#pls don’t hate me i luv u </3

[shxyo-sho]

when you fall asleep on their shoulder ♡

pairings: itadori, nanami, junpei, nobara x gn!reader

warnings: none!

genre: fluff

a/n: this is literally like a year late i’m saurrrr sorry 😭🙏🏼 but i finally found the motivation to finish this stupidly cute request and i hope you love it and that it was worth the wait :)) thank you for requesting and for getting me over my writers block, enjoyyy @neinpls <3 (ps ur so nice i’m in luv w u)

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Itadori Yuji

-> The wave of tiredness that hits after missions was no joke, especially considering how late it was. Itadori sat directly beside you on the ride back to school after a successful exorcism. It was dark and quiet, only the sounds of raindrops hitting the metal of the car could be heard. They sounded like a song almost, lulling you to sleep. Itadori’s too busy fighting his own exhaustion to notice yours, at least until he feels a soft weight on his shoulder. You were out cold and he couldn’t help but smile. Gently, he lifts your head and places it on his lap instead, wanting to save you from any later neck pain. You’re cute like this, he thinks. With your mouth hanging open, clothes slightly ruffled but you’re completely and utterly relaxed. He brings one hand up to sift through your hair, soft yet very messy, while the other interlocks with your fingers. Lingering thoughts of love fill his mind before he himself falls asleep. He hopes you’re dreaming of him, the same way he is of you.

Nanami Kento

-> Nanami quietly reads the last line of the chapter from his book, softly closing it and setting it on the nightstand beside him. Upon looking down, he is met with your sleeping face, lips slightly parted and chest rising and falling with every breath taken. You regain consciousness for a moment, telling your husband, through slurred words, to continue reading the book. He can only chuckle and watch as you fall back into a deep slumber, head resting on his chest. A whispered declaration of his love slips past his lips and it feels like second nature to him. He leaves a delicate kiss to your temple, then another and another. Wrapping you in his arms, Nanami hopes to feel this tranquility forever.

Junpei Yoshino

-> Junpei leans forward in his seat, eyes not once leaving the screen. It’s movie night for the both of you and an old horror movie plays on his living room tv. He slightly jumps when he feels a sudden weight on his shoulder, pausing the movie to glance at you. A dorky smile adorned his face as he watched you fight the urge to fall asleep. Your eyes barely opening only to fall shut again. “Babe the movie just started and you’re already falling asleep,” he say’s partially laughing at you. Your eyes snap open, for only a moment, as you urge your boyfriend to press play again, promising to watch from now on. He obliges but watches as you fall back into sleep, keeping your promise for all of 3 seconds. He moves to lay down and pulls your body on top of his, getting lost in the warmth of your embrace.

Nobara Kugisaki

-> Nobara softly sets the bags of newly bought clothes down, right beside her legs. The train is packed with passengers and she can’t help but glare. There were so many people, so many loud and sweaty people. Too busy frowning at everyone in eyesight, she fails to notice your dazed state. Only when she feels your head fall onto her shoulder does she look over to you. “I guess all that shopping tired you out huh” she mumbles, beginning to maneuver your head onto her lap. She smiles down at you, soaking in the peaceful moment. She always believed that gentleness was not one of her strong suits but as she held your face, tender eyes scanning each and every detail, she may have proven herself wrong.

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[nereidprinc3ss]

okay i know this is kind of a specific request but can you do something with professor Spence and uni reader where they get into a spat and argue bc she did something stupid and he gets mad and she’s like “noooo pls don’t be mad i hate when you’re mad at me I’m sorry🥺” bc she literally cannot function knowing she let him down (me with everybody) but he’s like super stubborn and goes all closed up and quiet so that he doesn’t like blow up on her until she finally says like “pls talk to me” and he’s all pissed and like “hell na bitch u crazy!🗣️‼️” but then later he’s like “it’s ok i love u but neva do that shit again ho” then they make up and it’s good again 🎀 ok i explained that so poorly (and comedically if i may) but i hope u get it and pls make it SO DRAMATIC bc I live for drama! like she steals test answers or something or does something that could like get her kicked out of school OR him lose his job 🤔 sigh … idk I’m leaving now. Also i LOOPOOOCE ORRKGOOVI love your fics. Luv em

hey girl (gender neutral) this made me laugh bc genuinely sometimes i write spencer so ooc that is what he sounds like. and i'm not sorry! anyway this is potentially a vyvanse fueled nightmare but i wrote it and i'm posting it MY BLOG MY RULES BITCHESSSS!!!! but genuinely read the content warning LMAO this one got a lil kick to it

warnings/tags: ANGST, HURT/COMFORT, fem!reader, spencer and r get into a for real argument like they're mean to each other, spencer is a lil toxic but its resolved, emotionally neglects reader just for a teeensy second but then he's really nice and sweet again, discussion of his past addic+ion, gets fluffy because i'm not EVIL, gets suggestive at the end bc i am secretly evil.......

a/n: i don't know whats happening. this confuses me just as much as it confuses you. its 3 am in the morning. im gonna post nice happy things soon. Gootbye

“I cannot believe you right now. I don’t even—I don’t even know what to say.” 

“Spencer, you don’t have to say anything. It has nothing to do with you, and I’m not looking for your approval.” 

He looks up from where he’d been rubbing his temples, like you’re a headache, eyebrows raised and lips parted in indignant disbelief. 

“Oh! You’re not looking for my approval? Well thank god for that, because if you were one of my students I would recommend expulsion to the board.” 

“Are you fucking kidding me? I just said I don’t care about your opinion on this, much less your hypothetical opinion from some alternate universe where you have any authority over my education whatsoever.” 

“You distributed an answer key to half of your class! Objectively this is the kind of thing that gets people expelled. I don’t understand how someone so smart could do something so fucking stupid.” 

The words bite more than you were prepared for—but what hurts even more is how much he seems to mean them. In arguments past you’d both said things you didn’t mean, and then would immediately melt into I’m so sorry’s and the fight would resolve itself. Spencer’s clenched jaw and inability to make eye contact with you do not lend themselves to tender apologies. They cannot be attributed to miscommunication. 

You take a step closer to where he’s bracing himself against the countertop, arms crossed defensively in front of your chest. 

“Spencer, I’m sorry. I didn’t think it was such a big deal. People cheat in college all the time.” 

Still no reply. His head shakes so minutely you wonder if you’re imagining it. Panic wells in your chest. 

“Please talk to me. I really hate when you ice me out. I’m sorry, okay? Just... please say something.” 

Finally, his eyes slide to you. They lack the fiery anger of moments ago but there’s not much softness there either. His normally warm gaze now feels too abrasive, too cold and sharp on your bare skin. You're exposed, much too soft for that grating look, and it feels like he can see everything that’s wrong with you. 

“Believe me when I tell you this. I am doing us both a favor by not speaking to you right now.” 

And then he’s leaving the kitchen—nothing but a breeze against your cheek and the sound of a door slamming to prove he was ever there. 

The apartment is silent. You stand in the middle of the kitchen, unsure of what to do next. Spencer very, very rarely gets angry at you to the point of neglect, and you know he’s doing his best with what was modelled for him as a child and his tendency to feel things so deeply it’s nearly disabling; but that doesn’t make it hurt much less. It doesn’t make you feel less abandoned or alone.  

You’re sad, and you’re still pissed, and maybe you’re in just a bit of shock as you robotically move back to your nest of blankets on the couch and resume your schoolwork. What else is there to do? Unless Spencer is right—unless you really are about to get expelled after getting the answer key for an upcoming test from a friend, who then gave it to another friend, and so on. But is that really your fault?  

It’s a struggle to stay focused as your mind keeps drifting back to Spencer in the other room, those cruel words and that cold steely look in his eye that isn’t supposed to ever be aimed at you. It’s not a secret that side of him exists, but it doesn’t belong in this apartment. It’s not something he needs to use against you. He’s supposed to be on your side. But instead, he’d said you should be expelled and essentially called you stupid. And now you’re doing homework for a class at a school you may not even be a student of come Monday. 

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The sound of the office door opening forty-five minutes later spikes your blood pressure and simultaneously makes your heart flutter, because no matter how mad at him you might be, Spencer is still Spencer.  

He comes to stand behind the couch quietly, but you don’t acknowledge him. Maybe your typing gets a bit more aggressive, but aside from that you flat out reject his presence. 

“Can we talk?” 

You let him sweat for a minute as you finish your paragraph. 

“I don’t know, Spencer. Can we? Or are you not done with your temper tantrum?” 

“That is... well deserved,” he sighs, rounding the couch and tapping the bottom of your foot, signaling that he wants you to move your legs. You despise how automatically you comply, pulling your knees to your chest to avoid touching him as he sits next to you. There’s a long moment of silence, in which you resume typing. Spencer scoffs, leaning in slightly to peer at your screen. “Are you doing homework right now? I’m a complete asshole to you and you just... do your homework?"

“What the fuck else was I supposed to do?” you almost-yell, slamming your laptop shut and blinking away potential tears. “The only person I wanted to talk to called me stupid and fucking left!” 

The tears realize their potential once you admit the blunt truth. 

Spencer carefully moves your laptop and pulls you into his arms—and you just let him. There’s not much fight left in you. There wasn’t a lot to begin with. 

“I am so sorry, angel. You’re right, I shouldn’t have done that. I shouldn’t have yelled, I shouldn’t have said what I said, I shouldn’t have walked away. I overreacted.” 

“Yeah, you really did,” you cry, allowing him to run his hand over your hair. “Why did you do that? Why were you so fucking mean?” 

His voice shakes slightly as he responds, betraying his own anxieties, and a new, unwelcome sense of trepidation slithers through your veins. 

“I was wondering that, too. Even as I was saying it, I knew—I knew it wasn’t what I wanted to be saying. And then I was in the other room and I wanted to be out here, and I couldn’t figure out why I wasn’t. But I think I was just scared. Which—I know, doesn’t really make sense, but... I think about when Ethan dropped out of the academy, and ended up doing heroin in New Orleans for three years, and I think about when I almost left the BAU because I was so convinced I’d never get clean that I didn’t even want to anymore, and—and the idea of you losing your education and your direction like that terrified me, probably unreasonably, and I took it out on you. And I’m sorry.” 

“But I’m not like you or Ethan. You don’t have to worry about that. Even if I... even I do get in some sort of disciplinary trouble. That’s a road you don’t have to worry about me going down, ever.” 

He fixes some unseen wrinkle on your shirt.  

“Yeah, but, remember... I used to not be like me or Ethan either. Do you think twelve-year-old Spencer would have ever even considered that of the infinite realities and universes which exist, he was living in one where someday he’d be shooting up in the bathroom at work?” 

“Mm-mm,” you hum, shaking your head and burying your face in Spencer’s shoulder. The sound is more of a plea for him to be less descriptive than an answer to his rhetorical question. It’s still much easier for him to talk about that part of his life than it is for you to have to actually imagine it. You didn’t know him then, but you’ve seen pictures, and you know Spencer now, and it’s... it’s just too much. Too sad. 

“Okay,” he agrees soothingly, still playing with your hair. “I digress. My point is that literally anything is possible, and while it’s not necessarily likely, I more than anyone know that anxiety even over the most improbable of things is never completely unfounded.”  

You sniffle in response, too emotionally and physically exhausted to contribute much to the conversation by this point. Thankfully, Spencer can talk for two. An idiosyncrasy which you love and comes in handy every once in a while. He can play his own devil’s advocate; in this case, you. 

“But that doesn’t mean I get to take it out on you. Ever. I truly, truly, sincerely apologize for that. I never want to hurt you.” 

You let the apology sink into your skin like a salve, soothing every abrasion those earlier words had left in their violent wake. 

After a few minutes, you find the energy to ask a question that might best remain unanswered. 

“Are you still mad at me?” 

He’s quiet for a beat, seemingly contemplative as his fingers trace abstract patterns in a language all his own on your arm. 

“I’m not thrilled. But you were right earlier. It’s not my place to be mad at you for something like that.” 

“Mm... it’s a little bit your place. You’re an actual professor.” 

He chuckles. 

“At an entirely different university.” 

“Thank god,” you laugh. “You and me at the same school would be such an HR clusterfuck.”

While it’s almost a serious matter, the smile in his voice is evident. 

“Yeah... I, uh... try not to think about it.” 

“Okay, but seriously. In your professional opinion. Am I fucked? Like, do I need to prepare an appeal and character witnesses or whatever?” 

Spencer sighs. 

“It was incredibly reckless and irresponsible. You should be ready for disciplinary pushback from the schoolboard if you get caught. That being said... because over sixty of you got a hold of the answer key, I doubt anyone is getting expelled, and even if they did, it would likely only be the TA and the student he gave the key to. It’s my tentative, professional opinion that you’ll probably be fine.” 

You relax slightly, allowing a tension you didn’t realize was there to shed like an old skin. 

“I’m not gonna cheat again,” you promise on an exhale. It’s simply too much risk for too little reward.

Spencer’s response is quiet, and comes much faster than you’d expected. 

“Oh, I know you aren’t. Because if you do, you’re going to have to worry about disciplinary action from me. And I’m not nearly as nice as the dean of your school, darling girl.” 

But something about the way he says it—a thinly veiled threat/promise contrasted by a sweet kiss to your forehead—doesn’t exactly make academic honesty look all that exciting.

[pawified]

ohmigosh . . annoying and frustrating big brother!blade bcus you’re just so mad you couldn’t beat a level in a game you were playing earlier that you can’t help being a brat. so he spanks your cunt until you’ve learned your lesson that he does not deal with bratty behavior and will give you an attitude adjustment @_@

omg kady u alwys giv me da best ideas to wake my littl brain up ! i luv luv luv bigbrother!blade sm sm ! ! - hopefully this mkes our hrts happi !

big brother!blade x stepsister!blade

cw: cunt spanks , a littl ass eating & oral ( f!receiving ) , spit , squirting & mean!blade

if u dnt like it pls move on kindly or block !

"im sorry, i won't do it again" you plead, as your brother continues to land heavy smack down onto your cunt.

you try to easy the blows but reaching for his hand but he smacks the inside of both of your thighs. "who gave you permission to touch me?" he asks, voice deep laced with disapproval.

you don't answer quick enough for him which results him to land two more firm smacks to your inter thighs, "hm? i asked you a question and i expect you to answer, or do i need too teach you other manners on top of not talking back."

you shake your head viscously, disagreeing with his remarks. "n-no, no" you try to say steadily. "nobody gave me permission too touch you, i'm sorry." you say softly through sniffles.

blade hated treating you this way. he truly did. but sometimes you just don’t know when to stop and too settle down and he grew tired of it.

you both were enjoying time together as both of your parents were away for two weeks for their anniversary. you were downstairs playing days gone, a post apocalyptic video game that blade bought for you during your birthday. — had he known you would act like this, he wouldn’t of bought you it.

you’d been playing the game for half of the day now, but been stuck on a mission level that you couldn’t for the life of you beat. occasionally you would yell in frustration and blade would tell you to “settle down.” which of course you’d do for a moment than go right back to beind loud.

its almost been 3 hours since you started the mission quest and you became so annoyed to the point you almost started crying. blade saw how upset you were getting and simply offered to help you when you snapped at him, “ fuck off, i dont need your fucking help.” you didn’t even acknowledged what you had done, but blade just stared at you, from where he sat on the couch.

he took a deep breath and let it go because your just upset and you know that, blade doesn’t tolerate disrespectful brats.

As the day went on, you decided to save the game and come back too it another time but your mood was still awfully sour and you gave your brother a hard time.

blade counted the things you did today that pissed him off. slamming doors , talking back , eating sweets before dinner and the wrost of all, you decided to hit him.

you two were in the living room watching tv when blade looked at the time and it was nearing the time to settle down and start getting ready for bed, but you didn’t want to go to bed yet.

“alright, come on. time to wash up and head to bed.” blade stated gently patting your legs, as the layed across his lap. “no i don’t want too yet.” you responded back, attitude still in full swing.

“i wasn’t asking you. i’m telling you” blade got more irritated as the seconds ticked by. he was giving you another chance before he gripped you up and showed you who you were talking too.

“well i’m telling you, i’m not going to bed.” your response too him isn’t what landed you in the position you are in now. no, it was however one of many but not the one that made blade react the way he did.

“i don’t care what your telling me, i said go get ready for bed and that’s final.” blade instructed as he removed your legs from his lap and put them on the couch. you don’t know why but him bossing you around made you mad, so you did what any other brat would do with no manners.

you cocked your legs back and start fucking kicking him. “your not my fucking boss!” you started yelling. it took blade a few try to catch your ankles but in the end he did and sat on top of them.

“have you lost your fucking mind?” he gripped your jaw with a harsh grip. “hm?” he asked again and squeezed harder.

you try pulling his fingers away to loosen the grip he has on your jaw, but no avil he doesn’t loosen. “i let you get away with so fucking much, you turn into a spoiled fucking brat.” he lets go of your jaw push a push and your head lays on the cushions of the couch, he’s pissed to say the least.

blade never gave you punishments, only a good few scolding and thats it, but he has had it with you and over time your attitude has grown unbareable.

“i keeped track of all the things you done today, that pissed me off and so far we are at 6 including this stunt you decided to pull.” he is still sit at the edge of the couch, forearms resting on his thighs and his head hanging down, he shake’s it. laughing in disbelief, he turns to look at you.

eyes round and full of tears. you look so cute, he almost gave in and held you in his arms, but blade knows that if you aren’t taught to follow his rules you’ll keep behaving the same way.

“i’m going to make sure you understand by the end of tonight, that what i say goes and this behavior won’t be tolerated any longer.” he doesn’t need a response from you.

thats how u ended up here. — on your back, underwear hanging off one leg and cunt exposed. you were a crying , slobbering mess.

“come on doll, focus or we’re are going to start over. count.” blade says, while shaking your head back and forth.

this is your third time starting over because you just can’t seem to get it right. he circles your clit with three three fingers, before starting to give you light taps on your clit. it makes you jump.

“count. i’m not going to ask again.” he has to remind you that this isn’t for fun or for your pleasure, it’s a form of punishment and it isn’t supposed to feel good.

“s-six, ah” you gasp as he hit with a little more force. he is looking down at you with a slight smile. so fucking pretty, he thinks. your face is stained in tears, evidence of dried mascara down your face.

by now you are gripping onto his shirt and crying. he continues to slap your cunt in firm continuous blows, and you feel your self getting closer by each slap. “ren-rennie ‘m gonna ee” words slurring together, the pressure of his slaps and the softness of his palm feels too good and hurts at the same time.

you try to grap his wrist but he shakes you off, “it’s ok, none of that matters, just let it go baby. rennie is right here.” he talks you through it, you try to scoot away from his attacks but he pulls your right back.

“you’re breaking my heart baby.” faking being hurt, he gets on his knees pushing your legs back and tells you to hold them and don’t let go. he pulls the hood of your clit back and blowing air onto it, your breath hitches and your arms slip from your legs. he laughs at your reaction.

he spreads your folds apart and spits onto your cunt, he massages your clit, he groans “fuck, so fucking perfect.” on edge and overstimulated you plead for him to please do something.

he gives your clit a few kisses before attaching his lips to your clit and sucking, he slides his tongue up and down your folds, a mix of your wetness and his saliva is making this all too messy.

as he gets more desperate, he pushes your legs back even further and licks a long strip from your ass to your clit, you jump at the sudden contact and weakly push at his shoulder “renn-rennie no its dirty!” embarrassment taking over you. its vile, lewd and down right disgusting at how he is pulling you apart.

“its okay baby, let rennie take care of you.” he pants, his cock straining against his sweat pants. he goes back to eating your cunt, he pulls away and starts rubbing your clit followed up by slaps, you cry out “ don’t stop , please don’t stop rennie!” your a absolute mess, you feel your self slipping from having self control.

he continues to slap your puffy cunt, liquid splashing out as his slaps continue, he moans “holy fuck!” he attaches his lips back to your clit, stimulating you as your back arches and your toes curl as you reached your peak.

once you come back down from your orgasm, blade his has his lips attached to your clit, overstimulating you to beyond. “re-rennie , i-i-i c-can’t!” you pant, trying to push his head away. he hears your pleas and lets go of your clit with a “pop”.

he gets up from his knees and joins you back on the couch. he has you in his arms, stoking your head  calming you down from your tense orgasm. “so proud of you princess, took your punishment like a good girl” he coos, you hum in acknowledgment.

after a few minutes of laying there, you finally speak out to him. “i’m sorry for how i acted” you sounded disappointed in yourself. “ i know you are, lets get you cleaned up and talk about that later, okay?” blade gently caressing your cheek with his thumb.

you lean in to give him a kiss “i love you rennie.” he chuckles, “i love you too darling”

[jophiel-shakes]

I’m not sure if you have a character limit, but could I get the glamrocks reaction to them developing romantic feelings (separately) towards a coworker? Thank you, your writing is amazing

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note :: everyone is conflicted cause they luv u

warning :: none

reader pronouns :: they/them

relationship :: pining

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Chica

She’s super excited!!

Feeling infatuation is exciting and new to her, and for her to feel for to you of all people? Amazing!

She’s actually very open about her attraction to you, sometimes too honest.

“Ohmigod, you look amazing today! My heart totally just skipped a beat!”

Her compliments can get a little embarrassing but she could care less.

Chica wants you to know how much she loves you with no shame.

Expect many gifts from her, mainly food. Maybe some plushies of her.

“Take this mini me, to remind me by!” Another addition to your pile of Chica related toys.

She is always asking you out, “Hey hey! Wanna get some pizza after your shift?” Or “I heard the theatre is playing some chick flick, let’s go see it!”

Chica can sometimes be a little overwhelming with her love but she only means well <3

Roxanne

She doesn’t come to terms with her feelings for a while, she tries to repress them. She’s too independent to have a crush!

When she does realise that she’s got feelings for you, she doesn’t want to accept it.

Suddenly she gets flushed around you, always asking herself “Are my standards that low?”

Surprisingly she’s very easily flustered, suddenly compliments from you break down her walls easily.

She’ll react like “W-What did you just say to me?!” Instead of “That’s all?”

She tries to keep up the persona of confidence but fails miserably.

You can totally tell she’s changed, but don’t understand why! The other glamrocks are basically screaming it at you, but you’re too dense.

Roxy will never confess, too embarrassing (and she’s deathly afraid of rejection).

Neither will you, because you have no idea about her feelings!

Pls help these pour souls.

Glamrock Freddy

Freddy is quite in touch with his emotions and knew right away that he had begun to develop feelings for you.

He just has no clue what to do with those feelings!!

He confides in his friends, who all tell him very different things.

Roxy said “Don’t bother yourself with love, get over it and focus on your image.”

Chica (the only sane one apparently) said “Be open! Wear your heart on your sleeve and show them you love them with lots of food!”

Monty simply said “Why the hell are you asking me?”

Conflicted, Freddy decides it’s inappropriate to confess his love due to your work relationship but shows you much love an attention through gifts and words of admiration.

The others don’t keep their mouths shut so you’ll find out sooner or later.

But the bear really dreads/looks forward to that day.

Love is confusing!

Montgomery Gator

Monty doesn’t hate these feeling…

Which is saying a lot considering that he’s him.

He’s always had a soft spot for you and now he understands why.

Granted, these feelings come with jealously and overprotectiveness.

He becomes a little clingy, but brushes it off as just spending time with you so you don’t fuck anything up.

His love language is actually quality time! Activities and lots of fun :)

He loves playing golf with you, he loves it even more when it becomes competitive.

He tried to give you a gift, flowers, once and it honestly wasn’t him but it was the thought that counts!

Because his love language is mainly quality time being around you helps him sort out his emotions and just bathe in the love.

If he embarrasses himself or makes a wrong move expect him to punch a wall- it’s not always sunshine and lollipops.

[miuszn]

college!ellie & college!reader being the cutest couple ever <3

hi lovely !! i was waiting for someone to ask me for these omfg 🥹🩷 i love college!ellie sm n i just know her and college!reader would be the cutest couple ever .. like wow i luv her . here’s some hcs !! ( note : i’m in my last year of hs and will take a gap year so some of this may not be too accurate as i don’t know what it’s like to be in college . pls be patient w me 😭🙏 )

college!ellie x college!reader hcs

♡ she walks u to alllll ur classes , she doesn’t care if she ends up being late bc of it . she thinks it’s the easiest way to spend a little bit of time w u every day

♡ it is IMPOSSIBLE to study w her . u both get super distracted . shes insisted a couple of times and you’ve accepted , but nothing ever changes . while it’s something that you complain about , secretly , you don’t mind it turning into something else in the moment .

♡ pda but very discreet ( ? ) she holds ur hand , places her hand on ur waist while walking , gives u a few pecks sometimes . it’s not too over the top which makes u love it sm

♡ casual dominance . that’s it . that’s the headcanon .

♡ since she doesn’t rlly consider college as important as u do , she often picks classes just bc ur in them n wants to spend time w u

♡ might i add , every class u have with her makes it so hard to focus . whether she’s purposely trying to distract u or u can’t stop staring at her bc of how attractive she is , it’s the same thing . but it’s most definitely mutual

♡ when u guys get bored during a lecture together , u doodle on her hands to pass the time n she loves watching u do it because she thinks ur so cute . she doesn’t wash them off until she has to take a shower n even then she hates erasing ur hard work even after u insist it’s just doodles and that u can always just draw them again

[creativesnek]

Mushroom Foraging Scare

“All right guys! Today, I’m out here with Peach, looking for some tasty mushrooms for dinner.”

Luigi panned the camera stick over him, capturing Peach on the shot. As he continued to film, Peach smiled and waved at the camera, her excitement evident. The sun-dappled forest provided a picturesque backdrop for their mushroom hunting adventure.

"Let's see if we can find some of those delectable chanterelles," Luigi said, his voice filled with enthusiasm. He adjusted his hat and led the way deeper into the woods, with Peach following closely behind.

As they ventured further into the forest, the air became cooler and filled with earthy scents. The ground was covered in a thick carpet of fallen leaves, making each step slightly crunchy under their feet. Luigi's eyes scanned the surroundings, searching for any signs of mushroom patches. As they did so, the man thanked the donations and let the comments flow.

The forest is so pretty 😍

New area unlocked

Damn, the dark web theory to mushroom foraging pipeline is REAL

Weeg looks so adorable and excited

Protecc this man at all cost

*SuperBro has donated 1500 bits! I will never understand y u like mushrooms so much🤢*

Luigi smirked at his brother’s words. Mario has always hated mushrooms, even when they were little. If Mama cooked with them, he’d pick them off his plate and give them to Luigi. To this day he finds it ironic, considering Peach is a Toad person. One can see it on the white freckles and reddish cheek that she bloomed from the royal mycelium. In the end, Mario ended up falling for the thing he disliked most and Luigi will never let him live it down. 

They continued onwards, stopping every now and then to look over a dead log before moving on. Luigi and Peach were taking their time, enjoying the outdoors and summer breeze. As they ventured deeper into the forest, Luigi and Peach marveled at the vibrant hues of green that surrounded them. 

So peaceful…

Do y’all have a club or smth I can join? Kinda wanna get into this🤔

Isn’t this… cannibalism for Peach?

“Peach, you got a question,” said Luigi.

“What?”

Luigi stopped for a moment. “Someone asked if this is cannibalism for you.”

Peach threw her head back and laughed. The question has popped up several times, and honestly it doesn’t bother her. Newcomers are a common occurrence during streams; plus, it was an opportunity to educate people on Toadfolk culture and physiology. Peach jumped over a log, “No, this isn’t cannibalism for me,” she replied with a giggle. “Toads are born from a special and totally different form of mycelium, which is why we’re sentient. Mushrooms, on the other hand, don’t come from this and therefore aren’t sentient or anywhere near close to being my species.”

Luigi adjusted his camera. “Well, Peachie here is born from an even more special mycelium, which is why she looks more like me than normal Toads.”

Ohh ok

Peach just *spawns into existence* 🧍🏽‍♀️

Guys, king oysters 3 o’clock

The green-wearing man’s eyes widened. “King oysters?”

“Where?!”

Luigi looked around, looking for the mushroom patch that the comment mentioned. And lo and behold, there it was to his right. Giggling like school children, the two ran towards it.

THERE THEY GOOO

Freaking dorks, i luv them

Damn they really want those shrooms😂

The two made it to the patch, then dropped to their knees. Luigi angled the camera, making sure he had a proper shot of the beautiful fungi.

Pat the cap

i wanna poke it

By law, Luigi must pat the cap.

*Tao Coffee ☕donated 1000 bits! give pats to the mushroom pls*

“Hold on, lemme double check that they’re safe,” said Peach.

She laid on her stomach, inspecting the fungi before standing up and nodding. Luigi lifted his free hand and proceeded to give the requested pats to the king oyster mushrooms. Cheers and happy emoticons flooded the chat. Luigi set his camera stick down, angled towards them as they started digging some out. 

“Oh wow, these are big mushrooms,” he commented.

Peach slowly dug one out and lifted it to the air. “Look at this one! It’s bigger than my hand!”

The two talked back and forth as they collected the mushrooms, exclaiming their excitement.

Still don’t know how tf I got here…

Take a bite out of it

I wanna bite it

Luigi looked at his phone. “I highly recommend not eating raw mushrooms, especially freshly picked ones.”

Peach gasped. “Ohh, how are you going to cook them?”

“I was thinking of sauteeing them and then eating them with rice,” he replied.

The two started suggesting recipes (with the Chat drooling over the suggestion) but were suddenly interrupted by the sound of thunder. They looked up and gasped; the once sunny sky had suddenly turned dark. Luigi dropped the king oysters into a bag, then put them in his backpack. Peach frowned, “That storm’s coming in pretty quickly,” he said.

Luigi nodded in understanding and looked around. In the distance, he noticed an old building, covered in vines and shrubbery. It looked sketchy but it’ll have to do, the storm was rolling in quickly. He grabbed his stuff and made a beeline towards it; Peach followed closely behind. The rain started pouring behind them. 

As they approached the dilapidated building, Luigi could feel a sense of unease creeping up his spine. The creaking sound of the rusty gate swinging in the wind added to the eerie atmosphere surrounding them. Despite his reservations, he knew they had no other choice but to seek shelter within its mysterious walls.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, a musty smell filled their nostrils, and their eyes adjusted to the dimly lit interior. The room was cluttered with broken furniture and covered in layers of dust, as if it had been abandoned for years.

Sketchy af 🫤

Watch for glass or used needles u guys

Get out. Get outta there. 

Hell no, I’d rather stay out in the rain

*SuperBro donated 25 bits! Lu, Peach, keep an eye out.*

Heeding his brother’s and the chat’s words, they found a clean spot to sit and just wait. Bowser would be here soon to pick them up; he most likely noticed the clouds and is already on his way here. Luigi sighed, “Hey, at least we got our haul, right?” he said, trying to sooth the tension. Peach nodded.

An hour passed by. They tried to distract themselves by enjoying the sound of music or answering donation questions. Peach fiddled with her pocket knife, nervously looking around. Suddenly they heard glass breaking. Luigi's eyes widened in fear, his hand instinctively flying to cover his mouth to stifle any noise that might escape.

The group exchanged worried glances, their previous distractions forgotten in an instant. Peach's grip tightened around her pocket knife, her knuckles turning white as she prepared herself for whatever might come next. They had hoped for a peaceful evening, but it seemed fate had other plans.

Then they heard the horrible growl.

RUN

FUCKING RUN

Omg do we call 911???!

dis so fake ong

^^ stfu. 😡

Hey there demons, it’s me ya boi

The duo shot up to their feet and booked it towards an exit, leaving the camera behind. They leaped over debris, screaming.

Someone call King!

King!

He better come get his man

*King donated 1 bit! I’M OUTSIDE!*

They could see headlights from another exit. Peach and Luigi ran out into the rain. A large truck pulled closer. Both recognized it as Bowser’s standard vehicle. Without skipping a beat, they headed towards it as it meant safety. As Peach and Luigi dashed through the pouring rain, their hearts pounded with a mix of fear and determination.

Luigi headed towards the side and frantically got inside, wiping away wet hair from his face. Bowser picked him up by the scruff and pulled him inside further. Peach climbed inside, collapsing across the seats. There was silence except for their pants and the truck’s engine for a few seconds. Bowser touched his face, “Are you okay?!” 

“I-I’m okay…”

The concerned Koopa turned to look at the backseats. “Peaches, you good?!”

Peach gave him a weak thumbs-up. Bowser sighed and squeezed his boyfriend’s hand tightly. They took a moment to gather themselves. Peach slowly sat up and moved her ponytail over her shoulder, nervously running her hands through it. Luigi sighed and put his backpack on his lap. Then he froze. 

“I left my phone behind.”

Bowser stared straight ahead. Then took off his seatbelt. Luigi went to grab his arm but he got out before he could even touch him. He slammed the door close behind him, “Stay here.”

Peach and Luigi’s protests fell on deaf ears as the large koopa marched inside, smoke trails leaving his nostrils. They watched nervously as the minutes ticked by, fearful of what would happen next. Luigi knew Bowser was fully capable of defending himself, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t worry. 

They both jumped and screamed when the car door opened suddenly.

Bowser took his seat, getting comfortable on the custom-made seat fit for his shell. He handed Luigi the camera stick, which he had kept dry. Luigi took it, “You didn’t have to do that.”

“Yes, I did. Also, it wasn’t some random crackhead or anything like that; just a bunch of asshole Boos playing pranks.”

The two sighed in relief. Luigi lifted the phone, trying to give the audience a reassuring smile.

He’s alive!

He lives!

Damn, Bowser lookin’ fine in the rain 👀🫦

Weeg, how could u cheatin on King? Disappointed 🙁

Bowser is King, dumbass.😑

The chat continued their expressions of relief (and the occasional bickering) as Luigi stayed on screen. Bowser wiped his hair back, then started the truck again. He also turned on the heater, “Let’s go home before you two catch a cold.”

Luigi smiled at him, “It’s my turn to make dinner.”

“Sounds good to me,” Bowser replied.

[wh0r3r4ngh43]

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⇢ ˗ˏˋ Hiii! Welcome to my (very fucking new) blog ^^

Imma be so fr rn, I’ve been an avid tumblr user for years but I have a shitton to learn when it comes to running a fanfic/writing page. So please, be patient with me ˃ᴗ˂

As if right now, I’m pretty low on ideas so feel free to send any requests on the button that’s in my bio <3

Rules (so far, I’ll be adding more later):

𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ. 𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ. 𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ. 𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈

1. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!! ➜ I’ll probably be writing a lot of smut, and I’d be deathly uncomfortable if a minor interacted with any of those posts…or just my posts in general. I’ll most likely check profiles for the age in your bio! Minor=Blocked.

2. I’m going to be mainly focusing on SEVENTEEN (occasionally BTS). Though, if you have a request on a member from another group, I’d be happy to try and write something about them.

3. As far as smut goes—I’m perfectly happy to write content that revolves around BDSM/Kinks etc. Though, please note that I will most likely not do anything that’s very extreme and I’ll NOT be writing things such as: Petplay, Age-play, anything involving animals (such as hybrid stuff n etc), piss/shit/vomit kinks, anything to do with gore & ACTUAL rape (CNC kink can be fine unless it’s too extreme), and uhhhh…that’s all I can remember right now but I’ll be adding more later!

4. When sending a request pls make sure to specify the genre that you wish for me to write it in (for example: smut, angst, fluff, etc etc), so that I know more specifically what you want me too write ^^. Please also specify the reader’s gender n etc. As for smut, do specify things such as petnames and things such as the specific kinks or sexual acts that you want me to include. I wanna try my best to make it as good as possible for you, so I’d really appreciate a few details so that I don’t end up writing something that you don’t enjoy <3

5. This is safe place for people of any race, gender, sexuality etc. NO discrimination or hate toward groups of people (unless it’s towards racist bigots and such lmao) will be tolerated! No extremist beliefs such as religion and right-winged politics pls! Just be nice n chill here.

6. Please note: I’m a person who has AuDHD (both Autism and ADHD). I’m struggling to finish my last year of school (12th year) without failing + dealing with bad mental health. So, just pls be patient :) It might take me awhile to post or complete some requests, but I promise that I’m trying my best. Mwah ᥫ᭡.

I think that’s all as of right now, but I’ll be updating this <3

✰ ✰ ✰ About me ✰ ✰ ✰

𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ. 𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ. 𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ. 𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈

[inakielgato]

3 ships, same trend/skit 😉☺️ (my first time posting IN TUMBLR, so PLS PLS PLS DONT JUDGE 🙏😭)

~🖤🍮~

Kenma: I rilly RILLY HATE KURO 😒

Yamamoto: Then y r u with him? 🤔

Fukunaga: Yeah, y?

Kenma is offline.

Everyone: …?

Yaku: What’s with him?

Lev: 🤷

Kenma is online. Kenma kicked Kuroo from the group.

Kenma: …9 inches.

Yamamoto: AYOOOO!!!- 🫣✝️

Fukunaga: 💦🌊

Lev: 🤯 how is THAT possible, Kenma-san?!

Yaku: It is possible, Lev. 😐

Lev: 😱😱😱🤯🤯🤯🥹🥹🥹😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

~🤍🤎🦅~

Shirabu: Y r u guys pestering me abt this?!-

Shirabu: I DONT LIKE SEMI, I HATE HIM LIKE FUCK! WTH, MAN?! YALL DISGUSTING. 🤦

Taichi: *sends an attachment* (Indian accent, srry and no offence 🙏) Y U STILL WITH HIM, SHIRA?! U STUPID LITTLE OFFENDER!

Yamagata: IF U RILLY HATE HIM THEN Y TF R U BOTH FLIRTING WITH EACH OTHER THROUGH ARGUMENTS AND FIGHTS?! 🤦

Tendou: I just don’t get u guys! 🤷🙃

Sagae and Yamagata: ^ 🙄

Shirabu: …ó/////////ò

Shirabu: this will get him online instantly but…

Yamagata: WHAT?! TELL US. Y DO U STILL WANT TO BE WITH HIM?! U LITERALLY SAID U HATE HIM. SO WUT ON THIS FUCKING EARTH MAKES U LIKE HIM STILL?!

Shirabu: 9 inches… 😓😮‍💨

Sagae is offline.

Taichi: (//////////) GOD BLESS US ON THIS FUCKING EARTH PLS! THIS IS TOO UNHOLY! AND IM ALSO ASHAMED OF MY BESTIE 😭😭😭

Yamagata: Woah. That is…massive. Srry abt everything, we won’t budge into ur luv life anymore. 😅 We take it back.

Tendou: Imma peace out on this! 😳😧😎

Semi is online.

Semi: Is everything ok?!

Shirabu: NO.

Semi: ok, ok! Calm down, love 😳

~🧅👅~

Kunimi: WHEN WILL U GUYS UNDERSTAND?! I HATE KINDAICHI, AND I WILL NEVER EVER LIKE HIM! WTF?! 😒😑

Oikawa: Were wondering y ur still with him tho. Thats our question, were not asking whether u like him or not! 🥲

Makki: Cmon! Just tell us and well move on to another topic! 🥺

Yahaba: Kunimi, stop being stubborn and stupid and just tell us. We don’t have ALL day 🥱🫤

Matsun: There right, now spit. We’re dying to hear y! 😀

Kunimi: OH CMON!

Makki kicked Kindaichi from the group.

Makki: See? We kicked him! Now pls tell us! U can delete it after we add him!

Kunimi: 9 INCHES. 😃🔪🩸

Kunimi deleted a message.

Oikawa: 😳 HOLY JESUS CHRIST OF NAZARETH! 🫠

Makki: HOLY MOLY MOTHER FUCKER 🙀

Yahaba: I actually didn’t see that coming 😀

Matsun: THATS DOUBLED OF MY LENGTH! I DONT GET HOW THAT ENTIRE 🍆 STILL FITS INSIDE OF KUNIMI- WTFH?!

Kunimi: STFU ALL OF U! OMFG!

[makima4ever]

@puff0o0 HI THIS IS A RESPONSE TO UR POST OMG… EEEEE HIIII

TO WVERY1 I HAVE TALKED TO YALL ARE THE BEST LIKE WTFF LIKE YALL R SO COOL AND HERES ME URIEIEHSJEJ YALL MAKE SUCH GOOD WORK WTFF

ok enough of my crazy ramblings because I get sidetracked so often!!

ANY MUTUALS ID LIKE TO KNOW BETTER!!!

@gildedkrone @sexydoffyman @phantom-ares0 @hunk-v2 @br4inr0tzz @imawhore365

(if I didn’t @ u I may have forgotten BUT IT DOESNT MEAN I LIKE YALL ANY LESS ) FEEL FREE TO ADD OR SUBTRACT ANYTHING OR EVEN DO THIS AT ALL YALL HAVE THE CHOICE

what my last listened song was: Ripe - FLAVIA (THE VIBES WENT HARD THOOO)

what are my likes and obsessions!! ((I LUV YALL SM PLATONICALLY OFC)) I AM 100000% obsessed with mw2 men, Los Vaqueros and König and Horangi respectively!!! ALSO KEEGAN BC WHERE HE AT??

i really love doodling and listening to music while I literally EAT UP YALL STORIES BC YALL COOKING FR!!! i love angst and fluff stories

i love jujutsu kaisen and chainsaw man!!! I also really love sweets I AM A SUGAR LOVER ALL THE WAY

i like my friends and sometimes school even though it can be like…….. anyways sleep is my frenemy, I love it but also hate it because like I don’t wanna sleep when I wanna read ur stuff or do hw ywkim???

fax abt me!! i’m an asexual cupioromantic person :3 i go by any pronouns! preferably “he/they” but idrc what u call me SO (i also play roblox :3)

YEAH THERES NOT MUCH I CAN THINK OFF THE TOP OF MY HEAD

crushes or anything like that! mw2 men. I may be like a hopeless romantic BUT YALL CANNOT TAKE THEM AWAY FROM ME PLS

favorite things!! I love pandas or any rlly small and chibi animals THEY R SO FREAKINF CUTE!!! I love boba and macarons literally best food ever…. i love doing nothing or working on art commissions!! (might show some later?!?!??) psychological horror and zombi :3

dreams well tbh, my only dream is to become a really pro gamer!! or maybe an really good artist :3

i dream about food a lot, like looking SCRUMPTIOUS BUT I CANT HAVE ITNDNDJJEKS

[kombuuuu]

what would you recomend to people who wants to start writing and publishing here? especially if english isn't their first language.

btw i love your works! <3

oooh!! questions like this make me so happy.

do study work!! not any of that boring stuff dw, just read things u like C:

your personal fanfics are characterised by what you do and don’t see as standard or impressive literature, the only way to set that bar — is to find things you don’t like, and things you do :]!

if you like fics like mine, i suggest a more poetic, formal approach. trying not to speak in just past or present tense, use both to set a tone for a movement, and create variation

if i was to say: “He moved his arm to the left.” and follow it up with “He moved his leg to the left.”, it would feel instructional and robotic

but if i start with the same prompt, “He moved his arm to the left,” then add “his leg following (add adverb if u wish, ei. quickly, hastily, slowly).”, it creates a dynamic movement :D ! and it’s a smoother flow!!

also, not every line has to be revolutionary! they have a bigger impact when use sparingly, same with pet names and stuff along those lines. having a repetition in a fic shouldn’t be the only thing in the fic, space the similarities out and it’s a lot more fun to read !!

also!!! last thing,

pls don’t ever use y/n use similes!! analogies!!! metaphors!!! they’re stupid and dumb and i hated learning about them but oh my GOSH they are important, sparingly also, don’t overuse them otherwise it might turn into jibberish lolol!!

have fun my little phone spider C:

and also, as a native english speaker, i can beta read myself — but i do recommend finding someone who can do that for you, i used to have a beta reader when i first started fic writing, but eventually i started doing it myself 🤍 luv uuu

[cupcakeinat0r]

This is my first anon ask, so hello Cupcake !!

I came across your page today and I just wanted to say how much I just ADORE your dad bod!Miguel series (I'm so so so so normal about it). I haven't had great day, so this just made it tons better🫶

I hope to see more in the future, and I want you to know that you're an amazing writer! You absolutely deserve all your followers - keep up the stunning work !!

(I hope you don't mind me staying for a while 🤭)

PLSSSS this is the best thing to come home to from an exhausting first day of classes (besides Miguel but I’m more than okay w settling for this<3)

Omg cute!!! Well, ur my 1st anon!! We so cuute!!!

Awwww omg imma cry😭😭 thanks bookie, I truly put my heart n soul in those lil drabbles n I’m so glad that the Miguel nation received it well <3 and don’t worry, there’s PLENTY more to come<3 (oh yea, SOOOO normal, we’re so nonchalant abt him Fr Fr, I do NOT think abt him 24/7🙄)

NOOO 🥺😩I hate to hear that but I’m so glad that I helped make it better, luv<3 atp, why empty ur bank for therapy when Miguel is RIGHT there for free????

Pls…. I can’t… ur too sweet🥹🥹🥹🥹Thank you so so so much luv, means a lot since I like just started writing recreationally. It’s always been a sort of thing that I told myself “I’m gonna get into!” but haven’t until now, so thank u<333333

Actually, I do mind, pls leave.

R U KIDDING?? Stay as long as u want, bestie!!!

Mwah!!! 💕💕

- Cupcake xoxo

[happybird16]

3 things i learned about you since following you (i appologize for assuming and getting things wrong in advance luv u btw)

1 you are actually very sensitive and self critical

2 you have fair hair and are a shorty hehe

3 the fluff you write is even better than the smut (pls consider writing a modern au serie 🥺)

Bonus : you are currently in a Boba tea phase, love sharing thoughts and knowledge with the world, and you hate capitalism

Sorry again, no hate to u I love aquarians <3

Bisous 👄

Hi! Don’t apologize! This is all so sweet and gives me little butterflies! I’m sorry it took a bit for me to answer! I always feel bad when I get asks while I’m asleep!

1) This is painfully correct 😖 I’ve been actively learning how to relax and not stress so much, especially inwardly, but it’s very difficult. I constantly stress about whether the stuff I write is even interesting at all, much less all the spelling and grammar issues.

2) I didn’t notice something obvious at work yesterday and murmured “I’m blind,” to myself. A coworker overheard and immediately patted me on the top of my head with a, “You’re blond? Who would have guessed?” 🧍‍♀️

3) I’ve just been in such a fluffy mood lately! Plus, for whatever reason, soft works have been doing better than smut lately! Idk, it’s just where my brain has been stuck for the past month or so, it’s made working on my countless smutty wips a pain.

I only have one real idea for a modern series and it’s the horror one I’m working on. Maybe a couple other half ideas, but honestly I’m terrified of writing something long. I feel like the whole thing has to have overarching plots and symbolism and it’s stressing me out.

Also the boba shop has a hot matcha latte that I desperately want to try even though it’s still way too warm here. And yes I hate capitalism (I just want to be a house cat and sleep all day)

Love to you nonnie! 🥰💕 I hope you have a great day and keep hydrated!

Go Anon and send me three things you’ve learned about me since following

[aquagustd]

Hey luv, so, dont ask me why i thought of suggesting this to you now, but i‘ve read again today and thought, yus may like this. So its a book on wattpad ( i literally use wattpad only for this book ) and its by igotbangtan_7. Im sure you heard of bonded and this user before but thats not the one i‘ll recommend to you ( i dont like that book actually 🤭😬😩 ( may get killed by bonded fanatikers but whatever lol )). Its actually abt the book 16 love letters. Its SO GOOD i cant even explain it ? like, i have NEVER read a book in my life in which jk was described so perfectly ( and even tae )). Y/n is A GODDES too. So its basically abt Jk and he has tattoos ( lots and lots of tattoos ), long hair ( its in a man bun mostly ), piercings ( lip, nipple etc ). He has a bike and wears stuff like black boots and black pants ( u know the good jk style ). He is an author but he goes to therapy and his therapist is yoongs. he has an ex called jennie ( she is a model and broke up with him ) he wrote a book abt her and made her die bc he started hating her after they broke up ( 💀 ). Jennie is a bitch and no one likes her lmao and shes mentioned sometimes but isnt really in focus so we are good and i love the author for that. She still called him for sex tho and he always agreed ( that typical sex between exes shit ). Now, y/n is a special person being introduced in his life. Jk ( kinda ) begins stalking her and then things fall into place. Tae is also very rich and has art galleries and his fashion taste is so good and he has longer hair too. I dont want to spoil too much but believe me when i say this book is the shit and you‘ll fall in love with it. Jk‘s thoughts, the whole description, the emotions and everything is SO good. Y/n is also is a GODDES and this is one of my fav things abt this book. Like, she is perfect. wanted by everyone, knows who and what she is, but shes just SO relatable and cute and you just want to cuddle her and have her as a friend. Like, she is just THAT women yk ? she ofc is self conscious sometimes too but its the first time in a book in which she isnt always sad, or the one crying or stupid shit. PLS take a look and tell me what you think. The way jk is being described and especially in the last chapter i couldnt believe my eyes when i read it again today. Hes my fav all time jk and once you read it, youll understand why.

- 🧚🏻

heyyy. i haven’t heard of the user before but this sounds interesting !! i’m all for y/n’s being girlbosses 😌✨ i actually don’t read jk fics (or tae fics that much) but i’ll check it out <3

[erenoir]

SHY EREN HEADCANONS PLS OMG HE'D BE ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE

i rlly like u <3

college au! headcanons where eren, timid and sweet, finally works up the courage to talk to his crush.

💿 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚢 𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚍

❥ warnings: none just our stubborn boy with a sweet spot.

❥ a/n: you got it nonnie! realized i luv shy eren and combine that with me not being able to stfu n you have yourself 1k of headcanon goodness. also he’s kinda dorky. also he’s kinda super fucking cute. also shy eren would love vampire weekend.

shy!eren who struggles to make the first move, but he knows if he doesn’t you’d never even so much as look in his direction.

he needs quite a bit of encouragement from his friends, armin especially, he just has a way with words and well eren…

eren nearly vomited when he first walked up to you, his hands were clammy, he couldn’t stop running his fingers through his hair.

he walked up to you and the minute he saw you laughing with your friends he went to turn around, only to receive a stern look from armin from the top of the lecture hall.

so he mentally groaned, rolled his eyes and silently turned back around.

he bumped into you and everything you had in your hands went flying.

“o-oh shit… i’m… shit, i’m sorry i didn’t… shit-”

eren curses a lot when he’s nervous.

he makes eye contact with you for a split second and immediately looks away, stumbling to pick up your books and pens.

“it’s okay… you’re fine!” you comforted him, clearly telling he was anxious.

you just watched him crawl around the floor of the lecture hall, picking up every single pen and piece of paper.

he hands everything back to you a crumbled mess, breathing heavily and blushing madly.

“i’m eren… not that you care probably but… i’m eren and… i’m… eren-”

word. vomit. eren has word vomit.

you laugh softly at this bewildered boy in front of you, you thought he was kind of cute.

he was wearing a sweater two sizes too big, some khakis and converse, he had his long hair pulled back with a claw clip.

you outstretched a hand to him and cringe slightly at the sweat, but you’re too enamored with his green eyes to care.

“i’m ____, nice to meet you eren…”

shy!eren who nearly shits his pants when he sees you walk into the coffee shop he studies in, he purposely hid himself away in the corner booth every day for a situation just like this.

“e-eren? is that you? hi! how… how have you been!”

he pops out from the textbook he ducked his head underneath to hide from you.

“you know what? you seem busy… i’ll just come ba-”

“no! i-i mean no… please sit…”

you wait patiently at the table while eren goes to buy you a coffee, though you insisted a hundred times that he didn’t have to.

you peeked at his textbooks… an english major.

“i wasn’t sure how you liked it so i just brought you a little of everything…”

eren mentally curses himself for stupidly bringing four different bottles of creamer to the table.

but you thought his gesture was really sweet.

you ask him what he’s reading.

(what's he reading guys?)

the minute you ask him about his favorite writers you think you’ve finally cracked him, and found out what made him tick as he went on and on about everyone that he loved.

“i-i’m sorry i’m probably boring you-”

“you’re not… absolutely not, i wanna hear everything.”

eren thinks that was the moment he fell in love with you.

so you two sat until the coffee shop closed, talking about your favorite writers.

you talked about how you hated your humanities professor and thought he was an overly-critical asshole… (it’s levi omg.)

but when eren feels comfortable enough around someone… he starts to melt his hardened exterior, whether he realizes he's doing it or not.

and he asks you on a date.

“i- sorry, you don’t have to, i don’t know what happened, i just blurted that out and you… you definitely don’t have to go on a date-”

“i want to eren.”

calls armin the minute you two part ways.

shy!eren who takes you on a picnic date. armin thought of it of course, so he went with it because he couldn’t think of jack shit let alone even remember the last time he went on a date.

eren brings you a bouquet of assorted gerbera daisies dressed with little pieces of baby’s breath (sorry guys i take flowers v srsly.)

he freezes when he sees you come out in the prettiest spring outfit, covered in dainty white lace and the smallest accents of gold jewelry.

“you look pretty…”

pretty. 🥺

“thank you eren!”

his heart swelled at your smile, and got lost in your eyes for a moment.

“are those for?”

his eyes widened when he realized he still hasn’t given you the flowers.

“shit yeah, sorry… here, sorry.”

he struggles to unlock his car and fumbles with his keys at the passenger side as he’s trying to open your door.

eren didn’t bring a blanket big enough for the two of you so he sat on the grass, even though the ground was kind of wet, and you insisted that you could squeeze.

“c’mere,” you pat the small area of blanket next to you.

eren’s face heats up when he realizes how close he is to you.

he brings you a book he remembered you told him you wanted to read.

eren likes to write in his books, so as you flip through it, you find little annotations of his favorite parts, his scribbly handwriting decorating the lines.

“thank you eren, that’s so sweet of you to remember.”

eren like, hypothetically shit his pants when you spoke to him in such a sing-songy tone.

he begins to play with his hands in his lap, picking at his fingers and pants.

although a picnic wasn’t eren’s first choice for a date, he desperately wanted to impress you and armin said it’d be nice!

so he tries to keep his cool although you can tell his anxiety is eating him up inside.

you take his hand in yours and it’s awkward, but eren is exploding while holding back a smile.

“do you wanna get out of here?” you ask.

“please.”

shy!eren who takes you where he really wanted to go, which is actually an arcade that he and armin used to go to since they were kids.

you’re not good at video games but you wanted to see eren in his element.

he shows you his favorite game, which is a sharp shooting game.

you’re absolutely terrible but for the first time you heard eren’s beautiful laugh.

“here let me help you.”

and that’s when eren makes his first move.

he steps behind you so your back is to his chest and places his hands over yours.

it was your turn for your cheeks to heat up.

“your right hand should go… here.”

“and your left hand goes right… here.”

“okay try now.”

“ah! eren i got a hit!” you squealed and he blushed watching your face light up.

let me have my clichés really quick guys.

eren wins you the giant stuffed bear you’ve been eyeing.

you were in the bathroom pacing back and forth about how nervous he was making you and how you thought he was the sweetest guy.

and how you didn’t know how you would show him that you were interested.

but when you come out he’s standing there with a big pink teddy all awkward and you swear you never saw a sight so pure.

so you run up to him and kiss him and eren drops the teddy and nervously puts his hands on the sides of your face, leaning in a little.

am i doing this right? eren panics internally.

“i won you the… bear you wanted…”

“i see… eren… i really like you.”

he nearly started crying, like no really, the person he’s been fawning after for months in class just admitted to liking him.

shy!eren who’s the sweetest most attentive boyfriend, though he tells you everyday that he can’t believe you’re his because you’re so out of his league.

he walks you to your lectures when he can and kisses your head before leaving.

he memorizes all of your fast food orders, so whenever he stops by he can get you a little something.

he’s still very nervous in your dorm, despite being in there nearly five days out of the week.

but you always assure him that you guys are gonna take things slow and do things only when you’re ready.

eren’s legs hang off the edge whenever you two cuddle in the tiny twin-sized dorm beds.

he always lets you wear his sweaters, i mean he’s so proud to call you his, so of course he’s gonna let you walk around in the hoodie that has his name on the back.

btw shy!eren is definitely on the basketball team.

he’s not the captain because he’s not assertive enough but he’s a close second always.

and when you go to his games… he’s always bashfully catching the kisses you blow him from the stands and putting them in his pocket like a dork.

imagine kissing a tall, sweaty eren after a long game, and he just wants to cuddle and hug you.

oh and he definitely makes you rub his wristband before every game for good luck.

shy!eren loves movie dates, he gets to take you to a really cool movie, probably marvel, you’re going to see black widow.

and he also doesn’t have to talk! less room to embarrass himself and more room to hold your hand all cute while you feed him popcorn.

“and then the part when she… and then could you believe it when…”

(i haven’t seen black widow yet.)

but eren loves to discuss movies with you and you just smile all warm while he gushes about his favorite parts.

when you go out to dinner sometimes you have to order the drinks because he’s too shy to say things like “mango tango margarita.”

hates paying at cash registers but… you and me both bestie.

prefers nights in with you over leaving… like to go anywhere ever.

he sets up netflix on his laptop and snuggles up under a blanket, lifting it just enough so you can slide in next to him.

definitely snores and falls asleep during the murder documentary you put on, but like it’s a cute snore and his mouth hangs open just a bit.

“eren i said we didn’t have to watch this.”

“no- no i’m awake, see? i’m enjoying this…”

falls asleep again even though he desperately tried to keep his eyes open for you.

you push him over and let his head hit the pillow, making yourself the little spoon as you face his chest.

“you pick what we watch next time, okay eren?”

“m’hm,” he pulls you into his chest and holds you like a stuffed animal, putting his leg across your body and resting his chin on your head.

“g’night, love you.”

his eyes shot open… shit… he just said he loved you.

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Denji having a crush on someone who ISNT makima and ISNT fucking crazy. Just a normal stupid person. Please.

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hotboyissei 2021

The ding of the bell on the door of the small café brought your head up from the countertop you here cleaning. Instantly you recognised the blonde head of hair bouncing towards you. “oh hello again denji! Would you like what you always have?”. For the past two weeks denji had been coming to the same café every afternoon he wasn’t busy to- well for two things really. 1) for the amazing coffee, teas and delicious desserts. And 2) for him to see you, one would say it was just a teenage crush, no denji was sure It was love, that he was the one for you. Ms. Makima couldn’t compare to the beauty you held, no she could never. And you were so kind to him, always sitting down beside him to chat about his and your lifestyles, until your annoying boss would come giving out about you slacking off. Yes, he was certain it was love between the two of you.

Which is why today was the day he’d ask you out on an actual date. It took a lot of courage and guidance from Aki but he was finally here standing infront of you. “oh umm actually I came to ask ya something.” Cocking your head to the side slightly you placed down the cleaning rag and made your way around the counter to stand in front of him. “oh? Well then okay! What is it?”. Wait, he didn’t actually think he’d get this far. ‘Think, think, think idiot, what did Aki tell you?’ he thought to himself trying to go back through his and Aki’s conversation before he left. Not realising how long he was standing there thinking you reached forward and softy tapped his shoulder. “denji? Is everything okay?”. Feeling your hand on his shoulder his flushed face shot up to look at yours. “huuh?! Oh yeah! Everythings fine. Pl-please come on a date with me!” he clenched his eyes shut after finishing his sentence, not wanting to see you laughing at his silly question. After not hearing your laughter he peeled open one eye and seen you looking at him with a soft smile on your face. “of course, i’d love to go on a date with you denji! i have the day off on Friday so how about then?”. He stood opposite you with wide eyes like he just saw a devil for the first time. He shook his head to get out of his daze and then nodded his head rapidly. “Fridays great! See you then (y/n) bye bye!”.

And with that he ran out the café door with a proud smile on his face going back home to shove it in Aki and powers face. “Awe yeah baby woohoo!” he shouted out and jumped up into the air, not realising you could still see him and laughed at the boy.

Friday came quicker than both of you expected and now you’re walking towards a bouncing denji who jogs to meet you halfway. “hi (y/n)! these are for you!” he pulls a paper bag of cookies from behind his back and pushing them towards your hands. You look into the bag and see them and surprisingly they smell amazing. “awe thank you denji, did you make these?”. He looks at you and blinks twice before responding, “oh no I bought them over there” he smiles, showing his sharp teeth while pointing to a small shop to your left. You couldn’t contain your laughter and he felt his cheeks grow hot again when looking at your wide smile. “Let’s go!”. He abruptly says and takes your free hand in his own. You didn’t expect him to be so forward so when he grabbed the said limb, you couldn’t help but look down at his hand engulfing you own. it’s rough and calloused, but it’s a nice contrast against your soft palm.

The day consisted of denji brining you to the cinema to see a scary movie- the whole time you had a hand on his forearm and ducked into his shoulder when an especially scary scene popped up. And yes, you did have one of those cliché ‘hands touching when reaching for popcorn moments’. He then walked around the shopping mall and went into nearly every shop, laughing when you would take turns to pick out ugly clothes and try them on. He did actually buy you something without you knowing, but he was gonna wait a bit till he gave it to you of course. A few hours later hunger overcame the both of you so denji found a fast food restaurant nearby and dug into the food.

By now the sky was dark and filled with starts so you decided to sit on a grass hill and gaze at the starts. After about 5 minutes silence denji sat up and pulled something from his pocket. Out of the corner of your eye you saw him fiddling with the box until he saw you looking over at him. “Ta-da! I got this for you, here you go.” Sitting up beside him you looked at the dainty box, gently taking it from his hands you opened it and felt your heart swell slightly. Inside was a small gold chain with your name in the middle. “I r-remembered you mentioned that you wanted to save for one a while ago so I got one for you.” Looking up from the box, a smile broke out and without thinking you lunged forward into his chest, wrapping your arms around his neck, the two of you crashing back down onto the ground. “woah! thank you so so much denji this is so sweet!, I don’t know how to thank you.” suddenly his eyes lit up and he smirked slightly before tapping his cheek. Immediately you knew what he wanted and you giggled softly before leaving in and placing a small kiss on his cheek. When you pulled back he was looking at you with that smile, the one where his cheeks are stretched and his sharp teeth on display. You gave him one more peck before leaning onto his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

“thank you for today denji, it was the most fun i’ve had in a while.”

“oh, yeah of course!, does that mean we can do this again?”

“we can do it however time you’d like.”