#he just has to make sure this one wont follow in n's footsteps

[cheemken]

Knight I just had a big brain moment (I hope). I was thinking about what AU I could create and then I started thinking about Unova characters, mainly N, Iris, and Ghetsis. Then it hit me

What if Iris, alongside N, was raised by Ghetsis?

Idk how they’d meet, whether it’s in Unova or Ghetsis just happened to be in Johto before she got adopted, but they do end up meeting through Ghetsis’ Hydregion who was a Zweilous at the time. I imagine Zweilous ran away from Ghetsis after another attempt to force him to evolve early, and when he goes to look for his Pokémon Ghetsis finds him with Iris. And he was just going to return Zweilous to his pokeball before leaving but.. the Deino line are infamous for being one of the hardest to raise, and here was a young child who calmed down a Zweilous she just met. The more Ghetsis looked at the girl who had calmed down a raging dragon type with the touch of her hand and a few words, did he realized how much control she had in the situation

How she was almost in control of Zweilous

How she was controlling a powerful Dragon Type

I imagine N was a cover, a distraction, for Iris. So the League would focus on him and not on Iris, who infiltrated the league as a gym leader and then the Champion. Her job was to give all the private information to Ghetsis and help destroy it from the inside

Screaming crying punching the wall throwing the absolute fuck up omfs Iris being Queen of Plasma

THATS DOPE THOOO CBMXBCMD oughhhhh Iris and N siblings REAL😭😭

God but Ghetsis having to deal w two kids who can talk to pkmn, one was just limited to Dragons, and he calls both of them freaks and god my heart can't take that but like cjxmcbmxnxmd OUGGGHHHHHH

But also man that must be rough for N tho bc knowing Ghetsis he probs made it really clear to N that he would just be there as a diversion, as a shield, for his own sister who their father has greater plans for than him. His sister was going to be a hero, and he wasn't opposed, she was nice to him, but damn he also sees how shit Ghetsis treats them and Iris probably still believed he genuinely cares bc for most of their lives he was the only one who showed an ounce of care for them

God fucking imagine tho, just as they got the stone of Zekrom/Reshiram, it didn't respond to Iris, rather it responded to N. And even Ghetsis was surprised. He was so sure, so fucking sure, that Iris would be the one to call out the Dragon, she had proven herself time and time and time again that she was a strong and capable Dragon master, that she could speak to them, that she could control them. And yet the legendary dragon did not listen to her.

Ghetsis was pissed, no this wasn't the plan, it was supposed to listen to Iris, it was supposed to recognize Iris as the Hero of Truth/Ideals, not N. Well, he just has to make do w what he has, N still listened to him, N still believed their cause was good, so he attacked Hil w his new Dragon. But man imagine how that'd fuck up Iris too cjmxbxmx

Like homegirl was led to believe she was going to be the one who'd Zekrom/Reshiram see as a hero, not her brother. But watching her brother command the dragon, watching her brother be beaten by the other hero, she doesn't know what to feel anymore. Before Ghetsis could even show her how pissed he was, she ran away, leaving behind Plasma, leaving behind her family.

Hiding was easy for Iris, she and N loved hide and seek, she always won. So she hid. Hid from the people of Unova, from Drayden, from N, from Ghetsis especially. She got to Lacunosa, hid within the Giant Chasm, and to her surprise she saw a slumbering dragon within the cave.

Kyurem. He said his name was. He was lonely.

Iris stayed w him ofc, stayed w him for two years, until Ghetsis found her. She was scared, terrified at what he'd do to her, but he knelt before her, giving her praises at finding a legendary dragon, especially since Kyurem was shown to be protective of Iris, having grown attached to her, despite not being held captive by a pokeball.

Ghetsis' plan failed two years ago, but w Kyurem under Iris' control, and w Iris still fearing him, still the most obedient child, he's sure he won't fail this time.

[cheriladycl01]

The Rookie Prodigy - Carlos Sainz x Driver! Reader Part 8

Plot: You are a rookie coming into the 2022 season of Formula One into Alfa Romeo with team member Zhou Guanyu, being in a mid tier team can you help them rise up the ranks. What pressures occur for the only rookies within the 2022 line up!

You and Carlos took the flight to Spain from Miami together. After you slept in his hotel room for the night you knew you’d have to stay with him atleast until the Spanish Grand Prix. You felt so unsafe whenever you turned a corner, but being with Carlos made you feel like you weren’t fully alone.

By the time you got to his home it was the middle of the night and nobody was awake. The house was dark and quiet but you could tell that it was his family home from all the dark portraits of him and his family lining the walls in the entry way.

“Is this you?” You ask politely looking at the funny photo of a young toddler Carlos with cake smushed all over his face.

“Yes but don’t … don’t look at that” he sighs trying to pull you away from the many photos of him and his sisters and parents. Those photos then bled into those of his extended family that you did not recognise.

“It’s cute, that your mum and dad keep all this. And that you still have a room here” you smile kindly at him.

“Mmmm, I guess. Look I don’t want to make too much noise, I know my sisters have work early tomorrow so let’s go up to my room” he says taking your wrist to guide you up the stairs.

You follow his every footstep to make sure not to hit any of the planks of wood that will groan under weight. It was clear Carlos knew how to get in quietly. You make it up the large wooden staircase and he walks you carefully down the corridor.

For a minute you feel like a teenager again, no worries in the world apart from the wrath of a teenage boys mothers whose caught the two of you coming back into his room.

But the reason you are here with Carlos isn’t just because he’s snuck you back into his room after a night out. It’s for you safety, as many people out there, don’t like you right now.

Part of you thought it would have been wise to reach out to Lewis and see what he had to say. After all he was a large part to play in all this. At the same time you didn’t want him to feel guilty as though this was his fault.

Once Carlos had quietly shut the door of his room, he helped drag your case into the corner of the room.

“I’ll take the floor and you can take my bed” Carlos says in hushed tones, smiling softly looking over you.

“If you are okay with it, I’d rather share the bed with you. Y-your bed is against the wall, so if you lay next to me i’d feel safer… because no-one could get to me” you say sheepishly.

“You set the rules for us Y/N, it’s better if i go to the floor. I dont want to start something you wont let me finish. No-one can get to you in this house, you are safe!” he admits and you sigh.

Carlos was someone you wanted in your corner, luckily the Spaniard was a mature enough man to put behind him everything that occured between the two of you and be there for you as a friend.

But you couldn’t help but feel the … distance between the both of you. And it was growing more and more each day. At the hotel, he saw you in a moment of completley vulnerability and it’s not often that Carlos Sainz has women crying infront of him, that arent fans of course. So hugging you, and holding you as you sniffled yourself to sleep felt like the right thing to do.

But it broke his heart knowing that nothing would come of it, as you’d made those wishes very clear all that time ago. Career focused lady … at one point in life Carlos thought that was something very attractive in a woman, he’d be lying if he said he didnt now but he couldn’t help but be slightly annoyed at the world and how you assume you’ll be viewed if you were to ever be involved with a driver.

But then you also both had the answer to how people would react from the state that your home was left in all because there were rumours between you and Lewis.

Once you too thought about the consequences of sharing a bed, you agreed as the last thing you wanted to do was force the friendship down a rocky path, one where your jobs are affected on track.

That was the last thing you wanted.

“Are you sure the floor is okay? I feel really bad” you frown as you sit on the edge of his bed, looking at where he is stood across the room.

“Yeah, i have stuff from when my sisters used to have sleepovers in here with me” he smiles in a nostalgic sort of way, thinking of when he was younger.

“You used to have sleepovers?” you ask cocking a brow,not having expected that from him. However you could tell that he was very much a family man.

“Lets go to sleep hermosa, we can dicuss my family life more tomorrow, but you need rest” he sighs, starting to lay down a thin single matress next to the bed. He grabbed blankets from the wooden closet and a pillow from the bed you’d be sleeping in.

“Sorry, no spares” he says before settling and laying down. He’d changed into some pijamas behind a little partition in his room. He gestured for you to take your turn.

You were desperate for a shower and to scrub off the entire Miami weekend. She wanted to bask under some warm water, but knew that wasnt a possibility at this time of night and in a shared house.

You changed into a large t-shirt before awkwardly shuffling back round to get into his bed.

Despite him not being there often the sheets still smelt like … him. His cologne or his body wash and it was an intoxicating smell that had you laying on your back staring at the ceiling questioning everything.

“Carlos?” You ask quietly to see if he was awake, but when there was no reply you figure he is probably asleep.

“Maybe in another reality you and I could be something more, I think one of my biggest regrets in life will be pushing you away that day and my biggest fear is loosing you as a person in my corner, however that may be. You’ve been kind to me in the short time you’ve known me and made me feel safe and protected when I’ve never felt more vulnerable. I just hope you know that I’m thankful for everything you’ve done and I wish I could let that part of myself open up to you” you sigh letting out everything you’d been thinking throughout the day.

That night you’d slept the most peacefully you had done in years. And you couldn’t help but feel thankful to Carlos.

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[samarecharm]

I love seeing the kitty post again bc it reminded me of an incredibly old hc of mine. Akira is like “(whispering)Ann. There is no way in fucking hell i am letting you strip naked in front of someone we dont know and dont trust (yusuke). Like that is just not happening.” And theres like a beat before akira is like. Out loud- ‘Let me do it instead.’ Which Yusuke immediately agrees too

Bc Akira 1) literally has to go to the bathhouse nightly bc the cafe does not have a convenient shower in its tiny washroom; he does not care in the slightest about stripping in front of anyone. 2) Ann JUST joined this team, and she is automatically placed in the position of ‘family i want to protect’; he would never forgive himself if something actually happened to ann, even if he thinks Yusuke is at worst, an eccentric little man. And 3). Yusuke is pretty 👉🏾👈🏾 he is so pretty and he wants to hang out w the w pretty boy and talk to him :) and if Yusuke spends the whole time complimenting Akira and his body that is an extra bonus

His acting is way better than Anns, and so some time during the painting, hes like !! ‘I think i heard something’ and rushes to get his clothes on in a very believable fit of panic. And its enough to make Yusuke believe Madarame came home early, which in turn makes HIM panic (which makes akira SO upset; that is not a look he wants to see on Yusuke ever again). And as Akira is running around trying to find a way out (finding the Door blocking them in the palace), he spots Mona struggling w the door and NEARLY freaks out.

“Is there a back door somewhere? I wont be able to jump out of a window and I dont want to bump into him trying to leave through the front.”

“N-no there isnt,” Yusuke says, stammering a bit “but you can just stay in my Room until he settles in-“

“Will he NOT check your room?”

Yusuke looks VISIBLY distressed. “Yes. I-I mean, no, he may search my quarters, but he will most certainly check THIS room; its safer to be caught in my room than for us to be caught in this one.”

And Akira is like. Why is that? With the facade gone, Yusuke will admit later down the line that he was more scared of Akira in that split second than the possibility of confronting his sensei. “You live here. Youve lived here for years? And Madarame has a room that, if you walk into it, is a death sentence in your eyes. Because you know thats not outside the realm of possibility.”

Yusuke sees Morgana behind Akira w a little pick in his mouth and he can hear the door creaking open.

“Yusuke. You know this.”

He refuses to comment.

Suddenly, Akira hears Real footsteps. Ones that he is sure belongs to Madarame. And its different when hes Pretending to run for his life, its another when he KNOWS hes in danger.

“Morgana. Inside.”

Yusuke sees the cat scamper inside the room before he feels Akira grip the front of his shirt and yank him inside, past the decorated door.

Akira is already on his phone, searching for the app, when Morgana pulls the string to illuminate the room. He sees the paintings. And he can see that Yusuke has seen them too. Hundreds of them lining the walls. Copies upon copies upon copies upon copies littering every inch of this room.

When Madarame comes in, he gives some half hearted excuse, and when Yusuke sees through it, threatens them. Akira, not keen on having Yusuke hurt(and NOT keen on having this boy yelled at), drags him by the hand outside of the room, away from the screaming and onto the streets. He says “trust me, please” and before Yusuke can nod his head, hes falling.

Ann thinks its so funny. Ryuji rushing to catch Yusuke as he plummets into the palace, and hes like “WHAT. You are Not Akira,” as he puts him down. Followed by Akira himself crashlanding into Yusukes arms. Hes visibly shaking, but hes a mix between scared shitless and unbearably giddy.

“Hey. You trusted me.”

“I dont think I had much of a choice, if I am being honest.”

And Akiras like youre right. You really didnt. But I promise you, starting now, you will have a choice. I want to help you, I want you to have agency in your life. And its really scary taking that first step (punching shido, standing up for someone else. Confronting your abuser, standing up for yourself) but im going to make sure its worth it. I swear to god im going to make sure its worth it.

And like. TBH. Akira cant help himself. Hes a sucker for pretty faces. And unfortunately for him, fate has put every fucking pretty face with a sob story in his path and he CANT just leave them there !

[imlilconcerned]

Next 2 Weeks Part 2

Part 1

Summary: Rafe talks you into going on the yacht with him. You guys try to make dinner and you two get sidetracked.

Pairings: Rafe x (fem)reader

Warnings: 18+ smut, oral (fem and male receiving), vaginal (baby pill), that's pretty much it if I miss any let me know

Word count: 1.4k

“Babe come on let’s go on the Yacht, it will be fun. I promise please Y/N.” Rafe begged as he followed you to his room out of the bathroom. As you picked up your bag to get clothes out of it. “Are you sure your dad wont find out?” You question pulling your shirt on. “Yea and even if he found out he wouldn't be mad. As long as it comes back in one piece.” “Ok fine, let’s do it.” You say walking over to him. “Yay, thank you baby, come on then get your things ready.” You gave him a kiss then walked back over to your bag and dragged it to the bathroom. Putting your toothbrush in it.

Then Rafe came up behind you and grabbed the bag. “I got it Y/N, you go eat something.” he says into your ear, you nod and go to head out the bathroom on your way out he smacks your ass. Causing you to giggle. After a few more minutes of you waiting in the kitchen you heard Rafe’s footsteps coming down the stairs, with your bags in his hands. “You ready to go?” He questions. “Yep, shall we.” “We shall.” You both share a smile, walking out of the house, closing the back door behind you, locking it.

He helps you on the yacht, once he gets on you follow him up the stairs. To a huge master bedroom. You have only been on the yacht once before, It was when you two both started going out he brought you up here and fucked on top of it where the steering wheel is. You got snapped out of your trance by Rafe bumping into your arm. “Shit Rafe, is this your room? It’s huge.” you say following him deeper into the room. “Nope, it’s my dad’s and Rose’s.” he says, moving to the bathroom and putting the toilet trees on the counter.

“Don’t say anything Y/N, I know you're gonna say it’s a bad idea but just live a little. Ok?” he turns around and looks into your eyes leaning in to kiss you. You kiss him back, giving him a small smile and nodding your head. “Come on, let’s go make something for dinner. I’m hungry.” you say pulling on his arm, to try and move him out of the room. He complies and he leads you to the kitchen. It was a pretty big sized kitchen with a gorgeous marble countertop. He opens the fridge and pulls a pizza out of it. “How long has that been in there?” you ask, stepping back a little. “I don’t know and I don’t wanna open it to find out.” He throws it in the trash.

And goes to the cabinets and pulls out a box of noodles and some tomato sauce. “I guess we’re having spaghetti.” you say. “I guess we are.” While he gets the pan and places it on the stove, you turn it on. He fills a cup of water and dumps it in the pot. Then once it starts boiling you put the noodles in then cover the pot. You sit on the counter, as Rafe throws the empty box away. And walks between your legs you wrap your legs around his torso pulling him in closer, connecting your lips.

He grabs your shirt tugging it up, making you disconnect from him and lift up your arms. Before you connect your lips again you pull Rafe’s off of him as well. “Wow Rafe I thought you were waiting to fuck me in your dad’s room.” you say as he sucks on your sweet spot. “Don’t worry baby, that's where round two is gonna happen.” He bits your sweet spot making you moan out. “Shit Rafe. What about dinner?” You question while playing with the little hairs by the top of his neck. He leans over and turns off the stove.

“We can eat later but if you really want something in your mouth then you better get on your knees like a good girl.” he says, pinching your chin so you could look him in the eyes. You slide off the counter and get on your knees. Tugging at the waistband of his shorts. You pull them down and he steps out of them. His cock is standing tall with precum leaking from the tip. You grab the base and lick a stripe up it. You kiss the tip, playing with it with your tongue before taking his full length in your mouth. You felt him hit the back of your throat causing his hips to buck forward. Making you choke on his cock. You look up at him through your lashes, his head leaned back out of pure bliss.

You continue to move up and down along his cock. “Holy Fuck Y/N your mouth feels so good around my cock.” He grabs your hair to guide you up and down his cock stopping at the back of your throat for a few seconds, only to make you gag. He released your hair to lean his hands on the counter in front of him. You knew he was about to cum, so you took your head off his cock standing up. “Don’t cry about it Rafey, I just want you to cum in me.” He pulls you in kissing you and picks you up, placing you on the counter once again. He unbuttons your pants, and you lift your hips so he could wiggle them off. He kissed down your body until he was on his knees kissing the inside of your thighs.

“Rafe you can eat me out later, right now I just want you in me.” He listens moving up and pulling you to the edge of the counter positioning his cock on the opening of your pussy. Pushing into you slowly, giving you some time to adjust. “Holy shit Rafe, you feel so good.” You moan. He thrusts into you hitting your spot every time making you roll your eyes to the back of your head and throw your head back against the countertop. “Shit Y/N you’re so tight.” He’s moving in and out of you relentlessly. “Fuck R- Rafe. hard-harder Rafe harder.” He does as told moving in and out of you faster and harder than before.

You started to slide back on the countertop making Rafe have to pull out of you and flip you over before you could complain. He shoved his cock back inside of you, filling you with his cock once again. Pounding into you. “Oh my god Rafe, I’m gonna cum.” You manage to moan out in between his hard thrusts. “Cum for me baby I got you.” with his words and a few more thrusts you came around him. With his high arriving shortly after yours. He rode out both of your highs. He pulled out of you and turned you over picking you up carrying you to the room. “Lay back and relax baby, I’m just still a little hungry.”

With that he plops you on the bed spreading your legs then getting to work. He starts tongue fucking you while his thumb cricled your clit. He then had them switch positions. Moving his fingers into your entrance with them hitting your g-spot. He moved his tongue up to your clit, absolutely just going to town. Eating you like you were his last meal. “Rafe I’m close.” When he hears you say that he switches up on you again. Removing his fingers from your cunt, and putting them in your mouth using his free arm to hold your hips down to the bed. As he devoured you, you were a mess underneath him. Your moans filling up the large master bedroom. His fingers were still in your mouth, as you tried to tell him you were cumming but he already knew. He mumbled against your clit. “Cum for me baby I know you want to.” with that you came again.

He sat up crawling up your body kissing you so you could taste yourself. “That felt so fucking good.” You say breathlessly. Laying on his chest. After a while of just laying like that you lifted your head up to look at him saying “Hey Rafe.” “Yea Y/N.” “Can we order something for dinner? I'm actually hungry now.” you both laughed at your statement. “Yea sure babe. Then we can get ready for bed and we’ll get headed out on the water in the morning. Sounds good, hun?” He said looking down at you smiling. “Sounds perfect.”

[germvity]

rises the moon

leon s kennedy x reader // 3 // hell's comfort

"come sit down, jill. we'll explain." leon gestures to the cot as you rest your head on his bicep. "sure." jill shrugs, following the two of you in, and settling down on the other end of the makeshift bed. when leon sits with his back against the wall, you curl up into his side, still uncertain of jill's company as the blonde speaks to her about what he's gathered so far.

genre: angst with comfort, fluff <3

tags: leon being a sweetie/protective, he wants to help, jill still may be ooc im sorry :(, big bully david >:(, there will be bullying in this chap, the entity (tm), leon literally being a big puppy, cuddles!, biggie slow burn. the entity literally just vibing. handcuffs 🥵, fighting

warnings: bullying + violence, fighting, crying, angst

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jill had left to think already, leaving the two of you alone. both she and leon wanted to help you, but you don't know how they could when it was you (and leon) against the world here. "c'mon, you must be hungry." leon smiles, offering you his hand when he gets up. "not really.." you mumble, avoiding his soft gaze. "really? you haven't eaten since... well i'm not sure but you haven't eaten yet! let's keep your strength up." leon says, taking your smaller hand in his and leading you in the direction of the campsite. "wait! i don't wanna go there..!" you cry, jerking backwards to your shack, pulling leon with you. "okay, okay." leon grabs your arms to give them soothing rubs as he hushes you incase anyone hears your panic. "you wait in the shack, and i'll go get us some food, yeah?" the officer smiles but you refuse to let him go so easily. "can't we wait a little longer..?" you pout and leon sighs. "no, i'm making it my duty to take care of you, and that includes making sure you eat." he says, letting go of you to take your hands. "i'll keep you safe. i promise." you can't help but give in, following leon towards the campsite reluctantly.

you tense at the sight of the others, but they didn't see you or leon, too busy wrapped up in conversations. "come on whilst they're unaware." leon whispers, leading you to the fake kitchen area the entity had set up. a pot of oatmeal bubbled, and you grimaced at the sight and smell of it. "hmm.. there has to be something around here..." leon hums to himself, letting go of you to search around. "leon.." you whine at the sound of footsteps, grabbing his arm to hide behind him. "what?" he whispers back, turning to the door where claudette stood.

leon's stomach sank as she stared at you. she opened her mouth to say something but leon cut her off. "please, don't tell the others. we're just getting some food and we'll leave." he raises his hand as if claudette was a feral animal, trying to show that neither of you were a threat. claudette hesitates, glancing over her shoulder at the campsite before looking back at the two of you. "david!" she called, and leon cursed under his breath. "i'm sorry..." she whispers before leaving. "what?!" the brit yells, his eyes darkening at the sight of you and leon. "well, well.. look who's in our camp." he spits, crossing his arms. your breathing picks up and you grasp leon's sleeve tightly. "david." leon straightens up his posture, pulling you fully behind him. "what ya got there, rookie?" david taunts, jumping to try and get to you but leon moves with him, hiding you affectively. "leave them alone, king." leon demands, voice harsh.

the fighter laughs loudly, and your stability crumbles at the sight of the whole camp staring at you. "leon.." you whisper, voice wavering. "where've you two been anyway? off fucking somewhere i presume." david sneers, trying to take another lunge at leon, but the officer is quicker, still trying to keep you away from your harasser. "leon..!" you whimper again but it falls on deaf ears as leon argues with david. "you're wrong actually. unlike you i actually care for the people around me. that's why i'm a much better person than you." leon shoots back, and david snaps, swinging for the blonde.

leon ducks, pushing you out the way as he tackles david. the fight escalates as the camp gathers round, some cheering on leon whilst the majority egged on david. "leon!" you yelp, shrinking back with cowardice despite your burning desire to help him. you gasp as arms tighten around your waist, pulling you away from the fight. "leon!" you wail again, catching the blonde's attention as he punches david. "y/n!" leon yells, going to scramble after you but is stopped by david grabbing his ankle and pulling him back for more.

twisting around, leon's boot found david face as he kicks the other man away, turning back around to scramble to get you, but you were already gone. "shit." leon hisses, not seeing how jill was running off in your direction. david's nose poured with blood as he groans, getting up to swing at leon. catching his wrist, the blonde quickly detains the fighter, handcuffing him before stumbling off into the tree line to try and find you.

you whimper as jake sets you down on a fallen tree, letting him ruffle your hair. "you alright?" he asks softly, and you shake your head no. "uhh..." jake glances back at the campsite through the trees. "hold it, asshole!" a female voice snaps, and jill emerges through the brush. "jill!" you yelp, getting up to latch onto your new friend. "cool, i was just leaving." jake shrugs, trudging back to the camp. "are you alright." jill asks as she glares at jake. "leon... where's leon?" you whimper as jill sits you back down. "don't worry about him, are you alright?" jill asks, cupping your face with her hands, wiping away any tears with her thumbs. "y/n! jill! thank god." leon gasps as he hurries to you. "are you alright?" leon asks desperately as he searches you for wounds. "they seem fine, just a bit shaken." jill answers for you. you cling to leon tightly, crying against his neck as he scoops you into his arms. "it's alright. i'm okay. i'm sorry that went down, i should of had you wait in your shack." leon sighs, holding you tight. "i'm gonna go check on everyone, try and keep the peace." jill stands, ruffling leon's hair before leaving. "thanks." leon calls after her and the woman only salutes over her shoulder as she walks away.

"leon.." you whisper, voice hoarse. "i'm here." the blonde assures you, pulling away to wipe your tears. "i'm sorry he did this to you.." you frown, cupping leon's bruised face as shakes his head. "don't apologise for that asshole." leon says sternly. "it wouldn't of happened if i wasn't there! i'm sorry." you whimper, pressing your forehead against leon's for comfort as he sighs. "none of this is your fault. i'm gonna fix all of this, alright?" leon whispers, pulling your head away from him as he looks at you. you look unsure, but nod. you trust him fully and he knows it. he also knows that you both have the same idea, and leon can't help but sneak a glance at your lips as you grow a little closer to him. "leon..?" you mumble, and he smiles, pulling you a closer and closer.

"my sincerest apologies for interrupting, but i have some news." a shadowy voice interrupts and the two of you jump, leon pulling you into his chest protectively. "who's there?" he demands, searching for the voice. "i'm here." the entity purrs, deep voice rumbling in your ears. "no one is in trouble. it was quite amusing to watch your performance but mr. kennedy..." the god trails off as leon looks up at the dark sky. "i'm sorry to say that your handcuffs are being confiscated until i know you wont do this again." it says, dangling leon's cuffs above his head with a sharp claw. "i won't. i was forced to." leon reminds the entity that he started nothing, and you can practically hear the entity thinking. "i suppose so, but it is still unacceptable." the entity says, voice ever so calm. "what, and bullying your teammates isn't?!" leon snaps, standing to try and snatch his handcuffs back. "mr. kennedy..." the voice warns as it raises his handcuffs higher. "you're a monster. an absolute joke. when i figure out how to kill you, i swear-"

"mr. kennedy." the entity silences him with a firm snap and leon falls into silence. you glance at him nervously as more claws descend, grasping leon out of your hold and hauling him up like he weighed nothing.. "might i remind you that nothing can kill me. i am a god. i am your god. your pathetic little threat won't go unnoticed but for now i'm feeling generous as you are new, and most newcomers feel the same way." the entity's voice sends chills down your spine as you stare at leon anxiously. "i will grant you your handcuffs after fifteen successful trials. then you shall receive them. until then, i shall bid you farewell." the entity suddenly drops the blonde who lands on his back with a pained grunt.

"asshole.." leon hisses as the entity takes it's leave. "leon! are you alright." you rush to pamper the blonde as he sits up. "i'm fine, don't worry." leon flushes red, getting up and offering you his hand. "come on, lets get some rest, hm?" he smiles, and you take his hand to follow him into the woods.

[jaeyunavenue]

college heeseung au

you went to hs with heeseung and had the biggest crush on him, you thought you got over it during the summer but realized you have not after seeing him in one of your classes.

(TW: it does mention food/eating)

Your college courses were starting tomorrow and you were … well,,, ready for new experiences…not really, your friend texted you and asked you to meet her at the convenience store, which you agreed to

“oh ! you’re here” y/f/n said stuffing their face with shaved iced “did you get me one?”you asked taking a seat “sure did, your favorite flavor too” they said taking it out of the bag for you “are you ready for tomorrow” you said as you took a bite “no” y/f/n said shaking their head “im nervous, like i hope i meet my lover soon” they said as you laughed “like in the movies” you said trying to please them. you guys talked some more and ate some more snacks, “well i better get going now, it’s getting late and i wanna get up earlier to prepare my mind” You said getting up picking up the trash “okay ! i’ll meet you up tomorrow before classes” y/f/n said waving you off as you nodded and waved goodbye

The following morning you woke up dreading today, the thought of having to meet new people was turning your stomach. you got up from bed and got ready then made your way to the bus to head to school. you found y/f/n at the gates waiting for you “im about to barf” you said half jokingly “oh please, it’s going to be so fun” they said pulling you “i’ve got to go this way” you said pointing opposite “okay! good luck ! text me” your friend said smiling and waving away. you sighed making your way to your class alone, you took a breath and walked in taking a seat not too far back you were a couple minutes early so there wasn’t many students in the room. you took out your phone for bit and just scrolled online, a couple of more students walked with the professor following close behind , she greeted everyone and set her desk ready putting her books and laptop down. Another student walked in causing everyone to look up even you, heeseung. He has been your crush in high school for 2 years, but you were over it, right? yes . you’ve never really spoke to him, only when he asked if you had a pencil he could borrow or if you have seen one of his friends but other than that you just had some classes with him. You haven’t seen him since graduation and right now he’s looking really good. you quickly look away trying to hide yourself, you saw his feet pass by you as you were looking down. He took a seat behind you “sh!t” you thought to yourself. Class eventually ended and you like always waited for everyone to leave so you don’t get pushed on your way out, you got up hearing footsteps behind you, it finally hits you, you haven’t seen heeseung leave “hey y/n” He says as you freeze and look at him “i knew you looked familiar! i guess i wont be so lonely in this class” he said in relief, you tried to act dumb and said “Heeseung, right?” as he smiled and nodded at you “thats me” he said holding the door open for you, “Do we have any other classes together?” he said showing you his paper of his classes this semester, you scanned it quickly and the thought of him looking at you is making your cheeks grow red, “uh yeah we have another class together on Thursday at 1pm” you said giving him back his paper, “oh cool ! so i’ll see you around then y/n !” he said smiling at you waving off as you slightly waved goodbye walking away

“no way!” your friend said as you told them what happen “You dont like him still do you” they asked gripping your shoulder “no?” you questioned yourself “i mean you should’ve seen him y/f/n ! he’s so nice and he got really handsome, this is not good” you said with your head in your hands hitting your forehead “i see a new friendship growing” y/f/n teased “oh shut up” you said playfully shoving her. You eventually left school after your last class and while heading out heeseung saw you and started walking with you “Y/N hey ! do you wanna get something to eat ? and catch up” he said as you felt his arm brush beside you making you flustered, “uuh i dont know hee i have to catch up on homework” You said nervously “hee? “ he said rising his eyebrow, you went wide eyed “oh im sorry i didn’t-” he cut you off “I like it” he said smiling at you “but homework ? we just started classes, what do you need to catch up on ? if you don’t want to its fine just tell me” he said chuckling, causing you to mentally face palm yourself “no no i would !” you said waving your arms “okay fine i would love to catch up” you said giving him a small smile “okay i got this nice place i wanna try !” heeseung said leading the way.

we arrived to the small diner heeseung wanted to try and we took a seat in the booth, he sat across from you. You unintentionally just stared at him, his eyes scanning the menu going side to side, him doing his little :] face as he decides what to get, he had hair styled perfectly with his forehead slightly peaking through his choppy bangs. He looks up to you causing you to quickly look down at your menu clearing your throat, “Have you decided yet?” he asked as you shake your head, you haven’t even peaked at the menu once “i cant decide, so many good options” you slightly chuckle. Finally after looking you decide to order along with heeseung, while eating he decided to start a conversation “What did you do over the summer?” he asked taking a bite “Not much, i just hung out with my friends and watched shows” you responded as he nodded “you?” you questioned him “Same as you, i uh been singing more” he said shyly, heeseung sang at your prom and you felt like you fell harder for him at the moment “im glad ! you have a beautiful voice “ you said encouraging him, he shyly giggled “thank you, i’ll sing to you soon to show you my improvement” it caused you to blush making you look down, how am i still attracted to heeseung he’s making my heart pound, you think to yourself. After eating you both get ready to pay “Lets split it” You say placing the cash on the table “no way i invited you” Heeseung said slowly pushing the money back to you “i would feel bad if you do, lets just split it” you said looking at him as he looked you in the eyes “it’s okay y/n it was on me” he said calling the waitress over as he handed her the money with the bill as she gave you both a warm smile “i see couples do this all the time” the waitresses said “Oh no ! we’re not dating, we’re just friends” you said blushing looking back and forth at her and heeseung and he slightly smiled looking at you. You both left and decided to just sit in the park for a while “How’s milo?” he said mentioning your dog “You remember” you said surprised “of course” he said laughing “he was your lockscreen and thats all you would post online” you smiled “welll milo is doing well, he was loving me at home all summer” you said as he chuckled. “well thats good to hear, maybe someday i can meet the famous milo” he said looking ahead, as you nodded “maybe you will”. Silence took a toll but it was a comfortable silence, hearing the birds chirp, the wind blowing the leaves from the trees. “so do you still like jay?” he said quietly as you furrowed your eyebrows looking at him “JAY?!” you said shocked “yeah,didn’t you like him?” he said turning to you as you laughed “What?! no who said that?” i said confused “Well you guys would talk all the time in high school and i saw you guys hung out during the summer” heeseung said playing with his fingers, “no heeseung hes one of my best friends” you said clearing the air not wanting rumors to start “i never liked him like THAT” you said shaking you head “oh” he said looking at the ground “why did you ask” you asked now intrigued “nothing” he said quietly “are you tired? do you wanna go home” you asked, he shook his head looking up at you slowly “i wanna stay here with you a bit longer” he said as it made your heart run a couple laps, it was quiet for a couple minutes till you heard him sigh “y/n ?” he said as you hummed “i want to tell you something and im not sure how you’ll react” he said still looking straight “whats up” you responded facing him sitting crisscrossed, “well, i’ve been having a crush on this one person since high school and i’ve recently seen them again and some how they still give me butterflies” he said, you felt your heart fall.. he likes someone else ouch. “mmhh” you say for him to continue “im not sure if they even think of me that way, but i regret not making a move in high school, so i wanna tell them. But like i said i just recently saw them and i don’t wanna ruin the friendship we’re forming” he said playing with his fingers once again, you wanted to be a good friend to heeseung but this was hurting you.

“well” you said thinking “i say you tell them, you never know what can happen tomorrow so you gotta live in the moment, let them know” you said giving him a small smile as he nodded. “i agree” he said now facing you “so y/n, i’ve been liking you since high school and after all these years i wanna be more than friends” he said sincerely looking at you. you swallowed your hurt “Yeah tell them exactly like that” you said nodding, he laughed “y/n ! are you serious” as you were confused “im telling you ! you’re the person” he said with a hint of blush, “wait what?” you said not believing this “its you silly” he said as you start blushing “hee” is all you say breaking into a smile “since when ?? i’ve been liking you since high school too” You said laughing “ever since you presented in our science class, then you would hang out with your friend jay and i would see you on his page and you were so cute and kind so i would purposely forget my pencils so i can speak to you” he said as you burry your head in your hands “ heeseung ! and here i was thinking you only knew me as the pencil person in your class ” you said “y/n, do you wanna date?” Heeseung said looking at you as you shyly smiled as he smiled back leaning closer to you. The butterflies in your stomach started to form, you were smelling his cotton candy scent coming closer as he gave you a peck on the lips and leaned his forehead on yours “what took me so long to ask you” he said smiling. You both sat back, fingers interlocked as you were resting your head on his shoulder “just wait till jay finds out” you said giggling causing heeseung to laugh.

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heeseung </3 he’s perfect

i was listening to my heeseung playlist making this and i swear i almost cried T_T

[moralesispunk]

Between the sheets

Chapter 5 of the Caramel Latte series

Chapter 4 / masterlist here / chapter 6

Summary: the morning after sharing confessions of love, Marcus begins to worry that you regret the night before.

Warnings: smut, oral (f receiving), penetrative sex, soft smut

A/N: thank you so much for the patience for this chapter! It took me a while to find time to sit down and properly right and edit!

Mornings in the Moreno house were usually quiet. You had noticed this after your first few times staying here when Marcus, who was usually so composed would moan like a small child who was being woken for school before his first cup of coffee. Missy was definitely her father’s daughter, the same glum look on her face for the first hour out of bed.

This morning, you woke surrounded by blankets and pillows and the two snoring Moreno’s still in dream land. Marcus’s arm was draped across your middle, weighing you down to the pillows underneath. You lifted his arm carefully, moving slowly from underneath, before padding to the kitchen and turning on the coffee machine.

As you waited to the mug to fill you sat at the kitchen counter, your mind wandering to the night before. While there was something so domestic about this moment, sitting in the kitchen in your pyjamas waiting for the coffee to pour as the man you loved and his daughter you cared so deeply for were still sound asleep in the next room, you couldn’t stop the weighted feel at the bottom of your stomach.

You knew from the moment you said yes to a date with Marcus that a relationship with him would not be easy to navigate. He was a widowed, single father who had already lived a life before meeting you, while you were younger by the best part of ten years and a string of bad relationships meaning you hadn’t quite lived the family life you thought you would have by now. You loved Marcus and you loved Missy but you weren’t sure what life Marcus wanted from here on or even where you fit into their family.

You were so in your own thoughts you hadn’t heard the sound of Marcus walking into the kitchen, not noticing his presence until his hands were wrapped around your waist and chin resting on your shoulder. You jumped a little and he chuckled against your neck before pressing a kiss.

“Morning, honey.”

“Morning, sleepy,” you turned your head to press a soft kiss against his lips.

You turned in the kitchen stool to watch as Marcus walked over to the coffee machine. His hair was standing in all different directions and his eyes were still half shut as he rubbed one with the heel of his hand. You liked waking up to Marcus like this, in his sleep shorts and t-shirt, his hair messy from sleep and his eyes still not quite awake to the morning sun, straining to see without his glasses. This wasn’t to say he wasn’t just as handsome when he was dressed smarter for work. Some mornings when he had to be up before you he would lean over the bed to give you a kiss good morning, the smell of his clean aftershave filling your senses before his lips had pressed against your head. You didn’t enjoy seeing him like that any less but when he wasn’t quiet awake to the world yet you couldn’t stop your chest from warming at the softness.

You hadn’t noticed you were lost in your own thoughts again until you noticed Marcus staring at you, one eyebrow raised a little.

“What was that?”

He chuckled before lifting the mug you had placed under the coffee machine out, “Where’s your head this morning? The coffee is cold already.”

“Oh,” you stood from the stool and walked to take the mug from his hand, pouring the now cold coffee out, “sorry.”

You placed the mug back under the machine, reaching to grab another from the cupboard for Marcus. The machine buzzed to life again, pouring two new fresh coffees as you leaned against the worktop next to Marcus.

“What were you so lost in your thoughts about then, hm?” Marcus moved you to stand in front of him between his legs that were stretched out as he leaned against the worktop. His arms wrapped around your waist as he pulled you into his chest.

“Just… us,” you sighed looking up at Marcus and upon seeing his raised eyebrow you continued, “how happy I am but also how worried about how happy I am.”

You looked back down again, playing with the bottom of his t-shirt as you didn’t know how to word whatever it was you were feeling inside. You felt you had to tread that much more carefully with Marcus than with previous relationships. You wanted him to know that you were happy with this relationship, that you didn’t care he was a single dad and that didn’t change how you were feeling, but you didn’t want to overstep. Marcus’s hand came under your chin, tilting you back up to face him.

“That… doesn’t make sense. What do you-”

Marcus was interrupted by the sound of Missy now joining you in the kitchen, her footsteps dragging as she moved to sit at the kitchen table.

“We can talk later,” you smiled up at Marcus in an attempt to reassure his racing mind, standing on your toes to press a kiss to his cheek before lifting your fresh cups of coffee to the table.

Marcus followed behind, with bowls, milk and cereal.

You were glad that breakfasts were usually quiet, not having to pretend to concentrate on what was going on while your mind still raced at your worries of the morning. You could feel Marcus’s eyes on you, watching when you stared into space every so often before you would turn and give him a smile. He tried to smile back but it didn’t quite reach his eyes as he hoped that whatever was on your mind wasn’t regret at admitting your love to one another the night before.

“Am I still going to Grandma’s today?” Missy’s voice came from between you both.

“Yeah, you can go get ready after breakfast,” Marcus turned to face her.

After finishing up, the three of you moved around clearing the table before you went upstairs for a shower. As the hot water hit your body you felt your shoulders relax and your mind ease. You trusted Marcus would understand what you were finding so hard to describe. He seemed to know you better than yourself.

You stepped out the shower, wrapping a towel around your body before wrapping your hair in another. After drying your body, you shook your hair in the towel, removing any water droplets before walking into the attached bedroom.

You noticed as you walked out the way your toothbrush sat next to Marcus’s in the holder, how your shampoo and conditioner was sat on the edge of the bath next to his, your moisturisers and other creams next to his hair moose. You walked by the drawers that were now full of your clothes and the table at the side of the bed where sat your book and phone charger.

On the bed, Marcus was sitting at the edge playing with his hands. When he heard the door click open his head shot up, watching you closely as you moved to sit next to him on the bed.

“Missy at her gran’s?”

“Yeah, my mum just picked her up there.”

You watched as Marcus’s eyes desperately searched your face, his lips parted slightly as he looked for any hint at what was wrong.

“Nothings wrong Marcus,” you reached over and grabbed his hands in yours, “I promise.”

“So, you don’t regret last night?”

“No,” you laughed softly, “not in the slightest. I love you, Marcus. I have known I have for a while I’m glad I finally admitted it to you.”

“Then what have you been thinking about?” he moved to turn his body to face you properly.

“I am so happy but I’m worried something will ruin this happiness. I do love you, Marcus, more than I thought was possible if I’m being honest. I love waking up to you even when you’re grumpy and going to sleep next to you after spending a day with you. I love how special you make me feel every day. I love how good a dad you are and I love Missy too. But you’ve had a life before me, you’ve made this family home that I’ve slowly started encroaching on,” you looked around the room at your items scattering the room, “we haven’t discussed where this is going or what you’re looking for and I’m worried one day I go further than you want or- or,”

“Or that I wont go as far as you want,” Marcus finished for you.

“Yeah,” you sighed.

“Well, I guess we better talk about,” Marcus smiled, lifting your head towards him by you chin. “I did have a life before you but you had a life before me in your own way. I was married and I had Missy. I loved my wife but that doesn’t mean I can’t love you because I do, just as much but in a different way because you are different. Us,” he moved his hand back down to squeeze your hand, “doesn’t mean any less to me because of what has happened before in my life. In fact it means more because you’ve accepted that. Accepted me and Missy. Also, you aren’t encroaching on this home because I want you here and so does Missy.”

You couldn’t stop the tears that quietly fell down your cheeks as he spoke gently to you, washing away whatever worries you had with every word he spoke. He softly hushed you as he pulled you into his side with an arm around your shoulder, placing a kiss to your head as he rubbed his thumb over your shoulder.

“What do you see in your future? Before me, what did you want?” he asks.

“I- marriage I guess. A family, the usual,” you turned to lean into his side even more.

“I know we haven’t been together that long but do you not see that with me?”

“I didn’t know if you wanted that. You’ve already been married and have Missy…”

“Well, you’ve never asked,” you could hear the smile in his voice without even having to look up again, “I would get married again,” he gives your shoulders a squeeze, “and I love being a Dad I would do that again too. Obviously, if Missy was comfortable with it but I don’t think she wouldn’t be, so long as she trusted I had the right partner by my side. She loves you too, you know.”

“You think?” you sniffed.

“I know.”

You looked up at him, your smiling boyfriend looking back down at you.

“I love you, Marcus.”

“And I love you.”

His head dipped down as his lips found yours. Your mouths moved against each other gently before his tongue found yours and suddenly you were breathless against one another. He pulled away and you sighed as he stood at the end of the bed, holding his hand out for you to take it. He pulled you to stand with him before his hand reached for your towel tied around your chest. When you nodded he pulled it apart, letting it drop to the floor.

His eyes dragged down your body, noticing every curve and drip of your skin, every freckle that marked your skin. As he took his bottom lip between his teeth, his eyes flicked back up to yours now darker than before as a smirk toyed on his lips. You lifted your hands to pull at the bottom of his t-shirt, his arms lifting to allow you to lift it over his head and drop it on the floor next to your towel.

You stood on your toes as you attached your lips to his again, hungrier than before. He grabbed you by the back of the thighs, lifting you onto the bed and lying you carefully on the pillows at the top of the bed. He moved to kneel between your thighs. His hands dragged down your sides and thighs before resting above your knees.

“You are so beautiful,” he sighed, making you blush, “you are.”

He leaned down, kissing just above your belly button and whispering I love you into your skin. He repeated this, kissing down your stomach and each thigh before resting between your legs. His eyes found yours looking down at him and he reached for your hands, holding them in his on top of your stomach as he continued kissing and nuzzling his nose against the inside of your thighs. When you started to squirm below him, unable to stop your thighs from pressing together any longer in attempt to release some of the pressure pooling at the bottom of your stomach, he rested his head on your thigh and looked up at you with a lazy smile before moving to lick up your folds before attaching his mouth to your clit.

You gasped and your head hit back against the pillows, unable to stop the moans that fell from your mouth. You forced your head to lift slightly, looking back down at Marcus between your legs. His eyes were still on you, his lips smiling slightly before he want back to gently licking and sucking at you. He felt the way your legs tensed by the side of his head and knowing you were getting close his thumb began to stroke over the back of your hand. He moved one of his hands away, pressing two fingers slowly inside to feel the way you would tense around him.

Your back arched off the bed, moaning his name at the feeling. He moved his head away to rest on your thigh for a moment, his thumb circling your clit for a moment.

“Cum for me,” he sighed before attaching his lips back to you.

With those words you did. You let the wave wash over your whole body as it tensed around him. He kept his tongue moving against you as you rode our your high before your hands gently pushed his head back when you couldn’t take anymore.

“Good girl,” he moaned as he kissed once on the inside of each of your thighs.

You reached for his shoulder, grabbing to pull him up towards you. He moved to kneel, pulling his shorts down and letting his hard cock spring free. Your mouth fell open as you watched the pre-cum drip down his length. He leaned forward, resting a forearm at the side of your head before moving the shorts down the rest of his legs before kicking them off the bed..

Your hands reached up, holding the side of his face to bring it down to kiss him deeply. He held his cock at your entrance, slowly pushing in and causing both of you to break apart in a moan. His head fell against your forehead as his free hand wrapped around your thigh to pull it around his waist. His hips stilled for a moment until you begged him to move and he started slowly thrusting into you as he lifted his head to now rest against your forehead.

“I love you,” he whispered.

“I love you,” you whispered back.

You moved your other leg to wrap around his waist, holding your heels against the bottom of his back as he thrusted in. They were slow and deep, hitting the right spot each time causing you to gasp. He kept his forehead against yours, looking into your eyes.

“Marcus, I think I’m go- Im gonna cum again,” you moaned.

“Cum for me, let me feel you,” he begged, keeping his thrusts at the same rhythm.

Your toes curled as your second orgasm of the night came, even bigger than the first. His name fell from your lips like a prayer along with moans of how much you loved him. Your hands gripped tight to his shoulders, your nails digging in until you came down from your high. He felt the way you tightened around him, holding his cock in place for a moment making him groan.

Marcus’s thrusts started becoming faster, losing their rhythm as he neared his own peak.

“I love you, I love you, I love you,” he moaned with every thrust until he came undone inside you as his lips attached to yours in a deep kiss, thrusting a few more times until he collapsed in your arms while still inside you.

His head is buried in your neck before he pulls out and collapses back onto your chest. Your hands reach up and play with his hair, combing through the short curls at the back of his neck. His breathing falls into steady breaths as you feel him grow heavy on top of you.

You know you will have to wake him soon so you both can clean up, but just for a while you hold him like this. You listen to his steady breathing and notice the feel of his curls between your fingers. You let yourself be with the man you love, in his home that is slowly becoming yours too, with no worries in your mind.

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Permanent tag // @phoenixhalliwell @asta-lily @hb8301 @princess76179 @sarahjkl82-blog 

[jadedxrealityw]

-Potter’s Sister- Draco Malfoy x Female Reader

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   Request:  Helloooo, I've got a super cliché request but if you're up to do it , great! So I like the idea of Draco secretly dating Harry's younger sister and Harry finding out about this in the worst way possible lol like them in a really compromising situation and he instantly becoming an overprotective jealous brother. That's it! Hope you like it. Have a great day💕

  Kody- lmao i’m going to have a blast with this one. Also, Tumblr wont let me reply at the moment so i’ll make due doing request like this

  Warning: Harry being Harry, Cursing, Draco being a possessive child.

  House: Gryffindor

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  “Ron slow down, your going to choke!” Hermione shouts. The ginger rolled his eyes and continued eating. You laugh softly and go to pick up your fork when you spot a certain platinum blond Slytherin get up from his table and walk straight out the great hall.

   you place your fork down and look at the three “I have to use the bathroom” you say and Harry instantly looks up from his plate. “Oh okay, are you feeling alright?” he questions, a worried glance on his face. You nod, smiling slightly and stand up.

    “Perfectly fine. Just need to use the bathroom” you reply, tugging on a stand of your hair. You walk away from the table and out the great hall. Harry watches you for a moment before facing his friends “Your right Hermione. She was lying to me”

   “How can you tell?” Ron asked, wiping his mouth off with his sleeve. The chosen boy frowns slightly “She tugs on her hair when she does.” he explains and Ron nods slowly, understanding. They sit quietly for a couple seconds before Hermione hits the table, catching there attention. 

   “Well!? Go follow her!” she instructs, waving towards the great hall exit. Harry nods quickly and stands up in a rush “R-Right!” he stammers out and quickly leaves.

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   a tap of your footsteps was the only thing you could hear in the empty hallway. You kept glancing around making sure you didn’t see anybody you knew. You had to be sneaky when meeting up with your secret boyfriend. Months of secrecy was not getting ruined because you were excited.

   ah yes. You. Y/n Potter, were dating your brothers enemy. Draco Malfoy. It started months ago when Neville Longbottom had told you that your idiot of a brother started a fight with Draco in the courtyard and he turned it physical. You told Neville to lead you to the fight and he agreed.

   running with your fellow Gryffindor, you begin to hear shouting. Students cheering the words ‘Malfoy’ ‘Potter’ and ‘fight’. Bloody hell. You walk into the courtyard and saw a group of people huddled around and rush towards them, pushing past multiple students.

   in the middle, you clearly see Harry on top of Draco, hitting him in the face. You stand there in horror for a couple seconds, before rushing over. You grab your brother and yank him off the Slytherin boy. “What the hell is wrong with you Harry!?” you shout. He looks at you with pure shame in his eyes.

   you look down at Draco and hold out your hand. He looks at you for a moment, almost like he was evaluating you “I’m not going to hit you if that’s what you think, Malfoy” you said and Draco grins slightly before grabbing your hand, using it to pull himself up.

   you look up at him. He had a busted lip and a bruised eye. Damn, HArry really did a number on him. You let go of his hand and reach into your pocket, pulling out a handkerchief. Reaching up to his face, he leans back “What the hell are you doing?” he questions a bit harshly.

   “You have blood on your face” You explain, but he still seems hesitant. You sigh and hold out the piece of cloth for him “Then you do it” Draco shakes his head slowly and shrugs “I can’t even see it, so you can do it” You just give him a nod and reach up, wiping the blood of his lip.

   a small contact sended sparks through the both of you and after that. Draco would always find a way to see you. Making small excuses and just study your everyday habits. You being the nice person you were, you gave him the time of day and you genuinely liked talking to him.

   feelings developed over time, but once hArry found out about your guys friendship. He forced you to end it, but when you told Draco about it. He said to meet him at the astronomy tower one last time and that’s where he confessed to you and you two had been together ever since.

   ♡~🐍~♡

   as you near the last few steps, you rush up quickly to see your Slytherin boyfriend leaning against the railing. His face lighting up as he sees you “I knew you would come” he speaks first and you smile, walking over to him. “I haven’t seen you in a week. I missed you” 

   he smiles at your words and wraps his arms around your waist “Aw you missed me. How sweet” he teases. You roll your eyes and look up at the taller boy “Such a narcissist” you tease back and he pouts. “But you love me still, right?”

   you smile warmly at Draco and nod “Yes i still love you” your words seem to be exactly what he wanted to hear because he leaned his head down towards you “There is one thing i missed most about you” he whispers and you can’t help but grin “and that is?” you questioned. Already knowing the answer.

   he smirks against the skin of your ear “The feel of your mouth of mine of course, love” your body shudders as the Slytherin backed you up into the wall. He smirks at your shocked expression before smashing his lips onto yours. Responding instantly, you kiss back.

   you reach up to wrap your arms around his neck, tugging on the hairs on the back of his neck. A groan left your boyfriend as he pulled you closer to him. “Get the hell of my sister, Malfoy!” Draco was yanked off of you and thrown back, leaving you frozen in shock.

   Draco stands up quickly and scowls at your brother “Ever heard of privacy, Potter!?” he spat and Harry scoffed “You were snogging my sister, so no offense but fuck your privacy! How dare you take advantage of her!?” 

   “Take advantage of her?! You need to get your fucking eyes checked because she was kissing me back dumbass!” Draco retorts, crossing his arms. Harry’s head snapped to you and gave you a questioning look “Is it true?” you nod slowly “He’s my boyfriend Harry. Has been for months”

   Harry looked away from you and shook his head “He’s the enemy Y/n!” he shouts and you roll your eyes “He’s your enemy Harry! Your problem. Draco has been nothing. but nice to me!” Harry didn’t seem to believe your answer and grabbed your arm.

   “We’re leaving and you two are never going to see each other again!” Harry tries to drag you out, but you fight back “Ow! Harry you’re hurting me!” You shout and Draco takes immediate action. Grabbing your body and tugging you away from your brother.

   he holds you close to him and looks at your arm, checking the damage “That’s going to leave a nasty bruise, love” Draco whispers sadly and you frown. Draco snapped his head towards the Gryffindor with a deadly glare. If looks could kill, Draco would never need the killing curse.

    “Look what you fucking did! Get over yourself, Potter! I may not like you in the slightest, but i love Y/n. So for her sake, shove off!” Draco didn’t let the boy get a word in before he lead you out of the astronomy tower.

   ♡~🐍~♡

   it had been days since you spoke to your brother. You were so pissed at him and had avoided him at every turn. After the incident in the astronomy tower Draco made your relationship public and most people seemed okay with it. Except for a few choice people.

   “I can’t believe she’s sitting with him” Ron comments, looking over at the sight of you at the Slytherin table chatting it up with Draco. “How could someone as sweet as her love such a monster” he adds. Harry nods agreement.

   “oh my merlin. Both of you shut up. You don’t choose who you fall in love with. It happens and Harry you have clearly upset and injured your sister and need to apologize for being such a insufferable jerk! ” Hermione shouts, earning a few side glances from other stdents.

   Harry nods quickly and stands up “y-yes ma’am!” he stutters and walks off. Ron watches with a horrified look before turning to Hermione “you really are quite scary” all Hermione does is smile sweetly.

   ♡~🐍~♡

   Draco has been leaning into your ear and whispering very inappropriate things in your ear all lunch and squeezing your thigh “You are such a perv Draco Malfoy” you mumble, meeting his gaze and he smirks widely “Only for you” he mutters back and leans in to kiss your lips.

   “Ew” a voice says behind you two. You pull away and your E/c eyes are meant with your Harry. You sigh deeply at the sight “Wow thanks Harry” you say sarcastically. “Here to assault her again, Potter?” Draco scoffs, making his friends laugh.

   Harry shakes his head and rubs the back of his neck “I may not understand how you could ever like him, but after watching from the sidelines for a few days i know he makes you happy and i’m so fucking sorry for hurting your arm. I wasn’t thinking straight and i hope you can forgive me” he says giving you a smile.

   “I’m also willing to try to get along with Malfoy. If he does too” Harry adds and faces your boyfriend who sighs before holding out his hand “For Y/n. Anything” Harry smiles and shakes his hand.

   “My two boys getting along, how cute”

♡~🐍~♡

   Kody- Hope you enjoyed. Requests are open btw. Anyways, peace.

[vemuabhi]

I Ship Us - Oikawa Tooru

“Today might be the chance to grasp the chance to let your talent bloom. Maybe tomorrow, the day after, or next year… Maybe even when you’re thirty. I’m not sure if physique has anything to do with it, but if you think that it will never come, it probably never will.”

– Oikawa Tooru

Annyong Haseyo!! The summer event of @tooweirdforyou​ is open, Please join it if you can! This is my part for it. Damn this is my first time writing for Haikyuu and I am so happy to write for this event and also for Oikawa. I have a thing for jerks. and he is becoming one of my favourite jerks.

Pairing : Oikawa Tooru X Fem! Reader

Word count : 1.8K

Warnings : None, its all fluff

Summary : Oikawa never forgot you from your first meeting. After days, he meets you again in a beach. Will he be lucky enough to ask you out?

A/N : I head canon Oikawa as a mess when he is in front of his crush. so... I’m sorry if its too OOC. Please give this one shot a try!

I was listening to Butter by BTS and Trust me I love it!! Its released today and I am so smitten by it. Please give it a shot, you wont regret it.

“Iwa chan, I told you we could win todays match”, Oikawa wiped the sweat off his neck with the white towel in his hands.

Today Aoba Johsai had a practice match with Fukuoka Gakuen and Oikawa lead the team to the victory. The sky turned into the beautiful orange colour and the team decided to go home for the day.

Oikawa ran towards Iwazumi and placed his arm around his shoulders. “So let me continue the story from before Iwa chan, that fan was so into me and wanted to date me and I-”

“Um, excuse me”, A voice made Oikawa to stop his story for which Iwazumi was greatful. They turned around and saw you. Your eyes lit up seeing them so close. Especially that adorable player that you always admired for a long while. The captain realised you were a fangirl instantly as he saw the stars in your eyes.

Oikawa stepped towards you and said, “Ah, I’m sorry but, I am tired and can’t give you my sign right now”

“Actually, I didn’t come here to get your sign but, Iwazumi Hajime san’s”, you replied and Oikawa froze in his place while Iwazumi’s eyes widened. It was the first time where a person came towards him to take his sign and the first one who straight up said it to Oikawa, who always teased Iwa having no fans.

You went towards Iwazumi and took his sign, while all this time, Oikawa stayed like a stone. You smiled widely looking at the sign and after thanking him, you left. Iwazumi looked at Oikawa who was still staring at your back as you walked away. That was the first time, Oikawa felt his heart skip a beat for something outside Volleyball.

“Oye! DumbassKawa!! What happened?”, he said shaking him rigorously. The setter turned to his friend and saw the proud smile on his face.

“So, now you can’t say I don’t have any fans ShittyKawa”, he said and then saw that his captain’s cheeks turned red like a tomato. “Iwa chan, I don’t know why but, my heart is beating like crazy fast”, he confessed. Iwazumi understood what happened immediately and chuckled, making his captain even more confused.

“Wha… What happened Iwa chan? Why are you laughing?”, he asked without any clue. Iwazumi turned to him and said, “Looks like someone got a crush”. Then it hit Oikawa like a ton of bricks. He was definitely in many, like many relationships and just got dumped that morning. But it didn’t affect him in any way. ‘So… this is how a having a crush feels like’, he thought.

“And… don’t even make me mention those red cheeks of yours DumbKawa”, Oikawa’s thoughts were broken as Iwazumi stated and walked away from him.

“Ah!! Iwa chan! Wait for me”, the setter ran behind his best friend to catch up with him. But he wondered how to even see you again? Would you even appear before him? He didn’t even knew your name nor your high school name. He sighed and walked towards his house after he and Iwazumi took separate paths.

Even after many days, Oikawa didn’t forget about you but he didn’t let this bother his concentration towards the game. As they won another match, the volleyball team decided to go to beach to celebrate their win.

The gang went to the beach after dropping their bags in the hotel. They were so hyped up when they saw the beach before them. They all got chaotic and played in the water. As some of them played with a beach ball.

That night after having a great meal, everyone slept peacefully except for one. Oikawa couldn’t sleep, so he left the place and started to walk in the beach aimlessly. The beauty of the beach increased much more at night. It was calmer and peaceful, which lacked in Oikawa’s life as he was always surrounded by cheers and claps.

As he walked he caught a glimpse of a person eating Popsicle. A lady, when he observed carefully. It could be because of his footsteps that made him to have eye contact with yours. His eyes widened at your sight, his heart started to beat faster and his cheeks turned red. This was so unexpected and he didn’t even imagine running into you here. He almost searched every high school he went for matches. Hoping you’d be in any and would come to meet Iwazumi again.

You recognised him and muttered, “Aoba Johsai Oikawa?!”, the moment he heard his name coming from your lips, he had to take even deeper breaths to maintain posture and not faint because you were here for real.

“You okay?”, you enquired as you moved closer to him as he seemed like in pain to you. He nodded his head and gave you a small smile. ‘TALK TO HER!!!!’, his head was exploding but, for the first time in life, Oikawa couldn’t talk.

“Great then. Need company captain?”, you asked and placed the Popsicle near your lips and stared at the sea.

He took the chance and stood beside you. ‘AHHH!!! She called me Captain! That’s so adorable! What should I talk? How should I talk’, his mind and heart were playing games with him till you initiated a conversation.

“Do you wanna have this?”, you asked as you offered him another popsicle which you had in your bag. He stayed still and didn’t answer making it awkward. Actually he was a mess, he didn’t even believe his eyes. You, his first and the biggest crush was now offering him a Popsicle.

“So… you don’t want?”, you raised an eyebrow at him as you started to pull your hand away but he stopped you.

“Wait!! I’ll take it!” he exclaimed as he looked into your eyes. You chuckled and handed him the Popsicle. He couldn’t even think properly now. ‘Ah great! I messed up’, he thought as he looked the sand underneath him.

“Its beautiful isn’t it”, you said and his eyes landed on you. He followed your gaze to the sea and smiled softly.

“Its peaceful and calming, that’s why I like the ocean so much. At night its beauty even increases”, you said making his smile even wider, because he thought the same.

“Especially the stars make it even prettier”, at last he said a proper sentence without messing up making you turn towards him. “That’s what I thought too”, you smiled at him not knowing, how much of an effect you had on him.

“So, what are you doing here?”

“Ah! My… My team won a match and we thought of celebrating so we came here. We will leave after a couple of days though… what are you doing here? Isn’t it dangerous this late at night”, he enquired wanting to know the answer. But internally he was grateful to meet you here.

“My friend’s brother had a beach wedding yesterday and she invited me too. I’ll leave tomorrow though. So I thought to look at the beach one more time before I left”, you answered and continued, “Maybe I really should go back now”, you said looking back at the hotel and he didn’t fail to notice it too.

“Let… let me drop you”, he said and walked with you towards the hotel. Still eating the Popsicle. “You people are really amazing players Oikawa san”, you said taking your last bite of the ice pop.

He heard this compliment from many people, but yours made a difference to him. He was on cloud nine when you said that.

“Thanks. May... I ask for your name”, he desperately needed to know about you.

“I’m Y/N L/N”, you replied making him light up.

“So, L/N san, Can I ask you what place you study at?”, he wanted to get as many answers as possible. Because he was scared. Scared that you may not appear again.

“Ah, its Fukuoka Gakuen, the place where we first met. Maybe you don’t remem-”

“I Remember!!! So, that was your high school”, he cursed himself for not guessing it, or even asking advice from Iwa chan.

“Woah! I’m surprised that you do”, you said as you gave him acknowledged look making him blush and smile at the same time as he ate the last bite of his ice pop.

“Ah, So… We are here”, you said as you stopped at the entrance of the hotel and but he got dejected at how soon you guys reached the place and how he had to let you go now.

“Thanks for accompanying me Oikawa san”, you said and walked towards the hotel. But suddenly you felt a strong grip on your wrist making you stop and look back. Oikawa was looking down but was trying to say something. His grip was strong but wasn’t harsh or hurting.

“Y/N san, do you think, if I come to your school, will you meet me?”, he didn’t look at you as he asked that.

Your heart skipped a beat when you heard it but, you had to reply, “Why does the Mr. Popular want to even meet me?”, you asked only for him to get closer to you. You knew he was taller than you, but… with him this close, you couldn’t avoid noticing that. You realised how the articles about him were all true on how handsome and well-built he was.

Oikawa looked deep into your eyes and replied, “I never once forgot about you from the day we met. Trust me, I wanna take you out. I’m worried if I even will get another chance, so please tell me”, it seemed more like pleading in the end.

You gulped and nodded, “I’ll meet you, if you come to my school”, and failing to hide your blush you covered your face with your other hand. He lit up and thanked you. After he let your hand go, he tricked you to give your number to him by using puppy eyes at you. Damn it was impossible for you to say no to him at that point.

He waited for you to get into the hotel before walking towards his hotel. He felt warmth in his heart as he looked at your number in his phone. And you also felt your heart beat becoming faster as you thought about him.

The next day you did get a text from him telling you to save his number too. And from then you messaged each other. And after 4 days he even came to your school to meet you. Damn you got stares from many people but neither you nor he cared, because it was turning into something just as the beautiful as the sea view you saw together.

You both walked side by side with each other as he sneakily slid his hand into yours and linked fingers together. When you gave him a questioning gaze, he just smiled brightly and walked ahead. “I ship us”, he murmured making you blush even more. It was definitely turning into something beautiful.

Thankyou for reading. I hope you liked it!!!

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Oooh~~ butler Himmel got the gears turning~~

How about a bath time with Himmel scenario (boutta make a blog called whoring for himmel, I feel bad clogging up your inbox just lemme know if its annoying oki? ;w; )

The day was sweltering hot ,whilst enjoying your daily walk on the royal grounds the sweat dripping off your back and brow was getting a bit too much to bear, even your thighs were starting to sick together where stockings didnt cover.

"Mistress are you alright? Would you like to go in for the afternoon and freshen up?" Always so attentive and kind your sweet butler is as he gently took his handkerchief and wiped your brow "Y-yes that would be wonderful, thank you" you say with lightly panting while fanning your face with your hand trying to hide the blush that was forming

Stepping into your much cooler quarters you heaved a heavy sigh of relief as you plop down into one of your chairs with Himmel following you in to make sure you're alright since venti was busy with other matters he had you for the day to himself. "Are you alright, My dearest? Is anything I may get you or help you with..?"

With all your clothing stuck to you, you could help but think "A nice bath and a change of clothes would be most delightful" and looking down with a blush knowing there was a heat only he could cool "I might need a bit of help.. I cant reach a few things.." you face beginning to burn " Help me undress..?"

A small flinch went through his body as a blush began to tinge at the tips of his ears "O-ofcourse..! Not a problem at all Mistress!" A small lie slipped his lips knowing that there was indeed a problem, him craving his dearest like mad, with him slowly removeing each article of your until much of you was exposed skin glistening, leaving nothing but intricate garments, beautiful lace gaterbelt with matching panties that dug slightly into your soft form with a complimentary bra.

"Venti had surely dressed her this morning this is much too.. too erotic for our sweet maiden.." he though to himself but he couldn't help but take in your beauty for a moment. "Alright wait here, Ill start your bath for you" he spoke trying to keep his composure through his excitement but as he walked towards your bathroom he heard soft footsteps. "Sir.. I want to acommany you.. you look quite hot yourself.. would you like to join me, I want to help take care of you since you work so hard.."

He inhales sharply at your request " would it really be alright, what if we were cought, surely if it was of her request it shouldn't be a problem" he thought again be he cant stop his mind from wandering to more inappropriate matters "A-As you wish, my dearest" holding the door open for you step inside as he pulls off he coat and gloves laying them on the marble counter.

He drinks in your ethereal form as he draws the water making sure it to your liking with dd a touch of lavender scented soap to help you both relax. "Are you sure about this my dearest.." he asked softly locking eyes with those gorgeous e/c orbs. You nervously compose your naked form undressing moments before while his back was turned "Yes.. you need some time for yourself too.. just Venti may not be too happy if he hears.. I just want to take care of you for once.." you plead crossing one arm around your breast and the other to grab his hand you pull him in for a sweet kiss.. " Dont make me wait to long~" you tease as you drop down into the tub perfectly warm and soothing

God your lips were intoxicating, nodding he turns to undess himself fully.. "N-now mistress, may you keep your eyes closed un till I tell you..?" He was really embarrassed about not only having his angel see all of him, but him already being half hard. He slowly guides you forward and positions himself behind you hoping you wont notice "Alright my dearest you can open them now.." he sighed into your shoulder while gently placing his around you " Dont be shy.. sir Im also quite heated" you whisper as you turn to face and straddle him

Oh god feeling your thighs brush against him lit aflame and with your bear wet chest leaning up against his he feels like he could combust any moment "Y-y/n.. my beloved do you really want to-" "Shhh" you hush his worries with a heated loving kiss slowly he let himself go, opening his mouth to let his tongue swirl with yours. Almost instinctually starts grinding into you with his cock brushing againt your slick folds.

"Mm..! Sir.. more..!" The way you said sir sent electricity through him he never thought he love it the way he did "My songbird.. I am here to please Aahh.. All of your commands and desires.." he moaned while while letting his hands slide up and down your plush thighs under the water being careful not to make a mess

" Then just relax Himmel..~" you cood as you raised yourself over his hardened member, wide-eyed and red faced he held your hips to position your self and slowly guiding you down onto him both moaning in unison you rested on him, just laying your head on his shoulders rubbing them to try to ease all of his tensions while you bask in the full feeling of your core

"Aa... Y/N you really are such.. nng.. an angel so sweet.. so beautiful.. to think I have been blessed with you.." He couldn't help be feel so loved by you and himself sit with the warmth of you around him.. "H-Himmel Ahhh~ I want to please you too.." He feels so torn one side wants to keep you still and feel your wet warmth all around him but the other wants to rut up into you bringing you both bliss "M-misstress.. Ahh!"

Your sudden bounces cought him of guard "Im sorry sir I- Ahh.. I cant help it..!!" He grips your hips tighter helping you to move on him whilst water sloshes about "Oh.. god my sweet... Its so good!! More..!" He shakily breathes out the coil building the more you go, wanting to come undone as you clench down around him and with your hands on his shoulders trying not to slip "Yes..! Right there..! I dont know how much longer i can h-hold it..!

"Dont my songbird..! Let it go spill onto me..!! And that you did leaking everything you had onto with you clenching onto him he swiftly pulls out and finishes into the tub "mmm..!" He moans looking away shyly.

You curl up onto his chest and playfully whipser " looks like the day got even hotter huh~"

( oops this got long im sorry sjdjdj -💚)

ANON YOURE FEEDING ME WITH THESE HIMMEL CONTENTS AND I LOVE YOU FOR DOING THIS FEED ME MORE PLS IM HUNGRY, IM THIRSTY FOR HIMMEL

I. NEED. MORE. HIMMEL >:((

And you also included one of his kinks of shower sex!? I mean it’s not really shower but yeah he’s into those taking a bath with his darling ;3c

And that sir 👀 i have a headcanon where himmel has the position of the student council president and he sometimes stays late to finish all the paperworks and his darling often visits him to check on how he’s doing.

Wink wonk we know where this is going ♪(´ε｀ ) himmel, stressed, desk sex—

[discoclubofvenus]

Morning Haze

Morning Headcanons w/Hinawa, Victor, & Maki

Warnings: None~

Genre: Fluffier than cloud 9

Attributes: gn reader

Type: Request

A/N: This was such a cute little request omg, but I finally got around to making some banners! I’ll make more as I write for different characters

He is getting up at the ass crack of dawn to be productive and no you cannot get him out of this routine

Sometimes he’ll just be reading a by the window and watching the sun come up or he’s cleaning  or cooking breakfast

Mans said “I will be up to have a peaceful moment before dealing with those damn hooligans” 🗿

He mainly gets up early due to it being a habit from his military days 😗

He always gives you a smooch before leaving for work

(I swear he stay havin a shit load of paperwork)

On his days off..he would definitely sleep in

He would still wake up pretty early (like 8-9am) but not at the ass crack of dawn

He would be the type that’s completely awake after 2 minutes of being awake

Weird af but it’s that military trainin in him hun

However you can easily convince him to stay in bed by giving him a massage

If you wake up before him you should 100% get/make some breakfast so you two can have breakfast in bed

He would appreciate it sm

Also hinawa without his glasses is so hot??? But when he put them glasses on?? Phew chile..this man a snack

HE HAS A REALLY DEEP AND SEXY VOICE IN THE MORNING

YOU KNOW THE ONE

If he wakes up before you he’s most definitely staring at your sleeping form

He’d snort at you for drooling too but never make fun of you

He looks at the way the your expression is just so serene

100% will lightly joke about your snoring

He’d definitely make you breakfast in bed

Hinawa makes his way to your shared room in careful but hurried footsteps. In his hands sat a tray  that carried plates full of food. He already put the glass of (f/d) stop of your nightstand, so all he had to do was deliver the food. Which he did, successfully. He placed the tray on his side of the bed and gently ran his knuckles along your face. Hinawa could barely focus on anything but you. His love, his pillar, his ribbon. The scene in front of him was one he’d commit to his memory forever. Alas, you needed to wake up before the food got cold. So, with little to no hesitation Hinawa gently shook you awake along with a peck to your nose. “Good morning my darling”

If you’re still sleepy he’ll pet your head and let you rest on his chest while he reads

Hell he’ll even kiss your forehead sometimes

You guys would take a shower together with jazz or soft piano playing in background

Give this a man a massage while he’s contemplating whether he wants to get out of bed

He’d most definitely appreciate it and give you a token of his appreciation in kisses

You two will either wake up at the same time or you’ll wake up before her

Baby gorl will stay asleep till the cusp of noon (11am-12)

Her sleeping face is so adorable, kiss her cheek for me wouldja?

She wont have an iron grip around you if you try getting up, however, she will slowly start to wake up if you’re not beside her anymore

She’ll get pouty if you don’t come back soon

Give her around 10 minutes or so to adjust coming to reality

I recommend running your hands through her hair

She has such a tiny voice in the morning aodlfuebwuweb

Will appreciate you sosososososo much if you give/make her breakfast in bed

She would love to help with making breakfast! That’s one quick way to completely wake her up

Doing yoga in the morning together (if you both wake up early enough and this is another way to get her completely up lol)

Once she’s fully awake tho??

Homegirl is definitely finding excuses to stay in bed and skip the day

“Why don’t we stay in bed for a few more minutes? It’s not everyday we have such a peaceful awakening.” Maki states as she takes a sip of her steaming green tea. You give her an incredulous look as she closes her eyes--whether to ignore the stare she knows you’re giving her, or she’s savoring the moment within her whole being. You’re not sure, but if the serene smile on her face is anything to go by you would say the latter..if she weren’t adamantly trying to stifle her laughter. You sighed, with a small smile stretching across your face and a shake of your head you made your way to the closet. “You know Hinawa would kill the both of us if we skipped out on our duties--mostly me because he thinks I persuade you to stay in bed.”

You both help the other choose their outfit and you also have a little routine when it comes to your individual morning routines

While you’re in the shower, she would be doing a face mask and washing her teeth. While she’s in the shower, you’re washing your face and outside the bathroom doing your hair.

Please sing with her if you’re in the bathroom at the same time she’s in the shower

Before you guys leave your room for the day, she’ll give you a kiss and 1 reason as to why she loves you

He does not want to get out of bed, he dont so he won't

Simple

He will LITERALLY whine if you try getting him out of bed

He likes getting up around afternoon when he has days off because he will spend all night researching

Has you tangled all up in his limbs

RIP if you gotta get up to do anything cuz if he feels you move he’ll grip tighter

Will definitely tease you if he wakes up before you (just as a way to cover up how gorgeous he finds you in the morning)

“Eeewewew your morning breath is awful (n/n)”

“Oops looks like your bonnet/scarf travelled on a journey without you last night”

Someone beat his ass

That doesn’t stop him from giving you a nice gentle and slow smooch

Will drag you out of bed and get you up and ready

“I’m not going through this whole day without my stress reliever”

You guys brushing your teeth together

You wiping his face and him giving you kisses as appreciation

I’m soft

All of that only happens if you guys have a productive day ahead of you

ON A LAZY DAY??

He ain’t gettin up you can hang it up (and if he ain’t gettin up NEITHER ARE YOU)

You are gonna be the one to get up first because this man will sleep the whole day away if you let him

It’ll be the only way that his brain ACTUALLY takes a break

Unless he dreams about his research….

He prolly does if we’re being honest

Petting his hair while he sleeps (this man has an afro, therefore he has curls, which entails that this is a MAN WITH MELANIN. I’m not sorry, I made this rule and I’m gonna follow it)

Your dream slowly started to shift away to uncover spots of light trying to gain your attention. Soon your eyelids peeled open and your face was dotted with the sun’s rays. Looking to your side you spotted the curtains having a slight opening, wasn’t it time that you changed that? Black out curtains were made to block out the sun from waking you up after all. At a leisurely pace you attempted to get up and close the nuisance--YOINK. Letting out a squeal you were pulled back into the arms of your lover, Viktor Licht. When he got such strength to pull you back like that, you couldn’t find an immediate answer. Which pegged another question….how is he still asleep after such a stunt. Hearing the brunet groan beside you answered your question..he was only half-awake.

In bed you guys will talk about any and everything, your voices won’t be above a certain level to keep the atmosphere around you peaceful 

He would definitely tickle you to break that unspoken rule 

The only way you could get this man to get out of bed is if you’re making food 

Or have it delivered bc he’s not leaving the crib on his day off

[space-borb]

Surrender

Dabi x fem!reader

summary: you have been “acquaintances” with dabi for awhile now. you did your own thing being an underground quirk fighter under giran’s wing and he did his own, until one night after a small incident do you and dabi find out that maybe you two aren't that different. you just go about it differently

“what a fucking joke” you spoke softly as you sat in the simply bare room with only a table and two chairs, the cuffs around your wrists were tight and rather uncomfortable as you simply leaned in the chair annoyed with the position you were in.

“can you run any fucking slower” dabi’s irritatingly rough voice spoke as you ran after him down the street trying to avoid the cops

 your fight was being staked out and little did you know was about to be raided you were thankful that dabi was watching you fight but wasn't expecting him to be so quick to help you escape with him.  

you shook your head at the memory feeling your legs start to go numb and your head getting dizzy from trying to remember.

the detective walked in the room giving you a soft smile making you role your eyes as you leaned forward “miss l/n” there was a short pause as he clicked his teeth “I've contacted your family and they should be here soon to pick you up” your body tensed at the mention of your family you tried not to let it show but the detective simply shook his head as he sat in the seat across from you “you do understand that running away wont solve all your problems” he spoke as he tried to meet your eyes only to fail “if there's something you’d like to share then you can speak here” 

his words made you look up over his shoulder at the obvious two way mirror the odd feeling of eyes watching you made you look at the detective before spitting in his face knowing full and well how to make this man angry. you watched with a smug grin as he jerked you forward by your cuffed hands his fist connecting with your nose making an audible crack

you groaned in pain the dizzy feeling coming back as the detective dragged you out of the interrogation room. you lazily kicked your feet dragging behind the man to make it harder for him as he slammed you against the bars of the holding cell your head connecting with bars making you wince as he slammed the doors closed “fucking disrespectful punk”  he mumbled as he wiped the dribble of spit off his face. he walked away leaving you sitting on the concrete floor of the holding cell 

blood started to drip to the cold dull concrete floor with the sounds of phones ringing and inconsistent mumblings filled your cold cell as you leaned against the bars with a soft grin coming to your face as you closed your eyes 

‘I wont be seeing him anytime soon’ the thought came to the fore front of your mind as you focused on your breathing when the image of your father came forth... breathe in... he wont be getting you in here...breathe out...

                                                  ~.~

the sound of someone shouting caught your attention waking you up from the cot your hands stretched out above you “huh?” you rubbed at your wrists seeing the cuffs were gone 

“I want to see her!” a mans deep voice shouted making your eyes widen at the sudden flood of memories, the scars on your back started to ache as you listened to the rushed footsteps and officers shouting at the man to get back “Y/N!” your father shouted making you jump slightly as you stared at his feet in a daze “i’ll get you out of here sweetheart dontchu worry” his voice was like gravel being shoved into your ears as you listened not giving him the satisfaction of having you right in front of him. your father slammed his hands against the bars “what the fuck is wrong with you?” he was getting angry from you not answering him as the officers started to pull him away “what have you done to my fuckin’ kid!” he shouted as he started fighting against the officers hold.

the detective from earlier had showed up shortly after your father was taken away and began your discharge forms 

“someone has shown up with bail you're free to go” he spoke with a sour grin “but we all know you'll be back” his words made you pause standing in the doorway as you turned slightly giving him a smug grin as you tossed the bird over your shoulder as you began to skip down the steps of the police station.

you weren't surprised to see one of giran’s men what did surprise you was dabi sitting in the backseat the smell of cigarettes and cheap liquor filled the small space “what the fuck happened to you?” he asked his voice was quiet and rough you welcomed the gravelly tone as you simply shrugged your sore shoulders ignoring the way he scanned your bruised nose and reddened wrists 

dabi made note of the way you trembled slightly in your spot the way your eyes glazed over from being in silence...he sighed as he leaned further into the seat spreading his legs a bit more letting his knee graze yours breaking you out of your trance “be careful your mind is a dangerous place to be stuck in” he deeply whispered making sure that their driver didn't hear his words.

 you nodded leaving your knees touching grounding you as you looked back over to dabi seeing his scars and the multiple little silver staples that would glint in the passing lights, you couldn't wrap your head around him he was always quiet or had some smartass remark to make but last night somehow your opinion on him changed just a bit... 

it took alot longer to get to giran’s place than you expected as you climbed out of the car feeling giran embrace you tightly squishing your cheeks as he examined your bruised nose “oh no no no… this wont do” he tsk’d as he started to shove you through the door into the house slowly but surely suffocating you with medical attention until you finally had enough of his caring facade pushing him away with a subtle glare the exchange made the two other men in the room to chuckle. it didnt take long for giran to get bored after he ordered food saying he was going out for a bit leaving you and dabi alone the both of you rolling your eyes at his lie of going to store to get milk.

                                                    ~.~

dabi stood from his spot seeing your slumped form against the couch the empty takeout container clasped in your hands and the dark bruise across your nose and under eyes, giran had told him a few things about you he was simply curious about you and why someone so young was wrapped up in illegal fights. now that he knew he felt drawn to you in a way. he cracked his neck followed by his knuckles as he stalked his way towards the kitchen rummaging through his pocket grabbing the little green bottle of pain killers letting a few little pills fall into his hand as he tossed them into his mouth swallowing them dryly before taking a gulp of water letting the pills sink in trying to numb the pain a bit before he left.

he turned back towards your sleeping form before slid out of the door with a dead look on his face “might as well pay dear old detective kim a visit” he whispered into the night. 

                                                    ~.~

A/N  so this uh this is pretty much the fever dream i had its um...VERY slow not gunna lie so dabi and y/n have known each other due to giran this is an au with some noncan things... its going to be a long ride with this one, so im more than likely gunna post this on a03 once i get a few chapters up but heres the firstish chapter i hope you enjoyed! i tried to put everything in the tags

[oneoftheextras]

Notes

Angst Prompt: 8: “Why would I ever want to be with you?”

Warnings: Bakugo being a dick like normal

“I think you guys would be cute together!” Asui nodded after Uraraka confessed her crush on Midoriya, it was Friday night and the girls had all bundled into Momo’s dorm room to have a ‘girls night’. And of course the subject had turned to boys.

“I don’t think he would ever like me” she blushed at Asui’s words, everyone immediately started to shake their heads in disagreement. “He definitely likes you” Jiro added bluntly.

“What about you Y/L/N?” Asui asked you, making everyone’s heads turn towards your direction, immediately you blushed “Oh, I don’t like anyone” you said quickly. It was a lie, you did like someone but there was no chance anyone would agree with it.

“You don’t have to hide it from us, we wont tell” Uraraka tried to reassure you, but you continued to shake your head. “Maybe she’s ashamed of it” Mina proposed, “Oh my god, it’s not Mineta is it?!” she blurted out.

The room erupted into a bunch of ‘Ews’, “Don’t insult me like that” you joked. “Then it has to be someone we wouldn’t expect” Asui deducted.

“Kirishima?” Momo asked, “No, it’s not him! He’s my best friend” you answered “So there is someone” Mina spotted your slip up.You groaned into your hands.

“Is it Bakugo?” Uraraka asked, not sure herself “Oh my god no!” you blurted out a bit too quickly, but the blush on your cheeks said it all. “They do spend a lot of time together” Jiro chimed in, “We just sit next to each other in class, that’s all” you protested, trying to throw them off the trail.

“It has to be Bakugo, look how pink her face is” Mina squealed, squeezing the fluffy pink pillow she was hugging. Groaning again, you put your hands into your face even further.

“I can see it” Momo shrugged, “Really?” Uraraka raised an eyebrow in disbelief, “Why Bakugo of all people?” she asked you. “Well, he’s stupid strong” you said and everyone begrudgingly nodded. “And he puts on that whole angry attitude thing, but there’s more to him” you quietly explained.

“I for one think you should ask him out on a date” Momo said, Uraraka seemed unsure and everyone else was thinking about it, “If he was with someone like you, he might calm down” he laughed, taking a sip of her tea that she’d made.

You felt your phone vibrate, Kirishima had sent you a text “Guys night blows” he’d sent, you smiled down at your phone and chuckled, apparently the boys had decided to do the same thing that you girls had.

“So does girls night, all we’re doing is talking about boys” you sent back. Luckily the conversation had moved on from you and Bakugo and now onto how everyone could set Uraraka and Midoriya up.

“Anything about me?” Kirishima replied quickly “Other than the normal, them asking me if we’re a thing” you typed back to him, you both had to content with people thinking you were a couple - at first it made you hesitant to be such close friends with him, but in the end you didn’t care.

“But I thought we were a thing? ;)” he remarked back, to which you replied “You wish” and pocketed your phone.

“Let’s play truth or dare!” Uraraka exclaimed, clapping her hands together excitedly. “Do we have to?” you moaned, you hated this game, mainly because you were a private person and didn’t like everyone knowing your business.

You felt your phone vibrate again, it was Kirishima with another text “Bakugo’s talking about you”, your heart fluttered at the sight of the text and you immediately wished you could hear the conversation. “What’s he saying?” you hurriedly sent back. You stared at your phone screen for a while watching him type back.

Kirishima was the only one who truly knew the extent of your crush on Bakugo. He was the first one you told, knowing how close he was to the two of you, and he would tell you the small things Bakugo would say about you.

“He was asked which girl out of our class would he most wanna make out with and he said you” he’d texted you, you felt your tummy do a back flip as you read it. No way he’d said that. “Anything else?” you bravely replied.

The rest of the girls had finished getting into a circle so you guessed the game was about to start. “Okay, Uraraka, truth or dare?” Mina shouted, pointing a finger across the circle at her “Um, dare?” she rubbed the back of her neck anxiously.

“I dare you to text Midoriya and ask him if he likes you” Mina smirked, oh no this was the type of Truth or Dare they were going for. You watched as Uraraka shakily got out her phone, typed for a little bit and then stopped.

“Oh god!” she exclaimed, putting her head into her hands in shame “What if he says no, or it ruins our friendship?” she started to worry. “I doubt that will happen” Jiro said bluntly.

“Who’s next?” Mina beamed, of course she was loving this, she wasn’t the one who’s crushes were being exposed.”How about you?” you smirked at her, taking her by surprise “Truth or Dare?” you shot.

“Uh, Truth?” she shifted her eyes around the room, concerned about what she had gotten herself into “Have you ever had a sexy dream about anyone in our class, and if so who?” you asked, you wanted to embarrass her as much as she had been embarrassing you and Uraraka.

She shook her head immediately, “Hey, no, that’s two questions!”, sighing you reiterated your question “Okay, you don’t have to tell us who, just have you?”. Crossing her arms at being outed she just said “Yes” and that was it, everyone else seemed to have the same thought and said a communal “Ooooh”.

“Y/L/N, you go next” Mina pouted, seemingly not having as much fun as before, “Sure, Dare” you said before you could think. You had an unspoken rule with yourself that when you played this game you would always pick Dare to make the game fun and interesting.

Jiro shifted forward towards you and smiled, “I dare you to airdrop a meme to the first unknown contact that comes up” she said, that wasn’t as bad as you thought it was going to be.

You took out your phone, seeing that you also had a reply from Kirishima, but instead you turned airdropping on and blindly clicked the first name, purposely not reading it and send them your most recent and stupid meme.

Waiting to hear a someone’s phone go off but you were met with silence, “Any of you guys get anything?” you asked the room but were met with a series of head shakes and ‘no’s.

The game carried on, so you took the opportunity to check your text messages, “We started asking him more questions about you but he got mad and told us to shut up, I’ve never seen him like that before” he had replied, following up with “Did you just Airdrop Bakugo a meme?”. God damn it, there was no way that it was him you sent it to.

You quickly typed back a ‘No?’ and waited for his response, “Really? Cause it’s the same meme you sent me earlier” he said. Crap.

Then another message came in, it in reply to your stupid meme, which you now knew was Bakugo - but he didn’t know it was you he was texting, and you were supposed to not know it was him.

Bakugo had sent you a meme in response, it was actually fairly funny so you started to giggle at it out loud. When the people around you stopped talking, you’d realised that you were being maybe too loud.

The girls were all staring at you, waiting for you to explain your random fit of laughter. “They replied to my meme with another meme” you said through tears of laughter. And then the game resumed like normal.

Everyone in the room had a go at the truth or dare, you aimlessly watched while you and Bakugo sent memes back and forth. Obviously Kirishima was getting all of them as well. Very quickly, your turn as up again.

“Y/L/N, truth or dare” Momo asked you, peering up from your phone you looked around the room, no way you would get away with such an easy dare again. “Truth” you broke your rule, Momo smiled sweetly, “How long have you had a crush on Bakugo?” she asked, it was an innocent question which you would have expected from her.

Although, if you were to answer truthfully as the game suggested you do, then you would have to admit that it all started from the entrance exam. There was just something about the way he owned the entire course and destroyed those that got in his way that made him seem very very attractive.

“I change my mind, Dare!” you switched desperately, “No you can’t do that!” Mina shouted, “No, that’s fine” Momo backed you up, but then a sly smile came across her face, the sweet girl you knew gone.

“I dare you to ask Bakugo on a date” she said, the room gasped. “W-What?” you stuttered, wanting to make sure that you heard it properly. “I said, I dare you to ask Bakugo on a date, right now” she specified.

You couldn’t back down, after all you were offered a Truth and you blew it. It wasn’t like she was telling you to do something you didn’t want to do, you absolutely wanted to go on a date with Bakugo, but you never had the balls to ask him. Maybe this was the push you needed.

“Okay” you said bravely, “You can’t be serious” Uraraka was speechless, “Why not? It’s not a big deal” you lied through your teeth, shrugging it off. You stood from your seated spot and wiped your sweaty hands on your pyjamas.

Marching to the door and swinging it open, you looked behind you to see all of the girls sheepishly following behind you, oh god they we’re going to listen in were they?

You confidently walked down the hallway until you reached Bakugo’s room, you were about to knock when you heard laughter coming from the inside, it sounded like their ‘guy party’ was still going strong.

Nervously, you glanced behind you and saw the girls at the end of the corridor, peeping their heads around the corner to watch what was about to go down.

You knocked on the door harshly.

The laughter from inside stopped.

You heard footsteps getting louder.

The door swung open, “What do you want nerd?” your ears picked up, but your brain didn’t process the sound. Red orbs were glaring into you, and it made you freeze on the spot. Peering beyond that and into the darkened room, you saw all the guys of Class 1-A huddled together, even Midoriya, Mineta and Iida were there.

“Hey” you tried to smile and bring back the faux confidence you had a moment ago, you wiped your hands subtly on your pyjamas again as Bakugo raised his eyebrow at you, waiting for you to answer his question.

“I was wondering, if you’re not busy that is, would wanna go get coffee tomorrow- or if you don’t like coffee maybe something else like a tea, or food or something similar- you get the point” you rambled, good god why did you have to ramble. You couldn’t help it, his scowl and whole attitude made the butterflies in your stomach flutter as though someone had shaken their cage.

“Are you... asking me out?” he asked in disbelief, “Yeah, yeah, I guess I am” you nervously chuckled, for some reason you started to rub the side of your arm, it felt like hours were going by while you waited for him to respond.

By the movement in the foreground of your vision, you could tell that the other’s must have heard what you’d said, and if not that, they definitely heard Bakugo reiterate your question - his voice had a way of carrying.

He brushed one of his hands through his spiked blonde hair, you could see it in his eyes that he was processing it, his expression had turned soft and all of a sudden he seemed less threatening, but instead kind.

Kirishima broke the silence with a not-so-subtle cough.

Almost as though he had been in a trance, Bakugo’s frown was back, his eyes shifted to the side as though he was trying to look at his friends without turning his head. Then he brought his gaze back to you.

“Why would I ever want to be with you?” he shouted at you, and with one last scowl he shifted back into the darkened room and slammed the door in your face.

He slammed it with such force that a gust of wind tickled your face, you stood their staring at the closed door.

You turned back to your group of friends, their giggles replaced with silence, and their smiles repossessed with gestures of guilt. Not one of them could meet your eye, especially not Momo.

“I’m just gunna go to bed, it’s getting late” you weakly smiled to them, waving, you carried on down the hall and to your own dorm room, you refused to let any tears fall before you were behind your own shelter door.

Luckily your room was two down from Bakugo’s so it didn’t take you long to reach it. Softly closing and locking the door behind you, you stood in silence, staring at the interior of your room.

There was a very slim chance that he would want to date you, you knew that, but being rejected so harshly and in front of your entire class was something you weren’t ready for.

You’d been trying to sleep for hours now, hoping that you would feel better in the morning. The laughter from down the hall had stopped for some time now, so the ticking of your clock was your only audible friend.

Getting out of bed and putting on one of your hoodies, you opened the sliding door to your balcony and stepped out into the cold night air. The stars were bright tonight, they had won their fight against the light pollution of the city, every single one twinkled in their own way - you admired that.

Out of the corner of your eye you saw movement, without fully turning your head you watched a figure a few rooms across have the same idea as you, stepping out to lean on the railing.

You tried to ignore them and continue your star gazing but they kept moving, you watched them quietly and repeatedly slam their fist down towards the railing, not actually making contact but it seemed like they wanted to.

They hadn’t seen you yet, that much was obvious. Especially when they started to mumble to themselves. You couldn’t understand what they were saying exactly but you could pick up on a few words ‘moron’, ‘idiot’ and other harsher ones that you were not expecting to hear.

Feeling as though you were intruding on someone’s mental breakdown you decided to slip back inside before they noticed you. The moment you moved they froze and snapped their body to face you, like a rabbit in headlights you did the same.

Their identity would have remained anonymous if they hadn’t said your name, the shadows casting on their face meant you couldn’t see their mouth move but the cloud of vapour that floated from their body and towards the sky indicated that it was them that had spoken.

You knew exactly who that was. Only a few hours prior they had yelled in your face and slammed a door on you.

The breaking of the silence also broke your immobility, taking another step forward you slipped back into your room and closed the door behind you.

Unzipping your hoodie and hanging it back in its rightful place on the wall, you walked back over to your bed and sat down. By the time you’d laid yourself back down on your bed, you heard a few knocks at your door and then footsteps seemingly getting fainter and fainter.

Groaning, you got back up out of bed and walked over to your door and opened it, exposing your eyes to the bright lights of the hallway.

No one was there, it was just you and the empty corridor.

You were about to close your door again and go back to your attempt at sleep when you noticed a bit of paper on the floor with your name on it. Curiosity got the better of you, you reached down and picked it up.

Opening up the note it read “I’m sorry” on one side, confused, you turned it over and what you saw made your heart leap.

“Coffee? Tomorrow? At 12?”

Tonight you would go to bed smiling.

[peachiikawa]

Fly | Route Selected: S. Daichi

a/n: thank you all for being so patient with me. finally, here is the long awaited daichi route. hope you all enjoy!

genre: mafia au

warnings: blood, reader getting hurt, guns, violence

word count: 2.3k

Fly Masterlist

“I choose you”

Your eyes locked with daichi

And daichi stared into yours trying to figure you out

“Are you sure?”

You nodded your head and held your ground

“Im sure”

He felt his eyes soften for a moment at the determination in your eyes before hardening again

“Fine. Everyone else, go home. Youre with me then. Lets go”

Daichi called for a car and drove you home

The silence between the two of you was only filled with the soft sound of a piano playing on the radio

The ride was finally over after about twenty minutes

“I’ll come get you tomorrow morning. Youll be working as an intern now so dress accordingly”

With that he left and you felt like you could breathe again

Just what had you gotten yourself into?

As he said he was at your house in the morning in a car that looked just a tad too expensive

You gulped before taking your first step towards him

“Good morning, Daichi”

He just nodded at you as you got into the car

The drive was once again silent

You looked over at the man behind the wheel and noticed how...formal he looked

Suit, straight back, both hands on the wheel

You felt yourself naturally adjusting yourself to mirror his mannerisms

He stole some glances at you without you noticing and felt his eyes soften upon seeing how nervous you looked

As soon as you stepped into the building you could feel the professional atmosphere

The endless windows and white walls gave off a chilling feeling

You only came back to reality when Daichi gently nudged your back

“I dont have all day. Hurry up and move”

The harshness of his words were the opposite of his touch but they still hurt nonetheless

You nodded your head and kept walking, trying to keep up with his quick stride

You followed him into an office as he took a seat behind the wooden desk

“This will be brief so don’t feel the need to sit”

Your eyes followed his every move as he organized his desk that was already pretty organized with stacks of papers

Daichi went on about your duties here but you honestly werent listening

You were a bit overwhelmed from the unfamiliar building you were in that you forgot about the man in front of you

Up until your eyes landed on the nameplate that sat on his desk

Sawamura Daichi, CEO

Without even knowing it, your eyebrows furrowed in confusion

Just who did you get yourself involved with?

Daichi finally noticed that his conversation with you wasnt going anywhere

“Hey. Are you even listening to me?”

You snapped out of it and shook your head

“Im listening!”

He just sighed and repeated everything he just said again

“Whatever. Just listen because this will be the last time i say this. Youll be working here at Sawamura Inc from now on as an intern. Your fellow interns are Hinata and Kageyama so feel free to ask them questions if you have any. You can leave now. I’ll come get you at the end of the day”

You nodded your head and started your day

Kageyama helped you the most in learning the ropes, you didnt see much of hinata. it was almost as if he was avoiding you

“Ok...so these files go here?”

He nodded his head

“Yeah i think you got it down now. If you need me ill be organizing some things for suga”

The rest of the day went on slowly until finally seven oclock hit

You could hear the faint sound of footsteps approaching you

“Lets go”

Daichi wasted no time in leaving

You quickly put down the rest of the papers you needed to organize and followed him out

The next couple weeks were like clockwork

Almost exactly the same as the day before

And no matter how hard you tried to get to know the man who took you to and from work he wouldnt budge

The only thing you ever got out of him were short replies and head nods

Did he really not like you that much?

But something you noticed every morning and every evening was the light sound of a piano playing from the radio

“Do you like the piano daichi?”

You werent even sure youd get an answer out of him

But he must if he listened to it everyday

You saw his hands lightly grip the steering wheel tighter before loosening, a ghost of a smile appearing on his lips

Your eyes widened when you saw it

In your two weeks together...youd never seen him give a look like this

Like he...enjoyed life

Like he was happy

“Yeah...its okay”

But just as fast as it appeared on his face, it quickly disappeared

Who knew that the stoic man next to you could make expressions like that

Almost made your heart race

“Do you play?”

Silence fell upon the both of you before you heard him let out a sigh

“No”

And now we’re back to stage one when you finally though you were getting more than one word answers

What could you do to make him see you?

This question played in your head as you filed away some papers for Asahi with Hinata

It was the first time youd done something with him but from what youve seen kageyama just calls him an idiot all the time and hits him

Also from what youve heard hinatas been with the sawamuras for a while so maybe he has some insight

“Hey hinata, can i ask you a question?”

He kept quiet so you took that as permission

“Do you know why daichi likes listening to the piano so much?”

That caused him to stop

“If he hasnt told you then dont ask me”

Youd be lying if you said that didnt make you more intrigued so naturally you did some digging

And eventually you stumbled upon an article from no more than five years ago

It told the tale of a young piano prodigy that had chosen to study music at the university of music and performing arts in vienna

And that piano prodigy was the now the distant leader of the Karasuno Mafia

You wonder what happened to him, what the story was behind his change in career path

The next day you decided that if you wanted to learn more about him then asking the questions would help

“Good afternoon daichi!”

You smiled at him as you delivered some paperwork to him

“Morning…”

You set the small stack down on his desk in front of him

“These are the papers for the closing on the Inarizaki deal”

He picked them up and quickly skimmed it

“Okay, thank you. You may go now”

When you didnt move he looked back up

“Do you have something else for me?”

He saw the way you fidgeted with the tips of your fingers and his eyes softened for just a moment

“Would you like to have lunch with me?”

He knew that he should say no

That he shouldnt let you in

“Sure”

How harmful could one lunch possibly be

Little did daichi know he was about to be interrogated

“--no i dont know who my favorite superhero is”

This was probably the tenth question youve asked and he wished you would stop

But he didnt know how to tell you no

Not when you were asking genuine questions

He thought it was kind of nice to be talking to someone normal again

Not someone who was involved with the mafia

But someone who was just...ordinary

“Ok ok..one last question”

He smiled softly

You felt your breath hitch after him showing you that gentle smile

“Go ahead”

The way you talked to him with no filter was refreshing

So he wasnt expecting the next question really at all

“I came across an article the other day about this boy who loved playing the piano,”

Daichis heart almost stopped

“Why did you stop playing daichi?”

‘Because my father made me’

He clenched his fist, crumpling the napkin inside of it

“I just got bored of it”

His reply came out through gritted teeth and you knew he was lying

You gently laid your hand on top of his until you felt it relaxing under you

“Well, no matter the reason, I hope that someday ill be lucky enough to hear you play”

His heart melted

The thought of playing again is something hes always wanted

But his father wouldnt let him

And left a permanent reminder on him about it

“That probably wont ever happen so dont get your hopes up. Let’s get back to the office, lunch is over”

And just like that he was back to being cold towards you just when you thought you were making progress

A couple weeks go by and it seems like daichis pushed you out of his life all over again

So much so that suga was the one giving you assignments from daichi where daichi used to just tell you himself

“Hey, hinata, kageyama and y/n! Daichi wants you guys to go make some copies from the store around the corner. Printer is jammed here and we need to get those documents ASAP��

You all nodded your heads and headed out

You were really too caught up in your own thoughts to be thinking about your surroundings

Had you really crossed a line that day?

You just wanted to figure out the real daichi

Because to you, the real daichi had his walls up 24/7 but behind those walls was a gentle smile and just a guy who wanted nothing more than to just live a normal life

So you didnt notice when hinata and kageyama stopped causing you to run into their backs

“Why did you guys-”

Hinata held a protective arm out in front of you

“What are you doing here, mad dog?”

The boy you assumed was ‘mad dog’ pushed himself off of wall he was leaning against

“Boss wanted me to fetch something”

His eyes locked onto your form

“And im here to collect”

This sent chills down your back

What was he going to do for you?

Who was his boss?

Your mind was running a mile a minute

“y/n you need to run”

Hinata’s voice brought you back to reality

“What?”

Hinata’s eyes never left the man in front of him

“Kageyama and i will take care of him. You need to get back to the office. Now!”

You sprinted as soon as hinata yelled for you to leave

‘Theyll be alright, right? They handle stuff like this all the time’

But you came to an abrupt halt at the sound of a gun going off

‘Fuck my life’

You turned back around help in any way you could

Only to come upon an unconscious kageyama and bleeding hinata

“You fucking idiot! Whyd you come back?!”

Meanwhile mad dog approached you and placed his hand under your chin

“You just made my job a whole lot easier”

Before you could even scream a piece of cloth was placed over your mouth and your vision went black

“Give your boss a message for me, carrot top. Tell him that if he wants his intern back he has to come get them himself”

Hinata gritted his teeth before passing out himself

Suga found them not too long after that

And after hinata told daichi what had happened...he was livid

He was supposed to protect you

To make sure that you stayed safe

And he was too weak to do it

Too afraid of what his father would have done if he found out that he was fond of a random person they picked up from the streets that had no ties to them

Afraid of what his father would have done to you

He clenched his jaw and let out a grunt as he punched the wall next to him

But fuck that

He knew that in this moment he needed to get you back right now

The thought of you being injured due to his own incompetence scared him more than what his father might ever do to him

So he was off

“When will they wake up?”

“Theyve been out forever”

“Dude its only been like three hours of course theyre still out”

The voices around you became clear as you regained consciousness

“Oh~ looks like theyre finally awake”

“Yeah probably because you wouldnt shut up”

Standing in front of you was a group of men you had only seen in brief pictures from the reports you made for daichi

‘Seijoh’

From what you remember their boss is a major flirt and his right hand man keeps him humble

Mad dog was sitting off in the corner next to a brown haired man who just kept staring at you…’creepy’

You flinched as the one you recognized as their boss reached a hand out towards you

“Aww dont be scared! I promise i wont hurt you”

He bent down to your level with a hand on your shoulder and leaned in to the point that his breath tickled your ear

“Though im not too sure that some of the others here wont. So be good for me, okay y/n?”

You were scared out of your mind

But you were not going to let this guy get into your head

So you did what any reasonable person would do

You pulled your head back and headbutted him in the forehead

He stumbled back a bit

“Stay the fuck away from me”

Oikawa held his head and gave you a nasty glare

“Iwa take care of them”

Everyone filed out till it was just you and the spiky hair man in front of you

“Nothing against you, just doing what the boss said. Plus you could have just laid low but you had to provoke him”

Daichi wasted no time in getting to seijohs building

And as soon as oikawa heard he was in the building he sent for him

“Welcome daichi! What an unexpected surprise!”

Daichi always hated the sound of oikawas jovial voice

How fake it sounded

“Just give me y/n back”

Oikawa just shook his head 

“Never were a fan of small talk were you daichi? Okay, since youre just dying to see them ill bring them in now”

Daichi turned around and reeled at what he saw

Bruised and battered as you were set down onto the ground

“You fucking bastard”

Daichi clenched his jaw

He was at a loss of words for the sight in front of him

But he knew he had to get you out of here

So he scooped you up into his arms and headed for the door

But before leaving he stopped and spoke into his earpiece

“Get them”

And with that he left as a war ensued between the two gangs

Beep beep

The sound of your heart monitor brought you back to the land of the living

And next to you was a passed out daichi

You slowly felt around your bed before hitting the call button for your nurse

And as soon as you did daichi jumped up from his seat at the sound of footsteps approaching

You reached out and put your hand on his to get his attention and smiled at him

He sat back down and let the nurses tend to you, his gaze never leaving your body

“You should be able to leave within the next day or two. Rest up mx. l/n”

The nurse then left your room and left the two of you alone

You locked eyes with him before looking down at his hand and seeing how discolored it was

He noticed your eyes widen and tried to hide his hand once he realized what you were looking at

“Daichi! You need to take better care of yourself!”

You sat up from your bed and called a nurse to get a basic first aid kit

“Im fine y/n. You need to rest”

“Like hell youre fine! Daichi your hand is hurt. Please just let me fix it for you”

But before you could apply the bandages you hand your hand in his

“It cant be fixed y/n. This hand doesnt feel anything”

You looked up at him with confused eyes

“Its the reason i dont play anymore. My father crushed it a few years back so i wouldnt even think about playing. Said it was time i stopped playing with useless things”

The grip on your hand tightened a bit before slowly loosening

But you just gently squeezed it

“Well, even if your hand is ‘useless’ id still feel better if youd let me wrap it. Your hand is still a part of you and it can still bring so much joy into your life as well as those around you. You just have to have the courage to seize what you want.”

‘The courage to seize what I want’

Your words played out in his head over and over again

He made a promise to himself that day

That one day, you two would be happily together

No matter how hard this path may be

He was going to seize his happiness

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[crash-cinematic-universe]

A Speedster, A Nuclear Bomb, and a Worn Down Walkman (Ch.1)

pairing: peter maximoff/fem!Wilson!reader

summary:  Y/n Wilson is the only child of the renowned X-Man Deadpool. When Y/n is asked to enroll in Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters by Charles Xavier himself, she has no choice but to accept; much to the dismay of her father. Y/n isn’t used to the knew surroundings or the constant stress of her mutation. All she wanted to do was disappear. Little did Y/n know, she caught the eyes of a certain speedster who wasn’t planning on letting her fade away anytime soon.

req:  Hey, I was wondering if you could write something about dating peter maximoff and being deadpools kid - @8-eight-8

warnings: none, rlly

notes: FUCK YEAH!!! IM BACK TO WRITING THIS SERIES BABEY. sorry this took so long, i swear it wont take this long next time. also 2.5k words to make up for it hell yeah!

PREVIOUS: prologue 

taglist: @creator-appreciator, @wallows-spring

            Saying that life at the academy was hectic would be a severe understatement; your first few days were filled to the brim with endless placement assessments and class work and first impressions. It was as if you were meeting every person at once, each new smiling face and unique name immediately leaving your brain after mere seconds of talking. It was overwhelming and chaotic and at one point you felt as if you had begun to spiral in the first week-- worst of all, you were beginning to miss your father. However, there was one person who stuck in your mind like a fly to a gluetrap-- Peter Maximoff. 

            Peter was made of pure adrenaline, constantly on the move at high speeds as if he would cease to exist if he were to stand still. Nevertheless, he somehow managed to land himself right next to you anywhere you went. You’re not exactly complaining, though, you quite like having Peter around. He’s like your anchor, a person you can lean on when everyone and everything becomes too much-- not to mention Peter’s physical appearance. His features were refined and smooth, as if he was carved from marble by Michelangelo himself. He always had a grin on his face, his eyes lighting up like Fourth of July fireworks that you just can’t look away from. 

            Similarly, Peter was still having trouble processing… you. You were like an ethereal being, an inhuman gracefulness and beauty following you everywhere you went. You brightened up rooms, your laugh could make the saddest person feel uplifted, your eyes were abyss-like pools that made Peter feel fuzzy whenever they locked with him. Peter couldn’t stay away from you if he tried-- you were magnetic, an invisible force pulling him closer and closer until he got close enough to smell the shampoo you use. Everything about you was amazing and perfect and pristine to him-- he would be lying if he claimed he didn’t have a crush on you. Unfortunately for Peter, you were completely and totally out of  his league. In fact, you were so out of his league that the mere thought of you liking him seemed about as realistic as a fever dream. For now, Peter was content with being your friend.

            Meanwhile, Charles was attempting to settle on one of the hardest dilemmas of his lifetime. Originally, Charles had invited you to the academy to attempt to control your mutation. Hank had run various tests to get an idea of exactly how strong you’d become, and the results were shocking. Long story short, both Charles and Hank had come to the conclusion that you were a ticking time bomb. With every day that passes your manipulation of energy expands, reigning in more and more force by the second. The process is gradual and slow, but with time, you would lose your ability to contain the energy. Keeping you in the academy would be your only chance at stopping your inevitable destination, but that would also put the rest of the students at risk. Then again, you were useful; having you on the X-Men team would help save so many people. For the first time in what felt like years, Charles didn’t know what to do. 

            “Hank,” The British man called. “If you were the equivalent to a timed explosive, would you… would you want to know?”

            “I’m sorry?” Hank’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. 

            “I just… I’m not sure if I should tell Y/n about her… situation.” Hank nods in understanding before inhaling deeply.

            “Charles, she’s only been here a few days. She’s barely settled in-- give her time to… warm up to the place.” Hank replies. That doesn’t help Charles’s situation.

            “And after that? After she’s settled in?” Hank sighs. He’s not sure what to do either-- all Hank really knows is that he wants whatever's best for you. Hank had come to enjoy your presence through the last few days. You were kind and paid attention to Hank and his interests. It was refreshing-- Hank wasn’t used to having some be genuinely impressed by his work.

            “You have to tell her eventually, Charles. You’re only hurting her by hiding it.” Charles groans and leans back in his chair. He was truly dreading this conversation-- he had no doubt in his mind that you’d want what’s best for the other students; Wade mentioned that you had a habit of putting others' needs and feelings before your own.

            “Thank you, Hank. That’ll be all.” He waves the other man out of the room, allowing himself to be left to his own thoughts. Charles’s head ached as he glanced at the report Hank had written on you, one specific observation jumping out at the distressed man: “Y/n Wilson is as much an evolutionary breakthrough as she is a safety hazard-- she must learn to contain her power; if she’s successful, she’ll be one of the most powerful mutants ever recorded. If she fails-- if we fail, the consequences will be as catastrophic and destructive as a nuclear explosive. Proceed with caution.”

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            The sound of confused giggles and hurried footsteps echo through the hallway as Peter gently tugs you along, turning to glance at you every now and then. Peter knew you were having trouble getting comfortable with the other students, and he was determined to change that. He had a small group of friends that were eager to meet you-- Peter managed to bring you up in every conversation he’s had with anyone in the past week.

            “Peter, where are we going?” You question as Peter turns around a corner. He just shoots a smile back at you before quickly pulling you into his bedroom-- a bunch of students sitting in various places on the floor. You can recognize a few faces from the hallways, but other than that they’re mostly strangers. Except for one-- I can recognize Kurt from the library.

            “Alright, so, uh, I thought that maybe you’d want to meet some of my friends. Just to-- uhm-- just to get more used to some of the people here.” Peter’s stomach flutters as you grin at him.

            “You did this for me?” Peter nodded before your attention was quickly drawn away from him and to the people around the room. Peter is quick to introduce you to all his friends.

            “Uh, Kurt, Jubilee, Scott, Jean, Ororo, this is Y/n,” A blue teenager materializes in front of me almost instantly. 

            “We met already but it is nice to meet you again,” He grins a toothy grin, his hand extending to shake mine. I’m soon met by a boy wearing odd goggles, presumably Scott, then Jubilee, then Ororo, then finally, Jean. They were all friendly and unique and oddly comforting in a way, regardless of the fact that they were all a full decade younger than you and Peter. 

            “What’s the best way to get to know someone?” Scott asks, glancing at Jubilee. She smirks back at him.

            “In all 16 years of living, I’ve come to learn that the single best way to get to know someone's personality is via the ancient practice of Truth or Dare.” She grins wildly.

            “Oh, uh, I don’t know if--” You can hear Peter inhale sharply as Scott pulls him onto the floor, the other students following suit and soon forming a circle on the floor. Jubilee tugs you down by your sleeve.

            “Alright, who’s first?” Jean quips. Everyone exchanges a look before settling on Peter.

            “Oh, uhm… Kurt, truth or dare?” Everyone seems to be disappointed by Peter’s selection, but they continue nevertheless.

            “Truth.” Peter bites his lip while he attempts to think of a question to ask, and you can’t help but stare. The silver speedster is undeniably cute-- you’ll willfully admit that any day. “Out of everyone here, who do you think is the smartest?”

            “Well, both you and Y/n are much older than ze rest of us, so it’s one von of you two-- sorry Jean, zey just have more experience. Uh, I guess Y/n since I vonce saw Peter try to catch a bird with his bare hands.” You laugh out loud at this new discovery and Peter’s face burns a light red. 

            “Alright, Kurt, it’s your turn.” Jean says. The blue boy scans the crowd before choosing the next victim. 

            “Y/n, truth or dare?” All eyes turned to you expectantly. You were never a coward, so you took the most logical route.

            “Dare.” The entire group jitters with excitement, anticipation for what odd things Kurt would make you do circulating in the air.

            “I dare you… to hold hands with Peter for ze rest of ze game.” Scott and Jean both huff in disappointment as Jubilee and Ororo gaze at Kurt with such fury it was as if they were trying to kill him. This dare was odd, sure, but you weren’t one to back down.

            “Easy peasy,” You quip as you hold out your hand for Peter to take. He laces your fingers with yours and immediately your entire arm feels as if it had just been jostled awake. The feeling of Peter’s hand in yours is foreign, but incredibly welcome. His hands are warm. 

            “My turn, right?” You ask, trying to forget the fact that Peter’s hand is entangled with yours. “Jubilee, truth or dare?” 

            “Truth, and make it good.” She grins. 

            “Whose mutation do you think is the least useful out of everyone in this circle?” Jubilee glances around the circle.

            “Depends. I don’t know what yours is,” she trails off for a moment. “And I don’t wanna be mean…”

            “My mutation is energy manipulation-- I can control the energy that’s constantly being produced.” Peter’s grip on your hand tightens a bit as Jube’s eyes widen. 

            “Okay, that’s fucking awesome so definitely not yours,” she exclaims. “Kurt and Peter are useful in combat, Jean is useful in getting information, Ororo and Scott are both super powerful-- I think my mutation is the least useful.”

            “Don’t say that, Jubilee,” Scott says from across the circle. “You’re useful sometimes.” Jean cringes at his words and both Jubilee and Kurt laugh aloud. Scott seems unaware of his mistake. 

            “Thanks, Scott,” The young girl said before returning to the game. “Alright, my turn again? Ororo, truth or dare?”

            “Dare,” Ororo smirks. She’s quite pretty, her hair looked soft and shimmery-- not dissimilar to Peter’s. 

            “I dare you to knock the power out of the entire mansion for a full five minutes.” Ororo complies, a large clap of thunder echoing through the mansion as the room goes dark. Ororo had created a large thunderstorm to cover for the power outage, lightning and rain wailing down on the windows. Peter grips your hand tightly, his muscles tensing as he shuts his eyes for a moment. The other students are consumed by their chatter and laughter in the darkness.

            “Hey, you okay?” You ask softly. Peter is jumpy and nervous, but he doesn’t want to seem cowardly in front of you. 

            “Y-yeah, I’m just not the b-biggest fan of thunderstorms,” You can tell he’s trying to act tough. Gently, you run your thumb over his knuckles in an attempt to calm him down.

            “Don’t worry, silver, the storm will pass. For now, I can distract you if you’d like me to,” You offer. Peter looks at you for a moment, and his heart skips a beat. You’re kind and sweet and selfless, you’re considerate and caring and wonderful and Peter is in awe of you. 

            “A distraction would be nice.” Peter said quietly, wincing at the weakness in his voice. He was almost 30 years old, one of the oldest among the group in the room and he was cowering because of a little thunder. He felt ashamed and small-- it really was no shocker that you were out of his league. However, when you flipped his hand over and began tracing shapes on his palm with your finger, all of his worries melted away for a moment. 

            After a while, Ororo switched the lights back on and dispersed the storm outside, the group  of teens returning to the antics almost instantaneously. You pulled your hands away from Peter reluctantly.

            “Well, uh, I better get going-- I have some work to do.” You say as you stand up. “It was lovely to meet all of you, this game was pretty fun. I’ll see you around.” You can hear Peter scramble behind you, quickly following you out of the room as if he were a lost puppy. You walked in silence for a while, Peter’s strides in sync with yours as you made your way to your bedroom. You admired the detailed architecture along the walls as you walked, various small symbols were scattered across the wallpaper. You didn’t realize you’d reached your bedroom until you were standing face-to-face with the door.

            “Thank you.” Peter says, his voice low and raspy. He’s not looking at you, his eyes glued to the floor.

            “For what?” The shameful feelings returned as Peter kept his eyes on the floor. He feels like a baby-- a whiny baby who gets afraid during thunderstorms and has trouble articulating his thoughts and feelings. It made him so frustrated when he couldn’t find the words to say what needed to be said-- his mind just moved too fast to grip onto any coherent thoughts. When he glanced into your eyes, he managed to get something out.

            “It’s just that I know a lot of people who would make fun of me for being as old as I am and so easily scared.” You smiled softly, a hint of sadness in your eyes. Peter didn’t want you to pity him, but at this point he just needed to express his gratitude. “Thank you for… not being one of those people.” You took his face gently in your hands and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.

            “Anytime, Maximoff. Anytime.” You smiled before opening your bedroom door and stepping inside. The first thing you notice is that the books on your desk have been knocked over. Then, you realize that there was someone standing behind you.

            You yelp, whipping around and shooting out a blast of energy. You didn’t even expel that much force, but the figure is launched into the wall. It’s only then that you realize this figure was actually your father.

            “Dad? What the fuck are you doing here?!” You shout as you rush to help him off the floor.

            “What, I need a reason to come see my daughter?” He jokes as he pops his arm back into its socket. He looks worried, but he masks it with a smile. “It just happens that Charles wanted to see me the same day I came to visit you.”

            “Charles wants to see you? Why?” You ask as Wade pulls you into a hug. A cough from the doorway startles you apart, and a very anxious looking Hank is standing in the doorway.

            “Looks like we’re about to find out,”

[bakubabes-tatakae]

Ikebukuro Love || Izaya Orihara x fem!Reader

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A/N: Welcome to the 500 follower special you guys! I hope you guys enjoy it. 😊 Since the follower count is growing quickly I probably wont do another special until 1000. If you had ideas on what we should do then let me know! ❤

Warnings: language, nsfw, non-con, 18+ content, foreplay, dirty talk, unprotected sex

Summary: Being new to the city has it’s challenges. You should never wander Ikebukuro by yourself, but most people are afraid of a couple of names in that town. One of them being Izaya Orihara. When the city bad boy become acquainted with you, what’s going to happen?

Word Count: 3.5k

Ikebukuro, the city that will swallow you whole if you don’t stay vigilant. You were still new to the city and had a hard time getting around. Finding someone who wasn’t a total creep to show you around was proving to be harder than it should have been. The only person you had found had hit on you as soon as you approached him, but he seemed like a good guy. He was only a few years younger than you were and he went by the name Masaomi Kida.

The city bustled around you as you made your way through the crowds. Many strangers bumping into you and not caring. As you pulled out a map and shoved your face into it you felt eyes on you. As you peeked back over the map there was a young man standing directly across from you. The only thing separating the two of you was the street. A pair of dark brown eyes bore into your soul as you stared back at the man. A small, taunting smirk spread from under the black hair that covered his face.

You looked back down at the map. You had to find Sunshine Street. You’d think that after being in the city for a week you’d be able to find your own road. The feeling of the eyes on you subsided and when you looked up the man was no longer there. You slowly looked around you, searching for the man that was just there. The temptation to ask him if he could help you find your way back home hitting you like a ton of bricks. That one gaze had pulled you in, you needed to know who he was.

A happy-go-lucky voice made you jump and a hand rested on your shoulder. “Y/n, what’s up? You look lost.” You recognized the voice and relaxed a little. The blonde-haired weirdo that had been helping you around the city stood before you. Masaomi.

You raised your hand and slapped his shoulder. “Damn it Masaomi. Don’t do that. How many times have I told you not to sneak up on me?”

He chuckled. “Sorry,” He scratched the back of his head. “I didn’t mean to scare you. Having trouble finding your way home again?”

“Forget that right now. Did you see that guy that was standing across the street? The one that was watching me.” You shivered at the thought. Who had that man been?

“Who do you mean? I didn’t see anyone.” He shifted his bag on his shoulder, planting a foot to the ground and leaning on it.

“He had black hair.” The picture of the man popped into your head. “And his coat, it looked awfully warm to be wearing it today. It was black with a brown fur lining.”

Masaomi’s eyes grew wide as realization stepped in. “Stay away from him Y/n. He’s bad news.” He cleared his throat. “His name is Izaya Orihara. He’s trouble.”

His words shut you down. The man hadn’t seemed like he was a threat, but Masaomi knew these people better. Maybe it was best to listen to him? The two of you walked back to your road in silence. As you got to the end of it the surroundings finally looked familiar. You waved to Masaomi, wishing him a good night as he parted, anxious to get back to your apartment and take a warm bath.

The breeze had picked up as the sky grew darker, now almost pitch black. The air around you turned ominous, making you walk faster than you had been. You heard footsteps on the concrete behind you, their pace quickening with every step. As you turned to see who was there you saw nothing, but the feeling of a person lingered. You hesitantly started walking again. You feared that the person was still there and the footsteps started again, proving your uneasy feelings.

A pair of hands appeared in the darkness, dragging you down an alleyway. The rough hands shoved you hard against the wall before you. You turned your head just in time, not allowing it to be bashed against the bricks. A menacing voice spoke to you. “Well, well, well. What a pretty little lady.” The man pushed your hair out of the way of the back of your neck. His breath was warm against your skin. His hips pushed into you, pinning you against the cold surface. The only thing you had caught of him as your head turned was a flash of yellow around his neck.

“Get off of me!” You fought against him, trying to lift your leg to kick his out from under him. His knee pushed against your leg, pinning that to the wall as well. Your heartbeat was hard against your chest as the realization of what was about to happen sunk in.

“The things I’m gonna do to you.” The man laughed softly to himself. “You just won’t be the same when I’m done."-++- You felt the bottom of your dress being lifted over your ass, the cold air hitting the exposed skin beneath. As you attempted to let out a scream a hand covered your mouth, barely allowing you to breathe. ‘No screaming.” At his words, you felt the tip of a cool blade touch your throat.

Suddenly a voice spoke from behind the both of you. You hadn’t recognized the voice. The low rasp was angry. “You best get off of her.”

The man that held you removed his knife and spoke back to the mystery man. “Oh yeah, and who’s going to make me?” The man turned and you heard a low gasp come from him. “No way.”

A devious laugh sounded behind you. “You know who I am then. Move away from her. Now.”

The man slowly released his grip on you and backed away, showing the mystery man his hands, dropping his knife to the ground. “I’m leaving man. I don’t want any trouble.” Who could strike this much fear into this man?

Your body turned slowly, still pinned back to the wall. When you saw his face you recognized him. Those same brown eyes, that dark hair, that smirk. The man reached a hand out for you. “Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you.” His soft eyes made you feel safe. “I’m Izaya Orihara.”

The name hit you hard. Masaomi had explicitly told you to stay away from him. He had said that he was nothing but trouble. But here he was, saving you from the man that was about to have his way with you. A lump had grown in your throat, making it hard to swallow. “I’m Y/n. Y/n L/n.” You took his hand in yours.

“Let me walk you home, so I can make sure you make it there safely.” He relinquished his grip on your hand and motioned out of the alley.

You nodded and obliged, walking in the direction of your apartment. The short walk back to your apartment felt like it had taken an hour. You stopped at the steps of your apartment building and turned back to the man who had just saved you. “This is me.” You looked at your feet. You knew that the right thing to do would be to invite him upstairs. Common courtesy, but Masaomi’s words rang through your head. You shook your head a little and ignored it. “Do you want to come upstairs and have a cup of tea?”

Izaya placed a hand behind his head and smiled. “I think I’d like that.” He started for the steps and grabbed the front door, opening it for you.

* * * * * *

The warm cup of tea that you had grasped in your hands was now starting to turn cold. You hadn’t even had time to drink it as you sat with Izaya. This man seemed like nothing Masaomi had told you about. He didn’t seem threatening at all. As you sat with him he even seemed like someone that you could see yourself spending time with. His life was something you could get used to listening to.

You lifted your cup to your lips and took a small sip. It was cool now. “I’m gonna go and heat this up. Do you need yours warmed up?”

Izaya leaned back against the couch the two of you had been sitting on. “I think I should be okay. I only have a little left and I should get going soon anyway. I’m sure you’re getting tired after a night like this.”

You slowly stood and walked to the kitchen, placing your mug in the microwave and letting it warm. You heard the sound of your kitchen tiles creaking behind you and you turned quickly. You knew that there was only one person in your house but just the sound of him coming up behind you startle you. He held a hand up. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I just wanted to make sure you would be okay when I left.”

This man had been so kind to you all night. It had been a couple of hours now that you’d been talking. You looked up at the clock. It was already midnight. You looked back at him. “It’s really late Izaya. Why don’t you stay here for the night? This city is scary at night.”

“I couldn’t possibly hinder you like that. I can hold my own out there.” A nervous smile spread on his face.

“It’s no problem, really.” You stepped forward and stood inches from him. “It’s the least I can do after you saved me tonight.” You placed a hand on his chest and his eyes grew wide. You didn’t know what had come over you, but this man… he was intoxicating.

You could feel Izaya’s heartbeat against your hand. It was beating so fast. You leaned toward him slowly, the hand that was on his chest made its way to the side of his face. Your lips softly touched his and to your surprise, he didn’t pull away. His lips matched yours and the intensity in your kiss grew. Izaya slowly pushed you backward until you reached the kitchen counter. Your bodies weren’t able to get any closer to each other. Izaya’s hand trailed down your sides leaving tingles where they ran over your skin. His hands stopped when they reached the top of your thighs. You placed your hands on the counter and used it to lift yourself up. His lips never left yours

Izaya’s hands planted themselves on your thighs. He squeezed them and his nails dug into the exposed skin that your dress didn’t cover. Izaya broke the kiss, pulling away from you. “Are you sure you want this Y/n?”

You whined as he pulled away. “Izaya, please.” Your hands wrapped around his torso, pulling him closer to you again. “I need you.”

The lust that filled your voice made his tone change. It had been a long time since Izaya had been with a girl. His tough exterior made most women of the city want nothing to do with him. You were one of the very few exceptions. “If you’re sure I’m happy to oblige.” His lips were inches from yours, the feeling of them hovering right before yours almost making you beg him again. He pinned his lips to yours, the kiss passionate this time. He trailed his hand up your thigh and under your dress, rubbing along the material of your lace panties. The fabric was already soaked from your dripping core. You could feel his smirk against your lips. “You’re so wet already. Have long have you been holding this back tonight?”

You leaned your head back against the cupboard behind you as he rubbed his fingers against your folds. “Izaya,” The seductive tone of your voice made him bite his lips, his fingers rubbing faster. A quiet curse comes from you as you feel yourself nearing your release. “Shit… I’m so close.”

Your walls begin to tighten around his fingers as they pump in and out of you, your hips grinding against them, desperate for his touch. As Izaya pulled his fingers away you felt yourself clamp down on emptiness. A desperate whine erupts from you as he gives you a sly smile. He licked his fingers clean, watching you breathe hard as you sat on the counter, trying to catch your breath. You heard the zipper of his jeans coming undone as your eyes met. His erect length sprung from his pants as they came down, it hit your leg, leaving his pre-cum glistening in the light of the kitchen.

You inched yourself closer to the edge of the counter, hopeful that he would finally drive himself into you. His hand pushed your dress up again and then lined himself up with your entrance. His tip rubbed against your clit, the pleasure from it coursing through you. “I want you Izaya.”

He grabbed your face in his hands. “Tell me again.”

“I need you Izaya.” You reached down for his length, but his hand grabbed your wrist. “Uh, uh, uh. Patience you thirsty girl.” He grasped his cock and stroked himself a couple of times, your eyes never leaving him. With a harsh thrust, Izaya bottomed himself out inside you, hitting your cervix.

Izaya’s hands gripped your hips, sliding you as close to him as he could get. “God… you’re so tight. So perfect for me.” A few grunts left his body as he pounded himself inside you, your walls spasming around his cock. As your walls clamped around him his legs grew weak, threatening to give out from under him. ���I’m not gonna last much longer at this rate.”

You wrapped your legs around his hips as he rutted himself into you. “I’m almost there…” His voice grew raspy as his body threatened to let go.

“Come inside me. Please.” You begged him. You wanted nothing more than to feel him coat you. The longing in your core taking over all your senses.

A strangled sound came from the back of his throat. “Here it is.” He thrust hard twice more and you felt the heat of his load painting your walls. He reached down between your legs and rubbed circles around your clit. “Now let yours go, baby. Come for me. I wanna feel you come on my cock.” His words sent you over the edge, your orgasm shattering you as you leaned against his chest.

As your body relaxed you laid your forehead on his shoulder. He cupped your face in your hands, pulling you to him and placing another soft kiss on your lips. You placed a hand on his chest. “Will you stay tonight?”

Izaya looked down at your lap and smiled. “Yea. I’ll stay.”

* * * * * *

When the morning light broke through your windows you rolled over, the sleeping face of Izaya Orihara meeting you. You heard a small knock come from your front door so you threw the blankets off of yourself and left the room. When you looked through the small peek hole you saw Masaomi standing outside it. The door opened a crack and you peeked your head through it. “Masaomi, what are you doing here?”

He smiled. “I wanted to check on you. I hadn’t heard from you. I tried calling you but I didn’t get an answer.”

“I just woke up. Sorry.” You gave him an apologetic smile.

You felt the door being pulled from your hand as it opened further. Masaomi’s eyes grew wide as he stared at the person standing behind you. “Izaya?” He drew out the name, clearly shocked to see him.

“Masaomi. Nice to see you. It’s been a long time.” A grin cracked Izaya’s face as the shock grew more.

The look on Masaomi’s face made you turn back to Izaya. “How do you know Masaomi?”

“We used to work on a project together. It’s been a while since we’ve worked together tho. Are you still even involved with that project?”

The tension on Masaomi’s face was growing steadily. “Yea. I am. I’m just starting it again.”

Izaya’s laugh erupted. “Well, then we have to talk. There’s someone involved with the project that shouldn’t be.” Izaya grabbed Masaomi’s arm and turned him around, pushing him toward the door. As Masaomi walked out and turned the corner Izaya looked back at you, placing a hand on your hip and a peck on your cheek. “I left a card on the nightstand. It’s got my number. Give me a call later, or shoot me a text.”

As he slipped out the door and closed you behind him you grew an uneasy feeling. A project? What kind of project could they have worked on together?

* * * * * *

As you sat on your couch later that night the news flashed over your television. As you watched the face of the person that had attacked you last night showed up. The title read “Man Hospitalized After Brutal Attack”. You jumped back on the couch and grabbed your phone. How could this have happened? There was only one person that had known what happened last night. You slowly walked to the bedroom and grabbed the business card from the nightstand.

As you waited for an answer you were growing more and more impatient. How could Izaya have done something like this? As the now-familiar deep voice answered the phone you calmed some. His voice had a way of soothing you. “Hello? Is that you beautiful?”

The familiar greeting shocked you. You had forgotten that you hadn’t exchanged numbers, he had only left his. “Izaya, we need to talk.”

“You saw the news. I promise you that I had nothing to do with that. He was a member of the Yellow Scarves. His gang probably found out somehow and had their way with him.”

“Can you meet me somewhere?”

“I’ll come to you. I’ll meet you in ten minutes.” A click followed his last sentence.

* * * * * *

A knock on the door jumped you. Ten minutes had felt like an eternity. “It’s Izaya.”

“It’s unlocked.” The door slowly opened, revealing his tall, slender figure.

He slid his coat off and hung it on the rack as he walked in. “What did you want to talk about?” Izaya took the seat next to you on the couch, turning so his body was facing you. He sunk into the cushion and leaned back. “You didn’t sound happy on the phone.”

“Who did you tell?” You didn’t offer any explanation, you just spoke.

“Whatever do you mean?” He raised a hand.

“Who did you tell about last night? Either you told someone or you beat that man yourself. Which was it?” Your anger was rising and he sensed that.

He leaned forward from the couch and placed a hand on your cheek. His touch jumped you. “I had to show that man that you don’t mess with what’s mine.” You hadn’t expected him to be so abrupt. “I may or may not know someone affiliated with the Yellow Scarves. They may or may not have gotten a tip about one of them attacking an innocent last night. I know their leader doesn’t stand for that kind of thing.” He ran his thumb softly over your skin.

“What do you mean by what’s yours?” You couldn’t decide whether you should be annoyed or flattered that the black-haired man had taken such a liking to you.

“I mean exactly what I said.” He slid himself closer to you, your legs now touching. His hands rested on your thighs. “If you’ll have it, I’d like to call you mine.”

A shiver flowed through your body. “I don’t know Izaya. We barely know each other and-”

He cut you off. “I’d say we know each other pretty well after last night.” He slowly leaned forward and placed his lips directly in front of yours. “Let everyone know that you belong to Izaya Orihara. I can guarantee you that no one in Ikebukuro will ever mess with you again.”

He let his lips hover there, awaiting your answer for him. The temptation to put your lips to his was almost too much. “Fine. On one condition.”

A chuckle left his lips, sending a vibration through you as his lips drew closer to yours. “Name it.”

“You tell me who your connection with the Yellow Scarves is.”

A small price to pay for something the man truly wanted. “He can never know that you know.” He pushed his lips to yours, sealing the deal. Your lips lingered together for a second and when they broke apart he breathed their name. “Masaomi Kida.”

Revamped: 4/20/2021

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