#so im nervous to open up aaa ;;;

[scootatwoni]

Luv how I'm an sdv shane fan but I do not give a single darn abt coral island mark

[teamatsumu]

was i meant to love you? (last part)

pairing: miya osamu x reader

summary: the kanji on your arm says miya atsumu’s name. but every fiber of your being is in love with his twin brother.

word count: 1501

warnings: swearing, some angst, happy ending

tags: @hadukada @utopiamiroh @angstylittleb1tch @sassycheesecake @i-have-no-life-charlie @tsukiran-blog @mommyourcall420 @ak-aaa-li @ti-mame @ellesalazar @seijaelee @hiraethwa

a/n: this is so late im so sorry writers block is a little bitch but omg this is the last part! I hope you all like it xx

previous part // series masterlist

The living room was hardly silent, between the sitcom playing on TV and Atsumu’s incredibly loud chewing, but it still felt like the air was thick and still around you. You were sure it was just you, and not Atsumu who felt this way. It likely had to do with your apprehension, trying to prepare yourself for the topic at hand. You remembered Osamu’s words, drawing confidence from his encouragement. You tried to revise in your head how to approach this, but your bravery was failing you.

How the hell were you supposed to tell your soulmate that you weren’t in love with him?

Osamu’s platonic soulmates theory didn’t sound all too convincing to you, but hearing that it came from Kita did give you some confidence. You were sure Kita would never put forth an idea that he didn’t consider to have merit. So maybe there was some weight to his words. You were still on the fence though. It all depended on what Atsumu had to say about it.

Speaking of, you watched Atsumu slurp down his ramen like it was his last meal on earth, and you could empathize with him. His routine was grueling. A lot went into being a pro athlete, much more than you could have anticipated. You almost felt bad for springing this on him after a tiring day when he was trying to wind down. But you didn’t exactly have any other opportunity for it.

You cleared your throat and shifted in place, turning so you were facing Atsumu instead of the TV. He turned to look at you, slurping up a noodle dangling from his mouth before licking his lips and giving you a look.

“I need to talk to you about something.” You fidgeted with your fingers, unable to look him in the eye. Atsumu seemed to freeze, leaning forward to place his bowl on the coffee table before facing you and giving you his full attention. Somehow that made it harder for you to get the words out. Your mouth opened and closed like a dumb goldfish. Several moments passed.

Atsumu’s hand landed on top of your own, halting the nervous movements of your fingers. You closed your eyes, feeling a sudden wave of shame wash over you.

“Just say it.” He spoke gently, as if understanding the turmoil going on in your head. You looked up at him, at the calming brown of his eyes and the soft curl of his mouth, and you felt yourself tear up.

“You don’t deserve this.” You breathed, shaking your head. “I can’t do this to you. I’m a horrible person.”

His lip ticked up in a little smile. “Ya gotta give me more than that, babe. I have no idea what yer talkin’ about.”

“I don’t-” You felt the words pour out of you like vomit. “I don’t think I love you. Not like I should. And it’s tearing me apart because I care for you so much and Osamu told me about this thing called platonic soulmates which sounds like bullshit, I know, but it explains the way I’m feeling! But sometimes I just feel like I’m a bad person and this is my way of justifying it-”

“Wait-”

“And I do love you. So much Tsumu, you’re my closest friend and you understand me so well but I don’t feel it romantically at all, which is so fucked up-”

“Hey!” You stopped short, staring at the man before you with teary eyes. You expected him to look horrified. Maybe confused. Definitely hurt. But all you saw was amusement.

“Ya gotta cool it.” He grinned, running a hand through your hair while the other squeezed yours comfortingly.

“S-sorry.” You choked out, sniffling a bit.

Atsumu sighed, staring down at your joined hands. The moment was silent except your wet sniffles, and the very low volume of the TV playing in the background. You watched as Atsumu smiled a bit.

“I’m relieved.” He spoke up, and you blinked at his words. “I always thought I was a fuckin’ asshole, ya know? ‘Cause yer so beautiful and a great person. But kissing ya was kinda painful.”

You gasped. “Hey!”

“Yer telling me the thought of layin’ a smooch on me didn’t make ya wanna barf?” Atsumu retaliated, and you fell silent, still sneering. He chuckled a bit, shaking his head.

“What did ya say it was called?”

“Platonic soulmates.”

Atsumu hummed. “Makes sense. Yer my best friend.”

You smiled at that, squeezing his hand. “And you’re mine.”

When he opened his arms, you fell into them, reveling in his embrace. Somehow, it felt ten times better than any time you had hugged him. You figured it had to do with the fact that your chronic guilt was not bothering you anymore. You buried your face in Atsumu’s neck.

“I love ya.”

“I love you, too.”

A bout of silence.

“But not like that.”

You let out a laugh. “I get it, Tsumu.”

“Just wanted ta make it clear.”

“Shut up.”

And he did. You smiled and settled into him, feeling lighter than you had in years.

……………………

When Osamu saw the look on Atsumu’s face, he immediately froze. He knew, in that instant, that you had talked to his brother. He just knew Atsumu too well to not know any change in his demeanor. And his demeanor had definitely changed. Except it wasn’t the change he was expecting.

Atsumu looked more relaxed. Happier, even? Maybe that was going too far. But then his twin was grinning up at him and settling into a stool in front of the counter, and Osamu could no longer ignore the spring in his step.

“What’s got ya so preppy?” He tested, trying not to build up his hope. Atsumu grinned.

“I just got answers ta some really old questions.” He replied, and Osamu raised an eyebrow.

“Wanna tell me what yer talkin’ about?”

And Atsumu did, sounding jovial, and with a light tone. Osamu stayed rock still as he spoke, unable to believe that Atsumu too had felt this way his whole life. He was almost shocked that he had missed such a huge part of his brother’s feelings, but it was overshadowed by the kindling of hope in his chest at the prospect that he could actually be with the girl he loved.

So when Atsumu had stopped talking, and Osamu had served him a plate of fresh Onigiri, he worked up the courage to drop another bomb on his twin. One that was arguably worse than the Platonic Soulmates one.

“Tsumu,” he began. “What do ya think about her datin’…. someone else?”

“Hm?” Atsumu looked up at his brother. “Why? She like someone?”

Osamu nodded, swallowing the lump in his throat. He finally let the words leave his mouth.

“M-me.”

Atsumu stopped eating then, eyes meeting Osamu’s. Osamu felt like he was holding his breath, heart racing.

“I like her too. Uh, it’s- I’ve liked her for a while. Didn’t do anythin’ for obvious reasons, ya know.”

Atsumu sighed, turning back to his plate. He bit into another rice ball.

“What is this? Kimchi mayo? It’s real good.”

Osamu blinked, trying to fight off his incredulity in favor of staring down his brother.

“Are ya for real?”

Atsumu rolled his eyes. “Samu, ‘m not really shocked. It’s pretty obvious ya got a thing for her. And I don’t have anything with her at all, so if ya wanna date, go ahead.”

Then he gave Osamu a lopsided grin, and Osamu felt like everything in the universe had just fallen into place.

“Ya better not break her heart though. She’s still my soulmate.”

Osamu’s smile was genuine. His relief was immense. He felt almost stupid with joy at that point. And he realized he gave Atsumu far less credit than his due. His brother had just stumped him completely, and he couldn’t be more grateful.

“I won’t.”

………………….

Your and Osamu’s first kiss wasn’t anything to write home about. It was at a train station, rushed and messy, so quick that you almost didn’t feel it. It was immediately followed by a feeling of regret, panic and guilt. Something you both wanted so bad, but couldn’t have. So forbidden that it broke your heart into pieces.

Your second kiss was the exact opposite in every single way. Everything that had broken your heart seemed to mend now. Heart and stomachs both full after the wonderful date you had just been on, when Osamu finally leaned down to press his lips on yours. It felt like every fiber of your body had been pulled taut and then released, and your hands felt shaky as you finally allowed them to run over his body. His own grip was worryingly tight, arms enveloping you completely, not that you minded. You reveled in the feeling of his mouth, hoping you never stopped kissing him. Hoping he never let you go.

The kiss did end. But he never let you go.

[glitterjay]

ENEMIES TO LOVERS | 이희승.LHS

summary: heeseung finds himself drawn to the girl he initially clashed with. two competitive rivals notice the sparks that fly every time they encounter each other. beneath the surface of their hatred lies a hidden chemistry drawing them closer despite their efforts to resist. could love possibly fire up from sparks?

genre: feuding families, a little bit of everything (smut, fluff, angst), enemies to lovers

warnings: will contain smut (slight), heeeseung and reader are in their late 20s, more to be added.

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a few weeks had passed since the last encounter. things where awkward between the two of you but nevertheless, you picked a day to talk out your emotions and feelings, coming to the conclusion of taking it slow and steady while also focusing on working together.

within those weeks, you found out a coworker of yours was the one that snitched because he was jealous. jealous of you seeing heeseung and not him. it had obviously brought more problems upon you after directly confronting your father, making you crash at heeseung's for two days straight. you didnt think you's be capable of staying sane and alone after an argument like that.

he had offered his room and bed for you and he would sleep in the couch, but you refused. you said you'd sleep there and that you'd be fine, but to your surprise, heeseung had woken up both days laying on the floor next to the couch. this really warmed your heart.

after that, your parents had come to the decision to leave everything in your hands, without having any of them intervening.

the sells and popularity of both companies had increased, and the alliance seemed to be working perfectly fine for both of you as well as the investors. more people where interested in how this rivals turned out to be allies and often asked for press conferences like this one for the public.

you sighed as you drank from your water bottle, nervous to be in front of many people, and even worse, flashing cameras. heeseung kept his hand behind your lower back, a subtle but very comforting gesture he had learned you loved. nobody knew about your ongoing hugs, shared kisses, smiles, and gestures like this. nobody except you and heeseung. you wanted to keep it a secret, at least until it was official.

"you'll be okay. we'll be okay. you're not alone, remember?" he said.

you nodded at his kind words, giving him an upside down smile. "mr. perfect over here doesn't get nervous, does he?" you teased, trying to ease your own nerves. heeseung laughed and planted a small kiss on the tip of your nose. "actually, im shitting myself right now, but i've got you with me, so its okay."

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note to tell you that the next update will be the last, and enemies to lovers will come to an end...

[southparktexts]

Hi, this is my first time requesting so I’m kinda nervous ngl, but, since I found a spider in my hair and sat on my kitchen crying for ten minutes, I was wondering if you could do main four w/ reader with arachnophobia? No pressure or rush though, just wondering (:

oh my god anon :(( you poor soul, i hope you’re okay now though sweetheart.

Main 4 with a arachnophobic reader

cartman ;

- starting off with him because he is the WORSTT out of all them.

- the main 4 and you were over at his house and you saw a spider on the roof and you were so scared it wasn’t funny.

- stan, kyle were trying to kill it and cartman was just laughing at you.

- after the spider was dead, he would pick the dead spider up and put it in front of your face as you were shaking.

- kyle protected you though.

- after that he sent you multiple spider jumpscare tiktok / reels

- he is so fucked up when he finds out about this.

- one time filled your locker with alive spiders causing you to have a panic attack.

- you’re panicking was so bad that you passed out, having to go to the ER.

- it was from there he kinda realised how you could’ve died and how scared you were.

- he toned it down a little.

- he never apologised but will send you funny spider reels to help you get over your fear.

kenny ;

- okay its no surprise that kenny has poor hygiene.

- i mean he’s poor

- one time you were over at his house, ignoring all the rats when you saw multiple spiders climbing on different walls.

- you, obviously scared, you panicked coming into kenny’s embrace.

- he looked down at you and realised from the night before at cartmans house.

- you had a fear of spiders.

- it was obvious that you had saw the spiders in his room.

- he sighed, rubbing your hair as you shook in fear.

- he grabbed a nearby book, hitting all the spiders he could see and threw the book outside the window.

- holding you with one hand as the other killed the spiders.

- after that day, he definitely came ‘round yours forever.

- it was clear that if you were to come over to his, he would need some bug spray for you.

stan ;

- okay, i know damn well that he already knew this prior.

- like when you first came over on the farm, randy showed you the farm of marijuana and you didn’t touch any in case for spiders.

- from there stan silently kills every spider in his house in case you ever come over.

- he knows from the locker incident that spiders are dangerous. very dangerous. especially you.

- just for you, when you come over to his. he bought you your own bug spray in case you see any spiders in yours / his home.

- he doesn’t really care about your fears

- i mean everyone has fears..

- also will ‘protect’ you from spiders.

- he sprays bug spray on the spider until your satisfied.

- one time he used a whole bottle of bug spray to calm you down and show you it was ‘really dead’

- if you get scared from a spider. he wipes your tears and hold you close.

kyle ;

- i can see kyle already being a clean freak

- especially from that microbiome episode

- he already has bug spray in his room and everywhere in his house.

- although after the locker incident he doubled up on bug spray.

- definitely gives you a bunch of bug spray for you to take home so you don’t panic and pass out again.

- he is your protector.

- he hates spiders as well in my opinion but not as much as you.

- he’ll still kill them or put it outside.

- if you ever start crying again from a spider

- he will hold you close and tight while tilting your head towards the spider as he’s killing it with bug spray.

- if you’re still panicking he’ll sit down , place you on his lap and rock back and forth as he wipes your eyes.

- kisses your forehead platonically, whispering praise

- reassuring you that its dead and making sure your okay before he goes and throws it out.

aaa im so sorry this is so shit im so tireddd 😭 im overworking my lil brain on these xD

reqs are open !!

[indouloureux]

hello!! im such a big fan of your work, your joe fics makes me feel soft and loved 🥺 i was wondering if i i could please maybe request something about him dating a shy reader who has a stutter and tends to get frustrated about her stutters when she's trying to talk or tell a story? i'll be starting therapy for my stutter next week and i'm feeling a bit nervous 😅 thank you so much! i hope you have the loveliest day ! 😄💖

aaa baby thank u so much i love u :(( good luck with the therapy next week! sending kisses mwah mwah!!

the gentle dialogue from the low volume of the tv makes him laugh, though you think he only he does that because there's this obnoxious laugh track that follows after a lame joke. albeit you smile at the sound of his baritone giggle, closing the door gently behind you.

you see his head pop up from the couch, the vibrant abstract of his happy socks padding across the floor once he sees you. he smiles brightly, opening his arms, and you meet him halfway.

he grunts when you gently tackle him with a hug, your arms around his torso, swaying gently. he presses his lips on the crown of your head, his warmth radiating through your cold body.

"hey, baby," joseph greets softly, pulling away but keeps his hands on your biceps. "how are you? how's your day?"

you swallow thickly, the words at the tip of your tongue. "i- it-it was good! um- uh, it was a bit b-boring and–"

his eyebrows raise. a silent go on.

you try to speak again. "um- they– were g- this is stupid,"

"hey, baby, no!" joseph bends down lightly, lips twisted into an empathetic pout. "come on, baby. it's not stupid. tell me, come on."

the words refuse to cooperate with your mouth, apparently. your lips clamp shut, hands clenching into a fist and bunches up his shirt. joseph senses your frustration and slowly brings his hands to your shoulders; eyes sympathetic rather than pitying, his lips into a frown.

when you sigh in irritation, removing a hand to place your wrist against your forehead, he speaks up. "you can do this, love. just rehearse it in your mind, yeah? gotta speak slowly so you can enunciate it better. can you try for me, baby?"

you refuse to meet his eyes, suddenly nervous with your cheeks burning in embarrassment. you stare at the button of his nose instead, focusing on the feeling of his hands that move to cup your jaw, and wonder how he's got this very long patience for you.

joseph's always too kind to you. and although he's like this with everyone, it leaves you lovestruck. it's a silly feeling that makes your belly swarm with butterflies to see how patient he is to hear you speak, how bright and happy he gets when you get through your stutter and tell him something that gets him just as excited as you are.

"i..." you look up at him, see his raised eyebrows, the curves on his forehead and the anticipation across his face that makes your heart warm. "my day was o-okay. i saw- i saw a stray dog outside. he- he's so cute, joey. he s-saw me, and his tail star- started wagging, right? a-and he made thes- these small whines and i j-just felt so bad not being a-able to give- give them some food,"

"uhuh,"

"and i w-was gonna ask if it's o-okay with you if w-we– we can take out some food for- for him?"

joseph smiles proudly, leaning in to press a kiss on your forehead; a long, doting one that singes beautifully against your skin. "atta baby. did well for me, yeah?" you giggle. "we can take food out for him, honey. give me your bag and i'll get my shoes, 'kay? then we can go visit the dog."

your heart aches, feeling proud of yourself for the success of finishing a sentence. but mostly because joseph's thrilled. his kiss tingles against your skin. and when he comes back from the bathroom, your bag gone and a pair of shoes that contrasts rather horrifyingly against his socks, your can't help but smile.

"let's go feed that dog, yeah?" he slings an arm around your shoulder, pressing his lips against your hair and pulling you closer to him. hips flush against one another. "now, why don't you go tell me more."

[starryturrtle]

Could u make a Nimona fic about Nimona worrying about coming out as gay to Ballister but he’s like “…I have a boyfriend???” and she’s confused lmao

Also keep up the good work Starry ^_^

Aaa I love this idea!! Also srry for making you wait awhile I've been super busy lately:((

This hasn't been proof read so I'm srry for any spelling mistakes! Hope you enjoy it<33

Nimona hummed to the music blasting from her headphones as she paced the living room waiting for Ballister to get back. It had been hours since he left, and she had done everything possible to distract her from the anxiety that ran rampant in her. A couple of days ago, she decided she wanted to tell Ballister about her Sexuality but she could never find the right time. She finally decided she was just going to "rip the band-aid off," as they but before she could even get a word out, he had left to go do Gloreth knows what.

With him being gone, her thoughts began to worsen. She couldn't lose him, not after everything they'd been through. She refused to be seen as a monster again because she was different. "Nimona?" Hearing ballisters voice stopped nimona in her tracks, and she pulled off her headphones.

"Boss! Didn't hear you come in!" She said, putting on a wide smile, prancing over to him. Ballister chuckled slightly at her psunky attitude. "Want pizza?" Ballister said, tussling her hair and turning around to grab a pizza box. "Uhm actually, I wanted to talk to you about something..." Ballister glanced at her, worry overtaking his features. Nimona suddenly seemed more closed off and nervous, which concerned him. The only times he ever saw nimona get like this was when something came up with her shape-shifting.

"Oh, alright, what's going on?" He spoke softly and placed a hand on her shoulder in reassurance. Nimona glanced at the ballisters hand on her shoulder, then at ballister himself, and took a deep breath to calm her nerves. "Well, I've been wanting to tell you something about me for a while now...I just didn't know how you'd react. I- I need you to promise you'll still care for me after" Nimonas breathing began to quicken panic settling in.

Ballister, of course, noticed this and gripped both her shoulders with his hand, bringing his eyes down to her level. "Nimona, breathe. There's nothing you could say that would ever make me care less for you." Nimona followed his instructions and shut her eyes and took a deep breath. "Ok...I- I'm gay." She rushed the last words out, wincing slightly as she said it and stared up at ballister expectingly.

Ballister stared at her wide-eyed, not uttering a single word. Nimonas heart shattered at his reaction. Her thoughts began to take control of her, and she began to panic. Suddenly, ballister let out a chuckle. Nimonas thought process halted, and she stared at him, confused. "I-im sorry for laughing but nimona you know I'm gay right?" Nimonas jaw dropped at that her body relaxing at the news.

"What." Ballister let out a laugh this time. "You're telling me I was worried for nothing?" She groaned, dragging her hands over her face dramatically. "I suppose so...pizza?" Nimonas face lit up at and took the pizza from him. "I can't believe I didn't know you were gay." Nimona stated, shoving pizza into her mouth. "Don't talk with your mouth full, nimona." She giggled at him and chewed loudly with her mouth open, purposely bugging ballister. He let out a loud sigh but grinned at her antics nonetheless.

Nimona stretched, yawning loudly the shifted into her cat form, curling up in ballisters lap to go to sleep. Ballister grinned down at her and stroked her fur gently, and she purred. Her heart swelled at his affection, and she began to drift off to sleep, finally having what she always wanted, live and affection.

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Thx for reading!! Feel free to request more stuff!>o<

[ghoul-bonez]

Hey it’s Pie 👉🏼👈🏼

Me too Im feely girl rather than touchy lol.

AAA Im so happy that your requests are open! I don’t care if it will take for ever but I need to drop this idea down. I requested it to writer before but I think she forgot about it, it’s fine ❤️‍🩹. Any way Im giving you the start and you continue hehe. but first let me explain neteyam character 030.

the story or one shot it’s your choice will be NETEYAM 29yo X AVATAR!READER 27yo

Let’s say Neteyam after he become a worrier refuse to choose a mate Jake and Neytiri even his grandmother talk to him about it but he didn’t listen and stick with his choice. you ask why? because he didn’t want to bring his children to this war and possibility to lose them! he devoted himself to become strong worrier and be a nightmare to the sky people. he’s cold and firm with every one. except for Lo’ak and Kiri kids.

The reader is sweet girl but her tough life brings her.

………..

Here you are setting and staring at your light reflection on the train window, muse on your face features. blue skin,big round golden eyes and pointed ears, it’s been a year since you became an avatar, your human body have been replaced with this alien body!, it’s mean that you’re stuck in this planet!. you sacrificed your whole life on earth, you even sacrificed your own human body! for what? well … you needed money.. actually your family needed the money! the living was so hard on earth , and space military pays very well in exchange for you to serve against the enemy aliens called Navi’s. Now you’re assigned for your third mission, protecting this train and all it has, weapons, equipments and some important materials. You sight nervously praying for this mission to pass in peace like the previous missions. You weren’t a good soldier and dying in the war field was a huge possibility. You inhale deeply trying to calm your nerves. The avatar woman soldier next to you laughed “Nervous?”, you looked at her and nod softly “a little bit” shy smile draw on your mouth, she pat your thigh “don’t be! nothing will gonna happen” and she gives you assuring smile. Ironically after this small talk the train explode and everything went black ….

You were laying on pieces of broken glass that gives you multiple scratches. You open your eyes slowly, hearing a ringing sound that hurts your head, you start to blink rapidly trying to get your focus back, loud gunshots! loud war screams!, you panicked realising the train got attacked by the enemies, they say the third’s a charm!!, you look around and your heart etched seeing the woman soldier next to you were dead, eye open lifelessly! . You groan painfully from your sudden movement. You raised your head to check yourself trying to figure where this pain comes. You saw a big bleeding gash in your thigh. You cursed under your breath’Fuck’. You heard another explosion and your panic started again, you get up sitting difficulty fighting your pain, your gun is finished so you started to look around for any weapon and your eyes landed on the dead woman gun. You crawled to her, muffled groans run from your mouth, you grabbed the gun but when you pull it the gun was stuck! you realised there is strip set the gun around her. you tried to left her body but it was very heavy and you were too tired to try more. So you decide to run from all of this or you will gonna die soon. You rip a piece from your shirt and tie it above your gash tightly to slow your bleeding and get up on your feet difficultly. You limb slowly trying to ignore the pain, eyeing your surroundings and the war felid was a scary mess. You look to the forest in front of you, you give your surroundings one last check and when you saw it was clear you start limping as fast as you could towards the forest, not knowing that there’s eyes saw you.

Your fast limbing slowed down, sighted relieved washing you when war noise fainted, but your relieve disappeared when arrow hit the tree next to you surprised you! , the first thing cross your mind was start running again. But another warning arrow stab the same tree make you freeze and blow this stupid idea away. You slowly raised your hands sign of surrender. A deep voice with thick accent “drop your weapon or I will shoot”, you were terrified because this’s the first time you interact with the enemy. You swallowed nervously ‘I d-don’t ha-have any’ stuttering hard. The navi man start to walk carefully towards you, hearing his footsteps come closer made your heart bound violently and that makes your thigh bleed more again. Your breath heavily and your vision becomes blurry, you shake your head to focus more on your situation. Tall shadow covers you and in this moment you know he’s behind you. you were fighting to keep your conscience but you fainted from losing blood. The navi man looked at you coldly.

SO? keke

To add on ⬇️

Hey Pie!!!

Love the idea & start! I’m gonna use that idea & start, but re-write some because I have some things/ ideas to add on 😋

Definitely gonna try to start writing it, soon hopefully, and hopefully it’ll go well! Really feeling some inspo for this idea!!!

(P.S. I’m rewatching My Little Pony & your name reminds me of Pinkie Pie! /pos :D)

[bluehwale-main]

hi hello how are u are u doing well im worried i hope u are eating well doing well mentally emotionally and physically

i kinda miss (ALOT ALOT ND I HOOE U ARENT DED PLS BE ALIVE I LOVE U COMEBACK HOME 😓😿)

ALSO I FUCKING CAME BAck HERE TO SCREAM ABT A GUY IN TUX FUVKING HELL WHY DO I MELT OVER A MAN IN A TUX 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

yes i was malfunctioning when i opened that snap like him trying on a black tux nd sent me a black nd white snap of him trying with all the cuff links 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

me the whole day after seeing him in tux 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 (same person who I complained abt blaming me abt not telling him to back off when he was flirting )

BUT WHY THE HELL MEN LOOK SO GOOD IN TUX

my frnds were LIKE CALM DOWN BITCH HE AINT BOYFRIEND I WAS 🙄🖕🥲LIKE LOOKING SO GOOD

kinda wanna yk wear a ball gown nd make my future bf wear a tux nd do a dance with him then loose my mind over how good he looks

like I WANT TO SEE CLOSE UP A MAN IN TUX (I want to 😭😭😭 why am I like this I do feel like I shld get a boyfriend these days but then I realize im listening to love songs too much these days nd those are the sideffects of it 💀)

TAKE CARE HAVE A GOOD DAY LOVE <3

HONEY, IM HOME!! <3

i’ve read ur previous asks and OMGMDKSNSJSJS THE TEA???? so exciting (also thanku sm for ur k/thai/cdramas I WILL BE WATCHING THEM SOOON <3) and ahhhhh i hope u passed all ur mock exams I HAVE FAITH IN U REN !! how was ur finals btw? :3

I MISSED U SM IM SO GLAD I GET TO HAVE MY NEEDED DOSE OF REN ENERGY AGAIN <3 i’ve been doing well!! life is just super life-ing rn and i hope u’re doing well both physically and emotionally as well and also!!! i hope u’re eating well and eating lots and lots of yummy desserts <3 (IM THANKFULLY NOT DEAD YET AND I LOVE U TOOOOOO MWAH MWAH)

OOOOOOF NOT THE GUY BEING THE SAME ONE U TALKED ABOUT HELPPPP AAAAA but damn..,,,. sometimes it really do be like that 😔 sigh,,, most hot men are assholes ngl UR FRIENDS ARE SO FUNNY THOUGH??-??? HAHSHSHHSHAHA

omg a ball gown and dancing in a ballroom sounds so fun tbh I WANNA DO THAT TOOOOO AAA especially bcs i didn’t have prom in hs bcs of covid </3 the world is unfair !! >:-(

giiiirrrlll frrrrr DID U SEE ATEEZ IN THE AMERICAN MORNING SHOW THING??? THEY WERE WEARING SUITS AND imagine seeing that irl 😵‍💫 i’d run the other way actlly bcs i’d be too nervous (IM CRYINGG nah but yeah that happens </3 listening to love songs makes u want to be in a relationship so bad but when u look at the choices u have, u just kinda go… hM.. bcs men suck 😭)

I LOVEEE UUUU SM I HOPE U’RE HAVING A GREAT DAY AS WELLLLL <3 forehead kisses mwah mwah

[outragedslime]

Genuine question..what r good conversation starters or topics to talk about with new housemates ;-;

[acrownintime]

Asks are OPEN!

...buuut only for snatch kid, bowtie kid, train bird and groovy penguin. as asks go on, other characters will be able to be asked things, along with more details about the story. when each character is available, ill also post references for the characters! 

here, you can see snatch kid and bowtie kid wielding their weapons.snatch kid uses a toy wooden sword, and bowtie kid uses a styrofoam knife. with the designs i tried to give snatch kid a casual look, a t shirt and some shorts. with bowtie kid, i gave him messier hair, a bright orange red bowtie, and closed his jacket a little bit. (totally not because i dont know how to draw his shirt design!) so i should’ve named snatch kid crown kid, but god snatch kid sounds so cool. and then for timmy i was like “well bow kid. now we have bowtie kid” and called it a day.

and then there’s groovy penguin and train bird! their designs are a mix between the storybook and game designs. groovy penguin wears a t shirt and some shorts. train bird wears his conductor hat and a jacket that doesn’t quite fit him yet, but he doesnt care! now, they also wear scarves. groovy penguin has a red scarf with orange polka dots, and train bird has jagged stripes which consist of a dark shade of purple and then a light shade. remember, since asks are open you can ask them why they wear scarves! names. ok so. i got groovy penguin because. mu and hk’s names are just described their main trait and what they are after. and then train bird because. conductor. and then bird because to this day we still do not know what species of bird conductor is. so yeah! ask away!

[tetsvhoe]

I LOST THEM

req

character/s: dad!suna rintaro x f!reader, dad!kuroo tetsuro x f!reader, dad!matsukawa issei x f!reader, bonus: dad!miya atsumu x f!reader

genre/s: fluff aaa

warning/s: none

gwen’s notes 🤍: writing this as i drink im yearning rlly bad also i wrote all the kids as daughters because haikyuu dads spoiling their little girls brainrot too strong

MASTERLIST | TAGLIST

suna rintaro kicks the door open, both hands occupied with bags and bags of groceries. he holds it open a few more seconds for your little daughter to stumble in, waving a large piece of candy while giggling when you go to greet them at the door. you crouch down and open your arms to welcome your children, but suna lets the door shut close as your younger child runs up to hug you. you look up at suna with a puzzled look. “where’s our other child, rin?” you struggle to keep your voice calm, mind immediately flinging to the worst possible scenario. he gives you an incredulous look as he sets the groceries on the kitchen counter, raising an eyebrow. “what do you mean?” you stand, mouth hanging open and heart beginning to pound inside your chest. “rintaro, you took two children with you and you come home with only one,” you drag each syllable in disbelief. “no i didn’t,” he pouts emotionlessly. before you could scramble to grab the car keys and burst out the door, suna engulfs you in his arms, feeling his hearty laugh reverberate through his chest as he presses you against him. “i’m just messing with you, baby. she’s in the car and she’s in on it too,” he accusingly points to your younger daughter who laughs manically as she runs into the living room. you slap suna’s chest, pushing yourself off of him. he chuckles lightly and places a chaste kiss on the crown of your head. “i’ll go get her and we could all go eat ice cream,” he announces, twirling the keys on his index finger. “rin! i told you not to get them too much sweets!” you scold after his retreating figure, but he ultimately ignores you. your younger daughter’s head pops out of the couch at the sound of “ice cream” and “sweets”. she smiles adorably at you and you sigh, feeling helpless against the three of them.

kuroo tetsuro expectantly greets you at the door with both arms flexing from the weight of the groceries he refuses to take a second trip to retrieve. you look around him and his legs for the usual sight of your little one clinging onto her daddy’s legs but don’t find anything except groceries. you lift your eyes up to kuroo’s still expectant ones, he still hasn’t received his welcome back kiss and you are yet to spot your daughter. you frown at him. “where’s our daughter, tetsuro?” you watch as his mouth falls slack and a look of panic flashes across his face. a gasp slowly leaves your lips as you put two and two together. “serioiusly!?” you shriek. he lets out a nervous laugh that does very little to ease your nerves and slowly backs up. “where are you going, tetsuro!?” you screech. “i-uh i forgot to get milk at the store,” he doesn’t even try to make it believable and you’re almost pulling your hair out of the roots, more so when you catch a glimpse of one whole gallon of milk in one of the transparent plastic bags. “you did not just lose our daughter at the store!” you cried out at him in disbelief as you run after him out the door. you almost smack him across the back of his head when you hear him laugh, but your daughter waves enthusiastically at you from the backseat of your car. “you’re right, kitten. i didn’t lose our daughter at the store, i would never,” he feigns an overdramatic look, putting a hand over his chest after he set the groceries down on the patio. he pulls you in and you bury your face into his chest, letting out a loud groan and a breath you didn’t know you were holding. “i hate you,” you mumble. “no you don’t.”

matsukawa issei is having doubts as your phone rings from the other line but it’s too late to back down when you promptly answer. “yes, love? do you need help finding anything?” he holds in a laughter as he glances down to your child, safely sat in the pushcart. she gives mattsun an encouraging thumbs up and a toothy grin. “i guess you could say that,” he chokes back a laugh. “what do you mean, what is it?” he hears you reply. “uh,” he trails off, rubbing the back of his head nervously. not because he actually lost your child but because he was somewhat scared of your reaction. “what was our child wearing again?” “what?” you bark back almost immediately. “you know what, actually never mind,” he tries to dismiss, moving to end the call but your voice cuts through the speaker. “matsukawa issei you did not just ask me what our child was wearing like you ask which isle to find the cereal.” he shivers at your tone and the use of his full name but ultimately decides to come clean when he hears shuffling on your end. “baby, i was just kidding. she’s right here!” he laughs, putting the phone up to your kid’s ear. your heart settles when you hear her small giggles and her calling for her mommy adorably. mattsun presses the phone back to his ear, bracing himself. “you’re actually such an idiot,” you grumble. “almost gave me a goddamn heart attack.” “i’ll get you snacks as an apology,” he bargains, pushing the cart forward as he props the phone between his head and shoulder. “i’ll consider it. get home safe both of you.” your little kid makes kissy noises at you before your husband ends the call, calming your racing heart.

bonus: miya atsumu’s hands are trembling as he dials your number frantically, chewing harshly on his bottom lip. he almost passes out when it says your number is busy. he tries a couple of times until he finally reaches you, on the verge of tears out of fear and panic. he heaves in a huge breath, preparing to relay the whole situation but you cut him off calmly. “she called me, darling. she’s at the customer service counter. i’m on my way to pick both of you up.” atsumu blinks a couple of times, stunned. you sigh, but a lighthearted smile forms on your lips while you navigate through the highway. “what would you do without me, tsumu?” he finally lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, pinching the bridge of his nose. “well she certainly takes after her mommy, doesn’t she?” he comments fondly.

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[multi-maker]

hi hi! so i just recently just found out about your blog and i LOVE your writings! may i request an albedo x reader angst to fluff about the reader thinking he likes sucrose even though he’s just asking her on how to confess to the reader? aaa im so sorry for making a complicated request 🥺💔

:000 i loved writing this so much omg aaa it broke my heart but it also mended it ?? sorry for writing this very late !! admin dawn has had a bit of a problem trying to get albedo’s personality right hehe-

also, don’t be sorry for making it very detailed! like what anemo and i put in the rules, the more detailed the request, the better!! <33

your wish is my command~!

“ i always know that you make me smile “ | a.

albedo was a strange person. he knew lots of things about the world, figuring out the unknowns and unlocking mystery after mystery. he was intelligent and polite, and can be quite excited when talking about something that interested him. he was always talking about alchemy, the secrets of the world, and things he wanted to create.

to you, albedo was someone who became constant. not only was he polite and intelligent, albedo was nice to you; he was gentle and understanding towards you. 

it wasn’t a surprise that you fell for the genius alchemist of mondstadt.

his looks added to that factor too; silky and soft pale blonde hair and eyes that glimmered beautifully. albedo was also known to be quite a looker himself; some even placing him in the pedestal of the winery master himself.

you noticed that you fell for him when you realized you felt quite empty when he didn’t show up for three days, too into his experiments. when seeing him already brought a smile to your face, when watching him talk about the things he loved made you feel warm. when you see him take time off just to play with klee.

but of course, the genius alchemist already had someone in mind.

his student, sucrose. sucrose wasn’t that younger than the both of you, merely a year or two younger. she was painfully shy but she was kind and gentle. like albedo, her intelligence also shone brightly. she was very giving and worked hard to prove herself to her teacher.

it pained you to admit that albedo may be in love with her, only seeing you as a friend and nothing more.

“y/n.” albedo’s silky voice snapped you out of your rather depressing thoughts, causing you to look where he was. he stood a few feet away from you, sketchbook in hand alongside his pen. “albedo! good morning.” you greeted him, and you hated how you already felt happy and energized just seeing the genius alchemist.

albedo gives you a soft smile, walking towards you. “i know this is quite sudden, but i wanted to ask you for a favor.” he says, stopping in front of you. you hum, locking your hands behind your back. “depends what kind of favor it is. the last favor you made me do almost made me fall in the middle of a large hilichurl camp.” you grumbled teasingly, lips quirking. albedo chuckles sheepishly, tilting his head. “well, i would have saved you if that happened.” he suggested, making you blink in surprise. warmth flooded you, making your cheeks tint pink.

you clear your throat, smiling brightly. “well? what favor is it, then?” you ask him. he gestures you to follow him which you gladly did. “i am...not familiar with the world of romance...so i decided to ask you, my most trusted friend.” he speaks slowly, looking away from you as he takes in mondstadt scenery.

unknown to him, your heart shattered into tiny pieces.

“a-ah! what is it?” you ask him, looking down on your feet. you didn’t know why you were doing this to yourself; breaking your heart by telling albedo advice. “i have liked this person for quite some time now...and i think it is time for me to confess.” albedo answers you, looking at you in the corner of his eye.

you swallow the upcoming bile in your throat, your tummy doing flips which made you nauseous. you could practically feel and hear your heart shatter at his words, your hands turning clammy. you could feel your eyes turning misty but you push the tears back.

maybe you were too selfless, but you were a friend to albedo. he trusted you so much to come to you for this type of advice. deep down, you didn’t want to give him advice. you wanted to scream at him, tell him you love him.

but...maybe this is better.

so you force a smile, and the words tumbled out from your mouth.

“well, it depends on the person! if the person you like is quite shy and doesn’t like attention, then maybe you should confess to them when you’re alone. public proposals are a bit too much if the person is shy and quite reclusive. it’ll only pressure them, and that’s not a good thing!” you tell him, wagging your finger. “i suggest drawing them? since you’re a really good artist, then maybe making a portrait of them will touch them!” you added on, smiling.

he stops in his tracks, eyes turning to you.

“y/n...why are you crying?”

you freeze, eyes widening at his words. slowly, your fingertips touched your cheeks and true to his words, there were indeed tears streaming down from your eyes.

curse your emotional self.

waving your hands around, you let out a nervous and high pitched laugh. “it’s nothing, it’s nothing! dust probably came in my eyes hehe...” you replied to him, your smile shaky. 

albedo tilted his head, his eyes seemingly analyzing you. you were frozen when he steps near, hands coming up to touch your cheeks. “did i hurt you?” he mutters, his eyes staring into yours. “e-eh...?” you stumble, swallowing. “w-why would you hurt me? you did nothing wrong, albedo! like i said, dust probably came in my eyes...” you trail off when albedo shuts his eyes, sighing softly.

“i asked kaeya on how to confess too. he told me that i should fool around with the person i like, asking them how to confess and such, then drop my question when the moment felt right.” albedo says softly, opening his eyes.

“but i didn’t expect you to cry and think that i was referring to sucrose.”

your cheeks burned at his words and at his accusatory eyes, making you gulp. “w-well! who else could you refer to! acting grandmaster jean? if so, then maybe confessing to her under the big tree in windrise will make her think about you more! or is it lisa? you can give her a sealed scroll! oh, is it amber? then-”

“i was referring to you.”

you went still as a rock at his honest words, eyes meeting his serious ones. you open your mouth to speak, but no words escaped. you were left gaping at him, eyes wide and cheeks bright. “i do not like sucrose that way. she is my student and only that. acting grandmaster jean is only my superior and i merely respect lisa for her intelligence and prowess. amber is only someone i am curious about and that is that. i do not like any of them,” he pauses, collecting his words.

“i like you, y/n.”

your cheeks turned hotter at his words and you couldn’t form a single sentence. the corner of his lips quirked at your reaction, his eyes gentle and amused. he opens his sketchbook, stopping at a particular page.

it was a drawing of you when you and him were out on an adventure. it was a sketch of you asleep against a tree, face peaceful and relaxed. “you are the person i like. i am sorry if i hurt you because of how insensitive i came off towards your own feelings, kaeya told me that this will make you find out about how i feel towards you and...” albedo trails off when you tackled him, a bright and relieved laughter escaping your lips. his arms instinctively rose to hug you around the waist as he looks at you, eyes misty but bright and happy. your lips were pulled into a bright smile, expression soft and gentle. no matter how much he practice, he could never replicate your emotions. it was too pure and bright to even be copied and it always turned lousy, something undeserving of someone like you.

“i like you too, albedo. i really do.”

relief crossed in his face, his hands coming up to cup your face.

“i’m glad, y/n. i really am.”

[peydawgz]

Hello! I was wondering if I could get a Marvel matchup? My pronouns are she/her. Im 5’1, slim to athletic build with tanned skin, black, short hair, bold eyebrows, full lips and dark brown eyes. I also wear dark purple cat eye glasses. I have a quite preppy aesthetic. I wear lots of plaid skirts, knee high socks, heeled boots and Peter Pan collars. As for personality I’m very creative and curious. I spend lots time living in a world of my own discovering and exploring ideas. To the outsider I seem incredibly "dreamy" and distant, because I spend a lot of time inside my own mind musing over things. I’m very easily bored by day to day things and will zone out on the majority of people. As for hobbies I’m very interested in the visual arts. I myself am an artist working in both fine and digital mediums. I also love studying symbols through art (I’ve tried to incorporate them into my own art ya know give the viewer a sort of scavenger hunt). I also love films, books, and video games. This is to an extent of over analyzing and theorizing. Let’s just say I’m invested in stories. My favorite genres are probably myths/legends, espionage/mystery, historical fiction, sci fi and fantasy. Back to art which is what I’m studying, things like user experience, web design, cgi and graphics etc. I also love to workout and kickbox. I’d say that my greatest weakness is how distant I can be. I tend to be confused and closed off by my emotions even if I feel them deeply. I’ve got a bit of a short temper as a result. That being said I do have a very select group of people that I open up too. As for my type, I tend to look for intelligence most of all. I’d love to discuss and explore theories and ideas with people. I also would like someone where we can just be alone but together. I’m not the biggest social butterfly. Lastly, my preference is for either males of females. Wouldn’t mind nsfw either! Thank you once again!

uhhh little editors note? i went too overboard with this and i got waaay too into it so this is a long one ahahaha! enjoy!!! <3 :)))

another editors note: this does not have a set timeframe in the MCU aaaaa also theres some of my own headcannons in here

ANOTHER ANOTHER EDITORS NOTE??? WHY DID THIS GET SO LONG IM SORRY GIRL I--- SIS HELP IM OBSESSD NOW AGHJKDEEDUI

AAA! My first matchup! I'm so excited <3 !!!!! also you sound so friendly and sweet!!

I match you with...

Bruce Banner // The Incredible Hulk!

You two meet because you were hired as a lab assistant intern for S.H.I.E.L.D. through one of your classes. Shy and very scared of this new area, you were walking around with your head in your phone, trying desperately to find your rendezvous in your emails, slightly sleepy from it being early in the morning for your tour. You were not watching where you're going, though, because you bumped into someone...

You stumble backwards, and he turns and you get a nice view of him.

He's somewhat tall, definitely taller than you, but still a nice 5'9. His build is muscular, and he's wearing a lab coat. Your eyes travel to his face, his curly brown hair falling over his forehead, a cute little strand placed over his black framed glasses. His eyes were hazel? No, they appeared a dark green, emerald.

Bruce stares at you for a moment, caught in your gaze as you two lock eyes. He almost dropped the notebook and laptop he was carrying in his arms when you bumped into him, but he held on. With a nervous laugh, you manage to speak up.

"I'm so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going, and I'm sort of new here, I don't know my way around. A-Actually it's my first day! I'm supposed to be here for a tour, but... I'm not really sure where anything is I'm-" You're cut off when Bruce puts a hand out to you with a very friendly smile. "No worries! I'm Bruce Banner. Welcome to your tour! Actually, I was just looking for you Mrs. Y/L/N!"

You blush and look down, "Actually it's just Ms. Y/L/N... I'm single." You nervously squeak.

Listen.... Bruce is not that good at signals. Or women. The whole tour went well, and you were supposed to be his assistant/intern for six months. After a week, he starts to admit to himself that he likes you. In fact, everything about you is attractive to him. When you turn in papers to him, he sees your daydreaming doodles on the margins, its so adorable. When you push up your cute little purple glasses? Adorable. You like video games? So cute. He dreams of asking you on a date, but in fear of rejection, he holds it in. Also, what would Fury say? In-work relationships are a little complicated. And she is just an intern...

You however? Totally into him. He's so dorky and sweet, and very gentle with you! He's patient, listens, and he's soooo intelligent! What more could you want? You saw the way he looked at you, and you were desperately trying to make it happen. You would flirt and compliment him, and say cute little things like "Forget hydrogen! You’re my number one element." But maybe you were coming across as too friendly? Maybe he needed a bit more of a push. Sometimes men like him can be uncertain and shy in situations; you had to be patient with him.

You knew about him... hulking out. He held it in in front of you, and you could tell. When he would get an equation wrong or mess something up doing his work, you could see his eyes... changing. He would get sort of sweaty and you could see the veins on his arms, sleeves rolled up, trying to laugh it off and say "I-Is it hot in here?" and run off into the bathroom. It only happened twice, and you didn't know what happened until it was explained to you later. Bruce fessed up, explaining his alter ego of being a hero, and the S.H.I.E.L.D lab being just his day job/hobby. You hadn't seen it at that point, and you didn't want to. It kept you on edge with him, and maybe a little frightened, even. But you remembered how he smiles at you and how gentle he is. You're sure he wouldn't hurt you.

...

Finally! The day comes where Bruce decides once and all, he'll ask you to "hang out" after work. It's now after a whole month of you working with him, and he's planned something for you. Obviously you say yes! It was just a shy question during your lunch break.

"It's a friday, right? Are you.... doinganythingtonightat 7?" He asked, very quick with his wording, face flushed red in embarrassment, staring downwards at his sandwich. "Not at all, Bruce. Why?" You reply slyly, knowing he was nervous about asking. "I'd um... just like to take you out is all."

That night was a very ideal first date, dinner and a star wars movie at his luxurious house. He made spaghetti himself, and he was very proud of it. He shows you around his place, including his workout roooooom~ ooo fancy! You started to imagine him working out in here... how often does he use it? Is he ripped under there? He's an avenger and the Hulk, he's totally gotta have muscles-

Your tour is moved on, and he shows you a good time and entertainingly debated with you and relaxed on his very luxurious couch. You two decided to have some drinks (if you don't drink um... just imagine you loosen up around him more than you usually would) and that's when it started to get wild.

The alcohol opened him up (or you did with questions/a deep talk or something) and he started to show his more... flirty side with you. He gave you a lot more compliments, and eventually ended up resting his head on your shoulder and sighing loudly, "I wish I had a girlfriend like you, Y/N." You snap out of it and turn, looking down at him bewildered. "O-Oh?" You raise an eyebrow. He realizes what he says and drunkenly shoves his face into your hair, groaning "Why did I say that...I-m such a..." You feel the breath from him talking against your skin and you feel a sensation through your body, giving you some kind of adrenaline you've never felt. You use it to your advantage and place a hand on his, a little shaky from your nervousness, and move your other hand to move his head from your shoulder, pulling him into a small, 3 second kiss. "I wouldn't mind." You giggle, and you can see the emotions running through him.

You've made an accident, you now realize, as his eyes have that once again familiar look in them- and he starts to get sweaty. His face is looking pale and he's stammering for words.

'Fuck, I... I have a girlfriend. I can't control this feeling. Oh my gosh, what is happening to me? I don't understand.... I'm too drunk for this.... ' His chest burned like fire, and his body felt like something was tickling him everywhere. Happiness and excitement bursted through his body.... while something else was bursting through his body.

That was when it happened.

It all happened quickly, his body started to grow, his dress shirt and pants ripping apart, skin turning green, muscles bursting from his clothes. You were frightened, pushed up against the edge of the couch, watching in a blurry horror as he changed, his glasses falling into your lap. He was probably 6 or 7 feet fall and towered over you, low grumbling noises coming from him. Was he angry at you? Because you kissed him?

He stared downwards, almost as if he was scared himself, and mumbled, "Hulk.... happy?" Confused, but still excited, he turned and made eye contact with you. "Y/N?" He realized, now, and a grin spread across his face as he moved to you, bumping the coffee table and smashing it on his path to you, making you squeak in terror. You were cautious, sinking into the couch. "Girlfriend? Hulk have girlfriend!" He spoke brokenly, and placed a heavy hand on your head, patting you, soon turning into petting. Gotta admit... it was pretty darn comforting. He didn't seem angry and hostile like he'd mentioned.... You supposed it was okay. He was only wearing some very tight-looking shorts at the moment, you supposed he wore them in case he turned.

The rest you don't remember as it got quite fuzzy and late, but the last thing you remember was falling asleep in his big green arms. When you woke up, he had returned to normal and tried to apologize, but you just giggled and said "the only thing you hurt was the table."

...

Your relationship blossoms to you working with him at S.H.I.E.L.D no longer as an intern! He got you a promotion to his professional lab assistant and even got you a special new lab coat! He loves you, and adores your physical affection. At work, with you, he's agreed with Fury to keep your relationship on the down-low, but at home is a different story...

You heard it! Eventually, you move in with him, and he makes sure every day for you is perfect. He doesn't mind the distance at all! In fact, he's got a busy job being a hero most days, so it gives you all the time you need to draw and do whatever you need to! He shows his love through gifts, and buys you a new drawing tablet for your birthday! You've seen him Hulk out and get angry, but he is able to balance himself around you for some reason. You seem to only bring him happiness, and he loves you so dearly that even Hulk loves you too! You're just so cute, how could he resist? You even have your own room where you can go if you need a safe space to think, he gets you. Your short temper? He's patient, and will help you sort it out. He knows how to deal with an anger problem.

Cute nicknames he calls you are: sugar, baby, sugarplum, princess, cutiepie, and snugglebear

You met the other Avengers at some point, and Bruce was a bit scared Tony would end up womanizing and try to steal you, but you were quick to friendzone him, sticking to Bruce's side the whole time. They thought you two were so dorky and cute, and enjoy you hanging around!

Overall, Bruce adores you and your relationship is as strong as him. You do eventually get to watch him work out, yes, don't worry. It's very enticing~

NSFW

The first time, Bruce was scared he would hurt you. You two were laid in the bed, at first cuddling, but he started to kiss your neck and play with your hair, it was getting heated. He was gentle, shaky, and nervous about what was okay. You assured him he could relax, and that you love him and he has nothing to worry about. He calmed his nerves, admiring every part of you and kissing your whole body. He's muscular, and his cock is average size, curving up eagerly, circumsized, and ready for action.

He pleasured your breasts first, kissing you down your chest and grazing your nipple with a finger. He kisses around it first, then taking your breast into his mouth, sucking on your nipple, and gently grazing his erect dick against your wet panties. You rub against him for more pleasure and he groans, leaving little hickies on your breasts. He moves his head downward and kisses your stomach, sliding his hand up and down your thigh. Bruce looks up at you with a pleading look, and hums, "Is this okay?" and kisses the hem of your panties. You're already soaking, turned on so much and willing for him to pleasure your needing pussy, so you pet his head and sink your fingers into his curly brown locks, and sweetly whisper, "Please, yes, Bruce." And it drives him fucking wild.

This man is god at giving head. How does he know so well? He begins with kissing your cunt through your panties, grazing his lips over your thighs next, so excited that he's rubbing his needy cock against the bed. He's quick to remove the clothing item and tease you by kissing you everywhere in that area but your pussy, looking up at you with those pretty green eyes. You make a little huff of annoyance, getting fed up with his teasing. Finally, he licks your cunt , his warm tongue grazing your clit and flicking around your folds. He grows more curious of your sweet noises coming out of your mouth now, and presses his mouth to your very wet vagina, licking and slurping you up, holding you around your thighs and burying his head down there. After five minutes of merciless pleasure and you getting so worked up you're moving against him, he slides a finger in your hole and pumps in and out of you. His other hand is pumping his touch deprived cock, making him moan and vibrate against you.

First, he fucks you missionary, cleaning his face off of your juices and quickly mouthwashing bc nobody wants pussy mouth kisses, and his member enters you easily but slowly still from how wet you are. He fills you up with all of him, before slowly rocking his hips into you, kissing you deeply, holding your waist, and groaning from how nice and warm and tight you are. You're a hot, moaning mess, and he picks up his pace, and you can feel his midsection slapping against yours with each thrust. You hold on tight, legs wrapping around him and calling out his name at one point.

"A-Ah... mmh. can y-you turn around baby?" He groans as he starts to slow down. You kiss him one last time and move into the position and he enters you again, holding your waist and moving you with his thrusting. It felt so good, your legs started to shake from how deep and fast he was, and he doubled over, holding you closer, you could feel his chest to your back

"I'm so close- I'm really-" He gasps, his thrusts now hard and slow, each one slapping against your ass and filling you up. He reaches under you and starts to play with your clit/ You could feel his cock twitch inside of you. Out of respect, he pulls out and cums all over your ass, continuing to rub your pussy until you came as well, and you two had a nice steamy shower full of hugs and cuddling and he gives you lots of aftercare and kisses and makes sure you get rest bc he's scared he went too hard <3

OTHER OPTIONS I MAY HAVE PICKED: TONY STARK OR VISION

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Two Homes (part 7/7) - Nikolai Lantsov

Request: no Pairing:  Nikolai Lantsov x reader Summary: after realising you can have two homes, you rush back to ravka Warnings: none Word count:  3.5K A/N: aaa the last part!! if you’ve read all of the parts I just want to say thank you so much for reading my work, it really means a lot to me! enjoy reading :) PREVIOUS PART  TAG LIST (two homes and/or all grishaverse fics): @godsofwriting@im-constantly-fangirling @ayushmitadutta @mrs-brekker15@dancingwith-sunflowers @thegirlwiththeimpala @parker-natasha @story-scribbler @romanoffstarkovs @daliareads @meiitanoia @itsnotquimey @sanktaesperanza @whymyparentscheckmyphone @aleksanderwh0r3 @ilovemarvelanne1 @marlenaisnthappy (if your name is in bold it means I couldn't tag you) add yourself to my tag lists here 

The trip back to Ravka seems to take longer than the trip to Ketterdam. You kept taking out the tiny watch you kept in your pocket, only to find out no more than a few minutes had gone by. Saints, couldn’t this boat go any faster?

While it is in the middle of the night, you can’t sleep. There’s too much energy in your body. 

On the ship, only a handful of crew members are awake, needed to make sure you were still heading toward Ravka. The rest of the people on the ship are below decks, probably fast asleep.

You’re pacing the ship, your mind running at an alarmingly speed. You think about the crows, and Ketterdam. And Nikolai and the palace. Would he be angry you left in such a hurry? Would he not accept your apology? Or worse; would he send you away? 

Technically, he could. He’s the king after all. You didn’t think he would do it, but if he wanted to, he could make sure you never set foot in the palace again. What if you traveled back to Os Alta, only to be banned from the city?

You’re so lost in thought, pacing around, you don’t see one of the crew members looking at you. Only when he speaks up, you stop pacing to look at him.

‘Hey! You!’

He’s sweating as he’s pulling on the ropes, to keep the sail in place and making sure you sail toward Os Kervo and don’t end up somewhere in Fjerda.

‘If all you’re gonna do is walk around, you might as well help. Get over here.’ he says.

Without even thinking about it, you walk over to where he’s standing. After all, he was right. You might as well help. And it might take your mind off of everything that’s going on. 

You roll up your sleeves, but keep your hood down to hide your face.

‘Grab this rope.’ he says, extending one of two ropes he’s holding to you. You firmly grip it with two hands. ‘And make sure to pull hard. Can you do that?’ he says. You nod and pull harder. 

Immediately, you feel the pull of the wind, and you plant your feet firmly on the wooden deck. For the rest of the night, you make sure the rope doesn't slip out of your hands. 

You get to talking with the other crew member who asked for your help and when you see the first rays of light and the city of Os Kervo in the distance, you realise you haven’t thought of Ketterdam or Os Alta for hours. 

The crew member tells you you can let go of the rope and once you do, you feel your muscles relax. You hand him back the rope and walk over to the edge of the ship, to look at the city slowly creeping closer.

Despite the early hour, it’s already busy on the docks. Fishermen are walking around, loading and unloading their ships. People are waiting for your ship to arrive, probably welcoming home loved ones. 

‘You ever been to Os Kervo?’

You look to your side and see the crew member. He looks young, about your age. 

‘Once.’ you truthfully say. ‘But only passing through.’

‘And today?’ he says.

‘Also passing through.’ you say.

‘Traveling to?’ he asks.

‘North.’ you say. You didn’t need him to know exactly where you’re going. 

‘Ah.’ he says. ‘What’s your name?’

‘Nina.’ you say, blurting out the first name that comes to mind.

He holds out his hand to you. ‘Nice to meet you, Nina. I hope we see each other again.’ he says.

You shake his hand. ‘Likewise.’ you say, but in your head you hope you never see him again. If he would recognise you, and the story would get out that the queen of Ravka illegally passed the True Sea, it would not be very pretty.

Thankfully, you’ve arrived at the docks and can get off the ship, quickly leaving the crew member behind. 

You walk around the city, trying to find some kind of transport so you could get to Os Alta. Normally you’d hitch a ride on a carriage, but it seems too risky. So instead, you head for the small cottages and farms on the edge of the city.

At the oldest, shabbiest looking farmhouse, you stop. You walk around the property, and spot a horse. 

You walk back to the front door and knock. It takes a while for someone to open. An old lady opens the door to you. 

You smile at her. ‘Good morning, ma’am, sorry to wake you at this hour, but I was wondering if your horse is for sale?’ you ask her. 

‘He’s not.’ she says.

‘That’s a shame.’ you say. ‘Your house looks very old. Couple of broken windows, wood rot. You could fix that with a generous amount of money, get someone from the city to help you out.’

‘I don’t have that kind of money.’ says the old lady, already moving to shut the door, but you plant your foot in front of it.

‘I can pay handsomely for the horse.’ you say. ‘I don’t think you ride anymore, do you?’

‘No, I don’t.’ she says.

You pull out a bag and shake it, making the coins inside clash against each other. 

‘You get this, I get the horse.’ you say. ‘It’s enough to fix your house.’

She eyes you suspiciously. ‘Why would you give me this much money?’ she says.

‘Because I’m in a hurry. And I need a horse.’ you say. 

‘Alright, then.’ she says. ‘Give me that money and you can fetch the horse.’

You hand the bag to her and thank her, heading around the farmhouse to the horse. He looks like a strong, healthy horse. You would be able to ride fast, cover a lot of distance. You thank the lady again, and mount the horse.

Without another look at Os Kervo, you start your journey to the palace. You ride for hours without stopping, constantly��ushering your horse to go faster. Luckily, he’s a young one, and he can indeed go very fast. 

But eventually, you have to stop. Not only to give the horse some rest, but also because your stomach had been growling loudly for the past hour. And now that the sun is up, it’s getting hotter and hotter. You can feel it burning in your neck. 

You roll up your sleeves and take off your hood. When you’re riding in the fields, you could allow yourself to be a little less afraid someone might recognise you. And after all, you’re in Ravka now, not Ketterdam. You could only hope word of your absence hadn’t spread too fast throughout the country. 

You leave your horse just outside a small village. After finding a bakery, you buy some bread and water with the money you have left. The village is old and charming. Once you finish your bread, you walk back to your horse. You drink half of your water and give the other half to the horse. You then mount the horse again and take off. 

The sun is still hot in your neck but you don’t slow down. You needed to get to Os Alta as fast as you could. Sweat drips from your forehead to your neck. You still had a long way to go.

Hours later, you finally see the city of Os Alta appearing in the distance. It had since gotten colder, and it’s late in the evening. At the outskirts of the city, you leave your horse and find a place to wash up.

After washing off most of the sweat, you run your fingers through your hair and roll your sleeves down. You pull your hood further down and resume your way on foot. 

Most of Os Alta’s inhabitants had retired to pubs or their homes. A few people still walked the streets, on their way home or loudly singing songs, smelling strongly of alcohol. 

You feel relieved when you see the palace’s gates in the distance. As you approach the guard who is stationed in front of the closed gates, you lower your hood.

The cool air feels more than good after you’d kept your hood on for the biggest part of your journey. You smile as you walk up to the guard.

‘Hi.’ you say. 

He doesn’t say anything, he doesn’t even acknowledge you. This makes you frown.

‘Are you going to let me in?’ you say.

Now, he does look at you. It feels a bit weird to have him look you up and down and scan your face. 

‘No, ma’am.’ he eventually says.

‘No?’ you say. ‘What do you mean?’

‘I mean no, I am not going to let you in.’ he says.

‘Do you know who I am?’ you say, thinking he was new on the job and you hadn’t been introduced to him yet.

‘No, ma’am.’ he says.

‘I’m Y/N.’ you say. ‘Y/N Lantsov, I live at the palace.’

He raises a single eyebrow at your words. ‘And I’m the king.’ he says.

‘You don’t believe me?’ you say. ‘Go and get Nikolai or someone else to confirm it’s me.’

‘King Nikolai isn’t present at the palace at the moment.’ says the guard. ‘And how do I know you’ve not been tailored to look like the queen?’

Your mouth falls open in surprise. You knew Nikolai made sure the guard are well trained, but this seemed like he’d done too good a job at it. 

‘Saints, this is going tot take forever.’ you mumble to yourself.

‘Problem?’ says a familiar voice suddenly behind you.

You turn around and see Nikolai on his horse, accompanied by Zoya, Tamar and Tolya.

‘Nikolai.’ you say gratefully as you walk up to him. 

He smiles at you and holds out his hand for you to take, but Zoya speaks up.

‘Wait.’ she says. ‘How do we know you’re really Y/N? She left in a hurry. You could be anyone pretending to be her.’

You look at her. Zoya did have a point. You turn back to Nikolai, who is still smiling at you.

‘When was our first kiss?’ asks Nikolai.

You feel yourself blushing. Of course he would have to ask a personal question to confirm it really is you. But this felt a little too personal for your taste. 

‘Right before our wedding.’ you say softly. ‘Because I was nervous.’ 

When you look up at Nikolai he’s still smiling down at you. ‘It’s her.’ he confirms. You finally take his hand and mount his horse, sitting behind him and wrapping your arms around his waist.

The guard finally opens the gates, and you enter the palace grounds. Nikolai is silent as he heads to the stables. He doesn’t even say anything as the two of you get off his horse. 

Even during the entire walk to your shared rooms, Nikolai is quiet. You want to ask him if he’s okay, if he’s okay with you being here, but a part of you tells you he needs this walk to clear his mind. 

Once you get to your rooms and you shut the door behind you, you barely have time to turn around before Nikolai pulls you in his arms. 

You’re a bit taken back by his actions, but are quick to embrace him. You feel how Nikolai drops his head to your shoulder and shuffles even closer to you. You smile as you hold on to Nikolai.

The two of you stand like that for a while. Just holding each other, glad to be reunited. 

When Nikolai pulls back he smiles at you, and finally speaks up. ‘You came back.’ he says.

‘I did.’ you say. ‘Kaz talked some sense into me.’ 

Nikolai blinks in surprise. ‘Kaz Brekker was the one to talk sense into you?’ he says.

‘Yes. He made me realise I can have to homes.’ you say. ‘And we need to talk about that.’

‘Okay.’ says Nikolai, taking your hand and walking you back to the bed to sit down. ‘What exactly do we need to talk about? Because I can think of a few things, but I want to hear you out first.’ 

‘I thought I’d be happy once I got back to Ketterdam.’ you say. ‘And I was, for a while. It felt so good to see all of them again. And, uh, help them out every now and then.’

If Nikolai knew what you had really been doing during your life in Ketterdam, he didn’t show it. He didn’t say anything, waiting for you to continue.

‘It really felt good to be home in Ketterdam. But the more time passed, the less happy I got. I missed the palace, the life I built here, but most of all I missed you, Nikolai. Kaz was the one to tell me I can have two homes.’ you say.

Nikolai smiles at you after you finish talking. He brings your intertwined hands up and kisses your knuckles.

‘I missed you.’ he says. ‘I thought you weren’t happy here, so when you said you wanted to go to Ketterdam, I felt like I had no choice but to let you go. So I did. But I really am glad you’re back, Y/N. The palace felt a lot bigger without you in it.’

‘How boring were the meetings without me?’ you ask him.

Nikolai sighs deeply. ‘Very.’ he says. ‘I didn’t have to make sure you stayed awake, so I had no choice but to listen to every little detail they said.’ he says.

You chuckle, thinking back to the countless of times Nikolai had to keep you awake during the meetings. 

As you look at him, it’s like you’re seeing him for the first time all over again. You let your eyes roam over his face, taking in every detail. You had really missed him.

‘Nikolai?’ you say softly.

‘Yes, sweetheart?’ he says.

‘While I was in Ketterdam, I realised something else.’ you say.

‘That the food here is better?’ says Nikolai.

‘They don’t have Ketterdam waffles here.’ you point out. ‘But no.’ 

You look at him, taking your time once more to take in his face.

‘I realised that over time, all those days we spent together, I’ve grown to love you. I don’t want to leave you like I did ever again.’ you say.

You watch as Nikolai’s face breaks into a huge grin. ‘You love me?’ he says.

‘I do.’ you say. You hold up your hand, showing him the ring. ‘This should be a pretty good reminder of it.’

Nikolai grabs your face with both of his hands, pulls it towards his and smashes his lips onto yours in a passionate kiss. You can tell he’s still smiling. And when he pulls away, there’s indeed still a big and proud smile on his face.

‘I love you.’ he says. ‘I should have never let you go like that. I should have gone with you, or made sure you had reason to stay. I won’t let you leave again, Y/N, you’re my queen, and I love you.’ 

You smile, leaning in to press a kiss to both of his cheeks.

‘We can make this marriage work, Nikolai. I want to make it work. On one condition, though.’ you say.

‘Name it.’ says Nikolai.

‘I promised I would visit Ketterdam every summer.’ you say. ‘To see all of my friends and spend time with them.

‘That seems like a fair deal.’ says Nikolai. ‘Then I’ve got a condition as well.’

‘Anything.’ you say.

‘You have to accompany me on every boring meeting, otherwise I will fall asleep during every single one of them. And we go for a walk through the gardens every evening.’ he says.

‘Deal.’ you say. 

Nikolai smiles and rises from the bed, offering his hand to you. ‘Shall we go on a walk then?’ he says.

You smile and gladly accept his hand and get up. The two of you walk the familiar route to the gardens, and you can’t help but to sneak glances at him. It was already dark outside, but somehow there was still a twinkle in his eyes, and his blonde hair seemed to glow. 

‘Are you trying to remember every detail of my face by looking at me so many times, love?’ he says after a while. ‘I’m flattered, honestly. But you’re stuck with me for the rest of your life, you can spend plenty of time looking at me.’

‘I know.’ you say. ‘But I missed a few days, I’m catching up on lost time.’

Nikolai chuckles and pulls you closer, pressing a kiss to your cheek. ‘You’re truly adorable.’ he says, making you blush.

You reach the gardens and automatically walk to your favorite spot. When you sit down on the bench, you look at the familiar bush in front of you.

‘I’m on time.’ you say.

Nikolai looks at the bush as well and nods. ‘You are. David says Summers Week will most likely bloom next week.’ he says. ‘And when it does, I’ll get you a new flower, to keep with the one I got you last year.’

You turn to smile at him. ‘I can start collecting them.’ you say. ‘One for each year.’

‘One for each year.’ Nikolai repeats. ‘I really am glad you’re back, Y/N. It felt weird, not having you around. I felt like some part of me was missing. Maybe because it was.’

‘Well, I’m here now.’ you say. ‘And I don’t plan on leaving soon.’

‘Except for your summer trip to Ketterdam.’ says Nikolai.

‘Except for that trip. You should come with me, I bet they’d love to meet you some day.’ you say. 

Nikolai smiles. ‘Some of them have met me.’ he says.

You frown. ‘They have? They didn’t mention it when I was there.’ you say.

‘That’s probably because they didn’t know it was me.’ he says. ‘They also met Genya and Zoya. They were accompanying me but I wasn’t, well, me.’

‘I can’t tell if you’re messing with me or not.’ you say, suppressing a yawn.

‘Oh, darling, I’m not. One day I’ll tell you the story of Sturmhond.’ he says.

‘Sturmhond?’ you say and Nikolai nods. ‘Why not tell me now?’

‘Because you have been trying to hide your yawning since we came here, and I think it’s time you went to bed.’ says Nikolai with a chuckle.

‘You’re right, I should. It’s been a long day.’ you say. ‘I left in the middle of the night and only stopped once when I got to Ravka.’

‘You only stopped once? Saints, Y/N, how come you didn’t collapse on a bed once you got here?’ says Nikolai.

‘Because I wanted to talk to you and spend some time with you first.’ you say.

Nikolai’s features soften and he smiles at you. ‘I appreciate that. But now please let me take you back to our room before you fall asleep in the gardens.’ he says.

You get up and intertwine your fingers with his once more, and you start walking back to the palace. When you walk the halls, you run into Genya.

She looks surprised but happy to see you, as she shoots you a warm smile. You briefly let go of Nikolai’s hand to hug her. She must have noticed your tired state, because she tells you that you’d catch up tomorrow morning. 

You’re grateful when you get to your room. After taking a quick bath to scrub the sweat and dirt off of your body, you change into a comfortable night dress. When you get back to the bedroom, you see Nikolai is fidgeting with a piece of rope.

He shows you the small boat he made when you approach the bed. You smile and take it from him, placing it on your nightstand. 

The second you lay down under the covers, you feel your body already dozing off. You close your eyes and feel how Nikolai lays down on his side of the bed. You knew the bed was big enough to keep your distance, but you didn’t have to anymore.

You move closer to Nikolai, cuddling to his side. He wraps an arm around you as you lay your head on his chest. Nikolai softly traces shapes on your bare arm. 

He moves his head to kiss your forehead and mumble a very soft “goodnight, love”.

You feel yourself drifting off to sleep, a very faint smile on your lips. It feels good to be home right next to Nikolai. And you’re glad that you have two homes now. Ketterdam, with your crows. And Os Alta, with your king.

A/N: If you want to request something, make sure to read my house rules Here’s the list of characters I write for. Everything that I have written can be found on my masterlist. Please don’t repost my work, as I spend much time and effort on it!! Thank you for reading! Much love, Marit

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hoodies

aaa i hope you’ll like this!!! thank u for requesting :)

f!reader x bakugou

“they’re so cute,” you muttered as you continued scrolling through tiktoks of girlfriends wearing their boyfriend’s hoodies.

you were currently in bakugou’s dorm, lying on his bed while bakugou sat next to you reading a magazine. he had witnessed you fawning over couples for the last hour. it didn’t help when you continued shoving your phone on his face.

“whats so cute about that? looks like a bunch of shit stains to me,” he scoffed, feeling a bit annoyed.

you gave your boyfriend a playful pout before returning your gaze back to your phone. it’s not like you were deliberately or selectively looking for couples on tiktok. your fyp just happened to be plagued with those videos for some reason.

“stop watching that,” bakugou said, not breaking eye contact from the magazine.

“why? it gives me serotonin watching couples wearing matching clothes or sharing their clothes,” you confessed.

bakugou eyed you weirdly before letting out a hopeless sigh. “why dont you ever ask me for my hoodies?”

your thumb stopped swiping the moment those words left his lips.

“why?”

“if you think thats so cute to the point of wasting your time watching shitty content like that, why don’t you ask me for my clothes?”

a sigh escaped your lips before you placed your phone down. you never really communicated your insecurities with bakugou, but it was about time you did.

“you think i’d fit in your hoodies?” you already began feeling embarrassed.

“what do you mean?” bakugou asked, setting the magazine down.

“bakugou, i will not be able to fit in them. heck, i dont even want to attempt to put them on. i’d probably get stuck midway and end up making a fool out of myself,” you explained.

bakugou could’ve never guessed that you were the insecure type. i mean, in his eyes you are perfect and it doesn’t make sense to him how someone so complete in all aspects could be insecure about anything at all.

“so what?” he scoffed. “i havent tried my hoodies on in a while so im sure that i dont fit in them anyway,”

“and you wanted me to try them on?” you asked, quirking a brow.

“yeah. instead of throwing them away, i felt generous and wanted to donate them or whatever,”

bakugou repositioned himself so he would be lying down next to you. you two were now face to face with each other in bed. his cheeks flushed red before he quickly pulled your head onto his chest. it wasn’t the first time you guys cuddled yet for some reason he’d always get flustered and nervous.

“woah, your heart is beating super fast,” you muffled into his shirt.

“s-shut up!”

you guys ended up with a comfy cuddle session. the initial plan was to just hang around for a while and head back to your own dorm, but who’d refuse a cuddle session with bakugou? after all he was a big needy baby.

the following days were on the colder side which meant that everybody was wearing thick layers of clothing that somehow didn’t seem to help at all. thankfully it was the weekend so at least the dorms were cozy enough to not let everybody’s asses freeze.

you were lounging on the couch as you sipped on the tea that momo had brewed for everybody. yes, the tea was warming up your body but apparently it wasn’t enough. visibly apparently.

“are you that cold?” your boyfriend approached you from the shadows.

“a-ah, somewhat,” your teeth chattered without your consent.

bakugou let out a “tch” before he threw something over you.

“what the heck-“

you felt something soft and warm. you opened your eyes. it was.. a hoodie? a hoodie that you had never seen. oh yeah. he had mentioned that his hoodies were old suggesting that maybe he went and got new ones.

“wear it,” he crossed his arms.

“now,” he added when he saw that you weren’t doing anything.

you were very confused but you still followed his order. the hoodie fit in perfectly, even to the point of living some free space which made you feel so comfortable.

the hoodies that were in bakugou’s closet weren’t old. he had simply changed the subject since it was clear that you felt uncomfortable talking about it. he wasnt the type to “feel generous and donate” his stuff either, and even if that was the case, he would never give you used items. bakugou is one real thoughtful and caring boyfriend.

[ticklishfiend]

Man, I always feel awkward doing these, lol. Hello! I found your work recently and really love what I've read so far! As I notice your prompts are open at the moment, if you're up for it, I'd love to see a Shinsou/Deku fic. Platonic or romantic, I don't have a preference. I just love those two together so dang much. Keep up the great work! ^^

A/N : aaa omg ok i absolutely LOVE ur blog and all ur fics, tysm for sending in a prompt!! also, this is a little longer than originally intended and i wrote it in a night so hopefully it isn't too dogshit LMAOO and pls keep in mind that this is my very first time writing for shinsou, so im not 100% sure what im doing lol <33 anyways, i rlly hope you enjoy!!

Patterned Socks (My Hero Academia)

Ship : Lee!Midoriya / Ler!Shinsou 

Summary : Shinsou is nervous after inviting Izuku over to his room, as he only just realized his crush on the green-haired boy a few weeks prior. But when Izuku shows up in full All Might attire, Shinsou can't help but tease the boy to the point of new discoveries.

Word Count : 3494

REBLOGS ARE ALWAYS GREATLY APPRECIATED!! MWAH <33

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Shinsou couldn’t help but feel a little...nervous. It wasn’t like he and Izuku had never hung out before, the freckled boy had invited Shinsou to hang out multiple times with his own group of friends, and it always made the usually kept-to-himself boy feel surprisingly loved and thought about. He’d even had a sleepover with Izuku and his friends before, and he couldn’t say it wasn’t fun for him, as he honestly had a great time, it was just...this was going to be his and Midoriya’s first time hanging out...alone.

Being alone with Izuku shouldn’t make him feel this nervous, this bubbly, this giddy. But it did. The boy with the mop of green mess on his head wasn’t even in Shinsou’s fucking room yet and somehow the teen with eye bags deeper than the ocean itself was more than wide awake with the nerves zooming through his system. He couldn’t help it though. Not after his realization weeks ago that, ‘oh shit, maybe I actually have a crush on this little nerd.’

So here Shinsou was, sitting cross-legged with a straight posture in the middle of his bed like a fucking lunatic, twiddling his thumbs and picking at his fingers like he was minutes away from taking the biggest exam of his life, when the only thing he had to currently expect was that timid, awkward kid from Class-1A to knock on his door and hang out with him for a few hours-

Knock! Knock!

“Hey, it’s Midoriya! I’m here, sorry if I’m late!” the muffled voice from behind the bedroom door was unmistakable, and somehow it made Shinsou’s heart stop for just a moment from nerves.

‘Fucking pull yourself together!’ Shinsou thought to himself as he slid off his bed, wiping his sweaty hands against the soft and linted fabric of his plaid pajama pants. ‘You’re acting like he’s here to murder you! You’re just a couple of friends hanging out, you’re making this a way bigger deal than it needs to be!’

“You’re fine, just one sec,” Shinsou spoke nonchalantly as he made his way towards the full length mirror propped up next to his closet. He hated that he actually cared enough to look at himself, to make sure he looked good, but not too good to have Izuku think he was trying to impress him or anything, even if he WAS trying to impress him, but just not-

“Okie dokie! Take your time!” Izuku giggled, and Shinsou swore all the sweat he had JUST wiped off his gross, clammy hands had just pooled right back to his palms at that adorable little sound. That stupid fucking giggle was going to be the death of him, he just knew it.

With a sigh of frustration at himself, Shinsou finally made his way towards his door, giving himself one last peek at his mirror over his shoulder before whipping his head back around and opening the door as nonchalantly as someone could perform the action.

As the door swung open, Shinsou was greeted by the sweetest smile a person could probably ever muster, the boy in front of him lifting a bag up towards the boy’s face with a giggle.

“I brought gummy worms,” Midoriya chuckled shyly, scratching the back of his neck. Shinsou couldn’t help the small tinge of endearment his eyebrows gave before trying to go back to his stoic, edgy persona, giving the boy a small smirk.

“Of course you did,” he snickered, opening the door wider to let the boy inside. “Sit your stuff wherever, I don’t mind. Just put your shoes by the door,” Shinsou shut the door behind them once he saw that Izuku was fully inside, already sitting his stuff down by the bed.

“Oh sure, no problem,” Midoriya nodded towards Shinsou, making his way back towards the door as he carefully slipped his signature red sneakers off to sit by the doorframe. Shinsou finally sat back down on his own bed, but never stopped watching the boy go about his room. It was Midoriya’s first time visiting the boy’s room, and to Shinsou it just felt so...odd, seeing him actually in here, being able to look at everything he had up on his walls and the little messes scattered around his floor. He felt almost a little insecure.

It was a colder Saturday, and it seemed Midoriya had no other plans besides hanging out with the purple-headed teen, as Shinsou saw that he was sporting a worn-out hoodie with All Might’s face adorning the front that he’s probably had for God knows how long, and some oversized pajama pants that were decorated to look like All Might’s own hero suit. He was such a fucking fanboy, even when he was trying to be comfortable. It was...it was too fucking cute.

Once Izuku had finished the business with his shoes, he made his way over to Shinsou’s bed, joining the boy on the small mattress as he climbed on top. Shinsou was sat on the front of his bed, his back against his pillows, while Midoriya had chosen to sit at the end of the bed, his legs outstretched so his feet were just about a foot away from Shinsou’s own crossed legs. Midoriya looked at Shinsou with a smile.

“So...what’cha wanna do?” Midoriya asked, propping his body up with his arms behind his back, tilting his head to the side at his question. Shinsou sucked on his teeth in thought, letting out a small “Hmm…” before scanning Midoriya up and down subconsciously. His eyes made his way down to the boy's feet propped in front of him, his eyebrows quirking at the sight before a grin stretched across his face. His head was tilted downwards towards the boy’s feet as his eyes wandered back upwards towards Midoriya’s eyes, the smirk never leaving his face.

“Are you for real right now?” Shinsou asked playfully, his eyes glancing back down towards the boy’s socks before looking back up into Midoriya’s eyes, who looked a little confused. “You even wear All Might socks?!”

Midoriya’s eyes widened a bit at Shinsou’s realization, his hand slapping at his own mouth to cover the smile etching across his face from embarrassment. His cheeks were just faintly flushed, but it was enough to make Shinsou chuckle in endearment.

“I didn’t even realize!” Midoriya muffled behind the palm of his hand a giggle escaping that made Shinsou’s brain short circuit for just a second before coming back down to reality, shaking his head with a snicker of fondness. “I wear these all the time…”

“You are unbelievable, Midoriya,” Shinsou chuckled, before gently cupping the underside of Izuku’s heel and raising it up closer to his own face. Midoriya let out a small gasp, his leg jerking just slightly from surprise, but not so much for Shinsou to lose his grasp. Where Shinsou had gained the slight confidence to take such an action, the edgy teen had no clue. But Midoriya honestly seemed to be...liking the attention? The smile was evident, even behind the palm of his hand, and even though his eyes were wide and cautious, they looked daringly into Shinsou’s own, almost asking him to make a bolder move without needing to say a word. Though really, the smile was more than enough to agg Shinsou on even further. Who was he to deny this cutie the attention he so obviously wanted?

Shinsou’s grasp on Izuku’s heel tightened a bit, enough to make Midoriya stiffen, now both of his hands going up to cup at his mouth and keep himself quiet, almost like he was trying to keep himself from protesting. Shinsou gazed at Izuku’s cute, flushed face one more time before looking back down at the socked foot in his hand, taking note of the design on the sole. It was decorated in different cartoon All Might designs. One of his face, one of his signature catchphrase “I AM HERE!”, one of his full body hero suit, and one of just his trademark bunny-like hair. Shinsou grinned at this, deciding to make his own little game out of the designs.

“So you wear these socks a lot?” Shinsou asked with a teasing tilt of his head, looking back up to Midoriya without moving the boy’s foot an inch. Izuku raised one eyebrow in slight confusion before nodding his head. Shinsou hummed with a nod, his eyes wandering back down to the sock. “So if I were to poke at...this spot here…” Shinsou brought a finger up from his free hand to the sock, his nail just barely scratching at one of the cartoons on the sole of Izuku’s foot. Izuku jerked at the sensation, a small yip muffled by his hands still being heard by the purple-haired boy teasing him near to death, much to Shinsou’s amusement. “...could you tell me which design it was?”

Shinsou continued his gentle wiggling of one finger, but it was just enough to get Izuku tittering behind his hand, one eye squeezed shut as the other glared at the boy. Izuku gave him no response, however, only pulling at his leg slightly when Shinsou scratched over particularly sensitive areas that made him let out louder snickers than others. Shinsou playfully tisked with a shake of his head.

“Not gonna play my game, huh? I thought you wanted to do something fun, Midoriya,” Shinsou just sighed with a smile, a small evil glint shining in his eyes that gave Izuku goosebumps and made his own eyes widen in...fear? Giddiness? Excitement? “Fine. New game,” Shinsou grinned wickedly before snatching up both of Midoriya’s feet and locking them by their ankles in between one of his elbows. Midoriya let out a loud gasp of shock, before playfully tugging at his feet as if he wanted to escape. They both knew it was all just for show. “Try to stay quiet.”

Midoriya’s eyes widened before immediately slamming shut at the teasingly ticklish sensations that danced across his left socked foot. Shinsou scraped at the sole slowly, using only his first three fingers to do so, but good fucking God was it effective. Midoriya’s hands seemed to be glued to his mouth at this point, almost squeezing at his cheeks to try to keep quiet, though the muffled titters did not go unnoticed by the tickling teen before him.

“Aww, whatsa matter, Midoriya?” Shinsou teased with a small grin, his fingers edging their way upwards towards the bottoms of his toes, curling into the spot he knew to be sensitive on himself which only made Izuku shriek behind his hands. “Don’t tell me you’re ticklish~”

Izuku shook his head, though the way his body was practically vibrating under Shinsou spoke volumes. “Oh, you aren’t, huh? You’re not ticklish? Not even a teensie weensie bit?”

Izuku once again shook his head, the slow and gentle tickles provided by Shinsou giving Izuku just enough leeway to lie his way through this playful torment with only tiny titters and snickers. But the moment he felt his toes being pulled back by the side of Shinsou’s hands, both of his eyes shot open in excited fear.

“Well that just won’t do, now will it? I’m a pretty convincing guy, though, so maybe we can change that up a bit,” Shinsou grinned before scratching the nail of his thumb into Midoriya’s now stretched out toes, and Izuku couldn’t hold back anymore. The boy let out a stream of giggles behind one hand, his other now shooting down to clutch at his belly.

“AHAHA! Wahahait! Nohoho!” Izuku’s eyes squeezed shut, throwing himself back to lay flat on the bed, both of his hands moving up to cover his now terribly blushing face. Shinsou snickered, incredibly amused at the boy’s intense cuteness. “I’m sohohorreheheehe!”

“Aw, you’re sorry? For what?” Shinsou chuckled before raking all four of his fingers down the sole of Izuku’s socked foot, the boy letting out a yelp at the change before dissolving back into his adorable stream of giggles.

“I dohohon’t knohohohow!” Izuku shook his head, his feet just barely pulling at Shinou’s grasp out of pure bodily instinct. Shinsou just smiled fondly, chuckling a little in amusement. The purple-haired teen zeroed in on one particular spot right under the ball of Midoriya’s foot, the poor boy under him letting out a small shriek before arching his back at the sensation, shaking his head wildly.

“Ohoho, this a good spot, Midoriya? Right here?” Shinsou scratched at the sensitive area, Izuku cackling at the sensation before shooting his hands down to clutch at the front of his own hoodie, his knuckles almost turning white. “Aw, it is, isn’t it? You can’t take it here, huh?”

“AHAHAHA! PLEHEHEASE!” Midoriya cackled, pulling at his hoodie even harder, enough where Shinsou could even see the space of skin right under the boy’s pale neck. It was freckled there too, he noted, and...he couldn’t help but wonder if he was freckled anywhere else too.

“Please what? If you want me to stop just say so,” Shinsou tilted his head, observing very closely as he noticed Izuku’s face grow an even darker shade of tickled pink. He chuckled in delight as he heard no sounds of protest from the cackling boy underneath him. “Aw, that’s it, isn’t it? You don’t want me to stop?”

“DOHOHON’T DOHOHO THAHAHAT!” Izuku giggled wildly, pulling his hoodie up to cover his face and hopefully muffle those adorable laughs as much as he could, though of course he succeeded in only looking as cute as ever.

“Don’t do what?” Shinsou smirked, his fingers moving to his other foot to scratch at the same oh-so sensitive spot, now mirrored. Midoriya practically screamed into the fabric of his hoodie at the change in sensation, curling his body upwards instinctively before flopping himself back down onto the bed through his fit of cackles.

“TEHEHEASE MEHEHE!” Izuku cackled, pulling at his feet just enough to seem like he was fighting the playful torture, when really Shinsou saw right through him and all his All Might merch far too easily.

“Oh so you WANT me to tease you? You like being teased, Midoriya?” Shinsou snickered at the panicked giggles escaping through the fabric of Izuku’s hoodie, wiggling his fingers back into that oh so sensitive curve right underneath Izuku’s toes that made the boy scream in ticklish agony. “You’re so sensitive, y’know that? So ticklish even with your little All Might socks on. I wonder, though, will it tickle worse if you don't have All Might to protect you?” Shinsou smirked before slipping his fingers under the edge of Midoriya’s sock, the green-haired boy letting out a loud gasp before whipping his head out from the hiding spot in his hoodie.

“No! Dohohon’t!” Midoriya giggled as Shinsou teasingly edged the sock slowly up the boy’s foot, not having even tickled the bare foot yet but somehow still getting a rise out of him.

“I haven’t even started yet! Are you really so ticklish you’ll laugh when tickles are even threatened?” Shinsou grinned, testing his theory once he threw the sock over to the side by wiggling his fingers just above the boy’s bare foot where Midoriya could see from his angle. Sure enough, Midoriya absolutely dissolved into a puddle of giggles, his arms clutching at his tummy as he barely tugged at his trapped feet. Shinsou couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh my god, I was kidding, I didn’t think it would actually be true!”

“Juhuhust do it alreadhehehe! Plehehehease! I can’t tahahake it!” Midoriya pleaded, his hands moving to cover up his eyes so he wouldn’t have to look at Shinsou. Shinsou felt his heart swell in adoration.

“You want me to tickle you that bad?~” Shinsou teased, slowly swiping one finger from the top of Izuku’s bare foot down to the heel, the boy gasping at the sensation, curling the foot up as much as it would go.

“Plehehease, I cahahahan’t!-” Izuku was a flustered mess under Shinsou, squirming and blushing into the oversized fabric of his hoodie, giggling like a child all the while. Shinsou finally gave in, scribbling his nails on the sole of his foot, pushing Midoriya to squeal before dissolving into panicked, high-pitched cackles. “GAHAHAHA! SHIHIHINSOHOHOU! AHAHA NAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEASE! I CAHAHAHAN’T!”

“It doesn’t even sound like you know what you really want anymore, huh?” Shinsou giggled, slowing his fingers down to small, teasing scratches on the boy’s soles, both socked and bare. Izuku was a puddle of snickers and giggles, barely pulling on his feet as he finally opened up his eyes as much as he could to gaze up at his tormentor. Shinsou looked down at him with a smile, finally stopping his tickling to rest Izuku’s feet in his crossed lap. Midoriya’s breathing was heavy, but the smile on his face seemed plastered on, and didn’t seem to be going anywhere anytime soon. Shinsou tilted his head at the boy with a grin. “So...you liked that, didn’t you?”

Izuku whined, shoving his flushed face into his hands. “I mean...I don’t know…”

“It’s okay if you do...it’s uh…” Shinsou chuckled sheepishly, scratching at the back of his neck. “It’s kind of...cute, y’know?”

Midoriya peeked out from behind his hands to peer at Shinsou, before bringing his arms down to prop himself up and get a better look at the boy. “You thought it was...cute?”

“Well yeah, I mean...you were all giggly and stuff, and I uh, already kinda thought you were cute beforehand so that just kinda heightened the cuteness I guess,” Shinsou had a hard time making eye contact with Izuku, acting almost as if HE had been the one tickled to near tears just moments ago. He suddenly felt so shy, just like he had felt before Midoriya arrived. Where did all that previous confidence come from? And where did it go when he needed it the most? (now!) “Not to mention the fact you liked it in the first place. That’s just downright criminally adorable.”

“Quit it!” Midoriya whined with a giggle, though he left his feet in Shinsou’s lap, only kicking them out slightly during his fussing. He let out a huff of air, clearly embarrassed and very flustered. “I...I was nervous before I got here...thank you for that…”

Shinsou blinked. “Wait...you were nervous too?”

Midoriya looked up at Shinsou with a furrowed brow. “Yeah...wait, you were nervous?! Why?!”

Shinsou swallowed. He felt like some kind of nervous lump that had been growing and festering in his tummy this entire time was suddenly trying to crawl from his throat, choking him on his own words. His eyes were a bit wide, and suddenly his hands felt all clammy again like they had before Izuku arrived. “You just, uh...you make me nervous sometimes.”

“Do I do anything wrong?”

“No! No, of course not! It’s just...uh…” Shinsou huffed, rubbing his eyes with the backs of his hands until he saw fireworks, refusing to meet Midoriya’s gaze. “I kind of...like you…a little bit…”

There was a second of silence, Shinsou’s hands still covering his shy eyes as if to protect him from inevitable rejection. He felt the warmth of Midoriya’s feet slip from his lap, and at the same time felt his heart drop from it’s spot in his ribcage. He almost felt like he could cry...that is, until, he felt fingers start to poke and prod at both sides of his ribs, making him arch his back with wide eyes. Those eyes met Izuku’s own mischievous ones, a smirk growing on the green-headed boy’s still flushed face as accidental giggles started spilling from Shinsou’s lips, his body curling from left to right at each poke and prod.

“H-Hehehey! Whahahat?!-” Shinsou melted into giggles as Izuku started to pinch along his ribs, the boy falling onto his back against the pillows as Izuku straddled his waist fully, still relentless in his tickle attack.

“Stop looking so nervous and mopey, Shin,” Izuku smiled, leaning his head down to touch their foreheads together as he slowed his tickling down to his his hands resting comfortably on Shinsou’s sides. “I like you too.”

Shinsou blinked, never knowing he could blush so much until he realized just how close him and Midoriya’s faces were in that moment. They stared into each other’s eyes for seconds that felt like millenia until…

...until they kissed. And what a kiss it was. Filled with small giggles of pure joy and breathless huffs of air that made them forget they even needed oxygen in the first place. It was perfect and pure and everything Shinsou could’ve ever wanted. That night was filled with more kisses and more tickles than either of them had experienced in a lifetime, but it was worth it for each other. It was more than worth it. It was everything.

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