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quinloki · 6 months

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So pre apology but I’m existing on very little sleep and the brain is not completely braining

HOWEVER

….

I went with 7’0” for Thatch since he has no official height and we don’t really see him next to any other characters often to compare (and one piece heights are not consistent, let’s be real). And this already makes my brain go brrr

I legit could not get them out of my head ALL DAY it will not stop so pls have this little trinket of what my brain has come up with

Just imagining being like, a new recruit, and the 1st division commander stops you to ask how things are going after dinner. You’re having to look up at him a bit, but that’s normal around the crew. Thatch pops by, checking in as well. They’re the friendly type so if course they’re gonna check in on the cute new little recruit.

While y’all are chatting by the doorway of the mess hall, someone calls from above deck that land has been spotted. They both go to move you out of the pathway, essentially putting you between them, apologizing as a bunch of unruly crew members go to pass by right where you were all just at to see what kind of land is coming up.

And you go to reassure them it’s fine thank you for not letting you get trampled when you freeze, realizing just how big they are and how easily they just manhandled you out of the way and how you’re essentially buried between them as the crew passes by. You finally stutter it out, but it’s definitely not missed by either man the tone or the fact that you’re completely flushed.

They discuss and make it a point to really drive home the size difference in the next few days. Maybe coming up behind you, moving you gently while apologizing and saying they’re in a hurry. Or sitting on either side of you at a table as you read a book. Maybe even one of them offering to spar with you, wrapping their whole hand easily around your forearm to pull you down or over their shoulder.

By the end of a few days you’re a flustered mess and can’t stop picturing being between the two commanders in more than one way.

…..

Man it’s been awhile since I had such a fluid thought LOL I’m gonna do a few things and then head to bed and hopefully ponder this more bc… gods… I want them. A man who can manhandle me AND open the door/pull out a chair? Perfect xD

okay but I'm 154cm and ...

KAZ YOU ARE KILLING ME.

Oh gods and I can see it too, those two working together. They're besties if ever there were besties and you cannot convince me otherwise. The only reason Marco doesn't leave with Ace to get revenge on Teach is because Pops' word is law for him more than his own personal feelings, and he's come to that belief long before Ace ever crawled into existence.

BUT

Yeah. You're not going to get seduced by one or the other, it's going to be both. Marco's quiet and smooth, and Thatch is a little more animated about things, but just as smooth.

Eventually, it'll be Marco's finger under your chin, letting you get lost in his eyes, asking if they can kiss you, and you just nod almost dumbly like you've been having dreams about these two with all the interactions and teasing that they've done over the last few weeks. If someone doesn't kiss you you're going to explode or just yeet yourself overboard at this point.

Marco leans in, closing that sweet distance slow and steady, and gods your heart is going to just beat against your ribs until they crack, and just before you think it's going to happen, Thatch turns you toward him and kisses you.

The shift was planned between the two of them, specifically to just knock you off balance. You're dizzy from the sudden shift, and gods Thatch kisses like he flirts and right now you can't keep up with it, and the soft moan that tangle between your lips escapes when he leans back. Face flushed, hungry for more, Marco turns your attention back to him, hand warm against your face as he pulls you in.

His kiss is less of a rush, but the flood of blood into your face and lips because of Thatch is making the feel of Marco's lips against yours tingle. The action might be more reserved, but if you ever doubted before that they were in cahoots, you don't doubt it now.

Thatch raises your hand gently within his larger one, kissing the back of your hand softly as Marco lets you lean back from the kiss. There's no escape for you, not that you want it, not that you're being trapped. This isn't a yandere-styled story, the way you've been wooed and won over was soft and sweet, if not calculated and focused.

There's been no guessing in this game, and you know all the options available. Safe between the two, would easily make you the safest person on the grandline.

#quin answers #kazieai #marco the phoenix #thatch one piece #x reader #reader insert

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funkylittlebats · 2 years

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Ok wait I'm having Timberkon thoughts.

What if Kon and Bernard have known each other for a while before Bernard and Tim even see each other again. Kon stops by this one coffee shop whenever he's on his way to hang out with Tim, and becomes a regular, and Bernard is the barista who serves him most often. Y'all know where this is going.

Kon and Bernard end up becoming... eh, not quite friends, they don't see each other enough for that. But they definitely enjoy the others company. Eventually Bernard even gets comfortable enough to rant to Kon about his crazy theories, and Kon just sits there like "oh. This mfer kinda cute actually." Bernard, of course, already thought the same about Kon (he's not blind).

Flash forward, Tim wants to introduce his best friend to his boyfriend so he invites Kon over and when he gets there Bernard and Kon just stare and each other like ??? You??? It's you??? And all three of them just sit there confused until Tim finally pipes up asking like. Yo wtf.

And then Kon and Bernard just BUST out laughing, trying to explain the situation to Tim through wheezes. Everything settles down and they eat take-out on the couch with a movie.

(Now here's where I'm gonna branch off into two different endings, a sweet one and a funny one, bc I can't decide which one I like more.)

Ending 1 (sweet)

Kon hangs out with Tim and Bernard more and more, and everything just feels natural, but they never discuss it, what there is between the three of them--if anything. It gets to the point that Kon has slept in their bed with them a few times.

It's one of those times that the delicate silence breaks. Tim wakes up first (for the first time in history lol), makes the three of them breakfast, and sets their plates down in front of them when the two finally make their way to the kitchen. "Here ya go, my loves."

It just sort of slips out like that. He didn't really mean to say it, he was still a bit bogged down with sleep (he'd only had one cup of coffee, not nearly enough for Tim). They all freeze, pointedly not looking at each other. He could play it off, they're close enough that it wouldn't be that weird to call Kon "his love" and pretend it's still platonic. But then Bernard slips his hand around Kon's and brings it up to his lips.

And there it was. That was all the confirmation any of them needed to make it official. Tim and Bernard were Kon's and Kon was their's, just as much as they were each other's. No more pretending that the obvious wasn't there, they could finally breathe.

Ending 2 (funny)

Kon hangs out with Tim and Bernard more and more, and everything just feels natural, but they never discuss it, what there is between the three of them--if anything. But it bugs Bernard. It bugs him so much--he's not the type who can just leave stuff like this unsaid, it's killing him!

So he decides he's gonna fucking talk about it, whether his boys like it or not. He sits them down one night before dinner (which they eat together every day--I mean seriously how are they not official yet? These emotionally constipated idiots smh) and connects his laptop to the tv.

Oh, Bernard revels in the blush onhis boys' faces when they read the screen. "Why Tim Drake, Kon El, and Bernard Dowd should be in an official polyamorus relationship"

He has some pretty damning evidence, it must be said. A picture of Tim asleep with his head in Kon's lap, a long and incomplete lists of cute but unofficial dates the three have been on (roller skating, picnics, museums and galleries, watching sunsets on rooftops, ...), the fact that Tim changed his costume to honor Kon and then spent years trying to clone him, etc.

When he's finally done he does not give them even a second to ask questions before scurrying off to go heat up leftovers for them. When comes back to them sucking each other's face, he just smiles proudly and pinches Tim to get them to break apart for food, snickering at his yelp.

There's no more tension when they wrap their bodies around each other and fall asleep that night.

#timberkon #timber #timbern #timkon #tim drake #bernard dowd #kon el #conner kent #dc #batman #batfam #red robin #superboy

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i-need-air · 4 years

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Hey it's me again ❤️

I'm just gonna whisper something in your mind (is that even possible?)

Having a baby with Hybrid Katsuki.

Just that. Imagine girl. Perfection.

Ok, real talk here. Every time I see a request from you I uwu a little bit bc I know for a fact whatever you're requesting will make me get so immersed and involved and I'm gonna 💕💞AAAAAA💕💞 while writing AND [lemmecatchmybreath] it happened once again skdjdkfkf Hope you enjoy and sorry it took longer than normal~

Word count: 1.8k

× listen 🥺 I already started and I'm melting, ok?

× when he finds out you're having a smol baby together?

× he freezes and looks at you in a whole different light

× if you're getting pregnant, he will definitely smell the change in your scent and will know even before you do; he'd be instantly by your side with a bewitched expression on his face, taking your cheeks into his palms to just soak everything in yet he's shaking slightly

× and even if you adopt [hopefully a smol hybrid], something deep inside of Katsuki, burried and long forgotten surfaces

× this is the life he always wanted, he always craved even in his darker moments

× this happiness, this fulfillment, this joy

× I absolutely believe he will diligently read and learn everything about the baby to come; will educate himself like no other, deciding to be the very best father he could ever be

× his life was rough and he was stolen away from his biological family, he will now have a chance to have his own and he will not fail you or the baby

× when you hold the little bundle of sunshine in your hands, head down admiring the beauty of a new life, he will stand there, again in shock, again soaking this moment in... so beautiful, so perfect

× will he ever tell you that? of course not; angry ass wild pomeranian—

× but his face gives him away every single time and when you tilt yourself to hand him his new son or daughter, he falls in love for the second time in his life;

× he burries his nose in the soft and fragile skin of the baby's head and breathes in, his instinct kicking in to defend, protect, care, look out for...

× watch carefully because once the baby makes a noise, he'll still, unsure of what to do, but smile so softly as the baby coos in his arms securely; that right there is the best image you can have of soft Katsuki.

× the first few weeks are actually horrible, sorry to break it to everyone aksjskdj not because he doesn't know what to do or does not want to help; on the contrary, he is so incredibly attentive but he also recites the books he learned by memory at this point and it's getting absolutely infuriating;

× although understand him, please; he wants to prove he's a good dad 🥺 except you wanna smack him bc he scoffs if you suggest something he isn't sure about.

× you will find him standing by the baby's crib as it sleeps; he's just???? making sure this is not a dream????? don't question anything though

× can we hc Bakugou with a daughter too? [ already established in the Hybrid!Kiri hcs that Kiri'd have daughter bUT i just really really like beefy men with tiny daughters;;; my heartttt;;; ]

× his little angel, no discussion, no argument, his daughter can do NO WRONG!

× he's very down to earth though, don't get me wrong, he just absolutely adores spoiling her

× speaks softly into her ear, the lowest you'd hear from him

× gruff, raspy, gutural voice ofter overused to scream now low and soft as he holds her into his chest; doesn't do baby-voices or anything like that, but calls her his angel then smirks at you if you're watching;;; then starts softly complaining and bitching about you to the baby 💀 all while rubbing her back

× omfg his hand is as big as her tiny back; guys, call an ambulance, I'm—

× Katsuki would be the type of little shit to pull what I just said then grab you and glue you to his chest too; he'd look down at you both, eyes shining in such adoration he'd take your breath away just before he continues his ranting about you;

× once the baby starts being more interactive, her giggles specially the ones induced by her daddy will make him melt; absolute diminute baby with a small wiggling tail clapping her chubby hands at her dad? his eyes would widen suddently, ears snapping high in surprise and he's taken back by the emotions overtaking him

× he's gone, man; she has him wrapped around her tiny little finger and you can't do anything about it

× instantly acts all in denial if someone is around though; scoffs to hide is obvious smile, placing a palm on his mouth to further block it out and tickles her with the other, earning another fit of giggles

× please, don't tell him his whole tail is waving from side to side

× the only clear giveaway apart from his ears and it's;;; a d o r a b l e;;;

× specially when your daughter also starts wagging her tail in response whenever he does it;

× "Hey, come see what the dumbass is doing!" or "Look at what she did" while showing you a video; proud pappa 🥺

× we're bringing back Proud Bakugou bc hIS DAUGHTER iS tHe BeSt; no, seriously, his kid is the mf best in the world and he will start this presentation with—

× now sit down with me and accept this: the baby; yes, your sweet daughter; mhm, that adorable screeching angel; mhm;;; she'll talk so early it's disturbing.

× at 6 months or so she's already saying mamma, dadda, kitty, woof-woof

× seriously terrifying how sharp she is and how she cannot shut up; for the love of gOd, Katsuki, this is all your fault... it doesn't matter, he just smirks as he has another reason to brag to anyone about his child

× did that street vendor look at him funny? "I'M GONNA FUCKING TELL YOU ABOUT MY DAUGHTER—"

× super-protective of her and fucking hates with a burning passion if anyone dares to do that thing where they match up babies saying "Maybe they'll get married when they grow up"

× hands down, no filter, he just looks deep down in whoever had the audacity and says "Like fucking shit they'd deserve her."

× drag him away before he throws fists

× he will definitely if you don't drag him away and you know it, they know it, the baby knows it and cheers for pappa, the whole world knows it at this point and they're buying tickets to watch the shitshow

× chest carrier and walks around with the kid like a boss

× man has shit to do, don't even dare to judge him;

× handles fits really well, he's impressive to say at least

× she's spoiled, yes and always has new toys, coloring books, whatever she wants but the moment she throws fits, he puts his foot down

× baby would be smol angery bb all adorable in all her Bakugou genetics anger and he'd just stare, tapping his foot

× literally waits in place until she calms and looks up at him with big, round eyes, puffy red cheeks and ears lowered

× mission accomplished; he nods then picks her up;

× and you're there amazed??????

× "The fuck you lookin' at?" lil shit still has a foul mouth tho, but make him get just as pouty and embarrassed as the child in his arms by saying something cheesy like "How amazing you are as a dad 💕"

× all rainbows and unicorns until she starts repeating insults and fr tho, Katsu almost shits his pants, fearing your reaction. Will, hands down, chill out with the insults even if he meant no damage with them; he has this unreadable expression on, a mix of shame and fluster, dread too? he's sorry, ok????

× loves, loves, loves cooking for you both and once the kiddo has her own special chair to sit at the dining table together, that's when he sees it: his dream

× you, wiping some food off her cheek with a loving expression, talking about your day casually, baby giggling while she moves her face away playfully; he loves you both so much.

× has these rare moments where, at the end of the day once you're settled in bed, he'd hug you tight and thank you in his mind for... for this... all of it...

× once she starts walking they're both a disaster

× seriously, do not expect the household to be silent ever again [ well, that dream was gone long ago anyway lol ]

× "Where the fuck do you think you're goin'?"

× rapid giggle running around from place to place

× "Oh, for fucks—"

× "Katsuki." you only need to say, catching him in his insults

× 😳 ... "Kid, come back, we're goin' to the park." Skdjkdfkl

× sudden adorable tiny fast steps approach him bc they're going for walkies!

× he is very careful with her and teaches her about stranger danger; also teaches her how to growl and even if her attempt is a total failure, small rawr leaving her lips, he's like "Yes. Good job. Now give it more heart."

× he growls as an example

× she growls back, sounding like a cute lil pup 🥺💕

× as she grows up, she obviously acts more like her father yet he knows when to stop the bad behaviors and it only takes a warning growl from him to get her to cease

× yet somehow you're the strict parent at the end of the day??????? tf????????? who made the rules??????

× starts calling her brat, squirt, lil shit 💕lovingly💕

× "your child" if she did something bad

× "Your fucking child kicked the ball into the vase and broke it." Aha, nice one, Katsuki. Good job.

× not to brag but her puppy eyes don't work on him but yours do; the problem is her puppy eyes do work on you bc she's the light of your life so if she wants something; she'll puppy-eye you knowing you'll get it for her bc daddy loves you very much 💕💞

× literally evil mastermind; didn't I tell you she's sharp? pft, she's playing you both so hard

× every day he comes back from work she runs to him at the door, tail wiggling happily behind her as she stretches her arms to be picked up and he always does, without a doubt, then proceeds to kiss the top of her head

× come out to greet him too? the whole loving routine is his absolute thing and wants to see you, have you kiss his cheek; he complains but adores it soooooo much!

× you have a family night; BONDING WITH MOODY POMERANIANS. Yes, plural, and it sounds perfect~

× even if it's just one of those animated movies he hates so much, he'll watch through all of it and make sarcastic comments just to make you both laugh; will grin satisfied asf if he manages to do so bc he's the best.

× will definitely want another kid, so how about maybe a boy??? hmm???

× asks you if you're up for the idea and if you agree, he'll roll his eyes and crack his shoulders, acting so very uninterested and purely exhausted yet his smirk would give him away:

× "Knew you'd torture me with another devil"

× throw him out, istg— 💀

#bakugou katsuki headcanons #noire writes #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #hybrid!bakugou #hybrid!au

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azucanela · 4 years

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Ahh i'm glad you write for them, thank you so much for answering my question :) may i ask for Dabi, Shigaraki and Toga headcanons w/ a female reader that likes to sing but is kinda shy about it? and like one time they catch her singing and are just speechless because her voice is so beautiful? Thank you so much :)

HEARING THEIR SHY S/O SING[HEADCANNONS]

[ft. dabi, shigaraki tomura, and toga himiko]

SUMMARY: in which Y/N can sing but nobody else knew that, until they did, and let me tell you they were SHOCKED.

WORD COUNT: 1.6k

WARNINGS: implications of death, implications of nsfw, almost nudity bc towels, embarrassment, dabi being a perv, blood, injuries

A/N: this concept makes me happy lol, dabi’s is my favorite kjsahkjfshdkjh anyways ofc bb thank you for requesting! this is adorable :D

DABI

in all honesty, you’re probably singing in the shower and dabi is super nosy and has zero shame, so he kinda just comes into the bathroom while you are showering, like a perv

he hears you singing in the shower because he randomly shows up to your apartment, and he kinda just listens from outside for a hot minute because WOW, there is no one else it could be, unless you lived with a ghost who took 30 minute showers just like you did

he sincerely doubted this was the case

he’s vibing tbh, after he collects himself, he’ll kinda just take a seat on the toilet with a small smile on his face, and you won’t hear him unless he decides to sing along just to give you a heart attack

probably realizes that the reason he didn’t already know you have the voice of a literal angel is because of the fact that you’re a shy bb, and he’s gonna savor this while it lasts

he will tease you though, when you come out of the shower, grabbing your towel and then opening the shower curtain to him just sitting there, dopey smile on his face

“hey doll.”

you curse him out, cheeks warming, you lowkey forgot that you have no clothes on as you cuss him out, and he APPRECIATES the sight before him

you being angry is a TURN O N, angry and naked? even better

i think you know where this about to go

anyways as you curse him out for invading your privacy, you do be feeling EMBARRASSED because you were singing your heart out in there and he was just listENING

the audacity.

“you’re a really good singer, babe.”

Now you are more embarrassed and it suddenly dawns on you that you are not wearing clothes, just a towel to cover your body, and you are glaring at this mans because what the-

“what were you even thinking?!”

“that i would listen to my beautiful girlfriends equally beautiful voice.”

the type to ask you to sing for him, he has no shame like i said, will randomly say, “i like this song, think you could sing for me?”

you’re shy and like nO

he’s like, “come on babe, a private session ;)”

yeah he really likes this whole singing thing and will hype you up, but subtly, like hes constantly complimenting your singing voice because it really is just super pretty and he wants you to know this so that you’ll sing more

already comes to your home randomly, but this will increase in frequency because he really wants to hear you sing more AND catch you singing in the shower

LOWKEY

REALLY REALLY LOWKEY

LIKE R E A L L Y LOWKEY

i can see him asking you to sing him to sleep, it reminds him of his childhood because he finds comfort in your voice, and this would be the only time he’s shy about it

you’re just like WHAT internally, because if you express your shock externally he IS going to retreat back into himself and you will have lost your chance at a emotionally available Dabi

my type is emotionally unavailable people sigh

SHIGARAKI TOMURA

most confused award goes to this mans

you’re probably just singing along to your music as you clean your room, he told you he was dropping by, hence the cleaning, you are also dancing because why not vibe

he opens the door, you don’t hear him with your earbuds in, and he kinda just freezes at the door because thats your voice

your actual voice

he listens for a bit because it sounds pretty and he likes it, he’s really confused, but he likes it, and you

tbh this is a really domestic moment and tomura is really shocked that he’s enjoying leaning up against your doorway as you treat the broom in hand as a mic and belt out some nice lyrics

kinda hates that he likes it

they you turn around after finishing the song with a dramatic little ending, and open your eyes to see your lovely emotionally constipated boyfriend standing there, albeit uncomfortably, his arms are awkwardly crossed and he’s squirming under your gaze

“so... is that your quirk?” genuinely thinks you are such a good singer that it is your QUIRK to be a literal ANGEL

you’re too mortified to answer because shyness, mouth gaping open as you grapple for words and you feel your entire body heat up in embarrassment. You genuinely are contemplating jumping onto your bed and screaming into your pillow before suffocating yourself with it.

“how long have you been standing tHeRe?” your voice cracks and you lowkey wanna cry because WHAT EVEN IS THIS DAY

he kinda shrugs, “few minutes.” he’d mumble and then look up at you, he is equally nervous at this point, “you have a nice voice.”

“thank you,,,,”

he’s too awkward to ask you to sing for him, but he would try and encourage you to sing, because he really does want to hear you again, he just can’t find a way to ask you

literally this is stressing him out, just start singing randomly and he’ll appreciate it so much, don’t make him ask p l e a s e

he is definitely gonna start stopping by randomly way more often, in hopes of catching you singing once more, because thats just an experience he wants to happen again

would probably bring it up that you have a pretty voice to other league members in hopes that they’ll bully you into singing so that he doesn’t have to

sometimes he wishes he didn’t tell them though because he kinda just wants to keep you and your talent for himself

isn’t the best at hyping you up, especially not outright, definitely the most awkward of the three, but he’s going to try, purely because he thinks that if he boosts your confidence enough then he’ll hear you sing more and he won’t have to outright ask you to sing for him because that would be painful for the both of you

“you know... you sing good.”

“thank you...?”

“this is a nice song.”

“yeah,”

“sing it.”

sounds really demanding but he’s trying his hardest okay.

understands if you don’t want to sing in front of others due to your shyness, he’s awkward too, so as long as you sing for him its chill

he likes the intimacy of the moments when you sing for him and him alone, it just makes him happy to have that, especially since you are shy about singing.

TOGA HIMIKO

oh knife wife, love of my life,

that rhymes

toga is probably the most outwardly supportive of you and your singing endeavors, bbg is gonna be so happy when she finds out you can sing, unlike the other boys she won’t have time to savor it because she will immediately start talking about it

probably breaking into your home through your window because she needs medical assistance and cannot tell if the blood on her belongs to someone else or not, you are her go to because hospitals are a no no for a villain such as herself

she sees you through the window, and she can kinda hear you singing as you cook in your kitchen, though you aren’t that visible and the window blocks out most of the noise.

genuinely contemplates breaking the window so that she can hear you better because it already sounds so pretty??? how??? why didn’t she know about this, why didn’t you tell her?

the audacity honestly what are you doing

she opens the window with class instead, effectively breaking into your home, but you don’t hear her as she closes it and re-locks the window

she’s gonna be speechless for a hot minute, now that she hears your voice clearly, she’s beginning to wonder if the blood is hers and shes dead, because you have a voice that belongs in the heavens literally what-

wondering how she didn’t know about this as she bursts into your kitchen covered with blood, “Y/N BABY YOU CAN SING?”

you nearly drop the knife in your hand and cut your foot off at the sight of your bloody girlfriend like, for several reasons

one. how the hell did she get into your apartment. two, why is she covered in so much blood???? three. she heard you singing. oh god she head you singing. time to panic and die

you kinda freeze and your mouth gapes open because you are so confused and panicked right now as your hands begin to gesture vividly while you search for words, trying to avoid her gaze and questions as your face heats up

this shock and panic distracts you from the fact that she broke into your house covered in blood as you respond, “i mean anyone can sing-”

“you sing GOOD.”

brags about you being such a good singer ALL THE TIME, literally how she introduces you to people, much to your dismay

will ask you to sing for her with no shame, unlike dabi she isn’t even going to shut down if you say no or find it weird, she’s just gonna keep asking until you agree to do it

would not be opposed to falling asleep to your similar voice, in fact, your voice is one of few things that calms her down

she’s literally just so excited about the fact that you can sing, like WOW, the whole league is gonna know so fast, she’s just

SO HAPPY

she’s literally going to be hyping you up 24/7 like even if the conversation has nothing to do with it, she’s going to tell you how amazing you are and try to help you overcome your shyness because your talent must be SHARED WITH THE WORLD

just a super supportive gf at the end of the day we love toga

A/N: the vibes are immaculate, sing for your evil lover, that is the point here

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yeontanismypresident · 4 years

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Behave | myg + myj

a/n: oof okay so this idea came up bc @cultagustd, @minyoongleschimjoongles, and i were having a uh spicy convo about what we want to do/have done to us by yoongi and yoonji and a lot of my kinks are being exposed so efhdc i also still suck at smut so pls don’t come and attack me, i know it’s not the best gtuhvf here you go enjoy umu

Yoongi and Yoonji are not related in this.

pairing: min yoonji x gender neutral!reader x min yoongi

genre: smut, fluff

word count: 3.6k

warning(s): deepthroating, fingering, spit, double penetration, spitroasting, sex toys, yoonji being a sexy ass bitch holy fUCk, collars, hickeys, spanking, choking, sex lol, yoongi bc holy fuck i love him and yes he is a warning, hair pulling, subspace, face riding, thigh riding, i think that’s it idk i might have also added some warnings that didn’t make the final draft so i apologize t_t

“You’re being such a good boy for me, kitten,” you say, gently circling the butt plug against his rim, smirking when you hear the way he whines. He pushes back against it, trying to get it to enter him.

You tsk in disappointment, pulling it away and landing a hard smack on his left ass cheek, "Stay. Still." The whimper he lets out shoots straight to your lower abdomen, and the way he sticks his ass out, even more, causes you to moan.

Rubbing your hand against his cheek soothingly, you grab the butt plug. Gathering spit in your mouth, you let it dribble onto the toy before placing it against his rim once again. He holds his breath, unconsciously clenching.

"Relax, kitten," you say gently, pushing the tip in ever so slowly when he relaxes.

Yoongi lets out a guttural groan, head and chest falling forward. He holds his breath as more of the sex toy enters him. You watch with hunger and desire as his hole stretches around the thickest part. Your boyfriend gasps when it pops the rest of the way in, squeezing around it, loving the feeling of being full. He wishes it was your strap instead, but he knows he'll get that later, especially if he behaves tonight.

"You okay, kitten?" your voice is tender, fingers toying with the plug, teasingly tugging at it.

He pants, nodding his head and wiggling his ass, "Yes, baby. I feel good."

"Are you ready to go out?" you ask him, getting up from your spot on the ground. Walking to the dresser, you grab the black kitten ears before making your way back to where he was still kneeling. Placing the cat ears next to the tail on the bed, you hum in satisfaction.

Yoongi gets off his hands, now just on his knees, and looks at you, "I'm ready. I promise I'll be your good boy."

"I know you will, kitten," you're next to him now, hand cupping his jaw, "You're always a good boy for me." Adding force to your grip, you open his mouth and spit. The wanton moan he releases causes you to clench your legs together, trying to get some type of friction.

It's nearly silent in Namjoon's studio, the only sounds being the quiet beats playing throughout the room, and Hoseok and his mumbling about the song. Yoongi crosses his legs, coughing to cover the whine he let out when the sex toy nudged his prostate.

Hoseok tilts his head, eyebrows furrowed in thought, "You okay, Yoongi-hyung?" You smirk, discreetly putting your hand into your pocket, and turning on the toy to the lowest setting.

"Yeah, you look a lil red, hyung," Namjoon says, concerned over their friend.

Yoongi nods his head, gulping when he feels you turn it to the next setting, "Y-yeah, I'm fine! Ju-just a little h-hot." His voice cracks multiple times as he speaks, and his already red cheeks burn even more.

"Okay, if you say so..." Hoseok trails off, still eyeing the mint-haired man suspiciously. He was always so calm and collected, yet right now he was nervously fidgeting around, perspiration building on his forehead.

Your boyfriend nearly chokes as you turn the vibrator to the highest setting. His head snaps in your direction, staring at you with wide eyes. He shifts in his seat, barely hearing the electric whirl of the toy inside him. Glancing at his two best friends, he notices they're both focused on the song they were working on, and he sighs in relief. He'd never hear the end of it if they were to know what was happening.

Yoonji sings along to the song playing on the radio as she drives home. She had a long day at work, and she wanted nothing more than to just relax. The raven-haired woman frowns as thunder is heard, and lightning flashes across the darkening sky. Hopefully I can get into my house before it starts raining, she thinks to herself. As if to taunt her, it starts to pour. Hard.

She can barely see out of her windshield, squinting her cat-like eyes, trying not to crash. Lightning strikes down a few feet ahead of her, and she continues driving, not realizing she had just entered an alternate universe, for it was raining there as well. Turning down the familiar street, she parks in the driveway and cuts the engine.

Unlocking her door, she makes a mad dash to the front door, moving to unlock that as well. Slipping inside, she huffs and shakes her head, her slightly wet hair flicking little droplets of liquid everywhere. As she takes off her shoes, she hears a loud moan coming from her bedroom. Quietly making her way there, she tilts her head in confusion. Why the fuck would someone be in her place and moaning?

Stopping in front of the bedroom door, she places her hand on the doorknob, takes a deep breath, and pushes the door open. There, in front of her, stood someone cooing at a kneeling man. Taking a closer look, she notices the male looks scarily like her. Before she knows it, she can feel arousal pooling in her lower stomach. She looks you up and down, licking her lips as impure thoughts cloud her mind. She smirks when you notice her, your eyes going wide, body freezing up at the beautiful woman in front of you. Next to you, Yoongi whines your name, wanting your attention back on him.

Yoonji takes in the scene, noticing the way you’re standing over Yoongi. She hums in mock disappointment, shaking her head, “Yeah, this isn’t gonna work. Y/n, get the fuck on your knees. Now.”

You gulp, immediately doing as she had ordered. Once you’re on your knees, she walks closer, making your breathing pick up. You had dreamed of this happening ever since you had seen Yoongi dressed in that school girl's uniform.

"You look so pretty, little bunny," she hums as she runs her fingers gently through your hair.

The pet name has your eyes fluttering shut, a sigh escaping your lips as you relax into her touch. A broken moan tumbles from your mouth when she suddenly grips your locks and gives it a hard tug. You're reminded of your boyfriend when his whimper sounds throughout the room.

Chancing a glance at him, you can see him still on his knees next to you, cheeks flushed and eyes blown wide. His cock is hard, tip slightly purple, precum leaking down the front. You lick your lips at the sight, wanting nothing more than to choke on it.

Yoonji tugs your head to face her again, a sneer on her face, "I know what you're thinking, bunny, and the only thing you're choking on is my cock."

"Yes, ma'am!" you grit out, liquid gathering in your eyes at the slight pain on your scalp. You now understand why Yoongi loves getting his hair pulled. It was just the right mix of pain and pleasure.

She grins, "Good. Now, here's what's gonna happen, you're gonna be a good, little fuck toy and suck me off. Got that?"

You frantically shake your head up and down, licking your lips at the images that flash through your mind. Yoonji slowly unbuttons her blouse, her long, delicate fingers flexing. You can feel yourself throb, wanting to feel those fingers down your throat. Once her shirt is off, your breath gets caught in your throat. You take in the way her smooth, milky skin shines in the moonlight beaming through the curtains. She's so ethereal, you think to yourself.

She unclasped her bra, and saliva collects in your mouth, wanting to sink your teeth into her breasts, to watch her pale skin turn red and purple. Yoonji stares at you with dark eyes, glancing at your boyfriend to see him staring at you with adoration. She smirks before quickly stepping out of her skirt. You groan loudly when you notice she's wearing nothing but a strap-on under the skirt.

Yoonji sits on the edge of the bed, beckoning you over to her with her finger. Desperately needing to please her, you quickly crawl towards her, stopping to kneel between her spread legs. Her digits tangle in your hair, one hand grasping the plastic cock and tapping the head on your bitten lips.

Sticking out your tongue, you gaze up at her with wide eyes full of lust. She groans low in her throat before slipping the tip into your mouth. Fingers tightening in your locks, she suddenly pushes your head down onto her, biting her lip when she hears you gag.

"Being such a good bunny," her voice is husky with desire, "Choking on my cock like the little slut you are."

Her words have you whining in the back of your throat, tears falling as you take more of her cock in, tongue slurping around the thick length. God, you can't wait until it's pounding into you from the back. The tip hits the back of your esophagus, causing you to swallow around it. Off to the side, Yoongi is watching with lidded eyes, gaze focused on the way the front of your throat bulges every time you go down.

Getting bored, Yoonji grabs your hair and harshly pulls you off of her, relishing in the way you whimper. Pulling you up from your kneeling position, she gently throws you onto the middle of the bed, "Hands and knees, bunny."

Doing as told, you position yourself on your hands and knees, arching your back and sticking your ass out. A squeal leaves you as she smacks your ass five times. Climbing behind you, she grabs your waist with one hand while the other slowly guides the fake cock into you. A long drawn out moan tumbles past your lips as her hips snap forward until she's buried to the hilt.

"W-what about me?" Yoongi nervously whispers out, not wanting to get into trouble for speaking without permission. He wanted you to have this moment, really he did, but he was also feeling left out, and just wanted to be near you.

Yoonji starts with slow and deep thrusts, looking over to stare at Yoongi with her cat-like eyes full of dominance, "Get on the bed and kneel in front of her."

Yoongi is quick to follow the order, scrambling to kneel in front of you. He brings a shaky hand out towards you before quickly retreating it. He didn't know if he was allowed to touch you. Your boyfriend sighs with relief when you smile at him, and he quickly scoots closer, hands coming down to hold yours.

Yoonji pulls out a small remote, where the fuck did she even get it, and hands it to you, "Here you go, bunny. Play with your little sub."

Smirking, you watch Yoongi's facial expression as you turn the vibrator to the highest setting right from the beginning. He lets out a cry, body tensing as shivers wrack through his tiny frame. You coo at him, loving his reaction. Though, it's now your turn to cry out as Yoonji's thrusts pick up their pace, soon jackhammering into you.

“Please, please can I cum?" Yoongi begs, tears gathering in his eyes and clinging to his lashes. You look behind you at Yoonji, wondering what her answer would be.

Yoonji slows her thrusts, hips flush against your ass, "He's your sub. You get to decide, bunny."

You stare at Yoongi, taking in his appearance. He's sat in front of you, cock leaking with precum. You can hear the whirl of the vibrator stuffed in his ass, set on the highest level. Right as you open your mouth to speak, Yoonji cuts you off.

"There's a twist, though," she starts, and you can hear the smirk in her words, "It's either you or him, bunny. Either he gets to cum, or you do."

Chewing on your bottom lip, you stare into Yoongi's eyes, seeing the desperation in them. He's been such a good boy for you, and there's nothing you love more than seeing him cum. The way his eyes squeeze shut, his mouth opening in a silent scream. Fuck.

Your voice is soft and loving as you answer her, "I want him to cum, not me. He's been such a good boy tonight, following orders without any complaints." You can tell Yoongi likes the praise, his eyes gazing at you with that hazy look he always gets.

"Are you close, baby boy?" you hum, trailing a finger down his cock, smirking when it twitches.

Yoongi frantically nods as he grinds up into your hand, his chest heaving with how hard he was breathing. You had already given him permission, but he wanted to be 100 percent sure this is what you wanted. "Are you sure I can cum?"

"Of course, baby," you say, your heart filling with love at how he asks. Here he was, so close to cumming, and he was making sure you didn't want to cum first. What a good, little sub, you think to yourself.

You grip his cock, feeling it throb in your hand, and start to jerk him off fast. Your voice is hard and commanding when you say, "Cum."

Yoongi's body freezes before shivering at the force of his orgasm. His eyes roll back, tears sliding down his cheeks, his mouth open as he lets out a scream, his cum landing on his stomach and chest. His fingers scramble to try and find something to grab a hold of. Grasping his hands in yours, you place little kisses on his knuckles. His grip is hard, clenching onto your hands like they're his lifeline.

"Good boy, you're such a good boy for me, baby," you whisper, continuing to peck his fingers. Praises leave your lips as he comes down from his high, "You look so pretty when you cum, baby boy. My good baby boy."

He opens his eyes and looks at you with a hazy gaze, mouth slightly parted. You can tell he's entered subspace judging by the look in his eyes. Smiling at him, you lean up to cup his face. Bringing your lips to meet his, you tenderly kiss him, whispering, "I love you," against his swollen lips. He mumbles it back before kissing you again.

You break the kiss with a broken gasp as Yoonji starts thrusting into you. You had almost forgotten she was there, and you can tell she knows by how hard she spanks you. Her pace is fast and hard, strap-on dragging against your walls and hitting all the right places.

"Y-Yoonji," you whine, fingers gripping the bed sheets tightly, knuckles turning white. Yoongi grabs them, allowing you to grip his hands instead. He watches as you close your eyes, leaning forward to lightly kiss your nose. A small grin forms on your face at his cute gesture, his giggle music to your ears.

One of Yoonji's hands finds its way to your hair, tangling in your locks while the other is holding your waist with a bruising grip. Her voice is low as she pants out, "Yeah? You like that, bunny? Like being a good little fuck toy for me?"

"Yes, m-ma'am!" you cry out, tears building behind your lids. She was fucking you so well, and you were so fucking close to cumming. You can that coil in your lower stomach, can feel it ready to snap. Just a little bit more-

A sob escapes your trembling lips, your orgasm dying down. Why did she stop? You were being such a good bunny for her, followed every order she had given you.

Yoonji bends forward, sweaty chest against your back, her voice soothing, "Sh, it's okay, baby, shh. Don't cry, little bunny."

"W-why did you stop?" you stuttered, clenching around the toy inside you, "I thought it w-would be my t-turn."

She pecks your shoulder, rubbing soothing circles on your hips, "You do, baby, but wouldn't you rather cum from your sub's mouth and fingers?"

Sniffling, you pathetically nod your head, teary gaze meeting your boyfriend's. There was sadness in his stare and a frown on his face. You tilt your head in confusion, silently question him as to why he was sad.

"I don't like it when you cry," he mumbles, a bright blush coating his dumpling cheeks. You giggle, overwhelmed with love for him.

Yoonji slowly pulls out of you, shushing you when you groan. She gently turns you over onto your back, leaving a passionate kiss on your mouth. Grabbing your legs, she tugs you down to the end of the bed. Your breath hitches, thinking she was going to go down on you. Yet, when she instead climbs back onto the bed, you're confused.

"Get on your knees, baby boy," Yoonji orders your boyfriend. He scrambles off the bed to kneel between your legs, and she takes his previous spot behind you.

She wraps one hand around your throat, causing you to gasp. Her voice is throaty as she speaks, "Here's what's gonna happen. Yoongi is gonna eat you out, and he won't stop until I say so. Is that clear?"

"Yes, ma'am," you barely get out while Yoongi just nods obediently.

The girl behind you reaches around you and grasps Yoongi's hair. Yoonji shoves Yoongi's head between your legs, her fingers gripping his hair tightly, causing him to whimper. He sticks his tongue out, licking a long strip up your thigh, leaving a trail of spit. He suckles the skin, creating red and purple bruises on your soft skin. You whine when he places his mouth everywhere but where you need him most.

You grip Yoongi's soft, mint-colored hair in your hands and tug, a moan stuck in your throat when he nips the soft flesh of your inner thigh. Taking pity on you, and not wanting to be punished, he finally places his hot, wet mouth on your most sensitive parts.

You cry out, already feeling on the brink of orgasm when he starts to lick and suck. Head falling back to rest on Yoonji's shoulder, you whine and whimper. Her grip on your throat tightens, making you feel lightheaded in the best way.

"You like that, bunny?" she asks, teeth nipping at your earlobe, "Like the way he fucks you with his tongue?"

You pathetically whine, nodding your head as tears cascade down your rosy cheeks, "Y-yes! I love it so much, he's so good, oh my god."

"What if he added a finger? What if he added three straight away?" Yoonji hums, leaving a trail of kisses from your jaw down to your neck, creating her own hickeys across your skin.

Yoongi does exactly that, pushing three long fingers into you, his mouth traveling down to your shaking thighs. His fingers fuck you fast and hard, hitting your sweet spot straight on, causing you to scream out.

"Can I cum, ma'am?" you beg, "Please? I need to cum."

Yoonji hums, "I don't know, do you think she deserves to cum, Yoongi?" Your boyfriend pulls his mouth away from you, looking up at the two of you. You beg him with your eyes, beg him to let you cum.

Feeling playful, he answers, "No, I don't think she does." A sob gets stuck in your throat, stomach clenching as you try so hard not to cum.

How could he do this to you? You had let him cum right away, let him get his release instead of yous, and this is how he repays you?

"Oh? Hear that, bunny? Your baby boy said no," she says mockingly, a hand coming down to your chest, pinching your nipple.

You hiccup, "Please! I've been so good! I need to cum, fuck, please!" Your head feels all fuzzy, can feel yourself entering subspace.

"Mhm, you have been good for me, baby," she whispers as she brings both her hands to grip your thighs, pulling them apart, "You can cum, bunny."

Your orgasm hits you like a tidal wave, the force of it causing your body to shake. You sob out both of their names, tears falling from your shut eyes. Your eyes fly open when Yoongi continues to fuck you with his fingers, adding a fourth one.

You whine, trying to wiggle away from him, "Too much." Yoonji's hold on you is tight, making sure you couldn't escape your boyfriend's actions.

"You're gonna be a good, little fuck toy and take it," Yoonji states, loving the way your whole body is shaking. She can tell you're already close, ready to burst again.

You gasp, fingers finding the bed sheets and gripping them, "I can't! It's too much!"

"You can, and you will," she knows you can handle it, knows you can cum one more time.

The second Yoongi adds his tongue to the mix, your second orgasm hits you, and this time you blackout from the force of it. The last thing you remember is hearing Yoonji telling you what a good bunny you are, and Yoongi saying he loves you.

You groan as you slowly open your eyes, feeling warmth surrounding you. Turning your head to the right, you see Yoongi cuddled into your side, little snores leaving him. Sighing when you feel fingers gently combing through your hair, you turn to see Yoonji staring at you with soft eyes and a small smile.

"How are you feeling, bunny?" she whispers, not wanting to wake your sleeping boyfriend.

You smack your lips together, "I feel great, a little tired." Your voice is scratchy, nearly gone from all your screaming. "Wait! You didn't get to cum!" you quietly exclaim, about to climb on top of her, but she stops you.

"It's okay, bunny," she coos, "Just go to sleep. You can help me next time, okay?" Next time? There's gonna be a next time? You grin stupidly, eyes fluttering shut as you mumble out your agreement, unaware of the way she gazes at you.

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skelemira · 3 years

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Ooooh whats Rowan's lore? *grabs popcorn*

ALRIGHT BUCKLE UP BUTTERCUPS

Gonna leave it after the cut (if I remember how to do the cut right on mobile lol) so I don't clog up feeds

So Rowan started out as a human. Her family was okay financially, probably lower middle class. Not rich enough to be truly comfortable, but not in a whole lot of danger debt-wise. She had a mother, a father, an older sister named Magnolia (Nolia for short) and a little brother named Cedar (lol do you see a naming pattern here I'm so creative). Her parents were... Okay. They weren't abusive or anything, but they weren't exactly doting. They didn't really have the time to be doting, since they both worked all the time. The siblings all got along really well, though, the type of siblings that stuck together initially because they lacked that true family relationship but slowly morphed into ride or die siblings.

So one day, little 14-year-old Rowan (Nolia was 16, soon to be 17, and Cedar was 10) gets home from school, pretty average, normal day.

She's sitting at the table doing her hw when someone knocks at the door and her parents (it was kind of weird, they were never home at this hour) rush to open it. There stands a man in a lab coat, holding an envelope. Rowan hated him instantly. Something about him seemed wrong.

He talked to her parents for a bit, and her parents asked her to go get Nolia and Cedar with some urgency in their voices. And.... If she was right in placing that tone.... Guilty excitement...?

She got her siblings and they came downstairs.

Turns out her parents had been closer to debt than she realized. So to get some more money and.... Relieve some financial burdens, they sold their kids to a group of scientists needing victi----research participants.

Of course there was a struggle, Nolia stepping up to try and defend her siblings, screaming at her parents, Rowan holding Cedar close while silent tears poured down both their faces.

But the scientist was prepared, and before anyone could react, three men appeared with rags, holding them over the kids' mouths.

She woke up in an empty white room.

Well... If you could call it white. It was more of a dinghy, hardly cleaned beige. These men were not with the government, she could immediately tell that.

Gonna sum up this part bc it involves torture but basically the scientists were experimenting to see if they could turn a human into a monster. They found only Rowan's soul was compatible. They used her siblings to keep her under control..... Only they had dumped Nolia and Cedar on the streets weeks ago. They simply reused footage to "prove" to Rowan they were still there.

They almost succeeded in their experiment. They forced so much magic into her soul that it started to flip.... But it was too much and Rowan flatlined. They dumped her body in the woods, only disappointed that they came so close.

A couple months passed. Her body decayed until only her skeleton remained. The decaying process was helped along by all the magic, which seemed to have concentrated in her bones, morphing them slowly until they were all connected.

She woke up.

She spent several years on the streets. She begged, she stole, and... She drank. Or at least she tried to. (She was allowed into bars because people thought she was a monster, and she wasn't wearing stripes, so that must mean she was an adult.) She quickly discovered that her alcohol tolerance was *legendary*. She drank bars dry having drinking contests with people (that's how she paid for all her drinks) but felt no different than before. Eventually someone dared her to try Everclear, and though she grimaced at the taste, she drank the entire bottle.

The bar was silent.

The taste eventually grew on her, a kind of self-inflicted punishment that soon became a routine, almost a comfort.

Now a good chunk of the next part has to do with my friend's sonas which I'm not going to talk about because they're not my characters, but suffice it to say they were amazing friends to her and helped her recover and get on her feet.

One such friend discovered her sleeping by Grillby's dumpster, and Grillby let her stay the night on his couch, setting up a job at Muffet's for her the next day. She and Muffet became really close friends and finally she started to have a more stable life. (She finds and dates Underlust Sans but that's another story lol which I would be happy to share in another ask~ but y'all these two are so cute plz)

So someone suggests she go see a therapist. Goodness knows she's got some trauma. So she agrees. The name of her therapist seems..... Eerily familiar but she decides to ignore her gut and go anyway. She walks into the therapist's office and---

And sees her mother sitting there, looking professional and well-rested and happy.

She runs.

Yeah so suffice it to say she isn't gonna trust therapy again for a bit lol, and it takes her even LONGER (and some good therapy sessions) to accept the fact that her mother was clearly better off without her and her siblings.

Yeah ya girl has a lot of issues, especially abandonment <3 she is very much a people pleaser and WILL put your needs high above her own. Anything to make you want to stay. Anything to make her feel needed or wanted.

So she's hanging out at Grillby's one day (he and his bartender like to try out different mixes on her, try to see if they can get her to make a face at a cocktail) when a huge party comes in. Rowan automatically shrinks a bit from discomfort because of the big crowd, and she continues her game with Grillby and the bartender (the bartender is my friend's sona that's why I'm not naming them lol). Then she hears something that makes her freeze mid-sip.

"Let's hear it for Magnolia!!!! The first of us to get tied down!" Followed by raucous laugh....ter...

She recognizes that laugh.

She flees the bar, with no explanation to anyone. She catches a glimpse of Nolia, with Cedar by her side, and both of their eyes squint slightly in confusion as she passes by them.

She makes it outside, looking around for where to go, unable to think in her panicked confusion when---

"R......Rowan?"

She goes ramrod straight and slowly turns, hands balled into fists to hide the violent shaking. Nolia bursts into tears, Cedar immediately clinging to her stiff form, his shoulders shaking as bad as her hands.

They.... Recognized her. They.........

Were *happy* to see her.

Slowly she hugged them back and they got to catching up. (So yeah if it wasn't clear Nolia was getting married, they both had survived on the streets together until Nolia was old enough to get a job).

Also something I forgot to mention lol is Rowan had found 2 kittens behind Muffet's, an older girl kitten fiercely protecting a little boy kitten. They immediately latched onto her after she made it clear she wasn't a threat, and she decided to name them after her siblings.

Also things worth noting, she smells like apples, she has magical red translucent hair, her soul wavers from more upside down like a monster's to more upright like a human's, she loves to bake, she is like the DEFINITION of cottagecore, she has magical tattoos on her face that change around to look like the Day of the Dead skulls (the colors get brighter or darker with her moods), and she drinks 2 bottle of everclear every time she goes to Grillby's. The paramedics in the area quickly become used to people calling the ambulance when she drinks (seriously look up everclear it's basically pure alcohol). She eventually stops drinking (not that it was *really* harming her since she had that alcohol tolerance and a body made primarily of magic at this point (plus alcohol isn't really gonna hurt her, she doesn't have kidneys lol) but she wanted to stop anyway. She loves to paint and teaches one of her friends to paint, tending to her friend's garden while her friend paints. She also loves to cook and bake, she eventually helps out with baking at Muffet's, though she refuses to bake the spiders into the pastries. Her scones are things of legend, they sell out as soon as she brings the tray out of the kitchen.

Yeah that was a lot lol and there's little things here and there that I missed so feel free to send in questions about her if you want to know anything! Or if you want to know how Rowan and UL Sans got together (spoiler: they eventually get married and it's so cute)

#ask #anon #oc time babyyyy #Rowan #Rowan beloved #also thank you guys so much for asking about her #I adore her so much and don't get the chance often to share her lore

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boltwrites · 4 years

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hEY bolt! its sweetbabybolin! the prompts this week are *chef's kiss* :) can i please request shotgunning w bolin, w some frottage/humping shit thrown in there? high sex w bolin would be SO sexy but also just so sweet, perhaps a sesh/getting handsy w him leads to something else? thank you!!

kinktober 2020 | this week’s list

anon asked: shotgunning with bolin!! omg that’s my fave thing to do with a blunt lol

A/N: well, uh. here we go! i had to stop after a little bit of frottage bc this was getting so long, but i hope you enjoy it!

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you had actually been introduced to weed by Asami and Korra - you three were close friends, and when you mentioned wanting to smoke with Bolin sometime, they grinned and giggled

“oh spirits, can you imagine Bolin trying to take a hit,” Korra giggled, definitely higher than she should be. Asami could hold herself better, and she just giggled, shaking her head

“Maybe Y/n could help him out,” Asami suggested, and when you inquired further, she told you about shotgunning, and demonstrated on a very enthusiastic Korra

you had to leave soon after that, but the idea stayed in your mind as you thought of Asami gently blowing smoke into Korra’s waiting lips. you would love to try that with Bolin

before a recent event, you had never even thought to ask Bolin if he wanted to smoke with you. he just didn’t seem like the type, and you hadn’t wanted to pressure him

however, a few days ago, you were smoking by the window in the living room, and he had asked if he could try it. you were shocked, but felt like slapping yourself for assuming that just because Bolin was cute meant that he didn’t want to smoke

unfortunately at the time, your bowl had been just about dead, and you were all out, so you promised him the next time you stocked up again, you would smoke with him

and that day, was today. Bolin sat next to you as you packed the bowl, watching as you prepared it with curious eyes. you grinned at him, because he was so cute, especially when he was watching something so intently

“alright, so here’s what you do,” you said, leaning back on the couch. he followed, pressing close to you to watch your movements. it was sweet - and you loved it when he sat so close to you or cuddled up, so it just made you smile as you fired up your lighter

“so, you light it-” you mimed lighting the bowl, but didn’t, instead, flicking the lighter off. “then, you breathe in, and hold it for a little bit. it doesn’t have to be for that long, but you need to actively breathe in if you want to feel it. it might tickle your throat a little, but try not to cough if you can manage it. then, you just blow it out again.”

you turned to Bolin, looking at him to see if he understood. he nodded, but you didn’t know if he really got it - he was very sweet, and he was smart when it came to other people, but sometimes, instructions... just kind of went over his head

“let me show you,” you offered, and you took a hit, deliberate with every step. you also covered the end of the pipe with the butt of your lighter after you took the hit, to snuff out the flame and preserve the rest of the bowl for longer

Bolin watched, and then you handed it to him, keeping the lighter for yourself. “i’ll start it off, and tell you when to go, ok?” you offered, and Bolin nodded

and he did exactly as you said, but - poor thing - he took way too big of a hit and coughed so hard that he almost dropped the pipe. you took it from him quickly, wrapping an arm around his shoulders as he coughed

“oh, Bo,” you mumbled, and he kept coughing as you set everything down to pull him close and rub him back as he shook.

“that burned,” he whined, his eyes actually tearing up a little from how violently he had coughed. you kissed his cheeks, even as your first hit started to take effect, and everything started to... go a little slower.

“I’m sorry, baby,” you mumbled. “here, why don’t we try something else. i promise that this won’t burn.”

you had honestly expected him to not inhale properly and you would have to finish off the rest of his hit, but man, he had gone for it and was paying the price. he nodded, though, and you pulled him close and kissed him, mumbling that you would be right back before grabbing him some water from the kitchen

as he took a few swigs from the glass, you took your own hit - a little less intense this time, because you knew you would get a little hit of your own when you shotgunned with him

“how do you feel?” you asked, blowing the smoke out as you cuddled up to him again. he was watching you with a more serious gaze.

“i’m ok - sorry about that,” he chuckled, you assured him that it was fine, that he didn’t do anything wrong, and that he just really went for it. you could tell he felt a little bad that he wasn’t some sort of smoking natural, but you promised that it was fine

“this way’s more fun anyway,” you promised, with a wink

“now, here’s what you do - actually, let me get in your lap,” you were grinning, and Bolin quirked a little smile as he pulled you on top of him

“ok, so this should burn less. i’m gonna take the initial hit, then i’ll pass it to you. as soon as i start blowing out, you inhale, and hold it like a normal hit. got it?”

Bolin nodded, but you could tell he didn’t really realize what he was in for - at least, not yet

“alright, here we go,” you mumbled, and took another drag, longer this time. then you leaned close to Bolin, and his eyes went wide as you cradled his face with your free hand, gently nudging him forward. after a second of freezing in place, he got the memo, and you brushed a finger along his lip, and he opened his mouth for you

you blew the smoke into his mouth, and he inhaled as best as he could. your lips gently brushed his, and he shivered, but this time when he inhaled he didn’t cough. he exhaled a few seconds later, surrounding you both in smoke as you leaned forward to place a sweet, gentle kiss on his lips.

you pulled back, and Bolin looked at you in wonder. “that’s a thing?” he whispered, and you laughed - a little louder than usual. oh yeah, it was hitting you. “yeah, it is,” you replied, wiggling closer on his lap “want more?”

he did, and you passed him three more hits, until he leaned his head back against the cough and groaned.

“oh, i think it’s working,” he mumbled, and you laughed, leaning back to set the lighter and bowl (which was basically dead at this point) back on the table

“hey - don’t go,” Bolin whined, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close. you giggled, wrapping your arms around his shoulders “i wasn’t going anywhere, you dork. i was just putting everything away”

he pouted at you, making a little indignant noise. “aw, but i wanted more kisses,” he grumbled, and this time you cackled, rocking a little violently on his lap

“you know we don’t need to smoke for me to kiss you, right?” you chuckled, pressing your foreheads together. Bolin was still pouting, embarrassed that he had apparently forgotten about kissing outside of shotgunning, so you took initiative and leaned forward the few centimeters it took to press your lips to his

the makeout session was lazy, but it progressed quickly. Bolin licked into your mouth far quicker than usual, and you moaned at it, the touch of his tongue against yours feeling far more electric than normal

he was feeling it too - you could tell how hard he was as you sat on his lap and he pressed against you, hard just from kissing for a few minutes. you didn’t blame him - you felt like this whenever you were with him.

“hey,” he pulled back, only slightly, and you were so high you almost surged forward again on instinct, not letting him finish his sentence. you caught on at the last second, mumbling a breathy “yeah?”

“can we lay down?” he asked, his words drawled in that specific weed-dialect that was difficult to describe. you nodded, accidentally konking your head on his before you both laughed

“yeah” you replied, still giggling, and Bolin took initiative, turning you so that he was on top of you on the couch, your legs tangled

the kisses were so much more intense like this, and you bent your leg (so strategically placed between his) just a little, to see him react. and react he did. Bolin moaned so sweet against you, rocking against your thigh

you gasped, just at the feeling of him, as his lips left yours and he nuzzled into your neck. you knew he was probably feeling a lot like this, so you just wrapped your arms around his back and held him as he kissed sloppy along your neck

“‘s ok,” you mumbled, hoping he would understand that you meant he could rut against your leg all he wanted. you actually loved it - the feeling of him hard against you

“yeah?” he replied, with a little shift of his hips that made you both moan - your noises a reflection of his because just the thought of him feeling good turned you on

“yeah,” you replied, with a kiss to his temple, your hands tangling in his hair, wondering why you hadn’t pet through it before. the texture mesmerized you now, and as Bolin rocked forward against you again, you tugged on it lightly, gasping at how good he felt, even like this.

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imagineurfavs · 5 years

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VICTON Hanse A-Z

(my dumbass cleared my inbox before i put the request here...but it was requested lol)

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A - Aftercare

I think he’s the one who’s gonna be needing some kind of aftercare tbh, he’s just gets all mushy afterwards you’d probably have to take it into your own hands.

B - Body Part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner)

his favourite part on himself would probably be his lips and rightfully so lol they're gorgeous. On his s/o, i feel like he’d be a fan of your hands, especially if you have painted nails.

C - Cum

I think he’d be one of those people that just like totally tenses up and almost freezes when they cum, he’d just like let out this kinda almost silent choked out noise that vaguely resembles your name.

D - Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

has a bit of a noona kink lol. Like, he likes to be babied a lil bit and taken care of, he likes people who can lead or teach him. Which goes hand in hand with having some sub tendencies lol. I wouldn't say he’s a total sub, but there’s aspects of it he loves.

E - Experience

I think he’s got experience to some degree. He’s probably had sex like less than 5 times total lol. So like, he knows the basics but he’s not explored anywhere near as much as he’d like to

F - Favourite Position

Yet again, in favour of the lazy approach, always goes to missionary first, it’s just the least effort for the both of you lol, also loves when you ride him, esp the fact he can just lay back and watch you. Really enjoys doggy too but he has to be in the right mood lmao.

G - Goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous etc)

somewhere in the middle, i don’t think he’s got it in him to be totally serious, but he’s not gonna be cracking jokes left right and centre lol. The vibe is lighthearted but very kinda...deep(?) Like he’ll be focused and in the moment, but he wont be able to hold back a smile just bc of how much he loves you lmao.

H - Hair (how well groomed are they)

Groomed within an inch of it’s life lmao, like he doesn’t keep it totally bare, but its very tidy.

I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

He’s a total hopeless romantic. I feel like anyone who has known Hanse for more than like 5 minutes can see that. He’s a total softie. Sex is 100% a romantic and emotional thing for him, intimacy is off the charts lol.

J - Jack Off (Masturbation)

Probably every other day or so, just whenever the feeling takes him. Tends to do it in the shower purely out of laziness lol it’s just the most convenient place. He’s alone, naked with ample time to let his thoughts run wild lol

K - Kinks (one of more of their kinks)

Lowkey pet play. Like not really any of the acting/roles or anything, he just likes the aesthetics of the outfits lol. The ears, tail, collar etc really gets him going lmao. Bonus point if the collar has a bell, he loves hearing it jingle with every thrust. Has a thing for marking also, both giving and receiving.

L - Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Likes to keep things in the bedroom, it’s just where he feels the most secure and somewhere he’s able to totally relax. Maybe the bathroom if he’s feeling extra spicy.

M - Motivation (What turns them on)

Validation, compliments, praise. Anything along those lines, it doesn’t even have to be in a sexual way. Just tell him how well he’s doing, how good he looks etc; he’d get so sentimental that he’d just wanna express it in his favourite way if u catch my drift lol. Also has a thing for fishnets oop

N - NO (something they won’t do, turn offs)

Nothing public, its just not his thing lol. No sharing, ie no getting other people involved. I feel like he sees sex as something almost a lil spiritual lol, something so personal that you share with only the closest person to you, that’s not something he wants to risk ruining by bringing in a third party.

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

Boooooooooooy hes got a god given talent in this department lol. Like threre’s just something lowkey magical abut how he’d use his mouth on you. He just really gets into it and wont stop until he sees you suitably satiated.

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

It much depends on the general vibe of the session. If it’s his normal kinda more emotional, soft session, he moves kinda...fluid lol. He moves deep but slow. If it’s a random spur of the moment kinda time, then he’s gonna be quick.

Q - Quickies (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc)

They’re a very rare occurance, but every now and then he’ll get super horny out of the blue and just wanna get at it lmao.

R - Risk (are they down to experiment, do they take risks?)

Oh for sure. He’s 100% game to try anything once lol. Anything that doesn’t include going out in public lol, he’s totally down.

S - Stamina (how many rounds can they go, how long do they last? etc)

Tends to favour one long session instead of multiple, but if you give him enough time for him to cool down, i dont think he’d be opposed to multiple lol

T - Toy (do they own toys do they use them on a partner or on themselves?)

He’d own a few. Maybe just some cute silk ties and a blindfold. I think he’d much prefer to have them used on him, rather than on you, however

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

idk if you’d call it teasing, but he just generally moves reeeeeally slowly before getting into the actual act. The build up will be slow, the making out will be slow, the foreplay will be slow. It’s not his intention to tease, he just likes to make the most of everything, but it can sure as hell be frustrating when you just wanna get to it lmao

V - Volume (how loud are they, what type of sounds they make)

Does make a fair amount of noise, but volume wise he’s not that loud lol. A lot of choked out groans, he gets higher in pitch the closer he gets to finishing

W - Wild Card (a random headcannon)

Skype sex. phone sex, anything like that. He loves it all. He likes the kind of, quiet, secretive nature of it all like “oh is the door locked? you’re alone right?” kinda vibe lol. Though I think it’ll get to the point where he finds it hard to finish when he’s alone unless he can at least hear you. So expect a lot of sudden late night calls where he’s already a panting mess

X - X-ray (what’s going on inside those pants)

pretty average in length and thickness i think...pretty though oop

Y - Yearning (How high is their sex drive)

It’s not that it’s super high, but i feel like the urge would just come right out of nowhere lol. Like yall would just be chilling then BAM his lips are on your neck and hes a thirsty boi.

Z - Zzz… (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He gets all sentimental and soft afterwards lol, so I feel like he’d wanna stay up and talk for a while after. I think he’d wait for you to drift off first before he sleeps.

#victon #victon reactions #victon reaction #victon imagines #victon smut #victon hanse #hanse smut #hanse reaction #hanse imagines #kpop smut #kpop imagine #kpop scenarios #victon scenario

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tsubaki3192 · 4 years

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250+ Follower HCs! Spending Time With Their Kids [Nobunaga, Kenshin, Yukimura

Requested by: @nad-zeta

Aww Thank you so much Love! <3

Yuki added on her request! :3

Warnings: .... YUki’s became crack I’m so sorry... so I’m putting that at the beginning lol

Tags underneath cut! Let me know if you wanna be (un)tagged! :3

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Yukimura:

a…. Girl?

Hmm… I dunno. Haven’t put much thought into this one. But it’d be funny if his child was a girl.

He… Doesn’t know how to react to his baby girl.

Maybe it’s bc he has no idea how to treat her, but when she’s a baby, he does talk and interact with her more

Okay, let’s timeskip to the future and your daughter is now…. 7.

Yukimura probably has a tendency to avoid girls other than MC, and I think that also goes with his daughter… Not because he doesn’t like her, but because he has no idea how to care for her.

She grows up with a ton of toys… But….

QUESTION WHY ‘Daddy won’t spend time with me’

YOU’RE LIVID- Tbh, I would smack him for that and Shingen or Sasuke wouldn’t even be able to hold her back, and Kenshin would be impressed….

He does end up spending time with her tho.

It’s awkward at first

And then he opens up, even if he’s grumbling about the messy makeup and mess at the end of the day.

It’s not surprising that since Yuki wasn’t in her life, she usually goes to Shingen for help bc he’s been so open

Yuki actually cries at that, but only with you… there was this one time she actually caught him crying, so she started crying and it became this mess of “Stop crying” “no u-”

They bond pretty quickly after that lol

LOts of outings and helping Yuki to sell goods :3

Any piggy backs

Yes.

Lots of piggy backs

He has become so cute wtf

Kenshin:

A boy…. then a girl... I think.

So I stan an overprotective father here for his daughter, in the very least.

That’s not because his son is ‘too weak’- It’s the fact that culturally and in that time period, he’s supposed to be the stronger one.

Kenshin teaches him the art of sword-fighting from the age of 5, but soon realises that he’s much more into Senbon and, well… Flowery stuff. It’s good, in a way, since his son has quite the feminine face shape and your eyes. It’s a very good thing, actually. He’d make a successful ninja-

So that’s what he becomes, xD

Together with Sasuke, Kenshin trains him in the art of ninja skills. It’s significantly more interesting to him, maybe because you’ve told him random stories you’ve read from your time.

There’s fluff time too- You pretty much bring all the warlords together and teach them how to sew. Yuki too, because Shingen and you have told him it’s the exact same thing as sewing a wound and practice is good.

Kenshin’s baby girl is a complete treat to the whole family.

You know she’s bound to be spoiled in the same way as you- With probably twice as much gifts as he gives you, and his special fatherly-love.

“I hope you remember she’s a baby, Kenshin… No stop- A dagger isn’t suitable for a baby-”

So it’s a lot of cooing, playing with toys given to her by both Shingen and Kenshin and cuddles…

YES CUDDLES ARE EVERYTHING-

Ironically or not, the boy also becomes protective of his mother and his younger sister, no matter how young he is. He’s spent quite a bit of time with Kenshin, after all.

Ngl, but I think when the girl is older, she’s not gonna like the over-protectiveness. So expect a lot of ninja work by her brother, joined by Sasuke bc Kenshin doesn’t trust everyone to be safe xD

She still, notices them tho….

*Cue scolding by Daughter bc of of irritation*

MC does nothing to help bc they honestly deserved it xD

Nobunaga:

A son… I mean what did you expect?

So Nobunaga and his son are the most endearingly domineering… pair?

I mean your son’s personality stems directly from Nobunaga, despite having your looks and that does make you wonder why, since you spend the most time with him.

Nobunaga’s probably the busiest man on Earth. So when he does find time to spend with his son, they’re the most mischievous pair. You’re not even surprised when Masamune joins in one day, with Mitsuhide just chucking away at the sight.

Hideyoshi doesn’t even try when they get to this messy point, and to be fair neither do you. If you stopped them, they’d casually rope you into the mess.

You’ve long learnt to leave them be when they’re like this.

You pretty much take over the castle when they’re playing- Can’t have the castle’s structure falling apart because of a handful of idiots, right?

Hideyoshi still hasn’t learnt his lesson, it seems-

The two of them are always thieving konpeito from the kitchens and screwing around the castle in the most ridiculous ways.

You swore they had somehow once gotten hold of some black paint (or was that charcoal?), only to end up fully covered in the colour…

You only found out after nearly giving Nobunaga a back massage- His back was COVERED in the pigment. Obviously, your son had dropped a handful and some down his clothes and back.

Honestly? You just sighed at their antics and dragged him by the ear to the bathhouse. And you can’t even say anything when he drags you in, fully clothed.

When Nobunaga does spend time with his son, the adrenaline and joy just lasts until the following morning when he’s slept it off. It’s very different from the type of adrenaline from war- Less stress and fear, and more joy and… out of control actions.

So expect an extremely hyper Nobunaga when you both retire to your bedroom…

Mitsuhide:

A girl. I don’t budge. … Okay, maybe a baby boy in the future, but for now? Just a baby girl.

So Mitsuhide’s one of those ‘I-never-expected-to-be-this-happy’ or ‘I-never-expected-to-one-day-have-a-family-of-my-own’ warlords.

So when you announce you were having a baby, he just… freezes. Like one of those signature ‘holy-crap-what’ freezes.

He’s so silent you swore you broke him. But when you reach out to press a hand against his cheek, he turns, presses a deep, loving kiss to your palm. He’s exceptionally gentle with you now as he draws you to his chest, thanking you for every miracle you’ve given him.

So I also headcannon that Mitsuhide’s the epitome of practicality y’all… Like he’s so busy he doesn’t have time for anything he deems ‘useless’... or will he buy things that will never be used.

So expect some gender-neutral toys and tiny clothes for your young one, even before she’s born.

Did I mention he’s also quite protective of you? That doubles or triples when he finds out you’re pregnant. And again, when he finds out it’s a girl after birth.

Literally. It has to be either him or Kyubei with you and the ‘little one’. AT ALL TIMES.

Mitsuhide’s the only one he’ll allow to care for the your- and his- daughter when you’re busy with something. On occasion, it’s Kyubei, but it does mean that he and his daughter must be in the same room.

More than often, this ends up with Mitsuhide being W E A K for his daughter’s laugh and dropping his work- That can always be finished later, after all.

Dress up. Make up. Toys. Games. Anything. Mitsuhide would literally kill for some time with his daughter.

When she was younger, Mitsuhide used to cradle her against his chest, whispering sweet stories or singing to her as she giggled from the vibration of his low voice.

Now that she’s older, he spends his time with her carefully. Teaching her with gentle teasing- Something she’s become accustomed to

NGL, but Kyubei ends up being her ‘older brother’ figure when she grows up.

The look on Mitsuhide’s face when she says she wants to marry Kyubei is gold.

Just don’t let Masamune hear okay?

Tagging: @tsuki-no-usagiii @unstoppablelinda @zavannahmj @nad-zeta @thesirenwashere @ikemenmitsuhide @choi-jiyu @nuttytani

#250+ Followers Celebration #Ikemen Sengoku #Mitsuhide #Kenshin #Yukimura #Nobunaga

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psicomma-s-very-secret-lab · 6 years

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First night at the Asylum

This has been in my inbox (the old lab's inbox orz) for a looooong time and it's not even the oldest question LOL. I postponed my answer bc I wanted to incorporate some art here and I haven't had the chance to draw Shaun and Lo together in ages but man I feel like answering this after all this time cause their story is important even though it's been eclipsed by the story between Shaun and Ani ;__; (Girl look what a mess you've made smh)

Shaun and Loan's story is gross I'll tell you right away. If you want something cute or even remotely decent and healthy, better go on your way.

That question would actually require me to review all Asphyxia and Asphyxia Unplugged from A to Z, so I guess I'll only cover the encouter, from Loan's perspective here. Trigger warnings : violence, sex, drugs, French, and obscenely long post.

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Loan is 18 when he meets Shaun for the first time. He recently left the family home to move to the big city. After a few weeks in university he realises he has absolutely no interest in pursuing an academic career and drops his literary studies. He begins to live at night and makes a few acquaintances; Madame Charlie, a drag queen and a retired sex worker owning a pub in Camden town quickly takes Loan under her wing and the Ace of Hearts becomes Loan's rehearsal place for him and his newly formed band, Asphyxia. Loan also finds a part time job as an apprentice tattoo artist thanks to his connections ; it amuses him for a while, less boring than uni but he doesn't take it very seriously either. Loan has a brief affair in the end of the year with a guy called Adrian, the only contact he kept from university. Adrian had a brand new kind of stress reliever he would use before his finals, and he generously offered to share some with Loan one night after an okay fuck. That's when Loan takes his first bite in the poison apple.

It was just a few puffs but the feeling heroin gave him was so amazing it got Loan coming back for more, and more and even more. His growing lust for the substance probably scared Adrian away cause the guy stopped answering Loan's calls eventually. That's when he thought it'd be a good idea to get wasted and drag his skinny ass up to the North of London in the middle of the night to get some by himself.

He was walking down your typical film noir stinky dark alley when two guys approached him and started to molest him. Loan never knew what sobriety and subtlety meant so he would always go outside dressed like a glam punk whore and it never failed to get him into trouble of course.

Loan fought back quite honourably, he even managed to give a nice black eye to one of his aggressors thanks to his armour ring. But he eventually ended up being kicked to the ground, curling himself up like a louse. He heard the loud barking of a big dog and the beating suddenly stopped. A voice coming from afar shouted across the alley "Aren't ya fucktards supposed to be working?" – Silence. The dog growled.- "'The hell are you lookin at? Get the fuck out of here." They left in a hurry, their tail between their legs. Loan heard the ferocious barks again when the two guys ran away, then he heard the panting breathing of the dog and its claws on the pavement ; it was coming near him. Loan opened an eye and despite his blurry vision he could distinguish the big, drooling face of an adult rottweiler being busy sniffing his jacket.

« Aika. » The dog immediately left Loan alone, going back to its owner’s side. He could see a long shadow stretching on the ground. He was only a few feet away, slowly getting closer.

Loan was still shuddering on the pavement when he saw a hand reaching out to him. His brain was too dizzy from the beating and the alcohol he didn't hesitate one sec before grabbing that hand. He was freezing and that hand was oddly warm. Loan stumbled as he got back on his feet. "Hey, easy there." Then he spat out some blood before finally looking at his accidental saviour.

And there he was. Shaun Myers. If only Loan had known all the trouble this man would bring upon him he would probably have run away like the devil was chasing him the second he met those eyes. He first noticed his height ; being 6'3'' and always wearing big combat boots Loan wasn't used to have to look up to meet the eyes of whoever he was talking to.

Shaun shamelessly rose Loan's chin with his hand, wiping some blood off with his thumb, suddenly noticing Loan's pretty features. The dog was staying still, only its tail wriggling slowly.

"You. You're definitely not a whore." He said scrutinizing Lo's bruised face. Loan said nothing.

"And you're far from home, aren't ya?"

"Kinda."

"What brings you here?"

"I don't know. What do you think brings people here?"

The dog didn’t seem very convinced by Loan’s answer and snarled, baring its teeth.

« Aika… » Its owner said, in a low but firm tone. The dog calmed down, sat reluctantly at Shaun’s feet, still visibly suspicious about Loan.

Shaun smiled, amused by Loan’s wit and his dog’s animosity towards him, then he lit up cigarette and Loan was instantly struck by Shaun's bicoloured gaze. Every single detail about his face set his insides on fire. But it only lasted for half a second- when the lighter swallowed back the flame the image got lost into Loan's numb mind and quickly faded into oblivion.

"Follow me."

Loan followed Shaun for what seemed like an eternity. The streets were poorly lit but he felt like everyone was looking at them -the hobos, the hookers, the creeps at their windows- it was like everyone was staring at his open lip and smudged makeup. Little did he know that people weren't staring at him because of his looks, but because of the tall dark stranger beside him walking with a huge rottweiler on the loose.

They arrived near what seemed to be an abandoned facility - probably used to be a school a few decades ago- some walls were partly demolished and the area was surrounded by Portakabins covered with graffitis that the builders must've been using by the time they were working on the site but now they were mostly squats for hobos and junkies. Shaun led him to a wobbly spiral service staircase and Loan almost fell a couple times trying to get down. "Watch your step" they ended up in a narrow alley - a smell of puke and liquor in the dry cold air - Shaun locked the staircase behind them as Loan started to hear some noise coming from nearby ; indistinct people chatting, dull basses, other big dogs barking...

« You wait here. »

He whistled and left with the dog. Loan noticed the animal was strangely calm and didn’t respond when it heard the other dogs barking from afar. Shaun came back five minutes later, without his beast beside him.

"This way."

He led him to the opposite direction the noises were coming from, to what seemed like a fire door. Shaun pushed it and suddenly Loan was overwhelmed by the harsh neon lights and the infernal hubbub saturating the air of what oddly resembled a hospital corridor. "You're gonna stay here or what? Move your ass." The high pitched, crass laughter of a girl almost broke one of Loan's eardrums as Shaun got him into another staircase. Dirty walls covered with obscene caricatures, tags, spray paint, a guy with his hands inside the panties of the girl he was making out with at the third flight of stairs...

They must've been two floors underground when Shaun stopped in front of one of the doors with a red "Keep out" sign on it. While he was searching for the right key inside of his hoodie, Loan lost himself contemplating the graffitis. He noticed a used condom sticked to the tread of his boot. "Putain fait chier. Merde." Then a few 'clicks' and the door opened. Shaun held it open for him as Loan got inside. Never in his entire life had he heard basses so fucking loud. He could barely see in front of him. The atmosphere reeked of sex and marijuana. He could glimpse some sweaty naked bodies kissed by the electric blue neons lights as the DJ was blasting the beat even louder. For a second he lost sight of Shaun and bumped into an obscenely obese guy making him spill some of his drink "I'll cut you motherfucker!" Loan felt a hand grabbing his shoulder and taking him away before the guy could do anything "Better not get lost, Alice, we're already late."

"Late for what? What the fuck is this place??"

"That's the Asylum babe, the only safe place for someone like you."

Loan was probably too wasted to understand that the Asylum was the actual name of this underground Babylon and he would learn later that Shaun wasn't exactly the type to make jokes anyway.

Crossing the dancefloor of the Asylum was like swimming into the dark waters of the Phlegethon. A long time ago that place used to be an olympic swimming pool, the echo and even the tiles on the walls were still here- but now it was just a gaping black hole swarming with the broken souls of the fallen ones.

As they arrived near the bar some girl, visibly quite drunk, made her way to Shaun and lasciviously wrapped her arms around his neck, Loan barely saw her murmuring a word to his ear before Shaun pushed her away with a rare violence. She fell on a guy who was sitting at the bar, spilling all the drinks and breaking some of the glasses. Her head hit the counter as she fell down, her ankles twisted in what must've been an awfully painful position. Loan stared at her unconscious body in shock - Shaun didn't even flinch when he brushed her off and started to make his way upstairs, without even looking back. "You coming or what?" It was only now that Loan actually considered whether he should really follow that guy or not. He looked at that girl - he could read the words she was muttering on her lips "help me... One hit... Just one fucking hit..." as a some blood was running down her forehead.

Loan shook his head and climbed up the stairs. Some fucking stairs again. Everyone was staring at him, was staring at Shaun, but Loan was honestly too busy staring at Shaun's ass through his Levi's to notice any of that.

Five minutes later this whole freak show seemed like a distant dream; the room where Shaun had taken Loan was quiet, so quiet it was hard to believe it was actually located in the same building. But here it was ; low ceiling, dim lighting, nothing on the walls where the yellowish white paint was partly bloated because of past inundations, no windows, just one queen size bed with messy sheets, a coffee table with an ashtray filled with cigarettes butts, a door half opened on what seemed to be a bathroom, and one big wardrobe facing the bed.

"Make yourself at home."

He sat on the bed as Shaun took off his jacket, beanie and hoodie, tossing them on the chair by the coffee table. Loan was ogling at each of his movements with impunity ; he was way too fucked up to give a damn about decorum.

"I'll be back in a minute."

Less than a minute later Shaun was back into the room, opening his big hand under Loan's nose. A tiny freezer bag, containing a tiny amount of what could've easily been mistaken for flour or icing sugar.

"Your poison, Snow White."

Loan took the bag, observed it in the light of the bedside lamp as if he had any fucking clue about what he was doing.

"That's 80£."

"80£??"

Shaun sighed "Jesus, you first timers are the worst. If you don't have the money I'm taking that back, also do I need to mention the house doesn't take credit cards nor cheques?"

"Fine." Loan glared at him shoving the bills into that greedy hand. Shaun hastily put the money inside his jeans' back pocket.

"Now do you wanna fuck?"

"Excuse me?"

"I said do you wanna fuck, like me and you."

"I-I'm not a whore."

"I know, that's why I'm asking you nicely."

Where the fuck was that guy coming from? Loan stared back at Shaun dead in the eye and saw he was serious. He tilted his head, pouted.

"Depends on what you have to offer."

In the blink of an eye Shaun pounced on him like a beast on its prey and before he knew it Loan was nailed to the bed, his face buried in the pillow. He could feel Shaun's hand pressing on his neck with a terrifying strength and he knew he could just snap it at any moment if he liked. He felt all his bulk lunging at his frail body as he leaned forward, until he was close enough so that Loan could feel the warmth of his breath against his ear.

"Just let me get this clear ; I don't have anything to offer. I'm gonna use you. I'm gonna take everything I want from you like it's my fucking birthday. And you're gonna love it even if in the end, you'll regret it, cause that's how it goes. You're probably gonna cry but it won't stop me. I'm not gonna give you my number, I'm not gonna give you a ride home, I'm not even gonna give you my name. Now if you're okay with that say yes."

"Y-yes. Please." Loan panted.

"Great." He said thoughtlessly before roughly pulling down Loan's jeans.

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If you read this then it means you have vanquished this monster post, YAY! Here's a cookie to help you recover from that exhausting and traumatizing experience : 🍪

And ofc, special thanks to @ramblingpolkadots for the question! 😁 it was probably not the answer you expected but hey, it was fun to write this at least

#ocs #asphyxia #loan #shaun #the asylum #first encounter #ask #ask answers #i actually wrote this a long time ago #but didn't publish it bc i needed to update it #cause aika wasn't present in the original version #and it would've been a shame not to mention that good boy

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nongbabe · 6 years

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Watermelon - Roomate Mark Lee

this scenario is entirely based off of this gif not going to lie

Scenario: Mark Lee just really likes watermelon and also you

okay so you’ve been roommates with make lee since the beginning of sophomore year

you wanted to live off campus to save some money

and mark was sick of living with a swarm of guys who never seemed to do dishes

and hey less people less mess

also you’re pretty tidy yourself so it was extra good

anyway you guys had a few mutual friends and they ended setting you two up not actually but also kinda actaully lmao they ship it roommate wise

your both juniors now, it nearing the end of first semester so you guys have gotten pretty comfortable with each

like really comfortable you tell each other everything

everything excluding one maybe significant factor in your guys relationship...

and somewhere down the time line of living in such a small apartment together that factor became more and more signifigant

maybe it was from him constantly walking around the apartment with just a towel on after a shower or him not wearing a shirt during the early fall and late spring because your ac doesn’t work right

maybe it was the time he made you breakfast when you were sick in bed

and by made i mean he attempted to fry and egg and it didn’t work

so he put a bagel in the toaster bc even he cant mess that up he almost did though good thing you don’t mind extra crispy

maybe it was simply his smile or his sense of humor or his laugh

ah but no matter what or when it was

you had fallen for him. hard. and probably more quickly than you cared to admit

and hed done the same just neither of you were sure enough of each others feeling or confident enough to let the other know

but it doesn’t matter not that much any way

you were happy enough just spending lazy days in with him watching movies or just chatting sometimes when it was raining sometimes when it was perfectly sunny out

you were happy just having him drag you out of the apartment to go on adventures kayaking, squirrel chasing, trying out fencing club even if you both really suck

or sometimes he’d even bring his own adventures home like board games or a random diy project

never let him convince you to paint the ceiling again ever he looked hella cute with paint all over his face tho

or sometimes he would just bring home random things from the store?

like one day he brought home a watermelon and youre not really sure why bc its the middle of winter and watermelons aren’t in season?? he fckn love watermelon thats why look at his smile in the watermelon gif i wish i was a watermelon

“It was on sale y/n I had to get it. There were only 5 left. What if someone else bought all of them”

“Someone must really love watermelon to buy 5 at once, crazy man”

“…..”

“hey remember when you bought 7 and couldn’t figure out how to get them home because you rode your bike to the mart an-” and he deadass covered your mouth with his hand boi

“shhhhhh, we don’t need to talk abt that right now y/n just help me cut it up okay”

You guys, with a lot of difficulty and some very dull knives finally cut the watermelon into slices

hes a full slice kind of lad not a cube dude

if it was already pre-cubed like at a party though he would sill eat it

its watermelon

and then you would cut up the watermelon

and mark would be so !!! so excited

be really love watermelon

its just so sweet!! and watery!! and melony!!!!

and you and him would bite into it and...

ehhhhhh

and it would kinda be flavorless

like not sweet at all

“it’s not that bad, Mark.. okay? you did your best picking one out”

and Mark would do that thing

that sad Mark thing

the :c the sad pouty disappointed look

Nobody wants a sad :c mark

so you kinda run your fingers through his hair and push a few loose strands

Its starting to get long. You like it though. It gives you more of an excuse to run your fingers through it

You pulled him into a tight hug, one of those really really squeezing the air out of your lungs tight warm ones, one of those hugs that you could easily play off as friendly, silly even

But wow was your heart beating fast and your palms shaking

Mark would freeze at first out of surprise but the pout would go away!!

He would just be a bit caught off guard. That’s why he’d go a bit stiff initially. You weren’t really the type to hug him so out of the blue You were more of a cuddle when sleepy, or intoxicated, kind of human, a lot lett straight forward

He really liked it though really really

So much that he would relax and rest his hands on the small of your back rather than just stand there like a statue. Which is what he ‘claims’ he usually does when people hug him just like he ‘claims’ he doesn’t like skinship bloody liar

but the whole time his heart is going crazy and hes so concerned youre gonna notice but also he really likes hugging you

your skin feel cool and nice against him especially because he feels like hes on fire but

wow are you pretty and wow does he like you

but you don’t need to know that bc that would make living together awkward but it wouldnt be bc u like him too otherwise we wouldn’t be reading this now would we jc

And finally concerned mark would take over and he would suddenly pull away and ‘cough’

“??”

“Ahh I just remembered I have to finish that chem lab report is all”

“we finished that together a week ago Mark?”

“…i meant essay”

“but didn’t yo-”

but he would already be running away and locking himself in his room

well as best he could bc he still doesn’t have a door

he broke it off of its hinge they day you guys moved in mark you cute disaster

but you still try and not bother him if he goes in his room

privacy and such

and you’d be confused but also freaking out

oh my god what did you just do what if you pushed the bounds what if things are weird now what if mark doesnt talk to you anymore and stressssssssssss

A few minutes later you would hear his shower turn on

like this kid

i thought you said you had an essay lying hoe

anyways hed come out of the shower like 15 minutes later

hes not fast at showering bc boi needs time to shampoo after all those wackado hair syles he gotta keep from getting bald ya know

also he needs time to think bc wow do you make him crazy

and hed walk out into your little ‘living room’ and sits on the floor because you guys still havent gotten a couch even though its over a year since the two of you have lived together

and you finally threw away that makeshift cardboard furniture from removing in earlier this semester because mark didn’t just fall through them one he kEPT breaking and getting stuck in them

so to save the boy anymore embarrassment you threw them out together

anyway so he sat on the floor looking all cute mark like in typical mark attire

“hey y/n can you come here. I gotta talk to you for a sec”

but youre already talking??

but you wouldn’t question it

mark’s tone of voice was pretty serious tone to his voice which didn’t happen frequently

so you walked over by him and briefly sat on the floor before laying your head on his thigh

bc he in much more comfortable than the carpet and you werent really a criss cross apple sauce kind of gal at least not when mark was around bc as;doije;dfihw;erio

hed reach down and stoke your hair and close your eyes and hum slightly

“y/n” You’d hum again keeping your eyes closed and enjoying his close proximity

and youd kinda lay like that for a few minutes

and just as you were about to drift off to sleep he stopped playing with your hair

youre eyes open slowly, confused

and then Mark leaned down and before you could process what was happening he was kissing you

and you would have to fight to not break into a giant smile

because finally you were starting to think that maybe you were just a friend to him

but nope bc now ur making out lol not really tho its just a sweet kiss and not super long or agressive

he pulled away, scratching the back of his neck while give you that side smile of his almost sheepish one, but more flirty than sheepish

he kinda mumbled almost what sounded like an apology, but he really didn’t look that sorry and he certainly didn’t feel it i mean neither did you cute boy mark lee just kissed you

“you taste like watermelon” you roll your eyes

his smile spread into a full blown grin and his lil nose scrunched up. he kissed your nose.

he chuckled and semi-jokingly licked his lips “but tastier than the one we just had” You cupped his cheeks and pull his face towards yours.

!!!!!

#can you tell i love him???#love of my life #mark lee #mark #roommate!mark #nct #this actually took me a really long time to write #i had to keep stopping bc feels #s;djvwe;iofkj #mark friggn lee #nct dream #nct 127 #nct u #nct 2018 #imagine #fluff #scenario

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autisticbee · 6 years

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siconkus + 3, 8, 15, 23 and 24 8'D

Sorry the first one got super long so this ended up being over 1k words lol (also sorry I can't put this under a cut on mobile afshfkglgl)

how did the relationship start?:

ok there's so many interesting ways it could go so I'm gonna base this on the fic I started to write but never finished lol;

Connor has a Very Big Crush on Markus and really wants advice on what to do, he feels a bit too embarrassed to talk to hank about it so he decides to talk to one of the Jericho gang and happens to come across Simon first

simon knows that markus has got a big crush on connor too (and also simon but he doesn't realise it) so he decides to play matchmaker (despite having feelings for markus too, as he's convinced they're unrequited, I sorta hc that as simon was a family unit android he used to have unrequited feelings for a regular visitor of the family he cared for, maybe a oldest son of the family who would stop by occasionally with a warm smile and simon ended up fully deviating by confessing to him, it didn't go well so simon tends to think the worst for himself)

connor isn't convinced that markus likes him back (turns out calculating the odds when it comes to emotions is very difficult and untrustworthy) so to prove it to him simon suggests an idea, that they start hanging out together at jericho more and if connor is okay with it get cosy together to make markus jealous, connor agrees he's still convinced it won't work but he wouldn't mind getting to know simon more and some affection from a cute boy would be nice

So they do just that, it starts off with them just hanging out more and whispering converstions that don't really require whispering and markus occasionally glances at them strangely but doesn't say anything

They amp it up slowly, lingering touches, holding hands, and then just full on cuddling and it surprises them both how easy it becomes for them

Except simon fucked up bc markus isn't really the obviously jealous type, instead he just starts to look sad but he still smiles warmly at them both whenever they talk to him. markus is honestly kinda confused bc when he looks at them together he feels a weird whirlwind of emotions, something like jealously but instead of being jealous of either them in particular he just feels like he wants to be a part of it.

connor is really worried about how sad markus seems to he decides to call it off with simon, simon conflictedly agrees (he doesn't wanna see markus sad either but he also doesn't wanna stop being touchy feely with connor--oh no)

except that just makes everything worse bc now All of them are miserable, they're all pining after each other and don't know what to do

meanwhile josh and north are watching this all from the sidelines, north is furious; she likes connor she really does she considers him a close friend now but markus has a special place in her heart and she knows simon's past so she can't help but feel protective over them and maybe lightly threaten connor to sort something out, while josh tries to keep her calm and offers sage advice of Just Talk It Out Together, miscommunication blows a lot of things out of proportion guys

Connor eventually ends up explaining the whole situation to hank who is flabbergasted because he had no idea of the complicated situation the kid had gotten himself into, he's not got much in the way of advice but he does give him a much needed hug

Makrus and Simon individually at a time talk to North and Josh

Markus: I feel like I somehow ruined things for them, they seemed really happy together I guess they could tell how it made me feel and maybe it made them uncomfortable ):

North: look I love you but, you're an idiot and they both have feelings for you

Simon: I was just trying to help connor and make markus happy, but I've messed it all up with my feelings

Josh: SERIOUSLY JUST TALK TO EACH OTHER??? please you're giving me anxiety.

They're all hopeless but surprisingly connor is the first one to actually do the logical thing and seeks out markus and simon so they can talk, he holds his composure for five seconds before blurting his and simon's plan to markus

markus: wait you like me???

connor: I'm in lov-i mean, yes.

simon: since we're getting it out there *sighs* I've kind of fallen for you connor

markus:...I love both of you

connor: whAT

simon: also, I fell for you too markus a long time ago--wait what

markus: seeing you two together...just made me want to join you

connor: I guess it would be a good idea to mention that I think I've developed feelings for simon too?

markus: so if we all mutually like each other...what's the problem?

simon: uh

connor: *rapid blinking* I...don't know?

markus: all this time we've been miserable when we could have just? All been together

then simon bursts out laughing, markus and connor joining in with giggles and they decide up to make up for lost time by cuddling together.

do they have pets?: yup. connor adopts a dog (maybe a terrier? They're very investigative) to be friends with sumo,

markus has a snake because snakes are cool and woefully misunderstood

and simon adopts a cat who he names siconkus (simon: it's the merging of our names, connor came up with it and I thought it'd be perfect

markus: it just sounds /weird/ and why that order?

connor: because I like to be in the middle when we snuggle

markus: *melting*

simon: because you're the shortest- connor: no-)

what habits of the other drives them crazy?:

markus and connor work too much and it frustrates simon to high heaven, he does his part of course but he knows not to push himself but apparently his two wonderful partners do not (simon forces them to take breaks once he learns their limits)

connor is a bit more sensitive to sound since he was developed as an android for law enforcement, he basically has SPD, so so as much as he loves markus and simon sometimes they're just TOO loud, sometimes simon will shout to someone across the room while next to connor without thinking, and sometimes markus makes a bit too much ruckus when hes painting or hits the wrong note on his piano by mistake and it just. stresses connor out. They both do their best to minimise this as much as possible and have backup stim toys with them at all times in case connor loses the one he has, and connor starts carrying earplugs in case it gets too much, but it's still bound to happen sometimes.

markus gets fed up with simon and connor's occasional bickering, it's almost always good natured and sometimes they end it themselves by making out, but sometimes they don't and it always seems to happen when markus is riight in the middle of watching a program

markus: can't you two shhh for five seconds

simon: make us

connor: I second that

markus: *rolls eyes but gives them both a quick kiss* now you both have to kiss and make up too

who steals the blankets?: connor because he likes feeling snuggly and he tends to to wrap it around himself in weird ways, and while it's a little annoying markus and simon aren't put out too much by it since they don't have to worry about freezing in the night so they both just wrap around connor to get cosy

who remembers things?: simon. markus is good at remembering important political things and connor is very good at remembering important case related stuff but they're both very bad at remembering everything else, such as before mentioned, forgetting to take breaks, and simon makes schedules for them

(Thank you! This was fun)

#siconkus #connor x markus x simon #simarcon

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m0onbean · 6 years

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friends to lovers!AU with jinjin

genre: barista!AU, FLOOF’!!! also some jealoUSYYYYYY because i love it

warnings: vine references and jinjin with glasses

note: i couldn’t stop thinking about this AU last night gonfkskao i’m whipped

you’ve been working at a café that’s really close to your college for a good several months now

and by your side is Jinjin... another barista who’s ALSO been working there for quite a long time

and because the two of you spend so many hours working together, you guys get to see eachother a lot and just bond over your boss and giggle about his big forehead

and when the shop’s about to close, the two of you clean up together while blasting IU in the background... and if you guys finish early you kill time by competing about seeing who can make the prettier drink in the quicker time

but it’s just like... you’ve never really hung out with him OUTSIDE of the café cuz it would feel weird to...

regardless you guys have such good chemistry... like he could go up to you and say “so i was sitting there...”

and you’d immediately finish the line, “...BBQ sauce on my tiddies...” and the two of you would drop dead laughing so hard and your stomachs would ache from laughter

the other workers there would eye you guys weirdly buT whatever their loss, this job is boring af anyways

jinjin is a GOD at making those latte art drinks that you could just sit there and watch him do it all day

customers would flood the shop JUST for the art bc they could ask him to design their face onto the latte and hE CAN and WILL do it

jinjin wears these adorable round glasses and his red hair is tossed around messily but it’s a Look. and you’d always ruffle it and mess it up more because it’s so cute watching his cheeks redden and nose crinkle when you do it

so all of this time, the two of you are just really good friends. like when you two get a break during work, you guys sit at the tables and just sip your drinks while talking about everything that comes into mind

it’s just so easy talking to jinjin... and it’s just so comfortable and sweet

but one day, you’re at the cashier when this one customer comes up to you and he’s wearing a leather jacket and his hair is slicked back

and you’re like What.. this man is literally from Greece what is he doing here

and he starts... raking his eyes over your body and biting his lip and you’re like Uh..

and he says “hi beautiful, can i get a macchiato?” and you’re like Sure! and you put in the order

but when he hands you the money, he’s also slipping a tiny note to you and you’re like ??

then he’s walking out while winking at you and you’re blinking rapidly bc did that guy literally just do that-

and when you turn around you see jinjin with a big frown on his face

and he’s like crossing his arms and he says “..i didn’t like that”

and you’re like ??didnt like what

“the way he looked at you...”

and you’re like ..Oh

you opened the note and saw that the customer put his number on it and while you were looking at it and thinking you can feel jinjin’s eyes boring into you

and he’s like “.. are you going to call him?”

and you’re like “... do you want me to?”

and there’s a pregnant pause before he shakes his head vigorously and is quietly like “i don’t want you to call him,,,,,”

after that instance your friendship with him starts to ... change

you’re both super playful of course.. but you’re both extra flirty now

like you would be wiping the counter and he’d randomly back hug you whICH makes you freeze and before you can turn around and scold him he’s already walking away while whistling

you’d wipe away whipped cream from his mouth using your thumb without breaking eye contact aND HIS EARS WOULD GO REDDDD

if before the workers were suspicious of you two dating, noW they’re extremely sure you two have a thing going on

and it’s going all well and you’re planning to confess your developed feelings for the cute barista boy until one day the customer who gave you his number returns

and this time he’s fuming and is like “why didn’t you call me?????” and you’re like wtf

you tell him to buzz off cuz you’re not interested but instead of leaving he keeps on bothering you and calling you really... bad things

and you’re all composed because there’s no way you’re gonna pick a fight over something as dumb as this

but then... the man brings up his hand and slaps your cheek really hard

and he says something along the lines of “you’re such a bitc-“

but he can’t finish his disgusting insult because a fist comes up to his face and you’re like holy shit because

JINJIN KNOCKED HIM OUT

and the jerk’s like laying on the floor, totally unconscious... but you don’t feel bad at all

then you see jinjin heaving heavily and you’re like oh my god... are you okay?

and he’s like “that man... is so disgusting.” and now you’re wrapping your arms around him for doing that for you but the hug turns into a kiss

and he’s like What... what- Oh. okay we’re kissing now Cool

after the kiss jinjin is cutely like “.. does this mean you like me?” and you’re like”no jinjin... i kissed you bc you’re an amazing friend yES JINJIN i like you dammit”

the two of you have the cutest & goofiest relationship that customers come to the shop to watch y’all interact

because you’re the type of couple to call eachother professional terms at work but you guys can’t keep up the act for long and end up giggling and kissing eachother again

lots of latte kisses. LOTs of them. it’s like the scene from Secret Garden where they have whipped cream on their lips and the guy kisses them to “get it off” for them

except whenever jinjin kisses you to “wipe the whipped cream off” there’s ... absolutely nothing on your lips

you’re probably not even drinking anything in the first place... jinjin is just too romantic for his own good: “(y/n) there’s something on your lips...” “jinjin there’s literAlly nothing” “i don’t care i want to kiss you”

y’all finally hangout OUTSIDE of the café... you either go to his dorm or he goes to yours and it’s ... just so breathtaking seeing him NOT in the barista uniform

he likes to wear a lot of hoodies to your delight bc you can wear them everywhere and he doesn’t care at all.. he actually loves it LOL

you like to put his glasses on or comb his hair for him .. making jinjin blush is one of your professions

he’s such a tender hearted person too so it’s common for him to type up long ass paragraphs about why he loves you and is so grateful for you

sometimes he’ll straight up text you “i’m crying because of you” nd you’re like.. “no you’re not...” and the man will straight up send you a selfie and there’s goddamn tears on his face anD YOURE LIKE WHAT

there’s so much love in his heart.. and he doesn’t hesitate to give you all of it

sometimes you’re scared to be vulnerable so it’s harder for you to be expressive about your love for him but you’ll learn that it’s okay to look “weak” and to put your guard down around him

you learn that jinjin actually dances really well and when you watch him in his dorm just grooving casually you’re like.. Wow. this man. i’m.. in love

jinjin wouldn’t hesitate to lift his shirt up and show you his abs if that means you’ll be a flustered mess fkmdkska

LOTS of praising and compliments... jinjin won’t let you feel insecure or self conscious nope you’re beautiful hun

LOTS and LOTS of video calling bc you claim to feel sick whenever you don’t see his face for a long period of time... even tho jinjin calls you a baby he secretly relates

you’d probably steal his cute round glasses a lot and take selfies on his phone with it...

the next day you’ll notice that his home screen is that photo cosnskaidkoa

#astro #jinjin #park jinwoo #jinjin scenarios #jinjin headcanons #jinjin fluff #jinjin fanfictions

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shuakkinda-blog · 7 years

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Jihoon crushing on you !! // scenario

A bullet-point scenario featuring Jihoon/Woozi !!

Request for scenarios and reactions on my page if you want :)

- ok but have you seen the lyrics this boy writes for his songs???

- he’s got love sickness written all over svt’s name with his compositions

- and although some of the songs he has written depict active pursuits for a girl that the guy wants,

- Jihoon isn’t the type to go after someone like that

- you know why?

- BC HE JUST WANTS IT SIMPLE

- ok that was bad I’m sorry

- what I mean is that Jihoon doesn’t want to go out looking for his soulmate in every corner and alley

- neither would he want to get a girl to like him by changing himself a whole lot

- he’s one to support the natural bloom of love

- simply put

- Jihoon just wants a girl who really understands him and can accept him for who he is <3

- alrighty, scenario time !!

- as an intern at pledis, you’ve been given the opportunity to work with many of the company’s artists

- including seventeen ofc

- and you found getting to know the members pretty easy, as most of them are approachable

- when I say most, I mean everyone but Jihoon lol

- you’d see him around, but you guys would never engage in a conversation longer than an exchange of hellos

- some of the other svt members would tease Jihoon by telling you that he isn’t too good with people since he’s always locked away in his studio producing music

- but you’re not convinced

- well, you know he does spend most of his hours in the studio, but you don’t think he’s bad at socializing

- fr though, how else would he have tolerated living with 12 other boys for the past few years???

- this would make you curious about Jihoon

- “I’m sure you’re more than what people say about you...” you’d constantly think to yourself whenever he walks by

- little did you know that Jihoon is wondering about you too

- something about you was familiar to him

- he’s not sure if it’s your relatively calm nature or the way you look

- but he wants to figure what it is about you that’s so different yet so... natural???

- he’d often hear other members talking about you when you aren’t around

- they like to mention how amazing your taste in music is and how comforting/supportive you are when they feel down or stressed

- the beagle line, booseoksoon, would obviously be the biggest chatterboxes

- their conversations about you might as well be fights over you

- “hey guys, y/n likes this song I was practicing my vocals with today,” Soonyoung smiles widely and tries hard not to squeal

- “hmm, is that so,” Seokmin say, pretending to be unbothered

- “yeah, and she says she wants to hear me sing more often.”

- “I don’t know about you guys but I was dancing in the practice room the other day when y/n walked in and said I’m pretty good. She wants me to teach her a few dances sometime,” Seokmin grins in pride

- “WHAT THE HELL? THAT’S MY JOB,” Soonyoung would yell

- “oH weLL,” Seungkwan clears his throat. “yesterday I was cracking jokes all over the place for her and she was practically dying of laughter.”

- “I’m the jokester around here,” Seokmin points to himself. “What are you talking about?”

- “HEY MAN, do you remember who she laughed at the most when we showed her that clip of us on that variety show?” Soonyoung would ask

- “Me,” all three of them answer in unison

- “BACK OFF ALL OF YOU,” Seungkwan says in response. “We all know that comic relief in this group is my responsibility.” the three then engage in an argument

- “Oh my God, we get it. You all like her,” Jihoon says before retreating back to his studio. He’s had enough of this conversation

- before hearing all these “fights” over you

- he would’ve considered initiating dialogue between you and him

- but because Jihoon’s already pretty convinced the three of them are crushing on you already

- he decides to not get involved and leaves you to them

- besides, he doesn’t think a girl that those three would crush on would be his type

- W R O N G

- one day, you’d be hanging out with beagle line, who has been dying to hear more of your music playlists

- you’ve given them a few song recommendations before, but ofc they wanted moRE

- so your playlist session pretty much turns into a karaoke/dance party in the practice room with three of the loudest boys in pledis

- after all of the fun, the boys make a playlist on their laptop with all the songs you just played for them

- so when you can’t hang out with them, they could just play those songs and think of you awww

- however, the laptop they saved the playlist on just so happens to be one of the laptops the entire group shares

- one of these users is none other than the great Lee Jihoon

- he takes the laptop to his studio one day and magically finds the playlist left on pause from the last time booseoksoon listened to it altogether and cried over you lmao

- and recognizing a few songs on the list, he decides to give it a listen

- he has no idea whose playlist it is

- but he falls in love with it

- it just happens to be the perfect mix of old songs from his predebut days and more modern songs from today

- you defined his music taste perfectly with this very playlist

- so he begins to use it more frequently

- one day, he was blasting the playlist in the practice room when all of a sudden:

- “ah, I’m not surprised... booseoksoon is blasting my playlist once agai-”

- you stop your tracks upon spotting no one else but Jihoon with the laptop, playing your playlist

- Jihoon freezes and lets what you just said sink in

- “Oh, uh... this is your playlist?” he asks anxiously

- “Yeah, it- it is,” you stutter. “Seungkwan, Seokmin, and Soonyoung asked me for it, so they saved it onto that... laptop.”

- “well, it’s... pretty good,” Jihoon compliments awkwardly

- “oh really? I- um, thank you??” a nervous laughter comes out of you

- “yeah, uh, I’m sorry if I’m not supposed to be listening to it. I want to respect your priv-”

- “no no, please. If you like it, feel free to use it whenever,” you wave your hands in defense

- Jihoon stifles a tiny laugh. “okay thank you, y/n.”

- “anytime, Jihoon,” you smile kindly. “This is actually the playlist I use when I work on my assignments. Do you mind if I uh... work here while you play it?” You clarify your point by holding up the unfinished files you have to work on for your internship

- “yeah, of course,” Jihoon keeps his cool. “I was just gonna.. uh...”

- “If you’re working on something privately here, I can leave you alone. It’s no big deal,” you say. The last thing you want to do is bother him

- “Ah no, I was just gonna work on my dancing, that’s all,” he manages to answer without stuttering. Jihoon was honestly ready to break out in nervous laughter, but he held it back. “You can stay, don’t worry.”

- you thank Jihoon and settle into a chair and table to get started on work

- it takes you a little while to realize that Jihoon is actually dancing to songs on your playlist

- you decide to give him a compliment, because goddamn this boy is really good

- “I didn’t think that song was all that danceable, but you managed to make it work.”

- Jihoon smiles. “Oh thanks. A lot of the songs on your playlist are dance songs though. That’s what I like about it.”

- “to be honest, I expected you to be more of a composer than a dancer, but it looks like you can do both pretty well,” you smile

- “oh really,” he accepts the compliment shyly. “I spend more time composing, but dancing definitely relieves a lot of stress for me.”

- “... how about you? What do you like to do?” he asks

- he isn’t sure if he asked that out of a need to beat out the awkward aura or if he was genuinely curious about you

- but he’s glad he did because it definitely brought up a pretty interesting conversation between you and him

- and BAM you’re finally friends with Jihoon !!

- I’m not tryna to exaggerate buuuut

- becoming friends with this genius is absolutely life-changing

- your old, awkward hellos in the hallways turn into full-on conversations and it’s amazinG

- and he has so much knowledge about music and dancing and entertainment and he just loves sharing all of that with you

- hearing and seeing how passionate he is about what he does as an artist is the best part about being a good friend of his

- (he wouldn’t share any of this kind of stuff with people he isn’t close to)

- his hardworking nature is also super inspiring

- but oftentimes, you’ll find him stressing a little too much about his work

- although he does take breaks from time to time, there are days when all he wants to do is work nonstop

- and as a caring friend, you do your best to help Jihoon out in these stressful times

- “c’mon dude, just take a short break to have dinner with the members. You can always come back to composing a little later,” you’d nag him

- “no, I’m fine, really,” he replies, eyes still glued to his composition displayed on the computer screen. “I’m not feeling dinner right now.”

- “that’s what you said at lunchtime when I checked on you,” you complain. “I know you keep snacks in here, but the members probably haven’t seen you since this morning. And real meals will help you recharge better than any of these tiny snacks.”

- “y/n this is due in two days, I can’t just-”

- “Jihoon,” you get his full attention at the mention of his name. “I get it. Due dates are due dates. But you need to think: is working straight and only having half of your energy in writing this song really worth it? Or do you think it’s better to take breaks and make a with a song with all of your energy put into it?”

- you sigh. “It’s all up to you. I’m just giving you suggestions here.”

- although you’re still concerned about your friend, you decide it’s best to leave the composer alone for now. You head over to the practice room to join the other members eat dinner. The guys greet you with a warm welcome

- you also inform the boys that you invited Jihoon over for dinner with them if he wanted to come

- but a few moments after your arrival

- Jihoon steps into the practice room as well

- “HOLY SHIT, JIHOON’S ALIVE?” Soonyoung screams

- the rest of the members rush on over to Jihoon to engulf him in a gigantic group hug

- “was I really out for that long?” the composer laughs

- “UHHM YEAH, JIHOON,” Seungkwan exclaims. “I’m pretty sure I haven’t seen your face in two days.”

- “Seriously,” Seungcheol smiles and ruffles Jihoon’s hair. “It’s about time you took a legitimate break.”

- Seungcheol would then walk over to you. You were admiring the adorable group bonding from afar:

- “Damn, y/n, how did you do it?” he pats your shoulder

- you shrug your shoulder and laugh it off

- because you honestly don’t know how you got Jihoon to get out of his studio

- and now he’s eating a complete dinner???

- the members were very impressed by you

- what kind of potion or sorcery did you use to resurrect Jihoon??1?///?

- a potion for love if you know what I mean ;);)

- nah but really

- if Jihoon is able to do the unlikely because of you

- there must be something special about you that Jihoon likes

- when he gets back to his studio after a refreshing dinner time with you and his members

- Jihoon will just sit there and think

- “hOW THE FUCK DID I EVEN LEAVE MY COMPOSITION FOR TWO HOURS???”

- and everything will lead back to you

- your convincing arguments

- your understanding

- your careful nature with him

- your kindness

- your awfully bright smile

- and all of your conversations that got him so excited

- aw shit don’t tell me I like y/n

- he liKES YOU OMF

- the mere thought of himself liking a girl after a long time just sahdlfjdgshskhagaAHHH

- he definitely wasn’t ready for this

- OKAY IT’S TIME TO DISCUSS JIHOON’S CRUSHING HABITS

- after he realizes he’s got a pretty huge crush on you, Jihoon will most likely change the way he acts around you in a few ways:

- 1. he’ll be 10x more nervous whenever you come over to hang out

- you’ll ask him a simple question like “hey, Jihoon, how are you today?”

- and he’ll have to stutter around when replying:

- “uhhh... go-good I guess?”

- 2. before his crush, he could easily slip you a little compliment here and there. But when he’s crushing, Jihoon would keep all these compliments to himself

- this is because he’d constantly overthink his compliments

- he doesn’t wanna sound too desperate or flirty. He’ll do anything to make his crush on you not obvious

- so whenever Jihoon would want to compliment you, he’d probably just smile really cutely and say the compliment in his head

- 3. Jihoon would want to be the one to invite you over to hang out, because he needs time to think out your conversations

- the last thing he wants is an awkward time with you

- he’d like everything to flow perfectly so he can feel a little less tense around you

- and whenever you accidentally bump into Jihoon around the company building, oh boy

- he wouldn’t know what to say in these encounters, so you’d have to be the one to start off the conversation

- overall, this guy is just a nervous wreck around you

- and he can’t exactly tell people he’s feeling this attacked every time he sees you because

- Jihoon wouldn’t tell anyone about his crush

- LIKE NO ONE

- okay maybe Seungcheol, but only if he asks Jihoon about you and doesn’t stop until his dongsaeng admits that he likes you:

- “Jihoon, come on. I know you. Just admit it already.”

- “For the last time, Seungcheol, I don’t like y/n like that,” Jihoon would huff. The two are prepping for bed in their shared dorm room

- “Mmm,” the leader thinks for a moment and then grins. “I’m not buying it.”

- Jihoon is irritated. “You’ve asked me so many times already and I’ve always said no. Why can’t you believe me?”

- Seungcheol inhales deeply before looking at Jihoon squarely in the face. “Look, she’s the only person who can successfully pull you out of the studio to rest or do anything other than work.”

- “Even I can’t do that, and I’ve known you for years now.”

- Jihoon stares at his hyung before covering his face with a hand

- “Jeez, is it that obvious?”

- At the sound of Jihoon’s response, Seungcheol grins, rises to his feet, and starts an awkward but cute happy dance

- “Okay okay, I get it, Cheol. You win,” Jihoon smiles in embarrassment

- with this new information, Seungcheol would be one to make fun of Jihoon a lot when you’re around

- like you could simply pass by and say hi to Jihoon, and Seungcheol would punch him on the shoulder cutely while squealing

- and it’ll become so frequent to the point that the other members would pick up on it too

- and when booseoksoon finds out, Jihoon is in for another headache

- “whOA, I didn’t know Jihoon likes y/n,” Soonyoung would tease

- “I don’t???” Jihoon lies

- “but every single time y/n comes by, Seungcheol automatically smiles and giggles at you specifically,” Seungkwan would justify

- “then maybe Seungcheol likes her,” Jihoon retaliates

- “naw dude, he isn’t like that,” Seokmin replies. “The leader is just making your crush too obvious.”

- Jihoon won’t know how to come back at that comment

- “... whatever,” he sighs in defeat

- “AEYYYYY-” the trio squeals but Jihoon cuts them:

- “I’m out. Go be loud and dumb somewhere else.”

- “WELCOME TO THE CLUB, JIHOON,” the trio shouts

- and since the three beagles hang out with you a lot too

- they’re bound to spill the beans within the first few days of knowing:

- you’d be hanging out with the three of them like usual when the boys suddenly decide to pull out your playlist for another mini practice room party

- the first song that Jihoon danced to on your playlist comes up and you can’t help but mention him out of nowhere

- “guys, did I ever tell you that Jihoon listens to my playlist?”

- “oOhHoH, Jihoon,” Soonyoung wiggles his eyebrows at the other boys

- “uh yeah?? He found it on the laptop we saved it on, and I caught him listening to it. Strange huh,” you smile off to the side at the thought of that day

- “mMhHm, very strange indeed,” Seokmin looks at Seungkwan and Soonyoung and gives them a suspicious look similar to Soonyoung’s

- “yo wtf? What’s going on with all of you?” you’d ask

- “OH NOTHING NOTHING,” Seungkwan would giggle

- you’re not convinced

- “you guys are hiding something. Spill it.”

- the boys would hold their breaths and keep quiet, until...

- “JIHOON LIKES YOU,” Seungkwan would burst and then immediately cover his mouth in regret

- “WhAaAaT??1? ‘JIHOON LIKES FOOD?’ PFF ISN’T THAT ALREADY OBVIOUS?? HAHAHAHHEHAHHA NiCe oNe, Bo0 ” seoksoon scream in an attempt to cover up the accident

- meanwhile, the fact sinks in and you break out into a huge smile. A pink blush spreads across your face, and the boys notice

- “WHOA WAIT,” Seungkwan finally breaks. “YOU LIKE HIM TOO?”

- “... maybe.”

- “are you gonna confess to him?” they all ask

- “hmmm... I don’t know, should I?” *GEULSE JAL MOLLA*

- m e a n w h i l e

- the mere thought of confessing to you is terrifying to Jihoon

- it would take him a lot of line-rehearsing and sleepless nights before he could tell you how he feels

- but that would take a century

- a lot of times, he’ll come close to having enough guts for it

- but then he’d back out, thinking that the conversation could wait a little longer

- so if anything, you’d have to be the one to ask him if he likes you

- “hey Jihoon, can I ask you something?” you twiddle your fingers atop Jihoon’s desk. The two of you are hanging out in his studio like you usually do

- “yeah, what’s up?”

- he’s busy. Only half of his attention is on the conversation

- “do you... like me?”

- Jihoon freezes. Instead of looking directly at you, he stares at your fidgeting hands

- “who told you that?”

- “I can’t say because you’ll-”

- “who told you that?” he repeats himself

- “I can only tell you who if you promise not to kill that person.”

- Jihoon thinks for a moment. “Fine, just tell me who.”

- you can’t help but laugh as you respond

- “Seungkwan.”

- Jihoon immediately gets up from his seat and starts heading for the studio door

- “OH MY GOD WAIT, JIHOON,” you can’t stop laughing, but you follow him to the door and grab his wrist

- he stops again, and an electric feeling rushes through his body upon sensing your touch

- “Jihoon, you promised me you wouldn’t kill him. Now keep your promise.”

- He puffs out a breath before turning to you. “I’m sorry y/n, but Seungkwan needs to learn his less-”

- “I like you too,” you interrupt his sentence

- his entire body stills, and it’s as if time decided to take a moment to pause at this very moment

- “if anything, we should be thanking Seungkwan for spitting it all out because, if it weren’t for him, we wouldn’t have known we both like each other.”

- Jihoon thinks, and a smile slowly forms on his lips

- “can I punch him in the face at least?”

- “JIHOON.”

- “alright, but I’ll need something else in return then,” he takes a hold of you with one hand on your arm

- “like what?”

- he finally looks you in the eye

- you notice his face blushing pink

- “nevermind, I really want to beat him up.”

- “JIHOO-”

- he quickly pecks you on the cheek before leaving the studio to start his manhunt for Seungkwan

- as he runs away from your chasing, he smiles to himself

- Jihoon, you got the girl of your dreams. And it was simple...

#seventeen #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen reactions #lee jihoon #woozi #seventeen woozi

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Lessons in Thermodynamics: Chapter 7

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A Matter of Pride

Thirty-one days until winter break

Friday

Momo sat in the restaurant booth, surrounded by her friends, feeling relaxed and happy. She wasn’t totally at ease, but as she laughed along with Kyouka and Hagakure at Mina’s jokes, it was tempting to forget she had a deadline hanging over her head and that in almost exactly four weeks, her fate at Yuuei would be determined.

“I needed this, especially after everything that happened.” Frowning at the thought, she remembered her visit with Todoroki’s mother, and then his confession about his scar, the frankly disastrous study session afterwards, and his abrupt departure.

Most of her Saturday had been spent replaying that moment on the sidewalk over and over in her head, trying to figure out what to do with her newfound insight regarding Todoroki’s past.

In the end, she hadn’t been able to settle on any course of action, a dissatisfactory outcome, even if things had worked out in the end.

“Our meeting on Monday could have gone better,’ She mused, fiddling with the straw in her milkshake, ‘that’s for certain…”

---

“Yaoyorozu-san, you’ve got nothing to apologize for.” Todoroki had said, cutting her off before she could finish her apology.

Momo sighed, shifting the papers in front of her around, “Then stop treating me like I do.”

He seemed perplexed by her words, utterly unware of the tension between them.

“Just… Never mind, let’s just get started,” Fuming, she opened the novel, resigning herself to the silence.

---

They only managed to go through around half of the assigned chapter, thanks to her partner zoning out every few minutes. It had irritated her to no end, but thankfully, she hadn’t had to endure many sessions like that.

Kyouka, after listening to her problem, had been the one to suggest simply explaining her feelings to Todoroki clearly. It was a solution she’d overlooked, and one that allowed them to return to the easy camaraderie she enjoyed.

“What’cha smiling about, Yaomomo?” Mina asked, a mischievous grin stretching across her face, “Someone finally capture your debutante heart?”

“What?” Despite her efforts to retain her composure, her cheeks began to warm as she attempted to rebuff the question, “N-No, it’s nothing like that. I was just remembering…”

Mina leaned forward eagerly, grin growing wider, “Remembering… what?”

“Yeah, tell us!” Hagakure clapped, as she mimicked Mina’s motion.

Glancing at Kyouka, eyes pleading for an assist, Momo struggled to think of something innocuous to say, that wouldn’t pique their interest

“I saw… a-a… a cute cat the other day,’ She offered weakly, ‘While I was… walking to the store with Todoroki.”

“AHA! I knew it!” The gleeful exclamation was accompanied by a squeal of surprise from Hagakure, and stifled laughter from Kyouka. Shooting her best friend a look that demanded ‘how could you?’ Momo suddenly wished she hadn’t taken the seat by the window. It meant exiting early would be far from a graceful affair.

“You an’ Mr. Hot-and-Cold have been spending an awful lot of time together recently.” Mina began, her pointer finger tapping on the table to punctuate each point, “Not to mention how secretive you’ve been about that fact.”

“Furthermore, you’ve been actin’ awful jumpy in class. As if there’s something on your mind. Yeah, there’s no doubt about it, Yaoyorozu Momo, you…”

Momo stiffened, fearing the worst. She had tried so hard to hide her failure from the class, but she should have realized that she wouldn’t be able to forever. No doubt her friends would be hurt by her secrecy.

“You’re dating Todoroki-kun! Right, right?” Hagakure said brightly, interrupting Mina’s string of observations.

Indignantly, the pink-haired girl crossed her arms, “Hey, I was getting to that!”

“They just think we’re dating…” The thought was accompanied by a wave of relief, which quickly turned to embarrassment as the accusation sunk in.

With her cheeks approaching the colour of her hero suit, Momo considered what to say. On one hand, it would be incredibly presumptuous of her to buy into the lie. But correcting her classmates would most likely involve fessing up about her failed test…

“I could just… not say anything.” She thought, her hand clenching under the table, bunching up a small section of her skirt, “Todoroki and I are so far from involved like that, denying it isn’t necessary.”

Even in her head, the words rang hollow, tinged with the familiar fear of failure. As she finally rolled her eyes at Toru’s remark, Momo plastered an easy-going smile to her face, pushing all the doubt to a far-off corner of her mind.

She’d just have to deal with this later.

…

Once she was back at the dorm, Momo was eager to return to her room.

“A break with my friends is nice’, she sighed, ‘but I can’t blow off homework. Not completely, at least.”

Climbing the steps, she paused near the top, her attention caught by the sounds of a not-quite-peaceful discussion.

“C’mon, man, just tell us!” Kaminari’s voice whined, carrying down the hall.

The next voice that spoke brought a frown to her face, “Yeah! What’s the deal with you and our babe of a vice-rep?”

“Mineta. Ugh.” God forbid she make it to her room without getting harassed once.

“Deal? What do you mean by that?” Todoroki’s calm tone responded, but she could tell his patience was wearing thin. She could practically picture the disinterest on his face.

Kaminari sighed, and then continued, “Dude, are you guys, like, together? You’ve been hanging around each other a lot, an’ I-’

There was a sound like an elbow connecting with a kneecap, and a grunt of pain from the blond, as well as a loudly muttered ‘Ow!’

“Sorry, we,’ He stressed the word, ‘don’t wanna step on your toes or nothing. Considering you could probably destroy us.”

The silence stretched for longer than was comfortable, and the temperature seemed to drop noticeably. Momo held her breath, hoping her study partner wasn’t about to tell them anything.

“Yaoyorozu-san is more than capable of doing that herself, you know. Destroying you, I mean.” Todoroki spoke with confidence, and she could clearly envision the set of his jaw, “And besides, my relationship with her shouldn’t matter more than her own feelings.”

A crackling sound filled the air – that chill hadn’t just been her imagination, then – accompanied by exclamations of surprise.

“Please, take Kaminari! This was all his idea!”

“Hey! It was not, you gremlin!”

A pause, and then the electricity user spoke again, “Uh, no need to start freezing things, Todoroki. We’ll just… be going, then. Sorry to have disturbed you.”

Suppressing a laugh, she turned the corner just in time to see the two other boys disappear up the stairs, bickering about whose fault the incident was, and observed Todoroki using his left hand to melt a patch of ice on his doorframe.

“Oh, Yaomomo,’ He turned to look at her, ‘how was everyone? Did you have fun?”

“When did he start calling me that?” She wondered, twirling a strand of hair around her finger. Not that she minded. It was nice, the way he had warmed up to her.

With a shrug, she made a so-so motion with her other hand, “Everyone’s a little stressed right now. But, yes, I did have fun. You… should come with us, one of these days.”

His answer was simply a non-committal huff, but one that meant he’d consider it. She knew Todoroki still felt awkward around many of his classmates, but was making strides to be more social.

Still, Momo couldn’t shake the lingering memory of the conversation she had listened in on.

“I heard what you told those two.” She confessed, “Thank you.”

He smiled softly, shaking his head, “Ah, it was nothing. Just the truth.”

“Well, I appreciate it nevertheless.”

Fumbling for other conversation topics, she asked if he was going to be ready for their session on Monday. After an assurance that he would, she bid him goodnight, finally returning to her room.

…

Homework nearly complete, Momo glanced over at her phone as it buzzed yet again, finally catching her attention. She stood up from her desk and grabbed it, before sprawling onto her bed with a huff. Her phone had practically blown up with notifications.

“I hope nothing happened.” Usually, it only got this busy the night before a test, as many of her classmates asked last minute questions.

The messages, and there were a lot of them, were from a group chat Mina had set up, one that was used to plan things like that afternoon’s outing. Momo was tuning in just in time to catch the middle of a conversation.

{Class 1-A Girl Power!!}

∞ girl [whaaaat? yaomomo and todoroki are really dating??!! FOR REAL??!]

pinky <3 [YEAH!! i asked her today lol!]

[she was p tight-lipped about it tho…]

hijacks [c’mon yaomomo never actualy *said* they were] [haga-chan, back me up!]

see-thru [i mean…]

[Jirou is kinda right?]

pinky <3 [*hmph* w/e she just doesn’t wanna admit they’re really together] [bc she didn’t know either] [ >8P ]

hijack [hey mina] [🖕🖕]

pinky <3 [ily 2, boo ;)]

∞ girl [deku says todoroki hasnt mentioned anything abt this?] [also that kaminari and the purple one were gonna check w/todoroki]

[he’s gonna ask around see if anyone else knows]

hijack [uraraka] [urararararaka]

[YOU TOLD MIDORIYA???]

∞ girl [oh]

[oops]

Several people are typing…

The only reason Momo cursed out loud was because she let her phone drop out of shock, hitting herself square in the forehead. Not because it would take a miracle to prevent the rest of her classmates from latching onto the rumor about her and Todoroki.

Definitely not that.

With a groan, she rolled over, burying her face in her pillow, muttering muffled by the plush fabric, “Perfect, absolutely perfect.”

To join the group chat now would be like jumping into a shark tank with an open wound. Extremely awkward, to say the least.

She wracked her brains for a solution, but was too drained think of anything, “We’re definitely going to need to meet before Monday, and figure out what to do…”

“Yes, having yet another private chat with Todoroki would certainly go a long way to clearing up these suspicions,” Her doubtful side deadpanned, “Nothing flawed with that logic.”

With another groan, she pushed her face deeper into the pillow, “I just want to pass the test, is that so much to ask?”

There are twenty-four days until the Retest.

#todomomo #todomomo fanfiction #i wrote a thing #Lessons in Thermodynamics (fic)#bnha

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