#once I figure out what I wanna do for a background

[jollyfang]

I’ve been putting off posting this even though it’s been done and colored for over a week. I’m a shy little guy, what can I say?

So I’m just gonna throw this up and avoid my phone for the foreseeable future like the coward that I am lol

Anyway- I posted my version of Babe a week ago so here is Ash.

Yes, I know I forgot the spikes on his collar. No, I’m not gonna go back and fix it now lol. I’ll make a note of it for the next time I draw him.

Oh and I wanted to say thanks for all the likes on my last art post. They really made my day 😊

[mishy-mashy]

Bruce is actually really attractive, and I have enough reasoning to make a list

He's:

Tall (. Tall enough to hit his head on the vault doorframe)

Long-legged

Has a straight nose bridge

Has high cheekbones (more noticeable in 2nd pic below)

Has a strong jawline

Sharp eyes, but they aren't small (plus eyebags if you're into that)

Overall, he has strong, attractive facial features

Has broad, refined shoulders. You can tell he works out (or he did, when he was alive)

Even has a thick, muscly neck

He has MUSCLE. Is SCULPTED. NOICE. VERY NOICE. (nice arms. Nice shoulders. Nice neck. Nice legs. Nice butt-)

(There are actually panels where you can see some of his muscles. Other than those already shown here, he's got bricky thighs-

-and in the panels where we first get his name dropped, he's got those shoulder blades too-)

The one time we see him smile, and he actually has a scary one

Has small, kinda sharp pupils, and his eyes remind me of a cat. We only ever saw him tense or defensive, so his resting/listening face is really cute

Other than the physical appearance stuff, he also:

Takes shit without batting an eye (patience, knowing it's just how Kudo is, etc)

Kudo being all "Cut the crap Bruce and give it to me straight", after Bruce tests his blood and is rightfully Concerned because they just faced AFO

Put up with Kudo's experimenting and testing over Yoichi's transferable Factor

Did ya'll see the look on Kudo's face when he realized he had Yoichi's Factor/will? Kudo was going to start in nonsense and Bruce just dealt with that.

Also something I noticed when looking back at the images here; Bruce has bandages on his arms in the void. But not when he faced AFO in the sewers.

Were he and Kudo cutting their arms open in their experimenting over Yoichi's theory? Is this why Kudo has two gauntlets instead of his one? Why we never see his bare arms in the void? That he always keeps his arms down so there's no slip?

Is smart enough to run blood tests, plus has enough common sense to pick Shinomori as his successor

He picked a guy who avoids society, has an Ability to detect danger so he can always stay away from AFO, is also a coward so he's never going to go throw himself into danger, even without knowing instinctively he stands no chance, etc.

Meanwhile, Kudo chose Bruce, who he played Hot Potato Yoichi with; but he did also trust Bruce, and put the only pure combative Ability in OFA through Bruce.

These two made their choices based on what they valued and saw the Factor needed.

Is logical, analytical, and calm.

He tried advising Midoriya on their Abilities in One For All, especially his own.

Midoriya then tried ignoring him about using Fa Jin for the first time, but found he was right, thinking: "Dammit!! I had [Lady Nagant] right where I wanted her, but... ugh! The Third was right. My parallel Quirk processes are all screwed up!" (ch. 314).

Plus, when Midoriya fixed his processing mistakes, Bruce was analyzing the way he reached his new conclusion. Pure facts, no bias, very calm, just saying it as it was.

We never see him panic. When he's caught by surprise in the sewers by AFO, Kudo, and Yoichi's little bubble event, he immediately reacts. He doesn't falter, he just knows he has to do something right now.

Was more willing to listen than Kudo to Yoichi's beckon, and probably was just following Kudo's rejection of Midoriya

While we don't see Kudo's face, we see Bruce's eyes when Yoichi calls on his heroes. Bruce was more open and receptive, or at least more impacted.

Bruce was also the one to start talking, while Kudo just kept quiet.

He actually communicates a lot

When Yoichi called them to support Midoriya, Bruce started talking to paint a picture of why they thought the way they did, so Yoichi understood where they were coming from.

(Though he seems to beat about the bush sometimes, since Kudo spoke up to be direct on how they couldn't just put their trust in some starry-eyed teenager. Plus, when Kudo tells him to just tell him what's wrong [double Factors])

When Midoriya first used Fa Jin against Nagant, Bruce came out just to tell him he knew what he was trying, but that Midoriya wasn't ready; and Midoriya found he was right. Midoriya just didn't want to listen to him then.

He asks Kudo for clarification after finding Kudo had two Factors in him after the sewer incident ("Just to be sure, All For One didn't touch you, right?") Kudo knew him well enough to go "stop beating around the bush and tell me", so Bruce was probably gonna start with questions, theories, and trying to understand everything in general, before saying "yeah you have two Factors. Don't know why".

Is strong-willed and loyal.

He followed Kudo, even to death, carrying on the cause he started until it ended with him.

Plus, when talking about how AFO needs a strong will to override OFA's own, we first see Bruce, Kudo, and Yoichi.

AFO couldn't steal OFA because the will was too strong for him, and that was back during Banjo's time. Since Shinomori never actually tried opposing AFO and just hid, we can assume the first Three (Yoichi, Kudo, Bruce) already had an accumulation of strong willpower that made OFA un-stealable. Those three are a strong enough foundation, and the main wills, that the other users just become bonuses.

Kudo, also saying that Midoriya needs allies with the same will and drive as him... hey Kudo, you're talking about yourself and your old allies, aren't you? That's why you look at Yoichi and Bruce when you say this.

Not only is Bruce attractive, but he's got good character. THE END.

[cuteniaarts]

Digitalised + coloured + redesigned version of my Suiren and Vaatu sketch from two days ago, as promised!!

Coming up with Suiren’s design was a very long process of trying and failing because after you’ve drawn 9+ different versions of one character, the creativity starts to run a little dry, but I’m actually really proud of this one, she looks absolutely adorable <3

(Also yeah I did mostly just scribble Vaatu’s pattern because who has the energy to draw the all out accurately. Not me, that’s who, I’m chronically tired. People who draw him on the regular have my utmost respect. He’s still a funky little guy though :D)

Bonus, Raava incessantly screaming inside Suiren (and being completely ignored because Suiren is tired of her) while all this is happening:

[eleu22]

What Task Force 141’s Houses Would Look Like

John Price

- he lives in a cabin I cannot be convinced otherwise.

- very rustic, defo goes fishing or hunting for fun in his spare time

- likes to be away from the city

- its maximalist in kind of an organised chaos way he can find whatever he need’s immediately but to anyone else it looks kind of insane

- he’d be cleaner if he lived with someone - but yaknow #singledad

- very homey, warm vibes

- if the apocalypse ever hit you’d wanna be here, it’s decked out, secluded, he’s a bit of a doomsday prepper

- has once pissed outside to ‘mark his territory’ but you couldn’t torture that information out of him

- defo has that one room that is mysteriously locked and refuses to elaborate on when asked about it (Gaz secretly thinks it’s really cool) (it probably just has his fishing gear)

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

- very chic, cool tones

- screams “I did economy as an A-Level but I use pinterest”

- probably has had some type of dinner party with the 141 just to subtly flex to them that “in another life I was an interior designer”

- also defo cooks something with wine just, again to subtly flex his culture capital (he just wants some approval guys bless him)

- plant father - cannot be convinced otherwise

- very organised, keeps it pretty clean unless he’s feeling lazy which isn’t very often

- definitely has a record player - do not mention it or he will go on about how it “just sounds better” (with Price in the background nodding in agreement - but in an old man way)

- somewhere has a box of stuff that doesn’t fit his aesthetic but it’s shit he needs to keep anyways

John “Soap Mactavish

- messy as fuck, no rhyme or reason to it he just puts stuff down, forgets its there and thats just where it lives now COUGH man-child COUGH

- puts some of his drawings up on his walls

- defo has a comic book collection and some action figures

- bunch of childhood shit he refuses to throw away - criminal hoarder

- he likes the messy kind of boyish charm it has, every time his mom comes over she scolds him for it

- a bunch of stuff he’s collected from different places he’s gone, he’ll usually grab some stuff while on deployment if he has any free time, like snow globes or whatever

- went to Greece once and got one of those wooden dicks and finds it so funny, he says it’s the living room’s ‘conversation piece’

- he’s pretty clean when on base aswell, it’s just without the millitary’s structure or someone literally forcing him to clean up he doesn’t really care - it’s his house anyways

Simon “Ghost” Riley

- um

- yikes

- yeah you can tell he doesn’t really like spending time at home on leave

- the singular chair infront of the tv is so sad

- king of minimalism - if that’s what you wanna call it ig

- doesn’t bother decorating or getting anything past the bare essentials because what’s the point?

- doesn’t care it’s a shithole, he can afford a better house, but it kind of reminds him of home back in Manchester (crying)

- definitely chain smokes in his bathroom

- he’s got a treadmill there somewhere

- has a box full of his family’s belongings under his bed (crying again)

- no mirrors, only a small one in the bathroom to shave

- only item of decoration is a snow globe Soap gave him once, it sits next to his bed

[lemon-lime-behavior]

i love ur expressions so much!!!!! Is it alr if I ask for u to share ur drawing process, if u don’t mind!! If you’d rather not that’s fine too :333

I can try!

now this does assume I have a consistent drawing process which I don’t, but ill share what I do most often?

So first of course I have an idea

Then I do some sketchies to figure out what exactly I want the pose to be. I dont always do this except when the pose is tricky and/or im just not being lazy that day

Then I go through my sketching and refining process:

I usually do two or three passes and I try and flip it at least once throughout, to help make sure everything’s balancing. For the final lines I’ll usually make them a medium red that I then set to multiply, but if I plan on coloring the lines later i dont do that and just make them black. This is also the stage when I’m scrabbling about for reference images, here are some of the ones I used here:

I usually hunt down references after I do my initial rough sketch, so I already know what im looking for angle and shape-wise in the references. Now for coloring ill fill in the whole area I’m gonna color with a gray then start putting down flats on clipping mask layers (so they dont go outside the lines)

then for quick and dirty shading and highlights I’ll duplicate the flats, flatten them into one layer, then make them darker and bluer and generally futz with it untill ive got a good shadowed color profile down. I’ll repeat the process but making it all lighter for the highlights. Then ill take both those layers, make them masks, and start painting on the shadows and highlights over the original flats.

then the very final step is the Fussing Stage where I make a new layer or two over everything and start fixing mistakes, adding new colors, adding rim lights, messing with levels, color correcting, adding details like flowers, etc. etc.

this can take a very long time or no time at all, depending on how much effort I wanna put in.

Then I slap a background on it which is usually a solid color or a gradient because im a hack and have no idea what i’m doing and ta-daaaaaa, something kinda okay!

And that is one of the many ways I “fake it ‘till you make it” my way through art!

[sillymommy6969]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝕾UCH A BAD GIRL

Daniela Avanzini x fem!reader

summary: Y/N’s been busy working with Sophia to figure out the logistics to an upcoming schedule for Katseye. Dani’s feeling a little neglected from how occupied she’s been and decided to play a little game with her girlfriend

warnings: slight!nsfw, suggestive/sexual themes, harsh language, bratty!dani, teasing

Katseye’s lounge in HYBE was a cluttered, cozy haven, where the speakers were always on softly in the background with Lara’s playlist. The smell of coffee lingered in the air, and posters of their albums and plaques of achievements lined the walls. Y/N sat at the small table in the corner, surrounded by scattered notebooks and a calendar, biting the cap of a pen. Across from her, Sophia, leaned forward listening to the staff explain their plans, a furrow of concentration on her brow.

"We can squeeze in the thank-you video for Spotify on Friday after the Christmas vlog," Sophia suggested, tapping her fingers against the calendar. "But we’ll have to push back the tiktok recordings. Are we good with that?"

Y/N sighed, rubbing her temple. Scanning the dozens of events scribbled down on their group calendar. "I mean, we’re already behind on posting on social media. Pushing back recording again might throw off our momentum and just add more to the load we’ll have next time. Don’t you think?"

Sophia offered a small smile, chuckling at Y/N’s response. "That’s why I’m asking you. You're the planner of the group."

“Oh, yeah? Or are you just being lazy?”

Across the room, Daniela sat on the worn-out couch, scrolling mindlessly through her tiktok feed. But her eyes weren’t exactly trained on her phone, instead, glancing over the top of her phone to glare daggers at Sophia and Y/N laughing. Daniela knew it was for the band, but still, the late-night texts, long conversations, and inside jokes were starting to eat away at her patience. Who did Sophia think she is?

"Hey, Manon," Daniela called out, turning to her roommate, who was fixing her hair on her phone on the other end of the couch. "What are you doing tonight? Want to hang out?"

Manon raised an eyebrow, clearly catching the edge in Daniela’s tone but playing along. "What’d you have in mind?"

Daniela smirked and leaned closer, her voice dropping. "I don’t know, maybe we could Netflix and chill… There’s this new movie that just got on, I heard it’s pretty… hot and heavy.”

Manon knew what Daniela was doing. She did it once in a while whenever she felt jealous. Manon was all for games.

“Oh, yeah?” She smirked, “I’d rather watch something else.”

Y/N’s head snapped up from the calendar at the sound of Daniela’s flirtatious tone. She looked across the room, her eyes narrowing as she saw the way Daniela was leaning toward Manon, her hand brushing against the eldest’s arm.

Sophia noticed the shift in Y/N’s focus and frowned. "Hey, are you listening?"

"Yeah, yeah," Y/N muttered distractedly, her eyes still glued to her girlfriend. She mentally cursed the woman out, knowing Daniela was just playing games. “What’d you say?”

But what Sophia repeated went in one ear and out the other.

Manon glanced between Y/N and Daniela, clearly amused but also slightly uncomfortable. She leant in, brushing the Latina’s hair away from her ear. "If I get in trouble with Y/N for this, you are buying me coffee the next month," she said dryly.

Daniela giggled, brushing her hair back in an exaggerated gesture. "Fine. But at least act like I’m seducing you."

Manon had to resist the urge to grimace before scrunching her nose, bopping Daniela’s with the tip of her finger. “Well, Dani,” she voiced just a tad louder so the room could hear, “If that’s what you want, I’d love to take you… driving.”

“But, Manon… it’s not your car I wanna ride.”

Daniela’s pout was sickening. Manon almost lost the plot, she nearly praised her roommate aloud for her impeccable acting.

Y/N rolled her eyes at her girlfriend’s antics. Daniela was such a brat. Used to her parents spiking her rotten, she always had to have what she wanted. At the start of their relationship, Y/N wasn’t really exposed to just how much of a child Daniela could be. But as time went on, the Latina would whine and beg like there was no tomorrow, and everytime without fail, Y/N would eventually cave and give her what she wanted.

Megan, Yoonchae and Lara sat on the couch opposite Manon and Daniela’s, the three of them falling strangely silent as they glanced between the roommates and the pair sitting with their manager. A show was unfolding indefinitely.

Y/N slammed the pen down on the table, startling both Sophia and Manon. "I’m sorry, Sophia, will you excuse me. Please?"

The leader just nodded, “Yeah, sure?”

She stood, her chair eerily scraping against the floor. She grabbed Daniela’s arm harshly when she strode past the couch, glaring down at a timid Manon as the girls watched.

In the hallway, Y/N grabbed Daniela’s wrist, her grip firm but careful, and dragged her around the corner, out of sight from the others. The door to an empty rehearsal space clicked shut behind them, leaving a charged silence between them.

"What the hell was that, Dani?" Y/N hissed, pressing Daniela against the wall, her eyes blazing.

Daniela smirked, leaning back, her lips curling in defiance. "What? You’re too busy playing manager with Sophia to even notice me, so I figured I’d have a little fun."

"Fun?" Y/N repeated, her voice dropping, dangerously low. Her body leaned closer, her hands on either side of Daniela’s body. "You think flirting with Manon to get a rise outa me is fun?"

"Maybe," Daniela said, her tone teasing, but her breath hitched slightly as Y/N’s face hovered closer. "You jealous, mami?"

"Jealous?" Y/N’s voice was sharp, but her lips curved into a smirk. "Yeah, I’m fucking jealous. You think I like watching my girl parade herself around another woman like a slut?”

Daniela’s playful expression faltered, replaced by a bit of fear. "Well, maybe if you spent a little less time with Sophia and paid me a little more attention, I wouldn’t have to get it this way. You’ve been so busy, we haven’t… y���know, in weeks.”

Y/N chuckled darkly, her hand sliding to Daniela’s hip, gripping it firmly. "Congrats, Dani. You’ve got my attention now."

Daniela swallowed hard, her teasing demeanor melting as Y/N closed the gap between them. Their lips crashed together in a heated kiss, all frustration and passion tangled into one. Daniela’s hands immediately found their way into Y/N’s hair, tugging slightly, earning a low growl in response.

Y/N pressed her body flush against Daniela’s, pinning her firmly against the wall. Her lips trailed down Daniela’s jaw to her neck, biting softly before soothing the spot with a kiss. Daniela gasped, her nails digging into Y/N’s back.

"You’re such a brat," Y/N murmured against Daniela’s skin, her tone both scolding and adoring.

Y/N’s hands roamed lower, sliding under Daniela’s shirt to touch bare skin. Her fingertips brushed against Daniela’s sides, her touch both firm and teasing, drawing a shiver from her.

"Yeah?" Daniela whispered, “What’re you gonna do about it?"

Y/N pulled back just enough to look Daniela in the eyes, her gaze dark and intent. "Remind you exactly who you belong to."

Daniela shivered, her teasing confidence now replaced with eager anticipation. Her hands grappled at the bottom of Y/N’s tank, yanking it upwards. She tugged Y/N closer, her lips brushing against hers as she whispered, "Then stop talking and show me."

Y/N didn’t need any more encouragement. Her hands roamed Daniela’s body, her lips reclaiming hers in a kiss that made Daniela’s knees weak. The tension that had been building for weeks finally exploded, leaving no space for words, only the heat between them.

Inside the rehearsal room, Sophia glanced at Manon, who was scrolling her instagram. "Why must you always encourage Dani’s behaviour?"

Manon shrugged with a sly grin. "It’s fine, Mom. Dani needs to get laid, Y/N needs to relax, I’m helping them out!"

Megan snorted, “Yeah, none of us are sleeping tonight.”

Sophia rolled her eyes, but a smile tugged at her lips. "At least we don’t have to hear them argue anymore."

Manon laughed. "Oh, girl. You’ll hear more than arguing."

As they walked back into the rehearsal room, Manon and Sophia exchanged knowing looks. Daniela’s hair was messed up, Y/N’s jeans hanging low off her hips. The Latina’s lips were swollen, and her eyes blown wide.

"Worked it out?" Sophia smirked, raising an eyebrow.

"Mhm," Y/N hummed, squeezing Daniela’s hand.

"Good," Sophia said with a grin. "Now let’s figure out this schedule before someone else starts flirting with Manon."

Manon groaned. "Why is it always me?"

“You better hope it’s not you next time,” Y/N glared, “I’ll flush all your make-up down the toilet, don’t test me.”

Manon saluted, “Yes, ma’am.”

[shankss-magnificent-ass]

Imagine being pregnant with King's child and not knowing about it until you give birth

At a distant Beast Pirate base

You: [has been away from Onigashima for seven months]

Jack: are you sure you're okay?

You: [hunched over, grasping your sore back, and sweating profusely while trying to catch your breath] Yes, I'm fine, my sciatica is just acting up.

Jack: I think you should go to the infirmary.

You: [snaps] Dude, seriously? I said - [feels a deluge of fluid flood your pants] ... you know what, I think I need to go to the infirmary. In fact, you need to carry me.

Jack: bitch, you have legs, how about you walk?

You: [doubles over and shrieks in pain]

Jack: ugh [rolls his eyes and runs you to the infirmary]

Twenty-six hours later

You: [looking at your infant in shock]

Infant: [a beautiful chubby Lunarian baby girl with a tiny set of black wings]

Jack: congratulations on the baby! [walks in to see said baby] fuck... need to go call King.

You: ... kill the medical staff first, no one can know about her.

The staff: ( ' O__O)

You: Once you're done with that, can you please get us out here?

Jack: of course [turns to the staff and cracks his knuckles] Also don't tell me what to do. [gets to work]

You: [cradles your child closer so she can't see or hear what's happening, and laughs] Thank you for being so reliable, Jack.

Jack: I just... I wish you had told me sooner that you were pregnant.

You: I didn't know until today that I was pregnant.

Jack: How could you not know you were pregnant? That shit seems hard to miss.

You: We've been out at sea for months, I figure I was just the normal amount of nauseous, sore, fatigued, cranky, and hungry.

Jack: [breaks the neck of the last nurse] Ugh, now you get three weeks of seafaring with a newborn because I'm taking you to King.

You: Why would you think my baby would be safe with King?

Jack: [gives you a "bitch, really?" look]

You: ...

Jack: ...

You: Oh my god, he's a Lunarian too

Jack: How have you been fucking him enough to make a baby, and not know he's a Lunarian.

You: Do you really wanna know the answer to that?

Jack: You two are gross. I'm taking you to a safe house until we are ready to set sail.

At the safe house

King, via den den mushi: What do you mean you're pregnant?!

You: no, I said I was pregnant, not I am pregnant.

King: what the fuck does that mean?

Your daughter: [starts to fuss]

King: please tell me that is not a goddamn baby, I hear.

You: Yeah, sorry, I didn't know until she decided it was time to come out.

King: what color is her hair?

You: She's a newborn, she doesn't have hair yet.

King: [stumbling over his words] Does she look a little... Is she ... fuck... Is there anything off with the baby?

You: No, the doctors said she was healthy, especially her lungs. She came out screaming, it was so loud that she made the doctor's ears ring.

King: So she has your loud ass voice, great.

You: And she's got a cute little set of wings like her daddy.

King: oh, don't call me that... Are there any other features I should know about?

You: She's got your fat head, too.

Kaido: [cackling in the background on King's end]

King: Is that so? Jack, how long until they can set sail?

Jack: On such short notice, three days.

Three weeks later in Onigashima

King: Alright, let me see her.

You: [hands her over]

King: [lifts her up to get a good look at her] She has your nose.

Queen: [mutters] She really does have your fat head.

King: Get away from my child, I don't want you even looking at her]

Queen: I, honestly, never would have pegged you as the paternal type, but then again, I always thought I'd have kids before you.

You: You would have to have sex with someone to have a child, and last time I checked you couldn't pull any bitches. But also, seriously, stay the fuck away from my kid.

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[ilydeku]

teacher izuku...save me...i need more teacher izuku....

I WANNA BE SAVEDD

detention with teacher izuku

Detention serves as a form of a discipline, to ensure an unruly student would own up to their misdemeanors in a supervised setting. So why were you just sitting there smiling to yourself in earnest?

Well, quite frankly, it didn't feel like it in the first place.

Filling the empty air was the clock that ticked so painfully slowly and the subtle scribbles of a pen from the teacher's desk. But not just any teacher. You steal a quick glance at Mr. Midoriya from behind your arm in wonder of his occupacy, one of the many in succession. Was he looking at you? Working on anything? He was concentrated on something, probably grading, and his expression showed. His focus, the way his eyes trailed, narrowing at minor mistakes and the occasional grin when a paper read reasonably. Ugh, he just looked so good.

The missing assignments splayed out on your desk remained neglected, barely signed by your name and date in effortless strokes. Guess taking time to focus on your own happiness comes with a price. You sigh, propping your arm up on the desk and resting your cheek on your palm. Despite your best efforts to focus on the present moment, your gaze inevitably drifted toward Mr. Midoriya once again.

Within minutes, the classroom began to melt, with him remaining at the focal point. The stark lines of desks, the muted colors of the walls, and the faint hum of the fluorescent lights all seemed to fade into the background. Mr. Midoriya stood out with a clarity that was both mesmerizing and disorienting. There was no doubting it, Mr. Midoriya was one hell of an attractive teacher, in all ways possible you might add. There was just nothing bad any student could say about him. He has everything. He embodied a blend of qualities that made him stand out perfectly: his sweet, engaging personality, the genuine bonds he formed with his students, and his dual legacy as a hero, both past and present.

The blurriness fades away and you're met with the piercing emerald gaze of Mr. Midoriya himself, his eyes vibrant and full. In panic, you quickly avert your eyes in embarrassment, your heart racing.

"Y/n," he directs, his gaze unwavering. After tons of X marks and overly excessive side notes that practically ran off the pages, the pen finally came to a rest as he filed his last graded paper and cleared his desk. "Have you finished any of your missing assignments?"

"Uh- no sir..." you mumble, staring at them with guilt.

"...Over the past 30 minutes, I've just finished grading all 20 of your class's assessments, y/n. Am I keeping you here for nothing?" He inquired sternly, but not so much of hard criticism. Even then he remained as patient and pleasant as he could be. In his voice lay genuine concern behind his words, a silent affirmation that he cared deeply about your progress and well-being. In a way, it stirred your heart into ache at the thought of disappointing him and that's exactly what you were doing. The knowledge that you were falling short of his expectations was crushing, but it also underscored how much you valued his opinion and how keenly you desired to meet his standards.

The silence that followed was thick with the weight of shame. Seconds ticked by slowly, and the distant chime of the hour alarm set on his phone seemed faint and irrelevant. Mr. Midoriya remained resolutely in his chair, his gaze fixed on a spot somewhere between you and the floor, thinking. Instead of eagerly releasing you from detention so he could go home, he decided uphold his role as a teacher and take matters into his own hands.

Mr. Midoriya rose promptly from his chair, with almost deliberate grace. He approached your desk with a quiet resolve, his footsteps clicking against the hardwood floor.

"You know, the grading period for this semester's almost over, I won't even be able to accept these anymore soon..." He stands over you, his figure casting a long shadow across your cluttered desk as he reads through the titles of the assignments. They were WAY overdue, some by MONTHS. Your head hangs low over your desk miserably. Your lack of input concerned him, and he takes a deep breath, his concern evident as he searches for a way to offer genuine support.

"Tell me, what's going on, y/n? Really," Mr. Midoriya asks, his voice low and gentle. He doesn’t stand over you in a domineering manner but instead squats down beside your desk, aligning himself with your level. His posture is open and inviting as he gazes up at you with empathy, his emerald eyes soft and attentive beneath his dark hair.

"..."

"I won't understand unless you talk to me, dear."

DEAR!??///// Your mind screamed in fluster. There was really nothing meant behind it besides a comforting invite, but still!! It made your heart flutter!!

You take a shaky breath, trying to organize your scattered thoughts. "I guess I...I can't focus," you answer hesitantly, your eyes trailing down every detail on his face. The faint, almost imperceptible scar on his cheek adds a rugged charm to his otherwise gentle features. He looked even better up close.

"You can't focus? Why not?" He questioned with a slight tilt of his head as if the answer was somehow written on your face. With the way your face flushed, it practically was.

"..." His gaze was intense, yet so tender. It felt like he could see inside of you and those thoughts of yours that unapologetically swam around him. Maybe he did and you'd never know. You find yourself caught between the comfort he offers and the dizzying effect he has on you.

Before you could open your mouth to speak, he went ahead.

"It's okay," he says softly. "You don't have to tell me..." Mr. Midoriya stood up and glanced at the clock on the wall for a moment and exhaled, deciding his next course of action. He reaches his hands to shuffle all the papers on your desk and sort them into a neat, thick stack.

He sighs. "...I don't usually do this but, tell you what. If you can complete all of these and turn them in to me before class in 2 days, I'll give you full credit," he announces, carrying a hint of encouragement. He smiles warmly as your face lights up in shock and simply nods in confirmation as if telling you 'yes, I'm completely serious'.

"Oh, thank you sir, but...I don't think I can-"

"Of course, you can! You won't get anything done with a doubting outlook like that, dear. Have a little more faith in yourself!" His hand presses against your shoulder softly with a gentle caress and you nod in bashful silence.

AKJSUGDDFYAVDHJAS

"Alright, you're dismissed y/n. Enjoy the rest of your day, but please use your time wisely, okay? I don't wanna see my student in detention!"

Mr. Midoriya truly is a wonderful teacher (and an attractive man).

[dumpywrites]

Test Drive - Min Yoongi / Suga

Prompt: “How does one incite a first kiss?”

Prompt request: HERE

Genre/tags: Fluff, friends to lovers, friends with benefits? but they only kiss

Pairing: Yoongi x she/her reader

a/n: The idea of friends figuring out their feelings for each other is always so cute to me idk why >_<

Yoongi and you used to date once… back in high school. That happened due to peer pressure and the fear of missing out from not getting a prom date like everyone else. In fact, neither one of you had ever said anything about your feelings to each other, just a mere “do you think it’d be cool if we just date?” uttered by your friend on a random Thursday after school. It didn’t last that long as you agreed that friendship just made a lot more sense than relationship to you both. 

Fast forward to just a few years later, you were now a fully functional adult, at least that was what you’d like to think. The high school quote on quote friendship gang that you used to have, was now slowly divided by work. All of you were occupied by your own schedules, projects, side jobs, or simply, just adulting stuff. You were just glad you had a friend like Jimin who would take his time to organize random hangouts now and then, just for the sake of it. 

And so after not meeting for around two full months, all of your schedules finally lined up. It also happened to be the first time in forever that Jin introduced someone new to your group, a girlfriend. 

“Honestly, I thought you’d die alone.” Taehyung said nonchalantly. 

“Just because you were voted most handsome student that one time in college, doesn’t mean you get to say shit like this…” Jin said, clearly annoyed, which only resulted in laughter from everyone. 

“You’re just butthurt you weren’t the one who won.” Taehyung smirked and took a sip of his cola. 

“Cut it off guys, you’re scaring poor Wendy here.” You said, smiling at the girl sitting next to Jin. “Don’t worry, we’re not always like this.”

“She has to get used to it one way or another, she’s dating the most annoying one in our group after all!” Jimin said while snickering. 

“I swear I’m going to murder you all…” Jin groaned. The girlfriend next to him only giggled. 

“Man, I wish I wasn’t so single.” Nayeon puffed her cheeks and sighed. “It’s gonna be Christmas soon too.”

You nodded. “Relatable.”

“Aren’t you and Yoongi used to date though?” Jimin suddenly said. 

The guy who was only quietly sipping his coffee, suddenly straightened his posture. “I heard my name mentioned.” Yoongi said. 

“Oh my god… it was just silly thing we did to have a prom date!” You whined. “Right, Yoongi?” You looked at the guy, searching for validation. You earned a shrug from him. 

“I wanna know the details!” Wendy suddenly said with excitement. 

“We were both dumb and had never dated anyone before. It was more of a play date kind of thing.” You replied, looking at Yoongi again in hope that he would back you up. 

“I was the one who suggested it, the fomo was getting to me seeing Taehyung date left and right. Look at how that turned out for him though…” Yoongi simply said. The mentioned guy could be heard protesting in the background.

“I always wonder,” Nayeon tapped her chin in a comical way. “Did y’all ever kiss or something?”

“Eww, never!!!” You cringed, while the others laughed. “We dated for two weeks in total because just holding hands made us gag.” 

“Not gonna lie, I could picture it. The two of you would look cute.” Wendy commented with a playful smile. 

“Lord… trust me, we don’t.” You shook your head at her. 

“Hey, Yoongs!” Jimin called. “When was even the last time you went on a date?!”

“Contrary to popular believe I actually go on dates, excuse you.” The guy rolled his eyes, taking another sip of his coffee. 

“I hardly believe that. We don’t need to count Y/N here, okay???” Jimin chuckled. 

And that was how Yoongi became grumpy the entire ride back home. He gave you a ride because your house was in the same direction and you were just too lazy to deal with the busy street on a Saturday night. The moment you stepped inside the car, the guy was already complaining. With some time to kill, you decided to stop at a drive thru for some ice cream and chit-chats. 

“They really need to mind their own business.” Yoongi said, still vexed. 

“I’m sure they were just joking.”

“Do I really look like a loser?!” 

“You don’t.” You quickly replied. 

He sighed. “Sorry, it’s just that it’s been a while and I suddenly feel self conscious.”

“Aww, Yoongi…” You cooed. “Is there someone in mind though?” 

“Not really.” He said with a straight face. 

“What’s it like anyway? Your ideal type and all…” You turned your body to face his side, lifting your feet a little bit. 

“Uh… I guess I like someone who has no filter and just chill.”

“What about appearance?”

“You sound oddly excited.” He side eyed you. 

“I’m just curious! Plus you never really talked to me about this and we’ve been friends for years.” 

“Hmm… let me think.” He tapped his thigh, wondering. “Nah, I think I couldn’t care less.”

“I find it hard to believe that…” You squinted your eyes. “Men are visual beings.”

“Do not generalize!” He eyed you again. 

“Is it someone like Minjoo? Cause I remembered her being very pretty.” You didn’t know why you were whispering. 

“That was such a long time ago.” He shook his head. 

“Hey, I heard that apparently your first relationship supposedly shapes your ideal type.” You shrugged. 

“So it’s you then.” 

Your eyes widened. He really had to say it with the blankest looking expression. The honesty of this man really blew your mind sometimes.

“Oh, shut up! That doesn’t count!!!” You protested. 

He only chuckled, clearly finding your reaction amusing. 

“Is Minjoo your first kiss?” You whispered again, wiggling your eyebrows. 

“This topic has clearly shifted from wanting to help me out to full blown interrogation.” He folded his arms and closed his eyelids. “No, she was not.”

You dramatically gasped. “The drama!”

“I think my first kiss was in uni and neither of us were sober at that time so it doesn’t really matter.” He scoffed. 

“Damn, I was gonna ask how’s your first kiss like, only for you to say that. I’m sorry, I guess.” You sighed with a teasing smile on your face. 

“What’s yours like?” He asked. 

“It was sweet actually.” You smiled as you reminisced through the memory. “Both of us were really shy and I think we kissed under a tree. It was some real k-drama shit.” You laughed. “It’s kinda embarrassing now that I think of it…”

“Must be nice.” He nodded a few times. “To be quite honest with you, I don’t even know if I’m a good kisser.” 

You raised your hand and high-fived him. “Surely that’s not something we should be proud of.” You giggled. “Like, how does one incite a first kiss? Hell, how does one incite a kiss in general???” 

“I’m pretty sure you just go for it, don’t need to think much.” He laughed. “Worst case scenario you get rejected.”

“This conversation started with me wanting to help you with your insecurities to then giving me an insecurity! Now I’m worried about my kissing skill!!!” You whined. 

“You think you might be rusty? If you’re rusty, then what am I?!” He grinned.

“Should we just practice kissing?”

The car suddenly went silent. It was no help that the radio volume was playing at almost the lowest volume. The sentence just flashed through your mind and you let it out without thinking of it twice. In your head, it would be way weirder to ask someone random or even someone you romantically interested in to indulge in the idea. He was your friend, a very close one too. He was in fact, just Yoongi. It should not be weird, right?

Yoongi’s lips turned into a big O shape. “I’m sorry, what?!”

“I mean, in what other situation can you just ask a person to practice kiss with you. Any other situation would be too embarrassing. We’re just friends that want to test something out!” 

“You sure it wouldn’t be weird?” Yoongi raised one of his eyebrows. 

“I think so?” You looked at him skeptically.

“No take-backs.” He warned you.

“Roger that.” You nodded. “Do we just… uh, how do we???”

Instead of replying, he just softly brought you closer. The space in between the car seat was making it a bit tricky, but his hand smoothly pulled you by the back of your neck. And your lips met, just like that. Both of you let it linger for a few seconds, before you felt his lips moving, so automatically, your response was to mimic his movement. 

“Stick your tongue out for me.” He said between the kiss. 

“Oh, you’re giving directions now?” 

You pulled back, smirking at him before leaning back in. You did as told and soon found both of your tongue dancing, intertwining with each other. You couldn’t help but to giggle every now and then, breaking the kiss as you did, but each time Yoongi would reach for your lips back on his. You could feel him smiling through it, maybe he wanted to giggle along with you too. 

After what felt like forever, you both pulled away, mostly due to the awkward angle making your back ache a little bit. 

“That was… something.” You chuckled, fingertips holding your lips as you still couldn’t believe what happened. 

“That was not so bad…” He breathed out and grinned. 

“I think so too.” You giggled. “It’s just kinda funny though, I’m sorry I kept laughing.” 

“It’s okay, it’s kinda cute to be honest.” 

Sometimes you hated how frank your friend could be, because this was the kind of stuff he just blurted out without thinking, and it was messing with your head. 

“So… what do we do with this information?” You looked at him, feeling your face flushed. 

“Nothing, I suppose.”

**

It was just a week after when you receive a text from Yoongi, asking if by any chance you were free after work. You were not sure what he wanted to say that was so important to the point that he had to tell in person immediately. You soon found out why. 

“I have a date tonight.”

He said, standing right in front of your door that you just closed right after welcoming him in. It was raining and the black hoodie he was wearing was slightly damped after running from the parking lot, adding to the dramatic effect. It looked like he was shivering ever so slightly, you just had the tiniest urge to hug him to make sure he was warm.

“Huh?” You gaped. “With who??? I didn’t know you were close with someone?!“

“I downloaded bumble a few days ago. It was Taehyung’s idea.” He cut your question short. 

You folded your arms, wanting to tease him but no words came up. You couldn’t exactly pin point as to why you felt almost disappointed upon hearing the news. “Congrats? You could just call me or text me.”

“What if I kiss her at the end of the date?”

Your eyes widened as you started to get some ideas. Or you could just be one hell of a pervert if that was not the case. 

“I need your feedback… and consent.” For the first time in a while, you saw nervousness in Yoongi’s face. He kept fiddling with the ring he had in his middle finger. He cleared his throat before popping a question slash offer to you. 

“Can we practice again just for a bit?” 

In short, Yoongi ended up ditching the date and spent the whole night making out with you on the couch. He never asked or mentioned anything about the alleged date afterwards, just silently watched the tv you had on as you leaned on his shoulder.

The first time was odd, but it was odd in a cute and endearing way. But the second one was intense. If you were giggling mid kissing before, this time you were holding down your voice, trying to not make any weird noise. When he bit your lower lip, did he remember the fact that both of you were just friends?

**

At this point you were both experts in kissing. At least in your case that was what you would like to believe. It had been going on for weeks and it was turning into a habit that you found yourself guilty on too. It was just too easy to keep coming back to him, asking the silly question. It appeared to be the same for him as well. He never refused. Kept coming back to you as well. 

None of you ever addressed anything, not that you thought it would matter anyway. It would be a lie to say that you didn’t enjoy this, because clearly, you were addicted at this point. You just could not bring yourself to stop. Any chance you get to be alone with him, your lips would find each other almost as instantly. It would always just end like that though, a kiss, a make out sesh. Never more, never less. 

With Christmas just around the corner your friends were starting to plan getaways, dinners, parties, and other possible options. You? You were just thinking of how to sneak and shower Yoongi with smooches. It was getting unhealthy and you were completely aware, but oh well. 

Came twenty fourth of December. It was snowing and surroundings were looking festive. With everyone having days off from work, it was decided that renting a cabin and spending the night there sounded perfect to all of you. 

Wendy and you were in charge of the Christmas tree, while Jin and Taehyung being the taller ones in the group, were assigned for decorations that acquired more height. Yoongi could be seen trying to set up the fireplace, as Jimin and Nayeon set up the food and snacks. 

“Done!” Wendy clapped her hands happily as both of you finished the tree with a star on top. 

“We should take a picture together with the tree!” Nayeon exclaimed. 

All of you started to scoot, preparing your poses as Nayeon grabbed her phone and put it on a table after setting the camera timer. When she ran back to quickly join the rest of you, you suddenly felt Yoongi’s arm coming from your back, pulling you closer to him. A big grin was plastered on his face. Normally, you wouldn’t bat an eye to that, you had been friends for years and years. So you weren’t so sure why it made you malfunction for a second when you felt his fingertips brushing your shoulder. Thankfully, you had enough time to look up back at the camera to make an appropriate expression.

Two board games and one boring christmas movie later, most of you were sleepy, if not a little bit tipsy. Taehyung started taking sips of Jimin’s coffee he found in the fridge, that was when you knew that man was drunk. While Jin and Wendy had already head upstairs to their room, Nayeon and Jimin were sitting on the carpet while you and Yoongi on the couch, with this weird gap between the two of you. 

“I heard the bumble dates went well.” Taehyung said, as he occupied the empty space between you and Yoongi. 

Your head immediately jerked to your left side, looking at both Yoongi and Tae. Didn’t he ditch the date? “Oh, you actually went to the date?”

Yoongi looked at you, with yet again another unreadable expression. He was about to open his mouth but the other guy beat him to it. 

“Did he show you her photos? The girl looks hot!” Taehyung exclaimed eagerly. 

“Our Yoong-yoong finally went on a date?” Jimin looked up with a curious smile. 

“Oooh, spill the tea!” Nayeon joined. 

“It was only one date.” 

You froze. So he did go to the date and he never told you a single thing. You were not sure how to feel or how to react regarding the news, but you felt betrayed. 

“She’s not a catfish or anything, right?” Taehyung asked, scooting closer to Yoongi. 

“She’s not.”

“Nice.” Taehyung nudged the man. “Are y’all going on another date or something?”

“I don’t think—“

“You better be!” Tae cut the guy short again. “Come on, you need this. You need to at least get laid.” He laughed. 

“Hey, maybe let’s not pressure the guy like that…” Nayeon said to Taehyung.

“Let’s just celebrate the fact that Yoongi just went on a date.” Jimin chuckled. 

You tried your best to not look like the conversation bothered you in any way. “Told you, you have nothing to worry about.” You said to him with a smile. 

Yoongi was only silent and soon the topic changed. 

The next morning you woke up very early, but most likely due to the fact that you could barely catch any snooze. You decided to make yourself a cup of tea and sat on the front porch, enjoying the cold morning air and the falling pieces of snow. 

You started getting teary. You could be still sleepy, maybe it could also be the hormones acting up. It’s about time of your PMS, judging by the date, but you were not certain. What made you so upset about? You should be thrilled that your friend who you wanted so badly to get his confidence back, finally went on an actual date.

Not even seconds later that your mind started to wander at a possibility of him kissing another person, then you started tearing up again. 

Sooner or later you needed to accept the cold hard truth. Jealousy was a knife.

“Isn’t it cold out there?”

You looked back, surprised to see Yoongi closing the front door behind. He took off his gloves and placed it on your lap. 

“It’s fine, the tea is warm.” You reasoned.

“I don’t feel that cold.” He said, taking the seat next to you. “Why are you up so early?”

“Could ask the same to you.” You said after putting on the gloves. It was slightly bigger and your heart raced at the thought. 

“Can’t sleep.” He chuckled, running his fingers through his hair. “You?”

“Same.” You realized you hadn’t looked him in his direction the whole time. 

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.” 

You were taken aback by the sentence, but still chose to look straight at the scenery in front of you. “About what?”

“The date.” He sighed. “Actually, I only went because I felt bad that we already agreed on a time and place but I cancelled on her in such short notice before. She actually turned out to be really nice and we hung out for a bit…”

You felt sick listening to it, but you couldn’t bring yourself to say anything, instead you just nodded along. 

“She asked me for a second date but I refused.” 

This time you looked at him. “Why? Didn’t you say that she turned out to be really nice?”

“That day after I took her home, we almost kissed… I backed away because out of nowhere I just saw your face.” He sighed, followed by a nervous chuckle. “She’s nice…” He looked away, rubbing his neck awkwardly. “But she isn’t you.”

What?

“Yoongi, I don’t understand…”

“I don’t either, but I can’t bring myself to kiss anyone else other than you.” He looked at you with a genuine expression. “Can’t imagine you kissing anyone else either, it kills me.”

It had been the same case for you too. 

“I actually feel the same way.” You let out a relieved chuckle, feeling a huge weight lifted off your shoulders. “What does this mean for us now?”

He smiled, so wide that your heart melted seeing the sight. He took your right hand and intertwined his fingers with yours. You felt your cheeks warmed up, and a giddy smile curved your lips. This definitely was different from how you felt back in the day.

“You good?” He asked with a big gummy grin.

“It doesn’t feel weird like how it was when we fake dated.” You giggled. 

He smiled and held your cheek with his hand, while the other still holding yours. Midway through leaning in, he stopped and straightened his gaze at you. 

“I like you, if that’s not clear by now.” 

“I know.” You giggled, blushing. 

He quirked his eyebrow. It seemed like he was not too pleased with you not saying the magic words back to him. He might need to kiss you first to earn it and that was the idea that Yoongi could definitely get behind. 

Oh you could already imagine the chaos when your friends finally found out about this whole rollercoaster of a story. 

Thank you for reading! 🖤

[sonarspace]

more than friends, suguru geto

a/n: happy late 420...not proofread cause its 1am so bare with me if there are any mistakes 💔 content: getting high (kinda?), smut (oral, fem recieving. sex. missionary? mating press? idk what else 😭). wc: 3.6k

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you haven't seen him in two years. you had decided to go abroad to study for masters and stay there until you graduated. but your new home didn't feel like home because it didn't have him there. you've missed your friends especially suguru. he made everything feel better. you could get through anything as long as he was by your side.

between working and classes and the time difference you tried your best to stay in contact with him. he'd pick up your call any time of the day. hearing your voice was enough to make his day better. even a text from you would suffice. but when he didn't even get those, he'd be in a pissy mood. even more so when satoru would tease him "girlfriend didn't text you today, huh."

"shut up satoru. she's not my girlfriend." he fights back. oh how he wishes you were. so when you gave him the news that you were coming back he was elated. beyond elated actually. he immediately responds back asking for your flight details so he could pick you up. but you denied.

"i'll come over instead," you tell him on the phone flopping down on the couch with a smile you couldn't wipe off. you were thrilled at the prospect of being in his company once more. "i don't want our first meeting after two years to be in my airport clothes," you giggle. and he hums in thought. "okay, sweet cheeks. i'll see you then," and you could hear the joy in his voice as he hangs up the phone.

as your on your way to the airport you recieve a text from suguru.

⁞ suguru: change of plans, satoru's throwing a party, so we'll meet there. or do you wanna meet before and go over to his place?

⁞ you: why's satoru throwing a party?

↳ ⁞ suguru: because he's satoru.

↳ ⁞ you: makes sense.

⁞ you: don't think we'll be able to meet before the party. plane lands at 8 😿

↳ ⁞ suguru: i'll see you at the party then. have a safe flight, sweet cheeks 😸

as soon as you land, you grab a taxi and make your way to the hotel. you take a quick shower and change into a creamy ivory dress that hugs your body with thick straps adorning your shoulder. you take a look in the mirror before leaving and your cheeks are flushed at the thought of finally seeing him. luckily, satoru's location isn't too far from where you're staying so you grab a coat and walk to his place.

you buzz the doorbell once and then twice before satoru's presence graces you. he shouts your name in excitement and pulls you in for a tight long hug. as you hug him back you can't help but notice the smell of alchol and weed coming from inside.

he pulls back for a moment to admire you "i missed you," he murmurs as he places a sweet kiss on your forehead and hugs you once more. "missed you too satoru," you giggle trying to not get emotional.

"there's someone else who's missed you more than me though," he nudges your shoulder. "where is he?" you ask him. "come on," he shuts the door behind you but his penthouse is dark as you move in. he grabs your hand and pulls you in further. he flicks the light switch and you're met with a crowd yelling "surprise!"

you jump back and let out a laugh in shock. squealing as your closest friends make their way towards you. they all take turns hugging you and you're a blushing mess as he finally emerges from the crowd and comes over to you.

"hey," everything and everyone melts in the background. all you can see is him. his hair is longer as it drapes over his shoulder. his skin is covered in light facial hair. he seems taller. broader even. his eyes do a quick once over your figure.

"hi," you whisper feeling shy under his gaze. "no hug for me?" he teases. you laugh as you pull him in and he moves down to hug your shorter frame. your eyes close involuntarily as you hug him tight. you can feel the muscles he’s grown under his dress shirt. unable to control himself his nose pokes into your neck as he feels the familiarity of your smell wash over him. a mix of honey and cocoa butter. home sweet home, he thinks.

you finally break the hug and you feel everyone's gaze on the two of you. sure the two of you were not dating, but everyone knew you wanted each other. the tension between you two could be cut with a knife. you clear your throat as you look around, feeling a little awkward. it was so much easier when you talked on the phone, you think to yourself.

"want a drink?" he asks bringing you out of your thoughts. "yes, please."

"a margarita," you say together. "i remember," he smiles.

your social battery starts to drain as the night goes on and your friends ask you a ton of questions about your two yesrs abroad. suguru's leaning on a wall as he chats with nanami. his eyes kept finding their way back to you and yours to his. you looked an angel in the midst of everyone. all he could see was how the light on you shines brighter than everyone else.

"help me," you mouth to him when his eyes meet yours. he pushes off the wall and makes his way over to you, "excuse me everybody," he enunciates and breaks the circle of people surrounding you. "i think our guest is tired from her long flight, so i'm going to drop her off," he annouces as he grabs your hand.

you're not sure if its the little bit of alcholic coursing through you but his touch feels electric. a blush creeps up your neck as you he grabs your hand and pulls you through "you're just saying that because you want her all to your self." shoko speaks up. you chuckle as he rolls his eyes as he makes a face at shoko.

"want the last brownie?" satoru offers with a sly grin as you reach the door. "sure, im starving". you say. "aw shucks there's only one left," satoru fake pouts. "i'm good," suguru comments.

you break it in half and offer it to suguru "no, it's okay." he says but you push the half into his hand anyway. satoru gives you a quick hug and whispers "it's an edible". you gasp and pull away. "SATORU GOJO! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THAT BEFORE I ATE IT." you almost scream with annoyance.

"it's not strong, don't worry." he puts his hand up in defense. "it's an edible," you turn to suguru frustrated. "satoru, what the fuck?" suguru sighs. "you both seem nervous, it'll just help you feel better. plus it doesn't even have the same effect since you both halved it."

an annoyed pout makes it way on your face and suguru punches satoru in the arm in your defence. "you fucked up her mood, dipshit." however that stupid smile doesn't leave satoru's face, "you'll thank me later." he says as he bids you both goodbye.

"you've never had an edible before," suguru asks as you both walk out of the building. "no, how does it feel like?" you huff. "well it depends on the person. it could make you feel happy, hungry, sleepy, peaceful, or even horny. heh. but don't worry. i don't think it'll have the same effect on us cause we didn't take that much." he side eyes you.

you continue walking with a bit of distance between the two of you. it wasn’t like that before you purse your lips in thought. "look," he points. "it's your favorite." your eyes follow where he's pointing and you spot a stall selling yakitori. "wanna get some?" he offers. "yessss, please" you chirp excitedly. you sit on a bench across the stall as suguru grabs you a plate and two water bottles. "to sober up," he says as he places them near you.

you quickly down two sticks and suguru stares at you in quiet amazement. he couldn't believe you were here. sitting next to him and eating yakitori so joyfully. "you look beautiful," the words flow out of his mouth before he can stop himself. you choke on a bite as his words catch you off guard. "woah," he chuckles quietly as you cough multiple times and gain back your composure. "note to self to not compliment you while you're eating or i could end up killing you," he jokes making you laugh. "shut up," you meek out through your fit of laughter.

you turn on your side to face him, "you look really... really..." you're at a loss for words. "wow, thanks for the compliment sweet cheeks," he mocks. "nooo, you just look really really good, can't think of enough words. it's the weed making my brain fuzzy." and he guffaws.

"that's not how it works..."

"does so,"

"no it doesn't"

"how would you know?"

"it's only been thirty minutes... it needs an hour to take effect."

"maybe this one's just more powerful," you argue back with a cute scowl.

"whatever you say dummy," he smiles as he pats your head and stands up to throw the plates.

you walk side by side and with every step he moves in closer. your pinkies tangle with each other and he takes it as his sign to intertwine your hands. his hand grasping yours has a sensation build deep in your stomach. his thumb moves over the back of your hand in a soothing manner and a need for something more alerts in your brain.

"i really missed you," you break the silence as you near your hotel. he turns his face to meet your gaze, "i missed you, too”.

you stop walking and face each other. a smile creeps up his face. "what?" you squint at him. "can i kiss you?" you knew the question was coming but you're still taken aback. "yes,” you snicker.

his lips capture yours as soon the words are out of your mouth. the kiss is soft and sweet like holding a petal in your hand. your plush lips in between his. and it feels just like he thought it would. your hand moves over his shoulders pulling him in closer. he hums into your mouth as he pushes you to a wall. his tongue licks over your lips asking for permission and you part them. his tongue traces over yours trying to memorize the way your first kiss feels, the way you taste of alcohol and street food. so perfectly you.

he pulls back and you're both breathing heavily. a carnal need evident in both your eyes. "come on," you grasp his hand and lead him inside the hotel and to the elevator. his arms snake around your waist and he peppers your neck in kisses. the elevator dings and you quickly move in.

as soon as the elevator door closes his hands are on you pulling you in closer and moving his lips over your neck and collarbones. a kiss on your throat as he brings his lips up to yours. his hand moves up under your jaw, his finger brushing your cheek softly as he kisses you harder now and you whine into his mouth.

the elevator opens on your floor and you push him away stopping his lingering hands from making its way to your panties. you giggle as you walk backwards to your room, the sound echoing off the walls of the hallway. he follows with a smile plastered over his face. his heart swells with love for you just as a flower blooms after a rainy day.

you open the door and slip in and he locks the door behind him. your elbows support your body as you lean back on the bed with your feet crossed and dangling in front him.

he tries to move in close but you stop him with your heel pressing into his chest. your dress moves higher and his breath hitches as he notices your white lace panties. his hand wraps around your leg and fingers lightly scratch your thigh. he undoes the straps of your heels and presses a kiss on your ankle as he puts it down and gets on his knees. he removes the heels off of your second foot.

and peppers your legs with kisses. his eyes on you the entire time. his hands slide further up your legs and under your dress. "suguru," you whisper. "yes, baby," he hums grinning at your neediness when you pull him in closer with your legs.

"don't tease," you sneer at him. he chuckles in return, "did the guys back there not keep you satisfied?"

"did the girls here not keep you satisfied, suguru?" you tilt your head and the way you purr his name has blood rushing to his dick. he shakes his head, "no one comes close to you". he holds your eyes "no one ever will".

your cheeks heat up from the way he eyes you and you look away. "now now.." he grabs your chin, "give me a kiss and i'll make you feel incredible." you lean in and give him a long kiss. your hands hold his face as you suck his tongue into your mouth and he buckles forward with a whimper. you pull back with a smug smile.

he grabs your legs and puts them over his shoulders getting comfortable between your legs. his mouth colors your thighs in red bite marks. his gaze is unwavering as his mouth moves closer to where you need him. he pokes out his tongue and closes his eyes, letting out a groan "so wet, sweet cheeks".

he licks a stripe over your panties and hums at the light taste that runs over his tongue. he licks a few more times and then sucks over the spot where you clit is. giving it a peck once he pulls back and slides your panties off your legs quickly. he takes a moment admiring his view, your pussy glistening all because of him. he grows harder at the thought and whines as he brings his mouth to your core once more.

his tongue moves over your outer folds first and then he slowly licks on your inner folds. you hiss when his tongue makes contact with your clit. "she's sensitive huh?" he speaks referring to your pussy.

he licks your clit a few times before he sucks it in his mouth. he eases a finger into your hole at the same time. "she's greedy, look at how she's clenching around my finger," he chuckles under his breath.

your hands tangle in his hair as you mewl and buck your hips into his mouth, "ya gettin close, sweetness?" he asks sweetly moving his finger in and out of you at quick pace. "mhm," you hum in reply - not able to say much. his second hand makes its up way your body, palming your boobs over your dress. and his tongue moves in circle over your nub, bringing you closer to the edge.

"sugu-" you breathe heavily tipping your head back. he keeps sucking on your clit, his tongue teasing it every few minutes. meanwhile his finger rubs against that soft spot in you and loud moans spill out of you as you cum in his mouth.

he pulls back and moves his finger out of your cunt and into your mouth. your lips wrap around his finger tasting yourself. you hold his wrist in place as you bob your head slightly. his breath hitches at the scene. he tugs you downwards with his finger in your mouth.

you let go of his finger in your mouth and move into his lap. he grabs your face and kisses you him messily. all teeth and tongue. you pull back from the kiss spit connecting your lips. you undo the buttons of his shirt and his lips move over your neck. he wraps a hand around your throat tipping it up as he leaves kisses all over and licks a strip up to your ear lobe. a chill runs over you and you let out a whimper at his actions. he bites your ear lobe and then soothes it with his tongue.

his hands move under your ass squeezing at the flesh as he picks you up and drops you in the middle of the bed. he pulls off his unbuttoned shirt and slowly pulls off his pants and boxers, making a show of it. your mouth waters at his length as it spring up and hits his abdomen.

you reach out a hand and he grabs it pushing it by your head as he settles above you. you pull off the starps of your dress and he tugs it down your body until your nude frame comes into view. his mouth drops at the sight. "gorgeous fuckin body, gorgeous face, gorgeous girl. my girl?" he tilts his head slightly as if questioning you.

you titter "yes suguru, your girl." you confirm and the smile he gives as your heart melting. it reaches his eyes twinkling and lighting up his entire face. you spread your legs so he can settle between them. he pushes your hair back and pecks your lips once and then your cheeks, nose — showering your face in kisses making you smile until you break out in a laugh.

you maintain eye contact as your hand wraps around his dick and he gulps hard as your thumb rubs over his slit gathering his pre cum. your ringed fingers moving up and down his length, applying just the right amount of pressure without him having to guide you. so perfect for him, he thinks. "slow down," he whines. "gonna make me cum, if you keep going".

you guide it to your aching hole. "no condom. are you sure?" he asks sincerly. "i'm clean and on the pill" you hum. "im clean too," he beams. he pecks you once more before he pushes in slowly.

you both hold your breath until he pushes in half way. "can you take more?" he checks in with you. "yeah just give me a minute," you ask trying to adjust to his girth. "take your time, sweet stuff," he kisses your cheek.

"go ahead," you tell him after a few minutes and he pushes in completely, both of you whining in tandem. "fuck," his voice drops an octave.

he starts moving slowly. his tip pushes right against your g-spot. your walls snug around him. he drops his head into your neck. breathing heavily. your arms wrap around his back scratching lightly at the way he was making you feel. he picks up the pace after a while, moving all the way out with just his tip in and you moan at the loss of being full by him.

"suguru," you cry. "shh," he quickly shuts down your protests, rubbing your cheek as he pushes in harder nudging his cockhaed against your g spot making your eyes roll back. he pulls your legs up to his shoulder and the angle has you feel him deeper. he starts moving faster "feel so good, baby. can't believe, been missing out on this for so long." he whines, kissing your calf.

he starts thrusting at a toe curling pace. alternating between slow and hard, fast and soft — driving you insane. he rubs his thumb over your clit, making you reach your high. the sounds of your wet cunt and his hard thrusts are loud and can probably be heard by anyone passing your room. if this was anyone else, you would've probably not made a single sound but with suguru... you can't help but be loud.

"what a messy cunt you've got sweetness. just sucking me in so eagerly." he pushes your legs up to your chest fucking you faster. "tch tch" he tuts patting your cheek, when you shut your eyes from the simulation. "eyes on me". you nod. "how does it feel baby?" he asks.

"incredible," you whimper. he holds eye contact as he brings your legs down to wrap around him and he moves closer to you. breathing in synch. chest to chest. skin to skin.

if you tried hard enough you could feel his heart beating to the syllable of your name. "i've missed you so much," he whispers. his lips captures yours and you whine into his mouth. his tongue dances with yours. his thumb on your clit moves at an unwavering pace bringing you closer to the edge. you bite his lower lip as the band in your stomach snaps and you cum with a moan of his name. he follows suit chanting your name like a mantra.

he looks into your eyes once you both come down from your highs and all you could see was the love you had for each other reflected back. you stay like that for a while, a smile on both your faces. despite the fact that you had been apart for two years, your ability to understand each other remained unchanged as you gaze into each other's eye having an entire conversation without speaking. the distance and time only made your relationship stronger.

"so, weed makes you horny huh?" he breaks the silence. and you both bust out laughing.

a/n: i honestly dont know how i feel about this one but i hope you like it :). reblogs, likes, and comments are highly appreciated!

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[cuntressgoingdigital]

in honor of the mma! abby x model! reader fic that is rotting in my drafts, i desperately wanna talk about the cute shit yall get into while pretending you're not dating - pt 2 if you care

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☆ abby is so aggressively offline, but you are chronically online. in particular, you’re a livestream fiend. it’s a cute way to interact with your fans and it passes time while you’re getting ready for events. you two spend so much time pretending you aren’t together, but on more than one occasion people have screenshotted a figure that looks like her in the background. buff, long blonde hair, kind of tall, she’s hard to miss. you take delight in fucking with people so whenever people ask in your comments you reply with a quick

“no that’s the ghost that haunts my apartment. she’s nice though.”

☆ re: you enjoy fucking with people, once your relationship status was official and you two had settled, you’d post pictures of the two of you out at dinner captioned with some variation of “just a couple of besties”. abby doesn’t get the joke at all, but is happy to participate. 

☆ paparazzi are constantly up your ass, and one day when you’re on what you thought was a secluded beach with abby, they snap a picture of abby kissing you along your neck, your fingers wrapped in her long blonde hair. then, someone leaked the address of the hotel you’d be staying at and you were bombarded by fans at the door. one of them screams at you “was that a picture of you and abby on the beach?”

thinking quickly on your feet, you respond “i haven’t been to the beach in years.” an obvious lie, but it sold the idea that you weren’t going to talk about it. 

☆ celebrity blind items are constantly being released, revealing details of your personal life. you have no idea who on your team is running their mouth, but there were plenty of worse things that could be revealed to the public. 

this A- list model was caught at the club sucking face with this rookie alliterative alphabet fighter. sources are saying they’ve been together for months, but neither are willing to confirm on or offline.

☆ finally, about a year into your relationship you and abby concoct this ridiculous hard launch for your relationship status. abby’s in las vegas for a pretty important main card fight. not a title fight, but she was still new on the scene and was trying to establish her relevance. she gets a devastating first round knockout with the nastiest punch to the jaw that you’ve seen in a minute. 

the crowd is in an uproar when the announcer and her team flood the octagon. they ask the standard “how do you feel?”, “do you have anything you wanna say to the fans?” 

then came the question she was waiting for. “what are you going to do once you get out of the octagon?” 

“i’m gonna go call my girlfriend.” she chuckles between sharp exhales, still riding the adrenaline from the fight. “she’s the first voice i wanna hear after every fight. she couldn’t be here tonight because she’s off in milan, but i know there’s no way she missed this.”

of course you were watching. it was no secret that you were a ufc fan. you’d been caught front row in the stadium a few times. even if abby wasn’t fighting, you tried not to miss the pay per view events. 

an hour later a photo was uploaded on your instagram of you holding your phone to your ear, still in your pajamas with the caption

absolutely loving milan <3 

it took very little time for “WE WERE RIGHT!” to start trending on twitter.

i WILL be writing more of them don't worry. idc if only 3 people like this, more is coming :P

[brnesblogposts]

facetime.

pairing: bucky barnes x fem!reader

reblobs appreciated :))

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The TV was on in the background, a comfort sitcom playing as you scrolled through your socials endlessly. Bored now you opened messages, pressing on your only pinned contact, Bucky.

''hey, wyd'' you sent only seconds before it told you he'd read it, and then his contact photo flashed up because he was calling you. You groaned internally because you hated talking on the phone, it was so awkward for no reason and you could never figure out if it was your turn to speak or not. You answered;

“Hi, dollface” Bucky knew the effect that name had on you and you could see him smirk as he saw your cheeks heat up.

“Bucky you know I don’t like talking over the phone.. that’s why I texted you!” You groaned and he only laughed in response.

“Missed that pretty face of yours” His smile along with those words made you hide your face in your knees which were bent up against your chest.

“Don’t go shy on me, baby..” He laughed enjoying how flustered you got because of him “let me see my girl.” He cooed. Begrudgingly you lifted your now flushed face to look back at the screen to see his victorious grin.

“There she is” He smiles. “How come you texted me?” He does you a solid and changes the subject.

“I’m bored” You frown dramatically which Bucky finds so endearing.

“You’re bored?” he smiles “You know i’m on a mission right? A very important top secret mission”

“If it’s so important then why are you on your phone!” You furrow your eyebrows at him “and, why’d you call me” you all but grin.

Bucky is laughing before sighing “Well Sam is on patrol right now, looking for any activity and I thought I would use my break and be a great boyfriend and check on my girl. But if you don’t wanna talk to me then I guess i’ll hang up..” He dramatically rolls his eyes and in the camera you can see his hand going towards the screen.

“No!” You squeal and he smiles at your reaction.

“No?” He smirks.

“Please don’t hang up, if you do I might die of boredom and then you wouldn’t have a girlfriend anymore” Shaking your head you sigh.

“Well we can’t have that..” He holds back his laugh “I guess i’ll save you from the impending doom of boredom”

“Aren’t you sweet!” You smile

“Not as sweet as you my angel” This makes you blush once again and he chuckles.

“Stop doing that” You respond quietly as your face is still red.

“Stop doing what, doll?” Bucky plays dumb knowing this will only invoke you further.

“Don’t play dumb, you know what you’re doing” You glare down the phone at him.

“I’m not playing dumb. Tell me, what am I doing sweetheart?” That shit eating grin is back on his face. You groan. “You’re cute when you’re flustered” He retorts.

“Shut up!” You hide your face once again in embarrassment and hear his booming laugh on the other end of the phone, music to your ears.

“Okay, fine. I’ll stop I promise!” You’re sure he’s lying “Just take your face out of your knees?” As you do so you see the pout he’s sporting that quickly turns into a smile when he sees you again.

“My pretty girl” Bastard. You try to remain expressionless, the blush on your neck and cheeks betraying you.

“Bucky.”

“Yes, dollface?” Hes having so much fun.

A smile is threatening to break through your facade.

“Is your boredom cured yet?” He asks, to which you realise it is, because he has flustered you so much you are now overwhelmed rather than bored.

“Actually.. yeah.” You nod.

Bucky furrows his brows “Where is my thank you? I saved you from the grim reaper of boredom” He fakes an angry expression.

“Thank you, baby.” You respond with a smile seeing his cheeks redden a bit.

“You’re welcome, lyubov. (my love)”

The both of you seemed to fall into a comfortable silence as you just looked at each other through your phones for a few minutes until a sound came from Bucky’s end.

“Sam’s back. I have to go” A sadness tainted his voice.

“I love you, stay safe i’ll see you soon” You blew a kiss to him through the screen.

“I love you too, doll” He imitated catching the kiss and smiled then hung up, leaving you to stare at your phone wallpaper of the both of you making silly faces on one of your first dates.

[opiopal]

thinking about mams being a good boyfriend cuz I need it rn lol.

imagine being at a party at Lord Diavolo’s castle. It’s noisy and crowded, and every single person there seems so important, and mc just can’t seem to figure out if it’s ok to say hi or even look anyone in the eyes. Their outfit is… nice, but it’s uncomfortable in all the wrong places and they can’t help but feel a little insecure and intimidated by everything. They’re trying their hardest to stay by themselves, off to the side, but every single glance from anyone at all makes their face grow red in embarrassment. they start to fumble with their hands, pulling and picking at their nails and the dead skin around the area. It’s a bad and nasty habit and they know. but they had nothing else to fidget with to get their anxiety to go away, and they simply just can’t help it right now.

just then they feel a hand gently grab onto one of theirs and carefully pulls it away from them, of course they jump a little and then their head to see who’s grabbing them-only to be met with the familiar and handsome face of their boyfriend. he avoids eye contact for a moment to look around the room before turning to look at them, he looks calm but it’s obvious he knows very well how stressed they are right now. he scoots closer to them, intertwining their fingers as he gently squeezes their hand, he offers them the glass he was holding, which was really just some sort of fruit juice, it was obvious it wasn’t one of the multiple fancy alcoholic drinks that were being served, at least it didn’t taste like it was. Honestly it was hard to tell if it was something that was actually being offered by the multiple servants walking around with trays in hand. mc quickly chugs down the drink to get rid of the dry sensation in their mouth, they set it down on a near by table and simply scoots closer to their boyfriend, reaching over and grabbing his hand with both of theirs now as they press their forehead to his shoulder. Squeezing their eyes shut.

his free hand carefully yet firmly rubs against their back as he leans his head down and mumbles to them,

“do you want to go home?”

Mc nods,

“alright, then let’s go” ”but what if someone notices..?” “Well then they can go kick rocks. If you don’t wanna be here then you shouldn’t be forced to. I’d rather deal with my brother scoldin me for hours then you have to be here for another second, ya hear?”

Mc falls silent again before nodding, he moves his hand to the back of their neck and gently kisses their forehead, then wraps his arm around them to exit the ballroom without being noticed by anyone.(especially luci.)

back at the HOL they both decide that his room would be the best to hangout in for the time being, they both throw off their formal wear as soon as they possibly can, and as mc puts on something much more comfortable and less itchy, mams makes a run downstairs to the kitchen to get them some snacks. once they feel they’ve got everything they need, they both snuggle with each other, most likely with a movie playing on his projector in the background, though they clearly aren’t focused on it much. They both sat there in silence, mc had their head laid against his chest as his arms draped around them and his hands were slowly rubbing their back, mc closes their eyes and breaths in slowly,

“this is better.” ”i agree,” ”I love you,” ”i love you more,” ”that’s physically impossible by the way,”

They both giggle as mc turns their head to look at him, and they share a quick kiss before finally turning their attention to the movie.

[taylorman2274]

Reverse Isekai Genshin Shenanigans #3

Characters: Yoimiya, Kuki Shinobu, Cyno

Taglist: @avalordream;

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*BANG*

A flash of red lit up the night sky.

*BANG*

A flash of blue this time.

You looked up at the night sky with a neutral expression. Although the fireworks were a pretty sight, watching them many times over the years dwindled your excitement levels.

However, that couldn't be more different than the girl sitting beside you.

You looked over to Yoimiya. Her eyes were solely focused on the fireworks. She was making small oohs and aahs as her eyes tracked each firework that launched into the sky.

A small smile crossed your face. You felt pretty good reaching out to her and inviting her to the fireworks show. This was actually the first time you reached out to anyone in Teyvat and invited them to an activity on Earth. Initially, you were scared about inviting anyone out of the blue for something you didn't know if they would like.

However, once Yoimiya asked you to invite her to any fireworks shows in the future, that made inviting her much easier.

And that's what brings the two of you together right now.

*RING*

...At least until your phone rings.

Taking a quick peek at Yoimiya, you quietly reached into your pocket and checked your phone to see who on Earth was calling you at such an ungodly hour.

...

Oh, it's your friend. Yeah, that checks out.

"Be right back, Yoimiya. I have to take this."

Yoimiya, oblivious to the futuristic device in your hands, says nothing. Her eyes never turned away from the fireworks.

Quickly, you head inside and answer the phone. "Yo, what's up?"

"Dude, are you watching the fireworks right now?"

You frowned. "Well, I was, until you called me."

"Perfect!" you heard some shuffling in the background, "I can't wait to show you what I've got."

You hesitated to respond, looking back towards Yoimiya. "Do you think it can wait, I actually have somebody over right now."

"Ohhhh~? Who is it~?" they teased.

"A friend," you quickly replied. No way you were gonna reveal to anybody that someone from a video game was actually real.

...Especially with all of the edits of her you've seen on your socials.

"Oh come onnnnnnn. You don't have to be scared. I won't spoil to the world that you're in a relationship for once in your life."

You furrowed your eyebrows. "Yes, you would."

"Nah you're right I totally would," they proudly said. "But getting back to the point, guess what I've got~."

You thought for a brief second, but ultimately could not think of anything that this idiot would have that warranted bragging to you. "I dunno, what?"

"El. Diablo."

Your face scrunched up in confusion. "What?"

"El Diablo! It's supposed to be one of the best illegal-yet-for-some-reason-totally-legal fireworks out there! And now it's with me! Wanna see me light this bad boy?

You looked back toward Yoimiya, still watching the fireworks. "Dude, no, I'm not gonna ditch my friend for some firework."

"You don't have to!" you heard more shuffling in the background. "I'll launch it right now and you and your 'friend' can watch it!"

You began to panic a bit. "No no no, please don't. I want tonight to be a good first impression for them."

"Aha!!!" your friend shouted. "I knew you were on a date! No worries, [Y/N], I'll make sure tonight ends off with a 'bang'!"

They hung up after that, but you could picture your friend laughing evilly as he was lighting El Diablo.

"Oh God," your face paled. "I have to warn Yoimiya."

You quickly ran back outside. "Yoimiya."

No response.

"Yoimiya!"

...

"Hey! Yoimiya!" you softly shook her shoulder. "We have to go inside right now."

Still no response.

You stepped in front of her line of sight. "Hey."

Yoimiya finally showed signs of life as her eyes fell on the figure blocking her view. "Wha-. Hey! [Y/N]!" She attempted to look around your body. "Move out of the way!"

You rapidly shook your head. "No. We've got to head inside."

"Why?"

"My friend just told me that they were about to fire off a special firework but it's actu-"

"WHAT?!" Yoimiya stood up. "Your friend made a special firework just for you and you're not gonna give them the pleasure of seeing it?"

"No, you don't understand. This is NOT a firework. This is a BOMB, disguised as-"

*SCREEEEEEE*

"TAKE COVER!" you shouted as you ran back inside and leapt behind the couch, covering your ears.

Yoimiya looked back towards you in confusion. "A bomb? What do you mean?" she turned back around. "It's just an ordinary..."

*BOOM*

Aside from the ringing in your ears, you could barely hear Yoimiya's shriek of shock over the blaring car alarms.

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You were in the kitchen eating a quick snack from the pantry when you suddenly heard a noise from your bedroom. It was a familiar noise though, one that you had come to recognize pretty quickly.

That noise indicated that somebody from Teyvat had crossed over from their world to yours.

But not just anybody could come and go as they please. Instead, the Traveler informed you that only certain people would be given permission to go to your world, similar to how only certain people are allowed within the Traveler's Serenitea Pot. You think that there's a special kind of token that they give out to each of their friends, but you haven't asked them about that yet.

But enough thinking, for now, you have a guest!

You set aside your snack and walked over to your bedroom. Once you got there, you spotted a familiar green-haired, mask-wearing girl perusing her new surroundings. One that you know has never visited your world before.

"Shinobu?"

She quickly turned her head towards you. Initially, her eyes widened in shock, but she quickly calmed down after noticing you. "Hello. I assume you're [Y/N]?"

You nodded your head. "That would be me."

She nods her head in return. "Good. Let me get straight to the point then. I have a couple of questions to ask of you."

"It must be something important," you thought. "Otherwise, I don't see the Traveler allowing her to interrupt my day."

"Oh? What is it?" you asked.

She crosses her arms. "To start off, I learned from Itto that he recently came here, is that correct?"

"Yes," you nodded. "He came a couple of days ago."

"Okay..." Shinobu brought a fist to her chin. "And was there anything he did that was of great concern?"

You raised a quizzical eyebrow. "What do you mean by that?"

"Well last night, I had asked Itto where he had been since I hadn't seen him for a couple of days. He told me he had been hanging out with you. I then asked him how things went to which he responded that everything went along smoothly."

She looked back towards you. "However, the way he responded was concerning, to say the least. Instead of giving a straightforward answer, his answer seemed almost panicky, insisting that everything was okay and that I shouldn't investigate."

You also brought a fist to your chin. "...So you're here to investigate if he did anything wrong?"

"Correct." Shinobu nodded. "So. Did he do anything worth mentioning to me?"

Keeping your fist to your chin, you looked at the ground in front of you. You thought back to your time with Itto. You mostly just showed him around your apartment explaining what everything was and how it worked to the best of your knowledge.

After a while, you finally replied. "No. Nothing in particular."

However, Shinobu was doubtful of your response. "Really?" She crossed her arms. "No concerns, complaints, or even... damages?"

Your eyes darted to the side before quickly looking back at Shinobu. "R-really! Nothing of your concern."

Shinobu's eyes narrowed.

"Honest!"

...

...

...

"Okay, he did do one thing."

Before you had even finished your sentence, Shinobu closed her eyes and pinched her nose in frustration. After a few seconds, she let out a sigh before opening her eyes. "...Should've known."

"It's really not that big of a deal," you reassured. "I'm pretty sure I can take care of this by myself."

However, Shinobu wouldn't budge. "At least let me see what he did so that I may enact my own punishment accordingly."

You put your hands up. "I-I don't think you should go that far."

Shinobu glared into your eyes. "[Y/N]..." she warned.

...

Damn, she really was scary when she needed to be.

"Got it," you put your arms down. "I'll go ahead and show you."

You directed her over to your couch in the living room. Overall, it was a nice, comfortable couch covered with cushions, blankets, and pillows. However, anyone who has looked at numerous couches knows that pillows normally aren't supposed to rest against the wall above the back cushions.

Your couch had one pillow to speak of.

You removed the pillow, revealing to Shinobu what you had been hiding from sight. "This is where the incident happened."

To the people on Earth, nobody could probably think of a reasonable explanation as to why your apartment wall had two nail-sized holes in the wall inside a circular dent that low to the ground.

To Kuki Shinobu, who has seen such an incident happen before, she recognized pretty quickly that the two holes were caused by...

"Once Itto saw the couch, he immediately leaped onto it. However, his momentum led his head to smash against the wall. Normally, I'd be worried about just the dent. But unfortunately, since he has horns..." you trailed off, letting the image speak for itself.

You looked over to Shinobu and saw that she had her head faced towards the ground while her eyes were closed. You were surprised to see that she was not as angry as you thought she would be. However, you did notice that she was repetitively taking very deep breaths.

...You guess being in the Arataki Gang taught her a lot more self-control than you give her credit for.

"How much?"

You tilted your head. "Huh?"

Shinobu looked towards you, determination in her eyes. "How much for the repairs?”

You frowned, looking back towards the damage. "Quite a bit, but unfortunately, Mora doesn't exist here. I'll have to pay for this out of pocket."

Silence filled the room. You took the time to move the pillow back over the hole in the wall.

...

...

...

“…Maybe not. I have an idea."

You curiously looked over to Shinobu. "I can give you some items from Teyvat that you could sell here. That way you'll be able to make a profit to pay off the damage."

You raised your eyebrows in surprise. "...Yeah, that could actually work. The only thing is that the item in question would have to be something that exists here so that it has value."

"Understandable," Shinobu nodded. "Does your world have any iron, crystal, or amethyst?"

"It does," you nodded. "Is that what we're gonna go for?"

"We are." She puts her hands on her hips. "And I know just the oni to gather them."

...

"You're gonna subject Itto to manual labor as punishment?"

"Correction: Hard manual labor."

...

"My thoughts and prayers are with you, Arataki Itto. You're gonna need them."

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When you left your apartment to eat dinner, you remember leaving the blinds on your windows open to let in the evening sunlight. However, when you came back to your apartment, the blinds were closed leaving your apartment in pitch-black darkness.

Confusedly, you reached out to the nearby light switch to flip the lights on. But before you could...

"Well well well. Look who finally decided to show up."

You whipped your head towards the source of the noise. It was coming from the middle of the living room. Suddenly, a match was lit. The match, being held by a darkened figure, went towards an object placed below it. Before long, a flame started to flicker and the match was extinguished.

"A candle? I don't even have one...?"

Despite your confusion, you were able to notice more details of the mysterious figure sitting in your living room. After some squinting, you finally were able to figure out who this person was.

"...Cyno? What's he doing here?"

"You've kept me waiting a long time, [Y/N]," Cyno spoke in his notoriously low voice. "Don't think that you're gonna get away this time."

...

"...Get away from what?" you asked.

"From a game of Genius Invocation TCG, of course."

...

...

...

"...Are you freaking serious right now?"

Keeping your eyes on Cyno, you reached out to the light switch and flipped it on, revealing that Cyno had set up everything in advance. He sat on the opposite side of a table (one that you didn't even own... he must've brought one) with a deck of cards placed neatly in front of him. Across from his side of the table was another neatly placed stack of cards, your deck if you had to guess right.

"...Is that so?" you playfully inquired, getting into character which mirrored Cyno's nonchalent personality. "Then be prepared, for once the battle is finished, you will be left in nothing but Sume-ruins!"

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...

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"...Get it?"

...

"Cause Sumeru? Ruins? Sume-ruins?

...

Cyno sighed. "Not a pun worthy of praise, I must say."

"Oh come on!" you whined. "I've been hanging onto that for at least a week!"

You begrudgingly took the seat opposite of Cyno. "I already went ahead and shuffled your deck, so we can just go right ahead and get started."

Nodding in reply, you began to draw cards from the top of your deck. "You know, this is the first time I've ever gotten to play with one of you guys in person."

"Mhm." Cyno hummed.

"If any of my friends were to hear about this, they would think it to be so bizarre."

...

"I guess you can say this is one Grand Bazaar moment."

...

"...You really need to work on your puns."

"You are LITERALLY one to talk right now, Cyno!"

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Author's Side Notes: Sorry for the inactivity, I haven't felt as motivated to write anything. Regardless, I managed to come up with three new reverse isekai ideas.

I do have other ideas involving Kirara, Sayu, Xianyun, and the Raiden Shogun, but I don't think I can make them into an interesting short story. What I might do instead is turn them into headcannons. That way it'll be easier to write while still be entertaining.

Also, feel free to offer ideas for any other characters!

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Treat You | Jeon Jungkook | One Shot

Summary: You wanted to take Jungkook out this time around but things don't go according to plan Paring: f!reader x Jungkook (established relationship) Word Count: 1.6k~ short and sweet Warnings: Just some suggestive language but nothing crazy p.s. I wrote this in one sitting so hopefully it's okay lol Requested by an anon 💜

"Baby" Jungkook answers the phone, his gravelly morning voice sending shivers up my spine. "Did I wake you?" I coo, not expecting him to be sleeping this late making him hum in response. "I should probably get up now though" he says as I start to hear movement in the background. 

"Did you work late?" I ask, knowing he like to put in overtime when he can. "Yeah, just a few hours though" he says, making me hum. "Can I take you out today?" I offer, my heart fluttering even after all this time we've been together. "You wanna take me out?" he chuckles, the sound making me bite my lip. 

He's so fucking sexy in the morning and I'll never get over it.

"Yeah why not? It's been a while since I treated you" I say, hoping he'll bite. "You sure? You don't have to spend your money on me love" he says and I shake my head before remembering we're on the phone. 

"You always pay for everything so I wanna pay this time" I say, making my argument and he chuckles again, telling me he's giving in. "How could I say no when such a pretty girl is asking me out?" he agrees making me smile, the praise unexpected. 

"I'll pick you up at seven" I say but he tries to protest. "I can pick you up princess" he offers but I decline right away. "No. I'm taking you out so I'm driving" I say and he sighs. "I guess I forgot that my girl is so independent, letting me take care of her all the time" he says, his tone laced with something dangerous making me blush. 

"Um, I'll see you then...bye!" I rush to end the call, not wanting to give into asking to see him sooner. 

I want this date to be perfect, I want everything to be perfect.

~~~~~

After getting ready and giving myself a once over one more time I check my purse and see that I can't find my wallet. I furrow my brows, trying to remember the last time I saw it leaving me digging through my closet but after twenty minutes of searching I still come up empty handed. 

I pace back and forth in my room, trying to figure out where I could've left it if not in here but I can't seem to figure it out, leaving me huffing in defeat, looking at the clock and seeing that I'm gonna be late. 

I check inside my purse to see if I have any cash but only manage to find a twenty which is nowhere near enough to take him out to the restaurant I placed our dinner reservations at.

I do another once over and decide to admit defeat, seeing that I'm gonna have to make a change of plans and see if I can manage to take him out with what I have...

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"I was beginning to think you forgot about me" he chuckles when he sees me standing outside my car and holding the door open, showing up thirty minutes late. "You? Never" I tease leaving him giving me a kiss before sitting down, giving him the passenger princess role for the night.

I close the door once he's all settled in and take a deep breath, giving myself a small pep talk about how everything will be okay even if I can't take him where I wanted to. 

Once I get in I look over at him, the brave face that I told myself I would sport is replaced with a slightly pouty one making his brows pop up and immediately going to caress my face. 

"What's the matter baby?" he asks, brushing his thumb along the apple of my cheek. "I'm sorry, I should've been more responsible but I..." I start, cutting myself off, completely embarrassed that this is happening. "It's okay, just tell me" he coaxes me, making my eyes water. 

"I can't take you out tonight" I say, my voice so quiet he could barely hear it. "Why? What's wrong?" he says, worried that something might've happened. "I...I don't know where my card is so I don't have enough money to pay" I admit, looking down at my lap, trying to hide how upset this made me. 

I wanted to do something nice for him, something to show him how much I appreciate everything he's done for me but I couldn't even take him out for a nice dinner.

"Hey, it's okay" he says and brings my face back over to him. "No it's not okay. I wanted everything to be perfect! I wanted you to have a good time and I just messed it up. Now all I can afford to get you is some fast food burger like this is so embarrassing" I groan, slumping back in my chair and covering my face, hating that something like this is making me so upset. 

"Get out of the car" he says making me look at him like he's grown two heads. "Wha-?" "Come on get out of the car" he urges me and I do as he says. "What are yo-" "Switch places with me" he says and I follow without much of an argument since his behavior has caught me completely off guard. 

"Get in" he says, making me sit down and closing the door for me just like I had done for him a few minutes ago, completely motionless and confused, waiting for him to get into the driver's seat. 

"Jungkook what are you doing?" I ask he he hands me his phone. "Put in the address" he orders, his directions short and to the point. "Jungkook I don't have enough money to go there" I finally argue back. "And I don't care" he says making me question what's gotten into him.

"I don't wanna see you that upset over money ever again. I'm your boyfriend and I work hard to take care of you" he says and when I go to argue back he stops me. "You're my girlfriend and I take care of what's mine. We both dressed up to go out tonight so we're going out and that's final" he states but when I go to try tell him I don't want him to pay he jumps over top of me again. 

"End of discussion" he finishes, his jaw set and his eyes dark, daring me to argue with him but I just gulp and put in the address. 

~~~~~

The car ride is a bit quieter than normal after that, the low hum of the engine and the melody of our playlist coming through the speakers being the only sounds to keep us company. I turned to face away from him this time, my legs resting against the door instead of the center console making it impossible for him to rest his hand on my thigh, not wanting to give in after the way he talked to me. 

"Baby what's wrong?" he finally asks once we pull up to the restaurant, my silence going on for a lot longer than he had expected. "You didn't let me say anything" I mumble and he sighs, knowing he was definitely a lot more harsh than he needed to be. 

"I'm sorry honey I was...I was just really mad seeing you so stressed and upset over something that I could easily solve for you" he says and I hum, understanding his perspective but not appreciating the way he went about it...even if he did look really hot doing it. 

"You always pay for everything though. It makes me feel useless, like I'm just here to spend all of your money" I huff, finally admitting what's been bothering me for a while. 

"I don't see it as you spending my money. If anything you hardly ever ask me for anything so whenever you do say something I jump on it. I like getting you things and seeing that adorable look on your face when I know you love it makes it all worth it. Taking care of you makes me feel like I'm doing right by you so, please let me" he asks, explaining himself now, making me see things from his perspective. 

After taking a second to think about it and seeing the sincere look on his face I nod, accepting defeat because he'd do it anyways even if I said no. "Okay, just don't do it all the time" I say, poking his cheek and making him smile. 

"Deal, now let's go have a nice time together and forget about all of this. Then after we're done you can treat me tonight" he says, confusing me again. "But I told you I don't have money right now unless you want a milkshake or something after dinner" I say, offering that up but he chuckles darkly. 

"I wasn't talking about money princess" his eyes scan my body, taking in each and every inch of it making my skin crawl. "Did I tell you you look really pretty tonight?" he asks and I shake my head, unable to breathe with this heated tension that's grown between us. 

"You'll look even prettier on your knees for me tonight" he says, running his thumb across my bottom lip before getting out of the car and coming over to open my door for me.

"You can't just say things like that and expect me to sit through a whole dinner afterwards" I mumble before getting out of the car. "But I just did" he taunts and pulls me in by my hips before shamelessly feeling me up and kissing me before taking my hand and leading me towards the entrance. 

"You're impossible" I grumble making him laugh and snake his arm around my waist instead. "Impossibly handsome" he teases and kisses me on my cheek making me roll my eyes. "That too" I grumble and spend the rest of the dinner mentally preparing myself for the very, very long night ahead...

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hey! I stumbled upon your work, and instantly loved it. would it be ok if you could do a Sal fisher x flutter shy! like reader? Im sorry if this doesn’t make sense, but reader who has the same personality as flutter shy and is also good with animals?

Awww, love fluttershy this is a bit short and sweet and lightly proofread i apologize!!

Sal x fluttershy like reader HC

You guys most likely met in school.

Sal almost instantly wanted to try and be your friend because you seemed so sweet.

But you were really, really shy.

So when he first tried to talk to you and you kinda seemed scared or uncomfortable, he automatically figured it was cause of his appearance.

He was kinda sad about it, honestly, but at this point, he was used to it.

But then he found out you were really close with Ash, and he decided to ask her about you.

After sal told her what happened, she burst out laughing. He stood their for like 3 minutes, waiting for her to calm down as she leaned against the locker catcher, her breath with a big ass smile.

"Oh god dude no no no. It's not that she's scared of what you look like she's just scared to talk to people in general. She actually thinks you're pretty dope she just struggles to talk to people. But don't worry, I'll help you." Ash says, patting his back as she continues to chuckle.

It reassures him a little. Ash said she would introduce you guys, which was nice but also a little scary. He did not wanna freak you out.

But once ash does Introduce you guys shit lights up.

You all are besties.

The first time you came to his apartment and saw Gizmo, you almost ran to that cat. Picking him up and talking to him. To sal it was almost like Gizmo understood you.

A lot of the time you guys hang is sal playing games or playing guitar while you play with Gizmo.

It's the only time that cat gets any exercise cause whenever sal tries to wave the shoestring in his face, Gizmo looks at him stupid.

After some time of hanging with Sal, you start to come out of your shell more. Opening up a bit and starting to chat more with others without being as easily spooked off.

And he also learned that you liked to sing. Alot.

He will catch you sometimes. But he knows if he mentions it, you'll stop, and you have such a nice voice, so no way he'll do that.

One day you mentioned how much you wanted to be a singer but didn't have the balls and he convinced you

Somehow

To sing while he plays guitar. It's a nice little bonding moment.

Ash has a picture of you that she just loves so much of you holding gizmo while singing with Sal in the background just looking up at you.

She gave you both copys.copy's.

It was really embarrassing for you. Sal, on the other hand, put that shit in his locker, and it's his favorite picture

Now you are full of surprises. One thing sal didn't expect was for you to have so much build-up rage.

Now, it was the day Travis punched sal, and you weren't having that shit. As soon as Travis's fist collided with sals prosthetic, your backhand made contact with his bare face.

Nobody was expecting you to bitchslap him. After you stuck your finger in his face, almost yelling at him as you back him up against a wall before you actually manage to scream at him.

Jesus Christ.

Once Travis was gone, you went up to sal and Ash back to your normal self.

You never spoke of it again. And they were kind of too scared to ask.

With Sal, you are more open, and the group loves you to death.your love of animals is deeply loved by sal and your hidden anger. (While being a surprise) He kind of found cute cause he never thought you could be capable of it.

If yall do end up dating, expect to end up running around in the woods looking for demons and or raccoons.

We won't get into how you befriended the ghosts or how the red eyed demon won't attack you. ( it's like a little discord fluttershy situation like how they became friends)

Sal gets freaked out when it appears in front of you the first time, and you waved to it while he was trying to figure out how to escape.

After that you had some explaining to do lol.

But back on track, you guys dating is the fluffiest,cutest, toothrotting, lovely, type of relationship you will ever see.