#🥺 i keep seeing all of my friends talking together n having fun

[muzzlemouths]

i NEED to talk to my mutuals more. i'm so sorry i have the social integrity of a lamppost i swear im trying

#muzz mumbles #🥺 i keep seeing all of my friends talking together n having fun #and going ''that could be me!'' and then doing nothing about it #i know magmas are a good start but i never seem to catch them #and i feel weird not drawing w everyone when i do #and servers are too overwhelming for me most days #so im just sitting here in a puddle of my own consequences. whining. #wweeeehhhhhhhhhhhh #if you're my mutual i love u so so much. please believe me. i want to talk to you moreeee

[lucy90712]

Could you write something with Pedri? 🥺 Pedri and the reader had a relationship in the past, but counts on Pedri's mistakes they ended up separating. One night they meet in a nightclub and Pedri is jealous of her with another. So he tries reconcillation

WC: 2.0k

Pedri's POV

Breakups are never fun and most of the time they hurt but usually after a while you move on and find someone new or at least normal people do. However nearly two years on and I still haven't got over y/n. The worst part about it all is that I broke up with her so my pain is all my own fault. The two of us began dating not long after I moved to Barcelona and for a few months things were great we did everything together and I was truly falling for her. At some point things changed and we started fighting a lot about stupid things really but the fights were so constant that after a while it was clear neither of us were happy so I ended things. We were both so young that staying in an unhappy relationship didn't seem worth it but now I wish we just worked through things and grew together. 

Right after the break up I missed her a lot as she was always by my side supporting me and although over the last two years this has faded sometimes I still wish she was by my side during the big moments. Going to the World Cup all I could think about was how I wished she was there to experience it all with me as we had talked about me one day hopefully making it to a World Cup while we were together. So many little things still hurt me more than I ever thought they would even all this time later. My biggest regret up to this point is definitely letting her go as she was my world and now without her I don't feel whole. 

Occasionally I still look at her Instagram as we still follow each other but with the amount of people I follow it's hard to see her pictures on my feed. Over the years she has had a few different boyfriends while I haven't been with anyone else since as no one could ever compare to her. Seeing her with other guys isn't what hurts the most though it's seeing her so happy without me that kills me every time I look at her Instagram. She always seems to be having fun with her friends and smiling, genuinely smiling too which is something I took for granted during our time together. It's torture watching her enjoy her life without me but I can't stop myself as I have to know how she is and what's she's doing even though she isn't mine anymore. 

My friends are always trying to set me up with other girls which has never worked out but they keep pushing and I already know that tonight will end up the same. Like always we will go out and they will find a girl who they think would be good for me and inevitably I won’t like her and we will go round in circles. Despite that I'm still going to go with them as we are supposed to be celebrating the end of the season and I don't want to miss out on that.

On the way to the club I picked up Gavi and as we arrived a few of the other guys arrived at the same time so we all walked in together and met with everyone else who was going. We all sat down and tried to talk for a while and I actually started to enjoy myself as I was just left alone and not forced to talk to anyone even though there was a lot of pretty girls in the club. At some point a few of the guys disappeared to go get drinks or go and talk with a group of girls but I stayed put and enjoyed my own evening celebrating with the guys that already have girlfriends. For once I was actually enjoying a night out as my mind wasn't always thinking about y/n and the stupid mistakes I made which led to me losing the girl of my dreams forever. 

My nice enjoyable night out didn't last much longer as it was ruined by Gavi coming back over laughing and getting me to look at some of the guys who were attempting to flirt with a group of girls. He clearly wasn't interested in any of them but Ansu, Balde, Ferran and Eric clearly were as even from a distance it was obvious they were trying to get these girls attention. I must admit it was funny to see them so desperate for these girl's attention even though on a normal day a few girls will willingly give them their numbers. It quickly turned to not being so funny anymore when I caught a glimpse of the girl Alejandro was flirting with. Straight away she looked familiar and then I saw that smile, a smile I could identify from a mile away. He was flirting with y/n and of course he didn't know that as I try not to bring her up too much as it hurts to talk about my mistakes but it hurts even more seeing someone else flirt with her right in front of my eyes especially one of my teammates. 

"Are you ok man?" Gavi asked 

"Umm yeah I'm good" I lied 

"Ok I know that's not true somethings bothering you just tell me what's up" he said 

"Ale's flirting with y/n" I stated simply 

"Who's that?" He asked 

"She's the girl I've mentioned that I dated when I was younger we broke up but I've regretted it ever since, she's the reason you guys can never get me to go on a date with another girl" I explained 

"Oh if I'd have known I would've stopped him flirting with her" he said 

"It's ok it was a few years ago I should really move on" I said 

"No if you still love her you should try and talk to her you never know she could still have feelings for you come on you are getting your girl back" he demanded 

Your POV

Usually on girls nights I will let loose a bit more and forget about everything going in in my life but tonight that's been harder than it usually is. For the last few days all I've seen is my ex boyfriends face plastered everywhere because his team just won la liga. For some this might be a bit annoying but they would get over it for me it's just painful. We didn't have the best end to our relationship as we just kind of gave up on each other after we went through a rough patch with fighting all the time and that's when Pedri ended things. To this day I still wish we had just been less stubborn and actually talked to each other so we could work through our issues but it's too late now. Seeing Pedri's face everywhere living his best life is what's been difficult this last week as my life has been tough. I just started a new and very stressful job and recently lost a family member and all I want to do is share my worries with Pedri like I always did when we were together. 

In an attempt to cheer myself up I've found myself letting this guy flirt with me and maybe flirting back a little. I mean I've had a few boyfriends since Pedri and I broke up but none of those relationships lasted very long as the guys either cheated on me or I got over them pretty quickly. This guy however seemed pretty nice he looked a little familiar but with the lighting in the club coupled with having drunk a bit I couldn't work out where I knew him from. As he was nice enough I didn't worry about where I knew him from as let's be honest after tonight I'm not going to see him again so why not have a bit of fun. The guy quickly told me his name was Alejandro and asked if he could buy me a drink which I couldn't say no to so we went to the bar together to get some drinks and kept chatting. I must say Alejandro was very charming but I'm not stupid I know what he really wants but for tonight I'm willing to play along as it's a bit of fun and I need more of that in my life. 

I was enjoying myself as Alejandro put a hand on my waist and pulled me a bit closer until it gave me a view over his shoulder. Straight away I locked eyes with Pedri who was coming towards me from across the room and I just panicked. I pulled away from Alejandro instantly and tried to get away not wanting to face reality but a hand grabbed mine to stop me getting too far. I didn't even need to look to know that it was Pedri's hand in mine as our hands fit together so perfectly just like they used to when we were together. As he pulled me back towards him I could smell his cologne which brought me right back to the date nights we used to have together when we would get dressed up even if it was just to go to McDonald's as we didn't have a care in the world. He continued to pull me away from the crowd as we headed towards the door and out the back of the club where there was no one else was around. 

"As much as it's nice to see you again I have to know why do we have to talk out here?" I questioned lightheartedly 

"Because I want to have a proper conversation" he said 

"So um how have you been?" He asked 

"I won't lie I could be better life's tough at the moment but I'm getting through it what about you you must be thrilled to have won the league" I said 

"Yeah it was cool but I'm going to be completely honest I kind of wish you were there to celebrate it with me" he admitted 

For a few seconds I couldn't believe what he just said. He missed me too. This whole time if we'd have just talked to each other the endless pain could've been prevented. My head was spinning with so many thoughts but I knew I needed to say something before Pedri got worried. 

"Do you miss me" was all I managed to say 

"Yeah I do I miss you constantly I always wish that we never broke up you were the one for me and I ruined it" he said 

"I miss you too nothing has been the same without you" I admitted 

"I don't want to take things too quickly and ruin them again but would you like to give things another go this time we will communicate better and work through any problems I just can't go on in life without you" Pedri said 

"I'd love to try this again with a clean slate" I said 

Both of us were beaming as we walked back into the club hand in hand. We both said goodbye to our friends before heading out of the club so that Pedri could drive me home. Neither of us needed to be out any more as we already got more than we could have ever wished for when leaving the house this evening. When we arrived back at my place together instinctively our lips found each other and we shared our first kiss in nearly two years but it was just as magical as our first if not even better as we are no longer awkward teenagers. As we want to take things slowly and do them right this time we didn't go any further but as he left Pedri promised me a second first date which only made me more excited for what's to come from our reunion. 

#pedri imagines #pedri gonzalez imagine #pedri gonzalez imagines #pedri imagine #pedri

[jangsxntiger]

[ Meeting The Group For The First Time w/ Seungmin ] -

Warnings: None

AFAB Reader

A/N: My first ever request?! 🥺

Summary: You're Seungmin's long-distance girlfriend and you finally meet the rest of Stray Kids

Masterlist

It had taken weeks of pestering and poking fun for the group to draw it out from Seungmin that he was seeing someone. It had taken even longer to convince him to talk about you, your name, your favourite things, how you were managing the distance between you. By the time he begrudgingly let Changbin, egged on by Hyunjin, say hello over FaceTime, you had been together for a little while. That is how it continued - precious phone calls in the middle of the night, friends occasionally waving over Seungmin’s shoulder as they briefly ask how you’re keeping, before Seungmin scurried to his bedroom to steal what little time you have to talk for himself. It was difficult, but it worked.

But, Seungmin had been different for a week or two - animated, loud, unlike himself in more ways than one. It was Chan who noticed first and was almost worried; he hadn’t heard your voice filtering from beneath Seungmin’s door for a little while, or caught sight of your face filling his phone screen over FaceTime. He couldn’t help but think the worst. When he found five minutes, he asked Seungmin casually how you were doing, whether you’d finished that project he had mentioned was keeping you busy and Seungmin replied so coolly, so calmly that Chan almost overlooked what he said. ‘Y/N is coming to visit. She’s flying out at the end of the month.’ 

If Chan hadn’t glanced at Seungmin’s face, he might have missed the shade of sangria painting his features, the smile he was seemingly trying to downplay. He repeated Seungmin’s words, ‘Oh, she’s coming to Korea?’

It was T-minus five minutes until the entire group knew and Seungmin had Changbin poking at his sides and Jeongin pacing at the foot of his bed. But, Seungmin shrugged the teasing off and chose to ignore the constant questioning of whether they would meet you until after he’d spoken to you. He had laid down a strict set of rules over dinner - if they wanted you to visit the dorm, and only if you wanted to, they would have to at least tidy the place first. There was to be no embarrassing him and, under all circumstances, a shirt was to be worn by each and every member for each and every minute of your visit. As much as they half-heartedly protested, he trusted them to make you feel welcome. 

He counted the days until your arrival and whilst he wanted to tell the others to stick it for the constant teasing that followed, Seungmin couldn’t deny how excited he was for your visit. For the first few days, his friends barely saw or received so much as a message from him. With an empty schedule, he made sure to spend every moment with you, showing you around the city, taking you to his favourite places, and catching up on everything that the distance between you had made difficult. Eventually, Jisung caught him in the hallway of the dorm before Seungmin left for your hotel and asked when they would meet you. 

At first, he darted around the question and he might have avoided answering at all if Chan hadn’t materialised to put forward a better argument. ‘I think Jisung means that we want to meet the person who is making you happy.’

So Seungmin found himself guiding you through the dorm, his hand a constant in your own, firm as if you might slip away if he lets go. He isn’t certain who is more apprehensive, you or him. He knows that his heart is thrumming in his chest, but he is not sure if it is nerves or the very fact he has you at his side after all this time causing it. The group is in the living room, even from the other side of the dorm he can hear Jisung and he almost winces because how can one person be so loud? A fleeting glance in your direction, a smile somewhere between excitement and uncertainty, and he presses on along the hallway. When he had asked whether you wanted to finally meet those who had been interrupting your calls for the past few months, you had immediately agreed – these were Seungmin’s closest friends, almost his brothers, and you wanted nothing more than to properly meet them. 

You’re almost at the kitchen when a door opens and suddenly you’re face to face with Felix and this really isn’t how you planned to meet the first of Seungmin’s friends - almost walking into one another. Maybe Felix is as surprised as yourself, but he doesn’t show it, shyly smiling and saying hello. Seungmin had mentioned how quiet Felix can be around fresh faces and to put him at ease, you squeeze Seungmin’s hand and tell Felix how lovely it is to finally meet him. He laughs quietly and briefly acknowledges Seungmin, before continuing to the living room. Part of you might have liked a moment to collect yourself, to lean into Seungmin and level your breathing, but Felix is kindly holding the door open for you both and Seungmin is stepping forward because if he doesn’t go now, he might be too shy to bring you back later. 

So you enter the living room, half-tucked behind Seungmin’s shoulder and the room wants to fall silent, only Chan knows better. A single glance in your direction and he is standing, trying to make himself seem a little less broad and big as he moves a little closer to welcome you into the space. ‘It’s nice to finally have you here,’ Chan says, those sitting nearby nodding in agreement, he adds with a glimpse to Seungmin, ‘He can finally stop talking about it.’

The pressure seems to suddenly alleviate - Chan is laughing as he returns to his seat and you watch as the others begin to smile too and all the while, you’re faintly aware of Seungmin lowering his head to your shoulder as to hide his face. It is cute to see him so flustered, even at the teasing of his friends and as much as you want to add to it a little yourself, Changbin is nudging Hyunjin’s shoulder and telling him to move along the sofa to make space for you to sit. It is as if you have always been here as you take a seat, their attention returning to the video game filling the television screen. 

Felix quietly asks how you’re finding your trip, how different it is from home and your anxiety seems to slowly dissipate. As you tell him how much you’re enjoying yourself, you softly squeeze Seungmin’s knee – as beautiful as his country is, it is him that you love. After a while, Hyunjin pulls his phone from his pocket and shares the embarrassing photograph he had snapped of Seungmin a few weeks ago. Seungmin sighs and accepts his fate, hiding his head in his hands and he too has the feeling that it has always been this way, that you have always been at his side. 

#stray kids #stray kids drabbles #stray kids x reader #stray kids imagines #seungmin #seungmin imagines #seungmin x reader #seungmin x y/n #seungmin x you #skz imagines #skz seungmin #seungmin fluff #stray kids fluff

[ch1lde-mora]

sdjfso hello!!! shanna's here to bother you with another request!!! because well we're [peace sign] not doing good up there in the ol' nogging umu but could i maybe get some soft ch//ya hcs with holding hands maybe,,, i want someone to hold my hand (v pls hold my hand qwq ilysm i hope you're doing well)

HII SHANNA!!! Im so sorry ur brain isnt brbrbrbr-ing,, shakes brain i hope you feel better soon!! it looks like u want poly but i’m gonna do both a la carte & poly because the brain is just feeling it rn [hearts x5] (HOLDS UR HAND ILYSM ;V; i’ve been better but still not that bad!!) thank u sm sm shanna~!! xoxo, v (edit 3 months later: ik ur probably out n about and feeling better but i wanted to get this out for you!! ur such a sweet person ty for giving me this req)

(edit, ONE YEAR AND 6 MONTHS LATER: wow i really thought i got this out and i didn’t.. Time to make things right 💪 EXTREMELY SORRY FOR THE DELAY WAAAAAH ;;)

they r in my heart forever i love these two

Poly

Childe’s definitely in the middle of you two when you all hold hands

Swings your hands back and forth and tries to walk faster, but Kaeya won’t let you guys LOL

Hums his fav snezhnayan song if you’re lucky!

Interlocks all of your fingers too

Kaeya is more chill when you guys are all together, content with just lacing fingers and walking (albeit slowly) to wherever you need to go

If childe’s not humming you guys will usually talk quietly amongst yourselves just about common things like the groceries or plans with friends later

He would never tell you, but Childe really enjoys all the simple domestic stuff you guys get to enjoy like this

Kaeya usually rubs the fingers of whoever’s hand he’s holding (in this case, Childe’s) with his thumb as you guys walk and doesn’t comment on it, mention it or expect anyone to mention it at all. It’s just something that he does

When sitting at a table, they will have you in the middle holding hands under said table

It’s really funny trying to eat/drink this way 

Because when they try to let go to actually eat you might look at them with those pleading puppy eyes just screaming “don’t let go 🥺” 

Either you’re serious about this whole hand holding thing or you’re just being a sly bitch to make this experience a whole lot more hilarious but regardless, they don’t let go and resign to eating with one hand

It’s not practical at all and I don’t see it happening very often but when you want attention, who are they to deny?

Bonus: if you’re holding both of their hands, they will feed you with their free hands 

“Need a little help? Do you perhaps have your hands full?”

(lmk if you want a one-shot format in the future because this was so fun to write)

Childe

Holds your hand anytime he cannot hold your waist, which is often

He’s always trying for some sort of physical contact, whether that be an arm over the shoulder, around the waist, yet if those are unachievable he opts to go hand in hand with you down the street

He holds your hand shopping, he holds your hand if you guys are driving and at a red light, he holds your hand up elevators or just up STAIRS IN GENERAL?

Always rationalizing his thoughts with  “What if they fall. I should keep them from falling. I should hold their hand” when in reality he just wants to be close to you

Usually holds your hand with your fingers interlaced

If you reach out to hold hands first his cheeks might go a little rosy if he wasn’t expecting it

When in an open field like a park or clearing in a forest, he will sometimes take both of your hands and just spin you and him around like he used to do with his siblings in the snow

Sometimes if it’s really hot and you guys can’t cuddle in bed, he’ll just hold your hand instead

“Don’t you always want to hold and touch things that you love? I know I do.”

Kaeya

I see Kaeya as more of a person that wants a little bit more personal space when out and about, but he wouldn’t object if you initiated first

In private he would hold your hand shamelessly, but prefers to link arms if possible

I think he would charm you and ask if you wanted to hold his hand then be surprised when you actually did it

He’s held hands tons of times before (duh) but he feels like it’s more special when it’s with the one that he loves

There’s also that feeling of doing something so simple and “first-base” with someone you love that puts butterflies in your stomach when you do it for the first time in awhile

That’s what he feels like when he feels your hand in his

Doesn’t interlace his fingers but rather just grips your hand with a firm but not too tight hold

Because of his fingerless gloves and the spikes on the wrists of them, he gets a little bit scared they might poke you

Of course, the ever confident Kaeya keeps that to himself and says nothing about it, and it literally doesn’t end up ever being an issue

If you rub his hand with your thumb, he notices and fixates on it but doesn’t mention it, thinking about it for the rest of the day when he has to eventually depart for his work

“Hm.. Perhaps we should do this more often. What do you think?”

#genshin impact #chaeya x reader #chxxya #childe #kaeya #kaeya x reader #kaeya x childe x reader #childe x reader #headcanons #hcs #gi hcs #request #super late #i'm so sorry again #hope you're doing well #enjoy #requests are open #!!!

[just-my-type-x]

Can you write something where Brad tells the reader about his insecurities and then he says she's the girl he's been waiting for?

My Day One

When i tell you this imagine hit different while writing it cuz i was listening to Cherry Blossom.. My baby 🥺

Pic from ig

Brad's POV

I rest my elbows on the kitchen counter and hold my head with my hands. I sigh and brush my fingers through my hair. I walk around the kitchen with a beer in my hand and sit on the couch. I'm restless today and i have a really good reason for it. I'm feeling jealous, I'm uncomfortable.. I'm insecure. Everyone feels like that sometimes, but i haven't felt that way in a long time. For a while, in the past, i ignored all signs of being insecure and unsafe about myself, but I've hit rock bottom. It's been four months since y/n and i have been dating and everything is so beautiful, we're always there for each other and she makes me very happy. But these past days I've felt like i don't deserve any of this. I've felt like everything is going to turn on me just like it did every time. And I'm scared. I'm scared that this time I'm going to lose someone so special i know i'll never recover from. She's my everything, she's all i ever wanted, but I'm insecure about her hurting me, just like the others did. Every now and then, especially when i was single, i remembered how much love and effort i put in my past relationships, yet i received something close to nothing. A few days ago i decided that i should take things slowly with y/n, to see if she really has something for me or she's just using me. I treated her almost like a new-made friend, i barely held her hand when we went out or barely saw her. I know it's wrong, but now i know karma is paying me back. She's in college still and she has a guy best friend that she keeps hanging out with. Of course i didn't tell her, nor will i, to drop her friendships for me, because it's not fair. She posted a video on her story of the two of them being all giggly and having fun together. I sighed and tossed my phone into the pillows. Ever since this afternoon, I've been questioning everything about myself, wondering if I'm good enough for her.

I hear a knock on the door and walk fast to open it.

"Hi", i greet y/n and i give her a smile. She greets me back and smiles quick at me, entering beside me. I look down as i close the door. "Fuck", i whisper and twist the key to lock the door. "How was your day, princess?", i scratch the back of my head.

"Oh, you care now?", she scoffs and throws her backpack on the couch, putting a hand on her forehead as the backpack falls on the floor. I hold back my laughter.

"I always care", i take a few steps closer to her

"Didn't seem like it for a while now. You push me away. I'm sorry I'm not a movie star or a celebrity like you're used to dating, but i have a heart too and it hurts to see I'm not fulfilling your choices in women anymore", her voice cracks and my heart skips a beat. If i only knew how i made her feel...

"What? Darling, you're talking nonsense right now. I want you and only you, i don't care what you do for a living.", i pause to look at her reaction. I sigh,sadness feeling me up. "You and Zach seemed really happy today."

"Brad... We're just friends", she takes my hands in hers. "i just found it funny and posted it."

"I thought you were trying to get back at me for these past days", i bring her closer, pulling her into my arms. "I was so scared that-", i pause, my voice cracking. She pulls back and looks up at me, seeing a tear drop on my cheek. She's quick to wipe it away with her thumb.

"Bradley, baby, what's going on? It's not the first time i post something with Zach. What's gotten into you?", she studies my face carefully

"I'm just.. I was.. I don't know, love. I don't feel like myself at all. I thought i pushed you so far away from me that you found interest in somebody else already. And that you wouldn't want us to get through any problems that we have.", i sigh

"We don't have any problems. You created one, tho. I'm not going to sugar coat you. Because i prefer being bluntly honest with you. I'm not here to have a childish relationship and i know you're not either.", she takes my hand and we walk to the couch, her kicking the backpack further from her sitting spot. I smile at her.

"No, I'm not here for a childish relationship, but i will own up to the fact that i acted childish. We've been dating for a few months and I'm afraid I'm hurrying things again.", her face turns sad and I'm quick to grab her face and kiss her. "I'm afraid you're going to grow cold next to me too.", i glue my forehead to hers and i close my eyes, holding back new forming tears. She opens her mouth to talk, but i cut her off. "I'm insecure, ok? I've been through this thing countless times. When i thought everything was perfect, i was dumped or the relationship started going downhill from there. I guess i didn't want to attach myself again. I got afraid of being heartbroken again. Because this time.. ", my voice cracks again and i sigh.

"This time what, love?", y/n asks and cups my face with her hands. I press my cheek harder on her palm. I take a deep breath and open my eyes, locking them with hers. Her eyes are sparkling, reminding me once again how much i love seeing them almost every day and how much strength they give me.

"This time i won't be able to get over it. I love you too much. I love you. Like crazy. And I'm so insecure with myself. I feel like i wreck everything every time, that's why I'm single so often. I feel like i can make anyone love me. I'm doing so many things wrong and people decide to leave me. I don't know how to manage my love life so i could receive what i give. There's a flaw in me and I'm afraid you're going to see that too.", i reposition myself on the couch, wiping a tear from the corner of my eye amd she does the same to a tear.

"Brad, how can i tell you that you're so wrong for saying everything you've just said?", her voice crack and i feel a tear falling on my face. "You're not wrong for loving someone. You're not wrong for wanting to be loved back at least the same way that you do. And wrecking things? Love, you are so chill with everything, you allow so many things, how can you say that?", she laughs. I chuckle. "Your exes don't come near me, babe. I don't resonate with them in any way and I'm going to fight hard, every day, every night, to give you the same love and appreciation you give me. I will fight hard to make you the happiest man alive, because you make me the happiest woman alive and yiu deserve the whole fucking world for how amazing you are. "

I cup her face and kiss her hard, breathing heavily into the kiss when both of us are out of breath. I brush my nose on hers. "I've been waiting for you for such a damn long time. But the whole waiting game proved to pay off. I'm so happy with you, love. And I'm so sorry I've been an ass these past days."

"I love you so fucking much, Bradley. There are no words to describe how I'm feeling about you, but in this lifetime, I'll make sure to make you feel like you deserve.", she kisses me as hard as before, biting and sucking on my bottom lip.

"I would marry you right now", i say breathless

"Weren't you just talking about taking things slowly?"

"Shut up and kiss me"

#brad simpson #the vamps #brad simpson imagine #brad simpson smut

[willowfolksong]

I'm not the original requester but the bonten x model reader headcanons were divine✨😩

So I'll take you up on the offer instead and very kindly request the same prompt for the missing tenjiku members! If you'd like to of course <3

Have a great day and don't forget to drink water xx

The Tenjiku guys dating a model

- Tenjiku x Reader

- NSFW (minors dni)

a/n: hiiiiii anon!!! Thank you so much for your words 🥺✨ I'm extremely happy to comply, and so here's part two with the Tenjiku boys. I hope you enjoy and always let me know what you think! Have a day as beautiful as you and always take the rest you deserve ✨❤

Love,

Willow ❄

Requests are open! ❄

[The Bonten guys dating a model]

Izana Kurokawa

💎 Your manager recommends you to keep your relationship with Izana under the radar, reasoning that the least you need is to be associated with the leader of a criminal organization. However, Izana is not having any of that.

💎 He's possessive to a sick degree, always carefully following your every move. Soon you have one of his men as a body guard, and there always seems to be people from Tenjiku around. No one ever directly addresses the issue, but soon magazines and other media start to link you with the famous criminal boss.

💎He hates every interview, every show go, every photoshoot. You're for his eyes only. He owns you, since the first time your eyes met across the club.

💎When you two are along, you never know what to expect. It can be a sweet, gentle loving Izana that worships your body and makes sure you're completely spent by the time the next day comes. He'll make the room your little sanctuary, making love to you slowly, only to hug you after, burying his face in your chest, asking you to hold him. In those rare moments, he'll tell you stories about his siblings, about his childhood and his dreams of one day, maybe, having a family of his own— while his eyes bore into yours with an intensity that makes you believe he would leave everything behind to start a new future with you, if only you asked him to.

💎But the rest of the time, he's ruthless. Pining you to the bed, ass up and nothing but the stinging feeling of his hand on your butt. Izana loves to mark you.

"Izana, please..." you sob, burying your face on the sheets as your boyfriend fucks you violently from behind.

You ache for relief, after all the times he has left you hanging.

But he does it again, stopping all together and pushing his sweaty hair away from his face. You can't see the manic look on his eyes, nor the way he leans over you, his lips so close to your ear.

You can only feel.

"That's not how I told you to call me, whore" he says, and grabs your head to tilt it back with a groan "Try it again"

"Please..."

"You won't cum today, unless you do" he warns you, and his hips give an experimental roll that leaves you huffing, eyes rolling back.

"Please, sir"

Only then does Izana straightens his back, loosely grabbing your hips and licking his bottom lip.

"Now move your hips and make yourself cum on my cock"

Shion Madarame

💎 You meet him at a party in a club. You weren't looking for some fun, you were just there because it was one of your friend's from the agency's birthday. And so bored out of your mind, you lift your eyes and find his across the dancefloor.

💎 He ends up fucking you in the bathroom, your hips bouncing on his lap while he seats in one of the toilets, whispering dirty stuff in your ear.

💎You don't know how he manages to get your number after that— especially since you're a celebrity. But he does. And won't leave you alone until you two meet again.

💎 Your relationship is based on amazing sex, and the power he has to make you feel free. You spend your days being careful, smiling for the cameras and trying to be on your best behavior for your fans. With Shion, you can be anything you want.

💎 He loves dirty talking. Calling you a whore, taunting you, making you lose your composure. You've never had someone degrade you like that— and you love it. With him, you're not the perfect model that appears on magazines, you're nothing but his slut, one that would do anything and everything.

"There you go. Just like that...— fuck, you take my cock like you were meant for it" he groans, his hips moving in tandem with yours.

He has you doubled over the bathroom's counter, and you would smile at the fact that you two have history in places like that, if it wasn't because his cock inside you doesn't lets you think clearly.

"I was made for your cock" you answer instead, moaning loudly, as his fingers dig on the skin of your hips, where there's a little hidden tattoo of a lion he convinced you to have, so you could match.

He laughs, and his eyes find yours in the mirror "Moaning like that... do you want people to hear us?" he asks, and leans forward to grab your chin on his hand, his eyes never leaving yours "Is that what you want? For everyone in the party to hear how I fuck your brains out in the bathroom?"

"Yes!" you scream, and he bites behind your ear. Hard "That's what I want!"

His smirk promises he'll have you moaning even louder sooner.

Yasuhiro Muto

💎 He treats you like a queen from the moment you two meet, and you sometimes even forget you're dealing with an actual criminal.

💎 You feel safe, and protected, and arriving to every place with his arm around your waist is always the best feeling.

💎 He loves to watch you, to see you model and dressed on pretty clothes. And one day, he confesses to you in bed that he always found you incredibly beautiful.

💎When you finally convince him to go with you to a photoshoot, he spends the whole two hours staring straight at you, eyes never leaving your face. Yasuhiro doesn't moves from his spot on the couch by the corner, and his eyes bore into yours every time you turn around and smile for the picture— but in reality is just for him. Cigarette hanging from his mouth, his arms on the back of the couch, you can only think about crawling to his lap.

💎He makes love to you slowly, and passionate, making sure to tend to all your needs. His favorite thing in he world is having you between his legs, sucking him off, while he promises to take care of you right after.

"Right there, good girl" he praises you, grabbing the back of your neck in one hand and pushing you closer to the base of his cock. You look at him, teary eyed and flushed all the way down to your niples, and he sighs contentedly, leaning his back against the chair "You always suck me off so good. Just there, just— yeah... suck on the tip"

When you do, putting all your effort into it, he groans and hosts you up, sitting you on his lap.

"What's wrong?" you ask him, and he traces your bottom lip with his finger before sliding his other hand down to play with your nipples.

"Is my turn to take care of you now"

Kisaki Tetta

💎You're not sure if Kisaki is even capable of actually loving someone, but you just can't stay away from him.

💎 He pulls you, draws you towards him with his words and his charm. He always seems to know what you want to hear, and when.

💎You don't know about love, but you're sure that he has developed a slight obsession with you.

💎 He tries to keep you away from your friends the most, and he dislikes when you go to other celebrities parties and events. You have a feeling that deep down he's incredibly insecure, borderline neurotic, because he wants to be the only one you pay attention to.

💎 He never denies disliking what you do, always finding time to tell you how much he hates that you're in every billboard around the city, while he's buried deep inside you.

"Do you like that?" he asks you, even when you can't answer with his hand covering your mouth. "Do you like being up there, for everyone to see it? Do you get off on that?" you're going to shake your head no, but then his hips are moving faster against yours, and your eyes roll to the back of your head in ecstasy. "One day...— fuck... one day I'm going to make sure they all se who's the one you come back every night"

Hajime Kokonoi

💎Hajime is incredibly reluctant to get involved with you at first, because of his past and everything that happened with Akane.

💎 You still manage to crawl inside his chest and stay there, and when he finds himself looking for any picture he can of yours in magazines he doesn't even reads, or watching shows he wouldn't before just to see if you're on them, he knows he's a goner.

💎 His attentions start slow, measured and content. He tries to think about you the less possible, only calling to see you when he just cant stand being apart from you any longer.

💎However, that soon changes. When he falls, he falls hard, and is sudenly faced with the terrible feeling that he could lose you at any moment— celebrities having such a high exposure life.

💎 He won't let that happen to you. He won't lose the love of his life again, and so he makes his personal goal to always keep you safe.

"I won't lose you" he whispers in your ear, once you're asleep in his arms after an intense lovemaking session "I won't lose you. Not you. That won't happen again. You're never leaving my side"

Shuji Hanma

💎You're the only thing he doesn't thinks he could get bored of.

💎 He yearns for you in a way he never did for anyone, and it doesn't help the fact that he can see your face everywhere: every poster, every magazine, every billboard on the street.

💎 And so he's usually pleasuring himself, a crumpled picture of you modeling some pretty clothes in his free hand, because the urge can become just too much, and he just can't wait enough to see you.

💎 He fucks you at a frenzy, wild rhythm that always leaves you exhausted and sore all over. And you know he's especially enthusiastic after a fight, when he comes to you covered in blood and his eyes are full of fire. Those are the times where he takes you the hardest, your loud moans only music to his ears.

💎And then always after, he falls into your arms with ease, content with closing his eyes and basking in the smell of your hair.

"I want to stay in this bed forever" he tells you, and you smile and pet his hair.

"Really?"

"I have you here. I can fuck you whenever I want. What more do I even want? We just need someone to do stuff for us. Bring food an stuff"

You silence him with a kiss, and soon he's pining you on the bed again.

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[nostxlgia18]

Queen of his heart

Pairing: Dad!Chris Evans × ExWife!Reader

Summary: You doubt your relationship to high extents but Chris makes sure to clear all your doubts.

Warning: Sad :( leads to Fluff

A/n: sorry it's a long chapter....🥺

Chris and you have been separated for the past year now. The divorce was heartbreaking and painful for the both of you, from spending 8 whole years in love with each other to suddenly staying in separate houses, having conversations only related to your four-year-old son.

Eventually, Chris moved on. He now has a girlfriend but you on the other hand were still devastated. Chris will always be the love of your life no matter what. He would always keep his girlfriend away from you and never talk about her when with you. You both had a hard time trying to adjust your son to your situation, he would always cry asking why you weren't coming with them to Chris's house. But, whenever Mason spent time with his dad, she would be there. Your son would always tell you how cool and fun Aunty Lily is. Your heart would break every time you heard her name but you had no other choice but to deal with it.

Mason was spending the weekend with his father and you called your best friend over for a sleepover. "So...Mason seems pretty excited" Y/b/f/n radiantly said. "Yeah, he is always excited. They are going to build some toy together I guess" you chuckled while checking everything in Mason's bag.

"Mason!" you heard a voice yell from the living room, you could recognize that voice anywhere. Chris was here.

"Hey" you greeted him. "Mason's changing he'll be out quick" you continued. "Oh okay, hey Y/b/f/n!" Chris acknowledged your friend. Y/b/f/n waved back without giving him much attention. "Umm do you want something to drink?" you offered. "No that's fine, I actually wanted to talk to you about something" Chris murmured. "Okay?" you took your seats on the couch.

"I wanted to plan a trip to Palm Springs with Mason" he declared not wanting to look into your eye for some reason. "Umm...I don't know, he's never been that far without me" you hesitated to send your baby alone to trip without you. "He'll be fine, just ask him. please?" Chris pleaded. "Oka---".

"Dada!!!!" Mason's excited yell stopped you mid-sentence. "Hey buddy, you excited for the weekend?" Chris picked him up making Mason sequel "Yess yes yes I am".

"Mommy, Daddy's going to give me so many toys" Mason came running to you. "Yes baby, I know" you pecked his cheek and your eyes shifted to Chris. 'Ask him' he mouth you. As much as you hated the idea of Mason spending time with Chris's girlfriend, you had to ask him once.

"Sweetie" you called a preoccupied Mason, "Umm do you want to go on a long trip with Dada? without mommy" you made sure to mention the last part. "Will aunty Lily be there too?" Mason asked. "I don't know buddy...maybe" Chris replied immediately. "Then I will go with Dada" Mason exclaimed. You were stunned at his response. Chris could see the colour draining of your face as soon as Mason asked whether Lily would be there. He knew something was wrong but wasn't sure what.

"Umm, I think we should leave!" Chris picked up Mason's bag. "Yay! Bye, mommy, I love you" Mason pecked your check and ran out of the door without waiting for your reply. Chris kept looking at your face for some response but got nothing. He smiled at Y/b/f/n and left the house.

"Y/n, you okay?" Your best friend shook you by the shoulders. Tears started to well up in your eyes and made their way out too. "Oh my god, Y/N! What's wrong?" Y/b/f/n held onto you tight. You sobbed uncontrollably. "Y/n?" you could hear the confusion in Y/b/f/n's voice.

"It's happening. It's happening!".

"What...what's happening?".

"I'm going to be all alone" Your voice cracked. "Y/n, please speak clearly what are you talking about?" your friend asked. "She's pulling Mason away from me too!" you sobbed. "Jesus Y/n! It's nothing like that" your friend assured.

"It is! Mason would never ever go out without me even with Chris. Now look at him, he agreed to go to Palm Springs cause she was going to come. The other day he asked while going to sleep if Lily was his new mommy" you fell on the couch with your hands on your face.

"What!! what did you say?".

"Nothing, before I could reply he dozed off. I'm telling you I'll be all alone. Chris left me and Mason will too" you whispered.

"Bullshit Y/n, Mason is your son. You mean so much to him, he wouldn't even last a day without you in Palm Springs, I'm telling you. Chris is going to call to inform you that they are on their way back, this is what's going to happen" Y/b/f/n claimed and hugged you tight, trying to tell you that you have all her support and love no matter what.

Someone's phone went off by the door, leaving both of you in shock. "Chris! Mason!" you heard your friend say. You wiped all your tears trying to look presentable. "Mason let's go get some snacks," Y/b/f/n said leaving with your son who was confused thinking why his mommy was crying. You knew Y/b/f/n would take care of Mason's state.

You still haven't glanced towards him, just heard footsteps come your way and the couch dipped beside you.

"Y/n!" Chris mumbled, you tried your best not to burst into tears again but failed miserably. Chris wrapped his arms around you tightly. Your tears destroying his shirt but his only concern was to make sure the women he loves to be okay. He kept kissing the side of your head again and again. "shh here look at me!" he cupped your face in his hands wiping the tears off your cheeks.

"Mason just has one mommy, that's you, darling. Nobody else can ever take that place. And as to the place in my heart, the queen of that territory can only be you" Chris confessed gazing deeply into your eyes. "But--".

"No, let me finish. I have loved you all along, I thought maybe dating someone else can distract me from the biggest mistake I made in life. Divorcing you. But, nothing will ever work I know. I love you so much Y/n. Please don't cry, I feel so bad to be the reason for them. I --".

You cut him off pulling his face near yours, pressing your lips together in a passionate kiss.

"I love you too" you whispered pulling away from the kiss.

"Mommy!" Mason came running to you guys and took a seat on your lap nuzzling his face in your neck "I love you" you heard him say.

"Aww baby, I love you too!" you replied back, embracing him.

"Dada, will mommy come with us on the long trip?" Mason asked his father. "Mommy?" Chris looked at you for a reply. Your eyes shifted to your best friend who was standing by the door, smiling and nodding her head.

"Yeah baby, Mommy will join you guys too" you stated.

"Yayy!" Mason stretched his little hands once again, hugging yours and Chris's neck both. Chris chuckled at his little boy's reaction. He then looked at you and grasped your hand into his tightly.

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[dawbi]

bnha boys accidentally confessing to you (gif reaction)

warnings - none !!

characters - midoriya, bakugou, todoroki, shinsou, dabi, & hawks

midoriya

doesn’t even notice until you point it out. midoriya is the type of person that even if you liked someone else, he’s still there for you. his heart might ache but he wants to the best for you always because he thinks you deserve the world. lemme just 😭 with midoriya i would professionally say it’s a bit harder for him to not just blurt it out. especially if you ever talk badly about yourself. you two would probably be walking home together and you open up to him about someone that rejected you. midoriya is listening but, there’s a hint of sadness on his face as he’s listening to his crush talk about confessing to someone else yikes poor bb. “i must not be attractive enough. or maybe they think i’m weird.” you start listing the negatives of why you probably got rejected. oh midoriya has so much he wants to counter with. “why would someone even like me?” that’s the last word you get in before this boy is “actually i think you’re beautiful, amazing, and a fun person to be around. they’re weird for rejecting someone like you.” and he just keeps going lol. “who wouldn’t wanna date you? i’ve thought about it so many times. like you’re always on my mind, maybe it’s cuz i like you. but i’m not being biased by saying this i—” you literally have to stop midoriya from his speech. “wait, you like me?” reality hits him and he’s red and feeling dizzy. “uhhh ha haa ha ...” you’re gonna have to take control of the situation cuz he’s gonna be like that for a min 😢

bakugou

completely slipped out. bakugou is usually not the best with words. he’s mega into you even if at times it seems like the opposite. bakugou just struggles with accepting it lol. so, let’s do the math and what does that equal ?? bakugou coming off like an enemy one day and kinda sort of but not really a friend the next. that’s what he says because he’s too proud to say he’s comfortable with you and he’s not tryna get friend zoned 😬. he doesn’t want to confess until you do first, he’s stubborn like that. but the way he accidentally confesses would be after a fight with a villain. listen i know you’d be a great hero, but this time around you got hurt sorry y/n 😢 and the first person you’d hear yelling at you afterwards is no one other than can you guess who ?? 💥💥💥 “i told you not to go after them alone !! couldn’t you listen to me for fucks sake ?!” bakugou’s face shows an angry expression with his brows furrowed but, if only you could see the worry he’s hiding beneath the facade. “bakugou, calm down. i’m fine and it’s all over.” “don’t tell me to calm down !! you’re hurt. i saw everything, i’m not fucking stupid.” you’re not that hurt but he leaves you confused. “and? why do you care huh?” that pisses this boy off. “because i care, but you piss me off because i wanna kiss your stupid face !!” bakugou stops and his eyes almost pop out in shock. silence... “shit.” hmmm what will you do y/n ?? 🤔

todoroki

cue the lights and dramatic music. it just would be something out of a movie lol. todoroki would be planning on confessing to you but kept backing out at the last second. he would make sure there were no outside influences and to keep things just between you two, just in case you reject him 🥺. todoroki has a fragile heart so, being rejected in front of a crowd would not be ideal. poor boy has been practicing what he wants to say in order for him not to freeze up and forget everything. i am sad pls don’t break his heart. now todoroki has finally chosen a day to confess to you. he was about to approach you but got nervous and rushed outside. you notice this and follow him outside. it’s nice, it’s quiet, there’s no one. todoroki is pacing back and forth until he stops with his back towards you. he has no idea you’re right there oof. “shouto, you can do this. stop freaking out.” you literally standing there like🧍‍♂️tf is going on ?? but before you make any more noise and ruin this moment, sorry y/n i gotta stop you there chief. you hear, “y/n i have these feelings for you that i’ve never felt before.” todoroki pauses and takes a breath. “everything about you makes my heart race and i want you to see me as more than a friend.” he then basks in the silence, but before he continues, “is that what you really feel, todoroki?” oop he immediately lifts his head and turns towards you. “y-yes.” if you leave or confess back, i’ll leave up to you ☹️

shinsou

i’m not even a shinsou simp but i can tell this one gets confessed to. i trust kaminari's valid assumption of him. now shinsou is more of a chill, laid back kinda guy. he can be blunt sometimes tho. but, something tells me he's the type to always think before he speaks. which means no accidental confession, here is your L 😔 it would have to be to clear something up because this boy keeps things real. "i've liked you for a while now, shinsou." you'd see someone confessing to shinsou and are about to make your exit before they see you. then you hear, "sorry. i actually already have someone like that." shinsou feels a bit awkward but he tells it like it is. those words play in your head as you're walking away from that area. later that day, you sit with him on the park bench. usually shinsou would reject any company, but he always enjoys yours and loves to hear you talk. "hey, i heard you rejected someone today." "damn, news travels fast." your curiousity gets the better of you. "that special someone must be real special." shinsou smiles slightly. "they are. everything about them is beautiful and i love being around them." "can i know who it is?" now, he doesn't want to give you the wrong idea and ruin his chance and as he’s thinking about this, one word just kinda slips. "you." shinsou didn't expect his confession to happen already but, he feels relieved. he’s almost holding in his breath while waiting for your response 😣

dabi

it was a set up. twice would be the goat 🐐 for this. now let me explain why lol. dabi would never accidentally tell you something. he has been able to keep extremely deep secrets for years, if you know you know. that’s where twice steps in because he’s like 🤨 bro you’re a simp, i need to expose your ass. so what he comes up with is to pull dabi aside and talk to him alone. but he tells you to meet him at the same time. “twice. the fuck is it now? better be worth waking me up for." you’d be walking towards the area he told you to meet him at. “do you like y/n?” by this point you’re already hiding behind the bush to get the gossip same. dabi with the most expressionless face, “i don’t hate y/n. if that’s what you’re asking.” “ok well...i was planning on asking y/n out later today. i was wondering if you could help me out ?” oh dabi is not here for this. “y/n is not interested.” “and why is that?” “because i said so.” “but why tho ?” dabi sighs, “because it would piss me off to see y/n with you.” twice is literally hype because he’s so close to getting the confession. “ah, maybe you might like y/n more than you think.” “i’m not having this conversation.” dabi walks away and as soon as he’s out of sight, twice finds you and explains what he was trying to do. “if you feel anything for dabi, go after him and tell him. he’s just afraid of his own feelings.” that’s really the last push twice can give. if you go after him or not, is completely in your hands 💞

hawks

kinda forced. the commission was tryna boost keigo’s popularity by setting him up with another hero for some power couple shit. ratings ya know ?? it’s how the industry works baby 😎 and this man has the fattest crush on you so, how is that gonna work out ? “hawks. this will get you on the road to become the number one hero. you understand right?” he’s just yawning and wanting to get tf outta there asap 🏃 then he’s standing in front of the press with his fake s/o about to announce the relationship. you’d be sitting on the couch watching this unravel on live tv. “tell us you two!! everyone has been talking. what is the nature of your relationship?” keigo calmly picks up the mic, was not ready to confess to you yet, but he has no other choice. “we just work together. the one i have fallen for is named y/n. we like to keep things private so, no further questions.” you’re frozen in shock while interviewers, cameras, and the commission’s faces are going crazy lol. keigo is out the door with the fake s/o running after him. “you just ruined my chance at being in the top rankings. this y/n or whoever the hell they are, better be worth your career and mine.” oh he’s pissed. “sheesh fake dating would’ve been 🤢. y/n is worth more than some cheap ass ratings that i don’t even need. good luck, hero.” mans just waves them off, heading towards the city. expect a visit from him soon to confess to you properly 💕

a/n - sorry this got kinda longer than usual 🥴 also, i’m almost at 150 followers ?? ahhhh ty ty !! 😭💞💞

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[pennylanefics]

Weddings

a/n: okay so i was wanting to write but couldn’t start one, so i instead did some headcanons about marrying them 🥺 i usually don’t write hc’s bc this was really fun!! if you wanna see more, send me some ideas i could possibly do like this :)

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Jacob Black

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i feel like he would propose in a rather intimate setting, in terms of being alone and the place he chooses to do so.

he would propose at a place that’s meaningful to both of you, someplace where you’ve spent loads of time together, whether that’s the beach, or at the lookout to the ocean right on the edge of the woods, or even just his room. though it’s most likely the beach.

also yes, i can totally see him proposing in his room, just because he loves you so much and can’t contain it anymore, he NEEDS to propose at that moment.

he would definitely have had trouble picking out a ring, just because he has no idea what kind of style you would like. even though he knows you so well, jewelry is not something he is experienced in.

so he asks emily for help, since she knows you well enough to understand what you’d like and what would compliment you.

she just tells him to choose a ring that fits your personality and seems like something you would wear. but still, his mind was blank. it took a while but he finally found the one, after weeks of looking and going back and forth in his mind on which one to choose, out of the three he narrowed it down to.

the planning for the wedding would be pretty laid-back. neither of you wanted a big, extravagant wedding, so it was pretty easy. the pack actually helped make certain decorations, like centerpieces and all that, to save some money and time on things that could be done without professional help.

the reception is held on the reservation, in an old barn that was sitting vacant. sam, jacob, and basically everyone but you spent the months leading up to the wedding cleaning the space up, setting up a few tables, as well as twinkling lights and flowers. by the day of your wedding, all the centerpieces and fresh flowers were added, and it was ready just in time.

though you weren’t allowed to see it, as jacob wanted it to be a surprise, just like your dress is to him.

ugh, your dress. it’s simple yet elegant. it doesn’t have full sleeves, but quarter sleeves on your upper arms. it has a sweetheart neckline and the fabric was thin and flowy.

as soon as jacob sees you in it, he’s a crying mess. he wants to sob out so bad, but he keeps it under control

“you look like a fucking goddess. you are so damn beautiful,” he whispers in your ear. it makes you giggle softly and knock your head against his shoulder teasingly.

the actual wedding is held on the beach, yours and jacob’s beach. the place where you two spent so many days together, either swimming, or just talking.

it’s where you had your first date, shared your first kiss, it’s where he asked you to be his girlfriend, and where he imprinted on you. it’s also most likely where he proposed to you as well.

the attendance is small, just your closest family members, a couple of your friends from college, the pack and their imprintees, and jacob’s family.

the reception in the barn is very sweet and romantic. one of your friend’s boyfriends offered to be the dj for free, so there was music, and everything was perfect.

your first dance with jacob is to a song he showed you on your first date. he said it had a romantic feel to it, and you fell in love with it and the artist over time.

jacob couldn’t help but whisper sweet nothings in your ear the entire time, making you tear up and hide your face in his shoulder.

things like how he’s so lucky to have you, how he can’t wait to spend the rest of his life with you, how beautiful you look.

“i love you with my entire heart, (y/n). i’m all yours, until my last breath.”

“i love you until my last breath, jacob.”

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Paul Lahote

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paul would propose in a sort of extravagant way.

not too much, but he would definitely put some huge plan together, and make it as romantic and memorable as possible.

like he would set up a gazebo he found right outside of the city or in a park, and have embry, quil, and jacob decorate it with lights, roses, or whatever your favorite flower is, he’ll make it as breathtaking as possible.

to propose to you, he blindfolds you and drives you to the location, making sure you don’t sneak a peak or see the surprise before you’re inside the gazebo.

when you finally take the blindfold off, he is down on one knee, the ring box open and tears forming in his eyes.

unlike jacob, i feel like he knows exactly what ring you would like, and what you would wear. so he goes alone, taking as long as he needs to, making several trips to different jewelry stores just to make sure he sees all of the options.

and that’s when he remembers a late night talk you two had a while back, where you described your perfect ring after your friend announced her engagement.

so from that talk, he was able to work with the jeweler and create something completely perfect for you.

paul is actually excited to help plan the wedding. he knows most guys would leave it to their wives or planners, but everything excited him. the kinds of flowers to get, the guest list, the food that you want to serve, everything.

he’s very involved, maybe too much involved. he sometimes starts arguments with you or other pack members because it gets way too stressful.

and when that happens, you tell him to go cool off in his room and stop planning for the next few days. thankfully, emily and leah help you while he takes a break, and then he’s back, promising to not get so overworked.

the actual wedding takes place in the gazebo where he proposed. he didn’t know where else to do it, and since that was a very special night to both of you, it seemed fitting.

the reception is held at a local party hall, just big enough to fit the medium-sized group of guests, which consists of family, lots of close friends, and the pack.

your dress is slightly sexy, according to paul, with a slit in the side ending a few inches above your knee, but still elegant. it has sleeves and (unlike the photo reference) has an open v-shaped back, coming together at the small of your back.

you two decided to do a first look before the ceremony, as it was a more intimate moment that he wanted to remember. or maybe because he didn’t want to cry in front of everyone.

and when he saw you, boy did he cry. he crouched down, hand over his mouth, trying to contain his sobs. and when you finally make your way over to him, he just engulfs you in his arms.

again, he takes a step back just to admire everything up close, twirling you to get the full look. and of course, being his cheeky self, he has to run his hand up the exposed area of your leg where the slit in the dress is.

your first dance, which paul had practiced for, was to a song written by his friend, specifically for your wedding and specifically about you two.

paul doesn’t take his eyes off of you the entire time you’re slow dancing, not even when you rest your head on his shoulder.

after the song ends, you two stay put, too caught up in the feel of each other to move just yet, and his grip actually tightens around you, silently telling you how much he loves you.

“mrs. lahote-(y/l/n). or mrs. (y/l/n)-lahote. or just mrs. lahote. i mean, whichever you prefer. whatever you do, though, all that matters is that you’re my wife. forever and always.”

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Seth Clearwater

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he has no idea how to propose, and he’s terrified.

seth turns to his sister for help, seeing as you two are close, with you being her brother’s girlfriend and all, and they work something out.

he ends up proposing to you on a trip to oregon. he booked a nice cabin for the two of you and planned the entire trip weeks ahead, surprising you the day before you are supposed to leave.

one night, while you were reading and settling down for bed, seth claimed he needed to make a call, but instead set up the living room with some candles and your favorite flowers, as well as songs you love playing in the background.

when he doesn’t come back after half an your, you go to find him, but you come face to face with the dimly lit room, the only source coming from the candles

he’s there, on one knee, asking you to marry him, with a gorgeous simple yet flashy ring opened for you to take.

the ring was actually all him. he was passing a jewelry store one day and saw it in the window, and in that moment, he knew he wanted to marry you.

it was something he could perfectly imagine on your hand, and images of you wearing it and accepting it from him flashed in his mind. he ended up buying it that afternoon.

i feel like his wedding is something like bella’s. (mainly because he looks adorable during that scene)

both the ceremony and reception are held in the woods, in a quite large cabin that your parents helped pitch in to buy.

lights were hung everywhere, many different white flowers decorated the tables, chairs, the ground, everything. it was beautiful. and your dress fit the aesthetic as well.

it was a lacy top with a chiffon skirt, flowing in the wind of the nighttime woodsy atmosphere, and it had flutter sleeves that perfectly went along with the naturistic/boho theme of the wedding.

seth couldn’t control his emotions when he saw you walk down the aisle, your father on your right, and harry clearwater on your left. you were the one to choose to have both walk you down, after harry had a near-fatal heart attack and almost didn’t get to see his boy marry the girl of his dreams.

you get married under a beautiful floral arch, surrounded by your family. not many friends were invited, except your best friend as well as seth’s, who stayed by his side even after his phasing.

during the reception, everyone headed inside to eat, but instead, seth pulled you to a clearing behind the cabin, still well lit by the porch lights, yet unseen by anyone inside.

he admits he wanted to have your first dance alone, so he pulled his phone out, queued up the song you two chose, and began slow dancing with you. one of his arms held your waist and the other held your hand up. your other hand rested on the back of his neck, playing with his short hair.

his forehead rests on yours, and even after the song finishes, he doesn’t stop. he knows you won’t have much alone time for the rest of the night, so he tries to soak in as much as possible in that moment.

the rest of the night goes by smoothly, everyone chatting and reliving old memories. it’s a perfect family event, just what the both of you wanted.

at some point, you and seth get separated and you end up with kim, emily, and rachel, chatting with them for a while

after almost two hours, seth finally finds you and drags you with him to the back porch for more alone time. he traps you against the railing, with your back to the metal, facing him. he stares deeply into your eyes, just like he did when he imprinted on you years back.

“my wife. my beautiful, beautiful wife. i am so incredibly lucky to have you, honey.”

#jacob black #paul lahote #seth clearwater #jacob black imagine #jacob black x reader #paul lahote imagine #paul lahote x reader #seth clearwater imagine #seth clearwater x reader #twilight #twilight new moon #twilight eclipse #twilight trilogy #imagines #fanfiction #fanfic

[whattheheckmidoriya]

hello!! (•u• ✨) can I please request midoriya x reader fic where they’re childhood friends and have been dating since middle school? and class 1-a finds out about it and their reactions are just funny and chaotic lol. (they all think mido and mc are just friends cause they can’t see deku in a relationship 💀😂) thank you so much!!

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Pairing: Izuku Midoriya x reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Quick mention of injury (no descriptions!), secret relationship

Word Count: 2,067

Author's Note: Hey, amor! Thank you so much for this request! A secret relationship with Izuku sounds so pure??? This boy would be so gentle and caring?? OH MY HEART🥺 I hope you enjoy and thank you once again for trusting me with this request!

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Izuku never liked keeping secrets, but your relationship with him might be the only truth he was willing to hold back from his friends.

It’s not like he’s ashamed of calling you his girlfriend— bless his soul, this kid would never even give you the chance to second guess his love for you— he simply thinks that keeping what you two have away from gossip is safer. You agreed wholeheartedly, never telling your friends about your love life or anything to could lead to suspicions of such a thing.

It was fun, to be honest. The secrecy, the subtle glances and ghosting touches, the thrill of a hidden love for one another that was so pure and gentle.

Izuku has been by your side since you were kids in elementary school, back when you would run around the park playing hero and villain together. He was there when you discovered your quirk, cheering you on even when you were too scared to explore your power. He left doodles of All Might on your cast when you broke your leg while playing him and Kacchan at the park. He was the one who, despite his lack of a quirk, inspired you to be a hero. It was his selflessness and bravery that drew you to him.

You were there for him when his mom gave up on him ever developing a quirk. You gave him the space to talk about his observations on other heroes— heck, you even let him study the uses of your quirk and worked alongside him as he helped you improve your skills. When Kacchan tried to tear Izuku down, you always stepped in, bringing the ash blonde down a notch or two. Further down the line, after the U.A. entrance exam, he had even trusted you with the secret of his new quirk— which led you to have a serious conversation with All Might, but that’s besides the point.

No one would believe you if you told them you’ve been dating Izuku since middle school. It was funny, actually. Scampering away from the school hallways just to get a moment of privacy, sending texts back and forth with shy confessions of love while trying to keep your phone screens away from anyone’s sight, acting like you were going different ways once school was out for the day only to meet up several blocks down the road.

The secrecy simply became the norm, even after you both got into U.A. Now, your secret had a bigger purpose: to protect each other in this crazy hero life you both aimed for.Problem was that, unlike the kids back in middle school, your new friends were much more observant. They never shied away from asking prying questions, never cared to hide the way they would wiggle their eyebrows whenever you and Izuku crossed paths.

The teasing was relentless, but it was only rooted in rumors.

Until now.

You had been been training on the fields just outside of U.A with your friends, and being paired with Kacchan meant that you would not leave unscathed from the training grounds. Regardless of the boy’s quirk, you always did well to defend yourself and counter his attacks, giving boom boy a good run for his money; the fact that you were so good at battling against him meant that he would do anything and everything in his power to win this training session.

The entire class was sat on the field, watching you face off against Kacchan with adrenaline and excitement. Izuku was sitting on the grass, quickly jotting down notes on his notebook as he watched the whole thing unfold, surely hoping to run his observations through you once your match was over. His focus was solely on you, his eyes glimmering with admiration so strong yet so soft, a warm sense of pride flooding his heart as he watched you attack the ash blonde boy.

Kaminari and Kirishima were sitting on either side of Izuku, sharing knowing glances with each other as their friend paused his writing, his eyes settled on you as his lips quirked into a small smile.

“Midoriya, your girlfriend sure isn’t making it easy for Bakugo,” Kaminari teased, watching as you dodged an explosion before sending an attack of your own.

Kirishima nodded, smiling as he nudged Izuku's shoulder. “Yeah, your girl's amazing!”

Izuku really wasn’t listening, wasn’t paying attention to where he was or who he was around, you being his only fixation. So, he didn’t hesitate when he opened his mouth and—

“She is, isn’t she?”

Both Kirishima and Kaminari gaped at the boy, edging on shocked and amused. Parts of them thought that maybe they heard him wrong, that they were just so excited to get a confession out of him that their minds simply made one up for them— but they knew the boy had said exactly what they heard.

Whenever your friends confronted either one of you over the rumors of your relationship, you always shut them down without second thought, always just saying that people were confusing your friendship for something more.  Izuku always shook his head, laughing nervously with a quick “Oh— we're not together! We’re just friends!”, but not this time. No, this time he slipped up.

Izuku tensed, his cheeks burning as he quickly dropped his notebook, turning to his friends with wide eyes. “Wait, no! That’s not what I meant! She’s– she's my friend, not my girlfriend—”

Izuku Midoriya might be an extraordinary hero, but the poor boy couldn’t lie to save his own life. He could barely get away with a lie on a good day, but there was no way his friends would believe him now that his cheeks were tinted red and he couldn’t hold eye contact with either one of them.

“Oh my God,” Kaminari, gasped. The boy jumped up, taking hold of his red-headed counterpart, shaking his shoulders with a sense of victory. “They are dating! We knew it!”

“Who’s dating?”

All three boys turned to find Mina leaning over, a curious smile playing on her lips.

Izuku’s eyes widened, waving his hands dismissively in a panic. “No one—!”

“Our precious Midoriya and (L/N)!” Kaminari jumped, practically shaking with excitement as Mina squealed. “Can you believe it?! Our boy’s all grown up!” he wiped an imaginary tear away.

“No way! I always knew you two would make a good couple!” Mina cheered, catching the attention of the rest of the class. “Wait– you have to tell us! When did you ask her out?!”

Izuku gulped nervously, shielding himself behind his notebook, hoping that if he couldn’t see them, they would all disappear and leave him alone.

You were busy dodging another attack from Bakugo, swiftly twisting out of the way of an explosion before pushing him back a few steps with an attack of your own.

“Argh! Just die already!” Bakugo grunted, his chest rising and falling erratically as he sent a glare your way, clearly annoyed that he hasn’t knocked you down yet.

A laugh spilled past your lips as you wiped the sweat from your brow, raising your fists to steady yourself for another attack. “C'mon, Kacchan, I know you can do better than that! You aren’t losing your touch after all these years, are you?”

He bared his teeth at you, flexing his fingers before a spark crackled in his hands. “Go to hell! As if I’d ever lose to you!” His lips twisted into a snarl, vermillion eyes shining at the challenge.

“Then you better step it up, boom boy,” you smiled, bouncing on your heels at the anticipation of his attack.

The fight went on fiercely, a blur of swings, attacks and defensive maneuvers, both of you receiving your fair share of hits that were likely to bruise later. You stumbled back a few steps, readying yourself to dodge another blast when the class started yelling, grabbing your attention for a split second.

“You and (L/N) have been dating in secret for that long?!”

What the—, your thoughts were cut off by a blast that blew you several feet away from the training grounds, your breath rushing out of your lungs as you crashed on the ground with a grunt.

The class turned at the sound of the explosion, Izuku’s heart seizing as he spotted you struggling to get back on your feet. He immediately raced to you, dropping to his knees by your side as you gasped for air.

“(Y/N)! Are you okay?! Are you hurt?” he was frantically searching you over for injuries until you waved him off in the middle of a coughing fit.

“I’m… fine,” you grunted, taking hold of his hand before giving it a reassuring squeeze. “Just got the air knocked out of me.”

His sighed in relief, smiling as he helped you off the ground, once again looking over you to make sure you weren’t actually injured.

Your friends were all around you now, their faces warm with joy and excitement as they looked at your intertwined hands.

Izuku bit his lip nervously, glancing at your amused expression. “I’m guessing you heard what happened,” he sighed, a look of worry washing over his features. “Are you mad I slipped up?”

You laughed at him, the sound making him smile in return with a glint of adoration in his eyes. “I’m sure they would’ve found out sooner or later,” you pressed a soft kiss onto his scarred knuckles, chuckling at the chorus of awww's that echoed from your group of friends. “So no, I’m not mad.”

“I can’t believe you kept this a secret from us!” Mina spoke up, her smile bright and genuine. “All this time, you had us thinking those rumors were fake!”

“Yeah! You guys fooled us good!” Sero exclaimed, leaning against Kirishima as the red head flashed you both a smile of approval.

“I’m surprised you idiots couldn’t figure it out on your own.” Kacchan snapped, crossing his arms over his chest as he pushed his way to the front of the group where he could be face-to-face with you and Izuku.

You both blinked at him in surprise, tilting your heads with curiosity.

“Kacchan, you knew?” The blond glared at your boyfriend, almost insulted that the freckled boy even doubted how good of an observer he was.

“Of course I knew, you moron!” Kacchan scoffed, making you laugh under your breath. “You two dumbasses forget that you’ve been a pain in my ass since before elementary!”

“You knew this entire time?! Why didn’t you say anything?!” Kaminari shouted, exasperated at his friend’s lack of gossiping.

You raised an eyebrow, urging Kacchan to answer as Izuku gave your hand a subtle squeeze.

“Their relationship is none of my business,” he stated dryly before turning to the two of you, and you didn’t miss the soft look that flashed in his eyes. “But if they tried keeping it a secret for so many years, they must’ve had a reason.”

Izuku nodded, gratefully with a smile playing his lips. “Thanks, Kacchan.”

“Shut it, you damn nerd.”

You both laughed at that, not missing the subtle smile the blonde quickly replaced with a frown.

It didn’t take long for the group to go back to their previous spot on the grass away from the training grounds, leaving you with your boyfriend for a brief moment.

You rested your head on his shoulder, a lazy smile settling on your lips as you let out a deep breath. Izuku smiled at you, his eyes twinkling with a love he no longer had to keep hidden. “Tired? Maybe we could grab something to eat before washing up?”

Humming in approval, you once again pulled his hand to your lips, gently kissing the scars of his battered skin. “That sounds nice.”

He wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close to the warmth of his chest before pressing a kiss onto the top of your head. “It’s kinda weird not having to sneak around to do this anymore,” he laughed while you leaned into his touch. “I love you so much.”

You beaming up at him, your smile making his heart soar. “I love you too, Izuku.”

As you made your way back to the group, you heard someone shout at the top of their lungs, excitement tightly knit into their words.

“We are so planning a wedding!”

#whattheheckmidoriya #deku x reader #midoriya x reader #izuku x you #izuku fluff #izuku mydoria #izuku x reader #midoriya x you #mha x reader

[aliceblisss]

helloo!! can you write a steve rogers x reader fic where the reader (who has a crush on steve) accidentally walks in to sharon flirting w steve and then she walks away and cries when clint, bucky, wanda, nat and tony saw her and asks her why. they knew why short after, and reader goes for a walk outside the compound. steve searches for her eventually as the other avengers asks him to confess and solve the misunderstanding. steve found the reader at the big christmas tree in rockefeller center making a wish and he confesses to her there 🥺 im sorry if it’s too specific!

Hi!! Thank you so much for your request and thank you for being so patient! I changed up a few of the details I hope you don’t mind <33

CW: language lol

A/N: I really liked writing this one. Send me more Steve and overall MCU requests!! Also remember to reblog as it helps a lot! <3

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The annual Christmas party is Tony and Pepper’s pride and joy.

It’s December 24th, Christmas Eve. A lot of us don’t have much family left to spend the holidays with, and those that do bring them along.

It’s the one night a year where we’re normal people. Everyone’s laughing, singing, dancing. Some drink a bit too much eggnog. But all in all it’s a fun, wholesome night.

“Did I ever tell you about the time I fought an army of five hundred men alone? Just me and Mjollnir” Thor sat beside me on the couch with probably his hundredth eggnog; to his and my surprise it appears to actually be kicking in a bit. In his defense Nat made it extra strong this year.

I sigh and smell the mix of eggnog and hot chocolate in my breath, “Yes Thor, you did. Like three times already and you keep adding people. The first time you told it was only two hundred men” I can’t help but laugh.

He furrows his brows and frowns, realizing I caught him, “No, I think you’re remembering it wrong”

I pat his knee, “Sure honey, whatever you say” with a smile.

Regardless of all that he begins to tell the story for a fourth time. Clint’s kids and Scott all listen to him in awe. Meanwhile I spot something across the room that made my heart sink.

I see Steve and Sharon laughing together, standing close to each other, being very touchy-feely. It made my stomach churn. But I was frozen in place, I couldn’t stop staring at them. Like that moment in a scary movie where you know something bad is about to happen but you can’t bring yourself to look away or close your eyes.

I know I shouldn’t really feel jealous. Steve and I are just friends. Obviously him and Sharon get along very well, she’s beautiful and clearly a better fit for him.

But I can’t help it. It makes me miserable. I’ve been in love for him for so long now I honestly wish it’d just go away at this point. Everything would be much simpler that way.

That way, I could just enjoy being his friend without my heart racing every time we touch or hold eye contact for longer than three seconds. I wouldn’t be over analyzing everything he says. I wouldn’t continuously get my hopes up thinking “maybe he does feel the same way”.

And then, just as that feeling of tears started to burn in my eyes, I noticed it; the mistletoe.

They were standing right below mistletoe. I started praying they wouldn’t notice but they did. Sharon looked up and smirked, Steve’s gaze followed. That’s it. Now’s the time to look away. I’m not gonna continue to torture myself here, much less with the sight of them kissing.

I got up abruptly and left the room, tears already streaming down my face. I went into another room and quickly closed the door behind me. Only to find Nat and Wanda in there.

They instantly got up with worry in their eyes. I could tell they were having a good time, talking and laughing. But it all disappeared off their faces in an instant when they saw me crying.

Immediately Nat walked up to me, holding my face up gently. “Hey hey, what’s wrong?” she asked.

But I just kept silently crying, ruining my makeup no doubt.

Natasha put her arm around me and led me to the couch where both her and Wanda sat with me and held me as I cried.

Wanda’s not the best at comforting, but I know she tries her best and I know she truly cares.

“Who do I have to hurt?” she said with a trace of her Sokovian accent that is more noticeable when she’s angry.

I manage to get the words out, “No one” in between sniffles.

“Then why are you crying?” she asked. I didn’t wanna say. It’s too embarrassing.

But Natasha took a good look at me and sighed, “I think I know”.

I turn to her, and she gives me a small smile and says, “Would this have anything to do with you liking Steve?”

My eyes widen. “How did you know?”

She raised an eyebrow at me, “I just do”

“You have feelings for Steve?” Wanda asked, genuinely surprised. I simply nod in response.

“Don’t worry, you’re fairly good at hiding it. It took me a while to figure out so I doubt anyone else knows. Especially him” Nat reassured me.

Wanda brought a tissue to me from across the room with her powers. I thanked her and cleaned up my face a bit.

“What happened though? Why are you crying then?” Wanda was still eager to know.

I took deep breaths to calm myself before recalling the memory. “It’s him and Sharon. I’ve seen how they are together, and just now they were all flirty n’ shit. And they were under mistletoe; I saw they were about to kiss”.

“Did you actually see them kiss?” It was Natasha who asked this time.

I shook my head, “I left before I could witness it”.

Nat kept rubbing my back while Wanda let me rest my head on her shoulder. I was still crying.

“Y/n there’s—” Nat started to speak but before she could continue Steve walked in.

“There you are” he said with a smile while looking at me. His face dropped when he saw the state I was in.

“What’s wrong?” he hurried towards me with worry in his eyes. I can’t face him right now, it’s too much.

I quickly get up and walk past him as I mumble a quick “Nothing” and leave the room. On my way out of the compound I grab my coat and I get in the elevator. Just as the doors were closing I saw Steve trying to catch up with me.

Once I’m out I put my espionage skills to use; right now I wanna be left alone. I decide to head for the big Christmas tree in Rockefeller Center thinking that’ll cheer me up a bit.

The loud sounds and all the sounds of the city start to overwhelm me but I just think that once I get to the tree I’ll be fine.

I arrive at the giant tree and stand in front of it feeling tiny in comparison. It was raining earlier so the water droplets make the lights look extra twinkly. It’s very cold, I shiver and fold my arms tightly regretting not bringing more than just my coat.

Despite there being so much commotion around me when I focus on the tree it all kinda fades away. So much so that I almost didn’t notice Steve standing at my side. I look at him through the corner of my eye; he’s also staring at the tree.

After a few seconds in silence he turns to me and says, “I figured you’d be cold”. When I turn to him I see he has my fuzzy hat and scarf. I can’t help but smile at the gesture, he give me a small smile too.

He then puts the hat on my head and wraps the scarf around my neck. I can feel myself blush but hopefully my cheeks were already red from the cold and he won’t notice. He smiles at me with gentle eyes but I force myself to look away, to focus on the tree. Because if I don’t I’ll drown in his eyes.

We both stand in silence staring at the tree. Our silences aren’t usually uncomfortable. But I know that he knows. So I’m silently freaking out on the inside.

“I tried to count all the lights once” I break the silence and my internal panic.

He snorts, “Of course you did. How far did you get?”

“Two-hundred and seventy-seven” I mumble, slightly embarrassed. Although I’d rather this embarrassment than the alternative.

“Wow, that’s determination” he said, genuinely impressed.

I held back a smirk, “Yeah, I looked at the tree dead in the eyes and said, “I could do this all day””.

We both started laughing. It’s nice to know we can laugh together no matter the circumstance. Even if he probably already knows I’m madly in love with him.

“Fuck off,” he said in between the laughter. I giggled in response.

After the laughter died down it was back to silence. Until…

“I know, y/n, I know why you were upset” Steve said.

My heart sank again, I was filled with fear. Fear of the inevitable rejection. “It’s—I’m sorry I—I’ll get over it” I fumbled over my words not know exactly what to say. But I was bracing myself for the worst.

He turned to me and took my hand of my pocket; mine were cold but his were warm. “What are you apologizing for?”. I saw the confusion in his expression. But also a tinge of pain which I couldn’t decipher. Did he feel sorry for me?

I sigh, I can see my breath in front of me, “For falling in love with you” I say feeling defeated at this point.

He takes both my hands now and holds them tightly as he says, “Do you feel sorry for how you feel about me? Because I don’t”

Now it’s my turn to be confused. “What?” my voice is small and frail.

“I am in love with you, y/n. I’m crazy about you. And I’m an idiot for not telling you sooner” he confessed.

I felt my heart thumping faster in my chest. Is this real?

“You are?” I asked, he nodded with a smile, “You are” I laughed nervously, and he laughed with me.

But then I remembered, “But wait, what about Sharon?”

“Sharon is a good friend, nothing more” he reassured.

“And the mistletoe?”

He let go of one of my hands and got something out of his pocket with a mischievous grin on his face. “You mean this mistletoe?” he raised his arm and dangled it above us while pulling me closer to him.

“I never kissed her. The only person I ever wanna kiss, is you” he said while looking back and forth from my eyes to my lips.

“Pepper’s gonna be mad you took the mistletoe” I tease.

He pulls me even closer and says, “She’ll get over it” and kissed me deeply.

I nearly melted in his arms. He dropped the arm that was holding the mistletoe and put it around my waist along with the other one. I threw my arms around his neck; holding on for dear life.

It was warm and soft, yet desperate in the sense that neither of us wanted to let go. When out lips finally separate he leans his forehead on mine, keeping his eyes closed. We start to giggle like little kids.

Suddenly we hear cheering, hooting and clapping. It’s Natasha, Wanda, Thor, and Scott.

We were embarrassed but couldn’t help but laugh.

“ABOUT DAMN TIME!” yelled out Nat.

“IM SO JEALOUS OF YOU Y/N” Scott yelled which made all of us burst into laughter.

“I guess I am pretty lucky huh?” I said to Steve.

He caressed my cheek with his thumb, “I’m the lucky one”.

#ab requests #mcu #steve rogers request #steve rogers #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers fluff

[lolabangtan]

I know there's still a week left fot stay 2 but can we have a sneek peak pretty please 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

STAY | 02 ;; sneak peek

“Thanks for the ride! Maybe I’ll see you guys later at home.”

With his backpack clutched between his fingers, Jimin waits by the door. “Sure! We’ll save you some snacks… I’ll better get on the move now; Jungkookie seems a bit pissed off today, and I wouldn’t want to try my luck.”

“You’re too scared of him when he’s just a big baby,” Ari teases him before she gives him a peck.

With a giggle and a handful of kisses later, the two lovebirds say goodbye, and your friend closes the entrance door behind her back. Ari then sighs – she always hates to be far from Jimin, even if she knows it sounds and looks a bit strange to the rest of you.

“Ah,” you coo, just as teasingly, making her make a sardonic grimace, “to be young and in love—! Sometimes I even envy you.”

“There’s no need, you know; you could perfectly have this if you tried.”

“I think we know already that love isn’t exactly my thing,” you simply reply as you flip through a magazine.

Striding towards you, Ari walks up to you and snatches it, ignoring your whimper that it could have made you cut yourself on your finger. She tells you that you’re overreacting and takes a seat next to you, forcing you to fold your legs.

You can’t help but snort. “Ugh, I knew this was a trap.”

“Not a trap, I just want to get an update on your life with Jungkook… Do you want something to eat while you tell me the whole thing?”

“That’d be nice, yeah.”

Ari gets off the couch and heads to the open kitchen, ready— no, eager to hear all about it.

There isn’t anything new, really; apart from the fact that you’re closer to a meltdown with each day that passes. Jungkook gets on your nerves every time you see each other, there’s no doubt about that. Here and there he does something oddly kind for you, but it’s probably because of his own good-natured personality rather than his desire to do you a favour.

In the meantime, Ari makes something quick to eat, and the two of you have lunch while you continue with your crying and complaining.

It takes you a solid five-minute speech to fully – or almost – express the frustration and misery living with Jeon Jungkook is making you feel. Ari just watches you as you ramble, nodding from time to time to let you know she is still listening. Not that you are checking her reactions, though – as you’re too busy blurting out complaint after complaint.

Already full, with a mug of coffee in your hand, and your friend in front of you, she harps you to keep talking. Honestly, you’re surprised to find that even you can run out of things to complain about Jungkook with.

“Just fuck him.”

You have to work your lungs in order not to spit your drink out. “What the—! I’m being serious here, you know.”

“And so am I,” Ari continues. For once, you believe she’s telling the truth. Unfortunately. “Just give him the fuck of his life, I’m absolutely sure it will tame him. Believe me – all guys fantasise about screwing their flatmate, and he won’t resist a girl as pretty and hot as you.”

“It won’t be hard for him to find other pretty girls to hook up with – pretty girls he doesn’t hate to the bone,” you retort.

“Uh, maybe, but— it’s good that they’re not you. You have to understand, Y/N; you are like a magnet with guys. Can’t you see that not even dressing like the 21st-century version of Allison Reynolds and barking at them can completely put them off?”

You frown and sip your coffee. “I don’t dress like the 21st-century version of Allison Reynolds, I beg your pardon.”

“Thing is,” she cuts you off again, “Jungkook is hot, you are hot – why not be hot together? And have fun in the process. In the best-case scenario, you’ll have him eating out of your hand, and he might even buy you another Shrek mug. Maybe even a 3D one.”

As unbelievable as it may sound, you actually give it a thought; it’s not that he is not good looking, and you are pretty sure he can be a sweetheart – when he wants to which, when it comes to you, is never – but still, it would feel like you are taking advantage of him. It would be a lie, and if there is one thing you hate with all your might in this world, that is lying.

“I don’t know,” you mutter, “it doesn’t sound clean.”

“It would make your life so much smoother, and who knows? Perhaps you’ll even find out you’re better matched than you expected,” Ari insists, shamelessly pretending to be checking her phone.

Now you can only laugh at that. “Believe me, you won’t catch me dead getting feelings for Jeon Jungkook.”

“Life has many twists and turns—”

Before you can even ask her what on earth she means with that, her phone starts ringing in her hands and she gets up to pick up the call, beckoning you to wait for her and finish your coffee.

Becoming fuckbuddies with Jeon Jungkook?

A/N: Well, well... The next chapter is less than a week away, so I wanted to thank you all for the INMENSE support STAY has got with only one chapter out!!! I still can’t believe it. Hope ch 2 doesn’t disappoint.

You can read STAY 01 here or check my masterlist here 👀

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[reddye23]

okay so y/n and h are friend with benefits and theres supposed to be no strings so they’re allowed to date outside of their arrangement ofc but when y/n sees h with someone she gets like rly jealous and upset🥺 and like h notices and comes to her place so they end up sleeping together and he gives her little forehead kisses and says stuff like „m' best girl, y' know that, right?“ I NEED THIS AGH :(

Hi there! Sorry this took so long, but I hope you enjoy it! Friends to lovers is my favorite thing to write! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ - m

You hadn't meant to be friends with benefits. Especially considering you'd always hoped that you were moving towards friends to lovers, but this wasn't a romantic comedy. Harry was a busy man and it was hard for him to have a girlfriend that could deal with everything that came from being with him. There were times when you wondered if you could either. It was A LOT. You got along and he was an incredible flirt, so it just seemed like a no strings attached fwb situation made the most sense.

You look over at Harry in the soft morning light. He's on his stomach, arms wrapped around the pillow, face resting gently, wayward curls everywhere. You reach over and gently push one of his curls back off of his forehead. You sigh remembering the sex you had with him last night...his hands on your skin, his kisses, and the way that he made you keep eye contact with him when you came. There weren't supposed to be any strings but when you close your eyes, there are strings connecting you to him everywhere.

It had been a couple of weeks since you'd seen or heard from him. but you figured he was busy being a mega superstar so you weren't really that worried about it. Sarah had asked you to come over for a little get together that her and Mitch were throwing and it sounded like fun. You were in the corner drinking and talking to Sarah when you saw him come through the door and he wasn't alone. He was smiling and his arm was on her back. She was stick skinny, with long hair and that blank expression that all models have. She was, in fact, everything that you weren't and, even worse, she had the one person you wanted more than anything else in the world. You could feel the strings wrapping around your throat like a noose.

They were heading your way, nowhere to go but downhill, you think as you grabbed the tequila shot from the table and threw it back. You grabbed another one and did the same. He greeted you all with hugs and kisses and then pulled back to introduce her. "This is..." You couldn't hear anything except for a rushing in your ears and then you leaned forward and puked all over her shoes.

Mitch and Tom couldn't help but laugh, shaking their heads immediately with apologies.

"I'm sorry," you croaked out. You didn't bother meeting his eyes as Sarah wrapped her arm around you, steering you to the bathroom.

You were leaning against the sink as Sarah retrieved a washcloth from the closet and wetted it with cold water, bringing it to your face and gently wiping your mouth.

"How long?" She asked you. You couldn't meet her eyes either. She moved the washcloth to your forehead, and then your cheeks. "How long?" She asked again.

"Too long."

She gave you a hard stare. "Four months. We've been screwing around for four months." Your face crumpled then and tears poured down your face. She softened and hugged you, as you wept on her shoulder.

"There, there, You'll be ok."

You pulled back. "The thing is...I don't think I will and I...fuck. I'm so stupid." Tears were dripping down your face again. "So stupid."

Sarah grabbed a tissue and you took it, dabbing at your face.

"You're not stupid. End of story." You nod.

"Thank you. Sorry I threw up."

Sarah shrugged. "You didn't throw up on my shoes." You couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm gonna go. I can't do this. Apologize again for me?"

Sarah nodded and helped you to the door. The walk through the living room was awkward but everyone was nice enough to pretend they didn't see you as you walked by and you were thankful for that. "Want Mitch to take you home? I'll fetch him if you do."

You shake your head no as you shrug into your coat. "No need. Uber's on the way."

"Take care. Call me tomorrow."

You smile and nod. "Thanks for everything," you say, as you slip out the door and into the cool London air.

You knew you had a lot to figure out the next couple of days but the only thing you wanted at the moment was sleep. You quickly got through your nighttime routine and fell into bed and blissful sleep.

You woke up to someone pounding on your door. The clock read 2:21 a.m. You knew who it was and it was the absolute last person you wanted to see. The pounding continued while you slowly shuffled to the door. You looked through the peephole and sighed.

"Go away, Harry." Your forehead thunked against the door.

"Lemme in."

"No."

"We need to talk about this."

"We really don't."

You heard him sigh. "M'not leaving until ya let me in, so ya might as well open the damn door."

You unlock the deadbolt and pull the door open, letting him pass you. You shut the door and lean back against the wall, arms crossed over your chest. Your eyes dart to him for a second and then bounce around. Harry runs his hand through his curls. He'd begged you to let him in, but now that he's here, he doesn't know what to say. He moves to stand in front of you, his palms flat on the wall beside you.

"M'sorry. Never meant to hurt you."

Your eyes flick up to meet his. You can feel the tears welling up behind your eyes. "I know. It's my fault too. I...knew better. I liked you. Sex was never gonna be enough." You realize now how foolish the whole arrangement was. You were kidding yourself that you could handle it, when the opposite was true. You smile at him sadly.

The corner of Harry's mouth twitches up. "Ya liked me?" He leans towards you until his lips are just by the shell of your ear, almost touching your skin. "Is that in the past tense darling?"

You shiver at the feeling of his warm breath on your skin and the deep timbre of his voice.

"No. Threw up on your date didn't I?" You smile and he laughs his breathy little laugh.

"Yeah, ya did. I want ta give us a try....a real try. If it's ok with ya."

His stare is intense and it's lighting up every cell in your body. "That's all I ever wanted to be honest."

You don't know which one of you moved first or maybe you both moved at the same time, but then his lips are on yours and you're so overcome with emotion, your knees almost buckle. You're both panting as you pull away from his wonderful mouth and sponge kisses across his cheek as you try and get some air into your lungs. You push him back some and he thinks maybe you've changed your mind, but then you grab his hand and lead him down the hallway to your bedroom.

He gasps when you turn around to face him and take your t shirt off, and slowly shimmy your shorts down your legs. You smile as you unbutton the buttons of his shirt and he shrugs it off of his shoulders. Your fingers deftly undo the button and fly of his pants and they fall to the floor as his mouth finds yours again.

His kisses are slow and sensual...almost as if he were kissing you for the first time. He gently lays you back on the bed and then his whole body is covering yours, his chest pressed against yours and he's so warm and soft above you. His kisses trail down your throat to your breasts and then further down your stomach, soft and wet. When he moves back up to take one of your nipples in his mouth, you moan and arch your back, as he happily sucks. When his mouth finally makes it to your cunt, you're almost delirious. It's like it's finally sinking in that this isn't like any of the other times you've fucked, this is him and you together and all of your senses are heightened because this is real.

"S'wet for me honey," he mumbles out before he dives in. He's licking and sucking and absolutely devouring you and you don't even have the chance to let him know before your back is arching and you're cumming on his tongue. His name is still a chant on your lips when he moves back up to kiss you.

"Never came that fast for me before," he says breathlessly against your lips.

"Never felt like that before" you tell him.

"Feels different this time, doesn't it?"

"Yes."

He kisses you again as one of his hands entwines with yours as the other positions his cock at your entrance.

"I've never wanted anyone as much as I want you right now." He says, eyes boring into yours.

"Fuck, me either."

And then he's sliding into you slowly, letting you really feel him, inch by glorious inch. The sex is slow and soft and full of all of the emotions you've both been feeling for a while now and are finally able to express.

Afterwards, you snuggle into his chest, your head on his shoulder and everything is blissfully hazy, He kisses your forehead over and over and says, "m"best girl. Ya know that, righ'?"

You snuggle into him even further and press kisses to his neck. You know it now.

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[kolsmikaelson]

dating oliver wahlstrom headcanons

a/n- just wanna state, this is not my original idea, there are plenty of other dating [insert player] hc’s out there but i havent seen one with ollie so, here it is! gif is not mine, credits to owner! this is all sfw! y/i= your initials. not proofread sorry! enjoy! join my taglist

i think he’d be rlly clingy in the mornings, like just after waking up

(he’s always clingy but he tries not to show it often)

like you’ll want to get up in the morning and he’s there going

‘uh-uh stay here’

is the literal embodiment of this emoji during times like this ‘🥺’

he just loves you so much

ok ok wait back to before yall got together

you’d met after a game, your best friend made you go

and they wanted to wait around after the game to see if you could catch a glimpse of any of the players

and you’d caught ollies eye

he smiled your way & you gave him on in return no matter what your mood was in that moment

he didn’t say anything to you then but a few days later you bumped into him (literally) in one of his favorite shops

he’d start talking to you & end up asking for your number

after a couple of weeks of talking he asked you on a date and your relationship went from there

everyone on the team loved you, wags, players, & even their kids loved you (some more than they liked ollie)

one day you’re over at the eberle’s home for some off season fun when you’re playing with jordans daughter

ollie is standing off to the side watching you with the softest look on his face

ebs walks over and goes ‘you really love them huh?’

he blushes hard at that tbh

‘yeah i do’

its the first time he really realized he loves you

he almost tells you he loves you that same night

but decides to take you on a date the next day and tell you then

fast forward a few months

you and ollie have gotten really serious

he bought a promise ring for you not long after your first i love yous but never gave it to you

he was a nervous wreck if im being honest

he got a simple engraving on the inside

its “y/i + o.w”

you almost cry cause its such an intimate moment

he’d do anything for you

you get sick? he’s up making you soup and getting you pain medicine

you’re sad? he’s your biggest hype man

you’re happy? he’s doing anything to keep you in that mood

you wanna rant about something you’re passionate about? he’s all ears

(he’d end up staring at your lips while your talking bc he wants to kiss you)

he absolutely loves kissing you

but you wanna watch a new show or movie? he’s down

all in all ollie would be the best

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[annab-nana]

wait okay taking yours and sam’s kid to play dates with stucky’s kid 🥺

i live for dad!sam 😍

"sarah!" your little girl squealed upon seeing her best friend and running in her direction. sarah too left her parents to run to her buddy and the pair united in a tight embrace.

"let's go play on the swings?" sarah suggested and your darla wasted no time in agreeing. you and sam met with steve and bucky in the middle as you all watched your little girls have a fun time.

"i can't believe they will be starting school next week," steve mentioned when you all sat at a nearby picnic table.

"i know but i'm happy they will have each other," you brought up.

"do you think the next pair will be as close as they are?" bucky spoke when he noticed sam's hand rubbing over your swell of a stomach. you four didn't intend on having another baby at the same time again but it just happened. you remember feeling off one day when the pair was telling you of their plans to have another. that feeling continued for a bit and you began to feel a little nauseous. the test came back positive and you and sam were going to have a baby boy in a few months.

"i hope so," sam stated while his eyes found the girls again. "their friendship is too cute and everyone needs a best friend."

"are y'all still going to keep the sex a surprise?" you asked excitedly. you didn't know how they weren't chomping at the bit to find out. you couldn't wait to find out with each pregnancy so it was mindblowing to you that they choose to wait when they could know right now if they wanted to.

"yes, y/n," steve chuckled along with the rest of the guys. all of them knew of your excessive need to know and found it adorable. "lydia knows, but that is it."

"how is lydia by the way?" sam questioned at the mention of their surrogate. before he could answer, the pair of cute girls came up to your table.

"mr. and mrs. wilson?" sarah asked in a small voice using the manners that steve and bucky had drilled into her.

"yes, sweetheart?" you answered as you and sam gave her your undivided attention. you all knew where this question was headed but acted inconspicuous anyway.

"can darla spend the night at my house tonight?"

"as long as it is okay with your dads, it's okay with us." the girls let out an excited squeal before turning to steve and bucky with hopeful eyes.

"yes, it's okay with us," bucky said with a wide grin after he and steve shared a look to say it was okay. sarah and darla squealed even louder before they skipped off to the slide.

"it'll be an eventful night at your house tonight," sam snickered while pulling you closer to him.

"i'm sure it will be just as eventful at your place too," bucky quipped, sending you each a knowing glance and smirk. you were quick to hide your face in sam's neck while they all chuckled. the four of you talked while your girls played until eventually it got darker.

"we will get some of darla's things together and drop it off at your place in an hour," sam informed steve and bucky as he got darla's car seat set up in their car.

"have fun you two," you spoke as you gave them each a hug and shut the car door behind them.

"we could say the same for you both," steve taunted causing sam to roll his eyes and you to tug his hand closer to your car.

"bye guys! take care of our girl, okay?" you shouted as you neared your car across the street.

"we will!"

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[shinaus]

hi i just found your account and i love your writing! since shinsou’s bday is coming up i thought maybe it would be cute to see a piece for him with the prompt “you made these cupcakes for me?” where he’s still getting used to being in the hero course but he and the reader have developed a close relationship (*cough* crushing on each other *cough*) and when reader makes him cupcakes for his bday he’s like....🥺♥️👉👈 THANK YOU ILY!

A/N: i swear to god this is the best request on this earth. i had to mull over it for DAYS because i couldn’t stop thinking about crush shinso and how to make sure i get this right - honestly bless your heart! and thank you, i’m so glad that you enjoy my writing 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

fluff prompt: “You made these cupcakes for me?”

words: 2.6k.. worth it for the soon to be birthday boy tho

Getting to be in the hero course has made you feel incredibly lucky. To be able to work and bond with those who will be alongside you in keeping the city safe in the future is no easy feat however, given the huge amount of physical training and general academics to keep up with. But to you it was worth every minute, even when there were days when you felt like your body may give out on you from strain or your brain goes to mush after a particularly hard test.

When Hitoshi Shinso moved into the hero course, even you could feel just how daunting it was. There was a lot done already in your first year: including picking out hero names and having costumes designed. Not only that, but the amount you had all been through not only in training but in experience with petty criminals and the League of Villains on multiple instances would likely set him back even with how capable he is.

When approached by your homeroom teacher, Professor Aizawa - who had asked you to help Shinso with his studies, of course you said yes. You can only imagine the toll the transfer would be taking on him, so you were more than happy to lend a hand wherever you could. So every few nights and occasional weekends if there were tests approaching, you would meet up with him either in the library or in the common room of the dorms to go over school work.

Quickly you learned that he was incredibly intelligent, not to mention that his physical training was on par with the rest of your class. Clearly he wasn’t messing around when it came to his want to be a hero, and you really admired his dedication. With spending so much time together and being able to so easily get along however - you may have developed a small crush on him.

I mean, what was not to like? He could hold his own in a fight, had an incredibly powerful quirk and can make good use of his capture weapon, is smart, admittedly super attractive while also having a good nature and sense of humour? You were sold. However, you knew there was no time for such things, especially with him having so much to catch up on. Admittedly you’d never want to burden him with your feelings, so you were more than happy just being friends and study partners for the time being. 

-

It was a Friday, the day that you two usually spend catching up on the workload for that week so you can properly enjoy the weekend and free time. After the final indication that class had handed, you move to stand and walk over to his desk - however Kaminari beats you to it. He’s been actively trying to make friends with Shinso ever since he moved into your class, which you can’t help but find sweet. Deciding you wouldn’t want to interrupt, you perch yourself onto your desk as you end up catching wind on what they’re talking about.

“So you’re really not wanting to do anything next weekend?” you hear from Kaminari, the whine leaving his mouth almost making you laugh. “Come on man - it’s your birthday! What better time for us all to go do something fun?”

It’s his birthday soon?, you think to yourself. Mostly wondering why he had never brought it up to you before when you were first getting to know each other. Maybe he’s just not the type to celebrate it?

You take a quick glance over to him as he shrugs, not being able to help yourself but think the lopsided smile he gives his friend is kind of cute. “I already told you Denki, I’m not really big on birthdays.” he replies casually, bringing a small frown to your features. How can someone not be ‘big’ on birthdays? “I’m cool with hanging out next week, but I’d just rather not make a big deal out of it. Plus I...” his voice lowers then, now making you unable to hear whatever he tells Kaminari. 

It leaves you to wonder if that could be the reason he didn’t tell you about his birthday before, maybe he’s just never really celebrated it? As you think on it, your eyes on your feet as your legs swing slightly, you only just notice the other set of feet join you. Looking up, your met with the indigo eyes of your classmate.

“Hey Y/N” he greets you, the smile on his face making you mirror his expression. “You ready to go?”. Hopping off of the desk carefully as to not land on his feet, you give him a nod.

“Yup! Sorry - I zoned out a little.” you admit, your cheeks going the smallest bit red. Thus begins your walk back to the dorms, side by side with Shinso. The conversation shared between you both is mostly casual, revolving around anything school related since that was the task you were assigned after his transfer. However, you both realised over time how much you had in common, easily becoming more comfortable around one another.

The study session goes as it normally does, you running through everything that all of the teachers went over that week and having him pick out anything he may need more work on. It was easier done than physical training, since as much as you hate to admit it he did almost have you beat in that department. After finding out about Aizawa basically scouting him during the time of your work study - you easily seen how he managed to bulk up so fast.

Once your studying was done, usually you both just spend the rest of the night hanging out. He had said he found new music he thought you would like, so now here you both are. Sitting on the floor of his room while it plays, both of your backs leaning against the bed. It’s beyond relaxing in all honesty, only ever feeling a warm and welcoming presence from him unlike what you used to hear others say about him. It saddens you that people would get such a wrong idea of him, or that they ever think someone having a quirk like his just automatically makes him a villain.

Thinking back over his conversation with Kaminari earlier, you decide you want to do something for him for his birthday. Nothing big - especially since you overheard his obvious distaste to things like that. So you think over what you could do that’s subtle, something that he’d like without making him feel like the centre of attention.

“Hey, Shinso?” you turn to him, your eyes quickly meeting his. He gives you a small smile, a usual indicator that he’s listening to you, so you continue. “What do you think is better, sweets or cake?” You realise how obvious a question this may be, so you at least make up a good excuse if he decides to pry.

“Oh cake - hands down” he quickly responds, him realising so making his cheeks go a bit red which just makes him look so cute to you. “When I was a kid I used to always buy these certain ones at the store since I’m still useless in the kitchen, I think the vanilla ones were my favourite.” The smile on your own face widens, silently appreciating how easily he opens up to you.

Letting out a small hum, you nod your head in agreement. “A very good choice I’d say, and same here on the kitchen thing.” Both of you let out small chuckles before going back to comfortable silence, the music still playing softly in the background.

As you pack up your things once it starts getting late and bid him goodnight, you make a quick detour before heading to your room. Let’s hope Sato isn’t asleep just yet, you think to yourself.

-

You really should have emphasised to Shinso that night how truly bad you were in the kitchen. After going and consulting with Sato, he makes you up a simple enough recipe he uses when he needs a quick sugar fix. However after two failed attempts at getting them right, you almost want to give up. Enlisting the help of the taller boy eventually, as he opens his door to you pouting and practically covered in flour.

Attempt number 3 was thankfully a success, realising you have much better skills in decorating than you do in baking. After promising Sato you’ll make it up to him, you head back to your room with your baked goods safely stored in their box. Your plan would soon be in action, deciding the best day to give them to him would be Monday after class since you never caught wind of what day his actual birthday was.

Heading to bed on that Sunday night, suddenly you felt increasingly more nervous than you had anticipated. What if he doesn’t like them? Or thinks it’s too much? Will he think it’s some kind of confession instead of for his birthday? (Not that you’d of minded that). Before you let your mind get filled with all of these troublesome thoughts, you lie down and try to get some sleep.

- 

The day arrives where you take your small tupperware dish of cupcakes into class with you in your bag, trying hard to not make it look too obvious. Sitting down in your seat, the nerves still don’t seem to cease. 

What if he really doesn’t like them? Or get mad I overheard the conversation? Or-

Your thought process is interrupted by the boy himself, walking into class and sending a wave your way before making his way to his own seat. Once he did, you let out a breath you didn’t realise you were holding. Had just looking at him always made you nervous? Class begins not long after, and ends quicker than you could ever have expected. With practically no time to mentally prepare yourself, you stand from your chair as everyone begins to clear out. Shinso stays sitting for a moment longer, so you take that opportunity to move and stand in front of his desk as he starts to stand up.

“Oh- hey Y/N” he looks up at you and gives you the same smile he always does, but it does nothing but quicken your already racing heart. Taking a quick glance around the room as people begin to continue leaving, you realise you’ve said nothing to him when he speaks up again. “Everything okay?”

Shoulders tensing slightly, you quickly turn to meet his eyes again. “U-uh yeah! Yeah everything’s fine..” you trail off, the hand in your bag holding the box tightening. “I just...” god of all times you couldn’t find your words, why did it have to be now?

In a moment of probable panic, you near enough shove the box into his unexpecting hands. You’re embarrassed, cheeks dusted pink as you decide it’s probably best to try and talk again if you don’t look at him. Squeezing your eyes shut, you make a second attempt. “When you spoke to Kaminari the other day, I overhead that it was your birthday. I couldn’t figure out what day it was b-but I thought I’d you know- I’d make you something” your face feels like it’s burning at this point, but you relent. “I tried to make them like the ones you talked about, from when you were a kid, I had Sato to help me since he’s obviously better at this kind of thing than I am but they might just be awful so if they are I’m sor-”

You hear a sharp intake of breath, causing you to crack one eye open to look at his face. It’s bright red, probably matching yours at this point but his is partnered with his widened eyes. “You...” he starts, causing you to start to worry you’ve made a mistake. “You made these cupcakes for me?”

You can only nod, trying to calm yourself down and eventually open your eyes again. However, before you even get a spare second you’re all but pulled into his arms. He wraps his around your waist and buries his head into your neck, helping you release a breath of relief. Still with confusion filling you however, you wrap your arms around him in return and remain like that for probably a good few minutes.

“Nobody’s ever done something like that for me before” he whispers, his voice being the softest you’ve ever heard it. “Thank you.. you really didn’t have to go through all this trouble for me.” You smile then, a hand coming up to gently pat his head so you can look at him again.

With a bit more confidence, your smile widens. “I wanted to.” you tell him sincerely, watching his own smile match yours. “I know you’ve had it hard since your transfer and you’ve put up with me for as long as you have, you deserve to have something nice - especially for your birthday.” Looking down again, you watch as his arms move from around you back to his sides, but one hand reaches out and brushes against your own.

“You wanna know what else I told Kaminari?” the blush suddenly returning to his face, you nod as you await his answer. “I uh- told him that I only really wanted to hang out with you on my birthday. Even if you didn’t know, I couldn’t really think of a better way to spend it..”

“Shinso..” voice coming out in a whisper, you don’t realise he wasn’t done. “I was also going to...” he trails off, hand now properly reaching for yours and slowly linking your fingers together. “You know what? Screw it.”

A gasp leaves you as he pulls slightly on your hand, bringing you mere inches away from him. His other hand comes up to rest against your cheek, thumb grazing lightly over the skin. “I was also going to tell you that I liked you, thinking maybe if we got to spend some time together without studying you’d consider me if I asked you out.” Your eyes widen at his admission, wondering how dense you must have been to not have consider him liking you back.

Feeling a little more confident, you lean into him. “Whether or not we did hang out, I’d be an idiot to say no..” you tell him honestly, watching his eyes practically light up. “I like you too”

Neither of you could tell who leaned in first, but it didn’t matter when you felt his lips against yours. He was gentle, soft almost, still only exuding that warm and feeling you had gotten oh so comfortable with. He leans against the back of his desk then, bringing you that little bit closer as he moves against you.

Some time passes before you pull apart, blushes evident on both of your faces as you catch your breath. “We probably shouldn’t-” both of you chime in at the same time, laughing at the situation arising between you.

“Yeah..” he finishes, hand coming up to scratch the back of his neck. “Come hang out in my dorm with me?” he suggests, moving to pick up the both of your bags. “Case you need any convincing on that date offer.”

You laugh again, reaching over to give his shoulder a gentle whack. “Can I say yes but still ask for some convincing?”. Humming as if in thought, he then gives you a quick nod. “I’m sure I can work with that..”

As you begin your walk back to the dorms together, you stop for a brief moment, “Oh- and Shinso?” you call out to him softly. “Hitoshi..” he corrects you, heat rushing to his face again as it does yours.

“Hitoshi...” testing the name out, your smile only widens. “Happy Birthday.”  

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