#His Ideal date is that he just hangs out and flirts with a cute girl with absolutely no intentions to do anything past that

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Seifuku No Joou-sama - By Hanamatsu Ayaka (7.5/10)

Controversy and ped*******. It doesn't get much worse or more gross than this. I avoided this one for a long time, but then I finally bit the bullet and read the ending. It's good. This isn't just a weird fetish story. It's a solid warning. There are bad adults in the world. Some people don't care if they ruin your life, even if you're a child.

Futaba is a high school boy who developed a leg fetish, and masochistic desires, when he was fairly young. His childhood was ok. He's a happy boy, most of the time. He feels guilty about being different. He wants to talk about girls with his classmates, but his classmates want kisses, and he wants to be stepped on.

He gets lost in the internet. He joins BDSM chat rooms. He starts lying about his age and he infiltrates adult spaces. He's got nowhere else to go. Nowhere to vent. Nobody who understands him. He goes through an unhealthy amount of teen angst. He's angry and he looks down on his fellow students.

Nako is a side character in his life. She's a boring girl. She confesses but he rejects her, because he's too wrapped up in his identity as a masochist to think about dating. Casual dating is too boring for him. Futaba rushes. He throws himself into the ideal relationship he's been fantasizing about. It's not healthy. He has a BDSM partner. A twenty five year old office worker. Akane is one of the most evil characters I've seen in a shoujo manga. She knows Futaba is a minor. She knows he is obsessed with her, because she encouraged said obsession, but she says he's too high maintenance for her. She isn't nice about it either. She says there's no chance for romance between them, and she just wanted a cute pet.

Sick.

Nako, the girl he rejected, is actually our main heroine. She's a normal teenage girl, who is willing to change to make her crush happy.

She gets more than she bargained for.

Nako sees Futaba begging. He cries and kisses Akane's feet, but she refuses to keep him as her pet.

Nako kinda snaps, and she goes down a toxic path for a while.

She works hard to be a good and dedicated BDSM mistress. At first she doesn't even enjoy it. She just wants to change. She doesn't want to be quiet and boring, but then Futaba is actually helpful. He's a very courteous and enthusiastic submissive partner. His playful attitude sucks her in, and she falls for him all over again.

She's clingy too.

She doesn't mind.

This sums up their relationship pretty well. Nako isn't a cute, innocent girl. She's very repressed, and she enjoys having power over her crush. He's all about consent and he gives it to her, so that's totally fine.

Akane is going to hell.

I would rip this woman to shreds if I saw her in public in real life.

She doesn't completely cut contact with Futaba. She even has the audacity to hang out with his new girlfriend, Nako. Like it's normal to hang out with highschoolers. She even flirts with Nako it's slimy. She acts like a knowledgeable senior, but she is an actual predator who should be in jail. The author does not shy away from this. Akane says manipulative bullshit to mess with the new relationship. Nako becomes more confident, so her "aren't you jealous?" crap doesn't work, but Akane does not stop acting like a douche. Every time she's on screen she's openly horrid. It's nauseating.

Nako gets better at BDSM play, and Futaba starts to doubt his own happiness. He's in a real, consenal relationship with someone his age. She's affectionate when they're not doing BDSM. She tries to make him feel better when he puts himself down. It's really obvious that his one-sided relationship with Akane killed his confidence.

He tries to break up with her, because she's too good for him. He can't. Nako filmed him while he was licking Akane in public. She uses it to blackmail him. This actually works quite well.

Nako isn't an innocent child in need of protection. She does actually want to be his mistress. Her boldness shows him he's scared of nothing. Nako wants to date him, unlike Akane. It's really that simple.

School life goes pretty well for them. Everybody knows they're a BDSM couple. Some people don't approve, but really, it's none of their business.

The ending is pretty dumb though. Nako unbuttons her school uniform to reveal leather clothes, in front of a bunch of their classmates, to prove she's ready to commit. She says she was embarrassed before, but she never thought Futaba was disgusting. Not once.

She shows off her mistress outfit to prove it.

(Akane cheated on Futaba by the way. She had another man while she was playing with a high schooler. She also doesn't stop asking Nako "why aren't you jealous???" until the bitter end. Well, I'll tell you why fuckface. "Dating" you sucked. Dating Nako for real is awesome, so forgetting about your toxic pedo ass didn't take long. Get. Over. It.)

[deafearsdiary]

Unrealistic Mannerisms

Being a hopeless romantic leaves too much room for my imagination to run wild. Maybe it was all of the TV or the movies that I grew up watching that paved the way for my blueprint of love. Or maybe it was when I discovered romance novels, and drowned in vivid details describing the love between two fictional characters. And I know that it's also just part of my DNA that makes me want to swoon desperately at anything that's connected to making my heart flutter. Whatever the reason, the end result is that it feeds my imagination.

Now, of course it's always ideal that the woman is emotional, and you expect her to gush at everything. To be open and straightforward with how she feels. To fall deeply for a man, and become seemingly psychotic because of how he makes her feel. We all know how the story goes, but I love to think of how a man is that way for a woman. Because it is less common. We don't usually get to witness the man in love. We don't get to witness the first stages of him losing his sanity for a woman, or how long it lasts. We don't see the things that set him off, or the stuff that makes him smile. The things that make his heart flutter. But, lucky for you I think about it all the time. I think about what a man falling in love would be like. Let me paint you a picture...

Their meeting was unintentional; coincidental. Let's say they are both friends of mutual friends, to keep it simple. You meet her and think, "damn, she's gorgeous". But you keep it cool. She smiles at you, and you try to ignore that strange feeling you get in your stomach. You're not usually like this, so you think it's nothing. Just another woman you're attracted to that you can bang and forget about. As your hangout continues, you're noticing more and more amazing things about her. Her laugh is cute and contagious. Her smile, also contagious but sexy as hell. You got close enough to her to think, "God, she smells amazing." She's a great conversationalist and you could listen to her talk for hours, just for an excuse to stare at those sexy ass lips. When you guys engage in conversation, you can't help but want to flirt with her. But she beats you to it. She teases and her questions are intriguing. She's witty, and obviously intelligent. "Lord, where have they been hiding this girl?", is what you think after you leave.

Days go by and you want to stop thinking about her, but you can't. You start thinking of the ways that you want to make love to her, but usually when these fantasies start, they end there. This time, they keep going. And suddenly, you're thinking of things to do on dates. Anything to hear her laugh again, see her smile. You do your best to get in touch with her and make yourself relevant in her life. All while trying to act cool. But you're anything but that when you're with her. She's so different from what you're used to, but you can't help but gush over her. She's makes you nervous. Makes you second guess yourself. You feel clumsy around her, and you've never been clumsy your whole life. You barely know her, but she makes you want to be the best man in the world for her. Time passes and it's still all about her. Even though your regular life had a rotation of girls, that rotation feels different now that she exists in your world. All of a sudden you're dissatisfied. So you can't help but focus on her.

You muster up courage to hang out with her. You take all of your guts to lean in for a kiss with her, and it's the best first kiss you've ever had. You can't stop thinking about it, about her. It replays over and over in your mind, and you get this feeling in your body that you've never experienced before. In your arms, hands, legs, stomach...heart. It's not normal for you for a girl to make you feel so out of your element. Usually your the catch. Able to forget about the girl right after you get your nut, but not this one. This one treats you differently. Where did she even come from, honestly?

For days after your first kiss you were confident she'd be on you like white on rice. Like they usually are. Calling you, texting you, "needing" to see you again. But not her. Wasn't it as amazing for her as it was for you? "Get it together, man!" is all you tell yourself for weeks, when you can't stop thinking about her. And then you give in and hit her up again. She sounds so breezy and beautiful on the phone you can't understand how she's holding it together so much better than you.

After months of it being just you two day in and day out, she finally asks you the big question. She uses the L word. The one your allergic to and too scared to even think about. Your first thought is "yes, of course I do", and it comes lightening quick. But that freaks you out. So you hesitate, but give an answer that's honest but not too honest. She didn't like your answer and you can tell it saddened her. Damn it, you messed up. She pulls back from you and that kills you. You don't understand why you can't just be upfront with her and completely blunt. You know that you want her to know that you're in love with her and have been probably since the first conversation you had with her. She's the most beautiful woman you've laid eyes on. Yeah you've seen some fine women, but something about all those other woman turned you off. But not her. Everything about her is right. Everything about her makes you feel giddy like a child and horny like a cat in heat. Her voice, her laugh, her eyes, her lips, her nose, that she thinks is too big but you find adorable. Her hair, man oh man, her hair. And don't even get started on her body. She's insecure about so much of it but you can't understand how, because it's magnificent. She has the type of figure that makes you want to look at her when she does any and everything. She has a walk that's confident and beautiful. She can make anything look good, and does on a daily basis.

Eventually, you caught onto the fact that she isn't the type of woman that will wait for you to grow up and be vulnerable for her. She wants to be with a man that is willing to do what you won't. That fuels a type of jealousy you didn't know was in you. A couple of times she tried to move on, but you wouldn't let that fly. You had to intimidate a couple of guys, and lie to a few more. You aren't proud of it, but you knew you couldn't lose her. And then, she gets away. She confessed her love but you couldn't put your pride to the side for this amazing love that has become your life. To her, she doesn't matter to you, so she went to someone that cared. It crushed you. You couldn't show it cause you knew you messed up bad. Even one "I told you so" would've made you lose it. Every single song that had to do with love reminded you of her. It got so bad you even talked to your mom about her. Trying to figure out what to do. You hope that she'll come back one day, and if she does, you vow to not let her slip through your fingers again. And then, after what seemed like a millenium, it happens.

The day that you thought would never come. She's a free agent, and by God, she's still got a thing for you. You have no idea how, because you know you messed up big time, but then you settle on, because she's amazing that's how. And she's your soul mate so that other douche bag would never make her happy the way you can. You guys get back to talking and after all of this time, she still can read you like a book. She still makes you nervous. She still gives you a type of happiness that is unmatched. So what do you do?

While you guys were apart you got yourself into a pretty serious entanglement. You sort of gave up on love and just let life handle you since she left, so now you're in a bit of a pickle. But she's free now, so what do you do?

You know that you still mess up here and there, but you also know three strikes and you're out. And you're on your second one, so what do you do? She won't deal with being mistreated. She knows she deserves queen treatment, and that's what you want to give her. You're afraid you can't change, but does that matter when your life is on the line? And then she opens up a window for you. You can't lie to yourself, you saw it coming. It seemed strange, and kind of all of a sudden, like how you guys met, but there were definitely signs.

She still makes you feel the way she always has. And did she get more beautiful? Is that even possible? This entanglement you're in is starting to look very 'neither here nor there', and you know that you would drive to the ends of the Earth or wrestle a bear for a ticket back to paradise. You know what you want. You even know how to get it. You have to figure out if you're ballsy enough. And by God, you just might be.

So, what are you going to do?

[infranu]

Hi there! May I possibly request some fluffy romantic headcabons of Sabo with his s/o, please? Thank you very much! Please stay awesome!

↳ A/N - tysm for requesting, I hope you enjoy what I came up with and you stay amazing! ♡ ⨯

Pairing ⨯ sabo x reader ⨯

Tw : none

Word count : ⌗0.4k ♡

His ideal way of spending his time with you whenever he gets breaks; Late movie nights, yes pls. He either lets you lay down in his chest or if he’s tired him in yours. Cuddle or have small talks after the movie ends.

He will also bring you small gifts that he knows you will like whenever he’s out on missions. Mostly always flowers, other times books and even cute music boxes that play beautiful melodies when opened.

When both of you are out on a mission together hell breaks loose but it’s fine because as long as you apologize to Koala everything is all good…maybe..

Mostly always flirting and not paying attention to Koalas directions, information or answering her calls. Sabo ends up making an excuse like; “If we seem like a normal couple no one will suspect us.” And although Koala hates it he has a point. This makes time for you and Sabo to have small little dates while looking out for the enemy and it has worked many times.

small walks with you around Baltigo/Peachy Island (Momoiro) while holding hands. Specially around the beach in the sand. AND specially during sunsets because it’s more romantic and cuter and he wants to show his love for you during these times.

compliments you frequently even if it’s small things like your hair, for being brave, etc. Compliment him back pls!! This man grew his hair out because he’s insecure of his scar so compliment the tears out of him, he’s precious!! <3

Have I mentioned, he loves to see you flustered so expect a lot of flirty comments, neck kisses or embarrassing and suggestive replies when saying something even more suggestive. He finds it funny but cute.

Makes excuses to hang out with you before you started dating him and still does after starting to date. Even if it’s just small activities around the revolutionary or with Koala and Hack. Koala knows what he’s doing so he gets all blushy blushy when she points it out in front of you immediately refusing.

One last thing, for valentines he makes a whole special day. Just you and him, going around all places. Or probably makes you do a scavenger hunt so follow notes that say “Beginning of your journey! Clue #1 — look for a certain girl with a newsboy cap there you may find your next clue” or something like that. By the end a small dinner by the beach while the sunset is in view would be the final price.

[shadamyheadcanons]

If you’re still doing the thing with the characters, I’d really like to know what your headcanons are regarding Silver? Also, canon be damned, Shadow being Silver’s dad is adorable.

I’m not really the type to put time limits on prompts like this, so anyone’s free to ask. Forever. Unless I specifically tell you to stop.

Send me the name of a character and I will tell you my:

1: sexuality headcanon

Bisexual. Have I ever felt he was flirting with a male character? No. Have I ever shipped him with a guy? No. But as I read in a YouTube comment once: “Bi silver is the least surprising thing in the world.”

2: otp

I’ve never seen him with anyone but Blaze. I like how they’re on the same deep, intense wavelength, but she still finds him endearing. I’m glad they completely broke all logic and put her with him in Sonic ’06.

3: brotp

Blaze again. They’re that good of a match.

4: notp

Never thought about it. I see him shipped with so few characters. I sometimes see him in polyships with Shadow, so I guess I’d say those two. I can’t help but see them as relatives, canon be damned. I’m less bothered by Silvamy, particularly as a one-sided crush, because the case for her being his ancestor is weaker.

5: first headcanon that pops into my head

Going along with my (canonically false) idea that he’s a Shadamy descendant and knows it, it’s weird and unnerving to him anytime he sees Amy fawn over Sonic. No matter how uncomfortable it makes him, though, he knows he has to let things play out on their own, so he kind of just hangs back and cringes.

6: one way in which I relate to this character

I’m easily swayed by others. Dedication to one’s ideals is a great trait to have, but it can lead to naivete, which can be dangerous, something I’m sure Silver would agree with. I’ve gotten better at resisting that as I’ve matured. Hopefully he will, too.

7: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character

I’m sure a lot of people would talk about how he’s easily manipulated, but I’m more bothered by his ridiculous quill style. Does he do that on purpose? How much control do hedgehogs have over that? Are his just unruly? Is that the style hundreds of years in the future? Do you think he knows? Idk. The back is perfectly fine, but the front...god. It’s alright in shots where it’s more swept-back, but when he’s standing still and it sticks up? It’s been said that it looks like a face-palm. I don’t disagree with that analysis.

8: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

He is the very embodiment of a cinnamon roll. Just...god. Watch this video. His dialogue; the way Sonic’s trash talking goes over his head because he’s just a genuine, sweet boy who’s spent too much time saving his future to learn how to talk to people; his clumsy, endearing attempts to plant a garden; the way he was absolutely floored by the “beauty” of a desert; how the poor guy flailed like he’d never been hugged before when Amy met him--he’s just such a cute, awkward, lovable character! Why don’t I write this guy more often...?

For those who need more context for the “Silver is a Shadamy descendant” thing, check out my SDS tag. You want to know what I think actually happened? Some of the writers sincerely thought Silver was or could have been descended from Shadow and acted accordingly. Some of the more convincing evidence for this: Ian Flynn flat-out said he thought Silver was a shadamy kid, tongue-in-cheek or not, and Shadow and Silver are Lancelot and Galahad (father and son) in SatBK. We know the writers cared about which knights were who: Gawain was particularly loyal to Arthur, mirroring Sonic and Knuckles’ close friendship; Percival was said to have spent some time dressed as a girl, aligning with Blaze’s gender; and Lancelot was Arthur’s biggest rival by which I mean he cucked Arthur by sleeping with his wife, an implication Sega had to dodge by conspicuously NOT making Amy the Guinevere to Sonic’s Arthur in the ONE game where she finally gets a date with him, and that’s absolutely hilarious to me. The sheer potential of shadamy is so strong that Shadow cockblocked Sonic in a game he’s not even technically in. They MUST HAVE known Galahad was his son. It was only after these things were said and done that ONE (1) person from Sega shut it down, and now we’re supposed to pretend there’s no credence for this. I refuse.

[bangtangalicious]

the glow up | kth (4)

pairing: taehyung x reader

summary: after going off to college, you & your best friend committed to working out. a year later, the results show, and you cant wait for your hot hometown friends to see you. now all you wanna do is wild out and have lots of sex, and enjoy it without feeling insecure

genre: smut, childhoodfriends!au weightloss!au (is that a thing) friends-to-lovers!au

word count: 2.2k

warnings: tittie sucking, fingering (dubcon bc jungkook is an ass), misogyny/sexism, public sex (locker room), creampie, unprotected sex, slight slut shaming, body image issues (please remember that there is no ideal body type and every body is beautiful)

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“Hey y/n” You were startled at his use of your name as opposed to his endearing princess. He was dressed nicely in a black hoodie with his glasses on, but his expression was tense.

“Tae” You acknowledge him as you got into the passenger seat. You really really liked his car now. “Listen, you don’t have to be sorry about anything”

“No, I really do though. I could have just shut up and let you and Jimin have your happy ending” He huffed, “We both know it’ll ultimately work out that way anyway, I just added drama and I’m sorry”

You wondered exactly when Taehyung got so mature, or if he had always been this way and you just never noticed.

“Anyways…I hope its okay, but I invited Hobi and Jungkook to lunch with us” Your face dropped slightly, and he noticed. You hated that he was being awkward. You wanted to feel all the amazing things you had the other day all over again. Taehyung was a drug. You had a hit and now you wanted more.

“Tae…” You whispered, grabbing his hand and bringing it to your chest. His jaw clenched as he made contact with your heaving breast. “Please” You made pleading eyes at him allowing him to squeeze your tit slowly.

“Hood of the car. Now” He exhaled sternly. You did ask requested, finding yourself in a similar position, back over the headlights, legs wide open, licking your lips in anticipation.

“Sit up” He ordered as he pulled you towards him so that he was standing in between your legs. He pulled down your shirt color until he had access to your clothed breast, moving your bra cup aside and allowing his mouth to trail kisses from your neck—“Mmm you smell good”—to your collar—finally kissing your nipple.

He looked up at you with lust shot eyes as he flicked his tongue across before enveloping it into his mouth. He sucked like a baby, moaning into you, the vibrations from his deep voice stimulating you even more. It was a sigh to behold, as he gripped your hips to hold you against him and sucked you.

You cried out, breathing heavily with the way his tongue was splashing around in circles causing waves of heat to come over you. You liked the ways his lips felt around your nipple, and the way his tongue drew circles around it-you took note. So I’m into this. Huh. You were very aware of how damp your underwear was getting, as yoou ran hyour hands through his hair, clenching as you tilted your head back and moaned.

“You’re fucking delicious princess” He remarked, breaking away finally to admire how he had made you swollen. He ran his thumb over his work, giving one last pinch, making you squirm before he fixed your clothing, “But…we’ll have time for this later. Let’s get going” His eyes had a playful glimmer as he winked at you, riled up and unsatisfied.

Fucking tease.

You arrived at a small urban cafe in the more happening part of town. Hobi and Jungkook were already at a table outside, with tall mimosas in front of them. Jungkook had on flashy sunglasses but lowered them as he saw you approaching, giving you a flirty look and smirking slightly as he watched you walk. Taehyung pulled a chair out for you and you took a seat by Jungkook after giving Hobi a quick back hug.

“Cute outfit y/n. I love the baggy look” Hobi commented. Your face reddened, realizing it was probably really obvious you were wearing Jimin’s clothes.

“She looks hot as fuck.” Jungkook thirsted, shamelessly glancing at your breasts were faintly imprinting against the fabric. He downed the last of his drink.

As you guys shared a meal, you enjoyed conversing openly with Hobi and Jungkook about their sex lives. You appreciated how open and candid they were as you continued to attempt to understand your own desires more.

“Y/n how does it feel to be part of that crowd now” Hobi asked. You tilted your head in confusion. “You know...now that you’re the sexiest girl in town I bet everyone’s been making moves.”

“Yeah I’ve definitely been getting a lot more attention from guys. Shows how fucking shallow half of them are”

“You girls are all hoes though so it doesn’t really matter. Why else would you try so hard to look sexy, yanno? Like I could be hooking up with the same girl and no one else but I still wouldn’t date her because she’s probably gonna dip for the next best dick she can get.” Jungkook added. Taehyung rolled his eyes and kicked him under the table “Hey, I’m just being honest. Why else would you go through a glow up phase? We all did it at some point, we were like yeah I wanna get laid so I better bulk up”

“No Jungkook that’s what you did” Hobi chuckled. “Hot girls aren’t all hoes, and hot guys aren’t just hot so they can get laid. I don’t agree with that. But I do think that everyone needs to fuck around a bit before they settle into a serious relationship or anything. I think it’s healthy when people go around for a bit and then finally are like, yeah okay I’ve seen what’s out there so I can say for certain what I want” Hobi commented, changing the topic. He delved into some details of a recent relationship of his but unfortunately his words did not register with you as you suddenly felt a hand slipping under the waistline of your sweats.

You knew it had to be Jungkook, Taehyung would never touch you without asking. You mouth formed an O as his hand traced along your aroused folds, still wet from Taehyung’s quick tit suck earlier. You gulped, straining to keep your mouth shut as Hobi continued on. You glanced at Taehyung who was observing you very carefully, clearly aware of what was likely going on.

Jungkook slid a finger into your cunt and it sucked it in welcomingly. You bit your lip as he slowly retracted it, allowing you to hear the faint squelching of your tender muscle. 

He repeated his motions, causing you to move forward until you were barely hanging on the edge of the chair. You gripped the table tightly, knuckles whitening with the pressure. You wouldn’t dare look at Jungkook, knowing that seeing his face would probably send you over the edge.

He pumped his fingers in and out and you couldn’t help but feel a strange mixture of dread and enjoyment. Yes you were horny, Taehyung had ensured that, so being fingered felt great. But a ball turned in your stomach at the unwanted intrusion from your friend. Were these guys really like this to all the “attractive” girls they hang out with? Do they just constantly flirt and grope them? Ugh.

Taehyung pursed his lips tightly before he finally snapped. “Fucking Christ, just go ahead and fuck right here why don’t you” He folded his arms over his chest, shooting both of you a disappointed glare.

Jungkook slowly pulled his finger out of you and put it straight into his mouth,  and you finally made eye contact with him as he licked your arousal off of himself. 

“Y/n we’re leaving. God Jungkook did you even get consent you prick?” Taehyung spat at him. You got up and Jungkook slapped your ass playfully.

“She’s one of the hot girls now, might as well treat her like one. Text me babe” He sent an air kiss your way and you shuddered slightly. Taehyung gently took your wrist and led you away.

It was later that evening. Your heart was pounding, and a slight sense of dizziness overcame you as you sped the treadmill up even faster. Taehyung had agreed to accompany you to the gym and you had been sprinting as fast as you could for almost half an hour trying to blow off steam from the events that had happened at lunch. 

Jungkook’s words stuck with you, and in a fucked up way you felt like he was trying to prove a point. You felt the air in your lungs escape as your chest tightened. You were overdoing it. You knew that, but you wanted to feel numb. Wanted to feel the bliss of the aftermath of a super intense workout.

Your mind wandered to the biggest issue on your plate. Jimin. You wanted more than anything to go to him. To tell him what happened and get his advice. But you messed that up, and now you were no longer sure if it was worth messing it up. You had never been so conflicted in your life. Your bones screamed at you that your pace was getting too much, pain shooting up to your knees as you pounded your feet with every step. 

Talk about running away from your problems.

“Y/n!” Taehyung came over from where he had been doing weights and turned off the treadmill, bringing you to a rapid halt. You panted, sweat soaking you head to toe. Taehyung grabbed your arm to help you stay standing as you began to sway side to side with lightheadedness. You could see black spots paint your vision. He wrapped his arm around you and helped you walk into the locker room where luckily there was no one.

“I don’t wanna feel it Tae…I don’t wanna feel anything. This is all too much. I am so fucking confused. I miss Jimin, and what Jungkook did today I…” You held back a sob, “He’s right. This is what I want isn’t it? So why do I hate it so much. All you guys do whatever you want to these girls you usually get with and sexualize them so much and I’m just not used to it but that’s what I wanted right?”

Taehyung sighed, stroking your back, “Look princess…Jungkook and I aren’t the greatest people. After getting to college, you know how it is, we kinda all became fuckboys. The people we hang out with literally breathe to get off. Everyone fucks everyone else. And I’m no saint at all. I fuck around even more than Jungkook does, albeit I’m a bit more respectful about it, but it’s all the same game to us. I understand that this is all new for you but…I just want you to know that for me, I’m not treating you any differently because of this weight loss thing. I promise. They way I fuck you, the way I treat you…I would have done it just the same a year ago.”

“You say that but”

“I’ve wanted to have sex with you for years okay. I knew you before all of this fucking hook-up culture. I wanted you because I liked you. I still like you, even though we rarely see each other anymore. Not just because of your body. It happened now because you initiated it. I don’t know how else to get it through your head. And by God, what the fuck were you just doing? Were you trying to make yourself pass out? Why would you run that fast?”

“I just needed to relieve some stress okay”

“Then let me help you” His voice was husky and low. Time slowed down as Taehyung carefully leaned closer to you. He trailed his fingers down your sides and around the waist of your shorts, tugging the fabric ever so subtly. He remained still, breathing heavily with a heartbeat drowning out everything. “You can say no. Any time. Even if you realize later that you don’t want to do this anymore you can stop me. I won’t ever get mad and I won’t ever judge you” His voice was quivering before he grabbed your waist and pressed himself up close to you. “Do you want this princess? Can I take care of you?”

You nodded your head as Taehyung leaned down and kissed you while gently pushing you back against the lockers. He quickly pulled off your tanktop, not minding the sweat as he inhaled sharply. He lifted you so you could wrap your legs around him and began to slowly rock his body against yours.

He moaned into you mouth as he felt the impact of your bodies colliding. He spread your legs out wider and began to grind against you faster. You held back screams as he grabbed your breasts. Taehyung licked his lips and kissed you harshly, biting down your lips before mumbling “You’re so fucking hot princess”

“Taehyung” You finally moaned, giving him all the motivation he needed to grind faster. He slipped his hands under your sports bra and began to caress you. You cursed in pleasure.

Suddenly the two of you heard footsteps coming into the locker room. Taehyung allowed you to slide down as he quickly backed away. He took your hand and led you to a far corner of the room before sitting on the locker room bench and pulling your body down on his lap. You looked at him with concern, but Taehyung ignored it completely.

“Tae...you make me feel so fucking good”

“Yeah?” He grinned

“Aren’t we going to get caught?”

“I don’t care” He quickly tugged down your shorts as well as his own revealing his thick cock, with precum budding furiously at the tip, aching to be released. He helped you lower yourself onto him before he gripped your hips and began bouncing you up and down his length.

“Scream my name” He demanded, whispering darkly into your ear “you’re doing so good”

You whimpered, “Taehyung” you cried out as you felt yourself peaking, “Taehyung oh my god don’t stop,” You begged. He was shaking you so violently that you finally were pushed over the edge. 

You screamed his name louder than you meant to, feeling Taehyung smile against your neck. He let you get up off of him while he fixed his shorts. He was still aroused, but he didn’t mind. He just wanted you to feel good.

“Is everything okay we heard screaming?” One of the gym staff members walked in just as you had managed to get decent.

“Yes sir, everything is fine! She just saw a spider, poor thing” Taehyung pulled you back into him so you could feel his still hard cock against your asscheek  as the staff member nodded and left.

You waited until the footsteps seemed more far off. You turned around and couldn’t suppress your big smile as you made eye contact with Taehyung, who also grinned widely. He grabbed your waist and began to undress you again quickly.

“Hey that’s not fair. I wanna see your shirt off too” You pouted. Taehyung smirked, obeying you and pulling it off effortlessly. You traced the muscles on his chest that formed a perfect 11.

“Like what you see?”

“Jimin has a six pack soooo” You teased as you tugged on his waistline, helping him slide off his shorts again. Your eyes scanned him as he became naked and you licked your lips, “Yeah…” You met his eyes and giggled, “I like what I see”

“Yeah you better” He teased before attacking you with kisses again.

Taehyung slid back inside of your tight pussy while maintaining eye contact with you. He began sucking your neck playfully. He watched you carefully as he began to move in and out of you slowly, picking up the pace as he saw your positive reaction. Taehyung nuzzled his face into your breasts. 

“You’ve been waiting for this all day haven’t you” You teased.

“Yeah and what if I have” His voice was raspy, full of lust. The sound send chills down your spine and turned you on more. Taehyung could tell. “Oh you like that huh?” He continued to talk in that voice, grinning as he trailed kisses back up to your mouth.

Taehyung shifted you so your back was on the bench. He spread your legs and entered you slowly. You tilted your head back and just took it all in. After some pumping Taehyung lowered himself closer to your body and looked at you deeply.

“You close?” You asked him sincerely. Taehyung nodded, moaning slightly into your shoulder. You were unsure what to do to help him at that point, your orgasm earlier leaving you too spent for another one. So you decided to just tease him. “What was it that they say in pornos...oh right. You’re doing so good baby” You felt Taehyung’s hips buckle at your words, “Will you please cum for me? God you’re sooooo hot mmm, just like that” You played your most seductive voice and Taehyung knew you were messing around but it still turned him on. 

He kissed you chastely, hands grabbing your ass tightly as he came. He cursed under his breath & eventually fell into your lap in exhaustion.

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A/N: im tired man idk

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MonoTodo Established Relationship Headcannons

Part 1  //  Part 2

It’s the first relationship for both Shoto and Neito

 they’ve kept it secret from other classmates tho (even close friends) 

btw, Neito still teases the hell out of Class A and would always search at Shoto’s face for reaction

And other classmates would think Shoto is the “new target” and try to explain him “Monoma is crazy don’t mind him”

Later Monoma would angrily pout and say, “Baby you never react to me!” and sulk for sometime honestly Shoto has started to enjoy teasing him and more often than not he just does that to see Neito’s pout 

To be honest, sometimes Shoto does get irritated during those “Monoma vs Class A” quarrels but not at his boyfriend but at those classmates

sometimes he feels like, “yes neito is crazy and i do mind when he acts so crazily but he is my bf and i get to see all his sides” 

Both of them are really touch-starved and they enjoy each other’s company

They would cuddle 24/7 if they could (but never in public) and Neito would sometimes tease, “Never knew you were so damn clingy. Can’t blame you though, you’ve got the best boyfriend in the town~” 

Neito honestly is just so freaking extra

He tries cheesy pickup lines that hilariously fails most of the time like— Neito: “Are you French because Eiffel for you~” Shoto: “No, I am Japanese.”

They mostly like hanging out in Neito’s house. After school, in evening and sometimes late till night 

Practically, half-and-half has become Neito’s semi-permanent quirk.

That’s why Neito sometimes jokingly calls him “wifey” and Shoto doesn’t understand why— he’s like, “I am not your wife, we are not even married why would you call me wifey?”

Pet names don’t work very well with Shoto. One time Neito called him ‘honey’ and Shoto was like ‘why would you call me bee vomit?’ Neito had a good laugh about it later

 Similarly, ‘sweetheart’ didn’t work too. Shoto was like “my heart isn’t sweet. it’s made of blood and muscles. wait, are you a vampire then who finds blood sweet?’ 

They hardly go to dates (because Shoto isn’t very much of a outdoor person) but usually it’s Monoma who plans them

I don’t think Shoto knows the outside world pretty well but Neito is a wanderer and he knows all the best places in the town from top-notch restaurants to best cheap street-food. 

When they go out, Neito usually wears 6-cm high elevated boots (to be same height as Shoto, he’s real petty you know :)

The first time they went in date was at a urban park.

And Neito was honestly dressed like a hot model (so was Shoto) 

People thought they were new actors coming up for a shoot. 

Some people reckoned Shoto and it slightly irritated Neito and he pouted and commented, “not even letting us enjoy a little peace together”

Onetime Shoto was surrounded by a crowd of people and Neito was forced to be alone

That time a very pretty girl tried to flirt with him 

And Shoto usually has a high level of patience but watching a girl trying to flirt his boyfriend at his first date just was too much

He walked up to Neito, and whispered to his ear, “Let’s go, I am hungry. Let’s check out the restaurant that grabs and bites.” ((a long while ago, Neito had asked him out “to grab a bite at that new restaurant”))

And Shoto’s face was really something--- Neito had never seen such a pouty, glaring (at that flirty girl) and cuutee face

“Arere, didn’t know even Mr Recommend could make such a face over me~ Can’t blame you though, you’ve got the best boyfriend in the country”

Later Shoto wondered why he acted so weirdly back then he realised he just didn’t like Neito showing his soft side to anyone.

He was so lost in thoughts he didn’t realise they were standing in front of a lake in sunset and Neito was looking him in his eyes, holding out a promise ring.

“Shoto,” Neito’s gentle voice brought him to reality, “I love you. This ring represents our undying love, please accept it, my beloved.” 

Shoto honestly did not know what to say, all he could  do was search his pocket to bring out a ringbox and say, “Wait, I wanted to give you one too.”

“Arere, did I, a humble student from class B managed to outdo superior Class A’s special recommended student one time?” Neito grinned smugly, pushing the ring in his finger.

Shoto smiled and did the same, “You did. Many people wanted my heart but you stole it, Phantomthief.” 

Neito didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, he was so proud of his Shoto. Mr Recommend was starting to get affected by Monoma syndrome~

So he came forward, slowly closing the distance between them and gave a soft kiss on Shoto’s lips. 

Poor Mr. half-and-half was so dumbfound he accidently put his left side on fire. 

But thankfully Neito had ice so didn’t get at all hurt. 

Both of them spend the rest of the evening (until the park closed that is) playing with fire and ice, and Shoto felt honestly lucky to have such a beloved boyfriend.

Neito was surely crazy, arrogant, obnoxious, annoying, and obsessive, but there was a loyal, loving, caring and soft side to him other people didn’t knew.

Shoto felt priviledged that he was the one who got to see both of his sides and wanted to know more, more than anyone else.

He wouldn’t trade Neito for the most perfect, ideal person in the world. damn he was being sappy again bad Neito causing these harmful effects

Lost in thoughts, Shoto laid his head on Neito’s shoulders and the other boy played gently with the bi-coloured hair.

They held hands and watched the stars together. 

“I love you, Neito, I really do.” Shoto thought but maybe he thought aloud because Neito gave a wild cackle and laid his head in Shoto’s lap. “Honestly?! Arereree didn’t know Mr Recommend could be so sappy~” bby Neito what would u do if you could read shoto’s mind??

Shoto honestly didn’t mind teasing but oh god. not. this. topic. he was blushing hard now.

But he thought of the best way of stopping him---

He tried to give a peck on his lips to shut him up but Neito pulled him closer and this time, they shared a proper, deeper kiss. 

“Arere, did I outdo Mr Recommend again?” Neito smugly laughed.

Shoto tried to freeze him but Neito pulled him down and together they lay down in a cuddle ((until the announcer screamed them to get out because the park was getting closed))

(( @sleepis4theweak you said cute? have these then~ thank you so much for your lovely notes in the comments <3))

[fraidy-farfelle]

This is my attempt at the Fluff ABCs for Frankie the Undead. Please be gentle with criticism because I cry easily. I’ve taken some ideas from @lovestruck-lasagna.

Taglist: @writingfromthetomb @beebubb

A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)

Your dry sense of humor. It perfectly matches his insults and he doesn’t have to go out of his way to make you laugh. He just says what he’s thinking and you laugh and agree.

B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

Frankie appreciates a good smile, and for many reasons. He learned to read smiles (fake vs real) early on and uses it to gauge people, so he pays particular attention by default. He’s a sucker for cute dimples, and loves the way your nose scrunches and your eyes close.

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

He loves late at night when you share the couch and he can read a good book, sip on some whiskey, or puff on a cigar. He really doesn’t care what you’re doing, he can tune out the TV or you prattling on about your day and make comments to show he’s listening. Put your feet in his lap, lay on top of him, make yourselves mummies in blankets, so long as he can reach his glass he doesn’t care. He just wants to be with you.

D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)

Stay in date nights are his favorite. He doesn’t really like to “share” your attention. He likes to either cook a meal together or order takeout and watch a movie. Particularly black and white gangster ones, or older horror films. Likes to tease you if you get scared and grab onto him. He’ll pat your head and say something like “oh there there, don’t be scared! I won’t let the big, bad monster getcha!” (Like your neighbor isn’t a 7 ft tall children murdering clown demon) If you go out, he prefers less crowded places outdoors.

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)

He’s a spitfire and he knows it. He tends to explode and then after a few minutes apologizes gruffly and explains himself. “WHY WERE YA OUT UNTIL MIDNIGHT, THATS SUCH A STUPID THING TO DO!” “Sorry, Frankie.” “…… ugh just, please get home earlier from now on. It’s dangerous and I worry about you.” Definitely doesn’t hug you close so you don’t see the relief and worry on his face. Nope!

F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)

He misses Amy desperately. He wants a little girl in his life again, although he’ll never ever admit it. He’s hesitant to make relationships because he doesn’t want to be hurt again. But, if you go out with him to the living world, you’ll catch him staring longingly at parents and daughters when he thinks you’re not looking. If you ask him what he’s looking at, he’ll shake his head and spit out a line about children being obnoxious but you can tell he’s blowing smoke.

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)

If the underworld wasn’t so dangerous, he’d love to drape you in the finest silks with diamonds and rubies dripping off of you. However he doesn’t want you to draw any unnecessary attention to yourself. So, he settles for things you don’t really see in public. He also doesn’t like to be found out about it. Your gas tank is filled, the bill you were worried about has mysteriously been paid, your favorite ice cream is in your freezer when you know you ate the last of it yesterday, and hey, didn’t you spend this $20? Why is it in your wallet? If you ever bring it up he’ll just shrug and say “How strange!”

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

He’s torn about PDA because he doesn’t want you to become a target because you’re associated with him, and people stare at him enough because of his appearance. But on the other hand, he wants to show the world that someone as worthless as him (don’t say that we love you Frankie) has such an amazing person that loves him. Will absolutely grab you and passionately make out with you with one hand on your ass and the other flipping the bird to the cheeky bastard that told the broad beside him to watch out for the zombie.

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

Panic. Sheer panic. He’s so afraid to lose you, any injury is serious and cause for alarm.

Frankie:*bursting into a hospital lobby, screaming to be taken to f/n l/n immediately**running in the opposite direction the nurse pointed in panic**bursts into exam room 30 seconds later* “Y/N!!!!! I came as soon as I got the message, WHATS WRONG!!!”

You: *sitting on the table, reading phone* “Oh, I have a sprained ankle and they don’t want me to drive so can you give me a ride?”

Frankie:*slowly blinking* “Uh, yeah no problem…”

You: “lemme guess, you heard my name and hospital in the same sentence and ignored everything else.”

Frankie:*hanging his head* “go wait in the car, I’ll go apologize….”

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)

Not actual jokes, but he loves to sit with you and insult people. He’s an incredibly sweet person to you, but no one else. (Except service people, like nurses and waitresses. Just the general public) he doesn’t think pranks are funny or practical, which is one of the many reasons he and LJ butt heads. If LJ or Will prank you or him, he’s raising hell.

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)

Love kissing your lips. He’s actually really self conscious about his mouth stitches and constantly frets they feel weird to you. Neck kisses are another favorite and are extremely private to him. He also likes to hold the back of your hand against his lips and tell you what he’s thinking, no matter how mundane. Kiss his stitches. Please. Just do it.

L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)

He has trouble saying it to your face. He’ll whisper it to you when he thinks you’re sleeping, and he’s been known to leave little notes around for you to find. He thinks protecting you is the best way to show he cares.

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

The day you finally broke down and told him you loved him. He knew as soon as he looked into your eyes and saw your smile his goose was cooked. He was very abrasive and hoping against hope that you’d leave him be. He knew you deserved better. He was so afraid to build a relationship and love again, he wanted to distance himself and if he was an asshole to you, it would be justified and you’d do it on your own. What he didn’t expect is for you to be so kind to him. Upon your initial meeting, he had been a little harsh, but helped you (if there’s enough interest I’ll do a fic about it) and so when he subsequently was a jerk to you, you were curious and determined to find out what he was hiding. He finally had been mean enough to make you cry. He had never regretted something he did before. He immediately wanted to cradle you to him and beg your forgiveness. Normally when he insulted you, you’d have a snarky retort in reply. But not this time. You fell to your knees and clung to his legs and demanded to know why he treated you so poorly and proclaimed your love for him. It was probably by accident and you were so distraught you didn’t even know it flew from your mouth, but hearing it, he couldn’t take it anymore. He didn’t care about the consequences, he just wanted you. Hearing that you loved someone like him made him so happy, he knew he’d treasure the memory forever

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

Losing you. Period.

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)

What ISNT odd about this man?! A cute one is he always winks with his green eye.

P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)

I HC that he was born in the 30’s, so he calls you “doll” a lot but only in private. He uses your name otherwise so it’s not as obvious to people watching you’re together. He will absolutely refer to you as “the dame” to others. The equivalent of “the boss” or “old lady.” “William! The Dame is trying to take a nap, so shut up or I’ll shoot you!” You call him stitches to tease him in private and are the only person allowed to do so.

Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?) Either taking naps or couch potato time. Also, low key likes to cook with you. He can’t cook for shit, but likes to “help” by handing you things or chopping things for you. Is a super good taste tester, self appointed.

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

Stitches by Shawn Mendez (PLEASE DONT HURT ME!!)

We don’t have to Dance by Andy Black (referring to how he can’t really show you affection in public but he loves you)

S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)

He’s open about himself and what he’s thinking, and will always take what you say into consideration. He doesn’t like to keep things from you, but he does omit some detail about his jobs if you ask about them. He just feels like you don’t need to be stressed about it.

T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)

LJ picked up on Frankie’s fondness of you almost instantly. He and Will decided to do what they could to get you together in the interest of making Frankie less of a grouch. If it hadn’t been for them insisting that he was good guy to you, you probably WOULD have let Frankie’s prickly nature drive you away. It took a year or so for you to break down.

U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?) A powder keg of insults, foul language, and bullets. Has actually never called you a name outright, and would absolutely never physically hurt you. When he was deliberately being rude to you, he’d insult your actions rather than you. “Stop acting like a dumb broad!” Vs calling you a bitch to your face. He usually calms down quickly, and is hardly ever angry at you, only when you put yourself in danger.

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)

He likes that he’s scary and tough looking so that when you’re with him, other men scatter pretty fast. Has had many occasions where he stepped away and someone came to flirt with you and he came back and had the pleasure of scaring them.

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)

You are not allowed to do anything dangerous, ever! Will teach you how to use a gun and how to counter things like chokeholds, so you’re less vulnerable. Will absolutely lose his mind if he learns you’ve put yourself at risk. He will shoot someone so fast for you. Takes every person as a threat to you and will pick fights with somebody that accidentally bumped into you. Do NOT test this man.

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

You are an open book to him. He’s learned to read people well, and he takes his time studying you. Can tell if you’re getting sick before you can. More than once he’s handed you a bottle of Tylenol, leaving you bewildered, and shrugged and said to take them because you’ll have a headache in a few minutes. He can pick up on your emotions easily and has learned what to do to handle them.

Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)

Honestly, marriage isn’t that important to him. He’s not opposed to the idea at all, but like you’ve been together for this long, you love each other, is it really necessary? You’d have to tell him you want to be officially married. He’ll buy you a ring, to show that you’re taken, if nothing else, but he’ll wear his around his neck under his tie so it’s not obvious he’s attached to anyone to discourage his rivals using you to get to him.

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)

The smell of your perfume. Holding you in his arms and taking deep breaths makes all of his troubles go away.

[rocorambles]

Try and Try Again

Pair: Hinata x Reader

Genre/Warnings: NSFW, Thigh Choking, Thigh Riding, Slight Angst, Fluff, Porn With Plot

Summary: Sometimes it’s not about meeting the right person. Sometimes it’s about the right timing. 

Requested by Anon

Hinata’s always been a ball of sunshine, so when he took his first step into elementary school it was only a matter of minutes before the bright head of orange was surrounded by new classmates, all itching to talk and laugh with him. But as a grin spread across his face, he turned his head and saw you and for a second you were all he could pay attention to as he watched you chat with a group of girls in the corner of the classroom. He doesn’t really understand why his cheeks feel warm or why he can’t stop staring at the way your eyes glimmer in the sunlight and when he tries to tell his mom about it when he gets home that night, she laughs at him while he pouts up at her. 

“You think she’s pretty, Shouyou.”

Pretty. 

It’s not a word Hinata really understands. His mom is pretty. Flowers are pretty. But you? Pretty doesn’t quite seem to fit, but he can’t think of a better way to describe the way he feels when he stares at your hair moving as you nod your head or the way his chest feels weird when you look at him and he sees the gap in your smile as your adult teeth begin to grow in. 

Hinata’s never been shy and with his interest piqued, it’s not long before he comes barreling into your life. You still laugh when you vividly remember how shocked you were when Hinata had jumped in front of your desk and told you that he thought you were pretty and that he wanted to be friends. Neither of you had talked much before that incident, so talk about a strong first impression. But when you had finally picked your jaw up from the desk, you had scrunched your nose and said “eww boys have cooties, go away” and you facepalm when you remember the sequential looks of disbelief and then determination on Hinata’s face. 

Hinata sat next to you at lunch. He hovered near you during recess. He asked to be your partner when the class needed to pair off for assignments. And despite the teasing nudges and giggles your girlfriends sent you, you began to warm up to the rambunctious little boy who never failed to brighten your day.

The two of you enter middle school together side by side as friends, having moved far beyond the years of believing in cooties and you beam at each other, excited to see what this new chapter of life has in store for you. Well, you’re excited to see what this new chapter of life has in store for you. Hinata seems to already know the title of his new chapter and you watch in amazement as he steadfastly practices with his volleyball, roping in the other boys and girls from your class to help him out despite the fact that there’s no official volleyball club and that no one really knows anything about the sport. 

Your club activities are done for the day and you begin to stroll towards the athletic fields, your ears already honed in as they try to listen for the familiar thumping sound of a ball hitting flesh and sure enough, there he is with an exhausted Izumi who’s begging him to call it a wrap while Hinata keeps on asking for one more set. 

You laugh as you draw near and Izumi gives you a grateful look as you flick Hinata on the forehead and tell him it’s time to walk home together. But in true Hinata fashion, he pleads for you to wait a bit longer and you sit next to Izumi, easily chatting with the sweet boy as the orange-haired boy continues hitting the ball by himself. None of this goes unnoticed by Hinata and he fumbles more than he should as he watches the two of you from the corner of his eyes. 

Middle school is different from elementary school and that comes as a striking realization to him when he chats with Izumi and Sekimukai at lunch one day. He’s a little late and he rushes over to the table where the two boys are sitting only to find them concentrated in conversation, their attention on the group of girls sitting in the back of the room. “She’s cute, right?” “Yeah, but her friend is also pretty.” Puzzled, Hinata asks them what they’re talking about and as his friends educate him, he begins to see you in a different light. You’re not just his friend anymore. You’re his friend that his classmates find attractive and he begins to notice the things Izumi and Sekimukai see about you. He notices the shape of your lips. He notices the color of your eyes. But most of all, he notices how his male classmates look at you when they pass and there’s a tight feeling inside of him when he sees you happily conversing with them. But it’s not until middle school graduation and the moment you hug him when you find out you’re both going to Karasuno High School that he realizes he likes you. 

You on the other hand, are not nearly as naive as Hinata and there’s nothing subtle about the way Hinata flushes whenever you look at him or vies for your attention, and for once, you’re truly grateful for Hinata’s innocence, unsure of how to let down your friend if he ever musters up both the realization and courage to confess to you. But it was only a matter of time and here you both are, first-years in high school, standing underneath the school’s cherry blossom tree, you biting your lip nervously as Hinata asks you to go out with him. There’s only the sound of the wind rustling through the branches above you as you contemplate the right words to say. You gently let him down, telling him there’s nothing more in the world that you want than to still be good friends, but that you just don’t see him as anything more than that and for a second you think your heart might break at the downcast look in usually bright eyes, but you’re taken aback by a sudden squaring of his shoulders as he fiercely looks at you and tells you he won’t give up. 

The next few months are a tentative dance between the two of you as you hesitantly tuck away the little gifts of chocolate and candy Hinata places in your locker and continuously emphasize that you’re just hanging out as friends when Hinata insists on asking you to go on “dates” with him. But day after day of this desensitizes you and the wrapped goodies find their way into the garbage more often than not and you find yourself more easily brushing off Hinata’s invitations to hang out. It becomes a strange game as Hinata makes his moves and you bat away every attempt, but there’s a certain playfulness to it and the two of you remain friends even if you do roll your eyes in exasperation when Hinata insists on trying to woo you. But there’s a twist to the game one day when you open your locker to find a confession letter not in the usual scrawl you’ve become accustomed to seeing and Hinata watches with his heart in his stomach as you smile at the boy who asks you out. 

That’s the first day you don’t walk home with him.

The two of you still playfully banter and hang out, but there’s a hint of tension everytime you tell him you have other plans when he asks what you’re doing on the weekends. He doesn’t need to ask for more details. He knows now by the way you avert your eyes and can’t meet his gaze that it’s another date, another guy. And he watches from the sidelines as you go through boy after boy, no stranger to dating by the time you both finish first-year. But he takes solace in the fact that no one seems to stick around and when you’re single once again as summer break comes to an end and second-year is about to begin, he asks you out seriously once more. 

But this time you’re more prepared and you graciously turn him down again only for your eyes to widen in surprise when he retorts right back, asking you what all of the other guys you’ve dated have that he doesn’t. Why won’t you give him even one chance? Your stomach churns at the hurt you see in your eyes, but you try to laugh it off, ruffling his hair as a smirk spreads across your face and you tease him about his height, joking that you’d never date someone so short. And your gamble pays off when you see hurt turn into a familiar furious indignation. This you could handle. And the two of you walk away from that confession with Hinata grumbling to you about the fact that he’s still growing and you laughing at his fighting words. 

You still go on dates that never seem to pan out and Hinata keeps on flirting with you in his own silly way, but when third-year rolls around, your normal cadence is broken as you introduce a boyfriend to Hinata for the very first time. You’d never bothered mixing your dating life with your friends and family before seeing how short-lived all those flings had been, but this is different and Hinata sees the difference in how you say his name and how you look at him and for the first time since he had started pursuing you at the beginning of high school, Hinata feels his resolve wane. 

He gives the two of you space and he tries to ignore the way the two of you smile at each other during class, the way you two hold hands as you walk through the hallways, the way you lean your head on his shoulder as the two of you eat lunch at a separate table from him. But you’ve always been able to reel him back in like a fish on a hook and he hates the way he can’t stop his heart from leaping every time he still gets a text from you or when you chat with him during class. And you don’t make it easy to shove you out of his heart when you’re wildly waving your arms around as you go on a rant about the latest thing your boyfriend did as the two of you devour a bag of chips or when you softly knock on his door, your eyes brimming with unshed tears that stream down your face when Hinata wraps his arms around you and holds you as he patiently listens to your relationship issues. It’s not ideal and he knows he’s just second place in your mind, the backup when things go haywire with your boyfriend, but if he makes you happy and if this is the only way Hinata can still stay close to you, then so be it.

The two of you are still dating when graduation comes around and he forces a smile on his face as he congratulates your boyfriend and you for getting into the same university. But he waits and waits until you’re by yourself before drawing near your side, making sure no one is nearby to witness how he removes his school uniform’s second button and places it in your trembling hands, gently closing your hands around the piece of metal. And it’s his turn to cry when he asks you out one last time, just for old time’s sake, even though he knows what the answer will be and he gives you a watery smile when your bottom lip quivers and you let out a shaky apology. He wishes you all the best and tells you to keep in touch before walking away and even when Hinata is long gone and out of sight, you remain rooted to your spot, eyes still gazing in the direction he left in until your boyfriend finds you. And before you interlace fingers with your lover and get ready for a new adventure, you safely place the button in your pocket, the tiny piece of metal weighing heavily on your heart. 

You never do throw that button away and it remains in your jewelry box, a constant reminder that your eyes seem to always be drawn to no matter how much time passes. College is a whirlwind as you try and balance a new environment, studying, socializing, and your relationship, but you learn the hard way that people change and things are rocky at best between you and your boyfriend. The door slams as you throw yourself onto your bed and scream into your pillow after another stupid fight that led to both of you shouting at each other and your hand instinctively reaches for your phone, desperate to rant about your latest argument with your girlfriends. But you stop yourself when Hinata’s name flashes across your screen as you scroll through your contacts.  

Your eyes flicker over to your jewelry box sitting on your desk and you guiltily reminisce on the times he would have been the first person you reached out to when the going got tough. You were selfish back then. You see that now. And your throat chokes up when you think of how it must have hurt Hinata to see and hear the person he liked rambling on and on about her love drama. It’s guilt, nostalgia, and the memory of an orange-haired boy smiling at you despite the tears trailing down his face when he asked you to keep in touch even though you broke his heart that has your fingers moving and before you can doubt yourself, you press send. 

Hey. It’s been a while. How have you been?

Hinata’s never been one to hold a grudge and a surprised smile spreads across your face when a friendly message is instantly sent in response. The two of you remain in touch even as college ends, even when you officially end things with your boyfriend, even when Hinata is across the world perfecting his athletic skills in Brazil, even when you pursue your own career. And even though you haven’t seen him for years, you can’t help the way your lips curve up everytime his name pops up on your phone, a new message waiting to be read. But one particular message freezes you in your tracks and you stare stunned at your screen. 

I got accepted by a professional team in Japan, so I’ll be back permanently. Let’s meet up once I’m back! 

You don’t respond immediately despite a large part of you wanting nothing more than to eagerly agree, desperate to rekindle your friendship. It’s been a long time since high school and yet the haunting image of Hinata’s tear stained face eats at you and you wonder what right you have to re-enter the life of someone whose feelings you’d played with and carelessly tossed around for years. But in a moment of weakness, with a few glasses of wine and loneliness pooling in your stomach, you send your response. 

Sounds like a plan. 

You tug the hem of your skirt down as you seat yourself at a stool by the bar and despite the excitement you feel, you can’t help the way your fingers nervously fidget with the sleeves of your cardigan as you wait for Hinata. You’re distracted when your drink is placed on the counter and as you turn to sip on the cool liquid, you miss the athletic figure that enters the establishment. Thanking the bartender, you turn your attention back to the doorway only to almost collide with a toned chest as you spin around and you’re about to apologize when your eyes look up and the words get stuck in your mouth as you stare into familiar bright eyes. 

Hinata looks good. That might be an understatement as your eyes trail across his body, taking in how muscular and broad he’s become, how his thighs bulge in his pants and your neck cranes as it adjusts to his new height. But you flush when he chuckles at your ogling and you internally smack yourself before you both catch-up, laughter and surprised exclamations punctuation your back and forth as you share the highlights of the years you’ve spent apart. Hinata’s changed so much and you stare in wonder at the newfound confidence and maturity he’s gained that mixes so perfectly with the boyish energy and vibrancy he still has. Time flies by, but you grimace when the question you’d been waiting for is finally asked.

“So are you still dating that guy from highschool?” 

“No, we broke up in college.” 

There’s a pause as both Hinata and you quietly sip your drinks, but you can’t help the way you throw the question right back at him, unused to the insecurity you feel around your old friend, your head imaging all the fangirls that must throw themselves at the handsome professional athlete beside you. So when he responds by shaking his head and saying there isn’t anyone in his life right now, your heart flutters in the silence that follows his words. 

Conversation continues as you talk about how the rest of your classmates are doing, but when glasses empty and bills are paid, you let a calloused hand hold your hand and your cheeks warm when brown eyes nervously, but sincerely gaze at you. 

“Come home with me?” 

You can’t recall exactly how the two of you end up stumbling into Hinata’s apartment, too focused on the warm presence by your side, holding you close and your lips crash against each other once the front door is locked. It’s everything that Hinata is, urgent, intense, and sweet and your eyes close as you relax into the wiry arms wrapped around your waist, but you squeal when you’re suddenly being carried bridal style and swiftly plopped down onto a bed. You assist Hinata as the two of you practically tear your clothes off in your haste to touch each other, but just as you’re about to pounce on the orange-haired man, you whimper in confusion at the growled order to “stay still”. You watch as Hinata positions himself until he’s seated on the bed with you, his back against the headboard as he languidly strokes his cock, all the while pinning you with his stare as your thighs clench in your kneeling position on the opposite end of the mattress. 

“I gave you so many chances to have this, to have me, but no, you decided to go off with almost every other boy in our class. What makes you think you deserve to touch any part of me now? If you want my body that badly, you better prove to me just how much you need it. Crawl over here and suck me off.” 

You can feel arousal beginning to well inside of your aching pussy as you stare wide-eyed at this new side of Hinata, but you hardly need any convincing and you slowly place one hand and knee in front of the other as you crawl across the mattress, your body slightly sinking into the plush material with every moment, your tongue unconsciously licking your lips as you stare at his now completely hard cock. And when you reach him, you can’t stop yourself from practically worshipping the hard shaft in front of you, peppering it with kisses and lathering it with tiny little kitten licks, desperate to thoroughly taste him and you moan when his pre-cum mixes with your saliva. 

Hinata hungrily stares at the way your eyes flutter and your thighs rub against each other in desperation just from tasting him and when you finally open your mouth in a pretty little circle and sink your painted lips down his length, he has to stop himself from bucking into your tight throat and choking you. That could wait for another time. But for now he gently cards his hand through your hair as you bob your head up and down and his thighs clench at the feeling of your tight wet hole sucking him in. 

He watches how your hands caress the thick muscles on either side of your head and experimentally he begins to close the gap between them until his thighs are clenched around your neck and he thinks you’ve never looked more beautiful than you do now, your mouth stuffed full as your nose brushes against his abdomen and your eyes rolled back in your head as his thighs tighten and dig into your oxygen supply. He relaxes his hold on you, letting you get your breath back, but he’s stunned when you whine around his cock and press the outside of his legs towards each other again and with a lewd pop, you briefly pull off of him and beg to be choked again before diving back down on him. Who is he to deny what the love of his life wants? And that’s how he cums for the first time that night, coating the back of your throat as you moan louder and louder as he continues to clench his muscles around you and only when you begin to claw at the sheets does he finally release you. 

The two of you pant for breath, but before you realize what’s happening, you’re being pulled into Hinata’s lap and you wail when your dripping pussy is pushed directly onto one of his thighs. You should be ashamed of how easily you slide back and forth on his skin as your arousal paints and glistens the surface, but you can’t bring yourself to care when you’re frantically humping and grinding against the hard muscle like a bitch in heat. Hinata watches in amusement at the lewd shaking of your hips and the way your tongue lolls out from your open mouth as he tweaks and tugs at your hardened nipples. 

He knows it’s a little cruel to just sit back and watch, not helping you in the slightest as you desperately struggle to get yourself off, but considering the years you’d left him high and dry, surely you could live with a few minutes of your peak being just out of reach. Not to mention how he also wants to play the melody of your begging and pleading over and over again until it’s ingrained in his mind and he soaks in your wanton cries for him to help you, carefully wiping your frustrated tears away as you continue to rock back and forth on his taut muscles. 

“If you cum all over my thigh like a good girl and put on a show that makes me hard again, I’ll fuck you with the cock you want so badly, okay?”

You rapidly nod your head and spurred on by the way Hinata begins to suck on one of your nipples while flicking the other with his fingers, you resume your desperate motions, your moans and the slick sound of your cunt and Hinata’s mouth filling the room. There’s nothing in your mind other than the desire to cum and the desire to be filled by Hinata’s cock and you move faster than you thought was possible as you stare at his hand slowly stroking his cock to its full length once again. And when it finally becomes fully erect and drool seeps out of your mouth at the thought of having that inside of you, the coil that had been slowly twisting inside of you finally releases and you scream as Hinata grinds his muscles into your clit, helping you literally ride your orgasm until you collapse in his arms, your body trembling from exhaustion as he murmurs how beautiful you are in your ear. 

He gives you a few minutes, waiting until your body convulsions simmer down to a few twitches here and there, but you gasp when you’re thrown back onto the mattress and despite the way your mind feels like pleasured mush and despite how delirious you already feel, your thighs clench at the sight of Hinata hovering over you and you let out a high-pitched keen when you feel something hard nudging against your entrance, your leg hooking around his back, urging him deeper and deeper and you both groan when his balls bounce against your ass as he fully settles inside of you. And despite having just come down from a high, your pussy clamps around him and the intoxicating feeling of being stretched has your hoarse throat begging him to fuck you. 

Hinata watches the way you writhe underneath him, eyes unseeing as you babble for more, more, more and he laughs at how the tables have turned. He pulls out and slams into you once, enjoying the sight of your breath catching and your breasts bouncing with the motion, but he remains still after that, smirking at the way your nails claw at his arms and the way you try to move your hips to fuck yourself on his hard shaft. 

“Look at you. You act like you’ve never had good sex before. All the boys you dated in high school and college couldn’t satisfy you? Is that why you’re so desperate? Think about how much fun the two of us could have had if you’d just said yes the first time I asked you out. You could have had years of having this cock stuffing you full. I don’t know. Maybe I should make you wait some more. Really teach you a lesson for rejecting me year after year. Teach you a lesson for making me jack off by myself every night to the thought of you.” 

“No! Hinata, I’m sorry! Please, please, please. I need you to fuck me. Your cock feels so good. Please make me cum. Wanna cum around your cock!”

And after years of pining after you and years of imagining what you’d look like underneath him, what you’d feel like around him, that’s all it takes for him to start a neck breaking pace as he slams into you over and over again, the sounds of his balls slapping against you lewdly echoing throughout the room and mixing with your pleasured screams. You feel so much better than anything his mind had made up and he hisses at how easily he slides against your wet walls, how perfectly your pussy sucks him in and milks his cock, how your head wildly tosses back and forth as your brain tries to compute the overwhelming pleasure he’s drowning you in. But even the best things come to an end and he can feel his balls tighten and his pace stutter as his release draws near and he furiously circles your clit, urging you to fall apart once again and it’s like your body is completely in tune with his as your back arches when you reach your peak at the same time he spills a second load inside of you. 

Heavy breathing fills the air as Hinata carefully slumps down beside you on the bed and tugs you close to his body, brushing his nose against yours as he tenderly kisses you. And you nuzzle into him, basking in your afterglow as he murmurs praise after praise about how good you are, how beautiful you are. But when he whispers how much he loves you, you blearily try to blink the sleep from your heavy eyelids and Hinata’s face flushes when he realizes what he’d said in his pleasured bliss. 

There’s a heavy atmosphere in the air as the clock on the wall ticks and Hinata prepares himself for another rejection, but the tension in his body seeps away into surprise when you just sleepily close your eyes once more with a yawn and wrap your arms tighter around Hinata. 

“Usually people date before they start proclaiming their undying love for each other. Take me on a date tomorrow and we’ll see about this whole love business.” 

And as your breathing evens out and a toned arm turns off the lights, brown eyes gleam in hope and excitement and the two of you fall asleep, dreaming of where your next shared adventure would take you.   

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Meeting and Dating Ace Merrill

(Not my gif)(Requested by a few anonymous askers)

- You’d been out with a few of your friends, visiting a drive in movie theater when you just so happened to catch Ace’s eye. He had to do a double take when he saw you for the first time, since when did Castle Rock have stray models wandering around?

- Well, what’s a guy supposed to do? Not come talk to you? Uh, uh, not an option. 

- So, while you were standing at the concession stand, the greaser sidled up to you, leaning against the counter and introducing himself with a charming smile. He made conversation as you waited for your food, sprinkling in little flirty comments and twirling a strand of your hair between his fingers. 

- Not too long after, the cashier returned with your order; interrupting the two of you. You gathered your purchase, a bit disappointed that you had to say goodbye so soon. 

- Just as you were trying to think of something to say, he asked if he could take you out sometime. The two of you made plans to see each other before your friends urgently called you over. You hurriedly said goodbye to the blonde, giving him a quick apology before heading over to your seat. 

“See you around, y/n/n.” 

- Once you joined back with your group, they began to warn you about how much trouble your “new friend” was. To be honest, it sort of turned you off of him and rightfully so. A womanizing criminal was not exactly the kind of guy you were looking for. 

- With your friends words in mind, you made sure to avoid the blonde, not meeting him for your date and not answering his calls. Unfortunately for you, you’d relinquished just enough information about yourself for him to be able to track you down and by that I mean, he visited your work. 

- Finally, you were forced to confront him and admit that, yes, you’d been avoiding him. He seemed more than a little pissed but he tried to be on his best behavior, especially when asking if that mean’t you “couldn’t be friends”. 

- You felt bad for jerking him around so you hesitantly agreed to, at least, be on good terms with him. Lets just say you didn’t stay just friends for very long. 

- After only a week of hanging out with him, you find yourself fooling around in the backseat of his car. Don’t be too hard on yourself, Ace is a professional. 

- You tugged your sweater back on, running your fingers through your mussed up hair as the boy lit a cigarette. He wrapped an arm around your shoulders as you settled back against the seat, blowing out a cloud of smoke before he spoke. 

“You’re mine now, alright?”

“Yeah,” you said quietly, a small smile finding it’s way onto your lips. “yeah, alright.” 

- And so, the two of you began your “secret” relationship. 

- Ace really isn’t too bad, just rough around the edges. You learn to live with his faults and just try to stop him from doing anything too against the law or dangerous. 

- He has a cold and tough exterior but his insides are... well mostly the same but with beer, some gooey parts and lots of love for you. 

- Can I just say that something tells me Ace is a momma’s boy. Like his family is pretty dysfunctional but his ma means a whole lot to him and she’s the sweetest little woman you’ll ever meet. He’s very excited to introduce you. 

- He usually calls you doll, darlin’, angel and babe. You cant decide which ones your favorite, he makes them all sound so good. 

- He’s always messing with something, whether that be a car part, knife or something of yours. 

- Constant pda. He has his hands on you whenever you let him and will try to sneak some contact whenever you wont. The only reason you wouldn’t let him was if you’re around someone you don’t want knowing you’re together.

- The looks that he gives you in public, oh dear. 

- He makes it damn clear to everyone that you belong to him so yes, you could say that he’s pretty jealous. 

- If anyone even tries to flirt with you they need to watch their backs while walking home. He’s not afraid to pull a knife on a guy in a bar, what do you think he’d do to someone when they’re all alone?

- You probably get an ‘Ace’ tattooed on you at some point. He’d usually just do something like that himself but he wants it to look nice so he’ll take you to an actual shop; unless of course, you want him to do it.

- He most likely tattooed your name on himself, making you do the first letter yourself. He thinks it’s cute when you keep apologizing for “hurting him”.

- Raunchy compliments. If you’re lucky he’ll just say you “look good” or that he “likes it” when you’ve done something new to yourself. 

- Husky morning/late night whispers. 

- Sometimes he’ll arrive home late at night, stumble around for a while and then just collapse onto you, falling asleep as you watch tv. He’s usually a little tipsy so you just run your fingers through your hair and let him nap. 

- Most of the time he’ll wake up all groggy a few minutes later, throw you over his shoulder and carry you off to your actual bed which is just a cozy tad bit too small.

- He drags Eyeball to the store with him whenever he needs to get you a gift.

“How bout roses? Girls like that kinda shit right?”

- Eyeball probably has a crush on you, he can’t help it; there aren’t a lot of girls in town who are as nice as you, not to mention as pretty. 

- All the cobras think you’re adorable and the best girlfriend any one of them could ever manage to get. They grew especially fond of you after you brought them beer when they ran out.

- Trying to stop him from messing with kids. He tones it down, mostly whenever you’re around, but never really quits. 

- Fake wrestling. It’s fun to roll around on the floor with you a little, especially when he wins which is often. 

- So much sarcasm, if you don’t know how to hold your own then you better learn quick. 

- Helping him or keeping him company while he cleans his car. He sprays you a few times with the hose because he’s an asshole. 

- He’s made you sit on the hood of his car for a picture at least once. 

 “I’ll give you two bucks if you let me take one of you topless.”

- He likes standing behind you while you cook and resting his head on your shoulder.

- Cutting his hair for him. There’s something oddly satisfying about sitting in a tiny bathroom with him, balancing on the sink ledge and trying your best to not mess up. 

- He doesn’t give a fuck, he’ll buy you pads. Who's going to give him shit for it? His friends? He’ll beat their asses into next week. 

- Going to drag races. 

- Watching him play pool. 

- Rough kisses. 

- Hickeys, bruises, and bite marks. 

- Sitting on his lap. 

- Getting pinned to things because he likes seeing you all flustered. 

- Let’s be honest, there’s a lot of sex. The mans horny like 80% of the time. Anything you do turns him on. Thankfully, being good at sex is one of his redeeming qualities. 

- He’s the kind of guy to slap and grab your ass in public with no shame.

- Whenever you walk in front of him he tends to pull you back against him so that you’re pressed against his chest. It’s both because he can't keep his hands off of you and because it shows that you’re his to everyone around you.

- Whenever you’re in the car together, he drives with one hand on the wheel and the other on your thigh. 

- Him doing really dangerous shit and making you worry. He thinks it’s kinda cute when you do, not many people genuinely care about his well being. 

- He thinks it’s fun to annoy you so expect him to act like a little shit every now and again, putting things you need on the top shelf and stealing your clothes or towel from the bathroom while you’re showering. 

- He’ll usually annoy you until you talk to him whenever you try to give him the silent treatment. 

- Your parents found out about the two of you when they caught you making out in his car, a few months into your relationship. It certainly made convincing them that he’s actually an alright guy  pretty hard. 

- Depending on their personalities, they either made you stop seeing him for a little while as a punishment then tried their best to accept it or they just kicked you out of the house. This was the 60’s after all, most parents were pretty strict and judgmental. 

- If they decide to kick you out then you’re moving in with him, plain and simple. You're his girl, he’ll take care of you.

- Fights are rough, like really rough. There’s yelling, insults, things being thrown. It’s just overall not a fun time. Either you or him storm out at some point; if it’s him then you usually aren’t there when he gets back. You go to stay with your friend for a while. 

- He calls you constantly and tries to find you whenever you’re out in public. He’s still pissed off but he misses you and feels kind of horrible when he comes home and doesn’t find you there. He’ll usually spot you when you’re walking home and will drive up beside you to try and win you back. 

“Get in the car y/n.”

“Get lost Ace!” You shout, spouting off some rant about how you’re through and aren’t coming back. 

“That’s bullshit and you know it! We’ll be doing this till the end of time darlin’.”

“This is the last damn time Ace.”

“Come on babe, gimme another chance. Why’d you get that tattoo if you couldn’t handle me.” He joked. 

“... If I get in that damn car you promise this won’t happen again?”

“Hell, I can’t promise anything but I’ll sure as hell try.”

- When you guys are in bed he’ll apologize for real, wrapping his arms around you while you lay your head on his chest.

“You do know I’m sorry, right?”

- He’s kind of just your average dirtbag who sometimes takes you for granted, then makes it up to you in some way that makes it really hard for you to leave. You know you should probably ditch him but you just can’t, you love him for better or for worse. 

- You probably have a civil ceremony or a really small wedding. He’s not one for stuff that’s big and fancy so something private is ideal for him. 

[ultrastellara]

hi i saw that you were taking requests if you aren’t anymore feel free to ignore this!! if you are then can i get a kirishima x bakugou’s sister how would bakugou react thanks and i hope you have a great day!! :)

sorry for my lateness but pls dont worry, i love getting requests! and enjoy the scenario that you wanted , lovely!

DATING KIRISHIMA AS BAKUGOU'S SISTER

kirishima x bakugou's sister reader

fluff , cuteness, & friends to lovers <3

the beginning

i think being bakugou's sister isnt that easy

bakugou wouldnt be the type of sibling to hand you the toy that you desperately wanted

he also seems the type to also make you jealous because of his grades or brag about how his quirk is way more awesome than yours

mistuki and masaru were grateful that they were able to have a daughter, so you were mostly the spoiled child out of the family

you werent snotty or arrogant because bakugou took over that job for you

between you and bakugou, you shared a two year difference

you were the kinder sibling, the one who would give the toy to bakugou

you were also the one who would give your money to bakugou if he forgot his lunch money

now when it he attended UA, you were attending middle school still

you acknowledged that bakugou was childhood friends with midoriya

you remembered all the play dates they had and the moments they shared over all might

you would always try to come into their conversations, trying to make friends with midoriya

midoriya wouldnt talk back much but when he tried to, bakugou would tell you to go away

bakugou really hated the fact that you would tried to be his friend

so he would purposely give excuses or things for you to do or go with

you didnt know he hated the idea with you hanging out with his own best friend

but he simply hated it, because he found you " annoying "

as bakugou attended UA, he would always or sometimes bring home his best friend kirishima

now let me tell you that, kirishima wasnt exactly like midoriya

kirishima would cut bakugou off if he tried telling you to go back to your room

but you just wanted to make friends that's all

kirishima wasnt the type to ignore what you wanted to say

he would actually listen to you and chat with you

" so are you also a fan of all might, kirishima ?" you asked

" hmm not really but crimson riot is my favorite hero!" he said cheerfully

bakugou would always leave the room whenever you two talked

the only time where you didnt talk to kirishima was when bakugou and him would have study sessions in his room

you would stop by once in a while to give them food or drinks

sometimes you'll chat with kirishima but very minimal

you respected him and he respected you too

on days where him and bakugou arent studying they're probably playing games

now during those times you would always stay in bakugou's room just to talk to kirishima about the things you learned in school that day

did bakugou get irritated? yeah

but he wouldnt bother you and kirishima, since he felt okay with you hanging out with his best friend

during their game sessions , you would always be next to kirishima watching him as he played the game

your eyes would be focused on the screen, however once in a while you would look at kirishima and admire his face

you thought no one in the room would notice this small habit

until you caught bakugou giving you a disgusted look

the look of ' stop looking at him you're being so fucking weird '

you would always give him back a happy smile to just piss bakugou off but you didnt stop this habit after that encounter

ever since that encounter of just looking at kirishima, you slowly started to want to see him everyday

it didnt scare or catch bakugou off guard because he only viewed you and kirishima as friends too

kirishima never saw you annoying or stupid like how bakugou did

" hey katsuki, is kirishima coming today?" you ask as you're standing near his doorway

" yeah, what about it dumbie?" he would annoyingly reply

" oh nothing just asking that's all " you would run off to your room and waited for kirishima

the middle

bakugou would be hella honest to kirishima about how you are as his sister

honestly kirishima did see you like the way bakugou did

annoying, clingy, and stupid

until the first day he was able to meet you and get to know you as bakugou's sister

boy was bakugou wrong about you

you werent all the things bakugou had told him, he found you fun and kind

you were fun to talk to about heroes you both admired

your kindness when you would always bring him and bakugou their snack and drinks

those traits of you really did catch him off guard

as he got to learn more about you, he found more things he slowly wished he could spend more time with

your beauty was one of them, you had a bright smile whenever you said hello to him

that cheerful laugh and your adorable blush whenever kirishima would compliment about the outfit you had that day

slowly as time passed, he was finding you more as a person than just the title ' bakugou's sister '

as it hit his third year at being UA, you started to attend UA like your brother

he would usually see you hanging out with your friends in the hallways

it was your first year at UA, you werent like the girl that kirishima knew years ago

you still had that smile and laugh but your personality had expanded beautifully

you would hang out with the bakusquad sometimes

you still had cling onto kirishima talking to him like you usually would

you and kirishima have grown closer and could be best friends too

bakugou didnt really care for you hanging out with kirishima since he realized that no matter what he could do you would always find your ways to the shark boy

your friends at UA were suspicious when you told them that you were friends with kirishima

countless times you would always drag your friend over to you while you would follow around your brother and kirishima

they would hear and see the conversations and many interactions that you and kirishima had

they did think that your bond with him was adorable since he was your upperclassman until later on in the year

they wanted to tell you what they had thought of you and him because let's be real, they were sorta tired of this obliviousness between you and kirishima

" you know y/n, you and kirishima seem pretty close to be best friends" your friend said

" yeah i mean i known him since i was in middle school" you stated

your friend gave you a curious look with a head tilt

" what i meant was that im started to think you might have feelings for him. i know you both dont flirt openly but just the way that he looks at you, it seems like hes giving you the look of ' hey youre cute and maybe you and i could be closer than before "they stated

now that changed your view of kirishima

let's just say your friend mightve been right about you and kirishima

the next following week, whenever you had seen him in the hallways or even just think of kirishima

your heart would always beat rapidly

your cheeks were usually flushed with pink and bits of red

you were always all over the place with the conversations you had with him

things were slowly changing of how you looked at him

you never thought of liking him because you didnt see him as a person for you to end up with

you had an ideal type but

i think your ideal type was the definition of kirishima written all over it

kirishima noticed your small changes in how you talked to him but he didn't think of your blushing too much

he understood that you were going through puberty so maybe it was just a normal thing for girls to do with guys

it wasnt until he heard your friend talking to you about kirishima

" im not sure, i feel like me liking or possibly liking kirishima... i think maybe it wont work out.." your voice was spoken softly

" maybe but you never know until you try. i get that he is a upperclassman and that many girls could be after him but he is your brother's best friend and your best friend too. if you really like him, i think you should go for it. unless hes taken but seeing the times hes been hanging out with you i doubt he has a partner" he heard them saying.

she likes me ? he thought to himself with red hues coming onto his cheeks

he felt bad for dropping in to hear your conversation about him but he couldnt help himself but think more of this

he knew that you were younger than him but he never saw you in a sisterly way

he always looked at you as a person or more specifically a woman

he didnt mind thinking of you liking him however the only part of him that got him wanting to stop having you on his mind was that

how would it work out ?

and how would bakugou react?

he really wanted to talk to you about it but seeing how uncertain you were about these feelings for him, he decided to try to get your attention and see that he too, had possible feelings for you

the pining

ever since he heard that conversation between you and your friend

he would subtlety leave you small hints

sometimes he would ask if he could take your backpack and hold it for you

during the study sessions between him and bakugou, whenever you would come into their dorm room ( with mr aizawa's permission ) he would ask if he could lean against your shoulder when he would get tired from the countless hours of studying

you would always say yes to his offers

you said yes to it because one, you were having crazy feelings for him but two, you thought it was really sweet of him to ask you for these things

you never had any other guy to ask you these offers, kirishima was the first one

as these small interactions started to happen, you caught yourself hearing a conversation between kirishima and bakugou

" you like my sister ?" bakugou asked.

" uhh...what made you think that?" kirishima nervously asked.

you were hiding from the corner away from the hallway where your brother and kirishima stood.

" oi, shitty hair its fucking obvious" he states.

" haha...how did you know ?" Kirishima nervously replied with a fear of look on his face.

" come on you and my sister, i see the way you look at her and the interactions you have with her. i mean im fine with you to date her but shitty hair, if you hurt her feelings or hurt her in anyway i will blast you " bakugou leans in closely to kirishima, giving him a glare.

" so uh most importantly you're okay with me wanting to date your sister ?"

" yeah as long you treat her right shitty hair"

after that conversation with bakugou and kirishima, your face was really red

the confession

kirishima's confession to you was simple

he wanted to tell you when you and him had some alone time away from anyone else

" hey can i talk to you, y/n?" kirishima asks you.

" sure kiri!" you reply back.

kirishima leads you to the hallways where nobody was seen. his face was slowly becoming dark red and he was fidgeting with his hands.

he was nervous. you started to get sorta suspicious of him acting like this but you couldnt jump to conclusions until you heard what he had to tell you.

" you know , im not sure if you know but i wanted to tell you that i think i been liking yo-"

" i know, kiri. " you truthfully told him.

" you know what?" he asks.

" i know you like me" you smiled at him with a chuckle, " it's cute but i accidentally heard you talking to katsuki about me. i apologize for walking in to hear that but-"

you were caught off guard because the next thing you saw that was coming at you. you felt a warm hug and kiss on your forehead by him. you didn't realize he was holding you this close and had kissed you on the forehead. however your cheeks were speaking what your mouth couldn't produce.

" no please y/n, im glad you found out by then. i actually had overheard a conversation between you and your friend about me" he was looking at you with his eyes focused on your eyes," it was cute. really really cute. but since we know how we feel about each other. ill wait for you after i graduate" he states.

your eyes soften as you heard the word 'wait'. you never had experience anything like this especially finding yourself waiting for your brother's best friend to date you after you graduate UA.

" you'll wait for me? are you sure about that, kiri?" you asked him, your hands were softly caressing his cheeks.

"of course. i mean i dont think i want to give myself away to anyone else but you, y/n" he give a reassuring smile before kissing your forehead again.

" let's wait for each other okay?" he hands his pinky finger for you. you take your pinky finger out, both creating a pinky promise.

the dating and reaction of bakugou

after you graduated and became a pro hero like kirishima and your brother, bakugou

you were happily dating the hardening hero, ejiro kirishima

you both had time for each other on the weekends

movie nights would happen, cuddling sessions and sometimes even cooking sessions too

your hands were always held against his and kissed by him too

you were there for him whenever he had insecurities of his quirk

and he was there for you to lean onto when you had moments of your own insecurities too

but you both balanced each other out

your first kiss with him was shared on your half way mark to your first anniversary of dating

then by the full year mark, you both had kissed so much

you often wore his clothes and shared the things you learned from your online classes

he shared his memories at work with his agency and

it felt like the memories you and him shared when you were in middle school

now bakugou, when he first saw you both together once as a couple

as a couple i said not as " friends "

let's say that he was utterly disgusted when he saw his best friend running over to you, kissing you on the forehead

"DISGUSTING! THATS SO FUCKING GROSS JESUS CHRIST !" he had to walk away from the both of you.

he was happy for you and happy for his best friend

but mostly for you, because

he was your older brother and you were his sister but

he didnt ever want to see you hurt from his best friend

sure he bullied you and was a little brat towards you but only he could make you try or feel hurt

if it was someone else like kirishima, he would be hella disappointed in him but also would feel shitty about himself

he doesn't like admiting he cares for you and wants to protect you

but if he can protect you from a far or tell you something to prevent you from getting hurt

that's all he cared for

because from the day he saw you looking at kirishima, he knew that you had to be with his best fiend than anyone else

besides he was ok with you being next to kirishima in the past

and now hes relieved that someday his best friend will be marrying his baby sister

that's all he could care for

[foenixs]

Skz as flower shop owners 😔💔

Skz as Flower Shop Owners

note: this ask was so soft and sweet and it made my heart bloom 😍🥺

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no warnings because this is the softest soft to ever soft

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Bang Chan : the flirt

tells you you’re the prettiest flower to ever be in his shop

asks you for your name and proceeds to talk about the history and meaning of said name, picking out a flower that he thinks will fit your persona and style best

he’s good at reading people and always ends up with a list of phone numbers at the end of his shift

the bouquets of flowers he puts together are simple (in variety of colours and flowers), but very personal

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Minho : the unpexcted one

he once helped out at a flower shop during his summer holidays and tho no one expected him to like it he ended up opening his own store

listens intently to what his customers look for instead of talking a bunch himself

people are surprised to find out he’s the owner since he seems more like a temp, but he just smiles through it and sells the flowers above market value for the rude customers

ends up falling in love with the cute girl that comes by once a week to buy a bouquet of flowers for her mother, who is in the hospital

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Changbin : the dedicated one

makes the most aesthetically pleasing bouquets and starts blushing when customers compliment his skills

is shy but dedicated and blends out the childish comments teenage boys make when they walk past his shop

cares a lot about the interior design of his shop, he wants it to look bright and welcoming and keeps rearranging stuff to fit his ideal

gives courses on how to arrange flowers and always makes space for a new employee (wants to share his love for the craft with as many people as possible)

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Hyunjin : the flower

always has a flower in his hair that the first customer of the day gets to pick

unintentionally flirting with customers through his charming nature, but starts stumbling over his words when someone asks him on a date

has music playing through the speakers, according to the weather (calm songs on a rainy day, upbeat songs un a sunny day, etc.) and sways to the rhythm

always happy and smiling and the glimmer in his eyes makes his customers give him an extra large tip

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Jisung : the good spirit

COLOURS: his shop is the most colourful on the street and he mixes a variety of flowers from all over the world

has a summary about each flower taped to the buckets (his shop might as well be a museum)

strikes a conversation with the customer as if they were his best friend

if you are having a bad day just stop buy his shop and he’ll tell you a joke to lift your spirits, gifting the leftover flowers to you

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Felix : the artist

you can always find him at the back of the shop, decorating goodie bags (“I’ll be out in a sec” Is the sentence you are greeted with when entering the store)

has a notebook in which he draws designs for flower bouquets

hangs his framed poems and dried flower petals up on the walls (one day someone asks him if the art is up for sale and he realizes he can expand his business)

his shop is in a little village, but people from the big cities come to see him (he loves the quiet cottage core vibe)

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Seungmin : the heir

inherited the shop from his mother, who had inherited it from her parents

since it’s a family business, a lot of elderly customers come by the store, gushing about how grown up he already was and how glad they were that the store was in such good hands

he cares a lot about the personal bond with his customers and tries to lower the prices if he feels like they can’t afford his flowers, but they always tell him to leave it as it is, and he needn’t worry about them

sometimes the elders bring him cookies and tell him stories about the good old days, thanking him for lending them an ear

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Jeongin : the newcomer

constantly takes selfies with the flowers, posting them on his social media to support his shop

had his grand opening half a year ago but sells out every day in a couple of hours

has his brother helping him out with the finances while he is the face of the company

opens the door for you to welcome you in with a big smile and greets his regulars with their name (is good at remembering faces and makes his customers feel appreciated and heard)

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[graceslavenderhaze]

Hear the sirens, {connor stevens}

synopsis: After the shadow man was defeated their was no new supernatural anomalies in town, then you and your wayward family showed up. 

also this gif is lovethephantoms gif but I still can’t figure out why the handle won’t come up underneath the gif. 

another female requested reader however when referred to in the writing the pronouns are gender neutral.

This is part one of three!

The Midnight Society had finally settled back into life as it normally was. Gabby had passed her PSAT’s and gotten her permit, still working her way to get out of shadow bay. Hanna still heavily involved in her activism and getting more signatures than before hand on her petitions, making the world a better place even if it was one step, by herself, at a time. Luke back to focusing on school and wrestling, he was still benched for weekend meet for disciplinary due to being late to practice which gave him plenty of time to work on the science project he owed . Jai back to being the comic book nerd his friends loved him as, no longer feeling like he had to own up to any sort of standards when his friends loved him the way he was. Then there was Connor. Who found it harder than his friends to move on, it wasn’t that easy for him. His dad didn’t know what happened so he carried on with the fishing trips like usual. Luke and Hanna had started dating after the glow dance so he was adjusting to his best friend not always being available. While he knew that the shadow man was gone, something in him still felt dark. Like a part of him had been permanently darkened by what he’d been through. He felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up whenever he walked by cemeteries, or historic settlements of shadow bay. He pushed it all down and acted like nothing happened. But he still slept with the lights on. He still had nightmares most nights. 

The Amana family Coven had been around for centuries. It was one of the few that was a female centric coven throughout the dark ages in magic along side the golden ages. The eldest of the coven was Gaia Amana, whose daughter was Leticia Amana, they remain the only two witches in the coven. Leticia married Willow a human woman that had been orphaned in her childhood due to an magical accident claiming her parents. They had two children. Two daughters. One who was a Witch with the gift of clairvoyance. Another who was a Banshee with a generational blood curse. 

That Witch, with the clairvoyance? That was you. Your Sister was the Banshee. This was the story of your family and the magic deeply routed throughout your family and bloodline, biological and adoptive. Growing up with magic isn’t a fairytale. You never stayed in one town longer than four years, where there was witches there was hunters who never strayed far.

So anyone who had magic lived by three commandments for protections.

Thou shall not bear the knowledge of magic,

Thou shall not caress a practitioner of magic,

Thou shall not survive a witches love. 

By those three commandments your family was able to continue to practice their respective magic without worrying about witch hunts in town. But the times had changed from when your grandmother first took over the coven. It was the twenty first century and spirituality and supernatural abilities were somewhat mainstream, not the truth but the refraction of what was going on. It blurred the lines of what was actually going on. So when it was time for the quadrennial move, your mothers had chosen a small town in Canada. Shadow Bay. There was hardly any supernatural occurrence’s there. With the exceptional of a magic shop but witch hunters had standards so they’d never show up there anyways. 

You’d gotten used to the somewhat lonely routine of your life. The moving every four years, the secrets about your magic, while it wasn’t ideal. You loved your magic and you wouldn’t trade your abilities for anything else in the world. But having some solid friends would’ve been a nice start.  

The drive wasn’t the longest you’ve ever taken, it also wasn’t the shortest you’ve every taken either. The only difference was that due to getting your license recently your grandmother let you drive her car. You’d lived in a lot of placed over the years. Apartments, ranch, colonial, victorian. Now you were living in a cottage in the woods by a lighthouse. Pulling into the drive you passed a group of six people. Five teens who looked around your age and one who seemed to be younger possibly in middle school. 

“Keys are in the mail box.” Your grandmother said, you looked over. “That’s harsh.” You said unbuckling and opening the door to retrieve the keys from the mail box. If the group of teens weren’t staring before they definitely were now. “Can i help you ?” You asked turning around at the group of teens who were like you thought, were staring.

A tall blonde in a leather jacket and all black, A red head wearing an army jacket and docs, A brunnette with curly hair who had a denim jacket on, A tanned brunnette boy wearing street clothes, A pale brunette who had a skateboard not far from his grasp, and a little boy wearing a cap and a wand in his hand.

“Did you just move into the haunted house in the woods?” The brunnette in street clothes asked with zero hesitation. Haunted? “Jai!” The red head exclaimed slapping his arm. The blonde still was staring at you. Like there was this connection flowing between the two of you, you felt it too. “Sorry he has the social skills of a second grader. I’m Hanna Romero.” She said extending a hand towards you. “Y/n Amana.” 

“This is Gabby Lewis, that’s Jai Malyas, He’s Luke Mccoy, on the end is Connor Stevens,” So staring boy has a name. “And that’s my little brother Seth.” She said giving a full rollcall for you. “Sorry i just have to ask, the haunted house in the woods?” Jai said not putting his question down. Everyone turned to him and you laughed. 

“So you believe in the other side?” You said crossing your arms and raising your eyebrows. The group fell silent for a minute. “Well I mean is there really another side? Maybe all the funs having here.” Connor said smiling at you, lying. You didn’t need magic to know. You just knew the faces of people who’d experienced the supernatural and didn’t know how to explain it afterwards.

“All right then pretty boy.” You said slightly taken aback Connors eyes widened. “Are you going to shadow bay high once you get settled?” Gabby asked you. You nodded, “Yeah my sister and I are suppose to start next week.” Gabby looked at Connor and then back to you, “We could show you both around, give you the old razzle dazzle.” She said. You smiled, “Yeah i’d really appreciate that!” 

“No problem! Right Connor?” Gabby said, nudging him. You turned your eyes backed to him. “Yeah no problem at all.” He said running a hand through his hair. You nodded. “I should probably go but i’ll see you guys next week.” You said, each of the teens saying a goodbye to you and you got into the car where your grandmother was waiting, dropping the envelopes with the keys on the dash board. 

“Well that looked like a lot more than just getting the keys.” She noted as you started to drive up into the woods. “Just some local kids who offered to show me around when i start and also said our house is the local haunted house in the woods.” You said turning as the road winded. She nodded, “This town is going to be different, you can feel it can’t you?” You could and it gave you butterflies. 

That night after dinner you sat up decorating your room. You’d never had your own room before and now you had free creative decisions. You sister knocked on the door holding two cups of tea, “Tea time?” You nodded. You were older by two years, it wasn’t much but sometimes it still managed to wedge a gap between the two of you for certain subjects. She placed your mug down on your desk were you were placing posters up and she sat on your bed. “So Grams said that you were flirting with some outsiders type beat boy earlier.” 

You turned taking a sip, “I was not flirting. I might’ve called him pretty boy. But that’s the highest form of flattery rather than flirting if anything!” You said to your sister. “What if you date him? What if you fall in love and have cute babies?” She gushed. “I just met him!” You exclaimed to her turning around, “Oh come on, haven’t you ever wanted to date someone?” 

“I don’t date. We move too much besides there’d be too much lying. It would just be heartbreak for me and whoever i’m with.” You said turning your attention back to decorating rather than the conversation. Silence washed over and the question that had been on everyone’s minds was asked once again. “Is it gonna be different here?” 

You stalled, exhaling slowly. “You have the gift of clairvoyance, if anything you can tell out of all of us.” She said with excitement. “No i’m not doing it.” You said shutting her suggestion down. “Oh come on!” She persisted. 

“Astral projecting isn’t meant for figuring out if we’re going to live out our coming of age fantasies, it’s meant for real magic. I’m not doing it. If any clairvoyant dreams come to me, that’s one thing. I’m not chasing them.” You said breaking down the now empty box that once held pictures, posters and other wall hanging knick knacks. Your sister pouted, “Buzzkill.” She muttered under her breath, “Well were either of the girls cute and give gay vibes?” She asked as she finished her mug and placed it on the floor. 

“Ask them yourself. They offered to show us around on our first day. But no powers. If you want a relationship it has to be fully yourself no magic sire ties. Magic sometimes makes it messy.” You said unfortunately speaking from experience. Magic was beautiful but it doesn’t come from nothing, there is a give and a take. Like everything else in the universe. 

That night you found it hard to sleep, you usually had issues sleeping the first night in a new town. It was some sort of internal clock routine. You snuck out of the front door, for a house that had been around for as long as it had been it wasn’t the loudest. The floor boards didn’t creak every time you walked over them, the doors didn’t screech whenever you opened them an inch at a time, and the house didn’t settle several times a day. But for all you knew a spell could’ve been casted to prevent that. 

You found comfort being on your own. Having clairvoyance was overwhelming at times. You had no control over your powers, they never had a specific trigger, so naturally you just steered clear of people in general. You figured there was no way to be given unwanted visions of the future if you just didn’t have anything to do with anyone at all. Your own loneliness was your own fault. Walking through the woods you felt the feeling of dark magic, it was a distinct feeling that you hadn’t felt often but it was unforgettable when you did. It over takes you, like a wave but instead of being able to see through the water its ink. It’s heavy, and dark. It drags you under. 

You hear several snaps of twigs behind you and slightly startled you turn to see the animal or whatever that was behind you. Ready to cast a spell incase whatever followed was a foe and not a friend you gathered your hands in front of your body, “Either you come out or it’s going to be a bad night for you.” You called out into the darkness. Several more twigs snapped under what you assumed where footsteps as a dark shape came out from behind the tree. 

“I surrender!” The figured called out with slight fear in their voice. “My hands are up!” The voice sounded so familiar as they neared towards you. Once they were within eye sight you noticed it was one of the boys from earlier, Connor. “ Take it easy there cobra kai.” He said gesturing to your hands which could be assumed in a fighting position, which they were just not the fighting position he thought it would be. 

You took your hands away from the stance they were place in front of your body, “So, you enjoy taking walks in the dark and startling people pretty boy?” You asked crossing your arms. He lowered his flashlight so he wasn’t practically blinding you anymore. He laughed lowly for a second, “To be fair with the way i was snapping twigs, if you were startled that sounds like a you deal.” 

You smiled at him for second, “I’m Connor Stevens by the way, we met earlier but i don’t know you if remember me.” He said running a hand through his hair, a nervous habit probably. “Oh so you assume that you’re unforgettable. Not a chance pretty boy.” You said taking several steps closer. Slightly taken aback once again by your boldness for the second time in the one day. “I have a name you know.” 

“Oh so you don’t find pretty boy flattering?” You asked coyly, going silence after trying to create an argument. “Thought so.” You said smiling. His eyes stayed glued onto you, his dad has taught him better than to stare. 

“Sorry, i just keep getting this deja vu feeling but i would definitely remember meeting you.” He said unfiltered getting close enough for you to catch a vision, you back up slightly and he’s hurt by this. It’s written all over his face. “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” He apologized quickly and sincerely.

“Oh no i just have this thing with physical touch, it’s nothing personal. You’d remember meeting me? Are you reading into my character?” You said with a slight cockiness mixed into the tone. He nodded, “No it’s just you’re literally one of the prettiest girls i’ve ever seen.” You dropped the flashlight that you’d brought with you. You rushed forward to pick it up as did Connor, both your fingertips grazed each other.

The images flooded through your head. You saw past images first, not older than a month or so. It was dark, he was in the woods running, then there was a book of spells it looked like ever other witches book, and then he was grabbed into the dark. Inside of something that looked like a lighthouse but rotted on the inside and there was absolutely no light. Then there was present, this moment right here right now. The future was the two of you in front of the high school, you guessed. Then it was just the two of you, your aura’s with a red string connecting them at the pinkies. But then it was him holding your hands as something tried to drag you. Then it was over. 

You blinked a few times before looking back up at Connor, “Are you okay? You looked like you saw a ghost.” He said with a slight laugh dropping the flashlight into your palm like it was burning him to touch. “Something like that.” You muttered lightly and standing back up. Silence washed over, “I should probably get back home before anyone notices i’m gone.” You said. He nodded, “See you around, cobra kai?” 

“See you pretty boy.” You confirmed turning around to walk back to your house for the night. Sneaking back in just as quietly as you left. You managed to fall asleep before the sun rose this time. Once you fell asleep, the visions still lingered on a loop. Despite how much you hated it on a deep level it was comforting compared to the nightmares that had a tendency to plague you from time to time. 

The next morning your family had gotten take out from the local diner for breakfast and during the morning conversation no one mentions anything that gives away your nightly adventure. Throughout the rest of the week you and your family continues to get settled into your house. You hadn’t seen Connor on any of your nightly walks through the woods throughout the rest of the week and as the day of starting school gets closer you just assume you’ll see him along with his friends. 

Your sister and you were sitting in the office after you’d gotten your schedules and other paperwork. “We have two student volunteers who offered to show you around.” The secretary said as she handed the two of you a peppermint, Slightly disappointed, going under the impression you’d get to hang out with Connor and his friends today. The door creeks open and you turn. Gabby and Hanna enter the office, you notice through the glass pane of the door Luke, Jai and Connor standing in the hallway waiting for them. 

“Ah, Hanna Romero and Gabby Lewis. This is Y/n Amana and Ramona Amana.” She said as the two of you stood up. “If you need anything during your next few days don’t hesitate to reach out.” She said sincerely, offering a comforting smile. Your sister and you both exchanged thanks before leaving the office. 

You saw Luke nudge Connor to which he muttered a shut up, you smiled. “Nice to see you again pretty boy.” You said smirkingly, Jai looked up from his phone. “Again, you went into the haunted woods?” He said looking at Connor, who blank faced. “Thanks for ratting me out. Besides, there wasn’t anything out there other than Y/n and their fists of fury almost giving me a black eye.” He said punching you lightly in the shoulder, laughing with you. 

“What’s the deal with those woods anyway? It seems like everyone has some story about them.” Ramona asked no one specific just wanting a general answer after hearing the endless week of comments. The group went silent, “Okay so like did someone get murdered there. Some true crime type beat?” You asked as you leaned against the wall next to Connor. Leaning your head on his shoulder, he leaned his head on yours after a few moments of hesitation. 

“It’s an unbelievable story.” Jai said as he looked at the comic in his hand with a confused look and then closed it, Ramona smirked. “Oh we know a lot about those type of stories.” She said standing next to Gabby. Both were stealing looks when the other wasn’t. “Where are you guy’s from?” Hanna asked with confusion and a slight laugh. “Where aren’t we from.” You said under your breath catching the attraction of the group. 

“We’re military, we move a lot.” Ramona said. The cover story that had been engrained into you both from elementary school. “Damn that must suck.” Luke said getting elbowed by Hanna, “I mean thank you for your service.” He corrected himself. You laughed a little as Luke tried to awkwardly save himself. You saluted him, causing Connor to smile. 

“Nice bracelets.” Gabby said to Ramona, she looked down at them before looking back up. “Thanks.” She said slightly flustered and blushing. “Mo you should see if you and Gabby have any classes together.” You suggested slightly trying to wing woman. “What? Oh yeah!” She said handing over her schedule eagerly to Gabby. Soon enough the two walked off. 

“So, Hanna do you have the list for morning announcements?” Jai said, Hanna met him with a confused look as did Luke. “Announcements? Oh yeah! We’ll see you guys after home room!” As they left Connor and you in the hallway. “Your friends really lack subtly.” You said as you watched them go down the hallway, Hanna arguing with Jai while Luke occasionally looked back.

“Oh you have no idea.” He said turning back to you, “Oh! How do you feel about horror movies?” He asked reaching into his backpack. “Top three movie genre. Why?” You asked, he pulled out a small “slashers rule” pin and handed it you. “A formal apology for scaring you in the woods the other night, and you seemed like you’d like it.” He said gesturing to your backpack decorated with pins and patches, you smiled. “I love it.” His nervousness seemed to fade with those three words. “I’ve never really had friends or anyone give me something like this so, thank you.” 

“That must’ve been lonely.” He said as you shrugged, it was lonely but it was also complicated. “Yeah but i’m not lonely anymore.” You said as you subconsciously ran your thumb over the pin and looked up at him. He blushed, you’d learned he did that a lot and quite easily none the less. 

“So you ready for the shadow bay tour?” He said pushing off the wall, rubbing his hands together. Students had started to clear out of the halls paying absolutely no attention to Connor and yours’ affair in the corner. “Oh definitely. Just so you know i’ve been to four schools over the past eleven years, so you’re competing with that.” 

“Oh it’s a competition?” He said with fake outburst laced onto his voice, you nodded with a sarcastic smile that turned genuine. “I think i can handle that.” He said as you two began descending down the halls of Shadow Bay high. Despite your own personal barriers and everything you’d ever been taught in your life, you were falling for Connor. Your better judgement knew that you’d pay for that at some point in your life. Sooner or later, you always did. 

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hello my loves! This is part one of three and i’m currently working on the other parts! 

[kenmas-consoles]

Could I request headcannons for Oikawa, Iwa, Kuroo, and Bokuto with a alpha female girlfriend? I feel like that would be kinda funny, their girlfriend is in charge of them. Thank you!

Honestly i see these simps as someone who actually likes being dominated despite being a very dominating person themselves. Iz my firsy time writing an Omegaverse and i'm still quite unfamiliar with the concept but here we gooooo

Oikawa

This boy is a switch and we all know it

Minus the fact that he also reeks of alpha scent (your alpha scent) so it isn’t quite obvious that he’s an Omega cause he can mask it to make it look like its coming from him

But i mean boi who he kidding he totally gives off submissive omega vibes

Boy get’s turned on when their s/o gets all authoritative

The boy loves it when you get all jealous, he soaks it in everytime you do

He would purposely hang out with his fan girls and maybe flirt a little whenever he feels the need to rile s/o on

Uses it as an excuse to get scented and marked

Honestly is the biggest simp

He loves the fact that your alpha instincts take over when your helping him babysit Takeru you get all motherly and protective

Hates it when you hangout with other Omegas that aren’t him, boy gets whiny

One time his s/o was hanging out with their friends at the mall, Oikawa being at the right place at the right time sees s/o and their group of friends

While he’s walking towards them he realizes you’re making small talk with another group of female omegas who were dare he say it were quaking because of your scent.

He didn’t care if they were female or not cause any other omega he sees that is in anyway attracted to his alpha he sees as a threat

Wouldn’t hesitate to yeet (the girls)himself in and take his alpha away

Iwaizumi

How can he not be an alpha himself

Like just look at him

Although very rare cases they too exists, relationships between two alphas

Play fighting that turns into something really physical and sexually tense

You both are the couple that commands the attention of practically everywhere tou guys go to

Like don’t matter where your pheromones are really really strong mainly because you both are tryna get the other to submit

Always accidentally turning on omegas who are near by cause both your scent are too fricken strong

Arguing only leads up to something more heated and lord save me for I am a sinner for saying it but shit gets fricken steamy

I see Iwa as a reasonable partner but for the life of him will never back down from a challange cause he always gets what he wants so s/o fricken watch out cause the boy doesnt care if you’re an alpha as well cause he’s gonna fricken wreck you

Just. Fucking. Try

Boy thinks its hot when his s/o does but—

He’s always going to want to be the dominant one and he doesn’t care how persistent or threatening his s/o gets

With eyes narrowed, teeth bared and heavy breathing

It’s gonna be a long night

Kuroo

Ayt just imagine it Kuroo as a Beta that gives dom vibes 👀👀

Like I know how Betas are seen as subordinate and kinda low class but it doesnt mean all of them are since Betas are known to be rogue as well cause they challange alphas for top spot sometimes

Boy is naturally drawn into s/o’s dominant side but is since he’s a Beta and can’t get into heat he’s almost immune to his s/o’s scent

Is controlled enough to get cheeky and try to turn the tides

Boy attracts a fair few Betas and Omegas himself and would always cheekily look over at his Alpha s/o almost as if to say “well what are you gonna do about it”

Like Oikawa this boy would rile up his s/o to see how far they can go before they snap

Boy plays innocent though and s/o aint having any of that

He doesnt deny that he likes having her in charge cause in his words

“It’s fucking hot”

I see his s/o as the one who gets jealous easily and try to ward away others who come near Kuroo cause they territorial like that

He thinks its cute tho and he can say that to their face

Always has that stupid smile on his face whenever their out on dates and someone so much as looks in Kuroo’s direction

He’d tell her laughingly to calm down while hugging them or draping an arm over their s/o in reassurance

Smugly thinks he’s “tamed the alpha”

No matter how much of a stray (cat) dog he is he’s only got the hots for s/o

Bokuto

Again i’d like to think of this boy as an alpha himself as well (if you don’t sense alpha energy radiating off of him then you gotta get some help)

He isn’t the typical alpha though

Unlike Iwaizumi though he wouldn’t head on challange his s/o moreover the boy actually kinda enjoys his s/o taking over the reigns

Loves it even

Not all the time though cause he still feels the need to take charge and remind his s/o not to get ahead of themselves since he’s an alpha male

I mean cmon the boy still has his pride and reputation to uphold

Kinda see him as this college jock

Ideally he would like his s/o to be confident, easygoing and demanding (someone who isn’t shy to voice out what they want)

He doesn’t want to take full dominance over his s/o but would never fail to take matters in his own hands when he needs too

The boy also likes feeling that his s/o can depend on him because that’s the way he is

He’s an alpha for pete’s sake

I’m sure s/o wouldn’t mind either since a dominating Bokuto is actually a sight to behold

I peg him as the type of guy who doesnt really care all about this all alpha, beta, omega label

but it doesnt mean that his instincts don’t kick in every now and then

[stellar-starseed]

Closer Than That

Group: Stray Kids

Pairing: Changbin x fem!reader, Jisung x fem!reader, polyamory

Word Count: 2,979

Summary: Your best friends happen to be 3racha, but Changbin was your closest friend from childhood. When things start to take a different turn in your relationship, you're left wondering which way is up.

Chapter: 4/?

Other Chapters: Ch 1, Ch 2, Ch 3, Ch 4

Warnings: 18+; sexual content, language

Note: this is cross posted on ao3

Chapter 4

You weren’t sure whether or not you should be jumping at the chance to date your best friend. When you were younger you did used to hope it would be you two in the end. Life happened and crushed that thought altogether.

Soon enough you had to grow up and the idea of dating Changbin couldn’t stand up to your grueling adult life. You put it at the back of your mind along with dating in general.

That was until Jisung Han, with all his charm, waltzed in to your life. The first time he saw you he was hitting on you and it took you by surprise. He was generally outgoing you later realized but you had held on to a crush from that day. Changbin didn’t seem to notice, but every chance he got he was dissing Jisung in front of you.

You felt pretty selfish for wanting them both. But in all honesty you really did. Individually they were both incredible guys really, but you couldn’t decide if your life depended on it who you would see yourself with. Each time you made a decision you felt it was wrong. You cared for both of them deeply.

“What am I thinking?” You groan.

You had ignored Changbin’s attempts to hang out for a few days. You did feel kind of bad about it, but each time you did you remembered that hairstylist and the trainee and the barista. Your jaw clenched and you had to pull yourself from your anger.

You woke up one morning to your phone’s text message chime. Trying to reach for your phone, you swipe it to the floor.

“Damnit.” You groan as you push yourself up onto your elbows. You were not ready for the day. You stared at your phone that was too far to reach with a disapproving look.

“Is it even that important?” You lower yourself back into a comfortable position when your phone chimes two more times. “Seriously?”

You kick your covers off and head to the bathroom to wake up a bit. When you check your phone you have a missed call and several text messages. You had a rule that real emergencies allow for multiple calls but only real emergencies, so you put your phone down to take a shower before opening the messages. You had a feeling they weren’t going to put you in a good mood.

Your phone started ringing and you shut your eyes as the water hit your face. Nope. Not now.

“Answer your damn phone!” You couldn’t quite make out what was said but you shut off the water immediately.

“The fuck, bruh?” Chan opened the bathroom door.

“Uhm.” You peak your head out of the shower. “The fuck is right!”

“Why am I dealing with Jisung and now Changbin’s whining? They’re moping and fighting. And Changbin’s pissed at me? Me!”

“Towel?”

“Why don’t you just step out?” Chan smirked at you and leaned his elbow against the towel rack.

“Very funny. I can’t reach it from here.” You reach out your arm.

“Yeah, it’s a shame...” he giggled. You were upset with yourself for finding that cute.

“Okay, don’t hand me the towel. We can do this here. What are you here for?”

“I can’t take their bitching.” He shrugs.

“So, in dramatic Chanie fashion you blow up my phone and storm in here while I’m showering?”

“Well, I didn’t blow up your phone for the record, but yes.” He shrugs. You let out a loud sigh causing him to chuckle again he leans over and grabs your towel. He playfully starts to head out of the room when he sees the look on your face.

“Kidding.” He laughs, handing it to you. He walks out of the bathroom and closes the door behind him. “Also they’re fighting pretty bad. They’ve been getting into wrestling matches that Jeongin is definitely tired of splitting up.”

When you finish getting dressed, you find Chan on the couch with a bowl in hand. You laugh to yourself as he stuffs his face.

“I’m starving.” He shrugs. You roll your eyes and take a seat next to him. He offers you a bite which you gladly take because whatever he has concocted smelled delicious.

“You can make gold from nothing can’t you?”

“Thank you!” He says with a mouth full of food. “No one else agrees.”

You hear a knock at the door and your certain Changbin has come to mope, but Hyunjin stood there with a bag of food.

“Considering the state of these boys I thought you might want to talk.” He says pushing his way past you.

“Hyunjin-ah! I love you.” You wrap your arms around him from behind. “Can you kick Chanie out for me?”

“I heard that!” He called from the front room. You smile back at him and watch Hyunjin unpack the food he brought.

“So, you broke Jisung’s heart. What else is new?”

“I did no such thing!” You gasp. “Does Minho hate me too?” Your tone is softer and a bit defeated.

“Of course not. I mean he’ll probably give you shit, but when doesn’t he?” You nod and take the bowl of food Hyunjin prepared for you to the couch.

“So, how bad is it really?” You lift your head, pushing the food around in your bowl.

“Eat.” Hyunjin ordered.

“Yes ma’am.” You take a bite looking from Hyunjin to Chan wondering when you listened to any of them.

“Well Jisung is convinced that Changbin is sleeping with you just to claim that he got to you first.”

“Excuse me,” Chan chimes in, “I got to you first!”

You look at Hyunjin and feign gagging, causing Hyunjin to laugh with you.

“Joke all you want. We kissed on New Years the first year we met.” Chan crossed his arms over his chest in triumph.

“Does that count as getting to her first?” Hyunjin questioned crossing one leg over the other.

“Hell yeah it does.” Chan started off strong but then he saw your look and immediately toned it down. “I mean if we’re arguing about that sort of childish shit.”

Hyunjin laughed at the two of you. “I remember that.”

“Huh?” You and Chan say simultaneously.

“Jeongin found you two on the terrace that night.” Hyunjin says dramatically and his shoulders shake with laughter.

“Jisung knows doesn’t he?” Your mind momentarily plays the last day you saw Jisung before his attitude change. The day at your apartment where he told you explicitly he doesn’t think you’re a slut. You brush it from your mind. Jisung was definitely acting the opposite right now.

“Ya, I don’t know why you can’t pick one person!” Hyunjin pulls you from your thoughts with his laugh. “There’s always a new flavor of the week with you.”

“That’s true.” You add giggling. Chan pouted at you both. Chan set his bowl on the table in front of him and flopped back on the couch. Slumping over, he laid his head on your shoulder.

After your meal Hyunjin decided to drag Chan back to the dorms. It took some effort to get Chan to leave, but eventually you were left alone again.

You grab your phone and notice the text messages. After taking a deep breath you start looking through them.

09-563:

You can win a gift card! Click the link below.

Scroll

Mom:

You better be taking care of yourself

Scroll

Sammy:

Love you ;) Come see me when you get a chance!

Scroll

Binnie:

07:34 Ya! Haven’t I been punished enough?

You open his messages and scroll to the first message he sent last night.

Binnie:

19:45 I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that shit to Chan. It just felt right to call you my girl...

20:08 I also wanted to piss Chan off and I’m sorry...

20:08 Is this that serious?

23:59 Please don’t ghost me.

23:59 Please stop ghosting me*

02:27 I’m not sure if you’re reading these and not opening them,

but I don’t want to lose you over something stupid.

07:03 Haven’t slept because of this. Will you please just talk to me?

07:28 I’m sorry.

You sighed and backed out of his messages. You weren’t even sure what to say to him. You felt like shit for kicking him out and not speaking to him, but he honestly needs to stop making decisions without consulting you. You noticed you had a text from Jisung.

Jisung

09:49 Hey...

09:50 Can we talk?

Your heart skipped a beat. Who to text first? You start with Jisung and send a simple yes. You send a message to Changbin that turns out to be pretty lengthy. You let him know it’s not fair that he gets to flirt around and then claim you as his a second later.

Jisung responded immediately asking if you could meet at the usual coffee shop down the street from the studio. You were nearly through the roof. You jumped up and got dressed. It was only when you were heading out the door that you suddenly thought of all the ways this could go wrong.

Changbin paced the dorm, glancing at his phone every so often. He promised himself that he wouldn’t text anymore. He had said all he needed to say and anymore would just be pathetic, he told himself.

“Can you do that somewhere else?” Seungmin asked as he watched Changbin pace.

“He’s heart broken.” Felix appears from seemingly out of nowhere. “He refused my hug.” He slightly pouts. Seungmin shook his head.

Changbin suddenly sat on the couch and threw himself into a laying position, he was so frustrated he didn’t know what to do with himself.

“Much better.” Seungmin nods with a smile.

“He’s still sad.” Felix pouts.

“He needs alone time.” Seungmin nods waving Felix along.

Changbin ran his hands through his hair and thought about the fact that he laid his feelings out on the table. He told you and the guys that he wanted more when he said you were his. Your reaction was less than ideal. He was deflated. Then again, he thought, you may have just been upset to be out of the loop.

Changbin sat up. He decided he shouldn’t give you anymore space, he needed to go over there.

“Did you really ask that?” Hyunjin asked. “Never mind I’m sure you did.”

“I feel good about it.” Chan smiles.

“She’s not going to take you up on that. She’s in love I hope you know.” Hyunjin says matter-of-factly. “Oh.”

“Speaking of...” Chan says looking from Changbin to Hyunjin with a knowing look. Hyunjin nods.

“I wouldn’t mess with him.” Jeongin warns as he passes through, eating kimbap.

“Still?” Chan sighs.

“At your own risk.” Seungmin shrugs.

Changbin ignores the conversation and pushes past Seungmin. He pulls on his hat, shrugs into a jacket, and grabs his keys before slipping into his shoes. Changbin is more nervous than he expected heading to see you. It wasn’t normal for him to be nervous around you or about you, but he found these small moments popping up lately.

“Did you know he was in love?” Chan asked Seungmin when he heard the door close.

“It was only obvious. They’re both obvious, and they’re both dumb.” Seungmin says causing Hyunjin to laugh and high five him.

“But I thought she liked Jisung?” Felix pops his head out of the kitchen to join the drama. The guys got silent momentarily and Seungmin looked towards the far couch where Minho sat watching videos on his iPad. Minho chuckled to himself and cooed at the screen.

“Cute!” He said to himself. “What?” Minho whined when everyone sat around him. Chan snatched the iPad.

“Aw, cute!”

“See. Give it-“ he whined again. Chan shook his head and turned it off.

“You know more about this love triangle than the rest of us.” Felix said pulling the couch throw over his shoulders.

“Yeah, and I think she’s in love with Changbinnie.” Hyunjin affirms confidently.

“What if she’s in love with them both?” Minho grabs for his iPad. When Chan holds it out of reach, Minho starts to pout. “Why am I an expert?”

Changbin was just starting the engine when his phone chimed. He rushed to grab it seeing a message from you. His heart skipped a beat. Changbin quickly opened it and his heart fell a bit. He was a little sad to see you were still upset with him.

He had a natural flirtatious nature, but he will admit that he wanted to make you jealous. Changbin picked his moments carefully, he wanted you to see him as irresistible and it backfired. Never did he think you would think he was playing games. He though he was innocently attracting your attention.

Changbin sat in his car for a moment, unable to come up with a response. He still wanted to see you in person. He was determined to fix this. He typed and deleted his text message to you for the sixth time and tossed his phone in the passengers seat. He put the car in to gear and decided to work up his confidence on the drive over.

When he pulled up to your apartment it still took Changbin some time to get out of the car. His attempts at boosting his confidence fell short. He tapped the steering wheel and sighed to himself a few times before he seemingly forced himself to get out.

Changbin wasn’t quite sure what to say when he got there. You hadn’t ever really been mad at him before, not truly. Deep down he knew this wasn’t something that would last forever, but at the moment it sure felt like it and he didn’t want to be without you again.

Jisung tried to stay mad at both of you. He wanted to be mad at Changbin for stealing you from him, but he knew that wasn’t true. He wanted to be mad at you for leading him on but he knew that too wasn’t true.

Jisung wasn’t sure why he was so angry. He should be happy if your happy, but this situation left him feeling left out and unworthy. Not to mention the fact that he beat himself up for never telling you how he felt before this.

Though it had been weeks since he had last seen or spoken to you, he tried to convince himself that he didn’t want to see or speak to you. Jisung eventually started bringing you up without realizing it in conversation. Anytime Changbin would mention it, Jisung would blow up. It took far too long, but Jisung came to the realization that he was being entirely too immature and he truly missed being around you.

You straightened yourself out for the third time and finally entered the coffee shop. You’re so nervous at this point you almost turn around. You suddenly spot Jisung looking directly back at you. It almost startled you, but you moved towards him trying to compose yourself as if this hadn’t been so hard on you.

When you near the table, Jisung stood and walked around to greet you. His voice was soft and he gently leaned in. It was much more awkward than normal, but you were glad to be around him again. His arms wrapped around you gently at first, then he tightened his grip. Your certain he whispers I missed you, but it’s so faint you argue with yourself over it being real.

“Hey.” He says when you both sit down. “I ordered you a matcha latte, I hope that’s okay. I know you said you liked their matcha last time we came, so...”

“Of course it’s fine.” You flash him an appreciative smile. He did know you so well. Jisung had a way of remembering the details. You shift the napkins on the table nervously, not sure what to do with your hands or where to look.

“Hey,” he starts and looks away when your eyes meet. He takes a deep breath and starts again. “So, I just need to tell you I’m sorry.”

He looks in your eyes and you feel that nervous excited feeling rise in your stomach. He fidgets a bit in his seat and you want to comfort him, but you don’t know where to start. He hurt you, and it’s hard to know how to tip toe around his feelings when you aren’t sure what they are.

“It’s okay, Jisungie.” You look down at your hands. “I’m sorry, too.”

“No,” he sits up in his seat, as his hand falls over yours. He seemed to be gaining confidence. “Please, don’t be. You have nothing to be sorry for...” he sighs at himself. It takes him a moment to speak again as he gathers his thoughts.

“I’ve liked you for a long time. As long as I can remember knowing you, really.” Jisung was significantly more calm confessing these feelings to you than he had anticipated. It felt natural. Maybe it only felt that way because he had rehearsed it in his head so many times before this.

You suddenly felt your heart rate picking up. It was nervousness and excitement all rolled in to one and you weren’t quite sure what to do with yourself.

“Do you have feelings for him?” He questioned and after a momentary silence, “be honest.” He added.

You looked him in the eyes and nodded. You didn’t want to say it. You didn’t want to confirm it. But looking in to his eyes you knew you couldn’t lie.

“So, where do we go from here?” He questioned. His eyes caught yours and you felt a bit nervous . His big brown eyes were sincere and you didn’t want to say the wrong thing. You didn’t want to be without him again.

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Hey, lovely! I hope you enjoyed this. Thanks so much for stopping by💞

(These chapters are so long >.<. )

[ssatoritendou]

Ideal Husband | i.

kuroo tetsurou

Pairing: kuroo/reader

Word count: 1,700

+ summary: kuroo made a mistake in pissing you off now he is cooking you and your younger brother dinner. Something your mother says to you gets you thinking 

Genre: Fluff

"Kuroo pick me up!" B/n said. Y/n's mom was working late tonight and couldn't pick up her little brother. She asked me and the coach if she could bring him to our practice. Right now she was filling up water bottles and he was hanging on to my leg wanting to play before she came back. "Alright squirt." I picked him up and placed him on my shoulders. "You want to learn how to block right? Y/n said you want to join an elementary school team." "Yeah, Kuroo. I want to be a middle blocker like you." I laughed "Alright boys huddle up. Today we are going to teach B/n here how to block." "I don't know Kuroo. Don't you think Y/n will kill you? She is very protective of him." Yaku said. "She would never kill Kuroo she likes him too much," I smirked at b/n's comment. "Even if she calls him a roaster-headed dumbass." My smile faded. "Now c'mon let's play I want to block one of Yamamoto's spikes and not one of Lev's weak ones." "Why you little brat-" Lev said but was cut off by Yaku kicking him. "Alright, boys settle down, and let's get into formation." I said, "Let's play."

"Kuroo looks really hot with kids doesn't he?" "Yeah, it makes him seem more mature. Like the ideal husband and father." You overheard some girls say. "Kids? Oh hell no Kuroo Tetsurou!" You picked up the water bottles and ran towards the gym. As soon as your eyes landed on Kuroo you saw your 4-foot tall brother on top of his shoulders. "Kuroo Tetsurou put my baby brother down now!" "Oh, crap." You heard him say. He put down B/n. "Everybody do ten laps." "Good luck Kuroo." Yaku said to the roaster headed captain. "Yeah Y/n looks pissed," Lev said. "B/n why don't you go and do some homework while your sister yells at me," Kuroo told him. You walked right up to him. "Why do you like giving me a brain aneurysm every chance you get?" "I'm sorry ok? It wasn't even that dangerous." "Not that dangerous? You are like 10 feet tall and he's 4 feet tall that's 14 feet that's a high drop. You could have hurt him." "Ok, I am sorry that I almost killed your brother. To make it up to you I'll make dinner tonight for the both of you since your mom is working late." "It better be good. Now go join your team and run so laps." "Excuse me?" "Yeah, captain it looks like you put on a couple of pounds." He took a water bottle out of your hands and squirted water in your face. "Kuroo! L/n! Stop flirting with each other and get back to work." Coach yelled. You felt your face get a little pink. "Roaster head give me your damn towel." "Why don't you try and reach it shortie." He smirked. With that, you kicked him in the shin which leads him to crouch. You took the towel off of his neck. "Captain it seems you forgot I played soccer in middle school. Now I didn't kick you that hard so I suggest you do the remaining 7 laps." You walked away wiping your face of the water. You walked over to the benches and set down the bottles. You kissed the top of B/n's head and went back to reviewing your notes on new plays. 

Kuroo, B/n, and you took the train back to your house. As soon as we got home B/n was tired so you took him upstairs to bathe and get into his pajamas before having dinner. When we got downstairs you saw Kuroo was actually cooking. "I didn't think you were actually going to cook." "What did you expect me to order in food and just pay for it? What kind of gentlemen would I be?" "I didn't think you were a gentleman Kuroo after the stunt you pulled today." "You are one to talk Miss.L/n after the stunt you pulled." "You started it. Don't start something you can't finish." You smirked at the cat like-boy. "Oh, I know something we can both start and finish." He wiggled his eyebrows. You felt my cheeks redden. "Y-You are disgusting sometimes." "I meant dinner Y/n. I need some help. Jeez, don't be so dirty." He laughed his obnoxious laugh. "Kuroo are you dating my sister?" B/n asked out of nowhere. "B/n what?" "No, sadly I'm not so lucky. Why are you asking buddy?" "Because if you were we could be brothers." bB/n smiled at Kuroo. It was kind of sweet. Kuroo patted his head. "But we are already bro's. Volleyball bro's." B/n stared at him in awe. "Wow, awesome." "Now go help Y/n set the table up for dinner and wash your hands."

After dinner, you helped Kuroo clean up as B/n sat on the stairs waiting for me to take him upstairs to read him a book. "When is your mom supposed to be home?" "I don't really know. Maybe 2-3 more hours at the max. Why are you asking?" "I don't feel comfortable leaving you alone at night with B/n." "What's that supposed to mean?" "What if there is an intruder?" "Fine, you can stay till my mom gets home if you want to. I'll set up the five-star guest coach suite. After I put B/n to bed." "I'm not staying over." "Kuroo I don't want to hear it. It's going to be late and I don't want something bad happening to you either." "Aww, you care about me." "Piss off. I can't get in trouble with all the girls and the team." "Girls?" He questioned. "Oh yes. If you want to know some girls thought you were cute with B/n today." He hummed at this comment. "Ok B/n let's go to bed." "Can Kuroo read me a book tonight? He is staying over right?" "I mean if Kuroo doesn't mind?" You looked at Kuroo. "Yeah, buddy sure. I'll help you with the dishes after." "Sure. Let me get the extra blankets and pillows."

"The kid is asleep and nicely tucked in. Now I'm ready to clean the dish- You did them without me?" He said sadly. "Uh yeah you were taking too long and I was getting bored after I made your bed." "Five stars indeed." He chuckled. "Are you going to go to bed?" "Uh, probably not. Why?" "You wanna watch a movie?" He smirked. Little did you know that he had a plan. He planned to watch a horror movie with you hoping you would cozie up next to him for comfort. "Sure. What movie do you want to watch?" "How about the new Ring?" "Yeah, sure I have been meaning to watch that. Can you set up the tv and I'll get some ice cream." He smirked and put the movie on. You walked over with a tub of ice cream and two spoons and handed him a spoon. "Eating out of the tub classy." "Shut up." You smiled. You sat down next to him and began to watch the movie. 

As the movie progressed Kuroo watched you carefully but noticed you weren't getting scared. He began to think you didn't want him to see you so vulnerable. He stretched his arm over to your shoulder. You noticed this and chuckled on the inside. You heard something upstairs. "Kuroo pause the movie." "Aw Y/n are you getting scared." He began to teased You heard whimpers of B/n upstairs. "No. I'll be back down in a couple of minutes." You got up from the couch and went upstairs. "Hey sweetie what's wrong?" "I had a nightmare." "It's ok sweetie I'm here. Shhh." You hummed and pulled him into a hug. He probably heard the movie while he was sleeping. "Is Kuroo still here?" "Uh yeah. Do you want to come downstairs and sit with us?" "Yes please." He said rubbing his eyes. You picked him up and carried him downstairs. "Hey what's wrong?" "Someone had a nightmare and asked if he could come downstairs and watch a little tv we can finish the movie another time." "Ok." He smiled. B/n snuggled into your side and Kuroo put on some cartoons for him to watch.

You felt someone tap your shoulder you rubbed your eyes to see your mom. "Hi." You said quietly noticing that Kuroo was asleep on your shoulder and B/n was nowhere to be found. "I already brought him upstairs so don't freak out." She said. You nodded. You skillfully removed yourself from Kuroo and walked over to the kitchen where your mom was waiting for you. "What's Kuroo doing here?" "He cooked dinner and he said he wanted to stay until you got home. Then I said I didn't want him walking this late to go home. So I made him a couch bed so he could sleep on it. Plus it was easier taking care of B/n because he likes Kuroo a lot." "He cooked and wanted to make sure you weren't alone?" "Yes." "Oh, my baby girl that boy likes you." She smiled. "Uh what no he doesn't." "Yes, he does. He's very sweet towards you and you should he the looks he gives you when he's over here. I thought you would have noticed by now." She giggled. "Not to mention he's good with kids. To be honest I was looking at the three of you on the couch and you guys looked like a cute little family. A very cute husband and wife." "You sound ridiculous mom. Now if you excuse me I'm going to bed." You walked upstairs before you noticed Kuroo's uniform in his gym bag. You picked it out and figured to wash it before he woke up. Truth be told you were distracting yourself from the fact what if Kuroo did like you?