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ramzawrites · 2 years ago

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My knight in shining shell - 2k12!Leonardo x Reader

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Pairings: Leonardo/Reader

Characters included: Leonardo, Michelangelo, Donatello, Raphael

Warnings: n/a

Series: No

Summary: Leo is stoic and serious. He needed to be for his brothers and the team. This is just how it worked and honestly he has gotten really good at being the serious leader. But then there was Y/N who just tore that right down to pieces. They were a flirt and somehow they managed to affect Leo. So much so that he began having a serious crush on them. Sadly the flirtiness was only with him, no they did the same with everyone. One moment they flirted with him, which gave him hope on to take that hope and destroy it as they began flirting with someone else. It’s only natural that Leo would get to a point where he needs to tell Y/N to stop.

Word count: 4805

Authors Note: The truth come out, Ramza does not know how to flirt but they tried their best here 😤Also just saying, detailed prompts are always good! It gives the author you request to more to work with! Then again this can depend a bit on the author but I think this is true for a lot

Request: Ohhh requests are open??? How about 2012 leo with a flirty reader. He tries his damn hardest to remain composed and all responsable and leader-like but he just goes full on tomato when reader flirts with him.

Thing is... leo actually developsa crush on reader, but they are a bit flirty with everyone and he is not sure if they really like him back, and is a bit insecure about the whole "stoic boring leader" thing and thinks they would not choose him

One time they are alone and teasing as usual, but leo can't take it anymore and says to please stop playing with his heart, he can't take it anymore. And reader is like... dude I mean everything I say to you, why do you think I flirt with you the most out of everyone?

Angst with a cute ending hehe 💓

(Or just flustered leo with a flirty reader, If you don't like detailed prompts?)

(Ps. Could you tag my sideblog @selfship-mishaps if/when you post the request? I would love to see what you write but don't want it to get lost on my dash!)

Being the leader meant for Leo that he needed to be in control. It was his job to ensure that whenever the group was out on missions that everything went along smoothly. He needed to have a plan for every possible situation. Sure, his brothers may joke that he acts way too paranoid or is way too cautious but this way he could ensure that the chances of all four of them returning in one piece was way higher than if they just winged it. Besides he was happy to take on this burden himself. His brothers don’t need to worry about all those things and can instead goof around when the time allows it.

And the older they got the better he has gotten to fall right into his stoic leader persona. Not a single twitch in his facial expression when he dodged the sixth water balloon from Mikey that day.

His brothers have accepted him being the worrywart and stoic brother that he was. After all they grew up with him, they know him better than he might think. They very much realized what kind of burden he laid on himself. In private Leo did enjoy to goof of here and there as well, which especially Mikey took advantage of, though over time even that seemed to lessen.

Raph would sometimes joke that Leo’s face was made out of stone the way he always carried the same expression on his face.

Now for Leo, the chaos of his brothers was a known quantity. At this point he could predict fairly accurately what they were up to and what was going on. It wasn’t hard to steel his emotions and expression when you knew what to expect and after all, he has a ton of training in that regard.

So, when the group got into contact with a new human, Leo was certain he could uphold his typical persona fairly easy. But of course, the universe wouldn’t make it that easy for him, for the universe sent no one else but the agent of chaos right to them.

Y/N was actually quite a normal human. Did alright at school, had a few friends with whom they happily hung out with and loved to read comics in their free time. And yet if you asked the others, they would describe Y/N as someone who believed that life was a game and that they were currently winning it.

It was almost frustrating how easy Y/N managed to befriend everyone.

They were introduced to the group after the turtles saved them and April from some attackers. April has been already good friends with them. The two just randomly met and apparently hit it off immediately. It didn’t take long for Casey to meet them as well and from that on the mention of Y/N became an almost daily occurrence.

April or Casey would stare at their phones, sometimes giggle or roll their eyes only to explain to the turtles that it was “Just Y/N being Y/N”. Of course, the turtles got curious and asked them about this mysterious Y/N who suddenly caught Casey’s and April’s attention so much.

Poor Donnie saw April even less because she met up with Y/N as often as she could. Something about being happy that she had a normal friend as well.

That of course changed when the brothers saved April and Y/N from a Krang attack. April tried to send Y/N away, tell them to flee and that she got it covered but Y/N was stubborn. They tried kicking one of their attackers away only to painfully realize that they were more robust than anticipated.

The turtles dealt with the bots quite easily with the help of April as Y/N just stared mouth agape. As soon as the last one fell to the ground Donnie helped April up on the roof while Mikey grabbed the new human to help them up as well.

There April calmed them down and explained them that friendly turtle mutants exist and that they were good friends of hers. Saying something on the lines of “Remember the friend group I always hang out with and talk about? That’s them.” Which earned herself a bit of a stern stare from Leo.

“Well, what am I supposed to say when I have to randomly run off when I hang out with them. It’s easier to just say that a friend needs my help. Which is usually true, I just omitted some things.”

He couldn’t argue with that. Leo knew that April was in a bit of an annoying position, but she has managed to handle her two different lives as a normal student and as a kunoichi in training surprisingly well, so he felt it was fair to let this go. Besides the cat was definitely out of the bag at this point.

Which reminded him.

Y/N was standing next to April, once they realized that the turtles were friendly and good friends of their friend they definitely relaxed. They even sported a nice and friendly smile as he and his brothers introduced themselves. It spoke volumes about them how they managed to stay calm and even friendly in the night where they suddenly found out that robots with aliens in their bellies existed but also ninja mutant turtles who fought them on the regular.

Mikey was bouncing around, clearly happy since this situation probably meant that they get to have a new human friend. Even Donnie and Raph eyed them curiously.

Leo on the other hand had his typical neutral but stern expression on. He would be more worried about the implications of this situation, but April seemed to trust them with the knowledge of him and his family. But still, he had to ensure his family’s safety.

Taking a few steps closer so he stood right in front of the new human he took a moment to stare blankly into their eyes. Maybe it was a tactic to intimidate them a little, maybe he just wanted to see how they would react. Either way Y/N wasn’t afraid to stare him down right back. The slight grin on their lips didn’t go unnoticed. It made Leo feel like as if they knew exactly what he was doing. As if they could see right through him. He didn’t like that.

“Y/N.” He tried out their name. Even though their eyes were still burning right through him it felt like there was a new glint in their eyes.

“You do not tell anyone about us, if we find out you talked about us to others… I’ll make sure you will regret it.” Okay, sure some might say this was way too aggressive, but this was about the safety of his family. Seeing how his said family didn’t step in, they must have realized his intentions as well.

As a response Y/N laid their hand over their heart “I solemnly swear I will not mention you guys to anyone. I mean who will believe me anyway? Besides you guys saved me, and April seems to like you. Who am I to put my handsome knight in shining shell in more danger.”

That was a… response. It made him stop in his tracks. If he wasn’t already tense this would definitely make him tense.

April couldn’t help herself as she let out a chuckle “You are impossible.” Clearly used to their antics.

Leo just narrowed his eyes “This is serious.”

“And I’m being serious as well! Everything I said I meant wholeheartedly.” Their smile wide accompanied by a wink, clearly referring mostly to the little flirty quip at the end.

Before Leo could retort April just elbowed their side to which Y/N finally relented and sighed.

“I mean it. I won’t tell anyone anything. I don’t want to put you into more danger and from the little bit what April has told me over time I can tell that she trusts you a lot.” Somehow Leo thought it was impossible for them to sound serious but here they were.

Suddenly Leo felt some weight on his shell and Mikey’s face popped up next to him as he was still busy staring down the new human.

“Does that mean they will be a new friend that we can hang out with?”

“I’m not sure. They would be in way more danger if they hung out with us. It would be better if they just continued on and ignored our existence.” Leo replied.

But apparently Y/N had other ideas because they shook their head “Oh no, Blue. You can’t get rid of me that easily now. Any friends of April are my friends.”

Mikey beamed at that, leaning more over his brother as he continued climbing up him. Leo had to move a few steps to the side to keep his balance as Mikey tried to get closer to Y/N yet he still looked at Leo from the side “See! They say we are already friends, Leo!”

“If it helps, Leo, I’ll vouch for them. I honestly believe one of the reasons I wasn’t suspended from school yet for missing classes is because Y/N here managed to come up with excuses for me even without knowing what was going on. I trust them.”

“Only if Sensei is okay with it.” He finally relented.

Y/N and Mikey cheered at that while April happily laid her arm around them. April might have been happy with having a normal friend, but she accepted a long time ago already that her life will never be normal.

Finally, Mikey jumped off his eldest brother to begin talking Y/N’s ears off.

The group led their new friend to the sewers where Y/N met Splinter. Y/N must have noticed how the others held immense respect towards the tall rat mutant since they tried to act as polite as possible. They happily told him who they were and earnestly told him that they will keep their existence a secret. And after April once again vouched for them Splinter happily agreed to let them be apart of the little friend group of his sons.

When he retreated into his quarters Leo’s brothers, mostly Mikey, immediately jumped to get to know the human better. As they begun pulling them along to show off their home, Y/N took a look back towards the leader in blue.

“Seems like we will get to know each other better, Blue.” Another wink and they turned back around to follow Mikey around.

And as Leo felt a tingle in his stomach at their words and behavior, he knew that they would be more trouble than they are worth it.

And trouble they were. Specifically, for him.

The brothers sat around the kitchen table, opening their pizza cartons to finally grab a nice bite to eat after a long training session. Honestly it went better than usual. Even Mikey managed to somewhat focus. Well for a few minutes longer than usual.

It was then that Y/N just waltzed into their lair as if they owned it. They were about to fling themself on the couch but noticed the brothers in the kitchen.

“What’s up, dude! Good timing!” Mikey said, his mouth full with pizza.

Y/N chuckled as they walked into the kitchen, their eyes looking over the pizza boxes “Clearly! Can I get a piece? Pretty please?”

But Mikey put his arm protectively around his box, lightly pushing it away from Y/N a serious frown on his face “Nuh-uh! I worked for this! Should have grabbed some food before coming over.”

Their eyes widened, their mouth playfully turned downwards “Mikey! My pretty best friend! You would starve me?”

“Yep.”

Clearly Y/N couldn’t let this be so their pleading eyes landed on Raph.

“No chance.”

Then on to Donnie.

“Oh no. This is mine. You came in here unannounced that’s what you get.”

And when Y/N’s eyes landed on Leo, he made sure to ignore them. He just kept on eating. It didn’t stop him from feeling warm under their gaze. And while he made a point to not look at them and concentrate on his food, he did notice Y/N stepping closer. From the corner of his eyes, he could see them pout.

As they stood next to him, they leaned closer to him, one hand casually on his shoulder “Come on, Leo. Please?”

“You heard Donnie.” Was all he said.

Now what Leo forgot was that Y/N didn’t know what shame was and honestly, they were way too brave for their own good.

Just as Leo grabbed another pizza piece their own hand landed on his wrist as he was halfway back in the air. Now he couldn’t help but look at Y/N, who had a very smug smile on their face. Not wanting to give them the satisfaction of a reaction, he made sure to steel his expression into his professional neutral one.

As the two stood in this standstill the other three at the table couldn’t help but stare.

Both kept staring at each other. Leo stoically and Y/N smugly.

Once again to Leo it felt like Y/N could see right through him. Through the façade he put on to look stronger more able than he sometimes felt. Though right now he needed it to hide how his mouth suddenly felt dry, how there was an unmistakable heat climbing up his neck as Y/N stood so close to him. He knew they did it on purpose to stand close and press their side against his.

It’s just how they were, he tried to explain to himself. They searched for body contact whenever they could. Grabbing Mikey to dance to the music they randomly put on. Climbing onto Raph’s back as a way to distract him when they played video games. Throwing their arm around Donnie’s shoulders to pull him away from his projects.

He could feel the pull of their fingers against his wrist as they slowly moved his pizza towards them. Taking a huge bite out of it with a grin.

“Thank you, Blue. You’re my favorite for a reason.”

When they suddenly let go of his wrist, he couldn’t help but miss the warmth of their hand. Even while they forcefully had moved his hand so they could take a bite out of his pizza, it was still careful.

“Is… Is Leo blushing? Did Y/N manage to break our fearless leader?” Raph asked. He genuinely sounded impressed.

Leo moved his head away to the side, a frown on his face. He wasn’t blushing! He couldn’t be!

“Wow. Y/N is more powerful than I thought.” Donnie spoke.

Taking in a deep breath Leo tried to calm his heart down, this was horrible. Normally he could hide his emotions well but somehow Y/N really managed to get under his skin.

Speaking of Y/N they placed their hands on his arm, slightly squeezing it “Hey, Leo, come on. Look at me.” Their voice was soft, quiet even as they pleaded to him but even without looking at them Leo could tell that they were still smiling. They were always smiling.

At this point he felt like he had better control of his body, so he turned around, trying to look unamused. Expecting to see Y/N with a Cheshire smile on their face but he instead it was a soft one. There was an emotion hidden there that he couldn’t decipher. Their eyes clearly running over his face, probably trying to find a hint of said blush. Which he of course didn’t have!

“Aw, I wanted to see your blushing face! I bet it looks cute.”

Leo sighed defeated, once again turning away “Just grab a slice already. You won.” The heat exploded on his cheeks at their last comment. He knew it didn’t work like that, but he hoped that his mask would hide his blush.

“I know I just said this but there is a reason you are my favorite. You don’t let me starve.” They made sure to narrow their eyes and look at the other turtles accusingly.

The others didn’t even seem to properly register what Y/N was doing. They were honestly too baffled that this just happened. Getting under the leader’s skin like that so easily was not easy. Actually, they haven’t seen anything like that yet. Not from someone outside the family at least. As his brothers they knew how to push his buttons, but this was new.

Oh, they will be sure to remind him of this until the end of days.

As it turned out though, they didn’t have to do a lot since Y/N had it covered themself.

After the pizza incident they were mostly found around Leo. Throwing themself on his back whining something about wanting to be carried by him. Stealing his food whenever they could. Putting their legs across his lab whenever the group had movie night. And the hugs, there were so many hugs.

And whenever Leo broke out into another blush Y/N would cheer happily and give him compliments about how it apparently suited him.

It didn’t take long for Leo that he had to admit that he developed a bit of a crush on Y/N.

How could he deny that fact for long when there was literally only one thing that managed to break through his leader persona, and he couldn’t help but enjoy it a little bit. At first it was annoying. He needed to be the serious one, he needed to have the control but somehow Y/N just managed to break through that wall so easily again and again.

The problem with admitting that he did indeed have a crush was that he started having hope. Hope was dangerous, especially with Y/N.

Every time they searched for body contact with him, made compliments, flirty quips when they watched him train, he couldn’t help but for the moment think this was something they only did to him. That this meant something more than just to rile him up and see him flustered as his brothers giggled.

But whenever Y/N pulled Mikey along to dance again, interlacing their fingers with his, whenever they asked for a one-on-one training session from Raph with a wink, whenever they told Donnie that they enjoyed listening to his ramblings because they loved his voice, it felt like someone threw ice water onto his head.

A wake-up call from his own rose-tinted dream that he tried to hold on to.

He knew he made it worse for himself as he couldn’t help but enjoy the attention from Y/N and looked for it whenever they came to visit again. At this point he only needed to take one look at them for his heartbeat to pick up. A smile cracking through his façade when his eyes met theirs. His breath hitching when they notice how he looks at them and grace him with that soft smile that he saw so rarely.

And then they turn around and throw a compliment towards one of his brothers which always brought him back down to reality. Reality hurt.

Reality was that Y/N just liked to flirt with everybody. It was just who they were. It was harmless. It meant nothing.

It meant nothing to them. It shouldn’t mean anything to Leo. His mind knew what was going on, but his heart didn’t.

There was no chance that Y/N liked him back anyhow. They were funny, loved to goof off and did everything to liven the place up. He was just the boring leader who looked serious twenty-four-seven and forced everyone else to take everything serious. No, there was no chance that they could feel the same in any way. It was just impossible.

Honestly this was maddening. He tried to work through his frustration with training and meditation, but Y/N invaded his mind even then. Leo had to admit, he was thoroughly screwed.

Leo knew he had to do something about it but what, he didn’t know.

The day came sooner than he anticipated.

He just finished another training session alone when Y/N came into the dojo. Even as brash as they were they knew that the dojo was a bit of a special place. Taking cautious steps towards Leo, searching his eyes for permission.

Leo chuckled “What’s up?” He made a choice to ignore how his heart was thrumming behind his plastron as he saw how Y/N now walked happier over to him. Their hands behind their back as they smiled their soft smile.

Whatever the reason was as to why they came over, he wanted to believe that it was more than boredom that made them choose to look for him specifically. Damn, there he goes again, making life more difficult for himself.

Y/N shrugged but the glint in their eyes told him they had a specific agenda “Oh, I don’t know. Heard that you were training and thought I could maybe watch but apparently you are done already. Bad timing on my part.”

“You know how often you watch us train you might as well join us.”

“Oh, what? Then I have to save my sorry butt myself! Why save myself if I could just wait for my blue knight in shining shell come and sweep me off my feet.” They sighed dramatically, laying the back of their hand on their forehead.

Leo narrowed his eyes at that. Of course, he would come and save them whenever they are in trouble, but he would do this for all his friends. Y/N wasn’t special at all, yep.

Y/N giggled stepping closer, playfully poking him once at the top of his plastron “Don’t look like that, Blue. If I remember correctly when we met it was you who carried me while you all sailed along the roofs to bring me to your lair. What can I say, I got addicted. I mean who wouldn’t be when a guy just casually picks you up and safely carries you like it was nothing.”

“Can you just… stop.” His voice was quiet, yet it made Y/N stop blabbering while he was surprised himself. It just left his mouth, betraying what went through his mind. He needed this to stop, this false hope was painful.

“Not liking compliments today?” Y/N clearly tried to alleviate the awkward air that suddenly surrounded the two. Their eyes looked over him quizzically.

Leo gulped, noticing how his mouth was suddenly dry, something that happened way too often around them “I-“ It was his chance to finally set things right and get rid of this knot in the pit of his stomach.

Y/N cocked their head to the side “I know you are the serious one, but I really don’t like this frown on your face. I prefer a smile on it. Tell me what is going through your mind, Leo.” They rarely called him that, opting to calling him Blue most of the time.

Their hands tentatively traveled to his hand, squeezing it. It was their way to encourage him. After all they were very much the touchy type.

He sighed, trying to breath out the nervousness that encompassed him “I just can’t keep dealing with this. I don’t think you notice the way you are playing with my heart and it’s just-“

This might be the first time Leo saw Y/N almost mirror his serious expression “You need to talk to me otherwise I can’t help you.”

They were right.

This time Leo didn’t mind that he could tell that he was blushing, he needed this to stop. He couldn’t concentrate anymore but he needed to.

“Your compliments… your flirting is what the problem is. I care for you. A lot. And every time you throw these compliments at my head my heart skips a beat! At first, I was just embarrassed but the way- how easily you can just get to me… I fell for you, Y/N and every time you flirt with me only to turn around to do the same with others.” He sighs again “It hurts. I need you to stop playing with my heart like this. I can’t concentrate anymore. Just- Just stop this with me, please. I know this doesn’t mean anything to you but to me you give me hope only to tear it into pieces the next moment. I tried ignoring it, but I can’t anymore.”

Then there was quiet.

Y/N just kept staring into his eyes as he tried to stand his ground.

Leo just told them exactly how he felt but it was needed. He couldn’t do this any longer.

His face was ablaze, and he could tell that he began to sweat due to his nerves. Leo tried to untangle his hand with that of Y/N’s but they just squeezed his hand again, laying their other hand on top of his. The warmth was welcoming but at the same time it felt like it was burning him. He wanted to retreat, just get out of this situation, and forget this has happened but Y/N held him firmly in this place.

But what really made him stop trying to get out of their grasp were their eyes. The soft smile, a crinkle around their eyes as their smile seemingly reached their beautiful eyes. Though what surprised him was the unmistakable blush that was on their cheeks. It positively sucked all the air out of his lungs.

He could cry, he wanted all of this to stop but somehow it just got worse.

“Yeah, you are right. Only partially though. I am a flirt. It’s how I show I care for people, it’s just my go to reaction but the problem with that is when I really mean it… I guess it comes over as my usual self.” They chuckled nervously.

“Y/N?” his voice was wavering.

“It means that when I flirted with you, I actually meant it for once. Maybe I thought you could tell that I was flirting with you more than the others because I care for you. I think, the moment I met you I began having a crush on you. I never wanted you to feel this pain. The first time I saw your blushing face I knew that I had it bad for you.”

To say the least, this was not what he expected.

Leo expected that they might try to talk their way out of this. Say something that he should loosen up but this? Never. Maybe only in his dreams but that was that. Dreams.

“You mean that?” He flinched at the crack of his voice, suddenly feeling more like a child than a ninja that beat up all kinds of foes on the daily.

Y/N let go of his hand, sad at the sudden loss of contact once again. But their hands landed on his shoulders, pulling him closer against them in a hug. It wasn’t the first hug but this time it felt more genuine, more loving, more intimate.

They slowly moved a step back to snake their hands over to grasp his face softly between their soft hands. Leo involuntarily leaned more into their touch.

Seeing this as a good sign, Y/N smile and moved up to meet his lips in a chaste kiss. Their lips soft as they hesitantly brushed against his. It felt like he got electrocuted. Not believing what was happening. His heart felt like it exploded in his chest. The butterflies in his stomach seemed to have multiplied.

“Does this answer your question?” They looked confident but the waver in their voice betrayed their own nerves.

“I- I think so…”

“Okay, then if you can tell what I’m feeling for you now let me just say this. I’m sorry for doing this to you. I never meant to play with your emotions like that. I realize now how this all must have looked towards you and I’m really, really sorry.”

This time it was Leo who softly leaned over to catch Y/N off guard with a kiss. Where this sudden confidence came from, he didn’t know. Maybe it was all the frustration that has build up over the months.

“I think I can forgive you.” He chuckled. Immense relief rushing over him. “But…”

“But?”

“Maybe keep your attention from now on me only?”

This made Y/N laugh, it was a beautiful laugh that seemed to wash away any of the rest of the thick air that was still surrounding them “Oh, happily! How can I not! I have my handsome prince charming right here.”

And this time with this simple flirt, it felt correct. There wasn’t a heaviness, there was just the heat that laid across Leo’s cheeks while his heart tried to jump out of his chest. And dare he, he even allowed a huge smile to crack through on to his face.

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jae-n0 · 3 years ago

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𝐧𝐬𝐛 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ➔ 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶

type ; scenario, fluff

guys, take it easy on me, it’s only my third day out ‘ere

sorry for any mistakes!

༊*·˚ regie ; copy/imitate what you say and what you do. he thinks you’re absolutely adorable and cannot take it when he sees you do unintentionally cute things. the imitating doesn’t need to be precise - knowing regie, he’ll exaggerate - one minute you could be talking to the boys and be like “oh my god! i forgot it was today!” and the next minute you’d be hitting regie for copying you in an amplifying way. “i FoRgoT it was tOdae!” *stomps feet*

also, sometimes, when he’s around the boys he doesn’t realise he does your ‘signature’ face, which is basically just flattening your lips together while scrunching up your nose. regie will be so into playing smash that he’s unaware of doing it, until ty points it out.

“aye bro, chill with that facial expression”

“huh, what? what expression?”

when you guys were on one of your dates, oli tries to hide your wallet and distract you from paying, that it got to the point where you were so stress, you had to beg him silently to let you pay. hence why now you guys have a thing called ‘oli’s day’ and ‘y/n’s day’ which is basically just a day where the two of you just focus on that one person.

at first you were a bit hesitant because its unfair that you’re spending a whole day with a fine young man and having to talk about yourself every minute seems a bit conceited and overbearing innit? but nooo, oliver insists that you guys do this to get to know each other better and to be on a different level with one another. which some how helps because once you guys were exclusive “oli’s day” and “y/n’s day” is a day where the two of you just vent things out and listen to what each other says.

for example, “oli’s day” could be like this ;

unofficial ; how his day went, what his dislikes and likes are, doing the things he likes and enjoy

official ; talks about hardship, work, future & what you did this week that he doesn’t like/agree with etc

i hope you guys understand!! haha.

༊*·˚ ryan ; tease you. PLEASE, this man LOVEEEES to tease you, especially about your height! you could be so excited to see him one minute, and when he greets you with a “hey shorty!” you’re just like you’re done, you’re done.

ryan likes that whenever he teases you, your always quick to tease him right back. the teasing comes so natural to guys, it’s so fun and light hearted. lord knows how many insides joke you guys have.

occasionally, ryan’s teasing gets a little cheesy/flirty at times. the two of you could be out and having dmc’s and he could probably (most likely) make you all smily and blushy at the end of the night.

“if you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?” “mmh, next to you”

“mmh you’re quiet tonight, are you okay?” “yeah, just thinking” “about what?” “you.”

“ryan, fk yourself, respectfully” “naw, can you do it for me?” “AW HELL NAHH”

༊*·˚ kane ; has be near you. whether it’ll be holding hands or walking besides you, kane just has to be close to you. any type of skinship with you will definitely make him feel at ease, especially on days where you guys are not together? he’ll be wearing your scrunchie on his wrist. basic but he loves it.

he doesn’t have to be next to you all the time, you could be in the same room or space as him and he’ll be content with it. as much a he wants to be around you 25/7 he respects your space and wants to make sure you feel okay.

omg, and when you guys have the time to just relax and watch anime? hands are definitely around your shoulder/waist and his cuddly mood is one hundred percent activated. imagine him subconsciously tracing a pattern on your arm or playing with your hair ahhhh

༊*·˚ justin ; asking if your ok / reassurance. to me justin seems like the type who would ask if you’re ok/ having fun every now and then, just for the fact that he doesn't want to make you feel uncomfortable in anyway possible. you find it cute that sometimes when he doesn't want to ask you -incase he thinks he’s doing it a little to much- you always give him back a little reassurance, whether it was squeezing his hands, giving him big smiles or a thumbs up.

sometimes when you guys chill with everyone, he’ll pull you closer to him subconsciously just because it makes HIM at ease and comfortable.

༊*·˚ darren ; using your slangs. when yous first started talking, darren was taken back with how many times you use the word ‘ski’. you know when you first started getting comfortable with one another, words just starts tumbling out? yeah? in this case, you guys were just aimlessly walking around the neighbourhood when all of the sudden “dar bear, we should go get lunchski and after that get some bobaski” came out of your mouth.

“ huh? lunchski? bobaski? “

“oh my god, sorry! i’m just so use to adding ‘ski’ at the end of each word sometimes, i didn’t even notice!”.

now he’s completely use to it and even started to use it in every day conversation/ text with the boys. he’ll be SO ANNOYING with it too! like he’ll go up to one of the boys ( sebastian) and be like “wassup sebski? whatchu doing sebski?” “we doing a video? alrightski.” “HI! we’re north star boyski, aHa” *bites lips*

༊*·˚ sebastian ; random pictures. i dont know why, but sebastian just gives me this vibe. you could be doing anything and he’ll just snap a quick picture of you. date night? picture. lunch? picture. you sleeping? picture. you doing anything meme worthy? picture.

sebastian will be super cute with it too. you’ll ask him why he loves taking pictures of you and he’ll be all like

“because you’re absolutely beautiful and i want to capture every moment of it. plus whenever i look at the picture it’ll remind me of the memories we made together.” swoon

sorry for the late post! hope you guys enjoy this.

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catgirlforkaeya · 3 years ago

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hello ,, can you do kaeya x gn reader – where the s/o is good at controlling their facial expressions ? wk that kaeya would love to tease his s/o, but the thing is he has never seen his s/o being flustered even after his "extreme" flirting. what would happen when one day kaeya sees his s/o's diary, where they ramble about how their heart is actually at the point of jumping out of its cage because of kaeya ? they also drew kaeya a lot in that book and wrote about how they always wanted to flirt back but can't because they know they can't flirt as good as kaeya . i hope this is ok :))

diary of a stone-faced lover

kaeya x gn!reader

fluff

warnings: all lowercase + swearing + not proofread

a/n: AAA oml i love this idea sm :,) i’m sorry i’m late to this, also it’s a little short and lowkey rushed </3. i hope it’s good enough!!

you were definitely a tough nut to crack when it came to showing certain expressions on your face

over your years of knowing kaeya you picked up very quickly that he was a flirt (who hadn’t tbh). even as friends he was flirty with you, but once you started dating that flirting level went up 100x more

no matter how hard kaeya tried he could never really get a reaction out of you. you’d laugh and gently punch his bicep but you’d never be flustered, not even a single dash of red on your cheeks

kaeya couldn’t tell if you were annoyed of his flirting sometimes or not. you just didn’t give any flustered reaction. everyone else he has ever flirted with has starry eyes and begins drooling while turning red. why weren’t you the same?

you did show emotions yes. nine times out of ten you’d always have some form of expression on your face. that one time would be whenever kaeya would be trying to get a reaction out of you. it was like your face would turn to stone

he tried to not let it bother him, but he couldn’t help it. when kaeya gets fixed on something unanswered he doesn’t stop thinking about it until he finds the answers. yes, it was kinda stupid to be worrying over something small like this but he just… couldn’t understand why you’d never show a reaction?? he knew that you loved him, you made it very clear that you did so that wasn’t even a doubt he had. he just couldn’t wrap his head around why you’d never get flustered

that was… until he found your diary

he didn’t mean to, really. he was just cleaning out some old stuff in the bedroom you shared and found it lodged in the back of the closet. he was checking everything before throwing it out to make sure it wasn’t something important, so of course he had to check what he had just found

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when kaeya first opened the book he was a little confused. he opened to the middle of it and none of it really made sense. but when he flipped to the front and saw the words ‘diary’ it made a hell of a lot more sense.

he knew he shouldn’t read it. it was an invasion of your privacy and he knew that was wrong. diaries are meant to be private and kept to the owner only. but something deep down told him to read it. surely a little peek couldn’t reveal too much, right?

the first few pages didn’t hold that much interesting stuff. he did find some stuff from a few years ago not long from when you two had first met. you talked about how you had a love-hate relationship with him, wanted to smack him but also wanted to kiss him until your lungs gave out. a small chuckle escaped from him.

soon kaeya came across the more.. juicer stuff. stuff that made his heart leap up into his throat (in a good way).

this was more recent stuff, stuff from since you two started dating.

“9/24/20

i swear to god i love this man so so so SO much. whenever i’m with him i feel like my heart is about to burst. last night was the first night that we shared a bed with each other. not just sleeping next to each other, bodies pressed against each other with our limbs tangled up in each other’s. im not used to this kind of thing, but the whole time he kept rubbing small circles on my back while whispering sweet stuff into my ear. he told me how much he loved me, how much i meant to him, how beautiful i was, everything he loved about me, and a whole lot more. i cant make this shit up it literally felt like something out of a romance book.”

kaeya felt a smile growing. seeing you ramble about him was absolutely adorable. if only he knew this was just the beginning of the ramblings.

“2/15/21

yesterday was valentines. i honestly wasn’t expecting all that much. the night before was… exciting enough so i figured we would just lay around. but nope!! i woke up to breakfast in bed which was enough to make my heart already melt. the little note attached with it made my heart skip a bunch of beats. then kaeya took me to all of my favorite places, buying me a bunch of different things that i really did not need. the whole time he was constantly flirting with me too. i thought i was about to combust. the way he’d caress my cheek or my hand, whispering small comments into my ear as we walked around, playing with my hair as we watched the sunset. i was literally on cloud 9 oh my fucking gODDDD.”

it felt weird seeing stuff about how you felt whenever he’d do special things like that. it made kaeya happy though.

“10/3/21

lord it’s been awhile since i’ve wrote something long like this. i’ve been with kaeya for over a year now and it’s been the best time of my life. he’s genuinely the best thing that has ever happened to me. ever since he came into my life it’s been so much brighter. it’s probably too soon to say this but i honestly want to spend the rest of my life with this man. i want to wake up and fall asleep next to him everyday, i want to surprise him with meals after he comes home from a long day of work. he’s like my partner in crime now. we’re always there for each other no matter what. i just feel kinda bad about something though. whenever he flirts i never show any sign of being flustered. i don’t do it to be mean i just genuinely don’t know how to properly show that emotion. whenever he flirts i feel like my heart is about to bust out of its cage, it’s like his words have some form of drug in them. i feel like i make him upset but idfk and i just aaaAAAAA. i also don’t flirt back. again, i don’t do it to be mean i just don’t think i’m capable of being as good as he is??? it’s stupid yes but cmon this man is a god at flirting. i’ve barely even been shown any form of attraction in my life so i don’t know how to do whatever it is that he does. i’m so fucking inexperienced compared to this man. i love him though.”

kaeya felt his face begin to heat up while reading throughout all of this. he skipped through a lot of the pages but every single one he read made him feel more and more tingly inside. the way you’d freak out over every single thing he’d do made him chuckle. it felt weird seeing this side of you. it was something he had never seen before.

he also came across a bunch of drawings you did of him too. they were shockingly really fucking good??? every single one of them made him smile even bigger. some were just little scribbly doodles and the others were detailed.

seeing you say how you felt as if you’d never be as good as him made him a little sad though. it wasn’t his fault you felt this way but it felt like it was.

after reading through all of that made it much clearer as to why you were so stone faced. you didn’t know how to react half the time, and when you did you didn’t wanna do it for some reason that he wasn’t exactly sure of yet. it was obvious that you’d never been shown this much attention and you just weren’t used to it.

“whatcha reading?” you were leaning against the doorway, your arms crossed over your chest. kaeya’s gaze quickly shot up to you as he shut the book. it was obvious you knew what it was.

“i’m- i didn’t mean to i came across it while cleaning and-“ he was panicking. he couldn’t tell if you were upset or not.

you let out a puff of air through your nose as a sign of laughter. you walked over to your boyfriend, taking the book out of his hands. “it’s okay bub, i know you didn’t go looking intentionally. i guess you know all my secrets now though.”

“yeeaaahh,” kaeya let out a nervous chuckle, snaking his arms around your waist. “you’re very talented, y’know.”

“what?”

“those drawings of me,” he looked down at you, pulling you a bit closer. “they’re really fucking good.”

“o-oh, thank you,” there was a nervous tone in your voice, a tone you didn’t even realize was there. you held the book against your chest, trying to not impale kaeya with one of the corners.

kaeya noticed something on your face. something he’d never seen before. a small shade of red.

he brought a hand up to your cheek, running a thumb over it. he shot you a grin. you cocked an eyebrow at him, confused by what he was doing and why he was grinning so much. it took you a second to realize what he was smiling over. you felt your heart explode.

“you’re blushing, love.”

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #kaeya x reader #kaeya #genshin #kaeya x you #kaeya fluff #catgirlforkaeya

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burntmcnuggies · 4 years ago

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Jealous Bird (Smut)

Jealous! Hawks x Reader

Warnings: sexual themes, strong language, feral Hawks, rut, unprotected sex, and a jealous birb, 18+ only please! :D

If you’d like the fluff version and not the smut, you can go here! ➪ Fluff <3

“Mornin’ chicken wing. What’re we doin’ for breakfast? I paid last time so this is allll on you.” Hawks sent a playful wink towards you as he landed beside you from his previous place in the air, holding his hand up and rubbing his index and thumb together as a sign he wanted you to pay. You rolled your eyes and rose your hand, mocking him. “Don’t forget who spent hours doing YOUR paperwork because a certain birdbrain was too lazy to do it.” Hawks held up his hands in defeat and slumped over, sticking out his bottom lip, over exaggerating his facial expressions. He whined and let his wings droop. “C’mon just one more time? Pretty please with your favorite pretty bird on top?”

“Stop dragging your wings, you’re gonna get them dirty.” You scolded and pat his back, slightly feeling how tense his shoulder were. You were about to offer to give him a massage later, not wanting your friend to have to sleep tonight with stiff muscles until you noticed something. His wings were almost glowing a whole new shade now. Such a vibrant and beautiful color. It was then realizing how close you were that you could hear a faint cooing bubbling from his throat. “...? The fuck are you doing Hawks?” He looked over confused and tilted his head. You grumbled at his lack of knowing exactly what he was doing. “Do you even have complete control over your body? You don’t even realize you’re whistling and cooing like some pigeon.”

You completely missed the pissed off look that crossed his face at your comment. He plastered on a cheeky smile and put his hands behind his back, picking his wings off the ground and tucking them firmly behind his back. “Nah, sometimes my bird-side comes out, especially during spring. God I go fuckin’ crazy. Sometimes it’s early and I have to take a whole week off a work!” You looked up to a couple trees you both passed while you were walking to your usual breakfast place, KFC —Although you always debate you want to go somewhere else. It was late winter, very close to spring, about March. You never kept up with the date. “Why do you take a whole week off?”

“People with animal quirks like me would understand. Just like Mirko! Haha, I’m sure she’s the worst right now bein’ it’s early March!” He laughed and put his hands out, his hands snaking into his pockets to firmly stick there. You pouted, wanting to know exactly what Hawks was talking about. You told Hawks everything, but he didn’t give you the same treatment. “I’ll just ask Mirko later then if you refuse to tell me.” Hawks quickly wagged his finger side to side in front of your face, his other hand being placed on his hip now. You were familiar with his body language and how much he loved using his hands. “Nah ah, chicken wing. You do that and she’s gonna pounce on you. You won’t see light for days!”

“Mirko has accidentally jumped on me before, it’s not like we haven’t sparred before! I can withstand some punches and kicks!” Hawks sulked again, his hands digging back into his pockets, displaying his annoyance that you weren’t listening to him. He just looked away and shrugged his shoulders back. “Just trust me, kiddo. It’d be for the best you didn’ see Mirko, especially at a time like this. I know how she feels.” You were starting to get irritated at his lack of response to your question, only dodging it and making you sit in suspense. Finally you gave up and decided to bring it back up later. “I’m just gonna stop asking, you’re obviously not gonna answer me are you?”

“Haha! Nope! You know me too well, (Y/N).” You both arrived at KFC, immediately greeted by the manager and many of Hawks’ fans who knew he came there a lot. Many asked for his autograph or a selfie, but he refused politely. “I’ll do some after I get some chicken! I’m starved!” Super fans offered to even pay for his food, to which he declined, saying that you were kind enough to have already offered to pay for his food. A total fat lie! He begged you to pay! You sent him a glare and proceeded just to order both your meals while Hawks spoke with his fans. “Well, guess I can start now! Who’s first?” After he saw you were paying and ordering, he began to sign autographs and take selfies that would no doubt be on social media in minutes.

“Man! I sure do have a lot of supportive and loyal fans! Must suck never bein’ noticed.” Hawks passively insulted your rank as a pro hero by taking a jab at your ranking. You were somewhere in the mid thirties. Not popular at all, especially in this part of Japan where Hawks was born. “At least I have fans who aren’t thirsty for me! Getting all wet and horny at night thinking of their hero Hawks taking them from behind~” You smirked and rose your hands shrugging your shoulders, before hugging yourself. You bit your lip, closing your eyes and squirming with a dreamy smile, mocking his thirsty fan girls. “Oh Hawks! Please I’ll do anything for you! Take me! Oh please fuck my sopping pussy with your big fat cock til I can’t move anymore! Mm! Cum inside me! Let me bare your kids!

You didn’t notice the way his wings trembled and his face reddened, his avian eyes widening as he watched you speak so lewdly. He shook it off quickly before he got out of control and leaned forward towards you smirking. “At least I have fans thirstin’ for my cock~ haven’t heard of anyone wantin’ your boring ass!” He gave a closed eye smile and brought his hands up to give you a big fat thumbs down. Your eye twitched and you remained silent, not having a comment. That was until you remembered a villain hitting on you not too long ago. “Well at least I’ve had a villain fawn over me! I can still remember it clearly! ‘Oh fuck, I would turn good to get a piece of that ass!’”

This time you noticed how his brows furrowed, and his wings fluffed up, almost as if he just had a whole shiver rake through his body. “When was this?” He asked, his head now resting in his right hand, staring intently. You thought about it for a minute, before taking a wild guess. “Ehh, about like a couple months ago.” This only put him in a more sour mood. You didn’t understand why he was acting so strange. Maybe it was what you talked about? Obviously you’d never talked about anything sexual with Hawks, but on the topic of thirty fans aching for him, you wanted to make jokes since he was always mocking you and making sly insults. “Sorry... I didn’t mean to make things awkward.”

“Nah, it’s fine. It’s not your fault. Well... it kinda is.” He admitted afterwards and smirked at you teasingly as if you would already know it was your fault. You frowned, about to open your mouth again before they called your number to get your food. You sighed and stood from your seat, walking over to the counter and retrieving the food, however, you were stopped by a man. He was young, about nineteen or twenty, quite handsome. “Excuse me miss, this may sound really straightforward and all but, you’re really pretty, and I was wondering if I could get your number?” You blushed a bit and looked away. You were a bit weary, but decided anyways. “I-I don’t know... I guess so. You seem nice. It’s-“

“Hey there, you gotta hobby of stealin’ other people’s things?” A gloved band came in contact with your shoulder, and a large shadow cast over you and the man in front of you. The man gasped in amazement at seeing the number two pro hero standing before him, it would’ve been a better experience if Hawks wasn’t threatening him with his looks and smart-ass remarks. “Huh? Oh! S-Sorry I didn’t-“ Hawks rudely interrupted the man, his gloved hand squeezing harder. His smile was obviously forced, and his feathers were starting to fluff up every second that past he stood in front of this guy. “Eh don’t worry about, you didn’ know. Now that ya do, don’t come near her again, Kay?”

And in the blink of an eye, Hawks pulled you away and out of the fast food restaurant. He aggressively pulled out the food and shoved yours against your chest, unwrapping his quickly and munching on it. “What the hell Hawks?! That was a bit much! He was being nice! It’s not like we’re dating or anything...” You trailed off, watching his wings twitch and fluff. You had noticed his strange behavior for a couple days now. His feathers would fluff up every now and again —you had no idea why— especially near men. “You should be thankin’ me chicken wing. I just saved you from a world of heartbreak.”

“That’s not your place to decide, Hawks. I don’t intervene when women ask for your phone number.” You crossed yours arms and turned your nose up at his childish behavior. He didn’t respond, finishing his breakfast and throwing away his trash in a nearby can. His hands slipping back into his pockets, displaying that he was closing himself off from you now. Of course, you began to become irritated at his lack of voice, but you decided to let it go and not pressure him further. “You’ve been acting weird lately ya know? I’m getting worried...”

“Don’t worry about it, I’m fine.” Oh how you hated his emotionless voice, so bland and robotic, it honestly pained you. His eyes were sharp, quick to notice your saddened expression. Hawks sighed heavily and stuck his bottom lip out, wrapping his arm around your arms and pulling you close to him. “I’m one of the top five pros, you don’ gotta worry about me, chicken wing. Cheer up.” You smiled and shoved him off, only a bit happy his cocky and arrogant behavior had returned. The Hawks you knew and cherished. “You know, I hate you sometimes, but I can’t help but love you at the same time.”

“Who doesn’t love me? The sexiest bird-man around.” He smirked and gave you a flirtatious look, a small sound bubbling from his throat similar to a whistle. You returned his smirk with a teasing smile. You were almost immune to his flirty charm, key-word; almost. Hawks was definitely an attractive man. Those piercing eyes with dark markings around them, only making the color pop and glow. His messy hair swept back and disheveled. Let’s not forget about those bushy eyebrows of his, they almost look like feathers from his wings, only a beautiful ashy blonde color just like his hair. You could probably do without his egotistical attitude and vulgar tongue, but that was still all part of his charm. “Move!”

You were surprised by Hawks suddenly grabbing you and jerking you out of the way of an attack from a villain. You were right there in his chest, feeling his warmth, hearing the harsh thumping of his heart at the thought of almost losing you. Before he had a chance to say what he wanted. “Well there goes our leisurely patrol. And more paper work on our desks.” Hawks grunted in annoyance and took to the air. You finally regained your composure and got into your fighting stance. “Ready to kick some ass Hawks?! Whoever lands the final blow is treated to lunch!”

“Heh, you don’t stand a chance! Show me whatcha got!”

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“Thanks Edgeshot... I totally owe you one.” You scratched their back of your neck with an awkward smile as you stood in front of the current number four hero. While Hawks was on the assault, eager to show off and boost his already high ego, you tried to get a sneak attack in, but the villain noticed you. They were about to attack you, before Edgeshot came and got you out of the way. Hawks didn’t take this too well. He became angry immediately and finished off the villain in a matter of seconds. “No thanks necessary, (H/N). I was just doing my job.” You hated being in debt to someone more than anything, so you quickly threw out an offer.

“Please! Let me take you out for drinks! Honestly! I’ve gotta do something! I-“ Suddenly a large shadow cast over you for the second time that day. You turned around and shrunk down noticing Hawks’ wings spread wide, fluffed to the brim and shaking in anger. His face was red and his eyes were narrowed at Edgeshot. He was angry at himself for not being able to protect you himself, and at Edgeshot for rescuing you and holding you close. That was supposed to be him. “H-Hawks? What’s wron-“ Edgeshot was the one who answered your main question earlier before Hawks could even get another word out. The answer shocked you to your core, finally understand why he was acting so weird.

“He’s showing his dominance, and in a public place no less, how careless.” You looked at the ninja hero confused before you turned your attention back to Hawks. Dominance? His wings were such a beautiful vibrant color now. A shade of red you’d never seen them before on him. A sudden flash captured your eyes, taking your attention away from his beautiful wings. The media was eating this up. Soon it would reach the Hero Public Safety Commission and the president would not like this one bit. “I’m sorry, (Y/N). But I’m impatient, I can’t wait any longer.” Your eyes widened as your attention was fully back on Hawks now. You opened your mouth about to ask what he meant, but something was preventing you from doing so.

Hawks’ lips were firmly placed upon your own, his bright red rings wrapping around the both of you to shield you from any watchful eyes wanting to take a peek at you. His lips were soft, his hands finding themselves on your waist, pulling you flush against his body. You were shocked, your eyes wide, heart hammering wildly out of your chest at the sudden action. Slowly, you began to kiss him back, falling victim to his charm and passionate ways. He was quickly heating up the kiss, but you placed your hands on his chest firmly, pushing him away just enough to separate your lips. He was chasing your lips, desperate to get another kiss. “Hawks what-“

“I’m tired of waiting. I can’t fucking hold it in any longer. I know I’m impatient, but you make it so fucking hard to hold back sometimes.” You opened your mouth about to question, but the only thing that came from your mouth was a terrified scream having Hawks launch you both into the air and fly quickly through the skies. You held onto him for dear life, screaming at him to put you down. You nearly hugged the ground when Hawks reached a luxury penthouse apartment. “What the hells the matter with y- mmm!” He forced his lips onto you quickly, roughly grabbing your body and pulling you against him. His wings still outstretched and flapping slightly.

His feathers went to open the sliding glass door, pushing you inside while still having your lips firmly connected. He was hungry, eating your mouth like it was the only thing he’d had in years. His tongue forced its way passed your lips, dominating the inside of your mouth with his fiery passion. Your hands clawed at his fluffy tan jacket, pulling him closer, your body now aching to be touched more by him. He was just so intoxicating. It was starting to get hard to breath after a while, and you tried to pull yourself away, but he moved with you, keeping your lips firmly together. He only parted away to growl out an order to you. “Breath through your nose.”

His hands were on you again, thick gloved hands trailing down your waist to grab a handful of your tasty ass. A squeak flew out of your lips, allowing him deeper access to your mouth than he already had. You couldn’t deny the dampness beginning to build down there. Your panties were now wet with your slick, making you slightly uncomfortable with the way the damp fabric rubbing against your folds. “God.” He breathed against your lips, not even giving you a second to catch your breath before he was on you again. His hands quickly got towork on getting your shirt off. “I can smell your fuckin’ arousal. Fuck it’s intoxicating. You drive me fucking crazy!”

“H-Hawks! W-Wait!” You voiced your want to stop and talk whatever he was feeling out, but just seeing that lustful passionate look in his eyes, it was a lost cause. His pupils were blown with lust, his breathing heavy and ragged, desperate to start touching you again. “It’s your fault... all your fuckin’ fault it came early. Now be a good baby bird and take responsibility.” You didn’t have time to refuse before he was on you again, his lips finding their way harshly to your neck, his teeth lightly biting. You jerked your head to the side, moaning softly at the feeling of his canines digging into your skin. Your heart was hammering harshly against your chest feeling his thick glove drift up your shirt, roughly grabbing your boobs, groaning at the squishy feeling in his hands. “I didn’ want you to see me like this... but after all the shit that’s happened today... I can’t hold back. Not anymore. That was out the door whenever you started mocking my thirty fans.”

He pulled your shirt over your head quickly, pushing you back into his couch while his hands grabbed your waist, his tongue sliding across the top of your breasts. A shiver raked through your body, low pants leaving your mouth as you watched his mouth move lower. In a flash of red, a feather came up and sliced your bra open, being the impatient man he is, he didn’t want to struggle with getting it off you just to see those perky nips of yours. You were quick to cover yourself, too embarrassed showing your best friend your body like that. It’s not like you would ever look at each other the same after this. A strong grip enclosed around your wrists, Hawks grabbing your wrists and pinning them by your sides.

“H-Hawks...” Your breathy whisper of his name drove him almost mad. He breathed onto one of your nipples, hot breath fanning over the entirety of your perky buds. You squirmed in discomfort and whimpered, your body betraying your mind, desperately wanting his mouth on you. “Hah... I knew you wanted me just as much as I fucking wanted you. How long, how long have you wanted me? Tell me. Tell me how much you crave me right now, ‘cause I can’t get enough!” He drew out the flat of his tongue, running it over your nipple, all while his golden eyes stared right at you expressions. Your legs clinched together tightly feeling a tingling sensation spread from his lick. “Hawks no, mmm~ you cant...”

“I can, and I will, you’re mine, and I’m not lettin’ you out of my apartment until I’ve marked you as mine, and you’ve got so much fucking cum inside you that you’ll already look pregnant.” Your eyes widened and you jerked away from him. Pregnant?! Was he out of his mind?! You weren’t even dating yet! Sure you’ve had feelings for him for a long time now but this was all moving too fast! “What did you expect? I’m gonna breed you so fuckin’ good. So fucking good. You won’t be able to think about anyone else but me.” Now it all clicked. What he said earlier, how he was acting now. Why hadn’t you noticed it sooner? He practically told you everything this morning, you were just too stupid to consider it.

Mating season.

That’s why his feathers had been brighter, the cooing and whistling coming from his throat. The displays of dominance to other men who you conversed with. Courting traits for a male trying to attract a female. You weren’t dumb, animals mated to do one thing, and one thing only. Reproduce. Their instinct immediately is to find a female and mate with them, reproduce and leave. However, this wasn’t always the case in some. “Fuck, you smell so damn good down here. Your pussy’s so wet for me already. And I haven’t even done anything, yet. Looks like you’ve become a thirsty fan, huh? Wanting my cum deep inside you and gettin’ wet while I manhandle you? Fuck, you’re so damn sexy.”

“Hawks m-more~” You were hesitant to ask him for more, worrying for your poor body and your sensitive heart. Only sensitive for him. You accepted your feelings for him, struggling to voice your new found notion to him. He growled lowly in response to your request, hands hastily pulling your pants off in one fell swoop. He was absolutely feral. “I wanna eat you out so fuckin’ bad. Your sweet pussy, sopping snd beggin’ to be stuffed, fuck.” He has a particularly vulgar tongue most of the time, but never like this. He always expressed how hard it was for him to hold back, but this was a completely different side of him you’d never seen. It was like he was feral. A complete animal. “Oh, I’m gonna tongue fuck the shit out of you. You’ll cum all over my tongue, just like how you’re gonna squirt all over my cock.”

He stood up quickly, his feathers dispersing to shrug his jacket off before he pulled his tight shirt over his head. Just like that his wings came back to life, flapping slightly as a readjustment. His gloves were removed as well, now you could feel his bare hands roaming over your exposed body. He dropped to his knees, spreading your legs and putting your inner thighs around his head, but not too tight. He approached your entrance, a damp spot clearly evident on your fabric panties. His fingertips dug into your thighs, pushing his face flush against your panties. He let out a breathy moan against your wet folds protected by your panties, subconsciously humping the couch for even the slightly bit of pressure against his hard cock.

“Hah, fuuuuck. I’m so horny, everything’s so hot. Let’s get these cute little panties off. Don’t wanna rip ‘em now. Need something to hold my cum inside your pretty pussy so you bare my kids.” Hawks grabbed your panties and pulled them down your legs and onto the floor. He kneeled on his knees in front of the couch, his head between your legs, your feet propped against the coffee table, and your hands gripping the couch anywhere you could, desperately wanting to grab his messy hair. “Oh god...” He moaned at the sight of your sopping pussy, your slick slowly dripping onto the couch much to your embarrassment.

“D-Don’t stare dumba- H-Hawks!” You cried out his name in surprise once he drove his face deep into your crotch. His nose firmly pressed against your sensitive clit, his tongue diving deep into your cunt without warning. Your hands dove straight to his hair, pulling at his blonde locks trying to keep yourself composed from his pleasure. “Oh fuck! Oh Hawks! Sh-Shit! Mmm baby yes~” Your head was spinning, his teeth lightly pressing against yours folds. It didn’t help anything with all of the lewd smacking and slurping of his tongue eating you out so damn good. “Ahh! N-No Wait! Your tongue! It’s so... Ngh! Deep!”

“Keep moaning for me, just like that. Moan for me and don’t you dare fuckin’ stop.” The vibrations of his lips against your sensitive pussy cause you to flinch and squirm against his sinful touch, fingers pulling at his hair harder. An unexpected groan escaped his lips as he went back to work, tongue swirling and digging around, searching for that one spot that would make your world come undone. You continued to moan and call out his name, instinctively pushing his head deeper. His movements were quick and sloppy, savoring every lick of your delicious fluids, groaning lewdly against your pussy’s lips once he found that spot. “Oh fuck! Right there! Mm~! More! Please a-again!”

He ruthlessly began to abuse that spot, pushing his tongue harshly against it and attempting to massage it. His fingers poked and prodded at your insides, pushing his fingers past and replacing his tongue with those long slim fingers of his. Your head was now thrown back against the couch, releasing his hair and clawing at the couch for dear life, desperately clinging to anything you could grab. You moaned at the foreign feeling, forgetting what if even felt like to have sex. You had a fleeting experience in your last year of high school, but that was it. One time thing. Now here you are doing it again, with your best friend no less, or were you even friends anymore? His fingers worked on making sure you were prepared for him. You were enjoying yourself, being pleasured by the man you’ve hidden your feelings from for years. Him however...

His cheeks were dusted pink, sweat trickling down his forehead with some of his curly blonde locks sticking to his face. His breathing was ragged, heavy and stuttered with a thick sense of desire behind it. His wings were quivering, the color so vibrant it could rival a neon sign. Now you didn’t know much about their nature, but you could tell just by looking at his wings that he was very excited and desperate. “Gotta get you nice and prepared for me right, chicken wing? Gotta get you ready to take my fat cock.” His lewd words made your world just so much hotter. You could feel your arousal leaking down your pussy to your puckered hole and down onto Hawks’ expensive couch. “Ahh! St-Stop! I’m-Im gonna cum! Oh god I’m gonna cum!”

He jerked his fingers out quickly, grunting in the process as he lustfully stared at his fingers coated in your juices. He breathed out a moan while he kicked away all your juices, growling lowly in possessiveness. “Sorry chicken wing but... I want you to cum on my cock. I want to feel you clampin’ down on me, cumming so hard you faint. Screaming my name at the top of your lungs so that everyone knows that you’re mine! All fuckin’ mine.” Your eyes widened seeing him sit up more, pushing his pants down the rest of the way before kicking them off, leaving him in only his red boxers. His arousal was definitively clear, noticing how the head of his cock peeked out from the waistband, leaking pre-cum, tip red and aching. The sight was undeniable steamy, your legs clenching together with your thighs slowly rubbing together. “That’s right baby. Already thirstin’ for my cock, aren’t you? Fuckin’ slut. My slut. Hah... fuck I gotta be inside you.”

He pushed his boxers down, revealing his aching hard-on. Balls lulling down, full of cum, ready to be emptied out inside of your tight pussy. Without thinking, you sat up slowly coming close to his erection. You could smell his heavily masculine and musky scent from where you were, but you needed more of him. You sadly didn’t get far before he grabbed your head and pushed you back. “Nah ah, baby. Not today. I’m too fuckin’ horny and desperate to let you suck my cock today. Next time.” Next time? There was going to be a next time? Your heart hammered harshly knowing your long time friend and crush planned on doing all of this again with you. “Hang on tight, dove. It’s gonna be a long bumpy ride.”

“W-Wait!” You watched in worry as Hawks pinned you down, spreading your legs and positioning himself. You hadn’t taken him seriously, but now you regret it. “P-Protecti- Ahn~!” You couldn’t even protest once he pushed himself inside, moaning loudly at the sinful heat that engulfed his cock, heating up his entire body more than it already was. His wings flapped slowly, occasionally twitching as he impatiently waited for you to get used to his size. The cool breeze sorta calmed you down, taking your attention away from the pain nestled in your lower regions. “Fuck, can I move? Please, please let me move.”

Good god did he sound fucking hot begging.

“Yeah, y-you can- MMM! Fuck!” You threw your head back, pleasure spreading through your body. As soon as he heard the word “yeah” he immediately got to work on fucking your cunt until you were overflowing with his cum. You harshly bit your lip, holding in your embarrassing noises from his ears, however, he had no problem not hiding them from you. “Fuck, fuck, hah... don’t hide your moans from me. I wanna fuckin’ hear ‘em. Let everyone know who’s fucking you, who you belong to, and that you’re m-mine! Fuck!” He breathlessly moaned against your face, ramming himself into you repeatedly. Your hands were now on his back, clawing down his muscular back. He growled lowly into your ear, breathily cursing. “D-Damnit! Can’t... f-find it! Ahh... hah... fuck chicken wing, fuck yeah!”

His husky grunts were dangerously bordering animalistic. His pants were ragged, hips never faltering in movement, his wings flapping slightly and quivering every now and again. “Yeah baby? You like me fucking you? I’m gonna breed you so fuckin’ good. You’ll bare m-my clutch! You’re mine, ahhaahh! Fuck!” You were crying his name, clenching his back with your legs squeezing on either side of his waist. His cock was hammering against a bundle of nerves in your body you didn’t even know you had. “Hawks! Oh god! Please! Slow down-!” He pulled out quickly, leaving you a whimpered mess without that full feeling in your stomach. He flipped you over, hastily ramming himself back in you from behind, his wild thrusts getting harder. “Yeah, fuck yeah! There it is! Yeah! Gonna cum right in that womb if yours, you’re gonna be so round and pregnant with my kids! N-Nobody’ll ever come near you again! They’ll know you’re mine! My dove! My b-baby!”

His hot hands pushed your lower back, slamming you down against the couch and brutally fucking your tight pussy like no tomorrow, animalistic growls leaving his lips, teeth burying into your shoulder and neck. He was marking you as his. You were covered in his scent now, other men wouldn’t dare come near you now that you were filled with Hawks’ pheromones. “I’m gonna cum! Ahh! Hah! Hahn fuck I’m cumming Hawks! I’m cumming!” He rose his hand and smacked your ass harshly, the red tingling sensation spreading through your cheek. It felt so damn good. He grasped his hand over your stomach and pushed harshly. “You’re cumming, yeah? Gonna cum all over my cock? Gonna try and milk me are ya? Milk me, baby! Milk me so damn good and get every last drop of my fuckin’ cum in that ripe fertile womb of yours!”

“Hawks! Hah! Hah! Oh I’m cumming! Nhhh I’m c-cum...ming! Ahh!” You came harshly all over his still thrusting cock, your creamy juices spreading all over his cock and slipping down his balls full of his child baring cum. He didn’t stop yet, still bucking his hips through your orgasm even though you were still so sensitive. “Ohho! You’re such a good girl! So good! Fuck baby! Yeah, keep squeezin’ me! Keep fuckin’ squeezin’ meee! Agh!” He groaned deeply into your ear, desperately panting and grunting into your ear. You cried, physical tears running down your cheeks at the intensity of his brutal thrusts on your aching sore cunt. He slapped your ass again, squeezing it tightly afterwards with his nails creating crescents in your smooth skin. “F-Fuck I’m close! Yeah you want my cum? Tell me you want my cum deep inside you! C’mon baby, say it!”

“I want your cum Hawks! Mmm! Please! Please I want it! I wanna carry your kids! I want to be bred by you! Ah hahn! I can’t! Please!” You immediately regretted your words. His pace had become quicker, harsh pounds becoming desperate. You could feel his balls slapping against your inner thighs, a red itchy tingling bubbling up. His hands came around your neck, the other going to harshly rub your clit. You couldn’t contain the endless moans, cries, and screams of his name, his hero name to be precise. “Oh god! Oh my god! Feels so good! Mmm! Hawks, I-I’m gonna cum again!” He pants against your ear, snarling and growling about how good and round he’s gonna make you.

“Fuck I’m cumming! Hah, fuck!” He grunted loudly and released heavy shaky breathes, his raging hard on twitching inside your now gooey insides. You came harshly, your walls clamping down on him. He was fully embedded within you, balls pressed firmly against you, his scarlet wings twitching and flapping, stretching widely suddenly stiffening up. You could feel the warm spurts of his cum deep inside, forcing a low moan past your swollen lips. His wings happily drooped once he had finished, his head now hanging low, trying to catch his breath. “H-Hawks... I love you.” You finally admitted to him, watching intently to see his reaction to your words. He laughed huskily, his golden eyes raising back up to meet yours, still cloudy with lust. “You fuckin’ better. You’re my dove, now and forever, ya hear that? Now...”

“Let’s make sure you get pregnant.”

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Pain was the first thing you were met with the morning after your undeniably passionate night with Hawks. Feathers were scattered all over the place, large blankets thrown everywhere, and some of his clothes were thrown over you. Incredibly confused, you sat up but quickly jolted back down as a searing hot pain shot through your body from your hips. “Woah there, chicken wing! Relax, you must be in a lot of pain. I don’t blame you after the harsh fucking I put you through last night.” The man who had put you in such pain walked into the room, shirtless and only in a pair of boxers. The bed dipped slowly as he sat on the bed, handing you a cool glass of water. You painfully sat up, gently taking the glass from his rough hands, thanking him quietly. “What the hell did you do while I was out?”

The pro hero looked around the room before coming to lay eyes on you again, scratching the back of his neck with a faint blush on his cheeks. “I uh, made a nest!” He answered bashfully. It was an incredibly rare sight to see him embarrassed. Uncomfortable sometimes, but never embarrassed. You looked around the mess and raised a brow. “Nest? Why the hell did you-“ You stopped once you remembered what had happened last night between the both of you and what you had realized. You blushed and threw the covers off yourself quickly, horrified at the sticky mess dripping from your insides, still. Just how many rounds had you gone with him last night? “Hah, Sorry. I just couldn’ hold myself back. My ruts are really bad, which is why I always take a week off.”

“You didn’t have to cum inside me this much Hawks...” You said and cringed at all the fluids dripping out of your abused cunt. You didn’t notice, but his wings shivered, ruffling up a bit at the sight of your leaky pussy, until they settled down again. “It’s your fault ya know? Makin’ me so damn jealous I had to claim you for myself. Claim you before someone else took you.” Your cheeks reddened slightly, and you looked to the side, your heart racing. Of course, he could feel your sensitive heart racing, and slowly leaned over, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. Your eyes widened in surprise, melting into his sweet kiss. There was no sexual intention behind the kiss, only a reassurance that you didn’t have to worry about speaking your true feelings, that he already knew you loved him. “You’re my baby bird now. You’ve upgraded chicken wing. Congrats.”

“How many levels are there with you?” You laughed, enjoying this sweet moment with your new lover. He laughed and hopped into bed beside you, pulling you close to him in your little nest. His hands ran over your flat stomach slowly, cooing and flapping his wings lightly. “A lot more, step up your game, baby. You good though? How do you feel knowin’ you have the most popular hero’s cum inside of you. Mixin’ with all your fertile eggs to make my fuckin’ kids.” He growled possessively and wrapped his wings around you protectively, kissing your head and over your face. You couldn’t help but turn red at his words, embarrassed by how blunt he is. “Do... do you really want to have kids Hawks? I mean... we just started... d-dating...”

“Who cares the order, as long as you’re mine and that little bundle of feathers inside you is all mine, order can go fuck itself.” You rolled your eyes, flicking his arm gently. His whistling and cooing got louder the more he cuddled you, his lips peppering your face with kisses. “Ya know they already have story’s about us? They got my whole ‘top bird’ thing on video.” He seemed quite happy with it. The president of the HPSC would not be happy about this once she found out. But knowing Hawks, he couldn’t have given two fucks about it. He raised your chin, smirking smugly. “I also tweeted that we’re dating and that you’re mine, and that we’re gonna have chicks, and that all those other guys better stay away or I’ll kill ‘em.”

You rolled your eyes. “You jealous bird...”

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marveldc-imagines-hub · 4 years ago

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So I heard you were taking requests for Vision x Reader x Wanda and I would just love little dating headcanons (sfw or nsfw or both whichever you do) also just wanted to say I adore your writing and cannot wait to see what else you come up with 🥰

A/N: Guys, look at our icons, I’m obsessed.

NSFW is under the cut. There’s very little there and it’s not very graphic because I headcanon Vision as gray-ace and Wanda as demisexual, which I mention in that section, but I digress. Please be respectful either way and don’t read if you’re under 18!

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Poly!WandaVision

SFW

They are the touchiest people ever, both of them

Casual touching at literally all times

Hands on legs, arms around shoulders, hands on the small of your back and probably resting on your thigh

They both love to hold hands but for different reasons; Wanda gets comfort out of it and Vision just really likes the human connection

Kinda the same deal with hugging, comfort, and human connection, but either way, they both love a good hug

If you two have the time and you’ll let him, Vision will literally just stand and hug you forever

He loves it

Wanda gives a lot of little squeezes

Hand squeezes, arm squeezes, hip squeezes when her arm is around your waist

Her touch always lingers a little bit, like she’s worried everyone she touches will disappear immediately after

Please! Kiss! Her hands!

Most of her power comes from/forms from her hands, so just let her know on the occasion that her hands are in fact not weapons of mass destruction but wonderful soft things to hold and smooch and paint the nails of

Bow to her and do it, get dramatic with it, act like you’re a knight and she’s a princess, she’ll be equally flustered and amused, she loves the cheese even though it will be very difficult to get her to admit it

Vision often has his arms around both you and Wanda while sitting anywhere

He also just like. touches both your backs a lot

Hands on the small of your back or around your waist while walking or escorting you inside

Casual soft back and shoulder rubs as just a general sign of affection

Back rubs and fingers playing across your spine and shoulder blades while cuddling

Speaking of which

So much cuddling

Like most of the time, it’s not even intentional

The three of y’all will just be sitting on the couch chatting after dinner and over the course of the conversation you find yourselves just tangled around each other

Sitting close together all the time and having quiet and sometimes even silent conversations

Like just glancing between each other and making facial expressions and being able to 100% understand each other

If there is not a way to sit close to each other, you guys somehow manage

Again, it’s mostly unintentional

You guys just gravitate towards each other

Soft! Kisses! All! The time!

Vision’s just overall more affectionate because he loves the humanity in it

And also making his partners get all soft and flustered gives him the biggest amounts of Sarah Tonin

You blush at a flirty pun he makes? Oh, look, Sarah just moved in next door, how weird

Wanda’s a little more subdued in initiating affection but she absolutely melts into it whenever affection comes her way

No full names here, only pet names

Darling, honey, wife/husband/partner, little cabbage/tomato, Vision using random shit as compliments like you’re his favorite pair of dress shoes

Vision has a little bit of himbo energy, ngl

You and Wanda put up with his robo-weird and on the occasion correct him if it’s something important

But for the most part it’s very harmless and very cute and you love it

Call! Wanda! Your! Magical girl!

Call! Wanda! Your! (Favorite!) Superhero!

Tell! Vision! That he’s! Your favorite! Pair of socks!

Casually calling them Cosmo and Wanda and neither of them gets it but Vision thinks you mean cosmo like the flower and he loves being called a flower

Also synthezoid/robo-puns

You definitely have called him your toaster oven after he’s brought you breakfast

You and Vision teaming up to tease Wanda

You and Wanda teaming up to tease Vision

Wanda and Vision teaming up to tease you

Random dancing and twirling and just overall being dramatic

If they were normal and had normal/not terrible childhoods (or childhood at all, in Vision’s case), they would be theater kids and no one can tell me otherwise

Wanda and Vision are both just. Absolutely horrible about remembering special events

Here’s to hoping you aren’t as well, otherwise y’all are all just celebrating random anniversaries you missed months ago every day or your guys just don’t celebrate anything ever

Actually, it’s probably the former, Vision’s a romantic and treats every day like something special is going on

Wanda’s also a softie for romance but again, she’s more subdued about it

She never wants to go too far into it because she’s always worried something bad is going to happen and there’s nothing y’all can do to convince her otherwise

And that’s on survivor’s guilt and just general trauma

They both unintentionally flirty things or just say something in That Type of Way

But they also get so flustered if you also do the thing

Vision will just randomly call you a pet name in a voice two octaves deeper than normal and it’s an “oh no, he’s hot” moment every single time

They don’t do dates very much because they’re weird and also just sort of forget dates are a thing that exists so if you’re a go-out-on-dates person, you’ll be pampering your babes

But also if you’re also not a date person, all that leaves is more time to snuggle at home which is perfectly wonderful too

Compliments and reassurance and open communication around every corner!

NSFW (sort of)

Tbh, I see Vision gray-ace if not entirely ace and Wanda as being demisexual and not super sex-oriented in general, so I don’t see much sexy time happening much

And yes I know Billy and Tommy exist but as far as I’m concerned they popped out of Wanda’s head like Athena from Zeus’s forehead (well, more like she magically impregnated herself with magic and with Vision in mind as the father; birth via brainwaves and magic vs genetics) or it was one of those things that it was more of a mutual agreement to do the do than them being horny

Also I just, in general, don’t personally think Vis has the function of finishing, y’know

No action of shooting seamen off the ship is found in his hardware if you get my drift

I don’t think he has sexual urges either, but he does love to please and feel his partner, so

Anyway though

Neither of them is sex-repulsed and are down for sexual intimacy if that’s important to you because whatever’s important to their partner is important to them too

If not, then cool beans, y’all will just snuggle and spoon

They’re just so sweet okay I love them so much

B u t if you don’t headcanon them as somewhere on the ace spectrum, here are some thoughts off the top of my head

They’re pretty vanilla and it’s mostly just fluffy and romantic

Like sappy, passionate rom-com stuff

Vision can and will pull out all the stops

Willing to try out lighter kinks if that’s their partner’s interest though

Hard no’s on anything that deliberately causes harm

More elaborate bondage (I know bondage doesn’t necessarily cause discomfort, I’m just using it as an of something that might) and other kinks that could cause general discomfort is not their cup of tea

Involving their powers is a hard no for Wanda for a really, really long time but she might eventually come around to very light magic play with a lot of reassurance and set boundaries; Vision might be down depending on what you’re interested in and occasionally his powers will just kinda. join in on their own

Some times he float

Vision is a soft top usually

Wanda’s vers

Whatever you are, they’re happy to accommodate

Vision likes to take his time exploring and worshiping his partners’ bodies

Wanda is pretty soft and vulnerable as it’s one of the few times she’s willing to fully let her guard down

Compliments and check-ins abound

Aftercare (even after the light stuff) and cuddling after the deed is a must

Uhhh that’s all I got tbh, like I said, I feel like they’re both on the ace spectrum

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supernatural---imagines · 4 years ago

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Happiness (Castiel Imagine)

Cas has been avoiding you since his deal with the empty because you are his true happiness.

Your eyes scanned over the 100th website of the hour, searching lore for a spell or a weapon that could kill whatever creature it was that you, Sam and Dean had been attempting to hunt. Over the last few weeks, three children had gone missing and after talking to one of the children’s friends, they claimed there was a pony by a river that their friend had got on, and as the child walked the horse into the water there was a thunderstorm which caused them to run, they never saw their friend after that. On top of this, there had also been two men who had gone missing, and the rumour was that a beautiful, naked woman by the same river had led them to their death.

“Mermaid? Mermaid- Seahorse hybrid?” Dean started rambling from across the motel room.

“We need help on this.” You stated.

You picked up your phone to call Jody, and while scrolling through your contacts your eyes paused on Castiel’s name. You didn’t save him in your phone as his nickname. You always loved his full name, and despite him not having very much angelic abilities like he used to when you first met him, you found his name so graceful and beautiful, and he had told you before he liked the way you said it. He hadn’t rang you in weeks, nor had he made an appearance. Since Jack came back, Cas was avoiding the bunker like the plague. Whenever he needed anyone, he made them come to him, but he was yet to call you. You and Castiel had a close relationship, sometimes flirty. You had feelings for him for a long time, and at points you thought he might too. But his behaviour lately had you questioning if he ever did.

“Y/N?” Sam called your name. You hadn’t realised that you had been in a day dream thinking about Cas. You snapped your attention up to Sam, and put your phone down forgetting what you were about to do after being lost in your thoughts.

“I’ll call someone.” Sam smiled sympathetically, not even knowing what was bothering you, but he knew it was something and he would want to help out any way he could, it’s just who he is.

Sam called two numbers, both didn’t pick up. He tried someone again, with better luck.

“Hey buddy, I know you’ve been busy but Dean, Y/N and I are on a small case if you have a chance can you help?” Sam spoke down the phone. “Were in Iowa, i can text you the motel and the info. Thanks” He hung up the phone and shut his laptop.

“Cas is on the way” He informed you and his brother. Your heart froze for a moment at the sound of his name.

“Wait, really?” You gasped.

“Yes, really” Sam laughed at you.

“Oooh, getting excited to see your angel boyfriend again?” Dean teased. The boys both always joked about your and Cas’ relationship but what they didn’t realise was how hard not seeing him actually was for you.

“Stop. I haven’t seen him in a while. I’m just surprised he’s dropping by.” You brushed the moment off.

Later on that night you heard the door knock. Sam and Dean were both sleeping, Dean in his bed and Sam folded over a book on the table. You knew it would be Cas, so you got up to answer.

When you opened the door and saw the angel, you instantly felt the butterflies in your stomach. You were so pleased to see him, it had been too long. You greeted him with a smile, but the butterfly feeling in your stomach was soon replaced with a dagger when he completely averted your gaze and pushed into the room past you.

“Y/N.” He greeted you with an emotionless grumble of your name as he walked past and went to wake Sam and Dean. They both woke up groggy but adjusted immediatley when they saw Cas.

“Good to see you buddy” Dean greeted him, he stood up and patted Cas on the back as he walked past which earned a smile.

“Yeah, Cas. Thanks for coming. Did you get the information I sent about the case?” Sam asked.

“Yes it’s a Kelpie” Cas informed.

“What’s that?” You asked.

“A monster.” He spoke without looking at you, directing his answer at Sam and Dean even though you asked the question. “It’s a type of shape shifter, water spirit. It shifts into different forms to lure people to their death very hard to kill.”

“Do we know how to though?” Sam asked.

“Yes, their bridle. When you have a hold of their bridle when they are in the form of a pony, they become weak. However it has the strength of 10 horses.”

“Alright. Well that sounds like an milk run, do you want to head out with Cas, Y/N?” Sam asked you.

“No.” Cas responded before you could. Sam and Dean looked at each other in confusion as your gaze found the floor, feeling completely embarrassed by how Cas was acting towards you.

“It’s OK i’ll go.” Dean volunteered, and headed out the door with Cas.

You dragged your feet over to the table to sit opposite Sam. He moved his laptop bag off the chair to let you sit. You could feel him looking at you, you knew as soon as you looked up he’d have his sympathetic smile painted on, ready to talk but to even accept that this angel now hated you was tough, you couldn’t bare to talk about it.

“You OK?” Sam asked.

“I just don’t know what I did.” You sighed, slouching down to put your head down onto your folded arms on the table.

You and Sam had decided to get drunk while Cas and Dean were gone as there wasn’t much else to do. The beer bottles littered the kitchen counter and the motel table. You were sat on the floor leaning against the wall facing Sam who was on one of the single beds.

“Why does Cas hate me now?” You asked your friend.

“I wish I knew what was going on. I know how much he means to you”

“As soon as his trench coated ass enters this motel room I am confronting him” you spat drunkly, chasing your words with your beer. Sam rasied his beer to your words in agreement. You scrambled up to get you and Sam two more when the boys came through the door.

“What the hell have you two been up to?” Dean asked as he wafted his arm through the air at the smell of the alcohol hitting him as he walked in. He had a new hole in his jeans and a bloody lip, but apart from that it seemed he was fine. Cas looked the same as always, perfect.

“I have to go now.” Cas informed before turning to leave.

“Hey, wait” You called, following behind. He stopped in his tracks but didn’t turn around.

“Goodbye. Y/N” He spoke to the wall in front of him, then continued out the door. You looked to Sam who’s facial expressions encouraged you to chase after him. You ran out the door and stopped Cas in the car park right in front of the car he had been using.

“What is your problem?” You tugged him around by the arm but he resisted. “Why wont you look at me?”.

“Y/N” He whispered your name, tilted his head back and shook it. He was clearly feeling something.

“What did I do to you?” You cried at him. He turned to you when he heard the hurt in your voice.

“You’ve done nothing wrong. It’s me. Something has happened and I can’t see you anymore. I can’t risk it”

“Can’t risk what?”

“Happiness.” His eyes began to well up. You didn’t understand.

“What are you avoiding me because you have feelings? That is so childish.” You grilled the angel. He looked up to the sky to keep his tears from spilling and breathed out sharply.

“That’s so dumb. Because I have them too. I have for a really long time. And yes, it is definitely the beer giving me the courage to do this, but I know you feel it too. Or at least you did.” You began to rant,

“Stop” He whispered, but he didn’t mean it. He wanted to hear what you had to say, but he was scared of the consequences.

“Castiel” You took a step closer. His eyes closed at the sound of you saying his name. You took his hand in your own, he flinched at your touch but you grabbed it again and he kept it there, but refused to look into your eyes.

“I know it makes no sense, but from the moment we met, we always had something different between us. I know this is meant to be” You stepped closer to him, he had less resistance now. He wanted to be near you, he wanted to breathe you in.

You looked into his gorgeous ocean eyes that were glazed over with tears. They locked onto yours and you no longer needed to speak. His breathing got quicker as you stepped in once more, pressing your chest against his. He closed his eyes, a mixture of pleasure and pain. You brought your lips to his and gently pressed them together. He instantly melted into it, he had been waiting forever for you to do that. He stepped into you, and with his hand on the back of your head he deepened the kiss and soaked you in completely.

He stepped away with a beaming smile, until he spotted the black entity forming behind you.

“Y/N MOVE!” He yelled at you, shoving you out of the way as this shadow walked towards Cas with an arm out, extending darkness from the tips of it’s fingers which made its way to Cas and from the ground up it consumed him without even time for him to scream.

“Castiel?!” You screamed out. You looked around the parking lot, there was no traces of the creature or Cas. You began to panic and continued to scream the angel’s name. Dean came rushing out of the motel barley in time to catch you as you dropped to the floor sobbing, unable to move.

“Where is Cas?” He searched into your face for answers. You could barley see through your tear-blurred vision but you could make out the worried expression on Dean’s face. You cried and collapsed in his arms barley able to find enough air to breathe.

“Y/N, what happened?” He stood you up straight to ask you again.

“He’s gone.”

#castiel #castiel x reader #cas x reader #supernatural #castiel one shot #castiel fanfic #cas one shot #cas oneshot

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joaquinwhorres · 4 years ago

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All otp qs for Nora and Lee

I think I might be in love with you because this was so much fun and you’re always playing my ask games and just go around Tumblr being a wonderful person.

1) Who rocks the Ferris Wheel seat and who flips out and begs them to stop? They’re both rocking the Ferris Wheel seat and the people below them are begging them to stop.

2) Who is always horny and will have sex at any time, at any place and at any time? Lee. It’s hard to blame him though because Nora is gorgeous and may or may not purposefully do things to tease him.

3) Who is more into taking showers/baths together? Who tries to make it relaxing and who tries to make it sexy time? Nora loves taking relaxing baths with Lee (which always end up with them playing with the bubbles or getting into a splashing fight).

Lee regularly attempts to sneak his way into the shower with Nora for some sexy time.

4) Who likes to walk around the house naked and who tells the other to go put some clothes on? Nora walks around the house quite regularly without pants (they’re “constricting” and not nearly as comfortable as just wearing a “long” t-shirt). Lee only ever tells her to put on clothes if people are coming over.

5) Who sleeps on the couch when they get into a fight? Nora. She’s the more dramatic of the two when fighting, and will often storm out and say she’ll sleep on the couch. When she really wants to give him a guilt trip, she’ll just take a blanket and pillow outside because “I’m not sleeping under the same roof as you until you _____.” She saves this move for big things though because it always ends with Lee either sleeping outside with her if he’s not ready to apologize (“Technically there’s no roof for us to share.”) or giving in.

6) Who takes photos of the other while they sleep?

Both. Awkward sleeping pictures have been a staple of their “who can embarrass who more” competition. Lee has more of Nora, but Nora’s pictures of Lee are far more embarrassing.

7) Who said “I love you” first? and who ends their arguments in a fight with “Because I love you”? Lee said “I love you” first. Neither really ends arguments with “I love you.”

8) Who likes to wear the others sweatshirts? Nora loves wearing Lee’s jumpers and sweatshirts. They’re cozy and too big, so the sleeves fall over the tips of her fingers. Also they’re so big she doesn’t have to wear pants.

9) Who wakes the other up in the middle of the night to tell them a cool dream they had? Who has the most nightmares, and who sings them back to sleep after? Nora wakes Lee up in the middle of the night so that she can tell him her dream and he can listen to her trying to divine its meaning using her knowledge from Divination classes. He’s very patient and often half-asleep as she goes on. As for the nightmares...spoilers that have to do with the war. 🤫

10) Who is more likely to cheat? Neither. From the outside, Lee seems like he’s more open to cheat because he’s naturally flirty with just about everyone, but he would n e v e r do it.

11) Who makes fun of the other for having a crush on them, and who has to remind them that they are in a relationship? Lee makes fun of Nora for having a crush on him presently, and Nora reminds him that they’re dating. Nora makes fun of Lee for having a crush on her at Hogwarts and Lee reminds her that she was oblivious and it all worked out. (i.e. “He used to have this huge crush on me and would sing me songs on the Hogwarts lawn and make a fool out of himself trying to get my attention.” / “Don’t you live together now?” / “Well, yeah, it worked.” )

12) Who starts a food fight in the kitchen? Nora starts it, but Lee escalates it to epic proportions.

13) Who initiates duets? and who is the better singer? Seeing as serenading each other is also a part of their “Who can embarrass the other the most?” Competition it alternates between who initiates any musical number which often turns into a duet (even if it’s not meant to be one).

While neither of them are a bad singer, Nora has the better voice, and Lee is a better performer.

14) Who starts the hand holding? Who grabs the others butt? Who slides their arm around their waist? Who likes to put their fingers in the belt loops? (taking this question a different direction, since like many things they’re very even here.) Technically Lee started the handholding, as he frequently grabbed Nora’s hand to drag her off different places in the castle. Nora initiated the first “intimate” but still friendly gesture by leaning her head on his shoulder. She also gave the first hug. Lee is more likely to playfully touch Nora (grabbing butt, tugging hair, bopping her nose) and Nora is more likely to intimately touch Lee (threading fingers together, laying her head in his lap, caressing his cheek.)

15) Who likes writes the others name on their wrist? Neither.

16) Who is more seductive when they are drunk? and who is louder in bed? Nora is the horny flirty drunk, and Lee is more of a good times/happy drunk. So Nora tries really hard to be seductive, but she just doesn’t really have it in her, and it usually ends up making Lee laugh and giving in. Lee is louder in bed but Nora has better facial expressions.

17) Who is more protective? Surprisingly, Nora. She feels like people don’t always treat Lee fairly or kindly, and she will not stand for it. Lee’s more likely to protect Nora from physical and obvious threats and danger though. (A bit of the Gryffindor grandstanding there.)

18) Who talks to the other while they are sleeping? Nora. See question 9.

19) Who drives and who has the window seat? Lee drives. He’s taken muggle studies and is more interested in cars than Nora. Nora has the window seat because she’s much more of a people watcher and doesn’t exactly have the focus required for safely driving.

20) Who falls asleep in the others lap and who carries them to bed? Nora almost always falls asleep on Lee. Sometimes he’ll carry her to bed, and sometimes he’ll just maneuver them into a better sleeping position wherever it is they are.

21) Who cuts the others hair? Neither. Nora doesn’t have the skill to cut Lee’s hair the right way, and she refuses to let him touch her hair because she loves going to the spa.

22) Who is super bad at sexting? and who sends them encouraging messages throughout the day? Nora is super bad at sexting. Super bad. But she sends amazing encouraging messages throughout the day to brighten his spirits. Lee writes cute little love notes and super steamy texts.

23) Who thinks they are not good enough for the others love? and who’s more afraid of losing the other? Who thinks they keep messing up, only for the other to tell them they don’t need to worry? Nora originally thinks that Lee’s just a good guy and not interested in her as more than a friend. Once she realizes she has him though, she never doubts that she’s worthy of his love.

Lee is more prone to moments of doubt where he’s afraid of losing Nora because she got tired of him and his big personality. Nora tells him that she’s here and staying and gives him lots of hugs and kisses when he feels this way.

24) Who starts random slow dancing with the other in the kitchen? Who holds the other just above the ground and kisses them? Lee will start random slow dancing with Nora in the kitchen more often than not.

25) Who says shitty puns and sex jokes just to see the other giggle and blush? Lee is the one constantly cracking shitty puns and sex jokes to make Nora giggle or laugh (she doesn’t blush). Nora occasionally comes up with such a good one that Lee almost chokes.

26) Who kissed first? Lee kissed Nora first.

27) Who orders take out at two in a morning? and who wakes the other up at three in the morning to go downstairs with them to get a glass of water because it’s too dark? Nora is the one ordering take out at two in a morning or dragging Lee to some sketchy pizza place or diner because she’s hungry. She’s also the one who wakes him up to get a glass of water with her because it’s too dark. He’ll usually offer to just go for her, but she doesn’t want him to be alone in the dark either.

28) Who writes poems/stories and love songs about the other? Do they sing the songs the write for them? Neither of them write poems/stories/love songs about the other, but they both are happy to serenade the other with an excellent cover of a love song.

29) Who does some crazy stunt to try and impress the other and who ends up driving them to the emergency room after it backfires? Lee is the one attempting to do the crazy stunt, and Nora is laughing her ass off as she drags him through the Floo Network/to the portkey, etc.

30) Who is embarrassed when they have to wear their glasses and who thinks they look super cute? Lee is embarrassed when he has to wear glasses for the first time, and Nora finds him incredibly sexy in them which frequently turns the glasses into more of a prop in the bedroom than an actual seeing aide.

#ship: jordolph #oc: nora randolph #lee jordan x oc #hughstheforcelou

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2-cute-4-school · 5 years ago

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He loved, he really did

Group : NCT

Pairing : Zhong Chenle x f!Reader

Genre : fluff, a pinch of angst? friends to lovers

Word count : 2500

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If there was one thing Chenle just couldn’t understand about his best friend was how oblivious she could be sometimes. Not only did he hint at his crush over her more times than he could count ever since he realized his feelings, but also Jisung, his other best friend who never missed a chance at teasing both of them despite the girl’s confusion. Chenle couldn’t help but feel foolish more often than not, falling in love with Y/N, the kid who ate mud hoping it would taste like chocolate in kindergarten and demonstrated that she may be the only one who could keep up with his odd antics. But Y/N was also the fiercely loyal girl who stayed glued to his side even when Chenle himself believed he didn’t deserve someone like her, the only one who dared to stand up for Jisung when he used to get teased in elementary school because of his shy demeanor and nerdy tendencies, gaining everyone’s respect through her fearless defense over her newly found friend. And all these things made Y/N herself, the one who got Zhong Chenle to love her endlessly.

Chenle’s poor excuses of flirty pick-up lines were always quickly shoot down by even more quirky replies who brought out a faded shade of pink across Chenle’s cheeks. But Y/N never seemed affected by their exchanges which frustrated Chenle to no end, deflating his burst of confidence immediately. Jisung always insisted that Chenle’s attempts were too mild for someone like Y/N who tends to leave a strong impression on anyone accompanied by dropped jaws that almost touch the ground and catch flies.

“So is the basketball match still one or are you going to pussy out last minute?”

Chenle sighed, dragging a hand over his face and tightening the grip he had on his phone. He loved her voice, he really did. It always emanated confidence and you couldn’t help but stop and listen to her words as the entire world seemed to revolve around her in those moments. But when remarks like that left her mouth, Chenle couldn’t help but want to desperately zip it shut.

“Yeah, Y/N, it’s still on, but don’t cry too much when I wipe the floor with your sorry ass.”

“Don’t worry about little ol’ me, big head. I’ll see you at the court at 6.”

And with that, the line went dead. Y/N never left things up for discussion and she never refused a challenge. Another thing that Chenle admired about her. His frustration with his lack of courage only grew even more with every time he fell in love again with her, making his desire to be able to call Y/N ‘his’ almost impossible to suppress.

Chenle complied with her firm demand and trudged towards the basketball court five minutes earlier. He knew from experience he shouldn’t allow Y/N any chance to take him by surprise for every time he did, she left him with an erratic heartbeat that he simply couldn’t control, mentally scolding his heart for betraying him and showing itself on his sleeve at Y/N’s mere gaze.

He fiddled with the ball, bouncing it from hand to hand, twirling it on his finger and stumbling once he caught sight of Y/N. He didn’t feel butterflies in his stomach or his throat closing up and cutting his breath short. No, he felt oddly at home, a warm feeling spreading through him, melting him inside out, dipping his lovesick heart in bittersweet honey.

“Ready to go cry under mommy’s skirt?”

There she goes again.

“I don’t know, Y/N, are you?”

Chenle was convinced this was the reason they could never have nice things.

“I mean, I can accompany you if you’re shy.”

He felt a few hairs fall off his head and he rolled his eyes so hard he could see what was left of his half fried brain.

“Less talking and more dribbling, Y/N.”

Another thing Chenle came to realize that he doesn’t understand about his best friend was her seemingly unlimited supply of energy, which he didn’t take into account when challenging her. While after half an hour of running and blocking and jumping, it was only normal that Chenle’s breathing became heavier, borderline panting and his movements turned somewhat sluggish, but the last thing he wanted was to give Y/N satisfaction for defeating him at his own hobby. But of course, nothing escaped her vigilante eye and she simply couldn’t miss the perfect opportunity to tease him a bit.

“What happened, old man, is your body starting to decay?”

Her shit-eating grin gave him a run for his money. He loved her smile, he really did. It always softened him, bringing out his inner tenderness for the girl that never failed to shine through the thickest of clouds, stealing the sun’s role and making it pale with shame and bow before her feet while she only sported an innocent curl of the lip, a deceiving cuteness that hid her real power. But when her smile only served to mock him, Chenle couldn’t help but want to wipe it off her smug face.

“You wish.”

That went back and forth for a while, neither of them letting up, their competitive personalities soaring up and clashing on the basketball court. But when Y/N forced her luck, blocking him in an almost suffocating way, Chenle let loose and for a moment he forgot he was only playing against Y/N, his best friend, a kid with even less experience in basketball than himself and shoved vigorously against her in order to score a point. His energy burst must have surprised his opponent because he passed by her flawlessly resembling a feather guided by a gentle breeze of wind, jumped as high as his tired muscles allowed and easily scored.

Chenle could only bask in his glory, raising a clenched fist and pumping in through the air, overjoyed by his victory. He felt proud of himself, he demonstrated that at least when it came to his favorite sport there was no way he would ever give up or let himself be beaten.

“YES! Did you see that Y/N? Guess you’ll have to call your mom and-” Chenle twirled around, gripping the ball tightly, a bright grin adorning his glowing face. However, his teasing session was cut short the moment his gaze fell on Y/N, sprawled to the floor, supporting her upper half of the body with her arms which already seemed quite shaky in Chenle’s opinion. Her eyes were wide, sparkling as she stared at him with parted lips, breathing hard. Chenle’s words died in his throat as he realized that maybe he had been too rough, blinded by his desire to prove himself.

“Y/N.”

The ball was dropped, forgotten on the floor, bouncing almost sadly at having been left behind without a care in the world as Chenle rushed over to Y/N. He crouched at her level and hovered over her, too afraid to touch her n case she would get even madder.

‘Well done, Zhong Chenle, you have a crush once in your lifetime and you screw it over before you even stood a chance, well played.’ He could only worry about Y/N who was standing still, following him with her stare, an expression of disbelief painting her features.

“Y/N, are you okay? I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to-”

“Chenle, are you kidding me?! That was so awesome, I’ve never seen you play like that, what the heck possessed you, child?”

It was his turn to freeze as Y/N continued to babble excitedly and praise him in her unique way. On one side he was thrilled because he had succeeded in getting Y/N to acknowledge him and a warm feeling resembling fulfillment spread through his chest at the thought of Y/N priding herself with him, but at the same time he couldn’t ignore the tinge of worry settled in his frantic heart.

“You HAVE to teach me, hear me?”

He was snapped out of him jumbled thoughts by her hands gripping his shoulders and shaking him to gain his full attention. Y/N was smiling so wide her facial muscles must have hurt the earlier sparkle in her eyes only intensified, almost blinding Chenle and drowning him in her charm. He felt as if a fluffy blanket wrapped up his soul, and suddenly he was reminded of too sweet hot chocolate after a snow fight, drunk in the warmth of each other.

“How much will you pay me to?”

She huffed with a pout forming on her lips and he had to fight his urge to just lean over a bit and slot his lips against her, settling their status once and for all. But he only softly wrapped his fingers around her wrists, detaching her from himself when he observed the small, red scratch on her left palm. He tugged on her hand, bringing it closer to his face, inspecting the wound with a frown etched on his face, furrowing his eyebrows.

“You’re hurt.” His voice was small and laced with guilt. Y/N checked her palm too, only now observing the scrape. She still kept her smile, maybe even enlarging it as she met eyes with Chenle.

“You call this hurt? You should see the other guy.”

Chenle could only shake his head, not so surprised at her lack of care. He couldn’t fight off the smile that stretched his lips at Y/N’s fighting spirit as he stood up straight, dragging her with him.

“Let’s go get a band-aid from the pharmacy.”

“Oh yes, you wouldn’t want your one and only to bleed out from this horrifying gash now, would you?”

A trip later to the pharmacy nearby and back, they finally found themselves settled on a bench, partially shadowed by a tree as Chenle stuck the pink band-aid decorated with Hello Kitties over the small scratch, shooting Y/N another apologetic smile. They sat comfortably side by side, watching the sun disappear under the horizon, leaving hues of pink and orange scattered over the darkening sky in a frenzy painting for everyone to admire.

As Chenle turned his head, he watched Y/N from the corner of his eye. She wasn’t doing anything, but somehow she still became the center of Chenel’s universe. The way the dying sun rays danced across her face, kissing her skin delicately left him in a wordless wonder, the scenery above him pales in comparison to his angel sitting just under his fingertips, breathing the same air as him, sharing the same bench with him.

And her eyes, God, her eyes. He loved her eyes, he really did. They were always comforting, he could find his childhood in them, all the laughs and tears they have shared over the years. They reminded him he could be himself, he could let himself show weakness, he could love fearlessly because she would stay by his side unconditionally. But when the colors swayed so wildly over her deep orbs, Chenle couldn’t help but love them the most.

“You know, I take additional charges for starting.”

For once, Chenle didn’t startle as he looked straight into her playful eyes he adored so much. He inhaled deeply before taking a leap of faith in himself.

“Y/N, I love you.”

She only let a small grin grace her features as her index finger unconsciously traced delicate patterns over the back of his hand and Chenle couldn’t be more thankful for her calming habit.

“I love you too.”

Chenle frantically shook his head from side to side, trying not to let the desperation he felt show on his face or seep in his voice.

“No, you don’t understand, I love you”

“Oh”

Silence settled over them once again. But this time it wasn’t comfortable. It was thick and Chenle could almost choke on it, it suffocated him, the bitter feeling it came with tasting bitter in his mouth. He lowered his head, glaring holes into the pavement beneath his feet as regret pooled in his stomach, eating up at him and clouding his mind with hazy, messy thoughts.

He really despised his heart at that moment. He just lost the best thing in his life. He lost her because his heart couldn’t keep away from the forbidden fruit and strayed away on unsafe paths that brought his fall. And there was no turning back now.

Just as he let venomous thoughts invade his judgment, dainty fingers touched his cheek, caressing it lightly as if holding a fragile flower and gently turned his head to come face to face with his most precious treasure. Chenle shakily brought one of his hands over hers, cupping it over his face and caressing her knuckles with his thumb in an attempt to soothe himself.

“Wasn’t that settled already?”

Chenle’s eyes widened significantly.

“What?”

“I thought it was a wordless settlement, that we love each other... in that way. I thought you already knew I love you, in a different way from how I love the sky, a simple curious admiration, and different from how I love Jisung, like a cherished brother, I thought you knew I loved you like I love no one else.”

Chenle was breathless, mind foggy as he tried to take in Y/N’s words and differentiate them from a mere dream, a very vivid one. He couldn’t believe it. He had been having her right under his nose all this time and he was unaware of it. He let her slip away from him at the end of the day without showing her his complete and utter love for her so many times just to find out he had her all along, but he just didn’t realize. Oh, how fate played him this time. Chenle felt overwhelmed all of a sudden, every ounce of love buried deep inside himself that he kept hidden spilled over and there was no stopping him as he cupped her face in his hands, cradling her with such care the sun would have wanted to return just to share this moment with them.

Chenle felt on top of the world, ruling over everything, over his heart and mind after being at war with himself for so long. He felt like they were the only people left on Earth at that moment, a pair of children head over heels in love with each other, and who could deny a love so pure. As they parted for air, he knew that now that he had a taste of heaven, he wouldn’t be able to ever let it go.

“You know, I think I’ll have to charge you more than that, Chenle.”

Y/N’s light teasing only spurred him even more to bring their lips together once more, cherishing every second spent together, making up for the time they wasted like fools.

And it was then and there that Chenle concluded he loved her, he really did.

#nct chenle #nct fluff #nct scenarios #chenle fluff #nct imagines #chenle imagines #chenle scenarios #nct #nct angst #chenle angst #nct fic #chenle fic

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honeypiehotchner · 4 years ago

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Alone Together part three -- Bucky Barnes x Reader (College AU)

It’s been too long! This is all fluff. Pure, tooth-rotting, fluff. You’re welcome. Oh and obviously this is an AU so there’s no fighting in here like in the gif, but I added it because...his face. He’s so hot. That’s how he looks here, if y’all wanted another visual.

Oh, and one more thing! You’ve caught me. I’m too attached to this story to end it here. There will be a few more parts :)))

Summary: While Bucky battles with his feelings, you take a phone call from home that reminds you of reality. And after a few days of hiding, Bucky finally runs into you again.

Another day passes, and Bucky is nowhere to be found.

You feel a little bit like you’ve been thrown back a few centuries. You don’t have his phone number and all you do have is where he lives, but knocking on his door doesn’t seem appealing to you. Because the last thing you want to come across as is desperate.

So, you settle for taking your daily walk alone. At least you can use the time to call your sister.

She answers on the second ring. “Y/N!”

Your smile is out of relief when you hear your sister’s voice, as bubbly and alive as ever, not a trace of tiredness anywhere. “Hey pumpkin. How are you doing?”

“I’m great,” she gushes. “I finished that show you told me about on Netflix. We’ll have to watch it all over together when you get back!”

“Okay,” you chuckle. “We can do that. We’ll have a marathon like we used to.”

“Please!” Your sister exclaims. “When can you come home?”

You sigh, kicking at a pinecone on the ground. “I don’t know.”

“Isn’t it just two weeks? So you could come home next week?”

“Well…” You trail away. You haven’t exactly told your mom or your sister that you ran into some company while staying on campus. They both also assumed you’d be here alone and the plan was, in fact, that you’d spend two or three weeks here in isolation, and then move back home. Because after three weeks of quarantining yourself, you should be okay to go back.

That was the plan. Before you ran into Bucky.

You hate yourself for even leaning toward staying here to be with Bucky, but he can’t go home at all. There are no flights for him and if you leave, then he’s here all by himself, except for Clint. You spent a few days believing you were alone, but even after those few days, you felt yourself slipping.

You don’t know Bucky that well, obviously, but based on what you do know, he seems like someone who would need some sort of physical social interaction before he goes insane. Despite the circumstances, you’ve at least been able to give that to him, all because you both happened to stay here.

But if you leave…

“Y/N?”

“Sorry, pumpkin, I’m here,” you shake your head, trying to regain your focus. “I’ll talk to mom about it, okay? And then I’ll see. I’ll definitely be coming home for summer break, though.”

“But that’s...months away!”

“I know, I know,” you pinch the bridge of your nose. Sometimes you forget that even though she acts extremely mature for her age, she’s still your little sister. She’s still the same girl who cried her eyes out when you moved away to college and who you had to Facetime with every night to keep her sane. She’s relied on you her whole life, as little siblings do, and the two of you are inseparably close. “I don’t want to bring anything home to you,” you add quietly, hoping that will make her understand.

And it does. After a moment, you hear her reply, “I know.”

You look around at the trees, thinking of something that could possibly cheer her up. “Hey, I found this other new show that you should watch.”

“What is it?”

“Well...I was thinking we could watch it together. Netflix party later tonight?”

She gasps, clearly excited, and all traces of sadness have gone. “Please?”

“Of course, pumpkin,” you smile. “I’ll call you around eight?”

“Okay!”

You laugh, glad to see her spirits lifted once again. “I’m gonna go so I can make some lunch. I’ll talk to you later?”

“Love you!” You can still hear her smile.

“I love you too,” you murmur, waiting for her to end the call. It’s a weird unspoken rule that she ends the call first. She always has.

You enter your dorm room once more, shoving your phone in your back pocket. You glance around the common room and see that it’s empty. Normally, this would be a rare sight. Now, though, it’s normal.

It still causes an unsettling feeling to rest in your stomach, though. You were hoping Bucky would’ve been sitting down here.

Your mind wanders as you climb the stairs, wondering if you did something wrong. All you did was tell him to keep his charming ways far, far away from you -- which you meant...at the time. And he has. But you didn’t think that would mean he would hide from you entirely. That was not what you meant at all.

+++

“When I said be yourself, I didn’t mean avoid her like the bubonic plague,” Steve laughs loudly. “If only I was there to see this. Playboy Bucky Barnes has no idea how to act.”

“Remind me why I call you about this stuff?” Bucky grumbles, stuffing his dirty clothes into his hamper, shutting the closet door loudly.

“Because I’m your best friend, and I don’t give you any crap.”

“It sounds like you’re giving me a lot of crap right now.”

“Because you’ve been hiding in your room like a petrified toddler!”

“No, I haven’t,” Bucky replies fiercely. “I’m giving her space.”

“Did she say she wanted space?”

“...not exactly.”

“Then what the hell are you doing, man?”

“I don’t know!” Bucky nearly yells, wishing Steve was on Facetime so he could glare at him. “I have no idea what I’m doing. I told you I’m not cut out for this.”

“For making friends? You’re being ridiculous.”

“This is...This is different.”

“You know you have to get to know someone, like you have to be their friend first before you date them. You know that, right?”

“Yes, but she already told me to not flirt with her.”

“Bucky. She doesn’t know you.”

“She knows plenty about me.”

“Listen, she might know of you because word gets around, and I’m sure she’s heard about you, but she doesn’t know you. Personally. Yourself. If you want to get through to this girl, you’re going to have to show her that. Or quit acting like a child and be strictly her friend if you don’t want to get involved. You’re the only two there. You might as well, at the very least, be friends.”

Bucky knows Steve is right. But it’s so different, trying to just be friends with you. He can’t describe it, because Steve is also right that you don’t know him. And Bucky doesn’t really know you, not really. Obviously jumping right to a relationship right now wouldn’t work. But Bucky can’t figure out how to navigate the stages before one. The friendship. His hands clam up, his guard goes up, he falls right back into his stupid flirty attitude.

He’s going to have to figure it out, though. He’ll never let himself live it down (Steve won’t either, to be fair) if he leaves here not even as your friend.

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As promised, you call your sister back around eight. You set up the Netflix party and venture down to the common room for a change of scenery. And if Bucky is going to keep hiding -- or whatever it is he’s doing -- then you’re at least going to go on as things used to be.

With a blanket around your shoulders and a freshly popped back of popcorn sitting next to you, you start the show, smiling wide as your sister watches intently. This seems to be doing the trick in lifting her spirits and letting her forget about when you’ll come home. You set a reminder in your phone to call your mom tomorrow about it.

You’re dreading it because you know you’ll have to tell her about Bucky or else she’ll ask why your three weeks have started over. But you know she’ll tease you about him because of the simple fact that he is an attractive boy that you’re more or less living with for the time being. It isn’t the same as sharing an apartment because the two of you are in a dormitory, but it might as well be the same with how frequently you two see each other.

Or...saw, you correct yourself. Because you haven’t exactly seen him in a few days.

You focus back on the show, not wanting to risk your sister noticing your momentary train of thought. She’s insanely perceptive, way too good for her age, and it has gotten you in a few tricky situations.

Halfway through the first episode, you think you hear footsteps on the stairwell. But it is around the time that Clint does his rounds, so you think nothing of it.

A few seconds later, Bucky comes skidding to a stop in the doorway of the common room.

It takes you a few moments to notice he’s there, and in those few moments Bucky watches your facial expressions as your laptop screen lights up your eyes. He’s not sure what you’re watching, but with the way it’s making you smile, he’d give his arm to know what it is. Just so he could figure out how to make you smile like that.

When you do look up, you freeze, not expecting Bucky to be there, and moreover, not expecting to catch him already looking at you.

Your sister notices you’re looking away and leans closer to the screen. “What is it?”

You lightly tap the spacebar and pause the show, flashing her a smile. “Uh...nothing. A friend just walked in.”

“Oh,” she replies. “Who is it?”

Well. No escaping now. “His name is Bucky,” you say softly, waving him over.

Bucky’s feet move on their own accord as he walks over, smoothly sliding down on the spot next to you on the couch. You turn your laptop screen to the side, letting your sister see him. He waves with a smile.

“Hi there.”

“Hi Bucky,” your sister replies, not phased at all, which surprises you. “Are you gonna watch the show with us?”

“Uh…” Bucky stammers, looking to you to see if you even want him here, but you surprise him as you nod, mouthing, please. “Okay, yeah. What are we watching?”

Your sister launches into an epic retelling of the first half of the episode (which Bucky has already seen, but he listens as if she’s telling him about her plans to cure cancer). Once she’s finished, you press play, sharing a look with Bucky as things settle back down.

Two episodes go by before either of you notice that you’ve scooted closer. You blame it on the fact that you’re watching Netflix on your laptop, but you don’t shy away when Bucky shifts, his shoulder brushing against yours.

You glance down and notice goosebumps on his arms. Instead of saying something aloud -- because you know he’ll have something to say -- you silently lean forward and tug on the blanket, nudging Bucky’s arm. He has no idea what you’re doing until you give him a look that essentially tells him he better take the blanket. He does without argument.

Another episode passes and your head is leaned on Bucky’s shoulder. You’re too focused on the show and not falling asleep that you don’t notice your sister’s small smile.

Before the next episode can start, your sister lets out what can only be described as a painfully fake yawn, stretching her arms over her head before announcing that she should get some sleep. It’s barely eleven at night, but you let her go, knowing you’ll hear all about this tomorrow when you call your mom.

You close your laptop and slide it off your lap, leaning your head back on Bucky’s shoulder. He hopes you can’t hear his heart beating as loud as it is. He feels like it might break one of his ribs any second now.

“Sorry about that,” you murmur. “She can get over excited sometimes.”

“I thought it was sweet,” Bucky replies. “That’s your little sister?”

“Yep,” you smile. “She really wants me to come home, so we compromised with this.”

Bucky ignores the tight feeling in his chest. “When are you going home?”

“I don’t know yet,” you answer truthfully, lifting your head from his shoulder.

Bucky hides his look of disappointment as best he can.

“I’m gonna call my mom tomorrow,” you continue, pushing away the fleeting thought nagging at you for telling him any of this. “I just want to be sure it’s safe before I do.”

“I understand,” Bucky says quietly. He doesn’t want you to go -- or to even think about you leaving, but he knows it’s unrealistic to not think about it.

“What about you?” You ask, craning your neck to look at him. You could probably scoot away from him to make it easier, but you don’t want to. Your mind screams at you some more for that.

He shakes his head. “It’ll be months before I can. My family doesn’t want me to come back and get it. I’m safer here right now, and they want me to stay.” He pauses, shrugging half-heartedly. “So I guess I’m staying for a while.”

You frown. “I’m sorry.”

He shakes his head again. “It’s okay. I understand where they’re coming from. It’s like how you’re staying here -- for now -- for your sister. You want her to be safe, that’s all.”

“Yeah,” you nod. “It’s still tough, though. I miss her.”

“She misses you,” he replies. “I could tell.”

“She really does,” you agree. “We’ll probably watch Netflix every night together now.” You pause. “You can join us, you know. She seemed to like you.”

“Did she?”

“Believe it or not, she doesn’t normally let someone else in on our Netflix parties. You’re a good one, apparently.”

“Huh,” Bucky smiles, trying not to smile too big, but he fails. “If she’ll have me, then I’d love to join.” He looks down at you, his smile morphing into a grin. “If you’ll have me too, of course.”

“Duh,” you snicker, lightly shoving his chest. “Where have you been, by the way?”

Bucky hesitates. Steve’s voice rings in his head. You’re gonna have to open up. That starts here, he supposes. “I uh...I thought you wanted some space,” he says softly. “I thought I came on too strong and you asked me to tone it down, so I was-- I was trying to do that.” You stay quiet, so he continues. “I didn’t want to overstep or anything -- and I’m sorry if I did, it won’t happen again, I swear.”

You stop him before he can apologize anymore. “You didn’t overstep at all, I promise, but thank you anyway for the apology,” you smile gently.

“Okay, cool,” he breathes deeply. “Or-- You’re welcome.”

You stare at him in disbelief, watching him stutter and stumble over his words. It’s something you never thought you’d ever see James Barnes do in front of someone like you. But here he is, stammering, apologizing, sincerity all over his face.

“Bucky...I’ve got a confession,” you blurt before you can stop yourself. “I thought you were different. A lot different.”

“What?”

“I told you to tone it down because I thought you just-- I thought you wanted a hookup. That’s your thing, you know. Everyone knows it is,” you murmur and Bucky watches with guilt clouding his features. “So when I realized you were stuck here, too, I just thought you’d try it with me, too. I’ve avoided you for so long so you would never get the idea, but...being stuck here with no one else, I thought all my defenses were gone.

“But you’re not…You’re not like that. Or you haven’t been to me. So I’m sorry for having that misconception. It wasn’t fair to you.”

“Thank you…?” He replies hesitantly. “I think?”

Your heart is beating rapidly as you think about what you want to tell him next. But is it worth it? Something about the way he’s been acting, the different side of himself that you’ve seen -- it makes you think it is.

“Bucky, I avoided you because I had a raging crush on you,” you laugh, hoping your laughter will diffuse the situation if he’s uncomfortable.

But Bucky isn’t uncomfortable. He’s in disbelief. “You...what?”

“I know, I know, prime time to tell you, too, after we just watched a TV show with my little sister,” you shake your head, sitting up to move away. He definitely doesn’t feel the same, but that’s not the point. You needed to get it off your chest for yourself. “And you’re-- Sorry, I should’ve prefaced that with the fact that I’m not expecting anything. I just needed to get that out for me--”

“Y/N...I…” Bucky pauses. “I like you. A lot.”

Now you’re in disbelief. “What?” James Barnes, resident fuckboy, liking a girl like you? Unheard of. Impossible, even.

“I do,” he nods vigorously, sitting up further to be at your eye level again. “It’s why I’ve been so-- I’ve been a wreck, frankly, and that’s why. You can ask Steve, so you know I’m not shittin’ you, but I swear, I like you. So much that I’ve been so damn worried about screwing it up.”

How could he be worried about messing things up? “You haven’t,” you shake your head. “Screwed things up, I mean.”

“Thank God,” Bucky breathes, running his fingers through his hair. “Okay, well, I know this is...probably kind of forward, so you can definitely tell me no, but...would you wanna go on a date with me?”

You nearly laugh, but catch yourself, not wanting him to get the wrong idea. “I mean, yes, but,” you furrow your eyebrows. “Where?”

“We don’t need to go somewhere to have a date,” he replies simply. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it.”

You don’t like the sound of that because you don’t like anyone taking control, but it’s Bucky, so you nod. You cave. “Okay. What time? It can’t run into Netflix party time, she’d kill the both of us.”

“Of course not,” he shakes his head. “Before. I’ll come pick you up.”

You raise an eyebrow. “You’ll pick me up?”

“Yeah,” he replies, some confidence seeping back in as he grins. “I’ll knock on your door, you know, as a gentleman should.”

“I never thought I’d hear you talk about being a gentleman,” you admit.

“I’m always a gentleman,” he defends himself gently. “You’ll see. I’ll show you, I swear. I won’t screw it up.”

“I don’t think you will,” you say quietly, meaning it, and scaring yourself that you do.

The two of you share a look before Bucky stands to his feet, holding out his hand. You stare at it, skeptical, before placing your hand in his.

“I’m walking you to your door,” he explains, noticing your confusion as he picks up your laptop for you in his free hand. He pauses, a moment of panic as he wonders if this is too much. “If that’s okay.”

“Yeah,” you squeeze his hand. “It’s okay.”

You never thought Bucky could be this sweet, but he’s behaving like it’s his nature. He walks you up the staircase, waiting at the edge for you to guide him in the direction of your room. And as promised, he drops you at your door.

“Thank you,” you smile, taking your laptop from him. “Do you want my number?”

“Oh.” Red tints his cheeks. “Sure.”

You snicker quietly as he hands you his phone. You type in your number and send yourself a text, a simple “hi” so you’ll know it’s Bucky’s number.

“See you tomorrow?” You say quietly.

“Yeah,” he nods. “I won’t hide anymore.”

“Good,” you murmur.

Stepping forward, you rest your free hand on his chest as you press a kiss to his cheek, wondering where you got the nerve. But the grin on Bucky’s lips and the blush dusting his cheeks makes it all worth it.

#Bucky Barnes #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x reader #college au #and they were quarantined #fluff #all fluff #so much fluff #angst if you squint i guess #marvel fanfiction #marvel fanfic #marvel au #james buchanan bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #this probably has two or three more parts in it #because i'm too attached #i'm a FOOL #anyway love y'all #<3

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semicielo · 5 years ago

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𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐈𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞

⇢A/N: the name was the most difficult thing to write this thing, heavenly inspired in Monthly Girls Nozaki-kun.

Summary ⇢ Iwaizumi Hajime has a crush on the mysterious and quiet classmate (l/n) (y/n), so finally one day he decided to tell (y/n) his feelings for her. But what happens when the things don’t go as Iwaizumi planned?

Pairing: Iwaizumi Hajime x fem Reader

Genre: fluff-comedy.

Disclaimer: some insinuations but nothing happens, don’t want to spoil you but Iwa is really confused.

He was going to do it, he was going to confess his love for her, for the moment the things were going as he planned, he was alone with (y/n) at the classroom, thanks to Oikawa’s help (y/n) friends were distracted with the boy.

(Y/n) was looking out the window, the sun light was making her skin glow and eyes look sparkle, he gulp getting closer where the girl was standing.

“(l/n)-San!”

“Uh?” She looked at him fixing a rebel stead of hair “what is it?”

Walking a few steps he stood in front of the girl, clenching his fist, he can do it, he was the ace of the volleyball team, and the best guy at sports, it was almost impossible to lose this “fight”

“(l/n)-San!”

She tilt her head waiting for the boy to say something else than her name, she was being patient and a little bit concerned, was Iwaizumi ok? He looked nervous, almost sweating and making an effort, “you are so cool Iwaizumi” even if he was nervous the masculinity he gave off was amazing.

“I-I found you interesting and admirable, I’m here for whatever you need!”

“Uh... what do you mean?”

What the hell did he just said? The use of words was terrible, and his feelings were incorrectly transmitted, he needed to fix that right now.

“(l/n)-San I wasn’t try-“

“Iwaizumi” she hold both of the boy’s hand squeezing them with hers and getting closer to his body “you mean it right?”

“Uh, mean what?” He couldn’t help but blush, she was too close.

“That you’re going to be for whatever I need! Is that true?”

He saw a chance and he need to took it.

“Yes it’s true!”

“Then... please come to my apartment!”

“Wait wait wait” he grabbed the girl’s shoulder pushing her a little “your being really fast (l/n)”

“Wow! You’re really strong!”

“I’m sorry!” He loosened his grip “but going to your apartment? That’s going too fast don’t you think? And it’s getting dark...”

“Mmm I don’t mind, I think I’m safe with you!”

His heart was beaten like a crazy, the girl he likes, likes him back? That wasn’t really clear, but the point is that now he was going to (y/n)’s apartment, the girl took her bag and he did the same, she looked at him and smiled while grabbing his arm dragging Iwaizimi out of the classroom.

“I live really close! So we can have a walk!”

Walking though the halls Iwaizumi saw Oikawa with (y/n) friends talking, the boy was looking at his direction while the group of friends had their backs, the brunette winked at Iwaizumi when he notice that (y/n) was grabbing his arm.

“Good luck Iwa-Chan” he thought.

The walk to (y/n) apartment was... intriguing? Way different of what he was expecting, it was basically the girl asking him a lot of question like “do you workout a lot? What’s your routine? Do you eat healthy food? How much weight can you lift?” And also she giving him a lot of information of himself “I saw you playing volleyball! You are really good, you play other sports too! It’s amazing I saw you beating your teammate, the one that looks like a puppy, you are so amazing Iwaizumi being the ace of the team it’s really cool! Sometimes I go to your match”

She thought he was cool and amazing, so those are good things, his heart can’t stop beating like crazy even if his facial expressions were serene, and (y/n) was still grabbing his arm, the girl’s touch was firm but still delicate, her perfume was really nice, sweet but not cloying.

“Your perfume is-“

“We’re here!”

They enter to a really nice building, and took the elevator, finally the girl stopped holding his arm but she was still saying close to him and the elevator wasn’t small, the silence was invading the atmosphere but (y/n) break it.

“You were about to tell me something right? I’m sorry for interrupt you, I just got really excited that you’re with me now”

Iwaizumi cheeks felt hot, so maybe he was blushing, and maybe (y/n) noticed it and found it cute.

“I was saying that” he clear his throat “that your perfume smells really nice, it suit you”

The elevator stop and the doors open, this time (y/n) took Iwaizumi hand intertwining their fingers to walk again.

“Her hand fits perfectly”

“Aw thank you! It was a gift” they stopped in front of a door, (y/n) took a key from her pocket and open the door “ta-dah! This is my home, if you go straight you’ll find the living room, I’m going to take this clothes off, I’ll be back”

She leave him alone, he walk as she said and sat on the floor.

“(y/n) said she was going to take her clothes off...” he whispers.

Realizing that fact his eyes open up for the surprise, what was he going to do? He remember Oikawa bragging about his intimate moments with his girlfriend, but Iwaizumi always shut him down, and even when Matsukawa and Hanamaki saying his flirty things, now he was regretting for ignoring all the “stupid things” his friends said.

“Should I take off my clothes too?” He took off his blazer and loosen his tie.

“Oh! You are so fast Hajime!”

Were they already in first name basis? Iwaizumi looked at (y/n), she was wearing an oversize shirt with shorts, she also had some papers, pencils and a camera, she went ahead and sit next to him arranging things on the table.

“Well, take your shirt off”

“What? Only me?!”

(Y/n) flushed and start stuttering “you uh- wh-y do you want m-e to tak-e off my clothes?” She hug herself.

“Wait” he thought paper, pencils, camera, she asking him about his workout routine... is that some kink? “(l/n)-San, what’s going on? What are we going to do?” He mumbled.

“I thought you knew... you said you admired me? I thought you knew what I do”

“I said that but- what do you do (l/n)-San?”

“Uh, seriously you don’t know? I’m a mangaka”

“What?”

“I thought you knew! Hajime! Why else were you gonna tell me that you admired me and that you’ll help me in whatever I need?! And now you want me to take my clothes off...” her voice got lower “pervert”

“I’m not a pervert!” He yells “I like you! (l/n)”

Iwaizumi was blushing, (y/n) eyes open in amusement, she looked down avoiding the boy’s glaze and start playing with her fingers.

“I- Uh my manga is published on that monthly shōnen magazine, is the one about volleyball and-“

“So that’s why you are always going to the matchs and some practices” he interrupted.

“Yes, I focused a lot of you, I like to draw you, and I thought you were aware that I’m draw manga, because I told some classmates but no one believe me...”

He remember that, she told some group of classmates but she looked so cute and with her innocent appearance no one believe that (y/n) was the person behind that manga.

“...So when you told me that you were going to help me in whatever I need I just guess that you accept to be my model...no offense but that didn’t see as a love confession” she finally look up connecting their eyes together “but I like you too Hajime, even if we haven’t talk a lot...I want to know more about you”

“That means...”

“I don’t know I’m a shōnen person but I’m pretty sure you have to ask me something”

“Oh yes! (l/n)-“

“(y/n)”

“(y/n) please be my girlfriend”

“Hajime, please be my boyfriend”

She had a smiling face, Iwaizumi cupped (y/n) cheeks to give her a kiss, it was a cute first kiss, it lasted like four seconds and that was enough for Iwaizumi to feel her fluffy lips, he rest his forehead against her and close his eyes.

He did it.

“Now that you are my boyfriend, can you be my model too?”

Guess everyone has their priorities, but at least he got a girlfriend, the girl he likes.

#iwaizumi hajime x reader #iwaizumi x reader #hajime iwaizumi #hq iwaizumi #haikyuu!! iwaizumi #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu!! x reader #reader insert #hq #hq x reader #iwaizumi imagine #iwaizumi fluff #iwa chan #iwaizumi scenarios #hajime x reader #hajime iwaizumi x reader

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spookysprincesa · 5 years ago

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Open Wounds (Oscar Diaz x reader)

Request: can you do a fic where the reader is monse’s older sister and she meets with spooky to get cesar out the gang

Word Count: 1282

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You couldn’t possibly let Ruby, or “Ruben” do this. He wasn’t man enough, let alone person enough to face a head gang member in order to convince him to let his beloved hermanito leave the gang he had just jumped him into. But you would try anyway. The youngsters, especially Monse, were counting on you.

So before you would go to college you determinedly walked into the direction of the Diaz’ house. Numerous beer bottles from last night’s get-together were spread out on the lawn, the rancid sofa looking more shabby than ever. Oscar would be waiting for you in the backyard, so Cesar had told you, so you wasted no time to go and find him there.

Mexican rap music was playing when you stepped through the gate while your heartbeat did increase a little more than expected. At first you hadn’t at all been anxious about the idea of having to face Oscar, but you had to admit, now your nerves were kicking in. Oscar and you had always been on a friendly, sometimes flirty basis, and had always met you on eye level. That was the main reason for agreeing to this expedition in the first place.

It didn’t take long for him to show up, as if he was smelling a stranger on his property, his natural protective instinct kicking in.

Apparently, he had decided to confront you in all his glory. Shirtless, his bald head freshly shaved, a cigarette stuck behind his right ear, he nodded towards you. Now that the first step was done- actually going to face him- your pulse decreasingly slowed down, loosening the knot in your stomach you hadn’t noticed had been forming.

Oscar took some old trash cans and turned them around opposite of each other to give you a space to sit. He took a seat first, watching your every movement, like a wolf observing his prey.

You sat down while your face seemed to regain some colour, at least you thought so, and gulped, looking directly into Oscar’s eyes, mirroring his expression. You hated to admit he looked somehow superior, and you made a mental note to do so as well next time. If there was a next time.

“So, what’s up, Ma?” Oscar eventually spoke, the first words yet on this particularly sunny and warm day. The sun was shining onto your head, leaving you with a kind of encouraging feeling. You got this.

“You care about your brother, right, Oscar?” You asked, raising your chin slightly to ooze some of your well prepared self-confidence. Using Spooky’s birth name was your tactic to soften him up a little. His facial expression in turn hardened.

“What kind of question is that? `Course I do!” Oscar crossed his muscular arms in front of his chest and rose one eyebrow. This was going to take a wrong turn.

“Okay, well, why did you jump him in then? How could you? If you love him one bit you wouldn’t have done it!” You barked, anger brooding up inside you. Your initial plan, which consisted of staying calm and neutral, was out the window once he decided to be defensive. Plus you cared for Cesar too much already to just let this go now.

Oscar chuckled, shaking his head. “No, let me ask you a question, princesa,” he spoke, leaning forward so he was very close to your face now. His words didn’t even try to hide his disapproval and even accusation.

“What do you know about Cesar? What do you know about los Santos?” His eyes were dark and hooded, his thick eyelashes were barely making them visible. Before you had the chance to reply, Oscar continued.

“Exactly- nothing. Don’t go around and try to interfere in someone else’s family business. You don’t know shit. You are safe and sound with your loving Mum and Dad and your innocent sister, a career waiting for you, and you want to tell me about responsibility?” With every word he inched closer to your shocked face, adding, “Didn’t your Mummy teach you girls some manners? What did she teach you at all, hm? Maybe not such a perfect family after all.”

He couldn’t have known it, but he had just twisted the knife in your biggest, deepest wound. The only wound that was still open, the one thing that made you vulnerable. Tears were dwelling up in your eyes and as a reaction, you quickly rose to your feet, all the blood leaving your head so fast it made you dizzy. Grabbing your bag, you turned away from Oscar and headed for the gate, tears blurring your vision. Before you could reach the front yard, Oscar had caught up with you and grabbed your arm.

“Hey, Ma, qué pasó?” His voice, rough and firm just a minute ago, was now soft and calm. His hand wandered from your upper arm to your hand, giving it a squeeze.

“Nothing, just leave it. I won’t bother you again,” you sobbed, trying your best to hide your tears. Crying in front of Oscar Diaz was on top of your lists of things you wanted to avoid.

“Nah, come on. You ain’t crying ‘cause of nothing, Ma. Did I say somethin’ wrong?”

It was almost too much for your heart, Oscar trying to be sensitive, trying to gain your trust.

“I don’t really want to talk about it,” you muttered, wiping the tears away from your cheeks. God, your eyes were probably looking all puffy now. Everyone at college would know you have been crying.

Oscar loosened his grip on your hand and with your breathing more steady, you turned to face him.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to- y’know…” He scratched the back of his head, almost embarrassed, looking genuinely apologetic.

“It’s fine, you couldn’t know. I guess we both don’t know a lot about each other, eh?” A tiny smile worked its way up to your lips and you could’ve sworn there was a sparkle appearing in Oscar’s eyes. He chuckled deeply, nodding. “Yeah, I guess so. Interested in changing that?”

Words couldn’t describe how quickly millions of thoughts were whizzing through your brain in one tenth of a second after Oscar had said those words. You probably stood there like a deer caught in the headlights, not able to get a single word out. Awkward much?

Oscar must’ve realized you were quite surprised at his offer, so he took control of the situation.

“I’m here tonight, Cesar’s out. There’s some leftover tacos and beer in the fridge. You’re welcome to come ‘round.” He grabbed the cigarette from behind his ear and stuck it between his full lips, rummaging through his pockets for a lighter. You watched carefully as he lit the cigarette and took a deep drag.

“I’ll think about it,” you replied, still not fully aware of that might be.

“Cool,” Oscar nodded, and winked at you cheekily before turning and disappearing in the garden shed.

You straightened your clothes and took a deep breath. Oscar Diaz had just offered you to come to his place for tacos, beer and meaningful conversations. This was hard for you to process, so you decided to set it aside in your head and focus on a long day at college.

Sitting in class a while later, a message from an unknown number appeared on your phone screen.

Hey there, got your number from C. Offer’s still on for tonight, I kinda already look forward to it. Let me know if you can make it. O x

You smiled at his choice of words and the gesture altogether, part of you already knowing where you were going to spend the evening.

#oscar diaz #on my block #spooky diaz #oscar diaz x reader #spooky diaz x reader

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