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juyeonszn · 7 months

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PAIRING lee juyeon x f!reader

WORD COUNT 4.61k

GENRES fluff ﹒ smut ﹒ minuscule bit of angst

WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, mature language, boy next door/neighbor au, reader was in a toxic-ish relationship, juyo is so cute and so sweet, until he’s kinda 😵‍💫 yk?, um kevin and changmin appearances, reader being absolutely irrevocably impossibly down bad for juyeon’s hands, so hand kink lol, making out, vaginal fingering, cum eating…. lol, they get a little sappy at the end

SUMMARY maybe this was for the better. maybe it was okay to let your guard down every once in a while, so long as it was always for your flirty neighbor.

MORE i would like to apologize for putting this out a day late… um i was really busy preparing for my enhypen concert so 😭 not a lot of writing was happening since there wasn’t enough brain juice flowing. anyways. ENJOY <3 pls rb if u did! (ALSO THANK U REESE AND @sungbeam FOR BETAING AND EDITING <<<3 i love y’all sm)

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If there was one thing you took pride in, it was your keen sense of hospitality.

You’d been raised as the type of girl to always be welcoming when a new face arrived, to be that guiding light for them as they adjusted to all the changes in their life. When you were little, your mother taught you to introduce yourself first, because you never knew if that person was shy or not. Of course, there was the usual ‘Stranger Danger’ pep talk, but it differed greatly from the new friend pep talk.

The first time you exhibited this wonderful trait of yours was in middle school when the foreign student in your class was forced to stand at the front of the room. He wasn’t necessarily shy, but you could tell he didn’t really enjoy being put on the spot, hands behind his back as he said his name and where he was from.

Kevin Moon. Age 13. Vancouver, Canada.

The only empty desk in the classroom was the one beside yours, and that was the golden opportunity to become best friends with the new kid. As soon as he settled into his seat and class had resumed as normal, you leaned over slightly and cupped a hand over your mouth to whisper loud enough that he could hear.

“Hi! I’m Y/N!”

He gave you a small smile in return and from then on, you and Kevin Moon were the best of friends.

The second time you proved your kindness was your freshman year of college. It was still syllabus week, but your professor had sent out an email over the weekend with papers that needed to be printed and brought to class. The guy next to you didn’t get the memo, freaking out over already messing things up on the first day.

You didn’t know him at all, but you felt bad that he was so stressed. In turn, you decided to rip up your own papers. He looked at you like you were crazy, maybe because you were. What idiot does something like that?

You give him a warm smile. “There. Now we’re both missing it.”

All he can do is laugh, shaking his head in disbelief. “I’m Changmin.”

“Y/N.”

After that, Ji Changmin came to be another one of your closest friends. It was kind of silly that something your mother instilled in you at a young age had become such a big part of your life. It brought you people who you’d cherish forever. But it also brought people you wish you’d never met.

“Get the fuck out.”

“Y/N, babe, we can work through this—”

“Are you deaf?” Your tone raises and your feet carry you to the front door, swinging it open. “I said to get out of my apartment.”

“We’ve been together for three years. You’re not gonna fight for us?” He pleads, clasping his hands as he stands in front of you.

“Why would I? Why should I stay with someone who doesn’t value me enough to stay loyal?” You seethe, your anger growing in size the longer you glare at his pathetic face. The face of a man you thought would love you until death did you part.

“She meant nothing to me!” He tries to rationalize with you, but you won’t have any of it. You weren’t stupid and you sure as hell weren’t blind.

“Do you take me as a fucking fool, Daehyun? I’ve known for months that you weren’t ‘working late at the office’. She even DMed me and showed me screenshots of your messages. Now get out before I call the cops.” You’re so pissed off that you don’t even realize you’re crying, fat tears trickling down your hot cheeks.

“After all I’ve done for you and all I’ve given you? You’re gonna act like a bitch?” He drops the innocent boyfriend act, backing you into the doorframe.

“Leave, Daehyun.” You say flatly. You’re not gonna give him the satisfaction of crumbling beneath the weight of his words. You knew the truth, you knew what kind of person he truly was after all this time.

He scoffs, grabbing his jacket off the hook beside him and finally storming out of your apartment. You cover your mouth with your hand to muffle the sobs that so badly want to escape. You watch as he bumps shoulders with a stranger holding a box, thankfully not looking back at you.

You make eye contact with said stranger, eyes wide like a child who’d just gotten caught with their hands in a cookie jar. His eyes resemble those of your friends’ when you told them you’d found out about your boyfriend’s infidelity. You both stand there for a moment, an impromptu staring contest ensuing.

Quickly, you snap out of your trance, cowering into your apartment. You vaguely remember the elderly woman across the hall mentioning that someone was moving into the unit beside yours. She had never told you a specific date, though. Had you known it was today, you might’ve expedited the dramatic break-up with Daehyun.

How could you possibly introduce yourself to him after he witnessed that? And in your current state; snot-nosed and teary-eyed? There was no way. You’d just have to postpone that for another day. Hopefully he didn’t mind too much.

“Was he cute?”

“Kevin, why is that what you’re worried about?” Changmin’s mouth pulls into a thin line, smacking the slightly older male over the back of the head. He winces, caressing the spot to ease the pain.

“I wasn’t really paying attention to that when I had just shoved my cheating ex boyfriend out of my apartment,” you push around the ramyeon on your plate with your chopsticks. “I do feel terrible that he had to see that though. But how can I face him after that?”

Kevin taps his chin with his index finger, lips pursed in thought. “Why don’t you bake for him? Welcome him to the complex like the hospitable neighbor you are.”

“That’s not a half bad idea, actually.” Changmin nods, shoveling some rice onto his spoon. The Pisces deadpans and reclines in his chair.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“Okay, enough bickering you two. I need you to finish eating so I can start planning what to bake.”

The third time you practice your mother’s life lesson, is the next evening when you’re face-to-face with your neighbor’s door.

Your hands have begun to clam up beneath the warm tupperware of cookies you were holding. Were you supposed to just knock on his door like everything was fine and dandy? What if he wasn’t even home? Maybe you should just leave the baked goods with a note and—

The door swings open to reveal the stranger from a few days ago. However, this time he also wears that expression of shock, cat-like eyes widened. Your mouth moves like fish out of water, not sure what you should say or how you should say it. So you don’t think and you just act, extending the tupperware towards him.

“H-Hi, I’m Y/N, I’m your neighbor,” your speech is a little shaky, but you’re too nervous to focus on that. “I— um— I baked these for you as a housewarming gift to welcome you to the complex. As well as an apology for making you a bystander in my messy breakup.”

His features relax as a smile inches its way onto his face, graciously accepting the treats you made for him. “Thank you, you didn’t have to do that. And don’t even worry about it, I just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.”

“N-No, you’re fine, I swear! We shouldn’t have aired our dirty laundry so publicly like that. You did nothing wrong.” You wave your hands as if physically dismissing his words. He lets out a little chuckle that warms your chest.

“If it’s any consolation, I’m glad that you left the dude. He sounded like a total asshole,” your neighbor tucks the tupperware under his arm, leaning against the threshold of his apartment. “You seem too nice to settle for somebody like that. From what I’ve seen, of course.”

You don’t know why that has your heart skipping a beat like a high school girl. Perhaps it had to do with the fact that he really was cute. He had a boyish charm to him, but not so much so that it overpowered how handsome he was. Kevin was going to have a field day with this information.

“Uh, thank you. I should be getting back to my place now. I have an early day at work tomorrow. Have a good night!” You clear your throat to kick yourself out of whatever stupor you were about to fall into, bowing. As you’re turning on your heel to make the ten foot trip to your own apartment, he calls out your name.

“I’m Juyeon, by the way.” He grins, waving as you push open your door.

“Now that is quite the interesting development.” Kevin snorts, helping himself to one of the raspberry filled donuts you’d just finished baking.

“If you keep eating my product, I’m gonna have to kick you out of the kitchen and out of my bakery,” you chide, swatting his hands away from the baker’s rack. “And how is that interesting in the slightest? I literally gave him the cookies, apologized, and that was that.”

“He was literally flirting with you, Y/N. Changmin, tell her I’m right. Apparently I’m no longer a voice of reason here.” He says through a full mouth.

“I mean, yeah? Kinda? Calling a girl nice is usually guy code for ‘I think you’re attractive and I could see myself sleeping with you’,” Changmin shrugs, tearing off a piece of Kevin’s donut. “But I also see where you’re coming from. You did just meet each other. He could’ve just been trying to console you in a way.”

“Why am I even friends with men when they’re useless?” You throw your head back, speaking to no one in particular.

Perhaps Kevin truly was overthinking the situation. Juyeon seemed to be a kind person who probably didn’t want any problems with his neighbors. It made sense why he’d side with you after witnessing your break up. Besides, the wounds were still too fresh to even consider thinking of anyone else in such a way. No matter how hot they may be…

You’d just have to wait and see for yourself. Only time could tell what would become of the nature of your relationship with your cute new neighbor.

You look insane with everything in your cart, filled to the brim with baking ingredients. It was around 10 PM and here you were, at the grocery store buying the things needed to make cinnamon rolls. Being a baker with a bit of a sweet tooth meant your cravings got a little out of hand at times, forcing you to make drastic decisions. (I.E. grocery shopping so late at night.)

Even your clothing choice was silly: flimsy pajama shorts with Care Bears patterned on them, a baggy t-shirt, and matching slippers. It’s not like anyone cared anyway. And it wasn’t like you were trying to impress anybody either.

But as you’re walking towards the registers, you start to regret your outfit. You very quickly spot your neighbor with a basket on his arm, waiting in line for self-checkout. You feel all the color drain from your face as you stand there, staring like an absolute idiot.

He’s dressed in a pair of grey sweatpants, a hoodie swallowing his figure. He looks so effortlessly good, it kind of makes you upset. Because how are you just now meeting a guy who’s both kind and attractive? As far as you were concerned, they didn’t exist in real life— they only existed in fairytales.

Juyeon looks up from his phone and catches your eye, his hand coming up to give you a little wave and one of those crinkly eye smiles that he does when you pass each other in the hall.

As the weeks have passed, you’ve seen him more and more than you deemed normal. You’d bump into each other on the way to or from picking up your mail, you’d hold the elevator for the other in record time, and you’d even leave your apartments at the same time. Now it appears you’re running into the guy at the supermarket, too. You tried to chalk it all up to coincidence, that you just both happened to be thinking on the same wavelength.

But shyly waving back to him right now reminds you that divine intervention had crazy ways of working its magic. Perhaps those had all just been openings for you to engage in something more with your cute neighbor. And there was only one way to find out.

You psych yourself up as you walk towards him, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. Juyeon’s smile grows wider as he notices you approaching. “Hey, stranger. What are you up to tonight?”

“Some late baking,” you giggle, wanting to punch yourself in the face for sounding like a goddamn school girl. “I was actually wondering if you’d like to come over and keep me company? Totally up to you of course! I just thought it might be nice to get to know each other properly.”

Your suggestion is what leads the two of you to meet back up at your apartment after purchasing your respective groceries. You attempt to tidy up as best you can while you wait for the knock at your door, setting out all the ingredients on the counter and preheating your oven.

The soft knock comes moments later and you find yourself practically running to open the door, grinning at the sheepish expression on Juyeon’s face. You allow him inside of your apartment, trailing after him into the kitchen. Part of you felt like you were moving on too fast after Daehyun. As a baker, your kitchen was your safe space. It was where you went when you needed to be alone and in the comfort of what you knew best. Kevin and Changmin were the only ones you trusted to be within that element. For you to let Juyeon in— to let him permeate the walls you’ve never let down before, not even with your ex— was brand new territory.

“I almost forgot you own a bakery,” Juyeon speaks up, fingers tracing along the stand mixer. “But seeing all this expensive equipment reminded me of that. It only makes sense that someone as sweet as you would constantly be around sweet treats.”

You fail to bite back your smile. Maybe this was for the better. Maybe it was okay to let your guard down every once in a while, so long as it was always for your flirty neighbor. He laughs when you nudge his shoulder, grabbing all the dry ingredients for the dough.

“On a scale of one to ten, how patient are you?” You ask, avoiding his eyes as you open the flour. The question was in regards to several things.

“I’d say about an eight or nine. Patience is a virtue, you know. It comes easily if you practice hard enough.” He answers, leaning against the counter and watching you.

You let out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding in, searching for your measuring cups. Both you and Juyeon begin to measure out the dry ingredients, dumping them into the mixing bowl. You decide to let him take some of the reins, folding in the mixture of milk, egg, butter, and yeast. While he does that, you prepare the cinnamon sugar.

“I think I’m done. What do I do next?” He turns to you, head cocked to the side slightly. You might actually die of cuteness aggression. The duality of man would one day drive you to the brink of insanity.

“Now you just knead it until it’s smooth.” Your back is to him as you say this, putting away any refrigerated items so they don’t go bad. But as you face him again, you wish you hadn’t.

Your eyes zero in on his hands, kneading the dough with careful, nimble fingers. You feel light-headed as you slip into a spell, gawking at how long and slender they are, massaging the dough like an expert. How had you never noticed how big and pretty his hands were?

Maybe baking with Juyeon was a bad idea. You could barely focus on anything but his fingers pressing the under-construction-cinnamon rolls into the counter. Oh how badly you wanted to be that dough— his hands all over you, groping and massaging and kneading and caressing everywhere they could reach.

The veins running up his arms weren’t helping either, instead fueling the fire burning in the pit of your stomach. You feel your lips part, eyes glossed over with that all too familiar lustful intensity. You wouldn’t be surprised if you had to wipe away drool after this.

“Y/N?” Juyeon glances up from the dough, a little taken aback by your reverie. He follows your line of sight, grinning to himself smugly when he realizes what has you so transfixed. He’s finally found your weakness, and he couldn’t wait to dangle it over your head. Patience was a virtue, but perhaps it would be okay for him to dabble with a vice for once.

He pushes out the dough, using his thumbs to spread it into a rectangular shape. He feels his blood pressure rising the darker your eyes get. However, he’s aware that you just recently got out of a relationship. He wants to move at a pace you’re comfortable with. So he won’t take the first step. He has to leave that up to you.

It’s at a certain point that you come to, blinking to force away the dirty thoughts plaguing your mind. You travel your field of vision to his face, where you find him already looking at you. Your cheeks heat up in mortification from being caught red-handed. You were just gawking at the poor guy’s like they were a piece of fresh meat. This was terrible.

You swallow thickly, averting eye contact to grab the bowl of cinnamon sugar. “Uh, we can start forming the rolls now so they can rise. And then— um— and then we can make the glaze.”

The burn of his gaze on your profile has you tripping over your words, cinnamon sugar sprinkling onto the counter space surrounding and the knife almost slipping from your grip when you go to cut the dough. Juyeon catches it for you, wrapping his fingers around yours to guide your movements and keep them steady.

You feel his breath behind your ear, his chest pressed to your back. His hand is so much larger than your own, nearly covering it entirely. He doesn’t make an effort to move either, rolling the dough into swirl shapes along with you. The whole time this is happening, neither of you are saying a word, letting the silence consume you and the air around you.

As the rolls are rising/baking, you set up everything necessary for making the icing. Juyeon watches with hearts in his eyes as you whisk the sugar, cream cheese, vanilla, and butter in a separate bowl. He wonders how many other people you let see you in this setting. How many people get to see you do the thing you love so dearly?

“I’d like to visit your bakery sometime, if you wouldn’t mind,” Juyeon suddenly says, resting his elbows on the counter as you taste test the icing. “I wanna try all of the desserts you bake.”

“I’m opening later tomorrow morning actually,” you smile, humming in appreciation when the sweetness of the glaze hits your taste buds. “You can come with me to try the fresh batches before I put them out? I’ll warn you though, I get there at like six.”

“AM?” His eyes practically pop out of their sockets.

“Yes, AM.” You laugh, lightly shoving him backwards.

“I’ll put like ten alarms so I can make sure I’m up in time, then.” He pokes his cheek with his tongue, tipping his head to the side. The goofy smile on your face remains even after minutes have passed and the two of you are just waiting for the cinnamon rolls to finish baking.

It feels like hours have gone by with the two of you standing there when they’re finally ready. The ding of the oven has you springing into action, putting on some oven mitts and taking out the baking sheet. Juyeon's eyes light up and even though you’d just been losing your mind over how insane he was making you, you find yourself cooing at him.

He laughs as you grab a couple spare icing bags for the cinnamon roll glaze, filling them generously. You hand one over to him and decide to split the rolls evenly, icing one half yourself while he does the other. And for once, you think that tonight might end normally. You think that nothing eventful will happen and you’ll just ice the cinnamon rolls without problems.

But you were wrong, like always.

“Ah, shit—”

You glance up from the roll you were glazing to see what the fuss was about. Juyeon’s icing bag tore somehow, the sticky topping getting all over his hand. Truly, you were no better than a man, with the filthy thoughts inhabiting your brain almost instantaneously.

He brings his hand up to his mouth, licking the glaze off the back of his hand and wrapping his lips around his thumb. You felt dizzy, drunk on the sight of your extremely attractive neighbor doing something so sensual without even trying to. You bite your lip, accidentally dropping your own icing bag due to lack of attention.

Juyeon smirks slightly, relishing in the way it takes absolutely nothing to hypnotize you with his hands alone. He really tried to keep himself contained. He really wanted you to extend the first olive branch, but he knows you’re apprehensive. So just this once, he tells himself that it’s okay to initiate, to give you a little push in the right direction.

He takes a step closer to you, caging you against the counter. You stare up at him with wide, doe eyes, as if you were completely innocent despite the naughty images flashing behind them. Juyeon brings his thumb up to your lips, the pad of it still covered in icing.

“Think you could clean this up for me?” He asks, voice low and husky. You could actually combust with that all on its own.

Just like your formal introduction, you don’t give yourself the time to think, and act, instead, running your tongue along the length of his thumb. Juyeon doesn’t restrain the groan in the back of his throat, holding your face in his hands and pulling you in for a kiss.

You reciprocate immediately, fisting his hoodie like it was the only thing capable of stabilizing you. Maybe it was, with the way Juyeon’s lips synchronized with yours and his fingers tangled in your hair. You thought the ground would swallow you whole and wake you up from this dream. On what planet did someone like Lee Juyeon like a girl like you?

His hands slide down your body, groping everything in their path desperately before cupping under your thighs and lifting you onto the counter. He knocks the baking sheet of cinnamon rolls out of the way, palms rubbing up and down the sides of your legs. You want more, so much more, but you’re afraid to ask. You’re afraid to start something you’re not even sure you can emotionally handle.

Juyeon senses your hesitation, detaching from you momentarily. “We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want. I understand if you still need time.”

“N-No, I want this— I want you— I'm just… scared.” You breathe, your forehead using his shoulder for support.

“I'm not him, Y/N. I can give you the world if you’d let me. I’d never do what he did to you, that’s a promise.” He holds your chin between his thumb and forefinger, kissing the crown of your head.

“Okay,” you nod, smiling up at him. “I trust you, Juyeon.”

You reconnect your lips as his fingers slip beneath your pajama shorts, toying with the waistband of your panties. His lips curl up when he feels you squirm, legs parting to make more room for him in the middle of them. You sigh, body shuddering when he drags his knuckle down your clothed slit.

Juyeon hooks his fingers into your shorts and underwear, hauling them down your legs. You place your hands behind you to brace yourself, a shiver trailing your spine when the cool air of your apartment hits your warm core. He groans again at the sight of you bare for him, using two fingers to spread your lower lips.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty,” he swears, his thumb slowly circling your clit.

You whine, tossing your head back as he applies more pressure. Bit by bit, you begin to lose yourself to the pleasure of Juyeon’s gorgeous hands. Soon the stimulation on your clit amplifies when he adds another finger, thrusting it in and out of your entrance. He curls deep inside of you, like he was reaching for something he’d left.

One finger turns to two, and before you know it, Juyeon’s openly finger fucking you on the counter. He leans over your body to keep your lips together, kissing you sloppily while all his focus is on drawing you to the edge. You can almost taste it, your saccharine release in your field of vision now.

It’s a little embarrassing how quickly he was able to wind you up and trip you over the edge, but you feel too euphoric to care. You pause in your kiss to look down at his handy work. (No pun intended.) It makes your head feel foggy and your vision blurry to see his deft fingers fucking you open, veins bulging, like he’d done this many times before. Your hooded eyes follow them up his forearms, a whine escaping your lips.

A particular curl of his fingers and circle of his thumb have you clenching around him, creaming like you’d never had an orgasm in your life. He doesn’t slow his assault, bringing you down just to put you back up on that summit once again. The overstimulation has you cumming a second time in a matter of what felt like seconds, whimpers becoming voluminous moans.

Juyeon kisses you softly, gently pulling out his fingers to lick them clean like he did with the cinnamon roll glaze. A choked groan bubbles past your mouth, tossing an arm over your eyes. He laughs, towing you to the edge of the counter.

He brushes some stray hairs out of your face, moving your arm to smile dopily at you. “I hope you know I was being serious about the whole treating you better thing. If you’ll give me the chance.”

“I know. I told you I trust you, remember?” You nip at the inside of your cheek. His eyes crinkle up like they tend to do when he’s smiling so genuinely. It forces the wind out of you, because how could you ever get used to a sight so stunning?

“You’re so cute.” He laughs, kissing all around your face and smushing your cheeks together.

“Juyeon,” you mumble. “I’m half naked…”

“Even better,” he grins, pecking the tip of your nose. “Makes it that much easier to do all of the other things I wanna do to you.”

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mrswint3rs · 4 months

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More Than He Bargained For

a/n- def gonna write like this more often. It’s sm easier to piece together 😭

NSFW WARNING:

contains- phone sex, sending nudes🙀, mutual masturbation

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Best friend! Prompto who’s been crushing on you since you first met back in high school. Never having the confidence to admit his true feelings, always fearing you’re way out of his league.

Best friend! Prompto who remained friends with you regardless of wanting to be more. Always listening to you rant about your boyfriends who never treated you right. He would. He wanted to so badly, but he was certain you didn’t see him like that.

Best friend! Prompto who’s always at your beck and call. Though he rarely had plans, he always canceled for you if he did. You were his priority even if he wasn’t yours.

Best friend! Prompto who looks forward to all of your texts, no matter what they’re about. He was just happy that you talked to him at all.

Best friend! Prompto who falls asleep on call with you, as a real boyfriend would. Watching and giggling with you as you screen share your favorites on tiktok. Agreeing on the fictional men you find attractive, wishing you’d say those things about him.

Best Friend! Prompto who is utterly shocked at the sight of your naked body via text. Was it an accident? Surely you didn’t mean to send it to him. It was the middle of the night, maybe you just weren’t paying attention.

Best friend! Prompto who sits in chat, just staring at the image before him, dumbfounded. He has no clue on what to say. Should he correct your mistake? Compliment you like he really wants to? Truthfully, he’s never received or sent nudes a day in his life. Sure, he watched porn from time to time but this was different. He knew you. Spent almost all of his free time with you.

Best friend! Prompto who panics internally, feeling so guilty for being turned on to this degree when it probably wasn’t even meant for him. He was hoping you’d realize what had happened, go through the awkward confrontation of the situation so he didn’t have to be the one to bring it up.

Best friend! Prompto who panics even further at the abrupt ringing of his phone. Your beautiful contact photo popping up. The one he took with his camera and adores.

Best friend! Prompto who turns into a stuttering mess as soon as he answers your call. Your voice taking on an unusually soft and seductive tone, one he’d never heard from you. When you ask him what he thought of the picture, time stands still. You really did send it to him purposefully. He didn’t understand where this was coming from. He was so convinced he was nothing more than a friend. Convinced you would never see him as anything other than that. He accepted that a long time ago. So why was this happening now? Out of nowhere.

He goes silent, unknowing of what to say. His cock was growing painfully hard, the image of your pretty tits burned into his brain. He wanted to feel them in his hands, squeeze them, burrow his face between them. Kiss every part of you. But he could never say that aloud. His words catch in his throat, refusing to come out as he wanted. “U-uhm what picture? I haven’t been on my phone, I was playing King’s Knight…”

Fucking idiot. Of course you already knew he saw it. And you knew his gaming console wasn’t in working condition, you talked about it earlier in the day. But that was all he knew how to say. He couldn’t get his overthinking brain to work. He couldn’t think with both heads at once.

Palming himself ‘discreetly’ on the other end, he uses your picture. Thinking he’s pro enough to be silent, but he’s not. Poor boy can’t even control his breath, seemingly forgetting the phone is right up to his face.

“What are you doing now?” you ask teasingly. You weren’t at all oblivious. Fully aware of his feelings for you. Or at least as of recently because he started slacking. Staring at you when he thought you weren’t looking, sneaking screenshots of you when you were asleep on FaceTime. Half the time you weren’t, but you found it adorable. You became more aware of how nervous and red faced he’d get every time you’d hang out. The look he had when you tried on outfits, asking him to judge which was best. He wasn’t subtle at all.

Even you don’t know what came over you. You just had the urge to send yourself to him. Wanted him to lose his mind over you. It felt good. His reaction was expected. Prompto had never even had a girlfriend, that you were aware of at least. It just felt good, being able to make someone into such a mess. His inability to answer your simple questions said enough about how he was feeling, failed attempts at playing it cool. That and his unsteady breathing into the phone.

You knew he was too shy to make a move, considering he’s hidden his feelings for 4 years straight. So you decided to push things. Turning on your camera and setting it up to give him the perfect view of everything. Sat on your bed, propped up by your elbows with your thighs spread apart. Prompto couldn’t contain himself, letting out the slightest moan at the sight before him. Still unknowing of what to say.

“Let me see you,” you request, grinning. “Unless you’re busy playing ‘king’s knight’?”

He had to man up, pull himself together. You were fully on display for him. Giving yourself to him even though he didn’t do anything to deserve it. How did he get so lucky? Was it because you were bored? Or maybe you actually liked him. He never considered that even once. But either way, he couldn’t get out of this, nor did he want to.

So he sets up his phone, positioned on his side table. Taking a deep breath before turning on the camera. He lay there in only his boxers, his bedside lamp illuminating enough so you could see the majority of him. “Is this…good?”

You respond by bringing your hand between your legs, fingers tauntingly circling your clit. “Take the rest off for me.”

He hesitates, he’s never done anything of the sort. But for you, he would do anything. Your wish is his command. He lifts himself, slipping out of his boxers and into nothing, his erection standing tall. It feels so awkward and exposing, yet so natural. The view of your fingers teasing yourself without shame makes him twitch, like a puppy wagging it’s tail.

“Do I have to give you instructions on how to do everything?” So demanding, he never expected it from a sweet girl like you. But he liked it.

He got the memo, pumping a wasteful amount of lotion into his sweaty palm. Putting his insecurities and fears aside, he slowly strokes himself, watching you on the other side. His overwhelming anxiety slipping away as your fingers slip inside your wet hole. His mouth opens agape, yet he’s holding his breath.

He can hear it. Hear the lewd gushing of your pussy as you fuck your fingers into yourself. Hear your soft moans growing louder. As if seeing you like this wasn’t erotic enough.

He tries to match your pace, fisting his cock into his hand as if it was your warm, welcoming cunt. God he wishes so badly that it was. He can’t hold back anymore, whines tumbling out of him. He’s not even embarrassed anymore, it feels too good. His whole body is on fire, legs stiff out in front of him. The more you get into it, the more he does. You were thrusting your fingers in and out so fast it seemed like the camera was lagging. Not even trying to quiet yourself. The girl of his dreams was putting on such a perfect show for him.

Whimpering pathetically, twisting and squeezing down on his cock. You made him feel so much better than any plot-holed porn video ever could. Pre cum leaking out from his swollen tip. He can’t take his eyes off of you, barely even blinking, not caring how silly he may look right now. His eyebrows furrowed, mouth dry from gasping and whining. “Mnn does that feel good? Wish you were fucking me right now, hm?”

Your dirty talking almost kills him. Hand picking up speed, almost enough to hurt. “Just imagine how tight and wet i’d be for you, Prompto.”

The way you say his name in that low, needy voice of yours. As if you needed him as badly as he needed you. His hips jerk, balls tightening as well as his core. He couldn’t hold on for much longer. As much as he tried to hold off, his wrists wouldn’t halt. He needed to cum badly, you were forcing it out of him.

It builds excruciatingly until he just can’t. Cum shooting all over his midriff in spurts. More cum than he’s ever produced in his lifetime. His hand slows, squeezing upwards as he milks the last of it out. Having to stop when he gets too sensitive, causing him to squirm and whine in almost frustration.

You were still going, hurrying to finish up. Trying to catch his breath, he relaxed, just enjoying seeing you in your horny state. One pair of fingers rubbing rapidly at your bundle of nerves, the other steadily stuffing your sopping entrance. Your face scrunching as you finally reach climax. It was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. The way you nervously giggle after finishing made his heart melt. “We should do this more often..” you say in a quizzical manner.

His length softens against himself, feeling satisfied and suddenly really cold. He covers himself with his blanket after cleaning the mess off of himself. Getting settled for the night. He was going to sleep better than ever. “Yeah, we really should…”

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lovebugism · 7 months

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would it be okay to ask punchy x steve babysitting the kids for an afternoon? love the trope so much!

ty for requesting anon :D i love writing for punchy and steve sm!! — steve struggles to manage a date with you while babysitting, but you take it all in stride (established relationship, fluff!, tw for mentions of minor injuries, 2.1k)

fictober (㇏(•̀ᵥᵥ•́)ノ)

You’re a messy eater just like Eddie’s a messy eater.

You get crumbs everywhere and smear everything all over your chin. You never notice that sauce is dripping out of the backs of your burgers until mustard plops into your lap, leaving a faint yellow stain on your black ripped jeans that you’ll never quite get out.

You’re a tornado in the kitchen, a hurricane in restaurants — leaving messes you’ll inevitably clean up before you go because you refuse to be a burden with your chaos.

But your messiness is much more poetic than Eddie’s messiness. You’re wild and ravenous, gentle and violent. You’re a purple thunderstorm made of flesh. Everything you do feels magical.

It’s why Steve doesn’t care when you get bread crumbs all over his flannel that you stole. It’s why he smiles when you get peanut butter on your chin from a too big bite of the PB&J he made you (he cut off the crust and everything).

With your cheeks puffed like a chipmunk’s, Steve reaches across the quilt you sit on and swipes the cream from your chin. He licks it off the pad of his thumb a second later.

“Ew,” you giggle as you chew through the mouthful.

Steve smiles at the heavenly sound. It almost distracts him from the racket of the bustling park and the roughhousing teenagers behind him. Almost.

“You’re so pretty,” he observes quietly with a lopsidedly fond smile on his rosy mouth. No one should be looked at so softly, especially not when they look as messy as you do now.

“You’re disgusting,” you retort, muffled through the food in your mouth until you swallow it down.

Steve’s grin widens. “I know.”

He leans in again, this time to kiss you.

His deep cologne and floral hairspray pervade the grey autumn around you. His lips are pink and softly parted, pretty enough to melt in.

It defies every human instinct to pull away from him.

“Kids are watching, Stevie,” you remind in a gentle murmur.

Your eyes flit past him to Max, Lucas, and Dustin. They stand together on the concrete, watching the redheaded girl flip on her skateboard. She does a cool trick — a kick and a twist that looks too easy when she does it — and they applaud her with all their obnoxious boyishness. She pretends to be annoyed, but you can tell from here that she’s blushing.

Steve loses all his softness with a deep, annoyed huff.

He gets so lost in you that he keeps forgetting they’re even there at all — totally ruining the picnic date he’d planned for you weeks ago.

A laugh tumbles from your mouth at your grumpy boy and his subtle pout. “You invited them, you know?”

“Not by choice,” he grouses, annoyed and unkissed.

He can say that all he wants, but it was sort of by choice. He didn’t have to answer when Dustin called him right before he left to pick you up. He didn’t have to say yes when the boy begged to be picked up with the rest of his friends — ‘cause his dad was back in town and Billy was being particularly dickish to the Mayfield-Sinclair duo.

But he did. Because he can’t ever say no to them.

It’s in his blood to defend them now. Like he’s always been destined to protect a bunch of fourteen-year-old nerds.

Steve glances over his shoulder with an attentive squint in his honey eyes. His heart drops when he sees Dustin shakingly balancing on Max’s skateboard.

Lucas holds his arm to keep the curly-haired boy from toppling over. The redhead stands off the side with her arms crossed, visibly unamused but not intervening either way.

“Okay, if you idiots are gonna skateboard, can you at least put on knee pads or something?” he calls to the three of them. The boys, mostly.

Lucas scoffs out a laugh. “You think we’re just walking around carrying kneepads, Steve?”

The brunette rolls his eyes with a sigh only an annoyed older sibling could muster. The disgruntled scrunch on his face ebbs when he turns to you — the cure to all his problems.

“Just ignore them,” he assures with a tightlipped smile. “Pretend they aren’t here.”

You nod, lifting your hand to push a couple of rouge strands over his forehead. The cinnamon tresses feel like silk between your fingers. You smile when the tendrils flop back into place the second your hand is gone.

“Okay,” you tell him, knowing he’ll have a much harder time ignoring them than you will.

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Steve’s flannel is thick and warm, smelling of deep musk and the jelly you accidentally dripped on the collar.

You got all flustered about it — promised him you’ll handwash it later while rubbing at the stain with a napkin, spreading it and making the whole thing worse.

You do that a lot. You should probably be used to it now.

Steve kisses you anyway. He presses a big, smacking kiss to your rambling lips — uncaring of the teenagers standing some feet away who are bound to make fun of him for being so sweet on you. He doesn’t really care. He gets made fun of anyway, and he’s far too proud to love you.

A crooked smile tugs slow at his lips when he pulls away. Something warm and light swirls in his chest at the shocked, doe-eyed look on your face.

“God, I love you,” he mutters with a soft shake of his head, like his own adoration for you is profound to him.

You didn’t think you could be loved for your chaos. Not until now, anyway.

He cradles you against his chest with his arms around your front, pressing you and all your entropy to his heart. Sat between his legs and the cool autumn air, you curl into him like a cat — wrapping your hands around the wrists he clasps in front of you.

His exhale is warm against your shoulder when he presses his lips over the flannel in a lingering kiss.

Your face scrunches as you shrug. Not because you didn’t like it, but because the feeling made your skin feel all sparkly, and you didn’t know how else to react.

Steve knows this. He pulls away and smiles at your profile. “Is this as weird as you thought it would be?”

Being openly affectionate in front of all the kids, he doesn’t say. Being Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington’s girlfriend in front of the rest of the world.

You decided to tell his friends that you were dating at summer’s end after several months of agonizing about the whole thing. Well, the friends who didn’t know anyway, ‘cause neither of you can get anything past Eddie and Robin.

Max — whom you felt the strange need to impress most for some reason — responded with a simple and mumbled “Cool.” Steve had been the most concerned about telling Dustin, though; said the boy never does well with not being told things.

The curly-haired boy’s reply was a terribly deadpanned, “How the hell did you manage to pull that off?” at Steve.

No one particularly cared. No one treated you any different, though they made fun of Steve a whole lot more than they used to.

“It is weird!” he’d told you that summer night after you snuck away for a smoke break. “That’s what makes it so cool!” He was right. About all of it.

You shake your head as an answer to his question. “No. Not really. They’re all super nice.”

“Yeah,” Steve scoffs. “To you.”

You smile as you turn your head, tilting your chin to look up at his stubbly profile. “Well, you’re like their older brother. They annoy you because they love you.”

“No, they annoy me ‘cause they’re annoying,” the boy grouses, then cuts himself off to shout at the kids some feet away. Lucas is gliding on Max’s skateboard now, with all the finesse of a baby deer just learning to walk. The sight irks his babysitting senses. “Hey! Be careful on that thing! You guys literally have no clue what you’re doing!”

“Speak for yourself!” Lucas shouts back, then almost loses his balance.

Dustin laughs in response, loud and high-pitched.

Steve turns to you with a tightlipped expression and wide eyes, motioning to the kids with his palm. “See? See what I mean?”

“They love you,” you answer fondly.

“Also, I’m not their brother, alright? I’m the babysitter. That’s totally different.”

You perk up at that.

He never liked admitting to being an unofficial babysitter.

You don’t think he ever has before now.

“Well, babysitters get paid,” you remind him with a scrunched nose and glittering gaze. “And you’re just watching them ‘cause you love them, so…”

Steve’s face goes flat as he thinks on your words.

You’re right. Because you’re always right.

The realization makes him sigh.

A gasp sounds from the distance, floating on the wind. A gutwrenching clattering noise follows quickly after — chipped wood on hard pavement. A low groan of pain comes seconds later.

You and Steve look to the side quick enough to get whiplash. Max and Dustin stand on either side of Lucas, who’s now sitting on the sidewalk and clutching his knee with his face screwed with agony.

The brunette boy reacts immediately. “Fuck. I knew it,” he mumbles, urging you to sit up with a gentle palm to your shoulder so he can stand. He abandons the picnic he set up and rushes to the ailing boy’s side. You follow quickly behind him.

“Are you okay? Did you break anything?” Steve blurts in one breath with his hands on his hips. His eyes are wide as they dart over Lucas’ form, looking for any other injuries besides the one he cups with his hand.

“No,” the boy answers with gritted teeth. “Just fucked up my knee…”

“Do you need to go to the hospital?”

Lucas forgets his pain for a moment, just to give Steve a dumbfounded stare. “What? No. It’s just a scrape, dude.”

Steve nods, pleased and smirking, as he crosses his arms over his chest. “Good. ‘Cause know I get to say I told you so.”

All three kids roll their eyes at that, accompanied by a chorus of groans.

You dig into the bag hanging on your shoulder, fingers ciphering blindly through miscellaneous junk for the mini first aid kit you always keep inside. You’re the clumsiest person you’ve ever met. It’s sorta compulsory at this point.

You pull out a bandaid and crouch at Lucas’s side, dropping your purse to the pavement. “Can I see?” you ask him.

Silently, he pulls his hand away. The scrape on his knee is gnarly looking — pink and bright red — but it’s just barely bleeding. He hisses through his teeth when you spread the bandage across it, using the gentlest touch you didn’t think you could muster.

“Clean it out when you get home, ‘kay? So it won’t get infected or whatever,” you tell him as you dab at the pale-colored plaster with your fingertips. “Then put another bandage on, and you’ll be good as new.”

Lucas shoots you a small smile, shy and grateful. “Thanks, Punchy,” he mumbles as Dustin and Max help him stand again.

“No worries—”

“And everyone stay off the skateboard, alright?” Steve commands from behind you when you rise to full height again. “Don’t make Punchy clean up any more scrapes. She doesn’t even like you guys that much.”

“That’s not true,” you retort with a snorted laugh.

There’s a silence and a bright blue glare from the redhead beside Lucas.

Steve caves with a sigh. “Everyone stay off the skateboard except the girl who actually knows what she’s doing.”

Max smiles in a Max sort of way. The expression barely hints at her lips. It mostly resides in her sparkling ocean eyes.

The three of them saunter off again, totally unfazed, with the sort of resilience you only have when you’re a teenager.

“Little shits,” Steve mumbles, shaking his head.

You nudge him with your shoulder, still smiling. “Be nice.”

He tries to keep his grumpy disposition when he looks down at you. He quickly finds that it’s virtually impossible. He looks at you and he’s smiling before he even realizes it.

“You’re really good with them, you know?” he observes, fond and honeyed again.

“Well, that’s ‘cause you’re so good with them,” you retort with another nudge to his shoulder, utterly unable to take any compliment ever given to you. “I learned all my babysitting techniques from Indiana’s best, Stevie.”

“Well, I’m flattered,” he grins and leans down to kiss you.

You try to kiss him back. It’s hard when you’re smiling so wide.

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biscuitboba · 7 months

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Can't stop thinking about zoro being luffy's (number 1) anchor⚓

Luffy's a very strong person. And as a captain, his crew can always count/rely on him. He will always be there for his nakama & help them through the difficult times. But the truth is, we all know that luffy's a very emotional person.. where sometimes he can't help but to let his emotions get the best of him.

And so when he reaches his breaking point and can no longer put on a strong facade, then what? who's gonna be there for him?? Who's gonna be strong for him and be his anchor???

Of course the answer for that is his first mate.

After the luffy vs usopp fight, we can all see luffy being in a rather messed up state. It was too hard and just too much for luffy. After noticing his captain's condition, zoro started to talk about 'the burden' of being a captain, about how luffy shouldn't ever doubt himself cuz when a captain starting to doubt himself then what will become of the crew? And you can tell that at that moment luffy listened to every words his first mate said, even in his current broken state.

Not only zoro capable of being strong for luffy what needed, but he can also be the voice of reason when things get tough. From the start zoro has always been the more rational one compared to luffy. When talking about accepting usopp back into the crew, zoro talked about the importance of respect within the crew and how they needed to hear an apology from usopp first. Although luffy was clearly feeling unhappy about it, but he knew that zoro was right. So he listened to his first mate and even agreed with his words.

But anyway, deep down we all know zoro's not some kind of cold hearted bastard. He's just not really the 'emotional' type. Of course he cares about usopp just as much as the rest of the crew, but it's just that he's good at controlling his emotions and also at trying his hardest to be the best anchor for his captain and crew.

But i love how we can see how zoro cares for his crew through some subtle moments, exhibit a:

"If the first thing that comes out of usopp's mouth is an apology, then it's all good. If its anything but that, he's not allowed back in our crew"

And we all know usopp's first word back then weren't an apology. So with zoro following luffy's step to say the 'not hearing anything' line, that's because, truthfully... of course at that time zolo wanted usopp back too, just like everybody else.

And then after they heard usopp's apology, luffy started to cry and pLEASEE, zoro being so fond of his captain while his captain lowkey ugly crying(?) Zoro really said "you are the idiot!" with that big ass grin of his towards his captain are you in love zoro?

And tbh this is just ONE EXAMPLE, like zoro just keeps on proving himself to be luffy's number one anchor throughout the manga, and i love him sm for it!💖

#zolu #luzo #monkey d. luffy #roronoa zoro #one piece #water 7 arc #when will i stop talking abt zolu?#sorry for being so ill abt them #THIS IS SUPER LONG HELP

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peachesofteal · 4 days

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RAAAAAAAAH CHAPTER 13 BRO!!!!!

as always, i read it like a rabid animal, and then reread the prev 4 chapters and then reread this again HAHA

your work ages like fine wine, and i read and treasure every word of it, especially on rereads when i can make myself slow down to really take it all in <3

"He takes it all away. Every time." made me WEEP!!!!! its what she DESERVES!!!! the dependability and the escape into him and simon (simon takes charge obvs, but johnny is just as much an outlet. sweet sweet boy)

i think he also realizes that she's seeing it as escapism and starts to fall away a bit, bc of how he stops her and asks to check in. it makes me curious abt his and simon's early relationship, if he's recognizing the same pattern of behavior and comparing them.

going on with that, when she was showing them her scars, AUUUUUUGH. that hit so hard man. the “No but… they’re hideous.”

“No.” Simon croaks, voice thick. “There isn’t a single part of you that isn’t perfect.”

SIMOOOOOOOON he sees so much of himself in her. its gotta be heartbreaking, knowing she's where he used to be. he gets it fr. i cant imagine two people more suited for her, someone who's been where she is and got out, and the person who's helped get that someone out of that pit. fuck dude. you're so good at this HAHAHA

im not gonna say nothin abt the good girl stuff…. but heehee!

also also "I'm not a little human nurse" made me laugh so hard LMAO pure arizona from grey's. ive been watching it lately (started right before you started posting simple math actually) reading the hospital bits of SM, you do a really good job of capturing the same energy and stakes and work dynamics that you get watching grey's. im honestly still waiting for the other shoe to drop on the stupid attending marshall, there's always something that a shitty attending can mess up down the road lmao

the ending on this chap killed me though. they knew she was flighty, and that she's smart and capable, but its gotta be so hard to get the relief of her coming back after the day out without answering the phone, only to find the papers the next morning. in bunny's defense though, she mentioned in chapters before moving in (i think before graves hurt her?) with them that she had to start looking at outs, and these papers aren't a 2-day turnaround; she probably bought them weeks ago and only now picked them up. i could be wrong though! i think its unfortunate timing, but she also probably just wants the relief knowing that she's got the backup plan accessible. as much as she loves the boys and penny, she's still not used to having the dependability. the safety scares her, or at least gives her the idea of a false sense of security, since she's been on edge for so so long.

i give her big smooch. poor bun. poor boys, and poor penny. manifesting the worst for graves, truly, rot in hell you idiot american

i hope you're feeling better, its lovely to read your works but even better when you're doing well yourself ❤️❤️❤️

I loved reading this! I adore you.

I love how you noticed that Johnny does stop to check in. He has a very firm grip on her mental and emotional state, (it’s not his first rodeo) and he knows just how to bring her back.

The two of them + Bunny is really a dream come true even if she doesn’t realize it yet (they do) and it will take a lot of time and work on everyone’s part.

I think your notes in your last paragraph are pretty spot on, too. Bunny will talk about it more in the next two chapters but- getting a new identity is not a two day turnaround.

Also yeah, I was channeling Arizona with that line 💀 I was hoping someone would catch it!

10/10 I love your breakdowns, no notes, perfection, they always make me smile.

#peaches asks #frogladder

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viburnt · 5 months

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hello! I have a request for aizawa! With prompts “Fuck,I wish I never met you!” and “Let me fix your hair”? You could can chose one but if ur doing both can u do a hate relationship against the reader and aizawa but forced to work/teach the reader? Or yo to you! I would love to see what u come up with since I love ur blog sm! Thank you 💗💗

Hoping you like it, Anon! I feel like Aizawa would treat younger colleagues like kids haha. Also, drink water and eat well, Anon; thanks for requesting!

—Viburnt

𝐀𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐨̄𝐭𝐚 || 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐬

The uncomfortable cold shoulder you were giving Aizawa was getting him on his nerves, his tired eyes burning into your back as you refused to even look at him. It was not his fault the two of you were paired up for a night-watch patrol. "Could at least try to cooperate," he thought as you looked at your phone instead of listening to him.

Exasperated, he snatched your mobile from your hands and threw into the backseat of the car.

—Hey, what the fuck? That's expensive, you prick! — You yelled, fuming with anger. The man squeezed your face with his hand to make you look at him.

—Look, you can be a brat all you want, kid. Be my fucking guest, but this mission is important and I'm not letting some wannabe big shot ruin it, got it?— He said seriously. The tone of his voice was low and husky, sending shivers down your spine; you hated how he didn't have to yell at you to show how angry he was.

As a matter of fact, you despised his guts.

The way he looked at you, how he always called you kid like you weren't an expert on your field, how his words always made you feel incompetent. You prayed to God to be given a chance to prove him wrong- or at least an opportunity to kick him in the balls.

—Do that again and you'll lose a damn finger.— You snarked, slapping his hand away. "All bark and no bite," Aizawa thought, rolling his eyes.

—Whatever you say.— He added.

"Why is he always like this?" You wondered as you reached for the radio to play some music.

After some hours waiting, your stomach grumbled, begging for something to eat.

—Was that you?— Aizawa amusedly asked, picking up the way your body called for food. — Did you not eat beforehand?

—I did, ok? I just ate lightly.— You lied, not wanting him to know you'd in fact forgotten about having a meal before patrol.

Wanting to distract yourself from Shōta's comment (and from the emptiness in your guts), you rummaged through your pocket to grab a small box of bubble gum you'd bought in advance, picking one of the long fruity pieces of candy to unwrap it.

—Don't eat in the car.— Aizawa uttered as he adjusted his seat. It was going to be a long night waiting for the targeted suspect to appear, so he wanted to be (at least) comfortable.

—Don't eat in the car.— He heard you mock in a high-pitched sardonic tone, his eyes watching as you chewed on the gum. —It's candy; you chew it, not eat it.

—It's gonna leave my seats sticky, and I'm not cleaning some girl's mess.

—Can you stop policing everything I do? Jesus Christ, I'm not a toddler.

You formed a big bubble with your treat, boasting about it in front of him. A malicious idea crossed Aizawa's mind...

*pop*

—Ugh, Aizawa what the fuck? You got it in my hair!— You complained as the man chuckled, proud of his little prank. "Why does this idiot always have to mess with me?", you wondered as you tried to get rid of the sticky rests of candy from your hair.

"Should teach her to listen," he thought to himself, watching you anxiously try to fix the mess he'd made.

—Relax, kid. I warned you, didn't I?— He said with abandon as a sly smile appeared on his lips. —Maybe learn to follow instructions.

—Fuck, I wish I'd never met you! You are the worst.— He heard you yell, you'd gotten more upset than he had planned you to react. Getting off the car, you slammed the door to let off some steam, cursing.

It reminded him of the very first time he had worked with you. You were much more joyful and eager to cooperate, but as the mission progressed, the goofy smile you had became a frown. After that, Aizawa simply understood it as if "You couldn't take orders from him".

He remained silent for a second, whatsoever, feeling a little bit of guilt. You were just hungry, he could've let that one slide, he guessed. Deciding it was better to apologize before the already bumpy relationship he had with you got worse, he joined you outside for a moment.

—What do you want?!— You screamed, not wanting to see him.

—Don't be so dramatic, it's just gum. I have so wet towels on the glove compartment.

— "I have wet towels. Oh, look at me, I'm Eraserhead, I tell people what to do"— You snapped, not being patient with his antics. — Maybe don't be such a giant imbecile for once? Would it kill to have some respect for me?

—I'm sorry, I didn't think you'd get so-

—That's the thing, you never think! I'm not your student for you to act so superior all the time.— You lashed, letting your thoughts out. —I'm not a kid, Aizawa, I may be a little younger but still.

Shōta looked at you briefly, stunned by your rant. His behavior was uncalled for, he had to admit. For a long while, he just guessed you were a inexperienced brat because you'd decided to be a more commercial hero instead of keeping an underground profile like he did.

But thinking about it, most of his colleagues were like that, even Mic. He had been unfair to you.

—I worked hard for this position, you know? I busted my ass for hours, day after day to be recognized as hero out there. Why can't you fucking see that?

Your words sinked into your colleague's mind, making him feel remorseful. His eyes softened as his gaze found yours, feeling like a dog with his tail between his legs.

— I know how to get the gum out of your hair...— Aizawa mumbled. It caught you off guard but it was his way of saying "OK, I fucked up and I'm sorry. Let me try to fix it."

—What? — You asked, dumbfounded. The anger in your face faltered for a second, confused by his sudden change of attitude.

—Look, I'm sorry for treating you like a kid, I really acted like an asshole.— You heard him explain. — But let me try again, ok? We'll probably be working together a lot more in the future so let's try not to kill each other for a second.

You sighed, still annoyed, but decided to allow his approach.

— Go on.

—Eri sometimes gets stuff on her hair, it's not very hard to do.— He assured, motioning you to step closer to inspect the aftermath of his actions. Looking at you, you weren't a bad hero, much less a bad person.

Sensing honesty in his words, you decided to forgive him.

—I'm sorry for what I said earlier, I was just-

—Don't sweat it, I deserved it.— He assured, opening the door of the car again for you. —Let me fix your hair.

—... Who's Eri?

—You'll meet her some time...kid.

— Eraser-

—Sorry.

#my hero academia #aizawa shōta #aizawa shouta #aizawa x reader #anon #bnha ask #Aizawa can be a jerk but he eventually grows a soft spot for you

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lyanth-publishing-house · 1 year

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"A dragon and a demon? Together? no way." Headcanons

A/N: or just canon since they’re mine…. anywho Hi! I got overly excited and wanted to gush about Monica and Verioth on main so here we go!

And if u saw the other post? No u didn’t.

Warnings(?): Somewhat yandere tendencies…?, casually glossed over death threats and violence, vaguely mentioned dragon shenanigans, scary monster x even scarier monster (guess who’s who)

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Ah, Verioth

My sweet, 7’7, dragon shifter…

He loves his wife.

His scary, dream demon wife.

That’s it, that’s the post.

No but for real though he’s absolutely whipped—

And tbh? Monica is no better.

She’d do anything just to see him smile really. Even murder.

Especially murder.

They’re a bit…unhinged.

It’s fine.

Despite all of that, they didn’t get off on the right foot exactly…

With Monica appearing on the Isle suddenly, and Verioth nearly killing her…

“I should’ve killed you when I had the chance.”

“If I wanted you dead? You’d be dead.”

And once she said that? Demon eyes and all?

He. Was. Gone.

Forever.

Developed the absolute worst crush that got even worse once they were out of the eternal enemies stage and into the “we hang out sometimes” stage.

Verioth is a dragon, what do you want from him? He likes his women violent.

There are also other, more lore-heavy reasons for that but spoilers people spoilers.

But yeaaahhh before they got married (among other things) he was down bad.

Again they went through the whole enemies to friends to lovers pipeline he was in it deep for a while.

And he didn’t even realize it half of the time tbh.

“What are you talking about? She lives here of course I’m going to be nice.”

“We hang out sometimes it’s not that big of a deal.”

“I don’t— I’m not staring at her—”

When he does finally acknowledge it he’s a nervous wreck btw. He avoided her for 2 weeks, much to her confusion.

“We had movie night…”

He felt awful and came right back :’)

And btw Monica didn’t have it easy either.

She also didn’t realize she had a crush on him until it was too late.

They were just hanging out one day and she told a stupid joke and he laughed

She watched as the corners of his lips quirked up a bit before he finally broke down and it did something to her.

She just wanted to hear his laugh all day for the rest of her lif—

Oh nO–

They were besties with a lot of feelings

A lot of pent-up feelings that they refused to address.

Much to the distress of the others.

“She likes you back.” “You’re seeing things.”

“He’s been in love with you for months!” “I’m pretty sure I’d have noticed.” “You two are lovestruck idiots, of course, you haven’t!”

Oblivious little dummies.

And then one day they went out on a “not date”, got cornered by some mercenaries who were wildly unprepared, and then one major adrenaline-fueled makeout session later—

Yeah, they dating.

And they didn’t tell their shared friend group for about a year (15 months their time) because they knew they wouldn’t hear the end of it.

“Heyy Monnie, have you seen Verioth anywhere?”

“Nope, haven’t seen him since yesterday.”

A few moments later…..

“think he bought it?”

And once the cat got out of the bag? they found out they placed bets.

One half thought Monica was gonna fess up first

The others thought Verioth would crack under pressure

And only Oz, our other resident giant of a man (dragon technically) said they’d probably figure it out at the same time

Safe to say his collection of gold got bigger that day.

They’re a mess. But they absolutely love each other and that’s all that matters.

————-

A/N: I just love them sm dude ;-; thanks for reading!

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lamnwar · 2 years

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My friend got their wisdom tooth removed, she was heavily sedated and called me up to talk about all the games we play and gave me a detailed verbal PowerPoint of why she thinks Honkai Impact is LGBTQ+ and why Punishing Grey Raven is a better alternative to Honkai and went on a rant about every male in that game is male wife material (based honestly) and Genshin Impact Archons specifically Zhongli, honestly it's alot more chaotic than that. Either way probably the best conversation of my life.

You don't have to specify Honkai or anything but I wondered what would certain characters talk about when heavily sedated because they got their wisdom tooth removed. Requesting Midorima, Izuki, Takao, this is SFW so Kuroko, (although 1000% he'll be using his 200IQ basketball brain or say the most chaotic stuff but like Chaotic Good.) Akashi and finally Kagami you can make this as OOC as you wish laughing gas and whatnot makes people say the oddest thing. This is my light hearted request because things are better from previous requests and I guess maybe for you to have a laugh thinking up stuff. Thank you very much

Hiii hello 💕 I love this request sm because it reminds me of when I got my wisdom teeth removed and I woke up from the anesthesia looking for my hot blond boyfriend (that I obviously didn't have lmaooo) so this is gonna be fun 😭

WISER (OR NOT) // KNB Headcanons

Context: what I imagine these KNB characters to be like when they wake up from their wisdom teeth removal lol

With: Midorima, Izuki, Takao, Kuroko, Akashi & Kagami

Warnings: it's just crack, so none hihi 🥰

MIDORIMA

Midorima strikes me like the kind of person that asks to see the doctor's diploma before getting the intervention because he can't trust medical pros unless he gets proof that they're qualified

And he also acts like he knows exactly how the thing goes (probably because he does but still)

So the minute he's knocked out, you can bet that the doctors and nurses are relieved because now they can do their job without some green boy telling them how to do it

(I love Midorima but he gives me annoying vibes sorry 😭)

When he wakes up from the anesthesia, the first thing he says is "where's my lucky item?"

And for some reason he's convinced his removed teeth are the lucky item

Asks the nurses if he can take his teeth home with him

And they say yes, though it is a strange request

He also gets enlighten you know? Like for some reason being in a haze also makes him feel like the smartest man in the world

He's out there having a whole philosophical debate

With whom, you ask? Well, no one really

He's mainly talking to himself

Because anyway, people can't really understand what he's saying with the balls of cotton in his mouth

Nevertheless, he's still talking about some deep stuff like the meaning of life or something like this

When his friends and family are visiting, they're having a blast

Especially Takao omg, he's entertained by the sight of his best friend spitting nonsense like a drunk man

Will deny when you tell him how he behaved saying that he can never act like such an idiot

Till you pull out the videos and my man is LIVID

He's basically entertainment for you and everyone around him a 100%

IZUKI

Izuki is the guy that tells you "I'm not wise anymore now" because he's got his wisdom teeth removed

Pulling all the teeth puns and dad jokes to the medical staff

"At what time is the dentist appointment? Tooth hurty!"

Cracks himself up, really

Goes down laughing giggling and wakes up from the anesthesia giggling too

Such a mess when he wakes up too omg

I know it's not the usual way most of the time but I was actually admitted in a clinic for my wisdom tooth removal so I imagine the same thing for him

Meaning that they probably put him in those hospital gowns you know, the ones that are open at the back

My dude finds it hilarious that he's naked in the back so he has fun showing it to everyone that walks into his room

Walks around the hallways with like this, flashing people

Somewhat in this post-op state, he finds himself a new love for his appearance, which explains why he's strutting the clinic's hallways like he's on a runaway

See, Izuki is a pretty boy but he generally doesn't acknowledge it

But sedated Izuki? He knows he's the prettiest boy of all the pretty boys

Goes around acting like Kise almost

We love that for him though, he deserves to appreciate himself!

But Izuki being Izuki, he speaks too much

Babbles about how he should be a model and that it is a tragedy that he hasn't been scouted by an agency yet

Get's enough confidence to flirt with absolutely everyone

Cries when he gets rejected but it's funny so you can't help but laugh

God bless him for finding this confidence tho, because once he's back to normal, he forgets how much of a pretty boy he is :(

TAKAO

Takao doesn't speak when he's sedated

He does worse

He sings

He sings everything he says, like a musical character

But if you see past how insufferable the constant singing is and you pay attention to what he's saying

BOY...

Sedated Takao is spilling secrets

Everything that anyone has ever confided in him, he's exposing it all

Especially stuff about Midorima

He's out there telling everyone the most embarassing things he know about green boy that he was told in all secrecy

It's funny to see Midorima trying to shut him up but failing

But like I said, he's spilling everyone's secrets

Even yours and it makes you regret the one or two times you've told him something that maybe you should have kept for yourself

And imagine how awkward it is when he's back to normal, and he's spread chaos all around him without even knowing

Love the drama tho!

KUROKO

Kuroko doesn't speak much in general, so you expect him to be equally silent, if not more, while sedated

But turns out sedation has the opposite effect on him

He's somehow more extroverted?

He's supposed to be all hazy and barely standing

But instead he's got more energy than usual

He starts off with a goofy rant about "why qualifying stuff as "vanilla" shouldn't be an insult"

He's doing the apology of everything vanilla flavoured, which progresses in a rant on how softness is underrated in today's society

And he goes on and on about why in every aspect of life, people should be more chill and not take themselves too seriously

Which escalates to an emotional (and very passionate) rant about his Teiko days

And you think for a second there that he's about to cry talking about it

But he ends up saying the cheesiest stuff about his middle school teammates

Also makes an almost love confession to Aomine

Then proceeds to ask Daiki if he's mad that he's left him for Kagami

Which is funny because he sounds like a soap opera character

A whole mess, tbh, but it's very entertaining

Will absolutely deny everything that has happened once he recovers

AKASHI

Tbh it's hard to imagine Akashi sedated

Like can something ever alter his behaviour?

But the sedative eventually wears him down

And it reveals the most secret parts of his character

I imagine Akashi to become very mellow

And he's got big proud dad vibes as he talks about how much he loves being a captain

He'll go on about how he's happy his teammates have nurtured their potential and become great players

Refers to them as his boys <3

He's so precious omg

When I tell you proud dad vibes, I mean it

He'll even do that small laugh all dads do when they get emotional

Mentions how he wants to be there for his boys unlike his father (god bless him 😭)

Wakes up forgeting all that he said but he's getting more love than usual afterwards

Makes him smile softly because yeah :)

KAGAMI

Mister bilingual over here starts switching between Japanese and English when sedated

And when he's speaking English, he pulls his best American accent

It's lowkey hilarious because the American accent also goes to his Japanese

It's hard to understand but it's surely entertaining

But when you manage to decipher whatever the hell he's babbling about, you realize that this big dummy is giving you a full recipe to his best curry

Asks you to come closer like an old man about to make his deathbed confession and tells you, voice low like he's spilling the darkest secret known to humanity,

"If you want your curry to have a creamy texture, you should had cashewnuts to the sauce"

He's not wrong btw, cashewnuts do entirely change the texture of your curry

But that's beside the point

From his recipe he starts whining about all the things he cannot eat for a week or so because of his removed teeth

Says that he can't eat soup for a week, he'll loose all his muscles that way

Makes him genuinely sad that he has to mind his alimentation for once

It's cute so you promise that once he's fully recovered, you're taking him out to eat steak

He doesn't remember the promise when he's back to normal but you still take him out when he's properly recovered

Makes him the happiest <3

#this was fun for me lmao i kept thinking back to when i was sedated #thanks for this request i loved writing these <3 #knb #kuroko no basuke #knb headcanons #knb hcs #midorima shintarou #midorima hcs #izuki shun #izuki hcs #takao kazunari #takao hcs #kuroko tetsuya #kuroko hcs #akashi seijirou #akashi hcs #kagami taiga #kagami hcs

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tastyykpop · 3 years

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jeno extra filthy degradation please 😭

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Pairings: jeno x reader

Genre: smut

Warnings: dom/sub themes, degradation, brat!reader, brat tamer!jeno, spanking, fingering, eating out, overstimulation

you were annoying

that was as simple as jeno could make it. he found you absolutely insufferable. and the countless of times you've opened your mouth to make a stupid comment was like nails on a chalkboard.

sure you were pretty and kind to others but not very much to him. you were rude, cocky, and persistent, it was your way of getting his attention. and to say it worked was an understatement, you were on jenos mind 24/7. no matter where, when, or who he was with, he could only think about you. of course, you were the same, but that's because you've had a crush on him since trainee days and almost everyone in SM knew.

jeno knew.

since you worked at SM as a stylist, it was easy to get closer to jeno and work your magic everyday. you were blatant with every touch, every shameless sentence that entailed more then it should, he couldn't quite ignore it either or tell you to shut up. seriously, it doesn't work.

you're a brat, he would say to himself, nothing more than a brat that doesn't know her place.

which in this case, he was correct.

but to him, your behavior was easy to change. he's noticed how you've drawn blanks when he interrogates you on your behavior, how you downplay your wrongs to see him try and hold back his longing to make you submit. it was a game to you clearly, but jeno wanted to beat it.

so how did you end up under jeno so soon in the practice room?

well, the group had been preparing for a dance practice video and you and a few other stylists were called in to help get them prepare for the camera. jeno was trying his best to stay low and out of your sight. it didn't work, but it was worth a shot.

"happy to see me?"

jenos eyes rolled, "I'd be happy if I saw death staring at me in the eyes." he began walking away until you grabbed his arm, making him put his hands over his face.

"dont be like that." you push his hands away now seeing jenos annoyed face. "be lucky you're not stuck with someone else. at least I make your life more interesting.

"interesting or frustrating? I think you've got your words mixed up."

you began applying a light foundation on jenos skin, taking in his angelic features before realizing what he said, "impactful I must say. I know you love me, jeno."

jeno makes a face in disgust pushing your hand away from his face, "youre not my type."

"I dont know. chenle told me otherwise...."

"youre a brat."

"and you're close-minded."

"close- you-"

"done. now go dance and make some fangirls or boys scream." you don't bother turning around as you walk towards the back of the dance practice out of the cameras view.

jeno, somewhat red in the face, stood in his starting position for the choreography, you couldnt help but stare at him in awe. hes gorgeous, you can't lie about that. and the way he moved once the music started playing made you feel different. maybe it was your crush on him, but you heated up very quickly while watching him. other staff members weren't paying as close attention on the boys as you were, only their phones caught their mind. you didn't mind, but damn did they not see how hot jeno was when dancing?

sweaty and out of breath, the boys took a break to get a drink of water.

"you did well- you all did actually." handing jeno a bottle of water, he stared between the thing in your hand and you before taking it and chugging the whole bottle. "but I think mark was the one who stood out to me the most."

"what?"

"mhm. mark was very fluid in his footsteps and his movements were clean and precise. a good dancer I must say."

there's something up. you were staring at him the whole time and he knew it, he danced harder just because you were watching. how could you have seen mark when all you did was stare at jeno?

"and hes cute too. surely he's got a bunch of girls and boys ready to throw themselves at him. I would too, he's absolutely perfect."

jeno balled his fist. what game are you trying to play? "you're testing me." he may not like you, or maybe he did, but something about you talking about someone else like that sparked jealousy in him.

"good. maybe you'll do something about it." you put a hand on his chest, jenos heart pounding fast as you came closer and whispered, "I bet you won't. all bark no bite. pathetic if you ask me."

"youre gonna regret your words if you keep speaking."

"oh really," you leaned back, his eyes pierced your curious ones with a sense of fury and annoyance, "and what are you gonna do? spank me?"

just like that jeno pulled you out of the room and into another practice room. he pulled a chair out from the corner and pulled you over his knee.

"jeno, I was just kid-"

he spanked you hard over and over and over again as you wailed and wrapped a tight hand around jenos ankle for support. each spank was painful and to the point unbearable, yet jeno didn't back down. not after he felt he could break you now.

each time his hand made contact with your ass, felt like he was letting loose all the pent up anger you caused him over the past months you've been working here. for him, it was hell. no matter what people would say to you about him did not dictate his feelings about you. right now, he hated you and needed to let that burning passion out by spanking you. jeno wanted you to feel the hell he endured when around you. sure enough, you were feeling it, crying and sobbing on his thigh like an idiot.

you didn't fight back even though you proposed that you hated it. your body seemed to like it more then you thought.

"youre a pest!" he landed another hard hit, "an annoying pest who needs to learn when to shut the fuck up. now apologize."

"no!" you winced at another hit, squirming- no more like trying to grind on his lap because of how painfully wet you've become in just minutes.

"apologize." he repeated.

"you're- you're an idiot if you think I'll give up!"

jeno stripped you of your pants and panties, "its cute listening to little sluts like you thinking they have power over someone much stronger then them. it must be tiring thinking youre charge." he taunted before spanking you again, this time the impact was far greater and almost caused you to scream before jeno clasped a hand over your mouth. with the same hand, he pushed you off his lap and on the floor, leaving your lower half bare for him to see.

you were a pretty sight, a mess to say the least, but jeno loved that. finally seeing you disheveled with tears leaking down your cheeks, he thought of you as his little crybaby. he tried his hardest not to take a picture.

"don't think I didnt notice how your wet cunt leaked all over my thigh" he began, "do you really get off to being put in your place, slut? is that why we're here right now?"

"d-dont be so full of y-yourself."

"oh? but your dripping all over the practice floor, how could i not." jenos lips were close to your heat, teasing you with his eyes and tongue as he glided it just above where you wanted him.

you had nothing to say, yet your eyes told him everything. told him just how you'd defy him any chance youd get only to make him more upset. it wouldn't be fun if your goal wasn't to piss him off.

jeno kept his tongue away from your most needed area, his lips kissing anything but your dripping heat as you bucked your hips into his face. jenos hands would push your hips down and back his face away frowning at your behavior and returning to what he was previously doing. you weren't done though, since he was holding your hips, you grabbed his hair and forced his head where you needed him. his tongue inside you was far from good, it was amazing. and though you realized jeno wasn't pushing your hand away, you pushed and pulled his hair as you kept his head in place so he couldn't stop.

the long strides and the smooth rhythm he had was enough to make you arch against the floor, gasping and calling out his name far to loudly for his liking. but with watchful eyes and a steady tongue, he shamelessly enjoyed it yet he had to be aware of the people in the building. one loud moan and someone would sure walk in to see what's up.

so jeno swatted your hand away from his head and lifted up with a frown. he liked the frightened look on your face as he leaned closer and closer, "if you're this much of a slut for people to hear us, we might as well have just stayed where everyone else was."

"thats hot." you stated blankly, jenos eyebrow raised before realizing how far gone you practically were, with how big and dilated your eyes are. "w-wait no! I'll stay quiet I promise."

"No you wont." jeno got up and grabbed your underwear that layed on the floor, then shoved it in your mouth allowing you to taste yourself. "stay quiet, fucktoy."

"fucktoy?- oh fuck!" you mumbled into your panties as his fingers protruded inside you. at least you were quieter this time.

"tell me when youre about to cum." he said just above a whisper as he watched you slip further and further into bliss. the way your eyes rolled to the back of your head with each skillful thrust from jenos fingers made his cock grow harder each second. you were so hot, so damn beautiful as you moaned into the panties like a little bitch. jeno loved it too much to say he hated you.

"feels good- f-feels so good, j-jeno." you said quietly into the panties. it was getting harder and harder for you to keep silent as he began rubbing your clit like a desperate man, hungry for your cum. but you did your best keeping low.

you grinded against on his hand, inching closer and closer to what you believed to be your orgasm. clentching tightly around jenos fingers you gasped and spat your panties out, "jeno! i-im gonna-

"cum, fucktoy." he insisted, never removing his fingers from your wet hole as a white substance spilled out. he kept going, in and out, in and out as you clamped a hand over your mouth. so much sensitivity and his fingers were still going.

"stop i-i can't take it!" you found his wrist and tightly held it as you attempted to pull him out.

"youre gonna take this like a good bitch until I want to stop." he said right as your second orgasm washed through you.

too much. you could barely think straight and even tried pulling your hips back but his fingers followed.

too sensitive. you could barely breathe because of the overwhelming sensitivity. yet in a twisted way, it felt good in a strange way. maybe it was the pain of cumming over and over or how jeno worked his fingers. either way, you could feel another one building up.

"please, please, please." you cried hoping for the end, but there was no way jeno was stopping.

"apologize and this will be your last one." He stuck his fingers deeper, if that were possible, and watched you squirm trying to find words to say, but all that came out was drool. "disgusting whore." you slapped him in the face for that.

"I-i am not sor-sorry!"

"im not playing these games anymore. say you're sorry."

jeno growled, deeper and deeper he went and faster and faster he goes before your third orgasm of the day came. your legs shook and your grip got tighter but still to no avail did he stop.

you were very persistent on making jeno angry before, but now you seemed to have started rethinking that apology. "im sorry."

"for?"

"for being rude to you!" you legs shook again and that feeling in your stomach was back, "i-im sorry jeno, but p-please I can't take it!"

he did it. he broke you. and with that he finally pulled his fingers away letting all your cum out.

you cried softly, still a shaking mess from the orgasms and jeno, well he didn't care all too much but he knew he probably shouldn't be too harsh with you about now. so he gently took you in his arms, sitting your bare bottom right on his lap as he rocked you slowly.

"im never leaving after this." you say slowly, "and I know you don't hate me either, I can feel your boner against my ass."

jeno pinches your arm and shushes you. god, you were a pest and maybe youre right. maybe he doesn't hate you like he proclaimed he did. maybe he did enjoy this session in the practice room, but he won't ever say it. not because he's afraid to admit it, but because he doesn't want you to rub it in his face.

#nct #nct smut #nct dream #nct dream smut #jeno #lee jeno #jeno smut #lee jeno smut #nct imagines #nct drabbles #nct scenarios #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop smut #ask #anon

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sun-flower-children · 3 years

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BakuSquad’s Boy Part 1

A/N: Based on a fic that doesn’t exist anymore :( I’ll be adding my own head canons from what i remember of the og fic. This whole thing is in a headcanon format :)))

Kirishima was sitting down when he noticed their new transfer student walking into the cafeteria looking lost. Without thinking twice he quickly caught the attention of the male and motioned him to come over.

“Is it okay if I join you?” you asked, recognizing the spiky haired student as your classmate.

“Of course, let me introduce you to everybody!”

The redhead introduced all the guys sitting at the table. The talkative blonde with the lightning bolt in his hair was Kaminari . The smiling black haired boy with oddly shaped elbows was Sero and the angry-faced pale blonde with red eyes was Bakugo. While the rest smiled at you he merely sneered and ignored you.

“Don’t let him bother you too much, he's a grouch!” Kirishima said smiling.

The entire lunch period was spent talking to the Bakusquad and explaining how you transferred from the hero school in your home country and enrolled at UA. Laughing with them and bonding over memes and hero training.

It didn’t take long for you to become part of the friend group.

Y’all are a chaotic group of motherfuckers

The group chat is mess; Bakugo is trying to help people w homework, Zero is constantly sharing tick tocks and at 2 am Denki will spam it with memes ( which pisses Bakugo off bc it wakes him up when he forgets to mute his notifications)

Y’all will study together, which surprisingly, can be super productive sometimes.

It honestly didn’t take very long for you guys to become inseparable. They have you back and you have theirs. Training and working out together is a plus because sometimes y’all are too busy to actually fully hangout.

Kirishima will compliment you in a “manly” way and will totally be your hype man. Will be ecstatic when you give back the same energy. One time Bakugo joined you guys for his morning workout and his jaw almost fell to the ground when he saw you take your shirt off. He couldn’t help but stare like holy shit you were ripped. Training with Kiri really did pay off. Bakugo smirked to himself when he noticed his red haired friend was also checking you out when you didn’t notice.

Going to the mall with Sero and Denki is a whole ass ride. Y’all will go to so many stores and either waste all your money or just fuck around. Hot Topic is definitely a favorite of theirs. They don’t care if it’s not your vibe because they will want to deck you out in the fitting rooms to see what you look like. Once they pushed the curtain before you were done changing your shirt and both pairs of eyes went straight to your body, making you blush.

After being friends for so long the Bakusquad could read each other's emotions and all recognized that they had crushes on you. They talked about it and concluded that this would by no means would get between their friendship but would amicably flirt with you.

They organized a sleepover not too long after. But it was basically them all fighting each other about who’s room they would be staying in. Ended up going to Bakugo’s room because it was the closest for most of them. When you got there you were so caught up with the movie that you didn't realize they were low-key fighting each other for a spot next to you/ touching you in general. It was when y’all were going to sleep when you realized you left your sheets and what not in your room. Bakugo without missing a beat said you could sleep with him which then prompted Denki to tell you that “Bakugo’s feet smell like shit you don't wanna sleep with him” for Kiri to go “ Hey that isn’t manly, you should sleep w me Y/N.”. While the three of them were battling it out you and Sero were just sitting crouched in the corner. “I mean Y/N I could always get sheets and stuff from my rooms ‘cause it's not that far from here.” only for Bakugo to throw a pillow straight in his face yelling “Shut it Soy-Sauce face!!” Yeah they felt really bad in the morning when you ended up sleeping on the floor with nothing covering you.

Sero will want to smoke with you. The first time he smoked with you, you ended up having a panic attack and he felt responsible for making you panic and so anxious. He tries to smoke by himself for the meanwhile until you convince him to let you try again. It goes much better this time. Y’all start vibing to his latin playlist and he tries to teach you but y’all just end up stumbling over each other and constantly laughing. When dancing becomes physically exhausted and watches tick tocks and videos on his phone. Which ends up with y’all crying over the video where the racoon tries to wash his cotton candy but it dissolves. At some point the tears become too much and you both reach for each other which ends up with y'all sobbing and cuddling each other. Y’all fell asleep like this :)

The whole squad smokes at one point or another. Kirishima does it whenever he’s just in the mood to hangout and he uber chills. Bakugo does it to relieve stress and just enjoy life a bit. Denki smokes the 2nd most in the group just whenever he needs to kill time or he wants to vibe.

There will be times when y'all will smoke together and just fuck shit up. Like, one night after exam y’all are smoking but shit starts getting wild. Like y'all are hopping off the walls and dancing around to random music. Denki will find a roach that's stuck on its back and trying to get back off its legs but y’all are dancing all around it thinking it's like break dancing. “ AYYYY FUCK IT UP” Bakugo would yell “GET INTO IT” Sero would then yell. One of y’all took a video and accidentally posted it on Snapchat so the next day Mina would ask like wth happened last night bc y’alls tik toks and snapchats were wack af. Sero would probably speak on behalf of the group and say “ We were just really hyper.

When they all become hyper aware of their feelings not only for you but like low-key for each other they all change a lil bit. Like:

Denki stops flirting with people outside of the Baku Squad. He’s more touchy with y’all. Holding onto arms, arms over shoulders, hands on waists, holding hands, sitting in y’alls laps (this is a big one)

Kirishima has more energy when he’s with you guys. Like he could be running lower on battery than normal but one of y'all just comes up to him and he lights up like a light bulb.

Bakugo stops ruining desks and promptly yelling at people. He’s toned down and becomes a bit more chilled out. Mostly when he's with you guys. He is still a grumpy gremlin when he is with people who aren’t the Baku Squad.

Sero actually hides it pretty well and no one notices and changes that are indicative of a crush. Probably a bit more confident in himself

Kirishima and Denki acting like they haven't seen each other in sages when it really has only been like five minutes.

“ OMG BRO IT'S BEEN FOREVER”

“OMG DENKI MY MAN I MISSED YOU SM!”

“ BRO C’MERE AND PLANT A PHAT ONE ON ME!”

“HELL YA MY DUDE, THIS IS GONNA BE MANLY.”

And then proceed to aggressively walk toward each other, slap each others asses and plant a kiss on each other's cheeks before erupting into a huge fit of laughter. While people around them are just like ‘wtf is going on’

Touching becomes a thing.

Y’all will actively find each other when y'all want a hug or cuddles or smth. Forehead and cheek kisses are a thing. Bakugo takes much longer to warm up to everyone starting really with you and Kirishima. most comfortable holding y’alls hands loosely and rubbing your knuckles. Denki probably does this the most. He lives for physical affection, just give this poor boy his much needed cuddles and kithes.

Despite y’all high-key crushing for each other you all still are absolutely focused on your career paths as heros. Bakugo helping teach english and you trying to help ( if you know english well enough to teach )

“Ok idiots for the last time what word do we use to describe Sarah?”

“I mean she took these poor dudes apples and all of these are positive adjectives...i think.”

“Yeah Sarah’s kind of a bitch.”

“SHUT IT YOU TOO AND ANSWER THE DAMN QUESTION!”

“I mean Bakubro they aren’t wrong...”

“NOT YOU TOO KIRI!”

You guys work so well during team vs fights bc of how well you all know each other.

It’s an absolute mess but y’all love eachother <3

I will be making a part 2 ( + 3 i think ) so hang around for more :)

MASTERLIST

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goshikitsutomusmommy · 3 years

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“Incorrect Quotes with Haikyuu Boys„

Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4 , Part 5 , Part 6 , Part 7 , Part 8 , Part 9 , Part 10

Synopsis : Different Quotes From Brooklyn-Nine-Nine as Haikyuu Characters

Genre : Comedy

Pairing(s) : Atsumu x reader , Nishinoya x reader , Shirabu x reader , Oikawa x reader

Word Count : 1.03k

Warning(s) : She/her pronouns used , slight violence , suicide mentioned once , eating disorder undertones

Masterlist Link : Here

*Inarizaki manager in this*

Ginjima : Dance with me, Tsum-tsum.

*Whatta Man by Salt ’N’ Pepa’s starts playing*

Atsumu : Ha! No, and a will never dance to that song.

[Name] : Way to go, Tsum-tsum, *Throws a bunch of colorful thumbtacks*.

Ginjima : Whoa!

Atsumu : Are those thumbtacks? What the hell, [Name]?

[Name] : I thought they’d make good confetti.

*Nekoma manager in this*

[Name] : We’re supposed to die together— me in a big explosion, and you committing suicide at my funeral out of respect!

Lev : I know!

*Karasuno manager in this*

[Name] : *Peacefully doing manager duties*.

Nishinoya : *Startling her*, Hands up, [Name].

[Name] : *Quickly put him in a headlock*.

Nishinoya : Hey— no, no, no— It’s Noya! Your boyfriend!

[Name] : Aww, boyfriend.

Nishinoya : *Still in a headlock*, Yeah. Can you release me now?

[Name] : Oh, right! Yeah!

*Shiratorizawa manager in this*

[Name] : That is so cartoony, thumbs down.

Shirabu : What does that even mean?

[Name] : The human languages cannot fully capture the depth and complexity of my thoughts, so I’m incorporating emoji into my speech to better express myself. Winky face.

Shirabu : Oh, god.

*Inarizaki manager in this*

Atsumu : Look, let’s just agree to say “I’m sorry.” on the count of three. One, two, three.

[Name] : *Unimpressed silence*, ...

Atsumu : See? Now, I’m just disappointed in both of us.

*Shiratorizawa manager in this*

Shirabu : Coach asked us to stay after school for extra practice. I had plans tonight!

Reon : It’s okay, you can reschedule your plans.

[Name] : Mhmm, or you could just lie to coach. That’s my policy for everything and it always works.

Shirabu : I’m not gonna lie. I’ll just tell the coach that I have important plans, and he’ll understand.

[Name] : Mm-kay! But, if you do lie! You can’t go wrong with dental emergency. Or death of a triplet. Now that one you can use twice! Haha, smart!

*Later that morning*

Shirabu : My apologies, but I don’t think I’m gonna be able to be at practice today.

Coach Washijou : Why is that?

Shirabu : ... Dental emergency. I’m getting my wisdom teeth pulled.

*Shiratorizawa manager in this*

*Semi, Shirabu, and manager try dieting together*

Part 1/4

Goshiki : *Accidentally bumping into manager and making her drop her food*. I’ll get that for you, [Name]-San! *Misplacing his feet and stepping on the food*, Oops!

[Name] : *Screech*.

Goshiki : Butter feet— sorry about that!

[Name] : Sorry? You bumbling son of a bitch! You just ruined my life! I hope you get hit by a truck and a dog takes a dump on your face!

Semi : Nothing to see here— just a little hypoglycemic rage. Move along!

[Name] : I’m so sorry, Goshiki! That’s not me, I’m never like this!

Goshiki : It’s okay! It was my fault, I shouldn’t have bumped your cashew.

[Name] : Cashew? It was almond, you idiot!

Semi : Shirabu, get your girlfriend.

*Shirabu stepping in and dragging her out*

[Name] : I hope you drown in a tub! I hope you have aneurysm after aneurysm after aneurysm!

Part 2/4

Semi : Where is she?

Shirabu : She went outside like, 20 minutes ago.

*Both of them leave the school gym and follow a trail of burger wrappers they see on the ground*

Semi : [Name], where are you? It’s cantaloupe time!

[Name] : *Chewing two burgers at a time*.

Semi : [Name]! Stop! It’s not too late.

[Name] : I failed, Semi-San! This is my second burger!

Shirabu : ...

[Name] : Okay, I lied! This is my fifth!

Semi : You both betrayed me!

Part 3/4

[Name] : Please eat, Semi-San. You look weak.

Semi : I’m fine! I’m stronger than ever! Watch this, *Heads to a car and desperately attempts to lift it*.

Shirabu : Semi-San, what are you doing?

[Name] : No, no, no, no, no... No!

Semi : See? I’m fine! *Stomach gurgling sounds*.

Shirabu : What is happening?

Semi : Just a tummy gurgle, diet messed up my system... Oh no... *Farting sounds*, Go back inside! *Groaning*.

[Name] : Are you talking to us, or the fart?

Part 4/4

*Semi sulking whilst sitting on the bench*

[Name] : *Milkshake in hand*, Why the long fart? Oh, I meant ‘face’. Why the long face?

Semi : Keep walking, [Surname].

[Name] : Okay, but this is really good, *Shaking milkshake*.

Shirabu : *Nodding whilst eating his chips*.

[Name] : Listen. Shh. Shh. Listen. *Loud slurping sounds*.

Semi : That’s it! I give up!

Shirabu : Why do you care so much about this diet? You’re in perfect shape.

[Name] : Mhmm, amen!~

*Aoba Johsai manager in this*

Part 1/4

Coach Irihata : The good news is, if you go and apologize right now, he’ll let the whole thing go.

[Name] : Fine, I’m great at apologizing. I’m a very sweet person. *Walks out the room and pushes Kindaichi out of the way*.

Kindaichi : Ohh!

[Name] : Out of my way, dork.

Part 2/4

Coach Irihata : How is your apology to Oikawa going?

[Name] : I’ve been working on a letter to send to him

Coach Irihata : Yes... I saw a draft of it on the bench.

[Name] : What did you think?

Coach Irihata : It was so horrifying, I had to destroy the whole pad.

Part 3/4

[Name] : Oikawa, I came here to say I’m sorry.

Oikawa : Oh, good! Go ahead.

[Name] : No, that was it. I did it, I said “I’m sorry.” Hey I said it again. Now I got one in the bank, so I can do whatever I want to you.

Oikawa : What are you even sorry for?

[Name] : Come on, man. I said the words. I paused afterwards. I even averted my gaze to make you feel like the alpha.

Oikawa : Yeah, but you didn’t mean it! I’d like you to apologize like you mean it.

[Name] : Fine. I’m sorry you screwed up my entire day. I’m sorry you’re a terrible volleyball player. I’m sorry for your goat face, rodent brain, and your weird goose body. I meant all of that.

Part 4/4

[Name] : Hey, Oikawa. I’m sorry for making fun of you in front of everybody... And also for making fun of you behind your back.

Oikawa : Didn’t know you did that, but thank you for the apology, [Name]-Chan!

[Name] : I’m not done. Also, sorry for making fun of you during my book club. Those people don’t even know you. That was uncool.

Author’s Note : I think it’s very obvious that I was in a mood to write for Shirabu JANDKDJXEN, I just love him Sm and he’s so underrated— OH AND THANK YOU FOR 20 FOLLOWERS, THIS MEANS SMEJDENDN ILYYY

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ticklishfiend · 3 years

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Yay!! I love your fics and I’m excited to give you a prompt! Maybe Sero gets stuck in his own tape so Kirishima and Kaminari take advantage of finding out he’s ticklish when they try to get him free? Loved your last few fics by the way! I love all your fics but the last few were extra cute. 😊💖💖

aaahh tysm!! i absolutely adore your blog and all of the fics you post! tysm for this prompt, it was adorable, i love these boys sm lol

Sticky Situation (My Hero Academia)

Lee!Sero / Ler!Kirishima,Ler!Kaminari

Summary : Sero wants some help seeing if he can get out of his own tape. When he realizes he can’t, Kirishima and Kaminari just can’t help but take advantage of his little predicament.

Word Count : 1373

REBLOGS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED!! MWAH <33

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“And you’re positive this is safe?” Kirishima asked as he used the last bit of tape Sero extended to them to stick said black-haired boy to the wall. Both of Sero’s arms were stretched out beyond his sides, taped up to the wall spread-eagle style, Denki taking final precautionary measures by flattening the tape against his legs.

“Totally, man, I’ve done this to people tons of times!” Sero answered reassuringly, tugging at his arms to make sure he couldn’t escape. “I just need to make sure that if my tape is ever used against me, I can figure a way out of it myself. Wouldn’t be super heroic for a villain to trap me using my own quirk.”

“Makes sense,” Denki nodded, stepping back to admire his and Kiri’s handiwork. “So, uh...how do you plan on getting out exactly?”

Sero grinned widely. “Like...this!” Sero tugged harshly against his tape, pulling at his legs and arms for freedom.

He didn’t even budge.

“Uh...I mean...like...THIS!” he tried again, rougher this time, his neck twisting as all his muscles pulled and writhed trying to free himself from his own bindings. The strained noises escaping his throat made Kiri raise a brow questioningly, before Denki burst into his own fit of laughter, clutching his stomach.

“Holy shit! He’s stuck!” Denki cackled, pointing towards the raven haired teen who finally slumped against the wall with an exasperated sigh.

“Quit laughing, you idiot! I can get out of this! I’ve just gotta…” Sero tried twisting his arms this time, attempting to create some friction between his skin and the sticky texture of his tape. This only resulted in a gross burning sensation on his arms, so he tried flapping his arms up and down this time. This only made him look more like an idiot than he already did.

Kiri couldn’t help but chuckle at the boy’s predicament. “Doesn’t seem like you’re gettin’ any further there, buddy,” Kiri grinned, making Denki snort beside him. “Let’s just get you down from there before you hurt yourself.”

Sero sighed, looking away from his friends embarrassingly. “Yeah, fine, whatever.”

Denki swiped a final laugh-induced tear from his own eye before walking towards Sero pinned to the wall, trying to unstick the tape from his arms. Sero hissed at this, his face wincing in discomfort, making Denki pull away fast.

“Shit, ow, wait don’t do that,” Sero said, clenching his fist a little at the pain. “Feels like your waxing my fucking arm hairs off.”

“Let’s try pulling him from the middle,” Kiri suggested, squeezing Sero’s sides in an attempt to pull. Sero’s torso jerked, the boy letting out a small yelp. Kiri pulled away instantly, thinking he had hurt the boy like Denki had.

“Oh, sorry man I didn’t mean to hurt-”

“No, no, you didn’t hurt me. Just, uh...felt kinda funny,” Sero said without looking directly at Kiri. Denki only raised a brow at this.

“Funny. Like...ticklish funny?” the blonde offered with a smirk, poking a quick finger into the boys ribs. Sero let out a high-pitched “Ah!” his torso trying to twist away from the prodding appendage.

“Ohoho, I see. Someone’s a little sensitive~” Kiri teased, wiggling his fingers in the air menacingly in front of Sero’s body. Sero’s eyes went wide, his struggles against his own bonds becoming a little more panicked.

“Guys, wait, please, don’t do this, I can’t take it-”

“Sure you can, Spidey! Maybe you’ll even squirm enough to worm your way outta this mess, huh?” Denki giggled, wiggling his index finger into Sero’s exposed underarm. Sero jerked with a yelp again, but when the sensation didn’t let up this time, small tittters started escaping his lips.

“Denki! Nohoho!” Sero pleaded, his eyes looking like a begging puppy’s.

“Denki yes!~” Denki retorted, adding all five of his fingers to wiggle into the sensitive pit. Sero giggled harder at this, his eyes squeezing shut in mirth. Kirishima decided he wanted in on some of the fun himself, lifting up Sero’s shirt just enough to scratch his nails against Sero’s wiggling lower belly. The boy sucked his stomach in as much as he could, but his overflow of now even higher-pitched giggles practically made his stomach tickle itself on Kirishima’s fingers.

“GAHAHAHA! NAHAHA! KIRISHIMAHAHA!” Sero cackled, throwing his head back against the wall, arms tugging uselessly against his bonds. Kirishima chuckled at the boy’s torment.

“Aww, whatsa’ matter Sero? We’ve barely even done anything!” Kiri teased, moving his fingers over towards the boy's sides, the boy’s torso shaking as his giggles frantically pushed out of his chest.

“I know, right? Poor guy’s so ticklish we barely have to touch him to get him to lose it,” Kaminari smiled, his right hand continuing it’s gentle but torturous assault on his armpit, while the other travelled to poke around his upper ribs. That sent a jolt through Sero’s body, his giggles turning to small yips and screeches. His nose was scrunched and his smile was so wide it practically ripped his face in half, eyes shut tight and he giggled helplessly.

“AHAH NAHAHA! NOT THAHAT!” Sero cackled as Denki turned to poking his ribs on both sides, playing them like a toddler would play a piano, sporadic pokes leaving the boy to jerk and writhe under his playful touch. “KAMIHIHI! IT TIHIHICKLES!”

“Aw, it does? What about this, does this tickle?~” Kirishima teased as he switched his gentle scratches to playful squeezes on the boy’s hips. Sero guffawed, doubling his body over as much as it could go in the bound position he was in.

“OH GOHOHOD! PLEHEHEASE! I CAHAHAN’T!” Sero pleaded and cackled, his knees bouncing up and down in a mock attempt to kick his legs out. Kirishima noticed this, and experimentally squeezed at one of his thighs.

Sero screamed.

“AHAHAH! NOHOHO! NOT MY THIIHIGHS! PLEHEHEASE! I’LL DO ANYTHIHIHING!” Sero begged through fits of hysterical laughter, his eyes opening to stare at the redhead in plead.

“Aw, but Sero, I can’t just miss an opportunity like this!” Kirishima giggled, moving both his hands to squeeze up and down the boy’s lean but tender thighs. Sero’s laughter reached a new level of hysterical. It was loud and boisterous, his knuckles turning white from how hard he clenched them out beyond his sides. Denki pinched at his ribs with no mercy, and Sero could barely hold on.

“PLEHEHEASE! GUHUYS! I CAHAHAN’T! IT’S SO BAHAHAD! TICKLES SO BAHAHAD!” Sero laughed, pulling even harder at his bindings. His tormentors were too caught up giggling along with their ticklish victim to hear the sound of tape unsticking to the wall in front of them. Sero tugged and pulled as he wiggled subconsciously, his sensitive body just trying to get itself away from the playful torment being put upon itself. Then-

-RIIIIP!-

Sero fell on top of the boys unceremoniously with a yelp and a loud thud, all three of them falling to the floor in a heap of giggles.

“That was so mehehean!” Sero clutched his stomach as he rolled on the floor, still giggling from the previous assault and from the hilarious fall they had all just taken.

“Sorry man, it was too easy not to,” Denki chuckled, laughing as he stood himself up from the floor. He offered two hands to the giggling boys on the floor, pulling them up with a huff.

Once up and off the floor, the boys noticed that Sero still had tape on his arms. He whined as he realized what he was gonna have to do. 20 minutes and a lot of whines and cries of pain later, Sero finally got all the tape off his arms, even if he did have to sacrifice some arm hair in the process.

“At least now you know how to get yourself out of your own tape! Just a couple tickles and you’re all good to go!” Kaminari smiled brightly at Sero who was rubbing at his now red and blotchy arms, the raven-haired boy not amused at his comment.

“I’ll get you both back for this, just you wait,” Sero said with a roll of his eyes. Yeah, he was definitely gonna get them for this. Too easy not to.

. . .

A /N : sorry if this was a little short! im trying not to overwork myself rn haha, hope you enjoyed it tho!! much love!! <33

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not-me-simping-for-blasty · 3 years

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Hey bb! <3

You’ve quickly became my favorite bakugo writer, how you write him just feels so real to me. every time I see you post something new I get so happy!

I’m seeing ya write a lot about blasty with crushes and or S/O’s but not really about how he gets into a relationship so I propose to you how do you think he would realize his feelings and act upon them? If he even would lol he’s so stubborn and awkward with feelings I swear.

Anywho I love you and I’m glad your blog is getting the attention it deserves!!

hmmm hmm hmm tysm @kits-mania for the ask, this is a good one!! also ahaha i wrote this with tiny baby UA bakugou in mind bc his comedic potential is seriously limitless

--/--

-ok, to start, so basically, he’s a mess. an absolute mess.

-yes, yes, ik, we’d all love for him to be like, cool and smooth and suave and spit crazy game but he’s just not that guy. he’s a snarling animal at the best of times and an outright asshole every other second of the day.

-(honestly, if u asked me, the only confession you could ever get that would somehow be more disastrous than bakugou’s would be if u got one from tamaki. and even then, tamaki is a sweetheart so u would 100% be much more forgiving)

-but that’s not the point, what is the point is that bakugou would just be so weird around u and that’s how he recognizes his feelings

-lmao like he’ll be so ridiculous with his mood swings,,, very yelling at you for breathing one second, bc even that somehow flusters him, n then the next second he’s recommending an extensive list of personalized training exercises (that he devised) for you and telling you to shut up if you try to thank him for it

-and he’ll do those things almost without thinking about it. like, he’s already impulsive, we been knew, but for this?? pls he absolutely cannot control himself. he’ll just keep accidentally doing nice things, that he’d never do for somebody else, and he knows this. but then he also feels like he’s gotta act like a dick to cover the strangeness up

-and after being rude, to save face, bakugou’ll be in his head totally “man, i’m the best at this. i bet they don’t even know i fuckin’ like them!” n like, yeah, he’s right, you 100% don’t, but everyone else around him does.

-very obvious to his friends how quiet he is when you come up. like, he’ll say shit about everyone at any given time, but when you come up in conversation?? absolute crickets from him. (this is bc bakugou wants to keep his mouth shut, to avoid suspicion obvi, but in doing so he almost doesn’t seem like an asshole. n when bakugou isn’t acting like a dick that’s when you know somethings up)

-so, those two things combined,,, the mood fluctuation and uncharacteristic behavior make it pretty clear to himself that he’s got a crush. now, don’t get me wrong, he’s gonna be clueless on how to do anything about it, but bakugou’s not dumb. he’ll realize his feelings pretty quickly after they form

-now, for the acting upon his feelings part- whew boy. talk about an embarrassing turnout

-basically, he’s not gonna do shit at first. he’ll recognize his feelings and he doesn’t want to be a wimp about them, but he also kinda just wants them to go away. so he’ll wait it out. bc it’s embarrassing.

-but if that doesn’t work, and he really does just have one hell of a crush,,, then all he’ll be able to do, at first, is work up the courage to finally not be an asshole,,, using little gestures that include but are not limited to:

1.) offering you a pencil when you lose yours. alright, alright, ik, very small, but this is bakugou alright?? mans doesn’t give up anything unless somebody tries to kill him for it and somehow manages to succeed

2.) let’s u copy off his school work/homework etc. obvi not all the time, but if ur in class, at the very end of a test, n he sees you looking over, bakugou will just sit there. he won’t put his arm over his work. not like he would if it was anyone else but you

3.) when you ask him things, he’ll answer. and there’s a pretty good chance he won’t tell u to fuck off at the end (what a miracle)

4.) will probably try his best to avoid exploding/hitting your face during training exercises. now ofc, if u get paired up with him for sparring, rip say ur prayers, bc he will by no means go easy. bakugou doesn’t even know the meaning of going easy. but he will keep his punches and burns away from ur face. probably also tries his best to only explode you thru the fabric of ur costume. so you don’t end up with burns (what a gentleman. not.)

5.) if you drop something on the ground in front of him, and he’s closer to it then you are, he’ll pick it up for u. u know, like a normal person for once.

-okay so as u can see, those things, which are very big for bakugou, are tiny. so tiny. and no other person is going to see those regular-human gestures as romantic interest bc why would they???

-see what i mean by embarrassing?? pls i love him but come on man

-but anyway, he’ll do that for a while. like probably up to a full month tbh

-and the entire time he’ll just be pissed bc ur not getting it. so he’ll keep doing those little things more often in the hopes that you’ll finally understand, but ofc u dont

(sidenote: bakugou having a crush is rlly funny to me bc if any of the bakusquad asked you what you thought about him all u’d have to say is “idk? normal? he’s whatever?? what is this question about?” bc his gestures are so small. so small that they just read like normal person behavior, and thus you have no significant opinion about him. and that’s just v comedic to me bc the absolute shock on their faces when u say that? pls they’re like “Y/N we cannot deal with either of you anymore. bakugou is not normal to people??? obviously he likes you!! why do you not get it?!!!”)

-but n e wayz, yeah he’ll continue with the little shit for a while and then just impulse confess

-pls bakugou is 0-100 or not at all,, so he’ll be completely content in his weird behavior until one day he’s just fed tf up with you.

-like ur walking around with a nice outfit and your hair done up,, just 100% living normally, but for whatever reason the sight of you that day accosts him. just pisses him off bc he likes you, a lot, and it’s embarrassing

-so he just impulse confesses right there in the heat of his anger. very “jesus fuck, you really went ahead and did it now, idiot. you really fuckin’ piss me off. i’ve been busting my ass for weeks now, bein’ fuckin’ nice as shit to you, and you’ve got nothing to say? just gonna walk around like that, on purpose, and keep fuckin’ quiet?”

- n you just “....?”

-and he’ll roll his eyes and huff and probably clench his hands into fists and “i like you. dumbass. fuckin’ obviously.”

- and suddenly you just “oh.” bc now it’s very clear to you how much of a relatively ?pleasant? person he is around you and how much that contrasts with the absolute asshole he is to everyone else

-pls ik everybody says he’s a pomeranian but like, no, seriously he is. he’ll pick one person to like and act normal around,, but to everyone else?? pls guard ur ankles he will bite tf out of them

so, in conclusion, bakugou with a crush is an embarrassing but oddly endearing affair. very much a guy who fumbles all the way to the finish line, but he doesn’t give up. not ever, and especially not when u piss him off sm (read: fluster him sm) just by being yourself

#katsuki bakugou #bakugou katsuki #katuski bakugou #bnha bakugou #bnha bakugo katsuki #bakugou x reader #bakugou hcs #bakugou headcanons #bakugou scenarios

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elysianslove · 3 years

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first of all can i just say congrats on the 500 like i'm so happy for you and you absolutely deserve it (huge bear hug :) ) now i had this crazy hcs idea and i immediately thought of you so long story short how would Karasuno , Aoba Johsai and Nekoma react to their sweet manager having powers similar to those of scarlet witch (marvel) or mirajane strauss (fairytail anime) feel free to pick whichever one is easier and thank you so much for indulging my crazy request. love u lots - safiyah <3333

oh my goodness thank you sm for your words here’s a bear hug <3 also also i was literally just thinking just how cool it would be to have like a supernatural au haikyuu thing and then you send me this wow we on some mind reading shit. anyways i really hope you like this. sorry it’s like hq on crack if you want a serious one lemme know hsjkhsk

karasuno high

they lose their shit.

every single one of them.

mentally they’re all like 12 (except daichi and mqybe ennoshita) so i definitely think they’d have a very childish reaction to it.

it’s so endearing though.

they find out while walking you home one night: it’s very stormy and they just wanted to make sure you get home safe because they worship the ground you walk on. cue like a fucking billboard nearly falling on you and the group of boys and your instincts just kick in and you stop it mid air.

noya’s still screaming even after everyone’s just gone silent and is gawking at the fact a billboard (or whatever the object is i can’t think rip) is hovering above them. in mid air. because of you. what the fuck?

daichi’s blood pressure drops he’s like somebody catch me im about to faint wtf is going on.

you kinda freak and just toss it away and run your way back home, as far away from the boys as possible.

but alas, you’re their manager, and you have duties to fulfill. so you show up to practice the next morning terrified for your life.

you’re not really sure why you’re so scared and nervous. you just are? it’s a huge part of who you are and it’d be a big bummer if the most important boys in your life didn’t accept it.

noya greets you with a really big hug

tanaka’s so loud but what’s new <3

daichi and suga just come up to you and gently ask if you’re okay because you ran off so quick yesterday

they all act super normal during practice but you can tell

you can tell

they want to ask so many questions they’re gonna explode

after practice, when coach ukai and takeda leave, and it’s just you, kiyoko, and the boys, it’s s o quiet. you would hear a pin drop.

you just sigh and go “you can ask”

your poor eardrums </3

they’re so fascinated by everything you say

kiyoko’s like “i had a hunch” like how do u have a hunch about something like this anyways what a queen

noya’s like “make me fly”

and tsukki in the back “drop him on his ass pls”

they definitely make you do so many things for them with it

cleaning duty is now on you because hello !! you can move things with your mind !!

kags doesn’t get it. he’s like. ok? and ? i can set volleyballs perfectly, hinata can jump really high despite his height, she can move things with her mind? so what?

i love him

they’re also crazy good at keeping it a secret?

not hinata tho he slips up so often like thank god the secret isn’t realistic or believable

he’ll be like “oh yeah? well our manager can move things with her mind!”

and suga just has to usher him away with a pained smile like “yeah she’s so incredible haha” while doing that thing moms do where they squeeze or pinch your shoulder if they’re mad at you in public

it feels like a weight lifted off your shoulders when they find out because the closer you grew to these boys, the more they felt like family to you.

aoba johsai

my favorite team

i hc makki as someone that smokes weed. pls don’t try to convince me otherwise. look at him. he’s a pothead <3

this is going somewhere i swear.

so you’re a 3rd year manager, meaning you’ve been with these boys a while now, specifically the third years of the team, so y’all are pretty close.

how they find out: it’s like 3am on a weekend, the seijoh 4 and some of the second years. you’d baked a cake with like all of them all at once in the kitchen, so it was now a mess, so you’re attempting to clean it up as fast as you can the way you know best — with your hands and your mind. makki walks in, high as shit, sees this and just.

“damn must be the weed.”

you don’t hear him. so. uh oh.

he was probably sent there by iwa to get water or something, so iwaizumi walks in and just yells so loud “what the fuck!”

it’s like they’re all summoned by this. they eventually all pile into the kitchen and you’re literally just frozen in fear with pots and pans and utensils and specks of flour hovering by you. and then you maintain eye contact with iwa as you lift one hand and direct the pans into a cupboard and slowly shut it.

“so it’s not the weed?”

they honestly. don’t act any different tbh

it’s like an added feature of yours that they appreciate.

oikawa asks you to read his mind to test if what happened that night was real and you just lift him up from off his seat.

“i asked you to read my mind tho hm”

yeah mind reading is just a regular thing now. they will slyly ask you to read the other team’s minds during a match and you’re like no that’s cheating. but you do. and you subtlety give them advice. like “hm i wonder if that team’s gonna do this specific attack”

also oikawa asks (read:begs) u to like help them make it through to nationals

you say “will it feel like a true accomplishment if i do?”

shuts his pretty face up <3

they also make you like. toss volleyballs to them. but with your mind. multiple of them. they take it as some stupid challenge idk these boys are dumb i love them

they also love throwing things at. YOU. LIKE WTF?

like haha dodgeball but it’s a group of 6’0+ athletes against just. you.

sounds fair

they also become insanely protective of you after they find out. idk how that clicks w them but. yes.

especially mattsun and iwa ? like men. relax.

anyways they would abuse the shit out of your powers genuinely but it’s okay it’s out of love <3

nekoma high

they. they’re idiots. all of them.

kuroo would probably be like but scientifically ! this makes zero sense

omg kenma would lose his MIND.

HES A GAMER BRUH

HED BE OBSESSED W YOU.

but lowkey bc none of that simp shit </3

ooou okay so you’re at a training camp and they sneak you in with them so you guys can play truth or dare

bc yk. you’re kids.

and y’all are going around and you just pick truth and someone asks what’s the biggest secret you’ve ever kept from us and they expect some dirty shit they’re nasty smh

and then you straight up go “i can move things w my mind”

and theyre like ok miss stop playin fr

keep in mind it’s dark as hell in the dormitory and eerily quiet and you shift one of the chairs in there, and it squeaks loudly

yamamoto jumps and looks at you w so much fear in his eyes. “that wasn’t you”

“bet?”

and then suddenly all chairs are moving all at once and yamamato deadass screams

kuroo’s shrugging like. “it’s just the wind,” like ur not in a closed off room w all the windows shut whatever u say sir <3

lev’s like

gone into shock. seriously someone go get him water or something.

when morning comes they’re all like hella scared to approach you except kenma and kuroo bc kenma— is in awe. kuroo — does not believe it.

you’re kinda :( that they’re scared of you and you approach them after the day is over and just apologize, and tell them you didn’t mean to scare them and that you’d never hurt them or even consider it.

they do a 180 bruh they just all go “awwwwww” and suffocate you in a group hug so you shove them all off for good measure lmao

kuroo still doesn’t believe it until you save his ass in broad daylight and he’s like ok maybe it wasn’t fake so what sue me

whenever there are training camps where other schools come they beg u to help them prank the boys

especially bokuto and hinata

and you do obviously

it’s hilarious watching them scream as something moves slightly. you never do it that it’s suspicious just enough to be like did that happen or is my mind messing w me rn

scarlet witch also has the ability to mess w people’s mind in the literal sense and whenever one of the boys pisses you off particularly you just make them see their biggest fear

kenma asks you to reenact some of his favorite gameplays for him

it’s literally just roleplay and you couldn’t care less someone catches the two of you you’re no pussy you can admit when you’re having fun

overall a very chaotic reaction

they don’t treat you any different they’re just like 100x more hyped about who you are. like the fact that you’re their manager is already a blessing and now this !!!

incredible <3333

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #karasuno x reader #aoba johsai x reader #nekoma x reader #haikyuu au

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