#I wanna smoosh her cheeks and give her soft kisses

[eri-potato]

The shadowheart romance IS SO STINKIN CUTE. I'M GIVING HER THE BEST ENDING I CAN. Beloved. Pardon me I'm just...

She's so sweet. fjghjghjfjgdf I plan to do karlach in another run because Shadowheart does not share. But damn I am not disapointed she's very...she takes things slow, like me, and that is very enjoyable. She's so cute, I'm in love. I am also slowly making a pile of bg3 sketches and one day I'll post I guess haha.

#baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 romances #Shadowheart #Shadowheart romance #Legit dying it's so cute #I wanna smoosh her cheeks and give her soft kisses #eri's rambling

[georgiapeach30513]

Hi I was wondering if you could possibly do a lloyd hansen x reader age gap (she's in her early twenties) and she is pregnant with his baby girl what hes like when her bump becomes more prominent and when the baby arrives also does lloyd start thinking about baby #2 🤍

So I'm assuming you meant a soft!Lloyd, but I'm not going to lie, when I read this I got cult leader!Lloyd flashing in my mind...but let's go with a softer version, and very rarely do I age my readers, so you can envision her as any age.

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I Can Do That

Summary: you and Lloyd become parents

Pairings:  Lloyd Hansen X Reader

Rating:  FLOOF

Warnings:  the softest of Lloyd Hansen’s, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 900

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“Mmm,” you sit up in the bed, yawning. Between the belly, and Lloyd’s constant need to have his hand on your bump it was a struggle. He said that feeling her move was the best way to fall asleep.

You look behind you, going to watch him a moment while he slept, but he’s already peaking up at you. “You moved, Cupcake, I can’t help it.”

“You’re always on.”

“Well, I need to protect you. Need to make sure no one hurts my girls,” his hand splays out over your belly, and you place your own on top. Trying to guide his hand over you where, you’re sweet little one is rolling around.

“There she is,” he sighs. His hand presses a bit firmer on her home, and she gives him a hard kick. “Madeleine Reese, I am your father, and you won’t try to kick me.”

You give him a giggle, smooshing your face up against him for playful kisses. “She’s gonna come out thinking she can kick me, Cupcake. I can’t just have her believing she can do whatever she wants with me.”

“Then maybe, quit squishing her around in there. She’s running out of room as is.”

“I just want to feel her better,” his bottom lip pokes out, and he gives you a weak smile, “Not all of us get to feel her from the inside as well as the outside.”

“Oh, sweetheart,” you didn’t realize how jealous Lloyd was to feel every part of your little Madeleine. It was almost pitiful how much he desired to be present for every moment. Refusing the extra money, and missions, just to be with you. No one knew. No one would. Lloyd made himself weak by you and his daughter.

“Don’t you, sweetheart, me.”

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Standing in the tub naked, Lloyd reaches out a hand to you. You take it in your own, and let him assist you to sink deep into the water. The lavender bath bomb and bubbles trying to soothe your body. Leaning your head back on his shoulder, you watch his eyes move over the swell of your belly. His hands smooth over the area, and he sings you a gentle version of ‘Sweet Child O’ Mine’. When another contraction tightens your stomach, and body, he just whispers out a slow count for you to breathe.

Not stopping when you almost start to cry as another contraction heats your body up. Lloyd lifts up his hand, counting the time you contract, and when it stops, he gives you a soft kiss to your temple, “You’re doing so good, Cupcake.”

“Lloyd, I wanna go to a hospital.”

“You know we can’t. You knew when we decided to have a baby, we couldn’t go to a hospital.”

You cry out a bit, and he gives the side of the tub, a few knocks. Another contraction skyrockets through your entire body, clenching your teeth, you grab Lloyd’s hands tightly with your own.

“Chris! You filthy son of a bitch, get your ass in here now!” Chris walks in the bathroom, seeing the of you, “They’re lasting longer, she’s coming. You sure you know what you’re doing?”

“Yeah,” Chris says, not so confidently. “You pulling the baby out? Like,” both men watch as you go to grunting again. “Okay, this is happening, and I’m not so sure I know what I’m doing.”

“Ahh, shit!”

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Lloyd watches you fondly cradling your baby. Your finger almost always moving over her cheeks, and he just can’t get enough of her, but also you as her. You had powered through labor amazingly. And now you looked so serene holding his daughter.

The amount of times he envisioned his future, it never included someone else. Maybe a random girl, but never one he saw in his life for the rest of it. He definitely never imagined a life with children, but the way you were constantly lifting up Madeleine to give her a smell, kiss her on her cheeks, or even just play with her sweet little fingers, he was hooked.

You had ruined him from the life he thought he was going to have. Now instead, he wants this over and over again. Always wants to be with you and the children everyday. “I don’t know how to work a normal job.”

“Hmm?” you ask looking up at him.

“Cupcake, this is what I do, and I want to be with you and them, and I don’t know if I can have it all.”

“Them?” you look at him with a crooked grin, knowing you caught him. “Who is them?”

“More of them. Of babies. She won’t stay a baby forever, so when she’s not, can we do this again? And then again?”

“How many times we talking Lloyd?” he gives you a quick shrug, reaching towards his baby girl, that you quickly let him have. Watching the way he’s so soft and different with her, you want to give him that. “At least two or three more.”

“Yeah, I can do that,” you give him a quick swat. “I mean, I have no problem with stuffing you full.”

“Shh, there is a baby in your arms. Madeleine Reese, excuse your daddy. He’s still learning.”

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[cosmal]

spacey jane — send me a lyric and a character and i’ll write a blurb.

lyric: ‘bedsheets, no clothes. touch me like nobody else does’ — ceilings by lizzy mcalpine

character: jonathan byers!! something like waking up next to each other would be so cute I feel. or even like, the morning after their first time or something <3

nobody else does

jonathan byers x reader

summary the morning, after you're first time with jon, doesn't go how you'd expected. it's better.

warnings/tags fem!afab!reader, she/her, references to smut, 18+

There’s something really calming about watching Jon sleep. The part in his lips where his face is smooshed into his pillow, the tousled hair that covers it. The sun that shatters through the blinds and lights up the expanse of his back. The freckles that litter it. How you can see his breathing stutter when his moving back jumps every once in a while.

It’s so calming you almost fall back asleep again. You don’t have enough time when you watch Jonathan wake up. Blinking into consciousness. He’s frowning and then smiling when he remembers where he is.

“Hey,” he says. So quiet you almost miss it. You would’ve if you weren’t tracing the pattern of his soft lips like they might disappear one day. Like you’ll never get to kiss him again.

The past week that’s all it’s felt like. Like you’ll never get to kiss him how you want to. Then last night happened. He’d kissed you because he wanted. Kissed you until he couldn’t breathe — you’re sure you weren’t at one point. And the things he’d said, how he touched you like you were glass.

Y/N, stop. Look at me. Need to see you’re face — yeah there we are, gorgeous.

You smile into your pillow at the thought of it. Giddiness with a mixture of bewilderment. Had you dreamt the entire thing?

“Morning,” he says again because you’re in your head.

You shake back your thoughts before they consume you. If he keeps looking at you like that you might cry.

“Morning, Jon,” you say, hand coming up to his face.

He lets you brush his hair from his face before he says, “How you feeling?”

You remember you’re naked. How your legs ache in a good way. How heavy your stomach feels. “M’okay.”

“Yeah?” he asks. Jon is usually very soft. Though to see him like this is something different. Gentle and delicate in the early morning hours.

“I’m a little sore,” you say shyly, face heating more than the sun has allowed you to. “But I’m okay.”

Jonathan lets the arm between you both come down to sit on your belly, over the thin sheet that covers you, rubbing and massaging the flesh there hard enough to soothe you. It does. Though the thought of him wanting to touch you outside of last night's happenings makes you feel warm. And the almost overwhelming need to cry.

After last night, after all the encouragements and praises he had doted you with, he’d made sure you were comfortable. Made sure you had water and enough pillows. Opened the window so you weren’t hot. He’d stroked your hair until you’d fallen asleep.

You don’t think you've ever spent the night after sleeping with someone, let alone being treated the way Jon had been with you. You almost expected to be kicked out afterwards, despite how lovely he'd been, it’d be nothing different.

Boys can have a way of making you feel like you’re special, deserving of everything they give you just to earn something from you in return. Then throwing you out once they get it. You feel guilty for ever thinking he was like that in the first place.

You don’t even know you’re crying until Jonathan does. He lets his hand roam up to your face to catch your first tear with his thumb, wiping it from the bridge of your nose.

“Hey,” he coos, “you okay?”

You know what’s wrong but you also don’t. Well, you do really know, though the reaction you’ve given startles you. You blink back your tears, smiling.

“Yeah,” you mumble wetly, letting your hand fall on top of his where it’s pressed firmly into your cheek.

“I don’t wanna be annoying,” he almost laughs. It’s more of a animated huff, “but you are crying, sweetheart.”

Sweetheart sits in your chest and has your eyes welling up again. “Sweetheart,” you echo kindly.

“Yeah.” He sounds like he agrees. Like it’s second nature to him. You’ve called him worse. Like baby or lovely.

“M’sorry,” you giggle into his hand, kissing the curve of his palm gently. “Just really happy.”

“Happy?”

You nod and bring a hand up around his shoulder to tug him closer. You bring him in until your chest is touching his, a rumple of sheets between you. Your face in his neck, your shoulder under his arm when he hugs you back.

“You’re really nice, Jon.” It’s not what you want to say. You mean it but the words aren’t right. “Just, um,” You feel silly. “thank you for being so lovely.”

Jonathan has a suspicion he knows what you mean. He feels the exact same way. You’d treated him how he hadn’t expected and he hopes he’d shown how grateful he was for it. Still, he thinks he might continue his appreciation.

“It’s okay,” he says, kissing into your hair. It smells like the conditioner that you use when you're here. His conditioner. He smiles when he remembers when you’d spent the night. You’d used his shower and slept in his bed with him.

He rubs your back. Your shoulders and the space between them. Lines and patterns that have you both shivering.

You’re still crying. Because he’s touching you and it’s different. It’s soft and kind and he’s not doing it because he wants something else. You think he wants to stay here and do nothing but this as much as you do. Maybe even more.

You press your stuffy nose into his neck and sniffle. Jon holds you closer on instinct. You kiss his bare skin and feel his heavy pulse over your lips. “Thanks, Jon.”

“It’s okay, pretty,” he says.

You spend the rest of the day in bed because he wants to. He wants to hold you and he wants to kiss you just as much as you do. Maybe more. You don’t complain.

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[trueshellz]

Daddy!Bakugou who comes into your house after a long day at work, gauntlets dropping onto the floor with a quiet thud as he knows you're both sleeping. The lights in the hallway dimmed, but the more he ventures into the house, the louder your daughter's cries are.

Peeking around her bedroom door, his gaze lands on you wearing an old t shirt and sleeping shorts, baby bouncing on your shoulder as you walk around in circles. Her cries louder now, her little face scrunched up and red to match her eyes... ones she got from him. A soft smile on his face when he sees you pull a sad pouty face at her, you look tired and worn out but the baby shows no sign of stopping.

"What's wrong? I've changed you, bathed you and fed you. Daddy's at work, angel. I'm sorry."

Pushing himself off the door he gently tugs you both close to him and wraps an arm around you, the small gasp you let out is almost enough to make him laugh but the watery smile you give him just makes him want to hug you. His clothes are a little dirty, hoodie pulled over his hero costume to stop the soot transferring onto your precious bundle, faint traces of smoke wafting around him. Burying your head into his chest you breathe in, eyes screwed shut as he shushes your little girl.

"Why she so grumpy? Huh, angel? Yer making yourself sick with the crying."

Like magic.

Absolute silence, her wide eyes staring up at you both while she sucks on her dummy, green and orange like his uniform. Her small hands curled up and reaching for the strings on his hood as she pulls them, your own eyes widen comically as you look between them.

"What the heck? Katsuki!"

The shit-eating grin on his face make you hip bump him while you mock scowl at him. His hands coming around you tighter as he picks the baby up from you, holding her up in the air and rubbing his nose against her cheeks as she squeals and giggles. The mood from earlier completely gone and you're caught somewhere between elated and exasperated.

"She's a daddy's girl, huh angel?"

"I hate you."

A chuckle now as he looks at you, kissing your cheek gently before sitting on the sofa, tugging you down so you're across his legs. Your little girl on his chest between you, her cheek smooshed on his hard chest as she sucks away at her dummy staring up at him with an awed expression. The faint beating of his heart under your head, his warm hands running up and down your thighs as he rocks your daughter to sleep.

It's loud and a bit manic, some days you wanna smack him over the head but you wouldn't change it for the world.

Previous parts: Dating Deku | Kisses | Break up | Hairdresser

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[poisonouswritings]

Smooches :(

I'm going to assume this is a request about the Last Legacy M4 since that's what I write the most of. Mayhaps this is your way of saying you want a smooch, in which case I say 'same'. But I'm not actually sure. So while I appreciate you thinking I'm smart enough to get this, I am actually Very Very Stupid and taking a swing in the dark here. Hope you enjoy!

GN!reader, fluffy fluff

Felix

I think Felix is a very big fan of casual smooches. He's been studying or working on experiments for nine hours straight and you just swoop in out of nowhere to kiss his cheek. Instant Dopamine Boost. Instant energy.

In as much as I like to joke about Felix being Easily Flustered, he's also the only Starswon (Rime notwithstanding) that's been in a canon long-term relationship. He's definitely get a lil embarrassed hehe blushy blushy man but he keeps his composure fairly well. Sometimes makes a little noise, sometimes shrinks up a little bit, the tips of his ears turn pink. But he'll look at you and pout and ask if That's All He's Getting™

If you sit with him while he's reading, I think he smooches you a lot. Doesn't even pull his eyes away from the page, just kinda leans over and kisses your cheek, your jaw, your neck, whatever's close enough. He's Focused™ but he still wants to worship you a lil

When he's not distracted by studies, he's a bit more flustered but he still gives you a lot of little kisses and smooches and pecks

I think especially when something reminds him of Rime. I feel like we don't talk enough about Protective!Felix being afraid of losing MC. So anyways when something makes him think of Rime, it kinda automatically makes him think about how Rime died, and that stresses him. Even if it was Unavoidable, he still worries about that happening to you. So he'll randomly pepper your cheeks and lips with little kisses and hold your hand. Kisses the back of your hand too.

I feel like all of Felix is very soft,, includes his lips,,,, do with that info what you will,,,,,,

He do Big Spell. Head Hurty. When he tries to sleep, smooch his temple. Makes him feel better.

Anisa

Heheh...ehehehe.....cat wife kisses

Gods i miss her

I feel like she loves all types of smooches, but especially sneaky ones! She's spent such a long time following the rules and being The Model Citizen™ that she likes the thrill of it. She's also incredibly proud to be your Knight In Shining Armor!! And as long as you guys aren't doing anything too dirty she doesn't care who sees a bit of PDA.

I think she'd like being kissed on her hands/wrists, tip of her nose, and collarbone. If you wanna be cute and kiss her chest where your heart is, she'll be super flustered but like it (as long as you guys aren't in public at that point).

Her favorite places to smooch you would probably be,,, your forehead (she uses her hands to smoosh your cheeks a lil whenever she kisses your forehead) and the spot below your ear. Maybe nips at your earlobe a little bit when she's feeling flirty but probably not in public

I feel like she hugs you from behind a lot!! Possibly sneaks up on you to give you surprise kisses.

She comes home after a long day of work,, she's so tired,,, help her pull her armor off,,,, give her a lil kiss on the shoulder,,,,,, she melts,,,,,,,,, and when she has nights when the memories are too much for her to deal with and she can't sleep, cuddle her. In between stories and jokes and dreams you two shares, smooch her hand/wrist. Makes her very calm.

I think if you guys are laying around and just kinda relaxing and you suddenly start kissing her, she would purr a little. I don't even know if half-ilephtas can purr, but damnit, she does.

Sage

I was gonna say that I hc that the only source of wholesome smooches Sage ever had before you was probably like, when he and Tulsi were younger and say she was afraid of a thunder storm he would probably kiss the top of her head or whatever (which is something my older sister still does to me a lot when I'm upset) but after That Post from the Insta I feel like that'd be inappropriate,,, which is really shitty because siblings should be allowed to show affection for each other without people being freaks about it,,,,,

But anyways

I think Sage is used to making out and whatever, but soft lil smooches??? Foreign concept.

The first time you smooch his cheek out of nowhere he just bluescreens. He's dead. Gone. Vanished. Slain. He tries to be flirty to hide his embarrassment but you give him this wholesome little smile and he just puts his head down because he needs a second

He's a bit of an attention whore so once you start he doesn't want you to stop. If you're busy studying he 10,000% does the lil headbutt thing.

Definitely likes kissing your hands and nibbling on your fingers a lil but also your forehead, the top of your head, and the crook of your neck because he's trying to hide his face a lil cause he's blushing

Ooh big strong cat man blushing like a tomato because he's being sweet on his loving partner

I also think Biting Is A Love Language! You will get nibbled on often!! Obviously when he's flirty he's messing with you that way but even when he's just being a blushing dork, he gives you a lil love bite. Though I have a thing for marking so porhaps I'm projecting but I'm sure you don't mind

Loves it when you kiss his head/ears, his cheeks, probably his chest too. And if you kiss his scars? Especially while mumbling a bit of praise about how big and strong he is? He simply Ceases To Exist.

Purrs a lot. Is grumpy about it. If you tell him you like his purring then he isn't grumbly but he's still flustered. And going from intense making out to soft little smooches? He's putty in your hands.

Rime

The least visibly affected but probably the most internally screaming. During/after his redemption he feels a lot of guilt for the stuff he's done and, therefore, like he doesn't deserve anything so soft and sweet and loving. In fact the first time you lean in to smooch him he probably jumps a lil cause he wasn't expecting it.

But when you do manage to plant one on him? He does this slow blink and then smirks at you. Makes a catty comment about, gee MC, if you want him so bad you can just say so. But his ears give this little flick and he can't quite look you in the eye and You Know You Got Him

Did you guys knows that deers tails swish around when they're content? You nuzzle up against him and smooch the side of his neck and his tail does a little dance.

Yes I know that horns are keratin and therefore not really sensitive but I think if you kiss at the base of his horns he'll get flustered. Mostly because it's an intimate spot. You might have to gently hold him in place so he doesn't accidentally whack you with his horns or whatever. Otherwise he likes when you smooch his palms or nose.

For some reason I feel like he'd kiss your chest a lot, like where your heart is. Maybe as a lil apology for trying to kill you several times. Always very soft and delicate about it, like he's not entirely sure if he's allowed to do it. Encourage him and he'll calm down, but it takes time.

He has ice magic so I feel like his skin is always cold. Offer to heat him up and he rolls his eyes but his cheeks do get warm. So you've already kinda made progress. Yay you!

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[osakunt]

「𝟭:𝟮𝟯 𝗽𝗺」 - 𝗧𝗼𝗷𝗶.𝗙

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"Megumi, you can let go now"

"Thank you do being an amazing mother figure in my life"

"Of course sweetheart. Thank you for letting me be that figure" smiling you ruffle the teenage boys hair glad to see that he was alright. When he came back looking dead from retrieving Sukuna's finger and fighting the curse with the death paintings you were rushing towards him once Yuuji and Nobara came running towards you saying that your beloved child was dead.

"Let me make sure that head of yours is alright. You were bleeding pretty badly when you got back" you inspect him making sure he was fully okay before dressing the wound on his head and kissing it, giving him another motherly hug.

"There she is !!! (Y/n)-san !!!"

"Not now, child" you quickly hush up Gojo who walked in whining about a small cut on his hand he had done to himself on purpose to go see you.

"What's the real reason you're here ?"

"To greet the most gorgeous women on earth" he smiles hugging you, smooshing his cheek with yours.

"Bullshit. You want something. What is it ?" You look up from the twin dogs Megumi had summoned.

Gojo smiles swiping his phone then turning towards you shoving it up to you face. Snatching the phone from away from your face you look at the picture of the man. Your eyebrow quirking up you let out a low chuckle.

"Greet him for me" you give back the phone, going back to check on the dogs in front of you. Megumi starting to get curious he looks over at the phone that was now locked.

Forgetting about it in a second he turns to you asking if his dogs were fine. " they'll be fine. Just let 'em rest." Sending him off and making sure he was no longer around your infirmary - you close the door and lock it.

Sitting back down on your rolling chair you look at the blue eyes dumb ass in front of you. "Is he back or did you stalk him ?" 

Taking his sun glasses off he gives you an offended look ,clutching his chest. "That hurted you know !!!"

"hUrTeD....same lol"

"But no. I was walking by when I saw him. Just had to take a picture ya know ? I mean you did have a little fling with him after all~" he boops your nose cackling

"I sure fucking did. Best sex I've ever had, like bro what !! All in all fuck him. He ain't shit" you turn to your phone pointing at the pigtailed male on the screen "He can get it though" you smirk at the younger male whose eyes went wide for a minute.

"The death painting ?!! But he's like 150 or something !!" Gojo yells finding it a bit weird.

"Close the door for me, I'll be heading out now. Might stop by that bakery Kento talks about" 

"Oh oh get me something"

"Sure whatever"

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"Come again !!" The girl from behind the counter smiles, waving you off as you smile leaving the establishment already digging in your bag of baked goods.

"Damn, sis knows who to make a mean ass cookie" munching away on the soft cookie you turn a corner to a busy street killing any little cursed creature that popped up in your sight.

Digging in the back for something more to munch on, your arm gets grabbed dragging you into some ally.

"Of course you aren't. You kill curses for a living. Killed a man too but that's not my business" The man speaks up, putting his gun away in his pants and letting you go.

"Toji,huh. So why'd you bring me to an ally ? Looks suth af fuk" your words muffled from the piece of cake you had taken a bite from.

Grabbing the plastic container and fork from you hands, Toji presses you against a wall kissing your jaw line. "Long time no see, (y/n)" his voice seductively going into your ear.

"We saw each other last week,sir"

"Exactly. last week." He kisses your lips tasting the chocolate frosted cake that was suppose to be for Gojo.

"How's Megumi ?" His eyes soften as soon as he asked for his son.

You smile patting his chest "Got into it with some cursed thingy mabob. Patched him up and sent him to rest. He'll be fine though. Gave him some pain killers to chill him out. Probably knocked out, from how strong those are"

"Please take care of him for me. I trust that he'll be safe if you're around" Toji sighs burying his face into your hair as he came in for a hug.

"Sooooo no sex ?" You joke then feel his arms tighten around you. "Fine, fine. Megumi is in good hands with me. The work he does is dangerous - can't lie about that. I'll always be there to intervene if things go wrong."

His once tight embrace now looser from getting the assurance that you'd do anything for the kid. And of course you would. You were the first person after Gojo who he was introduced to. Having more trust in you he became like your own. Though you and Toji did indeed have a little something something going on, you never had anything against the boy. Now all you'd do with Toji was hook up when needed.

"I wish I got to meet his mom. Bet she was nice."

"She was. Thank you for stepping in"

"I'm tired of you people saying "thank you"- even though I knew whose kid he was, I just felt like I needed to be in his life. Not because of you, cause fuck you but because of him. As soon as Gojo brought him into the school, first thing the kid did was look at me and ran towards me. After that I felt an attachment to him. As is I were his guardian. By all means I did it willingly. No need to thank me" you finally hug back receiving a kiss on your lips.

"I know but still thank you......So back to what I was saying...." Toji unlatches himself from you giving you a knowing look, making your way out the ally.

"Yea I'm down for some rough, back blowing sex" you beam at the male making him wonder why you were like this.

"Don't shy away tonight either,mister." You smirk; that same smirk disappearing when the cake you were still eating was taken from your grasp and eaten.

"You know what ? I don't think I wanna smoosh with you anymore. By the way where's the ugly worm that's always around you ?"

Feeling himself revive at your antics, Toji swings an arm around you to bring you closer, kissing your temple. "Sure are the charmer, ain't you ?"

「𝘼 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙥𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪」

"I thought she said she had ended things with Megumi's dad." Gojo glares at the back of your head not understanding why you were with Toji.

"Probably fuck buddies" Shoko shrugs letting out the smoke from her lungs.

"Probably, but she said she wanted the pigtailed death painting !!"

"And she'll get him. Just let her do Toji, first. Take a picture so we have proof that we saw them. She won't tell us the details unless we show evidence"

"She also ate the cake that was suppose to be for me.."

"Fuck man. Let's go get your damn cake. Fucking cry baby, I swear" Shoko drags the white haired male to the same bakery, buying him three slices of the same cake you had gotten to shut his ass up.

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[mystic-sky]

Summary: third-year Gojo’s first kiss with fem reader

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: mentions of marijuana, sfw aside from teen Gojo ogling at your tiddies.

A/N: I wanted to break from my heavy smut writing with something wholesome and sort of vanilla. Enjoy SSS trio and you on a summer night in August.

It was your second summer together, the summer before everything went to shit. The memory will forever be engraved into you, into Gojo Satoru. Forever engraved into Geto Suguru before his departure, and forever engraved into Ieiri Shoko, who had just discovered her newest infatuation with marijuana.

The moment feels ridiculously more ethereal than how you remember it. Suguru and Satoru snicker as you take your first pull. You’re coughing your lungs out, shoving the blunt back between Suguru’s fingers. He allows his laughter to die down before passing it between his lips (most effortlessly) to inhale.

“Like this,” he holds it for a moment, and releases a puff of the high into your face. Your throat closes and you heave again, squeezing your knees as you hunch over.

“You’ll get used to it,” Shoko says, taking hold of the blunt to take her own pull before passing it to Satoru whose just behind you, sitting on the railing. 

He’s blocking the setting sun, which you were grateful for in a way. You eventually got better at smoking before the thing burnt out, much to everyone’s dismay.

“Get us ice cream, oh handsome, honored one.” Shoko bats her long eyelashes at the snow haired male. She shoves an elbow at your side. You quickly join in.

“Oh dearest honored one, bestow us with snacks to cure the munchies.”

He hops down from the railing, and he’s still taller than the rest of you. “Hmm, say the handsome part again, won’t you? Then, I might consider it.” His sunglasses slide down his nose, and he’s more in your face than Shoko’s, even though you never exaggerated the handsome part specifically.

As nose barely touches nose, you’re a bit flustered by the heat of his body emanating onto yours. It was already hot outside, but you surely felt it.

“I’m the handsome, honored one,” you begin, sliding his sunglasses off of his face and putting them on your own. “And I am going to spoil my friends with ice cream— because I’m the honored one.”

“Cute,” he’s holding an loose, irritated scowl, whirling around and quickly walking up ahead of you lot, earning chuckles from the rest of the group. “Are you guys coming or not?”

“Oh we are, handsome honored one,” Shoko snorts on the handsome part again before cheesing at you. You’re imitating his facial expressions with the shades on— wow these things are pretty cool, you think. And clearly expensive. 

It’s a decent walk to the convenience store now that the sun is down, and no longer scorching the open skin of your back. Him and Suguru are snickering about something like usual, peering back immaturely at you and Shoko. The both of you are unamused, wondering if the two of you should pretend to mumble things about them too, just to rile them up. 

She asks you for your hair tie by whispering in your ear, and you stifle a fake laugh, earning raised eyebrows from the two males. You swiftly pull it off your wrist and hand it to her, watching her stuff what she could of her bob cut into a frazzled ponytail.

Stepping foot into the store was probably the sweetest relief of that night. The coldest air poured down your backs as the door chimed loudly upon entry. You slide the sunglasses up to rest on your head, realizing just how bright the in-store lights actually were.

You and Shoko broke off from the boys to choose what you pleased. She picked up a teen idol magazine as you paced just a few steps ahead. You’re grabbing a few snacks as well, something crunchy to fill whatever it was your stomach was feeling. 

The four of you meet again in the ice cream section, and Satoru doesn’t actually care that you and Shoko have picked out more than just ice cream. He’s got an armful of things you never even tried, so you ask him,

“What’s that? S’it good?” He’s distracted by your breasts being pressed together by full arms of snacks. A single strap of your tank top is falling off one of your shoulders, and it makes his gaze stutter about on your frame. Suguru snaps his fingers behind him, forcing a response from Satoru.

“I’ll let you try some,” the response is quick on his tongue, and he scowls at his dark haired friend who had been mocking him in the back ground about his looming crush on you.

“All you get is chocolate stuff,” Shoko inserts herself between you both, analyzing Satoru’s snacks. “Can I get cigs too?” 

He shrugs. He hardly had any limits on his allowances. Money to him was limitless, and that’s why, especially with his sweet tooth, he had absolutely no discipline. He’s at the register minutes later, with more items in hand than the rest of you. He argues that since its the the last week before the summer ends, who knows when you’ll get another outing like this one. 

You are all back by the pier again, sitting on the railing you aren’t supposed to be sitting on because you could very well fall into the sea. Stomachs full of flavored corn snacks and sweets, the munchies are now gone and you’re all talking about... well, a whole lot of nothing.

Shoko, as seemingly spontaneous as ever, wants to dip her feet in the water. 

“I don’t wanna go alone,” she tugs at Suguru’s side. “Carry me there.”

“What? No.” He’s gnawing unapologetically on a bare popsicle stick. Her eyes plead, the same ones from earlier, and he gives in out of annoyance. The two them walk down the steps to the beach. 

You never asked her if she left you alone with Satoru that night on purpose, or what her goals might’ve been, but an opportunity it was, nonetheless.

“The blue one’s better,” he says simply, sucking on the flavored block of ice.

“Than the red one?” You peered at your own popsicle. “I guess it’s up to preference.” 

Your mouth pops off of the tip loudly before you suck again. He wishes you didn’t make it look so lewd.

You ogle at the box of flavors, the rest of them would surely melt by the time you all got back to the school. You turn your head back to feel white hair graze against your arm. He invites himself to taste your popsicle, prompting hard blushes from you. He imitates the loud pop you made just before. 

“Blue is still better,” he smirks at your sudden discomfort. He’s somewhat at eye level with you, and you swallow hard. He’s always flirting with you, messing with you— trying to get some sort of reaction out of you. 

“Just cause you bought it for me doesn’t mean you can invite yourself to taste it whenever you want.” You bring the pop to your lips and suck softly, looking directly at him. He’s blushing now too, but he tries so hard to hide it. He’s stuck on the way that you’re barely shy about it. You’re not telling him to back up like you usually would. Your eyes are sparkling as bright as they’re able with barely any sun left on the horizon.

“Your mouth’s blue,” you break him from his sultry thoughts. He licks his lips, feeling somewhat embarrassed about it.

“Yours is red,” he deflects, he’s definitely not prepared at all for what you say next.

“If we kiss, our lips are gonna be purple,” He’s all for it, but he’s still surprised when your cold lips entwine with his. It’s a sweet taste, but the feeling of the kiss is a cross between sticky and numb. Suddenly, some warmth blooms in the center of it, and you feel each other entirely. Your tongue doesn’t feel like he thought it would, but at least he knows why. You pull away, wrapping your mouth around your pop, nonchalant as ever.

“You’re just always in my face like you wanna kiss me,” you shrug, you’re analyzing him subtly through the corner of your eye. His expression is sort of deer-like. He’s always wanted to kiss you, yeah. Did he think it was going to happen like that? Not exactly. 

“Cause,” the response is seconds late, “I do.” 

He’s not so shy anymore, closing the space between your bodies.

“So just do it,” you look up at him, and his eyes are glimmering at you. He presses his lips to yours, warming them again against your soft and pillowy flesh. A sweet sound pours through his mouth, one he didn’t know you were capable of making. He wondered if all girls tasted this sweet— with the exception of the ice cream. You kissed him back so bashfully, despite your seemingly assertive personality before hand.

The kiss lasts longer than you both realize, prompting sticky ice cream to dribble down both your arms but neither of you care that much. 

Your wet mouths part, and surely there’s a bit of blue on your lips as much as there is red on his. You find yourself looking away from his piercing blue gaze, trying not to draw attention to the blush painting your face. 

“There isn’t anything to wipe my arm up with is there,” you mutter, watching the red juice slither down your arm. You’re tempted to lick it up to prevent it from traveling further but Satoru speaks again.

“We could go rinse our hands by the fountains if you want,” he says, cracking a goofy grin.

“That sounds like a good idea,” you look towards him. “Why are you smiling like that?”

He chuckles lightly as the fingers on his cleaner hand find your face, smooshing your cheeks inward and puckering your lips. “Well would you look at that,” he grins again.

“They definitely are purple.”

#jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru #gojo fluff #jjk gojo #jjk x reader #jjk #geto suguru #Shoko Ieiri

[retroaria]

gnf imagine where reader accidentally deletes something on george’s desktop and she doesn’t know how george will react? :>

- 🔮 she/her

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pronouns: gender neutral

warnings: just swearing :]

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You needed to find that picture. In George’s latest video he was working on, him and quackity made this stupid meme that was literally the funniest thing. You were talking about it with your friend but your description did it no justice. So here you are now, searching through George’s computer, trying to find this god damn meme.

You couldn’t find it in the discord channel where you assumed quackity had sent it, so next place to search were his files. Once you opened it up, you looked at how nicely organized George had all of his files. It was actually kind of adorable, everything was labeled correctly and put into their own respective folders. Some of them even had the little colon bracket face he does at the end of them. One in particular caught your attention. It was a folder with your name on it. Although you wanted so badly to look at what cute, or bad, photos your boyfriend had saved of you, you quickly returned to your original task.

You found the section where he keeps everything for his videos. They were all labeled with either the title of the video or the date it was recorded on. You look through until you found a folder titled “YLYL pt 2”. That was the video he had just filmed so you clicked on the folder and began to scroll through all of the photos.

You clicked on the first one, which was his thumbnail. Just as you were looking at it, a small thud came from the left side of the desk. There stood kitty, shooting you a curious look.

“Hey kitty, come here” you started to motion over your boyfriends cat. She pranced on over across the desk and next thing you knew she was stomping all over the keyboard.

“No kitty don’t do that!” you swiftly picked her up off the board and placed her in your lap. After a few moments of affection, you looked back up to the monitor to see you were now on a different image. You exited the full screen mode to see the files all stacked on top of each other and that’s when you saw that one of them was missing, the thumbnail.

“Oh shit...” you said scrolling through the images again seeing if it really was in fact deleted, and it was. You looked down at the fur ball in your lap and you just couldn’t be mad at her. Just as you were scolding the cat in a soft little baby voice, the sound of keys jangling could be heard from outside the door.

Next thing you knew, in walked George. He looked at you, then at his monitor, then down to kitty. Without even questioning what you were doing on his computer, he walked over and bent down to your lap to pet his cat. You glanced down at him as he was absolutely lost in cuteness.

“Uhhh george...” you said, he snapped out of it as he looked up at you.

“Oh hey, how was your day?” he said in a cheery tone as he stood up, placing a soft kiss on your cheek. You stood up just after him, placing kitty back down on the ground before shooting a very apologetic look at your boyfriend.

“Please don’t be mad at me.” you said as you fidgeted with your fingers. George gently moved you to the side as he sat down in his chair and looked at his monitor. He saw you had opened his files and then looked back at you.

“Well what happened?” he asked, giving you a curious look. You took a deep breath in.

“WellbasicallyIwastryingtofindthememethatquackitymadeandwhileIwaslookingkittycameupandshejuststompedalloverthekeyboardandaccidentlydeletedthethumbnailyouspentallnightmaking” you quickly shut your mouth and closed your eyes, hoping he even heard a single word you said.

“Y/n, english please? What happened?” he said, calm as ever. You looked at him again with the same sorry look before letting out a defeated sigh.

“I accidentally deleted your thumbnail.” you looked at your boyfriend hard before he let out a small chuckle and gestured you over to him. You were surprised he wasn’t mad, but followed his request and gently sat down in his lap.

“Don’t worry i’m not mad at you.” he laughed as you looked at him confused.

“Really, You aren’t?” he moved the chair closer to the desk and positioned his hands on the mouse and keyboard.

“Of course not silly, if that ever happens again i’m gonna show you how to fix it.” he clicked out of his files and opened the recycling bin where the deleted thumbnail could be found. Once it was recovered you turned away from the monitor to look at George once again.

“Is it seriously that easy?” he looked back down at you again with a soft smile.

“Yup it’s that easy, but don’t go letting kitty walk all over my stuff again please.” with that he turned off his monitor and picked you up plopping you on his bed.

“I’m tired. Time to sleep.” he muffled out, face smooshed in the pillow beside you.

“George... it’s only three o’clock.” you said, laughing at your boyfriend’s sleepy demeanor as he wrapped his arms around you pulling you into his chest.

“so?”



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[seiyasabi]

Trouble In Paradise

(This is a Yandere Kyoutani x Cute Fem Reader x Yandere (Platonic) Older Bro Iwa-chan  fic :)) This takes place after high school, in a universe where everyone still plays volleyball. 

TW; Jealousy!, turns into dubcon/noncon!!!!, !unwanted choking!, As I’ve said in the past-every character I write for (in my head) are like two feet taller than you!, Possessive behaviour!, he’s highkey soft for u but is still a bastard lol (love him), marking kink!, creampie!, daddy kink!, mentions of Oikawa lowkey being a Yandere too, etc.. 

Kyoutan deserves the world ;)) I love him ajadskhafkah also, sorry if my use of ‘chan’ is cringey, I think it’s funny af tbh, and since I’m Japanese, I’ll do what I want lmao. Anyways, sorry if this sucks, I tried like 5 different ways to write this, and this was the only one that ended up being somewhat decent. ) 

Skipping to the loud gym, your skirt swishes against the fat of your thighs. Your cute ass can be seen peeking out from under the pleated fabric, leaving those around you to coo at your pretty self. Without meaning to, you catch the eye of those around you. 

Seeing the gym’s doors, you push them open with an excited vigour, happy to finally be with your big brother and boyfriend. 

Immediately when you enter, you see Oikawa being swarmed with his fanclub, leaving a straight shot to the rest of the team. Spotting your bad-boy bf, you squeal in delight, gunning at him at top speed. He’s currently sitting on the bleachers, your brother seemingly scolding him for his RBF and bad attitude, but his eyes snap up in an instant, recognising your voice from anywhere. 

An uncharacteristic smile is present on his pierced face, standing to his feet, he readies himself to catch you and twirl you around. That’s a plus of being in shape; picking up your supes cute gf whenever you please! 

That is, until a certain pretty boy steps in the way. 

Tooru has his arms out, in a stance that will allow him to catch you with ease. Before you could slow down and avoid him, he yoinks you up and off of the floor, holding you in a tight embrace, “(Your Name)-chan! I knew you’d come visit me! I’ve been waiting all day for you, Cutie!” The glares from your boyfriend and brother are instantaneous. 

Iwa looks ready to scalp the brunet, whilst Ken looks ready to scrap-possibly even catch a body. Oikawa’s fans look absolutely bloodthirsty, jealous of your cute self being in the arms of the equally cute male. 

Pouting, you push at the pretty boy’s chest, “Put me down! I’m not here for you!” He coos at you, moving in to kiss you on the cheek, only for you to push him away by his face, “Stop it, you’re being weird! Put me down, I wanna see Ken-Chan!” 

By this point, your boyfriend and brother have made their way to you, ready to rip him to shreds, “Put my sister down, Shittykawa! Don’t be a perv!” He karate chops the starlet on the head, causing him to drop you in surprise. 

“Iwa-Chan! You’re so mean to me! Now look what you did, (Your Name)-Chan is hurt-” Kentarou catches you in an instant, cradling you in his scarred arms. Oikawa’s mouth gapes in shock, brain not computing the fact that the dyed haired male moved at lightning speed. 

“No, she ain’t,” He gruffs out, smooching you on the cheek. You giggle, hugging the tatted male tightly. Your (size) breasts smoosh against his buff chest, as you start to pepper kisses all over his face, “She ain’t ever gettin’ hurt if I’m here,” He places a kiss on your lips, relishing how you immediately kiss back. 

“Ken-Chan! I missed you so much!” He rolls his eyes, the tips of his ears turning red. Readjusting his hold on you, he cradles your ass instead of your thighs, causing you to gasp, “Kyoutan, don’t be a perv!” 

He smirks, readying himself to respond, only for your brother to beat you to it, “Yeah, ‘Kyoutan,’ don’t be perving on my little sister!” Redirecting his smug look, he sticks his tongue out at your fuming sibling. 

“Bite me.”

The look on Hajime’s face is priceless, “Biting you isn’t the only thing you need to worry about-” 

“Haji,” His attention immediately snaps to your sweet face, which is currently pouting, “Don’t threaten him! He’s precious to me!” Before Kyoutani can say something smart, you rest your head against his neck, practically nuzzling him, which also shuts him up. 

The spikey haired ace is immediately offended, “I-wha-(Nickname), aren’t I precious to you? Aren’t I your most wonderful older brother?” You giggle, nodding your head. 

“Yes! But Ken-Chan is baby-”

“(Nickname)-Chan, aren’t I baby?! I feel so left out!” Oikawa and his fangirls are off to the side, watching the interaction. Whilst Oinks looks positively offended and left out, the girls are angry that you’ve stolen the captain’s attention. 

“No, you’re the ugly side character,” Hajime states nonchalantly. 

“Yea, yer uglier than the dirt under (Your Name)’s shoe,” Offended noises and indignant hand movements follow their words, as his fans start to shout in anger and shock. 

You lightly whack Kyoutani on the shoulder, scolding him with your eyes, “Haji, Kyoutan, don’t be mean! Tooru is pretty,” The setter preens in delight, “But, he’s dumb. So, he’s the dumb, but pretty, character!” 

His hands grasp his chest as if you’d stabbed him, “(Nickname)-Chan, my heart, it’s breaking-” He fake gags, causing your brother and boyfriend to roll their eyes, “The only way to fix it…. Is to get a kiss!” He bolts towards you, causing you to shriek in surprise. Placing you on your feet, you’re quickly placed behind the dyed haired man, ‘Mad Dog’ making an appearance. 

Practically frothing at the mouth, he snarls at Oikawa, whilst Hajime sticks out his foot, effectively tripping him. Once falling, the pierced male yanks him up by his shirt collar, and hauls him up to his feet. Now face to face with the scary male, Oikawa gulps in fear, “I’ll kill ya, put ya in the ground, Pretty Boy. Once yer dead, Iwaizumi’ll dance over yer corpse.”

“Yes, I think I will,” Hearing his bestie agree with the sentiment, Oinks finally realises that he messed around too much. 

“Now, yer gonna apologise to (Your Name), or I’ll shave yer head,” Now fully standing, Kyoutani moves out of the way, allowing the setter to apologise face-to-face. 

Dropping to his hands and knees, he starts to bow at you as if you’re royalty, “I’m sorry, (Your Name)-Chan! I promise I didn’t mean to offend you! Please don’t let Mad Dog-Chan and Iwa-Chan kill me!” Giggling at his over the top words, you nod your head. 

“It’s okay, Tooru-Chan,” You pat his head reassuringly, “I know you love your fangirls more than me,” This causes the gym to erupt into cheers, as the other girls start to swarm the male. You can hear him scream in fear, but are quickly pulled away from the crime scene, and taken out to the car park. 

Your brother holds you close to him, glaring at your boyfriend who looks equally as angry. There’s a heavy silence between the three of you, as you’re squished into a hug by your brother. 

“Haji, why’re you holding me so tight? Don’t you have to get back to practice?” He doesn’t answer, instead speaking to your boyfriend. 

“Take her home, Kyoutani. I’ll deal with him now, you can deal with him later,” He nods, taking you from your older brother’s arms, and practically carrying you to his motorcycle. Setting you on the back of the bike, he opens the back hatch of the bike, and pulls out your pastel pink helmet. Placing it onto your head tenderly, he flips the eye cover up, allowing you to see him clearly for a moment. 

Smiling up at him (he can only see your eyes crinkle), you speak, “Hi!” His pissed off face immediately dissolves, causing him to smile at your cute self. 

“Hi, Baby,” Grabbing his rough hands, you interlace your fingers between his. 

“Aren’t you going to practice, Kyo-Ken?” He rolls his eyes, but gives your hands a squeeze. 

“Nah, I gotta take my Baby Girl home, so I can show her who she belongs to,” He gives you a wink, leaving you to splutter in surprise. 

“You-you can’t say that in public!” Chuckling, he releases your hands and flips your eye cover down, before chucking on his own helmet, and settling on the front of the bike. 

Pulling Your arms around his waist, he waits for you to settle against him. He relishes your tight hold, as you practically cling onto him for dear life. 

Starting up the engine, he kicks up the kick stand, and speeds off to your shared apartment. 

-

Your body bounces off of the mattress, as you let out a small scream. A giggle escapes your lips, as you smile up at Kyoutani, “Ken-Ken, are you still mad?” He nods, his hands pulling off your cropped sweater, and pushing up your skirt to expose your pastel yellow panties. 

“That ugly bastard should’a know better than t’a put his disgusting hands on ya,” He practically growls, undoing your bra and letting your pretty tits flop out. Kissing up your neck, he sucks hickies onto the previously unblemished skin. A small moan leaves your lips at the feeling, as he starts to pinch and twist your nipples. 

“Daddy!” He releases your neck with a ‘pop,’ smirking down at you. 

“Yes, Princess? Do ya need something?” He rubs the skin on the inside of your thighs, purposefully missing your dampening cunny, “Do ya need yer Daddy to touch yer Princess parts?” 

Nodding, you plead with him, “Yes! Please touch me!” 

Chuckling, he pulls your panties off of you, letting the cool air of your shared room caress your cunny. Running a single finger up your slit, he barely taps your clit, causing your hips to jerk up and off of the mattress, “Yer such a sensitive baby, I love ya so much.”

“I love you too, Daddy! Please fuck me!” He hums, mulling over your words. 

“Want me to show everyone who ya belong to?” You nod your head rapidly. 

“Yes! Yes, please!” Kissing you on the lips sloppily, he reaches down to pull out his cock from his Adidas sport shorts. His tip is pierced, and when he rubs it against your clit, you practically see stars. 

“My good, cute, polite girl,” He gathers your slick on his tip, before he pushes in. Your walls burn as you try to accommodate to his thick size, practically sucking the air from your lungs. A wanton moan is heard from you, as he waits for you to accept him comfortably, “Relax, Princess. Let me int’a yer pretty cunny.” 

“Da-Daddy,” Your arms wrap around him, clawing at his shirt covered back, “You’re too big!” He shushes you softly, rubbing your clit with two fingers. Your juices slowly drip out of you and onto his cock. After a moment, he begins to move, practically rearranging your guts. 

“You’ve taken me before, Princess. I know ya can do it, just let me in,” He starts to thrust into you at a medium speed, rubbing your clit at the same pace. Your eyes glaze over, practically rolling into the back of your head. 

His cock is heavy and girthy inside of your slick walls, spearing you open with each thrust. Moans and keens leave your throat, as you grip onto him. Your hips meet his, your juices spraying onto the both of you. 

“Look at my pretty baby, so fucked out already,” He uses the hand that’s not on your clit to grasp your throat, causing your body to go rigid and eyes to go wide. 

“Ken-” He shuts you up with a kiss, swallowing your words. You try to push his hand off, but it’s to no avail. He continues to fuck into you, your cunny still sucking him in, even as you’re scared of his actions. 

“Fuck, yer practically milking me for all I’ve got,” He removes his lips from yours, his grip becoming a bit tighter, “Ya want yer Daddy to cum in ya? Yea ya do.”

Now, you’re really pushing against him. You’re not on the pill, “Ken, pull out!” He shushes you, rubbing on your clit even harder than before, trying to make you cum before him. Kentarou relishes the small tears at the corner of your eyes, loving how cute you look. 

Without you wanting to, you cum with a small gush of liquid, a whine echoing through your chest. He follows not long after you, filling you to the brim with his virile cum. 

With a grunt and a huff, he pulls out of you, loving how his cum looks leaking out of you. Removing his hand from your throat, he looks down once more, realising that you don’t look very happy. 

“You didn’t listen to me,” You rub the hand mark around your neck, as you sit up, moving away from him. 

“Awe, don’t be like that, Baby,” He reaches out for you, but you move away from him. 

“I don’t want to be near you right now, Kyoutani. You didn’t stop…” Moving off of the bed, you stand to your feet. Going to your dresser, you grab a week’s worth of clothes, including your work uniform. Pulling on a new shirt, you fix your previous outfit, as you start to cry. 

“Wait-I-ya-ya aren’t leaving me, are ya?” For once, the spitfire male is at a loss for words. 

“No, I just need time away from you. You say that Tooru is bad, but you hurt me a lot just now. I’m calling Haji, and I’m going to stay with him for a little while,” Your brother has your daily items there, just because you’d sleep over sometimes, so you aren’t too worried about not having soap and such. 

Grabbing your phone from your purse by your bedroom door, you call him, Ken watching you with wide eyes, “Haji, please pick me up. Kyoutani and I got into a fight.”

-

Hajime helps you into his car, before turning to the still shocked male you call your boyfriend. He hasn’t said a word, if anything, he looks shocked beyond anything else. 

Shutting the car door, your brother finally speaks, “I knew you were no good for her. Your jealousy got the better of you.”

“I didn’t mean to, it-it just-”

“Got out of control?” Your brother raises an eyebrow, arms crossing over his chest, “Yeah, I’ve noticed. You hurt my little sister,” He moves closer to the dyed haired man, eyes flashing with anger, “You choked her out. Why? Because Oikawa made you jealous? Despicable.”

“It isn’t like that! We-we were having se-” He holds up a hand, stopping your boyfriend from continuing. 

“I don’t want to hear it. Just know that if you come near her without her allowing you to be in her presence, I’ll kill you. I never wanted you to be with her, and you just proved my fears correct.”

Realisation dawns on Kyoutani, “Wait- is this why ya wanted me to come home with her? So I could fuck up?” 

Hajime smirks, “Of course. My little sister is too good for you. Now, fuck off, before I do something you won’t like.” 

Ken watches as you go, tears brimming his eyes. He should’ve known your brother would find you too precious to be with him. He most likely asked Oikawa to help him, seeing as the pretty boy was in the car with you, looking as perfect as ever. 

He fucked up, and now Hajime has won their rivalry. 

#kyoutani x you #kyoutani kentarou #kyoutani x reader #yandere kyoutani #yandere iwaizumi #iwaizumi x reader #yandere haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #oikawa x reader

[bl--ankhaeji]

Alone Time

Pairing ~ Jisung x Female!Reader

Genre ~ Fluff,,suggestive? if you wanna call it that,,but really just fluff

Warning ~ Nothing really just some hardcore fluff,,there is a very small amount of accidental boob touchage tho,,also unedited

A/N ~ This a request, just two of the many sent in by @mono-chxld a veryyyyyy long time agao I combined two and made this one. I'm sorry it took so long to get one out. 😬😖 The playlist I listened to while writing this does not go at all 😂

W.Count ~ 1k exactly 

Prompts I used: domestic au. they get into a tickle fight and it’s all just cute and fluffy….till jisung’s hands accidentally go somewhere and jisung lays on y/n’s exposed stomach and kisses her stomach while she has her hands in his hair. (fluff)

9:30 

The movie credits roll up on the screen as you lay snuggled up with your boyfriend, Jisung. You guys had the dorm all to yourselves after the rest of the boys decided to go watch a movie and grab some drinks on their way back. Tonight was the first night you had free for a while after an overwhelming influx of exams, so Jisung felt it was the perfect time to have you over. His long arms securely wrapped themselves around your waist as his head rested on your stomach. 

Moving himself to lay between your legs resting his chin on your tummy he looks up at you, “Did you like the movie?” The soft spoken words have a deep timber to them. Looking at your cute boyfriend now with his face smooshed up against you a smile takes over your face and you deliver an equally as soft affirmation. The quiet of the room is filled as a notification comes through on your cell phone. Picking up your phone you begin the tiring process of explaining how to use the coffee machine to your roommate.

It had been so long in the back and forth conversation that you sadly forgot about your mochi boyfriend laying against you. “Y/n” you don’t answer the boy as another question now about how to work the air fryer comes through and a sigh graces your lips. “Y/n” the now pouting male reiterates. 

“One second Jwi. Just let me tell them how to use this and I’ll be all yours.” you say that but another five minutes go by and at this point Jisung is getting restless. 

Tired of his alone time with you being taken up by someone else Jisung takes the phone out of your hands, “Hi, Y/n is a little preoccupied right now so whatever else it is you have questions about how to work, do what everyone else does nowadays and Google it.” Hanging up the phone he places it back on the nightstand beside his bed before positioning himself back onto your stomach.  

Letting out a laugh you stare baffled at your boyfriend who just told your roommate off. Completely unbothered he starts to lift up your shirt until it reaches the bottom of your breasts slowly lowering his lips to the expanse of the skin on your stomach. “Jisung, why did you do that?” You ask, having to control the laugh that bubbled up once again at the thought of his last words, “Do what everyone else does nowadays and Google it.”   

His soft lips plant cool saccharine sweet kisses to your belly. “Because,” he places another kiss, “They were taking your attention away from me in our alone time.” He tilts his head up for a split second just to pout at you emphasizing his point before he goes back to layering kisses. His hands move to your sides softly massaging them. Instinctively your hands find solace in his hair gently running through the loose locks. 

  A soft smile finds its way onto your face as it starts to tickle a little when Jisung grazes his lips across your stomach. “Jwi stop, that tickles.” you tell him a light chuckle escaping past your lips. 

You feel it before you see it. Raising his head he gives you a playful smirk. “Omg Jisung no. Please don-” you don’t get to finish your sentence before Jisungs lips are back onto your stomach but instead of kisses he starts blowing raspberries on your stomach. His hands come up and simultaneously start tickling at your sides.  

Laughter instantly fills the room as you can no longer hold it in. You feel the grip you have on his hair tighten as your body stiffens but loosens at the same time. Wriggling about, you plead with Jisung to stop through your boisterous laughs. You feel tears prick your eyes as the attack continues to enfold. Everything happens in slow motion, one second you can barely catch your breath as Jisung tickles you a smile wide on your face, the next his hand lays on top of your breast tightly clutching basically squeezing it and it's like the world stops. Jisungs eyes grow impossibly wide and you quickly sober up from your laughs. 

You stare at each other for what feels like a lifetime but is actually probably only a couple of minutes before Jisung launches himself onto the other side of the bed like you just burned him. His hand lifts up to cradle his neck as he lets stuttered words that sound like apologies flow out of his mouth like a river down a waterfall. 

“Y-y/n, I-I-I a-a-m s-s-ssso-o” 

“Jisungie! Calm down okay. I know it was an accident and it’s not like I hated it or anything. I-it just took me a little by surprise.” Sitting up you feel your shirt fall back down. You notice that Jisung is sitting on the offending hand. You scoot closer to him and pull the hand out from under him. “You can touch it again if you want.” You lift your eyebrows at the boy and it’s then that you notice just how red he really is. The vermillion color on his cheeks span the entirety of his cheeks and ear slowly making its way to his neck. 

“Look,” You say placing his hand back onto your breast holding it at the wrist, “It’s okay I’m okay.” You release his wrist and he lowers his hand from your appendage bit-by-bit. You let out a hearty laugh at the face he makes, “Okay I think that’s enough for today because you look like you’re about to pass out.” You grab the boy by his neck pulling him into a hug as you fall back onto the bed. His arms take some time to wrap around you and it takes even longer for him to relax in your embrace,“Lets snuggle some more. All that laughing from tickling tired me out.”   

#nct dream #nct jisung #nct jisung fluff #jisung fluff #nct dream fluff #jisung #jisung park #park jisung #mochisung #nct fluff #nct 2020 #jisung timestamp #nct jisung timestamp #MY STORIES

[honeypirate]

Take the Step

Tendou x Fem!Reader

unedited 

Tendou ran his fingers through his hair, his eyes fixed on you. You were laughing at something thing your friends had said, the sound reaching his ears had made him stop in the middle of his sentence to look, his eyes scanning the cafeteria until they landed on you, smiling and saying something back to your friend, your head shaking a little as the sunlight from the window behind you casting a glow over you. Properly angelic he thought. 

He adored you. Your beautiful hair and eyes, the way you looked at him like you knew everything in his soul. Every time he was blessed to be in the same friend group as you he felt like the luckiest man on the earth to just be around you. Sure you have talked before at parties or dances, occasionally chatting when you were by each other and really connecting, but he couldn't seem to take the next step. 

He gasps when your eyes flick up, immediately making eye contact with him. Your initial worry, when you feel someone’s eyes intensely on you, washes away when you realize it’s him. Your mouth changes to form an amused grin before softening into a sweet smile as you raise your hand, waving at him with your fingers. 

He feels his face flush and he chuckles under his breath before raising his fingers and waving back. You give him a sweet closed eyes smile before your friend is grabbing your arm and getting your attention. 

The sounds of the cafeteria and his friends around him finds his ears again, the moment with you broken and over with, but the trace of your warmth still evident in his heart. 

“Tendou” Ushijima’s voice floats into his brain and he sighs, turning his head to look at his friend he grins goofily “what’s up?” Ushi raises an eyebrow “you stopped in the middle of your sentence again” Tendou runs his fingers through his hair, fighting the urge to look at you again he laughs awkwardly “really? Sorry Ushi, what was I saying?” He doesn’t know, he can’t remember what he was even saying before he hears your laugh. 

“What was that? The third time today? I think he likes you” your friend whispers into your ear making you chuckle “oh hush. He’s just being nice” your cheeks gave you away though, you really hope he does like you. 

on the walk home with your friends something stops you, you have to find Tendou, you have to do something to find out if he likes you or not. so you decided to just simply ask him. “oh shoot  I forgot my jacket” you turn back towards the school “I’ll just see you guys tomorrow! Be safe!” You don’t even catch their goodbyes, your mind on one thing alone. “She didnt have a jacket” one of them points out as you rush away.

“Hey Ushijima” you say and bow slightly, their practice was over but Tendou was nowhere in sight “hello y/n do you need something?” He smiles softly and it makes you a little relieved, you haven’t talked directly to him before but you have almost the same friend group so you know how kind he is, that doesnt stop you from being a little bit intimidated. “Yes I wondering, do you know where I can find Tendou?” 

“She’s looking for me?” He gasps, a grin slowly taking over his face “she’s waiting in the gym” Tendou goes to run out the door but Ushijima stops him “maybe get dressed first” Tendou looks down at himself, shirt thrown on his still wet body and a towel around his waist from his shower and he flushes “you’re right” he shoots him a finger gun and turns back, rushing to dress to go talk to you. 

He's stumbling as he runs out the locker room door, hopping as he pulls on his last shoe. You chuckle and his eyes find you, a blush covering his cheeks as he pops up and tries to play it cool as he walks over to you “you uh, you wanted to talk to me?” He laughs awkwardly and you smile “I did. I wanted to talk about how many times I caught you looking at me today” you reach out, unbuttoning the three wrongly placed buttons on his shirt, straightening his shirt and then buttoning it correctly for him as he stumbles over his words. “Do you want to go out with me?” He asks, his hand coming behind his head as his eyebrows furrow. You chuckle softly, making goose bumps rise on his neck “yes. I’d love to. Do you wanna walk me home?” You lean closer and your eyes twinkle, man this boy would do anything for you. He nods excitedly and tugs on his backpack straps, his cheeks flushed pink. 

You sigh softly, happily as you look up into his eyes, you reach out, slipping your hand into his softly and giving it a light squeeze as you begin to walk out of the school, him following you with a dopy love struck smile on his lips. 

“You like me?” He whispers, finally finding his voice when you reach the train station you chuckle and drop his hand, deciding to turn and wrap your arms lose around his middle, placing your chin against his chest smiling up at him. “yes” his breath hitches and you reach up, brushing his cheek softly you feel him shudder as he leans into your hand, his eyes fluttering closed.  

“You like me?” You ask and he nods gently before his eyes open, a smile on his lips. He reaches up and cups both of your cheeks “Very much” he whispers and you beam up at him, making his heart race. He leans down and presses his forehead to yours “I think you’re beautiful” you whisper and he gasps. “Beautiful?” He questions and pulls back, the sound of the train coming in the distance. “Yes” you say with a nod, your hands cupping his cheeks and running your thumbs over his eyebrows, you lean up, kissing beneath both of his eyes gently. When you meet his eyes again his cheeks are flushed and his eyes full of many emotions you cannot read. The train wooshed in beside you, blowing your hair behind you and the sound loud in your ears along with your quick beating heart. He watched your lips as the sound of your words is drowned out from the screech of the stopping train “beautiful” you mouthed and he smiled, a soft chuckle falling from his lips as the train stops completely, the sound of the doors opening making you turn from him grabbing his hand and pulling him with you into the train. 

His hand kept a comfortable hold on yours as you walked to your house together, he always had something to talk about and you loved it, it made you feel comfortable to not have to worry about feeling awkward. “I actually live near here” he says “just a few streets away” you smile up at him “so that means we could hang out all the time if you want” you chuckle at the blush that dusts his cheeks, making him look angelic in the golden hour. “You can’t get away from me that easily. You’re stuck with me now” he laughs, trying to hide that he was slightly afraid you’d tell him this was all a joke. You stop and grab his other hand at the bottom of your drive, smiling up at him, “and you’re stuck with me” you say with a smirk and he gives you a goofy smile “so you want to go out tomorrow night?” He asks, his hands a little clammy and nervous even though you were the one who approached him first. “Yes. I was thinking after school and practice we could skate around and get some dinner or maybe see a movie. Late night picnic under the stars at the park maybe. I don’t care” you shrug “I just wanna spend time with you” you smile sweetly up at him and he sighs, a soft sound of peace and luck finding it’s way to his heart, oh how he knows he’s going to love you, it’s inevitable. He reaches up, his hands still and confident, no longer clammy as he cups you cheeks, smooshing them a little as he leans down, pressing his lips to yours as a small whimper leaves his throat. 

Your mother is at the window of your door, aggressively flashing the outside light at you as she watches with a frown. You pull away and laugh before the look in his eyes makes you go silent. You brush his messy hair off his forehead and sigh softly “you’re so beautiful,” you hand travels down to rest over his heart “inside and out” you finish and he kisses you again before hugging you tight “thank you” he whispers, his voice cracking softly, the sound of tears in his throat. you’ve said that more times tonight than he has ever heard before, he couldn’t quite understand how you saw him like that, but he felt so soft every time. 

He pulls back and wipes his eyes and nose, sniffing and trying to play it off. You give him a gentle look and he laughs “I’m okay. I promise.” he kisses the top of your head as your mom sticks her head out the door and yells at you to come inside. You smile softly and stand on your tippy toes “kiss me again before my mom comes out here with the broom” he laughs and then kisses your lips four times in rapid succession, causing you to giggle before cupping his cheek and pulling him down, kissing him soft and slow, conveying how pleased and happy you are to be in this moment with him.

 The moment you close your bedroom door your phone is ringing, making your stomach fill with butterflies as you laughed “can’t get enough of me huh?” his beautiful laughter fills your ears and you smile as you shed your backpack and set down your shoes “That would be impossible. I just wanted to talk to you more, I wasn’t ready to stop” you laugh and sit down on the end your bed “I wasn't either” you whisper, his giddy laugh coming through the phone before he launches into one of his conspiracy theories about the lunch ladies being mass murders, making you laugh at his absurdity and ultimately fall more for the quirky redhead. 

#tendou satori #tendou x y/n #tendou x you #hq tendou #tendou x reader #tendou satori x reader #tendou satori fanfiction #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu x reader #tendou fluff

[georgeandiareinparis111]

Ocean breeze (George x reader)

Warnings: swimming-deep body's of water-kissing-small sexual actions(he gives you hickeys)-mentions of raisins (: and gummy snacks

Fufflyyyy🥺🥺

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The three hour car ride to the beach consisted of belting Arctic Monkeys, cheesy jokes, and way too many gummy bears.

George's hand never left your thigh, tracing small circles on the delicate flesh, relying on you to change the gears when needed. The salty smell of the sea made your Senses go wild, taking in a deep breath trying to savor the smell for as long as possible.

You two had just finished your last year at Hogwarts. Now free and full of want and adventurous needs, Fred, Angelina, Lee, Katie, George, and you, decided to go on a little weekend trip to the beach. You rented a little beach house only a football field away from the water. This was gonna be perfect.

"Fred, shut the hell up. Stop hitting Lee! You're not three, stop acting like it!" You scolded him from the front seat. Looking into the back seat of the small Mazda CX-30 was a sight to behold. Fred, Lee, Angie, and Katie were all smashed together, little to no room in between the four of them. Fred was pissed, being 6'3 and smooshed in the backseat for three hours was not easy, and it was making him grumpy.

"He stepped on my fucking foot!" He yelled back. George let out a frustrated groan and mumbled something under his breath. He reached under his seat and grabbed a family sized bag of sour gummy worms and chucks it at Fred's face. He races to grab it off the floor before Katie, ripping it open and shoving and hand full in his mouth.

"Now shut the fuck up" George says giving Fred a 'I'll kill you' look. He nods his head vigorously, agreeing to the terms and conditions that his twin has set for him. George's hand goes back to its original spot on your thigh, rubbing it gently. You place a small kiss to his cheek before going back to Spotify, choosing a new song.

"Angie, any suggestions?" You ask, looking back at her from the rear view mirror. George chimes in

"No need, princess. We'll be there in a minute" you look and see the little house, smiling at the sight. You pull into the driveway, the back door flying open in half a second. Fred pushes Lee out of the car onto the ground, launching himself out of the seat.

"I can feel my legs again!" He says dramatically, jumping up and down trying to get his feet to wake up. You chuckle at his childlike actions, opening the topper to grab the duffels out. Once everyone grabs their stuff, you go inside Claiming rooms and getting your stuff put away. George wraps his arms around your waist placing a gentle kiss to your neck. You lean into his tall frame, sighing with happiness.

"You were the only thing that made that car ride bearable" he mumbled against your skin.

"Mmm, good" you reply, kissing the underside of his jaw. He starts kissing up your neck, sucking and biting on your skin leaving purple marks.

"S'beautiful" he says in your ear, nibbling on your earlobe. Just as you were about to answer, Fred bursted through the door, the sexual tension ripped away from you two.

"Oh, sorry. We're going to the beach, wanna join?" He asks. You look up at George and both nod your heads.

"That sounds perfect," he says, kissing your four head.

You all run outside, ripping your clothes off trying to get to your swim suits underneath. You and Katie push and shove each other, trying to get in the water before the other.

"I got you, love!" George says, running up you, throwing you over his shoulder and making a beeline to the water. You erupt in a fit of giggles and laughter as you bounce up and down his shoulder. He grabs your waist so your legs are wrapped around his and flops into the water, a little squeak leaving your throat before you hit the cold ocean. As soon as your head breaks through the surface of the water, you're gasping for air. The cold water causes goosebumps to erupt on your soft skin.

Lee, and Fred, launch themselves at George, tackling him into the water. You girls laugh at them, before Fred decides to take Angelina down under the water, getting her fully submerged in the cold sea. He drags her out further into the water, trying to get her fully submerged. She reached out her hands for you to grab and you and Fred playing tug-of-war with her.

"Y/n!! Harder!" She laughs, trying to wiggle out of Fred's grip. Katie comes behind you and grabs onto your waist, pulling with you.

"Let, ugh! Go of my girlfriend!" Fred yells at you two. George lifts both of you up and starts pulling with you, ripping Angie out for Fred's grip sending him flying back into the water.

You all laugh for a couple minutes, Fred scowling at you all. George takes your hand and you two start walking out into the water.

"The view is amazing" you say, looking out at the never ending blue ocean in front of you, in all its grace and glory. He hums in response, too infatuated with you to come up with a better response. He looks at you, your face looking out at the water as he looks at your delicate fetchers, perfectly lightened by the setting sun. Your hands under water, rubbing small shapes on your skin.

You two walk further to where you're chest deep and he's a little over halfway in. You turn, facing each other. You wrap your arms around his neck, his fall to your waist, lifting you up to wrap your legs around his waist.

"My beautiful boy" you say, kissing his nose. He scrunches his face up, his freckled skin turning scarlet. You giggle at his reaction, rubbing your nose on his.

"Awe!! You're blushing" you say teasingly, kissing his nose again. He kisses yours, you having the same reaction that he had.

"HA! See! Now you're blushing" he says, squeezing your sides, and peppering your face with kisses. You giggle and laugh, trying to push him away, pretending like you don't love the attention that he's giving you. He leaves the last kiss on your lips, keeping them there. The kiss was full of passion.

Passion

noun

a strong sexual or romantic feeling for someone

He put his everything into that kiss. Mustering all the love he had and giving it to you. Everyone else had gone inside. It was just you two, sitting in the water, holding each other in a deep kiss.

He pulled away, resting his fourhead on yours, looking into your E/c eyes. His hand resting on your back, playing with the end of your bathing suit top, twirling it delicately around with his finger tips. You kiss his neck gently, making his legs go weak. The feeling of your soft lips on his jaw sending the butterflies in his stomach to go into a frenzy. You kiss him on the lips, slow and gently, your lips moving perfectly in sink like they were made to be put together.

"Can we stay here forever?" You ask, feeling his chuckle rubble in his chest.

"You'd turn into a raisin, Darling" you giggle.

"But it'll be worth it" He kisses your forehead.

"Are you saying that you wouldn't love me if I was a raisin, Georgie?" You joke, pecking his lips.

"I would love you so so so much if you were a raisin" you kiss him again, holding there for a second.

"Mmm, good"

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Definition credit!

https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/passion

#george weasley x fem!reader #george weasley fic #george weasley #george weasley fluff #weasley twins #harry potter #hogwarts #oceanside #fred weasley

[lovemeleo]

Asher’s First Dumo Dinner

You know I had to continue the Asher series, I love that little bub. So here is Asher’s first dinner at Dumo’s with the team. 

Here are the other parts if you haven’t read them yet: 

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

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After Asher met Dumo, they decided it was time for the rest of the team to meet him. They had plans for the Lupin’s to come the following week, but they also wanted him to meet their other family. Asher had just hit the one month mark and the team had been chomping at the bit to meet the “Coops baby.” 

James and Lily had gotten to see them at the hospital once, but they hadn’t seen their godson since. The group chat was constantly filled with baby pictures as well as the constant pressuring to bring him to the rink, to practice, to Sid’s.

As new parents, Remus and Sirius were both a bit nervous but had agreed when Dumo offered to have dinner at his place that way everyone could meet him at once. 

Tonight was the night and they had just finished getting everything together. For such a small being, Asher needed a lot of stuff constantly. Remus was changing him into a cute onesie with a little lion on the front, as Sirius put the bags by the door. 

“Mon loup, we’re going to be late.” Sirius yelled up the stairs as he grabbed his keys. 

Swooping the baby off the table, Remus pressed kisses to his tummy, “C’mon, bub, let’s go meet some of your crazy uncles.”

Asher chewed on his fist as Remus carried him down, getting him buckled into the carrier, “Ready?” He asked Sirius, tucking the carrier onto his arm. 

Sirius let out a nervous breath, “As I’ll ever be.” He murmured as he leaned to press a kiss to Remus’s cheek. His stomach had been in knots all day. This was not just the day his team would be meeting Asher, but also the day his brother would meet his nephew. 

Squeezing his hand, Remus led the way out the car and they were off to Dumo’s. 

Sirius’s fingers tapped nervously on the steering wheel as he drove, “What if something goes wrong? Or he doesn’t like them? Or if I forgot something in the bag? Or-”

He was cut off before the what-if’s could continue, Remus resting a hand on his thigh, “Baby, it’s going to be fine. They all love him already just from the group chat, and he is going to love them right back. Take a deep breath.” He murmured as they pulled into the driveway.

Sirius inhaled deeply, resting his head back on his seat, “Alright. Let’s do this. You wanna grab him?” He asked as he unbuckled, glancing back at Asher who was happily oblivious to his father’s panic.

Pressing a kiss to the other man’s cheek, Remus pulled away with a smile, “Nah you grab him. I’ll grab the bags.”

Sirius got out quickly, as Asher tended to get whiny when the car wasn’t moving, “Viens ici, mon petit amour. I’ve got you.” He murmured softly, unbuckling the carrier from the car before carefully lifting it out.

“They’re already staring.” Remus said with a laugh. Sirius followed his line of sight until he saw them. What looked like the entire team had their faces pressed against the front window, breath fogging up the glass.

Sirius shook his head, laughing as they walked to the front door, “Looks like something out of a horror film.” As soon as they knocked, the door swung open to reveal Celeste, smiling widely.

“Boys, so glad you’re here. I’ve so many face prints to clean off my window because of you.” She teased, peeking into the carrier. “Bonjour mon petit chou.” She cooed as she let them in.

After shrugging out of his own jacket, Sirius began unbuckling Asher who let out a soft whine, “I know, I know, baby. What’s going on?” He whispered.

Remus leaned in to give Celeste a hug, “Thanks for letting us take over your house for a little bit. It’s nice to get out of the house.”

She laughed, squeezing him tight, “We’ve been there, mon fils. Now let’s get you guys in there before they trash my house, non?”

Remus reached back to grab Sirius’s free hand before they followed Celeste into the living room. He had honestly never seen this group so still. Or quiet. The quiet was weird. 

“Didn’t know you guys could be this quiet..” Sirius teased, eyes flickering over his team as they peered at the small bundle in his arms.

Dumo walked over, peeking at the small face staring at him, “I told them they had to be quiet, or they didn’t get to see you. Right, mon petit?” 

“We didn’t wanna scare him. We’re being good and everything.” Finn whispered, his hands clasped under his chin. All of the boys nodded, watching as if they had never seen a baby before. 

Sirius held him gently, pulling the blanket away so everyone could see the small face blinking back at them. “He looks even smaller in person.” Kasey said from where he sat with Nat on his lap.

“That little face, I sorta just wanna smoosh his cheeks a lot.” Talker said as he tried making funny faces, Asher’s eyebrows coming together as he watched.

Remus smiled, wrapping an arm around Sirius, “Who wants to hold him first?” He asked.

A voice from the stairs behind them made Sirius jump, “I called first dibs.”

Regulus.

Sirius bit back a smile as his little brother walked over. In all honesty, he had wanted to have Regulus over separately to meet him. He could tell his brother was nervous. 

“Of course, Reg. You wanna sit on the couch?” Sirius offered, as the Cubs scooted to make room for him in the middle. 

Regulus nodded, moving in between Finn and Leo, “How do I… Is there a way to put my hands?” He asked anxiously.

Moving forward, Remus moved Regulus’s hand into a cradle shape, “You just wanna support his head and then have the other hand under his butt.” He explained as Sirius moved to sit on the table in front of the couch.

“Ready to meet your uncle, mon petit?” Sirius murmured, a small hand reaching out from the blankets to grab at his finger. “Oh, I know, very exciting stuff.” 

He looked up at Reg, smiling softly, “You ready?” He asked. The younger boy nodded, biting his lip as he held the cradle position.

Sirius carefully transferred Asher over, watching as his brother’s face changed to awe. 

“Oh you guys got a cute one. Look at that little nose.” Leo cooed, his long finger tracing down Asher’s nose, a small huff leaving his tiny lips. He curled closer to his uncle, fingers reaching to grab at his shirt. Regulus seemed to hold his breath as if he was afraid one wrong inhale would have caused chaos.

“None of the Black DNA and he still managed to have our hair.” Regulus muttered teasingly, but his eyes never left the baby’s face.

Sirius smiled fondly, his hand rubbing over the top of his son’s small head, “I know, the only difference is he’s going to have Rachel’s curls.” 

“Curls are so cute though. It’ll suit his little face.” Lily added, leaning her head on James’ shoulder. Harry was resting on her hip, his big eyes hidden behind glasses as he stared at the new addition as well.

“He’s perfect, you guys.” Regulus said, trying to blink away the tears that had welled up in his eyes. This was a lot. He never thought this would be in the cards for him. A relationship with his brother? Getting to hold his nephew? He shook his head, as wide green eyes looked up at him, “This is probably dramatic and more of your dad’s style, but I’m pretty sure I’d die for you, petit.” He whispered, one finger tracing over the small fist clutching his shirt.

Letting out a laugh, Remus shook his head, “You and your brother are more alike than you know.”

Regulus looked up, making eye contact with Sirius, “Maybe that’s not such a bad thing.”

#coops #baby coops #sirius black #remus lupin #asher pascal #lumosinlove #sweater weather #coast to coast #o'knutzy #regulus black #wolfstar #coops become dads #pascal dumais

[mirismuffins-ovo]

Plant Palace pt 8🌿

John felt guilty,he hadn’t expected Eddie to accept him back so easily but it still hurt to feel rejected. John had gone back to his car. It was a colder night but he sleeplessly stayed there for the night. Missing his kids and filled with sadness,what would he tell his kids if he came back and said Eddie didn’t want anything to do for John. He’d felt lonely for such a long time and feared losing the one person he wanted to be with most.

He stayed there for the rest of the night,ignoring his hungry stomach begging for food. John normally went hungry for the sake of the kids when they handed out rations for the camps and he’d gotten into the habit of eating less. His clothes hid that fact for the most part,he had examined Eddie's house,it was nice. Eddie had done well for himself,and he didn’t blame Eddie for being mad at John,he’d ran off after promising they’d have a family together and raise the babies together. Sleeplessly lying in the driver's seat with it reclined thinking about everything.

Eddie groaned as he woke up. Leafy and Bitty were pawing at his legs as he realized where he was. He never left the front entry way and didn’t think about the cats.

“Shit.” He groaned.

He got up, going to feed the cats when Bitty looked up at him and meowed before rubbing up against his leg. Then it all dawned on him.

“SHIT, JOHN!”

He fled his apartment, running outside, seeing maybe the man fell asleep at his apartment complex entry way. He didn’t care if it was early in the morning, He fucked up. He had promised himself over the years that it didn’t matter what happened to John. He wasn’t human so he had to do what the man had to do, and Eddie accepted that when they were dating. Just his own jealousy got in the way. He ran in the opposite direction he walked home in the night before, shouting for John’s name. He didn’t even look in any of the parked cars on the side of the street or alleyways. All he wanted to do was find his old lover and hold him in his arms again and apologize for being a complete dick.

John looked over with restless eyes from his small car seeing Eddie running around seeming to look like he was distressed.He wondered would Eddie really be better off,as he listened to him call his name. It seemed like it from what he said last night but he got out of the car,his eyes burned from crying the whole night but also no sleep. He shut the car door loud enough to let Eddie know to look over. John couldn’t bring himself to look at Eddie.

John leaned on his car,watching the man somberly,hearing the rapid steps from Eddie darting around in frantic search. He’d figured Eddie would be better with someone more normal...after all he said maybe it was better that people like them shouldn’t be together. John had spent all night trying to decide whether he should’ve turned the car around and driven back to camp. He hoped he didn’t choose wrong.

As soon as Eddie heard the car door close, he whipped around seeing the smaller distressed frame of the familiar man. Eddie took off full he speed,as fast as his older body could before flung himself at John, embracing him and swinging him around.

“Thank God you didn’t leave!” Eddie exclaimed in pure joy as he set John down from the spin.

John looked up confused but also trying to hide a blush on his cheeks.

“I know we have a lot to work out, but I am so so sorry for being an ass last night. I had a shitty band practice and so I went to get a few drinks and this one girl kept hitting on me at the bar and then I heard your song on the bus home and I…” Eddie paused himself,pulling the red head in for a hug again. “I’ve missed you so so much..I feel like I’m in Heaven right now seeing you again..” he muttered in a loving tone. Placing a gentle hand on the back of Johns head still holding him.

Eddie was crying tears of joy again. John was alive, John was safe, John was here.

John had frozen shocked by the sudden action,he didn’t know what to say. He felt happier than ever and relieved but still filled with confusion, “I’m sorry..I don’t know what I should say” he muttered in a dry voice,batting his eyes a few times while streams of tears ran down his face. Now in the arms of Eddie tightly burying his face into Eddie's upper shoulder. John's stomach said something for him with a loud growl. He blushed embarrassed and pulled away from the hug to look up at Eddie.

“I missed you Eddie...I should've tried to take you with me” John's pale frail hand wiped a tear falling,from his cheek as he let out a soft shaky breath. His stomach letting out another growl craving food once again.

Eddie just ignored the words for the time being and broke them apart for a quick moment before smooshing their lips together in a super long, 2 year delayed, kiss. It felt good to finally connect this intimately with the person he loved dearly. Suffocating one another in affection,but another growl from John’s stomach snapped them out of it,Eddie snickered as John blushed with embarrassment.

“Come back to my place, I’ll cook something. Plus I’m sure there is someone who’d love to see you right now.” Grabbing John’s hand, Eddie started to drag him in the direction of his house.

When they were reaching his apartment, he forgot to close his door and was afraid the cats got out. He quickly approached the door and looked inside, calling to his two kitty companions. He left John at the door to see if he could still find them.

“Spspspsp” He sounded out and waited. The singer walked in looking around to see Bitty pinning Leafy down who was struggling to move as he wanted to go out the door. “Good kitty! Keeping Leafy inside!” He cooed, getting them treats. “Daddy’s sorry he left in a hurry, I’ll give you extra kibble.” Both cats heard food and started to pour more into their dishes.

“You can come in now.” Eddie called, hearing the footsteps enter his home and close his front door.

Bitty lifted her head up in wonder to see who came inside her home when the kitty smelled an old but familiar smell. “Murrrrp? Merrrrp!” She ditched her food dish and ended up rubbing herself on her old cat dad. She meowed and purred vigorously when John picked her up and started laughing.

“Awww my lil Bits” He held her like a baby and gave her head small kisses “I missed you so much my lil one” he laughed softly and set her down purring loudly as she pranced over to the food bowl “I missed her,Thankyou for taking care of her Eds”

John tiredly sat down on a chair relaxing a bit as Eddie started to cook up breakfast,he looked like he was ready to fall asleep then and there. John was exhausted from his worrying, “your house is really nice,I also like the new cat” he smiled at Eddie from across the table. He fidgeted with his red hair “the girls wanna meet you Eddie..and I can’t stop thinking about it” Johns eyes were closed now,smiling at the thought of his sweet kids “my moms taking care of them right now”

Eddie smiled. “I would love to see them too John…” He got out a couple of plates. “But we need to work out what’s between us. We need to make sure it's really safe for Humans and Abbies to live together and be allowed to love each other. Things have been trying to change for the better between our species, but there’s always that loophole that continues to set everyone back.”

He dished up the food and handed one plate to John who carefully begin to take small bites to ease the food into his stomach. Eddie ate like normal, scratching Leafy’s ear when the kitty decided to beg for his food.

“No, Leaf, go eat your kibble.”

Eddie turned his attention back to John. “So… How have you been, like really been?”

John thought about the question pausing his meal,he normally tried to not think about how he was feeling. “I-...I’m tired,it’s been a rough few years raising the kids...and helping my mom with the rebellion,getting captured then breaking out of a facility.I really lucked out they didn’t find I could have kids,...we aren’t seen as humans in facilities” John gave an awkward laugh attempting to hide his grim recount,before he shoved another bite into his mouth chewing slowly. “It’s been...lonely” John had gotten sick during one of the harsher winters after he had the girls. He let out a deep breath rubbing his burning eyes. “It was actually my mom and the girls who said I should try to come back to see you…I mean I was planning to anyways, but I just wasn’t sure if my mom could watch the kids that long. Or if you’d want to even see me.” John ran his fingers through his petal filled hair,it all stressed him out. “Anyways how've you been…” John didn’t wanna tell Eddie that he longed to continue the dream of having a family with him,getting married and actually carrying the children of Eddie. He knew it would be too much to say,it’d been so long after all. He didn’t wanna rush things too fast and lose him again.

“I’ve been better.” Eddie replied. “Just been working on a new EP with the band. After a few concerts, Greenhouse was a success to my surprise. I guess it resonated with a bunch of people. Some people have called it the ‘Barrier Breaker’, saying it’s what's going to bring the people together.” He shrugged. “But who knows.”

He let out another sigh. “So you’ve mentioned you’ve broken out of a facility. But it’s legal for Humans and Abnormals to live together now. Does this mean you’re a fugitive? Does your Mom know you were taken? What about the girls?” He started spilling questions. But then he stopped.

“Sorry. But if you really are on the run, then we have to figure something out so you’re really free.”

“I was a fugitive,this wasn’t the first time I was in a facility. So when we first met I could technically be considered a fugitive,but after this break out and some political negotiations with the governor. My mother and I with a few others were able to make it legal in this state to live in city’s with regular people.” John took a deep breath trying to not overload Eddie with information. “And now a few other progressive states it’s legal,it’s making its way to the presidential office,so hopefully it’ll be countrywide soon” John had an awkward smile for a moment. “we’re working on the details about Abnormals and Regulars getting married and such” He shrugged and sat back in his chair,”Before we were together,a few years back I did some shit as a teenager that got me put in a facility” clearing his throat he continued “it’s why Quinn blew up when I asked about them taking the babies,but now, I’m not a fugitive,I’m ‘legal’ now”

Eddie felt so relieved, like his heart was mending back together.

“We should talk more but you look like you’re about to pass out. Stay for a few days, rest up and eat. I’m still in the middle of the album so I’ll be in my studio most of the day. If you need to leave…” He looked at John with seriousness, giving a warning in his tone of voice. “Tell me. If you run off again, I won’t be as forgiving.”

He got up, went to take a shower real quick then left for the studio. Eddie was elated that John was back, but he couldn’t forgive him just yet. He needed to mend his broken heart and he knew just how to do it. Eddie dried off and got dressed in pajamas,making his way down the hall. John who’d finished eating and seemed to pass out on Eddies couch.

When he walked into his studio, he got set up, texted his band about what’d happened,then began to strum his guitar. He heard only one song ringing through his head now,the song that had been haunting him for years. He closed his eyes, sliding his finger and plucking the first string, beginning to play Eden.

[wakatoshine]

not so silent night (suna rintarou x reader)

summary: there was a tradition amongst the inarizaki volleyball club members where each grade level would go caroling in different neighborhoods and compete for the title of best singer. as suna’s girlfriend, kita had begged you to supervise the rowdy second years so ginjima wouldn’t be alone in his struggle. how could you say no.

wc: 950

“atsumu if you sing one more note out of tune i swear on your brothers life i’m gonna pulverize you,” suna spits venomously.

“hey! don’t bring me into this!” osamu exclaims, also frustrated by his twin’s awful singing.

“come on guys, let’s all calm down,” ginjima states, trying to diffuse the situation.

you clap ginjima on the shoulder and give him a sympathetic smile.

“sorry to tell ya gin, but i don’t think you’ll be able to save him.” you say.

you hear suna call “that’s my girl,” over his shoulder from where you’re walking a few steps behind, and you watch with mischievous eyes as he tries to dodge a punch atsumu throws his way.

“did ya wanna catch up?” ginjima asked. the last house your little group visited was a mutual family friend of the two of you, so you had stayed behind with ginjima to update the family on your lives.

“not really, but i don’t wanna see suna die tonight’s so i guess i’ll go save him,” you say, jogging up to where the twins and your boyfriend were. ginjima follows.

suna turns your way once you catch up, “hey,” he says, grabbing your hand and swinging it back and forth.

atsumu looks at the both of you and fake gags.

“keep the PDA at a minimum please,” he shouts, looking very disgusted at the fact you and suna were in a healthy and happy relationship.

suna rolls his eyes, “stop being jealous of me and my significant other, i can’t help that you’re still single,”

osamu snickers, “nice one suna,”

you bump your shoulder into suna’s, “rin, don’t make fun of atsumu’s single lifestyle, not all of us can be as charming as we are,” you tease.

atsumu groans, “i thought for a second that maybe you’d be nice for once,”

ginjima interrupted the four of you before another fight could break out, “come on guys, we’re already at the next house. stop embarrassing us,”

another house meant another serving of suna’s off key humming, atsumu’s borderline screaming singing, osamu’s awkward standing, and ginjima’s surprisingly angelic voice. your job, as ordered by kita, was to supervise.

the song of choice this time was silent night. it was one of the more intricate christmas songs of the bunch, with harmonies you were certain the knuckleheaded volleyball bunch wouldn’t get. you were skeptical and quite frankly scared to see the outcome of this one.

atsumu knocked on the door and your entire group bowed once an elderly couple greeted the five of you.

that’s when it all started to go downhill.

“merry holidays!” atsumu shouted, causing the older lady to cover her ears.

“what are ya youngins doin here at this hour?” the man asked.

“we’re the second year members of the inarizaki boys volleyball club, and we’re out caroling tonight,” ginjima said, stepping to the front of the group.

“and who might you be young lady?” the woman asks.

“oh i’m just here to make sure they don’t do anything too idiotic, ya know how boys can be,” you say, sending atsumu a look.

osamu clears his throat, “anyways, would ya mind if we sing a bit for you?”

the couple nods eagerly. that was a mistake on their part. if you were them, you would have turned your group away in a heartbeat.

it starts off decent, or as decent as it could be. suna forgets a few words, atsumu is still basically shouting, and osamu is faking it to the best of his ability.

ginjima, who you are certain is the incarnate of the gods at this point, is still killing it. sadly, atsumu’s shouting is too loud and completely covers his angelic voice.

you struggle not to cover your ears.

the elderly couple is nice about it though, after the song is over they give your group a gentle round of applause and send the five of you off with homemade cookies.

“so,” suna said, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, “what did you think?”

you take your hand and smoosh his cheeks together, he scrunches his nose at you after you let go.

“answer the question, y/n,” suna chides, wagging his finger in your face.

“ginjima’s the only one with vocal talent,” you said with a huff, “the rest of ya suck,”

a chorus of groans erupt from three of the boys.

“why thank you, y/n” ginjima smiles, giving you a quick high five.

you look back up at suna, who is looking at you with a pout you find absolutely adorable.

“hey now rin,” you giggle, “ya can't actually be mad at me for saying the truth,”

suna scowls playfully, “fine, i’ll admit that i’m not the best singer,”

“finally!” atsumu yells, causing osamu to punch him in the stomach.

“you can’t talk either ‘tsumu, ya suck too,” osamu yelled, and just like that another twin fight erupts.

you see suna slowly reach into his pocket for his phone, obviously eager to film the drama unfolding. you stop him by grabbing the hand he was about to unzip his coat pocket with.

“what,” he said, “i really don’t want to miss out on this,”

you stand on the tips of your toes and give him a soft kiss on the lips. with the twins distracted and ginjima walking home in the opposite direction, it was the perfect time to do so.

you pull away and suna blushes.

“i thought you didn’t like PDA,” he says, rubbing the back of his neck.

you hum, “but i like you a lot,” you say with a smile.

“i like you a lot too,” suna says, squeezing your hand, “now let go so i can record this fight.”

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[kakakakashi]

I just started BNHA today... I’m on episode 3 and little Izuku is my whole fucking world 🥺🥺🥺 why was he such a precious little child?!?! I just ugh... the no quirk thing and he was so... so sad like you don’t need a quirk little bb you are perfect and that little face could cause world peace 😭 my fucking heart. Makes me think of little Gaara and I am SO SOFT. I’m sorry 🥺 I just had to get it off my chest.

I KNOW, RIGHT??? You should see my snapchat. I scream about how he’s baby very 5 seconds. I just wanna smoosh his cheeks, give him big hugs, and kiss all of his freckles! He’s a lil baby bean cinnamon roll angel cake honey bun pumpkin pie! I can’t decide if I have a crush on him or if I just can’t process how cute he is. Lbr, it’s both.

I KNOW, RIGHT! I was like “Izuku, Deku, honey... you can be a hero. Why isn’t there a Batman or Iron Man in this universe??? Fuck it. Izuku, baby. You’re gonna be the first quirkless hero. I know exactly how. I’m an expert. K, let’s get to work.” *Whips out all of the Marvel material I own and know of, ready to help the lil baby bunny achieve his dream* 

I just... I love Izuku so much... He is just... my fuckin heart! When he does the heart squeeze face, I’m like “BITCH! THAT’S HOW I FEEL ABOUT YOU 25/8!” 

Also, just wait until he goes from skinny to buff. I’m like “Look, you little stinker. Just because you could bench press 200 times my weight doesn’t mean I’m not gonna treat you and protect you like the lil baby bunny you are because your face still looks like it’s 5, and YOU ARE TOO PRECIOUS!” He’s just too good for this world, too pure. Please, someone make him stop hurting himself! I just... I love Deku so much. 

Although... Todoroki is my fave... Although, that’s only because he is literally me in high school in almost every way & I just... yeah. Anyway. Izuku is baby, and I love him so much. *SCREECHES* 

JUST LOOK AT THAT FACE!!! HE IS TOO SWEET!!! HE’S PRETTIER THAN I WILL EVER BE!!! MY HEART CAN’T TAKE IT!!! I FEEL LIKE INKO WATCHING THE SPORTS FESTIVAL & BAWLING!!! Speaking of which, can I just be friends with Inko & look through all of Izuku’s baby albums with her & just cry about how wonderful her son is??? 

#cherry chats with friends #Anonymous #he makes my heart go SMASH!!! #cherry posts about super nerds