#also I love asks sm send me questions or requests whenever

[dreamaruu]

would u still love me if i was a bug 𝜗𝜚 ⊹ ࣪ ˖

[comesatimecomesashadow]

Hello !! Thanks sm for answering my question about which yugioh characters you write for ! :) Could I possibly request dating headcanons for Joey? The brainrot has been INSANE. ty!! :))

summerboy *ೃ༄

pairing *ೃ༄ joseph 'joey' wheeler / gn reader

cw *ೃ༄ joey's corny ass jokes /j

fic type *ೃ༄ headcanons

summary *ೃ༄ what it's like to date joey wheeler :).

note *ೃ༄ yeah of course ^^ !! sorry it took me so long to answer anon TwT, i hope you enjoy nonetheless !

masterlist *ೃ༄

ᡣ𐭩 . .  it’s kind of no surprise that joey’s a little bit of an idiot about ninety percent of the time, but he’s even more so when he’s in love. Now, if this isn’t a deal breaker for you, then he’s your guy! :) 

ᡣ𐭩 . . he requires a lot of patients simply because he can be a bit dense. But that doesn’t mean he’d be a bad boyfriend, he’s just a dummy with a big heart; it’s one of his most endearing qualities. He isn’t good with subtlety; If you were to send signals to him about literally anything, it’d go completely over his head until Tea or Yugi pointed it out to him — like i said, patience. 

ᡣ𐭩 . . now, just because joey isn’t the smoothest of guys, doesn’t mean he isn’t a sweetheart. If something’s bothering you and you’re being subtle about it, or hinting to it, he might not get it at first. But he’ll definitely catch onto it and ask you what’s wrong. He’s a great listener (most of the time) and if you ask him for help, he’s completely willing to help you out with whatever’s bothering you! 

ᡣ𐭩 . . if someone was bothering you, like a classmate or something, he wouldn’t hesitate to step in and defend you. Speaking about defending, this boy gets into a lot of stupid fights. It could be about anything but mostly it’s him just defending his friends against bullies. That being said, you’ll probably find yourself patching him up after fights while he sports a big dumb smile like he didn’t just get his shit rocked. 

“You know i’m not going to tell you to not get into fights, because you will regardless, but at least be a little more careful joey. Please.” you look at him with a stern stare as you wrap a blue band-aid around the cut on his cheek. 

“Yeah, yeah, i’ll try but I can’t guarantee anything.” he says smiling at you brightly, “Either way, I've got you to patch me up after, don’t I?” 

ᡣ𐭩 . . joey fits into all the love languages but i think he’d prefer expressing as well as receiving love through quality time and physical touch. We can’t deny the boy’s a little lonely, especially given his home situation, so spending quality time with his lover. 

ᡣ𐭩 . . whether it be unplanned adventures after school, like checking out a new arcade or listening to music with him at a park, he’s all for it. He’s the master of cliches and would definitely take you out to the movies or dinner dates at a fast food place. He’d share milkshakes and food with you, feeling a warmth in his chest when you smile at him. 

ᡣ𐭩 . . for physical touch, the guy’s a puddle if you hold hands with him or let him wrap his arm around you while he walks beside you. He’s a complete gentleman in the sense that he’s the type of boyfriend to pull the hem of your shirt to move you away from the side that’s close to the road on the sidewalk while the two of you carry on with conversation. 

ᡣ𐭩 . . he’s pretty touch starved so feel free to nap with him whenever the two of you are with the rest of the gang at yugi’s house. Just knowing that you trust him enough to fall asleep around him, with him, does things to his heart. 

ᡣ𐭩 . . aside from physical touch and quality time, he’s also a hugeeee fan of acts of service. If you offer to feed him when he’s unwell, he turns into mush and vows to keep you safe from all the dangers of the world (he’s delirious).

ᡣ𐭩 . . as for jealousy, he’s definitely one to get jealous pretty easily in the sense that he feels like he isn’t enough for you, that you deserve someone better (please tell him that he is enough :c). He’ll do everything in his power to treat you like the royalty you are and show you that he can be enough and that he is worth it.

ᡣ𐭩 . . all in all, he’s an 8.5 out of 10 boyfriend, he might be slower than most, but he’s got a huge heart and that’s all that matters. :) 

[rockstarslutt]

Hey! Let me know if I’m your first request<3.

I saw you write for megadeth, can you write something with Dave? Fluff at first then gentle sex after. I SUPPORT YOU AMYYY

Heyy! Tysm this is so cute also send those reqs ppl.

a/n: so basically dave is your best friend who later confesses with gentle sex. (Oral f receiving, unprotected p in v, praise, best friends to lovers)

I called dave over because it was our usual movie night. Little did i know things would change a bit...

We watched some shitty movie we ended up ignoring. It was more of a backround sound to our conversation about the most random things. The topics switched so quickly, I couldn't even feel the time passing. Our conversation about... Hairspray? Quickly got rudely interrupted by Dave looking at me with his pretty little hazel eyes.

"I forgot to ask you... Are you seeing someone..?" ,Dave asked. The question caught me off guard because i kinda was, and the question was also random.

"Well, i went on a few dates with this guy and he's pretty cute but i dont think its something serious" ,I answered sincerely.

Dave's face showed a bit of a frown but quickly composed himself. I couldn't tell what was going on inside of him. In that little brain of his. I wanted to know. I wanted to know what those little gazes filled with lust were, what the pink hue on his cheeks was whenever i was around him.

"Why are you so... pissy everytime i talk about a guy. You get so mad... why?" , I asked. I think i came off a little too harsh, but im sure he wouldn't mind it.

He looked me in the eyes with a need and lust I've never seen before. It was like a drug.

"Why? Why?! Because you're so fucking gorgeous. Youre hella pretty and smart and... and..."

It seemed like words weren't enough. He slammed his lips onto mine in a needy kiss. Our lips danced in unison as our bodies intertwined. The kiss was sloppy, reflecting on how much we needed eachother. His hand moved to unbutton my jeans as I silently whined in anticipation. It seemed like that whine pushed a button because he pulled apart and started unbuttoning his own pants. I watched him slowly discard his clothing items and tried taming the flutter in my now bare, wet cunt. He growled and leaned down in between my legs and started leaving a trail of wet kisses on my thighs. My sex glistened with need and dave took that as an invitation to burry his face in my pussy.

He ate me out like i was his last meal. I couldn't help but moan at the stimulation. I moaned his name multiple times before feeling that warm coil in my stomach that appeared when he lapped at my clit. Just before i came, he pulled apart, taking his boxers off and revealing his hard, red, leaking cock.

"You're mine, Y/n. I love you so much. My sweet girl. Mine."

He pushed in, filling me completely with his big cock. He started at a slow, patiend pace before hearing me moan out his name. He started moving faster and faster, the friction sending pleasure shivers down our spines. He grabbed my hips for support and thrusted into me. His thrusts became sloppy and fast as he grunted, his growls making me scream his name louder.

"Shit.. im gonna cum.." ,he said before cumming straight into me, sending me over the edge.

"Oh, ah... davie..." ,I moaned as i came too. I milked his dick until the last drop. He collapsed over me, nuzzling in my neck and he cuddled my body tightly.

"I love you sm. My sweet little girl. No more random date guy, ok?" He asked breathing fast.

"No way" I say back.

END♡♡

[bellysoupset]

OBSESSED IS AN UNDERSTATEMENT!!!!!! im so in love with jon and wen’s dynamic and how pure their friendship is. the details that you always include scratch my brain in the perfect way bc it’s like the moment i start wondering abt any little details like for example when jon was driving her home, i was like “huh i know wen is super out of it sommaybe jon’s denial might be convincing enough but i wonder if she’ll notice him getting worse even as she’s struggling herself” and not even a second later you’ve answered my ✨eager question✨ and its so amazing bc not many writers include as much detail as you do while keeping their stories SO entertaining and flowing so well. like,, this never happens whenever i read literally anything else- be it fanfics, other stories abt OCs, or novels. you have such a gigantic talent for writing in a way that is so realistic and raw but that also makes me blush and feel so immersed in the story that it’s almost as if i’m a little fly on the wall watching everything happen. reading your fics makes time go by so freaking fast ahhhhhh

THE LIL CONVO AT THE END SOBBBBB

(i typed that after reading part 1 but didnt send it lol heres the rest of the ✨incredibly passionate commentary/fangoirling✨)

GOD THIS IS SO GOOD SO PERFECT SO AMAZING SO MUCH BETTER THAN I EVEN EXPECTED (and thats saying A LOT given the wonderful fics you’ve written in response to my requests!!!!) i dont understand how your writitng and your stories just keep getting better and better and better !!!!!!

I LOVE THAT YOU WROTE PART TWO FROM LEO’S POV!!!!!!!! his thoughts and feelings throughout the whole thing had me screaming internally UGH THE WORRY!!!!!!! him panicking abt them both and juggling taking care of both of them and worrying abt wendy drowning as jon is actively throwing up and like almost choking,, baby did so good taking care of both of them omfg 😭 jon completely out of it and still asking abt her, leo just comforting and reassuring him GOODNESS and leo carrying wen back to bed? WHAT A WONDERFUL LIL’TREAT AHHHH!!!! i truly think ive reread this part like 12 times already and im not ashamed <3

AND LUKE HOLDING WENDY WHEN SHE WAKES UP IN PART 3????? and being so soft and the part where it goes “Lucas didn't move at all, continuing to hug her,” YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH THIS MEANS TO ME. i cant explain it but THANK YOU FOR SCRATCHING MY BRAIN SO INCREDIBLY WELL.

and just them all being there to take care of them sob sob sob. wen making me tear up with the “i dont think anyone would have noticed-“ BC WHY DID YOU MAKE ME THINK ABT THIS OMG AHHHHHH my sweet baby UGH 🥺 AND JON ASKING HER TO BE HIS MAID OF HONOR AT THE END AHHHHHHHHH I LOVE THEM I LOVE THIS IM OBSESSED WITH THEM THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THIS WAS WONDERFUL i hope you know im gonna come back to reading this REGULARLY !!!!!

YOU’RE THE BEST!!!!!!!!! KEEP SLAYINGGGGG

- 🦦

I was NOT going to answer this, bc it made me cry how happy you got with the fic and I feel like this ask is for MY EYES only, but I want it in my organizational tag so I can come back to it a million times whenever I feel like a trash writer.

I'm truly SO SO MOVED that you enjoyed it this much and that the fic lived up to your expectations, your ask was detailed and I switched up a couple things, so I'm very happy you enjoyed it nonetheless! (and I love detailed asks!!!!!)

I'm SOOOOO happy all the little details stuck with you, Luke hugging Wendy close when she wakes up, Leo's POV which was a gamble since he wasn't mentioned in the ask, Wendy's feelings sorta left out since she isolates herself thanks to doing so much all the time, all of it!

I'm pushing the Luke/Wendy agenda in this blog 😌 they're my type A babes and I like to think even though they're not besties material, there's SO MUCH in common, starting by both of them loving Vin so so much

Anyway, I digress. THANK YOU SM 🦦 FOR THE COMMENT, MY NIGHT IS MADE!!!

[no-m4gic]

Hi! I'm the anom who asked for the autistic reader and I loved your writing! So may I request the same THH characters but with a reader who's try to be the sunshine in their lives (example: help Chihiro to be himself), but is secretly depressed and hide It from them cause reader doesn't want to seem fragile?

Sorry If Is complex XD thx!

i have limited free time so i know im probably never gonna complete (another) request(s) today. also i discovered i have no idea how to write for hifumi and yasuhiro, so i'm gonna blacklist them and replace them with mukuro. felt like this request seemed like a good prompt for nagito and also i feel like i could replace ishimaru's one with komaeda's as an apology.

sorry if you wanted the girls too, i'll get on them as soon as i finish my work- i didn't have enough time to write for them. i'll write for ishimaru, too. sorry for missing a lot of characters!

p.s thanks guys for your support !! i appreciate it sm <33

that's a long title 😨

the tags are such a PAIN

~ mod sitaya

THH CHARACTERS W/ AN S/O WHO IS THEIR SUNSHINE BUT IS SECRETLY DEPRESSED

BYAKUYA TOGAMI

"damnit s/o, why didn't you tell me earlier? you know i wouldn't judge you."

money = happiness to him, so he wouldn't fully understand your pain. he'll still support you though, if you need anything he'll send one of his workers to get it for you.

i mean if you were gone, yeah, he'd definitely be upset, so whenever he couldn't understand, he'll just imagine how he'll be like if you died or something.

he'll hire a personal therapist for you, unless you want him to be your therapist... which trust me, he is not good at.

bro can't even comfort anyone without making them cry more.

since he can't comfort someone psychologically, he'll comfort them physically, though he'll only show displays of affection at home or when you guys are alone, n e v e r in public.

honestly at this point, he won't give a shit if you stain his rich people clothes with your tears, he can buy the same new clothes again.

he's not that desperate, but can you imagine byakuya singing his s/o a lullaby?

not really, but he'll tuck you into bed himself personally if you fall asleep while sobbing your eyes out.

if you don't, he'll ask if you wanna fly out of japan for awhile, on his rich people private jet.

it's the least he could do to repay you for helping him during his dark times.

MAKOTO NAEGI

"s/o. how could you hide this from me? did you think i was going to criticize you...?"

he wouldn't ask the million questions running through his head first, he'd hold you first.

you come before anything.

he'll hold you for as long as you'd like, letting you cry in his shoulder while he rubs your back and pats your head.

since you helped him show the others he isn't an 'omega male' and also chased everyone who bullied him away, he'll return the favor.

he'll tell the teacher that you weren't feeling well and needed some time to rest in your room.

also he'll bring you your homework so you don't have to get it yourself and do tons of paperwork at once after coming back.

you don't need a therapist, you have naegi tell them as your therapist.

he'll listen to you go on for the entire day, and if you need to break down, you can jump into his arms and break down, using his shirt as a handkerchief.

MONDO OOWADA

"damnit... who did this s/o?!"

honestly he might just break down too.

but then he'll tell himself he's gotta be a man, with balls in front of his s/o.

he'll put his coat around you and hug you, telling you that it's alright and you can let everything out.

you can take that in any way.

he feels really guilty whenever he has to leave you for training or a competition.

but he'll always come back with a gift and your favorite takeout.

if you ever wanna cuddle, go find him. he'll be more than happy to have a reason to hold you.

daily compliments whenever you two meet up.

CHIHIRO FUJISAKI

"s/o, it's okay. you're not hopeless, you're filled with hope, you still have so much more potential,"

he'll offer to accompany you to do some activities to keep your mind distracted and also to cheer you up.

something maybe like styling your hair and making it look ridiculous by putting tons of bright, glittery accessories on your hair.

he'd ask if sharing his own insecurities would help, maybe just so you know he has other countless insecurities than just him fearing showing the others he's a guy.

if making your hair look worse than junko's didn't cheer you up, chihiro would make up some stupid games like hop like a bunny into mondo's room or sing one of sayaka's songs outside makoto's room while he's showering.

speaking of sayaka's songs, he'll blast all her upbeat pop songs in the room and you two can dance your heart out.

LEON KUWATA

"i figured. now come here i'm gonna cuddle your sadness away!"

leon would definitely try to remain positive

the only good side would be that he could skip his daily weekday baseball training, since y'know he likes hates baseball.

but no, really, he'd have NO idea on how to comfort someone properly.

he'd ask what he could do to make you feel better.

as well as bring you out to get ice cream.

while you guys are out you may or may not encounter celestia's cat wandering around aimlessly... and bring it back to leon's room.

obviously you guys return her, maybe style her a little, watch leon get scratched by her and so on.

overall at least you recovered quickly and now everyone can see you smile again <3

BONUS ;; NAGITO KOMAEDA

NAGITO KOMAEDA

"oh s/o. you didn't have to hide it from me, hopeless trash like me don't have the right to judge hopeful people like you,"

well now it was his turn to have his clothes stained with tears.

countless outfits of yours have been stained with his tears, because whenever you'd return late (which was always) he'd think you left him or something, and the closest thing he has to you are your clothes.

he's clingy.

and he'll become clingier.

everywhere you go he'll follow you like a lost puppy.

lost puppy literally. he won't just follow you, he'll beg for your attention.

anyway... back to you, once you even mention you were upset he'd pull you into a tight hug.

imagine how long that tight hug would be with depressed.

verrrrrry verrry long.

he'd wish he didn't have to let go of you.

and he wouldn't. you'd have to literally wait for him to fall asleep just to work your way out his arms.

he'll shower you in compliments and bless you with encouragements.

if you wanted he could ask gundham for a cat or dog or something, or he'd blackmail gundham just to "borrow" the four dark devas of destruction for like 10 minutes before giving them back even though nagito would lie and say they'd forever be gone.

you want, he buy. literally, you just have to say "i want this" and you'll have it.

no more despair only hope.

IM SORRY ITS MISSING SO MANY CHARACTERS ANON 😭

[olivyh]

hihi im here to request :D also I love your artstyle !! its super cute may i request the first years with a friend who has a very horror movie scream (think scream queens or the regina george meltdown)

perhaps its the halloween night event and something happens ! you can come up with any scenario you like that comes with scaring the friend in question

FIRST YEARS WITH A FRIEND WHO HAS A HORROR MOVIE SCREAM

A/N: AHHH TYSM!! This was sm fun to write!! I just watched mean girls for the first time the other night, so I went with regina’s scream for most of them!!

Scenarios below!:

Ace:

Ace chuckles to himself, creeping around the corner of the old tombstone, gloved hands gripping the cold stone. It was nearly time for the Halloween festivities to end, with the rest of Heartslabyul working diligently to clean up the makeshift graveyard.

"What are you doing?" Deuce asks him, voice tinged with annoyance at the sight of the redhead not doing anything to clean up.

"Scaring the Prefect," He says matter of factly, watching the unsuspecting student chat happily with Riddle. Deuce huffs, shaking his head and walking over to where Trey called him. Ace takes a deep breath, crouching down and angling his veiled hat as to hide it further within the dark cemetery. 

"Ace?" They call out, a few feet from the stone. "Ace? I know you're here, Grim told me what you made him eat!" They shout out, nearly making Ace blow his cover from the laugh that bubbles up his throat. He knew cats couldn't eat chocolate... but Grim always says that he's not a cat, so Ace thought it would be fine. "He puked all over Ramshackle's carpet!"

That nearly makes the boy burst out in laughter, holding his breath and trying to steady his breathing as hesitant footsteps approach his hiding spot. 

"...Ace?" They call out once more, quietly, hesitantly. 

He sees their hand reach over the top of the tombstone and Ace grabs it in his own, jumping up from behind the stone only to be met with an ear-piercing screech that scares him out of his skin. 

"What the fuck?!" He shouts. 

-Genuinely shocked

-Like, for a second he thought that he had actually hurt his friend

-Once he discovers that they scream like that, it's game over for the poor prefect, and anyone who might be around them. 

-Jumpscaring them at lunch, hiding around the corners of Ramshackle, horror movie nights...

-It makes him lose his mind laughing, often doubling over at not only the Prefect's reaction, but the reactions of their peers around them

-He has gotten the both of them collared before because he happened to scare them during an Unbirthday party, which in turn scared the hedgehogs, which scared the flamingos, which then proceeded to fly around the tables and knock stuff over, the 'stuff' being Riddle sitting down in his chair (Cater got it on video)

-He is definitely sure to be more careful when he does it, though

-No matter how many times he hears it, their scream sends genuine shivers down his spine and he is often afraid that he takes it too far with his pranks

-He checks in with them afterwards, but in his own, weird way. 

-Like giving them an opportunity to scare him back- they don't actually scare him, he just says that they do

Deuce:

Deuce sighs, readjusting the bags from Sam's shop on his shoulder as he tries to balance the weight from his recent supply run. He is more often than not glad to help Trey out whenever he needs baking supplies, but he is a little annoyed at the rest of his dormmates adding on whatever they needed to get.

He has eggs and flour for Trey, but Cater needed a new phone charger (since he dropped the last one and it disappeared down the neverending steps that lay around Heartslabyul), Ace wanted some snacks...

Eventually he ended up with five bags of stuff, walking back to the dorm in the cold, in the dead of night. He shivers and tries to pull his arms further into his torso, unable to stop the cold from seeping through his blazer.

He grumbles and shakes his head, straightening out his back and stretching, placing the bags on the ground. He stretches his arms, rubbing some of the soreness from when the bags dug into his skin through his jacket. Deuce takes a breath, watching it fog in the air in front of him. The chill had allowed a thin layer of fog to cover the ground, making it so that he couldn't see much of the forest ahead of him. 

"Great seven..." He mumbles, picking up the bags as a pang of fear runs up his spine at the unease the dark and the fog bring. 

"-rim. Sam's shop is definitely not open right now," Deuce perks up at the familiar voice he hears from within the woods, muffled by the air. He grins and runs ahead, hoping to meet the Prefect to get his mind off the long walk he has ahead of him to get back to Heartslabyul. 

"Prefect!" He exclaims, making them shriek. 

"I'm sorry!" He shouts, lightly grabbing them to calm them down, despite the ringing in his ears. 

-Apologizes, apologizes, apologizes, is a little concerned for his friend's vocal cords, apologizes

-He doesn't mean to scare the Prefect, he only enjoys messing with Ace and Epel. He finds it unfair to pick on his magicless friend, especially with everything they've gone through

-He does scare them unintentionally, though

-He doesn't know how quiet he can be sometimes so he sneaks up on them without meaning to :(

-When he first scares them, he ends up getting scared himself because he thinks that he hurt them, or that he reminded them of the numerous overblots they've had to face.

-Especially if they tend to scream for a long time with the same intensity

-When he learns that that's just how they scream, he calms down a bit, but he does try his best to not frighten them. 

-He doesn't like screaming very much, especially when it's his friend! He goes into defense mode when he hears someone else scaring them like that

-Nobody's allowed to scare them with him around after that (except Ace and Epel, and occasionally Trey)

Jack

Jack sighs, looking back down at his phone screen, and at the text that was sent by Ace. The redhead had asked him to drop by Ramshackle to pick up some clothes he'd left from the last sleepover. When asked why he couldn't get them himself, Ace simply said that he had gotten collared by the dorm leader for something stupid he'd done earlier that morning. 

Of course, it's not like Jack was unused to being up that early in the morning, he was used to getting up at five in the morning to go for jogs or to help his father grab wood for the day for their cabin in Northern Pyroxene. He wasn't, however, used to walking into someone's house uninvited. 

He knocks on the door, breath fogging up from the morning air. It was still dark enough out that Ramshackle's lanterns were still lit, even the ghosts of the dorm snoozing away happily. 

"Prefect?" He calls out, deep voice breaking the peace of the early morning. "It's Jack."

His unease worsens when he doesn't get a response, opting to just walk in and grab Ace's clothes himself. He walks around the common area, the kitchen, he even checks the bottom floor's bathroom. Sighing, the beastman decides to ask the Prefect themselves, wondering if they were already awake doing stuff for their headmaster. 

"Prefect?" Jack asks, knocking on the door, which creaks open slightly. "I'm sorry for being here so earl-"

Apparently the sight of a six foot (and then some) beastman in the dark,  yellow eyes glowing as his huge figure hulks in the doorframe, is not a friendly sight to wake up to.

A shriek makes Jack's ears flatten against his head as head throbs and he winces, staggering back at the sound. 

"It's me!" He tries to calm them down, but their scream continues just as loudly. Jack realizes that they probably hadn't heard him. He covers his ears with his hands. "Prefect! It's Jack! Stop that, please!"

-Hates it

-Hates all of it

-It's like Sebek's constant yelling, but worse

-The pitch of it sounds like a dog whistle to him, and with how long they can drag it on he wonders how they still have enough air in their lungs

-It makes his ears ring for hours and he gets all grumpy afterwards :(

-Once they explain that they just scream like that, Jack takes special precautions to avoid hearing it at all

-No horror movie nights, keep them away from Ruggie- who, despite being a beastman himself with advanced hearing, scares them because of it-

-He even goes as far as to put his hand over their mouth when he hears the sharp inhale before the screech

-Please, for his sake, give him some sort of warning if you plan on scaring the Prefect any time soon :(

-Also is one to try to calm them down, except he does it from a distance, as the screaming gets to him

_Will just kinda,,, pick them up and remove them from the situation

Epel

Epel cackles as he runs behind a tree upon hearing from Vil that the Prefect was supposed to come over, finding this a golden opportunity to take revenge.

What is the revenge for?

Well, during their last first-year sleepover, the Prefect had decided to hide out in one of the closets of Ramshackle, reaching out and grabbing Epel while he was searching for the blanket he always used when he would sleep over. He screamed so loud the other students came rushing into the room to see a red faced, swearing Epel and the Prefect in near tears at the girlish shriek he let out upon feeling their cold hands on his arm...

He was made fun of by the rest of his friends for the rest of the week. 

So now, he decided, was the perfect time to scare them back. Fight fire with fire, no?

Epel peeks out from behind the bark, watching them wander through Pomefiore's courtyard on their phone, the stone path leading up to the front gate passing by the tree he was hiding under. 

"Prefect~" He calls out in an overly singsong voice. He watches them visibly tense as they look around them, clutching their backback closer to their chest as a shield. They call out and shake their head, briskly walking past the tree. He crouches and wraps his hand around their ankle, making them let out a screech that makes him jump up and shout himself. 

He hears something fall from the tree and land to the ground with a thud and a grunt. Both Epel and the Prefect pause, looking over and letting out dual screams when they see Rook grinning up at them, a trail of blood leaking from a wound on his forehead.

-As stated, he also has a horror movie-ish scream, so they're in the same boat

-He LOVES scaring them just to hear it, even more than Ace does

-He especially enjoys it when he does it around Vil or Rook when they're doing their makeup (not enjoying the glare that Vil shoots him with glittery lipstick smeared across his cheek)

-He doesn't enjoy how much it shakes him up to hear it, though

-He's another one who thinks that he accidentally hurt them when he scares them sometimes, often correcting himself to not be so rough on them

-Puts more effort to scare them, through, picking the scariest movies during their movie nights, making them a little bit more aware of when Rook is creeping around the corner, knocking stuff over and opening doors with his magic only to act confused when they ask him

-If he scares them really badly, like, to the point where they scream so long/loudly that their vocal cords start to hurt, he will make them tea or something to help them as an apology

Sebek:

The half fae walks through the halls of Diasomnia, eyes drooping slightly at the lack of rest he had been getting during the hunt for Malleus. Silver had already long passed out in the common room, pushing back his condition for as long as his body would allow him. Sebek grumbles about how he couldn't give up until Malleus was found, even with Lilia's reassurances that he would pop up at some point or another. 

He peeks outside, deciding to take one more loop around Diasomnia's grounds before calling it a night and heading to bed. Due to being able to see in the dark, one of the things he inherited from his mother, he doesn't use the lights, knowing all too well that if Malleus saw a lamp heading his way that he would disappear again. 

Sebek continues to walk around the dorm, pausing to place a blanket over Silver, who is still out cold in the common room, but shivering under the cold temperatures that fae are most used to. 

"So fragile," the boy scoffs, looking down at his friend (they are FRIENDS I do not care that they're annoyed by each other in canon they are BESTIES). Shaking his head, he decides that Silver's father can carry him up to his room, despite how embarrassing Sebek thinks it is to fall asleep in public so easily... especially around your mentors and peers.

He walks down the hallway once more, footsteps muffled by the deep green carpet. Sebek huffs as he hears muffled voices and a laugh, followed by a door shutting. He peeks around the corner, running into his Young Master and his friend, the latter letting out a scream, which scares the lime haired boy so badly that he lets out a scream just as loud of his own, both of them shrieking until Malleus is forced to cover both their mouths with his hands as to not wake the rest of the dorm.

"Welcome home~" Lilia drops down from the ceiling, pink eyes glowing and scaring the younger two so badly that their screams burst past Malleus' hand and echo through the hallway, waking the rest of the dorm...

-Is not one to scream when he's scared, surprisingly, but he's like a cluster-screamer. When one person screams, he does it too

-And we all know that he is not a quiet person...

-He does find their screams comical to some degree, not that he would admit it. His ears are very used to hearing his own voice, as well as his family's voices, which are just as loud, if not more

-He won't go out of his way to scare the Prefect, but if he does manage to do it somehow, he will hold it over their head and brag about how easily they're startled

-It's easy enough to scare him back, just scream and he'll copy

-He also will not comfort them as much as the other four, instead teaching them other things to do when they get scared so they don't end up hurt if they were in a genuinely scary situation

-Running, hiding... anything is better than staring at the threat and screaming!

-Though, Sebek does have to admit that their voice could be a weapon of their own

[desiredcaramellatte]

Could I possibly get some HCs for Snake Fruit and/or Earl Grey with a gullible, naive reader who doesn’t know much about the outside world?

My little babies habduwbdj I love these two sm. Especially Snake Fruit, they just randomly appear in my mind sometimes and I'm like ah yes, snemk

An update on this blog as well- I have one week of school left, which I’m literally not doing anything in any of my classes at this point, so expect me to start posting more regularly! Feel free to send in some requests, I’m a little low on them at the moment and don’t have much to write for!

anyways here you goo!!

Snake Fruit x naive reader

Read either way

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Snake Fruit finds it hard to see how truly gullible you are. You always fall into their tricks and schemes and never even seems to notice afterwards, or even mind. It was pretty endearing, if a little easy for them to manipulate you.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ They know a lot about snakes- a lot. Being close to a serpent themselves, they have spent a lot of free time caring for their serpent servants, and thus know practically everything there is. It was more than thrilled to explain to you how to take care of a snake when you approached it one day and started asking questions about the small legless creatures you hadn't seen many times.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ They are often kept busy by being the personal servant of a dragon, but they do give you plenty of attention. They teach you a lot of what they know- which, to be honest, isn't really that much, with them being so stuck away in the Ivory Dragon's palace most of the time... but they have been outside quite a bit for missions and on their free time.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ And if they don't know how to answer a question you ask, they'll just make something plausible up on the spot! It doesn't want to look dumb in front of you.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ They do not mind if you stay inside of Longan's palace all day- as long as you don't go anywhere stupid like the Ivory Dragon's room- and would, honestly, prefer you stay inside to outside. It enjoys your company, and is always looking forward to explaining something new to you.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Whenever they're off duty or lazing about, they occasionally curl up next to you and read a small book with you. This is genuinely one of their favorite things to do.

Earl Grey x naive reader

Read either way

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ My dude is overworked as hell. He almost literally runs the entire Grandmaster hotel all by himself, along with taking care of Pawn Black and Pawn White. Despite this, he is always happy to see an eager face, especially someone so nice!

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ He makes sure you get some outside time, even if he can't always be there to supervise you and the Chess Pawn Cookies due to his hectic work schedule.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ He tries his best to educate you, especially on concepts like 'stranger danger.' He just wants you to be safe, but he also doesn't want you to stay inside constantly doing nothing!!

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ He enjoys waiting on you, though he does with practically everyone else- but he likes your smile and laugh and thank you's more than any of the other cookies he serves!

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ He's trying his absolute best to keep you happy, healthy, and safe.

[bluexiao]

Hello! If your ask box isn't open, please ignore this I couldn't find anything that said if It is or not, but can I request Xiao, Gorou, Kazuha, Venti, and Aether if you write for him, with a fem reader who is very self conscious and their weight, having big breasts and stretch marks ? You don't have to add all of it or just whatever you'd like, I'm feeling very insecure rn and I love your work so I thought I'd send in a request.

Anyways I hope you're having a wonderful Day/Night and stay hydrated and healthy <3

All my love, Rose 🌹

#you are beautiful

—where you’re self-conscious about your body

CHARACTERS. Gorou, Kazuha, Xiao

THEMES. hurt with comfort. with angst. with fluff.

WARNINGS. anxiety, being self-conscious (without any real specifications)

NOTES. this is quite late i know,,, my head has been aching since earlier and i couldn’t come up with anything for a long time. however after playing my xiao playlist in the background the words just came pouring in. i hope you guys like this! this is one of the most emotional stuff i’ve written here so pls be careful! also, i only put 3 characters because i wanted to get this out immediately and since it’s also in my rules,, no matter how much i wanna write more. also, i hope this would be able to help somehow, rose! thank you sm for requesting<33

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GOROU knows that something is wrong but he couldn’t seem to figure out what it is. You pull away whenever he tries to embrace you; avoid whenever he tries to reach out for your waist; and above all, he misses you and your touch.

He’s a straightforward man, and he wants to get to the middle of the situation before it gets worse, thus it wasn’t long before he was pulling you aside privately and asking you directly how you were.

“Is there something wrong, honey? You’ve been acting… odd lately. I’m here if you want to talk to me.”

He didn’t know what to expect, but he softened up when you finally told him about the thoughts that ran through your head lately, the shadows that creeped your mind and pushed him away at the same time.

Without a moment to lose, he slips his hands on your waist, gently pulling you close and carefully peppering your face with gentle kisses. Unlike any other time, he was slow, letting you relish on how his lips press on your cheeks, temples, the bridge of your nose, the corners of your eyes, and even on your jaw. Unraveled, you were, but all was silent in this very moment, with him helping you learn how to slowly love yourself [again].

“It must have been tough on you, huh? I apologize for only noticing this now, my love. You are worth more than just your outside appearance, but if I were asked, you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my entire life. You deserve more recognition than you think.”

KAZUHA notices how distant you have been these past few days. He watches and continues to observe you to see what seems to be the problem. The way you crossed your arms, look away when he’s professing his love for you, and even avoids his kisses. He can still kiss you, but whenever he tries to pull you deeper, you push him away.

He respects you, he does, but something doesn’t feel right.

For one last time, he whispers in your ear, “My dove, the love of my life, have I told you how much I love you today?”

The words lingered in your brain far longer than it should and sooner, you broke and gave him the answers to his questions—the worries that filled your mind these past few days and prevented you from accepting any kind of affection that he had always given.

With a gentle kiss on your nose, he then leans his forehead on yours, “Your beauty encompasses any other I’ve ever seen my entire life, no matter what you or the others say, this fact remains in my mind, and I wouldn’t mind having to remind you that everyday and every moment of our lives.”

XIAO, above everyone else, is the most concerned. Not only was he confused as to what seems to be the problem, but he also doesn’t know how to address it without having to look insensitive of your mortal feelings. He’s not like you, and that was exactly what he feared of—to hurt you without meaning to; inside and out.

He wanted to reach out, wanted to hold you and be there for you, but what if he was the problem? What if he’s the reason why you’re feeling this way?

Yet, he couldn’t just give up on you like that. He is a weapon, he cannot desert you just like that.

So he decides to confront you about it, standing face to face under the moonlight on the balcony of Wangshu Inn. He prepares himself for the onslaught of the battlefield, but he could have never expected the sharpness of the sword that you had been fighting with all this time, all alone.

He holds your weary and tired body, letting all the cries of your heart and soul about your insecurities fall onto the wind and out into the open. He is not human, he cannot comfort you the way humans could, but he is your weapon. He doesn’t like seeing you this way. If he had to defeat even the negative thoughts in your mind, he would. For you.

He held the back of your head, a sign of reassurance, maybe? Or was it a way to ridicule the voices that pull you into the darkness?

“Foolish human, you are more beautiful than how you think you are. What you see on the outside is not the only basis for such things. How else do you think you’ve tamed even an Adepti like me?”

TAGLIST (pls send an ask to be added)

@softlybeloved @rim0na @icecappa @simplyxkashi @scaraslover @beastielevi @cursedraiden @thesatanofpizza @izayanna @stellumi @coco-goat-milk @nonniechan

[koushou]

i love it smmmm omg. the megumi fix is amazing it’s more than i asked for ❤️❤️ bro 6,9k is a blessing you don’t understand how glad it made me it’s so worth the wait. tumblr is so dry when it comes to anime fics and especially w megumi thank you for feeding me something other than the crumbs this website gives me. i don’t want to be too annoying but whenever you’re free if you could do a pt 2 cause that ending omg. i love it sm and i can’t thank you enough ❤️

pairing : megumi x f!reader [fluff]

warnings : slight makeout scene idk HAHA nothing too intense though (also not proofread because i wanted to get this posted as soon as i finished it)

wc : 3.5k

a/n : ur too sweet omg and im FINALLY back from procrastinating your request again anon… (i really apologize i don’t mean to take so long pls forgive me D: ) i hope this is what you wanted!!

pt. 1 (you don’t really have to read pt 1 to understand this part but i do recommend it)

loud chatter echoes through the large modern dining hall located on the second floor of the hotel.

“i’m… so full…” a certain pink haired male burps for the nth time as he still continues to stuff food into his mouth. gojo laughs at itadori’s passion for the hotel food, while doing the same as he takes a large bite of a pancake.

you chuckle, taking a sip of your drink and leaning back in your cushioned chair, already finished with your 3rd plate of breakfast. i mean, who could blame you? hotel breakfast food just hits a different type of way.

“so, spill all the juicy events that happened last night, i wanna know!” nobara nudges you excitedly, her eyes twinkling as she pulls her chair closer to yours.

rolling your eyes, you look away from the ginger female and pretend to not have heard her. accidentally, you were now faced towards megumi, sitting on the opposite side of you. your eyes met for a brief moment before you quickly turned away, breaking the awkward interaction.

“aww— c’mon, y/n! please—“

“nothing happened at all! and don’t think i forgot the way you ignored my knocks on your door yesterday,” you shot her a glare, earning a sheepish laugh in return.

“but... in the same bed..?”

you were about to retort back when gojo stands up and claps his hand over his stomach, which now seemed just… a few sizes bigger.

“alright! have we all finished our food? god, when did hotel food get so good— anyway, it’s time to pack our things and head back home!” your constantly enthusiastic teacher exclaims, as a waiter comes to collect your plates.

after thanking the waiter and paying the bill (poor gojo-sensei’s wallet), you all head back upstairs to drive back home.

a thick silence hangs over your room as you and megumi collect your items, not wanting to bring up any events from last night. finally ready to head out, you walk towards the door to open it until another hand reaches the handle at the same time.

you retract your hand quickly, while the other hand lingers in the air above the knob.

“oh— sorry, you can go first!” you gulp, backing up a bit so megumi can exit first.

he pauses for a second, twisting the knob until the door pulls open. you expected him to walk out, but he makes his way to the other side of you instead, still holding the door open.

you look over at him with a questioning look, receiving a slight shrug and a hint of a smirk.

“ladies first.”

why was his stupid face so handsome?

you shook your head at his teasing expression, making your way out the door to the carpeted hallway, him following close behind.

the others were already at the lobby waiting, their conversation becoming clearer as you reach them.

“what’s taking them both so long? you don’t think they’re too busy… y’know…” nobara’s usual cheerful voice carries her words to your ears, making you roll your eyes and spook her from being.

“boo.”

“i’m just sayin- oh my go—“ she frantically turns around, breathing a sigh of relief upon seeing it was just you.

“you scared me!”

“what were we talking about?”

“nothing important! come on, we should get going!” nobara nudges gojo and itadori ahead, escaping you as she scurries out of the lobby.

you hear a yawn from behind you, a tuft of black hair moving past you as you suppress the urge to laugh at megumi’s already messy hairstyle, amplified by his morning bed hair.

finally, you were all seated back in gojo’s car, ready to drive back to the school so you all can head back to your own homes.

the ride back was full of gojo’s irritating voice singing along to songs playing from the car radio, itadori laughing along, and the rest of you too excited to leave the car.

“alright kids! we’re here, make sure to be safe on the way back home!”

gojo waves to all of you as you hop out of his car one by one, basking in the cool summer air for a few seconds.

“see you guys!”

itadori jogs away, heading in the direction of his own home, followed by megumi, then nobara, and lastly, you.

upon reaching your house, your mother welcomes you, asking about your day, if you had fun, and other typical mother questions.

you were telling her about your day when you suddenly recalled the hotel night events, and scurried away embarrassed upstairs to your room, leaving a very confused mom behind.

you flop down onto the bed, face down, wanting to get a good few minutes of quiet nap time in before your phone dings with a notification.

grunting, you pull your phone out from your pocket, swiping across the screen to check the message.

surprisingly, it was from megumi, eyebrows suspiciously raising as you open the text message from him. you two rarely texted unless it was about school or business-related, so you couldn’t think of anything he would need from you right now.

megumi : Hey.

megumi : I have your hair tie with me. You probably left it in my bag or something.

megumi : I’m coming over in 5 minutes.

you sat up abruptly, rereading his messages to make sure your eyes weren’t playing tricks on you.

you had been so caught up with his prior messages that you failed to register that he said he was going to be at your house in… 5 minutes.

hurriedly, you swiped to see what time he had sent that last message. 12:34 AM.

your eyes moved to the top of your phone screen, reading the current time. 12:37 AM.

almost falling out of bed scrambling to your room mirror, you checked your appearance to make sure you looked fine and your hair wasn’t messy and-

you paused.

“why am i so concerned about how i look? why do i care about this?”

you slapped your face with both hands, bringing yourself back to reality when you were interrupted again, but this time by your doorbell ringing from downstairs.

making your way out of your room, you saw that your mom had already opened the door with a familiar tall figure standing in the doorway.

“oh! megumi, it’s been a while!” your mom lets megumi in with a smile, already going to the kitchen to make him some tea.

he bows politely, sitting down on the couch, now changed into a loose white t-shirt with black shorts.

“uh- theres no need to make me tea, i won’t be here for too long—“

“nonsense! you can even stay for lunch, dear megumi! i just have to prepare the last dish and—“

you finally clear your throat, standing at the middle of the stairs, catching both of their attention.

“oh, y/n! i have to go out to the grocery store for some ingredients, take care of our guest megumi, alright?” she places two cups of tea on the table in front of megumi, grabbing her keys to head out.

“wait, mom—“

she sends you a wink by the door, already outside before you can finish your sentence.

you sigh in defeat, sitting across from megumi on the other couch.

“here.”

megumi pulls out a black hair tie from his pocket, almost identical to the one currently around your wrist.

you raise your eyebrows in suspicion at the hair tie. “but i only have one? and i didn’t bring any extra yesterday..?” you motion to your own arm.

he looks back and forth between your wrist and the one he had in his hand, scratching his head in confusion.

“it was in our hotel room, so i assumed it was yours.” he shrugs, placing it on the table. “but if it isn’t, i can just throw it away.”

you hum, taking a sip of the tea your mom prepared as he does the same, cringing as the still hot tea burns his tongue.

“pfft…”

he glares at you, placing the cup down as his eyes scan around your living room, taking in the decorations.

“i’ll just keep it then, it seems new.” you take the forgotten hair tie on the table, and wear it around your wrist, now decorated with two black hair ties.

he nods, sitting back against the couch, silence falling between you both.

a question suddenly popped up in your mind, your mouth moving faster than your brain.

“you came all the way here… just to give me a hair tie?”

the question seems to set him a little nervous, clearing his throat and avoiding eye contact as he fidgets in his seat.

“well— i figured i’d return it to you before i forgot,” he shrugs, reaching out to take another sip of his tea before pulling back quickly again at the heat.

you nod slowly, still unconvinced with his answer. who goes all the way to someone’s house to return a hair tie?

“okay then, see you on monday?” you get up, ready to send him back off.

his head snaps up, still not moving in his seat as he opens his mouth slowly, as if unsure of how to respond.

“um- i thought your mom said i could stay…for lunch…?”

he averts his eyes, pink dusting his pale cheeks as he looks away. your mouth forms into an ‘o’ shape as you recall your mom’s words and those were - in fact what she had said.

it wasn’t that you were against him staying for lunch, but you two weren’t even friends or remotely close at that. rivals would even suit you both better than friends.

“but if you want i can, uh, leave now,” he starts to stand, looking uncomfortable in his position across from you.

it was then that you remembered megumi’s background, that his mother had left early at birth, plus his father wasn’t exactly present.

you couldn’t imagine living without your parents, and how lonely he must be without true family.

“no! i mean, that’s not what i meant, you can stay.” you sputter out before he gets the wrong idea.

his eyes seem to light up at your words, nodding before sitting back down on his previous spot on the couch.

you glance over at the time on your phone, it had been around 7 minutes after your mom had left.

the tension was thick in the room, and just when you thought you were about to explode from the awkwardness, he finally breaks the silence.

“do you… play that?”

you turn to where his eyes are placed on, seeing your black xbox console laying on top of a cabinet, having been untouched for a while.

“oh that? yeah, occasionally, why?”

you hear a snicker from beside you, snapping your head to find his lips curled into a teasing grin.

“oh, i just didn’t think a nerd like you would play games.”

you raise your eyebrows at his words. “you sure about that? it doesn’t seem like you’re very good at games either, megumi.” you make sure to stretch out each three syllables of his name to tease him further.

he huffs while leaning back, still maintaining intense eye contact with you, almost challenging each other to say something back.

“how about this, whoever wins against the other gets to make them do whatever they want. no matter what it is.” he nods over to the console, tilting his head as he waits for your response.

you chuckle, standing up to take the console, fiddling with it for a moment before turning back to him.

“alright, just don’t cry when you lose too much, okay?”

he shrugs, smirking as he looks around the living room for the other console, making you remember something.

“oh, the other console plus a TV is in my room, wanna just play there?”

he stiffens suddenly, before nodding slowly and following you upstairs to your room.

reaching the door, you suddenly stop, making megumi grunt and come to a stop, almost crashing into you.

“uh - wait here.”

you open the door just enough to slip inside, quickly gathering some of your belongings and cleaning as much as you could, to at least make your room seem presentable.

“okay!” you open the door for megumi, who makes no move to enter at first.

“...”

“you can come in.”

“... is this okay?”

you cock your head, not understanding his question.

“your mom isn’t home.”

“...so?”

“we’re alone.”

“and?”

“i’m… going into your room.”

“what is your point?” you began to grow frustrated at this conversation. then, it hit you all of a sudden.

“ahh, megumi? have you never been in a girl’s room alone before?” you snicker, shaking your head from laughter.

he starts to protest, before quickly closing his mouth and finally entering your room.

you connect the two consoles into your TV in your room, sitting down on the edge of your bed as you load up the games on the screen.

“you can sit here if you want,” you pat the empty spot next to you, to which he carefully sits down on, taking one console from your hand.

“ready?”

he nods, as you start the game.

-- --

“what--?!”

you throw your hands up in frustration, groaning as you flop backwards on the bed.

“i told you, you can’t beat me.” megumi chuckles, dodging a stuffed bear you threw in his direction.

you huffed, sitting back up, determined to beat him at least once.

“one last rematch!”

he lets out a laugh, a rare one that you think you might just never forget, and starts the game again.

after a few minutes of intense clicking, yelling and laughing, you let out a proud shout, the word victory flashing across your screen.

you pick up another stuffed animal from your bed and toss it straight at megumi’s face, celebrating as he lets out an ‘oof’ and glare back at you.

“but i still won around, 7 times, so i get to make you do something- oof-” he stumbles back again from another stuffed animal to the face.

“hmm? i don’t know what you’re talking about--” you pretend to not have heard him before your vision goes momentarily black from a soft object hitting your face, a pink bear landing in your lap.

“hey!”

“what, you keep throwing them at me!”

“fine…”

“hey, why are you getting so close--!”

you tackle megumi backwards onto the bed, throwing your pillows at his face -- not very gently -- as he tries to shield his arms in vain.

“ahh—! okay, okay, i’m sorry, stop it—“ he huffs as you finally stops your attack, his dark blue orbs looking up into yours.

you only now noticed your close proximity, quickly sitting back up to create some distance between the both of you. he clears his throat, fiddling with one of your pillows.

“well, a loss is a loss, what do i have to do?” you sigh, admitting your defeat.

“hmm…” he seems to be lost in deep thought, probably trying to find the worst thing he can make you do.

after a few silent, intense seconds, he finally speaks.

“are you… free tomorrow?”

you turn to him, giving him a questioning look at his strange question. he only stares back at you in response, awaiting your answer.

“um… yeah, i’m free the whole day, why do you as-“

“come watch a movie with me tomorrow.” he blurts out quickly, not even letting you finish your sentence.

you gape at him, still processing his words, unsure if you had heard wrong.

“... sorry?”

his face was reddenning by the second, yet his eyes remained firmly on yours the whole time.

“let’s go watch the new movie in the theater. i heard it’s quite popular already despite releasing only last week.”

“oh… okay, i can ask nobara if she wants to com-“

“don’t!” he says a little too loudly, clearing his throat after as he regains his composure.

“i mean, i- just, you.”

“just.. us?”

he nods.

silence fell again between the two of you, unsure if he was asking you what you thought he was asking you. you decide to test the waters cautiously.

“man.. it’s almost like you’re asking me out on a date, megumi?” you tease lightly, expecting a ‘tch’ or an, ‘as if’.

“so what if i am?”

now that was an answer you weren’t expecting.

“you’re.. joking, right?”

megumi sighs, moving closer until his body was mere centimeters away from yours.

“i’m serious.”

“do you... like me or something?”

he stares at you blankly. “would i ask you on a date if i didn’t have feelings for you, idiot?”

you only just realize how stupid your question sounded, trying to find a response until he reaches up to cup your cheek with one hand.

they felt soft, yet slightly gruff from constant training and fighting, large enough to cover one half of your face. they were warm, slightly trembling probably from nervousness, yet made you wish he’d never take it off.

“it’s okay if you don’t want to. we can forget this ever happened.” his own cheeks turning slightly pink, yours probably even worse as the space between your faces closed in slowly.

“but i don't think i can do this anymore, so just let me be a little selfish this once, okay?”

barely registering his words before he moves in to kiss you, soft lips moving against the other as his hand tightens against the side of your cheek. you barely register your own actions anymore, hands reaching up to tangle themselves in his hair, moving down to his neck, and finally finding home cupped around his face.

he groans against your lips, pressing you down until he was now hovering above you, never breaking the kiss even once in the process. you lost track of how long you both had been making out in your bed before you hear the front door open from downstairs.

frantically, the both of you separated in fear of your mom catching you in the act, catching your breaths while still processing what just happened.

you hear shuffling from downstairs, standing up to escape megumi before you were pulled back into a warm chest.

“wait—“ his arms wrap around you to trap you from leaving his grasp, your eyes looking everywhere but his, and suddenly your wall was the most interesting thing in sight.

“are we… really going to pretend that didn’t happen?” you finally gather the courage to look him in the face, almost melting at the soft pout set on his (now slightly redder than before) lips.

“ilikeyoutoo.” you get out quickly before you lose the chance to say it again.

he stiffens against you, eyes lighting up almost like an excited puppy receiving treats. “you like me? i didn’t hear you, so can you say it again?”

you huff, trying to wriggle your way out of his arms, only resulting in him pulling you closer to sit on his lap. he presses his forehead to yours, chuckling at your futile attempt to escape.

“i said— i like you—!” you ram your head into his, making him groan in pain, loosening his hold on you. the perfect chance for escape.

you saw the opportunity, dashing to the door, twisting the knob, almost getting it open until—

“nope,” megumi’s hand stops the door in time, instead twisting you around until your back was now flat against the wood, both of his palms placed beside your head.

“y/n? megumi?” your mom’s voice calls from downstairs, but all you could hear was your heartbeat thumping loudly in your chest.

“megumi! move, my mom’s home,” you place your hands on his chest, trying to push him away to no avail.

he grabs your pushing hand and places it on the left side of his chest, letting you feel the soft but fast thumping of his heart, almost matching the pace of your own.

“this is all your fault. you’re not gonna take responsibility for it?” he inches closer to your burning face, making you huff and grab his face.

you press your lips to his, feeling him immediately return the kiss, but you pull away after a few seconds, leaving him still trying to kiss you again.

“nope, my mom’s home, and i’m hungry.”

you open the door, seeing your mom begin to set the table with plates of food downstairs. you look back at megumi, who still looked sad after getting his kiss cut short.

sighing, you take his hand in yours, intertwining your fingers together before pulling him down the stairs.

“come on, it’s time for lunch. you’ll get more later.”

you feel him perk up, giving your hand a squeeze as he follows close behind.

you steal a glance at your wrist, still wearing both the hair ties. good thing he hadn’t noticed you stuffing one into his bag this morning.

[glxssylaufey]

hello! i hope you are still taking requests!

can i request a oneshot with tom hiddleston where him and the reader are a already a couple and they into a pillow & tickle fight then it turns into a smut? (i rlly love fics with fluff to smut) you may use these prompts that i found!

"quit stealing all the pillows!"

"stop that! i'm ticklish!"

"can i kiss you?"

"i want you right now."

"all mine."

i hope this isn't a lot, i just really love your fics and keep writing! 🦋

ahh thank you sm, i’m so glad you enjoy my writing, love! <3

AND OK THIS IS ADORABLE, you and tommy will always help each other wind down after a long day with cuddles and passion. i feel like he’d be super sweet and gentle with you all night and then he’ll start to get super playful and eventually… well you know. ;)

i hope this is what you were hoping for! enjoy! ❤️

staying in [tom hiddleston]

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙. ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙. ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

summary: tom hiddleston x fem!reader ; you and your loving boyfriend enjoy a relaxing night at home with one another. little did you realize, the night was only just beginning.

warnings: smut (18+), minors DNI, very fluffy, swearing, fingering, oral sex, vaginal sex, daddy kink, praise kink

a/n: my dearest apologies for the long wait! i hope you enjoy! requested by: @aestheticallyholland also, keep reading until the end to find my play on words for the title hehe

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙. ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙. ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

The sweet aroma of freshly brewed tea swam through the house as you roamed back and forth in the kitchen. You elevated yourself onto your tippy-toes to retrieve two small cups from the tall cabinet. Seeing how the pair of cups sat neatly on the top shelf away from your reach, you let out a sigh. Of course, you knew who would be the only one tall enough in the house to reach that absurdly high shelving.

“Tom!” you shouted.

“Yes?” he called out from the next room.

“Come help me!” you exclaimed.

Tom was your darling boyfriend that you had met through a mutual friend. You still remember that night your friend dragged both you and Tom to that art museum with them. The both of you grew closer and closer with every conversation or text to where eventually you were inseparable. Even to this day, you smile remembering the day Tom asked you to be his.

“Someone needs rescuing?” Tom quips with a smile, striding into the kitchen. Yup. You had thought to yourself. If anyone would have legs long enough to reach the top shelf, it’s definitely him.

“Absolutely!” you say, playing along. “I don’t know how I’d ever survive if I don’t get my cup of tea right this instance.”

Tom laughs and walks past you to effortlessly pick the two teacups from the cabinet and place them in your hands.

“My lady.” he says with a wink. You giggle.

“Oh, my hero.” you fake a swoon before setting the china cups on the counter. As you being pouring you and your beloved a cup of tea, you feel his body press against your back gently.

His long arms snake around your waist to pull you closer into him. You feel his lips press into your neck, pecking kisses all over your skin.

“The movie is starting, you know.” Tom informs you. You hum slightly, feeling his lips form a smile in the nape of your neck.

“Well, you wanted tea, mister.” you laughed, turning to present him with his cup. “Ta-da!” you exclaim, making Tom chuckle.

“Oh, what would I do without you?” he sighs, taking the cup into his hands before leaning down to press a kiss into your forehead. You smile before going to reach for you own cup.

“Hm, I don’t know. Brew your own tea?” you joke, taking a small sip. “Needs more honey.” you say, turning around and placing the cup onto the surface. Tom rolls his eyes dramatically, setting his cup on the counter.

“And I need your company.” he states slyly. Before you could question what he meant, Tom scoops you into his arms causing a squeal to escape your lips.

“Thomas!” you giggle as he starts carrying you bridal style into the living room. “You wanted tea!”

“Yes but I’m afraid I’ll go crazy if you spend another second away from me.” Tom laughs, placing you down onto the couch. He then quickly crawls on top of you to press open mouthed kisses into your neck once more.

“I was only gone for ten minutes!” you claim.

“Exactly.” he laughs. “You’re incredibly slow.”

“Hey!” you say, grabbing a pillow to playfully wack Tom in the side with. He turns to look at you with a devilish smile.

“Oh, you’ll regret that!” he exclaims before lunging at you to tickle you, causing you to burst out into tears of laughter.

“Tom! Stop that! I’m ticklish!” you laugh uncontrollably, trying to push him off you.

“Don’t mess with the God of Mischief, darling!” he says, before attacking your neck again with nips and pecks, his hands still mercilessly tickling at your sides.

Hooking your legs around his slim waist, you jump and pounce on Tom, sending him onto his back. You pin his arms above his head, looking into his crystal blue orbs.

“Or what?” you tease, raising an eyebrow. Tom stare deeply into your eyes, taking note of how stunning you appeared above him. Tom allows his head to fall back ontoo the couch, letting him lay completely under your touch.

After a moment of breath, Tom begins to grin. You watch as his piercing eyes rake over your form.

“What is it?” you ask softly. Tom brings his gaze back to your eyes and sighs joyfully.

“You’re just so beautiful.” he whispers, causing you to blush. “Can I kiss you?” he asks, looking up at you with pleading eyes. You couldn’t bare to resist him any longer.

With your grip still locked on Tom’s wrists, you bow your head to connect your lips with his. As the kiss deepens, you feel him slip his tongue into your mouth, making you moan in pleasurable surprise.

Tom begins to slowly sit up, allowing you to slide further into his lap. You move your hands from his wrists to cup his face while his arms drop to his side. You then feel Tom’s hands slither up your legs to caress your thighs, making you squirm. When the kiss breaks, his eyes are immediately connected with yours.

“Already writhing under my touch, Y/N?” he questions quietly. You blush, looking away in embarrassment.

“No, darling. You know better.” he corrects you, brings his fingers under your chin to lead your face back to in front of his. “Never be ashamed of the pleasure I give you.” he says before bringing you into another kiss. This one was shorter. You disconnected from his lips quickly to speak, still tasting him on your tongue.

“Tommy…” you whisper, your voice almost cracking.

“Hm?” he hums.

“T-the movie.” Is all you could trust yourself to say. You feel him groan against your skin, his hands traveling up your spine to rub soothing circles over your back.

“That can wait. I want you right now.” he insisted. His suggestive words go right to your core as you begin to feel yourself become wet. One of his hands then slowly drop to the bottom of your shirt. He takes the fabric and slowly begins to move it upwards.

“May I?” Tom asks kindly.

“Please.” you whisper, lifting your arms to allow him to undress you. Tom gently discards your shirt onto the floor before removing his own, revealing his broad shoulders and long torso.

You place your hands on Tom’s chest to feel his bare skin against yours, allowing you to feel closer to him. You then press small kisses across his chest while you sneak your hand down to undo Tom’s belt. Though he was swift to stop you.

“Ah, ah. Ladies first, my love.” he tells you as he grabs your hands to halt their movements. He lifts you up slightly to place you flat onto your back on the couch. You sigh in pleasure as you feel Tom kiss his way from your neck down to your clothed breasts.

Both his hands travel up your stomach to knead your breasts through your bra. You groan, relishing in your boyfriend’s praising touch. One of his hands snake towards the back of your bra, skillfully unclasping the straps. Once the lacy fabric falls, Tom’s eyes roamed all over you body with want and hunger. He took note of how the cool air hit your nipples, causing them to harden for him. Tom hums in appreciation, gently pawing at your tits.

“You’re so stunning.” he says in pure awe. He lowers his head down to capture one of your firm nipples into his hot mouth. He sucks on it gently, making you arch your back into his mouth. Your head falls back as he returns the same attention to your other nipple. You weave your fingers through Tom’s light and wavy locks, giving them a tug every so often. His warm and wet tongue felt heavenly in comparison to the chilled room. His teeth grazed your sensitive flesh, making you buck your hips up into him. You were absolutely craving that friction.

“P-please Tom, I need more.” you whisper. Tom glances at you before giving you a devious smile.

“As you wish.” he says simply before sinking down the couch further towards your burning heat. His hands follow, gently caressing down your bare tummy to the band of the pair of sweatpants you had worn for the night in. 

Tom then hooks his fingers in the hem of your pants before looking up at you for your approval with his puppy dog eyes. Although this was not the first time you and Tom had been intimate with one another, you still felt safe and comforted whenever Tom asked your permission for anything and everything. You soften your eyes and give him a soft nod. Tom’s smile grows impossibly wider before he places one last final kiss on your stomach right bellow your belly button.

He removes both your pants and panties in one swift movement, tossing them near by your shirt. Tom takes in the sight of your glistening pussy, ready to be touched. He brings his thumb down onto your sensitive clit, rubbing small circles into your body. You moan out in ecstasy upon feeling his fingers finally touch your needy body.

“Mmm.” Tom practically growls, admiring the sight of your bare cunt. “All mine.” he whispers. With no further warning, Tom dives into your warmth, devouring your dripping pussy.

“Oh, fuck!” you mewl out, arching your back off the couch. This spurs on Tom, his clever tongue beginning to work faster.

You pull at his hair, causing him to moan into your pussy. He ate you like a man starved, his talented tongue licking up every last drop of your sweet juice. You grind yourself onto face, his hands giving your thighs a gentle squeeze before he lifts up his head once again.

“Are you gonna be a good girl and make a mess of my face, Y/N?” he asks in that delicious british accent of his. “Do you want my fingers?” he questions.

“Yes! Yes please, may I please take your fingers into my pussy?” you moan out. Tom smiles against you before pushing a single digit into you. Your moans echo through the house as Tom quickens his pace. He’s quick to find your sweet spots, causing you to push yourself further down onto his fingers.

“You are hugging me so tightly, Darling. I think I ought to stretch you out.” he whispers sinfully before adding in another finger. Once they settle deep inside you he scissors his fingers inside of you ever so slightly.

“Thank you!” you cry. “Your fingers feel amazing, daddy.” you say. Tom grins, his fingers starting to pump in and out of you. He hits your g spot perfectly, making you impossibly wetter.

“I can feel how close you’re growing.” he claims, looking up into your eyes with darkness. “Go ahead, love, cum for me. Show me how much you love my fingers.”

“Yes, daddy! I’m cumming!” you moan. With that, the coil in your stomach snapped with intense pleasure, the wave of your orgasm rushing over you completely.

Tom’s fingers slowed to let you ride out your high. Once his fingers stilled, he pressed one last kiss to your clit before slipping his soaked digits from your sopping pussy.

“Look at this mess you’ve made.” Tom says with a devilish smile. “Go ahead, my girl. Clean it up.” he tells you before bringing his dripping fingers to your mouth. You open obediently, moaning once you taste yourself on the thickness of his fingers.

Your tongue swipes and rolls around his fingers as you made sure to suck on them for good measure. Tom watched you intently, his teeth bared and mouth slightly open while he sighed deeply.

“Fuck, I love you.” he said breathlessly before bringing your face in to kiss him. His tongue slips into your mouth, tasting all of you at once. Once this kiss broke, he immediately brought his lips down to your breasts.

“May I make you feel even better?” he pleads with a gentle tone, his eyes asking you for permission to bed you. “Please, Y/N, let me take you.” he whispers into your ear while his hands continued to massage your sides and hips.

As he sucked marks and hickies into your skin you moaned slightly at the sensation of his talented mouth.

“Oh, Tom! Yes! You make it feel so good.” you whisper, your head dizzy with euphoria. Tom stops to glance up at your eyes with a smile.

“Please, I need you.” you nod with a whine.

“Don't worry, my dear. I'm here to keep you happy." he reassures you with a sweet tone. After pecking one last kiss onto your belly, Tom sits up onto his knees to unfasten his belt buckle. The sound of metal clanking filled the room as you continued to watch him.

Once Tom dropped his jeans along with his boxers, you witnessed his hard cock spring into action and bob up and down obscenely. You could feel yourself practically salivating over the delicious sight of his twitching member. You could spot a small pearl of precum leaking from his red and angry tip. Tom must've caught you staring because he chuckled to himself, snapping you out of your daydreaming.

“See something you like, love?” he leases, his voice smooth and deep. You nod eagerly, sitting up to allow yourself a better view of your godly boyfriend.

“Mm, yes sir.” you hum, giving him a wink. “This view just might be even better than that plump backside of yours.” you teased, making Tom scoff with a smile.

“What a tease.” he laughs before, hooking his hands on each of your thighs to yank you closer to him. Your wet entrance pressed against the tip of his cock, causing you to moan out from the sudden contact.

“Do you want me, Y/N?” he asks, placing his hands on either side of your head to position himself above you.

“Always.” you say truthfully.

“Show me.” he requests.

After a brief pause, you give him a mischievous smirk. You quickly wrap your legs around his waist and pushed your heels into his lower back, forcing his cock to slide inside of you.

You and Tom both throw your heads back in a moan, flooding in the passion you had for one another. Tom pulled your body closer to his so he was completely flush against you, his cock nestled deep inside your pussy. He could feel you pulsing around him, begging him to move.

“You are perfection, fuck!” Tom moaned out as he pulled out completely only to slam back inside you. Your back arches off the couch due to the snap in his hips.

“Yes! Thank you, daddy!” you cry. “Oh, yes, p-please make me cum, daddy, please.” you babbled on, his body driving you near insanity.

“Shh, shh, relax. I’ll get you there, it’s alright.” he whispered before leaning down to gently kiss a tear that had fallen down your cheek. “Now be a good girl and let the whole neighborhood know exactly who is making you feel this damn good.”

With that, Tom set a merciless pace of harsh thrusts against your softness. The sound of skin slapping skin flooded the room, quickly followed by Tom’s grunts and your moans.

“Fuck, Tom, feels so good! Please don’t stop!” you moan, wrapping your arms around his strong neck for leverage.

“Believe me baby, I wouldn’t dream of it.” he grunted, hips still rolling deep into you. You could feel every ridge and vein rubbing inside your walls, hitting places inside of you that you didn’t even know existed.

Your nails dug into his broad shoulders, making him hiss into your ear in bliss. His thrusts began to falter, signaling that he was getting close. You pull yourself closer to Tom, wrapping your legs around his strong hips even tighter.

Tom settles from his hands down to rest on his forearms, connecting his chest with your own. You could feel his rapid heartbeat against your sweaty chest as he lowered his head to kiss you.

You bring one of your hands to tangle into his dark blonde locks, deepening the kiss. You both moan into each other’s mouths, adoring the feeling of being so deeply connected to each other. With one particularly hard thrust, you scream in ecstasy when his dick ruts into your g spot. Tom smirks into your neck, knowing he just found the spot. His thrusts quicken, being sure to hit that spot deep inside you every time.

“Fuck! Oh fuck, daddy, I’m close!” you cry. “Please let me cum, I’ve been such a good girl for you, daddy!” your filthy words fill Tom’s ears, making him growl.

“Not yet, darling. Hold on just a little longer.” he gasps, his thrusts becoming sloppier. You knew he wouldn’t last much longer.

“T-Tom, please!” You feel yourself tighten around him, making Tom moan and give one last sharp thrust before spilling inside you.

“Fuck yes, Y/N, cum!” he moans, his cock stilled in your pussy. You scream, the coil in your tummy snaps, making your orgasm flood over his cock. You could feel Tom’s warm seed fill you up, making you gasp in pleasure. Once the room fell still again, so did Tom. He gently lowered himself onto you, careful not to crush you with his weight. You hugged him close to your bare front, rubbing his shoulders and back to soothe the red marks you had clawed into him. The two of you panted in the now silent room, recovering from your highs. You feel Tom begin to move to remove his now softening cock from your pussy. You quickly cease his movement by stopping his hips with your hand.

“Wait, please.” you whisper. Tom stops, afraid he hurt you, his worried eyes snapping to meet yours.

“Are you okay? Have I hurt you?” he asks, frantic. You place your hand on his cheek to calm his nerves.

“Shh, I’m okay... I just… miss you being this close.” you say, hugging him once more. “Can we stay like this just a little longer? Please, just stay inside me tonight.” you ask tiredly, certain you were already drifting off.

Tom smiles, and presses a lingering kiss into your temple before resting to cuddle you with his cock nestled inside you.

“Anything for you, my love. I’ll stay in tonight.”

[tonberry-yoda]

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General quiziz

What’s your favorite fandom to write for?

Out of all your fandoms which one is you favorite to watch?

List Your newest to oldest fandoms

If you could travel to any fandom which would it be?

Who’s your most active to least active anon?

(Extra) There’s going to be a live action one piece movie, What do you think about that?

OMG YAY!!!

What’s your favorite fandom to write for?

Oh god, good question lolol In my pinned post, I have starred which fandoms I really love to write for, but I can say that I am most known for my jojo's writing. Even though I haven't written for it in a long time, I love writing for jojo's sm

List Your newest to oldest fandoms

Oh god.... I don't know if this will be accurate, so bear with me lol Newest Into the Spiderverse Arcane Resident Evil Record of Ragnarok Overwatch One Punch Man JJBA Jujutsu Kaisen The Arcana One Piece Haikyuu!! My Hero Academia Hunter x Hunter (literally my first anime lol) Kingdom Hearts Final Fantasy (I have literally loved it since forever) Oldest Again, no clue if that's accurate, but that is pretty close I think

If you could travel to any fandom which would it be?

Honestly, probably One Piece. I love everything about the world because it's so built up and it would honestly be such a vibe and super chill

Who’s your most active to least active anon?

okay, let's actually talk about all my anons! I've actually been thinking about this and cleaning up my anon list Heart Anon (x2) - I actually know both of them! But the other one has disappeared a long time ago and the other one doesn't use anon anymore, just their main account :) Sunflower Anon - I actually know her account too! She doesn't use anon anymore either, and has been super inactive on tumblr because she's so busy. Sending a lot of love her way <3 Helicopter Anon - they are my iconic papa croc anon and usually only appear when requests open, but literally make my day whenever they do. When they appeared for the first time, it was a blessing and I love them so much! If not for them, I wouldn't have my papa croc series tbh, but yeah, they're not around often until requests open! Flower Anon - Another one I know the account of. Hasn't been active in ages, so I really hope they are doing well <3 Sword Anon - I haven't seen them since a request they asked for ages ago, so I don't really know if they're one of my anons lol (I really gotta clean this up lol) Spain Anon - Not very active at all anymore. I haven't seen them since I stopped writing for a fandom they loved. Hope their doing well! Raccoon Anon - I also haven't seen them since a MHA request they asked for a long time ago, so not active anymore Bouquet Anon - Same situation as sword anon 👾 Anon - pretty active i would say! they always have something lovely to say and overall, i love hearing from them when they aren't busy! Ladder Anon - Has plenty of great requests, but doesn't usually come on here to chat! But they are such a sweetheart when they do and I really love their creative ideas! Pepaw Salazar Simp Anon - Came on here twice to ask to be this anon and then left LMFAO Rat Anon - started the smooches series! but i haven't really seen them since my requests closed 🍥 Anon - Same situation as pepaw salazar simp anon lol Dragon Anon - One of my new anons! Pretty active whenever they can be and I love hearing from them! Cloud Anon - Also pretty active and a newer anon! They always have fun questions! Rainbow Anon - You are my most active anon I've ever had tbh and you are too darn sweet! I'm happy to have you here!! Alien Anon - new anon, been on here for a day, and has sent a few questions Hedgehog Anon - I know the account of this one and they are very active on my blog and have sent over some stuff since they've only been here for a day 💤 Anon - just got here!

(Extra) There’s going to be a live action one piece movie, What do you think about that?

Okay, the Netflix show is what I know you're talking about. Ahem. I saw the trailer and it was kinda eh, but like, I know Oda actually really helped work on it and picked the cast, so it's not like I hate the idea. I know the anime is better, duh, but I am totally gonna watch it even if I do end up really hating it lol

Thanks so much for the fun questions! I hope you're well and staying hydrated <3

[elysianslove]

first of all can i just say congrats on the 500 like i'm so happy for you and you absolutely deserve it (huge bear hug :) ) now i had this crazy hcs idea and i immediately thought of you so long story short how would Karasuno , Aoba Johsai and Nekoma react to their sweet manager having powers similar to those of scarlet witch (marvel) or mirajane strauss (fairytail anime) feel free to pick whichever one is easier and thank you so much for indulging my crazy request. love u lots - safiyah <3333

oh my goodness thank you sm for your words here’s a bear hug <3 also also i was literally just thinking just how cool it would be to have like a supernatural au haikyuu thing and then you send me this wow we on some mind reading shit. anyways i really hope you like this. sorry it’s like hq on crack if you want a serious one lemme know hsjkhsk

karasuno high

they lose their shit. 

every single one of them. 

mentally they’re all like 12 (except daichi and mqybe ennoshita) so i definitely think they’d have a very childish reaction to it. 

it’s so endearing though. 

they find out while walking you home one night: it’s very stormy and they just wanted to make sure you get home safe because they worship the ground you walk on. cue like a fucking billboard nearly falling on you and the group of boys and your instincts just kick in and you stop it mid air. 

noya’s still screaming even after everyone’s just gone silent and is gawking at the fact a billboard (or whatever the object is i can’t think rip) is hovering above them. in mid air. because of you. what the fuck? 

daichi’s blood pressure drops he’s like somebody catch me im about to faint wtf is going on. 

you kinda freak and just toss it away and run your way back home, as far away from the boys as possible. 

but alas, you’re their manager, and you have duties to fulfill. so you show up to practice the next morning terrified for your life. 

you’re not really sure why you’re so scared and nervous. you just are? it’s a huge part of who you are and it’d be a big bummer if the most important boys in your life didn’t accept it. 

noya greets you with a really big hug

tanaka’s so loud but what’s new <3 

daichi and suga just come up to you and gently ask if you’re okay because you ran off so quick yesterday

they all act super normal during practice but you can tell

you can tell

they want to ask so many questions they’re gonna explode 

after practice, when coach ukai and takeda leave, and it’s just you, kiyoko, and the boys, it’s s o quiet. you would hear a pin drop. 

you just sigh and go “you can ask” 

your poor eardrums </3 

they’re so fascinated by everything you say 

kiyoko’s like “i had a hunch” like how do u have a hunch about something like this anyways what a queen

noya’s like “make me fly” 

and tsukki in the back “drop him on his ass pls” 

they definitely make you do so many things for them with it 

cleaning duty is now on you because hello !! you can move things with your mind !! 

kags doesn’t get it. he’s like. ok? and ? i can set volleyballs perfectly, hinata can jump really high despite his height, she can move things with her mind? so what? 

i love him 

they’re also crazy good at keeping it a secret? 

not hinata tho he slips up so often like thank god the secret isn’t realistic or believable

he’ll be like “oh yeah? well our manager can move things with her mind!” 

and suga just has to usher him away with a pained smile like “yeah she’s so incredible haha” while doing that thing moms do where they squeeze or pinch your shoulder if they’re mad at you in public 

it feels like a weight lifted off your shoulders when they find out because the closer you grew to these boys, the more they felt like family to you.

aoba johsai

my favorite team 

i hc makki as someone that smokes weed. pls don’t try to convince me otherwise. look at him. he’s a pothead <3 

this is going somewhere i swear.

so you’re a 3rd year manager, meaning you’ve been with these boys a while now, specifically the third years of the team, so y’all are pretty close. 

how they find out: it’s like 3am on a weekend, the seijoh 4 and some of the second years. you’d baked a cake with like all of them all at once in the kitchen, so it was now a mess, so you’re attempting to clean it up as fast as you can the way you know best — with your hands and your mind. makki walks in, high as shit, sees this and just. 

“damn must be the weed.” 

you don’t hear him. so. uh oh. 

he was probably sent there by iwa to get water or something, so iwaizumi walks in and just yells so loud “what the fuck!” 

it’s like they’re all summoned by this. they eventually all pile into the kitchen and you’re literally just frozen in fear with pots and pans and utensils and specks of flour hovering by you. and then you maintain eye contact with iwa as you lift one hand and direct the pans into a cupboard and slowly shut it. 

“so it’s not the weed?” 

they honestly. don’t act any different tbh 

it’s like an added feature of yours that they appreciate. 

oikawa asks you to read his mind to test if what happened that night was real and you just lift him up from off his seat. 

“i asked you to read my mind tho hm” 

yeah mind reading is just a regular thing now. they will slyly ask you to read the other team’s minds during a match and you’re like no that’s cheating. but you do. and you subtlety give them advice. like “hm i wonder if that team’s gonna do this specific attack” 

also oikawa asks (read:begs) u to like help them make it through to nationals

you say “will it feel like a true accomplishment if i do?” 

shuts his pretty face up <3 

they also make you like. toss volleyballs to them. but with your mind. multiple of them. they take it as some stupid challenge idk these boys are dumb i love them 

they also love throwing things at. YOU. LIKE WTF? 

like haha dodgeball but it’s a group of 6’0+ athletes against just. you. 

sounds fair 

they also become insanely protective of you after they find out. idk how that clicks w them but. yes. 

especially mattsun and iwa ? like men. relax.

anyways they would abuse the shit out of your powers genuinely but it’s okay it’s out of love <3

nekoma high

they. they’re idiots. all of them. 

kuroo would probably be like but scientifically ! this makes zero sense 

omg kenma would lose his MIND. 

HES A GAMER BRUH 

HED BE OBSESSED W YOU.

but lowkey bc none of that simp shit </3 

ooou okay so you’re at a training camp and they sneak you in with them so you guys can play truth or dare 

bc yk. you’re kids. 

and y’all are going around and you just pick truth and someone asks what’s the biggest secret you’ve ever kept from us and they expect some dirty shit they’re nasty smh 

and then you straight up go “i can move things w my mind” 

and theyre like ok miss stop playin fr 

keep in mind it’s dark as hell in the dormitory and eerily quiet and you shift one of the chairs in there, and it squeaks loudly

yamamoto jumps and looks at you w so much fear in his eyes. “that wasn’t you” 

“bet?” 

and then suddenly all chairs are moving all at once and yamamato deadass screams 

kuroo’s shrugging like. “it’s just the wind,” like ur not in a closed off room w all the windows shut whatever u say sir <3 

lev’s like

gone into shock. seriously someone go get him water or something. 

when morning comes they’re all like hella scared to approach you except kenma and kuroo bc kenma— is in awe. kuroo — does not believe it. 

you’re kinda :( that they’re scared of you and you approach them after the day is over and just apologize, and tell them you didn’t mean to scare them and that you’d never hurt them or even consider it. 

they do a 180 bruh they just all go “awwwwww” and suffocate you in a group hug so you shove them all off for good measure lmao 

kuroo still doesn’t believe it until you save his ass in broad daylight and he’s like ok maybe it wasn’t fake so what sue me 

whenever there are training camps where other schools come they beg u to help them prank the boys 

especially bokuto and hinata 

and you do obviously 

it’s hilarious watching them scream as something moves slightly. you never do it that it’s suspicious just enough to be like did that happen or is my mind messing w me rn 

scarlet witch also has the ability to mess w people’s mind in the literal sense and whenever one of the boys pisses you off particularly you just make them see their biggest fear 

kenma asks you to reenact some of his favorite gameplays for him

it’s literally just roleplay and you couldn’t care less someone catches the two of you you’re no pussy you can admit when you’re having fun 

overall a very chaotic reaction 

they don’t treat you any different they’re just like 100x more hyped about who you are. like the fact that you’re their manager is already a blessing and now this !!! 

incredible <3333

[ivyglow]

I don’t want you like a best friend - Andre Burakovsky

A/n: Sooo, I wrote this as some kind of gift to my best friend because she loves Andre and she was trying to get me on his train (I guess she did?). She’s always hitting me with “no but you should definitely write about Tito/Andre”. Here’s your piece @skarsgardswiftie​ I hope you like it! <3 I love you sm Also, a huge shout out to @sebs-aston​ for proofreading this with such an attentive eye! You’re amazing, liv! 

Requested: yes / no

Word count: 1.9k 

Warnings: brief mention of alcohol 

Summary: you’re friends with Andre, but things are about to change after you create a TikTok account and start doing challenges that may lead to news between you and your favorite hockey player.

When it comes to capturing a moment you’re usually the person your friends think about, not simply because you’re always carrying a camera -mainly because of it-, but because you’re great with what you do -either photos or videos-. That’s also why your Instagram profile has more followers than an ordinary girl would and it’s the only place people can find you -besides e-mail-. However, that changed when your best friend -Callie- convinced you to create a TikTok account. You, of course, hated it, but she had the perfect opportunity -you were a bit tipsy, all your friends around, sunny weekend and so it goes. 

“Mikko, do you think I’m pretty?” You direct the camera to his face while looking expectantly. 

Saturday evening rolled around, the hot weather forcing your friends either to the inside of the pool or under the sunshade and their hands busy with cold drinks. It was a happy day, everyone was around, and you were enjoying the vacation. You had met half of the Hockey team as soon as you moved to Colorado and Erik, your and your brother’s hometown best friend decided you needed to know his crew and the city around. Six months later and you knew pretty much everyone and everything.

“Of course I think you’re pretty” he gives you a confused look before you turn to Tyson giggling.

“Josty, do you think I’m pretty?” you ask and he looks straight at the camera “I would give you 5 out of 10 cause you’re bro.”

You laugh and turn to Andre this time.

“Andre, do you think I’m pretty?” 

He seems taken aback by the question and unlike Tyson, he stares at you. “Of course you’re pretty.”

You keep to your task and last but not least is Nathan, he’s sitting at a table while working on some drinks and you take him by surprise by jumping in front of him. “Mac, do you think I’m pretty?”

He rolls his eyes playfully and turns his attention to you for some seconds before looking at his drink again, “I would one hundred percent date you if you were not my sisters’ best friend” 

And then your time is over. 

“So you’re a tiktoker now?” Erik sits beside you and Nathan just as you uploaded the video. He raises his eyebrows and you roll your eyes lightly, “you know I hate TikTok, but it’s fun, so…”

“She’s gonna end up famous there too”, Andre announces leaning his body on the table and motioning for Nathan to refill his drink. Your eyes roam on his big hands grasping the red cup, his cheeks red from the sun, and the way you could see his dimples when he smiled at you, his hair messy in a cute way. 

“Why do you think that?” now he has three pairs of curious eyes staring at him.

You almost chuckled when his point finger scratched his chin. His skin glowing, “I mean, you’re funny and cute…cute girls get famous on TikTok” he reasoned. 

“Is this your best, Burki?” Erik asks and for the way his lips were tight against each other you knew he wanted to laugh.

“C’mon, let them be,” Nathan said after giving the blond American a new cup, and before you could ask what was the matter Callie was calling you at the door. 

Your best friend started a rant about how she was going to get Chinese take-out for dinner and when you told her she should get Thai too -because it was Andre’s favorite- she started another rant about how you should tell him you’re in love and how it was cute the way you two functioned but also annoying. All you could do was savor your drink and mentally play a Taylor Swift song while she went on, “I mean it, y/n! Just tell him already…”

“Have you seen Andre?!” you whisper-scream to her and Callie sights rolling her eyes, “what about him?” 

Swallowing the last sip of your drink you start to draw doodles on the glass with your fingers, “I’m just y/n, he’s Andre Burakovsky”. You usually were not insecure about your looks, but it was Andre, and the fact that he was a famous and good-looking hockey player made you question how in heavens he would like you back. Hell, you were not even sure how you two ended up in such a close friendship, he always being so affectionate and listening to everything you had to say. Your friendship seemed like the most you could take from the interaction. You knew he was ‘just Andre’ too when all your friends were gathered, but being ‘just Andre’ was as amazing as being Andre Burakovsky the hockey player. 

“You’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever met, y/n, and I don’t mean considering only your looks, but everything. You’re funny, smart, and always so attentive with everyone, you listen to everything and always have nice things to say, don’t you ever doubt your value, you hear me?” Callie’s words make you sit up straight in the stall and your eyes water. 

“In my defense, this is not me crying, this is tipsy me having an emotional moment”, you joke and it’s seconds before the two of you are laughing the way you used to during a John Mulaney show. 

…

It was night when you unlocked your phone only to find a bunch of notifications from TikTok, some of the comments from fans about how happy the boys seemed, but most were about the way Andre looked at you when you asked the question. According to the most liked comment “this is clearly a friends to lovers, mutual pining, unaware love and slow-burn situation” which made you giggle but also replay the video a dozen times trying to figure out if there was really something there and you were the unaware one. 

Needless to say, you weren’t able to reach a conclusion, but it felt different when you excused yourself to take a shower after spilling wine in your shirt and you felt Andre’s eyes on you all the way to the stairs. His hands on your shoulders felt heavier and the way he was attentive whenever you needed a refill or wanted a bite of food seemed more intimate and caring than ever.

Hitting the shuffle button, you chose your Taylor Swift playlist before entering the shower. The cold water cooled you off a bit, it was almost like washing out part of the alcohol in your system, but your tipsy mind kept finding evidence that Andre liked you back. 

You went through your clothes finding a floral summer dress and sipping on your wine while brushing your hair. Your body was still feeling hot and at this point, you didn’t know if it was from the sun on your face or the alcohol in your system, but when you heard the first notes of “Dress” playing you knew you were going to do something stupid, especially because your cell phone was one arm away. If someone asked you where the idea came from you wouldn’t know what to answer, and usually thinking about how you didn’t have an answer was enough to make you give up on some stupid ideas...not this one though. 

Reaching for your phone you unlocked it and walked to the body-length mirror in the room you were sharing with Callie. It took less than 2 minutes to snap a picture and send it to him and it took him less than 1 minute to answer it.

‘Woah’

‘You liked it?’ you sent back

‘Yeah, you’re looking good, cutie’ he answered just as fast, before sending a red heart emoji.

‘I don’t want you like a friend’

‘and I only bought this dress so you could take it off’

It was the exact line Taylor was singing when you reached the send button. You saw the dots appearing and disappearing and your body sobered up even more than before. 

“Fuck!” you almost voiced. How would he look at you after this? Could you pretend you confused him with someone else? Of course not, he was the only Andre you knew! And everyone knew better you were not the bold flirty type.

That was it, your secret was spilled just like your wine on your shirt earlier, but now you wouldn’t be able to clean off the stain. 

Would he believe it if you told him it was a prank to your new TikTok account?

You were lost in your thoughts before three knocks on your door startled you. And there he was when you pushed the door open. Standing with his hands inside his pockets and his hair still messy, he stared at you. It took maybe five minutes before he spoke, but it felt like an eternity considering his intense eyes studying you.

“You’re looking even better this close” for some reason his voice is low like he didn’t want anyone to hear and pop the bubble of the moment. 

You feel your body getting hotter, pretty sure your face is turning even redder, so you reach your hands to both of your cheeks. That gets a giggle out of Andre and you instantly move them to your back, your eyes now staring at his bare feet. 

All you wanted to do was bury yourself on a rabbit hole until Andre lost his memory, or you lost yours. You were thinking about the possibility of a secret society -Alice in Wonderland style- inside the rabbit hole that you could live in forever when Burki extended his hand, his palm facing you, silently asking you to put your hand in his. So you did. And it was only a blink of an eye before his body was closer, almost touching yours.

“You’re not that drunk, are you?” he questioned. 

You shook your head no and he moved his hand to your waist as a message that maybe -and only maybe- he wanted to be close too. So you moved your right one to his large shoulders. 

“I’m glad you’re not drunk…” 

“I’m just a bit hot and bothered” and dying out of shame! You screamed inside your head. 

“Oh sure you are”, he replied with a small smile playing at the corner of his pink lips. Your brows raised in confusion and before you could ask, he answered, “hot. You’re hot”.

“Does it mean you’re gonna take my dress off?” you have no idea when you got so bold, but Andre seemed amused with everything. 

“No, not tonight. You’re not drunk, but you’re a bit tipsy, I don’t want to start things like this” his fingers are in your cheekbone and you lean into him. “I’m gonna kiss you though, can I?” 

His lips, so different from his hands, were soft and hot. They found yours timidly, exploring the space while his body welcomed yours closer, he took his time before his fingers were in your hair and his tongue caught your lips. 

It felt good.

Like never before. 

For some seconds you wished to be able to capture the moment and save it forever. Repeat it in your head every day. 

Andre played with the strings of your dress, slipping it off your shoulders and you got into your tiptoes to peck his lips one last time. 

“So...I take you really liked the dress?” 

“I actually like you, the dress is a bonus” he shrugs and you giggle before finding yourself wrapped in another kiss. 

[lunaastoir]

Heyhey! May I request a childe x reader where the reader simps for him but he doesn’t know? Like what if she was online best friends with the tsaritsa but the reader doesn’t know the tsaritsa is the tsaritsa so she constantly simps for childe to her. Like “OMG HE’S SO CUTE.” AND STUFF LIKE THAT. So since she’s like besties with the tsaritsa the cry archon decides to set her up? Thank you :>>>>

AAAAA NONNIE holds your hands gently this is so cute i love it :,) 

genshin doesn’t have internet/technology but for the sake of this ask shhhhhh we’re gonna pretend they do

i hope i interpreted your ask correctly, if i didn’t just lmk <3 

crack, fluFF- LOTS OF IT???

the tsaritsa’s meddling

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all you wanted were groceries. that was all you wanted. you were standing in line behind the stall as you counted the items you needed to get. salt, milk, sugar, fowl, what else? you were lost in thought as you prayed that you had enough mora to buy everything - god knows how hard eating is as an adventurer. which was why, when you dropped your precious mora, your mind immediately went into panic mode. not now, not now, please don’t let the line move, you begged internally. in hindsight maybe if your mora hadn’t dropped, maybe if you weren’t at your wits end as a broke adventurer, maybe if you had just bought those damn ingredients sooner, you wouldn’t be in this position. as you breathed a sigh of relief after collecting your money and returned your gaze back to the stall, the only thing you could do was stare. where...did everyone go? instead of simply turning around and fleeing which should’ve been your first instinct considering how deserted the place was, you stood there trying to process the information. that was, until you saw a head of auburn hair peak up out of the stall. startled, you almost dropped your mora again. as the tuft of hair gave way to a very tall, handsome, blue eyed man, your brain short circuited. 

oh god how you wished you had run when you had the chance. you imagined you must have looked quite comical; mouth hanging slightly open, the list of ingredients fisted in your hands while mora was hanging precariously from your fingers. after what seemed like an eternity, the man seemed to finally notice you. 

“oh hey, you must not have noticed but this stall is sold out for the fatui” 

the sentence accompanied with his signature smile practically brought you to your knees. that smile? aimed at you? you would be surprised if you weren’t drooling. 

determined to not look like an absolute idiot you flashed him a smile of your own before saying, “sorry my bad, i must not have been paying attention” while doing what little you can to get some semblance of balance. tuck the mora here, try to balance your list more gracefully, move that piece of hair from your face. 

his eyes surveyed your undoubtedly disheveled appearance, before making a quick decision. 

“what items do you want, i’m sure i can spare a few ingredients for someone as pretty as you” 

one blink. another blink. did he just call you pretty? oh my- 

“oh no, it’s really ok, i can just get these later - it’s not that important anyway” you lied through your teeth. you needed those ingredients or you were most likely going to starve on the road but he didn’t need to know that. 

“don’t worry about it, as a harbinger i’m sure my subordinates can overlook a few missing ingredients” he smoothly said before gesturing you towards him. 

“i’m childe by the way, if you didn’t know” his eyes flicked up to meet yours.

“y/n” you offered while handing him the list. 

as he looked over what you needed, you tried your best to keep your breathing steady while your mind raced. if you didn’t know? of course you knew who he was, who didn’t? you would know better than most considering how often you thirsted about him to your mutual. if anything, you should’ve been the one saying that line to him. as an adventurer, you tend to not spend much time in liyue harbor, chasing down ruin guards and running errands was how you would rather keep yourself busy. however, ever since you saw childe in liyue, sharing a pot of tea with zhongli of all people, you started swinging by the harbor more often. fascination was what kept you seeking him out wherever you went. you had heard about the infamous eleventh harbinger, supposedly the youngest of them, all while being quite easy on the eyes. you had brushed off all the talk you had heard to just that - talk. international affairs wasn’t something you cared for and if anything, seeing the fatui made you wary. however, your curiosity grew after seeing him whenever you were in town. you chalked up your eyes subconsciously seeking out his figure to the fact that he was just an interesting guy. nothing wrong with wondering about a peculiar fellow, right?  you went through excuses upon excuses until finally, you had concluded that perhaps, maybe, you had a little crush on him. tiny, you assured yourself. just a tiny crush on a very attractive man. 

that crush then trickled over to your time spent talking to your mutual. it started off with little hints of “oh there’s this guy i saw and i thought he was kinda cute” to full blown hysteria of “PLS SEND HELP HE LOOKED SO GOOD TODAY.” @cryogoddess definitely had a lot of patience putting up with your thirsts over a man she didn’t even have the name of. you felt horrible sometimes since more than half of your conversation was about the newest detail you had noticed about childe - however your protests on boring her were met with reassurances about how no, you weren’t boring her, and yes, this is the most lighthearted talk she’s had her entire day so please keep going. you weren’t exactly sure what this woman did, or even how old she was. all you knew was she was someone who was constantly stressed (maybe a fellow adventurer?) and she was quite honest (which you happened to appreciate). despite how busy she was, she seemed to always make time for your texts which made you feel like you could trust her with anything.

“is that all? do you need anything else?” childe’s voice interrupted your mental tirade as you owlishly looked at him. 

“oh! yes that’s fine thank you” you smiled before taking the bag from him. grabbing the mora, you rushed to hand out the correct amount before he stopped you. 

“don’t worry about it, it’s on the house” he laughed slightly before waving your mora away. 

it’s on the- excuse me? did he just give you all this for free? is this what fatui hospitality is like?  

rushing to close your mouth, you quickly recovered while slurring out a quick “thank you so much” before shouldering your bag. your brain was currently running on fumes and you were very sure that if you stayed there any longer you might just combust. 

“well, i’ll be off then, thank you again” you shot him another smile before quickly scurrying away. 

without turning back to look at his expression, you moved as fast as humanly possible while trying not to seem like you were about to jump out of your skin. you didn’t know what was more embarrassing, your thumping heart or the dopey smile on your face. there was no way you were ever going to get over this, not with the way he looked at you the entire time. sighing, you put your bag down near a bench and pulled out your phone. at least you had an update for your friend that consisted of something other than just mindless thirsts. 

your mind was still reeling over from what happened as you texted her with shaking hands. the reply was immediate: “wow, you finally got up the courage to talk to him huh.” you rolled your eyes playfully at her blunt message. “bY ACCIDENT- IT HAPPENED BY ACCIDENT,,, guess he couldn’t keep himself away from this sexiness 😩” another blunt reply: “right.” smiling softly, you responded: “thanks for hyping me up bestie i really appreciate it <3 ok but maybe childe and i belong together??? is this a sign from the archons???” you stared waiting for her reply, however you were met with a read 8:45 pm. you’re lucky i love you bestie, leaving me on read during my crisis you whispered to yourself as you shouldered your bag once again to head home. at least you won’t be starving tomorrow on your commissions. 

as soon as you entered your house, your phone lit up. “wait. as in childe, eleventh of the fatui harbingers, also known as tartaglia, feared by many on the battle field, currently stationed in liyue, major pain in the ass, and is currently ignoring some of his paperwork???” - @cryogoddess. your eyebrows furrowed as you read her message, “yes that’s him but why do you sound so freaked out and how do you know sm abt him?” another notification: “i can’t believe you’ve been thirsting to me abt CHILDE.” you: “KDJKSFJ YOU DIDNT ANSWER MY QUESTION - also??? i thought i told you his name did i not??? 😀” her: “no??? wow this definitely is...interesting” you: “BESTIE ANSWER MY QUESTION DO YOU KNOW HIM???” her: “i’ve gotta go, work is calling.” 

you sighed in frustration as you tossed your phone on your bed. why was she so freaked out? you weren’t dumb, you knew there was something she wasn’t telling you but you trusted her enough to know she’ll let you know if it was important. you wondered as you pulled the covers over your head, if you’ll meet childe in your dreams and if you do, hopefully, in a less embarrassing scenario. 

the next morning, you awoke to a barrage of texts from none other than @cryogoddess. they were all along the lines of you should go to bubu pharmacy and stock up on medication this evening (i heard they’re having a sale). you responded back with a maybe, if you had time today after your commissions and if xiangling didn’t stop by with some food. however, your mutual made you promise you would visit in the evening, even if it’s just for a few minutes. you gave in because a) you never could say no and b) she made it sound like it was urgent so maybe she was obsessed with medicine? hmmm you would have to figure out where she lived so you could send some to her. 

you walked toward bubu pharmacy while tiredly sheathing your weapon, loosely taking in your surroundings. kids playing near the pond, teenagers chatting at the steps, adults keeping a watchful eye over their kids while laughing about the day’s events. your eyes studied the sign outside of bubu pharmacy. sale? what sale? there doesn’t seem to be anything regarding a sale?

“y/n?” a mildly familiar voice called your name. you whipped around looking for whoever uttered those words before your eyes fell on none other than one blue eyed harbinger. he was holding a few silk flowers in his hand as he stared at you with a sheepish smile. 

“hi” you stuttered out. your mind was blank, what was happening? 

“oh sorry, these are for you. i don’t mean to make you uncomfortable but i heard that you might be interested in me? you caught my eye at the stall yesterday, so i was wondering if you would want to grab lunch from the third-round knockout and then go watch the sunset at mt. tianheng? there’s this really cool trick i can do with my hydro vision where i can make the sunlight dance across the waypoint.” 

you stared at him as you wordlessly took the silk flowers from his hands. the golden light of the setting sun cast his face in a beautiful sheen, softly showing off the gentle blush on his cheeks and the brilliant blue of his eyes. his auburn hair seemed to grow alive at the touch of the fiery light and all you could do was stare. 

childe’s confidence seemed to wane with every passing second that you gazed at him, open mouthed, so he decided to save himself the embarrassment before hesitantly opening his own mouth. 

“yes, i would love to” you quickly said. you smiled gently up at him. 

“i would love to watch the sunset with you” 

you felt your cheeks burning up as you looked at him with soft eyes. when he returned your expression with a dazzling smile of your own, you could feel yourself relax. yes, your heart rate was off the chart right now, but you were content. the sunset, childe, and the silk flowers was something you never knew you needed, but were glad you got. you had enough time later to worry about the oncoming mortification of how he found out you liked him. 

a single notification appeared in your phone as the two of you walked laughing towards the mountain. 

“you’re welcome <3″

BONUS: 

“i know i’m too sexy for you to not fall in love with me” childe sighed dramatically as he leaned against you for support as the two of you went up the stairs. 

you promptly rolled your eyes and pushed him down the steps as you walked ahead with his protests falling on deaf ears. 

[oikawaplssteponme]

okay I LOVE SOULMATE AU'S so imma send two requests cause why not

first one letter d. damage. with bakugou 🥺👉👈 perhaps not entirely like the list but in which the reader feels the pain as well (?) so whenever he uses his quirk the reader feels the explosions!! could be them finally meeting in U.A. (reader in class 1A or they're in general studies whichever you think it's best!) and fluff of coursee

uhhhh I guess that's it for the first one, if you want more details just say so!!! 🤩🥺 I'll send a second ask with the other one 👉👈. 🌺.anon

hi again anon!! i loved writing your requests so thank you for sending them in ☺️💕

~

Damage

pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x reader

warnings: some swearing, mentions of injuries

genre: fluff

a/n: because i couldn’t help myself i had Hatsume make an appearance (i just love her sm hehehe). also i sorta changed it to wear the quirk causes the damage and they can feel their soulmate’s quirk. enjoy xx

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It started as little shocks. You felt your palms get sweaty, and start to spark. It was a strange sensation. At first, these explosions spurring out from your hands didn’t hurt too much. Then they got stronger by no fault of your own. The residue from these detonations took a toll on your hands. Your quirk had nothing to do with explosions, so why did your body seem to exert this kind of force?

Then you remembered.

Soulmates.

You feel whatever they feel. Whatever kind of damage they go through, you will too.

You assumed that your soulmate had to have some kind of explosive power, and was in constant training. They must be on the track to becoming a Pro Hero, or they had anger issues at the very least.

You were a third-year at UA High. You were in the general studies course, working alongside your best friend, Mei Hatsume, in the student workshop. You didn’t have the flashiest quirk but it was good for what you intended on doing with your life. You wanted to work with Hero’s at their agencies. You were quick with numbers and had a quirk that involved elevated intelligence. So any Hero would trust you with the logistics of Hero work.

“If I have to make that Izuku kid one more of these leg paddings I am going to lose my mind. Plus Ultra does not mean break my babies every two minutes,” Hatsume groaned. You laughed.

“Well, when we have our evaluations you can tell him that.”

“How many students do you have tomorrow?” asked Hatsume.

“I think about ten from class 3A. I finished all of their spreadsheets and costume improvements. Tomorrow I’ll just have to show them,” you explained.

Depending on quirk and commitment, certain students from outside the Hero Course were chosen to provide assistance to those in the Hero course. You were chosen to create advanced training plans, after crunching a few numbers, that will show these future Hero’s what they need to do to improve and stay on track. It was a way to show your skills to hiring agencies as well, as you can take some credit for your classmate’s success.

“I’ve got the rest of that class too for tomorrow. That's why I have to make Izuku these new pads,” she huffed. You chuckled.

“At least you know some of them by name. I barely know their names of mine and I’ve gone to school with them for three years.”

“A lot of them aren’t worth remembering,” joked Mei.

“Well, I’m gonna get some sleep before a long day tomorrow. See ya.” You packed up your things and left for the dorms.

As you were leaving, you looked over at your arm. A bruise began to form.

Great.

Then came the explosions. You would keep our arms out to avoid them from hitting your face and just let the explosions run their course.

“Can my soulmate be calm for two seconds?” You mumbled to yourself before continuing your walk to the dorms.

~

It was the morning of evaluations and you were running down to the training ground to meet your group. Your arms bruised and beaten from your soulmate’s own damage. They were sore as you carried the large stacks of papers. The Hero Course students awaited your arrival.

“Sorry I’m late you guys! I had to make sure I had everything. Okay, so these are your personalized spreadsheets to help with training. Um, who is Mina Ashido?”

“Me!” said the pink haired girl. You handed her the folder. You continued giving each student their specified folder.

“Uh, Katsuki Bakugou?” You called at last. A blond boy with spiked hair raised his hand. You handed him his folder, accidentally locking eyes with him. He had beautiful red eyes. He noticed you too.

Wait he’s cute.

“Oh uh sorry…” you mumbled, snapping back into reality. Bakugou nodded, taking the folder and walking away, his hand on the back of his head.

“So after you’ve looked over your training plan you can feel free to start putting things into practice out here or use the inside facility. Let me know if you have any questions,” you announced. Most of the students went inside, a few stayed and spread out among themselves.

“Hey! Y/N!” a voice called. You turned around to see the blond boy again.

“Bakugou right? What’s up?” You asked.

“Why did you cross this out?” he asked. He pointed to his self-evaluation that you asked everyone to fill out when creating their trading plans.

“Because for goals you wrote: ‘beat Deku’. I don’t know what a ‘deku’ is so I can’t really help you plan for that,” you explained. Bakugou chuckled.

“It’s a person.” You felt a wave of embarrassment.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so stupid,” you sighed.

“It’s fine. Hopefully whatever crap you wrote in here helps me beat him,” he said.

“I can add more to it if you’d like. What’s your quirk again?” you asked, taking the folder from his hands.

“Explosions.”

Your heart dropped to the ground. There’s no way it could be him, after all, lots of people have explosive quirks. What are the odds that you go to the same school as you? You looked down at his folder. There is was.

Katsuki Bakugou. Quirk: Explosions. Using his nitroglycerin sweat, he is able to create powerful explosions from the palms of his hands.

How could you have missed this? Well, you did write most of the training plans while on only one hour of sleep, so the idea of a possible soulmate must’ve slipped your mind.

“You good?” he asked. You nodded violently.

“Yup yup, all good. Do you mind standing over there?” You pointed to the middle of the field. Bakugou did as he was told.

“Okay, uh, blast me one of your explosions,” you ordered. Bakugou smirked.

“I thought you’d never ask…”

Bakugou adjusted his stance and began to fly himself up with his explosions. He blasted himself through the air before landing in front of you. You looked down at your own hands, waiting for something to happen. Nothing did.

“How was that?” grinned Bakugou.

“Pretty good. I calculated better strategies for air dynamics so why don’t you try-”

*BOOM*

You had blasted yourself into the air, imitating the same pattern that Bakugou had just performed. Your hands burning with each explosion.

“SHIT SHIT SHIT- I DON’T KNOW HOW TO LAND!” you yelled. Bakugou’s eyes widened. He ran toward you as you fell back onto the ground, catching you safely.

Your face burned as you looked up at him. He smiled.

“I figured my soulmate would have handled my quirk better by now,” he joked. You sighed.

“You should be grateful that the most damage I’ve done to you is giving you a paper cut.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll take you to Recovery Girl to bandage you up then take you out. How that dumbass?” smiled Bakugou. You smiled back, ruffling his hair.

“Sounds good soulmate.”

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Hey hey it’s lap anon again so first of all bi squad assemble! Also here to send in another request because I have nothing else to do *bites lip* anyways could I get Muichiro post regaining memories having someone confess to him

yesyes, and please forgive me for making this depressing. (I had to rewrite this sm times.)

❦Those memories ❦ Muichiro X Reader (TW-Gore

❦

Muichiro found himself awakening in a bed. Sunlight shining in the windows of the room he was in. He didn’t feel the pain his body was in, though when he saw bandages he knew it was bad. Soon the people of the butterfly estate came in and told him to lay back so they could ask questions. 

They kept asking until they hit memory, his memory was blank asides his name and job, and some people. He saw a look of worry and pain went over some of their faces. He didn’t understand why but asked if he could go home. They didn’t agree at first but let him.

❦

He got lost a few times but figured the way home. He found himself passing a garden along the way. He approached a bench and for a second saw someone sitting there, though that person was gone as soon as he blinked. He sighed, did not think much of it and looked at the clouds. Then he heard a voice shout out behind him,

“Muichiro, you’re awake now.”

“Oh yeah I guess.” 

“You were out for a few weeks, nobody knew if you’d wake up.”

“Oh well, I’m going home now, bye.”

He walked off before the person could say anything else.

❦

When he walked into his home he saw a shrine for someone he didn’t know, or so he thought. On it there were two letters and a haori and some other things. He found himself picking up one of the letters, the most worn out one. He felt his eyes follow the neat handwriting,

“Dear Mui, 

I do hope it’s ok I call you that. We just had a mission and I thought this was the best way to thank you for helping me. It truly means a lot that you saved me from the demon and helped me get proper help afterwards. I really hope to repay you one day. Maybe we can watch the clouds and birds in a garden I like to sit at.

Anyways my name is (y/n) I was just informed you have a bad memory. I promise to do my best to maybe help it get better. I heard sometimes items can trigger memories, I’m not to sure though. Maybe one day we can find out. Though if you ever need me you can find me at the garden.

With kindness, (y/n)”

❦

Mui looked up, finding himself at the garden from earlier. He was confused as his body moved on it’s own to the bench. It was like he was waiting for someone. He glanced down and saw the letter still in hand, though it looked nicer, neater.

“Mui! You came! I was worried I’d have to come get you.”

“Oh hello, are you (y/n)? I got this letter and it said I’d find you here.”

“Yep, that’s me, are you doing ok, I know a few herbs that can help ease pain.”

“I’m fine, it doesn’t hurt that much anyways.”

“Well, that's good.”

Then a crow was heard flying to them saying the other had a mission.

“Oh my, well it was good officially meeting you Mui! See you around!”

He found himself watching as the figure faded, a feeling forming in his chest. Soon he made his way home. Letter in hand.

❦

Soon Mui found himself shaking off that memory, still not understanding what was going on. Though the letter seemed lighter. Out of the corner of his eye he swore he saw the girl sitting at the table. He walked to the table, it seemed cold. He didn’t plan on eating but felt an urge to, like someone was nagging him to.

❦

The next morning Mui found himself standing at the shrine. The first letter neatly placed back. He knew this person was dead, but why did he have a shrine placed for them. As he reached to pick the letter he saw a crow that wasn’t his at the window. He saw it to be the one from the memory. It had a small rock in its feet. It ignored him and placed it on the shrine. On top of the first letter. 

Soon the crow left, he decided it would be best he didn’t though the commotion seemed to misplace the second letter. He ended up picking it up and started to read it.

“Dearest Mui,

I just wanted to say these few weeks have been amazing to get to know you. You’ve helped me change my perspective on everything. You’ve helped me learn to feel feelings again. That’s something I never thought would happen. I hope you liked the treats I had my crow drop off along with this letter. 

But please meet me by the garden bench today. I have something to ask of you.

With love, (y/n)”

❦

Mui looked up and was back at the garden. Sitting on the bench. The sun was setting clouds in the sky, it seemed like a cheesy romance movie setting. Then he felt two hands grab his shoulders with a laugh.

“Mui! I’m so glad you made it. I really wanted to tell you this for a while.”

“Go on (y/n), I’m listening”

“So I’ve liked you for a while, I like liked you. I don’t know how to say this without being really straight forward but, I love you Mui, romantically, I understand if you don’t feel the same.”

Before he could respond the figure of them was faded out and gone. He was fast forward to a date setting and saw himself gift them a haori, the one at the shrine. As the stood and spun with it.

“Thank you so much Mui! I’ll wear it forever.”

❦

Mui found himself on the floor. The window cracked open letting fresh air in. Just what he needed.  As he stood by the crow had returned, another rock. He watched silently as it put another rock on the letter. It was like the crow knew these memories had returned. He pondered about how he had a lover, yet forgot about them.

It felt like he was having someone hug him. He started to wonder if their spirit was with him, begging for him to remember like they promised he would. Soon he saw some of the pillars come up. He planned on acting like he was asleep so they would leave. Soon he truly feel asleep

❦

It’s been days and he still hadn’t touched the haori. Not wanting it to show a memory. He tried his best to figure out who it was but whenever he asked he’d get a pitiful look. Soon he decided that it was time to go and try fixing it. 

❦

He held the haori in hand, there was tears, rough sewing jobs, and it showed wear. Soon he turned it over and he got dizzy, this wasn’t like the other memories he had returned. It felt like he was under water. He felt himself fall back but before he hit the ground he felt two hands support the back of his head.

❦

Soon he found himself walking next to the person, a small jump in their step, along with holding their hand. Chatting about the demon they were sent to kill. It managed to kill almost every slayer before them. The ones who came back never talked about it so the both of you got sent in. 

❦

Soon the duo reached a village, if you could call it that. Some homes burned down, others in pieces. Then they heard a child crying in the distance, but something seemed off. Mui found himself looking at (y/n)’s face as they tried putting two and two together. It wasn’t adding up. They both decided to near the voice but stay hidden, out of view from it. 

It was good they did, in place of the child was a demon. It seemed to be weaker. They watched as it got frustrated and mumbled to itself, then it mocked another voice, one of the slayers that was never found. Mui looked over to his partner's hiding spot, they knew the voice. They knew that the demon had killed them. As they looked over at Mui they gave a signal to not work together no matter what.

Then out of nowhere the demon attacked the area (y/n) was in. Mui watched horrified as their body flew into a wall, unmoving. He watched as the demon licked their blood, a wicked smile growing onto its face. Then it mocked their voice, trying to lure anyone else out, saying sweet lies that they were ok, and the demon was gone. Mui wanted to go, but his body wouldn’t move. Soon as always in these memories it moved on its own. 

He used his breathing style to confuse the demon, so it couldn’t pinpoint him. Then a mock started to happen,

“What are you doing, the demon isn’t dead yet!”

“We need to work together! Come on!’’

Mui pinpointed the demon and slayed it, the mist barrier falling as the head did. Mui watched as the demon processed it lost. The tear falling that it wasn’t able to win. Then how it looked at Mui caring for his partner. The demon wished hers was like that. She remembered that her partner was nearby. She wanted to warn them but couldn’t because the two were gone and so was she. When she opened her eyes she was united with her true love, saying they’d go to hell if that means they could be together.

❦

Soon Mui found himself helping his partner walk, they managed to break a bone or two in the damage. He never knew of the eyes that watched them stroll past at night. The eyes filled with hatred. Not until it was too late. Not until they were attacked that night four weeks ago.

To his eyes it happened too fast. He found himself stuck, unable to move; it happened in slow motion his own breathing style used to kill the one he loved most. Another pillar came in and took over, he rushed to his lovers side and helped them. He didn’t know how injured he was, he just saw theirs. Soon everything went dark.

❦

Mui awoke back in a bed. He panicked wanting to know everything. The memories are still fresh in his mind. He rushed into the hallway looking for someone. Once he was able to catch up with them he said he needed to talk to someone soon. He was told he needed to go back to sleep but ignored and kept going, he needed answers. He knew he’d find them at home.

Once he opened the door what was there shocked him. The shrine stood, three rocks. One on each item and a final letter.

“Dear Mui,

If you have gotten this it means I have passed on. Please don’t wait for me, don’t hold a grudge. I know I left too soon for us but it’s what fate has planned. Maybe in another life we'll be together again. I promise no matter what I’ll be watching over. Just take care of yourself.

Your lover, (y/n)”