#making gifs of a character is the closest you can get to kissing their cheek istg

[goodpointsandbadpoints]

[petertingle-yipyip]

SENSES - JOAQUIN TORRES

(will probably change the gif when i can find a better one of him in that suit. also, testing the waters with a new character bc @fallingfavourites basically dared me to. what do we think?)

Pairing: Joaquin Torres x Reader // Word Count: 2,840

Summary: What was supposed to be a simple in and out ends up with a lot of blood and admissions.

“The gala’s an easy in.” You reasoned.

“It’s a stupid way in.” Sam shook his head.

“It’s not stupid!”

“We can admit it’s a risk, right?” Bucky tried.

You blew out a sigh and leaned further back in your chair. Sam sat in the chair closest, leaning elbows on the table in thought. Bucky was sitting on the edge of the table across from you with the permanent frown he seemed to point in your direction.

“We need the ledger.” You calmly stated. “I have an invitation to their building. They’ve been inviting my family to their events for years trying to win back my mom’s money. I have the best chance at getting in and out.”

“If we go along with this, you’re not going alone.” Sam continued.

“Course not. I’d never go to an event like that without a date.”

“This is serious, Y/N.” Bucky scolded.

“Well aware, thank you.” You rolled your eyes. “I’m not going with either of you. My mom would never let me.”

“Your mom’s not here.”

“But these people know my mother. We went to a couple

of these before she got tired of the ass kissing. I had a date each time with a specific image.”

“What kind of image?” Sam asked though Bucky simply groaned in annoyance.

“Pretty boy.” You shrugged.

“Oh.” Sam scoffed. “I’m not pretty enough for you mom?”

“No.” You laughed. “Neither of you are, but…”

“Don’t say it.” Bucky pointed firmly at you. “He’s not going.”

“I don’t like this anymore than you, Barnes.” You snapped. “You really think I want to take him anywhere?”

“What ever happened between you two anyway?” Sam asked so you turned his way with a fierce glare. “Just asking.” His hands went up in surrender.

“He didn’t tell you?” You stared in suspicion.

“For once, the kid wouldn’t talk.” Bucky answered.

“He’s not a kid.”

“You both are.”

“Buck’s right.” Sam chimed in. “You two used to not be able to stop making eyes at each other then suddenly, you’re avoiding each other like the plague.”

“It doesn’t matter.” You pushed yourself to stand. “I’m bringing him, regardless of anyone’s feelings about it.”

“And if he says no?” Bucky asked.

You frowned at the valid question. If Joaquin said no, you didn’t have a backup plan ready. Instead of confessing that, you spun on your heel and headed to find your former flame.

It wasn’t hard. He was at his computers. You stood beside him and leaned against the edge of his desk. It took a minute for him to register that it was you beside him.

“Hey.” He said carefully. You watched his eyes scan your face quickly before he frowned. “Everything good?”

“You have a suit?” You asked.

“Like a… Like a suit suit?” His voice dropped to a hushed tone.

“No.” You rolled your eyes with a small smile. You quickly shook the expression. “Like a nice suit, for going out.”

“Oh… Yeah, I’ve got one somewhere. Why?”

“We’re going to a gala to take a ledger.” You shrugged.

“Why us?” His brows furrowed but you noticed there was no objection.

“My family has an invite and you clean up nice… You can say no.”

“No!” He said quickly and you raised a brow. “I mean… No, it’s not that I don’t want to. I just kinda figured you’d wanna take someone else.” He explained carefully.

“Unfortunately, no one else fits the bill.” You sighed. 

“You never know.” He shrugged slightly. “Might be fun… Kinda like old times, right?”

“We’ll see… Tomorrow night, be ready by five to head to New York.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He grinned at you, the same damned grin that made your heart beat a little faster.

You had to force your features to remain neutral until you were sure he couldn’t see. You assumed he had seen the flush of your cheeks at the least and you cursed yourself for that.

You hated that you and him didn’t end on necessarily bad terms. You two just couldn’t make it work. Both of you were too focused on other things to truly be present

in your relationship so for all the “moon eyes” Sam swore he saw and the “lost puppy looks” Bucky teased you about, it just hadn’t gone the way you wanted.

But damn it all if you didn’t wish otherwise. Keeping

distance from him was what you thought was best so you both could move on. Your heart, however, didn’t seem to get the memo.

The night of the gala was relatively predictable. Joaquin dawned an all-black ensemble that had you in silent awe when you first saw him. You knew he could dress up when the occasion called for it, but something about the monochrome look hit you hard. You forced yourself

to focus.

Joaquin, however, didn’t hide the way he was blown away by your look. The perfectly tailored gown took his breath away. He couldn’t stop himself from trailing his eyes up and down your figure, tracing the lines of the bodice down to the shape of your hips to that teasingly

high slit in the skirt, which dangerously showed off your legs that looked even longer with the heels you wore.

He didn’t have words for the way the color suited your skin tone, the complimentary tones of your makeup, the delicate pinned style of your hair. He ran a hand over his mouth to hide the smile at the necklace around your throat, the one he had given you for your birthday when you were together.

Sam was waiting with Joaquin and the man let out a long whistle that snapped Joaquin out of his trance.

You laughed slightly before flipping your teammate off.

“Ha ha.” You said sarcastically. “I’ll have you know my mother designed this dress.”

“It’s nice.” Joaquin offered honestly. “You look…” He blew out a breath. “Wow.”

“Thanks.” You nodded slightly, fiddling with the fabric of the skirt. “You look good, too.” You confessed.

He smiled proudly and it was hard not to smile back.

“Alright, alright. Enough of that.” Sam laughed slightly. “Tonight you need to have each others backs, got it? None of this scorned lovers bullshit you pull around here.”

“No one is scorned.” You rolled your eyes. “We’re going to a gala, not infiltrating an enemy stronghold.”

“You kinda are.” Sam countered. “Be quick and be careful. Sooner you guys are back, sooner this is over.”

“Well aware, thank you.” You took hold of Joaquin’s arm and dragged him to the car.

The ride to the event was relatively quiet. The music from the stereo filled the gaps and you were thankful to be driving so you could focus on the road rather than the man in the car with you. Your fingers tapped to the music while Joaquin was playing on his phone.

The gala itself was the same as you remembered. Your arm laced through Joaquin’s, you two fell into an easy stride. You liked the confidence he showed, offering a welcome grin to the people who came to kiss up to you and engaging in conversations when prompted.

“I like this one.” One of the older female investors quietly told you with a sly smile while her husband chatted with Joaquin a few feet away about something you weren’t listening to. “He’s much better than the rest you’ve brought to these things.”

You smiled in agreement and looked over at your date. He waved slightly and you found yourself returning the gesture.

“He’s great.” You agreed, trying unsuccessfully to keep the sadness from your voice.

“Let me guess.” She put a hand over yours. “Mommy doesn’t approve?”

You forced a laugh as if you’d been caught. You hadn’t even considered what your mother would say about Joaquin. She’d probably love him, probably would’ve started dishing out down-payments for your wedding by now.

“My father hated my husband when I brought him home.” The woman laughed. “Destiny used to seem make-believe, but you’re destined for fall. You can’t choose who it is, and neither can your mother.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” You nodded in thanks and made it back to Joaquin. You tucked yourself into his side and looked to the man he spoke with. “I hate to be rude, but I’d like to reclaim my date.”

“By all means.” The man gestured for you to go. “He’s a charming young man. Well done, Ms. Y/L/N.”

You nodded in thanks and pulled Joaquin away.

“You know, I think I’m getting the hang of this whole ‘rich people party’ thing.” Joaquin said proudly, tugging the front of his jacket slightly.

“Cool it, Casanova.” You laughed slightly. “We’re not here to network.”

“Right.” He nodded. “Yeah, you’re right. So… Where do we go now?”

You two managed to sneak away relatively quickly. You searched various offices, going up and up in floors until you nearly gave up. It was practically the last office on the last floor when Joaquin found it wedged behind a bookcase.

“I could kiss you!” You said happily.

He flushed immediately, stammering for a real response, and you had to laugh. You hugged the book and went for the exit.

You had only a split second to regret that decision. Not enough time for you to recognize the threat, to register the flash of silver, to reach for your own blade in your corset.

A sharp pain ignited in a long line down your back. The burning sensation wrapped from your back, around your waist and stopped near your belly button. You looked down in shock and saw the split in your gown, the growing stain of blood.

You wobbled on your feet from the explosion of pain and felt a strong pair of arms catch you. A warm piece of fabric was draped over your shoulders and pulled close. The hand that wasn’t locked on the ledger was wrapped around your midsection, trying to keep the blood inside your body.

That sword almost cut you in half.

You didn’t even register he was talking to you until he shook your shoulders.

“Y/N, we need to move. Can you walk?” He asked firmly.

Any hint of the charming, flirty man you masqueraded with was gone. In his place was the battle trained soldier, looking out for his own. He was looking into your eyes, and your heart sank at the worry reflected.

It really was bad.

“You’re not dying here. Understand?” He insisted.

You managed a weak nod and followed him out. He managed to keep you two in the shadows for the most part, avoiding the brunt of the search for you. You had only encountered three men, thankful they didn’t have swords as well, and you used the ledger to knock one of them out while Joaquin managed against the other two.

When you came back to the gala, Joaquin did the talking. He said you two were heading out for a much funner night but you’d sing their praises to your mother. A few name drops and handshakes later, Joaquin was able to get you into the car and begin the drive back.

Maybe an hour into the drive, you began to slip in and out of consciousness.

He reached over and immediately took your hand in his. He gave it a squeeze and your eyes opened a little wider.

“Stay with me, Y/N… C’mon.” He begged.

“We need to… to stop somewhere.” You said between shallow breaths. The bleeding had slowed but you were left exhausted and cold, despite Joaquin’s jacket still over your shoulders, and you had kicked off your heels at some point. You had half a thought to ask if you had bled through it. “We can’t drive… all the… all the way back…  like this.”

“Where are we gonna stop?” His voice was near desperation and you couldn’t stop the pang of guilt.

“Anywhere.” You gritted your teeth as you shifted in the seat. You took as deep a breath as you could manage and rapidly spoke in one long exhale. “First hotel you see. I don’t care the price or the quality or the size. You find us a room and make sure I live through this night.”

He said nothing but squeezed your hand again.

You didn’t know how long it was until you were pulling into a run down roadside hotel. You rummaged through your purse for your credit card and shoved it at him. He promised he’d be quick before locking you in the car.

True to his word, he was at your door with a room key quickly. He practically carried you to the hotel room.

Once the door closed, you all but collapsed. He was quick to catch you, but he wasn’t able to avoid your injury. You cried out at the pain, gripping his shirt sleeve.

He helped you to the bathroom and you needed his help to get the dress off. You didn’t know if it was his hands shaking or your body. The dress fell with a thud, leaving you in short spandex and a bra. Joaquin ran the tap and used one of the towels to clear the blood away. The friction of the rough fabric against the tender skin had you gripping the sink and wincing sharply.

“Shit, Y/N.” He muttered. You glanced up to meet his eyes in the mirror.

“That bad?” You rasped. Your body weight was mostly supported by the countertop.

“Now would be a great time for some special healing ability.” He flicked his attention to you with a nervous smile. “Any chance?”

“No.” You offered the same smile. “My bag in the trunk… It has a kit if you…”

“Hey.” His hands found your hips and turned you around. “Stay with me.”

“Trying…”

“Try harder.”

You nodded quietly, placing a hand on his arm. He looked down at it, smiled to himself, then focused on the slash across your stomach.

“Keep talking.” Your voice was close to a whisper but somehow, Joaquin heard.

“I, uh…” He began nervously. “I used to think you’d come to your senses, but you never did. You left me alone with all these questions… I didn't have answers but I also couldn’t have given you more.”

He squeezed your hip slightly and you made a noise of acknowledgement.

“I guess I accepted that you wouldn’t be mine again but…”

“But?” You croaked.

“I’ll always be yours, Y/N.”

You chuckled slightly as Joaquin’s eyes met yours.

“Tell me that when I’m coherent.” You smiled slightly.

He laughed a bit and nodded. “Let’s dress these wounds and get you something to eat. The guys’ll be pissed if you don’t make it back.”

You hummed in agreement and leaned into him. He guided you to the bed and sat you on the edge before he scurried off. Within five minutes, he was back with your pack on his shoulders and an arm full of vending machine treats.

He shoved an orange juice bottle and packet of pretzels into your hands while he rummaged in your pack. You lifted your arms while he placed, wrapped, and taped the dressing into place. The pain had dulled since you first got the wound or maybe you were used to it. The dizziness was receding slowly thanks to the snack Joaquin brought, which were both empty by the time he finished.

“Thank you.” You dropped the trash to the end table.

“I’m always here for you, Y/N, whether you want it or not.” He put a hand to your cheek for a moment.

“Joaquin, I…” You began, then found yourself lost for words.

There were things you could apologize for. But should you apologize for breaking up with him? For avoiding him? For getting yourself nearly sliced in half?

“We can talk about it later.” He offered kindly. “You feel okay?”

“All things considered, yeah… I’ll make it.”

“Good.” The relief was palpable in his tone. “You should rest now.”

You nodded quietly and shifted back against the flat pillow. The blanket was thin and scratchy, but the exhaustion overruled the quality of the bedding. You were lucid enough, however, to notice Joaquin wasn’t lying down.

“Joaquin?”

“The couch pulls out.” He reasoned.

“You should have the bed.” You began to push yourself up but his hands were gently forcing you back down. “Let me-“

“You almost bled out tonight. I think you deserve the bed.”

You grabbed one of his hands. “We can share. We’ve done it before.”

“You sure?”

“Please?” You pulled your best pout and he broke almost immediately.

He discarded his dress shirt and slacks before climbing into the bed beside you. You rolled to your other side to face him.

“Maybe it’s the near death experience talking…” You said quietly, as if you two were sharing secrets. “But I think I’ve come to my senses.”

“Yeah?” He brushed some loose hairs off your forehead. “Tell me in the morning.”

[sidemari]

• "The way I love you"•

A short compilation of each character's ways of showing they love you.

Characters included: Aphelios, Hwei, Jayce, Jhin, Jinx, Sett, Silco, Viktor, Yone (separately and in this order) x GN!Reader

Warning: Mentions of Jhin's gun in his text section, since we're talking about a criminal psychopath, lol. Other than that, it's just a silly and cute post.

Aphelios

He must admit that his favorite place in the world is when you're sitting with him on the couch or even in bed, with your back against his torso, his legs wrapped around yours and his head resting on your shoulder as you read the pages of a book out loud.

"Some things are more precious because they don't last long"* You read the sentence, letting it sink in. "Do you agree with that, Phel?"

His eyes widened, he wasn't really paying attention to the story, even though it was a classic of literature. He was just enjoying how pleasant your voice sounded.

"I bet you weren't paying much attention"

He just nodded, his cheeks growing warm with embarrassment.

His hand squeezed yours in apology.

You squeezed it back, letting him know it was okay.

"Aren't you two adorable?" Alune sang in Aphelios's thoughts.

*"The Picture of Dorian Gray" reference.

Hwei

Letting you see his most secret artworks was the way he could show his love for you. Letting you participate in the creation of new pieces was also common, with him patiently guiding you through the process.

"Are you sure about this?" You asked anxiously, trembling when he put the paint-soaked brush in your hands. He just timidly smiled before nodding.

"You inspire not only my art, but my soul as well" His hand covered yours, helping you to put the final brushstrokes on the canvas. "I want you to be part of this"

Jayce

You could say this man likes to be a provider. That being said, he would do anything on his reach to make you happy.

And what usually makes you happy is a whole body massage after a full day of fiddling with trinkets and dealing with daunting equations in the lab.

You sighed in frustration as you laid down on the bed after showering, your aching muscles making you uncomfortable. His hands squeezed your shoulders gently, making you whimper softly.

"You're tense" His hands worked on the right places so you could finally relax. "Let me help you with that"

"You don't have to-" You couldn't finish your line, not when he was so efficiently taking away your pain.

"See?" He teased. "Let me spoil you a little, love"

Jhin

He allows you to play his piano, take off his mask and even hold Whisper - his gun - whenever you pleased. That was his deviant way of showing you were a slightly more important piece in his performance.

"When will you put this to good use, my muse?" He asked, playfully tracing patterns against your thigh with his gun. With the time you’d known him, you knew better than to give in to his distorted ideas.

"Preferably never" You muttered, taking Whisper off his hand and setting it aside. "I learned a new sheet while you were gone, wanna hear it?"

Jinx

She lives for cuddling with you.

It's always the peak of her day.

It feels so intimate and perfect.

Being with you, feeling the softness of your skin, the warmth of your body, the smell of your shampoo and cologne, feeling you melt against her, letting go of your worries as she hums a familiar tune, is the closest thing to heaven she could ever get.

"I could stay like this forever" You whispered, feeling her chuckle against your nape.

"Did you swap your shampoo brand?"

"Jinx…" You deadpanned.

"I'm just teasing you" She kissed your hair. "I could spend eternity with you in my arms"

Sett

This seems so obvious, but not only would he let you freely touch his ears, he would also ask you to give them the attention they need. Also, he would gladly allow you to see through his tough facade, giving you the chance to know how kind and pure he can be.

It was a funny scene, to say the least. A man of almost two meters of height, in his knees, with his head resting on your lap, confessions leaving his lips.

"This feels good…" He sighed, closing his eyes in bliss as you played with his ears. You pulled one of them playfully. "H-Hey!"

"You are really something" You mused.

Silco

Almost every night you can prepare for laying down on the couch, with your head on his lap, his fingers combing through your hair as he tells you stories about his past.

Often you fall asleep like that, with him taking you to your bedroom after he notices you wouldn't wake up so easily.

"We used to meet a lot back then, it was-" He was missing your voice responding to his comments. It was when he noticed you had fallen asleep, looking so vulnerable and precious as he played with your hair. "Guess I'll have to finish this story tomorrow"

Viktor

Brews coffee or makes tea for you every day, appearing by your side on the laboratory to help you unwind in the moments you were feeling exhausted or distressed with your work. It's his way of showing he cares about you.

"Here, have this" he squeezed your shoulders, taking your attention away from the trinkets above your desk.

"Hot chocolate today?" You asked quietly, standing up from your seat and taking the cup in your hands. "What made you change your mind?"

"It releases dopamine, you'll thank me later" He kissed the top of your head, making you sigh in delight.

Yone

Letting you in when his world was nothing but chaos was enough to show you he loved you dearly.

He had faced horrible creatures and devilish days for years straight, still, he let his guard down and allowed you to be part of his life when it was pure hell.

You caressed his hair with delicacy, soothing him after a day of battles.

"Can I hug you?" You asked quietly, your fingers now stroking his cheek.

"Please" He whispered against your lips, sighing heavily when you pulled him impossibly close, "You make me feel like I'm alive again" He muttered against your neck.

[midnightwriter21]

jjk headcannons: gojo & nanami as boyfriends

characters: reader x satoru gojo, reader x kento nanami

warnings: language, mentions of death in gojo's (assassination attempts, gojo unaliving someone)

AN: yuji, megumi, and yuta version HERE

SATORU GOJO

lucky you!!! you go a boyfriend and a 6ft tall superhuman man child wrapped up into one person!!

now

everybody always hc's gojo as a guy thats wayyyyy over the top with PDA

BUT THEY ARE WRONG.

i mean cmon think abt it... since the day he was born, gojo has been the target of assassinations, kidnappings, etc.

and in his eyes being affectionate with you in public where literally anyone can see you…

is basically putting a giant target on your back.

ofc the people closest to him know that you’re together and he’s not afraid to be affectionate in front of them

like his students, principal yaga, nanami, shoko, etc.

in fact if its just these people around y'all you can bet that he's most likely making them sick from how he clings to you

but it’s rare that you and gojo can have a day out together in public like a regular couple

he’s just being overprotective that’s all

speaking of him being overprotective

i dare somebody to threaten you or make you upset lmfao

gojo won't stand for it

the person that makes that mistake mysteriously disappears

and at the end of the day gojo's coming home to you with bloodstains on his shirt

don't question it cause he's not gonna tell you anyways

we all know gojo is a clown fr

but around you? lol multiply his usual goofy behavior by 100

he loves hearing you laugh

even if its at him

introduces you to his students as soon as y'all are officially dating

his students are some of the most important people in his life

and now you are too

his students adore you of course

but they also question how you can put up with gojo's annoying ass all the time (especially megumi lol)

idk i just love bf gojo

KENTO NANAMI

god he's so fine

did somebody say best bf on the planet? cause that's what nanami is

nanami isn't gonna be over the top w the PDA

but he will show you affection in public in small ways

a hand on the small of your back to softly guide you when your walking together

holding you by your waist

holding your hand

and if you're seeing him off on a mission?

he's giving you a chaste kiss on the cheek with a promise of "ill be home before dinner."

and when he does get home he hits you with the "honey, im home!"

FUCK i want him so bad

now nanami is protective too

not a day goes by that he's not scolding you for leaving your front door unlocked, not locking your car, etc.

he just doesn't want something to happen to you when he's not around to protect you

again, nanami doesn't flaunt your relationship around. but everybody knows y'all are together

except one person lmfao

guess who it is

correct!! it's gojo LOLLLLL

he's not hiding your relationship from gojo or anything

nanami just knows when gojo finds out y'all are together that he's gonna end up with a headache

doesn't wanna deal with gojo's teasing

nanami takes you out on dates as often as his job allows

and he's the perfect gentleman ofc

opening doors for you

picking up the bill

bringing you flowers

nanami. knows. the sidewalk. rule.

i love him

[strawbearrrry]

Rainy Afternoon 🌧

Karma x Reader One shot 🍓🍥

✮Type~Fluff

✮Character~Karma Akabane

✮Context~Karma comes by unannounced on a rainy Sunday afternoon

✮Song~You're here that's the thing

𓍊𖦹𓋼꩜☆꩜𓋼𖦹𓍊

It had been raining all day you were covered in fluffy blankets laying in your bed, listening to the rain hit your window. Your parents aren't home so it's just you and your cat Pepper alone, you almost fall asleep but then you hear a knock on the door

Pepper lifts his head up the same time you turn your head looking pit your door, it's weird your parents aren't supposed to be home early, and even so they have keys.

You place your book down on the your blanket and walk down stairs, you stand on the tip of your toes and look through the little hole in your door

"Karma?"

You unlock and open the door seeing your boyfriend, soaked and a bit bloody.

"Hey gorgeous~" he smiles

"What happened!?" You quickly pull him inside then walk twords the closest at the end of the hallway, leaving him at the entrance

"What?" He spoke as if it was any other day looking down the hallway for you

You quickly come back with a towel dragging him to a chair and making him sit down as you begin to dry his hair

"You know what, did you think I'd just ignore the fact you're wet and bloody!?" You scold him

"Chill most of it's not my blood" he stares at you with a smile "you're so pretty"

Even though most of it's not his blood you can still see some cuts and bruises

"Stop trying to kiss ass!" You glare at him but still find yourself blushing at his words

You sigh looking into his eyes with a serious expression "what happened"

He smirks and pecks you on the lips

"Karma"

"Fine" he sighs "I just got into a fight"

"Obviously" you set the towel on the table behind him and walk into the bathroom opening the medicine cabinet "go ahead and tell me I'm listening"

"Well.." He drags it out "I ran into some people from school and they were talking about you"

"What?" You question walking out of the bathroom with the first aid kit sitting next to him and taking his hand so you can bandage it up "what were they saying about me?"

"Dumb shit they pulled out of their asses" he sounded upset thinking back to it

Rumors have been spread about you since you dumped Gakushu so you're not surprised, but you decide not to press on it any longer seeing how much it upset him.

You sigh "I appreciate you defending me but you need to stop fighting, sooner or later you'll get expelled"

He scoffs "they can't expel me it wasn't even on school property"

You sigh once again though it wasn't on school property knowing principle Asano and how much he hates 3-E (and you) you don't doubt he'll try and find a way to get Karma in trouble just to upset you. You're caught up in your thoughts till you feel Karma cup your cheeks

"Hello, earth to (Y/n)?" He starts to squish your cheeks now

"Sorry Karma, I was just thinking" you look away from him with a bit of a pout

He frowns then leans in closer as your foreheads touch. You close your eyes, preparing for a kiss but instead you feel him pinch your cheek

You glare at him and rub your cheek

"Welp I'm gonna change" he gets up, he usually stays at your house so he ends up leaving shirts and stuff over here all the time, and the clothes he's wearing now are soaked

He goes upstairs and you lay your head on the table, almost falling asleep.. Well you did fall asleep but only for like three minutes! Then you feel paws on your head, you look up a bit and see two little black paws. You sigh petting pepper

"What am I gonna do with him?"

"Whatever you want princess" you feel arms wrap around you and you're suddenly picked up and thrown over his shoulder

"Karma put me down!" You gently punch his back and your legs swing slightly causing a curious pepper to swat at your pink fluffy socks like they were flies

"If you insist" he shrugs and acts as if he's going to drop you

"WAIT!"

He chuckles "don't worry princess I'd never drop you" he holds now holds you bridal style and walks upstairs into your room "I've thought about it though"

"Karma" you groan

He smiles setting you on the bed then kisses your forehead, he lays down and cuddles with you

You smiles sweetly at him and miss his cheek where a band aid was "I love you Karma"

His smile stays, he's always happy when with you it's almost impossible to be upset. He strokes your hair and kisses your lips "I love you too"

And the rest of your rainy afternoon was spent with kisses and cuddles, listening to the rain hit your window

[dindjarindiaries]

can you do “No, I-I’m okay. It was just a nightmare. Go back to sleep.” and “You don’t have to go through this alone. I’m right here for you if you’ll just let me in.” for din pretty please??? thank you so much! 💘

character: Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

prompts: “No, I-I’m okay. It was just a nightmare. Go back to sleep.” and “You don’t have to go through this alone. I’m right here for you if you’ll just let me in.”

main masterlist • prompt masterlist

You were still getting used to sharing Din's bed, which made you even more confused when you woke in the middle of the night and realized he was no longer beside you. Blinking into the darkness of the ship compartment that served as his makeshift bedroom made it even more disorienting. After a few heartbeats, however, you could make out a silhouette at the end of the cot—one without a helmet.

This was the closest you would get to seeing his face for a long time, until he was ready to let you in all the way. Considering the fact his shoulders were heaving and a hand was carding through his hair, you were still somewhat on the outside of his heavily protected heart.

But you took no offense. Instead, you remained as patient as you had been with him these last few months. You sat up and made your way to where he was, gently wrapping your arms around him from behind so as to avoid scaring him. Your lips spread into a smile when he relaxed underneath your touch.

Your chin rested on his shoulder as you whispered to him. "It's a bit early for you to be up."

Din huffed and turned his head towards you. "Yeah, you too." The sound of his voice without his modulator still made your stomach burst with the sweetest kind of butterflies.

But the way it shook when he spoke was new.

You furrowed your brow and ran soothing circles over his middle with your nails. "What is it?"

Din swung his head away from you, and you could hear the hard swallow he took. Your entire body tensed with fierce anxiety as you slowly started to pull yourself away from him. You began to recount everything you had done as the two of you had fallen asleep that night.

"Did something happen?"

Din held your hands to keep you in place. "No, I... " He threaded his fingers through yours. You relaxed with him. "I’m okay." Din shook his head as if he was attempting to dispel a bad thought from it. "It was just a nightmare." He gave your hands a gentle squeeze. "Go back to sleep."

You frowned. "I'm sorry." Your voice was as soft as the kiss you placed upon his shoulder. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Din hesitated, but he ultimately shook his head again. "No, that's okay."

You exhaled a breath. It was another moment where you would have to debate gently pushing him to lower his guard or waiting it out. The way his hands trembled over yours, however, made the decision for you. "You don’t have to go through this alone." You ran your thumbs over his the best you could manage. "I’m right here for you if you’ll just let me in."

Din began to knead his hands against yours, as if the movement was subconscious. Your chest ached, but you remained strong for him, supplying another kiss to his shoulder in the silence. Eventually, he nodded, taking a deep breath that caused you to move with him. "I can try."

You smiled and pressed your cheek against his back, being sure to keep his face concealed from view. "Only if you're comfortable."

"I am." The reassurance was quick. It only made your smile grow more. The longer his silence went on, the more that smile began to fade. "I..." Din's jaw circled. "I still have dreams about my childhood."

You hummed, acknowledging his words while giving him the proper silence to continue.

"But, this time, it wasn't just them." You didn't have to ask who "they" were. He had opened up enough about his childhood for you to know. "It was you, too."

You closed your eyes in sympathy for him. "Me?"

Din nodded. He adjusted his grip on your hands, tightening it without hurting you. "I know a dream is just a dream." He sighed, clearly frustrated with himself. "But it felt so real."

"I understand." You drew him in closer. "Dreams can be very vivid."

Din nodded again. "I won't let this be real, though." He raised your entwined hands to his lips to set a kiss over your knuckles. "I promise."

You lifted your chin back to his shoulder. "I know. Thank you for protecting me." You gestured with your head to the rest of the cot behind you. "But I can protect you, too."

You closed your eyes when Din instinctively turned his face towards you. "What do you mean?"

You unraveled your arms from him and held one of his hands, guiding him back onto the cot. As you encouraged him to lean back and lay down, you held him close, inviting his head into your chest and securing it in place with a hand in his hair. "I can't make the dreams stop." You kissed his head. "But I'll always be here for you to hold onto, to remind you that they're nothing more than dreams."

Din had already relaxed into you, his voice as soft as ever as he spoke. "Thank you."

You smiled again. "You don't have to thank me. I'm just grateful that you're letting me in."

"You make it easy for me."

din djarin tag list: @yorksgirl @zenrobbins0021 @cyaredindjarin @cw80831 @maddiedrmr @pigeonmama

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Closest To Heaven

Summary: After years of shoving down your feelings your Fred, believing he'd never felt the same as you did, a loss and a letter tells you otherwise. (based off this request!)

cw: mentions of blood, injuries, explosions, dying, canon character death

a/n: the beginning is a bit sloppy and rushed but bare with me i promise you it gets better and dramatic

wc: 2.7k | f.w. masterlist | navi

Fred and you had always had a tight bond. Everybody knew, you were almost with him as much as he was with George. 

Lately it had been more of just Fred and you together. Rather than Fred, George, and you.

The more and more you hung out with Fred alone, the more you begin to feel differently for him. A good different, a better different.

Every time he would touch you, even if it was a playful shove, your skin felt all tingly. His silly teases or funny comments towards you didn’t feel like joking anymore, there was more of a flirty tone to them.

Godric, you were falling in love with him. It was cliché, falling in love with your bestfriend. The problem was you really couldn’t tell if Fred had any true interest in you. It was hard to tell if he was actually joking or actually flirting with you a lot of the time.

You were unprepared for what would happen if you did confess to Fred, and he didn’t feel the same.

So, you shoved those feelings down. It worked for a while. You would get those occasional butterflies in your stomach when Fred would look at you, but you did your best to ignore them.

Until you saw Fred and Angelina walking hand and hand through the clock tower courtyard. 

Then it came back. That feeling in your stomach again. 

Not fluttering butterflies, but a painfully tight knot.

Angelina was a gorgeous girl. Pretty personality and pretty face. Pretty everything. She was courageous, strong as hell, fiery, and well put together. Who wouldn’t fall in love with her? 

You didn’t feel envious or jealous of her. Not in any angry or resentful way. 

But sometimes you did wish it was your waist that Fred had his arms wrapped around at the Yule Ball. That it’d be you would get a kiss pecked on your cheek before Fred left the room. You who would give him good-luck-kisses before he’d walk on the field first. That it’d your head resting on his shoulder, asleep on his body. That it’d be your fingers intertwined with his during weekend trips to Hogsmeade or even down the hallways of the castle.

You wished that it’d be you. It’d be you.

It made you sick sometimes. But, Fred moved on. You should too.

And you did, you found eyes for others. Desperately trying to find someone who wasn’t him. You were able to get a few successful relationships, at least for a little while. They never lasted very long. 

Later on you found out Fred and Angelina had split. You decided not to pry, but it was mostly likely because of Fred and George abandoning Hogwarts and making a grand exit out of school in year six.

Throughout the years, you kept in touch. Somewhat. Occasionally you both would send owls to each other. Little notes and sometimes Fred and George would send a small gift, usually sweets.

On even rarer occasions you’d pop up to their store.

He’d always let you leave with a free product of your choosing or his persuasion, always trying to lure you into getting something by saying things like:

“This ones a top seller.”

“Customer favorite!’

“This can come in handy when you least expect it.”

You always tried to have a comeback, a refusal to his words, yet he’d always have one in response.

“Hey, you might need it one day!” 

“I’ll need to have a nosebleed one day?” You raised your eyebrows, an amused look on your face as you stared at the nougat in your hand.

“Get out of boring meetings.” He shrugged.

Though you always refuted and attempted to pay. Shoving galleons in his pocket when he wasn’t looking, yet every time you left the money somehow made it back in your purse. You forgot how damn good he was at charms.

Though it would be long periods of time, months, years, since you’d seen each other face to face. There was no tension, no awkward air between you. You both talked and joked the same way you did when you saw each other everyday at Hogwarts.

School honestly felt like a past life every time you saw him.

Now you were back at that castle. Leaning against a fallen over wall with him in the now destroyed courtyard, both a bit bruised and exhausted. Trying to get a moment of relaxation after a long few days of preparing and protecting the castle while fighting other dark wizards.

Everything felt sickening. You stared around the area around you. No longer covered in green grass and healthy plants in pots. Now full of smashed pillars, torn and burnt bushes, cracked concrete.

“You alright?” Fred's voice broke you out of your thoughts.

“Yeah, just thinking.”

“Me too.” He nudged your elbow playfully, of course, in the middle of a battle he could still try and joke through it.

“This was the last place we spoke, before you flew out of here.” You fiddled with the hem of your shirt, trying not to show your hurt due to the memory.

“You’re sure about this? You’re both gonna really go through with it? Leaving?“ You said, pulling your knees up to your chest as you sat together on the cold bench.

“Yeah, tomorrow. You sound disappointed.”

“I’m just worried.” You sighed.

“About?”

“You leaving here and things accidentally going wrong.” You fiddled with your tie.

“Nothings gonna go wrong. We’ve got more than enough to set up our shop, we already have a place claimed for it.” He sounded slightly defensive.

“I just don’t want you to end up regretting this.” You gave him a sympathetic look, he gave you an offended one.

“We’ve been saving up for years. Every bit of money I’ve gotten has gone directly into this. This is all I’ve wanted for years. I’m going to have it and I’m going to be happy with it.” His tone got a bit harsh. “I don’t need some rubbish certificate to get to where I want to be.”

“I know, I know.” You brought your legs down, feet touching the grass. “I’m really gonna miss you.” Your mouth was moving faster than your brain, you didn’t mean to say that out loud.

“I’m really gonna miss you too.” He looked over at you, putting a hand over yours, fingers wrapping around your hand for comfort. You weren’t if he was doing it for his or your comfort. “I’ll send you letters and I’ll tell you all about the process, alright? I’m not gonna become a ghost to you.” He squeezed, you both smiled at the ground.

Before you went back to your dorms, he pulled you into a tight hug.

“You be good, Weasley. Don’t be stupid.” You let out a weak laugh.

“It’s my brand.” He said as he pulled away. “You be smart.” 

“Yeah. It’s been so long.” He leaned his head back against the wall. “I think getting out of here was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made.” You tried to ignore how that sentence felt like a stab in the gut, so desperately wanting to ask; Was leaving me here a good decision?

“Did you ever miss it here?” You looked over at him, 

“A little bit. I missed the people. I missed you.” Fred felt a bit shy saying that, yet you were in the middle of chaos, anything could happen to either of you. Better to get the truth out now than never. “Sometimes I think about what would’ve happened if I stayed.”

“The same outcome most likely, you’d just have to wait another year. But, I would’ve left early if I could’ve as well.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, sixth year was hell. Especially with Umbridge running the place for that moment.” You looked at the back of your hand, still able to see the faded letters from her punishments scarred in.

Fred put his hand over yours, this time your fingers intertwined with each other rather than wrapping around both your palms. With his other hand, he pulled something out of his coat pocket.

“Um, I want you to have this.” He cleared his throat as he handed you a folded piece of paper. You took it hesitantly, fingers brushing over his, you began to open it but he stopped you. “Don’t. Open it afterwards, all of…this. It’s in case anything happens to me.”

He couldn’t ignore the way your face faltered.

“It’s just for if this will be our last time together.”

“Fred…” Your voice was solemn, almost sounding disappointed. “Come on, don’t talk like that.” Your thumbs fiddling with the paper.

“I just don't have a good feeling about this.” He murmured.

“I don’t think anybody does.” You let out a terribly weak scoff. “We’re in the middle of a literal fucking war, Fred.” You looked around, raised your arms and let them fall to your sides.

“Yeah. But you know what I mean.” He breathed in. You did know what he meant, but you wouldn’t let him know that either.

“Fine. I hope you know you’ll be getting this back though.” You pointed the letter at him, letting out a breathy laugh through your nose and you put the note in your pocket. You both whipped

your heads up once you heard the bells, the secret warning sign everyone agreed on. The one that told you to get to your spots.

As the both of you stood and Fred turned away, you grabbed him onto his hand and pulled him into a hug.

“You be good Weasley.” You spoke softly, hoping that he couldn’t hear the wavering in it and your voice was slightly muffled due to burying your face in his chest. 

It felt different compared to any other embrace you ever had. Those few seconds felt so long, and in those seconds, even in the midst of a battle, you felt the safest you’ve ever been.

“You be safe.” He said sweetly, pressing a kiss onto the top of your head before pulling away. 

You gave him a smile, trying not to wince at how you accidentally broke open the cut on your lip that you sustained earlier. His mouth opened a tiny bit to say something else, instead he closed it, smiling and nodding at you back.

You both left the open area, returning to your spots and both trying to ignore the dread that filled your stomachs.

By the time the sky was pitch black and littered with stars, thats when you heard the explosion, just feet away from you. The force was enough to cause you to stumble but still stay on your feet.

Immediately a long and dark haired man shoved past you, running away as you saw a lanky and tall boy following suit.

Percy?

Percy was already chasing after Rookwood by the time most of the smoke and debris had cleared from the air. Words you’d never expected to come out that proper boys mouth were being shouted.

You turned to the spot behind you that had been blown up, bits of stone and cement shattered everywhere, piles on it. You felt your heart stop as you saw a familiar pair of legs laying over one of the piles.

Running over and your feet coming to a screeching halt as you stood over Freds body, the movement of his chest gave you a tiny bit of relief, but the small bits of blood seeping out the side of his mouth took it all away. 

You dropped to your knees, sweeping the dirt and stone off his chest. His eyes fluttered open and he looked at you, brows faintly knit together as he tried to lift up his head, failing.

He rasped out your name, you gave him a pained smile. 

“Hey. Hey, it’s okay.” You shushed him, he coughed a bit. “It’s alright, I’ll get you help okay? You’re gonna be fine.” You tried your best to blink away the glaze forming in your eyes.

As you wiped the blood off his mouth he brought up a weak, bloodied hand from the rubble. Pulling out the note from your front pocket and pushing it into your chest.

“No, no. You’re getting this back. Nothings gonna happen to you, you’re getting this back.” You tried to convince him, yourself too.

Though he couldn't get any clear words out, his voice was soft, and he smiled. He grabbed your other hand and placed it over the note, you held onto it. His breaths became more raspy and his face went pale. You knew what was happening and you didn’t want to.

That bad feeling Fred had about all this, it was happening. You couldn’t stop it.

“No, no, no.” You whispered hoarsely, “Don’t you dare fucking do this to me.” You sobbed as you continued to wipe the dirt off his face, he just smiled at you with red stained teeth, wiping a tear from your cheek with a weak hand.

A broken plea left your throat.

You could feel his soul begin to drift away from you at that moment. You couldn’t do anything about it. You stroked his face and watched the spark from his eyes go dull, the raspy breaths came to a stop and so did his entire body. He was gone. It was all over.

The letter Fred gave wasn’t opened for a while after that evening in May. It laid on the top of your dresser for months, collecting dust, untouched and taunting you.

Your name written nicely on the top of it, next to the smears of his blood from his hands made it feel like every time you stared at it, you were staring into the burning sun. 

Around the time the leaves outside began to change color, falling from the trees, and a cold wind hit you every time you went outside. That’s when you made your decision to finally open it.

As you sat on your bed, holding the folded parchment in your hands, still absolutely not prepared in any way to open what's in your hands. Yet you unfolded it, a long neatly written letter in front of your eyes, the first word being your name. The first sentence eliciting a sad laugh out of you.

I hope you aren’t pissed at me for dying, I was trying my best not to today. Or that day, I don’t expect you to open this for a while. I know you well. I hope you’re doing well. And I just hope you don’t hold a grudge against me for that, or this letter.

I’m a proper asshole for telling you this now that I’m not here. I’m not sure if you have someone or are seeing someone currently, if you are this would make it worse.

Anyways, the whole reason I’m writing you this is because you were what I wanted for so long, for years. I know you didn’t have much interest in me in the first place. That’s why I never told you, I didn’t want to know what would happen if you had to reject me. I don’t know what I’d do if you did.

I tried my best to move on, I tried my best to shove those feelings away. I never could. I saw you go onto being with other people. I knew I had no chance. Every time I’ve sent you a letter, every time you showed up at the shop, I had to refrain from spilling this secret to you. My silly secret that I’ve kept locked since school.

Now that things turned out strange, and not as good as we hoped in some ways. I just needed you to know this. That I loved you. I love you.

I know I’ve sprung a lot on you. I do apologize. I didn’t want any of this to happen. I’m sorry for everything that happened. I’m hoping you weren’t there when I went. And if you did, I’m sorry again. But hey, at least I’ll be happy knowing one of my last moments was spent with you. Maybe I'll be more accepting of death because of that.

I went knowing I loved you. I went out happily. 

                             Forever Fred.

Your hands began to shake a bit without you even realizing, causing the paper to crumple under your fingers.

You could’ve had what you wanted for so long. That yearning to be with him could’ve ended so long ago if you had just bucked up the courage to tell him. If you didn’t assume he was the one with a disinterest in you.

Now, you’ll be searching for his warmth in everyone that isn’t him once again.

tell me what you thought! <3

ty 🐍 anon for the request i luv u

[bri-licious08]

The Dare

⊹ ࣪ ˖Bakugou x Reader⊹ ࣪ ˖

⊹ ࣪ ˖A fic heavily inspired by the movie 'After' ⊹ ࣪ ˖

⊹ ࣪ ˖College AU, Aged up characters⊹ ࣪ ˖

CW: mentions of sex, alcohol consumption, heavy cussing language, and angst

Happy Reading!! \^>^/

You never could’ve imagined yourself in this position. In a happy relationship of going on a year with the infamous Katsuki Bakugou. Surprisingly it wasn’t all that rocky, of course, there was some head-butting and some arguments here and there, but other than that it’s a pretty healthy relationship. If one of you was in the wrong you’d apologize and make it up with gifts and words of positive affirmations and regret of your words and actions, the same goes with the other. Loving Katsuki was hard, yes.

He shows his love through actions and not words, it was something you hadn’t wanted in a relationship but settled for because Katsuki’s way of showing his love was unique and hypnotizing. It gave you butterflies whenever he’d randomly take you on a romantic picnic or to the beach, to the ice cream shop a few blocks down from the campus, or to a quick lunch date with a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

He spoiled you like crazy even though you loved the gifts, receiving so many made you feel guilty, almost like a gold digger, but of course, he convinced you otherwise. That he did it because that’s his way of showing how he cares for you. And of course, he did, if he didn’t why would he waste so many months with you? 11 months and 2 weeks to be exact. So he had to love you, right?  Yes, of course. There was no doubt in your mind that he didn’t. Until the day of Mina’s birthday party that not only ruined her special day but ruined your heart…

* * *

Awaking from your slumber by your handsome boyfriend peppering your face with kisses, you let out an airy giggle. Half awake and half asleep you shove his face away from you, but him being the brute he is, leans away from your hand only to climb on top of you and smother you more, peppering kisses on your face, neck, and shoulders. You groaned as you turned your body to look at him the best you could, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you made eye contact with those gorgeous ruby eyes.

He smiled slightly as he brought his face closer to you, rubbing his nose against yours as his eyes closed, humming contently as you reciprocated his actions, your arms slowly wrapping around his shoulders loosely. When you opened your eyes you looked into those red rubies once again, as he slowly leaned in for a soft and sweet kiss. You both hummed contently before you quickly backed away from him, pretending to gag.

“What? Did I bite you?” He asked puzzled.

“Nope, just your morning breath almost made me puke” You snickered behind your hands covering your mouth.

 Bakugou narrowed his eyes as his mouth thinned into a scowl. Quickly he grabbed a pillow and hit you with it, chuckling in revenge. You giggled as you slapped his arm and he laughed. You pulled him close to you as your foreheads touched. Your eyes locked onto his and vice versa. 

“I love you,”

“Yeah?

“Yeah,” You smiled at him as he nuzzled your cheek with his before returning back to laying his forehead against yours.

“I do too, a lot ya hear.”

You giggled before responding, “Yeah, I hear. Nothing in this world can make me stop loving you.”

“Yeah? Nothing?”

“Nothing,” You smiled lovingly before leaning up slightly to kiss him sweetly and lovingly. 

"Soo does that put me at the top of your "What I love most' list?"

"I wouldn't go that far-"

"You ass!" You playfully hit him with the closest pillow you could find.

"Ah! I was kidding, god damn," He chuckled.

"So?"

"So??"

"Ugh, so what is it that you love most in this world?"

"Hmm, dunno,"He responded as he got off of you and plopped down besides you.

"You don't know?!"

"Nope, but what I do know is that if you don't get your sweet, beautiful ass out of bed we'll be late for our lectures," Katuski said as he scooped you up into a cuddle causing you to giggle.

The rest of the morning led to a morning of passionate and sweet sex. After that, you both got ready for your morning lectures. 

“Hurry up princess or I’m leaving your fine ass!” He shouted from outside your bathroom door.

“I’m sorry but you just happened to make our oatmeal with milk and you know I’m lactose Katsuki!” (If you’re not lactose then ignore this and change it with something else idc)

“It’s not my fault you keep buying non-lactose-intolerant milk!” He argued.

“Oh yeah? Well, It’s not my fault you keep giving me shit for not having the right milk you like!”

“Well, no one said you had-JUST GET YOUR ASS OUT! We’re going to be late!”

“Okay!”

After a short while later you both ended up parked in the campus’s parking lot. Exiting Bakugo’s Black Chevy Camaro, you both were greeted by his friends who later on became your friends. You all walked into the campus and were greeted by your friends consisting of Izuku Midoriya, Shoto Todoroki, Tenya Iida, Ochako Ururaka, Tsuyu Asui, and yourself. Bakugou’s friends consisted of Mina Ashido, Kirishima Eijiro, Kyoka Jirou, Denki Kaminari, Sero Hanta, Bakugou Katsuki, and an exchange student named Lila Fugioka. 

You didn’t really like Lila much. Throughout the months of knowing her, you realized that a lot of her stories of her amazingly awesome life didn’t add up but everyone was just fascinated by her, so who were you to be the only hater in the club? When Katsuki and you started dating, your friend group sort of mixed up and brought new friends into the group from your individual lectures and such. Anyways, you walked with your boyfriend to your English lecture as your friends divided off, Mina and Kirishima following you both as you all have the same class, and the others went to their own classes with or without others. 

“What do you think we’re doing today?” Mina asked.

“I don’t know but whatever it is, I hope it's easy. I stayed up till 1 in the morning doing my history essay. So not manly. I’m just glad it’s Friday.”

“Me too! Oh! Almost forgot! You bitches better be free tonight because yours truly is having her birthday party early!” Mina sang as she did a little happy dance walking into the lecture hall.

“What?! Since when? I thought your birthday party was this Saturday!” You asked.

“Well yes but my parents are throwing me a family birthday for my 21st and I heard they were getting me a new car! So of course I just have to go! So I moved my college party to today!” 

“Well sucks for you, cuz I ain’t goin' nowhere.”

“Yes you are, it’s our friend's birthday and we’re going to celebrate with her Kats,” You said as you shook his arm that you were holding onto.

“Yeah, man! Wouldn’t be very manly of you to not show up to your friend's birthday party!” Kirishima said as he took a seat at a desk, the rest of you following as you and Mina sat between Kirishima and Bakugou.

The boys held their ladies’ backpacks along with their own and Bakugou set yours on the chair next to him and his on the floor. He knows that you’d like to keep it clean since he bought you an expensive one, the one you had had your eye on and he saw you like an Instagram post on it. 

“I guess if the lady wants to go,” Bakugou grumbled annoyed as he slouched in his seat. 

You noticed and then held his hand as you gave it a reassuring squeeze along with a kind smile that always seemed to take his breath away. He gave you a small smile before turning to look at the professor who announced their presence. 

Throughout the day you couldn’t wait for your final lecture before you got to go to your apartment and get ready for Mina’s party. The second the bell rang you jumped out of your seat rushing out to your boyfriend's car. In all his hot glory he leaned against the passenger seat door while on his phone as he waited for you.

Of course, you noticed a small group of girls eyeing him while walking by him. You don’t blame them of course, not when he’s wearing a white tee, tan cargo pants, black vans, and his black leather jacket. His black Camaro just tops it off with ultimate hotness. Once you stopped oggling your boyfriend you rushed to him. Finally, he noticed you and he was quick to put his phone away as he opened his arms for you to rush into.

Once you got to him you hugged him tight and with the speed you walked, you spun him a bit, causing him to lift you off the ground and twirl you as you hugged him. He set you down but not without grabbing both sides of your face and smashing his lips against yours. You happily reciprocated the kiss and when you both pulled away he opened the car door for you, took your backpack and closed the door after you got in. He then threw your backpack in the back seat along with his once he got in himself and drove you both to your apartment.

 After arriving at your apartment he just dropped you off so he could go to his to change as well. Leaving you with a sweet kiss and telling you he’ll see you at the party since you were going to go with Ochako, your next-door neighbor, and took off.

 After getting ready and putting on a cute but sexy dress with glossy heels and your outstanding makeup with your gorgeous jewelry, you knocked on Ochako’s door to let her know you were good to go, and luckily so was she. You both took her car since she doesn’t drink as much as you would and she offered to be the DD. (Designated driver)

Once you arrived at the Frat house Mina rented out from some jocks Kirishima knew, you could already hear the loud music. You and Ochako were early, having shown up at 5:30 to help Mina with decorations, you were surprised to see your other friends already there helping and dancing to the music. You all decorated until there was nothing left to decorate and soon the clock struck 7:00. A ton of people started to show up and the party began.

The night was going well. You danced with your friends, and boyfriend, played games, drank, ate, all was going great until she showed up. For some unknown reason, Lila always had it out for you and was always all up on Katsuki. She tried to joke and touch up on him any way she could. You were so bothered by it but he never showed too much interest in her actions, so you decided not to dwell on it, since he didn’t seem to care much about her. You didn’t want to start an argument for no reason.

So when she showed up and she was of course rubbing her ass on your boyfriend's crotch, you were fuming. Who wouldn’t be? She’s openly grinding on your man. When you were about to storm over Mina grabbed you drunkenly to dance with her and you did. After a few more minutes of dancing the crowd began to die down, having been 1 in the morning on a Friday it was surprising, but Mina ensured that she wanted the party over at Midnight because she wanted to hang out with just the friend group after the party. 

Once the last few unwanted guests left, the real party began. You all were playing sexual games as body shots were the group's favorite. You drank two shots from between Mina’s boobs and everyone cheered for you as Mina grabbed you and hugged you tight, laughing hysterically. Denki took body shots from Todoroki which everyone was lowkey jealous of, and of course, Lila took body shots with your boyfriend.

After the body shot game was over a new game was called for. Truth or Dare, Spin the Bottle version. Some juicy secrets were spilled and spicy dares were called, which had Denki and Jirou, Mina and Kirishia, Todoroki, and Momo, and lastly, Izuku and Ochako hooking up in some room or bathroom of the frat house before they came back to the group. Finally, the bottle landed on you. 

“Oh, it’s Y/n!” Mina shouted happily. 

“So Y/n, I dare you to tell us how many times you and Bakugou have done it.” She said excitedly. 

“Too easy Ash, too many to count. Come on guys, give me something hard to do.” You replied. 

“I’m sure Kacchan has something HARD for you to do later Y/n,”  Denki replied to your statement with a wink to you and a few eyebrow raises at both you and Katsuki.

“Shut up you knock off Pikachu looking ass! I’ll fucking kill you!” Bakugou replied.

“Oh my gosh, you guys she’s not kidding about too many times to count. I hear them go at it like almost every day, it’s almost like Bakugou just lives at Y/n’s place.” Ochako added in as she had one too many drinks, giggling to herself and she tumbled over into Midoriya’s chest, the said male wrapping his arms around her to hold the brunette in place.

“Oh really now? Do they both live together? Well isn’t that just sweet.” Lila added with an innocent but sly smile, you could see right through it. The fakeness in her tone. It caused an uneasiness within you. 

“Well kind of, lately Katuski has been staying at my place a few times-” You replied but were cut off by Kirishima.

“Sometimes?! It’s like every day! He never comes to our apartment anymore, he’s always spending the night at (nickname)’s place and only comes to our apartment if he forgets something important, like today! When he needed to get dressed for Ashido’s party.” 

“Aww, that’s so cute!” Momo gushed.

“So you guys are serious serious huh” Jirou asked, but more like confirmed.

“Well, they’ve only been together for what, a year now?” Tsuyuu added.

“No, not a year yet!” Ochako argued.

“It’s about to be a year right (nickname)?” Mina asked you.

��Yup! In two weeks, the big one year,” You replied happily as you smiled lovingly at Katsuki next to you, who smiled back at you.

“Well isn’t that just amazing! Time truly does fly by doesn’t it Katsuki? So fast that you forget some things, hmm?” Lila added with a coy smile.

“Y-Yeah, it flies by,” Katsuki replied with a stutter that surprised you a bit. You looked at Katsuki and back at Lila confused and a bit suspicious at her question.

What did she mean by that? Her question sort of sounded too personal, too targeted. 

“ Yup! Just flies right by you almost forget how long it’s been, being with the one you love, and close to payday isn’t that right Katsuki?” Lila added again with the same coy smile as she tilted her head innocently.

You could see your boyfriend visibly gulp and his hands gripped his pants tightly. His behavior was odd, he usually never acts like this.

“Kats, something wrong love?” You asked softly, concern written on your facial features. 

“Yeah Katsuki, is there something wrong? Maybe something you might want to say?” Lila continued, as she innocently tilted her head again.

“What? What is she talking about Katsu?” You asked puzzled and at this point, inwardly nervous. 

“What’s going on?” Denki whispered. 

“I don’t know” Sero responded as he took another shot.

“What is Lila talking about?” Momo whispered to Iida that always seems to know everyone's business to ensure everyone's safety.

“I have no clue as to what she could be referring to”.

“N-Nothing babe, I don’t know what that dumbass is on about again” Bakugou replied as he grabbed your hand and interlocked your fingers, playing with the promise ring he had bought you months ago when he realized just how much he really loved you and now sat prettily on your ring finger.

“Don’t you think this thing has gotten a little too far Katsuki?” Lila said in a more stern tone.

“Stop calling me that, that’s not my name to you!”

“What thing Kats?” You asked the blonde as you looked at him but all he did was stare at the ground before him.

“Well Y/n, something is going on, but it’s not what you think” Lila stated as she looked you dead in the eye which sent shivers down your spine.

You were definitely getting nervous now. What was going on? What was happening? What is she talking about and what does your boyfriend have to do with it?

“Lila shut up!” Bakugou said sternly as he gave her a nasty scowl.

 Lila only looked back at Katsuki at the sudden sternness he spoke to her with with wide eyes. Katsuki then scooted closer to you on the couch, holding onto your hand tighter than before as he made eye contact with you while he called your name to catch your attention away from Lila.

“Let’s get out of here. I’ll explain, I’ll explain everything I promise.” 

“Remember truth or dare,” Lila said with more volume in her voice catching everyone’s attention.

“That one time we all hung out for Denki’s Birthday Bash, ya know, before you and sweet ol’ Katsuki were dating,” Lila said, her smile no longer visible on her face.

“Lila don’t!” Katsuki shook his head as he eyed the brunette carefully. 

“Shit, I remember,” Denki whispered.

“Lila!” Sero stated sternly at the green-eyed brunette. 

“Lila, that's enough!” Kirishima butted in.

“What, what happened?” Momo whispered as she asked the friend group.

“I don’t know what they’re talking about,” Ochako replied.

“Didn’t we leave Kaminari’s party early, during Truth or Dare?” Tsuyuu whispered as she asked the Deku squad. 

Lila then pulled out her phone and showed Y/n her screen. A video had played and you could hear your voice that startled you as you began to watch it.

“I’m done playing this game,” You said as you were standing in front of Katsuki, tilting your head innocently at him as you turned around, grabbed your purse, and walked out, leaving Bakugou standing as some of the Deku squad seen leaving after you. 

“Ooh, Katsuki Bakugou’s first rejection,” Lila was heard teasing as the boys of the Baku squad were heard chuckling. 

“Ya really think I can’t fuckin’ make it happen?” Bakugou had said with a sly grin.

“Make what happen Bakugou?” Mina had asked somewhere out of view of the camera as it was solely on Bakugou.

“Here’s a dare, make her fall in love with me” Bakugou’s voice was heard saying. Katsuki had been nervously playing with your promise ring as his eyes shifted from you to the screen. 

“And then, I’ll just,” Bakugou snapped his fingers as he spoke.

“End it,” He said with a smirk.

“Really? You wouldn’t dare, messing with that poor girl's feelings like that, so not manly Bakubro” Kirishima said.

“Wowww how bold Kacchan!” Mina added.

“Nah, he couldn’t do that to a sweet strawberry-like Y/n L/n” 

“Without a price too? Just not like him” Sero snickered as he took another swig of whiskey.

“I got a price for you Kacchan. $100 dollars for every month that you’re in a relationship with her, be with her for a year, and you got yourself an easy 1,200 dollars, plus, I’ll finally agree to date you officially, no more secret screwing, how’s that sound?” Lila said behind the phone screen in the video.

“1,200 dollars and we officially date? Well, how can I say no to that?” Bakugou smirked as the video had come to an end. 

Katsuki had continued fidgeting with your promise ring nervously as he dared not to look at you. His heart rate accelerating as he eyed you from his peripheral. The room grew quiet as all eyes were on the both of you before someone spoke up.

“It was all a game Strawberry,” Lila had said with a fake pout.

Your expression had been unreadable to Katsuki which scared the crap outta him. Your silence only scared him more and he gained enough courage to finally call out to you, his voice sounding scared yet desperate for you to do anything.

“Y/n.” 

You couldn’t do anything but stare at the ground. You could feel ice running in your veins and a pit in your gut. Your heart was squeezing in your chest and suddenly it became difficult to breathe. 

“Y/n, baby,” Bakugou called out again, more desperately. 

With no answer or movement from you, he continued to call for you. 

“Y/n, baby, please, you have to believe me.” You still don’t look at him, just the now blurry floor as you try to maintain your breathing.

“Baby, that was before everything, before I got to know you.” Bakugou spouted desperately as he tried to reach that pretty head of yours that he was surely spinning. You finally moved but not to look at Bakugou but Mina.

“Is that true?” You asked, voice small and breaking.

Minas’ shocked eyes grew wide then began to tear up as her bottom lip quivered. She tilted her head slightly as her expression grew pained as she opened her mouth to answer you but before she got a word out you looked away and to your other friends.

“You all knew?..” You asked the rest of the Baku-Squad as they either turned their gazes away from you or turned to look in another direction ashamed.

You scoffed at their reactions and turned to your other group of friends and asked, “Did you all know?” Your voice breaking more with a quiver or your lips as fresh tears now spilled from your eyes.

“No, we didn’t,” Ochako spoke immediately.

“This is the first we’ve heard of it Y/n,” Ida said. 

Their eyes were full of sincerity yet pity and you hated it. 

“Y/n, believe me, if I knew I would have told you,” Momo said, her voice laced with pity and you hated it.

“Good thing we didn’t know, right? Keeping secrets was something we vowed to not keep with each other the day we officially announced ourselves as a friend group. Unless it saves you from burning friendships, for selfish reasons, right?” Todoroki spoke up aggressively. 

“Shoto,” Momo called.

“Todoroki?” Midoriya called confused at this new behavior. 

“Right?!” The dual-eyed and-haired male shouted at the Baku-Squad across the room as they all flinched at his shout.

“Oh, because everyone knew that if we found out we would have told Y/n. Like actual GOOD FRIENDS.” Todoroki’s voice grew louder.

“Shoto, please.” Momo stood up as she tried to get the dual quirk male to calm down. 

“We didn’t mean to,” Mina sobbed out, her arms hugging herself tightly.

“You didn’t mean to? Didn’t mean to what? Betray your friend? Hurt her? Look at her!” 

“Todoroki stop it!” Midoriya shouted.

“We didn’t mean for this to happen alright don’t yell at Mina! It wasn’t her fault!” Kirishima defended.

“So it was who’s fault for not telling Y/n? To allow her to find out like this? Do you not see how humiliating and heartbreaking this is to her?!” 

“I didn’t say that-” 

“We know! We didn’t mean for this to happen!” Kaminari cried.

“How could you sit by knowing this?!” Ochako shouted angrily.

“We honestly forgot, we were drunk!” Sero deffended.

“So you just so happened to forget when there’s a fucking video?!” Ochako cussed, surprising everyone in the room.

“Lila was the one who recorded it, we had no idea that we were being recorded in the first place!” Mina cried as Kirishima held her.

“Oh yeah, I’m sorry for shouting at the wrong people when that skank over there should be the one taking blame for all this,” Ochako shouted as she now directed her anger at the instigator.

“Me?! But I never-” Lila began before being interrupted.

“Oh please shut up with your victim act, no one buys it. It’s best you leave and never come near any of us again. And I swear if you do I’ll file a law suit on your father’s dying company, and you know I’ll win. Especially with the help of the Yaoyorozu family,” Todoroki threatened. 

Lila’s eyes widened with tears and her fists closed tightly. Her body began to shake before she let out an angry huff and stomped out of the home.  

Throughout the arguing that you missed because your ears had tuned it out, your breathing grew heavy and frantic as your palms began to grip your knees tightly. Your vision blurred from your tears and the only thing you heard was a broken voice of the man you loved. 

“Y/n.”

You sobbed but you finally turned your head to look at him. He was teary-eyed. For the first time ever, out of the three years you’ve known him, you finally saw the great Katsuki Bakugou teary-eyed, but this time, it only angered you.

You slowly got up from your seat which seemed to catch everyone’s attention as their arguing back and forth seized. You arose and Bakugou mimicked your action, again calling your name as you looked into those ruby eyes fresh with tears. You stepped around him, never breaking eye contact, his hand still holding yours, fingers still touching that promise ring that now felt like it was burning against your finger. 

“Y/n?” He called, confused.

You continued to step away before finally breaking eye contact with him as you raced for the front door. Bakugou raced after you, calling your name. You slammed the front door open as you walked out into the rain.

“Y/n wait! Y/n please!” Bakugou cried.

“So, what exactly was that bet?” You asked, tears mixing with raindrops on your skin. 

“Nothing!” Bakugou rebutted. 

“Nothing?! Nothing, the bet was nothing Bakugou? Nothing?!” You shouted over the heavy sound of the rain.

“Yes! It was nothing, it meant nothing to me anymore!” 

“None of it was real was it?”

“Y/n please, of course it was real!”

“You know I actually thought-” You started but hesitated finishing your statement.

“I thought that I-” Your tongue felt heavy, catching your words in your throat as Bakugou desperately awaited your words.

“You’re just a liar, a filthy fucking liar!” You shouted as you pushed at his chest causing him to step back. His face grew even more pained as his hands were quick to catch your arms in a tight hold as you pushed at him.

“Baby please, that was all before.” 

“Before what?” You sighed exhausted turning your head away from him momentarily.

“Before-”

“You snapped your fingers and ended it.” You interrupted him, causing him to turn his head as he scrunched his eyes closed before taking in a deep breathe and looking back at you again. 

“You once told me nothing would ever make you stop loving me!” 

“Well, then I guess we’re both liars.” You rebutted as you turned away from him and began walking onto the street in the pouring rain. 

“Y/n, please!” Bakugou shouted as he quickly followed you.

“You can waste your time with your words and following me around, but it won’t matter. We’re done!” 

Hearing that caused Bakugou to freeze in his steps. A small sobb left his mouth before he quickly rushed to your side again.

“Y/n please.” He called again to which you ignored, again.

“At least let me drive you home,” Bakugou pleaded. “It’s not safe, walking in the dark.”

You continued to ignore the blonde of course, sniffling while hugging your frame to somewhat protect yourself from the coldness of the rain. You had walked down these streets before, way before he came along. It’s not the best neighborhood but it’s not a bad one at all. The times you’ve walked you’ve never faced a problem, well, except for that one incident with your hotdog and a hungry Great Dane, but besides that no major issues.

You had told him that story once, under the moon's light while eating ice cream at the rooftop of your apartment complex when you were first dating… Thinking back on it made you wonder if he even cared to remember that story… You weren’t gonna ask him though, it wasn’t worth it, not anymore.

“Baby- Y- Y/n, it’s cold and raining, and you’re wearing a dress.” Bakugou tries to convince you again but you keep your eyes forward and your legs moving. No matter how fast you walked you just couldn’t shake him.

“Baby, please, you’ll get sick.” His voice broke while speaking.

You clenched your teeth so hard it made your jaw hurt and began to exert your headache. Bakugou finally stopped talking and slowed his pace from yours, but he still never stopped following you. After what felt like an eternity you reached your apartment complex. You didn’t look at him as you walked up the steps or entered the code to the building. Water streaked your face, from the rain or your tears, you couldn’t tell but it’s probably from both.

Bakugou hadn’t followed you inside the building, but you could fell his gaze on you as you walked up and slipped into the building. You had to force yourself so hard to not look back at the man you once loved dearly. You rushed up to yours and Mina’s shared apartment and lifted the pink welcome mat and grabbed the spare key. When you unlocked the door and made your way inside the first thing you heard was the sound of a loud clash outside your balcony door. You quickly locked the door and then rushed to the noise.

You opened the balcony door and the first thing you noticed was your potted plant lying smushed on the wet pavement. You dropped to your knees and sobbed as you picked up the broken pot pieces. It wasn’t till you picked the last piece that you finally noticed a figure standing under a tree a bit away from your balcony.

You’re room being on the third floor out of four luckily had the best view of the weeping willow tree, and under it stood the mighty Katsuki Bakugou, soaked to the bone. His shirt clung to his sculpted torso, and his blonde spiky locks were now plastered to his forehead, the ashy blonde color now almost looked dark brown due to the lack of light and dryness. His eyes had lifted along with his head up to meet your gaze. His face was stamped with anguish and longing. Even though concrete, metal, and a good dozen feet away had separated the both of you, you couldn’t help but feel a magnetic pull that almost convinced you to call out to him and ask him to come inside. To comfort you, warm you, and take all the pain he caused away.

Almost.

You forced yourself to get up, turn away, and walk back into your living room and out of the cold rain once again. Your soft heart catching your brain however nearly prevented that with the thoughts of, ‘Isn’t he cold? It’s dark and cold outside, he’ll get sick..or what if he gets hurt?’ 

He won’t. Bakugou Katsuki doesn’t get hurt, because he does the hurting. 

After making a hot fresh tea and a warm soothing bath you decided to head to bed. Although your eyes ached from crying, you just wanted to pretend that this night never happened. So you climbed into bed, resisting the urge to look outside your bedroom window to see if he was still there. It’d been a few hours already, it wasn’t like Bakugou would still be out there. Even if he was who were you to care, right.

* * *

“Miss L/n,” The sound of your professor causes your head to immediately jerk up to the sound of her voice. 

“Yes?” 

Before she speaks she hands you a long orange office envelope which you stared at confusedly.

“This is Mister Bakugou’s paper. While I read it, it was obvious to me that this paper was meant for you,” She said as she encouraged you to take it.

You looked between her and her hand holding the envelope before slowly taking it.

* * *

“What’s that?” Ochako asked referring to the orange office envelope.

“Hmm? Oh, it’s uhh, apparently it’s Bakugou’s essay.”

“Bakugou’s essay? And he gave it to you?”

“Oh no, no. Mrs. Ito, our Literature professor did. She said it seemed meant more for me than her sooo here we are.”

“Ah…So are you gonna read it?” 

“I-”

“Read what?” Todorki asked as he sat down beside you, Midoriya joining Ururaka.

“Bakugou wrote his essay for Y/n apparently. Mrs. Ito gave it to her to read.” Ochako answered for you.

“Huh, are you going to read it?” Todoroki asked.

“I- I’m not sure,” You replied as you looked down at your lap where the envelope was.

“Although it’s not my place, I think you should,” Midoriya spoke up.

“Izuku?”Ochako looked back at her boyfriend puzzled.

“I mean yes, what Kacchan did was horrible and disrespectful and humiliating and just not good, but, he really did care for you Y/n-chan,” Midoriya rambled.

“Look,” Ochako said catching all of you guys’ attention.

You all looked at where she was looking and there walked the Baku-squad, minus their leader. They were walking towards you guys who were sitting on a hillside of the campus. Ever since the incident, your friend group has been rocky. Neither group within the big group had spoken to the other. It came to a point you moved out of your apartment with Mina and into another on the other side of town still close to campus. Truth be told, you missed your other best friend. Maybe, it was time for change.

“Are they coming to sit with us?” Todorki asked you guys.

“You don’t think they’d dare, do you?” Ochacko asked him.

“I mean, have any of you guys talked to them?” She asked.

“No,” said the dual haired male.

“Izuku?” She asked.

“Just Kirishima, a few times but, nothing major. Not like we used to,” He answered.

And with his answer, it hurt your heart. What happened with you and, him, shouldn’t tear your friends apart. Not for you or anyone.

You raised your hand high and waved, calling them over. The Baku-squad stopped in their steps surprised, but obeyed. 

“Y/n?” Ochako called your name in a confused tone, frankly so was Todoroki and Midoriya.

“Why should our friendgroup be divided over something stupid. We’re adults, and most importantly we’re all best friends,” You said, smiling at your friends arriving. 

“Hey,” Kirishima greeted awkawrdly.

“Hey,” You greeted. Ochako,Midoriya, and Todoroki waved at them and vice versa.

“Guys c’mon. We’re all friends, great ones at that. There’s no reason to be acting like this with eachother anymore. We never should’ve in the first place,” You pleaded.

“She’s right,” Todoroki agreed as he stood up and went up to Kirishima as he stuck his hand out for a handshake.

Kirishima smiled brightly as he shook his hand and gave him a hug in return. The rest of you all followed suit and hugged the issues out. When you got to Mina you hesitated and she noticed. She frowned but it quickly went away as soon as you hugged her tightly. She then teared up and returned the hug. 

“Oh thank god we’re all friends again. Us being apart sucked a fat one,” Kaminari whined, causing you all to laugh. 

“It sure did Denks,” You laughed as you side-hugged Mina and Ochako joined you.

“Alright!” Sero sang. “Now why don’t we go celebrate this wholesome moment at Kyoshi’s Bar and Grill? I heard they added pizza,” Sero exclaimed.

“I’m down!” Kaminari agreed excitedly.

“Sure,” said the nonchalant Todoroki.

“Sounds fun! Ochako?” Midoriya looked at his girlfriend.

“Of course I’m in! Mina?”

“Me and Eiji are down! Y/n?”

“I’ll catch up with you guys later, there’s something I have to go do first. Save me a spot!” You said as you hurridly grabbed your back pack and the envelope and rushed away. 

“Where’s she goin?” Kirishima asked no one in particular as the group watched you run off. 

“I have an idea,” Ochako answered.

“Hey, where’s Kacchan?” Midoriya asked.

“I have an idea,” Kirishima responded as he wrapped his arm around Mina and began to lead her to walk on along with the group to go eat.

* * *

You panted as you ran to the spot where you and Bakugou shared your first kiss together. Immediately upon arriving memories of you both flooded your mind like a beautiful slideshow. You laid your backpack down on the dock but held the envelope firmly in your hand. You walked to the end of the dock and took in a deep breathe. The fresh smell of water and air flooded your senses giving you a sense of relief and liveliness. You then exhaled and sat down at the edge of the dock, your legs hanging as you brought the envelope towards yourself and began opening it. You took out the papers and began reading.

I’ve read hundreds of romance novels and mangas in my life. Most of them fantasized about love or how love was the center of the universe. That love conquers all, that it can heal any damage inside of us, that it is what we need to survive. I thought they were all fools. That love was something fictional, only found in worn pages of a storybook. But that has all changed since I met my love interest. My Y/n. I never thought I would find myself completely and utterly consumed by another until I met her. She took her small, delicate, hand, and with it, led me out of the darkness of which I consumed myself, and led me into the light. She showed me that whatever our souls are made of, hers and mine are the same. We were meant to be, to meet, to love. I’m sorry. I’m so very sorry. Please forgive me. You once asked me who I loved most in this world. It’s you. . .

As you finished reading you subconsciously let a tear fall from your eyes. You were so consumed in reading you didn’t notice the man sitting beside you. You looked up at the man and stared into his eyes, those beautiful ruby eyes, as he sat with his legs bent up on the deck and his arms resting at the tops of his knees. Looking back down at you with longing and love in his eyes. Those beautiful ruby eyes…

Hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! ~^v^~

[multifandomsish]

A/N: an au where Buckys a mechanic, requested by anon 🫶🏻

pls don’t hate me for how short this is but i wanted to get it out 😭

i wanted to leave this one kind of open and not a lot of detail! i feel like with how i decided to end this one, there’s definitely options for it to keep going if this is popular enough 👀

MY REQUESTS ARE OPEN!! please send me a request for any Marvel character! or vikings characters too! i’m open to just about any request!

TW: flirting, shyness, embarrassment, kissing.

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A warm summer day seemed like the perfect time to go for a drive, but that was proving to be a bad idea as your car rumbled angrily rolling into the parking lot of a small town mechanics shop an hour and a half from where you live. “This has to be just my luck..” you grumble to yourself as you step one foot at a time out of your car, pushing the door closed and walking around, heading towards the shop.

You definitely stood out here with your tight fitting gym leggings and sports bra top, your typical gym attire that felt normal to wear in a gym of strangers working out just like you. But now that you were the only person dressed like this, you felt a small bit of insecurity boiling in your stomach at the thought of eyes on you. If you hadn’t needed help with your car to get back home, you wouldn’t have even made the stop but you felt you had no choice but to have it quickly checked out.

All of the car bay doors are open but not a soul is in sight, the assumption passing through your mind that everyone may be in the office of the shop hidden behind darkly tinted windows. A bell jingles just above your head as you push the slightly heavy metal and glass door open, the smell of oil and something hitting your nose. It takes a quick sweep of your eyes to see there’s three men behind the long desk in the center of the room, another man standing in the doorway leading to the garage where they work. It seems as though your presence makes the atmosphere go quiet.

The man standing in the doorway to the garage catches your eye, almost makes your heart skip a beat at the sight of him. He has beautifully messy brown hair and striking blue eyes, gorgeously muscled arms that are crossed over his tight broad chest. You’ve never seen anyone like him and you really wish you could get a better look at the name patch on his black button down work shirt that’s completely opened, exposing a white tank underneath. The only letters on the patch you can see are a B and Y, your brain wracking for names.

As your brain is trying to piece together a name, you offer a quick and soft friendly smile to the men, clearing your throat gently. “Hi uh- I was.. I was having some issues with my car while on a drive and this was the closest shop I could get to. I was afraid it may breakdown, is there anyone that might be able to take a look at it?” You get out, shyness taking over your senses as your cheeks begin to feel warm, knowing they’re slowly beginning to glow red.

Out of the corner of your eye you can see the man in the doorway shift his weight on his feet as you maintain eye contact with the man right behind the desk. “Why of course ma’am, Buck, you mind going with her and seeing if we can’t help her out?” The man politely asks, clean blonde hair slicked back and just as piercing blue eyes as, who you assume is Buck, has. He’s the one to make a move, pushing himself off the doorway he’s leaned against and taking a step forward, unfolding his arms.

“Of course, not a problem.” Buck offers you a friendly smile as your eyes meet his and it feels as though your stomach does a thousand flips in just seconds. You already know with as awkward as you are, this may not end very well.

You follow behind Buck, just a few steps away, back out of the shop door and towards your car in the small parking lot. “So, what’s going on with it?” He speaks up, the sound of his deep warm voice making your bones tingle.

“I uh.. I was driving down the highway when it started to shake and it kind of smelt like something was burning. Then the check engine light came on the further I drove so I decided it was best to try and find a shop somewhere as close as I could.” You explain, unlocking your car and handing Bucky the keys. You watch as he gets in the driver seat, flipping the key in the ignition just enough to turn the dash on.

After the check engine light comes on, he gets out and motions for you to wait just a second before heading towards one of the open bay doors. He grabs a little handheld machine from what you presume is his area of work before heading back towards you to plug in this machine to your car in hopes it’ll tell him exactly what the check engine light is for.

As he’s waiting for the machine to load you have a second to watch his features and look him over, admiring the way the sun glistens off his skin and makes his hair shine too. You can see the peak of pale white skin under the sleeve of his work t shirt he’s wearing, a line where his tan starts and ends, making a smile form on your lips.

He glances up just seconds before the machine loads, to catch your eyes on him before you quickly look away in embarrassment, wondering if you’d just been caught being a creep. Though in Bucky’s mind, he’s dying to get a good look at you just as you have him.

“Hmm, this isn’t good..” Bucky says once he’s looked down at the handheld, reading what it’s telling him. “You’re having transmission problems.” He explains, glancing back up at you for a second. Your eyes widen then lower as you listen to him, nodding your head.

“That’s expensive isn’t it?” You ask with a soft laugh, pushing your stray hairs out of your face as you glance your car over. “Is it possible for me to make it home? I’m about an hour and a half away.” You ask, chewing on your bottom lip afraid of the answer.

Bucky makes a soft noise with your second question, eyes meeting yours and he shakes his head with a soft chuckle. “You might be lucky to make it another thirty to forty five minutes, but not the whole way home.” He says, unplugging the machine and standing up, eyes drifting down your body as you’re not paying attention to him.

“Let me go talk to my boss, Steve, and see if we can’t work something out to where we can fix your car and get you home for the night, okay?” Bucky offers, sensing a feeling of stress coming from you though it seems to ease with his offer.

“Oh you don’t have to do that! I wouldn’t expect for you to have to worry about getting me home, that’s sweet though, thank you.” You tell Bucky, a giddy smile on your lips at the thought of him going as far as to getting you home safe.

Bucky chuckles and he shakes his head, rough hand running through his hair as the two of you make your way back towards the shop. “Steve might actually write me up if I just let you be to figure it out yourself.” He grins, looking to you. “And anyways, helping a pretty girl like yourself is no weight on my shoulders.” He offers a playful wink that makes your cheeks heat again.

With the nerves that Buckys wink has sent through your body, you stumble over your own two feet stepping back into the shop, nearly face planting onto the stained tile flooring but a strong hand catches you from behind, pulling you into his broad body to bring you back into a standing position. Even more nerves run through you, but the good kind of nerves. The kind that make you yearn for the feeling again and again.

“Watch your step darlin, don’t need you takin a trip to the hospital too.” His breath fans across your ear but you steady your feet to take a step away from him to maybe calm the pounding of your heart in your chest, trying to feign a prideful smile.

“I’m okay, I got it.” You laugh, Bucky hesitating a second before he steps around you and towards the desk where Steve is watching the two of you intently, a knowing smirk on his lips.

Bucky leans half across the desk so there’s little space between him and Steve, keeping his voice fairly low. “Listen, her cars having transmission issues. It’s gonna need a decent fix and she’s an hour and a half from home, let me give her a ride and I’ll work on the car for the night.” Bucky whispers, watching the way Steve’s expression grows even more knowing.

Steve slightly glances around Bucky at you, standing there glancing around the shop waiting room like a lost duck. He gives a soft little laugh and he nods his head at Bucky. “Go ahead, just, hurry back. You do have work to do. No dilly dallying.” Steve says, raising his brows at Bucky and Bucky grins wide at his friend and boss. “You’re the fucking best, man.” He nods, patting Steve’s shoulder and turning around back to you with a smile.

“You okay with me giving you a lift? Of course as small as this town is, a taxi won’t come all the way out and take you back.” Bucky says and you shrug your shoulders. “Id really appreciate a ride back.” You nod, smiling at him and he pulls keys from his pocket.

“You can grab whatever you need from your car, we should be done with it in a day or two depending on everything wrong.” Bucky states and you head back to your car as he heads around the building to pull his old model Chevy around to the front. With your purse and gym bag from the trunk, you climb in the passenger seat of Buckys truck, him patiently waiting for you to settle and get buckled before pulling onto the highway and back towards your town.

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[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Yandere Tsumiki Mikan | Infectious AU

Requested by @theoneandonlyyuriaoo: Can you do any goodbye despair character x reader?

The world had turned on its head. An infectious parasite that devoured the brain and rotted the body. It drove the modern world to ruin; making populated cities become deserted wastelands filled by the infected. 

Of course like all crises in the world fortresses are made. Fortresses that everyone flocks to hoping to guarantee a life of structure safety and healthcare. Relying on the most talented and resourceful leaders to bring the structure the old world used to have. Including the promise of care by the world’s greatest nurse. 

“Nurse Tsumiki, we need to rewrap the bandages on patient #237!”

“C-c-coming! Oof–oh no the syringes!”

Tsumiki Mikan is the best nurse in the world or at least in the closest fortress you can get in. Said to be able to cure those in the final stages of the infectious parasite, she’s a clumsy but gifted nurse. When the fortresses do begin their ‘peaceful’ negotiations her residence is a heavy point of contention. Of course, anyone would want the woman who managed to make a cure working in their medical wing. 

She’s such a celebrity, that your fellow patients excitedly speak of her when she comes to check on them. Unfortunately, you’ve been sleeping every time she’s supposedly stopped by. Though you weren’t worried. A simple broken arm shouldn’t need the greatest medical mind’s attention, you had to be convinced by your party to even admit yourself into the medical ward. 

So it truly is a surprise when you wake to the nurse in the middle of the night holding an IV bag. It was easy to recognize her by the outline made by the small nightlight from the hall. What made you question if it was her, was the inhuman twitching and giggling she was doing. 

“O-Oh~! Y-y-you’re awake!”

You’ll protest the need for an IV bag—it’s just a broken arm. But she’ll determinedly protest it, the way she does when the emergency is dire. Abandoning her usual stutter she’ll go on to rant and rave about how this may be a doorway to something worse. 

“You have to listen to me, (Y/n)! You need to stay here in bed! With me!”

Despite you being an average survivor, you weren’t an idiot. Even with a minor background in anatomy and the way diseases are spread; you know most of what she’s saying isn’t true. Or at least not in your case. So you’ll explain and try to rationalize with her even as she settles herself on your bed.

“Look Mikan I appreciate your concern but it’s really not that bad!”

“Noo! Noo! You can’t!”

“Please stop crying. You’ll wake up the other patients.”

She’ll keep whining and protesting her mute point; all the while scooching up on your bed. As if trying to get as close as possible. It isn’t until you say the most off-limits thing in the history of your conversation with her. 

“You know what, I’m just going to check out and I’ll go back if I find anything–”

“NO!”

She immediately hops up on your lap, trapping your free hand and legs underneath hers. That was the least of your concerns as she held your face in her hands.  Rubbing a thumb obsessively on your cheeks, she practically rubs her nose against your own. 

“No no no no no you can’t leave (Y/n)! You need to stay with me forever forever forever forever!”

You couldn’t really stop her as she practically devoured your mouth in some wild form of a kiss. There was biting, sucking, and something viscous shoved down your throat. As your vision blurred and your cognitive control slipped from you; you could hear the door open and the silhouette of a more familiar nurse who refused to look at you. 

“Miss Tsumiki…your orders?”

The nurse’s giggling turned into a full-blown cackle clutching your head into her chest. The nurse said nothing as she proceeded to play with your cheeks while she continued to maniacally laugh.

“It’s just as I feared~! (Y/n)’s condition has worsened we need to quarantine them in my private ward!”

“Yes, Miss Tsumiki.”

Better her than the infection right?

[johnkahner]

Hi! I saw your post requesting asks about MK asks and I have no idea why I'm so obsessed with characters from a game I've never played but here we are.

Can I request a fem!reader x MK1 Smoke where reader saves Smoke during the battle at the end on the pyramid and they fight side by side until the end where they finally confess their feelings and it ends with fluff? I just wanna see Tomas happy. Thanks in advance!

AN: Hello! I hope this is to your liking! I love Smoke, and I hope I was able to write his character correctly. This was super fun to write. This wasn't proof read.

Notes: Female Reader and Fluff

Before Armageddon began you and Smoke were talking about the fights to be had. His face is full of concern and his voice of sincerity. He calls your name “I think you should stay back, and let the others and I deal with this.” You look slightly disappointed. You want to protect him and your friends. Though you won’t complain that he is worried about your safety during this fight that could destroy your home.

“Don’t worry Tomas. I don’t want you to worry too much. Just focus on what’s about to happen.”

The two exchange smiles. Then the fight began.You keep distance from him. Fighting when necessary. You want to stay somewhat close to Tomas in case he gets into major trouble. You want him to stay safe. Not just because he is your closest friend, but because he is the one that you want to give your heart to.

───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────

The battle against the Titan Deadly Alliance is happening now. Smoke fought many battles to get to this moment. Seeing variants of friends, foes, and some being hybrids of the two. He wants to finish this final fight. He hopes you are safe. With Armageddon happening now he just wants to protect you. When he is dodging attacks from the two sorcerers he makes a mistake. He stumbles. Almost face first.

Smoke notices that someone has appeared in front of him. He sees you. He’s shocked that you are trying to fight both Shang Tsung and Quan Chi to help him out. He decides that now isn’t to scold you for almost getting injured in this fight.

───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────

The two of you work together to defeat them. After the battle you two stand side by side. He looks at you with a worried expression. “That was extremely dangerous,” he says your name, “I had things handled.”

Shuffling your feet. “I just didn’t want to see you hurt. It makes me sad just thinking about it…”

“I can say the same about you. Honestly I’ve been wanting to say this for a while now, but I wasn’t sure how to exactly tell you this.”

You look each other in the eyes. Your ears turn a shade of red, while his cheeks are dusted with a pink color. The moment is peaceful. Though the exact location may not be exactly what others would count as ‘romantic’.

“I like you. I think about you more than I think I should. During my training sessions I think of ways I can just impress you.” He confesses his true feelings for you. You smile at him gently resting your hands on his face. You lean in and press your lips to his for a simple and light kiss. Then move to whisper in his ear “Want to go to Madam Bo’s after this?”

[wordsaresimple-imnot]

Truth or dare - Joe Toye x F!Reader

Summary: Could taking Toye's cigarette from his mouth on a dare be the push Reader and him need to cut the recent tension in their friendship?

Warnings: Cursing, heavy make-up, suggestive ending. 1st person POV (female, no use of y/n).

A/N: I have the biggest respect for the real life heroes of WWII (and all other wars, past & current), this work & all other works is based on the actor(s) and character(s) portrayed in the Band of Brothers series.

A/N pt 2: This is the second fic I've posted today and I'm really hoping it's good. The ending leaves room for a possible smut part 2 if anyone is interesting. Comments, likes, reblogs mean everything to me. Thank you & enjoy!

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"What's so funny?" I ask as I sit down at the nurses table in the mess hall. I got there just in time to grab the last bits of lunch options before my shift starts.

"We are playing 'truth or dare' and Emily just had to answer who she'd rather kiss: Tab or Luz." Betty told me between giggles.

"Well? Who'd you pick?" I shoot Emily a smirk, already knowing her answer as we've been the only ones in our group that came from Toccoa and therefore the closest.

"Tab." Her face gets redder, as if that was possible, then she gets a mischievous look in her eye. "Your turn. Truth or dare?"

"Dare." I know she knows too much dirt on me to let her ask a question. But judging by the smile spreading on her face, I'm not sure I chose correctly.

"Go get that cigarette Toye is smoking." Her smile widens as the girls within earshot say 'oh' and some whistle.

Joe Toye is not someone that most of the nurses like dealing with. Not that he's rude or inappropriate, he just intimidates them. Not as bad as Spiers, but they put him right up there. From an outsiders point of view I can understand, he's not overly friendly like most of the guys in Easy you have to work a little to weasel past the hard exterior.

For myself, all I had to do was shoot Tab down for the billionth time back in Georgia as I was wrapping up his ankle that he twisted on yet another Currahee run. Don't get me wrong, I like Tab but not in that way and the quicker I could make him understand that the sooner we could just enjoy being friends.

Right when I was finishing up with his wrap, he started to say another pick-up line and being at my wits end I snapped a little. Grabbing his ankle I put enough pressure on it that made him stop talking and sit up straighter.

"Tab, if you come onto me one more time I will break your ankle. Do you understand me?" I kept my voice low and hard, maintaining direct eye contact so he knew I wasn't playing. With a small gulp, he nodded his head and I put on my most charming smile. "Wonderful, now take it easy with that ankle. If Sobel gives you a hard time about it, let me know and I'll put in a word with my supervisor to find a reason to annoy him."

With a final nod, I got him off the bed and started to help him to the door when a hand pushed me to the side and took my spot next to Tab. My protest died on my lips as I came face to face with Toye.

"I can take him from here, ma'am, thanks." He threw Tab's arm over his shoulder and started moving to the door. Two steps later he looked over his shoulder back at me with a small smirk on his face and said, "Remind me to not piss you off when you're fixing me up." Without waiting for a reply, he turned back around and kept himself and Tab moving.

From that day forward a friendship of sorts grew and since landing in Europe and dealing with the horrors of the war in our faces everyday, we'd grown even closer. The past few weeks things are taken a turn to being more flirty with beginning stages of intimacy. Jokes whispered in each others ears just so we can be closer than normal, fingers touching when handing each other items, lingering hugs, forehead and cheek kisses. It was all adding up and creating a tension neither of us seemed ready yet to break but didn't want to dispel either.

Emily's foot nudging mine under the table breaks me from my memories and makes me send her a glare. She's fully aware of the gray area Toye and I are in at the moment and seems to be all too happy to add fuel to that fire. I give a loud sigh and look around till I find him sitting a few rows to our left, sitting with Guarnere and Buck. Inwardly I groan, those two are never going to let me live this down.

With a final glare in her direction, I stand up and make my way over towards the guys. I can feel all of the girls eyes on my back which does nothing in helping me stay calm.

All three of them see me at the same time and smile in greeting.

"Hey doll, how's it going?" Buck asks as I sit across from him, next to Toye.

"About to go on shift, thought I'd say a quick hi and get a smoke." I shrug, trying to sound nonchalant.

"Here ya go." Bill tosses his pack my way from next to Buck.

"Thanks, but uh, I think I'll take this one." Before I can over think it, I pluck the cigarette resting between Toye's lips and take a long drag. I blow the smoke right in his face, hoping it'll hide how red my face is and stand up quickly. "Always a pleasure."

I practically jog to the nurses table, ignoring the laughs and 'good jobs' as I grab Emily by the arm and force her to leave the mess hall with me. I don't let go of her until we are nearly at the medic station. With a final puff I toss my stolen cigarette into the road and turn to face my friend that hasn't stopped beaming at me since I grabbed her.

"What?!" I sound almost frantic.

"Oh calm down, it's not the end of the world. It was just a cigarette."

"How do I even begin to explain what that was?" I put my hands on my hips.

Emily shrugs and flicks some invisible dust off her shoulder, "Just tell him that it was dare. But honestly, I don't think he really cares why you did it. The way he was looking at you as we left was more than mild interest. You're welcome." She pats my cheek and goes into the medic station, leaving me with no choice but to groan and follow her.

It doesn't take long for me to push the earlier experience from my mind and become overwhelmed with current and new patients in need of varying medical attention. Most are stable and just need an easy wrapping or cleaning up. There's a few that have been with us for a little while that still need monitoring but they're in relatively good spirits so it helps make the shift not too depression.

It's fully dark outside when I finally am able to step away and take a breather. With a signal to Emily letting her know I'll be around back, I slip out quietly and lean against the backwall of the building. I can't be alone more than a few minutes when I hear footsteps heading my way. I just want to be alone. But my annoyance goes away when I see who it is.

Neither of us speaks as he stops right in front of me and tucks a lose piece of hair behind my ear.

"You okay?" His words are soft and light, barely above a whisper as if he's afraid anything louder would break the small bit of peace we've managed to get in this hidden area. All I do is nod, not wanting to elaborate on the different faces and wounds I've been dealing with the past hours. His response is to pull me in his arms and spin us around so that his back is against the wall and I'm leaning against him.

We stay like that for a bit, listening to the noises on the street and each other breathing. It's nearly enough to make me fall asleep when I feel his chest rumble and the question I've been dreading is asked.

"So what was that at lunch?" I groan into his chest before pushing back far enough to look at his face. Fuck Joe Toye for being beautiful and sexy at the same time when he allows himself to give a full smile, not just a smirk.

"The girls were playing truth or dare and that was my dare. Sorry." I shoot him a small smile and pray he just drops it. He gives a small hum as he takes in my words.

"Well then, truth or dare?" He leans more against the wall, waiting for my answer. I gape at him.

"You can't be serious." The intimidating Joe Toye is trying to play 'truth or dare' with me? What the fuck.

"I'm always seriously," Joe winks, "so, truth or dare?" The glint in his eyes tells me there is no safe choice.

"Dare." I'd rather do something stupid than be asked something I'd rather not answer right now.

The silence stretches between us almost to an unbearable point, making me start to fidget in his arms.

"Close your eyes." His words make me freeze and my face scrunches up in confusion.

"That's my dare?" I'm trying to figure out what the catch is, but I can't find one.

"Close. Your. Eyes." His voice leaves no room for argument and since it's not anything crazy all I can do is comply.

With my eyes closed I try to use my others senses to figure out what his next step is. At first all he does is stand up straighter, move one hand up my back and gently cups my cheek. Joe pulls me a little closer to him and then I can feel his breathe on my lips.

"I'm going to do something now and I only want you to respond if it's something you really want. If you don't, just push me away." I barely finish processing his words when his lips brush against mine softly, teasingly.

When I don't make a move to push him away, he gently pecks my lips still in a teasing manner. The next time his lips touch mine I grab onto his jacket to hold him there and kiss him back. At the feel of his tongue tracing my lips I open my mouth and let him have complete control.

We lose track of time staying wrapped up in each others arms, making out like teenagers. We break apart at the same time when we finally need air. I'm not sure what comes over me but I kiss along his cheek, making my way to his neck and begin nipping at his exposed flesh. The hand that had been on my check moves to my the back of my head, fisting my hair but not moving me away. His breathing is becoming more ragged and when a groan escapes his lips from a particular bite I leave I feel like I've died and gone to heaven. As my tongue works to sooth the sting, the hand that was on my back drops down and grabs my ass, pushing my hips against his, letting me feel his erection.

"Joe." His name comes out as a whimper mixed with a moan and that makes him grind against me again.

Just as we are about to kiss again, someone clears their throat and we freeze.

"Very sorry to interrupt, and believe me I am sorry, but I need help checking wounds and restocking the stations." Emily's voice is both amused and apologetic.

"Yeah, I'll be right there, Em." My voice comes out much too ragged but it's not like she doesn't know the reason at this point. I wait till her footsteps grow faint, before beginning to pull away from Joe. He's slow to let me go and only manages to move his hands back to my waist.

"I should be off in a few more hours...can I come find you after?"

"No need, I'll be waiting outside for you. I believe we have some things to finish." He pulls me flush against him, making his point perfectly clear. Before I can think of a cheeky response, he gives me a final, firm kiss and spins me around towards to way back inside the building.

I walk a few steps, then turn around and shoot him an innocent smile, "No touching before you find me, Toye. I have a few ideas on how to spice up 'truth or dare'." I laugh lightly to myself when all I can hear as I round the corner to the building entrance is Joe cursing.

[kit-kat-katie]

hi! i loved ur clove post! would you pls make another where the reader gets reaped instead of her?

the world against us

A/N: thank you so much for the request!! and I'm glad you enjoyed my Clove post. I really love writing for her, she's such a fun character to write for. I hope you enjoy this request! ❤️

TW: cannon-level violence and storylines, a bit of cannon is changed for the request, angst, reader has a previous injury, mentions of death

Pairing: Clove x GN! Reader

Summary: You're not in the best shape after a recent injury, so Clove offers to help you get back on your feet afterwards. She's there to support you during and after the Reaping, since you were chosen as a tribute for District 2.

“You need to work on your core strength, and your balance is off, too.” 

Clove stands over you as you sigh while sitting on the training mat. You rub the back of your right shoulder to alleviate some of the pain that aches all over your body.

“I’m working on it, Clove, it’s been a bit rough for me as of late.” You stand up after Clove offers you a hand up.

You were recovering from a recent injury from a training match with another potential tribute. You were supposed to be matched up by skill, but one of the top tributes was out sick for the week. Since you were among the oldest tributes, your mentors thought that you were an equal match for the other person.

They quickly discovered that you weren’t after a quick trip to a nearby hospital ward. It didn’t take you too long to recover, but you couldn't waste precious time before the Reaping. If you weren’t in prime shape and you were chosen, your death would be imminent and swift in the arena.

“C’mon, we should spar again.” Clove, a fellow tribute and the closest thing you have to a friend, was trying to help you get back on your feet.

You didn’t know if it was pity or because she actually cared for your safety. You were hoping it was the second one as you ready yourself for another sparring match with Clove. You know you’ll get your ass handed to you, but it would be worth it if Clove would help you out again and again.

~

“I’m still not ready.” You fix your hair in the mirror as Clove adjusts her outfit.

“You don’t have a choice, now do you?” She calmly walks over to you before placing a hand on your shoulder. “I heard that the mentors are looking at the most prominent tributes, so you should be fine.”

“Thanks,” You scoff before turning to her, “and what about you?”

“I can handle myself in an arena. It’s you that I’m worried about.” 

You turn to her as Clove’s hand falls off of your shoulder.

“You are?”

She blushes softly, looking away from you for a moment, before glancing back at you.

“So what if I am?”

“Then I’d be thankful to be on your mind so much.” You close the distance to press a kiss to her cheek before grabbing her hand and tugging her towards the door.

“Wait, give me a minute-” Clove playfully rolls her eyes as you drag her out of her bedroom. “I thought you weren’t ready for the Reaping.”

“Maybe I’ve changed my mind.” 

~

You stand, hand-in-hand, right next to Clove as the Reaping occurs. Your mentors tower over you on the stage as a Capitol citizen digs through one of the bowls of names.

You feel a bit of your stress unravel as Cato’s name is called. It was obvious that he would be a tribute - who wouldn’t choose him? The top potential tribute, one that had beaten the crap out of most others who were also training at the time. Clove seemed a bit nervous, and you knew that the two were close friends, so you offered her a reassuring squeeze with your hand.

She squeezes your hand back as the announcer heads over to the other bowl. You look over at Clove, and you see a rare smile appear on her face as they dig through the bowl.

You’re convinced that everything’s going to be okay. You’ll have time to recover from your injury, to train more, to hopefully age out of the tribute system in a peaceful manner-

-Then your name is called.

You don’t remember how you got up the stairs, if you were dragged by guards or if your feet moved while your mind drifted far, far away. You don’t remember the way people cheered as you and Cato helped hands with pretend smiles on your faces. You don’t remember the shock and surprise on every mentor’s face as you walked past them, one-by-one.

The only thing that you remember from that moment is the look of horror and heartbreak on Clove’s face as you two stare into each other’s souls.

~

You have to wipe your tears away as a guard comes in and announces that another visitor is here to see you. You had just seen your family, for what you would assume would be the last time. There was no way that you would survive - you still felt weak from your injury.

“Clove,” Her name falls from your lips as she nearly shoves the Capitol guard over to get to you, “I thought they-”

“I’m sorry.” A small tear falls down her face as she hugs you with a deadly grip. “I should’ve volunteered, I should’ve said something, but all I could do was think about why they would choose you.”

“Maybe the mentors want to be rid of me, once and for all.”

“No, don’t say that. You help the younger kids, the ones who just age into being a potential tribute. They need you to be there for them. I need you.”

You gasp at her sudden confession, and the surprise on her face tells you that it wasn’t planned on her end, either.

“You have so much to think about already, I shouldn’t have said anything to you-”

“That’s exactly what I needed to hear.” You take her hand in yours as she steps closer to you. “I need you too, more than you will ever know.”

“Come back to me, okay? I still need another person to spar against when I want an easy match.” She says before softly kissing your lips.

When you part, you smile at her before placing your free hand on her cheek.

“I’ll always be here for you, whether in body or in spirit.”

You embrace her once again before she’s dragged back into District 2. Maybe you’d see her again, besides in your dreams.

Clove would maybe see you again, besides in her nightmares and on a TV screen.

You just had to make it through the 74th Hunger Games.

[roadkillremi]

Love Sucks Part 1

Randy Meeks X F!Goth!Reader

Masterlist (Part 2 out now)

Warnings : Language, Stu and Billy bully Randy.

Summary : (Suggested by @saint-petah-the-good) A new girl moves to town and Randy is quick to fall in love. Despite her odd habits and weird interests the friend group takes her in.

Randy didn't know what hit him when he saw you. Your legs covered in fishnets sitting in his spot by Tatum. Your giant black sunhat shielding you from sunlight.

"Randy! This is Y/N!" Shes a horror geek like you!" Tatum smiled. Randy made a goofy smile at you, flushed from Tatum's comment. You smiled back shyly, "This is Randy, the one I told you about." Tatum said. Randy gave her a look, "You've been talking about me?!".

"Not in a bad way... Most of the time." Tatum took a bite of her salad. You looked down at a book you were reading. Randy sat down beside you, "What book are you reading?".

"Salem's lot. By Stephen King." You said not looking up from it. Randy tilted his head to see more of your face.

"You're a Stephen King Fan?"

"Who isn't?" You smiled looking over at him.

"Me." Tatum said, you gave her a little smile.

"How did you feel about the Shining?" Randy said testing you.

"The same way Stephen King did. It was horrible. I prefer the book. Cinema wasn't ready for it. You gotta find a harder way to test me." You smiled before flipping a page of your book. Randy smiled to himself, his heart was beating so loudly.

'Shes Perfect..'.

"So where ya from?" Stu leaned in. You sat up from reading and closed the book. You sighed, "My parents were lab worke rs in Alaska. They got tired of the cold.".

"I mean Alaska?! Sounds pretty boring!" Stu laughed. Tatum elbowed him, Randy tried to block Stu out.

"Do you need a job?-" Randy blurted out, his cheeks flushed. You looked over at him with a soft smile.

"Randy! You can't just ask that!" Tatum fussed. Randy didn't take his eyes off you, "Um, yeah actually..". Randy smiled, "I work at Bradley's Video..".

"Yeah it's the closest thing to a damn Blockbuster here!" Stu exclaimed. You nodded, "I'll check it out..".

"Oh! Get this, Y/N's Grandfather directed horror movies!" Tatum said impressed. Randy leaned in closer to you, you hesitated a bit when he got to close.

"No way! What movies?!" He said, his wide eyes gazing into yours. You bit your bottom lip, "Uh, nothing super popular, some alien stuff and Vampire stuff.".

"No fucking way!" Stu shouted. Randy, again ignored Stu, you gave him an awkward smile before going back to reading.

"Where the hell is Billy and Sid?" Stu asked looking around.

"Probably in a janitor's closet!" Tatum snorted. The lunch bell rang, you closed your book and slipped it into your bag.

"What's your next class?" Randy asked watching you stand up. You pulled out a crumbled paper, "Intro to Film Study's.".

"Oh, lord" Tatum mumbled.

"I do too! I can walk you there!" Randy stood up quickly. He threw his bag over his shoulder, "Sure. I'll see you later, Tatum! It was nice meeting you, Stu.". You walked along side Randy into the school.

"I knew they'd get along." Tatum said to Stu, Stu kiss her cheek.

"Yeah but she's a little weird.."

"You're weird!" Tatum joked.

Randy really couldn't keep his eyes off you. How you doodled in the margin of your notebook. Your legs crossed over each other and his eyes scanned them. Your fishnets giving him a pattern to follow.

"Y/N? Your take on Slashers?" The teacher tried to get you to jump into a discussion. You looked up, "Well, everyone says the characters act stupid. When it's portraying how people actually act in those situations. Then you have some sleep demon guy and a stalker!"

"I happen to like the stalker." A blonde girl in the back interrupted. You looked over your shoulder, "Yeah but he walks and somehow catches up. Story plot holes too. I'll like slashers more when the story makes sense.

"Sometimes story lines don't need to make sense.." Everyone went silent. Randy was surprised Billy even spoke, you looked back at him. Randy watched the interaction between you two. You narrowed your eyes a bit before turning back around. The fear of you falling for Billy's good looks faded. You went back to doodling in your notebook.

Once it was the end of class Billy went up to your desk. You didn't look at him once, "I'm guessing your Tatum's new friend?". Randy huffed before getting up, "Yeah, I'm guessing you're Billy.". You grabbed your bag before leaving, Billy smiled to himself. Randy mocked his face before walking with you.

Tatum ran up to you in the hall, "How was class?".

"It was okay." You nodded with a small smile. She smiled, "Good! So me and Stu were thinking and we wanted to invite you over to hang out this Saturday!".

"Oh, sure!" You smiled, Billy walked up beside you. Randy rolled his eyes, "I like her she's cool." Billy said as if you weren't there. Randy scoffed, Billy shot him a look.

"Well, I finished all my classes for the day. I'm gonna head home. And I might stop by that video store." You smiled at Randy as you walked away. Randy smiled, "Drive safe!", Stu laughed at him.

"You're such a dork!"

Randy rolled his eyes and walked away. He tried to ignore Stus laughs in the back. He knew liking you would be difficult due to Billy and Stu.

Randy focused on restocking the VHS tapes. He huffed to himself and checked his watch. 4:27pm, you still didn't show up, maybe you were just being nice. He kept stocking the shelves, a tap on his shoulder made him jump back.

"Sorry." You softly said. Randy smiled and scratched the back of his head.

"It's fine. Um, were you wanting to get the job?" Randy glanced over at his boss then you.

"Sure, I could use one. Besides it'll be nice to work with a friend." You smiled at him. His stomach flopped, 'Friend' he didn't want to be a friend. He took a deep breath, "Uh, I'll go tell my boss. Stay here." He smiled and walked over.

"Hey, Bradley! I got a customer wanting to apply for a job here."

Bradley looked over Randy's shoulder to spot you. He sighed, "You find the most odd kids.".

"Please. She's real nice and like movies.. and-"

"You like her?-" Bradley smiled. Randy rolled his eyes, "Maybe that's not the point.".

"Fine but if she screws up. It'll cost you your job. Send her over here."

Randy walked over to you reading the back of movies. He smiled to himself, "Uh, he's ready to meet with you.". You looked up and put the movie down, 'Prom Night, good choice.' Randy thought to himself.

"Hi, I'm Y/N. I'm 18 and I moved with my parents from Alaska. I have a car and am able to work after school and on weekends." You smiled. Bradley looked at Randy then back at you.

"Great, have Randy show you the ropes, I'll get you a name tag.".

"That was easy..." Randy mumbled. You shrugged, "So, how do you work here?". Randy went behind the counter, "So we ring customers here, obviously. Then if someone returns them you ring them and put them in the cart. The cart gets restocked and it's a whole cycle!" Randy puts his elbow on the counter. You nodded, "Okay Cool.".

"Why did you move out here?" Randy asked.

"Sick of the cold."

"and the dark?"

"Kinda. I actually like the night, I uh sunburn easily." You softly smile. A customer walked to the counter, Randy showed you exactly how to ring up their rental. His hand would brush over yours. He'd try his best to be smooth like in the movies. You would just whisper sorry and not catch on.

"Okay, Y/N I expect you to work tomorrow but not this weekend, got it?"

"Yes, sir." You smiled at him before heading out the door. Randy caught up to you holding the door open.

"I'm glad he hired you."

"me too. But it's thanks to you really. I wouldn't have known about this place if it wasn't for you.".

"wanna get some burgers?" Randy asked. Your eyes widen from surprise, "Sure! Do you need a ride?".

"Yeah, kinda" he smiled. You walked to your car unlocking it, he hopped in quickly making himself at home.

"I hope you don't mind rock music.." you said as you buckled your seatbelt. Randy shrugged, "It doesn't bother me.". You nodded as you started the car, rock music blasted immediately. You turned it down a bit, "Sorry.".

"It's fine. We can go to In and Out for burgers.".

"I've never been there so you're gonna have to tell me.."

"Whoa! You've never been to In and Out?!"

"No.." you smiled.

"Gosh, well you're gonna thank me. Their burgers are delicious."

"I'll be the judge of that.".

Randy watched you drive, your skirt riding up from you pressing the gas. He looked away, "Any idea what you're doing for college?".

You shrugged, "College is still a question for me. What about you?".

"Easy, I wanna be a director. Actually make good films." Randy said. You nodded, "I can see that, Have you written a film?".

"God no. I can't write for shit! If you were to go to college what would you major in?"

"Um, screenwriting and Biology."

"So you are a nerd" Randy smiled. You gave him a smile, "Maybe a little. I just think living is... Fascinating..".

Randy laid on his unmade bed, he couldn't believe his luck. He actually ate dinner with a girl, maybe it wasn't a date but it was a step. He smiled to himself thinking about your smile and how you were a messy eater. You even gave him your home phone number. He hugged his pillow, maybe he could actually pull this off. He listened to your stories and your interests very closely.

You talked about how Morticia Addams was like an idol to you. How you seen all the episodes to the Addams family and the Beetlejuice cartoon series. Then you both talked about horror movies, explaining to him how Childs Play is more of an Horror Comedy. He sat up and leaned over to his phone dialing in your number.

"Hello?" You picked up your voice was a bit groggy, maybe even deeper.

"Hey, it's Randy."

"Oh, Hey Randy! Everything okay?"

Randy fidgeted with the phone cord, "Yeah just wanted to say hi, did I wake you up?!".

"No, I have a hard time sleeping. Is there anything you wanna talk about?".

"Um.."

Shit, Randy panicked not knowing what to say, "What movie should we watch at Stus Saturday?".

"Oh, hmm well we could watch Childs Play.." he heard your smile through the phone.

"Of course I can rent it Tomorrow at work."

"Awesome. Goodnight, Randy. I'll see you at school!"

"Night."

[hutaoscoffinn]

hi i saw you started writing for bsd and you really are providing! i was wondering if i could request chuuya + dazai with a virgin/ inexperienced s/o.

also you should start putting your work on x reader tags (e.g dazai x reader chuuya x reader) so that your amazing work gets more notes!❤️

💞

SOBS YALL ARE SO SWEET and I do already include x readers in my tags but omg this was so cute and I love this idea omg its SO CUTE AND YOU GUYS ARE SO CUTE AND SWEET okayokayokay

Warnings: very filthy, GN! Reader, this is genuinely so smutty oh my god, 18+, Dazai is a whore, Chuuya is a god of romance, fluff

Characters: Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuuya

Requests: CLOSED

DAZAI OSAMU

He would feel so soft knowing you trusted him with your first time oh my god

Dazai has hella trust issues and he knows that it can be hard to trust someone

Especially trust them enough to give them your first time and to take good care of you and make it something memorable and hopefully not shitty

So goddamn he felt so much of your love when you trusted him with that

That moment when you trusted him with your first time and gave him your virginity is also when he knew you are the one he wants to spend his life with

N E WAYZ

This is still Dazai so your first time is absolutely not conventional

If you think it happens in a normal bed you’re absolutely wrong

Your first time definitely happened at the ADA because this is Dazai we are talking about

Nothing about your relationship is normal or conventional because its Osamu Dazai

He is an enigma that nobody can figure out even you but you’re still the closest to figuring him out sorry Kunikida you still know nothing

Now this doesnt mean that he won’t take the best care of you the whole time

Need him to go super slow for you and take his time? He will absolutely do it

If you want him to be rough and fast? He’s more than down

Just need him to be gentle and extra loving with praise constantly dripping from his lips? He will absolutely do it

Dazai will do anything for you he’s just so happy you’re trusting him so much

And even though your first time is definitely taking place on the small couch in the ADA office, he will do everything to make sure you are comfortable physically and emotionally

I mean sex isnt fun unless both people are enjoying it

Dazai has definitely been looking forward to this moment for a while now

I mean hes a horny mother fucker and he finds you extremely attractive, hot, sexy

You probably breathe in his direction and his dick stands up higher than the goddamn Eiffel Tower

Now as far as how it happened

It was most likely a day you felt extra needy for his attention and affection, attention he is more than happy to provide

And Dazai finds you longing for his love and presence adorable and extremely attractive

Hes a man whore ofc he loves attention especially from you

So when you visit him at work, following him around and sticking close to his side holding his hand or giving him small kisses when the others aren’t looking, he cant handle it

And thats how you ended up pressed against the door of the dark side computer room Kunikida always seems to beat Dazai up in

“You’ve been driving me fucking crazy,” his voice is low and husky as it rasps into your ear. His hands slide up and down your sides as he presses his body against yours, trapping you between himself and the sturdy wooden door.

He’s breathing heavy, almost panting into your ear and you can hear his heart beat racing. Heat climbs up your neck and your face flushes with warmth. Your cheeks feel hot and you can feel his hard-on straining in his slacks. Your senses are heightened, heart beating faster as want and desire pools inside of your body as your eyes meet those of the man you love.

Dazai’s pupils are blown out with lust as he looks down at you, his face flushed with want and his lips trail down your neck.

You practically whine when his tongue swipes up your pulse hotly and Dazai feels as though he has reached heaven when he hears your voice. And yet, nothing can compare to how his heart fluttered when he hears you utter your next words.

“Osamu, baby please take me,” you beg desperately as you grip onto his trench coat, tugging him impossibly closer. He breathes in sharply as soon as the words he’s been waiting to hear fall from your lips.

He pulls back with a lazy smirk on his face, eyes dark as he leans closer to your face. The next words he whispers into your ear makes your body shiver in anticipation.

“Darling, I will ruin you.”

NAKAHARA CHUUYA

Unlike Dazai, Chuuya prefers to do things a more traditional and romantic way

Your first time with Chuuya is beautiful

Rose petals spread onto the bed, sweet candles lit all around your bedroom. Fresh, soft sheets on the bed and the finest silk pillowcases.

Chuuya adores you, you are his baby, his angel, his everything. He will always go above and beyond to ensure your comfort and to make sure the mood is as sultry and romantic as possible.

Your first time with Chuuya wouldnt happen as soon as you tell him you’re ready

He’s a patient man and he asks for your patience too, to let him make something special so that your first time is something pleasurable and rememberable

Something fit for royalty

He whisks you away for the whole day before he decides to end your night tangled up in the sheets and each other

Throughout the day he will use subtle touches he knows will rile you up as he treats you to fine dining and his time

Chuuya is a busy man, being an executive in the mafia doesnt exactly come with a lot of off time

Thats why he wants to make this entire experience so special, so that it doesnt seem like an afterthought, so you know that you aren’t an afterthought to him

He cherishes you so much, loves you so deeply, so he takes a whole day and dedicates it to just being with you before he ends it by showing you pure heaven

Chuuya will be slow and sweet, taking time to completely explore your stunning figure before he sinks inside of you

His lips will linger on your neck before he begins to slowly undress you and then worship every last inch of you

He wants to tease you, take things slow to make sure the mood is just right and that every inch of you is ready to be devoured by him

If you want roughness that will come after he has sunk inside of you and after the first round

Because there will be more than one

Chuuya is a greedy man, he will take and take and take until your body is unable to give him anymore, and every moment will be pure bliss

You dont know how long you have been on Chuuya’s lap, lips pressed messily together as he kisses you greedily. Every time one of you pulls away to breathe, the other almost immediately leans in after a split second.

“You, my angel,” he mumbles between your sweet kisses, “are my world.”

His hands trail up and down your body, gloves long discarded as his nimble fingers slip up your shirt to feel your smooth, soft skin. He grips at your hips and tugs you closer, pressing your core against the bulge you can feel straining in the fine material of his suit pants.

“Your body was crafted by the hands of the gods themselves,” he mumbles as his lips pull away from yours and he presses wet kisses to your cheek, trailing down to your jaw and then to your neck. Chuuya gently nips at your collarbone and he sucks gently, enjoying every last gasp and moan that leaves your lips.

Your back hits the silk sheets gently as he lays your body against the bed, hovering over you. His gaze slides over your body in a way that makes you feel vulnerable. He smiles slightly as he lifts the back of your hand to his lips, pressing a sweet kiss to it as his eyes flit to yours. He leans down and his lips brush against your ear making your heart speed up and face rush with warmth.

“And I am going to guide you back to the heaven you descended from my love.”

[gatorbites-imagines]

Request! So could you do like, how some of the marvel characters (your choice) would react to the reader surprise hugging them? You don't have to do this of course! Also have a good day gor night!

Marvel characters x Male reader

Headcanons

I shall be using my faves, hope you enjoy ;) These are shorter, but there’s more characters than I normally do. I was imagining the reader and the characters are already in a relationship in this :).

Steve Rogers

-          Depending on the time, I imagine Steve reacts differently. If hes heavily focused on what hes doing, I think hed give a small jolt and turn around. When he realizes its you, he hugs you back.

-          Or he will have heard you coming, supersoldier hearing you know. Hed let you sneak up on him though, and turn around at the last second to surprise hug you first.

  Bucky Barnes

-          You won’t be able to sneak up on Bucky. With all the training hes had, he heard you the moment you stepped into the room.

-          He would indulge you though, and let you “sneak” up on him and let you wrap your arms around him. I think hed place his hands on your arms so he could hold you as well, maybe lean his head back to rest on your shoulder.

  Tony Stark

-          I think Tony would jump almost a mile into the air if he’s heavily focused with something or just oblivious to what’s happening around him.

-          Hed clutch at his chest and make some overexaggerated comments about how you scared the life outta him and how you shouldn’t scare a man with heart problems. Then he would kiss you and hug you.

  Steven Grant

-          Steven would be surprised and maybe give a tiny jolt or gasp, but he would melt into your arms and lean back against you.

-          Maybe he would even turn his head to kiss you on the cheek or you two would sway from side to side as he tells you about his day or current interests.

  Clint Barton

-          Good luck sneaking up on Clint. Using his spy training, I think he would either drop down, crawl between your legs and hug you from behind instead.

-          Or he would do some over the top flip over you to hug you from behind. When you pout at not being able to get him, he would pepper kisses all over your cheeks to cheer you up.

  Peter Parker

-          I think the only moment you could sneak up with a surprise hug on peter, would be during Star Wars marathons, when he’s doing homework, or working on spiderman stuff.

-          If he’s working on spiderman stuff, his first reaction would be to shove whatever he’s working on into his desk to hide it, but when he realizes its you, he sighs in relief and hugs you back. Other times he would just lean back against you.

  Eddie Brock

-          You can only sneak up on Eddie and Venom in the morning when they’ve just woke up. Venom is throwing together what he claims is breakfast, and Eddie is half asleep against the counters in the kitchen.

-          When you give him a surprise hug from behind, he almost spills his coffee, but he leans back to half sleep against your chest instead. He leans his head back to kiss your chin or cheek, and Venom purrs, giving you the closest a symbiote can to a kiss as well.

  Wade Wilson

-          Wade will throw himself around so fast that you can barely keep up and hug you too, wrapping his arms around your waist and lifting you into the air. No matter what height or size you are, he will lift you.

-          Wade will swing you around and call you the most over the top pet names, and then pucker his lips in an overexaggerated way demanding a kiss to be let down.

  Matt Murdock

-          Try all you might, you can never surprise hug Matt. He heard your heartbeat and smelled you the moment you entered the apartment.

-          He turns around the last second when you come up behind him, and wraps his arms around you instead. This ends with you grumbling about never being able to sneak up on him, making the man laugh and kiss your forehead.

  Frank Castle

-          Frank is another person you won’t be able to sneak up on. With all his training, even if you were training to sneak, he would know.

-          But he would still let you come up behind him and “surprise” him. He would just look over his shoulder at you, quirk a brow and smirk. Maybe he would kiss you, but then he would go back to doing whatever it was he was doing.

  Johnny Storm

-          Hugging Johnny all of a sudden would give him a shock, and hed almost drop what he was holding if he was holding anything where he would then fumble to catch whatever it was.

-          He would turn to look at you over his shoulder and pout, but would then smile when you kiss him on the cheek. Johnny would turn around in your arms and hug you back, squeezing you tight.