#ig this gives me an excuse to look through my requests

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okay i need to actually start practicing character drawing now

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paring: lando norris x reader summary: celebrating lando's podium result in silverstone warnings: none author's note: i had started writing this on saturday after he got the p2 and just today i finished it after the results of the race, i was really inspired because i wrote something long and i'm happy for lando's podium and it's my first time writing about him, so i hope you like it as much as me. again, english is not my first language so sorry if there are mistakes, you can let me know in the comments as well as your opinion, also remember that my requests are open!👀

You and Lando have been together for 1 year now and had met through Max. Not Fewtrell, Verstappen as you and he were neighbours, so he had seen you walking into your flat one time when Lando was visiting Max, and he swore you were the prettiest girl he had ever seen.

So, with a little embarrassment he asked Max about you.

"Max... you know; you have few neighbours here."

"Yeah, it's a really quiet place, so are the neighbours."

"Yeah, do you know them all?" he asked casually, hoping he knew you.

"Well, I told you there are just a few of us, in these flats, so yes. Most of them are couples." At that point Lando had lost hope, it meant you were probably living with your boyfriend. "Except for this girl, y/n who lives in the flat in front of us."

That's when Lando let out the air he was holding.

"Oh yeah, I saw her walking in." He said trying to sound disinterested.

"Well, as I was telling you. The simulator I just installed..."

From that day on, Lando would try to "visit" Max for the slightest excuse just to see you and talk to you, even a little bit until he finally asked you out.

"Here again? I think you already live with Max and Kelly." You jokingly told him as you stepped out of the elevator.

"It's just that I forgot a cable for my computer yesterday."

"Sure, well... See ya". You said as you put the key in your door.

"Hey, y/n, I wanted to ask you something". You didn't know what was wrong with him, he was between nervous, happy, he looked like he wanted to cry.

"Sure, are you okay?" You asked him concerned and walked closer to him.

"Yes, yes, I was wondering if you would like to go out with me for lunch? Or wherever you want?"

"Lando..." "It's okay if you don't want to, it was just a dumb question" He said interrupting.

"Hey, Lando. It's okay, I'd love to go out with you" You told him smiling.

"Really? Sure, sure. How about tomorrow at 3?" Lando so happy.

"Yeah, that's perfect. I'll see you tomorrow then." You walked up to him to give him a kiss on the cheek.

Lando couldn't contain his happiness, so as soon as he saw you disappear through your door he didn't hesitate to celebrate.

"Mate, what are you doing here?" Max said when he saw Lando at the door of his house and celebrating.

After that first date, more came until you reached the point where you are now, your relationship.

You had already attended a few races as you were still studying so it wasn't possible for you to attend every race, however, this time you would be there as this was a very special one for Lando, his home race so you would definitely be there.

Throughout the weekend, Lando had looked very good in practice so you were both very excited and more than anything, he was determined to finish at least in the top 5 but obviously the main objective was to win the race and there was nothing better than to do it at home.

Finally, qualifying day, had arrived and you were very nervous, obviously wanting your boyfriend to get pole position which, although it was a difficult task to achieve and even more with top teams like Red Bull, Ferrari and even Williams (surprisingly) but it was not impossible to get.

That day, you and Lando had arrived together at the Paddock, you wearing Lando's jacket which was clearly a size bigger than yours, as, unlike the previous days, this saturday was cloudy, typical London weather.

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"Good luck baby, I know you've got it" You told him as you gave him a short kiss before he put on his balaclava.

"Thanks love, I'll give it my all". He said smiling, you could swear his eyes had a special sparkle in them.

After that, you went to your place along with Lando's parents as you watched him put on his helmet, gloves and get into the car.

To your surprise, the car looked amazing, it looked like both Lando and Oscar were driving a Red Bull instead of the tractor they had been driving all season.

Lando had made it through to Q3 and it was in this where you were most nervous, not to mention his parents, everyone wanted Lando to get pole position or at least have both drivers on the front row.

It was the last seconds of Q3 and Lando was in last position, you swore you wanted to run out of there from nerves, until you saw that Lando had set a wonderful lap that had put him in P1 and you were about to celebrate, but you calmed down a bit when you saw that Max and Oscar had to finish their lap and these two were also likely to get the pole position.

Finally, they finished their lap and you saw that Max had taken pole position, leaving Lando in P2. You were happy for Max because he was your friend after all, but you were hoping that Lando would stay in that position, however, in the end you were very happy to see your boyfriend get a great starting position for tomorrow's race.

Finally, after Lando had finished his interviews, you finally saw him entering the motor home with a big smile on his face and you couldn't help but jump into his arms.

"You did amazing babe, I'm so happy and proud of you" You said into his neck as you pulled him tighter to you, and he hugged you the same way.

"Thank you love, I still can't believe it." He said as he pulled away from you a little to give you a kiss.

"Hey, hey, we want to congratulate him too." You pulled apart as you heard the voice of Cisca, Lando's sister.

You couldn't help but blush.

"Congratulations Lan, you did amazing". Cisca hugged him and you saw his parents smile proudly.

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And so his family congratulated him. Later, they had retired as they were a bit tired and had even offered to take you with them, but you declined saying you would stay with Lando until he left and he still had a few activities to do.

You left the Paddock around 9 going to the hotel near the circuit, both of you walking hand in hand.

"Thank you for being here, you don't know how much it means to me. But I did it better for you, you know? Maybe then I should get a present," he said playfully as he hugged you by the shoulders.

"Yeah? I think I'll consider attending races more often." You said taking his hint.

"I'd love that, but then, what do I deserve for today?" He said raising his eyebrows playfully.

"I've already given you congratulations." You blurted out playing dumb.

"Maybe those congratulations should be different, I think I know a place where you can give them to me."

"Landoooo!" You said as you blushed.

"Turns out you're shy now but not when..." Lando was interrupted by some fans coming up to you to ask for a picture.

It was Sunday morning when you were already in the Paddock and being his home race there were more marketing activities and obviously they have to review the strategies for the race.

The weather was a bit "better" than yesterday, but the only thing you would expect is for Lando to have a great race. He was much more motivated with the support of his family, friends, girlfriend and all the fans.

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The formation lap was almost over and you swore you wanted to throw up from nerves, you felt a horrible tingling in your stomach.

Finally, the race started and you were watching the screens in the garage and you saw how Lando had an amazing start passing Max in the first corner and you couldn't help but scream and celebrate like everyone else in the grandstands.

It was lap 4 and Lando was still leading, but unfortunately on lap 5 Max managed to pass him and Lando couldn't do much to avoid it. Despite this, Lando had a very good pace and unluckily for Max, he was having some problems so it wasn't really possible to make a big gap to your boyfriend.

The whole race was going very well for both McLarens who had very good race pace. It was the last few laps and they had changed to hard tyres, but you were a bit scared because behind Lando was Lewis on soft tyres so you feared that as soon as the safety car ended, he would overtake Lando, but it was the opposite as the car was going incredibly fast on these tyres.

It was the end of the race and Lando had finished P2 and Oscar P4, the whole garage was celebrating the team's results as they hadn't had a podium finish since Italy last year.

You and Lando's family made your way to Parc Femme, all smiling listening to the crowd chanting Lando's name and watching as most of the drivers like Max, Lewis, Oscar, George, Sergio, Carlos and others came up to congratulate him.

Lando came running up to you, first hugging his parents and finally hugging you.

"Babe, you did it amazing. Congratulations, you deserve it so much." You hugged him despite the barrier between you.

"Thank you love, I was so close to victory..." "Baby, you still did amazing, I can swear it was one of your best races ever. Now go to your interview, I'll see you in a bit." You smiled at him as you gave him a kiss and he pulled away.

Now you were watching as Lando stood on the podium and received his trophy, he couldn't contain his happiness and you swore you were about to cry. Later, it was late at night and you were still in the Paddock celebrating and you could tell this was going to continue for a long time as Lando, Max (Verstappen) and other friends had suggested going out to a pub so you would have to go and change into something better to go out in.

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You were just finishing putting on your heels when Lando stepped in front of you.

"It's 10 o'clock, I think we have time to do other things don't we?"

"I think so, you can start by gathering your clothes to put them in the suitcase". You replied mockingly, as you continued to put on your heels.

"Bebeeee, you know that's not what I mean" He pouted.

"So? I don't know what you're talking about". You stood in front of the mirror and Lando walked over to you grabbing you by the waist.

"You know, I want to f**k you." He said now shamelessly as he placed kisses on your neck.

"Landoooo" You moaned laughing.

"What? You asked me that." He said laughing and turning you to face him.

"Well, now that you said it, no..." "But baby" He said frowning.

"Lando, we're running late, but I swear coming back we're going to celebrate." You said squeezing his cheeks and kissed his lips.

"But I want it right now, please, I deserve it after what I did today."

"Wasn't it enough after what we did in the motor home?" you couldn't handle this man.

"You know when it comes to you it's never enough." He said pouting.

"No Lando, when we get back. Now come on I think Max is waiting for us outside."

"Y/n!" You knew he wouldn't stop complaining, but the best part would come at the end, and that is that underneath your dress there was a surprise for him.

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Indeed, Lando hadn't stopped whining the whole night you'd been out. He was very attached to you and even more adding the fact that he was already drunk, so he was the double insufferable begging you to go to your hotel, but it was partly your fault since you had provoked him more by dancing with him.

"y/n let's go baby." He said between your lips.

"Ok, let's go" You finally said, and you wanted to leave too.

"Really? Let's go." He said taking you by the hand, heading to your table to grab your bag and say a quick goodbye to everyone. He was anxious to arrive to the hotel.

Just as you arrived at your hotel room, Lando immediately put down the zip of your dress as he kissed you and directed you to your bed.

"You made me suffer all night." He said between kisses as he placed you on the bed and finally removed your dress being stunned by your lingerie.

"Shit baby, you don't know how you got me." You smiled at his words and pulled him to you kissing him.

"You don't know how much I love you" He said as he gave you one last thrust that brought you both to orgasm.

"I love you Lando, I'm so proud of you. You did amazing today, and I don't just mean the race." You said smiling and placing a kiss on his lips as you lay on his chest.

"You dirty... no, but, really, thank you for being here, it means a lot to me". He said as he pulled you closer to him and placed a kiss in your hair.

"I'm going to be with you in every way I can, to celebrate your successes, but also to support you when things aren't right."

"I know, and thank you so much for that baby. I love you." He said as he pulled you on top of him, sticking your chests together.

"I love you Lan."

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[essenceeater]

"You're ridiculous, I love it." Hanzo Hasashi x GN!Reader.

"I don't see the asks button so I would like to politely request for some goofy ahh Scorpion Hcs because I’m amazing 😘😘😘"

WHY DID NOBODY TELL ME MY REQUESTS WERE OFF?? I SWEAR I TURNED THEM ON. Anyways a lovely fic for my friend @krysphycookiez this is specifically MK11 Hanzo. I hope you enjoy this. This is a mix of romantic and goofy headcanons with a small oneshot. The reader and Hanzo are married cause I said so. -Chaos

Characters: Hanzo Hasashi/Scorpion

Triggers: None that I can think of? Lmk if anything should be tagged here. It's Mortal Kombat, you know what to expect ig?

Requested: Yes

🔓Requests are open at the moment🔓

Link to rules

🔥Hanzo Hasashi, is known for his strong and complex personality. He's a very passionate man, but he's a little goofy when it's just you around.

🔥 Hanzo is fiercely loyal, and in a relationship, he would prioritize his partner's safety and well-being. He'd go to great lengths to protect them. He's seen things he doesn't want you to witness, it would break his heart honestly.

🔥Despite his combat prowess, Hanzo is a terrible cook. GOD AWFUL. His attempts at making a simple sandwich often lead to hilarious disasters in the kitchen. YOU'D THINK FOR BEING ABLE TO CONTROL FIRE HE'D BE PERFECT BUT NO. He's not allowed near ANY kitchens.

🔥 Y'know his friendship finisher? He has a hidden collection of cute plush toys, which he claims are "for training purposes only." He cuddles with them when no one is around. One time you walked in and he was in a huge pile of these plushies, to which you got dragged down into.

🔥Outside of his usual outfit I feel like he dresses like a homeless man 🧍‍♂️

🔥I feel would keep an air of mystery around him, making his partner curious about his past and his fire like abilities. He wouldn't want to involve you in the past even if he's still clinging to it.

🔥Despite this his fiery nature would translate into a passionate and intense love. He'd express his feelings with great emotion.

🔥YOU GET FLOWERS EVERY MONTH BUT SOMETIMES THE STEMS ARE A BIT BURNT.

🔥Despite his agility and combat skills, Hanzo is notoriously clumsy in his everyday life. He often trips over his own feet, slips on banana peels, and crashes into things when not in battle. Imagine you watched him fight someone with no problems, he turns to give you a kiss or something like that and he trips over nothing.

🔥Being serious for a moment, I feel like he will definitely train his partner. God forbid he's not around to defend you and something happens, he doesn't want history to repeat itself.

"My love what are you doing?"

The Earthrealm's warriors were used to the relentless training, the brutal battles, and the life-or-death scenarios. But there was one thing they couldn't quite wrap their heads around Hanzo's newfound obsession: cupcakes.

You were lounging in the living room of your shared home, scrolling through your tablet when you heard an unusual sound coming from the kitchen. Following the curious noise, you discovered your husband furiously whisking a bowl of batter, his mask hanging by his side as if it was just another day at the bakery he doesn't work at.

"What's going on here?" you asked, trying to stifle a laugh as you watched him struggle with a mixer.

Hanzo looked up, his fiery gaze locking onto you but he looked like a dear in headlights. "I have discovered the art of cupcakes," he declared, his voice as serious as ever.

You couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Honey, you're not allowed in the kitchen but you're making cupcakes?"

"Yes," he replied, determination in his eyes. "I was bored..." He mumbled as an excuse, but just the other day you and a friend were talking about wanting cupcakes.

Scorpion continued to wrestle with the mixer as you decided to step in. Gently taking the mixer from his hands with a soft chuckle. Together, you managed to create a lumpy cupcake batter that was a mix of all sorts of ingredients he had found in the kitchen. There were sweet and savory items like ketchup, chocolate chips, and even some mysterious spices. Did you know that? Absolutely not, is that for the better? You'll find out.

With a wink, you handed Hanzo a tray of cupcake liners. "Time to get these in the oven."

He nodded, but then his gaze fell upon the oven as he frowned. "How do I make it... bake with love?" he asked, looking genuinely puzzled. Causing you to giggle in amusement, causing him to break his confused mask he put up and laugh with you.

You smiled and set the oven to the right temperature. As you popped the tray into the oven. Hanzo stepped back, his memory flooding with flashbacks to the last time he used the oven.

A few minutes later, you were both treated to the smell of something that was part chocolate chip cookie, part ketchup-flavored cupcake wafting from the oven. You couldn't help but exchange a look and burst into laughter once again.

Your husband, however, couldn't go back to being serious, he was smiling like a child. "We shall call these 'Kombat Kupcakes,' a deadly delicacy," he announced with pride.

As you both sampled the cupcakes, your taste buds were assaulted by a strange combination of flavors. They weren't the best cupcakes, but there was no denying the effort Hanzo had put into making them.

And in that moment, you couldn't help but think, "You're ridiculous, Hanzo, but I love it."

As the two of you sat there, munching on the bizarre creations, you realized that even a fearsome fire bending ninja like Scorpion had a goofy and endearing side, one that you cherished above all else.

"You're still not allowed to use the kitchen."

"Oh come on I'm not a child!"

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[bambieyedoll]

i saw ur bella hc on my feed and i am instantly obsessed, faster than the speed of light ‼️🥹 can i request an hc where its a looking from afar sort of thing? like bella is rlly known now but also musician reader 🤭 like would they fangirl ab each other on public or privately? would they meet?AAAAAAAAAAAAAA 😫

hi, baby ! aw, that’s so sweet. thank you so much for that, it means a lot to me. here it is, i hope you like it, love. ♡

bella would be obsessed the moment they hear your voice on the radio while driving home from work. would quickly download your album that same night feeling intrigued by you.

in a couple of days, they already watched every interview and stalked your social media.

the way you expressed, both through your art, your songs, and in interviews, made them wish they could talk to you, desire holding a conversation with you.

you were just mesmerizing to bella.

would listen to your songs every day without fail. it relaxed them whenever they were feeling tired or overwhelmed because of their work.

the effect you had on them was something else.

you’d have them fangirling in secret whenever you posted on instagram or released a new song.

bella would keep you for themselves. just gatekeeping you, holding onto the feeling of you being a treasure they had found and only they knew.

you knew them and admired their work dearly too.

bella’s work on the series the last of us was just breathtaking. you found yourself every sunday sitting on your sofa with a snack watching new episodes.

you stalked bella’s instagram too.

your curiosity about them as a person grew and you loved watching their interviews. adored listening to their opinions and point of view about the series.

you wouldn’t dare to follow them on instagram tho.

your shy nature wouldn’t let you. however, you did posted your tv screen with the tlou intro one sunday.

when bella watched your story using their secret acc, they went nuts. they would let out a little squeak and giggles. the happiness was so real.

would go all shy afterwards. knowing you watched their work and not only that, you’ve been watching them every sunday.

the day you finally followed them, bella would be on could nine. immediately following you back, to your surprise and delight.

two little cuties staring at their phones in their respective houses. totally oblivious to the admiration and the (massive) crush you had on each other.

bella would think about texting you a hundred times after you officially became mutuals on ig.

wouldn’t do it due to their shyness and nervousness.

honestly, bella would open your dm’s, write something, read it five times, then delete it and exit the app. just overthinking the whole thing.

you, on the other hand, would feel courageous after following them and getting a follow back. so one day, you deep breathed and wrote to them first.

just imagine the moment bella woke up one day and saw your message on their dm’s.

they would double blink just to make sure they were awake and it wasn’t a dream.

from that day on, bella and you would text though instagram and share your mutual admiration.

bella would flag your chat to make sure your was the first one they’d see.

would get to know each other more and more in just a couple of days then they would officially ask for your number with some cute excuse like wanting you to be able to call them if you needed anything.

bella wouldn’t get over the excitement of having gotten your number.

would add your contact with a lovely heart after your name and then smile to themselves at how pretty it looked.

talking to each other would became a daily need.

your day wouldn’t be complete without your “good morning” and “sweet dreams”.

they’d give you smooth little compliments every here and there, making you blush through the phone.

you would also start to videocall. making it even more personal but also difficult to hide the effect you had on each other.

the first videocall was a mix of adorable pink painting both your cheeks, nervous giggles and glowing eyes glancing at each other.

for real, they wouldn’t be able to focus being well aware that your soft gaze was directed at them through the screen of their phone.

sometimes, you would sing to them obeying their adorable demand.

the song was up to their choice but when they said you could sing what you choose you opted for a verse of “glue song” and that made their heart go crazy.

bella’s crush on you would grow to the point they started to think about you even more constantly.

asking you on a date would be on their mind 24/7.

the day they finally asked you out (after planning it on detail) it was though a video call you both had before going to sleep.

it was something you started doing, finding comfort in your conversations that sometimes lasted until late night before wishing each other sweet dreams.

you immediately would say yes while nodding slightly with the purest smile just for them.

bella would let out a happy “yes!” in celebration after you ended the call and went to sleep feeling like the most fortunate person alive.

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any doyoung smut please because im literally obsessed with his latest ig post and his dg photos

hi anon and i get you IM OBSESSED TOO and your request came in time! i had this sleeping on my drafts for some days so...

!nsfw twt link!, public sex

doyoung was such a good boyfriend, he was a good boy, he was nervous in your first kiss, he waited until you were begging to finally have sex with him, because in his words he didn't want to cross your boundaries and want you to be ready, but after some months dating him you learned that your good boy wasn't that innocent, sometimes he is fucking filthy... like today when your boyfriend!doyoung bought you a new skirt with the excuse that you look cute wearing skirts you should know better that his intentions aren't that cute. you should know he would take you in a date and before you could leave home he would ask for your panties and of course you promptly would slide it down your legs and give it to him. you should know doyoung would tease you the whole day with hands hovering over your legs and fingers ghosting so, so close to your wet pussy, until he takes you to a calm park and place you on his lap, you hear the sound of him undoing his belt and already know his plans, he does put you sit on his cock, just the fabric of your skirt hides your obscenities from everyone who walks around the park, badly it can't hide the moans dripping from your lips or the sound of your juices wetting his dick, "c'mon baby, are you going to cum? hm? be quiet or do you want everyone to know you're such a slut for my dick?" his lips close to your ear make you shiver, you dropped your head on his shoulder and whined, "doieee, want you so much" he chuckled, "yeah? so much? so tell me baby, how much do you want me?" your hips never stopped, you kept moving against his cock, "inside, please." you whispered, and his hands on your hips tighten, "fuck, y/n" he whines, before lift you a little just so he can slide inside your wet cunt, "so fucking tight, baby-" he mouths on your neck, he didn't thrust inside you, he keep still until you with your little whore behavior start to wiggle on his lap, "what do you want? to me to cum inside you so you can walk home with my cum dripping down your thighs, kitty?" and you didn't mean to cum on spot but god the image of your walking home with his cum pouring out of you make you clench around him and slide your own hands to your clit and he lets you, such a good boyfriend, he watches you go through your orgasm until you stops clench around him and whine softly, "good?" he asks and you nod, smiling lazily at him, "let's go home, baby, so I can fuck you good, and just to you know we are stopping at that cafe, I'm fucking you in the bathroom." you smirks against his neck as he fixes you and his pants, "your wish is an order" you tease, making him laugh and finally kiss you lazily before finally fuck you in that bathroom...💭

[judebellvngham]

Hi can I get a Gavi x pedri sister where she’s Ann Olympic gymnast and they go support her and she gets nervous since it’s her first Olympics and he calls her down! Some fluff ty :)

I KNEW YOU COULD, pablo gavi

pairings : gavi x pedri sister!reader

warnings : ngl idk fluff ig

notes: i didn’t really know how to write this im ngl but i absolutely love this request lmao gavi is such a cutie

(i also don’t know anything about how the gymnastics thing works .. so bear with me. it’s fictional anyway.)

not proofread at all lmao

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your anxiety was through the roof waiting to walk out with the rest of the teams lineup. there was at least 15 minutes before your team had to go and present themselves in front of over 12,000 people. not including the millions watching on TV. this was your first olympics and the pressure was starting to get to you.

you could never understand how your brother and gavi could do this and not let the pressure affect their performances.

it was crazy seeing yourself here as an 18 year old competing at the olympics, this had to be one of the biggest moments of your life so you couldn’t mess this up.

you sat trying to steady your breathing, placing your hand on your bouncing leg. all these doubtful thoughts just kept running through your mind- it was unhealthy considering you were going up soon. all the noise around you started to drown out as you tried to calm yourself down.. making it impossible to hear your teammate trying to grab your attention.

“y/n..” one of your teammates touched your shoulder, not wanting to scare you but you were so spaced out you didn’t hear her.

she was hesitant to say anything else but your phone was going absolutely crazy. “y/n!” and that finally shook you out.

you were slightly embarrassed and shocked. “i’m sorry, yes? what happened?” you say with a deep breath. she gave you a soft smile and shook her head.

“someone’s here to see you.” she nodded up towards the open door of the locker room and you look over to see two figures standing awkwardly in the door way. all your teammates just stood there looking at them as well out of shock.

you quickly realize that it’s pedri and gavi standing there, gavi with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. you cover your flushed face with your hands and you laugh out confused. It was a rule that visitors couldn’t come down to the locker room- especially not right before the event was starting so how they got here was completely beyond you.

you looked up at your teammate a look of puzzlement on your face as to ask ��how and why?’ she only shrugged and pulled you up out of your seat by both of your hand, her smile growing bigger— you knew she had something to do with it, she was one of your closest friends on the team and was always there for you.

“go, don’t let coach see you guys.”

you pulled her close to you whispering a desperate ‘thank you’ and she laughed you off.

you quickly excused yourself from the room grabbing your warm-up jacket practically sprinting out the room to meet your boyfriend and brother.

the way the both gasped out of shock when you nearly knocked both of them down while clinging onto them. you guys stayed hugging for a little before gavi pulled away.

“your squishing my flowers i just bought you.” gavi said and you pulled off of him smiling like crazy, and pedri was off to the side laughing.

“how did you guys even get back here?” you felt your nerves slip away seeing the people who give you the most comfort in front of you.

“your teammate led us back here, she’s nice.” pedri said his face turning a little red talking about your friend and you only nodded with a slight smirk you and gavi giving him a knowing look.

pedri looked down at his phone checking the time, “you have ten minutes before you start , you ready?” pedri said with an encouraging smile, and you could physically feel your heart drop. you did not want to hear that right now because you were in-fact not ready.

gavi gave him a side eye, he was wondering if he didn’t see the terrified look on your face.

you stayed quiet starting to pick at your finger nails, “dude, go find our seats.” gavi said to pedri scolding him a little and pushing his shoulder. pedri couldn’t understand what gavi was trying to do, and he didn’t want to.

“since when did you become the boss of me?” pedri said with an small attitude pushing gavi back, and you roll your eyes at the immaturity.

“guys..”

pedri waved gavi off and started to walk towards you with a small smile on his face, his arms out perfectly for you to walk into and you did. he swayed the both of you and rested his chin on the top of your head. for some reason this made tears spring your eyes.

“you will do amazing, don’t worry.” he kissed the top of your head letting you go.

gavi stood awkwardly watching you and your brother interact because he was waiting for his turn.

“let’s go pablito” pedri said after letting you go leaving you standing in the middle of the big hallway.

you and gavi both looked taken aback. “i can’t talk to her too?”

“no.” pedri responded almost instantly, he still wasn’t used to the relationship between you and gavi.

gavi gave him a look as to ‘come on bro’ and pedri rolled his eyes at him and he started to walk away. “remember you are amazing y/n! i love you!” he pointed at you and you giggled.

“thank you pedri” you make a heart with your hands and he walks out of the hallway to the stadium, now leaving you and gavi alone.

your heart starts to beat quickly when he puts the flowers down on the floor and walks up to you, starting to hold your breathe when he is directly in front of you.

“are you okay?” he ask and you let out a breathy laugh.

“do i not look okay?”

“no, you look like your about to cry and shit and the same time.” he tries to joke with you looking down at your shaking hands. he grabs both of them in his in attempts to get them from shaking and it did help.

now your chest was caving in heavier and it was getting harder to breathe, you don’t think you’ve ever felt worse anxiety than this before. gavi face was even more concerned than before. he always knew how to comfort you in smaller situations but this was a life changing experience so it would be harder to help you.

despite feeling like you couldn’t breathe you were able to get a few words out, “gavi what if i mess up out there?” and he just shook his head at you as if it was the most ridiculous thing he’s ever heard.

“no no don’t say that..”

the tears were back, “i mean- these girls are so much better than me, i can’t do this- i’m just going to embarrass myself” you say in between sniffles.

“y/n, no stop it.” gavi voice was stern but soft he hated when you talked down on yourself because you were so talented and he wish you could see that.

you stayed silent so he continued, grabbing your face in his hands wiping the tears that spilled out. “you wouldn’t be here right now if you weren’t good enough. you’ve worked so hard to get here- this is your moment to show everyone how amazing you are.”

you gave him a sad look, doubts still running through your head.

“and guess what? even if you don’t do well- and i already know you will, but at least you can say you made it this far. not everyone has that privilege, but you do.” gavi spoke from the bottom of his heart with a smile that made you almost fall to your knees. his smile could literally light up a whole room.

“me and your brother will always be your biggest supporters no matter what, like he said you are literally amazing and no one does it like you.”

you couldn’t believe you had a person like this in your life he was a gift sent from God himself. A small smile started to appear on your face and once he saw that his smile got even bigger too.

“thank you, i love you gavi.” you pull him into a hug resting your head in his chest and he rubbed your back. you guys hadn’t said ‘i love you’s’ before but to you this seemed perfect. if he was anywhere else in any other situation he would be jumping off the walls but he had to keep his composure.

“i love you too.”

after a while of hugging you looked up at the clock on the time that showed you only had 5 minutes until you went out- so you pulled back with a deep breathe pulling yourself together.

“your right. i’m just so nervous right now.”

“and you have every reason to be, but you are going to go out there and absolutely kill it. this is light work, no worries.” he joked.

“light work? your insane.” you both laughed and he pulled you back into another hug.

“no but im serious, you got this.”

you pulled him into a passionate kiss, you always loved kissing him it was like dream that you never wanted to wake up from. before it could get to heavy he pulled back knowing he had to let you go.

“okay you have to go baby, me and pedri will be watching..” gavi walked and grabbed his flowers from the ground and you let out a small sigh feeling content.

you watched him walk away with your hands wrapped around your body the smile never leaving your face.

✩

and of course you ended up doing great at everything winning gold in the all-around finals. gavi and pedri were probably happier than you were,being absolutely ecstatic. they had no doubts in their minds anyway that you were gonna do amazing.

afterwards they both came running and jumping to you, pedri literally picking you up and spinning you around to show how proud he was of you.

“no way my sister just won an olympic gold medal.. your absolutely insane!” pedri put you down letting gavi scoop you up next. all you could do was laugh and hug him back.

“see? i knew you would do it.” he whispered in your ear plastering kisses all of your face.

pedri just looked in disbelief, “absolutely disgusting.”

[signedeclipse]

Hii! I hope your matchups are still open! If so, I would like to request one. (By the way, if my English is a bit bad, it’s bcs its not my first language. So sorry!)

Im an INFP, cancer, bisexual woman. I’m 5’7 (i think lol, in meters I’m 1,69m), I have purple hair in a tomboyish sidetails hairstyle and I’m a bit chubby.

Usually I really try to talk to people when I first meet them, but it’s pretty hard for me because I tend to shut off in situations that I haven’t prepared myself for or where I’m not comfortable with. But when I like someone and want to be friends (or when I’m friends) with them, I’m really intense (ig I don’t know how to describe it), loud, and excited (which at times can be a bit much for people, so I tend to try and not do that a lot).

I’d like to say I’m a warm person, I love to tell stories to people and I love being around the people I love. But I really like to be on my own too, after a day with talking to people I adore to just close myself off and to do something on my own.

I like people who give the same energy that you give them back. I’m pretty sensitive with like how people give their energy back (bdkabdks idk if this makes sense) and so if someone that I just met doesn’t look happy if I’m talking to them or if they don’t really pay attention I will get really nervous and I would be scared to talk to them.

My hobbies are: Gaming, drawing and swimming. I’m super interested in animals and space, and I rlly love watching documentaries about those things ! I also really love supernatural things/shows (although I don’t believe in the supernatural)

My dislikes are: Running, sweating (it’s so gross and you get like icky from it and euehgghhhhh) people that smile to your face and then shit about you behind your back. I hate the last one the absolute most, like if you hate me then at least show it and don’t pretend to like me.

Well,, that’s all!! I hope you have an amazing day/night and thank you in advance <333

You got…Tanjiro!

Tanjiro is a very understanding and sensitive person to others feelings, so he always reciprocates your emotions or reactions so long as nothing is bothering him! He can't help but get excited over something you're talking about because the passion makes his heart beat faster!

He is very curious and wants to know about a lot of things he might not yet, which is why he loves it when you tell him about the cool animals he's never seen, or teach him things about the sky! He encourages you to take him stargazing and to tell him more, because he thinks the stars are very pretty and adores special times with you.

He works out a lot though, and tries to encourage you to join him for a jog! He will never force you, but still likes to see you try for a bit because it makes him feel like you really do try for him. But he will make sure to clean up and offer to clean you up too so you don't have to suffer through the sweat.

Sometimes when you tell a story, he will have one too, and so you end up in a cycle of storytelling all night long! In just a day you learn ten times what anyone else has about one another, which leads to you being very close and understanding of one another.

If you ever mention something new that you like, he'll try to make a date out of it! Do you like this food? Surprise, date at a restaurant that specialises in it! If no one nearby makes it? He'll try to do it himself!

I imagine you'd know a lot about legends and myths, which really interest Nezuko so she will come out to hear your stories! Despite what Tanjiro has seen, some of your Japanese horror stories freak him out badly...he might come up with an excuse to get something so he misses the scary parts!

Expect him to fawn over you, and to love when you fawn over him! Tanjiro will protect you, but also likes to bring you on all his missions whether you are in the corps or not. If not, he encourages you to join the kakushi!

Authors Note - I hope you like your matchup! Also, a lot of people dont realize but I'm Canadian so I always have to translate meters into feet LOL

[aures-fantasy-nook]

HP characters when their s/o's tired

DISCLAIMER: I do not support JK Rowling :)

also! accepting requests so please send them. drabble or headcanon requests prefered but if something perks my interest you might get more lmao- anyways this took so long, lmk if you want any other characters you want for this

Lightning Era:

Harry

honestly clueless

kid wasn't socialized at a young age

basically you either have to be asleep or tell him

lets say you fall asleep on him

freezes

harry.exe has stopped working

honestly tho he's probably vaguely confused

like he was just having a conversation with you

and now you're asleep??

heh??

next thing running through his mind is how cute you are

i mean he mainly sees you during like class and stuff

rarely does he see you as relaxed as you are asleep

he's kinda in love or something idk

looks to Hermione for help

she doesn't help him at all

eventually shakes you awake

makes you go to bed earlier than him tho

makes sure you get there safely

honestly thinks about the situation for the next week

at some point tells you that you can sleep on him whenever

#--#

Ron

another clueless boy

honestly no ones fault except for his

he’s just Ronald what else can I say

anyways

someone probably points it out that you're asleep

that someone is probably Hermione

kid doesn't even know what to do

like stares and kind of zones out

will wake you up

probably kind of makes fun of you

I mean kid comes from a big household of course he does

jokes about how late you stay up like he doesn't also stay up late

if you get pouty he'll melt and like escort you back to his dorm

i guess you're both skipping class

#--#

Hermione

the best one here

knows all of the signs of you getting tired

immediately suggests you go take a nap if possible

if you randomly get tired like midday?

she's checking in on you in between classes

will share notes with you if you're too tired to take them

only if she knows you got a good nights sleep the night before

or were up like her studying or working on essays

work is always an excuse for tiredness

will give you power snacks

if you're a coffee drinker-

will let you drink coffee later than usual only to stay awake

she usually cuts you off at lunch :(

overall she's supportive and here to help

unless you stayed up doing something dumb, you're on your own then :))

#--#

Draco

notices and literally does nothing /j

for real though he won't like make a big deal out of it or anything

if you guys are in class he'll notice but not

makes sure to make an extra copy of notes for you though

if its just like at the dining hall or like in the common room tho

he's nicer when you guys are more secluded

will like push your head on his shoulder or like tell you to sleep on him

might lightly scold you

but overall very sweet about everything

if its late he'll straight up just take you to his dorm to go to bed

like he changes and has some of your pj's in his room

pretty much cuddle town

he might read to you and play with your hair if he's not super tired

that's the real treat tbh

#--#

Fred

this mf

honestly mean about it

will 100% make fun of you

you cannot tell me that this boy wouldn't

he might be cute but he's an asshole

especially during classes

he will throw paper balls at you if he notices you dozing off

will not help you with academics at all

if you miss it you miss it ig

if you guys are in the common room he's nicer

will sneak you coffee out of the kitchens

doesn't really like to cuddle during the day

yk he has too many pranks to pull and plan

but he will let you like cuddle him while he plans with George

I feel like if its late though he'll not hesitate to sleep

like I feel like once he gets tired he's gone

so if your both tired be happy cause you're getting your way :)

#--#

George

he's nicer than his brother but not that nice

will still mock you but if he sees you getting tiredly upset??

its over- he's done teasing and he's hugging you

will be the type to drop everything and nap with you

if you're tired during classes?

he's carrying your books

making sure you're staying awake

at least enough to be able to do the homework later

he's honestly really sweet about stuff

will let you skip dinner to nap and then bring you food later

or maybe even sneak you into the kitchen later

also if you're a coffee addict

like myself

best boyfriend ever

will give you coffee and makes it perfectly every time

doesn't have the heart to cut you off at anytime

honestly though I love him a lot :)

#--#

Oliver

this little shit

omg

he really needs to not

he's one of those people who like never sleeps but is never tired

just because he's so busy

like mans is a good student

he's also committed his life to quidditch so

he doesn't get much sleep

will often make you stay up with him

and then gets confused as to why you're tired

literally does not have a single clue

he will get you coffee if you want it

he likes to do things for you so he babys you when you're tired

another one that carries your stuff for you

wont let you slack off though

you're doing all of your own work

but of course he'll help you, he just might give you shit for it

overall sweet but clueless

[lethargical-lily]

hello hello, i am here again to make a request, with the dormleader with a male reader who is the prince of their stories(like malleus with philip!reader and riddle with alice!reader) i just think it would be funny (and also bcs i haven't seen people do this so-)

TWST Dormleaders x Prince!Yuu

Dude this prompt has been stuck in my head I just haven't written it for whatever reason so I thank you for giving me an excuse to do so

🌹Riddle Rosehearts🌹

I love this dynamic omfg

Alice’s immediate response to seeing Riddle is to look up, speak nicely, stop twiddling his fingers, point out his toes, curtsy, opens his mouth a little wider and exclaims “YES YOUR MAJESTY!”

Riddle is spooked at first but then goes “At least SOMEONE knows the rules”

Alice is incredibly reckless due to intense curiosity

But everytime Riddle gets onto you, you look up at him and go “But my queen, it was oh so curious”

Hearing your mid-atlantic accent he can’t stay mad at you you’re just too sweet🥺

You’ve been through Wonderland once before so you at least know how to play their version of croquet and a couple of the rules

I feel like a couple of times Alice would purposely break the rules to get collared because he’s so interested in how it works

Alice is just a tad naive due to his curiosity in EVERYTHING so if Riddle and Alice are having tea time and a white rabbit passes by, Alice will chase it

Riddle only knows the story of the Queen of Hearts not Alice In Wonderland so this makes no sense to him

Imagine a very short person running after a rabbit in the fields with Riddle the Housewarden chasing them in his dorm uniform😭

I can’t stop thinking of Alice with puffy blue dresses with ribbon decor, so cute I love

Alice and Chenya are immediate BFFS

Alice keeps calling him “Cheshire Cat” which he doesn’t get but he’s happy to go along with it

That scene when the Cheshire cat is distracting Alice from the Queen during a game of croquet but with Male! Alice, Chenya, and Riddle

Riddle keeps hearing small giggles behind him but he doesn’t understand why

Alice introduces the Hearslaybul boys to the “Painting the roses red” song

It’s their anthem now

AND ALICE WOULD DEFINITELY SING GOLDEN AFTERNOON TO THE GARDEN FLOWERS YOU CANT CHANGE MY MIND

Alice is overall a very happy boy who drags Adeuce on adventures and gives his queen a heart attack but also kiss attacks

Heartslaybul has been a more joyous place with the arrival of Alice

🦁Leona Kingscholar🦁

Isn’t….. isn’t the prince…. cheka

He is

He is the prince

I don’t know how to write this unless I break some moral codes which I’m not feeling up to

I’m sorry :,)

🐙Azul Ashengrotto🐙

Dude

This is everything

He would fall in love with Azul when he hears his singing voice

But of course in proper Little Mermaid fashion, Eric doesn’t know who said voice belongs to

He goes around the school for days, asking if someone knows someone with “The voice of an angel🥺”

This dude is a hopeless romantic who definitely believes in love at first sight (or song ig)

I think Jade catches on pretty quickly to who he’s talking about

He doesn’t do anything for a while until he decides to tell Floyd, who on the contrary thinks it would be entertaining to very much do something about it

Cue a montage of them elaborately trying to get you to realize that the person you’re looking for is Azul but just narrowly missing

This includes the boat scene

Floyd actually did end up knocking the boat over bc he was bored

When Floyd’s enthusiasm dies he’s just like “Yo the person you were looking for is Azul”

Eric: Finally the love of my life has come to me🥺

Eric is very well versed in the ways of the sea considering he spent a lot of his life on it so he knows plenty about the sea life in Twisted Wonderland or is interested in learning

This means Azul would give him a water breathing potion so he can explore underwater

It takes a lot of convincing to get Azul to come with him since he’s still kind of insecure about his octopus form

But when Eric gives him the puppy dog eyes it’s game over

He’s gushing all over Azul telling him how beautiful and majestic he is

Azul almost inks

He actually does when Eric squeezes the life out of him due to excitement

He just loves his octo bf so much🥹

But he’s still a prince so he’ll spoil Azul with his princely manners

Will always pull out a chair for him, lead him in dancing, sword fight someone in his honor etc.

The tweels think it’s kind of pathetic how head over heels he is for Azul but Azul is just as enamored, just less showy about it

Discounts at the Monstro lounge is a given

There definitely was a time when Eric was knocked into the water and couldn’t get back up so Azul had to dive in to save him

Romance

🥳Kalim Al-Asim🥳

This is super cute but Aladdin has no idea how to deal

He’s dirt poor but he managed to land a partner that’s filthy rich

I mean it wouldn’t be the first time

But because of his upbringing that means that he’s become very perceptive of bad people

He probably warned Kalim before Jamil’s overblot, Kalim refused to believe him though because he was so convinced Jamil would never do anything to hurt him

He understood where he was coming from and wanted to say “Yeah you’re probably right” but he knew it wasn’t true

But he also knew Kalim wouldn’t listen to him so his hands were kind of tied

But blah blah blah Jamil’s overblot happened, Aladdin saved the day fluffy stuff

Kalim loves Abu he just wants to give him a little squeeze

Abu is slippery though so he just feeds him food

Abu likes him a bunch because of this

On days where Kalim wants to take Aladdin for a magic carpet ride he’s like “BRO I GOT ONE TOO””OMG TWINS”

There’s a lot of carpet races because of this

But on a night where Aladdin was feeling particularly romantic he serenaded him with “I can show you the world”

Kalim cried

The way that Kalim best shows affection is through material items since that’s something he knows he’s good at

He throws a lot of expensive jewelry and clothes at Aladdin

It’s not like Aladdin doesn’t appreciate it but he doesn’t need those things to be happy

All he needs is Kalim

When he tells him that, Kalim starts crying Part 2

Because of Aladdin’s tendency to swipe things he probably shouldn’t this kind of gets him into trouble a bunch

That is if anyone could catch him

Just like his pal Abu he’s a slippery fellow

Kalim finds it endearing

🦚Vil Schoenheit🦚

No hate to The Prince but he has the personality of a thumb

He’s only gotten two scenes in the movie and doesn’t even have an official name

So I’ll just call him Prince ig

But Vil and Prince are kind of the perfect couple ngl

Vil thinks of himself as a Queen and who better for a Queen than a soon to be King?

Prince simps for Vil so hard

Like I don’t know how to verbally express how much

He would die for Vil, he would kill for his Queen, every formal interaction he will get on one knee and kiss Vil’s hand, the power dynamic is kinda 🫣🥴

This just gives me “loyal puppy dog Prince x powerful ‘will kill you if you touch him’ Queen”

Of course Vil is like 😏

Prince treats him like the Queen he knows he is and Vil is obsessed with the never ending attention

He reciprocates through giving him his full attention whenever he can

Even something as small as a peck on the cheek means everything to Prince

His Queen😳

With someone as low as a Prince😳

This cannot be possible😳

But oh it is possible and Vil makes sure he knows that

He loves his loyal lover to the stars and back and he makes sure it’s known by always keeping a hand around his waist

It’s less out of protection than it is possessiveness

But it makes Prince SWOON

Any person who dares argue his Queen’s beauty or strength he will fight

He sees this as saving his Queen’s time

If they can’t take him they have no privilege to even try with Vil

this sounds like sebek omfg

Bridal carrying Vil🥹

🎮Idia Shroud🎮

CRUSTY DISCORD MOD X ANCIENT GREEK HIMBO MY BELOVED

There’s just so much potential here my guys

Even more so if I went by real Ancient Greece that shit was crazy

But this is Disney so I won’t

Hercules knows NOTHING about half the crap that goes on in Twisted Wonderland

“We must sacrifice the finest cattle in honor of the gods””Lol cool let’s play minecraft””What craft is yours?”

I don’t think Idia would have a lot of social anxiety around him after a bit

He’s very knew to everything in Twisted Wonderland, he doesn’t know how society or technology works, he doesn’t know how to dress, etc. so for someone like Idia to take him under his wing he looks up to him as if he was almost a god (only in twisted wonderland ofc he don’t disrespect the pantheon like that)

When Idia tells him of the story of Hades Hercules casually drops the “Oh yeah I know, he’s my uncle”

“….Bitch say sike rn”

Tbh the interactions between your two worlds is very interesting in of itself

I mean it’s obvious twisted wonderland doesn’t have “gods”. Worshipped one’s absolutely but not in the way Earth does

And considering Greek Mythology is a very real thing on Earth but the concept of Hades at least exists in twst means that Greek Mythology exists there too

But they didn’t have ancient Greece

This shit confusing I’ll just stop the existentialism right there

If he tells Idia about his world and origins that’s kind of an existential bend for Idia lol

Like he’s learning that most of the things his dorm has/are involved in was specifically named after an assortment of stories in his partner’s world?

Mind. Blown.

But also we can’t forget the fact that lil ol Idia is deadass dating a DEMIGOD

I don’t think that concept exists in twst but when he explains he like “OOOO BOY😳”

A very muscular man who came through his mirror from a different dimension not only is related to one of the Great Seven but is also the son to a being that is essentially the ruler of their universe????

AND HE CHOSE HIM[Idia]?????

Hercules would use him as a weight while exercising and Idia has his switch out playin Animal Crossing or something

Any time Frisbee is played near them he’s actively shielding Idia

He can’t risk anything after what happened to his (technically) brother Apollo

If you know, you know

🐉Malleus Draconia🐉

This one would be so funny

I’m positive Phillip knows who Maleficent is and her role in his “one true love”’s story

But imagine his surprise when he’s like “The princess is sweet but the dragon fae that’s similar to the person who tried to curse her is kinda😳👀”

He’s a hero who lived long enough to be with the villain

Being from the 14th century he knows just as much about modern things as Malleus does

Meaning Phillip is very suited towards his courting style

Phillip practicing fencing with Sebek or Silver is a must

Phillip desperately wants to see Malleus’ dragon form

It’s not anything he hasn’t seen before and he likes the idea of literally flying into battle with his bf

Phillip knows much about history and arts so Lilia and him get on swell

I think he can play many classical instruments, so he likes to serenade Malleus with a violin or piano

He would most definitely create a rendition of “Once Upon A Dream” for him too

Being a 14th century person who was thrusted to a different dimension in the future, I think he’s really into theatre

Phillip brings Malleus to many plays

Phillip hears from friends Adeuce when dorm leader meetings are held which he relays to Malleus to ensure he’s not left out of important manners

Ballroom dancing together🥺

[ashthemadwriter-archived]

I SAW THAT YOU WANT NIKOLAI REQUEST, can you please do mornings with him, please! <3 gn reader is okay and flufffff! Ty in advance!

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairings: Nikolai X Gn!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Humor

Format: Short Fic

Warnings: Cussing, Ig?, reader slapping their Kolya cuz they mistook him for a mosquito, Kolya being a tease as he usually is.

Word Count: 0.9K

A/n: Please I would kill to wake up next to this man-, not proofread btw

Got inspired from Veve's thoughts

The small rays of the sun got through the half pulled back curtains, and found their way to the now fully awake man, gently caressing his eyes. He had been awake for a while now, staring at the walls for some time to gain his consciousness and realize what was happening around him. He was used to getting up early even if he hadn't gotten a proper sleep the night before; But last night was definitely something else, since he got to spend it with you.

Oh, he almost forgot about you.

Nikolai took a glance at the small figure curled up next to him, deeply breathing as they were gripping the blanket, which was probably the reason why he felt that cold when he woke up.

You little brat, taking all the blanket to yourself.

Nikolai smirked as he started braiding his hair, thinking about a little revenge to take from his beloved s/o, who made him shiver out of coldness all night while wrapping the blanket around themselves very nicely. Then, he took the tip of his elegant braided hair, and started tickling your nose relentlessly. He knew what was coming along; you pouting at him, asking him to stop, and him, not listening to you, making up for the hard time he went through until you beg him to leave you alone in exchange of doing what he demands later. He wasn't really teasing you because of that, He didn't feel that cold without the blanket; but he had to find a reasonable excuse to annoy you with, right?

A small sulk appearing on your face made him smile widely. Everything was going according to the plan. Everything...

Slap!

"Ugh, Fucking mosquitos" you muttered under your breath, turning your back at your boyfriend who had his hand on his cheek, staring at you with widened eyes, trying to understand what just happened.

You...just slapped him...?

Well, he didn't see that one coming.

"Rise and shine, Dovey!" his loud shout next to your ear made you quake with fear, almost jumping of the bed as you open your eyes to look at him unbelievably.

"Wha...What?" "Time to get up, dove! Your man needs some attention" He gave you an innocent smile, making you want to wipe it off his face by kicking him in his pretty nuts; but unfortunately, you were in love with this jerk, so you compromised with ignoring him and going back to your precious sleep which was definitely unsatisfying to him.

"Dove! C'mon now! MOOORNING'S HEEEERE~ THE MORNING'S HEEEERE~ SUNSHINE IS HEEEEEERE~ MORNING IS HE-" "Oh my god shut up!" "Haha not a chance. SUUUUUUNSHIIIIII-" "Kolya stop it I'm tired!"

That sulk on your frustrated face as you pull the blanket on top of your head... Just, how could he hold himself back from teasing you? He's in love with the way you whine as your voice raises a bit, making look like a needy innocent girl, after all. Nothing is going to stop him from making a mess out of you, not even your cuteness that almost gives him a heart attack every time he witnesses that adorable pout on your face.

Nikolai grinned, slowly grabbing the corner of the blanket, only to flip it off the bed and dump himself onto you, smooching every inch of your sulky face.

"It's Mwah*- Morning Mwah*- You Mwah*- Have to Mwah*- Wake up Mwah Mwah Mwah*"

"Nikolai Gogol stop it I'm telling you- OUCHHHH DON'T BITE MY CHEEK YOU'RE CRAZY!" "Can't help it Dove, you're just too delicious for me to resist!"

You tried to push him off yourself, but barely made any progress because you're boyfriend was too strong and you were too small compared to him. It was actually one of the things that attracted you in the first place; but now you just wished he was skinny so you could kick his ass and use some fucking peace and quiet.

You were very tired. You barely got any sleep in the past three days due to your kick ass mission, and Nikolai's endless teasing was definitely not helping, so you had do something; using the only thing that might get him to back off a bit.

You suddenly leaned onto him, wrapping your arms around him as you hid your face in the crook of his neck, breathing steady on his soft pale skin. Nikolai was caught off guard, having you all over him, clinging to his side. Your body felt warmer than usual, and it kinda made him want to cage you in his arms, inhaling the coconut scented shampoo you shared in the bathtub last night. He suddenly stopped moving around so much and gave in to your touch, which was sudden but pleasant as always.

"Mhm Kolya... 'm really sleepy... Wanna sleep in with you..." You muttered quietly, placing a small kiss on his neck while resting your head on his shoulder. Nikolai didn't need to see your face to know that you were smiling, a big one, knowing this would be your final move.

He's hand slowly wrapped around your face, gently caressing your hair out of his face as he sighed and put a bland smile on his face.

"Fine... You stupid adorable girl. I guess I can make one exception for today since your extra adorable, hm? But remember; you have to repay me once you wake up from sleep. You better be ready for then"

[envy-of-the-apple]

Yandere!Kyotani Kentaro x reader

This has literally been in my drafts for two years yall. I just have to kick it out. 

(Warnings: Yandere, blood, implied violence, implied threatening, delusional rambling)

Study Session

In your second year of high school, you started a tutoring club.

It wasn’t big; you mainly helped a few first years figure their way through algebra II. But it was yours and you liked helping your underclassmen. Plus, the school finally agreed to make the hours you tutored count for volunteer service, so you had no issues for a good two years.

The trouble started when Iwaizumi finally managed to corner you during passing period.

“Look,” He sighed, resting a hand against a wall, “You’re the only hope we’ve got. At least consider it.”

You cautiously nodded, letting him continue. 

“Coach said he’d have to sit him out if he doesn’t get his act together. I know he’s an asshole but he’s a really quick learner. Just sit down with him for a couple of weeks- or just a week even. Just until finals are over, I promise.”

You slowly glanced down the hallway. The wing spiker leaned against the lockers, glaring down at anyone who looked his way. 

His eyes slid towards you, and you swore his gaze sharpened. 

Iwaizumi cleared his throat, “I know you’re really busy, but please,” 

You should have said no, denied it until your throat stung. You knew who that second-year was, you knew how dangerous he was. 

“....fine,” you muttered, “Just until finals.”

You tried to push away the feeling of nailing down your coffin. 

~

Iwaizumi was right about one thing, Kyotani was an extremely quick learner.

Functions, sequences, logarithms. No matter what you threw at him he seemed to pick it up in stride. You were beginning to wonder why he needed a tutor in the first place, not when he was so smart. 

He also wasn’t a bad kid. At least, not what you were expected. Though he looked and talked much like a delinquent, he wasn’t terrible to work with. Sure, he was grumpier in the mornings and you gave up on the thought of him treating you like an upperclassman. 

However, while he wasn’t polite, he didn’t lash out when you corrected his math as you’d assumed. He was blunt about his methods, not quite readily asking for criticism but never pushing it away when offered. 

It was startling to admit, but he was one of your star students. 

“I think that’s all the time we have for today,” You glanced at the clock, “Do you think you could work on the assignment yourself, now?” 

Kyotani nodded, quietly packing his belongings. Used to his silence, you moved along. 

“Great, I’d honestly try to stay and help but one of my classmates just requested if I could help him with something.” 

You didn’t expect that part to catch his interest. 

“The tall guy with the skinny arms?” 

You gave a laugh, “Yeah, Houno. You know him?” 

Kyotani stares at you a little longer than you’re comfortable with. 

“No,” He finally says, returning to his bag, “I don’t. ‘Just seen him around.” 

You don’t miss a beat, “Well, it’s pretty big school, I’m not surprised.” 

You tell your goodbyes, rushing to the bus-stop. Houno said he wanted to meet at a cafe, right by the school. A bit further than you’d liked, but you still relented. 

You choose a quiet booth, getting out your supplies. A small alert goes off on your phone. 

Hey, I’m gonna be a little late. Mind giving me five minutes?

You shoot Houno a thumbs up and order a tasty looking drink you’d been meaning to try for a while. 

Then you wait. 

Five minutes stretch to ten. 

Ten minutes stretch to fifteen. 

At around thirty minutes, you’re looking through the flurry of texts you’d already sent him. 

Uhhhh you still coming? 

Need more time?

Did something come up?

He hasn’t even seen them yet. You should be frustrated that he made you wait here and then ghosted your study session, but you’re just tired. 

I’m going home, later ig

~

You were too oblivious. 

Could you really not see it? The way that bastard would look at you in the halls? The way he always tried to touch you? That flimsy excuse for a date? 

You couldn’t. No, you didn’t even think of it as a possibility. 

You were lucky that Kentaro did. 

He’s always looking out for you, watching over you. It was a miracle you’d even made it to your third year without him around. He can’t even fathom how many close calls you’ve had with creeps. 

But don’t worry, he’s there to protect you now. 

His phone rings. Bloody fingers reach into his pocket. 

“Kyotani? You there?” He hears your voice say. 

His closes his eyes, “Yeah, I’m here. What’s up?” 

You laugh. It’s nervous, a little unsure. His heart flutters at your sudden sheepishness. 

“Yeah! Well, I was just wondering if you’re free right now? I noticed you still weren’t too sure about those problems. If you want, you could meet me at my house and we could go over them?”

Your house. It’s not anything formal, like the stuffy library or the shitty cafeteria lunch tables. It’s your house. Intimate. Personal. 

Alone. 

He’s glancing at the twitching body on the ground. For a moment he wonders if he went a little too far. Was this what Oikawa was talking about? His lack of control? His lust to always do things to the fullest? 

“Kyotani?”

Houno would be fine. It’s worse than it looks. Tomorrow he’d be back at school, A broken arm slung in a cast, and he’d never look at you again. 

Exactly what he’d been ordered to do. 

“Sure. Sounds great.” 

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Overstep

Anthony Bridgerton x Fem!Reader. Courting, light harassment ig???, some period-typical misogyny, protectiveness. This is lowkey ooc since he’s not quite this woke in the series (at least where I am in it) but whatever

word count: 1.3k

You stand in the ballroom of the party, off to the side, beside the table of food as you watch others dance. Your primary suitor and the man you plan to marry, Anthony, had stepped away to tend to his sisters, apologetically leaving you to wait for a few moments until he returned to join you in another dance.

As you tarry by the refreshments, idly nibbling on a biscuit and sipping at a glass of chardonnay, a man you don’t recognize approaches you. He’s tall, on the older side, and has some weight on him to accompany the years. You offer him a polite, albeit forced, smile as he comes to stand beside you.

“Greetings, Miss L/n.” The man says regally, his tone one that would make you roll your eyes should you not possess so much self control. You keep your expression masked in courtesy.

“Good evening, good sir. My apologies- I do not believe we’ve been formally introduced. If I’m mistaken, my sincerest apologies, as your name escapes me.”

“Ah, you are not mistaken. I admit, I have only observed you from afar until this very moment.” He says the words as if they’re commonplace, but the meaning behind them makes your blood run cold. “My name is William Davis.” He holds out his hand to you. The way he looks when he smiles with his teeth makes your stomach churn, but you force yourself to give him your hand. You shiver when he bends and kisses it, his lips feeling dirty against your skin despite the fact that countless men have carried out the act before.

“Pleasure to meet you, Mister Davis.” You’re impressed by how even you manage to keep your voice.

“Oh, Miss, the pleasure is all mine.” He responds with that sickening smile. Your heart beats rapidly in your chest. “I have been eagerly awaiting the day I would finally get to make your acquaintance.”

“And why is that?” You ask as you know you’re expected to, despite the fear that courses through you at the prospect of the man’s answer.

“Well, it is my understanding that-“

“Good evening!” A voice you immediately recognize to be Anthony’s interjects as the man comes up to stand beside you, close enough that his arm brushes against yours. You feel yourself instantly relax with his presence. Mister Davis, however, seems rather perturbed by his sudden appearance.

“Good evening, Mister Bridgerton.” The man all but grumbles. Anthony turns to speak to you, and you find great comfort in the mere view of his deep brown eyes on you.

“I apologize for my prolonged absence, Y/n, my sisters required more assistance than I had been expecting.” You’re only able to offer the man a forgiving smile before he continues. “However, it appears you were in good company.” He looks back at Mister Davis now, and despite the civility of his words his terse tone and cutting gaze communicate his distaste towards the man’s amity.

“She certainly was.” Mister Davis responds, voice equally clipped. “In fact, I was just about to ask her if I might have the next dance.”

Your heart rate increases once more at the request, your mind racing as it struggles to conjure excuses, all of which you come up with you know have no merit whatsoever.

“I’m afraid not.” Anthony says simply, pulling you out of your frenzied thoughts. How easy it is for a man to say no. Despite the unfairness of it, you’re able to let out a breath of relief at his rejection on your behalf. Mr. Davis looks taken aback.

“And why is that?” He questions with indignation.

“She has business with me.”

“I don’t believe you understand, Mister Bridgerton, that you have not courted the lady yet. You have no claim to her.” Mister Davis snaps, fury burning in his irises, making his eyes appear wild. You shift further into Anthony’s side, craving the stability of his presence.

“I don’t believe I asked what you believe, Mister Davis.” Anthony retorts, voice even but carrying a dangerous edge. “It would do you well to leave Miss L/n be. Unless, of course, you wish to have ill will with a Bridgerton.”

“You haven’t the right-“

“Tell me, who should fare better should problems over this arise? You, Mister Davis, or I?” Anthony’s voice has lowered substantially as he less than subtly threatens the man with the weight of the Bridgerton family’s status to back him. Mister Davis looks almost afraid along with his irateness, and you relish in the image of it.

“Very well, Mister Bridgerton.” Mister Davis grits out after a moment. He offers you both a curt bow. “Good evening to you both.” With that he turns and walks away, and you watch his retreating form until it is lost in the crowd of the party. Anthony’s hand finds the small of your back.

“Come along, Y/n, let us depart. The party will be coming to a close in a short time.” He murmurs, leading you out of the ballroom. You’re a bit surprised by his haste to leave, but you do not think to question it, as you’re more than pleased to get out of the crowded ballroom and into the fresh air of the spring evening.

“What did he say to you?” Anthony asks in a terse murmur as he leads your descent down the stairs at the entrance of the estate. Your brows furrow at the man’s apparent agitation.

“Nothing of real concern, I assure you. He truly overstepped not.”

“Did he bring you discomfort?” Anthony urges, deep brown eyes searching yours as you turn to meet his visage. You pause at that, as while in your mind the man did nothing wrong- nothing he’d said was outright scandalous or inappropriate- something about your interaction with him had made your skin crawl. And part of the reason behind it had been his obvious attempts to court you.

“Well- of course, Anthony. I had no interest in his advances. I only have intentions of courting you.” You murmur in response, gazing up at Anthony with slight unsurety. Still, you think, the man did nothing inherently wrong. Anthony’s gaze turns gentler, more sympathetic, though a fury that isn’t directed towards you still lingers behind his eyes.

“Then overstep he certainly did, my dear.” Anthony dictates, though the reasoning behind his words is still unclear to you. A shiver passes through you as a cool evening breeze blows by, and Anthony is immediately shrugging off his tailored jacket.

“But how so, Anthony?” You ask as the man lays his outer layer over your shoulders, the heavy material of the large garment engulfing your form and instantly providing you warmth. “It’s not as if he tarnished my reputation, or tainted my purity. He simply made me a touch uncomfortable. His actions were far from unsanctioned.”

“I care not of what is or is not sanctioned, Y/n.” Anthony replies as if it’s obvious, still fixing you with that sympathetic look. “I care only of you. And I will not stand to have you face discomfort of any kind.”

You stare into his eyes as you process his words, his gaze kind yet resolute. You realize then how devoted Anthony is, how he’s determined to protect you and keep you safe. A smile breaks out on your face after a moment, and as Anthony takes in your expression, his face mirrors yours.

“What?” He asks, his new smile lightening his tone. “What is it?”

“I’ve just realized something, is all.” You murmur, the sight of his charming grin bringing butterflies to life in your stomach.

“And what is it that you’ve realized?”

“How unequivocally lucky I am to be courting you.”

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Tetsurou Kuroo || Kiss Kiss, Fall in Love 🍃

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If ever two were one, then surely we. –To My Dear and Loving Husband || A. Bradstreet

🍃 A love story as told through kisses…

↠ Requested By: Nobody, I just had an ~i d e a~, Mr. Krabs ↠ Reader Gender: Neutral ↠ Content Type: SFW quip-y floof with a dash of angst for flavor lol ((but my blog’s 18+; if minors want to consume my sfw stuff while still respecting my wishes of them staying out of this space, they can head over to my AO3)) ↠ Chronology: Pre and post time skip. ↠ CWs/TWs: As I’ve said before, Tetsuro Kuroo is his own warning tbh lmao. But he cute so we’ll let it slide. Aside from that, that dash of angst that I mentioned before comes in the form of allusions to pre-time skip Kuroo’s rocky home life. I don’t go super into detail, but it does get touched on in the second and third sections; there’ll be a more in depth note before said sections. Also the general stresses that come with being a third year are touched on in the second section. ↠ Betas? Nah, we good. ((we are indeed, not ‘good’, but I’m too lazy/weird to actually work with a beta lol)) ↠ Total WC: 6k~

Inspired in part by my girl Zaira (@screamin-abt-haikyuu)’s post and my corresponding review. It’s a v. cute, fun read (tho it does start off with some angst, but it gets cleared up in short order, promise!!)—I highly recommend both her and her work, tho y’all probably know that already lol. It was definitely the kick I needed to get this installment started…

So once again I may have gotten a bit carried away with the First Kiss section—and by ‘may have’ I mean I definitely did, but it’s not my fault! With this being my first time writing for our dear chemistry rooster I’m still gathering my thoughts/HCs about him and how a relationship with him would function so things are naturally a bit more wordy. Plus I’ve found that I really like writing banter with him because you just know he’d match you word for witty, quip-y word and I love that type of energy.

But anyways!

Actually there isn’t really an ‘anyways’ this time around, so uhh, have at it ig lol…

First Kiss 🍃 Partners, in Crime and Otherwise || WC: 3.2k~

CW/TW for one very brief mention of Reader’s questionable sleeping/eating habits—as in they forget to eat, esp. when stressed, and sleep in regular intervals in v. much a foreign concept to them ((me, projecting? it’s about as likely as you think lol)).

“Hey, ____, can I uh, can I talk to you for a minute, babe?”

Ignoring the butterflies that immediately set themselves to fluttering in your tummy at the casual use of the petname, you give Kuroo a smile and a nod before excusing yourself from the group. Several of your friends give you knowing, overly amused looks that you also chose to ignore, opting instead to take the hand that’s offered to you.

As Tetsurou leads you away to somewhere more private, you focus on keeping your steps measured as the last thing you want is to trip over your own feet in front of your overly teasing best friend turned crush. You just know that he’d end up making a quip—“Can’t stop yourself for falling for me, eh?” or something else equally cheesy—that’ll send your heart and mind both into overdrive even as the former shatters just that little bit more.

You wish he meant all of the sweet little things he says to you, that his flirtation could be something more than banter, but you know that’s not in the cards for you. You’ve never been one for the whole ‘friendzone’ thing, as people are not vending machines that you put friendship coins into until a romantic relationship falls out, but at the same time you cannot help but to feel like a citizen all the same. And that’s just fine! Really. It’s not as if Kuroo owes you anything, least of all his affections, but…

Well that doesn’t stop you from craving them. And honestly how can you not, when he’s so damn amazing?

For all his teasing he’s so very kind, looking out for the whole of his team and all of his friends with a level of attention that would leave so many others burnt out. But for Kuroo it isn’t a burdensome task, or at least not one that’s too great for his broad shoulders to bear; it’s just a part of the way he’s built. And when it comes to you specifically he’s always so gentle, even when he’s getting after you in one way or another. He knows you better than you know yourself some days, and he’s always there to fill in the spaces where you’re lacking. He’s sensitive to your every mood and very much in tune with you as a whole, so much so that it almost gives you hope–

But no. There’s no point in chasing a sun that has already set.

If Kuroo wanted to be with you he would’ve made a move by now, surely. In all the time you’ve known him he’s never once shown any real interest in you in that way, not even when various classmates had come to confess to you—in fact he encouraged you to say yes on several occasions! That is decidedly not the behavior of a guy who’s harboring feelings for you. But despite all this you still want to believe that there’s something more there so badly, and Kuroo with all of his (somewhat questionable) charms doesn’t help matters.

The sweet little names he’s always calling you are the worst perpetrators and perpetrators of your foolish hopes. Babe, baby, honey, sweetheart, my little quark (that one’s admittedly a lot-a-bit nerdy, but it leaves your cheeks burning just the same, and is honestly among your favorites)—the list goes on and on and on. You know you should tell him to lay off, but there’s a part of you (that greedy, selfish, mildly masochistic part that’s all too willing to latch on to even the smallest scraps of affection) that cannot do without it. And so you allow him to unwittingly cut into your chest with every word, to peel back the layers of skin and muscle and bone with each new display of care to toy with your heart.

But it won’t do you any good to focus on any of that, ever, really, but especially right now when he’s clearly got something important to tell you.

When you finally stop walking you find that you’re on the very edges of the school’s grounds. The pair of you often come up here when you want to get away from the rest of your friends and just breathe a bit. Lately it’s become a weekly occurrence, with every Wednesday seeing you both making your way to this towering tree to share lunch.

“The third year slump is real,” he had told you with a tired laugh from where he rested his head in your lap, his feline eyes reduced to mere slits thanks to the way your fingers moved against his scalp. “Honestly, I don’t think I’d be able to make it through the week, never mind the whole of the school year if I didn’t get to recharge with you like this, so… Let’s make it a thing, yeah?”

And of course your silly, lovesick self was quick to agree.

That had been nearly two months ago now, but the memory plays with stunning clarity in your mind’s eye. In the now, Tetsurou gives your hand a little tug as he urges you to sit beside him. Gentleman that he is, he’s already spread out his jacket to give you a cleaner option for seating—“But of course my lap is always open to you, cutie.”

Your response comes in the form of an eye roll as you gracelessly flop down next to him. “So you wanted to talk, nerd?”

“You’d better be glad I know love you me or else that shit would hurt.”

You can feel your face heat a bit at his words, and you find yourself willing him to go on with a groan of his name.

“My little tsun-tsun,” he laughs as he pokes at one of your cheeks, though the sound is a bit strained. “That’s um, actually why I wanted to talk to you though.

“Okay, so,” he starts after a deep breath. “I… Man, this is harder than I thought– Heh, um. You, erm, you like me, right?”

You blink dumbly at that. “What? Of course I do, we’re best friends–”

“We’re more than that, ____, and you know it.”

“…I do?”

“Well I would hope so—we’ve been dating for almost two months now… Haven’t we?”

His voice loses a bit of its annoyance and all of its surety as he takes in the thorough confusion and extreme shock that are both fighting for dominance in your expression. He stares at you for a long moment and for the first time you find yourself able to hold the hazel of his gaze without any problems, too stunned to drop your eyes as you normally would. Kuroo’s own eyes twitch, followed soon after by the pouting of his mouth and a crinkle of his nose (It’s so cute, why is he so cute??), before the whole of his handsome face contorts itself into a grimace as he allows his head to fall back against the tree’s trunk with a heavy sigh.

“Shit. I cannot believe Kenma was right.”

“…About?”

“This, us—you not knowing…”

“That we’re supposedly dating.”

“Yup.”

He lolls his head towards you then with an unreadable expression. Those sharp, all-seeing eyes rake over your face, clearly searching for something, before he turns back towards the horizon. You try to will him to look at you again with your own probing stare, but he refuses the bait and now it’s your turn to sigh out your frustrations.

“I, uh, yeaaah… Gotta be real with you, Tetsu, I’m pretty much lost here,” you tell him. “When did this even happen? We’ve never been on a date as far as I know—hell, you haven’t even asked me out–”

Apparently that’s enough to finally get him to look at you again.

His indignant sputtering of “I– Wha? Yes I did!” leaves you rolling your eyes as you give back an equally impassioned “When?!”

“Damn near two months ago to the day!” He sits up straight now, leaning towards you in his excitement and damn near looming over you as a result. Were he anyone but who he is to you you’d probably be intimidated by the action, but as it stands you just cock a brow at him as you wait for him to explain himself.

“Remember when we had that really special lunch, and-and I confessed—or at least I thought I did—and you agreed! Did you really not know? Was I not clear enough?”

You try to remember the day in question only to find that it’s the very one you’d been thinking about just minutes before. You quickly run through the whole of your interactions—a thing that’s far too easy to do given how your brain apparently sees fit to catalog and preserve damn near every second that you spend with this boy—in an attempt to figure out when exactly he confessed, though nothing there screams ‘I like you, please be mine’.

In fact the only thing that really stands out is– Wait.

“Keep being my partner in crime?” “Yeah, Tetsu, of course—always.”

“That was you confessing?”

“Well, yeah…”

His voice has gone sheepish in a way that you’re not used to hearing from him—in fact the whole of his countenance is shot through with nerves, and were you not so caught up in your own incredulity you would’ve thoroughly enjoyed not being the one on their back foot for once. But as it stands you just drop your head down into your palms with a groaned out laugh.

“So all those study dates–?”

“Actual dates, yeah. I wanted to take you out to do something a bit more romantic, but with midterms coming up and things with our clubs piling on—well, I couldn’t let our grades suffer, yanno?”

You nod a bit at that. Putting grades before fun is very much a Tetsurou Kuroo thing. “And Wednesdays–”

“Our standing lunch dates.”

“Guess this also explains why you’ve gotten even more annoying about my sleep schedule and eating habits.”

“Well I gotta make sure my baby stays healthy! You’re always forgetting to eat, and it only gets worse when you’re stressed,” he reminds you. “And honestly even if we weren’t a thing, your hydration levels and sleeping habits are still atrocious.”

Well, he’s got you there.

“And the flirting?”

“That’s always been real, from the very start,” he admits. “I’ve kinda had a thing for you from day one.”

His words are equal parts validating and exciting, and the heady mixture leaves you spinning, just a bit, as you mutter out a quiet, “I, um, same.”

His lips pull off into that smirk that you love to hate as he teasingly nudges your arm. “Figured as much. I mean, it’s not like you’re out here making bentos and fetching forgotten water bottles and cheering yourself into laryngitis for just anybody.”

Way to make me sound like a Stage 3 Simp. (Not that you’re not, mind, but still.) Aloud, “That was one time, and it wasn’t my fault—that match was intense!” you grumble with a laugh. “But no, no I’m not. Just like you’re not out here taking extra notes and incessantly flirting and making dates that aren’t dates with just anybody.”

“No,” he parrots with a grin, “no I am not.”

The pair of you fall silent for a beat before the ridiculousness of the situation hits you in full. You cling to one another helplessly as you laugh—long, loud, and hard—before settling into your shared embrace. It should feel a bit odd, you think, being cuddled up with him like this. Despite how close the pair of you are, Tetsurou’s always been very respectful about the way he touches you. Was what you had assumed to be his way of keeping things platonic actually his not wanting to potentially give away his secret before he was ready to?

Yeah, probably, you silently decide when he presses you in more closely to his side with a contented sigh.

“I kinda feel like I should apologize,” you tell him once you’ve settle more fully into his embrace.

He stirs a bit at that, golden eyes finding yours as he lets out a confused hum. “Why?”

“Because I must’ve seemed like the world’s worst partner,” you reply, laughing a bit.

“Ah. Yeah, well…” He shrugs before leaning his head against yours. “I honestly thought that you were maybe regretting saying yes. You didn’t really act any differently—not that I was expecting a huge change considering how close we already are, but… I dunno, you just didn’t seem interested in getting to know me on that level. And you never initiated anything, uh, physical. Not that I was expecting anything like, yanno, that!” he quickly amends. “It’s just, I thought you’d at least want to hold my hand or something, but… It had me wondering if maybe I just didn’t do it for you, you know… looks-wise.”

You have to choke out a laugh at that. Tetsurou Kuroo is unfairly handsome and he damn well knows it, has even used it to his advantage on occasion—the time that he charmed a free scone out of that barista when he was too broke to actually buy himself one comes to mind, and that’s saying nothing of the fact that he’s never paid a late fee at the library, despite the fact that he never turns his books in on time—so to see him doubt this is absolutely unreal, and not in a good way. Not liking the feelings fueling the unsure quality of his voice, or the way it all makes your heart seize, you steel yourself to say something you know you probably—no, definitely—will get teased for later (and by ‘later’ you mean less than a minute after you say it).

“I’m only gonna say this once if for no other reason than I don’t need your ego getting any bigger than it already is, but… You are very much so my type, looks and all, so yeah. That’s uh, that’s out there now, so no doubts, okay?”

The same intense flush that you can feel heating the whole of your face spreads across the planes of his own to stain his cheeks with rosedust as you speak, but this sweet display doesn’t last for long, unsurprisingly. The shy smile that he’d been giving you at first slowly sharpens until it’s a full on shit-eating grin.

“‘Very much so your type’, huh? Prove it then.”

Oh no. You know that tone. He’s about to say something that’s gonna leave you wanting to dome him while somehow simultaneously dissolving into the ether.

You don’t want to ask, probably shouldn’t for the sake of your sanity, but—“…How?”

“Kiss me.”

Yup, there it is.

His expression’s so fucking smug that you don’t want to give in on principle, but goddamn if he doesn’t wear the look well…

As you continue to weigh the pros against the cons of conceding, Tetsurou’s confidence begins to falter again, with his smirk drooping as he rubs nervously at the back of his neck. “Hey, look, if you don’t want to, that’s cool! I was mostly joking anyways, like at least ninety-seven percent jo–”

You cut off the rest of the sentence with a press of your lips to his cheek. “No doubts, remember?” you gently chide as you urge him to turn his head towards you fully.

“No doubts,” he repeats, nodding a bit dumbly as if he hadn’t actually expected you to act. He smiles then, soft and sweet, as he leans in closer. His nose brushes alongside yours once, twice, and then he’s finally kissing you properly.

That first press of his lips is a tentative thing, so much so that it would almost seem teasing if it wasn’t so obvious that he was nervous. But nerves soon turn into excitement, desperation, action. You know for a fact that you’re not the first person that Tetsurou’s ever kissed, and it shows in this moment. His hands cradle you expertly, guiding your head and the rest of your body as needed until you’re kissing one another as if you were created for no other purpose.

Once you’re finally forced to part you find that he’s maneuvered you onto his lap and isn’t at all keen on letting you go—not that you really want to move, of course, though the positioning does leave you ducking your head down a bit in embarrassment. And with your boyfriend (of two months now, apparently) being who he is, he cannot help but to pick with you a bit.

“Tetsu, baby, stoooop,” you half laugh, half groan somewhere in the middle of one of his quips.

His grin is sharp and directly at odds with the way his eyes soften into something gooey and sweet as he looks you over. “Oh, so I’m your ‘baby’ now, huh?”

“Tetsurou…”

“What? I’m not mad at it at all, it’s just… nice. I, uhh, like it, yanno? Makes all of this feel real, like you’re just as into me as I am you.”

“Tetsu, I–”

“No, it’s fine,” he tells you with a shake of his head. “Well it’s not fine fine, but it’s fine.”

“I’m so glad you cleared that up,” you reply with a snort of laughter. “But seriously though—I am sorry. Had I known we were actually dating things would’ve been different, I would’ve been different.”

“Well you’re definitely good enough to me on the platonic side of things that I wasn’t completely left wanting, but I guess relationships make me greedy. I wanted all of that and this. To be honest, I…” He pauses then, uncharacteristically shy as his fingers trail down the lengths of your arms to tangle with your own before continuing on. “I want everything with you, ____.”

The admission leaves your cheeks burning, but you don’t dare look away—not now, not when he’s being so vulnerable with you and impossibly sweet. Your quiet reply of “Same” leaves you both smiling, albeit in two totally different ways.

His replying grin is heart stopping, truly, striking that balance between cute and cocky as effortlessly as ever. You cannot help but to be drawn in by it, your lips grazing over his as you say something about making up for lost time.

“Mmm, yeah, definitely, buuuut–! Looks like classes are about to start up again.”

You chance a glance over your shoulder where your fellow students are indeed preparing to head back inside and the sight leaves you sighing. “We could just ditch you know–”

“____!”

“Don’t say my name like that,” you laugh, “you sound like some old, pearl-clutching auntie!”

“Rude. I do not–”

“Oh you totally do! What happened to being partners in crime, huh?”

Your digging tease leaves him huffing out a laugh. “Conning a barista out of various pastries is one thing, but skipping class is another beast entirely. That shit can really impact your future.”

“And petty crimes won’t?”

“Not if you don’t get caught.”

“The same could be said for ditching.”

“Yeah, but–”

The pair of you continue on this way as you head back towards the main building, hand-in-hand—an old, familiar act made all the more precious by what you now know.

Volleyball Kiss 🍃 No Doubts (Remember) || WC: 1.1k~

One last CW for talk of the strains and pressures of Kuroo’s home life. Again, I don’t go super into detail, but I do make it clear that all of that as well as the general stressors that come with being the team’s captain as well as a third year (fuck those scholarship/college entry essays, amirite?) are getting to him. But luckily for him, he’s got his lovely little partner to help pull him out of his head.

“Can’t sleep?”

The question shocks Tetsurou if for no other reason than he was sure that everyone else had already fallen asleep, desperate to catch up on the rest that nerves had robbed them of the night prior. It may only be a half hour from their school to the stadium, but every bit of energy that they can acquire, no matter how seemingly minuscule, really will count down the line. The chorus of light snores are cut through by the occasional cough or dull th-thunk-ing of the bus rattling over something in the road; an odd lullaby to be sure, but one that three years’ worth of away games have taught him to appreciate.

Under normal circumstance the familiar refrain would’ve seen him drifting off along with everyone else, but his mind refuses to turn off this morning. His thoughts have been rapidly oscillating between various plays, the breakdown of rival teams’ structures, the welfare of his own teammates, and eventualities that he has no real way of evaluating or controlling. It’s an endless, near vicious loop that he’s yet to find a means of escaping in (relatively) quiet moments such as these, and so he’s resigned himself to suffer until an adequate distraction presents itself.

In truth he’s been mentally running himself ragged for the past week, with his anxieties reaching a resounding crescendo the moment he stepped onto the school grounds just a little while ago. If it were just the tournament he could probably deal, but it’s not just the tournament. It’s the tournament and the half dozen-plus entry essays that are sitting on his hard drive in various states of completion and the school year that he needs to survive with his GPA intact for those things to even have use and his mother who’s already exhibiting symptoms of empty nest syndrome despite the fact that he’s still here and Hitomi visits at least once a week (never mind that neither of them has actually lived with her in over a decade).

Dozens upon dozens of responsibilities and obligations of varying import have finally complied enough to reach critical mass, and the resulting internal meltdown is a thing that he’s been determined to weather alone.

Because Tetsurou Kuroo does not share his burdens, he bears them—resolutely and without complaint.

This is why he’d been all smiles and encouraging words and back slaps and everything else his teammates expected of him when he arrived this morning. He could do no less, be no less, not when they looked to him for stability. He’s sure that Kenma, Yaku, and Kai had seen right through his façade—never mind your knowing frown—but you all had been wise (not to mention kind) enough to keep your observations behind your teeth. After all, it wouldn’t do for the others to find out their seemingly unflappable captain’s just as capable of harboring doubts as the rest of them.

His kohai setter might be the brains, but Kuroo’s role runs deeper in some ways. He’s in the team’s very cells, the nucleus that gives direction, brings structure. To allow his misgivings to visibly manifest themselves would be extremely selfish, in his opinion, especially when he knows the worst of them will fall away once he’s on the court.

And so he sits here in the still and silent of a too early hour on a dreary January morning, nursing his thoughts with eyes pinched shut and mouth set in a hard line. Sleep is not a thing he’ll be entertaining anytime soon, but that doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t be.

“I can hear you thinking,” you say, answering the question of why you too are awake before he’s forced to ask. “I would ask you what is it that’s got you so wound up, but that’d be kinda silly, huh?”

He pushes out a huff of air through his nose at that, as much of a laugh as he can muster at the moment. When you squeeze at the hand that has been firmly in yours since you’d both settled in, he knows that it’s a silent call for him to unburden himself, and yet he hesitates. It’s not that he doesn’t want to confide in you—well, okay, that’s a lie. He’s never been one to share his fears easily, never wanted to risk making himself a nuisance to those closest to him (to risk having yet another person he cares deeply about leave him behind because his needs extended beyond the extent of their capacity to care).

But if knowing you—loving you and being loved in turn—has taught him anything is that when someone truly cares for you they’ll be there, however and wherever you need them, for as long as you need them. So long as he’s brave enough to make the jump he knows you’ll be there to catch him on the way down.

Still, he doesn’t open his eyes, not yet, settling instead for a shrug that he’s sure you feel more than see as he’s careful not to displace you from where you’re leaning heavily into his side. Though the reply is hardly one at all, you’ve long since learned to speak Tetsurou Kuroo fluently.

“Worried?”

“Mm.” (Though it pains me to admit it, yes, yes I am.)

Your thumb follows the length of his own in slow, steady strokes as you tell him, “Don’t be.”

“Hmm…” (Easy for you to say, sweetheart. You’re not the one that’s gotta get out there and preform.)

“You guys have been training hard, yeah? Have done everything you can to prepare?”

“Mhm.” (You know we did, you were there.)

“Then there’s nothing else for it. Trust in your team, trust in your training, trust in yourself. You got this, babe.”

The feeling of your shifting is the thing that finally sees his eyes opening. Overcast skies have turned the whole of the horizon into a uniform sheet of white-grey and he finds himself blinking hard against the muted brightness. When his inner lenses finally decide to play nice and focus you’re smiling that perfect little smile of yours—the one that you save just for him, and grace him with liberally. He mirrors the sentiment, slow and easy, as he allows his forehead to come down to rest against yours.

“Remember—no doubts.”

Those words have been a mainstay in your relationship since you’d uttered them all those months ago, and the callback works as well as it ever does. His smile softens down into something sweet, private—an expression saved solely for you, one that he knows you think is just as perfect as the one you’re giving him—before falling away under a chaste press of lips.

“No doubts,” he echoes, voice decisive and heart steadier than it has been in a long while.

One Hundredth Kiss 🍃 Questionable Decisions that Bear Repeating || WC: 900~

CW for one use of ‘kitten’ as an endearment (Reader receiving). Also more mentions of Kuroo’s jacked up home life. His parents’ divorce (and the resulting emotional fallout) really did a number on him, and while he’s determined to rise above it all he’d be lying if he said it doesn’t still get him inside his head from time to time. Luckily for him he’s got a sweet, loving, and supportive partner that’s more than willing to help ease his thoughts and fears…

“Looks like you got the first problem wrong, and if you used this formula for the subsequent ones—and I’m guessing you did—then that means they’re all wrong too.”

You stare blankly at the essay before you, the words that you’re supposed to be scrutinizing for the sake of your boyfriend’s GPA dropping out of focus until they coalesce into a formless, graphite hued blob. Biting down on the dread that’s attempting to claw its way up from your stomach to settle inside your chest, you blink hard a few times and take one deep, steadying breath before slowly looking down past your knees to the man that sits with your legs in his lap. A too small bed in an equally small room makes the positioning more of a concession than a comfort in the same way that your calling what Tetsurou is doing ‘sitting’ is being extremely generous. In truth your boyfriend is one of the worst manspreaders that you’ve ever met, though in his defense his stature doesn’t really allow for him to not sprawl.

Still, he’s taking up a good chunk of real estate in your dorm, with his long ass legs stretching over the side of the mattress and far beyond, to the point where his feet are nearly under your desk. As for the rest of him—his back’s slouched against the wall at what has to be an uncomfortable angle while the hand that isn’t holding your (apparently very much wrong) calculus homework busies itself with rubbing a soothing pattern against your calf. It would be more effective, you’re sure, if it wasn’t accompanied by a golden gaze shuddered with pity.

“That… cannot be right. I spent so long on those problems, Tetsu!”

“I know, baby.”

“And I triple checked to make sure I was using the right formula because I knew I kept getting them mixed up–”

“I know–”

“I even had you check for me! So how—fucking how—is this even possible?” You pause again as another thought suddenly takes you. “Tetsurou Kuroo. If you’re trolling me right now, on god…”

He holds your stare (glare) for a beat, then two before his mouth starts to twitch with the beginnings of a laugh. When you growl out his name the dam bursts leaving him cackling like a hyena as he doubles over.

You pull your legs up towards yourself as you tell him, “You’re the absolute worst, you know that?” When he only laughs harder you nudge him just as hard with your feet in a bid to push him out of your bed. It doesn’t work, of course, he’s built way too sturdily for that, but the sentiment is there at least. “Ugh, I swear I cannot stand your childish ass! You stay on some bullshit…”

“Oya?”

“Oh no—we are not starting that mess. Get out, I don’t want to look at your stupid face anymore–”

He snorts at that. “Oh so now my face is stupid, huh?”

“Yup,” you’re quick to reply, popping the ‘P’, “and your hair is worse. Ol’ chemistry rooster looking headass. ‘What is a comb?’ headass. All the gel in the world can’t do nothing for all these damn cowlicks headass–”

Your next quip devolves into a squawk followed by peals of laughter as your man quickly pulls you down the length of the bed so that he can cage you in. Retribution comes in the form of a flurry of kisses that are interspersed with the odd nip to your vulnerable neck and collarbones; all the while you’re left to laugh wildly as you try to fend off his attack. It’s only when your giggles turn into something more breathless and wanting that he decides that you’ve been properly chastened. He kisses his way up your neck and over your jaw, stopping just shy of letting his lips brush against your eager mouth.

“If I’m all that, kitten, then why do you love me so much, hmm?”

“Because I make questionable life decisions, obviously.” A coquettish air replaces the snark that would usually color such a retort, with your voice wrapping around the words in a sinuous purr instead.

He hums at that, his lips slurring along your skin until he’s able to breathe his reply directly into your ear. “In that case, wanna make another one—or several—with me right now?”

“Oh hell yes…”

“Well somebody’s eager. No second thoughts, questions, concerns… Doubts…?” Though his tone is equal parts playful and teasing, there’s something buried in the heart of it—of him—that harbors doubts of its own.

It’s that same part that leaves him clenching desperately at you on days when childhood memories try and convince him that love is transient and that vows are made to be broken– That part that has him begging you to be that one defiance to everything he knows and stay on nights when he thinks you to be soundly asleep– That part that drives him to do better by you than what he’s been shown, and to be the kind of man that can be trusted to guard your heart.

That level of passion, devotion, love can only ever be met in kind. This is why you do not hesitate to drop all pretenses– Why you pull him flush against you—body to body, heart against heart– Why you pour all of your sincerity into one simple promise, words that have become a well-loved refrain–

“No doubts—not now, not ever.”

–and seal it all with a sweet, lingering kiss.

Forever Kiss 🍃 It’s too Late to Catch Me (Because I’ve Already Fallen for You) || WC: 700~

“Still falling for me, even after all these years, huh?” Admittedly it’s not his best line, but Tetsurou figures he can be cut some slack given the fact that the person he loves more than anything almost lost their life to their own clumsy feet.

Okay, so he might be being a bit dramatic here—your fall probably would’ve only netted you a bruise at most—but having spent the better part of a year babysitting the well-meaning, but ultimately chaotic disaster humans that made up his old VBC has taught him to expect the worst from even the most minor of instances. But the what if’s are all immaterial in the end, he supposes, since they were not. He was there to catch you (albeit unwittingly, you’d kinda just fell into his chest as he was coming through the door) and your knees are safe and contusion free, so what more could either of you ask for?

Perhaps a lack of cheesy and ill-timed pick-up lines, if your unimpressed stare is anything to go by, but hey—you knew what you were signing up for from jump.

Though your face screws itself up into something thoroughly annoyed, for Tetsurou that has always translated as ridiculously adorable, so by his estimation it really shouldn’t surprise you that your expression does not garner the desired reaction.

His smirk is as unrepentant as ever as he pulls you more firmly against himself to press kiss after overly loud kiss across the breadth of your cheeks, only daring to capture your lips once their pout parts around reluctant burbles of laughter. It only takes a few pecks before you’re both in need of more, but he refuses to be the one to break. Holding on to his resolve when you’re whining so prettily for him—feeble hands curling into the fabric of his shirt and his name falling from your lips in a plea as you look up at him with those doe-like eyes—is a nearly impossible feat, but he manages if only just.

He tells you to use your words, but you decide that actions would serve you both better and honestly he couldn’t agree more. He bends easily under your insistent tugs, yielding control of the kiss readily only to snatch it back the moment you think you’ve gained some ground. When a need for oxygen forces you to part some long seconds later he’s pleased to see you thoroughly flustered and damn near drunk on his affections.

Gods, they’re always so beautiful, but seeing them like this? Breathtaking, truly… Though the thought is an overly sweet one, by the time it makes it out of his mouth, well…

“Gods, you’re so into me—simp.”

You scoff at that. “Says the man who’s still trying to win me over with dry ass pickup lines after damn near a decade of being together.”

“But did it work though?”

When you don’t bother with a reply beyond an exasperated roll of your eyes he counts it as a success. And said success, he decides, deserves a reward in the form of claiming your lips once again.

You don’t resist him despite the cut of your glance, with that soon falling away under the fluttering of lids. Tetsurou eyes follow suit with a soft exhale as he revels in the sweetness of the kiss. There is nothing demanding about the ministration, only the gentle give and take, the beauty that comes with intimate repetition.

When the pair of you part this time it’s with a soft sigh, but you don’t go far. Foreheads brace against one another as breaths are shared and heartbeats sync. The silence that follows is a comfortable one that the man is reluctant to break, and yet he feels compelled to speak just the same, to reassure you of his love just as you’ve done for him so many times throughout the years.

“I know I’m not the most conventional when it comes to showing it, but– I love you, ____. Far more than what you’ll probably ever know, honestly.”

His words leave your eyes syruping with emotion as you match his stare and devotion both. “You drive me crazy more often than not, but I really do love you for it. I love you, Tetsu. Always…”

“I know, baby, I know—and I never doubted it, not even for a second.”

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[lavenderahs]

langdon's task; corporate! michael

summary - you're Michael's personal assistant; and he gives you a strange task, which turns into his confession for his attraction to you.

warnings ig? - light smut

tags - @forevercountess @jimmason @kitty4860 @brooklinn13

y/n pov

Spending the days as an assistant to Michael Langdon; is definitely one of the strangest yet intriguing jobs I've ever had. He's an elegant man; quiet but gets what he wants. Submission from his peers is what he feeds off of; and I, being a gentle girl, he definitely gets his use of me. he spends his days studying and planning whatever chaos he likes. I can tell he has a damaged soul; no matter how cold or blunt he is, I can still sense the pain in his eyes. even though he's my boss, I still admire him. his jawline sculpted perfectly; his warm blond locks curling up just right, plump lips with the perfect natural pink shade, and his hypnotic eyes. his beauty astounds me. my heart skips a beat when he praises me, or any friendly gesture he gives me. everyone is jealous of the way michael treats me; hes never snappy towards me or cold like he is to others. but I try not to think too much about that.

a cool toned voice stops me "y/n" I stop in my tracks, in front of Michaels opened office door. "y-yes Mr.Langdon" his gaze is focused on a book "I need you to tell the others that I am not attending the meeting today" he looks up, his lips pursed. confused, knowing Michael never cancels any sort of event for his work. "okay, yes sir" I give a convincing smile and begin to walk off. michael stops me once again "and uh- go prepare me a bath once you're done with that" I take a step back, trying to mask my concern "y-yes sir". anxiety begins to form in my chest as I travel to his meeting room. hoping for no negative responses on Michael's absence. turning the corner, looking in the glass room to see the officials already in the meeting room, ready to begin. I slowly step in the door, already seeing their faces drop. "I apologize for interrupting, but Mr.Langdon will not be attending today's meeting" I smile anxiously and quickly step out of the door, hearing the groans of aggravation as I walk away.

the walk to Michael's living quarters is filled with strange thoughts. this being the first time Michael has ever requested a bath, or ever requested anything to do with personal care. I carefully open his door to step in his small living area. the maid already having tidied it up. i walk through a small arch way to Michael's bedroom, which leads to his master-bathroom. to my surprise michael is already here. still not noticing my presence. he stands before his massive mirror, unbuttoning his shirt. I hold my hands together in front of me "uh- excuse me Mr.Langdon, I'm just going to run your bath" he chuckles at my nervousness "okay, go ahead" my face heats up as i quickly walk into his bathroom.

his massive bathroom holds so much expense. his marble counters, a beautiful waterfall sink, a huge marble walk in shower, and of course his beautiful bath tub. I open a near by cabinet to retrieve a fresh towel and wash towel for him; laying them out neatly on the counter top. michaels foot steps approach as I go to turn the facet on. I turn to see michael in a silk garnet robe. his chest peeking out just enough to put butterflies in my stomach. the sound of the warm water filling up, drowns out the awkwardness. "Miss y/n, do you mind getting me some candles and that dr teals stuff" I hesitate to answer. thinking to myself "did Michael fucking langdon just ask me to make him a bubble bath" trying to not laugh "yes sir, give me just a moment" holding in a smile, I scavenge through his cabinets to find extra candles and a brand new bottle of dr. teals bubble bath. The tub is almost full so I begin pouring the liquid in, and adding candles in various places. now finishing my task, "here you go Mr.Langdon, tell me if you need anything" I smile awkwardly. he runs his fingers through his hair, his gaze stays on the tub. "um well, I do have one request" he trails off. "yes Mr.Langdon" our eyes connect as he begins to speak "i suppose my bath is big enough for the both of us?" he smirks. my face turns a warm red "uh- yeah, if that's what you'd like" my heart almost beating out of my chest, wondering my my boss wants to bathe with me. "I would love that" he begins to untie his robe, revealing his slim figure, his abs and muscles beaming. I turn as he steps in the tub, guessing he wants privacy. I turn to see michael seeped in the tub, bubbles up to his collar bones. "come on darling, I dont bite" I hesitate, yet deep down knowing my secret attraction to him. I slip my grey pants down, revealing my simple laced panties. my hands grasp the bottom of my grey blouse and gently slip it over my head. his eyes travel up and down my figure. i begin to unclip the back of my bra, heat trickling down my spine. I slowly lift my legs to slip my panties off. he rests back in the tub, smiling from my submission. his bathtub, definitely big enough for 2, has gold accents along with matching the marble countertops. I raise my leg to step in, the warmth from the water rushes through me as I bring myself into the tub. Michael's eyes admire my body as I seep into the tub. i prop myself up against the marble tub. seeing Michael's beautiful smile across from me. "so, Mr.Langdon.." I trail off. he clears his throat "you know y/n, I've always admired you, your beauty tests me every day" my cheeks turn a light crimson "oh, thank you" he smirks "I know you crave my attention, I know you think of me in bed at night" he exhales "I know how you think of me pretty girl, trust me, I want you so bad" before I could say a word, michael slowly rises and slides to my my side of the tub. he props his arms behind me on the marble, towering over me. one hand comes to my chin, gently lifting it. "I think you should serve me in more ways than you already do" my heart racing, I slowly nod my head. his head lowers to mine, gently placing a warm kiss on my lips. his lips, so soft and plump against mine, this truly being a moment I dream of. his blue eyes meet mine as we separate from the kiss. "I say" he trails off as he fumbles with my breast "you meet me, in my bedroom around 10, I think you need to do me some favors" his lips form a smile. he slowly slides back into his spot in the tub. "clean this all up, I'll see you tonight" he winks and steps out of the tub to grab his robe. I sit astounded as I just had my dream come true.

[dippindaz]

Hi Um it’s the anon from earlier with the Lester request

And I was wondering if u could write about Lester kinda realizing he has feelings for another man and ig how he and his brothers deal/react with that?

If u can’t/don’t want to it’s fine Bc the one u already wrote for me was so good

Alright! I’ll attempt writing this, I’m not sure if I’ll be able to do it very well though. Thanks for requesting more! Also, I’m going to write this as long HCs and almost a more in depth look at the previous HCs. I’d like to do a short story or a oneshot of the idea but I’m not that confident in my ability to write this.

I was almost finished with this and then lost all my progress, of the end seems slightly rushed or not that well done, I apologize.

Warnings: Mention of knives and taxidermy, denial of being gay, slight homophobia, calling same sex relationships “unnatural”, mentions of homophobic slurs.

Unedited

In the beginning, neither Bo or Vincent understood why Lester wanted you around so badly. Even Lester himself didn’t, he just knew you seemed like a fun person. Which was definitely something Ambrose was lacking.

Bo had begrudgingly let you stay. By that I mean, he more of just gave up because Lester was persistent asf.

Originally you stayed in your own home. It was one of the smaller houses in Ambrose but you were happy with it. You didn’t want a lot of space anyways.

As the days went on you worked around Ambrose, though you spent majority of your time with Lester. You’d ride around in his truck with him and help with the roadkill.

Lester would even teach you about each of his knives and taxidermy in your free time.

You two became so close you were practically brothers! Right? Yeah, just brothers..

I think given where the Sinclair brothers live, Lester would be in denial for a very long time. I mean, he couldn’t love another man. It was unnatural, right? That’s just how he was raised.

I feel like after weeks of Lester being in denial and you hoping he felt the same as you. Lester would just be laying in bed and be like “I love em’.”

After that I think he’d be extra shy and awkward around you. He’d try extra hard to make you smile or laugh, but he’d act more distant towards you when his brothers were around in fear of his brothers not accepting his feelings.

Of course you noticed his awkwardness and how distant he was when his brothers were around. It worried you, had you done something wrong? So you decided to confront him about it.

The next time you were in his truck you just ask him out right “Did I do something wrong?”

“Wha? No! Why would ya think that?” He looked between you and the road with furrowed brows.

“I don’t know, you’ve just been awkward with me lately and kind of distant whenever Bo or Vincent are around.”

Lester stared through the windshield but his mind was far from the road. He didn’t know if he should tell you or not. Should he hint it? But he never was good at being subtle. “I- no, you ain’t done nothin’ wrong, I just, I like you a lot ya know? I worry ‘bout what my brothers’ll think.”

“So you’re distant and awkward because you’re worried about Bo and Vincent? They know we’re close, we’re like brothers.”

“Wel-well yeah, I know that, but... but I like ya more ‘en that. I really like ya, ya know? I just, I’s ‘fraid tellin’ ya incase ya tried to leave, ya know. Bo would make me kill ya and I won’t be able to.”

“Lester, are-are you saying? Do you, l-love me?” Your eyes were wide. Could he have felt the same way all along? Did he really love you too?

Lester gulped, “yea-yeah, I, uh, I think do.”

You smiled and directed your gaze to the road ahead, “I think I love you too.”

His eyes widened as his head whipped towards you, “Y-ya do?! Ya really love me?!”

“I really love you.” You chuckled, finally meeting eyes for the first time since you got in that truck.

Lester laughed, out of relief or joy he didn’t know, but began to laugh along too. Any fears or awkwardness faded and the same connection and joy he had always brought to you came back.

The two of you decided when you got home you’d tell Vincent and Bo. Of course, Bo would be after Vincent in fear of how he’d react.

Vincent honestly hasn’t cared much. He thought it was cute the amount of joy you brought each other. Yes, he found it slightly strange that you were two men but who was he to judge? He even offered to help you guys move in together!

It was an anxious few days while you and Lester procrastinated telling Bo about your newfound relationship.

Bo, however, was not so understanding. First came the rage and slurs. After he had stopped yelling he finally asked “Why the fuck are you tellin’ me this?”

You two explained to him how you wanted him to know and accept your relationship. How you both wanted him to accept you as a person.

This seemed to soften Bo a bit. It wasn’t enough for him to completely accept you but he suddenly didn’t hate the idea as much.

“Yeah, fine, if you’re askin’ to move in together you can I don’t give a fuck, don’t expect me to help you.”

Eventually, you and Lester did move in together, with a bit help from Vincent and even though he said he never would, Bo helped you out with a couple things. He always blamed it on a “you’re doing it wrong and gonna screw it up” excuse, but it showed you just how much he had warmed up to the idea of you two. Even if he never was completely comfortable with it. At least he seemed to be trying.

At first it was hard to be around Bo, even with him trying you’d get dirty looks and rude comments. As time passed though the comments lessened and the dirty looks stopped. He began to not only accept your’s and Lester’s relationship, but just you as you were. He learned having you around Ambrose wasn’t as bad as he imagined.

And the always goofy Sinclair brother only got more dorky and happy after he found out the one who loves, who he had sleepless nights over, loves him just as much.

✨Thanks for reading!💝

[mephinomaly]

[TL] Memories of a Doll/Chapter 7

Time: A few days later

Location: Library

Hajime: ♪~ ♪~

Today’s weather is lovely - perfect for cleaning~. I noticed a spot of dust on the top of these books, so I’ll get right to it.

Otogari-senpai’s book is due today, so I came here as soon as the school bell rang—

I wonder if he’s finished reading about animism. On our way home from the flea market, he said he was trying his hardest and was halfway through it.

I hope Otogari-senpai is enjoying it…

Adonis: Excuse me, Shino.

Hajime: Ah, speak of the devil… You’ve arrived.

Adonis: Devil? Have I done something hellish?

Hajime: Ah, no, I was just talking to myself about how today was the day that your book was due back. How was it?

Adonis: Good. I managed to finish it whilst using my Japanese dictionary to help. Though I have to give it back now, it was a very interesting read.

Because you showed me how others care for their things at the flea market, I was able to understand animism quickly as I read.

Hajime: Fufu. I might have to give it a read with everything you’re saying.

Well then, I’ll start with the process of returning the book. Please wait for a moment.

Adonis: Ah, thank you.

I have one more request, though.

Hajime: ? A request…?

Adonis: Yes. To be honest, I have decided what book I’d like to read next. I want to read a book about knitting.

Hajime: Animism to knitting…?

It sounds like a bit of a cheesy pun[1]. Why the change of heart?

Adonis: No, my heart changed on the day of the flea market.

Animism states that spirits reside in nature and objects. They believed that even in ancient Japan.

So I was thinking about that throughout the market.

That spirit that resides within, is what humans call “wanting to take care of something”— that affection, isn’t that simply kindheartedness?

Hajime: I see… I mean, that could be right.

I’m also worried about giving away things I’ve used for a while. I could put my unused items up for sale because I didn’t really have much attachment to them.

Adonis: I see. So in a sense, it is the person that gives things emotional value. Humans give objects their spirit.

Like how my mother found that doll and gave him to me. I think I can also entrust people with things I value, like my mother did to me.

That’s why I want to read a book about knitting.

My mother is far from here, so I cannot repay her now. I am thinking of giving a gift to someone I know first.

If I give Oogami something knitted, he might get angry and complain that it’s “stuffy-looking”…♪

Hajime: Fufu, I see. I think no matter what you give Oogami-senpai, he’ll take great care of it—

There’s a few books in the library about handcrafts. It will be good to give him something that fits his personality.

For example, how about this one? It’s about how to make silver jewellery…♪

Oogami-senpai usually wears silver, so I think he’ll be happy with that ♪

Adonis: That sounds good. As expected of a member of the library committee, you were able to find a book that I wanted to read rather quickly.

Then, I’ll borrow both the book on knitting and jewellery making. I hope there comes a day where I can thank you, Shino. I’m clumsy, but I’ll do my best.

Hajime: Of course. I’m cheering for you, Otogari-senpai.

This is just like how I took over from Aoba-senpai as a member of the library committee, and how I inherited his hopes. Otogari-senpai, please continue to share your wonderful mind…♪

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this is the final chapter so there's no 'next' ^^

animism in japanese is “animizumu” and knitting is “amimono”. bit of a stretch but it works ig lol