#would i get rlly strange looks in public? probably

[justalildumpling]

so hypothetically🤭🤭🤭 would anyone get matching orgasm donor hoodies with me??

[llxferim]

Hello!!! I love your blog and your Klaus stories. I had a little idea about him, Klaus x GN!Reader who is obsessed with his hips (because let's be honest, I'm totally infatuated with them *cough*). I imagine he would be a little tease about it when he'd notice how the Reader is feeling? Thank you in advance!

a/n: THANK YOU SO SO MUCHH ILY, IF U DONT LIKE THIS IM ALL DOWN TO REWRITE IT, LIKE GENUIENLY.

yall i tried my besttt, i didnt rlly know how to finish it so just don't judge alright I'm going to cry. besides that thank you so much for the support omgg so many ppl liked and reblogged my fics I'm so happy :)))

pairings: Klaus Hargreeves x Gn!reader

Summary: you are obsessed with Klaus's hips

Genre: fluff

Warnings: Alchohol, gn!reader, gender neutral reader, no y/n used. Klaus is a tease.

Word count: 500 something (i cant write long fics for my life yall)

You'd always heard it was the small things—the details about a person that drives you mad, that sneak up on you and settle deep in your bones until you can't shake them. You never believed it until... Klaus Hargreeves.

It wasn't his sly grin, nor his ability to light up your mood no matter what—you loved all that about him—but no, what got you were his hips.

you two were in your room, Klaus getting dressed and—you reading a book in your chair— if you’d even call it reading.

Klaus was pacing the room, shirt half-buttoned, his low-rise jeans peeking out as he rummaged through a pile of clothes—probably looking for a clothing piece he'd mindlessly tossed in his usual chaos, getting ready for Luther’s wedding.

You leaned back in your chair, pretending to be invested in the book on your lap. But your eyes betrayed you, trailing down to his hips—the way they moved perfectly in sync with his long legs, almost like a sensual dance that came naturally to him.

"What are you staring at, doll?" Klaus's voice pulled you back from your daze, and his smirk told you he already knew the answer. "Nothing," you mumbled, clearing your throat and returning to your book, hoping he wouldn't notice your fierce blush.

"Nothing, huh?" He sauntered over a cat-like grace to his steps.

Klaus leaned in, resting his hands on the arms of the chair you were sitting on. You could smell his cologne—a mix of sandalwood and something uniquely him.

"You know," he drawled, "it's rude to stare without offering a compliment."

Your eyes snapped up to his face, heat rising to your cheeks. "I wasn't—"

"Oh, but you were," Klaus interrupted, his grin widening. He pushed off the chair and spun dramatically, arms outstretched. "So, what's the verdict? Do these jeans make my ass look good?"

You couldn't help but laugh, the tension in your shoulders easing slightly. "You're impossible, Klaus."

"Impossibly charming, you mean," he winked, flopping onto your bed with a dramatic sigh. "Now, as punishment for your rudeness, I'm charging you with the task of helping me find those jeans. You know, the ones with the—"

"Sparkly skulls?" you finished for him, already moving to search through the chaos of his belongings. "I swear, Klaus, if you'd just organize your things..."

-----

Even in public, you'd find yourself staring. His hips were simply irresistible to you.

Everyone was drunk, even Five—a sight that was both amusing and unsettling. It was strange seeing him so nonchalant about the apocalypse.

the newlyweds were feeding each other.. strawberries. Across the room, Allison and Viktor were arguing about—something, their voices barely audible over the thumping music, and Diego had disappeared with Lila some time ago.

And then there was him. Klaus, the life of the party as always, was on the dance floor, his body moving in perfect rhythm to the beat. Your eyes couldn't help but linger on him, admiring how those jeans hugged his hips just right. Even during a world-ending disaster, Klaus had a way of commanding attention—and looking damn good while doing it.

As the night wore on, the party's energy seemed to fuel his every move. You watched him, and couldn't help but smile at how completely Klaus could captivate an entire room.

At one point, he spotted you from across the room. With a mischievous grin, he beckoned you over. and before you could react, he was at your side, pulling you into the crowd.

"Come on, doll," he said, his voice a playful purr. "You can't just stand there staring. Join me."

You laughed, letting him guide you onto the dance floor. For a moment, it was just the two of you, moving together in sync with the music. The world outside ceased to exist.

[ahqkas]

𝐨𝐨𝐨. CARELESS WHISPERS ; anakin skywalker

pairing! anakin skywalker x gn!reader

synopsis! sleeping with anakin was like coming home after a long day; his arms held a strange feeling of safety and made you feel at home. everything was peaceful until he learned about the fact that you tend to talk in your sleep

warnings! fluff, sleep talking which leads anakin to tease you ab it, anakin calls reader 'my love' and 'sweetheart', lmk if i missed smth !!

word count! 0.8k

notes! so apparently i sleep talk 🚶🏻‍♀️ and thats why this exists (the stuff i say doesn't even make sense like girl 'i need to drink' what do u need to drink 😟⁉️) I HAVE RLLY MIXED FEELINGS AB THIS WRITING so 👍🏻👍🏻 ,, liking, reblogging & commenting is deeply appreciated <3

© ahqkas — all rights reserved. even when credited, these works are prohibited to be reposted, translated or modified

He could hear those silent whispers of yours almost every night, yet he couldn't find himself to complain about it because some part of him enjoyed listening to them and your reactions to him exposing every single word you said to you in the morning was far too good to miss. You'd sit beside him and try to process the information because how could you say something that stupid didn't make sense to you and he just teased you more but both of you laughed at it at the end.

Anakin found himself in the situation again as he was laying down on a bed with you on top of him, hugging you close to his frame and watching you closely with sleepy eyes. He was getting pretty tired but your sweet whispering was worth the missed sleep if he got the chance to hear your voice just a little more that day.

His hand was resting on your jaw, his thumb brushing against the apple of your cheek affectionately, showing you the actions he wasn't allowed to do in public areas. And he hated it. Maker, how he despised the way he couldn't be with you freely as he wished. Holding your hand, walking around with you longer than it was required, even looking at you in a certain way was out of question if you were a Jedi. Which he was. And you were as well.

The corners of your lips tugged up and you nuzzled your face closer into the crook of his neck, which caused thoughts to enter his sleepless mind. You were probably dreaming about something nice right now, based on how your facial expression brightened and Anakin was happy that at least either one of you enjoyed the state of dreams without being interrupted by a sudden and uninvited nightmare. But there was a certain thing he was expecting tonight.

The sweet whispers of your thoughts left your sleeping form and carried themselves into the space of the silent room like a light wind on a sunny day and Anakin caught them without any trouble, trying to remember as much of them as he could so when there was a time he wouldn't see you, he could just simply rewind the voice in his head and listen to it again and again and never get tired of it.

Some nights you weren't making a sense at all with your 'I need more' and 'Place it right here' and confusing the man beside you to no end. What did you need? And why would you need more of it? Place it right there? Anakin's thoughts were running miles at the rate of his thinking. Tonight's night seemed to be one of those, when you would actually reply to him and he couldn't be happier at the discovery. Messing with you was fun.

"Ani," the whisper of his name got his attention from La la land back to you, the blue of his eyes resting on your face in a comfortable silence as he waited for more. "Anakin."

"Yes, my love?"

You shuffled around a bit in your sleep, a barely noticeable smile now grazed your lips. You were so beautiful to him, even in your sleep. "I need to tell you something."

Anakin let out a whisper of his own as his thumb continued on caressing your skin, the movement so gentle you could barely feel it. His way of showing some affection but still trying his hardest to not wake you up. "Go on, I'm listening."

"It's really important."

His lips pulled up a smile so big it caused his cheeks to throb from the not very familiar action. This type of smiles were reserved only around you and only for you, there wasn't really any other reason to show them around and you two unfortunately didn't spend a lot of free time together.

"Very important. But I trust you with my secrets. So I'm gonna tell you."

The Jedi waited with patience, his eyes glistening in the moonlight like the very same stars in the sky while he gazed down at you with a look you couldn't place a finger on. They were always full of determination, boldness and courage which were qualities he's grown to be proud of. But around you they've got the spark of passion, intimacy and fondness.

"I'm right here, you can tell me anything."

"I love you."

Anakin tensed under you, feeling the warmth of your breath fanning the side of his face a bit (which he didn't mind, it gave him some sort of comfort knowing you were sleeping next to him well). He expected everything, literally anything else than a love confession out of you. But it was nice and sweet and the man liked the feeling it came with so he hugged you close with his hand still holding your face and let out a whisper on his own once again. "I love you as well, sweetheart."

"But don't tell Anakin."

He could only chuckle quietly at this and finally let his mind rest.

[cymbelinaa]

Hello 🥰

Can you do some Villain Deku x fem. Reader pls?

(And the reader is a hero?)

okayyy so I literally cannot see Deku as a villian almost at all, but I CAN see him as a vigilante, so it'll be more vigilante style, hope you dont mind. I actually rlly liked this and ended up writing twice as much as I should have LOLOL

**REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!** Feel free to send me an ask and I’ll write it for you! Remeber to check the rules first.

All you ever wanted. //Vigilante Izuku x Pro Hero!Reader

contains: angsty shit, Izuku has an obsession with reader, slight yandere themes here.

The weather is foggy, which is strange since it's only 5:40AM. Sadly, you had gotten the short end of the straw, hence you had to get up early and patrol today. Atleast the beach was close by, and when you could have sworn there was no activity you headed over to the shore. It seemed like things the past few days have all gone to head, but the inevitable here is that you had to deal with it anyway. The only thing stopping you from breaking down is the faint warm sunlight visible in the thick smoke.

You sat down in the sand, and the sun slowly started to rise above the waters.

You could have sworn you heard something, but were too worn down to go check the slight commotion, until you heard it again.

This time you were quite concerned, so you turned around. Your senses were telling you that something, someone was stalking in your direction, slowly.

"You could be so much more." A voice called out withing the fog. He was behind you, how could he have gotten behind you? A pair of green eyes and a silhouette could now be visible.

"…What..?"

"I said, you could be so much more, it's such a shame your potential is being wasted here." Was he talking about you?"

"Uh- being where I am now, that's most then what more can accomplish-"

"Anyone can be where you are standing, really. You aren't even in the top 20. It's a shame, the time's I've seen you break down. I can fix that, I can fix you." His body was now fully visible, only a few yards away from you. The sun was now shining directly behind him, so when he reached out a hand, it somehow looked as if he was your savior, a step into the light. You felt almost compelled to take it. ...

It seemed now that the agency you were in was dead. No publicity, no name for yourselfs at all. It was hopeless really. All your life consisted of up was wake up, go to work, eat, and then sleep, and with that somewhat-helpful quirk of yours, you knew there was probably nothing in store for you. Deku, though, was so much more then you. He was known all over the globe for his stunts, he took saving people to the exteremes, and villains no longer had his empathy anymore, earning the title of a cruel hero for himself. The fog had now dispersed, and now barely visible.

"You can come with me, I will help you. I will save you." His hand was still waiting for yours.

"How could you possibly save me, Deku? Im a nobody.."

"As of now, you are. If you come with me, though, I will make sure your name has meaning. You will finally have a purpose beyond others."

"A…purpose?" He could hear the slight wobble in your voice. A purpose was all you wanted, even in your youth. What you feared the most was living a life that had no specialty. You wanted people to know your name, and respect you. You wanted someone who helped you, who loved you.

You ended up feeling a tear start to roll down your cheek, maybe he was trying to save you? He was a hero, after all.

In his eyes, Izuku was saving you. A poor thing such as yourself should have a better future, and Izuku would ensure that for you.

You ended up placing your hand in his, and he started leading you into the rising sun.

You thought about your now future, what was in store for you?  It just feels weird now that it's actually happening..  but this is all you ever wanted, afterall.

[prettyboykatsuki]

please PLEASE write more abt bully bkg!!! what happened next?? what did kiri do omg

tw ;; mild toxicity, bully!bkg, kirishima being a shit, fem!reader 18+, spanking, oral (f!recieving), bkg accidentally worships your pussy instead of punishing you :/, unprotected sex, praise kink 

PT. 1

a/n ;; have i mentioned he makes me absolutely out of my mind yet? have i said that?!??#?$# 

i think we’ve established about the two of them enough by now so here’s how i picture it. 

like i said before - bkg is a campus athlete, popular and well-rounded and all around has that like image to him and so when he essentially confesses to you after fucking you stupid in the library, that’s basically him making you his girlfriend. you don’t know that for a long time but we’ll get there later. 

anwyays.. right after he fucks you nice n full of his cum, he slides your panties and shorts right back on and snickers as he watches you struggle to get to your feet before eventually helping you. he keeps your bra as a punishment and makes you keep his hoodie, almost biting you when you try and take kirishimas to return it to him. he’ll do it himself, don’t test him. 

when you’re all dressed - he makes you pack up and ends up walking you to your dorm room in the middle of the night (which you beg him to not do) but he’ll be fucking damned if anything bad happens to you. it’s his version of affectionate but you don’t know that yet so you’re mostly awkwardly trying to dodge him on the way back BUT he’s still bkg so when he notices that he yanks you. 

he makes you hold his arm and licks your cheek cause he’s such a fucking dick. hits you with a “get used to it, princess” with the most condescending tone. but he’s being so serious. you just think he’s teasing you but he’s not.. he means it. get used to him, basically because now he’s a constant presence in your life. 

he drops you off in front of your dorm and you’re about to wave him off but before you can go he grabs your waist and basically dips you for a kiss. and it’s so good - fuck, you wish you could say you hated it. but bakugou is experienced as much as he’s mean so he kisses you like his life depends on it, his fingers digging into your sides and his tongue in your mouth. you almost forget your in public until he pulls you back up 

he gives you a little breathless grin, patting your cheek with his hand and telling you “get cleaned up, dumbass” which is his way of telling you to get home safe. 

and you do get to your empty dorm. you take a shower and just kinda reflect on the actualy fuck transpired cause you were pretty positive he wanted you in a casket but?!?!?! you fucked him and he kissed you? so ???? 

youre in the middle of your exams and you’re honestly tired since you got fucked within in an inch of your life so you shower and just.. go to sleep. in his hoodie cause it smells good and it’s big and comfy and you’re like... thinking about it really hard but it just makes your headache. 

you conclude after a lot of tossing and turning that he’s probably still just trying to fuck around with you and maybe thinks you’re an easy lay.  you can’t say you aren’t since you were willing and ready for him (the thought of how easily you gave in has you flustered) 

you sleep, eventually. and you wake up the next morning not really expecting much. you don’t have bkgs number or anything so you just.. continue with your day as is. unlucky for you - you have classes with bakugou and kirishima 

but you don’t think it’ll be all that different. still so non-chalant. and you go to class that day dressed normally - with bakugous hoodie in hand. 

you sit in your regular seat that day and this is your first mistake. 

kirishima is in class before bakugou is. and he is.. as always, a little shit. so he pulls up right beside you because even though bkg is pissed at kiri - they are besties so he tells him everything. kirishima wont tease you abt it and u still think kirishima is quite nice and handsome so you’re pleased to greet him. 

ah.. another mistake on your behalf. this action WILL have consequences. 

kirishima gets so cozy with you btw. he loves that you’re so comfy w him - strokes his ego so good. and he chats you up for a better part of the hour before your morning class. 

he makes jokes and smiles and laughs and thinks about how easy it would be snatch you from bakugou and keep you to himself. he’s not good enough of a person to leave you alone. 

aaah kirishima is a sweetheart and he treats you well. so when you feel his hand on your thigh underneath the table - rubbing little circles into your knee, you don’t even notice. and when he gets super close to you to hear you talk - telling you your voice is too soft even tho a class is empty, you let him. 

and when you point out that ppl keep staring and whispering you, he tells you to ignore them and you do. you ignore the whispers and even the click of camera. 

it’s only when you hear bakugou that you get a strange feeling in your gut. he stomps into the classroom - vicious. his schedule is so busy he normally doesn’t get to lounge around before class making sure to keep everything tight 

but he got..  many messages about how you and kirishima were seating today. mostly from kami who likes to cause problems - he decided he should get there a lil early 

well.. lo and behold he does - and he finds you and kirishima looking incredibly cozy with each other. and kirishima being.. kirishima - is the first to see him and he shoots his beloved friend the most smug fuckin smile. 

bkg is pissed, naturally and stomps his way over to the two of you. he’s doing the thing again where he’s icy mad. he doesn’t even bother w kirishima and there’s a whole crowd around the three of you. 

“get your shit,” he demands, clearly seething. you give him a wild look, noticing the now obvious tension before being completely confused.  you’re about to protest w him but he sends you a spine-chillingly glare. 

your whole class watches as he yanks you by the wrist out of the classroom as kirishima sits back and gives u a little wave. ur lost. obviously. and once you leave the classroom ur like “where are we going?” 

the answer is to bakugous very nice car - a custom c3 corvette. he opens the door and stares you, grabbing your bags and taking them to the trunk. but u stand ur ground, cross your arms over your chest like 

“what are we doing out here?” 

bkg doesn’t hesitate in pushing you up against his car, his hands on your waist and his teeth nipping at your neck - sore from old bruises. and you gasp when you feel his fingers dig into your hips, all tongue and teeth. 

“the fuck did i say about you cozyin’ up t’ that shitty haired bastard yesterday,” 

this makes you swallow because bakugous mouth is travelling further and further and his hands are getting more bold. and you shiver, something hot and heavy in your core cause fuck he’s so possesive over you. it makes you dizzy, something sticky and warm in you. 

“i.. i d-didn’t think you were being s..serious yesteryday” 

he growls a little against your throat. 

“guess i’ll have to teach you another lesson. im gonna get in the car and then you are. easy enough, nerd?” 

you can’t do anything but nod and watch him open the car doors. when he gets in you follow and within the blink of an he manuevers you till your over his lap. you let out a loud yelp as his strong hands come down on your ass. still clothed. 

you let out a soft yelp - a noise of surprise at the sudden sensation and you feel bkg bend down to speak in your ear. 

“wanna act like a fuckin’ brat and flirt with your boyfriends friends? fine. i’ll fuck that shitty ass attitude right out of you,” 

the firs thing you think is “boyfriend?!” but your voice gets muffled when you feel bakugou pull down your bottoms along with your panties. his hands are so strong and so big - long thick fingers covered in callouses from playing so many games. you can’t help but squirm under his touch, a growing wetness making your stomach clench. 

he’s so so mean about it yk? a big strong hand smacking against your ass hard enough to leave a handprint. he chuckles when you whine, when your body shivers - bare cunt expose to him and nothing else. a wave of humilation floods through you. 

“‘s not my fault you’re like this y’know? all you gotta do is follow instructions - i know you now how to fucking do that, right? always bein’ so prissy,” ― bakugou tsks, smacking your ass hard before spreading your cheeks out. he admires the way your cunt trembles with mean laugh ― “but you wanna go flirt with shitty hair that much, huh?” 

you’re gonna protest and tell him it’s not even like that.. which makes you question why’re so eager to go with his demands. but the words get lost as the sound of spanks slowly drift and it’s just bakugou admiring your ass. he didn’t really get a good chance too when he was fucking you yesterday but now he’s got eagles on you n your pretty little cunt. 

“never gonna let anyone touch your pretty little pussy but fuckin’ me,” ― and he groans, sliding his fingers through your folds ― “fuck.. fuck” 

you’re not expecting much but within another few seconds you’ve got your cheek pressed to the glass window, ass up and body folded with your cunt directly in bkgs face. you’re not rlly sure why this was happening because you were sure you were getting punished. and maybe the humilation of having your face pressed to glass is enough 

but it doesn’t negate the fact bkg is tongue deep in your cunt. both hands massaging your ass - spreading your lips apart so he can get into fucking deeper. sliding his tongue against your folds and slurping on your clit until you’re jolting with pleasure like you’ve never known before in your life. you’re moaning so loud the whole campus could probably fucking hear but bkg doesn’t care and doesn’t stop 

and your thighs give out, he goes from eat it from the back to getting underneath you and has you sitting on his face. you just keep cumming and bakugou is rock fucking hard - but he doesn’t even bother jerking himself off. he spends all of his time n effort worshipping your sweet cunt  

you cum on his face so many times you’re completely limp by the time he sticks his dick in you. but it feels so good when he does that too - oversenstive walls stretched out his big cock, a hand on your sides as he shifts you into missionary. 

he doesn’t even intend to make you cum again but the position has him so deep in your cervix that you do and he’s so close. and when bkgs close, he’s fucking obscene. 

but it’s not all that vulgar like you’re expecting and that makes you fucking whine. hearing bakugou praise you and your pussy does something terrible to your brain and in your fucked out haze - arms around his shoulders, you’re fucking whimpering. 

and bkgs just in your ear like 

“such a sweet fuckin’ girl for me, taking my dick so damn good, haah fuck. all mind. know how to behave when i fuck you like this don’t you? be a good girl and take it all.. there you go, just like that,” 

when he cums inside of you he stays there for a while and stares at your completely gone expression. it’s unusually soft and you wont see it often but he grabs your face and kisses you hard 

“you’re my girlfriend now you fuckin’ dweeb so start fuckin’ acting like it yeah?” 

you whine and nod, unable to refuse even if u want too 

“yeah..yeah” 

[pluviophile-imagines]

LOWI CONGRATS ON THE FOLLOWER MILESTONE!! 🥺💞💞💞 u deserve it and so much more!! for the kiss prompt could i get 18 with shinsou ?? 🥺👉👈

TYSM SOFFFF so uh. I’ve been fuckin stupid dkfnskfb my dumbass rlly wrote Shinsou correctly on my master post like a week ago and then still managed to write for Shigaraki instead when it came to the actual piece 😳 so thanks to my handyman brainrot you get two—that’s right, two!—characters for the price of one ur welcome ♥️ I cheated a lil bit so shinsou;s not sitting in the reader’s lap it’s just his head but i think its cute 🥺 also Shiggy’s is like twice as long as ive been trying to write them oops i rlly like the jealous reader premise 👉👈 it’s under the read more bc of that and bc of kiiiinda spoilers? if yall arent caught up to the manga you won’t get it but if u are it’s canonical. Whew that was a lot! Enjoy!

Kisses where one person is sitting in the other’s lap

Shinsou

To say that your relationship with Shinsou is new would be an understatement. You’ve been friends for years—ever since the third year of high school when you’d been assigned to him as his support—but you’ve never been particularly close until recently when you’d once again found yourself working on his hero costume and support items.

He’d only asked you out yesterday after nearly two months of tension-filled glances and fleeting touches. Now, the two of you are watching a movie at your mutual friend Kirishima’s apartment, sitting quite awkwardly on a loveseat and pretending like you don’t want to get closer to each other. You haven’t told your friends yet about your new relationship status, but that’s not entirely what’s holding you two back. If anything, it’s run-of-the-mill first date awkwardness (if watching a movie with six of your closest friends around can be considered a date), too afraid to initiate anything.

The movie’s dull; the two of you have pulled out your phones to snark at each other through text, a strategy you’d begun weeks ago after being hushed one too many times by Kaminari because you were talking too loudly. The bright screens probably aren’t all that much better, but you two are in the back anyway; nobody can see it unless they turn away from the TV.

You risk a glance up and end up locking eyes with Shinsou. Your face heats up, heartbeat quickening, as he gives you a charming smile. You watch him glance around the room, unsure at first why he’s doing it until he turns his attention back to you and slowly, silently, moves over across the loveseat into your personal space.

Your legs are touching now, faces so close your nose is nearly brushing his. One of his hands has come to brace against the armrest you’re leaning on, allowing him to stay leaning in.

“Hey,” he says, little more than a whisper and clearly hushed so the others don’t hear.

“Hey yourself,” you respond, earning yourself a low snort.

Instead of vocally responding, he pushes himself back up to a sitting position and then moves his hands to maneuver your legs until you’re no longer curled up against the couch’s backing but sitting like a normal person.

Then he lays down, head resting on your thighs, and turns to face the movie.

You’re grinning uncontrollably. All possible self-conscious thoughts of the others seeing you are dashed from your mind; you like the weight of him in your lap too much.

You spend much of the rest of the movie like that, easily over half an hour. A few minutes in he reaches down to find your hand and bring it to his hair, encouraging you to stroke it. It’s even softer than you’ve imagined in the past, fluffy and thick and genuinely nice to run your hands though. There’s a surge of contentment that rushes through you, and maybe a little bit of pride at the knowledge that you can do this pretty much any time you want now.

By the end of the film, you’re pretty sure Shinsou’s fallen asleep. He gives you the scare of your life, however, when he grabs your arm as you’re trying to pull away. His eyes open, purple irises trained on you.

What happens next you blame on grogginess, him still not quite being awake. He blames it on you; whenever you mention it, he says he saw you and had become consumed with an overwhelming desire to just lean up and kiss you. Whatever the reason, it’s nice for you.

His hand comes up to the back of your neck, tugging you down just as much as he lifts up. It begins soft, kind of sweet, just lips as the two of you melt into each other—but it doesn’t stay that way for long. Within moments the two of you morph the kiss from a quick peck after a movie to a very passionate makeout, and frankly you’d be more concerned if they hadn’t interrupted the two of you.

You pull away when you hear Kaminari’s wolf whistle, left sitting on the loveseat with a burning face and your boyfriend in your lap, still half asleep.

Shigaraki

You’re not jealous.

No, you’ve been dating Tomura for months. You can’t be jealous when he’s, well, yours, and has been for quite some time. You’re his first relationship, his first everything, and it’s frankly foolish of you to feel this insecure just because some floozy is simpering at him from across the enormous room where you and the rest of the League are scattered about. It’s not like she really wants him, or even knows him; he’s just the hew big-shot leader and she’s decided being his lover sounds good. Too bad that role’s already taken.

Still, there’s a sinking feeling in your chest—an ache in your heart, a burning lump in your throat—that says now that Tomura is Grand Commander he’ll drop you for someone better.

You don’t realize you’re glaring daggers at the woman until she catches your eye. She has no business looking that smug; the only reason she’s allowed in the room is to give Tomura reports. You’re the one lounging next to him as she approaches; he has your legs over his lap, his thumb absent-mindedly rubbing circles on your thigh.

And when she bends down to drop the report on his lap (as if your damn legs aren’t there, you want to scoff) she draws the eyes of every League member except the one she wants, because you’re the one who has Tomura’s attention.

He’s wearing Father, but you’ve long passed being afraid when he looks at you from between those lifeless digits and you can see the expression beneath; those lips tugging down slightly in a pout, brow furrowed, eyes far softer than they have any damn business being while hiding behind the severed hand of his old man. He’s concerned, and a little confused.

Tomura plucks the report from your legs and sets it aside, reaching to pull you fully into his lap. To your surprise he takes Father off, too; he buries his face into your neck to prevent the outsider from seeing, lips just brushing your ear so that you can hear him.

“What’s wrong?”

“Hm?”

“You’ve been pouting ever since the secretary came in, brat.”

Like hell you’re saying anything in front of her. You remain stubbornly silent.

He doesn’t like that, you can tell, but while the secretary’s interest is lost on him he knows you well enough to tell that you’re uncomfortable with her. Presumably that’s why he doesn’t press the issue and kisses you instead.

You don’t expect it. Tomura’s not exactly one to shy away from PDA (you’re sitting in his lap in front of the whole League, for fuck’s sake), but intimacy is something he’s never wanted to take beyond closed doors. When he’s in a sour mood you’ll kiss him sometimes, even in public (he’s invigorated by your affection in many way, but never anything you’d call heated.

This kiss, though, is. It’s anything but chaste, perhaps even downright lewd. He’s all but initiating a makeout with you while Miss Secretary is standing right there. Maybe his affection-motivated ways are rubbing off on you, but it helps more than it probably ought to.

You’re dazed by the time he pulls away. The sound of the door slamming closed snaps you from your trance. The secretary, ploy foiled simply by your annoyed expression, had left. It doesn’t matter. None of this was ever really about her in the first place.

“There,” Tomura says, audibly quite pleased with himself. “She’s gone. Now tell me what’s wrong.”

You sigh, leaning in to tuck your own head into his shoulder. Your voice is muffled when you speak, quiet so that only he can hear.

“It’s dumb.”

“It’s bothering you,” he says simply. There’s an underlying statement there: tell me so I can destroy it for you. In many ways, Tomura is a predictable man.

You know he’s not going to drop it, so you accept your fate. “She was making a pass at you.”

He tenses beneath you, holding you closer. You risk lifting your head from where it’s buried to see the way his nose is scrunched up. “She wasn’t.”

“Yeah, she was.”

There’s a pause, like he’s processing everything you’re saying. Then, seemingly finally registering what exactly is bothering you, his hands move to grip your hips and maneuver you to straddle him, sitting fully on his lap facing him. “Fine. Why’re you pissed about it, then?”

You lean in again, arms coming to wrap around his neck as you bury your face into his chest and try to ignore the tears that are coming. You’d never be able to live it down if any of the others saw you crying over the fucking secretary.

But you know more than anyone thanks to many late nights assuring your boyfriend he’s the only one for you that Tomura can empathize with this insecurity. It’s a little strange how the script has flipped.

“She’s a high ranking MLA member, she probably has some crazy strong quirk. I’m quirkless. I dunno. I guess I’m scared you’ll drop me for someone like her. Like I said, it’s dumb.”

He doesn’t speak for a moment. You sit there, listening to his heartbeat and matching your breathing to his. Then he speaks.

“Your emotions aren’t dumb. It’s okay that you’re feeling this way. Thank you for telling me.” He’s parroting you, you realize; this is what you tell him every time he comes to you for comfort when he’s gotten in a mood. You feel a little fuzzy, warmth flooding your chest. “But I think we both know they’re irrational.”

“Tomura… I—”

“I’m not interested in some lame-ass NPC,” he interrupts, no hesitation and entirely sincere. He doesn’t even need to think about it. “You’re my player two, my endgame. The only thing in this world worth protecting. You really think that secretary can hold a candle to you? I didn’t even notice her. Why would I when you’re here?”

You can’t help it, you surge upward and kiss him, just as passionately as he had you mere moments before. His right hand traces up your spine to find the back of your neck and pull you closer, sending a thrill through your body as your own arms tighten around him.

“Oi! Horndogs! Get a damn room, don’t make us see that!”

You break away at Dabi’s words, panting slightly, and if the sincerity of Tomura’s little rant hadn’t convinced you that his words were true, the look of utter adoration he’s regarding you with would have.

[blisslilywrites]

Hi!! It's me again Since you ask box is open again can you do more of the Jessica rabbit!reader with the mha pro heroes?

a/n: djdnd if i remember right it was hawks and endeavor right? if not feel free to send another request🤧 tbh i didnt rlly know what to write but hope u like it~ -lily

HAWKS / Takami Keigo

You and Hawks were a beautiful couple

A beautiful couple nobody knew about…

You didn’t really mind either way but Hawks always insisted he wanted to keep your relationship with him a secret

With dangerous missions and many enemies, you were definitely going to be a target if the public knew about you

So you two kept your relationships under wraps, never meeting out in public, and going on with your lives as normal

Today was just like every other day

Hawks was off patrolling the city and you were on your way to work

What was different about today though was that there was a sudden villain attack in the area

The villains didn’t target the buildings or try to steal anything

Instead they seemed to be targeting the people

One of them had a quirk that allowed him to extend black tentacles that acted like large hands, grabbing random people in the crowd and holding them hostage

There was chaos everywhere

People were running left and right trying not to get caught

Suddenly someone shouted “HAWKS!”

And you looked up to see a familiar silhouette move across the sky like a blur

A barrage of feathers moved carefully, calculatedly through the crowd and towards the villain, rescuing civilians and carrying them away to safety

There weren’t many people left near the villain and hawks had already taken down his accomplices when the villain suddenly shot one tentacle straight into the crowd

Straight towards you

You were pulled rapidly towards the villain who had a knife to your throat a second later

Hawks was facing you, and the villain. His eyes were unreadable, face expressionless.

“Don’t move unless you want me to cut this beautiful woman here”

The black tentacles furthered their grip on you and you could see a twinge of anger on your boyfriend’s face

Although you knew it was probably a reckless move, you used your quirk to knock the knife out the villain’s hands which surprised him and caused the tentacle’s hold on you to loosen

You pushed to get away from the villain at the same time Hawks sprung towards him

He took you in his arms and used his feathers to subdue the villain 

The rest of the police and heroes arrived at the scene a few seconds later and took the villains into custody

Hawks, however, still had an arm and a wing wrapped around you protectively

“You should probably let go now you know. People might find out…”

He paused for a moment, saying nothing, before looking at you with a sly grin

“So..? You can certainly take care of yourself and if anything, it’ll give me an excuse to be around you more.”

You smiled at that

“Ok then.. that would mean I can do this now right?”

Without hesitation you gave him a peck on the cheek that left him blushing and smiling like an idiot

ENDEAVOR / Todoroki Enji 

So you and Endeavor have been together for a while now but kept your relationship a secret due to all the media presence he was getting lately from being the new #1

You didn’t mind though, and neither did he

But he at least wanted to introduce you to his family

So he told them one day that they were going to have dinner at home with a “special guest” 

When the evening came, endeavor was pacing around the front door and staring at the clock waiting for this “special guest”

The kids found this… strange

Mainly because they weren’t used to seeing him nervous? If that’s even how they could describe him in the moment

But yes he was slightly nervous and also slightly worried

You had insisted you would come on your own and he didn’t need to come pick you up 

It’s been 5 minutes since the appointed time though and endeavor was definitely worried

Just when he was about to give you a call, the doorbell rang and fuyumi went to answer it

“Hi..?”

“Hello, you must be fuyumi? I’m l/n y/n. Thank you for letting me come over for dinner.”

Dinner.. She’s our special guest?!?

Endeavor came and awkwardly ushered you inside and once properly seated, he told them who you were 

Let’s just say they didn’t really know how to react

First of all, you were pretty young? And you were pretty. Like really really pretty. Like sexy pretty. 

So uh they were kind of shocked but gradually warmed up to you as you came often more

Now that his family knew, endeavor felt the weight of secrecy of your relationship had been lifted and became a little careless…

A picture of you and endeavor looking… intimate, was leaked to the public

Queue the confusion and speculation

Like that rumours grew, each more outrageous than the last

Endeavor felt terrible about it but you consoled him, telling him you were fine with it and that there wasn’t much that could be done other than clarify the rumours

Which he did do

He held a press conference and carefully explained everything, asking the public to respect you and your privacy

Altho there were many who weren’t happy that endeavor had someone, there were also many who supported him and you

The way he handled the situation did give him a bit of a popularity rise but he wasn’t really bothered by that

He was just happy to have you

[sneezefiction]

with a model s/o

Atsumu, Akaashi, Bokuto, & Kenma x Reader - Modeling S/O Headcanons

request: “heyy girly can i request a hc for atsumu, akaashi, bokuto, and kenma w a fem s/o who does professional runway modeling and models for those fancy brands like victoria's secret and such 👉🏽👈🏽🥺? i've been modeling since i was 15 even though i'm not the "typical" body type for it (like i'm 5'5 but i use rlly tall heels to compensate lmao) and it was kind of my dream to be a VS angel and i was crushed when the fashion show was canceled but i'm fine now lol. Tyyy!🤎”

a/n: eeee this is a cute request!! i so admire you for putting yourself out there in such a public way, it’s so inspiring. especially since you’re 5′5″, like wow. i’m amazed. i hope you enjoy these headcanons, bb!!

warnings: language

total wc: 920

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Atsumu:

Sumu is pretty savvy and works his ass off, but even he’s impressed by how hard you work as a model

the fact that you choose to pursue it even without the “standard” industry body type shows just how much you care to chase after your passions and he’s genuinely impressed

he’s always telling people that he’s dating a model, showing them photos of you from your public instagram, and getting your name out wherever he can

if you’re in any magazines, he’ll buy them and post all about it on his social media

his team doesn’t believe him until you show up and wow are you gorgeous

but more than just how beautiful you are, they’re impressed he managed to score someone so kind and smart

Osamu is especially confused and literally asks if you need help escaping his asshole twin brother

he definitely thinks Atsumu must have paid you to date him

but no, you genuinely love how much Atsumu respects your craft and how difficult it is to put yourself out in public

he’ll support you at any campaign, fashion show, and hype you up before any photoshoots saying,

“Get yer hot self in there and show em how it’s done, baby girl.”

really so supportive and proud of you <333

Akaashi:

i think he’s mostly surprised how quickly he adjusted to your fast-paced lifestyle

the appointments, bookings, early arrival times, and scheduling seemed more daunting on paper than in real life

I mean he has had Bokuto’s insanity over the past several years though, so it makes sense that it doesn’t faze him for long

Akaashi would actually love how strategic the industry is and he’d probably become your personal and media manager alongside being your boyfriend lmao

he genuinely appreciates you trusting him enough to actually be dating him

you’ve dealt with so many liars and fake people that he’s surprised you are still so dedicated to your modeling career, but he supports you and does his best to help you succeed

he also knows how critical others are of your body and how painful it can be to live under constant scrutiny

but whenever you’re alone together, he’ll hug you, tucking your head into his chest and whisper sweet affirmations into your ears,

“You’re so beautiful, y/n.”

“You’re strong and hard-working. You’ve got this.”

“When this is all over, I’ll treat you to a movie at the theaters.”

he’ll also make sure you eat and drink enough, keeping you healthy and aware of your physical body in a caring, thoughtful way

Akaashi is always encouraging, refreshing, and remind you of your worth. both internally and externally <3

Bokuto:

you ARE his social media page at this point

Bo loves to do little mini photoshoots with is own personal camera and keep his Instagram and Snapchat poppin’ with your loveliness

he’s both a hypeman and your beautiful boyfriend, so you’re winning tbh

if you’ve got a booking or you’re featured on a runway, Bokuto will want to be there no matter what

and if he doesn’t have to be super quiet, he’ll be tapping of the shoulders of strangers and telling everyone at the venue that he’s dating you

and it’s not even because you’re a model, he just actually adores you so much and he can’t contain it

and Bokuto kinda wants people to know that you’re off limits… soooo there’s that too

also i feel like he would be completely fascinated by your skincare routines

he’ll spot you putting strange products on your face and immediately be like,

“I need to know what those things are for.”

Bo will ask to do face masks with you at night and when you’re not looking he’ll borrow your serums and moisturizers just to see what they feel like

you’ll have created a skincare monster because now Bo has decided he needs his own skincare routine and i swear you will never shop just for yourself again

okay so yes, he’s crazy to keep up with, but he would do anything for you. just say the word and your loving boyfriend will be there in a heartbeat

Kenma:

Kenma doesn’t get all the hype about modeling and fashion or anything of that sort

but when he met you, he decided it might be worth it to take a small interest in it

slowly, he becomes more and more interested, learning more about why you love it so much and what it means to be successful in that career path

Kenma refers to appointments and bookings as “gaining XP” and relates it into gaming terms

he will never break that habit, it’s just so... him

Kozume also becomes super protective of you

he doesn’t usually care about people’s outward image, but cannot stand if you’re being insulted or judged by others for what you wear or how you look in a photo

he reminds you that he likes you for more than just your body

that you are very intelligent, incredibly funny, and so unique

he appreciates that you understand him and that you enjoy playing videos games with him after you’ve both had a long, frustrating day at work

Kenma will patiently listen to you if you need to unpack anything annoying or hurtful that happened that day and he’ll have one hand on a controller while the other brushes through your hair

he’s a breath of fresh air. separate from your modeling life, but always there for you when you need him. such a chill boyfriend, 10/10 would recommend

[slashersins]

wondering if u could do slashers with a rlly bony boyfriend? (or s/o)

bony ? you are actually so lucky that i finally found out what it’s like to hug and cuddle with someone who is bony . #shoutouttomywife’sgirlfriend . don’t worry baby boy , i got you ~

wondering if u could do slashers with a rlly bony boyfriend? (or s/o)

jason

oh god . he thinks he might crush you . he wants to hold you so tight but he’s scared of snapping you in half . but you remind him that you’re tougher than you look and you don’t mind being crushed in a tight embrace . just bat those doe eyes at him and he’ll get weak .

lanky arms around his neck ? jason’s hand engulfs your arm so easily . he gets dizzy . it’s terrifying and such a power trip . can you see your ribs when you suck in deep . jason’s fingers are suddenly there , tracing each rib , counting them , amazed and happy that you have all of them . do your hip bones jut out ? oooooooh , jason traces over them , eyes wide as he marvels at how delicate you are . 

also be prepared for jason to want to carry you everywhere , he doesn’t need you falling into a hole and breaking those cute legs of yours . 

thomas

you’re probably the smallest member of the hewitt house hold . and that means that everyone is trying to fatten you up . now don’t get me wrong , thomas loves you . he loves how small and delicate you look next to him . he loves being able to pick you up and sit you on his lap . he likes how graceful , yes to him you’re fucking graceful , you look when you walk around the house and do your chores . and you’re so small that he feels powerful when he holds you . but god , he wants to put meat on your bones .

it’s likely that thomas will bring you snacks often and luda mae will try to make you so many sweets . they don’t see anything wrong with you being bony they just want you to have more cushion as protection . it’s either fatten you up or cover you in pillows .

thomas knows how easy it is for him to break done . to cut through it . he knows the familiar snap , the feel and sound satisfying . so he’s very protective of his bony boy . he doesn’t think you’re weak , not really . he just worries . sometimes , when you’re both in bed , lazing about , thomas will lean half way over you . he’ll trace your jaw , your clavicles , over ribs , between the dips , lower over hips bones . at this point he’s on top of you , head bent down as he circles his hands around your waist and gives a little squeeze . god , you’re beautiful , y/n . he wants to snap you in half and keep you whole all at the same time . his pretty bony boy .

bubba

have you seen nubbins and chop top ? you’ll fit right in . bubba is already fully aware that bony boys can take a lot . so he’s not as concerned as you breaking something , more concerned that you’re going to use your thin frame to get stuck somewhere like nubbins . please don’t hang out with them too much . the chaotic bony bunch doesn’t need a third . 

wear his clothes . for the love of god . bubba is a big man . so grab one of his shirts and let it hang off you . you might feel silly but bubba finds it the sexiest thing ever . he’ll grab at you , chubby fingers touching over your smaller frame with awe as he whines . he wants to put other clothes on you , to dress up . to see how you just get dwarfed and swallowed up .

bones poking out ? being a little jabby ? bubba doesn’t fucking care . let them bones dig into his belly , he loves it . honestly he might have a thing for you being so small . also he gonna nip and bite and lick all over your bony body , smothering you in affection . he’s the only one of the slashers who isn’t afraid of breaking your bones . he hasn’t broken any of nubbins and chop tops yet . 

michael

he’s interested . you’re small . delicate . breakable . easily ruined . the way he can feel your bones under his hands without any effort on his part . it goes straight to his head , igniting a deep need in him . he needs to bring you as close to breaking as you as possible . bruises ? check . dark nail marks over your skin ? check . the power trip ? check . 

sometimes you think that michael might be thinking about how easy snapping your spine would be . you’re right . but he won’t . no , he’ll just tighten his grip just hard enough , then loosen his grip and give you a satisfied look . 

manhandling is a must for him . even know . you might think jesse is a man handling beast , but michael doesn’t want to put you down ever . which is strange considering he is a solitary man and more akin to a cat than anything . but your tiny little body is his fucking cat nip . 

brahms

delicate . lovely . beautiful . like some sort of statue carved with gentle care that came from the renaissance age of art . to brahms you are a work of fucking art . he was dreaming of coming out and holding you , of studying you , of experiencing you when he was hiding in the walls . 

now that he’s out , he can barely keep his hands off . his touch so soft and careful , as if you were made of marble , able to be cracked and destroyed at the slightest touch . body worship is a must for him . he has to touch every inch , learn every detail of you . 

the fact that you and brahms are both on the smaller side , you of course being a delicate boy and brahms being lean yet toned , it means that he loves how your bodies fit together . slotting against each other like two pieces of a puzzle . prepare to be held constantly , to have hands roaming over you . 

jesse

he’s going to man handle you . tossing you over his shoulder , tossing you to the bed , the couch , all with a smug look . he’s going to buy you clothes that shows off that beautiful bone structure of yours . he’ll grab you in public , puling you in close and settling a hand on your hip , letting everyone see how small you are compared to him , showing off the pure possession with the size different . you’re his baby boy . his little sugar baby . no one can match him . how could they ? he’s jesse . 

god he fucking loves to see you naked . his eyes dark and hungry . he wants you to run your hands over your own body , showing yourself off to him . he wants you sitting in his lap , pressing in close as he wraps his arms around your waist , just holding you and feeling how fucking delicate you are in his arms . you might just be jesse’s kink . 

billy & stu

both boys aren’t bony . they are a bit lanky and tall and slim with some muscle . typical general young adult male size . which means they are going to fucking tease you . bag of bones , bone daddy , little skellington . all the nicknames . but said with love and affection as they grab at you and press in close . 

stu will run his fingers over your ribs as if he’s playing a guitar , making mouth noises as he does so . you’re a guitar , bone baby ! let’s rock ! also stu has no probably just running up behind you and lift you off the ground and over his shoulder , patting your ass and laughing . it’s not his fault you’re so small , but fuck if he doesn’t love it . 

billy is smug and teasing . bu the won’t go as far as stu . this miscreant is likely to sneak up behind you , hands on your hips as he nips at you and asks how his little skeleton is doing . like jesse , he’ll publicly show off how delicate you are compared to him . but honestly billy isn’t all that much bigger than you so it’s kind of cute how dominate he tries to look . but he still loves it . he’s going to leave bite marks over every protruding bone he can find . so expect to be marked up all over . 

all together the three of you make a chaotic couple . a group of lanky mischief boys . 

[dazaily]

karasuno first years using pick-up lines on their s/o

soo.. i’ve been wanting to write a karasuno head canon for ages, and i gonna write a hc which turned into a short fic that i’ll probably never finish... so this is the replacement. enjoy!!

description: so the the karasuno boiz were playing truth and dare in their changing room. and tanaka and nishinoya had dared your bf to use a pick-up line on you. 

warnings: implied nsfw. gender neutral reader. fluffy but sprinkled with swears. i was stressed writing this. long af. not proofread. 

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hinata shoyo

i’m sorry but, did u rlly expect our lil cinnamoroll to know what’s a pick up line?

he babie 🥺❤️

n e ways, it was finally his turn on their little game of truth and dare and nishinoya had dared him to use a pick up line on you.

“a pickup line??? what’s that? will it improve my volleyball skills??”

like i said a bABIE!!

nishinoya and tanaka needs to stop tainting my bbys mind.

“udk whats a pickup line??? how did u even end up with y/n.”

nishinoya is in shock.

and then the plan commenced.

their lil game of truth and dare ended up as a lil plan on getting u hinata to use a pick up line on you.

that night, u were walking home w hinata after club activities ended.

with noya, tanaka and kageyama trailing you, but we pretend they don’t exist.

“soo,, y/n”

“sup? y u acting all weird for? ur usually rambling abt volleyball by now.. u okay?”

“hoW DO THEY KNOW?? WHAT AM I GONNA DO NOW?? THEY TOLD ME TO SOUND NATURAL BUT THEY ALR KNOWS!! uGh my senpais are watching me, i gotta do them proUD!”

hinatas mind ran at 1,000km/h, it was insane. especially for someone who doesn’t usually use their brain.

“um, uM, Y/N! CAN U HELP ME HOLD SOMETHING?!?”

confusion.

that was the only thing u felt at the moment.

i mean u were alr infront of ur house, what’s the point of holding smt when u were leaving??

“whut”

conveniently, during ur moment of confusion, the only word u could form was “what”.

“m-m-mm-mY HAND!!”

hinata screeched at ur face

...

silence. whilst noya and tanaka facepalms in the bg

it took a moment, but ur brain finally computes what ur bf just said

“pFFFFFTT,”

ur first instinct was to release the phatest snort/wheeze. shane dawson is jealous. 

“y/nnnnnn~~ stop laughinggggggg”

hinata was now suffering from crippling embarrassment, as u wouldn't stop laughing no matter how much he pleaded.

omg imagine him all blushy and shiz akdkkoaw-- ok lets not get off topic

“ok,, okay, first of all, u could've just held my hand without asking? we’re dating? you don't need my permission to do smth we do everyday?? and, more importantly, who taught u that line u just used???”

u said half wheezing, half talking, struggling to convey wtv ur trying to say to ur bf.

lucky for u, he was strangely able to understand what u were saying, and he replies with a lengthy explanation of the entire situation. 

“ooo, so that's why noya, tanaka and kageyama have been following us,,”

“hOWD U KNOW??? NOYA-SAN OUR HIDING SPOT HAVE BEEN EXPOSED!!!”

as u left to go in ur house, he stops u by holding ur hand and gives u a peck on ur forehead. 

as he separates from u, he had the biggest smile plastered on his face, brightening the entire neighbourhood.

“goodnight y/n! i love you!”

kageyama tobio

erm, lbr this man would have 0 ideas in the field of flirting.

knowing this, our lovely 2nd year duo, decide its time for them to step in and help their junior in his dating life

despite it flowing extremely smoothly w/out their intervention

n e ways, so they forced the 1st years to play truth and dare w them.

when it finally came to tobio’s turn, the unfortunate child unknowingly picks dare which causes nishinoya to spring up.

“i have the perfect dare for you.”

commencing plan...

so nishinoya dares kageyama to say a pickup line to you, but since kageyamas a big baby in disguise, he dk any pickup lines.

bet he didn't even know any pickup lines, but that's not the point. 

so, being the mastermind he is, nishinoya told kageyama a perverted pickup line.

being the clueless innocent baby he is, kageyama decides to recite the pickup line he received from noya to u outside ur class.

“hey y/n,”

“hmm?”

“do you like dragons?”

“eh? why the sudden question? i guess so?”

“cuz i can see me dragon my balls on ur face.”

processing...

.

what the fuck.

it was like god hit the pause button on earth, like literally everyone just paused for a literal second, turning their head towards kageyama, trying to figure out who tf was the brave soul who said that. 

while still in shock, kageyama just stood there confused, as he was suddenly placed in the centre of attention for no reason. o there's a reason honey, a very good one.

“why's everyone looking at me,”

with that one sentence, the world went back to normal as if someone had hit the play button all of the sudden, leaving u to deal with the weirdly awkward situation u found urself in. 

“ummm... tobio.. do u have any idea what u just said.”

“uhh yeah, a pickup line.” 

at that moment, when he said that, it hit u.

“what did they do.”

“huh, what are u talking about??”

*insert confused kags*

“nishinoya and tanaka told u to do something right?”

“r u a psychic???”

despite being amazed at ur ‘psychic powers’, he immediately explains the situation, causing u to face palm so much ur face may be concave.

there are times where u appreciate ur dumbass bf being a ignorant qt, but times like this makes u wish he was a tad bit smarter.. 

debating ur options, u decided to explain the meaning of the pickup line he just used on u in public.

once hearing and understanding the meaning of the pickup line he used on u, his face lit up like a matchstick, shining bright red, stuttering madly, struggling to get even a word out.

“oh, um, well, im sorry for saying smtg so indecent to u in public, um ill make it up to u somehow,”

understanding him was a struggle due to the severe stuttering he was suffering from, but u managed somehow.

“nahhh, its cool, i should go lecture nishinoya for corrupting my precious baby though~~”

“b-b-b-bABY!?!?”

“hehe, yes ur my baby <3″

tsukishima kei

ugh this salty ass mfcker

honestly can't imagine him being forced into using a pickup line on his s/o

cuz, despite hw much we try to deny it, he is one smart mfcker,,,

but i think he would be curious how his s/o will react, so he would do it on his own will anyways.

umm, so this is how the situation went down.

it was another boring day, and the 2nd year duo was having none of that and decided too ensue a game of truth and dare with the 1st years.

this was how the c h a o s started.

he was trying to leave the game discreetly before he had to sell his soul to the devil. 

unfortunately for him, lady luck was not on his side, as he was chosen to do the next dare. 

“but wait a fucking minute, when the fuck did this become a game of dare or dare, when tf did freedom of choice decide to fuck off like that?”

plot convenience

so he was forced into a dare. 

the moment of dread came when tanaka stood up shouting he had a brilliant idea. and it all went downhill from there.

so tanaka dared tsukki to use a pickup line on his s/o. and his first reaction was no. 

“o come on, u never do anything romantic, i bet u haven't even held hands, sometimes i wonder how y/n’s still with u.”

“says the person who has never dated.”

tanaka shut ups. 

so somehow, he managed to get himself out of the situation. 

later that night, he couldn't stop thinking about pickup lines. he almost spent the whole night thinking about ur reaction. cuz volleyball is just a club, am i right..

he decided to use a pickup line on u tmrw, just to see ur reaction, not like he wants to use one, lmao that's lame, haha. a fucking tsundere.

the next day, during lunch, he left yams with the 1st year duo to go find u.

when he saw u, he immediately calls u. 

“hey, where's yams, u didn't tell me u wanted to eat with me today,”

“nah, i just had something to tell u.”

at this moment, tsukishimas heart was beating faster than ushijimas spikes.

“you know if u think about it we never stop tasting our tongues.”

“hmm, now that u said it ye--”

“how bout i taste urs for a change.”

since it was so unexpected, u had no idea how to react. 

as u returned to reality, u notice a slight pink on his cheeks.

u were gonna come back with a snarky comment, since it was rare he was so vulnerable(?) 

but ur plans were ruined when he glanced at u making eye contact, to check ur reaction. 

ur face bursts into the brightest red, hes ever seen. 

seeing ur extremely delayed reaction, he lets out a laugh, but immediately recollects himself. 

“it was a dare from tanaka.”

you were still bright red, but u felt the blush on ur face reducing after hearing the reasoning behind the line. 

“oh, haha, i was wondering what's up”

u said slightly dejectedly. 

he felt like he was just punched in the gut by guilt. 

“i was also curious about ur reaction, and i am satisfied to say the least.”

he leans down to ur height to whisper in ur ear, before initiating the kiss. 

ur blush returns almost immediately as u returned the kiss.

since yall were in school, he separed from the kiss after a few seconds. this is a place for knowledge, y'all nasties.

“welp, bye loser,”

after the kiss, he immediately return to yamaguchi, leaving u alone with ur thoughts. trying to escape from embarrassment.

he may be equal to the condiment on ur kitchen cupboard, but he still tries to make u happy, so appreaciate him and his efforts <3

yamaguchi tadashi

a babie uwuwuwu

pickup line what's that? hehe omf he's so cute

so how this about to go down. 

so truth and dare bla bla bla... ive written this exact thing 3 times please excuse my behaviour.

since he was bored, yamaguchi forced tsukki to join in on the fun together, a decision he would regret. 

soon it became yamaguchi’s turn, and everyone turned quiet due to the lack of dares they had or yamaguchi.

that was until the one and only nishinoya stood up. 

“hEY, u have a s/o right, how about u use a cheesy pickup line on her!!” *eyebrow raise*

while processing what nishinoya just said, yamaguchi’s face morphed into one of dread and fear, as he turns his head to tsukishima for help.

“u dragged us into this mess, i aint helping u.”

and there goes his only help, well it was his fault in the first place dragging him and his best friend into this mess. tsukishima u tsundere.

yamaguchi was on the verge of tears, thinking of excuses and ways he could get out of the god forbidden situation he brought upon himself. 

but the only thing he could think of was the worst case scenario, which was u breaking up with him.

looking at his senpais, he slowly faces the fact that there's no escape and accepts his fate. 

if this is the cause of the end of ur relationship together, it just means the gods don't want y'all together.

“idk any pickup lines....” 

this was his last attempt of escaping as he bids ur relationship farewell, already aware it was not gonna work. 

“thiS IS WHERE I COME IN, don't worry yamaguchi i am the encyclopaedia of pickup lines.”

ofc his senpais would know the cheesiest lines on the surface of this earth. despite insisting the earth is flat.

and so the dreadful event began. 

after school ended, otw to his club, he met up with u. with his senpais trailing behind stalking y'all, to see ur reaction.

“ugh out of all the pickup lines, they had to make me use the most overused one... im gonna cry,,, y/n i hope u don't leave me after this.”

well here goes nothing...

“hey y/n,,” extreme stutters that im too lazy to type out.

“hmm?”

“k-k-kiss me if im wrong,,, b-but dinosaurs still exist right?”

before he could even cringe at himself, u gave him a peck on his lips while smirking afterwards. 

yamaguchi proceeds to poof into redness after processing what had just happen, as u laugh maniacally in the background.

“u could've just asked for one, and tsukishima already told me everything so u don't need to explain,"

yamaguchi did not have the brain power to comprehend the situation at hand, as he was still affected from the kiss from earlier.

“i can't believe u think i would breakup with u because of something so trivial.. im kinda upset..”

finally coming back to reality, yamaguchi finally realises the situation he's in. 

“o-oh, i didn't mean to make it seem like i didn't believe in our relationship, its just that w--”

he gets cut off by u kissing him again.

when u separate, u began to laugh again. 

“hAHAHHA, ikik, i was just joking around, don't worry ill love u no matter what, now off u go to ur club ill see u tmrw.”

not knowing what to do or how to react, yamaguchi felt the need to do smtg before u left. 

“i love u, ill call u later tonight!”

[lostinthewoods-kristoff]

Kristoff Eindride Bjorgman Character Sheet

Birthday — December 31, 1990 Zodiac Sign — Sagittarius MBTI — ISTJ Enneagram — 9 Temperament — Phlegmatic Hogwarts House — Hufflepuff Moral Alignment — Neutral Good Primary Vice — Envy Primary Virtue — Diligence Element — Earth

Overview:

Mother — Anna Bjorgman (née Olsen) Father — Ole Bjorgman Mother’s Occupation — translator, with knowledge of Sàmi, Swedish, Danish and English Father’s Occupation — Park ranger at Hardangervidda National Park Family Finances — comfortable bit not particularly wealthy Birth Order — oldest Brothers - none Sisters — Freya, 12 years younger, and Agnetha, 14 years younger Other Close Family — The Stone trolls! Best Friend — He doesn’t have one :( Other Friends — The Stone trolls! Enemies — All humans Pets — None, but growing up he had a dog called Kipper and the trolls kept bringing him little baby badgers and deer and things and he just kept calling all of them kipper Home Life During Childhood — serene honestly like he grew up in a valley between two mountains, he spent all of his time outdoors playing, he got to spend a lot of time out in nature Town or City Name(s) — he was born in Oslo, but they moved to Odda for his dather’s work when he was very little Any Sports or Clubs — He played ice hockey and his mam was teaching him to play the guitar Favorite Toy or Game — Schooling — he never went to school! He was too little when he went missing Nationality — Norwegian Culture — uhhh Stone Troll? Religion and beliefs — None

Physical Appearance:

Face Claim —  Boyd Holbrook Complexion — paler 👏🏻 than 👏🏻 pale 👏🏻 Hair Colour — himbo blonde Eye Colour — listen Boyd’s eyes are blue but kristoff’s brown eyes are so important to me so we aren’t talking about it Height — 6’2 Common Hairstyle — sort of long-ish like longer enough to get into his face and v floppy he only discovered scissors like a decade ago Clothing Style — comfy and warm in the winter, comfy and cool in the summer. Fairly basic boring clothes to be honest Mannerisms — mumbles to himself a lot! has a habit of whistling songs the tolls taught him. Yikes face constantly.

Health:

Overall (do they get sick easily)? — he’s probably had a few colds and sniffles since coming to swynlake tbf Physical Ailments — none Allergies —  None Grooming Habits — oh you wanna talk grooming habits with a man who is essentially a yeti? Honestly even tho he probably really enjoys a hot shower after years of bathing in a freezing cold river all that water probably still feels super wasteful so he’s deffo an every few days kinda guy, and yes he is also a seven-in-one conditioner-shampoo-shower gel-lotion-toner-toothpaste-hair removal cream kinda guy why have lots of bottles when you can have one (1) Sleeping Habits — a surprisingly heavy sleeper for someone who lived in the open, but then maybe that’s because he had the trolls to protect him (and also they wouldn’t shut. up.) Eating Habits — eating CONSTANTLY the best thing and one of the only good things about living in town is FOOD what the hell is a cronut and why isn’t there one in his hand right now but honestly lots of fruit and veggies surprisingly healthy Exercise Habits —  he treks in the woods like for a living I guess that’s it Body Temperature — warm always big tall radiator Sociability — he’s trying but it’s early days 3/10 Addictions — none Drug Use — what is a drug Alcohol Use — I figure he once found like a bottle of whiskey or smth in a backpack im the woods one day when he was like 11, took a sip and was like ew and that’s been it ever since

Your Character’s Character:

Bad Habits — being moody af, constantly distrustful, and also nail chewing, and whistling too that’s annoying Good Habits — thoughtful!! Fixes things without being asked, helps old ladies cross the street Worst Memory — probably getting dragged out of the woods by the rescue team when he was 16; the trolls were his family by then and had been for longer than he’d known his birth family so he would’ve been traumatised by getting pulled away from them like that Best Memory — I think probably a more bittersweet memory, one he looks on as being positive is the trolls finding him when he’d gotten lost Proud of — himself, for making it this far Embarrassed by — everything and nothing he’s a complex dude Driving Style — awfully good. Not like *posh British accent* “awfully good” like “he’s simultaneously good at this and going to get us all killed”. He was taught by a farmer one summer so whilst he can’t legally drive, he can actually drive pretty well, but he goes very fast and he doesn’t believe in checking mirrors Strong Points — independent but deeply caring about the people he loves, very resourceful Temperament — he can be quite moody at first but he’s very Soft once you get to know him Weakness — again he can be quite moody and he also pushes people away a lot he isolates himself even if he doesnt necessarily want to be isolated!! Fears — being completely on his own Phobias — enclosed spaces Secrets — i guess he doesn’t have any?? He was like Big News at one point so I guess people know his business Regrets — I honestly don’t know? Like maybe sometimes he regrets not being around for his younger sisters but honestly he does Not regret leaving his family sooo Feels Vulnerable When — he’s not in the forest/with the trolls Pet Peeves — People talking loudly in public places/generally being rude in public places Short Term Goals and Hopes — get a job, make sure he can hold a roof over his head Long Term Goals and Hopes — manage to live in town and be less of a strange in between yeti mam Sexuality — he doesn’t know yet!! He’s never really bwen part of society he doesn’t really know what sexuality is!! He’s had a few Experienxes in the past (he has had his first kiss and that is It) but he needs to learn! Day or Night Person — day Introvert or Extrovert — introvert king Optimist or Pessimist — pessimist tbh

Likes and Styles:

Music — he likes cheesy old 80s songs he remembers them from when he was little and he’s been rediscovering it now, loves it Books — he’s a pretty slow reader so he doesn’t really have any favourite books. But he has a lot of favourite stories that the trolls told him! Magazines — again he’s a real slow reader but he loves those magazines you get from the supermarket that are like,, free and have loads of recipes and shit in Foods — all the foods. All the big ones. Loves ‘em. Will put literally anything in a sandwich because society has not taught him what is and is not acceptable to slap between two slices of bread Drinks — he complains that tap water in town tastes wrong but he’s taking a real liking to coffee, love that shit Animals — all of them!!!!! They’re better than people!!! Color — green and/or blue Jewellery — he doesn’t actually have any jewellery but he does have lots of really cool pebbles that his stone troll fam gave him

Where and How Does Your Character Live Now:

Home — he lives in benbow now in one of the ground floor apartments and he’s still getting used to it Household furnishings — minimalist af the only furniture he has is what was in the place when he got it so it isn’t much but there’s lots of decoration!! Lots of trinkets!! Favorite Possession — the aforementioned rock collection Relationship with Family — he’s still very close with the trolls, even though he’s living in town now. He misses them a lot!! As for his biological family he doesn’t ever rlly think about his parents but he does think about his sisters every so often he wishes he knew what was going on with them Car — be doesn’t have one but he would like one! Career — is there a word for someone who goes and gets things from the forest for a Price Dream Career — I think he’d like to do smth in nature he honestly isn’t too sure Dream Life — honestly I don’t know, and I don’t think he knows either!! Love Life — nonexistent lmfaoooo Talents or Skills — survival skills? Puts Bear Grylls to shame. Singing voice of an angel.  Intelligence Level — honestly like he’s fairly smart just not Book Smart Finances — get this man a full time job STAT

[1112lw]

Every question!!

SDFFSDFG DAM OK SIS

LONG POST AHEAD IF U LITERALLY WANNA KNOW ME PERSONALLY JUST READ THIS LMFAO

1: Name: Arche/Jupiter, my close friends know my real name so!

2: Age: High school has just been done so try to guess

3: Fears: Heights, oral presentations, the dark

4: 3 things I love: Drawing, men- concept art n stuff like that

5: 4 turns on: Oh here we go- uhh thighs, messy hair? when they give u The Look or when they. say things i will not talk about here HHGBDF n uhhh Arms 👀👀

6: 4 turns off: weird macho attitude, overly confident bullshit, being selfish and fuckboys in general

7: My best friend: not sure what this means but my bff is named Daphnée n i love her and ive known her my whole life so 

8: Sexual orientation: homosexuale

9: My best first date: :))))))) as if

10: How tall am I: sigh. I’m 5″4

11: What do I miss: sometimes i miss the feeling loved ig

12: What time were I born: 12:19

13: Favourite color: pink!

14: Do I have a crush

15: Favourite quote: My senior quote!! “if what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger, I’m telling you I’m immortal”

16: Favourite place: well? my room ig? I like my yard too

17: Favourite food: ugh ramen,,,korean dishes are TASTE as fuck but i also like classic ass spaghetti so like lol

18: Do I use sarcasm: does it look like i dont

19: What am I listening to right now: dr.phil LMFAO

20: First thing I notice in new person: Hair and eyes!! also how they laugh

21: Shoe size: Like. a 7-8 in women’s 6 in men’s 

22: Eye color: Hazel/Golden yes bitch let me be special

23: Hair color: it’s either dark brown or golden brown idk

24: Favourite style of clothing: bruv its either kpoppie fuckboy or uwu skirts pastels

25: Ever done a prank call?: no i have anxiety

26: Meaning behind my URL:

27: Favourite movie: rise of the guardians and HTTYD

28: Favourite song: Comeback Home (BTS cover)

29: Favourite band: looks in the camera i dont know nan molla huh

30: How I feel right now: I’m fine im hungry

31: Someone I love: shoutout to my babeys in my server ily

32: My current relationship status: Single(tm)

33: My relationship with my parents: theyre fine ig just a bit tired

34: Favourite holiday:

35: Tattoos and piercing I have: Ear piercings? that’s it

36: Tattoos and piercings I want:

37: The reason I joined Tumblr:

38: Do I and my last ex hate each other? I sure hope not?

39: Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts? A bit ig?

40: Have I ever kissed the last person you texted? Literally no

41: When did I last hold hands? Like last Friday

42: How long does it take me to get ready in the morning? 20 minutes

43: Have You shaved your legs in the past three days? no i havent shaved in like months

44: Where am I right now? in my room, in quebec, canada

45: If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me? bitch i sure hope my friends would

46: Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level? fuck my ears 

47: Do I live with my Mom and Dad? yeah

48: Am I excited for anything? yeah? yeah

49: Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to? ig? always

50: How often do I wear a fake smile? just at work tbh

51: When was the last time I hugged someone? not long ago i cant tell but my friends r cuddle monsters so 

52: What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me? i havent kissed anyone so 

53: Is there anyone I trust even though I should not? lemme think uhhh no not rlly im not dumb 

54: What is something I disliked about today? i woke up n i thought i had school lol

55: If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be? oh john cock i want to be ur best friend

56: What do I think about most? i daydream 24/7

57: What’s my strangest talent? uhhh i can put my thumb behind my hand?

58: Do I have any strange phobias? trypophobia, if thats “weird”

59: Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? depends on what the video is, mostly behind

60: What was the last lie I told? idk answering to my deadname

61: Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online? online

62: Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens? I slightly believe in ghosts? also aliens GOTTA exist so 

63: Do I believe in magic? i think!

64: Do I believe in luck? yeah

65: What’s the weather like right now? very pretty i filmed a video outside!!

66: What was the last book I’ve read? L’Étranger d’Albert Camus in french class

67: Do I like the smell of gasoline? yes my dad’s a mechanic

68: Do I have any nicknames? a lot a lot

69: What was the worst injury I’ve ever had? bitch @ my birth #neverforget 

70: Do I spend money or save it? i have 40$ in my name right now

71: Can I touch my nose with a tounge? no

72: Is there anything pink in 10 feet from me? yes highlighter

73: Favourite animal? cats or otters

74: What was I doing last night at 12 AM? FBISDFD NO WE DONT TALK ABOUT IT

75: What do I think is Satan’s last name idk he can have any last name he wants!!!

76: What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it? everytime i start hearing “waiting for you anpanman” or “i just wanna go home” 👀👀

77: How can you win my heart? aaahh. be a twink. b fashionable. b funny. cheesy. pls romance me like a npc in the sims 2

78: What would I want to be written on my tombstone? s(he) died smh

79: What is my favorite word? cunt is SUCH a satisfying word

80: My top 5 blogs on tumblr? oh great uh honestly cant be fucked 

81: If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say? please have brain. PLEASE

82: Do I have any relatives in jail? i sure hope the fuck not?

83: I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power? either invisibility or mind reading

84: What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on? ahaaa “what are your intrusive thoughts”

85: What is my current desktop picture? my lesbian sims getting married LMFAO

86: Had sex? no

87: Bought condoms? no

88: Gotten pregnant? NO

89: Failed a class? i think yeah maths last year

90: Kissed a boy? :(((

91: Kissed a girl? no

92: Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain? no

93: Had job? I have a job rn so 

94: Left the house without my wallet? yeah when i go to school

95: Bullied someone on the internet? define bullying?

96: Had sex in public? virgin squad

97: Played on a sports team? yeah

98: Smoked weed? no ew

99: Did drugs? no ew

100: Smoked cigarettes? NO EW

101: Drank alcohol? yep 

102: Am I a vegetarian/vegan? no i’d die

103: Been overweight? i’m twig

104: Been underweight? i think i was underweight when i was young? i was very Small

105: Been to a wedding? yes very long boring

106: Been on the computer for 5 hours straight? bruh. everyday

107: Watched TV for 5 hours straight? probably?

108: Been outside my home country? ONCE

109: Gotten my heart broken? TWICE !

110: Been to a professional sports game? yesss canadians game!!

111: Broken a bone? no

112: Cut myself? not technically 

113: Been to prom? SOON SOON SOON SOSOSNSBFSHDD

114: Been in airplane? once

115: Fly by helicopter? i am not rich bitch

116: What concerts have I been to? noneeee- WAIT NO MARIE MAI

117: Had a crush on someone of the same sex? not sex but for the purpose of pretending i have a penis yes plenty

118: Learned another language? yeah!! i learned english, i almost learned spanish and i’m trynna learn korean now

119: Wore make up? i try!! but i’m not super good

120: Lost my virginity before I was 18? not 18 yet but it’s goin that way

121: Had oral sex? as if 

122: Dyed my hair? i wishhh

123: Voted in a presidential election? I WISH THE ELECTIONS R ONE MONTH B4 MY BIRTHDAY 

124: Rode in an ambulance? nope

125: Had a surgery? yes at a week old 

126: Met someone famous? i think yes but i was super small

127: Stalked someone on a social network? define stalked?

128: Peed outside? yes

129: Been fishing? YES

130: Helped with charity? i think? we do volunteering so 

131: Been rejected by a crush? not directly

132: Broken a mirror? no 

133: What do I want for birthday? boyf......boy..boyff

134: How many kids do I want and what will be their names? oh man uhh maybe 2-3, i dont know their names yet honestly

135: Was I named after anyone? MY DAD NAMED ME AFTER A FUCKIN CLIENT HE MET. as for my actual name now I named myself after my fav video game character. lit

136: Do I like my handwriting? yeah!!

137: What was my favourite toy as a child? bitch hot wheels

138: Favourite Tv Show? hells kitchen,,,,judge judy,,,anythin like that

139: Where do I want to live when older? honestly i wish i could just live in japan or tokyo, or new york? but i will most likely end up in montreal 

140: Play any musical instrument? i used to play the clarinet last year!!

141: One of my scars, how did I get it? the one on my knee, i scratched my desk with my knee 

142: Favourite pizza toping? my dad makes AMAZING sea food pizzas,,,

143: Am I afraid of the dark? a lot

144: Am I afraid of heights? A LOT

145: Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad? idk prolly? im a bit of a goody two shoes or however u spell it

146: Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end: dont we all

147: What I’m really bad at: organizing my anxiety n shit i get overwhelmed

148: What my greatest achievments are: finishing high school 

149: The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me: honestly has to be that time someone dug up my vent post about being dysphoric to try to say i hated myself with some dumbass DySphorIa Is SelF HaTRed argument

150: What I’d do if I won in a lottery: pay my parents’ debt off, buy 284223$ of BT21 merch, pay my whole college/uni and transition

151: What do I like about myself: idk i like how i literally do not give a fuck anymore and ive learned to love myself instead of trynna care

152: My closest Tumblr friend: @peptobismol-official​ @ace-landofthesun​ @dorkalisious​ and ana but idk her @ anymore :((( ana pls

153: Something I fantasise about: we dont talk about that

154: Any thoughts on the paranormal?: lit. please stop crawling in my ceiling !

ok now that u know my whole biography. go doxx me ig. bye bye

[arcticmaggie]

The Art of Deception (pt 5)

Y/N and Harry set off on a mission to thank Kayla for bringing them together. Personal conversations, realizations of feelings, and the art of deception ensue.

(Masterlink in bio! Sorry! links mess up my appearance on tags)

Word Count: 3.9k

Warnings: rlly short smut in the beginning! that’s it

A/N: Guess who’s back! With yet another super late post! But, I have an excuse this time!! I didn’t have access to my computer for a good 2 weeks sooo. But I’m back and would appreciate feedback! Just one more part and I’m done I promise. Enjoy (or don’t enjoy, it’s up to you)!

-

Harry really doesn’t understand what took him so long to find a succubus in his life. Sure, him and Y/N got off to a bad start—his first instinct being to track her down and kill her simply because she kind of humiliated him in front of nobody. But you know what? Once he reprogrammed his brain from destroying her to, you know, destroying her, he’s realized she’s not that bad after all. Especially now that he’s waking up with a half-hard cock stuffed into the mouth of the loveliest creature he’s ever met. 

“Oh—fo’ fucks sake, love—“ he all but moans out as his eyes squint down at her tired figure lapping on the underside of his prick. His hand instinctively reaches down to her head and he’s encouraged by a sweet hum from Y/N to start combing his fingers through her hair, coaxing her through it. “Was m’cock not enough for yah last night, eh?” Harry mumbles out, now with a fully hardened dick that pulses every time Y/N flicks her tongue against the slit of his head. His tone is a bit teasing, but with slight endearment, because really—how can he be upset with waking up to this? Y/N pops off of him to reply with a pout formed on her lips, “just need to make you feel good. It pleases me to please you,” and goes back down on him, evoking another grumbly moan from the curly haired man. And Satan, he can’t really say no to this girl. He doesn’t even want to say no, of course, for the obvious reason. But she keeps eye contact with him while wrapping her lips around him and—call him crazy, but he thinks there’s this sort of silent spell being cast upon him to coat his entire body with pleasure and ease, making him relax against his pillow, close his eyes and give in. There’s a small thought floating around in the back of his mind about the questionable number of men Y/N has probably already done this to in the past, before literally taking their soul once they’re fucked out and too relaxed to oppose their own death. But this concerning thought is quickly dismissed once Y/N reaches a hand down and squeezes Harry’s balls softly. He leaves it at poor bastards, and thanks Satan himself for taking away his soul the minute he turned immortal. Sure, he might not have a beating heart or a heaven to return to once he’s gone, but he gets to be in bed with a creature who was born to fuck, and honestly, he really can’t complain. -

“Is the only cereal you have really Fruit Loops? Are you a 5 year old?”

“Heeey, Fruit Loops give me enough sugar to energize myself for the day. Don’t be rude.”

Harry snorts and grabs ahold of the box of cereal, pouring himself a bowl now that watching her eat made him hungry for some as well.

After Y/N finished him off, they went back to sleep for another hour or so before she woke up with the urge to pee, tiptoeing over to the kitchen afterwards to start her morning. Harry woke up about half an hour later with the widest smile of euphoria in the world and a growling stomach.

He usually serves himself some eggs and toast—you know, something high in protein and fiber to substitute his lack of blood supply (his feeder is off on vacation to the Netherlands, which is inconvenient for him but she promised to bring back some bitterballen so it’s compensated for). But seeing now that the only breakfast option in Y/N’s kitchen is a kids cereal, he’s gonna have to resort to his 20th century years when sugared cereal was all the rage.

“So,” Harry starts, once he’s poured himself his own cereal (much to Y/N’s disgruntled face as he helped himself to her kitchen without even asking), “what’s on the agenda today? Another helpless man you plan to rob?”

Y/N whines out, “heyyy,” once more and sticks a tongue out to him, which he laughs at and attempts to catch the end of it with his fingers before she retreats it back into her mouth.

“As a matter of fact,” replies Y/N, “I was planning on going downtown to buy Kayla some of her favorite desserts as a thank you for yesterday.”

Harry hums and takes a bite of his cereal before mumbling out, “shouldn’t you be thanking me and my dick as well?”

This time around, Y/N extends a hand out to smack the back of his head from across the small kitchen island, evoking a hiss from the curly bloke.

“Oi—was only joking.” Harry rubs the back of his head with a pouty face while Y/N snickers underneath her breath.

They eat in silence for the rest of the time they’re filling up their stomachs, both in their own world of thought.

Y/N, on one hand, is innocently thinking about what bakery downtown would have freshly baked lemon coconut cake without her having to manually call in and tell them to bake some for her.

But Harry, on the other hand, is mischievously thinking about how he’s going to approach asking Y/N out on a date.

Usually, all it takes for him is his sly signature smirk and girls are more than willing to offer up their ovaries to him. And he’s sure that although most of it is thanks to the fact that he’s a vampire, it also has to do with the fact that he’s undeniably attractive for this day in age and Y/N can’t possibly argue against that. Yet, from what he gathered from the liquor store, a few charming words and award-winning smile will not make Y/N fall to her knees like the rest of the bunch (although, technically, she has already been on her knees for him this morning).

So after he’s finished making a mental list of all the possible approaches of bringing up the romantic subject without sounding like a womanizer (which he totally is) but also without sounding like a complete sap (he will never catch himself being lovey-dovey and pathetic, no matter how lovely Y/N is), he gulps down the remaining milk in is bowl and slams it down on the counter, startling Y/N as he hops up from his seat and marches down the hallway in search of the bathroom to make himself presentable for the public.

Y/N is left confused and with two empty bowls to wash, which she is not happy about, but grumpily starts her way to the sink to wash her dishes. And she takes her time, because well, she doesn’t have class today so she has no reason to be out and about so early in the morning. She figured Fernando’s would have the lemon coconut cake ready and if not, they’ll whip up something fast. Since the last time she ordered, the awkward boy at the cashier put everything on the house (she wanted to refuse, she really did, but she also wanted to get her nails done so, beggars can’t be choosers).

She’s just finished drying her dishes when a scoff is heard from behind her, making her whip around and face a less than amused Harry standing at the kitchen entrance.

“Ahem? We don’t have time for you to go at a sloth’s pace!” Y/N furrows her eyebrows and opens her mouth to question him but he continues, “Go get changed already. It might rain again in the afternoon and since neither of us has an umbrella, we need to hurry downtown and seek shelter before the sky ruins the trip.”

Oh? Harry wants to go with her? She figured he’d finish his business in the bathroom and be on his way to the next girl he wanted to bag. Which, in a way, kind of hurt her to think about, but also, she can’t be one to talk considering that she doesn’t sleep with men because she wants to be with them, she sleeps with them to literally eat their soul. It’s odd for her to admit that she’s glad Harry doesn’t have one.

She shakes herself out of her deep thoughts and looks back at Harry who is now donning an expectant look at her. She flushes a bit and mutters a quick apology before scattering past him and into her room.

He always manages to make her go on a tangent without even realizing and it pesters Y/N. She blames it on him being a vampire. They are always up to no good. She can see it as she returns to him a few minutes later; he looks down at her with a strange gleam in his eyes and a small twitch of his mouth as he fights a smile. He’s up to something, she tells herself as he opens the front door and leads the way outside.

-

Y/N has seen enough vampire movies to know that they’re supposed to be moody and mysterious and only reply to questions with short ambiguous phrases that leave you lusting to know more.

Harry just happens to be an anomaly.

“And I mean, how can I not accept the preacher’s hot daughter as a sacrifice, yanno? Sure, it was kind of fucked up for me to play along to the whole I’m a vampire and I’m going to suck everybody in town’s blood if I’m not offered a virgin on a full moon, but in my defense, when I was handed the girl, all I did was bid them a nice day, took her to my home, fed her some of my to-die-for linguine and gave her about three orgas—oh, we arrived already?”

Harry, to Y/N’s relief, halts the story of his trip to Italy in the 19th century as she slows herself down to a stop in front of Fernando’s, extending her arm to stop him in his tracks as well.

“Yeah, well it’s only a 10 minute walk from my apartment,” Y/N replies, thanking her past self for picking such a close complex without knowing it would one day save her from getting her ear talked off.

“Well, anyways,” Harry begins once again, reaching out to open the entrance door, but Y/N extends her arm once again to pull him back a bit. He looks back at her with confusion.

“Um, Harry, how about,” Y/N softy starts, seeing how much Harry wanted to recount his life to her, “how about you put this story on hold for a bit? We’re going to be inside with other people and I don’t think they’d find it amusing if they overheard you talking about a virgin being offered in return for not murdering an entire village.”

It takes Harry a second to process her words and then processes his own as he realizes how bizarre he must of sounded to all those strangers walking past them these past few minutes as he recounted his golden era of being a vampire dick. He shuts his mouth and nods at her once in agreement and finally opens the door to lead her in, already trying to rack up another subject to discuss as they wait in line.

Y/N tries not to roll her eyes as he begins to talk about how a bloke named Niall is head over heels for Kayla and pretends to pay attention with random nodding of her head and hmm’s sprinkled in as a response to his short pauses.

She’s maneuvering her eyesight over the menu above the front desk to actually see if the cake she wanted was offered but also slips herself into a small train of thought in the process.

Harry is acting a bit different from that one minute encounter between the two at the liquor store (which seems like ages ago, to her). She figures it’s because of the fact that he was pathetically trying to hypnotize her into giving him the umbrella (she admits inwardly that it wasn’t pathetic, it was just cute). But also, with the night before, he was being a bit annoying with all the dominance he was trying to assert on her. And again, she figures that that’s simply because he’s a vampire and he’s used to having everything go his way.

But listening to him now, go on for so many minutes about his life and the attractive girl he had in his arms without seeming to be bragging about it, just simply relaying what has happened to him in the past, she can’t help but seeing that it’s all a front. This womanizer appeal that he sports seems to be fabricated. Or at least, it’s not who he truly is. Maybe he’s picked up this asshole personality along the way of his years of wandering the Earth, but it’s certainly not his true self. This is his true self, right now, blabbering on about his best friend like a 5 year old at show and tell. He’s sweet, whether he enjoys showing it or not, and Y/N likes it. She likes him.

He’s still talking about how he has started planning a date for Niall to ask Kayla out on since Niall can’t be romantic by himself for the life of him, when it’s finally Y/N’s turn to order her sweets. And he wants to go on talking while she orders but he sees her quirk her smile up delightfully and he feels his throat close up on him, forcing him to breathe in a harsh intake of air. She is so undeniably pretty, Harry thinks, and his face softens at her beauty as her lips move along to the words that are delicately coming out from them. It takes him a second to compose himself once he snaps out of this sudden and unexpected cooing over her, and he has to look down at the floor, clear his throat and run a hand through his hair before looking back over to her. But as his eyes shift up, he catches a glimpse of the teenage boy handling the cashier behind the desk and he has to take a double take.

He can practically see this boy start to drool over Y/N, his clammy hands struggling to input the order into the machine, with the most prominent blush engulfing his cheeks. He wants to laugh at the adolescent, wants to roll his eyes at this young man’s pathetic havoc of hormones. But when he finally turns to Y/N and sees her hand reach up to brush some hair behind her ear while giggling softly at the boy stuttering the amount due, he stops himself and widens his eyes.

Oh, he thinks to himself, she’s doing the thing.

Harry really didn’t consider beforehand that she would use hypnosis to get what she wants. Sure, he uses it almost every time he is confronted with a person who is in his way of getting what he wants. But Y/N just seemed too...pure for that. Which, really, who was he kidding? She’s just as demonic as he is.

But as she turns to him to hand Harry the receipt, she catches at how dumbfounded he is staring down at her, and she blushes with guilt like as if she has been caught stealing candy from a baby, and it’s confirmed to Harry that she’s too pure for this life.

“What was that?” Harry asks, resting a hand on her lower back as he pushes her towards a small table near the corner of the store. The question only evokes a warmer blush and a shrug from Y/N as she sits down.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she replies, keeping her eyes focused down on her fingers twiddling with each other on the table.

Harry’s lips stretch into a wide grin and lightly nudges her shoulder.

“You know exactly what I’m talking about!” he starts again, “You’re a conniving little shit, aren’t you?”

This seemed to spark a flame inside of Y/N because she quickly whips her head up to look at Harry with an appalled look. “Excuse you, you’re the one who tried to manipulate me into giving you the damn umbrella,” she bites back, but Harry is still grinning ear to ear.

He raises his hands in defeat and nods along, “Alright alright—So we’re both working for the devil.”

His act of backing down from the potential argument causes Y/N to calm down across from him, and she nods curtly to him before casting her eyes back down. Neither of them speak for the next minute, leaving Harry to panic and try to stir up another playful conversation. His eyes flick up to the counter and he sees the cashier boy argue with a confused and exasperated baker, a slip in his hand that Harry can barely make out to read lemon coconut cake. He’s about to comment on the scenario playing but Y/N seems to beat him to it.

“It’s not like--It’s not like I enjoy using my ability to get whatever I want,” she spills out timidly next to him, and he turns his head to see that she’s also looking at that direction with a slight frown on her face. “Like right now,” she continues, “I hate seeing the aftermath of me charming the boy to call out for another lemon cake after he explained to me that they took it off the menu a month ago. But I always give Kayla the lemon coconut flavored one when she helps me out like she did last night.”

Y/N pauses for a bit as she recounts the fact that Kayla’s form of helping her this time around was bringing Harry to her and her cheeks heat up. She continues.

“And I mean, sure, I can just try and find another place that might sell it around this vicinity. But I figure it won’t hurt anyone if I just twist my words a little and smile a bit prettier than I usually do. So I do it. I use the hypnosis strategy. But then--” she takes another pause, this time in order to compose herself because she can already feel her throat closing up and her eyes threatening to start forming more liquid than usual. Harry wants to reach over and take her hand into his as he watches her, his heart clenching (as much as he wants to ignore that).

“But then I end up actually hurting the person I use it on. There have been so many occasions where guys get in fights with others and unintentionally harm themselves just so I can have a milkshake, or a pencil, or a fucking cake. And I instantly regret what I do but I can’t reverse it, and it sucks, and I wish I could learn to stop harming these humans. But even restricting myself from having sex has almost killed me and I just can’t stop and I hate it.”

Harry is at a loss for words.

He never actually thought about the fact that Y/N was beaten up over her own natural essence. Especially considering since he absolutely basks in his own powers. Being immortal? He loves it! Getting people to do what he wants? He indulges in it! He never thinks about the repercussions of his actions in the eyes of the victims, only thinks about how everything goes in his favor. Yet here Y/N is, despising herself for slipping up every now and then.

He’s never really seen himself as a villain, as much as the media depicts his kind as such. But now that he sees Y/N with tears prickling at her eyes—staring at the boy who’s now back at the cashier register with a torn up pink slip and a sour but confused look on his face, probably wondering what got into him to yell at his co-worker—he realizes that he’s a dick. A straight up dick for preying on innocent people who have no choice but to obey what he says as they stare into his eyes. And he wants to stop, for Y/N.

So as Y/N shakes herself out of her own thoughts and sniffs softly, Harry realizes that the only way to get even close to wooing her over, is to be gentle. Be kind and generous and a gentleman, someone to keep her from remembering the fact that they were dark creatures and there was nothing they could do about it.

“They’re not going to bake the cake. We should go home,” Y/N finally says, lifting her head up to catch Harry’s gaze with defeated eyes. Harry wants to erase this emotion from her existence entirely.

But all he can do is offer a soft smile and ask, “How about we go to that bakery next to the movie theatre? The ladies there are the sweetest things to me and I’m sure they wouldn’t mind whipping up a new batch for a pretty girl like you.”

Y/N only responds with heated cheeks.

It makes Harry smile wider, standing up from his chair and offering a hand for her to get up as well.

“Let’s go then, don’t want to keep them waiting.”

Harry walks with her at her side across the room and hurries ahead a bit at the end to open the door for her, and Y/N mumbles out a thank you as she walks out into the open. But she thinks it goes unheard since as she turns around to look at him, he isn’t right behind her. In fact, he’s let go of the door and gone further inside.

Y/N’s eyebrows pull together in confusion and she shuffled close to the window to peer inside and see what he’s doing.

Neither she nor her heart is prepared to see Harry leaning against the front counter, taking the young employee’s right hand and clasping a 10 dollar bill into it with a firm shake of his own hand. Y/N’s eyes quickly flicker up to Harry’s face and she watches his lips form around the inaudible words for your trouble.

She stands there, in front of the window, speechless, and watches Harry finally pivot on his heels and walk over to the door, opening it carefree and stepping out into the chilly morning, eyes sweeping over the sidewalk until he catches her by his side. He grins up at her and offers the space between his arm and his waist for her to grab ahold of him as they begin their journey further downtown. But before she accepts his offer, she suddenly reaches up and plants her hands on his shoulders, raising her heels to lean up and press a firm and sweet kiss on his cheek.

Y/N leans back and her heart skips a beat as she notices the soft red tint creeping up Harry’s neck from the form of affection. She merely smiles brightly at him when he looks at her curiously and loops her arm around his, beginning the steps down the sidewalk with the words, “So, tell me more about your plan to set up my Kayla and your Niall.”

Y/N doubts the bakery they’re heading to will provide her the cake she needs and the next best thing does seem to be this elaborate plan Harry is scheming.

Nevertheless, she lets Harry lead the way to the shop, tucking herself closer to him as small gusts of wind blow against them, blaming the cold weather for her close proximity.

She’s given up on the dessert. But Harry doesn’t need to know that.

[astralgloss]

im a curious meanie so 1-134 muhahaha you get to relive the hell i just went through

etab i haTE U

1: Name

my name is marit lol but please just keep it mar

2: Age

i am 17 but i’ll b 18 in 2 months!!!!

3: 3 Fears

the dark, complete and utter loneliness, and clowns

4: 3 things I love

books, forest fruit tea, the sound of rain

5: 4 turns on

a nice smile that reaches the eyes, a nice smell, having a dog ngl, a soft touch

6: 4 turns off

extreme arrogance, insisting to pay for my meal if i want to pay bc its “what a man should do”, forcing lifestyles on me, not caring about my interests

7: My best friend

she does have tumblr but idk it but hey demi if u ever see this ur the bomb.com

8: Sexual orientation

im bi fam

9: My best first date

my bf and i went to amsterdam to go shopping and he followed me everywhere (even the bookshop even though he hates books) and idk i just love him it was a nice day

10: How tall am I

im 1,65m or 5′4″ but i can and will kick ur ass

11: What do I miss

nothing really??

12: What time was I born

ok so i asked my mom and she said i was born on a tuesday at exactly 12pm but i bet she’s lying

13: Favorite color

yellow!! im basic!!

14: Do I have a crush

well i sure hope so @ boyfriend

15: Favorite quote

to the stars who listen, and the dreams that are answered

16: Favorite place

my bf’s house tbh, specifically his bed

17: Favorite food

pizza, specifically the hot chicken one from ny pizza

18: Do I use sarcasm

nah fam (ofc i do im a little shit)

19: What am I listening to right now

god is a woman by ariana grande

20: First thing I notice in new person

how they look at other people when those people don’t notice it

21: Shoe size

38/39 idk the other size lol sorry 

22: Eye color

its blue but it changes with my mood (oh my god im so sorry im kidding please don’t hate me)

23: Hair color

im a blondie

24: Favorite style of clothing

sth casual but also a bit towards the punkish style, but i also rlly love looking tiny and soft and cute lol

25: Ever done a prank call?

ok so there’s this hotline for kids who have troubles with their parents and families but it was a shit hotline tbh so once i called it up with my friends pretending i was crying and the man on the phone asked me what was wrong so i told him that all my friends had fire type pokemon and i only had grass type pokemon and they kept beating me and i didnt know what to do and then man was so confused it was funny af

27: Meaning behind my URL

idk man i wanted a name that could b easy to remember and i was inspired by ridgeport tbh

28: Favorite movie

the perks of being a wallflower

29: Favorite song

Fav song atm is anything from p!atd's newest album and my fav song of all time is probably train of consequences by megadeth

30: Favorite band

megadeth lol

31: How I feel right now

pretty good but also annoyed bc i have to go to work in half an hour :(

32: Someone I love

my bf

33: My current relationship status

if u guys havent noticed by now im taken

34: My relationship with my parents

p ok

35: Favorite holiday

halloween/christmas

36: Tattoos and piercing i have

I have my ears pierced and thats it lol

37: Tattoos and piercing i want

i rlly want a few bookish related tattoos, like a tiny raven, a little lightning bolt, and the city of velaris and then i also rlly want a sleeve tbh but imma be a teacher and idk if i can :/ about piercings: i rlly want a helix or tragus and maybe get second holes in my hearlobes

38: The reason I joined Tumblr

ok so ive been on tumblr for about 5 years and initially it was bc i was Depressed™ and then about a year ago i found out about simblr and i was hooked

39: Do I and my last ex hate each other?

tbh i dont even talk to him anymore i dont rlly care about him in any way

40: Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts?

yes bih

41: Have I ever kissed the last person you texted?

hes my bf so yea lol

42: When did I last hold hands?

wednesday

43: How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?

about 45 minutes bc im lazy and i keep getting distracted

44: Have You shaved your legs in the past three days?

nope

45: Where am I right now?

in bed lol

46: If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me?

either my bf or my best friend

47: Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?

depends on where i am

48: Do I live with my Mom and Dad?

mom

49: Am I excited for anything?

tbh moving out but thats gonna take a few more years

50: Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to?

*insert bf here*

51: How often do I wear a fake smile?

every time im at work lol

52: When was the last time I hugged someone?

wednesday

53: What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me?

lol bye

54: Is there anyone I trust even though I should not?

nope

55: What is something I disliked about today?

the fact that i have to work a day shift instead of an evening shift

56: If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

my internet friends tbh it’d be cool to meet all the people from my bookish discord or from @booptherat​‘s discord

57: What do I think about most?

what book i should read next

58: What’s my strangest talent?

i can finish a book in about 4 hours

59: Do I have any strange phobias?

not rlly? i hate the whole asmr thing tho ew

60: Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?

behind lol

61: What was the last lie I told?

i dont remember tbh

62: Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?

neither lol

63: Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens?

look im not saying that believing that we’re the only living species in the entire universe is narcissistic, but it is. also dont fuck with ghosts

64: Do I believe in magic?

hell yes

65: Do I believe in luck?

hell yes

66: What’s the weather like right now?

idk probably cloudy and windy

67: What was the last book I’ve read?

fahrenheit 451 by ray bradbury 

68: Do I like the smell of gasoline?

nah not rlly

69: Do I have any nicknames?

i guess mar?

70: What was the worst injury I’ve ever had?

when i was 2 i fell from sth and slammed the corner of my eye onto the corner of a table and i couldve been blind but thank god im not

71: Do I spend money or save it?

both 

72: Can I touch my nose with a tongue?

yup

73: Is there anything pink in 10 feet from me?

post it notes

74: Favorite animal?

doggg

75: What was I doing last night at 12 AM?

reading lol

76: What do I think is Satan’s last name is?

idk man

77: What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?

i gotta feeling by the black eyed peas lol

78: How can you win my heart?

give me a samoyed and a 1000 books

79: What would I want to be written on my tombstone?

“a boss ass bitch”

80: What is my favorite word?

fuck?

81: My top 5 blogs on tumblr

@cubersims​ @imvikai​ @ridgeport​ @cowplant-pizza​ @bloomlet​ @tiptoptab​

82: If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say?

spend fiddies, pet kitties, hold tiddies

83: Do I have any relatives in jail?

not that i know of lol

84: I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power?

the power to choose whatever power i want at any moment

85: What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on?

“do you like working here?”

86: What is my current desktop picture?

its an august background from @emmastudies​

87: Had sex?

yes

88: Bought condoms?

no

89: Gotten pregnant?

no

90: Failed a class?

yes

91: Kissed a boy?

yup, i’ve been kissing my bf for about 2,5 years now lol

92: Kissed a girl?

yup, i’m living the bisexual dream lol

93: Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain?

yes

94: Had job?

yes, im working at a movie theater right now!!

95: Left the house without my wallet?

tbh all the time now that i can pay with my phone

96: Bullied someone on the internet?

yea i used to but that was when i was 12 and i’d like to say that i’ve grown a lot in the past 5 years

97: Had sex in public?

nope

98: Played on a sports team?

yes

99: Smoked weed?

nope, even though i live like 20 minutes away from amsterdam lol

100: Did drugs?

nope

101: Smoked cigarettes?

nope

102: Drank alcohol?

yupppp, i love me some raspberry cider

103: Am I a vegetarian/vegan?

nope

104: Been overweight?

nope

105: Been underweight?

nope

106: Been to a wedding?

yup

107: Been on the computer for 5 hours straight?

lol all the time tbh

108: Watched TV for 5 hours straight?

yup

109: Been outside my home country?

yup, however never outside of europe tho

110: Gotten my heart broken?

a few times

111: Been to a professional sports game?

yess, i saw the dutch female volleyball team once!

112: Broken a bone?

nope

113: Cut myself?

yes

114: Been to prom?

we dont do prom in the netherlands lol

115: Been in airplane?

yes

116: Fly by helicopter?

nope

117: What concerts have I been to?

k3 (only dutchies and belgians remember this), one direction, megadeth, and ed sheeran

118: Had a crush on someone of the same sex?

yupp

119: Learned another language?

i mean im from the netherlands and im fluent in english thanks to myself

120: Wore make up?

yuppp

121: Lost my virginity before I was 18?

yes

122: Had oral sex?

lol yes

123: Dyed my hair?

nope

124: Voted in a presidential election?

not old enough to vote :(

125: Rode in an ambulance?

nope

126: Had a surgery?

nope

127: Met someone famous?

nope

128: Stalked someone on a social network?

nope

129: Peed outside?

a few times lol

130: Been fishing?

nope

131: Helped with charity?

yep

132: Been rejected by a crush?

a few times

133: Broken a mirror?

lol yes

134: What do I want for birthday?

some books, money, cake, more books, makeup

[vanteism]

bts as parents

namjoon •i imagine him with a little girl too! •from the moment that child is born he is gonna include her in his kim dailys •"babe she cant even sit up straight how is this gonna work” •"ill just hold her its fine love" •can’t always pick her up from school but he always drops her off!! •would be the parent to play embarrassing music as she leaves like that one sister AHAHA •love writing songs for her!!! nd you too!!! the whole fam gets a song!!! •is more that happy to help with homework but his kid doesn’t need it they’re a straight up genius •he really wants his kid to be successful and he’ll be 100% supportive 100% of the time! •overall gr8 parent his kid also has a strange fashion sense but it works

hoseok •EVERY CHILD HE HAS IS THE HUMAN EQUIVALENT OF SUNSHINE •idk how many kids he’d have. it’s either 1 or 20 •he’d always know how to cheer up his child(ren) •he tries really hard to encourage his kids! •"daddy look i drew something for you" •"awww is it a horse? a giraffe?“ •"no it’s you dad!” •"oH. keep doing what you’re doing it’s great!!!!!!!“ •whenever his kid wants to sleep with him and his s/o it is a definite yes! more cuddles for hoseok! •WHEN ITS WINTER •HE MAKES SURE HIS CHILDREN ARE WARM •THEY LOOK LIKE MARSHMALLOWS •overall happiest parent ever protect him pls

jimin •it’s either a girl or boy he strikes me as a one kid kinda dude •his child would be sO CUTE ND CHUBBY ND PURE •he loves being around them though he’s vvvv clueless when it comes to caring for them •always asks s/o for help bc he needs it •his kid would be a dancer/singer/some kind of artist •he’d love going to their recitals and concerts!!!! •he loves seeing his kid nd s/o together!!!! but not as much and he loves y'all!!!!!!!! •his kid would be around bangtan a lot bc he likes bringing his kid to practice!! •overall squishy dad that’s nervous AF but does really well!

taehyung •THIS IS THE ONE IVE BEEN WAITING FOR •2+ kids bc this man loves! kids! •he loves holding them and hugging them and being around them my heart •he always tell them "i love you”!! •is also embarrassing lolol •he loves having play dates with the other members kids bc he rlly loves kids •if he has a girl he’ll do her hair nd stuff!! •i can only imagine the number of pictures he’ll take of his children •ill give u a hint •ITS A LOT! •he can’t ever yell at his kids, even when they do something REAL BAD •he’ll constantly talk about how his kids did this nd that bc he loves talking about them! •i shall contain myself and stop here i could go on all day •overall the bESTEST :)

jungkook •the most nervous bc he’s the youngest but he’ll handle it well •when his kid (a lil boy) is born he would be shaking and anxious and when he gets to hold his kids he’ll probably explode •he’s read parenting books and asked the boys for advice but nothing’s prepared him for this moment! •he always googles stuff bc he don’t know what a cry means •he’d probably try to match with his kids •BABY TIMBS!! •he’s real competitive •"my kid could totally choke slam ur kid" •"jungkook they’re 2" •has his kids hold onto his finger in public so they don’t get lost! •he really adapted well and he’s doing great with his child!!! •overall golden parent 10/10

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[undeadpsycho13]

a cup of coffee to warm my icy heart

AHHHHHH GUYS LOOK IM SO SO SO SORRRRRRYYYYYY I SWEAR I HAD THIS FINISHED LAST FRIDAY I JUST FORGOT IM SORRRRYYYYY

i know this chapter is one week overdue, and i hope u guys can forgive me.  i swear i had it done ages ago, just forgot to post it. also, its more than twice the length of the first chapter, if that makes up for anything.

thank you to @puzzle-of-life-reason-for-death​ for the reminder, this chapter is for you!! :D

btw, some chinese swear words are involved, and the translations are at the bottom. if u dont like them, rlly sorry, i just thought it might be fun, cause you know, both baits and an speak chinese canon, and so do i, so why not?

tell me if u dont like it, i wont include them in the next chapter

otherwise, enjoy~~ ^_~

CHAPTER 2: JUST A TINY PART OF ME (FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU)

The second time was not so much of an accident, but oh well, not-accidents happen all the time, don’t they?

The annoying door ringing speaker thing once again announced Baitsakhan’s appearance at Endgame.  A very pissed Baitsakhan.  A very pissed Baitsakhan who had not had coffee in the last three days and was currently dying of lack of caffeine in his bloodstream.  Red Bull was a poor substitute; he needed freaking coffee.  The darker, the better.  The scene from last week flashed back in his face, and Baitsakhan cringed a little on the inside.  He was not willing to make a fool of himself again.

He had surprised both his sister and An by staying away from coffee for four days, and then couldn’t help but get some coffee from The Starbucks.  At least he had figured out the barista’s name.  Hilal Ibn Isa Al-Salt.  He was awful proud of his memory; who on earth had long-ass names like that?  For once, he was appreciative of his unique, surname-less name.

But the Al-Salt guy’s infuriating niceness had gotten the better of him, and he had once again scared Baitsakhan away with a honey-bee-pesticide-banning petition.  Who cares whether bees died?  Screw them.

The absence of a sufficient amount of caffeine, however, was not his only problem.  The Phone Guy (as baitsakhan had deemed him) had texted him back, albeit the dire-sounding warning, with a outrageous reply of, omg so sry got the wrong # D: rlly rlly sry :(.  And then, of all the emojis he could have typed, he chose the freaking <3.

Needless to say, Baitsakhan was pissed.  No one, no one the whole damn world, was allowed to send him a heart emoji (save Sarangerel and An’s incredibly sweet girlfriend Chiyoko, but that as different), and yet this complete stranger had taken it upon himself (or herself, he added as an afterthought) to send him one.  This was an outrage.  He would not dignify this text with an answer, he thought to himself.

So, naturally, he just had to go to that nice coffee shop to calm himself down.  Just had to.  And it had nothing to do with wanting to the hot barista.  Absolutely nothing.

Seating himself at the table closest to the window, he took out his phone, absent-mindedly scrolling through his playlist.  

An indefinite amount of time passes.  

And then, out of the blue, a hand suddenly tapped him shoulder, and, startled, he whipped around, teeth bared, hands out in front of him in an offensive position, ready to gouge the offenders eyeballs out ––

The cute barista (Maccabee, his mind supplied) is, apparently, said offender.

Great, there’s another person who thinks he’s a psychopathic weirdo (not that he isn’t, but still).

But instead of freaking out at his overreaction, the guy laughs.  Who even does that after a near-death experience? (Okay, maybe he’s exaggerating, but there’s no denying this guy was weird.)

“Chill dude, just here to take your order.”

Met with Baitsakhan’s blank look, the guy raises a perfectly arched eyebrow.

“Look, I love having you here, but if you don’t order something, like, right now, I’m going to have to kick you out, ’cause I just got this job and I really don’t want to lose it.  You know, you’ve been sitting here for like half an hour doing nothing.”

Holy hell, he’s been wasting thirty minutes doing nothing?!  Scrambling up (in a very dignified way, of course), he says, in a voice he hopes is impassive,

“Sure, I’ll have an espresso or something, like that thing you made last time.  If you don’t remember, I’ll just have the thing with the most caffeine.”

Maccabee (again, this is all his brain’s doing, there is no way Baitsakhan would consciously remember people’s names, even super hot guys) laughs at that, shaking his head.

“Of course I remember, who would be able to forget the order of the cutest guy we’ve had here since I started working?”

The blond is nice to enough not show any visible reaction to the way Baitsakhan’s face burns a deep red color at his comment, and instead smiles a bit lopsidedly and turns to go.  Suddenly he pauses, turns back to face the noirette, and before Baitsakhan can do anything the older teen quickly winks, so fast it was almost missed, and continues on towards the counter.

For the next five minutes, until Maccabee comes back with his drink, Baitsakhan just sits there, eyes wide, mouth gaping like a fish, shell-shocked.  Even then all he can do is close his mouth and nod his head politely.

A buzz from his phone catches his attention, finally rousing him from his stupor.  For a moment, he thinks that it’s the Phone Guy again, but when he see’s "Asian Hacker Lovebird”, he smiles to himself and swipes the screen sideways to reply.  Though he would never admit it, An crashing into his life nine years ago really made his life better a thousand-fold.  He remembered first arriving in North America, a bitter, parent-less seven year-old, small for his age but savage and aggressive, despite the language barrier.  Oh, he learned English in his due time, but back then, really all he could say were a few basic swear words that immediately earned him half a dozen enemies.  The one person he gravitated towards was a kid in the year above him, a Chinese boy who was all glares and rule-breaking and rebellious behaviour.  Looking at his slim frame and lanky form, people would be led to falsely believe that An was all bark and no bite.  

They couldn’t be more wrong.  

Professional in at least ten different types of martial arts and an expert at (illegal) poisons and (illegal) hacking, An was definitely a formidable opponent.  Baitsakhan’s type of guy.  They were the perfect pair, both cold and haughty at school and in public.  No one needed to know they played video games together well into the night and had weird movie marathons on a regular basis and smiled until their face’s hurt and laughed until they couldn’t breathe.

He was a good friend, cynical, with a dry sense of humor.

Right now, however, not so much.

asian hacker lovebird: where r u????

asian hacker lovebird: baits

asian hacker lovebird: answer me child

asian hacker lovebird: ANSWER ME CHILD

im-not-smol: Piss off.

asian hacker lovebird: THE CHILD IS HERE

im-not-smol: Don’t call me a child.

asian hacker lovebird: i repeat where r u

im-not-smol: A cafe.

asian hacker lovebird: specify

im-not-smol: Endgame Cafe.

asian hacker lovebird: U MEAN!!!

asian hacker lovebird: LIKE DA 1 W/ DA HOT BARISTA U RANT ABT 24/7??!!!!

asian hacker lovebird: OMG STAY RIGHT THERE DONT MOVE IMMA JOIN U

im-not-smol: Don’t you dare.

im-not-smol: 傻逼

asian hacker lovebird: oh no u did NOT just call me that

asian hacker lovebird: now i need 2 come 2 beat u up

asian hacker lovebird: it is a MUST

asian hacker lovebird: see ya in 2 min

im-not-smol: 王八蛋

asian hacker lovebird: SHUT UP JUST SHUT UP IMMA COME OVER RN 2 BEAT UP UR STUPID ASS

im-not-smol: You can try. ;)

asian hacker lovebird: challenge accepted ur goin DOWN boi

im-not-smol: We’ll see about that.

asian hacker lovebird: ur “impecable grammar” rlly pisses me off

asian hacker lovebird: *imppecable

asian hacker lovebird: ugh

asian hacker lovebird: smthn watevr i kant spel

im-not-smol: It’s not my fault you turned autocorrect off.

asian hacker lovebird: when will u eva learn 2 txt like a normal person???

asian hacker lovebird: 好落后

asian hacker lovebird: just sayin

im-not-smol: Shut up.

asian hacker lovebird: look up

Baitsakhan raised his head, only to be met with the sight of a very distorted face right next to his head.  And of course he didn’t scream Jesus Christ and shriek like a little girl, what are you talking about?

The weird twisted face outside morphed into a wicked grin and the doorbell rang once again as another customer entered, tears of mirth still apparent in his eyes.  This new comer looked quite out of the ordinary, tall and dressed in nothing but black and silver, a face that was all harsh angles and sharp corners and pale skin.  A contrasting red teardrop tattoo stood out, leaking out of his right eye, and his strange hair style earned him quite a few looks from the other customers.

“You’re so stupid.”

“Shut up, you will speak of this to no one, understand?”

Most people would quake with fear at the aggressive tone, but An just rolls his eyes,

“Normal people don’t speak like ancient three-hundred year-old vampires, Baits.”

He drops down on the chair opposing Baitsakhan’s, leaning back and crossing his legs, stretching them out in front of him, a picture of complete ease.

“So, where’s the hot shot?” An says in a mock-whisper tone.  Baitsakhan glares at him before subtly motioning towards the counter, where Maccabee is leaning against it, his phone one hand and a cup of coffee in the other.  For a moment, An just stares, a small smirk on his face (not that the smirk ever disappears), whistling appreciatively.  And then, out of the blue, he shouts, so loud that he attracts probably the attention of everyone else in the mile radius,

“Hey there, aren’t employees not supposed to serve themselves?”

Startled, Maccabee looks up.  He sees An’s triumphant expression and Baitsakhan’s kill-me-now-please-just-shoot-me-and-save-me-from-the-torture one, and kind of gathers what happened.  A lazy smile slips onto his face.  He walks over, leisurely, still holding the half-finished drink.

“You’re right.  But… ”  He pauses for effect, and in that short amount of time An actually gets around to rolling his eyes again.  The boy really gets a lot of practice.

“I’m off duty.  Ais over there took over for me.”

He gestures at a red-headed girl who has somehow managed to escape their notice until then.  For a moment, a strange look flits across Baitsakhan’s face, but as quickly as it got materialises, it disappears.

An shrugs.

“Oh.  Good for you.”  He says awkwardly.

There’s an uncomfortable silence, like the type when someone ought to say something but nobody does, before Baitsakhan finally interjects,

“Thanks for the coffee, but I think my friend and I should get going.” Here he pointedly glares at An, who stares innocently at the ceiling.  

“How much is it again?”

Maccabee shrugs,

“Don’t worry about it, as long as you come again, it’s on the house.”

He winks suggestively.

Baitsakhan, of course, agrees.  After all, who could say no to a free cup of coffee, right?  And obviously, obviously it had no correlation to the fact that he actually wanted to come back to ogle the baristas.  Duh, no.

When he first visited the coffee shop, Baitsakhan never imagined he would meet someone like this who flirted blatantly and paid for his drinks.  When he first exited the coffee shop, he never thought he would come back again.  When he came back the second time, he never thought that this place would impact his previously non-existent love life.

Only when they are outside the door, Baitsakhan for the second time, An the first, and An is laughing at his lovestruck (Baitsakhan would deny this) expression that Baitsakhan realises that maybe, maybe a tiny part of him has fallen in love with Maccabee.

(Just a tiny part.)

CHAPTER INDEX (for your convenience)

1 | 2

so. how’d you guys like it?

here are the translations:

傻逼 = dumbass/idiot

王八蛋 = its like f    er (sry, i rlly dont like swearing in english in writing, i feel like ppl will track me down and yell at me)

好落后 = so behind (as in trends, like in the context of not caught up on the latest trends)

hope that cleared things up a bit, if not feel free to send me a quick message, and i’ll explain to you in detail.

anyways, any suggestions for the next chapter?? (i really need to change the texting usernames, any suggestions for the individual characters?? eventually all of the players are gonna get involved one way or another in the texting conversations)