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Stars Beyond Number - Chapter 15

Here We Go

Rating: M - Minors DNI

Pairings: Echo x Riyo Chuchi; Gregor x OFC Cerra Kilian

Wordcount: 3.5k

Warnings and tags: fluff; bonding; SO MUCH SMUT; literally half of this chapter is smut, and I don't know what I was on when I wrote it, but I'd like some more, because it is filthy; fingering; oral sex; unprotected PIV; dirty talk (possibly light degradation/dumbification kink if you squint); voice kink; biting; marking; cum play; excessive use of the c-word; DJ is unwell about Riyo Chuchi and so is Echo

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Summary: The team deals with Nemec's inhibitor chip; Echo and Riyo stop sneaking around.

A/N: This story shares continuity with Martyrs and Kings and "Do It Again," but all three fics can be read as stand-alones.

Here we go round the prickly pear

At five o'clock in the morning.

—T. S. Eliot, “The Hollow Men”

When Echo and Rex returned to the common area, Cerra was in the kitchen speaking quietly to Gregor. His eyes flicked toward Rex, then back to Cerra, and he nodded.

“Thanks, Gregor,” Echo heard Cerra say in a low tone. “I’m sorry.”

He gave her a reassuring smile, then turned back to his task. Cerra then crossed to Nemec and drew him aside, speaking quickly. His expression went from curious to concerned, but he followed her without protest into the small area they’d sectioned off to use as a med bay. Echo felt slightly guilty that he hadn’t even attempted to smooth over Rex and Cerra’s disagreement, but he didn’t have time to dwell on it, as Riyo and one of her guards arrived within minutes.

“Hello,” she smiled, and Echo nearly forgot how to breathe.

“Riyo,” he greeted her, not entirely able to conceal the warmth in his tone.

“Right on time,” Gregor called as he began plating the meal. “No table, so you’ll just have to take a seat wherever you can find one.”

“This looks amazing,” Riyo said as he began to pass the plates around.

Her guard looked surprised when Gregor handed him a plate, but he nodded his thanks and examined the food curiously. Echo led Riyo to a crate and helped her up onto it, then hopped up to sit next to her. Rex had disappeared, Force alone knew where.

“Where’s the trooper you extracted?” she asked.

“He’s with Cerra, having his chip removed now,” Echo said. “Hopefully it won’t take long.”

The rest of the group drifted to any available seats and settled in to eat. A few scattered conversations around the room soon morphed into quiet grunts of appreciation, followed by silence. When Riyo tasted her first bite, her eyes lit with delight.

“Gregor, this is delicious!” she exclaimed. “Where did you learn to cook like that?”

“Abafar,” he said with a pleased grin.

“I’ve never heard of it,” she said.

“You should count yourself lucky,” he chuckled.

“I feel a little foolish that I was bringing soup when you’re such a brilliant cook,” she admitted.

“No need to feel foolish,” Gregor said. “I was away on a mission, so I wasn’t here to cook that day anyway. Besides, every cook knows that the best tasting meals are the ones someone else cooked. Unless that someone is Cerra. Never ask her to cook for you.”

Riyo laughed. “It can’t possibly be that bad!”

“You wouldn’t say that if you’d tasted her food,” Gregor giggled.

“What were you doing on Abafar?” Fireball asked curiously, and Echo remembered that the young clone had never gotten his promised explanation.

“Crash landing,” Gregor replied. “I wouldn’t recommend it.”

“Is that why—” Fireball started to ask before stopping himself, apparently regaining some measure of tact.

“The voice?” Gregor asked. “No, that came after I got blown up in a rhydonium explosion. I only lost my memories in the crash.”

Fireball’s eyes went wide. “How are you still alive?”

“That’s not all,” Echo said. “I watched him take two blaster bolts to the chest and walk it off. Gregor’s made of strong stuff.”

“He’s not the only one,” Riyo said quietly, gazing at Echo with an expression of transparent admiration.

“You got that right,” Gregor chuckled. “Echo and I should start a club for clones who got blown up and survived.

“There might be more of us than you realize,” Echo replied. “But first, we have to get them away from the Empire.”

“Fireball said the procedure wasn’t too bad,” Nemec said uncertainly.

“It should be pretty quick and painless,” Cerra replied. “But I’ll need to shave your hair—at least a patch of it.”

“Might as well take it all off,” he said with a grunt.

“You sure?” she asked. “People might start mistaking you for me.”

He laughed. “I doubt that.”

“How about I just take off enough for the procedure, and when you wake up, you can decide what you want to do.”

He nodded. “Let’s get it over with."

She shaved a small patch of his hair, then had him lie down on the surgical pod bed as she administered a sedative, fastening the restraints around him after it took effect. Once Nemec was inside the surgical pod, Cerra kept a close eye on the screen, tuning out the noise of the group outside. She had only watched the procedure before, never performed it herself, and she didn’t want to risk getting something wrong. The operation itself was relatively quick—considering it was brain surgery—but according to Rex, recovery times could vary significantly. Fireball had woken up about ten minutes after having his chip removed, but Rex had told her that one of the enhanced clones he’d helped on Bracca had taken much longer.

The pod beeped as the level five atomic scan located the chip, and Cerra entered the removal command. The machine hummed to life. Nemec’s fingers twitched, but the pod’s restraints held him steady as the automated procedure commenced. Cerra reached out and took his hand in hers, holding it as much for her own comfort as anything else. His fingers tightened briefly around hers, and she knew it was just a reflexive response, but it reassured her anyway. So absorbed was she in her task that she didn’t hear the door hiss open or the footsteps approach behind her.

“Status?”

Cerra flinched and pulled her hand away. “Kriff me, Rex, you scared the shit out of me.”

“Sorry,” Rex said with a half smile as he handed her a cup of caf. “Didn’t mean to sneak up on you.”

She took a sip and knew immediately that Gregor had made it. Some day she’d have to ask him what he did to make his caf better than anyone else’s.

“Everything seems fine, aside from the small detail of someone who is very much not a medical professional performing brain surgery,” she said.

“You got this,” he said. “Want some company while you wait?”

“Don’t you have Gregor’s fancy dinner to eat?” she asked.

“He’s feeding the rest of the group first. He said he’d wait to cook ours until Nemec is recovered enough to eat,” Rex shrugged.

Her heart gave a little twist. Of course, Gregor would find a way to make sure everyone was taken care of. She should have known.

Rex stood next to her, strong and reassuring, and Cerra felt her anxiety drop to a mere simmer in the face of his unflappable calm. The pod control panel indicated that the surgery was proceeding normally, and she gradually relaxed.

“Pretty decent ship you and Gregor got for Balmorra,” she observed.

“It’ll need some modifications—engine and weapons upgrades. Think you can handle it?” he asked.

She snorted. “Obviously. It would go faster if Trace were here to help out, though. Any chance she’ll be back sometime soon?”

Rex shook his head. “There’s still too much heat on Coruscant for either of the Martez sisters to risk coming back for now. Echo is good with a hydrospanner, though.”

“Good point,” Cerra said. “I’ll ask if he has time to help.”

“What else would he be doing?” Rex asked.

Cerra raised her eyebrows. Was it possible that Rex had missed the way Echo and Riyo looked at each other? They could hardly be more obvious if they were kriffing on the roof of 500 Republica for the entire planet to see.

“You never know,” she said with a shrug, allowing Rex to keep his innocence for the moment. It was really none of her business anyway.

Cerra wasn’t sure when it had happened, but Echo had been noticeably less grumpy for the past week or so, and if she had any credits, she would have bet every last one that Riyo was the reason for his newly cheerful outlook.

The surgical pod hummed and whirred as it worked, and within half an hour or so, it beeped an alert that the procedure was complete. Cerra double-checked Nemec’s life-signs, which were all normal, then settled in to wait for him to wake up. Rex started to clean his DC-17s, which was a sure sign that he was bored and looking for something to do with his hands. Cerra stretched and flopped back in her chair while she waited. Their makeshift med bay was not remotely soundproof, and snatches of conversation and laughter drifted in occasionally.

Kriff, she was tired. Sometimes she thought she could sleep until the heat death of the universe and still need a nap afterward. She rubbed the grit out of her eyes with her fist, drawing Rex’s attention.

“Why don’t you go join the others?” he asked. “I’ll stay with Nemec.”

“Nah, it sounds like they’re having a good time. Wouldn’t want to bring everyone down.”

“It looked like you were having fun earlier,” Rex observed. “Almost reminded me of the way things used to be.”

She snorted. “We raised some hell, didn’t we?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said in a dignified tone.

“Really?” she asked. “You don’t remember that Cody used to have a framed holo of you, me, and Fives dancing on the bartop at 79’s?”

“I remember Fives and Jesse doing body shots off of you and the three of you almost getting arrested for public indecency.”

“Oh, yeah, that was a fun night,” she grinned. “I’d never seen Tup so mortified. Poor kid didn’t know where to look.”

They reminisced quietly for some time. Nemec’s vitals were stable, but he took longer than anticipated to wake up, and eventually, the sounds of laughter and conversation from the garage faded as the night dragged on. Someone knocked on the door, and Fireball poked his head inside to check on Nemec’s progress, and then Gregor joined them, carrying a sabacc deck.

“Where’s everyone else?” Rex asked as Gregor dealt.

“They all headed back to the embassy,” Fireball said. “Echo said he’d be back in the morning.”

Rex looked startled, and Gregor and Cerra exchanged wordless, amused glances. A warm glow spread over her. She’d missed Gregor badly since he’d been avoiding her, and she hoped things would get back to normal now that she was safely home from Raada.

The surgical pod beeped, and she hopped up immediately to check on it, Fireball following close behind. Nemec’s eyes opened slowly.

“Welcome back, brother,” Fireball said.

“Did it work?” Nemec rasped.

“All readings are normal,” Cerra said with a smile. “Looks like we have another successful mission, boys.”

“Do you know, I’ve never had a bath before,” Echo said, stroking his fingers down the soft, damp skin of Riyo’s arm.

He gazed out the transparisteel wall at the vast expanse of Coruscant’s upper levels, the lights of the towers and spires resplendent against the darkness. Inside Riyo’s luxurious ensuite refresher, the lights were low, glistening off the water droplets that scattered across her lovely, smooth skin like stars in the night sky as she sat between his legs, her back leaning against his front, soaking in the warm, fragrant bath.

“Never?” she asked, tilting her face up to look at him from where she reclined on his chest.

“Mmm,” he replied, pressing his lips into her hair. “Not unless you count bacta tanks.”

He felt the slow, hypnotic movement of her hands tracing up his thighs beneath the warm, fragrant water as she nestled between his legs.

“How do you like it?” she asked.

“It’s perfect,” he said. “Never been so happy my prosthetics are waterproof.”

He kissed her again, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear, and then lower on her neck as she tilted her head to give him better access. He slipped his hand around the front of her body to cup her breast gently, rolling her nipple with his thumb as she exhaled a luxurious sigh. Shifting slightly, he bent his leg and nudged her thighs apart with his foot. She complied immediately, her body softening and opening for him as he trailed his fingertips down her abdomen.

Her hips shifted, brushing her ass against his cock, and his breath caught at the sensation of her plush curves teasing him. He rested his hand over her pussy and drew her body backward through the water, grinding slowly against her.

“Do you feel what you do to me?” he whispered in her ear. “Do you feel how fucking hard I am for you?”

She gasped at his filthy words, and her body arched against him. “Yes, Maker, yes.”

He circled her clit languidly, keeping his pressure light. She slid her hands further up his hips to hold his body closer to hers, moaning quietly. His mouth dropped lower, his tongue dragging across the sensitive junction of her neck and shoulder, his teeth scraping lightly over her flesh.

“Echo…” she whispered.

“Tell me,” he murmured, wrapping his scomp arm across the front of her chest and pulling her shoulders firmly against him. “Tell me what you like.”

“I like everything you’re doing, and—Oh!” she gasped as he grazed a particularly sensitive spot.

“Tell me,” he repeated, his voice deep and rough.

He rocked his cock against her ass again, and she let out a broken whimper. “That—oh, kriff—I like that—I love feeling how hard you are. I love knowing that I did that to you—gods, Echo…”

Gradually, he increased the pressure and speed of his fingers on her clit, rocking his cock against her ass as he lavished kisses over her shoulder, neck, and jaw. He could feel her legs beginning to tremble as her hips moved rhythmically against him. The water rippled and splashed around them, and Riyo slipped on the floor of the bathtub as her legs gave out, but Echo held her securely, pulling her in and kissing her deeply as she came apart in his hand.

Her soft cries reverberated off the hard floors and walls of the refresher, and pleasure coursed down his spine at the sound of them. Kriff, she was so beautiful, so responsive. He loved the way her body felt as she writhed in his arms. He worked her through her orgasm with his fingers, and when at last she collapsed against him, breathless and spent, he held her close, breathing in her scent.

She dropped her head back to rest against his shoulder as her eyes closed and an expression of utter bliss settled across her features. He reflexively lifted his arm off her chest to stroke her face but stopped as he realized he’d reached for her with his right arm, the scomp hovering inches from her delicate skin. She opened her eyes as she sensed the tension in his body.

“It doesn’t bother me,” she said softly. “It’s part of you, and I like all of you.”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he demurred.

“You won’t.”

Cautiously, he closed the distance, trailing the scomp across her cheekbone.

“What does it feel like?” he asked, curious if the sensation felt different to her than it did to him.

“Cold,” she replied. “It doesn’t hurt.”

“Does it feel strange?” he asked.

She shook her head. “It just feels like you.”

She tilted her face closer to him and brushed her lips over his jawline, working her way back toward his ear and down the side of his neck. The soft, light touches sent sparks of arousal dancing across his skin, and he rumbled deep in his chest as she twisted around in his arms to continue her progress downward. He felt her hand close around his cock beneath the warm water, dragging over him in unhurried strokes.

She knelt between his knees, gently teasing his balls and the insides of his thighs with her free hand as she worked his cock, and Echo knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. He closed his hand around her wrist, stopping her movements as she glanced uncertainly up at him.

“Bed,” he rasped. “Now.”

She sucked in an audible breath, her eyes wide as she nodded. They climbed out of the bath and toweled off in record time, and then they were stumbling toward the bedroom, and Riyo’s lips were on his, and her hands were roaming over his body, until at last he picked her up and tossed her onto the mattress, following immediately as he pinned her to the bed and began to devour her entire body with kisses.

He plunged his tongue into her cunt and tasted her tangy, sweet arousal, and he was so kriffing hard he ached to bury himself in her. She kept making those soft, lovely whimpering sounds that drove him to the absolute brink of his control, and as much as he wanted to give her a second orgasm before he fucked her, he thought he might actually die if he had to wait much longer.

His finger met absolutely no resistance as it glided into her silken, slick warmth. He traced down until he found the soft, ridged spot he was looking for, and then he began to stroke in tiny circles. At the first press of his fingertip, she let out an abrupt cry as her hips arched up off the mattress, and he smiled against her cunt as he continued to tease her clit with his lips and tongue. He braced his scomp arm across the top of her pelvis and pressed her down into the mattress to hold her in place as he relentlessly moved inside her until she shattered with a frantic scream.

“There it is,” he whispered, working her through her climax with his fingers and tongue. “There’s that gorgeous sound. Fuck, I love to hear you come, little one. Prettiest karkin’ voice in the galaxy.”

She gasped for air as she writhed beneath him. He drew out her orgasm, his eyes drifting closed as he listened to those soft, desperate moans that slowly became incoherent begging.

“P—please, please…” she whimpered. “Echo—I need—”

“What is it, darling?” he asked, circling his thumb over her clit and enjoying the way her body jerked in response. “What do you need?”

“You!” she gasped. “Please, I need you.”

Fuck. When she begged him like that, there was nothing he could deny her. He began to kiss his way up her abdomen, over her sternum, between her breasts, along her throat, and at last, as he reached her mouth, he sank into her soft, slick warmth. His lips captured her sigh as his cock pressed into her cunt.

“Kriff, Riyo, you feel perfect,” he said. “Never felt such a perfect fuckin’ pussy.”

She shuddered and wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling him deeper into her. She gazed up at him with lust-glazed eyes, her lips falling open as he took her hard and fast, her breath punching out of her with each thrust.

He brushed her hair back from her face as he murmured, “Let me see those beautiful eyes. Not a thought inside that pretty head, is there?”

She shook her head. “Only you.”

He kissed her deeply as the pleasure built in his body. He felt her clenching around him, and he knew she had another to give him. He broke away from her kiss, tucking his face next to her ear as he began to whisper absolute filth.

“You like that, little one? You like it when I fuck all the thoughts out of that brilliant, gorgeous brain of yours? When I make you forget about everything except my cock? Tell me,” he growled.

“Yes,” she choked. “Gods, yes.”

“Tell me what you like,” he ordered.

“Fuck! Gods, I like—I—”

“What’s the matter, love?” he asked wickedly. “Can’t string together a few words?”

Her brows drew together in an expression of intense concentration, and he knew she was close. He kissed her neck, raking his teeth across her skin.

“Do you want to come, Riyo?” he demanded.

She nodded her head.

“Say it.” His hand shook with the effort of holding back his orgasm.

“Yes! Please, Echo, please!”

“Then be a good little doll and come for me,” he ordered. “Now.”

Her legs clamped around his hips, her cunt tightening around his cock as she cried out. It was too much. He thrust deeply into her and came so hard his vision whited out. His entire body pulsed as he emptied himself, and as he slowly regained awareness, he realized he’d sunk his teeth deeply into her shoulder. He released her and licked the bite mark gently.

“Did I hurt you?” he asked, kissing the bruise.

“No,” she gasped. “I liked it—I loved it. Did you leave a mark?”

“I did,” he confessed. “Sorry.”

She shook her head. “That’s not—I love that. Being marked by you. I want to be able to see it for days.”

Holy kriff. Could she be more perfect?

“I’ll keep that in mind,” he murmured.

He drew out of her slowly and rolled over onto his side, curling his body around hers. His hand drifted down between her thighs, and he began to play with the cum that pooled on her skin, drawing his fingers through it in soft, teasing motions, then gathering it up and pressing it back inside her.

She sighed happily and cuddled closer to him. “I can’t believe I just had a bath, and I already need to shower again.”

Next chapter

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run2min · 1 year

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Hi, idk if ur taking requests but I wanted to request a 8turn reaction to their sunbae idol crush saying that she is a big fan of them and 8turn on an interview or vlive or an 8turn reaction to their sunbae idol s/o who's a rapper and dancer hitting a high that wasn't in the performance or hitting another members high note cuz they put the mic in their face and they just sang it like it was nothing

Srry for the long request but I love ur works so far hope u have a good day/night and take care <33

𝐚/𝐧: Thank you for your request! I did your 1st idea because I didn't really understand the 2nd one sorry! I hope this is okay <3

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭:

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: None <3

𝟖𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐗 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐚𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

✧~𝐌𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨~✧

His jaw would drop as soon as Jaeyun brought up your name.

"Did you see y/n's live?"

"What are you talking about haha?"

His face would be sooooooooooooo red

Jayun showed him the play back and he was s h o c k e d to say the least

"Some one said play TIC TAC, by 8TURN? I love them stop- I learnt the dance the other day, shall I post a tiktok later? Okay! I will I promise!"

"OMG?!"

"If I learnt [your groups dance] would it be to obvious?"

✧~𝐉𝐚𝐞𝐲𝐮𝐧~✧

He would pace around the dorms

"oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,"

Minho would stop him and say,

"What is wrong with you Jaeyun?"

"DID YOU SEE Y/N'S INTERVIEW?!"

"No?! Why, did she declare her undeniable love for you?!"

"Shut uuuuuuuup, she said that she's our fan look,"

"What is the last song you listened to?"

"On the way here I was listening to WE by 8TURN, they're new but oh my lord they're so good!"

He could swear his heart stopped.

✧~𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨~✧

"YOONSUNG?! DID I HEAR THAT RIGHT?!"

His head shot up

"What?! I'm watching [your group]'s livestream, shut up hyung,"

"DID Y/N JUST SAY THAT I'M HER BIAS?!"

"Yeah I think so?"

"STOP PLEASE I CAN DIE HAPPILY, DO YOU STILL TALK TO HER?!"

"Yeah sometimes, not much since our debut though?"

"WELL TALK TO HER SOON AND TELL HER THAT I LOVE HER!"

"You want me to say that? I will, don't test me."

"NO DON'T ACCTUALLY!"

"Whatever Minho."

✧~𝐘𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠~✧

"SHE KNOWS WHO I AM?!"

Haemin nearly dropped off his bed

"Oh my god Yoonsung what's up with you?!"

"YOU KNOW Y/N FROM [your group]?"

He nodded while still holding his chest

"SHE SAID THAT SHE STANS 8TURN IN AN INTERVIEW,"

"That's cool, at least we're getting recognition y'know?"

"I DON'T CARE ABOUT THAT! SHE SAID THAT SHE KNOWS WHO I AM! THIS IS A BIG DEAL HAEMIN?!"

"god, calm down,"

He rolled his eyes

"You know [Haemin's idol crush]?"

His head perked up

"Yeah?"

"She posted a video dancing to TIC TAC,"

"WHAT?!"

✧~𝐇𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧~✧

He was walking through the corridors of MNH when he saw a screen on the wall showing your interview.

"I've been listening to 8TURN recently! My favourite member? It changes but at the moment it's probably Minho, I liked his outfit!"

He could swear his heart stopped beating

He pulled his phone out and quickly dialled Minho's number

"Oh my god oh my god, Minho hyung?

"Are you alright?!"

"Not mentally no!"

"You know Y/n right?!"

"Yeah of course,"

"She said that your her bias!"

"HAHA REALLY?!"

"IT'S NOT FUNNY!"

"Did she say it was because of my handsome face, or my perfect build?"

"STOP! She said it was your outfit."

"Have you seen twitter?"

"What do you mean?!"

"She said that she's changer her bias already."

"I'll call you back."

*I changed my 8TURN bias already! I didn't notice Haemin's ski glasses!*

Haemin. literally. squealed.

✧~𝐊𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐦𝐢𝐧~✧

"Oh my lord. YUNGYU HAVE YOU SEEN THIS?!"

"Huh?! Seen what?! Stop shouting."

"Y/N SAID THAT SHE LIKES 8TURN ON LIVE!"

"woah cool!"

"AND......SHE SPECIFICALLY DID MY DANCE MOVE!"

"Oh god I forgot about your obsession with her,"

"stop obsession makes it sound weird! I just really like her work,"

"Yeah sure,"

"Stoppppppp"

"You're red,"

"I hate you,"

"I hate you as well,"

"You should respect your hyungs Yungyu,"

"Shut up or I'll put a picture of your [your group] album collection on weverse"

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"Not so talkative now huh?"

✧~𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐲𝐮~✧

"OMG"

"Stop Yungyu what's up?"

He was sat on the end of his bed, clutching his laptop screen

"You know Y/n? She mentioned ME on her live! Not 8TURN, ME!"

"And how did that come up?"

Jaeyun wandered toward him, peaking at the screen.

"Loooooooook!"

"I was walking through the corridors the other day and I saw Yungyu from 8TURN! He is so cute, I remember we watched their debut showcase and he is so adorable!"

"SHE SAID I WAS CUTE!"

"Aha, congratulations Yungyu!"

"You sound so sarcastic hyung!"

"I don't mean to I promise!"

"whatever"

He shoved his shoulder and sighed dramatically

Jaeyun rolled his eyes and laughed at him

"Your so mean to me"

✧~𝐒𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐧~✧

"Hyung?"

Myungho stirred in his sleep,

"Hyuuuuung?"

The sleeping boy groaned

"HYUNG?!"

He shot up and shouted,

"AH, Oh my god Seungheon what is it?!"

"You know y/n from [your group], she said that she likes 8TURN?!"

"cool,"

"What do you mean cool? IT'S AMAZING,"

He placed his fingers in his ears and winced at his shouting,

"so your telling me you woke me up JUST TO TELL ME THAT?!"

"It's important Myungho. No one else is home,"

"Go away,"

"IT'S BIG SHE KNOWS WHO I AM?!"

"GO AWAY SEUNGHEON?!"

𝐚/𝐧: 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭!

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @m1ssluvyoobot @warm-oatmi1k @watamotee33 @gfksn

#run2min #8turn #8turn myungho #8turn jaeyun #8turn minho #8turn yoonsung #8turn haemin #8turn kyungmin #8turn yungyu #8turn seungheon #8tun headcannons

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cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme · 1 year

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I like Anastasia(FGO) and the fact that there is nearly no fanfic about her disapoint me to to no end, so can i ask for Anastasia x Male Reader headcannon (NSFW and SFW)

BTW if you see my Morgan Le Fay (FGO) request then could you make it NSFW and SFW cuz i forgot that you make NSFW

Not a problem! Sorry this took so long to get written! I got hung up on something in the process of writing this! (Why are there no good sized pictures of anyone in FGO?)

Your Wish Is My Command!

SFW

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Anastasia’s love language is pranks and cuddle’s so expect a Loooooooooooooot of those to be coming your way if you’re in a relationship with her.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

You know that one friend that ALWAYS causes chaos and is just a total gremlin in general? That’s Anastasia, and that’s how your friendship started.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

She loves to cuddle an ungodly amount, hell if it was up to her the only thing the two of you would be cuddling, she prefers being the small spoon.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

She never had the option or chance to settle down when she was alive so you can bet she’d use her second chance on life to do exactly that! As for cooking and cleaning? She’s pretty rough at first but she does improve as long as someone teaches her how to do it.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

You came for fluff not angst!

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

I’d say she would want to get married a little fast but not within the first six months or anything like that, probably after the first year or so. That's when she’d start expecting a ring.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Anastasia emotionally is a mix between blunt and soft, like a toy rubber hammer, she’s not the type to sugarcoat something but she will do her best to lessen the blow. Physically she’s soft until she has to be rough.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Anastasia love’s hugs, though she does have to practice a bit to give a good one, once she gets them down she has some very comforting and soft hugs.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Anastasia say’s it after either the two of you have been dating for about half a year.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Anastasia doesn’t get jealous easily but when she does? Hooo boy will you have your work cut out for you if she does! As for what she does when jealous… well I’ll explain more when we get to NSFW headcanons.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Anastasia’s kisses are more like a storm of pecks all acros your face, she likes to be kissed on the hand and on her lips.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Pretty well adjusted, though she does treat them like they’re made of fine china because she of her younger brother and doesn’t really have any other measure to judge them by.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Lazy, very, very, very, lazy

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Usually cuddles or sex, lots and lots of sex.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

She’s not a very closed off person, as long as you don’t ask about something she’d rather not talk about she’s happy to answer any questions you ask of her.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

She only get’s angry when something that’s hers is hurt, like Viy, you, her friends, etc.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Anastasia is a bit of both, she’ll remember the most important things in an instant, the smaller things she can occasionally remember in passing but if she’s put on the spot she’d have better luck asking Ivan.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

When she realized that you had started courting her, a close second would be a proposal but nothing will top the joy and anxiety that came when she realized you were following the rules to courting a princess to a T.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Anastasia will definitely go crazy trying to keep everyone she loves safe, but that’s to be expected due to how she died, she loves to feel protected, preferably somewhere no one could get to her.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

She puts a lot of effort into Dates and Anniversaries, gifts really aren’t her style, and everyday tasks are something she does quickly to get them over with.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Being a little gremlin, that’s her worst habbit followed by being pretty quick to throwing a punch if it comes to it.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

It depends, if it’s just a close group of you, family, and friends she couldn’t really care less on the otherhand if it’s people she’s unfamiliar with she put’s her best foot forward and goes the full nine yards.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

She wouldn’t be incomplete so to say but she would be off kilter, kind of like one of those wind up toy’s that don’t wind up anymore, it still has the same form but it’s function isn’t there.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

She can drink litterally any living being under the table sheerly because of the fact she’s Russian

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Anything to do with firearms for… obvious reasons.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

She has a tendency to just flop all over the place taking up the whole bed.

NSFW

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Extremely sleepy, she pretty much zonks out as soon as she’s cleaned herself up.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

She is rather fond of her Ass, as for you she prefers your mouth for reasons that will never be revealed.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Not a Clue, this part right here has had me stuck since I closed my Inbox and why I’m only now starting to post

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

She likes it when you are more assertive, she’s a complete bottom and a brat, and we both know what the best medicine for that is.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Complete amateur, absolutely no experience.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggystyle

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

She can be a little goofy and may occasionally crack a dirty joke but other than that she’s more in the moment with everything.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

She’s a Russian princess, take that as you will.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Extremely so, everything has to be perfectly romantic.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

She doesn’t mastrubate often but when she does at least one article of clothing that belongs to you will go missing.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

She has an oral kink, don’t ask me why I think this, I don’t know either

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

The bedroom, and occasionally the kitchen counter or any other similar area.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

It varies wildly from situation to situation, but a good bet is to just put something like a popsicle or something of a similar shape in her mouth while your controlling it, that’ll rev her engine quick.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything that could hurt either of you, aside from that she’s good with most things

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

She prefers giving oral due to her Oral Kink but to start out with she has no Idea what she’s doing.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Most of the time she prefers it to go slow but If you get her jealous you're going to need a new bed and a new pelvis.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

She doesn’t mind them usually but if she’s giving you a quickie it means she’s ticked off but to horny to not have sex.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

She’s perfectly fine with taking risks as long as there is a safety net of some sort

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

She doesn’t usually go for more then five but if she’s in the mood she’ll go until not responsive or when she runs outta juice whichever comes first.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

She has one or two but they’re mostly for you to use on her.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

She’s a brat and a prankster, enough said.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Anastasia is a pretty loud little lady, moans, screams, whines the whole shebang.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Her bratty atitude in bed can be absolutely destroyed if you give her any sort of anal stimulation but she thinks that’s cheating.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Silk lingerie or nothing, she’s a princess and she will be treated as such!

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Pretty high, sex probably hppens twice a week, maybe three times if she’s especially hot and bothered.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

This is something that will vary from night to night if it’s a long night she’s pretty much out as soon as she’s halfway cleaned herself up, if it’s a short night she’ll be the small spoon while the two of you talk then drift to sleep.

#Anastasia x Reader #fgo x reader #fate x reader

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danganronpafan777 · 1 year

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Yamato Kisaragi Fluff Alphabet

I don’t usually make a big deal out of the character’s birthdays, but Yamato is honestly one of my comfort characters. I’ve been working on this since months before I even started this blog, hence why the writing might not be great at some parts..

I’m not sure if I’ll allow entire fluff alphabets for requests, considering how long this took, but I’m making an exception for this boi

so anyway, enjoy my brain rot and part three of random scenarios/writing that no one asked for

A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

He would not hesitate to spend any second of his free time with you. Being a genius and a future head of a secret tech company, he is pretty busy, but he'll always make time for you! For what he likes doing, he's happy with nearly anything! But he always treasures going to arcades and carnivals. He's naturally chatty and talkative, so he'd rather not go to a movie theater (even tho he loves the popcorn-) but he'd love to cuddle and watch a movie with you at home!

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

When Yamato's in love, he thinks everything is beautiful about you. Everything. He will not hesitate to tell you! Sometimes, in the middle of his rambles, he'll just stop talking and stare at you for a moment.

"...Um. Yamato? Is something wrong?"

He suddenly has a sweet smile on his face.

"No! Actually, everything is perfect." He kissed you. "But not a perfect as you, Y/n!"

He nuzzles his face into you.

C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

His loud and happy persona drops as he runs over to comfort you. He'll stay calm and won't hesitate to hold you. He'll take you through breathing exercises and talk you through it. You'll always have his shoulder to cry on. He'll wrap the two of you in a blanket, and watch your favorite movie with your favorite snacks.

D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

He pictures his future with you almost on a daily basis. He'll just be making an invention and his mind drifts to you. He'd be happy living in a comfortable home with you, maybe with some kids, he doesn't mind as long as you are happy. He knows that his father's company will give the both of you a wealthy and lavish life, but he doesn't care for money as long as he has you.

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

I'd say he can switch between being dominant and passive. As far as affection goes, he just wants to be held and snuggle with you, but he's always there if you need something. If your sad, he won't hesitate to comfort you, and if you're cold, he won't hesitate to give you his jacket. He loves being cared for, but he'll do anything for you.

F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

Yamato is a genius, and if you're fighting with him, there's a big chance that's he's right, but he still remains calm and tries to diffuse the situation. He'll even claim he's wrong just to end the fight. If this is serious or about family, then he'll remain serious. If you say something about Mikako, he won't let it go. No matter what, his sister comes first, you have to respect that. Fights with him are rare and he usually forgives you immediately, but saying something bad about someone he cares about might put a strain in the relationship.

G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

He'll always be grateful for you! He has a knack for remembering all the small things you do for him, listening to him ramble, telling him to go to sleep when he stays up late for an invention, letting him copy (and correct-) your homework that he forgot about. He's more observant than you think, and he's always happy to have you.

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

He rarely hides anything from you, and if he ever did, you'd probably be able to tell. He's not a good liar, and if he's hiding something from you, it's probably to protect you or it's a present for you. Other than that, he never lies to you.

I nspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

Chances are, you relationship with Yamato changed you in some way. Whether it's to be more understanding of people due to his kindness or more patient because of his rambling and work, Yamato definitely made you become a better person and improved your self esteem. As for him, you've gotten him out of inventor's block more times than he can count, and you've shown him not to be afraid to ask his friends for help. People usually see him as either the dorky inventor or the genius heir to the Kisaragi Foundation, and for a while, that's what he saw himself as. You showed him that he was more than that, and he was his own person.

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

He doesn’t get jealous very easily. He trusts his friends, and could pick up if a stranger was flirting with you from a mile away. If you were being flirted with, then he would put his arm around you and nuzzle into your cheek, before turning to the person in question. If they didn't get the message, than he would tell them that he was your boyfriend. He wouldn’t be rude about it unless the person was being obnoxious or a creep.

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

He’s inexperienced at first, but learns quick.

First kiss imagine was in a previous post.

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

He probably wouldn’t confess until he was near certain that you liked him back, and even then, he wouldn’t get his hopes up. There’s a chance he accidentally confessed how he feels during one of his rambles, and doesn’t even notice until he saw you blushing. If he was going to confess to you, he would probably do something cheesy, like send you a letter asking you to meet him somewhere, or record his confession and play it for you in one of his inventions.

M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

He’d love to marry you!! He’d propose after a few years of dating, most likely at a spot that means a lot to you both. He’d be sweating the entire night, trying to make sure everything is perfect down to the last detail. Marriage isn’t much different than dating him. If anything, he’s only more affectionate with you, knowing that only death could do you apart.

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

He’d usually stick to cheesy nicknames like darling or sweetheart. Maybe an occasional “baby” just to make you flustered. If you were dating long enough, he might even create a completely new nickname for you, probably based on an inside joke or sweet moment between you both.

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

He could completely hide his feelings if he wanted to, but he decides not to, making it obvious to anyone how much he loves you. The way he rambles even more with you, him wanting to spend as much time with you as possible, the gifts he makes for you… Your whole class is aware of his feelings for you after less than a month of him crushing.

P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

No matter how much he wants to brag about you, he always makes sure that you are fine with PDA first. If you have no problems with it, he would hold your hand and tell everyone about what an amazing S/o he has. If you were to kiss him in front of others, his whole day would be made and his face would light up.

Q uirk - Some random ability they have that's beneficial in a relationship.

It’s not exactly random, but he is very skilled at telling how you feel. He can take one look at you and know if you had a bad day, to which he would cuddle your sorrows away. He can also tell if you like something, just by if you seemed to stare at it for too long. You like something you saw at Otori Mart? In just a few days, it’s yours.

R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

He’s very romantic and would buy an entire mall just to see you smile. Obviously, you make sure that he doesn’t go that far, but he always buys you expensive gifts or makes some himself. He’s a mix of cliché and creative, being a dork and also the ultimate inventor. He’d get you flowers along with a robotic version of your favorite animal.

S upport - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

Of course! He'll always support you! He believes in you, and no matter what you're going through, he'll be with you all the way. If you ever need help or a shoulder to cry on, he's there. If you ever feel down, he won't hesitate to tell you how proud he is of you and how far you've come.

T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

He’s always happy to try new things! It’s literally his ultimate! He’s happy to stick to a routine if that’s what you prefer, but he’s always up for trying something new. Whether it’s a new date idea or new plans with your classmates, he’s just happy to be doing it with you.

U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

Yamato is a very empathetic person and even if you don't realize it, he knows you like the back of his hand. He'll be able to tell if something is bothering you from a mile away, and he'll always be there to comfort you.

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it's worth in comparison to other things in their life?

He works hard to show you how much you mean to him. He'll always put you before his work, and besides his family, you are the most important thing in his life. With the stress of being the heir to a giant tech company, he's extremely grateful to have you by his side.

W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

As productive as he usually is, but loves having lazy days with you. The two of you would be cuddling and enjoying a movie night, and the next day he just won't let you leave. He'll let you go to the bathroom or grab food, but for the rest of the day, you're staying in his arms. He'll let you pick whatever movies you want to watch and will spend hours just snuggling with you, occasionally nuzzling or tickling you.

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

Yes. Just yes. He'll hug you nearly everytime he sees you. He'll kiss and cuddle the moment you two are alone. He'll show PDA at any given opportunity if you're comfortable with it. He'll call you late at night to talk and ramble about you, he'll always set time aside to spend with you. When you stop him from overworking himself and drag him to bed, he'll just hold you.

"If I can't do anything, then you're not going anywhere!" He grins. You don't fight it, just accept your comfortable fate.

Y earning - How will they cope when they're missing their partner?

When he misses you, he'll think about you and usually call you. If you're busy, he'll cuddle up with an article of clothing or something of yours. Either way, when you come back, you'll be met with a near tackle hug from your clingy bf.

Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

Your relationship means a lot to him, and he’ll always prioritize you over his work! He’s willing to cancel meetings and business trips in order to spend time with you. Sometimes he’ll pretend to go to a Kisaragi Foundation meeting just to come back in less than an hour later with a gift he bought for you. He would do a lot for the relationship, and whether or not you know it, you have him wrapped around your finger

Art by @SmileyStar22 on Pinterest

#yamato kisaragi #dra x reader #danganronpa another #danganronpa x reader

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lilacrespite · 1 year

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cha eunwoo. he/him. cis man. ›spotted at the met steps , arlo nam , most likely listening to feather by sabrina carpenter with their airpods pro . the twenty-eight gained quite a reputation , known to be reckless yet funny to anyone who knows them . you'll easily spot them when you hear about glow of a computer screen in a dark room, the sound of someone feverishly typing on a keyboard, and screams of delight followed by hours old monster energy and axe body spray . latest nepoupdates article talks about him stealing content from smaller creators without giving credit ( false ) , but i guess any reputation is good reputation .

━━━━━━━━━ 👾 B A S I C S :

full name: arlo haneul nam

nickname(s): hannie ( by his mother ) , lolo, lo

age: twenty - eight .

ethnicity: korean american .

gender: cis man .

pronouns: he / him .

orientation: heteroromantic / heterosexual .

occupation: youtube gamer / streamer .

language(s) spoken: english , spanish , learning korean .

career claims: lazerbeam fortnite content, markipliers fnaf content, and quinbobins youtube channel .

━━━━━━━━━ 👾 P E R S O N A I L I T Y :

absolutely unhinged . speaks without thinking . impulsive . he’s comfortable in his skin, career, and outlook on life which makes him confident beyond belief. easily gets hyper fixated on his interests and will talk about them nonstop. he’s not exactly dumb, but the knowledge he does have is all very irrelevant and useless on the grand scheme of things like he couldn’t tell you the right way to use a comma but if you have a few hours for to go over five nights at freddy’s lore he’s excited to share . very kind . always has a joke on his tongue that it’s okay not to laugh at because he’ll laugh enough for everyone .

━━━━━━━━━ 👾 B A C K G R O U N D :

arlo grew up in a extremely loving family . as the only child with a stay at home mother he was constantly showered him with affection . he wasn’t necessarily spoiled, there were a lot of guidelines he was expected to follow and his mouth often got him in trouble in school, but his parents were always very gentle with him .

his love of video games came from his parents. as a way to get him to settle down and focus on something, and also spend time as a family, they would go out and purchase a variety of consoles and games to have family game nights. what started as a weekend thing quickly turned into a nearly every night of the week thing and something he looked forward to the most.

as he got older his parents interest in the games dwindled but they had already created a monster. he tried to connect with his classmates, joined gaming clubs, and online spaces available, but the thing is he’s not very good??? at playing games??? easily confused, has a hard time figuring out controls, and panics at any sudden music change which makes him forgot how to play the game completely because he thinks he’s about to die anyway. his game play style didn’t really mesh well with the people who are very good at games and they figured why let him play if he was only going to die or bring his team down.

like all us lonely, ostracized folks who wanna share a space with people who share like interests, he turned to the internet ! at first, he started uploading on youtube and streaming to get better. he was looking for tips, and hoping others would reach out to help him out but what he found was actual a community of people who liked that he just enjoyed the game for what it was without worrying about being the best. he had created a space for players of any level to just have fun and not have to worry about the pretentious ridicule from others in the community.

after having that realization he completely embraced the brand he unintentionally created and the upward success. his parents are super proud of him and brag about his career all the time. of course, he’s insanely active on social media always posting but he’s especially active in his discord servers and in the comments of his posts because he really does love engaging with his community. he loves collaborating with smaller creators and pushing the notion that gaming should be fun and relaxing. and never cruel.

━━━━━━━━━ 👾 H E A D C A N O N S :

he absolutely ADORES music. could be the adhd but he often has to have it on in the background when he’s playing games no matter what. during his streams he’ll have a 15 minute dance party with viewers to hype himself up before playing. also enjoys learning gg dances and tiktok dances on stream.

sza’s number one fan. if he could uproot his life to become her groupie he’d do it without hesitation.

the gaming chair he has is really just for show, because he stands almost immediately whenever he’s playing games bc he panics. spends a lot of time walking in laps around his room whenever he does something more stupid than usual in game.

he doesn’t really have “gaming rage” he finds it more funny if anything. that doesn’t mean there’s no shouting, there’s a lot of shouting, it’s just not angry and vile.

absolutely hates horror games, he has a gentle heart, so he’s pretty disappointed that his fnaf videos are what propelled his career so fast. but he’s very grateful so he still plays them for his audience.

does not pull at ALL. he simply does not know how, and does not know when anyone is interested in him so he really is just out here spinning like a ballerina with his steam deck in one hand and his switch in the other.

dani described him as more crack than man and i think that’s the most accurate description to ever be given to him, yeah <3

━━━━━━━━━ 👾 connections coming at some point .

#nepofm.intro #dropping this here and then running away to write charlies !

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nanamisflowerfield · 1 year

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Fluffy Scenes

Scenarios and only 1 character + You may decide which character and (y/n) is A, B or C! (If you won‘t tell me who is A, B or C, I will choose it then!)

A accidently confessed their feelings to B

A and B are babysitting a child together, while acting like parents/couple

A and B are tired, fall asleep and wake up embracing each other

A and B go on a fake date, telling people that they are dating, not realizing that they are falling in love with each other

Prank gone wrong!

A,B and C (and maybe more) are playing hide and seek but whoops… A and B, who are pinning hard for each other, are stuck in a small space…

A wants to proof to their friends that they have a s/o and asks B for help

A has a crush on somebody, asking B to fake date so they can make the other one jealous, but realizing that they actually always loved B

A and B go on a blind date, realizing that they are sitting in front of their crush

A and B hate each other a lot, but it's so obvious to their friends, that they love each other

A and B are online friends and have crushes on each other, not realizing that they are coworkers/classmates…

A and B‘s friends are stalking the not-so-secret-date of A and B

A falls in love with their senpai B

A and B are colleagues and might have a crush on wacher other, while hiding it from their coworkers

A has a secret, that B, their coworker, finds out about

A got dumped/heartbroken and B comforts A, their crush. Slowly A realizes that it wasn‘t so bad, because they finally realize that they were actually in love with B the whole time

A is a big fan of B, who finds out of their fan and finds them cute

A is cheering for B during one of B‘s matches/training, making them super happy as something embarrassing happens

A is giving B many love letters, because A is super shy

A‘s sibling is teasing A in front of B and nearly told them about A‘s crush on B

A has a crush on B and thinks that B is in love with A‘s best friend C, so A tries to help B out, not realizing that B actually loves A

A asks B out on a date/confesses their love in public in front of many people!

A has a crush on B for a very long time… And acts shy on them, even after several years it hasn‘t changed A‘s feelings towards B and how they always react around their crush!

A is in love with their best friend (C)‘s sibling B, who also adores A back and C is not a big fan of it…

A is in love with their best friend (C)‘s sibling B, who also adores A back and C wants them to be happy and tries to help them out

A is nursing B, after B became sick/hurt

A is the leader/manager/etc of B‘s team. They tease and annoy each other, not realizing that they are actually having romantically feelings towards one another

A is tutors B, their crush

A kabedons B

A loves B a lot and thinks often about them, but also panic when B jokes around that somebody is thinking about them, as B often has to sneeze around

A meeting B‘s parents for the first time

A sees B and C together, thinking that they are dating but C is helping B out to confess their undying love to A, who also is in love with B

A thinks that B hates them, but B is just too shy and nervous around their crush…

A thinks that B is dating somebody, but oh boy, are they wrong about that…

A travels into the future and meets future A and B, who are married and have children together

A tries to confess to the very oblivious B, who always thinks that A is just nice to them…

A tries to help B with their crush on (surprisingly) A, not noticing who B loves and that they start falling for B

A wants to make B jealous

A‘s friends are teasing A in front of B, who is A‘s crush

Ghibli AU

And then there was only one bed. Poor A and B just had to share it…

Enemies to lovers

A and B have to play a prince and princess in the upcoming school play!

At least A has their friends who will try to help super shy A out to ask their crush on a date!

Childhood friends to lovers

Funny confession

It started to rain and A forgot their umbrella

Love at first sight

Oh, poor friends of A and B, because they are so in love with each other, making their friends getting annoyed at those two pinning at each other

Pining on each other since a long time

Secretly dating

Shy A is dating loud B, shocking their friends

Shy A and Shy B are in love with each other

Sunshine A is in love with grumpy person B

Teacher A falls in love with single parent B

Two teachers in love, but are very shy…

A falls in love with their assistant

A and B are head over heels in love with each other and never dared to confess to their crush, until the day A turned into an animal changes their lives… B just wants A to be back to normal and have a normal life as a couple…

Butterfly AU

Breaking a curse with true loves kiss

Meeting their future child/children

Assassin A has to murder their victim, B, but they fall in love with each other

A and B love each other and meet in secret, but A has to get married to somebody. Both don‘t know that their parents arranged the marriage and A and B have to get married to each other

An arranged marriage scenario

A and B travel into the future and meets future A and B, who are married and have children together

A travels into the future and meets future A and B, who are married and have children together

A turned into an animal and B takes care of them, not knowing that they are petsitting their dear crush

Kisses

Scenarios (only 1 character) or headcanon (max 3 characters)

First kiss

Kiss on the cheek

Forehead kiss

Getting shy and kiss for the first time

Hand kiss

Neck kiss

Kiss on the nose

Soft kiss/Light ones/peck

I accidently fall and kissed you like in all the animes-kiss

Flying kiss

Surprise kiss

Waking you up with a kiss

Kissing you to give your your medicine

Goodnight kiss

Morning kiss

Calming down their partner with a kiss

Kissing in the rain

Pretending to be their s/o and kiss them

Kissing s/o to cheer them up

Kissing your tears away

Kissing the other one in the middle of a fight

Kissing their s/o or crush to stop them from saying anything

Kissing them to distract them

Wanting to kiss them on the cheek but accidentally kissing them on the lips

Soulmate AU

Scenarios and only 1 character

Feeling the same pain

Sharing the same tattoo

Colorblind until you look into the eye‘s of your soulmate

Time counter until you meet your soulmate

Footstep counter until you meet your soulmate

Having their soulmate's name written on their body

Their thoughts are written on their body

Meeting your soulmate in your dreams and you can interact with them

Meeting your soulmate in your dreams and you can't interact with them

You dream of the place of where you’ll meet your soulmate

Ink is shown on each others body, whenever you draw on your body

The first sentence/words they say to each other ist written on their arms/body

Changing their bodies, once you reach a certain age

You have memories of your and your soulmate's past life

Connected by the Red Thread of Fate

The feeling of their soulmate is marked on their body

Being near or touching their soulmate, heals them

Sharing the same (strong) feelings (like sadness etc)

The same song that your soulmate hears or think about, is stuck in your head too

If you lose an item, it will end up in your soulmates possession

If you throw something on the full moon, the object will land on or near your soul mate

You can't lie to your soulmate

Temperature gets hotter when you are near your soulmate and colder when you are far away

Hearing your soulmates‘ thoughts in your head

The winds blows you to the direction of your soulmate. If you are near them, the wind gets stronger

Coloured footprints of your soulmate are only visible to you

If you close your eyes, you can see a glimpse or everything that your soulmate sees right now

You get sparked/shocked, when you touch your soulmate

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primofate · 3 years

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Genshin x fem!reader [Volleyball Team AU - Inspired by Haikyuu!] He introduces S/O to the team

Before you read this, might be a good idea to read the introduction first. To give you the whole low-down of the team and their dynamicsssss.

Other works in the Volleyball Team AU Series: Click Here

Scenario: You and him have been dating for a while now. Why does the team not know and what’s their reaction in finding out/when he introduces you?

Warnings: AU if that’s not your thing then don’t read, not proofread...as usual.

#1 Zhongli (Captain/Wing Spiker/Ace)

You’ve been dating for nearly 5 months at this point. Beforehand the two of you were close friends. So the team kind of already knew you guys were close, but you’d never met the team properly.

It’s not that he was HIDING your relationship, its that he didn’t want to pressure you into meeting his team. They could really be an overwhelming bunch of high schoolers sometimes.

As it happens he walks to the gym hand in hand with you one day, his other hand on his duffel sports bag, thinking that he’d be the earliest one there as always.

But when he slides the gym doors open his WHOLE TEAM greets him “CAPTAIN!” and then there’s an awkward silence that descends as they all catch him with his hand intertwined with yours.

KAEYA AND TARTAGLIA LOSES IT. “C-Captain, you had a girlfriend and didn’t tell us?!” “You finally made a move on her?!” “S’about time!”

Needless to say they both get knocked on the head by Zhongli’s fist.

Zhongli sighs and turns to you apologetically but you say that you don’t mind meeting them. He perks up and claps his hands to ask his team to line up.

They do so diligently. Kaeya, Tartaglia and Thoma are giddy while looking at you. Xiao and Kazuha have their mouth slightly agape as if you’re some kind of rare species. Diluc and Albedo stare you down.

You introduce yourself as Zhongli’s gilrfriend and as you do so Tartaglia’s eyes dart towards Zhongli who has a slightly shy expression on his face.

“Oh, oh question time!” Thoma raises his hand “Does the captain secretly eat sweets behind our back?” You haven’t even answered when Kaeya asks “Does the captain ever glare at you (he mimics Zhongli’s face) and say 10 Push ups NOW!” Surprisingly Diluc raises his hand too “...Is the captain strict with you too?”

Zhongli gets irked the more questions are asked and he finally steps in with an ominous presence. “10 laps around the gym...NOW!”

He apologizes to you again but you reassure him it’s totally fine and they all seem like such fun.

#2 Diluc (Vice Captain/Wing Spiker/Defense Specialist)

The vice captain is a very secretive guy.

Not even his brother knew.

It’s not that he was ashamed of you, he just liked his privacy and you already knew that.

But there was this one time where he forgot his textbooks under his desk and you had to go and give it to him while he was at practice.

Shyly looking into the door the first one that spots you is Albedo.

“...Do you need something?” you tense up at Albedo’s question and shakily hand him the textbooks.

“U-Uhm... D-Diluc’s...”

Albedo tilts his head and turns to shout at the team. “Someone’s looking for the vice captain,”

Everyone stops what they’re doing and snaps there head towards you.

Diluc jogs over, sweat still fresh on his forehead. Without thinking he takes the books from you, small smile on his face and thanks you.

The rest of his team freezes up all thinking: “Hold on, is he...SMILING?”

You’re oblivious to them staring and give him a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving. When Diluc turns back his team is glaring daggers at him, he stares back at them. Doesn’t say anything, and continues practice.

No one is brave enough to ask him about it.

Tartaglia whispers to Kaeya “You didn’t know about it either huh?”

#3 Kaeya (Middle Blocker)

This MF would talk about you whenever he had the chance.

Y/N this, Y/N that, Y/N is so cute.

Frankly the team is kinda tired of it.

But when you finally visit one of their practices the team levels their gaze at you and think “Oh shit, he wasn’t lying, she is actually cute,”

Sees his teammates expression and brags even more. “I know what y’all are thinking. You’re thinking, OH! She’s actually really cute! Hm?”

Slings an arm around you shamelessly with a grin. “Back off boys, I’ll block all your attempts,”

Diluc is the one that walks up to you and you blink at him. Kaeya blinks at him, confused as well.

Diluc suddenly bows, “I feel sorry for you but please take care of him,”

The rest of the team either bursts out laughing or snickers behind their hand.

Their vice captain is low key savage

#4 Albedo (Setter)

The team finds out about you cause when they finish practice they find you waiting outside the gym.

Kazuha asks politely while the others look on “Are you lost?”

You straighten up and stutter a little, “Ah, uh, no, I’m...” You’re at a loss for words.

Then Albedo suddenly appears from the gym doors and sees you. “Ah, were you waiting long? Sorry,”

Thoma tilts his head in question. “Albedo...Your sister?”

Albedo at this point was standing next to you already. “...No, my girlfriend,” like it was the most normal thing in the world.

Everyone is stunned into statues.

“H-How did you get one before me?” Tartaglia looks as if his soul had been sucked out of his body.

“Next time you can just come inside and wait inside the gym, it’s dark out here,” their responsible captain suggests and you’re amazed at his kindness and bow at him with a thank you.

Albedo doesn’t see what’s the big deal and just grabs your hand and starts walking away.

#5 Tartaglia (Middle Blocker/Wing Spiker)

The team already knew since the first date. It’s because he.would.not.shut.up.about.it

That particular day at practice his spikes were a tad bit stronger than usual.

“Oi... you’re getting too excited...” Xiao mumbles at him. Tartaglia just grins and scratches the back of his head. “Aaaahhhh... I can’t help it, I’m so nervous for my date with Y/N!”

A few more dates later he starts showing off his phone wallpaper to the others. It’s a picture of you and him.

Kaeya tries to piss him off by saying, “Huh, we’ve never actually seen her in person. Maybe it’s photoshopped,” The others snicker.

Is so pissed, asks you to come immediately.

You thought it was an emergency so you come into the gym with a worried look on your face only to be hugged tight into his chest. “See? See? She’s totally real and totally cute!”

Albedo crosses his arms and blinks, then looks at Kaeya “...You totally baited him, he’s such a simpleton.”

Kaeya responds with a smirk “Right?”

#6 Kazuha (Decoy/Middle Blocker/Wing Spiker)

The most formal out of all of them and even tells them seriously that he had an announcement to make.

Next day he comes into practice with you in tow.

Properly introduces you as his girlfriend.

Everyone is wide-eyed at how official it feels. Then you suddenly take out a big container of fruits and tell everyone it’s for them (The captain doesn’t allow sweets, he thinks it’ll fatten them up or some crap.)

EVERYONE IS BLESSED BY YOUR PRESENCE and Kazuha is just enjoying you getting along with them.

Kaeya and Tartaglia try to whisper and bribe you into making cookies for them.

Albedo and Xiao stares at Kazuha thinking ‘If someone like you can get a girlfriend, we can get one too, right?’

You offer to come back next time with more fruits and some secret cookies.

#7 Xiao (Libero)

Tried to keep it a secret because he knows his team will make a fuss about it.

The team finds out when his phone suddenly starts ringing in the middle of practice and he asks for a timeout to pick it up.

“Mm... Yeah... I’ll pick you up when I finish,” Everyone starts nudging each other when they hear him talk to you in an unusually calm and soft tone. So different from when he plays volleyball and gets angry at them.

By this point everyone tries to keep quiet and enlarge their ears to eavesdrop.

“Idiot... I won’t be late. I promised to take you out didn’t I?”

Hearing their tsundere libero say something so sweet makes everyone combust.

When he turns back everyone is staring at him with smirks on their faces. “Hey, why not just ask her to come here?” Kaeya sneakily suggests.

Xiao blushes “A-As if I’d let her near you bumbling fools!”

He was worried it would scare you away, actually.

#8 Tohma (Pinch Server/Middle Blocker)

Literally no one is surprised he has a girlfriend.

It would be MORE of a surprise if he DIDN’T have one.

But they find out cause he left his phone out on the bench one day and there’d been a text message while Xiao was conveniently sitting on the bench.

“...Tohma, someone me--” Xiao looks at the screen where the message ‘I love you!’ is clearly written.

Xiao is so curious but is not gunna admit it so he nudges Kaeya or Tartaglia who might be sitting next to him and secretly motions over to the phone.

They read it and ask in a real loud voice “Oi Tohma! Who’s Y/N? They said I love you!”

Tohma laughs nervously and since it’s already out he might as well introduce you.

“This is my princess,” he says when you enter the gym to walk home with him that afternoon. You bow and introduce yourself and everyone looks at you thinking... “Ah, they look like the perfect domestic couple,”

Low-key everyone is jealous of how you dote on him.

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mavrintarou · 3 years

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[2:02PM] - Happy birthday, Miya twins!

Warnings: dark contents (obsessives & possessive twins); post-time skip (twins and reader is of age); explicit smut; breeding; non-con recording; reader (y/n) might be a little dumb and oblivious; 18+ Note: not edited

Part 2 - Part 3 (read this after the side stories) - Rin's story - Atsumu's story - Osamu's story .

After nearly ten hours, you finally logged off work for the day. You massaged your temples, feeling the tension gradually dissipate. As you tap your phone’s screen, you notice numerous unread texts demanding your attention. However, what caught your attention was the date displayed on the screen.

M O N D A Y, O C T O B E R 4

You swore, swiftly navigating to your text messages. Among the numerous messages from various individuals, you noticed none from the twins.

[You] Hey punks, sorry I’ve been busy with work and overlooked that tomorrow is ‘yer birthdays

[You] I have not booked a restaurant #IMSORRY

You have known the twins since you were six; they’re turning twenty-six tomorrow. It has become a long-standing tradition that whenever it was your birthday or their birthday, you and the twins would always gather for a meal together.

[Tsumu] Wow. You don’t love us anymore.

[You] …

[Samu] It’s okay; we know you’re busy

[Samu] and don’t care about us anymore #sadface

[Tsumu] My favorite Y/n is finally forgetting about us ☹

[You] I am not! Stop being babies! I didn’t entirely forget. It’s still TOMORROW.

[Tsumu] Lies. You forgot about us!

[Samu] That’s why you moved far from us, huh?

Since you all entered your pre-teen years, the twins had developed a peculiar and somewhat possessive attachment to you.

You were theirs.

Neither of them has dated nor allowed boys to get close to you if they had any say.

‘Yer boyfriend will make ‘yer stop hanging out with us.

We’ll lose ‘yer forever, don’t ‘yer see?

You thought they would grow out of it, but their possessiveness only seemed to have evolved through the years.

It got out of hand during high school when girls hated you or questioned why you were dating both twins.

Rumors circulated that even the slightest shift in your demeanor or a slight distancing in your friendship would trigger the twins’ keen perception, leading them to become immediately clingy.

After high school, Osamu stayed in Hyogo while you moved to Osaka for university. It was shortly after you learned that Atsumu joined you in Osaka.

You were surprised one night at the bar when a hand rested on your hip and a familiar voice whispered into your ear, “hey, love.” Atsumu made it difficult to shake off when he attracted all your friend’s attention; he ended up by your side the rest of the night.

The following day you caused massive wildfire speculation on campus that you were dating the new setter on MSBY Black Jackals.

You ignored him as much as possible, but it became difficult that he was just everywhere.

You could not have been more thankful to have accepted the scholarship to study abroad. You spent the last two years overseas and applied for an additional scholarship for the graduate program, and ended up staying out of Japan for four years.

While you lived abroad, you maintained occasional communication with both of them. The time zone difference conveniently provided a plausible excuse for not being to take their video calls or respond promptly to their messages.

Your return back to Japan without notifying them triggered an uproar. Their cold shoulders left you feeling terrible, realizing that you often succumbed to their demands, even when it wasn’t necessary, and despising yourself for being too lenient with them.

[You] If I didn’t care, I obviously would not be writing to you two boneheads right now.

[Tsumu] ☹

[Samu] ☹

You groan.

[You] Okay. I’m sorry. You two are my favorite boneheads.

Silent.

They gave you the silent treatment for ten minutes.

[You] Okay. Because I failed to plan, what can I do to make you both happy? You can have anything in the whole world.

Unexplainable chills zapped down your spine as soon as you sent that, making you shudder. Below your message, you saw double-check marks, meaning they both read it.

Silent.

You were in the middle of writing something when Osamu replied.

[Samu] I’ll come to ‘tsumu and cook dinner, meet there.

[Tsumu] My place tomorrow for dinner. Be ready to cum.

You frown.

[Tsumu] Sorry, autocorrect. COME.

. .

You arrived at Atsumu’s place first since you lived closer.

“Could you please put on a shirt?” you half-ordered and half-complained, trying to avoid looking at the half-naked Atsumu. His sweatpants sat incredibly low on his hips, showing off his defined abs and sharp V-lines. He had just finished showering, evident from his damp hair and the towel casually slung over one shoulder.

“Why do you still get shy around me? You’ve seen me naked before.”

It was a memory you buried deep away. You were over at their house and knocked on his door to ask him a question, and he replied, telling you that it was safe to enter his room when he was naked as the day he was born.

A few days later, the same thing happened but with Osamu.

Thanks to them, you understood the male anatomy.

Ignoring his presence, you explore his apartment’s vast expanse. “You have such a spacious place for just one person,” you remarked casually.

Your words were abruptly interrupted when his arms encircled your shoulders, startling you. “Well,” he whispered, his voice filled with a hint of mischief, “you could always move in with me.”

Gently wiggling out of his embrace, you created some distance between you. “It’s okay,” you replied, calm but firm. “I prefer being close to work. It makes commuting much more convenient for me.”

Before you could react, his fingers swiftly touched your ear, rubbing it with a familiarity that caught you off guard. It was one of your weaknesses. “I can get you a car, and you can drive to work much easier.”

He steps closer to you, and you step back.

You backed against the wall, and Atsumu pressed your hand against his bare abdomen—the ripples of his abs defined underneath your palm. He closes in the distance and grabs your other hand, and shifts it down to his visible straining cock against his thin sweatpants.

Your hand balled up into a fist, “’Tsumu…” you warned, but your tone was too soft. He brings your fist to the bulge of his crotch, and you submit easily, fist loosening and palming his crotch.

“I want you to say my name like that when I am fucking you deep.” Your eyes shot up to look at him; his mouth cracked open, panting as he forced your hand to rub against his hard bulge. “Let me fuck you, Y/n. I’ve waited too long,” he begged.

The doorbell rings, distracting you both, and you take this opportunity to escape from him.

Atsumu has been more physical with you than Osamu, but he has never made you touch him physically like that before.

You hurry to the door, swinging the door open to see Osamu. He walks in with arms full of stuff and shoos you away when you try to help him.

He settles everything on Atsumu’s kitchen counter and pulls you into a hug. His arms wrap around your waist as he crushes you, chest to chest. His nose buries against your neck, making you flinch as he inhales deeply.

“I missed you.”

A gasp escapes your lips as you feel a nip and a hot tongue lapping your neck.

You pulled away, and a hand immediately touched where his mouth just suckled, your hand wet from his saliva. “What is wrong with you guys today?”

Osamu ignores you and begins to unload his stuff, “I make your favorite stuff.”

You carefully watched him and walked around to the other side of the counter. You watch him quietly as he finishes any last-minute prepping.

Your palms press against Atsumu’s granite countertop, watching Osamu that you hadn’t realized the two giant hands that press next to yours.

“What are we eating?” Atsumu asked, over your head, pressing you into his counter. His thick and hard cock purposedly pressed into your lower back. As if he knew you would pull away, his hands gently lock yours on his counter. He threads his fingers through yours and presses them onto the countertop.

“’Tsumu,” Osamu warned, “after dinner.”

“What?”

Atsumu drops his head on your shoulder and kisses your neck; the opposite side Osamu kissed. “Just dessert.”

. .

Osamu had always been the better cook of you three. It’s no wonder his small shop is doing well at home.

“Keep eating,” Osamu scoops another spoonful of mashed potatoes onto your plate. You make a disapproving face at him because you are already full. “You’ll need all the energy.”

Atsumu has been quiet the rest of the night, fidgety, to be exact. He is seated beside you; his legs are spread wide, so one leg touches you. You had to slap his hand away twice when he would rest a hand on your thigh, rubbing and squeezing.

“Is it time for dessert?” he whined.

You brought the cake without letting them know and stood up from your seat before they could react and head to the fridge. You added the numbers 2 and 6 onto the cake and lit the candles.

You return to the dining table with the twins, both looking impressed.

“What? You don’t like the cake?”

Osamu’s mouth curves slightly.

Atsumu’s nose scrunches; you made sure to buy strawberry flavor, his favorite.

“I want dessert.”

After wishing them a happy birthday, you waited for them to blow out the flames when you noticed how the twins looked at each other with identical mischievous smiles before looking at the cake and blowing out the candles in sync.

As you placed the cake down, preparing to clap your hands in celebration, each suddenly grabbed onto one of your wrists, firmly holding you in place.

“Y/n,” Osamu calls, “we want something from you.”

“We’ll forgive you for almost forgetting our birthday if you do something for us?” Atsumu added quickly.

Narrowing your eyes, you maintained a momentary silence, sensing a warning from your intuition. “I’ve known both of you for a long time,” you spoke, voice laced with suspiciousness. “There’s nothing that could make you both agree on something so peacefully. What’s going on?”

“Oh, but we both agree on something,” Atsumu tugs your left wrist, “we both want you.”

“Me?”

“To submit to us.” Osamu finished.

Submit to us.

“Like…” you pause, “like have sex… together?”

“Threesome,” Osamu clarified with his charming smile.

“Just us.” Atsumu chimed.

“Well, I sure hope so.” You snapped.

“Do you agree?”

You tugged your wrists but failed, “no, that’s crazy.”

“Y/n,” Atsumu whines, “how is it crazy? We both know you love us, and we love you too.”

“This is weird.”

“How is it weird? It’ll just be sex.” Osamu assures with a smile.

“It’ll be the best birthday present you can give us.”

Your eyes shut as you fight the urge to say yes. Atsumu’s rough fingertips rub your knuckles while Osamu rubs circles on your hand.

“No anal.”

Atsumu’s lips curved into a triumphant smile while Osamu pouted, “boo.”

. .

The tie is secure over your eyes, “why do I need my eyes cover?”

“Up?” you hear Atsumu instruct, motioning for you to lift your arms. Your shirt is raised and tugged off, leaving you in your black bra.

“You’re going to guess who will fuck you,” Osamu answered, pressing you down on your back. A pair of hands fumbled at the waistband of your yoga pants, which were tugged off. “A black thong, sexy.”

You lay on your back in your undergarments, “guys?” You don’t feel their presence.

“Give us a minute here; we’re trying to see who gets to fuck you first.”

You hear them mumbling, ‘rock-paper-scissor-shoot.’ “Are you guys serious?” You lift yourself onto your elbows.

You feel the floor creak by your feet, and your heartbeat races. Suddenly, warm breaths by your cheek and their mouth crash onto yours unexpectedly, fast and hungry, knocking you back. They pin your wrists beside your head, so you can’t touch them, probably to figure out which twin they are.

You know enough; Atsumu has an undercut, while Osamu’s hair is long.

His tongue mingled with yours in a deep kiss, and when you inhaled for air, his mouth lifted off of yours and kissed along your jaw before pulling away completely.

Your wrist is released but quickly ordered, “leave them there or else you’ll be punished.”

Your mind is too hazy to tell who it was.

The rest of your undergarments are removed, leaving you naked, blind, and vulnerable.

With rough fingers, they hook their arms underneath your knees and pull you to the bed’s edge, your lower half hanging off the bed. Your legs are then widened, and thick fingers play at the entrance of your pussy.

“So wet,” they whisper before plunging a finger inside, pulling it out, and pushing it back in.

With just one finger, it is enough to curl your toes as you beg for more.

Something rounder and thicker presses at your entrance where their finger was just at, “I can’t wait anymore.”

A thick hard cock plunges deep inside of you and doesn’t allow you to adjust before they’re pounding hard into your pussy. Your back arches, and a moan resonates from your throat. You grip the comforters, barely anchoring yourself as you shift with each fast thrust. Large hands grip your thighs, holding you still as they thrust harder and faster.

You touch their hands holding your thighs; the veins and rough knuckles aren’t enough to determine which twin.

“Fuck, hurry.” You hear a hoarse voice demand towards your head. “Baby, give me your hand?”

One hand reaches above your head, unsure, but a large hand closes your hand around something hot, soft, yet hard. “I’m gonna fuck your fist.” The cock in your hand slides back and forth fast that you have to tighten your grip. “Fuck-fuck-fuck- your fist feels good!” they moaned loudly.

A smack behind your thigh sent you crying as the one fucking your pussy reminded you who was giving you the pleasure. Your legs are pushed forward and hooked over their shoulders, pressed in half before the heavy body is fucking you into the mattress.

Heavy panting fanned your face, “I’m going to cum… inside you.”

You weren’t on birth control but couldn’t find your voice to tell them no.

“If you don’t answer- I’m going to cum inside of you….” his hips begin to pound at yours, fast and hard.

“Yes! Yes! Cum inside me!”

A deep chuckle sends chills down your spine, “good girl.”

His cock twitched inside you, and with four more hard thrusts, he stills and jerked as he cums. The weight of his body collapses over you, keeping you pressed in half. His loud groans mixed with your moans.

“I’m going to fuck a baby in you, love.” He growled, and your walls convulsed and gripped around his cock at his statement.

“A ba-baby?”

The cock in your hands slips out and leaves your hand abandoned.

“My turn.” The weight is suddenly pushed off of you; the sudden withdrawal makes you flinch and gasp at the sudden impact of emptiness. “Hands and knees, baby girl.” You’re rolled over onto your stomach, and they help adjust your lower half to their liking. “Hang in there for me, baby girl. I’m close to cumming thanks to your fist, but I want to cum inside you too.”

Your throat is hoarse, and you desperately want to remove the covering over your eyes.

The bed shifts, and you feel the dip near your hands and head. “Hey love, lift your head for me, please?” You lift your head, and something soft yet wet touches your lips. “Open, please?”

A musky smell hits your nose before your jaw drops slightly but the prob of something hot and soft presses your lips open. Your tongue licks and swirls around the tip of the cock in your mouth.

“One second,” your mouth is empty, and as you were about to question, without warning, your pussy is stuffed in thrust. You’re caught off guard, and you’re jerked forward.

The cock in your pussy keeps a steady rhythm; this cock felt different. This one was less thick but longer.

“Stick out your tongue,” the thumb rubbing your lower lip pushes your jaw open, “suck me, please.”

Their cock slowly pushes into your mouth, taking in what you can. You lock in your elbows and take in more of his cock until it hits the back of your throat, and you quickly retreat before you gag.

The covering over your eyes gets tugged off swiftly before you can comprehend. Your eyes adjust quickly to the dim light in the room. You blink, staring straight at the wide hips and defined V-lines. Familiar V-lines.

You didn’t dare look up.

He withdraws his cock from your mouth and tilts your head upward.

With teary eyes and a slightly ajar mouth, you gaze back at Atsumu. “You’re so beautiful.” His thumb swipes over the corner of your lip where drool leaks. “How is she, ‘Samu?”

Your mouth shuts as you bite in your moan when he particularly thrusts harder.

“Amazing, she feels fucken amazing.” He grunts, “worth the wait.” His grip on your hips is bruising.

Your cheeks are pressed in by Atsumu’s hand, “me too, love. Can I cum in your mouth?”

Your tongue darts out to lick his length, licking the softness of his length before swallowing him entirely. Your eyes look up to see his mouth open, watching you right back. His fingers comb your hair behind your ear, “I’ve waited a long time to see you like this… sucking me….”

Much like Atsumu, you feel Osamu twitching with each sloppy thrust. That increases your suckling, hollowing your cheeks and swirling your tongue around Atsumu’s cock.

Your pussy clamps down on Osamu’s cock just as your mouth does for Atsumu’s cock. They groan and grunt as they come simultaneously, one in your pussy and one in your mouth.

Osamu’s cum only mixed in with Atsumu’s earlier and filled you even more uncomfortable. You could swallow most of Atsumu’s cum, but some dribble down your chin.

Atsumu pulls out his cock and wipes the dribbling cum back into your mouth. “You did well, love.”

He drops onto the bed beside you and reaches to fondle your hanging tits. “I knew your tits would be lovely. I’m going to fuck them next.”

The upper half of your body collapses on top of his hand. “No, you’re not,” you confirmed, breathless.

He flips onto his side, elbow supporting his head. “Why not? Wasn’t this fun?”

“Because I’m going to fuck her tits next,” Osamu said at the end of the bed. He slips out of flaccid cock and rubs your thighs before straightening your lower half. He drops beside you and rubs your back.

“You got to fuck your fist and her pussy!”

“You got her pussy and her mouth?”

“Shut up.” You groan, exhausted. You rolled onto your back, shifting near Osamu. It wasn’t long before Atsumu scooted closer, unable to allow his twin to have more of you.

Your eyes shut as exhaustion creeps up on you.

“Did you know it was me fucking you first?” Atsumu whispers into your ear, a hand massaging one of your tits.

“Yes,” you muttered; with your eyes still closed, you swat his hand away. “You’re the only one who calls me good girl and love, and Osamu only calls me baby girl when he wants something.”

A few minutes pass by in silence. You’re alerted when fingers trail from the valley of your tits down to your navel before cupping your sex. “I wonder which twin’s baby you’ll carry?”

Your eyes snap open, and you bolt up, but an arm locks you down on your back. Osamu hovers over you, his heavy muscular arm holding you down. “Hang on, baby girl.”

You watch Atsumu get up and off the bed, naked. He walks over to his dresser, and you see the phone propped horizontally on a tripod. He takes the phone off the tripod and points the camera at you, “totally fucked out; the best birthday gift ever, right ‘Samu?”

Osamu forces your face to look at him, “as of now, but you want to know what would be best, ‘Tsumu?”

The bed dips with Atsumu crawling over, and he straddles your thighs, the camera still pointed at you. “Hmm?”

“There’s a baby Miya,” Osamu’s palm on your abdomen, “right here.” . . .

E/n: Sheesh. That's probably the darkest stuff I've ever written. Now, I'll get back to Once Again.

#haikyu x reader #haikyuu x you #miya osamu #miya atsumu #haikyuu miya twins #haikyuu miya osamu #haikyuu miya atsumu #atsumu smut #osamu smut #haikyuu smut #miya atsumu smut #miya osamu smut #miya twins smut #Happy birthday miya twins

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laurits-loke-seier · 2 years

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Skamløs 🐍 Part 4 / På Seier huset

🐍This is a y/n type of story. The reader is a foreigner; the reader is a female; I will try my very best to keep physical descriptions to a complete minimum.

🐍May contain strong language. No major triggers, but if there are any - worry not, you will be warned in advance! Also, it's my first time writing fanfiction & English is not ma native language, so please be kind 😅

Part 1 / Den nye jenta ~ Part 2 / Som en jeg kjenner ~ Part 3 / Rolig til sinns

Also published on Wattpad

Summary: The part where you and Laurits try to get ready for the party at the Jutul cabin. And you start to see more colours of Laurits.

Laurits and I walked to where I live with Liv, which is apparently not very far from his home. He laughed that it must be destiny that I ended up in ‘this shit neighbourhood’ just like him.

I left him to wait on the steps outside the house, by his request, then quickly changed my outfit into something good enough for the party and a motorcycle ride.

“Hope I didn’t take too long.” I came out and locked the door. Once I turned around, Laurits clearly looked me up and down, and back up again. “What are you doing?”

“Checking you out, clearly.” he huffed with a smirk, evidently not embarrassed at all. I laughed a bit and shook my head at how unbothered this dude is.

“I assume you need to make yourself pretty as well?” I was half joking, but his expression was so genuine, like it’s common sense.

“Of course, what do you think, I’ll miss an opportunity to show off a banger outfit? C’mon, Y/N, honestly.”

Ok, now I really want to see what he has in mind.

I was about to say I’ll wait outside, when he basically dragged me in as soon as I opened my mouth. We stumbled in, both of us giggling like idiots when I tripped over my own feet and nearly fell nose first on the floor.

“Laurits?” I heard a concerned woman’s voice come from inside the house. I stiffened up and got serious in a second. That has to be his mother, and I would hate to make a first bad impression. Childhood trauma, put a pin in it.

He gave a weird look and I just shook my head like ‘not now’. Soon enough we walked closer to the dining/kitchen area and his mother raised her eyebrows upon seeing me.

“Mom, this is Y/N, she’s an exchange student from Y/C. Please don’t be weird while I go change.” he spilled quickly, giving her a pleading look then jogging up the stairs, leaving me with his mother.

With his mother, whom I don’t know how fluent in English she is, and me, not very fluent in Norwegian.

I just smiled shily. Seriously, what should I say besides hi??

“Kaffe eller te? (Coffee or tea?)” she asked finally, smiling warmly.

“Kaffe, takk. (Coffee, thanks.)” Oh thank Gods, something simple.

“Med sukker? (With sugar?)”

“Ja, takk! (Yes, please!)”

I looked around the lilac coloured room. Pretty cosy for such an old house.

“Vær så snill, sitt ned. (Please, sit down.)” She came back with a cup of coffee and put her hand on my back, leading me to the dining table.

I just nodded smiling, took the cup from her hands and sat down.

“Jeg heter Turid. Og du er…? (My name is Turid. And you are…?)” she trailed off. Naturally, she forgot my name after Laurits just blurted all of that out so quickly.

“Y/N. Det er hyggelig å møte dere. (It’s nice to meet You.)” I hoped I was being polite enough how I spoke, feeling my cheeks heating.

“Samme her. (Same here.)” she said, squeezing my hand in an assuring manner. I gave her a more relaxed smile.

“Um, does Laurits usually take a long time getting ready?” I asked, sipping the coffee.

“O, noen ganger. (Oh, sometimes.)” she sighed with a laugh. “Gå, besøk ham. (Go, visit him.)”

I blinked a few times, unsure. Visit him?

She probably saw the confusion in my face and jokingly nudged me to get up and pointed upstairs. I let out an awkward laugh, finished up my coffee and went upstairs.

His room door was quite obvious - some punk rock music playing through the door loud enough. I knocked hard so he really hears me.

The door opened shortly, with Laurits half dressed, hair disheveled. Quite an annoyed look on his face.

“What’s wrong?” I raised an eyebrow.

“Can’t fucking find anything to wear.” he muttered and let me in.

I couldn’t hold in the laughter that bubbled up from my chest. He threw me a dark glare.

“I’m sorry. I am. Just… same problems here.” I defended myself. “Ok, Prince, let’s see what we can do about this horrible horrible situation.”

He smirked and steered me by my shoulders to his small messy wardrobe.

“Dear Gods, Laurits, this looks miserable. Is it always like this?” I motioned to the mess, and gave him a very dramatic-comical look.

“I need your help picking something out, not your commentary on the wardrobe itself.”

“Okej, but my help comes with commentary, so…” I laughed while digging through the clothes. Picked up something that cannot be his - a floral shirt. “Hej, how about this wonderful piece? You’ll be the talk of the night, for sure.”

He just stared at me through his eyebrows, not saying anything. I chuckled, kind of nervously, because it would feel better if he said something! Now it makes me think he’s rather planning something mischievous.

“No? Not fancy enough for you?” I looked at the shirt myself, as if examining it. “I’d say go for it.” I nearly laugh-snorted, imagining him in this.

Only that what escaped my mouth was a blood curdling scream.

Because this bastard buried his thin fingers between my ribs. And seeing how tickling apparently I am, he locked me in his arms, my back to his chest, and kept torturing me.

“Take it back!” he almost growled in my ear.

“Neeeeeiiii! Neverrrr aaahhh-hahaha!” I yelled and erupted in hysterical laughter once he assaulted my sides again. Tears streaming down, my cheeks and stomach aching from laughter.

“I can do this all night.” he grunted with laughter.

“T-that sounds aahahah p-p-perverted!!” I screamed, trying to break free, but he held me quite tightly. “F-f-fuck ooooff!!” I kept laughing hysterically and kicking the air.

The door to Laurits’ room flew open with a crash and we just froze.

Magne is standing widely in the doorway, looking fairly surprised. And wait, is he holding a fucking huge-ass hammer?

“What is going on?” Magne broke the silence and loud rock music background, his cheeks getting a tint of pink when his eyes darted between us two.

This probably looked interesting. Me, screaming bloody murder here, his brother shirtless, with me locked in his arms.

“Please leave. I am busy serving Justice.” Laurits said suddenly in a very calm tone. “And what were you thinking of doing with that thing?” he mocked, motioning to the hammer in Magne’s hand. Which he hid behind him awkwardly.

“N-nothing.” he stammered, then looked at me. “Are you really ok?”

“Yes, Magne. We’re just fighting. I think.” I chuckled and looked over my shoulder at Laurits.

I felt a shiver run down my body, because his gaze was stone cold towards Magne. Like he completely shifted, his hold on me tightening like a python slowly strangling its prey.

I lightly squeezed his hand that was around my waist. Only then did he break eye contact with Magne and turned his attention to me.

“You ok?” I asked quietly. His gaze slowly softened and he nodded. Then wordlessly let go of me and just shut the door in his brother’s face.

#laurits x reader #laurits seier #laurits ragnarok #ragnarok netflix #magne seier #loke #tor #thor #loki #loki x y/n #laurits x y/n #Skamløs #laurits seier x reader

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thedelusionreaderbitch · 2 years

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Jesper Fahey taking care of his s/o headcanons

A/n: Guys I think I forgot how to do headcanons

Request: are you taking requests atm? if yes, you write basically jesper fahey taking care of reader after a long day? thank you and ily

Warnings: I don't think so??? Like obv. normal SoC warning but either that that...

(Pronouns used: No pronouns)

- So it was a long day to say the least

- Not only did you have to do a heist you had to run a million errands for Kaz

- It just wasn't your day either, when you first had woken up you had a) slept in

- b) fell going down the stairs of the Slat

- c) nearly got caught on the heist

- d) got a lecture from Kaz

- e) almost died doing the errands Kaz could have done himself

- you were pissed, and beyond angry; you were mad at EVERYTHING! The world just seemed to hate you today

- finally you got back to the Slat and boy were you ready to go off on anybody and everybody

- you were done, absolutely done

- Jesper didn't notice right away

- because even though he wasn't at the Crow Club he was STILL gambling

- it kinda just pissed you off because wtf?! You just wanted to spend time with your boyfriend maybe even cuddle him!

- (if he was up for it of course)

- instead you gripped the back of his shirt and shoved him off the chair

- "We had a deal Jesper."

- There were a few ooooo's heard throughout the Slat and all you wanted to do was sit down, put your head between your legs and scream

- you were close to doing just that too

- But even though Jesper wasn't the best at reading the room

- he knew his s/o and he knew that you were going to lose it

- you just had this pleading look in your eyes as if saying; 'I'm going to kill all these people, please send help'

- so he glared at the people around the room and touched his guns menacingly before taking your hand in his and dragging you away from all the criminals

- not before the lovely monster shows up though!

- Kaz if any of you mf are wondering

- "Y/n I have something else for you to do."

- You very, very nearly took out one of Jesper's pistols and shot Kaz in the head (Jesper would have let you btw)

- If you did whatever Kaz would want you to do it would very much be the next day and it probably involved killing or getting killed and you wanted nothing to do with any of it

- before you could speak up though Jesper does;

- "Y/n's done for the day Kaz."

- But Kaz just rolls his eyes and starts shaking his head;

- "No, no, no, Y/n's not don-"

- "Kaz if you don't shut up I'm going to shoot you with one of Jesper guns."

- Kaz for a split second looks scared before he just rolls his eyes and stalks off

- Thank the fucking saints, because you were just about ready to lose. it.

- Jesper seems to realize this even more now and pulls you up to your room

- "Darling what's wrong?"

- You sniffle and turn away from him

- "Nothing Fahey, now fuck off."

- Your abrupt (and quite frankly rude) response caught him off guard, but he knew he couldn't just back off and give you space! You needed him

- "Ya, no. Not until you tell me what's going on with you, then we can move on to Jesper will 'fuck off.' Right now we're still on stage; something is wrong and you need someone to talk to."

- "Jesus Jesper! It just been a horrible day!"

- You turn to face him

- " Let. it. go."

- Ya he wasn't going to do that

- Because you looked so close to tears

- So instead of saying something because if he did he would probably just fuck up and then you'd be even more mad

- Instead he just hugs you

- For a split second you tense before you just relax into the hug and start sobbing

- "I'm sorry, I'm getting your shirt all wet."

- "Y/n I don't really care."

- You tell him about how terrible, and just plain awful your day was

- He mostly just nods along while rubbing your back

- But he's there, and he isn't going any where

- He waits till your done talking and he suggests a session of cuddling might help

- You agree and with that the two of you are cuddling on your bad

- That's how you fall asleep

Bouns:

Kaz had never seen Jesper angry, he realized when Jesper prized pistol was pressed up against his forehead.

Even if he had, it was nothing compared to this.

The sharpshooter was seething, his eyes were aflame yet his entire body and movements were calm. Something he didn't see in Jesper ever making him even more nervous.

"You ever pull that shit on Y/n again I'll kill you myself." He says his voice low.

He pulls back his pistol and he spins on his heel to going to go talk to one of the Crows. As he goes Kaz watches them he observes that he's talking to them like nothing happened.

For the first time in his life Dirtyhands was scared.

#jesper fahey imagine #grishaverse #six of crows #shadow and bone #jesper fahey #jesper fahey x reader #headcanon #fanfic #SoC #SaB #wylan van eck #nina zenik #inej ghafa #kaz brekker #matthias helvar #six of crows headcanon #delusion writes

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cursestothemoon · 3 years

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yay for the open requests! I really reallyyyyyy love your Harry's older sister hc, could u pretty pls do more? like their brief life as a family with lily and james, then to the dursleys and then at war, so on. I agree with the anon that did the request, harry does needed a bigger sister❤️

aH I LOVED THESE REQUESTS

YOU GUYS CAN READ THE HEADCANONS THIS ANON IS TALKING ABOUT HERE

ok so this is L O N G i need to add a keep reading tab

alright so let's talk about harry's older sister

so lily and james did not plan you

they were straight out of hogwarts

just having fun

and suddenly lily is having morning sickness and james running into a store to buy a pregnancy test (or whatever the wizard equivalent would be 😗)

james would be so nervous the weeks leading up to your birth

he already knows that you aren't even here yet and there isn't anything he wouldn't do for you

and when you are born

he swears he'd never love anything as much as he loves you

his little girl

this sweet little lump of baby fat that was born with eyes just like his

he'd put his glasses on your little baby face, and he could laugh for hours at the way they just barely sat on your little nose (a miniature version of his)

your chubby little baby hands are his favorite

when you'd plan your hands on his face or wrap your hand around his finger he'd melt

Lily would joke all the time about how she carried the baby yet James is constantly hogging her

I think james would have some serious separation anxiety

Lily would also have trouble leaving you to go do something but she knew that you getting to see other people would be good

james is NOT a fan

and you were a big daddy's girl

"it's going to be alright, darling, uncle Padfoot and uncle Moony will take care of you."

and you'd respond with sad baby talk, something along the lines of 'daddy' and 'wanna stay with you' and you'd get all teary eyed

it's a whole dramatic scene

youre crying

james is about to cry

Sirius is quite literally trying to sob silently into his hand because you just look so sAD

and remus and lily are just

😐

because you guys do this eVERY TIME

there was one time james got back into the car with lily after dropping you off and he was unusually quiet until he kinda just whispered out

"It just feels like i'll never have enough time with her, like one day i'll wake up and suddenly she's not mine anymore."

his tone gave Lily the worst chills, his tone and the fact that she felt the same though never voiced it

honestly

i don't think harry was planned either

he kinda just happened

and they were like

you know what, yes.

so you were two when harry was born

and you LOVED your baby brother

he was so small

so cute

and he had your mum's green eyes

from the get go you were very protective of your little brother

james thought it was the cutest thing

ok ive been avoiding it

but we need to talk about October 31 1981

you were upstairs with our mum and harry

james was downstairs cleaning up from dinner

that was when there was a knock on the door

assuming it was peter, uncle wormtail, james was quick to go open the door

grabbing his wand for protection was the last thing on his mind

the thud of his body was loud

he was killed before he could even open his mouth to warn Lily

the door to Harry's nursery flew open and it all happened so fast

there was screaming

bargaining

a sudden flash fo green before Voldemort turned to harry

his cold, pale hand pushed you out of his way

the prophecy had said nothing about you, so he didn't care for what happened to you he just needed to kill harry

which obviously backfired

half the house was blown up

he was gone

harry was crying

and you just wanted your dad

you found your way downstairs, just barely making it down the steps

lily and james had never let you go up or down the steps on your own

only to come face to face with your dad just lying on the ground motionless

his eyes were still open

now i want you guys to think of the lion king

you know the scene where simba finds mufasa's dead body and just lays with it because he doesn't know where else to go

you just wanted any kind of comfort you could find

so with tear streaks going down your face you slayed next to your dad, getting as close as you could, hoping he'd just wake up

sirius is the one who finds you, asleep next to james' body

it was rather rough for sirius

and he could hear harry crying somewhere upstairs

you wake up to uncle padfoot trying to keep in his tears as he takes in the scene before him

you're just glad to see a familiar face

you run over to him, tears freshly falling as you wail about how daddy and mommy won't wake up

you also gently pull james' glasses off his face and keeping them in your small hand

keeping them safe for him later

you knew he didn't like to sleep with his glasses on

eventually hagrid shows up

you guys know the story

but i will say

it takes a lot for you to leave uncle pads and go with this big strange man

youre basically heaving as you beg to stay with sirius

and forcing you off his hip and onto the bike with hagrid was the worst thing he's ever had to do

even for a two year old, youre eyes held such a strong emotion of betrayal

sirius would never forget it

the dursley's were not fond of you and harry

you had james temper and stubbornness

harry was just a 6 month old baby

doing 6 month old baby things

for the first month you'd ask for james, lily, uncle moony, uncle padfoot, even uncle wormtail on a daily basis

until one day petunia just snapped

you had asked about sirius, or as you called him uncle padfoot, and petunia lost it

she started to shout, her hand coming out to strike your cheek as she told you that no one was coming

not now

not ever

you never asked after that

over time you forgot about sirius and remus and peter

you forgot about the song your dad would sing every saturday morning when making breakfast

or the way your mom would hum when she brushed your hair

all lily and james had become were familiar scents and the same pair of eyes you'd see in your dreams (though for a long time you just assumed they were your eyes, they looked enough like yours)

and you grew up always feeling like you were on the wrong side of a billowing curtain

you and harry grew up only having each other

you were very protective of him

and dudley hated it

because you had James art for pranks

and his art for rarely getting caught

unfortunately for you petunia and vernon didn't need evidence to incriminate you

you were often on the receiving end of disciplinary swats and missed meals

and you'd often take harry's punishments for him

you and harry were also forced to share a room

or cupboard

you let him decorate it with all his things (he didn't have many)

and you guys shared a bed up until you got your hogwarts letter

which that was kept very quiet

you got the letter

and petunia and vernon were just glad to be able to send you and your pranks away

you weren't allowed to tell harry

but you did anyway

secretly

you didn't tell him all the details but you told him that you were going to a school far away and you'd be back whenever aunt petunia let you back

going to school was interesting

you didn't know anyone

bUT HAGRID WAS ALSO THERE TO HELP YOU AND BUY YOU YOURE STUFF AND HE BOUGHT YOU YOUR FIRST WAND

you still have james' glasses

you put them on when youre nervous

so youre sitting in the train

first day

you don't know anyone

big round glasses sitting on your nose as you look out the window barely able to see what's going on

james was as blind as a bat

on the train you spend your time reading your new books

absorbing all the material

you were not going to just walk into this new school of mAGIC not knowing aNYTHING

by the time you got there you were at leas base level with most subjects

some were easier to catch onto than others

as long as you didn't let the logical side of your brain do too much work

within the first week you'd find out about your parents

curtesy of older gryffindor kids who knew your last name and were just amazed by the story

oH ALSO YOURE IN GRYFFINDOR

AND WHEN MCGONAGALL READS YOUR NAME SHE GASPS TO HERSELF

BECAUSE

Y/N POTTER

she remembers when james had written to her with the news of Lily's pregnancy with you

and how he was nervous you'd come out just like him and he wouldn't be able to handle you as well as she had, he was asking her for advice

and when you walked up to sit on the chair she nearly dropped her scroll of parchment and pulled you into a hug

you looked just like him

dark hair

pale skin

same eyes and eye shape

and same habit of picking at the skin around your thumb nail when nervous

the hat announcing you were a gryffindor was very overwhelming for her

then she realizes you

are e x a c t l y

like james

and merlin is she tiRED OF THIS SHIT

ok so at this point i am going to direct you to the other headcanon (linked above) if you want a more fred x reader approach

continue here if not

so youre on the quidditch team

and youre a natural

let me tell you

you just have the innate ability

much like james

and at first they had you as a seeker

and you were good

but you excelled as a chaser

i also firmly believed that there was a practice broom that james had carved his name into

or maybe just a ‘J.P.’

that was the broom you'd practice on

even use for games before you got your own broom

ok so

let’s talk your relationship with harry

you made sure you were the one to tell him what happened to your parents

as i said it was your first year when you fond out about what happened

the gryffindor student had told you what they knew

and you went to professor mcgonagall pretty distraught

you were near tears as you practically begged her to just tell you what happened, you wanted the truth

because all your life your aunt and uncle had told you that your parents had been killed in a car accident

needless to say

you didn't want harry to find out that way

but you also knew he was noticing the stares

the whispers

so you told him on the first night

he had already been put into gryffindor and was getting ready for bed when you are up to his dorm

bECAUSE IT’S CANON THAT GIRLS CAN GO UP INTO THE BOYS DORMS AND BOYS CANT GO UP INTO THE GIRLS DORMS AND I WILL CITE THE PARAGRAPH IF ANYONE NEEDS

and you kinda push out ron, neville, and dean

but yeah thats how he finds out all the details and such

ok so you and harry are sUPER CLOSE

and you are very

v e r y

protective of harry

you'd do anything for the kid

wHEN YOU FIND OUT ABOUT THE WHOLE SORCERER’S STONE FIASCO

YOU ARE LIVID

because harry is your baby brother and you love him so much and don't like seeing him hurt 🥺

as harry grows older he gets a bit more

embarrassed

about having you protective over him

and im pretty sure i mentioned this in the last headcanon post

but yeah he’d be like 14 and you'd be 17 and he'd just

“stOP this is so emBARRASSING”

what a little dweeb

ok leTS TALK ABOUT SIRIUS

BECAUSE YOU AND SIRIUS WERE CLOSE WHEN YOU WERE YOUNGER

HE WAS UNCLE PADFOOT

YOU LOVED HIM

until your fifth year (harry’ third) when you were told he betrayed your parents and got them killed

youre in the whomping willow when with harry, hermione, and ron

its a lot for both of you

because sirius is seeing his goddaughter who looks just like james, and his the same fire in her eyes as his bestrfriend

his b r o t h e r

and youre seeing the man who was responsible for your parents murder

again

it was A LOT

i have a feeling you, JAMES POTTERS DAUGHTER, would just lunge at him

and youre crying

trying to hit him

hurt him like he hurt you

just anything to bring pain upon this man

and sirius is having flashbacks of when you had ran to him from next to james’ lifeless body

and how different everything had been just days prior to October 31 1981

upon finding out the truth

scammers is now wormtail

peter ‘little bitch ass’ pettigrew

you and harry are immediately forming this connection

this sort of dependency on sirius

within a few minutes

because he is the only living connection you have to your dad

apart from yourselves of course

but eh was the only reminder that james potter was a real man

and lily potter did exist

and there was a time where your family was complete

it never crossed your mind that any more misfortune could strike

not now

not when you finally got back your uncle pads

and then you guys walk into the moonlight, the full moon light

everything flips instantly

you guys are back to square one

i like to think you have a very big part in getting sirius free

so you guys know what happen in between prisoner of azkaban and order of the phoenix

and this headcanon is already getting very long and we haven't even gotten to the wAR YET

so we are doing a little time jump

order of the phoenix

your last year

you are living with sirius in grimmauld place

petunia and vernon kicked you out once you turned 17 after finding out that was the legal age in the wizarding world

you and sirius are close

super close

i mean he is like a father figure to you

he is uncle pads again

oOO AND OK

AFTER FINDING OUT HIS DAD AND HIS BROS 😤

WERE ALL UNREGISTERED ANIMAGI

OBVIOUSLY YOU WANTED TO BE ONE TOO

youre a gazelle

it just makes sense

father figure sirius is not happy when he finds out

uncle pads, however, couldn't be happier

its finally starting to feel like a family again

you and harry have sirius

aLSO REMUS

icon

anyway

everything is falling into place

you and harry are filling the james sized hole in Sirius’ heart (not completely but it’s better)

and he is doing the same for you two

you and harry love your uncle pads

then the battle in the department of mysteries happens

youre there

you see it

you watch as bellatrix hits sirius with a curse

youre not sure which

nothing too serious you hope, and seeing that he’s still standing he should be fine

but then he stumbles

she's stunned him perhaps

and he makes eye contact with you

there was a look so final, so sad

yet so relieved in his eyes as you watched him fall through the veil

remus grabbed harry

tonks held you

if she hadn’t been you knew you would've thrown yourself into the veil after him

its a whirlwind from then on let me tell you

so we know what happens

all that fun stuff

the war hits

harry, hermione, and ron leave

youre left with the weasley’s

it’s hard being away from harry

not knowing if he was ok

if he was even alive

you guys finally reunite at shell cottage

bill calls you the second he sees harry, hermione, ron, and dobby apparate in front of his house

you were quick to pull harry into a bone crushing hug

keen on never letting go

because after all he is still (and always will be) your baby brother

you guys are all at the battle of hogwarts

oK WAIT

YOU REFUSE TO LET HARRY WALK TO HIS DEATH ALONE

ALSO YOUVE FIGURED WHAT HE PLANS ON DOING BUT NEITHER OF YOU HAVE SAID ANYTHING

NOT WANTING TO ACCEPT THAT THIS COULD BE THE LAST TIME YOU GUYS SEE EACH OTHER

AND THE RESURRECTION STONE COMES OUT

BOTH YOU AND HARRY ARE HOLDING ONTO IT

AND SUDDENLY

SIRIUS

REMUS

THERE ALL THERE

EVEN A WOMAN WITH RED HAIR

AND A MAN WHO LOOKS PAINFULLY FAMILIAR

ok so hear me out

i think harry enjoyed looking at pictures of james and lily

but you didnt

you didnt want to see everything that was taken from you

so you weren’t super aware of what your dad actually looked like seeing as you avoided pictures of him and your mom like the plague

but you just knew

and james was standing there

beaming

and he just looked so proud of you and harry

so did lily

she was the first one to say something

“Your father and I are so proud of the both of you”

and you just broke down

james right there with you

he watched as you sobbed, choking on your cries

and he couldn’t do anything about it

he couldn’t hold you or comfort you

he couldn’t be a dad

and it broke him

as much as it could break a dead man

“you’ve grown so beautiful, darling” he'd smile sadly

his voice seemed to bring back all of your memories once lost

“have you always been here, with us?”

“always.”

“typical, your father shows up and everyone forgets about uncle padfoot”

both you and harry laugh at that

but the mood was somber

harry then speaks up

“does it hurt?”

it was the first time either of you had confirmed that you both knew what was going to happen

“dying? not at all, quicker than falling asleep.”

“will you stay with me?”

“until the very end.

james is the one who answers, looking teary eyes at his son

and you know you cant go any further

harry has to do this alone

its quite symbolic actually

the one time you'd let go of the reigns

removed the protective arms you had around your baby brother

he’d die

but you had to do it

so everything goes as planned

harry dies

comes back

we love a resurrecting king

and the war ends

when you got back home from the war

let’s say you are still living at grimmauld place seeing as it was left to you

the first thing you do is go through old photos with harry

any and everything you can get your hands on

you see your mother’s sparkling green eyes

the same eyes your brother had

and your father’s unruly mop of curls

the same wave pattern in your dark hair

everything finally felt right

tags:

@pogueslandia

@vsawyer1989

@lifeofkaze

@siriusement

@erinruby003

@maybesandohnos

@onlyfreds

@fullofsourgrapes

#harry potter x sister!reader #james potter headcanon #harry potter headcanon #potter!reader

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koushisatori · 3 years

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if you can't believe in others, at least believe in us

kyoutani x gn!reader

genre: as ordered: a bit of angst w a touch of comfort

warnings: one (1) big jealous idiot, miscommunication

word count: 5.4k

note: this is smth an anon asked me to do (but like...nearly a year ago, I'm not sure if anon is still there or if they remember and my dumbass deleted the ask so I just beta-ed through whatever I had but I know they called me out on enjoying jealous characters so here we go) I'm sorry, mysterious anon, I'm stupid </3 Anyway, that's that. I don't remember if reader was supposed to be female or not so I made it gn!reader (but if I forgot to change something, pls tell me so I can fix any errors c: It's also my first attempt I apologize in advance)

In the beginning, you weren't sure why your boyfriend is ignoring you

You can't remember doing something that would annoy him, nor do you remember an instant of anger in his eyes that would give you a hint about his reasoning to stay away from you

He explained early on that sometimes he just needs a day of distance because Kentarou could feel the anger simmering right under the surface, enough that something small could tick him off already, and he would hate if you were on the receiving end of this unexplained fury

Both of you also made sure to promise each other to clearly communicate, the relationship between the two of you would not last long if you're not properly telling each other what might be bothering or hurting...just in general cross a boundary

Communication probably was one of the most important aspects of your relationship

cue to the actual situation: your boyfriend avoiding you

So, Monday evening you think maybe it's this overwhelming sensation of unexplained anger and that something at morning practice ticked him off completely

But then Tuesday comes and goes, and your boyfriend had avoided you all day long, did not even bother to read your messages,

on Wednesday, you try to talk to him, but all he does is glaring at you with a look that leaves you speechless and kind of heartbroken,

Thursday is the day you're replaying everything you did on Monday, trying to find something that he could have misunderstood, yet no matter how hard you think about it…your brain won't come up with a reason that explained why Kentarou was so upset with you!

So you decide to make him talk to you on Friday

Enough is enough, right? For gods' sake, he is your boyfriend! You miss him and his strong arms that give hugs so warm that you melt right into them

You don't get a second alone with him until school ends

you practically sprint out of the school building over to the gym, knowing that he had a free hour, which means that he is probably the first person there - your only chance

There he is, sitting with his back to you, aggressively chewing on a bun filled with chicken - his usual that reminded him of his favorite dish - glaring holes into the ground

After taking a deep breath to calm yourself, you carefully aks: ''Kentaro…Ken…?'', slowly stretching out your hand, wanting to rest it on his shoulder to maybe help to soothe him a bit

he flinches instead and his heated, agitated gaze meets your eyes, making you recoil in return

''…will you talk to me, I miss you…'' you say softly, realizing how it hurt being ignored by him

''Ah, suddenly you miss me…'' he spits, narrowing his eyes ''…didn't fucking seem like it the last time I saw you…''

''Kentaro, baby, I have no idea what you mean,'' you plead, keeping your voice low to hide the desperation lacing it, confusion written all over your features

all Kyoutani does is growl, hopping down from where he's sitting while shouldering his gym bag

''...shouldn't have been so flirty with Shittykawa like that then-'' he grumbles - ''Ken, I didn't-'' you insist, but he continues ''twirling your hair, batting your pretty eyelashes at him, fuck you Y/N, if you want him, then feel free to take a fucking leave" Kyoutani cusses, not even listening to you

You shake your head, ''Kentaro, no, you totally misunderstood the situation,'' you follow up, panic seeping into your voice now that you knew what he referred to, ''I love yo-''

''Tsk'', he moves to leave

you try to take his hand but, instead of turning around, Kyoutani just rips it away from you, tucking it into the pocket of his jacket

from behind you, you hear Yahaba and Oikawa approaching (talking about Volleyball and Captains duties)

once they guessed what must have happened, they offered you their help (they both swear that Kyoutani will never ever find a ''cute s/o as you are, y/n-chan, I'm worried for my little angry pomeranian kohai'' )

Usually, you would try to talk to him, but after enduring a week of radio silence and now this treatment, you were tired of upholding something that seemed like a lost cause

you just wave both setters off and leave the school grounds, a frown plastered onto your lips and tears swimming in your eyes

Kentarou had not listened to you, did not even really look at you, and the few seconds he did, his eyes were filled with rage instead of the warmth he had usually reserved for you (and only for you)

If your boyfriend thinks avoiding you for a week and blaming you for something ridiculous without hearing you out is how you handle a relationship…maybe you would have to consider not pursuing it any longer

Which is easier said than done

The whole night you wait for a message, anything, and then all Saturday morning

you still had hope left

You get one from Yahaba, who tells you that Oikawa tried to clear up the situation as well after the reason for your fight dawned on him (Kyoutanis piss poor mood and behavior towards him a strong indicator) but Kentaro, again, just ran off

The future team captain even called you after your lackluster answer, listening to you getting the frustration and sadness out of your system

It didn't matter, right? Your boyfriend decided to unofficially call it quits by implying that your feelings for him were not genuine instead of using his mouth to talk to you and disregarding everyone involved

as if he wanted to ignore the truth as a convenient excuse to get out of your relationship

that's the conclusion your brain came up with

You softly sniffle in the privacy of your room, clutching a pillow to your chest (which has seen more tears in the last two days than in the past three years), deciding that it would be a good idea to go into the city to treat yourself

knowing that your mother has a hair-dresser appointment somewhen today, you go and announce that you would join her to finally buy the latest season of your favorite series

once there, you additionally get microwave popcorn, chocolate, and ice cream, as well as a pretty shirt you saw on a mannequin while window shopping

you feel a lot better after spending some money and ignoring the lingering sadness of your presumable break up with Kyoutani (who you love ok, it is not that easy)

In between your stops, you meet Iwaizumi and Oikawa munching on fatty burgers (celebrating your cheat days like a holiday and indulging in whatever your heart desires, is what makes it easier to stick with healthier habits the rest of the time was the questionable explanation coming from the brown-haired setter, pointing at you with a soggy potato fry)

after a moment, the setters eyes turn sad, a frown replacing the smile on his lips

he wraps his fingers around your wrist to stop you from going just yet, apologizing for being the cause of your fight and for being unable to talk some sense into him

(you assure him that it is not his fault, knowing that your friend will probably brood over it otherwise, which wouldn't be fair)

Iwaizumi adds that Kyoutani will come around and that his cooldown time is just longer than those of other people (and if not, he will give him one of his famous volleyballs to the head and use his status as only truly respected senpai to talk some sense into him) but you again decline their suggestions

after saying goodbye (and seeing Iwaizumi give his best friend an assuring gentle pat on his shoulder, the secret softy in the usual harsh ace shining through)

If Kentaro was willing...able to throw away your relationship this easily, he can't possibly really love you, and you'd accept this even if it's hard and painful

Now remembered of what you had attempted to forget about, you feel your eyes sting with unshed tears (you thought there was no possibility of you having more tears to spill, yet the impossible seemed to be the case) you look down at your phone to text your mom and frown

Kentaro 🥰: we need to talk. Kentaro 🥰: meet me there [location]

For a second, you hesitate, biting your lower lip harshly…you really want to go and talk to him but…

The tears still sting in your eyes and blurring your view reminded you of what you had gone through the whole time, and that it was his turn to finally come to you

break up or makeup, the ball was in his court now

so while walking to where your mother would be waiting for you, you begin to type

You: No.

You: I waited for you all week, even though you ignored me, and now you expect me to run the moment you choose to stop being a childish idiot?

You: if you decide to speak to me then comqjdkn

Kentarou wouldn't say he feels particularly bad. Not at all! If someone was to ask him, he would probably answer fucking peachy, what the fuck are you asking for or growl angrily. No one would bat an eye and further question him, nor guess that maybe he wasn't as great as he pretended because he missed his gorgeous better half, but…it was his fault, wasn't it?

Of course, he originally thought he had a valid reason to be upset. And if he had just spoken to you about it, everything would be solved now. Instead of being a decent boyfriend, though, his pride overtook his thinking processes once he realized that his behavior wasn't even the slightest bit justified. Not that he knew this when he saw you speaking with Shittykawa right before school. All he could see was his gorgeous s/o shyly fiddling with her fingers, conversing with a leaned forward, very involved Oikawa Tooru. He would have fetched you away from the brown-haired setter. He had no qualms about showing his possessiveness. God, Kentarou wouldn't have hesitated to growl at the tall, brown-haired boy if not for the question he heard coming from the Captain.

''Y/N-chan, how is it that you, an adorable, charming individuum, is with a brute like Mad Dog-chan? I really-'' Well, that's where he decided to leave you with the setter. He didn't need to hear your answer. Didn't want to witness an excuse or maybe the truth. If both of you were so fucking smitten with each other to flirt this blatantly, why don't you just go and cheer for him, hold his hand, and kiss his cheek goodbye? It was his choice to distance himself.

Kyoutani couldn't help the feeling of betrayal and hurt washing over him. Maybe you just used him as a stepping stone to get closer with Oikawa, and Kyoutani has been too blind to see it. He never doubted you or your relationship before, but it's not a secret how eruptive Kyoutani could be. It has always been beyond his imagination how someone so cute and sweet like you could love a person like him. Your friends thought so. The teachers. The whole school! Everyone questioned your poor judgment. And when you came running up to him, you're cheery voice calling out for him, everyone present looked at you like you grew a second head. It's the reason why seeing you with Trashykawa ticked him off so bad. It catered to his biggest insecurities and fears. He knew that all those skeptics would be delighted to see you, everyone's darling, with the schools' star setter. They all would agree that the pretty, handsome young man is a better fit than the always hostile-looking troublemaker.

While Kyoutani didn't take Oikawa seriously in most cases, he undoubtedly was one of the most devoted people Kentarou had ever met. If Oikawa wanted to get a new serve right, he wouldn't stop trying and repeating it until his legs gave in, and Iwaizumi dragged him out of the gym. When he wanted to find more advanced players to practice with, so he could, in return, give this new knowledge to his team, there was no way he would not manage to make it happen. Even if his ideas, wishes, and plans cost him blood, sweat, and tears (like getting Kyoutani to actually train), Oikawa never backed down. Kentarou had heard that Oikawa's last girlfriend dumped him because of his passion for Volleyball. Yet Kyoutani couldn't help but think that, in you, the ambitious setter would have found someone that would be able to handle it. You usually came over to watch the team when you knew that Kyoutani was there to play. You sat on the stands with your homework in your lap and a Seijoh-coloured pencil wiggling between your fingers, not bothered by the noises coming from the court. You play with your earlobe while you frown at whatever problem you came across. You patiently wait for practice to finish. Kentarou was sure that you'd be someone Oikawa would actually try for. You weren't one of his squealing fangirls, hanging from his arm on every opportunity, but his friend. You didn't pester him to take selfies with you while pushing cute bentos into his hands. When you bring food to practice, then it's for the whole team to share. If he wanted you, Oikawa would probably have to win you over and make sure that you'd stay. Courting and all that jazz. In all seriousness, Shittykawa would be a fucking idiot if not.

The dyed-blond wing spiker had been so sure that he was rightfully mad that he didn't stop to think twice before he reacted this coldly towards you. But, and this made it even worse, Kentarou knew that he was wrong the moment you asked what happened after an entire week of enduring his silent treatment. The second he heard your shaky voice and saw the tears welling up in your eyes, his brain rebooted, and suddenly he wasn't so sure of his own reasoning. You two were together for about half a year. Kyoutani - by now - was confident in his ability to identify most of your expressions. All he could decipher in your eyes was pain, paired with a need to understand, but…if he was in the wrong…it would mean that he had hurt you the whole week, which in conclusion implied that Kentarou had been the world's shittiest boyfriend. Fuck, he thought, I don't deserve y/n.

His situation didn't get any better the moment Oikawa entered the gym. The person Kyoutani thought he had a real reason to despise now tried to mend the rift between the two of you.

''Mad Dog-chan, I think you misunderstood something there. Well, no, you decided to not listen-'' The taller male says, hands gesturing wildly. While his voice still had that annoyingly cheery tone, it had something commanding hidden underneath. And oh, how Kentarou hated when someone demanded something of him, even if it was for his own good. ''Don't want to hear it.'' the blond mutters, already aggravated. The brown-haired setter resolutely puts himself in the way again. ''Oh, but you have to! That morning, Y/N-chan literally declared her love for yo-'' - ''I don't fucking care.'' Kentarou barks, not looking Oikawa in the eyes.

After another fruitless attempt to get properly into the gym, he growls and turns to leave. Already on his way to grab his stuff and take a leave, he hears Oikawa yelling. ''You answered and justified why I asked Y/N-chan to begin with!" And then louder, even though he could make out Iwaizumi trying to wrestle his childhood friend back into the gym, "APOLOGIZE, YOU IDIOT! YOU BETTER GROVEL FOR Y/N'S FORGIVENESS! THEY DESERVE BETTER THAN THIS SHOW YOU'RE PUTTING ON, AND YOU KNOW IT!"

This happened on Friday evening, and the guilt was gnawing away on him ever since. On his way home, Kyoutani had automatically taken the detour to your house. Kentarou enjoyed bringing you home (and more often than not, you pulled him inside with you, making him cuddle you!). It makes him feel like a good boyfriend, and he knew that you arrived there safely. He would never tell anybody and deny it if you ever decided to share this, but Kentarou relished in the feeling of your hand holding his all the way while going on about your day. He admired that you'd pet every cat and every dog you meet on the trip home together with him. You were perfect for him…why again did he act like this?

What caused Kyoutani's attempt to apologize - in his usual overly blunt and partly aggressive kind of way - was Yahaba, though. Both boys denied being remotely something beyond 'not really enemies'. But his future team captain was definitely one of the very few people that could and would tell him to his face that he fucked up without real repercussions. He would presumably even help Kyoutani to get it together.

After Yahaba had called you and listened to your heartbreaking rant, the setter realized that you, his friend, and his 'not really enemy' needed to talk ut out. Totally immersed in your tirade, you accidentally let slip that you couldn't endure Kyoutani's treatment any longer. That being pushed over by your boyfriend with brash and hurtful words after handling the cold shoulder was too much. That you expected Kyoutani to break up with you on Monday either way. In-person, if he had mercy on you or continue his treatment as a silent method of doing so. While you told Yahaba about your planned ''get over it-self-care'' weekend (involving tons of ice cream, movies with crying guarantee, lots of blankets, and no smartphone), the setter had already put on his jacket, shooting a message to Kyoutani.

From Yahaba: get your stupid fucking ass outside to meet me, or I'll bench you the complete season next year

Even though the wing spiker was sure that Yahaba's words were nothing but empty words, Kentarou allowed himself to accept this threat as an excuse to put his pride aside. Because, even though Yahaba annoyed him to no end - not as bad as Oikawa but still - Kentarou was also aware that you and he were friends. If someone could help him gaining your forgiveness, Kyoutani had to accept and admit that it was Yahaba. Meeting his light brown-haired teammate was kind of awkward. Kyoutani was unsure what he had to expect, though he should have seen the rough treatment coming. Yet, getting told that you, the person Kentarou was undeniably in love with, felt so neglected and hurt that you deemed this relationship to be as good as over allowed the guilt monster in his chest to grow. Shitty Oikawa was probably right ordering him to grovel and beg on his knees for you to even hear him out.

Your answer to his message was partly unlike you. Well, the last sentence. You usually were pretty forward with him to avoid miscommunication and uncalled-for moping around. And while you sometimes send keyboard smashes to express the chaos you felt, they were always in a separate message and not so…random. The text definitely meant something like ''then come to me'' but somehow, Kyoutani had an uneasy feeling about the whole thing.

Besides, he couldn't just wait till Monday and hope that you'd accept his apology! You may send him away today already, but he still had a teeny-tiny bit of hope. If he let the thoughts of him leaving you or the other way around fester in your mind for two whole days, though,…you'd probably realize that leaving him wasn't that bad of a decision. You'd come to the conclusion that all your admirers could treat you better than Kyoutani did. And he was too selfish to let you leave. Even though all he did the whole week was being self-centered and stuck up, he would be damned to begin being a saint now and let you go. That you at least were willing to talk to him was…a relief, to say the least. Kentarou hoped that this translated to you being willing to put up with him a little longer if he apologized correctly. That you're not opposed to giving him another chance to make things right.

At your house, he was greeted with darkness. Not even a single light illuminating any of the rooms he could see from his spot on your front lawn. And the ones he saw were your and your mom's most-used rooms. Your room window, your mothers' workroom, and the living room area with an adjacent kitchen. All of those rather significant rooms and the lack of light in them seemed to be a dead giveaway for Kyoutani that no one was home. Kyoutani guessed that you were probably out with your mom, glancing over to the empty spot in front of the garage.

Oh god, your mother had been the only supportive person of your relationship. Maybe it's in your family to see the best in everyone, even in shitty people like him. But if you told her about his behavior, she'd most likely not welcome him with a smile ever again, no matter if you forgave him.

There weren't many things Kyoutani could do in this situation, but it wasn't as late as nature let it on, and after a few seconds, he had decided to sit down at the front door and wait for you, hoping that it wouldn't take too long for you to come home. As if fate wanted to tell him something, the wing spiker had put on the jacket with the half-full power bank. He had worn it to the shelter when he visited it this week while distracting himself from your absence in his daily life. You had gifted him the piece of clothing, which is probably why he unconsciously had decided to wear it to everything he did after school in the first place.

Kentarou passed the time by snarling at people eyeing him for a moment too long to not be judgmental, petting the neighbors' cat wandering over to him, and watching videos. Every time he thought ''Y/N would like this'', his heart stuttered guilty.

To Kentarou, it felt like an eternity until your mother's car finally drove up the entry. To avoid your mother's potentially deadly stare, he nervously checked his mobile, realizing that he had waited for a little more than 3 hours. Yet, the wait had done nothing to soothe his nerves. They instantly spiked up again while his heart threatened to jump out of his throat.

She will hate me. Your mother would hate me, she'll hate me, she'll ha-

''Ah, Ken-chan! Good evening.'' Your mother greets him with a tired, yet still gentle smile. Oh. The blond blanches. He'd never admit it, but he enjoyed the treatment he received from your mother more than he should. Being spoken to without suspicion and receiving a warm smile every time without fail was a welcome change to his daily life. Your mother didn't listen to people trying to bad-mouth him. To her, he simply was the boy that - normally - treats her child the way a mother wished for. Even if he pulled a face as long as a fiddle.

''I didn't know you were coming, Ken-chan, or I would have messaged you…but now that you're here, maybe you can assist us out and help Y/N inside? It would help a lot.'' His gaze immediately flitted over to you on the passenger seat. With your arms crossed in front of your chest and that stubborn but endearingly cute pout on your lips, he nearly missed the tiredness your body emitted. Kentarou wanted to rush over to your side immediately but was stopped by your mother again. ''I don't know what you two are fighting about…but please talk to each other. I don't want my baby to be this sad. Especially now, and…'' she rests a hand on his shoulder, her eyes kind and comforting ''…I also don't want to miss you here, alright?'' He stiffly nodded and watched your mother carrying in plastic bags filled with various medicine packages and food.

After coming back to his senses, Kyoutani finally stumbled over to your side, practically ripping open the car door. This new perspective revealed a plaster cast wrapping your whole left leg and a removable wrist brace on your right hand. ''Bab- Y/N…what the fuck…happened?'' His honey-brown eyes continued to wander over your injuries, and with every second, he found more. Scratches and scrapes, bandaids and bandages peeking out from underneath your clothes. ''I'm so sorry,'' he whispered, hanging his head low.

All your intentions to fight his helping hand and limp over to the door by yourself disintegrated into nothing. You never witnessed such a devastated, beaten expression on his face before. Instead, you settle for ''Will you help me?''. A question asked quietly to your fingers picking at a loose band-aid edge on your arm and pressing it back onto the irritated skin.

After you loosened your seatbelt, he waits for you to carefully place your arms around his neck. It is followed by Kyoutani lifting you out of the car so gently as if he was afraid you might break. This whole situation in itself already contradicting his brash appearance and usual behavior. It would give whiplash to all the people pretending to know him. But he was always caring in his own way when it came to you. It's why you loved him after all. Because you usually knew that he loved you, too.

For a few moments, the atmosphere between the two of you felt awkwardly tense, both of you unsure how to interact with each other. The mostly blonde wing spiker breathed out a sigh of relief when you fully leaned into his chest once he stood upright, resting your head against his shoulder. A bit of maneuvering through the front door eventually lead to Kyoutani passing through the hallway and taking you to your room, where he was gently lowering you down on the bed.

It was a now or never kind of situation. For the both of you. While Kentarou was trying to find out where to begin his apology, he took a few steps back in case you wanted space until everything was cleared up.

You unconsciously helped him making a decision by impulsively grasping onto his shirt the moment he started to withdraw, stopping him in his retreating movement. Kentarou saw your lower lips wobbling, teary eyes looking up at him pleadingly.

''Please stay,'' you say weakly, which is enough for him to throw the whole thinking process away and simply sit down next to you, intertwining both your hands. ''I'm staying. I'm not leaving. Not now nor this relationship if you still want...an ''us''. The wing spiker took a deep, shuttering breath. '' I'm sorry, Y/N…'' he finally manages to say, honey eyes locked onto your linked your hands. ''I have been fucking stupid all week. 've been a fucking terrible boyfriend, the worst to ever exist.''

As if to encourage him...to show your boyfriend that his apology was not for nothing, you shuffled around until the last bit of distance between the two of you was closed. You hum, acknowledging his words while leaning your head on his shoulder.

''I didn't think you're cheating or something, …'' Kyoutani immediately assures you. There was no way he would allow you to think that he would accuse you of something like this. ''I had no reason to be jealous, but I was insecure. Let it get the best of me. Despite our promise to communicate, I was sulking. 't was easier. I'll do whatever the fuck you want for you to not give up yet…'' he says, taking his time with every sentence.

With a sigh, you squeeze his hand. ''It will probably take a lot of cuddling and attention from you...'' you say thoughtfully ''...but I forgive you…if you promise to not do this again…'' you murmur, tilting your head upward to press a chaste kiss to his jaw. ''Otherwise, I'll accept Iwaizumi-san's offer to get your thinking process restarted.'' For a moment, your voice had its usual joking edge. But you knew talking out everything was necessary. ''But, in all honesty, 'Tarou....please, never do this again. I am honest. I will not endure this a second time. When you tell me that you need a day or two for yourself then that is totally fine. If you feel yourself giving into whatever insecurity, talk to me about it. I am sure there will be an explanation or a solution but don't leave me in the dark. Don't treat me like that. I love you. Only you and no one else. But the time love can withstand straight-up ignorance by your partner is limited.''

Slowly, your boyfriend nodded, squeezing your hand to tell you that he understood. You would probably cling to him for a while but were sure that he would survive the extra closeness. Not even half a second later, his head leans onto yours cautiously.

''…and try being nicer to Oikawa-san, Tarou, he hasn't done anything to you.'' You add humorously before small giggles started to erupt from your lips. ''Also...Baby…'' you start, being interrupted by choked-up hiccups and giggles. By using your nickname for him, you take away another persistent fear of his. What he does not miss, however, is how you wince in pain before you continue, ''…who helped you put this into words? I mean…I loved it, but…,'' You leave unsaid that words usually are not his strong fort.

Biting back a smile, he frowns, huffs, and puffs…, but the way you are looking up at him, eyes shining with relief and adoration, allows him to admit defeat. He sighs ''…it's how Yahaba said I should say it…'' It usually would be an odd enough statement to make you throw yourself all over him with laugher. As a slight replacement, you squeeze his hand a bit, still shaking with suppressed laughter. ''I promise…that I will talk to you. Can't promise the Shittykawa part.'' Another soft chuckle leaves your lips before you look up at him again. ''I hope you try nonetheless. You should not let Iwaizumi-san hear you calling Oikawa-san that, though, I don't think this would turn out well for you…so...maybe stop this at least.'' Kentarou rolls his eyes at you, but in the end, he nods.

You wait for another second to clearly distinguish the two topics before you continue. ''…Thank you…for coming and finally speaking with me instead of break-'' A hand on your lips muffles your words.

''Don't say these words. I'd never break up with you,'' Kentarou grumbles, a light, uncharacteristic light pink settling on his cheeks. You stick your tongue out, which leads to him taking his hand off of your face with a surprised noise, rather dumbfounded that you had licked his hand. It gives you the chance to lean up and finally press your lips against his. ''I'm not leaving you either,'' you murmur, feeling his lips twitch upwards slightly. You decide to leave the teasing for another day.

Moving back into your previous position was enough of a hassle to hiss in pain. It brought back Kyoutani's awareness of the second problem at hand. ''What did happen to you?'' Kyoutani asks in an attempt to tamper down the excited, happy beating of his heart.

''Oh, this...uh, when I answered your text, I got driven over by a dude on a bicycle,'' you casually drop. It was kind of entertaining to watch his expressions change at an unequaled pace while processing your words. In the end, it settled into something akin to passive-aggressive worry. The way he was immediately fretting over you while cursing and cussing out the bicycle dude was his own way of caring. As you watch him retrieving the food your mother bought, while mumbling about how you're a dumbass for not paying attention to your surroundings, how he'd come over every day until you could go to school again to bring and teach you the stuff you would miss and how he would fucking murder the bicycle idiot if he ever finds out who dared to drive you over, you can't help the smile forming on your lips.

Once again, you are proven that loving him - while occasionally troublesome and demanding - was everything but wrong.

#haikyuu imagine #haikyuu x reader #haikyu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #kyoutani x reader #kyoutani x y/n #kyoutani x you #seijoh x reader #aoba josai x reader #mad dog x reader #eeeeh i hope I didn't forget anything #tw jealousy #cw jealousy #????#y/n lowly humming the you kinda smell like a baka sound and he just </3 #deserved though

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cherrycheridarling · 3 years

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happier | t.h.

tom holland x singer!reader

warnings: swearing and sad. fluff if you squint

summary: you wish tom the best with his new relationship in your new song. {listen to happier by olivia rodrigo (if you want)}

wc: 3.6k

'We broke up a month ago,'

"I've been thinking," your heart sunk at his words, "I'm always working." he grabbed both of your hands.

You locked your gaze in his. Sat in the living room of his shared flat. Inches apart yet you could already feel the separation between the two of you growing.

He avoided your eye contact, "I-I can't be in a relationship unless I can give one hundred percent of myself to the other person. A-and I know I haven't been doing that to you, which is c-completely unfair." he wiped away a tear from your cheek that you didn't know had fell, "You've been so, so good to me. I'm sorry I wasn't better, but I can't keep putting you through this." his voice was barely audible.

You finally tore your eyes away from his face. His tear soaked face. Choosing to stare at a spot over his shoulder instead. You took three deep breaths. In and out. Something about his words made you confused, but your pain overpowered it.

"Please say something. Anything." he whispered against your knuckles. Holding your hands to his lips.

You gently removed your hands from his grip, "Thank you for being mature and honest with me." you started with a sniffle, "Thank you for all of our memories and for showing me what love is," you cupped his face, "Thank you for everything, loser." your light laugh lacked any humour, but it still brought a slight smile to his face.

He held your hand that was resting on his jaw, "I love you more than life itself, darling." he kissed your palm and you felt your heart shatter. "Never hesitate to call, dummy."

You nodded with a sad smile. "I love you, too." You stood up and made your way out of the door. A year and a half down the drain within ten minutes.

'Your friends are mine, you know I know you moved on. Found someone new.'

"Do you guys wanna do something on Saturday? I don't have work. Maybe karaoke?" you asked the group without looking up from your phone.

Harrison made a confused noise, "Did you forget? We have Nadia's birthday par—" you heard a loud smack, "—Ow! What? Oh, shit."

You looked up to see Zendaya, Jacob, Harry, Sam and Tuwaine all glaring at Harrison.

"Absolute div." Tuwaine muttered.

You furrowed your eyebrows, "Who's Nadia?" you looked at all of them as they avoided eye contact. "Daya?"

She let out a long sigh before clearing her throat, "Um, Nadia is- Well she's kind of- you know, um—"

"—Tom's new girlfriend." Sam finished for her.

Your mouth formed an 'o' shape as you processed the information. His new girlfriend. It'd been a month and four days since he ended your relationship. And he had a new girlfriend.

It took him a month to move on. A month to be able to give a hundred percent of himself to someone.

You couldn't tell if you were more angry or sad. Maybe a mixture of both. Angry that your friends were hiding information from you, but at the same time you understood their intentions. Sad and upset because the boy who told you he wasn't ready to give a hundred percent of himself was already with someone new.

You slowly nodded, "Oh, okay. Well, I hope you guys have fun." you gave a tight lipped smile before looking back at your phone.

Everyone glanced at each other worriedly before allowing their gazes to fall on you again.

"How do you feel?" Jacob asked cautiously.

You locked your phone and set it on your lap, "I'm fine." you faked a smile, "I think I'm gonna head home, though. It's getting late and I have an early studio session. Bye." you quickly grabbed your purse and left with a small wave.

"Y/N! Wait—" the slamming of the front door cut Tuwaine off.

It was three p.m. and you weren't supposed to be in the studio until noon.

'One more girl who brings out the better in you,'

"Y/N/N. You need to talk about it sooner or later." Zendaya reminded you as she sat at the end of your bed with Harrison beside her.

You removed the covers from your face, revealing your tear stained cheeks, "Does she make him happy?"

There was silence from your two friends before they hesitantly nodded. Both weren't completely sure, but they assumed she did.

"Does she bring out the best version of him? Does she stroke his hair while they cuddle? Does she cook with him? Does she walk Tessa with him?"

Harrison sighed, "Y/N/N, we—"

"—Because that's what I did. I brought out the best side of him. I stroked his hair while we cuddled. I cooked with him. I walked Tessa with him. I did it all. Every single thing." your voice broke towards the end as you let the sobs rack through your body.

Harrison and Zendaya went to either side of you and held you. They just held you. Because even they didn't know what to do.

'And I thought my heart was detached from all the sunlight of our past,'

"Are you sure you're okay with this?" Zendaya asked as you walked towards Tom's front door.

You nodded and smoothed down your sundress, "Yeah. We ended on good terms. It's been two months or so. We're friends. Plus, I miss hanging out with all of us." you assured her.

She sighed before knocking on the door, "Alright."

A few moments later the door swung open revealing Tom. Dressed in black jeans and a white button-up. Sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Curls dangling over his forehead. A sweet smile on his lips.

You felt your stomach lurch. Air leaving your lungs involuntarily. Heart rate quickening. You could smell his cologne and every single memory with him clouded your mind.

"Hey! It's great to see you guys—"

"—Sorry. I-I think I left something in the car. One second." you rushed out the words before turning on your heel.

Zendaya let out a long sigh, "Fuck."

Tom frowned, "Did I do something wrong?"

'But she's so sweet, she's so pretty. Does she mean you forgot about me?'

"Y/N!" an unfamiliar voice called out to you from somewhere in the boys' backyard.

It was Harrison's annual barbecue get together. Nearly three months since your break up with Tom.

You turned towards the source of the noise and found a girl walking towards you. Brunette. Tight black dress with black heels. Body and face of a model.

"I've been dying to meet you! I'm such a huge fan. I basically live off of your music." she giggled as she hugged you.

You smiled, "Aw! Thank you! That means so much to me. You look amazing, by the way."

She laughed, "Thank you! But you're absolutely gorgeous! Sorry, I completely forgot to introduce myself. I'm Nadia, Tom's girlfriend."

Of fucking course.

You raised your eyebrows, but managed to keep a smile on your face, "Oh! I've heard so much about you! Well, Tom's one lucky guy," you chuckled, "I'd love to chat some more, but I need to use the washroom. Excuse me. It was a pleasure meeting you." you gave her a hoaxed smile before quickly walking away.

You were two feet away from the washroom when Zendaya grabbed your arm, "What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost or something."

Your breaths were coming out in short puffs, "I just met Nadia?"

Her eyes widened before she dragged you towards Tuwaine's room, "Okay. Let's sit down."

'Oh, I hope you're happy, but not like how you were with me. I'm selfish, I know. I can't let you go,'

"You should move in here." Tom mumbled against your shirt.

You let out a small laugh, "You already have four roommates, love. One more might turn this into a barn."

He lifted his head off of your chest, "I'm serious. Driving from Manchester to Kingston all the time is such a hassle for you. We have recording studios here and it would make me the happiest man in the world if I could wake up to your gorgeousness everyday." he planted kisses on your forehead, nose and lips.

You chuckled at his boyish grin, "It's only a three hour drive and I'm sure the boys don't want me imposing on your time with them."

He quickly shook his head, "I already talked to them about it and they want you here, too."

You raised your eyebrows, "Well, if you're sure it'll make you the happiest man in the world, I'll think about it."

"You already make me the happiest man in the world, but I needed something to convince you." he rested his head on your chest again as you laughed.

'So find someone great, but don't find no one better. I hope you're happy, but don't be happier.'

"Are we ordering pizza?" Harrison yawned from beside you on the couch.

"Sushi?" you grinned hopefully.

Tuwaine shook his head, "We had sushi last night."

"Tom and I are making dinner for you guys!" Nadia reminded you from the kitchen.

Her arms wrapped around Tom's waist as he stirred whatever was in the pan he had on the stove.

You really hated their open floor layout at that moment since there wasn't a wall to block them from your view.

"Oh, yeah. What're you making?" Sam asked.

"Salmon with rice and steamed veggies." Tom answered without looking up from the pan.

Everyone made noises of realization as you turned to Harry, "Aliens or a tiger. Which do you think you could beat in a fight?" he asked.

You laughed before replying, "Hmm, depends. Are the aliens small or—"

"Tommy!" you heard a girly giggle and turned to see Tom with Nadia over his shoulder as they laughed and ran around the kitchen.

You quickly diverted your gaze to the coffee table. Forgetting about Harry's absurd question. All eyes were on you.

"What?" you asked when you finally looked up at your friends.

"Are you okay?" Harrison frowned from beside you before resting his head on your shoulder.

You let out a dry, quiet laugh, "Of course. As long as he's happy."

The looks of pity you received were almost as painful as the scene you witnessed moments ago.

'And do you tell her she's the most beautiful girl you've ever seen? An eternal love bullshit you know you'll never mean,'

"Premiere day!" Zendaya walked into your shared hotel room with a bright smile, Nadia following behind her.

You faked a smile as you applied another coat of mascara, "You girls look gorgeous."

Zendaya was in a red and black sequin gown. Hair down and heels on. Nadia was dressed in a maroon silk dress with a slit on the side. Black heels dawning her feet. Both had makeup and accessories on matching their attire.

You were in an emerald green gown with a slit running down your left leg. Silver heels and silver jewellery to match.

"So do you!" Nadia exclaimed as she sat on Zendaya's bed.

"Are the boys coming soo—" Zendaya got cut off by three loud knocks on the door.

"I'll get it!" Nadia jumped up and opened the door.

Tom was stood before her in a maroon suit. Matching her dress. Black dress shoes. Matching her heels. Glasses on and a bright smile.

You watched as Tom ran his eyes down Nadia's outfit, "Well, aren't you just the most beautiful girl in the world?" he planted a kiss on her lips as you witnessed with envy.

"Aw, Tommy. I love you."

"I love you more, darling." he grinned before looking behind her.

Heart wrenching pain struck you again.

You watched as his mouth fell open by the slightest bit. Eyes growing wider.

He quickly snapped out of his daze, placing a pearly white smile on, "You two look absolutely stunning."

You acknowledged his compliment with a curt nod.

Zendaya let out a laugh, "Yup. About to out do you at your own premiere."

'Remember when I believed you meant it when you said it first to me?'

"Green or white?" you held up both dresses against your body.

Tom looked up from his phone, "Both of them will look amazing on you, love."

You sighed, "I appreciate the compliment, but I am meeting Sebastian Stan tonight. Now is not the time for indecisiveness. One of them will make me look bad and I need to know which one."

The Infinity War premiere was in two hours and your anxiety was growing by the minute.

"C'mere." he motioned you towards him with a 'come hither' gesture as he sat on the edge of the hotel bed. You made your way towards him. Standing in between his legs as he wrapped his arms around your waist, "You are the most beautiful girl in the world. Absolutely gorgeous. You could make the ugliest dress look like something from a fairytale."

Your smile grew as he kissed your stomach, "Thank you, mi amor." you bent down and placed a peck on his forehead, leaning your head against his, you whispered, "Now, green or white?"

He chuckled and pecked your lips, "White."

You smiled before making your way to put on the white dress, "I love you."

"I love you more, darling."

'And now I'm picking her apart. Like cutting her down will make you miss my wretched heart. But she's beautiful, she looks kind. She probably gives you butterflies.'

"I don't like her." you murmured.

Zendaya chuckled, "Nadia? You barely know the girl."

You nodded, "And I don't like her. I don't like her giggles and her nickname for him. I don't like her hair."

You knew you were looking for things to dislike, but there weren't any. She was a fan of your music, she complimented you all the time. She was genuinely a great person.

She sighed, "No, you don't like the fact that she's dating Tom. If she wasn't, you wouldn't be saying any of this."

You rolled your eyes and glared at her, "Can you let me be angry?"

She laid herself down on your mattress, "Nope. If you wanna be angry, be angry at Tom. Nadia hasn't done anything to you. You're better than this."

"God, I hate your optimistic side sometimes." you threw a pillow at her.

She laughed, "One of us needs to be the optimist."

You sighed, "Do you think he misses me?"

"Yes." she replied without hesitation.

You sat up and furrowed your eyebrows, "What makes you say that?"

She let out a long breath, "You need to talk to him about that."

'I hope you're happy. I wish you all the best, really. Say you love her, baby. Just not like you loved me. And think of me fondly when your hands are on her. I hope you're happy, but don't be happier.'

"And you're dead." you dropped the controller on your lap as you defeated Harrison in Super Smash Bros again.

He huffed like a child, "Unfair. I taught you how to play, how'd you get better than me?"

"Actually, I taught her how to play. And I am ten times better than you." Tuwaine corrected him.

Harrison scoffed, "Whatever. Sweaty nerds, the both of you."

Nadia spoke up from Tom's lap, "Can I try?"

You nodded, "Who do you wanna go against?"

She chuckled, "I think I'll verse Harrison. Seeing as how Y/N just kicked your ass, I wanna at least have a chance."

Her comment made you laugh as you handed her the controller and watched them pick their characters. You watched as Tom set his phone down and focused on the screen where his girlfriend chose Pichu.

"Choose Kirby." Tom told her.

She furrowed her eyebrows, "Why? Pichu is so cute."

"Y/N always plays as Kirby and she always wins. With that stupid power absorbing ability." he chuckled as his eyes landed on you.

You felt your heart skip a beat at the small detail he remembered before you played it off with a light laugh, "Not my fault you thought Luigi could beat Kirby everytime we played."

'Ooo-ooo, ooo-ooo, ooo-ooo,'

You pressed on the keys of the piano in the boys' home. Singing your heart out. You still had your spare key and Harrison told you no one was home.

You were waiting for them to return from golfing so you could have your Sunday night dinners. It's been nearly four months since your breakup with Tom. Your album was due to be released on May twenty-first and you were letting the still evident pain fuel your lyrics.

"I hope you're happy, just not like how you were with me. I'm selfish, I know. I can't let you go. So find someone great, but don't find no one better. I hope you're happy, but don't be happier." you faded out the piano and pressed stop on the recording on your phone.

Writing down small notes about the song and things to tweak, your thoughts were quickly interrupted.

"I'm not."

Your head snapped up. Tom was leaning against the doorframe behind you. Tears escaping his eyes.

"T-Tom. I'm sorry. Haz told me the house was empty and I just started playing and- Wait. What did you say?" realization dawned on you.

He stepped closer and sat beside you on the piano bench, "I'm not happier. Hell, I'm not even happy." he gave a pathetic attempt at a laugh, staring straight at the black and white keys.

Your mind was trying to catch up with everything happening, trying to register his words, the state he was in. Grey sweats, black tee. Messy hair and red eyes.

"Why?"

He released a heavy sigh, "There's so many things you could be asking 'why' about. Why did I break up with you? Why am I with Nadia? Why am I not happy? Why the hell am I crying? Which one is it, Y/L/N?"

You blinked a few times, "All of them."

He sniffled and rubbed his face, "I felt like I was holding you back." he started, catching a glimpse of your confused expression, he continued, "You hadn't released any music in over year. There were so many articles saying that I was the reason that the biggest pop star in the world was quitting music. I didn't want to be the reason for that."

"You weren't and you aren't." you assured him.

He shrugged, "I just felt like you would do a lot better without me. And you are. Look at you, your fifth album is coming out next month." he nudged you with his shoulder, "I'm proud of you," he smiled.

"T-thank you."

He nodded, "Anyways, why am I with Nadia? Um, a few days after we broke up, I went to a friend's place to distract myself, as one does. She was there. She was a distraction. I never meant for it to get this far. You know, she actually asked me to be her boyfriend." he chuckled dryly to himself as you listened intently. "I guess, I thought it'd be easier to move on if I had something else to pour my love into?"

You nodded slowly, "Okay, I somewhat get that. So you really do love her?"

He quickly shook his head, "No, no, I don't. I mean, I can't. No one can truly love two people at once. And I think that answers the question of why I'm not happy." he paused and faced you completely, "I'm crying because hearing that song and hearing how evident your pain in it is, that will make anyone cry. I'm crying because I miss you and I miss us. I-I miss what we had and what we were. I miss your kisses and your stupid jokes that only you laugh at. I miss going on walks with you and Tess. I just miss you."

There was a long period of silence after his confession. You were trying to process all the information he was giving. He was cursing himself for being so straightforward. The longer it went without a response from you, the more anxious he got. He grabbed your hands, holding them to his lips.

"Please say something. Anything."

Déjà vu.

You swallowed, "You want honesty?" he nodded, "Okay, I was so mad at you. I-I was infuriated. Y-you told me you weren't ready to give a hundred percent of yourself and that you couldn't be in a relationship until you could give all of yourself to that person. Then a month later, you're with her. Making me feel like you just couldn't give yourself to me." you paused and shook your head, "You could've told me the truth. You should've told me the truth. We could've talked about it. We could've avoided months of awkward run ins and no communication." he nodded, still holding your hands in his, "I'm not gonna lie and say I don't miss you because I do, I miss you more than anything, but we shouldn't be doing this or saying these things while you're with her." you removed your hands from his.

He spent a moment looking down at his fingers. Releasing short breaths. "I don't want to be with her."

"But you are. And I don't want you to break up with her for me. Because that's not how things work, Tom. But you shouldn't stay with her either. Especially if this is how you're feeling. That's just unfair to her." you shook your head and felt your mind clear.

He nodded and met your gaze, "This is the end of us, huh?"

You shook your head, "I don't think there will ever be an end to us." you laughed dryly.

He agreed with a smile, "For forever and a day, remember?"

You nodded, "For forever and a day."

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tobesolonely · 3 years

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queen anne’s coffee

A/N: hello everyone! I am not D/deaf or Hard of Hearing. However, this was requested more than once I wanted to do my best to provide. In this story, Y/N is a part of the Deaf community. if I have misrepresented the Deaf community in any way or wrote something inaccurate or offensive, then please DO NOT hesitate to let me know (respectfully, of course!) i wanted to fulfill this person’s request and be as inclusive as i could, as i don’t typically see stories with a Deaf!reader. shes short and sweet but i hope you all enjoy anyway! as always, feedback is very much welcomed and appreciated! :)

Summary: Y/N visits Harry’s coffee shop every Tuesday and Thursday and always orders the same thing. Harry HAS to get to know her!!!

word count: ~1.7k

my ko-fi! thank you :)

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Every Tuesday and Thursday at exactly 3:50 PM, Y/N placed an online order that consisted of an iced chai tea latte with oat milk and a butter croissant from Harry’s coffee shop, Queen Anne’s Coffee.

Y/N never forgot to add, “warmed up pls! thank you :)” in the section for comments, and she always tipped. She would then come into Harry’s shop approximately ten minutes later, walk up to the ‘pickup’ counter, grab her items, smile at Harry, and promptly leave. Harry never even so much as said hello to her, but he was irrevocably captivated––even if she was a complete stranger.

Harry decided that when Y/N came in today for her usual, he’d finally talk to her.

Business had been unusually slow for a Thursday afternoon but Harry didn’t mind–when Y/N came in, he’d be able to have a proper chat with her without having to rush the conversation along to help other customers. His gaze kept floating up to the cat-shaped clock hanging above the door, anxiously awaiting 3:50 PM when Y/N’s order would come through on the iPad and he got to read the words, “warmed up pls! thank you :)”

Harry didn’t know why he was so nervous to speak to her. As the owner of his very own coffee shop (and it’s only employee), he got to know the people who came in regularly well, even developing genuine friendships with some. It bothered Harry that this beautiful person gave him business two days a week and the only thing he knew about her was her name, which is only because he can see it when she places her order online.

When the iPad Harry keeps plugged up atop the counter chimes, he doesn’t even have to glance at it to know it was Y/N but he does anyway, feelings of excitement bubbling in the pit of his stomach. He was finally going to talk to her! Harry contemplates scribbling his number on the side of her cup as he’s writing her name but decides against it, not wanting to be too forward before they even formally meet.

When Y/N comes in ten minutes later, Harry can immediately sense something is wrong. She hardly looks up once as she shuffles from the door to the counter, hoodie pulled up and drawn tight over her head.

“Are you okay?”

Y/N doesn’t look up or even acknowledge the fact that Harry spoke. Even though there’s only two other people in the shop besides them, Harry figures she might think he was talking to someone else and addresses her by name.

“Y/N?”

She still doesn’t address Harry as she gives him a small smile before hurriedly exiting the shop, the bell above the door signaling her exit.

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When Tuesday comes, Harry’s out of bed before his alarm jolts him from his dreams.

He thought about Y/N all weekend as he impatiently awaited Tuesday’s arrival, excited over the prospect of finally seeing her again. He hoped she was doing better today than she was last week, and he really hoped she was in the mood to chat with him today.

Harry’s grateful the shop is busy today. It helps to keep his mind off of Y/N, and his eyes off the clock. When the iPad chimes at 3:50 on the dot, Harry decides he’ll wait until she comes in to prepare her order. It didn’t take him over two minutes, anyway. He figures this will give him a bit more time to chat with her, at least say hello and see if she’s doing better.

Much to his pleasure, Y/N has a big smile on her face when she bursts through the door ten minutes later. She floats to the pickup counter, then furrows her eyebrows in confusion as she looks up at Harry.

“Sorry, I’m working on your order right now,” Harry grabs a purple marker off the counter, scribbling Y/N’s name on the cup used for iced drinks. “How’s your day so far?”

Harry watches as Y/N cocks her head to the side in confusion, then pulls her phone out of the back pocket of her jeans. She quickly types something before holding her phone out for Harry to take.

“I can’t hear you! I’m Deaf.”

A look of realization floods Harry’s face as he reads what she said. He now understood why Y/N didn’t answer him when he tried speaking to her last week, and he’s secretly relieved that she wasn’t ignoring him because she hated him or anything like that.

“I know a bit of sign!” Harry types before handing Y/N back her phone. He watches as her eyes skim his words and she looks up, a toothy grin plastered on her face.

“Great! This is much faster.” Her hands move quickly as she signs. “Did my order work or not? Wi-Fi is bad at home today.”

Harry realizes he doesn’t know as much sign language as he thought he did.

“OK. I am rusty.”

Y/N smiles at this and pulls her phone back out, typing what she just signed to him before passing it back to him. A look of realization floods Harry’s face as he learns she was just asking if her order came through alright, seeing as it was not yet ready. Too embarrassed to tell her he intentionally waited until she arrived to prepare her order, he just nods.

“I’ll have it ready in no more than two minutes… and refund you, too. I’m sorry for the wait.” Harry looks up at Y/N as he passes the phone to her, eyes not leaving her face as he tries to gauge her reaction.

“No!” Her head shakes as she signs. “Happy to pay. Thank you.”

Harry understands Y/N but refunds her, anyway.

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“Why do you always come Tuesday and Thursday? Same time?”

“Exams every Tuesday and Thursday.” The look of obvious dissatisfaction on Y/N’s face makes Harry laugh. “Your chai and pastries cheer me up after.”

Harry’s face turns red at Y/N’s admittance, so he instead looks down, pretending he’s distracted by something on the iPad. He decides at that moment that he will no longer charge Y/N for her oat milk latte and croissant. She was a college student after all––if her financial situation was like Harry’s in any way when he was in college earning his business degree, it would probably be beneficial for her to save her money, anyhow.

Ever since Harry and Y/N’s first real interaction, Y/N had been coming into Queen Anne’s nearly every day, school supplies and laptop in tow. She always sat at the table closest to the front counter, directly in Harry’s line of vision so they could sign to each other.

Y/N provided Harry with some much needed (and enjoyed) company when business was slow, and she was helping him brush up on his sign language. Harry learned that Y/N is Deaf; her hearing is completely gone in her left ear and almost completely gone in the right. She’s the only person in her family who is Deaf. She also hated eggs, is lactose intolerant (hence the oat milk), has two older siblings, is a master’s student, and a plethora of other things that Harry had committed to memory.

“Thank you. I’m glad you enjoy.”

“Who is A-N-N-E?”

Harry grins. “My mother. Back in London.”

Y/N’s eyes widen. “London? Amazing! You must have an accent.”

It dawns on Harry that Y/N has never heard his voice before. “Yes. Are you from here?” Y/N nods in response.

“Whole life. Small town, but it’s home.” Her pinched hand moves quickly from her mouth up to her ear.

“Sorry. What?”

“H-O-M-E.”

A look of realization floods Harry’s face as he nods in response, signaling for Y/N to give him a moment as the bell above the entrance jingles. It seems as if the few people who walk through the door act as a catalyst for others to enter, and soon Queen Anne’s is at maximum occupancy and Harry is trying to make several drinks at once while taking orders. He locks eyes with Y/N a few times and she gives him a sympathetic look, not able to do much to help him out.

Harry decides that once business dies back down, he’ll find out if Y/N is interested in a part-time job.

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Y/N was interested in a part-time job.

She was a fast learner and a hard worker. Harry was more than delighted to show her how to make every drink on the menu, and consume her failed attempts. It was nice having someone else behind the counter with him––he wished he’d gone about hiring someone to help him much sooner, but he was glad to now have Y/N by his side.

“So much chai! I thought only I drank this stuff.”

Harry’s gaze lingers on Y/N for a beat too long, causing her to shift slightly. Harry’s hand moves to scratch the back of his neck. “Yes. I like chai. With milk.” His hand forms a ‘C’ then closes to form an ‘S’ twice for the word “milk”.

“Regular?” One of Y/N’s eyebrows raises as she asks her question, setting a hot chai latte atop the “pickup” counter.

“S-O-Y.”

Y/N lets out a quiet snort of laughter as she shakes her head. It was the first time Harry ever made her laugh out loud. After hearing her laugh once, he never wanted to stop––it was music to his ears. “Not surprised!”

Harry’s eyes crinkle at the corners. “Why?” His eyes remain on Y/N as she walks around the small area, cleaning up a small coffee spill she had earlier.

“You just are a S-O-Y boy, H. My S-O-Y boy!”

Harry’s cheeks immediately turn pink as they did the first time Y/N said something that flustered him, but he doesn’t look away.

“You’re my O-A-T girl.”

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Thank you everyone for reading!!! This is only the beginning of Y/N and Harry I think <33

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Josuke & Okuyasu - Magazine

Inspired by that one fanart I can't use because I can't find the artist.

Enjoy~

'Boys will be boys'.

We don't count the times this excuse was used to justify the hormone-driven and often stupid decisions or behaviors of male teenagers.

This applies to our two protagonists, Josuke and Okuyasu who just happened to be at that age where boys were curious about their own selves but most importantly of course, curious about the opposite sex.

They couldn't really be blamed, sexuality was a normal part of a teenager's life after all. Which may or may not imply them oogling questionable things here and there or watching specific videos, for instance.

Josuke and Okuyasu decided to feast their eyes as a part of their numerous 'bro dates' as they called them, and made it a regular thing.

Of course, they made these moments very secret. Only them could know what sinful things they were doing after school. They trusted no one else than each other and nobody should ever know about their activities.

They especially couldn't let a girl know about their shenanigans. Oh no, that would be an absolute disaster if they were to be caught red-handed by a girl from their school. They would have to carry the heavy title of 'disgusting perverts', stamped right on their foreheads for the rest of their highschool years, if not their life.

One day as they got out of school, they decided to check out the X-rated section of a local konbini, section placed strategically in the far corner of the shop, and opened some nice porn magazine for their needy eyes. As one does.

"Yoooo Josuke check this out!" Okuyasu exclaimed to his friend while pointing to one of the pages, already blushing madly and coughing up an impressed chuckle.

"Oh my god!!" Josuke whisper-yelled to his friend, trying to not catch people's attention. "That's hot! You think those boobs are real?"

They kept on drooling over pictures of sexy women in bikinis or underwear and posing suggestively for 10 more solid minutes, completely forgetting about their surroundings.

They weren't really worried about getting caught as the section they were in was pretty far away from the entrance of the store and nobody really passed by this corner of the shop anyways.

As they were in their own little fantasy world, they didn't notice a certain H/C haired female coming up behind them.

"Hey isn't that the red head girl from last time?" Josuke commented as he pointed at a certain picture.

"The one who was licking a cherry? Yeah I think so." Replied his tan best friend who started chuckling.

"Who even licks cherries like that?"

"I don't know but she can lick my cherry if you know what I'm sayin'~"

They both snorted obnoxiously and stupidly to themselves until they suddenly heard a very familiar someone right behind them.

"Hey guys! What's up!"

The boys jumped, screaming high pitched 'Eeeks' and 'Uwahs' at the sound of your sweet voice startling them into the worst heart attack they'd ever experience, threatening to cut their short lives even shorter.

Josuke nearly dropped the lewd magazine from his clammy hands and they both turned around abruptly, sweating bullets as they desperately and clumsily hid the piece of dirty evidence behind their backs.

'Oh no. God, everything but not this...' They both thought in unison, as if connected.

The last thing they could have ever expected or wanted, was seeing YOU, of all people, here out of all places and now, out of all times. They really had the worst luck. Suddenly, getting struck by thunder seemed appealing.

"O-o-oh hey Y/N-chan..." Okuyasu stuttered shakily, still sweating profusely.

"What uh... Ahem... What are you doing... here...?" Josuke continued clearing his tight throat and eyeing his best friend with rising anxiety.

The boys were silently communicating, trying to come up with anything, any excuse to either hide their shameful crime from you, or make you leave as soon as possible. They had to work their so-called 'bro-telepathy' like they never did before.

"I was passing by to get some strawberry milk, but then I recognized your hair in the distance! I'm so glad to see you!" You smiled angelically at them while showing them your little pink carton of strawberry milk like it was some prize.

You were beaming so brightly at them, they almost had to squint at your radiating light and beauty. Oh no this was bad, they were both striked by you like an arrow right through their heart.

'She.... SHE'S TOO CUTE FOR THIS WORLD!' They both screamed in their heads.

You, in particular, should never know about what they were doing. EVER. You were way too pure and too innocent for this. Who knows what your reaction would be if you discovered their lewd secrets? Would you judge them? Be disgusted by them? Never talk to them ever again? They couldn't possibly risk that.

Sadly, they were not as glad to see you here as you were to see them. You eventually asked them the oh-so-dreaded question that they wished you'd never ask.

"So, what were you boys doing? Reading manga?" You leaned over to the side slightly trying to see what they were hiding behind their backs and they both panicked.

Obviously you didn't notice the big 'R18' sign over all three of your heads and surely, you couldn't know what this part of the store was since you probably never checked it in your entire life.

In an amazingly coordinated moment, Josuke swiftly handed the magazine to Okuyasu while walking towards you, passing in front of the Jobro, the action completely hidden from your sight.

Josuke came in front of you and grabbed your shoulders, smiling big and trying to act as natural as he could.

"Aah um yes! Manga! Actually there's this one manga I wanted to show you, good thing you're here!" The pompadour-haired haafu was still obviously in utter panick, even if he tried his best to play it cool.

As Josuke was trying to deflect your attention from their guilty pleasure, Okuyasu took this advantage to turn around and scurriedly hide the magazine back in it's original shelf.

You were confused at their shady behavior and furrowed your eyebrows a little bit. You noticed Josuke was sweating and panting slightly, but your eyes traveled to Okuyasu fumbling with the magazines behind and you tried to make out what he was doing.

But Josuke wouldn't let you discover their evil plan for anything in the world, and so, he cupped both your cheeks in his large hands earning a gasp from you as he almost squished them, and turned your head back to face him.

He leaned down to your height and your eyes widened, puzzled by his spontaneous actions.

"Y/N Look at me! Look at my eyes!" He stared at you with a serious expression and you blushed at his sudden bold act and how close he was.

"J-jojo...?" You yelped as your heart was beating fast in your chest.

You were so confused as to what the hell was going on and why they were acting so weird. You knew the two could be up to some truly bizarre adventures sometimes, but that was just so strange.

Whatever they were trying to distract you from, it was working. His face was so close to yours, and his big hands were so warm, you subconsciously put your small ones over his wrists in response, face now red with blood and adrenaline.

You were beyond puzzled at everything that was happening, but you were so lost in Josuke's ocean blue eyes, you completely forgot about what Okuyasu was hiding so clumsily.

Speak of the devil, the tan male suddenly came up to you both, and Josuke released you from his grasp as his best friend made a surprisingly genius offer.

"Ohh Y/N, you didn't pay for that milk yet, right? Good, it's my treat then! Josuke, let's get some too! I'm thirsty."

The scar-faced boy casually wrapped a large arm around your shoulders and swiflty turned you around in his strong hold, effectively dragging you away from the adult section of the store, and barely letting you any time to even glance at the overly sexual display around you.

"Eh? What about that manga you wanted to show me?" You looked back at Josuke, regaining your composure slowly.

"Oh that? Never mind, it's not important anyway- Hey Okuyasu, do you want banana flavor or chocolate?" The fourth Jojo quickly changed the subject as he opened the fridge doors and picked up some drinks.

"You guys are acting so weird today..." You loved the boys, and they usually brought you into their messes, that wasn't anything new, but sometimes you really couldn't understand them. "I'll go wait in line while you guys make up your minds."

You gently patted Okuyasu's chest who almost forgot to let you go and you walked away towards the cash register.

When you were finally out of earshot, they both stared at each other, thinking of how they just dodged a bullet so big, it might as well just have been an atomic bomb.

"D-dude... That was so clutch man...." Josuke sighed, still swallowing his stress out and his best friend only shut his eyes and cringed before grabbing his drink.

"Just shut up, let's not talk about it..."

"Aaahh!!" Okuyasu let out a loud sigh of delight as he sipped his banana milk. "Man, that hit the spot."

"Yeah! Nothing better than some fresh milk in the summer. Great idea Y/N."

You three walked out of the store and headed back home, enjoying your drinks. You giggled at their over-the-top reaction and handed them your own carton.

"You guys want to try strawberry flavor?"

"Oohh~" Okuyasu gushed before smirking and taking the item from your hands. "An indirect kiss from my little Y/N! Lucky~"

Josuke gasped and snatched the drink as well, snickering when he was done. "Can't say no when she's the one who proposed huehue!"

"Well you both drank from the same straw, so technically you two kissed too!" You laughed at their priceless shocked facial expressions.

"WHAT?!"

"Naah dude, no homo, no homo." Josuke patted his friend's back, reassuring him with the holy expression famous for saving countless men from potential homosexuality.

Okuyasu sighed in relief. "Yeah, no homo! Still in the bro zone, bro."

You snorted at their questionable reasoning and kept on walking when you suddenly saw two familiar faces coming towards you.

"Oh! It's Koichi and Yukako!" You waved and smiled at the couple who approached you.

"Oh hey guys, what are you doing?" The short male greeted with a smile.

"Oh nothing much, I bumped into them in the konbini." You sheepishly answered and Yukako quirked an eyebrow at the two suspicious looking males next to you.

"Really?" She feigned, still staring at them. "What were they doing without you I wonder..."

"I don't know, reading manga I think? I'm not sure, they wouldn't tell me." You tried to look between her and them and they seemed to glare at the girl as hard as she did them.

"Huh?" She scoffed and shifted her weight on one leg." I bet you guys were reading porn again. Y/N I can't believe your patience around those guys."

"HUUUHHH???" Koichi yelled in pure surprise at the revelation and you three widened your eyes.

"YOU FREAKIN- OH MY GOD SHUT UP!" Okuyasu gasped and screamed at the girl who was smirking in victory.

"W-what?" You stuttered and looked at the two visibly stressed boys. "Po-... I don't- ... What??"

"Y/N DON'T LISTEN TO HER SHE'S LYING!" Josuke guiltily tried to reason as you covered your mouth in shock.

"Well it's the truth, right? Did I hit a sensitive subject, perhaps?" The brunette chuckled cutely, infuriating your friends even more.

"YOU'RE DEAD!!!"

Josuke sprinted towards Yukako who easily hoisted her awe-struck boyfriend over her shoulder and ran for dear life, having no regrets whatsoever.

An old one. A very old fic, it hurts to read it. I'm going to go ahead and post some old stuff I wrote just to get them out of my drafts. I hope they'll be enough for my beautiful gangsters.

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