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hebimoonlightwrites · 2 years ago

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Hi, if you're still doing general yandere headcanons can you make some for Rokuta, Ryu, Kantaro, and Aoi please?

Writer's corner: Hi, sweetheart! Of course I still do general yandere headcanons and of course I can make these! Thank you so much for requesting~♥ Please, let me know if there's something you don't like, okee? So I can fix it or make something else for you♥ Enjoy~!

Pronouns: I'll use a gn!mc for explaining their headcanons! Hope you're fine with it!! (let me know if not, so I can change pronouns!)

Warnings: YANDERE, murder, weapons, poison.. violence (I don't support any of this sh#t. It's only part of Yandere's headcanons qwq)

~𝚈𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁𝙴: 𝚁𝚘𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚊, 𝚁𝚢𝚞, 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚘, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙰𝚘𝚒~

~Rokuta has always been so cute and friendly!

~Nobody could suspect about him!

~He's so cute and adorable..! Isn't he, mc?

~Rokuta could never be a bad guy towards his surroundings..

~Unless they have their eyes on you...

~What nobody really knows is that he would be able to hurt people, indeed..

~And it wouldn't be so difficult to him, since the experiments left him with strong and unknown abilities..

~And trust me, mc.. Nobody wants to see these abilities..

~You don't want to either.

~"Hahah! Mc!!.. Let's get some karaage together one day, shall we?"

~Rokuta is so sweet when he takes your hand and starts walking outside to get some food together with you..!

~You really can't think of him being a bad guy..

~Oh, well..

~You couldn't at first..

~And now? Now you can see it instead..

~Now you can see his red eyes, usually being so sweet and pure, wrapped in complete anger and desire of murdering all the people who love and care about you.

~You can see him acting like just a wolf would...

~He isn't using any weapon or poison to get rid of his rivals..

~Rokuta's using his bare hands, his nails and fangs...

~He's tearing the skin off his rivals' mere bodies with his teeth while you are not watching.. while you're sure that he's actually just a cute and sweet innocent young man.

~And say that he was sure you would have never seen this side of him... and yet you are there, frozen standing while he's acting just like a wild predator..

~"Huh..? Why are you looking at me like that, mc..? I just want to be the one to make you happy... wouldn't it be great if you were happy... with me?"

~Ryu could seem a joyful and bizarre person who really likes having fun, playing around and doing pranks, especially to poor Shiki.

~You thought it too when you first met him.

~He had been so funny that day, when he spoke to you with his loud voice:

~"HEEEELLLOOOOOO!!.. Are you here to see the CHARISMATIC BARTENDER RYU-KUN?? Hehehe..!!! You're welcomeeee!! Ryu is happy to have you hereeee!!"

~You couldn't help but smile and even giggle softly at hearing his playful tone.

~Normally Ryu has always been someone bizarre, who hides many secrets behind his back, something he doesn't know about either!..

~The fact that he manages to connect to people around himself without any effort..

~The fact that he is able to understand others deeply...

~It's something nobody would expect by a playful (sometimes even idiotic) person like Ryu!..

~Yet.. That's what you should have been careful about, mc..

~His ability to connect to people.. to understand them deeply..

~He understood all those people who wanted to approach you..

~Ryu-kun got it when even your crush wanted to confess their feelings to you..

~He fully got it and.. Ryu-kun really couldn't allow people to bring you away from him. Heheheheheheheheheh!!!!

~Ryu-kun knew he had to do something about it~

~Ryu-kun is soooo charismatic and amazing..!! And he loooooves mc so muuuuch~! Hehehehe!

~Ryu-kun likes playing games, don't you know about it, mc?~

~HAHAHAHA, of course you know it!!.. Aw... you know Ryu-kun so incredibly well~..

~Ryu-kun decided to play a funny game..!

~You want to know about it~?

~It's called "The castle of madness"..

~What about the rules to play~? Hehehe... You're soooooo curious, mc!!..

~Ryu-kun likes that curiosity of yours~!!

~Ryu-kun closes you in a room and your crush in the one next to yours~..!

~Ryu-kun then will keep you in there, making you hear your crush's screams of horror while Ryu-kun is playing with them~!!

~Doesn't it sound FUN?!.. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH..!!

~Love brings soooo fun and joy to Ryu-kun, mc!!~

~Ryu-kun would never stop to love you..! Your love is fun!~

~And Ryu-kun loves fun~ Ryu-kun loves you..!

~So.. don't be shy, mc!.. heheheh...

~You wanna play with Ryu-kun... mc?!

~As a social media boy, Kantaro was so happy to get you as his new follower on twitter and on SNS!!

~That's how he noticed you..

~Even if having tons of followers, Kantaro noticed your smile, your sparkling and happy eyes..

~He noticed how many followers you had..

~He noticed how many of them commented your posts, being kind and complimenting you for your beauty or your talents.. seeing you happy in response of their support.

~...and that's when he decided to get into your life..

~He wanted to be the one to make you smile due to his compliments.. his comments..

~He wanted to be your one and only follower..!

~Kantaro felt something strange, unusual, into his chest as he thought about all this..

~Was he going crazy?

~Oooh.. of course he was..!

~And that was because of you..

~That was because of how popular you were on twitter and SNS..!

~Your posts were usually retweeted by people, classmates or even co-workers who looked sooo close to you.

~He hated it.

~Of course you knew Kantaro for being a VISTY's member, but you would have never imagined that he could get sooo obsessed with you..!

~While he was starting to become that strangely in love with you, on the other hand you thought you didn't have any chance with him..

~But probably it would have been better if you hadn't had!!..

~As the days went on, you started noticing something slowly but constantly changing on your social media..

~You were losing followers on both SNS and Twitter..!

~Of course it wasn't scarying you at first, since you weren't an influencer or any of that..

~...but after some days, as you noticed that even some of your classmates and friends were unfollowing you, you started worrying..

~What was happening? And why were they all even disappearing? You didn't see them in real life either after they unfollowed you!..

~It was like they were disappearing into dust, suddenly, without leaving any trace, just like their follow..!

~One day you froze as you saw that you had only a follower remained: @/imsweetiecutie ... Kantaro Misuji from VISTY.

~In the next days you kept seeing him commenting on each of your posts and statuses!..

~One day you even got a message from him, and that's when your heart skipped a beat and your eyes opened wide, realizing...

~"I'm the one who can be the only follower of yours...♥ haha..☺"

~Aoi is sooo sweet! He's the prince of VISTY, no?

~So nobody would imagine him being a crazy lover.. a yandere, even in the slightest!!..

~I mean..

~How could you imagine a prince being violent and jealous, quite toxic and obsessed by his lover?

~That's impossible!

~Oh well.. that's what you thought, mc? hahah..

~Well.. Aoi is a prince-like person, it's true..

~But love can drive people crazy, you know?

~And it drove them mad, especially when you decided to introduce a friend of yours to them..

~Aoi had been a close friend of yours..

~They secretly had a deep crush on you and, yeah..

~...they spent nights crying because of you being in love with somebody else..

~Why couldn't you see how in love they were with you?..

~You forced Aoi to do it..

~You forced them to poison your crush.. that "friend" of yours you decided to introduce to them.

~Aoi didn't want to lose you...

~They didn't want to allow anyone to bring you away from them..!

~The only thought of seeing you going away with that other person..

~The only thought of seeing you happy with someone else..

~It could have broken their heart into pieces..

~They needed you..

~... and they knew in deep that they were the only one to know you better than anyone else..

~So they would have been your prince and nobody else!!..

~So Aoi took the chance as you left them alone with your crush for some minutes...

~Their purple-grey eyes looked determined and quite calm when your crush ate that piece of cake Aoi had cooked..

~Aoi was so good at cooking, no..? They would have loved to cook for you more! But not to hurt you..! But to fill you with their love♥

~Aoi's eyes sparkled in happiness when they noticed that the poison had worked..

~That disgusting person you said to love was slowly falling on the ground, with empty eyes, in front of VISTY's prince.

~They slowly and secretly curved their lips in a smug expression while pretending to be scared and calling you, imitating a shaky and scared voice:

~"Mc!!!... Run..!! They.. They are dead..!! I...!"

~What an actor they were..! Especially when you looked at your crush's dead body and scared crying on Aoi's shoulder.

~The prince hugged you tightly, caressing your hair gently, comforting you for something they actually did..

~Their voice sounded so scary, whispering into your ear:

~"Don't worry, mc... I'll be your knight in shining armor.. your prince.. I'll protect you for anything that can hurt you...♥"

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hertwood · 10 months ago

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dts s3 e1-3

e1: -i'm glad that i /have/ seen lawrence stroll outside of his businessman mode (chloes wedding pictures came to mind) because i'm SURE he's a kind n lovely guy but holy cow -otmar has littlefingercore advisor to the king energy. i'll say it. -lance is very adorable bbgirl here if i became a fan in 2020 i would've been easily convinced -lando is so LIL im so excited to see more of him~ -[lando squeals] subtitle is always so funny to me. print that on a t shirt -the pink mercedes drama is So Juicy 2 me i wish i was there 2 see it -this poor mclaren man trying to spoonfeed lando pr friendly sentences -cash is king? cash is king. is SO iconic 2 me. the sport is not the same w/o sewis

e2: -christian wants to fuck toto soooooo bad its embarrassing its the end of a multimonth quarantine and ur like when can i tease my work enemy again?? embarassing -the urge to put alex getting deepthroated by that covid swab in my next gifset lmaooooooo -favorite part of christian/toto dynamic is christian will talk SOOOO much shit in front of the camera but when hes talkin to toto he's like *head craned up at a 50 degree angle* hey how ya doin -first time i watched this "DAS" as an acronym threw me off So Bad bc it's also used to describe a tetris playstyle (delayed auto shift). still really throws me off alkdjfaklsdjskjla -HI MICHELLE YEOH'S HUSBAND -"against a mercedes team that is so strong, so dominant, you have to exploit every opportunity you possibly can" hi christian i hope you respect this mindset when the tables are turned! (he wont) -love lando celebrating his p3 start (face down ass up) -being hyped up abt a potential first alex win while knowing how it ends is PAINFUL -also contextualizes alex's anger around checo only getting a 5 second penalty in singapore this year, and hes right!!! its not fucking enough -lando's first podium is so SO special tho!! and netflix do an amazing job with it with the shots of the garage going nuts and the music swelling its just incredible -and the contrast with alex's missed podium is so well done narratively. another very great episode from a writing/editing standpoint

e3: -age old mercedes driver right of passage: listening to lewis sing next door -having watched the brawn docuseries now--i think there are some interesting parallels between valtteri&lewis vs rubens&michael. theyre very different people but how many others have had that experience with a teammate like that? -always LOVE the bits with valtteri in finland my soul yearns for scandanavia -BROCEDES INTERLUDE AAAAAAAAAAAAAA -i do like these lil bits about time penalties explained in episodes because before watching races you really underestimate how much they can effect races. i'm looking forward to seeing netflix continue to use these instances for drama (especially season 4 max v lewis 👀) -TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN. FUCK YOU

#im catching up! if i do two episodes tomorrow i catch up wooooo #she speaks #dtsrewatch

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cryinglittlepeople · 1 year ago

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SPECIAL INTEREST : ENGAGED

I have many ocs, but most are atmospheric filler for my shinigami!Karin AU fic. I do have a number that are actually fleshed out;

I believe I mentioned Yuutsu earlier? Buff goth with the zanpakutou that gores folks. She has a mean streak but has a soft spot for femmes, courtesy of her wife. I feel like she'd end up very quietly listening to Olive talk about music & just walk off if Olive's moody.

Kokona Honda is Yuutsu's manic pixie wife from gobantai. She wants to be everyone's friend. I think Kokona be wounded if Olive snapped at her because she's a gentle soul, but she's dogged in her attempts to befriend people whether they like it or not. Kokona is also interested in fashion, so I think they'd at least have something to talk about.

Mae Izumi is a very intelligent botanist from juuniibantai. I don't think she's mean, but she is very creepy since her motif is based on carnivorous flowers. She's very... monotonous. I don't think she'd dislike Olive, but she wouldn't go out of her way to talk to or interact with Olive in any meaningful fashion because they have nothing in common.

Ryuuji Kawashima is a seated officer in nanabantai. He's very principled but ends up being the butt of many jokes since he's kinda dumb. He likes everyone as long as they're not like... entirely malevolent. I assume Olive is some kinda queer & wouldn't be interested in him, but he wouldn't mind going dancing with her if she wanted to go as friends.

Nakei Yokinada is an officer in kyuubantai (later promoted to a seated position in gobantai) who's just... really tired. All the time. But, like, refuses to take a break or take care of himself in any meaningful fashion because he's paranoid that something will happen if he steps away from doing Literally Everyone's Job (& usually ends up being right.) I think he would dislike Olive because she'd be... so much. & he's so tired.

Chousuke Watanabe is an officer in niibantai, & a retainer of the Shihouin clan (the way the Feng family is). He's got the Sympathetic Backstory, but it doesn't matter because he's a raging jackass. I imagine Olive would eviscerate him without a second thought & honestly, it's the Least Olive deserves for having to breathe the same air as him!

YEH you've talked abt Yuutsu! Olive would be a total brat to her which is funny bc Yuutsu could pick her up and dunk her like a basketball I'm sure.

Kokona sounds so sweet!! I think Olive would generally like her bc she has a protective streak when it comes to the more quiet, shy girls. She'd probably enjoy dressing Kokona up, to a point where Kokona would want to go home but Olive wouldn't let her get a word in edgewise.

OH, OLIVE WOULD ADORE MAE. She'd find Mae's love of carnivorous plants soooooo cute and quaint. Show her again how it eats a fly! Again!! And Mae being quiet is perfect, leaves plenty of room for Olive to literally never stop talking.

FIRST OF ALL, yes Olive is incredibly queer. And i'm sorry to say she'd severely take advantage of Ryuuji. Get him to do her chores for her, and other tasks. And she'll only go anywhere with him as long as he's paying, of course.

OH, a GUY who think he's BETTER THAN HER?? SET PHASERS TO KILL. She will blow smoke right into his face every time he comes near. Just regular smoke, not her shikai, but still. Very disrespectful. She also steps on his feet every time she passes him.

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harryfeatgaga · 2 years ago

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His outfits were so slay and he did an amazing performance. my baby was nervous but sounded incredible as always and the cute little iconic dance, perfection. the ending part tho?? I would pass away if I was her she’s so strong for being that close to him, looking into his eyes, and not dying. But overall fuck what anyone else says I’m so proud of him and he doesn’t care what anyone else thinks so that’s all that matters. His happiness and knowing that he’s loved and so many of us love and appreciate him for all he’s done and achieved!! HAPPY HARRY GRAMMYS TO US ALL

I LOVE HIM SOOOOOO FUCKING BADDDDDDDDD

Anonymous asked: PROUD DAD MOMENT

IM SOBBINGGGGG

Anonymous asked: Stabbing myself

NOOOOOOOOOO

Anonymous asked: not my dad bitching at me for wanting to watch the Grammys... i literally spend 95% of my time in my room and the one night of the year i try to go to the living room and watch something apparently it's unacceptable.... literally go choke father

GOOODBYEEEEEE

Anonymous asked: WOMEN THROW THEIR PANTIES AT HIM AND HE PUTS THEM ON AND LOOKS BETTER THAN THEY DID IM GOING TO VOMIT BLOOD

GOJFBHGUHDJNSHU

Anonymous asked: Benito and his dick are opening the Grammys as if he didn’t shake his ass to Harry last week

WE LOVEEEE

SLAYDTGYU

Anonymous asked: not the ass grab like excuse sir that ass is exclusively mine

UFIKODJNHFUIJBHUIJKOL

Anonymous asked: having a cake with his sweet little toddler face on it is adorable and all and games UNTIL you have to cut it and its like STOOOOP YOU'RE HURTING HIM!!!

PLEASEJHFBGUJINRDFJD

Anonymous asked: thank god my period ends today🙌🙌🙌tonight’s content is going to be such great material🙌

UFIKJVHFUDIJHCUIJ

Anonymous asked: Still confused why Harry was carrying around a car key lmao like I don’t even have an expensive car and I don’t need a key to open or start my car. And baby is rich rich like put that away sir you’ll lose it lol

NJVBFHUJNB HES FUNNY BUT IM THE SAME I ALWAYS HAVE IT IN MY HAND WHEN IM GOING TO MY CAR CAUSE I NEED TO BE ABLE TO SEE IT

Anonymous asked: im very upset all of my general field predictions should’ve happened i only had harry for one but nobody’s predictions are panning out

no fr this is not going at all how I planned

Anonymous asked: The way I haven’t peed since the Grammys started😭

HELP

Anonymous asked: shaking sobbing puking wailing rolling on the floor squirting screaming moaning howling growling insane feral eating glass seizing comatose flatlining writhing in pain projectile orgasming vomiting blood

IM LITERALLYKGNJHUFJINBHHUIJDKO

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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 11 months ago

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dria i ran out of tags for this 💔💔💔 so im just gonna write out all my thoughts!! absolutely ADORED this piece <333

ok so honestly i feel a little bit ill. PDHDJDH IM JUST??? kinda awestruck LIKE… the way u wrote this……. rearranged my brain a lil.

i know ive said it before but ur writing rly is so so pretty. the way u describe emotions and movements and just… Everything rly had me so hooked!!!! and i adore the way u characterize sugu… he feels so real and kinda vulnerable? like he really is just that lonely boy deep down. who just wanted someone to reach out for him :(

AND READERRRR WOW. i was so enamored w them i love love LOVE when writers take the time to give their reader a distinct personality/vibe and u did that so effortlessly…. theyre so fun and interesting and such a cool contrast to sugu!!!!

"i broke the lock." you reply with a shrug - and the two of you mirror each other's grin.

THEYRE SO FUNNY SPDJDK… and the dynamic here!! between them!!!! im genuinely sooo in love w it dria. its unspoken and affectionate and comfortable and playful… u can really sense their history!! so vividly!!!!!

"wouldn't want anyone comin' to snatch you in the middle of the night..."

”isn't that what you came to do?"

^ LIKE???? THEYRE SOOOO……….

”he's never been the type to mistreat gifts. especially a gift from you.”

🥺🥺 and this…. it made me go so soft LOL the fact that he keeps the picture frame… sugu will always be a big ol softie to me. a sentimental sap. i rly do think he was lonely after he left!!! :<

but!! back to reader!!! them wanting to save sugu…. aaaa idk its just so… refreshing to have a reader that takes that assertive role!! didn't you want me to come take you away, suguru?……. T_T sob.

but honestly more than anything… the entire final convo????? i literally died dria its so GOOD. sorry in advance im abt to copy paste 50% of this drabble’s dialogue PDBDBD I WAS SO MESMERIZED BY IT OK…… 💔💔

"i have to get there first," he whispers, and the raw emotion in his voice almost makes you recoil in shock.

”where’s there?” (…) "tell me, suguru. is there the place you die alone on this crusade? is there the place you gave up everything for?"

(is there the place you'll finally be happy? happier than you were with me?

what, was i not strong enough to take us there together?)

"it's catharsis," he rasps, dipping his head, tip of his nose grazing the curve of your jawline, and you watch as he screws his eyes shut, in a world of his own. "there is release from this — this hell of an existence — this sinkhole of a world."

JUST. (MUFFLED SCREAMING) DRIAAAA 💔💔💔 this genuinely killed me i fell to my KNEES. incredibly normal abt this.

nono bc u have the biggest brain ever. like…. catharsis traditionally being the endpoint of a tragedy…. where the misguided hero gets what they deserve………. (explodes) can u tell im starting to lose it. im in love w everything abt this. geto is just soooooo protagonist of an ancient tragedy coded…… so doomed by the narrative…….

also the fact that he RASPS it??????? stop. dont make me think abt this man’s voice i cant take it 😭😭

and aaaaa ’this sinkhole of a world’…………….. i cant tell u how much i adore this choice of words

AND THEN READER AGAIN…. them being so headstrong and decisive and also a little misguided maybe? in a ”lets just watch everything burn and be happy” way…

"forget the world. (…) where being found is the only road to take — what do you see?”

”you. and me. and there is no world — only us."

THIS DIALOGUE??? FLOORED me. shattered me. AND READER PULLING HIS HAIIIRRRRR????? oh i love them so much theyre so fun and interesting and subversive hhhh

"then the world just has to go then."

^ AND AND AND… THIS LINEEEEEEEEEEE DRIA……. wowowowow. wow. the visceral reaction this gave me. u dont understand.

i said it already but i rly do adore the reader/character dynamic here :’3 both of them choosing to reject the world… and reader pushing sugu to leave everything behind!! its SUCH an interesting concept to me. it also rly DOES read like a stsg fic LMAOO

AAA this got long but i just!! love this <3333 genuinely made me a bit insane (as u can probably tell PDJDJD)… tysm for writing it!!! <333

folie a deux — geto suguru.

"and here i was, thinking you didn't have a heart."

suguru freezes, the cigarette he was nursing just moments before you walked in has slipped between his fingers, dissipating into ash beneath his feet.

your gaze lingers on a downturned picture frame on his coffee table, the rubber stand at the back is just as stable as it was the day you bought the frame for him — maybe shame finally caught up to suguru.

"you're persistent." he murmurs beneath his breath. and his gaze follows yours, he has to hold back the urge to turn the photo frame upright, he's never been the type to mistreat gifts. especially a gift from you.

it's been a long time.

and yet, it's like nothing has changed. but everything has at the same time.

"i locked the door," suguru mumbles and despite himself he crosses the threshold to meet you halfway, no more than a few feet between you two. "i broke the lock." you reply with a shrug, and the two of your mirror each other's grin.

"you should really tell your landlord about that," you say, and the distance between you and suguru grows smaller and smaller. "wouldn't want anyone comin' to snatch you in the middle of the night..." your words trail off, and he towers over you.

he's taller than he was before. he looks like he hasn't slept — or maybe it's the cigarettes, you don't know. you wonder if he's changed much on the inside. does he still like sour candy? does he still keep that one stretched out hair tie in his pocket?

does he still...

"isn't that what you came to do?"

suguru's voice comes out in a whisper, and you can taste him. he's so close you can feel his cursed energy thrumming in your veins.

you half expected he'd chase you away. tell you that he left for a reason, that he didn't want to be found. and yet, when you look at him, you see that same scared teenage boy.

didn't you want me to come take you away, suguru?

he doesn't wait for you to say anything, he already knows.

"i told you i wasn't ready." he says, dark eyes boring into your soul, a shiver running up your spine. liar, you've always been good at pretending to be okay, suguru.

"you also said you didn't want to be alive anymore, that you couldn't live in this world," you're past reasoning, and you lift your head to meet his gaze with your own pointed stare. "that you couldn't live with me—" but in suguru's mind, your eyes give you away. you're pleading.

"in a world like this— i'm living for you."

"then die already!"

he pauses, mouth agape. and he looks at you, hands falling limp at his side. "i have to get there first," he whispers, and the raw emotion in his voice almost makes you recoil in shock.

consume. consume. consume. consume—

everybody's so wretched and twisted in this world. monkeys and sorcerers and sorcerers and monkeys. they're all the same.

you're the same.

"where's there?" you press, and just as you move to get a step closer, his larger palm clasps around your wrist, stopping you. "tell me, suguru. is there the place you die alone on this crusade? is there the place you gave up everything for?"

is there the place you'll finally be happy? happier than you were with me?

what, was i not strong enough to take us there together?

but we lived in this world too, didn't we?

we lived in this world together, suguru.

you and i.

"forget the world," you say, and he clenches your wrist a little tighter. despite this your other hand finds the nape of his neck, dipping under the collar of his shirt. "forget jujutsu and everything we learned. forget everything you know. forget what we were made for."

"where being found is the only road to take — what do you see, suguru?"

"you."

you grab a fistful of his hair and tug, his head lolls back and he looks down at you with hooded eyes, and your gaze meets him in tow. "what do you see?"

"you," he repeats, and it's weaker this time, his voice is breaking. "and me. and there is no world — only us."

"only us?" you repeat, and he leans in, his tongue traces your bottom lip. "only us," he whispers, and your mouths meet in a kiss like none you've shared before.

"then the world just has to go then."

notes ; wrote this during my soci lecture, it reads like a satosugu fic im so ill rn

#AAA I FORGOT TO MENTION #lovelovelove the title #i did Not know what folie a deux was so i had to look it up PSJDJD but!! so clever and pretty :>#i love sugu x reader fics where theyre both a lil unhinged <333 #aaa dria im so excited to read more of ur stuff!!! i have my eyes set on ur loverboy gojo drabble next :3 i love himmm #this was such a treat !!! sending u lots of good vibes 💐🌸☀️

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i-need-air · 4 years ago

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Hey it's me again ❤️

I'm just gonna whisper something in your mind (is that even possible?)

Having a baby with Hybrid Katsuki.

Just that. Imagine girl. Perfection.

Ok, real talk here. Every time I see a request from you I uwu a little bit bc I know for a fact whatever you're requesting will make me get so immersed and involved and I'm gonna 💕💞AAAAAA💕💞 while writing AND [lemmecatchmybreath] it happened once again skdjdkfkf Hope you enjoy and sorry it took longer than normal~

Word count: 1.8k

× listen 🥺 I already started and I'm melting, ok?

× when he finds out you're having a smol baby together?

× he freezes and looks at you in a whole different light

× if you're getting pregnant, he will definitely smell the change in your scent and will know even before you do; he'd be instantly by your side with a bewitched expression on his face, taking your cheeks into his palms to just soak everything in yet he's shaking slightly

× and even if you adopt [hopefully a smol hybrid], something deep inside of Katsuki, burried and long forgotten surfaces

× this is the life he always wanted, he always craved even in his darker moments

× this happiness, this fulfillment, this joy

× I absolutely believe he will diligently read and learn everything about the baby to come; will educate himself like no other, deciding to be the very best father he could ever be

× his life was rough and he was stolen away from his biological family, he will now have a chance to have his own and he will not fail you or the baby

× when you hold the little bundle of sunshine in your hands, head down admiring the beauty of a new life, he will stand there, again in shock, again soaking this moment in... so beautiful, so perfect

× will he ever tell you that? of course not; angry ass wild pomeranian—

× but his face gives him away every single time and when you tilt yourself to hand him his new son or daughter, he falls in love for the second time in his life;

× he burries his nose in the soft and fragile skin of the baby's head and breathes in, his instinct kicking in to defend, protect, care, look out for...

× watch carefully because once the baby makes a noise, he'll still, unsure of what to do, but smile so softly as the baby coos in his arms securely; that right there is the best image you can have of soft Katsuki.

× the first few weeks are actually horrible, sorry to break it to everyone aksjskdj not because he doesn't know what to do or does not want to help; on the contrary, he is so incredibly attentive but he also recites the books he learned by memory at this point and it's getting absolutely infuriating;

× although understand him, please; he wants to prove he's a good dad 🥺 except you wanna smack him bc he scoffs if you suggest something he isn't sure about.

× you will find him standing by the baby's crib as it sleeps; he's just???? making sure this is not a dream????? don't question anything though

× can we hc Bakugou with a daughter too? [ already established in the Hybrid!Kiri hcs that Kiri'd have daughter bUT i just really really like beefy men with tiny daughters;;; my heartttt;;; ]

× his little angel, no discussion, no argument, his daughter can do NO WRONG!

× he's very down to earth though, don't get me wrong, he just absolutely adores spoiling her

× speaks softly into her ear, the lowest you'd hear from him

× gruff, raspy, gutural voice ofter overused to scream now low and soft as he holds her into his chest; doesn't do baby-voices or anything like that, but calls her his angel then smirks at you if you're watching;;; then starts softly complaining and bitching about you to the baby 💀 all while rubbing her back

× omfg his hand is as big as her tiny back; guys, call an ambulance, I'm—

× Katsuki would be the type of little shit to pull what I just said then grab you and glue you to his chest too; he'd look down at you both, eyes shining in such adoration he'd take your breath away just before he continues his ranting about you;

× once the baby starts being more interactive, her giggles specially the ones induced by her daddy will make him melt; absolute diminute baby with a small wiggling tail clapping her chubby hands at her dad? his eyes would widen suddently, ears snapping high in surprise and he's taken back by the emotions overtaking him

× he's gone, man; she has him wrapped around her tiny little finger and you can't do anything about it

× instantly acts all in denial if someone is around though; scoffs to hide is obvious smile, placing a palm on his mouth to further block it out and tickles her with the other, earning another fit of giggles

× please, don't tell him his whole tail is waving from side to side

× the only clear giveaway apart from his ears and it's;;; a d o r a b l e;;;

× specially when your daughter also starts wagging her tail in response whenever he does it;

× "Hey, come see what the dumbass is doing!" or "Look at what she did" while showing you a video; proud pappa 🥺

× we're bringing back Proud Bakugou bc hIS DAUGHTER iS tHe BeSt; no, seriously, his kid is the mf best in the world and he will start this presentation with—

× now sit down with me and accept this: the baby; yes, your sweet daughter; mhm, that adorable screeching angel; mhm;;; she'll talk so early it's disturbing.

× at 6 months or so she's already saying mamma, dadda, kitty, woof-woof

× seriously terrifying how sharp she is and how she cannot shut up; for the love of gOd, Katsuki, this is all your fault... it doesn't matter, he just smirks as he has another reason to brag to anyone about his child

× did that street vendor look at him funny? "I'M GONNA FUCKING TELL YOU ABOUT MY DAUGHTER—"

× super-protective of her and fucking hates with a burning passion if anyone dares to do that thing where they match up babies saying "Maybe they'll get married when they grow up"

× hands down, no filter, he just looks deep down in whoever had the audacity and says "Like fucking shit they'd deserve her."

× drag him away before he throws fists

× he will definitely if you don't drag him away and you know it, they know it, the baby knows it and cheers for pappa, the whole world knows it at this point and they're buying tickets to watch the shitshow

× chest carrier and walks around with the kid like a boss

× man has shit to do, don't even dare to judge him;

× handles fits really well, he's impressive to say at least

× she's spoiled, yes and always has new toys, coloring books, whatever she wants but the moment she throws fits, he puts his foot down

× baby would be smol angery bb all adorable in all her Bakugou genetics anger and he'd just stare, tapping his foot

× literally waits in place until she calms and looks up at him with big, round eyes, puffy red cheeks and ears lowered

× mission accomplished; he nods then picks her up;

× and you're there amazed??????

× "The fuck you lookin' at?" lil shit still has a foul mouth tho, but make him get just as pouty and embarrassed as the child in his arms by saying something cheesy like "How amazing you are as a dad 💕"

× all rainbows and unicorns until she starts repeating insults and fr tho, Katsu almost shits his pants, fearing your reaction. Will, hands down, chill out with the insults even if he meant no damage with them; he has this unreadable expression on, a mix of shame and fluster, dread too? he's sorry, ok????

× loves, loves, loves cooking for you both and once the kiddo has her own special chair to sit at the dining table together, that's when he sees it: his dream

× you, wiping some food off her cheek with a loving expression, talking about your day casually, baby giggling while she moves her face away playfully; he loves you both so much.

× has these rare moments where, at the end of the day once you're settled in bed, he'd hug you tight and thank you in his mind for... for this... all of it...

× once she starts walking they're both a disaster

× seriously, do not expect the household to be silent ever again [ well, that dream was gone long ago anyway lol ]

× "Where the fuck do you think you're goin'?"

× rapid giggle running around from place to place

× "Oh, for fucks—"

× "Katsuki." you only need to say, catching him in his insults

× 😳 ... "Kid, come back, we're goin' to the park." Skdjkdfkl

× sudden adorable tiny fast steps approach him bc they're going for walkies!

× he is very careful with her and teaches her about stranger danger; also teaches her how to growl and even if her attempt is a total failure, small rawr leaving her lips, he's like "Yes. Good job. Now give it more heart."

× he growls as an example

× she growls back, sounding like a cute lil pup 🥺💕

× as she grows up, she obviously acts more like her father yet he knows when to stop the bad behaviors and it only takes a warning growl from him to get her to cease

× yet somehow you're the strict parent at the end of the day??????? tf????????? who made the rules??????

× starts calling her brat, squirt, lil shit 💕lovingly💕

× "your child" if she did something bad

× "Your fucking child kicked the ball into the vase and broke it." Aha, nice one, Katsuki. Good job.

× not to brag but her puppy eyes don't work on him but yours do; the problem is her puppy eyes do work on you bc she's the light of your life so if she wants something; she'll puppy-eye you knowing you'll get it for her bc daddy loves you very much 💕💞

× literally evil mastermind; didn't I tell you she's sharp? pft, she's playing you both so hard

× every day he comes back from work she runs to him at the door, tail wiggling happily behind her as she stretches her arms to be picked up and he always does, without a doubt, then proceeds to kiss the top of her head

× come out to greet him too? the whole loving routine is his absolute thing and wants to see you, have you kiss his cheek; he complains but adores it soooooo much!

× you have a family night; BONDING WITH MOODY POMERANIANS. Yes, plural, and it sounds perfect~

× even if it's just one of those animated movies he hates so much, he'll watch through all of it and make sarcastic comments just to make you both laugh; will grin satisfied asf if he manages to do so bc he's the best.

× will definitely want another kid, so how about maybe a boy??? hmm???

× asks you if you're up for the idea and if you agree, he'll roll his eyes and crack his shoulders, acting so very uninterested and purely exhausted yet his smirk would give him away:

× "Knew you'd torture me with another devil"

× throw him out, istg— 💀

#bakugou katsuki headcanons #noire writes #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #hybrid!bakugou #hybrid!au

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cupofsquirrelfan · 3 years ago

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Omg okay so the semester just started for me and while I only have 4 classes it’s still a lot and there’s this huge assignment for one class that’s a really large part of my grade so I’ve been lowkey stressing over it

But one thing that really keeps me at ease is rereading @drarrily-we-row-along’s drabbles. Some of them are just soooooo perfect and they allow me to sink into a world where all I have to worry about is the resolution of the characters and how they end up together.

I’ll admit idk how to do the link thing bc I primarily use tumblr mobile but I’m gonna list some of my favorites here in case anyone else needs a little break from reality

These stories have given me a renewed love for drarry (which I used to ship back when I was in my Harry Potter phase when I was 12) and I just love them so much

Here are some of my favorites!!

Day 11: Pinky Promise

Y’all this one is so sweet and incredible. I love the way Harry and Draco grow to depend on each other and help each other to know what reality is and allows them to grow closer naturally 😭 this one is definitely a comfort fic for SURE

Day 106+110: Eyes and Rough

Rough is the sequel to eyes, and boy do I love them so much. Eighth year? Check. Harry being brave and blunt? Check. Draco wondering what the hell is going on? Check. I love these, how Harry helps Draco to the hospital wing and sits there with him, demanding he and Draco be friends, and when he stays in the hospital wing after the fact, Draco is like “I’m pretty sure that only a boyfriend does this” and Harry’s just like “ok yeah solid we’re boyfriends then” and Draco is like 🤨🥺 and then the sequel they’re just so cute

Day 14: Louder

I’m a sucker for eighth year fics man, and this one is with truth or dare and it’s just *chefs kiss* please read it

Similarly, day 43: Truth or dare is very good too!! Not eight year but still party game aspect!! Love it

Day 57: Text Message

God this one is so funny!! Another eighth year fic (y’all are really seeing my true colors here tbh) and all the kids are required to take muggle studies and they receive a cell phone! Of course, pure blood Draco doesn’t know how it works, and he ends up texting with Harry. It’s so funny in the beginning but then turns into something really sweet and lovely!!

Day 129: Pangea

Dads!! Dad drarry is sooo sweet and lovely, I literally cannot stop thinking about it. Their daughter gets in trouble at school and both Harry and Draco defend her endlessly!! I love this idea, and I love the way they go to the ends of the earth just to protect and defend their daughter. It’s an amazing testament to their growth as people, with Harry growing up without a family of his own (besides the weasleys) and Draco growing up in a toxic pure blood environment where while he was loved, it wasn’t really as deep and wholesome as their love for their daughter. Ugh so cute and sweet!!

Just a few more, because I could honestly keep going all day.

Day 30: Likeness

God this one is so good!! Draco is a stripper and spots Harry in the crowd night after night and one day decides to confront him about it. I literally love stripper Draco so so much and this is a really good story for that trope.

Day 70?: Patronus

Classic Harry teaching Draco how to cast the patronus!! So sweet and so lovely, and I don’t want to spoil it, but it is definitely worth the read!!

As I said before, I could go on and on for hours. There are more fics that I absolutely adore and reread a lot, but for now, these are the ones I would recommend. They have all of them linked on the page and they’re all so magnificent and wonderful. If you like drarry and you haven’t already read these, PLEASEEEEE go do so!!!

#drarry #draco x harry #draco malfoy #harry james potter #drarrily-we-row-along #I love these so much #please read them #sorry idk how to link #but their page is tagged so click on that

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cower-before-power · 4 years ago

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Zora Ideale Headcanons: Dating + Marrying His Shy Squadmate

(where are all the good gifs of him, someone make one please!)

Continuation of this post- Zora wooing/confessing to a shy squadmate crush

A/N: Apologies to the anon who requested this, I’m so sorry it took so long. I’ve been having bad headaches lately and I’ve been working on multiple things at once. Please accept my apologies! I hope you all enjoy, my sweet potatoes!

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Nobody is going to know you started dating. Since you’re shy, and he’s notoriously private about personal things, nothing about your outward relationship will change.

In private though, things change slowly but surely. Zora is incredibly starved for affectionate touch, but he’s hesitant about initiating. He absolutely does not want to do anything that will make you the slightest bit uncomfortable.

(Also he’s just a secretly shy babie, the thought of actually touching you makes his heart go Doki Doki and his palms sweat)

When you ask him, blushing, if he will hold your hand while you sit outside in your special spot, he turns beet red under his mask. But he hesitantly reaches over and intertwines his fingers with yours.

It’s like he’s come home. Your skin feels so right against his, something grounding and affirming. An aching begins to build up in his chest, and he realizes this is not enough. He wants to hold you.

Before he even realizes it, he tugs you onto his lap and into his arms. He’s as surprised as you are, both of you staring wide eyed at each other. But then you smile at him, and tuck yourself in close. He smiles into you hair, he’s so stupidly happy.

After that, physical affection becomes much easier and more natural. He loves your touch, the feel of you in his arms. He becomes very clingy in private, always needing to be touching you in some way. He loves when he lays in your lap and you run your fingers through his wild red hair.

In private he will take his mask off as much as you request. His trust in you is solid. (Also it’s just much better for kissing.)

Sex for the first time happens when you say so. Zora respects you greatly and will not push you into anything. He wants you to be ready. Your first time together will be very gentle and sweet. He cares about you so much, he just wants you to feel it through his actions.

(I think Zora can be dominant at times but I don’t think it’s his go to during sex. This boy is soooooo starved for love and affection he’s gonna be all mushy and loving and sweet like 90% of the time. Also please praise him. He will eat that shit up)

You very much become like an old married couple very quickly. Every evening turns very domestic. You eat together, bathe together, sleep every night together in one of your beds. He doesn’t sleep much but he loves to hold you while you sleep, just watching over you.

If you have a hobby he will pretend not to be interested in it but then totally get involved. He just wants to be doing things with you, no matter what it is.

Lots of late night talks out under the stars in your special outdoor spot.

Your shyness seems to melt away when it’s just him, and he finds you can meet his gentle teasing. He even starts to play tame pranks on you, just funny little things that make you giggle softly. He adores your laugh and wants to hear it constantly.

Lots of cute nicknames. He loves to call you all sorts of sweet but teasing names. He pretends he doesn’t like it when you call him something cute back, but he secretly does.

He’s naturally very protective even though he knows you can handle yourself. He insists on being on all your missions, just in case.

Like I said before, the idea of losing you is incomprehensible to him. He will not let anyone or anything hurt you.

There will be fights, and they may be nasty. Even though he cares for you so much, he’s got a lot of issues and they often bleed into your relationship. He can have a quick and cruel tongue, and he often doesn’t know when to quit. He also tends to bottle things up, still having trouble voicing his thoughts and feelings to you. He may ignore you if he’s feeling particularly pushed into a corner.

Please, be firm but gentle with him. After every fight he beats himself up, wishing he could be someone better for you, someone with less demons. He’ll be the first to apologize, swallowing his pride and seeking forgiveness in your arms. You let him know you don’t appreciate the way he’s treated you, but you forgive him.

He falls in love gradually, like a puzzle slowly being out together. When the pieces finally interlock, and he realizes, he’s scared to say it.

The only things he’s ever loved have been taken from him. If he speaks out loud, will the same thing happen with you?

So in the end, it’s you who says it first, just a soft thing whispered into the night as you lay in bed. His heart stutters in his chest, and for a moment he’s completely overwhelmed. But he manages to croak them back, and his heart nearly bursts when you kiss him with a happy (and relieved) sigh.

He doesn’t say those three words often, but he shows you every day. You know that every time he does something for you, or presses a kiss to the top of your head, or cradles you close to him while you nap, it’s his way of saying it.

His marriage proposal isn’t really much of a proposal. He’s not one for big romantic gestures.

Honestly, one day when you’re on a mission together in a tiny town, he sees you just being so helpful and kind to the peasants and everything just clicks. He’s immediately pulling you away towards the little church in the center square.

“Zora, what are you doing?”

He doesn’t answer, just pulls you along until you’re in front of the church. Your eyes widen, and you blush profusely.

He’s nervous, but he puts on a nonchalant attitude as he says “Don’t you think it’s about time?”

And nearly explodes with joy internally when you nod, a bashful smile on your face and love shining in your eyes.

There’s no ring, no fancy trappings, nobody there except the Father and a few citizens roped in to be witnesses. You’re in your dusty Magic Knight Robes, grime on your faces and dirt under your nails

But neither you or Zora care. Your love has always just been about the two of you anyways.

(Honestly the squad probably doesn’t find out until after this, when the marriage certificate you forgot to take with you gets dropped off at the hideout)

#zora ideale #zora ideale headcanons #zora ideale x reader #zora ideale imagine #black clover #black clover x reader #black clover imagine #black clover headcanons #black clover fic #zora ideale fic #zora x reader #my writing #black clover anime

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geralts-yenn · 2 years ago

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You did it - again! You created something I will read over and over again because it just makes me soooooo happy! 😍😍😍

It was easy to get me with this one, I have to admit! It's best friend's big brother, this is one of my favorite tropes ever. Combined with a hint of enemies to lovers and forced sharing of a bed! Oh yes, that's what I want! And of course it's Mike! Your Mike!

Like always you just draw his character absolutely perfect. He's the little shit that is absolutely adorable nevertheless. Exactly as I want him to be.

You know I say this a lot, but you are so funny! I like these little sentences that make me snort whenever I read something that you write:

Getting dumped and freezing to death seems like a very harsh punishment for sneaking out, really, but it’s slowly becoming a viable threat.

🤣

And so does ‘breathing normally’, but you can’t seem to remember how to do that, either.

U-hu, we really can't stand him, right?🤣

“I’m a man.” You fight back the urge to snort. That’s a major overstatement. After all, you’re talking about Mikey. Immature, goofy, stupid, dumb, cute– wait, what? “But before I grew up, I was a boy, and they like to set stuff on fire. So, their dads teach them how to do that without burning the house down, and the world is a better place because of it.”

You know I jumped right into your DMs after that one because - I - fucking- love - it !

And then you told me what I had missed:

“You never grew up, Mikey, you only got taller.” And somewhere around the time you turned fifteen, he magically got hotter. But that’s not relevant right now, even though it’s fairly hard to ignore now that he’s so close to you.

Aaaaaah hahahahaha and also 😍

“Yeah, I have to annoy my baby sister and her cute little friend somehow, right?” Did Mike just call you ‘cute’?

Of course he did 😍

“Can I get in on this blanket situation you have going on?”

Sentences like this one is what makes your Mikey just so fucking adorable - We're not even half way through and I'm already melting

“I’m saying great white shark would be a better option,” he whispers. He’s so close now that you can feel his breath on your cheeks.

“I feel you’re a step up from a great white,” you mutter, “maybe even more than one.” Where is this coming from? Are you flirting with him? You’re comparing him to a shark. That can’t be flirting – or at the very m it’s incredibly poor flirting. But he’s the one who brought up the shark thing. Maybe neither of you are very good at this?

They are soooo cute 😍

And now I have that stupid baby shark tune in my head while thinking about Mike WTF 🤣

“You’re cute like this,” he says. There’s something gravelly in his voice that seems to vibrate throughout your body.

“Like what?” You surprise yourself with how steady your voice is.

“Horny,” Mike answers plainly.

jkadsakjdhafasdkjalfk!

Maybe I should just quote the whole story, because I just can't decide what should be highlighted -I love every bit of it!

“You cut yourself shaving because you were checking out my rack?” Fucking unbelievable. No, actually, scratch that. Completely believable.

gnahahaha, no, I definitely need to highlight that one - Oh, Mikey! 🤣🤣

You want to fuck him. End of story.

“Don’t tempt me, please,” Mike groans into your ear, “I wanna do this right. You finish first.”

Definitely better than a shark 🤣

“Have at it if you wanna,” he says shyly, “but only if you want to. I don’t... I won’t return the favor, just... So we’re clear on that.”

So you had me laughing so much at this and at the same time I'm disappointed. Well, we know someone's gonna teach him to enjoy it.

You can’t suppress a chuckle when you pull Mike’s pants down and his cock springs free. It’s the way it just... moves that makes you laugh. Mike fakes looking offended and then laughs too, only to stop abruptly when your tongue touches the tip of his cock.

I swear, you're probably the only one in the world that makes me giggle while reading porn! And I never knew how much I needed this 😍🤣

Now, however, he shows a level of commitment and dedication you’ve never seen in him. “Sorry,” he says when he breaks away again, “you have awesome boobs.”

That's my boy 😁😍

“Hey, this is hard work!” Mike says quasi-offended. You both laugh – it feels strange, with him still inside you.

Nothing better than laughing while fucking!

Suddenly, Mike lowers his head until his lips are right next to your ear. “Ready?” he whispers, but he doesn’t wait for an answer. His grip on your hip tightens, and his other hand crosses your back to grab your shoulder. Mike holds you tight as he slams his hips into you, leaving you breathless. He’s rough, not to the point where it hurts, but definitely approaching that edge. It feels amazing. You wrap your legs around his waist and close your eyes as your head falls back. A few harsh thrusts make you shriek. Mike hides his groaning in your neck before collapsing on top of you.

Scratch that, THIS is better than laughing! adkasfhajskashjkfajk 🥵

He pulls you into his arms, and for a moment – one that happens to last until the next morning – everything is perfect.

aaaahw! 😳🥰

You wake up to twelve missed calls from Bianca and several text messages, the last of which reads ‘I know – I hope… – you’re busy licking my brother but call me back, maybe?’

So I guess Bianca set this all up? What a great beast friend she is ❤

Sorry, got a little bit swept away with that one. Just wanted to let you know I fucking love it!

Snowed In

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A/N: Alright, don't know why I had this idea or why every last one of my ideas has to grow into 5k words, but have some Mike!

Pairing: Mike (Hellraiser) x reader (you)

Summary: You were going to spend the weekend at your dad's cabin in the woods with your boyfriend, but he bails on you and leaves you - quite literally - out in the cold. Good thing your best friend's brother shows up...

Word count: 5.3k

Warnings: 18+, NSFW, SMUT, MINORS DNI. First time p-in-v sex, oral (m receiving), Mike being an idiot. Some uncomfortable, awkward mentions of teen feelings. Y'know.

@geralts-yenn @deandoesthingstome @keanureevesisbae @fvckinghenrycavill @ellethespaceunicorn @peaches1958 @sillyrabbit81 @peyton-warren

You’d stolen the keys to the cabin years ago, and you were fairly sure your dad had no idea you owned copies, because if he did, you’d have been grounded for that - possibly until your fortieth birthday.

Your best friend is covering for you, there is a bag of snacks and other necessities on the seat next to you, and you are facing the prospect of a romantic weekend with your boyfriend. What could possibly go wrong?

A breakup text after you’ve spent three hours waiting anxiously for him to arrive? Yeah, that'll do it. Now, you’re sitting on the couch in the small cabin, freezing because you can’t start a fire, and crying because you were dumped through a text on the night you were finally going to give it up. Honestly, you’re glad he broke it off before you were able to make that mistake.

Tears are hot on your cold cheeks, and you grab another blanket, but it doesn’t help. Getting dumped and freezing to death seems like a very harsh punishment for sneaking out, really, but it’s slowly becoming a viable threat.

When someone sticks a key in the lock of the door, you almost faint. No one is supposed to be here this weekend. Your dad is out of town on business, your mom doesn’t come here alone... A murderer probably wouldn’t have the keys. Right? On a whim, you turn off the lights and hide behind the couch right before the door swings open.

“Huh? Thought I saw the lights on?” The voice is familiar, but you can’t put a finger on it. “Uncle Walt?” Oh no. No, no, no. There’s only one person in the world who calls your dad that, and it’s Mikey.

Mike Salvatore – the brother of Bianca Salvatore, who just so happens to be your best friend – has been a pain in your ass for as long as you can remember. His dad is a friend of your dad’s, which meant you and Bianca grew up together, and you got to deal with her annoying older brother for free. How fun.

Mike steps inside and turns the lights on. “I can see someone’s in here, I’d really like to know who it is.”

“It’s, eh...” You crawl out from behind the couch. “Me. Hi. What are you doing here?”

“I could ask you the same damn thing. At least I got the keys from your dad.” He sounds upset, and although you can’t quite figure out why, you assume it must have something to do with the fact that you’re in the way of him having a quiet night here by himself. If he didn’t have the same idea as you, that is.

“Oh, I’m just here, freshly dumped on what should have been an awesome weekend with my boyfriend. Never fucking mind me, Mike.” There’s no pretending, no holding back tears, no nothing. Because it doesn’t matter. You’ve been caught, Mike is definitely going to snitch on you. You’re sad and single, you’re freezing and you’re going to be so, so dead.

“I’ll just go.” You try to squeeze past him, but he stops you.

“It’s dark out. I wouldn’t let you drive home even if it was an option.” He sounds so serious...

“What do you mean ‘if it was an option’?” Why isn’t it an option now?

“Sorry, Sweetcheeks, we’re snowed in...” Snowed in? Snowed in? Never in a million years... You stare at Mike, and it takes a while before you realize that your mouth is open. “... so even if it wasn’t dark, and you weren’t upset, we’d still be stuck here.”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake!” you cry out, and more tears stream down your face.

“Is there any reason these tears are practically freezing to your cheeks? Are you trying to kill yourself? Because I’m not on board with that, just so you know.” Mike tries to play it off as a joke, but you can see the concern in his eyes.

“Couldn’t start a fire,” you say. For the first time, you realize your teeth are chattering.

“Alright, let’s get that settled first, or else both of us are going to die of hypothermia.” He walks over to the fireplace and laughs when he sees your latest failed attempt at lighting it. “Damn, Sweetcheeks, it’s a good thing I showed up.”

He takes a pocket knife out of his bag and shaves a bunch of thin slivers off the block of wood you had laying in the ashes.

“Grab that basket, would you?” The basket he’s referring to is filled with sticks. “Come here, sit down.”

“Why am I sitting here? I should just stay out of your way.”

“Babygirl, you would have frozen to death if I hadn’t gotten here. You’re learning how to make a fire. Now.” Alright, that does sound like a useful survival skill, now more than ever. And so does ‘breathing normally’, but you can’t seem to remember how to do that, either. Your heart is racing, and you’re past the point of chalking that up to the cold, because it wasn’t nearly as bad before Mikey got here…

“How did you learn?” You ask mostly to distract yourself from your racing pulse and dry mouth. Mikey wasn’t exactly the boy scout type. He was just the annoying older brother type, nothing more, nothing less.

Nothing more. Nothing less. Right?

“Yeah, I have to annoy my baby sister and her cute little friend somehow, right?” Did Mike just call you ‘cute’? You decide not to dwell on it, and instead pay attention to what he has to say. “Alright, fire needs three things: fuel, oxygen, heat. If one of those is not accounted for…” He makes a general gesture at the fireless fireplace.

A few minutes of his slightly condescending explanation later, Mike has actually managed to get a nice fire going. He fills up the kettle with water after ordering you to stay put. You don’t complain; it’s still cold as balls.

“Can I get in on this blanket situation you have going on?” he asks as he sits down next to you. “You kinda took all of them, and I’m gonna get cold, too.” You carefully peel off one blanket-layer and hand it to him.

The tea is hot, the blankets are soft, and the small room is slowly getting warmer. It gets to a point where you slowly unwrap yourself from your carefully constructed cocoon.

“Don’t,” Mike says, “your lips are still blue.” You can only assume he wraps his arms around you without thinking, because… Well, because Mike does most things without thinking, for starters, and because he wouldn’t have done it if he was thinking clearly. Probably.

“Mike, what the hell were you planning on doing here?” you ask. You’re ashamed to think that if you can hear how hoarse your voice is when you say it, Mike can definitely hear, too. And then there’s the thing about not really wanting to find out the answer.

“Eh… There was this chick. She, eh… She bailed on me, but I was halfway here and didn’t feel like turning around.” Is there something in his voice that sounds like he’s lying? Or are your ears deceiving you? Either way… It hurts like a bitch. Which makes no sense because Mike is obnoxious, annoying, gross, and immature.

“Sorry I’m the sucky little stand-in,” you say sarcastically. What you didn’t expect was Mike putting his hands on your cheeks.

“Sucky little stand-in, my ass,” he says, “and get me the name of this guy.”

“You know him,” you say. Mike’s been playing soccer with the guy since they were freshmen in high school.

“Ryan. And you were going to sleep with him.” It’s definitely not a question, but you’re not entirely sure what else it’s supposed to be. The tone in Mike’s voice suggests it’s almost an accusation. “Yeah, don’t say anything, that face is all I need. Fuck, I’m so glad he didn’t show up, baby girl.” His hands fall away from your face, and he wraps you up in a massive hug.

The rest of the night is marshmallows, popcorn, snacks, and games. You never spend time alone with Mikey, it’s weird at first, but you get used to it quickly. Mike is easy to talk to, when he’s not being the annoying older brother. Time goes by fast, and it’s getting kind of late. At some point, you realize that neither of you have really thought about sleeping arrangements.

“You take the bed, I’ll take the couch,” Mike says resolutely, but it doesn’t sit right with you.

“No, it’s okay! I’m a less terrible fit for that couch,” you reply, “you can take the bed.” Mike thinks about that for a second. It’s not a big couch, you’re going to have to curl up enough as is, and Mikey is definitely taller than you. Then he makes a suggestion that makes your heart skip a beat.

“It’s a double bed,” he says, “we could just…” The living room is toasty warm due to the fire, that’s why your cheeks feel hot. Because of the fire. Maybe if you tell yourself that enough times, you will start to believe it.

After some more back and forth on the subject of who deserves to sleep where, you end up in bed together. Mike is clearly more relaxed about the whole thing than you are; you’ve maneuvered yourself as closely to the edge of the bed as possible.

“Would you relax?” Mike chuckles behind you. “We’ve known each other for, what? Fifteen years?” Yeah, that sounds about right.

“But you’re Bianca’s stupid older brother,” you say – out loud, what is wrong with you?

“Yeah, I am,” he admits, “which is exactly why you don’t have to be so… uptight, right now.” Is that his way of saying nothing is going to happen? And why does that sting so bad, for crying out loud? You turn around, so you’re facing him, and if it weren’t for Mike’s incredible reflexes, you’d have fallen out of bed.

“Thanks,” you mutter. “Can I ask you something?” It’s a stupid question; you can always ask Mike anything, you always could.

“Why are you so glad Ryan bailed on me?” Mike laughs when he hears your question, and sighs. As far as Mike is concerned, Ryan isn’t the right guy for you. He’s too much of a player.

“Takes one to know one, right?” you throw back at him.

“Yeah. Well... I don’t have a double-digit body count, he does.” Mike growls. “There’s… some… overlap. Y’know, between the girls he… and the ones I… The… reviews aren’t good, okay. And… And I just don’t want him near you.” The way he’s shy, talking about this all of a sudden, it’s so cute it melts your brain. Thinking Straight? We don’t know her.

“So, what? You’re saying you’d be a better option?” That stupid, stupid, big fucking mouth of yours… You never should have come here. You never should have agreed to sleep in the same bed. All of this could have been avoided if only you’d used your dumb brain. Apparently, Mike disagrees, because he moves closer, pulling you in as he does, until you’re flush against his body.

“I’m saying great white shark would be a better option,” he whispers. He’s so close now that you can feel his breath on your cheeks.

Mike laughs and mutters a ‘thank you’.

“Turn around, Sweetcheeks,” he says softly, and you hum a sort of question that he seems to understand. “Let me snug up to you, keep you warm tonight, okay?”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea, Mikey,” you whisper, shifting uncomfortably. When Mike wrapped you into that hug, you didn’t notice his hand: It’s dangerously close to your ass. Strong fingers flex against you, digging into you, making you shiver. Your own arm, which has been pushing against his shoulder up until now, slides to his back, and you lean your head against his chest.

For a few minutes, you just rake your fingers over his back while he does the same to you, pulling each other closer as you go. It’s tough to ignore the erection pressing into your thigh, so you don’t bother. It’s not as if you’re doing anything wrong. Besides, you can still stop this. As long as you don’t turn your face to his, nothing more has to happen. Then why the fuck do you turn your head?

It’s no use trying to figure out who kissed who first, but from the moment his lips touch yours, you’re lost in him. A soft first kiss soon turns intense and demanding. Mike has a very eager tongue – you should have seen that coming – and is completely incapable of keeping his hands in decent places. All you hear are the moans that escape you both, and the sound of your blood rushing in your ears. You clench your thighs every time Mike grinds his hips into you. Should you be this wet? It’s not just from this, but from everything. The hugs by the fire. Small touches while playing games. The way his hand briefly brushed past your thigh when... God, you forgot what he was even doing when that happened, but just the thought of the way his fingers caressed your skin fuels the fire inside you.

He rolls on top of you, the weight of his body making you gasp, and you make room for him between your legs. If there was still a way back, it’s definitely gone now that his cock is pressed against your pussy. You even wrap your legs around him and pull him closer. Mike chuckles under his breath, bringing up insecurities you didn’t know you had.

“What?” You ask timidly. Mike smirks at you and leans his forehead against yours.

“You’re cute like this,” he says. There’s something gravelly in his voice that seems to vibrate throughout your body.

“Like what?” You surprise yourself with how steady your voice is.

“Horny,” Mike answers plainly. You should have expected bluntness – it’s Mikey, after all – but you didn’t, and now you have nothing else to say. He smirks at you as he lies next to you again. “Bet you’re wet as fuck, too, huh?”

“Mikey!” You slap him on the shoulder and try to turn away, but he holds you firmly in place.

“Oh no, Sweetcheeks,” he says, “you’re not going anywhere.” Hearing the need in his voice sends shivers all through your body. You squirm in his arms in desperation, your cheeks hot with embarrassment because of what he said, but there’s no part of you that even considers actually trying to get away from him. You like this coy little cat and mouse game. Mike’s hand travels down your stomach and into your pajama pants and underwear without hesitation. His eagerness startles you – so does the fact that you don’t try to stop him.

One of his fingers slips between your folds, and he smirks.

“Goddamn, Sweetcheeks,” he says before kissing your neck. You moan when the stubble on his jaw scratches your skin. Suddenly, a memory makes you laugh. Mike quirks an eyebrow as his fingers retreat slightly – you can’t blame him; this is not an appropriate time to laugh.

“I’m sorry,” you chuckle, “memories.”

“Of that time you made me cut my face while shaving?” Pff! Lucky guess! Your eyes confirm his suspicion, and he chuckles, too. “My date that night felt really bad for me, so thanks, I guess.”

“What even startled you?” He’d seen you barge into the bathroom he and Bianca shared countless times at that point, so what was different that time?

“You and Bibi had just gotten back from summer camp; I hadn’t seen you in a few months and...” His voice trails off and he doesn’t seem prepared to keep talking. No dice.

“And what?” you continue your interrogation. “What changed.”

“God, Sweetcheeks, don’t make me say it! I’m gonna sound like such a perv!” He tries to bury his head in your neck, but you push back. All of a sudden, you realize the hand he had stashed in your pants, has moved to your ass. Mike groans, because he realizes you’re really going to make him answer. “You left for camp, like... Flat. And you came back kinda, sorta... fully equipped.”

“You cut yourself shaving because you were checking out my rack?” Fucking unbelievable. No, actually, scratch that. Completely believable. You laugh when you see the monstrously guilty look on his face. Mike really looks like a kid who got caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

“I actually cut myself because I turned my head to look away.” Oh. Well... Mike picks up on your confusion somehow. “They were nice. But also attached to my sister’s best friend.”

“And now you’re feeling me up in my dad’s cabin in the woods.”

“A dream come true,” he laughs. Does he mean it? From the looks of it... “I mean it. I’ve had a bit of a crush on you for years.”

You can’t believe your ears! Mikey has a crush on you?

“I wish I could say the same, but I thought you were fucking annoying until a few hours ago,” you say without thinking.

Mike grins ear to ear. “Right.”

“I’m serious!” You are! You really are serious! Someone can be both annoying and hot, right?

“I believe you,” he says as he pulls you closer. “I also believe you’re more than a little hot for me now.”

He’s right – obviously. Your body is on fire, heart racing, butterflies fluttering in your stomach – all because of him. His lips on your neck confirm it, his hand squeezing your ass, slowly moving back around to work its way between your legs, his breath on your ear as he softly moans when he slips two fingers into your pussy. You want to fuck him. End of story.

“Goddamn, Sweetcheeks,” he moans into your mouth, “I might lose my patience over this juicy pussy.”

“What patience?” you tease. Mike never had much to begin with, and to be perfectly honest, yours has taken a hit to the point where you’re almost begging him to take you. His fingers slip out of you and find your clit. It’s almost impossible to focus on what his hands are doing while his cock is still pushing into your thigh, but at the same time, the way those fingers move, drawing tight circles around your swollen, sensitive little pearl consumes every fiber of your body.

“Don’t tempt me, please,” Mike groans into your ear, “I wanna do this right. You finish first.” Somehow, it never occurred to you that he’s actually trying to make you come. You give his hand the slightest nudge to the side, holding your breath for the reaction that move usually gets you, but it doesn’t happen. He just takes the advice and keeps going.

From then on, practically the only words out of your mouth are ‘fuck’ and ‘oh God’ as he works you up to your climax with surprising ease. He chuckles softly, as if he’s as surprised as you are – and in all honesty: he probably is. It takes you some time to notice the way he’s grinding his hips into your side, and you turn in his arms, forcing him to pull his hand away from your oversensitive clit. Following a deep breath, your hand trails his chest and stomach until it rests on the bulge in his pyjama pants. A cocky – pun not intended – grin appears on his face when he watches you bite your lower lip. He’s big – bigger than you’re used to, anyway. With your free hand, you push the hem of his t-shirt up until he takes over and pulls it over his head. He moans when you lick and kiss his neck, but to your surprise, he stops you when you move further down.

“Have at it if you wanna,” he says shyly, “but only if you want to. I don’t... I won’t return the favor, just... So we’re clear on that.” You’re not sure whether you’re imagining things, or if the pitch of his voice climbs as you make your way down his chest and stomach, leaving a few love bites here and there, listening to Mike groan and feeling him squirm in anticipation as if he’s never had a blowjob before in his life. He sits up, giving you more room to get as comfortable as possible, and leans back against his pillow with an impatient smirk.

Teasing a guy is easy. Find out what he likes from a shockingly long list of maybe three whole things, and then do that so very lightly that he wants to grab your hair and slam his dick down your throat. Or so you’ve been told. Ryan was too impatient for you to ever try it out, but Mikey seems like a very willing victim. Every time he squirms or moans, or his leg twitches when you change your approach, you laugh softly. His fingers tangled in your hair, and he gently guides you further down onto his cock. He looks down at you and smiles like an idiot.

“Fuck, Sweetcheeks! I don’t know if this is a really good blowjob, or it’s just been a while but...” He stops talking – which is probably for the best. You lose any and all interest in his dick and sit up again.

“Mike,” you try to sound stern, but he looks so mortified that you can’t help but laugh, “what the fuck?”

“In my defense,” he says awkwardly, “there was a really pretty girl sucking my cock, therefore I wasn’t thinking. Like, at all.”

You crawl up until you’re straddling his lap and wrap your arms around his neck. Mike rests his hands on your hips and squeezes you lightly as he leans in to kiss you again. His lips all but force yours apart in their enthusiasm, and he slips his tongue into your mouth as soon as he can. Somehow, it’s the boyish impatience in everything he does that makes you fall for him even harder. It’s the eager kiss, those hands that can’t seem to be still for even a second, the moans that turn into whines whenever you move your hips…

“I can’t wait anymore,” Mike pants when he breaks your kiss, “I want you.”

Part of you wants to tell him to stop, that you don’t want him, that this was a mistake – but that part of you is a liar. You’ve wanted this for years, even Bianca knows that. She never said anything about it, and you never pushed it because Mike is her brother, and you always thought it would be super weird, but you’re never getting this chance again, and if you don’t go for it, you know you’ll regret it for the rest of your life. That realization makes it all the more painful when Mike stops his exploration of your neck and chest and looks at you for a long moment – a very long moment.

“Are you sure about this?” he finally asks, and only then are you able to exhale that breath you were holding in without even noticing.

“Yes,” you say after swallowing the lump in your throat away.

“And because you’re so sure about this and ready for it,” Mike continues, “you remembered to bring protection, of course?”

Jackass. You roll your eyes at him and make sure to grind your ass against his cock extra hard when you get up to grab your bag. Normally, you couldn’t throw anything to save your life, but now, the small box of condoms hits Mike right in the… palm of his hand. Because he can actually catch things, as it turns out. Too bad, you were aiming for his face.

The room is pretty cold, and even though Mike never actually took any clothing off you, you’re freezing. All you want is to get back under the covers with him, but you can’t seem to move. Mike tosses the box onto the nightstand and throws the covers back by means of an invitation while he finishes getting naked. It takes a goofy smile and his reaching out his hand for you to finally move closer to the bed again.

“I’m nervous,” you say softly as you crawl into his arms. He squeezes you, it’s lovely. He’s not buff, but he’s stronger than he looks, and it’s very reassuring.

“So am I,” he says to your surprise. Your face must have asked the question for you, because he continues: “I want it to be good for you. Not that I normally don’t… Oh, fuck, never mind. I just want to make sure you have a nice first time.”

Mike slips his hands back underneath the fabric of your pajama shirt, only this time, he lifts it so he can pull it off you. Those hands may have wandered everywhere, but his eyes haven’t, and it makes you insecure until you see the look on his face. The hasty, sloppy kisses to your neck and shoulders are almost a form of keeping decorum, a way to pretend he doesn’t want to go straight for your chest, but he still makes it there within seconds. When he explored the rest of your body, his focus was fleeting – exactly what you were used to from him, because that’s exactly what he always does with everything. Now, however, he shows a level of commitment and dedication you’ve never seen in him. His lips wrap around one of your nipples, and you shriek when he sucks softly. The feeling itself is amazing, but the sounds that Mike lets out are even better. There’s absolutely no doubt in your mind that he loves what he’s seeing – although, at the moment, you doubt he’s seeing much to begin with, because his head is buried against your chest.

“Mikey!” you hiss when he gently bites down on your nipple. That finally gets him to let go of your breasts and kiss you again.

“Sorry,” he says when he breaks away again, “you have awesome boobs.”

As he kisses you again, he pushes your pants down your legs. Despite the nerves that still gnaw on your insides a little, you help him. For a while, it’s relatively easy to calm those pesky jitters down a little, until Mike reaches for the box on the nightstand.

“Are you sure about this?” Mike asks as he positions himself between your legs after putting a condom on. The tip of his cock pushes at your entrance in the most teasing way. When you nod, Mike kisses you softly before he pushes into you. He goes slow, and he’s really gentle, but you still wince.

“Whoa!” Mike stops moving as soon as he hears you hiss softly while your face scrunches up from the pain. “Relax, okay? Take a deep breath.” You do as he tells you, breath catching in your throat as he slides into your core further – this time it feels amazing, and you can’t stop yourself from moaning loudly. Mike chuckles when he hears you.

“Good?” His voice is strained, as if he’s having trouble behaving – and knowing him, he does. You nod again, unable to speak, overwhelmed by the new sensations in your body. When Mike moves his hips, you gasp. His movements are slow and shallow at first, but once he realizes you can take him, they become deeper, faster and more enthusiastic.

“Oh my god, Mikey!” you squeal when he hits a good spot inside you. Your fingers find their way into his curls, and you pull him down to kiss him.

“Feels so good,” you mumble against his lips. Mike’s lips pull into a grin, you can feel it.

“Fuck,” he hisses. His hips slow, but he doesn’t stop. Still, it makes you sad, because – and you can’t believe you’re actually having this thought – you want him to pound you.

“Don’t stop,” you whine, and you give Mike a pouting look.

“Hey, this is hard work!” Mike says quasi-offended. You both laugh – it feels strange, with him still inside you. When you stop, he looks at you in earnest. “Besides, I don't want this to be over yet.” He continues his slow tempo for a while, as he keeps kissing your neck, your chest, circling your nipples with his tongue, rolling the sensitive little buds between his fingers, making you squirm in every possible way until you’re almost begging him to fuck you hard again.

You whine when he pulls out, your walls suddenly clenching around nothing again. It’s a strange sensation after what you just experienced. Empty. Lonely. It gets even worse when Mike gets up.

“I’ll be right back.” Somehow, it’s not very reassuring. You curl up plunder the covers, fighting back tears. How could you sleep with your best friend’s stupid brother? Bianca will never forgive you…

“Whoa! Are you alright, Sweetcheeks?” Mike crawls into the bed behind you and wraps his arms around you.

“Bianca is going to kill me,” you say. Mike laughs, which annoys you. A lot. “Mikey, it’s not funny! She’s my best friend and you’re her brother!”

“Sweetcheeks,” Mike says, “we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it, okay? Just come here, let’s go to sleep.” He pulls you into his arms, and for a moment – one that happens to last until the next morning – everything is perfect.

You wake up to twelve missed calls from Bianca and several text messages, the last of which reads ‘I know – I hope… – you’re busy licking my brother but call me back, maybe?’

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