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inuyashaluver · 8 months ago

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Hi lovely I love ur stuff 🩷 I have a little request/idea - obviously feel free to ignore it

I was thinking R has a really thick accent (English - either Scouse (Liverpool), Geordie (Newcastle) or West Country (Devon/Somerset/Farmer) or Aussie or something really thick like hard to understand from native speakers let alone anyone else) but R plays in Barca and has a crush on a Spanish player (Maybe Patri? maybe Ona? Maybe Alexia?) and is tryna talk to them more and maybe ask them out but they just get looked at funny and they walk off and she goes to Kiera and Lucy and is like what have I done? Do they all hate me? And [Crush] overheads them and goes round to their house after training and is like I really wanna get to know u, I think you’re really pretty etc but I cannot understand a word that comes out of ur mouth to the point where I am questioning whether it’s English

qué? - alexia putellas

alexia putellas x reader

description: in which your accent proves to be difficult to understand

warnings: LONG!! swearing, misunderstandings, spanish in bold italics

a/n: i love this woman, your honour!! i was writing alexia angst but had to put out the fluff haha!! thank you so much for the love and request, lovely!! ily and enjoy ❤️

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you never thought your accent would get you into trouble but you were entirely wrong. and we’re not talking about trouble like criminal, we’re talking romantically.

—

you’re from liverpool, your thick, scouse accent distinct in your dialect. at home in england, the accent was understood most of the time, with an occasional person asking for clarification about your words but you didn’t mind.

even some of your england teammates had to ask you to repeat yourself occasionally when you got overly excited or stressed, your accent proving to be the hardest to understand at those moments.

you often needed a translator for even native english speakers if you spoke too quickly, lucy and later grace helping out when people were truly confused.

when lucy and keira moved from manchester city, you moved with them, having played in the club for 2 years and desperately wanting a change. and so, when the contract arrived from barcelona for the three of you, you accepted it without a second thought.

you had supported barcelona in liga F, having a huge appreciation for the way the spanish players moved, the quick passes and the goals that came out of nowhere. you were excited to pick up those skills to adapt to your own play.

and through your extensive research, you grew a special appreciation for alexia. in your eyes, alexia was the definition of perfect, not only her football skills, but her as a whole.

you would watch her interviews and videos for ‘research purposes’, claiming it was to practise your spanish. and it was, until you zoned out hearing the gentle hum of alexia’s voice, getting distracted entirely but you weren’t complaining.

when you got caught making heart eyes at your phone during england camp, the teasing was so relentless it wasn’t even funny.

—

“our little (y/n) has a crush on la reina! (the queen)” lucy exclaims in the change room, you immediately turn off your phone and look up at her with an icy glare, only making her smile at you affectionately with a pinch to your cheek that you were quick to swat away.

“you’re not much older than me” you glare, “5 years is 5 years” she shrugs, moving away when you launched an empty bottle at her.

“go on, tell us about your crush” leah smiles, millie and rachel pretend to kiss each other while looking at you and you heat up in the cheeks.

“i’m only watching so i can pick up spanish” you defend, lucy laughs loudly, out of the three transfers, she was definitely the one who picked up the most spanish.

“excuse me, lucia, and everyone in here,” you scoff, “is it such a crime to watch a video of my future captain?” your accent was so heavy at this point, everyone cracked a little smile at you.

“so you were watching videos of alexia then?” leah smirks, you let out a frustrated groan, “leah, shut up man” everyone laughs, the teasing continuing until keira and alessia told everyone to stop.

during the whole of camp, it wasn’t uncommon you got caught looking at photos or videos of alexia, the teasing was so bad you thought you would explode.

—

when the time finally came for you to join barcelona, you were incredibly nervous. the fear of underperforming playing on your mind, only becoming worse at the thought of embarrassing yourself in front of a certain blonde you couldn’t take your mind off.

lucy and keira assured you everything would be fine, but you weren’t convinced, unsure of how you’d react when you finally saw alexia.

when you all walked to the change rooms, it was shocking how welcoming everyone was. hugs and kisses to the cheeks had you feeling so accepted amongst your new team.

and funnily enough, the last person to greet you was alexia, sending you a charming smile that had your stomach erupting with butterflies.

“(y/n), yes? bienvenida! (welcome)” alexia grins, her arms pulling you into a warm hug, her scent enveloping you and making you borderline dizzy.

“(y/n) is a big fan of you” lucy teases as alexia lets you slip from the hug after you mumble a quick hello. alexia gives a surprised smile, looking between a cheeky looking lucy and a sheepish looking you.

“you’re very good, too, I look forward to playing with you,” alexia’s hand moved to give your bicep a gentle squeeze and you swore your heart stopped, your cheeks were tinged with pink and you could barely formulate a sentence.

“yeah, i’m excited to play with ya” you breathe out, you move to your new cubby and get changed into the barcelona kit, feeling at home already even though it was your first day.

due to you busying yourself with avoiding alexia, you missed the way her gaze lingered on you as you changed, she was intrigued by you.

what you didn’t know was alexia had done her own forms of research. she had heard your name countless times in the media, a rising star in the making.

she respected the way you played, a midfielder who wasn’t afraid to take risks but also managed to avoid fouls frequently.

she wanted to get to know you as much as you wanted to get to know her.

—

weeks and months fly by and it was easy to say you felt comfortable amongst the team. your spanish was surprisingly getting better, being able to go through training without a translator most of the time.

the girls reciprocated you well, you’d go to team bonding nights and laugh and joke around with them. it was obvious to everyone except alexia that you were harbouring a crush on the captain.

the ways your eyes would follow her every move with pink cheeks honestly exposed yourself. and what made it harder was that alexia and you were growing closer each day.

—

one day you were chatting with mapi and ingrid, more like you getting teased while you begged them to stop before you were interrupted by a certain someone.

“do you want to be my partner?” alexia questions from behind you suddenly, making you choke on your own spit as she looked at you with a kind smile. “really?” you breathe out, she nods, nodding her head to the pitch for you to follow her.

you’d both been able to converse easily as the months went by, she’d have to ask you to slow down a couple of times when you both talked about something you had in common but it worked.

as you both trained together, you chatted and laughed, talking about random topics.

when you both got to shooting practice, alexia analysed your every move. she would give little nods of approval when you touched the ball, sending you an encouraging smile if you made eye contact, your heart was fluttering around her.

“you should put more weight into your hips when you kick” alexia corrects, you look at her questioningly, she huffs out a little laugh and comes to stand behind you.

her large hands place themselves on your hips and she turns them slightly to the front. her front was pressed against your back and you certainly weren’t breathing. she noticed you tense but chose to ignore it.

“focus here before you kick so it’s stronger” alexia says next to your ear, squeezing your hips gently before letting go of you. “try again, vamos! (let’s go)” she exclaims, you do as she says with her corrections and it was a much better result.

she smiles proudly, “buena niña! (good girl)” she laughs, coming up to you to squeeze your shoulders encouragingly, your cheeks were burning.

the entire team watched the interaction with big grins, ready to tease you for how sheepish you looked.

“gracias (thank you), ale” you scratch the back of your neck with an embarrassed smile, she shakes her head, “it’s nothing, thank me with a goal next game” she jokes, pinching your cheek teasingly before walking off to get some water.

you’re left there in shock, lucy and keira approaching with cheesy grins. “you’re in love” lucy coos, poking your shoulder teasingly while you shielded yourself in a hug from keira.

“i’m so fucking stupid, why can’t i be normal” you groan, keira laughs, her hand rubbing up and down your back. “you’re just shy, which is weird to see because you’re the complete opposite” she laughs, you pull back to throw her a glare.

“it’s cute” lucy chuckles, “i can’t wait to tell everyone about the development” she grins, her and keira share a hearty laugh seeing your face go pale, while you attempted not to scream.

“don’t you fucking dare” you grit out, “i won’t” lucy winks, unfortunately she did and by the time training was over, your phone was blowing up with text messages talking about the interaction.

you looked at lucy with a stone cold glare while she blew you a kiss, alexia watched how angry you were, she could practically feel it radiating off you on the other side of the change room.

“estás bien? (are you okay)” alexia walks up to you, holding a cold drink out to you. you take it after a moment of hesitation, “uh, yeah, sí” you smile, “lucia is annoying you?” alexia grins, looking over at lucy to see her and keira whispering while looking at you. “yes, she’s very annoying” you grumble, your eyebrows furrowing.

alexia smiles fondly at you, her hand moving to your face, her thumb smoothing out the crease between your eyebrows. “wrinkles” she tutts, your breath caught in the back of your throat as you looked up at her.

“are you coming tonight?” she says like she didn’t just make you flatline. she’s talking about a team bonding session at her house. “yeah, i think so” you smile at her, “think or know?” she teases, was she flirting with you?

“know, i’ll be there” you mock, she nods with a pleased expression, “hasta luego, lindura (see you later, cutie)” she winks, moving to grab her bag from her cubby and leave, making sure to look back at you another time with a soft smile before walking out.

you get pulled out of your trance once you hear your phone blowing up again, checking it to see lucy had recorded you watching alexia leave. you throw your head back in frustration but chose to avoid letting the older girl feel your wrath, you were still on a buzz from the thought of alexia flirting with you.

—

when you arrived at alexia’s house, you brought her a bottle of wine with a sheepish grin. when she opened the door for you, she pulled you into the warmest hug, both of you fitting together like a puzzle.

“finalmente! (finally) i was waiting for you!” she grins as she pulls away, taking the wine out of your hands and grabbing one of yours to drag you into the living room where everyone was.

her hand was so warm against yours, soft against your skin and you really didn’t want her to let go. “you look beautiful” alexia smiles before she ushers you to sit down, you barely had the time to tell her how breathtaking she looked, dressed casually but still looking like she could be on the front of a magazine.

you sit next to mapi and she immediately bombards you with questions, “have you kissed yet?” she questions, you slap her knee, “ingrid, your girlfriend is a bully” you huff, ingrid laughs, nodding along with you with an apologetic smile.

everyone was watching a movie while eating, alexia sitting beside you, the two of you would chat back and forth with small giggles and smiles shared between you.

by the time the night was ending, alexia’s arm was resting behind you on the couch, basically over your shoulder while you were in your own little bubble.

when you left that night, you couldn’t stop thinking about all the interactions you had with the catalan, you needed to do something about it. fast.

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on a match day for barcelona, you decided it was time for you to tell her about your feelings. it was clear you were flirting with each other. confirmed during the game.

in the second half, you managed to get a goal, using the technique alexia had taught you a couple of days prior.

she was the first one to you after, the loud roar of the crowd drowned out when you felt alexia’s strong arms wrapping around your waist.

you both smiled so brightly as she congratulated you, placing you on the ground, giving you an affectionate kiss on the forehead and squeezing your shoulders. this told you everything. it wasn’t just her being friendly, it was alexia making a move.

at the end of the match, the two of you lingered in the middle of the pitch, you were fidgeting so much alexia was worried.

“(y/n)?” she dips her head to make eye contact with you, “estás bien? (are you okay)” you nod, opening your mouth to speak but nothing came out. “take a deep breath” she smiles, a hand on your shoulder offering you comfort but also stressing you out.

“ale” you start, she nods with an encouraging smile, “i really fancy ya, ale, i’ve been wantin’ to tell ya for a while” you blurt out, alexia’s eyebrows furrow, she looks a little confused.

the silence was loud, why hasn’t she said anything back. if this was her rejection, it hurt more than anything she could have verbalised.

“you know what, forget i said anythin’” you run off before she could say anything. “qué? (what)” she was about to ask you to repeat yourself, one - because you were speaking too fast, two - she didn’t know what fancy meant.

you heard her call out for you but you ran into the change room, knowing keira and lucy were in there. “keira!” you yell, “fucking check my pulse!” you shove your arm in her face and she looks at you in shock. only a couple of people were inside, and the ones that were were shocked at how you tumbled into the room.

“jesus, your heart is going so fast” keira says as she presses her fingers to the inside of your wrist. “fuck, why couldn’t you tell me i’m dead and this is a nightmare” you groan, your hands running over your face frustratingly.

“what’s wrong with you?” lucy says as she walks out of the shower to see you in absolute shambles. “everything!” you explain each and every detail and they look at you sympathetically, understanding now why you were so upset.

what you didn’t know was alexia was outside, ear pressed to the door as she heard you explain that you were trying to confess. she feels her stomach tighten, cursing herself for not understanding what you were saying.

“whatever, i’m going home, don’t follow me” you grit, tears pooling at your waterline as you rush out. alexia had moved out of eyeline when she heard you, quickly going into the change room and drilling lucy and keira for your address that they happily gave her with sly grins. happy to know it was all a misunderstanding.

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that afternoon, you hastily wiped your tears away thinking about alexia. you had misunderstood her intentions clearly, you were disappointed with yourself.

you heard the banging from the front door and groaned, knowing your fellow england teammates were probably on the other side with ice cream and apologetic smiles.

“i told you both not to follow me-” you huff, the door opening to see alexia standing there, a bouquet of bright flowers in hand. “hola (hello)” she smiles, “what are you doing here?” you ask softly, “can i come in?” you nod, moving back a little so she could step inside. she hands you the flowers and you take them with a confused expression.

what type of rejection was this?

“i heard you speaking to lucy and keira before” she starts nervously, both of you walking to the kitchen so you could put the flowers in water, they were beautiful.

“it’s fine if you don’t feel the same” you shrink into yourself, brushing the petals of one of the flowers between your fingers.

“hermosa (beautiful)” she calls out, moving around your counter to stand directly in front of you. “me gustas mucho, y quiero estar contigo (i like you a lot, i want to be with you)” she says earnestly, speaking in her mother tongue and hoping you understood because she was speaking from the heart.

you freeze, each and every word quickly translated in your head. “amor (love), you’re very beautiful and nice but you speak very fast, i did not understand a word you said before” she laughs, you can’t help but laugh too, shaking your head at how fast you fled the situation.

“i’m sorry, ale” you grin, “don’t be” she dismisses, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear, relishing in the blush she just produced on your cheeks.

“me gustas mucho (i like you a lot), alexia” you smile, she gives you a dazzling expression, appreciating how you spoke her mother tongue to her so she really understood this time. “muy bien, preciosa! (very good, precious)” she coos affectionately, her hand cradling your cheek as she directed your eyes to hers.

“we will teach each other, sí?” she grins cheekily, you hum along with her words, “sí”.

she pulls you closer to place a sweet kiss on your lips, your stomach lurching at how soft they were against yours.

you both smile into it as she drew you closer, your arms wrapping around her neck while her free hand came to rest on the small of your back to press you against her.

she pulls away, not without pressing a few more kisses to your lips through the giggles and the small chatter between the two of you.

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when you both came to training the next day hand in hand, sighs of relief were heard from everyone. lucy whipped out her phone as quickly as she could and sent pictures to the england group chat, your phone blowing up more than ever.

now that the team saw you interact, the teasing somehow got worse every time alexia would kiss you, or even hold your hand.

the pining drove everyone insane but the loved up versions of the two of you were insufferable. you were attached at the hip, just how you and alexia wanted.

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darkeralmond · 5 months ago

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luke smut when you’re at the lake house and trying to keep quiet .. need all the dirty talk from this man 😭

THANK U SM FOR THE REQUEST ILYSM ❤️❤️

MORE THAN FRIENDS

Luke Hughes x fem! Reader

synopsis: you and luke sneak off from your friends and have to stay quiet

warnings: 18+, smut, FWB, oral (f! receiving), protected sex, swearing

word count: 1.8k

a/n: hey guys!! i’ve started taking requests again since i have been so busy writing this fanfic w/ rutger. i rlly appreciate the support on my smitty smut and on my fanfic!! ily guys sm!! ❤️❤️

Going to up to the Hughes’s lake house for a week in the summer was a yearly tradition ever since your guys’ first year at UMich. When Luke left for Jersey to play with his brother, Jack, on the Devils, he promised to keep the annual trip going.

u, your best friend, Ethan, and Mark were invited to come up for the week like always. “My parents nor brothers will be there, you guys gotta come!” he begged, so you packed your bags and drove up to the lake.

You and your best friend took one car while Ethan and Mark took the other. You were almost to the lake house when your friend turned down the radio and turned to face you. “Are you excited to see Luke again?” they asked.

Excited was an understatement. You and Luke were best friends growing up, but deep down there was more to it. It wasn’t until the sophomore right before he left for New Jersey you two started sleeping together. You kept it a secret as to not mess anything up with him, but casual sex turned into romantic feelings and attachment. When he left, reality set in that you and Luke would never happen.

“Yeah, I haven’t seen him in so long,” you answered while keeping your eyes on the road. “What about you? Are you excited?”

“Duh! I love going to the lake. Plus, I bought this new bathing suit that is perfect for the summer,” they said with a wide grin on their face. After a moment of silence, they spoke up again. “You think you’re gonna make a move on Luke?”

You never them about your situation-ship with Luke, so them asking about it caught you off guard. “What are you talking about?” You glanced over at them with a confused, slightly stunned, expression.

“Ethan thinks Luke has a crush on you, and from the look on your face I can tell you have one on him too,” they teased.

You rolled your eyes as an attempt to downplay it and get them off your back, but your face flushed with heat. “Luke just has chemistry like that with everyone.”

“Okay…” your best friend replied, obviously doubting your excuse.

The rest of the car ride was spent with you two listening to music until you finally made it to the beach house. When you arrived, you saw Mark’s car already parked in the driveway next to Luke��s, so you parked on the street.

You loudly honked your horn in order to get the boys’ attention from inside. Ethan was the first to come out of the house, rushing toward you with a wide smile on his face. “You made it!” he exclaimed when you both got out of the car.

Following behind him were Luke and Mark who were already wet and in their swim trunks. “Took you long enough,” Luke said as he came around the driver’s side and opened his arms. Even though he was dripping, you accepted the hug. You haven’t seen him in so long, you didn’t care about getting a little wet. “Missed you, Y/N.”

“I missed you too,” you replied as you wrapped your arms around his neck. You pulled away from his embrace and the temptation to kiss him was unbelievable. His wet hair, the fact he was wearing no shirt with a chain on, and the smell of his cologne. It was the perfect combination to rev up a girl.

Luke broke the awkward silence by saying, “So… you need me to help you bring your stuff in?”

“Uh, yeah! That would be nice.” You popped open the trunk and let the boys help carry in all the luggage. After setting everything downstairs, you turned to Luke and asked, “Am I gonna be in the same room as last time?”

The last time you were here, you and your best friend shared the room across from Luke’s. It was fun sharing with them, but sneaking into Luke’s room to talk to him was a pain.

“I actually thought you could room with me,” Luke said as he grabbed your suitcase. You looked up at him with a shocked, yet intrigued expression. “Come on. You have a lot of unpacking to do.”

…

The sun began to set behind the horizon. Luke had gone inside a while ago, and you felt the urge to see him. “I’m gonna head in for the night,” you say before swimming to the surface.

You grabbed your towel and wrapped it around yourself while saying good night to the others. You came in through the back door and made your way to the kitchen to get a bottle of water before heading up to your room.

When you entered, you saw Luke sitting on the counter with a cup of soda next to him. “Hey,” he said when he acknowledged you.

“Hi,” you smile back. You grabbed the water from the fridge. “Mind if I sit?”

“Sure,” he answered. You laid the towel down on the counter and hauled yourself up. “Have you had fun so far?” he asked as he grabbed his cup and took a sip.

“Yeah, I’m having a nice time.” You inch closer to him until your thighs are touching. “I’m pretty sure they’re all gonna be out there for another hour if you want to… you know?”

A mischievous grin formed on Luke’s face as he looked in the direction of the back door. “You still have to be quiet just in case. You do get really loud,” he joked. You let out a fake offended gasp in response.

He grabbed your hand and helped you off the counter before leading you up to your shared room. He shut and lock the door before pulling you into a kiss.

His lips were soft and sweet against yours. Your hands moved to caress his chest, feeling his muscles underneath your palms.

Your lips parted slightly, and he licked at your bottom lip before sucking it softly in between his teeth. Luke pulled the string of your bikini top undone to expose more skin before moving his lips down to your neck.

His hands traveled downwards along your sides, stopping at your waist. “Luke,” you breathed as he grazed his fingers against the hem of your bikini bottoms.

“May I?” He asked, raising his eyebrows in invitation.

“Mhm, yeah,” you nodded as he slid them down your legs. He scooped you into his arms and carried you to the bed. He laid you down on the mattress as his lips met yours once again.

He kissed you deeply, making love to your mouth. One of his hands slid up your thigh as his fingers continued tracing small circles on your skin. Your breathing became heavy as your core pulsed.

His kisses trailed down your bare body and landed on your chest. He gently sucked one of your nipples, rolling the other with his fingers gently. You let out a shaky exhale as you ran your fingers through his hair.

“Fuck, I missed you so much, babe,” Luke murmured against your skin as he peppered your body with kisses. Times like this when he called you “babe” or “love” messed with your perception of what you two are.

For a moment, it feels like intimate and as if he adores you the same way you do him. Then it ends and you’re forced to keep it a secret from everyone else.

He spread your legs open and kissed your inner thighs before gently sucking on your clit. Your eyes rolled back into your head as he secured your legs with his arms. “Fuck, Luke, just like that,” you whimpered.

He ran his tongue along your folds before circling your clit with the tip of his tongue again. You let a loud moan slip as pleasure hit your body. “You need to quiet down. Don’t get too worked up over me,” he teased. “I want to fuck you so bad, Y/N.”

“Please Luke,” you begged, “I need you inside me. Please…” your voice was barely a whisper.

He immediately got up before you could finish and made his way over to his dresser where he stored condoms. He pulled out a packet and eagerly ripped it open before pulling down his swim shorts and rolled the rubber over his erection. “I’m ready when you are, my love,” he said huskily as he pulled your body closer to him.

“I’m ready,” you confirm. With that, he positioned himself before slowly inching his way in. You let out a loud wince and dug your nails into the comforter below you. You bit your bottom lip hard in order to prevent any noise that dared to come out of you.

His thrusts began slow and gentle until you adjusted comfortably. Luke started pounding into you roughly, causing you to squirm under him. “You feel so good, baby!” he groaned. “This is why I can never keep my hands off you, Y/N.”

You’ve learned to ignore comments like this since you knew Luke was only saying them in the heat of the moment. “Oh god, oh God,” you cried as your body convulsed beneath him. You could feel as the climax ripped through your body. “Luke! Fuck, Luke!”

You writhed around in delight. You could feel every nerve ending tingle throughout your body. A rush of adrenaline flooded your system making you tremble. Luke wasn’t finished though, and he wouldn’t be until he came.

Luke gripped your waist tightly in response to your excitement before increasing his thrusts faster as his release grew ever closer. You could hear him panting heavily, his hands shaking around your waist. His movements became erratic as he let out choked moans until he finally came, twitching as he did so.

Once his release subsided, Luke pulled out and disposed of the condom. When he came back into the bedroom, he laid on your chest and closed his eyes. You played with his curls as he tried to calm his breathing.

“Y/N?” Luke whispered with his head still laying on your chest.

“Yes, Luke?” you whispered back, now running your fingers along the nape of his neck. You could feel his muscles trembling underneath you. It made you feel a little concerned about him.

“I don’t want you to think I’m only using you for sex.” His words spilled out quickly. “But I really like you,” he paused to take a breath. “You don’t have to answer me now, but do you want to be my girlfriend?”

You were taken aback by his bluntness. He thought that it was too soon to ask you out after fucking for the first time in months. You acknowledged that you couldn’t lie about your feelings. Not anymore.

“Of course I do,” you smiled as you looked into his soft brown eyes. Luke gave you an ecstatic grin before pressing a quick peck to your lips.

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catssluvr · 3 months ago

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holy cow that playlist one was perfect☹️☹️ seriously it was better than i imagined!! and i love all of the songs u used AND i loveeee stevie nicks ugh it was just perfect thank you sososo much!!!

also.. if you still want requests! i have too many ideas i fear, but i was thinking!! maybe like reader is an intern at the bau and emily meets her for the first time and its just fluff and pining perhaps?

thank u so much again!

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i’m sosososo glad you loved it 💌 your requests always make my day 🫶🏻 i’m always open for ur requests bug, show me all ur ideas 🤍 ILY

𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆, emily prentiss

emily prentiss x fem!reader

emily meets you and is immediately enchanted <3

warnings: none<3

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Emily scribbles down on the papers in front of her, chin resting on the palm of her hand. It's a pretty normal day at work, no current case going on, just loads of files to fill and meetings to attend. The bullpen is almost entirely quiet, the only sounds being of pens scribbling and hushed voices.

Her gaze snaps up when she hears Aaron's office door opening and closing, expecting him to tell the team to meet in the conference room. To her surprise, he's walking side by side with a girl she doesn't remember seeing before. You.

You smile politely as Hotch introduces you to almost everyone who passes, she wonders how much more beautiful your actual smile is. It feels impossible for it to get even prettier.

You're visibly nervous, hands rubbing against your blazer before going in for a handshake. Your suit looks like it's been ironed hundreds of times as it doesn't have one single wrinkle - you made sure it didn't.

She finally notices the internship card on your blazer and it all clicks. You're obviously nervous with reason, she remembers how hard she wanted to impress and prove herself when she first started working at the bau. But she can't help but think that the way you look around the bullpen in wonder is absolutely adorable.

Hotch suddenly starts approaching her desk, you following right behind. He also has a polite smile on his face, Emily's not surprised you can even get the biggest grump she knows to smile.

"This is SSA Prentiss," He proceeds to introduce you to her, she swears her heart skips a beat at you smiling directly at her now.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Agent Prentiss." You reach out to shake her hand, wide eyes starting at her in anticipation. Your skin feels even nicer than it looks, the gentle squeeze you give her before letting go making her knees go weak.

"The pleasure is all mine." She replies, feeling weirdly at a loss of words. It's not like she can say anything with Hotch standing right there, he'd notice her flustered behaviour way too quickly.

Before anything else can happen, he's pulling you to another table to introduce you to everyone else. You glance quickly over your shoulder to find her looking, a small smile escaping your lips before you can stop it.

Emily feels giddy just from the small interaction and she's not even sure why. She knows nothing more than your name yet it's like you've bewitched her in matter of seconds.

Later you find yourself grabbing a cup of coffee before leaving, not wanting to be half asleep while driving home. It was definitely a long day, a good one nevertheless. Hard work got you here and you feel proud of yourself.

Too lost in your own bubble, you turn around and head to the exit, not noticing the figure coming right in your direction. Your coffee spills all over the person's blazer, staining it in a way you know won't come off.

Lifting your eyes, you find hers already looking at you. Your cheeks feel hot in a heartbeat, embarrassment consuming you whole.

"Oh god- i'm so sorry, Agent Prentiss." You rush to get paper towels and start not very successfully cleaning her blazer.

"It's okay, it was an accident. And Emily is fine." She reassures, pulling your hands away gently and you shudder at her touch.

"I guess that wasn't a great first day impression." You scrunch your nose and signal to her blazer. You were very confident it had been a great first day moments before. Maybe you started celebrating way too soon.

"What? Just because you accidentally spilled your coffee?" Emily chuckles with raised eyebrows, trying to lighten the mood.

"I'm really sorry anyway. Is there anything i can do to make up for it?" You question hopefully, throwing the paper towels on the garbage.

"Well, there's this really nice new coffee shop in town. i wouldn't mind a free coffee. Promise i won't spill it on you as revenge." It doesn't sound like a bad idea, getting coffee with her.

"A free coffee it is." It's your turn to chuckle now, spilled coffee long forgotten. "And you better not, i don't have as many suits as you probably do."

Emily shakes her head with a smile, mentioning for you to follow as she walks to her table and grabs a paper with her number on it.

Not a bad first day at all.

·˚ ༘₊·꒰➳: ̗̀➛

love you,

cat 🤍

#emily prentiss #criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #emily prentiss x reader #emily prentiss x female reader #emily prentiss x you #fluff #wlw

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djpachipikachu · 6 months ago

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doodle dump of unreleased aus that r still actively in my Brain Often but i dont post shit about them

⚠️warning for old art and blood and injury drawn and death mentions⚠️

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magic lily au:

main theme -

summary is that leo is transported to the samurai rabbit universe instead of his family’s arms through a trifecta of his ninpo, mikey’s mystics that begged for him to be safe, and the ki stone sensing a hero in need

when leo lands in the world, he doesnt know any japanese aside from simple phrases he grew up with; “thank you”, “please”, “excuse me”, “help me”, “i love you”, etc

him and yuichi fall in love and he remains there for a few years ! however . theyve all known since the beginning that the ki stone would take leo back once he was healed. she was clear on the fact he was only there to be helped , not to live there . so yuichi and leo hold off the inevitable, despite leo missing his family horribly and knowinf they think hes dead , despite knowing how selfish it was to have one more day with each other , they avoided the ki stone until they go to the temple together and leo is ripped from the world without even a chance to reallt say goodbye to everyone

uhhh etc etc they were their first and last loves as they were both on the aro spec and didnt have a need to find that kinda love again they just . wanted each other and blehhh

i have a playlist for it as well ! my oldest au , started since i got into the fandom

UUAU:

[temp name]

my original usagi/tmnt iteration with miyamoto usagi as the main protag ! i still want to create a comic and really officially send this out so i wont spoil a lot, but !

the basis is that usagi lives in a post apocolyptic solarpunk society and is forcibly sent back in time to a cyberpunk city where the seeds of a war have begun to sprout, dropped in the middle of the highest tensions between three turtles and their eldest brother who is on the enemy side

doomed siblings, doomed toxic yaoi, doomed Everything, its inspired by idw and 2003 so what else is there to expect

only showing the beta design for usagi ! i have a lot of other drawings for this but again, spoilers

historical graves au:

this one is the most recent of the bunch, just putting my version of yuichi for rise into a more usagi yojimbo styled setting ! the story is entirely different from the fanfic and im still working on it But

yuichi is the great grandchild of miyamoto usagi instead of a distant ancestor , so the debt of the shogun’s assassination is that much heavier and Far more dangerous to hold. yuichi and his adoptive little sister, hana, have recently escaped the mass murder and pillaging of their rabbit village (the same one that mariko and kenichi and usagi grew up in) and are on a journey to find their aunt for sanctuary

along the way, they run into a lot of familiar faces, such as the hamato clan , who has karai as their jōnin ! also yuichi gets possessed by jei at some point

hes trans too so he “disguises” himself as a boy to be more hidden as they travel

ive got one more original iteration but theres like . nothing i want to share from it rn lmao

SOOO THATS IT basicallt !!umm if anyone wants to know more about any of these aus id be happy to answer ! u can request doodles of them too !

if u read this far ily and im kissing you

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marlenesluv · 1 year ago

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heyy i was wondering if u could write a max, daniel, or carlos x super southern (like from the DEEP south/not texas) dallas cowboys cheerleader (kleine powell fc plz shes so gorg) smau and everyone is surprised that theyre together. or alternatively same premise but with an lsu tiger girl (fc darah haidet) and shes a lot younger. us southern girls get no rep lmao and ily

Unexpected. (DR)

hi! thank you sm for the request. i absolutely love this sm!! i went with daniel for this one, he’s too cute. i genuinely never see any southern girl stuff, so i hope you love this! and ily too!!also, y/n is a dcc, but she’s from louisiana. i never mention a state tho so you can imagine a diff one!!

pairing: daniel ricciardo x dcc!reader

fc: kleine powell

warnings: none!

note: i went ahead and made this not a soft launch (im limited with photos lol) also age gap is 8 yrs in this one!

masterlist here -> masterlist link

^ check my list for all posts! ^

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danielricciardo: hiked a bit, and picked up this pretty lady along the way

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landonorris: you have a girlfriend? i never thought i’d see the day

|> danielricciardo: you’re talking??

y/n.fp: is that our girl?? our cowgirl is dating a man that makes cars go vroom!?!?

|> f1.fp: when worlds collide

y/n.user: wouldnt have wanted to hike those 12 miles with anyone else :)

|> danielricciardo: :)))

dcc.fans: does this mean daniel is gonna come to games?

charles_leclerc: is she converting you full cowboy?

|> y/n.user: of course i am🙃🤠

yourbsf: awwww, you guys are so cute. pls let me meet him

|> y/n.user: soon, honey🫣

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y/n.user: who’s going to tell him that these are not the dcc colors….💙🤍

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fanpage.dcc: UNEXPECTED RELATIONSHIP

|> y/n.fanpage: LOVE IT THO??

danielricciardo: sugar, it’s texas’ colors…..

|> y/n.user: i’m not from texas daniel, we’ve been over this😐

|> danielricciardo: let me grab my blue and white before the game

|> y/n.user: thank you, hun☺️

pierregasly: have fun with his annoying ass

|> danielricciardo: HEY. she loves my ass, thank you very much

|> y/n.user: 😇

formula1fp: this was not on my bingo card for this year. i’m not mad about it tho

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twitter:

Formula 1 Wag News @formulaonewags • 2d

New Wag: Y/N Y/L/N has been posted by Daniel Ricciardo recently, saying that he “picked up this pretty lady” referring to Y/N. She is a Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader, at 26 years old. They have yet to officially announce their relationship, but with both posting, daniel going to games, and not denying their friends, we have strong reasons to believe they are dating.

DCC Updates @dccupdates • 2d

We think thet have been seeing each other or talking for a while. Y/N has stayed away from guys at parties (via her friends posts) and Daniel has been posting a lot at home. Maybe this has been going on for a while?

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danielricciardo: first date, kinda nervous. do you guys think she likes me? 🙁

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y/n.user: i do i do i do🫠🫶

|> danielricciardo: i like you too🤭🫶

dallascc.updates: pls pls this is way too cute but i’m shook

|> f1updatepage: aren’t we all?

georgerussell63: theres no way you’re dating a dcc-

|> carmenmmundt: they’re so cute!!

|> georgerussell63: yeah, but how?

|> danielricciardo: im very charming

yourbsf: actually adorable asf. i’m soso glad you’re both so happy together :’)

|> y/n.user: thank you, babes🙁🫶

maxverstappen1: i hope you guys had a good date!

|> danielricciardo: we did ☺️

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danielricciardo: another hike, another race sunday

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y/n.user: you’re gonna do so amazing ☺️

|> danielricciardo: wear my cowboy hat?

|> y/n.user: i’ll be there with the hat and boots on 🤠

|> danielricciardo: 😊

f1.wag: new y/n content? yes plsssss

carlossainz55: i’m still confused on how you got a girlfriend

|> maxverstappen1: we’re all confused

dcc.posts: our favorite hikers 🥾

y/nfanpage: i livveeee for them

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tagged: danielricciardo, landonorris

y/n.user: p2 for daniel = proudest gf today. although i would be proud no matter what. thank you for being such a sweet, funny, supportive, and entertaining bf. i am not thanking you for bringing lando on the same plane, jk

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landonorris: those tension headache pills didn’t help?

|> y/n.user: nope

|> landonorris: oops 🫣

f1.updates: trio we needed

danielricciardo: my favorite cowgirl❤️

|> y/n.user: my favorite cowboy❤️

|> wagsof.f1: i’m actually so lonely i’m sobbing

formula1.page: you😭 guys😭 are😭 adorable😭

lilymhe: cutestttt

|> y/n.user: you’re too sweet💓

|> lilymhe: 💓💓

y/n.fp: i am never getting over this relationship. f1!driver and southern cheerleader? k. my life is complete

yourbsf: MY PARENTS

|> danielricciardo: oh dearie

|> y/n.user: 😳

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(reposts, comments, and likes are appreciated!^-^)

#f1 #formula 1 #formula one #daniel ricciardo x female reader #daniel ricciardo fluff #daniel riccardo x reader #daniel ricciardo #daniel ricciardo x reader #daniel ricciardo x you #daniel ricciardo x ofc #southern fic

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fleurriee · 1 year ago

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Ummm Hi I'm sending in this request before the population of fandom for avatar dies out completely can I ask for something that is so cute. Like shy reader who really likes neteyam but is to nervous to ever say anything about it and she's kind of singled out a lot and has little friends ( but her and neteyam are cordial with each other ) She goes to a gathering and is the only one who notices that neteyams stress and frustrated despite the festives and approaches him shyly with an offer to help “ i just want to be used by you tonight. can i be your personal toy? “ pls considered and thank you for still posting avatar also your a great writer

wooooo to be the one to help nete relieve some stress.... i loved this one, so thank u for sending it in!! hopefully the population of the fandom doesn't die out too much lmao... but, tysm, ily anonie <3

pairing ; neteyam x fem!reader

summary ; you take in into your hands to help neteyam relieve some of his stress and frustration.

themes ; talks of smut, tiniest amount of fluff possible, shy!reader/lonesome!reader

You’ve never been good with friends.

After all the time, you guess there’s just something about you that rubs others the wrong way, causing them to flee in the opposite direction quickly, before you can attempt to cling on to them.

Maybe that was it - maybe you came off too desperate, wanting just one friend who understood you completely, who would be by your side for all the good and bad. Maybe you were seeking it too eagerly; maybe you just needed to let it happen gradually.

The closest you’d got to a friend was arguably Neteyam Sully, Toruk Makto’s eldest son and future Olo’eyktan of the clan. But, the most you’d even really been was cordial with him, smiling and greeting one another in passing. Still, he was the only one who would meet your eye for longer than two seconds.

A part of your brain raged at you that it was just him being nice, just him wanting to make a good reputation for himself, seeing as he would be leading all of you when the time came later on down the line. And, that did make sense, but your optimistic side, the one that won out more often than not, told you he might secretly enjoy your company, that he didn’t just think of you as another random Na’vi.

You kept that particular thought in your head every time you looked in his direction… more so than ever now that the gathering was in full swing.

So much was happening, you weren’t entirely sure where to look - Na’vi were lingering within every corner of the surrounding area, each of them chattering away to their own family and friends, boisterous laughter spilling from them until you couldn’t even hear yourself think.

Making your way around people, trying your best to not bump into anyone and apologising to those that you did, you let your eyes flicker around to whoever they did. Your parents had actively forced you further out into the open, hoping that by doing so, it might help you interact with more Na’vi that were your age. But, looking out at the sea of people now, you couldn’t help but believe there was no worse idea than this one.

And, then, your eyes flew over him - Neteyam Sully. He’s standing towards the edge of the entire crowd, all alone as his own gaze flickers across everyone. His arms are crossed over his chest, and his brows are pinched, eyes slightly lowered. Even from a distance, it’s obvious he’s not enjoying himself.

The stress and frustration is emitting from him, lingering within the air and filtering within your own system, until you feel like it’s your job go to comfort him. Maybe this was the opening your parents had wanted for you - maybe you should take it with both hands and run with it.

So, with your heart on your sleeves as it pounded within its ribcage, excitement pounding within you at the thought of your offer you were going to give him, you made your way over to him.

He hadn’t noticed you coming until you were stood just in front of him, a shaky smile on your lips in spite of your nerves. When he spotted you, you noticed his shoulder had relaxed a little, looking down upon you with a welcoming smile of his own. “Hey…”

“Hi,” you spoke quickly, trying to muster the courage you needed for this next comment of yours, knowing it would definitely help him relax, “you didn’t really looking like you’re enjoying yourself…”

Neteyam chuckled at your words, shaking his head, but still looking fondly at you. “You could say that.”

Swallowing deeply, you sent him another timid smile, fingers beginning to fiddle with one another and stepping closer to him, making sure only he could hear your next words. “Well,” you started, “why don’t you… use… me?” you paused, gauging for a reaction, watching his ears perk up extremely high on his head, his tail starting to flick. “I mean, you can take it out on me… I can be your personal toy…?”

Your last sentence came out as more of a question, swallowing your heart in your throat. Just seconds away from deciding to turn back with your tail between your legs and embarrassment flushing your cheeks, he reached out for one of your arms, licking his lips and putting his fangs on display. There was a new twinkle in his eyes now, one that definitely had your stomach tingling with further desire.

“You gonna let me fuck you, pretty girl?” he asked, voice suddenly rough and low in comparison to the happier one he’d had earlier.

With a tight grip on your wrist, not letting you even think about leaving him now you had him excited and aroused, you knew you’d made the right decision to finally come out of your comfort zone and wrap yourself lovingly around Neteyam Sully.

#𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐔𝐑𝐑’s work ── ✎#2k drabble special #neteyam #neteyam sully #avatar #avatar 2 #neteyam fluff #neteyam smut #neteyam x reader #neteyam sully x reader #neteyam x you #neteyam sully x you #neteyam x female reader #neteyam x fem reader #neteyam sully fluff #neteyam sully smut #neteyam x pregnant reader #dad neteyam #dad!neteyam

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dellalyra · 1 year ago

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can i request for a scenario where suguru is still good and brings mimiko and nanako to school, where he trains them together with satoru and guardian fem!reader, megumi and tsumiki? it would be cute all together and happy

A/N: HI THANK U ILY I am not 100% sure this is what u wanted but I just had this idea and ran with it also it was so fun to write a NOBODY IS DEAD WE ALL ARE HAPPY AU.

CW: Swearing? Fluff? Happy ever after kinda AU

Summary: The kids get to play with their cousins, Nanako and Mimiko.

“AUNTY Y/N!” Echoed across the field, the two high-pitched voices were only amplified by their excitement.

“Girls! Hi babies!” You kneel and scoop them both into a big squeezy hug.

“Where’s Uncle ‘Gogo?” The blonde girl asks. They both began calling your boyfriend Gogo when they were both only 3, and it stuck.

“He’s inside with your cousins! Where’s your papa?” You ask, wiping a smudge of chocolate off the dark-haired girl’s face.

“He went to go find Uncle ‘Toru, he has ‘Miki’s birthday present. Look what we got!” They cheer as both take out stuffed toys, one a ladybug and one a butterfly.

“Oh, they are so beautiful! Do they have names?” You ask, taking each girl by their tiny hands and walking inside to find the two men.

As you round the corner, you see them both smiling and laughing together, a huge box wrapped in yellow paper between them.

“UNCLE GOGO!” Your hands are left empty as the two girls barrel toward their favourite uncle (only uncle), he immediately scoops them both up onto his shoulders and spins them around, so you make your way to the other man.

“That is an exceptionally large box for a 9-year old’s birthday present, Suguru.” You raise your eyebrows at him, only to be met with a smirk.

“You’re the only good thing that came in a small package, Y/N/N.” He laughs, throwing a languid arm around your shoulders and pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“Do you guys have fun seeing your parents this weekend?” You ask.

“The girls did, I think my parents can’t see me when the girls are around.” He huffs a laugh, the Geto parents absolutely dote on the two girls.

“NANA! MIMI!” Another young girl voice nearly deafens you all.

Tsumiki and Megumi come into the room to see you all, after you had sent them to wash up after playing outside for so long.

“So, fucking loud.” Came a grumpy grumble from the 8-year-old Megumi.

“‘Gumi, remember what I said about swearing.” You chastise.

“Only do it at home or if someone’s being a real dickhead.” He recites your rule.

“Hey lil’ man, what’s up?” Suguru asks, ruffling the boy's hair.

“Eh, not much. I can summon Toad now.” The boy shrugs, he liked his Uncle Suguru – he was pretty chill.

“Nice one, kid. Show me later? If that’s okay with your mama?” Your brother-in-all-but-blood asks.

“Fine by me, I promised the girls I’d make them all their favourite flowers anyway. So, we can all have lunch outside?” You ask.

You turn around to find your boyfriend levitating with all three girls.

“It’s like having another kid. Can everyone help me take some food outside so we can have Tsumiki’s birthday picnic?” The kids each took a plate of stuff and then the two grown man children started a competition of who could carry the most plates, to which you quickly put a stop to – they invite disaster and usually you are an equal agent of their chaos, but you worked hard on this party food, goddamit.

Satoru then grabs the bag of gifts and Suguru takes his giant box.

As you’re all situated on the blue and white gingham picnic blanket you light the ‘9’ candle on the strawberry cake your adopted daughter requested. You all sing happy birthday to her, and she blows out the candle with a big huff. Megumi rolls his eyes, as if he wasn’t equally excited last December when it was his turn. He’s like Nanami, you think, acts all cool and indifferent but is actually a total teddy bear.

“Wanna open your gifts, ‘Miki?” Suguru asks.

She begins to unwrap them, Nanami had sent her the box set of Nancy Drew books, Utahime got her a cute heart shaped purse with her name on it, Yaga had made her a doll that dances to music and Shoko got her a Nerf Rebelle Bow and Arrow set – with a note that said, ‘now you can match your mom, aunty Koko’. Next was the twins, Nanako produced a gift bag with a set of hair chalk in loads of colours that Tsumiki made you promise you’d do for all the girls and Satoru later on. Mimiko got her a Tamagotchi in blue, her favourite colour.

Next up was her brother, Megumi was a fiery red and grumbled out a barely comprehensible’Happy birthday Tsumiki.’ This was truly a testament to how much he loved his sister, because for Megumi this was the equivalent of a gushing profession of sibling love and bond. He slid a pizza sized box at her to which she opened in delight to find a 160-piece art set. He had insisted on using his own pocket money for the gift, and you just melted. Tsumiki was a talented artist, and it was by far her favourite hobby. She couldn’t contain her excitement and tossed her arms around her brother (who looked surprisingly happy at this sudden affection).

“Cmere, doll. Open mine next.” Said Suguru, pushing the large box to her.

She rips open the paper and once again, squeals.

“A SKATEBOARD?!?! THANK YOU SO MUCH UNCLE SUGU!” She threw her arms around his hips, the man almost as tall as Satoru who was practically a giant to the kids.

“Mama, dad – look! It’s blue!”

“What?! That’s so awesome ‘Miki! Now you can come skating with me and Uncle Sugu!” Satoru adds, equally as excited – he could now teach her something cool with his best friend.

After a moment of trying to balance on her new board, you usher her to you as Satoru comes back out of the house with an absolutely ginormous box. Of course, you knew what this one was. The terrible wrapping job was you and your boyfriend’s handiwork.

“Tsumiki, this one is from us.” Satoru says as he sits the box on the grass, and wraps an arm around your waist, pressing a kiss to your temple as you rest a hand on his chest.

“I hope you like it sweet girl, happy birthday!” You grin, the excitement for her to open it is bubbling inside you.

She rips off the paper and…

Silence.

Wait… silence?

Did she not like it? Oh my god, are they tears?!

You and Satoru rush to her.

“Babygirl what’s wrong? Is it not okay? Is it the wrong colour? We can get you another one! Or every colour? Do you want to get all the colours? I’ll go right now.” Satoru says, as you frantically nod in agreement.

Tsumiki just tosses herself like a rag doll between you both and wraps her small arms around you necks.

“It’s just so pretty! I wanted it so much and I can’t believe you guys got it for me, I love it so much. Thank you thank you thank you thank you.” She says between heaving sobs.

You both sag in relief. You’d gotten a similar, if more understated reaction from Megumi a few months ago when he opened his birthday present. You’d converted a walk-in closet in the spare bedroom to make him a library for him. The floor was covered in cushions and bean bags, there was space for his dogs to sit with him, floor to ceiling shelves filled with books lining the room and in a hidden compartment was a PlayStation for him to play on. You’d also gotten a mini fridge so he could have snacks in there. You’ve lost count of how many nights Satoru has had to pick him up after he’s fallen asleep reading in his ‘library’ curled up on a bean bag and tuck him into bed. The sparkles in his eyes as he’d opened the door to the room may have been the most special thing you’d seen ever. Your cottage wasn’t huge, but the spare room closet was just a wasted space, so it made perfect sense to use it as the introverted child’s escape while also encouraging him to keep up his love of books.

But right now, you had a happy sobbing 9-year-old on your hands. Satoru looked at you ever her shoulders, a huge white, dazzling grin on his handsome face. Some people might think you spoil the kids, but Tsumiki spent too long being the grown up in her house and Megumi spent too long trying to not be a burden to her – they deserved this. They’re the most amazing kids.

Satoru winks at you, mouthing ‘we did good, princess.’ To which you blow him a kiss, because yeah, you guys did good.

“Do you wanna open it?” You ask her, grin on your face.

“Fuck yeah!” She adds.

“I’ll let that one slide.” You laugh at her.

She tears the box apart, and there in all its glory is her present.

A 5 story, 4 foot tall, 5-foot wide, Victorian style baby blue dollhouse. It was something every little girl dreamed of you remember passing them in stores at Christmas and nearly drooling looking at them when you were her age. She’d always spoken about wanting a dollhouse, so you decided to go all out with it.

Inside the house was boxes and boxes of furniture, tiny wallpaper and paint, even tiny kitchen utensils and soft furnishings – all ready for her to decorate the interior however she wants.

You had used your technique to even make a little everlasting garden in the front before it had all been wrapped up.

It truly was absolutely incredible, Tsumiki had dived right in and was examining everything and pointing it all out to you guys whenever she found something inside it.

“Look! A tiny cushion! It’s so cute! And oh my, a tiny teacup!” She showed you guys.

She invited Nanako and Mimiko to look with her, and even Megumi was curious about all of the tiny household goods – smiling when he sees a tiny dog bed and tiny dog bowls and a tiny cat scratch post.

“My birthday present from you guys was not half as cool as that.” Suguru elbowed you both.

“You’re 22 Suguru, do you want a dollhouse?” Which made him laugh, but Satoru’s mouth was agape.

“Suguru – how you wound me! We brought you to Bora Bora!” He mocks cries at this.

“Eh, not a dollhouse though, is it?” He smirks at his best friends' antics.

You look at the kids all playing on the blanket.

“Who’s birthdays next?” Suguru asks.

“Mine.” You smirk, eyebrows raised at the boys.

“Ha! You better pull up, ‘toru.” Geto laughs as Satoru smirks.

“Already sorted everything. Only the best for my princess.” He says, lifting you onto his lap for a kiss as you laugh at him - you’d told him you wanted a new pair of gardening gloves – but he’d give you the world if you asked for it.

You kiss him back, hands on his cheeks, stroking along his jaw.

“Ugh, you two are so gross and in love I hate it.” Suguru drawls, rolling his eyes.

Neither of you break away from the kiss, just both lift up a hand in his direction and raise your middle fingers.

#jjk #jjk x reader #gojo satoru #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #gojo fluff #anime #dad!gojo #family formations AU #jujutsu kaisen suguru #geto suguru #nanako hasaba #mimiko hasaba #jjk au

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cryptdaii · 2 years ago

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oh im SO sorry you’re already getting the weird messages….my best recommendation is just to delete them its Not worth it😭😭 they just dump that same drama onto EVERYONE who joins despite the fact that…..nobody ever asked…….nor even knows who you are?!? yea this fandom is just a Little bit silly sometimes!!!!/neg

ANYWAYS not the point!!! art ideas!!! :D i have a few for u <3

- yong and nuru being super extra and completely ruining a stealth mission (varian and hugo are so fucking tired)

- hugo and nuru bonding/being besties

- library/betrayal angst is always good….

- varigo post-trials snuggling up together to read letters from nuru and yong (theyve REFUSED to open them until they can do it together btw)

i've been on this platform for less than ten days this has to be some sort of record <33 no but the actual amount of frankly disgusting asks i've had to delete from my inbox in the past 24 hours is actually unreal like. those were the tame ones.. i legitimately had to walk away from my computer for a sec because it was so bad lmfao!! like guys, there are better things to argue about other than a single hc some teenager on the internet posted ??

anywho ALL THESE IDEAS ARE SO CUTE TYSM FOR THEM :] <3 i couldn't resist that last one, but believe me when i say library angst will be on the way.....

also to anyone else who has sent me a request ily and i'm getting to them when i can, however i do tend to prioritize the ones that pique my interest first!

thank u so much for the ask pansy!! also unrelated but ur art is very pretty.....

#art request and rambles so true #varian vat7k #hugo vat7k #varigo #varian and the 7 kingdoms #vat7k #digital art #sillies!!!!#love them #some of you are feral please think before u speak!#yes he is wearing shoes on a bed

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slytherinshua · 5 months ago

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hi so idk what happened but i rambled on for way too long with an ask and then it got deleted 🙃

i think the universe was telling me to stfu

anyway basically what i said bwfore (in the erased ask ihy tumblr) was that yay! you stan tws!

and i saw your jebewon and tws reqs open so I asked for..

tws -> fluff with any of the 06's (an idea is: (dont have to write this specifically) maybe coming home after a long day? could be them or reader)

zb1 -> basically hanbin comfort?? any comfort at all but like maybe idol s/o who faints on stage

i will never have enough shb fics im not even joking. Hes so greenflag, i love that guy with all of my heart (hes 7 years older than me) and i seriously hope everyone gets a person like him as their s/o (for all the insane kpop stans out there (the extremists) i said someone LIKE him which means i do not want sung hanbin and i actually would be happy if he has a gf (he probs does bc look at that guy) because a) hes way too old for me and b) lets be real here.

Okay!! Enough rambling!! anyway my question was whos your tws bias (my guess is shinyu) ik your zb1 and bnd biases are gw and myungjae (seriously gw is bias wrecking so hard)

btw im also a shinyu bias and idk if youve guessed alr but also a hanbin bias (heh) and a sungho one (i absolutely love that kid)

uhh and i forgot to say..i forgot which anon i was :/

Im pretty sure i was 🌱 but i dont remember!!! i was the svt ask anon whixh caused a somewhat miscommunication or idk(?)

anyway just call me 🌱

zanna thank you for writing fics. seriously, i read them all the time. i recently got into zb1 (theyve taken over my life) and all i had to do was open your mlist. But again pls prioritise yourself always, stay healthy and happy pls dont burn out ily (not in a weird way, in the way i love an author's works or an artist's paintings) pls ignore the req if you dont feel like it!!!

OMG!!!! UR BACK KSJDFKSD omg i've missed you 🥹🥹🥹 i'm sorry i forgot to put ur anon tag on the nav cause i kept switching themes and having the taken anons there or not and it was hard keeping track of them all but IM SO GLAD UR BACK!!! the universe may be telling u to stfu but i say PLS DONT PLS COME INTO MY INBOX MORE <33333 ugh tumblr is literally SUCH A CYBER BULLY LIKE GET OUTTT 👹👹👹👹

omg these ideas are so CUTEEE im writing them down in my drafts immediately and hopefully ill finish them very soon <333

no so real hanbin is the DEFINITION of perfection. like hes the 5th gen cha eunwoo i saw ppl saying he looks like cha eunwoo and he got so shy and was like nononono BUT LIKE THEYRE SO REAL HES PERFECT SAY IT LOUDERRR and hes humble too which is so cute :(

lmao i giggled at ur guess im thinking maybe a lot of ppl think im shinyu biased cause ive written the most for him but ive actually been kyungmin biased since day 1!!!!!! i was there pre debut like from the minute the ohmymy video dropped and i fell in love w kyungmin immediately and learned all their faces in 5 mins 🥹🥹 i love my tws so much <333

awwww stop :(((( thank you so much for enjoying them and requesting more </3 so real zb1 are a problem i said i wouldn't stan and i tried hard not to but i failed miserably and now they're on my mind 24/7 👹 AND ILYTTT I HOPE UR DOING OKAY AND LIFE HAS BEEN KIND TO U <3333 and i'm so glad to see u in my inbox again 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

#﹒inbox　𓈃　ⵌ #﹒🌱 anon　𓈃　ⵌ

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hartigays · 5 years ago

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i am working on all the kissing prompts y’all have submitted now, but some won’t be done until tomorrow as i have to sleep some time (that being said, keep ‘em coming, i’m having a mf blast with these 🤪)

#thank u everyone who has requested one of these!!! ILY ALL OF YOU #sarah speaks

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gingeraleluke · 2 years ago

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hi mads ! ! i hope you are doin' well ^^

if it's okay can i request a fic (for vinnie) where the reader is feeling exceptionally lonely and burnt out,, like she had a fallout with her best friend and at the same time she feels as if in every relationship in her life she's giving her 100% but she isnt receiving the same (if that makes sense!! also i'd really appreciate if they're alr dating in the fic <3) and j kinda angsty but w fluffy ending :)

ive been feeling vv lonely lately and had a fallout w my best friend who i held dearly so i'd really appreciate if u could write this for me ! ! i understand if u can't tho

i adore ur writing btw it always makes my day 100 times better ! ! mwah i luv u have a great day <3

𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: vinnie hacker x fem!influencer!reader

𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: vinnie’s girlfriend has a hard time feeling his presence.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: kinda angsty, but also very fluffy, like one swear word, vinnie cheering his girl up and reassuring her, broken heart from a friendship, reader is sad and lonely:(

𝗔/𝗡: i have never related so much to something in my life and i just knew how much i would have loved to have someone write about it like this for me so hopefully you enjoy this!! as someone who is always giving their all and receiving little in return, i 100% know the feeling. just remember that people like us are special and that everything works out in the end <3 ily PS: i made reader an influencer in this hope you don’t mind lol

y/b/f/n: your best friend’s name

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you weren’t quite sure what was wrong with you.

you had assumed that you were lacking something in the basic human needs department and that that was why you constantly found yourself chasing after everyone.

maybe you were just…boring?

but, no, that can’t be it. how can a girl with thousands of followers be boring? yet, how can a girl with thousands of followers feel so alone at the same time?

these were the questions that constantly spewed from your head, spinning a web of uncertainty that you would get tangled in and no one could pull you out of it.

“pass me my towel, sweet girl.”

not even your boyfriend.

“sweetheart?”

“hmm?” you broke from your daze, looking at the boy who was calling your name and mentally trying to figure out how long you were zoned out for.

“my towel.”

he was on the edge of the pool, the upper half of his body on display while the lower half was still submerged in water. his arms were flexing as he held his body up, lifting himself halfway out of the water.

“oh.” you lifted your chin from your palm and leaned over to grab the green towel, walking to the side of the pool and handing it to vinnie.

“thank you.” he muttered, the water splashing as he pulled himself up and out of the pool— not even bothering to use the stairs.

it was the first time in a while that you two got some alone time. vinnie living at the hype house made it quite difficult at times, and being super introverted, you always hated going around there. sure, you were a social media star, but you hated the constant cameras and chaos that came with the house. you much rather preferred having vinnie stop by your apartment instead, but since no one was at the house, you let it slide.

he noticed how as soon as you gave him the towel, you immediately dropped back down to your seat, chin in your hand and your phone laid beside you, anxiously bouncing your leg. you wouldn’t even look at him, and would instead just drift out into space, your gaze falling on whatever was in your way.

you weren’t really present.

vinnie momentarily wrapped the towel around his head to absorb the water from his hair before draping it around his hips, drops falling from his hair as he stepped forward.

“did you know that zac effron was in ‘the greatest showman’?” vinnie asked, watching as his girlfriend hummed an absent reply. “yeah, i saw a preview of it and i didn’t even know he was like still acting..”

sometimes when vinnie didn’t know exactly what to say, he’d fill the silence with whatever random thought he could find.

“mm.” you stayed zoned out, your brain analyzing every little thing you ever did and judging yourself for not doing it differently.

“sweetheart…”

“mm.”

huffing, he walked in front of you, squatting down so he was at your level. your brain immediately shut up as soon as his face appeared before yours.

“huh?” you asked again.

“sweetheart, you’re out of it.” vinnie stated, his hands on both of your knees to balance himself.

“i-i know, i’m sorry..” you weren’t sure where to look so you decided to focus your gaze on his earring, wanting to zone out once again and avoid all confrontation possible.

“is it y/b/f/n?” he questioned, already knowing your answer.

“yeah…”

“she still hasn’t answered you, huh?”

“nope.” you spoke, frowning and popping the ‘p’.

“well..” vinnie reached over and grabbed your phone, holding it up out of your reach.

“hey—“

“you don’t need this right now, okay? it’s only gonna make things worse, trust me. i know it’s hard, but it’s gonna be right here with me, okay? i’ll take good care of it and you can get it back later, alright?” he grabbed your shoulder, making you look at him.

“alright?”

you groaned a reply, standing up before him.

“good girl, now let’s go.” vinnie held onto your wrist, dragging you behind him and into the house.

“go where?”

“go cuddle, duh.”

you’re stomach erupted into millions of butterflies from his words and yet you still felt empty inside. “you sure, vin?”

“yes, sweet girl. let me just dry off.”

◦◦,`°.✽✦✽.◦.✽✦✽.°`,◦◦

“okay, baby. i’m all yours.” vinnie grunted, jumping into his bed beside you. his eyes danced down to your outfit.

“y/n, what are you wearin—take it off.”

“huh?”

“here.” he tore off his shirt, leaving his chest bare again and threw it at you. “strip and put this on. it’ll be more comfy.”

“but, vinnie, it’s 2pm..”

“so? no one’s gonna bother us, trust me, and there’s nothing that needs to be done right now, y/n. just come here and get comfy.”

“okay.” you muttered, tearing off your clothes while your boyfriend laid behind you patiently. once his shirt was hugging your body, you plopped down beside him.

“there’s my sweet girl. see how much better this is?”

“mm.” you hummed, clinging to him immediately and wrapping your arms around his neck.

“do you wanna talk about it baby?”

“i don’t know, i just…i need you.”

“i’m right here baby.” he chuckled, holding you closer.

“i know, i just…everything feels really out of reach right now.”

“how so?” he asked, swirling shapes with his fingers on your arm.

“i don’t know, i just… i miss y/b/f/n. she was the only person who i really felt loved by, other than you of course, and…i don’t know, i feel like people don’t care about me the way i care about them. like, i know it may sound stupid but, i just feel like no one really….wants me. like i’m always used by people and yet whenever i want something in return, i’m the bad guy.”

“you aren’t though and everyone feels like that.”

“yeah, but, i’m just so used to constantly giving my all to people and always getting nothing in return and it just really fucking sucks..”

“i’m sorry, pretty girl. i wish everyone was smarter and knew how special you are…because you are, you’re really dope. like….10/10 in everything, i promise.” his voice was soft and he left a small kiss beside your eye once he finished talking.

“you’re my boyfriend, you have to say that.”

“no, sweet girl, i mean it, okay? look, i’m sure everything with y/b/f/n is gonna work itself out, so don’t drain yourself over it. everything is gonna be okay y/n, i promise, and you aren’t stupid for feeling like this. a lot of people do, including me.”

“i’m just so tired…like…i don’t know, i need a break.”

“i know, baby, come here.” he rolled you over so that you could lay against his chest. “i’m all yours right now, okay y/n? we can watch whatever you want, it’s your choice.”

you nodded happily, grabbing the remote and turning on your favorite show, happy to have your boyfriend there beside you.

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@radioblah-blah @eilishbby @lolalee24

#vinnie hacker #vinnie hacker x reader #vinnie hacker fluff #vinnie hacker imagines #vinnie hacker angst

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fathermarty · 2 years ago

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Ten Points to Slytherin ✰ s.b.

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Pairing: Sirius Black x Slytherin Fem!Reader

Requested: Yes || No {@somebodystoleme}

Summary: "OK HEAR ME OUT. shy!reader x sirius black. the reader is a slytherin but once you get to know them (im a she/her but if they/them is easier then do it !!) they're super loud and funny. sirius and reader run into each other in their 6th year. sirius didnt know who reader was but reader did. but sirius gets infatuated with reader and always walks with her and everything (even tho they are a slytherin) HE EVEN SNEAKS INTO THE THEIR COMMON HOUSE TO SEE THEM AHAHAH I CANT 😭😭😭😭

add whatever u want i just need sirius black fluff :))) THANK U ILY"

Word Count: 2k

Warning(s): NOT PROOF READ, swearing, kissing, let me know if I missed any.

M I N O R S D N I

└── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┘

☆。*。☆。

GIRL, HEARD YOU LOUD + CLEAR! I am a completed sucker for Sirius Black, actually for all Marauders. I love the concept of Sirius falling in love with a Slytherin, to me it is just-- *chefs kiss* I really hope you enjoy this, I love you too!

<3 Mar

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You were on your way to potions, and losing track of time caused you to full-on sprint to the class. This isn't bad considering the Slytherin common room isn't too far away from the potions classroom -- if you were late for astronomy it would be a completely different story.

You turn the corner and make contact full force into someone's back, both of you tumbling to the ground.

"Bloody hell!" You exclaim rolling off the person you quite literally swept off their feet, "Black?"

Sirius groans and turns over to look at who knocked him down, and his breath catches in his throat. Staring at you, you push your h/c hair out of your face trying to give the boy a cheeky grin.

"Well ten points to Slytherin!" Sirius gives you a dopey grin which causes you to cock your head at him, confused.

"Pardon?" You ask before realizing why you were in such a such before, "Oh my Godric, I am going to be late for class. I will see you later Black!" You scramble to your feet, trying to pull yourself together before taking off to Slughorn's classroom once again.

"Yea uh, I'll see you later --?" Sirius realizes he doesn't know your name.

"Y/n Y/l/n!" You yell back smiling.

"Y/n, interesting." Sirius is still sitting on his arse, running through all the classes he has had with Slytherin trying to remember you. The fact that he can't think of any instance has him confused. Surely someone as beautiful as you he would have noticed.

'What class does she have right now?' He thinks to himself before he realizes that he too, needed to get to potions, "Shite!"

You arrive at class right on time, taking your seat to the far left of the classroom, breathing heavily. You weren't sure if it was because of the sprinting or perhaps the fact you literally tackled Sirius Black, one of the most handsome blokes you have ever seen.

"Alright class, today-" Slughorn is interrupted by the classroom door bursting open by none other than Sirius Black himself.

"Sorry I am late professor, I decided to kiss the corridor floors on my way here," Sirius scans the room until he locks eyes with you, sending you a wink.

"Very well Mr. Black, as I was saying I have decided to rearrange your partners in this class to help with toning down the distractions from certain individuals," Slughorn sends Sirius and the other Marauders a look before instructing everyone to stand up.

In pairs of two names are called with instructions on where to sit, you are broke out of thought when you hear your name.

"Miss Y/l/n, and Mr. Black, you two will sit over here," Slughorn gestures to a table, red rises to your face as you see the smug grin Sirius is wearing.

"Well if I didn't know any better Miss. Y/n, I would say that Merlin wants us to get to know each other," Sirius pulls a chair out for you and pushes it in when you sit down.

"Or maybe it is just a coincidence?" You suggest trying to hide your face which is now more than a light blush, you know you look like a tomato.

"Well princess, I don't believe in coincidences," Sirius winks at you before directing all his attention to Slughorn. This boy would be the death of you, and he hasn't even done anything to you.

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Sirius enjoyed watching how red your face got when he talked to you, something about how shy you were around him made his heart flutter. He may not have known who you were a few weeks ago, but now you are all that crosses his mind.

"Oi, y/n/n, slow down love!" You stop in your tracks to turn around and face none other than Sirius Black.

"Y/n/n? Since when do you call me that," You ask and Sirius shrugs, and smirks when he notices the blush rising to your face once again.

"Since I decided to I guess, you are headed to Astronomy right?" He questions, even though he bantered one of your fellow housemates for the details of your schedule.

"Uh, yea I am," You answer, looking at the boy confused.

"Great, I have a free period I will walk you," Sirius grabs the bag off your shoulder and swings it over his own.

You stare at the boy as he starts walking toward the Astronomy Tower, "Y/n/n? You coming? I don't want you to have to run to class and knock another bloke off his feet, then I won't feel so special." Sirius winks at you causing you to scoff.

"Oh shove off Black, if I didn't know any better I would say that me knocking you down was the highlight of your life," You smile at the boy, something he found himself enjoying. The way your eyes crinkled and the dimples appeared made his heart swoon.

"Oooo, a spicy one, another ten points to Slytherin," You roll your eyes at the boys antics before joining him on the adventure to the astronomy tower.

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The past few weeks you have found yourself accompanied by Sirius Black a majority of the time, except for at meals, but every other time he was by your side. The other Marauders were confused by his new behavior but decided not to banter with the boy about it. You were also confused, the moment he knew your name it was as if he was completely enamored by you. Not that you minded, Sirius wanting to know everything about you made you feel special.

There were a few times when the two of you were in the library studying quietly, something you use to do alone, and another girl would approach trying to start a conversation but he would shut it down.

"Can't you see I am busy?" He would say to them without breaking eye contact with you, winking. It was no secret he was a womanizer, but everyone was shocked when he seemed to change over night.

Professors even began to notice, y/n the quiet Slytherin accompanied by Sirius Black, one of the famous Gryffindor Marauders, an unlikely pair but somehow made sense.

Over time you became comfortable around Sirius, and he loved when you would talk about something you were passionate about. You would talk animatedly with your hands and argue your point even if there was no opposing opinion. It was something that made him smile, and when you noticed you were rambling you would stop.

"What?" You ask chuckling, trying to use your hair to shield your reddening cheeks from the boy.

"Nothing," Sirius says as he reaches over the table to push your hair behind your ears, he notices your face red again, "Another ten points to Slytherin."

You slap his hand away sending him a knee-weakening smile, Sirius told himself he would do anything in the world to keep that smile permanently painted on your face.

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You were sitting in the Slytherin common room, your watch read 3:23 am, you huffed closing your book in defeat. You were trying to study for your upcoming Transfiguration exam, even though you were confident you still wanted to study.

As you stare at the ceiling, you hear the portrait hole open. You snap your head over to see who else is up at this ungodly hour.

"Sirius?" The boy freezes mid-step, looking over at you. He wore plaid pajama pants with a Gryffindor quidditch shirt.

"Bloody hell, y/n/n. You scared the shite out of me," He chuckles before walking over to you and sits across from you with his legs folded in front of him, mirroring you.

"What are you doing here?" You set the Transfiguration book in your lap.

"Well, I knew you would be awake, trying to cram more information into that beautifully brilliant brain of yours," Sirius grabs the book and disregards it to the table beside you both.

"Sirius! I need to study!" You try to reach across the boy who just pushes the book farther away from your reach.

"Y/n/n, you are one of the smartest witches, you do not need to study!" Sirius laughs at your futile attempts to get the book.

With determination, you lunge for the book only for Sirius to grab it and put it between his back and the arm of the couch. Without thinking you crawl into Sirius lap trying to reach behind him, who with the new position forgot the book completely.

Once you grab the book you put it between you two smirking at the boy, who now wore a small smirk and eyes that were filled with an emotion you didn't recognize.

You realize you are sitting in his lap, "Merlin, Sirius I am so sorry. I didn't mean to - I was just -" You attempt to crawl off of his lap, but his hands find your waist to keep you put.

Your e/c eyes lock with his, and the red starts rushing to your face once again. Sirius moves on hand to your cheek while the other is still on your hip, "You look so bloody beautiful when you blush."

The grip on your book tightens, your heart beating so fast. Sirius smiles before dropping his hand from your face to the book. He gently takes the book from your grasp before placing both his hands on your face.

"Y/n, can I kiss you?" Your heart exploded, there is no denying that Sirius was attractive, but the fact he ask for consent to kiss you made him so much sexier.

"Please," You whisper, Sirius pulls your face to his. Your heart was beating so fast you were sure he could hear it. Your hands go up to his hair and he smiles into the kiss.

Sirius pulls away, looking at you with pure admiration. "I have been waiting to do that since you swept me off my feet a few weeks ago," He chuckles before placing a peck on your nose.

You smile before pulling him into another kiss, "Ten points to Slytherin," Sirius whispers against your lips with a chuckle, causing you to smile.

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I am literally so soft for Sirius, he is such a beautiful person and you could never change my mind! I hope you guys enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it! <3

Requests: Open

Request Info: Here

Taglist Info: Here

#sirius x reader #sirius black fanfiction #sirius black #sirius black fluff #sirius black x reader #sirius x y/n #marauders #slytherin #gryffindor #slytherin x gryffindor #marauders era #marauders fluff #mauraders era #marauders imagine

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tender-rosiey · 3 years ago

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Can I request baking headcanons with Nanami, Gojo, Itadori, and Megumi?

❥ Baking with JJK characters

Includes Gojo, Nanami; Itadori, and Megumi

ᴀ/ɴ: ily and this request is amazing also no proofreading cause it’s 2am 👩‍🦲

GOJO SATORU:

Mistake of your life time like don’t be fooled by how cool he is in the gif

I am serious

One of the laws of the universe is to not let this man near the kitchen and I don’t care if he says he is the best at everything he tries

SO NOW TO HOW THIS PREDICAMENT HAPPENED

Gojo wanted to try something domestic with you considering he doesn’t have the chance to spend a lot of time with you

Hence why he is gonna make the best out of his free time

So what’s better than baking? Baking with your lover who you adore so much

Man only cared about the lover part really, he was planning on letting you do all the work while he just annoys you like the menace he is

But guess what?

He is baking because he got challenged and “the great gojo never backs down from a challenge”

Famous last words HAHA

Okay now let’s get a bit fluffy

He actually tries, surprisingly and it’s pretty cute ignoring the crazy amount of sugar he puts, I am surprised he didn’t get diabetes or cavities my god

He plays around a lot though like finish the freaking cake then get the other type cake sheesh

Is the type of guy to put whipped cream on your nose and your cheeks then kisses them off

But then, he gets bored

God knows why

But the problem isn’t the boredom, the problem how he solves said boredom

𝐒𝐢𝐫 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

Well guess what

It wasn’t

Food fights never end well, there has to be a lost soul in the process 😔✊

But he starts it anyways because screw everyone

It ends up very fun though

“TURN YOUR INFINITY OFF YOU COWARD!” “HAHAHA NO!”

Smack him— or at least try to

He deserves it

T r u s t M e

Helps you in cleaning but only after you give him lots of affection and losing a bet because nothing is for free

Thanks for the reality check gojo

8/10-ing his toothbrush looking self

NANAMI KENTO:

Nanami is quite the organized man, and as we can see in most of his actions: said organization applies to all things he does to the best of his ability

So the recipe is to be followed step by step, no more no less

But he won’t mind adding a little more sugar or decreasing it a bit if you like it either way

To put it simply, baking with nanami is domestic love and acts at its best

I feel like he would be the one to just gently press a kiss to the side of your head when he walks by you in the kitchen

He also doesn’t reprimand you whenever you make a mistake or mess something up, instead opting for a more favorable way to deal with such mistakes

If you broke the egg, getting its shell in the dough, he would just take it from your hand politely and tell you “How about you go cut the fruit instead?”

And if you injure yourself then you won’t continue the baking, sorry but he is trying to spend time with you without having to worry about you

Injuring yourself with a knife DOESNT fall under the “no need to worry” category

PRO TIP: Make him read the recipe out loud

It would be like an audio book and a very good one at that

And if you fall asleep with him around then…you lucky bi—

10/10 would do again

ITADORI YŪJI:

We have gotten the understanding that yuji can cook if not fully then to a respectable extent

So I will be freely abusing this here

Consequently, baking with him is not peaceful nor chaotic, rather soft chaotic

Soft chaotic such as imitating conversations and throwing little comments here or there to fill up the silence when needed

“Y/N, what do you call a pig that does karate?”

“What do you call it, yūji?”

“pfft— wait give me a moment… it’s a PORK CHOP BWAHAHAHAA!”

“Get out, your speaking privileges have been provoked.”

In general, he is really fun to be around; messing up anything is just another reason for a shared laugh

Also, I am pretty convinced he would record you guys baking to save it as a memory and acts like it’s a cooking/baking show

“Today’s chef is y/n!”

“Your mom’s gay.”

“what.”

“what?”

A LOT OF VERY VERY ADDICTING AFFECTION

b👏a 👏c 👏k👏 👏h 👏u 👏g 👏s👏

And tickling your neck with his nose

He is so fluffy I am gonna die

9/10 mwuah mwuah stan yūji

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI:

Very quiet and occasional small conversations here and there

I don’t see him choosing to cook unless you beg or ask him to and for like a really long time

To the point he feels like it’s a necessity so he agrees and here we are 🎉 hooray toot toot

The kitchen is generally filled with a comforting silence, save for the sound of the utensils and dough being beaten

He would also randomly start small conversations

“Y/N.”

“Yes, ‘gumi?”

“Thank you.”

“Huh? For what exactly?”

Crap ton of appreciation from both sides to both sides and woe is me the lady who’s alone

Aside from these conversations, it’s generally quiet as we have mentioned but the one you need fell

INTRODUCING GOJO PLAN OF REASON 202:

meet the megumi -> mess with the megumi -> observe the reactions of the megumi -> proceed to step five you are his lover -> miss with his ass sweetheart

Like we said, mess with him and put a bit of whip cream on his cheek or eyebrows

“You kind of look like gojo-sensei.”

“I am absolutely dont.”

Overall very nice and comfy and entertaining and chef’s kiss

9.5/10 😌✨

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finniestoncrane · 2 years ago

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I just read one of your Oswald Cobblepot (from the 2022 movie) x reader fics and I need more 😭 May I request reader being flirted on while Oz is not around? She tries to politely put the guy down, but he won't get off her hair until Oz walks in and she clings to him to make a point that she is not interested. Would be great if you could add some comfort afterwards! Thank you so much and no pressure!

anon you're killing me this was such a good idea and it gave me all kinds of emotions while i wrote it u-u ily and pls come back for more and also i'm sorry it's so long i got carried away i just love him tho and here are more of my penguin fics

Daddy's Got You

Farrell!Penguin x Female!Reader, word count: 3.5k request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw for nsfw stuff: use of force, tw for a tiny bit of non-con kissing, violence/beating (deserved), exhibitionism, pet names

Throngs of crowds surged in a strange unison to the music that played over the bass-boosted speakers. You weaved in and out of them, working your way to the bar, only briefly looking up from the floor where you carefully watched your step to see if Oz was in his office, if he was standing by the windows waiting for you to come in. Through the glass you could make out his form, sitting hunched over the desk. He was always so busy with work, and so stressed too. You could head straight up, maybe soothe him, relax him a little bit, but you knew how much he loved it when you brought him a drink. It felt like you were his wife, his stay-at-home little woman who lived to please him when you walked through the door with a glass of his favourite scotch. It was so much more personal than having one of the wait staff bring it, much more intimate.

At the bar, you hover back for a moment, not wanting to seem impatient. You might be the owner’s girlfriend, but you’re just a normal customer like everyone else. Oz didn’t see it like that, but you still did. It was strange to be suddenly whisked above your normal station in life, waited on and spoiled by Oswald Cobblepot, when just months before you had been applying for a minimum-wage, part-time job behind this same bar. And you still weren’t sure why he’d been so taken by you, but you were grateful, because the moment he stepped up to you, leaning against the varnished wood and puffing on his cigar, you developed an intense crush on him. It still didn’t feel believable that the feelings were reciprocated.

Smiling, warmed by the memories of your first meeting, your first date, and a lot of other firsts, you realised you’d been standing back for a while, and the bar was now a bit quieter. Approaching it, you made brief eye contact with a waiter at the other end who began walking towards you. You opened your mouth to speak, but a body suddenly appeared directly in front of you, hand out and reaching over the bar, snapping fingers and loud, brash words.

“Hey, little help! If you’re not too busy doing nothing, can I get a drink? Bourbon, if you can find the time.”

You eased to the side from behind them, catching the waiter’s eye and making a bit of a judgemental face at the man in front of you, shaking your head and gesturing to him so the waiter could serve his first. And although he tried to stifle his smile, the waiter laughed and held up one finger to you before starting on the small order for the asshole who cut in line. Which was a shame, because it obviously signalled to him that there was someone behind him, and he turned to speak, his face turning from blank and practised apology to an uneasy leer.

“Oh…oh! I’m sorry, were you in line?”

“Yes, I was. But it’s fine, I’m not in any huge rush.”

“I don’t believe that, girl like you always has someone waiting for her.”

“Ah, but they can wait patiently, unlike some.”

He leaned in, you tilted your head away from him, but it only exposed your neck for more of his body to move in towards.

“Hm, find it hard to believe anyone could wait patiently for you. Let me buy you a drink.”

You stepped back, turning your body completely away from him.

“That’s fine, it’s not necessary.”

“Wasn’t a question. Hey, you!” He snapped his fingers again. “Quicker with the bourbon, huh? And can I get a…what was it?”

“A scotch and a glass of champagne.”

“A scotch and a- you need two drinks?” You nodded, face blank. “Scotch and a glass of your finest champagne then!” He turned back to you. “You’re welcome. No need to say thanks, I’m sure you can show me your gratitude in some other way. Maybe give me your number?”

“Oh, no thank you. If that’s the case, let me just give you the money.”

“Hey, woah! Ok, maybe that was the wrong approach with a girl like you. Sorry. I’ve seen you around here though, and this is the first time I’ve been able to catch you before you disappear.”

“You’re in here a lot?”

“So are you.”

You raised your eyebrows at him, rolling your eyes as you turned back towards the bar, leaning your body on it. From the corner of your eye, you noticed him lean his body back, eyes wandering over your body, smirking at you as they gazed up and down over your slightly bent pose. You stood back up, soothing down your dress and coughing, trying to let him know politely that you were very aware of his staring.

“Listen, yeah, I’m in here a lot. And I notice you every time. I like your style, and some other things about you too.”

“I’m not interested, sorry.”

“Rude, at least let me make my case here.”

“I’m not being rude. I’d just rather not waste your time. Since you seem so busy.”

“Hey, come on, let me show you what you’ll be missing if you walk away from me.” He moved his hand towards yours, which rested on the bar. You pulled it back before he could make contact.

“Ok, I’ll just get my drinks later.”

“Woah, wait, where you going?”

He grabbed your arm as you walked off, trying to make it to the back of the building where the stairs to Oz’s office were. Snatching it back and shaking free you leaned into him to say some choice words, but chose not to. Instead, you swiftly turned and walked off, not realising he was still following behind until you were at the back of the room and encased in shadows, where the music was quiet enough that you could hear his footsteps, but not quiet enough that you noticed before it was too late. Before he had you cornered, unnoticeable to anyone else, too focused on dancing and drinking. Your back was up against the wall as he approached you, the knuckles of one hand gently trailing down your neck, while the palm of his other found your hip and snaked round to your lower back. You flinched as he leaned his face towards yours.

“Come on, don’t be like that.”

He dove forwards, his head between your neck and shoulder, kissing at the skin while his hands, one around your back and the other pressed on to your hip, held you against the wall, his body doing most of the work in keeping you pinned against it. His mouth, wet and hot, opened against your skin, teeth grazing against you as he forcefully made his way up to your cheek, closing in to your mouth before you were interrupted by someone close by clearing their throat. Looking to the side, you could see some figures, hard to tell in the shadows, but as they stepped closer you knew you could recognise one figure in particular. Oswald. And given that it was Oswald up front, it was a safe bet that the two figures behind him were his goons.

“Hate to break up a party, but what’s going on over here, kids?”

Without looking up from your neck, one hand mercifully left it’s grip on your body to shoo off the three men who stood at the bottom of the stairs.

“How about you lay off, buddy. We’re not bothering anyone.”

As your eyes adjusted to the darkness and you could read the look of solid irritation on Oz’s face, you stuttered some words out.

“I’m fine, it’s ok. It’s not what it looks like.”

“No sweet cheeks, I think this is exactly what it looks like.”

With a snap of his fingers, the two men who stood dutifully behind him, hands clasped in front of their hulking bodies, stepped forward and took an arm each of your assailant. A string of saliva trailed from your neck to his mouth, and your stomach lurched, mouth downturned in shame and disgust. As he was hauled up the stairs, Oz started up behind them, and you followed behind Oz, worried that he might be thinking the worst of you, not afraid for your life but afraid for your relationship, which you valued above everything else.

As you entered the office, your new ‘friend’ was being tossed to the ground, landing hard and smacking his back against a coffee table. The two goons separated off to the side, leaving space for Oswald to approach the pathetic loser who cringed on the floor.

“You mind telling me what was happening, son?”

Realisation flitted over his face, quickly followed by panic.

“Oh my god…y-you’re Oswald Cobblepot, I mean Mr. Cobblepot. Or Penguin? Sorry, Mr. Penguin?”

“How about sir for right now, eh?”

Oz shot a quick look at you, before motioning for the crumpled and significantly more nervous looking man on the floor to continue explaining himself before his audience.

“Yes, right s-sir. Well, sir, it was nothing really. She was flirting with at the bar.”

You scoffed, eyebrows furrowing as your upper lip turned up into a snarl, head shaking at his words. Oz looked at you, nodding slowly. He turned back and took a step forwards.

“Is that right then?”

“Yes, sir. I don’t know if she’s here grifting or not, but she was very willing up until you guys showed up. I didn’t get the wrong idea, I promise. She was all over me right before that!”

Oz took another step forwards, leaning over the man on the floor, smiling wide as he stood back up and moved back to you, standing protectively in front of you.

“No, see that’s not what happened.”

“Sir, I swear to you-”

“Oh, don’t make it worse for yourself kid. I saw you, watched the whole thing. She wasn’t interested in you, it was obvious even from up here.”

“You couldn’t hear though, she really was-”

Oz put his hand up, silencing the man with just the confidence and authority in the gesture.

“Don’t lie to me kid. I saw everything. Besides,” he brushed a loose strand of hair delicately behind your ear, “my princess would never do something like that to me, and especially not standing in my own club.”

“Oh fuck, oh god, Mr Cobblepot, Sir! I’m so sorry sir. I didn’t know, I had no idea!”

“So if you don’t know if she’s with someone, it’s ok for you to have her against a wall against her will? No class in dogs like you, none at all.”

With a snap of his fingers, Oz walked to his desk, sitting down in the leather desk chair, opening the bottom drawer and ushering you over. The goons began dealing severe blows to the man on the floor, who whimpered and pleaded until all he could muster were grunts and groans. Oz poured two drinks into crystal glasses, handing you one and gesturing for you to sit down in his lap.

“It’s not cold, baby, and it’s not your usual drink. But it’ll settle your nerves.”

He drank his entirely in one gulp, setting the glass down and turning his attentions to you completely, ignoring the yelps and thuds mere feet away from you both. You were the only thing that mattered to him the moment, in most moments. He held you close, checking over your neck where the stranger had been so aggressively kissing you. With his large, thick fingers, Oz held your chin and tilted your head in every angle to ensure there were no bruises, no marks he might have missed that would signify how swiftly the man on the floor might meet his end.

Satisfied that you were left unmarred by your encounter, he dropped your chin, hand moving instead to your cheek as he stared deep into your eyes.

“You ok, doll?”

“I’m fine, I’m ok.”

“Sweetheart, I’m so sorry I didn’t see it happen faster. If I’d known he’d followed you I would have take him out back and shot him.”

“Ozzie, it’s ok. I’m ok.” You offered him a weak smile. You were telling the truth, you were fine. You could handle yourself. But you were still shaken, and something about being sat in his lap, the sincerity in his voice as he tried to reassure himself more than you that everything was ok, had you melting, desperate for him to hold you, considering how bad things might have been had he not been there to save you. He must have noticed the tiny, fleeting moment of fear that crossed behind your eyes, as he was suddenly wrapped around you tighter, holding you close to his chest as he offered a small kiss to your forehead, resting his chin on top of your head while you rested on his chest.

“Oh sweetheart, come here. Daddy’s got you now. We’ll make it all better huh?”

He tilted your head up to him again, where his lips met yours in a gentle and passionate embrace. You leant into it heavily, resting what felt like all of your body weight on his mouth alone, lips tingling against his, the breaths from his nose warming you under him. You opened your eyes, lips still against his, peppering tiny little finishing kisses, looking up to meet his eyes. But he was staring, unblinking at the bleeding and broken man on the floor. The goons had done their worst, and Oz nodded to the door, through which they left in silence.

“Oz?”

“Yeah, baby?”

“Are you…ok?”

“I was just thinking we should show this asshole how you actually treat a woman? Might be a good finish to his punishment for him to see someone else take you like he so badly wanted to.”

Before you could ask him if he was sure, checking that he wasn’t just acting out of pure rage, his mouth was clamped over yours again, moaning deeply into you, the sheer volume alone vibrating through your chest as he stood you up, following you, hands around you and over you, fitful grabbing and squeezing on every curve, every part of you he could easily reach as you both stumbled over to the tall filing cabinet to the left of his desk.

Taking hold of your hips, he hoisted you up and on top of it, letting your legs dangle over the edge as he walked back to his desk, wheeling his chair over and sitting down in it in front of you. He lifted your legs up onto his knee, one at a time, taking off your shoes. With them both off, he kissed your ankle, trailing kisses all the way up your legs, onto your knee, straining to kiss at your inner thighs, his large palms on the tops of them as his fingers pushed back the hem of your dress, exposing more and more of you to him, and to the beaten and bloodied man who breathed heavily on the floor.

With one deep, longing kiss against the front of your panties, his groan sending tingles through your entire body, Oz turned away from you, his attention now with new enemy.

“I want you to sit there, squinting through those two black eyes you got, and watch me do what you will never get the chance at. I want you to watch me make her cum.”

He wheeled the chair to the side slightly, offering you in full view to the room, and pulled your pants to the side. The man on the floor turned his head, slowly and painfully, to the ground.

“Oh what, now you’re gonna show a modicum of respect? You look at me! Look me in the eyes you piece of shit.”

When he was certain that the man’s gaze was being held by his own, Oz slipped one large finger between your folds, teasing at your entrance. He pressed it in further and out again, completely, returning it with another one of his fingers, pressed in and exploring your cunt. Wet sounds filled the room as he inserted his digits up to the knuckles, his rings teasing at your lips, cold and hard compared to his warm and soft digits. He crooked them inside of you, pressuring spots that had you groaning under his touch, writing on the top of the cabinet and thrusting yourself into him. At a slight yelp, his fingers ring deep in you, he withdrew them completely, a small trail of your arousal following them. He brought his fingers up and to his face, inhaling at them the way he did his cigars before he lit them, and putting them completely in his mouth, sucking your slick off of it and moaning at the taste of you on his tongue. Oz laughed, sneering at the man in the corner, turning his full attention to you. He shifted you forward on the surface, pressing his face against your pussy, at the perfect height to devour you. He pressed his palms against your thighs and rubbed them up, curving around your waist and taking your dress up with them, letting it sit at your waist as he lowered his hands again, fingers dipping into your panties and pulling them down and off, tucking them into the pocket of his suit jacket.

He pressed his face to you, slightly crooked nose making contact first, rubbing against you as his tongue pressed out and in between your lips, flicking up and down quickly, lapping at the already copious amounts of your juices. He moaned in pleasure, looking up at you as you ran your hands through the thinning hair on top of his head, fingers digging into the thicker hair at the sides to pull him closer into you, desperate for his touch and the sounds of approval. As if he was reading your thoughts, he pulled back slightly, licking your lips in between his words

“Baby, tell him how good I am. Tell him…mmm…how good Daddy feels…how nice his tongue is against your clit…how you would never want some disgusting low life…hmm…to touch you when you…oh…when you have Oswald Cobblepot to take care…of you.”

Through your breathy moans you managed to get some words out, stammered slowly as your body threatened to reach an early climax, the threats, the dramatic show of it all, the way his breath, how against you, warmed you from the pit of your stomach to your flushed red cheeks.

“Daddy you feel…so…good.”

“Yeah…god you taste so good for daddy…hmmm…he does it better than anyone else could, doesn’t he?”

“Yes, Daddy!”

“Tell him you’re mine, tell him you’re all mine.”

“You’re all mine Daddy…Please don’t stop! Make me cum, only you can. Please…please…”

At your begging, he flattened his tongue and pressed it into you, his self-satisfied laughter sending waves of pleasured sensations through your whole body. And with his tongue moving to circle your clit, he wrapped his mouth around you and sucked, pressing the bud between his teeth, feeling the different texture of the one golden one against you as he shook his head from side to side, moaning as he buried his face deeper between your thighs. One finger teased at you, legs spread and gaping, and before he had even worked it completely in you, you started screaming out his name, over and over again as you came. Barely any of you touched the cabinet, because Oz was there licking it up, ingesting every drop of you he had managed to tease you. As you shuddered, overstimulation threatening a scream from your lungs, he pulled back, smiling up at you and winking.

From his pocket, he pulled out a monogrammed handkerchief and wiped your cum from his chin, tucking it back in with your panties. He took your hand and helped you hop down from the cabinet, holding you when your legs, still shaking and weak from your orgasm, failed under you slightly. He kissed your forehead, holding you into him.

“Good girl.” He whispered it softly in your ear, a smile audible on his face, though your eyes were closed as you swayed on weak legs in a dream-like state. He held your hand in his and walked you out of the room, stopping before the man for a moment, where Oz spat down at him.

“That’s the only taste of her you’ll ever get, you fuckin’ dog.”

Outside of the door, Oz jabbed his thumb towards the room, sending his goons back in to finish the task at hand. He led you down the stairs, where you could hear the echoes of the pleading, begging him.

“Please Mr. penguin, sir! Please don’t-” but they were stopped abruptly by whatever horrific end was planned for him. Oz led you to the bar, one arm on your lower back, gently touching to guide you through the crowds, the bartenders already pouring drinks at the sight of him. He sat you down on a stool, hand on your knee and brushed your hair behind your ear, cupping your cheek.

“You did the right thing trying to come to me Princess. You know Daddy’s here to protect you, always.” You placed your palm on his chest, and he placed his hand over yours, holding you close as he bent forward to kiss your forehead again, humming in pleasure just from having you near him.

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icypopz · 3 years ago

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itoshi sae as your boyfriend ♡

↬ request from anon ; idk if youre taking reqs, but if you are can i request some boyfriend hcs abt itoshi sae? gn reader pls and thank u sm ^^

↬ notes ; itoshi sae x gn!reader, fluff, headcanons

↬ from ice ; omg sae my beloved <3 he's so mean in the manga but i love him,,, hope u like this nonnie !

↬ please reblog ! it helps a lot :)

itoshi sae is the football's world's current favourite celebrity, with his amazing talent and almost genius brain. if you're dating sae, consider yourself very lucky.

he never lets anybody know who he's dating, he absolutely despises the idea of you being hounded by the paparazzi the same way he is. however, your relationship isn't a secret idea. once in a blue moon, maybe about once or twice a month, sae will post a picture on his instagram story of the two of you together. your face will be hidden and he won't tag you, but his fans go wild for it every time because you're both so hot.

sae is actually a menace, he loves annoying you, like as soon as he comes back from practice he'll purposely give you a huge hug without even showering yet 😭 if you push him away he gets pouty and dealing with a grumpy sae is definitely not pleasant, so you always give in. he does give great hugs though, so that's a win for you! also if you're shorter than him, he'll definitely use you as an elbow rest, and make fun of you for being small.

when you first start dating, sae is very much not into physical affection, but as you get closer, you realise that he is SUPER touch starved. he likes to lie in your lap as you card your hands through his hair, it's relaxing for him and a nice way for him to unwind after a busy day of football practice. his favourite place to kiss you is your neck, because sae likes seeing you flustered. as for him, he likes being kissed on his cheek! for him the gesture just feels very innocent and genuine, which is a welcome relief from the corrupt world of sponsors and managers and teammates he lives in daily.

sae wears loads of rings because he thinks they look Cool and he likes looking Cool. also he buys you matching slim gold bands that you both wear every day, it isn't related to marriage it's just to let everyone know that you both are taken and they act as memories of each other! before football matches sae has been caught kissing his ring for good luck, and when you tease him about it later he doesn't even get phased he's just like, "yeah, i thought you would send me the luck i needed to win. not like i needed luck though i'm just that-" please kiss him to shut him up omg

if you ever mention anything romantic sae pretends to be grossed out 😐 like you can send him a text that says, "good morning, have a great day sae! ily <3' and he either leaves you on read or replies with 'k.' and then a minute later 'simp' LMFAOOO. he prefers video calling instead of texting! when he's playing international games which he couldn't bring you along for he will debate on calling you when he knows you're asleep because he doesn't want to wake you but at the same time he wants to see your face. he ends up waking up super early so he can call you when he knows you'll be awake, but he brushes it off by bluffing he had practice, he's gotta keep up the image that he isn't down bad. (he is)

sae is literally so rich it's not even funny, and for your birthday (he keeps a reminder in his calendar just in case he forgets (which he doesn't, but he pretends he did to get on your nerves)) he goes all out! depending on what type of party you'd like, if you'd like one at all, he's willing to spend however much it takes to make you happy. also for the week leading up to your birthday a gift gets delivered to your house daily, ranging from a flower bouquet to diamond accessories to stunning clothes - yeah, sae is head over heels in love.

omg he's the type of guy who knows that you think he's hot and he uses it against you. like if you're mad at him, he nods at whatever you're saying but just stares at your face really intently until you get distracted. also while you're scolding he won't say anything but he will randomly cup your cheek and tilt your face up to look at him, which makes you lose your train of thought because it is way too difficult to think of anything other than how attractive he is.

this is just smth that i find hot but if you're talking to sae normally he'll go like "mhmm? oh, really?" and raise his eyebrows and lean back into his seat with a smirk curving his lips, pretending he doesn't notice how heat is rising to your cheeks.

✧ thank you for reading ! if you have a request, feel free to send it in 🌠

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