#what a nerd. Gosh I love him

[charonyx]

Mini Analysis on the background of the Gargoyle Club Card

Ok, so studying where he's doing his research, it appears to be the entrance hall to the library.

(Able to see a bit more of the background, took a screenshot with a semi-transparent Ortho)

I don't remember if it was said WHERE Malleus did his club activities but it's cool to see that it's in the library which makes sense. Look, I loved libraries before and the fact that Malleus loves libraries and research so much he'd want his club to be in the library is so *sigh*. No words to describe how much I love this man.

Also also, I find it so fun that he sculpts his gargoyles in the library and at night no less, so it seems that Crowley let him use the library as his clubroom but only at night when no one's around and to pick up his stuff when it's open. So that probably means that he's in there, doing his research and sculpting, then, once day hits, he either has a place in the library to stash the sculpture and books or he just teleports them in and out. No student would know he's in there, toiling away at his passion project.

Man, to just have the chance to see him at work, a concentrated look on his face as he scribbles away his notes or considering what way to sculpt his gargoyle is so charming. Please give me a chance to see his notes.

[ectoplasmer]

i love my boyfriend i love my boyfriend so mych he is so soft and warm and comfy and pretty and

[fgumi]

i need more loser!heeseung after reading that oh my gosh . yes yes yes yes. #needhim #needthat

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ LO$ER = LO♡ER

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loser!heeseung was excited. so excited. why you may ask? because you agreed to go to anime con with him. you even suggested that the two of you cosplay. you asked to go as lucy and david from cyberpunk edgerunners, something that fit the aesthetic you two had built. so, heeseung checked himself out in the mirror, fumbling with the yellow jacket you sewed for him and fixing the pieces of his hair that fell out.

“baby, i think we’re gonna be late if we don’t head out n—”

you came out in your outfit as you adjusted the belt resting on your hip. heeseung didn’t have any words. you looked… gosh, how could he describe you without being weird? you were beautiful, even on the days you didn’t feel it. but… right now? heeseung felt ashamed to say that he understood all those nasty guys thirsting over cosplayers. holy crap, he hit the lotto. you were a vision.

“hee? do i look weird? i wasn’t sure about the wig either,” you pouted as you touched the long white strand.

“no!” heeseung shouted, then cleared his throat. “you look really good.”

you smiled and walked up to him, checking out the two of you in the mirror. “you also look very handsome. we make a good lucy and david, huh?”

your eyes glanced at heeseung through the mirror and noticed he was still looking at you with his mouth agape. you turned to him and waved your hand in front of his face. “hee?”

as he kept staring at you, you shifted. you couldn’t help but blush under his gaze. heeseung gulped. how was he going to keep all those creepy guys away from you? he can’t even fight! he’d have to cover you up! but then he wouldn’t get to look at you in this… this outfit.

you softly planted a kiss on his cheek and that brought him out of his daze. his ears were bright red when he stepped away from you.

“i— uh. um. we— you—” he stuttered, unable to form a coherent thought.

a giggle escaped you at his lack of words. you did a little spin for him. man, heeseung couldn’t help his eyes drifting down at the cutouts on your hips and how short your—no! stop objectifying her. bad heeseung. that is your lovely girlfriend, who you love very much and who, for some odd reasons, loves you too.

“hee,” you interrupted, your lashes lowering—wow, you looked ready to eat him. “i thought we were gonna be late?”

you crept up to him, your hand ghosting over his arm. you pressed into him. “i mean, we don’t have to go. i just thought you wanted—”

you didn’t end up going, by the way. your couple’s cosplay never saw the light of day. instead, they were scattered on your bedroom floor.

loser!heeseung didn’t know how to feel when you asked to play d&d with him. while he said yes (because he’d never say no to you), he was admittedly nervous. what if you thought he was a big nerd and wanted to leave him? what if you hated how he dm’d (dungeon master)? well, it was too late now. you guys were on your way to jeongin’s apartment.

contray to heeseung’s overthinking, you were excited. you finally got to experience one of heeseung’s favorite pastimes. you didn’t really understand the whole thing, but you were open to it! you did some late-night research and built your own little character. she was an eladrin sage druid at level 6. heeseung made sure to let you know that you’d be thrown right into the middle of this campaign and that all the other characters were at level 6.

when you guys arrived at the door, jeongin threw it open and you were taken aback. he was in full costume, armor and all. apparently, jeongin was also taken aback. he didn’t think you were actually coming.

“oh! uh, welcome to my apartment, y/n!” he stepped aside to let you and heeseung in. inside, you saw unfamiliar faces who were also in costume. jeongin pulled heeseung aside and whispered. “i didn’t think you were serious when you said that y/n was coming! and where’s your costume?”

heeseung gave him an apologetic look. “dude, i’m sorry. you know i can’t say no to her. and i didn’t want to overwhelm her before we even left the apartment.”

jeongin sighed. “you better still dm the same with the voices and everything. and no preferential treatment!”

heeseung nodded and went to sit by you. you leaned into him and whispered. “i feel incredibly underdressed. did you know they were going to dress up?”

he rubbed the back of his neck. “we usually do for every session.”

you pouted and looked him up and down. “i would’ve tried dressing up too if i knew! where’s your costume?”

oh, how heeseung loved you. you didn’t even bat an eye that they were all losers that liked to play dress up on a weekly basis. you were just put out that you weren’t told.

“i didn’t wanna pressure you when it’s your first time,” heeseung said, patting your knee. usually, heeseung would kiss your pout away, but he was in a room full of friends who were very blatantly staring at you.

a throat cleared, drawing heeseung’s attention towards jeongin. in a (poor) scottish accent, jeongin said. “dungeon master, the fellowship awaits ye!”

heeseung nodded and pulled out his notes for the campaign. when you tried to peek, he immediately leaned away, keeping the notebook shut. “the people in the campaign can’t see this,” he said.

understanding, you stopped trying to look. you just pulled out your phone with your character sheet on it. jeongin paused in his seat. “oh, y/n, did you need to build your character first? we can wait for you,” jeongin said in his normal voice.

you shook your head and waved your phone. “i built one in d&d beyond! i came prepared, sort of?”

now, jeongin didn’t have much opinion on you other than that you were heeseung’s really hot girlfriend. but, after seeing how you tried to prepare, he could say that he liked you.

once everyone settled down, heeseung resumed the campaign. it amazed you how he was able to switch between all those voices, acting out the npcs of the quest. the way you were staring at him intently made heeseung unusually nervous.

whenever his eyes shifted over to you, his dialogue faltered for a sec before he continued. he interacted with the others of the campaign before coming to a point in the story where you could hop in. you put on a proper english accent, trying to sound as much like arwen from lord of the rings (you watched it countless times with heeseung). if no one else was in the room right now, heeseung would’ve died from your cuteness. a part of him was geeking out right now. his girlfriend, the love of his life, was playing d&d with him. what did he do in his past life to deserve this?

then came the fights. as he narrated, his friends rolled on their turns, fighting against the monsters that heeseung created. when it came to your turn, you looked a bit out of your depth. you were scrolling through moves in the d&d index to see which ones you could do. everyone was thankfully patient with you.

“i use a 3rd level spell slot and call upon lightning to strike the monster closest to jeongin?” you commanded unsurely.

heeseung leaned over, careful to not expose any notes. “baby, you’re gonna hit jeongin with that spell and you gotta reference his character, not him. that spell has a damage radius of 5 feet. the monster is only 3 feet away from him.”

you deflated as you scrolled through your list of spells. you turned your phone to heeseung, showing him the spell you wanted to use instead. “can i use flame arrows instead?”

heeseung could just die from how cute you were. he shook his head and scrolled through your list and clicked on wind wall. “you can use this one and surround the monster. it’ll take bludgeoning damage once the wall forms, regardless of his strength saving throw.”

you nodded and got back into character. you acted as if you were really putting a wind wall up and commanded more confidently. “i erect a wind wall around the monster and separate him from thralladin.”

heeseung got back to dm’ing and rolled his dice, falling short for a saving throw. he took note of the damage and continued everyone else’s turn. the night was fun! heeseung couldn’t believe how quickly you picked it up or how into it you were. at the end of the night, when everyone was leaving, jeongin pulled him aside again. “dude, y/n’s actually cool.”

pride swelled in heeseung’s chest. you managed to get the okay from his friend, not that it really affected how he felt for you. you two said your goodbyes to jeongin and walked home. you were filled with excitement for the next session. “what kind of clothes should i get for illanaria? i’m thinking white robes with some sheer drapes to add a bit of flair. i really need to study up on my spells so i don’t keep wasting time scrolling through the index. should i also get a notebook?”

just when heeseung didn’t think he could fall for you any harder, you proved him wrong.

loser!heeseung has met your parents, but in passing. however, today was a dinner meant to force—he means give a chance (don’t tell y/n he said that)—him to talk to your parents in length.

“don’t be nervous! my mom’s loved you since high school!”

ya, it’s not your mom he’s worried about. your dad on the other hand? what was he even going to talk about with him? football? heeseung could barely understand the sport. home improvement? he always needed your help to build ikea furniture. there wasn’t much he could do to gain some points with your dad. he just prayed that he wouldn’t hate him too much.

after 4 years (you recently celebrated your anniversary!) of being together, heeseung was finally going to talk to your dad. no more small talk while he waits for you to come down. he was actually going to have to make conversation with your father. if his phone didn’t tell him how cold it was, he’d think it was summer with how he was sweating.

the door swung open to reveal your mom, who looked as jovial and vibrant as ever. “kids! come in, come in. it’s freezing out there. that stupid global warming is really messing with the temperature.”

heeseung greeted her warmly, awkwardly accepting her bear hug while balancing the mac n’ cheese in his right hand. she pulled away and gasped. “you brought your famous mac n’ cheese! y/n’s been raving about this ever since she had it. i can’t wait to try it!”

when she rushed off to set it on the dinner table, your dad appeared with a dish towel thrown over his shoulder. he peered up at heeseung, since heeseung was slightly taller, and stared at him for a moment.

“so… you brought mac n’ cheese,” your dad said plainly.

heeseung laughed nervously. “i hope that’s okay?”

when your dad didn’t say anything for a second, you slapped his chest. “dad, stop intimidating him!”

your dad cracked a smile before ruffling your hair. ���alright, sweetheart.” he clapped heeseung on the back and grinned. “i love mac n’ cheese! dinner’s almost ready, so make yourself feel at home!”

wow, he was a lot less intimidating than heeseung remembered. he thought back to all those moments in high school and wondered if your dad was just pretending to be stoic. your dad guided him to the dinner table before entering the kitchen again. as he moved around, your mom leaned forward. “so, heeseung, when are you going to ask my daughter to marry you?”

you choked on your water, water spraying out of the side of your mouth. heeseung quickly offered you a napkin and patted you on the back. you wiped your mouth and glared at your mom. “mom, that is not one of the preapproved questions. actually, i explicitly said you and dad can’t bring up anything about marriage.”

your mom tsked and pouted. “honey, you’ve been dating for so long. it’s a natural question.”

before you could protest, your dad brought over the rack of lamb, fresh from the oven. he placed it in the center and took off his gloves, kissing the top of your head afterwards. “your mother is just excited to have a son-in-law that can cook. you talk about him all the time. sue her for being curious.”

you talked about him with your parents? you glared up at your dad. “we haven’t even talked about that yet. i wonder why? oh ya, because we’re still in college!”

your dad raised his arms in surrender. “hey, i asked your mom to marry me when we were 16.”

“to which i said no,” your mom playfully jabbed. “we were far too young.”

“we’re also too young,” you grumbled, leaning into heeseung’s side. he wrapped his arms around your shoulder. he hoped your parents didn’t look at him too closely. his blush was probably covering his whole face. he didn’t realize your parents were also high school sweethearts.

“you also rejected dad until you were in college, anyway,” you added, clasping your hand with heeseung’s. ah, so not high school sweethearts.

when your dad settled beside your mom, she patted him on the chest. “he wasn’t always the hunk you see now.”

“okay, that was gross. can we eat now?” you groaned. your dad started making a plate and handed it to your mom. heeseung should also probably do this for you. he pulled away from you and started making your plate, avoiding the deviled eggs and piling on the mac n’ cheese. when he placed it down in front of you, your dad raised his eyebrow. “you still avoiding deviled eggs?”

you brought your plate closer to you, waiting to eat until heeseung had his plate. you stuck your tongue out at your dad. “i don’t when hee makes them.”

your dad looked at heeseung with a surprised look. “you made her eat deviled eggs?”

“i just added miso and switched the regular mayo out for the japanese one,” heeseung sheepishly laughed. “she seemed to enjoy them.”

a boisterous laugh escaped your dad as he leaned his head back. when he caught his breath, he gave heeseung an approving nod. “good on you, man.”

the rest of the dinner went smoothly, and heeseung felt himself relaxing. your dad wasn’t nearly as intimidating as he thought. they easily bonded over cooking and how the women in their life shouldn’t have to lift their pretty little fingers if they didn’t want to. heeseung felt relieved. your dad seemed to like him, especially after you telling him how much heeseung takes care of you.

by the end of it, your dad was inviting him back over—without you. “you should come over and we can workshop a course menu for the girls.”

heeseung grinned, promising to come back soon. you said your goodbyes and drove home. on the drive, you kissed your intertwined hands. “thanks for doing that.”

heeseung shook his head. “it’s no problem. i’m glad i got to talk to your parents.”

“nothing to worry about, right? they really like you,” you teased. “they even want you to marry me so they can trap you forever.”

heeseung hummed. he’d gladly be “trapped” by your parents if it meant calling you his wife. should he go ring shopping? he didn’t have money for that right now. maybe once he gets his return offer. he could at least scroll on through websites.

“good thing i already do wanna marry you.”

disclaimer: this, in no way, reflects the idol. this is purely fiction. ✧ comments and reblogs are appreciated! ✧ give my other works a read too! you can now leave requests!

[nlovesbjh]

꒰ 마크 ꒱ ── cherry beer 𖥔 synopsis. . . mark would've never guessed that he'd spend his free time on some college party making out with a pretty girl

𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑑 마크 ／ reader ៸៸ college au suggestive ⟡ ⌢ . making out drinking mark loves ass now is playing! . . cherry bomb by nct 127

𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝒩. im so obsessed with mark the past week guys this is getting out of hand so i had to write it. also not proofread and everything is happening super fast in this im sorry lol

mark wasn't used to be in a place like this, he wasn't a party typa guy at all to say at least, but there he was. he could spend friday night to study and maybe produce something for his next class, but his friends wanted him to go to that frat party so bad, they were annoying him for the whole week. now he was sitting on the couch, his ears hurting from the shitty music those frat guys were playing, couple that sat right next to him were touching each other and he almost spilled his drink on him. fucking perfect.

"hey, why are you here?" donghyuck comes to him from behind, wrapping a hand around his friends shoulder. why the fuck is he asking that, he was literally the one who drugged him there and then left to go get drunk with some girls that won't even look ar him for once. mark was annoyed. he could be in his room, watching new episode of his favorite show, but no. it was all donghyuck and jisung's fault.

"because you left me to get some pussy?" mark rolled his eyes, running a hand through his hair when he stood up. he followed donghyuk even if he was mad at him, there was nothing else to do at that shitty party anyway.

"hold on a minute, you were the one who said you'd be somewhere in the house not wanting to talk to girls…"

"because they do not care about you or me. dude, you seriously think those girls, looking like they just came from 'mean girls' movie would care about you?" mark chuckles at his friend's naivety. that was just stupid of him thinking that they care. "have you seen how they were all over jeno? and now they're probably having a threesome or something.."

"gosh, why are you like that?"

"like what? not blind of someone's pretty facade that they built just to get rid of the nerds like us?" mark leaned back on the wall when they got outside, breathing deeply. fresh air helped him feel better, he wasn't feeling that bad now after he finally left that crowded room that smells like alcohol and sweat. nasty.

"you're too serious," donghyuck took a sip from his drink and waved him off before he walked away. mark saw jisung smoking at the backyard with some stoner guys from the campus he saw before a few times. obviously hyuck went there to get high like it would bring some fun into this event.

mark was staring at his phone, scrolling through his discord chat with other friends, seeing they were playing minecraft. he would play it too if he wasn't there. he couldn't leave this house without hyuck and jisung though, he wasn't a shitty friend after all. they were drunk and high and he didn't want anything to happen to them.

he didn't hear when the door opened and only when someone quite literally bumped into him and almost fell, he saw you. his phone almost slipped from his hand, but that didn't matter now. mark's hands quickly wrapped around your waist, holding you in place so you wouldn't fall on the ground. "yo, are you alright?"

"yeah, thanks." you nodded, looking up to see who saved you from falling. trying your best to get your hair out of your face, you saw mark. you knew him because you shared one class together when you both were on your freshman year, after that you were only looking at him from time to time at campus. or in cafeteria. or when he was ordering his coffee in the morning before classes at the same coffee shop you always went to. "im bad at drinking, had one fucking beer and can't stand straight already.."

"why did you drink then?" mark asked. his hands still were on your waist, holding you in place with a gentle grip. he looked at you, searching your face and eyes, something about you were super familiar but he couldn't quite understand what. like he saw you somewhere before. and you were pretty. mark's gaze dropped to your lips, lip gloss looked so shiny he was wondering how'd it taste and how'd your lips look all swollen and messy… what the hell? why was he thinking with his dick right now, that's not mark lee. something about you just brought this side of him out and he couldn't help it. so stupid.

"because this party is fucking boring!" you rolled your eyes as you heard mark's question. in all honesty you came to this party to have fun and relax after a stressful week of studies and maybe hookup with someone, but music was shitty, guys were ugly and your friends decided to get high for some reason and you weren't feeling like it. you drank one cherry flavored beer and since you're not good with alcohol, it was enough for you to go outside to get some fresh air before you could've done or said anything weird that you'd regret later. "aren't you bored, mark? that's why you're outside, yeah?"

"how do you know my name?" mark's eyes widened slightly, now he tried so hard to remember where he could possibly see you that you even know his name. you. hot girl in those fucking jeans that were hugging your ass perfectly and low cut top, he felt like he was in some teenage movie where a popular cheerleader girl allowed a nerd like him to touch her and there'd be happy ending where they ended up together or something. some stupid shit his cousin would probably watch.

"we had art class together a few years ago, you sat right infront of me and i couldn't see half of the desk because of your big head," you explained, standing straight and making sure your hair and outfit looked presentable. even though you weren't about to fall anymore, you didn't want to escape from mark's grip on your waist. you didn't want him to let go either, it also seemed like he forgot that he was touching you.

"oh! sorry dude, my bad.. um," he finally let go of your waist, making you pout slightly which he didn't notice. his hand comes to the back of his neck as he rubs it awkwardly. "how'd you still remember me?"

"can't say i didn't like that big head of yours covering the view, so i asked your friend… ugh, what's his name?" you genuinely couldn't remember the name of the guy that you asked for mark's name. he looked like he was about to cry back then when you came up to him. "the emo looking kid."

"jisung."

"i guess? whatever. i asked him for your name, poor boy looked like he was about to piss himself." you both chuckle.

"wait, you asked for my name? why?"

"you're cute," you shrugged, looking up at him. the distance between you two was small, you could smell the mix of perfume and alcohol coming from him, his hair looked soft and the only thing you wanted to do right now was run your hands through it while you kiss him, leaving him all breathless and shy. "the reason why i haven't talked to you since then is because i thought you were too busy studying.."

"too busy for what?" mark interrupted you, his cheeks now flashed slight red as he noticed your gaze on him. and when you called him cute.. he just had to believe you, there was no sign that you were lying or anything like that, he thought you'd never make fun of him too. just felt right.

"dating? fucking? not sure."

"you wanted to fuck me?!" mark was shocked, he almost yelled so you had to cover his mouth with your hand to shut him up so nobody would look at you two.

"shut up, idiot. gosh, why are you so pathetic, that's hot.." you truly didn't mean for the second sentence to come out of your mouth, but by the look in mark's eyes you could tell he was more shocked and confused now. you put your hand down, clearing your throat as you looked away. "still do, by the way."

"what?"

"still wanna fuck you, mark."

oh, he wasn't expecting that. what was he supposed to do? or say? maybe he just needs to shut up and stay there quietly and wait before you say something? there was a lot of thoughts in his head, gaze flicking from your face to your boobs. yeah, he was still thinking with his dick.

"wanna make out?"

"what?!"

"are you deaf or something?" you rolled your eyes at him once again, turning your head to look at him and wait for his answer. yeah, you liked mark. he was cute, awkward and oh damn you loved nerds and he was the hot one, obviously you wanted to make out because you were at this party for that at the first place. and you were a little drunk, so why not? "if you won't answer i'll just kiss you.."

"i want to," mark swallowed hard, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before looking down at you. "what do i do?"

"oh my god, mark! have you ever kissed a girl in your life?" one of your hands wrapped around his shoulder while other comes to the back of his neck to bring his face closer to yours. you couldn't wait, your mouth quickly covering his, tasting a strong taste of beer on his lips. mark closed his eyes, standing there and letting you do all the work. he didn't even know where to put his hands, honestly. he was afraid you wouldn't like him touching you even though you two were kissing. and he still couldn't remember your name. fuck.

you pulled away, taking a breath before smiling at him. your smile was so pretty, mark could've sworn he almost faint. "you can touch me, i can tell you want to touch my ass."

"are you s-serious?"

"cute." was the only thing you've said when you pulled him for another kiss. the hand on his shoulder slipped down his arm and you brought his hand to your ass, mark's eyes widened and he almost moaned into the kiss, opening his mouth slightly more so you could slide your tongue inside. the wet sound of your messy kiss was making mark's head spin, his other hand moving up to your waist as he pressed his back to the house's wall. the contrast between your hot body, warm lips against his and the coldness against his back was definitely doing something to him.

mark felt kinda bad though. he liked kissing you, liked knowing that you were attracted to him, who wouldn't be happy if they were him? you — pretty girl from his university, hot as fuck as we speak, were attracted to some nerd like him? what a fucking win. he loved touching your ass too, it just felt right. so soft comparing to the rough fabric of your jeans, fits perfectly in his hand. but he still couldn't remember your name. he didn't want to become one of those jerks who's fucking a cute girl without even knowing her name and then leaving. yeah, you two weren't even fucking, but kissing you was nice and he liked that cherry beer flavor on your tongue when you licked his lower lip. so fucking hot.

he couldn't believe a girl like you could possibly like someone like him and that was one of the reasons why he didn't want to let go without remembering who you were. he wanted to take on a date? yeah. date you? maybe. damn, he doesn't even know you, but for him that was literally the last thing that matters right now. your lips were soft, the way your hands run through his hair and pulled them slightly… oh shit. when he felt your lips on his neck, teeth rubbing his gentle skin slightly as you pressed more kisses down his neck, mark was gone. down bad. in that moment he was pretty sure he wanted you all to himself and that right now he was the luckiest man alive.

"what's your name?" he choked out between kisses you shared, eyes still closed and his hand still squeezing your ass. you chuckled, finding his behavior adorable.

"y/n."

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[ilydeku]

Hello!! Before I start, I just want to say that your green profile aesthetic is so prettyyy😭😭😭 it honestly reminds me of Pinterest idk. Can I request IT!girl!reader dating middle school Izuku? (im just in love w loser bf x drop dead gorg reader!)

tysm anonnie !!❤️❤️

im not sure if i did this right, but here u go 😭💕

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you, an IT girl, dating izuku in middle school

- now this is quite the unexpectation

- what were you doing with the quirkless loser, Deku??

- you, so full of confidence with the way you carried yourself, loads of friends, grades of flying colors, beauty unmatched, a strong quirk. the list goes on

- him? the only thing remarkable is probably his will to keep going. just a quirkless outcast, a shameless nerd with unreachable dreams

- LITERALLY THIS LMFAOO:

- so why? it came as a GREAT surprise to see a post of you and Deku hanging out at a kitty cafe on insta. was it a dare? a prank? like ts gotta be some typa joke right

- WRONGG.

- they're merely scratching the surface, a surface that's not at all what it seems

- he's a really sweet boy, completely taken advantage of because of his meekness

- despite being quirkless, he was the realest person you've encountered in the school: observant, hard working, respectful. it's not like a quirk defines you anyway

- it's so embarrassing watching a classmate with the most ugly, useless, atrocious quirk you've ever witnessed poke fun at Deku

- like oh my GOSH dude they get humbled QUICK after you mention that you'd rather be quirkless

- like atp that ain't a quirk that's a disability 💀—not to be mean, but to make a point that Deku is just as capable of becoming a hero as anyone else

- going to school dances with Deku would be a lot more enjoyable if it weren't for those meddling whispers about you two. he often gets pushed to the sidelines 'cause you get swarmed by your friends and bombarded with questions :(

- but in the end, you came with him and mattered the most to him.

- he gets so nervous when he's around you, help him, he can't even look at you

- not in offense or anything. you make him feel all warm and fuzzy inside, and he can't help but feel enveloped by your presence

- you're this beautiful ray of light and he's kinda just..the shadow that follows after

"Izuku...Izuku did I do something wrong?"

"What? N-No! Of course not!"

"Then why aren't you looking at me?"

"Because you're—you're really pretty..."

"Pfft. You're really pretty too."

- Deku doesn't really initiate anything, thinking it'd be too lame or uncomfortable for you :( and if he does, he'll hesitate and drawback any ideas aforethought

- he follows you like a little puppy, always at your disposal

- he knows NOTHING about dating, only the note of going to amusements parks and sharing a sweet treat

- his confidence dwindles :( maybe he could learn a thing or two from you? <3

- when i tell you he was absolutley shocked when you confessed to him. his immediate reaction was playing it off as a joke

Wh..What? Oh...very funny, y/n...Huh..? YOU'RE SERIOUSOWUEIDEGHD!?!?

- he ALWAYS questions your feelings towards him—why me of all others? but i'm just a regular boy and you're..you? (gorgeous, pretty, beautiful, super cool, whole hearted, sweet...)

- and you can reassure everytime—because you're you and i like you!! a one of a kind.

- Deku doesn't have much to give to you, but he does have a big heart and alotta love

- maybe he is a loser, but he's your loser, and you wouldn't have him any other way

[hayleythesugarbowl]

hello! I've been seeing a lot of smosh vidcon content lately as well as rewatching shayne guesses and it made me brainstorm a bit!

How about a Spencer x reader where he freaks out about his favorite creator being at vidcon (the reader obvi) and the other cast members trying so hard to get them to meet and they hit it off? *you know Kiana would be allll over helping a bestie out lol*

or maybe even the same kind of thing but instead of meeting, reader is one of Spencer's fav youtubers in Shayne's guessing favorite youtubers video? Shayne immediately knows it's spencer and kind of outs his crush! reader is a big fan of smosh so she sees the video and it goes from there!

absolutely adore your work and keep it up queen! 🫶

See You Online || Spencer Agnew x reader

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summary: when you see a smosh video of spencer saying you’re one of his favorite youtubers, you begin to interact online. then, when you both attend vidcon (and spencer’s friends convince him to talk to you) you hit it off

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warnings: mild language

a/n: hey darling! so i kind of went with both of these ideas and i hope you like what i did 🤭 i included some fake insta/yt in this because it fit so this is partially a social media au. fem!reader. enjoy!!

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     “Well, this is obviously Spencer.”

     Shayne tapped his pen against the desk as he looked at the screen in front of him.

     Three YouTuber names had appeared next to him for the viewers to see. 

     “What makes it me?” Spencer’s teasing voice came from off camera. 

     “C’mon,” Shayne said. “We got Retro Game Corp, MandaloreGaming, and (Y/n) (Y/l/n).”

     He continued. “Everyone knows you love retro shit. MandaloreGaming sounds like just the kind of nerd thing you’d be into. And (Y/n)—that one’s just self explanatory. I mean, Spencer’s obsessed with (Y/n). Ask anyone in the office.”

     “Ok woah,” Spencer piped in again. “I don’t know about obsessed.”

     “Dude, you just told me yesterday that you watched her videos until two in the morning the night before,” Shayne addressed him.

      Then he faced back to the screen, to the viewers. “Spencer’s got a little bit of a crush on (Y/n). It’s uh, it’s honestly adorable.”

      A woman’s muffled voice came from offscreen. 

     Shayne laughed. “Kiana said Spencer would have (Y/n)’s babies.”

     “Dude!” Spencer yelled at Kiana offscreen. “What if she sees this!”

     “There’s no way,” Shayne laughed. “There’s no way any of the YouTubers from this video are seeing this.”

      “Imagine,” Spencer joked. “I’m like, ‘hey (Y/n), hit me up’, and then she sees this, bro.”

      “Hey,” Shayne raised his eyebrows. “You never know. I mean, I married a YouTuber.”

      “Just an excuse to bring up Courtney,” Spencer coughed.

      “Anyway,” Shayne put his hands on the table in front of him. “We’re getting a little off track here. We’ve established Spencer’s in love with (Y/n). Now—do I even have to guess?—show me Spencer!”

      He pointed to the side as an imagine of Spencer popped up on the screen. 

      “Well, thanks for that easy round,” Shayne joked. “Now, let’s see the next set of YouTubers…”

     And that was where you stopped watching the video every time. You’d seen the whole of Shayne Guesses Favorite YouTubers before, but when you went back to rewatch it, it was always this clip.

     You’d been sent this specific clip by hundreds of people. Your followers and subscribers on all different platforms. The comments ranged from ‘oh my gosh look at this’ to ‘you have to see this smosh video’ to ‘petition to get Spencer and (Y/n) to go out’.

     What they didn’t know, was that you’d seen it long before they began tagging you in it.

     You were a huge Smosh fan, and had been for years. Imagine your shock when you yourself were named in one of their videos. 

     You’d only been a creator for a little over a year now, but you’d quickly gained a following and were becoming more and more popular online. It still all felt so surreal, and seeing yourself named as someone’s favorite YouTuber—especially on one of your favorite channels—felt like a huge moment.

      That, and you were flattered by Shayne’s comments about Spencer. You thought it was sweet that he enjoyed your content and—you couldn’t stop the blush from spreading to your cheeks—you. 

      That was what prompted you to leave a comment under the video—a comment which Spencer responded to.

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yourusername ✓: does this count as being in the youtuber and the celeb crush vid?

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mya_sol: how many times have you watched 8:04? me: yes

yourfavoritepizzaplace: ‘spencer would have (y/n)’s babies’ KIANA THATS WILDDDD 💀

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    And from there, you began interacting. Leaving comments and likes on each other’s videos and instagram posts. Leaving fans to obsess over your every interaction, to make compilations, to wonder if you were dating.

     Because you’d be lying if you said you didn’t read most of the comments about you two. 

    You enjoyed your little online back-and-forth. You’d known who Spencer was before the Shayne Guesses video had come out. Watching Smosh on-and-off for years, you’d seen him in multiple videos.

     It still felt so unreal for him to know who you were—not only know who you were but like your videos.

     And now look at you, messaging him and liking his posts like you were old friends. Spencer pretty much liked and commented on every one of your feeds or stories or uploads.

     After your original comment on the Smosh video, things just…took off. You didn’t really know how it started, one comment led to another, and suddenly it was like you had always congratulated each other and left witty comments on each other’s pages. 

     You smiled as you stared at the screen of your phone, looking over your’s and Spencer’s latest interaction. You couldn’t deny that he was really cute. You’d always thought so. 

     You thought of Shayne saying that Spencer had a crush on you and you felt your smile grow bigger.

     Your empty suitcase caught your eye as you looked up, sitting on your bed and reminding you that you still had to pack.

     You set your phone down. Fangirling over Spencer could wait. You still had yet to pack for your flight that that was in two days, and you didn’t want to leave it ‘till the last minute—or, more last minute than it already was.  

     You had been lucky enough to be invited to VidCon this year, and you were thrilled about getting to go as a creator and meet other artists who had inspired you. You were less thrilled about the packing.

      You stood up and walked towards your closet, starting to decide which outfits you wanted to bring, daydreaming about what VidCon would be like. All while thinking about Spencer.

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VidCon was amazing. 

      Today was the first day, and you couldn’t wait for all the festive still to come. You had already seen so many cool presentations and been a part of so many workshops and met so many interesting people. 

      And now, as you stood at the table set aside for you, staring at the slowing line of people still waiting to meet you, you thought that this was definitely your favorite part.

     You’d gotten to talk to people who watched your channel and hear how your content had impacted their lives or inspired them to create. It really made it all feel worth it. It made you love your job and all of the opportunities it had given you.

     You’d been here for nearly two hours already, and still there were a few more fans waiting to speak with you and get a picture.  

     You smiled to yourself as the last of the people filed through, letting the momentary silence wash over you. You had just picked up your phone to take a quick selfie for a later post, when you heard a commotion to your left.

     You turned to the source of the noise and had to do a double take when you saw the entire cast of Smosh at a setup similar to yours, having their own meet and greet.

     You didn’t know why in all of your thinking about Spencer you hadn’t assumed that Smosh would be at VidCon. It seemed obvious now. They were YouTubers, weren’t they?

     Speaking of Spencer, you saw him talking to Courtney and your heart did a little flip in your chest. After interacting with him online these past few weeks, and watching his channel for these past few years, it seemed crazy to see him in person. 

     As if sensing your presence, he looked your way and you turned away in time so it didn’t look like you’d been staring. You didn’t think he’d caught you watching him. 

     “Wait? Spencer, is that (Y/n) (Y/l/n)?” Courtney’s voice carried over the several feet that separated you.

     “Oh, is it? I hadn’t noticed,” you heard him say sarcastically, even though your back was turned to him. You stepped a little bit closer to their location, pretending to be fixing something on your lanyard.

     “Dude, you have to go talk to her,” you heard a male voice—Shayne? You didn’t dare turn around—say.

     “No way man,” Spencer answered, “What would I even say?”

     “You’ve been commenting on each other’s instagrams for like a month, you’ll think of something,” Courtney said.

     “Yeah, but that’s different. This would be, like, a real conversation,” he answered. “I don’t actually know her. What if she thinks I’m just some creepy fan, and it’s like bro back off.”

     You bit your lip, stifling a giggle. Oh, what he didn’t know.

     Then the music in the venue picked up and you couldn’t hear their conversation for nearly a minute. You walked a few feet back over to your table, picking up and looking at a few of the gifts fans had given you, finding a new way to look busy. This went on for another minute before you heard a new voice say,

     “What’s this about Spence and (Y/n) (Y/l/n)?”

     “Just that Spencer’s going to go up to her,” Courtney announced. 

     “I’ll get the popcorn,” the voice said. 

     “No, Kiana,” you heard Spencer say. “That’s not what’s happening.”

     “You’ll regret if forever if you don’t go talk to (Y/n),” The voice—Kiana—stated. 

     “No way. That’d be like if I asked you to just ‘go up and talk to’ Darren Chris,” Spencer said

     “My favorite white guy,” Kiana joked.

     “Hey bro, I thought we established that was me!” Spencer said in outrage. 

     “You will be if you go and talk to (Y/n),” she finished. 

     “I will not be manipulated,” you heard him say, and you stifled another chuckle. 

     “No, but you will be shoved,” Kiana said.

     “Wait what?” Spencer got out, before you heard a scuffing sound.

     You turned around just as Kiana pushed Spencer and suddenly he was right before you. 

     “Hey,” he said, looking uncomfortable, shooting a glare behind him at Kiana. “I heard there was a meet and greet?”

     You smiled. “You just missed it, actually.” 

     “Damn, next year then,” he said.

     “I suppose I could make an exception,” you teased. “I wouldn’t want to be the one to take away anyone’s Favorite White Guy title.”

     Spencer winced. “How much of that conversation did you hear?”

     “What conversation?” You winked at him. 

     “I can’t remember,” Spencer said, smiling as he rubbed a hand along the side of his face.

     You were both silent for a moment.

     “So,” Spencer started, breaking it. “I would tell you that I love watching your content—until a very reasonable hour of the night, might I add—but you kind of already know that. And I bet you’ve already been told that by hundreds of people today.”

     “Not by anyone nearly as cute though,” you replied, before leaning in to mock-whisper. “And I don’t mind hearing it again.”

     “Also,” you continued. “I could say the same to you. I love Smosh—I’ve watched your channel for years. You guys are all so talented.”

     “Really? No way,” Spencer smiled. “You watch Smosh?”

     “Really,” you smiled back. “I did know who you were before the Shayne Guesses video, you know.”

     “Don’t remind me,” Spencer said, shaking his head.

     “I thought it was sweet,” you told him, laughing. “And if that video had never happened, we wouldn’t be here right now.”

     “Or at Buca Di Beppo tonight at 8?” Spencer said, with trepidation.

     “Or that,” you agreed, nodding. “Are you asking me out on a date, Spencer Agnew?” 

     You felt a blush creeping up your cheeks. 

     “I guess I am,” he said. “Unless you’re going to slap me, in which case no.”

     “Only if the date goes badly,” you teased. “And if you don’t make 100,000 more accounts to subscribe to my channel with.”

     Spencer grinned. “Done. And I can introduce you to the rest of the gang.”

     “Are they good with me crashing your guys’ dinner?” You asked. You couldn’t believe you were going to meet the members of Smosh.

     You couldn’t believe you were going on a date with Spencer. 

     “Oh, they already know about it. They’re listening to every word of our conversation right now.” Spencer pointed a thumb behind him and you looked over his shoulder to see all of the Smosh cast watching you.

     They all waved at you.

     “Hey girl hey!” Kiana called to you, smirking at Spencer. 

     You waved back at them, grinning. 

     “Well, I don’t want to keep you from meet-and-greet-ing any longer,” you said, turning back to Spencer.

     “Isn’t that what we’re doing right now?” Spencer joked, gesturing between the two of you.

     “Doesn’t count,” you said back. “Technically we’ve already met on the internet.”

     “Yeah, well, you’re much prettier in person,” Spencer said, as he backed up towards the rest of the Smosh cast.

     “Well then,” you said, only a little bit breathless. “I guess I’ll see you tonight.”

     “Unless I see you on the internet first,” Spencer said, turning around and walking away. 

     You couldn’t wait. Not only did you have your date with Spencer to look forward to, you also had the rest of VidCon to get to know Spencer better and hopefully hang out with him before all this was over. 

     You turned to leave as well, walking in the opposite direction of Spencer as you tried to think where you had to be next. It was hard to focus when all your thoughts were occupied by something else. Someone else.

     You were almost out of earshot when you heard Kiana’s voice, carrying over the crowds of people.

     “Get over here, loser. I’ll take my thanks in the form of cash and/or worsted weight yarn.”

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[enhas-pov]

mean girl & the nerd

summary: everyone knows reader as the popular mean girl. she’s always seen making fun of people with her friends (aka minions) but someone who she loves making fun of in particular is choi soobin, the shy nerdy (rumored to be a perv) guy.

warnings: bullying(?), smoking, making out, teasing, smut, unprotected sex, cockwarming, slut shaming, reader is older than soobin, usage of “noona”

word count: 4.8k

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gosh i wonder how long this teacher could go on for. i’m sat in math class (the worst subject ever) next to my best friend, karina. i’m not paying any attention to what the teacher is saying and neither is she. she’s too busy fixing up her makeup while i’m sat here slowly dying of boredom. i was about to ask for permission to go to the bathroom so i could smoke, but that was before i realized that choi soobin was sat right in front of me.

of course he was paying attention to the teacher and writing down notes, fucking nerd. i rip a piece of paper out of my notebook and grab my pen. i write down a simple “meet me in the bathroom” before curling up the paper in my hands and throwing it at the back of his head. he brings his hand up to the back of his head before turning around in his chair to face me. his hair is hanging over his face, and he’s wearing those cute black glasses that i seem to like so much on him. i give him a small smile and wave at him before pointing at the piece of paper i threw at him. “open it” i mouth, and in return i get a confused bunny look from him.

i’m not gonna lie, i pick on soobin a lot. why? i think he’s kinda cute. he can be annoying sometimes in class when he’s being all smart and shit, but besides that he’s got a pretty face and a nice body. i’m actually kinda shocked he’s a loner that gets absolutely zero attention from any girl. maybe he really is a pervert after all, that’s what everyone says about him.

i raise my hand in the air as soobin is opening the note. “may i go to the bathroom, miss?” once i got the teacher’s permission to leave the classroom, i get up from my seat. walking away, i can feel soobin’s eyes on me. i know he’s gonna follow me, he always does, and i can’t help but to like the way he follows me around like a lost puppy.

i lean against the sink to the girls bathroom as i inhale the smoke from the cigarette that’s in between my lips. i turn my head to the side when i hear the door opening, revealing soobin who’s walking in looking all shy and nervous. “choi soobin? what are you doing in the girls bathroom?” i throw a bit of sarcasm at him since i love the reactions i always get from him. “i- the note..” he stutters while his eyes are looking down at his feet. “why do people call you a pervert? hm?” i ask, watching him shrug his shoulders. i put my cigarette out before walking over to him and grabbing him by his collar earning a shocked reaction from him. i drag him to one of the stalls before throwing him in and locking the door behind us.

“i think i know why” i push him up against the wall making him whimper as he squeezed his eyes shut. “you’re not gonna look at me? how disrespectful..” i scoff, bringing my hands up his chest. i couldn’t help but smile when i felt his body shiver at the touch of my hands. i looked up at him to see that his eyes were open, all though he wasn’t looking at my face.

i remove one my hands from his chest to grab his. he furrows his eyebrows when i help move his hands up to my chest, placing each hand on each one of my boobs. “play with them” i say which finally made him look down at me. “w-what?” his eyes widened at my words, his glasses falling down to the tip of his nose. “i didn’t wear a bra today, you know why?” i ask, cocking my head at him. he shook his head, his hands that were placed on my boobs were slightly shaking, i could tell he had no idea what to do or how to play with them.

i stand up on my tiptoes to reach his level, leaning in so that my lips were brushing against his ear lobe. soobin was also incredibly tall which made him a lot more attractive. “for you” i whispered against his ear. “i didn’t wear a bra for you today, bunny” when i felt his shaky breath against my neck, it sent a shiver down my spine which had never happened to me before. whenever i would tease soobin, it’d never affect me. why was it now so suddenly?

his hands that were completely frozen and placed on my boobs were now slowly moving. i moaned in his ear on purpose when his thumbs brushed against my nipples, and i was kinda surprised when i earned a moan back from him. i leaned away from his ear to look him in his eyes, but he quickly looked up at the ceiling. “do i make you nervous?” i ask, bringing my hands up to cup his face. he bit down on his lip to muffle his moans while his hands started squeezing my breasts and moving them around in a circular motion. i let out a sigh, my hand traveling down from his face all the way down to his hardened bulge. he let out a gasp when my hand brushed against his member. “i asked you a question, bunny. do i make you nervous?” i look up at him with my doe eyes, finally making eye contact with him when he decides to look down at me.

“y-yes, noona” he stutters once again. he’s so cute when he calls me noona. “you’re really cute.. you know?” i slowly start palming his bulge through his school uniform, his mouth hanging open while he throws his head back against the wall. the grip he still has on my breasts tightens the more i rub him. “do you want more?” i ask him, leaning towards his face so that our lips are almost touching. “mhm!” he whimpers, attempting to kiss me before i pull back, but not too far so that we’re still close enough.

“do you want to feel more of me? or do you want me to feel more of you?” i place a small kiss on the corner of his lips before kissing a trail from his ear, below his his jawline and down to his neck. i felt him leaning into me and the kisses i was giving him, like he wanted more. “both.. b-both. i want both! noona, please..” i smiled against his neck when he started begged and crying while being a moaning mess. it was humiliating if i’m gonna be honest, but i enjoyed every bit of it. out of nowhere he pinched both of my nipples making me moan along with him.

“shit..” i curse under my breath. what was he doing to me? i take a few steps back, completely pulling myself away from him, leaving him confused and wanting more. “why’d you stop..?” he asked, panting while his chest rose up and down at a quick pace. “it’s lunch and i’m hungry. see you later, bunny” i smile at him before unlocking the door to the bathroom stall and walking away.

“i don’t get it..” karina says, looking down at the sheet of paper in front of her. we took a math test not that long ago, and while i was busy in the bathroom with soobin, everyone got their results in. “no way you got 30%” wonyoung laughs, waving her test that says “85%” in front of karina’s face. “shut up.. it was difficult” karina mumbles. “no it wasn’t. you’re just a bimbo” i say, playing around with my food that looks very unappetizing. “you guys are mean-“

“hey, look” wonyoung cuts karina off, pointing at a guy who’s sat alone at one of the lunch tables. “soobin is such a loser” karina laughs at him. “at least he’s smart” i hear karina gasp and wonyoung laugh before i get up from my seat, “come on” i order them. walking over to soobin who’s sat alone along with my friends, i sit down on top of the table in front of him, karina takes a seat right next to him and wonyoung is stood behind him. (basically caging him in) he looks up from his food, looking around at the three of us stood around him. he paused, not knowing what to do while having that cute confused look on his face.

“enjoying your lunch?” wonyoung asks him, placing her hand on his shoulder. “what do you look like without these” karina brought her hands up to his face and took his glasses off. he tried to grab them from her, but she was quick to pull away while laughing at him. he lowered his head looking real embarrassed and i couldn’t help but to feel kinda pissed off. watching my friends make fun of him, it made me feel kinda.. jealous? i don’t know why. it’s okay if i make fun of him since that’s just different, but i didn’t like how they were the ones bothering him.

i reached my hand out, grabbing soobin’s glasses out of karina’s hands. i grabbed soobin by his chin, tilting his head up so he’d look at me. i placed his glasses back on his face and felt my heart skip a beat when he gave me a small smile. i could feel karina and wonyoung’s eyes on me, like i was being judged by them but i couldn’t care less. “___?” i looked up at wonyoung who called my name, realizing soobin and i had been looking at each other for a long second. “yeah, whatever. let’s go” i get off the table, giving soobin a quick look who still hasn’t taken his eyes off me. “but, what about-“ “are you fucking dense? i said let’s go” i curse at karina who instantly got up from the chair she was sat in, following me out of the cafeteria along with wonyoung.

“fuck me..” i whisper to myself, looking down at my test score that says “40%” how did i score so low? i was so confident i did good. “who’s the bimbo now?” karina laughs, all though her smile drops when i throw her a glare. “jeez..” she mumbles. “___ and karina, i suggest you get yourselves a tutor unless you want to fail” fail? i can’t fail. “i can tutor them” i hear wonyoung say from across the classroom. “that would be great-“

“actually, miss. soobin offered to tutor me already, is that okay?” soobin turned around quietly looking at me more dazed than ever. of course he didn’t offer to tutor me, but i wanted to spend more time with him alone. “of course. i think that would help you a lot since soobin scored 100%. right, soobin?” the teacher asks, looking over at soobin who doesn’t know what to say. “y-yes, miss” he stutters. i love how he never says no to me, it makes me want him even more. “okay everyone that’s it for today, i’ll see you all on monday”

once the teacher and most of the students had left the classroom, i got up from my chair and walked over to soobin who was packing all of his stuff up. “my place?” i ask, tilting my head at him. he looks up at me and slightly nods, it was obvious he was nervous about coming over to my place. “i’ll see you then, bunny” i look around to make sure no one was looking before giving him a quick kiss on his cheek. i giggled a bit when he looked away fast, covering his face when his cheeks turned red.

i looked at myself in the mirror, eyeing my own body in probably the most sluttiest pajamas ever. did i wear them on purpose because soobin is coming over to tutor me? of course not. my ass and tits were practically hanging out while my whole stomach was revealed. if my strict ass parents were home they’d kill me for being in my “underwear”.

i tried to hide back a smile when i heard the door bell ringing. i quickly left my room and made my way down the stairs, rushing over to the front door. i opened the door to reveal a unexpectedly hot soobin. he was wearing grey sweatpants and a plain white t-shirt that stuck to his torso. what the fuck? i was the one who was supposed to be seducing him. but instead i’m the one who’s drooling over him. well, kinda..

soobin was definitely drooling over me as well. don’t think i missed the way his eyes instantly dropped down to my tits the second i opened the door. he was just stood there looking hotter than ever, holding his books and wearing his cute glasses while staring at my tits. “are you just gonna stand there?” i ask him, slightly moving to the side so he could make his way inside. “r-right. sorry” after he walked past me, i shut the door behind me and grabbed him by his bicep which took him off guard. i walked him towards the stairs and lead him up to my room.

“are your parents not here?” he asked, sitting down on my bed right next to me. “nope. they’re always on work trips and stuff, but i’m glad they’re not here” i placed my hand on his thigh dangerously close to his bulge. he nervously looked down at my hand before clearing his throat. “y-you’re struggling with math.. right?”

“uhuh. math sucks” i removed my hand from his thigh and leaned back against my pillows. my only view now was his back. “i think math is fun” he said, looking through the books he had brought with him. “that’s because you’re a nerd, choi soobin” he didn’t say anything back to me, like he was embarrassed of being a nerd or something. “don’t worry about it. i like that about you” i said, moving closer to his back that was facing me. i placed my hand on his bicep before placing my chin on his shoulder, looking down at the books along with him.

the second he felt my touch, he stopped turning the pages when his hand paused. i heard his breath hitch, and he swallowed nervously when my hand started tracing up and down his bicep. i used my other hand to point at something random in the book, “what does that mean?” i ask, turning my head slightly to look at him. “i-it’s.. uhm-“ i had leaned in closer and placed a soft kiss on his neck, stopping him from answering any kind of question i ask him. he get’s way too nervous and shy, it’s cute. “it’s what?” i question, watching his lips tremble slightly at my touch. “to find the critical points, you need to compute the first derivative of ( P(x) ). P’(x) equals \frac{d}{dx}(2x^3 minus 6x^2 plus 4x minus 12-“

what the fuck was he on about? i definitely needed an explanation for the explanation, but i had a better idea in mind. “bunny..” i said, reaching my hand out to close the book that was in front of him. “y-yeah?” he turned his head to meet my mine that was resting on his shoulder. i looked him in his eyes before leaning in slowly, placing a kiss on his lips. soobin didn’t kiss me back right away and i could tell it was because he was in disbelief. i pulled away before he could even get the chance to react. i watched him open his eyes that he shut closed when i had kissed him. now he wouldn’t take his eyes off mine, and i couldn’t bother to tear mine off his either. i could feel my heart beating faster the longer we maintained eye contact.

i broke the eye contact by turning my attention to the books again. i brought my hand out, using it to push the books to the side causing them to fall off my bed. his eyes followed my every move when i moved around him, so instead of sitting behind him—i was now sat in front of him. facing each other, i moved in closer and sat myself down on his lap.

“i think.. maybe we should study later?” i tilted my head a little, tracing my fingers up and down his chest. i tried not to show a stunned reaction when i felt his literally—hard rock abs against the tip of my fingers. “i-i don’t understand.. i thought i was here for- to tutor you..?” i held back a smile when he struggled to get his words out. fuck, it actually turned me on at how nervous i made him. “you are. we’re simply just taking a break” my hand travelled down to the hem of his t-shirt before going underneath it, placing my whole hand on his abs.

his breath hitched when my cold hand touched his stomach. “b-but we barley even started..”that didn’t stop him from placing both his hands on my hips, pulling me in closer to him if that was even possible. “i know, bunny. but i’ve been waiting for this for so long. need you..” i swear i almost choked on my own words when his hands moved down to grip my ass harshly. “need you t-too..” he mumbled, shyly hiding his face in my neck. holy shit. “mmm.. do you now?” i began slowly grinding myself down on his bulge that was already hardened the second he had stepped into my house. “f-fuck.. yes, noona” he moaned quietly against my neck. soobin cursing was not something you’d hear often, it was kinda hot.

he let out a whine when i suddenly stopped my movements. i pulled away slightly, bringing my hands down to the waistband of his sweatpants before pulling it down far enough so that his dick sprang free. oh, soobin was huge. i knew he was big when i felt him through his pants, but i did not expect him to be this fucking big.. his tip was touching his stomach, red and angry leaking with pre-cum. i looked up at him to see him with his head thrown back while trying his best not to make a sound. if i’m gonna be honest, i was confident when grinding myself down on him, but now i’m kinda nervous.. i don’t think i’m gonna be able to take him.

“binnie.. why didn’t you tell me you were this big?” i pout, watching him throw me a quick glance before turning his head to the side. was he embarrassed of how big he was? “i-i’m sorry..” he murmured before squeezing his eyes shut to avoid any and all eye contact with me. “please look at me” i placed my hand on his chin, moving his head towards mine so he’d face me. he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze instantly meeting mine. “i don’t know if i’ll be able to take you-“

“please! i-i’ll make you feel good.. i promise! i need to be inside you, noona. p-please?” i was stunned at how desperate he was. so desperate he cut me off so he could beg and cry for his dick to be inside of me. “okay my bunny. i trust you’ll make me feel good” he nodded repeatedly while his eyes followed my hand that went down to his cock. i gave him a few strokes, listening to his whiny voice that was craving for my pussy. i used my other hand to pull my shorts along with my panties to the side, lining his dick up against my entrance. i took a deep breath, preparing myself for the amount of pain i was about to feel right now. don’t get me wrong, i was incredibly wet for soobin right now but it was obviously still gonna hurt, considering i hadn’t even prepped myself for his giant cock.

i let out a yelp the second his tip entered me. yes, just his tip.. soobin on the other hand was groaning while his hands gripped tightly at my ass. “you feel so good.. i-im sorry.. am i hurting you, noona?” he let out a whimper, brushing his lips against mine. i shook my head not wanting him to worry, quickly going back to focusing on the fact that he wasn’t even half way inside. i placed my hands on his shoulders for support, controlling my breathing as i forced myself to sink further down on him. thankfully, i was wet enough and his cock slipped right in. i was now sat there, cockwarming him while i was adjusting to his size.

i looked up at soobin who was staring down at me, desperately wanting me to make some sort of movement. i leaned in closer to him, pressing my lips against his. he moaned into the kiss, a moan that i happily swallowed. i brought my hands up to the back of his head and tugged on the strands of his hair, while his hands were massaging my ass cheeks. as we were making out, i realized that this felt a lot different. this didn’t feel like some random hook up, it felt like we were doing this with feelings? i don’t know how to explain it, but all i can say is that to me, soobin isn’t too bad after all. i know it sounds stupid, knowing i kinda bullied him and all. but i’m thinking that all this time when i’d make fun of him, it was really just because i felt something for him..? whatever, not like i was gonna let him know i felt this way anyway..

“okay, break’s over” soobin hummed in confusion with his eyebrows furrowed when i pulled away from the kiss. still sat on his dick, i leaned down a little to pick up one of the books from the floor which caused a movement that made soobin let out a soft moan. “here” i handed him the book that he slowly grabbed out of my hand, still with a confused expression on his face. “i thought we were gonna.. y-you know..” the poor boy was so cute and shy he couldn’t even bring himself to say the word sex. “have sex?” i asked, tilting my head to the side. he nodded shyly at my question, very eager to fuck me.

“right now, you need to tutor me. can you do that bunny? without getting distracted?” he bit down on his lip, him and i both knowing he wouldn’t be able to tutor me properly with me cockwarming his needy dick. “y-yes” he blurted out, eyes moving down to the book in his hands. “uhm.. calculus. it’s a branch of mathematics that deals with rates of change, differential calculus, and the accumulation of..” i wasn’t paying attention to a single word he was saying, i was just using this as a way to tease him. i held back a smile before clenching around him, causing him to stop mid-sentence with a whimper.

“i’m listenting..” i said, signaling for him to go back to talking about whatever he was trying to teach me. soobin was hesitant at first, he definitely knew what i was doing but he listened to me anyway and went right back to tutoring me. “t-the main concepts in calculus are limits, derivatives and integrals. a limit is a fundamental concept that helps us understand how..” i hummed, pretending to listen to what he was saying before slowly starting to roll my hips. soobin hissed before closing the book and tossing it. “what’s wrong baby? are we moving onto the next subject already-“

without a warning, soobin unexpectedly flipped us over. my eyes widened in shock when he grabbed both of my hands with just one of his, pinning them above my head and me down onto the bed. i was completely caught off guard by his actions considering soobin was not the kind of guy to take control. he always let me treat him like he was my bitch, maybe i got on his last nerve..

i cried out in pain when he started thrusting into me at an incredibly fast pace. i could feel his tip hit my cervix harshly at every single thrust. “s-soobin..?” i tried to free my hands from his grip, but he was surprisingly too strong. “s-shit.. don’t call me that” he cursed under his breath, throwing his head back in pleasure as he kept on abusing my pussy. “bunny..” i whimpered as tears began falling down my face. “yeah, good girl.. turns me on whenever you call me that” he leaned down close to my ear before he bit down on my earlobe, earning a painful moan from me. “did you enjoy it, hm? making fun of me with your pathetic little friends? f-fuck.. i enjoyed it as well you know? watching you order me around with that tiny little skirt that exposed your ass and pussy, a-and that tight fucking top that shaped your tits perfectly.. you’re such a fucking slut. made my cock hard every single day, had to jerk off at the thought of you being mean to me the second i got home..”

i watched him in horror as i was trying to process everything he just said. me bullying him turned him on? he’d jerk off to the thought of me whenever he got home..? i didn’t know soobin had this side of him, but at least i know why people call him a pervert now. i was struggling to get my words out as i was too fucked out to speak. all i could manage to do was to whimper and moan at the overwhelming feeling as the sound of skin slapping only got louder by the second.

“is it too much for you? i thought you wanted this when you were grinding down on my dick. where’d the confident, mean little slut go? hm?” his grip on my hands tightened when he used his other hand to pull my top right above my tits. i squeezed my eyes shut when he leaned down and started leaving hickeys all over my boobs. he’d bite down on my nipples, lick and then suck all over them. this man was hungry.. “c-close..” i managed to blurt out when i felt the heat growing in my stomach. “go on. cum all over my cock”

i screamed out his name when i felt my body tense as i released around him. my orgasm crashed over me, and i had never experienced a better fuck than this. “gonna fill you up until my cum drips out of you..” he mumbled as i felt his cock twitch inside of me. his hand finally let go of mine, allowing me to grip his biceps for support as the feeling only got more overwhelming. “‘m close..” he groaned, his hands moving down to my hips as he digged his fingers into my skin. he buried his face into my neck, a loud moan escaping his lips when his thick cum filled me up and painted my walls white. “t-take it.. take my cum” he panted against the skin of my neck as his thrusts only got sloppier. my eyes squeezed shut, my pussy tightening around his cock.

his heavy body rested against my chest as he was catching his breath and so was i. i felt his arms wrap tightly around my waist, trying to pull me in closer to him. my eyes fluttered open to see that he was still hiding his face in my neck. “b-bunny..?” i whimpered, only earning a soft moan from him. was he already back to being his cute, shy self? get a man that can do both i guess.. “i didn’t hurt you.. d-did i?” he asked, slowly looking up at me. i shook my head before placing a small kiss on his lips. “were you just really horny or what?” i giggled when he quickly hid his face back into my neck as he was clearly embarrassed.

“so..” karina said, putting her phone down to look over at me. “so?” i raised my eyebrows at her. “soobin tutored you? can’t imagine how that went..” right as karina finished her sentence, the teacher placed my test down in front of me that had ‘91%’ written on it. “good job, ___. i can see soobin being your tutor was the right choice” my teacher said, patting me on my shoulder. “mhm! my boyfriend is pretty smart” i proudly say, earning a confused look from everyone in my class. i looked over at soobin who was smiling to himself at me calling him my boyfriend, while everyone else were straight up judging me. but why should i care? i was happy.

[thoughtsforsoob]

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I was just wondering if you would take this request of mine to have an ot8 ateez reaction whereby they have a so/ that has a big butt and what they'd do I'm curious

Thabks alot if you do make this by the way

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note: hello anon! i hope this meets your expectations. some may say i have this same issue so i will provide my best insights :p (please forgive me for what i will say about yunho. i can't not do it. just know i love him.) (also don't mind any typos)

warnings: a little nsfw so please DNI if ur not 18+

hongjoong

believe me...he adores your butt, but he will do his best not to show it. he doesnt want you to think he is some kind of perv. he supposed to be this responsible, respectful person. you find out that he likes it when you're laying on your tummy one day. you're across his lap and suddenly, you feel eyes on you. you turn and catch him staring. he's apologizing like crazy but you just giggle and tell him it's okay, you want him to look.

seonghwa

DYING to see you in tight fitting clothing (just like his buddy mingi). he's a bit of a fashionista so when he starts giving you "fashion advice" you take it. "my love, i think more form fitting clothes compliment your figure. let's try on this dress." you just nod along. it takes you a while to realize what hes doing but when you do, he doesn't even care.

yunho

FLUSTEREDDDD. i get heavy nerd vibes from yunho so he does not know how to act when a real life girl has a big ass (no yunho...big asses are not excluside to your dirty little hentai mangas). when he sees you for the first time, his face is all hot and he's actually sweating. he's really trying to hide his semi too. he prays to god that you do not see what you do to him.

yeosang

he likes to touch but he's super shy about it. this man will ask before he touches your butt. "baby? can i please touch?" "touch what?" "don't make me say ittt." he's so whiney when you tease him but you let him touch in the end.

san

a lot of staring gets done. he gets shy when you catch him but his face gets even more red when you grab his hand and put it on your ass. "sannie, it's not a big girl. you can touch." he may be a big, strong man but he's still shy when it comes to intimacy.

mingi

LOTS OF SMACKING. bro has some big ass hands so i pray for your ass. somethiing about his just screams that he likes thicker girls so if you have a big ass, you're heaven sent in his eyes. he loves seeing you in tight pants too. will encourage you to buy little shorts and skinny jeans.

wooyoung

gosh hes so fucking annoying about it but you love it! his hands are ALWAYS on your ass. they're typically in your jean pockets when you're outside. but when you're inside...he has this nasty little habit of putt his hand on your but through any little shorts you have. "babe, my hands are cold. help me out!"

jongho

uses you like a pillow no doubt. he doesn't even care what you say. he's kind strong so if you're laying on your back, he'll flip you onto your tummy and take his place with his head on your butt. you whine when he flips you over like nothing but he doesn't even listen to you. "did you say something? if you did, just know you're distrubing my peace."

[sooniebby]

Sneak peak… to the request of a playboy reader and nerd OC… degradation, bottom male reader, reader is mentioned to have a cock—a bit dubcon and feminization

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“C’mon~ you’re that scared?”

You stared at the boy across from you on the bed. He was biting at his lip, fiddling with something behind his back. You couldn’t help but smirk. Ah, shy nerds.

They were your favorite. Easy targets for some great sex.

They were always so loud but then get so shy after hearing themselves.

And this guy… Yubin, he looked like the perfect target.

His doe like eyes moved up to yours. His shaggy mullet like hair was honestly cute on him. But it helped he was just naturally a bit cute.

Yubin pursed his lips. You hummed and stood up, noticing once more—that he was shorter than you. He only reached your shoulder. You moved over to his side of the bed, reaching over to grab his shoulder.

“Don’t worry~ I’ll be gentle with you.”

Yubin glanced up at you and his face contorted into something akin of laughter as a dry laugh left his plump lips.

Suddenly, you were on the bed and your hands were tied to the banister. You panicked, pulling at it in fear as you looked up at Yubin who was sitting on top of you.

“5 seconds… that was faster than before. I’m getting good.”

A cruel smirk was on his lips as he leaned back a bit, staring down at you with an odd look of disgust.

“A shame you’re not as buff as I wanted you to be… my past lover, gosh, he was so beautiful.. he had great tits.”

Yubin reached down and grasped your chest, frowning when there wasn’t much to grab. He huffed and pulled away. You just honestly couldn’t believe you were being manhandled by a guy smaller than you.

“What the hell, Yubin?!”

“What? We’re having sex. It’s why you were even talking to me for the best few days, wasn’t it?”

You gulp, feeling a bit guilty. He wasn’t wrong. You never paid him any mind during class until you realized you had fucked a lot of people in the class except him.

Didn’t help your friends didn’t believe you could fuck him.

“Well, not sure if you know this, but I don’t let dicks near my ass.”

“Why? Haven’t found a cock big enough for your butt?” He reached over and grasped your ass, humming in delight. “Wow, glad something about you is big.”

You didn’t know whether to be insulted or appreciative.

“Not like you’re big at all. What, have a kink for men bigger than you?”

Yubin simply smirked. He got up from on top of you and walked over to his backpack. He pulled out a few toys, many being something to spank you with.

Gosh, was he into spanking?

“I’ll be nice.. which one do you want to you?”

He held up a rod, blindfold, and a vibrator.

You did not want to deal with any pain at the moment and the fear of not being able to see what he was doing scared you. So you eagerly pointed at the vibrator.

Yubin hummed and placed the rejected items in his bag. He walked over to you and sat back down on top of you, this time right on top of your cock. You, a bit too far in your ways of being a slut, thrusted upwards a bit.

You expected him to moan or maybe whimper a bit and show off his cute side. But he looked at you as if you were a cockroach.

“Ew.”

You felt your heart shatter.

Ew?!

While you mentally cried over your first ever ‘ew’—Yubin was pulling your shirt up. He still seemed pretty disappointed you weren’t as muscular as he thought you were.

“W…what are you into? Power bottom shit?”

“You really keep thinking you’ll put that small dick of yours in my butt.”

“Well… yeah! Any boy I fuck, even ones who thought they’d just be tops, loved my cock!” You boast, a grin on your lips. “I don’t mind letting you be on top, baby~ I’ll just show you how good my cock feels.”

Yubin stared down at you. “But… I’m bigger.”

You laughed. “You? Bigger than me? I’m literally 6 inches hard.”

You heard the sound of pants being pulled down as you watched Yubin get undressed. He pulled down his boxers and the only thing to come out your mouth was a whimper.

Holy fuck.

He was 8 inches… flaccid!!!

Yubin grinned as he began laughing at your shocked face.

“I love fucking guys bigger than me and putting them into their place.. usually I prefer guys that don’t fight back.. but I think this’ll be fun.”

You could watch as he moved up a bit and tapped your lips with the tip of his cock.

“Now start sucking, baby~ A slut like you should’ve sucked a few times.”

You wanted to punch but him but much to your own shock, you slowly parted your lips. He was surprisingly gentle as he slowly moved his cock inside your mouth. Huh, guess he didn’t want to actually hurt you.

Physically that is. He had no problem degrading you.

You winced as Yubin grabbed your hair and held it tightly, keeping your head steady.

“You might’ve been thinking this night was supposed to have me screaming.. but tonight, slut, it’ll be you screaming my name. You better sound like music to my ears or I’ll silent you like the bitch you are.”

Yubin stared at you for a moment, a cruel smirk on his lips before he sighed. “Pinch me twice whenever you wanna stop.”

You hummed, a bit happy he wasn’t being totally cruel.

“Now… with that out of the way, suck.”

“Let’s see if you’ll become my new housewife, Noona~”

Now for the actual fic.. it might be a bit edited when it comes to this part lol but it’s just a draft on what’s going to happen… hope that makes sense lmao.. Yubin lovers will also know who his past lover was <3

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Noona: title for older sister or older close female—can be viewed as romantic. Only males call an older woman Noona—similar to Oppa.

[sturniyolos]

The thought of nerd Matt being submissive makes me lose sleep.

“What do you want?” You ask Matt, sitting on his lap, pulling away from your heated makeout.

He starts blushing— embarassed to say what he actually wants. Born to say, “ride me until I can’t give you anymore cum” but forced to say “I want you.”

“You want me?” You ask lifting his chin up to look at you. He starts nodding fast. His fucked out look made him even more desirable.

His pink plump lips, his half unbuttoned shirt, love bites all over his neck, and his glasses still on the bridge of his nose.

“You gotta say somethin’ before I stop, you want me to stop?” You ask, looking down at him.

“N-no!” He says, holding your hips to make sure you don’t leave.

“So beg for it, what do you want?” You ask more sternly.

“Please f-fuck me. Please?” He asks, his words getting quieter and quieter everytime he spoke.

“There you go, good job baby.” You say, unbuttoning his shirt.

Matt always grew up being submissive, wondering what was wrong with him. He always did what everyone wanted, he never questioned them and just went along with it. And you loved that about him.

You always found Matt attractive, and one day you asked him out and he shyly said yes. He didn’t know how far this relationship would go, but now you’re in his room, making him beg you to ride him.

“I haven’t fucked you in so long, love.” You say, pulling into a kiss. Small, low whimpers leave his mouth. He starts gripping the bedsheets next to him, almost about to release in his pants. You start taking off his pants, so he’s left in his underwear. You look down and see the print, and you almost start drooling.

When you and Matt first had sex, you were in shock for at least a couple of days as you didn’t believe how huge he was. You even asked him if you could ride him everyday just because he was that addicting.

“D-do you think they’ll c-catch us?” Matt asks, in between kisses. Matt’s biggest fear is always Nick and Chris walking in, seeing him just to listen to his girlfriend like a dog.

“Who cares, baby? If they do, they’ll know how good I fuck you.” You say, slipping your shorts and panties off. You start pulling down Matt’s underwear very slowly. He starts breathing heavier, bucking his hips in order to help you go faster.

“Did I tell you to do that?” You look up at him with disbelief.

“I’m sorry. I just w-want you.” He says looking down, fixing his glasses that is about to fall off. You look down and finally get his underwear off. His tip is beating red, with precum oozing out of his slit.

“Oh my gosh, mmmm. I’ll never get tired of you.” You say to yourself, kissing his tip so gently. He starts whimpering, needing anything more than this.

“Ride me raw, please.” He says quietly, hoping you heard.

And you did hear. You just wanted to hear it again.

“What was that baby?” You say, rubbing your thumb over his tip.

“R-ride me raw, p-please.” He says, basically pleading at this point.

You and Matt always used protection, as he was very cautious on not wanting an accident to happen. But, this time he was so desperate— he wanted more.

“Yeah? You want it?” You ask, slowly getting up and pulling yourself on his lap.

“P-please, I’ll do anything.” He states whimpering.

“You’re so pathetic for me, I love it.” You state, grabbing the base of his cock and sliding down.

You both gasp at the feeling, Matt knuckles turning white from how hard he was gripping the sheets next to him.

“F-fuck, you’re so big.” You say, completely bottoming out.

You sit still and you feel Matt twitching inside you already, not daring to make eye contact.

“Why won’t you look at me?” You ask, choking him slightly.

“If I-I do, I will cum really fast. I don’t w-want to c-cum yet.” He says, looking up at you with his signature “fuck me” eyes.

You start slowly bounching on his cock, him feeling how truly wet you are. He takes matters into his own hands and removes your [his] sweater, revealing you wearing nothing underneath. He starts sucking your left tip, you moaning as a result.

“Baby, you’re so big I don’t know if I can take it— oh my God.” You say, your wetness getting all over his cock, his thigh, his bed, everywhere.

“Please don’t stop. Oh my God. Y-you’re so tight.” He says, his head hitting the headboard of his bed.

Matt was getting closer and closer to release, but his number one rule: “You need to cum first before I do.” And he always stuck to that rule, but this time he doesn’t even know if he’ll make it.

“You gonna cum soon, baby?” You ask, taking his glasses off and putting on you.

He almost cums at the site of you wearing his glasses, your fucked up hair, your titties bouncing, and your make up half off.

“You h-have to cum first.” He states, mouth slightly open.

“If you cum first, you’ll make me cum.” You state, hands on his stomach.

“I’ll t-tell you when to get o-off.” He says, getting closer and closer to his release.

“No. You’re cumming inside me. I want you to fill me up. I want you to make me a mommy baby. Fill me up, baby please.” You say, knowing damn well he’s gonna cum soon.

And you were right, he moans loudly, filling up your tight hole.

Then, you reached your climax. Your juices getting all over his cock, slowly riding him to finish yourself.

“You’re so good to me, baby.” You state, kissing his neck up and down.

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[choiyawnzjun]

next part

pairing ; nerdychurchboy!jake x afab!reader

sypnosis ; the nerd at church isn’t quite as innocent as you think.

genre ; smut

wc ; 1110

warnings ; making out, dry humping, orgasm denial, oral ( f receiving ), fingering ( lemme know if i missed anything )

you always thought that you would never talk to the new boy that had come to your school just a few months ago. he always hung out with that school clique nobody really cared about. however, he did go to that church your parents would force you to go to with them every sunday but you guys still never talked. that was until you both became partners in physics. after that, you guys would talk every so often. even in church.

he was friendly but.. he was such a neek. you hated it so much because he was always talking about these science things to you that you would never understand. you thought that he would always stay a silly virgin if he was just going to talk about science the whole time with people. you never told him that, of course. but… one day you got carried away.

“gosh, you know electrolysis just-..” you cut him off, you guys were in the church attic together, you decided to skip the mass today and just chill upstairs, you were going to be alone but jake decided to tag along. at first, you were hesitant to let him go with you since you knew he would just talk about science the whole time but you thought that maybe he wouldn’t this time. however, you were wrong.

“oh my god, jake!” you whisper-shouted, throwing your head into your hands, getting frustrated about hearing him ramble like this all the time.

“do you ever talk about anything else other than science? like, at first i was fine with it until i got sick of it. i’m not even sick of it anymore i’m just worried about you now.” you rambled on, not looking at him even once.

“why worried?” he asked, perplexed by the sudden comments you were making now. he hadn’t realised he’d been talking about science so much.

“how are you going to even get girls if you’re just gonna talk about science all day long? like, that’s no fun is it now?” you scoffed, you looked up to see his blank face turn into a cocky smirk as he slowly walked over to you and knelt down on one knee to face you.

“what do you mean? of course i’m fun. i just haven’t shown you it yet.” you were the one confused now as he just stared at you, waiting for your response.

“what do you mean ‘you just haven’t shown me yet’ like, shown me what?” your voice being soaked in absolute confusion and curiousness, you stared back at him, observing every single detail on his face.

“well, i didn’t really wanna be doing things you weren’t okay with.” he shrugged, now sitting down next to you. you stayed silent for a few moments, not having a clue on what to say next. you didn’t really know what he was talking about.

you were so immersed inside your own world that you hadn’t realised he had gotten closer to you, gazing at you with his dark brown eyes.

“what?” you awkwardly laughed, trying to avoid eye contact with him.

“can i kiss you?” he casually asked, cheekily smiling at you. you were hesitant at first by the sudden question but you didn’t really mind. it was just going to be one innocent kiss, right?

you leaned closer to him and your lips moulded together like two perfectly puzzle pieces that matched. his lips were pillowy which you loved and the only thing that surprised you was that he was a very good kisser. like very good.

he slipped his tongue into your mouth when you slightly gasped for breath and he pulled you onto his lap. you both pulled away from each other for a few seconds, his glasses were foggy and his eyes looked hazy and were half-closed. he tugged on your shirt, asking for permission to unbutton it which you gave. he impatiently unbuttoned your shirt as you were both giving each other sloppy kisses. the wetness you were getting down there grew and grew that you started to grind onto him.

“shit, i can feel your pussy throbbing on me.” he groaned, rubbing your thighs with his hands.

“i wanna feel you so bad, jake.” you complained, fiddling with his belt, wanting it to magically come off him. this adorable action made jake chuckle a bit.

“be patient, don’t be a little brat, hm?” he smiled, leaning towards you and peppering you with kisses. he hiked up the dress you were wearing that complimented you a lot which turned jake on even more. he gazed down at your panties and was greeted with a wet spot on them.

“jesus christ, why are you so wet already? I’ve barely done anything. are you that desperate to get dicked down?” your face heat up from his remark but you could care less because what he said was true anyway. you haven’t had sex in a while so…

“can i?” he made you lie down on your back and he hooked your panties off with two fingers after you nodded. his face was now in contact with your slick-covered folds that were glistening in front of him.

“fuck..” he muttered underneath his breath which fanned against your clit. he slowly delve into your pussy, sucking and licking on your clit as if he hadn’t eaten in god knows how long. he inserted a finger into you and all you could do was cover your mouth to muffle the moans and whines that were begging to be thrown out into the air.

“why are you so good at this, jake?” you managed to let out, your legs fidgeting around until jake had to hold them down to keep you still. after what you said, he sucked onto your clit harder as if there was no tomorrow. he inserted another finger into you after your sudden comment.

the moans you were trying so hard to cover could not be covered anymore, your hands naturally grabbed jake’s hair as you bucked your hips against his face while he lapped against you.

“fuck! jake! i’m gonna cu-..” the tightening knot that was burning in your stomach slowly vanished as jake pulled away from you, your juices all over his chin and lips.

“sim jaeyun, why would you do that?” you cried, frustrated because you haven’t felt that good in so long.

“i still haven’t shown you how fun i am yet.” he shrugged, getting up and dusting himself off even though there was really nothing on him.

“maybe i’ll show you later when you’re begging for it.” he winked, leaving the attic.

[ambros1an]

hsr x gn!reader relationship hcs

warnings: penacony spoilers (2.0+), bug mention (screwllum), angsty (aventurine & acheron), ocd mention (sunday), slight dark content (ie stalking) at end in Sundays but it’s marked in red to avoid if uncomfy

characters: sunday, screwllum, acheron, aventurine

a/n: i feel like it’s so obvious i did like 2 of these a week later 💀 i need more Sunday content in game

sunday

❧ if you manage to get past Sunday’s formal exterior, what lies behind it is a complete “know-it-all.”

❧let him nerd out about the greatest books in the current and past amber eras. he’ll make sure to tell you all about the authors too.

❧if the two of you have liking books in common, congrats! he’ll bring you on a tour to the primal waking library where you can chat all about it.

❧sunday’s compulsions become even worse with you around. is his shirt properly tucked in? he hopes there’s no wrinkles, maybe he should iron all his shirts again. oh gosh-are his shoes untied? you don’t even notice this. he’s used to hiding his true feelings.

❧he definitely confesses first. he’s aware that his status can be a hindrance when forming genuine relationships.

❧ maybe afterwards he’ll let you touch his wings. he loves the feeling of you stroking his feathers. especially when those annoying pin feathers grow in. the biggest sign of trust amongst birds- and sunday of course.

❧ and obviously you always get free vip to robin’s shows.

❧before and after the “Robin incident” are two very different Sundays.

❧the after, is a very possessive Sunday. he can’t have you become like Robin. he uses nightingales to keep watch on you, to make sure you’re safe. he knows it’s unhealthy but he just lost his sister, he can’t lose you too.

-

Aventurine

❧aventurine’s flirty facade fools most people. they think he’s sleazy and untrustworthy, and so do you in the beginning.

❧at first he talks to you because he thinks your reactions are amusing.

❧eventually your relationship gets too deep for comfort.

❧this guy will never open up. if he has feelings for you, you’ll never know. it’s not because he’s ashamed. it’s because he cannot comprehend someone actually liking him.

❧the only way he’ll confess is if you do it first. and even then he plays it off like a joke, something he can’t even believe. it takes a lot of button pressing to get him to admit his feelings.

❧aventurine is a very vulnerable person. he may rub off insults but they still hurt him deep.

❧the first time you hug him, he is baffled. affection has been foreign to him since the extinction event.

❧worming your way into his heart will get you even more riches then before. sure, he hands out money like nothing, but to you? that credit card is unlimited.

❧”what, that’s all?” he encourages you to spend.

❧brings you to casinos for good luck. not as if he needed any, but with you at least his hand doesn’t shake.

-

screwllum

❧ it isn’t uncommon for inorganic species to feel love. just as it isn’t uncommon for organic species not to.

❧ Screwllum, however, hasn’t experienced that feeling.

❧ he sees the way organic species love in a way he hasn’t. as a genius society member and one interested in life itself, how could he not be interested.

❧ which is why when he starts feeling a fluttering in his chest whenever you’re around, he must get to the bottom of it!

❧ confesses instantly. he has zero experience yet remains so confident.

❧ immediately takes time out of his day to interact with you. in whatever way possible.

❧ it could be the busiest day of his life and he’ll still make time for you.

❧ he’s described as a gentlemen by his close companions. this means opening doors for you, taking you out to places, etc.

❧ sounds too good to be true. but it is true.

❧ his one flaw, if you can even call it that, is his love for all life. and that includes bugs! no smashing them on his watch! he’s picking them up before you even get the chance.

❧ if you like bugs, even better. he’ll gently pick them up and talk about them with you. the two of you can take turns.

-

Acheron

❧ the first time you meet her, you think she’s a polite but introverted lady. she claims to be a galaxy ranger and you have no reason to doubt her.

❧ her blunt way of speaking leaves no room for questions.

❧ that is, until you get too entangled in each other’s destines.

❧ your first meeting with acheron, wasn’t actually your first. you’ve met her many times. every time though she seems not to know you.

❧ Acheron lies to protect you. just as she lied about being a galaxy ranger, she lies that she has no feelings whatsoever towards you.

❧ perhaps you remind her of someone she once knew.

❧ on some days, acheron traverses through her memories to look for you. she sees the hurt look in your eyes, but sees your smiles too. the path of a self-annihilater is a lonely one.

❧ ultimately, if you manage to convince her with words and actions that you truly care for her. she will put forth that effort tenfold. she desperately doesn’t want to be alone anymore.

❧ acheron is very protective towards you. if there’s a hint of danger, she’ll encourage you to take her with you. even going on her own to eliminate it herself.

credit to @/miau-meow-miau for first divider 🫶

[gracesimp]

I don’t know if you’re still taking requests, but if you are: Maybe where the 10th doctor is in love with y/n but doesn’t realize it like the schtupid lil nerd he is, and Donna has to break it to him. With this new realization, his brain short-circuits and he has no idea how to act or what to say. Donna is his wingman and it’s just fluff all around. :D

I just wanted to

tenth doctor x fem!reader

summary: The Doctor is oblivious. Donna is not. Basically what the request said. Gosh, I love this request!!

"Bye, Doc" Y/n says softly, giving his arm a soft squeeze as he turns his head to look at her with a fond smile.

"See you soon, Angel."

Y/n giggles and skips out to the door, waving goodbye to Donna, her eyes looking back to the timelord one last time before leaving.

As soon as the tardis door closes, Donna snorts and turns to face the Doctor with a teasing grin. "Bye, Doc, see you soon, angel" She mimics in an overly-sweet voice before pretending to gag. "Ugh, God -- and that arm squeeze! Honestly, it's like I'm in the middle of a bad romance book. An overwhelmingly long slowburn." She mumbles in distress.

The Doctor looks at her, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What are you rambling on about now?" He quizzes, seemingly genuinely unaware of the tension between himself and Y/n.

"Oh, give me a break, Spaceman." Donna groans under her breath, dragging her hands down her face in anguish. "You're like a trillion years old; there's no way you can be that dense."

"Dense - what - oi, I'm not dense!" He protests quickly, a little pout on his lips as he crosses his arms over his chest in offense.

With a roll of her eyes, Donna stalks around the console, randomly pressing buttons while the Doctor smacks her hands away before she can actually do something like blow up the tardis. "Had the birds and the bees talk, Doctor?" She asks playfully, the Doctor's cheeks flushing a light pink as he splutters.

"What? Donna, you're - stop messing with the console!" He screeches as she flickers some switches on and off. The redhead huffs and backs away, putting her hands in the air.

"All of this built up tension, Doctor. It's making you unbearably tense."

His honeyed eyes roll to the back of his head as he retorts. "Well, I just spent the day trapped on a train with some invisible evil entity, I think I have the right to be a little tense."

"No, no, no." His companion quickly shakes her head, tapping her painted nails on her arm, frustrated that she has to spell everything out for him. "Not that kind of tension. I'm talking about sexual tension. Desire."

The Doctor's face turns pale, his red lips frowning in disgust. "Donna, I think you're great, but-"

Quickly realising the misunderstanding, she cuts him off. "Not with me, you dumbo!" She spits, her face contorted in her own revulsion. "With Y/n!"

A sigh of relief leaves his mouth before he can stop it, but the relief doesn't last long before it's replaced with scepticism. "With Y/n?" He repeats curiously, almost allowing a little bit of hope to flow out alongside his words. "Nah, we're just friends." A dismissive wave of his hand attempts to deny the accusation, but his eyes darting anywhere but Donna just proves her point more.

"Well, she definitely doesn't want to be just friends." She speaks, her lips curled into a knowing smirk.

Despite himself, his head snaps up to look at her, cheeks darkening once again. "She doesn't? Why? Did she say something?" His asks are quick and eager, only making Donna chuckle.

"Maybe, maybe not."

"Donna, this isn't-" Before he can finish, the tarids doors open once more. Y/n walks in, snow in her gorgeous hair as she shivers from the cold.

"Sorry, I forgot my hat." She explains sweetly.

The Doctor rubs a hand on the back of his neck, repeatedly opening and closing his mouth in an attempt to respond, but no sound actually manages to leave. Donna sighs from behind him.

Picking up on the awkward atmosphere, Y/n stops to look at them both, squinting her eyes as she observes the Doctor, his freckled face flushed with his eyes darting around. Her gaze moves on and she looks at Donna, who looks a mixture of amused and impatient. "Did I interrupted something?" She asks quietly.

"No!" The Doctor answers a little too quickly. Donna nudges him and and whispers encouragement in his ear as he tries to brush her off. "No, you're not interuppting anything."

Y/n nods, not convinced in the slightest, and actually a little hurt that the two seem to be keeping secrets from her. Still, she understands that she shouldn't prod when he clearly isn't comfortable. "Okay, well, I've got my hat." As if to prove her the fact, she twirls the hat in her hand. "I'll be going."

"Oh, you idiot!" Donna groans in his ear as Y/n walks to the door. The Doctor grumbles and bites his lip, his mind practically fighting between what he wants to do and what he should do.

"Actually, Y/n," He calls, and she stops just before the door. She turns around, looking lovingly at the Doctor as he makes his way towards her. He stands tall in front of her, gazing down with a nervous cloud in his eyes. "I just wanted to.. " He shifts on his feet for a moment. "I just wanted to..." He repeats in a whisper, sounding hypnotised as he stares at her lips.

He gulps then shakes his head. "Doesn't matter," his body turns and he curses to himself. He had fought Gods and demons, but trying to confess something like this was the most difficult thing he had encountered. "Have a good day at home, angel."

Instead of making a quick getaway, his wrist is suddenly captured. He's spun around, but before he can process anything, Y/n's lips are on his.

It's soft and loving. It captures the years of longing, of need and desire the two had bottled up inside themselves. Her hands run through his hair, and after his brain rebooted, he places his hands on her waist, pulling her into him.

They pull away, a little short of breath as their foreheads sit together. The Doctor makes no effort to remove his grip from her waist, and Y/n now rubs the back of his neck in soothing motions. "I hope that was okay," She whispered a little shyly. "I just wanted to kiss you."

The Doctor bobs his head up and down eagerly. "God, yes, that's okay."

"Finally!' Donna cheers.

omg first time writing in forever. uhhh it isn't proofread sorry lolol. hope you enjoyed!! :) <3

[spuffybot]

Hey hi! I saw your post about Buffy being your favorite show and what do you mean "you know what’s happening with certain characters based on the colors they are wearing"? That's SO cool and something I've never noticed despite being such a tv nerd, do you have examples?

Ohhhh my gosh I love this question!!! There are a few characters who come to mind (Buffy & Willow) but I’m gonna talk about Spike because I love to talk about Spike.

So Spike is a character who very much has a uniform and this uniform is linked to his identity. It’s important to note that this is an identity he crafted. Because as we know Spike started out as William, a man who was sensitive and kind and who was unappreciated by his peers. When he became a vampire he wanted to shed that weakness and he uses his hair, accent, and clothing to reinforce the idea that he is a strong, tough, and evil being.

Spikes official uniform is perfectly slicked back bleach blonde hair, a red shirt, dirty black jeans, combat boots and his signature leather duster. This is Spikes armor. It’s how he embodies Spike and leaves William behind. The red shirt is also quite critically linked to his “evil era” as I’ll call it.

Throughout the show there are key moments where Spike deviates from this uniform and it’s always linked to a crises of identity.

The first moment I want to talk about is Spike in the Hawaiian shirt. He’s just been chipped, he’s relying on the Scoobies for survival, the core tenants of his identity (predator, killer, lover of Drusilla, leader of a vampire gang) have all been stripped from him against his will. He looks ridiculous wearing Xanders clothes because we know it’s ridiculous (at this point) for him to just be one of the Scoobies.

This is not unlike Tabula Rasa (which has a deliciously layered theme of loss of identity both literal with memory loss and metaphoric with each of the characters personal lives) where we see Spike once again out of uniform completely and lacking his identity. Now like I said on the surface he has truly lost his identity he has no memory of who he is. But it’s no surprise that he draws the (incorrect) conclusion that he’s a vampire with a soul on a mission of redemption because for the past few months he’s been playacting that role. After Buffy died Spikes entire identity was usurped by the need to live up to her memory. He babysits Dawn. He patrols with the Scoobies. He lives a mundane and neutered life because he thinks it’s what she would have wanted. Except now she’s back. And she’s opening up to him in ways she never has before. And she’s kissed him. And this is simultaneously the most incredible and terrifying thing to ever happen to Spike because it’s all he wants but he knows deep down, it’s not who he is. He has no soul. He has no remorse. He is not good.

Now let’s talk about some less overt examples. Because the wardrobe team does an incredible job of making subtle shifts to Spikes uniform that communicate his emotional arc.

In Crush, we see Spike swap the red shirt for a light blue shirt (blue is going to be a theme!) and lighter pants. By doing this he communicates to Buffy that he’s different than before. He’s lighter and softer. A man she could be interested in. But of course, just like the uniform of Spike is a performance, this too is a performance and one Buffy sees through quickly.

Blue comes back again in Smashed, an episode where once again Spike’s identity comes into play. He has been play acting at being a Scooby but we know that’s not who he really is. Now, suddenly he finds that he can hurt Buffy without activating his chip. All of a sudden he gets a glimpse of his old self and it infuses him with confidence and purpose. The blue shirt in this episode is deep and rich, verging on purple. By wearing this shirt it shows us how deeply conflicted Spike is. The war between his selfish love for Buffy and his feelings of being trapped and controlled by his chip (and his feelings for her) is coming to a head. And of course, by showing his teeth he gives Buffy the push she needs to sleep with him.

Ok so now we get to talk about my FAVORITE season when it comes to Spikes loss of identity and the use of his uniform to depict that: season 7.

When we first see Spike in season 7 something very important is happening: his hair is completely disheveled and curly, with his natural brown roots showing. This is the closest we have ever seen Spikes hair resemble Williams hair and this is important because as we know, Spike now has a soul and so he is closer now to William than he has been in over 100 years.

When Spike finally leaves the basement he is in a bright blue shirt and lacking his signature leather duster. The duster becomes a key plot point in season 7 with the introduction of Robin Wood (considering it was his mother’s jacket and Spike killed her.) Now, Wood is a controversial character but I personally think having Spike have to reckon with the consequences of his past all tied up in the metaphor of identity that is his leather jacket is chefs kiss.

Speaking of the leather jacket, in episode 15, Get It Done we see Spike put the jacket back on for the first time since Seeing Red. This is a moment of reclamation of identity. Souled Spike is listless and guilt ridden. And as the potentials point out, even a demon can kick his ass. When he puts that jacket back on he takes back a piece of who he is and starts on the journey of self discovery that we will see him continue in Angel season 5. Because ultimately it’s not Spike or William but the fusion of the two that make Spike who he is. AND TO BRING IT BACK FULL CIRCLE while Spike reclaims the jacket, he does not bring back the red shirt.

One other interesting thing about season 7 is that Spike is no longer as wiry and muscular as he was in season 6. Now, James Marsters has said that this was deliberate on his part because he was tired of being naked on the show and figured if he stopped working out (he has also said that he created his season 6 body deliberately upon being told he would be naked all the time) then they would stop making him take his shirt off. And while this is obviously not a deliberate choice on the part of the show, I do think it’s interesting that Spike becomes less angular and sharp after he gets his soul. He releases some of the hardness that defined him emotionally and physically. Which ties in nicely to this overarching theme of identity crises. It also hints at a certain level of toxicity on set if one of your lead actors feels the need to take drastic measures to protect themselves but that’s a whole different essay.

I hope this answers the question and I would loooove to hear what other people think about this. I know I didn’t touch on every Spike moment but I wanted to highlight ones I feel are critical parts of his narrative.

[justevelynnnn]

No title😭

Content: Nerd!Armin x Blk!Fem Reader.

Nerd Armin who has never felt the touch of a woman gets ummmm touched 😋

Notes: I’m not obsessing over this man anymore or anything like that but i just saw this sitting in my notes app since JANUARYYY😭👎🏾 so here it is just copied and pasted. So probably my last Armin post sorry😭

Warnings: Smut/Nsfw

You and Armin have been keeping things lowkey for a while now. Basically being each others sneaky link with out the “fun” in a way?

You’ve made out with him dozens of times and he’s felt up on you a couple of times but that’s it.

Never anything more..

He was your typical nerd boy. Scrawny. Glasses. Weird interests. And you loved it all. All the quirkiness that came with Armin.

He was really awkward around you and at first you thought he was tryna be funny but then you noticed how he’s turn red around you and you soon realized the poor boy actually had a crush on you.

You thought he was cute and especially with his intelligence you found yourself interested in him too.

It was the oddest and most unexpected couple ever. The world will be shook at the two of you.

So that’s why for now you two keep things under the wraps.

Tonight, you’re spending the night with Armin watching him play games on his computer. He looked so cute with his headphones on and the concentrated look on his face.

“You so fine, Min min.” You said starring at him.

He just smiled at you and blushed. “Thanks…..”

You sat next to him with a tight tank top and some shorts. Everything hugged you nicely and showed your shape off well. So well that Armin couldn’t help but stare a few more seconds at your body before looking away quickly.

You soon got an idea…

“Min…look..” You say as you start to push a strap of your tank top of your shoulder. You started to tease him as a joke and because you loved seeing him all nervous.

“Oh! Um..oh what are you..doing..” He said gulping. He paused his game to watch what you did next.

You started to pull your tank top off and soon your f/c bra was showing. You squeezed your breasts and watched as Armin turned beet red.

Then you started to pull your shorts off to reveal your f/c panties and Armin’s eyes nearly popped out his skull.

“What are you doing y/n..?” Armin asked eyeing you up.

For weeks you’ve been wanting to do Armin. So so bad and ruin his innocence but you never thought the time was right. You decided if you ever were gonna get to do this now is the best time.

“I want you Armin.”

“Oh.”

“I’m ready to take the next step….”

“Well…if you’re ready…” Armin looks away nervously. “Let’s go to my bed though ok?”

You guys move to his bed and you lay on your back after undoing the back of your bra. Armin starts to remove his shirt but then he stops.

“Sorry, i’ve never done this before…i’m so nervous and you’re…so pretty..” Armin says pulling his shirt off after saying that.

“That’s ok just take your time.” You say smiling. Armin was so sweet and cute. You got so so lucky with him.

You notice the tent in his pants and joke, “You seem pretty excited though i know that..”

Armin looks away quickly after noticing you were staring at his hard on. “Gosh…y/n…”

“Pull my bra off, Min.”

“Oh..um..ok…”

Armin nervously pulls your bra and reveals your breasts. “Oh wow..”

“You can touch them if you want…” You say fondling your boobs but Armin just whimpers and freezes.

“Come on, don’t be shyyyyy!”

“Ok…” Armin says as he gently holds your boobs. “They’re really soft and squishy.”

“Y’like em?”

“Yeah..i really do…”

You let him play with your breasts for a bit and then you guided his hands to your hips where your underwear were.

“Pull them off baby…” You look at him through your long lashes. His face is a burning red but his eyes are filled with lust and need.

He pulls your underwear off slowly and slides them off your legs. You notice how awfully hard he is after you’re completely bare. You giggle and he looks away.

“Minnnnn…i can’t be the only one naked.” You playfully whined.

“Ok, ok..it’s just…you’re so pretty.” The blond says quietly. He starts to pull his shirt off and you see his slight abs.

He throws his shirt on the ground next to your clothes and he gets up and starts to take his pants off. After he was in everything but his underwear he goes to his nightstand and pulls out a condom.

“Why do you have that in there, Min?” You ask.

He looks at you and winks. Now it was your turn to blush.

He climbs on the bed and admires your body once more. You eyeball the tent in his underwear. He reads your mind and starts to slowly pulls his underwear down. He springs out and you gasp.

“What…” He whispered.

“You’re so…oh my..”

He was way bigger than you thought. About a good 7 inches with some girth. Would he even fit?

“It’s ok if you don’t wanna… we can like watch a movie or-“

“No, it’s ok. You’re just bigger than i thought. I trust you though..” You smile at him. There is no one else you’d wanna do this with honestly.

He smiles back and opens the condom wrapper to put it on. He gets between your legs and starts to kiss you. He moves to suck and lick your neck and that really started to get you going.

It seemed like he feed off your moans and your body moving in reaction to his touches and kisses. He moves his hands to hold your hips in place continues to mark you on your neck.

A finger of his slips down between your legs and to where your pussy was. “Oh, wow…you’re really wet. Like slick.” He says looking at his now glistening finger.

“Stop, Minnnn” You whine hiding behind your hands.

“Sorry..Are you ready now?” His eyes are now soft as he waits for your consent.

You nod and so he lines himself up with your entrance and teases a bit before slipping the head in your pink and brown folds. As he going in it really stretches you as it was your first time and it did hurt a bit so Armin stopped once he was halfway in after seeing you wince in pain. He kissed your forehead and apologized softly.

Then when it was ok he started to move again but slowly. Once he was all the way inside he would slowly pull out and when you nodded he thrusted back in. It took a few thrusts for you both to get used to it as it was new for him too and once it felt really good he had gotten a good speed going.

“Minnnnn, my God please don’t stop!” You moaned and gripped the sheets under you. For a virgin he was really good at this even though he was awkward as hell doing literally anything else.

He continued to fuck you like this for the next 5 minutes. The room was filled with sounds of skin slapping, moaning and Armin's bed squeaking. He started to groan about how he was getting close and you felt like you were getting close too. He moves a hand better your legs to rub your clit which only made you feel closer to finishing.

Then suddenly you feel your body shaking and pure euphoria. You grip Armins shoulders has his thrusts become shaky and slowed. You can tell he finished too by how he thrown his head back and slowed to a stop. He lays on top of you huffing and puffing. You guys sweat combines as his naked body lays on top of yours and he stays like this for the next few minutes.

“That was…so fucking good. Sex is amazing.” Armin says into your shoulder.

You busted out laughing but only because of how he said it. “You are so cute, Min. I love you.”

He smiles as he gets off of you and gets rid of the condom as he starts to help you clean up. You guys washed the clothes and changed the sheets and once everything was done and y’all were clean you guys cuddled up in Armins bed.

[loveephia]

some of the HQ boys with a girlfriend who has fluffy cheeks. (kuroo, atsumu, kenma, oikawa, akaashi, sakusa.)

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, reader getting called some petnames, reader is annoyed by atsumu, you get compared to cute animals a bit.

⚠ warning/s: none.

part 1 | part 2

KUROO TETSURŌ

now kuroo's seen a lotta things

but your cheeks have got to be the most bizarre sight he's ever witnessed.

(in a good way, of course)

HE LOVES PINCHING THEM. HARD.

and whenever you ask him why he does it, he goes on a lengthy explanation about how cuteness aggression works

"kitten, it's because in response to positive experiences, some people express their feelings in a dimorphous manner, meaning they—"

gosh, you love this nerd

but pls shut him up with a little peck. he'll continue to ramble until the subject is about softshelled turtles or something.

ATSUMU MIYA

honestly, he never understood why people would gush over their s/o back then

it was always: "waaah! _____ is so cool!" or "_____ is the most beautiful girl ever.."

then, he got into a relationship with you

"your cheeks're so cute, darlin'." atsumu pokes one while you hiss at his statement. you can't stand people who comment about your cheeks!

oh, but atsumu thinks you're just like an angry little kitten

so with a childish smile, here he is stretching your cheeks like they're daifuku.

"hands off, miya."

"ouch, why are we on a last name basis now?!"

KENMA KOZUME

here is a visual representation of kenma when he finds out how fluffy your cheeks are:

thank you for coming to my ted talk.

i can imagine kenma's fingers being sore for playing video games hours on end, so a bit of pillow-like material your cheeks can help with the aching!

so here you are, looking at kenma with a dumbfounded smile, as he's still massaging your cheeks round and round in circles

"ken? what's this all about?"

fuee.. fuee..

"..nothing." he mumbles

okay, kenma. whatever makes you happy, i guess.

TŌRU OIKAWA

this man loves pda, so expect a lot of cheek kisses from him

he's all shameless about it too

which irritates you cuz you get shy very easily.

and he knows. HE KNOWS HIS EFFECT ON YOU.

oikawa could be talking to the other third years, and every now and then, he'd kiss your cheek

LIKE STOP STOPS TOP STOp sSFOPSpstop

"t- tōru.. can you not?" you stuttered out, a blush creeping up your neck

"but princess, you're just so cute!" he whines

oikawa has a lot of fans, but the only person he'll ever be a fan of, is you :D

KEIJI AKAASHI

honestly, he doesn't really care that much

but he thinks they're the cutest feature you have.. (♥︎ . .)

when your cheeks are full from eating, akaashi thinks that you look just like a little hamster

y'know how a hamster stores food in their cheeks and they puff up a ton?

yeah, that's how akaashi sees you.

"keiji, s'there sumthin' wrong?" you manage to say from your mouthful of food

"please don't talk while you eat, angel." he reminds you, wiping off a small speck of rice from your chin

akaashi makes a mental note to add a hamster emoji at the end of your contact name later

"my y/n 🐹"

SAKUSA KIYOOMI

he doesn't like pda, nor does he like physical contact in general

though he can't help but be a little bit curious as to how your round cheeks feel against his pointer finger

after all, the boy's only human 😔

so he does the inevitable and pokes one

you stopped breathing for a good sixteen seconds.

"..sakusa?" you turn to him, all mortified

"soft.." he thought

sakusa doesn't like kissing out in the open, but he'll settle for your innocent little cheek-to-cheek kisses

because he gets to feel the plush of your cheek against his

his face is so red pls someone save him 😭😭😭

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