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queenofallimagines · 9 months

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obey me side characters with a female MC with naturally big breasts?

part 1 w/the brothers

The way this has been sitting in my notes bc a MAN🤢 has taken over my brain

Also Doing the first batch of newly datables bc I don’t really have a good grasp on Raphael aside from memes

Solomon:

- we been knew ://

- Asmo 2.0 and a MENACE

- Like he’s not as outwardly shameless but he makes jokes about it a lot

- “How would you feel if you got you a mega milk shirt? Asking for a friend🥰”

- “Does your back hurt carrying all that?”

- “I need a place to rest my weary head😔”

- Sir get the fuck up off the floor

- When you give him a hug he has this shit eating grin the whole time

- Stares at them shamelessly when you’re not looking

- In student council meetings

- When he’s actually being a good teacher he will get really handsy the name of helping you become a great sorcerer

- Gets uncharacteristically touchy

- Mammon is like 6 seconds from snapping and he’s so giddy about it

- Annoying the demon brothers and getting to touch you>>>>

- Probably makes shit fall over so you have to go bend down and pick it up🙄

- Another one to “fix” your clothes

- Will go “guess who” and wrap his arms around you from behind and blow into your ear

- He’s so annoying

- Ngl if any of the non humans try the stuff he does they will get a stank face bc they’re under the impression this is a normal human thing

- Him licking your neck unprompted is NOT A REGULAR HUMAN THING

- You’re just used to him hanging off of you at this point

- Slightly notice he only acts this way around the others

- He’s very “haha we’re humans and have a deeper connection than you ever will🥰”

- They see that possessive glare he throws them and you either don’t notice or completely ignore it

- He’s just weird like that this isn’t out of the norm behavior

- Treats you like a teddy bear too

- “Mcccc please come over here and hold me🥺”

- “You a grown ass man bro😐”

Simeon:

- certified freak

- 7 days a week

- I’ve already said that his man is FILTHY (pls refer to jinkicake and my brainrots💕)

- He’s gunna give that bright smile in your face so you don’t notice that his hands are wandering while they’re sling over you

- Shamelessly stares at your chest but he’s so respectful it just looks like he’s listening carefully what you’re saying

- Hugs are his primary form of greeting so him hugging you isn’t out of the ordinary

- Loves feeling your chest rubbing up against him

- Let’s you feel up his chest

- Instead of feeling you up like asmo he places your hands on him

- Will tempt you to put your hands in the slits in his outfit to touch his hips

- I swear he would give you a lap dance and then play it off as a “joke”

- Something feels so naughty about him pinching your nipples with his gloves on whispering how good you are for him

- “You’ll let me taste you won’t you?”

- Sucking and biting marks into your tits

- Will let you ride him and NOT help at all

- Wants to see you struggling w the burning in your legs and your tits bouncing

- When you collapse and whine for him to please help he will smile and then quickly put your ankles behind your head and fuck you like crazy

- “You’re being so good for me taking it all.”

- Wants to fill you up until you’re gushing his cum all over the sheets

- Will scoop his cum back into you when you’re overstimulated

- Buys nipple clamps as a surprise

Barbatos:

- he won’t care he’ll tell you

- “Your shirt is very tight fitting and looks good on you”

- Will brush his hands against your chest while brushing “dust” off your outfit

- Doesn’t initiate hugs so when you do he’s ecstatic

- Will squeeze you real tight

- In private will wrap his tail around you

- Runs his hands up and down your sides

- Hand on your lower back at all times

- Will of handedly say you’d look good in red ropes

- If you take him up in his offer he will make sure your tits are nice and snug

- Leaves marks on them

- Loves to grope them in his hands and kiss them

- Has nipple clamps that he will attach and have the ropes tug on

- Bites them gently

- He has to leave bite marks all over you

- Lmao good luck going to class with those rope marks peeking out through your uniform

- Smiles knowingly at you from across the student council room

Diavolo:

- Teddy bear

- Has no concept of shame really

- If you feel embarrassed he’ll shift into his demon form so his tits are out too

- Hugging you and swings you around but literally just bc he wants to run your chest against him

- Will outwardly give you compliments

- He’s bold as fuck

- “Would it be appropriate to ask if I could feel?”

- Usually along the lines of your chest is so soft and he wants to lay on it

- Obsessed with how soft and warm humans are

- Jacking off underneath his desk thinking about you wrapping your tits around him

- When you pop up in his office you’ll notice that he’s looking you more intensely than usual and his eyes seem darker

- Usually asks you to sit on his lap as a joke but this time it doesn’t feel like a joke with how deep and solid his voice sounds

- Bedroom eyes like crazy he can’t even hide it you feel like he’s stripping you slowly

- If you’re trying tot all to him he’s giving hums of acknowledgment while looking you up and down

- “Mhm…. Say mc, I’ve never noticed how good your uniform looks on you”

- “Cocker closer, behind my desk I want to talk to you face to face” lmao he’s gunna have you in his desk with your legs over his shoulders

- Knows you didn’t lock the door when you came in

- Mentions how it would be a lively surprise how Lucifer or Barbatos could come knocking

- “I’m sure they’d be happily surprised to see how well you can take me”

- “W-wha-“

- “Hm? We often discuss how good you’d look on your knees for us”

- Before you can even unpack all that he’s thrusting into you faster and ripping your shirt open

- “You almost look like a present unraveling for me like this.”

- Sucking licking muting and kissing all over your chest jokes that you can pull his hair if you want

- Will fuck you even deeper to watch them bounce and especially with how deeply you’re breathing

- Determine to make you cum as hard as possible so you can arch your back and push them into his face

- Leaves hickeys all over your chest

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the-hilda-librarians-wife · 5 months

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Aurea Mediocritas - Chapter 1

Summary: Aurea mediocritas: one of the five latin mottos of the arcadist, or neoclassical movement. Literally translates to “golden mediocrity”

A series of glimpses into what life was after the events of Carpe Diem. Not all is resolved, but they’re getting there. On their own time, at least.

Notes: EYYY I’m so happy to be continuing this verse! Ngl, this chapter has been written since March, but after Carpe Diem was done I got sucked into my OC wonderland, and then there was Sketchbook Week, and now I’m having to post it this instant exclusively because the next chapter is a Christmas special and I want to keep it on time jskdfksjdfh (which is also to say, no season 3 spoilers here. In fact, as I write these notes, I’m minutes away from watching the first episodes haha)

For any newcomers to this verse, it’s recommended that you take a look at the previous installments first – or at least the ones with Latin names!

Thank you for coming back to this AU, I hope you enjoy it! For info on posting schedule/frequency, please check out the end notes on ao3 :)

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This must be how lab rats feel before having experiments done on them, Kaisa thought as she had to, once again, consciously stop herself from picking at her nails after she’d begun doing so without noticing it. Or at least how they would if they’d signed up for the torture themselves.

Luckily, no one around her seemed to notice, much less care. The other patient in the waiting room was looking at something on his phone, bouncing his leg all the while, and the receptionist was typing on her computer. She’d probably seen a lot worse than people fidgeting in that waiting room, anyway.

Some fifteen minutes after she had arrived there, and been told to hang around and wait, a person came out of the psychologist’s office. They had tears streaming down their face, but they smiled politely at both her and the other man in the waiting room, and thanked the receptionist. It confused her, to see someone and not understand if they were upset or thankful.

Was it possible to be both at the same time?

Well, she supposed it must be. It was basically how she’d been feeling since she’d found out she’d been framed for a crime she didn’t commit.

As the receptionist went inside the therapist’s office, Kaisa shifted on her chair, crossing the opposite leg on top of the other. She hated this position that she’d put herself in, but at the same time there was a part of her that was very proud of herself for being there. Tildy had spent years and years saying she could ask her to make an appointment whenever she wanted, and Frida had sung high praises for therapy for as long as she could remember. But Kaisa had never given in. She was too proud, too blind to the fact that the way she thought (and consequently, the way she lived) wasn’t healthy.

And then along came Johanna, and that had been what had mined the last of her resistance. She was sure that, had she been going through that situation alone (or rather, just with her family and her one friend), she would have done what she had during every other crisis that arose: talk about it to them exactly once and then pretend the matter was resolved.

But it was never that simple with the human mind, was it? She was just beginning to realize that everything she’d tried to repress during her life had turned her mentality into what it was, and that was… not great. But Johanna made her want to do better, and be better. Not only for her girlfriend, but for herself. Johanna had been so similar to her mere years ago, and was now so free to live her life in a way that made her happier, that Kaisa couldn’t not have listened when she gently suggested that therapy would do her a lot of good.

“Miss Pilqvist?” The receptionist called, making Kaisa snap her head up to her. She smiled gently and gestured with her head, pointing to the office.

Trying her best to not allow her legs to shake or her hands to fidget, Kaisa got up and walked to the door.

………

The couch was itchy. It was the first thing that she noticed when the therapist told her to sit down on it after they had made their introductions. It caused her to try to change the position she was sitting on during the whole session, hoping a different angle would help her feel it less.

Unfortunately, the therapist took this simply as a sign that she was nervous. Which, mind you, she hadn’t actually been wrong to assume.

Knowing herself, Kaisa had expected to be the personification of that meme about wanting to get good grade in therapy. It turned out not to be the case, however. She had never wanted to flunk something that bad.

(Not that she’d ever wanted to flunk anything before, that was.)

As the kind looking woman with wild auburn hair looked at her, occasionally taking notes about something she said or did, Kaisa felt very much like she wanted to get a nice, round zero at therapy and just be expelled. Not that the psychologist was doing anything wrong, or at least she imagined she wasn’t. She just wanted this to end, so she could stop having her mind and her life poked and prodded with a stick, could leave in the dark the parts that that woman apparently wanted to shine a light on.

When she said ‘this is an interesting thing for us to discuss at a later date’ for the second time in that hour long appointment, about something that Kaisa very much did not want to discuss, the girl looked at the wall clock impatiently. They couldn’t possibly be too far from the end, right?

The poor woman had told her, in the beginning, that if she wasn’t ready to talk about something then she only needed to say it. But once again, Kaisa was way too proud, way too high achieving to actually admit discomfort. It would feel like a failure at something she had signed up for on her own.

It wasn’t just because she wanted to flunk that she’d rig the exam herself, after all.

They parted ways with an appointment for the same time next week, and Kaisa walked back home as quickly as she could, before she did something embarrassing.

Like begin to cry in the middle of the street.

………

Kaisa had attempted to exfoliate only once before. She had done it with her sister, in the bathroom they shared, and they were quite certain they had done it wrong. It didn’t take a lot to make Kaisa’s skin red – approximately two minutes of sunlight exposure would do it – but considering that Frida herself had a pinkish skin when they were done, they had been able to say, with fair certainty, that they had fucked up. Their skins had felt raw and exposed, like they got rid of something essential.

Following that logic, Kaisa went home thinking that therapy was exfoliation for the mind, and that the keratin she shouldn’t have gotten rid of was, in this case, whatever kept her bad memories and feelings from resurfacing at the slightest chance.

This is fine, she told herself all the while she walked back. I wasn’t told anything I didn’t already know. She didn’t even go that deep yet, I had already come to the conclusions she wanted me to for now. It’s fine.

Upon opening the front door, however, and being welcomed by the sight of Tildy’s warm smile, something inside her broke.

It was not fine.

Tildy had been using her reading glasses, since she’d been waiting for her daughter to come back with the book she was currently reading; Kaisa knew she would have been able to see the tears springing up in her eyes regardless. When she closed the door behind herself, Tildy was already beckoning her to go sit by her side on the couch.

“I don’t want to worry you.” Kaisa began, her voice cracking up. “Nothing bad happened. I promise.”

The nod Tildy gave her told her that she understood, and that she was listening. Cornelius woke up when Kaisa sat beside the spot where he had been sleeping, and she scratched the top of his head (or at least what she imagined was the top of his head) as an apology. The feeling of curly fur brushing against her fingers soothed her.

“But it’s hard.” She continued. “I guess I did so much effort to not let certain things affect me, and now I’m being forced to walk the opposite trail. I need to put even more effort into letting it all affect me in a way that helps. I’m a little lost.”

Tildy hummed. Kaisa was still turned to Cornelius, so her back was to her mother, but she didn’t need to look at her to picture the pensive gaze she must be wearing in her mind’s eye.

“But if you know the path you’re supposed to be taking, isn’t that the opposite of being lost?”

Even her chuckle sounded a bit like a whine, fragile as she felt. “It’s a metaphor.”

“I know. But even that is worth something.”

“Now you’re talking like a therapist as well, Tildy.”

Kaisa finally turned to face her more fully, knowing there would be no concealing the redness in her eyes but not caring, since her voice already denounced her feelings. She took only one look at Tildy’s apologetic face before putting her hands on her lap and staring at them.

“Do I have to keep doing this?” She asked in a small voice after they had gone some minutes in silence; Tildy knew how to recognize when her child needed space. “I know I had agreed to give it a try, but now I’m wondering if it’s more of a bother than it’s worth.”

“You don’t have to do anything.” The gentle words made the sting on Kaisa’s eyes even sharper. “But if you don’t put in the effort, you won’t ever get the results you’re looking for. Take care of yourself. Respect your limits, my dear. But we only grow by dipping our toes outside our comfort zone.”

Kaisa let her head fall against Tildy’s shoulder; her frame may look fragile, but she knew how much strength it hid. It had never let down her children when they needed to lean on her, which was quite often.

“I hate it when you are right.” Kaisa whined, feeling herself run out of air; it was never pretty when she cried over her own distress. It wasn’t a cinematic fall of tears like when she heard a sad story. It was more noise and the feeling of having air sucked out of her lungs, but Tildy had never complained.

Handling her daughter in a way to have her laying her head down on her lap, Tildy sighed.

“Then you must live a miserable life, sugar pie.”

For a while, Kaisa just cried. She could hear nothing else over the sound, except for the thought at the back of her mind that she was grateful that Frida was out at a friend’s house for the time being; she didn’t want her seeing her big sister like that. But as she calmed down, other things became noticeable. The softness of the fabric of Tildy’s skirt. The soothing caress of her fingers on her hair. Her own heartbeat. Cornelius, who was now pressing himself against her belly like a warm compress, purring like he was trying to calm her himself. It was such a comforting thought that she didn’t even dwell too long on the fact that she was pretty sure dogs shouldn’t purr.

As her eyes ran out of tears, her eyelids began growing heavy. Her distress crying usually had abrupt endings, and this time was no different. Once she’d sobbed enough, it simply stopped, and allowed her to enjoy the beautiful sensations around her. And while sleep gently, gradually embraced her, images filled her eyes. Of her family, of Johanna, of Victoria and even Edmund. Not only that, but she also remembered the scent of Tildy’s garden. The soft breeze during her walks to campus in the mornings. The beauty of when light hit just the right angle at the library. Her books, her plushies, and all the places she wanted to meet.

There were so many amazing things in the world. So many things she wanted to enjoy, so many things she didn’t want to miss out on. So many people she wanted to connect with to the best of her ability, not because she owed them anything but because they made her feel like all the effort was worth it.

She had to try. She had to give her best, but not in the ‘white-knuckling through it’ way that she had done all her life. She owed it to herself to take all of the joy and the wonder this life had to offer. And that would have to mean getting out of her head and into her body, her surroundings, her heart.

“I’m going to heal.” Whether she only thought this or if she was able to mutter it was a mystery to her; her mother would forever be the only person who knew the answer, and Kaisa definitely would never ask. “I promise. It’s what I deserve.”

#verse: carpe diem #fic: am #kaisa hilda #kaisa hilda fanfic #hilda the series fanfic

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thegreenmeridian · 5 months

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Amazing fucking week:

Friday: Driving to the city and having such intense anxiety about the impending visit from my horrible boss on Wednesday that my vision keeps pinpricking

Saturday: Holiday in Amsterdam for my birthday with the intention of going to a gay sex club for gay sex on Sunday, enjoying vibing with nice old gay men in a very old gay pub on the Saturday. Someone gives me a bump of coke from a little envelope with Dutch blue porcelain patterns

Sunday: See a message from my awful boss at 1.32 am. I am full of alcohol and drugs. I am raging that he is once again hassling me while on vacation/sick leave, and over an issue that I have continuously tried to fix despite him turning down every possible solution I offer because for him, the only acceptable solution is me staying within 15km of the shop and never having evening or weekend plans. Wake up with hangover and hellish anxiety. Too shaky to even consider going to the gay sex party.

Monday-Tuesday: More anxiety, basically doing fuck all with my holiday. Message from bossman on Monday saying we will have a *serious talk* on Wednesday. Frantically messaging my group chat like “ok gang can I sell a car while it still has a loan? Anyone got a sofa I can live on when I get fired?”. Ask therapist for emergency appointment on Thursday.

Wednesday part 1: basically running on pure adrenaline and oscillating between borderline panic attacks and fuck you I quit. The head office people arrive. Bossman is not among them. CEO is. He walks around the shop and says I’m doing a great job. The recycling project lady (who I *love*) whispers to me that bossman isn’t coming so I can relax, I say “yeah I think he’s gonna fire me anyway” and she very vehemently says this won’t happen.

Wednesday part 2: I check my phone at 11.30. Bossman is not coming. Something has come up. He will see me next Wednesday. A reprieve! I’m more jittery than when I was on the Dutch cocaine, my fight-or-flight system is going mental. I hyperactively stock shelves for the next few hours. An email arrives at 14.30, while I’m on the phone to the union trying to work out if I can set fire to some things before I quit because fuck me I am DONE. The email is from my boss, announcing in two stilted sentences that he no longer works for the company, shortly followed by an awkward HR email like “he has ended his journey with the company, we wish him well”.

Wednesday part 3: ngl I have no memory of the next few hours, I think my brain chemistry entered strange new territories. When I come to, I’m walking into the “key meeting” which has been moved from the fancy hotel to a local sports bar in a sort of large shed. There are many, many football scarfs. The manager of the netto pounced on me looking for gossip about my boss. Bitch I don’t know the fuck dot gif. The presentation is in Icelandic. I zone out while staring into the machine knitted eyes of Eric Cantona. Dinner is spent sat next to the brand manager for one of the other supermarket chains in the company, mostly chatting about British football violence as befits the setting.

Thursday: as the great Ronnie O’Sullivan once said, I am up and down like a whore’s drawers. Stroppy email from accounting sends me into a panic spiral. Bouncing between hysterical laughter and pinprick vision. I am Coping. I am also doing an interview with an airport handling agent company for a job as a ramp agent. I think it goes ok? Most of the day a blur until emergency therapy, which is spent rambling like a mad bitch while squishing clay because art therapy slaps. Later, as I’m delivering shite to a boat an hour after I’m supposed to finish, the HR lady calls me. I am, apparently, still mental, because I tell her I thought I was being fired yesterday and when she reassures me I am NOT being fired, I snort and go “well *he* fucking is!”. I also tell her “yay I can stop taking the anxiety pills” and “full disclosure, the prevailing theory in the <boss’s name> support group is that he said let a slut slip while ranting about me in a meeting”. She assures me he would never and he’s just very Honest and Forthright. Ma’am maybe cycle back to the whole “several employees have a support group about this man” and “several employees very easily believe he’s been barely holding back the slurs”. Point of the conversation turns out to be she is *desperate* for me to take another management job out east that I maybe sorta hinted at being willing to do. She vaguely implies that if I don’t agree soon she will have to look elsewhere but they’ve been looking for someone for this job since August so nah ima take this slow.

Friday: adrenaline high is wearing off. I am tired. I hate this job. I have to work tomorrow. One of my apparently three new bosses phones. Man is apparently decent according to people I know who’ve worked with him and my own limited experience but he is clearly trying to Be Assertive now and is talking to me a liiiiitttle too much like ex-bossman used to. Long story short I bought a large tank of helium out of spite today. Phone call from HR Lady as I was leaving work (about half an hour after I was supposed to) and she is seriously desperate for me to take the job out east. They couldn’t get someone up to help me while I was unable to lift shit after surgery with two months notice but they can apparently find someone to cover me for a visit to this shop out east after I said multiple times I wouldn’t say yes until I’d seen the place.

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chaoticentitywrites · 1 year

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The Truth is Worse Than the Lie Chapter 1

It has finally arrived! Yay! Ngl been putting this off for a hot minute but eh, might as well post it before I psych myself out. It should also be up on AO3 in about a week, still waiting on being able to make an account. Please keep in mind this is my first fanfic and also the first thing that I've written in like, eight or nine months. Any constructive criticism is welcome, and please let me know if I missed any trigger warnings! Enjoy. :::D

TW: swearing

Taglist: @aaleyahcianna @you-were-never-even-a-player @sofia-not-sophie

(Let me know if you want to be removed or added to the taglist, or if I forgot anyone)

Shocking News! Keefe and Tam Argue

Fitz stood outside of Mr. Forkle’s office, waiting on Tam and Keefe.

Mr. Forkle had hailed him about twenty minutes ago telling him to come to his secret office, telling him that Dex had found some information about the human that Keefe had delivered the letter two. Dex and Forkle were already inside the office, so now he was just waiting on the other two.

Grizel was waiting beside Fitz, giving him a look. Before he could ask what that was about, Tam and Keefe both appeared before him, Ro a few feet behind Keefe, and Tam’s bodyguards presumably somewhere below them. Keefe waved as he arrived, and Tam gave him a nod.

Ro bounced up to them, with Tam and Keefe following.

“Where is Dex and Mr. Forkle?” Tam asked, looking around.

“Already inside,” Fitz said, walking towards the door, “come on, we should figure out what Dex found.”

Mr. Forkle turned to them as the three of them walked in, Ro and Grizel waiting outside with Lovise, “Mr. Sencen, Mr. Tam, Mr. Vacker. I see you have all made it.”

“Hey, Forklenator!” Keefe said as he walked in, “what’s going on? We heard Dex found something on the mysterious human?” He did a weird shimmy thing with his head and wiggled his fingers as he said that, to which both Fitz and Tam rolled their eyes at.

“Yep!” Dex said, turning to them. Fitz noted that he looked tired, as if he’d stayed up all night. “Now, that you guys are here, I can tell you. What even took you guys so long? Actually, never mind, I don’t wanna know.”

“Shouldn’t we be waiting for Sophie?” Fitz asked, looking at Mr. Forkle.

“Sophie isn’t coming, neither are any of the girls. They have already been sent on some other business needing attention,” Forkle replied, “Mr. Dizznee, if you would please tell us what you’ve found?”

Dex nodded, “Okay, so, it isn’t much to go on, but Keefe wasn’t the only one to give him a letter,” he paused, looking at Fitz for a split second, then looking away. “A while before Keefe gave him a letter, he visited New York. You guys know where New York is, right? Nevermind, it doesn’t really matter. Anyways, I was able to find some footage of him at the hotel he was staying at, and another person we know was part of the Neverseen also delivered a letter to him.”

Dex fully stopped as he said this, nervously looking at Fitz again, as an image came up on the screen.

It was of the human and Alvar.

“Oh,” he said, looking to his left as he felt a hand on his shoulder. It was Keefe. Fitz nodded his thanks and turned back to Dex, “did you find out anything else?”

Dex nodded, “apparently, he was there to visit some distant family. Business owners Mark Dare, Sasha Dare, and their daughter, Rachel Dare. They’re cousins. Distantly. After Ethan Wright and his daughter died, they had their bodies moved to a private family cemetery. And about a week after Alvar disappeared, he showed up in Central Park in New York.” Another picture appeared on screen, it was blurry, obviously supposed to be focused on someone else, but there he was, sitting on a bench, and talking to a girl with red hair. “The girl with red hair is Rachel Dare.”

The room was silent. Everyone was staring at Fitz. He didn’t like it.

“Are you okay, Fitz?” Keefe asked, his hand still of Fitz’ shoulder.

“Is…” Fitz started, “do you have any more information? On Alvar, I mean. Or why he was talking to that girl?”

Dex shook his head, “no, I’m sorry.”

And he did look sorry. They all did, everyone in the room. Fitz decided to ignore it, shaking off Keefe’s hand and turning to Mr. Forkle.

“We need to find out what he was doing there. It could be important,” he said.

Mr. Forkle nodded, “Which is why the four of you are here. You will all be going to New York to find Alvar or locate Ms. Rachel Dare.” He gave Fitz a look, “that is, if you are all up for it?”

The four boys all nodded, and after getting a game plan going, they agreed to meet at Dex’s house in a few hours. Fitz was about to leave, but Keefe stopped him.

“Hey,” he said, “are you okay? I mean, I know you’re not, but do you want to talk about it?”

Fitz thought about it for a second.

“Yeah,” he ended up saying, surprising himself, “I would. Not at my house, though. I don’t think I can look at Biana without telling her, and I’m not sure if I should right now.”

Keefe nodded, “got it. We can go to Elwin’s, if you’re okay with that. I think I have some human clothes hidden away somewhere, anyways.”

“Thanks,” Fitz said, right before Keefe took out his Pathfinder and leaped them to Elwin’s.

They both walked to Keefe’s room, Ro giving them a thumbs up as she talked to Grizel about the best fungus to prank someone with.

“So,” Fitz said, as he looked around the room, “have you been settling in well? Is, uh, is Elwin…”

“What?” Keefe asked as he started digging through some drawers, “is he still nicer that my father? Yeah, he is. He’s great, actually.” Keefe looked up and grinned at him, but there was still a bit of concern in his eyes. “That’s not why we’re here though, is it?”

Fitz was silent as he sat down in a fluffy chair, admiring a painting sitting on an easel next to a window. “Did you paint this?” Fitz knew the answer, he just wasn’t ready to talk quite yet.

Keefe stopped digging through the drawer, throwing some clothes onto his bed and going to sit in the chair across from Fitz. “Yep. It’s of a place I found when I was in the Forbidden Cities. I found a few cool places. Kind of thought everything would be ugly and terrible while I was there, but it turns out, not everywhere looks as bad as it smells.”

Fitz smiled a bit at that, appreciating the attempt at making him feel better. The two sat there for a while, as Keefe talked about stuff that happened and things he’d seen in the Forbidden Cities. He talked about feeding ducks at a park, seeing graffiti in alleyways, helping out a few people, that one time someone tried to mug him, (Fitz got worried at that part, but Keefe said he kicked their asses,) and a few other things. The entire time Keefe was talking, Fitz was thinking about Alvar.

“Why do you think he was there?” Fitz asked, interrupting Keefe as he was talking about some donut shop in Paris. “Alvar, I mean. Why was he there? Why was he talking to that girl? Do you think he was trying to find out information on Ethan? But he’s part of the Neverseen, so why would he need to know?”

Keefe was silent for a moment, eventually responding, “I don’t know. I wish I could tell you, but I don’t know. We’ll figure it out, and we’ll find him. And when we do, we’ll kick his ass and ask questions after.”

“I hope we find him in a grave,” Fitz said, looking out the window. He didn’t need to look at Keefe to know what face he was making.

“What?” Keefe asked. “I mean. Okay, I know you’re mad at him, or furious, or whatever stronger word there is for it, but, dead? That’s… you’re serious, aren’t you?”

Fitz nodded, “yes. And I know that that’s bad. I know it’s a bad thing to hope we don’t find him or find him dead. But he was my hero, Keefe. He was my brother, and I looked up to him! I loved him! And he hurt Sophie and Dex, and so many other people. He pretended to help us only to stab us in the back and he showed no remorse for it. I spent so many nights after thinking ‘maybe it wasn’t him, maybe it was someone else, pretending to be him. Maybe they took him, and we have to get him back because this can’t be my brother’. But I was wrong, and it is my brother, and he hurt me, and my friends, and I… I still love him. And I hate that I do.”

Keefe was quiet, uncharacteristically so, and Fitz took that as a sign to keep talking.

“Y’know, one time when I was a lot younger, me and dad got in a big fight. I don’t remember what it was about, but I ended up hiding in some random closet and crying for like, two hours straight. Alvar was the one who found me, and he snuck me back to his room. He wrapped me in this huge fluffy blanket he had that he never let anyone else borrow and gave me some mallowmelt and told me stories from school. We sat there until like, four in the morning laughing our asses off as he told me some random stories, some I swear he made up. In the end, we talked about the fight, and I was still pissed at dad, and he told me it was okay if I was still mad. That everyone gets mad sometimes, even him. and you don’t have to ignore it. He was the first person to tell me that. I think I ended up apologizing to dad in the morning. But I still think about that memory sometimes, and I wonder if Alvar was in the Neverseen at that point. I wonder if he cared for me, at that point, or if the Neverseen had already made him… different. Sometimes, I try and figure out when he got recruited. When my brother died, and whoever the hell took his place appeared. So, yeah. I hope we find him six feet down and rotting, because that bastard killed my brother. And if he’s not dead when we find him? I’ll kill him myself.”

They didn’t talk much after he said that. He could tell Keefe was a bit put off by what he had said, and he kind of regretted saying so much, but he meant it. The next few hours passed by quick enough, and then they were standing in human clothes with Ro and Grizel standing with them in front of Dex’s house. The door opened and there stood Dex, also in human clothes, looking a bit disheveled as there was a slight crash behind him.

“Hey guys!” He said, letting them in, “ignore the crash, the triplets decided to play tag with Tam. He’s been running for his life for about twenty minutes now. As long as you stay out of their way, it’s pretty entertaining!”

“For you!” Fitz heard Tam yell from farther down the hall.

Dex grinned at them, “I have so many videos of Tam running into walls now.” “Awesome!” Keefe said, giving Dex a high five, “can I have those?”

There was a bang and the three of them heard a “ha!” right before Tam came speeding around the corner, “can we please go before the three terrors catch up to me? No offense, Dex, but they are terrors.”

“No problem, I’ve been calling them terrors since they were born,” Dex said, “I’ve got the Pathfinder, so if everyone is ready, we can head out.”

“Hold on,” Ro said before they could do anything, “before you leave, you three,” she pointed to Dex, Tam, and him before continuing, “have to promise not to let Runs-Away-From-His-Problems out of your sight.” She glared at Keefe as she said that last part, Keefe giving her an offended look in return.

“Don’t worry,” Dex promised, “if he tries to run off, me and Fitz will hold him down while Tam messes up his hair.”

“What? How dare you!” Keefe yelled at the same time as Tam said, “I’m down for that.”

Fitz nodded, “we promise.”

Ro let them go after that, (well, after Lovise and Grizel gave them a very long speech about sticking together) and they could hear their bodyguards getting tackled by the triplets right before they leaped away.

As soon as he landed, Fitz noticed the smell, and the very loud noises. He then registered that he was in what looked like an abandoned building, the hole in the roof letting light in. Looking around, he spotted a lot of graffiti, and what looked like a few things people used to sleep on.

“Alright, so, where are we going?” Fitz asked, turning to Dex.

“Central Park,” He answered, “that’s where, uh, Alvar, was spotted with Dare, so. That’s where we’re going first.”

“Right.” Tam said, “and how, exactly, do we get there?”

“I’m so glad you asked, Tam.” Dex said, “we walk! Using our legs. Like humans.”

Tam glared at him, “I know that, but which way do we go?”

After Dex and Tam stopped bickering, the four of them continued on their way. As they walked, Tam and Keefe bickered. The joys of friendship.

If they didn’t die on this mission, Fitz was going to throw them both off of a cliff. Lovingly. Knowing they will not die. Unless he knocks them out first. Which is a possibility.

As they walked, Dex pointed out random stuff, like cars, buses, lights, and other stuff while explaining how they worked. Fitz didn’t really understand it, but it drowned out Tam and Keefe’s bickering, so he was grateful. Besides, it had been a while since he’d heard Dex talk so much, especially so… excitedly. He hadn’t realized how much he had missed talking to him.

Eventually, they reached the park, and somehow, Tam and Keefe were still arguing.

Fitz turned to them, “I don’t suppose you could pause this argument and help us look for Dare?”

The two looked at each other, then nodded.

“Consider the argument paused,” Tam said, “now, where should we start looking?”

“Well, Dare was spotted by the lake,” Dex started, “so, probably start there? And just, walk around it?”

“That’s as good of a place to start as any,” Fitz said, “uh, which way is the lake?”

As soon as Fitz said that, he saw a sign pointing him in the direction of the lake, and unfortunately, everyone else saw it too.

“I think,” Keefe said, smiling, “that we go that way.”

“Shut up, Keefe.”

“Oh, absolutely not, Fitzy boy!”

#kotlc #dex dizznee #tam song #fitz vacker #keefe sencen #kotlc/pjo crossover fic #TTWTL #The Truth is Worse Than the Lie #might change the name of the fic at some point ngl #im watching MHA whilst posting this #there is one line that i will never be able to top #i think you guys can figure out which one it is #ye

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gojous-exbabymama · 3 years

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random headcanon about some of the jjk boy’s during sexy time

warning: smut, 18+, mdni, aged up characters, daddy kink, size kink, anal sex, crying, oral(f/m), unprotected sex, fluff, slight angst if you squint, loss of virginity, and injury to reader but nothing serious

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gojou saturo

“that time you sneezed” + “caught a cramp so bad he almost passed out”

- sex with gojou is always fun

- hate to admit it but it’s true

- it’s unpredictable yet super exciting

- don’t tell him that tho or else he’ll never shut up

- your back was arched against the sturdy kitchen table with your legs bent and pushed to your chest

- gojou was thrusting into you just right, hitting that spot deep inside you that had you screaming

- “yes, yes. right there d-dont stop!”

- “right there princess? am i hitting your special spot?”

- “you don’t have to answer that, i know i am~”

- “go on, scream louder for daddy, let em’ know just how good im making you feel”

- if you weren’t too focus on cumming you would of told him to shut the fuck up but he was making you feel good

- and you learned a long time ago that he doesn’t need to hear it from your lips to know, your body spoke for you

- the knot in your belly was growing tighter

- you were so close, your cries letting him know

- gojou glances down at you, watching your tits bounce with each thrust as your face twisted in pleasure

- “aww y/n-chan, i wish you could see the faces you’re making”

- gojou grips a hand to your face, squishing your cheeks together hard

- “soo cute princess~” he coos mockingly, watching as your face scrunched up, eyes going watery and nose twitching

- you felt it right then, the small tickling sensation in your nose that had you breathing picking up

- mustering up all your strength, you pulled your face out of his palm and turned away

- before he could say anything cheeky, you were letting out sneeze, after sneeze, after sneeze, after sneeze-

- if gojou wasn’t so balls deep inside you he would of thought it was cute

- but no, your body tensed and jerked with each sneeze that it had you clenching so tight around his cock he couldn’t even move

- the loud whine and groan pulls you out of your sneezing frenzy as you watch gojou’s body shaking, all movement coming to a halt was he tilts his head back

- that’s when you felt it, rope after rope of his hot cum painting your walls

- followed by a loud, painful yelp coming from him as he pulls out swiftly, gripping the back of his thigh

- you sat up quickly but was forced back down from his body weight alone as you feel him go slack against you

- “saturo?” you tapped him but didn’t get a response for a few moments until he shot his head up

- “oh my god, i just came so hard i got a cramp and almost passed out!”

- you couldn’t stop yourself from laughing at that as he pouts a little, hands rubbing up and down your sides

- “it wasn’t my fault you were squeezing my dick so tight I couldn’t stop myself”

- “am I hearing the great gojou saturo has no self control?”

- you were only teasing but he took that as a challenge as he gripped your legs, pulling them up and onto his shoulders, his dripping tip rubbing against your folds

- “gojou wait, i need to-need to clean my nose!!”

- he waste no time and pushes his length back inside you, ready to punish you for thinking he was weak

- “leave it, you look cute with a runny nose anyways princess~”

- your face was covered in tears, snot, and his cum by the time he was down with you

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megumi fushiguro

“cumming way to fast” + “that time he accidentally got it in your eye”

- being a sorcerer was stressful asf

- he was exhausted literally all the time and getting injured left him bed bond for most days

- megumi barely had time to even relax

- but that’s what you were there for

- your weren’t one to brag or anything but you thought you were good at sex

- and megumi always made sure to tell you just how good you felt

- weather it’s your pussy squeezing him or the tight feeling of your throat wrapped around his throbbing length

- so to say that you felt a wee bit cocky the first time he came just seconds after bottoming out of you would be an understatement

- but you made sure to comfort him when you notice the pout and frustrated look on his face

- “that’ll never happen again” he mumbled out before cleaning you up

- but it does happen again

- about three more times actually

- and every time he grew more and more pissed at himself

- he was stressed! you knew that so you didn’t knock him if you didn’t finish

- you would tell him that it was ok

- “these kind of things happen gumi’”

- “you’re working yourself too hard baby :/“

- “let me help you relax, pls”

- expect he was never relaxed after cumming so quick inside you

- honestly, you were surprised that he could still get it up from all the stress he carries around

- finally done with finishing first every time, megumi made it his mission to get you right

- which is why he was kneeling between your legs, skirt lifted up with your panties stretched and pulled to the side as he feast on your cunt

- and you were a mess because it has been awhile since you got off and only megumi could make you see stars

- he had you spread wide for him, licking and sucking on your swollen clit that had you moaning just for him

- “ahh megumi please~” you don’t even know what your begging for but he does

- thick fingers thrusting in and out you had you gripping the sheets while your thighs tremble

- tale tale sign that you’re about to cum so he takes his fingers from out of you

- before you could whine at the loss, he’s soon thrusting his tongue inside your weeping pussy, ready to catch everything you give him

- “gumi i-im gonna cum for you!”

- “do it, cum for me kitten, cum right on my tongue”

- your body shook as you cum around the stiff muscle of his tongue, thigh squeezing around his head as you grip and pull on his hair hard

- he lets you come down, pressing kisses along your thighs before he stands up, stripping himself out of his clothes

- switching spots, you kiss along his stomach before reaching for his throbbing cock

- giving small licks against the tip to catch his precum dripping as he groans

- your mouth waters and you don’t wait a second longer before you took him in your mouth

- bobbing your head up and down, moaning when you feel him thrusting slowly in your mouth to match your rhythm

- you were just getting started when your eyes meet his right as you take him to the back of his throat

- big mistake

- the hand that has a grip your hair grows tight as he cums down your throat with a loud groan

- it caught you off guard and you didn’t have much time to prepare for his large load

- you pull off his length with a cough, he’s cum dripping from your lips as his load finishes on your face

- megumi hearing you gasping loudly brings him back to earth when he sees your head slight bent with one of your eyes squeezed shut

- “y/n?” calls as you hiss, shooting him a small glare is when he sees why

- “your cum got in my eye megumi.”

- “i-im sorry ba-“

- “dont just stare get me a towel!!”

- after cleaning you up and feeding you, megumi laid on top of you as you cuddle him closer

- he apologized more than enough you’re gonna have to give him kisses to settle him down

- “it’s ok honey, i still thought it was hot.”

- megumi could only groan, pouting as he watch you grin

- “you could say that i didn’t see it coming, huh huh?”

- megumi groaned once more as he buries his face into your neck

- yeah he definitely wasn’t going to let that happen again

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“that time it was your first time” + “was that a mouth on the side of his cheek?”

- bby boi

- you can’t really say what sex is truly like with yuuji

- since you’ve never had it with him because you were a virgin

- and he was fine with that, he’ll wait for as long as you liked

- the first time it almost happened was back in him dorm during his 3rd year

- you both talked about it and agreed to have your first time be together so a week later, yuuji had the perfect night planned for you

- he really pulled out all the stops

- we’re talking warm scented candles, rose petals, soft music playing in the background and your favorite take out

- it was actually really romantic ngl

- after dessert you found yourself laying back on his bed, making out with such passion it left you feeling buzzed

- everything was slow, both your movements gentle when taking off each other clothes

- giggling and kissing the nerves away

- yuuji reached for you bra, getting it undone with easy

- his eyes in your body from your breast down to your thighs rubbing together, pretty pink panties covering center

- “you’re so beautiful baby” he whispers

- it was moment were you took each other in before you reached for his hand, bringing it up to where you wanted him to touch you first

- your eyes closing shut once you feel his warm hand squeezing and caressing your breast, gasping softly when you feel his thumb brushing over your nipple

- his lips leaving yours before kissing down to your neck had you feel needy

- the room filling with sounds of your pleasing sighs and his heavy breathing

- all of it cut short by the sound of a low rugged voice

- “what are you waiting for? just fuck her already”

- your eyes shot open and you couldn’t stop the loud scream from your lips

- because why the fuck was there a mouth on his cheek and an eye under his eye??!?

- once you pulled the sheets over your naked body did yuuji realize what had happened

- he slaps a hand over his cheek so hard he knocked himself out of bed

- ok so maybe he didn’t tell you everything about why he was at the academy and in hindsight, he probably should of told you everything before he had you naked

- after calming you down and getting a ice pack does he tell you about how he ate an ancient cursed finger and now there is a very powerful curse living inside of him

- it was definitely hard for you to wrap your head around this information because you weren’t a sorcerer, you didnt see demons or cursed things or even knew about those kind of things

- so yeah, you were a bit freaked out, a little upset and needed sometime to think so you left

- yuuji understood and gave you as much time as you needed but he was literally dying on the inside without his baby

- he was mopey, quiet, and just overall sad to be around because he missed you so much

- finally after a few days you reached out and invited him over to your place

- tear was shed and yuuji apologizing profusely

- “im sorry y/n i love you so much, i dont want to lose you”

- “you’re not going to lose me yuuji, i love you to much for that to happen just promise me no more secret mkay?”

- he agreed with a kiss that quickly turned heated and you were back in your room

- “he’s not going to..ya know?”

- yuuji quickly shutting it down because “nope, him and i have a deal, he won’t be coming out when it’s just us, i promise”

- that’s enough to put you at ease and soon enough, clothes were thrown off and you two were finally connected

- yuuji thrust were gentle, making it easier for you to get used to his size

- his fingers rubbing circles on your clit left your body shaking and your pussy clenching around him

- and when you both cum at the same time, you’re gripping and holding each other tight

- yeah he may have shedded a tear or two when he came it was just that good

- aftercare king where he cleans you up and cuddles, whispering ‘i love you’s and soft kisses

- “promise me you won’t die yuuji”

- there’s a pause before you feel his lips kiss your forehead

- “im not going anywhere baby, i love you”

- he promised no more secrets but right now he can’t tell you what will happen the day he finds that last finger

- but for now, he’s content with just holding you until then

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aoi todo

“that time you slapped him” + “he literally blew your back out”

- the time you’ve seen todo first time was shirtless

- you were terrified and turned on because what the fuck?

- no seriously, what the fu ck¿!

- dude is massive

- like was it even legal to be that massive?

- and when he dropped his pants for you the first time, you straight up walked out the room because there ain’t no way in hell

- “that thing is not going anywhere near my pussy”

- “please babygirl, just the tip?”

- it took a very, very long time before you even allowed that

- not even when your mouth watered or your pussy went purr

- his cock was just too big

- but after awhile you kinda got used to him once you realize all your insides were still in tact

- you’ve had some sex mishap, that was much was a given since this is todo we’re speak off

- you slapped the shit out of him one time when you heard him moan some idols name while he had his dick down your throat

- you didn’t let him touch you for almost a month

- he learned his lesson quick tho

- or that time he was fucking you standing up

- legs hanging over his broad shoulders while his hands held a tight grip on your ass bouncing you up and down on his thick cock

- you were three rounds in, body hot and covered in sweat

- the room filled with sounds of your moans, his deep grunts and the sickly wet squishing sound of your pussy

- todo was abusing your whole, having just made you squirt all over his cock had sent him into a frenzy, his pace picking up at a new speed

- until he took a step forward, his foot slipping out from under him, sending him falling back but he was quick enough to reach out to grip the dresser behind him

- but not quick enough to stop the stacks of manga from falling on top of you both

- one word to describe sex with this beefy man: passion

- everything he did in bed was always him trying to show just how much of a man he is and that only he could satisfy you

- whenever he was done with you, your limps were sore and achy

- it felt like you ran a marathon then swam six miles and back

- meanwhile he barely broke a sweat

- todo always made sure you were left spent and satisfied

- no matter when or where

- and he saw you bending over, getting a small peak of the underside of your perfect ass, he had to have you

- so that’s how you found yourself in a small closet, it could fit two people comfortably

- but todo made up at least three on his own so there was barely any room but that doesn’t stop him from fucking your ass

- you held your upper half up by gripping onto the shelve in front of you as his large hands grip and squeeze your plush ass

- “thats it babygirl, doing so good”

- it felt so good taking him like this, his heavy balls slapping against your soaked cunt while he pounds his throbbing length in and out your ass

- hands slapping each cheek before leaving you spread open to watch him fuck you

- “f-fuck so tight!” he thrust harder, pushing your body forward “you love when i fuck you with this big cock don’t you?”

- you move a hand back to try and slow his movement but he only grabs it and keeps his held to your back

- “too much d-daddy..s’ too big!”

- but he keeps going, grinning wildly when he heard that

- todo stretched you out good for him and it was still to much cock for you

- your cries and moans bounce off the walls, your grip on the shelf growing loose the faster he went

- he sends another hard spank against your ass before his fingers found your needy clit

- pinching and rubbing quick circles around the bud had you gushing

- “oh fuck yeah, you filthy girl cumming from getting your ass fucked? so dirty”

- your body shakes as you tongue rolls out your mouth, panting and whining like a bitch in heat

- “fucking needy, perfect girl just for me” he growls, his hips picking up speed as he chases his high

- “t-to..slow..down”

- you could barely get any words out, your brain slowly turning to mush as you become nothing but a toy for him to cum inside

- he was going feral, loving that he can turn you so dumb from just his cock alone

- the sound of wood cracking catches your attention before the shelf you’re gripping breaks, sending the front of your body forward down

- the scream you let out make todo halt all his movements, his big hands and large arms holds your middle to keep you up right as you start to sob

- “w-what’s wrong?”

- “can’t move…it hurts!!”

- white hot pain shoot through your back as you body goes stiff

- five hours later you’re being wheeled out the hospital with strict orders to not leave the bed

- you made todo swear not to tell anyone about this and swore on takada’s life that he wouldn’t tell

- but when yuuji comes to visit and ask what happened, here comes this big guy

- “it was my dick, my dick put her in a wheelchair brother!!”

- please slap him again sis

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chimielie · 3 years

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kissaphobic

summary: Matsukawa Issei x Reader, Akaashi Keiji x Reader, Miya Atsumu x Reader. Headcanons about what happens when you refuse to kiss your boyfriend. Mattsun’s is mostly humor/fluff with very light hurt/comfort, Akaashi’s is hurt/comfort angst to fluff, and Atsumu’s is pure humorous (? idk I’m not funny) fluff lol.

word count: total is 3.8k, Mattsun’s is 1.4k, Akaashi’s is 1.5k, and Atsumu’s is 848 words.

a/n: This is a different format and just a different vibe than usual but uhhhhhhh I hope y’all don’t mind hehe. Ngl I was gonna do some way more angsty stuff but it made me too sad so this is me trying to ease into that. Also, I was half asleep the entire time I was writing this so blame any mistakes on that. Warnings for light mention of wanting to get married if that’s not your thing, some crying in Akaashi’s, and Atsumu’s being lowkey horny lol, I didn’t want my best boy’s intro to the blog to be angsty and I just wanted to write something very lighthearted.

Matsukawa Issei

you guys play pranks on each other all the time

it’s so bad

oikawa declares at least once a week that if he was dating someone, he wouldn’t treat them like mattsun treats you

he doesn’t have a significant other tho so maybe he should take a page out of your man’s book tbh 🙄

anyway, the inspiration for your latest fuckery comes to you in a dream, or in a tiktok

so you’re pretty much bouncing with energy when you open the door the next day

but you try to keep cool because you don’t want to ruin it

your poor unsuspecting boyfriend walks in

you’ve strategically placed yourself an awkward enough distance away that he can’t pull you in immediately

you smart cookie you

and issei has never been one to run when he could walk

normally he likes to take you on more active or at the very least expensive dates

but every couple needs downtime

so you’re doing movie night!

he likes horror movie

and if you don’t like horror movies, at least you like cuddling into him and hiding your face in his chest

so you set things up, making small talk as you do

and take your place on his lap

and start the movie

and ofc at some point he tries it

leans in and brushes his nose against yours (issei has a thing for nose kisses don’t @ me)

which is what he always does before he kisses you once chastely and then before he initiates a proper makeout session

a man of routine he is, even if he doesn’t realize it

and you lean in too

and bonk your forehead really hard against his

“ow!” you shriek. “is your head made of stone?”

“i’ve always been told i have a thick skull,” he smirks. annoying man. stupid man. sexy man

you press your fingers to the place you hit him

yikes. it might bruise

“i’m gonna get a cold compress,” you tell him, standing up, and he stands too

“i’ll help, baby”

so you find yourself sitting on the counter next to the sink

issei standing between your legs, pressing the compress to your forehead gently

it slips a little and you gasp

“sorry,” he murmurs, “let me kiss it better?”

not today!

“wait, wait,” you squirm, “i need to go to the bathroom”

and you wait for him to react, to call you out

and he doesn’t.

“yeah, sure,” he says, and steps out of the way

so you hurry off, clutching the cold compress

you’re kind of nonplussed, because maybe 40% of the time when you do stuff like this he catches on really fast

and you’re not sure whether to be pleased

because on the one hand it would be super weird if he got really upset over being curved a couple times

but on the other, the whole point was to elicit a reaction

so mostly everyone’s confused all around

but then you look back as you exit the room

and you see him, kinda just. staring off into space

and his thick brows are drawn

and he looks confused and a little pouty

that’s how you know that he’s somewhat caught on to what you’re doing

but he’s got Terminal Cool Guy Disease so he just brushed it off in front of you

you wonder how long it’ll take for him to crack

amazingly though he lasts through the rest of the day

and by the end you have to really try hard to hold in your laughter

because he just. keeps. trying. and you just. keep. dodging.

it’s really made you realize how smooth your boyfriend is though

like he manages to create windows of opportunity over and over

you’re stirring tea?

“you need some sugar?” he produces a couple of cubes and drops them into the mug, sidling up next to you and tilting your chin up to lean in—

“‘sei, i already added sugar! now it’s gonna be too sweet” </3

you drop your phone?

you lean down to get it and when you come back up he’s there, hands on your waist, ready to start dropping kisses on your neck

you scream, pretending to be startled so you can jerk out of range

“sorry,” you apologize. “all those jump scares are getting to me.” uhuh. sure they are </3

you’re falling asleep on his chest as the third movie starts playing?

“night, y/n,” and he goes to place a soft kiss on your lips

you jerk up, narrowly missing hitting his chin with the top of your head </3

“i’m awake! i’m awake” you were not awake. but you are insanely dedicated and starting to develop issei-kiss-spidey-senses

by the time he leaves, it’s a full-blown unspoken challenge between the two of you

and it lasts for a full week

even with the two of you hanging out every day

neither of you have broken yet

you come up with increasingly ridiculous excuses

and he keeps pretending it doesn’t bother him at all

secretly, both of you are going bonkers

You’ve never really been one of the obnoxious couples at school who make out all the time. Actually, you don’t think anyone even within Issei’s friend group has seen you kiss him. You know your friends have, at least once or twice, but excluding the time the others walked in on you two tangling tongues at a house party, you try to keep that kind of PDA to yourselves. However, it’s fairly regular for you to engage in slightly less disgusting intimacy, and it’s more uncommon to see you off Issei’s lap or without his arm around you than it is for you to not be touching in some way.

So here you are, at lunch, picking at your food while Iwaizumi and Oikawa fight over telling a story, interrupting each other often enough that you’ve completely lost the thread.

You turn to Issei.

“What are they talking about again?”

“Don’t care,” he shrugs. “Can I kiss you?” Your eyes goes round. He’s been getting gradually more direct over the past few days, rivalling his caution when you first started dating, but he’s never asked for kisses in public before. You glance around at his friends.

“No,” you decide, twisting back around. “What were you saying, ‘Kawa?”

“Were you not paying attention?” The boy you addressed pouts.

“No, they were busy rejecting Mattsun,” laughs Makki. The other boys share in jeering at Issei, and although you’re well aware that it’s all only gentle ribbing meant in good fun, when you look at your boyfriend next something dark shadows his face.

“Issei, wait!” You cry as he hoists you up, pulling you to your feet.

“Can we talk?” You feel suddenly very nervous.

“Yes, of course.”

He leads you to an empty hallway, crowding you against the wall, although it doesn’t seem intentional when he asks, quiet:

“Did I do something wrong?”

“What? No,” you say, feeling suddenly guilty.

“‘Cause I thought it was just a joke at first, but it’s been a week, and,” he scratches the back of his neck. “I don’t know, I just felt like there was probably something wrong at that point. If you don’t want to do that, you can just tell me. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. But if you want to be in a relationship, we gotta communicate. I don’t know,” he says again, and you feel awful.

“I’m sorry, baby, it was a joke. I just wanted to see how long you would last because you never seemed really bothered by it. I didn’t mean to make you feel like there was something wrong in our relationship.”

“Okay,” Issei says, looking relieved. “Cool.”

You smile fondly at him, a great rush of love for this boy flooding you.

“I’m done with the prank now, by the way,” you whisper, grasping the collar of his shirt and pulling him in very slightly. “Y’know, if you’re interested in doing anything with that knowledge.” He smiles at you, and starts to lean in further.

“Oh, Mattsun’s getting it!” Whoops Oikawa, followed by further jeers from the rest of Issei’s friends. Issei closes his eyes, wincing, and starts to recede. You tug on his again.

“This okay?” Meaning in front of them.

“It’s been a week. Of course it is.”

The sound of catcalling is drowned out by the sound of your heartbeat pounding in your ears as you kiss him, soft, slow, sweet.

“Yeah,” you mumble against his lips when you separate for air. “Never going that long without this again.”

Akaashi Keiji

he is. sad

you two had a big fight earlier this week

he had been assigned to a group project with someone you knew had a crush on him

and no qualms about flirting even though they knew he was taken to boot

and when you had asked one too many times about how his work sessions with them outside of class had gone

he got seriously annoyed

called you clingy and overly possessive

and he had apologized immediately afterwards, feeling truly terrible

your concerns were understandable, after all

but you’d fought again when he admitted a couple days later that they had made a real move on him, trying to kiss him while they were working

you had been upset

but he felt it had too much of an i told you so vibe to it

seriously, what, keiji?

and he hated to be wrong in his assessment of someone

so it had spiraled

and turned into a much bigger fight than it had to be

honestly, neither of you had been sure what you were even arguing about by the end

and you had both apologized for saying things you didn’t mean the next day and made up

but you were honestly still feeling upset and kind of insecure

after all, in a way, keiji had gone to bat for this random person twice against you, the person he claimed was the love of his life

so you just felt a little more distant than usual

a little less affectionate

and you didn’t realize that he had noticed

but he’s akaashi keiji

of course he noticed

he notices everything about you

and sometimes he’s a little blinded by his determination to prove that his viewpoint is the correct one, or by his embarrassment when it’s not

but he loves you so much

and he knows you inside and out

and even without his intimate knowledge of your tastes and interests and beautiful mind

what kind of boyfriend would he be if he didn’t notice that you hadn’t kissed him in well over a week, maybe two?

Honestly, he wishes he’d documented the last time he’d kissed you. He can’t remember if it was in greeting as he handed you a cup of coffee he’d bought for you at the school gates, if it was after a sushi dinner date, if it was before or after the first big fight. In hindsight, Keiji realizes that he used to kiss you a lot; ah, the good old days. Now he’s seriously afraid that he’ll never have the opportunity again.

You’ve still been talking to him fairly normally— texting him, too. You send him good morning and good night messages and you sign off with mwah, love you, Keiji. But you no longer initiate that kind of affection, nor do you let him. When he tried the first few times, what he felt was a respectful amount of time after you made up, you whispered no, not right now, honey against his lips, which transitioned to pulling away whenever he started to lean in, which became fully avoiding physical contact with him.

His eyes burn with tears thinking about it. He’s not even sure you realize you’re doing it, that you’ve been rejecting him over and over for a while now. He understands, of course, your feelings, your discomfort. He respects it, he really does. He just can’t help but feel like you’re slipping through his fingers, and it’s slow torture. The breakup is sure to happen soon, Keiji thinks, even though he tries every day to stave it off.

He wanted to marry you someday, to spend the rest of his life with you, and now he’s going to lose you because he was a bullheaded know-it-all.

On your end, you’re not thinking anything of the sort. You know how you got here— the first few days, you had just needed space. The wounds of your fights were too fresh, the knowledge that someone else might have kissed him like you would too upsetting. Eventually, it had become more reflexive to push him away, and when he had stopped trying to initiate, you felt it was too late for you to do the same. After all, his words could have been said in anger, or they could have been true. Maybe he really did think you were too clingy, maybe you had overreacted. You were afraid that any sort of closeness would lead to another fight that would shatter the kind of limbo you two had entered, and you didn’t want that at all.

So the both of you wait, wondering if this is the anticlimactic end to your relationship.

Both of you are strung out with nerves, lonely and sad, pining for the other for days before anything happens.

It’s an average Tuesday when Keiji happens by chance to walk by the same classroom you’re in, crying on your friend’s lap during lunch period. It’s been a stressful and honestly miserable couple of weeks, and it had only taken your friend asking quietly at the end of class how you and your boyfriend were for you to unleash all your pent-up emotion and start bawling. You’re not usually a crier, especially in such a public setting, but then again, you aren’t usually on the verge of ending the relationship you’d thought would last as long as you both should live.

Thankfully, your friend had had the presence of mind to lead you to an empty room, where you could freely sob and rant about everything that had been happening.

Keiji had realized that he’d left his phone in one of his own classes when you hadn’t shown at lunch and he hadn’t been able to text you, and walking by, he had picked up on the sound of a familiar voice barely audible through a crack in the door. Still, he had watched enough movies with you to know what your crying sounded like, and his heart had basically stopped in his chest. His steps halted suddenly, and just as he stopped he heard you, muffled but words discernible:

“—want to break up.” Before he knew it, he was inside the room, breath coming short and fast, cheeks flushed with color.

“I think I’ll let you guys talk this out,” your friend murmurs, “I’ll be outside when you need me, okay?” You nod, wiping at your tears with your sleeves, eyes fixed on your (soon to be ex?) boyfriend.

“Hi, Keiji,” you murmur, affecting a smile. It’s maybe the most heartbreaking thing he’s ever seen.

“Hi, honey,” he says, soft and caring, and you start crying again. “I’m sorry!” He says, panicked. “I’m so sorry.”

“I’m sorry, too,” you choke out. You lapse into silence, both of you afraid of what’s going to come out of the other’s mouth next. You both stare at each other, and he makes a bold move and takes your hand. You entwine your own fingers with his, and a little bit of the tension drains away. “For what it’s worth, it was a good run,” you say softly, and his eyes widen, his grip involuntarily tightening immediately.

“Please don’t break up with me!” He says, and as you process the words you start to come up with a new picture of the situation. “I know I haven’t been the best to you recently, and I really regret all of it, but I swear I’m trying to fix it, please, I can’t lose you just because I was so stupid, stupid-stupid-stupid—”

“Keiji,” you say, and he’s outright begging now, eyes squeezed shut and tears rolling down his cheeks. He doesn’t seem to hear you the first time, so you take a risk and peck him on the lips. “Keiji!”

Now he’s frozen, eyes locked on yours, hope swelling within their depths.

“I wasn’t gonna break up with you,” you say, grabbing his other hand and shifting to sit a little closer. “I thought you were— I thought you weren’t happy, that you were gonna break up with me.”

“I was only unhappy when you weren’t by my side, honey,” he says, pressing kisses all over your right hand.

“Cheeseball,” you say, a genuine smile pulling at your lips.

“I’m being honest,” he says, rolling his eyes and coming a little closer himself. “I thought I heard you saying you wanted to break up, when you were talking to your friend.”

“I was saying I thought you wanted to.”

“Oh,” he says, cheeks coloring. You laugh and kiss him again, and he reciprocates enthusiastically, producing a handkerchief to dab at your cheeks with when you separate.

“I’m sorry for making you cry, honey,” he says softly, and you loop your arms around his neck.

“I’m sorry for making you cry,” you say teasingly, taking the kerchief to dry his face too. “I think, if anything, this has taught me a valuable lesson in communication.”

And unlike the tense, uncomfortable resolution the fight had come to last time, there’s a strong sense of understanding between the two of you.

We’re gonna be okay, you text your friend. Keiji kisses your cheek.

“Yes, we are.”

Miya Atsumu

he is like a puppy

a big dumb puppy who will literally lick your face if you don’t give him enough attention

why did you even try this

you’re doomed.

so you were actually friends with osamu first

and even though they have the same fucking face

when you met his twin something clicked

and you were like yes. this asshole. i want him

y’all literally started dating after like a week of knowing each other

because if you know what you want, why wait?

and you want atsumu

and atsumu wants you

now you’re going on three years with him, so sometimes insane person decisions like that pay off

anyway back to osamu (man i’m sorry i just love ur twin so much more. i know this is cliche. i’m sorry mr rice ball man)

he was the one who gave you the idea

and he was like “lol atsumu wouldn’t last a day without kisses from you”

you know he’s right but if you’re dating atsumu long-term you’ve gotta be ready to fight over anything

so you respond “no i believe in my boy’s strength”

“you wouldn’t believe how often i have to hear about you. its actually disgusting”

“it’s*”

“fuck you”

and lo and behold a bet was born

you get a thousand yen a day for every day atsumu holds out without throwing a giant tantrum

but if he doesn’t last a day, you’ll owe osamu a favor, yet to be determined

you text atsumu “hey 🍆”

he responds immediately

“hi 😏”

“my parents aren’t home”

running emoji

something wrong with people in love istg

he shows up at your door five minutes later, sweaty and out of breath

idiot actually ran

i mean you live fairly close and he needs to keep his physique up so. honestly not that weird

anyway

you’re suddenly regretting the bet

you forgot that you’re actually just as whipped as he is

and did i mention that he’s SWEATY and OUT OF BREATH

hot.

still, you restrain yourself

and invite him in without jumping on him

you’re in the kitchen, getting drinks for the both of you when he tries to kiss you the first time

“thanks, darling” he says as you pass him a glass of ice water, cupping your cheek with one huge hand

and you swerve

it’s so fucking funny

your water spills

partially on him

oops

and he’s just standing there while you mop up the water

like ???? brain loading please hold

and when you finish up and straighten to face him again

he’s like

“darlin’, sugarface, babydoll, what the fuck was that?”

and you just throw up your hands

“i can’t do this!”

you haven’t refused a kiss from him in the entire three years you’ve been dating

not even when he had mono from stealing sunarin’s water

something wrong with people in love pt.2

you just really like dating him okay. he’s just a really good boyf and you think kissing him is neat. okay.

so you break and tell him about the bet

You’re standing there, deeply annoyed, while your boyfriend gloats.

“You like me,” he jeers, pressing kisses all over your face, everywhere except your lips. “You have a crush on me! That’s so embarrassin’ for ya, honestly.”

“I know,” you grumble, trying to smack him away ineffectually. “Get off’a me.”

“Mm, no,” Atsumu decides. “You don’t want that, anyway, you broke,” he checks his phone. “Twelve minutes after I got here.”

“Yeah, shut up, fuck you, I know I’m the loser who fell in love with yer big dumb ass.”

“Hey!” Ah, your boyfriend’s pride is fragile.

“Anyway, you would’ve hated it if I’d actually gone through with it.”

“Maybe,” he shrugs. You give him a look. “Okay, fine. Yes. Yer right. Yer always right.”

“Yes,” you say, gratified. “Wait, I have an idea.”

Atsumu goes home that day and makes sure to whine an appropriate amount (three hours straight) to Osamu, verifying your gloating text to his twin that you’d won at least the first day.

You two manage to keep up the lie for three whole days, making money from Osamu and getting your necessary daily dose of affection in private. On the third day, though the jig is up.

Atsumu tugs you into the locker room, twenty minutes before practice, the both of you already pulling at each other’s hair, hands roaming wildly. You push him up against the lockers, and then he flips the position.

“Mhm,” coughs Osamu, emerging from a couple rows down. “I knew ya’d break.”

The two of you spring apart guiltily, Atsumu scratching the back of his neck and avoiding eye contact with his twin, your eyes downcast and shoulders shaking as you try to suppress your laughter.

“Ya got us,” you giggle, grabbing your boyfriend’s hand. “It was today that we cracked. We lasted three whole days. Yup. For sure.” Osamu’s eyes narrow.

“You two scammers—”

“Run,” Atsumu yells, and the two of you make a break for it, the pissed-off gray Miya chasing after you, demanding his money back with interest.

#matsukawa issei x reader #mattsun x reader #matsukawa x reader #matsukawa headcanons #akaashi keiji x reader #akaashi x reader #akaashi headcanons #miya atsumu x reader #atsumu x reader #atsumu headcanons #matsukawa issei headcanons #akaashi keiji headcanons #miya atsumu headcanons #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq!! x reader #hq x reader

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ryoskuna · 3 years

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⭑ shaken, not stirred. | bartender!sukuna au.

notes: this thought of bartender!sukuna has been in my head for weeks, but it’s when my mom was giving me a lecture while i was thinking of sketching him as bartender that solidified the fact. this may become a series thing, and you’re also welcomed to ask questions about this au (please do, it is one of my new favorite things). also i have no idea what reader will be in this au-verse, but i’m thinking a law student (am i self-projecting... perhaps), but i’m open to y’all’s suggestions and can do headcanons for whatever kind of reader y’all want to see. additionally, did i screenshot that picture for the banner from episode 14 bc i thought he looked extra good?? yeah... i did.

warnings: like... mild nsfw via music suggestions, mentions of drink tampering but not from sukuna

bonus: there’s a playlist that goes with this, here.

taglist: @lethargicyashi, @night-rook, @izuniias, @skys-luce-stellare, @skys-luce-stellare

there’s something about 6′4 sukuna shaking a cocktail shaker to toxic by britney spears that just.... chef’s kiss. no i will not elaborate, just think about it.

sometimes, you think he’s taller than 6′4, but that’s just his platform doc martens.

god, the man chewing on a thin stirring/cocktail straw or just holding it in his jaw, in between his teeth and watch his lips purse around it. he’ll take it out to talk, of course.

the waist apron he wears only emphasizes his shoulder-to-hip ratio

the best seat in the house is literally anywhere you can see him??? like behind him, you can see his back muscles flex, but in the front, you can see his tattoos on his chest peeking out from the fact that he is not going to ever button the top two buttons on his shirt. also, he leaves his sleeves pushed up to his elbows on most nights

tongue piercing, check. both of his ears are pierced, but he tends to change up whether he has just one in or both.

you find out about the tongue piercing when he does his taste-testing of the drinks he mixes, via the straw drop (take a black plastic straw, dips the straw into the glass, covers the unsubmerged straw end with his index finger to create suction, lifts the straw to his lips, releases his index finger, and "tastes" the cocktail). usually he’ll put the straw in his mouth, but if he notices you’re watching, well, there goes the tongue piercing.

he wears rings, constantly. at least two, one on each hand.

he is a megan the stallion fan (and nicki minaj too, but i digress) and knows most of the words to her songs. his personal favorite is crybaby, and you being his s/o, well, he’ll sing it word for word to you while making drinks at home. he leans in and whispers the real intense/filthy parts like (”uh-uh, don’t fuck me like that fuck me like this”) yeah. he looks like he’s talking normal, but the way his voice drops more and he whispers??? goodbye world.

sometimes he likes to tease too much while he’s singing and will lean in to lick the shell of your ear or maybe nip your earlobe, who knows

and then he’ll pass your drink like nothing ever happened

also has doja cat on his playlist, but yuji is to blame for that

cherry knot tying king

casual friday for the staff at said bar/establishment, and he’s coming in jeans and a loose tank top, you know, the ones with the drops on the sleeves on the sides??

sukuna is extremely aware of what’s happening in the room at all times. some creep hitting on someone? intervene. someone trying to spike a drink?? he catches them in the act. someone spiked a drink???? he just looks at the recipient, tells them to switch with him, and before they can say anything, they have a new, safe drink while he has the tampered one.

does he grab offenders whether they’re being following creeps, coming on too strong, or trying to tamper with drinks by the scruff of their necks and carry them out personally? yes, yes he does. if you’re there, he’ll wink at you before he gives him a kick on the ass for good measure as he pushes them out the door.

he makes custom drinks for people, like he’ll ask what’s your preference in taste like sweet, strong or whatever, plus two other questions that seem unrelated but he’s managed to make the perfect drink for you

again, he’s highly aware of his surroundings, so if you’re looking at his back, he knows, and will look over his shoulder to smirk at you, looking you right in the eyes. (SHEESH)

thinking of him coming in on one of his days off with a ballcap and a tight, dry fit t-shirt on, so by the time he’s working, his hair is a lil messy, and you better thank heaven for that dry fit t-shirt because MUSCLES BABE

is working on his own lil drink recipe book, which means you either get to be his taste tester, or taste it when he kisses you

this man knows he’s hot, he’s a smug shit about it, and works it to his favor. does he tie cherry knots at work because the women at the bar go crazy and give him extra tips?? yes

but if you’re there, oh sweetheart, he’s actually going to give you the cherry before putting the knot in his mouth to tie, BYE

also.... hehe, had to mention this but uh... you could bounce a quarter off that ass of his

he comes home from a late/graveyard shift, and just crawls into bed, smelling like syrup and cologne, just... run your fingers through his hair and he’ll be out in a few minutes

occasionally, he will sleep on the couch as not to disturb you, but the man really is too big to be sleeping on a couch.

if his shift starts at 6, he comes in at 5, hair a little damp from the shower he just took, and in a clean dry fit shirt and tight slacks or dark colored jeans. he’ll either work in the dry fit shirt, or he has a button up he can change into in the back

also??? really decent and will help you get stains out of your clothes if it’s something he can swing to clean in the sink like a shirt

otherwise, he’ll write what you need on a napkin and pass it to you

fucking hates white claws with a passion, ngl

during particularly slow moments at work, you might be able to catch him plucking a few cords on the guitar that sits on stage or poking around with the piano (look, i think he’s very capable of playing instruments and his fingers are good for it)

painted nails!! they’re usually a dark purple or black, occasionally a dark red. sometimes they’re clear, but he’s gotten the idea from when he supposedly was in his emo phase (and learned to keep something on them from breaking from his younger brother’s friend nobara)

likes to dance with you to the songs on his playlist in his minimalistic kitchen in between cooking or making drinks

at least once a month, you can catch him in a necklace

during the winter months, tight turtlenecks or ribbed long sleeved shirts are his best friends

he also drives a very nice and sleek black car (i’d imagine it’s like a black audi TT or an audi R8) that sits in the back of the parking lot and has a habit of turning his keys on his index finger as he walks towards the building/into work.

bartending might have started as a part time job when he was in college, but it’s something he’s just kept up over the years

man fills up a lot of space and knows it, even when he’s leaning on his back countertop during breaks or on the bar to take orders with his arms folded over his chest

ANYWAYS. be nice to your local bartender because he can bite. take that as you will.

#this was so utterly self indulgent #enjoy the meal #sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna x reader #sukuna x you #sukuna x y/n #bartender!sukuna au.#sukuna.#jujutsu kaisen imagines #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jujutsu kaisen x y/n #Jujutsu Kaisen #jjk #jjk hcs #jujutsu kaisen x reader #my writing.#rsff

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tanzaniiite · 4 years

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can i request the trend of tiktok “the faster you get to me the more kisses you get!” with tsukishima, akaashi, bokuto and hinata? 🥺👉👈

“THE FASTER YOU GET TO ME, THE MORE KISSES YOU GET” TREND

w/ tsukishima, akaashi, bokuto, hinata & iwaizumi

requests: OPEN

warnings: talk of pee and poop in iwaizumi’s

a/n: of course you can! thanks for the request! 💓 (also the trend is used more as a prompt than it is as the main focus whoops 🤡)

i added iwaizumi bc he was requested in another ask so i just merged the two. my character limit is still four max!

who gave him the right 🥵

the salt lick himself

this dude is annoyingggg

you already knew what his reaction was gonna be,, so why bother?

welll you just wanted to be like all the other tiktok girls 👉🏽👈🏽

you wait until you see tsukki and yama walking out of the club room and towards you

you’re bracing yourself for the embarrassment

“babe! the faster you get to me, the more kisses you get!”

no shit, he stops in his tracks. yama’s just looking at him like ‘what you finna do?’

you know what he does? turns around and starts walking in THE OTHER DIRECTION

you are… baffled

when finally catch up to him, you’re pouting

“dude, what the hell?”

he glances at you, then flicks your forehead dummy hard

you’re triggered, “did you just flick me?”

this snarky mf is now laughing at you

btw yamaguchi is very uncomfortable rn

tsukishima the leans down, bean pole headass, and kisses your forehead

“sorry i don’t do dumb tik tok trends”

“it’s not dumb! you just didn’t want to kiss me”

he looks at you with an unimpressed look, as if saying, ‘we both know that’s not true’

alas you’re still pouting

yama: “haha this is me, see you guys tmmr” *leaves in awkward*

tsukishima knows your not gonna stop acting like a baby until he gives you what you want

he sighs, walks a couple feet away from you, pulls out his phone and starts recording

“say the thing”

“huh?”

“the trend thing. say it”

your eyes light up so much and tsukki smiles a bit

he’s so soft for you uwu

“the faster you get to me, the more kisses you get!”

because he’s a tall boi, it only takes him a few steps to get to you but when he does, he kisses you hard

like damn, okay sir

when he pulls away you’re flustered asf, he chuckles and stops recording

“happy?”

this poor boy wouldn’t know a tiktok trend if it punched him the face

i hate to say it, but he’s a boomer 😔🤘🏽 just like dadchi

he’s at your house picking you up for a date and your sibling is bombarding him with questions

when you come out, akaashi is like ‘oh thank goodness’

you smile at him, then wack your sibling in their side

“stop bothering him you weirdo!”

“what we’re just having a nice lil chat”

you shake your head and start to walk away but your sibling is holding akaashi back, giving him the typical ‘you hurt her, i kill you’ speech

now you know your boyfriend is great when he’s under pressure but.. this is new territory for him

you remember a trend that you saw a while back and decide to do it now

you know keiji wants your family to like him, so he’ll be conflicted between going to you or staying and listening to your siblings speech

it’s perfect really

so you pull out your phone and start recording

“baby! the faster you get to me, the sooner we can go on our date and the more kisses you’ll get”

my guy just blinks, “it is getting late..”. plus he’s not opposed to the kissing part so he starts to walk towards you

“hey! i’m not done talking to you”

‘that’s true, it would be rude of me to walk away mid conversation… if you could even call it that’ he thinks

you laugh slightly, you can practically see the gears spinning in his head

“keiji come on we don’t have all day”

“don’t you walk away from me”

akaashi sighs loudly. the longer he spends talking to your sibling the less time he has with you. if he walks away, he’s at risk of your sibling hating him. he’s stumped.

suddenly he turns to your sibling, “sorry l/n, we can continue this discussion later. y/n and i have a date that’s very time sensitive. i apologize”

he then walks to you and grabs your hand before walking off

“y’know my crackhead sibling was just mess with you right? you could’ve just walked away”

“i figured, but that’s still rude”

ugh we stan boy who has manners

“so.. um, may i get a kiss now?”

omg he’s so cute i love him 🥺

you grin and pepper his face with a bunch of kisses, making him blush slightly

tbh you don’t even need to ask, this dude is infatuated w/ you

he’ll run to you any day of the week

but what had happened was.. y’all were on a date and bokuto went to go get ice cream

but that was like 15 mins ago and you’re just sitting on the park bench looking like a fool

and ngl you were a little worried bc bokuto is so easy to distract you’re thinking he fell into a pond or something

so you go to look for him and tbh it doesn’t take long cause cmon,, it’s bokuto

he be loud asf

n e ways, there he is in all his glory playing with a German Shepard who looked like it was trying so hard not to bite him

the owner looked nervous asf but was probably too nervous to say something social anixety be like that

bokuto spots you and waves at you frantically

“hey babe! look at this dog! it’s so cute!”

ugh bless him

you send the owner an apologetic look and turn back to bokuto

“it is cute but i think you’re aggravating it.. i don’t want you to get bitten. let’s go”

“it won’t bite me!” *to dog* “right? you’re too good to bite me, yes you are, yes you are”

*inhales* this stubborn kid, so now you got to think of a new tactic

you suddenly remember that bokuto is affectionate x1 mil

he would never miss a chance to be smothered in love

this was as good a time as any to do this trend and save your bf in the process :))

you whip out your phone, “hey baby? the faster you get to me, the more kisses you get”

when i tell you his head SWIVELED

the dude is an owl confirmed 🙌🏽

literally almost trips trying to get to you, now he’s looking at you like an excited puppy ready for pats

the owner gives you thankful look and leaves

bokuto is still staring at you, waiting for his smooches

so you deliver 😌 you grab his face and kiss all around and place a final kiss on his lips

bokuto looks so happy, like he’s smiling so wide rn

all hail tiktok it rly be saving your stupid boyfriend

my bby 🥺

he loves you so so so so much

hinata will do anything for you yes anything

and the feeling is mutual, but sometimes you cannot comprehend what goes on in that mind if his

like,, you could not, for the life of you, understand why he ran into MOVING TRAFFIC

let me tell you what happened

so you were shopping with your friends (and just to clarify y’all were a strip where there’s a bunch of stores on each block)

you guys were just casual walking and then your friend pointed out that it sounded like someone was calling your name

you looked around and there was your orange fuzzy bouncing up and down on the other side of the street

“BABY! BABE! Y/N! LOOK!”

too cute i swear

you smiled and waved, “hi baby!”

“wait until i get across this street imma kiss you so hard!”

cue your friends gagging

you giggle and decide to reference a tiktok cause why not?

“the faster you get to me, the more kisses you can get!”

b-but he thought you were serious

so yes he ran into the middle of a busy street

you are traumatized, paralyzed with fear if you will, you thought your boyfriend was going to die right in front of you

when he finally reached you, you scolded him mother hen mode activated

“why the hell would you do that hinata?!”

uh oh, you used his last name.. not good

“but you said–”

“i was joking!”

oh. now he’s embarrassed and sad bc you’re mad at him

at least he thought you were until you grabbed him and hugged him tightly, “don’t ever do any dumb shit like that again, okay? you scared me”

“i won’t,, but since i did risk my life, can i get a kiss?”

“NO.”

i feel like y’all have a relationship where you guys can be mean(?) to each other w/o getting offended

so you guys are at your house watching Netflix together and he suddenly gets up and leaves your room

“where are you going?”

“gotta piss”

istg i hate the word “piss” but IK he says that instead of “pee”

n e ways you resume watching the show but your bf’s been gone for like 10 mins

you go to the bathroom and knock on the door, “hey, you good in there? it doesn’t take 10 minutes to pee”

you hear him groan, “fuck off”

and then,, it all clicks, “are you constipated?!”

“FUCK OFF”

now you’re laughing your ass of bc what the fuck

“don’t clog my toilet nasty”

“y/n i swear to god if you don’t leave me alone–”

“what? are you gonna fling your doo doo on me?”

you finally stop teasing him and go back to your room

you send him a text, ‘still constipated? 💩’

‘breaking up w/ you is looking mighty tempting rn 🥴’

‘rude 🤧 but hey, the faster you poop, the more kisses you get’

this dude left you on read

and didn’t return until 20 mins later

“damn i know my bathroom stinks now”

“shut up and give me my kisses”

you raise an eyebrow, “i– you took 20 mins”

“okay.. did you want me to get up mid shit and come to you?”

you don’t why but that shit had you cackling, you reach up and pull him close to you

you give him a couple of pecks and a deep kiss

aww he’s smiling 🥺

“i love you my lil doo doo machine”

he pushed you off your bed

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BnHA Chapter 296: Ngl, This One Pissed Me Off

Previously on BnHA: Deku was all, “p.s. I actually activated yet another quirk several chapters ago when Kacchan got stabbed.” Compress was all, “[gets captured and passes out].” Spinner was all “[rifles through Tomura’s pockets and slaps a random Charbroiled Hand onto his friend’s unconscious face].” Tomura was all, “SOMEHOW THAT ACTUALLY WORKED” and woke up again, except it wasn’t really him, it was everyone’s favorite Final Villain, AFO. AFO was all, “time to escape finally” and summoned a bunch of Noumu and Absconded with Spinner and the DabiMarble in tow. Skeptic was all, “Horikoshi forgot I existed, but I’m actually Absconding in marble-form as well.” Deku was all, “ATTENTION WORLD, I WOULD LIKE TO ANNOUNCE THAT I OFFICIALLY WANT TO SAVE SHIGARAKI TOMURA.” And then the arc just sort of ended lol.

Today on BnHA: Horikoshi is all, “but when you think about it, do we really need literally any female teachers at U.A. at all?” and for whatever reason doesn’t stop to wait for an answer. Midnight, who absolutely did not need to die, Dies, and I’m pissed about it. Ochako wanders the ruins of Jakku for what feels like hours, rescuing small children while her adult hero compatriots fall to pieces around her, because apparently the U.A. kids really are the only people who have their shit together. The citizens of Japan are all “damn that’s wild, wonder how fucked we are now,” but are actually super casual and chill about it which is oddly realistic. The chapter ends with AFO in Tartarus being all “lol time for the prison break arc,” without giving us so much as a chance to catch our breath, like holy shit. Are we on the clock or something now, goddamn.

lmao it’s like 7pm on a Sunday night and this is out already. this is like the worst possible timing lol. there goes my nice, relaxed evening. unless of course this turns out to be a nice, restful, soothing chapter, as chapters coming on the heels of traumatic, earth-shattering battles so often are. yeah, break out the Pina Colada song and the little drink umbrellas, I got a good feeling about this one

(ETA: I mean, I was obviously being sarcastic here but damn, Horikoshi.)

-- fff why did I laugh

it’s the crumbling city ruins in the background that really does it, I think. JUST LOOK AT THIS MESS THAT YOU HAVE MADE, EVERYONE. FOR SHAME

also, the title is dramatic af and I am so fucking excited you guys, like holy shit. BnHA’s In-Between arcs have always been my favorite part of the series, because it’s when all the character development and angst and/or catharsis happens. just, those little breathing spaces in between the action when everyone gathers to recuperate and compartmentalize their fresh new traumas lmao. bring on that angst!! but also, let’s please have some Comfort to offset all of this Hurt too, please and thanks

blah blah blah so the survivors were evacuated, good good, can you actually show us though?

AHHHHHHH

PIXIE BOB SURVIVED!!!! WASH IS STILL ALIVE LMAO HOW. THIRTEEN’S FACE, OMG SHOULD I LOOK AWAY. IS IT LIKE MANDALORIAN RULES. IDK HOW IT WORKS

HOW THE FUCK ARE THEY ALIVE. LOLS ANYWAY I’M HERE FOR IT. FEEL FREE NOT TO KILL ANYONE ELSE HERE HORIKOSHI, I THINK WE’RE GOOD

(ETA: it’s like talking to a brick wall.)

oh my god do we really need exposition about how the heroes tried to stop TomurAFO from escaping and OF COURSE failed completely because they suck lmao. oh my god I am shocked, that is such shocking news

wow they only managed to defeat three of the Noumus. holy shit. again, all of the Not-Kid Heroes are only slightly more useful than cardboard cutouts of heroes at this point, MORE AT ELEVEN

so Tomura may have lost the PLF, but he still more or less has an army then, huh. I really don’t know how anyone could expect a timeskip with that threat looming over everyone’s heads

oh nvm lol there are only seven Noumus left. wait so you’re telling me there were only ten Nearly High Ends in that last chapter?? felt more like fifty but whatever lol I’ll take your word for it

COMPRESS YAY YOU’RE ALIVE TOO

MAYBE THEY CAN EVEN REATTACH HIS ASS. I’M SERIOUS LOL, BECAUSE HE STILL HAS IT, DOESN’T HE? OR IF NOT, THEY CAN REBUILD HIM WITH A PROSTHETIC ASS. he’ll be more powerful than ever

WHAAAAAAT YEAH BOIIIII

WOOO, EDGESHOT, WOOOOO. THAT’S HIS WAY OF THE NINJA

YEAHHHHH SUCK IT, PLF

(ETA: for the record I don’t think Cementoss is dead here, just badly wounded. if he had died he would have been included in the forthcoming In Memoriam page along with the others.)

GET BENT LOL. TRUMPET I FOR REAL FORGOT YOU EVEN EXISTED. I NEVER WANT TO SEE ANY OF YOU LOSERS AGAIN PLEASE. ONLY INTERESTING CHARACTERS MAY PROCEED PAST THIS POINT

dsflksaldkh;l

that’s... holy shit. that’s a bigass mansion, that’s what that is. also so does this mean there are still eighty thousand PLF members still at large, because that’s a plot line I very much do not care about in any way whatsoever lol. can’t we just retcon to say that Re-Destro was exaggerating? I mean hell, a CEO criminal pulling some Enron-type bullshit is pretty believable, isn’t it? those poor bamboozled shareholders

“makeste, here’s an idea, what if you scrolled down to read the rest of the page” lol gtfo of here with your logic and your sense

well those 132 people have made it onto my enemies list, but at least it sounds like they more or less took care of the rest. good riddance

and Toga escaped, as we knew already, and is now on the lam. hopefully she reunites with the League again at some point. although her doing her own thing could also be very interesting. idk what I want lol

anyway so there’s another big panel showing how fucked up the city is, just in case it hadn’t already been hammered into our skulls yet. there’s a car dangling off a roof somehow. how does that even happen. did Machia pick it up and put it there or

NOOO OMG RANDOM SMALL CHILDREN IN PERIL WHAT IS THIS

OCHAKO PLEASE SAVE THEM OMG

“if it falls on me, I want you to have my Endeavor pouch” OH MY STARS. HIS MOST PRECIOUS POSSESSION. NO MY CHILD YOU CAN’T GIVE UP HOPE YET

LMAO

“FOR THE LAST TIME NOBODY CARES ABOUT YOUR DUSTY-ASS POUCH, KYLE” fffff these children are dying and I am cracking up so hard my eyes are tearing up what is wrong with me

YAY THEY SAVED THEM

but listen. not that I don’t love seeing the girls kick ass, because you know I do. but I also really, REALLY need to know what’s going down with the Musketeers, and I’m not looking forward to waiting three whole weeks for that so please Horikoshi. please hurry this along so we can get to them

goddamn it Tsuyu is saying she’ll take the boy to the shelter to get first aid, and I was all “okay great because that’s probably where Kacchan and the others are too”, but now someone else is shouting for help and Ochako’s all “I’ll go” and it’s like OKAY BUT PLEASE? this chapter is already more than half over omfg. ‘bout to start wringing some hands here

oh my god

is this Toga again??? WHAT THE HELL, THIS CREEPYASS HALF-DEAD DUDE BETTER BE LEADING UP TO SOMETHING INTERESTING, I AM REALLY GETTING IMPATIENT

OR, I GUESS, WE COULD DO THIS INSTEAD

“SO AS IT TURNS OUT, NOT EVERY CHARACTER WHO NEEDS HELP SAVING THEIR SPOUSE FROM FALLEN RUBBLE IS ACTUALLY TOGA IN DISGUISE” HUH, OKAY. DULY NOTED. FILED AWAY FOR FUTURE REFERENCE

but fucking... okay, look. I love Ochako, I do. but I like her a whole lot more when she’s interacting with other characters I actually care about, as opposed to running around in the rubble rescuing random people while the fate of my other children is still up in the air. like okay, I get it, shit’s bad, now if you don’t mind we really don’t have to spend all day here though

...anyways but nope, we’re still staying with her. she’s bouncing around rescuing all of these other people. omg. I literally have no patience here at all and it’s terrible, I know, but oh my god

omg finally something interesting is happening!!

look at that, an adult hero standing around being useless while the kids are busy getting shit done. why is this becoming a recurring theme

MY DUDE, THIS IS SERIOUSLY NOT THE TIME THOUGH

I GET THAT IT’S OVERWHELMING AND THAT YOU’RE TRAUMATIZED AND SHIT, BUT GUESS WHAT, SO IS EVERYONE ELSE. THAT’S WHAT YOU SIGNED UP FOR. JUST LOOK AT OCHAKO! SHE’S SO EXHAUSTED HER HAIR HAS EVEN LOST ITS FLOOF, AND YET SHE’S STILL OUT HERE DOING HER BEST. ONE SAVE AT A TIME MY MAN. GET IT DONE. LITERALLY A SMALL CHILD IN THE BOTTOM RIGHT CALLING FOR THEIR MOMMY AND YOU’RE JUST STANDING THERE ALL “WAHH IT’S TOO MUCH” LIKE COULD YOU PLEASE POSTPONE YOUR CRISIS UNTIL AFTER YOU SAVE THEM PLEASE

OH MY GOD

MAYBE YOU SHOULD!! oh my god I really cannot, like wow. oh no I actually have to save people and do my job, god forbid. jesus christ, at least the other heroes tried. but Moping Hero: Bellyache here is just throwing in the towel and fuck everyone who still needs his help I guess. you are like the anti-Deku my dude

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD NO OH FUCK

THAT’S MIDNIGHT’S HAND OH FU -- SHE BETTER NOT -- HORIKOSHI I SWEAR TO GOD --

I’M GONNA LOSE IT I REALLY AM!!!!

HOLY SHIT HOW INTENSE OF A RAGE DO I NEED TO BRACE MYSELF TO BE FEELING HERE. THIS CHAPTER WAS ALREADY TRENDING TOWARDS DISAPPOINTMENT, DO WE REALLY NEED TO GO AND COMPOUND THAT

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON

you’re telling me Tomura wasn’t brought back by that electric shock, but by his “fuck you” attitude? why are you explaining this to us now, again??

......

HEY, SO UM, FUCK ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS, THOUGH. (: OH MAN. OHHHHHH MAN. I HAVE... I HAVE GOT A LOT OF WORDS FOR THIS AND HERE ARE SOME OF THEM

FUCK

THINGS THAT SHOULD BE IN THE DICTIONARY NEXT TO “SOME BULLSHIT”: THIS

FUCK

GET FUCKED HORIKOSHI

AND ALSO PLEASE FUCK RIGHT OFF!!

AND SERIOUSLY THOUGH FUCK YOU

NO BUT YOU KNOW WHAT THOUGH!! YOU COULD HAVE KILLED OFF ANYONE. LITERALLY ANY CHARACTER. YOU HAD TWELVE FEMALE PROS. TWELVE. YOU COULD HAVE MADE MORE OF THEM. PROBABLY, IF THERE ACTUALLY WERE SUPERHEROES IN REAL LIFE, THERE WOULD BE MORE THAN TWELVE OF THEM IN AN ENTIRE NATION. BUT NO, YOU WERE ALL “TWELVE IS MORE THAN ENOUGH.” AND THEN WHEN IT CAME TIME TO KILL PEOPLE OFF, YOU WERE ALL “WELL ALL RIGHT THEN, LET’S SEE, I PICK... THESE 18 RANDOM SIDE CHARACTERS WITH LITTLE TO NO DIALOGUE, PLUS THE ONE SINGLE FEMALE U.A. STAFF MEMBER WE ACTUALLY HAD. YEAH THAT OUGHTA DO IT”

AND BY THE WAY, HORIKOSHI, I PICKED SOMETHING UP FOR YOU ON MY WAY HOME, HERE IT IS, ┌П┐(・＿・) do you like it it was on sale. I saw it and was like, “Horikoshi would really like that.” so there you go. sorry it wasn’t gift-wrapped

p.s. I hope y’all can tell that that’s supposed to be a middle finger and not... something else lmao. er. anyway

(ETA: so I got a few asks from people who were really put off by this part of the reaction post, and so I’m just adding an extra note here to make it clear that I do not actually wish harm on Horikoshi in any way or even particularly dislike him. I wasn’t happy about Midnight’s death and I wanted to convey that, and so I went with my usual LOUD CAPSLOCK REACTION tone, but looking back on it I can see that it’s kind of a lot, lol.

so just to be clear, the “fuck you” stuff is almost entirely tongue-in-cheek. that’s on me, I forget sometimes that there are people who share these sentiments unironically and so I didn’t think to make sure my intended meaning here was clear. anyways, killing Midnight was still a really problematic decision for numerous reasons but it is what it is. Horikoshi is not perfect, the story isn’t perfect, and I’m not gonna pretend like it is, but again just to be clear, I don’t harbor any actual ill will toward Horikoshi here.)

shit. and wow this man really went and killed off fucking Mystic too on top of that. have you ever seen a character fail so spectacularly at living up to their hype. r.i.p. Mystic you were like the Star Wars sequel of characters

(ETA: I have no fucking idea why I keep thinking Majestic’s name is Mystic lol. rest in peace you old scarecrowy bastard.)

and poor Momo, though. fuck. lost two mentors in a single day. and do not even get me started on Aizawa holy shit

so now we’re cutting to some random townspeople who are gossiping about the Todoroki drama. this is actually interesting in spite of my newfound determination to hate this chapter lol

ngl I am kind of heartened to see that not everyone fell for Dabi’s bs hook line and sinker though. Jeanist returning from the dead literally two seconds after Dabi was all “I SWEAR ON MY HONOR AS A VILLAIN THAT HAWKS MURDERED HIM” probably helped with that a bit! but there will doubtless be many other people who do believe him, or are at least still inclined to side-eye the heroes in general either way given how much they sucked in this arc. very, very interesting

so it seems though that even more than the whole Endeavor reveal, at the end of the day it’s going to be the heroes failing to live up to their end of the “put your faith in us and let us use our quirks and in return we’ll protect everyone and keep them safe” implied social contract that’s going to have the biggest impact on people’s opinions moving forward. basically this was always going to be a disaster no matter what

OH MY GOD FINALLY AHHHHH

Horikoshi really tapped into some of the real-life political energy of the past few years huh. Fuck Him Still for killing off Midnight, but I will admit that so far this is hella intriguing and I am really, really curious to see where things go from here

OH MY GOD THE LITTLE KIDS FROM THE BABYSITTING ARC

“FIVE PEEPEE MAN WOULDN’T LIE TO US” YES CHILDREN YOU’RE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT. at least the little ones still have faith

( •̀ へ •́ )

that’s great. that’s really keen. all we need right now, amirite

GOOD FOR YOU, YOU PIECE OF SHIT

let’s just wait for him to explain what he feels. you know he likes to drag it out

is that Dabi crouched down there next to Spinner? looks like they got him out of the marble after all. but why has his hair changed colors again lol what

anyways. your turn to what??

:’) excuse me what

hahahaha are you fucking kidding me. and that’s where we’re going to end the chapter then. lol okay

so let’s recap. Midnight died. we spent ten hours watching Ochako dig people out of rubble for no apparent reason and were then introduced to my new least favorite character, and because Ochako is so nice she didn’t even punch him in the face even though she really should have. we did not get any Kacchan or Shouto. we got one panel of Deku, who is Finally Asleep. and the chapter ended with AFO ordering his Noumus to go set free, AND I QUOTE, HIS “MAIN BODY.” and now I gotta wait an entire week for Caleb’s translation to confirm that last part. omg

but it sounds like a prison break is imminent, which is very, very interesting. ...and actually, is it weird that I’m actually rooting for it to be a success? I have no idea what this guy is planning, but I do know that as long as the main part of his soul is still residing in Tomura’s body, Tomura’s chance of surviving the series is close to zero. and villain though he may be, I’m still rooting for his redemption (nice to have Deku on my side now too), and so yeah. so like if AFO feels like using some latent Exorcism Quirk or something that he’s been saving for just such an occasion, be my guest lol

meanwhile this doesn’t bode well for All Might though. or anyone else aside from Tomura, really. shiiiit

anyway. [slaps roof of chapter] this baby can fit so much bullshit in it

#bnha 296 #midnight (bnha)#uraraka ochako #all for one #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha #sorry this took so long to post lol #I really need to learn to add an extra 2-3 hours to any time-sensitive estimates I make #anyways

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neon-junkie · 4 years

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Burlas

Summary: Flaco has a job for you.

Pairing: Flaco Hernández x gn!Reader

Word Count: 1523

Rating: NSFW

Tags: First time, Friends to lovers, Neck kissing, Teasing, Sexual tension, Dirty talking.

Notes: ngl i wrote this for myself, but I hope my other flachoes out there enjoy this piece. maybe someone else will write a fic for him one day, it cant just be me that has the mega hots for this man

It's another snowy day in the Grizzlies, and you're doing your weekly rounds, climbing up the mountain to visit Flaco for work. Sure, it's out the way, but there's another couple up here that pay well, and Flaco pays you a handsome price for the simplest of tasks. You don't mind the cold, and your horse doesn't either, especially now you've brought them some warm socks and an extra padded blanket. The ice creeks beneath you as your horse trots over it. Despite it only being the evening, the sky is already dark. It seems to get dark up here early, probably because the mountains block the suns light. You prefer to work in the dark anyway, it's easier to be stealthy in, and you prefer being stealthy when you have to take out a handful of men before destroying their supplies. You leave your horse unhitched since you only spend a few minutes in Flaco's cabin at the most. He'll tell you what to do and send you on your way, briefly returning afterward for your pay. You pull your bandana down from over your nose, showing off your rosy cheeks, and enter his cabin.

"Hey," Flaco says as he looks up from his chair. "Come over here," he orders you, and there's a stern yet alluring tone to his voice. This isn't normal. Flaco's usually a lot louder and energetic, but instead, he's leaning back in his chair as he places his knife on the table, his eyes on you. You stand at your usual spot on the other side of the table, rubbing your gloved hands together as you warm them up. "You've been real good to Flaco, you know?" Flaco asks you. You nod in agreement because well, you have. You were only after work, but it seems that having an extra pair of hands around here has lightened Flaco's load, and he needs that in this harsh environment. "But have I been good to you?" Flaco asks again. You nod once more and don't really understand where this is going. "How have I?" he questions. "Well, you pay me well for a start," you shrug. "Mhmm, keep going," Flaco nods. "Erm, you've let me warm up here before, you're kind towards me.. erm..." you pause. This was a weird question to be asked by someone that is technically your boss, and you wonder if maybe Flaco's just having a self-doubting crisis and needs you to remind him how good he is. "You see," Flaco begins as he shakes his head, "I've been good, but not good enough," he scolds himself. You remain silent, tilting your head a little like the confused pup that you are. Flaco sighs as he looks at you, his eyes roaming around the cabin then settling back on you. One of his legs shakes slightly as he bounces his heel, clearly irritated at something. For a split second, you're worried you've upset him, but he told you at the start you haven't, so what on earth is wrong? "Come here," Flaco says, breaking the silence as he makes a beckoning motion with his finger. You take a few steps closer to him, standing just in front of his knees, looking down at the man twice the size of you. "Do you want to sit down?" Flaco asks, one hand gesturing to his thigh as the other one props itself on the back of his chair, looking far too handsome for his own good. "On..?" you mutter, making sure you're getting this right. "Mhmm," Flaco nods, giving his thigh a little tap. He watches you like a hawk, but there's a lustful glint to his eyes and the dim lighting sets the mood far too well. You pause before taking a seat, your hand lightly holding his shoulder as you swing your legs over his other thigh. He's still resting back against the chair, watching you with that stern expression, though one of his gloved hands comes to rest on the small of your back. You've always had the hots for this gunslinger, and that's the main reason you come up the mountain every week, though you won't openly admit that, not even to yourself. And now you're sat here on his lap, pulled onto it even more as he sits forward. The hand on your back moves to wrap around you, resting on your thigh, as his other one places itself on your knee. If you were feeling cold before, you definitely aren't now, especially because Flaco's thick fur coat is pressed up against you, and even though he's sitting beneath you, he still towers over you in height, looking down at you as he begins to speak again. "I don't think I've been treating you well, amor," Flaco informs you, his eyes gazing into yours. "You treat old Flaco so well, but I always seem to put your needs aside." His hand moves off your knee to lightly hold your chin, his skin touching yours for the first time. You'll never understand why this man wears fingerless gloves in the snow, but his fingers aren't as cold as you thought they'd be, especially not now his thumb is pressed gently against your warm lower lip, bringing your face close to his. You can smell the whiskey he drinks on his lips, along with a faint scent of chewing tobacco. Is he about to kiss you? If he is, he's taking his time. His nose lightly bumps yours, and you can feel the hairs from his moustache lightly brush against your upper lip. Your eyes have fallen shut, and Flaco's are barely open, his cheeks just as flustered as yours. "You know what would make me happy, though?" Flaco asks you in a deep, lustful voice, his breath and words hot on your lips as he speaks directly against them. "What?" you softly ask back, feeling multiple shivers trail down your spine. He keeps his thumb light on your lower lip, slowly rubbing back and forth over it. "If you let me tend to your needs," he says. Good lord. It's suddenly far too hot in this cabin, and your body is aching to get your coat off just so you can cool down. "Tend to them how?" you innocently question. Flaco lets out a chuckle as he tilts your head to the side, dipping his head down so he can leave the most tender kisses you've ever felt along your neck. His other hand moves off your thigh so he can remove his sombrero, placing it on the table next to him, before returning to the same spot. "I think you know how, amor," Flaco tells you against your skin as he continues to kiss you. "I want you to," you finally admit to him. Flaco chuckles again as he moves his lips off your neck, returning them to less than an inch away from yours. "You do?" he asks. "Please," you sigh. Flaco moves his hand off your chin, his thumb off your bottom lip, and cups the back of your head, his fingers brushing between your hair as he holds your head in place, still speaking directly against your lips. "I guess I'll have to help you out then," Flaco lightly shrugs. "But first, I have another job for you," he grins. "What is it?" you question. "There's another bear in the area, amor. You know what you need to do, so get it done, and then..." Flaco moves his hand from your head, his fingers lightly stroking your jawline as he takes hold of your chin again. "Then I'll make sure I tend to your needs, and make up for all that time I've been neglecting you," he smiles. You let out a sigh. Really? You've waited patiently for so long, and this man finally decides to come onto you, just to tease you and not even leave a kiss on your lips. The nerve. The audacity. Flaco chuckles as he says "I said I'd tend to your needs. I didn't say I'd be fair about it though." He moves his hand away, his lips no longer close to yours as he leans back in his chair, grinning at you mischievously as you open your eyes and pout. "Go on. Vamos," he says, moving his hand off your lower back so he can place his sombrero back on. You let out a dramatic sigh as you move off his lap, trying to ignore his laughter as you pout and strop out the cabin. Just as you're about to leave, Flaco calls out to you. You look over your shoulder to see Flaco still looking far too handsome in that same chair. "Be ready," he tells you, that seductive tone returning to his voice. You pout again and leave, shutting the door behind you. Was there even another bear out here? Or was Flaco just trying to tease you as much as possible? Let's make this quick. You'll find some stupid fucking bear for him, and you'll make sure to throw the pelt at his stupid face when you finally return.

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sunlitcigars · 4 years

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Soft!Dallas Headcanons

(Is this a little ooc? Yes. Am I also a slut for Soft!Dallas? 110% also yes.)

(Not my GIF)

Tags: @lastluvbug @disasterinadress97

General:

Dallas would never admit it but he has separation anxiety

It's always why he stays at Bucks because he knows he's not alone and also why he's always at the Curtis'

He's also got PTSD from New York

Certain gunshots trigger memories in him

We all know the boy is touch starved let's be honest

He's subtle about it though like him always swinging his arm around Johnny and/or touching shoulders with Ponyboy or anyone of the gang

He loves the feeling of someone running their fingers through his hair

He really enjoys cuddles

Doesn't really matter what kind they are he just wants someone to hold him and make him feel okay

Always has his shirt tucked in as a habit because back in New York a lot of people would touch up on him

When he's nervous or on the verge of a breakdown he either starts bouncing his legs non-stop or starts scratching at his arms

Will also play with his ring if he has it on

When he's stressed out and doesn't want to bother the gang or anybody else he'll usually go to the lot and watch the clouds go by if it's nice whether

But when it rains he'll usually be up in his room at Buck's and watch from his window as it passes by (same goes when it's snowing)

He may like rain but he's scared of thunderstorms

Whenever he hears thunder he either puts his knees to his chest and bury his head in his legs or cover his ears or both

When that happens at the Curtis' one of the guys rub his back and pull him close to them until it's over

One of the things he's also afraid of is the dark since his whole life has been consumed by it

If the power goes out when he's alone he grabs a pillow and imagines one of the gang or someone so it doesn't seem like he's alone

If the power goes out when he's at the Curtis' he'll grab someone's arm or hide his face in their shoulders

Can make bombass cupcakes and cookies but no one has ever tried them except for Tim

He actually really likes jazz because it reminds him of a simpler time in his life

Dallas doesn't really like big parties because the amount of loud shouting reminds him of back in New York when either the police would shoot at random gang members or something else

HE'S EMOTIONALLY UNSTABLE AND WE ALL KNOW IT

Dallas was close to Mrs. Curtis because she was the only women in his life that represented a motherly figure to him

But when he heard the news about the crash he locked himself up in his room silently crying and never left the room the gang or anyone for that matter saw him for at least two weeks

(The only time anyone saw him in between those two weeks was at Mr. and Mrs. Curtis' fun

NSFW:

He's the type to talk big but is actually really shy in bed

Some people thinks he's the bratty sub type but really he gets flustered so easily

He's packing a 5 ½ to 6 Inches let's be honest here

He's not good with words in bed so if he wants something he'll stutter it out or whisper/mutter it under his breath

He feels so vulnerable laid out naked for the person on the bed

He wants to feel he's validated enough to know that he's loved by the person

He won't say it to anyone but he loves the feeling of being filled with cum

His nipples are sensitive as fuck

Like if someone only played with them he'd orgasm in less then four minutes

D A D D Y K I N K

H U M I L I A T I O N K I N K

O R G A S M C O N T R O L

He's actually really vocal during sex but would muffle his sounds with a pillow or cover his mouth with his hand or bite down on his lips

He whimpers

A lot

If he's feeling special then he'll put on a little show whether that's him strip teasing or touching himself for someone

If he's having a one night stand he prefers to be on his stomach/or hand and knees but if he's in a relationship then he prefers to be on his back so he can look at them and feel comfortable and safe

Hickeys are a huge fuck yes because they remind him who he belongs to and shows people not to try and hook up with him

Another one night stand vs. An actual relationship is that he usually has a cigarette after having sex but if he's in a relationship then he doesn't need one since he already feels content

Aftercare is a huge part for him

He loves getting pampered and cared for because it's the only time he feels like he doesn't have to act so tough and can relax and let his walls down

FYI he's capable of doing grabby hands just so y'all know

In A Relationship:

He's with the person 24/7

Will low key freak out if he doesn't know where they are and where they went

He's afraid of them finding someone better than him because he feels like he's not good enough for the other person

Is a little possessive overprotective of the person

If he gets sent to jail he'll give the person his necklace until he's out

He'll also grab something from the person so it doesn't feel like he's completely alone in there

He won't show it but when him and the person are talking through the glass his eyes are filled with loneliness and desperation

Once he's out he's not leaving their side

Will beat the shit out of anyone who talks shit about his person in a god damn heart beat

He used to be in an abusive relationship so he doesn't let down his walls all the way

If he did something wrong he's always expecting for the worse but then he has to remind himself that they aren't his ex

If him and the person are arguing and they lift up their arm to make a gesture or whatever he will flinch away from them

If they try and leave the bed he'll cling to them like his life depended on it

E X T R A clingy when drunk

He never said I love you so when he said it to the person for the first time he was a stuttering mess

DD/LB: (If you don't like this please don't bitch about it or just simply skip this part)

His headspace is between 4 to 5 years old

Loves when his caregivers call him pet names

Baby boy and prince are his favorite

Likes to color because it keeps his anxiety at a neutral level

Slurs some of his words

Has a fluffy stuffed elephant named Lilac

Finds comfort in his caregivers voice

Clingy

If he wants to be picked up he'll make grabby hands

If he's tired then he'll crawl into his caregivers lap and nuzzle his face into their neck

When he's feeling on the verge of little space in public he'll unnoticeably hold the person's arm

One of his favorite Disney movie is 101 Dalmatians

Loves to cuddle up in warm blankets

He has a habit of grinding his teeth so his pacifiers help him a lot

It also helps him whenever he needs a smoke

Or when he needs to bite his lips

Likes bubble baths

His favorite scent to use is lavender :)

Unlike when he's in big headspace he doesn't try and break the rules because when he used to his past caregiver gave him harsh punishments

The first person from the gang he came out to was Ponyboy

One day Ponyboy had to go to Buck's place and while he was in Dallas' room saw Lilac

When he asked him about it Dallas was going to make an excuse but just decided to tell Ponyboy about it

Ponyboy told him he wasn't gonna tell anyone and he kept his word

He kept telling Dallas to tell the gang for a week

It took him a lot to tell the gang he was a little

They all had mixed reactions

All of them were very confused until he explained what it is

(Except for Ponyboy of course)

Darry started to feel more protective over him

Johnny was surprised because he didn't think of all people Dallas would ever be a little but he was cool with it as long as it helps him

Sodapop is actually really happy about it and he wouldn't mind playing with him when he's in little space

Steve was a little uncomfortable knowing that the reckless hood was a little but he came to accept it

Everyone was waiting for Two-Bit to respond but all of a sudden he just walked out the door without saying anything

Dallas was on the verge of a panic attack and it took awhile for the gang to calm him down

It wasn't until later when Two-Bit came back but this time with a bunch of stuff

He'd gotten Dallas a stuffed animal, bottles, and even a fluffy blanket

Dallas almost started crying ngl

At the end of the day he was just happy his only family accepted him (#supportivegang2020)

When he's in little space the gang tries their best not to smoke or drink around him

On Sundays when they're all not busy they'll watch Disney movies together

One or two of the gang members is alway with him when they're out in public

With The Gang:

Ponyboy:

Ponyboy reads to Dally whenever he sees him having a bad day or getting nervous

Whenever Ponyboy reads to him Dallas either has his head in his lap while Ponyboy occasionally runs his hand through his hair or has his head on his shoulder

On the occasion Dallas tags along with Ponyboy to the library and sometimes picks out a random book he finds interesting or Ponyboy would like and show it to him

Secretly he hopes that Ponyboy would read it out loud to him

Darry and Soda won't allow him to go to Buck's but if Dallas calls and says he needs him he will not hesitate to go out the door to care for his boyfriend

If Ponyboy has track Dallas waits for him until it's over

Going to the lot has become a weekly thing for them

When Dallas isn't looking Ponyboy would sneak in a paper that has a poem on it in either his jackets or his pants

Since Dallas never really went to school he has a hard time reading huge words or some so when he's reading over Ponyboy's shoulder he'll ask him

"What's that word?"

"This one?"

"Yeah."

"Absquatulate?"

"Oh."

Ponyboy finds it fucking adorable

Sodapop:

Sodapop would take him to Dairy Queen and get sundaes and park somewhere with a nice view or park in the parking lot and watch the cars go by

Dallas often goes to the DX and wait until his shift is over

Sometimes Sodapop will randomly put his hat on Dallas

Whenever girls try and flirt with Sodapop, Dallas either gives them a death state or tell them to fuck off and say he's taken

When Dallas starts crying Soda will wipe away his tears with his thumbs and kiss his cheeks

Jokingly gave Dallas a promise ring he found somewhere not expecting him to actually wear it but was surprised when he saw it on Dallas' finger

If they're at a party sometimes Soda wanders off but once he sees how uncomfortable Dallas he is he's immediately back at his side

Ponyboy and Darry have walked in on them cuddling on the couch SO MANY TIMES

One time they walked in on them making out heavily Darry had to cover Ponyboy's eyes

Sodapop thinks Dallas looks H O T in his flannels

Darry:

Dallas would always steal borrow Darry's shirt because he feels comforted by it whenever Darry's at work

He absolutely loves it when Darry wraps his arms around him and would always snuggle closer to his chest

(If you really think I'm gonna let Patrick Swayze's singing voice go to waste you're very mistaken)

Whenever he's having a hard time sleeping Darry would usually sing to him until he falls back asleep

Or when Dallas is on edge Darry will hold him close to his chest and sing to him softly until he feels calm again

Dallas loves Darry's morning voice because it's so low and low key a turn on

When they're out in public Darry would hook his finger around Dallas' belt loops on his jeans to keep him close to him

Some people don't fuck with Dallas as much because they know if they do they'll have to deal with Darry and no one wants to do that unless they have a death wish

If Dallas starts acting up in public all it takes is for Darry to whisper in his ear "behave"

Darry once talked about the type of flowers his mom liked and kept in the house then a few days later when he got off work he saw the flowers he was talking about in a vase on the dining table with a paper attached saying "Don't ask where I got the flowers and vase"

He almost started crying right then and there

When Dallas is drunk he'll cling to either Darry's chest or back like a koala

One time one of the gang walked in on Darry cooking while Dallas just clung to his back but they didn't say anything in fear of waking up with their dick cut off

Johnny:

Surprisingly Johnny gets protective over

He will now hesitate to throw down when someone starts talking crap about them

If they're out in public Johnny's always holding Dallas' hand

Or if they're at the Curtis' Johnny would glance at Dallas every so often to see if he's okay

They both helped each other let their walls down

When Johnny sees Dallas on edge or not at his best he nudges his head against his shoulder or on his face in hopes of cheering him up (it works more often than he thought it would but he ain't complaining)

Johnny sometimes shows Dallas some of his favorite places around town

They've fallen asleep in the lot cuddled next to one another multiple times

Johnny tops Dallas sorry not sorry

Sharing cigarettes like kisses

Johnny mindlessly puts his arm in front of Dallas whenever someone's trying to pick a fight

Everytime Dallas talks bad about himself Johnny will be like not on my watch and will do everything and anything to make Dallas feel better

Dallas has a hard time sleeping at night knowing Johnny's with his parents

3AM conversations about the what ifs of life

Two-Bit:

Two-Bit will crack jokes to Dallas when they're alone together about how much of a softie he really is

But if anyone else made fun of Dally he'd beat the literal shit out of them

Also tells bad pick up lines to him even though they're already boyfriends

"Do you have a name? Or can I call you mine?"

Dallas would usually say something back but would low key be blushing

Always trying to make Dallas laugh because he loves it when he does

Would totally smack Dallas' ass in front of the gang

Respects Dallas' boundaries when he's not feeling it

Ms. Mathews is actually really fond of Dallas

His sister gave him the whole "hurt my brother and I'll hunt you down" talk

He didn't take it seriously but he keeps it in the back of his head

Dallas is the only one to see Two-Bit's hair without grease and he will play with his hair for hours on end

Two-Bit once fell asleep to Dallas playing with his hair and when he woke up he was still doing it

If they're watching Mickey Mouse Dallas is always on Two-Bit's lap

When he sees Dallas upset he'll do voice impressions of random people (Dallas finds it stupid but it always lightens his mood)

Steve:

Whenever Dallas' on the verge of having a breakdown Steve will drive Dallas around town to calm down

Soft music would be playing in the background while Steve either rubs Dallas' thighs or hold his hand

Dallas would run his finger around Steve's tattoo whenever they're cuddling

Dallas loves laying his head on Steve's chest because it's both soft and muscular

When he does Steve softly plays with his hair

Whenever he leaves for work he wraps his shirt or jacket around him so Dallas could sleep better

Steve is really observant so whenever he sees something wrong with Dallas he always asks if he's okay

Will glare at anyone who's eyeing his Dallas

Never ever takes his anger out on Dallas

(God will have to fight him if he does)

Dates at the drive in movies and later eating at the diner

They'd always park where they won't get noticed so they can sneak in a few make out sessions here and there ;)

When they go to the diner Dallas kinda feels bad because Steve's always paying for their meals but he always reassures him it's okay

Him and Dallas constantly flirt when he visits the DX

Sodapop finds it amusing and annoying but as long as his best friend is happy he couldn't give a shit

Please reblog or comment!

Let me know if you want to see more and if you'd like any to be turned into a short fic

Also huge shout out to @lastluvbug for helping me come up with most of these ideas! (Thank you for saving my braincells)

#the outsiders #dallas winston #ponyboy curtis #darry curtis #johnny cade #sodapop curtis #steve randle #headcanons #soft!Dallas #dd/lb #Dallyboy #Dalpop #Darly #???#Dalbit #Daleve

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tendoki · 4 years

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hug prompt 5 with tendouuuu

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angy tendou kinda makes me 😳 ngl. this has a lot of build up? I left the ending VAGUE because it just seemed right yanno? this was fun and cute to write though :)

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Tendou . S - Snapmaps

-> genre: comfort

-> prompt: angry hug (not at eachother)

-> warnings: swearing, reader is lowkey horny for tendou, again I wrote this at 5am and projected my thirst onto y/n so my bad lollll, bad grammar maybe?? dunno

not sponsored by snapchat <3

He was pissed off.

Like, super pissed off. You could see it in the way his shoulders were tensed and how his leg bounced under the desk, the furrow of his brows and dark lines under his eyes screamed 'i am three minutes away from committing a murder'. His breathing seemed to be heavier too; and you guessed you wouldnt get much of a chance to talk to him once class was over if the way his eyes seemed to flicker to the clock every few seconds was any indication.

You werent anyone particularly close to Tendou Satori, though you'd consider the two of you friends if asked. In truth, you never thought you would get this far with him, the guy seemed to disregard anything that his teammates werent already fond of; you were lucky, in a sense, that as Goshiki's tutor you were deemed worthy of his attention.

Of course, occasionally your mind would slip, sliding down a dangerous path of 'what if?'s and 'why not?'s. Tendou was attractive, in that weird way, where your friends sorta make fun of you for liking him, before they turn and take a second look themselves. He intrigued you, the way he was so observant as to even bag a friendship with the ever elusive Ushijima kun.

You supposed that's why you bothered to chase him after class ended.

You had lost him pretty quickly though, thinking about it, you seriously wondered how in the hell you could lose a six foot, two inch, scarlet haired loudmouth like Tendou, as if slipping into a crowd and being invisible was something he was used to (something else to add onto the 'Mysteries of T.S' list you had compiled).

After escaping the crowd and seeing no sign of him outside, you relented, recognising that this was a losing battle. With a huff, you pulled out your phone to check his snap maps; he'd always turn them on once he got into school, claiming that it was to make sure if he skipped practice then Semi could track him down and beat his ass with no hassle.

Ramen shop

For the better, you were starving anyway. immediately picking up the pace, you took the 10 minute walk it would take to get there.

how did he manage to go so fast? damn him and his stupid long legs

You arrived, and the place looked empty, probably because of the sign on the door, stating that it was closed for the day. Looking down at your phone again, you confirmed that this was the right address, seeing your own bitmoji stood near Tendou's.

Then the door opened, Tendou, in all of his sweaty, (guess he mustve ran) brilliance, looked you up and down, an action you're ashamed to admit caused a jolt in your stomach. He looked suprised to see you here, but seeing your phone lit up with the familiar interface of Snapchat maps, he smirked.

"What brings you here?"

He sounded amused, though you could still hear his aggravation in how throaty his voice was, you werent used to hearing him speak so roughly, and part of you wondered what it would take to hear that kind of tone from him more.

"You uh seemed pissed off earlier, in class? and I wanted to check up on you. Why... are you in an empty, closed ramen shop?"

"Family owned joint, 's empty 'cause we're closed, and its closed 'cause it's empty"

"Doesn't closing it because its empty make for bad business practice? you're not even giving people a chance to enter, Tendou"

He jolted at this, you were usually so formal and appropriate with him, that hearing you challenge his logic so openly and speak without honorifics was unexpected; his shoulders sagged a little, tension easing from his body as a bemused smile made it's way across his face.

"Huh, guess you're right. Well, since ya here how 'bout coming in and taste testing some of our food before we open to the public again, for safety", the last line was spoken differently, as if he was daring you to say yes, like agreeing on a totally-not-date with Tendou Satori would be the worst mistake of your life.

So, naturally, you bit right back.

"You askin' me on a date now, Satori?", using him first name was dangerous, but you figured he'd get the message that you were trying to be playful, while giving him the ultimate choice of what would happen next.

Once again he was taken aback, before another sag of his shoulders and spread of a smile took over his body; he wasted no time in gently grabbing you by the elbow and ushering you inside.

The interior was gorgeously decorated, the tables scrubbed clean and the whole place smelt like heaven, Tendou sat you down on the nearest chair and rushed off to the back, promising to make you a ramen anyone would consider to be 'better than sex'

It was an hour later you still sat in the shop, laughing with Tendou about whatever tiktok trend he had roped his team into this week, you had texted your parents to let them know you were with a friend, not keen on making them worry and get the entirety of the Miyagi police force interrupting your totally-is-a-date.

Things were quiet for a moment, as you sat and drank some pop Tendou had offered you. You took the silence as an opportunity to appreciate the view; Tendou Satori, in the golden light of a 6pm sun, with his hair down in sweatpants and a graphic tee designed off of one of his favourite anime. You had been nervous when he excused himself to change and 'let his hair relax', but now thanked every and any god in existence for giving you the chance to see him looking so dearly delectable.

Your thought process was disrupted, however, when your eye candy spoke;

"Thanks. For coming, I mean. I've had a pretty shitty day and it means a lot to be sat here joking around with you"

He smiled at you, an intimate one, not mocking or sardonic in anyway, you, of course, locked this moment into your mind, committing the gentle red of his bitten and chapped lips, sloping so carefully, to memory.

Then you registered his words, your brows pinching together in concern, as you reached across and grabbed his hand.

"You wanna talk about it? I'm here to listen and I dont have anywhere to be for the time being"

He looked shocked for a moment, scanning your face to maybe check if this was some cruel joke, like he was going to start telling you and you'd laugh and walk away. After a few moments had passed of him studying your expression, he turned, heaving a sigh and standing up to go to the back, presumably preparing another two bowls of ramen.

He returned not long after, placing the bowls on your table, he began pacing, annoyance rushing back to him as he recalled what had him wound up so tightly earlier.

"... and now he's back in town! God, whatever, I just hope his stupid ass doesnt end up in the same classes as me, I dont wanna see that prick's face again", he had been bullied as a child it seemed, a detail that explained most of the contents in your list of Tendou mysteries, the bully was back in town, and your companion had ran into him when he had left school grounds for a moment; it seemed the boy's attitude had not changed, he had recognised Tendou and began layering on the taunts once more.

He was mad again, you could see it in how his shoulders tensed and his mouth now curled into an ugly sneer while venting.

You sighed before standing up, he needed some comfort, and the worst that could happen is that he pushes you away. You could always just excuse it by saying you have an affectionate family or friend group, and that it's just nature by now to give someone a hug when they're upset. Though there was every reason to think that he wouldnt fall for that, and you could make him uncomfortable. After such a huge leap in your progress with him, taking such a big risk is hardly smart or sensible-

fuck it.

But before you could move, his arms instead encased you. His body shook with brimming rage as he burrowed his head into the crook of your neck, bending awkwardly to properly reach. Hesitantly, you reached your arms up, one hand going to rub circles across his back and the other pulling and playing with the red locks of hair by the nape of his neck. The two of you stayed like that for a while, you leaning on the table once your legs got too wobbly to be trusted. Every so often you'd press a kiss to his shoulder, letting him know that you were accepting his affection wholeheartedly, not just reciprocating out of pity.

Despite the hug lasting longer than any other hugs you had given to friends and family, it still felt like it was too soon as Tendou began to pull away, standing back to his full height, though, his arms remained around you.

"Thanks, I needed that"

"yeah, uh, no problem, Tendou kun"

#tendou satori x reader #tendou satori fluff #tendou satori #hq x reader #haikyuu x reader

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felswritingfire · 4 years

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Would you mind doing sfw and nsfw with dating Hephaestus from TAS? Also can the reader be male, if not thats okay.

Anon, you are my favorite person now and OF COURSE I CAN DO A MALE READER, DEAR

(Also this is another one that’s a second round because,,,,,, Tumblr decided that the original draft was a good sacrifice to Cthulu,,,,, haaaha)

Dating Hephaestus

(SFW)

Hephaestus is elated when you two get together

It's a bit weird at first, especially since he keeps calling you Mama while he holds his hand, so, like, there’s a couple of mixed messaging there

After a while he (truly) comes to terms with the fact you may have his Mama's soul in you- but that doesn't mean that you're his Mama

And once your relationship has been a thing for a month or two, he'll start using your actual name, which he's really blushy about it the first couple of times he uses it

He likes to make you little trinkets out of scraps of metal that he manages to get his hands on

They can range from being figurines of you two holding hands to an intricately designed pocket knife and even a chain to hold your wallet (if you use one that is!)

You have no clue how he gets so much detail into such little things, but boy does he do a good job of it, holy shit-

He will combust into a flustered mess if you compliment him; he will also be glowing for the next week as well

He prefers at home dates opposed to ones that involve you guys going out, he’s super paranoid from what has happened in the previous loops

His favorite at home dates involve you guys popping in a movie and him laying his head on your chest as he listens to your heart beat and his arms loosely hugging around your waist and you play with his hair or rub his shoulders

He will go out on a date every once in a while if you really want to, he’s just on guard for more than half of it and even jumpier than normal, but he’ll try just for you!

He gets really shy with kisses, he’ll give you a hesitant peck if you smooch him first

After he does, though, he’ll hide his face in his hands, trying to hide the blush that’s raging on his cheeks

Heph is not surprisingly a possessive partner; he’s terrified about the possibilities of you getting hurt, coupled with his insecurities, he has a nasty tendency to come off as hostile to other people that he deems as a threat. Especially Talos

If he catches him chatting to you or (oH NO) touching you, he will go charging up to him and get in his face, the ever-burning flame on the side of his face glowing a furious red, as he bears his fangs at Talos

It’s really up to you to calm him down: take his face into your hands and whisper sweet words to him or place a kiss on his cheek and he’ll immediately relax

He enjoys listening to your voice and it calms him down immensely

No matter if you’re taller than him or shorter, he will hide behind you when he gets nervous with a situation

If you haven’t already, you’re definitely meeting the Crafters

And you get sucked into their family really fast after their done freaking out about the fact that Heph actually has a boyfriend

NSFW

AMAB USED

(Sub Hephaestus)

I apologize if you’re a sub, but you’re most likely gonna have to take the reigns the first couple of times

Our boy is horrified at the thought of hurting you and his insecurities get the better of him in most cases so he’ll just freeze until you make a move

He really likes when you press him against the bed/cushions while massaging his pecs with your other hand and sucking his earlobe

He’ll sigh and arch into you, resting trembling hands against your lower back as you trail kisses down his body until you hit the zipper of his jump suit and take it between your teeth and slowly drag it down

He’s a tad embarrassed of the size of his dick (he feels that it’s too big, which fun fact for y’all! He made Talos’ dick smaller and it makes complete sense why because Ancient Greeks would view smaller penises as more attractive than bigger ones! The more you know, if you didn’t already)

But if you manage to deep throat him (judging by the size of his bulge, our boy is pretty well endowed) he will instantly N U T- and no, there is no warning, the feeling of the walls of your throat fluttering at the weight of his cock resting at the back of it will be enough to send him to the ninth heaven, let me tell you

If you give him a rim job he will be a mess

He’ll hold onto the sheets/cushions as he loses himself in the feeling of your hot tongue laving against him; groaning as he feels you poke inside of him

He’ll adamantly press his ass back against your mouth though

He’ll squirm when you start to finger him, blushing all the way down to his neck, it only getting deeper as you begin to add more fingers and scissor him to loosen the tight ring of muscle until he’s begging you to please, please put it in- please, oh, Gods, he needs your cock right now-

His head will snap back and he’ll arch his back as you enter him, slowly, marveling at the feeling of being filled by you as you leave him breathless

You can actually feel his entire body tremble as you bottom out, your balls flush against him as you give him time to adjust

He prefers doggy style when you top because he’s genuinely embarrassed of the possible faces he makes

The loudest he gets is groaning and even then it’s really not that loud

His entire body will tremble when he cums

If Heph bottoms it is A GOOD TIME IS WHAT I’M GETTING AT

(Top Hephaestus)

Just because he prefers to sub at the beginning doesn’t mean that he’ll never top, it just takes him a bit to warm up to it is all

When he does top, he prefers positioning you in a way where he can see your face, though he’ll completely understand if you’d prefer one where your facing away

On the topic of positions, he really, really likes the cowgirl (cowboy, in this case, I suppose-)

It gives him a chance to watch you bounce on him and feel the tight walls of your ass clench around him while allowing you to set the pace! It’s great and it’s practical- what’s better for an inventor like him then that????

He’ll treat you like a god: smoothing his hands over your chest and stomach, before caressing your hips before running a hand back up to your navel and following the path down to your erection where he can tease it with slow and gentle touches

He’s kind of afraid he’s going to break you, not gonna lie

Heph isn’t the best at oral, but he isn’t the worst either

He thinks it feels a little funky at first to have something in your mouth and he might just stick to sucking and you’ll definitely have to convince him to take more of you, because???? He has a gag reflex and he’s so afraid of accidentally throwing up on you, my dude, and then you’ll never want to have sex with him again- and what if you break up with him over this??? HE CAN’T HANDLE THAT-

There has to be a lot of communication and encouragements from you to him to get him to calm down

He’s eager to please, he’s just nervous he’s going to fuck up

He’s much, much better at fingering

Like, he knows how to hit your prostate just right that you’ll be seeing stars and it won’t even take him very long for him to find it

Once he does, he’ll hyper focus on it for a bit because he really likes the way your skin flushes when he does grind his fingers against it

You might be overstimulated before you start ngl

Once he’s done hyper focusing on your (poor) prostate, he’ll be very slow about entering you, because again, our boy is pretty big

But boy, does he feel amazing-

You can feel every vein as he presses into you and the stretch, even despite how much he stretched you with his fingers, still has that burn that quickly dissipates into pleasure

Once he bottoms out, he’s trembling to keep himself up and trying not to loose himself in the feeling of you

He starts out with soft, slow thrusts but if you ask/tell him to go faster he’ll for sure oblige

If he’s jealous he’ll be a tad rougher than normal; he might actually bite you if you don’t watch it

After Sex

He’ll be blissed out afterwards, his consciousnesses, seemingly, floating about in the clouds, no matter if he was top or bottom

But that doesn’t mean that he wouldn’t cater to your needs- you need a glass of water? On it. Need a towel to wash off? You want the yellow or the red one? You want to take a bath with him? He’s already got the water running

If you just want to cuddle afterwards though, he won’t be one to say no, but he will remind you that either he/you need to... clean yoursleves out it y’all didn’t use a condom (practice safe sex, my pals!) in a little bit

Even if you guys had sex a hundred times, he’d still get flustered about it

#KSLFJLSJDLKJDSLKFJS #THE FIRST TIME #I ALMOST CRIED BECAUSE I HAD THIS THING DONE #AND I SAVED IT AS A DRAFT AND TUMBLR #DELETED THE *ENTIRE THING*#hephaestus #housamo #housamo imagine #tokyo afterschool summoners #n/s/f/w #male reader #spicy #sfw #x reader

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HC’s for Ushijima, Bokuto, Kageyama, Nishinoya, & Kuroo with an S/O who fosters kittens / has lots of pets cats. Like sis just can’t seem to say no to an animal in need. How would they react?

Sure, anon! Hope you like it :’) I apologize for the inconsistent length, but I get more ideas for some characters than others at a time.

USHIJIMA

- He’s a dog person (confirmed by my group chat, very reliable source) so he’s used to more energetic pets. He does admit that your cats are very calming, and he finds himself smiling at the sounds of their purrs. All of your cats are drawn to him like a magnet, he doesn’t understand why and he sits with a stoic face, hands on his knees while dozens of cats are rubbing up against his legs, chest and one even found its way upon his head. He would remain as still as possible, hoping they find it comfortable up there.

- He’s not very talkative when playing with your cats, but you see the soft smile which graces his features at the funny antics of your furry friends. It’s all very calming, your favourite moments is during a rainy evening when Ushijima cuddles with you upon your couch and all your kitties join in on the love. (catch me crying in the club rn, your head is resting on his chest, legs intertwined, blanket over the both of you and your cats are scattered everywhere. One is nestled upon your feet, a few on the armrests and on top of the back while a very tiny kitten is curled up on Ushijima’s sternum, underneath his warm hand)

- He would spoil them a lot, bringing over treats and exotic-sounding food. The once he came over with cotton candy flavoured meat treats and you soon realized his obsession with strangely flavoured items. Each week he comes back with something weird and you fear that your cats won't like it but you give it to them anyway, to your surprise, they almost never turn their nose to it, and if they do, Ushijima is able to get them to eat it just by holding it out for them.

BOKUTO

- He’s surprised upon first visiting your home, only to be greeted by seemingly dozens of cats staring back at him. He lets out a sudden noise of excitement, causing all your furry friends to scatter in multiple directions. Yeah, they’re kinda scared of him and yes, Bokuto looks extremely dejected about it. The whole visit he attempts to warm up to your cats who keep a wary eye on him and pouts when none of them warms up to him. Feeling bad for him, you brought him your newest addition to your cat family which had been a tiny little kitten which you distanced from the rest. It had no power to fight back and instantly curled up into Bokuto’s chest. You swore his eyes grew misty and his smile was absolutely contagious.

- Eventually, your cats warm up to him after his constant visits and he never fails to bring them gifts. These include treats, toys and even costumes. He buys these all unironically, he’s genuinely so excited to see what they will look like in the cute sparkly dress he bought because his heart swelled upon first seeing it. Unwilling to disappoint, you dress up one of your more tamer cats in the outfit and Bokuto is almost brought to the verge of tears at how cute they look. He’s very enthusiastic when it comes to your babies :’)

- Frequently questions when you’re considering getting your next cat. You make the mistake of asking him if he would like to tag along with you and pick out a cat to foster, you return home with four additional kittens all snugly asleep in Bokuto’s arms. (...can ya’ll imagine seeing him carrying a bunch of sleeping kittens in his muscular AF arms... I-)

- Your love for cats is so endearing to Bokuto, he catches himself staring at you whilst you play with them, admiration gleaming within his eyes. Seeing you so gentle towards them makes his heart swell with pride at the thought that he managed to meet and date someone as loving and caring as you. He doesn’t even play his staring off as something else when you catch him and instead he openly admits what a lovely person you are. (your cat is sitting there like...human...proceed giving me attention with the delightful chase of the feather string...why do you love this owl-head anyway)

KAGEYAMA

- The only experience Kageyama has had when it comes to pets is his own fish which he sometimes forgets exists. This is proved canon by my group chat members and I. He’s pretty overwhelmed by the sheer amount of cats you have and finds himself awkwardly stroking one who comes up and rubs themselves against his legs. He looks a bit uncomfortable, not sure what to do. You help him ease up by putting your hand on top of his and guiding it over the soft fur of your cat.

- Kageyama finds your will to help cats admirable, not that he would do something like that himself, but he can tell a lot of hard work goes into it and he thinks you’re amazing for being able to cope. Many times he finds himself willing to help you clean up or even help bathe one of your cats. His hands are full of scratches afterwards and you feel sick to your stomach with guilt, only for him to offer you a small smile of reassurance and tell you he didn't mind - it was fun, in fact, seeing as he never had the opportunity to take care of his own pet in such a way before.

- He’s only close with one of your cats. For some reason, this cat eases him and whenever he comes over, he’s instantly greeted by the cat upon stepping through the door. The one time, you caught Kageyama falling asleep upon your bed with the cat curled up against his chest, both of them with seemingly content smiles. You managed to snag a picture and it will forever remain your profile picture because what on earth can top a sleeping Kageyama with his favourite cat snuggling on top of him. (me thinking about Kageyama cuddling with a cat.)

NISHINOYA

- Your poor cats.

- In the beginning, Nishinoya is in awe at how many cats you have. He doesn’t make an attempt to rush towards them but he definitely thinks their cute. He’s more interested in how he can entertain himself by playing with them. You show him some tricks they can do and he’s immediately hooked, oohing at every minor thing they do.

- “Whoa! that was so cool,,”

- “Uh..that wasn’t a trick.”

- Lowkey terrorizes your cats ngl. He’s gonna test out the theory that cats are afraid of cucumbers like he’s seen so many times on youtube and laugh his ass off when one of your cats jump nearly ten feet into the air. He records the whole thing and likely uploads it to social media. He likes to set up pranks for them. The one time you wanted to walk into the kitchen, only to find the entrance blocked off with clingwrap and all your cats sitting expectantly before it, their heads bouncing around in sync. Peering around the doorway, you find Nishinoya sipping on a milk box as he waves a toy around, holding back the snickers at how funny your cats look trying to get through.

- Overall, he thinks its really cool of you to do such a thing. Despite pulling pranks on your cats, he’s really endeared by them. Knowing how much you want to help, he often sends you posts he finds from animal shelters who are looking for foster homes. It makes you happy knowing he keeps your interests in mind when you’re away from each other.

- He’ll come over with catnip one day, saying he wants to see how high your cats can get. “Damn, pass the joint du-” *hiss* “I just want my hit, man.”

KUROO

- He’s in his element whenever he comes over to your house, your cats literally swarm around his feet upon barely taking a step inside the door. He’s their cat daddy, and you have zero say in the situation. Your cats probably like him more than you and you can’t even be mad at them tbh. Of course, you get a bit salty when your cats, which you have handpicked and rescued from a terrible fate, turn their nose to your cooing and tempting treats and instead find comfort in curling next to Kuroo who is watching youtube videos, not even making an effort to coax them into doing so.

- You have that one cat, the true OG, your loyal disciple who refuses to leave your side. They turn their head at Kuroo like he’s a walking infestation inside your house and they refuse to look at him with their nose up in the air. You don’t pick favourites, you love all your kitties equally, but you do find yourself loving that specific cat more during those moments. Kuroo doesn’t really mind, he just ruffles your hair teasingly and sarcastically comments that it’s good at least one of your cats love you. (yes, you did attack him with a pillow afterwards.)

- He truly doesn’t mind your mild obsession with cats. He loves them and they love him, with the exception of one. He doesn’t encourage you out of the blue but if you talk about potentially wanting to rescue a new cat he’s totally there to support you. This dude buys you so much cat food! You hardly need to go out and buy any, it’s like an unlimited supply. The one time he burst your front door open, carrying two bags of cat food over his shoulders whilst posing theatrically. “Come to me, my sweet children,” he says loudly over the deafening meow’s of your cats that circle his legs.

- He would likely ironically buy your cats these stupid looking costumes and dress them up with literal tears of laughter in his eyes. He lowkey makes fun of your cats and even YOU feel personally offended. But you gotta admit, he brings home really funny outfits and you feel bad for laughing at times. Kuroo is there for all the fun things, but as soon as it comes to bathing your cats or cleaning out litter boxes, he’s outta there.

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