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Jacob Black x mate/imprint!reader first rut hcs

wc: 1.9k

genre: smut, tooth rotting fluff, werewolf heat/monsterfucking ig

pairing: Jacob x imprint!reader (afab, no pronouns)

warnings: general werewolfy stuff, awkward heat/rut talks, BIGASS breeding king, Jake can smell when you're ovulating, Jake is posessive and clingy and adorable and hot, knots, oral (reader recieving), face down ass up position, biting and hickeys, scenting, a ton of creampies, cum plugging, growling/primal kink??, aftercare

summary: Jacob is the best boyfriend you've ever had, so when he tells you there's a little problem he's going to need help with soon, you're more than happy to help him out with it

a/n: starting to write my first actual original book today and I am so stoaked!!!!!! wish me luck uwu I think yall are really really gonna like it and I'm super excited ksflkjslkjs

also I'm adding people who asked to be tagged for a/b/o and omegaverse content bc it's in the same ballpark imo

tags @yesv01 @magcon7280 @yelenabel0vaswife @lizziebitch33 @sunshineangel-reads @inthehoneymoonwithconnorrk800 @demirunner @almostjollypizza @fictionalcomfortss @thatawkwardlittlefangirl @urmum-xoxo @raajali3 @Ronnasey @lubsana @demirunner @legramilis @girlfriendwhoseawitch

As with all nsfw works all characters are aged up to 18+

That being said, let’s get into it

Bc oh BOY is this one a doozy

You and Jake fell in love at first sight

You met by chance

He helped you when you had car trouble and the chemistry was instant and the rest was history

What actually happened is that Jake could smell you from like a full mile away

He was so drawn to you

Then he could smell you starting to panic, and he knew he had to make sure you were okay

So he appeared out of nowhere in his human form right when you needed him most

You were so relieved that someone was there to help you, especially someone so good with cars

And especially especially someone so hot and friendly and charismatic and attentive

From jump street, Jake obviously liked you a lot

So you couldn’t turn down his offers to get coffee and lunch and show you around town

He was relieved you didn’t turn him down either, because what you saw as Jake flirting with you was actually him imprinting on you

You’re not a wolf

You’re not aware of the supernatural world at all, as far as he knows

So he’s basically just been spending as much time as he possibly can with you

Imprint bonds are strong as fuck

So for both physiological and psychological AND emotional reasons

He needs to spend as much time with you as possible

And you want to spend time with him too

Not to the wolf extent

But still

There’s only one problem

You’ve been together for three amazing whirlwind weeks

And you already feel like you’ve known each other for your whole lives

He can tell that even though you’re not a wolf, you can feel the bond between you too

You might not know what it is, but you know that it’s there

Everything is happening so fast, but it doesn’t give you a bad gut feeling

Or any red flags

Like anywhere

You’re starting to wonder if maybe this is the true love fairytale romance you had always hoped for

That maybe soulmates are real

And you found yours

And Jacob feels the exact same way

He’s given it a lot of thought, and he really believes that even if he hadn’t imprinted he would still like you more than he’s liked anyone before

He could go on for days about how amazing you are, and he’s determined not to let anything come between you

Not to let anything sabotage this beautiful love, this bond between you

But the only problem is that the full moon is getting closer and closer

And it’s the first full moon since he imprinted on you

Not all imprints are romantic in nature, but this one definitely is

Which means now since he has a mate, he’s going to start getting his rut

And he has to spend it with you, which means he has to explain it to you

Which means it’s finally time for the most awkward conversation of his life

He’s not scared to tell you he’s a werewolf

But he is scared to tell you that you’re starting to smell so good he gets hard when you’re not even in the room

That his feral wolf brain is taking over, and all he’s been able to think about for the last 48 hours is filling you up

Stuffing you full of his seed and knotting you nice and tight to keep it all in place while he gets you irrefutably pregnant, all nice and full and round with a big litter of pups

And it’s getting worse

His thoughts are straying more and he knows he’s running out of time to explain that he’s either going to need to be chained to a tree or inside of you for anywhere from 24 to 96 hours

And since it’s his first rut since finding you, it’s almost definitely going to be longer, closer to four days than not

He’s over at your place like he has been for the last week or so, and he decides to talk to you about it when

He thinks he can handle this

He totally thinks he can handle this

Then you step out of the shower, and you smell all sweet and fresh and extra you

He sighs wistfully, realizing how much harder this is going to be

“C’mere for a sec, I want to talk to you…”

He trails off, pulling you onto his lap

He can sense that you’re worried, that you want to make sure he’s okay

And it makes him blush

He giggles, burying his face in your neck for a moment

You’re worried about him

Eventually he bites the bullet and confesses everything

You actually take it surprisingly well

He can tell you don’t fully believe him yet, but you don’t seem freaked out

“There is… one other thing…”

He manages to get through the mates and heats and ruts talk without dying of embarrassment

But he does start to get distracted part of the way through

Like really distracted

He snaps out of it for a few moments when he trails off after part of an explanation, and you chuckle, resting your hand on his cheek

“Even if you weren’t a werewolf, I would still be down to spend all weekend together.”

His stomach flips as he realizes what you’re saying

“So-”

“I’d be happy to help you through your heat or rut or whatever it’s called.”

His stomach flips when you say that

He genuinely didn't think he could get more attracted to you, then you say that

And then, something else happens

“I’m so glad!” he smiles, beginning to ramble again, “and if you want to stop, or if I’m too rough, or if it’s too much, just tell me to, uh…”

You’re already agreeing, and promise you will as he tries to regain his train of thought

His eyes get kind of distracted, and he leans closer to you, sniffing

He buries his face in your neck and takes a few big, deep breaths

It makes you giggle until he pulls away and looks at you more intensely than he ever has

His pupils are dilated and he’s laser focused on you

“Are you ovulating?”

You check your cycle tracking app and yeah

Yeah you’re supposed to be ovulating today

He sniffs you again, shoving his face into your neck

His grip on your waist gets tighter and you can feel him getting hard below you

Your eyes widen when it just keeps growing and growing

He pants against your neck, breathing in your scent and starting to grind against you, moving your hips against his

You lose yourself for a moment before remembering what he asked you a moment ago

“Wait- how did you know that?”

“Could smell it,” he mutters into your skin, rocking your hips harder against his and growling into your ear

“I… I think it’s starting, I need- I need to… I need to get you out of these clothes.”

He picks you up and tears your pajamas off in a blur

He carries you into your bedroom, laying you face down on your soft duvet

His breath is heavy he manhandles you into a more comfortable position, and you can hear him tearing his clothes off behind you just as quick

His big hands grab your hips, finally pulling down your panties

They stick to your soaked cunt, and send a fresh wave of your pheromones swirling intoxicatingly through the air around him

You hear him let out a shuddering sigh, then suddenly feel warm breath against your soft folds

You let out a noise as he licks you, nuzzling into your cunt, before pulling back and spitting on it

He pokes and prods you with his tongue, working it further inside you as his fingers come up to play with your clit

Werewolf saliva has healing properties and can increase elasticity during heats and ruts, so it’s a pretty common practice

His hands and mouth feel so good, you’re not complaining

He makes you cum twice on his tongue before deciding you’re stretched out enough to take him

You feel him move behind you and grab your hips, pulling them back to meet his

This energy (it’s the horny wojak thinking about getting railed meme)

His breathing is heavy as he pushes in slowly

“Tell me if it’s too much. Promise you’ll tell me angel, okay?”

You nod and manage to choke out that you will

Once you do that, it’s game over

The last amounts of self restraint Jacob possessed fade away as he completely loses himself in you

He starts thrusting into you at a brutal pace

He manhandles you, moving your body and positioning you closer to him

The next two or three days are going to be a hazy blur of cum and love bites and feeling the bulge of his knot and cock in your stomach

That’s all you’ll really be able to remember in your fucked out state

When he goes into heat, he’s already gonna be really fucking feral and primal

But when he goes into heat with you for the first time????

Oh my fucking god

It really is a good think werewolf spit can stretch you out, bc there’s no way you’d be able to take his cock, much less his knot otherwise

He grabs onto you so tight and possessive, completely pinning you down with his body weight

You could not wiggle out of his grip if you tried

He makes you cum two or three times in the first few minutes, so you know this is going to be a long, overstimulating night

But GOD everything he does feels so overwhelmingly good

He bites your neck, licking and rubbing against you to scent you even more aggressively

So expect to be covered in hickeys and love bites too

Oh my god the noises this man makes??????

Jesus fucking christ

Moaning, panting, growling right in your ear

You can’t get enough

Because you’re extra stretchy from his prep, the stretch of his knot filling you up more than you could imagine feels so incredible

He’s probably going to knot you at least twice before you’re both ready to pass out

Once you’re a quivering fucked out mess that’s literally dripping cum out of you, he’ll pull out very reluctantly

Then you hear a drawer open, and he grabs something

He pushes a toy inside you to keep as much of his cum in there as possible while he goes to get you guys water and snacks

Once he’s back he’ll absolutely feed you

He’s overwhelmed with instincts to take care of you, so of course he’s going to feed you

One thing about Jacob is he will keep you fed and bred

And you really can’t complain

He’s so loving and attentive and speaks to you so sweetly, peppering kisses across your face and telling you how good you’re doing

After that he’ll take the toy out and slide himself back in

Then pull you into his warm chest for the coziest heaviest most sticky restful nap you’ve ever taken in your entire life

Once you’re both up later, expect to do the whole thing over again

And again, and again

Cause that’s pretty much all you’ll be doing for the next three days

And you can promise this is not the last rut you’ll help him out with

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feeling-pushy · 7 months

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The Day The World Ended

(a fanfic of ocs that I post about on my BlueSky account. fallow me there if yall want all the pictures and other details that I share on there.)

This is prelude to the story of one of my ocs Montanha and what leads him to making the choices he dose and winds up being a pregnant trans man in an apocalypse UwU.

Also please forgive any grammar/spelling mistakes, I comb over these things multiple times and yet I always miss a couple of things :p

He couldn’t help but let out a yawn as he walked threw the small parking lot, stretching out his back and arms to shake off the fatigue. He may have stayed up too late again, he couldn’t help it, once he got into bed he always tells himself he’d watch one or two of those restoration videos.

But always he’d end up not just watching a guy restore an old gumball machine, but a ps1 as well, then the suggestion feed will suggest his favorite craftier restoring squishes and well, those are usually short. Next thing he knows it’s almost one in the morning and he’s got five hours till he gotta wake up for work. So, he had no one to blame but himself. And the YouTube algorithm.

Well, whatever, that was what the coffee was for, he thought as he chugged the warm cup as he stepped inside and headed for the backroom to hang up his jacket. Now his obnoxious red work shirt stands front and center, though it did compliment the orangish brown of his skin which was nice at least. The stores logo sat over the left breast side, while his name ‘Montanha’ on the right. Clocking in on the digital timecard he heads for the loading zone to see what needs to be moved.

There were already two other employees back there and the three of them quickly coordinated and started moving stuff around. First thing Montanha moved was some big bags of feed, loading about twelve onto one of the platform dolly’s before heading inside to the store to taking them to the right aisle, two more than the regulation ten, but he was strong enough to handle the extra weight. Helps him get his work done faster.

As he was moving stuff he did get stopped by a costumer, some old lady who smiled at him sweetly, “excuse me hon, would you help me reach something off the top shelf?”

“Yes ma’am I sure can.” He says fallowing her to the shelf in question. Naturally, the thing she wanted was at the top, but Montanha grabbed it with ease, barely having to stretch to get at it.

“Oh thank you’ the lady said as Montanha handed her the item, ‘you really are quite an impressive height young man. How tall are you?”

“Six eight ma’am.”

“Oh! That’s quite tall!”

“Yep, makes finding jeans a hassle, but I manage.” He jokes.

“Well, you have yourself a good day hon.”

Montanha smiled and told her to have herself a good afternoon before she puttered off and he went back to loading heavy containers on a shelf. He did honestly enjoy taking a minute to help people and talk to the older folks that come into the store. Lot of old farmers and their wives, or gardeners. They were always impressed by his height and were always kind, even the grumpier ones, though that may have been because they were slightly intimidated despite his best efforts to come off as friendly.

Still, that was always why he tried to get the loading and unloading done quickly. Because if he did he could just walk around the store and help folks or go to the front and chat it up with his co-worker manning the registers. So, he doubled his pace to get that all done.

By noon he had gotten all the shelves stocked and deliveries loaded on the trucks so he was currently talking with the two people in the front. The one he was more familiar with was Steven who was around his age, and though they never hung out outside of work they kept saying they would, eventually. The other was a girl named Rosie, she was pretty new to the job and was still in high school if he remembered correctly.

“Hey so what’s your plans for the week?” Steven asks, since there was no one around he was fucking around with the conveyor belt and moving a packet of mint gum down the thing, before placing it back at the beginning and doing it again.

“Hmm I donno, I got Wednesday off this week so I might go out? Or I might veg.” Montanha replied just watching Steven continued to fuck around with the gum. He glanced over at Rosie, “what about you?”

“I got school…” she sighed, she rubbed at her freckled face trying to wipe away the fatigue.

“Fuckin rip man, school’s always a bummer.’ Steven says, ‘glad I don’t gotta do that shit anymore.”

“I’ll second that.” Montanha says as they both high five.

“Well at least I still got summer vacations.” Both men both physically recoil at her harsh but true words. Both felt the ache of longing for those bygone summer vacations.

They all interrupted when they hear someone clear their throat, making the three turn their heads to see their manager Pam. She was just a picture-perfect example what happens when a Karen became a manager, an absolute pain.

“I don’t believe I pay you three to chit chat.’ She looks at Steven and Rosie, ‘if you’re not checking out customers. Then you should be cleaning your stations.” Rosie was quick to start cleaning, which did appease the dragon, but she still gave a fiery look to Montanha, “And what should you be doing right now?”

“Well, I already did all the moving, and theirs currently three customers in the store and I’ve already helped them. So, you tell me.” He said his tone challenging.

He knew he shouldn’t be poking the bear, but he just really didn’t like her, so was always more willing, if not happy to, butt heads with her. Consequences be damned. Besides any task she gives him he can get it done in a flash and be back to shoot the shit before she could blink.

“Well if you’re looking for something to do, why don’t you go mop the floors?” she smirked.

“Course ma’am.”

“And if you are done in less than two hours I’m making you do it all over again because you obviously didn’t do it correctly.” She snips, Montanha just rolled his eyes headed for the supply closet. As he passed the front of the store he stopped for a moment.

There were quite a few cars heading out today, so much so that there was a bit of a line forming, not yet bumper to bumper traffic but enough for it to be obvious that a lot of people were making a quick exit from the city. With the store being on the outskirts this was not a regular occurrence and made Montanha give pause. Montanha furrowed his brows as he felt some form of ominous tenson.

“Get going Montanha! You wanted something to do now go do it!” Pam yelled at him from across the store, knocking him out of his trance. Refocusing him back onto the task at hand.

As the next two hours passed, the steady stream of cars leaving the city dwindled. Returning to more normal but still pretty frequent trickle of cars speeding by. But still the air was charged with an odd tension, a palpable sense of unease that Montanha couldn't quite pinpoint.

As Montanha continued to clean the floor, he saw that one of the few customers that were in the store received a phone call. Their words starting off bright, but quickly becoming hushed as the customer's expression shifted to one of sudden alarm. In a swift, almost instinctive motion, they dropped everything they were holding—tools, supplies, even their phone—and headed for the door without uttering a single word.

The abruptness of the scene left Montanha and two other customers who were close by to witness it to look at each other in confusion. Turning to the two customers, an older couple that regularly came around named Jon and June and gave them smile to help shake off his unease. "That was kind of weird, don't you think? What got his trousers?" he joked halfheartedly.

“Yes certainly odd… And what a rude young man, leaving his stuff on the floor. I swear young kids these days think the working class are their personal butlers!” The Jon grunts, bending over to pick some stuff up. “Here, let me get that. Didn’t you recently throw out your back? You shouldn’t be picking nothing up!” Montanha says quickly coming over to take the stuff from the old man.

As he engaged in conversation with Jon about his back and fussed with him about lifting heavy things at his age, June's phone rang as well. The elderly woman picked it up and began to chat about something, and though he didn’t hear the specifics, but he did see as her face turned pale, a stark contrast to the usual color of her charmingly overly rouged features. She urgently interrupted the conversation.

"Montanha," she said in a hushed tone, "you need to tell people to get out of the store. Something's not right." The urgency in her words sent a chill down Montanha's spine, he looked at her with concern, "What's wrong, June?"

June, her eyes filled with concern, replied, "I'm not sure, but something's happening in the city. People are evacuating." Montanha furrowed his brow, puzzled. "That doesn't make any sense. There hasn't been any sort of emergency announcement on the radio in the store or on our phones or anything…"

Still, something just didn’t sit right with him, all those cars earlier in the afternoon, the urgency in June’s voice, the person who earlier exited the store in a rush, it just felt all wrong to him. So, despite the lack of official confirmation, Montanha decided to trust his instincts. With little hesitation he headed for the store's PA system. Taking a deep breath, he spoke into the microphone, "Attention, everyone. We've been advised to evacuate the store. Please make your way to the exits calmly and quickly." he says, keeping his voice calm and even, trying to sound official.

Hearing this the few people here began to leave the store, including Jon and June, who gave him a look that wished him good luck. Pam emerged and approached him with a pissed expression, "What the hell are you doing, Montanha?" she demanded. Steven and Rosie joined the scene, curious to see what was happening.

"I heard the city is evacuating. Jon and June got a call saying we should leave."

“Who the hell is- oh, never mind that! Of all the stupid stunts you’ve pulled this one takes the cake! You better give me a good reason why I don’t fire you right now.”

“Look, I don’t know what happening either. But I heard there’s an evacuation happening, so I think it’s better to be safe than sorry.”

Pam crossed her arms, skepticism written all over her face. "I didn't hear any official emergency announcement. We can't just shut down the store without proper confirmation."

“Are you serious??”

The tension escalated as Montanha and Pam started to argue about the legitimacy of the emergency. As they bickered at each other Rosie began to grow increasingly anxious. Suddenly she pipes up interrupting their argument, "I-I think I need to go. I have to get to my parents."

Pam, maintaining her position, asserted, "No, you can't leave. You're still on the clock." Montanha, seeing how distressed Rosie looked, interjected, "Pam, come on! If something serious is happening, she should be with her family. We can't just ignore that."

Pam shot back, "Montanha, we can't shut down the store based on hearsay. We need official confirmation. For all I know this is just some little prank you’re pulling just to piss me off!"

Rosie, near tears, looks at Pam, "I don't care if it's a prank! I-I just want to go home!"

Pam, unmoved, insisted, "Rules are rules. You’re staying, unless you want to get fired. Besides you’re parents dropped you off here, so you can’t even go anywhere." She points out.

Rosie big brown eyes were full of tears and she was shaking, on the verge of crying. It broke Montanha’s heart to see her like that. He looked at Pam, “Then let me take her home Pam. I’ll work double shift; I’ll work on Wednesday this week and I’ll scrub this store top to bottom. Just let me make sure she gets home safe with her parents.” Montanha’s voice become soft as he asked her earnestly.

They locked eyes for a moment, Pam’s seeming to look for some sort of alternative motive in his, but finding nothing, Pam stoney disposition wavers and she gives in with a sigh. “Fine. Take her home… But I expect you back at this store to finish your shift and you’ll bet I’ll have an extensive list of things for you to do when you do.”

Montanha gives her a appreciative smile, she wasn’t as much of a jerk as he thought, “Thank you.” Pam just waves him off, “Just get going, before I change my mind.” Montanha nods and looks at Rosie, “Let’s go grab our coats.”

Heading out of the store, Montanha opens takes out his phone, “hopefully the buses hasn’t been shut down yet, our it’s gonna be one hell of a walk.” Rosie puts her hands in her hoodie pockets, the green of it complimenting her long red hair, and gives him a small smile, “thank you, for doing this for me…” Montanha smiles back at her, “hey it’s no problem, you’re still pretty much a kid, so you shouldn’t have to put up with bullshit during a potential emergency.”

“Hey, I’m no kid! I’m sixteen!”

“Ha, yeah, no. You’re a fuckin baby kid, sorry. Talk to me again when you’re twenty-one.”

Rosie looked like she swallowed a warhead as she pouted at him, “yeah like I’d still want to hang with your old ass at twenty-one. If you’re not in the grave by then grandpa.” She snips back after a moment. Some sharp words for sure, though they didn’t really affect him, as Montanha just chuckled in amusement, “Hey, just cause it’s true. Don’t mean it don’t hurt.” He jokes.

“Whatever. Can we go now?”

“Sure thing.”

Heading for the nearest bus station the two of them walked down the road, seemed like nobody was around, no cars or people or anything. Still the two of them walked by the side of the road. Rosie fiddling with a rose shaped necklace she was wearing, bored, fifteen minutes into the walk Montanha got a thought and looked to Rosie, “hey, why haven’t you called your parents yet? Maybe you should tell them you’re coming? Maybe they can meet us halfway and come pick you up?”

“Don’t gotta phone.” Rosie simply says. Montanha blinks in surprise, “seriously?”

Rosie quickly became defensive at that as her face flushed in embarrassment, “Yeah? and you don’t got a car, or else we’d be riding in it right now.” She points out. Once again Montanha physically recoils at her harsh but true words, “touché.”

“Yeah, I’m literally the only teenager in this damn city who doesn’t have a phone, it’s such a buzz kill, they said I couldn’t get one till I was eighteen!” Rosie complains, Montanha just lets out a long, annoyed sigh, but he then thinks for a moment and perks back up, “Oh, well then how about you use my phone? You can call them on this right?”

“Oh, yeah I can do that.” Montanha hands Rosie his phone and she punches in some numbers before holding it up to her ear. She stands there for a moment before frowning, “went to voicemail. Hold on let me call my mom then…” she repeats her actions, but again, after a long pause she frowns, “still nothing…”

“Maybe leave them a voice message then? They might be busy cause of whatever’s going on. I’m sure they’ll call back if they know it’s from you.” Montanha suggests.

Rosie nods and calls back one of the numbers again, after a moment she speaks, “Hello? Dad? It’s me Rosie. I’m calling you from a friends phone, I heard there was something going on in the city? I’m trying to head back home now. When you get this message please call be back at this number ok? I’ll be with my friend until then. Love you, bye.” She then ends the message and hands her phone over to Montanha, “thanks again…”

“Like I said, it’s no problem.’ As he says that they finally arrive at the bus station, but it already looked abandoned, ‘… Whelp. Looks like we’re going to have to walk to your place.”

Rosie lets out a loud groan.

Having no choice, the two begin their trek threw the streets, Montanha periodically checked his phone to ensure they were still on the right path. After a while, Montanha mused aloud, "You know, I can't read a real map to save my life. Always had to rely on GPS." Rosie, glancing at him, playful shrugged, "Does anyone even know how to read a map these days?" Montanha chuckled, "Probably just the old folks."

Their steps echoed softly against the pavement as they continued through the city streets, absorbed in small idle chit chat. The usual hum of activity that filled the air seemed oddly absent, and they tried to pay little heed to it at first. But with each empty street they passed, the sense of isolation deepened as their voices carry farther out in the stillness, echoing off the silent buildings.

It shouldn’t have been a surprise to them that the city would be empty during an evacuation, but the two of them never truly expected to realize just how empty, empty would be. As they rounded a corner, the city stretched out before them, a ghostly expanse devoid of life. Rosie hugs her arms as she walked just a bit closer to Montanha, “Man, feels weird to see the city like this…”

“Yeah… But it’s kinda neat too. Makes me think we’re in “I Am Legend” in New York city.’ Rosie gives him a puzzled look, ‘you know? The one with Will Smith?”

“… You mean the guy that slapped that one comedian at the Oscars?”

“Oh my god…”

“What?? I’ve never seen that guy before! Was he in movies??”

“Yes he was in movies! A lot of them! He even was on a tv show, called “The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.” Guy is literally a staple!” Montanha exclaims throwing his hands up.

“Well has he been in anything recently?” Rosie asks, Montanha opens his mouth for a moment, but then quickly shuts it as he starts to think. His brows furrowed and he runs his finger threw his messy, short, messy, brown locks, “uhhh… The live action Aladdin..?”

“Oh ew. The live action Aladdin sucked.” Rosie says scrunching her face. Montanha cringes slightly, “yeah I’m starting to realize it’s been a while since I’ve seen him in anything good…”

The conversation continued on like this, thankfully distracting them from the eeriness of the once familiar, but now empty streets as it cast it’s long shadows over them.

About halfway to their destination Montanha and Rosie decided to take a breather. They had been walking for quite a while and Rosie appeared visibly exhausted.

Montanha on the other hand, thanks to his more active lifestyle, had a considerable amount of stamina and showed little signs of exhaustion. So he was more concerned for Rosie as she sat on the curb of the streets and rubbed her legs a little, noticing she was still fatigue even after then minutes of catching her breath, “hey you doing alright?”

“Yeah… this is just, a lot, I mean I’ve hiked with my parents and stuff but we’ve been walking like what? Almost two hours nonstop? It’s making my legs a bit sore…” She says as she starts to gently stretch out her legs. "Hey, how about I carry you for a bit? I'm tall, and you're on the smaller side. It would give you a chance to rest a bit longer."

Initially reluctant, Rosie eventually agreed, and Montanha squatted down for her to get on his back for a piggyback ride. Once she was situated Montanha stood back up with extreme ease and started to walk. Rosie, taken aback by his strength as well as high up she now was, couldn't help but comment, "Whoa, you're freakishly strong and tall. How did you get to be this way?"

Montanha stopped for a beat, but then continued on as he chuckled, "Lotta strength and stamina training. Plus, genetics I guess. I’m just… Lucky, I suppose." He says trying to keep his tone casual despite a small strain in it, something that Rosie didn’t seem to pick on as she seemed satisfied with that answer.

With Rosie on his shoulders, Montanha continued to walk and listen to her as she started to talk about nothing in particular. But even as he listened, his mind couldn’t help but linger on her question, a dark look Rosie couldn’t see crossing his features as memories started to surface. But he didn’t let that effect his stride as he continued their trek forward.

Montanha carried her for about a half hour before Rosie told him she was good to walk again, so he let her down and once again they both continued on foot. Once again they chatted about nothing in particular, as the city landscape slowly turned into a more suburban area, with nice houses and a park or two. Rosie shared some things about herself, favorite classes, what she thought about certain classmates. Montanha was content to listen, cracking occasional jokes.

Looking at his GPS again he made a sigh of relief, “looks like were only about half an hour till we get to your place.” Rosie also felt relieved, "Oh thank god! I'm so freakin' hungry and thirsty from all this walking." Montanha couldn't help but agree.

Just then a ringing cuts threw the air and the two of them almost jump out of their skin, instinctually Montanha reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out his phone. The screen was alight and the message “Unknown Number” flashed across it. “Oh! That might be my parents!!” Rosie says her face lighting up with joy, Montanha was quick to hand her the phone and Rosie was quicker to answer it.

“Hello? Mom? Dad??”

. . .

“Dad! Oh, thank God-ness! Thank goodness it’s you! Where are you right now? Did you and mom evacuate the city??”

. . .

“I’m actually kinda close to the high school, I’m about a half an hour from home.”

. . .

“Ok, where do you want me to meet you?”

. . .

“The crossroad between Skyway Drive and Alkali Creek Road? ok hold on.’ She pulls the phone away from her ear so she could put in the address, she smiled as she placed the phone to her ear again, ‘ok I got it put in the GPS, it says it’s also about a half an hour away. Will you wait for me there?”

. . .

“Yeah, ok… I love you dad.” Listening to the other end she furrows her brows for a moment, but then smiles as she hangs up. She then hands the phone back to Montanha. “So what’s the plan then?”

“They said their just outside town. Says their not allowed to come back in yet, so we gotta meet them there, I got the address put in though so we should be fine.” Montanha scrunched his nose, “Their not allowed in? Did they say why..?”

“Uh… I didn’t ask.” She sheepishly replies, he just let out a hum. For some reason he was getting another bad feeling about the situation. But he might just be paranoid, besides , she knew her parents better than anyone else.

“Anyways! I’ll totally ask my parents to treat you to some dinner or something when we get there, you’ve been a really big help so I bet they will!” Montanha chuckled, “Well I’m gonna hold you too that, cause I am craving a burger right about now…”

“Ugh me too! Lets go!” Rosie says there was a renewed skip in her step as he practically led the way. Montanha smiled at this, he was glad he could help her reunite with her parents.

Had this been a practical journey? Probably not. In hindsight Montanha may have gotten swept up in the moment when he decided to leave with Rosie. They should’ve just stayed at work and called her parents there. But something had just told him they needed to get out of that store. A feeling that he once again had to push down, wanting to trust the kid. So only with slight hesitation he fallowed her down the road.

Rosie's excitement radiated throughout the rest of the walk as she eagerly went forward, anticipating their arrival. Montanha couldn't help but find her enthusiasm contagious, and he chuckled, likening her to a child eagerly awaiting Christmas day or walking through Disneyland.

To pass the time Montanha asked a few more questions about Rosie. It was then he learned she liked to sing. “oh that’s cool, what kind of music do you like?”

“Oh, all kinds, though I like acoustic covers of songs. Cause then I can try to learn them on my guitar.” Rosie says nonchalantly.

“Shit you play guitar too?”

“Yeah, a little bit.”

“Could I hear a bit of what yah got? No pressure if you don’t.” Rosie grins, “Yeah! I’m always down to sing, honestly I’d sing all the time if people didn’t find it obnoxious.”

“Well I love some good music, so let’s hear it.”

She grinned again before taking a minute to think of a suitable song, she eventually she settled on something as she began to preform her little piece. Her voice was soft and high, it was actually quite beautiful. “You look like an angel. Walk like an angel. Talk like an angel. But I got wise. You're the devil in disguise. Oh, yes, you are, devil in disguise. Oooo.”

Montanha was surprised by the choice of song but it made him grin as she continued. She, seemed to get more into it as her steps became a bit floaty and carefree. Her eyes closed. “I thought that I was in heaven. But I was sure surprised. Heaven help me, I didn't see. The devil in your eyes.”

She turned to him, eyes bright and her smile so big it even carried in her words, “You're the devil in disguise. Oh, yes, you are, devil in disguise. Mmhmm hmmm, devil in disguise. Oh, yes, you are! Devil in disguise, mmhmm hmmm. Devil in disguise.”

Montanha couldn’t help but give her a small round of applause as she finished, “wow, that was quite impressive.” A shy look crossed her face, “Yeah? You think so?”

“Hell yeah kid. Though I am surprised you know Elvis.”

“Uh, who doesn’t know Elvis?”

“Says the girl who didn’t know who Will Smith was.” Rosie rolls her eyes at that, “is it a crime for me to not be as into movies as you seem to be?”

“ Yes. It’s possibly one of the worse offences on earth.” Rose puts a hand on her hip, “Oh yeah? Worse than murder?”

“Oh, for sure.” Montanha states, but he couldn’t even look serious as he gave her a goofy grin. Rosie lets out a sudden laugh and upon seeing that Montanha can’t help but laugh too. Both of them tittering and snickering at the silliness of it all.

The moment soon shifted as they noticed they were close to their destination. About ten feet or so they could see two figures in the distance. Rosie face lights up at the sight and she starts to bounce on her feet "It's them!" She cheers as she goes running for them. Montanha quickly fallows her, not wanting her to go over there alone, suddenly afraid to leave her alone.

Throwing her arms up she barreled into the arms of her parents who embraced her as tears started to form in her eyes. “Mom! Dad! I missed you!” Montanha stood nearby as he witnessed the reunion. Still something gnawed at him, this was supposed to be a happy moment, so then… why did it feel wrong…?

After a moment, Rosie turned to Montanha, her eyes sparkling with gratitude. "Mom, Dad, this is my friend from my job. He walked me all the way over here." she says introducing him to her parents. Rosie’s father looked at him, “thank you for bringing her here.”

Montanha nodded politely before offering his hand to him, “I’m Montanha, it’s nice to meet you sir, Rosie is a sweet kid and a good co-worker.” The father just looked at Montanha's hand as he held it out, but he did not attempt to grab it. After a moment Montanha dropped it with a furrowed brow. Rosie’s mother looked to Rosie with a pleasant smile, “Lets go home now dear.”

“Oh, actually. Since Montanha went through the trouble of walking me here, do you think we could treat him to dinner or-”

“There is no time for that. We must head home immediately.” Her father says cutting her off. Rosie gave him a confused look, “But I thought the city was closed..?”

“Don’t worry about that. Just come with us.” Her father states with a bit of force behind it. Her mother wraps her arms around Rosie’s and begins to lead her away. Rosie glanced at Montanha as she did so, her eyes now holding some uncertainty and even a bit of fear.

The hairs on the back of his neck stood up. This did not feel right. But these were her parents, right? Suddenly he was unsure. So, without thinking he places his hand on the father shoulder, “hey hold on-”

His words died in his throat.

He could only stand here slack jawed as without warning; the father twisted his neck fully around like an owl to stare at him, the skin of his neck twisting as if it were a wrung-out towel. The eyes once a brown like Rosies were like two literal pinpricks as he stared at him. Montanha’s face paled at the sight as he and everyone froze for a moment.

Then, like the braking of a seal, several things happened in quick succession. The first thing being the father mouth unhinging like a snake as he went for Montanha’s face. Instinctively Montanha pushed him back and the father- no, that Creature – stumbled back. Not wasting the chance, he ran up and immediately punched it in the head, using his full weight and force to send it to the hard asphalt ground.

Rosie then screamed and he saw as the thing masquerading as her mother was trying to make a run for it with Rosie, but it was not able to get anywhere fast, as Rosie fight against her kicking and squirming to break out of its grasp. Montanha sprinted over and gave the thing a hard shove, sending this one to the ground as well.

With both creature on the ground now, Montanha didn’t want to wait and see if they would get back up. Swiftly grabbing Rosie's hand and running. His instincts were screaming at him to get away, and this time he did not ignore it, as they both sprinted off the road and down to the creek nearby, making a beeline for the nearest tree line. Rosie, her eyes wide with terror, turned to Montanha, "What the hell was that?" she cried.

Montanha, his mind racing, could only manage, "Not your parents, that's for sure." The gravity of the situation was sinking in, and the urgency to escape the unfolding horror fueled their frantic movements.

Montanha did not stop running. Even as they reached the nearby trees. Even when Rosie tripped and skinned her knee. Even as Montanha in one smooth motion, scoped her up and threw her over his shoulder to carry fire man style. He just kept running. Away from those Creature. Away from the city. And away from the life they knew.

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blackstarchanx3new · 1 year

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Creations AU, But I obnoxiously over explain it PT 4

Pages 91-120

NO I WON'T SLEEP TONIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT

OH OH

I WANT SOME MOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE-

Lmfao Michael I know you love your dad but does he abuse you or not? He does.

He flip flops on that it seems...

Ennard is obviously upset Michael would rather hang out with a FIIIIILLLTHY HUUUUUUUMAN.

People REALLY did not get Ennard's character on webtoon so let me go into another rant if you will:

People saw this scene, of emotional manipulation and putting someone down and went

"Ooooooo Ennard's JEEEEAALLOUUUUSSSS!~"

Bro.

What are you five? Like actually? The lack of emotional maturity and awareness about just how fucked their dynamic is genuinely ASTONISHED me.

This isn't cute or silly. Ennard is being abusive and he KNOWS he is.

Ennard DOUBLES DOWN on the verbal abuse claiming literally no one other than him will understand Michael.

This isn't from a place of understanding either. This comes from a "I want to trap you with me" place.

This isn't a "Even if nobody else does, I will always have your back."

This is "Nobody other than me likes your stupid ass don't leave me or you'll have no one"

Ya know. Abuse.

Also no I'm not addressing the obvious.

I had to sit through SO MANY PEOPLE not noticing the obvious...Yall gotta sit through me being cheeky about the obvious thing going on here. :)

Alright fine.

I'll mention it fuck.

Michael has beautiful very normal eyes- UwU

Coming from THAT scene, we jump into one where Bonnie and Michael are hanging out. Because we've established they are friends too.

Haha Bonnie why are you blushing?

BONNIE.

BONNIE WHY ARE YOU BLUSHING.

They're a little zesty that's all-

Is it one sided? Are they fucking boyfriends? Who knows...

Look the straight people have comics where the entire cast is straight.

Every single one of my comics the entire casts are queer that's just how it is-

Gayness aside: Michael seems comfortable around Bonnie:

We can deduce this from MANY THINGS:

He shared his interest of plushies, something he immediately hid from Mike out of shame, WITH BONNIE.

He runs up to hug Bonnie, William had to force a hug out of Michael so maybe Michael doesn't hug everyone?

He's shared his past with Bonnie

He ONLY met with Mike because of Bonnie's nudging so he trusts Bonnie's judgment.

Micheal jests here but it's obvious this shit comes from a place of genuine concern considering how Ennard is lmfao.

Bonnie continues to be an absolute chad because if you haven't noticed he IS my favorite character in the FNAF 1 arc. He is a devine entity with no flaws.

No we're not talking about his smoking, he is perfect. He's being enabled leave him be- Also he's a robot who gets no ill affects from it lmao

Also yes the screens are showing LOZ and animal crossing stuff hah. I liked LOZ even back when I made these pages. We had no idea what that'd evolve into....

Bonnie also references the other Freddy from Circus Rentals again, who we saw a glimpse of earlier.

Also him and Freddy ARE good friends. Okay.

From this interaction we can gauge a lot about why Bonnie and Michael are close:

Bonnie isn't controlling or possessive, he cares about Michael's interests and helps him indulge in them.

He's the opposite of Ennard.

Bonnie, is a pretty good friend.

Michael's wording here is very interesting.

Bonnie's the absolute best friend. He can tell when the vibes are off. He's upfront about shit. He knows Mike HAS some kind of alter motive and doesn't really hide that from Michael. But also acknowledges Mike's kinda just fucked up right now and probably needs some support.

Also people were confused as fuck why the claw machine/Bonnie is sparking

He's skipping using tokens or smth on the machine by messing with it's power. I thought that was obvious as hell but what do I know.

Because Bonnie's a bad boy.

It is also amusing Ennard is Michael's designated daddy therapist and Bonnie is Michael's Ennard therapist. Though who's to say if Bonnie doesn't know about William's shit considering there's a LOT we don't know about Michael and Bonnie's relationship at the moment.

If you're FNAF savvy you'll recognize a lot of characters in the claw hah.

anyways Bonnie again tells SOME stuff about other people without telling their stories for them. What Bonnie left out of Michael's story will be very apparent as we go on.

Something cool I just like about Bonnie: Bro just wants both of them to be happy. He considers both of them his friends and thinks them being friends could help each other out.

Bonnie's just a bro. True to his word he's nice to just about everyone. Even someone he started off on rocky footing with.

Despite Mike's weird behavior Michael is determined to actually be a real friend to him.

So Mike's rambling but the shit on the walls is 100xs more interesting than anything he has to say rn.

Specifically the FNAF rap lyrics being on the wall. X'D

Also a bunch of Freddy doodles are seemingly mocking him.

My favorite just might be "MEOW! YOU'RE A LITTLE MEOW MEOW!"

Anyways what Mike is talking about:

William with blood on his hands is humorous because his own faults led to his kids dying.

The Bonnie panel is pretty self explanatory.

Bonnie's possessed by someone, presumably the "Jeremy" he specifically asked about earlier on.

Something to note: he asked if Bonnie knew anything about Jeremy's death. As if Jeremy's death isn't CONFORMED.

This leads to the conclusion: Jeremy's body was never found.

So Mike's mission here is becoming more clear: Find out who's putting people in robots and why, find Jeremy.

This is smth Webtoon struggled to comprehend: This series does NOT spell stuff out for you. You gotta build an understanding by paying attention. You can figure a LOT out just by reading what the characters say closely.

Hehehe...That might not be true...You are the guy who carries around a giant kitchen knife at all times aren't ya? ;)

Or maybe he just means innocent people...

This isn't the first time Mike's been an unreliable narrator/protagonist and he only continues to be as the series goes on. Something people also STRUGGLE to comprehend:

Protagonists aren't always "Good people"

Mike is a morally grey person. As are MOST of my protagonists.

Mike bribes Bonnie with his vices and manipulates people. But he's not exactly a BAD person per say. He isn't TRYING to hurt Bonnie or Michael. He doesn't have ill will towards most people.

Something HAS made itself very clear though: Mike has nothing to lose.

Mike is acting the way he does because he presumably: Has nothing and no one.

And he's in a very dark place mentally. The man has seemingly no support system when it comes to keeping him from NOT trying to off himself at a place he has AWFUL history with. So there's that.

Even further: Freddy's is established to be DANGEROUS. Mike acting the way he does makes a lot of sense considering he is basically a lamb being thrown into a lion's den of "you can't trust anyone". The way he acts keeping people at arms distance and not being too genuine with anyone makes a lot of sense considering ya know: The owner is most likely murdering people for his sick robot fantasies and he for sure could be next.

Having said all that he does bring up a good point: What WOULD be the goal of putting people in robots be?

If you've been paying close attention you probably already know the answer to this or are coming to your own conclusions. I will avoid saying for now tho. ;)

Considering Mike's words...It's WAAAY more than just this "Jeremy" person who's gone missing though.

The "You" he's talking about here is clearly Jeremy.

PARANOIA PARANOIA PARANOIA EVERYBODY'S COMING TO GET MEEEEEE-

WELCOME TO THE MIND FUCK-

Alright enough joking. Shit's going down for the second time and we know the one behind it. Mr. Funny yellow bear in the cyan jacket aka "Fredbear"?

Shit never seems to go right with him around.

The goofy doodles continue to mock Mike as he comes to this realization, the drawings becoming more sinister and oozing blood.

This is a reference to one of the scenes in the Silver eyes book/graphic novel by the way because I love referencing FNAF shit in my doofy FNAF comic.

Ya see this shit is what I meant by "I like horror in my comics"

The writings continue to mock him because they're awful.

The lyrics from the FNAF fan song "Run run" are amusing to me. XD

"Lmao you tripped" and "watch your step" - GF

are also funny.

These show that despite this being a tense scene for MIKE, the one behind this is laughing their ass off at his terror.

Also a poster of the Golden Bear trips him. Because reality is a joke.

Weirdly this bear is not wearing the same get up as the one we saw stalking Mike earlier in the comic...

Weird.

Guys gals and pals.

This is buildup. :D

The fucking boarders of the comic are oozing, SOMETHING IS COMING. Mike's so scared he just sits there and cowers for a moment, he's terrified to turn around.

I woulda shat my pants so ya know. Kudos to Mike for not doing that.

The giant bloody head is just disturbing but there's some oddities with this that we'll get into later~

I really wanted this horrific mouth to show how fresh and sticky that blood be.

Like ew.

Mike's trauma really just on full display here.

The repeating "Remember to smile" will be familiar to those who have heard the FNAF 2 phone calls (I think it's from FNAF 2 it's hard to remember. X'D)

"Remember to smile, you are the new face of Freddy Fazbear's pizza"

Easter eggs: The poster of Freddy tearing his own head off is the poster you can see while trying to spawn Golden Freddy in FNAF 1.

This bear walking is warping he floor to look like Fredbear's family dinner.

Also uh, he's a headless figure...

But is the floating head...HIS HEAD?

Also the poster mocking Mike while he cries is so hilarious to me I'm sorry I'm mean to my characters.

Mike was apparently coping with his trauma well before coming here, assumably so much so he decided he COULD come here.

Seems Mike had to mentally prepare himself to come back to this place after seeing the bite, but also Jeremy's disappearance here.

Huh, normal hallway.

Must be all good now! :D

You know you're screwed when a poster is laughing at you.

The giant head is just lurking...

Mike just resigns to asking for this nightmare to stop.

This situation is like, straight terrifying though:

You're trapped, can't leave just walking aimlessly down a looping hallway with the symbol of one of your worst memories just behind you at all times. It's not outright attacking you, just lingering making sure you're aware of it's presence.

It's like an actual nightmare.

Yeah singing a little song will help buddy.

Oh hey, Cyan jacket Yellow bear is there amongst all the others...Funny.

Oh he's pissed now.

Nothing is working. Coping mechanisms ain't working here.

Ngl the "WHAT" panel makes me laugh.

It's so absurd.

Mike is still under the impression this thing is haunting him because of his in-action.

Hehe wait-

Those teeth aren't like the one from befoooooooore...

Mike's so fed up with this.

Also the titular "It's me" line from FNAF 1 and, everywhere in the series. I had to include it.

Mike's just exhausted.

Bro is beyond exhausted at this point.

Also notice how he mentions "The dark"

you afraid of the dark Mike?

Bro's having mood swings like crazy. Not that I'd blame him I'd be pissed off if this ghost was just taunting me like this too.

Seriously tho- Mike you cracked that door with that punch is your hand okay????

Also we can note something about Mike: he's apparently right handed, or at least leans on using his right hand.

Yes that's relevant. X'D

Oh hey, Cyan jacket bear is back.

How long has Mike been putting up with seeing this bear ghost?

Huh. So even Mike notices the difference...

Mike I wouldn't touch that thing-

Mike. You stopped going to therapy!?

Apparently in the past he couldn't feel this bear. So he HAS seen it before in an alerted mental state.

And oh no it's got him-

Big ol bear hug! :D

OH. LORE.

Stuff we know but conformed for sure.

Bear is listening.

Oh. HELLO THERE. HE CAN LAUGH.

Mike's confession is real funny apparently.

Considering ALL the notes/drawings on the wall, this character is kind of a sadistic ass so this reaction makes sense.

So: They share a birthday how cute.

Oh.

That terrible day was on Mike's birthday lmfao. Ouch.

Mr. Cody bear does this to people A LOT. Often enough he knows how they usually REACT anyway.

Also there's a typo ignore that i'm not gonna fix it lmao

Aaaand the "Mike is a freak" gag comes back once again. XD

Meaning he's been watching Bonnie and Mike talk to each other...

Stalker.

He's been stalking Mike in general since he entered the damn building.

Creepy.

Oh my. Oh dear.

Lore.

Why does everyone pat Mike's pretty head????

So Cody wasn't tormenting Mike because of a vendetta: He's just an ass.

He also doesn't want an apology showing he's got SOME emotional maturity to know it wasn't Mike's fault. This kind of maturity shows off even though he might have DIED as a child, he is not STILL a child. This is in stark contrast to a character like Ennard who keeps a childish mentality towards others.

Josh Afton was the one wearing the "Foxy mask" and inadvertently killed his own brother.

WOOPS. IT WAS JUST A PRANK BRO.

Seems Cody isn't over that...Getting pissed Mike even brings up his brother. Possibly angry Mike even KNOWS that much about him?

Cody just leaves.

Mike is terrified to be left alone, he'd rather hug the bear who's been tormenting him than be alone.

They take a peek back into the room and it's darkness is OMINOUS.

Cody's eyes also flash red when he's angry or annoyed, hold onto that detail.

And with that, THE IMAGE LIMIT FOR ONE POST HAS BEEN HIT.

Hope ya enjoyed the show so far we'll pick up again when I finish my blabbing.

#fnaf au #fnaf comic #fnaf fan comic #fnaf fan art #fnaf creations au #fnaf golden freddy #golden freddy #mike schmidt #fnaf michael afton #fnaf ennard #michael afton #bonnie #fnaf bonnie #fnaf puppet

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astarionancuntnin · 6 months

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Undisclosed Desires (Chapter 1)

summary: astarion and you, along with your other companions, have been traveling together for a few weeks now. he gets on your nerves at least once a day. but as much as you hate to admit it, your late night activites are plagued by him. little do you know, hes aware of the effect he has on you and intends to use that to his advantage.

rating: E

word count: 3.1k

pairing: astarion x you (fem!reader, reader is a self-insert tav who happens to be a sorceress, nondescriptive appearance)

cw: 18+. smut, porn with no plot, "enemies" to lovers ish, slight masturbation, fingering, rough sex, kinda possessive/hate sex, brat reader, vampire bites, blood (obvs), PiV, primal play (if you squint), creampie, denial of feelings, "oh no I'm falling in love"

a/n: WHEW i finally managed to write this, my first bg3/astarion fic ~ let me know what you think! originally this was supposed to be a one shot fic but i might have some ideas for a next chapter maybe potentially so if yall deem this good enough i might write some more uwu

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edit: corrected a few typos and added lyrics from my astarion playlist that inspired this debauchery

Maybe in time

When we're both better at life

Daylight can open my eyes

And you'll still be by my side

But meanwhile

I've got my contact high

You've got your powdered lies

We've got these summertime nights

Night by night

I let you eat me alive

I want you to eat me alive

You and Astarion, along with your other companions, had been traveling together for a few months now. You grew accustomed to his usual banter, though most of it got you rolling your eyes. You did enjoy the few moments of silence you would get while traveling, and his annoying habit to fill it with his remarks annoyed you profoundly.

Gods, you thought. I wish he could shut up, just for once. Would it be so much to ask for ONE day of peace?

As much as you hated to admit it, you needed him in your party. The bastard was a master in lockpicking and disarming traps, which you came across much too often. You started learning on your own in the hopes of making him useless, but it had proven to be quite the challenge. As a sorceress, it was simply not a trick you had up your sleeve. In the meantime, he would have to tag along, if only for that, and you would have to tolerate whatever witty comment he had along the road.

You felt that he knew how much his comments annoyed you, too. Everytime he was about to say something, his eyes would dart your way, expecting a reaction from you, and you always delivered: an exasperated groan, a sigh, shaking your head, rolling your eyes, and always picking up the pace to get away from him. He took a vicious pleasure in disturbing your peace.

And your private space.

You did appreciate physical contact, that was no issue for you. Karlach’s hugs were the best in your opinion. Ever since you got to fix her engine, you've really enjoyed getting crushed in her arms, lovingly of course. Shadowheart came close second, you really cared for her with your relationship growing since the nautiloid crash. You had favorites of course, but in general you didn’t mind it from anyone, really. You longed for physical contact from the people you loved.

Astarion, on the other hand, did not fit that criteria. But it didn’t stop him from brushing your hand as he walked past you, having his hands linger over yours when exchanging potions or even holding your waist to move you aside a few times. Even with your hatred for him, those temporary touches set a fire inside you that you couldn’t understand. It would bother you all day, sinful thoughts invading your mind and almost sidetracking you from the goal at hand. I despise him. How is he doing this to me? Why do I find myself longing for his touch?

What’s he doing to me?

Usually when that happened, you would take care of yourself at night once everyone went to bed, hoping your pillow was enough to muffle your moans as you pleasured yourself. You were lucky your tent was well far from the others. Or most of them, anyway. You always insisted on putting it up in a secluded space of the camp. You had enough struggles with those conflicting feelings about how the vampire made you feel, the last thing you wanted was for one of your companions to tease you about it.

Today was no exception. As you laid down in your bedroll wearing nothing but your loose blouse and underwear, your hand carefully made its way between your legs. You played out the rehearsed scenario in your head of the scene that happened earlier, but with your own twist on it. Karlach and Shadowheart had proposed to split up to cover more ground looking for a document, and it left you alone with the pale elf.

“Well, well, aren’t you lucky to be the one by my side?” he teased, once your friends were far enough from you. “Don't worry, love, I won't bite. Unless you ask, of course”. His words and honeyed voice alone had set off something unnerving in you, a familiar warmth that pooled down to your stomach.

If you had had it your way back then…

At the next corner, you would’ve pushed him by the waist against the nearest wall and shut his pretty mouth up, roughly kissing him, biting his lips in the process, hoping to draw out some of his own blood to have a taste. You would’ve taken the chance to let one of your hands roam through his silky smooth, curly hair, pulling it enough to get a moan out of him. How you would’ve parted his legs with your own, and grinded against his crotch, feeling his growing bulge. You would’ve made him whimper, you would've -

You’re suddenly taken out of your fantasy by an exaggerated cough outside your tent. Fuck, what now? You recognize the tone of the vampire you were fantasizing about seconds ago. Shit. Did he hear me? You take a second to push yourself up on your elbows.

“What do you want, Astarion?”

He takes this as an invitation to enter your tent, “Well, hello to you too, dear”.

“Do you even know how late it is?” You practically spit out, annoyed. “Can I help you?” You try to cover up as the cold night air slipping inside with him makes you shiver, and your blouse doesn't leave much to the imagination.

He smirks. “My, my, no need to be so hostile,” he kneels next to you. “I was actually thinking we could help each other out.”

You stare at him, pausing before asking your next question. “...What do you mean?”

“Well, I was hoping you would be willing to share your blood with me again.”

“I helped you one time and you almost killed me,” you stare at him with daggers in your eyes.

“And here I thought everything was forgiven,” he puts a hand over his undead heart, fainting a pained expression. “You hurt me, really.”

“Plus, didn’t we agree you’d be feeding on the blood of our enemies from now on?”

He sighs, “We did, and it’s sufficient at best.” His voice deepens. “And now that I’ve tasted yours, I’ve come to… crave it.”

You feel his gaze going through you and your heartbeat quicken. Your breath gets stuck in your throat at this confession. You are fighting yourself to conceal any noticeable change in your expression, but it's a battle you’ve already lost.

“I fail to see where that’s my concern,” your shaky voice betrays you. You could swear he had gotten closer to you, but you couldn’t allow him to see through your vulnerabilities. “As far as I know, there’s nothing in it for me so far. What makes you think I would indulge you?”

“Oh darling, you didn’t really think you were hiding anything, were you?”

Your blood runs cold. “...What?” He knows. No fucking way he knows.

“Come on now, you thought I wouldn’t notice how you’ve been acting around me lately?”

He crawls towards you, and you try to move back but the limits of your tent don’t allow you to escape him, who is quickly closing the short distance between the two of you. “The way you shiver under my touch. How those simple touches render you incapable of making eye contact for the rest of the day after. How your face turns into the sweetest shades of red when I’m nearby.” He hovers over you completely by now, his face merely inches from yours. “The way I can hear the muffled sounds from your tent every night.” He pins your arms next to your head, locking you in place, and whispers in your ear. “The fact that I can smell your arousal, at this very moment.”

“I- I don’t know what you’re talking about.” His cold breath sends a shiver of pleasure down to your core. You fumble over your words, you’re not sure what else to say. You might be conflicted about your feelings for him, but the truth is, you find yourself wanting this, whatever he’s willing to give to you.

“Very well then, let me show you.” You gasp in surprise as he pushes your arms up above your head, allowing him to hold them both with one hand while the other slides down between your legs. A soft whimper escapes your lips as his fingers touch your cunt over your panties, feeling your wetness through them.

“Mmh, just like I thought,” His voice is deep with lust. “So wet for me already.”

“That’s… it’s not… what you think..” you pant at his touch, struggling to get the words out.

“Is it? Cause to me it seems that you were already touching yourself before I visited you tonight. And I would bet my undead life that you were thinking about me.” His hand makes its way inside your undies and a finger slides between your folds.

You can’t fight the moan that escapes you at the contact of his cold skin against yours.

“Shhh, we wouldn’t want the camp to know about your dirty desires now, would we?” he whispers, as he keeps exploring the increasing warmth between your legs.

“What… makes you think that…I would touch myself to you?” Each word takes your full effort to manage to say them. You didn’t want to cave in as easily, if he was trying to make you admit to these fantasies, he’d have to torture them out of you. Although, his hand pressing against your clit was doing a pretty good job so far.

“Maybe… I was thinking about Shadowheart.” You frown devilishly, biting your lip. That should throw him off.

“Mh no, no,” he smirks back, his eyes wearing a predatory look. “Your tadpole was pretty clear on who you desire.”

You can’t hide your surprise and Astarion notices instantly. “You’re lucky the others sleep too far to catch it, I’m sure you would never hear the end of it.” His hand previously holding you down makes its way to your neck, holding the back of your head, and his mouth trails kisses from your ear to your throat. His fangs scrape the bite mark he’d previously left on you, that first night, earning him a soft moan from you.

“How long have you-”

“Known?”, he cuts you off. “A tenday, more or less.”

Many thoughts are suddenly racing in your head. You vividly remember an interaction you had with him a few days ago: that time he caught you trying to lockpick a chest away from the group and leaned against your back, taking your hands in his to guide you. “Here, let me show you,” he’d said. His breath was cold against your neck and you could feel his lips close to your ear, the feeling sent shivers through your body. You had struggled to look at him for the rest of that day. This moment alone created that need for him from then on.

You gasp sharply, as you are taken back to the present by two of his fingers making their way inside you slowly.

“I must say you have a very creative mind, dear. I’m just disappointed you didn’t invite me in on the fun before,” his hand slides from your neck to your breast to give it a soft squeeze, kneading it, before pinching your nipple through the soft fabric of your blouse. ”I sense this is not how you expected this to go, is it?” His talented fingers between your legs find the sweet spot that makes you see stars, and he thrusts them in with ease.

“A- Astarion…” You buck your hips into his hand, trying to feel more of his touch. You don’t feel like arguing anymore. Fine, he knew everything you’ve ever thought about him. Now, all you wanted was for him to do something about it. You needed to feel him, all of him, all over and inside your body.

“My, my, aren’t you an eager little thing?”

He removes his fingers from you and you cry out from the loss of his touch. You make eye contact as he gets up on his knees and moves his coated fingers in his mouth, sucking on them to get a taste of you. “Mmh, delicious.”

“Please…” You wriggle underneath him, you’re desperate for him to touch you.

“Use your words, darling. Tell me what you want.”

“You. All of you, “ you beg. Your eyes dart to his lips. You wanna taste him and yourself on his tongue, too.

“You’ll have to be more precise than that.”

Fucking tease.

“Godsdammit,” you groan in frustration, your fists hitting the ground next to you before you raise yourself up to face him. You’ve had enough of this. “I want you to fuck me, Astarion!”

“That’s my girl.”

As soon as the words leave his mouth, he grabs you by the throat and closes the distance between you in a fiery kiss. Nothing about it is soft. It’s desperate, messy, and rough. It’s all teeth and your tongues are fighting for dominance, and you let yours be nicked by his fang, leaving the metallic taste of blood in his mouth. You’re pushed back against the ground and in his eyes you can see something change. Everything about him feels… primal.

In a matter of seconds, your panties are ripped off from you and your blouse is torn open. There’s a sort of fear stirring inside of you, something about you being his prey, and it's arousing. You are so dizzy from the feeling that you barely notice him pulling his trousers down to his knees and angling himself with your entrance. His mouth ravages your tits, leaving scratches from his fangs as he sucks on them ravenously and licks the few drops of blood that leak out, all while his hands take hold of your ass, roughly squeezing you. You feel his hardened cock slide against your wet cunt, and you push your hips up to rub yourself against him, aching for more contact.

He groans deeply at the contact, his hips jerking at the sensation. “You little minx.” His smile shows his bared fangs, a delicious threat that you want to challenge.

“Just because you’re on top doesn’t mean you get all the control,” you spit back. Gods, this is so much better than what I imagined. “If you want it, you’ll have to fight me for it.”

“You insolent little wench.”

Without any warning, he pushes his body against yours, pinning you to the ground and buries himself inside you in one swift thrust. Your mouth flies open and the scream that escapes you is quickly muffled by his hand. His other hand remains on the curve of your hips, where it holds you in place, perfectly aligned with his to hit you deep. His thrusts are raw and erratic and with each hit you can feel your eyes roll further in the back of your head. The feeling is simply ecstatic.

His voice takes a much deeper tone as he breathes out in the nook of your neck, “I’m gonna fucking devour you.”

With your head tilted back, Astarion wastes no time finding your pulsing vein and biting down on your neck, taking his fill of you. His sharp fangs feel like ice shards, the feeling making its way down your chest, just like you remember them from the first time. The icy feeling leaves place to a fire coursing through your veins as he drinks you in, leaving you in a blurry state of bliss.

You are at his mercy. You can’t fight back. He has complete control over you.

And you love it.

His reckless pounding only gets faster and sloppier. You’re convinced that his hold of you and those bites on your tits will leave bruises come morning, but it was the least of your worries. Right now, you’re getting filled by the pretentious elf that had been teasing you for over a tenday and you’re fully enjoying it.

Your tent is filled with the wet sounds of your fucking and his grunting against your neck, along with your muffled voice which, thank the gods it is, otherwise the entire camp would have heard of your late night tryst by now.

You swear you could feel his cock get harder inside of you after each sip of your blood. You feel dizzier and the combined feeling of him getting his fill of you while filling you up at the same time were bringing you close to the edge, and so was he.

“Don’t fight it, pet,” he growls. “Admit that you lost to me. Surrender yourself to me. Scream my name. Let everyone know who ruined your pretty little cunt.”

His last words are enough to send you over the edge, shockwaves making your entire body spam. As he removes his hand from your mouth, you cry out loud. You can't help the sounds escaping you, the overstimulation you're feeling leaves you mindless. You couldn't care less anymore if any one heard you.

Just as he feels your juices overflowing, Astarion gives a last stroke and with his cock deep in your womb, fills you with his spend. He remains still inside of you until he rides out his aftershock.

You both remain in this position as you take the time to come back from your high: panting and sticky with sweat, him still inside you, overflowing with both of juices, and his body crushing yours. The feeling is weirdly comforting.

After you come back to your senses, you can't help but laugh wholeheartedly, which has Astarion raising his brow.

“What's so funny?”

“You. This. Us, really.”

“I take it that you enjoyed our little time together, then?”

“As much as I hate to admit it, yeah.”

“You will learn to know that my company is most enjoyable.”

His expression is back to the overconfident vampire you know, a contrast to the feral beast he was minutes ago.

“Mmh, I think that’s still debatable,” you tease him.

“What is it with you trying to hurt me so carelessly?” he smiles, playing along.

You chuckle, “I'm sure your oversized ego will get over it.”

“I'll have you know that my ego is perfectly sized, as I am, thank you.”

You look at him and you don't know what takes over you, but you grab his face and pull him in for a tender kiss. It's sweet, longing, it's trying to communicate a feeling you don't dare to speak aloud. It’s the complete opposite of how you felt when the night started.

It might be the aftermath of your climax or these long repressed feelings that we're tainted by annoyance or the absurdity of the situation you're in, but you find yourself wanting him to stay for the night.

When you break the kiss, his gaze is softened. He’s taken aback and tries to mask his surprise with a question, “So then, tomorrow, same time?”

You push him back with a smile, “Don’t get ahead of yourself.”

Though, you wouldn't mind making this a recurring occurrence.

I can feel your love

Your temporary touch

It's a hit and run

You go back there when you're done

Don't you want some more

'Cause I can feel your love

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will-senpai-please-notice-me · 2 years

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Okay all I’m saying is p*star au where Nanami is a famous actor while you’re a newbie, you are working with him on a shibari type shoot. He was so gentle with you when tying the knots, asking if it’s too tight, are you comfortable on this chest knots, is it ok to hang you up, just give him a signal and he will let you down. During the *cough* scene, his dick inside of you, he felt connected with you, how your body fit so perfectly with him even though this is the first time meeting you and all that. He lost control of how perfect your pussy feels, and fucks you so hard and good, you passed out after the shoot. You thought Nanami hates you because during your *scene* he looks so tense and angry like he doesn’t want to be here with a newbie, so after the shoot, you avoided him as much as possible. But it’s the opposite for Nanami, he wants to meet you again, grab a coffee with you, know more about YOU! Somehow, he saw you discussing something with a producer, he saw the chance, he waits for you to finish and speed walk to you when you walk out. He convinces you to grab a bite with him at his favourite cafe, turns out you find Nanami is a very charming man with cute hobbies, making your heart goes uwu. Maybe you do have a shot with the man, but everything went shattered after witnessing him with a girl at the cafe and with your co-worker and some girls in the company saying he ALWAYS do this with all the girls he met. Your self esteem went down like a titanic, so to avoid giving yourself another false hope, you ignore him, reply with a dry ass “ok”, “yeah”, “sorry, I’m busy”. Rejecting all his hangouts. Nanami knows that you started to avoid him, so he pulls some strings for another shoot with you…

That’s all I can think of when I’m procrastinating my study for finals

edited: Part2 of my P*star au!Nanami hope yall like it, if you got any interesting idea, feel free to tell me <3

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zachsreaderinserts · 4 years

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sleepy boys inc x gn!teen! reader headcannons

trying something new! i like bbs and all, but i wanted to write for other youtubers! lemme know if yall wanna see more content like this lol.

this takes place in a minecraft au!!! also, mentions of bad parenting/abusive parents

wc: 2,319

okay the sleepy boys

chaos incarnated, all of them. you can’t deny it

so, when tommy invites a friend from a local village, at first, everyone else is skeptical. since when has tommy made a friend who didn’t hate him within 20 minutes from all the screaming and insults he spewed?

unlike his friends, phil is more excited than anything. though he isn’t tommy’s dad, he feels like it sometimes, so he really wants to meet this new person who has caught the youngest’s attention

techno is very much not on board. he has a hard time trusting people at first glance and having been friends with tommy for the longest, he knows that tommy readily jumps the gun and attempts to befriend literally anything just because he can

and wilbur? indifferent for the most part. yes, he feels the need to make sure tommy is protected and cared for, but he also recognizes that this situation is out of his hands. the best he can do is hope that their friend isn’t an absolute asshole

so, it’s saturday. all three men are sitting on the couch in phil’s cottage, talking amongst themselves as they wait for tommy to come back. techno makes a joke about murdering them, which leads to phil scolding him about his violent tendencies

“you haven’t even met them yet, techno, what the fuck.”

wilbur is simply adding fuel to the fire, making little remarks here and there and watching the whole thing escalate to phil lecturing the piglin hybrid.

because of this, not one of them had noticed that tommy returned, with his newest friend. they both stopped at the sight of phil in dad mode, tommy considering just turning around and taking his friend as far away as physically possible

too late, since techno’s sixth sense made him whip around and stare at the newcomer. this made phil stop lecturing and wilbur quit giggling long enough for tommy to introduce his friend

after saying their name, the friend lifted their hand shyly, face burning from slight embarrassment. their other hand was latched onto tommy’s, feeling intimidated.

can you blame them? the fucking blood god looks like they wanna skewer them and cook them over a campfire.

tommy took notice of their shyness and cleared his throat, “we were planning on going to the carnival in their village if you three assholes feel like tagging along.”

like there was any way they were gonna let tommy and his friend go out without chaperones.

tommy turned back to his friend, “give me a second, i’m gonna go grab my sword just in case.” and proceeded to run up the stairs and towards the guest bedroom in phil’s house that he claimed.

the millisecond he was out of earshot, techno grabbed his friend by the front of the shirt.

“what are your intentions with tommy?”

the friend blinked once, twice, then bit back a smile. “you’re asking that as if i’m about to date that motherfucker.”

this time, it was wilbur who bit back a grin of his own. who would’ve expected the originally shy kid to have replied like that????

techno’s brain short circuited and his grip on their shirt loosened slightly. did.... did this kid just brush off his question???

“can you put me down? you’re gonna stretch my shirt.”

techno’s brain blinked back into focus and he gripped the kid’s shirt harder, shoving them against the nearest wall. “i asked a question, kid.”

“you know, tommy told me something like this would happen. i’m glad i came prepared.” and then, tommy’s friend sucked in a deep breath. techno leaned back, expecting the worst...

“MWISTER TECHNWOBWADE, PWEASE PUT MWE DOWN BEFWORE I SCWEAM”

oh god, this was far worse than anything he thought of.

he dropped the teen out of disgust more than anything, reeling backwards. if there was one thing that haunted his dreams, it was uwu-speak.

phil started howling of laughter, clutching his stomach and hunching over. originally he was going to stop techno from threatening a literal child but this outcome was so much better than anything he was anticipating

wilbur was no better, already tearing up from how hard he was snickering. he started choking on his own spit at one point, smacking his arm against the couch.

tommy was so fucking confused when he came back down the stairs, seeing the mayhem that was, for once, not caused by him. he glanced at his friend, who had the world’s biggest shiteating grin.

yeah, they were gonna fit in just fine.

and they did! phil took them under his wing (both physically and metaphorically) and allowed them to come visit his home whenever they wished. and whenever they did, phil was the first to ask how they’ve been and what they were up to

to phil’s surprise, the kid was overall calm in their choice of activities. things like playing soccer or drawing or figuring out how to learn instruments in their free time. it seemed like they were desperate to get their hands on anything and everything just to learn

he found it funny, though, when their chaotic side shone through. they easily were on tommy’s level when they got into that headspace and it was so hilarious to him.

his favorite memory of the kid was when they walked into the house and marched right up to where techno was reading idly in the corner. planting their hands on their hips, they spoke.

“if you were to fuck a clone of yourself, would it be masturbation or would you be considered gay?”

phil, who was washing the dishes six feet away from them, just about crumbled into a ball on the floor from how hard he was laughing and sobbing.

of all questions, that was the one that came out.

but he had no idea that the chaos was a coping mechanism. he just thought they were naturally like that in their free time.

he soon found out the truth when they came home with tommy, who was cursing up a fit, visibly angry. his friend was slumped over, as if trying to hide themselves from the world

when phil asked what had happened, tommy exploded.

“their fucking dad took all their money from their savings! said he needed it more than them and when they asked for it back, he called them a fucking disappointment! that fucking bitch--”

phil can count very few times when he felt true anger and he can confirm that when tommy had told him what had gone down, he saw red.

but he knew better than to outwardly show it. judging by how hunched over and defeated the kid was, what they needed was a stable support system

so he walked over and shut tommy up with a hand on his shoulder, “why don’t we take the rest of the night to build up that game room you wanted in the basement. i’m sure if we knock it out before techno and wil are supposed to be back, we can all play something like monopoly.”

seeing where phil was headed, tommy nodded and brushed away his anger. he knew that what his friend needed was a serious cheering up. tommy ran towards his guest bedroom, claiming that he was going to find his blocks.

phil crouched in front of the teen, tilting their head up to look him in the eyes. “you’re not a disappointment. you’re an amazing person with a chaotic joke machine going 120 kilos over the speed limit in your head and you are talented. your dad doesn’t know shit about what you’re capable of doing.”

oh boy, the kid’s crying. those are tears, full on tears.

that night was one of the best nights of their life, however. they enjoyed the entire three hour long game of monopoly where they watched the light leave everyone’s eyes. it was funny when wilbur lunged across the table when he landed on a railroad, out for phil’s blood.

speaking of wilbur, he enjoyed every minute in the kid’s presence. they often asked creative and random questions and went along with the abstract jokes he made, the two of them laughing heartily the entire time.

when the kid first mentioned wanting to learn how to play the guitar, he practically burst through the wall of the room next door, breathing heavily and exaggeratedly.

“did someone say guitar”

yeah, he’s feral. that’s canon.

they proceeded to spend the entire day in phil’s garden, each of them equipped with a guitar. despite their outwardly smooth brain and stupid demeanor, the teen was a fast learner and could play the most basic chords by the time the sun was setting.

wilbur’s favorite moment was the first night they met, when they went to the carnival. there was the game where you shoot the water and fill up the balloons and the kid was going head to head against techno and tommy.

it was when techno won that the teen turned to techno with murder in their eyes and spoke in a deadpan tone of voice,

“you’re lucky you won this time, you gentrified mayo monkey.”

wilbur’s jaw dropped, as did techno and phil’s. tommy was already in hysterics, smacking his hand against the counter that held the guns.

needless to say, wilbur found his favorite, not-quite sibling in a heartbeat.

techno was the last to come around with the child. can you blame him? every time he tried to threaten them or had beaten them at something, they would respond in a cryptic threat--

“i’m going to pee your pants if you don’t let me win”

or just brushed him off. without a second thought.

“anyways, i was murdering a chicken the other day, and the fucker had the audacity to ribbit at me.”

to say he was confused was an understatement. he was terrified of the fact that a literal child held so much power and disinterest in things like their own life. so for the first few months, he avoided them.

but he had seen past that when it was around midnight on a weekday. tommy was hanging out with tubbo and ranboo in their village miles away from the area. wilbur was out drinking with schlatt, niki, and fundy, and phil was already asleep.

techno wasn’t too far behind, sitting in front of the fireplace and staring out of the window that showed the front yard. it was only then when he saw the flash of a familiar face and looked closer as the teen walked up to the house quietly. their head was down and they carried a small bag with them.

techno opened the front door with a long creak as they reached the porch steps. it was only when they jumped and looked up in surprise that techno had noticed a deep bruise on their left cheek in the moonlight.

despite the fact that he kept away from them, techno was very protective and territorial of tommy, phil, and wilbur. and since they were attached to the teen, he became protective of them as well.

so all the voices in his head went quiet for a second. before exploding into a mixture of screams and threats, all leading back to protecting the child in front of him.

without thinking, he reached forward and cupped their face for a better view of the bruise. at the warm and soft touch, tears slipped down the kid’s cheeks and they sniffed pathetically.

the voices quickly took a 180, all screaming to take care of them. make them feel better. so, techno led the kid inside and let them spend the night in his room, with them falling asleep on the bed and him falling asleep on the rocking chair in his room.

phil did not hesitate to officially declare himself as the teen’s official father, saying that their biological father was a “little bitch”

now somewhat living with the teen, techno found an appreciation for their quieter moments, when they were reading or simply daydreaming. it was cute, in his eyes. but he also grew to enjoy when they were absolutely feral, especially toward tommy.

his favorite moment with them was when they had gifted tommy a music disc for his birthday. it was sweet and sentimental and tommy just about burst into tears when he saw it.

all of the sappiness quickly vanished when tommy put it into a jukebox.

“FUCK THIS PUSSY, BOY, FUCK. FUCK IT RIGHT, BOY--”

tommy had let out the most terrified scream and it practically engrained itself into techno’s brain. it was the first time he ever laughed at something the teen had done and the teen felt proud of themselves.

and finally, tommy. he was already happy to call himself a friend of the teen’s. they were like peas in a pod, working together.

tommy came to them when his insecurity felt heavy and they came to him whenever their dad’s words got to them. they had a nice system of dependency on one another and neither of them would trade it for the world.

tommy’s favorite moment of being friends with them was during their first birthday living in phil’s house. it was a birthday befitting their personality, with brightly color streamers hung and confetti all over the floor. he knew that they enjoyed it severely and once the cake was cut, the kid turned to phil.

“phil, where’s the big tiddy strippers i requested?”

tommy was GONE

he all but choked on his slice of cake and walked away, shaking his head while trying to stifle his giggles. but when he heard phil’s scream of “WHAT”, he just lost it.

all in all, his friend had made a fine part of the sleepy boys. they were a happy face in an otherwise somewhat bleak and dangerous world. and all four men appreciated it.

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delicrieux · 4 years

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☆ﾐ 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 "𝚘𝚑"

PART 8: CAT BOYS

... it’s late into the night and y/n is streaming with one of her new friends, sykkuno. running on caffeine and redbull is apparently not enough because she falls asleep on his shoulder 45 minutes into their cyberpunk gameplay. at that exact moment, twitter goes up in flames.

─── corpse husband x reader, sykkuno x reader (because i was threatened by thirsty anons) ─── soc. media + written fiction! ─── word count: 1.8k author’s note: here it is...what yall been asking for. literally had to add a new part for this but i loved this idea sm i couldnt just nOT NOT do it. i tried writing this with the same energy as the smau lmao so expect chaos as always. hope you enjoy it and as always lmk what u think! hopefully yall wont go too feral, but tbh thats prolly too much to ask for xx EDIT: srr for the fucky format tumbler dot com is being lame

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Such a back and forth continues for the better part of the day as you get ready. Corpse only whines a bit when you forget to text him back - you are packing, and your prestigious cat ears you bought from Amazon for 10$ deserve exquisite care - which only fuels your seemingly bottomless hunger for mischief, leading to you sneakily ignoring him more. When your phone lights up with a message, you giggle, giddy with excitement. Your laughter only gets louder and more erratic, to the point where Rae had busted down your door and threw her Hello Kitty plush at you - one you’d gotten her, mind you! - and told you to just “Shut the fuck up!”

Ungrateful. You know not everyone can appreciate your sense of humor, or stand your hyena like cackle, but that was uncalled for and you told her as much. Noting the mess your room is in (more than usual, that’s for certain), she leans onto the door frame, crossing her arms over her chest, pretty brown eyes twinkling curiously, “Where you off to?”

“So I had this idea-” You start, but are promptly shut down with a raise of her palm.

“Already know it’s a bad one.”

Insulted, and hurt, you clutch your heart. As if she had not mocked you enough today, “Rae...The hell, that’s so mean...” You mutter, face scrunching into a soft frown, “I only wanted to tell you what me and Syk thought of.”

“Oh?” Intrigued, she raises a brow, “Continue.”

“Gee, thanks for letting me this time.” You mumble, rolling your eyes, “So. We thought we’d stream together. The catch? In the same room! We’ll be playing Cyberpunk. Gotta cash in while the hype is still up.” You add, making her snort, “And, ya know, the whole cat boy business...We’ll be wearing matching cat ears. Admit it, I’m a genius.”

She’s quiet for a moment, mulling over your words; you can practically see the gears in her head turning. She glances around the room, then briefly at you, strangely apprehensive. “You sure that’s a good idea?”

Well, that is definitely not what you expected her to say. You figured it’d be more along the lines of you’d be one ugly cat. “Huh?” Is all you manage to stutter, “What do you mean?”

She gives you a look, one all people give when something is so plainly obvious, “Y/n. You do know the stans will go wild, right? And you do remember our conversation involving Corp-”

“Nope!” You exclaim cheerily with a bright smile to match. You don’t want to think about that. The relationship between you and Corpse is strictly platonic, and besides, seeing Twitter loosing their shit is always funny, and you never miss an opportunity to mess with your fans. Sykkuno is also a good friend, albeit a new one. This supposed flirting from Corpse’s end Rae deduced was nothing more than her projecting her feelings onto the situation. She always liked shoujo anime and was probably thinking one was happening right in front of her. Not a chance. Corpse was just being a friendly crackhead. Your energies mesh beautifully.

Like, beautifully in a strictly friend way. Absolutely nothing more than that.

She gives up, naturally, arguing with a wall would be more productive than arguing with you. You’re such a (Zodiac sign).

“Well,” She mumbles, ticking her head to the side, leaning off of the door frame and turning to leave, “Don’t say I didn’t tell you so.”

Your grin melts as soon as she leaves. Glancing at your bag, you shove your last necessities in with newfound hesitance.

Nothing bad will happen, right?

...Right?

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It is well past the generally set “appropriate” time to hang out, but since quarantine, what is appropriate anymore anyway? You’ve never been in Sykkuno’s apartment, but now that you’re here it’s...strangely him. Every corner seems tailored to his specific requirements. It’s cozy, and pleasantly warm - it’s a bit chilly in LA, as surprising as that is.

He’s even shyer than you remember him being. And a whole lot more awkward, but in an endearing way, a way that makes you want to laugh and try to reassure him that it’s just you and he has nothing to worry about. While you hung out only once, the history you share is rich and tender. From him following you on Twitter and subsequently prematurely ending your stream, to kidnapping a stray cat affectionately named Juan. His long lost brother, Juan (no the Second, just Juan), lives in your Minecraft server.

His stream room is sadly bare. There’s an appalling lack of merch or fairy lights. Not even led-lights. It’s a good thing you brought your own. As you try to decided which color would be best - his signature lime green, reminiscent of his adorable Among Us astronaut, or, perhaps, mischievous violet? - he boots the game and tweets out a quick “streaming with y/n in ten mins! come one come all!”

“You should probably tell your fans, too.” He mumbles, looking somewhere above your shoulder. You settle with cherry blossom pink. Glancing at him, you shrug.

“Ah, do it for me, please?”

“Oh!” He hiccups, “Uhm, I wouldn’t want to pry and I don’t know your password and-”

“It doesn’t have a password.” You had removed it, knowing something like this would happen. Bless your foresight, you did not want him to know it was demonspiitinmymouth. Before he could protest further, you rush to the nearest mirror to put on your cat ears and make sure they aren’t crooked. You look absolutely adorable. The cat boys in your dms will go feral. Hell, you might just go feral looking at yourself! Sykkuno is not ready. No one is. This will be a stream to remember.

When you return (with flourish of course), he’s anxiously fidgeting by his computer, his own little cat ears, one’s he wore for the Halloween stream, peaking out from his silky brown hair. You have to suppress a squeal. When he catches you gaze he gives the kindest, sweetest little smile.

“They, uh--” He points at you, then decides it’s rude to point, bringing his hand back to his lap, then clutching his mouse, lastly releasing a sound stuck between a chuckle and a wheeze, “suit you, uhm, a lot!” He finishes with a resolute nod, quickly spinning in his chair and away from you.

This is the reaction you desired. All is going according to plan. Is this what God feels like? If not, then you pity her. She’s missing out.

Taking a seat next to him - he had been gracious enough to haul you a spare chair from the kitchen - you draw closer, and he, instinctively, shrinks away with another nervous chuckle.

“You have, uhm... I-I didn’t look!” He quickly chimes. You raise a brow, “Uhm, unopened messages? From Corpse? He texted you when I was tweeting! I didn’t mean to look, I’m sorry-”

Instantly, you recall the famous vine with the scandalous “daddy chill” line, though refrain from saying it aloud. You love havoc, but you’re not evil (Rae would ardently disagree with you, though). Instead, you just shrug, “’S fine, don’t worry. I’ll text him back later. Let’s start?”

He nods, but doesn’t look at you. Granted, you don’t think he glanced at you even once since you returned, “...Okay. Ready?”

“Ready!”

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You’re much too immersed into the game and Sykkuno’s twitch chat to even check what’s happening on Twitter, but your estimated guess is that everyone’s going crazy. The stream chat is unruly as well, but missing the signature Twitter spark. Most of the chaos is bravely lead by your fans. Sykkuno’s, much like the man himself, are too nice to scream so unabashedly.

Perhaps you excitement had been a bit too taxing, perhaps drinking 5 coffees and 2 energy drinks today and not enough water are to blame for the sudden drowsiness you’re feeling, but you can’t focus on the swimming chat or the abundance of cut-scenes at the starting point of the game. You steadily draw nearer and he, more composed in front of his audience, doesn’t react. About ten more minutes of hoovering by his shoulder and muttering soft commentary, and you feel yourself slipping.

The last coherent thought you have is a few choice words directed at caffeine itself for having the opposite effect of you at the worst time possible.

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You float in oblivion for perhaps ten minutes at best. Once you awake with a startle, you shower Sykkuno in shy apologies and he quickly reassures you that it’s fine and that he didn’t mind at all!

“Though,” He adds after a thoughtful pause, “not sure if it was very, uh, comfortable?”

His stream chat spams uwu and variations of similar kind. The stream continues for a few more hours before the both of you wish everyone a good night.

While you planned on wreaking absolute havoc, this sudden falling asleep was unexpected. You pondered the consequences of such an innocent, unplanned act whilst ubering home, fearing to check your phone which by now was blowing up with not only Twitter notifications but also Rae’s angry messages that vaguely read “what the fuck y/n”. Within the past two hours she had left 57 messages on all platforms collectively, including 7 calls.

Corpse’s last text was over three hours ago.

Now that’s strange. Worry festers quickly. Briefly glancing at your surroundings - the pretty glimmer of passing street lights, neon signs, familiar buildings - you decide that it’s time to check what kind of nuclear explosion you’ve caused.

Your heart drops to the bottom of your stomach as you scroll past the hundreds of tweets and mentions. Scan through Rae’s messages.

You had failed to prepare ahead. Every explosion of such kind is followed by nuclear winter. And Corpse’s lack of messages feels especially cold.

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Not you smiling like a fucking idiot reading his last message! You shrink into the backseat, afraid the driver will accidentally look into the rear-view mirror and see you a bit too happy before asking questions. Good news? Yeah, but it’s not like it’s his any beeswax! In the words of Rihanna, just shut up and drive.

This argument had not yet happened, but you’re preparing, just in case.

As you think up of potential scenarios, your eyes drill into Corpse’s goodnight text. You’ve looked at it enough. Time to turn the phone screen off. Leave the app, at the very least. When the screen dims you instantly press on it to wake it up. This is embarrassing. Maybe the deadly amount of caffeine really did mess you up, big time. Your heart races in your chest, painfully almost. You feel a bit sick. Worst of all, you can’t stop smiling.

A notification from Rae makes you snap out of it. Ah, one more demon to deal with.

However, before you talk to her, you really need to tell Twitter that you’re not with Sykkuno. And apologize to Sykkuno as well.

At least Corpse doesn’t hate you.

Fucking hell, just exit the chat you idiot!

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tags (in italics is those i couldn’t tag! make sure all’s ok w your settings!) : @littlebabysandboxburritos - @fairywriter-oracle - @tsukishimawh0re - @ofstarsanddreams - @bbecc-a - @annshit - @leahh19 - @letsloveimagines - @bellomi-clarke - @wineandionysus - @guiltydols - @onephootinfrontoftheother - @liamakorn - @thirstyfangirl - @lilysdaydreams - @pan-ini - @mxqicshxp - @tanchosanke - @yoshinorecommends - @flightsandfantasy - @liljennyx3 - @slashersdream - @unknown-and-invisible - @sinister-sleep - @fivedicksinatrenchcoat - @mercury–moon - @peterparkerspjsuit - @unstableye - @simonsbluee - @shinyshimaagain - @ppopty - @siriuslystupid - @crapimahuman - @ofthedewthesunlight - @mythicalamphitrite - @artsyally - @corpsesimpp - @corpsewhitetee - @corpse-husbandsimp - @hyp-oh-critical - @roses-and-grasses - @rhyrhy462 - @sparklylandflaplawyer - @charbkgo - @airwaveee - @creativedogs - @kaitlyn2907 - @loxbbg - @afuckingunicornn - @fleurmoon - @yeolliedokai - @truly-dionysus - @multi-fandom-central707

more tags are in the comments bcs tumblr only allows me to tag 50 people max 💙

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pfft-yikes · 3 years

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Hi love your lee takes <3 what are your thoughts on kind butterfly boy chouji? 🥺

I love him with all my heart give me an excuse to write about him and I absolutely will 😤

If you want a nsfw version/add-on just say the word 🥴

Choji: In a Relationship

Choji IMMEDIATELY knew he had a crush on you, but didn’t do anything about it

He doesn’t think anyone would ever like him back

Eventually he gathered his courage and just blurted out his feelings

To his surprise, this was how your relationship started ✨

You best believe mans will win your affection through good food

Knows all the best places to eat, and relaxing areas to sit and enjoy it

He pays a lot of attention to what you like and dislike both with food and anything else, like favorite flowers, hobbies, things that catch your eye, etc.

If you have any food allergies he will ABSOLUTELY make sure your order doesn’t have anything in it that will make you sick or give you a reaction

Loyal as FUCK, won’t even bat an eyelash at other women also because he’s oblivious to an extent

Doesn’t realize how flirtatious he is with you

But when he does intend to flirt; buckle up buckaroo.

One time he pulled you in by the waist and grabbed your hand, bringing it close to his lips

He looked you dead in the eye and said “As long as you’re mine and I’m yours, I’ll never let anything harm you.”, then he kissed the back of your hand

All of this happened because a kid almost hit you with a kickball and Choji moved you out of the way LMAO

Like come on now, home boy got no business being that suave

Innocent sweet bun ✨

Scary as hell when he notices other guys hitting on you, he has mastered his death stare

His parents are the SWEETEST, they love to talk with you

Mrs.Akimichi loves having you around the house and likes to teach you new recipes

Mr.Akimichi likes to teach you self defense and walk around town with you

Choji likes to bring new snacks he finds while out on missions and taste test them with you

He carries you around everywhere, he loves to spoil you

Always grabs you in a bear hug and twirls you around

No matter how tired he is from his missions, he makes you and his family his priority

You know how exhausted he actually is (he tries not to show it), so when he comes back and visits you promptly tell him to take a nap and start cooking for him

He usually wakes up when you can start smelling the food, but when he’s had an especially rough mission he’s out like a light until you’re completely done cooking

The first time you did this for him he wanted to cry, he couldn’t believe you’d go through the trouble of making his favorite dishes for him when he comes home

Now he’s used to it; he’s still just as appreciative as the first time though and always makes sure you know it

Everyone was actually shocked that you didn’t live together LOL

All your friends assumed you did from how much time you spend together

Choji used to be nervous just asking to hold your hand

NOW, he will literally scream down the street that he loves you

Shikamaru has to chaperone him when he says goodbye to you before leaving for missions

This is because he takes forever to leave, he doesn’t like having to say bye to you

YALL HAVE THE CUTEST HANDSHAKE

Like on some my-boyfriend-is-my-best-friend type shit, y’all are absolute menaces to society

It’s worse when y’all are hanging with Naruto

Choji likes to run his fingers over your hand

LOVES it when you sit on his lap

It’s cause it’s easier to hold you and kiss you that way uwu

You like to sleep in his shirts and he finds it hella attractive

You like to decide on things with little games like Rock Paper Scissors or Slapsies/Tennis

You both lose your minds over it when you lose

If we get a little more on the spicy side, hot d a m n.

Mans knows how to treat you right 😮‍💨

Overall, Choji is a wonderful boyfriend and always does his best to do right by you and make you happy

It’s like you both live in your own little world with each other, and everyone knows it. They’re happy to see him be loved and appreciated

No one can really separate you two, and no one would want to anyway (:

#headcanon #headcanons #x reader #choji akimichi #choji x reader #naruto choji #choji headcanons #choji headcanon #choji akimichi headcanon #choji akimichi headcanons #naruto headcanons #naruto shippuden #I’m working on other stuff too I SWEAR

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heyitsyn · 3 years

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Manager!Seijoh MATTSUN Route

a/n: KAJDSLFKSDJFLKDSJFLKSD HERE IT IS OMG I FINALLY GOT IT DONE AND AAAAAA ITS BEEN A LONG WHILE SINCE I DID A ROUTE SO HERE IT IS BABES!

LOOK AT THIS MAN !!!!! LOOK AT HOW FREAKING BEAUTIFUL AND AMAZING HE IS LIKE CAN WE PLEASE RECOGNIZE MATSUKAWA ISSEI LIKE WE NEED MORE RECOGNITION FOR HIM AAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

kyaaaaaaaaaa

mattsun-senpai!!!!!!!

hehe omg y/n who? i only know gigi :”)

but we can give y/n some love for nowwww

SO MATTSUN

uwu yeyyyyyy

we finally getting with mattsun babie!!!!!!!!

aaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

*cue mattsun brain rot*

also a lil disclaimer: i do not fully remember all the moments i’ve written for mattsun in ALL of my works so if i dont mention it, please PLEASE either message me about it so i can add it or excuse it :(

ogei ANYWAYS

really GOING INTO THE ROUTE THIS TIME

so we’ve done iwa, oiks, and kyo and last but certainly not least, matsukawa issei has finally arrived

there were definitely a lot of chemistry between you and him especially as you were constantly babied by him because of your naturally shorter height

lol but like everyone else is shorter than him tho

you were constantly treated with a cuter teasing and mattsun loved to pick you up all the time

sometimes, you would just be doing normal things like checking off something of the players in your clipboard

when mattsun would come up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist

that was kinda your signal that he wants you to hold him which means you turning around and jumping to his arms where you wrap your legs around his waist and he just holds you

mattsun usually snuggles his face to your neck while, with your arms around his shoulders, you continue to do your duties

at first, it definitely flustered you because you didnt think it would be appropriate to show that much affection in public especially to the team

but mattsun’s puppy eyes (which the others have never seen before by the way even makki) persuaded you

‘come on, y/n-chann,, even great players need to recharge too’

this boy does NOT LET GO THOUGH

he holds on to you and not once does he loosen his grip which prompts you to just stay there with a sigh

‘mattsun-san-’

‘no’

his protests would be muffled because where his face is and you cant help but turn red when he does this since his lips faintly brushes against your skin

ooooooo the boys hate that though

they hate the fact that youve become so accustomed to mattsun holding you and you would just brush it off like it was such a normal thing

like THEY WANT TO CARRY YOU TOO

especially iwa-chan but nahhhh this aint his story so he can move on

there was a part in the recent kuws that i mentioned about the photocards?

remember? granny inko and the cafe?

well, the whole story is this:

you and the team wanted to hang out outside of school and it was summer so the only time yall ever see each other is during practice but thats no fun

so they organized cough cough oikawa forced everyone to meet up at the mall for some ‘quality team bonding time’

originally you were against the idea bc duh this was summer vacation and you really want some peace and quiet and you time, yanno?

but again,

issei’s puppy eyes

CURSE HIM FOR HAVING SUCH BEAUTIFUL EYES

so you ended up going and you were kinda grumbly when you arrived but whew when you saw those boys

my GOD

you may be just their manager but you were a girl too

you know handsome boys when you see them

obviously the other girls in the mall thought so too because they kept staring at the small group and were whispering to themselves

even as you walked and passed some of them, you could make out what they were saying

‘oh my god those guys over there’

‘do you think theyre single?’

‘obviously not!’

‘well it wont hurt to ask, right?’

‘especially that tall one. his eyebrows could do some work but we can change that’

your eye twitched at that comment and you resisted the urge to smack her in the face for even finding a FLAW on your boy’s face

so you sucked in a sharp breath and confidently walked over to the boys, trying to ignore the heated stares the girls and the gays were giving you

it was makki who saw you and he brightened up at the sight of their adorable manager-chan

‘eyo y/n!’

oikawa brightened at this and he would’ve ran straight to you if iwa didnt grab the back of his shirt

STOP HE ISNT WEARING THAT HORENDOUS OUTFIT YOU HEAR ME? HES WEARING SOMETHING DIFFERENT OKAY?

you grinned at them and you naturally found your spot right next to issei, who wrapped an arm around you

his arm was tightly around your shoulder and you instinctively held on to his hoodie to which he noticed but didn’t say anything and just smiled

‘y/n-channn~~~~ come give me a huggie~’

tooru whined and you rolled your eyes

this boy may be a full adult already but his mind structure surely isnt

‘oikawa-san, we’re in public. please refrain from being childish’

he pouted but knew you werent really serious with your scolding

iwa had to herd everyone to the actual mall and they started talking about really weird and random stuff like a recent drama that happened in one store and the one kid who stole something from the other store

‘-was a really expensive shoe! the nerve!’

oikawa tutted and you chuckled

while the others were at the front and just chatting, you strayed behind with mattsun, who still kept you tightly beside him and made small talk with you

‘its really cute seeing you hold on, y/n’

he teased and you flushed but pouted at him

‘hm, you want me to let go then?’

he was quick to refuse but you just laughed and issei rolled his eyes at your silliness

‘as if i would let you go. dummy’

he chided

but he did it with a smile

the kind that every lovesick fool had

the kind that naturally appeared at the sight of a lover

the kind that you reflected

it was a really fun time except for when oikawa started whining and complaining about you and mattsun running off to do your own thing

‘WHAT ARE WE? THIRD WHEELS?!’

tooru accused and you were about to deny but mattsun cracked a smile

‘well, technically, you would be the eighth wheel’

STOP

YOU CACKLED

more like a laugh escaped you but you caught it and disguise it as a cough

kyo and iwa were red while oikawa was just fuming and demanding you to go with him

you couldnt help it

you wanted to hang out with mattsun a lot bc you knew he hasnt had the time to go do something else other than babysit his siblings and he has been down lately with his job and granny

I FORGOT TO MENTION

YOU KNOW GRANNY NOW

holup

get in loser we going on a flashback

FLASHBANG

*poof*

okay

so it was a weekend so there wasnt practice and you were just doing some errands like picking up more bandaids and some candy for natsu and such

but you did it without eating breakfast first so you were starved and you finished around noon

that caused you to go looking around to eat somewhere near

across the road from the shoe store (like a foot locker or sum like that), was a cute little restaurant

it wasnt a typical building and it stood out from the surrounding high rises of the city

the roof was shaped to look like a cottage and the door was quite literally

a front door

the kind you’d find in a normal cottage out in the country

the only thing distinguishing its identity as a restaurant was the sign board outside that mentioned its daily special

‘oooo f/f (favorite food)’

it immediately lured you in and you found yourself even knocking at the door before going in

the inside looked like a normal restaurant but it had a homey feel to it

especially with the grandma who stood at the small table in the front with a gentle smile and a menu

‘just one today, dear?’

she asked and you nodded, grinning

she led you to a table at the corner and told you to pick a drink while you look for food

‘you went shopping in this heat? my my’

you sheepishly smiled at her on top of the menu

‘im a manager of a sports team so i needed to restock on medical supplies’

granny immediately thought of issei as he played a sport and you going out to buy medical things made her heart warm

‘youre a good manager, dear. going out for them at the hottest day of the year’

man, that felt good

sure you were always told by the team how good you were and how much they appreciate you

but hearing it from some completely random stranger made you really really touched

‘well, we wouldnt want to be out of stock just in case someone is really injured’

granny clasped her hands

‘tell you what. you pick whatever drink you want and it’s free’

you started to refuse her and told her that it was fine but she waved you off

‘ill tell issei to take it off your bill so dont worry about it, dearie’

issei?

there are lots of other issei’s in the city so it couldnt be your issei

right?

so you brushed it off and decided that you werent going to win against the old woman and told her what you wanted

when you knew what you wanted to eat, you placed the menu down and looked around the interior of the place

there were pictures of what seemed to look like from years before as the lady in some of them looked like the granny

from pictures of famous people who came here to what looked like just complete strangers

they were all who decorated the walls

then

it caught your eye

a picture, maybe a table down on the right

looked like it could be mattsun

younger, definitely

but still mattsun

‘no way’

you mumbled and as you leaned forward to get a closer look, the granny returned to ask what you wanted

‘what can i get ya today, honey?’

before you could get your order out, you smiled up at her to ask the question

‘by any chance,,, do you, know matsukawa issei?’

you were fully expecting her to say no and continue on

but she lit up and nodded

‘mhm. why?’

you awkwardly laughed

‘oh. um, hes,, just a friend’

granny didnt believe that as she could easily tell what that laugh was but she shrugged it off

‘in fact, hes here right now. hes probably taking an order as we speak but when he comes by i can--- ISSEI!’

she shouted and you jumped

the people around you did too but issei didnt, instead smiling and trotting over

you stared at him, eyes tracing his figure at the sweat running down his exposed forearms and the black tee that stuck to him like second skin which accented his built body

there was redness in his cheeks and he was panting, maybe due to the heat or due to the running around

but

my god

he was beautiful

LAKJSFDLKFJS

HELP MATTSUN BRAIN ROT KICKING IN

it seemed you were too busy with your staring to hear granny as she had to snap you out of it

‘honey?’

you jumped and issei laughed, partly flustered with your stare but find it funny as this was just so you

‘granny, that’s y/n, shes my manager’

you bowed slightly to granny and she started wiggling her finger

as if to remember something

‘y/n,,,, y/n,,,, ive heard that name before’

she said and then came to peer at your face closely

you became self conscious under her stare but she pulled back with a surprise

‘ah! y/n! the one that issei talks about! the one on-!’

before she could finish, issei had the audacity to put his hand on her mouth to prevent her from saying anything else

‘granny’

he warned with gritted teeth but you laughed

‘its alright, mattsun-san. let her continue’

he playfully glared at you but apologized to granny

she gently whacked his arm

‘you need to follow my lead if you ever want her as your girlfriend, issei!’

she scolded which caused you and mattsun to turn red

‘granny, please’

he was starting to get flustered and you were too

thank god she noticed because she stopped then apologized before pushing her and issei back to hide away from you

you raised your hand not because you wanted to talk to issei

but you didnt get to order

dont worry! she came back to take your order but didnt talk anymore about issei

but she did finally start opening up later though

granny came over to give you your bill but noticed your staring at issei

‘oh, dear’

she giggled which made snap you out of it

‘oh!’

you said in surprise but she waved it off

‘youre not the first to do that so its okay, darling’

you sheepishly smiled

‘but issei’s a good looking young man, isn’t he? very much different to his younger self yet very much the same’

your heart became warm at the soft and gentle tone of this grandma

‘he would not be happy with me if i told you this so i will only tell you a fortune. here, have a fortune cookie’

as you broke it and read the message, a snort and a disbelieving gasp was all that came from you

inside

was a fortune

that said

‘the love of your life is right in front of your eyes’

SO YEA THAT WAS HOW YOU MET GRANNY

WE’RE BACK NOW TO PRESENT TIME

so you know granny now and you go visit as much as you can mainly to see her and talk to her but also to watch mattsun work and aksjflakds ugh hes just so hot

but you found out from mattsun that granny has been getting sick lately

this is making him worried and although you havent known her for a while, you noticed that issei is very close to her

she was like his own grandmother

so hearing that she wasnt doing good made you worried and obviously mattsun has been concerned for a while

this outing has helped you distract him from that and just focus on you and the team today

well,,,

mainly you

but we aint gonna talk about that

you and issei slipped away a lot from the others like going to a candle and scent shop or to a sports good store

but it didnt matter where you both went bc as long as you had each other, it would be fun

you were both currently at a clothing store that you randomly went in and were now picking clothing for each other

‘issei? can you look at me?’

he had a smile on his face mainly because you called him by his first name

you didnt even notice and was too busy looking between his body and the shirt

‘hmmm no too plain’

you continued looking at clothing but mattsun continued looking at you

god, call him by his first name again and he will go feral

like deadass stride over there and kiss you till youre out of breath type of feral

aklsdfjalksdjf

in the end, you both got clothing for each other and were told to try it on then come out when youre ready

you stood behind the curtain, giggling

‘okay, mattsun-san! on 3! 2! 1!’

you pulled back the curtain and issei stared at you, eyes glued on you

his taste in clothing may be incredible

but you

you made it better

you made those clothes look like they were honored to be worn by you

you were just so

wow

you felt small under his stare and twirled around

‘so? how do i look?’

he didnt respond, instead slowly stepping forward

and forward

and you didnt move

until he was right in front of you with the tips of his toes touching yours

his tall height made him have to bend down to look at you but you had no problem in looking up at him

there were no words exchanged

just passionate eyes clashing with each other

you really were about to just kiss then there

BUT

THERES ALWAYS A BUT

kindaichi shouted for your name at the end of the hallway of dressing rooms

‘Y/N! THERE YOU ARE!’

ngl, mattsun seemed irritated

you watched as he closed his eyes and looked away to clench his jaw

you giggled and pushed some hair behind his ear

‘youre cute’

mans switched up so fast and he smiled softly

‘no you’

help kindaichi is just like -_-

you guys ended up paying for the clothes and finally went to go and meet up with the othersd

kindaichi was all red in the fact after he realized that he interrupted an,,,, intimate,, moment and stayed away from mattsun after he got glared at aldkfjd

the team didnt really say anything else as everyone d i d go on their own ways and do their own shopping

there was one time that kyo did try to whisk you away but like this aint his route and uwu if you want to read his, its right here

it must’ve been a few hours since yall arrived so everyone has been wanting to go and grab something to eat

since the mall was kinda like half outdoor and half indoor, you and the guys were walking outside to see the different restaurants

while laughing and talking down a sidewalk, oikawa gasped suddenly

duh everyone halted and looked around

‘what’

iwa asked and oikawa pointed at the sky

‘look! sunset!’

tooru loves sunsets and just the sky period so he was wanting to get a picture of the sky for his ‘collection’

everyone ended up having an impromptu photoshoot with yall having pictures with each other to mark this memory

thank god akira brought his polaroid

cry for his film

you asked for a turn in the camera and excitedly ran over to mattsun after taking a picture with yahaba

‘issei! lets take a picture!’

he detangled himself from makki’s arm and came over to you

‘sure sure’

issei was smiling and you happily asked makki to take the picture for you

‘how do you want me, babygirl’

you thought about it before gesturing to mattsun’s back

‘imma jump! can i jump?’

he giggled cute and nodded

‘cmere’

you squealed when he pretended to drop you but his strong hands were firm on your thighs

he made you feel safe

your arms were wrapped around his neck and makki counted down

‘3!’

‘2!’

‘1!’

*chick*

you asked for one more for you so therefore you guys had one polaroid each

‘thank you!!’

you thanked makki for his service while mattsun stared lovingly at the picture

you were smiling so wide

and so happily

his face was equal to yours and the background completed the polaroid

truly a moment captured in camera

i think that mattsun definitely was in love with you but he didnt really realize it immediately or have that ‘oh shit!’ moment bc,,,

i dunno

hes weird like that

so it def took him a while to understand

but he understood it during that one time

referenced in manager!seijoh part 5

you were both left in the gym to clean up bc everyone had something to do like oiks had to go home bc takeru got sick and iwa also got sick and you just volunteered to clean up and mattsun stayed behind

you were sweeping the floor and you unconsciously started humming as you swept and started swaying a little

mattsun heard you as he pushed the carts and watched as you just swayed and twirled around and he found himself smiling at you

you noticed him stop in front of you and he bowed down, holding out a hand

‘may i take this dance, m’lady’

you laughed

‘what? whats going on?’

he softly held your hand and pulled you to him

‘you were dancing and i wanted to join you’

you nodded and looked up at him, eyes half-lidded

‘stand on my feet, chibi-chan. i can lead while you sing’

it was a random song you heard from the radio earlier but you complied while he moved with your feet on his

you giggled when he would lean down to softly kiss your forehead and shriek when he would unexpectedly dip you down

either way, at 8:34 PM, you and mattsun danced under the gym lights with no witness except you and him

issei laid on his bed that night, thinking about you and the possibilities of a future with you

your pretty smile

that adorable thing you do when youre nervous

or the struggle that shows in your face whenever you hid your excitement

gosh, he would love for your child to have that smile

alkjfdlkafk

mattsun suddenly sat up on bed, furiously blushing and beet red at that thought

of course, it made him confused at why he was thinking of you like that and in that way but as he thought about it some more,,,

he didnt think that wouldnt be a bad idea

it actually sounded nice

having a small family in a small house, dogs running around your feet, sunday morning pancake rituals, wednesday movie nights that the kids would fight over

gosh

then he was like, maybe,,,

i like that

is that normal?

is it normal to think about that stuff with your friend, even liking it?

lol mattsun darling, you like her

thats how he came to his predicament with unsure feelings

he was in no way denying it or anything

but he was confused

mattsun is the type of guy that wants to be sure and get his shit sorted out and put together before involving you because he doesnt want to just suddenly be unsure and hurt you

he went to granny

he has like 5 year old siblings so he couldnt just ask them for help

OH RIGHT HE HAS SIBLINGS

okay so lemme go back to granny

he came into work that early morning with eyebags on his face which made granny worry so she pulled him to break room to talk to him

mattsun kept telling her he was fine but she gently hit his arm to look at her

‘look at that! ‘sei! youre not alright! please, if you can, talk to me? hm?’

help i love granny

issei sighed

‘theres this girl. her name’s y/n and,,, i dont know what to do’

he mumbled and granny hummed

‘i was right. you have woman troubles, sei?’

he nodded

‘i like her, like a lot, but i dont know if i love her. i dont even know what love is, im too young to really know it so i cant surely and fully say i love her when i dont understand the meaning. and say i do something about my feelings. what then? we date? but i dont want to date just because i like her and wait it out until that feeling fades away. i want to seriously be with her but i dont know if im ready for that yet- wait, no i think i a m ready but i don’t think im capable to love someone as good as her’

granny felt sad for issei as long ago, she did have trouble with her feelings and knows exactly the struggles of self-worth compared to someone she was in love with

‘you know, sei, no one truly knows how to love’

mattsun’s eyes moved from the floor to granny’s kind smile

‘we all learn as we go and sure, we make mistakes. but sticking together and going through it together is what makes it love. no matter what age or gender, as long as someone has been shown and given love, it’s only natural for that to be reciprocated. love doesnt need to be understood, love needed to be felt’

my god socrates who?

she shakily patted his head even though he had to bend slightly

‘as for being ready and being capable, you never know until you try. no amount of preparation is going to help you unless you actually do it. a child would never learn how to walk if they don’t lunge for those first steps. and besides, this girl, miss y/n, would be grateful to have someone like you either way. you may not see your own goodness but everyone else does, remember that’

so in a way, granny was who made issei realize

she was right

love didnt need to be understood

love needed to be felt

and he did

he felt love with you

he felt love for you

he may have not realized it then, but dancing in the middle of the gym floor, no music but your humming, he felt peace

peace

love

love was peace

no,

love is peace

love is home

he felt home

with you

after that, issei couldnt stop being away from you

no matter where and what, he was always there and you loved spending every moment with him

you were grateful for his presence as he was the only one who made you feel a sense of peace amidst the chaos of the team

and thus created a deeper bond

even at the earliest buttcrack of the morning,

you would be with issei

like when he couldnt sleep and everyone else in the house is, he would sneak out and go over to yours

you were up late, just laying there because you had a feeling that told you to stay awake

and that feeling was right

because your phone dinged and it was a text from mattsun

ma(tt)sun: baby bear, come down <3

you sat up quickly, grinning because you always loved being with him

mattsun made you feel safe

he was someone who didnt hesitate to offer his help and brought you back down when you started feeling out of sync with reality

he was just different from everyone else

maybe thats why you really liked him

you tip-toed out of your house and in a hoodie and sweatpants with disheveled hair, you ran to meet mattsun by your gate

help natsu is standing by the window with a mug of coffee bc your feet creaks the entire house awake

mattsun stared at you as you ran to him with your wide smile and rugged appearance

was it your hair?

a new style?

or a new hoodie?

or was it just because you were smiling?

or was it your bright eyes?

something made you extra beautiful tonight

‘hey hey’

you quietly greeted and he grinned, wrapping an arm around your shoulders

instantly, you burrowed into his chest and mattsun felt his heart beating faster

your perfume filled his nostrils

wow

he loves that smell

you both stood there, just embracing each other until a sudden chill of wind broke you apart

‘whats up, mattsun-san?’

you asked and he peered down at you

‘i had an intuition. ramen, ramen, ramen, ramen,,,, telepathy thing, remember?’

he joked and you laughed

‘yes. you were right, mattsun-san’

‘so lets go? the shop’s closed but the convenience store isnt’

so you both ate a cup ramen in 3 in the morning at a corner store

you both couldnt stop laughing and giggling and passerbys may think yall were drunk

‘hey, call me by my first name’

mattsun asked and you nodded

‘okay. issei?’

sure hes heard it before at the time in the mall where you subconsciously called him that but you actually knowingly calling him by his first name made his entire body warm up

‘u-uh, actually, maybe not, maybe dont. dont call me that’

he stuttered, suddenly feeling shy and watching as he stirred his soup around

you laughed

‘issei? issei? issei?’

you were feeling really playful tonight, maybe because of the late food or food drunkenness but you were teasing him

you even stood up and getting all up on his face, calling him by his first name because you knew how he reacted to it

‘issei? issei? issei! isse-’

you froze

he was

oh my god

what

he was

Y/N WHAT WAS HE DOING

here he was

at let’s see,,,,,

3:14? 3:14 and 25 seconds?

at 3:14:25 AM on a tuesday morning, matsukawa issei kissed you for the first time

‘i told you to not call me that, didnt i? bad girl’

HELP IMMA CRY

OKAY BYE

lets just say it was awkward

like really really

awkward

we not going to talk about how you literally malfunctioned and left him alone there since you ran all the way back home

natsu was watching tv at the living room bc he couldnt sleep but just as he was nodding off, the door loudly slammed shut

this boy fell off the couch, startled, and was about to run when he saw you, darting in to the living room

he watched you pace back and forth with your hand over your mouth

your face was really really red and your ears could be blowing steam right now

and your eyes were blown wide and he was really worried

natsu scrambled off the floor and grabbed you with hands on your arms

‘did he hurt you? that guy earlier. tell me right now, did he hurt you? touch you? i will kill him, just tell me whats wrong, dont worry i know where to hide his body just tell me and we’ll handle it ourselves, okay? so-’

he rambled but you waved your hands

‘no! no! god no! isse-no, mattsun! mattsun would never!’

you shrieked

girl please, your parentals are tryna sleep

no but they really are still asleep how the heck-

‘so whats wrong? why did you come in here looking like this?’

natsu furrowed his eyebrows and you quickly tried to calm him down

‘theres nothing wrong! really! well,, something did happen, bUT! nothing bad happened! i swear!’

he didnt quite believe you but if something happened, you would be sobbing right now so at least he was assured you werent taken advantaged of

mans thought he finally had a use for his baseball bat

too bad

in a few hours was school and you contemplated on how to face mattsun

the entire time you were getting ready, you were worried on what to do

should you avoid him?

talk to him?

pretend nothing happened?

well,,,

thats what he did

just as you were about to talk to him, issei walked up to you like nothing happened

‘y/n-chan!’

he grinned and you awkwardly smiled and waved

was he acting like nothing happened?

‘mattsun-san, about what happened earlier-’

‘hm? nothing happened, though?’

help why is he like this

you stopped

okay

sure we can continue like that

so you did

you smiled at him and waved it off

‘oh um, nothing! nothing at all!’

oh no

mattsun was sweating buckets

he fully intended on talking to you and sorting it out today but he panicked and just took plan d

he skipped plan a, b, and c

he went straight to d

wait

no nvm thats not appropriate alkdfjalsdkfj

mattsun was scared

he was scared of what you would say and outright reject him

he knew it was impulsive and shouldnt have happened but he didnt regret it

but he would start to regret it if you would directly turn him down and he really cannot handle that emotionally

and then the friendship would become awkward bc now you know he likes you and you would start to overthink and you would become uncomfortable with each other so you guys would drift away and the team would start asking questions and now it would be awkward around them too and aaaaaa

disclaimer: this is matsukawa issei’s brain

so if acting like nothing happened would do it, then he will

it was going good

everything felt normal and you guys were as close as before

late night ramen runs were still happening and you still stuck around him as much

and then it happened

it was during a movie night hang out with the team at iwa’s house bc everyone goes to iwa’s house akdjlkf

you and the team were scattered around the living room but naturally, you were next to issei on the couch

it started from 2 pm to what was now nearing 11 pm

this time, it was oikawa’s turn to pick the movie as he finally won rock paper scissors

of course, my mans oikawa chose a rom com but it had a sad ending

“Always Be My Maybe”

it was a movie about childhood best friends who suffer from skinny love and desperately trying to show each other that theyre in love with the other but their insecurities and doubt drove them apart into a new lover’s arms

help i just came up with this movie and the one i looked up online didnt really fit into the plot but like i dunno i havent watched it kadsjfl

‘kawa, why are we watching a sad movie?’

iwa grumbled but he pushed the play button anyways

‘well,, i think its a movie we can all learn from’

no because oikawa is trying to help mattsun and you since he is tired of the constant longing stares

oikawa totally knows that’s self-subotaging but hes not ready for that conversation

ngl, for a team of grown men, you would doubt a rom com/sad movie wouldnt move them but by the end, as the two lovers met a decade later and walked away for the final time towards their respective partners, everyone bawled

‘noooo!!!!!!’

oikawa cried, glomping himself to iwa’s shoulder, who was sniffling and wiping his tears with the collar of his shirt and patting his friend’s back

everyone else was sobbing and you were no better

mattsun wasnt hardcore crying but he did have a few tears slip

with all the crying, you felt your throat getting dry so you stood up

‘i-imma go and get water’

you excused yourself and quickly ran out to the kitchen

god why were you crying this hard?

youve literally watched hachi yet you didnt cry this hard

but why with this one?

were the actors that good?

the plot?

or was it because of how similar your situation was?

being desperately in love with your best friend?

and him throwing the only opportunity for you to tell him?

you hunched over the sink and you hiccuped, trying to desperately wipe away the tears and practicing how to get your breathing even

while you were in your dilemma in the kitchen, mattsun stared at your spot next to him

that movie, he definitely knew oikawa was up to something

but he would think about that later

right now, he was too busy freaking out

that movie was like a wake up call for him

all that overthinking and avoiding the subject and self-depricating thoughts of denial of why you would love someone like him

if he didnt do something, that could be him to you

sure the circumstances werent the same as he was the only one pining wrong but either way he didnt want that

that movie was like a prediction or a glimpse of his future

watching you in the arms of someone else, maybe a family

the little girl that was supposed to have his messy wild hair and your eyes

were now morphing into someone else

the someone else who was man enough to even ask you out for coffee

and snatched your heart right under his nose

that thoroughly scared him which caused him to stand up quickly, scaring kindaichi who was next to his feet

issei maneuvered himself towards the kitchen with the only thought in his head

be. honest.

he found you hunched over the sink, gripping the sides

his heart reached out to you

‘y-y/n? um, i have something to say-to tell you’

he fumbled

you jumped at his voice and frantically tried to calm yourself

you awkwardly laughed

‘w-what is it, mattsun? im literally sobbing on a sink right now, can it wait until im mentally stable-’

‘no. i-i need to say it now. or ill chicken out’

you turned around and the sight of him made more tears spring up

‘well? say it’

you encouraged and he took a deep breath

love is peace.

love is home.

if he wants you, he needs to say it now

‘i dont know,, i dont know how to say this in a way that makes sense but-um-i like you. wait-! like! i like you, a lot. like the kind that,, im in love. im in love with you, i love you and everything about you, even that thing you do while you eat bUT thats besides the point!’

he rambled and you started rapidly gasping for air because oh my god

this was it

he was confessing

he took a step forward and you made no move to stop him

he looked into your eyes

‘youre the sun in my galaxy and the peaceful home of my world. i cant lose you to somebody else like that lady, i just cant. even if i get rejected, i want to go knowing i tried my best. i dont want to look back on this and think about the what ifs or the maybes. i cant let you be my maybe, y/n. so if you’ll have me, i will tell you everyday that everything i feel about you, i havent felt before. but its good. its the best feeling. i dont understand it or have a meaning to it but i dont care. because you make me feel happy, safe, peaceful. i may not be able to give you the world but i will spend every day of my life trying. because i love you.

i love you, l/n y/n’

HELP IM CRYING BYE

you were shocked

his words made you lose grip on what was true and what was fantasy

you spent hours late at night, imagining him say that he loved you

and now it was happening, because of some movie oikawa put on

so you start laughing both in joy and relief

god the things you want to say

but you cant

because you were too happy and too excited to interrupt this moment

however

issei interpreted this as you rejecting him

he thought you were surprised and shocked, maybe even scared

issei was starting to get embarrassed bc you were laughing so you must be laughing at him and how stupid he sounded

that split second of bravery was now gone as his fear was back

but this time, in ultimate mode

he couldnt even say anything else so he was about to turn and run

but you sensed him about to run away

so you grabbed the first thing you could

his sweatpants string pulled him straight to you and this time, you kissed him

his eyes were wide and he really felt like he was now slipping into hallucinations

wasnt this part of the stages of grief?

but no

the softness of your lips

the warmth pressed against his own

the arms around his neck and the waist his arms were around

they all felt so real

because maybe

it is real

maybe, you feel the same way

maybe, his feelings were reciprocated

maybe,

just maybe,

you loved him too

oikawa and the team were peaking over the couch and they were all both crying and celebrating because finally

you guys were together

but that meant you werent theirs anymore

oikawa patted himself on the back because once again,

oikawa tooru saves the day

they all pretended to be surprised when you guys announced your relationship

like the surprised dude in that one painting

the scream, i think

ALSO

GRANNY

oh my gosh she was so happy

you finally came back to the cafe but this time with issei

she was wiping the counter and was about to greet a customer when you walked in, with issei’s arm around your shoulders

‘issei’

she whispered

‘hey, baa-chan’

he greeted and you bowed slightly

she rushed to greet you both at the front

‘youre supposed on your day off’

she mumbled but issei shrugged

‘we wanted to tell you first’

he grinned shyly

you shook her hand but granny pulled you into her arms

‘you are now my family!’

she exclaimed, squeezing you

she may be 80 something old but that lady still has arms of steel

‘take care of him, darling’

she whispered to your ear as she hugged you

‘i will, i promise’

granny rushed to seat you both and she pulled out a chair

‘oh i am so happy!’

you felt happy too

granny was someone important to issei, even more than his own parents as he quickly took you to meet granny again

‘thank you so much, baa-san’

you thanked and she waved it off

‘please! if anything, i should thank you! he really scored a pretty one, didnt he? my gosh, im so relieved. i have been worried issei wouldnt find a girlfriend because hes too busy working or fussing over me!’

issei stood up

‘reminds me, baa-chan. it’s noon. ill get your arthritis meds’

he just wanted to rush out of there

once he was gone, granny leaned close

‘i have known issei since he was only 14. he wanted to work and i gave him a spot but that little boy refused to leave until i had to kick him out! he dedicates himself into things that he finds most valuable. in all my years knowing him, he has never been so dedicated to anything until he met you, y/n’

she whispered but you felt shy

she was telling you everything

‘he’s practically my grandchild. i was so worried, that he would put everyone else before himself but you are the one that made him think about himself, for a change. that poor boy came to me not knowing what he was feeling because it’s the first time issei really asked himself what he wanted. and he has found that he wants to be with you and he loves you. he loves you more than his mind can really process. so im thankful for you, y/n. youre really, really important to issei and i wish you all the beautiful and hope-filled years to come’

you felt tears pricking your eyes as she bowed a little

‘though i have a favor’

she asked and you nodded

‘anything’

‘make my issei smile, hm? no matter what, protect that smile and make sure he never loses it’

we’re not gonna discuss about granny’s age and her death bc we dont do sad stuff in this one so we’re gonna pretend she lives forever, okay?

SO ONWARDS TO TIMESKIP

as usual, this is around olympics era timeskip

so thats like 9 years?

you and issei have been married since you graduated high school because this guy cannot wait

he waited 3 years he cannot wait any longer

so now, you guys got a little family

issei was over the moon when you both had a girl bc it was the little girl he thought about having with you

then a son

and later, you are expecting another one

help why is y/n always pregnant in the routes what

except for kawa’s

in one of them

lol ;)

so back to olympics

you and issei held tightly to a child since there were so many people in the stadium

there were pictures everywhere and posters of the players but mainly team japan

himari was tightly clutching issei’s hand as the 9-year-old was unfamiliar to such crowded places

you later decided it was a bad idea to bring a newborn to something as chaotic as the games but didnt make that decision until you were already at the stadium

so you tightly held hiroto on the baby chest carrier thing

he was only 3 months old so he was still as his sleeping phase but he was the kind that refused to wake up no matter how noisy it was

so you were lucky there

‘ah, where is everyone? iwa told us to meet him here’

mattsun mumbled and you rubbed his arm

‘he’s probably lost in the sea of people like we are, sei’

he hmphed until himari gasped

‘uncle kawa!’

she pointed ahead and there he was, oikawa tooru with his blue san juan jersey

the man towered over a lot of people and his short brown hair jumped with each step

‘mari-chan! toto-chan! mattsun! y/n-chan!’

he shouted and you smiled while mattsun glared at him

‘god, youre still so loud, oikawa’

he complained and tooru was about to complain when mari stomped on her dad’s foot

‘kawa is not loud, papa. he has to shout because it’s so noisy’

she defended and oikawa had a smug look

‘as expected of my darling, goddaughter’

he praised and raised her to his arms

mattsun turned to look at you

‘why couldnt makki have been her godfather instead?’

‘hey!’

offended, oikawa whined but he was cut off with a hand to his head

the only person who would do that was

‘iwa-san!’

you exclaimed and he grinned, going to give you a hug but he noticed the baby on your chest

‘oops. little man on the way, here’

iwa gave you an awkward yet warm hug

‘wheres the others?’

mattsun asked and iwa jutted his head to the side

‘already at the cafe. what took you guys so long?’

mattsun rolled his eyes but grinned

‘its not like y/n just popped out a baby from her va-’

‘issei, say another word and youre going to be in one of your coffins’

you threatened, a smile on your face while fixing your son’s wild curly hair

‘ah, y/n-chan still has her tongue’

the others cheered when you arrived and makki made a beeline towards the hiroto

‘oh! hiro-kun!’

he sang but you placed a finger to your lips

‘oh, hes asleep?’

you nodded

makki hunched over his head and poked the exposed nose

‘hello, hiro-kun’

he whispered

nononononono i cannot be getting soft for hanamaki takahiro right now

hiro sensed that his godfather was near because he shifted and raised one eye open

you softly smiled and gently pulled him out of his carrier

‘wanna go to takahiro?’

not you and issei naming your son after makki because you knew makki probably wouldnt get married and your son is his only chance of fulfilling his dream of having a son named after him

you and others caught up with each other as everyone was now in different parts of the country or even the world

kyo was now a completely different person from before as he was even playing with mari and oikawa was making grabby hands at the other baby

‘makki!!! my turn!!!’

makki glared at him before sighing

‘okay. you go to tooru now, hm?’

he placed the baby bottle down on the table and got up to go over to where tooru sat so he could give away the baby

‘he just ate so hold him like this, oikawa’

he taught oikawa how to hold the baby but oiks pouted

‘you know i stayed with y/n-chan and mattsun when mari was born? so i know how to hold a baby, makki-!’

‘*bleh*’

everyone stopped as hiroto made a burp sound shortly followed with a slightly disgusting sound

tooru froze, hands still on the baby’s bottom and back

his eyes twitched and you and issei huddled to keep your giggles in

‘did he-’

‘yep’

iwa grimaced as he looked over to his friend’s shoulder

the expensive and premium jersey

now stained with baby throw up

‘hey, at least he didnt-’

as kindaichi started, there was a foul smell that engulfed the area

there on tooru’s right hand, was a stinky baby butt

was he

holding

a dirty diaper

right now?

oikawa screamed

a/n: help i have started going to the gym and its so hard but i keep thinking about iwa being a physical trainer and im just like, ‘well, i gotta pretend iwa is here and look good’, please thats the only way im able to push myself during that 20 minutes on the treadmill

ALSO THANK YOU SO MUCH DANGO ANON OR KNOWN AS @fushigurohearts FOR GIVING ME SO MANY IDEAS AND LORE AND I JUST LOVE YOU BAE THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR EVERYTHING

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Roommate HC

Request: hi i love ur account! do u think u could write a HC with kuroo, oikawa, and bokuto on how they would be as roommates! thank you!

Author’s Note: This request had me dying thank u so much! I made this to be platonic but if u guys want a part 2 to make them like each other/you want to see other roommate hc with other characters, let me know!

Warning: mentions of sex, adult language, reader thirsting over iwaizumi cause same

Pairing: Kuroo || Oikawa || Bokuto

Part two

-Kuroo-

You can only be roommates if you’re hella close with Kuroo because if you’re living in a closed space together, shit is bound to happen. He’s basically you’re best friend so nothing is off-limits.

Exhibit A: Shower rants

“ And I told her to mind her own damn business before I kicked her ass!” You said loudly as you sat on the counter of the sink while Kuroo was showering

“ You liar I know you didn’t say all that. Also, can you hand me my toothbrush?”

“ Mm, okay, I didn’t say it but I was thinking it!” You grabbed Kuroo’s toothbrush and opened the curtain to hand it to him,” it’s the thought that counts but then she told me that I was being a bitch! In front of the whole class!”

Kuroo opened the shower curtain to poke his head out,” She called you a bitch in front of the class? What a fucking bitch.”

I feel like Kuroo sleeps in a bit and waits until the last second to wake up so you’re basically his alarm clock

Your favorite way to wake him up is to just bash his head with a pillow until he grabs it from you and hits you back with it ten times harder

“ I think you gave me a concussion.”

“ I- It’s a pillow, you big baby.”

Getting ready in the morning is always pretty chill since Kuroo practically rolls out of the bed, looks at his hair, and decides yep, this is stylish

If he has extra time in the morning, he’ll sit on your bed and watch you do your makeup/hair as you tell him your schedule for the day just cause he can

Can we please remember that Kuroo is a big nerd so that means a lot of all-nighters at the dinner table. If you know he has a big test coming up, you order takeout from his favorite restaurant and you have to physically sit across from him so he actually takes a break to eat dinner

Sometimes he falls asleep at the table while studying so you always grab his phone to set a 15-minute alarm because while he needs to sleep, he also needs the time to study too

On chill days, Kenma usually comes over and the two play video games until the middle of the night. While they’re always super loud, that’s a lie it’s just Kuroo, but whenever they get too loud you come out of your room and you just glare Kuroo down

“ What’s wrong with your face?”

“ My face? This face will be the last thing you ever see if you don’t shut the fuck up. Kenma sweetie, ✨you’re doing great✨!”

OH okay this is just a bonus

so your upstairs neighbors are like bunnies if ya know what I mean. Like they go at it 25/8 and you and Kuroo can’t stand it because how are yall supposed to concentrate

One night while you and Kuroo are watching a movie, you can literally hear your neighbors having crazy-ass sex and Kuroo gets so petty. He grabs a broom from the kitchen and starts hitting it against the ceiling like

‘ Shut! The! Hell! Up!”

“ STOP! What if they get mad?”

“ Who cares? I haven’t had sex in months. If I can’t get laid than no one can get laid!”

“ I don’t even want to think about you and *gags* sex in the same sentence.”

So all in all, Kuroo is probably the easiest roommate to have and you two just work so well together

-Oikawa-

Oikawa isn’t as bad as a roommate as people might think. He’s surprisingly clean and not only does he clean up after himself but he always cleans up after you. He will sass you on how messy you are though

“ Y/N-Chan, I can’t even see the floor to your bedroom, you’re disgusting! I can’t even look at you the same way!”

“ If it’s bothering you then get the hell out of my room!”

“ Your room is a biohazard, how can you live like this?”

“ I SAID GET OUT SHITTYKAWA!”

There’s only one bathroom in your apartment so it’s always a battle to get ready in the morning. His side of the sink has way more stuff than you and you even try out some of his products if they happen to find their way to your side

You can’t even hide it from Oikawa because once you leave the restroom, he notices right away

“ Are you wearing that SPF moisturizer I bought from that new skincare store the other day?”

“ Wha- how did you know?”

“ I can smell it you rat, stop using my skincare products!”

He says that but the next day when you wake up to use the restroom, you see that he bought you your own moisturizer and there’s a sticky note on it ‘ because you desperately need some’

Oikawa also always manages to lose his glasses in the morning so when he’s late, he always wakes you up to help him find his glasses which are somewhere around the apartment

“ Bitch, how hard is it to keep it next to your nightstand before you go to bed?”

“ I forget” 🥺👉🏼👈🏼Oikawa pouts as he squints back at you cause he’s a blind bitch

If Oikawa is your roommate, that definitely means Iwaizumi, Matsukawa, and Hanamaki are always over. One time in the middle of the night, you went to go get a glass of water and you screamed so loud when you saw a dark figure sleeping on your couch

Your heart literally dropped to the floor but when you squinted your eyes, you could make out that it was Hanamaki just crashing on your couch

Thank god, you actually thought there was a stranger-

What you didn’t know was that Matsukawa was sleeping on the floor of the living room and you tripped over his huge, built ass body

“ Y/N? Is that you? Are you okay?”

“ I’m fine-”

“ Ow! Y/N, that’s my hand!”

“ Shit! Sorry- wait, Hajime? Is that you? What the hell-Who else is sleeping here?”

“ Meeeee!”

“Toru?!?! What are you doing out here?” You asked as you turned on the lights to find all four boys camped out in the living room. TF is this? Summercamp???

“ Duh, it’s a sleepover! Wanna join? You can lay next to me Y/N-Chan!”

“ Fuck no you weirdo. Except for you Hajime😚 my room is always open for you!” 🤩🥰🤪🤰🏻

Oh speaking of frick fracking, you and Oikawa have a solid rule that if you’re planning on having sex, please let the other roommate know so there’s not a repeat of that one incident you’re not allowed to speak of

Toru: Can you be out of the house from 8:30-9:30? I’m bringing someone over👉🏼👌🏼

Y/N: You bastard I was going to bring someone over!

Toru: Oh yeah? Who u trying to fuck?👀👀👀

Y/N: Hajime 🤤🤤🤤🤤

Toru: STOP THIRSTING AFTER MY FRIENDS

Y/N: BUT IT’S TRUE LOVE!

Besides all of that mess, Oikawa is such a fun roommate. If yall could live together forever, you definitely would because the banter never stops between the two of you, yall are like an old married couple uwu

-Bokuto-

JESUS you two take a while to mesh

You two are best friends so when he suggested to move in together, you were all for it

But it just took some getting used to

Bokuto wakes up sooooo early to go run and this means blasting music in the shower at 5am & him blending the shit out a smoothie in the kitchen

One time, this dude barged into your room around 5:20 in the morning and had THE AUDACITY to ask if you wanted to go run with him

“ I feel bad leaving you here in the apartment alone, what if you miss me?”

“ If you ever wake me up this early to go run out of all things, I will shave your head do not test me owl.”

He never asks you again don’t worry but he does walk in your room to whisper, rather loudly, that he’s leaving to go run just to give you a heads up

On some mornings when he knows you’re going to have a long day at school, he’ll make you breakfast and it’s actually super sweet cause you two will eat together in the kitchen and talk about what the plan for the day is

If he’s ever too lazy to make breakfast, he’ll grab your favorite pastries during his run and bring it home cause he’s just that type of person

Bokuto is a bit messy and you find yourself cleaning up after him a lot but he makes up for it by being an absolute sweetheart

He assembled all the furniture in the apartment because he likes building stuff and he claims it’s manly. Don’t Mind my language but ✨U couldn’t give a shit ✨about building furniture so you were 100% okay with it

Akaashi came over to help put the couch together and that was arguably the most entertaining thing you had ever seen

“ Bokuto-San, I’m pretty sure these pieces don’t fit.”

“ Akaashi! Are you doubting my ability to read and follow instructions?!?!”

“ I think he’s right, those don’t fit at all.”

*cue emo bokuto ughhhhhhh this bitch*

Whenever Bokuto gets emo at home, you drop everything to help him get out of his funk. Not because what you’re doing isn’t important but if you don’t help, this dude will show up next to your bed full on close to crying

“ Ko, it’s two in the morning, why are you awake?”

“ Are you angry at me that I broke that plate earlier?”

“ Wha- no I’m not mad over a cheap plate. Just go to bed PLEASE!”

No matter how busy yalls schedule gets, you two always make time to have a movie night at least once a week because he claims it’s good for roommate moral

It’s just an excuse for him to snack through the pantry but whatever

He’s also the worst at grocery shopping. Like he notices all the snacks and desserts you like so he’ll buy so much of those things but will fail to get actual protein and vegetables

I know it seems like I’m shitting on Bokuto and I’m not, I feel like Bokuto would also be such a fun roommate. There are some nights where you two will dance around together in your pajamas and camp out on the couch together and those are the moments where you’re thankful he’s your roommate

But he snores so loud I’M SORRY I HAD TO SAY IT

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ukiyo-jaem · 4 years

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NCT Dream Reaction to You Wearing a Short Skirt

Renjun

he was helping you clean out your old closet at your parent's house. both of you had just bought an apartment together so your parents left you the house keys, expecting all the moving hassle to be done when they come back next monday; a road trip being paid by their jobs.

jun spent his time sitting in your old bean bag occupying himself with your old journals and photo albums. "you went to a school with a uniform?" he asked and you looked to see him looking at your old school's photo album.

"wha- oh yeah." you breathed out a slight laugh and dug a little deeper into your closet. "speaking of uniforms." you chuckled and held up the plaid skirt to your body, looking into your mirror.

"i wonder if it still fits." your head leaned to the side. "im gonna try it on." you finally decided and walked to the bathroom and wasting no time. it fit perfectly...just...shorter than you remembered.

you were gonna take it off yet remembering your boyfriend that was sitting in your bedroom.

you tucked your graphic tee into the skirt and went back to your room, his gaze still stuck to your old photos. "so what do you think?" you saw him do a double-take, his eyes landing on your ass that was practically hanging out the bottom.

"it...it fits nice." he nodded, his hands setting the book down beside him on the floor.

"i remember i would get in trouble everyday because the teachers didnt know how to mind their stares." his answer was delayed as he swallowed hard. "i mean..." you noticed a more fidgety renjun as he thought for a moment. "i can't blame them." he whispered but it was enough for you to hear.

you smiled, walking closer to him and lowering yourself onto him so your legs were straddling his thighs; the fabric of the old skirt becoming bunched up at the top of your thighs.

your hands rested on his shoulders, his frame relaxing at your touch as his hands rested on your exposed thighs.

"you're so cute and blushy." you pinched his cheek and his smile fell. a more unsettling tone took place as his eyes seemed to get darker. he took your wrist and gripped your hand roughly, forcing your hand down to his now apparent bulge.

"and you're such a brat. you know what you were doing, baby." an airy laugh escaped his chest as your hand could feel him getting harder by the second.

"so...are we going to do something about this or are you going to keep grinding on my lap acting like i don't notice?"

Jeno

he was finally off and agreed to go on a small date to relax and unwind. "im going to go get ready." you said getting up and kissing his cheek. "alright. ill just wait for you here." he smiled and watch you walk off.

you wanted to do a coupley outfit today. you grabbed a tighter white t-shirt and a shorter pink plaid skirt with one of his oversized flannels. you walked down and he immediately almost started choking on the water he was drinking.

"isnt it so cute?" you asked as you did a little spin infront of him. yet, his response was just picking you up and holding you tightly as he walked back to the bedroom.

you didn't know he was going to react the way he did. jeno saw you in the short and flowy skirt and thought he saw red.

the coffee date seemed so distant as you were both in bed now, entangled in eachother. his hands would grip your thighs with such force it felt like he could break you in half if he really wanted to.

"you just look so good." his lips attacked your neck and painting it with dark hues. "i just can't control myself." your hands gripped and pulled at his hair; messiness setting in and making him look absolutely euphoric.

his hands got lost up your shirt and was just grabbing and pulling roughly. he couldn't take it anymore and just ripped your shirt down the middle, your chest now exposed, rising and falling quickly.

"you look so nice, babydoll." he fawned at you, his hand coming to brush your hair back out of your face.

"you should wear this kind of stuff more often." he winked, laying a more softer kiss against your lonely lips.

[you're mark]

Hyuck

all day...games...after breakfast...games...after lunch...games...after you fell asleep in his arms for nap, you woke up to the constant keyboard clicking...after dinner he was right back in his chair with the rest of the boys on a conference call on his phone; shouting following you down the hall and into the living room.

you were done though. you wanted to have your time with hyuck. it was your turn. you went to your dance bag, grabbing your old costume skirt from a previous dance competition. you went to the bathroom and changed quickly. you added the finishing touch which was one of his shirts; his weakness for seeing you in his clothes running through your revengeful mind.

no time was wasted as you went to the shared bedroom. "no go to the left, jae!" "the other left." your boyfriend yelled at his computer screen.

your soft steps went unnoticed until you were right next to him. you set your hand softly on his shoulder. he only looked at you for a second though. "hey, babe." he spaced back out, not even noticing your attire options.

"jaemin if i have to tell you one more time on where to go i am goi-" your fingertips grazed up the side of his neck, slowly tugging on his hair at the back of his head.

his eyes closed as he leaned his head back and let out a deep sigh. his hands became limp at the keyboard and his friends began calling out for him. you had gotten him exactly where you wanted him.

his gaze became more glazed over as both of you became caught up in each other. "im so lonely, hyuckie." you whined and his hand began trailing up the back of your thigh.

"you just had to ask." he smiled a little and his eyes finally caught his t-shirt hanging from your body.

he turned his chair and leaned forward to grab your body and put you on top of him. "LEE DONGHYUCK WHERE ARE YO-" "im busy. bye." and he hung up quickly as they tried to make him stop.

"now where were we?" he asked as his hand came to both sides of your face, guiding you to kiss him softly, hands then coming down to just go back up his shirt.

yet when he took his shirt off your body, he was met with a pleasant surprise. a white skirt laid bunched up at your hips. his hands came to your exposed ass and began forcibly grind you on his lap.

your soft touches drove him absolutely wild as he wanted to make you more vulnerable as the minutes ticked by.

yall shoulda known where I was bout to go with this...

Jaemin

you went and grabbed one of your skirts you had bought awhile ago and slipped it on with some thigh high socks. you went out and started to clean up a little bit. you began to tidy the living room where jae sat on the couch watching a random show he found.

you bent over and began to clean off the coffee table. "oh sorry, am i in the way?" "a little." he said, craning his neck around you to continue watching the show.

you wanted to face palm and walk off. yet, you were going to push on. you grabbed your phone, checking random emails as you sat in the seat next to him. "hey, jae?" you asked and he only tilted his head toward you, his pinkish hair being contained by a black baseball cap.

"im gonna go out with jeno for a little bit. i'll be back in a couple hours." you said and grabbed your keys from infront of him and trying to walk over his legs.

his arm flew forward and wrapped around your body, pulling you down towards him quickly.

"you're not going anywhere dressed like that, princess." he said, gaze looking down at you in his lap.

"well i want to do something then." you sat up in his lap and crossed your arms over your chest. "then do something. but you're not going to go do something with my friend dressed like this." his touch slowly going up under your skirt.

"well come on, princess. do something." his hands then went behind his head. a smirk sat on his lips and he felt as if he won. he really did and at this point you were desperate.

"please, jaemin. just touch me." you pouted and he wanted to coo at your cute ways but he bit his lip and waited. "i don't think you need me ye-" you grabbed his hand and put it on your clothed heat.

you grinded on his hand desperate for some friction. you were ready for him but he didn't want to give you that satisfaction yet.

he wanted to keep you in this skirt forever and you be his little princess that only he could do this to.

he froze in his position, his eyes locked onto his hand that disappeared under your tiny skirt.

his other hand grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you down towards his lips where he was ready to give you what you were wanting and waiting for.

Chenle

this baby wouldn't know what to do when he saw you in your tiny skirt.

he would feel turned on definitely but didn't want to act out of line and touch you if this wasn't your clear and true intention.

you would have to guide him a little bit on what to do but once he started going, he found it hard to stop. you were a new drug-like anomaly he was completely addicted to.

this was still new to him so you doing this for the soul purpose of getting this kind of reaction...well...he didn't mind it all too much.

he asked you for permission to touch you even when you guided his hands onto you.

"can...can i-" "you don't have to ask lele. just do what feels right." you smiled a little, beginning to kiss up his neck softly. "even if you know it's completely wrong."

boyfriend lele vibes are strong in this one uwu i just had to put it in

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protectwoc · 4 years

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why all reylos are racist

y’all can go ahead and cancel me now because some of you are not going to like what i have to say and i am completely okay with that.

this recent gq interview with john boyega has incensed me. hearing all the things he went through, from disney and from “fans” and with no support from anyone… i’m livid. sometimes when i think about it for too long i start shaking, i’m so furious. and the response from the reylo fandom has infuriated me to a degree i honestly didn’t know was possible.

some of you may have seen my recent tumblr rampage. it’s reylo bullying hours here on my blog, and i’m not sorry either. one person threatened to post screenshots of my comments, which like… okay? i know what the fuck i said, it wasn’t that long ago. in fact i was going to include the screenshots in this post right here, but they blocked me before i had the chance. sorry. i’m sure somebody has them. anyway…

over the past two days in the star wars fandom we have seen something unprecedented: an outpouring of support for john boyega. both reylos and anti-reylos have joined forces to voice support for john in the wake of the gq interview (and the blm protests, let’s be real, some of y’all would not have given half a fuck if it wasn’t suddenly cool to be antiracist). and this showing of unity is one of the most rage-inducing things i’ve ever seen in a fandom (which is saying something; i have seen some shit).

reylo fandom, full offense intended, but where the fuck do you get off? you’re supporting john now? where was this support when tfa came out and you couldn’t stand the thought of him next to your white-girl-self-insert? where was it when tlj came out and your boy ryan completely sidelined him? where was it earlier this fucking year when y’all twisted a harmless joke (like yall haven’t spent years writing reylo-throne-room-sex-meta BULLSHIT) and ignored the vile racist shit coming from your own fav’s mouth? but you’re supporting him now? now that being antiracist is trendy? fuck outta here with that bullshit.

your fandom is the reason for the vast majority of the absolutely subhuman treatment john has endured over the last few years. your fandom influenced ryan (yes i know what his name is) to write tlj the way he did, you have behaved indefensibly here on tumblr.hell writing and drawing and fantasizing about all sorts of racist bullshit, and y’all have STAYED in his twitter mentions spewing hatred seven ways to sunday. but NOW, without a shred of self-reflection, you’re supporting him? now his experiences are valid?

the way that your fandom refuses to take accountability for its actions makes me see red. y’all stay on some “not all reylos” nonsense and i am SICK OF IT. i’m only gonna say this once, and i want you to hear me: you cannot be a reylo and be “antiracist”. you cannot participate in a fandom that has behaved the way yours has and say “blm, uwu acab.” you can’t. like do you think black people are dumb? that we can’t see right through you? we can.

“but rae,” i hear you whining. “you’re gonna say just because i like two characters together i’m a racist?” and of course not. that would be ludicrous. i think just because you knowingly engage and participate in a fandom that has racism encoded in its dna, you’re a racist. i think because y’all are in bed with racist harassers, racist trolls, and racist content creators, you’re a racist. that’s what the fuck i think. y’all lost the right to “it’s just a ship” me the instant you dragged john boyega into this.

here’s an example: i watched tfa about three days after it came out. i watched the first half, saw the obvious relationship set up between finn and rey, and thought, “aw, cute.” then i watched kylo and rey fight, watch him offer to teach her, and thought, “... interesting.”

when i got home i checked tumblr for finnrey content, saw the outpouring of love from black fans, all the cute fanart and fics blooming, and smiled. then, slowly, guiltily, i searched “reylo.”

BOOM. racism. the things i saw in the tag that night are tattooed on my brain. reylos rejoicing about the obvious rey/kyle pairing because “sw would never put her with that monkey finn”. calling him an “oaf”, “useless”, “bumbling”, “stupid”. reylos joking about how “when they talked about the Dark side, [they] didn’t think they meant that kind of dark.” “woke” reylos pretending to ship stormpilot in an obvious ploy to get finn away from kylo. and in between all of that, cute ship art. fun fics. talented gif makers. and nobody saying shit about the reprehensible behavior going on in their tag.

reylo is built on a foundation of racism. from that first week, racism has been woven into the fabric of your fandom, and it’s been going unchecked. and i don’t mean calling out other reylos. that’s not enough. i mean taking actual steps. y’all have been sitting in a cesspool of racism for five years, and its time for you to get the fuck out or shut the fuck up about being an “ally”. y’all need to leave this fandom.

don’t agree? here’s another story. in 2017, when i still watched supergirl (before i grew taste) i shipped karamel. for those of you who don’t know, karamel is the ship of kara zor-el (supergirl) and mon-el, her second love interest. when supergirl was moved to the cw for its second season, the decision was made to abruptly end her romance with jimmy olsen, played by mecahd brooks (a black man) and replace him with mon-el, played by chris wood, a white man, who was revealed to be, among other things, an alien slaveowner, as well as a playboy and all-around terrible person. and i shipped them. look, i’m not defending myself, but i never really bought the chemistry between jimmy and kara. even though mon-el’s introduction and the way that they carelessly disregarded kara’s feelings for jimmy made me uncomfortable, i thought the way melissa played her attraction to chris wood was more believable (and again, i’m not defending myself, but they are now married so it’s not like i was wrong). so i shipped them. simple as that, right?

well, no. not really. because the inherent racism in the way the writers wrote out her admittedly sweet romance with a black man in favor of a white slaveowner jerk kept bothering me. and finally i decided that it made me too uncomfortable to participate in. i never really reblogged any karamel fandom stuff, but i completely divorced myself from the fandom. i stopped reading karamel fic, and i switched to reblogging exclusively jimmy/kara content until the fandom died out/i stopped watching. i made a choice that real life racism is more important to me than a fucking fandom or a ship, and then i acted accordingly. simple as that.

and i’m not saying you have to stop liking the reylo dynamic. i still like the chemistry between kara and mon-el. i’ve shipped problematic ships before (bamon comes to mind) and i don’t think there’s anything wrong with that (to a point). but there’s a difference between liking a ship dynamic and engaging and contributing to a fan culture of racism. you have to stop participating in the fandom. y’all are in bed with people indistinguishable from confederate-flag-waving-all-lives-matter-touting racists and you don’t feel the need to get out of that environment? there comes a certain point where you have to decide if fandom bullshit is more important to you than fighting racism, and unfortunately, reylos have chosen wrong. that, ladies and gentlemen, is why all reylos are racist, regardless of what they say. roll credits.

except i have more to say, so i’m gonna say it. first of all, i’m not trying to hold myself up as some kind of paragon of virtue. i’m not holier-than-thou because all my ships are “woke” or whatever. chemistry is subjective, and we’re all going to be attracted to different ship dynamics, and there’s nothing wrong with that in theory. what matters is the execution. i finally had to say one day, “you know, this ship and the racist baggage it carries is actually less important to me than battling systemic racism on every level, including the fandom level”. y’all thought being antiracist was gonna be easy? that you wouldn’t have to make some actual changes, to make some actual sacrifices? sorry not sorry to disappoint. and if i, a normal-ass person with flaws and problematic thinking that i’m still dealing with and the whole ine yards, can make that decision, then other people should be required to as well.

(what really irks me is that the karamel fandom wasn’t even really that bad! i definitely could have gotten away with being a karamel stan in 2017. thankfully the supercat and supercorp shippers were doing the lord’s work and bullying them into submission (don’t think i’m letting y’all off the hook either, y’all have got some racism to deal with as well but that’s an essay for another day) but like most of the racism happened at the writing level; the fandom itself wasn’t engaging in racist clownery on the regular. but like the reylos are. y’all see racist bullshit coming from your neighbor, fav fic writer, artist, gif maker, whatever, and don’t say shit? don’t feel the need to distance yourself from them? gtfoh.)

i made this argument earlier when i was on my rampage (which i’m still on btw so don’t clown in my inbox, you will get your shit rocked) but i’m going to make it again because i feel like its important to note. when i pointed out that existing in the reylo fandom while you are aware of its racism makes you complicit in that racism, a white reylo told me earlier that (paraphrasing, my memory’s not as good as it used to be and i did mention that they’d blocked me) “you don’t solve a problem like systemic racism by ignoring it. leaving the fandom would be allowing it to happen.” when i pointed out that that’s police officer rhetoric almost verbatim, she (a white reylo) admonished me (a black woman) not to compare police brutality to a “ship war.” lmao.

look, clearly y’all need a refresher on what “systemic” means. it means, quite simply, that there are systems, large and small, allow for racism to exist, and it also means that allowing for racism to exist on the small scale means expecting it on a large one. like you think police officers spring fully formed from the head with racist ideals already ingrained? no! they learn it and learn to justify it with “well just because my friend made a racist joke doesn’t make me a racist” and “just because i laughed at my friend’s using a racist term in my video game doesn’t make me a racist” and “just because my friend is a racist doesn’t mean i’m a racist” and then we have people watching their coworkers kneel on a man’s back for 8 minutes with no remorse. i’m not gonna solve police brutality by fighting reylos on tumblr, but fandom racism is real racism with consequences on our world, and i don’t tolerate ANY type of racism. and the fact that you are so willing to not just tolerate it but justify it should say something to you.

and not all reylos are like this. similar to cops, good reylos don’t last. i have seen people grow so disgusted by the racism in the reylo fandom that they publicly turned their backs on it, and those reylos i respect. you’ve heard of “the only good cop is an ex-cop” well get ready for “the only good reylo is an ex-reylo”.

(and also like far be it from me to justify a cop but one could at least say they have their livelihoods to think about (not like they couldn’t just pick a nonmurderous profession but i digress) but you reylos can’t even choose between taking a stance against the hateful and unjustified bullying of a man who had the audacity to… get a job (?)... over a ship? come on now.)

the point of all this is, for all their posturing about “being antiracist” and “fuck 12” and “support john boyega”, reylos have decided that a relationship between two fictional people is more important than all the black and brown people who are hurt by that decision and the consequences of that decision. and before y’all pull some “b-but there are POC reylos!” (stop fucking using poc as an adjective, its a noun, it stands for person of color, please use it as such) internalized racism is a thing. busting out your token “reylo of color” (see how easy that was?) is not going to change my mind. all reylos are complicit in the racism of their peers, and being complicit makes you culpable. full stop.

and that is why the public support of john boyega from the reylo fandom has me seeing red. renounce your fandom or keep that man’s name out of your mouth. anyway, this was long and ranty and entirely stream-of-consciousness and i’m refusing to edit it so it’s probably completely incomprehensible to anyone besides me but if you made it this far thanks for reading ig. all reylos are racist, blm, fuck 12, acab, stan john boyega, don’t clown in my inbox unless you’re coming to bully me for being a karamel shipper, which i deserve (or do, i couldn’t give less of a fuck). good night.

#john boyega #anti reylo #raetalks

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tscmu · 4 years

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first dates with haikyuu boys :)

pt 1. - msby black jackals

genre; kinda fluff idk?? just kinda cute early relationship tings

warnings; secondhand embarassment, lil suggestive comments ( from atsumu who am i kidding )

characters; bokuto, atsumu, hinata + sakusa

all characters r timeskip and 18+ !!

koutarou bokuto

- bruh youd be terrified for this date like.. a guy youve hardly spoken to with a massive personality asking you to meet him at a tiny cafe.. ok

- hed love tiny cafes though like the ones nobody are in so its just you two.. AWH

- dates wouldnt be a massive thing to him so youd be dressed up casual formal with light makeup on and hed strut off the bus in his kit literally sweating, just left practice and youd be like 😳

- you wouldve met him at a club like a week back when you were both off your faces and youd wake up the next morning with no idea what happened the night before, just like 10 texts from someone with the contact name ‘BokJUt OWks MAn’ asking you on a date.. why wouldnt u say yeah??

- it would go rly well !!

- i think itd be a bit slow at first, like youre both describing your lives when.. it happens

- youre both just aimlessly chatting, both tuning in and out of conversation waiting for the food to come when.. you hear it. the thing that you did that you thought NOBODY else did. and he does it.

- “and one of my roommates tsumu always yells at me because i collect stamps-” “WAIT YOU COLLECT STAMPS?? ME TOO BRUH”

- youd both have a joint aneurysm literally

- after that youd be infatuated with eachother ITD BE SO CUTE

- youd get the bill both like a lil tipsy, heading further into the town to just go window shopping in the moonlight

- UWUWUWUWUWUWU pls

- then hed accidentally set off the jewellery shop alarm pointing at a pretty ring and poking the glass too hard-

- when your taxi came he’d be really sad.. then as you close the door hed just jump in and find his own way home HAHAHA

- 10/10 date would do again.. and you did

atsumu miya

- oh you would be EXCITED

- until you found out his suggestion.. one of his own fucking games

- you just cut it down to the fact that he was a personal volleyball player, he was probably busy, yk?? but no it was because he wanted to show off to you🙄🙄

- you met him on the street like he literally picked you up on the street.. only he yall only he

- well of course you liked him have you seen him

- you exchanged numbers and were texting for like a week ( where he just begged you to come to a game ) before finally you said ok

- because its a date you didnt wanna bring along someone else so you just kinda showed up on your own and followed the crowd.. before finding out you were on the WRONG SIDE OF THE COURT

- he teased you about this for years to come and you wanted to burst out crying every time

- after finally finding the right seat on the RIGHT SIDE, the players came out and.. lets say you were surprised

- you didnt know that much about volleyball beforehand but.. d a m n

- those uniforms were hot😳😳

- the game went well and they won ( to his extreme happiness ), and then you finally got to meet him again

- it was subtle at first, like while he was signing shirts hed look over his shoulder and wink or something lmao

- thats until hinata and bokuto got to the area you were at and went feral, killing tsumus whole vibe HAHA

- “OH SHIT THATS THE GIRL HE INVITED!!” “WAIT IS IT- OH HI Y/N!! HES BEEN TALKING ABOUT YOU FOR AGES HE EVEN JE-” “BRO FUCK OFF”

- to which you just laughed your head off about

- bro he gave you a kiss on the cheek when he walked over making all the fangirls go absolutely feral.. twitter talked abt it for AGES even after you revealed you were dating 2 months after it happened

- you had to wait around for HOURS whilst he talked to interviewers.. struggles of being famous🥶‼🔥

- but it was worth it ofc

- he took you out to this lil restaurant when he finally got away and even walked u home.. such a gentleman damn

- “so when can i see you again.. and maybe a bit more ;)” “sHUT UP-”

- lets just say u definitely did that again-

shoyo hinata

- oh my god hed be more nervous than you were

- hed overdress like.. not full suit but pretty damn close

- i feel like hed not be that focused on women?? the volleyball grind comes first yk

- but when he made eye contact w you across the meeting table.. jeez he went feral

- bro when he was asked a question he couldn’t function you were just like ??

- atsumu basically had to ask you out for him after it finished he was so nervous HAHA

- you called him cute when he pulled up and he genuinely turned into a tomato like.. ushijima would farm him if he saw him

- hed book you a table at this really fancy restaurant ( with a lil financial help from kenma ) and you were genuinely shocked lmao

- i feel like youd work with the jackals as like a promoter or sumn and hed just be shocked.. like he didnt know you even existed bruh??

- because of that hed be pretending hed had his eye on you for a while ( to which you just laughed knowing he was trying to be cool )

- hed tell you to order something expensive but you knew how much those guys got paid.. yeah no.

- but hed warm up MASSIVELY like by the end of it after a glass and a bit of wine youd both be like peas in a pod literally

- youd go for a lil walk around the city centre before u found a taxi.. HED BE SO SAD LIKE HE DIDNT WANT IT TO END??

- hed go in for the kiss i know he would

- youd be like ??? but kiss him back bc why wouldnt u hes a baby

- best date you’d had in a couple years by far

kiyoomi sakusa

- you literally wouldnt realise it was a date until the end i stg this man

- hed deadass show up to ur door and be like ‘cmon’ and youd be like EXCUSE ME SIR-

- i feel like you wouldve known eachother for at LEAST a couple months

- and he wouldve just done NOTHING like you didnt even know he felt a romantic connection to you

- but trust me he did

- he just didnt know the words to say :(

- but this is what the lads told him to do LMAO

- before u knew what was happening you were in the backseat of a taxi and he was telling them a street in the middle of the city-

- “oh we’re going out to dinner” “wha- i didnt bring my purse tho-” “eh.” literally

- you were kinda surprised because you knew how much he hated crowds and dinner in the city seemed unlike him, more like something you would enjoy

- but thats exactly why he did it

- youd pull up and do a double take when he was asking for a table.. WHO THE FUCK WAS SITTING AT THE BACK OF THE RESTAURANT

- however after being motioned to shut up by atsumu you acted like you saw nothing

- it was just like the other times youd hung out but he was a little more.. interested in you

- not like suggestive, he just genuinely was asking about like how your day was, etc IT WAS CUTE AS HELL

- it was at that point you realised oh shit, this might be a date-

- when it was over you suggested going into the city and looking in shops for a bit, but the restaurant filled with people was enough for him lmao

- you got a taxi back and were standing outside your apartment door when he did something hed never done before

- MANS HUGGED YOU

- it was then you realised.. did he actually like you??

- spoiler he did

- and things were different between you ever since IM UWUING PLS

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spicyfoodboi · 4 years

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Bakugo with a super reserved s/o that takes awhile to open up, and she trusted bakugo enough to let him see her true colours aka loud and the talk your ear off type? She over heard him say that her talking so much was annoying sometimes and she kinda just closes off again and he’s super confused and sad cause he misses how she’s talk about her favourite things or her day?? Sorry if it too detailed!!

"Hey... Talk to me"

Genre: slight angst then fluff

A katsuki bakugo x reader

A/n: hey yalls! Another lovely request from anon, thank you anon for the lovely request! Don't be scared to request anything, im down uwu. Anyhow, let's get on with it!

You were having a bad day. Well, more than a bad day. You were always reserved and quiet, keeping a smile on your face while putting others before your own emotions. When bakugo asked you out, you didn't know what he saw in you. He told you on multiple occasions to open up and finally you broke and started getting comfortable with him, telling him about your day, laughing out loud and with confidence and just having fun around him. You had fun so you thought he had fun too.

You must have heard it wrong. You were walking into the kitchen when you heard your name being mentioned by kirishima. You stayed around the corner to hear what they were talking about. "so... How's (y/n)?" kirishima asked to someone. The person's booming voice spoke and you recognized it immediately. "she's so annoying laughing out loud, telling me about her day even though i don't care." bakugo said, you imagined him scoffing, leaning on the counter while kirishima was doing something. "i thought (y/n) kept to herself?" kirishima asked again. "hell no. She never keeps anything to herself around me and it's so irritating." he said, a sound of venom in his voice.

You had enough, you walked past them so they could see her walking by. Bakugo's face went from irritated to stunned, kirishima's went from neutral to pity in a snap. You started to walk faster when you heard footsteps behind you. You booked it back to your room in tears, ignoring bakugo, who was calling your name. You slam the door shut on his face. You leaned on the door and slid down to the cold floor where the first of your sobs racked out of your chest. The only thing you could hear was your sobs and bakugo banging on the door, begging you to come out.

For the next few days, you avoided bakugo like the plague. If he did manage to get you alone, you would stay silent and try to get away from him. He was getting desperate, to the him point that he asked for help from the bakusquad.

"you want us to convince (y/n) to talk to you again?" "YOU GUYS KNOW YOU OWE ME, JUST DO IT!" bakugo said, grumbling, going back upstairs to his room. Denki and kirishima approached you the next day with small smiles on their faces. "hey (y/n)! How are you?" kirishima asked. You gave him a smile "i'm fine. What's up with you guys?" things have not been fine, and they know that. "bakugo wants to talk to you (y/n). He's been more crankier than ever because he's getting desperate in talking to you. Please do it, we're the ones who pays the price." denki said bluntly, earning a head smack from kirishima. "he just said to meet him in his room just to talk. Good luck!" he said, dragging denki away from you. You decided to go just to hear what he has to say.

You knocked on bakugo's door, you could hear some shuffling before the door opens, a sigh of relief escapes his lips. "(y/n)... Good. You're here! Come in!" he said, opening the door wide to reveal his bed ready for a movie night, your favorite snacks on the desk, his laptop on netflix on your favorite tv show. You gave a slight smile and walked in, sitting on the edge of the bed hesitantly.

He sat down next to you, taking one of your hands, you thought to pull away but you didn't. "hey... Talk to me. I'm sorry i said those things. I didn't mean them, i was trying to get kiri off my back. I- i'm sorry." he said. You knew he wasn't great with words and you knew he never liked to say sorry but he did just for you.

"forgive me? Please?" he said, taking your other hand and squeezing it. You smiled at him, "you want to hear me talk about things again?" you asked. "yes. I missed your voice too much." he said pulling you into the bed, letting your head rest on his chest so you can listen to his heartbeat. "then in that case, i forgive you." you said, nuzzling into his chest more. Well then. Let's get this marathon started!" he said enthusiastically. You gave a cheer, enjoying the rest of the night with the blonde boy.

WWEEEEWOOOOOO! We are done! Hopefully you guys enjoyed this because i did enjoy writing this. Don't be scared in requesting. Thanks for reading! Love you guys 😘😘

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heyitsyn · 4 years

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Manager!Seijoh Part 8

a/n: okay so since my halloween special was a flop ill write this instead but uwuwuwuwu its also my birthday today so hehe this is kinda a special request too :D

WAIT YOU GUYS THIS IS TOTALLY IRRELEVANT IF YOURE NOT A POTTERHEAD BUT OMG I SHARE THE SAME BIRTHDAY AS SIRIUS BLACK LIKE WHAT :”) I THINK I SAVED A COUNTRY IN MY PAST LIFE OR SOMETHING :”)

for more seijoh content, check this masterlist out!

anon:

- IF IT WAS YOUR BIRTHDAY! omg :0 i think we can all agree that the ramen shop will get GOOD BUSINESS that day. but it was a total surprise when the upperclassmen basically JUMP you after exiting your last class. vball practice? deliberately cancelled cuz today is YOUR day. kyo leading you, iwa making sure your eyes are closed while oikawa keeps teasing you on how you’re letting a group of men take you BLIND (cue the PUNCH). your smile is worth the XXX amount spent c,:

LOOK HOW CUTE MATTSUHANA ARE IN THIS LIKE OMG ITS LIKE IWAOI SPIRIT SWITCHED W THEIRS AND NOW IWAOI HAVE TO PULL THEM APART INSTEAD OF THE OTHER WAY AROUND

okay yay happy birthday to me uwu

i kinda put this request off since my borfday was right around the corner so hahaha to the anon who requested this, here it is!!!

okay anyways!!!

so today is your borfday

obvs this could be any day lmao it doesnt have to be today but it can be any day just pretend the calendar was different lmao

you were born today and your parents and natsu obvs celebrated it the morning you woke up

like you were peacefully holding your squirtle plushie and snuggling close to get more sleep bc it was still early

but natsu quite literally kicked your door down and your parents walked in with a large cake with candles

STEPBRO WHAT ARE YOU-

okay ill stop now

ofc you were startled bc what the hek

like you were so surprised that you rolled off the bed and landed harshly on the floor

instead of being yanno ‘yey! its my borfday!’ you were like ‘dear asahi kill me’

waking you up at the buttcrack of dawn?

lmao 10/10 not recommend

natsu felt really bad and he pulled you up from the floor and situated you back on the bed while your parents backtracked back downstairs

‘ohmygosh babygirl im so sorry i didnt mean to hulk smash you to the floor’

im sorry sir what 💀

this whore

you waved him off but he still felt guilty so he just pressed kisses to your forehead to soothe it

meanwhile youre just leaning against him, eyes closed, bc you grew up with natsu always doing this whenever you got hurt so it was such a soff moment for you

eventually, he was able to bring you downstairs and your parents were lowkey scared lmao but you smiled at them

‘thank you for the cake’

they breathed a sigh of relief and you sat down on the chair to eat breakfast

‘here darling’

you accepted the bowl of rice from your madre and you ate your birthday breakfast with them while yall are saving the cake for later during dinner

when you finished, you were getting up and shouting up the stairs that you were showering first

hehe natsu was all like ‘lmao why? its like 4 in the morning’

you froze, foot hovering over a step and you sighed

‘excuse me what 💀‘

yea no

you were dragged back to the kitchen and you were all pouty bc duh who the hek wants to wake up that early but your parents saved themselves by giving you your parents early

(literally anything you guys want they gave you okay? but only like 3 lmao not a bajillion things)

you were still grateful for everything and you felt very much appreciated

since it was still early, you just decided to screw it and got ready to go to school early and set up the gym for early morning practice

natsu volunteered to go with you to school but you shook your head

‘nah, im okay. the walk is peaceful’

he huffed, crossing his arms, but nodded anyways

‘fine. only because its your birthday’

hehehehe the amount of freedom during your day of birth

you were of course the first one in the gym but you didnt mind bc you actually liked the quietness that was so rare inside there

you turned on some (f/m) (lmao favorite/music) and you were sweeping, unknowingly swaying and dancing slightly

at around 5:40, the third years have arrived and since theyre the eldest, they usually get there first

omg the blush explosion on their faces when they saw you twirling around with the mop and ofc oikawa being the little poopie head he is, he swooped in and held your waist

you got startled but seeing the soft brown eyes of your captain made a soft smile appear on your face

‘hello, oikawa-san’

you whispered and he nuzzled his face to the side of your head softly

‘morning, y/n-chan’

before he could go on, iwa threw him away behind him and you giggled

mattsun raised an eyebrow at your odd behavior

‘hm? why are you so happy today, y/n-chan?’

you stopped then chuckled

‘nothing much, mattsun-san’

you didnt really want to tell them it was your birthday bc tbh you didnt think it was a big deal or anything

the others werent complaining bc they rarely see you so lively and upbeat and they loved it

you were humming under your breath for gods sake

the other boys have trickled in and again, they also went ‘?’

your soft smiles, giggles, and joy was everything to them

god bless for this beautiful morning

poor kindaichi cowered in fright as he braced himself for a scolding from you for missing a block but he got even more scared when you just patted his head

‘its okay, yuu-kun. there’s always a next time’

yea there was something wrong

unfortunately, school was starting and they weren’t able to start questioning you and there aint no way kindaichi and kunimi were going to do that themselves without the upperclassmen who could calm you down if you got too defensive

you were skipping down the hallway and you even looped your arms around your first year friends and they shared a confused look before being dragged by you

during class, darling kunimi was too busy and distracted by your quiet singing of some show that takeru watched when you were over

‘KUNIMI-SAN, IS MATH SO BORING THAT YOU FIND INTEREST ON L/N-SAN INSTEAD?’

yes, yes it is

but he didnt say that and instead turned away so fast that you felt the wind beside you

DID A 180 CRAZY~~~

he texted the separate bros group chat about you still being all happy and they were all curious as to what makes you so happy

during lunch time, kindaichi usually went over to go eat with you and kunimi right?

but he was surprised when he just saw kunimi there without you

‘wh-’

‘i dont know’

‘what do you mean you dont know?!’

nah fam we not dying yet

natsu texted you earlier that he had a bento for you that he made himself and he wanted you to eat it instead of the one your mom made

you were passing by the building entrance door thingy and caught the attention of the third years who were at the rooftop eating their lunch

there was also other students outside and they watched your flowery aura skip over to the equally attractive hiroshi natsu

‘y/n-chan~’

he cooed and you smiled up at him

curse him and his tall height

he let you hold the f/c cloth covered box so he could cup your face and kiss over your booboo again

‘wo mow, matsu-’

translation: no more, natsu!

you whined as he kept kissing your forehead and you were turning red at the attention from the other students

dang oikawa crushed his juice box at the sight even though he knew natsu was just a cousin

‘ill save you, y/n-chan!’

he shouted, already flying down the stairs towards you and the other third years after him to keep him from doing something stupid

but they also lowkey wanna see you too

but by the time they reached the entrance, you were already walking away and even passed by the quartet, giving them a close-eyed smile and a cute ‘hello!’

the 3 were distracted by you and were coddling you while oikawa ran out and shouted after natsu’s retreating form

‘natsu! oi, natsu!’

as if the boy was purposely ignoring him, natsu kept walking forward

‘HIROSHI NATSU!’

his scream finally made him turn around and natsu’s face held a teasing smirk

‘oya? chibi-chan?’

KDJFSLFDFKDSJKFD YES YOU CALLED?

oikawa huffed and panted as he firmly walked over to natsu

‘tell me, hiroshi natsu. why is y/n-chan all cutesy and happy today?’

then the smirk fell, replaced by an actual, genuine annoyed look

‘hah?’

oikawa blinked

‘what do you mean ‘hah’?’

natsu waved his hands around in a frenzy of shock

‘so you mean to tell me, you, oikawa tooru, the dude who literally woke up the neighborhood at the buttcrack of dawn a few weeks ago, in love with my cousin, doesn’t know what today is?’

‘was i supposed to,,,, know?’

KSDLFJSDKFJDS THIS DUDE

natsu’s face became a meme and the guy was so disappointed that he just turned around and continued walking

oikawa gasped and clutched natsu’s arm, begging and pleading to tell him

ofc the little shite natsu is, he smirked down at oikawa’s kneeling form

‘hmm, gotta say, chibi-kun. i like this view~’

KDSLFJSDKFJLSDKFJDKS WHOS CHILD ARE YOU, HIROSHI NATSU

‘tell me, natsu-chan!’

the puppy eyes of oikawa tooru not only affected girls but also boys fully socked homosexual boys so natsu had to turn away, fighting down a blush

stay loyal to katsuki

wait, no, probably tetsu

or kenma

or both

or keiji

‘-me! natsu-chan!’

that snapped the pink-haired boy out of his thoughts and crossed his arms, glaring down at oikawa

‘hm, why do you wanna know so bad? youre on your knees, begging me for information you shouldve already known since you claim to like her so much’

oikawa pouted and he sniffled

‘i wanna know everything about y/n-chan. i wanna know what today is so i can make her as happy as she is today forever!’

‘youre so cheesy’

natsu chided and oikawa pouted even harder causing natsu to sigh and pinch his nose

‘the girl was born today’

oikawa’s face lit up and he hurriedly stood on his feet, hands on natsu’s biceps since he could barely reach natsu’s shoulders bc of his 6′5 height

‘its her birthday today?!’

‘i literally just said that-’

‘oh my gosh! we need to plan something!’

oikawa started but then frowned

‘but we’re in school so it would be too late to do a surprise when we finish’

his mumbles

filled their vicinity and natsu finally realized where exactly they were so he tugged the still mumbling boy over to the side out of people’s view

ohmygosh if i saw 2 handsome, tall, hot boys there, id be staring too omg

‘oi, oikawa’

he still didnt budge until natsu had to kick him at the leg

rip not his knee yall

tooru flinched and hatefully glared at the boy but natsu pointedly glared at him right back

‘before you start bitching to me, i was just gonna suggest i can help you and your little plan to woo my baby cousin’

as if he wasn’t irritated in the first place, tooru lit up and he excitedly clung onto natsu

‘really? you’ll really help me?’

natsu rolled his eyes and tried to pry the brunette off of him but he felt the grip tighten

‘listen, oikawa, as much as i like having pretty boys hang on to me, i’d really appreciate if you just back off a bit and actually understand what im saying’

can i just say how long their lunch break is?

and not at natsu trying to get with oikawa and oikawa completely missing it

‘you can go do your education scam system thing while i can go set things up over at that one noodle place she likes’

natsu explained

oikawa was about to smile until he paused and leaned away

‘theres a catch. i know theres a catch’

then natsu smirked, confirming oikawa’s suspicion

‘ill think about what i really want but for now, i just wanna see that one doggie boy you guys have. also, your friend with the big arms’

lmao imagine the surprise in oikawa’s face

‘YOU GO FOR THEM BUT NOT ME?!’

‘why? you want me to?’

‘YES! i mean, well-no but YES!’

‘*sigh*’

thats how oikawa ended up telling the boys about the last minute birthday surprise for you and the help from natsu

‘yea, apparently its her birthday. also, iwa-chan, kyoken-chan, you need to talk to natsu-chan’

‘hah?! why?!’

‘THAT IDIOT?!’

you were minding your own business during class until you saw kunimi raise his hand

‘yes, kunimi-kun?’

‘bathroom’

normally, you wouldve just looked away but you noticed him grab his bag when the teacher wasn’t looking which prompted you to sigh since he was skipping class

i mean, whats the point of skipping class when the day is about to be over in like 15 minutes anyways?

‘make sure to come to practice’

you whispered when he passed and he smiled, making you raise an eyebrow bc that was a smile you knew that had a hidden meaning behind it

when the bell rang, everyone nyoomed themselves out of there and you were just walking past the door when a body came crashing to you which made you distracted and allowed a chance of vulnerability

there was a pair of hands covered your eyes from behind, hands grabbed your own from in front, and an arm around your waist started to guide you forward

‘um, just so you know, i have the power of god, anime, and iwa-san by my side and i wont hesitate to kick you in the di-’

‘its so cute when y/n-chan threatens us’

a voice from in front of you hums and you smiled

‘you wont think im really cute once youre on the floor clutching your di-’

‘oi, y/n, ill wash your tongue with soap’

‘yes, iwa-san’

you continued to walk, completely trusting at the hands of your boys, when you felt yourself being pulled to turn a corner

‘iwa-san? aren’t we going to the gym? why are we exiting the gates?’

the boys exchanged a look of amazement at your sense of intuition and the accuracy of your guess despite being deprived of your senses

‘dont think you can lie to us, y/n-chan! how could you not tell us its your birthday today?!’

you heard mattsun a few feet in front of you whine and you giggled

‘its not important’

then kyotani scoffed, you knowing it was him by feeling him twitch by the arm around your waist

‘boke, of course its important’

‘so your punishment for lying to us, we’re kidnapping you’

makki teased and you rolled your eyes beneath iwa’s hands

‘oh, shiver me timbers’

the walk continued, you still being dragged around, and you heard oikawa laugh

‘oh dear, its a sight to see, ain’t it? if only you can see the looks people are giving us, y/n-chan~ a group of boys taking a little girl like you? how could you trust us to not do something to you-ACK!’

you cut him off when you lifted your foot to kick right where it hurts the most

forget his weewee

its the knee

poor child crumbled to the floor and had to be picked up by baby watari

‘oh wata-cchi, youre the only one who cares about oikawa-san!’

you heavily sighed at the exagerrated theatrics of your captain

‘the one day. the one day when he could be a normal person for once’

you grumbled but stopped when you heard iwa laugh by your ear

‘he’s right you know. you technically lied to us when we asked if there was something special’

you shivered and you leaned your head back

‘its okay, iwa-san. we can talk about it after this event. make sure to give me my present, okay?’

SKDLFJSDKFJDSKFLDS GIRL NO I CANT I WANNA JUMP-

but iwa chuckled and he promised you that you would love his present

kyotani’s arm tightened around you, as if prompting you that he was still there and he wanted your attention too

‘careful there, pup’

he warned when you almost tripped over air

‘hehe, i know ill always be safe when youre next to me, kyo-san’

you teased and he was lucky your eyes were covered bc you would see the way his cheeks tinted red

‘s-shut up, idiot! maybe i shouldve just let you fall and hit your head! not like its gonna do damage since theres nothing there anyways!’

you just giggled and he retaliated by pinching your waist to which you squealed and gripped his hands

then the smell of the ramen broth entered your nose

‘are we-?’

‘nope! not there yet, y/n-chan!’

oikawa’s voice made you whine and complain but then he stopped, making everyone else stop too

‘okay, iwa-chan, kyoken-chan, release her!’

both grumbled something about you being treated like a pokemon but stopped when your eyes widened and contorted into confusion

‘huh?’

oikawa grinned and your eyes met to see the way his eyes crinkled, a tell-tale sign that this one was a rare genuine smile

‘come on! lets go!’

you let him take you inside the restaurant until your feet stopped, eyes wide when you noticed the streamers and the cake by the corner

your parents stood with natsu by the table and a large smile decorated your face

‘you,, you did this for me?’

you whispered and the team made noises of agreement

‘we had to do something for you to celebrate the day you were born. its a special day because you came into the world and we were able to meet you’

yahaba grinned and you gave him a big hug but you leaned back a bit so that the others would know you’re talking to them too

‘everyone, thank you. i love you’

they all scoffed a bit to hide their flustered state but they still smiled and each gave you a hug

‘oi! come here and eat the food! oikawa’s paying today!’

natsu shouted, which caught the attention of some customers in the restaurant, but they just ignored it bc theyve seen you and the team so many times that yall practically lived there

‘what?! i didnt-’

oikawa started but your mother came up to him and clasped her hands to his, sharing the same exact grin you have

‘you must be oikawa tooru. y/n has told me loads about you’

excuse him while he descends to heaven bc your mother is practically another you

iwa was already acquainted with your dad so they started talking and you just stood back, observing your two families interact with each other

you were so unbelievably happy that it hurts

kindaichi noticed you and he slinked away from the debate between makki and mattsun to go sling an arm around you

‘so? what do you think?’

you turned to him with glassy eyes

‘im so blessed. so blessed to have these amazing people with me’

poor babie panicked a bit bc he didnt really know how to comfort a crying girl but he just wrapped his arms around you

‘hehe, its kinda the other way around actually. we’re blessed to have someone like you’

he whispered and you giggled then playfully hit his shoulder

‘so cheesy, yuu-kun’

he leaned away from the hug and gave you an offended look

‘but its true! i dont know what we did to have-’

‘Y/N-CHAN! NO! HELP!’

oikawa shouted from the other side, cutting off your soft moment with kindaichi

‘what are you doing, natsu?’

you noticed your cousin wrapping his arms around your captain and trying to drag him away but poor tooru was scrambling to escape

‘we made a deal, didnt we, darling~? i know what i want now and youre going to have to give me you’

oikawa screamed

a/n: can we please pretend i posted this on november 3? bc i was dumb and forgot to post this and KLDJLSDKFJDSKD IM SO ANGRY but its okay at least i am able to publish this haha

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