#just so he can hang out during smoke break haha

[dapandapod]

Reaching

Hello there! You know when you have not an idea, but a mood, and you also have the words, but not the story, and you just wants the mood to translate into paper? Yeah, that is what happened here haha! Thank you very much @magdelanesingerin for helping me beta read <3 well needed! Please enjoy! <3 On Ao3 here

The fire shines like a beacon between the trees.

Most likely because it is, Geralt muses to himself, as he approaches their little camp through the woods. It is late in the eve already, the clouds hanging sullenly between them and the canopy of night sky that is his usual companion during these nights.

It is more gloomy than usual, though, and he has to take care where he sets his feet. Of course there are things he could do about it, but well.

The Cat potion washes out a lot of colors, and despite its usefulness he rarely drinks it. Geralt prefers to witness the midnight blues, the stars, the dusted purples and pinks stretching infinitely far above.

He enjoys watching how the fire gives their tent, their packs, Jaskier’s hair, all a golden sheen, how the sparks of the flames reflect in the bard’s eyes.

Not that he would tell anyone that is the reason.

It is a fairly calm night, almost no wind to speak of, so the smoke twists and curls around itself up between the branches. It’s a familiar smell, the burning wood, the wet leaves, the greenery and the somewhat humid air.

The light calls him home, and he feels himself longing for it, reaching with all his heart towards it. As if you can catch light with your fingers.

Geralt makes sure to announce his presence with some shuffling steps. He learned the hard way how Jaskier reacts to a fright, and as amusing as it is, that one light grey tunic of his will never recover from the fistful of stew that was flung at it.

“Better than gory innards, at least,” Jaskier had said later with a sniff, shaking his hand from the stinging heat of the stew. “Smells better too.”

This time there is no surprise, and Jaskier looks up from the book he is reading and smiles. The shadows and the flickering light gives his face strong angles, like the rough strokes of a painting, and there is a familiar something curling up in his chest, something warm and pleased.

Geralt enters their clearing, noting the slight tilt of the tent that Jaskier set up, and the canvas spread over the saddle and their bags. Roach stands a bit further away, working on the underbrush, her tail swishing away the insects preying on her.

Jaskier returns to his book, his bedroll spread out a safe distance away from the fire, but close enough to let him read comfortably in the golden light it casts.

Their habits are well practiced by now, there is no need to explain himself, no need to break the companionable silence.

Geralt sits down next to him, carefully extracting his finds from the foraging bag Jaskier got him a year or so ago.

Valerian, thistle, an assortment of roots, Yarrow, and other useful, human friendly finds he keeps picking up for Jaskier, although exactly how human he is is up for debate.

Some of them will be tied together to be dried, and some of them needs to be used immediately, so he leans back and reaches for the saddle bag with his mortar.

The heat of their little campfire warm his knees and his feet and the sliver of stomach that is revealed as his shirt rides up.

He already knows Jaskier’s eyes will be on him as he sits up again, and allows them both another few seconds, pretending not to know which pocket of the saddlebag it’s in.

Indeed, Jaskier is watching him over the edge of his book, eyes following the lines of the shirt across Geralt’s chest, the movement of his hands as Geralt rolls up his sleeves to work.

When Geralt pauses before picking up the first herb, Jaskier’s eyes meet his. For a long moment, they just look at each other, and Geralt pretends that the heat on his face is from the fire warming his skin.

The shadows outline Jaskier’s finger around the book, the dim depths plummeting down his neckline where his shirt is carelessly untied, the corner of his mouth, his brow…

“What?” Jaskier asks quietly, a smile tugging at his lips. For a moment longer, Geralt allows himself to look, the contentment and the longing for what is right there squeezing his heart.

“Nothing,” he says back, just as quietly, returning to his task.

He feels Jaskier’s eyes on him a moment longer, until he hears the flipping of a page. He knows that if he really listens, he will be able to hear the bard’s pulse. It feels like an invasion of privacy, but sometimes, like when he is on potions, he can’t help it.

There is something there, something in Jaskier that reacts to Geralt, even if he doesn’t show it. When he catches Geralt watching him, or when their hands brush, or when Geralt comes up to stand behind him, his back inches from Geralt’s chest.

Such is the dance of theirs, the reaching, but never catching. Like magnets, every move pulling them closer and every shift pushing them apart.

The book Jaskier is reading is not very thick, but well loved. They have both read it many times over, and even when the opportunity to trade or sell comes, this one always stays. A story of knights and wonder and hope and magic and loyalty, the longing for belonging and the home they make together.

A fantasy, but a loved one.

The first drops of rain fall just as Geralt is tying the last herbs together. With a swear, Jaskier hurries to put the book in the safety of the tent before helping Geralt to put their things away and dousing their little fire.

Back under the canvas the mortar and herbs go, and Roach shuffles deeper among the trees for shelter.

The small oil lamp is lit inside the tent as Geralt pours dirt and stomps on the remains of the embers, and the shadows of Jaskier moving about inside the canvas makes him stop and look once more.

Wherever Jaskier goes, he brings that beacon of light with him, Geralt thinks, drawing the witcher’s attention to him. He stands there a moment too long, the rain now picking up to a proper drizzle, quickly soaking his shirt, when Jaskier pulls the tent flap open.

“You coming?” he asks, squinting out into the darkness, spotting Geralt.

Instead of responding, Geralt thinks of reaching, and steps into the light spilling from the tent. There must be something in his face, because Jaskier stays where he is, watching him approach, watching him kneel, and with his free hand does the unthinkable.

Jaskier reaches forward and catches a drop of rain from his cheek, tracing the path down with his thumb as another takes its place.

Reaching and catching, Geralt thinks, finally being let inside the tent, kneeling too close to where Jaskier sits, still holding the tent flap open for them.

Jaskier is lowering the tent flap, shutting out the night and the rain and the dark, when Geralt, too, reaches. More truthfully, he is leaping forward, throwing himself over the edge that he has been eyeing for so long.

Leaning into Jaskier’s space, holding his gaze all the way, the smallest of sounds when Jaskier parts his lips to pull in a breath and reaches for him. Geralt, too, is reaching.

His hand is cold against Jaskier’s cheek, exploring where the shadows once were sharp and deep, they are now smooth and glowing in the lamp light.

Their noses brush together, then again with more intent.

“Why now?” Jaskier whispers, and indeed, why now?

“Haven’t we waited enough?” Geralt whispers back and Jaskier gives the smallest of smiles, resting his hand on Geralt’s leg.

“We have,” he agrees, but still they both linger in that between.

The rain is smattering against the canvas, the air in the tent warming up fast with the both of them in there.

“We should tie up the flaps,” Jaskier whispers, tilting his head and their lips touch by accident.

It sends electric sparks down Geralt’s spine, his other hand comes up to cradle Jaskier’s face, his neck, to brush a thumb along the shell of his ear.

“We should,” Geralt agrees, but instead stands a little higher on his knees, pushing a little closer into Jaskier’s space.

The kiss is soft, lingering. Just a press of lips, catching each other’s breaths as they kiss again.

It takes too long for them to notice that the rain is dripping onto the woolen blanket of Geralt’s bedroll, so they part to finally tie up the bedflaps.

The tent was never big, and the distance that felt unsurmountable before is shrinking into nothing now.

Jaskier lays his head on Geralt’s arm and reads out loud from the book they both love, with Geralt’s hand resting on his stomach.

Change is weird, Geralt thinks to himself as he presses his nose into Jaskier’s hair, enjoying the light shiver it causes, the hitched breath in the middle of his reading as he presses a kiss to Jaskier’s temple.

When the bard’s eyes droop closed at last, Geralt reaches over him and turns off their little lamp.

Jaskier turns into him, curling into his chest in a way that is familiar and unfamiliar all at once.

This, Geralt thinks, is where he always was meant to end up. The beacon of light that finally led him home.

[legacyjacks]

alright last one honest

[la-principessa-della-squadra]

Hello !! I really like the way you write for la squadra— your characterization is one of the best I've ever seen <3

Can I ask for LS having a male member who's loves to playfully flirt/tease them? (Like. hand on leg, bedroom eyes, sitting on their lap the whole nine yards) and is always "omg ur so pretty we should hang out HAHA JUST KIDDING... unless 😏"

HCS- La Squadra with a flirty male!reader

AWWWWWWWWWWWW~ Thank you so much for all your compliments, Troppo buono, troppo buono. lessss goooo

Ghiaccio

Ghiaccio has a high opinion of himself because of his powerful stand and his killing skills in general. He usually works alone because of how invincible his White Album is, so when the two of you have to travel together to reach your next target, You can see He's all tense. He would probably be the one who's driving, in...silence? This is how nervous He is for this mission.

Please, always wear a safety belt when you drive with him cause If You try to break the ice by placing your hands on his knee Ghiaccio would suddenly swerve into the opposite lane and then turn back into the right one. And before you could say anything He would turn all red and the conversation would kinda go like this:

" MA SEI FUORI DI TESTA?! PER POCO NON CI AMMAZZIAMO!! CAZZO!CAZZO!CAZZO! TI SEMBRA IL MOMENTO GIUSTO PER PROVARE UNA COS SIMILE?!"

(ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?! WE ALMOST GOT KILLED! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! WHY DO YOU THOUGHT THIS WAS THE RIGHT TIME TO TRY SOMETHING LIKE THAT")

"Scusa, Scusa, I was just trying to....rompere il Ghiaccio 💙 (break the ice).

"RIFALLO E VEDRAI DOVE TE LO FICCO IL GHIACCIO."

(DO IT AGAIN AND SEE WHAT'S THE NEXT THING I AM GONNA BRAKE.)

" Sorry Ghia, You're so cute when you get angry"

"Z-ZITTO! STA ZITTO PORCA MAD*NNA"

(S-SHUT UP. SHUT THE FUCK UP!!)

Now He's definitely flustered and would repeatedly punch the horn while outrunning the other cars.

Melone

Be careful with this individual. Melone loves when you're flirting cause he's the kind of guy who would flirt back without any problems. Careful, He gets touchy. You could be chilling at the headquarters, sitting on a sofa while waiting for Risotto orders. Melone would be porpusely sit next to you, so you can give him the bedroom eyes stare. Even if you are joking, Melone would slide his gaze all over your body while licking his lips. He could take you right there in front of everyone. Luckily,He tries a more subtle approach. His hand is suddenly on your hip and while he's pulling you closer he whispers:

"Di molto~sei in splendida in forma...non hai fatto uso di alcolici negli ultimi giorni, riesco a sentirlo dalla tua pelle..."

(Di molto~ you're in wonderful shape...you haven't drank alcohol in the last few days, that's why your skin is so soft...)

Before you could process anything of what He said, Melone has slipped his ungloved hand under your t-shirt. When did he remove the glove?! Who knows.

" ...sei stato in missione con Prosciutto, scommetto che hai respirato il suo fumo passivo."

(...You've been on missions with Prosciutto, I bet you've breathed in his secondhand smoke. )

Without any hesitations, He savors your jawline with his tongue. By the way he's gripping your skin, you think he's quite enjoying himself.

"MMH~ Bellissimo~ il sapore è ancora meglio del tatto...il fumo non ha compromesso il tuo sangue!"

( MMH~ Bellissimo~ You taste even better...Passive smoking hasn't affected your blood!)

Melone is very creepy in general and has no hesitation when it comes to get his hands in your body. As we say in Italy "Non svegliare il can che dorme" , Don't poke the bear.

Prosciutto

Another guy who thinks high of himself. He knows He's handsome and charming so your teasing and flirting does not surprise him. However, during missions He is very strict and would probably dismiss or ignoring any of your attempts (In Italy we would say:" ha una scopa nel culo", he has a bug up his ass).

If you try to flirt during a brake or outside of a mission, Prosciutto would smile back at you while puffing the smoke of his cigarette up in the air. After eyeing you with interest he would counter:

" Tch- quante storie per scroccarmi una cena. Immagino nessuno ti abbia mai portato a mangiare in un ristorante decente."

(Tch- You're making a lot of fuss just to scrounge up a nice dinner. I guess no one has ever taken you to a decent restaurant.)

Then He would get closer and offer you a drag from his cigarette.

" Non hai bisogno di riempirmi di moine per uscire con il sottoscritto. Vedi di vestirti bene però. Non ti basterà il tuo bel faccino per entrare dove stiamo andando"

(You have no need to sweet talk yours truly to get a date. Make sure to dress nice tho, your pretty face won't be enough to enter this place .)

If you still haven't take a drag from his cigarette He would cup your chin and stick the filter directly into your mouth.

"Guarda che non ti morde mica. Butta giù.Sii uomo, cazzo."

(it doesn't bite. C'mon. Breath in. Be a man, cazzo)

Illuso

This man is so vain and sleazy. if you flirt with him, He would totally flirt back but He will never take you seriously.

" Certo Amò, io voglio stare in stanza solo con te."

( No problem luv, I will share a room only with you)

If Illuso is REALLY into you, things could escalate quickly when you are alone with him. You could playfully curl your finger around one of his pigtails and He would push/drag you into the nearest mirror and say:

"E adesso cosa hai intenzione di fare la mia puttanella?"

(And now what, my little bitch?)

Formaggio

He's the funniest and the most laid back in the gang. Tell him he's looking cute today and He would be the first to trap you between his arms or on his lap and say:

"Come, Come, Come? Non ho sentito bene, ripeti un po'! "

( what'he say? I couldn't quite catch it)

Try to free yourself and He would hold you tighter until you squirm and repeat what you just said.

Risotto

Flirting with the Capo?! Do you like the taste of your own blood?! Jk. If the two of you are alone, Asking Risotto if you can sit in his lap would make him grin. He would silently invite you to make yourself at home by uncrossing his legs. If you accept his invitation tho, He would warn you:

" Attento Picciotto, non tirare troppo la corda con me. Sono sempre il tuo capo."

(Careful Picciotto, don't push your luck with me. I'm still your boss.)

Pesci

Teasing him is so fun! He's so easily flustered and your compliments makes him blush. He doesn't know how to respond to your flirts. Are you just joking?! Are you ACTUALLY into him!? He's too embarrassed to ask tho.

If the two of you are closer tho, He would actually respond to your compliments with other compliments! They would be really genuine!

"....Grazie! Anche i tuoi capelli ti stanno bene stamattina, c'hai messo il gel o la lacca?"

( ...Thanks! Your hair also looks good. Did you style it with gel or hairspray this morning?)

[alittlebitofinsanitea]

Head-Cannons for Jealous Kageyama, Suga, Iwaizumi, & Bokuto

request: hi! May I request hc's of iwazumi, bokuto, mattsun, suga, and kageyama on how they act when they're jealous? I couldn't find a character limit in your rules so feel free to do however many you like :) Have a good one lovely human <3

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Hi honey! So I didn’t write it but I'm going to be doing four per head-cannon! thank you for requesting! <3 These are gender neutral/no pronouns so I hope that’s ok, hope you enjoy! Also to everyone, requests are open!

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~Kageyama~

✰ you’ve been in class all day and finally the bell rings and its lunch

✰ you and a friend are sitting, talking about homework, eating, as one does during lunch. You normally sit with him because kags always plays volleyball during break, surprised? no.

✰ all sweet Kags wanted to do this lunch was to sit with his baby!!!

✰ he sees you sitting real close to this other guy, and what does his awkward ass do? FUCKING STARES AT YOU, clown to clown communication going on right here

✰ anyone coming into the cafeteria just sees him blocking the path with the smoke whirling around his head

✰ you finally turn around after feeling two burning holes in the back of your head and see him glancing between you and your friend

✰ dummy realizes you noticed him and turns bright red in embarrassment after noticing he has been staring at you for at least half the lunch period and he sprints

✰ this man ZOOOOOMS out of that room

✰ you, being the caring s/o you are, run after him to the best of your abilities, all the way to the vending machine

✰ by the time you get there, he’s already sipping on two milks, pouting, and bright red, poor thing

✰ you make eye contact with him as you sit down, him turning away to face a wall instead

✰ you poke his stomach and sides to get his attention, fully aware of how ticklish he is there

✰ “Y/N PLEASE!” he grits out in between fits of laughter

✰  “Why did you run out then?” you say as you cease your attack, snaking your arms around his waist

✰ his body relaxes into yours and returns the hug, he buries his face into the top of your head as he mumbles

✰ “I know you know I can't hear you,” 

✰ he grunts back in response and mumbles again, just loud enough that you can hear that one, specific, word

✰ “YOU WERE JEALOUS!!!!!!” you scream so loud he jumps back a little

✰ he burrows his head into your neck in an attempt to hide from you, not the best play he could have made, but there was an attempt, he tried

✰ you move one hand to pat his head and the other stays on his back, “Kags, I don’t know why you would be jealous, I’m just friends with (Friends/N), I don’t like him like that, ok?”

✰ he straightens up and looks at you dead in the eyes, to anyone else he looks normal, but there's a little smile on his face that looks a little less creepier than usual

✰ he grabs you tight and you can hear the bell in the background, but you both ignore it and stay like that for a little longer

~Suga~

✰ everyone pretends that this man is the chillest, sweetest, calmest character in this show

✰ hell no

✰ he has as much crackhead energy radiating through his body as is possible without being a crackhead

✰ the two of you are at one of karasuno's practice matches against nekoma, and they have been trying that play with nishinoya as setter, and a few other ideas the coach came up with

✰ during a break between on of the games (which to your displeasure, have gone on forever, but you love seeing Suga play so you don't really mind) you decide to pull out your chemistry homework

✰ “why, and who made chemistry,” you say to yourself “I just want to have a little talk.”

✰ “Well I wouldn’t say a specific person invented it, but Robert Boyle is considered the first modern chemist,” you look to your left and see a tall nekoma player with bed hair

✰ you arch a brow, and get back to ‘working’, if you could call it that

✰ he sits next to you and offers a smirk and says, “Im Kuroo Tetsuro, if you want I can help with your homework if you want,”

✰ your nose scrunches up and you turn away from him

✰ “Don’t be sodium chloride,” he says as he scoots a little closer, but as he does that, you can feel the other side of you warm a little

✰ in the corner of your eye before you look to see what sat next to you, you see Suga, his eyes glaring straight at the rooster boy

✰ he drapes his arms on your shoulders and sets his head on yours and looks directly as kuroo, cold as ice, he tells him “She is fine, I can help her,” 

✰ the smile on his face does nothing to hide the fact that he’s not messing around 

✰ you pull him off of you to face him, giving him a little shove before telling him off,

✰ “I had it covered, it’s not like I was going to say yes, even though I probably need the help…”

✰ he raises his eyebrows at you, “I can help you, no problem!” he says sweetly, as if you both aren’t getting the same grades

✰ the next game is starting, signaled by the freak already on the court in their positions and the whistle blowing you give Suga a kiss on the cheek and tell him to go

✰ he smirks at you, and from then on in the match, whenever he spiked a ball, set a good toss, or dug anything, he looked to kuroo and directly pointed to where you sat

~Hajime Iwaizumi, (27), Athletic trainer~

✰ I don't even know what to do for this dude, no wait haha jk

✰ Iwaizumi, Oikawa, and you have been best friends for forever

✰ you guys are so close, sleepovers since you were little, you even made them an entire meal and movie night on the day they lost, lots of wet tissues and tear soaked blankets

✰ when you and Iwaizumi finally got together after year of pining after each other, nobody was more excited than Oikawa, nobody 

✰ now, you three are having a sleepover to celebrate being done with midterms and you made a big pillow fort to watch your favorite movie in, with popcorn and chocolate and all of that

 ✰ it's dark except for the light from computer screen, you can barely make out the faces to your right and left, and it's so late, you forgot who was on which side

✰ it's hard for you to fall asleep without Iwa anymore, so you grab the arm to your left and lift it up and snuggle into the warmth of who you thought was your boyfriend

✰ because you all are so close, Oikawa didn’t think twice about wrapping his arms around you, forgetting that Iwa was even there

✰ your boyfriend started to get red in the face, “Oikawa,” he warned, trying to make his best friend back off without making a scene

✰ Oikawa looks to him confused, “Chill out Iwa-chan! I know it's not godzilla but it's not that bad”

✰ Iwaizumi would have left it at that, but when you turned around and hooked your leg onto your current human pillow? Ohohoho, its over

✰ he grabs your waist and throws you over his shoulder, wrecking the little tent you made and leaving the third wheel of the trio in the rubble

✰ you cry out in protest, upset that your hours of work are now suffocating your other best friend

✰ you feel every step and he takes as he walks you both towards your room the air is tense, and you don’t know what to do

✰ you enter your bedroom, still being carried by him, and he drops you on the bed, and falls on top of you, letting out a noise of comfort as you squirm

✰ “Hajime please get of you’re squishing meee!” you wheeze out the last part

✰ he doesn’t verbally acknowledge you but he adjusts himself so you both are comfortable

✰ “Is this ok?” he asks quietly

✰ “yeah,” you reply, “It is.” 

✰ Neither of you seem to notice oikawa taking photos, and the next day, oikawa shows iwa, but not without a volleyball to the head 

✰ neither you nor oikawa know that's his screen on his phone

~Bokuto~

✰ When does this boy not get jealous, not because of you no! He trusts you with anything and everything, and he loves showing you off

✰ that is until all the attention goes to you and he thinks everyone is going to take you away, especially when he goes emo mode, he’s about ready to give you up to anyone :( but you never go obviously

✰ akaashi managed to convince you to become manager, he said that it would come in handy when he started to become self destructive

✰ and it worked! You were able to save a lot of games and akaashi’s mental health, for a while that is

✰ today was the first day of spring high finals, teams everywhere, balls flying, and Bokuto was anxious, and it was showing

✰ as the team walks to the court, you grab Bokuto's hand and you grab it tight letting him know you are there for him

✰ he began to feel less tense and calmed down once again 

✰ the game started and it was going smoothly, the other team wasn't able to shut down any Fukurōdani’s attacks

✰ that is until, the other team's captain started flirting with you

✰ whenever he makes a point, he would say some gross ass pick up line, or wink at you, and even worse, he would make sure to meet eyes with Bokuto, every, single, time

✰ Bokuto’s shots have gotten worse, he's hitting into the blockers, the net, and even missing the ball completely

✰ it physically hurts you when this happens to your boyfriend, and at this point you are sick of it, and have started to grow annoyed at the creepily corny capitan 

✰ you whisper to the coach to call Bokuto in who is currently hanging onto akaashi, asking him not to set to him anymore

✰ the coach calls a time out, and signals the rest of the team to stay on the court, Bokuto doesn’t even notice the rest of his teammates standing still around him

✰ when he reaches the bench you grab him by the shoulders and look him in the eyes and say “Baby, kick his ass.”

✰ you move your head to face the other captain and smile, then you grab Bokuto's face and kiss him, hard

✰ the time out ends and your team is flushed with embarrassment, but Bokuto was hyped up jumping all over the court, and ready to destroy the other team

✰ (they won the rest of the set no points lost)

[sunshineseung]

mtl to prefer slower, deeper, more intimate sex? the whole looking you in the eyes and holding your hand kinda sappy shit 🤧

hehe I like this one

MOST

Felix

Jisung

Chan

Changbin

Hyunjin

Seungmin

Minho

Jeongin

LEAST

Reasoning~~

Felix - he’s very romantic and sweet. He’ll make out with you while he slowly fucks you, hold your hands at your sides, and be smiling the whole time. He’s the definition of a sweetheart. Felix can be kinky and raunchy when he wants, but I totally see him more into being slow and deep than fucking you like a jackhammer.

Jisung - he may seem like a cocky fuckboy to the untrained eye, but he’s the softest... can we all agree that Jisung loves cockwarming? He’ll cuddle you for hours with his cock inside you, and he won’t move or anything. He’ll just love being near you, with you, inside you. He also loves eye contact and hand holding during sex, especially if he’s subbing. Loves fucking you slowly, just to coax an orgasm out of you after what seems like hours.

Chan - uhhh duh. He’s flirty as hell and when that actually leads to the bedroom he’s totally sappy and cute. He loves railing you like you’re a toy, but he also loves treating you like a queen (or his princess) and catering to all your needs, especially when those needs are fucking you gently while kissing him and letting him play with your hair. He’s very squeaky and whiny when he’s close to cumming, so he loves just looking you in the eyes while he moans and cums inside you, staying still until he’s totally finished.

Changbin - he’s so cute and sweet omg stahhhhp. He loves holding your head in his hands, cupping your cheeks just to look at your expressions as he fucks you in missionary position, biting his lip to hold in his moans so he can hear yours. He’ll kiss all over your face too. If you’re riding him, he loves holding you close and just fucking up into you, making you do as little work as possible becuase he sees it as his job to satisfy you. He’s also totally down to breaking the bed and going as rough as possible, but romantic shit is good too :)

Hyunjin - “mmmm I love you so much” >:( energy. Rough sex with Hyunjin will result in cuddling to sleep which results in soft morning sex after you wake up to him kissing your face and body all over. He’s totally a hand holder too. He just wants to show you how important you are to him. He prefers rough sex, but whenever he’s tired after a long day at practice or sleepy in the morning, he loves to spoon you and fuck you from behind while his chest is flush with your back.

Seungmin - he makes it a point to not be a kinky little bitch all the time. He wants to be romantic with you a lot more than he is, so when he has the time to fuck you slowly and gently to take care of you, he really cherishes it. He won’t have music or mood lighting or anything, but he will make out with you until his lips are bright pink and then eat you out like you’re his last meal. He loves taking care of you, no matter if the sex is kinky or vanilla. He just... really likes kinky sex too.

Minho - he can be sappy. Like, really sappy and cute, just not all too often. He’ll set the mood with music and candles and rose petals and clean sheets all for it to go to waste within minutes after he pins you down on the bed to plow you slowly and gently, pulling orgasm after orgasm out of you. He can’t contain himself and might get a little rough as he nears his own orgasm, but overall he’ll be sweet on those special occasions :) but 90% of the time it’s the hard dom Minho we all know and love

Jeongin - the jackhammer. He gives me “horny frat wannabe” vibes a lot. He just wants to fuck you... often. Really often. If you invite him to hang out, sex is implied in his mind. He can be romantic at special times like your anniversary or Valentine’s Day, but usually he just wants to get his dick wet and go back to being your cute boyfriend :) Cum fast smoke grass eat ass am I right boys haha yeah up top ✋🏾 alright I’ll be leaving now have a nice day

[angeliccrybb]

( mature ) attack on titan headcanons #1

i want to try something a little different haha so here are some mature headcanons of mine about most if not all the aot characters~

!! warning : season 1 - 4 semi spoilers for some characters

most of these i had commented in an aot spicy headcanon comment section on tiktok on my personal account so yeah haha

word count : 1160+ words

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

eren jaeger :

- definitely dominate

- headboard grabber lol

- i feel like he's vocal but not too loud for the rest to hear

- praises you most of the time ( " look at you taking me " " such a good girl " )

- jealous and/or angry sex is always amazing :) ( usually will be upset if jean did something like hit on you )

- ( timeskip ) degrades you and punishes you

mikasa ackerman :

- gives me very much switch energy and vibes ( could just be me idk )

- dominantly tops you most of the time but i can see her as a power bottom

- ( because of my oneshot on her ) might use her scarf on you to " try some things "

armin arlert :

- i read that he's AMAZING at oral

- he's more submissive

- ( timeskip ) he's a little more comfortable with dominating you

- two words : praise kink

- loves to recreate the mature scenes in his books with you

- likes when you run your fingers in his hair

jean kirstein :

- ( also because of my oneshot on him / timeskip ) jean likes when you pull on his hair

- like eren , jealous and/or angry sex is amazing as well ( same thing , eren probably did something like be a little too friendly with you )

- praise/degrade kink ( kinky son of a bitch )

- aftercare is always great

sasha braus :

- food kink ( duh )

- i honestly see her as a switch .

- lines small bits of food going from your chest to your stomach and licks the spot she places the food on after eating it and goes down

- very passionate sex ( i dont really see her rough )

connie springer :

( a/n : my connie brainrot comes and goes every month and im not complaining ily my favorite bald boy )

- ( timeskip ) he's into roleplay but won't admit it

- likes to release on your stomach ;)

- kinda vocal kinda quiet ... does that make sense

- makeouts with him are elite

erwin smith :

- very romantic and passionate sex

- occasionally has his rough moments ( i feel like that's rare though sorry )

- loves pleasing you , watching you squirm underneath his touch when you make lewd faces because of him

- i think he's right handed ( i could be wrong ) so when he lost his arm , you would help relieve himself with hand jobs

hange zoe :

- the two of you experiment with new things in bed ( toys , dirty talk , etc )

- they punish you if you mess or distract them while working

- hange ties up titans , im certain they tie you up in bed too

- very dominant ( i SEE it )

levi ackerman :

( a/n : i literally am so in love with this man . everything about him was written perfectly by isayama . his life story , his skills , how he acts , amazing . sad he's not real )

- has a maid kink

- people say his a sub , but i cant really see that . i feel like he's not a sex god like some paint him to be , but i feel like he is a power bottom that will top you sometimes .

- grunts and groans a lot

- bends you over his desk in his office

- headboard grabber if he's topping you

- eye contact~

- great with his tongue ;)

miche zacharius :

( a/n : yes im adding the original ( ? ) squad leaders because i miss them </3 )

- is intoxicated by your smell

- when you ride him , he holds your hips with his strong hands

- grunts and groans quietly

nanaba :

- has a praise kink

- dominate

- moans and groans somewhat loud

reiner braun :

- puts your legs on his shoulders because he has a thing for ankles *bites lip and squints*

- ( timeskip ) gets jealous when porco is too friendly with you ( most of the time to mess with reiner ) and takes his jealousy out on you in bed

- loves holding your hips with his strong hands

- compliments you during ( " you look so good " " you're so pretty " )

- probably has mentioned for you to " marry him " or that he wants you as his " future wife "

bertholdt hoover :

- GRRRREAT ( like tony the tiger lol ) with his fingers . they are quite long

- he's shy at first , but when he gets more comfortable

- moans and whimpers very quietly

- very big , both height and ... yeah

annie leonhardt :

- radiates top energy

- skilled with her fingers and tongue

- moans quietly

- if you try to dominate her , she puts you in your place and punishes you

historia reiss :

- soft sex most of the time

- very caring and passionate

- submissive and moans softly

- i feel like she likes when things get heated the most , but wont admit it because she doesn't want to make you uncomfortable or do anything you dont want to do

ymir :

- likes to tease you before you literally break because she likes to see and hear you beg

- dominate

- groans and moans loud

- makes sure you're okay after

marco bodt :

- power bottom and switch

- moans somewhat loud

- PRAISE KING

- aftercare is amazing <3

pieck finger :

- likes doggy style ( pretty self explanatory because of her titan form )

- i feel like she's more of a submissive partner in a relationship

- i love her so much yes i do her and yelena are mwah *chef's kiss*

porco galliard :

- loves when you pull on his hair and moan his name

- if you praise him , it makes him go feral inside . he loves it .

( a/n : i feel like this is canon only because there might be some insecurity when doing things ever since reiner got chosen instead of him for paradis when he was a teen )

- he loves pleasuring you . he likes to give a little more than receive . he loves you . ( aw )

colt grice :

- loves foreplay . loves how you taste and loves how you look with your lips wrapped around him~

- since he gives off very protective vibes , he always makes sure you're okay ( " are you okay ? " " if you want me to stop , let me know ")

zeke jaeger :

- smokes while you ride him ( i dont make the rules i see it )

- praises / degrading from him are on another level ( " that's my good girl " " what a dirty whore you are " " you want me ? yeah ? beg for it , slut " " you feel so good around me ")

- grunts . a lot .

yelena :

( a/n : listen i don't chase anyone , but if she's 6'7 , blonde with a bowl haircut , trigger finger happy , and a little insane , then i'll be doing some laps )

- dominate and tops you but will let you take control when she feels like it

- her praise / degrading is on the same level with zeke

- will probably tease you with her gun when you two are with others to see what you'll do

okie i think i'll stop there . if i left out anyone , please let me know and i'll write some for them in another headcanons chapter ! :))

[thestrangeprophet-blog]

The Muse and the Soldier

The Muse and the Soldier

·       f/reader x Levi Ackerman  

·       No NSFW

·       HC storyline

·       I do not own the rights to any of the characters

·       PLS support the actual Attack on Titan anime

 You open your eyes and take pleasure in the feel of the morning breeze coming from the window. Breathing in the air which carried the aroma of those special blue flowers potted downstairs in front of your tea shop. Seems you have left all your pencils across the desk and the drawings plastered to the walls from the night before had fallen again. You pick up the drawings and admire the one yet to be finished. It is of a regular customer you normally see when they come back from a scouting mission. Piercing grey eyes in contrast to his fancy dark undercut. Levi Ackerman. You always wonder how he has the time and will to keep up with his hair. After laying his portrait neatly on your desk, you ready yourself for another day brewing the finest tea you can in hopes of seeing Levi for another bout of his favorite tea.

The Captain and Commander Erwin were frequent visitors to your tea shop because Levi had always recommended it. For one reason or another, the tea you brewed satisfied him beyond what he would brew himself with what he had. Erwin had thought the same as well and it brought you enjoy your tea could be held to such standards. As a fellow tea lover, the subject of tea was never a boring conversation with Levi, no matter how short or blunt it was with him. Sure, most people see it as something more along the lines of hot leaf juice. It’s more than that and Levi understood it though it went unspoken.

Captain Levi came alone today and took his usual seat. It was rather unusual but you carry on and bring his favorite. The teapot whistles and steams like Titan smoke with the lingering scent of black tea that trails through the wind. As you set his cup in front of him and pour his tea, you notice he seems lost further in thought than normal. You finish pouring his tea and hesitantly ask if there is anything else you can do for him. He takes a second to come back to this moment and raises his head ever so slightly. His hair still covering those captivating grey eyes. Releasing an exhausted breath, he asks of one thing of you.

Levi: I- If it’s no trouble to you… will you sit with me Y/N? Even just for a moment?

Y/N: That’s a bit of an odd request, Captain. I’m surprised you even remembered my name. But sure! Anything for my best customer.

Levi: You don’t have to address me as Captain. J-just Levi will do… and thank you.

You sit in the chair across from Levi where Erwin is normally seated discussing the next expedition and plans you have for Eren and the cadets of the 104th Cadet Corps. As of in this moment, this is simply two human beings sitting together enjoying tea. Just sounds of the breeze against your ears and the softened sips coming from across the table at the lips of the man before you. Levi’s cheeks are flushed with a gorgeous rosy blush. It seems he wants to start a conversation but has no idea where to start. Its adorable how a man with a reputation for being such stone cold badass could be flustered over tea. You strike a smile in his direction and find your own way to start a conversation he could initiate. Call it encouragement if you will. The sketchpad and pencil you keep handy finally get put to use. The pencil scratching against the paper caught Levi’s attention though he kept to his tea. He watched as he appeared on the paper before him in awe.

           Levi: Hey Y/N, is that supposed to be me?

Y/N: Oh, uh yeah haha! I figured you weren’t much in the mood to talk so I didn’t want to bother you while you were enjoying your tea.

Levi: You are a woman of many talents I see.

Y/N: I wouldn’t say that much.

Levi: N-nonsense. I come here to enjoy the tea you brew perfectly and the singing you think I can’t hear. Didn’t know you were so skilled with a pencil as well.

Y/N: I usually never have the time to draw during the day Levi.

Levi: Can I request something? I’ll pay for it.

Y/N: No need to pay me. What can I do for you?

Levi: I need you to draw someone for me. I don’t really know them too well, but they have a face I could never forget.

Y/N: Oh I wonder who this special person is! Could you describe them for me?

Levi: Well, they’re around the same height as me maybe a bit taller. They have long black curly hair that glistened as though it was a fire at sunset. Brown eyes like fresh honey in the morning and glistened with a hopeful shine I envy. They wear some rather dark clothing year round even when its hot outside. Their nose is slightly hooked and cheeks soft and red. Their lips glistened and they look soft to the touch. And even though they don’t think it looks very nice, they have a scar across their left eyebrow. I’m not exactly sure how they got, but they always try to cover it behind their hair yet it still finds a way to see the light. Their jawline is soft and looks like it could rest perfectly in the cups of your hands.

Y/N: Wow Levi, I didn’t realize you had a way with words.

As the form you forge is refined from guidelines to distinctive features, the person he is describing truly is a sight to behold. You may not have the colors to use but you understand the value of what those colors are which are just as powerful. Levi sits across from you amazed at your skill for a second time until you’ve finished your work. You hand him the final sketch and you already know he just asked you to draw yourself but play it off. He takes the drawing into his hand and holds it up so you and the drawing are in view with each other.

Levi: As beautiful on paper as you are in person. Tsk, your hands are even a work of art on their own.

Y/N: If I may say I’m rather flattered you’d ask me to draw myself just for you but you aren’t very good at making your flirtations subtle. Unless you weren’t trying to be subtle in the first place.

Levi: Oi its not my fault you decided to pull a journal out of nowhere while we’re drinking tea together!

Y/N: You are one hundred percent correct Levi. Really for a man who exudes such confidence, I’ve never seen you even stutter let alone get flustered over tea. Its cute.

Levi blushes even more and looks away trying to play it off. He already knows you’ve got at least one finger wrapped around him. No one really talks to him like that besides this Hange person he mentions. They sound like an interesting character from the way he describes them. You would love to meet them one day when they aren’t experimenting on Titans. For now, your gaze remains fixed on Levi’s profile as he tries to regain his composure. You would not have assumed he was even interested in such trivial things other than being a clean freak.

You are aware of Levi’s reputation but just getting to sit with him in such an intimate setting gives you a next level view of him. The clean undercut and soft flowing hair was just asking to have someone’s fingers run through it and embrace the feeling of each strand even if it meant making his hair just a little messy. Each group of strands followed the path of the wind as leaves blew from the vines. His jawline was as sharp as the blades he carried to cut down titans like butter. His hands, though they bore the weight his fallen comrades and the destined purpose to eliminate and survive, seemed delicate under the rough calluses of combat. But his eyes. Those damn grey eyes. They pierced right through me whenever you got the chance to see them yourself. All of the things they saw, and the feelings kept behind them like a locked door. There is so much pain rage behind those you wonder when the last time Levi got to see something outside the realm of horror outside and within the walls.

           Y/N: Levi?

           Levi: Yeah Y/N?

Y/N: When was the last time you’ve ever had a chance to relax and just lay low for awhile?

Levi: Can’t say. I don’t think I’ve given myself a damn break but I can’t afford to. I don’t exactly have anything else to do.

Y/N: Hmmm. Let’s change that. Make sure you make yourself available tomorrow at sundown. Come back to the shop and dress casual. I know somewhere we can go. I’ll even grab an extra book so you can out those hands to work other than killing Titans and jotting down whatever it is you do write for your paperwork.

Levi: B-but I c-can’t just abandon my po-

Y/N: Shush. In case you haven’t noticed you don’t have any missions scheduled for at least another week. Plus business around here is slow. We could both use a little time for ourselves. Even if its just a moment.

Levi: *blushing even more* uh- ok. I guess it wouldn’t hurt. You didn’t have to act like such a brat about it.

Y/N: If you weren’t Levi I would throw this lukewarm teapot of tea all over you

Levi: *Smiling ever so slightly* hmp I uh… I guess I could see you doing something like that. Okay, I’ll be back tomorrow to pick you up. I’m curious as to where this place is anyway.

Y/N: Alrighty then it’s a date! No ifs ands or buts. You got that Levi?

Levi: Loud and clear.

You’re leaning over the table to make sure Levi knows where he needs to be. You’re close enough to him you can smell the scent of the tea you made him mixed with just the scent of him. You’d kiss him right then and there if you really wanted to. Looks like he had the same idea but you pull away because you weren’t in that much of a rush. His lips were parted as they awaited your lips to meet his. It was thrilling seeing him even a little desperate for you but making him wait was even better. As much as Levi felt he couldn’t abandon his post, he couldn’t say no to you. He’d been working up the courage to talk to you for as long as he has been coming to your shop. Though he wasn’t the one to ask, Levi appreciated that you were the one to take the lead in making plans to accompany each other on a date. You’d been waiting for the opportunity to even be in this position. Now that it’s here, you make plans to make the date an enjoyable one that Levi would also like. Good first impressions are still pretty important. Especially if you want to make a good impression for Levi.

           Levi: Tsk, its almost sundown. Id better get back to the brats at HQ.

You grab his hands and ask him to wait just a little while longer.

Y/N:  Well if you’re going to be leaving, at least let me give you some extra tea and a meal to take back with you. It’s the least I can do for agreeing to going on a date with me on such short notice.

Levi: Tsk make it quick please.

Y/N: Don’t rush me. I’m being nice to you. I usually don’t just give out free tea and meals to anyone you know.

Levi: I’m sorry. Thank you. I- I uh really appreciate your generosity.

You hand Levi the tea and meal you made just for him. You touch hands for a moment and get goosebumps for the first time in a long time. You blush just enough that Levi notices as well and gives a small smirk. You exchange that smirk with one of your own.

           Levi: Thank you again Y/N. I guess I’ll see you soon.

           Y/N: You guess?

           Levi: I will see you soon.

Y/N: Much better. And by the way, you have a very charming smile. I wish I could see it more often. It suits you almost as much as that cold gaze you’ve always got equipped.

Levi: I never really gave it much thought what that looked like. I’ll pick you tomorrow. I promise.

Y/N: You’d better if you know what’s good for ya hahaha! I’ll see you tomorrow, Captain.

END

Comment if you’d like a Pt. 2!

[ready-to-obeyme]

[OM!] (American) College!AU Demon Brothers

Scenario: Headcanons on the demon brothers as college students (specifically in the US because I don’t know how college works elsewhere), their possible majors, career goals, extracurriculars, ~GPA~ and whatever else I could think of + how meet you in college

Note: I’m hoping to do a Part 2 with the Undateables but honestly… we’ll see lol. This is based off something ~A~ and I thought of for our specific university but we’ve made it broad enough to share HAHA this turned out VERY long

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Lucifer

Majoring in Political Sciences with a minor in Psychology

Pre-Law-- most likely immigration law or child custody (there’s definitely a backstory here)

Initially went to community college for the first two years to save up money to take care of his younger siblings

Rejected an offer to go to an Ivy League because it was too expensive; if his siblings ever found out they’d be furious that he’d give up on that chance, but he knows he can succeed wherever he goes (and besides, family is first) 

Transferred into a 4-year university his junior year 

Very high GPA-- VERY

In a professional fraternity with Diavolo and Barbatos 

He didn’t think he’d join one either but Diavolo was the vice chair when he transferred in and the president the year after so… ~nepotism?~ and also Lucifer is charming as heck so no surprise he’d get in

Also rooms with Diavolo and Barbatos

Goes to the gym regularly just to keep fit; gets goaded by Diavolo and Satan into joining an IM team with his frat brothers and actual brothers-- probably basketball or flag football

Probably meets you at a interclub council meeting and mutters under his breath how useless the board members are and you overhear 

“Never have I met more incompetent people.”

“Lmao mood”

“!!!”

Keeps sitting next to you at every interclub meeting then after because at least there’s someone that can keep his mind stimulated (thinks you’re hot if you’re competent btw)

If you somehow meet him on campus, he’s the type of guy to put his hand up and pretend he didn’t see you (just kidding, he always ends up saying hi anyways) 

Will Absolutely Lecture You if you are procrastinating on studying especially if your midterm is, like, TOMORROW

Always ends up studying with him because he’s actually focused on studying and glares at you if you get distracted (but hey you get good scores in the end)

Mammon

Majoring in Business Econ/Economics, Minoring in Statistics

(always ends up in the middle of the “is econ a humanities or a STEM major” debate that leaves him left for dead) 

Planning to work in Business as Finance -- probably has been treasurer or finance director for a club; can even see him being a banker if it suits his plans better

Goes to a four-year university

Decent GPA (or Lucifer would absolutely destroy him), and does REALLY well in mathematics classes

Would room with Lucifer and his posse if they all go to the same school 

Probably in a Business Frat as well because he’s pretty charismatic when it comes down to it but  was an RA for some of his years for the free rooming and dining hall privileges 

Is a very chill and understanding RA (as in he smokes weed with you when he’s off-duty) but is surprisingly well-versed in dealing with roommate issues

Works part-time (gasp) to buy stuff off of Amazon and go out to places 

Spends a lot of time exploring places with his friends, going hiking, rock-climbing, clubbing-- which is expensive, as it turns out, so he needed to be able to afford it somehow

Meets you when you’re eating your lunch outside somewhere and he asks you if you have a dollar he could borrow for a vending machine snack

You exchange numbers with him so he can pay it back (even though you honestly don’t really need it, but why not) and turns out he’s in your GE class

“Heyyy wassup! So glad I have a friend in this class” 

“Oh by the way, did you finish the homework? Haha, I forgot it.” 

Mammon always repays you for your help in food though so you aren’t complaining

Leviathan

Majoring in Computer Sciences

And honestly that’s too much for me already-- the man is doing computer programming, coding-- WHEW-- and they do NOT rest

Goes to a community college but honestly has no problems cinching internships. The computer is his domain-- online applications are EASY, doing projects NOT as easy, interviews? HARD-- REALLY HARD (someone help him)

Probably intends to work with a big company like Google if only to help supply his income so he can live his life going to AX and buying merch 

Most likely moved out of his house mid-college with his online friends (who are luckily compatible with him living-space wise) and visits home once a week 

There’s two potential sides you can meet first: 

Either you meet him at a convention and you both gush about the same character and anime and somehow find each other online (not college related) 

Or his favorite Ruri-chan keychain gets broken off in the computer lab, and you’re the one running after him to give it him

He may or may not owe you his life after that (and if you enjoy anime, well that’s a bonus)

Both of these meetings can happen if he doesn’t recognize you in class because you were in cosplay-- imagine the surprise

The two of you as friends are MASTER PROCRASTINATORS at every assignment the two of you have-- so low-key not a great influence-- but you have fun together watching animes, playing games, talking about life-- anything but actual work 

Always ends up scrambling to finish things-- but he keeps doing it because it’s been working for him so far

You help him prepare for interviews because he’s always nervous before each one regardless of how well his application looks

Satan

Majoring in Comparative Literature AND Anthropology (ya boy is doing the whole nine yards)

Planning to get his Master’s and then a PhD in one of his majors (whichever proves to be more engaging for him)-- visibly excited to become a Professor

College was meant for Satan-- like REALLY; the man is in LOVE with learning; most likely to go and be accepted to an Ivy-League after Lucifer but... truly believes you can get a good education anywhere so it depends on his financial standing (and how much scholarship he gets)

Does get a little disgruntled when his classes aren’t available but doesn’t mind learning something new-- if the professor bores him to death, he’ll read the book

Really good at tutoring people; someone suggests that he works as a peer-learning facilitator/writing tutor and he does-- might as well make bank doing something you always do anyways   

Joins a writing/journal club as an extracurricular and a club that provides tutoring services to the underserved community-- surprisingly good with kids!

He knows friends in high places, so if he wanted to, could get into any party without batting an eye and his favorite professors love him

Spends a lot of his time going out to the city and exploring places, similarly to Mammon, rock-climbing, hiking, paragliding-- anything

He is VERY well-rounded as you can see; competes with Lucifer to see whose GPA is better though

You probably meet him during office hours, and you can only stare in awe as he asks questions that you had in mind, but better; if you’re visibly confused about something, he’ll take his time to help you too (it’s habit at this point)

Ask him for his contact info and you’ll get it, and maybe repay him in coffee? (You always see him at the cafe on campus.) 

Most likely to have a specific spot in a cafe that he is always at that the workers actually save a spot for him or give him his usual order before he even arrives-- may or may not have helped them edit their essays or with their homework as a thank-you so you KNOW they’ll love him forever

The type of person to help you make flashcards and cram if you need it

Asmodeus

Majoring in Dance and Fine Arts (I HC going to NYU specifically)

Considering going for an Master of Fine Arts degree but he might just move to New York and go for being a Broadway Star

College is mainly just training for him and hoping to land gigs in local theater-- and the university theater if there is one-- and building his resume for his big break 

Has SO many extracurriculars, all pertaining to his career choice, but also because he enjoys what he does: drama, competitive dance team, acapella, fashion design

Makes an unbelievable amount of friends, incredibly good at networking

The first time you saw him was when he was performing for a local theater and you were in love with his performance, and the next time you saw him in the hallway of a classroom building, you told him how much you enjoyed it

Always accepts compliments about his looks with grace, but there’s something about truly being admired for his acting and singing that has him preening

Invites you to come out to his next performance, and if not his, then to another play-- and it can be a date, but up to you ;) 

The man is the KING of Multiple Talents and has big dreams to match 

Always finds a way to hang out with you and drag you to every club that he can use his fake-id for (and when he’s actually 21 and above, gets a little offended that he doesn’t get ID’d) 

A night in the town with you is always a good night! 

Sometimes when he has practical exams coming up, he asks you to watch him perform-- and he likes your compliments but actually takes getting all the moves seriously so you better pay attention!

Most likely to move far away to reach his dreams, but he would take you with him if he could-- his little star

Beelzebub

Majoring in Physiological Sciences

Pre-Nursing or Pre-Sports Medicine 

He’s a little undecided, but he’s definitely going to go into the health field because he likes the idea of being able to use his strength to help others

Gets a scholarship from the university because he’s part of the football team, which is actually pretty hard on him because Fall Semester/Quarter he has to keep skipping classes for games  

Always brings a snack to eat with him during lecture-- and is not afraid to bring his entire lunch and make it right in the front row, though he tends to stick to the back because they tend to have electrical plugs 

You most likely meet him during lecture: he offers you an entire sandwich (not a chip bag, not fruit snacks, an entire LUNCH) because he heard your stomach growl during class 

From then on, you collect notes for him when he’s gone from games and even go to games if you aren’t usually the type to just to see how he’s doing; it’s hard trying to find you among the huge bleachers, but he always asks you where you’re sitting anyways 

Really appreciate it if you help him study into late at night because it IS hard balancing sports and academics 

He most likely doesn’t really have any time for anything else so he usually makes up for it during the rest of the year when training is less to volunteer in the hospital or at the gym as a personal trainer 

If you ask him to teach you how to properly lift weights, he’ll definitely help out and the both of you can work out together-- though you feel bad when he has to add four extra weights to each side after you finish your reps

Belphegor

Majoring in Computer Graphics/Animation

Intending to go into making animation or game design-- is one of the brothers who doesn’t really know exactly what he wants to do yet because he’s afraid that doing what he loves as a job will ruin it for him

His family reassures him that they’ll support him whether or not he continues with his path in life, but he’s considering art school and then taking internships in places so he has a better idea on what he wants

Most likely to sell his own original work and become a full-time artist regardless

I think you already know how you meet him-- he’s sleeping in a lecture hall-- either against the wall or on the small piece of wood they call a desk when class ends and he’s still sleeping; and you wake him up 

Sleepily thanks you and continues to sleep through every class that you wake him up to; when you ask him why he doesn’t just go home and sleep, he tells you he’s too lazy to walk back and forth from his dorm/apartment to campus (mood) 

When you add each other on Snapchat or something, he sends you pics of ‘places to nap’ on campus

You always end up studying together because he’s actually pretty good at understanding lecture stuff despite not being awake for most of it-- apparently he’s used to teaching himself 

Will make you art for your birthday and will vehemently refuse payment so he just tells you to take him out for dinner instead 

If you talk about how you’re not sure on what you want to do in life too, he’ll probably say ‘mood’ but is most likely to encourage you to do whatever you want to do in life too 

[imaginebnhaomegaverse]

That’s a very fun scenario that I would love to write!

Omega! Bakugo Katsuki x Alpha! Gender-neutral! Reader

The rubbery taste nearly made you gag as your teeth bit down on the eraser at the top of your pencil. You spat out the pink debris in your mouth, wincing as the spit-covered remains of the eraser landed on the maths worksheet that you were completing, making a tiny mess on top of a printed equation.

“Hey, Y/N.” You quickly brushed the gross pink pieces of the eraser to the floor, acting nonchalant as your eyes met the black ones of Tetsutetsu. The scent of blackberries hit your nose, and you flared your scent slightly in response. The silver-haired boy didn’t seem affected, handing you a sheet of paper. “Here’s our next worksheet.”

You didn’t reply, simply taking the paper with a huff as the boy left. With narrowed eyes, you watched him approach Kendo, immediately looking happier as he took in a deep lungful of her scent. You watched enviously as tension seemed to leave his shoulders as he spoke elatedly with her. 

“Ugh.” Your head sank low as you mindlessly scribbled answers down on the page. Your scent rarely affects omegas, which made it very difficult in finding a mate. It didn’t help that your inner alpha was craving for a mate, which became apparent since ruts were a very common occurrence for you. Your scent didn’t even threaten other alphas, which wasn’t as much of a problem since your personality was enough to have them leave you alone.

“1-B! Listen up!” Your teacher called. The class dissolved into silence. “Tomorrow, we have a conjoined class with 1-A! Some of our teachers are taking the day off to attend other matters so it would be easier if we combined classes. Remember! No fighting unless it’s during hero training!”

After a chorus of “yes sensei!”, the class was dismissed. You waited for the rest of your classmates to funnel out before you moved to pack your stuff.

Conjoined classes would be... interesting.

-

You were back in your usual seat next to the window, scrolling through your phone. However, instead of your usual classroom, you were in 1-A. There were more desks in the room than usual to accommodate your class. Not many people were in the classroom yet, save for Iida and Kendo.

“Haaaah?!” A familiar voice made your head snap up. The scent of smoke hit your nose as a group of 1-A students filed in. “The hell are you talking about, brainfart?!”

Your cheeks reddened as your inner alpha crooned. Goddammit.

Katsuki’s eyes were on you as he stomped to your desk. Your scent flared out of your control as the alpha in you tried to woo him.

“Oi, extra! That’s my fucking desk! Get off!” Katsuki snarled. You were about to obey (you were the fucking alpha here. But honestly you would do anything for this omega) only to pause as the blond’s nostrils flared, his scent floating uneasily around him.

“Er,” You started. Katsuki growled to himself, then took the seat next to you, which happened to be only less than an arm's length away from you since the desks were squeezed in so tight.

“Nevermind.” Katsuki snapped as you opened your mouth. His friends looked shocked at seeing him back down. “I didn’t want to fucking sit there anyway. The sun’s too damn strong. I hope you fucking burn in it.”

Your heart tugged in your chest. You could smell caramel under his smoky scent.

His friends took their usual seats, and you knew that they were whispering about Katsuki.

You wondered if your scent had to do anything with it. It barely pulled in omegas, so you were unsure if an omega like Katsuki could be affected by it.

To test, you thickened your scent again. Katsuki, who was on his phone, seemed to sag in his seat as his eyes drooped.

You immediately pulled back your scent, your head sinking into your arms. Holy shit, holy shit. 

You didn’t notice the way Katsuki seemed to deflate as your scent lessened, too busy freaking out internally.

The class went on as normal. You could barely focus because Katsuki’s scent was floating around you and you couldn’t even get close to it.

Only when the blond next to you stood up from his seat with his palms sparking did you tune back into the moment.

“WHAT DID YOU SAY, YOU FUCKING COPYCAT?!” Katsuki screamed. Monoma cackled, his odd, creepy grin on his face. The rest of the class seemed tired of their antics already.

The teacher was missing. You sighed.

They should know how much of a bad idea it was to leave two heroics classes unsupervised.

“I said that you were nothing but an angry, loaded idiot.” Neito taunted. You felt your upper lip pull back in a snarl. “For an omega, you sure act awful.”

“For an alpha, you sure act like a fucking dickhead.” You snapped. Katsuki quietened, swaying slightly in his spot as your scent increased. He seemed to be the only one affected. “With that attitude, you’re never going to get a fucking mate.”

“With that face and scent, you’re never going to get one either, haha!” Monoma cackled. You stood up in your seat, teeth bared as you snarled. “And stop defending omegas who’ll never want you!”

“I might not smell like the most aggressive and desirable alpha or fit the mold of one by looks, but at least I’ve got somewhat of a good personality unlike you!” You growled, ignoring his second comment. Katsuki slumped back down in his seat, looking a little pale. Your classmates were quiet.

“Are you kidding me?!” Neito laughed. “Your personality reeks!”

“And yours doesn’t?!” You challenged. “Better fucking stop before I pummel you. My scent might not be able to knock you down, but my fists sure as hell will!”

“Alright, that’s enough!” Kendo’s scent flooded the room as she stood up. Monoma immediately sat down, his alpha qualities nothing compared to her. You followed suit grudgingly “Neito, you went too far. [Name], I’m not going to tell you off, but I will let you go with a warning. No fighting in the classroom, please!”

“That is correct!” Iida joined in. “Please do not quarrel in the classroom!”

“Shut it, exit sign!” Katsuki glowered, though he seemed a lot less... well, himself. When everyone settled down and the teacher returned from a bathroom break, Katsuki turned to you. “I could have fucking handled myself.”

“I don’t doubt it.” You said simply, drinking in his sweet scent.

“You always do this.” He grumbled. “Why do you always stand up for me? I don’t even fucking like you.”

“I don’t mind.” You shrugged. “I just don’t like people being shitheads.” You were going to add “towards you” to the end of that sentence but thought better of it.

“...” Katsuki quietened. His cheeks looked warm. “Don’t listen to what that dumbass said.”

“Huh?” You asked, confused.

“I like your scent.” He admitted quietly, looking a little embarrassed. “It’s nice.”

“I... oh.” You were at a loss for words. Your scent increased accidentally, and Katsuki took in a breath with lidded eyes, then froze as you laughed quietly in your hand. “Thank you.”

“Fuck you.” He spat, his face red.

The rest of the class went by in a blur until the bell rang. Unlike what you usually did, you hurriedly packed your stuff away, standing up. Katsuki was still scribbling something down, only to stop when you dropped your tie on his desk.

“I hope that we can hang sometime.” You rubbed the back of your neck awkwardly. Katsuki swallowed thickly, ignoring his burning cheeks as he grabbed your tie and stuffed it in his pocket before anyone else could see.

Not even hesitating, he scribbled down his number on the corner of his page and tore it out, scrunching it up and stuffing it in your palm.

“That would be nice.” He grumbled. “Now fuck off, I need to finish this.”

With a skip in your step, you left the classroom, grinning ear to ear (and scaring some of your classmates as you passed them).

[palmtreepalmtree]

Hey everyone!  I am pleased to present the first holiday edition of...

The Worst Movie on Netflix Right Now™!

Today we’re going to talk about the first Netflix holiday release, Holidate.

Deep sigh.

OYEZ, OYEZ.  NOW COMES BEFORE THE COURT THE CASE OF PALMTREEPALMTREE V. NETFLIX.

NETFLIX PRESENTS FOR CONSIDERATION IN THE HOLIDAY ROMANCE GENRE THE NETFLIX FILM KNOWN AS HOLIDATE (HENCEFORTH ”THE FILM”).  THE FILM IS CHARGED WITH UNNECESSARY ADULT LANGUAGE, POOR CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT, CRUELTY TO SINGLE PEOPLE, AND NEGLIGENT TREATMENT OF SERIOUS FIREWORK INJURIES.

PALMTREEPALMTREE, PLEASE PRESENT YOUR CASE.

Thank you, your honors and friends and gentlepeople of the jury.  Today we consider a film known as Holidate and whether it’s worthy of our collective viewing.  Let’s cut right to the chase here.  It is not worthy of our time.

Let me break this one down for you:

THE PREMISE

The premise of The Film is pretty much the only thing that’s not bad about it.  A young woman, tired of feeling uncomfortable as the only single person at family get-togethers, makes a pact with a handsome man that she randomly met at the mall to be each others’ so-called holidates.  They basically agree to attend whatever events need attending on the holidays with zero romantic expectations.

As a premise for a rom-com, this is totally sound.  We’ve arranged for our two heroes to spend quality time together that will eventually lead to them falling in love, right?  Right.  

So where does this go wrong?

UNNECESSARY ADULT LANGUAGE

The Film kicks right off with a mature rating.  It really wants you to know it’s mature.  In fact, this is the first line of the movie:

She promptly extinguishes that cigarette on the head of a light-up Santa Claus. You might immediately think, OH HAHA FUNNY.  But no, it’s not.  Take it from an expert.  Cursing for cursing’s sake is not funny.  It’s true that the word ‘fuck’ may have a funny fucking rhythm to it, but the word alone is not a fucking joke.  It’s not inherently funny to say ‘FUCK.’  Also, ‘pussy,’ ‘slut,’ and ‘clitoris.’  Not funny when you’re just working it into a sentence for no purpose.

It’s like this movie wants to be the Bad Santa of holiday rom-coms.  But who the fuck asked for that?  This movie is like the girl who claims she’s ‘not like other girls.’  This movie is the girl who ‘doesn’t know why, but only has guy friends.’   This is the ‘girl who listens to the Joe Rogan podcast’ of rom-coms.  None of these things fucking exist.  But this movie sure is trying.

POOR CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT

Listen, I’m not saying that all women in the world have friends.  But most women in the world (especially pre-long-term partnership) have some sort of friend group.  Even if it’s long distance or online or something.  But the main character here, played by Emma Roberts, appears to have no one.  Just her consistently abusive family members (more on that later).  

The premise of this movie quickly morphs from “I need a date to bring to my family events,” to “I need a date for every holiday on the calendar including ones that don’t involve my family.”  Why does she want to hang out with this rando on St. Patrick’s Day?  Cinco de Mayo?  Halloween?  WHERE ARE HER FUCKING FRIENDS?

There are no friends in sight.  This would be more believable if the script even hinted that she had friends.  Like maybe she’s tired of third-wheeling it with her couple friends while she tries to find dates of her own?  Or maybe she’s super emotionally wrecked from her last guy (even though she only dated him for a few months!?!?!?)  But no.  Instead, she spends the better part of the year of this movie going out with this fucking placeholder instead of trying to meet people or having fun with her actual fucking friends.  

Her personality is just a general sketch of habits: eats junk food, smokes and lies about it, works from home, enjoys pajama pants, etc.  We know nothing about her otherwise.  At least she’s not clumsy.

If it seems weird that I haven’t mentioned the male lead that’s because he’s fucking boring and I don’t really give a shit about him.  He’s oatmeal.  

CRUELTY TO SINGLE PEOPLE

I honestly can’t believe I have to say this, but if you’re going to make a rom-com that people can relate to maybe you should not spend the entire film showing contempt towards single people?  Actual lines from the movie:

[with shock horror] “What do you mean, you don’t have a date for Valentine’s Day!?”

“She’s going to die alone in a wheelchair and a diaper.”

“Human beings aren’t meant to be alone on the holidays.”

“She doesn’t need another friend she needs a husband.  A partner.  Someone legally bound to be there during the chemo.”

The main character’s single status is treated by everyone as sad, pathetic, something that needs to change as soon as humanly possible.  They are aggressively cruel to her about her single status.  Her mother says things to her like, “I care about you.”  And characters are always observing that she seems sad.  I can credit the Film with these expressions coming out of a sincere place.  But because it simultaneously always plays those moments for laughs, there’s an element of meanness to it.  

“YOU SEEM SO SAD, HAHAHA!!!!”

Look, I’m not saying the movie doesn’t have a point.  I think human connection is really important.  Caring for other people and having people who care about you is important.  But this movie and all of its characters treat romantic relationships as if they are the only type of relationship worth pursuing.  What if this movie ended with them just being friends?  Would that have been so bad?

Also, nearly all of the other romantic relationships in this movie are a fucking disaster --- and again, they are played for laughs.  The main character’s sister is trapped in a marriage where she and her husband are living separate lives with different priorities and values; her brother has gotten engaged to a woman after three months of dating who HAHA he doesn’t even seem to know very well; and her mom is single and maybe possibly is projecting her own fears and loneliness even though that’s never actually acknowledged in any way?  

I don’t know guys, but I think a rom-com should leave you feeling optimistic about love.  I mean, what the fuck else is the point?

NEGLIGENT TREATMENT OF SERIOUS FIREWORK INJURIES

Look, I don’t want to get into the weeds here, but in the pursuit of cheap laughs, this movie absurdly treats some pretty serious injuries lightly and it’s weird and it doesn’t work and I honestly don’t know why this movie is what it is.  It should be called Holidate: a movie in search of a tone.  

CLOSING ARGUMENTS

A good rom-com requires several things to be truly successful: 1) a fun, engaging premise; 2) believable characters that you care about and want to end up together; and 3) a good feeling at the end that leaves you optimistic and warm and fuzzy.  This movie may succeed in being occasionally funny (I guess, if that’s your sort of thing, it’s not mine, I just thought it was weird and gross, and I don’t fucking know), but it fails on 2/3 of those requirements.  

Not to mention, WHAT A FUCKING WASTE OF KRISTIN CHENOWETH.  

In conclusion, your honor and gentlepeople of the jury:

THIS MOVIE IS A FUCKING MESS AND IT SHOULD LEAVE SINGLE PEOPLE ALONE.  

[tintinwrites]

Telling Pedro Characters ‘I Love You’ During Sex but it’s Accurate (I’m kidding) and I’m an Asshole to the Characters

Again, I love Pedro and all the fics you guys write, this is for fun!

Agent Whiskey

you enjoy your eight month anniversary at Denny’s, romantically eating from the same Grand Slam meal

yes he takes you there in his car like your first date but

“I ain’t done with you yet, sugar dumplin’.”

y’all go back to your place for another two minutes of sexy fun

halfway through is when he actually does a pretty good thrust and you say it: “I love you, Whiskey.”

he stops thrusting for a second and you’re like OH NO HE DOESN’T LOVE ME EVEN THO WE’VE BEEN TOGETHER FOR MONTHS AND HE’S OBSESSED WITH ME

“Oh, baby doll, I love you like a hog loves the sound of a red-headed woodpecker as it square dances in a patch of mud.”

6/10 for being in love with even if the sex is mediocre

Dave York

please don’t say it

pLeAsE dO NoT tElL dAvE yOrK tHaT yOu LoVe HiM!!!!!!!

WHY WOULD YOU LOVE THIS MAN HONESTLY

WAS IT THE SWEAT DRIPPING FROM HIS DRESS SHIRT AS HE FUCKED INTO YOU FOR 30 SECONDS

NOT EVEN SURE HOW YOU FOUND THE TIME TO TELL HIM DURING SEX BUT “I love you!”

why

anyway he kills you

-408/10 for being in love with and I don’t have to explain why

Din Djarin

he’s been alone for a long time

there is something so easy about falling in love with this intimidating, yet gentle and patient man if you’re with him

and, hell, maybe it’s only sex because you’re both lonely and you don’t know if he’d ever want more but

“Mando...Mando, I love you.”

the man doesn’t take his helmet off to fuck you and you’re still in love with him like a pining little fool

he doesn’t say anything, but he is more protective of you and more considerate with you and maybe he...

4/10 for being in love with bc the boy is a little awkward but I think he might love you too

Ezra

I am not sure how you get a word in edgewise with this man and the sonnets he recites when he’s fucking you

“Oh would that I could cut these ties that bind me. Out, damned spot! Out, I say!”

who says that when they come i would like to know please

he makes you cum pretty good tho so yes you’re gonna tell this man who is your fuck buddy? fuck acquaintance? that you love him as he rocks into you

he doesn’t even pause

“If I could love thee any more impenetrably, I think mine heart would climb out of one of my many orifices to allow your full claim upon it.”

does that mean he loves you i dont really know

4/10 for being in love with bc he’s just so confusing let’s not pretend any of us are smart enough to put up with him

Frankie ‘Catfish’ Morales

you’ve been dating him for a few months when you realize the squeezing in you that you notice whenever you see him means something else

the puppy dog eyes that follow his every move is pointed out by Pope any time he’s hanging out with the two of you

it’s not until he’s asked you to stay the night and he’s slowly rutting into you that the words tell themselves

“I love you, Frankie.”

he pauses and he lets out this charmed little laugh

“Love you too, baby.”

honestly the best sex you’ve ever enjoyed with him

10/10 for being in love with bc he loves you very much too :)

Javier Peña

oh sweetie you knew he was going to break your heart when sex became a casual thing between the two of you rather than a one night stand

Javi is grumpy and he is sad but there are times when he is too sweet and funny not to fall in love with

not to mention that he knows your body like his own and he’s the best sex partner you’ve ever been with

you don’t mean to say it you want want to say it don’t say it dont say it “I love you, Javi.”

he stops, then he keeps fucking you like you didn’t say anything to him

he immediately rolls off you and smokes a cigarette without really acknowledging you

“This was a lot of fun.” he says like you’re some random person he barely knows and you tell him to call you about lunch and he grunts and you cry

1/10 for being in love with bc maybe with some time he could be convinced but I’m not sure

Marcus Pike

it is not you who says I love you during sex

it’s Marcus

totally

he smiles at you as you ride him and just says, “I love you.”

and you love him too because how could you not love this man

lots of kissing and giggling and ooh that orgasm tho

IDK HOW TO SAY THIS MAN IS LITERALLY PERFECT!!!!!!!!!

400/10 for being in love with bc he will offer you a life and a home and a family if you want DON’T LOOK AT ME

Maxwell Lord

how

why

was it his self-obsession about his looks that made you love him?

maybe the way he liked to slam you over furniture to pound into you?

you probably say it bc he pays attention to you and you don’t know what love actually is

he laughs so hard his thrusts into you from behind are jerked and rough

he thanks you for the laugh and keeps fucking you, letting out a little laugh every time he thinks about it

-4,443/10 for being in love with bc are you kidding me have you seen the man

Max Phillips

he’s really charismatic if not incredibly perverse which is why you fall for him

it’s also possible that he um compelled you

or maybe it’s bc he turned you haha who knows

“I love you, sir!”

he totally gets off on the idea of you being in love with him that he cums right there

and then he drinks from you so oh maybe he didn’t turn you!

he does not love you back tho lmao he just likes the power of someone loving him

0/10 for being in love with bc he’s arguably not bottom of the barrel here

Oberyn Martell

everybody loves Oberyn

you’re on top of him with him doing some fancy orgasmic move to your titties

“I love you” you say bc this man can make you orgasm by licking your fucking knee so

there is a chorus of “I LOVE YOU” from all the other people in the room

it’s not really special when he says it back bc you’re not sure if he LOVE loves you or if he’s saying a general “I love my harem of people”

but then he sucks on some part of you and it’s like whatever

you’re fine with whatever bc he he can also make you orgasm from licking your chin

4/10 for being in love with bc the sex is good and he doesn’t treat you cruelly

Pero Tovar

he’s typical of his time so im not gonna fault you for being in love with him

but he also fucks you so hard i am IMPRESSED that you sound intelligible

“I. Love. You.”

robots weren’t a thing so you don’t sound like a robot but if it was modern days yes you would sound like a robot

you’re probably married so he grunts it back

so sweet

probably turns into a breeding kink kind of thing tbh look at him

7/10 for being in love with okay he will make sure you are fed with a roof over your head along with your 12 children

[seijch]

bitches make one post about suna in the smoke grays and suddenly it turns into a full round of headcanons...

content warning. drug use (vaping)

TERUSHIMA: man i swear do NOT put this man on the aux!!!!!! some ppl do not believe in paying for a streaming service and i hate to break it to you but yuuji is one of them,,, Want A Break From The Ads? If You Tap Now To Watch A Short Video, You’ll Receive Thirty Minutes Of Ad Free Music type beat... its not even worth it at this point 🤮🤮🤮 his pre-work fits always go hard. shops exclusively on stockx and buys apparel from the store if he fucks w it (and when it goes on sale ... original retail price kinda expensive tho). surprisingly good w the elderly? no one expects it from him but he ALWAYS gets compliments from them and no one else ever wants to deal w the crabby old people so they send him in for a quick and easy sale 🤝🏻

SUNA: ALWAYS vaping in the back. if youre near him in the stockroom hell blow the smoke in your face. punch him. do it. this is the aisle where there are no cameras. BIG sneakerhead but doesnt like to answer questions nskdfsd you could b asking him if a shoe is good for running nd he hits you w that “idk i just work here” and WALKS AWAY. like i KNOW you work here bitch thats the fucking point!!!! his shoe game is always on point so he always gets questions since people think he knows what hes talking abt (he does,, But 😐😐😐)

SHIRABU: at the register. designated cashier, only here because tuition does NOT pay itself... air max supremacist; owns three pairs of air max 270s in the most BASIC colorways 😐 judges customers when they walk in. if he sees someone trying to fake flex he WILL gag. once saw a man and his son with the toyota logo hanging from their matching gold chains and hasnt recovered since.

KOGANEGAWA: gets LOST in the stockroom and is always 🧍‍♂️ when he does. compliments the scent of whatever flavor puff bar suna blows into his face. isnt in the work gc when he first gets hired bc he has an android NJKSDSA but eventually upgrades and is welcomed in (but overuses animojis unironically.....baby please youre embarrassing us). absolute king. one of the best sellers on the floor during back to school season; the mans a high-five machine!! the kids love him. (as they should!)

ATSUMU: gets confused for yuuji from behind a LOT and bitch if this doesnt PISS HIM OFF!!!!!!! youd rlly think that having another person out there w the same exact face as you would train you to handle this shit better but guess not bc tsumu gets SO mad he stomps off to the back and has to 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️ for a bit..... osamu works at the food place two doors down and tells all the cashiers to make him pay full price, fuck a mall discount SDJAKDA there are too many pictures on his ig story of him and suna (reluctantly taken by aran) holding shoes to their ears like theyre the latest iphone. someone stop them before i reach thru the screen and shit in their shoes.

KINDAICHI: originally started working just to make money and knew NOTHING about shoes but bitch did he get INTO IT!!!! yeezy or bust, baby!!!!!! his go to work shoes are the tail lights but he also owns the desert sages (among others). his bank acc is NOT HAPPY,,, homie spends more money than he makes at his shitty minimum wage job 😭 once he learned the Shoe Lore he rlly came into his own as a solid seller but i would not be lying if i said before then he was on stock duty ....

ARAN: mvp of the store!!! gets along w the kids, gets along w the older folks, can hold a conversation w the sneakerheads, you name it hes got it !!!!!! on track to become an assistant manager if he so chooses -- the manager is alr begging him to come on full time but he doesnt wanna tie himself down to a life of selling shoes, yk? has people coming to the store just to see HIM like its a fucking host club. admittedly not as into shoes as someone like suna or tanaka,, definitely knows how to appreciate a Good Shoe but is halfway between a casual and a Full Sneakerhead tbh...

TANAKA: you wouldnt believe it but he is the KING of shoecare, both in usage and in sales! doesnt care as much when it comes to his regular old volleyball asics but when hes at work or out on the town? the flex is honestly UNREAL...catch him slacking, i dare you. shits on anyone who buys a team jordan like ,,, ok gatekeeper! his collection of retro jordans reaches almost concerning levels and refuses to sell any of them. he hasnt worn a good third of them, either (hes waiting for That Moment, whatever the fuck THAT means). only slightly above terushima when it comes to aux privileges. (theres also a video of him in the stockroom wearing nothing but booty shorts at the top of a ladder lipsyncing the lyrics to chandelier by sia. dont ask.)

BOKUTO: THE customer service guy. he spends small amounts of money like nobodys business but is lowkey scared of big purchases... drops $15 for food eight times a week like its nothing but wont buy a pair of $180 shoes... ok. as a result his collection is nowhere near as big as some of the other guys but he treasures them all and takes very good care of them!!! knows JUST what to say to warm any kind of customer up to him (gets hit on a lot, much to the dismay of tanaka nd yuuji)... also has a lot of former customers recognize him (its the hair) and he just has to go 😃 haha hey! every time.

NISHINOYA: whenever he cant reach smth and needs to be out on the floor asap he can and WILL climb up the shelves of the stockroom like a fucking MONKEY NKSFSN 😭😭😭 the authority when it comes to shoes for running, hiking, the gym, etc. if its outdoors leave it to him! had a pair of 270s but the bubble POPPED the one time he used the ladders as he came down..........hes literally traumatized and ALWAYS brings it up whenever he shares a shift w shirabu (who has since asked to not be scheduled w noya due to a “difference in beliefs” MSFSDS)

FUTAKUCHI: ive said it before but hes one of Those People thats worked half the stores in the damn mall so he was hired as a cashier during the holiday szn and left the company a few months later. youd think hed get along w fellow cashier shirabu but 😃 the manager avoids scheduling them together unless the stores gonna be busy bc one of them is gonna wanna use “the better register” and get mad when the other claims it first .... like theyre both FUNCTIONAL arent they??? 😭😭 does NOT give a shit abt shoes!!! never even learned the stockroom, just kinda figured it out as he went along...whenever someone asks him for their size in a shoe he hands it off to someone on the floor unless he cant avoid it (but believe it or not he will always give that person the sale...unless its suna bc he knows suna doesnt give a fuck)

@wackatoshi​ jic you dont see it when it drops 😚😚

[shihaikuroiro-vantablack]

Warmth of another SpinnerDabi

So since some people ship these two, I decided to make a ship story/fanfic of Spinner and Dabi! Um don’t judge me for my bad writing, I’m not good at this kinda stuff haha. I hope you guys like the read!

Some villains have seen the worst of heroes. They've seen how the heroes would treat others that they see as 'lower' or wrong, in someway. Spinner had been judged based off his looks for all his life, and thought he was worthless for so long until he met Stain! Well... he didn't mean him, per say, he did learn about him though, and he finally decided that this was his new meaning; he was going to become the new Stain and show the world just how bad they were! The heroes that were supposed to save and protect people were often the ones that left the others all alone when they needed help the most.

Dabi knew that well. He was hurt, abused, pushed down and almost killed by his father. It made him lose his memory for a while, not that the others of the league of villains knew about that, they didn't even know his real name! Not that Dabi wanted anyone to know his real name just yet. It was going to happen, just not now. His father hurt him and left him, threw him to the side when he decided that Dabi wasn't worth the trouble of training anymore.

All the heroes think that they're the best things ever, but where were they when these people were just children who needed saving? Who needed a hero?! They were gone, away, getting fame elsewhere. Most of them only cared about money or the attention, which is why some of the villains decided they wanted to take out the symbol of peace so all the others could feel just how they felt. Lost, confused, and scared.

Course they weren't planning the fall of heroes all the time, sometimes they needed time to relax or just time to calm down after a big battle, you know? They're planning something big though! Right now? Not really. Toga was hanging out with Twice, doing each others makeups with stuff they stole a bit ago and Spinner was sitting on the couch, sharpening his sword while Shigaraki was playing a game and Spinner was watching over his shoulder "If you duck under that bridge, you can find an Easter egg" Shigaraki's eyes shoot over to look at the lizard and makes a small tsh sound, but does do it and chuckles a little at the literal egg under the bridge. Easter egg... he likes that.

Everyone else was doing their own things. Mr. Compress working on magic tricks, showing them off to Kurogiri and Magne since Spinner was pretty damn sure that Compress had a crush on them both... god damn bi icon.

Speaking of an icon. Dabi walks into the hideout, smoke raising from his arms and he reaches up rubbing his neck, yawning out. As he opened his mouth, the skin being held together by his stitches stretched, making a cold shiver go down Spinner's spine. He always hated seeing Dabi yawn, it just made him think his skin was going to break or something! Come on, that's gross. Sure, he could lick his own eyes because of his quirk but he didn't do that... often... shut up.

Dabi walks over to the second couch and falls down on it his face hidden in the pillow, his legs over the arm of the couch his boots hanging down. The faint smell of smoke and fire could be smelt on him, which sorta made sense. Oh and also the smell of burnt flesh yeah, that’s kinda gross but still made sense. Shigaraki looks over at Dabi and makes a small sound of annoyance "You stink" he says.

"So do your plans, but I don't say anything" came Dabi's quick reply, which was just a little muffled. He most likely went out and burned some people like he did often, he said it was because he liked burning trash which Spinner honestly found really cool! He was such a cool guy. Now you could ask Spinner, did you have a crush on Dabi? The answer? Yes. He also had a crush on Shigaraki but he wasn't really looking for someone at the moment plus spinner didn't even know if Shigaraki could, you know, fall for someone. He couldn't even tell if Dabi could. He was a hard person to read.

Shigaraki narrows his eyes at Dabi, tightening his grip on his game while making sure not to decay it on accident. Kurogiri looks over and sighs shaking his head, or at least that's what it looked like, and he says "You two, no fighting in the building. If I have to replace the couch again one of you two will have to pay for it this time" even though he could just open a portal but still! Shigaraki just huffs, focusing on the game again starting to press the buttons. 

With that it went back to being silent other than Toga and Twice chatting, along with the three, Mr. Compress and the other two, also chatting. Spinner went back to sharpening his blades getting lost in thought looking at Dabi out of the corner of his eyes. He didn't really try to stare, he promised! It was just that Dabi was pretty cool looking with that cool jacket, the shiny staples, the cool black hair and those boots that had such a high platform part! Wait... what? He turns his head to look at Dabi looking a little confused, his sharpening coming to a still. Had he always worn boots like that? What's with that platform part? That looks like it would make him taller?

As he thought, he didn't realize he was staring until Dabi turns his head and their eyes meet as he hums "You need something lizard?" he asked, not sounding annoyed but not really calm either. He sounded mostly bored. 

Spinner narrows his eyes, huffing and says "It's Spinner! I'm not a lizard, you don't see me calling you fire person or something, right?"

Dabi stares at him blinking a few seconds, silent then responds "my name means cremation, you're literally calling me burning" he stands up and starts to walk down the hallway, covering his mouth with his hand, yawning again "anyway, I'm going to my room. If you need me, don't" he then shuts the door behind him with a light slam. 

Spinner grumbles turning his head down and Toga skips over "he seems in a good mood" she starts "I wonder if he saw something that made him happy? That would be great!" she puts her hands up to her mouth, giggling "I wonder if he killed some people" she hummed happily. Spinner rolls his eyes at her, but smiles anyway. He offered to sharpen her knife for her, while she sat down beside Shigaraki leaning against him watching him play the game, Twice walking over to join them leaning over the back of the couch holding his arms around Shigaraki's neck. He was just ignoring the two of them it seemed. He normally didn't like being touched but that was mostly just when he was in one of his moods.

During that time though, Spinner couldn't stop thinking about the thing he saw. Those boots... did that mean Dabi wasn't really that tall? How tall would he be? Spinner himself was 5'8 and from what he's seen, Dabi was 5'9 plus some just the same as Shigaraki. They were some of the taller people in the league, other than Mr. Compress, he’s pretty tall! With all these thoughts he knew that he wasn’t going to be able to sleep. Ugh.

It seemed as though he was correct, as he was laying in his bed staring up at the roof lost in thought. Yeah, they all had their own rooms! It was awesome. What wasn't awesome was that he couldn't sleep; it was all Dabi's fault. He sighs moving his arm over his face mumbling under his breath "This isn't even fair” it wasn't the first time that he stayed awake thinking of his crush, but he didn't think he would be thinking about his height! There's no way that Dabi was shorter than himself, right? It would be nice... damn if he was the taller one, he could hug onto Dabi and just rest and warm up the thought made him hum happily. After laying there for a few more minutes, he knew that he wasn't going to be able to sleep until he found out. With a slow sigh he pushes himself up to sit on the bed, pulling his fingers through his hair which was pretty long when it wasn't styled up.

Thinking about it for a bit longer he decides, you know what? He was going to go for it. Pushing himself to stand up he starts to walk out of his bedroom slipping a hoodie on over his head. Was this going to be a mistake? Yeah, most likely. Honestly he couldn't believe that he was going to go and do this! It was going to be so weird! Plus he could end up getting killed and turned into a crisp lizard! The thought made him shutter but he shook his head to get his mind off that and walks over to Dabi's room, pressing his head against the door shutting his eyes listening for any sounds. Not all the time did Dabi stay at the hideout, most of the time he went out and said that he didn't want to stay there with people that could kill him or at least try to. He only started staying here a few weeks ago, it was a nice thing to know that Dabi was slowly starting to trust them! Welp! Time to break that trust.

Slowly Spinner pushes the door open to see a messy head of black hair under the blanket with just a little bit of hair poking out. He was under the blanket curled up, while the bundle was rising and falling slowly with the breaths Dabi was taking. The green male pauses, staring for a few seconds and slowly steps closer his eyes scanning around the room. There was a poster of Stain, a picture of Endeavor with knives in it, along with random burn marks along the walls, and a box of yarn for some reason? Whatever he didn't really care about that at the moment. Slowly he reaches out for the blanket to pull it back.

Before he could even grab the blanket though, he felt his wrist getting grabbed, and he gets pulled forward making him lose his balance falling forward onto the bed and Dabi holds up his other hand, blue flames appearing, his knee between Spinner's shoulder blades to keep him down pressed into the bed and Dabi speaks, not sounding very amused "I should burn you to a crisp right now for coming into my room Spinner. You have five seconds to explain before I do."

Ah color him horny and scared.

"One" Dabi starts to count, the blue flames lighting up the room. Spinner knew just how deadly those flames were, like a beast that could devourer everything in its path. Spinner turns his head to look at Dabi narrowing his eyes at him and squirms “You seem to always like using your quirk so much, you like holding power over people's life, huh?" He decided to ask.

Dabi's lips twitch up in a small grin, the staples straining to hold his skin together "Stain's tenets say that Spinner, now I'm about on four."

Aw come on, bringing Stain into this? He was so proud. He lies his head down on the bed thinking about how to explain "I wanted to test something" what was that? He was smarter than this. Sure, he was just some empty cosplayer, he didn't have a lot going for him but he figured he was smarter than that! Ughhhhh 

Wait-

He didn't feel the weight on him anymore, he could move his arms so he opens his eyes looking up to see Dabi standing in front of him, his arms crossed not looking too impressed just like earlier but he didn’t look annoyed this time, maybe even a little amused? He was wearing baggy pants and a tank top, most likely so he could sleep without the fabric getting caught on the staples in his skin? Yeah, he was sure that would not feel good. They stare at each other for a few seconds before Spinner stands up brushing himself off and looks at where Dabi’s face normally was but slowly turned his head down since he wasn't face to face with the fire quirk user.

Oh shit... he was tiny.

Dabi stood shorter than normal, maybe at 5'5? It was hard to tell exactly, Spinner just knew that he was taller! Happy day. "you're small" came his quick voice, not thinking about what he was saying until he said it. Dabi lets out a slight hum in annoyance "Really? No idea, thank you for telling me something I could not have found out myself"

sassy little shit. Spinner thought to himself well he knew that Dabi was small... not like he could just go for the hug like he could with the others! He would hug Toga and Twice, sometimes Shigaraki if he wanted it. He would get along really well with Magne he found it funny that they both had little crushes on Dabi, though she didn't hide hers very well and he never seemed to respond to it, or he got weirded out? It was a little strange, hard to place.

Slowly he realized that he was still just standing there so he clears his throat and nods, turning quickly walking out heading back to his room holding his hand over his mouth. He was going to turn on his heating pad and just try to get rest, this was crazy.

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It had been a few weeks since that day and Spinner couldn't get it out of his head. How was he so small? Why did he wear those boots? He guessed that the reason Dabi wore those was to appear taller and more threatening? Plus it was impressive that he could go and fight in those boots! God he wanted to be that cool... why was it that they were all so much cooler than him? First Stain, then Shigaraki and lastly Dabi. Eh screw it, they’re all cooler than him. Toga’s pretty great too.

It was cold out so Spinner wasn't having the most fun. He was curled up on the couch with a blanket around himself, his eyes shut breathing in and out slowly the others were on a mission, which he really wanted to go on, but he couldn't, because he would have most likely fallen asleep. Damn this place for not having heating! Ugh it was so cold. He sniffles curling up tighter but perks up when he heard the door open and shut, making him open his eyes and he looks over seeing that it was Dabi who walks in and looks over at him "Hey, they sent me back to check on you" wait really? "You look like shit" ah right when he thought Dabi would care about him.

"If you came here just to mess with me, you can get out. I'm not in the mood" Dabi rolls his eyes at the response he got and he looks down, slipping off the boots he wore and walks over, nudging Spinner "sit up" getting a small grumble in response from the lizard guy made Dabi narrows his eyes a little in annoyance and nudges him a bit harder "I said sit up"

Spinner grumbles in annoyance himself, mad that he had to get out of his ball but he did as told and slowly sits up. Dabi grabs the blanket from around him and sits down leaning against Spinner shutting his eyes and seemed to start to get warmer making Spinner perk up, staring at the other male for a few seconds who shut his eyes "say anything and I'll leave you to deal with this alone, scales" With a little huff of laughter Spinner leans against Dabi shutting his eyes, not saying anything just enjoying the warmth for now. Guess this was better than being alone.

[vitosscaletta]

personality + relationships for julia & background + relationships for lucia 😌

rips you off and makes banners <3

PERSONALITY

What’s their alignment?

chaotic good/neutral. more neutral/lawful later on

Which one of the 16 Personality Types do they fit into?

Not looking at it in-depth but entj 😳

What are their hobbies and interests? Do they have any particular “favorites” (food, books, and so on)?

Writing obviously... Mostly her little newspaper articles though, she’s not creative enough to write fiction :/ Other than that she likes to read, mostly the standard literature of the time (she’s a big fan of Ernest Hemingway.. 😳) or some of her mom’s old stuff and a few other columnists she looks up to :) Also medical books her dad has in their living room. She reads those too. She also picked up sewing at some point in the late 20′s/early30′s but she’s kinda. whatever about it. Mostly did it when she couldn’t afford new clothes and tried to change the silhouette of her old stuff

What are they bad at?

Driving 😔 she’s not... bad... she’ll just yell at anyone for no reason and break speed limit all the time 

Do they have any vices/addictions/mental illnesses?

No lol but she smokes... sometimes 😒

What are their goals and motivations?

God she’s ambitious as hell and it has mostly to do with her job... she wants to be a famous journalist or something but most of all to be taken seriously? Insert that saying about having to work twice as hard as a man to get half as much respect. Besides that, she also believes whatever she puts out into the world could somehow change things for the better :) It’s a little naive so she’d never tell people but. 

What are their manners like? Any habits?

Her manners are.. good? But she’s chatty and won’t shut up and says whatever is on her mind so

RELATIONSHIPS

Do they have any friends? Would they consider anyone to be their best friend?

She’s friends with almost everyone at Salieri’s (except Frank ig just because I couldn’t see them interacting much.. and Vinny..) and mostly just hangs out with them, she doesn’t really interact with other people anymore. Friend group that consists almost exclusively of italians <3 Her best friends are Olive and Sarah, maybe also Carlo since he always hangs around the bar too while the others are doing idk mafia things and plays cards with them :/ She’s friends with the other guys too though. Including Ralphie to some degree, she feels sorry that everyone makes fun of him... then laughs at whatever mean shit the others say about him and feels bad about it 😔

What’s their love life like? (See also: ship question meme.) Do they have any kids?

Oh you know 🙄 has a stupid little crush on Sam because she likes evil men i guess... idk what to say because there’s. A lot. They hold hands on her dads couch, get together like a year later because hes a freak etc. You know how it ends in canon but in the sexy superior au they get married in 1939/1940 something but nothing changes bc she was living in his crappy little italy apartment anyway :) also no kids god.. 

Who do they look up to? Who do they trust?

Hmmm mostly her parents. Yes her dad is a crooked doctor but she wants to be like that too... He ends up in prison in the canon timeline though :c  Also her late mother... she was an author (not a well-known one lmao) who died in the late 1910s :/  She trusts uhhh.. her dad and her friends I suppose.. her close friends. 

Who do they hate? Do they have any enemies?

She dislikes/hates a lot of random people because she’s petty but has no real enemies? Maybe Morello & his gang but just because everyone else does.. She has the exact same opinion on him as Salieri so whenever he talks shit she’s like “haha YEAH! >:(”... then he goes crazy in the end :/

Do they have any pets?

Yes, a cat :) his name is Louie

Are they good with kids? Animals?

With kids... yeah, to some degree? She’s the cool aunt who teaches kids swear words like “oh nuts” and tells them (child-friendly versions of) stories about her mafia friends but she’s not really someone who could take care of a child all day 🙄 Animals... yeah? She’s good with cats but probably nothing else

BACKGROUND

Where were they born? What was their childhood like?

She was born in Parlermo in the 1920s but her family moved to america when she was very young so she has no memory of her old home :/ They weren’t very well off in sicily and that didn’t change when they moved, her parents worked shitty jobs with low pay so they didn’t have much & lived in some ugly little apartment in little italy with their three kids... Lucia had to take care of her brothers most of the time because her parents both worked.. and was usually the one who had to beat the other kids’ asses when they got into trouble with any of them 😒 She spent most of the free time she had studying and doing things for school so she could get a proper job and wouldn’t end up like her parents or whatever

What’s their family like?

Her parents like I said are both from Sicily.. her dad is a mechanic and mostly worked in some little garage. The earning wasn’t that bad for the time but he made a few debts to the bank (and other people trying to pay those off) in the 1930s so you know :/ Her mom worked part-time in some random store lol.. they loved her obviously but they were very strict and had a billion expectations while also not really being around enough. They do support her trying to do well in school, mayyyyybe also going to college and all that but still expect her to get married instead of pursuing a career in the end so she can become a proper housewife 😒  She also has two younger brothers, Antonio and Frank.. they’re closer and like i said... Lucia is the cooler older sister who beats up the other kids who mess with them. They don’t have much lore but.. they exist..

What factions or organizations are they a part of? What ranks and titles do they hold?

None... idk.... empire bay library where she works in the late 40′s/early 50s :) she initially just works there as a librarian but becomes an archivist in 1950 something.

How do they fit into their “story”?

Just like Mia, she’s Vito & Joe’s friend from childhood.. dumb teenage antics that end after high school and they grow apart while Vito is in the army and Joe does... crime things. She’s just doing her own thing until the like 2 months where Vito isnt in prison.. where she has to drive his ass home after he & Joe robbed that one jewelry store :^) also they all meet up again in 1951, life is good for 3 months

Where do they currently live? What’s their place like?

Some crappy little apartment complex in Westside except her apartment looks nice 😌 it’s nothing fancy but it’s cozy and nice, lots of books lying around (there’s a system to it according to her), some old furniture mixed with new mid-century style ones. She has a little sunburst clock hanging there.

How do they eventually die?

Uhhh probably just of old age... in a swamp..

RELATIONSHIPS

Do they have any friends? Would they consider anyone to be their best friend?

Her childhood friend group that I mentioned, consisting of Vito, Joe and Mia :) They all lived in the same crappy neighborhood and went to school together.. Apparently Joe was the neighborhood bully whch is funny as hell to me but also. Lucia got into his “gang” when he picked on her little brother and she threatened to beat his ass.. meanwhile Vito actually had to do that to get into their group lmao. They met Mia like two years later in church and all became friends when Lucia helped her out in school 😳 She’d definitely consider Mia her best friend, they still hung out after their little friend group fell apart :(

She’s also friends with Giuliana and by association Henry (not really she just hears about him from like everyone)

What’s their friend group like? What role do they play in it?

godd obviously she wasn’t the one who started shit but she gladly went along with whatever stupid bullshit the others were doing. She’s supposed to be the responsible smart one or something but she’s not... she’s the one who causes more trouble to help the others somehow 😌 Shoplifting antics

She started being responsible after graduating high school when her parents told her to do something with her life so she’s like... “time to stop hanging out with criminals and focus on college...”. she really misses it though :(

What’s their love life like? (See also: ship question meme.) Do they have any kids?

Ahem.... she and Vito.... Childhood friends to lovers 😌 they were just friends in high school & she thought she’d never see him again after he got arrested but she does in 1945. Then he gets arrested again :)) Uhh she probably briefly dated a few people during that time but nothing ever came out of it. They get together in 1951 though but i cant talk about my mafia ships here or I’ll combust. They also probably have kids idk yet.. they look like kids people

Who do they look up to? Who do they trust?

She trusts..... her friends. and her brothers. Doesn’t really look up to her parents though because that’s exactly what she doesn’t want to be :(

Who do they hate? Do they have any enemies?

She doesn’t have any enemies she just hates some random people by association (the irish gang, some random mafia men she doesnt know)

Do they have any pets?

Two cats. Ocs by me owning cats cinematic universe

Are they good with kids? Animals?

Yes, she’s good with both :)

[sporadic-writer]

Welcome to the neighborhood

Warnings: swearing, mentions of drugs (just weed, I smoke responsibly sorry if reading about it bothers you), as always stop reading if you don't like it.

Note: idk which twin has the girlfriend, Sam or Harry. So let me know. Also, let me know who you guys want this to be about (Tom or Harrison). Another thing is that I wrote this before my country fully flushed itself down the shitter in chaos and injustice. So let’s all read this to escape a tad and for some metal rest. BLM!

The teaser I wrote to start is here

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"Yeah mom.. no I'm fine! Really! Haha promise! They tested me and told me since it's negative then they will add me into the adjusted hours group. They said I can get at least 2 full days a week in rotating with the other keepers. I just gotta fill some paperwork out first." You walked around your back deck and tended to plants while speaking on the phone to your mom back home in Iowa.

"Y/N are you sure? You being in another country during all this makes me so nervous. It's so easy to get sick sometimes." You rolled your eyes at the dramatics.

"I'm set here! I still have a job, a place to live thanks to Renee's husband, and no coronavirus. I'd say I'm alright." Talking to your mom despite her worries did put s smile on your face. The sun was shining and the air was finally not cold as hell in England. You finally felt settled now that you had more time to move into your new home. Your mother kept talking and soon got called that dinner was ready. "Ok mom love you too. Tell dad I said hi!"

After hanging up you looked for the head you noticed peaking at you earlier while you talked. There was nothing, but you did hear the guys who lived next door talking about your cousin's husband as 'old pool guy' and wanting to use the hot tub. It made you laugh and you made a mental note to find them later and invite them since they wanted to hang out so badly.

You didn't know much about them other than it was just guys. They all seemed to know each other for a while and at least 2 of them were brothers. That is all you gathered from some occasional eavesdropping. Downside of social distancing starting right after moving into the cute little place given as a congrats at your first real job. You never saw everyone's faces to distinguish each guy. Your cousin’s husband had the place outside London and never really lived there anymore, and rather than sell it he gave it to you. Easier than finding a shitty apartment with way too high rent. Plus, Renee would not let you say no. So you didn't. Thanks Xander!

After finishing checking the water level on the pool and tub to round out the to do list, you were about to go inside to finish new employment paperwork when a soccer ball got sent over into your yard. It came from the boy's yard. No time like the present to break the ice you thought as walked to get said ball.

Smiling and laughing to yourself you heard exclamations happening among the group of men. You popped your head up by standing on your deck railing and they looked to you. They apologized over nothing and you thought it was sweet. Plus, it was nice to actually get a proper look at their faces. You still didn't really know their names, but at least now they were coming over around 8 for hot tub time and drinks.

TIME SKIP

"Thanks for letting us come over! Though, sorry for talking about your family and place without even properly meeting you." The man speaking, Tom as you learned, smiled as you handed him a drink.

You shook your head in protest. "Really it's fine. This is my cousin Xander's place. I just got a job at the London zoo and this was a congrats gift. Sorta to take out the struggle of finding a shitty apartment. Plus, I've been busy over there so that's why you have not seen me much. Still working out my schedule, plus a virus." While talking you lifted the cover off the hot tub. "Now, I believe there was a purpose to this visit?"

"Despite my brother's lack of tact before, that wasn't why we actually wanted to hang out with you. We wanted to meet you as well." Tom's smile made you do the same in return. You looked to the guys on your deck and chuckled.

"Then why did you come in swim trunks if that wasn't the objective?" You caught them and knew it based off the blush on Harry's face. "I'm teasing. It's totally fine. You guys get comfy, jet buttons are on the side, I'm gonna change and grab some more beers and such." You let them be as you changed into your suit in your room. You made sure you were all set and presentable. It was quick and you put your hair in a pony tail while walking to your fridge. Grabbing some bottles you made your way back to the group.

Passing them around you spoke, "Sorry if these suck. I'm still figuring out which beers here I like. I had American ones but finished those. So I don't know fully what does and doesn't suck."

They took their bottles and Tuwaine smiled at you. "There are English equivalents I can tell you. Now I gotta ask, and don't take offense. But why does it smell like perfume and weed out here Y/N?"

"Yeah I smelled that too! Thought it was the chemicals from the tub or something.." The man learned to be Harrison looked at the hot tub he sat in in reference. You blushed at being caught. Eyes went wide slightly as well. Then you mentally scolded yourself after turning and seeing your ash tray and formally lit joint on the deck table.

"Haha yeah you caught me. The perfume is Chanel, put that on before you came, and the pot is well.. pot! Smoked that before you came... Y'all aren't narcs are you? If you're chill I'll share." You didn't need things to go sour first time hanging out with neighbors. You needed friends your age here outside of work!

Tom laughed and smiled. "Relax darling, it's fine." He watched you let out a breath of relief. None of them were ones to judge someone on what they do casually in their free time. "Maybe another time on the sharing though, I'm set. Just tell us about yourself."

"Well offer stands and I will finish that in a bit full disclosure. But me, 22, recently employed keeper at the London zoo, umm I'm from Boise, Idaho, mom and dad are back there, very easy going, and a big fan of nature and having fun! I got my degree from University of Wisconsin and this is my first time being overseas, only been to Canada in regards to international travel. Any specific questions?" They all took in your short backstory as you climbed in with them in the tub; instantly relaxing in the hot water, eyes closing as you drank your beer. Harrison was quickly taking in the details of your face. A few ear piercings, long eyelashes coated in pretty mascara, nice jewelry on too. He got the sense you were chill and put together. Plus, you seemed to know how to have a good time regardless of the situation.

"Boyfriend?" Harry's question led to a glare from his brother and a small smile from you.

You shook your head no. "Nope, we ended things a little before I moved here. Mutual thing, he is working on his masters back home. Even if I stayed that would've ended things because it becomes your whole world really."

"You have your masters?" Tom noticed you shaking your head no and listened as you explained you took a job here instead.

"I need money more than another degree. So I'm here kickin' it in a hot tub with 5 fun Brits instead!" Your smile was contagious to the guys. Soon more drinks were had and stories were shared. They all really took a liking to you. “Now tell me about yourselves!”

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I am gonna make this a series, length not decided. And for real let me know to have the main love interest be Tom or Harrison. I don’t care either way. 

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[ddaengyoonmin]

Part 2

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Warnings: attempted kidnapping, swearing, mentions of a knife,

Genre: idol!au, witches/wizards!au, royalty!au, (slightly one sided?soulmate!au...that’s all I can say without spoiling later chapters) Fluff, Angst, future smut.

Summary: Jimin has waited quite a lifetime to find his soulmate. He didn’t expect to find her at one of her concerts, and certainly didn’t expect her to be such a big Jungkook fan.

(Again: Thank you @heyitsayjayy for being such an amazing beta reader and friend 😭❤️ also another big thank you to @heyitsayjayy and @kingsuckjin for helping me brainstorm ideas for this)

Tag list: @superwholock36 @otomehideout-indecentconfessions

“Hey...You get the money though” A was trying to comfort you and doing quite a poor job of it. 

“Money doesn’t make this better A!” You sobbed into your pillow.  “That was the most humiliating thing I’d ever done in my life.  The way he looked at me...” You let out a small scream into the soft fabric. 

“I’m sorry y/n.  You don’t have to get so worked up about this though.” She spoke snobbily.  She sat  down next to you on the fluffy pink comforter on top of the bed that you lied on.  

“Get out.  I’m so sick of you always forcing me to do stuff like this for your entertainment.  Just cuz you have the money. And you know that I need it so badly? What kind of friend does that?  Are you having fun right now?” You snapped loudly. 

“Geeze y/n.  What the fuck.”A  huffed and walked to the door of your room. “You’re so lame.  I was getting bored of you anyway.” She shrugged and strutted out, slamming your house door on the way out.  

You released an unrestricted scream into the pillow.  This was hands down one of the worst days of your life.  The concert was ruined.  Your friendship was ruined. And-

You suddenly sat up and cocked your head to the side.  There was a soft mewing sounding outside, it sounded close. 

You stood up shakily and half wiped the tears from your eyes.  

The mewing continued, followed by a scratching noise, all originating from your front door. 

You opened up the door and looked down to see a small cream colored cat with beautifully groomed long fur.  

“Hi there buddy? What are you doing outside my door?” You chuckled lightly wiping the remainder of the wetness from your cheeks. 

The little cat scampered into your house and sat down, licking its paws like it was right at home. 

“Oh? Go ahead and make yourself comfortable I guess” You giggled, “Won’t someone be missing a pretty thing like you?”  You walked over and crouched down, petting its head as it leaned into your fingers, letting out a loud rumbling purr as you did. 

“I suppose you can stay here for the night if you’d like?” you scratched the cat under its chin and it let out an excited meow as if it could understand what you were saying. 

You went and grabbed a small, blue, plastic bowl from your kitchen cabinet and filled it with water, leaving it for the cat and shrugging at the weird moment.  ‘I guess I have a cat now’ You chuckled to yourself. 

You started to walk back to your room to go to bed, exhausted from the hellish day you’d just had. 

You heard the pitter-patter of little feet scampering to follow you.  You turned around and the cat was right on your heels.  It cocked its head to the side and let out another cute and tiny mew. 

“Well, I don’t see why you can’t join me.” You waved your hand, motioning for it to follow you into the room, and it did.  Close on your heels and then jumping onto your bed after you.  

You got settled in under the sheets and the cat curled up right next to your pillow, cutely resting its head on its front paws and letting out a series of purrs as you brought your hand to scratch it’s head once again.   

“I needed this tonight.  It’s been a rough day.  Thanks for not making me go through this alone” you whispered to the cat as its eyes fell heavy. “You don’t have fleas do you?” you added in an even softer whisper. 

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When you woke up you rolled over to check your phone and see if A had texted or called to apologize, you’d completely turned off your phone after the concert.  Nervous you’d get a call from Big Hit to give you a restraining order, it wasn’t something you felt you could handle in that  moment with the wounds still fresh. 

The cat was still sound asleep next to you, its long fur blowing majestically due to your ceiling fan. 

“Hey kitty kitty” your hoarse morning voice croaked out. 

You grabbed your phone off he nightside table.  Your heart sunk when you saw a text from an unknown number.  ‘Well here's the restraining order’ you thought. 

But instead it read something much different. 

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Hi, y/n.  This is Jimin...you know from BTS?  You left your number for Jungkook and I was wondering if you wanted to meet up with me some time to talk over some things.  Just say the word and I’ll send the limo over ;)   

Sincerely, 

   Cutie Sexy Lovely 

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What the hell?  What kind of prank was this? 

Jungkook must’ve tossed your number after the concert and some fan had picked it up and decided to mess with you.  You were NOT having that after the night you’d had. 

“Hey kitty, I think I’m gonna go pick you up some food and toys today.  If you really feel like sticking around you might as well feel at home huh?” You smiled as the cat rolled over onto its back and stretched. 

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The cat stayed with you for a few more days, and you’d taken to calling it Jellybean.  You even got it a little collar with its name on it.  It was a bit soon, and for all you knew it was someone else’s cat.  But, it was the perfect thing to take your mind off the loneliness of your best friend calling it quits with you. 

You’d heard BTS had decided to go on their first official break. You knew it had nothing to do with you but you couldn’t help but wonder about how sudden it was, and the timing of it happening the night after that concert.

During those days you’d gotten at least three more texts from that number claiming to be Jimin asking if you’d gotten the previous one.

After a week of Jellybean coming to live with you another text came in. 

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‘Can I call you?’

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You finally had enough with the prank texter and decided to reply.  You were curled up in bed in your sleep dress.  More like a far too big for yourself gray t-shirt that you liked to pass off as a nightgown.  You were the only one who saw yourself in it anyways. 

Jellybean was laying down by your feet relaxed and sleeping after a long day of doing the same exact thing in many other places around the house. 

Your fingers hit the letters on your phone screen roughly as you replied. 

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‘I’ve had enough of this.  I’m pretty sure I know how you got my number but the jokes getting old.  I know you aren’t Jimin. Haha, very funny.  Jokes over now.  Please stop texting me’

--

You sighed and set your phone on your nightstand only for it to instantly buzz. 

They just would not let up with this prank. 

--

‘If you let me call you I can prove that it’s me.  You know my voice right? What if I sang you a song you’ve never heard before.  Then would you believe me?’

--

While part of you was quite curious to see how the prank texter would pull that off, you decided to just once again ignore this person with too much time on their hands. 

You started to fall asleep, while staring at the poster of Jungkook still hanging on your wall.  Pretending that he had never said those things.  Knowing you could never explain it to him, but wishing you could, or that you could take it all back. 

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“This is her right?” a whispering voice sounded out in the dark. 

“Y/n, y/l/n.  This is the address for her.” a second voice answered.  

You were woken by a loud hissing from Jellybean. 

“Fuck.  Its that fucking cat!” A hooded figure was standing in the corner of your room yelling down at Jellybean who was tearing at the cloak attempting to attack. 

“God damnit.  She’s awake! I didn’t know the goddamn cat would be here.  Of COURSE they sent him.” Figure two yelled out. “Get her now and shake that annoying thing off of you” 

You felt like you wanted to scream but you couldn’t get the sound out.  Your throat burned and felt dry.  Your body was frozen and you felt an ice cold chill run down your spine.  You’d had a nightmare like this a few times.  But this seemed much more real. 

One of the hooded figures reached out to grab you, attempting to lift you off the bed. 

The chill running down your spine started to turn into a fiery flame of fear. 

You wanted to scream out NO! It rang out in your head on repeat.  You clenched your eyes shut wondering what in the world these people wanted with you, or what they planned on doing to you. 

At that moment something like a bolt of electricity seemed to light up the room.  Figure one dropped you onto the bed and let out a loud shriek. 

“She’s…” Figure two muttered. “We’ve gotta get out of here.  We weren’t prepared for this. Fuck.  No one told me she was a...HEY get ahold of yourself”

Figure one was huddled in the corner rubbing their hands up and down their arms and wailing. 

“Lets go” figure two hissed, grabbing figure one by the hand.  Almost instantly they had disappeared in a puff of smoke. 

‘What...the actual fuck’ your eyes were stuck wide and terrified.  You felt yourself regaining movement and you shot up out of bed to go grab Jellybean.  But you couldn’t find your companion cat anywhere.  You were now worried that those fuckers scared it off, or worse…

You searched everywhere around the house, double checking all of your windows and doors, making sure they were locked as you went on your way. 

“Jellybean, the scary people are gone come get your treats!” you called out shaking a bag of the salmon treats Jellybean had loved best. 

What the hell was that electricity that made the kidnapper drop you? Was it you? It couldn’t have been.  You shook away the thought. 

“JELLYBEAN!” you cried out in a sob.  In your panic filled state you realize that maybe you should be calling the police instead of looking for your cat.  Yet, Jellybeans disappearance was much more on the top of your list at the moment.  You’d report this once your cat was safe and sound. 

After a few more minutes of crying and searching, a knock sounded out on the door. 

You froze in place.  Were they back? More prepared now to finish the job? Whatever that was…

You slowly tried to move your feet towards the door.  A few more knocks and loud shouts were on the other side of the door.  

You grabbed a kitchen knife on your way, holding it out in front of your body as you swung open the door. Closing your eyes you started wildly slashing the knife around. 

“WOAH!” yelled a voice

“Hey no no no.  We aren’t here to hurt you y/n” A familiar voice spoke calmly.  Actually the first voice was familiar as well. 

You opened your eyes to see seven men in matching black hoodies and masks over their mouth and nose standing before you. 

It was them…