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uknowme-not · 1 year ago

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More than Friends - Han Jisung 1/8

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Han Jisung x Reader (Afab, You/You’re)

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: You go clubbing with your friends when eventually it becomes late. While in the Uber with your best friend, the alcohol helped break the tension between you two.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Alcohol consumption, Jealousy, swearing, teasing, tiny bit of possessiveness, Nicknames (princess, darling, good girl, sweetheart), praises, soft Dom Han, oral (F receiving), unprotected sex, slight orgasm denial, creampie,

𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩: 2.1k

𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈 𝟏𝟖+

It was another day with your group of friends. Han and Lee Know to seek drinks as you and Soyeon stay seated at the booth you’re at.

You were in a tight, spaghetti strap, dress while Soyeon was in a tight tube top with leather pants which you know will be hard to get out of at the end of the night.

The four of you run a business where you vlog at different places. Normally festivals and clubs. It’s a good source of income for you guys and a great way to enjoy yourselves.

Today, a club has offered VIP treatment all on the house if you left good reviews for them and of course, being young adults, you just had to say yes.

Han walks over holding four shots across his two hands as Lee Know follows with our drinks.

“Your Cosmo my lady” Lee Know winks as he sits next to you.

You take a sip of your drink as Lee Know throws his arm around your shoulder.

As much as you enjoy Lee Know’s warmth, you’ve had growing feelings for your best friend Han. It only got harder and harder to hide these feelings.

Han and you hit it off straight away in high school, and now that you’re both somehow lucky enough to study in the same university, it has made it 10x harder to not notice him.

He’s such an outgoing character and admittedly, you got jealous seeing him dancing with other girls at events like these.

You notice Han staring at Lee Know beside you and Lee Know turns to you with a mischievous smirk. “Care to dance?” He asks.

Not thinking much of it, you take his hand as Lee Know drags you to the colourful dance floor. You made sure to take lots of videos of everyone enjoying themselves and it wasn’t long until Soyeon and Han came with the shots for you guys.

As all four of you take shots you notice Lee Know and Han walk off again.

“What’s up with them?” You chuckle.

“Boy shit” Soyeon rolls her eyes still dancing beside you.

As the night continues on you find yourself sitting back at the booth with the group. Cups of all sizes and styles spread all over the table from all the drinking done tonight.

“Remember that one time when Han got his hand stuck in that tube?” Soyeon laughs as you all join in.

Han rolls his eyes “Shut up, that was embarrassing” he says lightly.

You condescendingly rub his arm “maybe next time you’ll think before you do”

By now it’s three a.m. and the four of you are definitely too drunk to drive.

“I’m calling an Uber” Lee Know says as you all nod in agreement

“One more drink?” Soyeon begs as she drags you to the bar. “I’ll get a mojito and she’ll have a vodka martini” Soyeon smirks at the bartender.

He gives you a quick grin noticing Soyeon’s flirtatious behaviour to which you respond with a shrug.

The bartender hands the two of you your drinks “Make sure she gets home safe” he chuckles as he does his duties to ensure you get home safe.

“Don’t worry, we’ve already called a lift” you respond as you walk to the booth where the boys are getting ready to leave.

“We have five minutes until the Uber arrives. Those drinks better be finished by then” Lee Know says.

Soyeon smirks, “don’t underestimate my skills,” she says as she begins to gulp down the drink.

You and Han share a glance knowing this was bad news. You share a small chuckle and you blush slightly tucking your hair behind your ear.

“Are you okay?” You ask as Soyeon's face flushes red from her actions.

You sip from your martini as Lee Know nods disapprovingly at Soyeon giving her a lecture that you all know she won’t remember.

“Let me help” Han smirks at you as he takes the martini out of your hand to drink from.

You blush at his action. Something about the way he looked (especially his jaw) in the fluorescent lighting couldn’t make you stop staring.

“Oi, enough flirting, we need to take Soyeon home” Lee Know interrupts as he helps Soyeon up.

The four of you were quick to go outside as the Uber came along, placing her in the backseat.

“Lee Know, you go home with her. I’ll take Y/N to mine” Han says.

Lee Know rolls his eyes but nods in agreement.

Han pulls out his phone to call the two of you your own Uber.

“You don’t have to take me to yours,” you say.

“It’s unsafe to send you home alone in this state, at this time of night”

You knew he was right as he opened the door to the Uber for you but a part of you couldn’t stop smiling from the way he cares about you. You enter the backseat and he follows behind you.

He puts his arm around your shoulder as he explains to the driver the location.

As the Uber drives, you nuzzle your face on Han’s neck. You can hear his breath deepens as his heart race.

“Y/n” He breathes softly

“Yeah, Hannie?”

He leans over your face slightly “Have I ever told you how pretty you are?”

“No…you don’t tell me shit” You chuckle, taking him by surprise.

“Well, I do find you pretty” he says leaning closer to your face.

“Don’t play with me” you say softly

“I would never do that to you” He whispers kissing your lips softly.

Without a second thought, you bring your hand up wrapping it around the back of his neck as your thumb gently strokes his cheeks.

You deepen the kiss slightly as your hand finds their way underneath his top collar.

“Wait till we get home” He chuckles as he leaves soft kisses on your jaw.

“Are you sure?” You smirk as your hand goes down to palm the bulge forming in his pants.

“I promise” He responds moving your hand softly away from his zipper.

You watch as he moves your hand gently to his lips and give it a soft kiss. It was intoxicating to watch as he kissed your rings and you could feel your face burn redder.

As the Uber comes to a stop you feel Han’s hand on your waist as he guides you to his apartment.

The second you enter it is like your dress has grown tighter as he softly pushes you against his door. He kisses your neck leaving a small trail of marks as he reaches your jaw.

“So quiet” He chuckles against your skin. “What happened to the girl who was teasing me in the car?”

You stay quiet, not knowing how to respond when it feels like only mumbles will come out.

“I was so jealous watching Lee Know wrap his arms around you, you know? The way he smirked at you-” He scoffs as he continues to leave soft kisses all over your neck.

“You were jealous?”

“Of course I was darling,” He says pulling away from your collarbone to look at you.

He chuckles watching your doe eyes process the words coming out of his mouth. He leans back to kiss you and you wrap your arms around his neck to deepen the kiss.

“I’m going to make sure to kiss you everywhere he’s touched you and more” he breathes between kisses as he taps the back of your thighs.

You wrap your legs around his waist as he takes you to his bedroom. He places you on his bed as he leans down to continue placing kisses all over you.

You lay on the bed using your elbows to support you as he moves your (already short) dress up.

A quiet groan leaves his mouth as his fingers hook your g-string.

“Fuck baby, who were you planning to get with?” He says teasingly only getting you wetter.

He starts kissing your inner thighs before shooting you a look to continue. As you nod a soft yes of consent he slowly starts lowering your g-string, going back to kissing your inner thigh.

“Fuck Hannie” you gasp softly as his lips come closer to your wet cunt.

His tongue starts dancing along your folds just before taking you into his mouth. His lips and tongue savour you insistently as his nose presses on your clit; all while a soft groan escapes from deep within him.

You squirm which only makes him hold your thigh still.

“Don’t make this harder than it needs to be Princess”

You can only whine in response with a soft nod as your hand slowly moves to the back of his head.

Feeling your hand in his hair, he increases the intensity of his actions, sucking harder on your sensitive nub while using his fingers to tease your entrance. His tongue circles your clit, occasionally moving to taste the sweet nectar that starts to seep from you.

Your legs are shaking slightly around his head as soft moans and gasps escape your lips.

“Mm’ close” is the only thing you can get out of your mouth before he unattached his lips from you, making a whine escape your mouth.

“Not yet baby” he smirks teasingly as he watches you squirm on the bed.

He lowers your dress strap as he slowly pulls your dress completely off, seeing your body on full display. He pulls your hands off when he hears his belt jingle from you trying to undo it.

“Desperate?” He hums as he watches you rub your thighs together to get any form of friction.

He gives your pussy a tap which causes your hips to buck. His teasing manners only cause you to grow wetter.

You watch him take off his top and take off his pants painfully slow. Your hands wander between your legs to rub circles but he was quick to stop it.

“Only me sweetheart” he says as his hand cups your wet cunt.

You grind against his palm, soft moans calling his name. Anything to even get him to supply you with release. Little did you know, he was as desperate as you as his boxer is stained from his precum.

You watch as he takes off his boxers, his tip teasing your entrance causing you to arch your back.

“Are you okay with this?” He asks in a warm tone. “I don’t have a condom with me and-“

“I have an IUD, just please- hurry” You respond as he smirks at the tone of desperation in your response.

Watching you squirm underneath him only made him want to fuck you harder and he did such as he slowly slipped his tips in, letting out a loud gasp from your mouth.

“Good girl” He praises as he pushes more of him into you.

As he starts to slowly rock his hips, your hands tighten around the bed sheet. With each hard thrust, small gasps escape your lips.

He leans down softly and kisses your neck, your fingers intertwining with his hair.

“So pretty baby” He mumbles into your skin. “All mine right?”

“Yours” You breathe softly trying to maintain yourself.

It was only driving him crazy seeing you try to keep your cool underneath him causing him to thrust harder.

A loud moan escapes your lips which makes him smirk against your neck.

“Close-“ You barely stammer out as you clench around him.

“Just wait for me baby, you can do that right?” He kisses your lips gently.

You nod a soft yes as you try not to lose control over your desire.

A few more thrusts in and you could feel him twitch inside you.

“So tight, let me help” he says bringing his hand down to rub your clit.

You could feel your breathing shake alongside his as he kissed you more passionately.

As your moans start to intertwine you could feel him lose control more and more.

“Gonna fill you up bubs, gonna make you feel good ‘kay?” He mumbles pushing himself into you once again until all you can feel is the warmth of his cum inside you joining with your wave of pleasure.

The two of you lay together for a moment before he starts to pull out slightly, causing a small whine from you.

He chuckles leaving kisses on your lips and shoulder. “you’re okay” He comforts as he grabs a towel to clean you up.

He made sure to clean you up first before tending himself, as he starts to gently carry you under the covers.

After he slips under, you cuddle next to him, nuzzling your face into his neck while his finger traces circles on your arm.

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renalord · 2 years ago

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✰ pairing: jing yuan x gn!reader

✰ synopsis: jing yuan and reader relax under a tree.

✰ warnings: none. fluff, and the two of them kiss.

✰ authors note: first real post on this account, treat it well. requests are open (navigation). not proofread. can you guys tell im in love with jing yuan

you were sure there was nothing better than being able to rest in the cool breeze, your lover’s head resting on your legs. his silver hair was soft against your skin, untied and spread out over your body onto the grass around. his face was covered from your sight by the book you held in your hands, eyes scanning across the lines of words on each page. it was colored a darker red than jing yuan’s hair tie, something that you used as a bookmark whenever he didn’t have his hair up. although you couldn’t see his expression, you were almost certain that it was one of content, eyes closed and a tranquil smile set on his lips. his lion, which was an unusual color of white, slept beside you, one gigantic paw resting on your already numb thighs. ouch. you had tried to move it prior to reading, but were met with a grunt from the big cat and decided to leave it alone. eventually your thoughts wandered, and you became too lost to notice the hand reaching up to slowly push down your book. jing yuan blinked at you, snapping his fingers to get your attention.

“hi.” his voice was quiet, soft. your hands let go of the book slowly, instead moving to press a few fingers to his face. your mouth curved into a smile, hair flowing towards your eyes as the wind began traveling in your direction.

“hi.” you replied, imitating his calm tone. he liked that about you, your demeanor was peaceful, one he could indulge in without worrying about himself. he also knew you were a hard worker, someone who could fight for themself and protect others at the same time, so moments like these were rare but special. honestly, it’s a miracle that you get to have these kinds of moments at all.

“i miss you.” jing yuan was definitely a man of few words.

“then maybe you should stop sleeping.” you rolled your eyes, running your fingers through his hair. seriously, how does he NOT have any knots at all? the general gave a huff of laughter, lifting himself off of your legs. one of his hands rested on the mane of his lion (which somehow hasn’t killed him yet), the other reaching up to touch your cheek.

“these are the moments where i can truly rest. i should be able to do so.” his tone wasn’t rude, you knew he was joking, still you couldn’t help but make a comment about his choice of words.

“don’t you take a nap everyday?” he deadpanned and you smiled. the wind picked up slightly, brushing leaves off the tree that gave the lovers shade.

“well.. they’re not always with you.” jing yuan replied back, gaze flickering from your eyes to your lips. it was only for a brief moment, but you caught it. curse you and your superhuman ability to observe everything around you. thus, without a second of hesitation, you leaned forward to meet your soft lips with his. his usually pale skin turned red on the cheeks, pressing his hands under your jawline. green leaves continued to fall, blown away by the push of air from jing’s lion as it woke.

there was truly no better person for you than him.

#✰ renas woes #jing yuan x reader #jing yuan x you #jing yuan #hsr jing yuan #hsr #honkai #honkai star rail #hsr imagines #hsr scenarios #honkai x reader #honkai x you #hsr x reader #hsr x you #oneshot #anime #hoyoverse

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chasseurdeloup · 5 months ago

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Gone || Solo

[pm] She wasn’t possessed. It was her dad. She’s gone. She’s gone, but I […] we couldn’t stop. He’s gone, too. I think. He’s gone. I have something for you from her.

[GIVEN TO KADEN ON BEHALF OF CASS]

Kaden,

You know, I don’t think I ever really told you this, but you’re one of the strongest people I’ve ever met. Not, like, physically — I know you’ve got the big, fancy hunter muscles and all that, but you’re in a town full of supernatural people, dude, working out is so not impressive! — but in the more emotional sense. I know you’re probably making a scrunchy face at this paper right now and, like, spouting your putains or whatever saying I’m wrong, but I mean it. You get knocked down over and over and over again, but you always get back up. I don’t think there’s anything stronger than that.

That’s why I know you’ll be able to handle it when I tell you I’m going away. Knowing you can handle it doesn’t make me any less sorry to say it, though. I’m sorry to add to the list of people who have split town on you. I know it was rough when Andy left. And Alex… Well, I know I could have handled that a lot better, and I’m sure you struggled with it, too. But you kept going. You always kept going. I don’t think I’ve ever told you how much I admire you for that. You’re kind of amazing, you know? Even if you are super French.

I know I don’t have to ask you to watch over people here, because I know you’ll do that anyway. You’re a protector. I knew it the first time I met you, when you were going up against hardcore Sonic the Hedgehog. (Did you ever Google that, by the way? You should. I think video games would be good for your stress levels.) I am going to ask you to take care of yourself, though. I think you forget to do that sometimes. You’re always thinking of everyone else, and that’s great. That makes you a good man. But I think you forget to think about yourself sometimes. I think sometimes, you’re so worried about keeping everyone else together that you forget that you need to stay together, too. The world needs you in one piece, Frenchie. I do, too.

This isn’t going to be a forever thing. I don’t want to stay away forever, and I definitely don’t want to stay away for so long that I can’t see you again. That means you have to stay alive, okay? You have to stay alive until I get back so I can make fun of your stupid fluffy hair and convince you that the moon is made out of cheese or whatever. I know hunting is dangerous, but you have to be careful. I really need you to be careful. Plus… Wicked’s Rest still needs a superhero, and you’re my best sidekick. Robin got to become Nightwing eventually, you know. (Or Red Hood, or Red Robin, or Spoiler, or Signal… there were a lot of Robins. Batman had a serious Robin problem, no joke.) It’s your turn to move up. I know you’ll make me proud.

I hope that’s not weird to say. That I’m proud of you, I mean. Because I am. I know it’s been really tough for you. Alex and Andy left, and I’ve been an asshole. But you kept on going anyway, you know? I think that’s really cool. You’re so much braver than I know how to be.

I need you to do one more thing for me, if you don’t mind. There was a hunter at that creepy hunter bar, and I hurt her. I don’t know if she deserved it or not. I think she might not have. She was just trying to help someone, you know? I don’t know what happened to her after, but… if you ever find her, could you just… I don’t know, make sure she’s okay? Tell her I’m sorry? I don’t think it will mean anything to her, but I think I want to say it, anyway. I’m sorry to you, too. For everything. I hope you don’t hate me now, but I’d get it if you do. It wouldn’t change anything I said. I love you for free, okay? You don’t have to love me back. But if I see you again someday… I hope we can still fight crime together.

Love, Cass

—-

Gone.

She’s gone.

Kaden said the word over and over in his mind as he stared at the letter in his hands. Gone like Andy was gone or gone like the farm was gone? Gone like Mack was gone or gone like Damien was gone? Gone like something he might see again or gone like something he could never ever touch again. His heart ached for it to be the former. He needed it to be the former. He needed some sort of false hope that he’d see her again.

He pretended that was true as his eyes glazed across the words on the paper. He might have managed it, too, if his vision hadn’t blurred halfway through the stupid letter. Putain, he hadn’t even registered what it said, not really.

All he could think about was the word “gone.”

She was gone.

And this was all he had.

His knees gave way and he found himself sitting on the couch, hunched over, still trying in vain to read the last words he would ever get from Cass. All he could see was the rocks on the coffee table. None of them were for him specifically. These were the rocks she had brought for the cabin, the ones that she said fit the three of them while they had all lived there. When it was Andy and Alex and Kaden all under one roof. When Cass would come over and he would conveniently have something to do at the farm to give them some time alone. When it was superhero movie night and the place sounded like laughter and smelled like popcorn.

The rocks she had given him specifically were gone. Brought to the farm house. Maybe they were still there in the rubble but it didn’t matter much. They were gone.

She was gone.

Kaden threw his fist into the coffee table, wood splintering and blood splattering on his knuckles in response.

No. The letter. The letter, he couldn’t get blood on it. It was all he had left. He’d lost too much. It was gone. So much of it was gone. He couldn’t lose this too. He couldn’t lose a single word to a goddamn bloodstain.

The ranger whipped around and placed the letter on the counter, hoping that would be safe enough from the animals in the house while he went to run his hand under the sink.

Gone. Gone. Gone.

It was all he could hear in the water as it poured out form the faucet.

Once his hand was clean and bone dry, he returned to the letter, peering over it, and read every word over and over until it was nearly memorized. If only it could make any of it make any more damn sense. None of it made any fucking sense.

She thought he was strong (even though it was a miracle he was standing). She was proud of him (that was stupid, there was no reason to be proud of him, and he was proud of her first). He’d have to ask Van about video games (and maybe batman, too). He was still her sidekick (and he should have tried harder back at the cave, he should have done more). There was a hunter he had to track down (then again maybe he didn’t have to look too far). She’d loved him (even if he didn’t know why she bothered with him but he loved her, too).

And she was gone.

#submission #c: van #c: cass #vanoincidence #magmahearts #solo #wickedswriting #writing #gone

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kittyprincessofcats · 2 years ago

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RWBY Volume 9 Ep 3 - Rude, Red, and Royal

This episode frustrated me a bit at first but got very interesting in the end. And then I rewatched it and this whole post just kind of happened.

- “Uh... are we sure we should do this?” Yeah, the longer all of their interactions with the Red Prince kept going on, the more I was wondering why they were even doing this in the first place. “Because the Red King helped Alyx in the book” - okay, but clearly the Red Prince is completely different and not willing to help whatsoever. So why engage with him in the first place? It didn’t seem like he was ever going to help them so like... should have just let Yang rough up those guards in Ep2 (since he beheaded them anyways) - but then again, maybe not following the path of the story wouldn’t have worked?

- I also think it’s interesting how because “The Girl who fell through the World” and “Alice in Wonderland” are not exactly the same story, there are moments where we as viewers know more than the characters do. For instance, they think the Red King will help them, but all of us know that the Queen of Hearts is bad news.

- I love Weiss and Yang not even pretending to be nice with their birthday wishes.

- So instead of the Queen of Hearts hating white roses, we have the Red Prince hating green things - nice reference, including the “Off with their heads!” thing. And gosh, Ruby’s heartbroken expression when she says “How could you?” after he throws Penny’s sword away - she needs to come back and get it PLEASE. (And based on the trailer I’m guessing she will.)

- See, and Ruby now offering to cheer the Prince up with a game is what I don’t get. Like, at this point, they should have just left. Clearly this isn’t the King they know from the story and this isn’t working. Oh well.

- Little suggesting “small” as a compliment and then being pleased when it works - I love them.

- “Now we’re all Littles!” Gosh, I love Little so much.

- On a more serious note, Ruby being so scared for her friends during the game really struck a chord with me. She just lost Penny, the girl she loves one of her closest friends, and during this whole scene you can just see the fear in her eyes at the thought of losing someone else. When she says “No one’s going to get hurt, right?”... babygirl :((. (I hate the Red Prince so much ugh.)

- Wait, how did I only notice on my rewatch that the white pieces are losing on purpose at first because the Red Prince tells them to? That was super obvious and I didn’t catch it the first time.

- Aww, Blake blushing when Yang cheers her on is cute.

- When the Red Prince kept asking questions during the game I kept thinking... I don’t think you should be telling him any of this.

- “Little is a mouse... at least I think.” Little is Penny theory confirmed

- The entire fight sequence on the board is abolutely amazing. The music, the choreography, that one epic shot of Weiss... yeah, that’s a really amazing sequence. I get why CRWBY were hyping this episode up for the music.

- But gosh again, pay attention to Ruby during the fight and how worried she is the whole time. This is really freaking her out.

- What freaks me out here is that Blake would have fallen if Little hadn’t grabbed her. Like yikes, that was way too close!

- “unable to do the one thing you were put on this acre to do” Hmm.. so winning board games is the prince’s purpose? I still want to know more about how this whole world works. And who is the curious cat? How do they know so much? Why did they decide to save Team RWBY? I want to understand what’s going on! (I know we’ll find this all out, but I’m impatient.)

- “Change” definitely is an important theme this season. We’ll see where that eventually leads.

- So wait, did the cat... teleport them?

- “Great, so we’re not in the stupid story after all - we’re in its stupid sequel!” Oh, Weiss has the best lines this volume! (Made better by the knowledge that sequels are usually worse.)

- “You’re not nearly as interesting as the others I’ve met.” Okay, plural there - so Alyx isn’t the only human the curious cat has met. Either they already met Jaune and/or Neo, or there have been other humans besides Alyx here before - probably the latter.

- “Can’t anyone here be normal?” I’m kinda feeling you on that rn, Weiss. But then again, this is Alice in Wonderland - "we’re all mad here” and all that.

- Has Yang ever used “Rubes” as a nickname for Ruby before? I like it!

Something, something, brothers of light and darkness...

Green lightning and green rain - so here’s how green symbolizes Penny and therefore her spirit is still in this world... okay that one’s maybe a bit too far-fetched

What is the Jabberwalker holding here? They ask “Fix?” and then throw it away. Looks like a piece of metal? Did anyone get a closer look? Whatever it is, this seems important.

(Okay, far-fetched theory time because I want her back: This is Penny’s core (we don’t know if her new body was fully human - Ambrosius never specified that it was and Team RWBY never specifically asked for it to be) and if Team RWBY take it back to Remnant, Pietro can build Penny a new body and they can revive her again.)

So, Neo falling is represented by a pink comet crashing down. This makes the intro more interesting:

We see a red comet here in the beginning - Ruby, I’m guessing.

And then we see two blue ones here. Now this is interesting. This could be Weiss, but who else? Jaune fell after Ruby, but wouldn’t his be yellow? And why only show Weiss and not the others? I think it’s more likely that this is either Alyx and someone else (the other human the curious cat has met?), or that it’s Alyx twice if she’s reliving her story in a time-loop like some people have theorized. But I think it’s the former, as we also see someone else behind Alyx here:

So yeah, I think there was definitely someone else with Alyx.

- Also, since Neo and Ruby/Blake fell at the same time, but Neo is only landing now, that makes me wonder how time works here and if Jaune has even landed yet.

- So wait, did Neo’s semblance just evolve? She seems surprised at the copies of herself suddenly appearing, so this seems new. Really cool, but at the same time Neo was already one of the most op characters in the show; so this is kinda terrifying.

- Aww, poor Jabberwalker, I feel bad for them. Let Team RWBY befriend the scary monster, actually.

Yeah, interesting episode - but I need to know how it goes on now please.

#RWBY #RWBY Volume 9 #RWBY v9 spoilers #RWBY spoilers #RWBY theories #Ruby Rose #Weiss Schnee #Blake Belladonna #Yang Xiao Long #RWBY Little #Neopolitan #Jabberwalker #Red Prince #Penny Polendina

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soir-rouges-esprit · 9 days ago

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xxxv.k: The Red, “it’s about five to six hundred pounds, six feet tall and about forty inches in diameter.” Fuck me … *sigh* ok, and are you helping set this up any further or am I gonna have to figure all this shit out? “I’ve got the shit all handled for the most part … just have been needin some hired muscle to go and fetch the bugger. I’ll provide a box car that will come with a little trolly, you’ll have to somehow get the truck into the back of the facility and then open one of the garage doors, where then you’ll take the trolly, find my tank in the storehouse there somewhere, grab it, load it up … and then get the fuck back here in one piece you got me?” yeah … I got you. “Good … *sigh* ok Salem … you'll get your guns and ammo. Set that meeting up with me and that damn Viper, and we'll move from there.” Right. I go to stand and turn to walk out the door. “But Salem!” I face her. “Find my Sophia.” I gave her a stern nod … then out I went, saying bye to Auzwel. See you later Auzi. “I'll be sure to drink to your death … again.” *tsch* Yeah yeah … better get yourself something in the meantime then … that drinks gonna be awhile. “*Giggle* so be it, farewell Salem” I gave a final wave and out I went. Feeling somewhat accomplished … I started to head back home, walking the streets as if I wasn't a breathing target for many of the bloodthirsty monsters lurking within the very shadows cast by the tall mega-buildings I traversed through. “Oooh … so we are to hire the great big Mori to provide us our weapons in lew of buying it from The Markets or Rataways aye? … feeeels … Dangerous! Hahaha.” How so? I mean yeah for Mori it is, just as she said she'll most definitely be targeted eventually … Alzon will figure who were getting our weapons from sooner than later, no helping that. “No no no … I mean … if we are to entrust her with our full demands, are we just accepting that if that hog gets stuffed for gangsters' feasting, that we'll be out of guns!? Out of Bullets!?” If everything goes to plan … we won't have to worry about that. “And if it doesn't go to plan??” We'll figure it out later ok … we don't have the time nor real resources to replace her if that happens … we'd be better off paying for new names and addresses to try and hide forever. “What!? We've plenty of time, and plenty of resources.” Well, I'd love to hear how you fuckin figure that?? “Alzon … will not move unless provoked further�� which we have to do remember … the trucks with the guns and drugs!? Hello!? What were you asleep for that part or something? “Provoked!! … to attack … the trucks are something that will provoke him, but not in a way where he's going to be able to retaliate … nor would he want to you understand?” nope “*Sigh* He isn't going to attack you when he One! Doesn't know you're even doing it, at least not at first. He'll need to investigate these attacks, which yes … he'll probably soon realize who's doing so, but not instantly, and not without heavy care and caution/time and money … we've plenty of time to fuck him over while preparing our own product safety nets.” Ok … say that's even how it goes down, which you'd have to admit is a gamble. Who's our other sellers? “*scoff* gods were you not listening?? *Ahem* … The Markets! The Rataways! Hello!! … don’t tell me you were asleep for that part?” Yeah Yeah Smart Ass! Ok I fuckin get it, funny fuckin joke … but … we don't have any more contact's there; the last shit-eating street rat we knew who was willing to do any business at all, was that grifter Clayman … and he well … basically bit the bullet hard. “Huh?” He took his handgun one night mid tweak, and blew the brains of Chiyo Hayashi all over the dash of his fuckin shitty ricer, she was an old Japanese mob boss's daughter … who he was dating/doing drugs with at the time … [To Be Continued]

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knoxa1ways · 3 years ago

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Sharing dorms with them + their confessions!

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Writer's notes: hey hey, I'm so sorry this took a while, I've been quite busy at school and I've been procrastinating, forgive me 😭😭 I know I meant to write for more female characters, but this one has more male characters since I had more ideas for them 💀💀- but do note that the school au might become a series and I might add more themes + write for more characters :P I also hope that everyone has been doing great and coping well out there! <3 I hope my fanfics could at least make your day better 😹😹

Fluff

School AU + confessions

Xiao, Venti, Hu Tao, Kazuha and Albedo - x reader (individually)

Xiao!

Ok, living in the same dorm as this guy?? How is it like to live one of my dream 😹😹

When you first met him, the first thing that came to your mind was emo. I mean. I would too.

You guys never really talk but when you start getting closer to him, you’ll find out that he’s such a softie, a tsundere in fact!

I would shit tears if I saw him come out of the bathroom with his hair wet…… that shit must’ve been so breath-taking (STOP THIS WAS ME BACK IN FEBRUARY I WAS SUCH A SIMP FOR XIAO 💯💯)

XIAO IN A PONYTAIL XIAO IN A PONYTAIL XIAO IN A PONYTAIL

He cooks your meals sometimes

Generally a really cool person to share a dorm with, as long as you’re nice to him, he’ll eventually open up <3

Your roommate seemed to be a cold person. He was never seen hanging out around other people and he was mostly alone. When you found out you had to share dorms with him, you thought you would have a tough year. You were wrong. So wrong.

Xiao looked cold and aloof, but he’s honestly a really sweet guy once you get to know him. That one time when you woke up late for school, there was breakfast on the table made by Xiao. “You woke up late, again. My classes don’t start at this hour today so I thought I could make you a simple breakfast to have on the way.” He states, passing a sandwich wrapped neatly in a paper bag along with your favourite coffee. His hair was in a mess and his voice sounded different… It was like it was his morning voice… Wait. Did he just wake up? Was he worried that you overslept and made breakfast to save your ass? You were about to ask him when the door slammed on your face. You couldn’t help but to grin and laugh to yourself.

Xiao is also a really big tsundere. Like seriously. The other time you were out with another classmate and he saw you flirting with them and he obviously did not seem to be enjoying it. He was frowning and pouting throughout. When you got home though, that was when his true emotions started to show. He pulled you to the couch with him and started cuddling with you. “Xiao… are you… jealous?” you teased. He said nothing in return, face however, turning as red as a tomato.

“Y-you! Fine… whatever. Just stay like this for a while, Y/N. And… I love you."

Venti!

HE’S MINE STAY AWAY. /j we can share him, Venti simps and enthusiasts are welcome here <3

He’s definitely a class clown. Or he got popular because of his musical talent.

HIS ROOM. HIS ROOM WOULD DEFINITELY BE MESSY.

“Oh hey y/n, ah ah ah, watch the lyre on the ground, don’t step on my precious baby!”

GAME NIGHT. GAME NIGHT.

PRANKS 24/7. IF YOU CAN’T HANDLE SPICE, DON’T BE SURPRISED WHEN YOU TASTE SPICY SEASONINGS IN YOUR INSTANT NOODLES

He’s the background music in your pair work. It’s not pair work anymore it’s just you on your own while he plays on his stupid little lyre.

“Oh? Contribute? To what? I’ve contributed enough by playing music! Now, focus, or we’re both failing! What? You won’t do it if I don’t join you? Fine, I'll do my part then!”

Going to 7-Eleven stores at 3 am at night is pretty normal with him. He either never sleeps, or sleeps like a pig.

He’s probably the worst roommate you could get. He scores full marks for entertainment but he’s basically useless when it comes to homework or helping around the dorm. He won’t help with the cooking or housework. >:( But he’s cute so you forgive him <3

Your roommate is an energetic person. He gets annoying every now and then, but he’s still a really nice person. He was well known in school for his musical talent and he often performs during special events. When you found out you were going to share a dorm with him, you had mixed feelings. It was great that you were sharing with someone like him, but he seemed to have no concern about cleanliness or hygiene, whatsoever.

Venti often goofs around and doesn’t think much about the consequences. You thought he was funny though, no doubt. He’d often crack a silly joke that would make you laugh so much your stomach hurt. He’s sometimes a responsibility and you often have to nag at him before he helps out or does his homework. “Venti! This assignment is graded! Stop fooling around and complete it!” “What assignment was that again? H-Hey! Why are you taking off your slipper and holding it up like that- Ow! Wait, have mercy!” He’d often play on his lyre when you were relaxing. (At least he’s thoughtful..) He never cooks or helps out in the dorm. You have to do all the work for him. His room was a mess, clothes would be scattered everywhere on the floor, even his precious lyre would be on the ground.

Venti is also a prankster. You should not be surprised to find tons of fake spiders hiding in his drawer collecting dust. (He’s waiting for the chance to prank you <3) You knew he could be rather poetic and romantic, but you never expected him to be that foolish.

The clock displayed large numbers. 2:24 am. Why was Venti not back yet? You knew he went for a huge party that Childe invited everyone to but you didn’t go for it since you weren’t feeling too well. Suddenly the door slammed open with Venti stumbling in. “Heyy~ I’m baaack….” You gasped. Venti did not look well. How did he even manage to find his way back? “Were you out betting with Kaeya, again? Venti, I told you multiple times not to drink so much just to prove you’re better! Look at the state of yourself!” You said, pulling him to his bedroom.

“Y/N…” He said as you helped him onto his bed. You handed him a glass of water and helped him drink. “Thaank you~ Ugh, Y/N! You look especially blurry tonighttt…” He slurs as he grabs on your cheeks, pulling you closer to him. Your breathing hitched as you felt his warm breath against your skin. “Venti… Please… lie down…” You said, flustered. “Hey… Y/N? I… I love you so muchhh… please cuddle with me tonight…” He slurs on his words, pulling you together with him to lie on his bed. You were facing his sleepy face, only centimetres apart. Wait. Did he just confess to you? You got up and threw a pillow at him. “You dumbass! Confess to me when you’re not drunk! Go to sleep!” You stumbled out of his bed and you were about to leave the room when you felt his hand grip onto your wrist.

“Y/N… Please… at least sleep with me tonight…”

Hu Tao!

She’s basically Venti, but better. I bet her room would be cleaner at least.

She’ll annoy you until you pay attention to her

Horror movies and horror games. She loves to see you getting frightened out of your guts as you grab onto her arm in fear.

Prankster. If you get scared easily, you’d be doomed.

She probably scores mostly D’s in class…

I like to headcanon that she’s actually pretty good at art. It’s just the art she produces is unique… and scary….

She would cook sometimes, and her cooking often looks suspicious and tastes odd, but you still consume it either way, because you’re such an amazing friend. (Spoilers, you'll be stuck in the toilet for the next couple of days)

She may goof around often but she’s always in your back on call and she’s really loyal.

Study sessions with her would turn into dumb conversations about your classmates and teachers.

Dark jokes or dumb ones that make you want to beat her up

HU TAO WITH HER HAIR DOWN??? SHE’S SO CUTE.

A really fun roommate to have, she’s loyal to you and she’s really nice. Treat her well.

Your roommate is a prankster, she enjoys watching your reactions. You’re often on your toes, unknowing of what she’d do next. She can be really sweet though, and she’s really adorable. Nonetheless, she’s one of the popular girls in school. When you found out you were going to share a dorm with you, you had mixed feelings. You were excited for sure, but at the same time you had your doubts, knowing what she’s like.

Hu Tao has an interesting style and sense of humour that usually sends shivers down your spine, but you can tell she’s trying her best to fit in while being herself. She often reads her poems to you and they leave some sort of impression on you, because her poems have… some sort of dark meaning behind them.

She does help around the house a little, not much. She doesn’t cook though. The reason is… very special for her case. Don’t be surprised if she serves you a plate of suspicious looking spaghetti with meatballs decorated to look like eyeballs… (which she has only served once because you fainted at the sight of those ‘meatballs’) She also enjoys pranking you tons, especially by jumpscaring you. You could just wake up to use the washroom and a freaky mask of some sophisticated monster would greet you right after you open the door.

Interestingly enough, though you knew Hu Tao was talented, you never realised how amazing her art is. Though they’re often a display of darker shades like black or mahogany red, her pieces often turn out really pretty. “Hey Y/N, could you grab me a couple of paint brushes from the art room today and pass them to me? Huh, me? Stealing? Who says? Is there a rule that says that students cannot borrow art supplies from the art room for their own personal use?”

You know that Hu Tao would often drag you onto the couch with her to watch really gory horror movies, but you never realise what her true plan was behind all of that. It was about 1 am in the morning when both of you were both huddled together on the couch, eyes glued onto the television. “Tao… this is scaring me…” “Come on Y/N! Just a little longer! This is the part!” You squeezed your eyes shut as you covered your ears and huddled closer to her. You could hear the muffled sounds of the television and Hu Tao’s giggles. You felt her warm hands suddenly grab onto both your wrists and pull them apart from your ears.

“Relax, Y/N. Scoot over if you’re scared, I’m here, you’re not alone. Thank you for watching this movie with me even though you obviously don’t enjoy this genre of movies. I appreciate it and.. Well uh, I know this is an awkward time to say, but I really love you, Y/N.”

Kazuha!

THIS MAN. THIS MAN.

He’s probably one of the popular guys let’s be honest, he’s literally perfect

You were surprised to hear that out of everyone, he was sharing a dorm with you.

(let’s say you had a crush on him, because why else would you be reading this.)

KAZUHA WITH HIS HAIR DOWN KAZUHA WITH HIS HAIR DOWN

He would cook your meals like the malewife he is.

You loved his cookings, they were usually fish but they tasted amazing and his cooking technique for every meal would be different

Oh god imagine movie nights with him… and he’ll let you lean on his shoulder…. Awww….

Perfect roommate. He’s not messy, respects you, gentleman, sweet, good looking, cooks your meals and even studies with you

Your roommate is soft-hearted. He was good looking and well known in school. You admired him a lot. Many girls swoon over him and you felt as if you were out of his league and thus never tried communicating with him. When you found out that he was going to share dorms with you, obviously you were exhilarated. Your crush, sharing a dorm with you? You’d die for that opportunity!

Kazuha is a true gentleman. He cooks and helps around the house. He even studies with you and treats you nicely. He’s talented in Literature and you wouldn’t be surprised to hear his dulcet voice reading beautiful poems. He usually is the one that cooks your meals, and the dishes often had fish in it. You weren’t complaining though. You loved eating fish, and this was cooked by your crush after all. When studying with him, it always felt refreshing. His voice was calm and soothing, you always felt safe when you listened to him read out some of the notes. Bonus, you got to see his hair down. Which was something no one got to see, other than you. You loved that you got to see sides of Kazuha that nobody could. You felt special.

You know that Kazuha is a romantic person. You’d get jealous over the love letters and poems sent to him by a bunch of girls trying to catch his attention. He’d usually look through them in the living room, and you’d often roll your eyes over the stupid little poems those pink letters with tons of hearts contained. Kazuha was observant and picked that up almost immediately. He laughed lightly. “Y/N? What’s with that reaction? Jealous that you don’t get any love letters? Or upset that I’ve been getting too many love letters but you want my attention?” Your heart stopped. “Me? Oh, no well uh… I…” You just ran off to your room and slammed the door, hiding your face in your hands. Kazuha grinned, much to his amusement.

On the next day when you got back from school, you had the biggest surprise of your life. Kazuha wouldn’t be at the dorm as his classes started later than yours, which means he would be back in about three hours, much to your relief. You did not wish to see him after you’ve embarrassed yourself. You went to your room and shut the door. Slouching on your chair, you sighed. You got up to get food when you noticed a pretty red envelope on your desk. Beside it was your favourite flower and a maple leaf. You grabbed the envelope and took out the letter. You gasped at its contents, turning red.

As these maple leaves fall,

It reminds me of it all,

Gracefully, you entered my life.

And I fell in love at first sight,

But I stayed quiet until that night.

Thank you for opening my eyes.

Let’s soar high in the skies,

With our hands intertwined together.

Allow me to stay with you forever.

And I’ll love you until the end of time.

-Kazuha.

Albedo!

Rounded glasses!

He’s probably hella quiet but once you get to know him, it’s pretty fun.

You’re probably his only friend because he practically talks to no one, and he doesn’t just have casual talk with stupid people. (you’re smart in his eyes <3)

3 am study sessions…. Because I said so.

Falling asleep on his lap as he studies is pretty normal

Y'all just eat instant noodles or McDonald's…

He probably never leaves his room, so you camp in there to disturb his busy ass

"Ah Y/N, I assume you have come to annoy me once again, haven't you? Well, don't be shy, make yourself at home. Just don't ruin my experiment, that'd be awful for me to clean up."

He tutors you. If you're terrible at science, like straight up terrible, he's gonna make sure you get on his level in a month or so. He's scary.

Can we talk about Albedo fanart real quick??

Anyways I think he'd be a good roommate. He's not the most entertaining person to be with but he definitely tries his best to make you laugh.

Your roommate is intelligent. He is soft spoken and often locks himself in the laboratory to work on his experiments. You admit, he’s good looking and that made him quite well known in school. There were often people crowding outside the laboratory, eyes glued on him in awe as he worked on his experiments. When you found out that you were sharing a dorm with him, you didn’t really have much of a reaction, you just thought that you two wouldn’t communicate with each other at all.

You were half correct about that. At first, Albedo never leaves his room, you were worried for his sake and you often ordered food for him and placed the meal on his desk whenever it was mealtime. Until one morning, he was the one that came into your room with food in his hands. “Oh, Y/N, I prepared some food for you. I know it’s not the best, but I just wanted to repay you for helping me order all those meals. If it weren’t for you, I’d probably be starving until midnight daily.” You glanced at the plate of scrambled eggs with a side of bacon paired along with a scrumptious sandwich. “T-This is for… m-me? I wasn’t expecting this at all… Thank you, Albedo, I really appreciate it.” You smiled as you took the plate in your hands. You were surprised to hear the next thing he said; “I know I don’t ever hang out with others, but you’re always welcome to study with me, just come into my room as you’d like. Also, I would love to get to know you more.” he comments, closing the door gently, leaving you alone to your own thoughts. Albedo? Wanting to be friends? You were punching the air in joy. You just won the attention of someone everyone wants to be close with.

After that day, you’d often barge into his room without consent, lie on his bed and watch him study. He’d often roll his eyes as you do that but he smiles sweetly, he seems to always enjoy your presence whenever you enthusiastically share about your day to him. He would also allow you to lay on his lap whenever he was studying. You also became the only person who could enter the laboratory when he’s occupying it. Of course, many rumours spread that Albedo has a secret lover, and many people were jealous of your friendship with Albedo, but you never took it to heart.

You were laying on Albedo’s lap (as per usual) and you were rambling on about your day and how tired you were. He smiles and laughs lightly, “Y/N? Tired? Sounds like an unusual match, you’re usually very energetic.” You pout at his statement. “Hmph! If you say so, I’ll sleep then! Good night!” You say, eyes fluttering shut. You were dozing off as you heard a muffled giggle and you felt a hand running through your hair.

"Well, it’s been quite a while I’ve been wanting to say this, but I wouldn’t dare to. I love you Y/N. My feelings were there even before we shared dorms and I have always had the urge to talk to you, but I didn’t know how. Are you truly asleep? I wonder. Sweet dreams, Y/N.”

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Ahhh okay!!! That took so long to edit and write istg. I'm so sorry once again for my procrastination and slow drive to complete my fanfics 😹😹

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trashinaglass-archive · 3 years ago

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Stunt Job

Timothee&y/n and Tom&Z are both pr couples when they’re actually dating the other person in the stunt couple

A/n: The summary sucks, but hopefully y’all get what I’m putting down. My friend and I were talking about Tom and Z possibly being a pr couple (pls don’t @ me, it’s not that deep in this house, we’re just obsessed with celeb stuff, I promise😅) and this came to mind and I just thought it could be fun, so yeah.

I think this might be the longest thing I’ve ever written. And it kind of gets sloppy at the end. Sorry, but like at the same time, please enjoy.

The idea was presented before Dune started filming. It was a genius idea, you couldn’t lie. The four of you were great friends already, having a tangled web of connections. Tom and Zendaya in Spiderman. Zendaya and Timothee in Dune. Timothee and you in Little Women. You and Zendaya in Euphoria. It felt like you saw them more than anyone else in your life. It was only a matter of time before someone started catching feelings, and fortunately, it all worked out perfectly.

Tom made the first move, asking you to join him for dinner one night while filming Cherry. It was extremely awkward at first. You had done this hundreds of times as friends, but something about the word date made you both act like fools. But you eventually found your groove, and your relationship has only gotten better. Sometime along the way, Timothee and Z followed suit; their first date being an at-home picnic, bingeing as many Harry Potter movies they could fit in.

It was a genius idea. Although it did worry you a bit in the beginning, it quickly became a challenge between the four of you.

Who could make the fans swoon the most.

It was currently the night of the Oscars. You and Tim were at the hotel getting ready for the night while Tom and Z were at another hotel. You were texting your mom, letting her know how everything was going when you noticed a text from Tom.

“Did you see the post😂”

Oh god, you think with a sigh. You close the app without replying and open instagram. You didn’t even have to search for his account, it was the first one to pop up. It was a black and white photo of Zendaya sitting in the chair, makeup already done and two people beginning to work on her hair as they laughed along with her over something. The caption simply said wow.

You rolled your eyes, smirking as you already began to think of a picture to one-up theirs. You opened back the messaging app and replied with a picture of yourself. It was the complete opposite of Z; your hair in rollers, no makeup with a few pimple patches still on and masks under your eyes.

“Definitely talking about me, right”

You giggled to yourself at your own joke watching as he typed and sent, “of course❤️”

“Did you see Tom’s post?” Tim asked as he walked over to where you were set up.

“Yeah, he just text me about it,” you let him know. “But mine’s gonna be cuter.” You smiled confidently, throwing your eye masks off as your makeup artist tells you she’s ready to start.

. . .

The beading of the outfit was rough against your skin as you ran your hands down it. You walked over to where Timothee stood in front of the mirror, posing back to back as if it was planned. “Best dressed of the night,” he smirked, turning to face you.

“For sure,” you replied with a breathy laugh. You did the handshake you had made up forever ago. “Oh, let’s do a selfie.” You moved him to stand behind you as you leaned your body against his, his arm wrapping around the front of your neck and grabbing the opposite shoulder. You angled your head slightly toward his and made a kissy face as he looked at you and simply smiled. “Perfect.”

. . .

People say the night was a blur so much, it almost seems cliche, but honestly.

The night was a blur.

Walking the red carpet was always a frenzy, but it was also so fun. The two of you “bumped” into Tom and Zendaya, having the opportunity to take a mental break and just have a fun, albeit quick, chat. You couldn’t stop complimenting Z. She always had the most gorgeous red carpet looks, and tonight was no exception. Tom gave you a quick kiss on the cheek, making sure to let you know how beautiful he thought you looked.

“Therefore I have worth,” you teased, making Zendaya burst into laughter followed by Timothee. Tom rolled his eyes, used to the references from his own movies by now. “You look great, too, gorg.” You noticed people calling for you and Tim. He nodded his head, acknowledging them before looking back toward the rest of you. You said quick goodbyes, reminding them to meet in your room tonight after everything was over, and continued on your separate ways.

You posed for the cameras, separately at first. You nodded a short smile at the cameras before backing away, making your way closer to Tim but not yet making your presence known to him. You watched him, admiring the boy in front of you, while trying to hide laughs at how easily your strategy worked. You couldn’t wait to see how the pictures turned out. Someone finally called your name, causing Timothee to turn around to see you behind him. He laughed gently, “didn’t know you were there. Sorry.” He offered his hand for you as you smiled.

“No worries,” You said softly as you took his hand, moving to stand next to him. You went for the simple arms linked behind the back while your hand was in your pocket and leaning your head against him with a soft smile before changing slightly, your hand against his abdomen. “I can’t think of anything else,” your whispered, smiling brightly up at him. You saw what must’ve been a light bulb go off in his eyes because he was moving almost instantly.

“Let’s do the prom pose.” He moved the stand behind you, with your bodies angled slightly, his hands wrapped around your waist and holding your own. You couldn’t help but laugh, making it a little more dramatic than necessary, leaning your head back to look at him. A few more poses were done before his agent told him they needed to head inside.

The show, unlike the red carpet, seemed to drag on for so long. Clapping every few minutes for a new celebrity as well as smiling constantly in case a camera landed on you, it got old pretty quick. You were practically counting down the minutes until it was over.

The show went on for hours. You could tell everyone else was just as ready to leave as you were. Sighs and watches being checked happened every few minutes now. It was almost comical. Thankfully, it wasn’t much longer before the hosts were coming back out to wrap up the show. Everyone dispersed, stopping to congratulate winners, and made their way to whatever after party they were invited to.

It was such a difference from the show. People talking over loud music as they danced and drank whatever they could get their hands on. The two of you stayed for a few drinks, but left pretty early, preferring to spend time with your people rather than some people you probably won’t see for another year. You left hand in hand, Tim’s coat across your shoulders to shield you from the cold as you head for the hotel, opting to walk as it wasn’t too far away.

The woman at the desk greeted you both as you walked in. You smiled to her as Timothee responded and made your way to the elevator. Taking his coat off your shoulders, you hand it back to him, laughing as he told you about something Benedict had said to him as they were backstage at the show. Once you reached the room, you made a beeline for the bathroom. Taking off the makeup, pulling pins from your hair, and removing the now itchy clothing, opting for the biggest t-shirt you had packed. It was such a relief to be in comfy clothes after so long.

You sat on one of the beds as you wait for the other two to show up. Pulling out your phone, you look up photos from tonight. There were so many to chose from. The one being shared the most was of Timothee standing by himself, one hand in his pocket, but facing you, stood behind him with a soft smile, your hand in his extended one.

They’re so cute

I want what they have

Y/n looks so shy and he’s so sweet with her😭

The comments and photos kept rolling in. You opened instagram, adding the photo of the prom pose first and then your selfie from earlier.

Who needs an Oscar when you can have a Timothee😍

Right as you click post, a knock sounded at the door. Timothee got up to let the other two in. Tom loudly announced his presence as he walked through the door, wasting no time to walk over to where he saw you leaning against the pillows. He opened his arms like he was gonna lean in for a hug, but instead flopped down right on top of your body, causing you to groan at his sudden weight. “I missed you,” he said in a softer sing-songy voice.

You laughed at him, “how much alcohol did you have?”

“Not much,” he shrugged, his head cozy in your neck.

“That’s a lie!” Zendaya shouted, in the midst of removing her own makeup. “He had at least eight beers.”

“That’s not a lot!” He shouted back, sounding defensive. “I am an Englishman. I know how to hold my alcohol.” Zendaya shot back a sarcastic okay before going back to the bathroom. “Did you have a good day?” Tom whispered, looking up at you as he pressed a kiss to your shoulder.

You nodded your head, whispering a quiet yeah.

“Yeah?” Tom repeated, moving so his face was aligned with yours. “You looked beautiful tonight.”

“I just wish I got to go with you,” you sighed, moving your chin so that your nose bumped against his. He gave a soft smile, leaning down to plant his lips on yours for a short kiss, in a silent apology.

“I’m here now,” he offered.

“Yeah, me too,” Timothee spoke from the couch across the room, reminding you of his presence. “Y’all need some drinks, condoms? What’s that Mean Girls quote?”

You breathed out a laugh. “You should go check on Zendaya. Show her how the shower works or something.”

His eyes lit up. “That is a great idea,” he said as he stood up swiftly, walking into the bathroom and closing the door.

You both chuckled at his reaction. “At least your fake date is a guy that has to be told if it’s okay fuck or not,” Tom joked.

“At least he respects her personal space,” you joked back. “You’ve been up in mine from the moment you walked through the door.”

“Oh, so you want me to leave?” He asked with a smirk as he began to stand up.

“No!” You whined, grabbing his collar to close the distance between your bodies again so that you were chest to chest. “This is perfect.”

He smiled against your lips. “Perfect,” he said simply, pressing his lips to yours once more as hands began to wander.

You ran you hands up and into his hair, gripping it before pulling away slightly. “Did you see my post?” You whispered, not able to help yourself.

“Shut the fuck up,” Tom breathed out a laugh making you laugh out loud.

#tom holland #tom holland imagine #tom holland one shot #tom holland x reader #tom holland blurb

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devildomdisaster · 4 years ago

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Can you do the brothers reacting to S.O. MC always having an unidentifiably "familiar" scent and then finding a spray bottle with the brother's perfume in it, diluted so that it doesn't overpower MC's but still gives them a subtle trace of the brother's scent? Which brothers do you expect would take up the practice so that they always have MC's scent lingering on them?

So cute!

I think demons and angels would have a better sense of smell than humans so wearing one of the brother’s perfumes would be like Mc marking themself as the demon’s partner.

It’s not foolproof of course, after all, other demons can buy the same perfume. But between the brothers, Diavolo and Barbatos everyone wears different scents so it would be clear to all of them whos perfume you are wearing.

Lucifer:

Lucifer has been using the same cologne for several decades now. It’s honestly surprising that it hasn’t gone out of style, or become associated with old people(Like how certain human colognes or perfume is only used by your grandparents). It’s distinctive but elegant and simple enough to be timeless.

Lucifer first notices how your scent is oddly familiar a few weeks after you return to the Devildom with Solomon.

Something about your new scent is immensely gratifying to his senses.

It makes his pride flare, and he finds himself far less worried about his brothers or Diavolo trying to steal you away.

Much to his embarrassment, Lucifer finds himself nuzzling into your neck as if to scent you while trying to identify the change.

It’s early yet and you’re still curled up asleep in his bed when he finds the simple-looking perfume bottle on your desk as he is fetching you a fresh set of clothes to change into.

He stops to examine the bottle, thinking that perhaps he should bring this to you as well. Although he loathes to let you cover up his scent.

He opens the bottle to ensure it won't completely overpower his scent on you, and for a moment he thinks he must have used a bit too much of his own perfume this morning. He sniffs it again and realizes that while it is similar to his own scent, it’s different. Muddled, diluted with something, water, and perhaps a bit of your own perfume/cologne.

His lips curl into a smirk as he realizes that he’s caught his cologne thief. He’d assumed that he’d simply misplaced a bottle of his cologne but now realizes that you must have taken it back to the human realm with you and made this.

Lucifer falls in love with you all over again. He is so enamored with the idea that you want to smell like him, essentially letting other demons and angels know that you are his.

When you wake, he is sitting next to you. Still smug. Pride radiating off him in self-satisfied waves. Toying with your perfume bottle. “Mc, my dear, if you would like to let others know you are taken I would be happy to mark you more clearly.”

You swear he likes to fluster you just for his own enjoyment.

“When this is gone,” he says holding up the perfume bottle “you are welcome to more of my cologne, you needn't resort to thievery, my love.”

He won’t take up the practice himself, but if you have to be away from each other for an extended time he’ll ask for a bottle of your perfume/cologne to keep your scent fresh and near.

Mammon:

Mammon is snooping in your room again. Not to steal this time, he swears! It was just to figure out what kind of gift you’d like.

The perfume bottle looks expensive, so he picks it up. Thinking that buying you a new bottle might be a good gift.

It doesn’t have any labels so he opens it to see if he recognizes the fragrance.

He is so, so embarrassed to find out that it is a diluted version of his scent! Poor Mammon, he is so flustered when he finds out that he drops the bottle, shattering it on your bedroom floor.

Suddenly it all clicks into place for him. The reason he had been so much more protective of you. Why he had found himself resisting the urge to mark you as his more than he usually had to.

You’d been making yourself smell like him, marking yourself for him. Mammon is over the moon. You want to be his. You’re already together of course, but you want other demons to know you’re together.

It takes everything Mammon has to stop himself from going to get you right now. From bringing you to his room and marking you himself.

But he’s got a bigger problem to handle first. Your room is a mess, floor covered in glass and perfume and he’s got to fix this before you get back.

When you open your door Mammon is still trying to clean everything up and air out your room, you recognize the scent of the spilled perfume and you feel the embarrassment overwhelm you.

Mammon is looking at you, face red and stuttering out an apology. “I swear I wasn't trying to steal nothin'. I just-” He flounders gesturing to your desk “it was an accident Mc! Picked you up a new bottle of mine so you can…” if possible his face gets even redder.

“Mammon if you don’t like it I can stop.”

“What? No! Of course, you’d wanna smell like the great Mammon! Besides, I don’t want anyone else thinkin they can make a move on ya. You should keep doin it.”

Mammon won’t ask for any of your perfume/cologne but he will borrow(steal) a little of it every once in a while. Mostly when he’s going somewhere he can’t take you. It makes him feel closer to you. And it has the added benefit of preventing any demons from making a move on him, letting them know he’s taken.

Levi:

Levi can’t quite put his finger on where he’s smelled your new perfume/cologne before.

It’s familiar, but he can’t place it no matter how hard he tries.

For some reason, it makes him less jealous when his brothers are around you. Like he doesn’t have to worry about you realizing they are better than him anymore.

Levi might not notice what your new scent is but his brothers sure do.

Asmo gives you knowing little winks and you could swear you’ve seen Mammon crinkle his nose in distaste at you.

Levi doesn’t figure out why your scent is so familiar until he finds you in his room pouring some of his perfume into a different bottle.

You’re startled when Levi takes the bottle from your hand and tilts your head to the side to smell your neck.

He takes a step back from you red to the tips of his ears “M-mc you-” He gapes at you for a moment “You can’t just do that without warning me!” he whines. “You know other demons can- my brothers can- it’s like you’re telling everyone you’re mine.”

“I know, Asmo gave me the idea. He said demons use their scent to mark their significant others. I’m sorry Levi, are you mad?”

“Mad? You want to smell like me, how could I be mad when I’ve wanted to-to mark you for months? I just didn’t want to...creep you out...with all that. Y-you can still use my cologne just ask. Thought you were Mammon stealing for a second.” He says covering his blushing face with his hands.

Levi is awake for a long time that night, even after you’ve long since drifted off curled up next to him in his bathtub bed. He’s caught up in the fact that you want to smell like him and he wonders if maybe he could do the same thing with your perfume/cologne.

Eventually, he’ll ask for some of your perfume/cologne but it’ll take him several weeks to finally blurt out the question.

Satan:

Somehow your scent is different, more familiar.

It sets him at ease, like seeing you in his jacket or finding you sleeping in one of his shirts.

It clicks that you are using his scent when he notices how fast he is going through the bottle of his cologne.

His face heats up and oh my, you’re using his scent. That's why it was so familiar.

Once the surprise has passed, his lips curl up in a wicked grin.

Oh Mc, Satan is so pleased. He is so in love with you.

He has you meet him in his room to confront you. His cologne in hand, lips curled up in a smirk. “Is there something you’d like to tell me, Mc?”

You tell him about how you dilute his perfume with yours so that you smell a little like him and meekly apologize for stealing from him.

Satan’s smirk grows as you explain, and when you fall silent he pulls you into his arms. “I like having my scent on you kitten. But you know there are other ways I can leave my scent on you if you’d like?” he murmurs, kissing across your cheekbone and down your jawline.

He sounds so confident but there is proof of his own emotions in the red dusting his cheeks.

Satan might dilute some of your perfume/cologne if there is a particular reason he wants other demons to know he’s taken. Maybe an event he can’t bring you to or if there has been a particularly stubborn demon not taking no for an answer.

To be honest Satan would rather have you leave your scent naturally. By sleeping on his pillows or wearing his jacket.

If you have to go to the human realm without him for any length of time, Satan will pick up your habit and start diluting some of your chosen scent with his while you're gone.

Asmo:

It doesn’t take long for Asmo to figure out why your scent is so familiar.

He knows exactly how long a bottle of perfume will last him and has a sixth sense for knowing when someone has moved any of his beauty products.

“Mc, darling, it’s sweet that you want my mark on you but if you keep stealing from me I’ll have to punish you,” he sings.

“Is that a promise Asmo?”

He brings you your very own bottle of his cologne.

The fact that you dilute his scent with yours brings Asmo to his knees. It’s so cute! But also such a tease! He’d love to leave his scent on you in other ways too.

But first, he just wants to curl up and cuddle with you. Knowing that you want to advertise your relationship so openly makes him feel truly loved.

The feeling overwhelms Asmo and he is so, so happy that his feelings for you are returned just as strongly.

Asmo will definitely take up the practice so your scent always lingers on him as well.

Asmo is not ashamed or shy about your relationship and any demon who insinuates he should be is playing a dangerous game.

There is no hesitation in his voice when he asks for a bottle of your perfume/cologne in exchange for his.

He likes knowing his scent lingers on you and flaunts the fact that yours lingers on him.

Expect to exchange bottles of perfume on holidays.

Beel:

Beel’s nose picks up the change in your scent immediately.

It’s familiar and yet hidden beneath your own scent just enough that he can’t place it.

This is frustrating for him because he’s never had so much trouble placing a scent before.

But he likes the addition as well.

In the end, it’s Belphie who rats you out to his twin. “You know I'm sure Beel would have more fun if he got to mark you himself, Mc.”

Beel puts down the muffin he’d had halfway to his mouth to look at you, realization flashing across his face.

He smiles happily at you, light blush dusting his face.

He’ll give you your own bottle of his cologne.

But he’ll also explain how having his scent linger on you is a way that demons mark their significant others. He wants to make sure you know that you are advertising your relationship to other demons.

When you assure him you’re ok with that he’ll ask if he can do the same with some of your perfume/cologne. That way other demons know he’s yours too.

Belphie:

Belphie notices right away.

It’s obvious that the new addition to your scent is his when you’re napping in his bed with him and the new portion of your scent blends seamlessly with the blankets and pillows around you.

Belphie gets a mischievous smirk on his face as he nuzzles his face in your hair. “There are better ways for you to wear my scent, Mc.”

He doesn’t stop you from using some of his perfume to dilute and mix with your own.

In fact, he encourages the practice.

He likes the fact that other demons will know who your heart belongs to.

With his scent lingering on you it’s very unlikely that other demons(his brothers) will make a move on you.

He won’t adopt the practice himself.

Not because he doesn’t want to, but because it’s a lot of work to dilute perfume so perfectly.

But if you were to make it for him, he would wear it everywhere.

He finds your scent calming, so having it linger on him would be very nice. Why else would blankets occasionally go missing from your bed?

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messers-moony · 3 years ago

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King and Queen | S.B

Paring: Sirius Black X Fem!Potter!Reader, James Potter X Fem!Twin!Reader

Summary: James goes through a lot during his time at Hogwarts but his sister is always by his side.

Inspiration: Click

A/N: If this comes off insensitive to anyone please let me know and I will remove this.

James Potter was a handful. From the minute he was born, he had this gleam in his hazel eyes that raged and burned with trouble. His twin, Y/n Potter, was almost the opposite. The soft smile that laid on her features and the glitter of calamity in her eyes. Euphemia and Fleamont were in for a lot the minute their twins were born.

Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder is most comparative to having a web browser up with one too many tabs. James had always been unable to focus and was naturally messy. Truth be told, he thought it was normal, just as everyone else did. It wasn’t until his second year at Hogwarts did he realize something was genuinely wrong with him.

Remus told him that he had this muggle thing called “dyslexia,” which was a difficulty in interpreting words, letters, and other symbols. However, it never affected his overall intelligence because everyone knew that Remus Lupin was indeed and wholly brilliant. It got James wondering, did his inability to focus, be organized, and hyperactivity have a deeper meaning?

His twin - Y/n - was quite the opposite. She made quick friends with Remus, Sirius, and Peter, who were close friends of her twin. Y/n was top of their class, creating a friendly competition with Remus, but she was always able to focus. Often she would hyper-focus, which would leave her working for over five hours at a time without realizing it. In those times, James would have to snap her out of it.

Over the summer, James expressed his concerns to his parents. He was talking about how this could be a real issue he’s facing using Remus’ dyslexia as an example. Eventually, they gave in, letting James go to a muggle doctor. James had to fill out a questionnaire that would come back with his results in one week. That week was probably the longest week of his life. Nonetheless, his test results had come back positive.

Fleamont and Euphemia would be lying if they were surprised. After hearing about the disorder, it was almost the definition of their eldest son. Fortunately for James, the muggles had come up with a cure - no, not a cure - dammit, what was it again?

Impede the symptoms! That’s what those muggle pills do. James was required to take two pills a day, one in the morning and once at night. Y/n was in charge of making sure he did so because - more times than he’d like to admit - he would forget everything if it wasn’t for Y/n.

In third year, James was as energetic as ever while getting on the Hogwarts Express, “Aren’t you excited, Y/n?!”

She chuckled, “Yes, but Merlin, you don’t need to literally jump with joy.”

“But I’m excited!”

“I know that.”

They made their way to the compartment that held Remus, who was reading a book. James sat in front of him while Y/n took her seat beside Remus, “‘Ello Remus.”

“Hey, Potter pair.”

Y/n sighed, and James groaned, “That nickname needs to go away.”

“I quite like it.” Remus stated smugly, “Suits you both.”

“What’s that suppose to mean?” Y/n accused falsely, “It means that wherever one of you are, the other isn’t that far behind.” Remus replied.

James had zoned out already, and Y/n snapped in his face, “Take your pills?”

“Forgot.” James muttered guiltily, “Oh Godric.” She whispered.

“Pills?”

“James went to a muggle doctor this summer.”

Remus quirked an eyebrow, “Did you now?”

“Got diagnosed with ADHD.” James informed, and Remus looked amiss, “Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder.”

“Ah, I’ve heard of that.” Remus said, and James smiled sheepishly, “I feel kinda odd, like out of place.”

“Why?”

“Dunno, just, why can't I be normal?”

“You are normal, James.” Y/n reassured, “And anyone who says differently obviously doesn’t care about you.”

The compartment door slammed open, “Who doesn’t care about who?”

Remus snorted, “Ever the dramatics, huh, mate?”

“‘Course.” Sirius flopped down beside James, “It comes with my charm and devilishly good looks.”

“Ah, yes.” Y/n said, chuckling, “Don’t you see how I’m swooning for you?”

The back of her palm was against her forehead, “Come off it.” James swatted at her and then elbowed Sirius, “Better not make my sister swoon.”

Sirius chuckled and shrugged, “Can’t help it. I’m just that irresistible.”

The four of them laughed at Sirius’ dramatics and continued talking about the new term. Remus and Y/n were talking about books they couldn’t wait to read. Remus was even kind enough to gift her some muggle books he bought over the summer holiday. Sirius and James bickered about what pranks to do this year, along with which ones were better.

Third-year was fun. It was a year of flooding corridors, turning Slytherin robes red and blasting music in the common room after a Gryffindor victory. James was a brilliant Quidditch Chaser, and Y/n was a fantastic Seeker. Nothing was quite like the Potter pair. Something about them was just unforgettable.

Maybe that’s why Sirius was so fond of her. Something about the Potters made people around them smile on the hardest of days. They made sure that every moment was a night to remember. Every memory was worth reliving. So adventurous, so reckless, yet so kind and loving.

By the time fifth year rolled around, Sirius Orion Black had fallen off a cliff into a lake called love. Sirius completely submerged himself in love for Y/n Potter. The younger twin by just 20 minutes, but something about her was so divine. Was it her silk and glittering h/c hair? No - maybe it was her gleaming e/c eyes. Perhaps it was for her strive for adventure and extreme kindness.

Nonetheless, Sirius fell hard.

And who better to tell than James Potter himself?

Causally - as usual - Sirius opened the door to the Marauders dorm. It was empty aside from the brunet boy with glasses on the bridge of his nose. His hazel eyes were focused on a textbook - Potions textbook - maybe it was to impress Lily. Sirius couldn’t care less, so he pulled the chair out in front of the desk and sat before James.

“Mate, I need your help.”

“Running from Filch?”

“No. Something- Something worse.”

“Something worse?” The textbook shut loudly.

Sirius nodded, “Way worse.”

“Alright then, come into my office.” James teased, and Sirius grinned.

It was silent, “I’m in love with your sister.”

James sputtered, “Excuse me?”

“I’m in love with Y/n.”

“No, no.” James waved his hand horizontally, “I heard you.”

“Then what else would you like me to say?” Sirius asked.

“Literally anything else.”

“Sorry, mate.” Sirius muttered, “I- I really didn’t mean to.”

James chuckled and wiped his hand across his face, “I suppose you can’t really stop love, huh?”

“You really can’t.” Sirius agreed, “I tried. I promise I tried.”

“It’s not that big of a deal late.” James assured, and Sirius looked at him with wide eyes, “I trust you just-“

“Just?”

“I’m worried about her.” James completed, “I- I worry about her every night.”

Sirius softened, “It’s like you with Regulus-“ James continued before Sirius could interject, “And don’t pretend. Your silencing charms are bloody terrible.”

“I know you still care for Regulus, you worry about him every night, and I do the same for Y/n, except my silencing charms are better.” James teased sightly, “I trust you, Sirius. You’re the brother I never got but always wanted. You know, the brother I can play Quidditch with, rough around with, the brother who’s just as sneaky and mischievous as I.”

“But Y/n is still my blood. She's my twin, my best friend, my partner in crime. She was the mind behind my pranks before Remus.” James elaborated and then smirked, “Remus and Y/n make a great team, ya’ know?”

“They are quite brilliant.”

“Anyway, what I’m trying to say is, take care of her?” James looked like the eleven-year-old boy again, “Don’t make her a fling and don’t make this temporary.”

“Y/n is a strong woman, and she isn’t for weak men. I’ll be honest,” James chuckled, “She doesn’t need a man. She doesn’t even really need me. I need her more than she needs me. Regardless, take care of her. She deserves a man worthy of her. Someone that’ll get her ice cream at 4 a.m. because she’s craving it. Someone that’ll go on sporadic trips with her. Someone that’ll understand that after a hard day, all she wants is a book and coffee.”

Sirius was appalled; he’d never seen James look so passionate, “Growing up, mum always told me to be a gentleman. I know it may not seem like it sometimes, but she always raised me as one. To hold a door for them, push and push in their chairs for them, give them my jacket even if I’ll freeze.”

“Those kinda things. Dad said I should practice on Y/n, and I did. From then, Y/n always got treated like a queen, and she deserves no less. I won't lie, my parents treat me like a king too, and I don’t want any less either.” James explained, “Be the king that’s worthy of my sister.”

“That’s all I ask of you.”

Sirius nodded, “I’d be honored to serve her as my queen.”

“And if you show her no less, she’ll spit you out like chewing gum.”

He shuttered, “I hate how accurate that phrase is.”

James laughed, “I know her more than you think.”

By sixth year they were dating. Sirius would be lying if he wasn’t eternally shitting himself when Y/n said yes to going to Hogsmeade with him, alone, as a date. In fact, James almost wanted to throw him a party for finally not being a little bitch and asking out his sister. This party consisted of a bottle of firewhiskey and chocolate because that’s all that was in the boy's dormitory. But a party nonetheless.

When Lily rejected James for the last time before graduation, he was utterly heartbroken. He’d spent and dedicated seven years of his life to this gorgeous woman. Despite all his efforts and all his charms, she still wasn’t interested. James tried. He really tried. He wanted Lily so bad. His heart broke when she said her final words of goodbye.

“I’m sorry, Potter. Maybe in another life, just not this one.”

Tears had ebbed at the corner of his eyes as he made his way back into the castle from the Black Lake. In the common room, where he felt like he had just got dowsed in water. James made his way to the girl's dormitory. His hand curled into a fist and knocked lightly on the wooden door. Shuffling was heard from the other side, and the door finally opened, revealing his sister.

Without warning, James crashed into her arms, forcing his nose in the crook of her neck, “Woah.”

“Are you okay, James?”

His body shook with sobs as he shook his head no, “It’s okay. Let’s go lay down, okay?”

Gently she led him to her bed. He curled up beneath the navy blue comforter and placed his head on the silk pillow sheets. If he tried hard enough, he could forget the way Lily’s hair smelt today or the way her green eyes glistened in the sun. Now engulfed in his sister's scent, trying to remove every feeling for Lily possible, he dug his nose deeper into the comforter.

Y/n sat beside him, her back to the headboard, and ran her fingers through James’ already untied hair, “What's got you so worked up?”

“It’s done.”

“What’s done?”

“L- Lily and I.” James choked, “She- She really doesn’t want me.”

A new wave of tears overcame him, and Y/n continued to try and soothe him, “Well, she’s a tosser.”

James narrowed his eyes, “James, you know I love her. She's my best friend, but if she can’t see what’s right in front of her, then she’s an idiot.”

“Can I- Can I stay here tonight?” He asked hesitantly.

“You sure you don’t want me to stay at your dorm?” Y/n questioned, “Because you know who sleeps here.”

“Will you stay with me?”

“Till the end.”

After a couple of minutes, Y/n and James made their way down the steps to the boy's side. They walked up more steps and finally made it to the boy's dormitory. James collapsed on his bed in the left corner of the room, and Sirius perked up at seeing his girlfriend enter the room.

“Whatcha doin’ here, love?”

“Staying with my brother.”

Sirius nodded and stood up to hug her, gently pecking her forehead, “If you guys need anything, let me know, ‘kay?”

“Thanks, Siri.”

Gently Y/n pulled back the maroon curtain and sat down beside him again. James reached for her hand and intertwined their fingers. Something they used to do as kids. When a thunderstorm would go by, James would always seek sanctuary in his sister's comfort.

He fell asleep that night, knowing he was safe, loved, and knew that someone cared about him. Even if Lily didn’t love him, at least someone else did. He had his boys, and he had his sister. Right now, that’s all he needed beside him: Screw Lily and her idiot decision skills. Y/n was right; she was a complete tosser.

When Hogwarts was over, James and Y/n got a flat together. Sirius, Remus, and Peter got one only a floor above. Realistically this wasn’t the plan. James always planned to buy a house with Lily, but he was still healing, and after everything going on, it was vital for him to hold his sister close to him.

Euphemia and Fleamont barely lived to see their children graduate. Not too long afterward had died due to the horrid dragon pocks. It devastated both twins and Sirius. While Sirius wasn’t their true child, he very well could’ve. Euphemia noticed Sirius’s lingering stares on Y/n and the loopy smile that graced his features.

She was the one who got Sirius to man up. She was the one who gave him advice. She was the one who told him what books were her favorite, which chocolate she liked the best, her favorite quills. Euphemia was one of the main components in getting Sirius to date her daughter, and when it finally happened, the parents couldn’t have been happier.

James’ ADHD still remained even in his adulthood, making regular everyday tasks much harder and twice as long. Most of the time, the pills were able to help him complete those tasks. But sometimes, when Y/n wasn’t there to remind him, he would miss his days. When Y/n got home from work, she had barely taken off her shoes to see the apartment spotless.

It was a pleasant surprise, but James was never really one to clean, not that she really minded, but the apartment didn’t have a speck of dust on it. Hesitantly she put her keys on the island along with her bag.

“James!”

“Yes, Y/n?”

He appeared in the kitchen where Y/n was, “Um, did you clean the apartment?”

“Yes, I did!” James nodded enthusiastically.

Y/n sighed and gave her brother a sweet smile, “What did you not do today?”

“So, you know how you told me to go to the pharmacy?”

“Mhm.” Y/n nodded, “Indeed I do.”

“Well, they were out of my meds.” James informed, “I have to wait a week.”

“Oh, Merlin.”

“On the bright side!” James was already causing her a headache, “It’s gonna be a fantastic week! I’ve got so many things planned for us! We’re gonna go-“

James continued to ramble as Y/n grabbed her keys, bag and slipped back on her shoes, “I’m going to Sirius’!”

“Thought you were my sister.” James faked pouting, and Y/n smiled, “I love you, but you’re crazy.”

“I love you too!” He yelled as she closed the door.

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cielcius · 3 years ago

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Literally in love with ur content, your hcs make me smile like an idiot aaaaa, specially the shidou as your boyfriend one, made my day istg😭 i was wondering, can i request a few hcs of sae, shidou and gagamaru's reactions to waking up with their fem!s/o next to them being super worried about them because they fainted after a match or something? i think its a wholesome scenario shsjsjsns, thank you! 🙇🏽‍♀️🙇🏽‍♀️💖💖💖

THEY FAINT AFTER A MATCH | HEADCANONS PT. I

includes: itoshi s. & shidou r.

from the writer: awh stop ur making me smile, thank u sweets 🥺 and im sorry, i don't write for gagamaru so i only did sae and shidou but i hope u like it and thank u for requesting :))) have a lovely day/evening!

notes & warnings: fainting, mentions of dehydration, dealing with crowds and the press (shidou), a bit of internal angst and disappointment (sae), potential typos, fainting after a match pt. II

Itoshi Sae:

keep in mind that this has never happened before

there’s no doubt that he’s a great player with even better skill and stamina than most but

there’s always someone better

Sae wasn’t going to let that steer him away after all his hard work though, so after a few tug and pulls of going across the field, he decides to put his all into the game

it’s been a long time since he put his all into a game

even then, he never fully expected that he’d pass out

but he sure as hell is glad that if anyone is gonna be by his side, it’s you

and he could definitely get used to waking up to the sound of your voice, not even thinking about the fact that one minute ago, he was in the midst of an intense game

“Sae?”

literally a puppy when you rub your thumb across his cheek to keep him conscious because he doesn’t even know that he’s leaning into your palm

no thoughts, head empty, only your warmth

“Y/n?”

if you don’t feel something when you watched this man put his hand over yours as he opened his eyes, then i don’t know what to tell you that was hot

he doesn’t remember ever fainting when you recall the event to him but he does get a little angry by the end of your retelling

not at you but at himself for not being able to hold out, or being so weak that he fainted

“Sae,” He looks up at you. “i’m so proud of you. you shot the winning goal.”

the wide grin and pure joy displayed in your features dampens his frustration and eventually dissolves it

pride is all he knows now—and you, of course

but like.. he’s also just woke up not too long ago and is still half asleep so he just says

“really?” as if it’s the least likely thing to ever happen 💀

admittedly, it’s pretty cute—and he’s very cute—so you brush it off with a laugh before pressing a quick peck to his cheek

“mhm, because you’re one of the best, Sae Itoshi.”

and never in his life has this man turned red so much before in the span of five seconds

Shidou:

fully remembers exactly when and how he passed out before you can even explain it to him

he’s not phased by it in the slightest, he’s actually more curious because he was in the middle of kicking for a score

“i got it right? right.” >:)

nobody is allowed to tell him that he ended up not scoring the goal

cause everybody was too distracted with the fact that he passed out and the goalie blocked it

plays damsel in distress when he sees you

“Y/nnn, are you gonna kiss me better?”

“they said you’re fine, you’re just dry.”

he was dehydrated

there was some scolding and bantering between you two

but nothing heavy as he left with a defeated smack to the back of his head

"fine, i promise i'll drink more water, mom." don't drop the smile, the cameras are still rolling

though there were no bone-crushing injuries, he did fall really hard onto his back

so like the good partner you are, you spent some time massaging him

he actually gets really quiet for once

it's almost satisfying to see the way his muscles relax after a long game like this one

it's almost nice the way you revel in each other's presence...

he fell asleep...

even though you could wake him up, it was a long and tiring game

and he wouldn't be your boyfriend if you didn't have some type of soft spot for him

leaving him in the slightly dimmed room with a blanket draped over and tucked to his chin, you go out to handle the crowd of reporters and cameras

the manager had offered to take care of the crowd themselves but in the spur of the moment, you turned them down

but here's the catch... you've never addressed to them as shidou's formal s/o... or addressed them at all for that matter

so there was the initial, "what's it like dating him?"

"how long has your relationship been going on for?"

"how did the two of you meet?"

so you had to wait at least ten minutes for the initial shock to go down before explaining what happened to the crowd and then you literally dipped to go back to shidou

"hey, where'd you go?" hehe sleepy shidou

"nowhere, oh and everybody knows we're dating."

he almost goes back to sleep until he hears the last part and shoots to sit up in his cot

of course like any sane person, he has no reason to be ashamed of dating you

but he also knew that the world of fame also came with press that kept pressing until they got every detail of your life

and like the loving boyfriend he is, he really didn't want you to be exposed to that side of the world

"it's fine, Ryu. we won't let them get to us, right?"

and when you kissed to his forehead as he brought you into his arms, he knew you were right

#tea stained letters 🍵#bllk x reader #blue lock x reader #itoshi sae x reader #shidou x reader #shidou ryuusei x reader #sae x reader #itoshi x reader

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astaroth1357 · 4 years ago

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How the Brothers Would Try to Corrupt MC w/ Their Sin

I have a headcanon that it's part of demonic nature to try and corrupt humans. Though I think it would be unlikely that the brothers would try to intentionally corrupt MC post-pact, it's still like second nature to them. That means they may try to unintentionally, uh… infect their soul with sin and drag them down into eternal damnation! They don't mean it, but be careful MCs of the world.

Lucifer

One of the hardest things to do can be to make others take pride in themselves… but Lucifer is always ready for a challenge.

The name of the game is praise. The human mind can be easy to manipulate so with enough praise even the most stubborn human will start to believe a drop of their own hype.

Building up pride is a steady thing... He'll usually pick a strength or talent of the MC to give high praise. Perhaps they sing beautifully or they're rather clever, don't worry. He'd let them know.

Light sprinkles of praise steadily increase their self-esteem, which may seem nice and almost healthy at first, but in truth he's laying a trap… He knows how effective his words can be and he's just waiting for them to go to the MC's head.

You think then he would be done right? Oh no. That's not the fun part. What's fun is to then offend that pride he's spent so long building.

He thinks it's cute, really. A small comment here or a little condensation there and they'll get so mad. It's just so amusing!

Of course, he can't take what he dishes, so they'll need to watch out. But don't worry he loves them, even if they're just a little too fun to play with…

Mammon

Since when does the Avatar of Greed give gifts?

Really, that should be the MC's first red flag. Mammon isn't known for generosity, so when he's spending what little money he can hold onto on them, it's time to raise some eyebrows.

It may seem nice, almost sweet, when he manages to track down a rare vintage of wine for them or take them out to a ritzy restaurant for the night but unfortunately it's all just part of the plan…

Nobody has tastes higher than Mammon. He can't afford them most of the time, which leads to compromises, but given all the Grim in the world he'd be living in the lap of luxury - which is exactly the kind of lifestyle he wants the MC to crave too.

Anyone, no matter how modest, can give into temptation. How easy would it be to taste the sweetest wine or enjoy the most wonderful trip then want to do it again? It may seem innocent at first, but piling on the finer things can soon have the MC craving for them when they pass.

Then all Mammon needs is to make little promises, "If I make it big this time, then we'll go to France!" or, "If I win this next hand then I'll buy ya another glass."

So how many times will the MC give Mammon a pass, then? Will they stop questioning how he comes up with his cash? Will they let him gamble just that "little bit" longer? Will they even join him...?

If they keep getting that taste of luxury, then maybe it's not so bad… right?

Leviathan

You think the easiest way to get the MC jealous would be to flirt with other people since that's how most people go about it but, uh…

This is Levi we're talking about. Casual flirting is pretty much out of the question.

So what is a demon to do to get their hapless human jealous? The answer is, be patient.

No one's perfect, humans especially! They'll slip up eventually…

Maybe someone from back home just got a new car or they're sending out marriage invites.

Maybe they have a friend who's better than them at school or sports or there's just someone who has something they want: Money, talent, looks, followers, friends, you name it. When they see it, he can feel that envy creeping in…

From there, all he has to do is feed it. Let the world poke at their little insecurities for him while he plays the supportive boyfriend!

"Did Mammon really get the promotion? I thought it would have been you! That's so unfair..."

"Satan beat your scores again? What is this, the third time? Doesn't that suck?"

Small little comments… but all with a goal to fill the MC with toxicity...

"Are Asmo videos still doing better than yours? I think I know how to drop his numbers... if you want."

And soon enough, anyone can be an enemy. Everyone has it better than them… so they push the world away in order to feel better. And they become so toxic, the world rejects them in turn...

Except, of course, for their loving boyfriend, Levi.

Satan

If you want to keep someone mad, it's best if you're not the actual one doing it.

I know, it sounds counterintuitive, but turning yourself into the enemy risks the target cutting you out. Satan knows this, so he'll never enrage the MC directly...

But indirectly? There's a start.

Everybody has little pet peevs. Tiny things that aren't important, but dig under the skin nonetheless.

Breadcrumbs in the butter, gum-smacking, toe-tapping, tones of voice, or just little annoying inconveniences that can sour one's day...

Satan is well-versed in these tiny annoyances, he'd dare say they're in his domain. And, perspective that he is, he'll know what frustrates the MC soon enough.

Then it's just a matter of execution.

Maybe he jacks with their toothpaste tube or "conveniently" forgets where they put their books... Or they keep mysteriously finding fingerprints on their game disks or seemingly can't keep their room organized to save their life!

It may just seem like the world hates them... but really it's just their demonic lover.

These tiny details and little mishaps will just build and build like cracks in their foundation until it all breaks and comes crashing down… and he'll be right there egging on every moment of it!

Asmodeus

You would think that Asmo would have the easiest time tempting the MC into his sin, but that's not so.

Sure, most traditional definitions of Lust begin and end at carnal desire, but what about those MCs who maybe aren't so drawn to the sins of the flesh? Fear not! Because the keyword for Asmo is desire.

Really, Asmo is happy if the MC's mind is full of nothing but him. He wants them to desire him, to love him obviously, but to the point of obsession. His heated kisses and sensual whispers are only means to that end, which can change whenever he needs.

The MC will have their life bombarded by their beautiful demon. It's not an unwelcome smothering, he's among the best boyfriends they could ever hope to have, which is exactly why he’s so effective!

He wants them to need him at every moment. Soon it will feel weird to go places alone without their demon… Certain things they could do themselves, like their hair or getting dressed, they'll want him to do instead.

Of course, if he's able then he'll certainly seduce them as well and at every chance he gets! From the House to RAD and even in the throne room - he's shameless!... But that's the fun, isn't it?

Beelzebub

Oh Beel… He's probably the most dangerous one of them all. Not because he's so demonic, but because he's so sweet!

When Beel makes food for the MC or orders them an extra side, he does so with love. He just wants them to be full! ...or so he thinks.

Beel's demonic instincts creep up on even him, he's just not one to really question what or why he does things sometimes. He'll know he has the urge to see the MC eat or just be indulgent… but he won’t know why.

You could actually say it works to his advantage. Whenever he offers the MC another turkey leg or a few more bites of cake, his tenderhearted insistence is often so sweet that they'll just go along with it and try to keep eating… even if they're already full.

Now, the human body can only take so much food at once, but over time it can adapt to changing habits.

Eventually, the MC will find their appetite expanding to catch up… They'll stop feeling full as easily as they used to and soon the bigger portions that Beel gives them will be all but a necessity!

Of course, the worst case scenario is that this doesn't happen at all and they do serious harm to their health by always pushing past their limits… but there's no guarantee Beel's solution won't just be more food anyway.

Belphegor

Belphie is the only brother who will knowingly (and gleefully) try to make the MC as sinful as he is!

It's all for selfish reasons. If the MC is slothful, then they'll want to go out less and (probably) spend time with him more. Win-win if you're Belphie.

Since he's well aware of what he's doing, he's pretty damn effective at it. No other brother will be as committed to meddling with the MC as he is.

He'll convince them to cancel plans or sabotage their alarms so they oversleep. He'll suddenly be unable to sleep without them while his naps seemingly get longer and longer… And if they have something to do, he'll be the voice in their ear saying it can wait!

Really, at any opportunity he can get Belphie will try to drag them down or slow their progress with the sweet, sweet promise of relaxation or a good time...

Sure, it may sound nice at the time - great even! - but it won't take long for their promises to break or deadlines to pile up… Sure, the MC could try to catch up but wouldn't that be too much work? Wouldn't they rather rest instead? Why even worry about it?

It's a seductive line of thought and Belphie sells it well, it'd take only the most motivated MC to resist his charms but like that'd stop him. If he wants the MC for himself, he'll happily put their life on hold to do so. Just go with it... yeah?

#obey me #obey me shall we date #shall-we-date-obey-me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me headcanons #i got really excited to use the word ritzy #don't get enough chances for that kind of thing

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veryblushyswitch · 3 years ago

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The Owl House (tickle hcs)

💚 Emerald Entrails 💚

Hunter (Caleb Jasper Bloodwilliams)

*The second most ticklish player on the team. More on who’s the most ticklish later.

*Very new to tickling because of how he was raised. He’s gotten tickled by Darius a couple times over the years but nothing that regarded friends his own age or actual playful tickle fights.

*Willow was the first to find out. She used a vine to get his attention, the vine poking his side multiple times while Hunter giggled and swatted at the plant.

*Since then she’s never let him live it down.

*He gets ganged up on a lot. It’s all in good fun and he enjoys the playful teasing, even if it makes him blush.

*Hunter struggled with smiling and laughing without covering his mouth for a long time. He eventually stopped because everyone on the team commented on how cute it is. He’s still a little insecure about it, but then he gets poked in the side and reminded how adorable and unique it is.

*He’s most ticklish on his ears, stomach, hips, and has a sweet spot on his lower ribs that only Willow knows about.

*He also has really ticklish knees. Especially if you do the exploding spider. Something his teammates do to him a lot when they get the chance.

*Has never tickled anyone before joining the team. Unless you count tickling Flapjack a little.

*Wasn’t the best at it at first. Skara and Gus were the main two who showed him how to tickle others.

*Willow helped him too. Mostly by tickling him and saying stuff like, “Now if you do this riiiight here, it’ll make anyone laugh.”

*This leaves Hunter laughing his heart out as Willow “teaches him” her ler skills.

*With the help of the team, he’s gotten Willow back.

*He fell in love with her laugh. Hunter honestly couldn’t get enough of it.

*Became kind of obsessed with laughter after learning how to tickle his friends and hearing Willow laugh.

*It makes him so happy when he can make his friends/teammates genuinely laugh as they’ve done with him.

Willow Park

*Ler for days.

*Likes to tickle her bee palisman because it makes little buzzing noises. 😭💖

*Will make vines to sneak pokes and tickles to her teammates. Especially Gus and Hunter.

*Starts most of the gang tickle Hunter tickle fights.

“Don’t worry he loves it. Right, Caleb?” *wink*

*Cue Hunter blushing and the rest of the team cooing at how cute he is.

*Such a cute and adorable lee.

*Let’s out precious laughter and giggles that everyone on the team says is heavenly.

*She’s most ticklish on her palms, hips, thighs, and sides.

*The team will tickle her to make her feel better when she’s questioning her position as coach.

*Reassuring tickles and compliments!! ✨

*Gus likes making her yelp by coming up behind her and squeezing her sides.

*She goes red and uses her plants to tickle him in return.

*Gus told Hunter to go for it once and he immediately regretted his decision. Gus tried walking away casually until Willow made him “join the fun since it was his idea.”

Gus Porter

*He’s the most ticklish on the team. Just look at him-

*His underarms, knees, and tummy are really bad. He also has a really sensitive back especially along his spine.

*Is very quick on his feet so he’s both a hard lee to catch and a great ler when it comes to chases.

*When he is caught though, he’s putty in their hands.

*So giggly and squeaky before the tickling even starts.

*Uses air tickles as a ler but is embarrassed at how good they work on him.

*Uses his illusions to help tickle his teammates.

*He’s able to make enough illusions to tickle everyone at once.

*Gus gets tickled afterwards of course.

*Hunter and Gus have tickle battles to see who will laugh first or who will give up first.

*Most of the time Gus loses because he’s just too ticklish for his own good. But if Gus tickles Hunter on a really bad spot he can claim victory.

*And if he uses his illusions to help Hunter is definitely losing.

*Tickles Willow a lot too. Always makes sure his best friend/captain is in high spirits.

Viney

*Says she’s no ticklish. She’s wrong

*She’s good at hiding her ticklishness because she’s only ticklish in a couple places.

*Those palaces being her hips/thighs and neck.

*She has a really ticklish spot under her chin. The only reason everyone on the team found out about it was because one of her mythical creatures rubbed against her there and she couldn’t stop giggling.

*Will punch and kick when tickled so whoever’s tickling her has to watch out.

*She is one for getting revenge and tenfold at that.

*So even if Skara or Gus lightly poke her side, they’re getting tickled till they’re tearing up from laughter.

*She never goes past limits though. Always making sure whoever she’s tickling is okay with it.

*She’s trained some of her mythical creatures to tickle the other teammates.

*Puddles, the griffin from this episode, warms up to Hunter with Viney’s help. Hunter gets a lot of Puddle nuzzles now because of it.

Skara

*First off- the height difference is adorable.

*She’s a skilled and quick tickler.

*Actually enjoys tickle fights and will outright talk about how much fun they are.

*She was one of the reasons everyone on the team got so comfortable when it came to tickling.

*Connected with Hunter pretty quickly after Willow and showed him there’s no need to be embarrassed about physical affection.

*She was also one of the main teammates to help with his confidence about his tooth gap.

*She herself is pretty ticklish. Her main spots being her sides, feet, and lower back.

*The Queen of teasing. 👑

*Baby talk, compliments, repeating tickle, you name it. I like to think she’s part of the community so she knows lots of ways to tease.

*She knows exactly what to say too and seems to know what teases work best on who.

*Speaking of her being in the community, Willow is the only one on the team who knows. Everyone knows she enjoys tickling as a fun activity, but Willow is the only one that knows about her love for it.

*Her boyfriend knows about it too and gladly gives her all the tickles she wants. And will happily be on the receiving end because he enjoys it too when it’s with her.

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sugxrslushy · 3 years ago

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Hello again Maxx!

I must to say-

Headcanon about Teen! Reader with Luffy, Zoro and Sanji was *chef's kiss* Perfect.

I really liked it! It made my day way more better, that's wht thank you so much!

Also..If it's okay to ask..

Can I ask for another platonic headcanon with Female! Teen! Reader but with Luffy, Shanks and Zoro?

However, Y/n has some trust issues from the past. She often eats only alone and only the food that she found. Moreover, if she ever feels sad - she never shows it or tell it to anyone.

It's totally okay if you feel uncomfortable - if you do, please ignore the message.

You're really great at writing! I hope you will continue writing things that you like!

Have a nice day!

➪ a/n: I’m so glad you liked what I wrote for you and it made your day!! it always makes me so happy when people come back to tell me that. thank you for your request, I hope I did it justice! have a nice day too :)

➪ includes: luffy, zoro & shanks (w/ a fem teen! reader) (platonic)

➪ warnings: implied or referenced eating disorder and trauma (I’m not exactly sure if that’s what you meant or if this is even that but I’d rather be safe than sorry with warnings)

Monkey D. Luffy

Luffy is absolutely shocked by your eating habits. On one hand, he can steal whatever food you don’t eat if Sanji doesn’t try and kick him out for it. But on the other hand, he wonders why you won’t eat the food

When you’re missing from the table, he’ll often eat real quick then run off to go find you and drag you back to the table. Even if you don’t eat he just wants you to hang out with everyone at least

He doesn’t really ask why, and you doubt he’d listen if you told him. As long as you don’t bring it up he doesn’t pry

The kindest thing he’ll do for you is offer some of his own food. Maybe you just don’t like what Sanji gave you and you’d like to try something different? He’ll share on occasion

Luffy is very in tune with his friends, he knows when something is wrong even if you don’t say so. You may be showing no signs you’re upset but he does notice to some degree

He’s always ready to drag you off to join in on some shenanigans with him, Chopper and Usopp if it makes you feel better. Sometimes being around them can take the weight of your emotions off your shoulders

Luffy’s carefree and sweet attitude will always give you a feeling of safety and comfort among the crew. No matter your background, you’re safe here

Roronoa Zoro

It’s not that he doesn’t care, he just doesn’t feel like it's his place at first. He doesn’t make a comment about your habits at first because of that. He doesn’t need you to feel awkward about it

But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t try to help at least a little bit. He’ll check to make sure you’re coming along to join everyone at dinner. He won’t force you to come along but he definitely is concerned if you don’t

For the times you don’t show up to eat, he’ll take whatever was prepared and bring it to you. Of course it takes some time with his habit of getting lost all the time, but he’ll find you eventually

He’ll set it down in front of you, prompting you to take it but never forcing you. Whether or not you eat it isn’t his problem. But if it leads to any issues he’ll make it his problem

Sometimes he’ll talk to you for a bit. “You know you don’t need to worry anymore? I don’t know why you won’t eat what we give you but it’s not gonna hurt you to try it. You’re fine here with us.”

Zoro isn’t going to force you into anything, but he’s willing to give up his tough guy look and act to try and get you to actually eat something. His go to reason is that you need energy to fight properly

A great person to just rant or just open up to. He’s not very good at advice most of the time but you won’t feel anxious talking to him. He’s very chill about whatever you tell him

Red Hair Shanks

Shanks takes to you like glue. He doesn’t know why but he feels like a dad whenever he’s around you which makes him somewhat overprotective of you

He notices your habit and is definitely more upfront with you about it. He makes sure that he doesn’t seem intimidating about it, just joking around with you and checking that you're alright

He’s upset to hear something about your past caused this. Had someone hurt you? He’s definitely not against beating them up if he ever sees them. Shanks prompts you to tell him more but that’s up to you

Shanks' way of trying to solve things is through making you feel safe and less uneasy. Through lots of laughs and reassuring smiles, he tries to show you there’s no harm in eating things they give you

Sometimes he brings up the story of Luffy eating the gum gum fruit. Yeah, it wasn’t the best thing for him and god knows what would’ve happened at the time. But thanks to that he’s kicking people’s asses out in the New World

You can trust him with anything, even if you don’t want to talk to him about how you’re feeling he’s always there for you

He’s lived a crazy life and absolutely knows what to do to help. In addition to that, he just knows when you’re not doing your best

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demonicheadcanons · 4 years ago

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Could I suggest the brothers reacting to MC confessing to them accidentally?

MC Confesses to the Obey Me! Brothers By Accident

AN: Cute prompt! Sorry I took so long to get to this, nonny! This post is romance based, so if you’re looking for something more platonic I’m sorry but this one’s not it ;u;

They’re literally almost all sleepy in these, I’m having a day where I find that really cute ^^”

Lucifer

Lucifer feels exhausted, half-dozing off at his desk when you walk in and poke him square on the forehead. It startles him enough that he sends you a harsh glare through his hair. You grin at him, and he responds only by scoffing and turning to the side, stretching his arms out. Well, he is grateful you woke him up to some degree - he has a lot of work to get done and has to remain focused.

But there’s something enchanting about how he looks and moves when he’s too tired and trusts you enough that he doesn’t feel the need to remain guarded. He’s graceful as always, but allowing someone to see him looking, for a lack of a better term, like his feathers were thoroughly ruffled and he was ready to turn in for the night, was a rare treat, and one sweet enough to crush your own walls.

By the time you realise you’ve just admitted to liking him aloud - something simple, but he knows what you mean when you say that maybe you like him a little too much, mumbled under your breath mindlessly - he’s already standing in front of you, leaning down to look you square in the face with an unreadable expression.

The corners of his mouth twitch up as he requests - or demands, its hard to tell - that you repeat what you just said. "I like you?" you say, although it sounds like a question, and he smiles and asks, "Are you sure? You don't sound it," with a teasing lilt to his voice.

You don't get to respond before he hums and straightens up, crossing his arms. "How much?" he asks, sitting against the front of his desk and watching you carefully.

"What do you mean, how much?" you sigh, frustrated. This proud man was getting on your nerves. Its not like confessing is easy, planned or not, and he had the gall to tease you about it?

"How much do you like me?" Lucifer's smile widens. When you don't respond, and you start to look somewhere on the edge of hurt, he sighs, rubs his eyes and stands up, tossing his pen unceremoniously onto the desk. He opens his arms and waits for you to walk into them, thoroughly confused by this entire interaction. "I like you too. I thought I'd get to confess first, but it seems you were so determined to beat me to it you did it without thinking."

You blush and glare up at him. That proud smile of his is softer around the edges now, and his hair is still just messy enough from where he's been running his hands through it whilst working that it makes your heart race. You lean into him, press your face against his chest, and release all your pent up emotions in a sigh. Lucifer responds with a chuckle, and he kisses the top of your head.

"Would you like some tea, my dear?"

[[Others under the read more!]]

Mammon

- You two tended to relax together. Things were stressful, it was hard being in a new world and Mammon had been the first to befriend you, even if he refused to admit how much he cared for you most of the time.

But he's tired now, and its a little different. He'd brought over a blanket again and he was on the floor of your room, where he tended to spend a lot more of his nights now, but also where he'd found a place for himself since the very beginning when you first arrived. He leans up on his elbow and looks up at you, and you watch him in turn from the bed. You'd just been talking about something or other but now he's simply grinning at you, something devilish and handsome, and you can't stop yourself.

"I really like you," you half-whisper, and then cover your mouth immediately as if you can stop him from hearing it, can stop the words from leaving and making their way to him. They don't, and he tilts his head, face slowly turning red.

"Huh? What'd you just say?" he asks, sitting up and staring at you. His eyebrows twitch down into a frown, and he looks puzzled, and almost a little bit hurt? "D'you mean it?"

Before you can respond, he barks out a laugh and lays down, staring at the ceiling and covering his face with one arm. “Ah, yeah. We’re friends, right? I like you too.”

You shake yourself out of your stupor to glare at him. “I don’t mean as friends, Mammon.”

He sits up again, looking offended. “What, so we’re not even friends now? Wow! Way to break it to me.”

“You-” you half-growl, before taking a deep breath. Your face is burning, and he’s maybe starting to piece things together, but you can’t stand any more of this. “I like you. I want to go on dates with you, and be your partner, and spend as much time with you as possible. I like seeing your smile when I wake up and knowing I have someone I can trust.”

His jaw drops open and he turns away, covering his face with one hand. “Gimme a second,” he mumbles, and when he looks back at you there are tears in his eyes and he’s grinning. “Of course. Who wouldn’t want to spend time with the Great Mammon!”

His voice catches, and then he’s laughing and crying and you scramble out of your bed to kneel next to him, startled and concerned. He wraps his arms around your shoulders and pulls you down on top of him.

“I like you too, MC.” He kisses the top of your head, watery giggles still rattling through his chest.

Leviathan

In all fairness, neither of you were expecting it. It was late, or maybe it was early? You could never really tell in the Devildom, and you didn’t want to move right now for fear of ruining the moment.

Levi was curled up against your side, eyes fluttering closed and then bolting open again as he tried to focus on whatever show he was supposed to be presenting to you. He’d been talking through a lot of it, and you still had the remote in one hand so you could pause it to listen to him properly each time without missing anything. After about an hour of that, he’d started to look tired, and then eventually flopped down against your side, defenseless and unworried, too tired to really process what he was doing.

Your other arm was wrapped around his shoulder, touch featherlight on his jacket for fear of startling him. He was cute, adorable even, and whilst you quite enjoyed seeing him flustered, it was nice to see Levi free of it as well, even if it was a spell only going to last until he woke up a little more.

That moment, as it were ought to, came quite soon. The episode was fading out and the outro music just starting to play when you mumbled, “God, I really do like you.”

Without warning, Levi sits bolt upright and headbutts you in the process, clinging onto his own head as he stares at you with wide eyes and a tomato-red face.

“H-h-huh?” he stutters, lowering one hand to cover his mouth. You fan at your own - he’d made you bite your tongue, and you were trying to process things when he started to mumble to himself at a mile a minute.

“There’s no way you could mean you like-like me right? I mean, I’m me. And you’re you. Why not one of my brothers, or even Lord Diavolo? He’s going to be the king soon! And-”

“Levi, please, one moment,” you groan. Your chin and mouth were sore and you needed a second, and even if you were planning to confess to him sooner or later it really wasn’t like this, and you didn’t need him denying your feelings so soon. You take a few deep breaths, waiting for the pain to subside a little. Levi helps; he hands you a cold can of something or other, purses his lips until they become nothing but a thin, worried line, and waits.

You start laughing soon after. “I do like you. You, Levi. And I know I could spend all day explaining why and you still wouldn’t accept it, so I’m just going to need you to trust me.” You look at him, nervous and already feeling thoroughly rejected, and smile. “You don’t need to return my feelings, but I hope you can accept them as the truth, at least.”

Levi tears up, and he nods, gripping the bottom of his jacket in both hands. His face takes on too many different expressions in those painfully silent moments, and then he opens his mouth, trying to force something out. You weren’t sure what to expect.

“I l-like you too, MC.” He sighs, clenches his hands tighter as he tries not to stammer too much through his words. “I... I...” He laughs, then, holds his head. “It hurts, so its not a dream, right?” His smile is small but glorious, and you can see his sharp teeth. “Yeah. I like you. And you l-like me?”

You take his face in your hands and laugh. “I like you.” He’s bright red but continues to grin anyway, and you poke at his cheeks with your thumb, smiling in kindness.

Satan

Satan is curled up in one of the few tidier parts of his room, and you sit somewhere close by, occasionally glancing up to look at him over a stack of books.

The mess had been more disturbing at first - there were books everywhere, and he definitely wouldn’t take kindly to you knocking down a stack or two of them. He wouldn’t lose his temper, not at you - he hadn’t in a long time, not since before you’d made a pact with him. And despite how awkward it was to try to find a little space big enough for you to sit in every time he requested you come to his room instead of the library or your own, it was nice having that place and knowing you fit there, with him and all of his precious books.

He chuckles and pulls you back to reality, and you’re glad he hadn’t caught you staring at him. You look down at your book and back up again in a weak attempt to cover up what you’d been doing, and Satan smiles all too knowingly, as he often did, and tips his book at you.

“Listen to this, MC,” he says, voice somewhere between cheeky and amused. He’d definitely caught you staring. You blush but tilt your head all the same, curious, and he continues. “It’s a human world story about an admirer who can only ever sneak glances at the person they admire over the top of books. How charming is that?” His bold smile was annoying and handsome at once.

“It’s daring of you to assume I was actually looking at you,” you grumble. “I was lost in my thoughts.”

“But you didn’t deny the admirer part, hmm?” Satan laughs. He doesn’t mean anything by it, isn’t really making assumptions. He’s just trying to poke at you a bit, trying to feel out your reactions so he can better guess at them in future ahead of time. He did that often, and it was something you were getting used to. But this time he was right, and it was a little bit different.

“I can’t deny what’s true,” you mumble at your book. It was quiet, and usually he’d be so engrossed in his own again that he wouldn’t hear you, but you don’t hear pages turning, can’t feel the aura Satan has when he’s thoroughly engrossed in something.

You look up at him and he’s still looking at you, puzzled smile and flushed cheeks catching you off guard. Oh no.

“Do you like me, MC?”

Satan sounds unsure, and you can only swallow and nod as if you weren’t admitting to something you’d planned to keep to yourself for so much longer. Maybe you’d have told him someday in the future, when you were long back in the human world and had met someone else, or were at least starting to get over your feelings. But no. You’d just gone and done it now, with books piled precariously on either side of you and the subject of your affections staring at you, dumbfounded, over an unsteady pile of them.

He absorbs your words slowly, and you know you can’t stand and rush out of there without knocking over enough books to piss him off, so you stay and wait. So what if he knew? Satan wouldn’t get mad about something like that, and he was respectful enough to just ignore it and get on with his life. If it were Lucifer, he might tease you about it, but Satan won’t. And if he reciprocated?..

“Ah, that’s good then,” he smiles, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand. He lets out an airy laugh, and you can tell that as much as he’s trying to hide it, he really is feeling flustered. “I was never sure. But, hmm...” Satan clears his throat, looks at you and genuinely smiles now, showing you something deeper than the usual facade he put up to make himself appear like more than just his anger. “I like you too, so its quite convenient, isn’t it?”

You laugh, then, and a weight leaves your shoulders... only to bring on a new one. Your sudden movements topple one of the book piles beside you, and Satan lunges forward to try to catch some of them before they can hit you as you protect yourself with your arms.

When the last one falls, you hear Satan groan as he sits up and pushes the books off of the two of you. He looks around, grins, and then laughs before offering you a hand.

“Well, it was bound to happen eventually.” His emerald green eyes sparkle in the low light, just bright enough to read. “Shall we go out somewhere else? I’d love to take you on a date.”

Asmodeus

(Mildly suggestive at parts. Sorry ;u;)

It was a weekly tradition, to go to Asmo’s room and put on a face mask and relax. He gossiped, although it was harmless - there was no judgements passed on anyone - and you listened and offered insight on things. Asmo would show you whatever new makeup or perfume or clothes he’d gotten, would sometimes go for a full impromptu fashion show, or would rest his head on your thighs and let you run your fingers through his delightfully soft hair.

Today, it was the latter. You’d missed last week for some reason or other - Mammon had probably distracted you, or Lucifer dragged you off somewhere with him, not giving the chance for you to refuse. Sometimes the brothers did it intentionally; rather than setting up their own days to spend with you, they had decided to sabotage your days with Asmodeus instead. You were able to prevent it most of the time, to sneak off to his room or at least away from whoever was trying to draw your attention, but after missed weeks where you couldn’t find enough excuses or an escape route, Asmo tended to cling to you and not let go, begging for some affection. It felt best from you, he’d said once, and you were sure he was joking, because Asmo often commented about how he’d done much more with others in the past and surely you petting his hair and listening to him didn’t compare to that, right?

He opens his eyes now, and looks up at you from your lap. His eyes were always startling, because they were incredibly intense even if his powers didn’t work on you. They were beautiful, as well, much like the rest of him, and your gaze flutters away after a bit because you know they’ll draw you in and force you to admit to things you don’t feel ready to talk about yet.

Asmo chuckles, and you wind a hand through his hair and pull it slightly, frustrated. He pouts at you, face colouring, and you perhaps regret it.

“Don’t be a tease. You’ll ruin my hair if you pull at it like that,” Asmo whines. “I mean, of course I don’t mind that much, but-“

You cover his mouth and shush him, tutting as you put your hand back in his hair and played with a lock or two. Asmo only laughs again, and you can’t help but think how he’d only adore making you more and more flustered, and would even risk irritating you so long as he got to see you a blushing mess. He didn’t push too far, though - he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable, and more than that he’d be left on his own with no one to run their fingers through his hair if you decided to leave because of it. Or, well - he could easily find someone willing to do so, but it wouldn’t be you, and that’s the whole point of this, isn’t it?

He closes his eyes again and you feel it tug at your heart, something like a desire, but maybe more innocent than what he was used to drawing out of people. You pause, and Asmo opens his eyes to look up at you again, confused, and when met with that gaze, you can’t really hold it back the words that had been threatening to spill for weeks, now, and moreso on days like this when he was seeking delicate affections and smiled at you so beautifully it made your breath catch.

“I like you, Asmodeus,” you half-whisper, and you know he’s heard it because his eyes are wider now and you can see the yellow of his iris, and you half think to push him square off your lap and book it, but then he’s kneeling in front of you with a firm grip on your wrist.

Asmo’s mouth opens and closes, like he isn’t sure what to say. Something like ‘do you mean it?’ or ‘of course you like me, who doesn’t?’ or, maybe, ‘I like you too, love you even!’ Nothing comes out, everything jumbling together in his head. It was rare to see him at a loss for words, as he was a stickler for keeping his composure in almost any situation - it was attractive to be in control of your emotions, wasn’t it? But the silence was painful, and you weren’t sure what to make of it, because as much as Asmo’s mind was racing right now, you weren’t psychic. You couldn’t tell that he was trying to figure out the best way to confess.

Eventually, Asmo settles on doing something he knows how to do better than finding the perfect words for this. He leans forward, hesitates as if checking you were okay, and then kisses you. It’s soft and gentle and not nearly as deep as what he momentarily considered making it, but it’s just right for a confession. He pulls back only to kiss you again, and this time smiles against your mouth when you kiss him back. When you smile too, he throws his arms around your shoulders and laughs, burying his face against your neck and pressing light kisses against the skin there, too, although you can still feel him smiling too much to do it properly.

In the end, it’s not really said aloud, but you know what Asmo is trying to say. He likes you, too. And he is so, so incredibly happy.

Beelzebub

9 times out of 10, when you get the urge to go to the kitchen for some reason - to cook, to get a drink, or to get a snack - Beel can be found there. The main rooms in the house he goes between are the common room, where he spends time with his brothers, his own bedroom, and, of course, the kitchen. And lo and behold, here he is now, eating something you can’t actually recognise and talking to Belphie, who slumps against the counter, half-asleep, but offers you a tired smile when you enter the room.

Beel himself doesn’t notice your presence until Belphie stands up and stretches, looking between you and Beel pointedly. Maybe you had been obvious, or maybe it was because Belphie was actually quite sensitive to people’s emotions when he decided to be and when it involved Beel, but he would often leave you alone with his brother if you bumped into the two of them, as if he were trying to give you a chance. His knowing smirk as he passes you on the way out, mumbling a quiet and lazy goodbye, didn’t help.

“Ah, MC!” Beel beams, and your breath catches. Generally, Beel looked quite pissed off. It was just his resting expression, and you knew he was content or thinking about the next meal he’d have, or something like that. But when he smiled? If you didn’t think it might offend him, you would absolutely compare it to that of seeing an angel. His expression hid nothing, betrayed his delight, and he grinned every single time without fail whenever he greeted you, unless he was seeking you out because he’d had a disagreement with Belphie and needed support.

And now as he stands in the kitchen, unknown food in hand and delighted smile on his face, you consider telling him he’s beautiful. Not like Asmo, not in the same sense. But he truly was stunning, and you wanted him to wear his smile with pride for eternity. He deserved to be so happy, and it would be a nice treat for you, too, to be able to see that expression anytime you wanted. You might sell your soul for that much, you joke dryly to yourself.

Beel looks puzzled when you return from your thoughts, and you realise you haven’t even greeted him yet. Perhaps that was how Belphie had noticed.

“Beel!” you chirp, and you think maybe he grins wider when you say his name, although it’s hard to tell. You lean against the counter where Belphie had been resting. “Did you find something nice to eat?”

He nods enthusiastically, and then seems to consider something before he closes the fridge and stands beside you, resting against the counter too. “Do you want to try some?” he offers, and you can’t help but think that he really only offered food to you and to Belphie, and what did that mean? Did he love you as much as his brother, and was it in the same way, or something different like how you felt for him?

“Am I being selfish by liking you so much?” you think. Or rather, say. Out loud. For him to hear. Unfortunately.

Beel freezes, and his ears go bright red. “You-.. hmm? What do you mean?” he asks, and you can tell he’s looking for a specific answer in the hopeful way he looks at you, but you don’t know what it is. If you admit to liking him and he sees you as a sibling, wouldn’t that be awkward? But if you lied you’d have to carry that with you, too, and it would be hard to correct in future.

You sigh and take a deep breath, and look at him, speaking with whatever confidence you can muster. “I like you, Beel. Would you be interested in... dating me?” You think to tell him that it’s okay if not, it’s okay if he’s not interested or he doesn’t want things to chance, it’s alright if he doesn’t think of you like that. But you can’t bring yourself to, and it’s too late anyone to take back what you’ve said, and what’s the point in confessing only to shut yourself down and reject your own advances before he even gets a chance to?

As you wait, Beel’s face steadily gets redder, and he seems to be fumbling through his own thoughts as if he can’t find the right one, the right answer to this question. And, eventually, he nods, and that smile returns, and your head spins because these last few minutes had been too much to deal with and now you have this huge demon grinning at you as if you’d just handed him the sun with a kiss on the cheek and promised him the world, too, on top of it.

“I like you too, MC!” he beams, and sweeps you up into his arms, food forgotten for the moment. You’d panic if his grip wasn’t so firm, and if you weren’t so sure he would never even risk dropping you. Beel’s eyes twinkle and you think you see a spark of mischief peeking through his delight before he holds you tight to his chest and spins, and you can only hold on and listen to his laugh. You bury your face against him and laugh, too, and you feel as warm and bright as his smile.

Belphegor

(Mild spoilers for up to lesson 16 / 17)

Although you thought you would be able to suss out where Belphie would be - as Beel had his places, Belphie had his own; the planetarium if he couldn’t sleep, so he could look at the stars and think without being disturbed, or the library if he was scheming with Satan, or the attic if he wanted to sleep and wasn’t in his room - you found that it was actually more tricky than that.

You see, after being released from the attic where he’d been trapped for months, Belphie found himself seeking out his brothers on odd occasions. He’d do so anyway, before all this nonsense had occurred, but now there was more meaning behind it. He’d missed them, and he liked to curl up and play games or just fall asleep near one of them. Finding him on those days was almost impossible, because he could be anywhere.

You almost feel like giving up on it - the two of you had agreed to spend time together, but he was nowhere to be found and was probably off sleeping somewhere with no idea what time it was - and felt thoroughly dejected when you bumped into Lucifer, who was quietly leaving the music room, movements near silent and with a gentle and rare smile on his face. When he sees you it vanishes, goes back to his usual expression as if he’d just put on a mask, but you can tell he’s concerned because he puts a hand on your back and leads you down the corridor with him. He only stops at the end of it and leans down to quietly ask if you were feeling okay.

“I’ve been looking for Belphie and I can’t find him anywhere,” you mumble, automatically responding at a similar level to him. It felt like you were sharing a secret. “We were supposed to go on a walk together.”

Lucifer smiles, then. “Ah.” He tilts his head, and for a moment considers telling you it’s a shame he can’t help, but you look so dejected he can’t bring himself to do it. “Now that I think about it, he did mention something like that before he fell asleep in the music room. I didn’t want to wake him up, but he might not mind if it’s you.”

He chuckles quietly when you cheer up, thanking him before you rush off back down the corridor and open the doors of the music room. You see Belphie sleeping on one of the seats near the piano - he’d probably been listening to Lucifer play something or other, and had passed out in the middle of it all.

You can’t help but smile as you crouch down in front of him, pushing his hair away from over his eyes. As usual, he doesn’t even stir - you weren’t sure if he was a light sleeper or a heavy one because it seemed to vary by the day. but most of the time you could get away with little things like this without waking him. It makes you consider just letting him rest until dinner. You would still have time to go for a walk after, and it’s not like anything would change - there was no day and night in the Devildom. It would remain just as cold and dark as it always was. Any time would be the best time to go out, really.

Belphie shifts in his sleep, and you watch as his hair falls back over his face. You stifle a laugh as you push it away again, allowing yourself to run your fingers through his fringe slightly. His hair is soft, delightfully so, and he looks so peaceful and cute whilst sleeping that you absentmindedly let out a sigh.

“I like you, you know?” you mumble, only just stopping yourself from poking him in the forehead, because that would wake him up and it wouldn’t be a good idea to do so right now. “I really do.”

And, much to your horror, Belphie half smirks and opens one eye. You let go of his hair and sit back on your heels, startled, and he stretches and yawns.

“You’re awake,” you say, as if you were accusing him of something, and he laughs.

“Someone decided they wanted to play with my hair,” he grins, lopsided and with sleep still filling his voice, pitching it lower than usual. He clears his throat. “How could I not wake up? And just in time to hear you confess, too!”

Belphegor sits up and watches you cheerfully, and you pout at him. He liked to tease you, but this feels like it should be a forbidden topic. Something he shouldn’t poke and prod at you about.

“I wish you’d just pretend not to have heard it,” you grumble, but it only makes him smile more, and he tilts his head to one side, feigning confusion. Before he can ask why, or tease you more, you cut him off, focusing your gaze on the floor. “It hurts to be teased about this. If you don’t like me it’s okay, but please don’t make me regret liking you.”

“And who said I didn’t like you?”

You look up at him again, and he only sighs and gets up off the bench to kneel in front of you. He looks like he’s waiting for an answer, or waiting for something at least, but when you don’t respond, he pats you on the head and stands, holding out a hand.

“Don’t we have a date to go on? Get up off the floor, it’s dusty,” Belphie says. You take his hand and stand, and he pulls you closer to him, half hugging you as you walk. He was a pain to deal with and he knew it, but he was determined to prove himself worth the effort.

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When Their S/o is on Their Period || BNHA Boy Headcanons

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Pairings: Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader, Katsuki Bakugou x Fem!Reader, Eijiro Kirishima x Fem!Reader, Shoto Todoroki x Fem!Reader, and Denki Kaminari x Fem!Reader

Summary: How the boys act when you’re on your period

Word Count: 1.6k

A/n: I wrote this because my period is supposed to come in like two days and I am not very excited at all. Anyway, I hope you like these headcanons, and requests are still open and all that, just read the rules first. Also, thanks for everyone who has liked/reblogged any of my posts or even followed me, I really appreciate it. Hope you all have a great day/night! :) -Danielle <3

Izuku Midoriya:

If you don’t tell him ahead of time that you’re going to be on your period and you snap at him he’s gonna get so upset

Like he’s going to think about every little thing that happened for the past few weeks and try to see where he went wrong

Then when you tell him you’re on your period, he’s going to just freeze, and then start to panic

His face gets all red, but he still asks if you if you need anything

If you send this boy to the store to get pads/tampons, expect him to be gone for a solid few hours

When he firsts gets to aisle, he stands there, because he knows absolutely nothing about pad/tampons, and he doesn’t know what brand to get

So then, he takes out his phone and starts typing, and trying to do research, but google isn’t helping him decide what to get at all

So, then the nice old lady restocking the shelves, offers to help, noticing how he’s panicking

He still ends up getting a few different brands, but that’s okay

If you get bad cramps, like really bad, he’s definitely going to cry

He hates seeing you in pain

If you are having cramps he’ll give you some medicine he bought and offer you a heating pad

After he gets you feeling a little better, he’s going to give you all the snacks he got you and offer to cuddle and watch whatever you want with him

Overall, even though he gets really embarrassed about it, he’ll still help you if you need him to

Katsuki Bakugou:

If you snap at him, he’s going to like brush it off, but after the second or third time he’s going to go off on you

But once you tell him you’re on your period he’s going to be so confused

Not because he doesn’t know what it is, but because he has no clue what he’s supposed to do about it

He’ll apologize for going off on you

By apologize I mean that he’ll mumble sorry under his breath so that you can barely hear it

But I mean it’s Bakugou, so just take what you can get

He probably wouldn’t offer to go anywhere to get you anything

But if you ask him, he’ll go (Only after complaining the whole time getting ready to leave though)

He’s going to make sure you tell him what brand of pads/tampons to get so he doesn’t have to embarrass himself in front of people in the store

If the cashier says one word about him buying them or gives him a weird look, he’s going to get very pissed

“They’re for my girlfriend, now stop giving me weird ass looks and comments and just scan the damn things!”

He’ll probably end up grabbing more snacks or chocolate than you asked for but if you ask why he did that, he’s going to say it was a total accident, even though it wasn’t

After he brings you the stuff he’ll just crash in your bed, and demand cuddles

But he won’t ask, he’ll just pull you to him and cuddle you

The first time you’re on your period around him, he’s pretty embarrassed but hides it, but with time, he gets used to it and it doesn’t bother him anymore

Although no matter if he’s sixteen and buying pads/tampons for you or seventy and buying pads/tampons for you, he’s still going to end up yelling at the poor cashier, even if they don’t comment or give him a look

Eijiro Kirishima:

I may be a bit biased because I absolutely love Kirishima (if you couldn’t tell), but I am convinced that he would be the best boyfriend in every way

And that includes when you’re on your period

If you snap at him, he’s going to get a little upset, but immediately ask what’s wrong and try to figure out what the issue is

After you tell him, he’s going to panic but hide it so he doesn’t alarm you

Immediately offers to go get you anything you need

But he’s so eager to help you out, he forgets to ask what brand of pads or tampons to buy

So now he’s in the feminine hygiene product aisle, standing next to some twelve year old girl whose low key too embarrassed to grab a box of pads in front of some teenage boy

So she’s just standing there, waiting for him to leave, but he’s trying to figure out which box to buy, so he’s like looking at all of them and picking them up, trying to figure out the difference between all of them

And the girl goes to quickly grab a box and run off, but then he speaks

“Wait, can you help me?”

And the girl low key just wants to disappear right then and there, but she helps him anyway

This man walks away with a few different brands of pads/tampons in his arms not realizing he just traumatized some little girl by asking her for advice on getting his girlfriend pads/tampons

Then he grabs you some snacks, medicine, and whatever else you wanted, before checking out and leaving

He like rushes home because he was taking so long and he was worried about you

But when he like bursts into your room, you’re literally fine, and just chilling eating some stale chips, and watching some Netflix

Kirishima immediately takes away your stale chips, and gives you the stuff he bought

So now you guys are eating the new and not stale chips while binge watching your favorite Netflix show for the fiftieth time

Shoto Todoroki:

I only have three words: Human Heating Pad

But seriously, if you have cramps, and you tell him heat helps, he’s definitely going to offer for you to use his hand as a heating pad

Once he learns that you’re on your period, he’s going to try his best to help, but he knows nothing about them despite having a sister

After taking a moment to compose himself after initial shock of you telling him, he’s going to offer to go to the store for you

So, now he’s in the aisle, trying to figure out what brand to get

He had tried calling you, but you must of been napping, because you didn’t pick up

Eventually he decides to call his sister and ask for some help

His sister proceeds to tell him about pads and tampons and how they work

He ends up writing some of the stuff down in his notes on his phone so he knows for next time and doesn’t forget

Then he’ll get whatever else you want

He’ll probably end up grabbing something extra too

Like a little gift such a plushie or a necklace, since he now knows periods really suck

He ends up getting you a gift every time your on your period (with Endeavor’s credit card of course), so it kind of morphs into a little tradition even though you insist that he doesn’t need to do it

But once he returns to home, you apologize for not answering, since you were in fact napping, but he quickly shuts you down and gives you everything he had got for you

Then you use his hand as your personal heating pad and talk about your lives

Overall, he’s pretty calm about the situation, and doesn’t make it a bigger deal than it needs to be

Denki Kaminari:

When you snap, or if you snap, he’s probably just going to brush it off

But the second time you snap at him, he makes some dumb remark

Probably something like, “Damn is it that time of the month or something?”

That gets him a textbook to his face

He’s honestly surprised with your response to his question

“Actually, yeah! Asshole! Now, if you’re gonna be a jerk, get the hell out and leave me alone!”

He was only joking and didn’t expect you to actually say yes

After you admit that you being on your period is the problem, he doesn’t know what to do

He knows the basics of a period, he knows you bleed, and like chocolate, and you sometimes get cramps, but other than that he has no idea how to handle the situation

After a moment of trying to figure out what to do, he asks if you need anything

Now he’s in the store, trying to figure out what a ‘flow’ is, and why pads and tampons are so expensive

He ends up calling Kirishima to come help, who has no clue what to do either

Then they turn it into a group call by adding Bakugou and Sero

Bakugou calls them ‘fucking stupid’ but doesn’t know shit about periods either so when they ask him for help he makes up some excuse for not telling Kaminari what to do

Sero is actually helpful and tells him to just get one of each type of flow, since Kaminari refuses to call you and ask (R.I.P. Kaminari’s wallet)

Kaminari thanks him, and then they end the call

Then he gets whatever else you asked for, before heading home

When he gets there, he awkwardly hands you the bag and asks if you need anything else

When you say you want him to stay, he’s immediately jumping into your bed and cuddling with you

He thought since you were on your period, you wouldn’t want to be around him and it low key made him kind of sad, cause he would miss you

Then you guys spend the rest of the night scrolling through Tik Tok, and laughing along to videos

At some point, you end up seeing the thing girls do on Tik Tok where they ask their boyfriend’s how pads work

When Kaminari continues watching the video, and learns how pads actually work, he’s like turns to you and is like

“Wait, the sticky part doesn’t stick to your vagina?”

Somebody please help this poor idiot

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