#he was unexpectedly quiet and shy in this video

[bradshawssugarbaby]

All The Pretty Girls - Bob Floyd x Reader

A/N: Inspired by All The Pretty Girls by Kenny Chesney.

pairing: Bob Floyd x reader

warnings/content: sickeningly sweet Bob fluff.

word count: 3.1k

I'm home for the summer, shoot out the lights Don't blow my cover, oh I'm free tonight I'm coming over, call all your friends "Somebody hold me", all the pretty girls said All of the whiskey, went to my head "Shut up and kiss me", all the pretty girls said

Bob took in a deep breath as he walked up the long, dirt pathway that lead to his parents’ farmhouse. It’d been months since he’d been back in Kentucky - years, even, and as he approached the sounds of the party his family was throwing in the backyard, he felt himself fighting harder and harder to resist the overwhelming urge to turn around and run as fast as he could back to his rental car, hop in and catch the next flight back to San Diego. He contemplated the excuses he could come up with to explain his sudden disappearance, but before he had a chance to figure out the minor details, a familiar voice called out to him.

“Bobby! There’s our favourite lil pilot!”

His uncle shouted from across the yard, coming over to him with a firm slap on the shoulder as he greeted him. Bob tried not to cringe at the juvenile nickname his family still called him - he hated being called Bobby. No one back in San Diego knew him as anything other than Bob - it felt more grown up. He was the baby in his family, often called Bobby in a condescending way to remind him of how much younger he was than everyone else.

He’d been the surprise baby in the family - born unexpectedly when his mother was 37, following behind four older sisters who were 6, 8, 11 and 13 when he was born. Now, at 32, Bob felt himself recoil internally everytime someone called him that, especially if it was his family. His dozen nieces and nephews were about the only ones he’d tolerate it from, and occasionally his grandmother - who at this point was over 90 years old, and who was he to tell her no?

Bob adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, forcing a smile as he turned to face his boisterous family. Growing up, he’d always wondered if he was adopted - he was quiet, reserved, and shy - the complete opposite of everyone in his family tree. In fact, it was a running joke with his older sister Kate that he was adopted. He believed it for a while when he was 6 - it explained so much about him, or so he thought. Until, that was, the moment that his eldest sister, the often bossy and in control Jennifer, pulled out the home videos that had been recorded when Bob was born - a sight that Bob still couldn’t erase from his memory, regardless of how hard he tried to.

“I’m not so little anymore, Uncle Don,” Bob said with a sheepish smile as his uncle pulled him in for a bear hug.

“No, s’pose you aren’t now, are ya? You got yourself a little lady now, Bobby?”

“Not yet. I’ve been busy - haven’t been stateside in months, actually. This is my first chance at leave in over a year. Just never bothered taking it, I guess.”

That was a lie - Bob had taken a couple weeks leave last year, but he spent it at his home in San Diego, refreshing the decor and repainting to make it more to his tastes and basking in the peaceful quiet of his new space. He’d spent a day or two wandering around downtown San Diego with his friend, Bradley, the two of them exploring the area together - Bradley showing Bob all the sites he’d remembered from photographs and childhood memories. Bob couldn’t tell his family that though - they’d be crushed to learn that he had time off and chose not to spend it with them.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to see them, he was sure of it. He just didn’t want to field all the questions he knew came with each visit. Nothing was off limits to his family - his love life, relationships, his personal details - he’d lost count of how many phone calls included a casual “So, meet anyone special yet, Bobby?”. He knew they meant well, but God, was he ever tired of it.

That was the other thing he’d grown tired of - watching his language all the time. His family was religious - far more so than he’d ever been, and the idea of swearing and cursing was scandalous to them, but it was something Bob’d grown used to in his 14 years serving in the Navy, between the Academy and on base. Trying to curb it around his family members was a task in and of itself.

“Robert!” His mother's arrival interrupted his ruminations, her fervent embrace enveloping him in a maternal cocoon. "Your accent's gone already, I knew California would be bad for you," she lamented, a tinge of jest lacing her words.

“Hi Ma, missed you,” He nodded, hugging her back firmly with a smile, “Relax, Ma, I’m still a Southern boy at heart, even if I don’t sound like it. Two of the guys in my squad are from the South too. Jake’s from Texas, Bradley’s from Virginia. I’ll probably find my accent again soon now that I’m stationed with them at North Island. At Lemoore I wasn’t paired up with anyone from here.”

“Ooh, Robert,” she said softly, rubbing his shoulder as she spoke to him, “There’s someone who’s been askin’ ‘bout you.”

Bob was about to ask who it was when the question was answered for him. He turned in the direction his mother was facing and felt his cheeks flush a bright red as he saw you. You and Bob had been friends as children - best friends, in fact. You’d kept in contact over the years, but eventually, around your 24th birthdays, the hangouts became less frequent, the phone calls grew further apart and texts took longer to answer, until eventually, they stopped. Standing in front of him now, eight years later, he couldn’t imagine for the life of him why he ever stopped talking to you.

His mind raced with a million thoughts at once, visions of what life would have been like if he’d manned up and asked you out. If he’d decided to risk it all in high school and take you to prom, or if he’d asked you out when you went to university a couple hours drive away from the Naval Academy. He figured he probably would have married you, if given the chance to go back and do it again. Own a house with a big yard, a half a dozen kids running around, some just like him, with sandy blonde hair and deep blue eyes, and some just like you - a vision of beauty in his mind.

He snapped back to reality when he felt you wrap your arms around him, a wide smile spreading across your face. He hugged you firmly, not wanting to make his sudden desire to hold you close evident. For all he knew, you could be married with a family by this point - it wouldn’t be odd at all, not now in your early thirties. In fact, he felt like he was the odd one out compared to everyone he’d grown up around in Kentucky. Most of the people he’d gone to school with were parents to kids approaching third grade.

“It’s so good to see you!” you exclaimed cheerfully as you pulled back from Bob’s embrace, sporting a warm, friendly grin.

“Yeah, it’s great seeing you too. Wow, it’s uh…it’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

“Eight years, give or take.” You nodded quickly, shrugging the idea off as you met Bob’s cobalt blue eyes, finding it hard not to get yourself lost in them. He always did have the prettiest eyes you’d ever seen, framed perfectly now by silver wire framed glasses.

“How have you been?” He smiled as he guided you over towards the kitchen, grabbing a glass from the cupboard and turning to look at you, “You want some sweet tea?”

“I’d love some, thanks Bob,” you nodded, remembering that he preferred going by that now that he was older.

As Bob poured two glasses of his mom’s homemade sweet tea for each of you, your eyes wandered over him, taking in the sight before you. The last time you’d seen him, Bob still resembled the teenage boy you’d crushed on throughout high school, but now, standing in his place, was a man. He stood at a solid six foot one, his blonde hair neatly combed, and a more adult style pair of wire glasses adorning his face, as opposed to the thick, dark square frames he wore throughout the time you knew him.

“I’ve been good,” you nodded slowly as you sipped the cool, brown liquid, the notes of lemon, sugar and black tea dancing on your tongue, “How about you? I heard you’re stationed out west now?”

“Yeah, I was at Lemoore, which is further north in California, but now I’m at North Island, in Coronado. Just outside of San Diego, actually. Other side of the bay.”

“How do you like it there? Bet the weather’s great, like, all the time, isn’t it? Much better than what I get out in D.C.”

“You’re in D.C. now?”

“Yeah,” you nodded, smiling softly, “Never left after college.”

Bob listened empathetically as you filled him in on everything he’d missed in your life over the past eight years. As you spoke, he couldn’t help but feel his attention wavering, not because he wasn’t interested in what you had to say, but because he couldn’t help but envision all the things that could’ve happened had he been brave enough to ask you out earlier. He wanted to kick himself for not trying for you - he’d always been fond of you. The sheer thought of you asking about him, and coming back to Kentucky to see him when he came home was enough to make him think of how much he’d screwed up before.

You felt yourself rambling nervously as you talked to Bob, trying to avoid any awkward silence between the two of you. You were so relieved to have this moment with him - just to talk to him again. You heard he was single, and you knew you still had unresolved feelings for him so when your mom had told you about the homecoming barbecue that Mrs. Floyd was planning for him, you knew you had to make the drive home, just to see what could’ve been between you both, and to see if anything remained between you.

As the night carried on, you felt yourself falling further and further for Bob - and now, you were left wondering why you hadn’t been bold enough to ask him out before. Why now, when it was the least convenient for the two of you, had to be when you realized this. You lived on the complete opposite coasts from one another - a six hour flight spanning the United States between the two of you. Although, the more time spent with Bob that evening, the more you found yourself considering taking a transfer to your job’s California office. Los Angeles was a much more doable three hour drive to San Diego - you could manage driving three hours every few days to see him if you needed to.

By 9pm, the party had dwindled down to a few members of Bob’s family, his parents, and you - everyone else having turned in for the night or headed home earlier. You, however, were staying a couple of houses away at your parents’ home, and could manage to stay as long as Bob wanted you to. He looked around the party, and, upon realizing he wouldn’t be missed anymore if he disappeared, he took you by the hand playfully, leading you to the old tree at the back of the property.

Nestled in the tree sat the treehouse you’d spent so many hours in together as kids, looking completely unchanged from when you’d last seen it. Bob smiled as he started climbing up the makeshift ladder, looking back at you with a mischievous grin - one you hadn’t seen in him since you were children.

“You comin’?” he ribbed playfully as he swung himself up into the treehouse, reaching his hand down to offer you help.

You shook your head, laughing at how ridiculous you felt, but quickly climbed your way up the tree to join him. He helped you into the treehouse, smirking at you as he adjusted his glasses. The treehouse was still decorated the way you’d left it - old toys sitting out on the table, a small toy chest full of Nerf guns and playing cards, a couple of toy cars and action figures joining them. Bob picked one of the action figures up, laughing as he held it in his hands, as if all the memories of you two playing together came flooding back at once.

“I forgot about this place,” you mused softly, your voice barely a whisper against the backdrop of forgotten treasures.

Bob nodded, a faint smile playing on his lips as he regarded the toy with a mix of fondness and amusement.

"Yeah, my nieces and nephews use it I guess sometimes. Glad to see they've left Batman intact for me though," he remarked, lifting the action figure as if to emphasize its importance.

A nostalgic chuckle bubbled up within you as you recalled the shared adventures of your childhood. "Hey, I remember that one! Batman used to come in and rescue Barbie for me all the time."

A playful glint danced in Bob's eyes as he remembered those innocent days of make-believe. "And then you insisted that Batman had to kiss Barbie."

"Listen, Barbie wanted to thank him," you protested with a playful grin, memories of imaginative play flooding back with each word.

"I think you just watched too many romcoms," Bob teased, his voice laced with affectionate banter.

Shaking your head, you couldn't help but laugh at the playful exchange, the echoes of your shared history ringing through the air. But as your laughter subsided, you found yourself drawn once more to Bob's gaze, the warmth of familiarity mingling with the weight of unspoken questions.

"Do you ever think about what would have happened if we dated in high school?" you ventured, the words hanging in the air like a delicate thread connecting past and present.

"All the time, actually," Bob admitted, his tone tinged with a hint of vulnerability.

"I always figured I'd end up marrying you," you nodded, your cheeks flushing with a mixture of embarrassment and sincerity as you confessed the thought that had lingered in the depths of your mind for far too long.

The air seemed to crackle with tension as your words hung in the space between you, each syllable echoing with the weight of unspoken truths and long-held desires. Across from you, Bob's expression shifted, a kaleidoscope of emotions flickering across his features before settling into a mask of gentle surprise.

The soft glow of the evening sun cast golden hues upon the scene, lending an ethereal quality to the moment as you both grappled with the revelation that hung heavy in the air. For a heartbeat, the world around you seemed to stand still, as if holding its breath in anticipation of what would come next.

Bob's gaze softened, his cobalt eyes reflecting the vulnerability mirrored in your own. "I… I never knew you felt that way," he admitted, his voice a gentle murmur against the backdrop of fading daylight.

A rush of uncertainty washed over you, mingling with the warmth of raw honesty that spilled from your lips. "I think I just, pushed it away, you know? I didn’t want us to stop being friends over it or anything as kids." you confessed, your words a whispered confession carried on the breeze.

Silence enveloped you once more, punctuated only by the distant chirping of crickets and the rustle of leaves in the evening breeze. In the quiet of the moment, the weight of unspoken possibilities hung heavy between you, a delicate dance of hope and fear weaving its way through the air.

Then, with a soft exhale, Bob reached across the space between you, his hand finding yours with a gentle certainty that sent shivers cascading down your spine. "Maybe… maybe we should talk about this," he suggested, his voice tentative yet filled with a quiet resolve.

As his fingers intertwined with yours, you felt a surge of courage swell within your chest, buoyed by the warmth of his touch. With a nod, you met his gaze, the tension hanging in the air melting away as you closed the distance between the two of you, locking your lips with his in a gentle, tender kiss.

Time seemed to slow to a standstill as the world around you faded into oblivion, leaving only the two of you suspended in a moment of pure connection. His lips met yours with a softness that belied the depth of emotion coursing between you, igniting a spark that set your heart ablaze.

The sensation of his breath mingling with yours sent shivers cascading down your spine, each touch igniting a symphony of sensations that danced across your skin like a gentle breeze. In that fleeting instant, you lost yourself in the warmth of his embrace, the weight of the world falling away as you surrendered to the intoxicating pull of desire.

The soft murmur of the evening breeze whispered through the air, carrying with it the promise of a new beginning as you reveled in the sweetness of the moment. His arms enveloped you in a tender embrace, pulling you closer until there was no space left between your bodies, only the shared warmth of your intertwined souls.

For a heartbeat, the world ceased to exist beyond the two of you, each touch a testament to the depth of feeling that bound you together. In the embrace of his arms, you found solace, a sanctuary amidst the chaos of life's uncertainties. As you finally pulled away, the ghost of his touch lingered on your lips, a lingering reminder of the passion that pulsed between you.

Bob’s cheeks flushed bright red, and he began to stutter as he spoke, a trait he’d long grown out of. “I, uh, I…um, that was…something,” he managed to spit out before beginning to ramble about how much he enjoyed kissing you.

“Bob,” you began, laughing softly as your hand gently rested on his cheek.

“Mhmm?”

“Shut up and kiss me again.”

[ilovetulips]

Hi there! Would you be able to post a one shot where steve is pretty cocky and flirtatious but and the reader is just pretty shy and easily flustered. And she goes to family video and unexpectedly meets Robin and Steve working there, even though they are all aware steve and the reader both have crushes on each other! xx

steve harrington x fem!reader

You’ve got to admit, when you’re not fighting inter-dimensional monsters Hawkins can be pretty boring. You’re sick of laying in your room all day, struggling to find ‘normal teenager’ activities. The closest thing you have to normality is your overwhelming crush on none other than Steve Harrington.

It’s essentially a right of passage in Hawkins, to have a crush on him. But can you blame everyone? The perfect combination of soft hair to soft lips is just so enticing. It’s hard to get them off your mind when the only thing you’re doing is thinking about him.

Every time you close your eyes, you see his dark pupils looking back at you. Inviting you in the explore them, but only falling back to reality when you literally fall off of your bed after crawling forward to engage in your fantasy. So, you decide you’ve had enough mushy Steve Harrington thoughts for the day and you’re going to watch a movie.

You pull up to the new and improved ‘Family Video’ store your friends had recommended. You don’t really care what movie you watch, you’re just bored. After fixing yourself to look more socially acceptable, you begin your journey to find the best vhs the store has to offer.

The small chime of the bell as you open the door grabs the attention of the two bickering workers behind the desk, temporarily stopping their small argument. It takes a while for your eyes to adjust to the dull lighting, but when they do they focus on none other than the man you were trying to distract yourself from.

A slow smirk graces his face while your eyes widen with slight horror. Robin instantly is overwhelmed with joy, picking up on both of your mutual crushes weeks ago. Despite the fact Steve had already told her, and they were quite literally arguing over when Steve was going to tell you before your entrance, Robin still firmly believed she picked up on it herself.

“Shit.” you and Steve both mutter to yourselves in unison, quiet enough for both of you to dismiss it as settling noise. “Hey, guys. I… uhm. I didn’t know you worked here.” Your voice comes out strained as the bubble in your throat stays permanent and unmoved.

“Oh yeah, been working here for a while now. Right, Robs?” Steve turns to look at Robin, who is staring right at you with a great big smile plastered on her features. “Oh yeahhh… a while. How can we— Steve help you, [Y/N]?” The short haired girl states.

“Just lookin’ for something to cure my boredom.” You say to her with a laugh before facing Steve.

“I’ve got a few solutions for that one sweetheart.”

You stutter instantly, encased in a trance as your rosey cheeks turn a deep shade of pink.

“Just messin’ with ya, [Y/N]. You don’t have to look so…” When did he stand next to you? And when did the store get so hot? “…flustered.” He whispered into your ear with a pat on your head.

You look up at him with doe eyes that drive him insane. The girl of his dreams, staring up at him with her teeth grazing her bottom lip. He knew it wasn’t purposeful, and you were just shy but he thought you were the prettiest girl he’d ever seen. The façade of an innocent act only drew him in more. His racing thoughts in sync with his heartbeat are rudely interrupted by Robin’s loud, and rather obnoxious gagging sound. Both of your heads snap up to her; you being both shocked and pretty unresponsive, while Steve showing emotions of annoyance and anger.

“One sec babe, just need to talk to Robin real quick. Then I’m all yours.” Steve trails off with a wink before shoving Robin into the break room, leaving you red-faced and warm. Just when you’d thought your crush couldn’t get any worse, it did. Why did he have to be such a tease?

“What do you think you’re doing? Huh? Interrupting me and [Y/N] like that… I thought you wanted me to make moves!” Steve says while pacing back and forth, explaining with his arms flailing about yet being wary of the girl standing just outside.

“You’re so stupid Steve. ‘Course I want you to make moves! But basically eye-fucking each other in the middle of the store is not okay! I don’t want to see that. Gross.” Robin says, almost too loudly as Steve launches forwards to cover her mouth.

“Eye— Eye-fucking? What’re you saying? God you just— ugh!” He says, stressed out. He leaves the short haired girl in the break room, before making his way back to you.

“Sorry gorgeous, Robin jus’ being Robin. What movie are you looking for?” Steve asks with a sincere smile while sitting on the counter.

“You got anything scary? Horror section or something?” You work up the courage to ask the floppy haired boy in front of you.

“Yeah, ‘course we do. Follow me.” Steve says with a jump as he flops from the desk and plods over to the small section dedicated to horror movies. “We got… The Shining, The Exorcist—“

“Holy shit! You’ve got The Evil Dead? This store is the best… hot employees, great movies. Like seriously, this place is heaven on earth!” You say excitedly, picking up your favourite movie. Not realising what you said, and not expecting Steve to trap you against the shelf between his arms.

“Hot employees, eh?” You hadn’t even clicked until you’d seen that stupid smirk on his face. “You’re cute when you’re all blushy.” He tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear as you look up in shock.

You’re so pretty, he can’t let someone else have you. “Listen… how ‘bout I give you a special deal?” His heart is hammering in his chest. He catches a small glimpse of a nosey Robin listening in from the desk, an encouraging thumbs up being lifted into the air from her.

“Hm?” You hiccup. He smells of musky vanilla, and a slight hint of mint. You’re completely intoxicated by him, a permanent red blush staining your cheeks as he holds your jaw in his hand.

“I give you that movie for free… and I come ‘round your place tonight. We can watch it together? Sound good, doll?” He says, confidence dripping from every syllable.

“Mhm… I would love that.” How you said that in such close proximity is beyond you, yet you’re glad you had to guts to say it. Smiles slip onto both of your faces as Robin squeals with excitement.

“Go Harrington! You made your move!” She shouted at him, causing him to smile lightly at you before chasing after her.

“Robin, you’re dead. Dead!” He seethes, while she runs between aisles of vhs tapes to narrowly escape her impending ‘doom’.

Your chest erupts into giggles watching the two green vested workers run around the store like little kids. You watch them in adoration as Steve nimbly grabs her by the waist platonically, taking caution not to hurt her as she laughs in his arms. You could only wish that were you.

Little do you know, Steve wishes it were you in his arms too.

[dirty-brainrot]

(Cat Cafe)

Oh god, first oneshot post... I proof-read this so many times.

Anyway,

Pairing: Jotaro Kujo³ x Reader

"Hey Jotaro, do you wanna visit a cat cafe?"

He didn't know why he agreed to his red-haired friend, he could've been doing something else like sleeping or smoking (anything that didn’t involve people, preferably). He doesn't hate exactly cats but he doesn't like them either, although he wished it was an aquatic-themed cafe instead.

After school had ended, Jotaro walked alongside Kakyoin who was pretty hyped about going to the cat cafe, he had not stopped talking about it since he mentioned it over at lunch.

The conversation was one-sided because of Jotaro's quiet nature. Sometimes he would hum or grunt in acknowledgment.

Finally arriving inside the fur-filled cafe, the two tall teens spoke to the store clerk and they went over some rules and guidelines.

Inside the cafe was decent-looking. Cute paw prints were decorating the cream walls, every object was cat-themed as expected but overall it had a vibe to it.

There were only a few people inside, talking and eating. The cat caretakers/waiters doing their job.

"Hey isn't that Y/N-chan?" Kakyoin whispered gaining Jotaro's attention and pointed at you, who was tending to a black cat.

You're friends with Kakyoin and he would sometimes invite you to have lunch with them. Jotaro doesn't mind it, as long as you're quiet and don't blast his ears off with squealing and fangirling. And of course, Jotaro intimidating the crap out of you, you barely talk with them. But there are times where you would get very talkative.

His cold gaze wandered to your figure who was indeed feeding a black cat. "Let's go find a seat, Jotaro." Kakyoin spoke and began dragging Jotaro to a table, littered with cats.

"Couldn't you at least picked a table with less cats?" He grunted, the table had at least 4 cats around it. But to poor Kakyoin's demise and Jotaro's delight, the cats started going away leaving Kakyoin to whine. "Look Jotaro! You scared them away!"

Kakyoin's whining was cut short to you arriving at their table with a black cat on your shoulder, making the cherry boy gasp.

"May I take your order?" You asked with a shy smile. It was rare to see the big bad delinquent visit a cat cafe but seeing his cherry loving friend, he was probably dragged along.

"You work here? And you have a cat on your shoulder!" Kakyoin asks along with stating the obvious that you indeed have a black cat on your shoulder. "Yes, I do. I don't know why but this lil' fella follows me everywhere." You scratched the cat's head.

"That's so cute, having a little cat follower." Outside the cafe, you would've looked like a witch but seeing that you were working in a cat cafe it was pretty normal. "Anyways, what would you like to order?"

They both looked at the menu on the table. "Do you have any cherry-flavored snacks here?" You chuckled knowing his love for cherries. "Sadly, no." Kakyoin pouted before ordering something else, Jotaro just ordered a normal latte.

"Alright, I'll be back with your orders." You said while putting down the black cat and handing them the brochure filled with information about the cute cats in the cafe.

Jotaro watched you walk away, his cold gaze never leaving your figure until he felt something soft and warm on his lap. "Oh! That one is called 'Qtaro'" Kakyoin stated with a chuckle while flipping the page of the book. "Huh, it says here that Qtaro is quite a distant cat and barely interacts with other cats..." The cat purrs on Jotaro's lap making Kakyoin smile. "Seems like Qtaro likes you."

Jotaro and the feline had a little staring contest, two ocean-colored eyes stare into each other. Soon later, you arrived with their drinks on a tray. "Here are your orders..." You trailed off, "Well, that's strange.." Whispering the last part while handing their beverages to them. "Qta never lays on people's lap aside from me."

"Oh? He kinda reminds me of Jotaro." Kakyoin took a sip of his drink, you giggled at his statement. Qtaro also reminded you of Jotaro, it was strange. Like Jotaro, the cat would stray far from people and wanted only peace, and sometimes you could feel Jotaro's gaze on you whenever you're in the same class as him same as the feline would do whenever you were working at the cafe.

"Also Y/N-chan, can you introduce some of the cats to me?" You nodded at his request. He quickly drank the rest of his drink, then stood up to follow you. The cat hopped off of Jotaro to follow you, while the huge man just watched from his chair. He doesn't know why but ever since you tagged along with Kakyoin he slowly became attracted to you.

He couldn't help but get jealous whenever Kakyoin made you smile or laugh or just get your attention in general.

Right now, you were introducing Toffee to Kakyoin. Nearly every cat ran away from him except Qtaro since he's following you but at a distance. Toffee, the most friendly and interactive cat in the cafe had rejected Kakyoin.

Kakyoin started sulking on the floor and you couldn't help but stifle your laugh. "D-don't worry Kakyoin. Pffbt- If it helps, if I ever turn into a cat I won't run away from you." Kakyoin only sulked more.

Unable to suppress your laughs, you busted out laughing. You tried to quiet down before gaining some more unwanted attention.

Unaware of the Jotaro looming behind you, you squeaked when you felt a rough hand land on your shoulder.

"Introduce me to some of the cats too." His deep voice notifying you that it was only Jotaro. He didn't know what he was doing, it just came out of his mouth. Confused at his actions, you still obliged.

"Follow me." You gently grabbed his hand on your shoulder and dragged him to the other side where cats had gathered, leaving the sulking cherry boy behind.

Both of you sat down on the floor, then you began introducing the cats to him one by one, all of them seem to have taken a liking to him. It was a cute sight, cats have gathered to Jotaro and some had even climbed onto him. Even Qtaro was on him!

"How did you manage to get their attention?! They all kept running away from me..." Kakyoin sat down beside you and pouted.

"Maybe Jotaro-kun is secretly a cat whisperer." You joked while petting a Siamese cat.

"So Y/N-chan, you never told us you work at a cat cafe!" Kakyoin said, trying to grab some of the cat's attention away from Jotaro. "Well, you never asked." You stated, grinning smugly at your sassy response.

"Touché. But when do you work here?" He asked, turning his attention fully on you since the cats won't even notice him.

"Every Wednesday to Friday at around 4:40 pm and my shift ends at 7:00 pm." You respond to him while helping Jotaro remove the cats on him.

"Oh, so that's why you don't hang out with us that often. I thought we might've scared you away." Smiling, you said "As shy as I look, you two don't scare me." Like a liar.

'Well, Jotaro-kun looks a... little scary...'

Kakyoin looked at the cute cat clock on the wall. "It's getting late... I need to go home before mom temporarily bans me from playing video games." You nodded and stood up with them.

"Oh don't worry about the drinks, I already paid for them. Think of it as a thank you for helping me last week with my math." You smiled at the cherry man, making the emo man jealous. Kakyoin rubbed the nape of his neck. "You shouldn't have..." He smiled and thanked you.

You accompanied them to the door, Kakyoin waved goodbye at you while Jotaro just nodded at you.

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"Hey, Kakyoin, let's visit it again tomorrow."

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"Oh don't worry about the drinks, I already paid for them. Think of it as a thank you for helping me last week with my math." You playfully winked at Kakyoin making him blush and stutter a thank you. From that little interaction, Jotaro had enough.

They walked outside the cafe, Kakyoin bidding you goodbye while Jotaro asked him to walk ahead. Confused by his actions, he nodded and walked away. 'He's been acting strange today... He's more quieter than he used to...'

Jotaro walked back into the cafe looking for you, your coworkers were nowhere to be seen giving him the perfect opportunity. "Oh hey Jotaro, I thought you left..?" You tilted your head in confusion as to why he hasn't gone home yet.

His cold gaze shifted to your figure and walks towards you by the cat feeding station. Unexpectedly, his hands were suddenly on the wall by your sides, trapping you. You felt your cheeks heat up "J-Jotaro..?" You whisper, starting to feel somewhat scared and intimidated by his height.

"I thought I don't scare you?" His deep gruff voice was deeper than before and his warm breath, that smelt faintly of coffee, tickled your face. "I- I-" You stuttered trying to form a sentence. He chuckled at your flushed state. You hugged the sack of cat food, trying to calm your burning face.

It was silent, besides some casual cat mewls here and there.

"Go out with me." He stated boldly which made your face much more redder than before. "H-Huh?!"

"Good grief woman, are you deaf?" His hands left your sides and went straight into his pocket, looking away he spoke again. "If you don't want to-"

"Yes!" You quickly interrupted his sentence. You could faintly see his ears turn pink as he pulled down his hat. You giggled, the redness of your face starting to fade.

"I would love to, Jotaro-kun."

[himitsu-luna]

Headcanon

♡˖⑅ Jaehyun as your husband ⑅˖♡

- warnings : mentions of drinking and getting tipsy

Getting married is something Jaehyun doesn't take lightly. If he decides he is getting married, it's because he gave a lot of thought on it.

It was a big decision for him, especially because it involved your happiness, because it involved you. And also because it involved you, he was completely sure he wanted to do it.

He was pretty relaxed at your wedding day, but when you exchanged rings, he looked at you, shining bright in front of him, and he realized the real meaning of the ceremony. Your bond was already strong, but he could feel it getting even more solid and sturdy. You were officially a family, and this thought hit him unexpectedly hard.

Making things short, he wasn't expecting crying, but that's exactly what he did.

Jaehyun is that super chill husband, that doesn't express his feelings in super extravagant manners, but that watches over you and takes care of you in a subtle way.

He may not say "I love you" out loud for everyone to hear, but he says it in your ear as many times as you want, and he means it everytime.

He may not be always hugging you or squeezing you, but his hands are always comfortably holding yours. He may not buy you the most expensive jewelry, but he buys you that warm scarf on your favorite color for you to go out on cold days.

He may be a little bit shy at expressing his love to you, but he is certainly not shy at all when he is bragging about you to others. Everyone envies him, because he seems the luckiest person in the world.

Sometimes he does pull some nice romantic surprises for you. He likes to plan mini events, some nice dinners, something special involving things and places that are important for the two of you.

He always asks about your day, and he is such a great listener. Also, he gives great feedback, and life gets much lighter after talking to him.

Throughout the day, he sends you pictures of everything he finds interesting. A cute dog? Picture. A burguer shaped cloud? Picture. Doyoung and Haechan fighting? Picture (or even a video, if he manages to sneakily capture one)

You two are actually a really dynamic pair. You can act like children, running around the house while laughing, eating snacks all day long, playing rock paper scissors to decide who will do the dishes. Then like a very old couple, complaining about the weather, giving massages to each other because your back hurt, taking quick naps after lunch. Then like a couple in honeymoon, all lovey dovey, cuddling, snuggling and shamelesly sending flying kisses to each other.

You have some sort of telepathy. When you have to go to some social gathering or event, you have a whole conversation just with stares. "Do you want to leave?", his eyes ask you. "Yes, please!!", you respond with a blink.

He likes to take you to random night walks. Walking by the river, playing a basketball match in an empty court, buying drinks at some convenience store are things you like to do together, to relax a bit.

Also, movie nights and series marathons are frequent. You two can be the biggest nerds. You watch an entire series in one night and can't stop talking about it until you get to watch something else.

And while watching things together, it doesn't matter if you have a giant couch available for five people to sit comfortably. He always insists for you to sit on his lap so he can have you closer while you feed him popcorn.

Jaehyun likes wine, and sometimes he drinks a little. And tipsy Jaehyun is the cutest thing ever. The tip of his ears and nose get red, and he can't stop smiling and touching his face, saying it's hot. And then he touches your face and says you're the most beautiful person on Earth. But then he says that he can't say you're the most beautiful person in the universe, because maybe some alien is even more beautiful than you. But then he says "Nevermind, you're definetely the most beautiful", and then proceeds to pass out from sleep.

He has a morning ritual. He wakes up, kisses you, he dozes off a little bit, kisses you again, prepares his coffee, goes wherever you are, kisses you, drinks his coffee and spaces out until he is finally fully awaken.

Your family just loves him. When you visit your family, you notice that the entire neighborhood somehow knows Jaehyun and cheerfully greets him. That's because your family bragged about him to everybody of the street. "Oh myy, he really looks like a prince!!", random people say, admiring your husband.

Your house is simple, and it's incredible how it has a sophisticated and cool look, but also is so cozy and inviting.

There's always some nice groove music playing at your house, and it's commom finding you two slow dancing in the middle of the kitchen.

He tries his best to help in the kitchen, but it's better let the fragile cups and plates away from him. He is not that delicate, he once literally broke a bow just by placing it into the table.

Jaehyun is someone who hates conflicts, so you don't fight easily. But when he gets in a bad mood, he becomes very quiet and avoidant, and maybe overthinks. In most of the times, you are the one who starts a conversation so you can solve things. It doesn't take much for him to break his shell though, and start spitting his thoughts. Things always end up well, with an honest "I love you".

Overall, Jaehyun is a husband who sincerely values the connection and intimacy of your marriage. He tries his best to be the best for you. Life is interesting and easy with him, because you two can be yourselves with each other.

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[mintugiyuu]

Hi pepper ! (omg such a cute name) 💓 can I pls request modern au bf giyuu headcanons? I was just watching the valentine's day special and he seems so (unexpectedly) romantic? 🥺 I really wanna read your take on modern giyuu bc I loved the way you wrote him on the roadtrip hcs !

Tbh I think he'd still be quiet and awkward a bit but he'd be such an attentive and doting sweetheart, literally the perfect gentleman if he was raised by his sister because that's what tsutako taught him 💓 basically the same as the og giyuu from the taisho era but without the trauma and inferiority complex that prevents him from getting closer to others LOL anyway I hope this makes sense ! Sorry for rambling and thank you in advance 💓💓💓

> you have no idea how excited I was to see this request; I love writing my soft giyuu head-canons, and in modern day?? the possibilities are endless, thank you anon 🙏

> aw thank you hun! you’re v sweet! <3 I’m so so happy you liked my characterization of him, he’s one of my favorite characters and I love to write him soft ;3; no need to apologize, ramble away my friend!

> thank you again for requesting and I hope you enjoyed! this made my day to write! <3

༄ modern au! boyfriend giyuu head-canons.

sfw head-canons:

➥ pairing || tomioka giyuu x reader

➥ warnings || mentions of food and eating

giyuu would still be very awkward and silent, but in a less gloomy way. he is naturally an introvert, so he tends to keep to himself; but once comfortable, he’s surprisingly open and a bit talkative.

he is the definition of chivalrous, because of course tsutako nee-san wouldn’t raise him any other way. plus, as I’ve mentioned, giyuu shows his love through actions, not so much words.

holding open doors for you, pulling out chairs for you, lending his never-ending collection of hoodies to you for when you’re cold; the list goes on.

giyuu’s favorite out of that list is lending you his hoodies.

if you’re smaller than him, then he finds it absolutely adorable how the hoodie swallows you whole.

if you’re taller, then he purposely upsizes his hoodie wardrobe so you fit into them. most people will then assume that he’s wearing your hoodies, since he now looks small in his own.

being a quiet, more introverted man, he enjoys quieter dates.

stargazing is a favorite; laying side by side on your roof with blankets draped over the both of you; your head resting against his chest as he lets you point out constellations and other brighter stars.

other date ideas include: movie dates (theater or creating a pillow fort at home and watching it in there); beach dates or walks along the beach; car rides to nowhere, hearing you sing your head off to music; sitting in the corner of the empty cafe, watching your favorite shows on his laptop with headphones in.

he also enjoys going to the pet store with you and playing with the kittens that the store keeps.

it wouldn’t take long for you and giyuu to adopt a kitten and name them “tuffy”, a nickname you have for giyuu in the morning because of how bad his bed head gets.

giyuu is not a morning person in the slightest; so if you were trying to get out of bed to get ready for the day, he’d sleepily grip your arm, gently pulling you back into bed and hugging you from behind, mumbling “5 more minutes”.

five minutes turns to two hours if you’re not careful or persistent enough.

even after you get him out of bed, he’s falling asleep in his cereal.

in another post I mentioned the two tap system; even if you’re not so shy, he’d still use that system for himself because he is.

giyuu would be holding your hand in public and suddenly tap the top of your hand with his thumb, giving it a gentle squeeze.

if you were to say “I love you, too” and kiss him on the cheek, he’d blink a bit in surprise before averting his eyes.

the amount of times you’d successfully fluster him is too much to count.

he loves to send you random pictures throughout the day since he’s such a dry texter (not purposely, he just doesn’t have a way with words).

most come out blurry because he sucks at taking photos, but you’d appreciate the shaky video of a baby duck following giyuu around the park he was at.

don’t get me started with selfies. most times you wouldn’t be able to help yourself from laughing at how terribly awkward and out of his element he looks in the picture.

not a selfie guy.

but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have an album on his phone dedicated for selfies of you as well as photos of you both.

he likes to look through them time to time, smiling to himself in secret as he remembers the memory from the photo fondly.

giyuu will visit you at work if you don’t work from home, bringing you your favorite snack/treat/drink to make your day a bit better.

he’ll even stay as you consume it to listen to you rant about the latest drama or gossip in your work place.

the way giyuu normally gives affection is hidden, in a way; kisses on the back of your head, hugging you from the back, things such as that.

you’ll probably be the one to initiate things face to face; he’ll happily oblige, if not a bit slowly.

the ravenette also loves to take you over to dinner at his sister’s place; she refers to you as family by now, always thanking you for taking care of her “little giyuu” and welcomes you with open arms.

overall, he’s just one big awkward, dorky, quiet sweetheart that’s very happy to have someone like you to come home to.

[all-my-love-for-harry]

Not yours.

summary: someone tries to force their way back to y/n's life and harry isn't having any of it.

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based on these requests:

“also!! what about something angsty? maybe artemis gets hurt or something and harry is just in full on dad mode”

and 

“What about caleb seeing the trio on tabloids, so he gets slightly jealous and “want’s” back into Artemis’ life unexpectedly.”

and

“ could you write something for my shy little boy about Artemis real father finding out that harry adopted him and showing up at their house claiming that Artemis is his son and basically trying to claim his rights as a father, and harry gets REALLY protective, plsss i would love that concept”

and

“Can you do one in the shy little boy universe where Artemis's dad tries to come back in his life or something. Like he sees them and he's life 'give me a second chance' . I love your writing. Thanks”

you can find more of my shy little boy here

*:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: *:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･:

November, 2019.

Park days were the best days for the Styles family. They didn’t get to have them as much as they’d like as they were always so busy, but today was an off day and Artemis was responsible for choosing what they were going to do. And of course he chose the park.

Y/N packed some snacks in a picnic basket while Harry took the job of dressing Artemis up. Obviously Artemis ended up way too dress up for just going to the park but it wasn’t a secret Harry was crazy about them wearing the same color or matching outfits to go out.

Harry had picked a pair of white shorts and paired it with a pastel yellow polo shirt he tucked into the shorts. Artemis looked adorable although Harry knew his son most likely get the clothes dirty as soon as they arrive to the park.

“Daddy, my nose itches.” Artemis tried to take off his glasses but Harry stopped him.

Last month they had an appointment with the ophthalmologist and Artemis had to change his glasses at his doctor's request. But Artemis wasn't happy with his new ones, he was always looking for an excuse to take them off or hiding them from his parents.

"Better?" Harry asked, using his fingers to scratch softly where Artemis pointed it itched. The much smaller boy nodded. "You need the glasses, sweetheart. Don't take them off."

"I like my old ones better, why can't i have those?"

"Those doesn't work for you anymore, monkey." He explained. "C'mon, let's put your shoes on." Harry knelt in front of him to watch how Artemis ties his sneakers up, he smiled when his son made it without a problem.

"I just put the things in the car, are you ready?" Y/N said when she saw them coming down the stairs.

"Yes! Let's go, let's go!" Artemis almost jumped from the lasts steps.

Artemis rambled the entire ride about all the fun things they’d do together once they got there, constantly asking if they were at the park already. When they arrived, Harry was surprised it wasn’t so full of people, considering it was the weekend. Y/N unfolded the blanket on the grass, laying the stuff they brought.

“Daddy, let’s play.” Artemis pulled from Harry’s arm, making the latest chuckle.

“Just be careful, please. We don’t want you to fall.” Y/N remained her son, who was too busy running around with his dad.

It was a beautiful day outside, there wasn’t a single cloud in the sky, and the weather was perfect despite being in the middle of November. Harry had packed a Frisbee Artemis liked to use in their backyard and that’s what they were using to play.

Harry made sure to throw it softly at his son, not wanting the toy to hit him in the face. Artemis threw his hands in the air every time his daddy caught it.

Everything happened too fast, none of his parents could catch Artemis before he was face down on the grass. He had tried to throw the Frisbee higher but didn’t control his strength and he ended up on the floor.

Harry’s eyes grew wide as he ran towards the small child, his heart breaking as he heard his loud sobs. He picked him up from the grass and scooped him in his arms.

"Are you hurt? Where does it hurt, baby? Is it your arm?" He said, panic visible in his tone.

"He scraped his knees." Y/N said before cooing at Artemis, trying to calm him down. "Got some band aids for your knees, my love. It's okay." She took him in her arms and handed the band aids to Harry so he could put them on his boy's knees after cleaning the little blood that was there.

Caressing his hair softly, Y/N sat back down on the blanket, putting Artemis on her lap to wipe his tears off. "All better?" He nodded with a pout on his face.

Harry copied his son's pout, sitting next to them on the blanket. He didn't like seeing his love being upset, and he'd lie if he said he didn't feel a little guilty for him getting hurt.

"It's okay, accidents happen and sometimes we get hurt." Y/N said as if she could read Harry's thoughts. "What if we eat and then we can go for ice cream."

The smile reappeared on Artemis' face as he stood up from his mum's lap and cheered excitedly. Artemis ate whatever Y/N had packed for them, hurrying his parents so they could go get dessert.

"Are you okay?" Y/N asked Harry at the end of the day when Artemis was falling asleep on his daddy's shoulder as he carried him back to the car. "You've been quiet since he fell."

"Just worried. Should we take him to ER?"

"For scraped knees? Don't think so. Harry, it's fine, really. He doesn't even remember he has them." She assured. "Tomorrow it will be all better."

"But he cried so loud." He furrowed as they reached the car and Y/N opened the door of the backseat so Harry could put him on his carseat. "I was worried he hurt his elbow or something."

"I guess it was more out of surprise. He wasn't expecting to fall facedown on the floor." Once everything and everyone were in the car, Harry started to drive back home. "Please don't beat yourself up for this. It was literally an accident."

"But i was playing with him."

"Yes, but you couldn't have prevented it from happen."

She put a hand on his thigh, not wanting him to feel any worse from something so small. Artemis doesn't have a lot of accidents as he is a calm boy who doesn't play sports or anything that requires running or jumping, but when they happen, he gets scared and that's normal. No kid likes to see blood coming out of them, even if it's only a little.

"As a parent the best you can do is stay calm during these situations. If you don't panic, then he doesn't either." She smiled at him.

Y/N loved how protective Harry was, his skills as a parent never failed to show in any situation. But he was still very new at it, and he couldn't help but want to put his boy in a little bubble so nothing bad would happen to him.

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A week later, Y/N was cooking dinner while Artemis was upstairs in the movie room watching a cooking show on Netflix. Lately he's been obsessed with those and could watch entire seasons if his parents let him.

Harry was out having a meeting with his team but promised to be back for dinner, so it was just the two of them in the house.

The buzzer sounded, alerting someone was at the other side of the gates. Y/N put down the knife she was holding and walked towards the little screen that allowed her to see who was there.

Her breathe hitched when she saw Caleb standing there. He was looking the other way but Y/N could recognize him anywhere. A frown appeared on her face as he hit the buzzer again. She stayed in her place, starting at the screen and hoping he'd turn around and leave.

But he didn't.

She was ready to go outside and tell him to leave but she heard the gates open before she could do so. The gates opening meant Harry was home.

And home he was. But he furrowed as soon as he saw a body standing there. He didn't recognize the man but he was pretty sure he's seem his face before.

He parked inside but didn't close again the gates as he returned outside. "Can i help you?" Harry asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Is Y/N home?" The stranger asked, putting his hands inside of his pockets. "I need to speak to her."

"I'm sorry, who are you?"

"Doesn't matter, i need to see Y/N."

"Uh, it does matter, actually. Why is it so important to speak to my girlfriend?" Harry questioned again in a protective tone.

Before he could answer Harry's question, Y/N came out of the house, closing the door behind her before rushing towards the two man. She stood beside Harry, taking his hand in hers.

"What are you doing here, Caleb?" She asked and Harry's brain finally clicked. He looked so different from the only picture he's seen of him. "What do you want?"

"I need to see him, Y/N." Caleb said, almost in a demanding tone. Y/N looked up at Harry, who already had a deep, angry frown on his face. "I-I saw that video of you three at the park and... Y/N, i'm ready to meet my-"

"He's not your son." Harry barked angrily.

"Harry's right, Caleb. He's not yours in any way." She said sternly. "Besides, i bet it isn't the first video or picture you've seen of us, what could possibly make this one different?"

"I saw him getting hurt." He said defensively. "It.. awoke something in me. I want to be a father, Y/N."

"Then go ahead and get a family of your own because neither Artemis nor I have anything to do with you. Do i have to remind you, you signed the paper giving up your paternal rights?" Y/N started to get angry and Harry squeezed her hand.

"I was twenty-one, Y/N."

"So was I!" She now exclaimed.

"I think it's best if you leave." Harry spoke again, trying to control his anger before he punched that man straight on the face.

"And you are?" Caleb asked "Oh, right. You're the guy she replaced me with. Does my son calls you daddy too?"

"She didn't replace you, she just moved on with someone way better." He smirked. "And yes, my son calls me daddy, must hurt, right? Now get the fuck out of my property before i call the bloody cops."

Harry let go of Y/N's hand just to push Caleb out, not being able to hold his anger anymore. "If i ever see you close to my family, i'll fucking ruin you."

When Caleb was back on his car, Harry finally closed the gates and turned to see Y/N. "I'm sorry you had to see him, my love."

Y/N sighed. "I'm okay. I just... I hadn't seen him since he..." Her lip started trembling but she swallowed the tears. "Seeing his face brought back a lot of emotions."

"Couldn't imagine." Harry took her in his arms and kissed her forehead. "But you won't see him anymore, over my dead body."

"Thank you."

Harry smiled softly at her, supping her face with his hands and pecking her lips. "Thank you for letting me be the one by your side."

"I wouldn't dream of having anyone else."

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[got7hotties]

How GOT7 Acts With Their S/O

↘︎ Jaebeom - JB’s love towards you would be simple and pure. He would always be open with you and it reassured you that he didn’t care about your appearance nearly as much as he would your heart. Even when he would be busy, JB would make time for you somehow— whether it would be letting you sit on his lap while he was recording songs or sending you cute, flirty texts between shoots. We all know JB always says he “isn’t cute, just sexy” but you’re the only one that can bring that adorable side out of him. At the start of your relationship, Jaebeom would try to make himself seem as if he is the “ideal” boyfriend material by doing cheesy stuff like writing song lyrics about you, taking polaroid pictures of you, and even singing to you over the phone. But as soon as he starts getting comfortable around you, this dude is gonna smell like ten cans of bounce that ass. He wouldn’t care about what he looked like in front of you, keeping his place clean when you came over, or farting around you. Overall, that's how he shows he loves you because he is able to be himself around you. 

↘︎ Mark - Being in a relationship with Mark would be the chillest shit ever. He would always be laid back as hell and wouldn’t really care if you had ‘girls nights’ or took a long time to text him back. Mark is very quiet and observant around his members, and he would act the same around you. If you’re having a bad day, he’s the perfect person to come to if you need to talk because he is a great listener. Although he’s quiet, you should expect a lot of LA pool parties and gatherings with his family and friends. Mark would also be that type of boyfriend to forget stuff though because sometimes he forgets he has a girlfriend. He would be so busy playing video games that he would forget that he had to show his girlfriend attention, leaving you to sometimes be a little hurt. But as soon as he would see you sad, he would let you sit on his lap or just turn off the game completely and remind you that you’re his number one priority.

↘︎ Jackson - This man is absolute husband material. Jackson strikes me as that one dude who is always showing you off. Wherever you guys go, he always has to make it known that you are his girlfriend. When going out to a restaurant he would always say some slick shit like ‘table for Mr. and Mrs. Wang’ and would basically treat you guys as if y’all were king and queen. We all know that Jackson loves his family, especially his mom, so he would strive for you to build a relationship with them. As an example, every time he’s on the phone with his mom he might try to give you the phone so she can talk to you. Jackson would be very clingy with you and would make you baby him. Because he has a comedic personality, he makes it his goal to make you laugh at least ten times a day because nothing makes him more happy than seeing your smile. Even when you’re having a bad day, he makes it his top priority to brighten your day.

↘︎ Jinyoung - Jinyoung is that type of boyfriend that would try to seem nonchalant and doesn’t want to show you that he cares. He can be cold at times but feels as though no other person can be like that towards you except for him because he is very protective towards you. For instance, after you do your makeup and hair and ask him how you look, he would say ‘you look ugly’ jokingly but you know that he thinks you’re beautiful. Don’t get me wrong, he is head over heels for you and everytime he looks at you, he gets hypnotized by your beauty but he just doesn’t know how to tell you straight up how he feels so he hides it with jokes and coldness. Rather than telling you how much he loves you through words, he would show that he loves you through romantic gestures (for example: taking you out to dinner or bringing you flowers unexpectedly). Jinyoung would go out of his way to be a gentleman for you. It would be the little things he did repeatedly such as pulling out your chair, giving you his jacket when you were cold, or opening the car door for you that reminded you daily of how much you loved him. Despite his “cold” demeanor, Jinyoung would be absolutely smitten with you.

↘︎ Youngjae - Youngjae is a boyfriend that never takes things seriously. For instance, if you busted your ass on some ice, he’s going to laugh. If you embarrass yourself by accidentally burping out loud, he’s going to laugh. Youngjae is never going to take things literally and sees joy in anything you do. He’s good at releasing tension during awkward situations in a room and reassuring you that it’s okay to just make light of every situation. Youngjae does not really show sad emotions a lot (from what we see), and his main priority would be staying strong himself and keeping you happy. He’s GOT7’s “eternal sunshine” and he would be the same for you. You and Coco would be his two queens. Expect some teasing from him saying ‘Coco came first’ or letting Coco kiss him instead of you. He would use you as inspiration for writing songs by just staring at your face and writing down his feelings for you. Youngjae would be a shy, but passionate lover and would portray his love through sweet gestures like this.

↘︎ Bambam - BamBam as a boyfriend would be your best friend. This relationship would be full of goofiness and laughs. He wouldn’t even feel like your boyfriend because you guys are so close and joke around so much. There would be tons of inside jokes and teasing. Bambam definitely is the type of boyfriend to make everything seem perverted. For example, if you said your favorite fruit was bananas, he would say some corny shit like ‘but you like my banana better’. He would always spoil you with nice clothes and even if they cost a lot, he would act as if it’s not a big deal because he just wants to make you happy. BamBam would treat you like a queen and wouldn’t hesitate to tell you when you look good. Even if you were insecure, he would make you feel like the most beautiful girl in the world. Expect a lot of ‘babygirl’s from him and always showering you with compliments to remind you of how beautiful you are and how lucky he is to have you as his.

↘︎ Yugyeom - Yugyeom is the most childish and silliest boyfriend you could ever have. Sometimes you just have to sigh and ask yourself ‘why is he like this’. This boy is the type to mess with you while you're studying for a test or on a phone call. He would come from behind you and start poking your cheeks or start braiding your hair. He would be like them lil annoying ass kids who say ‘watch what I can do’ and start pulling some stupid tricks. Just like Jackson, Yugyeom would be clingy towards you. Even though he’s tall as hell and almost twice your size, he would want you to treat him like his big baby. He craves your attention and always needs you to show him some type of acknowledgement even if it's you getting annoyed and mad at him for not leaving you alone. He always wants some form of praise from you because he needs reassurance that you still love him. In general, he loves that you can put up with him. Despite all of this, Yugyeom would be the perfect caretaker for you. He would cook you breakfast and even go out of his way to bring it to you in bed.

[softfae]

saiteru headcanons because they’re cuties

dedicating this post to @sai-teru, @resident-of-the-mind-palace + @terusaihell just because i adore their blogs and saiteru content <3 

Their dates are usually quiet ones at his house (once he finally gets his parents to leave them alone) because Kokomi knows how much he hates excessive attention and she also is happy to be alone with someone that she doesn’t have to be perfect in front of. Date activities include lots of baking, naps (you can’t convince me that they don’t), video games (in which Kusuo sometimes lets Kokomi win just to see her smile, but admits she’s a good opponent) and coffee jelly. 

Kusuo is too tsundere to admit it to anyone except for his mother, but he keeps a photo of his girlfriend in his wallet. 

People may not think so, but these two secretly tease each other a LOT; Kusuo’s wit paired with Kokomi’s??? Perfection. 

Kokomi likes baking him desserts and coming to school early to leave them in his desk. Kusuo of course, pretends to be surprised each time because it makes her happy + she’s cute when she’s happy. 

Kokomi blushes a lot around him (like a LOT) and he finds it amusing so he’ll say flirtatious things unexpectedly just to watch her get flustered.

He’s the only one who Kokomi is completely open with; some nights they’ll talk about everything from their annoying brothers to their biggest fears. She listens to him wholeheartedly and he does the same for her. 

Kokomi kills the bugs while Saiki hides behind her. 

Saiki Kusuo is the ultimate Protective Boyfriend™, which we’ve seen evidence for multiple times in both the manga + anime, ESPECIALLY whenever Makoto is around. If any man makes some kind of advances towards her that Saiki doesn’t approve of, they always coincidentally end up unconscious or in a garbage can.

Kokomi is a very cuddly person and it makes him blush ever so slightly whenever she hugs him from behind. She likes their height difference. 

Saiki initiated the first kiss because Kokomi was too shy to do so. 

Saiki would commit arson for her and probably already has 

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Vocal Synth Total Drama Island AU Concept (so far)

———Very Short Character Introductions——— (56 campers in all, aged 14-18) Haku Yowane- A sweet, lonely, sensitive girl with a lot of heart. Age 17. Neru Akita- A courageous tomboy who is misunderstood. Age 17. Miku Hatsune- A bubbly, cheerful, outgoing girl with a lot of friends. Age 15. Luka Megurine- An artistic girl who has a bit of anxiety. Good friends with Meiko. Age 18. Teto Kasane- A bubbly, cheerful girl with an unexpected temper and badass side. Age 15. Megumi “Gumi”- A bit shy, but underneath, she is very brave and resourceful. Age 16. Meiko Sakine- The Mom Friend. Confident and likes to help people. Age 18. Momo Momone- The nicest girl, to the point of being a pushover… Age 15. Rin Kagamine- Unhinged gremlin sibling 1. Loves causing mayhem. Age 14. Len Kagamine- Unhinged gremlin sibling 2. Loves causing chaos. Age 14. Eleanor Forte- The mean girl and drama queen. Cause of lots of drama. Age 17. Kaito Shion- The dorky boy who always has a cheesy smile on his face. Age 17. Akaito Shion- The moody playboy. More serious than Kaito, but bad-tempered. Age 18. Koto Fuuga- Nature girl. Knows all about bird calls, animal behavior, and more. Age 16. Taya Soune- An extremely polite guy. Always dresses formally. Always. Age 15. Ruko Yokune- Despite her height and quirky love of coffee, quite level-headed. Age 15. Ritsu Namine- Loud and obnoxious, but has a caring and wise side? Age 15. Merli Aoki- A snobby, pretentious girl. Not Like Other Girls. Age 17. Lapis Aoki- Mischievous and up to trouble. Merli’s sister. Age 15. Gakupo Kamui- He’s… just strange. And eccentric. And awkward. Age 17. Miku “Zatsune”- A wannabe goth. Basically, she’s in training. Thinks she’s edgy. Age 15. Uta “Defoko” Utane- A sarcastic, moody teenage girl. But she does have a sweet side. Age 15. Dell Honne- Haku’s grumpy, angsty half brother she hasn’t seen in years. Age 18. Yuuma- The popular boy. Eleanor likes him. Can be materialistic. Age 18. Dandy “704”- A very arrogant and vain guy. Quite selfish and loves to show off. Age 18. “Lady” Parsec- A commanding bully who demands and orders people around. Age 17. Yuu- A cheerful guy who likes parties and fun. Age 16. Wil- A somewhat quiet, mysterious guy who keeps to himself. Age 16. Kyo- A wild guy who is impulsive and kind of dumb. Age 16. Daina- Basically, she’s a furry. Her fursona is a fox. Age 17. Dex- Basically, he’s a furry. His fursona is a wolf. Age 17. Ruby- A girl who likes memes and is basically just vibing through life. Age 16. Yukari Yuzuki- A modest girl who has a crush on Ruby. Easily impressed. Age 16. Shian- An innocent girl who is also quick-tempered and pouts easily. Age 14. Muxin- A kind, knowledgeable boy. He loves history and astronomy. Age 14. IA- A bit mysterious and seems cold and expressionless. Age 16. Piko Utatane- Shy, quiet, and cold. Gets along with Muxin due to similar interests. Age 15. Genbu- Overly-enthusiastic and brash. A bit of a loudmouth. Age 18. Chiyu- Bold, brash, and brave. Kind-hearted and strong. Age 17. Haiyi- Talks a lot. Usually has something up her sleeve. A prank perhaps? Age 16. Leeds Kasumiga- A timid girl with a mysterious heart illness that inhibits her. Age 14. Mew- A real goth, unlike Zatsune, who is a goth-in-training. Age 18. Tei Sukone- A dastardly, manipulative villain who fools people, then bites. Age 16. Cider- A smug, self-absorbed inventor of elaborate but stupid inventions. Age 17. Bruno- An agreeable, outgoing guy who likes spreading good vibes. Age 18. Clara- Bruno’s girlfriend. A little bit timid, but always kind and optimistic. Age 17. Aku Yamine- Quiet and a bit melancholic. She’s… a different type of goth. Emo? Age 14. Lily- A tough high-school delinquent who stands up for the weak. Age 17. Amy- Cheerful, optimistic, yet quite chill. Doubts herself often however. Age 16. Chris- He might be a big guy, but he is quite shy and very gentle. Age 18. Kaori- She seems confident and bright on the outside, but hides sadness? Age 17. Ken- He’s talkative, smart, kind of a dork, but very focused and brave. Age 17. Iroha Nekomura- Innocent and sweet, but agile, with cat-like reflexes. Age 14. SeeU- Energetic, hyperactive, makes bad puns, silly, makes bad puns… Age 16. Kiyoteru Hiyama is the host of the game show. Big Al is in the role of Chef. ——Episodes——— Prologue 1- Introduction to concept. Characters see the advertisement for the game show and contemplate going on it. The winner gets a million dollars! Prologue 2- Introduction to characters via their audition videos, part 1. Kiyoteru chooses contestants. Prologue 3- Introduction to characters via their audition videos, part 2. Kiyoteru chooses contestants. Episode 1- Everyone arrives at Total Drama Island and meets each other. Some get along, and many clash. Notable big-drama-causers include Tei, Eleanor, Dandy, Parsec, Cider, Merli sometimes, and Zatsune sometimes. Koto, Genbu, Ritsu, Haiyi, Daina, and Dex stick out for being especially wild. But really, everyone’s unique personality contributes to the drama and pot of chemistry in their own way. Another camper who sticks out is Gakupo Kamui, who enthusiastically boasts about his skills in martial arts and how ready he is to win Total Drama Island. He begins to get on the nerves of the other campers. “I can out-run, out-kick, out-sing, out-wit, and even out-PISS anybody else here.” Gakupo says. “Well, can you do us a favor and GET-out?” Meiko says. Episode 2- Campers have to jump off a one thousand-foot cliff into a shark-infested lake. Then they have to pull some crates back to camp, and the team from before with the most people who jumped get carts to help them. Then they have to build a hot tub from material found in the crates. The team with the best hot tub wins the challenge. The campers who were too scared to jump off the cliff have to wear chicken costumes for the rest of the day. Despite his incessant bragging previously, Gakupo is one of the few campers who does not jump off the cliff, because it is revealed he is scared of heights, sharks, AND deep water! He even pisses himself and dramatically faints when he gets close to the edge of the cliff... and then he faints off the cliff! However, his jump isn’t accounted for, because Gakupo was not conscious during his fall. Luka has to be the one to jump in after and rescue him! This causes Gakupo of The Dangerous Dolphins to be the first campter voted off. “Well… I guess he was right about out-pissing everyone here.” Neru laughs. The other campers too scared to jump are Taya, Dandy, Eleanor, Clara, Muxin, Chris, and Kaito. Haku is at first too scared, but her best friend Neru encourages her to be brave. They jump together and yell funny things on the way down. Even though Eleanor is scared, she ends up going over anyway after Chiyu pushes her off the cliff, being sick of Eleanor’s arrogance. However, it isn’t even accounted for, because Eleanor did not jump by her own will. Clara is too frightened and doesn’t make the jump, which is surprising, because she was so enthusiastic before. However, her boyfriend Bruno jumped without her… Taya takes one look down the cliff and starts backing away, crying from fear. He feels ashamed that he’s so scared, but he cannot help it. He gets pats on the back from Clara. Dandy makes an excuse as to why he can’t jump. He says he has an open wound from a fencing accident. In reality, Dandy does not fence. Muxin is too scared, but asserts that he doesn’t have to jump off the cliff if he doesn’t want to, and that the challenge is ridiculous. He then comforts Taya, who is curled up sobbing, and tells him not to feel shame. Taya and Muxin become friends, but sadly are on different teams. Chris is too scared and actually starts crying too. People don’t expect it. Kaito is scared to jump, panics and makes a bit of a scene, and is then picked on and belittled by his brother Akaito for the rest of the day. Kaito then vows he will become braver from here on. Braver, and stronger! Leeds actually does jump from the cliff, but it causes her heart to become weak and she has trouble walking for the rest of the day. Some of the members on her team rudely deem her a nuisance, but others tell her to take it easy and understand her. Afterwards, Clara gets a bit sour at Bruno, who is her boyfriend, for jumping the cliff without noticing she was too scared. Koto jumps the cliff and she actually has fun. But afterwards, she wears a chicken suit anyway, because she loves birds. Episode 3- The challenge is to stay awake the longest in the "Awake-A-Thon" after running twenty-kilometers and eating a huge meal that includes turkey, which is known for making people sleepy. Dell of The Killer Porpoises gets voted off for falling asleep first. He generally has a bad attitude and is apathetic. Haku feels heartbroken because Total Drama Island was the first time she had seen Dell since her parents’ divorce (by complete chance, even,) and he is not the warm person he used to be. Also, the time was so short. But unexpectedly, Dell acts nice to Haku right before he leaves, calling her to his room when he’s packing to go off the island. They have a nice conversation. Before Haku says goodbye, Dell says “Listen, I’m just not cut out for this wacky game. So you better win. I KNOW you can do it.” Haku begins crying and hugs Dell. Just like when they were kids. There will eventually be a list of who falls asleep first to last, but that’s quite convoluted. So I will say Dell falls asleep first, and Ruko second. Campers were not allowed to drink coffee during the challenge, rendering our Long Sleeper without access to her “secret weapon.” Koto stays up the longest, because she is a bird lover and loves birds too much to consume them. She was the only one who didn’t eat any turkey with her meal, and therefore didn’t become as sleepy. Also simply because she is badass and feral. Episode 4- A best-of-five dodgeball game. Five people are randomly chosen on each team. This is repeated three times for a total of three rounds of dodgeball. The Dangerous Dolphins win 2 out of 3 games. Zatsune of The Killer Porpoises gets voted off for being scared of dodgeball. It was a fear ingrained into her from her elementary school days, when the “dodgeball kids would bully her.” Sadly, since Zatsune always acts so cocky, nobody feels much sympathy now. Taya and Muxin want to spend time with each other. Being on different teams, they can’t, and are deemed traitors. But when Tei, on Taya’s team, suggests Taya could get valuable information about the other team via Muxin, Taya refuses to sabotage their friendship. This causes Tei to begin picking on Taya… Episode 5- A three-on-three talent show contest. Dex of The Killer Porpoises gets voted off for no reason. He wasn’t even in the talent show! Dandy wanted to get chosen by his team, the Dangerous Dolphins, to be in the talent show, claiming his “talent” was unmatched. However, he wasn’t chosen because he didn’t exactly have any real actual skills despite his claim! Taya, Luka, and Gumi are eventually chosen by the Dangerous Dolphins for their talents in music. Luka will play piano, Taya will play the violin, and Gumi will play the electric bass as they all sing a song cover. This causes Dandy to criticize their every note and call them amateur. Given Taya and Gumi’s low self-esteem, Dandy’s criticism gets to them before the final talent show. As for the Killer Porpoises, Yuuma, Ritsu, and IA get chosen as the team’s musicians. They form more of an idol dance group, with a pre-recorded background track. (It will also be a cover.) The Dangerous Dolphins actually win. If they were to have lost, Dandy would’ve probably been the one voted off for being a prick. Episode 6- Campers have to go to the forest, stay out there overnight, then race back to the campgrounds in the morning. Yukari of the Killer Porpoises gets voted off. See, it wasn’t really Yukari’s fault, but… she got attacked by a bear and is now too injured to stay for the game, so the voting off was mandatory, even though the Killer Porpoises otherwise won. Everyone becomes more-or-less traumatized at this, and feel very hurt for Yukari. Episode 7- Campers have to face their worst fear, specific to each camper. Yuuma gets voted off. Koto’s worst fear is the perfume department from Spongebob, because that scene scarred her as a little kid. So the host of the game show, Kiyoteru, magically opens a door to the perfume department at a real department store and Koto has to walk through it. Koto only makes it 5 steps in before she runs out, screaming. She does not pass her fear test! Yuuma is scared of the Crab Rave because there are too many crabs. So he is taken to a part of the island overrun by crabs, and Kiyoteru turns on the Crab Rave song and they all start dancing. Yuuma dives into the water screaming. But the crabs chase him. He doesn’t pass his fear test. Taya attempts to outwit Kiyoteru and pretends he is afraid of strawberry shortcake, which is actually his favorite food. But everyone remembers how scared he was in the first challenge at the cliff. So Taya’s specific challenge is to jump off the cliff this time… Episode 8- Row a canoe to Boney Island, portage across the island, start a bonfire, and canoe back to camp. Wil gets voted off. Episode 9- Hunt the other team dressed as deers with paintball guns, or if one is a deer, avoid being hit by them. Piko gets voted off. Episode 10- Create a three-course meal for Kiyoteru to judge. Three chefs are chosen from each team. Miku gets voted off. Episode 11- Participate in a set of three-out-of-five trust exercises. Shian gets voted off. Episode 12- Make it through Big Al’s life-threatening and disgusting boot-camp challenges. IA gets voted off. Episode 13- Participate in three extreme sport challenges. The challenges are "sofa skydiving", riding a moose while avoiding being tossed off it, and water-skiing on mud. Lapis gets voted off. Episode 14- Eat a nine course meal of disgusting food made by Big Al. Drink shot glasses of blended cockroaches. Yuu gets voted off. Episode 15- Episode 16- Episode 17- Episode 18- Episode 19- Episode 20- Episode 21- Episode 22- Episode 23- Episode 24- Episode 25- Episode 26- Episode 27- Episode 28- Episode 29- Episode 30- Episode 31 Episode 32- Episode 33- Episode 34- Episode 35- Episode 36- Episode 37- Episode 38- Episode 39- Episode 40- Episode 41- Episode 42- Episode 43- After this challenge, the teams are disbanded. It’s now every camper for themself. Episode 44- Get through several rounds of torture, lasting at least ten seconds in each one. Eleanor gets voted off because she can’t take torture. Episode 45- Receive a clue to find a key hidden somewhere in the island to open a treasure chest containing a prize. Ritsu found a dud chest and his prize was… getting voted off. Episode 46- Avoid getting sprayed by Big Al’s water gun in a game of hide and seek. Parsec gets voted off. Good riddance! Episode 47- Build a bike from scratch, and then race it. Who rides who’s bike? Anyway, Dandy gets voted off. Probably because he’s 7 foot 4 and huge. He probably broke all the bikes. Episode 48- Watch a horror movie and then avoid being captured by a "deranged killer". Gumi gets voted off because she was scared. Episode 49- Catch the specific animal assigned by Kiyoteru and bring it back to the campground unharmed. Taya had to bring back a raccoon. He came back first. Koto had to bring back a bear. She came back second. What a total beast! And I’m talking about KOTO! Genbu had to bring back an eagle. He came back third. Leeds had to bring back a frog. She came back fourth. Kaito had to being back a squirrel. He came back fifth. Haku had to bring back a moose. She came back sixth. Tei gets sent off because she couldn’t bring back a mere chipmunk. The little chipmunk was trained in king-fu and ended up beating her up! Hooray! Episode 50- Compete in the following while handcuffed to one of the other campers: eat disgusting food with your hands behind your back while the person handcuffed to you feeds you, return a fragment of Haku’s cursed tiki idol to Boney Island, and assemble a totem pole with the wooden heads of the voted out campers in the order that they are eliminated. Taya gets voted off. Episode 51- Campers have to find Kiyoteru and Big Al after being washed away by a storm. Leeds gets voted off because her condition came to its worse. Her weak heart had finally failed on her and she suffered a heart attack. She was doing so good in the game despite her shortcomings, and will serve as an inspiration for many. Leeds will not die. She is in good hands. She will get top medical care. Now, a twist is revealed to the audience. Everyone who was voted off actually went to go to a beautiful island resort. The remaining campers still don’t know about this. When Leeds finally gets consciousness back, she finds she is in paradise. At first, she thinks she is dead. The room then fills up with everyone else voted off, and she begins crying. “They really killed you?” She cries. “No, Leeds!” Yukari says. “You’re alive! You made it… to Paradise Island!” Episode 52- An episode dedicated to the Island of Losers, which is actually a five-star island resort paradise. Yukari has fully recovered from her injuries. Gakupo and all the others who were eliminated early finally get their time to shine! The losers will also be involved in the episodes to come, as they will be the audience. Episode 53- The campers have to find their way back to camp after being left in the wild with limited supplies. Unexpectedly, our total beast, Koto Fuuga, comes back last. Rumors have it, this is because she found a bird sanctuary and got distracted. Episode 54- Survive a series of dares, given by the eliminated campers until someone drops out. Haku is forced to do something horrible by Tei. Tei dares Haku to joke around and portray offensive stereotypes. On national TV. She just can’t do it… She drops out, but not before insulting Tei to her face. But Kaito says Haku made the right choice. She sacrificed her chance to win a million dollars so that Tei didn’t have to force her to make a choice that could hurt people when they see it on TV. Kaito thinks Haku deserves an amazing consolation prize. Genbu respects Haku for this as well. Episode 55- The two remaining campers have to climb a pole and retrieve a flag, walk across a board on top of shark-infested waters while carrying an eagle's egg, and run a race to cross the finish line. Kaito is about to give up… but… There is ice cream at the finish line! Kaito makes a mad dash to the finish line and wins Total Drama Island!! Episode 56- Kaito won! But there is a twist. In order to actually win the million dollars, he has to find the a case containing the $1,000,000 and bring it to the Dock of Shame before anyone else does! This is a race between him and all the other campers! If any of the other campers being it to the Dock of Shame before Kaito, there will be a whole second season of Total Drama Island, and Kaito will have to win all over again before he gets his million dollars… ———Teams——— ———The Dangerous Dolphins——— Taya Chiyu Meiko Kyo Koto Tei Momo Neru Akaito Clara Gakupo Gumi Shian Dandy Luka Merli Daina Haiyi Lily Len Amy Ken SeeU Cider Teto Haku Uta ———The Killer Porpoises——— Yuuma Zatsune Mew Eleanor Ruby Dell Kaito Ruko Ritsu Wil Leeds Genbu Dex Bruno Iroha Miku Piko IA Chris Kaori Yuu Parsec Rin Lapis Yukari Aku Muxin ———Notable relationships——— Familial- Akaito and Kaito are brothers. Lapis and Merli are adoptive sisters. Haku and Dell are half-siblings who don’t live together, and haven’t seen each other in years before Total Drama Island. Rin and Len are twin siblings. Haku and Miku are cousins. Amy and Chris are cousins. Kaori and Ken are twin siblings, yet distant. They didn’t grow up in the same household. Ruko has a close cousin named Rook, who isn’t on TDI. Momo has an older brother, Momotaro, who isn’t on TDI. Uta has a younger sister, Koe, and two older brothers, Hibiki and Kanade, who aren’t on TDI. Teto has an older brother, Ted, who isn’t on TDI. Leeds has an older brother, Loop, who isn’t on TDI. Yukari has a little sister named Akari who isn’t on TDI. IA has a little sister named One who isn’t on TDI. Friendship- Miku, Rin, Len, and Luka have been a group of friends before TDI Haku and Neru were best friends before TDI Dex and Daina were best friends before TDI Momo, Teto, and Uta were best friends before TDI Ruko meets Ritsu and they become best friends Taya and Muxin become unlikely friends, despite being on different teams Romance- Bruno and Clara were dating before TDI Teto and Momo’s friendship eventually becomes romance. Haku meets Luka and they form a budding romance Amy meets Kaori and they form a budding romance Taya meets Uta and they form a budding romance Muxin meets Piko and they form a budding romance Lily meets Gumi and they form a budding romance Crushes- Len has always a crush on Miku. Tei has an obsessive crush on Kaito. Yukari has a crush on Ruby. Leeds has an embarrassing crush on Genbu. Eleanor has a crush on Yuuma. Ken has a crush on Chris. Dandy has a crush on Parsec. Akaito has a crush on Haku. Zatsune has a crush on Mew. She denies it. Gumi has a crush on IA. Dislike- Dandy and Cider always fight… with a weird sort of tension. Akaito and Uta don’t get along Miku Zatsune and Miku Hatsune don’t get along Lily and Merli don’t get along (MORE COMING SOON)

[bunnyywritings]

Hi I found your account and I’m interested in requesting iida x reader who acts like kenma! I’m not sure if your doing request so if not please ignore this!! Stay Hydrated!!!

tenya iida with an gn! s/o like kenma (hq)

[a/n: this gif makes me feel some things 😳🦋🦋 hehe anyways...thank you for the request anon! I tried my best with the prompt so i hope it’s to your liking :) I promise to stay hydrated! enjoy! -yours truly, bunnyy -`ღ´- ]

✰ i think he was a little stand off-ish at first

✰ he mistook your straight forward nature as you being rude

✰ your laid back demeanor gave him the wrong idea, homeboy thought you were lazy

✰ it wasn’t until the sports festival that he truly saw your full potential

✰ you were paired with bakugo for the main battle and he was worried because he just knew that you would be obliterated by that noisy punk

✰ oh how wrong he was

✰ don’t get me wrong, you lost

✰ BUT

✰ bakugo was able to get you all riled up, he kept hounding you about how you didn’t deserve to be in the hero course because you were only putting in the bare minimum, he pushed you to your limit

✰ kinda how midoriya got shoto to use his fire during their fight

✰ you fought tooth and nail, your school gym suit was burned and you were breathing heavily

✰ you just wanted to prove him wrong, to prove everyone wrong

✰ but, alas, you were exhausted and all it took was his howitzer impact to blast you out of bounds with a successful k.o.

✰ iida rushed to the infirmary, relieved to see that you were okay

✰ “(l/n), I’m afraid I have to apologize. it seems I was wrong about you.”

✰ you had just shrugged and told him to relax, “it’s not a big deal...” you looked away from him as you sheepishly scratched the back of your neck, not wanting him to see the burning blush on your cheeks

✰ from then on, he had invited you to hang out with the ‘deku-squad’

✰ he’d grow to absolutely love your little cat like habits (I refuse to believe that kenma doesn’t act like one)

✰ on one of your guys’ day off, he watched as you ungracefully flopped onto the couch and pulled out your psp

✰ every now and then, you would stretch and lay in the strangest ways

✰ there was one point were you had draped yourself over the arm of the couch, your legs resting on the cushions as your torso just kinda hung above the ground

✰ he was confused but let you be and sat on the couch opposite you and read a book

✰ you often played video games with denki and eijirou until ungodly hours of the morning

✰ he’d make sure to make you the best tea and make sure you at least got proper nourishment before school had started since you needed some way to regain all the energy that you would’ve got if you had gone to bed at a reasonable hour

✰ he’s definitely have to deal with a whiny denki and kirishima because he was WAY softer with your ‘why you need 8 hours of sleep to be a hero’ lecture

✰ he doesn’t realize he has feelings for you until midoriya and ochako bring it up, even shoto knew

✰ it would definitely be on his mind 24/7, he’d start to get the tiniest bit flustered whenever you were around or when you did something unexpectedly cute

✰ he’d pull you aside during lunch or something

✰ “(y/n) I have something to confess...”

✰ he was uncharacteristically nervous, “Sure iida, what’s up?”

✰ “I...well to be blunt, I believe I have romantic feelings for you.”

✰ your cheeks instantly went up in flames, heart beating fiercely against your rib cage

✰ “I...I feel the s-same way.” Your voice was quiet but he heard you loud and clear

✰ now for the fluffy couple stuff hehe

✰ whoever said iida was too awkward to be super affectionate is very WRONG

✰ he’s definitely not too into pda and neither were you so it worked out

✰ but behind closed doors...ooh honey this boy will drive you crazy

✰ the way i see it, iida’s a very determined boy so if he’s gonna show you his love he’s gonna do it right

✰ this usually happened on days that you’d convince him to relax instead of studying or training

✰ you’d push him onto his bed and crawl in between his legs and rest against him so your back was to his chest, he’d wrap his arms around your waist and pull you flush to his body, resting his chin on your shoulder

✰ he’d watch you play your games, usually asking questions as you did. You never really minded answering them

✰ sometimes, as you were playing, he’d press soft kisses onto your neck or shoulder and whisper sweet nothings in his heavenly deep voice

✰ or if he was feeling extra bold that day, he’s grip your thighs and softly massage them or he’d trace random shaped into them with his fingertips, this never failed to make you extremely flustered

✰ the tiniest grin would make its way to his lips as he watched your fingers stutter in their movements, causing you to die in the game

✰ “What’s wrong my love? Am I distracting you?”

✰ this lil shit knows what he’s doing

✰ not that it’s all that important but mans has got that shmoney

✰ you best believe that he’d buy you the game you wanted as soon as it came out just to see that adorable bashful smile of yours as you excitedly went to put it into the game console

✰ he’d definitely ask denki and kirishima to teach him how to play a game so that he could join you in your favorite activity

✰ dates would be nothing fancy, you’d rather stay at the dorms and cuddle but iida was persistent so sometimes he’d convince you to go out with him and get lunch

✰ and when you did, i was a no game zone so you had no escape

✰ he’d hold your hand from across the table and run his thumb over your knuckles, loving to watch as you instantly got shy and would look away

✰ he’d taken you on a picnic date once and you found a nice sunny spot on the blanket and curled up for a nap, he was gonna wake you up and lecture you about how inappropriate it was to nap in public but one look at your peaceful features and his heart would melt

✰ he gently ran his hands through your hair and threw all reason out the window, he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his sheet before taking advantage of the amazing weather and taking a nap with you

✰ you did it...you broke iida

✰ anyways...

✰ he had noticed that you were huffing and puffing over the last level of a game, you had restarted the level so many times and you were getting frustrated

✰ what he wasn’t expecting was what you did once you had finally completed it

✰ something that completely caught him off guard

✰ “Oh my god...I did it.” a feeling of relief washed over you until that relief turned into joy. “I did it!”

✰ you had rushed over to him and threw your arms around his neck and started to repeatedly place kisses all over his face

✰ he was just kinda frozen there as he gripped your hips to keep you in place as you peppered kisses all over his skin but once you realized what you had been doing, you pulled away from him

✰ “Sorry...t-that was s-silly.” You were clearly embarrassed, he chuckled and pulled you back into his arms as one of his hands came up to cup your jaw and tilt your head upward

✰ “congratulations my love, I’m proud of you.” He’d then place the sweetest kiss on your lips

✰ overall, baby boy loves you so much

✰ because of you, he’s learned how to relax and just enjoy some lazing around

[emerald-studies]

Diverse Perspectives | Discussion 3

I sent some questions to @jasperwhitcock​ for her perspective as a POC woman and daughter of an immigrant.

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As a mixed person, do you feel isolated from your community?

J: If you mean community as in the community I currently live in, I’m fortunate enough to live in a very diverse place. Surrounding the city of Houston, there’s a lot of prejudice integrated into a lot of the suburban neighborhoods, but in terms of the city itself, I think the POC communities really uplift and support each other. I’m a concert photographer when there’s not a pandemic, and I’ve always appreciated the way latinos and black artists are respected in the indie community. Houston’s a very rap/hip hop/R&B city, so black artists are especially celebrated. There’s also great latinx bands that I know, latinx venue owners/employees, and latinx brands connected to the indie community. We’re very well represented in this area.

If you mean community as in the latinx community, I wouldn’t say isolated, but depending on the day, I might say that I can feel distanced at times. This isn’t particularly due to the latinx community itself, so much as it may be a distance that I create in my head. As a mixed person, I think there are times where you can feel confused on where you belong. I’ve brought up the quote before from the Selena movie, where Selena’s father Abraham is speaking on the potential difficulty of Selena being accepted in Mexico because of the fact she is Mexican American: “We have to be more Mexican than the Mexicans and more American than the Americans, both at the same time! It's exhausting!” It can be difficult at times to navigate your sense of belonging when you are in between two cultures because you want to recognize that you may have privileges someone of full Mexican descent may not have, but at the same time, your life is still very much defined by being Mexican and having Mexican blood while living in America too. You’re definitely not absolved from having latin experiences. Latina stand up comedian Anjelah Johnson made a joke in her stand up about there being a Latinx hierarchy. She said that Spanish speaking latinos are better than the rest of us who are not fluent in Spanish (such as herself), and it was funny because sometimes you do feel that that can be true. My tías will always ask me why I’m not fluent in Spanish, and my mom will be like “yeah, why don’t you?” and I’m always like… because y’all didn’t teach me! My parents speak Spanish to each other at home. My father is not only fluent in Spanish, but his Spanish is oftentimes superior to a lot of Spanish speakers according to my mom and my tíos. He used to teach English in Mexico, so there is no reason that my sister and I shouldn’t have been perfectly bilingual. The reason they didn’t teach us as children is because they didn’t want us to be speaking Spanglish. (Spoiler: it happened anyways). Around white people, I definitely feel that I am not a white person. I feel very much latina in a group of white people. But then around latin people, I sometimes feel white enough to feel a sense of shyness. I definitely feel more at home with latinx people, but overall in both groups, I definitely feel that I am mixed.

It doesn’t happen often, because I think although the majority of latinx people have pride in their background, the hyperawareness of our identities right now is relatively new, but there have been instances of latinx gatekeeping the latin identity. Growing up, I didn’t think about what I was labelled as or think about how my family structure is different to other families. I didn’t consider how in some areas, it is an abnormality to have an immigrant parent or a parent with an accent. I definitely noticed that my family was different, but I didn’t understand why until much later. My mom, her sisters and brothers, and my primos… They don’t live their lives with the awareness of being defined as Mexican immigrants. Of course, they again have pride in where they came from. They live as Mexicans and engage in Mexican culture, but overall, the way the youth today has really grasped onto the labelling of our identity is kind of a new thing. There are some young latinx people who do try to quantify and measure whether or not your experience is valid. I know it comes from a place of protectiveness of their own experience, but it’s ridiculous to gate keep because something that really characterizes latin culture is our warmth, our sense of family, our willingness to embrace other people as part of that. If you’re of latin american descent, you have a place in the latinx community.

Since your parents don’t have college degrees, do you believe college is important and/or necessary?

J: I think it depends! I think a lot of immigrant parents really push for their children to get a college education because they see that as opportunity, particularly when they did not earn college degrees themselves. I think college can be important depending on what you want to accomplish, but I also think it’s not completely necessary. For my career path as a photographer/videographer, I chose not to do college. I do think I would have enjoyed college because I like learning, but because it was something unnecessary for my job, I couldn’t justify the time invested or putting my parents into a difficult financial situation. Especially because my college education would have overlapped with my sister, and I saw how difficult it was to juggle handling my sister’s student loans. For my sister’s career path (she is studying to be a nutritionist/therapist to help teenagers with eating disorders), college was necessary.

Your Mom has been stuck in the US, unable to return to Mexico for awhile, has your Mom’s experience with immigration changed your views in some way?

J: As context, my father lived in Mexico for a decade and married my mom in Mexicali. They hadn’t planned to move to the United States, but when they came to the US to marry here so that she could have citizenship and be able to visit his family, there were complications that made it to where she couldn’t leave the country. Luckily, the time she was unexpectedly stuck in the United States didn’t last super long! Long enough to become comfortable enough to decide to settle down in California, but we have been able to travel to Mexico often. I think it really highlights how unnecessarily complicated a lot of the processes regarding immigration are. The people in the country who are very malicious about undocumented immigrants love to jump to saying, “well, why can’t they just become an American citizen?” when the reality is that every process in place has a lot of complications. Not everyone has access to the resources to be able to make these transitions happen smoothly. Also, the time it takes to acquire your visa is not an overnight thing. People severely underestimate the difficulty involved.

What do you think about the “hard-working immigrant” stereotype?

J: I hate the idea that immigrants work hard because they’re low-skilled, but I do love that there is a lot of pride in how motivated immigrants are. It’s always been a ridiculous claim that immigrants are taking American jobs. Immigrants work the jobs that the majority of Americans have no interest in doing, especially the people that make this complaint. For a country that prides itself on working to make your dreams come true, Americans neglect to recognize that immigrants have a drive that most Americans don’t have.

Which parent do you feel more connected to? Your Mother who’s an immigrant or your Father who was born in America?

J: I really do feel that I am a coalescence of both my parents, so I think I feel equally connected to each of them. I feel a very strong emotional connection and concern for my dad because his mental health suffers a lot. His mother had bipolar depression at a time where mental health was even more stigmatized, and she endured a lot of ridiculous, merciless treatments that are no longer utilized today. When he was nine years old, his mom committed suicide, and this was an event that really defined his life forever. I think that kind of heaviness passes down through your family. When my dad is not doing well, I feel really imbalanced and emotionally impacted even if I’m not home to witness it. It’s kind of like that idea of an invisible string tethering you to someone, and it’s a weight that I carry always. However, overall, he’s a very positive person. When he is going through his kind of manic highs, he’s a lot more of what I recognize of who my dad is. He’s creative, a musician, and deeply caring for other people. His mother’s death has empowered him to really try to make a difference and “paint a picture of a better tomorrow.” I’m a lot like my dad in personality, but in disposition, I’m so much like my mom. She’s tough and outspoken at home, but in public, it takes awhile for her to open up. My mom’s very selfless, kind, and very much shy and quiet. She definitely exemplifies a lot of the sacrifice that you see many immigrants make. I do like both sides of my family, but I definitely feel more at home with the Mexican side. My dad’s side is loud, vivacious, and very much funny, but I feel extremely shy around them. My sister and I have always felt a tiny bit left out. I think they’d be hurt to know we feel this way, but I definitely don’t think they do anything to intentionally enforce this division. But I think it developed because there is a bit of a cultural disconnect between my aunts and my mom. It’s also very interesting to me that when they first met my mom, my mom didn’t speak any English. It’s fascinating to consider how it might change your perception of someone to go from not being able to communicate with them to watching them learn your language. My mom enjoys the time that we do spend with my dad’s family, but she’s kind of the odd one out in that her humor isn’t the same and her experiences are so different. I think that my dad’s sister and brother’s families were able to connect in a stronger way, so sometimes my mom, my sister, and I feel just a little isolated. In those moments, I feel the most aware of my Mexican background. With my mom’s side of the family, it’s a lot more comfortable. My dad’s able to develop his humor in a way that translates well into Spanish, so he fits in very easily.

You’ve lived in a “Blue/more liberal” state and a “Red/more conservative” state, which state has affected you more?

J: Definitely the red state. Seeing how intensely and ridiculously conservative some southern people are has really radicalized me in a way. I feel overwhelmingly liberal because there’s a defensiveness that develops when you’re in a space like this where you have this intense disbelief that people hold the ideas that they do. Especially because in Texas, black and latinx culture is a major contributor to southern culture. There’s a lot to be said about how black culture shapes the south, but because I’m latina, I’m focusing on latinx culture with this question. White conservatives want our food, they want our work, but they don’t want us. I don’t understand how anyone can be all #TacoTuesday one day, and then the next, be anti-immigrant. If you really want Mexicans out of your country, then maybe you should start living your life without any Mexican influence. Stop eating Mexican food. Clean your own pool and mow your own lawn. It’s ignorant to speak down on immigrants when their life would be so altered to be rid of immigrants. They rely on immigrants. Their lives are shaped by immigrants and built by immigrants.

(I had to chime in here: )

 Are you proud of your parents?

J: Absolutely. As a young teenager, I had a lot of problems with my parents. I think I still have issues I’m working through as a result, but now that I’m older, I really do feel a deep sense of admiration and respect for them. Growing up really makes you view your parents differently and understand them as people rather than just as parents. I held onto a lot of anger and resentment, but I’ve come to truly see how they really did do their best. They’ve worked very hard, and I think not having everything that kids around me did really helped me grow into a more grateful person.

Have you faced discrimination for your race?

J: Of course, but in all honesty, it really rolls off my back. I think hate that is personally directed at me doesn’t bother me, but the discrimination that does affect me is anything directed or related to my mom. I remember my parents had a customer who made a really ugly complaint to my father about my mom’s english. My mom essentially handles most of the written communication with their business, and she still speaks and types in broken english often. The majority of my parents’ clients are latinx, so it’s typically not an issue, but it’s unbelievably offensive and ridiculous the assumptions people will make about your intelligence based on your english. The customer had no idea that the woman she’d been communicating with was my father’s wife rather than just an employee. It’s really sad how someone can see someone as unworthy of respect until they’re tied to a white man, and then they’re suddenly apologetic. This is another extremely mild example, but I’ll get a few laughs when I mispronounce something or don’t know how to say certain words. People always find it funny as though it’s embarrassing –– and it definitely can be –– but people forget I learned english from a woman who speaks two languages.

As the child of an immigrant, how has the anti immigrant talking point affected your mental health?

J: I think the toll the anti-immigrant bias in the United States has on immigrant children is a relevant conversation to have, but I think I’m very lucky in that I feel very tough in the face of that ignorance (which is not to say anyone whose mental health suffers as a result is not tough!) If anything, I feel pity for the people who are so hateful that they see other human beings in such a derogatory and entitled way. Similar to what I said before, my outrage really comes from a place of defensiveness for others. The talking point doesn’t hurt me, but it hurts me that people can speak about my family and my community the way they do. It hurts me that there are other immigrant children who have to work as hard as their parents to make their sacrifices worth it, and people are so insensitive as to not respect that. I’m pretty strong, but it does break my heart when my people are disrespected. If someone were to say something to me, that’s fine, but if i saw someone mistreating a little mexican lady in the store… I may be 5’3 but that don’t mean I won’t come for your ass. Okay, in all honesty, I’m really not a violent person. I’m more of a rise above kind of person because the hate someone has in their heart is not worth our time, but some people do need a chancla thrown at them to learn some respect.

In your opinion, in what ways does the Latinx community need more support?

J: I think because the latinx community is so much so composed of hard workers, people really need to support latin businesses more. That’s a direct way to impact latin lives. There’s an abundance of latin small business owners in every category. So many white kids love going to Cozumel for Spring Break and love wearing sombreros on Cinco De Mayo, but then the rest of the year, they have no care or respect for the authentic culture. For every dollar a white man makes, hispanic women still make statistically less than white women, asian women, black women, and native women. We gotta back up these businesses. Choose local taco shops or restaurants over chains. Choose online shops and Mexican boutiques over fast fashion. And this applies to everybody. We can always support black business or asian businesses over large competitors. It really does make an impact. I also think a lot of latinx children need access to better mental health resources. I’m lucky in that because my father struggles with mental health issues, mental health in my family wasn’t exactly a taboo, but in a lot of latin families, mental health is something that is hard for older parents to validate. Latin children need those resources. A simple google search of “latin mental health resources,” bring up a bunch of organizations that you can support. I think every POC community needs to be boosted right now because although we’ve been under attack, conversations about minority communities are being had by white people right now. We have their attention, and we do need their support to enact change because they have the power as the oppressor. We need to be going to bat protecting black people right now because of the insane damage the community has been enduring at the hands of police, and we need to be protecting immigrant children from what’s happening to them at the border. I know the election is extremely controversial right now, but I would urge anyone who has the ability to vote to really consider the importance of doing so. People love to be cynical about how our votes don’t matter, and I understand that cynicism, but a lot of immigrants don’t have the luxury of voting when the results of the election will directly impact their lives. I hate that there is no option of a president that will perfectly support POC communities, but there are options whose party is far more aligned with supporting and protecting POC communities than Trump is. Trump spews hate and fuels racism and prejudice. He calls Mexicans rapists and black protestors thugs. He encourages the blaming of the coronavirus on the asians in our country. He does not need any help winning the election. We need to get this hateful man out, and I strongly encourage anyone who can vote to do so.

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Dressed in Confidence

Fanfiction:

Kiryuuin Shou x Kyan Yutaka (Golden Bomber)

Note: So, you might have seen the self-cover Shou shared yesterday and it inspired me to write a fic right away. For the context: The character originally performing the song has a magic suit that makes him confident and popular with women. Please, don’t question how it works, we’ll just pretend a suit can magically change Shou’s appearance and personality in this fic ^-^ Also, if you haven’t seen the video, please check it out, because he is gorgeous in it and maybe it will make the story seem a little less random ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lgzL_Ccmr1Y

„Just go over and talk to her already”, Yutaka urged quietly.

He didn’t know whom of the girls Shou had set his eyes on, but the glances he kept sneaking at the group of women opposite to their booth at the bar were more than obvious. Yutaka had waited to speak up until Jun and Kenji had went over to the counter to secure new drinks for themselves though. Shou was naturally self-conscious and Yutaka hadn’t meant to make him uncomfortable in front of the others. But his silent longing was becoming hard to bear.

“I can’t just do that”, Shou protested. Obviously, he knew what Yutaka was talking about immediately. He didn’t even seem surprised that Yutaka had noticed. “I’m not some kind of gigolo.”

Yutaka frowned. Although he was pretty good at seeing Shou through, he sometimes didn’t understand his reasoning anyway.

“Chatting up girls in bars and being a gigolo are two totally different things.”

Next to him Shou squirmed on the bench seat.

“I just don’t have that kind of confidence”, he whined.

“You are handsome, famous and you have money. Women have every reason to be interested in you. So, pull yourself together.”

Yutaka had lost count of how often he had given Shou similar pep talks already.

“I’m not”, Shou said right away. He cleared his throat. “I mean, I’m famous. And I do have money. But I’m not handsome.”

It was difficult to come up with the right reply to that. Yutaka never found the right words to talk about Shou’s looks.

“You should let them decide for themselves”, he pointed out.

Shou shifted his weight again. He reached down to check for the bag he kept on the floor between his legs. He had kept checking for it all evening, as if he was scared it might suddenly disappear.

“Please, if I go over there, I won’t even be able to look them in the eyes.” Shou winced.

Yutaka hoped that Jun and Kenji would hurry. The conversation was starting to make him uneasy. He didn’t know how to cheer Shou up without praising him, and he didn’t know how to praise him without making him uncomfortable. Being Shou’s friend could be difficult.

“What’s in the bag anyway?”, he changed the topic. Not the best solution, but at least a way to distract Shou from his self-pity.

“Ah, I wrote Party wo Tomenaide for that franchise, remember? They’re currently working on this magic suit and they gave me a prototype when I recorded the video for the self-cover. It’s supposed to make you cool and confident and popular with women.”

“And you brought it to the bar?” Yutaka hadn’t meant to let disdain sneak into his voice, but Shou pulled up his shoulders instinctively as if he wanted to shield himself from potential judgement.

“Just in case”, he said defensively. “We sometimes end up talking to women, when we’re in a group and I thought it might be a good chance to try it out. See if it even works. In case there is ever something I’ll need a lot of confidence for.”

Yutaka felt soothed to think Shou had only eyed the women as test objects to sate his curiosity about the suit and that he had not fallen in love from across the room. His tendencies in that regard were sometimes worrisome.

“Well then, give it a try”, he suggested. He had heard about the suit but hadn’t known Shou actually owned a prototype. He was curious, if it would work. Shou’s confidence could surely use an occasional boost and it would be great to no longer be the one responsible for it.

“If you insist”, Shou mumbled, but he was already fumbling with his bag. It was obvious he had only waited for some sort of permission.

He pulled out a suit coat and inhaled soundly before he got up. For a moment, he just stood there with the piece of clothing in his hands indecisively. Then he slipped it on in a surprisingly smooth motion.

All Yutaka did was blink and the next second, a completely changed person stood in front of him. Shou’s traditional Tamiya shirt had miraculously transformed into a silky, black suit. It even came with matching dress shoes. But it wasn’t just that. His hair had changed, too. It was styled in perfect shape and showed green streaks that made his look seem edgy and interesting. He was even wearing makeup that differed his usual style. A bright yellow flower stuck in his buttonhole.

Shou had transformed into someone so conventionally attractive, he might indeed start working at a host club.

Absent-mindedly he straightened his suit coat and turned towards the group of women.

He looked dazzling, but almost like a stranger.

Yutaka was surprised that he hesitated for so long before approaching the women anyway. He followed him with his eyes, curious how this would turn out.

Shou’s posture seemed straighter than usually as he walked through the room, yet he still managed to look awkward. He looked like a person who was arguing with himself about every step.

Finally, he stopped right behind a cute girl with bangs. Yutaka should have been able to guess it was her whom Shou had been watching. He would have chatted up her more light-haired friend, but when it came to Shou, she was just his type.

The girl didn’t notice him, though.

Shou just stood for a moment, although her friends had already noticed him. Seemingly, Shou had no idea how to draw attention to himself. He hesitated for far too long, before he reached out and tapped the girl on the shoulder. She flinched, which caused Shou to jolt in return and the whole situation was so awkward to watch, that Yutaka winced under his breath. The good looks and the confidence to approach women had done nothing for Shou’s coolness.

The girl turned around and even from across the room, Yutaka could tell that she seemed startled at Shou’s appearance. Her expression wasn’t annoyed but spoke of pleasant surprise. If a girl looked at you like that at first sight, it was very difficult to blow it.

Even from across the room Yutaka could tell that Shou would blow it.

Instead of looking at the girl while talking, he kept his eyes on the ground and his posture shifted, making it seem as if he wanted to curl back up into himself. He looked exactly as miserable and self-conscious talking to women as he had as a teenager. Everything about his body language radiated insecurity.

Yutaka sighed.

The woman shook her head. Instead of taking it with dignity, Shou managed to look even more miserable. Knowing him, Yutaka assumed he was probably blushing. He still didn’t make eye-contact.

After a very painful minute, Shou turned around and shuffled back to their table. He no longer seemed confident at all. His outward handsomeness remained, but it didn’t match with the way he carried himself at all.

“Sorry”, Yutaka said. “At least now you know.”

Shou sat down on the bench next to him again. Yutaka noticed that he wasn’t slumping down as usual, though, but sat surprisingly straight. It made him look taller and more self-assured.

“Too bad the suit is not working.”

“Oh, I don’t mind”, Shou said and turned towards him. His voice wasn’t as quiet and gloomy as Yutaka had expected. He spoke smugly. “I’d rather spend my time with you anyway.”

Yutaka eyed him suspiciously. The makeup suited him; his features looked more contoured and his skin smooth. His lips were always wide, but tonight they glistened invitingly. It was still Shou’s face, but the makeup brought out all its good qualities more strongly.

“What?”, he asked.

“Why would I waste my time with these women, when I can spend the night with a pretty guy like you?”, Shou asked. He was meeting Yutaka’s eyes head on. That was rare for him already, but tonight his gaze was challenging rather than stubborn.

Yutaka was so irritated by his unnaturally confident tone, that it took him a moment to realize what was going on.

“Oh, ha ha, very funny”, he said dryly.

“I mean it”, Shou insisted and placed his hand on Yutaka’s shoulder. He often did that, especially when he got tipsy and he had already had a couple of beers tonight, though by no means enough to justify him acting so out of character. His touch right now felt different, however. He wasn’t just seeking out body contact, he was using the gesture as an excuse to lean in, bringing them closer together. Suddenly, Yutaka was very aware of how close Shou was sitting.

“Let me buy you a drink”, he said, before turning around. Shou usually hated calling over the waiter and when they went to a restaurant together, he normally left it to the others. He was too shy and polite to raise his voice at strangers.

Now, he raised his arm and called out loudly: “Excuse me?” to make the young waitress turn around. “A bottle of champagne, please. Your most expensive one.”

The waitress nodded and headed off.

Shou turned back to Yutaka.

“Champagne? The expensive one? What’s gotten into you?”, Yutaka asked, still irritated. Before this, he could have written it off as a joke, but Shou would never waste money just to prank him. “You never order anything high-end.”

He still felt like he was talking to a stranger.

“Nothing but the best for my kitten”, Shou said.

Yutaka chocked.

“What?! What did you just call me?”

“Kitten”, Shou repeated. He sounded hoarse. His eyes trailed down Yutaka’s body and he didn’t try to hide the fact that he was shamelessly checking him out. It made Yutaka feel unexpectedly hot.

“Unless you prefer another pet name?”

And then Shou smiled.

It wasn’t a smug, cocky smile. His smile was warm and genuine and it looked just a little bit insecure as if he worried that he had crossed a line. It made Shou look shy and kind and charming. His teeth weren’t showing, but his lips seemed even wider and absolutely gorgeous and the small dimple on his left cheek didn’t seem as misplaced as usual, but it fit in perfectly with his handsome face. The smile turned him from a stranger into nothing but Shou, but the best version of Shou that he could possibly be. It was Shou the way he would look if he were no longer worried and self-deprecating; still shy but no longer scared.

Yutaka’s knees grew weak. But it wasn’t just his knees. It was his shoulders that suddenly held no tension anymore and his arms, that turned into butter and his whole body felt like it might just melt away when Shou smiled at him like this and called him cute names.

“Uhm”, he said.

“Your champagne”, the waitress interrupted them and Yutaka turned hastily, glad for the interruption that allowed him to clear his head. Something about this suit seemed to be working at least.

The waitress placed a bucket filled with ice on the table, that held a bottle of champagne. Steam was rising from the bottleneck, indicating that it had just been opened. Yutaka hadn’t expected it to be done for them already, but it was probably better that way. They would surely have created a mess otherwise.

The bottle came with four glasses and only their sight made Yutaka realize he had completely forgotten about Jun and Kenji. He wondered what was taking them so long.

“Let me get that for you”, Shou offered, although Yutaka hadn’t moved to fix himself a glass at all.

Shou placed his fingers on Yutaka’s wrist as if he wanted to physically stop him from helping himself. Once again, the gesture wasn’t untypical for Shou. He often touched people while talking to them, but this time, it had a different quality. Usually, his touches were distracted as if he didn’t really notice what his body was doing at all. But right now, he looked down on his hand resting on Yutaka’s bare wrist, and then he looked up, meeting his eyes, as if he wanted to make absolutely sure, that Yutaka became aware of the contact. His touch was fully intentional this time and Yutaka sensed heat creeping up his neck.

The touch lasted just long enough to not feel accidental, then Shou pulled back and reached for the bottle of champagne instead. He closed his long, slender fingers around the bottleneck firmly and took up a glass. His movements were secure and controlled. Yutaka had always admired Shou’s hands, that seemed too elegant and coordinated for someone who moved the way he did. But when it came to his hands, Shou always seemed to know what he was doing.

He poured a glass of champagne without spilling a drop and held it out to Yutaka.

Yutaka thought that with all the things that had changed, Shou’s hands had stayed exactly the same.

He took the glass and Shou held his gaze for a moment. It was Yutaka, who looked away first. Shou was wearing coloured lenses and his eyes were bright and intriguing. He didn’t seem in a hurry as he poured himself a glass as well.

Yutaka watched his movements closely. He could still recognize Shou’s way of moving, but he seemed less stressed and therefore less awkward. The only real difference seemed to be, that he was relaxed for a change and Yutaka wondered, if Shou would always look this sexy, if only he managed to put him at ease more.

Shou placed the bottle back into the bucket and held up his glass to Yutaka while meeting his eyes again.

“To a night full of fun”, he said. He said it like he was thinking of something dirty.

“To a fun night”, Yutaka agreed and clinked his glass to Shou’s. He did his best to make it sound less suggestive.

He emptied half of the glass in large gulps. The champagne made him feel bubbly inside, but he doubted it was because of the alcohol. This version of Shou made him nervous.

“Tastes expensive”, he observed lamely, although he couldn’t tell one champagne from the other.

Shou smiled again and once more, Yutaka thought that his lips looked stunning tonight.

“Oh, you guys ordered champagne!”, Kenji’s voice chimed in unexpectedly.

“When did you change, Shou? Is that the magic suit?”, Jun asked and pulled up his chair to sit down opposite to them.

Although Yutaka had hoped to be rescued from this weird tension, he still felt mad at them for interrupting.

Kenji placed himself on the bench next to Shou.

“He brought the suit to the bar to pick up girls, but it doesn’t work”, Yutaka declared maliciously. He was no longer sure if he was annoyed with Jun and Kenji for showing up, or for staying away for so long, or with Shou for acting so weird in the first place.

Shou patted the bench next to himself.

“Here, Kenji, come closer”, he said.

Kenji shuffled closer.

“Why?”, he asked. It was very much like Kenji to comply first and ask questions later.

Shou raised his hand and ran his forefinger across Kenji’s sharp jawline.

“So I can get a better look at your handsome face.”

Something inside of Yutaka constricted uncomfortably. He didn’t know why he felt so upset, but he couldn’t deny that he felt jealous of Kenji. Since the suit hadn’t worked on the girls, he had assumed it was only him having this effect on Shou.

“Oh god, what’s up with you?”, Jun asked, sounding seriously worried.

Kenji gave an embarrassed sound, but started pouring champagne for him and Jun as well without waiting for an invitation.

“The suit is turning him gay”, Yutaka explained nonchalantly and emptied his own glass.

“What’s turning me gay is sitting here with such cute guys”, Shou said lightly. He didn’t sound embarrassed at all. Rather than joking, he seemed flirting.

“That’s disturbing”, Jun said somewhat too loudly. “Someone get him out of this suit!”

Shou batted his eyelashes before looking right at Jun at the other side of the table.

“Please, Jun”, he said. “If you want to undress me, all you have to do is ask.”

Jun made a startled noise that turned into a mixture between a nervous laugh and a cough.

Yutaka placed his glass on the table too soundly.

Shou turned towards him. He leaned in closely.

“Don’t be jealous, kitten”, he said lowly. “I haven’t forgotten about you.”

Yutaka wondered how Shou had noticed his feelings without even looking at him, when Yutaka had troubles naming them himself. He felt oddly happy when he heard the pet name again. Shou hadn’t used it for Jun and Kenji. Maybe that meant something.

“I’m not jealous”, he lied and reached for the bottle of champagne. “I just need more alcohol, if you’re going to stay like this.”

He poured himself the rest of the champagne until his glass was so full, it nearly overflowed, before he put the empty bottle back onto the table.

Shou pulled the flower from his buttonhole. Up close, Yutaka could tell that it was a yellow rose.

“Here”, Shou said. When his voice was so low and deep, Yutaka’s body turned into butter again. He wondered, if Shou had the same effect on Jun and Kenji while wearing the suit.

“What are you doing? Get that thing out of my face!”

“Take it”, Shou insisted. “This one is only for you. To remind you, that you’re special to me.”

Yutaka hesitated. He wished Shou would sound joking, because a joking Shou was something he knew how to deal with. He still had the feeling that he was getting pranked, but he didn’t know how to avoid it.

He took the rose gingerly and placed it on the table plate demonstratively instead of keeping it in his hands. Shou’s facial expression was impossible to read. Yutaka could not tell, if he had offended him.

“It’s empty already?!”, Kenji complained. He had taken up the champagne bottle and studied it in disbelief.

“I can order another round!”, Shou offered right away and already raised his hand, but luckily, Kenji stopped him.

“It’s fine”, he said quickly. He seemed to be a little uncomfortable around this new version of Shou as well.

“Yes, I think it’s time we all go home”, Jun confirmed.

“No!”, Shou protested. “No, no! This party can’t stop! We have to keep drinking! Let’s celebrate all night.”

“It’s late”, Kenji pointed out.

“And you seem to need rest the most”, Jun agreed.

“You should take off this suit”, Kenji added. He spoke very gently, not like he was soothing Shou, but as if he was seriously worried about him.

“They’re right”, Yutaka said softly. He realized that he was worried about Shou, too. Tonight, he seemed unpredictable and possibly reckless. “Let’s pay the bill and then I’ll take you home.”

Shou turned and looked at him cheekily.

“I see, so you want to continue the party elsewhere.” His tone left no room for wondering what kind of party he had in mind.

“What? No!”

“I’ll take you to a fancy hotel”, Shou suggested and this time, he leaned in so far that Yutaka involuntarily pulled back. “Just give me a chance. If you let me, I’ll make you feel things that no woman has ever made you feel before.”

Yutaka’s neck felt hot again and now his face started to heat as well. He thought of everything that entailed. He thought of feeling Shou inside of him.

“Just let me try”, Shou coaxed, but he no longer sounded flirtatious. He sounded like he was begging. The despair in Shou’s voice scared him. He didn’t know what to do with it.

“Shou”, he said as sternly as possible and grabbed him by the shoulder to push him back. It felt like dealing with someone, who was very, very drunk. “It’s really time you take off that suit and get some sleep.”

Shou pulled back from his touch and wrinkles were showing around the root of his nose. The lines made his face look so characteristically himself, that Yutaka felt almost relieved.

“I don’t want to”, Shou said and finally, he sounded like his stubborn self again. “I don’t want this party to end.” He seemed to be repeating the words like a spell now and gestured towards the table as if he wanted to include everything. “I don’t want this night to end. I want to stay with you all night.” He gestured towards himself. “Like this.”

Yutaka didn’t fully understand what Shou meant, but his emotions seemed so raw and honest, it pained him anyway.

“You can’t, Shou. You are not yourself.”

Shou hung his head.

“I am”, he said. “I am.”

“Hey”, Yutaka said gently and touched his arm. Jun and Kenji stayed out of the conversation like they always did, when Shou turned difficult. It was only ever Yutaka, who managed to soothe him. “You need some rest.”

“Fine”, Shou agreed reluctantly. “But you have to take me. And I’m keeping on the suit.”

“Okay.” Yutaka sighed. He figured they could argue over the details later. He looked up at their bandmates. “Why don’t you guys go pay? We’ll pay you back later. I’ll make sure Shou gets home safely. Maybe the fresh air will help.”

“Alright”, Jun agreed. The fact, that neither of them argued about splitting the bill immediately although it contained the expensive bottle of champagne proved they were all irritated by Shou.

“Come here”, Yutaka said as gently as possible and took Shou’s arm to pull him up from the bench. “Let’s get you home.”

Shou followed without resistance. He picked up his bag, that was now empty and allowed Yutaka to guide him over to the front door of the bar.

It was colder outside, although the temperatures were warm enough that they didn’t need a jacket. The cold air cleared Yutaka’s mind a little, but finally getting some distance to Shou certainly helped as well. Inside the bar, he had started to feel dizzy.

Yutaka pulled out his phone and opened an app.

“I think I’m going to call us a cab, alright? We can’t take the train with you looking like this. Also, you might try to pick up random guys, if we don’t get you home straight away.”

“You’re jealous again”, Shou observed and this time, he sounded gleeful.

“I’m not”, Yutaka muttered and requested a ride before putting the phone back into his pocket.

When he looked up, he realized Shou was standing awfully close again. The suit seemed to be making him taller as well, because Yutaka had to look up to him slightly. Maybe it was just his straight posture in combination with the heel of the dress shoes though.

“Have you heard of personal space before?”, he complained and took a step backwards.

Shou took a step forward immediately. If anything, he was standing even closer than before.

“Sorry, that my handsomeness is making you nervous”, he said with a sleek grin. Yutaka had not thought that to be sentence he would ever hear from Shou unironically.

“Uh”, Yutaka said. He had been meaning to deny it, but Shou’s face was so close now, that he forgot how to say words.

“Shh, kitten”, Shou said quietly. He reached up and cupped Yutaka’s face with both hands. His touch was gentle but very secure. Yutaka could sense how bony and strong his fingers felt. They were surprisingly cool.

He knew that he was supposed to pull back, but he stood frozen, and he felt guilty for that. He knew that Shou was not himself and it was up to him to keep the situation from getting weird. But truth was, that he liked the way Shou touched him and he liked it when he held his gaze for so long and he liked it, when he called him kitten.

“Don’t”, he forced out softly anyway. “You can’t just do something like that in public.”

They were the only ones out on the street, but someone might walk out of the bar any moment. Anyone could see them.

“I don’t care”, Shou said. “I don’t want to worry about who could possibly see us. I’m tired of always worrying. I just want to kiss you.” He paused. “May I?”

Yutaka knew exactly what the answer was supposed to be. Under no circumstances could he allow this to happen, because it was reckless and dumb and moreover immoral.

“Yes”, he whispered.

Shou leaned in and kissed him with astonishing force. His kiss wasn’t hesitant at all. He kissed like he knew what he wanted. His lips were soft and his hold on Yutaka was firm. It made him feel very safe and oddly frail. He parted his lips and allowed Shou to kiss him like no one had ever kissed him in a public space before. Their teeth clicked together and Shou’s nose brushed his cheek and when he pulled back eventually, Yutaka was out of breath.

Shou looked at him and he broke into that sweet, bashful smile again, that looked so much like him, except lighter and happier than Yutaka had ever seen him before.

For a moment, he thought that he might just give in. He considered going back to a hotel with this new version of Shou, who would hold him in his strong arms and whisper sweet nothings into his ear and kiss him full of confidence. Yutaka would grow weak in his arms, because he was handsome and cool and self-assured.

But it wasn’t real.

“Stop it”, he said as gently as possible as Shou moved to lean in once again. “This is no good.”

“We can go somewhere more private”, Shou offered immediately.

Yutaka shook his head.

“It’s this suit. There is something wrong with it. It obviously works on men instead of women. It’s making you weird. You need to take it off.”

“No, no, please”, Shou said and he reached up instinctively, clawing his hand into the lapel of the suit coat as if he was scared Yutaka might try to tear it off. “This suit is not changing me. It’s just making me more confident. It’s … This is me. This is the version of me that’s in my head. It’s who I want to be. All the time. I don’t want to … I can’t let this end. I want to stay this version. I don’t want this party to end.” Vaguely he gestured back to the bar.

“So, you want to be someone, who promiscuously hits on all of his bandmates?” It had been meant as a joke, but it came out bitter. The way Shou had touched Kenji’s face made their kiss just now meaningless – regardless of whenever it was the suit or something Shou repressed violently.

“I want to be someone who is at terms with and open about his sexuality”, Shou blurted out.

Yutaka was pretty sure that the surprised was written all over his face. Before tonight, Shou had never indicated liking men at all.

“I want to be able to joke about it”, Shou said. “I don’t want to hide from the people closest to me. But most importantly, I want to show you how I feel. You’re the person I …”

He finally let go of his suit coat and his arm dropped down by his side as if he no longer had the energy to gesture at all.

“I wanted to try if the suit worked. I thought, if it does, I’d one day wear it to tell you. I wasn’t meaning to do it right away. Things got out of hand. I was scared of this night ending, because … I don’t know what will come afterwards.”

Yutaka licked his lips.

“So, you …?”, he started, but didn’t know how to finish the question.

“Yeah”, Shou confirmed. “I love you. And when I’m wearing this suit … when I’m wearing it, I’m cool and handsome. I’ll keep wearing it. And if you give me a chance, I think I can make you like me a little too. You allowed me to kiss you like this. You are at least somewhat attracted to me in this suit. I can be this version of myself for you. I’ll keep being it.”

Yutaka shook his head slightly.

“What are you going to do?” He wasn’t mocking Shou. He was sad, because Shou sounded so desperate. “Keep wearing the suit in your sleep?”

Shou shrugged and smiled helplessly.

“I hope they’ll design magic pyjamas soon”, he said.

Yutaka looked at Shou and all he saw was a handsome host. He had no idea where the despair in his voice was coming from. It was as if he couldn’t see below the pretty surface at all.

“Aren’t you going to say anything?”, Shou plead. “I confessed to you. Don’t I deserve an answer?”

“Please, take off the suit”, Yutaka said. He suddenly felt exhausted. He was tired of dealing with this person in front of him. He just wanted to talk to his friend. “I want to give you a proper reply, but I can’t when you are wearing this suit.”

“It makes me better”, Shou insisted.

“This …” Yutaka gestured towards Shou and the green streaks in his hair. “I feel like I’m talking to a stranger. I need to make sure it’s really you.”

Shou looked at him for a long time and Yutaka was convinced he would decline. But then he nodded and slowly took off the suit coat.

He blinked and then Shou was already different.

He was back in his Tamiya shirt, his arms bare and pale and awkwardly holding on to the suit coat. His hair was blonde again and looked uncombed because he had run his hands through it early this evening. His face was flushed and bare and his eyes were tiny, but dark and so much warmer than when he was wearing coloured lenses. He kept his eyes cast down and yet Yutaka had the feeling he was seeing them for the first time tonight. He seemed small, hunched over once again and his head too large for his shoulders, making him look frail and in need of protection.

Yutaka felt a giant wave of affection rushing through him and he had to stop himself from wrapping his arms around Shou.

He had missed him. He had missed him so much more than he had ever expected. And he thought that this awkward little guy with the small eyes and the messy hair was the most beautiful version of a human being possible.

“Hey”, he said quietly.

Shou looked up briefly, but he didn’t manage to hold his gaze for too long, just as it had always been.

“Hey”, he replied.

“Do you …?” Yutaka broke off. For a moment, he considered that Shou might have forgotten about everything that had happened tonight. “Do you still feel the same? Without the suit?”

“Yeah”, Shou confirmed. “The same. Plus, an awful lot of regret for saying it out loud.”

Yutaka chuckled.

“I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable.” Shou looked down onto the suit coat in his hands. His hands still looked the same. “I behaved awful tonight. Sorry for putting you into a position like this. Let’s just forget I ever said anything. In fact, let’s just forget about this entire night.”

Worried lines were showing everywhere on Shou’s face. His face looked all weird and wrinkly. He looked like his old gloomy, over-thinking self again.

“I should probably burn this thing to make sure I never do anything this stupid again.”

“You probably should”, Yutaka agreed.

Shou had looked happier when wearing the suit, more relaxed. Yutaka wanted him to look this happy always, but he knew they’d have to find a different way for that.

“Sorry”, Shou mumbled again.

Yutaka paused for a moment.

“Though, if I’m honest, I’m going to miss you calling me your kitten”, he confessed jokingly.

Shou looked irritated. Yutaka let him suffer for just a few seconds more.

“I’m also going to miss you kissing me”, he added.

Shou looked up and sucked in his lower lip. His teeth were showing visibly. He looked by no means conventionally attractive and Yutaka loved him for that.

“Really?”, Shou asked insecurely.

“Really”, Yutaka assured him without hesitation.

Shou started smiling and it was the same smile as before. The warm one with the cute dimple, that made his lips look gorgeous and that was shy and hesitant, but finally happy without a trace of worry. And Yutaka thought, that they were going to get there and that they wouldn’t need a magic suit for it at all.

“We can always work on that”, Shou said. “Right, kitten?”

[haileygarciasunshine]

Second Chances

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader

Word Count: 2,743

Warnings: Swearing, altered turn of events, a tab bit steamy, drinking, abuse

I wanted to give something new a try🤷‍♀️

*Takes place after the battle of Star court.

After the events at Starcourt, everyone had drastically changed. The party gained a few new members. Both Robin and Erica, had joined. Max was pushing for her brother Billy to join, but the party wasn’t sure about him. After, what had happened it was like Billy did a complete 180.

Since, Billy came to Hawkins, he was never a quiet or caring type of person. That summer, changed him, and everyone else. Seemingly enough, you were the only person to see a real change in Billy. He was searching for a place he belonged. You believed he belonged with the party but still had trust issues. It took a few months for things to get back to normal, or as normal as things were going to get.

Today, was another “typical” type of day with the party. Everyone, was hanging out at the Palace Arcade today, including you and Billy. Which was surprising since Billy, had never stuck around before. You were currently talking to Keith, before you were pulled out of your conversation.

“Hi, Y/N.” A smooth husky voice, suddenly sounded.

Greeting him with a soft smile you began, “Hey, Billy.”

With a sudden burst of confidence, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a hug. He stiffed at the sudden contact, just as you were about to pull away, he wound his arms tightly around your waist holding you close, burning his face in your neck. Billy held you, as if his life depended on it.

A few days passed, since the encounter. It was Friday night, movie night with everyone. Max was running late, and there was an argument about what movie we were going to rent.

A soft knock on your front door sounded. Once you opened the door, you were shocked to find Max and Billy standing at your front door.

“Y/N!” Max’s voluminous voice erupted, “I hope you don’t mind, I brought Billy.”

“Of course not! Please, come on.”

Max raced to the living room, where the rest of the party was. As Billy shut the door, he immediately shoved his hands in his pockets, looking down at his feet.

Just as you were about to say something, Dustin ran into you, throwing his arms around you saying, “I think we’ve decided what movies we want to rent! Can we go bother Steve and Robin now?”

Chuckling lightly you responded, “Sure, get everyone in the car okay?”

Dustin took off corralling the rest of the group to your car, Billy in-tow when you lead him to your car. The car ride to the video store, was filled with laughs, and off key singing from the kids. The more time went by, the more Billy visibly relaxed and was comfortable.

Just as you arrived, the back doors flew open, and five teenagers went running into the store.

“They’re not letting any grass grow under their feet.”

“Did you just make a joke?”

For the first time, you saw the beautiful man laugh, “I guess I did.”

Existing the car, Billy held the door open for you to enter the video store, a rosey pink tint danced across your face. Before either of you could say something about it, Max and El, ran up to you and dragged you in the direction of the romance films. Glancing behind you, you could see Dustin go up to Billy and gently tug on his wrist, unsure if there would be any repercussions. Once, he deemed there wouldn’t be, he pulled Billy in the direction of the action films. A soft smile, danced along your lips.

The two movies everyone agreed on was ‘Footloose,’ and ‘Indiana Jones.’

“I didn’t peg you for a chick flick kinda girl, Y/N.”

Turning your head slightly at the man next you scoffed jokingly, “Oh please Billy. Every girl, whether she wants to admit it or not, a soft spot for chick flicks.”

Over the next few weeks, Billy was around more and more. Not that you minded, having another big kid around was nice. You had come to learn, that Billy was a shy teddy bear. Max had invited you and El over, for dinner.

When you arrived, Billy opened the door and pulled you in for a tight embrace. His shampoo, and cologne scent overwhelming your senses. He surprised you, by placing a chaste kiss on your cheek.

Fear was evident on his face. As he was trying to justify his actions, Max flung her body at yours greeting you excitedly.

“Y/N! You’re here!”

Laughing at her reaction you started, “Of course I am kiddo. Anything, for you.”

She grabbed your hand, leading you away to her bedroom. You shot an apologetic glance at Billy, and in a spur of the moment action your hand quickly gripped his wrist pulling him along with you to Max’s room.

The three of you were having a grand ole time in Max’s room. Max and Eleven, were lipsyncing along to the new Madonna album. While, you and Billy were situated comfortably on the floor by Max’s bed. Without even noticing, you were leaning against Billy.

“You like this garbage?” Billy teased.

His comment made you let out a hardy laugh, “Oh, sorry it’s not rock and roll garbage.” You teased back.

Just as you were turning you head to glance at Billy, he was doing the same. That’s when you realized how close you actually were. His breath fanning across your lips, the smell of spearmint and mouth wash suddenly, becoming the most intoxicating smell.

Billy’s surprisingly soft gaze caught yours, unexpectedly. The world falling away, leaving the two of you, in Max’s room. The sudden urge to kiss him, overwhelmed you. Both of you leaning in, leaving a fraction of a space between you, closing your eyes, with need coursing through your veins.

“Y/N! El’s never heard of Wonder Woman!”

Both of you jumping away from each other, afraid of getting caught.

“Hm? Oh uh, wow that’s crazy!”

“We have to teach her about Wonder Woman and her greatness!”

Nodding, your thoughts filled with what almost happened, between you and Billy.

Both you and Billy, tried to act like nothing almost happened, for the sake of your group of mutual friends. Billy had grown more affectionate towards you, wrapping his jacket around your shoulders whenever you were cold or might be cold, he didn’t pull away when your hands lightly brushed against his.

It was Halloween weekend, and Tina was throwing a Halloween Bash with the slogan of ‘Let’s get Sheet Faced,’. Initially, you weren’t planning on going, but free booze sounded really tempting, so you talked Jonathon into going with you.

Neither of you nor Jonathon dressed up for the Halloween party. Immediately upon stepping foot in Tina’s house, you went in search of drinks. It didn’t take long before you were beyond buzzed. Jonathon was some where with Nancy, but you couldn’t be bothered to care, since they’ve been pinning for each other since the dawn of time.

Suddenly, Tommy appeared out of nowhere and cornered you.

“So, Y/N. You and Hargrove, Huh?”

You tried to maneuver around him, but his hand grabbed your bicep with such a force, there would be a bruise tomorrow.

“If you want a real man, I’ll show you a real man.”

With that Tommy grabbed you and pushed you down the stairs following you closely. Your eyes darting around in search of someone to help you, only to be met with emptiness.

Billy didn’t want to go to Tina’s Halloween party. But, someone had told him, you were going to be there. He desperately, wanted to talk about what had almost been. He had developed feelings for you, but you were way out of his league. You were kind, almost top of the class, Max loved you. You had been the only one to vouch for Billy and for him to get a second chance. He wanted to protect you and keep you safe, that was the least he could do as a friend, and as someone who cared about you, in a different way.

He couldn’t pin point it, but he had a bad feeling all day. It wasn’t until around 8:30 pm he decided to jump in his Camero, and show up to Tina’s party. Once he stepped foot in Tina’s house, he was immediately searching for you. He went outside by the pool, upstairs, the garage, the kitchen. Deciding he should find Jonathon, he knew something wasn’t right. The only place he didn’t, check was the basement.

Tommy was currently, trying to shove his tongue in your mouth. You had turned your head, so his tongue met your cheek, Tommy either didn’t care or didn’t notice that you turned your head. His hands were roaming all over your body. For a moment, they were roughly gripping your hips so hard, you knew that there would be a bruise there tomorrow to show where his hands had been. Then they roughly, groped you through your shirt, before traveling up to roughly grab a hold of your neck. All the while, you were trying to use all your strength to push him off. After each attempt, you were slowly starting to give up.

The familiar scent, that had overwhelmed your senses in Max’s room, were creating a comforting aroma for you in Tina’s basement. It wasn’t long after, that the weight of Tommy, was lifted from you, causing you to feel relieved. Steve, had grabbed Tommy, by the back of his neck taking him back up stairs.

It wasn’t until Tommy was gone, that you felt the weight of the situation. Slowly, you slid down the wall that Tommy had pushed you against. Suddenly, you sobriety, hit you like a ton of bricks. Tears had begun to spill out from your eyes, creating streams down your cheeks. Billy was hit with a sudden wave of guiltiness. He moved so that he was sitting next to you. Once, he was comfortable, he placed his arms around you and pulled you into his lap. He tucked your head under his chin, slightly rocking the both of you. His smooth voice, whispering sweet nothings to you. Kissing the top of your head over and over again.

When you decided you were ready to leave, Billy took off his black leather jacket and placed it around your shoulders, causing a soft smile to make its way across your lips. He took your hand in his, leading you back to his car and getting you home safely.

After a few days went by, neither you or Billy spoke about the events that had happened at Tina’s party. Although, Billy had begun to act strange around you. Max had asked you over for a ‘Girls Night,’ which, you excitedly, agreed to. You and the girls were in the living room watching, ‘Ferris Buellers Day off.’ When Billy suddenly walked in. 

“Hey, Girls. Mind if I steal, Y/N, for a bit?”

“No, not at all.” They both responded in unison. 

Billy took your hand in his, and lead you to his bedroom. Once, he opened his bedroom door, you were met with flower pedals all over the floor and candles throughout his room.

Your jaw fell slightly, and a small gasp fell from your lips.

“Did you do all this?” You asked in awe.

He hummed in response, walking up behind you, placing his hands lightly on your hips, resting his head on your shoulder.

“Why?”

He said in confidence, “Because you like this mushy stuff and I like you.” He placed, a feather light kiss to your cheek. 

“You like me?” You asked in disbelief. 

He chuckled gently, “Isn’t it obvious?”

Twirling you around, so you were face to face, his eyes had a twinkle, of something you couldn’t recognize. 

“Will you go on a date with me?”

“Yes!”

“How about tomorrow at seven?”

“Sounds like a date to me.”

He pulled you closer to him, so that your hips were touching. Your hands, knotting themselves in his surprisingly soft hair, while your breath was mixing with his, fanning across his face. Billy moved his face closer to yours so that your noses were brushing. 

His husky voice, barely audible asked, “Can I kiss you?”

With a slight nod, his lips slightly brushed against yours, softly, almost as if you were made of porcelain that he didn’t want to break. The heat that was in your stomach, swiftly made it’s way to your chest, letting the butterflies in your stomach flutter. The kiss was short and sweet, not nearly long enough to fill the craving that only he could curve. The taste of spearmint, lingering on your lips once he pulled away.

This time, it was you who took charge of the kiss. Mashing your lips to his hungrily, you caught him by surprise, hearing his breath get caught in his throat, that you so badly, wanted to leave marks on. It didn’t take him long, to respond with the same hunger that you had given him. Your hands made their way around his collar, then slowly, down his chest. With each agonizingly slow touch, was an agonizingly slow button that was undone. You could feel Billy, growing impatient. 

Grabbing his shirt, he ripped it open not caring that the buttons flew everywhere. While, he was taking the remainder of his shirt off, you quickly took of your blouse and threw it somewhere in his room. His hands found your hips pulling you to him again, kissing each other with the same amount of passion. 

Walking you backwards, you fell on top of his bed, pulling him with you. Billy, made himself comfortable in between your legs, letting his hands roam over your legs, wrapping them around his waist, without breaking the kiss. Pulling your bottom lip in between his teeth, a moan had escaped from the back of your throat without your approval. Billy, opened your mouth, sliding his tongue in. He was kissing you like no other boy had before, with a sense of gentleness yet a hint of rough dominance. 

You hands he become anchored in his hair, keeping your grip firm on him, in case he were to disappear. Both of your tongues were battling back and forth as if they were wrestlers, trying to win in a ring match. Heat had began to rise to your cheeks as your breathing began less even.

Billy, moved his mouth off of yours, placing kiss along your cheek, then to your jaw, before settling upon your throat. His tongue leaving a trail, to your collar bone. Sucking, and biting his way to your chest, he left a trail of black and blue love bights in his wake. All the while, you were moaning beneath him, gripping the blanket you were currently on top of, before clawing his back sure to leave scratch marks the next day. Billy didn’t seem to care. 

He was caught by surprise, when you rolled over, causing him to be beneath you. Straddling his hips, your lips were back on his. It was your turn to, sneak your tongue into his mouth, enticing a low growl from the man under you.

Placing kisses, along his chin, you lightly pushed his shoulders for him to lay back. Making your way down to his Adam’s apple, you began sucking and nipping lightly. His moans were coming out as strangled cries,. He threw his head back against the bed in pleasure, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, one of his hands was clutching the blankets, while the other was in your hair holding you to him. Making your way down, to his chest, you left a trail of your own black and blue bruises. 

As things were heating up, you were interrupted by a knock on his door. He groaned in frustration. Seizing the chance, you made your way to his ear, and lightly blew in it. Tracing your tongue around the outer shell of his ear.

“Yes?” His voice came out high pitched, clearing his throat he attempted to question the person again.

“Me and El are going to stay at Mike’s tonight. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!”

Once the front door, slammed shut. Billy Rolled over, so that he was on top of you. Capturing your wrists lightly in his hands, pinning you to the bed.

“You don’t play fair princess.”

[toorusquill]

hI VERA :D i think kenma and i would have the awkward x awkward relationship dynamic, the both of us wanting to express our feelings but being shy when doing so! dates with kenma are v soft.. w lingering touches bc we overthink about pda alot HAHAH lots of laughter, mostly kenma's quiet giggles over me being clumsy. sunset walks, afternoon picnics, late night adventures (1/2)

in the city, staying up late to talk and watch movies would be very common dates! :> i'd always ask to hold his hand bc i know it's always cold and it's one of my favorite acts of affection! he's also the more responsible one b/w us so he'd unexpectedly bring necessary things on our dates (e.g. tissue, water, etc.) for things that interest me, i really like atla and reading abt that universe, mythology, memes, doodling! (specifically food and atla), making nostalgic videos edits, and lofi! (2/2)

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vera’s au assignments

your AU: youtuber! au

wherein you and kenma are youtubers who don’t know that they know the other in real life

me, watching that video you sent to the gc: ur laugh is so cute, kenma would SIMP 😔😩

- okay. you have a following on youtube for making edits, doing video essays on atla, and a whole lot of other things while kenma obviously has a gaming channel. you guys get roped into a collab by your followers, and now you work together regularly. the only catch is you guys have created online personalities in order to hide your identities

- you don’t know that this ‘applepi’ dude you’ve been collabing with is the cute guy who you often see in the 24/7 diner you visit with your friends during late night rendezvous and vice versa

- so yes, you’re kinda living a double life. one day, the collab was a livestream video, and so you guys had these mics set up in order to talk to the viewers. it was such a big hit and livestreams became more common. you became accustomed to hearing his voice a lot, and honestly if you weren’t so enamored with that mystery guy in the diner you could’ve sworn you had a crush on ‘applepi’. 

-how could you NOT when his voice sounds so sweet and gentle and his laugh was even more soft?? gab you were just confused at this point. kenma wasn’t doing so well either, because he’s all like “why am i attracted to someone i’ve never seen before. shouldn’t i be focusing on that girl in the diner. why.”

- you shake it off, trying to work up the nerve to talk to mystery guy instead and you get your chance! you come to visit the diner without your friends, and you see that kenma is there all alone without his usual, bedheaded companion. so after getting your food.. you make your way over to him, kind of tripping over your feet a little before catching your balance

- and kenma LAUGHS. softly, but you’d know that laugh anywhere. you’re staring at him like :0 and you kind of just gasp out, “are you- no wait i must be crazy.” and kenma’s even more shocked than you are now because he recognizes your voice.

- he shyly waves you over to his table (as if you weren’t already heading there) and when you two clear the air that yes, you guys know each other online, he’s so excited!! you guys don’t get together in your meet-cute, but within the month a video entitled “we’re dating” is up on both your channels :>

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ending note: GAB i love u!! :> this was less dating hcs but more of a meet-cute?? i hope that’s okay HAHA it’s kinda an AU nonetheless!! mwah kisses for u hehe

[sparkles-and-trash]

My fav 3 versions/interpretations of South Park characters thing!

I’m so sorry this took much longer than anticipated, I was gonna do it Friday but then I had a panic attack for the first time in forever because my CFS have been real bad lately and I was in such bad shape my BFF had to come and smack me back to life, and Sunday was suddenly full on breakdown day, a bad BPD episode and yeah, it was rough, but today I’m doing better and I realize nobody really cares about my personal issues lol but I just have a need to excuse myself here and I realize that’s kinda dumb but here we are ANYWAYS I hope these are okay, and that these are in no way the RIGHT interpretations, just my personal favorites! 

Kyle:

suggested by the wonderful  @otherluces <3

#1 

I’m not gonna lie, I love nerdy, preppy Kyle. Sweater-vests, collard shirts, doesn’t realize how attractive he is Kyle, oblivious to people having crushes on him Kyle, set on Harvard to become a lawyer and fight for justice and argue for a living, yanno? 

#2 

I also really like the more dorky and nerdy Kyle, where he has really niché interests that he gets totally invested in and talks about 24/7, loves reading and studying, but not just to get good results, but because he genuinly enjoys it.

#3

The last version I can think of with him, is the tall, lanky and kinda hard to read Kyle. He keeps a lot of his feelings to himself, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have them. He plays basketball, he’s good at it too, and while he does well in school and everyone expects him to go into law, he has some totally different dream he keeps to himself for now. He kinda perks up a bit when in smaller crowds, esp with his cloest friends, but he still carries a lot of secrets that some time needs to come out.

Tweek:

suggested by my new fren  @soft-craig-and-tweek ^^

I like Tweek in so many ways these were hard to pick, but I’mma try to narrow it down a bit and not go totally off haha

#1

I actually quite enjoy the jagged, tired Tweek, the one who with help from friends and family manage to get off the meth his parents feed him secretly, but who still struggle with withdrawal, dark bags under his eyes, kinda pale and with sharp features, but he’s still a sweet and kind boy, a boy who wants to make the right choices and change the world to a better place, but who still has a darkness he carries, and the fact that he never gives up that fight is what makes him so special 

#2

and okay I have to be honest, I do love myself some sunshine boy Tweek. This Tweek still has issues, he is maybe even more anxious than the last one, but he’s also just as vibrant and energetic as he is anxious! He is an artist, he paints with bright colors, he composes beautiful, hopeful melodies, he feels everything so much,  and he is a contagious and exciting person to be around. Cannot dress for the life of him. So much mis-match and odd outfits, but it kinda works? 

#3

The last one I’m gonna mention for this wonderful boy, is the more alternative Tweek. He writes obscure poetry, he watches too many conspiracy theory videos on youtube, he draws the monsters in his mind, and he writes the scariest, most hauntingly beautiful stories on the internet, and people online love him. He has no idea how to deal with being popular in that sense, because irl he is the type to not belong to a certain friend group, but he does go along well with most people on a surface level. Dark circles, shaky hands, crooked and cute smiles, baggy t-shirts and ripped jeans. When he first opens up to someone, he really, really does, and he will always support and be there for you. If you deserve it, that is. 

Nichole: 

also suggested by  @soft-craig-and-tweek <3 

#1

I love nerdy Nichole who isn’t afraid to show it! Maybe she’s a streamer or youtube gamer even, I can def see her writing fanfiction, and being hella good at it too! Makes quite a name for herself online, and hangs out with the boys a lot irl, has game nights with the boys from Board Girls (even Cartman sometimes), is funny in a sarcastic way, but never mean. 

#2

Popular girl Nichole is also a favorite for me, but not in the “classical” sense. I imagine her to be a sporty, maybe on both the basket and volleyball team, captain for the basket one, she’s a born leader, she’s kind and fair, but can also be strict, and people always trust her to be honest and true.  

#3

Artsy Nichole!! I imagine her in bright yellow dresses and with her hair flowing and free, with flowers in her hair, freckles on her face, a big, genuine smile, a loud laughter that is so contagious, she loves spending time with Jimmy because they have a very similar humor, and she’s a theater kid, she sings like an angel and can act, oh boy can she act, she can make anyone laugh or cry in just a blink of an eye, she’s just a human sun-ray and I love her a lot 

Butters: 

suggested by @kinguidamundo, thank you so much!! 

#1

I love edgy Butters soooo much??? Like, he’s still a kind and bright boy, but he can also stand up for himself a lot more, he likes fashion a lot, he gets tattoos and piercings, he explores tons of ways to express himself, he’s a yes-dude, he goes out on dates a lot, but isn’t ready for a “real” relationship yet, but he enjoys meeting people and testing out himself around different types of people! Also he is a bi icon change my mind jk u can’t 

#2

I have a weak spot for the kind of soft and timid looking Butters too, who wears pastel colors and have big, innocent eyes, he is genuine and kind, but he carries something darker inside, something he isn’t sure how to deal with, something that scares him, but in reality it’s just normal feelings, anger, resentment and fear, but he’s lived his life ignoring them so much they catch him off guard at times. He learns to live with them slowly, and he does so with lots of help and patience from friends and loved ones. 

#3

Okay, last one, totally self-indulging here, but yeah, happy sunflower boy is also a big favorite. He is more confident than the previous version, but in a gullible way if that makes any sense? He believes the best in people, and if he is proven wrong, he’s willing to try to help them become better people, if they want to or not! This is honestly the version I love most with Stan, Butters being the ray of sunshine in Stan’s life and Stan being the realism to keep Butters grounded and them both supporting each other so much? Fuck yeah that’s the good stuff. 

Clyde:

suggested by @horrorpumpkin, ty sm friend! <3 

#1

Himbo Clyde!!! Jock dude who genuinely loves sports, he’s a team player, and while he might not be super intellectual, he is very socially smart, he is kind and empathic, he is funny and likable, he always tries his best to make everyone feel included, and while he loves chicks a lot, and is a sexual dude, he does it with nothing but respect and admiration for the ladies! 

#2

Bisexual disaster Clydeeee <3 obv being bi isn’t a personality trait, but he is very open about it, he wants to be confident and good at flirting, but goddamn is he a MESS! He’s also a huge supporter of every single relationship his friends is in, he loves love, in all shapes and forms, he is emotional and kind and awkward in an endearing way. 

#3

Can’t leave out crybaby Clyde, can we now? He’s a bit of an awkward bean as well, but he owns it a bit more. He is kinda like a puppy, a cute, excitable and emotional puppy who loves his friends, video games and lazy movie nights, kinda chubby, he loves baking and does it a lot with Tweek, he is also a huge nerd for Harry Potter and totally geek out over it with Kyle and Nichole sdhlksgdhl

Kenny: 

suggested by anon! 

#1

First up I guess I should put my high school AU Kenny. I know it’s controversial, but I imagine this Kenny to be more on the quiet side, but not really in a shy way. He’s just a bit of an observer who doesn’t speak unless he really sees fit, and while he still has his crude humor and is kinda rumored to be sleeping around a lot, he actually struggle with intimacy issues. He never imagined them to include sexual stuff, but turns out they do, and balancing being sexually open and curious and having these issues ain’t easy on the boy, let me tell you that. 

#2

This one is kinda heavily inspired by Luces, but I love him as kind and loyal, but also a bit more chatty and charming, but not for his own gain. He wants others to feel good about themselves, in social settings, his friends, during sexy times, he is selfless and good, but he is also living for the moment, he is a likable and wonderful guy, but he does still only REALLY open up emotionally to people he really trusts. Not traditionally attractive, but interesting looking in a way. Lots of freckles, bit of buck teeth with a big gap between his front teeth, messy kinda curly hair, long straight nose. Always wears baggy hoodies and worn out jeans, shrugs and gives that lopsided smile when people ask him about anything personal.

#3

Mysterious Kennyyyy. You think you know him, everyone does, but in reality, very few have seen the real him. He likes people, and he likes to help them, he’s always down to listen to people’s problems and help them, he wants to inspire kids like himself to never give up and think there’s only one path for them, because he knows there is not. Volunteers at the animal shelter with Stan, works part time at Tweek Bro’s and is good buddies with Tweek. Had a early sexual debut, slept around a bit and got his heart broken unexpectedly when he was a Freshman, so there are some walls there now, but he ain’t usually one to turn down someone who’s up for it and whom with he has good chemistry either. 

[scream-mans-friend]

character ask: the whole rooftop gang thank you please

ALL OF THEM HUH? WELL THEN:

Shirakumo: 

1: I like to make my favs trans, so i like to sometimes imagine him as afab, but then i laugh bc that implies that the doctor said “trans rights!” as he frankensteined his corpse, so i lean towards him being an amab demiboy! 2: a lot of people hc him as being very open about his sexuality and gender, but I think he was just a tad repressed to his bisexual tendencies hkjdflfsahlsdkj not in an angsty way but like, he didn’t really think about it until his own emotions pretty much confronted him about it 3: I think he was a happy kid for the most part! i think when he first started school he tried to be friends with everyone and didn’t really understand when other kids didnt want to be friends with him :( but he was otherwise pretty happy go lucky, he had a stable home with his mom, dad, and older sister, and he liked to run around outside and explore 4: well it would be difficult to not associate him with clouds, but I also associate him with werewolves and the fae due to what happens to him later on LMAO a little sad but also kinda neat in my humble opinion  5: I always associate him with the rooftop gang ofc!!  6: I like to project my own obliviousness onto him- hes awkward but hes so upbeat that he can’t tell. 7: I think that he likes to cook and bake! he finds it fun to try and make things for his friends, but he tends to stray from recipes and this can spell disaster- hes good at it when he wants to be!

Kayama: 

1: I hc that shes on the ace/aro spectrum! her costume has rings on her middle fingers and everything... I think she struggles with romance and isn’t really sexually attracted to anyone, but is sex positive  2: i don’t think she was as close with shirakumo as the rest of the fandom likes to write her as, but I do think she struggled with her own sense of grief and guilt- when someone you know dies unexpectedly its kinda hard to not think about anything you could have done differently that could have helped 3: kayama had a decent childhood- her parents fought a lot and split up though, and during that period of time they didn’t really focus on her (this would be when she was around 8). she got plenty of love and attention after their divorce, but it still really hurt her 4: well,,,, her whip and pink mist are definitely what stand out about her, but i also associate her hair with christmas trees bc of how its drawn in canon k\gfhaslkj 5: I associate her with the depression duo and with ms joke! 6: I’m not really sure if i project anything onto her! maybe self doubt, but i project that onto any and all characters i come into contact with lmaoo 7: she likes to knit! the sweater she wears in her casual wear? she made it!

Aizawa: 

1: I love trans and autistic aizawa.... hes trans and hes autistic what can I say! 2: plenty of people hc that he had abusive parents but i think they were just busy and they weren’t that close? like they would hang out but the conversations would be awkward and then theyd all go off and do their own things,,,, introvert nation in their household,,,,,, 3: as a kid aizawa was shy and withdrawn,,, but when asked about his opinions on things he didn’t pull any punches and was extremely blunt without really realizing that it could be rude. hes still extremely blunt as an adult but now he knows when its rude or not and he finds it hilarious 4: cats ofc but i also associate him with rain and the moon..... his vibes........... 5: its hard not to associate him with yamada! I also associate him with shirakumo and kayama ofc but like kayama has said in canon, he and yamada are tied at the hip! 6: I tend to live in my own head a little and i project the same onto him sfjklsadhlkajhd 7: he likes to watch “satisfying” videos online, soap cutting videos both please and enrage him bc on the one hand its a bunch of fun little cubes but on the other hand theyre wasting all of that soap,,,,,

Yamada

1: he’s nb! he doesn’t really have much of a preference as to what pronouns you use for him, but their present mic persona is their attempt at creating the ultimate genderless person... bananas dont have gender and neither does she. unless shes in the mood for it 2: a lot of people recognize how powerful his quirk can be, but i hc that at a certain point hes incapable of getting any louder, simply because he’d either tear his own throat apart or he’d match the frequency of his own body and become juice 3: I hc that he was a quiet kid! he had to get control of his quirk before he could really hold a conversation, but i hc that none of the adults in his life knew how to let him practice, and as a result he was told to stay quiet. as for home life, i dont really have a solid hc! i like the idea of him being in a loving home, or a not so loving home, or in foster care- it all depends on the story 4: i ofc associate bananas and cocaktoos with him but i also associate him with doc martens bc punk and gay. he deserves docs not those ugly fuckin rain boot looking things 5: aizawa and shirakumo! I also associate him with kayama, but hjfldhflKJ i ship him with aizawa and shirakumo so i associate them together more 6: I project a lor of anxiety onto him- sometimes its all too much and he kinda freaks out over nothing 7: hes always had a fascination with drink art and drink pouring,,, he isn’t good at it though hfdaslkhlagks