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starkwlkr · 8 months ago

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teenagers | hugh jackman

an: i love y’all thanks for supporting my delusions about a 55 year old man (are y’all tired of me posting hugh/logan fics yet?? lol)

Your seventeen year old daughter, Olivia, leaned her phone against the paper tower holder. You and Hugh were getting breakfast ready while Olivia did god knows what. You would see her film tiktoks and take selfies for her instagram often so you assumed she was doing that. You were proven right when music started playing from her phone.

“I think the apple’s rotten right to the core. . . “

You watched as Olivia danced to the song. You weren’t even sure what the dance was, but you found it fun. Hugh just stood there completely confused.

Olivia finished the dance the turned her phone to record yours and Hugh’s reaction. She obviously posted it to tiktok where marvel fans found it funny that you and Hugh didn’t know what was going on.

oliviaaajckmn: 1 million dollars and I’ll make mum and dad do the apple dance in their costumes

wandasmagic wolverine is so brat coded

peter3stan PLS MAKE THEM DO THE DANCE

gwenpool “thank you olivia jackman” we all say in unison

buckysarm MAKE THEM DO THE DANCE AND MY LIFE IS YOURS

Hugh was a family man, it was no secret. Something he always loved doing was bringing his kids to work. Your two boys practically grew up on the x-men and avengers set. When Olivia was on set, Hugh was basically her assistant.

“Dad, I want a smoothie!”

“Dad! You’re not holding the umbrella right!”

But that was baby Olivia. Teenage Olivia spent most of her time in Hugh’s trailer or annoying her father while he rested in his trailer.

“Liv, go annoy Ryan or Shawn. Let me take a quick nap.” Hugh mumbled. He was still in his wolverine costume using a jacket as a blanket.

“I just want to know why Thor was crying? And don’t say who’s Thor! I saw the footage old man!”

“Oh my god! Is that Loki?”

No, the god of mischief wasn’t on set of the new avengers movie. Olivia had named her puppy after her favorite marvel character. The internet found it funny that wolverine or your character wasn’t the favorite.

Olivia was currently paying you a visit on the new avengers movie. To her, it did feel weird seeing you behind the camera instead of in front, but at least you were still part of the new marvel phase.

Pedro Pascal, the new Mr. Fantastic, asked for permission to pet the miniature dachshund. Olivia nodded and smiled when Loki the dog immediately took a liking to the older man.

“This is so beautiful I think I might cry.” Olivia fake sobbed as Loki started exploring the avengers set, he almost tripped over several wires, but Olivia saved the pup from getting tangled. It reminded her of all the times she almost tripped on the camera wires when she was younger.

“Hey, mother,” Olivia greeted you with a kiss on the cheek. She wasn’t the only one giving you a kiss, Loki had jumped into yours arms ready to give you kisses. “Loki missed you too.”

“Only Loki?” You teased. “Or are you just here to get a picture with Pedro?”

“You know me so well, mom.”

#hugh jackman x reader #marvel actress!reader #marvel fanfiction #hugh jackman one shot #hugh jackman imagine #hugh jackman fanfic #hugh jackman #wolverine x reader

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girlusional · 2 months ago

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Can you get out of the room? - LADS

You asked him to leave the room so you could change your clothes, but he reminded you that you both were married and had children. (I saw some couples doing this on TikTok).

pairing: Zayne x You, Xavier x You, Rafayel x You, Sylus x You, Caleb x You (Female reader)

warnings: pet names (babe, love...), sex mention, suggestive phrases

w:1576k

Zayne

It was a lovely Sunday evening. After a long week, you finally had a chance to have Zayne with you again, a rare occasion due to his hard work in the hospital.

He was reading a book on bed, waiting for you to get ready so you can go out to eat at your favorite restaurant. The bedroom was very peaceful, the only noises being the cars outside and the My Little Pony opening song coming from the living room, where your daughter is.

You just got out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, when you saw him reading and decided to test something you saw on the internet.

“Love, can you get out of the room, please? ” Your voice sounded innocent as you began to open your drawers. “I need to change my clothes”.

You turned to look at him and saw that he was staring at you over his glasses, looking confused. “Pardon?”

“Well, I need to put on some clothes and I am a bit shy to change in front of you.” You said, squeezing your arms around your body to keep the towel covering you. “You know… I am a bit embarrassed.”

A playful smile appeared on your lips as you saw his frowned face.

“I don’t understand why you want me to leave the room.” He answers, closing the book and taking his glasses off. Then he stood up, walking towards you at a slow pace. His shirt has the first two buttons open, and his belt is open as well.

“Because I don’t want you to look.” He almost laughs at your answer, looking at you, dumbfounded.

Suddenly, he called your daughter's name, who appeared at the door after some minutes. She was only four and was wearing a blue dress, matching Zayne’s shirt color, ready to go out with you, so she looked at you a bit confused when she saw your body still wrapped in the towel. “Mommy is not ready?”

“Mommy is being difficult.” Zayne forces a sad expression, walking towards the little girl and patting her head. “Tell her to hurry up.”

“Hurry up mommy!” Your daughter runs again to the living room and Zayne smiles, looking at you.

“Do I have to remind you how babies are made?” You blush slightly when he smiles mischievously, leaning against the door. “But once you asked, I will leave the room and make our little angel company”.

Xavier

It was your time to take a shower, so Xavier was taking care of your son while you were enjoying your bath, massaging yourself with the liquid soap. When you ended your bath, you walked to the bedroom and saw Xavier with the baby in his arms.

“Babe, can you get out of the room?” The blonde man looked at you, confused.

“Why? Did I do something wrong?” You opened a tender smile to him and chuckled, getting some clothes in the drawers.

“No, of course not. I just want to change my clothes.”

Xavier looked at you, then his eyes found the baby in his arms. One moment later, he looked at you again. “You know… that I already saw everything, right?”

You blush, looking away to cover your face. “Shut up… I just need some privacy…”

“If it is something with your body, stop overthinking. You are as gorgeous as ever.” You looked at him, and for a moment you didn’t know if you wanted to kiss him or to throw a pillow on him.

It was just a joke, a prank that you saw some couples doing on the internet, you didn’t know he would say something like this.

“And don’t you remember what happened fifteen minutes ago that woke him up?” You widen your eyes, feeling your cheeks getting hotter.

“Xavier!”

You two listened to the baby laughing, and you couldn’t help but smile too. “You… silly.” Xavier opened a warm smile at your words.”

He kissed your forehead before he began to walk away from you. “I will get his pacifier. Maybe he can sleep again, and we can…” Xavier glanced at you.

That 's it. You got a pillow and threw it at Xavier, making him run out of the room, laughing out loud.

Rafayel

One morning, Rafayel was helping your son with the art homework, and both of them sat on the carpet of the bedroom.

You saw that cute and pacific scene in front of you and smiled, seeing your husband so excited to teach your little boy. A perfect time…

“That's it, my little bubble, now if you mix yellow and red…”

A perfect time for a prank.

“Babe, let's go to the swimming pool… it's so hot today.” You say, innocent, seeing your son's eyes shining bright with the excellent idea.

The boy closed the notebook and ran to his own bedroom, and Rafayel chuckled.

“Fine, let's relax a bit, maybe after that he can sleep early and I will have you just to myself.” He stood up and wrapped his arms around your waist, giving your neck a peck.

“We will have a lot of fun, but now can you get out of the room? I need to put on my bikini.”

Rafayel frowned, confused. “What? Why do I need to get out?”

You wrapped your arms around his neck, smiling softly. “I am feeling a bit shy today, so I didn't want you to see.”

The artist raised an eyebrow at your comment.

“Love, do I have to remind you how we made that little boy?” He kissed your cheek. “It was raining when I held you and…”

“Shush!” Your face was almost burning up, as red as a tomato. “I remember.”

He chuckled again, caressing your hip slowly.

“Good, then I don't have to remind you about how…”

“Daddy! Where are my swim goggles?”

Rafayel stopped, looking at the door.

“Have you looked in your drawer?” He answered, looking at you. “I will help him.”

Sylus

It was your birthday and Sylus promised a “family day” to you, as you asked for.

While you were drying your hair, he was helping your younger daughter to dress up. A moment later, he walked into your bedroom and saw you choosing an outfit.

“Love, can you get out of the room?” Sylus frowned. “Why would I?”

“I want to change my clothes, so I will need to take off the one I am wearing.”

Sylus looked at your covered body, then at your face. “It’s not a big deal. You can change in front of me.”

“No, I am embarrassed.” You answer, lying. You just wanted to test the prank you saw on the internet.

“Embarrassed of what?” He scoffed.

“Changing my clothes in front of you.” He blinked, totally confused, then called three names, making his deep voice reach all the house.

Two children runned into your bedroom, the twins, who were already dressed up, then your younger daughter walked in slowly, since she was still learning how to walk.

“Trust me, kitten, I saw your body a lot of times already.”

One of the twins frowned, saying “Ew! Mommy and Daddy are flirting!” You looked at the kid, poking his nose. “We are not!”

Sylus was smiling charmingly. “Of course we are…” He walked towards you and held your hand, giving it an affectionate kiss.

“Will we have another sibling?” You almost choked when the child said it out of the blue. “What? Where did you get this idea from?”

“Daddy told us that to make a baby he has to kiss your hand…” One of the twins said. “I want one more sister!” The other said as well.

You looked at Sylus, who was trying to hide his smirk against your hand.

“Everyone… get out of here!” You shouted at them. Sylus laughed, holding both of the twins in his arms when he escaped from the bedroom, letting just you and your daughter. “Can you believe it?” You ask the little girl, who smiled cheerfully. “No, you are not going to have a new sibling.” You said, picking her up.

Caleb

“Captain Marshmallow to Captain Daddy, are you listening to me?” You frowned, amused, as you saw your daughter and your husband playing spies in your bedroom, rolling on the bed and running around the room.

“I am, Captain Marshmallow. Leader Mommy just arrived from work. We need to greet her.” Caleb said as he picked the little girl in his arms. “Let's go.”

You smiled, kissing the girl's head before doing the same with Caleb's lips. “How are my ‘Captains’?” The question was almost a joke, but you saw your husband laughing.

“She watched a lot of movies.”

“Daddy! We can use the bubble guns to play!" The girl ran out of the room, letting you and Caleb all alone.

“How are you, my dear?” He hugged you tightly.

“Tired, but I am good.” You smiled, feeling a bit better. “I need to change my clothes, can you get out of the room, babe?”

He raised an eyebrow. “Why? It's not like I never saw you naked before, you know…”

You poke his arm, blushing. “I just need some privacy.”

He laughed, seeing your daughter running back to the bedroom with two bubble guns on hands.

“I will give you ten minutes.” He winks, looking at you. “So hurry up, or I will have to keep you here for more than that.”

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cheeseceli · 8 months ago

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With a youtuber s/o

Pairing: idol Lee Know × cover dancer Gn!reader

Genre: fluff, headcanons, established relationship

Request: Can you make Minho w a YouTuber partner 😔

Warnings: straight up delulu, not proofread.

A/n: had fun doing this one so I'll probably make youtuber reader with some other members as well! | Daily click

‌for context, you'd be a dancer

‌and you'd post shorts on YouTube covering K-pop songs

‌some videos on those "public K-pop"

‌and maybe even tutorials

‌you'd be relatively famous in this type of field (kinda like innah bee yk)

‌and one day, one of your shorts reaches Minho

‌we saw Minho's reaction to boy's planet, we know he's gonna judge😭

‌so when he saw a video of you dancing god's menu he was like "not this again"

‌but it turned out to be pretty good??

‌very good actually

‌and the set was kinda cute and you were even dressed up on the MV theme

‌there was a clear dedication put into the work you were doing

‌so he might've clicked in your channel to see your other videos

‌and he watched all your videos

‌really, all of them

‌the improvement was so good to watch

‌then he proceeds to watch your longer videos and to follow you on insta and tiktok

‌and just like that you became a sort of celebrity crush to him

‌he even started to watch your tutorials to learn other idol's choreos

‌yes he is a professional dancer and he could learn it by just watching the dance practice a few times

‌but what's the fun of it?

‌so he would watch your 40 minutes tutorials happily

‌but one day ! he finds out that you were invited to perform at KCon and lmao, guess who pestered jyp staff just so he could go there as well

‌yeah you got it right

‌besides finally seeing you in real life (and why were you so gorgeous??), he got the opportunity to see you backstage

‌and maybe even talk to you for a bit

‌maybe film a challenge with you

‌maybe even get your number

‌who knows?

‌the thing is, you guys got to know each other after that day

‌you guys would talk pretty much everyday

‌and he would often invite you to the practice room just so you guys could dance a bit together

‌two dancers in love must be something so cute to witness

‌he would also help you with some choreos

‌especially the stray kids ones

‌would be extremely offended if you delayed one of skz choreos to film another cover first

‌and would be more than happy to teach you everything you want to know

‌will probably make excuses to be way too close to you when teaching you

‌also helps in your videos

‌to film, to make the scenario, to help with the lighting...

‌sometimes he lends you pieces of the outfit he wore in the MV and the comments are always like "oh my God, this looks so much like what Lee Know wore!"

‌haha funny story...

‌anyways

‌he's your #1 supporter and you can be sure he will always be the first one to like your videos

‌and will share every. single. video with the boys

‌like "look at my partner!! So talented!! Why can't you all be like that"

‌but they can also tease him a lot because of that, as Minho always gives the most soft smile ever whenever he sees you uploaded a new video

‌as I said, your biggest fan indeed

Masterlist | you'll probably like: Fri(end)s

Reminder that this is all fiction, this does not represent the members in real life!

Thank you for reading <3

Taglist (open!): @yuyubeans @dandelions-143 @sleepyleeji

Dividers by @cafekitsune | images 1 2 3

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champagnevi · 9 days ago

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₊✧.⋆˚ jungkook's realization

jungkook didn’t even realize it. he didn’t connect the dots. not once. he just thought this was what friendship felt like. warmth, comfort, a sense of gravity that pulled him toward you without resistance. he was always calm throughout his day, living like nothing was set in stone, like everything was fleeting, bound to shift with the next sunrise.

jungkook was always calm throughout his day, living like nothing was set in stone, like everything was fleeting, bound to shift with the next sunrise. but lately... things didn’t feel so fleeting anymore.

jungkook, who slowly began to notice a certain pattern repeating itself in his everyday life. he was always looking for you. not just in person, but in the little things. a song that played in a café, the scent of vanilla when someone walked past him on the street, the way someone laughed and it reminded him of that one time you couldn’t breathe from giggling too hard.

jungkook, who casually brushed that thought aside. why would he feel so eager to tell you about his latest adventure? he shook it off and kept going about his day as usual.

jungkook, who smiled wide, bunny teeth showing, as he carefully looked at the keychain he’d gotten from the vending machine�� a tiny kuromi figure with its mischievous smile and heart-shaped skull. it reminded him of you in the strangest, most specific way. he’d never even seen you wear kuromi merch. it was just… a vibe. your vibe.

jungkook, who had always admired your style and the way every piece of clothing looked unique in you. how everything you wore felt effortlessly cool, like you weren’t trying to stand out, but somehow always did. he’d never admit it, but he found himself hovering over clothes online, thinking, would she wear this? and then buying it for himself anyway.

jungkook, who never missed a day sending you tiktoks that reminded him of you. every single one with a message attached. "tell me this isn't literally you 😭" "we HAVE to try this, right? for science" "i feel like we’d get kicked out of this place from laughing too hard lmao"

jungkook, who, without even realizing, kept bringing up your name in conversations with his friends—always with that same smile. always in that familiar, affectionate tone he didn’t even notice had become second nature. recalling some story, some adventure you’d shared, or saying how you were the one who had told him something, or how you would find something funny.

“yah, that’s what i thought. even the other day at the escape room, i thought it was super easy— but then we spent like half an hour just trying to figure out one clue.” “you and who, kook?” “who else, gyu? him and his precious girlfriend—” “yah... what are you guys talking about...” jungkook shook his head quickly, cheeks tinged pink as he chewed his food. “anyway… she solved the first clue because she remembered something from a movie we saw at the cinema…”

jungkook, who could be in the middle of doing something completely ordinary—something simple, even boring as brushing his teeth or waiting for his laundry, and suddenly get hit by a memory of you that made him smile so big it felt stupid. like the time you both got caught in the rain without umbrellas and ran down the street, laughing until your sides hurt. you yelled at him for stepping into every puddle on purpose, and he grinned and said, "i had to make it dramatic. we were living our drama moment." jungkook, who laughed to himself in the gym the other day, remembering how you told him you drank so much water mid-workout once that your blood pressure dropped and you ended up throwing up. he laughed until tears welled in his eyes. the image of your flustered face as you told the story was still so vivid.

jungkook, who couldn’t watch a horror movie anymore without hearing your scream in his head, without picturing that day when you went to see a horror movie with friends and the way you would jump in your seat every time something sudden happened. you had turned to him with a sharp look and that crooked smile— the one that made his stomach twist and his hands sweat— and you called him “annoying.” from that day on, that smile became his favorite. and don’t even mention the time you laughed so hard at a tiktok you were watching that your laugh made him laugh too—like it was contagious. like it was his laugh too. he was just happy hearing you.

jungkook, who kept getting hit by these flashes of you... and damn if he didn’t love them.

jungkook, who started to realize that his world just felt… dimmer without you in it. on the days you didn’t text first. when you had to cancel plans. when you didn’t laugh at his dumb jokes. he didn’t like how quiet everything felt.

jungkook, who couldn’t deny the way you saw him—really saw him. he’d show up with tired eyes and a forced grin, and somehow, you’d know. you wouldn’t ask anything. you’d just be there. maybe sit beside him, hand him a snack, and let the silence stretch in that comfortable way only you knew how to make feel safe. even when he tried his hardest to keep it in. there you were—reading him like a book you’d read a hundred times, one that felt close and familiar.

jungkook, who was sitting on stage in the middle of a concert, the crowd roaring, the lights bright, his heartbeat steady with adrenaline— when the thought came. unprovoked. loud and clear.

it wasn’t dramatic. it wasn’t thunderclaps and crashing waves. it was just... peace.

“shit… i’m in love.”

and he smiled, because of course he was. because every time he looked at you, he felt like the world tilted slightly back into place.

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dakusan · 23 days ago

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How skz texts you when they're in love.

stray kids ot8 x reader | comfort, soft angst

🌙 synopsis: how skz would text if they were your boyfriend and down bad. i’m talking unhinged voice notes, emoji abuse, and random deep confessions between memes.

💌 a/n: After seeing how much love the mini shots I did yesterday got, I was like... why not make more! Plus I was brainrotting about how skz would text if they were like… hopelessly in love with you. Might make this into a series, like how they text when they're jealous, etc etc. ps. reblogs = love pss. if u want jealous/skz texting you at 3am or other versions… say less. or, if u want another mini fanfic like I did for Hyunjin's bday, idk, whatever you want, send me your prompts might as well advertise my songs too lololol leave me alone T.T

📍credits: @cafekitsune for the divider

🎶 Now Playing: "Unwind" — VX

Bang Chan // 방찬

type: text-after-text typa guy

response time: fast unless he’s in the studio, then apologizes like you ghosted HIM

voice notes? yup, especially for soft rambles or late-night confessions

emojis: overuses the 😂, ❤️, sometimes the 💀

chaotic habits: sends memes at 2AM, randomly asks deep life questions mid-convo, follows up a heartfelt message with “ignore me lol”

texting vibe:

"yo" "wait" "i saw a puppy n thought of u wtf" 2 min voice note about how your laugh is stuck in his head "don't replay that i'll actually combust"

Lee Know // 리노

type: dry until he’s obsessed—then he gets lowkey clingy

response time: elite. replies instantly unless he’s annoyed (playfully)

voice notes? rarely. only when teasing or if he has something to prove

emojis: the cat ones. 👍🏻. dramatic use of dots (…)

chaotic habits: sends photos of his cats and says “this is us.”

texting vibe:

"do u even like me" "jk unless" "come over. soonie wants to see you" "also me. i want to see you. but soonie first"

Changbin // 창빈

type: tries to act chill but texts like a man who's in deep

response time: fast. suspiciously fast. like he had the convo open already

voice notes? yes. raspy and low when he's tired = danger

emojis: lots of 🐷 (ironically??), 😭, 💪, and the occasional 🖤

chaotic habits: pretends he's not clingy but sends 10 messages when you don't reply in 4 minutes.

texting vibe:

"are you eating?" "no i'm not checking up on you shut up" "but also don't skip meals or i'll show up" sends gym selfie with the caption: 'working out so i can carry your future' "delete that last msg. i was joking. (i wasn't)"

Hyunjin // 현진

type: romantic poet in a silly man’s body

response time: varies—he’s either blowing up your phone or forgot what a phone is

voice notes? yes, and they’re beautiful, emotional, and sometimes dramatic as hell

emojis: 🌟, ✨, 💘❤️, random aesthetic ones

chaotic habits: sends blurry selfies with “do i look like ur soulmate or”

texting vibe:

"i dreamt of you again" "you were dancing in the clouds" "and then u tripped over a squirrel lol" "still romantic tho" sends 37 Pinterest boards dedicated to your aura

Han // 한

type: overshares. overshares again. disappears. comes back with a meme

response time: fast but forgets mid-convo then apologizes with a TikTok

voice notes? only unhinged ones

emojis: chaos. 🍥 . 🤡, 😭, 🙈

chaotic habits: texts “i love you” at the most random times, like when he’s eating cereal

texting vibe:

"babe" "i just saw a frog and it reminded me of ur ex" "anyway what u doing" "miss u so bad it's medically concerning" sends 12 memes in a row "btw did u know u're my entire world okay bye"

Felix // 필릭스

type: sunshine in text form, but gets lowkey flirty when he’s really into you

response time: pretty fast, unless he’s baking something (which he tells you about in detail)

voice notes? yes, and his voice is so soft you’ll play them 20x

emojis: ✨, 🌞, 🤍, sometimes random food emojis

chaotic habits: sends selfies with “do i look cute enough for u today?”

texting vibe:

"hey angel" "just made brownies and i wish i could feed u one rn" "missing you more than coffee and you know that's serious" sends a selfie with hearts drawn on his cheeks "rate my cuteness out of 10 (be honest but also lie)"

Seungmin // 승민

type: sarcastic menace until he realizes he’s obsessed

response time: elite. scary good.

voice notes? sometimes, especially to roast you

emojis: very minimal. he’s a punctuation man.

chaotic habits: says “you’re so annoying” when he actually means “i miss you”

texting vibe:

"you're insufferable" "also i got u something, check ur door in like 2 mins" "don't cry. i'll block u" "jk. kinda" "be safe. i love you. don't make me say that again"

I.N // 아이엔

type: cute chaos. teases you constantly but gets shy when you flirt back

response time: quick, unless he’s gaming

voice notes? yes, but he re-records them 5 times before sending

emojis: 🥺, 😭, ✨, chaos combo

chaotic habits: sends TikToks that are somehow always lowkey him confessing

texting vibe:

"hey loser" "jk i like u a lot please don't block me" "wanna vc? i need to hear ur voice to survive" "do u think we'd survive in a zombie apocalypse or would u trip and make me die" "nvm i'd save u"

#stray kids #stray kids x reader #bang chan x reader #lee know x reader #minho x reader #changbin x reader #hyunjin x reader #han x reader #jisung x reader #felix x reader #seungmin x reader #jeongin x reader #in x reader #stray kids imagines #stray kids fluff #skz as your boyfriend #how skz texts you #skz texting style #soft chaotic energy

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eijirousbaby · 6 months ago

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ೀ: baby, you're the reason i quit drinking :)

katsuki drinks a lot. he often goes to bars with his friends where he often get drunk. he'd down bottle after bottle of whiskey. if his friends aren't available, no worries, he's got a huge alcohol cabinet in his penthouse.

so it was no surprise that you met katsuki in a bar. you weren't really a drinker, just the designated driver in your friend group. that day, katsuki was drinking all alone. his friends weren't available and his alcohol cabinet was empty, so he headed to bar — all alone.

he approached you and you guys talked. you found out he has the same likes and dislikes as you. so, when it was time to take your drunk friends home, you exchanged numbers with katsuki, which then made you guys continue to talk.

of course, that talking turned into something more serious — it turned into him courting you. during that courting stage, you opened up that you don't really like men who drink a lot, and katsuki knows he's the total opposite of that. this man drinks almost every weekend!

you were skeptical on dating katsuki, yet, you decided to give it a try — what you didn't know is every since you opened that up with him, he stopped drinking. it was hard, but he threw away all his whiskeys away. he holds himself back every weekend to not go to the bar.

so, when you two dated, you never really saw him drink. you were a bit confused. was he hiding his liquors? did he stop drinking? was he hiding his drinking from you? you didn't know. so, you decided to ask him.

"baby?" you called. he was currently watching the news about some villain who he was trying to capture earlier.

"hm?" katsuki replied, his voice rough.

"why.. uhm— i never see you drink? i mean, you're a heavy drinker, like we met at the bar! i haven't seen you drink at all—" you were a babbling mess. your cheeks flush from embarrassment, i mean, who would've ask their boyfriend about that?!

"i quit drinking." he replied, looking at you now.

"but why?" you asked, confused now.

"you told me you don't like men who drink." katsuki let out a small chuckle. "baby, you're the reason i quit drinking." he simply replied with a smile.

note: i can't get this song out of my head! it's all over my tiktok. plus, katsuki reminds me of this so i haaaadddd to make this.

#bnha #mha #mha x reader #bnha x reader #bakugou x you #bakugou x y/n #bakugou fluff #bakugou katsuki #mha bakugou #bnha bakugou #katsuki bakugo x reader #mha fluff #bakugou katsuki fluff

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bleedin-angel · 1 month ago

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Your favorite dress

a/n: took a while cus I wasn't so sure about this, but I really like this two, might make this into a series!

warnings: Loser!Draco × Popular!Reader, Modern!au, drƴhumpîng, cųnnilingųs & fîngęrîng, cųm eating, mention of blọwjọb, p in v, softdom! Pūssƴdrūnk! Draco, cọckdrūnk!reader, sîzę kînk, praîsę kînk, cęrvîx kissing, dūbcọn (?), çręampîe, petnames (pretty, baby, doll) let me know if I missed something!

[Lowkey reminded me of this song so i added little details to "match" idk, + tumblr won't let me put the music thingy so a link will do 😔]

Draco malfoy wasn't really a popular guy; yes he had his friend group but he wasn't in any of the teams or extracurricular activities organized by the school, he was just... there.

You, on the other hand, were pretty known, not popular but known. You run the student's social page with a few of your friends, it being your initiative.

And that's how you found yourself talking to him.

One day during recess you were filming a tik tok for your page, the kind where you stop people and ask what they are listening to. You saw him sitting at the picnic tables, you walk up to him and ask "hey, what are you listening to?" you move towards him the small microphone, he looks up at you, startled and cofused, he replies "uhm..."your favorite dress" by Lil Peep and Tracy". You smile happily "I listen to Lil Peep too!" You gush "yeah?" A small smirk forms on his lips "yeah, I've been searching for a CD for ages, I know I could order it but I like the thrill of the hunt, you know?" You babble exited as you stop the recording.

He focuses back on you, curiosity filling his traits "you collect CDs?" you deflate slightly "got a problem with that?" you go in defence mode, feeling slightly hurt "oh- no no, I just didn't take you as the type to, its just kinda uncommon, usually girls are more into vinyls and all of that, wait, I didn't- I wouldn't- my mother raised me better than that" he panics, you giggle "oh I'm offended, you should come CD shopping with me to get forgiven".

He stills and stares at you, a slight blush coming up onto his cheeks "y-yeah, ok, I-I guess" he mumbles "great! I'll message you on IG then" he tilts his head "but you don't even know my-" "oh I'll find you" you interrupt him, smiling and turning away, as you walk you turn your head over your shoulder "almost forgot, can i post the 'interview' on tiktok?" "S-sure" he replies, you smile again and go away.

The next friday you meet up at the local music shop, the day being quite fun and relaxing, Draco is quite a sarcastic guy after he loosens up.

After buying a few CDs Draco asks you "would you like to, uhm, come to mine and see my collection, just...hang out for a bit?" you smile softly thinking 'he's so cute' and nodding.

Once you get to his house he guides you up the stars and into his bedroom, bookcases and shelves adorning the walls, posters sticked behind his bed. He guide you toward the back of the room, a bookcase filled with CDs, a player and accessories for a guitar "wait, you play the guitar!?" You turn around toward him, who's sitting confortably on his bed "mhmh" he nods looking at you, his eyes deep.

"Can you play for me? Pretty pleasee" I whine sitting next to him and leaning against his shoulder "If you really want to" he shrugs, picking up the black electric guitar.

As he plays a bit of a song you stare at him with adoring eyes, concentration adorning his features, his skilled fingers moving over the intrument and pinching the cords making you wonder what those same hands would do to you.

Once he finished he looked up, his eyes meeting with yours, staring intensely into one another's as he slowly moved the guitar to the side.

You break the eye contact for a second, your sight moving to his lips, plump and pinkish, you look back up and think 'fuck it' as you make your lips collide together, he lets out a starteled "mh!" Before starting to kiss you back, his hands moving to your lower back and bringing you closer.

He moves you on his lap, your clothed cunt pressing over the forming bulge in his pants.

The kiss gets hungrier and needier by the second, barely stopping to get air. His hands slip down to your hips, making you move slightly on him, you moan softly in his mouth, he detaches your lips and throws his head back, groaning a small "shit". At that you rock your hips faster, his lips capture yours in a harsh kiss, tiny whines and moans falling from both your lips.

"Need you" you mumble into his lips, his mouth moving down into your neck, kissing and suckling on it, mumbling back a "me too pretty, me too" before moving you on your back on the plush matress.

His grey eyes look down at you, need deep within the blown out pupils, his hands fumbling with the top of your dress as you take off his white shirt, your hands running down his milky abs, you nod mindlessly and he pulls it down; his lips meet your hot skin, moving from your neck to your chest, pushing down the cups of your bra and taking a perky nipple into his mouth, whining slightly around it, his other hand playing with the other one.

After giving your tits the attention they deserve he goes back to kissing down your body, his lips just under your belly button, his eyes meet yours as he asks "can I?" You nod eagerly as he starts to take off of your body the dress, taking the panties with it too.

His pupils get even bigger then what you thought possible when he sees your sweet cunt, the glisten of your arrousal and the swollen clit drawing him in. He kisses the small bud and moans against it "your so pretty baby" you whine at his words, your hands burrying in his soft hairs, pulling him in crying out "please drayy", he smirks slightly before burrying his face in your pussy, feasting on it like a starved man.

His tongue burries in your entrace and his nose swipes against your clit stimulating it, moans dripping from your lips, your legs trembling when his teeth graze slightly your bud, swapping his tongue with his skilled fingers and plunging deep inside of you, hitting that spongy spot, you arch your back.

"Found it baby?" He asks teasingly, his voice muffled between your thighs, flicking your swollen clit with the tip of his tongue; you nod as broken pleads leave your mouth.

Your legs shake from pleasure as you feel the coil in your stomach tighten, your walls clench around his tongue as you cum in his mouth, he huffs out moans and praises as he licks you clean.

He comes back up and kisses you, making you taste yourself. "Been so good for me baby" he says on your lips as you fumble with his belt and jeans, taking them off and leaving him in his boxers, your sight focuses on the wet spot on them, your thumb goes to it and circles around, his leaky tip directly under it, he throws his head back and groans, moving your hands on the waistband, you do as he asks and pull them down.

Your mouth hangs open at the sight, his lengthy cock, the tip red and dripping precum, a pulsing vein running on the underside, your head goes down to take him in your mouth but he graps your jaw and tilts your head up, your eyes locking "I'd love to be in your mouth baby but I need to be inside of you" his voice is needy as he pulls you back up and onto your back once more, his tip sliding from your entrance to your clit, back and forth.

He finally pushes thru the first circle of muscle, you hiss at the stretch, his head falls on the pillow next to yours "fuck- you feel so good" he says while shoving more of his thick inches inside you.

Your back arches as he bottoms out, moans leave your mouth as he moves slowly and softly, letting you get used to him. As your sounds get needier his movements get deeper and faster, hitting that sensitive spot deep within you "there- fuck please" "oh? Pleading are we?" He smirks, his breath ragged and voice an octave lower.

Your mind gets slowly cloudier and his tip hits repeatedly on your cervix, uncoerent sounds slip from your lips "it's too much baby?" He says as he slowly moves your legs on his shoulders, hitting deeper with the new angle making you clench around him.

You look up at him and he thinks he could cum right then and there, the sight of your eyes hooded and needy, a pleading pouth on your kiss-bitten lips makes his cock throb, precum dripping into your slick cunt.

Your loud moans turn into costant whines, your back arches and you both notice a small bulge in your tummy, you whine louder and place a soft hand on it, caressing slightly "d-dray ur so deep" you moan out. "S-shit" he groans out placing one of his hands on top of yours, pressing down making you scream out "mhh~ Draco!".

He moves the same hand down your belly towards your swollen nub, pinching it and drawing circles on it, electicity shoots down your spine making you cry out, your manicured hands move towards his lower stomach, pushing him away " 's too much- too much" tears pool in your eyes from the stimulation. He presses his forehead to yours"Ssh- its okay baby, I got you" he mumbles agains your lips.

Your body is folded into a mean mating press, your brain barely functioning from the amount of pleasure, your expression fucked "getting dumb on my cock, pretty? fuuck- can feel you squeezing me s'good, wanna feel you come apart on my dick baby" me moans out, getting more and more pussydrunk, his thrusts getting sloppier.

Your cunt squeezes more and more around him, uncoerent sound coming from you, not a thought in your head apart from his name "D-Dray, I'm c-close, cumming, fuck- I-I" you mumble as the knot in your lower tummy snaps, cum gushing out of you.

Draco's face falls in the crook of your neck, broken moans dripping from his lips "g-good girl, such a good girl fuck..I-I'm cumming baby, can you take it?" Your ears ring from the earth shattering orgasm you just had, you register him speaking only from the rumble of his chest, you nod at his words, too fucked to actually know what you just agreed to.

His hips give a few sloppy thrusts before stopping inside of you, his tip kissing your cervix as he spills his warm cum inside of you, whines and groans muffled by your neck.

His sweaty body falls limply on yours, kissing all over the side of your face, you giggle, a dumb smile on your face, on his a fucked out grin.

His arms tighten around your waist as he rolls over, your head resting on his chest, he kisses the top of your head "i should pull out" he whispers, you whine out in disagreement.

His hands go under your arms and he pulls you off him, getting up and returning with a cloth to clean you up. After both of you are wiped clean he leans next to you; you crawl over to him, your legs tangle as you rest your head in the crook of his neck.

The silence around you is warm and comfortable and you slip in and out of conciousness, he notices and smiles down at you "you can sleep doll, i really don't mind" at his nickname you prop your head up, tilting it to the side like a puppy "doll?" "Sorry, it slipped I-" he rumbles embarassed, the top of his ears blushing "i love it" you smile and kiss his cheek before leaning back down and closing your eyes, drifting away in your sleep.

a/n: hope you liked it! I wasn't so sure about it but I think it came out good in the end. If you enjoyed like and repost <3

Dividers by: @pommecita & @kodaswrld

#draco malfoy #draco lucius malfoy #draco malfoy smut #draco malfoy x you #draco smut #draco x reader #draco malfoy x reader #slytherin boys #angelworkss

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hisfavegirl · 2 months ago

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Aemond Targaryen As Your Soulmate.

Thanks to @zaldritzosrose for letting me use your beautiful dividers 🫶🏻

When He Propose To You.

The sun is setting over the Grand Canyon, painting the sky in breathtaking hues of orange, pink, and gold. The air is crisp, the view endless, and as you stand near the edge, taking in the beauty of it all, you suddenly feel Aemond’s presence shift behind you.

You turn—and he’s kneeling.

For a moment, your breath catches in your throat as you take in the sight of him—Aemond Targaryen, always composed, always in control, now looking up at you with something raw, vulnerable, and impossibly intense in his eye. The small velvet box in his hand is open, revealing a ring so perfect, so undeniably you, that your heart stutters.

“From the moment I saw you, I knew you were meant to be mine,” Aemond says, his voice steady but thick with meaning. “I don’t want a life without you. I don’t want a world where I wake up and you’re not there. You are my beginning and my end. Marry me.”

Your hands fly to your mouth, tears welling up instantly. It’s overwhelming—the view, the moment, the way his voice carries so much devotion it nearly breaks you.

“Aemond…” your voice shakes as a teary laugh escapes. You’re nodding before you can even get the words out, dropping to your knees in front of him, throwing your arms around his neck. “Yes! Yes, of course, yes!”

The relief in his expression is palpable, but it lasts only a second before he crushes his lips against yours, his hands tangling in your hair, gripping you close like he never intends to let go. The Grand Canyon stretches infinitely behind you, but all you feel is him.

When he finally pulls back, his forehead rests against yours, a rare smile playing on his lips. “You’re mine,” he murmurs, slipping the ring onto your finger.

And as the wind rushes past, carrying your laughter and the echoes of your kiss into the canyon below, you know you’ll never forget this moment for as long as you live.

When You And Aemond Posted The Announcement Of Your Engagement.

The moment you and Aemond posted the engagement photo—a breathtaking shot of you two standing on the edge of the Grand Canyon, the sun setting behind you, his lips pressed against yours while your hand is held up, showing off the massive engagement ring—the internet exploded.

“NOOOOOOOO THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING”

“SHE SAID YES?!? AEMOND YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO WAIT FOR ME 😭”

“I just dropped to my knees in Target.”

“The way he’s kissing her and holding her like she’s the most precious thing in the world… yeah, I lost.”

“HER RING IS BIGGER THAN MY FUTURE. WTF.”

“This is the worst day of my life.”

Aemond’s fan girls are in shambles.

Some are coping through edits, posting sad TikToks with captions like “POV: You just found out your delulu era is officially over” while playing heartbreak songs in the background. Others are full-on denial, claiming the ring is fake, that the post is a PR stunt, or that Aemond must have been forced into this.

Meanwhile, your fanboys are equally devastated.

“Nah, bro. Aemond really fumbled the bag by making her unavailable to the rest of us.”

“Congrats, I guess… but I’m never recovering from this.”

“I just saw the engagement post, and now I’m drinking straight from the bottle.”

“Aemond won. We lost. Simple.”

Some take it personally, posting dramatic black-and-white selfies captioned: “She was my last hope.” Others are already making peace with their fate, commenting:

“I will respectfully be seated at the wedding, but I’m crying inside.”

“Alright. I’ll admit it. They’re perfect together. It’s fine. I’m fine.”

And then there’s the absolute chaos in the quote tweets:

“THEY REALLY GOT ENGAGED IN THE MOST DRAMATIC WAY POSSIBLE. GRAND CANYON? ARE YOU KIDDING??”

“Aemond proposed on the edge of a literal canyon to remind us all that we are in the trenches while he is winning.”

As for Aemond?

He reads through some of the comments with a smug smirk, casually scrolling while resting his chin on your shoulder. When he sees a particularly dramatic tweet—“Aemond, you were supposed to be MINE. This is my villain origin story.”—he just chuckles, leans in, and murmurs against your skin:

“Let them cry. You’re mine.” 😏

Aemond Family Reaction To Your Engagement Announcement.

FAMILY GROUP CHAT

Alicent: Aemond. Call me. Now.

Helaena: Oh my gods!! Congratulations!! 🥹💜💍 I knew it!!!

Aegon: LMAO bro finally locked her down. About time, you possessive little shit.

Alicent: Aemond. Call. Me. NOW.

Otto: Did you at least think before making this public? Do you understand what this means?

Daeron: Damn, I was NOT expecting this today.

Helaena: You guys are so beautiful together 🥰 I want to start planning the wedding!!!

Alicent: WHY AM I FINDING OUT THROUGH INSTAGRAM, AEMOND?!!

Aemond: Relax, mother.

Alicent: RELAX?! You just announced your engagement to the entire world without telling your own family first!

Aegon: Let him cook, Mom. He’s been obsessed with her for YEARS. This was inevitable.

Aemond: Exactly.

Otto: Aemond, marriage is a strategic decision. We need to discuss this properly.

Aemond: I made my decision. She’s mine. That’s all that matters.

Alicent: YOU ARE IMPOSSIBLE!!

Aegon: LMAO this is so funny. Mom is losing her mind, Otto is strategizing, and Aemond is just out here marking his territory.

Helaena: I think it’s romantic 🥹

IN PERSON REACTIONS

Alicent – Stressed. Disbelieving. But secretly relieved.

Pacing the floor, rubbing her temples. “Why didn’t he tell me? Why does he do this?” But deep down, she knows Aemond has never looked at anyone else the way he looks at you.

Otto – Already planning.

“Fine. If this is happening, we need to ensure everything is handled properly. The wedding must be perfect. We will discuss negotiations.”

Aegon – Living for the drama.

“Damn, I never thought I’d see the day. You really got my little brother down on one knee, huh?” Smirking as he claps Aemond on the back. “Congrats, bro. Hope you know she owns you now.”

Helaena – The happiest one.

Practically jumping with excitement, already brainstorming wedding ideas, sending Pinterest boards. “Ohhh, you’ll make the most beautiful bride!”

Daeron – Just vibing.

“Cool. When’s the wedding?”

Aemond? Just smirking, holding your hand even tighter, and not caring about anyone else’s reaction. Because in his mind, he’s already won.

When You And Aemond Posted Your Wedding Video On Internet.

The moment the wedding video dropped, Aemond walking out of the church, hand in hand with you, smiling—yes, actually smiling—the internet collapsed.

It was cinematic perfection. The camera captured every moment: the way Aemond’s usually cold expression melted into pure devotion, the way he gazed at you like you were the only thing in the world, and the way he held you so possessively, as if daring anyone to even breathe wrong in your direction.

The caption?

“Bound to you, in this life and the next. 🖤🔥”

And just like that, Aemond’s fanbase was in full mourning.

Instagram Comments Section: The Breakdown Begins

“I refuse to accept this reality. He was supposed to be MINE.” 💔😭

“Not me staring at this video like a delulu ex-girlfriend.”

“THE WAY HE LOOKS AT HER. I CAN’T DO THIS TODAY.” 😭

“Aemond smiling? Holding hands? Being openly affectionate?? This HURTS.”

“I bet she doesn’t even appreciate the way he loves her. That should have been ME.”

Twitter/X Reactions: Fangirl Mourning Period

“I just watched Aemond’s wedding video, and I’m officially dead inside.”

“His smile? His HAND on her waist? The way he kissed her forehead? Yeah, I’m logging off.”

“Someone check on the Aemond girlies. We’re NOT okay.”

“How do you cope when your fictional boyfriend gets married to someone who isn’t you?”

“Y’all see the way he looks at her? That’s not just love. That’s devotion. And I hate it here.”

TikTok Reaction Videos: Collective Breakdown

One girl crying into a pillow: “I just saw Aemond’s wedding video, and my life is over.”

Another girl dramatically drinking wine: “So this is what heartbreak feels like, huh?”

A group of fangirls holding a framed photo of Aemond while playing sad music: “We lost, ladies. It’s over.”

Someone stitching the video, whispering: “The way he smiles when he looks at her. I need to lie down.”

The Ultimate Betrayal: Aemond’s Wedding Reception Photos

If the video wasn’t bad enough, the reception photos sent the fanbase into full devastation mode.

• Aemond pulling you against him as he whispered something in your ear, smirking.

• Aemond with his hand on your thigh, looking at you like he wanted to devour you right then and there.

• Aemond lifting you up effortlessly as you laughed, his gaze dark with desire.

• Aemond kissing your knuckles, his silver hair falling over his face.

• Aemond dancing with you, his hands never straying from your waist.

At this point, some fangirls deactivated their accounts, some cried into their bedsheets, and some just stared at their phones in silence.

The Final Nail in the Coffin: Aemond’s Response to the Meltdown

Just when the internet was drowning in heartbreak, Aemond himself responded:

@AemondTargaryen: “She’s my wife. The rest of you don’t matter.” 😏💍

And with that, the delulu era officially ended.

When You And Aemond Posted About Your Pregnancy

Aemond’s fangirls were NOT prepared.

The second the post went up, all hell broke loose.

Aemond’s Instagram—usually filled with elegant aesthetics and cryptic captions—was now a battlefield of heartbreak, denial, and unhinged reactions.

The photo? Absolutely lethal.

Aemond stood behind you, his hand firmly cradling your noticeable baby bump, his lips pressed to the top of your head. His expression? Smug. Possessive. Triumphant. The next slide? An ultrasound.

The caption? Cold. Merciless. Pure Aemond.

“Blood of the dragon. Our legacy continues.”

And then—chaos.

“I’m not surviving this.”

“EXCUSE ME??? SHE’S PREGNANT??? WITH AEMOND’S CHILD??? THIS IS A NIGHTMARE.”

“This has to be fake. PLEASE tell me this is fake.”

“No. No. NO. He was supposed to marry me and name our son Vhagar II.”

“I can’t breathe. Someone send help.”

Some fangirls entered full denial mode:

“This is AI. Deepfake. Photoshop. CGI. I refuse to accept reality.”

“Maybe it’s for a role? A PR stunt? RIGHT? RIGHT???”

“Aemond Targaryen would never betray us like this.” (He absolutely would.)

Others… went completely off the rails:

“If I manifest hard enough, maybe the baby will have my DNA.”

“What if she lets me babysit? Just once? PLEASE?”

“I’m setting my phone on fire. I can’t do this.”

“I hope the baby knows their father was mine first.”

And the final, most heart-wrenching phase: acceptance.

“We lost, ladies. We fought hard, but we lost.”

“She won. She actually won.”

“We were delusional to think we had a chance. This is our downfall.”

Within minutes, #AemondBabyReveal was trending worldwide. The fan edits? Insane. The meltdowns? Unmatched. You had just broken the internet.

When You And Aemond Posted About Your Son Arrival.

The moment Aemond posted the photo—you lying in the hospital bed, exhausted but glowing, cradling your newborn son in your arms while Aemond kissed you with tears in his eye—social media shattered into chaos.

The Caption That Ended Them:

“My greatest battle, my greatest victory. He is here. And his mother… gods, his mother. My heart belongs to you, always.”

And just like that, Aemond’s fangirls and your fanboys collectively lost their will to live.

Instagram Comments Section: A Tragic Event

“Aemond… CRYING? Over HIS WIFE AND SON? No, I can’t handle this.” 😭💔

“Not him calling her ‘his greatest victory’ like she’s his whole world. Someone sedate me.”

“I JUST KNOW HE WORSHIPS HER. LOOK AT THE WAY HE’S KISSING HER.”

“My man is gone forever. Aemond has ascended to devoted husband & dad. We lost, ladies.”

“I should’ve left when they got engaged. Now they have a son?! Aemond Targaryen is someone’s actual husband and father? I AM UNWELL.”

Twitter/X Meltdown: A Digital Funeral

“Aemond Targaryen, the cold and ruthless prince, is now a loving husband and father? I need a minute.”

“HIM. CRYING. KISSING HER. HOLDING HIS SON. THIS IS TOO MUCH.”

“I thought the wedding was painful, but this baby announcement? I’m in ruins.”

“We are watching Aemond become the most obsessed husband and father in history. And we are powerless to stop it.”

“Aemond’s ‘battle and victory’ caption? That man is GONE. He belongs to his wife and son now.”

TikTok Reaction Videos: Fans Mourning Like It’s a Global Tragedy

One girl dramatically throwing her phone across the room: “I AM NOT OKAY.”

A fanboy in a hoodie, staring blankly at the screen: “First, she took him. Now, she gave him an heir. It’s over for us.”

A group of fangirls holding hands, fake crying: “We are gathered here today to mourn the loss of Aemond Targaryen to the world of marriage and fatherhood.”

Someone drinking straight from a wine bottle: “Not only did she win the war, she got a crown. She is the queen now.”

A TikTok edit of Aemond’s bad boy days transforming into husband & dad Aemond with the caption: “HIS PRIORITIES HAVE CHANGED. WE ARE NOTHING TO HIM NOW.”

The Final Blow: Aemond’s Response to the Fan Breakdown

As the internet spiraled into devastation, Aemond posted a short video clip—a black-and-white shot of him shirtless in the hospital chair, holding his newborn son against his chest, his silver hair slightly disheveled, his eye soft and full of awe. The camera then panned to you, resting with a tired smile, and Aemond reaching over to kiss your forehead.

@AemondTargaryen: “I never needed a kingdom. I only needed them.”

And just like that, his fangirls & your fanboys took their final breath.

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vanteguccir · 1 year ago

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤALWAYS YOURS * CHRIS STURNIOLO

SUMMARY　::　where Y/N and Chris are secretly in love, but Chris is the one that acts shy around her; OR 4 times Chris loved Y/N from afar and 1 time he didn't.

FEATURING　Chris Sturniolo x reader　REQUESTED?　yes.

WARNINGS　::　none.

AUTHOR'S NOTE　::　that is my work, I DON'T authorize any form of plagiarism; copy, "inspiration" or translation! | english isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

Y/N and Nick had been inseparable since they were children, having grown up together in Boston, their bond of friendship was the strongest among all others. Nick was the type of boy who exuded energy and extroversion, while Y/N was more thoughtful and quiet, and the two of them fit together perfectly.

So, when the triplets decided to move to Los Angeles to better advance their career on YouTube, the girl went with them. Her high school years were over, and, as luck would have it, she had received her acceptance letter to the LA college she wanted to attend.

Obviously, her closeness with Nick throughout her life brought her close to Matt and Chris equally, as the three of them came as a complete package to any relationship, regardless of which trype it was.

The only difference was that with Chris, things were different. A strange and unfamiliar feeling grew more and more inside Y/N's heart whenever he was around, making her blush and stumble over her own words. It didn't take her long to realize that she was madly in love with the youngest triplet, but the fear of rejection prevented her from confessing her feelings.

What Y/N didn't know was that Chris also had deep feelings for her. However, he was also paralyzed by the fear of ruining his friendship with Y/N, or worse, destabilizing the girl's friendship with his brother if his feelings weren't reciprocated. So the two were content to flirt shyly and exchanging furtive glances and meaningful smiles that spoke volumes about their feelings.

But there was something more, something that everyone but Y/N seemed to notice. When she was around, Chris transformed completely. His posture softened, his smile became more genuine, and his eyes shone with a special tenderness reserved just for her. He became more embarrassed and cautious, as if he was afraid of messing up in front of the person he secretly loved.

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1. Shyness

The sun was beginning to peek shyly through the window curtains when Y/N woke up. She snuggled under the sheets for a moment, enjoying the feeling of comfort. With a soft yawn, the girl got up from the bed and stretched momentarily before putting on the Fresh Love hoodie that was on her gaming chair, throwing her hair up in a quick ponytail.

Y/N walked down the stairs of the floor she shared with Nick towards the kitchen, following the tempting aroma of fresh coffee and warm toast.

Inside the kitchen, Matt was talking about a movie he watched the night before, Saltburn, while Chris laughed loudly at the faces of disgust and strangeness Nick displayed at certain scenes.

"Wait, you reminded me of a TikTok I saw yesterday!" Exclaimed Chris, his eyes shining with excitement. "It was from a guy who apparently wrote a song about a girl who looks innocent but ha-"

Before he could continue, Y/N entered the room with a smile on her face.

"Good morning, boys!"

Chris's face instantly turned a bright shade of red, and he swallowed hard, abruptly stopping talking. He looked down at his plate with a sudden intensity, as if he were trying to concentrate on each bite of his food.

"Good morning, Y/N." Nick smiled, breaking the brief moment of awkward silence. Matt just nodded, chewing on the piece of toast he had in his mouth.

Y/N approached the counter behind the table, noticing the sudden discomfort in the air but choosing not to comment on it.

"What was the TikTok about, Chris?" She asked softly with her back turned to them, standing on tiptoes and opening one of the cabinets above the stove, retrieving her favorite mug.

"I... Um." He fake coughed, clearing his throat. "I think I... forgot." The last word came out in a subtle whisper.

Y/N smiled, feeling the skin of her face burn at the thought of how shy the boy became in her presence, shaking her head quickly to shake off the thoughts when Nick started talking again, bringing up another topic.

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2. Admiring from afar

The Space Camp Wellness studio was filled with vibrant energy as Nick, Chris, Matt, and Y/N prepared for yet another promotional photo shoot. Nick, as the founder of the lip balm brand, was busy adjusting the final details, while Y/N was preparing to be one of the models in that series of pictures that would be used to promote the new line.

Sitting on the other side of the room, Chris, Matt, and Nick exchanged hushed murmurs among themselves, discussing the details of what the next steps for Nick's brand would be. However, to Chris, the sounds seemed distant, completely muffled to his ears.

His eyes remained fixed on the girl, watching every movement she made as she changed her positions. He couldn't shake the feeling that the whole world seemed brighter when she was around, his heart beating wildly against his chest.

"Chris, you're drooling again." Matt teased, giving the boy a playful poke in the shoulder.

Chris blinked, brought back to reality by his words. He blushed slightly, embarrassed at being caught.

"Shut the fuck up, I'm not drooling." He barked back, trying to hide his flushed state.

"Oh, come on, Chris. Everyone knows you're head over heels in love with Y/N." Nick laughed loudly, exchanging knowing glances with Matt.

Chris squirmed uncomfortably in his seat, trying to find a suitable response to his brothers' teasing. He knew he couldn't deny his feelings for Y/N, but he also didn't want to make the situation more awkward than it already was.

"You two are ridiculous." He grumbled, looking at Y/N again.

His eyes widened when he saw her already watching them, her gaze carrying a curiosity as to why they were laughing so loud - not that it was something strange coming from the brothers.

The brunette quickly turned his neck to the side, focusing his eyes on a random place while scratching his stubble, gulping loudly.

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3. Acts of service

The frigid air of Boston circulated Y/N as she walked alongside the triplets, enveloped by the welcoming atmosphere of their hometown. The night was particularly cold, with a biting breeze that made everyone shrink into themselves for warmth.

"Oh my God, it's so cold!" Y/N commented, rubbing her arms in an attempt to warm them a little.

Chris, who was next to her on the outside of the sidewalk, immediately noticed her cheeks flushed by the wind. He frowned, feeling a tightening of concern in his chest when he saw her body shaking slightly, being covered only by a long-sleeved blouse and thin leggings.

"Here." The boy said, taking off his hockey jersey and offering it to her. "You can use this to protect yourself from the cold."

Y/N widened her eyes in surprise, stopping her steps abruptly.

"But what about you, Chris? You're going to be cold-" Chris shook his head, cutting her off.

"Don't worry about me. I can handle the cold better than you can. Besides, you need to stay warm or you will cath the flu."

Finally convinced, but still reluctant, Y/N accepted the jersey, feeling the comforting warmth that emanated from the fabric as she took it in her hands. She smiled wide at Chris, slipping it over her shoulders, his Dior parfume automatically filling her nostrils, warming her heart.

Chris watched in silence as Y/N wrapped herself in his jersey, name and number clearly visible on her back, lightly covered by the strands of her loose hair. An intense blush took over his cheeks, a feeling of heat different from the cold taking over his body.

He felt his heart speed up to a thousand miles per hour, pressing his lips into a thin line to stop the involuntary smile.

"It looks good on you. Better than on me."

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4. Distraction

The kitchen of the triplets' house was full of energy as the brothers prepared to record another Wednesday video for their YouTube channel. Nick adjusted the camera and arranged the equipment while Chris and Matt arranged themselves in the two chairs behind the wooden table, facing the tripod.

Chris, especially, was beaming with enthusiasm, his words flowing with energy as he addressed the camera after Nick positioned himself behind the two, giving the go-ahead to begin recording.

"What's up, guys? Welcome back to our YouTube channel! Today, we have a-"

He was in the middle of introducing the theme when Y/N passed through the divide between the living room and kitchen, her hands holding her phone and her eyes fixed on the screen, heading towards the stairs that led to her shared floor with Nick.

Chris's gaze instinctively shifted towards her, his heart racing almost automatically as his pupils seemed to take the shape of a little heart, his eyes following her every step and his mouth opening slightly.

His brothers, noticing Chris's sudden distraction, began laughing, teasing him as he struggled to regain focus.

"Wow, Chris, I think someone's a little distracted." Matt, who was sitting next to him, joked, receiving a hard slap on the shoulder in response.

Chris blushed a red hue, embarrassed at being caught. He rubbed the back of his neck, trying to hide his state as he tried to remember what he was about to say.

"Hm..." He cleared his throat, still a little disconcerted. "Where did I stop?"

Nick laughed louder, stumbling back and slamming his back against the stove, cursing loudly as he tried to steady his balance.

"You were talking about the challenge we're going to do today, but I think you were more interested in keeping up with Y/N than recording the video." Matt scoffed, smirking to the lens.

Chris shook his head, adjusting the cap over his hair in an act of nervousness, his mind still a little clouded by the sight of Y/N.

Needless to say, he got almost every picture of the challenge wrong, his mind replaying the image of the girl he loved over and over for the rest of the day.

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5. When he finally makes a move

The night silently enveloped the house, as Chris found himself lost in his own thoughts, his body lying flat on his bed and his eyes fixed on the ceiling. He knew it was time to finally confront his feelings for Y/N and express the love he had been secretly holding onto for so long. However, he was feeling completely lost on how to do it.

With his heart beating wildly in his chest, the boy decided to seek advice from Matt. His brother always knew what to say. Chris walked quickly up the stairs, going to Matt's bedroom door, knocking gently with his closed fist against the wood before turning the handle, opening it.

"Matt?" He asked, his voice slightly shaking with anxiety as his eyes darted around the room, quickly finding the boy in his gaming chair, playing something on his computer. "Can I talk to you?"

Matt looked up, frowning in concern when he noticed the boy's distressed eyes.

"Of course, did something happen?"

Chris entered the room, closing the door behind him and walking over to the bed, sitting on the edge in front of his computer desk.

"Nothing happened, I just... need some advice." Chris began, scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment at being so vulnerable. "I've finally accepted that I love Y/N, but I don't know how to tell her... I'm scared of ruining everything, Matt."

Matt smiled slightly, taking the headphones off his head and placing it on the keyboard before moving the chair so that he was facing Chris.

"Why don't you write her a letter?" Matt shrugged, crossing his arms and watching his reactions.

"A letter? Isn't that too old-fashioned?" The youngest frowned, pushing his bangs back with his right hand, expanding his vision.

"With every girl you've ever been with, you've always been direct, unrestricted, and unromantic. But with Y/N it's different, right?"

"She's not just another one, Matt." Chris rolled his eyes, feeling disgusted as he remembered all the times that he tried to erase his feelings for Y/N.

"Exactly, so treat her like she isn't, be romantic and different, surprise her."

It took days for Chris to finally have the courage to open his heart in a letter. He wasn't used to revealing his feelings often, so writing them down on paper was harder than it seemed. But the day finally arrived, and surprisingly, it didn't take more than an hour for Chris to finish his words.

The brunette spent the rest of that day wandering around his room while carrying the letter hidden in the front pocket of his hoodie, looking for the ideal moment to give it to Y/N.

His courage to hand it to her face to face was almost non-existent, and that's why he used the only moment when the girl moved from her room to Nick's. With shaking hands, he placed the letter on Y/N's bed, leaving it in a place where she would certainly find it.

One last look at it, and Chris turned abruptly, running back to his own room with his face flushed with shyness and anxiety.

Meanwhile, Y/N returned to her room, unaware of the surprise that awaited her. Her heart beat with strange anticipation as she approached, immediately noticing the letter carefully left there.

Hesitantly, Y/N took it, feeling the weight of the paper in her hands. She took a deep breath before opening it, her eyes widening comically as she recognized the handwriting, her eyes running quickly through the words with a mix of surprise and excitement.

As she read Chris's passionate declaration, Y/N's heart seemed to expand in her chest, overflowing with all the best feelings.

To my Y/N,

I am completely sure that I have loved you since the moment I understood the meaning of the word love. I remember the day I noticed that I felt something different about you; we were 14 years old and you showed up at our house to spend the day with Nick, and as soon as you saw me, you smiled the most beautiful and wide smile I've ever seen, taking away all my breath.

Whenever I go to sleep I think about you and, maybe, an us, wondering if you feel the same. And whenever I wake up, I can only imagine what it would be like to have you on the other side of the bed, forever in my arms.

What would it be like to have you? This probably sounds cliché and ridiculous, but I created a whole imagination of what it would be like, and I know it would be a dream come true.

And I tried so hard to resist it, out of pure fear and cowardice of losing you and your company, but resisting you became my most difficult task.

Everything about you makes me feel more alive and lighter. The sound of your voice seems to silence all the noise in my head, and your smile erases all the bad smoke in the world around me. And suddenly there's only you.

If you gave me the chance, I would make you feel everything and much more than you already made me feel.

Say the word and I'll be your yours.

Always,

Chris.

Y/N remained static for long minutes, letting the magnitude of what she had just read sink into her heart and mind. She felt her fingertips numb and her heart racing so much that she was almost sure it would jump out of her chest and run to wherever Chris was.

And then, with renewed determination, the girl got up from her bed, running downstairs towards Chris's room, goosebumps rising through her body in anticipation.

Upon arriving at the door of the room she dreamed of being able to live in one day, Y/N raised her closed fist, knocking it against the wood with nervousness, anxiously waiting for an answer.

When Chris opened it, their eyes met in a moment of pure connection, and Y/N knew it was the right thing to do.

"Chris." She began, her voice soft but shaky. "I love you too."

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clarii · 4 months ago

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Every Breath You Take

Summary: Steve Harrington had it all—popularity, the perfect life, and everything he could want. But when he let slip a hurtful comment about you, his best friend turned into a distant memory. Now, years later, with everything changing, Steve can’t shake the haunting realization that he’s lost you. As he drives Dustin to the dance, he can’t help but replay the past in his mind, every moment of his mistakes. Will he ever get a second chance, or is it too late for redemption?

Pairing: King!Steve Harrington x Reader

Warnings: Angst, hurt/comfort, flashbacks, regret

Author’s Note: This story is heavily inspired by the song Every Breath You Take by The Police. I know the song is trending on TikTok at this moment but couldn’t help but think of the scene where Steve is looking at Nancy.

The car was quiet, the only sound was the hum of the engine as Steve’s hand gripped the wheel, his mind elsewhere. Dustin was chattering away beside him, excited about the dance tonight, but Steve wasn’t listening. His thoughts were occupied by something—or rather, someone—he couldn’t shake from his mind.

Every breath you take, every move you make, I’ll be watching you…

The lyrics of the song echoed through his mind, reminding him of how many times he had let you slip away. It had been months since he last saw you, but the memory of what he’d done, what he’d said, haunted him daily. Every time he thought he had moved past it, it crept back into his thoughts like a shadow he couldn’t outrun.

Dustin, oblivious to Steve’s inner turmoil, continued talking about his plan to impress the girls at the dance, but Steve barely heard him. His eyes flicked to the rearview mirror, where he caught a glimpse of someone walking into the school. His heart stopped for a moment when he saw you, standing just outside the doors with your head down, adjusting your bag.

It hit him like a punch to the stomach. He hadn’t seen you in so long. And despite the pain of the memories, there was a part of him that couldn’t look away.

Every game you play, every night you stay, I’ll be watching you…

You hadn’t been part of his life for so long now. What he had once considered “just a phase” of their friendship had slipped away without him realizing it. But now, the weight of it all—the unspoken words, the shattered friendship—felt heavier than anything else in his life.

“Hey, uh, Steve, are you listening?” Dustin’s voice broke through his thoughts.

Steve blinked, tearing his gaze away from the reflection of you in the rearview mirror. “What? Yeah. Sorry. Just… distracted.”

Dustin raised an eyebrow, noticing Steve’s distracted look. “By what? You’ve been kinda out of it today, man.”

Steve swallowed hard, pushing down the lump in his throat. “Nothing… just thinking about stuff,” he muttered, his voice quiet.

But Dustin wasn’t fooled. “Yeah, I can tell. You’ve been all weird since we left the house. What’s up?”

Steve glanced at Dustin, his mind flashing back to that one day—months ago—when everything changed.

Flashback – Hawkins, 1984

You had been Steve’s constant companion for so long. You weren’t like his other friends; you didn’t want to party, didn’t care about the attention. Instead, you just spent time together. You studied together, helped each other with homework, and spent afternoons hanging out at each other’s houses. It was comfortable. Real. You didn’t need anything else.

Steve had started to realize that maybe, just maybe, he cared more about you than he thought. The way you laughed at his dumb jokes, the way you were always there when he needed someone to talk to. But he never said it out loud. He couldn’t. He was King Steve after all.

But then one day, everything changed.

You had been sitting at Steve’s house, flipping through your textbook while he lounged on the couch. You had been trying to explain something to him—something that you knew he wasn’t really listening to—but you didn’t mind. It was just Steve being Steve.

Then his friends came over. Billy, Tommy, and Carl. They had always teased you, but you didn’t mind. You were used to it.

“Hey, Steve,” Tommy said, leaning against the doorway with a smug grin, “Why are you hanging out with the freak? You’ve got a hot girlfriend and all this popularity. Why waste your time with her?”

Steve had laughed, a little too loudly, before answering. “I don’t know, man. I guess I feel bad for her. It’s like charity work or something. She’s not really my type.”

His friends had laughed. You had laughed along with them, though it was the kind of laugh that didn’t reach your eyes. You hadn’t really expected him to care. He was Steve Harrington, after all, always the center of attention, always with the cool crowd. But that comment, that careless dismissal, had cut deeper than you expected.

You didn’t stay long after that. You left, avoiding Steve’s attempts to stop you. You didn’t know why you were so hurt. Maybe because you had always thought he saw you as more than just some girl to pass the time with. But now, the reality hit you: he didn’t.

And that was the last time you spoke to him.

Present Day

Steve’s grip on the steering wheel tightened. His knuckles turned white as he remembered that day, the day he had let his friends influence him in a way he’d never thought would happen. Now, looking back, he regretted it with everything inside him. He had never meant for things to turn out this way.

Oh, can’t you see, you belong to me…

He could feel his breath catch in his throat, the weight of his mistake pressing down harder than before. Dustin’s words from earlier kept repeating in his mind.

“You know, Steve, you can’t just expect things to be the same after what you did.”

Steve nodded without speaking. He didn’t need to. Dustin was right. He had messed everything up. He didn’t have an excuse for what he did, but he had been a kid, driven by stupid pride. He had let his friends talk him into making you feel less than, and now you were gone.

And here he was, sitting in a car, watching you disappear into the school like a memory he couldn’t keep.

Flashback – Hawkins, 1984

The night you left, Steve had come to your house. He stood outside your window, hands in his pockets, staring at the lights inside. He didn’t know how to fix things, didn’t know how to make it right. His friends had already left, and the house felt too quiet. He wanted to call you. Wanted to apologize. But what would he even say?

He stood there for what felt like hours, but you never came to the window. You didn’t even acknowledge his presence.

Present Day

“Do you think she’s still mad at me?” Steve’s voice was barely above a whisper as he glanced at Dustin. He didn’t know why he asked, but he couldn’t help it. The weight of the years without you was suffocating.

Dustin paused for a moment, thinking. “I think you messed up, Steve. I mean, yeah. But you can’t expect her to just forget. You can’t just expect everything to be okay just because you say sorry.”

“I know that, Dustin,” Steve replied, frustration lacing his voice. “But I… I never meant to hurt her. And now… now I’m just… I’m just stuck.”

Flashback – Hawkins, 1984

Steve had driven past your house so many times in the weeks that followed, hoping to see you. Hoping for a chance to fix things. But every time he looked, you were never there. The lights in your room remained off. It was like you were gone from his life for good.

Present Day

As Dustin rambled on about his plans for the dance, Steve let his mind wander back to that time. The quiet moments in the library when you would study together. The way you laughed at his terrible jokes. How he could always count on you to be there, to understand him. Now all of that was gone.

What if it’s too late?

Every breath you take, every move you make, I’ll be watching you…

But it was too late, wasn’t it?

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #stranger things x y/n #stranger things x reader #stranger things #king!steve Harrington x reader #steve harrington angst #dustin henderson

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unvrsoflyly · 2 months ago

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i saw a tiktok that made me think of modern au till and it can't get out of my mind... so here's some ramdom small hcs :)

content - fluff, gn reader, might be ooc since it’s first time im actually writing for him, till being a sweetheart cause he is idc, established relationship-ish, lowercase intended!! english is not my first language and it isn't proof read, so there might be some mistakes

note - hellooo, wow i wrote smth after a year! till is my current obsession (thanks to all the writers who post till x reader content, don’t stop u feed my obsession lmao), im sorry y’all i felt like sharing my impressions on how he would be with his partner lol, enjoy!!

modern au till who would find himself drawing with you in his mind constantly. it doesn't need to be a portrait, you fuel his creative mind so there's always some pieces of you spread on his artworks.

modern au till who would always pour all is love into songs dedicated to you. his ability to turn his feelings onto lyrics and melodies became a second nature with time. it still amazed you how clear his intentions were while writing it.

modern au till who shares his art as a way to share his feelings better. they are always more clear since his mouth and his emotions always fighting with each other to express himself.

modern au till who would make a ring out of one of his used guitar strings after you gave him an crafted charm to put anywhere. you passed your time to make something reminding him of you? well, he’ll dedicate you his hours of practice and writing with his guitar by putting it around one of your fingers.

modern au till who would always turn bright red if anyone points out the charm attached to his phone, the one you made. he becomes helpless out of his artistic bubble and don’t know how to handle the slight teasing. what could he do? he loved you after all.

modern au till who might not be the most straightforward and public about his relationship with you just because he’s more comfortable in his privacy and you bet you are a part of it. grand gestures are not his forte, but he still show you his love in his own genuine way that feel so personal.

! art and character are not mine, credit goes to vivinos/qmeng

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sweetlyvibe · 2 months ago

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𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞’𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 – 𝖭𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗈𝗒𝖺 𝗒𝗎𝗎

𝗛𝗢𝗪 𝗛𝗘 𝗔𝗦𝗞𝗦 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗢𝗨𝗧 :

◞ 🎀 ﹒ He thought about how he wanted to make it as fun and exciting as possible because a simple “Wanna go out?” felt way too boring. You deserved something grand, something unforgettable.

◞ 🎀 ﹒ When he saw a TikTok trend of people doing dramatic proposals, he knew he had to do something just as over-the-top—but with his own Nishinoya twist.

◞ 🎀 ﹒ He spent the entire week hyping himself up, planning the perfect way to ask. At first, he thought about doing it at practice, maybe even mid-game so the entire gym could witness his legendary Valentine’s confession. But then he realized—what if you got flustered? What if he got flustered?! No, no. It had to be big but personal.

◞ 🎀 ﹒ That’s how he ended up at your house, decked out in full volleyball gear, standing on your doorstep with a giant, handmade sign that read:

“WILL YOU BE MY VALENTINE?! ( Say yes or I’ll dive into the pavement )”

◞ 🎀 ﹒ The second you opened the door, he hit play on a very dramatic love song blasting from a Bluetooth speaker hidden in his hoodie pocket. Then, without missing a beat, he dropped to one knee, staring up at you like you were the only person in the world.

◞ 🎀 ﹒ If you laughed, he’d grab his chest like he was wounded. “No way! Are you laughing at my heartfelt confession?! This is tragic!”

◞ 🎀 ﹒ If you got flustered, he’d grin even wider. “Aw, c’mon, don’t leave me hangin’ here! My knee is getting cold!”

◞ 🎀 ﹒ And if you said yes right away, he’d cheer like he just won Nationals, jumping up to lift you off the ground for a second before spinning around dramatically.

◞ 🎀 ﹒ “Alright! Best decision you’ve ever made! Now, get ready, because I have the best Valentine’s Day planned for you!”

𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗛𝗘 𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗗 :

◞ 🎀 ﹒ He thought about your favorite things—your favorite color, the little things that made you smile, the way you always mentioned wanting to try something new. He wanted today to feel like you.

◞ 🎀 ﹒ When he went shopping for your gift, he almost got distracted a million times. Every five seconds, he found something random that he thought was cool—like a neon green volleyball or a mug with “World’s Coolest Person” written on it ( he almost bought that one, but then thought, Wait, they already know they’re the coolest person if they’re dating me ).

◞ 🎀 ﹒ But then he snapped himself back into focus, reminding himself: This is for them. Not for me. No distractions.

◞ 🎀 ﹒ He put together a Noya-Style Valentine’s kit:

• Your favorite snacks, because he knows you better than anyone and your taste is elite

• A hand-drawn coupon for “Unlimited Hugs from the Best Libero in the World” ( signed with a dramatic flourish )

• A tiny plushie that reminded him of you, because the second he saw it, he thought, Yep. That’s them. Gotta get it.

• A playlist he made just for today, filled with songs that reminded him of you—some cute, some chaotic, some just there to make you laugh.

◞ 🎀 ﹒ The idea of planning something romantic made him a little nervous, but not because he wasn’t confident. It was because he wanted to make sure you felt how much he cared.

◞ 🎀 ﹒ He decided on a surprise date—no clues, no hints, just you trusting him to lead the way.

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗘 𝗜𝗧𝗦𝗘𝗟𝗙 :

◞ 🎀 ﹒ You barely had time to question where you were going before Nishinoya grabbed your hand and bolted down the street, practically buzzing with excitement. He wouldn’t tell you a thing, only grinning every time you asked, “Where are we going?”

◞ 🎀 ﹒ The first stop? A giant arcade.

◞ 🎀 ﹒ “Alright, listen up!” he announced, cracking his knuckles like he was preparing for battle. “Tonight, I’m gonna win you the coolest prize here. No matter how many tokens it takes!”

◞ 🎀 ﹒ He ended up spending way too much time (and energy) at the claw machines, dramatically cursing every time he almost grabbed the stuffed animal he wanted for you.

◞ 🎀 ﹒ After an intense best out of three air hockey match (where he refused to go easy on you), he finally won something—a small, slightly lopsided plushie. He proudly handed it to you like it was a trophy.

◞ 🎀 ﹒ “It’s our new child now. Name it wisely,” he said with a completely serious expression.

◞ 🎀 ﹒ The second stop was a small, cozy food stand.

◞ 🎀 ﹒ He thought about how much you loved trying new things, so he took you to a spot that sold weird but delicious desserts.

◞ 🎀 ﹒ “Okay, okay, you have to take the first bite,” he said, practically vibrating with anticipation. “And be honest! If it sucks, we riot.”

◞ 🎀 ﹒ He watched your face way too closely as you took a bite, eyes wide like he was waiting for a life-changing reaction.

◞ 🎀 ﹒ The second you smiled, he pumped his fist in victory. “Knew it! Your taste is as amazing as your face!”

◞ 🎀 ﹒ Finally, the night ended at the top of a hill overlooking the city.

◞ 🎀 ﹒ He had zero plans to be serious tonight, but sitting there, watching the city lights reflect in your eyes, he felt something heavy settle in his chest.

◞ 🎀 ﹒ “Y’know,” he started, rubbing the back of his neck, “I know I’m kinda all over the place sometimes. Loud, chaotic, a lot to handle.”

◞ 🎀 ﹒ He let out a small, nervous laugh. “But I really, really like you. And I wanted today to be something you remember.”

◞ 🎀 ﹒ He leaned in, bumping his forehead against yours with a teasing grin. “Soooo… how’d I do?”

◞ 🎀 ﹒ Before you could answer, he suddenly gasped, eyes widening dramatically. “Wait! If you say it was mid, I might have to replay the whole day! We’ll go back to the start, arcade round two!”

◞ 🎀 ﹒ He laughed before you could swat at him, pulling you into a quick, warm hug. “Happy Valentine’s Day, babe.”

#ᯓ★ 𝓜𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗌 #nishinoya yuu #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #nishinoya x reader #haikyuu nishinoya #nishinoya yū #nishinoya yuu x reader #hq nishinoya #nishinoya x you #nishinoya x y/n #nishinoya fluff #nishinoya headcanons #noya x reader #valentines day #valentines day Headcanons #Headcanons

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