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lascvitae · 1 month ago

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♯┆get along better .ᐟ

synopsis. you and megan were like two peas in a pod. wherever one went, the other would always follow. it had been that way forever. but once you began to stray away from megan’s arms and fall into daniela’s, she didn’t know what to do with herself.

pairing(s). daniela x fem!reader x megan genre. fluff, angst (i’m sorry) warning(s). cursing, making out, megan isn’t a VERY good best friend, reader’s mother is eh…

word count: 4.9k (not proofread)

“but now i get along better with your friend.”

── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ katty ᥫ᭡: posting this at such a bad time BUT i wrote this for my bae @jsxjmn ngl i’ve been losing SOO much sleep over this fic omg, i didn’t prepare for it to be this long (still making a part two btw) but i hope you like it!! also sorry for the angst i literally breathe angst okay sorry bye 🙈🙈 i lowk cried while writing this it was tew real

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2 days before megan left.

the day started out like any other. it was another regular wednesday and you were making your way downstairs after getting dressed for school.

“goodmorning, miss l/n!” you heard megan before you reached the last stair, yawning to show how sleepy you still were. “goodmorning, my dear. hopefully you’ll get an email today.” your mother winked at the girl, eliciting a light giggle.

megan was your best friend of fourteen years, and you’ve celebrated every single milestone with her. she was part of your family at this point with how often she was around.

but your feelings for her exceeded the friend limit — all of the time that you spent together eventually led to your feelings becoming stronger than ever. but you were almost completely sure that she didn’t feel the same.

why was that? because recently she had been distant. she could go hours — even days on end without responding to you, practically ghosting you. then she would return with the same excuse. “i was busy.”

and you allowed her back in every single time.

“y/n! you look so cute!” megan chirped with her mouth full. there was a cream cheese bagel in her dominant hand so you could only assume that’s what she was eating.

you smiled at the compliment, playing with the sleeves of your hoodie. it was a feeling that only megan would give you.

“thank you, megan.” you closed your eyes as she fixed your hair for you. “is that my hoodie?” she asked. the close proximity of your bodies allowed for you to smell her perfume, leaving you feeling dizzy.

“maybe.” you responded sheepishly, opening your eyes to meet her beautiful ones. her smile was infectious, poisoning your entire heart with laughter. “that’s where it went!”

your mother handed megan the matching water bottles that you two had, reminding you of her presence. “don’t forget to hydrate, girls. especially you, megan. you work so hard that it worries me.” megan hugged your mother tightly. “you’re the kindest, miss l/n!”

“i wish y/n was more like you.” you rolled your eyes at her statement. your mother was buttering her up again so that she could stay around this time. you knew it all too well. but a part of you wished that you were more like megan as well. you adored her.

“let’s go before we’re late.” she took your hand, practically dragging you out of the doorway. she could sense the shift in your mood and so she wanted to do everything to make it better. “we won’t have time to stop at dunkin if you keep walking so slow.”

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the coffee that megan purchased for you was the only thing that was getting you through the day, along with the doodles she left on your cup before you walked inside of the school building.

you had been yawning all day, lost in thought of what you were going to do for your final art project.

one moment you were in your head and the next you were on the floor rubbing your head.

“shit, sorry! are you okay?” you heard the voice ask before you looked up, taking the girl’s hand. she leaned down to pick up your water bottle and your gaze followed, getting a peek of the hem to the calvin klein boxers that hugged her hips.

you had just ran into daniela.

she had a concerned expression on her face while you stood up, holding your hand for a moment longer than needed.

“i’m fine.” you muttered, taking the water bottle back into your own hands. “are you?” she exhaled, stuffing her hands into the pockets of her jeans. “i’m okay, y/n. don’t worry about me.” she instantly recognized the hoodie you wore as megan’s.

the silence was awkward. you and daniela didn’t talk much unless either of you needed something — most likely due to you ranting about megan, and you only knew her for two reasons. she was megan’s best friend and captain of the cheerleading team.

that was something you usually stood clear of due to the attention that it brought. a canvas and brush was more of your thing, rather than a cheer and some pom-poms. you never really liked basketball or football either.

so you and daniela were from two different worlds, but you shared conversation solely because of megan.

you sat next to her in chemistry class during junior year and that was when you really began to consider her a friend. or at least more than an acquaintance.

“what class do you have? i’ll walk you.” she offered with her infamous charming smile. she was basically everyone’s crush for obvious reasons.

“it’s a free period for me, actually. i’m gonna work on my final project for art.” you explained, tugging on your lower lip.

“really? can i see?” she asked in an excited tone. daniela was the type of friend who you didn’t talk to everyday but you could depend on. she never got a real chance to see your artwork but it was something that she looked forward to.

you couldn’t deny her request because of how it visibly piqued her interest. “sure, why not?” you shrugged.

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once the clock hit 2:05 and the ringing of the bell you dreaded so badly followed behind, you practically leapt out of your seat and traversed through the halls towards student parking.

all types of chatter filled the hallways and you skillfully avoided a variety of people, adjusting your headphones so you could continue to drown everything out.

you were mouthing the lyrics to the song playing in your ears until someone suddenly grabbed your shoulder. with your eyebrows furrowed, you were ready to tell them off until you saw who it was.

it was daniela.

your expression immediately softened and you uncovered one ear so that you could hear her clearly. “dani? did you need anything?” her heart skipped a beat with the way you said her name.

“nah. i was just wondering if you were busy?” while it was unusual for her to be asking you to hangout, it wasn’t the first time.

you tried to fight back your smile, playing with the sleeves of your hoodie. “the only thing i had planned was to work on my project some more.” her smile widened at the mention of your work.

“can i come over? or is there only enough seats for you and meg?” the mention of megan made you remember that she was probably waiting for you right now. and as if on cue, your phone buzzed with an incoming text message.

reaching for your phone from your back pocket, you confirmed that it was megan texting you. “no, it’s fine.” you started. “just come over whenever. you have my number.” you explained with a smile, shoving your phone into your hoodie.

“but i’ve gotta go. see you later, kay?” the conversation ended there and it left you with a fuzzy feeling in your stomach. even though it was nearing graduation, you were looking forward to becoming closer to daniela.

little did you know, she was feeling the same.

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as soon as you climbed into the passenger seat of megan’s car you were met with the barely concealed excitement of the girl.

“what? what!” you asked as she just stared at you, squealing quietly. you smiled, letting out a breathless chuckle. “tell me, megan!”

“okay okay okay!” she moved her hair from out of her face, taking a deep bresth to flush down the excitement. “remember how i told you about how i’ve been emailing different companies?” you nodded along, feeling her take your hands into her own.

“sergio hudson wants to feature my design in LA fashion week!” she squealed out, practically bouncing with excitement. “this is big news, babe!” you had no idea who these important names were but if it meant a lot to megan, it meant a lot to you.

for the entire time of your friendship, megan had shown the most interest in fashion and graphic design. there had been multiple occasions where she even had you model her pieces for her.

“you did? that’s great, megan!” you cheered, allowing her to pull you into a tight hug and pepper kisses all over your face. it was slightly uncomfortable with how you were bent over the console but you didn’t mind it.

she was nearly crying tears of joy with the opportunity provided to her. “i couldn’t have done it without you, precious.” she finally pulled away, giving you room to breathe. it felt like your heart would burst through your chest if she continued.

“you’re my muse, y/n.” that wasn’t the first time you heard those words but it felt like it was. with megan, everything felt like the first time. “you have to come with me.”

“what?”

“your mom will understand! i know she will. i don’t — i can’t go without you.” the distance between the two of you grew, scaring both sides. “please.” her voice had dropped to a whisper and nothing could be heard other than anxious breathes and the chatter of people around the car.

“i… i don’t know. LA?” you stammered, throat suddenly going dry. you had never flown before. let alone across the country. “it’s not that far.”

“that’s across the country, megan.” you protested, furrowing your eyebrows. “only for a bit! it’ll only be a week.” all of your complaints went in one ear and out of the other. she was set on persuading you.

your eyes widened. “a week? megan, my art project is due by the end of this month. i can’t waste a week like that!” she huffed with a low spirit. “it won’t be a waste. you’re going to be with me.”

“i can’t do it.” you declared, looking away. megan fell back in her seat in response, swallowing her disappointment. “you know, y/n. if the roles were reversed i’d come with you in a heartbeat.”

the statement made your stomach turn. “megan—“ she interrupted you, crossing her arms. “no, y/n. you’re supposed to be my best friend.” her words hung in the air, choking you with the amount of tension they brought.

“i should be saying that.” your voice broke near the end of the sentence. “don’t pull that card on me, y/n. you know i’ve been bu—“ she raised her hand, retracting it once you interrupted her this time around.

“i’m only your best friend when it benefits you. it’s unfair. it’s unfair how you can go days without talking to me then come back to me like nothing happened. it’s unfair how i’m worried sick about you and you take hours to respond. it’s unfair how i’m putting in so much more effort than you are and yet my mother still picks you over me.” you began to rant.

“and it’s unfair how even after all of this i’m still in love with—“ you stopped yourself, freezing in place. megan’s eyes were wide, realization dawning upon her. hastily wiping your tears away, you excused yourself. “i’m just — i’m just gonna go.”

you reached for the door handle, leaving as quickly as you could and ignoring megan’s call for you.

you walked mindlessly through the parking lot, desperately wiping at your tears and starting to steady your breathing. you had just confessed to megan, and you could still hear her calling for you.

your friendship was over, you thought. no, you were sure of it. you and megan never argued. you lost your one and only best friend.

suddenly, you felt a strong force grab your shoulder and spin you around. “god, y/n. i’ve been calling your name for ages.” the sweet and familiar voice spoke. daniela. “do you have your headphones—“

daniela noticed the faucet in your eyes, face immediately sewn with concern. “are you crying? what happened?” she released the grip on your shoulder, awaiting some kind of response.

you instinctively hugged her with shaky hands, sobbing into her chest. she was always there whenever you needed her.

“woah, y/n. talk to me. do you wanna talk?” the embrace was hesitantly reciprocated, trying to calm you down with soothing circles to your back. once you didn’t weigh up a response she decided to take you to a more secluded area.

“we’re gonna go to my car, okay? is that alright?”

1 day before megan left.

you haven’t talked to megan since yesterday and she hasn’t made any attempts at conversation with you either.

daniela was worried about you — she refused to leave your side until she truly believed that you were okay.

you set your headphones around your neck while walking downstairs, trying to ignore the fact that you would have to see megan at school.

“morning mom.” you forced a smile and while your mother may have bought it, it was likely that no one else would.

you carelessly set two strawberry poptarts into the toaster with a sigh, taking your phone out of your back pocket.

leaning against the counter as you scrolled through your notifications, you felt your heart drop for the nth time in less than twenty four hours. megan still hadn’t texted you.

you couldn’t do it. you wanted to crawl in bed and have megan wrap her arms around you like how she was supposed to.

“how is your project going, honey?” you heard your mother ask and you swallowed your tears, smiling once more as the toaster dinged to indicate that the poptarts were ready. “it’s going fine.” you answered, wrapping them in a paper towel.

“that’s good to hear.” she handed you the water bottle that matched your best friend’s. “is megan picking you up?”

the name tugged at your heart. “no, daniela is today.” you answered, shoving the water bottle away into the sides of your backpack. of course she’d ask about megan. she always would. “i’ll probably be home late.”

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“i don’t think it goes this way.” you muttered as daniela fiddled with the lego pieces, concentration etched onto her face.

you sat down on a nearby stool, frowning from the soreness in your knees. daniela had to be feeling the same. “um, let’s just try it again later.” you offered.

daniela was so determined, trying multiple different options just to get it finished. she knew how badly you wanted to get it done and that was her ulterior motive. along with wanting to cheer you up, of course.

megan had purchased you the paris lego set ages ago but had been too busy to build it with you. and after the argument, you weren’t sure if it was ever going to be done. so, daniela offered after dance practice.

daniela let out a sigh. “i’m hungry anyway.” she placed the piece she was holding, then another. then another.

“dani!” you scolded yet there was a hint of playfulness in your tone. she laughed, sitting down at your desk. “fine! i’m done now.” you shook your head.

the almost half finished eiffel tower sat on a table that you two had dragged to the middle of your workroom. it was where you spent most of your time.

all sorts of things were scattered around. paintbrushes, markers, acrylics, watercolors — you name it. if there was one thing you loved to do, it was experiment.

megan even had a fashion mannequin in the corner of the room, and when your eyes landed upon it, the events replayed in your head.

daniela spinned around in your desk chair, tapping the armrests as she glanced around. “did you do all of this?” she asked, referring to the diverse paintings dispersed across the walls.

“yeah.” you shrugged and her eyebrows raised in awe. her attention focused back onto the scrapped drawings on your desk, looking through them. “these are really good.” she mumbled.

receiving attention from her made you shy but you tried to hide the fact. “thanks.” you smiled, playing with the sleeves of your hoodie.

“is this meg—“ you cleared your throat, standing up from your seat and reaching for the lamp that was providing light for you and daniela. “hey, you said you were hungry right?” she could barely see the drawing anymore but there was no need. she knew that it was megan.

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“look at that cloud. it looks like a cat.” daniela pointed from the trunk of her car, taking a sip of her boba. your eyes followed her finger, giggling as you made out the animal. “i see it.”

the sunset was gorgeous and you couldn’t resist the urge to take out your phone to snap a photo. daniela set down her cup, smiling at you. “you gonna paint this later?” shoving your phone back into your pocket, you took another bite of your sushi while shaking your head.

“it was too pretty, but i’ve gotta finish my project first.” her smile widened. “you’ve gotta let me see.” her voice was so soft and genuine that you had to give in.

“you still haven’t talked to megan?” you were preparing yourself for the question but not for how you would answer it.

“no. i don’t know if she needs some time or if we’re done.” you shrugged, staring at the sunset. you could feel daniela’s eyes burning holes into your side profile and it gave you a unusual feeling.

daniela hummed, copying your posture of leaning back onto her hands. it felt weird to be seeing her in such a relaxed manner, you were so used to seeing her cheer.

she was content because you were.

“i’m here for you. you know that?” daniela spoke quietly, looking back at the sunset. the silence that surrounded you both was comforting and unfamiliar.

“we have a game tomorrow night. you should come.” she offered and your heartbeat began to accelerate. basketball wasn’t necessarily your interest, nor was football.

“it’s our last game. and you’ve been working nonstop. it’s a miracle i even got you out of the house.” she held her knees, chuckling softly.

you wanted to say no but it was an opportunity to hang out with daniela. how could you?

“okay, i’ll be there.” you nodded.

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the game didn’t start making much sense to you until halftime. more people began to arrive and daniela was giving you a rundown of how basketball games worked. she had your attention all game, so you forgot that you were even supposed to be watching the players on the court.

you were trying to stay focused. you kept staring at the way her lips moved with certain syllables and you suddenly you were reminded of how pretty she was. had she always looked like this?

“and after halftime the goals switch. y/n, are you listening, love?” she snapped in front of your face, laughing breathily.

“yeah, i was listening.” you smiled, handing her the grape powerade that you had purchased for her at the concession stand. she stole a nacho off of your plate and popped it into her mouth.

“you’re basically a basketball connoisseur now. i know, i’m so great at explaining things.” she flipped her hair and you playfully shoved her shoulder in response.

“i’m just here for you. and you suck at explaining, by the way.” you bit into a soggy nacho, following her back to the space on the bleachers that you were sitting at.

“better than you. when you tried to explain anything to me in chemistry i was so confused.” she joked, sitting next to you as she continued to dine off your plate.

“that’s just because you suck at science, dani.” you rolled your eyes, holding the nachos out while she ate. there wasn’t much time on the clock left and she was stuffing her face now.

you giggled at how cute she was, making your heart feel a certain way that no one else ever had before.

no one else but megan.

“go out there!” you nudged her as she tried to fit as many nachos in her mouth as she could, shaking your head in disapproval. “they’ll be here when you get back.” that was the truth. they were too soggy for your taste.

daniela smiled at you with chubby cheeks, a smudge of cheese on the corner of her lips. “wait!” you searched around for the napkin, leaning forward and wiping it away.

the action made daniela’s cheeks turn a shade of red, smile widening uncontrollably as she watched you with sparkles in her eyes. “thank you, love.”

you tugged onto your lower lip. “break a leg, miss dani.” she blew you a kiss while skipping backwards, walking over to her spot.

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once the game finally ended, you were waiting patiently for daniela to put sweatpants over her cheer uniform so that she wasn’t too cold.

“what do you have a taste for, y/n?” she asked as she tied the drawstrings and slipped the skirt off afterwards. this was the daniela you preferred. comfortable and relaxed.

“whatever. i’ll eat anything.” you shrugged, shoving the skirt into her cheer bag so that she didn’t have to.

she jumped down, taking the bag from your hand and searching for her keys. once she located them you two were on the way to her parked car.

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“see? way better than those nasty ass nachos.” daniela rolled her eyes as she took a bite of her calzone. “they weren’t even that bad.”

you scoffed as you swallowed the portion of your pasta. “the cheese literally tasted like plastic. and the nachos were so soggy.” your complaining only made daniela roll her eyes again.

her sky blue phone was positioned with both of you in the frame, recording the whole conversation.

“like… i feel like that was the remains of a nuclear explosion —“ you continued and she bursted into laughter, slapping your shoulder to shut you up.

“my god! it wasn’t even that bad!” you both giggled as she went for another bite of her calzone. “at least your pasta is good.”

you nodded, humming to back up the statement even further. “it’s so good. you wanna try it?” once you offered she set her own food to the side, nodding her head.

you gathered a generous amount of pasta onto the fork, preparing to feed it to daniela. “ready?” you asked her, making eye contact as you held the fork up.

everything after that happened so quickly that you barely even knew how to react. she leaned over the console, taking ahold of your chin and softly pressing her lips against yours.

the overwhelming urge to hold and protect you coursed throughout her veins, deepening the kiss and pulling you even closer.

once you realized what was happening you met her kiss with fervor, surrendering completely to the feeling of her lips.

her hands roamed your back, arms, anywhere that she could reach, and she’s positive that she’s never felt so possessive and protective over anyone before.

it was different than any kiss she’s ever shared. it was slow and intimate, making the entire situation even more intense.

the moment you broke the kiss you found company in eachother’s gaze, chests heaving with weighty breaths.

“it tastes good.” she shrugged as if she weren’t devouring your lips moments before.

“i’m glad.” you laughed breathlessly. “can… can we kiss again?” you spoke up sheepishly, tugging on the sleeves of your hoodie.

she chose to answer your question with another kiss, silencing any further questions.

0 days before megan left.

daniela woke you up with light taps to your jaw, face contorting into the brightest smile once you finally opened your eyes.

“goodmorning, cariño.” she pressed a soft kiss to your cheek, turning around to grab the tray that was behind her.

“i made you breakfast!” you gasped, sitting up and examining the plate that she had prepared for you. “oh my god, are you a chef?” she poured the syrup over the pancakes for you, even cutting them to make it easier.

“eat up, babe.” she kissed your cheek before standing up straight. “i’ll be back. i’m getting your drink, kay?” you nodded in response, sighing contentedly as you stared down at the feast before you.

ready to dig in, you were interrupted by the buzzing of your phone. what you didn’t expect was the notification before you.

well, you did expect the notifications from your mother. she was most likely worried if you were okay or not.

you nearly dropped your phone into the breakfast daniela made for you, heartbeat accelerating as if someone pressed a button. megan finally sent you a text.

‘are u busy? can we talk?’

you bit your bottom lip due to nervousness, avoiding opening up the message because you had on read receipts.

suddenly, your appetite was completely gone.

you wanted your best friend back, yes, but you were terrified of what she was going to say. you weren’t sure if she hated you after your confession or if she wanted to end the friendship here for good.

either way, you were frightened of the possibility.

daniela came back upstairs with a glass of orange juice and plate of her own. “here.” her arm reached out and she almost immediately noticed the look on your face, climbing in bed next to you.

“what is it?” she asked curiously, stealing a bite of your scrambled eggs. you playfully sucked your teeth at her actions, turning to look at her. “what?”

“megan texted me.” daniela gasped, moving closer towards you. “are you okay? what’d she say?”

you showed her the notification, taking the glass of orange juice and chugging it with haste.

“are you going to?” she watched you chug the glass with concern, taking it from you. “slow down, mi amor…” you set the plate down on the opposite end of her bed, climbing out and making your way to the bathroom.

“y/n.” daniela followed you, wrapping her arms around your waist. “you can’t avoid her forever. she’s your childhood best friend.”

“she was.” you quickly corrected, splashing your face with water. “no, y/n.” daniela sighed. “you’re still best friends. one argument can’t get rid of that.”

even if you tried to ignore her words you knew that they held some value in them.

“she probably hates me now. i’m only her best friend when she wants me to be.” you scoffed, staring at daniela’s face in the mirror.

“i’m serious.” daniela tried to convince you, returning your gaze. “i know she doesn’t hate you.”

“because i’m starting to see why she’s so crazy in love with you.”

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it was around ten pm when you raised your hand to knock on the front door to megan’s house, sucking in a breath as you prepared yourself to face her.

you tried to ignore the negative thoughts and push them to the back of your mind, knocking on the wooden door.

it didn’t take long for megan to answer the door, fiddling with her fingers. you could see the suitcase sitting behind her frame as she stepped out, clearing her throat and closing the door behind her.

“hey.” she mumbled, looking down at her hands. you could tell that she was nervous with how she kept fiddling with her fingers and avoiding your gaze.

“hi.” you smiled, stepping aside to give her room to stand on the porch. it was silent for a minute and you assumed that she was collecting her thoughts.

“um. i’m sorry. for how i’ve been acting and how i spoke to you. i kinda overreacted.” she sniffled. “and um, i think i know why.” she continued. you stayed silent, listening to her speak.

“you drive me insane — not just because you’re my closest friend and the person i practically center my whole heart around, but there’s more to it.”

her hand reached out to softly grab yours, finally looking into your eyes. the way that the sun was hitting her face made it slightly difficult to see the tears forming in her eyes but you could still make them out.

“i love you y/n. more than friends, i think. i think i’m falling for you. you’re the only one who’s ever saw me for me.” it felt like your voicebox had been ripped out of body. you heard a loud familiar voice coming from inside of the house.

“meiyok! are you packed? we have to get to the airport.”

megan stepped backwards, wiping away the tears that finally spilled over. your throat was constricted by overwhelming thoughts that you couldn’t voice, trembling hands scratching at your shirt.

megan hugged you with so much force that you almost fell backwards, molding your frame against her own. “i love you, y/n. i’ll change for you if i need to.” her voice was thick with emotion, holding back even more tears that dared to escape.

“think about it, please? you’re my muse. i can’t lose you.” then she proceeded to peck your cheek, reluctantly letting you free and disappearing back into the house you didn’t feel welcome inside of anymore. you felt as though you were being drowned.

the sound of the door shutting brought you back to your senses, tasting the saltiness of your own tears and standing there, chasing after megan’s after image.

and that was it. she was leaving for LA at twelve am.

the first thing that you could think of was to call daniela to come rescue you.

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#get along better — da & ms #katseye imagines #megan katseye #megan x reader #megan skiendiel #daniela katseye #daniela x reader #daniela avanzini #katseye x reader #wlw

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kyojurismo · 2 years ago

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Do you think you write some general headcanons for douma when he dates another uppermoon demon? Thanks!

▸ ANSWERING. sure i can! remember to stay hydrated everybody <3

�� FANDOM. kimetsu no yaiba

▸ CHARACTERS. douma (upper rank two) x upper moon!reader

▸ RATING. sfw

▸ WARNINGS. reader is gender neutral, mention of killing, pda, not proofread

douma likes to fight w you

he’s a bit stronger but sometimes he lets you win

of course you get angry at him because you hate when he does that

kisses you whenever he sees you

“get a room!” & “gross, they can literally kiss for hours” & “are you for real?”

you’re the only one embarrassed

douma likes holding your hand during meetings

or he’s usually standing behind you with his arms circling your neck and his chin resting on your head

he gets easily distracted so you’re his lifesaver bc you’re always listening to what’s going on and inform him later

asks nakime to teleport you two to nice places whenever he wants to take you on a date

you usually search for preys um, food together and douma loves watching you use your blood art because he thinks you’re talented and amazing

he doesn’t really like when other demons undervalue you, so when you’re not around he usually punish them (breaking their neck, their arms or legs, let them get close to burning to the sun, etc)

he’s so sweet and kind but when he’s mad douma is a beast ngl

but it’s rare that he loses his temper by the way

long cuddling session during the day

you can’t really go out after all so

i won’t get down to the details to keep it safe for work but yes i think he loves having sex with you a lot (if there’s a chance he will have his fun w you)

hand kisser

forehead kisses whenever he sees you

pinches your cheeks if he gets the chance

make out session: 100000/10

▸ BEFORE LEAVING. reblog and comments are super appreciated. i should be studying but anyway,,,, also! gentle reminder that english isn’t my first language

#📂 — writing !!#douma x reader #douma x you #douma x y/n #douma drabble #douma blurb #douma imagine #douma one shot #douma fanfic #kny douma #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba fanfic #demon slayer #demon slayer fanfic

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judasgot-it · 2 years ago

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Soft hc for tecchou please, I love him🥹

Thank you so much for requesting!! I haven't done headcanons yet so sorry if the format is weird or if it reads odd, I'm still figuring this out

These are really self-indulgent ngl but I am trying!!

Soft Tecchou HCs

Tecchou definitely speaks his own love language, so what might be considered 'inappropriate' or weird is just him showing that he cares

He probably reaches over and fixes your shirt collar or hair a lot. He likes to use it as an excuse to touch you - like yea he could just be normal and give you a hug or a kiss, but instead, he'll just keep reaching over and brushing off some lint on your shoulders

He looks almost like a weird butler since he keeps reaching over so you don't have a hair out of place. You've had to tell him to stop multiple times before. He just coughs and pretends like he wasn't hyper-fixated on you for the last 30 minutes.

Occasionally he might feel like being annoying and shove his hand in your pockets. This is one of his favorite places to leave you little gifts too - like rocks or flowers. Your pockets are unfortunately always covered in dirt because of him, no point in trying to clean them out.

Speaking of gift-giving - this man is always giving you something. Usually, it's a snack he knows you like or just a water bottle so he knows that you're hydrated. Despite his diet I can see him being the type to constantly drink water 24/7 and would want you to at least drink a glass of water a day.

He just tries to give you gifts that make you happy or to show that he cares - big fan of him giving you little rocks.

He strikes me as a geology/nature science guy so would probably tell you about what he just gave you in great detail if you let him (This is important knowledge btw so indulge him)

Definitely has said "you remind me of them in some ways" after describing the most horrific creature you have ever seen/heard of (He means it as a compliment)

Dude definitely admires your personality and work ethic more than your physical features - he would probably say that's his favorite part of you if you ever asked (he's really good at dodging the "am i pretty?" question so don't even try it)

Tecchou probably stares at you a lot and like 9/10 times he's thinking about how much he loves you.

He also definitely doesn't realize he's been doing it for so long until someone tells him.

You're just really fun to look at - you grab his attention easily, which is the perfect time to give him a little kiss btw

He loves it when you do that - give him a kiss and he stops what he's doing just to look at you for a bit.

It's cute, he gets these big ol' puppy eyes and everything. Would wag his tail if he had one.

When you're alone he is a lot more physical - in public he tends to be a bit standoffish since he is usually on guard 24/7, but when you're alone together he definitely loosens up a lot

Probably is a little annoying about it - if you're not doing anything important he will forcibly drag you to the couch so you can cuddle. Doesn't matter what you do, he will pick you up for cuddles.

They're not bad though, since he's really warm and actually a good hugger. You just have to accept them since he likes to give affection quite randomly.

Sorry if this isn't the best but I am being super self-indulgent here. Trying my absolute best though but I'm so glad you requested especially Tecchou cause I am in shambles rn and he is my glue

#bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #tecchou x reader #tecchou bsd #tecchou headcannons

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its-not-a-phase-mom-i-d8-demons · 4 years ago

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pairings: Lucifer x Fem!Reader, Mammon x Fem!Reader, Leviathan x Fem!Reader

warnings: tw abandonment (but it turns out okay, I promise), mentions of the act of birthing,

A/N: you came to the right place! as the second oldest of six children, I have some experience when it comes to pregnancy:) I hope you don't mind, nonny, but I'm gonna split this up into a few parts so I can do the dateables as well!

Lucifer

The moment you had shyly produced the positive pregnancy test from the pocket of your hoodie, it felt like Lucifer had entered into a fever dream filled with nursery designs, baby names, the expenses that pile up before the baby even arrives, researching human pregnancy, keeping you out of harm's way and healthy and happy...

So when you first stagger out of bed and rush to his bathroom, hand clamped over your mouth and one shaky hand on your slightly swollen tummy, Lucifer isn't surprised

He is very concerned, however. You had been so nervous to tell him of your pregnancy, you waited until the last moment before your bump was noticeable to tell him

That meant you had been suffering from all of these pregnancy side effects before he'd permanently moved you to sleep in his room

Lucifer hoists himself out of bed and pads into the bathroom, gathering up your hair, if any, into his fist and pulling your hunched form between his legs for support

You hate this feeling with a passion; throbbing stomach and a lump in your throat with little to no vertigo and tears rolling down your face as you try and catch your breath

You tell him it hurts, you ask him if he can take the pain away as your head rests on his chest, lashes fluttering with wooziness

Lightheadedness was unbearably common; you would suddenly grip his sleeve and he could watch the color drain from your face and your knees get shaky, body beginning to sway

He always catches you though, finding a place for you to sit or lie down and gather yourself

Tummy rubs become more common; the feeling of his hands against your bare tummy, spreading their warmth and nullifying the ache, allowing you to relax

He's extremely attentive as well and can tell whenever you need something

Water? Here's a cup sweetheart, remember, you're hydrating and eating for two people!

Craving something? Chocolate? Fried pickles? Chips of some kind? sweets? He's stockpiled anything you could want and locked it away just for you.

I feel like Lucifer would want your baby to be a little girl. A little princess he can carry on his shoulders and spoil with his love and gifts.

Satan ruined him for having another baby boy, but if that's how the cards fall, he certainly wouldn't mind. Unfortunately, he'd be constantly walking on eggshells, afraid he'll make your little boy into another rebellious child

That's the last thing he wants

Lucifer does his best to keep his kid away from Satan and Belphie and out of the 'Formerly Anti-Lucifer League', but sometimes you're taking a nap or out shopping with Asmodeus, and Satan and his brothers manage to coerce the little one into their shenanigans

One thing is for sure though, even if Lucifer didn't want any kids and the creation of one was unplanned, he would never ever turn you away

He's very responsible and does anything in his power to make the pregnancy as easy and happy as possible

On the day you are to give birth, he's a mess

He has already sweat through 3 shirts by the time the IV has been secured to your hand

Everything he says doesn't come without a stutter

He's squeezing your hand and kissing your hair during labor, trying to distract you from the burn between your legs as much as he can

You probably need extra stitches from baby's horns ngl

Definitely cries before the baby is even put in your arms

Refuses to let his brothers come and see you, "They can wait until we go home."

Lucifer is Smitten™

He smooches the tiredness under your eyes and tells you to get some rest

Surprisingly, he enjoys a lot of the names from the human world you discuss and will most likely pick one of those

But if it's a girl, her name is Lilith. I'm sorry MC, your input is invalid at this time

You don't regret 'final day in the devildom sex' at all when you get to witness the Avatar of Pride reduced to tears when the nurse puts the child in his arms

P-P-Pregnant? MC, ya better be jokin'...

Mammon

You weren't, judging by the pregnancy test(s) clutched in your fist

He's not mad at you, he's not upset, (in fact, he's the happiest he's ever been), he just scared

Broken Condom Victim™

He loved you just a bit too hard last week...

but let's be real here, HIS MC, carrying HIS baby?

That's like the highest level of ownership on his lovely human you could get! Levi, Asmo, Beel, Lucifer, everyone would be SOOOO JEALOUS!!!

AND

He gets to have a little one running around again!

You saw how sweet he was to babified Satan in the obey me anime premier! He LOVES little kids and nothing would make him happier than someone to play with (besides MC of course) that wouldn't make fun of him for messing up and being silly!

AND

You're so pretty!!

I mean, ya were always pretty, but somethin' about ya is different and yer even more beautiful than before somehow!

Mammon said, his entire face the shade of a pomegranate

Pregnancy glow is REAL

Asmo agrees, after stealing you away from an extremely overprotective mammon and hiding in the attic to chat without disturbance (mammon)

But as much as YOU know he would be the BEST father, comments from his brothers continue to drag him down and the evenings he cried into your shoulder became more and more frequent as your pregnancy progresses

Mammon, as we all know, is, in fact, a tiddy man

He likes to touch and squeeze them, and just gently hold them while cuddling or even browsing in a store, he'd just come up behind you and touch your boobs

(also, mammon likes all sizes, so if you have next to no tiddy like me, you'll be at his mercy as well. those with the large honkers, however, watch yourself)

Now that there's a miracle growing in your tummy, other parts of your body are preparing for its arrival, including your chest

Swelling, swelling, soreness, growing and darkening of the nipples, and swelling make it so Mammon can no longer touch your pretty tiddies :(((

(grammarly didn't like that word)

On the day mammon snack size was to be born, mammon is silent but extremely fidgety

It was early in the morning when you'd shaken him awake like, "mammoney, I'm going into labor" and he was out of bed and out the door with your luggage before you finished blinking

After grabbing your DDD's and you, he carries you down to the car (what dysfunctional family doesn't have a car? a nice one (Mercedes, Audi, you get the idea) for lucifer and a Volkswagon bus or something for his siblings to share) and drives quickly, but very carefully drives to the hospital, holding your hand the whole way.

He covers your eyes when they put the IV in, just in case you're squeamish, and rubs your arms as the drugs begin to take effect and there's a little fear in your eyes at the thought of pushing an entire human/demon being out of your coochie

He assures you and never lets go of your hand no matter how long you're in labor

When it's all over with and you are resting in your hospital bed waiting for the doctors to finish the Apgar tests and give you your baby

Mammon is speechless as the nurse places the baby in your arms

That's HIS KID!!

Immediately starts crying

The little horns poking out of the blanket? Those look just like his!!

Judging by the bit of hair on it's head, it looks like the baby will have hair like yours

If it's a baby boy, he thinks it should be named "Mammon II" but you just giggle and remind him of the deal he made with lucifer long ago, that his first born child, no matter the gender, had to have 'Lucifer' somewhere in their name

Human names are dumb, except for yours of course, so he searches for suitable demon names

The last thing he wants is a kid named Lucifer, so that will be the kid's middle name

He really regrets his past decisions now

Leviathan

"Levi?"

"Yeah, babe?"

"I'm pregnant."

*leviathan has been KO'd*

No joke, this man is literally floored and didn't wake up for a while and you were afraid you had just slain the fucking Lord of Shadows

Some Henry you were

You had to call Lucifer in to wake him up because he was still flat on the floor a half and hour later

Mammon is more that happy to tip a bucket of ice water on the face of the son of a bitch that impregnated HIS MC

Levi wakes up and pounces on you, gripping you tightly by the arms

"You're k-kidding r-right?"

Him? A father?

Uhhhhhhh

Unfortunately, Leviathan.exe has stopped working, try again in two thousand years

I hate to say this, but he definitely detaches himself for a while until his brothers, especially Asmodeus, literally beat him into shape

He comes back to you, a little bruised and sobbing, but not from the beating he just received

He's so sorry he neglected you! He's such a horrible demon, undeserving of your welcoming nature

He's gonna be the worst dad, and he's not good enough for you, and his kid will hate him just like everyone else does, he doesn't deserve you, he's so sorry for making you suffer the side effects and feel all alone,

Sir, I-

FALSE

It's your turn to shake some sense into him, reminding him that he would be the. best. dad!!

Not to mention the fact that you were just happy he realized his mistakes and came back to you

He begs you to sleep in his bed tub with him for security, and you have to admit his tail is very comforting

Levi does extensive research on human pregnancy and now at the dinner table, instead of talking about the latest slice of life anime he'd been watching, he's just spouting random pregnancy facts and you're laughing so hard it brings you to tears

When the weird dreams and vivid nightmares happen, Levi is right behind you, rubbing your swollen tummy, and letting you talk about them

A lot of them were about him and about your future child

Most of them were about how they got hurt in some way, either that or YOU got hurt and the baby died

These, more often than not, brought you to tears and stress you out, but Levi is right there, okay? Nothing can hurt you, nor would he let anything happen to you on his watch

Learns how to massage you (safely) to reduce stress

Definitely talks to the baby a lot

Levi begged you to be induced so the birth was safe and not a sudden occasion and you agree

On the day the doctor recommended, you arrived at the hospital and got down to business

Levi didn't really want to be in the room with you, but he knew he had to for your sake and he'd played a few birth simulators from both perspectives and you really needed him

Kinda sits there awkwardly comforting you and encouraging you, holding your hand and caressing your cheeks, a bit flushed from exertion and tears

Listen

If the baby is a boy, his name will be Henry and that's final

If it's a girl, he doesn't really care, as long as you don't name her 'mammonia' or something dumb like that

definitely crashes your hospital bed to snuggle until the baby is ready

cries when the baby wraps its extremely small digits around one of his own

also at the little horns protruding from its head

and the tuft of purple in its head

Also Smitten™

He's so excited to get home and show off his beautiful baby to his brothers and then formulate a plan to raise the kid to live and breathe TSL just like his daddy <3

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kakiwrites · 4 years ago

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Could I please have a sugawara x female reader who's really average and constantly compares herself to kiyoko, and hears the boys all fawning over her but then suga tells her not to worry cos shes bomb af. Because ngl, none of the boys would probably look my way, theres nothing special about me, but it's cool ig, I've accepted it. Thank you so so much. Please make sure you're staying healthy and hydrated.

~Anon 🍀 xxx

"don't you dare compare yourself."

Genre: comfort

A koushi sugawara x reader

a/n: ANON EVERYONE IS SPECIAL, PEOPLE WILL LOOK AT YOU SOON ENOUGH, I PROMISE YOU! Know that I love you anon, please don't be shy to talk to me even if it is through anon. I can tell we can be best friends! Hope I make you smile bby 😊

Kiyoko was karasuno's goddess.

A lot of girls envied her being, they wished they had her looks or her pull with the boys at school.

You were one of those girls.

See, you always considered yourself as average. You were decent in the looks department and your grades were average. You couldn't hold a candle to the prettiest girl at school.

So you were surprised when the vice-captain of the volleyball club, Sugawara, approached you intending to confess and ask you out.

You joined him for coffee that weekend and you've been dating since then.

If you only didn't feel like Suga made a mistake in confessing to you.

Sugawara invited you to watch them practice so you took the offer. You stood by the door as you watched the boys spiked and received. You remembered the first time the team met you. They were overjoyed to see that Suga found a person he could love and they accepted you into their group immediately, treating you like a sister.

So they didn't really bat an eye when you entered the gym. They waved at you before continuing on with practice. Sugawara skipped over to you and wrapped you in his arms.

"I'm tired~" he whined into your ear, hugging you tighter when Daichi yelled at him to get back into the court.

"come on, silly. Into the court you go!" you waved him off, pushing him back to the center. You stood there and admired him for a while before the door opened and in entered Ukai and Takeda. The boys gathered around their teachers as they reminded the boys to rest before the inter-high prelims tomorrow.

Before Ukai could send the boys home though, takeda stopped them, leaving you confused. What else was there to add? "there's one more thing. From shimizu-san." he said, giving her the spot light.

You stiffened in your place as you watched her timid stature. Kiyoko seemed nervous but even then, she still loved gorgeous. "I'm not good at cheerleading." she said softly before running off and climbing up the steps with takeda in tow. Everyone's eyes followed them as they laid out a black banner on the banister, spelling out one word.

Fly.

Everyone gasped and muttered amongst themselves as they tried to figure out where their manager found it. You, on the other hand, had your eyes fixed on your white-haired boyfriend as he muttered to Daichi excitedly. He looked so happy with Shimizu's surprise. Has he ever smiled like that? You tried to shift through your memories, toning out their chatter.

"do your best." kiyoko said with a blush before she ran off. You broke out of your trance to watch as all the boys lost themselves in inspiration. That included Sugawara as tears ran down their faces. Your heart clenched. Three words is all it took to reduce boys like them into crying messes. You watched as your Sugawara smiled proudly as they cheered themselves off before tomorrow.

Your hands tightened around your shirt, tears pricking your eyes bittersweetly. Only kiyoko could do that. She was truly a goddess. You were truly nothing compared to her. You were nothing-

"(y/n)?" sugawara asked confusedly, he stared at you concerned as he saw the tears and the sad smile on your face. bur Before he could approach you and ask you what was wrong, you ran off into the darkness, letting yourself sob freely.

You kept running. You didn't know where you were going but you had to get away. You didn't want to answer him. You don't want to get hurt anymore. You stopped in the middle of the empty street to try and look for a way back to your place. You were about to get ready to run in the direction you think your house was when someone grabbed onto your arm. You whipped your head back only to see Sugawara's worried expression. You tried to pull away to no avail as the boy placed his hands on your wet cheeks and wiped your flowing tears with his thumb. This sweet gesture made you sob more.

"k-kou-"

"what's wrong Princess?" he muttered softly as he smiled at you, his hands warming your cheeks up in the cold night. You took in a shaky breath, looking everywhere except him. Even though you didn't want to tell him, your heart had other plans, opening your mouth to tell him what you truly feel.

"kiyoko is so much better than me so I don't get why you even asked me out when you have a shot with kiyoko. I'm nothing special, Kou, and-" your rambling was cut off my Koushi's soft lips on yours.

"don't you dare compare yourself." he said sternly as soon as he pulled away, his thumbs caressing your cheeks with love in his eyes. "kiyoko is pretty, sure. But you are divine. Perfect. You are everything (y/n)." he said before pressing his lips onto your head, wrapping his arms around you tightly and letting you sob happily into his chest. "confide in me Princess. I'll make sure to remind you everyday that you are perfect just the way you are. I love you (y/n). And only you."

"I love you too." you muttered back, muffled into his shirt.

He made sure that before he brought you back home that you were as happy as he can make you be, wanting to see your lovely smile before he falls asleep.

And that's all! I know its kinda short and sloppy but hopefully you guys enjoy it! It feels good to finally write out a drabble hehe- hope you feel good after this anon! requests are open so please don't be shy to leave anything In my inbox! Love you guys ❤️💖💕

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#haikyuu x reader #haikyu x reader #haikyuu #haikyu #sugawara #koushi sugawara #koushi sugawara x reader #sugawara x reader #kaki writes

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ficsnooneaskedfor · 4 years ago

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Bad Batch Labor/Birth headcanons

So I've been attending births for the past 6 years as a doula and student midwife, and since I started writing a fic about a midwife who meets the BB, I can't get this idea out of my head.

So here are my headcanons for how the BB would support their s/o during labor/birth.

Tech: Love him to bits but not gonna lie, he would definitely be the kind of dad as a birth worker I dread being around lol. He honestly means well when he spends the entire pregnancy researching every possible thing. He reads every guide and textbook he can get his hands on, and takes a variety of childbirth education classes. But when his s/o does go into labor, all that education ends up doing more harm than good though.

He knows almost everything that could possibly go wrong and it terrifies him. He questions every suggestion the medical team offers, not because he thinks he knows better than them, it's more he's trying to be a good advocate for his s/o. S/o ends up having to tell him to calm tf down at some point in labor. After they talk, Tech settles down a bit and focuses on keeping his s/o comfortable.

When his s/o is ready to push, Tech becomes strangely quiet and just observes the entire process, holds his s/o hand, and offers words of encouragement occasionally. Doesn't get super emotional after his baby is born, but definitely has to wipe a few tears from his eyes.

Echo: Bless his heart. This man is bad-ass and capable in almost every aspect of his life. Much like Tech, he spends the entire pregnancy doing research and taking classes. But he really struggles when his s/o is in labor. He just can't stand seeing the person he loves in discomfort. Isn't one to have a reaction to blood and stuff normally, but in this situation, he has a hard time.

When his s/o is pushing, he takes a peak and he full-on passes out (yeah this isn't just a tv trope, it actually does happen sometimes). When he comes too, he decides to just stay by his s/o head, feeding them ice chips and cheering them on, telling them how much he loves them. When his baby is born he doesn't cry, he's just in awe. The whole experience makes him fall even more in love with his s/o.

Hunter: Cool as a cucumber. Doesn't seem phased one bit by the whole thing. He gives me "crunchy dad" vibes ngl. What do I mean by that? Like smoke cleansing the delivery room, crystals, essential oils, that sort of thing. He and his s/o definitely took Hypnobirthing classes, per his suggestion. (Hypnobirthing is exactly what it sounds like, a form of self-hypnosis used during labor. Actually very effective in my experience) He uses his soothing voice to help guide his s/o in meditations. Is as hands-on or hands-off as his s/o needs.

When his s/o is pushing, he is catching his baby with no assistance, and no one will tell him otherwise. After his baby is born he is very smiley and giggly, and he is very appreciative of the medical staff. He brings them all cookies and coffee the next day.

Wrecker: Definitely a delivery room comedian. When is s/o is early in labor, he makes jokes and tries to make his s/o laugh. But as labor progresses he knows when to be more serious and less jokey. Helps s/o get into different positions, holds them, and is overall very touchy-feely. If his s/o didn't want to be touched, he wouldn't be offended in the slightest and would find other ways to help them.

When his baby is born, he definitely becomes VERY emotional is extremely protective of his little family. Also brings thank you gifts for the medical staff, but goes for gift cards and bottles of wine instead.

Crosshair: Takes direction from his s/o on their needs. When they ask for a drink, he gets it. Need a massage? Done. He and his s/o would probably use seggy-time activities to cope with labor. (seriously though, it happens more than you might think. I've walked in on some awkward situations over the years). Seems very calm and collected on the outside, but inside he's actually pretty freaked out by everything. If his s/o needed a pep talk during labor, he would remind them how much of a bad-ass they are and that they can do this.

Like Hunter, I think he would also like to catch his baby when they are being born but I think he'd be too scared to do it by himself, so he'd let the doctor or midwife help him. Absolutely adores his new baby, doesn't cry but smiles a lot.

Bonus:

Omega: She is one of those kids that I'm in awe of when they are at a birth. If she was with her brother and their s/o when they were having a baby, she just instinctively knows what to do to help keep everyone relaxed and comfortable. She gets snacks, makes sure they stay hydrated, gives them a massage, draws a bath, etc. Whatever they need, Omega is on top of it. If the birthing person or their s/o didn't want to catch the baby when it's pushing time, Omega would absolutely help do it with no fear or hesitation. In between contractions, she would be whispering words of encouragement to the birthing person, tell them how much she loves them and how proud of them she is. She would definitely cry after the baby was born, and would be the best auntie in the world to that baby.

#the bad batch #sw tbb #bad batch headcanons

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moons-and-stars-and-shit · 4 years ago

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Hiii!! How are you doing today?? I hope that you're well and staying healthy, happy and hydrated. Could I please have a matchup, with a male haikyuu character if that's okay with you??

My personality type is INTP-A/INFP-A my T and F are split 50/50.

My star sign is Aries, rising sun is Capricorn and moon is Pisces.

I use she/her pronouns.

I really like doing anything creative, so whether its writing, drawing, baking, or even cooking, I find it really relaxing and chill to do

Hate going outside and in public, it makes me really nervous and anxious especially if I'm alone

But when I go out with someone I always hold onto the bottom of their top of their sleeve because it makes me feel better

My love language is quality time/ words of affirmations, and I show love through acts of service, affirmations and a little bit of physical touch.

I'm a very open minded chill person, very witty and love corny jokes or dad jokes.

Not open with my emotions, I like to keep them to myself and dont like sharing them, but I will always be willing to listen to your problems.

I dont like doing high effort things, unless it's for other people. Like the only motivation I have for making revision notes for college is so that I can share it with those in my class if they ever need them.

I'm a very laidback borderline lazy person.

I'm a very practical person, and I can do quite a lot of stuff that might not necessarily be useful, but could be, like I can read maps and do bearings, and I know how to do most things, I dont know why, I just do.

I like to think I'm a very well rounded person, in terms of academics as well. I got straight A's in all my subject exams and yeah

Thank you soooooo much, I hope that this is enough. Make sure you're taking care of yourself and drink lots and lots of water 😊😊. Thank youu 💞💞 xxx

Romantic Matchup

Osamu Miya

How y’all met

Cooking class

The school had a cooking class and you two got partnered up for a assignment

The assignment was to take two cultures and make a fusion dish

Osamu chose japanese in the form of onigiri so he let you pick the second sulture

So you chose mexican

You decided to make Sweet Rice Onigiry

Omg it was BOMB

Yall got a A+ on that assignment

And osamu really had fun making it with you

So you basically just became his cooking buddy

He would invite you over to crate some crazy dishes regularly

And slowly but surely he began to fall for you

It started off small

A little blush whenever y’all touched hands

Him thinking of you whenever he sees a certain food

Then it grew

And grew

Soon enough the poor man couldn’t get you out of his head

Everything reminded him of you

He caught himself counting the minutes till he could see you again

So he confessed

It was really blunt actually

But also very indirect

Essentially he just gave you a bento box with a love note in it

And long story short you accepted his confession ❤️

What they love about you

Hahhhhh

Ok so according to my Dating Osamu Headcanons

Mans is the king of food puns

And he loves how he can always make you laugh with those

Ngl it boosts his ego when you laugh at his jokes

Ok kinda weird but...

He likes how anxious you are

He finds it so cute when you cling into him in public

Says it makes him feel like your “protector”

Lol ok Osamu

He loves how laid back you are

Now don’t get me wrong Osamu isn’t lazy per say

But he definitely is more laid back than others

Very nonchalant if you will

So he’s happy that your the same way as he is

Ok quick one

He loves how you’re a good listener

However

He wishes you would open up to him more :(

But he makes it known that he’s always there for you

Favorite Things To Do Together

Ahh

He loves to cook with you

Duh

But

He likes the ENTIRE process of cooking with you

From the planning

To the shopping

To the cooking

To the cleaning

He loves it all

SO COOK WITH THIS MANSSS

Random Hc

Every time you cook together it turns into a fusion dish

You guys invented “dessert onigiri”

You guys went on a road trip once and got lost

Your map reading skills really came in handy that day 😉

He hates to admit it but...

He relays on you when it comes to schoolwork

He always goes to you for notes

But makes it up for you with kithes 😚

Astrology

Aries+ Libra

When Aries and Libra come together in a love affair, the inherent polarity of the Zodiac is invoked.

Aries and Libra are directly opposite one another in the Zodiac — 180 degrees apart.

Each Sign possesses qualities that the other lacks; combined with Libra’s natural yen for harmony, this can be a relationship that enjoys great balance.

Aries is the Sign of Self while Libra is the Sign of Partnership, and the differences continue: Aries is impulsive, excitable and ready to jump right into something new and exciting, while Libra is indecisive, peace-loving and prefers a calm, smooth approach.

Aries can learn from Libra that their own way isn’t necessarily the best way.

Aries is ruled by the Planet Mars and Libra is ruled by the Planet Venus.

This is a great match, as these are the Planets of Passion and Love, respectively.

Venus and Mars go well together as they’re the two sides of the love relationship coin.

They’re universally recognized as male and female and this relationship is a good balance of masculine and feminine energy.

Venus is about the beauty of romance while Mars is about the passion of romance.

Overall Aesthetic

Foodies 🍱

Songs

Deathbed- Powfu

Baby I’m yours- Arctic Monkeys

Lost in you- Khai Dreams

Stolen Dance- Milky Chance

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corruptedconfessions · 5 years ago

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Are you still in the kiri mood? If yes, can you yeet him into this thought: different yanderes (izuku, bakugo, kiri, or whomever you want!) Reacting to a touch starved reader. Ever the stubborn captive, they deny they want anything to do with the yandere, but during some forced fluff shenanigans, the yandere accidentally squeezes readers legs/ holds onto readers shoulders deeply, and reader let's out a moan. Thanks! And remember to drink water and take a break if you need!

Ngl Kirishima, Bakugo, and Hizashi are like the 3 yanderes im always down to write 24/7

they all live in my head rent free

This one is more of an imagine/drabble thing, I threw in another bonus yandere bc I feel like he fits the prompt well. I hope thats all okay <3

Also thank you for your kindness <3 Im hydrated and hopefully ready to write out some fics! I have a few drafts in my computer already :)

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Kirishima is the very definition of clingy yandere, he is practically the poster boy for clingy, so it won’t be very long into your...moving in (he refuses to admit he kidnapped you! You were just too shy to ask yourself so he encouraged you! Don’t worry he gets the message no matter what you say otherwise!) that he’ll catch on to you being so desperately touch starved despite angrily telling him to fuck off every time he tries to cuddle. Being the ever delusional puppy he is he just assumes that you’re shy and keeps doing it even more

He’ll try to respect your space and let you come to him naturally but he’ll still insist on being close to you, dragging you to sit on the couch, you sitting on one end with him sitting on the other, your legs entangled in the middle. He’ll wait until you are engrossed in the tv or your book or whatever hobby of choice you have (the poor sap will buy you anything you ask, he just wants you happy) making sure you’re completely relaxed before he slowly slides a bit closer, reaching out to run his hands across your legs, squeezing and massaging them gently. Honestly he expected you to kick him or freeze up, stare at him in fear and confusion and anger like you always did whenever he reached out to touch you.

But you didn’t do any of that. If anything you relaxed, arching up into his touch as a soft breathy moan slipped past your lips, causing both of you to freeze at the same time, staring wide eyed at each other, stunned.

If you thought Kirishima was clingy before you would be dead wrong compared to his behavior after that. He’s constantly by your side whenever he can, brushing against you in the kitchen when the two of you are cooking or washing dishes, moving closer to bump shoulders when the two of you are close by, constantly touching your hair, your neck, your shoulders, everywhere. You’ll be overstimulated and stressed but there is no going back now that he knows. Cuddles and spooning sessions whenever he can get you to sit still, honestly I wouldn’t put it past him to whine and demand you sit on his lap sometimes too, or at least lay against him and let him give you massages when the two of you are curled up on the couch.

And that isn’t even getting started on sexual touching. He’ll be like a dog in heat, constantly aching for you, practically humping you any chance he gets. He’ll wrap his arms around you waist and hold you close as he grinds his hard on against your ass, trying to pull out those cute little noises that you’ll make. Pins you against the counter, over the couch, on the table, anywhere and everywhere is free game.

And know that his poor sweet darling is touch starved? He’ll be quick to try and remedy that, he’ll tie you down to the bed and get you off just by rubbing his hands across your skin, massaging you, kissing you, just touching you. He won’t stop no matter how much you plead until he is done and he is sure that you have gotten the attention you deserve from him.

Izuku is probably one of the best yandere matches for a touch starved darling, he is so submissive and cuddly for his darling, but not so much so its overstimulating and overwhelming like other yanderes. Unlike others he is more likely to let you have your space when he...first takes you home. He understands moving is a big change and you need your time and space to adjust and adapt to your new surroundings. He may coax you out with your favorite home made meals and promises of hot baths or treats, but he’ll smile and suck it up when you yell and scream at him, saying you want nothing to do with him. You’re just stressed and adjusting thats all! He can wait you out.

Now just because he is patient and understanding doesn’t mean he just lets you do whatever you want. He has needs too! The entire reason he had you...move in was so he could be closer to you and spend more time with you without anyone else interfering! Even you just being in the same room with him without throwing a fit is enough for him to feel like his patience is being rewarded.

That patience wont last forever, though.

He tries to work his way up slowly, very slowly demanding more of you, insisting you stay just a minute longer, let him stand just an inch closer, it will be so slow you wont even realize you are practically cuddling up to him until it’s too late and you are so use to an reliant on him that you can’t go back to isolating yourself again.

He’ll always have an idea that you are a bit more...starved for attention than others but he won’t get confirmation until months into your captivity. He’ll sweetly insist that you seem stressed and that you should let him give you a massage to help you relax. His calloused hands will reach out, squeezing your shoulders soothingly, coaxing a soft happy moan from your lips.

Oh sweetheart! How can you expect him to hold back when you make such sweet noises just from a simple touch? He may be a gentleman but even he has his limits...

You can bet there will be more...touching in your future. And much less patience towards an aversion to it.

Bakugo is probably one of the worst (yandere) matches for a touch starved darling imo, the poor boy is sensitive and touch starved himself, and with his aggression he would probably just end up overstimulating his darling, and not in a good way. He’d much rather be on the receiving end of massages and pets, nuzzling himself into your chest or your stomach as you stroke his hair and tell him what a good boy he is.

Having said that he would catch on pretty quick to your little act, seeing right past the screaming and defiance and your insistence that you want nothing to do with him, which is going to get you locked up in the basement and punished heavily, he sees the subtle ways you act that remind him of himself, that tell him exactly what he needs to know.

Unlike the others when he reaches out for you, he knows exactly what he is doing and exactly what kind of reaction he is going to get. The shit eating smirk on his face as you moan in surprise tells everything. He’ll keep touching you, fingers digging into your skin just a little too hard, trying to drag more of those noises out of you until you are trembling under him, left feeling raw and sensitive. If you’re lucky he might notice that he went to far and be how ever much more gentle next time as he can be, but honestly after that he’s the same old Bakugo. He doesn’t go out of his way to touch you more, if he wants to wrap his arms around you he will, if he wants you on his lap he’ll pull you onto his lap, if he wants to lay on you, fuck what you’re doing, you get a lapful of Bakugo.

That act doesn’t hide the way that he curls around you and cuddles you way closer at night in those tender moments, though.

Hawks is another very handsy yandere. He wants constant contact and attention from his darling, so much so its almost impossible to keep up with his incessant demands for your attention, it grows draining. Even negative attention in the form of screaming, crying, fighting seems to fuel him. He just wants you to be looking at him, he doesnt care how. He’ll be the quickest to figure it out since if you wont give him attention he’ll give you his. He’s constantly reaching out to touch you in some way or form, be it grabbing your ass, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, or curling his wings around you to pull you closer to him, you’ll always know if Hawks is home and where he is since theres always some part of him reaching for you. He’s a weird mix of aware and delusional, he knows he has kidnapped you and you’re unhappy because of it, but part of him also believes he just needs to take good care of you and that you love him anyways. Because of that he’s just constantly trying to please you to try and “make up” for kidnapping you. (He often brushes it off like he got the wrong food or forgot to text you back instead of something more serious)

It’ll happen when you’re standing still, he’ll sneak up behind you, reaching out and squeezing your shoulders, rolling his thumbs across them in a brief massage as he happily opens his mouth to greet you, only to be interrupted by the cutest moan bubbling out of you as you arch your back, pushing into his touch with a soft gasp.

Immediately you’ll find yourself pinned down to the couch or the bed, whichever is closer. Hands will be dragged across your body, desperately repeating that movement and many others, anything to drag those sweet noises you had been hiding from him out. He wont be satisfied until you are near tears, gasping and limp under his touch, having given him all your cute little noises, surrendering yourself fully to him.

Not much will change after that, he is just as clingy and handsy as before, but now he knows all the pretty noises and faces you can make for him, and he practically pounces on you every time he comes home, desperate to hear more.

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