to go see Y/n?” 

“She’s our dear manager! Of course we can make a little time, right?” 

“Sure.” To everyone’s surprise, the captain agreed with Atsumu. “We should show our support to Y/n if we can.” then he added, which you found a little funny, “And rock #3 is just as important as the lead, Atsumu.” 

“Yes, Kita-senpai.”

Then came the day when they put the title of the play to vote. 

And the winner:

 “Beauty and the Beast”.

First, the characters were laid down for volunteers to pick. You were looking for a minor role so you could leave most of your focus for club. Maybe you could just help prepare the stage. 

Atsumu was striding down the hallway coming back from one of the vending machines near the stairway, a lollipop in his mouth and two bags of chips in his hand. There he saw the director of the play having a breakdown. Against his better judgement, he stopped and stared, debating if he should help or keep walking.

“Uh, you doing okay?”  In fact, nothing was. None of the boys settled to be the male lead, throwing names around only to be rejected and passed on to the next. And it wasn’t fair to change the title after the votation. 

She froze, mortified, then hurried to fix her hair and wipe her eyes. She put her glasses back on. Oh it was worse than she’d thought. It was the setter of the volleyball team. 

Wait.

“Atsumu- kun!” Suddenly, every trace of despair was gone from her face, replaced by such brightness he swore he saw stars dancing around her. “Would you like to be part of our play?” 

Ah, that again. Festival’s driving everyone crazy, he thought. He opened his mouth to reject once again, then stopped. The play. Your class was the one doing it. 

Without thinking it through, Atsumu  gave his response. He clearly didn’t take it that serious either, as he said, condescendingly, “Sure. But if it ain’t the lead I ain’t taking it.” Then, a little too late, it seemed to register, “By the w-“  

He went from amusing himself to almost choke on the candy in his mouth, as the overexcited girl dragged him the rest of the way to your classroom. When they crossed the threshold, he saw you standing on the front. Your conflicted look morphed into confusion as you saw the setter barge in with the director. 

“Everyone! Atsumu-kun accepted to be our lead!” There was a mix of surprise, cheers and whines of regret -you thought you heard someone start to cry-. 

“What?” your eyes widened in surprise, turning to look at him again.

“Oh! We just got Y/n to agree for the Belle role!” 

Your silence as you mentally debated what task to take on played against you, getting the attention from the group and resulting in them picking you as the female lead. You tried to turn them down but it was settled. 

Atsumu looked at you, then read the big writing on the center of the board, finally learning the title. 

Him and his big mouth. 

—

The members of the volleyball club had to take a moment as they laughed their asses off picturing Atsumu as a prince/Beast, especially the other second years. 

“Serves ya right.” Osamu told him, wiping the tears from his eyelashes. Suna’s face was flushed with how much he’d laughed. You couldn’t help but laugh a little yourself, looking at the three boys and the pout on Atsumu’s face. 

Since both the leads were part of the club, it was a given that the whole team would try to attend. 

Then it was time for rehearsals. 

“I gotta go see that.” Rintaro sneaked out of his classroom while they did their own preparations and headed to the school auditorium. 

They had been at it for half an hour already when Rintaro walked in. He took a seat on the front row and held up his phone, capturing Atsumu’s bad delivery while you stood there trying not to laugh. This frustrates him and consequently, the rest of the cast and crew while the boy starts whining about it to you, who finally stops holding it back and laughs.  As you compose yourself feeling sorry for the rest of your class and a little embarrassed for behaving that way, the scriptwriter spots the middle blocker and an idea pops in his head. It’s not like he wasn’t sticking out like a sore thumb anyway. 

“Suna Rintaro!” He lowers his phone but not before he saves the video. Everyone turns to look at him.

“I’m gonna kill him.” Atsumu mutters and before he gets off the stage to throw himself at Suna, you grab hold onto his arm. Suna snickers and you glare at him when you make eye contact for purposely pissing Atsumu off. 

He’s preparing himself to be chewed out for sneaking in during a private rehearsal, but when the scriptwriter opens his mouth again ignoring Atsumu, it’s not something he was expecting. “Since you seem to have free time, take Atsumu’s place.” 

“Wait, what? Me?”  

And just like that, Atsumu was fired.

Think again.

“No way. Why are ya replacing me with him? He’s no better!” 

Oh yeah? Let’s see about that. 

“Just,” the boy breathes, “Just take a moment to rest. Maybe you’ll come back better after watching someone else.” 

Suna walks onto the stage a little awkwardly but set on making Atsumu bite his words back. Someone else hands him a script and lets him skim through it for a few minutes before starting again. 

“Time’s almost up for today. Let’s move forward to the ballroom scene.” 

You take a deep breath, “Here we go.” you say a little nervous. You step closer to each other. then, “Rintaro.” 

“What?” 

“Stand up straight.” 

“He probably be better at playing Quasimodo with that posture.” Atsumu cackled, disrupting Suna’s focus for a second. 

“Shut up.” 

He grabs one of your hands in his and carefully places the other on your waist. 

“I’m not a very good dancer.” He says, and you notice by his voice that he’s also nervous. 

You smile at him tenderly. “Don’t worry, I’m not very good either.” 

You dance, and luckily don’t step on each other's feet. Then comes the scene when the Beast tells Belle she’s free to go. 

“What scene comes next?” There’s a pause so Rintaro can check again. 

“The confession scene.” 

Oh. 

Right. Now you had to tell Rintaro- the Beast, that you loved him. That story was a little weird. 

He was supposed to be at the brink of taking his last breath. You do your best to remain in character as you stare at him lying there on the floor and hurry to crouch down beside him. 

“Wait-Please, don’t leave me.” There were tears in your eyes as the words left your mouth almost desperately. “I love you.” 

Damn, you were good. He almost bought it. Maybe you should audition for drama club. For someone who was about to die there was a lot of color on his face, matching your own blush as you internally freaked out a little. 

At last, the spell was broken, the Beast turned into a handsome prince and there was just one last scene: the kiss. 

You and Rintaro stared nervously at each other, then started getting closer. And closer. The girl directing glanced at the scriptwriter boy. 

Are they kissing for real? 

Everyone was just staring at you two. The other actors, the ones in charge of the scenography. Atsumu’s jaw dropped. 

You could feel Rintaro’s breath tickling your face, your eyes shutting tight. His own eyelids were closing, your lips almost brushing.

The bell rang, signalling the end of rehearsals for today. You took a couple of steps back putting some space between each other. Suna stared at you a little longer,  at your lips, before he cleared his throat and his gaze darted across the room avoiding yours.

“Okay, everyone, let’s continue tomorrow. Atsumu-kun, you better be ready.” 

—

You stared at the poster for the play. It was the first day of the Inarizaki High School Festival. Which in turn meant the big day had arrived. You really hoped everything went alright. Honestly, Atsumu hadn’t gotten much better during rehearsals, always using the wrong tone, stumbling over his words or entirely forgetting his lines. But you didn’t have to worry about that until the evening. Right, they had pushed the play until evening so the different activities’ time didn’t overlap and everyone could go watch. Which meant more people might go. Just great. 

On the bright side, you could carry on with the club’s activity without rush and stop by the different stands and classrooms afterwards. 

Before opening the gym doors, you’d made sure everything was neat and all you might need was at hand. Students from the school, their families, alumni, students from other high schools, junior high students, and people from the community showed up to meet the volleyball team. Kita received everyone with a warm welcome, and you watched as he taught a couple of kids how to place their arms out correctly for a bump before Aran softly threw them the ball for them to make a pass. The little ones adored them, cheering when they got to make the pass back directly to the ace. 

The experience hadn't been the same with a certain boy. When Atsumu tried to speak with the kids, they scurried away, intimidated. You felt bad for him while he tried to figure out what had he done wrong. But there was a little someone who wasn’t afraid of approaching him. As soon as your little brother arrived with your mom and spotted his target - they’d come directly from his school after he finished his own presentation-, he’d been following the setter around everywhere. 

After the match, the boys thanked everyone, bid their goodbyes and split up to get ready to help their class or walk around campus to enjoy the rest of the festival. When you finished cleaning up and putting everything away, you did the same and went with your family. First, you stopped by a food stand to eat something while you still had an appetite - you weren’t sure if you'd feel like eating anything later as the minutes ticked by and show time got closer-. 

You went ahead alone after a while, curious to see how the boys were doing. 

“Y/n! You’re here!” Gin cried out when you reached the home econ. classroom they’d turned into a cafe. 

“Is something wrong?” You looked him over, worried. “Is everyone alright? Where’s Osamu?” 

The boy in the kitchen had accidentally burned himself and was taken to the infirmary. Osamu went from tending to the tables to taking over his place, and they were short handed in staff. 

Ginjima apologized a hundred times while you assured him it was okay as one of the girls working as a waitress pulled you away after you asked how you could help. In a moment you were dressed up and got to work. With the new skills you’d acquired being the manager of the team, you’d noticed how to be more time efficient and the orders were taken out and delivered in no time. People left happily and more came to visit, attracted by one of the Miya’s being in the kitchen and surprising everyone as being a good cook, and by a certain maid’s unexpected arrival. 

—-

The next stop after your impromptu shift was Rintaro’ s classroom. Obviously you weren’t going in to get your picture taken. You just hoped his class had been doing better than Gin’s and the twins. In the back of your mind you were also wondering where Atsumu had gone to. 

When you walked in, you saw none other than Suna himself taking the pictures. You thought the task couldn’t suit him more. 

“Hey.” He greeted you once he stopped to take a break and a girl took over. “Wanna get a picture? I could take it for you.”  He was about ready to tell the girl to move over if you said so. 

“No, but thank you.” You smiled at him. “I just came to take a look around.” 

Everything seemed to be going alright. 

Suddenly, you remembered you never asked him about the mysterious ticket. 

“Ah, Rintaro, what’s this ticket for?” 

“You got one of those too?”  whatever those girls were plotting had Suna surprised at you being tangled up in it. 

“You don’t have one?” You frowned, inspecting the piece of paper. 

“No.” One of his classmates had asked to exchange it and then he just decided to throw it away, not interested in participating. 

“What’s it for?” 

“Um,” He began, uncomfortably, “a kissing booth.” 

It was then that you noticed the other booth at the opposite side. 

The closing of the event would be said kissing booth. It wasn’t a raffle. They had given away tickets with a number on it. The couple that had the same number should go into the booth and kiss. 

Did none of the teachers learn of this?

Suna saw you begin to panic when the time came and they started calling numbers. 

“Now, it’s the turn of couple number 6!” 

A girl stepped forward, and looked around expectantly. Then her eyes landed on Rintaro. The boy whom he’d swapped numbers with looked over at him too, then said. “I thought Suna had that number.” 

He squinted his eyes at the boy, then looked over at the girl.

Oh he was not falling for that.

“Nah, that one ain’t mine really.” 

“What do you mean, “really”?”

“Exchanging numbers is cheating, right?” 

“Yes.” 

“He swapped his with mine.” He jabbed a finger towards the boy. “You have 11, right?”  The boy jolted in place at his bold accusation. A gasp escaped you, looking down at your own number to double check. 

“Y/n?” Suna turned to you, “what is it?” And he finally paid attention to your own ticket, the number 11 glaring back at the two of you. You looked up at him, face burning, and saw his own stunned face.

“But!”  the girl spoke up, getting their attention, “Since you’d already done it, why not just go on with it?” 

The rest of the students glanced between Suna and the other two, while Suna glanced at you, the ticket in your hands and the boy that was holding his.

Then, the girl organizer spoke up, “Where’s the ticket with number 6?” seeing as Suna didn’t have it in his hands. “If you give it back you can get your original number. If not,” she turned to the girl, “You two are out.” 

Suna walked to the back of the classroom, towards a desk near the window. He grabbed his bookbag, recalling the last time he’d seen the damn piece of paper was when he carelessly tossed it in. He still didn’t want to participate at all. It was just that you were there, and there was a boy who thought that he could kiss you for fun. You probably didn’t even know his name!

He rustled the contents of the bag and in the end held it upside down, tossling everything into the desk and clattering to the floor. 

It wasn’t there. 

So that left Suna and the girl out. The girl scowled as she sat back down on a desk and things moved on. 

Then, they called for couple number eleven. 

“You don’t have to do it, you know.” Suna told you earnestly, his firm hold on your upper arm stopping you and making you look up at him again. 

“C’mon, Suna, don’t be a drag.” 

“It’s just a kiss.” 

That’s all they want, right? 

The words were out right as they flashed through his thoughts. 

“Kiss me.” 

“W-What?” 

Was this, what? The second time in less than a month that this happened? 

“It’s just a kiss, right?” He smiled at you bashfully. 

Shyly, you nodded. He brought a hand up to gently cup your face and you closed your eyes. 

It was just for an instant, you felt his lips touch yours. 

Then it was gone. 

“What is going on here?!” 

Hastily, you all turn to find their teacher standing there, eyes wide with disbelief and wrath. 

The kissing booth officially shut down. 

—

It’s all dark and everyone murmurs in anticipation. The Inarizaki Volleyball Club -minus the stars of the night- secured the front row, saving a spot for your mother, your brother, mother Miya and their relatives that had shown up. Rintaro holds a video camera, while Osamu holds a bag of popcorn he’d already eaten halfway through and the show hadn’t even started yet.

Then it’s curtains up, light floods the stage. The scene shows a castle, and there stands Atsumu in his prince costume. There’s a collective delightful sigh from the girls present, though the prince glowers with his arms crossed in front of his chest. Suna doesn’t miss the tint to his cheeks as he zooms the frame and both him and his brother guffaw. Atsumu hears them, his eyes roaming the audience until he spots them and his frown deepens. His eyes caught movement from somewhere else, and he sees you peeking out from backstage, encouraging him and sending him a thumbs up. 

“Go, baby!”  That. That was his mom. His face burns in embarrassment and his teammates just about die stifling their laughs. 

“Once upon a time,” the narrator* starts, “a handsome young prince lived in a beautiful castle.” 

*“Although he had everything his heart desired, he was selfish and unkind.” 

Enter the beggar woman. 

“Please accept this rose in return for shelter this night as it is cold outside.” 

“Take your rose and get movin’!” Atsumu sneered. 

Everyone stared, stricken. 

He was a natural! 

“You should not be deceived by appearances.”

“Yeah right.” 

“You are really up to turn me away?” 

“Darn right. Ya heard me.” 

*“After being dismissed for the second time, the old woman revealed herself to be truly a beautiful enchantress.” 

The girl took off the cape she was wearing. She looked pretty indeed, her hair styled up nicely paired with her makeup and dress. 

“I ain’t apologizing to anyone.” 

“Very well then, you spoiled brat,” For a moment, his counterpart ran out of patience and also went out of script, “I’ll cast this spell over you and your castle to teach you a lesson, until you learn to love and earn another’s love in return.”

The lights went out for a moment, and when they turned back on, the two were back. Atsumu had been transformed as the Beast: there was a wig with a pair of horns and some dog-like ears attached to his head, a beard on his face to match, a pair of pointy fangs protruding from his mouth and his shoes are gone, now having claws for hands and feet. He didn’t look scary at all, looking more like he was a wolf than a beast. The public laughed. 

“This rose will bloom until your twenty-first year. If by then you haven’t found love, the spell will remain and you’ll be cursed to stay a Beast for all time.” 

It was time for your appearance. You show up, wearing a simple blue day dress topped with an apron. And you surprise everyone by singing a little, getting applause from the audience.

The story moves on, and now Belle has taken her father’s place as the Beast’s prisoner. 

“I’ll show ya to your room.” 

“My room? But I though-” 

“If ya wanna stay here, fine by me!” Atsumu says harshly, then looks at your tear stained face. He knows you’re just playing your part, but he actually feels bad about having yelled at you. “I me-” 

*“The Beast leads Belle to her room,”  Atsumu deflates as he gets interrupted by the narrator. 

He’s relieved when not long after, there comes the ballroom scene, which means the whole thing is almost over. 

The audience gasps as the spotlight falls on you dressed in a ball gown at the top of a set of stairs to the left side of the stage, while you’re too busy carefully descending the steps. You’re afraid you might trip on your heels. Or get your feet tangled in your skirts and roll down instead. When you reach the center of the room, it’s Atsumu’s turn to make his way down from the other set of stairs on the right. 

He’s right in front of you and now that the light shines upon you both, he can fully take in the image of you. 

The song begins to play and you dance. There’s no dialogue, but he still speaks.

“You look pretty.” He smiles sheepishly. 

 Staring at the cute ears on his head, you let out a small laugh, looking radiant, “Thank you.” 

Belle returns after being set free with a new revelation, and Atsumu is your next victim when the confession scene rolls in. The audience is moved to tears by your delivery and stare expectantly when the lights go out, meaning the spell was broken and the return of the prince. 

Atsumu hurries backstage for the outfit change, gladly to finally get rid of the ridiculous costume. He takes off the itchy claws, his shirt, the fake hair around his face that tickles, the fake fangs that hurt his lip earlier, and off goes the wig all with horns and ears. 

You start to worry when Atsumu doesn’t come out and you’re there standing in the dark for more than you should. The audience starts to murmur, also wondering what’s taking so long for the play to continue.  In the shadows, the team sees you as you pick up the skirt of your dress and run following the same direction he went. 

“What happened?” You ask as soon as you get backstage. 

Everyone turns to you. Atsumu stands in the middle, sitting on a chair, shirtless, almost all parts of his costume gone except his pants, and well, the wig. One of the girls from the costume department stands close, trying one more time to yank it off. 

“Ouch!” He yelps, swatting the hands away. “I told ya to stop that!” Then his eyes meet yours through the mirror in front of him. 

He blushes in embarrassment but turns to you, “The stupid wig doesn’t come off!” 

Why was this happening to him? After he accepted his fate and went through being part of the stupid play now there’s a stupid wig that won’t come out of his head. Did they put glue on it? He didn’t want to be the bald twin. 

“What do we do now?” 

You stare at Atsumu and see his frustration.

“Don’t worry, we’ll fix this. It’ll be fine.” you encourage him, holding one of his hands with yours.

“Y/n? Atsumu?” 

“Kita-senpai!” 

“Is something wrong? Oh, we brought this. For you.” 

It’s then you notice the flower bouquet he’s holding. He hands them to you. 

“Thank you.” You say as your heart melts a little. He was so sweet. 

You move on to tell him what’s wrong and see his genuine concern but everyone’s worries vanish with two words. 

“He’s perfect!” 

—

The lights come back on, you’re back on stage with

Kita?!

The girls grip their chest as if they’re hearts have been stricken and it’s too much to take. What they’re witnessing is utter perfection. A third year - and it’s not any third year-, Kita Shinsuke, stands there as the Prince who seems to shine without the need of the limelight. As if fallen from heaven itself. It brings some of them to tears as hearts seem to float around them. 

It’s the final scene, the kiss. You stare up at your upperclassman, flustered, then he leans in and kisses you. On the cheek, close to your lips. Because you didn’t need to kiss for real. 

When he pulls back, he dedicates you a soft smile which you return. 

The audience erupts in applause and you hear your friends whoop and holler.

The curtain closes.

–

Last night, you were exhausted and surrendered to sleep without problem. Today, you were back up again for day two. But this time around, you were going exclusively to enjoy the last of it as a visitor along with the rest of the volleyball team. 

You ate, took group photos, saw the different projects and exhibitions, and participated in different games and contests. 

Now for the big closing, there will be fireworks. 

“Where’s Y/n? She’s going to miss it!” 

“I think she went back inside.” 

“I’ll go look for her.” 

Atsumu headed back inside the school after you. The hallways were dark, soft moonlight seeping in from the windows. There was yellow light coming from one of the classrooms, escaping from the panel on the door and from under it. 

“Y/n? What are you doing here? We found a good spot.” 

“Ah, Atsumu. I just- It’s a little windy outside and I forgot to bring a jacket.” You admit. He nods in understanding. The nights were beginning to get a little chilly. Atsumu wasn’t a fan of the cold. At that moment it’s impossible for him to ignore that he’s not wearing one either, and so he can’t lend it to you. 

“We can ask one of the others to lend you one.” 

Absolutely not, “It’s alright, really. But you can go back with the others.” 

“I’ll stay here with you.”  He moves to sit next to you near a window. 

As you begin to complain back and forth -you telling him it’s alright and that he can go while he argues that he doesn’t mind and won’t leave you alone-, you had tuned out everything else and for a moment you had forgotten what was about to happen. You jump in place and nearly fall from your seat when the first bang is set and then follows an explosion of colors in the sky. 

Atsumu moves and catches you, but it’s so sudden you both end up falling on your asses. You managed to miss him, landing between his spread out legs instead, and you laugh, turning your head slightly to look back at him. “You alright?” 

“Yeah.” He holds back a grimace and smiles back at you. You both don’t make a move to stand up. Instead you turn to look out the window excitedly, the sparkles filling your vision, mouth open in awe as you take in the scene. Atsumu stares at you at first, then leans back on his arms contentedly while he stays there watching the fireworks with you. 

As long as you’re with your friends, any spot could become a good spot. 

Extra 14: Chef Miya Osamu and Miss Maid Manager: The Miracle Duo! [223]

You’re sitting nearby Osamu in the makeshift kitchen after the rush has died down. There’s this mouth watering smell in the air from whatever the boy is making. You’d seen hearts floating around the cafe all the while you’d tended to the tables. 

Osamu steals a few glances at you. Seeing you dressed in a maid outfit was not on his bingo card for today. He’s sure there’d be chaos if the others were here. Especially his twin who had a thing for dramatics - so dramatic but for what he’s heard apparently he sucks on stage. He laughs inwardly to himself but can’t help to pity you a little for what you’re in for later-. He noticed though, while you’re sitting there resting you’d quite spaced out, a content look on your face. 

A plate is placed in front of you, and you return to planet Earth, still in work mode. 

Osamu stops you, “It’s for you.”, and chuckles a little at your surprise.

“Oh. Thank you. But you didn’t have to.” 

He scoffs, “Please. I think I’ve heard your stomach grumble at least twice.” 

Your face reddens in embarrassment. 

When you try it, Osamu stares expectantly, awaiting your reaction. 

There are more hearts floating around the kitchen, this time coming from you as you hum in delight. Osamu smiles with pride, satisfied.

Extra 15: Sorry for the blur, my camera doesn’t focus on the fake [201]

A few days pass, and Rintarō’s class starts to get complaints after they've delivered the pictures to everyone that went to their class for the photo booth.

The pair of photographers are sitting in front of their class organizer. She’s ninety nine percent sure of who’s responsible, but to make it fair and not jump to accusations, she drops the question. 

“Which of you is responsible for the blurry pictures?” 

The girl side eyes Suna, positive she wasn’t. 

“What?” Then, he grabs one of the pictures. A blurred faced girl. He turns to his partner, “That girl was awful. She was mean to you while asking only for me to take the photo. And this guy,” He turned to the organizer, “skipped the line.” 

“What about this one?” She holds up a group photo. Among them is the boy who’d swapped his ticket with his, face blurred. Being petty, he’d ruined it after the kissing booth deception attempt. 

He shrugged, answering simply and sincerely, “I just don’t like him.” 

*

He takes out his notebook for class, and doesn’t notice a crumpled paper slip peeking at the bottom and about to fall from between the sheets.

When it did, there was a ticket with number 6, never to be seen. 

Extra 16: The Villain of the Story  [140]

“Okay, girls, I heard there’s a kiss scene in class A’s play. We have to stop Atsumu from kissing the volleyball manager.” 

“Are they kissing for real for the play?”

“Of course they are! And if we didn’t know, would you wanna risk it?”

“No…” 

“Okay, then. What should we do?” 

“Why don’t we drop a barrel of paint on them?” 

“We don’t want to ruin his hair!” 

“Drop the curtains?” 

“Nah, they might fix it up too soon. And it’s too risky to get up there and down without getting busted.” 

“And we could hurt someone down on stage.” 

“That too.” 

“I got it! One of you is going backstage to mess up his last costume change. With the flurry of people going to and fro, they won’t notice if someone that isn’t part of the team sneaks in!” 

Extra 17: And He Huffed and He Puffed

“If only you were triplets, you would've been perfect for “Three Little Pigs.””

“Ha,ha. Very funny.” 

They’d come to almost do it in junior high ( someone had slipped that into the suggestion box) but nobody else needed to know that. 

“You could still do it for Halloween.” 

“No way.” 

You snorted, imagining Atsumu dressed in costume. 

“What if y/n was the third one?”  

“What? Why are you involving me?” 

They ignored you, “Would you do it then?” 

Guess he would. And you all did, grudgingly.

“Just so you know. I own the brick house.” 

(Rintarō was the big bad wolf).

A/N: We've reached part 10! I can't believe it. Just reaching part 6 was a stretch (does any of y'all remember my struggles back then? XD). Thank you so much for reading this story and showing it love. Means a lot.

The name of this chapter is word play. “Fall” as in the season, “Fall” as in, did I get you to fall for something that didn’t happen (probably once or twice XD)?, and “Fall” literally. There was a lot of falling here heheh. I wrote the first part second. I never imagined I'll write this much for Shiratorizawa and here I go narrating most of their match. I just love Tendou sm. And Oikawa!! Still not sure if I write him good enough but I was dying to find a way to introduce him here.

So much to say about this and that but don't want to make a long ass note like I tend to do.

Anyways, hope you love this one. I went insane and wrote for days beginning right after posting the previous part.

Until next time! - Youmarin

(don't be surprised if I disappear for a while again. I might've fried my brain working on this one).

P.S.: Atsumu ran into your mom and your brother after you split up in festival day 1.

[kaminocasey]

1,2, and/or 11 with Hunter please! Congrats on 700! That's amazing!

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Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI; Angst-ish? Slightly suggestive language. WC: 1K 1. “I’m not going anywhere.” 2. “I think I’m in love with you.” 11. “Keep your eyes on me.”

“Is Omega still over at Lyana’s?” You ask Hunter as you come into the living room. 

“Yeah, she is- Oh. You look nice.” Hunter smiles at you softly, making you go warm all over. “Where are you headed?” 

“I’m just going for a walk.” You shrug, nonchalantly.

“Why do you look so dolled up?” Echo’s voice cuts through the room as he walks in. 

“I’m not dolled up.” You turn to look at him. 

“She’s probably got a date with Yuno.” Wrecker teases.

“Shut up.” You roll your eyes, going warm in the face. “We’re just going down to the beach.” 

Your whole body floods with warmth again as you notice Hunter taking in your sundress, his eyes traveling down your entire body. Why does he have this effect on you? 

“Just don’t get sand in unmentionable places. Believe me, it sucks.” Echo pats you on your shoulder.

“I don’t even want to know how you know that.” You laugh. 

Echo throws you a wink and goes into the kitchen. When you turn around to face Hunter, he looks up from clearly having been looking at your legs. It makes you burn in all the right places. But… Hunter is your sergeant… You’ve been trying to put those feelings aside for a couple years now. Unfortunately, they always seem to creep back up. 

“Alright. I’ll see you guys later.” You start to head to the door, needing to clear your head before you start to dwell on those thoughts.

“Is he here?” Hunter stands up and everyone gives him a weird look.

What is with him tonight? Normally, he’s not so in your business. 

“No, I’m meeting him down at the beach?” You look at Hunter, confused.

Hunter lets out a humorless snort. “He can’t even pick you up? Some guy.”

Wrecker, Tech, and Crosshair all look at each other and then exit the room. “What’s your problem?” You ask him, putting your hands on your hips. 

“I just think you could do better than Yuno, is all.” Hunter shrugs. 

Your eyebrows furrow. “You do know it’s none of your business who I spend time with, right?” 

“I… I know that.” Hunter sighs. “I’ve just heard the way Yuno talks about women…”

The realization that he really is just looking out for you hits and you feel the tension drain from your body, unable to be mad at him anymore. You see his shoulders relax as well. 

“You’re sweet to care.” You smile, softly. “Thank you. But… We’re just hanging out. Okay?” 

“Alright.” Hunter sighs. 

You give him one last smile and then head out, making your way down the cobbled stone streets of Pabu, toward the beach. But as you walk, you can’t help but wonder about Hunter. About what was really bothering him. Why the sudden interest in your whereabouts or who you’re hanging out with. Since you’d all found peace after getting Omega, Tech, and Crosshair back, Hunter seemed more relaxed. But now… well. Who knows? 

When you get down to the dock, you don’t see Yuno yet so you sit on the edge and wait, patiently. 

After about forty minutes, you realize Yuno isn’t coming. Which is fine, honestly. Whatever. You didn’t like Yuno that much anyway. But now, you’re embarrassed. Because if Hunter finds out, he’ll probably never let you hear the end of it. 

As if on time, you hear a throat clearing. Turning around, you’re expecting to find Yuno finally showing up, but instead find Hunter. With a sigh, you turn back toward the ocean. 

“He didn’t show. You were right.” You chuckle. 

He quietly sits next to you.

“If you’ve come to say ‘I told you so’, I understand…” You murmur, leaning against the wooden dock post. 

Hunter puts a hand on your shoulder and you look at him, softly. His hands are always so warm and so careful. You’ve lost track of the amount of times you’ve gotten lost in thought over those hands.

“I’m not here to say ‘I told you so’. I’m here because I care about you.” He smiles ever so slightly.

“You care about me…” You look down at your feet dangling over the water. 

“Of course I do.” His hand falls from your shoulder to your own hand that rests between you.

Your chest tightens slightly at his admission.

“I… I more than care about you…” He whispers. 

You look up at him. “What do you mean?” 

He couldn’t mean… There’s no way.

“I think… no… I am… I’m in love with you.” Hunter confesses, taking your hand and holding it.

“You are?” 

“I am. I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to tell you… and I completely understand if you don’t feel the same way-” He starts to ramble but you cut him off by quickly capturing his lips with yours, unable to hold back any longer. 

His lips are so soft and feel like home to you, like everything that has happened to you has led right up to this moment. This perfect moment. 

“Does that mean you feel the same?” He chuckles, brushing his thumb across your cheek. 

You laugh. “Yes. Very much so.” 

“Thank the Maker. I was so nervous.” He lets out a soft breathy laugh and you can’t help but grin at him, not minding the continuous fluttering in your stomach. 

“Let’s go home so I can properly cook for you and treat you how you deserve to be treated.” He stands up, offering his hand.

You take it and as you walk back toward home, he doesn’t let go. And as you walk past Yuno and his latest conquest who he seemed to have blown you off for, Hunter tilts your chin up toward him. 

“Hey, keep your eyes on me.” He grins down at you as you continue walking.

“I have no reason to look anywhere else.” You promise him, getting lost in the brown eyes that have been your favorite since the moment they looked your way. 

The moment that you approach the house, your lips are on his again and dinner is momentarily forgotten as he pushes you up against the siding, not ready to let Echo, Crosshair, Tech, or Wrecker ruin the moment yet. 

“I’m never letting you go.” Hunter whispers against your lips.

“Somehow, I’m okay with that.” You laugh softly as your lips find each other again.

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