#hope shes okieee

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"chasing is a bit of a strong word, don't you think?" harley asked as she tilted her head at just the slightest, taking another step closer to the other. "especially with the way i've seen you show up at my doorstep lately."

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"don't act like you don't enjoy this little cat and mouse game.. if you didn't you still wouldn't be here chasing after a good time with me."

[limerlove]

#002: CHARMER AND THE SNAKE.

❝ ABBY!ANDERSON SERIES ❞

warnings. eighteen+, nsfw content: camgirl!abby, jealousy themes, dom!reader, messy reader, slight dub-con (alchohol involved by both parties), tw #strapsex, spitting, use of vibrator, fingering, cunnilingus. i promise the slow burn will pay off, and abby will be doing camgirl things next chapter. okieee hope you like this byeeee :')

....AND THEY WERE ROOMATES, she’s always been just abby to you. best friends and thick as thieves. sweet as can be, breathing shy naivety with each one she takes — a walking angel on earth. a gentle reminder of what’s good but looks can be so convincing….can’t they?

wc. 3k

Abby has to pretend it doesn’t hurt. That she feels nothing at all. Even if it’s not true, it’s what she tells herself to help her sane…whole…as mentally sound as she could be. The smell of booze, weed, and sweat fills the room. You didn’t want her to come tonight, insisted you did once you’d been caught and now Abby knows why. It feels more wounded knowing this is what you wanted tonight, why you dressed so nice tonight, splitting Abby into two. 

With an anxious mind, Abby wonders what she did to deserve this. As you cling onto the woman like a vice, your tongue getting lost in her mouth as you pull on her hair, the girl’s back arching as you do so, molding herself to your touch. The black mini skirt your paramour wore riding up so high, her ass nearly full on display but she didn’t really care, not when you were making her feel like that. More than the sharpest blade, it guts her when your head tilts back as the mysterious nips and sucks at your neck, making you moan in the process. 

Abby swallows the poison as it deteriorates her from the inside out. Swallowing her whole as she watches you with someone else. Pretending to have a facade is one thing, but actually being convinced of it is another. Whether it’s you, herself, or both? She’s not sure. 

It’s clear as day, as crystal as the reflection in her window, why you didn’t want her here. The slight argument the two of you had divulged right before you arrived here confused her in all honesty. Truthfully, she wasn’t supposed to see you and your companion tucked in a small corner in the basement. Your body framed against the wall as the woman grinds against you, using your thigh to get off. 

You. 

Discomfort fills her immensely, watching you with someone else. Even if she should feel happy for you, you’re her best friend, she can’t. She won’t. The jealousy courses through her veins, especially when you moan into the mysterious woman’s mouth as the succubus sinks into your neck. Tilting your head back with your eyes shut, you let the stranger grope your ass through the fabric of your trousers. 

Abby doesn’t know what’s worse. You’re not noticing her presence or the fact she’s being subjected to watch. Tragically distracted, Abby doesn’t notice the men circling around her. Until they are in her face trying to get the blonde’s attention. It makes her feel uneasy. 

Undeniably, the men flirt with her as if they are owed pieces of her, scrambling for an inch of the shy girl, the one no one seems to want. She knows the interest only takes place under her guise of experience, more so lack thereof. 

With their overzealous palms, sinful hands paw at her as if these men are owed pieces of her, tugging on her blonde braid, touching her arm — anyone could see how uncomfortable she’s become. Abby isn’t one to pay attention to, not at all really, it’s not until she says no again does it catch your attention. Unintentionally, she’s loud about it, without even meaning to be. Now, you feel completely sober. Even if your lips and neck are slightly stained with lipstick from the woman who was dry humping you until kingdom come, you could hear Abby’s cries in a sea of a thousand cries. 

With a heavy foot, she charges at them, shoving the man pack slightly. 

“She said fucking no.” You practically bite at the group. 

“We’re just messing around. Tell your little watchdog they can back down.” 

You take a step forward to knock the little bitch off his feet, but Abby catches your wrist before your fist could fully swing.  

“It’s not worth it. Can we just go?” Reluctantly, you nod but before the threat leaves your lips. “Touch her again and you’ll fucking regret it.” 

Sliding your hand into hers, you shoulder check the two men, making them split while you have Abby in tow. Abby turns to see the death glare of the century being passed her way, the girl you had just been exchanging tonsils with not believing you had left for well — Abby. 

Now with her face visible, you can see her clear as day, Francesca. More difficult than before, Abby finds it even more difficult to not let her heart swarm with envy especially when it comes to someone she can’t stand at all. Francesca is everything she’s not. The brunette oozes the confidence, the blueprint of extraordinary femininity. When she walks into a room, everyone turns to look at her. Unlike how Abby standardly feels, entirely visible from her. Easily, the blonde blends in every room she steps foot in, her thick sweaters and pants with her plain sneakers don’t leave much to remember. 

Then, there is Francesca. 

Everyone knows from the moment she steps in, she’s the hottest woman there. With her short skirts exhibiting her undeniable ass, her perky tits she always loves to put on display, and then there’s that goddamn smile. As if it was created by the finest god themselves, she can lure anyone into her venus trap and she damn near has. In the final year of uni, Francesca has been hellbent on you. Dropping and closing out the bar that you work at, Abby has even seen it herself a few times. 

It was easy to spot. Abby had even seen Francesca undo multiple buttons when she noticed you were here, you take it with grace, always politely declining saying you aren’t interested. Was this just all for show? Did you not want her to know your true intentions so you keep buried and concealed from her prying eyes? Clearly, you were interested in the perfectly put together princess. Abby really couldn’t even blame you, Francesca was the one of the most beautiful women she’s ever seen and Francesca didn’t give up until she had what she wanted. 

An insatiable need you seemed willing to fill tonight, the stars aligned for the siren, getting off on your thighs before you were so rudely interrupted, in her hazel eyes anyways. Abby didn’t really understand why you stopped what you were doing, she could handle herself with ease. The last thing she needed was an upset Francesca with a new target for her unhinged rage. 

As you pull her outside, the abandoned patio and the steady fire raging in the autumn air, instantly she checks if you’re alright. Deeply, Abby hates how she can smell Francesca. It’s not your scent comforting her it’s the woman you would have fucked in the nearest bathroom if she hadn’t been so loud, interrupting you in the process. Would you have bent her over the counter, stuffing her fingers full of you? Or maybe you would have sunk to your knees with your mouth latched onto her clit as you praised the succubus at the altar of your sins. 

Even if she knows she shouldn’t, Abby pokes at the bear. 

“I’m fine. You can go back to Francesca, I’m fine.” Abby bites, trying to conceal the sharpness in her tone, but she does nothing but expose it. 

“I might’ve believed you if you hadn’t said it twice.” 

“Don’t act like you don’t want to be with her. I’m surprised your tongue didn’t get sucked into her mouth permanently.” 

It’s dangerous for Abby to say these things. To let her anger show in front of you so clearly like this. If she wants to preserve the relationship you have with each other, she really should do a better job at disguising how she feels. The jealousy is bleeding green, her blood dripping all over you, staining you until you have to scrub out every last drop. Hearing you moan her name possessed her with a claim she shouldn’t have over you but now she can’t stop herself from branding you as hers. 

— 

Even you had to admit, things had gotten out of hand. You’d been so hellbent on getting Abby out of your mind, needing a break from her constant, figurative teasing, the repetitive dreams she kept having of your best friend. You need to get her out of your system but it was just your luck she had seen you with someone else. The stupidly cute pout, lips turned downwards perfectly as she fails to hide how she truly feels. 

”It’s fine. I’m just going to take an uber and go home. I’m sorry for ruining your night.” Abby gets up but you follow her, not wanting her to be alone when she’s this upset. 

“You didn’t ruin anything.” You try to convince her but she’s not really listening, her mind is far gone — away from you.

“I think I just wanna be alone. It’s been a long week anyways, probably wasn’t a great idea to come out, you know?” You nod at her words, watching as she leaves. You should have gone after her but you don’t. Ever since you saw her in a way you shouldn’t, everything between the two of you has been rocky. A dynamic shift you weren’t quite prepared for. You think about leaving, the rest of the night will just be a bust, you grab another drink. Trying to drown your senses in shitty alcohol, just enough for you to not hate yourself for making her feel like shit. 

Thankfully you’re walking out of the house party but Francesca finds you before you can. It’s her home, her space, and it would be so fucking easy. There’s no denying, clearly, you’d been all over. It wasn’t just tonight either. “C’mon, you can’t leave now! The party’s just starting.” 

“I’m pretty beat, might just call it a night.” 

“How about one more drink? Can’t leave without having a drink with the host.” Meticulously, she places a hand on your sternum before pulling you towards her by the waistband of your trousers. Maybe she can help you forget about all of it and you’re too weak to say no. 

You should leave. You really should. 

“Alright, one more couldn’t hurt.” 

Three tequila shots in, for the two of you, is all it takes. Francesca‘s kind enough to lend you a harness and dildo so you can fuck her pretty face into the mattress. You slap her ass as you deliver a particularly hard thrust of your cock, watching her pretty cunt swallow you whole. It’s sloppy, wet, and fuck is she the perfect little slut for you. Deliciously, she meets your thrusts as she fucks her ass back onto your baby blue cock. The harness creates just enough friction each time she back up on you, rubbing against your clit as she does. 

“God, I didn’t think you’d be this good.” Francesca can’t help but look back at you and she’s glad she does. It’s just in time to see you spit on her pucker hole, teasing her lightly with your thumb. Grabbing a hold of her hips, making sure your grip is firm as you pull her back over and over, making the pretty brunette take every single inch of you. 

“What was that? I don’t think I heard you.” Francesca slumps, her moans could be heard throughout the house, you’re sure and fuck is your ego incredibly stroked as you make the girl everyone wants to fuck see stars. “You know what you’ve been doing, chasing me down, not letting me leave. Stupid brat. Couldn’t leave without feeling me inside you, huh?” 

“Yes, yes!” Francesca screams, wanting every in the house to know you’re the one fucking her. She’s lost in the moans you’re giving her, she feels so close, so fucking close to cuming all over your cock. No one has ever fucked her to bliss so quickly, she can practically taste the orgasm on the tip of her tongue. Francesca needs it more than the air she breathes. 

But you slip out of her, maneuvering her body so she’s on her back, you suck on her tits, marking them up as she arches into you. Francesca bucks her hips into as she grips onto your hair and pulls. “What’d you stop?” 

You don’t answer her. Not verbally. 

Grabbing her legs, you lift lightly and push forward, “Grab them.” Her knees land near her head as Francesca is fully exposed for you. 

Maybe this is what you need to get Abby out of your mind. Just one fucking night of rough fucking to get you off her mind. So, it’s what you do. Sinfully, you spit on her dripping cunt, enjoying the way her body shivers. With your fingers, you let them slip into her folds, she’s so wet, you slip right in. Her cunt takes your fingers with ease, she whimpers the moment you’re penetrating her with skilled fingers. Carefully using your thumb, you circle her clit, Francesca squirming for more. More fingers, more of your cock — she’s not sure which she needs but she’s craving to come undone around you. 

“Such a pretty cunt you have, huh?” In your drunken haze, the lines begin to blur, and all you are golden waves and bright eyed blues staring right back at you. You imagine these are her tits, your ass, and her pussy. All of it belongs to her, it isn’t Francesca, it’s Abby. Doubling down on your pace, you fuck her like your life depends on it. Francesca is just as inebriated as you, not caring about anything but you bringing her body to the edge she so desperately craves. It’s criminal how much she needs to cum in your mouth, on your face, and wants you to swallow every last drop. 

But you have something different in mind. 

Your fingers slip out of her before they are replaced with your cock, spreading her legs so she’s folded in half, her legs in the air as you split her pussy, coaxing it to bend to your will. Her furrowed eyebrows and pout reminds you of Abby, how she takes it in your dreams with no questions asked. It’s what you crave but you’ll settle for another pretty girl, even if it’s not the one you want. You’d ruin Abby, destroy her precious heart into a million pieces without even trying to. 

The girl beneath you? You’re more than willing to break her down into nothing. Truth be told, you could care less if she likes you or not, you just need to fuck your need for Abby out of your system. If you’re getting your fill elsewhere, you’ll be able to control yourself. Right? 

With a firm grip on the headboard, you plow into her like she’s the farmer’s daughter, her grip barely able to hold her legs together as Francessa's head slumps into an awkward angle. The sound of the headboard hitting her wall makes her cunt gush with need, she feels it dripping off her ass, her slick being fucked out of and into her at the same time. 

“I-I need to c-cum. Please.” 

“Do you think you’ve earned it?” You slap her clit, enjoying the way her entire body shakes. 

“I’ve been good, so good for you. Don’t you hear how good I’ve been.” The weeping cries from her pussy are even louder. You know she’s close. It won’t be long before she comes around your cock. 

“Yeah, you have been good, huh? Then be a good girl and cum around my cock.” 

Francesca needs nothing else. Swiftly, her arms circle around your neck, bringing your lips to hers as she cums, shoving her tongue down your throat she moans into your mouth as you fuck her through her euphoric high. You think that’ll be the end of it, you slip out of her as you take the harness off but she pushes you to lay back on the bed. 

“What are you doing?” 

“Making you cum, obviously.” 

“You really don’t have to I’m—” She slurps at your cunt like it’s her last meal, shutting you up in the process. “You were saying?” 

Your silence is answer enough as you thread your fingers through her hair, shoving her face in your cunt as she sucks your bundle of nerves into her swollen lips. Giving the wanted pearl all the affection in the world, starting off the small kitten licks and sucks until she’s tasting your divine slick, letting it coat her tongue entirely.

Francesca halts for a moment, grabbing the vibrator on the dresser, before holding it to your clit. Her gleeful smile is wicked as she watches you, whimpers slipping off your tongue as she lets you ride her fingers. “Yeah, I’m not just a pretty face, baby.” 

The setting starts off slow, tedious, but then the kinky brunette amps up the speed. 

“Do you want another finger, baby?” 

“Yes.” You cry out, she slips another inside you, deliciously pressing on the spot deep within you. Once she’s found it, she continues to press on it over, and over, and over. 

“So confident all the time but you’re really just a moaning bitch who likes to be fucked?” 

“Watch it.” You demand. 

“Or what?” 

With a wild smirk, her eyes blissed out as she watched the goddess beneath her buck her hips, she maxed out of the speed on the vibrator until it’s buzzing on your clit. It’s the final nail in the coffin to send you into overdrive. You have no control over your entire body as it you seize and moan, unable to stop yourself from the not so subtle cry. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck……Abbyyyyyy.” 

Francesca doesn’t freeze, doesn’t even push away from you like you half expect her to. No, she doesn’t do any of it. All she does is fuck you through your high, allowing you the same kind of pleasure you granted her. Your eyes shut the entire time as you imagine your best friend, the one person you can’t have, bringing you to completion. Eventually, Francesca lets off, walking to her closet to slip shirt on before she straddles your waist as if moaning another woman’s name means nothing. 

“Sorry, I don’t know I—” You began to reason, trying to come up with some type of excuse as to why her name name slipped out of you and instead of the women who was just fucking you. 

“It’s innocence of her, isn’t it? The blue doe-eyes looking up at you as if you created the world just for her to exist in it.” She plays with your tits as she talks to you, fuck, why is this so hot? “She follows you around like a lost puppy, begging to be saved.” 

“Don’t talk about her.” Harshly, you bite back. The protective instinct you have for Abby is a necessary reflex, you don’t like anyone speaking about her, regardless of how much you want to fuck Francesca again. “You don’t know anything about her.” 

Neither did you really. She wasn’t innocent she clearly loves to fuck, while others watched and you’re the one who can’t handle it. Francesca won’t know the truth about it. No one will, not even the woman who’s been occupying all your time, even if you’ve been avoiding her, trying to worm your way out of being close to her — Abby remains on your mind. 

Constantly. 

“I know girls like her, that’s enough. She wouldn’t be able to handle you even if she gave it her best shot.” You push her off of you as you begin to dress yourself, but right before you excuse yourself out to give a curt goodbye. Francesca, like the minx she is, spread her legs wide, a perfect angle of her pussy for you to devour. “I’ll see you the next time you need to forget about her.” 

With a clear eye roll from her, you slam the door on your way out, trying to forget this ever fucking happened.

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tis the dilf season | j. button (22)

a/n: ignore the timeline cuz it’s a mess (I actually tried to do the maths) enjoyy 🤭

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[cubtales]

argenti’s hands, hmmm? :^) you know what i think about argenti’s hands… that they’re always on your body when he makes love to you ♥︎ that he always brings your palm up to his lips to lay gentle kisses over it — from the heel, up your fingers; and then a knightly kiss to your knuckles before pinning your hand back down to the bed, twining your fingers betwixt his and squeezing just a little tighter with each rock forward of his hips ♥︎ how he lowers himself to catch your lips in his and swallow your pitiful whines and kiss you and kiss you and kiss you some more — smiling so adoringly against your mouth when you sigh happily and melt into his balmy palms that now smooth up your waist, shaping and moulding you in the perfect princess of his that you are. “pretty little thing, aren’t you?”

and it’s how he touches you, caresses you — so softly, like you’re his flower of dreams, a teddybear cradling his heart beneath all the stuffing, that makes you keen out high in your throat, your hands scrabbling over his, searching for something to hold onto lest you fall into these untameable waves of affection for him, “uh huhhh, wanna be everything for you.” you’re responding wetly through the spit bubbling at your mouth and the blood that flows straight to your brain as he fucks you slow and deep and so, so good, his ruby gaze watching with bated breath as your lashes collect the dew of your tears and your chest wracks with the most adorably incomprehensible noises. 

he’s shushing you sweetly, the pads of his thumbs dipping just beneath the edges of your eyes to collect those tears before they have a chance to be shed, tracing hearts over your cheeks before giving your tongue his finger, cock twitching wildly inside you as you suckle on it obediently. “you’re doing so well— doing so well for me. oh, you sweet girl. just focus on me. that’s it…”

yes… argenti’s hands are always on you, xinnie~ and it is some sort of emotional tether to show you just how truly, deeply, madly he's in love with you ♥︎

AAA FORGIVE ME thistoook long to respond to but im still AAGSNKDJZNSN!!/!:!:!:! !/!:@.@9 !!! COCO . COCOSHINE ! YOU YOU YOUUUU ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝´ඉᯅඉ⸝⸝ᐢ꒱ HIDING ANS HOLDING MY CHEEKS I FEEL THEM BURNING !!:!:!!

see i knewjwd i knew when u liked m hand post and and i shivered a lil ... but then i was like noooo she's probably gna get someone else yup yup ! but then . 👁️ you came . WAASGSH U LIL SILLY ANGEL TRUST I WILL GET U . I WILL

butbut ໒꒰ྀི⁄ ⁄>⁄ ⁄ <⁄ ⁄꒱ྀི১ ( gosh just readin this makes my feet kick ! ) him kissin my knuckles.. dunnos if this is a reference to wat i told u a while agos or not but it's makin me ｡°(°¯᷄◠¯᷅°)°｡ andnand the abundance of kisses make this more and more canon ( this is infact CANON TRUST ( ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ^ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀ ) ) and me ?? pretty little thing ?? i'm in shambles . says the pretty boy himself i giving him more and more kisses ꒰ ྀི ∩⸝⸝∩ ꒱♥︎

theway you described me in his eyes made me CRY i hope u kno that okie . his flower of dreams is making me feel all floaty and warm inside ૮ ◞ ⸝⸝ ◟ ྀིა to be his flower when he's already mine.. for him to look at me and hold me in such a way !!: WAAAAHSJDK SCREAM BREAK !

U RLLIE BROKE ME IM ACTUALLY IN SHAMVLESSSSS . SHAMVLES OKAY IM NOT OKIE ! NEVER OKIEEE I'LL BE EVERYTHINGG FOR HIM PLEASPLEASOLEASEEE ( the tears durin' it tew gosh u read me well coco im ouchie ) ALL I HAVE IS JUST JUMBLED THOUGHTSS WAASBSMSMSKSBDNSK bsbsnsns!!2!3! ur writing always is gna leave me SPEECHLESS i cant do it i wanna crie WAHSHS!!!:!:!!! i love him i LOVE u aahsh!3!:! thank u thank uuuu

this is mi writing .. plotting .. i'm gna get u back babie .. ♥︎

[ahrisnzs]

Hello! Sorry for the silverwolf ask, I know some people can be iffy on some of the short female model characters and I respect your opinion on it. But, as for someone else, how about Acheron?

It's okieee :33 I hope I didn't come off as rude for rejecting it, so I hope you like and enjoy these HCs and prompts I made for Acheron <33

Acheron

✦ Acheron in the rain gives me,,, so much,,, thoughts Like does she get sick? Does she sneeze? Yes, probably ✦ I feel like because she's alone most of the time, she usually just sneezes uncovered, but when around people she would.

✦ She would probably have an slight allergy to perfume and dust. ✦ I also see her as someone who's allergic to flowers. Since most of the worlds she finds herself in are barren and silent, I feel like she wouldn't know she was allergic to flowers until someone gives her a boquet.

✦ Some classic ideas I love for her are sneezing while hiding and being induced for some information.

✦ However, the prompt I have for her is; After being exposed as an emanator of Nihility, Acheron is being avoided by the Penaconians like the plague, thinking that she's an omen of doom or death. Acheron has a cold and walking through the rain isn't helping her at all, but luckily a kind stranger welcomes her into their house and offers to give her a place to stay while the storm passes. After being by herself for so long, Acheron is touched and grateful, accepting the stranger's kindness and help... but she knows she has to leave first thing in the morning, the burden of being an emanator still on her shoulders and she doesn't want to repay the stranger's kindness by putting them in harm's way.

[hcuyk]

as much as i’d like to let myself be associated with jacob for the rest of my life, my name is (unfortunately) not fluffy with jacob 😔✌🏻 but this is my account hehe so hiii (new introduction rizz)!

i kept saying this in my last ask but kdnejdh you’RE SO SWEET !! i’ll literally teach myself to animorph into sunwoo just for you.

AND THANK YOU ‼️‼️ i’ll know by monday or tuesday whether or not i got it 🙌🏻 they’re def not an embarrassment! i seriously loved them. i’ve already reread most of them lmao.

OKIEEE i use she/her pronouns and prefer fem terms 🫶🏻 call me nct 127 with the way i’m now an official REGULAR here

OMG SO UR THE LOML?! I ALWAYS THOUGHT UR PFP AND USER WAS CUTE IN MY NOTIFS LMFAO

heyyyy 😏 (my nonexistent rizz) BUT PLEASE :(((((( its so reassuring because ive been feeling 🧍‍♂️ so annoying lately 🧍‍♂️BUT YKW THAT DOESNT MATTER IF YOU THIBJ IM SWEETVLIKE 🥺🥺🥺🥺 :(((( TAKE MY HEART.

your last line TOOK ME OUT. SROPRPR IT but omg im so glad i can put a blog to all the sweet msgs u sent AND AND AND I REALLY HOPE TO SEE YOU AROUND SMSM MORE OFTEN :(( it gets lonely here pretty often so 🧍‍♂️ if there's anything you literally want to talk abt w me literally say it bc im losing my MINDDDDD TUMBLR IS AN INSAAAANR PLATFORM im feelin a lil lonely ☹️ BUT I PERSEVERE BC WE LOVE TBZ 😈 also!! what other groups do you stan??? tell me more 😈 or like who's your ult and such

[sterlingxlevin]

Sterling: she def was Sterling: just hoping my son won't be like my daughter and be too stubborn to come out when he was supposed to Sterling: my labor with sunny was over 24 hours 😭😭 Sterling: I am! I've taken some time off work too Sterling: okieee love ya see you soon 😘

@kyleexanthony

Kylee: wasn't Sunny like that too? I hope you're getting some time to rest tho and to catch up on sleep Kylee: I miss you!! Kylee: sounds good! I'll leave my place in 5 @sterlingxlevin

[tojigasm]

Old Money

You won't play, you're no fun

Well, I don't care what they think

Drag racing my little red sports car

I'm not unhinged or unhappy

An: okieee here's the Toji vers of the Levi fic everybodyyyy, still lowkey cringe but I hope you guys enjoy nonetheless

Cw: fem reader, celebrity au, mostly fluff, toji being toji, kissing, interviews, anxiety, reader is an implied nepotism baby, toji being a cocky a-hole per usual, Gojo being gojo, yaga appearance and he's an instigator, Mei & Nanami are mentioned, toji has a tesla, stan Twitter exists unfortunately

It was not an easy life being a celebrity, one that was riddled with constant publicity and ridicule, a life in which you often wished you could change if given the ability; rescuing yourself from the eyes of the world.

Despite the internet's constant watch over celebrities and widespread gossip, celebrity life had some perks. Having gained a strong following from your early career, it didn't take long for you to become a household name with fans who listened to your every word.

That’s when it all came toppling down. You should've known better than to think your fans would have the dignity to not harass the main interview channels to get you onto their shows when you’d been interviewed at a movie premiere months earlier. You’d been on the carpet, smiling and greeting musicians, actors, and actresses when you’d seen your best friend, Gojo Satoru; head tilted back in a laugh as he spoke to one of your cast members from your latest movie.

“Gojo!” You’d managed to make your way through the side hugs and short calls to your own name from other friends on the carpet. Gojo turned, bright blue eyes meeting yours for a split moment before he were making his way toward you, the two of you enveloping one another in a warm hug. Cheers from the crowd erupted as the two of you pulled apart and began to talk.

Gojo took you in, “Jesus christ, took you long enough,” he took a step back to look over your outfit for the evening, whistling, “You look good,” nodding his head in approval as he threw his arm over your shoulder as the two of you made your way down the carpet.

“Have you said ‘hi’ to Mei yet? She’s been waiting to see your dumbass all night,”

You could hear the eye roll as he spoke, falling into a laugh at his rudeness as you made your way over to your fellow costars.

Mei was the first of the bunch to greet you, pulling you into a tight hug as she looked you over before gasping, moving to whisper something into Gojo’s ear as Shoko joked about the audience's overall reaction to the movie.

“Oh, they’ll love you,” her voice was low as she chuckled, eyes looking you up and down once more before drifting to the walk of the carpet. “Everything else, not too sure though,” her tongue clicked as she smirked, crossing her arms.

Before you could ask what she meant, Gojo was pulling you toward him again, bending to whisper in your ear quickly, “Did you see who’s here?” he pulled away with a grin, nodding his head toward the top of the carpet.

There, at the entrance of the carpeted stairs, stood Oscar winner Toji Fushiguro. He was dressed in Tom Ford, thick raven hair fluffed, and plush lips pulled back in his famous Toji smirk.

You immediately felt your heart speed up as he turned to make his way up the stairs, followed by one of your costars, Nanami.

Toji tilted his head upwards in a slight movement, his silver eyes meeting yours for just a moment before you quickly turned away. Gojo was already teasing at your reaction, poking your rips as you huffed.

“Leave me alone, Gojo.” You pouted, nervously you crossed your arms, bringing one up to scratch at your collar bone as the crowd’s cheers became louder, calls of ‘Toji’ and your own name strung out, reminding you of just how close Toji truly was to you.

You couldn't make a fool of yourself, you’d literally die of embarrassment.

Gojo was still laughing beside you, “C’mon, it’s a lil funny,” you rolled your eyes, “He’s not even close, you’re fine.” he rolled his eyes, abruptly turning as an interviewer made their way over to the two of you.

Grateful for the distraction, you were completely engaged in the interviewers' questions about the movie; taking your time to truly go over each theory and answer as inconspicuous as you could without giving anything away. Gojo too was poking their own fun at the theories surrounding your character’s possible onscreen romance and backstories.

Everything was going great, your glossed lips pulled into a carefree smile as you laughed at some off-hand comment Gojo made, that was until you felt a warm hand rest on your shoulder.

“You were amazing.” a deep voice whispered in your ear, making you turn quickly to see Toji smirking down at you, his jeweled hand still resting on your shoulder.

“O-oh, Thankyou!” heat rose to your cheeks, stumbling through your words as you smiled at him nervously. In that moment, everything around you disappeared; you couldn't hear anything but Toji and your own voice. Yet the thundering rush of blood you were sure he could hear as he smiled warmly at you, plush lips still pulled back in a smirk.

Toji nodded, thumb massaging the skin of your shoulder before pulling away with a wink and making his way past your interviewer who’d made an attempt to call him back to the scene.

“Another time!” He called back with a laugh, catching up with Nanami who’d gotten caught up in his own interview.

You were left a flushed mess as the interview continued, Gojo making note of your shaky presence when your voice heightened at certain questions that skimmed over Toji’s interruption.

“So…” the interviewer smiled, “Who are you most excited to see on the carpet tonight?”

Gojo barked out a laugh when your face went blank. “Oh, I think we all know who,” he cried, leaning against you as he laughed, wiping tears from his lashes.

Rolling your eyes you pushed him off of your shoulder, “I’m just excited to see my coworkers and friends and that's it.” you made work to smile, eyes lighting up at the thought of seeing yourself up on the big screen.

“Is a certain Mr. Fushiguro included in that bunch?” the interviewer preened, brow lifting as you sighed jokingly, shaking your head with an exhausted laugh.

“No, oh my gosh!” you rubbed your forehead with a defeated laugh when the interviewer nudged your shoulder with his mic.

“It’s okay, you gotta admit he’s pretty handsome though,”

At that you lifted your head, glancing back and forth between the interviewer and Gojo before shaking your head again.

“C’mon, really?” your interviewer’s brows furrowed, “You don’t think he’s cute, like not even a little?” he pressed, leaning back in a laugh when you looked to the ground, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth.

“Oooo, someone's got a crush!” he pointed the mic to you again.

“Okay, okay, he’s kinda cute.” you squealed, covering your face with your hands as Gojo and the interviewer laughed.

The following interviews served to distract you, allowing you to calm down from the excitement of earlier; only to have your heart beat speed up once more when you passed his table on your way to your own as the premiere dinner took place.

From your seat, Tojis silver eyes met yours as he smiled to you. You quickly turned away, picking at the table cloth as the waitress took you and your friend’s orders.

“So… why don’t the two of you just get up and fuck on the table?” Gojo spoke bluntly once the waitress had left.

Nearly choking on your rosé, grabbing the nearest napkin to cover your mouth as you scoffed, shaking your head in shock at Gojo’s rather bored expression.

“Gojo!” your voice was shaky, eyes darting everywhere but Toji’s table before you leaned over to them, “Shut the fuck up.” you hissed with a sneer, pulling back to smile at him as your waitress returned with your appetizers.

Gojo only shrugged, stealing a piece of your garlic bread to dip into the brutta cheese as he turned around, “Here, watch this,” he chuckled, waving to Toji’s table. Your jaw dropped in shock, but before you could tear your obnoxious friend’s limb from their body, Toji's eyes met yours again in an amused gleam as he waved back to Gojo with an agitated expression.

But then he did something you weren't expecting - as you were hurried with trying to pull Gojo’s arm down, whispering mouthed apologies - Toji waved to you; it was a quick flick of the wrist, but you’d caught it.

And in an instant you’d calmed, your palms sweating as you waved back nervously and quickly before turning back to your garlic bread slices.

“He likes you.” Gojo turned back to you, his arm now lowered and thrown over the back of his chair.

“Gojo, i swear to god, shut up.” you pouted, taking a bite of the charred bread.

“No, I'm serious!” he giggled, grabbing another slice of bread with a smile, “He just waved at you, and you’re over here gigglin’ and smilin’ and shit like a schoolgirl-”

“Okay, okay!” you threw your head into your hands, “i get it.” You sighed as Gojo slapped a hand onto your back with an obnoxious giggle.

The rest of the night went relatively smooth, well as smooth as you could hope for it to be with Gojo’s constant obnoxious comments and the occasional smirk or wink Toji would send your way, but all in all, you’d enjoyed yourself.

You were finally able to relax once you’d made it home and showered, letting yourself destress from the excitement of the day as you were brushing your teeth when you got a text from Gojo.

You and Toji needa get married, i think twitter demands it

Rolling your eyes, you brought your keyboard down.

Shut up Gojo, i’m going to bed

Gojo replied almost immediately.

Fucker

With another eye roll, you threw your phone onto your duvet before heading to your bathroom. As you watched yourself in your mirror, you felt yourself reliving each moment you had with Toji that night; the warmth of his hand on your shoulder, the softness of his voice, the sharpness of his eyes, and the cockiness of his smirk. Everything and every moment felt almost infinite - the libido of memory breaking at the sound of your faucet running.

With a sigh, you switched off the faucet and made your way back to your bed, tucking yourself into the covers. You listened to the air and the owls, letting your eyes slowly drift close to sleep, you couldn’t help but wonder what Toji was doing.

☆☆☆

Not checking twitter the night before was probably the single worst mistake you’d made in your entire life.

When you woke up the next morning, you didn't pay much attention to your phone as you got ready for the day; taking your time in showering and doing your facial care.

It wasn’t until you were in the middle of cooking eggs, pushing the scrambled yolk about the searing pan that you decided to pick up your phone - only reminded of it by the sound of your morning alarm you’d forgotten to turn off the night before.

Sliding your phone open you felt your heart drop to your stomach at the notification tab. Immediately you went to twitter and before you were even given the chance to search up your name, you’d read it in the trending bar… right above Toji’s.

Without even checking the posts, you called Gojo.

“What’s up?” he spoke leisurely

“What do you mean ‘what’s up?’ Why is my name trending with Levi’s? What did you do Gojo?” you barreled, lips pulled back in a sneer when he gave a mock gasp.

“Hey! I didn’t do shit, and I told you to check twitter last night, and it’s not my fault the two of you were all over each other last night.” you could hear the smirk in his voice.

Sighing, you ran a hand over your forehead, “I don’t even wanna know, I really don’t.”

Gojo laughed, “hey, I mean it can’t be that bad. You’re being shipped with your celebrity crush after all.” his voice laced with amusement.

“No, it is bad.” you argued, flipping off the stove, feeling too nauseous to eat. Gojo was quiet for a moment and you could hear voices in the background, “Gojo, where are you?”

There was a beat of silence before his voice returned, “Oh, uhm, i’m at the market right now, why?"

Taking a shaky breath you looked to your backyard before heading upstairs, “Can you please come over when you’re done, this is just really freaking me out and it’s too much, and i don’t know what to do, and I-”

“Yeah, I gotcha, don’t worry.”

With a heavy breath you made your way to your bathroom, flipping on your shower faucet as you rounded up your special shampoos and conditioners for relaxation.

“Thank you, Gojo.”

And with that, you hung up, throwing your phone onto your bed before jumping into the heated shower.

☆☆☆

It wasn’t until around noon that Gojo had shown up, fit with a sleeping bag, laptop, and vase of freshly cut roses.

You were sitting on the couch in your living room, scrolling through the seemingly endless posts about the night before, still dressed in your robe and even more agitated as the bouts of your anxiety prevented you from enjoying your shower.

Rolling your eyes at Gojo’s entrance you sighed, “You know, you didn’t have to bring all that.”

Gojo merely shrugged, “I felt like spoiling you with not only my presence but flowers too.”

“I meant the sleeping bag. You could use my guest bed.” You spoke deadpanned.

Gojo gave a teasing smile, “Yeahhh, but sleepovers are so much fun, right bestie?"

Shaking your head you turned back to your phone, reading each tweet under your hashtag.

Okay, but y/n and Toji dating would be so cute… tbh hoping they are

I RAN to twitter after seeing the premiere last night LMFAO

The way they already have edits made of them

Although they were mostly good things said, you couldn't help the spike of anxiety that coursed throughout your body, sending chills down your spine as you bit your bottom lip nervously. So enthralled with the posts, you hadn’t even noticed Gojo had set themselves up next to you; already scrolling through his own feed and liking comments or posts.

“Gojo, don't encourage it!” You cried, moving to stop them from liking another tweet.

Gojo was cackling beside you, covering his mouth as he watched you try to unlike the plethora of tweets that’d he’d begun to add to a freshly created collection titled ‘y/n and Toji moments’.

“It’s not that bad, trust me you have nothing to stress over” he spoke through a wet chuckle, running a hand up and down your back softly.

“Gojo, it is bad, like really bad. I don’t know how I’m-”

Suddenly a notification popped up on your screen, prompting Gojo to cover their mouth with a muffled gasp as you felt your stomach drop.

There, on your phone screen, in all its glory, the notification read:

Followed By@TojiFushiguro

☆☆☆

Throughout the next few months, You and Toji became notorious for flirting. Whether it be on carpet premieres or through Instagram comments or through interviews, the two of you were always managing to mention one another in some way.

It started small of course.

After Toji had followed you on Instagram you were almost too shocked to speak. Too surprised to realize he wasn't at all offended in being “shipped” with you or at the hints of the two of you possibly being in a relationship together.

And after Gojo had spent the better half of an hour cackling at your expense, he'd finally helped calm you down and map out a plan to help you seem like you weren't losing your mind at that very moment.

Seeing that Toji was still following you, you quickly put together a couple of pictures you’d taken earlier in the week and posted them to Instagram before following him back.

Biting at your knuckles, the two of you watched the notifications come in, like after like and comment after comment until Toji’s account came up, liking the post. Gojo immediately smiled, pulling you into a hug as you giggled only to be interrupted when you looked back to see he’d left a small ‘♡’ on the post which immediately gained traction.

“Oh my god…!” you smiled to yourself, hugging your phone to your chest as you bounced around your living room.

Things only escalated from there.

Both you and Toji’s fans became nearly synonymous. If your fan base was interacting with someone, chances were high that Toji’s was too.

The two of you had slowly started to talk more also, not just within comment sections and the occasional interview, but through text messages and Instagram DM’s as well, coming up with quick witted comments and inside jokes to tease one another with as the two of you grew closer in and outside of the media.

But all the publicity of the obvious flirting gained much encouragement to have the two of you at least go public about your relationship - yet it was hard when the two of you had no relationship to begin with.

And Toji danced around you when messaging you, sometimes urging you to call him only for you to turn him down as your cheeks flushed with warmth - so head over heels with the man that you think just hearing his voice would be enough to make you confess your feelings.

Yet nonetheless he respected your obvious excuses; recounting his favorite ones as he waited for you to open the message he’d sent.

How about dinner tonight?

You were a very anxious person, stuttering through your words and even through text he caught your mannerisms and moments where he was sure you were laid back on your bed kicking your feet.

You’d told him earlier that day in a message that you’d be busy tomorrow, you had a very exciting interview with Masamichi Yaga. A huge television personality who was known for surprising guests or bringing them gifts without their knowledge.

What surprised Toji the most was the fact that you seemed almost oblivious to that. You hadn't mentioned once what you were expecting to take place in the interview, leading Tojii to believe you’d truly forgotten about Yaga’s teasing and consistency in making his guests squeal in embarrassment. But he wasn't going to bring that up for personal reasons.

I’m sorry, I can’t tonight :( going to be resting up for tomorrow's interview and such.

That’s okay, kid, I'll be watching the interview go down though. I hope you sleep well.

Thankyou, Toji :) <3

He smiled at your text, he could practically hear the giggle in your voice. God, you were so painfully obvious, he wondered if your eyes lit up at every text, he’d wish to see them.

☆☆☆

The morning of your interview went rather smoothly as you made your way to the studio. You’d slept peacefully throughout the entire night and woken up well rested before taking a warm, relaxing shower - but not before texting Toji ‘good morning’ of course.

Toji had sent you a quick text back while you were getting ready.

You too, sweetheart. Have fun at the interview.

You kept rereading the message throughout the day, smiling to yourself at the thought of our entire friendship that’d blossomed throughout the past few months, let alone at the thought of him speaking to you.

As you were getting your makeup done, your makeup artist smiled at you in the mirror, ��are you excited?” her smile was wide with cheer.

“Oh, yes! I haven’t been in such an exciting interview in a while now.” you smiled back at her in the mirror.

“Well, I'm sure you’re going to have lots of fun.” she patted your shoulder before walking to the door, “You’re on in twenty by the way.”

You turned to her with a nod, slipping on your heels you made your way over to the curtain where you were directed to step out.

The audience erupted in applause immediately as you made your way over to the velvet sofa, greeting Yaga with a smile and shaking his hand to which he helped guide you to the seat.

Once the cheers began to die down, Yaga looked over at you with a warm smile, “Now, I have to say, you look gorgeous tonight y/n. Genuinely stunning.”

The crowd began to cheer again as you thanked him, bringing a hand up to your chest in gratitude as he clapped for you.

“Okay, okay, but seriously, as beautiful as you look, I think we’re all interested in this new movie you’ve recently been casted in - with a few leading names may I mention.” he pulled a card up to place on the surface of the desk. “And I believe one of your best friends is starring in it too, am I correct?” he motioned toward you.

“Yes,” you nodded, “Yup, Gojo’s in it too,” you rolled your eyes in tease before laughing, throwing your leg over the other as you settled into the velvet couch.

Yaga laughed with you, continuing the conversation, “Well, that’s very exciting for the two of you to be best friends while also experiencing so much success.”

“Yes, yeah it’s definitely a lot more fun when you have someone in the same position as you. You end up learning a lot from each other - Gojo can make a good ass caeser salad by the way.” you smiled, winking.

Yaga gave another laugh, “well, I'll have to ask him for a recipe I guess.”

“Oh, definitely.” you smiled.

As the audience cheered, Yaga laughed again, “well, I know the two of you have been friends for a while now, and I think everyone enjoys it when the two of you are in interviews together-”

“Yeah, I mean,” you blew a puff of air, “Gojo definitely keeps things interesting haha,”

“Haha, well I believe that,” Yaga smiled, “In one of your most recent interviews with him, he kinda called you out on your lil’ crush, huh?"

Heat rose to your cheeks, immediately your head turned to your lap as you began to smooth out the ends of your dress in distraction, “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you bit your lip, turning to the side so as to not make eye contact with Yaga.

He only laughed, pulling a couple more cards out from beneath the table, “Oh, I think you do, y/n.” he placed a card onto the table, “Here’s where it started,” the photo was a screenshot of you and Gojo’s interview where Levi had intervened, his hand visibly on your shoulder, with your lips parted in a wide smile as you’d been staring at Gojo.

You squealed, bringing your hands up to cover your face again. Splitting your fingers only slightly so as to look through them.

“And then it kinda moved onto this,” Yaga presented a photo of the two of you at the dinner that night, arrows showing the two of you looking at one another. “And twitter was already all over it,”

You groaned from your seat, resting your elbows on your knees as your cheeks grew hot with embarrassment, “Oh my gosh.”

Yaga laughed lightly at your reaction, bringing up another photo of both you and Toji’s following, showing the two of you were indeed following each other's socials, “Oh, but if just following you wasn't enough,” Yaga brought up a final card, “Mr. Fushiguro was also commenting hearts on your posts-”

The audience erupted in an amused cheer as you pulled yourself up from behind your hands, face still hot with embarrassment as you whined.

“Oh my gosh, this is so mean,” you spoke through a whined laugh, feet bouncing nervously as Yaga only smiled at you.

“I don’t get what’s so mean,” he smirked, collecting the cards into one hand before throwing them beneath the desk, “We’re just witnessing you two’s love story-”

“Oh my gosh, it’s not even like that!” you cut him off, laughing into your hands as the audience cheered again. Anxiously, you began to smooth out your dress again, the design of the carpeted ground becoming much more interesting.

“Oh really, it’s not?” he leaned back in his chair, folding his hands over his chest.

“No, it’s not, haha” you grabbed at your necklace, twirling the pendant between your fingers nervously as you tried your best to resituate yourself; pulling your leg over your knee as you sat up straight again, “It’s really not.” shaking your head, you smirked back.

Yaga only shrugged, smirk evident on his hardened features as he pulled himself forward to rest his arms on the surface of the desk, “Well, how about we ask him?”

Your eyes widened immediately, jaw dropping as the audience began to cheer - along with Yaga as he stood from his seat to applaud in the direction of the curtain.

Nervously, you turned to see Toji making his way over to the couch, prompting you to turn away as quickly as you could. You brought a hand up to the side of your face so as to not see him as he sat down beside you, both Yaga and him laughing at your embarrassment.

“I think she’s a lil’ shy,” Yaga commented with a smile, leaning back with amusement.

“Maybe just a little.” Toji chuckled as you continued to keep yourself hidden.

The crowd went quiet for a moment and Toji decided to test the waters. Reaching a hand out to you across the velvet, he tapped his finger against the skin of your thigh.

You turned to meet his eyes, hand dropping to your lap as you did so.

The two of you stared for a moment before you broke away in a sheepish giggle, turning your eyes to the floor in embarrassment.

Toji ducked his head some as to catch your gaze, uttering a soft “hey,” as he did so.

Lifting your head, you smiled through a nervous giggle, “hi.” your cheeks ran with heat again as you played with your fingers in the seat of your lap.

Toji’s lips split into a smile at your shy demeanor, leaning back in a shrugged laugh.

“You’re very cute,” he spoke softly, sitting up straight, upping his head in a smile when you thanked him bashfully; hands coming up to cover your plush lips as you smiled.

You went to speak when the room fell quiet for a moment, not entirely sure of what you were about to say, when Yaga spoke up.

“Well, Toji, now that you’re here we can ask you if those hearts meant anything in particular.” Yaga leaned back in the seat of his chair, running a hand over his jaw as he squinted at the two of you.

Levi sighed deeply, throwing his arms over the back of the couch, his fingers grazing the skin of your back gently, “I mean,” he blew a puff of air through his cheeks, “What do you think hearts mean, Yaga?” he smirked, crossing his legs, as you groaned beside him.

Yaga only laughed harder, “Haha, holy shit!” he crowed, kicking his feet up onto the table.

You still kept yourself mostly bundled into the corner of the couch, mind racing as you tried to steady yourself, slowly working up the courage to turn back to Toji at his words.

Upon meeting his gaze, you burst into a fit of nervous giggles, hands falling from your face as you pulled at the hem of your dress.

Yaga smirked, “What do you think hearts mean, y/n?”

Swallowing, you looked between the two men, “Well, I think they usually mean love, haha.” your eyes fell to your lap, immediately regretting being so forward until you felt the warmth of Toji’s palm run down your back gently.

Cautiously, you turned to him - silver eyes meeting your own in a warm smile.

“Yeah, I'd say that too.” Toji cooed.

☆☆☆

The remainder of the interview became gradually easier for you to participate in as it no longer was directed on just embarrassing you - allowing both you and Toji to share the comfort and experience of one another outside of your screens.

Once the interview had finished, the audience was dismissed as the two of you made your way to the backstage, Toji's hand resting on the dip of your back as he helped you down the stairs and past the curtain.

“So how about dinner tonight?” he stopped you once you’d gotten to your dressing room, “I know you don’t have anything going on so you can’t make any excuses this time.” he smiled at you when your eyes widened.

“I-”

“You’re not in trouble,” he laughed, kicking at the ground with the toe of his shoe, “Just wanna get to know you better off of a screen, or-” he gestured to the studio surrounding the two of you, “a TV set.” he chuckled.

With a soft nod you agreed.

You’d gathered your things as he waited at the door, helping you carry some of the bags to his Tesla.

He’d decided on an Italian restaurant nearby - one with real garlic bread and home-made pasta, he’d explained to you as he drove through the busy traffic.

The whole ride, he kept his hand on your thigh, gently massaging the soft plush of your skin and occasionally slipping his hand through yours to squeeze ever so often. You kept to yourself most of the ride, running the toe of your heel up and down the back of your calf in a nervous tick as you made glances at him ever so often.

☆☆☆

“Have you been here before?” The two of you were seated in the patio area of the restaurant; the décor was fit with vines and heaters; a single rose decorated the center of your table.

“Not with anyone in a romantic sense.” Toji’s brows quivered as his lips fell into a smirk. "Been here a few times with Nanami."

You nodded, smoothing your napkin over your lap, “Sorry, I'm just… I don’t know-”

“Nervous?” Toji asked, reaching his hand to intertwine with your own, “It’s okay to be nervous.” He squeezed your hand gently before pulling away to lean back into his chair, pulling a packet of marlboro and lighting a cig before blowing the puff to the side.

As you watched the smoke disappear into the cold air, your thighs ran against one another, eyes fixated on the way his lips stole a drag from the cigarette again.

“What’s got you so worked up, kid?” Toji lit the end of his cig again, throwing the lighter onto the table.

You were almost too nervous to meet his eyes, nails petting the cloth of the table. “I guess it’s just because,” you shrugged lightly, rolling your head to the side, “I dunno.”

The side of Toji's pant leg came up to run along the skin of yours, his hand intertwining with your own as your eyes met his.

“It’s okay,” he cooed, “It’s just us.”

He spoke lowly, silver eyes drifting towards your lips, and then he was kissing you. His soft lips pressed against your plush ones in soft warmth. The two of you stayed like that for a moment before he pulled away, pressing a soft peck to your lips and settling back into his chair.

“Still nervous?” He smiled, tapping the lighter against the cloth.

You ran your finger over your lips with a smile, shaking your head bashfully.

“Didn’t think so,” he smiled, pulling out his phone from the pocket of his blazer, cigarette balanced between his teeth. “Ah shit.” he groaned, tapping his foot against the ground in annoyance.

“What is it?” you whispered, sipping your water gently.

“Pap already found us,” he turned his phone to you, a post had been made on twitter of the two of you kissing, already receiving thousands of likes and reblogs.

“Oh my gosh-” you began to look around, eyes darting past the thick vines. “Where are they?”

“Don’t worry about it, let’s get outta here.” Toji had been staring to the side of your table with a heavy squint, grabbing your hand and throwing a couple twenties onto the table before making his way out of the restaurant.

Once outside, the two of you were met with a huge flash as a multitude of cameras went off. Toji did his best to direct the two of you, stepping in front of you and holding his hand over your eyes as you made your way back to his Tesla.

Toji unlocked the door for you, letting you run to the passenger side as he started the car, driving the two of you out of the parking lot and onto the busy road. His eyes glanced at the rearview mirror sporadically as he weaved through traffic.

“You okay?” he broke the heavy silence, reaching his hand out to yours which you held onto quickly.

“Yeah, I'm okay.” you smiled, pulling open your phone you saw Gojo had texted you

Congrats you two ;)

You smiled to yourself before pulling open twitter, scrolling through the countless reblogs of the paparazzi post, your smile only growing wider as you did so.

They're so cute ahh!

Pleaseee can they date me too

Toji x y/n stans always win

“Whaddya lookin’ at?” you could hear the smirk in his voice as he squeezed your hand comfortingly.

“Nothin’” you giggled, shutting your phone off and nuzzling into Toji's shoulder; he smelled of smoke and thick rose, it made your head spin as your eyes fluttered shut.

You’d be okay.

[lorelaiokeefe]

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 . 𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐍  @sashasfm​ 

“  𝒔𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒂  ,  𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒗𝒆  𝒈𝒐𝒕  𝒕𝒐  𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑  𝒎𝒆.  ”  the  blonde  muttered  as  she  tried  to  blink  away  the  impact  of  paparazzi’s  flashing  lights  . “  i  seriously  think  i’m  gonna  go  blind  !  ”  she  exclaimed  to  her  friend  ,  pure  ,  potent  ,  over  -  exaggerated  and  only  slightly  amusing  ,  worry  in  her  cerulean  hues  . “  i  don’t  want  to  go  blind  !  think  about  all  the  movies  i’ll  miss  !  and  the  boys  i  won’t  be  able  to  see  !  and  what  about  dogs  ?!  i’ll  never  be  able  to  see  dogs   ?!  and  cats  and  kittens  and  beluga  whales  !  ” the  blonde  dramatically  exclaimed  ,  physically  on  the  verge  of  actual  tears  .

[tickly-trashcan]

Can I request kou (tbhk) tickle headcanons?? :D (like how he would react and where he’s most ticklish at)

A/N: thank you for the request!!! i might have to rewatch this show soon just for Kou... I hope you enjoy and have a lovely day!!

he's very ticklish under his arms!! his sides and hips are also good spots too hehe

he is very dramatic when he's being tickled and he has a very loud laugh which goes well with his personality lol

he SNORTS but only if he's been tickled a bit longer than usual but when he does it's really cute

he also has a habit to always cover his mouth after he snorts so it's like. the perfect opportunity to tickle him under his arms

Mitsuba and Yashiro definitely tickle him the most LOL and honestly they can both be a little mean about it

and by mean i don't mean like. evil. they're just silly!

like Yashiro will tickle him every now and then and tease him for being so ticklish when he's supposed to be an exorcist which he is always like so embarrassed about

he's always like "even good exorcists can be ticklish!!" and then she immediately is like "what if you run into a tickle ghost??"

Mitsuba will tickle him in bad situations bc he is a wee bit evil lol he likes to tickle Kou whenever Kou is trying to do something or is just minding his business

One thing Mitsuba thinks is so funny is he'll be like "over there!" and Kou will immediately look where he's pointing and then Mitsuba pokes him

okieee that's all i have for right now! thank you again for the request!!

[harley-queen-of-gotham]

"I hope too!! Okieee but don't worry sis, she loves me very much to hurt me intentionally! ^^"

"Heyyyy!how's my favorite joker hating twin doin<3?"

"HIIII, i'm perfect fine, wbu my fav sis? ^^"

[reficu1]

hi :p for matchups, i hope this okieee <3 genshin and bsd

my names kuro, no gender preference. im gender-fluid, i look like a cute girl and a cute boy depending on how i want haha. im INTP, depends on day. also virgo.

like idols, skincare, vampires (im vampirekin/i am one), cats (i love taking care of them and cats usually nice to me since i know how best to approach them). love music (gothic rock, neoclassical dark wave, breakcore, experimental rock, ec). love fashion aLOT, im very very into vkei, lolita/ouji and gyaru (i usually dress in kogyaru fashion). love night-time and wandering streets at night, especially in cities where its active and people are around. good food (rare beef, curry, mooncakes, mantou, castella, manju). would have cat ears and tail if i could.

dislike dogs 👎 scared of them. being center of attention (i prefer to watch people than be watched by others). dirt (including messy people). people who are very loud and annoying. birds, anything gross or violent. i dislike fashion styles i wouldnt wear.

hobbies include designing clothes, sewing, listening to music, baking, attending festivals, interior design.

personality: i prefer to listen to others than talk, but depending on who/topic i can speak for hours and hours. relaxed mainly, i dont like being energetic or loud/fastpaced. very picky with food/texture/fashion/literally everything. i comes off weird/scary to a lot of people but it doesnt bother me, its nice. can be a little lazy, i let people do first move. prefer doing things my way, and isolate from others a bit. very careful with how i look.

insecurities: not many, wish i was taller (162cm). dont want to gain weight (in the 40's of kg). i guess maybe how pale i am but im sensitive to sun so i cant help it.

thank chuuuuu

I match up for you...

Xinyan. I think you would agree on your best interests for sure! Of course, you may not be a songwriter, the main thing is that you share her hobby, for which she was offended in her childhood. Of course, now there are no problems with the recognition of her work, but still. She is so full of energy that she would take you with her to her concerts or other festivals. Imagine how one day Xinyan gathers all his friends from Líyuè, you are asked to design clothes for the guys and ideas for the interior of the festival. In such preparation for the event, there is work for everyone, and everyone would help each other. I want to note right away that Xinyan has a violent reaction, and you mentioned that you don’t like loud people, but based on her manner of communication, I can say that she strives to evoke positive emotions and comfort in people in the company. In the circle of close friends, she does not entertain them, she maintains a kind and cheerful atmosphere. Yes, that's why at first you did not immediately consider each other.

Koyo Ozaki. I want to say right away that in the works of bsd I try to be realistic and work with character analyzes, so they can be preyedat by negativism. Her manner of communication includes pathos and a dramatic and stormy character. She has a beautiful speech and can use metaphors well. "A flower grown in darkness will not survive on the side of light." I'm sure she would try to do whatever you want. But Koyo does not have a wasted maternal instinct (sorry that I use this incorrect term), so she would take the position of an auditor who would watch you, and Koyo is one of those parents who are convinced that they know better how their child lives and what to choose. BUT! You can consider your interaction after Koyo's conversation with Dazai, then she reconsidered her attitude towards you and it would already be more like a healthy relationship. Of course, she would continue to follow you, give in, help, indulge. It's just that it's all part of the consequences of her psychological trauma. She wouldn't want to lose you.

[obsessedbutnotblessed]

❌PLEASE READ ALL OF THIS AND TELL ME YOUR HONEST OPINION❌

I’ve never EVER written fan fiction before (i can barely write essays for school). I only read it, but I’ve had an idea for LONGGG One Shot or maybe a 3 part mini-series for Spencer Reid. I might try writing but it would be my first time and I don’t think it’ll come out the way I want it to. Everyone knows that in the show Spencer was a high school student when he was 12 and he was bullied but I barely see anyone write about it.

❕Okay so here’s the plot: Spencer is 12 years old and it’s Senior Year (everyone else is 17/18). He gets BULLIED by the school jocks, Brock Rumlow (he’s the only name I could think of for a bully and it’s a good name for an unsub, but Marvel won’t be in this) and two other boys. Like bullied so bad that he cries everyday and everyone at school hates him and calls him a freak except for one person, Y/N. She doesn’t really notice him at first, but then she sees Spencer in her trigonometry class and he always gets the answers right. Y/N isn’t popular but she isn’t a loser either. One day she is walking from class to go outside and she sees that Brock tied Spencer to the flag pole and everyone is laughing at him and recording him. Spencer is literally on the verge of tears. She runs to Brock and literally cusses him out (I kinda know what I want her to say) and threatens to tell the school and file a report. If she does that then he could loose his D1 scholarship for football to college. He leaves and she unties Spencer and he’s in shock that anyone would be nice to him. She starts saying “Don’t take shit from these assholes. Never apologize for being the smartest person in the room” etc. Spencer takes the bus and gets bullied on there too, so Y/N decides not only to drive him home, but to drive him to and from school everyday for the rest of the year. When she drives him home, she stops by McDonalds and Spencer tells her the harmful effects of fast food but still gets food anyways lmao. And guess what he orders; 10 chicken nugget meal with MILK. And the reader looks at him like he’s crazy but he says “Milk helps you grow.”🥺. Okay so after that day the reader and Spencer become really good friends. They have deep conversations about their hopes and dreams for the future. Spencer wants to help people the way you’ve helped him and Y/N wants to be a singer. She loves performing and wants to entertain people. She sings for Spencer one day and Spencer develops a crush on her. The reader is oblivious but doesn’t reciprocate the feelings cuz he’s 12 and she’s 18. The reader actually does go to the principal about Brock and he loses his scholarship from college because he has not 1 not 2 but 3 bullying reports on his record. There is a lot of evidence that proves he’s a bully because everyone was recording it, spreading it around, and at first he thought the video was funny but it came back to bite him in the ass. He is FUMING but he can’t hurt you or Spencer cuz he’s already in a lot of trouble. He leaves school and never comes back; for now. Spencer asks the reader to prom as friends and they actually have a good time. Then it’s time for graduation. Spencer is going to CalTech and the reader got into Juilliard! She says “never let anyone take advantage of you Spencer. You’re an amazing boy and you’re going to do amazing things in California. Don’t forget me,” and he says “It is mentally impossible for me to forget you or anything. I have an eidetic memory. But thank you” and they go their separate ways.

❎10 YEARS LATER❎ Spencer is working at the the FBI and the BAU has a case. It’s about the reader. The reader got her dream and became a famous singer. For the past month she has been going through her fan mail, she sees weird messages saying “YOU RUINED MY LIFE” “I’LL MAKE YOU REGRET IT” “IM COMING FOR YOU” and her manager contacts the BAU. She sees Spencer and doesn’t recognize him at first cuz he’s an adult now, but he sees her and falls in love with her all over again. She finally recognizes him and freaks outttt. She like “OMFG YOURE AN ADULT! LIKE YOU HAVE FACIAL HAIR LMAOOO”. Of course i’m going to include Derek hitting on her somehow. And they are back in Las Vegas because it’s their high school’s 10 year reunion. The notes won’t stop. Soon they escalate into photos and then videos of her until she gets kidnapped. Brock is the one who kidnaps her. He blames her for ruining his life. Because he lost his scholarships and dropped out of school, he’s now like a janitor or a trash man i guess. And Brock kidnaps her and brings her back to the school. They are in the boiler room. Reid breaks in to save her but Brock has her at gun point. Reid literally tells Brock how evil his is, how he will never amount to anything g because he’s just a big bully, and how he isn’t afraid of him anymore. Brock almost pulls the trigger on Y/N, but Reid shoots and kills Brock. Reid hugs Y/N as she’s crying and says “you’re safe now princess.”🦋💢⭕️! She says “you saved me. thank you” and he goes “You saved me 10 years ago. I had to return the favor somehow” and they laugh and kiss. Spencer takes Y/N home, and they f*ckkkkkk. I can’t write smut through so idk. ❕

But yeah that’s it. Should I write it? I would ask someone else to write it but it’s long and i can’t pay anyone LMAO i’m a broke high-school student. Anyways please tell me your thoughts. Should I give it a chance and write it or forget about it. Also if anyone wants to write this, please message me and tag me. I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER 🙈😍🥰. okieee bye!

i read all your comments & messages and this story idea got a lot of positive feedback. i honestly didn’t think people would care that much LMAO. but yeah i’m going to write it!! it’s gonna be my first fan fiction yayyy. So if you want to be tagged let me know! Also please comment down any ideas you have (a title name 👀)!! 🦋💗

[empyreanwritings]

Okieee dokie!! So for a drabble request, may I request a TVD drabble with Hayley where her and yn started dating before she knew she was pregnant but now that she and everyone knows she's worried about yn wanting to break up, especially knowing yn doesn't want kids but y/n proves to Hayley that she cares and loves her no matter what. Hope this is okay, please and thank you :)

Hayley was never good at hiding her emotions. She was an open book - everything she felt always written on her face. Which is why it took you only two seconds to pick up on the fact that she was worried about something.

"What's got you in your head?" You asked, gently stroking your hands down her facd to give her some comfort.

"I didn't ask for this magical hybrid baby," she replied. The tears started to well up in her eyes, but she fought them back. "I know you don't want kids. I know you didn't want to be dragged into vampire business-"

"Hey, hey!" You grabbed her shoulders and forced her to look you in the eye. If she was worried about you leaving in the middle of all this, you had to make sure she listened to the next things coming out of your mouth. "I'm not going anywhere. At the end of the day, I am loyal to you. I always have been, Hayley, and I always will be. Vampires or not. Baby or not."

Hayley smiled, her heart still full of uncertainty. "Are you sure?"

"I'm positive."

[irreplaceable-ecstasyy]

maybe 1980s era au for Marlene for the au ask game?

Ooh! Very colorful era and I love that! Also, sorry for responding to this so l a t e! Okieee, let us make this a highschool au too! 1980s and highschool? Big cute. (I HAVE SO MANY ARCADE RELATED HEADCANONS FOR THIS)

i.   Hélène absolutely adores going to the arcade and she loves dragging Marya along with her because it’s nice to have someone to play with. Marya, secretly, loves going to the arcade (especially with Hélène) but what she doesn’t like is how much time Hélène spends there. These girlfriends get terribly competitive when it comes to racing games and claw machines (and Marya is surprisingly the better player). Anything she wins from the claw machine, she’ll give to Hélène since she doesn’t have much use to keep them so Hélène has her own little spot for all these toys in her room. However, if Hélène wins something, she’ll give it to Marya who treasures each and every one of those toys (despite there only being 3)

ii.  First date? You probably guessed it, a skating rink because that’s real cute. It’s Marya who proposes that they went to a skating rink because of some nasty talk going about. There is bound to be nasty talk about her since she did snatch up the popular girl, and many have said that Marya was not fun enough. So, taking up the challenge, Marya decided to go to a skating rink. Hélène is surprisingly a really graceful skater while Marya is a very sporty one (which surprises Hélène greatly because she never took Marya to be the athletic type). After skating, they share a pizza and a large cup of pepsi, and as unromantic as that sounds, they have the best night together chatting and getting to know more about one another. Hélène is the one who swoops in for the first kiss right in the middle of their talk over pizza and pepsi. Why she did it? It was because Marya confesses that she was not truly a fun person and that she was just trying to be the best she could for Hélène. And just that gesture alone made Hélène touched because no one’s ever done anything like that for her. She’d often be spoiled with gifts and expensive things but what Marya did was the obvious winner. She knew right there and then that Marya was a keeper.

iii.  They cycle to school together every morning. Since Marya’s house is closer to their school, Marya often waits outside her house for Hélène to cycle so that they can leave together. But if Marya’s got a full day of school plus her part time job (in a cafe), Hélène cycles over to Marya’s place to pick her up. So, Marya either has the choice to sit on the bicycle seat or stand on the pegs but she often sits because the lady do be tired since she’s a grade higher than Hélène. She’s got quite a workload but Hélène is more than happy to help the most that she can.

iv.  Speaking of Marya’s part-time job, Hélène likes to visit her occasionally. Before they began dating, Hélène never came to the cafe until one faithful day. Upon seeing Hélène, Marya begins to get rather flustered because she does not want Hélène to think of her as uncool since she’s working as a barista. They were nothing more than acquaintances so she had hope that Hélène would not recognize her. Natasha Rostova, her dear dear friend, knows what’s up with Marya and her crush on Hélène so she beckons her to the cashier to attend to her. After much pushing and bickering, Marya falls into defeat and she comes face to face with Hélène who recognizes her immediately. Instead of teasing, Hélène is actually surprised to see Marya working since she’s such a hardworking student, she would have expected her to spend this time studying or resting. Marya prefers to support herself independently, especially for personal expenses, even if it means losing sleep. So, Hélène getting her hands on Marya’s schedule would come during Marya’s breaks to do school work together.

v.  Marya and Hélène are both cheerleaders! Though, Hélène is the more enthusiastic one while Marya prefers to do the stunts and get over with it. Marya always makes sure to bring an extra face towel and water bottle for Hélène in case she forgets (it’s happened before) and she also brings healthy snacks for them to share. Hélène doesn’t know how Marya does it but it’s like she’s a powerhouse. She has energy to study, to work and do cheerleading, it’s almost astounding. But of course, she would have to take naps in between practice. The first time Hélène finds Marya napping was by accident. She had only wanted to grab her bottle from the girl’s locker when she found Marya asleep on the benches. This happened when they were already close friends. Hélène could not just leave her to lie down uncomfortably on a bench so she grabbed her jacket, folded it up and placed it underneath Marya’s head to pillow it. Marya wakes up all confused and when she finds Hélène’s jacket, she becomes all flustered. It doesn’t happen only during that one occasion. It’s happened several times. :D

[shizen-hime]

Hiii!!! I was born May 16th, 2001 at 4:34am in Toronto, Canada. Thank you!!!! :D

Okieee let’s do this! Even if you did this anonymously, feel free to message me and tell me what you thought about the reading! ^u^)

Okay! Kinda aggressive! Your Asc sign rules Mars, which is affected by Chiron (always suggest to read about this planet, it’s interesting knowing the effect it gives to us) and is also retrograde. This kind of makes you a bit lost as an Aries Asc but also can make you be kinda aggressive when your feelings are involved, like a way to cover them. Your Moon and your Venus are lost at your XII house, like you have to search for them. You don’t know what you want and you don’t know how to show love and affection to others, and if you do you might feel you’re too aggressive to them (Venus in Aries is a bit lost).Your Pisces Moon, though, it’s very well placed when it comes to spiritual ideas: you have a great intuition and you’re actually very sensitive, but it’s making a square with Saturn, and we’re back at the beginning: you have difficulties in controlling your emotions (especially with those who are close to you). So basically you feel you don’t have the control or you might feel... embarrassed of your own feelings? Taurus people can find themselves very lost with water, and having a Moon in Pisces and Venus in Aries, a Taurus feel they’re not controlling the situation.Talking about your Sun, we see it it’s also making a square with Uranus (in it’s sign Aqua) so it’s hard for you to break with conventions and maybe you have angry lapses? Not English so idk how to say it, but seeing your whole chart I think you get mad in no time and you’re like AAAAARGHHH! And everybody is like: D: oh no we messed up again! Your Sun is at the first house and Uranus in the 11th, so maybe you can see yourself in this situation when others (maybe coworkers or school mates) are trying to make a point to you, for example they’re telling you to make another point of view you’re wrong and you’re like: I’m a Taurus bitch, I’m always rightttttt or maybe if they’re trying to work in a different way as the usual one you can go literally crazy lmao.

Anyways, if we look at your Mars (your Asc sign), we see the main difficulties you might have are in your 9th house. This might mean you will have to make an effort (though it kind of hurts you because of Chiron) in coming out of what you already know and investigate. What is life? Why am I here? Let’s travel around the world and see all the points of views!The North Node is in Capri, so you will have to do it right and you’ll have to learn how to use your Mars energy, but use it!

OMG!!Your Mercury xDI mean you’re such a fast talker right?? Anyways I think this Mercury is super well placed with that Jupiter! Blessed! Use it! Also the Saturn there is making you go: shhht okay, relax! You know exactly what to say and how to say it all the time. The opposition your Mercury makes to your Pluto makes you a really deep talker, and being in the 8th house (it’s own) makes you have this interest in the occult and things like astrology (super nice aspect if you wanna become one or something related to Tarot, etc, you’d be super good at it!). You’re definitely a self learner!BUT be aware with gossips! They might make you put in trouble (plus they’re super unhealthy).

I definitely see you as a really tough person on the outside, maybe a bit know-it-all and stubborn, but with a really warm heart on the inside which is scared to be hurt since the only tough is on the outside! I also think your family is very warm and the fortune point is there! So you’ll always have them

Let’s finish with this Venus you got! Taurus rules Venus, so when it’s in a bad place, maybe you can feel a bit.. lost? Everything in the 12th house is hidden, so it might make you express your love and affection when you look for it, like when you meditate and find yourself or something like that. It’s a really nice Venus to help others! In Aries she’s kinda lost too, but if well employed it can give you a really passionate love and affection, but you will have to work about it!In this house it can make you be attracted to clandestine or prohibited love affairs, so be aware with that (you can ruin your life by doing something you did impulsively).

I definitely see this thing between impulse and self-repression here! Like you are so you and you are afraid of showing your love and it’s so hidden but so there! Oh, also telling you the Jupiter in the 2nd house is super blessed for money, so I don’t think you’ll ever have problems with it (maybe you could be a bit stingy tho?). Uranus has now entered Taurus so it will totally change your life until 2025 or so! All Taurus will be being born again, so use the energy, you’ll have to surpass that square you have with your natal Uranus and be carried away with new things, don’t stuck in the past (anyways you’ll see this clearly in 2025 when it arrives to your Sun grade).From your next birthday until the 2020th one, your life we will focused on your lover(s)! This year will be super good for love, since Venus will be placed in Taurus and in your 7th house (plus a Libra Asc, so really nice, friendly and lovely). I see a really happy year to have fun, go to music festivals, spend time with friends, etc. Maybe you feel a bit repressed on what you say, like maybe something happened and you feel you can’t express yourself as you wanted to (but your natal Mercury is just too good so don’t worry about it). Your Mars energy will be kinda lost but definitely a really lovely year.

HAVE FUN, hope you liked this