#I did this at 1am before passing out lmao

[hibiscuslovecandles]

Twisted Wonderland Arby's au

[lowgothree]

𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐓 ❞ 𓄼˚ ▍ P.B.

❛ 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆             ━━  based off this post by @iminlovewithkatemartin ! ❜

❛ 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁                ━━  literally just sex...feeling like a whore rn, lmao. top!paige. punishment ig?? bratty reader. ❜

❛ 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁         ━━  1.4k! ❜

❛ 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲      ━━  prompt was TOO GOOD so hopefully i did it some soft of justice! ❜

paige was never the first to leave a party. she was often the center of attention –– a magnet that attracted the focus of all those around her. naturally, you loved that about her…her essence and simply seeing her thriving in her element. but there were times where you wanted her all to yourself. times like now, where she chatted her ass off and all you could focus on was the sound of her voice. or when 1am comes and goes and all you think about is how good she smelled as she pulls your body closer to hers. paige is an anomaly. somehow always managing to give you all her attention yet making it feel like not enough. paige made you greedy and she knew it. it’s evident in the way she rubs your thigh a little too high as she’s sitting next to you but still never looks in your direction. it was like a mutual secret, one between only you and her, she knew how badly you wanted her right now but she was gonna make you wait for it.

by 2am you’ve grown antsy, barely replying to paige when she speaks to you. she knows you’re ready to go, she knows you’re almost too horny to function. she almost feels bad at you when she sees that slight frown plastered on your lips or when she notices the way your hips shift awkwardly every once in a while.

she says something to you, a cute little smile on her lips that you honestly hate right now. you want to leave. you don’t even hear what she said, not as if you planned on responding anyways. then you roll your eyes. paige blinks a few times, a little confused. 

“baby?” her voice is gentle, genuinely concerned but she’s been feeling on your thigh for over an hour and she knows how bad you want her. you understand that giving her even a slight attitude won’t work out in your favor…but you don't care. you’re upset and you want her to know it.

“what?” the sass is evident. unable to be underplayed or considered inscrutable. it takes paige aback and the few people within earshot all look at each other because they catch it too. you wanted her to know you were pissed? well, now she knows.

paige clenches her jaw, leaning in close to whisper in your ear. “is it time to go, baby?”

you shiver, the hairs on your neck staring when she lowers her voice like that. the words, if heard by an untrained ear, might be considered sweet. they could be mistaken as  paige understanding you (which she does) and being sweet about it (which is most definitely not how she planned on handling you). but you knew better. you knew the words were a warning. they translate roughly to ‘you wanna fix your fucking tone before we have a probelm?’ it’s her way of giving you a second chance. 

“it’s been time to go.” she extended an olive branch but you don’t take it. you’ll pay for that later.

paige simply grabs your hand and quickly says goodbye to a few people as she leads you to her car. she opens your door for you despite being annoyed with you before she shuts it and walks around the other side. you can’t take your eyes off of her as she starts the car. neither of you speak. you sealed your own fate and you know it.

the drive is tense and silent. it seems like every passing second heart beats just a little bit faster. you could only imagine the price you’d have to pay for your little stunt.

which is exactly how you ended up here, on paige’s lap as her hands roamed over your hips. “i’m sorry…” you groan but you both know you don’t mean it.

“yeah? for what?” paige hums casually. as though anything about this situation is casual. she’s shirtless and you’re naked on her lap begging for her to fuck you. the view seems familiar, she’s had you like this one way or another a million times over but she never tires of it. she wants nothing more than to lay you down and shove her face in between your thighs but she refrains. she ignores your wandering hands, ignores the whine in your voice, ignores the need in your eyes…she needs to teach you a lesson.

“i didn't even do anything!” you grumble.

“you rolled your eyes at me and gave me unnecessary attitude.” she gives you a look that says ‘be serious’. you go to respond but then you feel her thigh tense, it makes you moan which she chuckles about.

“i’m not even touching you yet…”

“shut up.” you grumble, unable to stop yourself from grinding into her clothed thigh. she can feel the warmth even through her pants as you rub against her. it takes absolutely everything in here not to say fuck teaching you a lesson to just do everything that she knew would make you moan her name. “please…i need you.”

“it’s not good enough, hm?” she mocks you. “shouldn’t have had all that fucking attitude then. next time just tell me you wanna leave.”

you desperately try and find some way to vindicate yourself but your mind is blank, you decide it’s probably best to just focus on the task at hand. you grind against her, feeling yourself get wetter the more she touches you in every place except where you need her. it feels good. the friction against your clit making you whine…it isn’t enough and she knows it. “please, baby…”

“please what?”

“please make me come…i can’t do it like this.” she adores the pout on face, it renders her unable to stop herself from locking her lips with her own.

she bites her lip, basking in the weight of it all. the weight of your body on top of hers isn't heavy, but the knowledge that she is completely in control of you is. her hands effortlessly move around your body, reminding you of just how well she knows your body –– how easily she could make you feel good. she’d spent over a year tracing every single part of your body with her hands and mouth, she’s memorized you completely. she knows exactly how to tease you. 

she kisses you with everything in her, swallowing every sound you make as you grind deeper into her thigh. you can smell her shampoo and you tangle your fingers in her hair. she trails her hand down from your hip to between your legs. she feels just how sucked you are from grinding on her thigh.

she laughs in your face, pulling her lips away from yours and licking away the spit that coats her lips. “you’re so wet…” she slides a finger through your fold and back up to caress your clit. she’s mocking your need, acting as if she wasn’t just as wet as you are. she knows you want it. but she wants you to need it.

“cause you’ve been teasing me all night…” you whisper, practically panting. your hands are braced on her shoulders and lift yourself off her thigh so she can touch you easier. she pushes her long finger in and out of you so slow that it’s cruel. but you cling onto her. after all that teasing, it’s enough to have you reeling.

you shut your eyes, grinding into her hand and then she stills her fingers, making you whine again. “no, please…keep going.”

she brings her face down to such a hickey just above your collarbone, you can’t help but buck into her hand in frustration.

“keep doing that.” she mumbles into your skin, letting her teeth graze against you and nearly making you topple over.

“what?” you’re looking at her expectantly, she can look in your eyes and tell you’re waiting for her to do it for you but she’s having none of it. you’re probably making a mess of her fingers, your soaked pussy dripping at how badly you crave her. what has she done to you?  

“nuh uh, you wanna come then go ahead” she laughs in your face, sitting back and politely pressing her thumb into your clit just to watch your hips jolt at the pressure. you feel your shoulders slump when she smiles up at you the way she does when she knows she has you exactly where she wants you. 

you whimper again, unable to process her words properly when all you hear is she’s not gonna make you cum. “paige…” you’re so pent up you’d do pretty much anything she asked you to do right now. you can’t even speak, only focused on the next words that leave her mouth. 

“…lemme see you ride that shit, baby…”

[royalelusts]

The brothers where (they aren't dating yet) but they are at a fair and they win a bear or a prize and mc gives them a kiss kn the cheek for how many they win and mc says if they win 10 or more they will give them a kiss on the lips and spend a whole week with them (maybe show like if some did get the kiss and how they would react?) I thought this was cute lol

I wrote this at like 1am so there might be a few spelling and grammar mistakes :)

⇢ Lucifer

who do you think you are?

he’s the avatar of pride

there’s no way he’s about to indulge in a silly bet like that

however he wants those kisses

he gets to show off to not only you but any other demon that’s there to witness

and you get all the prizes you want

so it’s a win-win for him

when the time comes for him to receive his kiss he acts composed yet smug

however the emotions you feel through the pact tells you a different story

under all the pride he’s nervous

you decide to spare him of the embarrassment and finally give him his reward

“Perhaps we should do this more often.”

⇢ Mammon

his soul left his body upon first hearing the idea

I feel like he’s better at some games than others

For instance the one where you have to throw the dart at the balloon to pop it

Mammon could get a bullseye with his eyes closed so he nails it every single time

Others like the one where you have to climb the ladder…not so much

This might as well be considered gambling due to how much money he’s invested in the games

Way to go MC you made it worst

Tbh he forgot all about the kiss since he was having the time of his life

So when you called his name to get his attention and kissed him?

Mfer died for a solid 30 seconds

“O-Of course ya want a kiss from The Great Mammon!”

⇢ Leviathan

dead

deceased

his face is so red omg

none of his dating sims could prepare him for any of this

Once he calms down he gets all 10 with ease

He’s definitely analyzed all the games and knows exactly how to win them

He gets so absorbed in the games that he forgets that this was initially for you🧍🏽‍♀️

Anyway when you kiss him after he wins another game he passes out

Not only do you need to take care of him but you also have to carry around all the prizes while doing it :/

“H-Huh?! You want to k-kiss me?!”

⇢ Satan

Chuckled at the idea but agrees nonetheless

Like Leviathan he knows all the knick and knacks for the games

Absolutely loved the proud smile you had on your face before kissing his cheek

One of the vendors tried to dupe him

Which just ended up with Satan whispering something in their ear

You could practically see their life flash before their eyes

When it was time for the kiss he accepts it with open arms

Most definitely not so subtly rubs it into his brothers (lucifer’s) face

“Where to next?”

⇢ Asmodeus

“Oh MC~ if you wanted to kiss me all you had to do was ask!”

Lowkey kind of pouty he has to work for it

Does not understand the games at all

Literally fails so badly lmao

Never fear though!

He decides to charm the vendors instead :D

Be prepared MC those kisses will be his

Once all 10 prizes are collected he’s practically squealing

The cheek kisses were great but now it’s time for the real deal!

Pulls out a mirror to make sure everything is fine before going for it

Much to his surprise you pulled away

Cheated? He didn’t cheat!

“But MC!”

⇢ Beelzebub

He nodded, a small blush forming on his cheeks

Overall I think he would be good at a few games

The basketball makes it into the hoop every single time

You know the game where you pick up a duck and whatever number it has that’s the size prize you get

And for some reason he always got the biggest prizes

Doesn’t mind carrying everything for you

He has to bend down a little for you to kiss his cheek but that’s fine <3

“Which one do you want MC?”

⇢ Belphegor

Let’s out a sigh

He didn’t even want to leave the house and now you’re making him work?

But like he wants those kisses :/

He’s really good at the game where you throw the rings on the bottles

Calls the vendor out on their bullshit too

Let’s out a sigh every time you kiss his cheek

Off topic but he holds your hand the whole time but back to the hc👩🏽‍🦯

At the end he did not get all 10

He’s upset but also shrugs it off

Seeing the effort he put forward for you, you decided to kiss him anyway :)

“This was just an excuse to kiss me wasn't it?”

🏷: @potoostuff @silenteyes @sscarchiyo

[simluvbot]

jake as your boyfriend

a/n: I wrote this while very sleepy so I apologise if there are some grammatical mistakes </3 also this is 95% gender neutral apart from one point (:

open to read <3

honestly the boyfriend that anyone wishes they had

very very caring and sweet with you ):

CONSTANTLY boasts about you to the members, but in reality is pretty shy in front of you when it comes to truly describing how he feels about you, to you

jake is your number one simp and yes very openly admits it

you know how he often posts mirror selcas on twitter? YEAHH well he also takes them with you

saves it as his lockscreen photo (:

and will he stare at said photo at 1am when he cant sleep?? thinking about you?? yes

has a shared spotify playlist with you where you both can add songs to it

likes to just sit and vibe to music with you

you have SO many inside jokes with him, literally

you’ll both be around the members when someone says something and you two will just look at each other and giggle about a reference no one else but you and him understand

jake is the type of boyfriend to randomly show up at your house in the middle of the night after practice just because he misses you

jake is very cuddly!!! 

he also wears hoodies vv often so it makes cuddling with him extra comfy and soft ): not to mention how nice he smells 😳

likes laying with his head either on top of your chest or in the crook of your neck, your hands running through his hair softly ):

he is the biggest koala youve ever seen i stg

will NOT let u go as soon as he holds on,, seriously

once that man has attached to you, you know that its gonna be a while before you’ll finally be allowed to get up lmao

will beg you to come cuddle with him saying it’ll only be for 5 minutes when by the time you realise its surely been longer than 5 minutes its actually been nearly 30 minutes

will even cuddle you in front of the members. will spot you across the room and open his arms wide, beckoning you over to him on the sofa

at first it was very shy skinship in front of the others since jake only really likes sharing such precious moments with you when youre both alone, but soon enhypen adjust to it and instead it becomes a regular occurence to see u and jake sitting next to each other half draped across one another lmao

it’s embarrassing for you but its jake sim. how could you even reject your boy?

if youre in school, our smart boy will like to take interest in whatever youre studying!

sits and watches lectures with you and reads your notes lol

asks you questions to do with what youre learning and helps you revise

honestly just likes learning new things since he misses it, so he likes to pay attention with you to help you study and also for him to learn new things too! 

expect cheesy good morning texts and pickup lines whenever he is not busy lmao

also expect him to not-so-discreetly leave his hoodies at your house ever since he first saw you wear his grey one

always sends snaps(?) to you of selfies and generally updates just for you on his day. 

yes he will make them cheesy by for example saying “we are eating bibimbap for lunch today. but i wish you were here too~” or “today is so long, i hope to see your face as an energiser 😍”

he uses the ‘😍’ emoji all of the time in his tweets so expect him to use it all of the time with you too lmao

😍😍😍😍😍

yep. the emoji pretty much sums up how he feels about you tbh

doesnt mind buying you something if you ask him for it

but you never do

but will your rich boyfriend still unnecessarily splurge money on you? yes

kisses!! with jake :D

at first he will ALWAYS ask for your permission to kiss you

even after youve dated for a while he will still 95% of the time ask for your consent

mainly is because he is very very shy when kissing you

but also because he never wants to make you feel uncomfortable!! at all. NEVER. not on his watch!

very very soft, breathy and giggly kissing 🥺

likes it when you kiss his nose 🥺🥺

many giggles,, many many giggles during soft kissing hours with jakey

also likes it when you hold his neck/jaw

and as for not so soft kisses 😳

loves loves loves it when you run your hand through his hair and tug on it

soft groans from him

will deepen the kiss by holding onto your jaw to angle better

he likes french. no more comments

whenever you kiss jake its literally heaven. butterflies in your stomach,,  always !!

idk but there is just something. about the way that he leans forward and gently drops you to the bed before he’s soon on top of you and quite literally caging you between him and the bed

whenever this happens you swear you nearly pass out every time by just how simply intoxicating jake sim is. his cologne, his kisses, his hands, his words, his heat

and quite quickly is goodbye to shy, flustered jake

...anyways

NEVER lets anyone hurt you

if anyone ever disrespects you he can become pretty scary.. will get in their face and directly confronts them. but that rarely ever happens so dw!

(if youre a girl) jake is the type of boyfriend that makes no issue from you accidentally staining the bed from your period

will pause and ask you instead if youre okay, if youre in pain, if you need to go get you anything or buy you pads

will then help you change the sheets and while he waits for you to finish showering, he’ll in the meantime make the bed extra comfy and will choose a film for the cuddle session you two have after you come out 🥺

literally will do anything you ask him to

is WHIPPED for you. literally a puppy when it comes to you

Talking about puppys,, constantly shows you photos of layla

you very soon become layla’s mother in his eyes despite you not even having met her yet lmao

‘one day,’ he says. one day 😔

he really wants to take you to australia one day and show you his hometown

he even has a section in his notes app where he’s written down all of the different places he would take you to if you both did go ):

Overall such a kind and considerate boyfriend

The type of boyfriend that just makes you feel so so safe and warm. He is your home and he never fails in making you feel comforted

And same thing for him! He simply loves being around you, staring at you and complimenting you

You are his favourite person <3 and he always puts you as one of his main priorities. Always.

[tea-twords]

✨lee!Rantaro✨ that’s it that’s the post, interpret this as an ask plz, with a side of ler!Shuichi, literally anything is fine, I’m just needy for lee!Rantaro-

HEY

HEY

I DID THIS NOW

AND THANK YOU FOR ASKING FOR LEE RANTARO ITS AN HONOR

This is a good chance to use that one headcanon of Rantaro sleeping late, because I feel like with all the waking up early and staying awake for long periods of time, he would be generally be pretty tired in the mornings when he's not on one

Pairing: Amasai (Shuichi x Rantaro)

Lee: Rantaro

Ler: Shuichi

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It was 8am. Shuichi Saihara was beginning to wake up, while Rantaro Amami was still fast asleep. He just had returned from an expedition the night before and arrived home at 1am.

Shuichi had stayed up until his boyfriend came home finally, and it wasn't long after until they had both fallen asleep.

When Rantaro's on his adventures, it's only natural that he wake up very early and go to sleep very late, and when on his adventures he does so with ease. When he's home however, it's quite the opposite. Usually to make up for lost sleep, otherwise just for the hell of it, he sleeps late. Very late.

Shuichi on the other hand, naturally wakes up early, usually around 7am. He dosen't have many problems in the mornings, it's usually falling asleep that's a problem. And with the tiredness due to waiting for Rantaro, 8am was almost considered late for him.

Shuichi yawned and checked the time. He stretched his arms a little and got out of bed. Then he looked down at Rantaro, still out cold.

I'll let him be for now...he's probably pretty sleep deprived

Shuichi went to the bathroom and did normal bathroom stuff like brushing your teeth, (omg it's 11:11 as I'm writing lmao) because it's late and I can't think of anything other than that.

He got dressed and made a small breakfast for himself, like he normally would do.

Two hours pass. It's about 10 now. Rantaro's still deep in sleep, and Shuichi considers waking him up. He decides against it, because even he understands that feeling.

It got concerning when noon hit.

Shuichi decided to wake him up at this point, he's been out for a while now.

"Rantaro?" He peeked in the room.

Rantaro looked like he was beginning to wake up, yet still asleep. At least he wasn't in a deep sleep any longer.

"Taro...Do you want to get up now?" Shuichi asked gently.

"Mm...no, no not yet..." Said the sleepy Rantaro, not having the energy to open his eyes.

"It's-...It's almost noon, are you sure you don't want to get up? We did plan on seeing everyone else later today, they've been missing you, too."

"Whose gonna be there again?"

"Well, Kaede and Kaito really missed you, Angie, Himiko, Gonta, even Ryoma and Tenko. Oh and, especially Kokichi."

"Agh...of course. Could I have ten more minutes?"

"Of course, but only 10 minutes. It's getting pretty late."

"Deal."

It was more than 10 minutes as expected. 15 in fact. At this point, Shuichi had to get him up and out of the goddamn bed, even if he had to force him.

"Rantaro, it's time."

"Please? Five more minutes?"

Rantaro wasn't usually childish like this, but he's tired (although it is a bit amusing). His brain isn't doing the regular Rantaro brain stuff.

"I can't negotiate anymore, Taro. Last time you said 10 minutes, it's been 15 now."

"Damn..." He yawned.

"There's now way around it anymore, you're getting up now."

"Or what?" Rantaro said teasingly, all though only half aware of anything going on around him.

Big mistake.

"Cant say I didn't warn you..."

Now Rantaro expected him to pull off the covers, or shake him, or even pinch his nose or something like that. The sudden feeling of 10 fingers on his sides caught him completely off guard.

"WAH-Hahaha! Nohohohoho!"

"I told you, Taro."

Rantaro grabbed at his wrists, twisting and turning in the process. While this would be the point when Rantaro would completely turn the tables, he's Tired Taro right now and doesn't have the strong muscles.

"Shuichihihihi! Stahahahp!" Rantaro whined through his giggling as Shuichi moved his fingers up to Rantaro's ribs.

"I told you, only if you get up." Shuichi said, almost teasingly.

"Buhuhut I'm tihihirehed!"

"I know Taro, but we have plans. You won't be tired once you get up." Literally only Shuichi Saihara could be so sweet while wrecking the shit out of someone.

Rantaro squeaked once Shuichi got close to his underarms. He stopped for a moment.

"Sh-Shuichi..."

"Are you gonna get up?" He said almost threateningly. Who knew the usually introverted detective could be so assertive?

"..."

"I'm warning you."

"..."

This is...kind of childish... Rantaro thought. Maybe he should just give in at this point?

One second too late.

"WAH-NOHOHOHOHO!" He squealed. It wasn't a surprise to Shu that his underarms were one of his most sensitive spots. This was something he knew very well and knew for a while now.

"Gonna get up now?"

"YEHEHEHES! YEHEHES, JUST STOHOHOP!"

And he stopped.

"Aghh..." Rantaro rolled over, clutching his sides and his face slightly pink. Yet, he definitely was feeling more awake now.

"Come on, out of the bed. Or I'll tickle you again."

"Okay, okay! I'm up now, see? I'm awake!" He panicked, scrambling out of the bed.

Shuichi chuckled.

"Hehe...about time..." And then he reverted back to the Shy Shu we all know and love.

"That was a little mean, don't you think?" Rantaro smirked, his hair still a little messy.

"Well-I...I did warn you!"

"Eh, true, but wouldn't it only be fair if we're even?"

It took the poor guy a second.

"...Shit."

Cue Taro, full of energy thanks to his wake up call, hunting down and mercilessly destroying Shuichi as per revenge.

[qingxintea]

heartbreak avenue (3) || albedo x reader

heartbreak avenue (1) heartbreak avenue (2) -- tell me how, do you do this thing called living? when theres nothing more to gain. gn reader -- ignore the link below idk how tf to hyperlink on mobile but that’s ur part 4 ig

damn. imagine missing mond so much that you visit just for the vibes and accidentally become a one time vigilante for dominating over a couple abyss mages

how oddly specific!

you moment.

TO BE FAIR, you didn't mean to and also ur just strong with that 245% crit damage ugh yeah yeah get it ig

it was night time, like, idk 1am and you were in this cloak because idk look swaggy and comfortable

abyss mage went ŏ̸̡̡̹̘͉̫̬̬̭̘̙̝͐͒̆̈́̒̿̄́͠͝ǒ̸̧̺͕̣̬̝̱͈̭̭̻̮̈̏̔͆̑̀̍ǫ̵̡̜̲̭̠̤̰̹͍̣͎̤̈́̓̍͠ḩ̴̡͍̣̹̯̭̩̮̣̩̭́̔̀̍͊̂͒́̆͘͜͝͝ȃ̷̧̡̢̡̨̛̪͓̤̜͕̳̦̼͊̏̃͆̓̈́̈́̽̈́͌͐̋̚ͅh̸̡̩͍̟͕̥͚̰̰̟̮̖̪̉̈́͛͂̍̾a̸̧̢͕̙̞̳̩͈̲͉͕̒̆̎̐̎̍̀͊͘̚͝h̸̡̼͓̝͕̫̤̰̱̬̣̗͚̙̀͜ and you were like "lmao shut up"

and like it did! because you made it shut up and also mans diluc was watching in his dark knight hero thingy

of course you noticed his presence from the beginning, you just wanted to piss him off and act like he wasn't there at all

you walked. straight past him like he was actually on the bridge in the middle and you just w al ked .

i mean ofc he gonna say something. and he did. dude said "who r u"

stared at him directly in the eye and said "the embryo made of chewed bubblegum."

he stared. sh o ck ed . what were you even saying

"jk im a resident of mondstadt, visiting from my liyue trip."

"and how do i know you arent lying?"

you sighed and grabbed your dendro vision, letting him look at the frame. "its incased in a mondstadt styled frame." after a few seconds, you put it back. "if that is all, i'll be going."

"k"

"literally fuck off" you responded and walked inside.

sometimes you forget how rude mondstadt people are lmao loser.

ok so like this donna girl really went up to you like "JFKLSJFLKSDJFL NUMBER ??? HELLO ?? UMM THE WAY YOU SAVED MONDSTADT RLKDFFC" and you resisted every urge to flip her off on the spot.

you just stayed and let her talk, smiling through all of it. your hood was still on but it was quite windy s ooo

its been ten minutes. girl please let us go. you were literally begging for anyone to cut in because ur too nice (or unbothered) to tell her to shut up even though you totally went off on diluc aadahahhshdf

and someone did! not the one you expected though.

"good evening donna, and... oh? who would you be?"

ALBEDO LMAO GET STICKBUGGED? ? ? ?? AH a hjfkahfjah . im so funny .

guys i meant that ironically please

anyway

you got even more uncomfortable lmao and you just looked at him and smiled. what do you respond? "no one of importance."

he heard your voice, saw your eyes and it registered. it was you...

or was that what he wanted to believe?

cause this whole time hes been waiting for you, only using experiments as a thing to pass time. it got... a little more lonelier, because nothing could replace you.

he decided to not believe it. because 1) you knew well they welcomed you with open arms, so there would be no need to hide yourself

(which is also proof of how much the whole situation fucked up your thinking)

a second of silence before he continues on the conversation with normal evening meeting stuff things idk

then ur like "ahhshaaajk i must be taking my leave now for matters i will not disclose ahaha skidoosh"

skidoosh

so you go to the big venti statue next to the cathedral and just stand. stare. yikes

no ones out right now and theres nothing to do. but you remember this place because its where the both of yall would eat together whenever he had free time (which wasnt that often, but he still made the effort)

you look up to the sky, counting all the stars like you used to.

no ones gonna know that you're here, you decided on that. you only visited because you simply missed it, but after this, you were going back to liyue.

no ones gonna know. because no one needs to know. no one needs to know that you were here. that would only cause more trouble to the situation you tried to avoid

albedo ends up catching up to you later, still having some spark of hope left that it really was you

i mean lowkey there isnt really anything saying it wasnt. he wanted to believe that he was just overthinking when he thought it really wasnt you

like you look the same. sound the same. its just the reasoning of you coming here, but he can push that aside

"(y/n)."

you flinch but didnt react with anything else. he doesnt need to know that its you.

"(y/n)?"

you turn around to meet his eyes as he was approaching you. slightly distancing yourself another inch away as you were not used to the proximity, you responded, "i'm afraid i'm not the one you're looking for."

albedo stops for a moment, and was about to apologize,, but then

yknow that wind i mentioned earlier? like right after donna started bothering you

yeah that same wind blew ur hood off! lmao L

okay time to get serious !

you stay composed and sighed, your breath visible in the cold air.

so your features are exposed, and its so obviously you, like theres literally no way it cannot be you

"it really is you..." he doesnt understand why youre not admitting to it. "(y/n), please.."

you shake your head and walk away but mans grabs your wrist gently

"(y/n), whats wr-" he starts, but youre quick to respond

"im not (y/n)." you flat out said it and looked right into his eyes. and you swear there were small tears even if he was deemed nonchalant.

he doesnt understand, its your physical features, and your same energy, there is no other person that completely matches it.

he pulls you closer to examine this black smudge on your hand, a small yelp of surprise coming from you.

"this is... ink," he studied the properties of the substance. "you responded to my letter a day ago. (y/n)... i know by now. there's no reason to hide it."

you step away, freeing your hand from his grasp. your voice broke, tears forming in the corners of your eyes. "i'm not... i'm not (y/n). i never will be. i'll never be so vulnerable again, i'll never be so naive again, i'll never be so lonely again, i will never ever be anything like they were again."

your vision blurred, but you werent oblivious to the tears streaming down his face as well. reaching to brush them away, you paused and let it drop to his shoulder instead.

"albedo. i... the (y/n) you knew... they're gone now. and if i could revert back to them any time, i would, i swear, but... i'm al-... they..." you buried your head in your hands. "i'm broken. to the point that i refuse to identify as the (y/n) you know me by."

doesnt know what to say, so he almost pulls you into a hug before you move out of the way. something you never did.

"don't... please. it never works out in the end." you shake your head, facing the other way. "for me at least."

"..we could work together, no?" he tried, still oblivious about your feelings towards him.

"only if you're willing to cross your moral boundaries," you looked back and tilted your head. taking a deep breath, you continued, "but you know that neither of us are willing to do that."

he couldn't say anything, because as much as he hated to admit something for once, you were right about that. at this point, he would've thought that literally any extent would've been fine to reach to bring you back.

yet in multiple situations where he's doubted himself before, theres always a line he will never cross.

"...i wish you the best. treat her well because i worked hard." you walked away without him stopping you this time. i worked hard. not we worked hard.

even if you had honestly felt that way, there was no chance the old you wouldve actually voiced that.

and so he watched you slip from his grasp again, only this time, he stopped himself from holding you back from his own will.

yet he swears- the next time he meets you again, he will bring you back.

[acollectionofficsandshit]

a follow from the queen? i am honored 🥺 i’m in the same side blog/main blog situation so no worries! not sure if i can replicate my 1am big brain antics but let’s keep the ✨f1 walk of shame✨ going

mick like mentioned by someone goes all out. breakfast, drive home, want him to wash your clothes? he’ll do it. apologizes profusely for having to walk his dog like??? sir???

valtteri is so awkward it’s painful one could only hope for a walk of shame before he’s awake

kimi the iceman is probably like ’this was nice’ after he’s fucked you five ways into next thursday and is no doubt asleep long into the day after so you’re on your own getting back home

esteban is so sweet and a little shy and probably kisses you goodbye when you leave as if you’re a couple already and he’s just seeing you off to work so you leave all 😳

george i feel is harder to pinpoint but there’s definitely tea instead of coffee because that dude is posh AND british. gets you a cab and is probably a little cocky because he got a (hopefully) good fuck, saw you off shirtless and is in an overall good mood the morning after. merc george will especially be a cocky asshole but still nice somehow? like he’s Trying to be cool and it’s so obvious

carlos doesn’t even offer you to stay the night. gives you a bro pat on the back as if saying ’good job’ lmao

fernando is someone you might think is a bit of an ass but turns out being a whole cutie offering to sleep on the couch in his own house and you’re just ???? sir it’s fine i can just leave and he’s like in the middle of the night?! no way. you stay here i’ll drive you home in the morning

don’t know much about gio but nice enough? idk might prioritize washing his hair the morning after so you’re like ’i’ll just see myself out lol’. confused when you’ve left after he’s done

yuki doesn’t even make it to the next morning, passed out like a light like less than a minute after cumming so you just get dressed and leave him to sleep (gets clowned for this by pierre because this kid is dumb enough to tell his teammate)

checo is probably pretty nice but doesn’t know how to act really so he just makes it weirder than it had to be but he calls a cab for you! so that’s something i guess??

lance could either be his very sweet self and asks if you want to shower before you leave or half kicks you out so he doesn’t have to deal with morning after etiquette. gives you a hoodie to leave in if you do end up staying the night but doesn’t go out of his way to make things nice like bitch this isn’t a hotel you can help yourself to breakfast if you want but like i said could very well be a sweetheart and attempt scrambled eggs or something before you leave

i think that’s the entire grid?? wow 😮‍💨

Yessssss rounding out the grid!! Of course, as exactly as I'd expected, these are all just as on point as the previous set (which you can find here if you're interested!) and more than a few of these 110% fit the way I feel about some drivers to the letter lmaooooo 💀 I couldn't have said it better myself!

Mick's is dead on, like it'd the exact vibe of how I'm writing him in the one shot I'm working on (he's a touch dominant because no matter what way I look at it I can't imagine him being anything other than kind and patience and gentle but get him in the right place, right time and you have yourself an unparalleled experience waiting for you ✋😩)

Also yes, Carlos in my head is encaptured perfectly by the singular sentence you allocated him 💀as you should, honestly the handful of words speaks volumes lmaooo.

And I have a really specific slightly off topic theory about Lance but like hear me out... Sara did the hard work, she taught him, but between how much he clearly worships her, how sweet and genuine their relationship seems, and his golden retriever boy energy...you cannot convince me that he doesn't give great fucking head... what he lacks in technique, he more than makes up for in dedication and the drive to make his woman happyyyy

✨F1 Walk of Shame Game✨

[toorusquill]

hello! can i request a HC on how Tsukishima, Kuroo, Bokuto and Akaashi on how they'll react to their s/o being drunk without them knowing and how they'll find out about it, thanks in advance 💕

tsukishima, kuroo, bokuto, and akaashi help you when you’re drunk

summary: you just get wasted and your boyfriend does cute things to help you. 

pairing: tsukishima kei x gn!reader, kuroo tetsurou x gn!reader, bokuto koutarou x gn!reader, akaashi keiji! x gn!reader

genre(s): fluff

warnings: alcohol, underage drinking (in tsukishima’s and akaashi’s)

a/n: although i’ve had a few run-ins with alcohol, i do not encourage underage drinking!! i do it knowing the risks of drinking & always under legal supervision. stay safe and know ur limits!! i hope you enjoy this.

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tsukishima

-this is a third year tsukishima!

-the two of you got invited to a friend’s party, but seeing as he’s not as close to the person, he declined the offer

-he paid no mind when you told him you were going, and told you to have fun.

-he had no idea that drinks would be a really big part of the party, so when you send him a bunch of incomprehensible texts filled with random emojis and smashed up words, he just sighs.

-he calls you up, and when you pick up the phone with a slurred drawl of his name, he’s somehow scolding you and teasing you

-”you really couldn’t tell me there were drinks at this party huh, y/n?”

-at first he’s not too worried. he knows you’re at your friend’s house under the supervision of their parents, but when he hears a loud crash in the background, he WILL ask about the whereabouts of the party.

-he crashes the party in his sweatpants and hastily thrown on hoodie lmao

-your friends are a little protective of you, but he assures them that he’s just there to help them with taking care of you.

-helps you walk around the place and bring you back to a somehow sober state.

-he brings you water, urges you to eat more of the snacks on the table, and generally has his eye on you in case you do something risky.

-he gets more affectionate than he usually is. lets his lips linger on your forehead and will always hold your hand to keep you close to him

-as much as he is an ass, he doesn’t rlly take video of you or anything. by the end of the night, he hands you over to your friend who was supposed to take you home.

-you give him a really sloppy kiss on his cheek and he gives a really attractive low chuckle and slips a few painkillers in the pocket of his hoodie, which he lent you. kuroo

-the apartment you shared with kuroo was unusually silent, save for the sound of his scribbling

-he was stuck doing his essay while you were out with your friends for a few drinks

-he didn’t mind, because he knew you understood what your limits were! he trusted you to get home in an acceptable state

-he was very wrong. you overdid the drinking this night, seeing as it was a celebration for the end of your exams;

-so you show up at the door with your arms slung around two of your friends

-they give him an apologetic smile and wish him good luck, and he just thanks them (and the gods) that you got home in one piece

-he’s busying himself in the kitchen. he grabs you a glass of water, reheats the leftover pizza from when he had dinner a while ago, and forces you to eat to replenish what you lost when you had too much to drink.

-when you reach out to grab his face and pull it closer to yours, he grins really widely 

-”did you miss me that much when you were out, babe?” -you nod, and ramble on about how much you miss him, how much you love him and how much you want him to kiss you right now and even as your words get.. a little heated..he doesn’t comply with any of your requests

-he just kisses the crown of your hair and holds you until you inevitably pass out.

bokuto

-so,, you guys were invited to a bar party with all your friends to celebrate a win for bokuto’s team

-and there are drinks, he’s kind of bouncing all over the place, but he’s still pretty much sober. his alcohol tolerance is high from all the drinking he’s done before

-he loses sight of you at one point, he doesn’t know when?? because your friends just kind of took you away from him.

-you two are fine being apart!! it’s a party, you won’t stop each other from having fun with your respective friend groups

-he’s busy playing another round of beer pong, when he sees your group of friends gathered around the counter where the bartender is.

-so he walks over there and he sees you just downing one shot after the other, and he’s like, “go babe!!!!”, not knowing that you were well past your limit

-your friends tell him to stop you, so he does and this is when he finds out that you’re absolutely trashed because you’re the one who’s all over him

-usually he’s the one who’s super into pda but right now, you’re slinging your arms over his neck, asking him to carry you, peppering kisses all over his face, and he’s just like, “no, okay, we have to go home now!!”

-carries you all the way back to the flat you share, and tucks you in bed because you pass out before you could even see the door of your apartment.

-he puts some painkillers & a glass of water on your bedside table, as well as a small bucket on the floor just in case you wake up and can’t make it in time to the bathroom

akaashi

-you were at your friend’s house for a sleepover!! 

-and akaashi was just at home, doing his own thing. he was spending the night reading a few books

-the clock struck 11pm, and he was like “maybe i should text y/n a good night??”

-so he sends you a sweet goodnight text! it read, “i hope you’re having fun. i’m not going to bed yet, but you might be. good night, y/n. love you, and sweet dreams.”

-you didn’t reply, but he chalked it off to you falling asleep.

-it was already early morning, around 1am or so, when he finally wanted to go to bed. but he heard the unmistakable ring of a video chat request

-he initially thinks it’s bokuto or kuroo trying to bother him, and he doesn’t pick it up but when it keeps ringing, he checks his phone and is surprised to see it’s you!

-he answers, and he can’t see much aside from blurs of your faces and your friends. he can make out a couple of glass bottles in the back, and he just sighs

-”are you guys drunk?”

-”maybeeeee~”

-your childish reply was enough to tell him that you were. he addresses one of your friends, and is relieved when they reply in a sober tone.

-he tells them to take care of you, and that he’ll be there to pick you up in the morning.

-he bids everyone a goodbye and is about to end the call but you call out for him and suddenly, your face is actually on focus, looking all serious.

-”akaashi. i love you. you’re so pretty. like absolutely etha- etheral? ethereal?”

-he’s blushing, but he nods.

-you beam at him through the screen, and continue, “yeah, ethereal. you’re an angeeel. i love you~.”

-he’s so red at this point, he’s able to stutter out a soft “i love you too, angel. rest well, stop drinking already.”

-and he ends the call as fast as possible because he sees you about to say something more and he thinks his heart would explode if you complimented him even more.

[simpingforthehunt]

Weak Spot

Pairing: Jonah x Reader

Premise: The Hunt finds out about Jonah dating Meyer's adopted daughter.

Masterlist

Requested by: anon

Word count: 1,149

A/N: The scenario that fit best in my mind was Amy's wedding, so Roxy isn't in it but otherwise it's the rest of the Hunt. I surprised myself by finishing this before 1AM, though, lmao. Hope you enjoy!

Jonah had only been a member of The Hunt for a week until he started dating Meyer's adopted daughter. For the sake of the crew, the teens decided to keep it secret from everyone. Y/N, especially, wasn't sure how her father would react and didn't want to hear Harriet yell at them for making a stupid decision. As well, Jonah wanted to get on everyone's good side before their relationship became public.

Getting everyone to like him proved harder than expected, the only ones Jonah felt he could really trust were Mindy and Murray. The married couple were the first to find out about the two, by walking in on them making out, and kept it a secret at their request. Mindy was overjoyed that they were together, but it took time for Murray to warm up to it. More than anything, he wanted the best for both the teens and was unsure that being together in such a dangerous profession was a good idea.

A week before Amy Markowitz's wedding, Y/N and Jonah were over at Mindy and Murray's home for tea. They wanted to talk to the two of them, after noticing the Hunt slowly catching on to their secret.

"They’ll find out soon," Murray said. "It's best if it comes from the two of you."

"We're waiting for the right time," Y/N shrugged. "Don’t want to cause a scene."

"What about Amy's wedding?" Mindy suggested, earning a confused look from everyone. "The two of you can go as a couple. Our friends won't cause a scene in front of all of Amy's guests."

It took a bit of convincing, but eventually, Mindy got them to agree. The hours leading up to the wedding were nerve-wracking. The morning of, Jonah found out he had to recite the Birkat Kohanim in place of his Grandmother. After picking up his suit, he spent the day at the Offerman's getting ready and practicing the blessing. "How are you doing?" 

"I can't get the words down," Jonah threw the prayer sheet down in frustration. "You'd think the last-minute news would cause me to panic and cram it, but nothing is working."

"Something I find always helps me is putting the words to a tune," Y/N told him. "Easier to remember the words and pronunciations."

"Thanks, Y/N," he gave her a small smile. "But trust me when I say no one wants to hear me sing."

"You'll be fine," she assured him. "We have to get going."

"Fuck, already?" Jonah stood up and tied the tie around his neck in a rush. Just as he was about to leave the room, Y/N stopped him and took the tie in her hands.

"It's crooked," she said, adjusting it. Instinctively, Jonah wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling Y/N closer. "Jonah, we're going to be late."

"We'll be fine," he shrugged, smiling cheekily. Y/N rolled her eyes at him, but couldn't hide her smile. Jonah gave her a quick kiss before pulling apart.

"Ready?"

"I don't think I ever will be." He admitted and followed her to the car. 

The wedding was beautiful, and everything went smoothly. After Jonah butchered the Birkat Kohanim and then managed to save it, the Emcee announced it to be time for dinner. Y/N had sat down at a table with Jonah to eat when Meyer had joined them. "Is there something the two of you would like to tell me?" 

"Uh…" Jonah froze up and looked to his girlfriend for help.

"Yeah, actually," Y/N took a deep breath. It was now or never, and she just wanted to get it done and over with. "Jonah and I are dating, and have been for a couple weeks now." 

Meyer sat there for a minute, silent. His eyes flit between the two of them, increasing their nerves. It felt like a long ten minutes had passed before Meyer said anything. "I'm very happy for both of you. But Jonah… if you hurt her I will not forgive you, my boy."

"I understand," Jonah responded, the nerves somehow increasing. The boy was about to say something else when the band began to play Hava Nagila, and the horah started. They were pulled away from the table to join the dance, kicking off the party.

This was the first time Jonah ever felt connected to the Jewish community and was having a great time with Y/N when Joe and Lonny arrived at the wedding. The men gave updates on the information they found and were about to go back to the party when Harriet waltzed in. In anger, Joe attacked the Nun and everyone moved into a different room. When Harriet yelled at Joe to open the trunk of her car, everyone went outside and found a man tied up looking up at the crew.

Instinctively, Jonah grabbed Y/N's hand and interlocked their fingers. Part of him was still unable to stomach the torture and kidnapping that the Hunt often did. The sight, while not as gruesome as Dieter Zweigelt the day before, still managed to make him feel sick. "Who is that? Is that the Wolf?"

"Not my Wolf," Meyer shook his head.

"Wait a minute," Harriet said, pointing at their interlocked hands. "When the bloody fuck did this happen?"

"A couple weeks ago," Jonah answered, squeezing Y/N's hand.

"Well, break-up," she demanded. "Didn't I just tell you relationships are a weak spot? This is a liability and could put our whole operation in jeopardy."

"Come on, Harriet," Lonny interjected. "They're just kids. Besides, it would be good to let Jonah get a wank job once in a while."

"Lonny!" Everyone yelled at him, causing the actor to put his hands up in surrender.

"I said what I said."

"Let's just go back to the party and enjoy the rest of the night," Meyer suggested. Looking at Joe, he added, "take some time to cool off, too, hm?"

Y/N and Jonah made their way back to the party with Joe and Lonny, leaving Meyer and Harriet to talk alone. "Harriet's right, you know."

"It isn’t anyone's decision to make, but ours," Y/N told Joe, stubbornly. "Look, we aren't breaking up so all of you better get used to it now that it's out in the open."

Y/N pulled Jonah away from the men and brought them back to their table. "That went better than expected."

"I guess you're right." Y/N sighed, putting her head in her hands. "Still stressful."

"Hey, Y/N," Jonah spoke gently. "I love you, and nothing's going to change that."

"I love you, too." she gave him a small smile. "They'll warm up to it, eventually."

Jonah laughed at that and leaned over to kiss her. The Hunt would get used to them dating, no matter how long it takes.

[antlerqueer]

mildly tmi personal post, if youre under 18 pls don’t read it’s not necessarily involving sex but it does talk about it so that makes me uncomfy.

so recently i’ve been on the fence about my sexuality bc i think i deal with comphet and i’m not bisexual bc the reason ive hooked up with men is bc i could and bc i like the power. yes i’m a little terrible, i was bullied growing up, it’s unhealthy.

anyway the last relationship i was in started in like 2011 and ended in 2015 and I haven’t dated since and haven’t bothered dating since because i have been trying to like... exist. post-college life is hard and 2015 onward was really difficult for me to adjust.

ive hooked up with people since but only dudes (and again only bc they were available lmao why am i like this) but since moving to nyc in 2019 i havent tried dating or put effort into it beyond using apps and talking to some nice sapphics online.

but last night....

a friend of a friend, let’s call him A, that i’ve met twice was at a gathering for my friend. we’ve talked before, we have a similar sense of humor, we’re both new englanders who have lived in boston so we’re mean to each other to show respect. me, A, and a different friend (we’ll call him B because we’re doing the alphabet) were at a bar waiting for the rest of the people to join the gathering and i thought he might have flirted with me at one point but brushed it off as being mean (affectionate).

when we move locations (our group decided to do karaoke) and while we’re walking there i threatened i would hurt him if he did something i didn’t like (a typical threat from me, a person who would never hurt anyone actually) and he said “i’d be into that” or something along those lines and i said “i meant emotionally” and he replied with “i’d be into that, too”. this was when i got mildly suspicious he may actually be flirting with me.

during karaoke, he sat between my friend (C, as it goes, was the organizer and she’s in town for a few days and we have A Bit that we’re dating [she has a real boyfriend, who A is “the boyfriend” of but in like a “work wife” way bc they share a hobby]) at one point and C & I looked at each other like “wtf why would A MAN get between us”. 

he had ordered chicken wings or something and i asked for one and he was like “I havent eaten dinner but here u can have a piece” and i was like “if you said no i was just gonna remind you of how you took chips of mine without asking last time we hung out :) so :)” and then he gave me a second piece and winked at me??? when he gave me the second piece???? which COULD have been Not Flirting imo but seemed like flirting?

keep in mind: i have no actual interest in this guy. but i like the idea of someone flirting with me. and i like that it means i have a leg up on him. i picked an arctic monkeys song and he was like “oh i should pick an arctic monkeys song” bc again we are new englanders who were college-aged in 2015 so of course we listened to arctic monkeys. wanna know what fucking song he picked? “i bet you look good on the dancefloor”, with lyrics such as “stop making the eyes at me, i’ll stop making the eyes at you” and “I wish you’d stop ignoring me because it’s sending me to despair” which felt mildly pointed but ALSO it’s one of their most popular songs so i could be overthinking this all. i had asked C earlier in the night “is A flirting with me or am i just arrogant?” and she was like “no i think he’s flirting with you” but i’m stilll not fucking sure bc i just assume no one would flirt with me on purpose.

at the end of the night, friend C gets into an uber to go, friends B & E live in the same area so they share an uber back, and then I told A since he was planning on walking he’d be a gentleman and walk me to the subway. (I live the furthest and it was 1am). so he walks with me to the train, and on the way i mention maybe wanting wendy’s but he says something about wanting savory food and we pass a halal cart so he gets food there, we talk boston restaurants briefly, and the train stop is in front of a cvs so i said “I want candy” so he came with me to CVS. Truth be told, I just wanted to know if he’d actually go into CVS with me if I said I wanted to go to CVS or if he’d just head home since he walked me to the train. 

he went into cvs with me, and also decided he’d take the train home, too. so we waited for like 10 min in the train station, i gave him a piece of chocolate as a thanks for walking with me, and then he got off at his stop while i was giving money to someone so we didnt really say bye i just threw a peace sign his way. now i’m feeling real chuffed bc i made this man walk 10 minutes in sleet with me to the train station and go to cvs with me and wait for 10 min in the subway station when he would have been home in 30 min instead of like an hour if he just went his merry way from the karaoke place. that means he’s my bitch now, in my mind. (when i told B about this he said “don’t you just treat every cishet like your bitch?” which was a fair assessment but also. str8 men don’t act like this if they don’t want to fuck me, if i recall correctly. it’s been a very long time so i don’t actually know if i’m recalling correctly.)

moral of the story: i am conflicted because part of me wants to because i can, but also that’s literally the only reason why i want to so i shouldn’t, right? right?

if u made it this far u can lmk what u think if you even think anything or are just like “wow this was a lot for megan to put online”

[2018shawn]

63 and 84 for shawn from the prompt list!!

63. “You look so hot I could fuck you senseless right now.”

84. “Mine. Only mine.”

i’d already got the 63 prompt once, which you can find here, so this one i tried to make a little more fun and light hearted hence why there’s like no smut lol i just would hate for things to be repetitive, i’m sorry if it’s disappointing lmao

young adults scattered across the front lawn, no concern for neighbors or people passing by. from the state of the house, which was covered in plastic cups and what looked like liquid all over the floor, you was glad you decided to skip on the invite. shawn however did not, meaning he was somewhere lost inside probably necking yet another shot and following it up with a beer or cocktail of whatever-the-fuck-he-could-find-mojito. thst was all until brian rang you, frantically begging you to come pick up the curly haired boy who had drunk far too much, and mixed with his emotions of exhaustion, it was turning into a complete nightmare.

you cursed to yourself, giving yourself an extra few minutes until you had to get out of the car and walk into the house full of people in your cosiest pyjamas and baggiest hoodie. the hoodie was shawn’s, of course. just as you was about to lose hope, shawn’s tall frame stumbled out of the front door, a beaming smile on his face and you could hear his laugh through the crack in your window. he recovered from his (more than likely) lame ass joke and his head snapped up and eyes squinted when he saw your car parked outside, his smile growing even wider when he realised it was in fact you, and not his imagination.

brian tried to steady his friend, shawn’s arm previously around his shoulder and brians arm around his waist. but when he clocked you, the both of you knew it was game over.

shawn sprinted up to the car, legs almost out of control as he barely came to a stop when he reached the passenger door. he bent down, quite a bit, head peeping into the open window whilst flashing his pop star smile and you rolled your eyes, restarting the car before he changed his mind and ran back into the party. “get in, loser.”

he nodded and instantly obeyed, yanking open the door, almost so hard it pulled off its hinges. “we’re going shopping.” he quoted his favourite guilty movie and you almost cracked a smile, almost.  

“how was the party?” you asked, sending brian a wave of confirmation that shawn was safe and pulling away from the curb-side and putting his window up, because he’s the type of drunk to think it’s funny to hang out of the window like a dog. 

“stooooopid without you.”

he’d been in your presence less than five minutes and you’d already rolled your eyes twice. and now another. “had things to do. and it seems like you managed just fine with me.” 

the street lights were the only thing keeping his face visible, and he studied how the beams of light fell across your soft features and how naturally beautiful you looked, even if he had dragged you out at 1am to come pick him up. he traced every inch of your face, smiling at the familiar freckles and and slope of your nose and your - “yes?”

“you look so hot i could fuck you sensless right now.” he blurted.

your foot slammed on the breaks and thankfully, no one was behind you as you did so. he almost hurled into the glove compartment in front of him but thank god he’d always been taught safety first and had buckled himself in - it took a while, but he did it in the end. “what the fuck?!”

“you can’t just blurt things like that!” you screamed back. you and shawn had been the best of friends since you can remember, but only recently has he started acting like a horny teenage whenever you wear a pair of shorts a little higher cut than normal. or when your top dropped a little too low on the chest, revealing a little more than intended. the comments hadn’t gone unnoticed, but you’d be lying if you said they didn’t make you feel all fuzzy and nervous. 

“drunk words speak sober thoughts, y/n.” he smirked, tapping his index finger to his temple as if he’d just spoken a million words of wisdom.

“no shawn, drunk words speak stupid thoughts.” you corrected, putting your foot on the accelerator again to put the car back in motion. he defended himself down the next few roads, blabbing on how much having you in his life is one of life’s greatest gifts. even if he has found it hard to contain how attractive he finds you.

“so why are you only just saying this now?” you knew it was drunken words. that he could have possibly any girl on the planet so why would he want the girl he’d seen in the worst states possible? he just couldn’t.

he looked down to his lap, thumbs twirling around one another as he fiddled through the awkwardness. “because some guy - at the party - mentioned how hot you were and i thought no. you’re mine, only mine.”

shawn was too lost in confessing his feelings for you, he hadn’t noticed you pulling into the twenty-four hour drive thru, stopping at the large, illuminated menu board before continuing to the speaker. “eat. sober up. then we can see about me being yours. only yours.”

shawn taglist: @imaginashawnns @fallinallincurls @mendesficsxbombay @enchantingbrowneyedgirl @fallinfortom @sinplisticshawn

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It is 1am and i just finished s2, so this is gonna be long and rambling and misspelled and im sorry okay?

I am not thrilled with the writing of klaus this season, can I just say? They completely undid all of his substantial development in s1, while also removing a good chunk of his positive qualities.

There were scenes where s1!klaus shined through (any of the scenes with Allison and vanya, mainly, and i was really worried abt the scenes with bby!Dave but they were handled really well imo) but those scenes were vastly overshadowed by the unnecessary cruelty? Why did they make my boy so mean this season, I am asking this question for real. S1!klaus was wild and a disaster and heartbreaking, but he was also so kind, and willing to grow as a person in ways that his siblings actively avoided most of the time.

How do you go from beautifully empathetic s1!klaus crying in response to his abusive father's suicide, protesting luther locking up vanya and later being so adamant that they take vanya back in time with them that he literally clings to her feet, to s2!klaus who seems to not care much about anything or anyone at all?? The man is dead in heaven with his father telling him point blank what a let down he is, and he still has enough love in him to cry for him, but 3 years pass and suddenly he doesn't shed a tear for his brother who just died saving their sister?? They took away so much of his emotionality and I do not understand why.

S1!klaus also absolutely would have been open to trying possession with Ben imo, and we could have avoided the intensely uncomfortable possession sequence, which should not have been played off as a joke because it wasn't funny at all, and instead just highlights how little autonomy klaus actually has- but that is a rant that needs way more brain power and research lmao.

S1!klaus also would never have hid ben from his siblings, after spending literal years telling them that ben was there with them??? He would not have done that.

And the scene where they try to save vanya was intensely ooc in my opinion- even high off his ass klaus is quick to react and jump into action- helpful or otherwise (throwing the fire extinguisher, improvising at the prosthetics lab for 5, trying to save luther in the club, running into the theater when they hear gunshots despite having no idea how to use his powers offensively, even in s2 when he finds allison at the protest) and I refuse to believe he would need to be pushed into trying to save vanya, who he has put his life at risk to save before.

The cult thing will be getting a post of its own because I have so many feelings about that whole deal but I again, am too incoherent currently.

I loved him and allison so so much, and he and vanya just break my heart together bc they are such opposite sides of the same coin and the show doesn't seem interested in exploring that whatsoever? I was a bit bummed to not really see him interact with the boys at all though. He and Diego seemed pretty close in s1, 5 and klaus have some good scenes together, and he and luther had some good interactions at the end of s1 as well, and i wish they had kept going with that.

It just feels like they were so busy with the others, and klaus got lost along the way. We do nothing with his powers except for the possession thing, like literally besides ben and the two ghosts at the very end of the last episode klaus doesn't use his powers at all during the entire season! I loved watching everyone else kind of come into their own, but that just never happened for klaus this season- if anything, he devolved.

And I think as a side effect of fucking up klaus, they fucked up his relationship with ben, and the other boys to a lesser extent, as well.

S1 ben and klaus is what i would expect from a pair of siblings stuck together for 17 years- nagging and sarcastic and judgemental but also loving and close and they work well together. They are both dumbasses who do things like play patty cake to test ben's tangibility, and decide that tossing a bowling ball is a good way to prove that ben is present.

S2 ben and klaus are entirely antagonistic; more in line with luther and diego in s1. I have seen lots of comments saying that anyone upset with ben and klaus's dynamic in s2 doesn't have siblings, and to that i have to say- people who think their dynamic in s2 is normal don't have abusive parents. There are lines that you absolutely do not cross, and comparing a sibling to your abuser is one of them. And you don't need to have siblings to know that dismissing the death of a loved one like, isn't a good thing to do? This is especially jarring given their relationship in 2019 and as children- there is no set up for this kind of behavior from either of them.

And the others were just so overall dismissive of klaus in a way that goes beyond just sibling annoyance. During the family dinner no one bats an eye when ben jumps into him, causes his body to jerk around, and literally says that he's ben?? He lies on the floor of the elevator looking like death and we don't so much as ask what's wrong? Klaus pukes out the contents of 7 fully grown humans practically and no one offers a tums, or a ride to the damn hospital?? Like wasn't diego a fuckin cop, he should know that none of this is the result of an overdose??? As far as i can recall,, klaus doesn't even use drugs in this season? We see him drink but that's it unless I'm forgetting, which is entirely possible since it is now 2am lmao. And they just play it off as jokes, we are meant to find this funny?

And just like, he wasn't involved in the actual plot of this season much, if at all, besides being a largely unwilling catalyst for ben. Nothing would change in this season if they had cut him out completely, and i really hate that.

I'm not upset at all really- despite sounding upset and writing a long ass rant lmao- the let down of one character doesn't ruin the season for me, and honestly, given how other shows have failed me this year (looking at you, the politician) , i count this season as a win overall. Luther especially has changed so much for the better, and he was probably the highlight of this season. I'm just bummed because klaus was s u c h a good character in season one, easily one of the most interesting characters, and they did nothing with him this season.

[wolfsgravity]

I can’t sleep so I’m just thinkin’ about my range of Pokémon romantic F/Os. This series has meant so much to me for so long, and I know F/Os from that source make up a decent portion of my list. I’d feel more embarrassed about it if I didn’t make it abundantly clear that Pokémon is one of the most pervasive influences in my life from an exceedingly young age.

I just. I dunno. I find my collection of Pokémon series F/Os so interesting.

I’m just gonna ramble a bit.

I’m going to talk in Generational order, because my 1am brain couldn’t decipher a more cohesive timeline if it tried.

Giovanni is a funny one. As a kid, his character in the show intimidated me a little. But I really loved Team Rocket on some level. They were my first Pokémon villain organization, and with the Gen III games having Aqua and Magma, I decided pretty early that Team Rocket was my team. I had a stint in Magma since when I was young, I thought I’d specialize in Fire types, but eh it didn’t stick. No team really stuck nearly as much until Team Skull! So I had a lot of time for my intimidation from Giovanni to evolve into a fearful respect, to a mild devotion… by the time I played Let’s Go! and Ultra Moon, I was more than a little excited to see him in game. As in, I would quietly cheer when he appeared on my screen, in some weird giddy manner. It was only a matter of time before I realized I was crushing hard.

Steven Stone (he has a full name so more often than not I use it when referring to him) probably didn’t make the biggest impact on me in the original Gen III games? Hoenn was my favorite region for a while (in part due to pre- “Hoenn confirmed” hype), but he didn’t have a huge role in Ruby/Sapphire. Maybe I noticed him first in Emerald? I wish I could remember my real first inkling of crush on him, because I just remember when I played Omega Ruby… I was already obsessed with him. He showed up for the first time in game and I squealed. I spent the whole game seeking him out and already making romantic passes at him in my around-19-year-old head.

I am counting Grovyle for this, but it bears repeating that my S/I for the Pokémon Mystery Dungeon games is a Pokémon too. Those Mystery Dungeon games enamored me as a teen! I got to BE! A POKEMON!! So I probably got Explorers of Time/Darkness for DS not long after it released in 2008. I was so excited to have Gen IV Pokémon to be and battle and recruit, ugh, this game meant so much to me. I will always remember being part of Wigglytuff’s Guild super fondly. And like, as I am super susceptible to mental role play, putting myself in my characters shoes (or lil toe beans I guess) has always been second nature for me. So a dashing Grovyle just jumped into my silly life and was the most honorable and misunderstood character and I am not even joking when I say I fell for him in my first playthrough. And I’ve played through it a lot. I was always jealous of Celebi. I hate every Dusknoir I see to this day. *chefs kiss* Good game.

Gen V is “oops all F/Os” Gen, where to even start..

Just kidding, N is the obvious choice to start for me. He was love at first sight. He just, ugh, he cares about Pokémon SO MUCH. I literally don’t know how to even expand on this. He literally rode the Ferris Wheel with the player character in the game, and I WASNT supposed to interpret that as a date? Wack. It was a date. I love him so damn much. Next question

Elesa comes next because I’ve always thought she was stunning. I mean, duh I guess, she’s canonically a model. Also, Electric types are in my top 3, behind Fairy and somewhat tied with Fire, so she was a woman after my own heart. Her Emolga kinda wrecked my team and I respect that. Also, she loves puns. So again. Woman after my own heart. The only reason she’s still listed as Crush and not as Dating is because she intimidates me. She’s out of my league and I worry she’d only see me as a friend. Well, not “only”, her and Skyla are bffs and that also looks fun. I just. Can’t imagine her romantically being interested in me sometimes. Heh.

Grimsley was a crush that came on yeeeaaaars after his Gen, and it hit me like a freight train. I swear, he made very little impression on me in B/W, because I was young and I was just excited to possibly see N again as champion. I was a little shit, okay. I also never played B2/W2 all the way through, which is a huge stain on my Pokémon record. Anyways. When he showed up in Sun/Moon, I gasped. I was like, that’s a familiar face. Why is he hot now? (The answer is we was always hot, and I just had a few years to grow between games). But like, I kind of tamped it back down? I think I legit tried to tell myself around Sun/Moon era that I can’t keep finding Pokémon characters hot, because I was drooling over another one in Moon. Anywho. Grimsley kept popping up as fanart on my Tumblr dash for a while and by the time I pulled him in Pokémon Masters, I slipped into love. Whoops.

Professor Sycamore, probably not my proudest moment of fandom. He was another one I liked from the very introduction. I made fun of him in equal measure, but I affectionately referred to him as “Professor Hotdad” for an embarrassingly long amount of time. He’s not even the oldest of my Pokémon F/Os. One of my other Pokémon F/Os is canonically a father. But nope. Sycamore was Hotdad. That all said, he did make me smile like a crush-stricken schoolgirl when he talked in game so it wasn’t all just memey objectification. I do love him dearly.

Gen VII! Alola! Guzma! Oh man, like I’d stated earlier, Team Skull really nestled it’s way close to my heart the way no team had since Team Rocket. It wasn’t all because of Guzma, I really did like the group of ragtag misfits banding together and creating a family. Guzma was icing on the cake. Oh boy, he made my heart do funny little flips even when he was threatening me in game. I loved his design, I loved his character, the way he talked, I just. Ugh, I was down bad for ya boy in Moon and Ultra Moon. He’s actually the inspiration behind my main blog url: its-ya-boi-remington. The “Y’all are stupid!” line and face lives in my head rent free at all times. Guzma protection squad.

(Nanu isn’t a romantic so I won’t talk about him here, just know I’m not forgetting him!)

Leon was, believe it or not, my actual first Gen VIII crush. I saw that fashion disaster and felt a warm comfort from him. It didn’t help that I mentally read every character in Galar with some UK/British Isles accent, that sweetened the deal. I was actually gushing to a couple then-friends about Leon while we all played Sword/Shield together and they kind of mocked me about it. They chided me that Leon “doesn’t bat for my team” and said either of them would have a better chance with him if he were real. So I was a little downtrodden about Leon after that for quite a while. It wasn’t until a couple months ago when suddenly it hit me that A- He’s literally fictional and my version of him can like me regardless of what “team he bats for” and B- I’m nonbinary? So rules get thrown out the window, anyone who likes me is both a miracle and some kind of gay whatever way you spin it. So I let myself warm back up to him, though I’m still a little skittish from before.

Piers, I guess, as awful as it sounds, was initially a crush rebound. Like, don’t get me wrong, I’d have been attracted either way. He’s a musician, a SINGER no less, and has that emo/punk vibe. But he’s also gentle and kind. Swoon. But it helped that I had my crush-feelers out full-force for a cutie in game to obsess over since I was still butthurt about my “friends” killing my crush on Leon. Obsess I did, and continue to do. I could probably snap this man over my knee like firewood he’s so lanky, idk why I put that in here but it’s staying. Piers is the one I most imagine jamming out with on a regular basis, and it makes performing for no one a bit more fun 🥰

I’m finally getting tired, I feel like I’ve been typing this for an hour. I probably have been. Ah geez now I gotta tag all these F/Os lmao. Thanks for letting me ramble.

[zephyrria]

4 with Suna, Kunimi, Sakusa, Noya, Osamu, Ushijima, and Iwaizumi

❝ 4 with Suna, Kunimi, Sakusa, Noya, Osamu, Ushijima, and Iwaizumi ❞

4.) what kind of date do you think the both of you would enjoy together the most? why?

Looks like I have my work cut out for me~

Send in a self ship ask!

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Suna Rintarou: Sunny days in a local park. There's a quiet area down a trail near the back of it. The area is fenced off along with the rest of the park. It's a fairly big clearing with picnic tables grouped in some areas and a few logs around bon fires with plenty of open space. There's always a few families around, sometimes there's familiar faces of old friends we happen to pass by. There's a blanket we always take there, big enough for the of us to lay on that's soft and plush so that it's comfortable to lay on, with small pillows that fit into a cute bookbag that also carries a variety of snacks and drinks. There's battery backups and our chargers in it as well in case on of our phones, which is playing songs quietly, dies. We would lay there and bask in the sun, indulging in small talk and occasionally cloud gazing.

Kunimi Akira: It's cuddling in a pillow fort we made in the living room with the plethora of soft blankets and pillows I happen to own. Fairy lights are strung up and around the fort and the lights are turned off throughout the house. We watch movies on either of our laptops, sometimes quietly talking about a dumb decision the protagonist had made, before switching over to a series we had watched a million times before as we chatter softly about anything that crosses our minds.

Sakusa Kiyoomi: I feel like he'd enjoy at home dates more than going out into bustling crowds. Plus, he'd be more relaxed at home where he doesn't have to worry about anything being dirty. So I'd say stargazing on the back porch or from the other side of a window if it's too cold. He'd let me play with his hands as conversation flows easily, connecting stars and galaxies with everyday life that he remembers during his day when he sees something that closely resembles what we talked about it even the moon being seen in the middle of the day.

Nishinoya Yuu: It'd be going to the park, a cute small bag of snacks and water hanging from his shoulder as he refuses to let me carry it everytime. He'd buy from concession stands, smiling as he enthusiastically talks about things he did with his friends last weekend and remembering places he had said he wanted to take me. Each spot is different after the park; the café down the block, the arcade in the next prefecture, a pet shop not far from Karasuno.

Miya Osamu: It would be the days we plan to try new recipes together. They're usually Fridays or Sundays. The kitchen gets a little messy, batter and mix tossed haphazardly at each other and getting onto any surface we touched. He'd act all mad and upset about the mess and wasting ingredients but we both know he's not actually mad with his loving eyes and adoring smile. Eventually, we would get the dish cooked and on the table and give our thoughts on it. Talking about what we could've done to make it better, too much of a certain seasoning, maybe adding something that wasn't in the original recipe. It'd eventually lead into soft conversation about our days and stupid antics our friends did ('Tsumu being brought up on both ends which will eventually lead to talks about family). We'd eventually clean up and end up cuddling and having a lazy day free of stress.

Ushijima Wakatoshi: It's after a morning jog where he slowed down a little so I could keep up. It's relatively quiet with just the birds chirping and the car passing us every now and then. Circling back, we'd freshen up and have brunch before roaming the city, idle chatter growing and flowing smoothly through the day. It's a day of quality time and free of stress.

Iwaizumi Hajime: Café dates. It'd be a small, family owned café that's not very busy and smells like coffee and freshly baked pastries. Has a homey feel to it, with fairly lights and fake vines adorning the walls. Our usual seats being in a corner with a wide, slightly tinted window. We'd sit and talk for a few hours there before walking around a familiar route through the city, going into a few stores for small trinkets or anything that happens to catch our eye. Then, at the end of day, cuddling up in bed with a movie playing softly in the background as we drift off.

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Afterthought: My search history is wonky now lmao it's past midnight and idk if I'm thriving or dying but I know I'm vibing

-Thoughts while writing-

-i clearly got some inspo when I got to Haji's

-im not going in order and inspo for 'samu came

-wow it's 1am. nice

-you would not believe your eyes if 10 million fireflies said that yoomi let me hold his hand

-a cat has decided to lay on me

-this cat really made me put pet shop in yuu's huh idk what to write for that ball of energy

-it's 1:36 and I have no idea what to write for Toshi and Sunarin

-kunimi's might be my favourite ngl

-what am i supposed to write for my bby Suna

-i've done it. it's 2:05am but i did it.

[bunnyywritings]

Hi! I'm glad to have found your blog!😊 can I ask for 3 and 5 from the prompt list with Shoto Todoroki pls? Todoroki and reader are best friends (secretly with feelings for each other)? And could it be aged up! to college age please if that's okay? (oh, and one last thing, sorry for asking so much👉👈 if possible without spoilers from the manga or heroes rising movie pls? I still need to catch up on those) thank u so much💕💕 and i'm sorry for being annoying with so many questions

it’s about time

AgedUp!Shoto Todoroki x gn!reader

prompts #3 “I’ve got you.” & #5 “I’ll always be here.”

[a/n: lmao I have absolutely no good reason for this gif but Hello there my love! I’m glad you find my blog too 🥺 no need to apologize, you weren’t being annoying at all❣️I really enjoyed writing this one. I avoided any spoilers, there’s mention of the USJ attack but that was season one so....yeah. Thank you so much for requesting✨ feel free to send in another any time! enjoy! -yours truly, bunnyy -`ღ´- ps. the prompts are in bold, there are mentions of alcohol and it gets a bit suggestive at the end 🥵]

Sendai Tech was the top university for heroes and those in hero support. Getting into uni was effortless. Graduating at the top of your class at UA was to thank for that. A lot of class 1-A went on to Sendai and some went straight into the hero business. You had been attending Sendai and working part-time patrols at Bakugou’s hero agency, he had risen in the ranks quite quickly, taking a spot in the top 5. Todoroki had also been working part-time patrols at Midoriya’s agency, refusing his father’s invitation for full time work. The both of you wanted to start an agency together so you had enrolled in the business course they offered at Sendai.

Why did Todoroki want to start an agency with you, you might ask? Well, the answer was quite simple yet still perplexing to some people. You were his best friend. Though neither of you cared to admit that the title ‘best friend’ wasn’t enough, you both wanted more than that but the fear of ruining a perfectly good friendship was strong. You had told yourself multiple times, you’d rather have him as a friend than not at all. And the possibility that admitting your feelings and not having them returned was painful.

You first met him when you were little. You heard someone crying as you made you way passed the towering fence that surrounded his home. You had been returning from playing with some of the neighborhood kids and you had offered him half your cookie. You learned his name and why he was sad. Needless to say, your hate for Endeavor started early on. You had never seen his face but you made your way to the fence every day after school to share your snacks and stories about your day with the sad boy but one day, he didn’t show up. One day turned into two, and three until you also decided to stop showing up. I wasn’t until your first day at UA did you find out what he looked like. He surprisingly remembered you and profusely apologized for suddenly disappearing and you picked up where you left off.

Natsuo and Fuyumi knew about this and would be adamant about asking their little brother when he’d finally admit his feelings to you during their weekly sibling dinners only to roll their eyes when he said, ‘She sees me as a friend and nothing more. I don’t really plan on risking our friendship with a stupid lapse of judgment.’

It was the same for Bakugou and Eijiro when you’d go get drinks with them on Friday nights. They’ve known about your crush since high school. Heck, everyone did. And they were getting tired of hearing your drunken pining about the icy-hot boy.

“Look idiot, stop crying over how much you love him...you’re ruining the vibe.” Bakugou grumbled as you pouted at him.

“There’s no need to be rude, you angry explosion freak. I will cry over a boy for as long as I want.” You slurred, taking a bite of a chicken wing.

“You wouldn’t need to cry over one if you just told him how you feel. It’s that simple.” He leaned back against the couch, lazily taking a sip of his beer. Kirishima chuckled at the deja vu that suddenly hit him.

Every Friday you’d go over to their shared apartment for beers and pizza. Usually to relax after a stressful week of school and work, and without fail, you and Bakugou would have the exact same conversation. It was like clockwork. Exactly after two beers and three or four slices of pizza later, you’d confess your love for Shoto Todoroki before turning gloomy and pouting that he’d never love you the same way. You’d usually pout while eating a chicken wing or two. This never failed to amuse the red head. No matter how much Bakugou complained, he had a soft spot for you. During your days at UA, Mina and Denki had taken it upon themselves to let you into the Baku-squad after passing the 𝓋𝒾𝒷𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝑒𝒸𝓀. Since then, Bakugou had complained and complained but once he saw that you were powerful enough to hold your own during the USJ attack, he deemed you worthy of his respect. Thus meaning you had earned his friendship as well. Many of their classmates had gotten together after graduation, even Bakugou admitted that he had feelings for the spiky red head sitting next to him.

“Come on (y/n), you should tell him. I think you’d be surprised with how silly you’re being.” Kirishima grinned his usual happy go-lucky grin.

“Exactly! You’re not a wimp, are you? Even that idiot Deku confessed to chubby cheeks already! Are you trying to tell me that you’re wimpier than broccoli head!?”

“Maybe I am a wimp.” You stick your tongue out childishly at the angry blonde.

“I don’t remember hiring a wimp.”

“Well you did, so deal with it.” You frowned as you took a greedy sip of the beer you were nursing.

After a couple of hours later, you were drunk. Very, very drunk. And it wasn’t too pretty. You were an emotional drunk, with only two available emotions. Sad and angry. Both Bakugo and Kirishima were glad it seemed you were the former, this time around. Snuggling as you settled onto their couch.

“Uh Uh. Nope!” Bakugou tutted. “You are not staying the night.”

“But Bakubro!” You whined, hugging a pillow cushion to your chest. “You know who is in my dorm.” You looked around cautiously. “Shoto is in there.” You whispered as if it were the biggest secret in the planet.

“That’s what you get for requesting him as a dorm mate. Now come on.” He lifted you up and tossed you over his shoulder. “You’re lucky I’m switching my afternoon patrol with your morning one. There’s no way in hell I’m letting you patrol hungover.” He grabbed your bag and made his way to the door. “Eiji, give me my wallet. I’m getting her a cab.”

“You’re not gonna leave her by herself, are you?”

“Of course not.” He hissed, “What kind of idiot do you take me for? Why the hell would I leave her alone like this.” He pointed at your slouched form for emphasis.

Once out in the chilly evening, he called a cab. Thankful that there were still some running at 1am. He grabbed your phone and found Shoto’s contact, holding the phone to his ear with one hand and holding your head up with the others as he huffed in annoyance when the line kept ringing and ringing before it finally stopped.

“H-hello? (Y/n)?” The groggy voice on the other end spoke first.

“I’m on my way to drop off your idiot, half and half bastard. You better be outside to help them up to your dorm.” And he hung up. Confused, Todoroki got out of bed and slipped on a sweater and some sneakers before heading down to the lobby. Eyes squinted with discomfort at the sudden bright lights of the hallway. He stepped outside and stood at the curb. He was slightly concerned, he knew that Bakugou and Kirishima wouldn’t let anything happen to you but why did he need to help you? Did you get hurt? His thoughts were quelled when a cab pulled in right in front of him. Bakugou had stepped out first, helping you out after him and grumbling at the driver to wait.

“She drank too much. Make sure she doesn’t choke on her own vomit or something.”

“Thanks Bakugou.” He mumbled as he steadied you on your feet.

“Bye Bakubro~!” You waved cheerily.

“Yeah whatever. I expect you to be at the agency at 1pm sharp. Get some rest.”

“Yes sir!” You exaggerated a salute as he rolled his eyes and got back into the cab. Todoroki’s eyes widened when you slung your arms around his neck and cuddled into him.

“You’re so warm Shoto.” The way you had basically purred his name made his cheeks flush a deep red.

“R-right.” He cleared his throat. “Let’s get you inside.” You decided to wrap your legs around his waist, finding great comfort in being in his arms. He obliged and hooked his hands under your thighs to make sure you wouldn’t fall and as he made his way back inside, he tried to ignore the feeling of your plush thighs against his palms. Locking the door to your shared dorm behind him, he made his way to your room. He placed you gently on your bed, kneeling down to unlace your shoes and pull them off your feet.

“You’re so gentle, Sho...” you hummed sleepily, eyes closed with a cute grin on your lips. He left your comment unanswered seeing that he’d be a stuttering mess if he had. He made his way over to the head of the bed and combed your hair back.

“Sweet dreams, (y/n).” He kissed a feather soft kiss on your forehead. He chuckled when you made a soft grunt of disapproval when his warmth left you.

“Sho...don’t leave me.” You whimpered, eyes slowly opening as they shone with tears. “Don’t go.” He frowned and couldn’t help but think that there was an underlying fear with that statement, other than just wanting to cuddle. So, he peeled off his hoodie and pulled back the covers and slid in next to you. In an instant, you clutched onto him.

“What’s wrong?” He asked as he nudged your chin with his knuckle, making you look right into those beautiful bicolored eyes. You tears had started to slide down your pink cheeks.

“I don’t want you to leave me, Shoto.”

“Why would I leave you?” He was confused, he knew this could just be an alcohol induced insecurity but he knew you enough to know that the fear in your eyes was genuine.

“Because I-“ you paused, unsure if now was the time. Sighing as the liquid courage urged you to continue. “Because I like you. More than I should, more than a best friend should. But I can’t help it and I don’t want to ruin what we already have by making you uncomfortable.”

“Why would I be uncomfortable?” His voice was small but you heard it as he ran his thumb softly over your cheekbone.

“Because you don’t feel the same.” He remained quiet. He was bewildered, you had feelings for him too. He couldn’t believe it. However, you had taken his stunned silence in a negative way and started to cry even more.

“Shh.” He cooed as he pulled you into his chest. “I’ve got you, don’t worry. I’ve got you.” He decided to leave this conversation for the morning when you’d actually remember. There you two had laid for the rest of the early morning. He was always reminded that he slept better with you in his arms. There were a bunch of things that he did much better with you there. And he couldn’t wait to tell you.

You were confused but pleased when you were met with the sight and feeling of Todoroki’s bare chest. He was always so warm. Not to mention how muscular he was. You definitely didn’t mind when he’d walk around the dorm shirtless right after a shower. The feeling of bile starting to make its way up your throat, you ripped yourself from his arms and ran to the bathroom. The sudden movement startled him awake and when he heard the retching noise come from the bathroom, he was quick to get in his feet and make his way to you. Pulling your hair from your face and rubbing four back soothingly as you expelled the contents of your stomach. Once you finished, you groaned. Staying in your position hunched over the toilet bowl just in case.

“Why don’t you take a shower. I’ll make you some breakfast.” He suggested softly as he helped you up. Embarrassed, you nodded quietly, watching as he shut the door behind him. Not bothering to lock it, you stripped and hopped in the shower. While you where in there, you tried to make sense of anything that happened the night before but all you could remember was being at Bakugou’s place, then a cab, then with Shoto and—The memory of the words you had exchanged swept through your mind and you groaned. Maybe he wouldn’t remember...right?

The cool water of the shower seemed to have soothed your hangover a bit as you made your way to your room and pulled on some sweats, grabbing Shoto’s hoodie from the ground and pulling that on as well. The smell of fresh coffee called you to the little kitchenette. Grabbing a mug gratefully, you leaned against the counter and took a sip of the dark liquid.

“So...do you remember anything from last night?” He asked tentatively, you gasped and inhaled some of the coffee. You coughed, putting the mug down and cleared your throat.

“I do.” You nodded slowly, a pink blush crawling up your neck. “And I understand if you want to go, sorry if-“

“Who said anything about going anywhere.” He cut you off, there was a sly smile playing on his lips. “I never said I didn’t feel the same way.”

“...”

“What?” He seemed amused at your confusion. “Wait, are you serious?” He approached you. His arms trapping you against the counter.

“I think—no. I know.” He looked down into your eyes, one hand coming up to caress your jaw. “I love you, (y/n). I have for a long time.” His confession made you feel warm inside, your heart swelling in happiness.

“I love you too, Sho.” Your lips met in a sweet kiss, lips moving together to convey all the pent up emotions you were feeling. You smiled into it as it got a bit more passionate. Your hands coming up to run through his hair.

Breathlessly, you pulled away.

“You never need to worry about me leaving. I’ll always be here.” He explained softly, nuzzling your nose with his.

“Really?” You asked happily.!

“Mhmm, you’re mine.” And with that, his lips met your hungrily. Lifting you up on the counter, and standing in between your legs. His hands gripped your hips as he began to trail kisses down your neck. Nibbling and tugging at the skin with his teeth. “And I’m gonna show you just how long I’ve waited.” His voice was deep with lust. Tugging down the bottoms you just changed into, he sunk to his knees in between your thighs.

Needless to say, he made you his. And you had no complaints.

You showed up to the Ground Zero Agency 5 minutes late.

“Oi! I thought I said to not be late!” Bakugou shouted as you put your bag in your locker.

“Sorry, I uh got preoccupied with something.” You stuttered as you avoided his eye line as you turned to face him. He smirked when he saw the bruised skin on your neck, your hero suit barely covering them.

“Eijiro!” He chuckled wildly. “You owe me $30!” Footsteps rushed into the room and there stood the red head with wide eyes.

“Finally!” He shouted. Pulling out his wallet and giving Bakugou the money. “I’m not even mad.” Grinning, he gave you a sly look. “It was about time.”

[sparklingskz]

shoot your shot | hwang hyunjin

▸ genre: fluff, basketball player! hyunjin

▸ description: the evolution from being on your phone during basketball games to staring at a certain hwang hyunjin.

▸ word count: 3.9k

▸ warnings: swearing

▸ a/n: i had to include bandana hyunjin in there somewhere im sorry lmao also this was proofread at 1am so I apologize for any mistakes >.<

“COME ON!! SHOOT IT, MINHO!!”

Jisung’s shouting instantly made you look up from your phone, pausing the pretty interesting game of Angry Birds you had going on. A second later, you saw how the ball was thrown in the direction of the hoop, and it circled the rim a few times before it finally went in. The referee blew his whistle right before loud cheers filled the auditorium, Jisung still screaming for Minho.

The game resumed its normal course, and you went back to your phone. That didn’t last long, though.

“Are you really going to stay on your phone the whole game?” Jisung asked, plopping down on the bleachers right beside you.

“Hey! I look up when they score,” you tried to defend yourself.

“Yeah, but you’re missing all the action.”

You rolled your eyes. “You just continue cheering for your boyfriend, I’m fine over here.”

“He’s not my boyfriend,” Jisung mumbled, avoiding your gaze.

“Sure,” you smiled and went back to your phone.

Well, it was true that you weren’t really paying attention to the game that was happening in front of you. However, you were actually there, sitting in the bleachers, and that probably counted as school spirit, right? Right. 

In all honesty, attending the games wasn’t the worst thing ever. Yes, you weren’t really invested in your school team, but with Jisung cheering right beside you it sometimes made you want to cheer for them too. They were known faces in the halls, almost everyone wanting to talk to them and admirers seeking for some kind of interaction.

How Jisung was able to catch Lee Minho’s attention will forever remain a mystery, though. What you knew is that they were on speaking terms, and according to your best friend that didn’t happen to just anyone. They were the popular guys, but they weren’t assholes. Thankfully.

Back to the gym, after some time the game ended, your school’s team scoring another victory for their bag. After everything was wrapped up, everyone started to exit the place, chatting animatedly about the game they had just witnessed. You saw how Jisung had his eyes fixed on Minho, who was drinking water along with the rest of his team.

“Are you going to go and say hi?” you asked, hitting his arm playfully.

“Wouldn’t that be too much?” He eyed him with a hint of nervousness in his gaze.

“Nah, you should go for it. I’m going home though, so good luck!” You quickly pushed him (softly, of course) in Minho’s direction and started heading to the exit, not before a low “asshole” was heard coming out from your best friend’s mouth.

-

So, remember how you said you didn’t really know any of your school’s basketball team members? That changed the day right after the game you attended.

You were making your way through the school halls towards your locker, text books in hand and backpack secured over your shoulder. Everything went to shit when you felt your phone ringing in your pocket, and you had to start maneuvering very carefully as to not drop your books and to manage to get your phone out.

You knew you had failed when, all of a sudden, you clashed with another body and you both almost fell down to the floor together, but managed to stay with both feet on the ground. Sadly, your books weren’t so lucky.

As you were about to lean down to pick them up, the other person beat you to it, handing them back to you in a swift motion. 

“I’m so sorry, I was totally not watching where I was going,” the boy said, straightening up. That’s when you noticed he was one of the guys from the basketball team, as you remember seeing him in the court.

“No worries, it was my fault too,” you said, throwing him a small smile.

He reciprocated your smile, and you noticed how his eyes crinkled when he did. “I’m Hwang Hyunjin, and you?” he asked.

Oh, that’s a name you had definitely heard of. Main player of the team, most popular, best grades, good looking… You get the gist.

“I’m y/n,” you responded. “What had you in such a rush?”

“I wanted to find our coach before class to ask him about our next practice.” He shrugged. “Do you go to the basketball games?”

“Most of them, yeah.” He didn’t have to know you spent basically all of the time on your phone, though.

“How come I haven’t seen you, then? I feel like I know our crowd pretty well.” He tilted his head in curiosity.

“Uh, I don’t look up much, I guess.”

Hyunjin chuckled. “Well, I’m going to search for you during our next game, so you better be there and cheering.”

“Is that a threat?” you asked, your voice adopting a playful tone.

“Guess you’ll have to find out.” He shrugged, right as the bell rang to signal the start of the school day. “I need to run to class, so see you later!”

“See you!” you said as he turned around and started walking in what presumably was the direction of his classroom.

You were about to head to your locker to quickly put your books away when a very agitated Han Jisung appeared next to you.

“Were you just talking to Hwang Hyunjin?” he inquired.

“Uh, yes?”

“Holy shit, how did you do it? He’s like, the coolest guy on the team,” he said excitedly. “After Minho, of course,” he added as an afterthought, and you laughed.

“We ran into each other and it made me drop my books. He just asked for my name, nothing very special.” You shrugged.

“Of course it’s special, it was Hwang Hyunjin,” he said in a “duh” tone.

“Stop exaggerating and let’s go to class.” You quickly closed your locker and started walking in the direction of your classroom, thought about a certain boy flooding your head.

-

During the next basketball game, you could definitely say you were paying attention now. Rather than your focus being completely on the game, though, your eyes seemed to be following only one player.

Hwang Hyunjin, of course.

He was quick on his feet, passing the ball amongst his team with skill probably only acquired through long hours of practice. You could tell he was pretty good, scoring almost all the times he threw the ball to the opposite team’s hoop.

(Also, he was wearing a bandana, which made him look disgustingly good. But that’s just an extra fact.)

All the staring could come off as stalkerish, so you tried diverting your attention from the boy every once in a while. This resulted in you finding out that basketball was actually kind of fun to watch, so you quickly joined in on the cheering for your school’s team (not being as loud as Jisung, though).

Suddenly half time rolled around, and the team gathered in the sidelines of the court to drink some water and speak amongst themselves. That’s was the moment you saw Hyunjin scanning the crowd, and when his gaze landed on you he broke out in a smile and nodded his head at you. Ignoring your kind-of-fast heartbeat, you waved and smiled back in his direction, right before he turned his attention back to his friends.

The game resumed, and you could say that Hyunjin’s gaze met yours a few more times after he noticed your presence. Right after scoring, his eyes would quickly meet yours in the crowd and a small smile would adorn his lips when he found you cheering for his team. You didn’t know why he was suddenly… interested? in you, but the easiest thing to do was to blame the text books incident.

With the blow of a whistle the game came to an end, your school’s team getting the win, of course. Like last time, chatter filled the gym as everyone was leaving, but Jisung again had his eyes fixed on the sidelines, or, more specifically, on Minho.

“I’m going over there, so I’ll talk to you later?” He asked, running a hand through his hair in an attempt to make it look good.

You looked over to see where Minho was standing, and spotted Hyunjin right next to him, chugging a bottle of water, hair pushed back.

“I’ll go with you,” you said, earning a surprised look from Jisung. Then, he glanced over in the direction you were looking and a knowing smile took over his lips.

“Oh, that’s why,” he muttered, nodding towards Hyunjin.

“Shut up.” You didn’t say anything more, and the both of you started heading towards the boys. Once there, you were regretting the decision just a little bit.

(The bandana looked better up close.)

Thankfully, Jisung engaged in conversation first. “Good game guys! You played really well.”

“Thank you Jisungie, glad to see you cheering.” Minho smiled widely towards the boy, and you noted the nickname he used. You would have to tease Jisung about it later. Then, the both of them started talking between themselves, leaving you and Hyunjin in a somewhat awkward silence. You turned to glance at him, and he spoke first.

“So you came, huh?” he said, smiling.

“I told you, I always come to the games.”

“But this time I actually noticed you were here, so it’s completely different.”

“Oh? How so?” You tilted your head, trying to tease him a little.

He seemed to think for a moment, but didn’t arrive to any conclusion. “Just is.” He shrugged.

“Bet you say that to everyone,” you said in a playful manner.

“Hey! Don’t make me sound like a player, I’m not.” He pouted. “I hardly talk to people outside of the team.”

He’s talking to you, though, your brain helpfully provided, before you promptly shut it up.

You didn’t have a chance to respond, as he changed the topic. “Well, how was the game?”

“It was pretty fun to watch, to be honest. Everyone on the team is really good, I can’t imagine how hard you guys practice." 

"How about you see for yourself? You should swing by sometime; we practice every day after class.”

Oh? You weren’t expecting him to just casually invite you to watch him practice. Did it mean anything? Was it because he wanted you there? Did he think you were just interested in the sport? Were you overthinking this? Most probably.

“Oh, I’ll try to see if I can make it one of these days,” you replied.

That’s when Minho suddenly irrupted in your conversation. “Was that an invitation to our practice I just heard?” He raised his eyebrows in Hyunjin’s direction, directing him a sly smile.

“Maybe,” Hyunjin responded, and you noted how his cheeks turned a bit pink.

“Oh! Would love to see you there, y/n,” Minho said in an overly sweet tone, directing an even more overly sweet smile towards you. You could bet it was just to tease Hyunjin.

You were a bit unsure but still smiled in return, turning to shoot a look at Jisung that basically said “hey I think it’s time we leave now”.

Jisung thankfully got the message, and quickly spoke. “Well, we have to get going now,” he said with a pout, which Minho also returned. “We’ll catch up with you guys later, or in practice like some other people.” He directed a pointed look at you.

You rolled your eyes at your best friend, then quickly exchanged your goodbyes with the boys so you could leave the gym, going up the stairs towards the doors.

“I hate you,” you hushedly told Jisung.

“You love me,” was the only thing he retaliated.

-

Turns out now you had an invitation to watch the team’s basketball practice, and you were really unsure as if you should use it or not. Wouldn’t it be weird?

Well, other people watched practice all the time. Mostly admirers of the boys, to be completely honest. Because of this, you being there shouldn’t be that weird, right? Right?

Between all these thoughts and words of encouragement from Jisung (Hwang Hyunjin invited you to his damn practice and you’re gonna waste the opportunity?? you realize he’s going to be sweaty and hot???) you ultimately decided to give it a try and go. But you weren’t going to watch the whole thing; you would go and watch, like, the last fifteen minutes. That would be enough.

And thank God you decided that, because when you entered the gym and settled on a seat towards the back, the moment you spotted Hyunjin with his messy hair, throwing the ball around with his teammates,  you knew it was better that you weren’t there for the whole duration of the practice. You weren’t sure you would’ve survived, in all honesty.

The same way it had happened during the actual game, Hyunjin looked over to the bleaches and his gaze met yours, and he smiled and threw a small wave at you. You waved back, a bit of shyness taking over you as the rest of the people watching glanced in your direction, probably thinking “who did Hwang Hyunjin just wave to”.

You spent the rest of practice just watching in silence, your eyes following Hyunjin’s movements most of the time. They were organizing and trying out some plays and strategies for their next game, and you could definitely tell that they all had pretty amazing skills. Especially Hyunjin, who didn’t own the title of captain for nothing; he was one of the fastest players out there, leading his team to victory with very well timed passes and shots to the hoop. Plus, his concentrated face when talking to the rest was attractive, you weren’t going to lie.

Some time later practice was called to an end, and you watched as Hyunjin said goodbye to his friends before looking over at you. He motioned for you to come down to the court with him, and you did exactly so, ignoring the way your heart sped up a little when you finally arrived next to him.

“Hey! I’m happy you made it,” he said with a smile.

“Yeah, I had some free time after finishing an assignment and decided to swing by. Nice practice, by the way.”

“Oh, thank you. Wanna sit?” He pointed to the benches right next to you.

With a nod of your head you both sat down, Hyunjin putting down the basketball ball he was holding previously on the floor. You immediately fell into an easy conversation, chatting about school, your interests, and anything, really. You discovered Hyunjin was a very easy person to talk to, as he always seemed to have the right thing to say, and he listened attentively when it was your turn to talk.

After a while, everyone had already left the gym, but you didn’t really feel like leaving yet. That’s when Hyunjin pointed to the ball resting at his feet and asked, “Have you ever played basketball?”

“Never have touched one of those in my life, if I’m being honest with you,” you quickly admitted.

With that, Hyunjin stood up. “Well, you’re going to do it now. Come on, up.” He motioned for you to stand up and started walking towards one of the hoops.

You rose from your seat and followed him, a feeling close to dread filling your every step. You weren’t really in a position to feel confident in your basketball abilities when Hyunjin, also known the best player out there, was present and paying complete attention to you.

He started to show you how to dribble the ball, which, fair enough, wasn’t so difficult. Then, you just started moving around passing the ball between you two, which caused it to escape from your hands a couple of times. After a few tries, though, the movements and the ball started to feel more familiar and less awkward. Finally, it was time to try shooting it to the hoop.

Firstly, Hyunjin demonstrated how to do it, explaining how your hands should go, how much strength to use, and how to throw the ball. You probably missed around half of the explanation, but it was totally not because of the fact that you were staring at him instead of listening. Definitely not.

Then it was your turn, and you tried copying what Hyunjin had done, and threw the ball. It lacked a bit of direction and you probably used too much strength, as it landed right behind where it was supposed to go. 

Hyunjin quickly let out a “don’t worry, we’ll try again.” He went to get the ball, and returned to his position next to you.

“Look,” he said, and handed you the ball, moving so he was standing right behind you. “Your hands go here.” He put his hands over yours and raised them so the ball was hovering in front of you, and adjusted your hold of it so your hands could be in the right position (mind you, they were still under his.) “Bend your knees a little, and then… shoot!” He impulsed the ball with his hands along with you, the both of you throwing it towards the hoop with a swift motion.

And it went in.

“There you go!” Hyunjin exclaimed, and you turned around to celebrate with him, when you noticed his hands were kind of still holding yours and you were pretty close to his face.

Time seemed to stop as you started into Hyunjin’s eyes, and he stared right back, still holding you. You noticed him shooting a quick glance to your lips, and you felt your heart skip a beat.

“Y/n… Can I-” he started saying.

In that very moment, you heard the gym doors open with a loud noise, and the both of you quickly moved away from each other as if you were struck by electricity, looking over to the now opened doors. There stood Minho, his eyes comically open and his mouth forming an “o” shape.

“Uhm, I left my phone here, let me just-” he said as he very quickly ran down the gym stairs, grabbed his phone and went back up, you and Hyunjin following his every movement with your eyes as neither of you wanted to look at each other. When Minho closed the doors behind him, you seemed to snap out of it.

Before Hyunjin could say anything, you quickly blurted an “I need to go.” You made a beeline for the stairs, grabbing your things in the process and ignoring Hyunjin calling your name as you exited the gym.

-

What would any sensible human being do after almost kissing their crush and getting ultimately embarrassed in the process?

Avoid them, of course.

Some progress was made, though: after staying up that night overthinking every little interaction with the boy, you arrived to the conclusion that maybe you did have a crush on him. It developed really quickly, the few times you had talked being enough for your feelings to grow. You still needed to get to know him better, but that could be arranged.

(Not when you’re avoiding him, your brain helpfully provided.)

Jisung had a very strong opinion on the topic, assuring you that Hyunjin returned your feelings and that you shouldn’t be turning in the other direction every time he appeared around a corner. He also promised to scold Minho for interrupting your “moment” in the gym (he was actually mad at him, which made you laugh), as who knew what would’ve happened if he didn’t come in at that precise instant. 

Even with Jisung’s constant pestering, you weren’t really confident in facing Hyunjin again. Yes, he was the one that may have tried to initiate something, but you still were unsure (hey, you didn’t say you were being reasonable, just scared). In conclusion, you would avoid him until further notice.

Well, your plan went to shit pretty fast.

About a week after the incident, you were walking in the direction of your next class alongside Jisung, who was animatedly telling you about the new song he was in the process of composing. Then, all of a sudden you felt someone go up to you and an “excuse me” being blurted towards Jisung. The person then started to drag you by the arm in the opposite direction with them, and that’s when you noticed that it was none other than Hyunjin. Of course it had to be.

Your pleas of “Hyunjin, let me go!” and “What are you doing?” were completely ignored, as the boy just kept guiding you to God knows where. The students who were in the halls turned to look at you two in curiosity until you arrived in front of a door, which Hyunjin opened and dragged you inside with him. He quickly closed it, and turned the lights on.

You were inside a fucking supply closet.

“You’re avoiding me.” Hyunjin blurted out before you could say anything, crossing his arms.

“Well, hello to you too,” you said in a sarcastic tone.

“You’re avoiding me,” he repeated himself, emphasizing the words.

“No I’m not! We didn’t really talk before, so when you think of it nothing’s really that different.” You were really trying to talk your way out of this one, it seemed.

“I was and am interested in talking to you now, and you aren’t letting me.” You were about to retaliate again, but he was faster. “You literally turn around every time you see me.”

You weren’t really sure about what to say next, because he was right. However, the silence didn’t last long, as Hyunjin was the one who spoke again.

"Did- did I mess things up? The last thing I wanted was to make you uncomfortable, I’m really sorry if I did,” he said, softening his hard exterior a little.

“No no,” you were quick to reassure him. “It’s my fault. I was, uhm, embarrassed after everything that happened, and didn’t really know how to face you.” You were looking at the floor now.

“So you aren’t mad about the fact that I tried to kiss you?” He inquired, and he suddenly took one step closer to you.

You looked up, and your heart skipped a beat at the proximity. “No, I’m not,’ you muttered, looking into his eyes. You noted how pretty they were, a little mole decorating a spot under one of them.

"So… Does that mean I can kiss you right now?” He stepped even closer, your faces mere centimeters apart.

Despite the way your heart was thumping inside your chest, you didn’t hesitate to respond with a nod of your head. Not even a second later Hyunjin’s lips were on yours, your eyes closing and hands immediately settling around his neck, while his found a place on your waist.

Holy shit, you were actually kissing Hwang Hyunjin.

The kiss was soft and slow, the both of you acting a bit timid around each other but still being in complete sync. Being this close to him caused you to experiment a different kind of rush; you wanted to keep kissing him forever.

For your dismay, humans need oxygen to breathe, so you broke apart after a few moments. However, your faces remained impossibly close, and you were still holding each other.

“Go on a date with me,” Hyunjin whispered as if he was trying not to ruin the moment, looking softly into your eyes.

His words caused you to break into a smile. “Of course,” you replied, and you felt like a big weight was lifted of your shoulders.

Hyunjin smiled too, and leaned forward to reconnect your lips.