#anyways ✨ turn arounds bby!!!

[0xochitlsketches0]

As the poets say, You spin me right 'round, baby, right 'round~ ✨

[cheonstapes]

😝 omg I absolutely loved the way u wrote spider barbie!!! Thanks again so much!! 💕✨

If it’s not too much of a bother, I would like to send in another request lol. 😅 (unless there’s a limit on how many requests can be sent, I completely understand 😊)

I would like to request Miguel O’Haraxfem!Jessica rabbit inspired reader. She’s the most beautiful & generous spider woman across the multiverse, which makes sense since she’s also the most desired among the spiders. Maybe one day she’s hanging out w/ her friends (Miles, Gwen, Hobie, Pavitr, & Peter) at the spider society cafeteria when everyone in the group could be discussing their Valentine’s Day plans. Until they decide to ask her if she has a date or any upcoming plans (The spider gang not knowing she’s already married to Miguel 😂) When asked she just zones out and has flashbacks about all the multiple dates her and miguel went on throughout the multiverse, including the spicy times they shared together~ 😉

When asked again, she lets them know tht she’s already in an established relationship w/ Miguel; which makes the spider gang’s jaws drop bcuz even though miguel is a good looking guy they can’t understand how a ray of sunshine like her ended up with someone as serious and angry like Miguel 😂

The spider gang could ask: “What do u see in tht guy?!?!” 😱 Spider-reader: “He makes me laugh..😏”

Thanks again! 😊🙏🏻

miguel o'hara stars in... 'WAIT...YOU'RE ROGER RABBIT?' (°ロ°) !

a/n ~ i absolutely love jessica rabbit, girlboss, she's so hot. TYSM for this request my love!!!! there's never a limit ( ` ω ´ ) send as many as you want bby 💗 i went a little overboard but this was so fun to write!! ALSO ITS MIGUELS BIRTHDAY!!

summary; it's valentine's day at hq, and everyone can't help but wonder why you're still single.

pairing; miguel o'hara x reader

wc; 2.3k+

cw; FLUFF!! SMUT!!, secret relationship, pining, no one can believe you n miguel are together, loss of virginity, m!masturbation, pillow fuckin, fleshlights, miguel fucks an ai you, first time, established relationship, reader is very popular, day dreaming abt miguel (real), they're just in love, nawt proofread - crying over this

valentine’s day at hq was always fun - for you least.

every year since you joined the spider society it seemed like the gifts would multiply - what stared out as some cute cards and a couple boxes of chocolate eventually turned into bouquets of roses, teddies, gifts, and even declaration’s of love. it was all flattering, honestly. to know that so many people admired you was a great feeling, even if you can’t reciprocate - it’s the sentiment that counts. but unfortunately you were already spoken for - by none other than your own boss, your fiancé, miguel. 

having started with such a beloved reputation was one of the main reasons your husband-to-be actually avoided you at first. it was like you had your own personal fan club - spiders’ following you around where you go, people offering to by you lunch, begging miguel to put you on a mission with them, showering you with compliments. you were really irritating to him, another distraction he didn’t have the time to deal with - not that he wanted to anyway. well, that was until he did. 

gradually, he started to notice how your eyes would light up when you’d see something you like, how you’d wear that one perfume thats scent would linger a bit too long in the air, ages after you’ve already sped off down the hallway. he warmed up to you eventually, leading to you two spending a lot more time together. little dates in the different universes, him picking up a little souvenir for you on missions and you doing the same - eventually leading to you two moving in together, and then him proposing. keeping you two’s relationship a secret was a decision that you both had to make, considering how popular you were and that miguel’s your boss. so every valentine’s day, you both celebrate together privately in miguel’s nueva york condo - exchanging gifts and kisses, drinking till you fall asleep in each other’s arms. this year, however, was a little different. 

hiding a relationship isn’t the easiest thing in the word, especially at a time like this - when all you want to do is pounce on your fiancé every time you see him ’n kiss him till you’re both breathless. it was getting tiring. it’s the day of love and you can’t do the one thing the day is about, love someone. you’d both send lingering glances at each other throughout the day, sneaky touches when no one’s looking, maybe even a few quick make out sesh’s in miguel’s office. you both knew you wouldn’t make it through the rest of the day, eventually separating as you sat in the canteen with some of your spider-friends - ones miguel wasn’t very keen on eating lunch with, leading to him retreating back to his office alone. 

the table was buzzing as everyone mentioned their plans for the day - miles taking gwen to his universe on a little day out that he swears isn’t a date, pav and gayatri going to her new movie, peter and mj having someone babysit mayday so they can go on a long-overdue date, and hobie - well, he doesn’t believe in valentine’s, i guess. you so badly wanted to join in, silently chewing on your ’spider-man 2099’ themed burger. your fiancé was basically everywhere, how can you not miss him - even if he’s just a couple minutes walk from you. it was bittersweet, to say the least, to listen to your friends so passionately- 

“hey, y/n, any plans this year? please tell me you’re finally dating someone.” the sudden voice made you jump, eyes widening as you look at the culprit, a sly smile on her face. “uhhh, n-no not really.” that was a lie. the whole table groaned their complaints, all still in disbelief that you’re still not seeing anyone. “you serious? love, look at you - and look at them.” hobie gestures to the crowd forming behind the table, all of them holding some sort of gift for you - some more…extravagant than the rest. “there’s no way that you can’t find someone, babe.” i mean, technically, he was right - you could practically get anyone you wanted. but, you already got what you want, and that’s miguel. 

he’s your everything. despite the turbulent start you both had, it was all worth it in the end. miguel loves like you’re his last - which you are, and his first too - in all aspects. hearing your boss was a virgin was even more shocking then him admitting his feelings for you - cause, like, how? you tried so hard not to laugh, he couldn’t be serious. it turns out he was very, very, very serious. you felt so bad, running up to him and holding him tightly - reassuring him that is was ok, that there was nothing wrong with being a virgin no matter his age. you took it slow for the first few months, nothing more than heated kisses and a bit of groping but it never went further than that. to be honest, you were scared. miguel was nothing short of impatient to feel you, to finally sink his cock into you after centuries of you denying him of that. you knew, of course, how desperate he was - but it was a big deal to you. the thing was, you were a virgin too. it was too sudden to mention so you went with keeping it a secret, but damn was it getting harder to not give in. the thought of him leaving after fucking you was at the forefront of your mind, you obviously knew he wouldn’t - but men are still men, right?

when he did find out, it went a hell of a lot better than you expected it to. both of you deciding to take your time learning each other’s bodies, exploring new likes and dislikes, discovering new kinks, and overall - strengthening the love you both hold for each other. your first time was magical. it was exactly three years ago now, on valentines day, sprawled out on miguel’s plush, king sized bed.

“f-fhhuck, feels so good, baby. are…are you doing ok, sweetheart?”

he was so attentive, making sure you felt as comfortable as possible, constantly asking if you’re feeling alright. it couldn’t have been more perfect. miguel’s large frame engulfed you as you sat in his. lap, his body pressed against the headboard. holding you close, he guided your hips slowly against his slick cock, the stretch momentarily caused a sharp pain to run through your body - miguel soothing you with sweet, wet kisses down the side of your sweaty neck. his large hands roamed your body, gripping your hips, waist, gently kneading your ass. the room felt hot, sweat mixing together as your hips move in tandem with his own - it was a prime example of love making. breathless kisses were shared, lips slotting together sloppily as you rode him eagerly - you were such a sight on top of him, a goddess sent just for him. “mig- baby, you’re so- shit, you’re so perfect.” no, you were perfect. soft skin pressing against his solid body, tits rubbing on his - slick running down his length. your moans were like a chorus of angels singing down to him, his heart almost pounding out of his chest from the love he feels for you. 

sharing a moment like this together was a turning point in your relationship. giving each other your virginities, connecting in a way you will never experience with anyone else - you were made for each other. his hips sped up, slamming into your sore cunt as he wrapped his arms around your waist. digging his feet into the soft sheets and pulling your hot body into his, lips latching onto your jaw. you still couldn’t believe he was a virgin before he met you. the way he moved, the way his tip would hit that one spot deep by your cervix, the way his thick fingers would caress your aching nipples - he had to have had some sort of experience. but the truth was, miguel had little to no sex drive. not feeling compelled at all to even rub one off, he was too busy after all - trying to keep the multiverse in tact. that all changed when he met you. suddenly, in his 30 years of living, did he have his first wet dream - and it was about you. 

he felt like a teenager again, learning things for the first time. watching porn for the first time was something, spending hours looking for a woman who looks somewhat like you - much to the interest and concern of LYLA. this was very serious to him, knowing that he would eventually fuck you - he would spend all his free time learning how to please you properly. tutorials, articles, and just plain amateur porn were his best friends. he would practice with his pillow, even buying a fleshlight to stick between it to just make it a little bit more realistic. at one point, he felt like he completely lost it. spending months learning how to fuck you wasn’t making him feel any better, he didn’t feel like he really knew how to please you. so what did he do? he made a holographic version of you, of course!

programming it to be exactly like you, using your measurements from when he made your suit to get your body as accurate as possible. it wasn’t really you, but it was good enough. he still had to work out the kinks but he was getting there. he ditched the porn completely, using ai you to progress instead. fucking an ai isn’t as easy as you think, but it was enough to help him figure out what positions he wants you in, even what ones you’d like statistically. miguel never did end up telling you about it, keeping ai you locked away in a secret folder. he was no stranger in letting you know how obsessed he was with you, but this was just embarrassing to him - and knowing you, he would never live this down. but don’t worry, LYLA’s always here to remind him time and time again. 

miguel was never the same after he lost his virginity to you - he became insatiable. it was like a switch flipped in his brain and suddenly he was always horny for you, quickies in his office becoming daily occurrences. speaking of quickies, you could feel his cum from earlier pooling in your panties right now- 

“yn? YN! is she- is she ok?” oh…you were at lunch still. everyone at the table was staring at. you with raised brows, silently intimidating you into spilling what you were so engrossed in to the point where you missed the whole conversation. you obviously weren’t about to tell them you were just thinking of their boss fucking you into next week, like come on - think about the kids, guys. “i…i, uh- it was nothing really. sorry about that, just zoned out for a sec.” it was something, someone as a matter of fact. you might as well tell them, what’s the harm in it? you’re only gonna get absolutely bombarded by everyone and anyone in hq but that’s the least of your worries. the table had seemingly moved on, chatting about their plans again before you jumped in - “actually, i do have plans.” that certainly got their attention. all eyes were on you, even the crowd still lingering behind perked up at your comment, leaning closer to hear what you had to say. 

“me ’n miguel were just gonna stay ho-“ 

“MIGUEL?!”

gasps. that’s all you could hear. everyones jaws were dropped, blinking their eyes at you like a bunch of frogs. “what? am i not allowed to spend time with my fiancé-“

“FIANCÈ?!”

it’s like every time you spoke it got worse, the table erupting in shouts of disbelief - it was getting difficult to speak over them, the constant questions being thrown at you were overwhelming to say the least. you weren’t obligated to explain yourself, love is love - even if it’s between someone as lovely and sweet as you, and someone as moody and feral as miguel. you guys made it work and that’s all that matters! someone else had something to say on the matter though, the commotion prompting miguel to emerge out of his cave and head straight to you.

“as i was saying, he’s my fiancé, we always spend valentines together. miguel is a great guy. yeah, he’s an asshole - but you just gotta get to know him.” you’re not wrong, miguel certainly seems to agree. the table went silent, staring up at his figure looming over you. “i don’t appreciate you guys harassing my wife. now, if you have no further questions - we have plans tonight, that don’t involve people prying into our privacy.” you spun around in your seat, looking up at him sheepishly. his eyes seemed to warm up at bit, a large hand reaching out to you - one that you immediately take. he held you close to him, interlocking your fingers tightly as he addressed the table. “and…our wedding is next year. you’re all only invited ‘cause she wanted you guys there. do not disappoint her.” with that, he turns on his heels, dragging you along with him - he didn’t want to deal with them anymore, not when he had the rest of the day to spend loving you instead. 

“baby, y’sure you’re ok with everyone knowing about…us?” that was a stupid question. of course he was, you’re his - and he’s yours. “you’re about to be my wife cariño, todo el mundo necesita saber que estás fuera de los límites - ‘specially that fuckin’ fan club of yours.” he was such a big baby, pouting like that. “oh my god! you’re jealous of a bunch of kids who have a little crush on me, babe. ‘sides, i think it’s quite cute - i got so much chocolate this year-“

“throw them away, i’m getting you all that and more.”

-cariño, todo el mundo necesita saber que estás fuera de los límites - sweetheart, everyone needs to know you're off limits

-the miguel figure on my dresser says hi!

[she-likesorchids]

hi my gorgeous and ethereal mandy ✨

first of all, congrats. it’s so well deserved darling 💘

i’m in a frankie mood, & am humbly requesting the grumpy & sunshine prompt with our favorite soft bad boy

“will you dance with me? please, pretty please!”

thank you thank you thank you 🫶🏻

COURT!

Thank you so much, bby! Sorry this took me a million years, but I hope you enjoy!

Just a fluffy lil thing about getting this grumpasaurus out of his shell. No pronouns used for reader.

Frank Castle doesn't dance.

Well, not since he lost his wife, anyway. He made a silent vow to himself that he'd never slow dance with another, because Lisa was his last dance partner.

He was content to just sit at the bar and sip his beer, but little did he know, he was being watched. You had been eyeing the handsome stranger sitting alone all night. There was no wedding ring in sight, and he didn't seem too social, so you figured he was drinking to forget someone or something. You decided that your night's mission was to make this man smile, so you bellied up to the bar and sat on the empty bar stool next to him.

"This seat taken handsome?"

Frank took another swig of his beer and replied, "Looks like it is now."

He was gonna be a tough nut to crack, but you liked a challenge.

"So, drinking alone? Hard day or broken heart?"

"You don't waste any time do you?" he asked without breaking his gaze at the TV behind the bar.

"Well, when I see something I want, I go get it," you smirked.

He finally turned around to face you, and you felt like he was staring into your soul.

"Is that right? I guess you don't take no for an answer, either."

"Nope," you made sure to put emphasis on the "ope".

You sat in silence for a moment, then one of your favorite songs came on. A waltz-y country ballad that was perfect for slow dancing, and your perfect chance to put a smile on this stranger's face.

"Oh, I LOVE this song," you exclaimed. “Will you dance with me? Please, pretty please!”

"What are the chances of you leaving me alone if I don't?

"Hmmmm, pretty much zero."

You hopped off the bar stool and held your hand out to him to invite him to dance. Frank shook his head and laughed, then stood up to accept your invitation. Mission accomplished.

He led you to the dance floor and put his hands on your waist, while you put your hands around his neck. The two of you started to sway back and forth to the music, and Frank smiled even wider.

"So, what's your name, cowboy?"

"Frank. My name is Frank."

[kimetsu-chan]

~Zeno Headcanons~

A/N: headcanons for my lovely wife, @larz-barz! I will probably add to these every now and then, I’ll reblog it when I do!

It is no secret that Zeno is tall

Like, man is a giant

A whole 6’1”(or 6’2”, I can’t remember-)

Point I’m trying to make is, he likes to carry people around

Like, even if the person is taller than him or the same height, he will swoop up behind them and carry the bridal style

He also likes putting people on his shoulders

Especially kids

OH MY GOSH HE LOVES KIDS

He has no siblings, so when he interacts with young children, he gets really happy

He wants to have at least 2-3 kids so they won’t grow up lonely like he did

Zeno lore drop? 👀

Zeno has a very weak immune system, which was the cause of most of his loneliness

Super big lore drop, Zeno has lymphoma—

Its minor though, it doesn’t hinder him much besides making him get sick a lot

But his parents didn’t want to have more kids in case they had lymphoma too

And since he was sick often, he wasn’t allowed to play with other kids much as to not get them sick either

OKAY THAT’S ENOUGH ZENO LORE FOR TODAY-

TUNE IN NEXT TIME FOR HIS ✨ MOMMY ISSUES ✨

*Ahem-*

ANYWAYS-

Zeno’s favorite food is Zosui, a Japanese rice soup!

He likes it because he learned to make it from a very young age (like… 9?) and his cousin taught him how to cook it

Zeno is very good at household chores. He cooks fairly often, even more so when he becomes a demon slayer since he’s out on his own

He also enjoys cleaning, finding the process rather satisfying

He also sewed his haori himself!

Zeno took a collection of fabric of his two favorite colors, and turned them into a haori

So in conclusion, the man is good housewife material

Someone better wife him up rn

*AHEM* Larz *AHEM*

….. yall hear smth?

Moving on, Zeno obviously is a very teasing dude

He LOVES to tease the living daylights outa people

Whether that be flirtatiously or not

But he is also, ✨ easily flustered ✨

Perfect combo, I know 😎

He’ll tell someone how cute/handsome/gorgeous they are without breaking a sweat

But the moment they throw it right back at him, he is suddenly a very blushy blushy boy o////o

He’d freeze for a few seconds then probably rub the back of his neck, a habit of his

OH YEAH

HE ALSO HAS VERY WARM HANDS

Larz can confirm, this is in one of our rps

His hands are like little heating packets

Oh, you’re shivering? Zeno to the rescue 🤩

GOSH IM RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS-

Zeno is a very pretty sleeper

Bro looks majestic in his sleep and I have a photo to prove it.

:>

Also yeah, he got some long lashes

Bro is just pretty 24/7

One thing that really irks Zeno, is when he gets accused of being a player/fboy bc of his personality

And yes, this has happened before

He was jokingly flirting with Aoi when he was helping her buy groceries and some random lady from the street stomped up to him and started lecturing him to “not play with a young lady’s heart”

Yeah-

Zeno has his own house(ik, weird for a 17yo)

But he stays there the days/nights he doesn’t have missions

He lives alone(poor lonely bby 😢) but likes to have people over often

He also likes to cook large portions of food and take them to the elderly people who live in his village, that way they get a free meal and they don’t have to eat alone(if they live alone)

He’s just a cutie patootie + bbg

A/N: THATS ALL FOR NOW, ILL ADD MORE WHEN I THINK OF THEM!

[loverhymeswith]

Congrats on the milestone, Katy!! I’m not surprised because you are such a beautiful writer 💖✨

Could I request Chris Smith x Reader - fluff or smut - forced proximity and mutual pining - Train!

Haha is that too out there? 😆 when I was looking through the options I imagined Chris trying to squeeze into a sleeper cabin with reader -both trying to change and get ready for bed. As always, only if it inspires you, bby - Babs 💕

All Aboard | Chris Smith (Peacemaker) x Reader

Follower Celebration

Summary: Spending your week off in a cramped train cabin with Chris was not at the top of your to-do list...

Word Count: 666

A/N: Thank you @babblydrabbly for the prompt!💕 This is my first time writing for Chris, so a big thank you also to @lorecraft for beta-reading and reassuring me that he sounded ok! You guys are the best!

Staring out of the small rectangular window as a blur of rich green forest streaks by, you let out a quiet, dejected sigh. This is most decidedly not how you had envisioned spending your week off. Instead of relaxing at the beach and being served unlimited margaritas by jaw-droppingly handsome waiters, you find yourself squeezed into an impossibly small sleeper cabin onboard the overnight train from Austria to Germany. The scenery itself might be spectacular, but the less said about the company, the better.

“You wanna get changed first, or should I?”

The sound of your companion’s deep voice drags your attention away from the window and when you turn around you find yourself a matter of inches away from Chris’s broad chest. Waller’s briefing had instructed the pair of you to dress incognito, but while Peacemaker had ditched his red and cream uniform, the form-fitting black t-shirt he had opted for instead did little to hide the mountain of the man beneath.

Grumbling under your breath, you turn back around without answering his question and continue to stare out of the window. “Economos could have tried a little harder to get us a bigger cabin, don’t you think?”

“Actually, sleeper cabins are the most comfortable and spacious option when it comes to the night train. It’s basically like staying in a moving hotel.” 

Forgetting that Chris can’t see your expression, you pull a face at the glass; the man seems to have an answer for everything, but on the matter of space, you would be inclined to disagree. Even disregarding his impressive stature, there is barely enough room to swing a cat in the cramped compartment. Like it or not, you’re in for a cosy night.

“So, are you getting naked first or am I?” Chris continues. 

The comment causes a rush of heat to flood your body. You’re glad he can’t see your face; the last thing you want is for him to get a glimpse of your flustered expression. You’ve fought hard to ensure he remains oblivious to the shift in your feelings towards him over the last few months and you’ll be damned if Waller’s last minute machinations are going to change that.

“How about no one gets naked,” you suggest tightly, eventually turning away from the window. “Anyway, one of us should keep watch.”

“Keep watch for what exactly?” Chris frowns, taking a step closer to you. “The mark is in Frankfurt. No one knows we’re here. Relax.”

You open your mouth to argue, but he stops you by pressing a long, thick finger against your parted lips. “This was supposed to be your week off, right?” He ignores your startled expression and continues, his finger still resting gently against your mouth. “So how about you enjoy the trip? Let your hair down. Have some fun.”

In a gesture so slight, so subtle, that you almost wonder if you imagined it, he brushes his finger across the swell of your bottom lip, letting it linger for just a moment too long, before withdrawing his hand altogether. 

Dangerously close to your jaw hitting the floor, you snap your mouth shut and stare at Chris incredulously. He’s been flirting with you for months – half-hearted attempts to get into your pants – but this is different. It’s the first time the two of you have truly been alone together, and it’s almost as if he knows your feelings towards him have been rapidly thawing. 

The air seems to crackle with electricity as he proceeds to squeeze past you, his arm purposely brushing against your side. As if you’re no longer fully in control of your own movements, you turn your head and watch, heart racing, as he begins to strip out of the tight black t-shirt.

One way or another, you can’t help but suspect that this is going to be a long night.

[taegularities]

Rid it’s dream girl I am suddenly back on here more frequently🤣

Ngl I always see your asks turn into BTS music review every time a member drops something and the recent discourse about Jungkook’s ✨sexy time✨ music is the same.

I love it. Like I legitimately love his sound. I am Taehyung biased thru n thru, like he’s my bby AND I have a literal maternal aunt who’s Taehyung biased as well and is always ready to fight me for him (gloves off, she’s a dirty fighter ngl).

Hold on, I was making a point.

Oh yes, even though I am a Taehyung biased girly, I think I love Jungkook’s solo sound the most. Idk idk it’s just very him

And I like that he’s not holding back on his sexy time sound because I am ENJOYING it. 3D is a bop. A bop I won’t be introducing my little cousins to, but a bop nonetheless.

Also Jungkook understands consent is sexy, so it makes him even sexier😚

I like that he’s exploring a genre and themes that they(as a group) haven’t ventured into in a while and I like that he’s just out here being sexier and breaking out of the mould fans have kinda tried to keep him in. (Idk I won’t go into that bc that’s a thesis on its own)

Anyway lmao I hope you’re enjoying it and I hope you’re living well and healthy and doing good.

It’s exam szn again, and I’m trying to pass a bunch of modules so a kind thought would help🙏🏽

Okay byyyyyyye🌸

lollll dream girl, hi, pls drop by more often (if you'd like ofc 🥺), i really love seeing you around! and yes lmfao it was a crazy ass day, music review blog is right 🤣 consent is always sexy and so is kook! i'm glad you've been enjoying the song, i hope he has as well. and yes omg! i'm not the biggest 3D girlie, but i do also always say that his solo music attracts me the most (and yoongi as well), so looking forward to what's to come in the future.

also exam season 😭 good luck!! we know you're a smart bean, so i'm 101% sure you'll smash it!! let me know how everything went, sending energy and love 🥺🤍

[xbabybajix]

Tokyo Rev Boys at the carne asada ✨ pt.2

Hello everyone! I got this ask from my old acc and decided to post it on my new one here :) pls enjoy this headcanons of the bois and feel free to add your own on here <3 ty for reading!

Ran

•given his personality, Ran is definitely that mellow and friendly type but has a bit of mischief when he has an idea

•if the baby cousins are bothering him he’s definitely the type to mess with them to see them cry

•oh a little kid wants to play? Ran will be like “here gimme that toy, and go get the other one” and once that child is out of sight he just hides the toy at a spot where the kid won’t find it

•acts surprised about it going missing and will freak the kid out until they cry

•rindou is snickering in the back

•the tias are like “porque eres tan malo hijo :() but they just let him do that stuff anyways?? HAHA

•OMG he also always get shit for having braids and long hair AND for having that blonde/black combo

•tias are like “cuando te lo vas a cortar pareces niña” 😭😭😭 pls let ran go against machismo

•not the type to dance, he tends to zone out during parties where there’s people dancing

•also kind of doesn’t eat much?? But when he does he handles spice SUPER WELL and doesn’t flinch

•he’s either the stoner cousin OR he’s the one who hangs around them bc ran likes weed ofc

•if y’all show up together then he’s sticking with you the entire time

•mostly just has his arm around you and listens in on the cousin chisme you’re having and will sometimes chime in with witty remarks

•your fam thinks he’s got a sophisticated vibe and think he’s very chill but really he lowkey a menace

•the only time he will leave ur side is when ur stoner cousins show tho srry bby but once he’s smoked his blunts he’s back and is a bit more cuddly w/ you

Rindou

•when yall show up your tias are always like “porque es tan serio” pls rindou has resting bitch face (he’s still hot though)

•is more subtle about PDA, will basically just be next to you and occasionally have his hand on your back for a brief second

•doesn’t like your fam to see him be a doting bf for some reason? But it’s oki you respect his choices

•when yall arrive and sees you become busy with helping the others, he kind of wanders off to sit somewhere and wait for you

•if he sees someone he knows, he’ll sit by them and talk briefly

•often steals glances at you bc he’s lowkey impatient and just wants you to keep him company

•the type of bf that you have for a while but somehow he’s just not fully comfortable with your fam yet especially if they’re super outgoing and energetic

•no worries about the kids bc they’re scared of rindou

•BUT if a toddler waddles to him, rindou can’t help but mess around with them

•lowkey likes babies and thinks they’re cooler than kids

•if it’s a baby cousin of yours that yall see often he’ll even start baby talking and cradle them on his lap and try to make the baby laugh

•has more fun with the baby than with older family members LOL

•the tias don’t really pester him only when they notice he also doesn’t eat much

•QUIERES OTRO PLATO MIJO?? him: no thank you

•them: AHHH ESTAS MUY FLACO DEJA TE TRAIGO OTRO PLATO OKAY? Him: …fuck I’m so full

•forces himself to eat bc he doesn’t wanna upset your fam

•rindou doesn’t dance but on the off chance he does, it’s always a surprise to others bc he’s actually super good at it and is never off rhythm

•when yall are dancing youre that couple where everyone is like “wow they dance so well I wish I knew how to do that”

•your stoner cousins love rindou for some reason?? It’s like he balances out the group bc your cousins are goofy as hell when they’re high and rindou just watches them for entertainment and even records their shenanigans

•i can see them beinf like “oh shit RINDOU? WHATS UP MY DUDE?” And your bf smiles and gives them that firm handshake that turns to a hug (idk what that’s called lmao but just imagine it)

•when it ends he helps with cleanup and also gives u his jacket in case you get cold

•takes leftovers for Ran

Ahhh this makes me wish rindou was my bf now :((

Kawata Twins

Nahoya:

•the goofy one that everyone absolutely loves

•nothing but fun and games when he’s around the fam

•you know when you have those hangouts and it’s just you and your cousins talking about anything while being in a circle?? That’s what always happens when he goes

•he’s always immediately served food when he shows up with u, it’s cute

•the tias and tios love him, tios mess with his hair and say that it looks like a body sponge 😭😭 it’s so floofy <3

•is the type to be like “AYYYY WHATS GOOD HOMIE” to every cousin and gives them a tight hug

•gets along with everyone and even the more reserved fam members who are there

•kids LOVE him and will literally crawl on him and he just lets them

•10 min in the party and there’s already a kid on his shoulders who’s grabbing his hair and pretending to control Nahoya 🥺

•eats everything that is served to him and will also drink beer and not get drunk ??

•time for shots?? Say less Nahoya will take 2 at the same time just for the attention

•will dance cumbia, banda, and sometimes to norteños w you

•is the type of bf to tease you in front of your cousins- but it’s more about y’alls relationship (he makes sure not to push your buttons lol)

Now I wish he was my cousin 😭

Souya

•similar to rindou he is a bit on the quiet side

•except he indulges the kids when they ask him if he wants to play (bc he would feel awful if he said no)

•also his appetite? EATS A TON he loves tacos de asada and also al pastor pls he can go for about 10 and then some

•is okay with you leaving him there while you help, will mostly be on his phone or will just watch you until you’re done

•he also has really good fashion sense and is the cousin that’s known for the most drip

•when your other cousins talk to him souya does this cute thing where he tries to involve u in the conversation

•like if they ask about what plans he has or if he’s been up to anything he always mentions that you’re there when said thing happens <33

•he adores you so much and will never have a problem coming despite if he feels a bit out of place

•but eventually he always ends up being comfortable with your family bc they think he’s good for you

•is shy about dancing but will dance to one or two songs with u

•lowkey loves tres leches cake, flan, gelatina, or the fruita con crema dish

•is the one who’s carrying all your stuff back to the car when it’s time to leave- he makes sure u don’t lift a finger and will make u wear his sweater too

•when it is clean up time he will help without being asked and is also very attentive to your older family members like your grandparents and great tios n tias

Shinichiro

ohhh man this man right here 😩😩

•I just wanna say that drunk Shin will definitely join your drunk uncles and start to sing those sad love songs SUPER LOUD

•AND WHEN THEY ASK HIM TO DO THE GRITOS HE DOES THEM OMG

•embarrassing but also u record it and he notices and then begins to sing to you

•Shin is kinda light weight so he gets drunk almost every time

•but ur fam just teases him for it

•”ya esta pedo el guey? No aguanta nada”

•loves learning cuss words in Spanish and ur uncles tease him bc of his cute accent

•your aunts love how sweet he is to you and he will always be like “ya we’re gonna go get married and have kids and bring them here for you” and your aunts are like OMG WHEN MAKE BABIES SOON PLS

•is very into pda and doesn’t care if you’re with family, will have his arms around you almost the whole time

•will loveeeee to dance banda with you bc he loves feeling you close to his body

•he kinda sucks at cumbia tho but he tries <3

•will also talk about his bike shop to your uncles and sometimes ends up leaving u at the table 😭😭 pls he doesn’t mean to he just loves talking abt his bikes

•if your uncle makes him look at his car it’s over, Shin is gonna be working on it for free during the party lmao

•your older cousins love him and he’s more of a listener than a talker when he’s around them

•but they like his friendly vibe :3

•Shin also loves the food and will eat a bit of everything, he tries to not pig out so that he has room for the beer and desert 😈

•if yall are talking together in the living room or outside with your cousins, shin is the type to have you sitting on his lap with his arms wrapped around you while listening on the convos

•loves taking pictures of you with the kids or with your cousins

•he’s the one that your younger girl cousins lowkey have a crush on and try to take his attention away from u

•shin thinks they’re being nice but u lowkey know what they’re up to but u snicker anyways bc Shin is literally obsessed with you

•when it’s time to leave, shin will either be drunk and sing songs to you OR he will just follow you around like a lovesick puppy (either is cute imo)

•sorry bby but u gotta drive back home everytime you go out to the cookouts

•he may or may not be getting drunk on purpose just so you can baby him by the end of the night, but u don’t mind it anyways

[vivinightingale]

Ooohoho! Requests are open!! Had a lil idea I think might be cool- maybe writing the Yugioh boys wearing high heels and how well they do in them? Maybe they lost a bet to the reader and in turn had to wear high heels the whole day? (By the way, it's so cool to see your Walten Files profile picture)

First off all I can think about is this song

And second I know I already said it, but thank you for recognizing my Walten files pfp at the time 🥺👉👈💕

Tw: cursing on my part sorry...

Yugi Muto

He couldn't say no to you, it was a terrible flaw honestly. So when you asked him to try on heels with you he couldn't say no.

To give him a little mercy you asked him to try on some chunky high heels, and yet he was still a wobbly mess.

Poor bby had to hold on wall just so he didn't fall and hurt himself. He eventually had to call it quits just so he doesn't hurt himself.

He won't ever do that again unless you ask but he will happily support you and compliment you.

Yami/Atem

He is a pro in them sorry I don't make the rules. I mean have you seen them legs 👀 now imagine then with heels 💅✨

So when you ask him to try on heels with you he accepts and rocks it hard. You honestly couldn't find one he didnt look good in.

Looks epically good in knee high boots you are honestly a little envoiuse of his natural heel talent, so you ask him for tips and tricks.

He doesn't have solid advice, but he will certainly help in anyway he can. He compliments you the whole time as well 💕

Joey Wheeler

A case of this man nearly broke is ankle. The two of you were betting about who the better duelist was, and unfortunately for him luck wasn't on his side this time.

So as a "punishment" you got him to wear heels, and it was both the funniest and scariest thing ever. He had on some bright red platform heels that he insisted on.

He could stand just fine but when he started walking he almost immediately feel to the ground barly twisting his ankle. You honestly felt so bad, and he played that.

You babied him all day and just basked in it. He might try on heels again for this treatment again.

Tristan Taylor

Broken ankle part 2 the electric Boogaloo. Much like just best friend he doesn't know what grace is. So when he loose a bet and had to out on heels. Well let's just say get the car ready.

Hoping he could keep better balance you gave him wedges to try on, and let me tell you, he was confident at first. He even tried to strut a bit.

And honestly that's how the two of you ended up at the hospital, your trying not to laugh as the doctor gave him a questioning look as one wedge is still on.

He is gonna try again when it heals! He wants to prove himself to you and those blasted heels you wear so much!

Duke Devlin

This man wear heels on the DL and you cannot convince me otherwise. Unlike Yami this man has practiced with them due to his fascination with heeled boots of any kind.

So when you ask him to try on heels with you he doesn't hesitate. He even shows you his little collection . He is even the type to give poiters, and keep you up if your struggle a bit.

Unlike everyone else this is how your bet started, you both wanted to see who could last all day in heels.

I'm sorry hun, but he won so just take the L and punishment.

Seto Kaiba

Normally this man wouldn't indulge in time wasters, but you convinced mokuba to help ask him to try on heels, and he couldn't say no to both his favorite people.

So there he stood in his office looking over some paperwork, while wearing stilettos. Not only did he look fine as hell, but he didn't even wobble! It was like Second nature.

So you and mokuba watched him all day doing his daily company stuff, while strutting around in heels, but the best part was at the meeting.

All the office croonys heard the tap of heels, and got slightly excited at the prospect of an attractive woman walking in, but it was just the scowling Seto. They were VERY disappointed.

Bakura Ryou

Heels are torture for this poor bby. He knows he told you he would try them on with you, but the thought of falling keeps him in his seat.

He honestly will only do it if your by his side helping him not to fall, but even then he is weary.

He looks good in them, so please let him know it. It not only helps boost his confidence, but makes him happy you think so.

Like Yugi will never wear them again after that, but he will happily support you from the sidelines!

Yami Bakura

No he isn't allowed around heels anymore. You decided to have a bet with him who would win the next duel Atem or Seto....you said Atem and won. So he had to wear your heels for the day.

It started off fairly normal, a bit wobbly but all in all good. That is until some unfortunately soul decided to pick a fight with for wearing heels.

Normally he would send them to the shadow realm with ease, but WHY DO THAT WHEN YOU HAVE A WHOLE ASS WEAPON ON YOUR FOOT?!

You had to pull him off of the poor sod and drag him away before authorities showed up. Since then he has had a new liking to heels.

Marik Ishtar

He isn't the best, but he isn't the worst?? He can stay up and walk around, but don't expect him to have them on all day. It's too much on his feet.

He will only wear them with or around you, for both safety and a little reassurance, but he will never wear them on the bike.

He wore then on the bike one, and it nearly got stuck, luckily he was able to unhook it without injuries.

You guys honestly look like a badass power couple when you wear matching heels, he will even post them on Instagram so everyone can be jealous 💕

Yami Marik

He is also one who is a pro at heels, he has never wore them beforehand but damn does he make them look good and vis versa!

All you had to do was ask him really nicely, and he decided to oblige your very odd request. He thought nothing of it just another pointless task you asked him to do.

So he walked around that whole day feeling slightly more intimidating then he did before but he won't tell you that

Though don't get your hopes up, just like the theif king he sees them as a portable weapon and won't hesitate to use them as such if need to.

[thelukesalvez]

Luke Alvez x Reader: What You Deserve

Request: @allexthakatt : "I just LOVE your writing!!! Could I possibly get a ✨plus size✨ reader x luke? Maybe reader is comparing herself to JJ or Emily and just isn't feeling herself?? Oh and Luke isn't her bf YET. he's just like pining for her but she's so caught up in her insecurities to notice? Fluffy end?! Thx bby I love you!!! 😘"

Tagged: @ssaic-jareau​ , @alvezstan​ , @lcvischmitt​ , @ogmilkis​ , @goldenalvez​ , @ssa-morgan​ , @garcias-batcave ,  @akimagies​, @zhangyixingxing1 , @pinkdiamond1016 ,  @yourwonderbelle​ , @rachelxwayne​ , @sc4rletw1tch​ , @moreidultrastan​ , @ellvswriting

Word count: 5.2k

Warnings: none

A/N: i literally know luke would be all about a plus sized queen ugh im soffffttttt. Thanks for the cute prompt- enjoy!!

You were ten when you sprained your ankle on the playground at school and wound up at the doctor’s office with your mom. The doctor was nice and distracted you from the pain in your ankle with some funny jokes. He even let you listen to your own heartbeat with his stethoscope. 

But at the end of the visit, once you had a splint on your ankle, he turned to your mom and mentioned the term overweight.  

“She’s on the high end of her age’s weight class,” he said matter-of-factly. And maybe it was just a simple matter of fact. You’d never thought much about your weight before that day. You were happy. You loved to play- especially outside. Your favorite game was capture the flag, but it didn’t matter. You were active and healthy. 

Your mom listened to his advice intently, because he was the professional after all. Who was she to question his word on your health? And when you get home you were immediately placed on what she calls a diet. 

“That means no more ice cream after dinner, and we’re going to cut back on the popcorn, too.”

And maybe the doctor was right, you started to think, as you took a long look at yourself in the full length mirror behind the bathroom door that very same night. You pinched the skin protruding from your stomach and watched as the fat around your thighs jiggled. Maybe you were too big, too fat. You thought of your friends at school and for the first time, (but certainly not the last), you found yourself wondering, why don’t I look like them?

“The diet will help,” your mom told you reassuringly.   

Except it doesn’t. Instead, you wound up gaining more weight, this time at a rapid pace, because you’ve found that when Mom says you can’t have ice cream after dinner, you wind up sneaking into the kitchen after she’s gone to bed and eating it anyway. But you don’t stop there. You eat some of the watermelon that’s left in the fridge, too, and some crackers from the cupboard. Just enough from each box so that she doesn’t notice, but enough altogether, that you go to bed with a full, aching stomach. 

This becomes a pretty standard part of your nightly routine until your mom caught you digging through the pantry one night, while she had come downstairs quietly for a glass of water.  

The look on her face was shock, followed quickly by disgust. You felt embarrassed and ashamed and humiliated. 

“I can’t believe you’ve been doing this,” then, “it’s no wonder you’re gaining all that weight.”

…

You’ve always had a difficult time loving yourself, you’ve always looked in the mirror and not necessarily liked what looked back at you. Sure, there were days where you thought to yourself, I look pretty today. But in the back of your mind there was always that voice that would add, for a fat person. 

When you’re in your twenties, you finally break the habitual pattern of binge eating that you’d been doing since you were a kid. As you ticked off the number of days it had been since a binge, you sighed. You really would have thought that by stopping consistently overindulging, you’d lose the weight. But that wasn’t the case. Instead, your body has plateaued. No more dramatic gains or losses- it just is. The weight, for the most part, stayed on.  

By your thirties, you’d come to an understanding, a blind acceptance, with your body. You didn’t always like it, but you appreciated it. Neutrality, your therapist had encouraged. And that was good enough. 

Regardless, you had other things going for you besides your looks and your weight. You had a great job and infinite career goals to focus on. Not everything had to be about being beautiful and desirable, you learned.  

…

Your favorite thing about being part of the BAU were your coworkers. You never expected how close you’d get to them, but before you knew it, they felt more like your family than anything else. Something about constantly facing life-threatening situations with one another created an everlasting bond encased in mutual trust. 

You and the rest of the team had a rare evening off, which normally, you’d spend waiting skeptically by your phone, convinced that you’d get called in for a case any minute. But not tonight, Emily had promised. All cases were on hold until the morning. You were sitting at home, contemplating what to do with your precious time when the text came through.  

It was Tara messaging the group chat, asking if anyone was up for drinks and a night out. It didn’t take long before Luke’s name came flashing across your screen next. It was impossible to ignore the butterflies fluttering rampantly in your stomach as you read the words that he’s typed. 

I’m in, he said simply.  

Luke was the newest member to have joined the team. Just months prior, he transferred to the BAU from the Fugitive Task Force. As soon as Emily brought him into the conference room, you knew all bets were off. He was tall and handsome, with a clean cut, thick beard and dark skin. While he was given personalized introductions, you had noticed his bicep flexing as he extended his arm out to shake everyone’s hands. When he was introduced to you, his large hand engulfing yours and his dark eyes scanned the length of you, and you knew instantly that Luke Alvez was a catch.  

It was pointless and childish and arbitrary, and you knew it. But you couldn’t shake it, no matter how hard you tried- no matter how many times you told yourself he’d never be into a girl like you. A fat girl like you, the voice in your head said. You tried to challenge that voice- fought back and argued with it occasionally just like your therapist had encouraged, but it still found ways of insisting that you weren’t worthy of attention or affection from someone like Luke. 

So, before your insecurities could convince you to decline Tara’s invite that night, you typed back a quick, I’m in, too. 

…

It turned out most of the team decided to join your night out. And it was fun, or it would have been, if not for the critic in your head being abnormally loud.  

Look how skinny JJ looks in that top- you could never pull that off. 

Don’t eat the nachos, they’ll think you’re fat. 

Eat the nachos, because if you don’t, they’ll know that you know you’re fat. 

As always, it was exhausting and all consuming- a never ending battle in your own mind. And while you knew your team didn’t give a shit if you ate the damn nachos or not, you couldn’t stop obsessing over it.  

You tried your best to enjoy yourself- to push those thoughts to the back of your mind, but it took effort. 

Tara had picked the spot, it was a small pub that serves drinks and food. There was music, but not so loud that you couldn’t hear each other talk. You sipped your vodka lemonade, the straw pinched between your thumb and pointer finger, and watched as Emily and JJ were taking on Rossi and Matt in a game of pool.  

Across from you sat Tara and Spencer. They were having an in depth conversation about Jean Piaget, when suddenly, Luke slid into the empty booth seat beside you. Your senses were instantly overwhelmed momentarily by his cologne, strong but not overpowering. His arm brushed yours, the warmth from his skin sending an electrical current through your entire body. You tensed up, if not just from the shock of it all. But as soon as you let your guard down, the voice in your head crept back in. He can feel how fat your arm is- pull away. So you did. 

If he noticed, he didn’t comment. Instead he smiled, his white teeth on full display. “Having fun?” he asked. 

You took another sip of your lemonade and nodded. “Yeah, it’s nice to have a night away from..” your voice trailed off as you thought of the word. 

“Crime? Murder?” Luke smirked. “Serial killers?”

You chuckled, “How about all of the above?”

Luke nodded. “They say crime never sleeps, but we finally will tonight.” He set his drink down and scratched his beard in contemplation. “I’m thinking at least eight hours tonight.”

“Eight hours?” you gawked, “You’re living large!”

Luke laughed. There was a brief pause in the chatter, and you took another sip of your drink awkwardly. You were about to make a joke about the competitive pool game going on in front of you between Rossi and JJ, when Luke leaned over and said quietly, “You look really nice tonight.”

You faltered, you didn't know how to answer, and you couldn’t even bring yourself to look up at Luke’s gaze, because you weren’t sure you could handle it. And while you knew that you should say thank you, you only curled into yourself as if what Luke said was just a snide, nasty remark. Compliments like that were so foreign to you and you felt like you didn’t deserve them, so you had a hard time believing that what Luke had to say was actually genuine. You knew he wasn’t the type of person to ever poke fun at another, but wasn’t that what made the most sense? He certainly wasn’t hitting on you- so maybe it was a pity remark, or just a way to fill the awkward silence. 

You ended up just offering him a curt smile, pretending that you didn’t see the way his face fell. 

…

You were happy most of the time. Not as carefree as some on the team, but still. You joked with Tara and Emily and had meaningful conversations with Spencer. You asked Dave about his weekends and listened with intent as Matt told you stories about his infinite amount of kids.  

But then there were days where you’re nowhere near that feeling. 

There were bad days. And when they came, they were always so sudden and unexpected, it almost took your breath away. 

You were away on a case with the team in Colorado Springs when you had your first really bad day in a long time.  

The case, for the most part, kept you busy, and for a while you were able to ward off the negative thoughts. Instead of fixating on how worthless you felt, you thought about the four victims that had gone missing in the area, you thought of the Unsub and ways your team could find them. You thought about ME reports and patterns in each abduction, it was enough of a puzzle that you were able to stay occupied.  

But when you were back at the hotel, the rest of your team in their own rooms, and left to your own thoughts, that’s when the quiet consumed you.  

As a child, you learned that the one thing-the only thing- that helped when you were feeling this overwhelming sense of anxiety and dread, was to binge. It helped you stuff the negative thoughts so deep down within yourself, that for at least a little while, you were numb to all the pain. 

You knew you shouldn’t- you hadn’t in so long. But just this one time would be okay, right? Only this once, just to feel a little better, and then you wouldn’t do it again. 

The battle inside your own head raged on. You took deep breaths, you tried to journal what you were feeling, but the feeling didn't subside. Only when there was a knock at your door, and you were forced to pull yourself back to reality, did the argument get placed on the backburner. You blinked back tears that you didn’t even realize were there before hastily making your way to the hotel door. 

“J-just a minute,” you tried to make your voice sound normal, like the debate going on inside your mind about what you were about to do would be obvious to whoever was at the door. You quickly wiped your cheeks and brushed your wrinkled shirt off before hoisting it open. 

“Hi,” you managed to smile as you opened the door. 

Luke was on the other side, to your surprise, holding two brown paper bags and a couple of bottled drinks. 

“Hey,” Luke answered, his eyes lingering on your face for a brief moment. You wondered if he could tell you’d been crying. 

“What’s up?” you drawled, as if to politely ask, why the hell are you knocking at my door at eleven pm?

“Everyone else was asleep and I was hungry-” he held up the bag of what was apparently food and shrugged. “Except, I bought way too much, I’ll never eat it all. Are you hungry?”

You gave him a confused look. “I-”

“It’s just burgers, some chicken and some fries, nothing fancy- but I didn’t want to eat alone and I saw your light on..”

You sighed, but then stepped to the side, a gesture for him to come in. Luke gave you a relieved look before entering your room. He headed to the bed, which was the only place to sit. 

“Do you mind?” he asked, motioning towards the mattress. 

You shook your head, “No, go for it.”

You closed the door behind him and joined Luke, barely noticing that the dread in your stomach from earlier had been replaced by a light, fluttering sensation. 

As Luke began unloading the greasy food from the bag, you hesitated. Was this a trick? Was he secretly trying to see how much food you could put away? Was he going to go back and tell the team how much you’d eaten?  

Luke picked up on your apprehension. 

“Is everything okay?”

You don’t answer quickly enough before he asked, “What is it? What’s wrong?”

Goddamn these intuitive profilers. 

“Nothing,” you said.  But somehow, Luke heard the lie. 

“I know I’m the new guy,” he said, “and it’s probably gonna take some time before you trust me, I know that. But I want you to know you can talk to me.”

“Yeah.. it-it’s nothing,” you managed to say, because you couldn’t talk. Not about this and not yet. Maybe not ever. 

“Okay,” Luke nodded. “Sometimes, it’s tough being the new guy. I can see how close you guys all are and I just want to be a part of that eventually, you know?” His eyes bore into your own and you caught a glimpse of the sincerity behind his words, and that was when you started to feel guilty for ever thinking he was here to make fun of you. Luke was here for a friend, for comfort of his own.  

You sat on the bed next to Luke and took a fry from the basket. “You are part of it.” You assured him. “Everyone here adores you.”

Me included, is what you didn’t say. 

“You wouldn’t be included in our group chat if we didn’t.”

That made Luke smile, his dimple evident in his cheek.  

He stayed in your room for a while, the two of you laughing and talking throughout the night. You never realized how much you didn’t know about Luke.  Like that he had a dog, for example, or that he grew up in Arizona and moved around a lot once he joined the military. He kept you laughing, his jokes and sarcasm thrown intermittently through his speech.  

You shared the chicken and fries with him, not even feeling self conscious when you reached for more to put on your plate. You were too wrapped up in whatever story Luke was telling and the way his eyes lit up as he talked about the things that interested him, to be insecure. 

Luke took the last drink of his bottled water before sighing. “I suppose I should head back to my room, and try to get a little sleep.” He lifted his arm and looked at the watch on his wrist. “I’m definitely not getting my eight hours tonight,” he laughed. 

You nodded in agreement, the two of you standing up in sync, and you walked Luke to the door. 

Luke stepped into the hallway before turning to face you. “Thanks for the company,” he said.

You smiled, “Thanks for the food.”

There was a brief, awkward silence, where neither one of you knew what to do next. But then, it happened quickly. One minute, you were studying the way Luke’s warm, brown eyes were trained on you, and then, before you could predict what would happen next, he stepped forward, one hand planting itself firmly on your hip and the other cupping your chin. He paused briefly, like he was giving you the chance to pull away. But you didn’t- and so the next thing you knew, Luke was pulling you closer to his body and his lips were pressing against your own, their warmth spreading the entirety of your body.  

Fat, fat, fat- your mind suddenly screamed. You suddenly became hyper-aware of his fingers digging into the soft, fleshy part of your hip, and wondered if he’d be repulsed by what he felt. But if he was, he didn’t make it obvious. 

There had to be a catch, you thought- some alternative motive for him to be kissing you like this. Guys like Luke didn’t go after girls like you. Fat girls like you, the voice said. 

He just wants sex.  

He’s not thinking straight. 

He’ll regret this tomorrow. 

You pulled away, breathlessly, your heart suddenly racing. Before Luke could suspect that something was wrong, you offered him your best smile. “I should get to bed,” you explained. 

Luke could sense the shift in your tone, you imagined that he wanted to ask what’s wrong, but you were already stepping away from him. Instead he nodded, trying to hide his confusion. “Okay, yeah. G-goodnight.”

“Night,” you whispered before shutting the door. 

…

Luke hoped he hadn’t fucked up.  

That was his first thought as soon as he saw the door close in his face. He bit his lips, they still tasted like you, and slowly backed away.  

His feet drummed against the cheap carpet floor of the hotel as he paced the few doors down to his own room.  

He really thought you’d liked him- thought you’d reciprocated the kiss even.  But judging by the look on your face when you closed the door, he thought that he might be terribly mistaken. 

He didn’t get his eight hours of sleep.  

In fact, he barely got any. Instead, he spent the night trying to figure out where the hell he could have gotten things so wrong.  

When Luke’s phone started buzzing loudly, he felt exhausted and not even close to ready for the inevitably long day ahead.  

Regardless, Luke got ready quickly. The one conclusion that he had come to after contemplating all night was that he wanted to find you and clear the air.  Despite his obvious feelings for you that were now right out in the open, he couldn’t risk your friendship, or making things awkward at work. Once he was showered and dressed, Luke departed the hotel in search of some coffee. 

He remembered that you liked it hot, with just cream and a hint of cinnamon.  This would be his peace offering, an apology for crossing the line, the promise that it wouldn’t happen again. 

…

You were answering a text from Emily on your phone, directing you to go to the ME office, when you heard a voice calling your name.  

Your head snapped up, and there, sure enough, like he was waiting for you in the lobby, Luke came jogging over. In his outstretched arm was a cup of coffee. 

“Hey.”

For a moment, you wondered if maybe Luke really was into you. A kiss one night and coffee the next morning? Surely that meant he wasn’t just looking for a hookup, right? 

You accepted his offering with a smile. “What’s this?” you asked dumbfoundedly.  Could you really be this lucky? Could he actually be interested in you? The butterflies in your stomach started flying rampantly as you quickly got your hopes up. 

“I wanted to apologize-” he said, his head falling, like he was ashamed. “For last night.”

Your heart sank. 

“I crossed the line, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. Your friendship means a lot to me-”

And there it was. You were no stranger to the friendship line. Guys used it all the time as a way out.  After going on dates, after hookups- it was always the same response from them when they weren’t interested- I like you but I don’t want to risk our friendship. I really just want to be friends. I’m not ready for a relationship, can we just be friends?

To you that translated as, you’re not good enough for me.  

You were a fool for ever getting your hopes up- for ever thinking that someone like Luke could actually be interested in someone like you. 

You took the coffee and tried not to meet his eager gaze.  

“Don’t worry about it,” is all you could manage to croak out. 

Luke could sense the shift in your tone. “I really am sorry,” he said. 

But you shook your head, and feigned your best smile. You backed away from him, not wanting him to see the glistening tears evident in your eyes.  

Stupid, stupid, stupid, your mind was screaming at you. “It’s fine,” you said instead, your voice cracking slightly just as you turned to leave the hotel lobby. 

…

Luke knew he had fucked up.  

The peace offering that he had made was nothing short of a disaster, and now he’d have to come up with another way to make up for what he’d done. 

That much was obvious as he was left standing alone in the hotel lobby, gazing at the doors you’d just walked out of. 

... 

Three days later, on the jet ride home, Luke could barely get you to even look at him. Not that he had made much of an effort, but still. He wanted to give you space. Hadn’t he done enough damage already? 

He knew he’d have to think of a way to talk to you about what had happened.  Maybe if he just explained himself, you’d understand. 

But how was he supposed to talk to you when you wouldn’t even look at him?

He finally got his chance when the jet landed and the team was back at the BAU. He found you at your desk, hunched over a stack of paperwork. Rossi, JJ, Tara, and Spencer had already left for the night. Matt was gathering his belongings from his desk and heading out the door, meanwhile Emily was barricaded in her office with the door shut. If Luke was ever going to get a minute alone with you- it was now.  

He shuffled cautiously over towards your desk. You gave him no indication that you’d heard him at all, but nonetheless, he cleared his throat before getting too close. He didn’t want to startle you.  

You didn’t even look up from what you’re writing. 

“Hey,” he said. “Can I talk to you for a second?” 

“I can’t right now,” your tone is flat.“I have this whole stack I need to do before tomorrow.”

Luke felt frustrated and dismissed, but he bit his tongue. Instead of pushing, he grabbed half the stack of paperwork from atop your desk and took it back to his own desk. Before you could protest or argue, he sat down and flipped open the first file, ready to work. 

…

The entire floor was eerily quiet. Besides the occasional clicking of keys and scratching of a pen, you and Luke worked in complete silence. 

You felt bad. You really didn’t have to finish all of this paperwork by tomorrow.  That was just your excuse to avoid talking with Luke. But now, it was almost 1 AM and you were nearly finished with it all. 

You heard his pen click and you knew that was his indicator that he was done with his stack. Your heart clenched in your chest anxiously. You heard him approach your desk. There was a sudden thump when he threw the stack back where he found it. 

“There,” he announces. “Can we talk now?”

The man was persistent. 

You set your pen down lightly and sighed. Admitting defeat, you nodded. 

Luke pulled Spencer’s chair out from his desk, which was right next to yours.  He scooted it closer to you. 

Your gaze remained hyper focused on your hands, which were cupped and laid neatly in your lap. Luke ducked his head down, trying to catch your eyes. Begrudgingly, you looked up and made eye contact with him. 

“Listen,” his voice was soft, “I am really sorry for kissing you the other night.”

You groaned frustratedly. “Will you stop apologizing?” you finally said. “I get it, you didn’t want to kiss me. It’s fine- But I don’t need this- this pity.”   

Luke instantly looked taken aback by your frustration, but it was the most you’ve said to him in the last three days, so he took it all in. As your words played back in his mind, he frowned. “I never said I didn’t want to kiss you.”

“Well- whatever you did or didn’t say, I get it, okay? I get that it was a mistake and it didn’t mean anything. It’s fine.”

But Luke continued shaking his head. “I never said any of that-” he protested.  

You remained quiet, but he continued. “I never said any of that. Is that how you feel about it?” he asked, hands clasped tightly together. 

You shrugged. Your cheeks felt hot- you were insecure with Luke’s eyes trained so intently on you. You wished you could just forget this whole thing happened, wished you could just disappear. But Luke kept pushing.  

“Is that how you feel?” he repeated. There was a brief pause. “Because that’s not how I feel,” he said. “I don’t regret kissing you. I like you and I wanted to do it. And I thought you wanted to, too. If I had known you didn’t- I never would have done it. I regret making you uncomfortable, and I regret making things awkward between us, but I don’t regret the kiss.”

Luke’s words swam around in your head, but they were a jumbled mess. You tried to piece them together slowly, in order to process what he was saying. Did he just say he liked you?

There was a part of you that felt like this whole thing had just been a cruel joke.  But yet, here he was- sitting in front of you with the most sincere eyes you’d ever seen, and suddenly, you started to wonder if maybe this was real. Maybe, for God-only-knows what reason, Luke actually had feelings for you- was actually attracted to you. 

“You like me?” you asked, your voice low. 

Luke laughed- like actually laughed- and when you looked up at him, his eyes were squinting as his lips were curled into a wide grin. “Uh, yeah- I thought I’d made that blatantly clear.”

But you shook your head. “I- I didn’t know..”

“I kissed you-” he said, like it’s obvious. 

“I know, but I figured you just wanted to hookup- I didn’t think you actually liked me-”

“But I brought you dinner- and coffee. Did you think I just do that for everyone?”

You remained guarded, because you still couldn’t entirely trust this. “Yeah,” you said. “Kind of, I guess.”

“Okay,” Luke nodded. “Let me spell it out for you then. I like you.” He said each word carefully and slowly. “And I liked kissing you. And I’d really like to date you. And if you don’t feel the same, that’s okay. But I’d still like to be friends, and I’d really like for things not to be awkward at work.”

You stared in awe, not able to believe any of this was really happening. You wanted to ask why. Why did this handsome, kind, honest man like you? What made you even remotely good enough for him? 

But you didn’t ask. Because did it matter right now?

“Your turn,” Luke urged. “Since I seem to have such a hard time reading you, can you spell it out for me too?”

You hesitated. You’d never flat out told someone how you felt about them. You were insecure and terrified of rejection. And even though Luke had flat out told you rejection wasn’t a possibility, you were still embarrassed to tell him how you felt. You didn’t like how vulnerable that made you- how open to the hurt that made you. 

But Luke’s smile was so reassuring and kind, you tried not to think too much before telling him quietly, “I like you too. I have for a while, actually.”

He chuckled, which you think might just be your new favorite sound. “So why’d you pull away the other night?” he asked longingly.  “Why have you been so distant?”

“Because- I didn’t think someone like you would ever be into someone like me.”

The moment the words left your lips, you regretted it. And when Luke’s face contorted into a look of confusion, and then hurt, you regretted it even more. 

“What do you mean?” he asked.

You fumble with your words, because you weren’t sure how to explain. “I just thought someone like you would be more apt to go after someone that looked more like Tara or JJ or Emily is all.”

“What’s the common denominator there? Because Tara, JJ, and Emily look nothing alike-”

“You know what I mean,” you protested. “I thought someone like you would be more apt to go for someone-” you paused before saying the word, “someone skinnier than- well... me.” 

Luke’s face fell, but you laughed it off nervously. “Just makes me wonder why, is all,” you said. 

“I like you-” he assured you. “I like you because you’re smart and you’re thoughtful.”

Luke’s managed to scoot his chair increasingly closer to you without you noticing. When you looked down, you realized that your knees were practically touching. The first thing that ran through your mind is, oh my God, your thighs are bigger than his. But you shook the thought away. You weren’t going to let that voice ruin this- not again. 

“You’re intuitive- the best profiler.”

The way Luke was looking at you made everything else melt away. All you saw was him and those unimaginably warm eyes. 

“You’re kind and generous and you make me laugh,” he paused. “You’re beautiful.”

You remembered how soft his lips felt against yours when you kissed days ago, and all you wanted was to taste him again. 

Thankfully, you didn’t have to wait long for your wish to come true. Luke leaned in, closing the gap between you two. Just when he was only inches from your face, he grinned. “I could keep going, you know?”

You ignored him and his cheeky grin and instead you leaned forward, and without thinking, cupped his face between your hands and pulled him closer.  

His lips were exactly as you remembered, soft and smooth and all-encompassing. Luke’s hand landed just above your knee and when you started to wonder whether or not your leg felt fat underneath his touch, you were able to silence it. Who the hell cares? Certainly not Luke, that much you were learning quickly. In fact, you wondered if maybe he even liked it. The thought passed quickly, and you were able to focus on the man in front of you instead- the one who was quickly claiming you as his own. The one you deserved. 

[moving-to-sweet2tangy]

Hellooo!! First, I wanted to know if you do matchups?? And second, I wanted a headcanon of Napoleon, Mozart, Arthur, Vincent and Issac with a witch s/o that ends in the mansion running away from a witch hunters. Thank u so much!

Hello hunny! ^^ Sorry for completing this request so late, life has made me busy with lots of stuff >~< To answer your question I am not currently doing matchups, however I might in the future, so if I come around to it I will definitely make a post letting everyone know! 😁

But without further ado, let’s get right into the headcanons! I loved the prompt so much too! ✨😆✨

[⚜️IkeVamp⚜️ Scenario/Headcanon] Napoleon, Mozart, Arthur, Vincent, Isaac w/ Runaway Witch Reader

🦅 Napoleon 😴

He knew something was special about you the moment you entered this mansion.

I don’t know, there was just something so strange… almost magical… about you.

So when he finally finds out that you’re a witch he is not exactly scared or surprised, but more intrigued.

Like, witches are apparently a thing??? What???

Then when you finally tell him about your situation and why you entered the mansion in the first place, that’s when he actually starts showing a bit more concern.

There are people hunting you too???

So from then on, whenever you go out in town he makes sure to accompany you, just in case your hunters somehow managed to track you down.

On the brighter side of things though, he sometimes asks you to perform tricks when he longs for entertainment every once in a while.

His favorite is when you magically make a chair move right when Arthur’s about to sit on it.

It gets him every time.

🎶 Mozart 🎹

His first instinct is to scream.

Yes. Scream.

It’s only when you cover his mouth and shush him that he finally quiets down.

“W-What? I’m not scared!! I was just… surprised! You fool!”

You ain’t buying it.

But anyways, after he’s in his calm state, you tell him that you are a witch currently on the wanted list, and that you entered the door to seek hiding only to end up in the mansion.

Despite your serious tone, he still wants you to prove yourself. After all, your claim is rather suspicious in itself.

You let out the most aggravated sigh and proceed to somehow turn his hair hot pink.

Unfortunately you haven’t learned how to undo this spell so he has to spend months wearing his aged powdered wigs before you finally find a solution.

But let’s just say he definitely believes you now. And he’s also (begrudgingly) a support system for you if you are to ever encounter your hunters.

💋 Arthur 📖

Like Napoleon, he already assumed that you weren’t a “normal” person.

But he definitely was not expecting you to be a witch.

He almost laughs when you tell him, but then he sees your 😠 face and he’s just like “Wait, you’re serious?”

That’s when he actually starts to take you seriously, and the more you talk, the more intrigued he gets.

He then asks you if you can perform any cool spells, which you confirm by literally turning his coffee into herbal tea (to his dismay)

But that’s enough to get him to believe you, and that’s when you tell him about the witch-hunt that was strategized against you, which eventually led you to enter the mansion.

Arthur looks very shocked but then takes your hand and assures you that he will protect you if they were to try and take you.

You definitely feel safer now thanks to him.

But with that being said, now that he knows you’re a witch, he uses it to his advantage, and sometimes asks you to teach him some… dirty tricks, like how to steal underwear without anyone finding out. (though it never works cuz he doesn’t have your ✨ badass magic powers✨ 😎)

🎨 Vincent 🌻

Bby boi looks more confused than scared.

A witch?? Why are you calling yourself that?

“I’m sorry, I’m not sure I understand, (Name).”

It takes you a little time to convince him that you’re not just playing around.

He’s honestly too shocked to react.

You take his silence as a bad sign and immediately become frantic.

Because you can’t bear the thought of scaring this angel!

So to convince him that you are harmless, you make a sunflower, covered in shiny magical dust, appear in your hand and give it to him, telling him that you have no wrong intentions, and that there’s nothing to fear.

He gives you his precious sunny smile and reassures you that he was merely shocked, not afraid, and thanks you for your kind gesture.

Since he’s extremely trustworthy and clearly not threatened by you, you feel compelled to tell him about the witch-hunt, and he looks horrified.

He gently embraces you, stroking your hair while telling you that you are safe here in the mansion. (Cue a cute blushy you)

Since this incident, he is always fascinated to see you perform tricks, but rarely ever asks you to in fear of wasting your energy.

However, nothing makes him smile brighter than seeing a bouquet of familiar glittery sunflowers left at his doorstep when he comes back from painting outside.

🍎 Isaac 🍏

Ok, Isaac isn’t usually one to openly scoff at something he deems stupid.

But this time, he DEFINITELY scoffs

It is literally:

You: I’m a witch.

Isaac:

🗣

But yeah, that doesn’t exactly sit well with you.

But being a physicist, practicality is his forte.

So he naturally challenges you, telling you that there is no way that witches or magic exist, and if they do you should prove it.

Just like with Mozart, you release an aggravated sigh.

Using your magical powers, you make the apple on his desk rise in the air, and before he can even react you drop it on his head.

*cue Isaac having flashbacks*

Having witnessed your skills, he finally caves and agrees that yes, magic does exist.

Because of his initial reluctance to acknowledging your status as a witch, you are scared to tell him about why you even ended up in the mansion in the first place.

But after some time, you two became closer and one day, you decide to spill it.

When you tell him, he is shocked, but the more he thinks about it, the more it makes sense to him. Unfortunately, throughout history, witches have been stereotyped to be evil hags with ill intentions.

Though you are the opposite; you are beautiful, kind, helpful, and would never intentionally harm anyone with your magic.

So he vows to protect you at any cost. He may not know how yet, but he is certain that he will find a way.

[genesisrose74]

MSBY Celeb Crush HCs!

A/n: hello lovelies!! Did y’all see the live game streamed a couple days ago with MSBY against the Adlers? Can we all agree that MSBY’s #15 was gorgeous? Okay cool anyways I was in the mood for some Black Jackals content so here’s some headcanons of them with a fem! celebrity crush/eventual gf!! Also I’m working on some more Dream SMP stuff because y’all liked it a lot and it was super fun to write so yeah :)) Hope you like this one!

Hinata

Hinata would be very adamant about his celebrity crush let's be honest here

Ever since he learned about your singing group and your albums he was completely hooked

He’s seen all your interviews, has your group’s merch, etc. this man is devoted

Atsumu asked if he had any other celebrity crushes and sweet orange baby was appalled

“No offense, ‘Tsumu, but that’s the most ridiculous question I’ve ever heard. Of course I don’t, have you seen y/n?”

If he wasn’t traveling so much you bet your ass he would have gone to one of your concerts already, but alas 😔

He doesn’t post about you or your group a bunch on social media just because he’s focused on training and games and such, but when he does?

Ohhh boy

He gushes about your entire group, but he puts so much of an emphasis on you that it’s obvious you’re his favorite

“I’ve been listening to their new album on repeat for hours - sooooo glad y/n had so many solos this time around cause her voice is ✨immaculate✨!!!!”

You get tagged in a lot of stuff on social media so it never really comes across your radar, but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t love watching volleyball and just adore everything about this man

If you knew he had social media you would have followed him in a heartbeat

Everytime you see him getting talked about or interviewed on television you’re just completely enraptured

One time another member of your group tried changing the channel when you were watching him in a post-game press conference and you DEADASS FOUGHT FOR THE REMOTE

“Jesus, y/n, you’re straight up feral for this volleyball guy” “He’s amazing and super pretty, let me simp in peace”

At one point your group gets an official TikTok account because why the hell not (and it’s great for publicity)

Questions usually come from your fans in the comments, but then it gets to your turn and being the hoes they are, your group conspires to ask one of their own

Your lead guitarist walks up to you sitting on the couch with her phone in hand, and pans to you watching a recorded MSBY game on the TV “Hey, one of your questions is about a celebrity crush, would you mind telling everyone yours?”

You smile excitedly, exclaiming, “Shoyo Hinata, duh. I love him and he’s my dream guy, thank you very much” NO HESITATION

Your whole publicity team loves the video and it gets posted immediately despite how flustered you’ve become

Hinata gets to the locker room after practice that same day and his phone is exploding with people tagging him on all different platforms

Tangerine bby is so confused, so he presses on one of the more recent posts and it’s a video of you watching the game with just “👀” as the caption

He’s already really happy ‘cause ‘holy flapjacks that’s my team!!!’ 🥺

Hinata registers a question about a celebrity crush from behind the camera, and before he knows it, his name is on your lips

THIS BOY YELPS AND NEARLY FLINGS HIS PHONE

Scares the entire team with his reaction and Atsumu is clutching his chest

“You almost gave me a heart attack, what happened?” “Y/N SAYS I’M HER DREAM GUY, I CAN DIE HAPPY”

He posts a video immediately and tags you back, and he’s got the biggest smile on his face ohmygoshhhhh “I swear on my life that you are my dream girl, I will seriously DM you my number if you want”

The internet f l i p s. I kid you not.

And you’re also freaking out because he has social media and you didn’t know? And also HE WANTS TO GIVE YOU HIS NUMBER?? So you just reply with “yes pls :3” skdjfdksop

You have your phone on hand the entire day and when you finally get a DM from his account you’re scrambling to respond/ft him asap

He sends you tickets for the next MSBY game you can make it to, and you coordinate VIP tickets for his team to come and see your group perform on tour

When y’all meet in person for the first time it’s at a little coffee shop a few days before the game you came to watch

And oh my gosh he’s even cuter in person? How is that humanly possible??

Y’all talk about anything and everything, whether that be pertaining to your careers or about your favorite dog breed

And then at the end of the day he hits you with a blushy and curious, “So, could I consider this a first date?”

You almost cry of happiness because he’s so precious, and all you can do is nod excitedly - “I would really, really like it if you did”

Being the cheeky cutie pies you both are, a picture is posted to your Instagram of y’all hugging with the caption, “met dream guy today”

That photo becomes your most liked post in a span of two days

The internet loves you both so much it’s insane

Bokuto

Similar to Hinata, Bokuto is very open about his love for his celeb crush

Flaunts his adoration for you everywhere and to everyone he’s friends with, but Bokuto’s like a boisterous little puppy so everyone is more or less used to it

He’s the type of guy to fall for an actress, especially like the awesome badass roles, so when he finds out about you while watching a movie one evening he legit binges everything you appear in right after

You don’t even gotta be the main character he’ll watch it just for you, doesn’t matter the genre

He’s quite active on social media and he’s like a proud boyfriend whenever he sees something about new content that you’re involved in

“Y/n looks so badass in this promo, already super excited to watch!!!”

Will repost legit anything about new stuff that you’re in it’s practically half of his feed

The other half consisting of volleyball and his friends 🥰❤️

Anywho, he gets a chance to see a movie premiere when Kuroo’s rich ass invites him along (cuz Kenma said no LMAO)

Heart❤️been broke💔🤕 so many times⏰ i don’t know❌🤷‍♀️ what to believe 🍃🙏

Doesn’t realize that you’ll be there until he sees you’re in the movie poster plastered on the red carpet

And then he looks to his left and you’re actually right there in person

He’s this close to swooning because omfg you’re so pretty-

Kuroo is standing off to the side like ‘bruh, want me to introduce you’ and Bo is bouncing on his heels like ‘YES OMG YOU KNOW HER PERSONALLY??’

You know nearly nothing about volleyball but that doesn’t even matter when Kuroo introduces you both

He’s just so genuine that you can’t help but smile and laugh at all the little things he does

You would take an Ushijima-spiked volleyball to the face for him and it’s only been ten minutes since y’all met

Like who is Ushijima and why is his left hand so spooky but anyways

He doesn’t wanna bother you too much and starts on his way to his seat in the theater, but before that you ask him if he’s going to the afterparty and if you’ll see him there

Owl child is pumped and begs Kuroo to let him tag along after the premiere

Kuroo eventually gives in because Bokuto won’t stop asking/pouting

Bokuto, for the eight millionth time: Please Kuroo lemme go :///

Kuroo: Jesus fine would you stop talking now

Bokuto: :D yee

Cute little whiny bitch lmao but he gets what he wants

So after the movie (which Bokuto loved btw) he goes to the after party and y’all talk the entire time

Like you’ll obviously stop and thank people for their kind words about the film, but then all attention goes right back to him

He’s over the moon cause you’re so nice and fun to be around, even better than he thought you would be

It’s getting a bit later into the night when you look over at him with a mischievous grin and lean over: “Wanna leave and go get some hot chocolate? Kinda tired of people buying me so much alcohol”

He is SO EXCITED - grabs your hand and y’all walk out of the after party without a second thought, but not before Bokuto tells Kuroo where he’ll be

“Hey Kuroo ima go get some hot chocolate with y/n, not sure when I’ll be back so I’ll text you” “okay have f-BOKUTO WHAT”

You sneaky little secret agents go out the back way to avoid paparazzi and order hot chocolates at this nearby cafe

Homies because you both got whipped cream on your drinks 😌👊

Y’all just have fun and joke around the rest of the night and end up exchanging contacts

You laughed so hard at one point that your hand jolted the mug you were holding and whipped cream got on your nose, so Bo just reached over and swiped it off without thinking

You blushed red when he licked the whipped cream off his thumb

This man knows not what he does

Little did you know some of the press saw you both straight vibing in your cute little booth and took pictures

Congrats you’re in the tabloids 🥳🥳 have fun with that

But honestly you don’t care because the pictures they took were so cute?

You legit contact the photographer and ask him to send you copies just cause

Needless to say you both start hanging out a whole lot, and it quickly turns into the most adorable dates; y’all are always seen out together and are super open about your relationship ugh we stan

Atsumu

Okay hear me out please: Atsumu is a closeted Broadway nerd

Tell me honestly that this overdramatic bitch would not love everything to do with musicals you can’t

You wouldn’t know at all until you've walked into his room and it’s just covered wall to wall in playbills

He has a warm up playlist devoted to cast recordings and literally no one knows about it because he named it some stupidly vague thing like “Bops”

Anyways you’re his all time favorite performer and he’s seen quite a few of your shows whenever he has the time

Tsumu gets really happy when he sees on your social media that you’re visiting Japan but doesn’t think anything of it

Until he’s finished playing a game at Sendai Stadium, standing with the team to sign autographs and there you are in front of him

He knew you enjoyed sports but...you came to watch his team?

Like boy half of MSBY is on the Japan National Team are you really that surprised-

The answer is YES because he’s having trouble speaking coherently as he signs the shirt you’re holding out to him

Holy shit it’s his jersey number he’s about to pass out-

Legit looks up and goes “could you give me one second?” and SPEEDS OFF TO FIND HIS BAG

You’re blinking in confusion but don’t think much else of it when Hinata bounces over to sign your stuff with his lil’ sunshine smile

Atsumu races back with his stuff, effectively startling Hinata in the process

He suddenly gets all shy when he pulls a perfectly preserved playbill out of his bag and shows it to you

“It’s my good luck charm. Do you mind signing it for me?”

Your eyes are starry because wow he took good care of that playbill and he also knows who you are??

Nervously gives you the pen he was using to sign stuff and you happily autograph the cover for him

“I didn’t realize Atsumu Miya was a fan,” you laugh. “I could say the same about you,” he grins back and holy crap if that’s not the most attractive thing-

You pull a very forward move and flip open to the cast list, writing your phone number under your headshot, and Tsumu is floored when you wink at him

“Hopefully that’ll bring you and me both some luck”

HE IS DOWN FOR THE COUNT; He’s supposed to be the flirty one on the team so everyone is laughing their asses off at his awestruck gaping

Anyways after the day ends and Sakusa has finally finished making fun of Atsumu for being a closeted musical theater stan, he texts you and asks to meet up the next day to which you eagerly respond yes

Y’all spend the rest of your trip going sightseeing together and Atsumu shows you little hidden gems around the area

Sometimes Osamu tags along to your absolute delight, because he’s hilarious and knows where all the best food spots are

Even after you leave Japan you both continue talking back and forth and coordinate times to meet whenever you’re in the same place

You’re ecstatic to know that Tsumu is very well versed when it comes to his shows, however it doesn’t particularly translate into his singing skills lmao sorry babe

But that doesn’t matter to him because at least he can rap Guns and Ships

Starting the relationship is a bit difficult just because you’re both such a long distance from each other, but each of you decide that it’s worth it since you get along so perfectly

There are so many surprise visits and every time he sees a show he sends a massive bouquet of flowers to your dressing room

You’re always spotted out and about in your Black Jackals hoodie because it’s incredibly warm and it also reminds you of him

He’s just so soft for you and supports you no matter what

Sakusa

No one would ever know about Sakusa’s celebrity crush, like ever

Because he’s Sakusa and if you go near his things in the first place you’re guaranteed to be hit with the disinfectant spray bottle

Not to mention the fact that he doesn’t display any of his merch at all

I feel like Sakusa would have more interest in an athlete, cause he knows that you’d take serious care of your health and that you also share his love of competition at a high caliber

Highkey think he’d fall for a figure skater

He admires the elegance and the grueling amount of physical discipline it takes to put on a solid performance

Also the outfits get the Sakusa Sparkle of Approval™

They’re just so pretty and well taken care of

The team knows about his infatuation with the sport more or less; he’s not afraid to watch competitions in front of them

If anyone on MSBY looked hard enough, they could probably figure out his exceptional interest in your performances in particular

But they’re dumbasses so it never really catches on

He for sure went to the Japan Figure Skating Championships to see who would qualify

He got one of those really nice seats up close to the rink because why not

Maybe bought something for you to not-so-subtly and awkwardly toss on the rink after your last performance

He hopes y’all spray those gifts down with a firehose because sweaty bodies be falling all over that ice; disgusting

Anyways it was a panda bear 🥰

You LOVE pandas (wow what a coincidence) and you catch a glimpse of this cute as hell dude tossing one on the rink for you

Who is this man and why is he so pretty??

Anyways you’re watching the rest of the competition from the waiting room with some other contenders

The commentators start to pan in on this top volleyball player guy who came to watch or something and hoLY ShiT-

It’s PANDA MAN

Up close you can see just how pretty he actually is and it’s mind boggling

But despite the fact that he now lives rent free in your head you let it go cause what’re the chances

Pretty damn high, apparently, because guess who you find trying to desperately avoid the crowd leaving the stadium

“Hey, you threw me a panda plush earlier, right? You’re the one they said was on the Japan National Volleyball team!”

Sakusa is kinda shocked you recalled that information from the brief moment that they focused in on him (yes he noticed the cameras but didn’t say anything and just sat there awkwardly)

“I’m surprised you remembered me”

“Well of course I did! A cute guy from the National Team gave me a panda bear!”

You realize that you said he was cute way too late, but the warm crinkle of his eyes tells you that there’s a bit of a smile behind that mask of his now

Sir how cute can you possibly be I am ✨💍 proposing 💍✨

And so starts a wonderful conversation as you both wait for the crowds outside to dissipate

You’re the one to eventually ask for his number because gosh darn it he’s perfect and you’ve already admitted he’s cute so just shoot the shot

Sakusa’s expression stays relatively stoic but on the inside he’s kinda freaking out

But in a good way 😌💖 so he tells you his number and you put it in your phone and vice versa

His contact name is “Cute Volleyboy 🐼” at which Sakusa actually chuckles when you show him

It takes a little bit of conversation back and forth after your first meeting but eventually you’re both confident that you really like each other

Dates where you teach Sakusa how to skate!!! He’s pretty graceful so they’re actually quite enjoyable

You don’t know much about volleyball but Sakusa fills you in a lot, and you get super interested in the sport

Soon after you start dating you surprise him at one of his home games with the Black Jackals

There's no way in hell that Sakusa told his team about you, although everyone noted he was in a great mood as of late

So when you show up on the sidelines after the match and hand their germaphobe of a wing spiker a stuffed panda - which he ACCEPTS - they’re flipping out

Even more so when you kiss him on the cheek because whAT-

Sakusa knew this would happen but finds himself no longer giving a shit since you totally love his team anyways

But if Atsumu ever gets too close to you he won’t hesitate to throw that two-tone haired hoe away

[sunshinetoshi]

*ahem* i decided i would start with not daichi because that's ✨expected✨ from me but 🤲🏽 may i get 🤲🏽 akaashi + street by street by laufey + angst HURT ME

akaashi x reader (1.1k words)

i'm taking back my city i'm taking back my life

tw: angst (post-breakup)

A/N: kat bby i cried when i first listened to this song. twas fun 🥴 asjkdf. but fr i really like it so bless your music taste (cause the others are good too eeeek those are coming up heheh). i also tried something a lil different so idk how much pain there’ll be but tbh just the thought of breaking up with keiji hurts me ah. okay here ya go xx

“Are you sure you don’t want to go?” “Yeah, it’ll be fun, the three of us together!”

You gave a polite smile to your two friends, “I’m sure, but thank you.”

“But it’s your favorite cafe!”

“I know, I just don’t feel like it today.” You pulled the blanket up and snuggled into the throw pillow of the couch. “But maybe you can bring me back a scone?” you lifted a brow at them with a small smile.

“Y/N,” one friend started as they plopped on the couch near your legs, “I understand you not coming if you don’t feel like it, but you’ve haven’t been feeling like it for a month.” They looked at you seriously, “Are you sure this isn’t you moping?”

You sighed and sat up. “I’m not moping. I told you guys I’m feeling better. I just don’t feel like it, really. This isn’t about him.”

You jolted back from the person you bumped into. “Oh, I’m so sorry! Are you okay?”

The boy turned to you.

You looked at his eyes and were caught by the color that looked like the deep waters of the ocean. Your eyes travelled to his hair and you smiled. He was very pretty. Your gaze dropped shyly to the floor. “I’m sorry again, I should’ve watched where I was going.”

“You don’t need to apologize. I’m okay.”

You looked up at the sound of his voice and saw the kind smile on his face.

“You said you want to move past him but you’re not doing anything productive to start that journey.”

You head snapped to their direction. Were they right?

Your other friend took a few steps toward you two. “Hey, hey, that’s enough. Everyone heals at their own pace. They’re entitled to do this anyway they please.” They gave your friend on the couch a pointed look, “Let’s get going.”

They sighed and stood up from the couch, “I just don’t think he has the right to break your heart and still consume your life.” They saw they weren’t getting a reaction from you. “We’ll see you later, Y/N.”

You stayed in that spot for a long time after they left. Everything they said was right. You did want to move on from him. You were still letting him be the only thing on your mind. Maybe you did need to take a step forward.

You found yourself moving to your bathroom and getting showered. You were all ready, a bag packed for whatever it was that you were going to do today, you still didn’t know. The only thing you knew was that you had to go out, you had to stop moping. You took a look in the mirror at your hoodie and jeans.

He opened the door and you looked him up and down, taking in his slacks and his sweater layered over a collared shirt.

“Aw, Keiji! You didn’t tell me we were dressing up today!” you pouted at him.

He chuckled softly and pulled you into his apartment. He brought the two of you in front of the small mirror by his entryway. “I don’t know what you mean,” he traced a hand down one of your arms, “I think you look perfect.”

“I’m in a hoodie and jeans.”

“You look radiant,” he whispered as he snuggled his head into the crook of your neck.

Again, you didn’t know where you were going. But you found yourself in the parking lot to the quaint part of town, with tourists and locals alike milling around.

You got out of your car and had to smile at the feeling of the sun on you balanced with a gentle breeze blowing. It was a beautiful day. You looked around and saw it wasn't as busy or crowded as it normally is.

“This is where you try to go every weekend?” He intertwined your fingers and stood closer to you.

You nodded, “I used to come here a lot as a kid, too. There’s something about this place that just makes me happy. I think it’s my favorite place.” You smile at him, “And now I’m sharing it with you.”

“Well I can’t wait to bring you here often and see that happy look on your face.”

You walked past the little souvenir stores and coffee shops.

Swinging hands. Quiet shared laughter. Sipping each others’ drinks. Stolen kisses. I-love-you’s.

A man on his cellphone paced near a closeby bench. “No, you’re not listening to me! I told you those documents needed to be dropped off to them by ten this morning! Didn’t you see the memo I left you?”

A shiver ran down your back and you hurried yourself to move past him.

“Don’t you see it too, Y/N?”

You wiped at the tears running down your face. “No, I thought-”

“We’re not working anymore.”

You shook your head in disagreement. “I don’t know what you mean. I thought you were happy, I thought we were happy.”

“I’m not.” A deafening pause. “I’m not happy.”

Your body froze up.

“I think it’s best if we broke up.”

You felt it, your heart break.

“What did you think, little? Did you have fun?” a mother asked her young daughter. They were walking from the exit of the community art gallery.

“So much fun, Mama! When I grow up I want to be an artist too and paint pretty pictures like they did. And maybe one day they’ll be up in a place like that one!”

“Listen to me. You are so much more than who you were with him. You have so much to provide to this world. When you’re able to pick up the pieces of your heart, you’re going to be unstoppable and you’re going to shine so much brighter.”

You listened to the words of your friend, one who never held back from what they felt.

“It’s not always going to be like this, we promise,” your other friend comforted, rubbing your back as you continued to cry your heart out.

They loved you.

You continued to walk and walk, taking in the sights you haven’t seen in quite a while. You stopped when your eye caught sight of the city garden. More and more flashbacks.

An inevitably broken promise that you two would one day see what that garden had to offer.

You took a deep breath and marched up to the entrance. Your walk through the beginning was slow, looking at all the different flowers and butterflies around you. It was beautiful.

You found a little bridge they put by a pond and stared at the movement of the water and koi swimming. All these things you saw today, from the moment you left your apartment, were filled with life, moving and moving on. And it was all so beautiful.

A smile found its way to your face as you felt something you haven’t felt in while.  Perhaps it won’t fix it all but it still was a blessing to feel. It almost snuck up on you, you hadn’t even realized it. But it was there.

Peace. Happiness. Solitude.