#hoping i didnt fumble those names

[npdzane]

I QUITTTTTTTT COLORING FUCK TS BRO!!!!!

Anyway spgtober day 2...dancing....thought of ghost grinder

[ellaa-writes]

Ghost who you met at a club. Maybe it's Johnny's bachelor party or something.

He hates crowded spaces and loud environments. As soon as he entered through the doors he had to fight the urge to turn back around and walk out. Already itching for a cigarette, Soap led the pack straight to the bar. Ordering a round of shots for the 4 men, John whispering in Ghosts ear about "let him have his fun" and Ghosts hissing back "i ain't baby sittin' his ass". He guesses this is better than the strip club he wanted them to go to first, thankfully Kyle said let's pre-game a little. Ghost hopes that means Johnny'll get to drunk to remember.

Not even an hour in and Soaps already crying about his bride. Ghost pats John on the back and motions for a ciggy. Leaving the two men to calm down Soap. The air in the club was stuffy, but Ghosts nose has been broken too many times to count and doesn't work properly anyways.

"shit" Ghost snaps his head in the direction of you, fumbling with your half broken cigarette, trying to get the damned lighter to work. Sighing loudly he walks over and hands you his already lit cigarette right from his mouth. You hesitantly take it, letting out a quick "thanks". Ghost already had a new one lit for himself before walking back over to his spot.

Crushing the butt under his boots before walking back inside. He finds the table empty but the glasses and jackets still there. Kyle seeks him out, say something about Johnny wanting to dance. So Ghost sits back in the chair, looking at his watch around his thick wrist. Someone plops a tall beer in front of him, looking up to catch the worker about to walk away. He calls out "didnt' order this" the worker shrugs and walks off. He eyes it suspiciously before taking a drink. "sorry, i didn't know what you liked. you seem like a beer guy." it was you again.

Standing next to him awkwardly, shifting from leg to leg. He finally gets a good look at you. Dress to short, nearly riding up your ass, thick thighs on display. Cute little heels, red toe nails. He smirks to himself, gesturing for you to take a seat. "its' all good sweetheart." you blush and tell him your name, "what's yours?" you ask back, "my what?" he teases and you laugh, the noise sending shock waves right to his cock. "your name, what's your name?" he thinks about it a little "Ghost" you raise an eyebrow at him. "Ghost? What kind of name is that?" you laugh again. "what, you don't like it" he pouts. "no, i didn't say that. it's just.... odd". Ghost barks out a laugh, he likes you.. a lot.

"what's got you out here dressed like that." he motions to your too short of dress. You blush again and fidget with the hem of your dress. "friends, girls night i guess." Ghost thinks quick. "well how bout you ditch those friends and come back to mine?" it takes you a second to think about it, slowly nodding you head. "ok". Ghost rising from his seat, pulling you with him. He tucks a hundred into John's coat pocket, not bothering to say goodbye as he drags you out of the club. Lucky for you he drove himself.

[fairykazu]

is he a dog or a cat? with childe masterlist ++ cw: this is f!reader but can be read as gn, crushing && requited feelings.

the way he trailed behind you like a lost puppy during lunch; it almost made you feel pity for him. key word, almost. whatever he tried to pull during english today wasn't cool but you didn't mind it. but the way, he's acting behind you, he instantly regretted it.

but if you think about it, childe’s like a dog, fiercely loyal to the bone and willing to do anything to prove himself. he’s kind of stupid, not in a bad way of course. it’s just sometimes he acts without thinking, swinging his fists instead of using words as a weapon. other times he’s more akin to an orange cat with the way he acts, it’s like he turns off his brain whenever he hangs out with you. 

you remember when you two were playing a game of hide and seek, in your defense, he started it! he bet he could’ve found you within a minute. could he? yes, but that’s beside the point, he attacked your honor! you juked him by running to a fork, throwing a rock at a dead end and running in the opposite direction. when he reached the forked alleyway, he heard the rock in the other side, running at the speed of light. then he knocked his head against the dead end. but did you win? 

yes, that’s the most important part (an obvious lie).

…childe was fine after he hit his head of course, after you rushed towards him, helping him up. he sat on the cement floors as you circle around him with questions, checking if he was bleeding. “ajax, are you okay?” 

he was smiling like a cheeky dog, basking in the attention you gave him. if food wasn't something he'd consume, affection would definitely be his go-to. “of course, i am when you’re with me.” 

he chuckled as you rolled your eyes, punching him playfully in the arms, "okay, from that reaction, you seem to be in good shape to me."

he let out a gasp. he fixed up his attitude, immediately switching his personality from being cheeky to being solemn, tearful even. "oh, name! my forehead hurts so bad."

you tilted your head, well, it's better to play along with his antics than to ignore them. otherwise, he'd keep it up. "oh no." you dryly replied, "do you need a kiss for your boo-boo?"

childe looked up in your direction, breaking his character a bit. he was stuttering out, his freckled cheeks flustered, "really?" he cleared his throat. "i mean, ahem, i believe thats the best way for me to heal."

"really?"

it was clear that childe wouldn't believe that you would go with the kiss. but as always, he knew if he riled you up enough, bruise your ego to prove him wrong, it could happen.

maybe... well, he hopes. "...yepp!"

“if you say so, ajax.” 

he was flustered to the point his neck reddened, he didnt think it would be this easy. you leaned in close and he squeezed his eyes. but it wasn’t even a kiss, just a brief press against his skin but still he stumbled around his words, “thank you… that would surely, i mean, i know that confidently that would certainly– i mean, i know that would make me heal.” 

he’s trying to play it off as cool but internally, he knew he fumbled so bad. who says that? 

“uh-huh, c’mere, let me take you to the nurse.” 

“oh okay!” 

huh… well, he’s kind of a mix of those animals. but how do you describe that? would he be that one show, dog-cat or cat-dog?  youve seen him in a different light before but he rarely shows you what that side looks like. only once you’ve seen him as the fearful delinquent and never again.

“childe, why are you following me? don’t you have other friends?” you asked, turning your heel to stop abruptly, facing him. thankfully the road you took to go home doesn't have any crowds. otherwise, this situation could be taken in the worst way possible. childe rested his head on your shoulder, you could feel the ambience to dampen as you met his ocean eyes. 

he looked back at you, “well, name, your bodyguard is here to protect you.” 

dog. 

you rolled your eyes, “really, thats your excuse.” 

his gaze only stayed on you, “mhm, and as your bodyguard, you need to be safer around these parts.” 

“so you’re a cowboy now.” 

“no? well, i just want to say something.” 

okay, maybe a cat? 

“go on.” 

“you know in english where i acted… weird..” oh yeah, you remember now. if you recall, he was acting off. more flirty than normal, did you hate it? not exactly… but does he really need to know that? not right now. 

“there was this group of guys who were talking about you like you were an object as if you were just the girl of the week. so that’s why i was acting like we were dating. and don’t worry, i did use my words…” 

“that’s cute of you but you also fought them didn’t you?” 

“you called me cute?” 

“that’s what you focused on???” 

“that’s besides the point, you think im cuteeee.” 

“sure whatever you want.” 

he’s a dog that’s for sure. 

[whywouldyoudothistua]

ok im talking abt diego and lila

their relationships this season was so gross to me i'll start with the biggest thing but the whole "yknow she said u couldnt get pregnant while breastfeeding, you can" was WEIRD, it was WEIRD and while it could have been in character for Diego to be stupid and a jerk and view it that way them never correcting this line of thinking really just paints Lila as some conniving evil woman that tricked Diego into having more babies. Which if its meant to be true is just about the most foul way you could have written her character bc sure turn all strong-headed women into evil people thats fine that has no repercussions on feminism. But also bc realistically Lila also didn't fucking know. And not coming to any sort of conclusion on if she did or didn't is kindof crazy bc people that took that as her genuinely tricking Diego into having babies are rightly pissed bc thats a fucked up thing to do but also when it happens in REAL LIFE (i give diegos twins a little handshake) the woman usually just doesn't fucking know either, its misinformation given by doctors and the woman are usually also not fucking aware of it and are not running schemes to trick men into having babies with them and I feel like portraying it that way is just gross and unnecessary Also generally why did they have to make them hate being parents to such extremes, I really really understand how a "diego and lila struggle to be parents to 3 children after being actual superheros their whole life" plotline could've been good and I was excited when they started it out but they ended it awfully and it just makes diego and lila look like kinda shitty parents???? literally the entire show they are complaining about their children, they act like they're a burden and it never gets turned around, Diego has like one moment of realizing he needs to be more present but it's mostly put in the context of him and Lila's relationship not either of their relationships with their kids, I don't even know 2 of their kids names I'm pretty sure they call them "the twins" the entire show. And the whole thing was completely overshadowed by the weird ass Lila/Five so they never got to have a moment of realizing their marriage is a good thing, or figuring out a way to go about their lives if they really didnt want to be married anymore. I really do understand they were trying to go for a good plot where Diego and Lila are struggling and it's so reasonable that they would be! But they could not fucking fit it all in 6 episodes with the amount of screentime it was given, and I rlly just think they should've dropped it cause its such a nuanced plot to throw and them rushing through it honestly just makes it seem like diego and lila are shit parents who ideally would've never had kids Idk I'm gonna watch those last few episodes again cause I admit my eyes were fucking glazing over trying to keep up with Diego and Lila's plot while Lila was w Five and I HOPE it was handled better than I realized the first watch but I really just feel like they fumbled it and the line making it seem like Lila was tricking him into having kids never getting resolved REALLY makes me feel like umbrella academy season 4 hates women

[bridgyrose]

Hope Luna realize what she and the other humanized weapons is doing is wrong, Ruby created her by hand and cared for her more then people…like alot of people.

(Since I have two asks for this, let me combine them)

Luna gently thumbed the necklace Martyn had given her, staring into the small dust crystal in the center of the charm. Everything about Nocturne’s plan still felt off and while getting team RWBY out of the way seemed like the right way to keep them from causing trouble, it still didnt seem to add up. She had never seen them cause trouble the way Nocturne had described it, but she had a hard time trying to argue with her. 

“Luna? You’re not lost again, are you?” 

Luna paused and shook her head as she saw Blake walk up to her. She quickly put the necklace away with a smile. “No, just lost in a bit of thought. You know, classes are getting a bit tough and I need to prepare for the tournament.” 

Blake nodded and motioned for Luna to walk with her. “If you want to talk about it, I’ll listen.” 

“Thanks but I’m not sure you’d believe me if I told you what I was trying to think about.” 

“Like the fact that you and the rest of your team happen to be our weapons?” 

Luna stopped in her step, hand reaching for her pocket. “You… know?” 

“It wasnt hard to put it together. Our missing weapons, you showing up suddenly, Martyn and Ember keeping their names close to what we called them.” Blake sighed. “What I dont get is how you all managed to become-” 

“Huntresses in training?” 

“People.” 

“I’m not exactly sure I have much of an answer for that one either,” Luna said, pulling her hand from her pocket and clutching the necklace tight. “For us, it just sorta… happened. The memories of who… what I was before are practically ingrained into me. The care that Ruby put into keeping me maintained, the grimm we fought together, the practice missions we did… and yet, my first real memory is waking up from a dream.” 

Blake cocked her head. “A dream?” 

“I… dreamed of someone who claimed to have touched my soul. She gave me an offer to become human as long as I use this gift to protect humanity. And I agreed. When I woke up, I found myself here at Beacon, already enrolled with papers showing where I was from and records all made. I’m sure it was the same for my teammates but I never asked.” 

Blake nodded and ducked into an empty classroom to keep the conversation a bit more private. “But you’re our weapons. We work better together when you’re yourself-” 

“I’m more myself now than when I was just a scythe! We all are!” 

“What do you mean?” 

Luna sat down and took a moment to get the words she wanted to say. “Weapons… have souls. We’re not living, breathing things, but when a weapon is created, a piece of the huntsman’s soul is moved from them to us and it grows the more we’re used.” She looked at her reflection in the metal of the desk and smiled softly. “Its why we look the way we do. The very essence of those who created us and use us imbued into our very existence.” 

“And what’s wrong with just being a weapon?” Blake asked. “We take care of you, make sure you’re maintained, partners who depend on each other… what’s wrong with trying to live that life?” 

“Because its not our life we want to live anymore. And if you think its so easy, then you can be a weapon yourself!” 

Luna thrust the necklace into Blake’s chest and froze when she watched the necklace absorb into her and her form change into a pair of sickles connected by a chain. There was no fight, no argument, just a quick transformation and a clattering on the ground. She pulled back and nearly fell off the desk that she was sitting on as the shock of what had happened started to wear off. She jumped as her scroll rang, quickly fumbling around with it before answering. 

“Have you taken care of Ruby?” Martyn asked. 

“N-not exactly,” Luna answered. 

“Make sure to get to class on time today. We dont need you showing up late again.” 

Luna let out the breath she didnt realize she was holding as Martyn hung up. Her eyes went to the weapons sitting on the ground in front of her and her heart sank as she picked them up, the handles warm to the touch. “A-alright Luna, you… you turned one of Ruby’s teammates into a weapon. Just… just like you were told to.” She sighed and put the weapons into her backpack with shaking hands. “I’ll talk to Martyn and maybe we can call this off. There has to be another way that doesnt hurt anyone.” 

[orbch]

ep31 dropped [like 5 days ago this has been in my drafts for a hot sec], it was short but mighty, i might have to actually go in order very meticulously because the sheer amount of thoughts i have are. insane.

okay starting with the thumbnail (how u know this is about to be crazy) the thumbnail is nightlight, lightning, plumsweet, and starbeam… now i was excited because i thought we were getting those 4 as a group, maybe having a conversation of some sorts, all of them, with each other. i was WRONG! starbeam only talks to ONE of the THREE other characters in the thumbnail, and if you asked me to guess prior to me watching ep31, i wouldve made 2 consecutive wrong guesses.. because it was lightning. now i enjoy lightning and starbeam as a duo, mostly because they are funny, but not enough to excuse me getting nightbeam and plumbeam baited ngl… 😒

anyways beginning part. uh trauma flashback kind of insane. this episode is for the WEEIIIRRRD hss character combo lovers. sandbar lightning and starbeam? what? hello? home wreckers convention + lightning speed?? idk weird. also there was almost a sandspeed win but starbeam had to intervene LMFAO, episode was almost TOO peak….. but yeah starbeam and lightning interaction that was like almost civil for a few seconds idk ive always fw them as a duo heavily, mostly bc they are always cunty to each other, but this is cool too, seeing starbeam attemot to comfort him (or wtv that was) and just fumble and make things worse. oh my god also? the joke about starswirl and starbeam going by the same name?? finally??? it took 31 episodes???? to make the “which star” joke????? i cant even begin to explain how hard i cheesed over this ngl

POPULAR GIRL FLOWERWISHES OHHHH BE STILL MY BEATING HEART!!!!! listen. shes evil and mean and crazy and ruined a lot of relationships and reputations…. but like lets give it up for the first ever actually effective antagonist in hss am i right!?!?!?!? it only took 31 episodes!!!! like soarin was an ass for 5 episodes maybe and then fucked off for half the series, and starbeams kinda in her weird redemption arc.. thing… right now (and also she hasnt really had any major power as a mean girl since like. maybe ep13) , so i really fuck with this heavily! and shes not even pretending to be chill and nice! the other girls (sleeper agent trigger word) are like “um youre not gonna expose us right” and shes like “idk as long as you dont piss me off” . oh and also i fear the montage of her and her posse being mean to plumsweet is the hardest ive laughed at hss genuinely in a WHILEEE! “and rainbows gonna be fine” “yeah until your back on the road” OH MY GODDD??? that floored me i actually had tears in my eyes how hard i was laughing plumsweets ass was getting handed to her

and then nightlight like saves the day or smth idk who gaf,.. just kidding i do!!!!! if u scroll way back in my mlpsm tag u might see that, in my pre-nightbeam era, i love nightlight and plumsweets ship very VERYYYY much, and while i certainly have my ship picks now, nightlight and plumsweet interactions will ALWAYS make me happy. and again, while im not ecstatic 🙄 about me getting baited 🙄 into thinking starbeam had more interactions this episode 🙄…. the nightlight lightning and plumsweet convo was great. banger trio truly.… maybe thats also because unironically my fave plumsweet duo is her and lightning BUT WHO KNOWS!!!!

uh scelia scene, keeping this one short. they didnt break up (YAYYYY) but they are gross and cringe and lame and i hate them and i hope they dieeee…. lowkeeeyyyy…….. (said with zero hate in my heart) anyways yeah they cringe couple as hell and had me geeking i love them forever and ever.

rainbow scene, yeah! cant lie this one didnt piss me off as bad as her scenes usually do! i mean she was as dramatic and unreasonable as she usually is but like she’s actively concussed and high off pain killers so… expected… and!!! this scene also killed the fuck out of rainbowspeed even MORE! another win for me, LMFAO! now i do expect some rainbowspeed tomfoolery very soon like oh um maybe idk next episode just off the top of my head idk, but for now neither of them want to see the other so like, win?? i guess???? oh bonus comment abt this scene: the tuna eggroll joke was very funny. it was in a similar vein to the “lightning asking helia for money” and “[broken heart drawing] what do you see?” jokes in the sense of humor, idk bits like that will always be a treat for me in hss

blossomforth and starswirl scene.. am i happy they are no longer arguing? yes. am i kinda sad because i like choosing blossoms side over starswirls when they DO argue? also yes LOL. am i gonna beat starswirls ass for having the gall to make a joke about blossoms jealousy over rainbow? with haste. anyways after that stars like “um im gonna be bringing lightning to visit rainbow” UM. UM. UM. STARSWIRL. star. girl. the direction of hate went from rainbow being mad at lightning, to lightning mad at rainbow, to rainbow mad at lightning AGAIN! if u bring him against his will, someones getting their ass kicked! and i dont know who! honestly it might be you!!! this is INSANE

and my final comment is. there was a week timeskip. a week. what. what happened with the projects? did nightlight and starbeam present? plumsweet and lightning? scar and helia? im assuming rainbow and star havent had the chance? did nightlight ever actually go to stars house after ep30? did helia avoid scar the WHOLE week?? did blossom also avoid star the WHOLE week??? this is insane timeskip i think given everything else thats happened

i cant think of one reason why i shouldnt start mlpstopmotion posting on main

[shoegazely]

@godclaws :

     he  seems ….   shy ?    maybe  that’s  not  quite  the  right  word  for  it .    he’s  got  this  look  on  his  face  when  he  turns  to  her  that  reminds  her  of  her  brothers  when  she  used  to  tag  along  on  fishing  trips :     why  the  hell  are  you  talkin  right  now ?   you’re  gonna  scare  the  fish  away ,   rosemary !     nevermind  that .  her  momma  would  deem  him  reserved ,    which  rosie  thinks  is  a  nice  way  of  saying  he  seems  pretty  uninterested  in  talking .    sorry ,    new  friend !    that’s  just  too  bad .    you  took  the  bait  &  now  you’re  reeling  in  your  prize :    one  (1)  up  and  coming  country  music  singer !     

           he  does ,    unfortunately ,    not  give  her  the  answer  she  was  looking  for .    she  imitates  a  game  show  buzzer ,   shaking  her  head  in  playful  mock  disappointment .    ‘  not  quite  what  i  was  lookin  for ,    but  i  promise  i  won’t  hold  it  against  ya .   —–   wait ,    you  didn’t  remember ?  ’    her  eyes  grow  a  little  wide ,    surprised  at  the  notion  that  someone  could  be  unaware  of  a  holiday  ( especially  valentine’s !  )     so  late  in  the  day .    ‘  well  jeez ,    i  hope  you  ain’t  got  someone  waitin  for  ya  at  home  who’s  wondering  why  you  didnt  give  em  flowers  yet ,  ’     she  teases ,    tone  still  lighthearted  &  chipper  as  she  sips  her  drink  heartily .

           when  her  own  question  is  volleyed  back  at  her ,     rosie  responds  by  wrinkling  her  nose  in  dramatic  distaste .   ‘  neither ,    actually .  ’     turning  over  her  shoulder  to  point  in  the  direction  of  the  stage  where  her  guitar  patiently  waits  for  her  return ,     she  gestures  in  the  general  area .    ‘  i’m  actually  playin  tonight !    so  th’  right  answer  to  my  question  would’ve  been  that  you  heard  my  music  and  just  had  to  find  out  who  was  singing .     —–    i  actually  play  here  every  week ,    but  usually  just  on  mondays ,   wednesdays  and  fridays .    so  today’s  special .  ’   her  dimpled  grin  returns  easily  at  his  introduction .    maybe  she  misread  him !    maybe  he  actually  won’t  mind  her  pestering  him  so  much .    ‘  knox ,  ’    she  repeats :    shouldn’t  be  hard  to  commit  to  memory ,     it’s  not  a  name  she’s  heard  very  often .    ‘  i’m  rosie  howell .   pleasure  t’  meet  ya .  ’

the first thing knox notices about her is her playfulness ; not just for imitating a game show buzzer, but also for the general way in which she speaks and moves -- her vibe, as banks would've called it. actually, she does seem pretty similar to banks, his old band's bassist. or former bassist. knox has no idea if he's still even in the band, and it doesn't really matter, does it? either way, maybe that's why knox finds himself loosening up even more, setting down his drink to fully look at her and take her in. the next thing he picks up on is her southern accent, something he doesn't hear a whole lot, and it screws with his head a little bit, because then he's left wondering if he has an accent. surely not? he's just from california, after all.

shaking loose those internal thoughts, knox grows surprised at her apparent shock at him not remembering valentine's day. it almost makes him laugh, but he's not quite drunk enough to be doing that yet. "i guess i fumbled the bag," he says with a smile, "considering i got the question wrong." a pause, as he thinks of how to respond to the slightly painful reminder that no one's home waiting for him, least of all silas. "nope," he says, popping the 'p.' "i should probably consider myself lucky. was never any good at picking out gifts anyway."

knox raises a brow in surprise, following her pointer finger to the stage, listening intently now that music's involved. an even wider smile appears on his face. somehow, out of all the people in this bar, he managed to sit by someone who's a musician. "well, i just got here," he grins, "but now that i know they play live music here, i'll have to come back." knox shakes his head lightly, sipping at his drink again. "that's awesome, though, that you're a musician. i dig that." he hums softly. "it's nice to meet you too! rosie the guitarist. and singer. i'll make sure to remember that! it's always nice to find a fellow musician in these parts. i used to be a drummer, and played some tambourine sometimes too. if you ever need a backup band or something, maybe i could play with you!" he grows excited at the mere prospect. it wouldn't be the same kind of music scene as before ; no drugs, just simply playing at small bars and venues. it would be nice, and calm, and ... well, his parents would hate the mere idea, but knox is already in. maybe he can find a gig somewhere, if rosie doesn't need a drummer. and she probably doesn't, but now that the thought's in his mind? it'll be nearly impossible to lose the idea now.

[lotties-ashwagandha]

NEVER HAVE I BEEN A BLUE CALM SEA (part 4 of ?)

pairing: alice macray x reader

word count: 2061 (aaa sorry this is a longer chapter)

notes and warnings: alcohol,, that’s it i think. also i didnt proofread so please be nice i probably have a lot of typos

summary: from the moment you saw her, you swore to give her everything... or at least give her a Woody Guthrie album. 

Three days had passed since you’d visited Alice, three days in which she had never left your mind. 

You remembered her inviting herself over to your apartment, and you wondered when a reasonable time would be to invite her over – you didn’t want to seem too eager, yet you also did not want to seem like you didn’t care. 

Perhaps you should call her. You had a few minutes before you needed to leave for work, and the call would only take a moment. You’d persuaded her when you were last over at her house to give you her number. 

The thought of speaking with her sent you into an adrenaline rush. 

What if she didn’t pick up? Maybe you didn’t want her to, for you were so afraid, the prospect of calling her becoming the most terrifying idea you’d ever had. 

You noticed how spontaneous you’d become as you picked up the phone and began to dial her number, your hands shaking with every movement. 

Every ring sent you into a deeper sense of anticipation. 

She was only a few moments away, the sun was rising at last. The eternal night had ended – you were saved. It would all become okay again, for just the sound of her voice would sustain you. 

You almost dropped through the floor when a man’s voice answered the call. 

He sounded irritable, rushed, as if he were always running an hour behind schedule. He urged you to respond, yet you were at a loss for words. The man cleared his throat impatiently. 

Fumbling over your words, you asked for his name, though you knew very well what it was. You knew it was Alice’s husband, yet clarification would make him real. 

“Buck Macray,” he answered in a proud tone that made you wish to vomit. “Who is this?” 

You slammed the phone back onto the wall, hanging up the call. A string of curses left your lips, for what you were doing had properly hit you. 

You were interested in a married woman, a woman with children, a woman who did not deserve the disruption you were so willing to provide. You choked back tears of fury, promising yourself that if you cried, you would loathe yourself. 

Work. 

You had work soon. 

Slamming the door behind you, you attempted to remove Alice Macray from your thoughts, desperately hoping to achieve the impossible. 

–

It just didn’t fucking sit right with you. 

Was she interested in you? The revelation that you could be making all of this up crossed your mind in a storm, unyielding and ruthless. 

Her husband had sounded atrocious. Perhaps he was kinder with those he knew, or perhaps he was merely having a rough morning, yet the tone he’d used implied that he thought more highly of himself than anyone ever should. It reminded you of when Alice had told you that her husband had disregarded her wish to live in a different neighborhood. 

You needed to speak with her. If even for a moment, and even if she viewed you of menial importance, you needed to hear her voice. 

You needed the glow she brought to the world – you needed everything around you to heal magnificently. 

The record shop was empty – no one would interrupt your call. Hardly anyone had visited all morning. 

Dialing her number on the phone by the cash register, you wished desperately for your worries to dissipate. If she didn’t pick up, you would–

“Hello?” her melodic voice rang through the phone, and you jumped. 

“Alice?” you breathed, and you heard her sigh in what seemed like relief. “How are you doing?” 

You could hear the smile in her voice. “I’m quite well, how are you?” 

“I’m… I’m well. Listen, are you free tomorrow night? I know it’s last minute…” but I have to see you, you finished in your head. 

She was quiet for a moment, and you could almost see her contemplating your request, shifting in her stance. “Tomorrow night?” 

“Is that alright?” 

“I… I think so.” 

“Alice… you don’t sound like you think so.” 

“Buck has an event tomorrow night, a dinner party we need to attend,” she admitted. 

Fuck. 

“Go, definitely go. I don’t want to keep you from your family.” 

There was a great silence before she responded, and though it felt like eternity, it only lasted a couple of moments. 

“What if I stop by after we arrive? I usually lose him to his coworkers after everyone does their round of greetings.” 

“Are you sure?” 

“Of course,” she assured you, “you’d really be saving me, trust me.” 

You smiled, nodding even though you knew she couldn’t see you. 

“Is seven thirty okay?” 

“That’s perfect,” you agreed, hanging up a moment later. 

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A knock at the door startled you. You almost dropped the bottle of wine you were bringing to the table, the final touch of the dinner you’d planned – even if she’d already eaten, you decided, what you had planned would still be an amusing gesture, at the very least an inside joke. 

You let yourself take a deep breath before moving to unlock the door to your apartment, swinging it open to be met with the breathtaking sight of Alice Macray. 

She wore a lovely chiffon dress colored a deep purple, the color bringing out the kind glint in her eyes every time they caught the light of the candles and lamps you had used to create a golden atmosphere. She completed everything as she entered the apartment. 

It took you a moment to realize that you hadn’t yet said hello, and you greeted her awkwardly – luckily, you realized that you were not the only one that had absolutely no idea how to handle yourself, for Alice kept smoothing her dress and hardly met your eyes. 

You wondered if you had made her uncomfortable somehow. Was it all too much? Would she rather have been at the surely extravagant party than be here with you in your apartment the size of a matchbox? 

“I love your apartment,” Alice said suddenly, offering you a small smile. Yet behind her eyes was something you could not quite decipher, a deep sadness that contaminated her warm glow. “It’s so comfortable…” 

“Really? It’s rather small.” 

“Really,” she confirmed with a nod. “I wouldn’t mind living here myself.” 

You weren’t quite sure how to respond to that, so you changed the subject. “Well, if you come this way, I’ve tried cooking.” 

She chuckled. “Should I be scared?” 

“I sure am.” 

God, how you loved it when you made her laugh – to know that your words could give her some sort of joy, that just for a moment she had some sort of deep appreciation for something you had said. 

You led her to the kitchen table, attempting to contain a smile as you saw her face light up at what you had cooked and burnt. “I thought it would be a nice gesture,” you said, gesturing to the quiche waiting on the table. 

“Oh my,” she breathed, and you could tell she was attempting to respond in a way that would imply that the quiche was not black from being overcooked. “You really made this?” 

“I tried.” 

She picked up the bottle of wine, smiling softly. “You’re still determined to intoxicate me.” 

“I just thought you’d need it after being at that party.” 

Alice nodded, meeting your eyes. “See? I told you.” 

“What do you mean?” your confusion was obvious. 

“I told you that you would save me.” 

You were very fucking gay. You almost fainted at her words, your heart picking up speed as you tried to come up with a reply that was even half as well-planned as hers had been. 

Before you could, she spoke again, asking you for a bottle opener. 

“In the kitchen,” you breathed, and she walked past you, leaving you to panic for a few moments before you followed her into the kitchen. 

You heard a string of quiet curses coming from the kitchen, and you entered, amused to see her struggling to open the bottle of wine. 

She hadn’t heard you enter. 

A/N: bye there are so many dirty double entendres i could make about this whole wine cork situation everything i come up with sounds like a double entendre and not in a sexy way. 

“You need to press it down more,” you said, making your way towards her, stepping behind her. Your hands over hers, you guided the opener further into the cork, then pressed down on its wings. 

With a quiet pop, the bottle opened. 

Silence engulfed the two of you, and after a moment you realized that your hand was still over hard, and you removed it. Alice was still, and neither of you seemed to know what would happen next, but neither of you seemed too concerned with the outcome. 

She turned around, and you realized just how close you were. If you were even an inch closer, you would have felt her breath, would have heard how fast her heart was beating. 

Alice’s eyes met your own, and you never wished to look away. You could have spent the rest of your life in this very moment and never gotten bored. Her beauty colored the world around you, and you had never seen such vibrant hues. 

But doubt overcame you, it tortured you, and you reached behind her to grab the wine glasses, leaving her in the kitchen just as she had left you in the dining area only a few minutes before. 

The air seemed entirely too thin in the dining area when compared to the kitchen – you could breathe at last as you poured wine into the glasses on the table, and despite how your hands shook, you were becoming more level-headed. 

You heard Alice approach the table, watched out of the corner of your eye as she sat down, and you sat across from her. 

Peace followed her wherever she went. 

You watched in slight amusement as she carved out a slice of the overcooked quiche, her expression as she analyzed it turning to apprehensiveness. She tentatively took a bite, and you watched as her face contorted in disgust. Yet upon looking at you, she swallowed the food and sent you a smile, preparing another bite. 

You tried immensely hard not to laugh. “It’s awful, isn’t it?” 

Though she looked like she wanted to throw the dish out the window, she shook her head. “No, no, it’s fine, it’s great.” 

“Alice, you don’t have to like it. Hell, I’m not even going to try it. It’s okay.” 

She relaxed, putting down her fork and sipping her wine. 

As you sat longer in each other’s presence, conversation began to flow more naturally, the two of you finding a rhythm. You told Alice of humorous customers you had helped at the record store, and she told you about the time she had broken a vase in Phyllis Shlafly’s house and shoved the smashed pieces under the sofa. 

You loved nothing more than talking to her, exchanging stories with her, watching the way her face lit up at something she found amusing or how she would get distracted telling one story and go off into a whole different one. 

It could have been the wine that helped the two of you find such peace, yet even without it you felt that you would have had the same outcome, her presence making everything so vibrant. 

Eventually, a moment of contented silence settled between the two of you. Somewhere in the middle of your conversation the two of you had decided to rifle through all of the records you had brought home from the shop, deciding to play a record of old Ella Fitzgerald songs – Dream A Little Dream Of Me was now ringing through the room. 

You inhaled sharply when Alice’s hand found yours. Her touch was exhilarating, enlivening. 

“You’re entirely different from anyone I’ve ever met,” she whispered, looking to where your hands were entwined. “I’m pulled toward you in a way I can’t quite understand.” 

But neither of you had to understand, for this was a song without words, your own dance, and not a soul but yours ever had to learn the motions. 

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Sukuna never had a problem getting himself off. He had multiple people to pleasure him ofcourse. It was always one needy whore after another, girl or boy, man or woman. They all wanted to be beside him and praise him.

All untill you. You and your innocent little joy of life.

The day he saw you he was raptured by your sweet smile and blinding beauty. Ofcourse sukuna being the king of curses wanted a taste of you and he knew that once you got a taste of him, you would be on your knees ready to serve him, or so he thought.

To lure you in he disguised himself as a commoner. As much as he hated it that was the only way he could get you to sleep with him. And so there he was standing in front of you- hand in hand...and in a date? He didnt quite understand the concept of dating. It was bizzare and quite complex.. I mean why spend time talking about interests and giving information about oneself that can be used in battles when you could indulge in worldly pleasures lusting over him.

But when he stood there, next to your smiling figure that was failing to get the toy out of the mysterious box of gifts and treasures or as you called it a claw crane.

He didn't understand how small things like those could excite you, he knew he could get you better toys, gifts unfathomable to human kind. Gifts and treasures that only the richest-

"Hehe look isnt this one adorable" you swirled your arm into his pulling him close to hear your heavenly laughter more clearly making him twinge with goosebumps.

As you continued to adore the little ball of cotton he made it his mission to buy the biggest toy there was. Huffing his chest when making the promise only to find you laughing and telling him that it was late and you both needed to catch the last bus.

Scoffing he agreed but somehow the walk back to the station made his way with talks and taunts that somehow made the curse laugh with genuine joy and peace.

Sometimes he found himself smiling and bit too fondly and having to remind himself that he was the kind of curses, devil reincarnated, a powerful curse who once ravaged the earth making thousands tremble-

Disturbed from his thoughts you pulled him down to land the lightest kiss on his cheekbone making him stare at you in wonder.

"Good night sukuna" ofcourse he told you his name....well he wanted to tell you his actual form too but after tonight...god what if he would scare you? What if you didnt want to be with him...wait be with him? Why would he be worried if you wanted to be with him or not?

Laughing he questioned his thoughts making him talk to himself in the dark way back home

'Yea right. Me the powerful sukuna..wanting a woman like her to be with me' what rubbish he thought while having the slightest tinge of red coat his ears.

As a couple weeks went by you both got closer and closer. The more you grew closer you more flustered you got, and ofcourse he wouldnt miss any tiny detail. Everytime he did something to mess with you he would await to see your lovely flustered reaction.

When he would lean down to brush his lips on yours ever so slightly teasing every inch of your tiny self he found himself filled with eagerness and desperation to get closer and make you his. But oh dear god the way you would whimper and sound off his reactions sending blood straight to his dick.

When he found out you reacted like that, whimpering and trembling at his arms sensitive to his touch he found himself repeating it over and over again.

Only to break apart one day and found himself pinning you to the floor as he floated on top of you lips inches apart, eyes fumbling between his and his lips as though signaling to wanting more.

"You look so fucking pretty like this" he said cupping your tiny face with his big hand bringing it closer to a heated kiss, tongue swirling into your own only making you groan into the kiss. With every sound you made, every trace of your small fingers on his body he only was tempted more, tempted to rip off every piece of clothing your body dared to hold.

He wanted to leave marks all over your body, emotion of jealousy and possessiveness taking over him as he left dark red kisses onto your soft skin.

When he raised his head he found you looking at him with a shock.

"Wha- who are you?"

Confusion evidenton his face he jerked back "Huh doll what are you talking about? I'm sukuna"

"No..sukuna doesnt look like this" you said backing off to a corner and as he noted his tatto on his wrists he realised, he changed back to his form. A form he grew when in lust or holding a desire to monopolize something.

Fuck

"Sweetheart. It's me.. I was just-" he knew no words put together would explain who he was and the grew a bit angry when he saw your face holding disgust or so he thought.

Huffing he sat down explaining the most he could. Leaving out parts where he would continue on another day but today he needed you, he needed to feel you, to hear your sweet sultry voice begging him to make you cum.

To his shock you werent afraid, hurting he didnt tell you before this but as you scoped closer cupping his face clearly way too big for your tiny hand

"I just wish youd told me sooner. I dont care where you're from and what you did. As long as we are together I dont want to worry about that."

Sukuna never knew words could turn him on the way it did right now. Pouncing on you continuing where he left off he was quick to remove all your clothing.

As he removed his he noted the way you stared into his chest eyeing his every feature. As though you wanted to eat him up. As he removed his underwear your mouth fell wide.

There was no way that would fit you. No way

As though he could read your mind he came to kiss you deeply

"Dont worry brat, I'll make sure to stretch you wide enough to take me. Hmm? I know my princess will do that for me wont ya?" Nodding he smacked one hand on your cunt he trailed his fingers that were so big you worried about them fitting too.

As he rubbed circles on your clit enjoying every sound that poured out from your sweet lips. As he traced the lining of your dripping pussy he collected some of your juices in his fingers before bringing them to his mouth sucking on them

"Fuck you taste so good. Cant wait to fill you with my cum."

With the end of that sentence he entered your tight hole. Fingering you slowly at first so you got used to his huge fingers. He pumped you in and out observing every twitch and shiver you showed. He sucked onto one of your breasts and the other hand rubbed deep circles on your clit and massaged your folds.

The way he fingered you were sinful, every turn and pull making you moan in delight. As he swirled his index and pointing finger to pump more juices from your dripping cunt he came down to suck on your sensitive clit flicking it with his tongue. He continued his ministrations ramming his fingers into your twitching hole.

He was observant, learning your every reaction as he curled up his fingers to reach a spot so sensitive earning a Yelp and you scurrying away from his touch only for him to pull you back with his nails digging into the soft of your thighs. Kissing you thighs biting the inner side of them.

"Did I tell you could move away from my touch brat? The next time you scurry away and I wont let you cum. Okay? and be a good little whore and lemme stretch you" his words leaving a harsh warning into your brain you knew not to move. Rather you pushed your hips to match his pace as he fingered you to your orgasm.

As you felt a gush of water on your inner thighs you were left heaving and trying to make sense of reality when he came forward lining himself towards your entrance collecting the juices your dripping pussy let out.

"Hmm..and what should I do next princess?? Hmm?"

"Please- I.. want you in me" you said nervously fidgeting with you arms as you let you arms hang on his broad shoulders. He kissed the side of your ears whispering in an octave deeper than usual

"Want what?" He teasing and licking your ears, he knew it was your sensitive spot

"I want your huge cock. Please sukuna"

"Say it clearly brat" he said slapping your boobs before sucking and nibbling your tip

"I want ...want your big dick in me.. please sukuna"

"That's it..that's all I wanted to hear my sweet whore"

As words left your mouth you felt a stretch in your tiny pussy earning a groan from the great king himself before sinking in to reach the deepest part of you that no one ever could

"Fuck you're so fucking tight" he said ramming himself into you obliterating your sweet cunt. His thrusts never slowed down only growing stronger and a tad bit faster so that you were getting accustomed to him. The stretch was so much, too much for you to handle as you felt tears spilling from your reddened cheeks you held onto him hoping you make it out out this alive because the way he was making a mess out of you you werent sure.

He continued and on noticing your tears he kissed your cheeks and lips asking if you were okay. The great king reduced to asking whether you were okay or not..times had truly changed

"Go- go a bit slower.. you're...to..too big unnhhh" you said leaving nail marks on his back earning a hiss from him and that sentence just drove him over the cliff.

Realization hit and he slowed down not so much just a bit so that his arms were on either side of you, mouth kissing your cry of pleasure away.

Soon his arms held your waist in a way to slightly hold you up and he angled himself to curve himself into you. You gasped into the air, breath leaving your lungs for a second as he smirked with the power that only he had. To make such a face out of you.

Hair messed up, body sweating and mouth left gaping open for him to steal open mouthed kisses anytime he wants. As he pulled you closer every inch of his dick now entering your tight cunny you felt your stomach bulging a bit and on looking down you found a bump of his tip. Smirking he massaged the area

"Is my dick too big for you tight cunny hm?" He said but the sight of you fucked up like this only drove him nuts making him turn your insides violently making you scream.

"Yes..you're so big. So fucking biggg...fuck su...I'm.. I'm so.."

Circling your sensitive clit he groaned into the sensation of you tightening on him "I know princess. Fuck I'm close too"

As you felt white run out you jerked your hips to match his brutal pace whimpering about how big he was and how hes ruining you.

With every thrust he grew closer to his unbecoming as he let out white strings of hot cum into your tight sweet cunny.

The sight etched into his memory, you laid out in front of him bare and vulnerable with dark marks all over your body, cunt leaking out his cum and sheets soaked with both your fluids.

This was a sight he would never forget as he laid next to you bringing you on top of him you rubbed circles on his tattooed chest admiring his chiseled body.

He brought your face up to kiss him sweetly, as though he was scared he would break you.

You fell into a deep slumber while the curse stayed awake..wondering what to be done of his new pet.

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Hello! How are you, and I have a request if you wish to do it. So I was thinking of a College AU with Shinsou working there as a part-time employee, then one day fem! reader comes in and at first he is like “Pfft whatever” but then he brings dropping his tsunade behavior and beings growing soft for her while he got to know her and he has seen her rescue a kitten in which he asked to help co-parent their child. He is doing it to get to know her more because he fell for her, but she is a bit oblivious when it comes to ✨feelings✨. I thought this would make a cute HC/ Drabble, however you wish to do it, of how their relationship began to bloom at the local coffee shop.

AAAAHHHH!!!! YES!

Happy Birthday to Shinsou Hitoshi!💜

The most adorable, handsome, and overall best purple headed boy on the show (Fuck off Mineta).

To Take Care of a Stray: Shinsou Headcanons

Barista! Shinsou x F! Reader

FLUFF

As any college student would tell you, cheap caffeinated drinks were a must.

Coffee specifically was a must.

Shinsou was honestly debating if he needed his 3rd cup of coffee that morning or if he could just wing it and go on with an empty tank.

He procrastinated when it came to his assigned project, plus his project partner ditched him, so he was practically all alone figuring his shit out.

And thats how he found himself working at his local coffee shop.

He hated every single customer that would come in at any hour of the day that he work on.

They all demanded his attention and honestly, some days he wished he could just scream in their faces that "No, i don't give a fuck about your pet bird speaking back to you. I'm only here to make you your coffee and take your money."

The cheap coffee was worth it though, so he keeps the complaining to a minimum.

Retail is honestly a "no reward" type of job. The amount of entitlement that some people have baffles him at times.

Around his second year in college he ends up working the late shift to make some extra cash. It also meant less people coming in and demanding an overly complicated drink. Score!

The sound of the rain pouring down helped calm his nerves and allowed him to relax for moment before the door of the shop swung open.

"Oops, sorry. Didn't mean to do that." The first time you walked into the shop you accidentally pulled the door with too much force that it ended up slamming into the wall.

Shinsou immediately didn't like you.

Who the fuck was this woman?

You went up the counter and told him your order taking out your money and handing it to him.

Clean and simple. Nothing special.

Then you came back again a few days later. That really fucked with him.

Most customers came in and never bothered to talk to him. He wanted their money while they wanted the shitty coffee they sold. Easy, right?

Nope, not with you apparently. You came in and asked about his day, how his studies were going, and if anything interesting happened in the shop.

He would respond with brief answers and immediately ignored you afterwards.

You were just so annoying.

..Ok, maybe not.

You were funny, the way you fumbled and played it off as you being intentional.

The way your mouth would widen into a smile anytime he spoke back to you.

You weren't overly energetic, nor overly happy. You were just nice, nice to him.

He wasn't use to that.

You fascinated him just because you existed and he wanted to learn more about you.

He got his chance on the 5th time you came in.

You usually came in at a specific time, always when there was barely any customers, but today you didnt' show up at all.

He wont admit it but he got concerned and would keep looking at the clock on the wall and back to the door of the coffee shop.

When you finally came in, you had scratches on your hand and on your cheek.

"What the fuck happened to you?" He leaned onto his hand that was placed on the counter top. His body relaxed and only showed boredom.

In reality he was terrified, you had scratches on your hands and red streaks too. Why?

"Oh, i was just- i fell into a bush." You gave him a smile that made his heart flutter and legs go weak.

He was so happy he was leaning on the counter because he hadn't he would have fallen onto the floor.

Your smile just had that affect on him.

"How stupid can you be? Look were your going next time."

"Aww, thanks sir!"

Good mood was gone. He told you not to treat him like your friend, thats not what you both are.

...But he really hated that you took that very literally and didn't bother to at least call him by his last name.

"Hmm." He gave you your usual and answered the questions you had for him that day.

You started to come in 4 times a week and every time you did he would notice new scratches on you.

The scratches weren't that bad, he thought maybe you were one those "adventures" types, but the red marks were concerning him.

When he would ask you about them you always had a different excuse for them.

"My backpacks straps are bit rough."

"I placed my arm wrong on the table"

It was this or that but never a concrete answer.

It was happening every time you came in so something had to be wrong.

He gathered up the little cuarage he had and decided to ask you what you were doing.

"Why do have so many scratches on you?" You werent expecting him to be so blunt but you happily told him to meet you after his shift at the nearby alleyway.

He was suspicious of you but he was also curious, he desperately needed answers because the concern for your wellbeing was getting to be too much for him.

He followed your instructions and walked towards the alleyway you directed him to.

When he turned the corner he saw the most beautiful scene in the world.

You were surrounded by cats...and you were giving them food.

He could die happily then and there.

"W- this is why you show us with scratches all over you!?" You nodded but got up and walked over to a cardboard box that was tucked under a bigger box.

You told him to follow and when he crouched down to see what was in it he saw two huge eyes staring back at him.

"You've been- this little thing is the reason for your scratches?"

"Yep!"

He laughed at you and helped you feed all of the cats.

When the two of you finished up, you picked up the box that the small kitten was tucked in and gave it a pat on the head.

"What are you going to do with the kitten?" Shinsou asked you.

"Well, i wish i could take it with me but i don't think i'd be able to take care of it since i work early in the morning and have classes late at night."

Shinsou's mind started planning.

He really liked you and wanted to be around you more often.

Shit, if he was brutally honest he had a crush on you.

"Well, i have classes early morning while i work at night. So...why don't we co-pa-... i mean co-care for the little guy?" He knows his ears were red, he knows his face was starting to turn red as well.

But he wasn't about to admit that he really wanted you to say "yes".

"Uh, ok. Sure!"

Shinsou was over the moon with this and it was all going so perfectly as well.

The kitten would spend the mornings with you and in the afternoons the two of you would meet up to take care of it together.

You both decided to name the kitten Mieko.

""Beautiful blessing child", thats a cute name! Why do you want to call him that?"

"Because...i want to- y-you idiot. Stop asking so many questions!" You just laughed at him and gave him a pat on the shoulder.

Shinsou melts.

Shinsou would bring the kitten with him to work since his boss had a soft spot for animals.

Imagine how exited he was when you first invited him into your own apartment.

"You have your own place? Color me impressed."

"Thanks Shin." Shinsou blushed a little at the nickname. It had been over a month that you both agreed to take care of the kitten together.

The more time he spent with you the more he fell.

"I hope you like the umm...book." This was another thing that started after the two of you began to co-parent the kitten. He would bring you gifts and act like it meant nothing.

Reality is that he was courting you.

He expected you to make a comment on his gifts but you glossed over them like nothing.

It was getting on his nerves.

"Aah, hey. Do you want to take Mieko out for a walk...again."

"Was that a question or a demand?" You laughed at him

You made it look easy with how much you make him blush.

The more time you both spent with each other, the more Shinsou realized he was truly in love with you and wanted you to be by his side.

But he was facing a problem. You.

You wouldn't pick up on the hints he was dropping on you. His interest on you.

So one day he decides to just tell up upfront if you would like to go on a date with him.

"Hey Shin, do you want to go on a date with me?"

Shinsou. exe has stopped operations

"W-wha-"

"I'm joking buddy! But seriously do you want to go out to eat? I think Mieko would-"

"W-WHaT!? F-fuck no!" That upset you because you thought he might like free lunch.

"You could've just said no." He was losing you, again.

Fuuuuuuuck!!!!!

"N-no wait! What i wanted to say was umm, would you like to go out with me? Like a date! N-not like friends."

You both just stared at each other for a moment, the silence only making the situation worse.

"...Sure."

Mieko, your child, just blinked at the two of you.

"These two ridiculous humans are my parents, great." At least this lead to Shinsou moving in with you and Mieko having a permanent home now.

Double the pats for the two new people in your home, double the purring sounds, double the angry and grouchy cats begging for your attention.

Who wold trade this? You got to cuddle with the two most adorable people in this world.

"I'm not fucking adorable Y/n!"

"Shush Toshi or you're not getting cuddles and kisses."

"....fine."

[mitts2002]

Aight’ Bet

Hi this is my first time posting on here so I hope whoever is reading this enjoys!! This is a noritoshi kamo x reader where the nori and (Y/N) need a little push from their wonderful Gojo sensei to finally confess~

"Dont you think (Y/N) and noritoshi would make the cutest couple!?" Gojo screamed over the phone to Utahime who sighed in response.

"I can't help but disagree Gojo, Noritoshi doesn't seem ready for a relationship plus is the only reason you rang me really to discuss our students non existent love lives?" Utahime retorted knowing that the couple would in fact be adorable yet refusing to accept that Gojo could actually be right about something.

"No Utahime! I bet if them two were able to spend a few hours together the tension would build up so high that one of them would burst and BAM a couple would be born" the blue eyed male replied, the volume of his voice increasing with each word trying to convince her that they were the highschool sweethearts the jujustu world needed.

“How could you even say that!? I get that its cute whenever they glance at each other and shy away with cute little blushing cheeks but i bet it would take more than a few hours for a whole relationship to-” “OH you bet“ Gojo interrupted an obvious smirk on his face knowing Utahime wouldn’t back down from his advances.

“you know what i meant idiot i wasn’t actually trying to make a bet with you especially after what happened last time” the black haired woman scoffed after hearing a chuckle through the phone.

“Aight’ bet! tomorrow ill bring my second years to kyoto for some training and then lets see if something happens between our precious students“ Gojo proposed excitedly as if he were a child in a sweet shop.

“you know what fine! and im only agreeing cause i know nothings gonna happen tomorrow between them i mean noritoshi is too stiff and (Y/N) always backs out last minute” utahime exclaimed not wanting to prove Gojo right. “GREAT! if i win then you will have to be my slave for 2 whole days and if you win ill be your-” “wait i never agreed to that!” “see ya tomorrow then!” Gojo had quickly rushed his farewells before hanging up relieved he avoided Utahime’s lecture.

"Alright class!" Gojo sensei yelled excitingly as he burst through the doors. This overgrown man child always had something new, it could never be a regular class where his students actually learn then were let out for a break. No Gojo Satorou had to be the most extra male on this earth and for the first time ever it worked in his second year student (Y/N)'s favour.

"What it is now?" Maki groaned with an annoyed expression on her face. No one could blame her though after all the blindfolded man put his beloved students through. "Don't be so sour maki! Be like me a sweet little mochi~ Oh and before I forget I wanted to let you all know that we will meeting with our lovely sister school for some training. Isnt that great!?" Gojo sensei had announced clapping his hands and smiling brightly.

'I wonder if training is all this is' (Y/N) thought to herself realising how sus this situation was before speaking out "wait Gojo sensei weren't we meant to learn a super secret technique today? You said that you were gonna show it us yesterday and that nothing could stop you" (Y/N) questioned as Inumaki gave a little "shake" for support.

"Well my dear (Y/N) something VERY important has come up and we must go to kyoto immediately. You have no right to deny and we will be leaving in 30 minutes so go grab whatever you kids need" Gojo sensei had practically sung before skipping out the door. What an odd man everyone collectively thought before getting up to grab whatever they needed.

30 minutes has passed and in that time panda had gathered his and maki's weapons while you and toge stocked up on cough medicine and basic medical equipment. The journey was short since Gojo had practically teleported you all there and all that was left was to approach the students.

A few figures from the distance were slowly coming into view and (Y/N) could vaguely make out that only utahime, miwa, mai, momo and noritoshi had attended this last minute joint training.

Despite the others reaching and gathering around your small group of second years giving their greetings the only thing your eyes could focus on was noritoshi’s thick black hair as it gently swayed in the breeze. Honestly it was as if the man was in a L'Oréal advert or something.

"(Y/N) stop staring we all know you both have this weird thing going on but we're here to train not flirt dumbass" Maki had whispered into your ear but little did she know that you were in fact here to flirt and not train due to a certain bet between two teachers.

“alright kids listen up! me and the wonderful Utahime sensei have set up this last minute training as its always good to train with new people and techniques. Everyone will be working in pairs“ Gojo announced before Utahime continued.

“The teams we decided on today will be Maki and Miwa, Momo and Imumaki, Panda and Mai then (Y/N) and Noritoshi. Eveyones free to do whatever they want in their sparring matches just don’t severely injure each other, me and Gojo will be watching over the matches and determine the winners“ Utahime informed all the students before they scurried off to in different spaced out areas.

"So Noritoshi how are you? Its been a while since we've last seen eachother" (Y/N) said trying not to let her nervousness show.

"I'm alright just studying and training to be honest. Although I recently started to practice cursive and can even write my own name now" he responded with pride and a small nice.

You laughed causing Noritoshi to cock his head to the side in confusion. "Is there something wrong with cursive?" His deep voice asked with clear offense.

"No no it's just that's so freaking cute and you look so happy about it too" (Y/N) teased with more laughter and ruffled his hair

"Oi don't touch my hair do you know how long it takes to do these wrap bang things?"

"Well how would I know I've never done them nori"

"Well one day I could teach you if you'd like" Noritoshi offered looking to the side trying to hide his red cheeks.

"Aww I'd love that I'm awful at doing hair to be honest so learning some new styles would be great but first we gotta get this dumb sparring match over and done with" (Y/N) moaned as she got into position.

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An hour had flew by and the students were taking a break from their matches happily chatting away while the teachers spoke in private about their progress. “come on look at the way they look at eachother OH (Y/N) touched his shoulder SHES FLIRTIN-” “GOJO SHUT THE FUCK UP YOUR SO DAMN LOUD” “sorry but loooook they in love” Gojo cried out with fake tears in his cerulean eyes

“Alright lets just observe look theyre going to the vending machine to get some drinks like FRIENDS DO“ Utahime emphasised on the friends worried she might lose and become this awful mans slave for 2 days.

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“Nori im gonna go get a drink from the vending machine do you want one?” “Actually ill just come with you if you dont mind” “OH sure thats fine does anyone else want anything!?” (Y/N) yelled to the whole group receiving a choir of get me this please or get me that and the single tuna mayo.

The walk to the vending machine was quiet but a comfortable silence had fallen upon the pair. It was always like this when you were around Noritoshi Kamo. Peaceful. She didnt feel the need to go the extra mile to entertain him or ensure he wasn’t bored in your presence as your playful banter and sarcastic remarks towards one another was enough for the both of you. 

“(Y/N) is it me or have Gojo and Utahime sensei been staring at us more than the others?“ Noritoshi questioned unable to shake off the feeling of being watched. “Um i’m not too sure i havent been really paying attention to anything other than yo-“ Embarrasment washed over (Y/N) as the words flew out of her mouth before she could stop herself.

“Is that so?“ Nori smirked slightly as you swore you could drop dead right here in this moment. “No i just meant that” “Meant what?“ Noritoshi interrupted leaning closer as you fumbled through your words

“OH LOOK the vending machine is right there better get those drinks“ You quickly said and scrambled away before Noritoshi could get any closer.

“SEE Nori was too intimidating and (Y/N) ran off despite clearly wanting him! its never gonna happen today“ Utahime whispered to Gojo benhind the bushes as he shook his head. “Trust me i have faith in my wonderful (Y/N) I AINT RAISED NO BITCH“ He exclaimed in response while Utahime facepalmed.

The two young adults had collected all the drinks they needed and were ready to walk back to the group. ‘come on (Y/N) you’ve liked this man forever now and everyone knows he must like you back ITS NOW OR NEVER HOE’ (Y/N) screamed words of encouragement to herself before grabbing Noritoshi’s sleeve.

“Is everything alright (Y/N)?” “I have something ive been meaning to tell you Nori, I um like you a lot and i’d like to take you out if you dont mind” (Y/N) had practically yelled at the poor boy because of her stupid nerves and adrenaline.

The silence was broken by an angelic laughter coming from none other than Noritoshi Kamo. “Well i would’ve liked to be the one to take you out but i guess sometimes its alright for traditions and stereotypes to be broken by the younger generation” Nori responded as he walked closer to (Y/N) wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into a sweet kiss. The kiss was messy and clearly new to the both but filled with much love and passion that was finally being expressed by the pair.

As their lips eventually pulled away never wanting this to end, heavy breaths filled the air and cheeks flushed but all that was interrupted by a white haired male clapping in the background screaming “YES I WIN” while the other teacher crouched to the ground tears in her eyes.

[casual-flower]

Hiii 💕

I'd like to request fluff 3 or 14 with Vanderwood, if that's okay? 👉🏻👈🏻

But of course no rush! 😊

Prompt : Fluff 14 - "Am I your lock screen?" // "You weren't supposed to see that."

Moments

Summary : MC and Vanderwood finally escape their exhausting everyday life. The view of Vanderwood so peaceful and relaxed is just a little too precious for MC to let go.

Word count : 1k

"At last," Vanderwood puffed out, carefully setting down a wooden basket on the picnic blanket.

"We're here. Away from everything. No Saeyoung, no work, no disruptions. Just... just us." He continued, smiling delicately and turning back to glance at MC.

She returned his smile with one of her own, her expression filled to the brim with adoration and warmth. There was nowhere else she would rather be right now.

The sun was beaming down on them, gentle heat parading on their skin. The soft rustles of brightly-coloured trees was soothing the remains of apprehension that they could still feel present in their veins.

After all, they had never been this far away from their home since they moved in together. This was all new to them, but each other's company was more than enough to calm this subconscious anxiety.

They were safe now.

Both of them were.

"Yeah.. guess now we'll be able to catch a break, huh?" MC laughed weakly. She was so tired. So incredibly tired. And she knew Vanderwood was, too.

And that was why they were here - to relax, to loosen up, to finally live. This was their chance to get away, forget everything else, and simply enjoy each other's company.

"Mhm, and that's just not possible with a certain unexpected guest coming to our house so damn often uninvited, is it?" Vanderwood murmured under his breath, annoyance clearly apparent in his tone. As much as he appreciated that Saeyoung was willing to keep in contact so regularly, sometimes it became a bit much for both of them.

"Come on, he's not here right now. It's just like you said! It's just us two. Nobody else~" MC said, hoping to ease his irritation. She then sat down on the blanket and began taking out various foods out of the picnic basket.

The next few hours were filled with nothing but pure joy and laughter. MC and Vanderwood were still sat down, their backs leaning against an oak tree. A soft breeze caused the grass surrounding them to flutter and wave.

Eventually, the two didnt have much to say anymore. They accompanied eachother in a comfortable silence, only the sounds of nature can be heard.

MC was looking into the distance, mind blank as she tried to recall the names of flowers she could see.

"Poppies.. Sunflowers.. Buttercups.. Daisies.."

A startling snore brought back MC's attention to her partner, who was sitting right beside her. Except he was.. asleep? His head rested on the edge of her shoulder, as well as the tree behind them.

He looked so.. peaceful. Unbothered. Calm.

Ever since Vanderwood gained his freedom from the agency, he wanted to try "normal" things for the first time. To see how it all felt. Whether.. it even suited him.

One of those things were photos. None were allowed under the agency, it was one of the most basic principles. It was too dangerous for people like them. The only use of photography was strictly for the agency's identification purposes. Pictures gave them a sense of belonging, an inkling of permanence. A real identity. Something they were not permitted to have, something they didn't deserve.

But it wasn't like that anymore. Now, Vanderwood had everything he'd ever dreamed of.

Here they were, simply sitting down together. Still, moments like these were so, so, so important to MC, that she knew what she had to do.

She wanted to immortalise it. To treasure it.

So, naturally, she took out her phone out of her pocket and-

Click!

She took a photo. Or two.. or three.. Well. She ended up taking around a dozen. If she could, she would have taken even more, but Vanderwood began to stir and mumble to himself.

He would wake up any minute now.

MC fumbled with her phone for a second, and an idea struck her.

Lock screen.

She picked out one of the photos she just took of a sleeping Vanderwood and herself, and a few taps later, her lock screen changed to the same picture.

Smiling widely, she set her phone down once again, and patiently continued her previous activity of admiring flowers.

Minutes later, MC heard a groan escape her boyfriend's mouth. He stretched and blinked repeatedly to shake off the sleepiness he was under.

"MC.. hope I wasn't asleep for too long?" Vanderwood turned his head upwards, he noticed that the sun was about to start setting.

"No, don't worry. It's all good!" MC replied. She started cleaning up leftover food and paper plates that were still on the blanket.

"We should probably go and head back to the car in a few.. Actually, what time is it, lovely?" Vanderwood reached a hand in, helping her with the task of tidying up. Their hands lightly brushed against eachother in the process.

"Oh, right! Yeah, one sec, I'll check." MC picked up her phone and turned it on.

"Huh?" Vanderwood squinted at the screen in front of him, genuine confusion deepening his surprised expression.

"...Am I your lockscreen?" Now, he was looking straight into her angelic eyes, completely unsure of what to think of this. It was all so new to him.

"You.. weren't supposed to see that. I wanted to- Man, how did I already forget I-"

"No, no! It's fine. I.. like it. That you- that you want to see me even on your lock screen. To be honest, I'm surprised we didn't come up with this before." He chucked, taking out his own phone and tapping away at it for a few seconds.

"...Aaaand, there. Now I'm your lock screen, and you're mine." Vanderwood flipped over his phone to show MC so that she could clearly see the image he chose.

She was speechless. Her face was blank, mind malfunctioning.

"GOD, he... is so damn sweet.." was currently her only thought.

A massive grin spread on her face, her eyes shifting from the screen to Vanderwood's face. MC leaned in, leaving no time for second-guessing, and-

Muah!

She kissed his forehead.

Immediately, his face was enriched with a crimson red. Every kiss felt as special as the last. And the unexpected ones..

Oh, the unexpected ones.

They were his favourite.

"Starting a war, are you? I see how it is." He smirked, and lunged forward, showering MC in brief kisses.

They spent the remainder of their time there entangled in a wonderful mixture of giggling, affection and admiration.

These moments once again reminded him that he has everything.

He has her, and she has him.

And they were safe.

Both of them were.

Hello!! This is my first time writing fluff, so I hope it’s fine at least. I was getting SO SO SO flustered when I started writing this LOL. This is also my first time posting my writing, let’s see how it goes gAHHHHH-

Thank you so much for reading! Comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated ^^

[honeypirate]

What’s a Carnival w/o a Kiss?

Nishinoya, Tendou, Kuroo, and Bokuto visit you at your kissing booth.

Fem reader

Choose your character ending!!

Your best friends name is Mina bc I’m watching MHA and needed a name.

Not edited.

When they approved your VBC kissing booth you were shocked. You thought for sure it would be denied but apparently they thought it would be fun. “What’s the harm in a kiss?” The principle had said while following it up by stating if anyone was truly uncomfortable they didn't have to participate, it was the person’s choice to participate in the kissing booth.

You spent the day preparing the booth and painting it for the carnival tomorrow. You were nervous about it even though the kissing booth was your idea. You only suggested it becasue you thought it would be a great way to raise money since everyone on the girls and boys teams were well know. Plus you thought you could get out of it. nope, if your best friend Mina was participating there was no way she would let you out of it since she knew if you were really uncomfortable with it you wouldnt have thought of the idea yourself. “Too bad so sad” she said while you poured. The girls team would be the ones in the booth Saturday morning and the boys in the booth in the afternoon. Your time was scheduled for noon and youd be in there for fifteen minutes.

You werent just nervous because you had to kiss people, but what if no one wanted to kiss you? What if the entire fifteen minutes you had no one would show up? Just lines and lines for Mina who was right after you. You would feel so embarrassed and it might wreck your self esteem. You sigh and wipe off a bit of paint where you spilled and fixed your other mistakes.

“This looks amazing y/n!” (Noya/tendou/kuroo/Bo) said as he came over to you and you laughed softly “really? Thanks. It isnt hard though it’s just two colors” he laughs and picks up the paint brush with red on the end and placed a bit on your nose and you gasp, your cheeks flushing “doesnt mean you arent good at it!” he says and you smile softly. Somehow just his presence seemed to calm you down “thank you” you said softly and he nods with a grin. you take the white and paint a stripe down his cheek and then giggle as he gasps in shock.

Somehow in the paint fight ended up with him holding your hands above your head and painting doodles on your face while you chuckled and stared up at him. He was so pretty, you didnt get much time to appreciate his looks but you thanked whatever gods were above for this chance

“Hey! Save it for the booth!” His Coach calls out and you feel your face flush as he just laughs above you and rolls off you “sorry coach!” he replies and you avoid eye contact, too embarrassed for being caught goofing off.

“The booth is going to be amazing tomorrow” he says and helps you wash your brushes. “I hope so” you whisper softly, your anxieties coming back. When you’re done you walk him to the gym door so he can head to practice “Hey” he says softly and you look up at him “i’ll see you at the booth tomorrow, okay?” he says with a grin and it makes your stomach flop and your heart race. Your cheeks feel warm as you smile back at him “i’ll-” you clear your throat so you can sound more confident and then grin “i’ll be looking forward to it”

You couldnt sleep, nervous for the kissing booth but now you were nervous because you knew at least ONE person would be there in your line. You didnt even care if you had no other people who wanted to kiss you because you knew your crush was going to be there. At least you hoped that was what he meant.

That morning you made sure you wore your favorite outfit and put on a little perfume, you did your hair your favorite way so you could have more confidence in yourself and at the end of getting ready you felt actually really good about yourself. You looked in the mirror and smiled, maybe today would be the day you would kiss your crush.

Mina shaked your shoulders and squealed “are you ready?!” she said and pushed you towards the booth you had been abiding all day a long “nooooo” is his you respond and she just laughs. “Time to switch!” she sings and your Captain laughs at the boos that Mina get and she waves “sorry boys” she says and pats your shoulder as she exits the booth “good luck” she says and you smile and swallow hard. “Now it’s time for y/n!” Mina sings and you walk through the booth, pausing for a moment when you hear whistles and cheers which was the opposite of what you were expecting. You take a seat on the stool and feel your cheeks flush as the first boy steps up and hands you a red ticket and then presses his lips to yours for a second.

After five minutes kissing didnt even feel like kissing anymore. You lost count of the people who wanted to kiss you but after a few more minutes the line ends and you get a break. You look at your phone to check how much time you have left. 4 minutes to go. You felt your heart begin to shrink when you thought he wouldn’t come. You were distracted by a text from Mina you didnt notice someone approaching until he spoke.

Nishinoya

“Is this booth open?” he asks with a chuckle and your eyes snap up as a smile spreads across your lips “i thought you werent gonna make it” you say with a lilt in your voice and he laughs “how could i miss this? I get to kiss the most beautiful girl not to mention my long time crush” you feel your cheeks flush “i've been waiting for you all day, not to mention i won you this!” he pulls up a small teddy bear and your eyes widen with a chuckle “really! That’s so sweet Noya!” he gets a little nervous now, he confessed his feelings and you didn't say anything about it yet. He feels his face flush as he fumbles with his ticket in his hands. “So.. uh.. Yeah” he says and rocks on his toes as he looks at his ticket. You laugh and hold out your left hand for the ticket with a small smile. He grins as his cheeks dust darker pink as he places the piece of paper gently in your palm. You hop off the stool and lean across the booth to cup his cheek “i’ve been waiting all day for you” you whisper and then you press your lips to his.

Your lips softly rest against his for a moment before you’re pulling back “no, wait” he says softly and cups your cheeks, pulling them back to his own. His tongue touches your bottom lip and you meet it with your own, deepening the kiss and humming in happiness as your lips move together

“Hello?!” the boy behind him asks annoyed and you pull apart with blushing cheeks “sorry guys y/n’s time is over!” Mina says from behind you. You dont know when she appeared but you felt embarrassed anyway. You wave to the long line of guys that had appeared and they all looked mad as Nishinoy just looked like he was in heaven as he walked around the side of the booth to meet you at the back. “Hi” you say shyly and he smiles “hi beautiful” he says you blush “I really like you, Yuu” you whisper with a shy laugh and he takes your hand, lacing your fingers together. “I would hope so! You kissed me like it!” you laugh and rock your shoulder into his playfully “wanna go get some cotton candy?” he asks and you laugh “yes! That sounds amazing. Then maybe we could ride the ferris wheel”

Tendou

“Helloooo” he says happily while waving his ticket slowly in front of your phone “aren’t phones against the rules?” you laugh and roll your eyes “you’re here” you say softly and he smiles and runs a hand through his hair “here i am!” he says with a laugh that shows his anxiety. You take his ticket and then reach up and run your hands through his hair “can i tell you something?” you ask, grateful there isn’t anyone behind him right now. He nods, his ruby eyes shining as they stare into yours “I’ve been waiting for you Satori” you say and laugh shyly and he cups your cheeks, pressing his lips against yours softly. Its soft and sweet and when you pull back he’s pulling your lips back to his again and again, quickly peppering kisses against your lips as you chuckle. “Tendou?” he kisses you and hums in response “maybe” kiss kiss “we should” more kisses “tendou!” mina shouts and he pulls back to look behind you as he still holds your face “take her away, her time is over” tendou shouts for joy and hops through the booth window, taking your hand and leading you away as you chuckle “lets get some lunch and talk about how much you love me” he says and you laugh “sounds good to me” you respond and squeeze his hand. He looks to you with a gasp before his face turns into a grin “and obviously i’ll talk about how much i love you back. It wont just be about me” you laugh “i know, i could tell how much you liked me from those kisses”

Kuroo

“Hey there cutie” he says and you laugh as you shove your phone in your pocket. He always had a way of taking away all your anxiety. You smile up at him as he hands you a red ticket. “Glad you could finally make it Tetsu” you joke as you take his ticket, placing it in the basket with all the others. “I told you id be here” he said with a smile as he leaned his elbows on the booth and smiled at you now he was your height. “And here i thought you were just waiting to kiss all the girls” he hums and reaches out to tuck your hair behind your ear “nah, i only wanna kiss you. I mean, why would i want to kiss anyone else when i have you?” you hop off the stool and lean closer “and how are you sure you even have me?” you whisper and he cups your cheek softly “you have no idea how bad I am hoping” he says, his eyes showing how much vulnerability he is hiding with his teasing “same here” you whisper as he cups your cheeks and presses his lips to yours. The kiss ends sooner than you hoped but the way he is smiling melts your heart “are you done here yet?” he asks with a chuckle and mina behind you yells out “yes! She is! Go on!” she ushers you out of the booth. He holds his hand out to you and you take it with a smile, lacing your fingers together “I guess you were right” you say and he laughs “about what?’ he asks and you squeeze his hand as a blush dusts your cheeks “you have me”

Bokuto

“Hey!” he shouts and you look up at him “no hey hey hey?” you ask as you stand from the stool and smile. He laughs and scratches behind his head “i’m just a little nervous” he says with a shy laugh “hey” you say softly and he meets your eye with his cheeks blushing “I was really hoping you’d come” you say softly, your heart racing. “Really?” he asks and leans forward, placing his ticket on the booth edge and you laugh with a nod. You raise your hand and use your finger to tell him to come closer which he does with a smile and you cup his cheek with one hand while leaning into his opposite ear “i really, really like you Kou” you whisper and he hums in excitement “i like you too!” he says and you laugh “maybe i should kiss you now” he says and you nod as you feel yourself get twice as nervous. He cups your cheeks “so beautiful” he whispers before he presses his lips to yours. You hum at the same time and then chuckle as you kiss him deeper. He pulls back and you chuckle as you wipe his bottom lip with your thumb. Mina taps your shoulder “you’re done hun, now go get your man” she says and you laugh as you make your way around to Bo who excitedly takes your hand “do you wanna maybe turn this into a date?” he asks and you smile with a nod “I’d love that Kou”

~ending~

You spend the whole day with him and watch the sunset form the Ferris wheel, stopping right at the top for you guys. “Wait” you say and turn to him “weren’t you supposed to be in the kissing booth too?” You ask and he chuckles softly “yeah I ditched. I don’t want to kiss anyone else but you” you smile, your cheeks flushing and heart dancing at his words “well if I knew that in the beginning” you say with a laugh and he cups your cheek “you only wanna kiss me too?” He asks softly, his eyes drifting to your lips as you nod. “Then maybe you should be my girl” he says and you laugh “yeah maybe I should” you say just before his lips press against yours for the umpteenth time already today, sending warm fuzzies to your heart and spawned more butterflies you were sure to fly out and into his mouth.

[honeygingergemini]

Hey bb I'm here for two things! If you do taglists can I be added to all your cevans characters? And to request a daddy Steve and princess reader. Maybe her innocence and sweetness turning soft daddy on? Or anything you'd like. Thank you❤❤

Hello :))) First I’m so sorry that I took so long to get this put a lot of stuff happened in a short amount of time but its finally finished and I hope you love it!<3

I’ve read this a thousand time but I know there’s still typos please ignore them <3

warnings: innocent reader, fingering, attempts at dirty talk and praise kink

word count: 1.9k 

My Little Princess

As much as you try, your mind keeps replaying the conversations from work. You and the other ladies of the office always eat lunch together and gossip about office drama. Today was no different. The trending topic of the office today was Michelle and her engagement. The dialogue quickly changed from how big Michelle's ring is to what she had to do to get that ring. Or better yet, what she had to suck. 

“I bet she blows him off every night.” Kim spills between bites. 

“Blows?” All five heads turn in unison eyeing you with suspicion. 

“Uh yeah babe, blow job.” Tina mutters in a condescending tone you don’t catch. 

“What’s a blow job?” 

You squirm from embarrassment. Hours later and you can still feel the twinge of humiliation bubbling in your chest. Of course it would be you, of course it had to be you. The only woman in the world who’s never given a blown job. It’s not like you didn’t know what a blow job was, because you did! You just hadn’t known it had different names. You shuffle again, blowing out air from your nose. 

“You okay, princess?” 

“Hmm, yeah yeah, i’m fine.” You tuck yourself closer into Steve’s arm trying to focus on the movie infront of you, but you can’t. 

“You’ve never given Steve a blow job?” Amanda asks, genuinely curious. 

“W-Well uh- no.” You fumble with your shirt, not wanting to meet anyone’s gaze. 

“Wow, true love actually exists, he looks at you like you’ve hung the moon and stars and you’ve never blown him off.” Kim touches your shoulders. “My dear you’ve won the jackpot, whatever you do, do not let him go!”

Your mind begins to wonder. Thoughts of uncertainty creeping in to fuck with the foundation of your relationship. Have I been doing enough? You and Steve have been together for a year and you thought everything was going well, but now you’re not so sure. You thought your sexual life was moving perfectly, up until today. You two haven’t slept together but you’ve done other things to satisfy the primal needs. Heavy petting, hunching, intense kisses that leave you dizzy. Never once in any of those moments did you feel they may have not been enough for Steve but now that's all you can think of. What if he’s bored of me?

“Hm.” You turn again causing Steve to pause the flick you two are watching. 

“What’s wrong, doll? You can’t keep still today.” You untangle yourself from Steve and turn around to face him. Your knees press into the couch, putting you in a comfortable kneeling position. 

“Steve.” You begin fumbling with your fingers. “Are you… bored?” Your voice is small but your heart is loud. 

“Of?...” 

“Are…. are you bored of… like of... of me?” You peer up at Steve through shy lashes. 

“No.” His face twists with disgust and confusion. “Why would I be bored of you, we’re just watching a movie” 

“No,” You cut off the clueless man spread out before you. “Do I… satisfy you?” Steve’s face remains blank through three blinks then his boisterous laugh appears, sending tiny swords through your center and brings you to a death by embarrassment. 

“Steve, I’m serious.” But that only fuels his laughter more. “Steven!” Your whine pulls Steve from his laugh and he sees you’re physically uncomfortable. 

“Baby? Doll, come on…” Steve’s large hands grip your head to face him but you shuffle out of his hold. “Hey, where is this coming from?” You chew your bottom lip contemplating whether or not you should reveal the conversations plaguing your mind. 

“If you didn’t satisfy me, I wouldn’t be with you.” Steve grips your waist and pulls you onto his lap straddling his thighs. “Hey.” His head dips down to meet your low eyes. “You please me, you always do.” 

“So it doesn’t matter that i’ve never given you a blowjob?” Your mouth moves faster than your mind, further embarrassing you. Your question is met with a deafening silence. 

His face is full of concern and now you're upset with yourself for even bringing this shame home with you. “Princess, where is this from? Seriously.” 

“Well, the ladies and I were at work and Michelle got engaged so then we started talking about blowjobs and i didnt know what one was, well I do know what a blowjob is i just didn't know it’s formal name and-” 

“Hey!” Steve cuts off your soft rambles causing you to breath. “Look at me?” Hie large fingers cup your chin and bring your eyes to focus on his warm blues. “You’re enough for me.” He seals his words with a kiss. The kiss was sweet. Affirming to my insecure soul. The next kiss was less noble but just as passionate. The familiar burn sets in your chest as the kiss grows more heated. Steve’s skillful tongue wraps around yours in a way that is profane. A soft whimper escapes you as your boyfriend pulls away from you. 

“Stand up for me baby.” Steve commands through hasty breaths. You quickly stand before him, chest rising with anticipation. Steve’s sizable hands familiarize themselves with your body like they've done time before. He takes his time squeezing your breast. Even through the thick material of your top you can feel Steve's hands radiating heat into your skin. His hands then find your midriff rubbing his calloused hands into you making you squirm. 

“Steve,” You cooed impatiently. 

“Yes pretty girl?” His hands are placed on your hips now, working your jeans down your legs. His lips find the trimmings of your lace panties, placing soft microscopic kisses along the ‘v’ of the material. You intake sharply when Steve's lips meet your clothed mound. 

“Turn around for me sweetness.” you spin slowly moving on a form of autopilot. “Sit back.” He holds your waist guiding you to sit back down on his lap. He brings his knees between your legs before widening his stance, leaving you unable to close your legs on your own. 

“Baby?” His hands trail up your midsection, to tweak your beaded nipples through the thick material of your top. “You know how much i love you, right?” With each word warm air caresses the skin behind your ears. You feel amazing, he hasn't done much and you feel over the moon. A light pinch brings you to reality. “Hmm baby?” 

“I’m sorry,” You apologize for your hesitation “Yes I know how you love me.” 

“How much.” His colossal hands continue their assault on your chest. He gently pulls a nipple between his index and middle finger. A soft moan leaves you barely audible. 

“A whole-” Your answer is cut off when you feel heat separate from your own grazing your pussy. Unbenounced to you, Steve's hand had made his way to your slit and began to slowly circle the area. Another soft call leaves your silk lips. 

“Answer baby” 

“You love me a whole lot, to the moon and all the stars and back” 

“That’s right baby,” He pushes his finger into your clit with a little more pressure than before. “To the moon,” He pulls your panties up wrapping the moistened core around his thick fingers “To every single star.” His fists tighten as he prepares for destruction “And back.” he pops the fabric of your under garments and you gasp. His lips meet your neck again and place more kisses to your pulse points. 

“You know how much I love you,”His fingers introduce themselves to your slick folds. The sounds of light sloshing make you aware of just how turned on you are. Your head falls back unable to maintain even breathing. “You know, so how could you let one conversation mess with your mind?” The conversation that once brought you immense embarrassment was now a complete after thought. Steve's fingers were torturing you sweetly. Your clit vibrates against his tough skin as his warm slick lips meet your juggler leaving open ended kisses. 

“You’re so pretty baby.” kiss. “My little princess.” kiss. “You gonna let me make you feel good?” Instead of a kiss Steve licks down towards your collarbone. 

“Yes.” You hiss unsure of how to react. You’ve had intimate moments with Steve before but nothing like this. “Yes Stevie, please make me feel good.” Steve pushes his nose into the back of your neck inhaling deeply, 

“You're so sweet honey, so polite.” His left hand is firmly pressed against your core while his right hand runs underneath your top lifting it to reveal one breast. He presses down on your clit causing you to whimper. 

“Stevie.” you whine. Your body begins to wither on top of him. “Please baby, I need more” Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you grind into Steve’s stiffness. Steve dips his middle finger into you. “Mmhhmm” you cry out from the pleasure. Your skin is hot and your ears hear a slight ringing. 

“You see how you make me feel, doll?” and you do. Your hips gyrate over his in a circular motion. You feel his hard stomach against your back then his well built member pressing firmly into his denim causing you to moan. Your music only fuels Steve more. 

“One day,” His ring finger joins the middle one and he speeds up his violation. “Instead of my fingers it’ll be my dick in you.” Steve’s control is admirable. With every dip of his digits a wet click follows as a response. The once light sloshing is now replaced by intense leaking. You can't remember a time you've ever been this wet. Your arousal is overflowing. “I’m gonna fill you up baby, I’m gonna make you feel so good.” 

“I love this sweet pussy.” He whispers more so to himself rather than to you. All you can do is moan. 

“You’re gripping me so tight baby girl… you like me playing with your pussy?” Your head is spinning, Steve’s voice is the only thing cutting through the white noise of your mind. Steve has never spoken to you this way. His words ignite a fire in your core as the familiar build of an orgasm approaches. He takes notice of your approaching release. 

“I want to see you squirt pretty girl,” Your hips jolt forward as Steve curls his fingers within you. “Come on, be a good girl and squirt for Captain.” He’s now slamming his fingers into creating a vulgar splashing everytime his palm meets your mound. 

“Oh my god oh my god oh my god.” Your voice raises higher with each connection. Your right nipple is exposed to Steve taunting him. His lips wrap around the nub causing you to arch closer to him. He swirled the muscle in his mouth around your nipple in a way that was heinous. 

“Please Stevie, please.” You sink your nails into his high attempting you bring your bodies closer, if that was even possible. 

“Come on, I want my sweet girl to feel good.” The combination of Steve’s lengthy fingers continue their manipulation to your internal walls, his right hand presses firm semi circles into your pleasure button and you see white. Your orgasm ripples through you like an intense wave. Your literal wave splashes across Steve’s thigh and he chuckles. You’re faintly aware of him licking your arousal off his fingers. 

“Stevie…” You sobbed from the stimulation. “Stevie.” His name is the only thing coherent in your mind. 

“I know, I know pretty girl.” Steve coos. His hands slow pace calming you down through the aftershocks of release. “You look so beautiful when cum.” He smiles widely as he smacks your thigh. 

“I can’t wait to see you do that on my dick.”

[gojology]

Teddybears and Shitty Cards.

back to homepage pairing : yuuji x gender neutral reader warnings : minor cursing, fluff wordcount : 1529 a/n : i hope i did u yuuji stans justice .. probably not but this is rlly good for my characterization :) also i thought that gojo wasn’t as well loved as megumi/yuuji/nanami etc but holy shit i thought wrong. my megumi and nanami fics got little to no attraction, or maybe i write them horribly, idk. is gojo satoru the best husbando in jjk? (the answer is yes.) also uh.. i didnt proof read this ████████████████  100% Complete. Enjoy your game.

     “Itadori!” you yell, panting, cupping your hands together around your mouth to amplify your voice. He had asked you prior to meet with you for Valentines in this particular park, most likely because it was Valentines day.        You had to admit, his selection in nice places was clearly defined. The views from the hill you and him sat upon was spectacular, you could see the city in it’s whole. This was amplified with the setting of the sun, a hazy beautiful orangey-yellow gradient was all the eye could see from up here.       It was definitely worth the walk up the steep hill, and you took a much needed seat and breather on the painted wooden bench, pulling out your water bottle you take a long swig, wiping the sweat off your brow as you did so.       You took a quick sneak peek at Yuuji, who was humming a tune, earbuds in. Shielding your eyes with your hand, you leaned closer into his shoulder. His thumbs were fumbling with something, which you now realized was a Nintendo Switch.       “Watcha playing?” you ask, breathing in his scent. Remnants of candy and baked goods filled your nose.        Yuuji didn’t say anything back, instead continuing to hum and mumble a few lyrics, lost in his own world.       It was only until you impatiently tapped at his broad shoulders to pay attention to you. He jolted up, looking left and right before finally realizing you were sitting next to him. Taking a deep breath in, he cheerfully smiled before taking one of his earbuds out.       “Hey! You came early~ are you excited to see me?” he questioned, setting his Nintendo Switch into his backpack before picking up what seemed to be a bag right next to him.      “Of course! Why wouldn’t I be, baby?” you reply back, grinning, deciding to pay no mind towards this bag. Yuuji was quite popular, especially revolving sports or something along the lines of that. Many famous coaches had said that he possessed super-human strength, and he had been showered in contracts with sport teams not long after those few words.       In return, this caused Yuuji to be insanely busy with many interviews and pelted with multiple adult-y stuff to do, which had hurt you exceptionally. It greatly hindered the relationship between you two. Weekly visits turned into monthly, and you couldn’t bare to see him drown in all his work. He was a busy guy, but yet always so carefree, and you didn’t want that carefree childish aspect of him to disappear. After all, that was something you loved about Yuuji.       He looked up at you with a reassuring beam, and you felt yourself melt under those warm eyes. “Aww, that makes me happy, (Y/N). Scratch that, you make me happy!” facing you, he gave you a quick peck on your cheek. Your heart bursts, it had been too long since you felt that specific thing, and you give him a gentle kiss back, running a hand through his fluffy hair.       “I missed you. It’s been too long since I’ve talked to you, lovebug. Schedule is jampacked. But I met some nice friends along the way, and my coach is super nice!” he rambled on, fumbling with the handles of this mysterious bag.       “Oh? How so?” trying to make conversation, you want to appear as interested as he talked about his coach, but you were focused on his outfit and how he looked in general.        He had gotten way more stronger, you noted. He was much more scrawnier when you two first started dating, and you wondered how his cuddles might feel like. Something that didn’t change though, was his horrible fashion sense. Wearing a turquoise t-shirt with a lemon yellow jacket over it, you almost winced. Yuuji dressed like a 6th grader who had their mom pick out clothes for them.        “...And he annoys the absolute shit out of his co-worker, Utahime. It’s funny! I also met this guy named Nanami and I have no idea how my coach and Nanami are friends. Nanami always looks like he’s on the verge of murdering him whenever he opens his mouth to speak! Oh and also me and my coach made Valentine cards together and I worked really hard on it and I just know you’ll like it! Also-”       “Alright, alright. That’s a mouthful.” you sang sarcastically, Yuuji awkwardly laughed and rubbed his hand against the back of his neck, looking at you like you had caught him stealing a cookie out of a jar at 12 AM.       “Sorry. I get carried away a lot.” he says, peering into the bottomless pit inside the bag. You couldn’t quite see what was inside of it.       “No, no. I think it’s cute, Yuuji-san! I didn’t forget how you acted in the span of 1 month, why would I be dating you if I thought you were annoying?” hoping this’ll knock some sense into him, you closely examine his body language for any changes, hoping that went through his mind.       You had to make sure, the guy was dumb when it came to social cues.       “Ohh, really?” he looked up, pointer finger on his chin, a confused expression covering his features. “I didn’t know, I’ll act more annoying for you then!”       Smacking your forehead, you studied your shoes, too giggly to look at him eye-to-eye. “That’s not what I meant, idiot.”       “...What did you mean then?” Yuuji quizzed, tilting his head to the side. You really couldn’t tell if he was joking or not, you’d think that all sport players would be brutes and be masculine and perhaps... Not stupid? But here you were.       “No bother.” waving your hand as a dismissal of the conversation, you instead lean towards the bag he was holding, fluttering your eyelashes. “What’s this?”       “It’s a surprise~” he responded, obviously giddy. You felt yourself soften once more, how could someone be so cute just answering a question?        “Hey, come on!” tugging on his arm, you try to yank the bag away, curiosity killing you. His grasp was firm, and he laughed as you did so, it felt good to hear him laugh like that again.         “Okay, okay! Fine. Here, go at it.” handing you the bag, you practically ripped the handles off, ecstatic to see what could possibly be waiting to be discovered.          Inside was an incredibly large teddy bear, soft. The color was almost exactly the same shade of Yuuji’s, and you squeal, hugging the plush.          “Awww! This is so cute! I woulda never believed you’re smart enough to get a good gift for me!” you joked, he caught the sarcasm this time, giving you a confident grin. He liked the compliments.          “It’s supposed to be me.” placing a hand onto his chest dramatically. “I don’t know if you realized though.”          Scoffing, you put the teddybear to the side. “Of course I’d realize! I’m not dumb, Yuuji-san!”          “Why not? We could be dumb together! Also, there’s something extra at the very bottom that I think you’d like.”          Blinking, you realized that you had completely forgotten about the bag between your legs. Looking back down and rummaging for what possibly could be there, you pull out a card.          On the front, there’s a tacky lopsided heart, made with glitter glue. It seems there are also many failed attempts of starting this large heart at the sides of it. At the top, there’s a large, “Happy Valentines Day!” in red marker that was also uneven. Underneath the heart? A stick figure drawing of you and Yuuji, which was also... Pretty horrible.         Stifling a giggle, you open the card, eyes scanning the left for anything, you turn to face the right as soon as you deem it clear. That’s where the writing is.         Dear Y/N,          I love you very much and I know I do not spend that much time with you anymore but you still make me very happy. My coach was very nice and gave me Valentines day off because he felt bad.      I had to run to the nearest drugstore to get you this teddybear, but me and Mr. Coach decorated this together! He says he’s a very good drawer and I agree. I think the drawing is very detailed. He also helped me with the heart (we picked out the color together) and we had a lot of fun decorating. He says my handwriting looks really bad (is that true?) can you please help me fix it later? :(                                                                           With a lot of love,                                                                              Your Boyfriend and Gojo Satoru (his cool coach that helped him write this, thank me later. I have no idea how you handle this guy, but God is he such an amazing kid.)      Looking back up from the card, you look at Yuuji, who is looking at you back, squeamish. Without another thought, you kiss him, soft and light ones on his forehead, his cheeks, his lips, everywhere on his face. When you finally pull away, both of you are staring at each other fondly.        “Yes, I’ll help you fix your handwriting, dummy.”         Yuuji gave you a toothy smile that he only saved for the special ones in his life.

[toorusquill]

ok i feel stupid for not knowing cara is an endearment asfhdk😔 now i just came to an idea maybe an hc with sugawara, oikawa, ushijima and kuroo saying cara or any other endearment that’s like a name and reader getting kinda jealous about it bc they didnt know it’s just like a normal endearment?? (i feel so stupid rn as i googled cara im sorry😭😭) thank u in advance i hope this idea is okay hehehe💗

sugawara, oikawa, ushijima, and kuroo calling their s/o cara

pairing: sugawara koushi x gn!reader, oikawa tooru x gn!reader, ushijima wakatoshi x gn!reader, kuroo tetsurou x gn!reader

genre(s): fluff (?)

warnings: -

a/n: OMG DON’T FEEL STUPID HAHAHA idt the term is very common so it’s understandable :> i loved this idea!! also people who are named cara.. i am sorry HAHA

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sugawara

-he calls you this on purpose because he’s a sucker for really sweet nicknames/petnames!!

-let’s say he was baking in the kitchen, and you came home to surprise him by hugging him from behind.

-cue sugawara saying, “hello cara, how was your day?” and your grip on him just slaCKENS because did he just call you a different name??

-you tell him to face you in a cautious tone, and at this point he’s like,, what did i do? and you ask him, “cara?? who is that?”

-he stares at you owlishly, before laughing and kissing you on the cheek. you try to push him away but he just hugs you and keeps pressing kisses on your face!! and eventually he stops to look at you dead in the eyes and he goes,

-”i’ve been taking italian on duolingo, and cara apparently means dear!! i love you cara”

-laughs even harder when you fumble out an apology, waving you off and asking if you want to help bake.

oikawa

-he tries to do sOMETHING NEW and send you goodnight texts. he usually sleeps later than you do, so it’s you who sends him a “goodnight, see you tomorrow, i love you.”. but he wanted to change that today!!

-at like 3am when he finishes watching a volleyball match (he stayed up to analyze it my bby), he texts you “goodnight cara, i love you the most.”

-when you wake up the next day YOU ARE ANGRY AND CONFUSED. you call him up but he doesn’t answer, so you wait for him outside your house so you can give him an earful (he picks you up everyday to walk to school!!)

-once he arrives, he shivers at the cold atmosphere surrounding you and tries to crack a joke about it, but it falls flat when you say,

-”who the hell is cara???” and he laughs so hard he has a hard time explaining.

-”that.. that word means dear!!! i just wanted to show you my love!!! y/n-chan if you don’t want to be called pet names just tell me :(“

-he makes up for it though, buying you coffee on the way to school.

ushijima

-tendou gets him to call you that. 

-”ushiwaka, you should call y/n ‘cara’. it will make them very happy!!”

-so he does, when you surprise him by giving him a back hug after practice.

-”hello, cara. i missed you.”

-and you just, let go of him and walk over to face him. you’re staring up at him intently and you’re just like, 

-”did...did you say cara?? my name is y/n??” you’re not really jealous, since you know that your boyfriend is a little scatterbrained when it comes to things outside volleyball but still he said a different name from yours, that’s a cause for concern right?

-and he goes, “tendou told me to call you that. it means dear in spanish i think.”

-and you’re pretty sure that word is not spanish, but you take his explanation anyway because it makes sense that he’d take tendou’s advice!!

-you just kiss the corner of his mouth before saying, “maybe you should just stick to ‘love’, toshi”

kuroo

-he literally looks up new petnames for you, and when he comes across ‘cara’ he gets so excited because it actually sounds pretty cute??

-the next day he spots you walking, and he goes over to you and surprises you by putting his hands over your eyes and saying, “guess who, mia cara?”

-and you know for a fact that this is kuroo, but what did he just call you?? you grip his wrists and bring them down before turning to face him

-”cara?? Mia?? i think i should be guessing who those are instead of you??”

-and he just stares at you blankly before shrieking with laugher, and he says between gasps,

-”i just wanted to call you something cute. mia cara means my dear!!”

-he goes to kiss you square on the lips and continues, “you’re really cute when you’re jealous, you know?”