#what other hc have you got locked up in there sir

[king4aday]

So I got a Misha cameo for Christmas!!

I have cut out the first part of the cameo because that is more for me, but here is Misha's answer to me asking about his head canons for Destiel as a married couple on earth!

[kaivenom]

One piece DILFs asking you to live with them... HCS

(obviously, we know they sure have better houses than us)

Characters: Mihawk, Crocodile, Doflamingo, Smoker, Shanks.

Masterlist

Dracule Mihawk

Him living in a big island castle means that you already had many things on there and you spent many days with him on a row.

The other thing is that when you aren't on the castle, you both spent many time separated, due to his work and yours.

That times when he goes back to the castle and you aren't there and he has to ask you to come and wait days or even a couple of weeks to come, that's when he decides he needs you all the time.

You both were taking breakfast, he was reading a newspaper and you got up to heat your tea/coffe/milk.

"You should spent more time here."

"I already spend a lot of time here."

"Yeah, but i mean... all the time."

"Are you asking me to move in with you, permanently?"

"Kind of..."

He is a lonely, tough men, he really wants to come to the castle after his shichibukai job and find you, but leaving is rough exterior is difficult.

You got close to him and take out his newspaper, you give him a little kiss on the cheek and accept his offer.

Moving all your things from your village to his island was difficult and of course a little hard to explain to people, because you couldn't say you are dating that man.

But moving all your things was worthy, even when you already had a lot of your things there.

Sir Crocodile

He is a bussiness men, a very dangerous one.

He likes to spoil you with gifts and affection and since he has a lot of berries, he buys you so much clothes that you both decided to keep them in his house, so you already had clothes and other things there.

He is a little control freak of HIS things, so he hires people to follow you and keep you safe, as he says.

That makes you upset, so you confront him on his office.

"Why there are so many people following me?"

"I told that idiots to be discreet, i will fire them."

"That doesn't matter, why?"

"Because i like to keep my inversions safe."

"That's what i am? well, inversions are kept on hidden lockers, so what are you going to do next... lock me?"

"Do you want to live with me?" you didn't know how to answer, "you are more than an inversion and i will have peace on mind if you sleep every night with me and my security alarm."

You thought about it for a moment and nodded slowly, every second the idea sounded better.

You spent the night in his house and when you were the next day preparing yourself to go get your things, all of them were already on the front door.

Apparently your powerful bussiness boyfriend had sent his staff to broke into your house and get all packed.

Donquixote Doflamingo

He doesn't ask you, he informs you.

You had a really good night with him, there was a moment when he got jealous over a dude but after that everything was perfect.

When you both ended your night things, you decided to back to your house since you had to work early tomorrow.

You open the door and find that all your things were gone, you thought someone broke in, you were almost crying and were about to call Doflamingo (since he is the king of Dressrosa he is the better person to call)

Then a large figure appeared behind you.

"Hi little thing." your breath paused from the shock.

"Why are you here? You have something to do with these?"

"Of course, you really thought someone could break in my girl's house? do you think i would let you go home without my supervision?, you underestimate my possesiviness towards you."

"And why? you are mad because of that guy on the bar? that's why all my things are gone?"

"Partly yes, your things are not gone, they are on my palace," his arms lifted you from the ground, "seeing that stupid man made me realize that i need to keep a better eye on you... that's why this isn't your house anymore, so lets go home."

Even if you wanted, you couldn't say no, you don't know how are you going to adapt to these new change but you have no option.

Smoker

He is a marine, which means he is a very traditional man (on my perspective), under his rough marine reputation, he want's to do things right with you.

All marine officers have a big house provided by the goverment, he has a estable job, paid vacations and all the requirements to be a good choice partner to live with.

So after thinknig all of that, he decides to make a plan to ask you out.

He makes dinner for you both, not anything fancy, he is a direct man and he doesn't want you to think he is going to propose to you... yet.

The dinner was in his house, and was one of the best dates you both have, even if he couldn't cook the meal right.

"So, i was thinking... i am a man with a stable job, a high rank, a good salary, a good house."

"Are you going to propose?" you couldn't believe it, it felt like it was to soon.

"No, if i wanted to kneel with a ring i would have taken you to the best restaurant i could, like the Baratie or things like that."

"Who would have thought you are such a romantic man."

"I am not."

"Clearly, then what?"

"I am trying to ask you to move in with me."

"We both are marines, i have the same privileges as you."

"Yeah, but i am one rank higher than you, which makes me the one who would ask you to move in." he looks so proud about it.

"Fine, but what we do with my house?"

"We do the paperwork and we should receive a contribution for it and maybe we can't take our next vacations together to a nice island."

"You never take vacations, you love your job more than me."

"Believe me, if this happens, then we will take vacations together."

"Okey, then you should help me to move in, come on." you were already getting up to start moving, the excitement was making you not see things clear."

"I think we can do that tomorrow, now i want you to stay here." he took your hand and sat you on his lap.

Shanks

He is pretty fast to ask you in and well, moving in has two meanings: joining his crew and moving to his quarters.

The first one is really fast because he is a pirate and doesn't spent to much time on a village.

After trying to delay as much as possible his leaving while he thinks about asking you or not, he decides to give it a shot.

"(Y/N)-chan, do you want to live a big pirate life?" he says while passing his arm around your shoulders with a big smile, he looks like he is trying to recruit you to a cult.

You accept and now you are a part of the crew, you have your own quarter on the ship and you like being with the crew.

After a couple of months, you start getting involved with your captains, you were worried about what your crewmates would think about it.

He is worried too, he knows that everything is all fun and with no strings while you both have your different spaces. He knows once you moved permanently to the captain quarter, it would be official and irreversible.

That situation lasted a couple of weeks more till he couldn't wait anymore.

"Hey, sit down," he was waiting for you with a cup of sake, "i konw we've been doing things."

"If that's what you want to call it, then i am dissapointed."

"I mean, this isn't official to the rest of the crew and the world, even if it is to me," he interviewed his fand to yours, making you see you are important to him, "and i don't know if you are ready to take the next step, cause if you do, you will be known as "Akagami Shank's partner," he makes a dramatic pose, before going back to his serious face, "i want you to move to my quarters, if you want to be publicy known as..."

"Yes, i want, even with your stupid snores and your cold feet, i would like to sleep next to you every day."

"Ahhhh, how great it's to hear that... i don't know what i have done if you said no." he gave you a kiss got back to his dramatic being again.

[fluffypotatey]

Hello hello, S5 ep 9 let's-a-go! Warning, this one is BRUTAL. QXT: Macaque, what are you doing! M: Xiaotian, stop! You don’t need to do this. QXT: I do need to do this! M: I did tell you before to make your own choices, but this isn’t the way Xiaotian! QXT: You don’t understand. If I don’t do this, everyone will be done for! Everything will be destroyed! M: It doesn’t always have to be you! There’s always another way! QXT: But this is the only way! M: That’s not true. You don’t get it! Nines: Who says…*interrupts/traps* ...he doesn’t get it? Not bad. Who taught you that trick? Who did you make a deal with? M: What deal? Nines: Well, that’s not important. Everything’s ending soon anyways. The Harbinger of Chaos knows his mission. Only by sacrificing himself will you all be able to live. Nines is a real piece of work, making it seem like MK has a choice. That he doesn't care what he does, okay bud. Says that he's tired of being controlled by others LOL. Oh, the irony is enough to make this EP taste metallic. Tired of humans locking themselves in cages, ignoring chaos and destiny, etc. The quiet, seething way Macky asks "what deal?" almost seems guarded. Haha, perhaps he knows. MK saying "not this time" feels like a parallel to another episode, but I can't put my finger on it. Maybe something Wukong said? Yeah, that sounds right. "Sorry bud. Not this time." Yeah, S3 no? Wasn't there something like that?SWK: Xiaotian, no! Macky, watching this: *sighs* Even if this doesn’t work, I still gotta give it a shot. HELLO SIR YOU TOTALLY KNOW WHAT IS UP WITH YOUR WEIRD POWERS HUH? I'm skipping some parts, mostly the gang and Nine bc this ep is loaded, but note the way Mac's shadows infiltrate and surround the midsection where the power core usually is. SWK: Huh? What? My boi just turned himself into a shadowy nuclear bomb. I don’t like his prospects for the next season. Nines: You- what did you do? Why have I been separated from the chaos? I- I can’t feel it anymore! What did you do?! *screams lungs out as Macky gasps for breath on the ground.* HELLO MACKY IS MY POWER STEALING HC TRUE???? AYOOOOO Nine's is really flipping here, voice going all glitchy, robotic and echo-y. SWK: Macaque, you good? M: What are you waiting for? Stop Xiaotian! It's all about the tentative way Wukong steps forward and asks and Macky is clearly unwell...Is it worse or better than he was down for longer after fighting possessed!Wukong so we couldn't see his half-lidded eyes/struggle for air. He got himself up in the background of the SunBurst hug in a way that could be memed, but this? Nope. I brought it up bc I wanted to see if possessed!Wukong was holding back bc someone said he was re: laser eyes, maybe they meant him not using it until that fight, or the slow way(?) it charged up bc some part of him didn't want to kill Macky, idk. SWK: I won’t let you sacrifice yourself! QXT: Don’t stand in my way, Monkey King. Please. SWK: Not a chance, Xiaotian. You never abandoned me, and I won’t ever abandon you. QXT: Don’t force my hand, Monkey King. EVILLLLLL. JUST LIKE WUKONG SAID TO MACAQUE- don’t make me do this, Liu’er! SWK: No, Xiaotian. Don’t force mine. DOUBLE EVIL OH MY GOSH HE SAID THE THING AND HIS EYES WENT BRIGHT GOLD HE MEANS BUSINESS. They gave us serious scary Wukong FR.

I’m starting to see how things so easily went wrong for Macky. Wukong does NOT play around, even if you’re MK. Seeing him use the same spell LBD used to trap Macky on top of all this is making me LOSE IT.

QXT: No! No! SWK: There is still a lot I haven't taught you yet. QXT: Monkey King, please! This is my destiny! This is the only way! Let me just say I HATE the expressions Wukong has been making this entire episode. They're ruining me. This one too. SWK: Yes. You're right. It seems like this really is the only way to save everyone. QXT: Then- Then let me go! SWK: Nuwa, or destiny. No matter how you look at it, as long as we came from the same stone... QXT: What? SWK: You don't have to bear this destiny. Let me bear it. QXT: No! Monkey King! SWK: This world needs you, Xiaotian. Thanks...for everything. QXT: Monkey King! Stop, please! THE DRAMA FLUFFY THE DRAMA-! AND WUKONG IS CRYING AS HE FLIES AWAY- and then MK USES THE FREAKING SPELL. I swear everybody is trying to hurt each other and squabbling for the right of who gets to sacrifice themselves first and I'm FLIPPING. WHAT IS THIS?!?!?! This is what happens when you put two sacrificial morons with personal issues in a room together. SWK: No! Xiaotian! No! No! Stop Xiaotian! QXT: I'm sorry. I will be the one to bear my destiny. SWK: Stop! Don't Xiaotian! So anyways, Fluffs. We had all this angsty audio about Wukong crying/yelling if MK got hurt taken from Goku...and now we have to HEAR IT FOR REAL. And like, his VA is seriously good and I think I'll be crying for months if I heard that. I'm going to be crying to YOU about it and that is a threat. We'll cry together. I can kind of see Buddhist influence here since the cycle of reincarnation, while normal here for the characters, is actually the goal to "escape from." So to MK, it's not a good thing. Asides from how much angst Wukong gets from it. You would think it'd be like "oh I get to meet my friends in the next life" but nada, MK here is shook by it. Tho maybe it's because it's not natural, letting them live out to the end, but forcing it early?

OH MY GOD EPISODE 9

I TOOK ALL THE SUNBURST DUO SCREENSHOTS THAT MADE ME FERAL

like…..HELLO?????? 911?????? THERE’S BEEN A MURDER

AND THE FUCKING EXPRESSION BEFORE THE FIGHT🫠🫠🫠🫠 I AM SOBBING

[forgive me for the bad quality 🤧]

AND SWK SO READY TO TAKE MK’S OLAXE BECAUSE “hey, we’re from the same stone, so this destiny of yours should also be tied to me” AND WHAT IF I DIED???? WHAT IF THIS DIALOGUE STABBED ME???? LMK ANSWER FOR YOUR CRIMES

and the way Macky mourned Wukong privately while everyone else cried for MK (bc they assumed the Pillar repairing itsel meant swk failed) since he knew the Monkey King would try to take MK’s place i— 🫠

also Pigsy trying to change MK’s mind and when that didn’t work:

SOMEBODY SEDATE ME 😭

THATS HIS SON!!!! THATS HIS LITTLE BOY WHO LOVES NOODLES AND SUCKS AT DELIVERING THEM AND SPENDS MOST IF HIS WORK HOURS LISTENING TI TABG’S STORIES BUT PIGSY WOULDNT HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY

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also i think @/lunarwandering mentioned this in a post of theirs but Nines is so confusing lmaooooo like bro 🤨 do you or do you not want MK to sacrifice himself???? “i am giving you the choice he free!!! but i will also make sure to stop your friends from stopping me and you from operation Commit Die!”

the way he snaps at being called a monster 👀 Nines please share in a way that isn’t the Allegory of the Cave (like sir, that is Greek Philosophy come on) (tho interesting that the borders of the “cave” from ep8 looked like Nuwa 👀

ans Nines clearly has some beef with Nuwa 👀 so. what’s up with that)

i have so many questions about Nines

[painedpen]

Hi, i wanted to ask about your Mondo Oowada headcanons and platonic pairings :) i want to hear a rant, so dont worry about rambling

Okay so I’ve already answered an ask about my Mondo hcs, so now we’re gonna talk about my Kiyotaka hcs because he’s my second specialest little guy.

Fluff:

- Taka only really relaxes when he’s at home. He lets himself slouch and put his feet up while he works on a project. His manner of speech is much more casual when talking to his father. All around it’s the only time he can truly be peaceful.

- Takaaki’s grandfather came to the country from Spain, and thus the whole family is fluent in Spanish. This, of course, includes Taka. He speaks so fast it’s almost impossible to understand him when he’s speaking Spanish.

- His dad read somewhere that ear piercings could help soothe migraines, and decided to take Taka to get a couple for his birthday. Taka refuses to wear his ear cuffs anywhere outside the house, but he likes them because they make for good tactile and audio stims.

- Obviously autistic. Like c’mon.

- He is Very Normal about martial arts and weaponry. He researches extensively, and practices extensively as well. Because of this, he has a bizarrely wide knowledge of how to kill or seriously maim people.

- He actually spars with Sakura quite a bit. While he definitely can’t beat her, she enjoys that Taka is a bit more of a challenge than other people.

- Because of poverty and such, he was never able to afford good ingredients, so he only knows how to cook very basic dishes. He’s the best at making those basic dishes, though.

- You want ramen but don’t have the energy to make it yourself? Go to Taka, cause his ramen will have you meeting God so you can spiritually high five Her.

- You do have to specify not to put a crazy amount of spices in it though. He and his dad have so much spice tolerance it’s honestly concerning.

- He tries so hard to be well behaved, but growing up with Takaaki has had its side effects. Taka’s startle response is to excessively swear in Spanish. He’s mortified with himself every time.

- Honestly he’s so much more chill when he’s not in a professional environment. If you’re not at school or work he doesn’t give a shit if you swear or whatever. Just don’t do it in front of kids and he’s fine.

- Protesting king. Oh, it’s against the rules for people to wear their pride pins? Guess who’s walking down the halls wearing a rainbow flag as a cape? It’s Kiyotaka Ishimaru, motherfucker.

- Has probably been detained before due to involvement in protests. He’s always peaceful, but if the attending officers get a bit too eager, he’s gotta do what he’s gotta do.

- Can leap over an eight-foot-tall fence in a single bound, and will at the slightest hint of provocation.

- If he’s too focused on his work, the filter between his brain and mouth will forget to work. It’s honestly so entertaining because he’ll just say whatever comes to mind, no matter how insulting or rude it is.

Angst: (CW for Violence, Child Abuse, Scars, Eating Disorders)

- Okay here we fuckin go.

- Taka has more scars than anyone else in his class. Some are from his grandfather (more on that later), but most of them are from his grandfather’s enemies.

- As everyone has already guessed, Toranosuke wasn’t all that great to Taka. He would spend weekends babysitting sometimes, and would force Taka to study for days.

- He would lock Taka in his room and wouldn’t let him out until he decided that Taka had done enough. Sometimes Taka would go the whole weekend without any food.

- At one point, Taka tried to sneak out to get something to drink, but his grandfather caught him. Long story short, that’s how he got that huge scar on his shoulder.

- Taka dissociates while he studies now. He absorbs the information, but he’ll be mumbling to himself about “yes, sir… I’ll do better, sir… sorry sir…” even though no one else is in the room with him.

- This boy has had more pints of coffee than hours of sleep in his lifetime.

- He will mix black coffee and five hour energy and down the whole thing in under a minute. Everyone who knows him worries for his health.

- He obviously struggles with nightmares, so he’ll study or work out to avoid sleeping most nights. He normally stays awake until he collapses from exhaustion.

- Touch used to be a huge No for him. Even Takaaki could barely pat him on the shoulder for a long time. When Makoto first held his face, Taka started sobbing.

- Sometimes he’ll genuinely forget that people can be kind. When he sees someone doing something nice for him or others, it kinda knocks the breath out of him because “That’s so strange… I forgot people had the capacity for it…”

- Will straight up not eat for days. He got so used to being without food as a child that having three meals a day will actively make him sick.

- He does not trust teachers in the slightest. He’ll be respectful to them, but he’d rather bite off his own tongue than ask one for help.

- This is mainly because of his middle school days. Other students would beat him to a pulp, and the teachers would just stare at him, in a puddle of his own blood, and walk away.

- There was one teacher who did something worse than that, but I don’t feel comfortable going into details at this moment. Use your imagination, it’s probably as bad as you think.

Platonic Pairings:

Kiyotaka + Sayaka:

- I’m so smart for this just let me explain.

- Sayaka asked him to teach her how to do several Latin dances, and they’ve been best friends ever since.

- They really relate to each other in the sense that they both have had to work extremely hard in order to achieve their goals. They both believe that hard work can achieve anything.

- The entire idol group loves Taka, but Sayaka is the only one he sees everyday.

- He hangs out with the lot of them very often, and they help him loosen up a bit.

Kiyotaka + Aoi:

- This one is so obvious.

- Hina is Colombian, so she was ecstatic to find another Spanish speaker in her class. She constantly clowns on Kiyotaka’s accent though.

- They’re both so passionate about the things they care about it’s so cute to watch them interact.

- I think Taka is one of the only people that can keep up with Hina’s energy level consistently.

Kiyotaka + Kyoko:

- They are childhood friends.

- Think about it. Taka’s dad is a detective, so is Kyoko’s grandfather. Kyoko’s grandfather is too smart to fall for the whole “all Ishimaru’s are evil blegh!” thing.

- I’m saying they hung out when they were little. I’m right too.

- Taka helps Kyoko express her emotions more clearly while Kyoko helps Taka calm down and focus his mind.

Kiyotaka + Peko:

- Top tier sword bros.

- Taka saw Peko training one day and promptly decided that she was the coolest person to ever exist.

- Peko admires his true passion for the art of swordplay. He reminds her of herself when she was younger.

- I’m making Peko sound like an old woman here please excuse me.

- Taka admires her so much it’s so cute. He calls her Shishou until Peko asks him to stop. After that he sticks to Peko-Senpai.

Kiyotaka + Gonta:

- Sobbing crying throwing up punching the air.

- Gonta wants to be a gentleman and Taka is one of the best people to go to for lessons in etiquette.

- They are autistic together.

- Gonta calls Taka Senpai exactly one time. Taka starts crying cause he’s so honored. Gonta thinks he hurt Taka’s feelings. He never calls Taka Senpai again.

- Taka liked bugs as a kid, and still kinda does, so he and Gonta get along so well.

*Insert autism creature Yippee sound byte*

[sabyfangirl]

What is up Wild Kratts Fam'? :D

Prepare yourselves cuz' this is gonna be lit! :3

Seriously dudes.. How does Chris do it?!? :o

Sorry I just had to.. lol

First appearance in the show.. And he's already flipping around!

LOL hgklhgYhhoiuhmpjoi

The way he hides behind the bush is just... *screams internally*

And you'd think this is it? Oh no, sir.. The fun is only beginning XD

Mwahahahaha... sry

See what I did there *grinning*.. OTP, get it? *Getting booed*

Ok I'll stop now... ;_;

They don't get it, an animal can't possibly in the name of logic NOT be cool..

He's out to getcha! >:)

OMG what were the animators doing? This just straight up ruins the Maviva ship.. HOLLY KRATT! AM I the only one seeing this?

I'm telling ya this innocent looking guy is a backstaber, he's stealing Martin's crush!!! And I caught him red handed!

I GOT MY EYES ON YOU JZ:

I ain't gonna let this boy steal my babie's crush and break his heart in the process...

*'over protective fangirl mode' on*

Cheers for Plato XD

This isn't the only time they make our hearts melt ;w;

RIP Chris :')

Really, this guy's amazing! ;h;

Chris is traumatized guys, he needs therapy...

Looks like JZ's not the only one planning to ruin Martin's chances with Aviva..

Martin: I save you and this is how you repay me?

Plato: *laughs evilly*...

Martin: .3.

I GOT MY EYES ON YOU TOO PLATO!

Someone save HIM ;O;

What's taking you so long!!! GO SAVE THAT POOR BOY!!!!!

I hc Donita having a secret crush on Martin lol

Donita: I don't wanna talk about it...

The other villains: *trying hard not to burst into laughter cuz she'll probs end their existence!*

lol X)

BIG Brother Martin to the rescue...

Martin (after this mission be like): hello? Is this the mental health hospital? *talks on the phone while holding a traumatized and shaky Chris covered in a blanket in his arm* uhh, yes.. I would like to report tree cannibals who NEARLY ATE MY BROTHER!!! That's right I want them locked up and kept an eye on, ya HEAR ME!!!

lol, it should totally be a thing ;)

Anyhow.. Here's a classic "villains dealing with the good guys" kinda thing:

It's not over yet!

I've been wanting to do this for the longest time lol *laughs cheepishly*

and finaly but not least!

... That was the most longest and roughest post I've ever worked on in my LIFE!!! *passes out*

But it was worth it! So what I've learned from this ep is:

-Jimmy is stealing Aviva from Martin :3

-The villains are straight up cannibals.

-Platypus' are cool but also rude.

-Martin is going through a heart break and is concerned for his brother's mental state. He is not having a good day.

-Chris is traumatized and needs comfort *caughs* brotherly comfort *caughs*

Asides AAAAAAAAAALLLL of that.. I managed to learn a thing or two about Platypus' even though I'm manely here for the Kratt brothers ;)

[tinyidle]

sooshu

Put You In Your Place - SSJ x YSH

this is my third ever one-shot scenario, and it's with a ship! hopefully this fills all the sooshu lovers' hearts, especially since it will be hard to make soojin hcs without her being in the group

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WARNING: smut, mentions of teasing and jealousy, cursing, brat taming, nickname "mommy" is used (new, am i right?), punishments (sp*nking, f*ngering, overst*mul*tion), safewording, d*gr*dation, b*gg*ng, squ*t*ng, aftercare, bratty!shuhua, brattamer!soojin, dom!soojin, sub!shuhua, all fiction (although i don't at all think they're not visiting each other often as we speak)

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shuhua knew she finally broke her usually quiet girlfriend. while they were out and about, away from their busy lives, shuhua decided to act bratty and force her soojin into touching her in public. soojin would usually not bother with her since she does this all the time, that being shuhua's nature. but the band broke once she saw her girlfriend-- her girlfriend-- flirting with a dude that complimented shuhua's looks. now soojin knows how beautiful her lover is, but for shuhua to act extra around this random man just because of a compliment? no way.

no fucking way.

"sorry, sir, but we have to go. bye!" soojin politely said while grabbing shuhua hand.

"but i want to talk to oppa some more!!" she said in a fake pout that soojin knew so well.

"let's. go," soojin said sternly. "now." at that time shuhua stopped the defiant act and walked away with soojin back to her apartment. shuhua was shivering with excitement and worry about what her normally timid lover would do to her. when they arrived and locked their apartment, soojin immediately turned to her shorter girlfriend.

"strip," soojin said with sternness. yet her girlfriend wanted to tease her some more.

"im sorry, but i couldn't hear you properly. can you- oh!" shuhua gasped as the taller pulled her by the waist and smacked her ass rather harshly.

"i said. strip," soojin said even more sternly now. "unless you want to get punished."

the maknae, being the teasing shit she is, further tested her girlfriend by slowly taking off her socks while wiggling. soojin was having none of that, so she pulled down her bratty lover's shorts and undies and bent her over the nearby couch. "since you want to act like a slut," soojin spat out, making the younger flinch, "count 25 times for me. if you mess up, we start all over again. got it?"

shuhua nodded, which earned her a sharp smack in her round ass. "ah! yes, mommy", she said after wiggling for some friction in her core.

"good. now be a good little bunny and count for mommy." soojin rubbed her girlfriend's ass before starting her assault.

after 10 spanks shuhua's pale bum had turned a peach-colored red. she was getting really tired and very horny, as her yelps turned into moans. she was in a sleepy trance for 10 more smackings until she felt a sharp pain in her inner region. "23!!" she shouted.

soojin tsked in disappointment. "uh-uh, cherry. it was 21. i should start from the top, huh?"

shuhua's eyes widened and she thrashed to no avail due to her girlfriend's strong grip. "nononono mommy, please!! i'll be good! i promise."

soojin didn't believe the younger girl over the couch, so she had her own teasing fun and stuck two fingers into the younger, causing shuhua to shriek.

"mom-- mommy-- shit-- MOMMY IM SORRY, PLEASE!!" at this point shuhua's pussy was burning from the brutal fucking that her girlfriend was giving her.

"please what, slut? do you need me to pause for a moment, love?" soojin was in such a headspace but tried her best to remember shuhua's needs.

"n-need your cock," shuhua said timidly, legs rubbing against each other for failed friction. soojin finally broke her usually bratty girlfriend.

with a hum of approval, the sexy dancer gave the younger one last smack before telling her to strip for the third time that night. this time shuhua complied completely, even laying on the couch in the kneeling position in front of her girlfriend.

"aww," soojin fake pouted. "shu is going to behave now?" shuhua nodded, with a simple 'yes mommy'. "good. because im not going easy on you."

she took off all her clothes and went upstairs in her drawer and took out her 6-inch strapon and lube. once she strapped herself in it and walked back down to the living room, shuhua was in the same position but face down ass up.

with another hum of approval, soojin rubbed shuhua's abused ass. "safeword?" soojin asked, reminding shuhua of her right to safety.

"strawberries", shuhua hummed, already in a fucked out state.

"good. now take my dick like the whore you are."

once soojin entered shuhua, she moaned so loudly that soojin took her fingers that were previously used for plunging into her in her mouth to shut her up. soon shuhua's muffled screams turned into whiney moans. soojin knew shuhua was close by the way her ass was moving back into soojin's strapon in slight overstimulation.

"are you going to cum, shushu? are you going to be a good girl and fall completely apart on my cock?" soojin's filthy words made shuhua fuck herself harder into the fake dick in desperation, which made soojin smack her ass harshly. "want me to finally put you in your place? or do you want to keep acting like a filthy brat?"

when the older took her fingers out shuhua's mouth, she gasped then pleaded, "i'll listen to you mommy, i promise. please let me cum."

being satisfied with the amount of begging shuhua has done, soojin finally let shuhua release. "cum for me, baby."

that alone made shuhua screech and cum so hard she even squirted onto the fake dick. it took all of soojin's self-control to not fuck back into her. as for shuhua, she was shaking and was whimpering in pleasure.

"stay here, shushu. ill clean you up." and that's what she did. when she cleaned both her and shuhua up, as well as disinfected the couch, they both went to bed.

"shuhua? remember that you belong to me, okay?"

the sleeping girl woke up some to reply. "yes, mommy. i will, always."

"good girl. i love you so much."

"i love you too."

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another very long, detailed, and very smutty, fanfic. but all for sooshu, am i right? ;) im a few minutes late of when i wanted to post this, but i wanted to make sure i made as few grammatical errors as possible. edit: i revised this piece because: surprise, i made grammatical errors.

if you have any suggestions, let me know! i can write for other members of (g)i-dle if wanted.

[sybil-scribble]

Bugsnax HC time everyone!

So Ya'll got my art yesterday, now you get very self indulgent Hcs about each character, with a very specific theme. Affection and Comfort, specifically how each of the Grumps do it and how good they are with it. This was based on a post I saw of someone going over how they'd cuddle every Grumpus and I though it was so fucking cute I wanted to share my own thoughts! - Going in order of when you meet them

Filbo

Very much open to affection, You can hug him at random and he barely is surprised, just smiling and calling you out very gently with just "Hi Buddy! Good to see ya!" He's very okay with it.

Very much gives affection to anyone if you tell him. He always asks before he hugs someone or touches them, doesn't wanna make anyone feel uncomfortable.

Pretty good all around, will give you a big hug if he sees your feeling bad, get you things, talk to you, he does his best.

If he's feeling bad, he is gonna hide the hell out of it. Even if its obvious he's not feeling good he will do everything to try and seem his normal self...but one hug at that point and he's not letting go.

My lovely boy, I would just give him such a big hug, cover him in a blanket and just, squish him, he deserves cuddles and hugs all the time!

Wambus

Doesn't care much for affection like that, if you hug him, he'll let ya the first time before telling you downright he doesn't do hugs.

Although he's a man of action instead of words, he also doesn't really give any affection out to anyone, save for Triffany. He may give a lighthearted punch to the shoulder, but that's about it.

There is the exception if he knows someone is hurting like that. Wambus is horrible with comforting words, so best he can offer is a kind of side hug/arm over your shoulder and letting you go through your feelings. If its a really bad time, he will pull you in more, he's not one for comforting, but if you need it, he'll do his best.

Wambus gets pretty snappy when he's not feeling good, it's not by choice, it's how he was raised, anger kinda springs up on him. He's quick to apologize when he realizes it, sometimes.

Sir, you're the ultimate Dad friend.

Beffica

Beff isn't against hugs, but she doesn't like to give them herself, She'd call you Squeeb if you do, but she'll never tell you not to hug her.

Doesn't give out affection, just accepts it

If you're hurt or sad, she'll make an exception to hug you. She's not as good with people as she thinks, and at best will try and just tell you why you shouldn't be sad at the moment, what good is happening and all that.

If Beff isn't in a good mood, she doesn't leave her home, and will lock the door.

Triffany

She accepts hugs, knows people like hugs and doesn't mind it so long as you tell her first.

Only gives affection to her husband normally, unless atention is needed. Is a big hugger normally.

If someone is hurt she is pushed into Mom friend mode. She'll give you a hug and try to help the situation, however best she can. That is if she notices...if she's doing her studying or preoccupied in general she may overlook you for a bit until something happens to get her attention. She'd tell you stories of her work to give you something to focus on and calm down with.

If Triffany isn't feeling good she'll just spend her day closer to Wambus, other than that she's just a tad lower energy.

Cromdo

I don't have much on Cromdo, he'd likely joke about having to charge you if you hug him too much.

Doesn't really give hugs, will at the very least give you some encouraging words if he can.

Is actually kinda good at comforting people, mostly giving you someone to vent to and clear your head.

Cromdo usually stays quiet when he's not feeling his 100%.

Wiggle

Is perfectly fine with hugs, either giving them or receiving them. Somedays she may just say she isn't feeling like being touched and that will be it until she says she's okay again.

If your hurt, she'll sit by you and try to see what's wrong, if she can, she'll sing for you to try and help out.

If Wiggle isn't feeling good, you'll tell, she isn't singing for one, and if she is, she's not happy with what she's singing about.

Gramble

He won't tell you know, but he doesn't know how to accept it really.

Doesn't hug normally, doesn't want to touch people unless necessary.

he knows how it feels to feel that bad and doesn't want people to feel bad too. Depending on how close you are he'll likely end up coming close to give you a hug, if that doesn't work, he'll put his hat on you to get your attention.

If he's feeling bad, he'd like to be alone so he can get over his sadness, maybe stay with his little ones to calm down. I you try to comfort him, he genuinely may start crying.

If he's sleepwalking, don't hug him, he will latch on and then suddenly you have to sleep in the Barn with him.

My lovely, I wanna give him so much love and hugs, like Filbo but he's small, I can carry him.

Snorpy

Tell him first, he will scream and likely slap you without thinking otherwise, his nerves get him too paranoid for surprises.

Will give a hug if you ask him, but it's quick.

Very bad at comforting people, he couldn't tell he was in a relationship for years you think he can pick up and deal with emotions?

If he feels bad, he goes to Chandlo, that's all

Chandlo

He accepts hugs! But be careful he gives very tight hugs, could hurt if he wasn't so good with his strength.

If your feeling bad, he'll hug ya and hang out to talk, maybe see if you wanna go work out with him, get you moving and focused to see if that helps.

If Chandlo is down, he stays with Snorpy.

Floofty

will bite, like actually, he'll hurt you, don't hug him. If you're close, he may allow things like you pass out on him, but nothing further.

does not comfort you, he's trying to learn about Grumpus interactions, but he's not qualified for comforting yet.

hard to tell when he's down or not, let him be and things are fine.

Shelda

Will ask you not to, but won't mind if you must

She's actually happy to give hugs, but keeps her professionalism as "Shelda" so she won't.

Comforting from her comes in words, helping you talk your problems out and figure out how to help.

If she feels bad, depending she may drop the Shelda act and just sleep out the day.

Eggabell

Accepts hugs and will give them if wanted, she's friendly like that before and after Liz's disappearance...mostly

if your down, she tries to help, for one she makes sure your not sick or injured, then will sit with you and hang out.

If she's feeling bad she'll read and ask to eb alone, but will accept a hug.

Lizbert

hugs you first, big hugger, very physical and happy.

if you manage to surprise her with a hug she picks you up and laughs.

tries her best when people are down, gives a really good motivational speech and then will chill out with everyone.

if she's down, she needs Eggabell, that's the best you can do to help.

IN conclusion......

I wrote all of this for Filbo, Wambus, and Gramble specifically, and didn't wanna leave out the others. In reality i wanted to focus on the fact that I wanna hug and cuddle Filbo and Gramble and just, Wambus is very good pick two and...

this is cringe but I am cringe and I am free I will simp for the muppets thank you very much.

[merv606]

please elaborate on Daniel calling Terry “daddy” for the first time when his hair starts greying :’)

Please elaborate on Daniel calling Terry “daddy” for the first time when his hair starts greying :’)

Wow / what a great ask from an anon I definitely do not know 😂

Okay but for this HC - imagine if having Daniel call Terry daddy is not even something on Terry’s mind or radar.

His boy calls him Sir when he demands it and that’s enough for him.

Maybe It’s not even on Daniel’s mind, something’s that’s never even crossed his mind ….. until the grey starts to come in.

And okay maybe Daniel is regretting convincing Terry to just let it go cause it goes from a few hairs littered throughout ( even those few are still so noticeable against the ebony dark of the rest of his hair) to salt n pepper, to completely grey at the temples to pure silver fox. God, it’s like it was when they first got together - they can’t keep their hands off each other.

Daniel practically gagging for it and Terry giving it to him.

SO NSFW

Terry has him bent over for the third?! Fourth time?! today (Daniel’s not sure - he’s entered into some type of fugue sex state) but regardless, Terry has him bent over, eating him out - Daniel holding himself open (he’s helpful like that). If he eats him out while he’s on his back, then Daniel won’t last - always goes off as soon as he looks down at the Silver head of hair, hands tangling in the soft locks.

As it were, he’s humping back against Terry’s face, almost about to come when he stops and Daniel is about to turn over and give Terry a piece of his mind but then he feels the blunt head of his husband’s cock against his spit slick opening instead, so he lets it go.

He sinks to his belly; maybe he’ll just let Terry do all the work. He does remember riding him earlier - he deserves to be pampered.

“Don’t be a pillow princess sweetheart.”

“I thought you liked it when I just took it,” he sasses back and Terry smacks his ass. A brat through and through.

“Be a good boy, sweetheart, and put that ass in the air for me then.”

Terry doesn’t wait though, wedging his hands between his soft lower belly and the mattress to grab his hips, yanking him back and up.

Terry is half way in, Daniel savouring the slow glide of the thick length opening him up, so familiar yet it feels new somehow, when he catches sight of them in the mirror. Watching the look of bliss that crosses his husband’s face as he slowly sheaths himself inside Daniel’s body, his attention on his ass as he pushes in, in, in.

Everything is slow and steady, even and calm. The way it’s going now feels more like Daniel’s in store for a marathon rather than a race.

He relaxes, widening his legs.

“That’s it sweetheart, good boy. Let me give you what you need.”

Daniel just moans.

“I always do, don’t I?”

Grey locks of hair falling around his face, backlight by the mid day sun pouring in behind him.

He doesn’t know what it is. What compels him - the thought just pops in his head. The first time is every has which is odd, because now that it’s there, taking root as it spreads, it makes perfect sense.

Moaning out “Daddy,”, Terry shoves in all the way, sudden and harsh.

Soft cry as his body yields the to sudden intrusion, still so loose and open from earlier, so it’s more so the contrast to this heat that seems to have creeped in, settling on them. Daniel feels out of breath, more so than he should be. Everything feels syrupy and sweet.

Terry is stock still behind him, harsh breaths himself , which is odd. He’s barley started, and he can (and has) taken Daniel far rougher for far longer without breaking a sweat.

It takes a few moments, for his brain to catch up with his mouth and realize what I said.

Before he can panic or think of how to explain, his husband tightens his grip on his hips, fingers sinking into the little bit of flesh there.

Terry’s voice is hoarse as he says, “say it again.”

He’s never heard that tone from Terry but every part of him is responding to it, down to his core. He couldn’t ignore it even if he wanted to (he doesn’t), even if he tired (he doesn’t). The need to obey to this new thing he’s created between them - after all this time, something new.

His brain is having trouble catching up, foggy and hazy, but his body is with the program, trying to fuck back.

“Come on baby. Say it for me,” as a large hand smooths up his narrow back, fingertips tracing the delicate spine.

“Daddy,” he moans out and before he can even register it, Terry has an arm wrapped around his waist and suddenly Terry is on the bed instead, Daniel in his lap. Large hands on slender hips guiding him down, down, down; ass too open and too hungry for it, wet noises as his husband fills him again.

Terry seems to be petting him everywhere and anywhere.

He rises and falls a few times, but him limbs feel heavy and clumsy.

“Please I need.”

“Shhhh. Daddy knows what you need baby. Just let him do all the work.”

All bets are off then.

Daddy keeps falling from plump lips like a broken records skipping but stuck, over and over.

“Daddy, daddy, daddy.“

“Fuck, Daniel,” he says, burying his face into his soft chest, as he fucks his boy up and down on his cock like a rag doll; a plaything for his pleasure.

Daniel taking everything and more.

Daniel giving everything and more.

Terry wishes he had gone grey sooner.

[leetotters]

I saw your requests open can you write maybe a hc with professor!chris evans

Bonus points if reader is a cheerleader! i barley see ones with cheerleader thx😚😚

first chris fic, kinda happy its professor!chris also i made reader a cheerleader but idk what the hell is required for it other than the basics! also the reader is over 19+ and chris is about 40 (huge age gap) please don't read if it is a problem!

professor!chris evans x cheerleader!reader

summary: something like request^

you were your university's cheerleader captain, you had good grades, optimistic attitude and well a great ass personality

chris was a middle aged professor, unmarried, his once soft brown locks now silver, his skin slightly wrinkle but damn did he age like fine wine.

most people at your college spoke about the hot history professor, even you, girls would swoon over him during classes not paying any attention to the new topic he would be teaching, their eyes drinking in the sight of him as his muscles flex pointing the board.

chris knew about the foul comments his students made about him, he knew how some of them would stay back after class attempting to seduce him to go in bed with them, he knew the girls wore revealing clothing trying to catch his eye, he knew he was a hot man for his age.

yes, you were one of students who thirsted over professor chris, but you were weren't one to actually seduce the man, you did make impure comments about him but tried to keep them earshot from him, you wore outfits that suited your style, revealing or not, you wore it for yourself.

professor evans was a man of class, not giving in to his horny students throwing themselves at him, he would sometimes chuckle, proud he still had his charm from his youth days to attract others, sometimes he would be grading his history exam papers and would see his name with hearts around it in the corner of the page.

but professor evans had a little secret of his own, a little dirty secret that would probably make him get fired from his paying job, professor evans had eyes for someone and that someone was coincidentally one of his students, yeah, all that class of his is gone when he sees that one cheer captain strutting into his class, her hand holding college colored pompoms and her little cheerleading uniform.

y/n l/n was the name

professor evans would occasionally glance at you in class, you always sat in the fourth row with a few of your friends, to his dismay. he would flash you his pearly smile whenever you answered a question or asked, you were his best student, his best girl.

chris would sometimes stand afar watching you practice with your cheerleading team going through your warm ups and routines, he always got flustered when your skirt would raise showing him more of your smooth thighs

the things he would do to you if he just had the chance he thought to himself more than often, but you wouldn't be intrested with a middle aged man like him..right?

chris leaned back on his chair, checking his watch once more, boredom creeping up on him as he marked some of his students essays, he let out a loud yawn grading the last paper of the second set then going on to the other.

a knock was heard from the other side of the door awakening chris from his sleepy state, 'come in' he shouted groggily, rubbing his droopy eyes thinking who the hell was here at six in the evening

you peeked your head inside, smiling shyly, professor evans eyes darkened a little when he saw you enter, his eyes immediately raking your body, you were dressed in a satin y/f/c pj shirt and shorts, making chris adjust himself at the sight of your bare legs.

'oh y/n, what brings you here' chris inquired resting his pen on his desk and folding his arms pointing you to the seat right across his desk.

you sat down, not really sure yourself why you walked all the way here to his office, 'i'm having a bit of trouble with the new assignment you gave us sir' you lied fiddling with your fingers on your lap from his intense stare

chris grinned nodding his head before speaking, 'trouble? miss l/n, you're top in my class and i'm pretty sure you aren't here to discuss about this assignment' he folded his arms across his chest, the grin still plastered on his lips.

'no sir i'm not' you shook your head, standing from your spot circling your way around his desk to the back of his chair, placing your arms on his shoulders feeling him stiffen up from your touch. you massaged him, rolling your thumbs over his neck then lowering your lip to his ear, 'i came here to see you sir' chris inhaled deeply when the three lettered word left your lips.

'i see the way you look at me' you spoke voice low, licking a strip of his ear, hands still working on his shoulders up to his neck, 'i see you looking at me when i'm practicing' you nibbled his earlobe, teasingly moaning, 'i see your eyes on me during your lessons' you pulled back spinning his chair around, straddling his lap, locking your arms around his neck giving him your alluring smile.

'and i like it sir' you finished, toying with the silver baby hairs behind the nape of his neck, biting your bottom lip and staring up at chris, his green eyes were wide, he slowly leaned in, waiting to see if you would retreat, only to have you smash your lips together with his, your hips grinding on his lap as his hand found a place on your waist raising the material of your body.

chris drew back, his large hand cupping your cheek brushing his thumb under your eye before pressing his lips to yours, slipping his tongue in exploring the insides, 'so fucking sexy y/n' chris groaned, pushing his face between the valley of your exposed breasts leaving soft kisses on both hardened nipples

you hummed still moving your hips on his crotch trying to relieve the insufferable ache between your thighs, 'fuck me sir, fuck my tight pussy, i know you want to' you pleaded, so close to your orgasm that you used chris shoulders to keep up your balance to reach the end state of bliss.

chris thought seeing you in your cheerleading uniform was hot, but this, your orgasmic state was far from that, your lips were parted, nose scrunched and eyes shut as you came in your shorts, your squeals bouncing off the class walls as your grip tightened on chris shoulders.

'fuck doll, you just came by grinding on my lap' your professor spoke his voice dark, his hands kneading the rotund flesh of your covered behind, 'imagine when i actual fuck you with my thick cock' that made you whine automatically, at the mention of his cock.

you were about to respond with a snarky response but a knock to the door made both of you and chris freeze, 'professor evans, may i come in' a high pitched voice asked, surely one of his students who wanted to be in the position you were in a few seconds ago. 'uh just a minute' you quickly slipped your pj shirt over your head, adjusting your moistened shorts getting off of chris lap.

chris pressed his lips to yours once more before letting you go, 'mhm doll, come to my office tomorrow, right after class' he unwillingly pulled back, 'wear that cute little cheerleading uniform of yours too' chris squeezed your waist releasing you from his grip leaving you in a blushing state.

'will do professor' you winked walking out the door swaying your hips sensually knowing his eyes were on you.

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part two here!

[volleychumps]

hey hey hey i love you & your work 🥺🥺💕 can i request hc or scenario (up to you, love) of akaashi, ushijima, & tsukki being cramped on a busy subway train with the girl they like and having to like be v close & trying to give each other room but there IS NO ROOM and ! there’s a pervert feeling her up and they see she’s Very Uncomfy and save her from it? thanks ily 💓💓 congrats on 3k

Thank you for 3.4k! Have some fwuffy scenarios you guys seem to like protective boyos tehe 

Protecting their Crush on a Subway w/ Akaashi, Ushijima, and Tsukishima

Warning(s): depictions of harassment 

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Akaashi

He knew you rode this train. 

It was an evident fact that stood out in his mind when he would board after a grueling practice, instantly seeing you in the same spot at the same time of the day after your own club activities, either immersed in a book or your playlist, a light tune in your throat. Akaashi would make sure to always sit on the other side, risking a glance at two at you from the other side of the subway train, always keeping a distance- yet always keeping you in sight. 

And it was evident that the setter had no intentions on acting on any blooming feelings he felt emerging from your small giggles reserved for yourself, or even the tasteful choice of book of the day you flipped through. He was satiated from his distance, hands tucked away in the warmth of his pockets as he watched you hurriedly tuck your novel away and get off at your stop. 

Until the day came where the distance was closed. Harshly. 

He wondered where you were as the sun set and the train conductor was making their final calls, the subway growing unbearably cramped- a fact he noticed as soon as he realized your absence- not being able to handle the small quirk to the corner of his lips when you stumble on out of breath just as the final call was being heard. 

Blue-green eyes watch from a peripheral view as you bite your lip at the sight of your seat being taken, looking around kind of lost before your eyes fell on his school uniform. Akaashi tilts his head, scooting just enough towards the person next to him to make room that had your eyes brightening at the motion. 

 Your grateful smile had both corners of his lips quirking up now, and you sit graciously in the seat next to him while whispering a small thank you, now not having to stand up and hold onto one of the rails. He simply nods, looking down at his own book but not really paying attention to it, noticing a bit too late that your leg was pressed tightly up against his. He feels the blush emerge before he can stop it, but keeps his eyes on the inked words. 

But his leg wasn’t the only one yours was pressed against. 

He feels you stiffen mere minutes after the train began to move, and his blue eyes drifted to his left to break the ice and talk to you-

and he wished they had sooner. 

Akaashi’s eyes narrow at the sight of a dirty hand inching towards your thigh, exposed from the skirt of your school uniform. You were quiet and reserved at school (one of Akaashi’s favorite traits), and was most likely not the type to speak up when an incident like this was happening. And he wasn’t either. 

Until now. 

He casts a glance to your face to see you near tears, face flushed in embarrassment as you internally struggle with the choice of making a scene, prompting Akaashi to shut his book with a sharp clap, feeling your trembling increase as the hand slides up further. You feel his breath tickle your ear as you look at him slightly, watery eyes blinking in confusion. 

“Excuse me, L/N-san.” 

Your eyes widen a little bit when Akaashi’s arm wraps around your waist, reaching behind you to snatch the other side tightly, pulling you into his side snugly so far away from the perv next to you that your leg is almost on top of his. Akaashi ignores the thump in his ears and heat in his cheeks as he rests your head on his shoulder, lifting his head slightly to shoot a venomous glare at your perpetrator over your head. 

The old man laughs nervously, deciding it was a good time to get off as the train came to a stop, nodding once to Akaashi before making a hasty exit. 

Akaashi sighs, narrowing his eyes further when he saw all the extra space, signaling that the old bag had been pressing up to you on purpose. He lets go of your waist immediately, not surprised you scrambled off him as fast as you did. 

“I’m sorry for acting rashly, I-” 

“Thank you!” You bow deeply, now having the room to do so as the volume of the train car had lessened drastically. “A-Akaashi-san, right? I see you around school sometimes so don’t freak out, I know you’re a gentleman! How do I make it-?” 

“L/N-san.” 

You tilt your head, and Akaashi hums, content look on his face as he opens his book back up. 

“You missed your stop.” 

“You...know my...?” 

“Will you allow me to walk you home when my stop comes?” Akaashi rushes out, internally beating up for his mistake before a warm smile crosses your face, the setter relaxing at the sight of it as you nod once. 

“I’d like that.” 

“Very well.” Akaashi clears his throat as you shift a bit closer to him despite the distance you could easily put between the two of you. 

“What are you reading?” 

Akaashi feels his lips curl again, anger fading away as he tilts the book in your direction to explain, legs touching one another voluntarily-

suddenly glad the distance had been closed. 

Ushijima

He always stood two hand rails down from you. 

The train ride home had always been a rather cramped one, but the regulars on this train were the same people who knew that the certain railing you were holding was yours at this time of the day. And Ushijima’s railing was his. 

Two away. 

Ushijima saw the way your face lit up when you talked to Tendou, the kind smile gracing your features enough to make a foreign feeling bump around in his chest as he stood off to the side awkwardly. Tendou had flicked your forehead, and you had pouted in his direction with the most adorable eyes-

“Are you just going to let your friend bully me?” 

And then you had taken his arm, sticking your tongue out at Tendou as you pretended to begin to pull him in another direction. 

“Just for being an ass, I’m stealing your one and only Ushijima~” 

“YOU WOULDN’T DARE-” 

But the funny thing? He found himself wanting to go in the direction you had wanted him to, your small hand wrapped around his bicep as the wing spiker tried to translate just what he was feeling. 

And when you let go, he blinked. And blinked some more as you giggled and waved as you walked off, suddenly wishing Tendou hadn’t interfered as the redhead places a curse on you from afar. 

He glances at you, hand loosely holding onto the holder above your head, eyes cast downward. You probably didn’t know you were on the same train, seeing that you never looked at your surroundings much due to your focus on your phone. 

But he suddenly wished you looked around you before you left yourself vulnerable to the person who wasn’t a regular on the train. 

Ushijima’s glances turn to a full on-stare at what was happening, eyes hardening at the sight of some geezer approaching you from behind, resting his front against you as you freeze. The brunette boy watches as your face contorts to one of fear, the phone screen turning off and stopping it’s illumination on your face. 

And then you glanced around for help, instantly locking eyes with him. 

Ushijima moved hastily, maneuvering around the oblivious passengers before stopping to tilt his head intimidatingly at the man pressed up behind you. 

Two handrails away. 

“Y/N, there you are. I was starting to think you missed the train because I didn’t see you.”

Ushijima smoothly steps between your harasser, taking his place and ignoring the slight stumbling of the pervert, keeping a respectful distance from you before his hands rest on the same handrail. Olive eyes peer down at you, his worry for you winning against the anger in his head. 

He glances behind you, eyes narrowing down into a glare as the old perv whistles and looks in every direction except his, Ushijima’s height and pissed-off expression now very apparent. 

“Something you needed, sir?” The words come out lacking any form of respect, and the geezer only shakes his head no hastily before making an excuse to go to the other side of the train car, leaving as the train comes to it’s next stop. 

Ushijima doesn’t take his eyes off of him until he’s out the doors, huffing through his nose with a shake of his head before glancing down at you, seeing a slight quiver to your shoulders before sighing. He goes to move away, wanting to give you much-needed space-

but your hand grabbed the side of his school jacket before he could take a single step. 

“U-Ushijima-Kun...” 

Olive eyes widen at the tear that slipped your eye as you looked up at him, tremble in your voice. 

“Could you...stay there?” 

And the thump was back in his chest, Ushijima merely nodding once as you relax your grip on the side of his jacket, facing forward again as you hastily wipe at your eyes. 

“Um, sorry to ask, but could we maybe ride the train together going forward-?” 

“Yes.” 

You turn again at his abrupt response, the kind smile filling your face in relief as Ushijima finds himself giving a content one back, tightening his grip on the railing-

now no longer two rails away. 

Tsukishima

He preferred to stand. 

Lesser chance that people would have to be so close to him, easier to mind his own business, his height giving him an innocent view of...

You. 

You who sat with one leg crossed over the other as you absent-mindedly stared at the outside flashing by with the speed of the train, lost in your thoughts as the tall blonde who held the railing a few feet away could watch as you entered your head- void of reality. He would watch as a book lay-half open in your lap, your thumb holding your place as you watch the world from outside the train window flit by.

Tsukishima liked how lost you got. 

Like the day you had bumped into him, the blonde already pissed about getting to school late before now having deal with disheveled you, jacket hanging halfway off your body and still pulling a shoe on. You had looked up at him with a doe-eyed expression, apologizing profusely as Tsukishima remained indifferent, this close to snapping before- 

“Here! Take this, you’re late too so you probably didn’t get to eat anything-” 

And then a pastry was shoved into his hands before you were running off into the entrance, waving backwards before turning around slightly, the blonde boy bewildered as a wide grin passed your face- 

“See you around!” 

Tsukishima found himself wanting to do the same as well, unwrapping the pastry that was much too sweet for the morning-

still chewing on it as he mildly walked up to the entrance you had darted off in, now not annoyed at the fact that he had been late in the first place as sugar coated his tongue. 

Tsukishima kept you in his line of sight, immersed in his phone while knowing if you had caught him it would probably be translated as some creepy action, but you never had looked away from the outside. He wondered what would happen in the case that you did, knowing he surely wouldn’t be trying to get your attention- 

And he suddenly wished you would look away to notice the odd man oh-so-casually gripping the railing that was in front of your seat, stepping in front of you with no good-intentions behind his smirk. 

Tsukishima loses his grip on the railing above as the man begins to talk you up, you flinching at the sound of the voice in surprise before innocently peering up at him with that same doe-eyed expression-

the look on your face a bit too familiar with the blonde as the man nears even closer, a look of uncomfort passing over your face as it looks like you’re kindly telling him that you’re still a high-schooler.

Tsukishima feels his jaw clench when the stranger grabs a few strands of your hair, rubbing it between his fingers as you flinch away, his hand darting out to grab your face-

“Oji-chan, that’s not a very nice way to touch a girl, is it?” 

The smile on Tsukishima’s face was feigned so-obviously, golden-brown eyes spinning in a dangerous glint as he tilts his head, smile straining as he raises his voice. 

“If I didn’t know any better, it would be harrassment if that girl didn’t like it- oh! Is she crying?” Tsukishima clicks his tongue as the onlookers begin to take their phones out, whispering amongst themselves in judgement as the perpetrator stumbles over his words. 

He casts a glare to the blonde as Tsukishima’s grin only widens, scoffing before getting off the train as it comes to it’s next stop. Tsukishima ignores the applause when the perverted man steps off, merely stepping in front of you and gripping the railing above as you look up at him with eyes brimmed with tears. 

The grin fades as Tsukishima sighs, collapsing in the now-open seat next to you before looking straight ahead, voice now it’s signature monotone as he sits his bag next to him. 

“Oi. You can cry. I won’t judge you. Much.” 

And he doesn’t stop you as you lean your head on his shoulder and let your tears of relief slip freely down your cheeks, the blonde shooting glares at anyone sending you pitiful looks until your stop comes. You wipe away your tears hastily, looking behind you in confusion when Tsukishima grabs his bag to get up with you. 

“What-?” 

“Are you dense? I’m walking you home.” Tsukishima glares at you, daring you to comment on it before grabbing your forearm and dragging you off the train, your sniffling filling his ears as he begins to walk out of the station. 

“Hey.” 

“Hm?” You manage out after directing him to where your house is, the blonde still three steps in front of you as his hold on your forearm tightens just a little more. 

“Wait for me after school. You’re riding with me from now on.” 

“But-” 

“Okay? Goodnight.” 

Tsukishima turns on his heel, wishing he could hear your door open to ensure you get in okay before your voice makes him stop mid-step. 

“T-Thank you! I’ll be waiting after school...Tsukishima-Kun.” 

The blonde glances behind him, lips curling up into a smirk at the sight of a pretty smile now filling your face in the moonlight. 

“You won’t get lost when you’re with me, idiot. Let me see you go in before I change my mind.” 

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Meet The L/N’s | Pete Davidson

Ask and ye shall receive (sometimes. Today, atleast.)

tw?: Hoelotta angst with a happy# ending. edit: reader/ y/n is immature and definitely the problem. pete is very understanding. this is mostly drama for drama sake

Word count: 2k

You and your family didn’t always get along, thus you moving all the way to New York so you could have a life of your own, but every once in a while you got together and it was actually nice. You were laughing and reminiscing, when all the sudden there was a knock at the door.

Walking over, you didn’t think to check the peephole before opening your door. You instantly regretted this as you were met with the sight of you boyfriend standing in front of you, all six foot of him, pizza and ice cream in hand.

“Hey, you look cute.” 

You stood, frozen in place, unsure what to do. It wasn’t until Pete leaned in for a kiss that you moved out of his way, swinging your arm out in a gesture to invite him in.

Your mind swirled as you tried to remember if you had accidentally agreed to a date with him the same week that your folks would be in town. You only hoped the shock, or was it fear, didn’t come across on your face.

As he stepped into your apartment you scurried off to the kitchen, Pete close in tow.

“Oh, you have people over. Sorry, I would’ve brought more if I knew she had guests.” He says, waving kindly to the group of people in your living room on his way to the kitchen.

“What are you doing here?”

“I wanted to surprise you. Who are they?” Pete asks, his voice low as he sets the pizza on the table.

“That’s my family.” You whisper back, sighing.

“That’s alright, we were just talking about what to have for dinner anyway.” Your mom says, waving off his apology

 Yeah I’ll order more pizza.” You say, excusing yourself to the bathroom. Once you’d walked in and locked the door, your back slid against the wall until your butt hit the floor. You’re stressing — hard — and you needed a moment to think, you’d order the pizza later.

“Nice to meet you, finally.” Pete says, walking into the living room to greet your family. He wipes the sweat from hands subtly on his pants before extending his hand to your father, indulging in a firm handshake.

“Nice to meet you, sir.” Your father replies, although unsure who exactly he was meeting. Pete tried guessing everyone's names, leading to a more formal introduction of who they were and whether they were your older or younger sibling. It got quiet though, after, as no one was quite sure what his name was, or if it would be rude to ask.

“So… You’re (Y/n)’s friend?” Your mother tries

“Uh, Yeah- well, we’re dating.”

“Oh, really? For how long?”

“Been dating for five months, but we’ve known each other,” Pete paused to think before continuing “A little over a year and a half.”

“Wow, you’ve been together that long? She never even mentioned she was seeing anyone.” Pete’s smile dropped momentarily, suddenly very self conscious.

“Yeah,” his sentence was broken up by a small, awkward laugh “I didn’t know you guys were gonna be here, otherwise I would’ve dressed a lot nicer.” He stopped again, nodding as he stood in the middle of your living room, your family looking up at him from their seats “and more pizza.” He tries, feeling like he’s in the middle of the worst standup show he’s ever done.

“What’s your name?” Your sister asks, breaking the awkward silence. God, how long did it take to order a pizza?

“Oh, Pete. Yeah, well, Peter, but no one calls me that. Except my mom when I fuck up. It sucks cause, like, I live with her- Well, not with her, we share a place, whatever I don’t have to defend myself. But like, when I fuck up and drop something she can just call from upstairs, like theres no getting away with anything.” He jokes, shooting a pleading glance over at the bathroom door.

“Hey, you’re still better than the last guy.” Your sister says, piquing Pete’s attention. Finally, some crowd interaction.

“Oh, yeah? Making fun of my girlfriend's exes with her family, I’m here for it. What’d he do?”

“I’ll tell you later.” She whispers, a grin across her face.

“I can’t believe you were together for five months and she never even said anything.” Your mom says, clearly still stuck on the situation.

“Yeah, I have no idea why.”

“Maybe she’s embarrassed of you.” Your sister jokes, receiving a smack on the arm from your older sister.

Taking a deep breath from your place on the floor, you made your way to your feet, flushing the toilet before promptly turning on the sink. You hadn’t even used the bathroom, but you needed an excuse for what had taken you so long.

“You have a boyfriend?” Your mom asks when you finally make your way out of the bathroom.

“Uh, yeah.” You reply, awkwardly wiping your wet hands on the back of your pants.

“You were together for five months and you never even mentioned him?” She asks. The question was innocent, a weird thing to do after all, but you knew it was the same thing that was on Pete’s mind and you were hoping to leave that conversation for later. Or never, preferably. 

“Yeah, it’s just… I dunno, five months isn’t that long and I didn’t want to freak him out.” Everyone seemed to take this answer well, although you were sure they knew there was something else at hand. 

“Anyway, what type of pizzas should I get?” You ask, trying to move on swiftly to the next topic, pulling your phone from your back pocket.

The night went on smoothly, sitting in a circle in the living room just talking and getting to know each other, sharing embarrassing stories that all seemed to center around you. Pete adored your family dynamic, he loved seeing where you came from and understanding why you are the way you are. You played some card games once the pizza had arrived and everyone had eaten, but eventually the night had to come to an end.

“Will you walk me to my car?” Pete asks, playfully batting his eyelashes at you.

“Sure.” You reply, the smile on your face reflecting the giddy feeling inside. At first you had been nervous about Pete meeting your family, would they like him? Would he like them? Would they make some offensive joke? Do they know what he’s like? Do they know he does drugs? Do they need to? Did lying about him reflect poorly on your relationship? You’d practically driven yourself crazy with worry, but in the end everything turned out great. 

Pete and your family got along wonderfully. The room was constantly filled with laughter, everyone's sense of humor fitting nicely together. You could barely believe it, but somehow the way he interacted so well with them  made you fall even more in love. He’s perfect.

You caught yourself smiling at your feet as you walked hand in hand to the elevator, your mind going over the impromptu meet the parents night. It wasn’t until you reached Pete’s car that your smile dropped. He had invited you in to sit with him and the first words from his mouth were

“Okay, so what the fuck?”

“What do you mean?” You ask, anxiety taking over your body. Fuck, what had they done? The apartment was small and the walls were thin, so even when you weren’t in the room there was very little time for them to say something you wouldn’t hear. It was just like your family to find some way to mess this up.

“Your parents are in town and you don’t even think to tell me? I have to find out because I wanted to surprise you with a date?”

“Like I said, we haven’t been dating for long and I didn’t want to weird you out.” You defend, avoiding eye contact and choosing instead to focus on the glove compartment in front of you. For once it wasn’t your family who fucked it up. It was you. 

“That’s bullshit, you know I like to meet girls parents as soon as possible. Stop trying to make it seem like I’m the one with the problem. Did you not want me to meet them?” Pete prods, despite his words, the tone he used was calm, mindful not to come off on the offense.

“I could understand if you weren’t ready for me to meet them, or them to meet me, even,” A whispered no from you did very little to stop his rant, “but I was talking to your mom and she was like ‘Yeah I figured you were her boyfriend, because you showed up with snacks and a movie, yenno. I didn’t even know she was seeing anyone.’ I was like wow she doesn’t ever talk about me? Sick. That’s not super awkward at all.”

“Fine. It’s okay if you don’t wanna talk.” His tone was definitely not reassuring. There was a weight behind his words.

“What do you mean?” Your gaze lifting to meet his for the first time

“Get out of my car.” He shrugs

“Pete, seriously? You’re gonna break up with me over this?’

“So talk to me! I’m so tired of having to baby you everytime we get in a fight.”

“Fine! I didn’t fucking want them to meet you because I wasn’t ready. I’m sorry, I don’t feel like five months of dating is enough to meet someone's parents.”

“We’ve known eachother a year and a half, and we’ve spent most of it hanging out. Is five months of dating also not enough to tell your parents about me?”

“I don’t know Pete, I wasn’t thinking about it. It’s just awkward!” If you were honest, you still weren’t really thinking. Not about what you said, or how you would explain to your parents later that you had a boyfriend you never mentioned. Pete wasn’t thinking about what he was saying much, either. You were both just speaking whatever came to mind, in a courtroom where you felt you were being convicted. Guilty of avoidant attachment style

“No shit it’s awkward! It was awkward when I showed up and expected everyone to at least know who I was and to find out through your mom you never even mentioned me.”

“I didn’t ask you to come over! None of this would’ve happened if you weren’t so clingy.”

“Am I clingy or do you just have commitment issues?” What had once been a simple conversation, although one sided, had quickly turned into a screaming match. You would’ve been surprised if your family hadn’t heard it from the 12th floor of your apartment building. Silence fell over the car, the air full of angry words and hurt feelings. Your head leant back to rest against the seat, taking in a deep breath that ended with a sigh.

“I love you. I’m dating you because I’ve never felt this way about somebody before and I really want to take the next steps in our relationship. You’re right, five months is a short period of time. I guess I just feel like it’s been longer because we were friends before and I’ve felt this way for awhile. I get it if you’re not ready, but please just talk to me next time.

“Finding out they didn’t know about me made it feel like you were embarrassed of me, or hiding me or something, like maybe you don’t plan on keeping me around for long.”

“I get that. I’m sorry,” You reply, leaning over to wrap your arms around him “I didn’t mean to make you feel that way. I’m just not very close with my family, it’s why I moved to New York. It’s not that I was embarrassed of anyone, I just like to keep my personal life and my family life separate and I guess I never really considered that you’re gonna be a part of both.” Pete nods, brushing a piece of your hair behind your ear.

“Do you think they liked me?” He asks, insecurity evident in his voice.

“Yeah,” You laugh “I think they liked you.”

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Dating Sir Crocodile HCS

A/N: this is based on a request made by an anonymous, i hope you read this. And i must admit that i got really long.

Masterlist

Meeting

You either meet him by working for him or by being another mobster let's set the division here.

You work for him

You were selected by your habilities, he didn't care about your appearence, just your effieciency.

And you really were, that's what he liked and what made him ascend you really fast.

When you were like his second in command, you started to feel like you were overworking, same salary but much more work.

In the other hand, he started to feel the most relaxed he has been ever, your pressence was making him be better at work and all that comes with it.

You wanted a raise and he didn't give to you. He saw it as a lack of respect and you shut up, not wanting to damage the good relationship you both builded.

At the end you resigned a week after and he let you.

Spoiler, he couldn't stand it, not because him having to do the work, no, because he was alone and you weren't there with your calming pressence, the bad jokes and that good morning smile.

He lasted a couple of weeks, then he went to search you.

"So, someone can't do his job without help."

"It's not about the job."

"Then what it..." you couldn't continue because he was kissing you.

You returned, now at his second officially, no raise but unlimited access to his money.

You are another mobster

At first there was that cordial hostility between enemies that otherwise would be friends.

Both of you tried to make peace between your mobs but obviously, with your own terms.

To be more casual, you both decided to meet at dinner place.

Ussually mobs share living experiences to see if their life styles combine with their future allies, so you both would do that.

The problem was still unsolved so you needed another meeting, and then other and other, until you weren't even talking about alliances just life.

This is the point were your gangs started to see the new problem and wanted to solve it for their way.

"So, one of my seconds said that at this point if we want an alliance we should be married, crazy right?" you said flustered.

"It's not crazy, mine's said that too. We don't have to be marrid but maybe they are right and we should date."

"If dating goes wrong, we are doomed."

"Then we can't mess up, we can do a contract if that happens, if it makes you feel safer."

"Really?"

"Dating you seems like the perfect idea for me, like i don't desire to do so?" he was talking serious, he wanted to date but he was concious about it, now he had de excuse.

Dating

His love languages are gifts, anything you want then he has it the next morning on your door. And quality time: long afternoons on the office, sleepless lazy nights.

He can't do physical touch as much as he wants to thanks to his reputation and your safety, so that would be reserved to home.

The more you will have on public are cheek or forehead kisses, a small pat on your head or a little brush on the leg.

Then in the house, you won't have another sit that isn't his legs.

Big on commited men, this man has a special calendar in the office to remeber dates with you. He even has the secretary to remember him special dates if he forget due to work.

He knows he can get submerged on job so he does everything he cans to just don't dissapoint you, cause he knows you expect him to be working a lot.

Hes huge, we know that, so you will sleep on top of him or using him as a pillow and pray to not end up as the little spoon.

That doesn't happen ussually, so you don't get crushed but he will always have his arm on you (so you sleep on the side of his good arm)

If someone tries to threaten him, you are the one on lock down.

After a couple of years he will start to think about retiring and have a life with you and maybe a kid. The first thing it's difficult so he proposes to you to begin with that.

He is a master of deals and that applies to you, it's wonderful to know that he always listens to your concerns and tries to solve it or either get to a agreement.

He never reaises his voice with you and you are the only one that makes him laugh, like a real laugh, not the mafia boss grin.

NSFW

He needs to be in control always so disconecting from that in bedroom is difficult.

He tends to be dominant and give you orders (not that you complain) but on particular vulnerable days he is more able to let it go and you have the oportunity to lazily ride him with passionate kisses.

He can make you call him daddy but not sir, never that, everyone calls him that, but in bed you should never, it just clicks something on his mobster mind that he doesn't like. He is with you not in the job.

He doesn't like degradation either, maybe things like pointing your obvious need for him but not hummiliate.

I think he doesn't view sex like an everyday activity, he is a man but he is a grown one. If he gets a random boner he will try to hide it or let it happen, nothing much but... if you happen to be with a skirt or with a particular behaviour or he is specially needy for you, then he will go to catch you.

Definetily a growler and groaner, perfectly able to talk and tell you how good you make him feel and how good you are doing it. These are the times when he is the more talkative ever.

He loves to comunicate with these things cause he is a big man (you know what i mean) and he knows it so he wants to make you confortable. You both had a talk about it and you were more flustered about his serious face than to the fact that he was saying his dick will split you in half.

But things said, then he could fuck you like god, cause he knows how to do it.

He is more of a reciever, something about your pretty dollface between his legs with his dick half way into your mouth, it's so sexy.

You both even tried to take things out of the bedroom and try that famous scene were the girls suck the guy under the table on a meeting.

Spoiler: neither of you liked it so, things stayed in the bed.

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Iida, Mirio, and Aizawa dating hcs please

Of course! But holy cow apparently this seriously inspired me, i hope this is ok xd

I I D A

Oh yes robot boi. Iida is someone nerdy in every aspect, his language even with close friends like Midoriya is very formal and polite, the same rule would apply when it comes to his significant other. Unlike what some would think, this doesn’t give your conversations a cold touch, on the contrary, it’d make him look chivalrous.

He’s a classic gentleman, he’d be the kind who opens the door and waits for you to walk in first or gives you his jacket when it’s too cold and you don’t have anything to cover yourself with, the second one would happen often in the classroom if you’re sensitive to cold. We are talking about U.A have you seen the measures of the classrooms and the entire area? It’s impossible they don’t have those huge air conditioners.

He highly respects the rules wich means, no PDA, on a certain level, no kisses to be specific. That doesn’t mean he won’t give you any affection, though every gear of his robotic soul is having a bad time working properly inside, he’d hold your hand or put his over your shoulder pulling you close when you’re sitting together. 

He definitely would do that thing of caressing you with his thumb. As you expected it from Tenya, this is a sort of robotic motion, his finger would move like a metronome but that doesn’t make it any less nicer, he is slow and gentle.

Honestly, he’d be nervous most of the time. ALSO! Tenya is very thoughtful, he’d ask (often verbally) if you’re okay with whatever he’d do, as times goes by the questions turn non verbal, for example he’d hold his hand above yours waiting for you to give green light or grasp it. 

“..Can i hold your hand?” “Sure!” “*DEEP INHALE AND BLUSH*” He couldn’t help to blush the first times. Specially on the firsT kiss but how would it be? A clasic scenenario after classes! And after you both have grown comfortable enough to each other’s touch. Seriously, if you like to go slow he's got you.

You two would be walking around in the campus after classes and he feels the tension grow.. he is analyzing every detail, he wants to ask but what if things get extremely awkward, he’s very tall- he’d have to bend down slightly (unless you’re nearly as tall as him) to do it so what if you flinch because it was unexpected.. he stops walking, he simply manages to say your name. You stared into each other's eye and then it happened, a big smile unexplainably forms in his lips complemented by a scarlet color across his whole face, his haircut made his head look like a strawberry.

There are going to be days you don't see him as much as you'd like, Tenya is very comitted to his hero patrols, he certainly would do extra hours from time to time or if the situation called for it. Let him know you like his hero suit! He’s thankful it has a helmet otherwise his flustered face would be exposed. 

Whatever position you cuddle in Iida would wrap his arms around you, not only that, he’d interlock his fingers so he has a nice grip. His cuddles would be the classic spooning or having your head on his shoulder with your arm over his chest and in case you worry about his arm, this guy doesn’t know limb numbness- he literally tenses and holds his arms up every five minutes.

He sends good morning/good night texts often on the weekends since you're practically living together thanks to the dormitory system, they vary depending on the day, some are a reminder to get a proper amount of sleep or! To get done with homework so you can enjoy your free time and maybe ask if he can go over to study *cough spend time together*

He'd send the classic heart emoji, very detailed but easy to comprehend videos explaining any difficult lesson and history related stuff like paint restorations or facts about iconic sculptures. Please don’t send him those videos of people accidentally breaking things on museums, he’s gonna feel like something breaks inside.

M I R I O

This ray of sunshine fell for you? Your luck is so big you’d get jackpot on a slot machine on the first try-. You’re undeniably going to be good friends with Tamaki and Nejire, specially her, expect to get questions one after another without the chance to reply when she finds out you’re Mirio’s significant other, Tamaki would take it way better.

Mirio’s goofyness and confidence combined with his feelings give a unique result: he literally spoke to the boss of mafia himself twice like he was the manager in a store, but, the case is different when you’re around, he’s saying and actually good joke and suddenly.. it goes away, his mind goes blank. “So what happened after Mirio..?” “Ah.. i had practiced a lot, i don’t know what happened haha my bad!”

You’re going to get tons of his jokes and something more “intense” such as the classic “What’s in your shirt?” to make you look down so he can boop your nose with his finger, you should expect some gentle headpats as well. 

If you’re shy he’s cool about it, he knows what do and adaptates to your pace, you’d start off with hand holding or rather pinky holding, he’d interwine his pinky with yours and show a bright smile. His hugs are the warmest, he doesn’t do it half-assesly, when you hug, YOU HUG, he uses both arms and slightly lifts you up! Height or strength are not a problem he’s actually one cm taller than Iida i just found out

He seems like the kind who loses their pen or eraser despite seeing it on their desk just one minute ago, if you happen to be that kind as well you’re both going to lay down your faith on poor Tamaki’s hands, i’m sure he has all his material complete.

He hardly ever gets nervous or scared by anything, things like the first kiss would go pretty smooth, instead of blushing intensely he’d just chuckle with slight disbelief, his mind is racing like “I just did that? woah!”. The biggest trouble for him would be gifts, he wants it to be perfect but asking Nejire for advice is not a good idea, roses are too formal and they don’t last long, going to the movies seems a little cliche.. his first gift would end up being a plushie of your favorite animal and a bamboo.

He’d sneak a kiss or two, specially before the class is begginning a training session, he’d send you a text telling you to go outside the changing rooms and oop! He phases through the wall poking out his head to give you a kiss kiss. If you don’t mind a prank from time to time he’d give a little scare using his quirk.

This guy is the big spoon during cuddles, no arguing! He could switch but as time goes by he’d slowly shift into the big spoon, that’s just the way he is, the most usual position would be where you’re facing each other with your limbs wrapping around the other’s body. Waking up with him would be adorable and attractive, morning and night are the only times of the day when his hair isn’t gelled into his All Might-like hairstyle, those blonde locks would frame his face, a heavenly sight.

Would send you a pic of stray animals he rescued with a “:D!” and Sir. Nighteye 'torturing' Bubble girl (half of his head visibly on a corner of the image). If you longed for a pet badly he would bring a nice dog/cat he finds around! In his hero suit to make the moment more special. 

He uses the smiling emojis and emoticons! And shares videos of animals he finds adorable, if you sent him fails videos he'd laugh as long as the falls don't seem extreme or too severe, small trips on the beach or slips on the snow are fine. Mirio sends gifs i just know.

A I Z A W A

Have you taken a look at him? You must be a big The Walking Dead fan to like him lmao. Aizawa gives me an unexplainable gut feeling that he'd prefer a civilian (perhaps quirkless?) significant other over a hero, he wouldn't want his partner to go into the same dangerous situations he does.

His affection is tired, let me explain, he'd hug you and all that physical stuff but it'd kinda feel like his arms fall limply around you, still, even with his minuscule clingyness he loves you with all his might! He doesn't fall for anyone.

Not very fond of PDA, in public he'd preferr temple/forehead kisses and having your hand on the crook of his arm instead of hand holding (thinking about it Iida would do that too), seems more discret and! you don't let go when his hands are busy. He'd initiates it by gently resting your hand on his arm and sinking his hand into his pocket.

Surprise! He does smile, not that maniactic-looking grin he has sometimes during his shifts at U.A when a student impresses him, this one is less wide but somehow more tender and sweet, he tilts his head and for once his eyes seem relaxed, a relationship would make his cheeks hurt.. either for he's not used to smile so much or he smiles more than he thought he would.

If you give him a cat.. that's a strong blow straight to one of his weakest spots, he'd stare both at you and the kitten with a dumbfounded look before picking it up in his arm like a baby, his hand gravitates towards his it's head giving some nice pets before he shows a rare and somewhat bright smile "Thank you very much." Next time have a camera ready damnit! That smile rarely shows up.

He's practical, he wants his gifts to be nice but useful as well. He’d get you those mugs with candies inside, you get the candy and you can use the mug later for your coffee or tea; a power bank with a nice color or design and in case he choses something smaller: a bamboo, those one don’t wither away. Aizawa is fine with whatever you get for him, big or small he appreciates it. Sweaters, scarfs and blankets would be his favorite thing to get though, he likes to stay warm while working late at night

He’s sneaky, as an underground hero he’s used to work at times when the streets look disolated and the dark crime has more freedom to do as it pleases, he wouldn’t want to wake you up unless you asked him to. He’d leave a note on is pillow with the time he wrote it at and a short loving phrase like “i love you, i’ll be back soon, good morning”, before he leaves he’d always lift the sheet up to your neck or drag it away if you seem to be kicking it off you and give you a small kiss.

You’d find him passed out in his sleeping bag with his laptop besides him at random spots of his appartment, if it wasn’t because of the unatura position he adopts to fit in his sleeping bag he’d give you a death scare ‘cause let’s be honest he doesn’t look one hundred percent alive even when he’s awake. “Shota..? Shota can you hear me?!” “I’m not dead.”

Hibrid of big-small spoon. Most of the times you cuddle he’s asleep and you go snuggle him, his hair is a mess so better prepare to get tickled all night. He pull you close the best way he can when you’re behind him, not very comfortable for his arm but it’s worth it. He’d have you like a pillow over him, his chin over your head and both arms around you.

This man doesn’t bother typing when he can use his voice, the only situations he uses regular text messages are when he’s on shift or with you sleeping next to him. Send him gifs of kittens and a ‘i love you’ it instanstly gives him a good mood! He’d send pics of cats he sees around and gifts he bought you, doesn’t use emojis.

*COLLAPSES ON THE GROUND* Big oof- requests are open.

[tamagochiie]

Hi!! Could I request a hc for my man Levi Ackerman where he has been crushing on the reader for a while now but thinks he doesn’t really have a chance because she’s just so beautiful, kind and a little on the younger side. And he doesn’t really think that someone like her could ever be interested in someone like him. Then those toughts only get bigger as he sees how much time she spends with Jean or Eren or someone. And then some sort of drama is happening which eventually leads to this dramatic confession from both Levi and the reader. Hope that’s not too long? Have a great day!

First of all, I am SO sorry this request took so long to reply to. I was in a really bad headspace when I first got this, and I couldn’t write it properly at the time. But here I am now! Also, I got waaaay too into this, so I apologize that it’s a little long... 

Move My Mountain ; Levi Ackerman 

Levi Ackerman is nothing short of confidence and pride; insecurity scurries back into the shadows at the sight of him.

But you are sunshine and hope—all the good things in life wrapped in a lilting laugh, tucked in the corners of your lips when you smile, and the twinkling in your eyes;

Just the sight of you makes his title as “Humanity’s Strongest” fray at the edges and wither away, and it irritates him to no end. 

Of all the ugly his eyes have seen and horror his ears have heard, its you that has him weak in the knees, you are a sharp contrast to the stoic man.

You’re young, youthful, and promising—all the things Levi is not. 

Levi is many things, but worthy to feel the warmth you radiate as you walk into any room, a room that he might find himself lingering around in, is not one of them. 

Levi may be sharp, attentive, and quick on his feet (quite literally). But it takes him an embarrassingly substantial amount of time to realize his feelings for you—that no, he does not hate you, but rather he finds himself completely smitten over you.

He realizes he always has been since the first time he saw you as a cadet. You weren’t entirely talented, and your skills were questionably underdeveloped, but you had heart and you were just as determined and fiery as your counterparts. 

Levi looks forward to seeing you persevere during trainings; but he likes it better whenever you waltz into his office and assist him in paperwork he can clearly take care of on his own. 

And you find yourself feeling comfortable around the Captain, entertaining him through small talk or sharing a few fun facts with him that always leave him dumbfounded. 

Not that he’ll show it. 

He’s quite kind to you, and though you found it off-putting at first, you had eventually grown comfortable to it. You even found yourself growing selfish, wanting more and more after each visit. 

However, unbeknownst to everyone save for Erwin and Hange, Levi Ackerman is petty as he is incredibly violent. 

There’s a twinge of jealousy in his chest and a twitch in his eye whenever he sees Jean joined to you by the hip. He’s aware of the history you two share, being childhood friends and choosing to join the Survey Corp together after the attack on Wall Rose. 

But it doesn’t stop jealous seeping out of Levi like a waterfall. 

He hates it when he catches Jean ghosting around you, dipping down to you a little too close for comfort whenever he talks to you, so Levi’s patience snaps like a twig and he crinkles his nose in disgust, steam rising from him when he watches Jean throwing his arm over your shoulders, pulling you close to his chest while you laugh at his jokes. 

A line has been crossed. 

Unfortunately for Jean, though his actions meant no harm, he’s drowned in piles and piles of work within the following week. Levi has him carrying extra weight, makes him run more laps to his knees shake, and riddles him with questionable work from dusk til dawn. 

And just when things die down and the tide of Levi’s jealousy pulls back, it’ll come rushing back in when he catches Jean do another thing like leaning his head on your shoulder after a day’s worth of training. And it begins to bother you, picking at your skin until you can longer keep quiet and watch your friends suffer. 

You’re in the middle of handing Jean your bottle of water (because Sasha chugged all of his in one breath) when Levi cuts in. Maybe it’s the heat of the sun that casts over the training ground, or maybe its the fact that once again, Levi’s jealous has once again gotten the best of him and he’s playing it off as frustration for the whole squad. 

Whatever it is, there’s steam rising off as he glares at you and Jean. 

Levi clears his throat, arms folded across his chest as he taps his foot, “If you have time to drinking other people’s water, Kristien,” Jean chokes on his water when he realizes Levi’s presence, quickly saluting him, “then you’ve got time to do laundry.” 

Jean’s eyes widen, jaw slacking. “B-But I already did that yesterday, S-Sir.” You watch as Levi pulls his brows down, narrowing his gaze intensely as he strides up to Jean. He shifts uncomfortable under Levi’s inspecting eyes and clears his throat to try and gain some composure. 

“That’s the great thing about laundry,” Levi grits, “it always piles up, so why don’t you hurry the fuck up and fuck off.”

However, Levi’s plan to wedge you to apart because you offer yourself to help. 

You may be bubbly and full of life, and some may mistake your soft nature as someone naive and gullible, but you read the room easier than anyone. For the first time, Levi finds himself silenced; throat dried as if sawdust had been shoved into his throat, and he watches you saluting to him before excusing yourself along with Jean. 

Unluckily for you, you become the target of his boiling rage. He’s ticking like a clock, the countdown to another outburst lingering in the air. It’s your turn to be buried in the extra weight of chores and responsibilities, doing more laps and push ups than you can manage. But you never complain, not even once.

Not until Levi strips you and Jean from the opportunity to go out on an expedition and traded off for laundry. 

“I’ve had it!” You boom as you uncharacteristically lose composure, shoving the basket of dirty laundry to the side and causing Jean and Armin to flinch. “I’m gonna do laundry—laundry instead of joining the expedition? You’re kidding!” 

Levi had overworked you painfully til your knees shook and your head felt dizzy, and at some point you wondered if was still training you or if it had any ulterior motive.

“I’m only the barer of the news!” Armin defends, visibly shrinking as you slowly grow unhinged. 

“Then I’ll talk to him!” Jean steps in front of you, looking at you warningly as his chest heaves. “Jean, go away.” 

“No,” He’s firm, headset in stopping you. “Make no mistake, the man is short, but he’s scary as hell. You saw him when he beat the shit outta Eren.”

“I can take a punch,” You state dryly, “now move.” 

You place your arm on Jean’s shoulder, gripping it tightly before swiftly shoving him to the side, causing him to skid on the floor.

Determination drips from every step you take out the room and down the corridor. Your eyes directed towards one door and one door only. You wind past other captains and cadets, not bothering to even take a glance at them as you finally close in on Levi’s office. 

You storm in, not even thinking to knock. You’re met with wide eyes and looks of disbelief from Erwin, Hange, and Levi; they were in the middle of a meeting when you barged in. Erwin’s jaw slacks, his brows pull down as he looks at you quizzically, “Cadet—What are you—”

“You.” You seethes, breathing heavily as you glare at Levi. “Why am I assigned to do laundry instead of joining the expedition?” 

Hange and Erwin turn back to Levi with an alarmed expression painted on their face, as if they were only hearing this for the first time. “Surely, that’s not true,” Erwin chuckles lightly as he grips his hands on the armrest of the chair, shifting uncomfortably underneath the thick tension between you and Levi, “Levi, is this true?” 

“It might be.” He answers dryly, a bored expression in his dark eyes as he glares back at you, “But I’m sorry, am I supposed to be answering to you? Who the fuck do you think you are interrupting a meeting?” 

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” Your new found confidence not only shocks them, but most importantly you. 

You always kept yourself in your place, never needing to be reminded who you are and what you’re meant to do, always biting your tongue and cheek when you’re angry. You never caused any trouble, but always slyly getting your friends out of it. 

That is, until now. 

“Excuse me?” Levi looks at you in bewilderment. 

“What the fuck does doing laundry have anything to do with saving humanity?” You repeated, balling your fists till your knuckles color white. “I’m one of the best and you know it, yet I’m wasting my time cleaning Reiner’s DIRTY UNDERWEAR EVERY DAY.”

“Bold of you to assume you’re one of the best.” Levi is cold as the first winter of the year, looking completely unfazed by flow of your emotions. But you are, indeed, one of the best, nearly surpassing Mikasa. 

Not that he’d ever admit to it.

“Why am I staying behind?” You press, raising your voice as you take a few steps closer to the desk. 

Unfortunately, Hange and Erwin stay in the crossfire of your argument. They’re unsure when to take the beat to get up and leave.

They worry they missed that opportunity a while ago. 

“It’s dangerous and you’re not ready,” Levi clips. 

“I’m ready and you’re just taking your anger out on me!” You counter, “You don’t think I haven’t noticed how you’ve been taking your anger out on Jean and now on me?” 

“You made us work to the bone, but we persevered. We pulled through. So, if I can handle Reiner’s sweaty laundry, then I can handle saving humanity. Grow a pair and let me back in on the expedition.” 

“No.” Levi is stern, the grip in his pen is tight and his knees locked in as his ability to stabilize his emotions withers. 

“Why not?” You groan, throwing your head back. “Because it’s dangerous.” He states matter-of-factly, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. 

“WHY DO YOU CARE IF ITS SO DANGEROUS?” You’re yelling, breaths labored and chest constricting as your frustration grows. You’re completely unhinged and with little to no care in the world how you look like to everyone in the room. Levi bangs his fists against the surface of his desk, swiftly standing from his chair. Erwin and Hange flinch at his sudden aggression, exchanging looks of surprise. 

“BECAUSE IF SOMETHING WERE TO HAPPEN TO YOU, I WOULDN’T KNOW WHAT I WOUDL DO.” 

Silence falls on the room and after a moment, everyone stands on their toes as they reflect the confession that slips Levi’s lips just moments ago. 

You, Hange, and Erwin look at Levi wish a slack jaw and a puzzled expression. 

“I don’t—“ You swallow thickly and take a deep breath, “I don’t understand what you mean… Why would you—”

“Hange,” Erwin calls out to his friend softly as he clasps his hands together, “I think this is the part where we leave.” 

Hange pouts her lip begrudgingly, “But—“ 

“Now.” Against her will and her wishes for juicy gossip, Hange mirrors Erwin’s actions as he rises from the chair and a hunched position and swiftly scurries out the room. 

You and Levi stand in a thick blanket of silence. Levi is a man of many words, though most are painted in aggressive and backs up his violent tendencies, so he admits his worries about someone and that someone being you, it means everything. 

It comes as a shock—a shock that feels electric and runs down your spine, you feel like you’ll lose your breath. “Why…why would you care?” You come down from your anger and the thumping of your heart calms down. “I don’t—I really don’t understand….” 

Levi licks his lips as he loosens his grip; for the first time you can see him clearly without having to second guess it. He shudders a breath as takes a step back from his desk, the chair scrapping against the floor as he abandons the paperwork and slowly yet surely walks to you. 

You grow tense and the budding anticipation in your stomach spreads through your body and up your throat. It’s only until Levi is a few steps away that you finally tear your eyes from him, dancing around the room desperately looking anywhere but him.

Levi halts his movement, only within an arm’s reach away from you. “I’m not good with words,” He admits in a mutter, more to himself than to you, “but I—I would like to be honest because you make me want to be honest.” 

Levi’s gaze wavers along with the rest of him; his arms fall limp , his hands clammy as he twiddles his fingers to ease the fear hammering in his chest. “I have…” Levi speaks softly, a sharp contrast to how he usually his. His voice comes out dry and gravelly as if he had just woken up. 

“I can easily read others as if I was looking at the back of my hand, and I know  when people feel things…But it took me forever to understand what I felt for you and when I finally caught up with it, I didn’t—I don’t know.” 

Hesitantly, as if you were scared to see something contradicting his words, you meet his eyes and you gasp. He’s looking right at you, eyes full of certainty yet wavering in his doubt that he’ll ever get a chance with you.

“What do you mean?” Your words come out so quiet, Levi almost misses it. “What don’t you understand?” 

“Out of all the things I’ve seen and heard, and all the blood my hands have been stained in, you move me.” 

He steps a little closer and you find yourself holding your breath, “You move me.”  

You don’t know what to say. You scan through your memories, all the ones that you had with him and try to remember what you felt. And maybe you did feel something for him, something more than just cadet and captain, but you never let yourself think too far from it. 

You were scared to let yourself fall, but for some odd reason, Humanity’s Strongest was letting him fall on his knees for you.  

You can’t help but smile and your eyes glistening as you take the final step to close the proximity between the two of you. “

If you’re saying what I think you’re saying then,” You sigh as you close your eyes, your breath fanning against Levi’s cheeks, “don’t be shy to move a little more and show me what you mean.”

 Levi’s takes a moment, studying the look in your eyes as he calculates his movements. He feels excited, but fear pulls the rug beneath his feet and all of a sudden he finds himself more scared of you than any mission he’s even been in. 

You hold his face in your hands, smiling at him. “Don’t tell me you’re shy now.” 

And just like that, your words egg him on and have him pushing all his doubt behind him.

 Levi’s lips are soft against yours, the kiss is gentle yet eager to go deeper. He’s reluctant to cage you in his arms, but when he feels you smile against his lips and how your arms wind around his neck, he realizes he’s eases in. 

Levi Ackerman has seen all the uglies in the word, and had his heartbroken one too many times to count, but you are the only one that moves him. 

[kageyuji]

Okay, this is pretty angsty so I'm sorry lol. But can I request head canons for how Deku, Bakugou, and Kirishima (separately) would react when their s/o gets sent to the hospital with really bad injuries. When they boys get there and ask for their s/o, they're told that they died. But then it turns out their s/o's info had been mixed up with another patient's. Is that too much for a hc? Idk lol

Izuku —

When he got the call, he was already crying with worry

You were his everything, he didn’t know what he would do it something ever happened to you

And it was no wonder why, what with how out of breath he was and the wild, shaken look in his eyes

“Y/n, I need to them. What room are they in?” He said, his voice cracking as he was on the verge of tears again.

You were ok, you had to be ok...right?

“Who?” “Y/n. Y/l/n. They should have been just been admitted?”

The receptonist gave him a pitiful look. “Oh, sweetie...”

Izuku felt like the air was being taken from his lungs. Surely she didn’t mean that...maybe she meant you couldn’t have visitors at the time?

“Honey, I’m so sorry to have to tell you. They passed away.”

“No. No, that’s...that can’t be right. Look again, please!?”

“It won’t change anything. I can-”

He didn’t even hear what she said next, his mind was racing and trying to come up with excuses. There had to be a problem. There was no way, he couldn’t lose you. Not you.

“Check again. Please. Y/n Y/l/n.” He said.

The nurse almost said no, but the boy in front of her looked so distraught she couldn’t bring herself to

It took a moment for her to type in your name, and then she smiled. “I’m so sorry. Y/n is stable. The doctors aren’t accepting visitors right now, but I think they can bend the rules a little for you. Room 412.”

He was at your room in a second. Although he earned a few weird looks from the doctors, they didn’t say anything.

“Y/n?” He called, but you were unconscious.

“They’re ok. Just out right now. They’ll wake up soon.”

“Ok.” He said with a smile. He kissed your forehead and took a seat in the chair situated in the corner of the room.

Bakugou —

The second the words left the voice on the other side of the phone, Bakugou’s only thoughts were on you

The man said you weren’t badly injured, but Bakugou didn’t have time to hear that

He’d discarded his phone out of panic — it was laying somewhere on the sidewalk where he’d gotten the phonecall — and was breaking all kinds of laws to get to the hospital where you were

He kept replaying all of the scenarios in his head; how could you have gotten hurt? How bad was it?

When he finally got to the hospital, the whole damn hospital knew that he was there

He was yelling, his quirk sparking in his hands with nervous and anger

He wasn’t angry at you, he could never be angry at you. He was mad at whoever the hell did this or let this happen to you.

“Y/n Y/l/n. Where the hell are they?” Bakugou’s voice was loud but low, it scared the receptionist.

She was flustered and panicking, which might have been why she misread on her computer screen. “Y/n, room 220, but..oh, sir. I’m so sorry. They...they passed away. We-”

Bakugou stopped for a moment. His breath hitched in his throat and tears pricked at his eyes. This wasn’t happening. Something had to be wrong with the hospital’s system, you had to be ok.

“Sir, you can’t go back there!” He didn’t care about the doctors yelling at him, he was pushing through people and locked doors to find your room.

When he did, the door was locked but he didn’t care. He blasted the handle off and barged on in.

He found what he thought was your body, covered by a white sheet and surrounded by a few doctors

“Bakugou?!” He heard you’re voice, clear as day, but...from behind him?

He turned around to find you, sitting up in a bed in the room across the hall

The plaque outside of the door read 220, just like the nurse had told him, except that you were alive and well

“Y/n?” He ran across the hall and shoved the doctor next to your bed out of the way, “Are you ok? What the hell happened?”

“Yeah, just a little scraped up. Are you ok? Baku, are you crying?”

“No.” He was.

Kirishima —

Kirishima wasn’t expecting to have anything go wrong any time soon, but then again no one does

It took him a second to process what was being said, but after that he was running to the hospital

His heart was racing and he didn’t know what to do

What if something happened to you? What if he never saw you alive again, never saw your smile, never heard your laugh, never felt your touch again?

He was crying and wiping at the tears on his face whenever he ran in. The people waiting by receptionist moved out of his way, but he was too nervous to notice that fact or even thank them

“Please, I need to see Y/n. They just got admitted, tell me they’re okay?”

“Oh, Y/n Y/l/n?” “Yes!!” “Room 257, sir.” “Thank you!”

He was running down the halls, up the stairs, looks desperately for your room

His mind was racing and clouded, too caught up with worrying about you to pay much attention to anything else

He bumped shoulders with someone, he turned around to apologize and his eyes caught the sign by the door. Well, the first two numbers, which matched the first two numbers of your room’s number

He opened the door to the room, completely unannounced

It was at the wrong time. Nurses and doctors were scrambling around the bed, blocking your body from his view. What he did see was the heart monitor flat-lining and he could hear the awful sound coming from it

“Y/n? Y/n!” He tried to run towards the bed, but one of the doctors stopped him.

“You need to back away. This patients name wasn’t even Y/n.”

He still wasn’t thinking properly, he simply pointed to the door, “then why does the door say room 257, where is my Y/n?!”

“Sir, this is room 256. ‘Your y/n’ is across the hall.”

At the moment, he didn’t really care that he felt like a dumbass. He was across the hall in a second, grabbing your hand and pressing soft kisses against your knuckles.

“Y/n? Dear, can you open your eyes?” He whispered

You looked over at him with a weak smile. “Did you just go to the wrong room, Kiri?”

“Hey, I was worried about you.” >:0

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[woahajimes]

15 days till the world ends and all i have is an expired gift card for jamba juice and a best friend

(for the fic title thing)

cissie & cassie stuck in the local grocery store and its a long weekend but they're also with tim, kon and bart (the title is ''15 days till the world ends and all i have is an expired gift card for jamba juice and a best friend (+ 3 absolute morons)''. it's not really THAT bad until the first night when they all drive each other absolutely batshit (hence the ''world ends'' thing)

anyways i got carried away

Kon takes this real lightly bc "free food, beds, AND literally everything i could ever want??? for a whole weekend?? thanks"

bart: you know its not everyday that i can stay up for as long as i want. max is always like "nO bArT yOu NeEd sLeEp" pfft not today sir" tim sends him to sleep at 10 max

greta was there initially but then she got tired of those morons so she just left and never came back

"we can't just open whatever we want because I'm sure they'll make us pay when they find out we were here" "okay that's cool no problemo"

then they all get hungry and they take half an hour fighting because they all like different types of granola bars (cissie's favourite is the one that bart absolutely hates and the ones they buy at the yj cave are always healthy and disgusting (kon's words) and they should try a new kind. Cassie just opens one of those boxes that come with different kinds of granola bars

"so. what movie are we gonna watch?"

"I THINK WE SHOULD WATCH DIE HARD" "why" "that's jake peraltas favourite movie" "FOR THE MILLIONTH TIME I DONT GIVE A CRAP ABOUT HIM"

"we're watching ocean's eight" "no we're not" "yes we are" "NO WE AREN'T" "WHY?!" "i like oceans eleven better" "TIM NOBODY ASKED YOU"

"WHY CAN'T WE WATCH A ZOMBIE MOVIE" everyone: NO!

they all camped out on the floor even though there were literally beds they could sleep on

*the next morning*

kon: did you know that cissie snores cissie: so? kon: idk its just funny ok

cassie: KON TALKS IN HIS SLEEEEP

kon: SHUT UP I DON'T

cassie: YEAH YOU DO YOU WERE TALKING ABOUT killing the president??? kon for president??? is that a secret ambition of yours???

bart: *snorts* kon: YOU SHOULDN'T EVEN BE TALKING BART!!! YOU DON'T EVEN SLEEP! it was literally 2AM AND YOU WERE LIKE "why does mayonnaise?" NO BART I DONT KNOW WHY MAYONNAISE

"hey what are we gonna have for breakfast?" "granola bars?" "nope"

they ended up having frozen pizza that kon warmed up with his laser eye thing vision

tim: kon. kon: what? tim: KON YOU USED YOUR WHATEVER ITS CALLED YOU CAN LITERALLY BUST US OUT OF HERE kon: yeah? i told you that and you said it was the stupidest idea you'd ever heard and that then we'd not only have to pay for damages but explain to dear batsy how exactly we got LOCKED IN THE GROCERY STORE IN THE FIRST PLACE tim: oh yeah i said that lol

second night its boys in one bed and girls in the other

does not go well.

*next morning* bart wakes up on the floor and turns out he vibrated in his sleep and he's under the bed. it was the guys' idea to sleep inverted (like tim one way and bart the other so that bart's feet would be at tim's (and kon's) heads and vice versa-- its not the smartest way to sleep ngl)

anyways kon somehow turned in his sleep so his feet were at tim's head and bart was literally under the bed and anyways kon woke up with tim's leg wrapped around his torso and his [kons] arm around tim's ankles)

cissie and cassie slept like angels

i have sooo many other hcs on this but like i feel like i went way too far from the title you gave me but sfdksfhf